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The wolf ducked into the sports bar with luck on his side, as the drizzling rain turned to pouring sheets just as the door snicked home.

It was an establishment he had seen dozens of times but never entered before. It featured a cozy atmosphere: modern but not bleak, dark furniture and moody lighting from recessed brass fixtures. Burgundy accents colored the padding of the furniture. Wide, high-definition screens displayed live broadcasts of tournament battles in every corner and patrons watched from the tables with drinks and meals.

The wolf, Kain, took a seat in an unoccupied corner booth with a view of most of the establishment. He had come in only to escape the rain, but the smell of food tugged at him. Before long, a waiter - a Krookodile, a sleazy yet cheerful enough crocodile-like Pokemon - brought Kain a menu. He thanked the Pokemon and sent him away.

As Kain's eyes scanned over the menu, he heard a ruckus greater than the occasional cheers and jeers from those watching the live battles: a crowd had gathered around a Pokemon Kain had never seen in person, but one who was in fact spectacular to behold in life or on a screen.

Everything about Kain was average. His height was average, his build was average, his demeanor was mild. His coat sported fetching stripes of black over brown, but unusual colors and markings were dime a dozen. Kain was a plain creature. The Obstagoon commanding the room was anything but plain. A freak even by the wildly varying standards of Pokemon, it was tall and muscular, its colors a contrasting black and white with tufts of gray on the extremities. Vibrant red sclera, a sneering grin, and a lengthy tongue hanging often from a narrow, badgery snout added to its outrageous appearance. This Obstagoon was the sports bar's mascot, posing smugly for selfies and giving friendly hugs to enamored patrons. Kain set down his menu and moved closer. He forgot about the smell of the food.

It took the wolf a few minutes to politely nudge his way to the front of the crowd. Up close, the Obstagoon was larger than life, standing a head taller than Kain - taller than most in the crowd in fact. His grin seemed to drip with lurid intent. Kain watched the Pokemon's nostrils flare a few times, and then the eyes narrowed in a fashion Kain found accusatory. The reason was simple: the Obstagoon had smelled Kain's pussy. It was not difficult to smell for those looking for the scent. Kain suffered from a musky cunt even when not in estrus. Currently he was due for a heat cycle, but his smell already was vulgar.

The Obstagoon's capable arms slid around Kain. The hug he gave Kain was gentle as this Pokemon had been trained not to harm patrons, but he held the wolf close for many seconds longer than he had any other patron. Yet he let Kain go all the same, and he went back to entertaining guests. Kain went back to his corner booth, stumbling a few times, his pussy starting to ache with the need to breed.

The Krookodile came back for the menu. It tilted its head, then tapped a claw on the menu in query. Kain, who had been gazing at the muscular Obstagoon, was jerked out of his reverie. He said, "Oh, um. The egg rolls, please, and-, whatever soda, surprise me."

His waiter nodded and started for the kitchen. Kain looked after it, found its waddling gait rather cute. When he looked for the Obstagoon again, the mascot was nowhere in sight. Kain huffed and his shoulders slumped. He turned in his seat and watched rain streak down the window, turning traffic lights into vibrant coronas.

Lunch came and went. Kain scanned for the Obstagoon but, failing to find him, stood up and left enough money on the table to cover the meal and a generous tip. The rain had not let up but he wanted to go home and attack himself with a vibrator.

His paw fell on the handle of the door and a heavy mitt touched him on the shoulder. Kain didn't flinch. He turned slowly, and he grinned when he saw the narrow, sneering face of the Obstagoon.

"Good timing," Kain cooed.

The Obstagoon let his tongue loll from his mouth. Eight or nine inches hung past his lower lip; drool fell from it in droplets. Kain shuddered. Public display or not, he wanted to slop his mouth around that tongue, suck it down his throat. He only narrowly resisted the urge.

Quietly, "Got a place in mind?"

The big Pokemon nodded. He led Kain away from the door, back into the break room. It was of a decent size, fitted with a couch and a television mounted on the wall. This screen was off, showing no battles.

"This should do," Kain said, glancing around before smiling at the Pokemon. He hadn't noticed before that the Obstagoon wore faux-leather pants the same dark shade as his fur. The Pokemon slid them down, unveiling a plump, black penis and heavy balls to match it. The shaft's shape was familiar to Kain: uniform width, blunt at the tip with a sheath of foreskin covering its helmet-like glans.

Kain hefted the Obstagoon's flaccid cock. Its heat and weight impressed him. He grinned and asked, "You gonna put your eggs inside me with this prick?"

The Pokemon smirked and winked. He tickled Kain's chin with his long claws - the points had been filed to blunt nubs - and canted the wolf's head like so. He touched lips with Kain. When the wolf softly moaned, the Obstagoon slammed his tongue into Kain's mouth, every inch of thick pink meat slopping over Kain's tongue and teeth and gums. It prodded at the hole of Kain's throat and the wolf whimpered but swallowed, opening the passageway. Down went the Obstagoon's tongue, snaking its way into Kain's esophagus. Inside it slathered, pulsated. Slobber smeared into Kain's fur, saturating his colors. It rolled down his chin, soaking him in the rough shape of a bib. His pussy throbbed for the burly Pokemon, making his panties wet. His paws held firmly on the Obstagoon's plumping cock and he marveled at its size, at how perfectly formed it was, and its heat, and its texture. It seemed to be flawless by any measure.

The wolf had a great love for male genitals of all shapes and sizes. That the Obstagoon had what some might consider a boring cock never occurred to Kain as he squeezed and kneaded its thick, varicose shaft, then rolled back the foreskin. He thought the Pokemon's cock was beautiful in size and especially shade, and as he teased a thumb across the blunt glans, he heard and felt a grumbling moan issue from the Pokemon's throat. A glimmer in the Pokemon's ruby-red eyes titillated Kain more than the cock in his paws or even the tongue wedged halfway down his throat.

Like a slab of beef with a life all its own, the Pokemon's broad tongue slopped and slobbered inside of Kain's throat and maw, but his paws were gentle, almost romantic as they held the wolf's hips. Sometimes his fingers kneaded the wolf's rump, other times using blunt claws to tickle the small of Kain's back, yet overall his touch was chaste. It was in contrast to the throbbing erection in Kain's paws, a fat black thing leaking copious amounts of precum on the wolf's adoring fingers.

Slowly, as if retrieving a blade from a sword swallower, the Obstagoon withdrew the broad stalk of his tongue. Ribbons of slobber clung to Kain's lips; the wolf softly panted through his vacated maw while his eyes never strayed from the Pokemon's smoldering gaze.

Still with tongue dangling and dribbling drool on the floor, the Obstagoon cupped the back of the wolf's head and pulled him down, pulled him closer. Kain, without hesitation, knelt. He said in a mildly hoarse voice, "You bet I'll suck this gorgeous dick."

As his lips brushed the Obstagoon's pucker of foreskin, Kain's nostrils flared. In all of his experiences with Pokemon, the scent was always rich, sometimes to the point of foulness. In the case of the Obstagoon, who was cared for and expected to smell at least somewhat pleasant as the mascot of a business serving food and drink, the musk was understated. Kain's jaws parted, but before he could mouth it, the Obstagoon pulled the back of his head. Thick black meat ground along his tongue, its blunt edge bumping the opening of Kain's throat. After just a moment's pause, the Obstagoon pushed his hips forward and his penis opened the wolf's throat. The flesh of his foreskin rolled back in the tight confines of Kain's throat and a low, happy grumble warbled out of the Pokemon's open mouth.

The twinge of pain helped Kain appreciate the flavors of the Obstagoon's cock, which were more pronounced than his mild musk. Kain's tongue lolled along the underside, though it was his throat which pleasured the Obstagoon the most. The badger-like Pokemon slowly, firmly fucked Kain's maw. At times he pushed in so firmly that his balls had enough momentum to swing up into Kain's chin, and as the fucking progressed, Kain burbled no shortage of gluttonous noises, all wet and messy as drool poured down his chin.

In reverent paws the wolf fondled his new friend, squeezing taut buttocks and pawing muscular legs. His pussy throbbed, wetting the groin of his panties and jeans. At times like these the wolf reveled in his wetness, though usually his penchant for growing so wet that he appeared to have pissed himself was a detriment to daily life.

Kain's cheeks were red, his eyes shut tightly as he took what the Pokemon gave him. He savored the Pokemon's happy groans and panting, and the precum which loped down his throat was nearly a feast, so voluminous it was. Kain gurgled and moaned to convey to the Obstagoon that all was well; and the Pokemon's fingers cinched on Kain's head, getting a firm grip which he put to good use, throwing his hips into the wolf's hungry mouth again and again for a proper facefuck.

Tears welled in Kain's eyes but his sex was wet like an overripe piece of fruit, this without the benefit of prodding fingers. He began to wonder if his heat had begun again, spurred by the Obstagoon's masculine presence.

Kain gagged as the Pokemon made such flippant use of his throat. In apparent response the Obstagoon bent over Kain, held him tighter, and started to pull him into the thrusts. His balls, swinging like meaty pendulums, swung against Kain's throat and struck again and again like a slap. With each collision Kain's oral muscles tensed, resisting the Pokemon's thrusting cock, giving so much pleasure that the Obstagoon grumbled and moaned, grinning enormously.

The blissful moment came for the Obstagoon who tossed back his head, his tongue slicing through the air, slinging droplets of spittle before wrapping cartoonishly over the bridge of his snout and dangling over the side. His muscular legs trembled, then locked. A deeply pleasured moan passed his lips as his cock released a thick and fertile mess, ropes upon ropes of cum slopping into Kain's throat and sliding down to his gut, satiating hunger Kain felt even after his filling egg roll lunch.

Grumbling, grinning, harmlessly pinching his tongue in his teeth, the Obstagoon lewdly ground his loins into the wolf's face. Kain whined, but sounded neither hurt nor disappointed, something he made clear as he stroked the Pokemon's rump and thighs in reverent paws.

The Obstagoon pulled back his cock before it could soften, and its pop free from Kain's throat gagged the wolf and left him sputtering. Although softly panting in the wake of the facefucking, Kain gazed up at the Obstagoon's leering red eyes needfully, and he basked in the handsome Pokemon's grin.

Playfully the Obstagoon ground his penis, even still erect, against the wolf's cheeks. Slobber marbled its surface, making the black flesh shine, though this luster wore off as he rubbed. Kain closed his eyes and nuzzled the Pokemon's shaft, and he cooed as he touched his nose to the hefty black balls underneath. He inhaled the scent of musk and sweat in the fur, then said, "Your taste and your smell are incredible."

Kain thought the Pokemon's grin took on a bashful quality. The Obstagoon helped Kain to stand, and although he was capable of standing on his own, Kain was enamored by the chivalry. He said as he leaned into the strong Pokemon's chest, "I hope you're not done yet. I'm willing to bet a stud like you is good for at least two or three nuts."

Again came the Obstagoon's indefatigable, toothy grin. He slobbered Kain's cheek and the wolf growled, tried to kiss the Pokemon, tried to capture that loping tongue. But the Obstagoon played a brief game of keep-away, and by the time Kain gave up with a playful huff, the Pokemon's cock had begun to stiffen all over again.

The wolf fondled the Obstagoon's penis, the surface of which was still slippery, the flesh gummy with drool. He said with a shiver, "I want this in my cunt so badly. I'd settle for having it in my butt, though. It's that good."

The Pokemon sneered. He tickled Kain's chin before pulling back, sliding his penis out of the wolf's grasp. He sat back in an armchair, one which was slightly ratty and ill-fitting to the moody accents of the establishment, but Kain saw it as a boon: nobody cared if stains ended up in this old chair.

At first the Obstagoon sat with his feet on the floor, his swollen cock on display. The urge was there for Kain to throw off his clothes and climb aboard; but he was infatuated with the Pokemon, and he wanted to taste and smell and savor everything. He did remove his jeans but he left on his panties. The crotch was soaked and he knew pulling them off would be a pain. He thought he might let the Obstagoon handle that - let him use his gifted tongue as a spatula to peel the fabric away from his cunt's sticky lips.

Kain knelt before the Pokemon. He palmed the Obstagoon's knees and said, "Spread 'em. I want a bite of that ass." He grinned up at the Pokemon, who was blushing but grinning back. "You like having your asshole licked?"

The Pokemon eagerly nodded, tongue flip-flopping obnoxiously. He hoisted a strong leg over the chair's arm and Kain helped himself to the open space. Nuzzling under the Pokemon's sweaty scrotum, Kain uncovered a thick, musky scent befitting a badger. Merely under the balls he found the smell powerful and humid. Pushing further, burying his face under the Pokemon's sack, Kain subjected himself to the full extent of the Obstagoon's anal musk. Here no amount of grooming and shampooing could suppress the Obstagoon's electrifying scent.

A grumbling, happy moan left the Pokemon's parted jaws when Kain's nose touched his anus. Although a natural top, having never bottomed with no intent to start doing so, the Obstagoon savored a cool nose snuffling his anus - and he was apt to cum if his lovers tongue-fucked him the way he sometimes did them. Against Kain's hungry nostrils, his asshole winked as if letting Kain in on an inside joke.

"Oh fuck, you smell so amazing," the wolf crooned. He palmed his clothed cunt; the fabric of his panties wept like an overfull sponge at the slightest touch, and still his returning heat was adding to the mess and musk. Snuffling the handsome Pokemon's anal scent only worsened his condition but Kain never minded heat as long as satisfaction was available. Reaching up and palming the Pokemon's cock reassured him that his estrus would be relieved.

Though still snuffling, Kain began to lap at the Obstagoon's rim. Sweat beaded on its surface, adding salt to its earthy flavors. He could see nothing, the Pokemon's balls covering his eyes as totally as any blindfold, but his tongue was sensitive enough to appreciate the topography of the Obstagoon's anus. Every ridge and fold of its tightly puckered surface was revealed to him, and as he tasted, he continued to indulge in the musky smell. He slipped a paw down the front of his panties and sunk two fingers deep into his dripping slit. His fur was quickly weighed down by vaginal secretions.

The Obstagoon felt across Kain's head, his touch markedly gentle. He softly raked his claw tips behind Kain's ears and listened with a grin to the wolf's whines. In the other paw he grasped his penis and gave it several lazy tugs, but masturbation seemed to be the last thing on his mind: his nostrils quivered at the smell of Kain's cunt, and he longed for something more satisfying than simple masturbation.

Still Kain ate the Pokemon's ass with nose and tongue, and sometimes with suckling lips, giving the Obstagoon's musk-scented rim the same treatment he might have given a tit. Under his suction the Obstagoon's anus throbbed, its blood vessels plumping, raising the surface of the pucker temporarily and so heightening the sensitivity of its nerve endings. At this the Pokemon grunted and growled, leaning back in his seat, raking blunt claws into the armrests forcefully enough to rend the fabric. Several thick globules of precum spurted from his penis, making a slippery mess of black belly fur.

Kain's lips popped off of the Pokemon's anus and the Obstagoon flinched and groaned, then fell back against the cushions. His wicked eyes were half-lidded as if he teetered on the edge of sleep, but his long tongue dangled slack from his parted jaws as if he had already passed out. Only his cock stood up, everything else momentarily lax.

For several moments Kain snuffled and tasted the Pokemon's engorged rim. He kissed it and sniffed it while he pumped his fingers inside of his sex, masturbating with the same laziness with which the Obstagoon had tugged himself. After several moments he pulled away and the Obstagoon's scrotum dragged across his retreating snout. Kain hardly minded the teabagging. He savored the smell and the sensation, and when his snout was free he nuzzled the Pokemon's sack and moaned, "Feels full even after all that cum I swallowed. You're a beast."

The Obstagoon sneered and nodded. Although the Pokemon had appeared tired following his rimjob, he sat up briskly and again helped Kain to stand. The wolf did so while withdrawing his paw from his panties. Kain felt no shame about masturbating - not with this Pokemon. He offered his sticky fingers to the Obstagoon who suckled them, wrapped his tongue around the paw several times, and nipped the fingertips as Kain drew them back. The wolf yipped but grinned, and the Obstagoon of course grinned back.

The Pokemon's claws slipped between Kain's fur and panties. As the Obstagoon slid them downward, their soft, wet fabric clung onto the wolf's labia and so turned inside-out at the crotch. It seemed to be no obstacle to the Obstagoon who touched his nosepad to the wolf's loins, then slid his tongue between pussy and panties, separating the fabric from the fur and flesh.

Kain said with a shudder, "I'm so fucking wet for you." His paws stroked over the Pokemon's streamlined head and neck, smoothing down dark fur and knife-like ears with equal love. Against the Obstagoon's prying tongue, his sex leaked its vulgar, musky wetness in abundance and the fragrance it produced was loaded with pheromones which succinctly told the Obstagoon that the wolf was ready to be bred.

Penis throbbing, sex drive unabated despite his earlier use of the wolf's throat, the Obstagoon slathered his tongue across the wolf's pussy with not a bit of restraint. Like Kain had indulgently sniffed and rimmed, the Pokemon gave wild cunnilingus. His lengthy tongue stroked and prodded, penetrated and teased, smearing copious slobber onto the wolf's cunt. The delicate fur dressing the lips of Kain's vulva was busy with beads of vaginal secretions; the Obstagoon washed them away and left great ribbons of his drool in trade.

Kain's shapely legs trembled and twisted inward, giving him a pigeon-toed stance. He held onto the Obstagoon's head for support now and he bleated to the Pokemon, "I can't take too much of this, I swear. Between sucking you off and snorting that-," he shuddered, "that perfect, perfect asshole of yours, I'm so fucking close. Please fuck me, please."

Such a devilish grin tugged at the Obstagoon's cheeks that Kain was given a moment of pause before he reminded himself of the gentleness - and the raw sex appeal - of the tall Pokemon. Several times more the Obstagoon tasted Kain's loins, but several laps in and the Pokemon went further. Its slobbery length curled along the curve of Kain's sex, tip tickling the wolf's anus until the pink pucker winked.

Kain whimpered then crooned, pushing his hips against not only the Pokemon's tongue, but also his snout. The lips of his vulva rubbed the bridge of the Obstagoon's snout and his secretions drizzled down the sides, giving the Pokemon the tacky texture and glazed appearance of a pastry.

From his place under the wolf, the Obstagoon rumbled luridly and lapped around his maw. Then he slurped upward, past the pad of his nose, dragging his tongue over the wolf's anus. Softly Kain moaned and pushed his loins more needfully into the Pokemon's snout. He said with a quiet whine, "I know I'm a terrible slut for saying it, but I need your cum inside of me..."

The Pokemon's claw-tipped fingers curled around Kain's hips. Slowly he pulled back his snout, letting short wiry hairs bristle against delicate pussylips. Kain's legs trembled and he held onto the Obstagoon's head, all the while cooing a low and needy moan as his pussy was tickled by such stiff hairs. He looked into the coy red eyes of the Pokemon and was about to voice his pleas again when the Obstagoon pulled him down. The Pokemon was strong and quick but careful; Kain was exhilarated but never felt he was in danger of falling as the Pokemon brought him down and laid him on the tile.

There Kain lay with his legs obligingly parted. His vulva ached with heat; it stunk of musk and dribbled abundantly. Without any further teasing the Obstagoon mounted him, pressing black meat to Kain's vaginal folds. He eyed his penis as he pressed it inside and his grin spread wide across his snout, only broken up by his tongue pinched harmlessly between his teeth.

An almost musical coo escaped Kain as he got the cock he needed. Its girth gouged his vagina, which proved to be snug in spite of the frequent abuse he subjected it to both from toys and well-hung Pokemon like the Obstagoon. He bit a jowly lip, pinching its black flesh white, and he pawed at the Pokemon's stout chest while uttering whines and whimpers.

The Obstagoon's cock vanished into Kain after a long, slow push. A hulking twelve inches give or take a centimeter, its broad dark mass silenced the wolf's begging. Briskly he humped Kain, fucking with the kind of energy his rock star-like appearance suggested. He dropped to his paws over top of Kain, claws clacking on the tile. His tongue dangled in the wolf's face and bobbed with the jerks of his body. He huffed and panted and snarled, always grinning down at Kain. His balls bounced and swung against the warmth of Kain's body, the tender gonads inside heavy with the cream Kain craved.

Kain's paws slunk around the Obstagoon's neck and pulled him downward. He did not need to ask for a kiss: the Obstagoon gave him one the moment he parted his jaws. Again a part of the Obstagoon slid down Kain's throat and the wolf gurgled and crooned, spittle churned full of bubbles running from the corners of his maw. His tail thumped giddily against the floor and his paws caressed the Pokemon's ears and head.

A wet and lurid sucking sound came from the sex. Kain's overwhelming wetness was half of it, the Obstagoon's fat and plunging cock the rest of the equation. Kain was humbled yet aroused by the vulgar noises, and he suckled the Pokemon's tongue as he swallowed what had snaked its way down his throat. His gag reflex threatened, but he had trained himself with toys and with massive Pokemon partners; his throat was not easily tickled by even a writhing tongue.

The Pokemon's tongue moved like a dozy worm in Kain's throat but his hips were quick, sexual thrusts almost brutal. His meat gouged the tight pink walls of Kain's vagina, coaxing so many croons and whines and gurgles from the helpless wolf that a voyeur with their ear to the door might have thought the wolf distressed. Kain was far from it, and the Pokemon knew both from the wolf's amorous gaze and the way Kain bucked back, shoving his hips to meet those of the Pokemon.

Squirts of precum shot into Kain and added to the noisy mess. The wet smacks of their sex might have been overheard if not for the rain falling on the building, filling the building with its dull white noise. Kain found rain relaxing but the sex was so good, so overwhelming that he did not register the noise. He pushed against the Pokemon and he gave as much as he could in the one-sided kiss. His loins throbbed for release and the Pokemon's hammering thrusts pushed the wolf to the edge.

Kain's legs cinched behind the Obstagoon's back. His toes curled sharply. Both throat and vaginal muscles clenched, and at that the Pokemon reeled back his tongue, settling for slopping it in the confines of the wolf's maw. With his throat freed, Kain was able to moan and whimper with the full range of his voice and he did just that, though he did not bother trying to make words; there was nothing he could say that might tell the Obstagoon something new. Everything about him, from his whorish love to his climax, was written on his contorted face.

The wolf shuddered as he came. His vagina squeezed harder still on the Pokemon's pumping cock. It did not stop the Obstagoon, and if anything it galvanized him. Through Kain's gushing climax the Pokemon threw everything he had into the sex, savagely fucking Kain, balls and tongue swinging in open air. Underneath the wolf brayed and howled, throwing his arms around the Pokemon's neck, clinging to him as if he were a life preserver at sea. Neither his arms or his cinching legs could stop the burly Pokemon's hips.

"Fuck-, you're fucking my brains out," bleated Kain, his eyes shut and ears flat. With his climax he had become tender, almost painfully so, but the Pokemon's raw sex appeal had not lessened one bit; Kain longed to service him and he craved seed in his fertile womb. He licked and bit at the Pokemon's snout, preening fur and pricking skin. In turn the Obstagoon slobbered his neck and bit him back, gentle nips making Kain gasp and cry out, always noises of passion, never discomfort.

Hunkering down deeper, putting his muscular weight to rest on the wolf, the Obstagoon nailed Kain with all he had to give. His legs were stout and powerful, and as he fucked Kain the wolf's loins began to bruise, but the wolf was used to sexual pain. He considered a bruised cunt to be a badge of honor - and holding a bag of ice against his pussy for relief was usually a precursor to masturbation anyway.

With a lusty snarl rising in his breast, the Obstagoon pushed his broad cock into Kain with vicious repetition. These final bucks were sharper, shorter, but the passion was undeniable. His anus clenched at the open air, its surface still shiny with Kain's drool; his balls tightened as he forced his penis into the wolf's tightened sex for one last time. Then with a hiss, and a massive grin on his face, the Obstagoon came. Fat strands of fertile Pokemon semen spurted into Kain, each gush accompanied by a tensing in the Pokemon's cock. With each of these contractions Kain shuddered and moaned, but his moans were just as much for the cum entering his body. The sensation satisfied him both physically and mentally, for when in heat, nothing mattered to the wolf but being seeded. Already he envisioned his belly plump with Pokemon eggs not for the first time, and not the last by any means.

Kain said as the Pokemon huffed and growled and dumped his seed, "That's what I was after, that's the kind of fucking I needed. You're going to make me so fat with your eggs now."

The Obstagoon was blushing, but still grinning. There was nothing coy or bashful; he was outright prideful at the notion of impregnating Kain. He dragged his long tongue across the wolf's cheek, then laid atop him, his weight and heat pleasant.

Kain sighed, closed his eyes. He was hungry again - good sex gave him an appetite - but that could wait a little while. He wanted to play with the Obstagoon. The thought of licking, sniffing his asshole again appealed; and then he would get down on his paws and his knees, tail high. One more fuck to make sure the clutch took. No sense in taking chances.