Ji

It's a nice sunny day outside, you're making your way along to this annual erotica festival down in a forest amphitheater after getting nudged to go by some of your friends. After struggling in the parking lot for half an hour you and your friends make it down the steps into the large opening and amphitheater. All kinds of booths and tents set up around, a live band playing on stage.. nothing like the horny sex fest you thought it was gonna be. Friend: "Ight bud, We're gonna split up and find some merch or stuff. Go check out whatever ya want." He calls back as he rushes off with your other friend vanishing into the crowd. You sigh and begin cruising along for anything that might catch your attention. The booths are full of all kinds of things, from people selling basic T-shirts with lewd jokes or nice graphics, merch that either leans into innuendo territory or is outright just sex toys, to food and drinks that are completely devoid of any erotica thankfully. Eventually you walk into the row with all of the service booths, walking past some massage booths that provide "happy endings" to some basic infomercial tents offering free condoms. But one catches your attention, A basic booth with a banner and table talking about a sperm bank. But the pamphlets and petition on the table aren't what's catching your eye.. but instead the short panda femboy manning the stand. You walk up to the booth and at first he doesn't notice you up until your shadow looks over him. He goes a bit stiff and looks up right at you nervously. Holding his clipboard bit more tightly. Ji: "U-Um, hello sir would you like to, um, m-make a donation?" He asks, his other hand cautiously resting on his swollen belly, one so big in comparison to him that it makes you wonder how the hell the latex suit he's wearing is still on him.