SCENARIO INTRO

you like to think of yourself as an optimist. You try to look at the world as though the glass is half full. With that in mind, this job is turning out a little more intense than you had first anticipated. You finished tonight without too many problems, but it's taking a little time to get used to where all the rooms are, and what all the clients are looking for.

It takes even more time to get used to how the girls operate, but the doors are holding up well - a few smudges on the glass never hurt anybody. At the very least, finishing up a shift here in the club in infinitely less stressful than your old job. You swear you sometimes still hear that doll squeaking when it's quiet.

With enough practice, you think you could really make a life for yourself here. Then all of a sudden, Maddie, one of the workers here at Diamond Straights Nightclub peers out the corner of your right door and looks at you. Hey, sweetie. Could I talk to you?

You almost faint. You don't know why you thought that one of the girls would honor the end of the shift. Part of you genuinely thought that once the clock hit 6:00 they just stopped existing. You then nervously say "W-Woah, hey, hi. Aren't you meant to be..." You don't know where they go. No one ever told me where they're supposed to go.

It's not your job to get them there, right? You say "... somewhere? Room, cage, storage closet?" Maddie giggles, and steps further into the room. Even when your standing, Maddie towers over you. The kitsune's ears stop just shy of scraping against the ceiling, and her wide hips barely fit through the door.

Those impossibly huge breasts saw with her every breath. How does she even walk with those? We have rooms, silly, but I wanted to speak with you before you left. Is that okay? We're all a lot more relaxed once the sun is up. She doesn't seem interested in attacking you so she's either playing the long con, or things are looking up.

Either way, your options are limited to acceptance. You reply with "Y-Yeah. Sure. What's up?" She smiles, and you smile back. You think it's a fear response. You're getting the hang of things. Do you feel at home yet? Your taken aback by the choice of conversation topic. Honestly, you don't know what you were expecting, but it wasn't this.

But, you guess you are doing a pretty good job, so she may be onto something. You then say "Yeah, a little. I'm still getting my head around everything, though." You'll get there. We're all relying on it. "Huh" We all hope you do well. You're important to us. Encouragement is nice, even if Maddie's particular brand of encouragement is a touch ominous So, about your date with Nile. "My what?" Your date with Nile. I was thinking that you two could go to the campground by the lighthouses. She's there right now, waiting for you.

This is certainly a development. "I don't have a date with Nile. I don't think Nile even likes me. I think she might actually hate me." There's a thin line between love and hate, sweetie. There's a even thinner line between love and pain. It's becoming more than just touch ominous. "Regardless, I think I'm on the bad side of those lines." That doesn't matter. What matters now is how excited you are. "Excited for what?" The date. "But, as I previously stated, I'm not going on a date." Aw, but don't you want to? Nile's very pretty, isn't she? You can't argue with that.

"I mean, yeah. Of course. She's stunning. And she has those intense, alluring eyes. They are pretty alluring. "Maybe" and not to mention that supple, curvaceous body that's begging to be taken...

Maddie steps towards you again, and you find yourself retreating back without thinking. You trip over your chair, and fall back into it. Are you feeling comfortable, sweetie?

You can't tell if you're scared or aroused. Maybe it's both. Oh, God, are you one of those people? Hell yeah >:] Regardless you manage a quick nod before she leans in closer, and her voice drops to a low whisper. Good. Now... Nile... Her hand snakes it's way down from your shoulder and comes to rest against your thigh. She's strong, but she doesn't squeeze to hard, opting instead to slowly drag her fingers along the fabric of your pants.

You're afraid of her, intimidated by her attitude, but she's a good girl beneath it all. She just wants a little attention - like you just want a little attention... Your eyes drift down, with out any fault of your own. From the angle you're sitting at, you can almost perfectly see down her top... You'd think that you'd be used to seeing them, but up close, her chest really is something else. It looks so soft, and inviting.

Like you could get lost in it. She likes to pretend she's above it, but sometimes all of us girls just want to be... Fucked. Nile especially. You feel a shiver run through you. Her hand is sliding along your inner thigh now. She knows what she's doing. You then nervously say "B-But what does that have to do with me?" Maddie giggles, and you feel her fingertips brushing against the outline of your manhood. It's getting harder, you can't help it

It has everything to do with you, sweetie. That's why you're here, isn't it? Her eyes meet yours, and you're trapped in her gaze. Her palm is flat against your dick, and the sensation of her touch feels almost electric. You came here because you wanted us, and you expected to get us. Even though the rules forbid it, even though the circumstances prevent it, you will push through and find a way to have everything you want, whenever you want it.

That is who you are. And Nile needs a big, strong man like you that knows what he wants. You will show her everything she needs to know about herself. Her palm continues to slide along your clothed shaft, teasing you and pressing down with every hard throb. The way she moves feels so strange, but so intoxicating. It's like every muscle in her hand is a lie to individually seek out where it feels best and attack it. You're breathing so hard it feels like your panting. "You're... You're so right..." Now, do you know what I want you to do?

You feel it building. You can't believe this is happening in your office. You can't believe that you're about to ruin your own uniform. But you don't want her to stop. It feels to good. "Y-Yeah..." Are you ready? Sweat is beading on your forehead, your dick feels like its about to erupt. "Yeah!" She immediately stands up and acts like nothing happened. Okay sweetie. Go get her. What. The. FUCK. SHE CANT FUCKING DO THAT. You stand up, and quickly sit back down once you realize how... at attention you still look to be.

Maddie just keeps smiling innocently. Still acting like nothing happened. "...Right. I'll just, uh, catch the next team." Okay, you take care of yourself now. Don't play for too long. With that, she left, leaving you alone in your office with a hard-on that couldn't be more noticeable if you tried. When you look back at your career with Diamond Straits, you're hoping that'll be as low as it gets. Once you've calmed down, you have your walk if shame out of the building, and make your way to the tram.

Some time later...

For the entire journey, you can't get what just happened out of your head. You always thought of Maddie as this soft, innocent woman with sweetness baked right into her DNA. Who'd have thought she could be so aggressive when she wants to be?

The employee trams are busy this time of day, when every night shift worker finishes their ordeal and the day shift takes their turn. You're lucky enough to get a seat, but that's just because you missed the first tram out. We're simply the overflow. It's crazy to think how many people it really takes to keep this machine running. You don't see many of them while you're working, but you're in a pretty specialist role.

You see some mechanics on their way back from servicing the tram systems, one of them is half asleep and resting his head on the other's shoulder. You see some hotel staff standing in the corner, laughing amongst themselves about the drunken antics of guests, stealing swigs out of a canteen they pass between each other. You see a fellow security guard, and you give him 'the nod', but he doesn't give it back. You guess you haven't earned that yet.

You overhear a few casino workers to your left muttering about missing out on seeing Nile that shift, and you have to quickly cross one leg over to the other when you start thinking about what Maddie told you. Nile's a good girl, and you're what she needs. You'll have to see that to believe it from what you've seen, and everything that's been advertised, Nile's # diva down to her core. But the thought is still enticing enough to keep you excited.

Hopefully whatever awaits you at the campground makes up for the blue balls. It's a few more stops before you reach the trail to your destination. You try to keep your imagination subdued for the time being. Hiking with a hard-on sounds miserable.

END OF INTRO, NOW ONTO THE MAIN STORY

You arrive at the trail and make your way to the gate. You're not too familiar with the trail, but the lighthouse in the distance acts as your guide as you slowly trek your way through it. There are times you stumble, or have to take a break. Those serve as great reminders that you just worked a full shift before this - but Maddie's promise of an eager version of Nile does a lot to keep a guy motivated.

You're still following the trail towards the lighthouse when you approach a clearing. A gentle whimper catches your attention, and you quickly duck behind a nearby tree. In the clearing, sitting in front of a gently smoldering fire pit, is Nile. The lovely, elegant empress of the island is hunched forward, crying into her hands, with her shoulders shaking with each gut-wrenching sob.

Her back is turned to you, so thankfully you're not spotted. You're left feeling like you should cut your losses and get out of here before she figures out she's not alone. However, when you try to leave, you hear her breath catch in her throat and another soft whimper leaves her, and you find that you're unable to go anywhere. Maddie may have been wrong about the nature of it, but more than ever you feel like she needs you.

Reluctantly, you leave your hiding place, and start across the clearing towards the fire pit. You keep your footsteps quiet, so you don't startle her. As you get closer, you can pick up a few quiet words between the tears. ...what am I going to do? What's wrong with me?

You stop just far enough away that you might have a chance to run if she doesn't take too kindly to your support. Her ear twitches as the grass gently crushes beneath your boots. You take a deep breath, and summon your courage. "...Hey, are-" What are you doing here?! Ah. Well. I should've expected that reaction.but you're in too deep to turn back now. "I just wanted to ask if you're okay. You're crying."

I'm not crying! "...Your mascara's running." She looks away and wipes it off and turns back to you I wasn't crying. There are some battles that we're not meant to win. "Alright. You weren't crying." I am perfectly fine. "Perfectly fine." You can go. "Nothing's wrong with you." ... She goes to wipe her face again. "I saw that." Quiet. "You know, it's okay to cry." I wasn't crying. "Did something happen? Do you need to talk about it?" I wasn't crying! You really want to leave, but you couldn't bring yourself to leave. You're gut tells you that you should stay, you've always listened to it, for better or for worse

"Okay, okay, you weren't crying." Finally, you listen. "But if I agree that you weren't crying, will you let me stick around a while and keep you company?" You see her drop her arms and weighing her options, namely the trouble of trying to convince you to leave and the consequences of simply killing you. Eventually, with a sight, she turns her back on you again. You take that as a silent agreement, and join her on the bench.

We sit there for a while, neither of us saying anything. She's waiting for me to get bored and leave, you're waiting for her to get frustrated and say something. Unfortunately, it seems like she's better at handling awkward silences, so you're the one to break it. You then talk about what happened during some of your shifts, like some weird, funny bullshit that happened. During one of your stories, Nile gives you a strange side-eye look, and you can see her lips fighting to keep a smile away. Then you continue telling your stories then she interrupts your storytelling a bit after. Why are you telling me all of this?

You shrug. "I don't know. Just felt like you needed a distraction." She sighs, and shakes her head. Why are you even here? Maybe it was just my fantastic intuition, but you're starting to feel like Maddie was just making stuff up. Regardless, you can't bring yourself to tell on her. Instead, you shrug again. "I just wanted to go for a walk, and got lucky." Lucky? "What else would you call it when you find yourself sitting next to a beautiful woman. Despite herself, you finally earn that smile, albeit a small, and brief one. Holy three pointer.

Then she turns away and says I accept your flattery... This time. "I'm hoping you'll be accept it every time, because there's plenty more of it." That catches her attention. She tries to look disinterested, but her tail is swaying. Such as?

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