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Though Jack was on the verge of hopping to his feet and continuing the tour with Vvilfred, a post-coital sense of obligation came over him and he couldn't help but turn to face the stallion and urge him onto his back, an urge that Vvilfred politely resisted.

“What are you doing? I thought we were gonna finish up the tour." Vvilfred asked with a nicker.

“I know, I know, but you've been so kind to me and I really want to show my appreciation." He then rolled onto his knees as the audible churning sound of Vvilfred's seed deep in his bowels rumbled through his abdomen, forcing a few bubbles to sputter out his rump. This made him feel embarrassed, even if he knew and understood that it was normal for that to happen. Still he tried his best to straddle Vvilfred's wide hips as he let his own member rest on the stallion's sheath and half-hard cock.

Vvilfred could hear the gurgle and sputter, so he gently caressed Jack's exposed belly. “Pretty sure the sounds coming out of you show that I feel plenty appreciative. You wouldn't be full of, well, me if I didn't enjoy it. I just hope you enjoy it, too."

Jack nodded. “I did, a lot more than I'd expect considering how, uh, aggressive your member is. I mean, I've never taken anything that big before and-" He reached back to slide his fingers between his cheeks, both clearing his taint of creamy stallion seed and slipping a couple fingers inside himself to test and see just how loose or tight he was. To his surprise, he was already back to his natural state. “-I have to say, that potion seems to work!"

“Told you it did." Vvilfred teased as he laid back and let Jack stay in place straddling him. “So what's on your mind? I can tell a switch has been flipped inside you but I don't know what it is."

He was right. Jack did feel a swirl of emotions bubbling up inside him but he wasn't sure what to make of them until he paused to actually think about the thoughts that were fueling his introspection. The memory that kept popping up in his mind wasn't about the lovely time he'd just enjoyed with his new friend Vvilfred but that brisk moment when Therris and Afearnia mentioned where they worked and how quick and intense his reaction was to that. Sure, he wanted to drown his negative emotions with sensuality – something his stallion partner seemed plenty capable of helping him with – but it felt wrong to just ignore what he was feeling in order to act strong.

“Jack? You still with us?" Vvilfred prodded. “You've kinda been zoning out for a bit."

This shook Jack from his daze, urging him to crawl off Vvilfred's lap and sit at the foot of the bed, solemnly piecing together what he had to say. “It's just, earlier when your mates went to work-"

Vvilfred rolled to a sitting position next to Jack, his form towering over the human and cutting him off in the process. “Ah. I see. You're worried that they're being abused?"

“Sort of. I guess you could say that." Jack confessed. “I mean, I've dealt with many situations like this and not once have I run into someone who wants to be put in that position. At least, that's what my heart is telling me. My memory is still fuzzy but that's what I'm feeling. Am I crazy?"

With a bit of an equine snort and a shake of his head, Vvilfred sidled up next to Jack. “Not crazy at all; I'm sure there are plenty of situations where using one's body for monetary gain is a last resort or – skies forbid – a form of torture or sex trafficking. You're not crazy, I just think you might not quite be in the right mindset to accept that such a career isn't as terrible as you might think. I mean, The Near and Dear actually has to turn down applicants pretty regularly. That alone should speak volumes."

That did actually sound pretty conclusive to Jack. “You're telling me that plenty of ladies are fighting for that job?"

“And gentlemen, yes. It's an equal opportunity brothel there. Ladies want cock as much as men want pussy. I mean, not sure where you're from that such a statement isn't true, but hey, seems I have a lot to each you." Vvilfred then got to his hooves and patted Jack on the shoulder with his half-erect member still soaked in cum and dripping onto the floor. “Tell ya what, we'll have a lovely meal, and I'll take you to the Near and Dear. I'm friends with the owner and you can ask all the questions you want. She's intimately familiar with skepticism and would be happy to alleviate your concerns."

The image of Vvilfred's member combined with the earthy musk that billowed out from it made Jack's cock swell even if he wasn't in the mood for another go. After a moment of contemplation and introspection, he grabbed his pants. “Sure, let's do this."

“Perfect. I'd like to have a shower before we go, we can pick up some food on the way – you don't have any allergies, I hope – and then we're going to the Near and Dear! Who knows, maybe we'll catch Afearnia and Therris on a break!" He happily grabbed some of his own clothes from his drawer and clopped down the hallway on the second floor en route to the bathroom, leaving Jack in the middle of the room.

This gave Jack a moment to think about what he had committed to before using a towel to wipe himself off and head to the bathroom with Vvilfred. “Hey, can I use the facilities before you get in there?" He patted his belly to make the stallion seed slosh about inside. “I mean, I guess I could wait but I feel like I'm about to burst and make a mess on the floor."

“Just come on in, there's an opaque sliding door between the shower and the toilet. I'm sort of too far along to stop now." Just then, the sound of a door sliding shut followed by the steady hiss of water cascading down over him came from the bathroom.

Jack was a little uncomfortable but still sat on the toilet to let as much of Vvilfred's essence out of him, which, when combined with the heat of the water and steam billowing out of the shower, really made the whole bathroom smell like horse cock. This was not a problem for Jack, as this made him feel like he was at home.

“Welcome to the Omniburger, what can I get you?" A disembodied female voice asked through the speaker box. Vvilfred had packed the truck up and drove to the nearest fast food joint with Jack half poking out the passenger window trying to take in as much information as he could. They were just about to hit the highway that led from the quaint township of North Klyneth to the bustling metropolis of Central Klyneth – their destination.

Vvilfred leaned out the window to answer. “I'll have an extra large garden burger with fries and ice water. My buddy here will have-" He turned to Jack. “Do you eat hamburgers? I shoulda asked before I decided where we were going."

“Yeah, I eat burgers. Just get be a bacon and cheese burger with fries and a root beer. You got that here?" He paused. “Wait, what's the patty made from?"

“They can do veggie burgers or beef. I got the garden burger, made up of carrots and beets and beans and stuff. You know, herbivore. That's why they call it the omniburger, food types for all sorts of eaters. So is beef alright or do you wanna have what I'm having?"

Jack considered maybe trying the veggie burger but really wanted something familiar. “Beef."

With that bit of information, Vvilfred leaned back out the window to finish his order. “And a small beef burger with bacon and cheese. Fries and a cola."

“Wait, how big is a small? Could I get a medium or large?"

“Trust me, you couldn't eat a large." Vvilfred explained, then corrected himself to the person taking the order. “Actually make that a medium beef burger. We've got a hungry, hungry human here."

“Can do, lovelies. See you at the first window to pay." She instructed.

As the two drove up and ended up behind another person who was also in line, Jack felt the need to bring something up. “You know I don't have any money to buy myself food, right?"

Vvilfred's expression went blank as he spoke in a dull, sardonic tone. “I am well aware. I found you naked on a beach in the middle of nowhere, I am well aware of what you do and do not have. Trust me, I've got this. Won't kill me to shed a few coins on a new friend."

This made Jack smile as they made it to the first window. Vvilfred was given the somewhat large burger and fries combo first, which he passed on to Jack before being given his own and also placing it gently on Jack's lap next to his own. Vvilfred's burger – the extra-large garden burger – was comically large compared to Jack's, in fact it was almost as big as his head and just as thick! It quickly became clear that Vvilfred was not too far off base when he said a large would likely be too big for him and his own only looked manageable by comparison. As the two drove off and Vvilfred took his own burger back – leaving Jack's on his lap – the remaining meal still looked massive.

“Okay, I concede defeat. This might be too much." Jack admitted as he peeled back the wrapper and struggled to wrap his fingers around the bun. He was pleasantly surprised at how aromatic and delicious it smelled, but it was easily half a kilo of meat or more on top of a thick, hearty bun.

Vvilfred took a big bite of his own burger and spoke as he chewed. “Well you better eat it, because I can't pick up the scraps for ya. Body doesn't handle meat all that much unless it's pussy or cock meat, if you get my drift." He winked and took another bite before placing the burger on his lap and continuing to drive the rest of the way to their destination.

The beef burger was quite delicious but Jack couldn't quite finish it. He was quite hungry to begin with but apparently food sizes here in Klyneth were far different from what he was used to. A small would have been more appropriate for him. “So how many sizes are there of burger and fries at that place? I mean, I got a medium and apparently that was too big, so I'm curious."

“Five sizes." Vvilfred answered quickly in between bites. “Extra small, Small, Medium, Large, and Extra Large. There's also dragon sized but you have to special order that and call in advance for them to make it." Another bite, another block of travel.

“And the small is what, about a quarter kilo of meat? Why so much disparity?"

Vvilfred shrugged. “Why not? Jysar and oaira are both pretty small races, smaller even than humans. Then there's saurossins which go from a meter tall to bigger even than me. Cien are usually pretty large compared to humans, and errov – that's me – also range from tiny little lithe deer-like folks to horses and bovine. You'll see soon enough, but there's a huge disparity between the sizes of the races here in Klyneth and, well, you don't want to buy something fit for a bird if you're a stallion." He took the final bite of his burger and licked his fingers as the two of them left North Klyneth.

Much of the rest of the trip to the big city was relatively silent, with Vvilfred occasionally asking if everything was okay. Jack wasn't asking questions or having a conversation, but was happily and quietly observing, taking in the setting as time went on.

“Yeah, I'm fine." He said as he smiled and leaned out the window. “Just taking it all in."

This seemed to satisfy Vvilfred's curiosity enough that he kept quiet until spoken to again. This wasn't a case of him being offended, but him being sensitive to Jack's needs. He knew and understood that everything that happened to Jack from this point forward was a new experience and that he needed to absorb it all on his own terms without some nosy stallion butting in.

Everything was so familiar and yet so foreign to Jack. He had that exact same feeling as he was coming into North Klyneth from the woods and the lake, but this was so similar. As they approached the metropolis that was Central Klyneth, he saw that the buildings were shaped like normal buildings with twist. Many of them were square with windows, but the taller buildings were all built like steps with what looked like parks and trees growing on the top floors. Many of the apartment buildings were variable sizes – presumably for the different races that lived there – and some buildings were rounded or even futuristic looking despite the overall feel being fairly homely.

The other vehicles on the road were all pretty rudimentary as well, aside from the fact that there were a half dozen distinct sizes from tiny little single person cars and bikes to massive trucks meant to house the larger creatures. Above the highway, he noticed that there were flying folks soaring overhead while staying in line with the roadways below. Jack took this to mean that there must have been some sort of law on the books that limited the airspace for the sake of order. He could have asked, but didn't feel the need to prod with every little question.

Upon entering Central Klyneth, he found that the metropolis was very similar to what he was used to with a few minor differences that really set the place apart. First and foremost, there were trees and other forms of foliage everywhere. Between the streets they drove on and the walkways, there were gardens and grasses and ferns and trees creating a distinct barrier between where people walked and they drove. Furthermore, almost every building had some sort of vegetation on their roofs or on the balconies on their second floor and above.

Central Klyneth was a metropolis in every sense of the world, yet the greens and browns and every other color of the rainbow that were on the plants gave it an otherworldly feel that made it seem both familiar and unique at the same time. There were even streams and rivers flowing throughout in any location that there wasn't concrete or vegetation – this ensured the whole city had a natural feel.

The other major difference was that buildings and doors were not uniform in size. Some establishments had huge, castle-like front gates and doors with moats and turrets. Some buildings – at least on their ground level – were made to look like medieval castles, with thick stones for brick and aesthetics. However, the closer Jack looked, the more obvious it was that these castle walls were little more than decoration, meant to make the bottom two or three levels of the skyscrapers an homage to ancient times. The actual build of the structures was more in line with what he expected.

It wasn't long at all before they arrived at The Near and Dear, a locale which housed a similar look to many of the other establishments in the city, except it looked like the castle-themed elements were blended with that of a tavern and that was all there was to it. No protruding skyscraper shooting into the sky even though there were dozens of far taller buildings surrounding it. The Near and Dear itself was two tall stories high and was nearly half the size of a city block with parking to one side and what looked like a restaurant or pub-styled deck on the other side. When they pulled up to park, he saw that the building was hexagonal with three sides being longer than the others.

“We're here." Vvilfred said as he pressed a button to roll up the windows and put the truck in park. “I know you're new around here and therefore very prone to asking a bunch of questions, but do me a favour and try to not ask those questions from a place of judgment. I don't know where you're from or what sex work is like there aside from it being bad, but here it's just another job. I would be grateful if you try to keep any negative feelings about it bottled up inside."

The stallion's words of caution made Jack hesitate. “Are you okay? You seem worried."

Vvilfred nodded. “I am fine, but I am also a little worried. The way you speak of sex work is quite unpleasant, and while I can tell your intentions are pure I don't want to give people the impression that you are looking down on them. For the people who work here, this is a dream job, something they love. They get enough undue hatred from certain religious groups and traditionalists as it is; a vocal minority who find what they do to be unbecoming. So please, try to not invoke such feelings."

“I admit that might be hard if I'm here to ask questions, but I will keep it in mind. Above all else I just want to make sure everyone's happy and safe. Concern is not the same as judgement, I hope."

“Glad to hear it."

Both of them hopped out of the truck and headed to the front door and were greeted by a friendly looking scaled fellow who walked by. “Oh hi! A human! Not a lot of those around here!" He reached out with one of his talons to shake Jack's hand. “What brings you to Central Klyneth?"

Jack felt awkward but took the fellow's hand and shook it. “Not sure, actually! Mostly curiosity. Never seen so many non-humans before!"

The reptilian one's eyes went wide and his slitted pupils dilated. “Really? Where in the world are you from that you've not seen many agens?"

“Agens?" Jack asked, suddenly curious. “What's that?"

Vvilfred poked in to answer. “It's the proper term for non-human. A long time ago there was a conflict where the humans of Balico attempted to assume dominion over saurossins, jysar, cien, and oaira. They used the term non-human to devalue the lives of anyone that wasn't human, so after that conflict ended the Unified Coalition of All of Us – the UCAU – determined that, from that day forward, the term for all sentient races as one would be agens. It actually includes humans, but some humans still call themselves people. It's complicated."

“Whoa, how do you not know that?" The reptile asked Jack, baffled.

“He's got some pretty strong amnesia. We're not sure if it's potion-induced, spell-induced, or purely physical. Either way, I'm trying to introduce him to Klyneth and see if he remembers anything."

The scaled bloke grinned and slowly nodded. “And you're taking him to a brothel to see if some sexy time restarts his memory? I get ya. Good on ya!" He pointed some finger guns and turned to be on his way. “You two have fun! Seriously, a lot of fun!"

Jack raised a finger to interject, taken aback. “Well that just happened."

“What did?"

“Seemed really nonchalant about the idea of me having my mind magically wiped. Is magic really that common in this world? Is mind wiping a thing that I might actually need to worry about?"

Vvilfred nickered and tossed his mane, slapping Jack on the shoulder with enough force to knock the human off balance. “Oh skies above, no. I mean, magic is common and I heard it's possible to use a spell to make a person forget, but what I just described to him is the plot to a show called 'Mind Over Matter'. Similar thing to what happened to you happened to the human main character, only in the show he had some impressive magic that seemed to act of its own volition. Like his magic was its own seperate entity, a parasite or alternate personality protecting the physical host. It's pretty popular."

The two of them paused for a moment, starting at each other while wondering what to say next.

“Well, alright then." Jack spoke up with a smile. “So I learned that today, let's head on inside. I'm excited to see what's in store for me."

“Got it." Vvilfred pushed through the doors and motioned for Jack to follow. “Welcome, to The Near and Dear!" He was clearly playing up the fake drama and was barely holding back a laugh.

Inside, the Near and Dear was almost overwhelming at first. To the left was a fully stocked and loaded pub or tavern, with gnarled wood floor, a full bar and grill in the corner, dozens of traditional pub-style tables, and a raised stage for performers. The ceiling of that area of the room was exposed, showing beams and pipes and gas lines that were all decorated with posters and scarves and hanging lights making it look very rustic and simple.

To the right was a restaurant that was more fully filled in and higher-class in appearance even though some of the seats still carried some of the rustic charm from the tavern side. The kitchen was behind a sterile-looking steel overlook and there were lovely chandeliers hanging from the ceiling to give that side a bit of a soft yellow glow. Somehow, the restaurant balanced itself well between high class and rustic, making it quite inviting to Jack.

But the center of The Near and Dear was what was most fetching to Jack's eye. Directly in front of them was a peach and magenta dragon standing behind a kiosk acting as concierge. Behind him was a lobby with a spiral staircase leading both to the basement and to the second floor. Up on that second floor, Jack could see what looked like hotel rooms lining the edges of the building just beyond a balcony that connected to the spiral staircase. On the opposite side of the staircase there was one large red and black door that bore the name 'Neera' on it.

Given the speech that Vvilfred had given Jack earlier, he presumed that Neera was the owner or manager of the place, and that's where he'd end up going.

But the most mysterious place was just past the stairs but on the main level. Closed off by all and apparently accessible only by two swank-looking swinging doors and guarded by two massive equines was another room that appeared to be a third of the building's total floor space but was completely hidden without any view from the front door. Jack was curious, but wasn't able to ask before the concierge dragon spoke.

“Hey there, Vvilfred." He said. “Brought a friend, I see! Wait, is that the human that you caught at Great Sapphire Lake this morning? He's so cute!"

Jack wasn't sure if he should blush or be angry.

“Yes, this is Jack. Jack, this is Rime – he's the main enforcer here. There's not a lot of trouble, but if there is he takes care of it."

“Pleasure to meet you, Jack." Rime said while offering his Talon for a shake, which Jack happily took. “What brings you folks here?"

Vvilfred slapped Jack on the back again with the same strength he had earlier, making Jack wonder if maybe he was being too rough on purpose or for fun. “Well, between you and I, Jack isn't familiar with how we do things around here and would love to meet Neera to make sure everything's doing well. You know, no abuse of power or anything."

Rime raised an eye and cocked his head to the side as he glanced sidelong at Jack. “So, you're an inspector, are ya? Well no problem, I'll have you know we not only pass the regulations with flying colors but you'll soon find that we are the gold stand-"

“I'm not an inspector." Jack interrupted with a casual wave of his hand. “I'm just curious. Where I come from certain jobs that require intimacy are often done against the participant's will. I'm here to have my eyes open and to grow comfortable in a new world."

“O-oh! Well that's cool. Her office is up on the second level directly in front of you. Can't miss it. Normally I'd pat you down, but if you're with Vvilfred I trust ya. Head on in." Rime motioned for Jack to pass on by, so both he and Vvilfred did so.

Jack, still glancing around to take it all in, laughed. “Why didn't you order food here instead of that fast food joint? This place seems far classier!"

“It is." Vvilfred confirmed. “But sometimes I just want shitty garden burgers that are far better than they have any rights to be. However, now that we're here and I'll likely be here all night, I'm gonna go get a drink. You go ahead and explore. Any open doors are free to pass through, but if a door is closed, knock before going in."

“Words to live by." Rime added from his spot at the concierge desk.

Jack nodded and continued checking out the main area before letting his eyes return to that mysterious door opposite the front gates. “So what is behind that door?" He asked, not caring if it was Rime or Vvilfred who answered.

It was Vvilfred, who turned and answered while walking backwards towards the bar. “That's the performance art area, more commonly known as the strip club. That's where they do live sex demonstrations and a bunch of other kinky stuff. You should check it out tonight if you're bored; I'll cover your entrance fee." After answering, he spun and made the last few steps towards the bar before sitting down, where a two-toned purple naga served him with a smaller hybrid of wolf and deer was off cleaning dishes and wiping the bar itself.

He couldn't help but blush at watching some outlandish sex act, but still chose to go on his quest to Neera's office. He did feel awkward going to see someone who didn't know he was coming, so he stalled for a bit by better surveying the rest of what he could see on the ground level, including only two groups at tables in the restaurant – one comprised of avians, the other of felines – as well as a rowdy group of rambunctious reptilians jumping about in the corner booth of the tavern.

The last thing he saw before he reached the bottom of the spiral staircase in the middle was a glimpse of Afearnia slipping out from the restaurant kitchen in her work uniform, a white chef's smock covering her front with her sleeves rolled up to her knees and a distinct hat.

She noticed him as well and waved to him. “H-hey! Jack! What are you doing here?" She then pulled her hat off and hung it on a nearby rack before jogging around to see him. When she reached Jack, she saw Vvilfred at the bar ordering a drink. “Oh, he must have wanted to come."

“Actually, it was my idea. Just curious about how things work around here." He was noticing how frequently he used the word 'curious' and pledged to stop using it for fear of it losing its meaning. “Mostly just satisfying my professional desire to understand different cultures."

“Oh? Well I'm off for a few hours soon in between the dinner rush and closing, if you wanted me to give you a bit of a tour; once my shift is up I stick around until it's time to go home. Therris is upstairs in his room but doesn't expect much in terms of clients until the restaurant closes down. Maybe we can all give you a bit of a demonstration?" She traced a finger down his chest and winked, the very tip of her tongue sticking out past her pierced lip. “You know, if you're comfortable with that."

A shiver ran up Jack's spine as he tried his best to suppress his response. “W-we'll see. Or now I'm just asking questions, you know? Getting to know the place. And, uh, we've already, uh-" He trailed off when thinking about her tight passage from earlier that day. “You know, we already did, so I'm not all that sure it's necessary."

Afearnia shrugged. “Who said anything about necessary? It's fun!" She turned back to see a rather large black canine tapping his wrist from the door that led to the kitchen. “Ah shit, Chef Asof's timing my break. Gotta go!" She leaned in, pecked Jack on the cheek, and quickly hurried back to the kitchen, where she got back to work next to a giant pot full of what Jack assumed was soup or sauce.

With that little distraction over with, he made his way up the stairs to the second floor, where he tiptoed over the catwalk to the carpeted floor of the hallway that surrounded the balcony. It was odd to him, because once he made it to the second floor it was like the aura of the whole establishment changed; as long as he didn't look down it felt like he was walking the halls of a high-class hotel with soft yellow lights in the shape of lanterns illuminated the second floor, with a dozen doors leading to a dozen rooms around the outer rim of the building.

Each of these doors had a name on it, like one might expect a celebrity to have on their dressing room when on set of a film. Therris' name could be seen on the closest door to the right, and it was accented by cute little flowers and carvings on the door to make his room stand out. Jack wanted to knock on that door, but figured he'd speak to Neera first.

After taking in a long, deep breath to compose himself, he knocked three times on the big black and red door and waited for an answer.

“Come on in." A soft yet powerful voice came from within.

He turned the latch and pushed the door open to see the boss sitting at her desk, completely naked while doing paperwork. The only two windows to the outside were behind her desk, with light streaming in over her and obscuring her face or the definition on her exposed breasts. She looked up and pushed her mane away from her face. “Well hello there! I wasn't expecting you."

Somewhat caught off guard, Jack motioned to leave. “I can come back later, if you'd like."

Neera stood up tall, pushing her chair out behind her while exposing her entire naked form. “Nonsense. Come on in, have a seat! Can I get you a tea?" She stepped out from behind her desk and walked over to a small table next to what looked like a dominatrix trunk, her every step swaying her hips and exposing her plot under her high-raised tail. “Have you got a preference?"

Jack shook his head, still somewhat shocked by how nonchalant she was being. “No, I suppose not. Well, maybe, but I'm not really thinking straight right now." He confessed as he closed the door behind him. “Forgive me."

“Nothing to forgive, darling. They're just nipples, though. I have them, you have nipples under that shirt I imagine, and pretty much every other mammal has them." She pumped and flicked her tail as she turned the tea kettle on. “So what can I do for you? Not often we have folks randomly popping into my office without prior meetings scheduled. It's not a complaint, is it?"

“No, no. Definitely not a complaint. I just have a few questions, is all." He explained, trying his best to alleviate any concerns she had about his intentions.

She turned to face him, perky breasts pointed directly at his face while her anatomically correct mare vulva poked out from between her thighs. “Oh, so an inspection then? I wasn't expecting one today but that's fine. We operate ethically."

“Not an inspection. I'm not from any public safety or health organization and I'm not from a news outlet. I'm really nobody around these parts, I'm just curious." He slowly stepped up so that he was hovering just behind the chair opposite Neera at her desk, deliberately positioning himself so she couldn't see the erection that was forming a bulge in his pants. “So, you say you operate ethically; what exactly do you mean by that? What makes this establishment special in that regards?"

Neera returned to her big comfy chair and sat down with her legs spread and one hoof up on a stool between her and the desk; this pose parted her chestnut-fleshed vulva to reveal a slit of bright cherry pink inside. She was clearly aroused, but it was not clear why. “Well, we pay all our sex workers well with no discrimination between races or genders. Equal work for equal pay, you know? Plus, like many other sex work locations in the area, we offer comprehensive benefits with medical, dental, and pharmaceutical needs covered. That includes potions, of course." She leaned in close, as if to tell a secret. “And that is one policy that folks around here love to indulge since it makes work so much more fun than it would be if they were going in naturally."

“You don't, say, force your employees to do that, do you?" Jack asked with a gulp, trying his hardest to not steal a glance down her chest to get another look at her loins.

She leaned back again, resuming the position with her leg up and thighs parted. “Skies above, no! Never! I give them the option to do whatever they want. They set their own schedules, have their own unique terms of service, and each of their rooms are outfitted with the best emergency alert system available. Health and safety are top priority here, with employee satisfaction a close runner-up. I mean, it's still a job and I do still expect my employees to work and be good at what they do, but the autonomy I give my sex workers is top notch, a rung higher than our competitors. The only real demand I have is that every one of my employees – sex worker or not – has to be comfortable with it."

Given the shift in tone, Jack's erection was subsiding enough that he felt comfortable sitting down in the chair rather than stand awkwardly behind it. “Comfortable with what, exactly?"

“The permeating aura of sexuality at The Near and Dear. There will be folks who are nude and aroused in the tavern and restaurant, same as if they were in the club. There might be sex acts happening in plain view, and my employees are encouraged to join if they wish. Don't worry, though, there are well-stocked restrooms on all three levels of the building, from the customer restrooms on the main floor to the employee restrooms in the basement and the more traditional bathrooms on the second floor – that's here. I also have my own in the corner, there." She pointed back to where a small door was located on the wall next to the windows behind her desk and chair.

“How can you be certain that your employees aren't here against their will? I mean, I've seen and heard far too many instances of people being forced into sex work even though they appear to be happy with what they do. How can you ever be sure that you're not perpetuating a deadly cycle?"

Without missing a beat – despite looking annoyed at the question, Neera answered, “Psychics."

“Excuse me?"

“You heard me. I have on our payroll Dr. Valencia Freyens one of the only certified psychics in the region. I have her evaluate every single one of my employees before they get the job to ensure that this is something they want to do. Sex work is hard and taxing on the mind and soul to those who-"

Jack interrupted her by waving his hand, silencing the mare. “Wait a minute, hold on. You are honestly saying that you hire based on the testimony of a psychic? How is that reliable?"

Neera seemed confused. “Why wouldn't it be? She's certified."

“But she's a psychic? I mean, by default aren't psychics, you know, lying? Isn't the whole point of a psychic to do a cold reading and sort of prod until they get a vague answer that the client likes?"

The mare's expression went from confused dismay to soft and kind. “Oh, dear. Maybe at one time, but it hasn't been like that for years. Psychics used to be frauds, but Dr Valencia Freyens has proven, time and time again, under rigorous scientific demands, that her capabilities are true. She's been able to pass tests all over the world with different researchers verifying her abilities, recreating results with one hundred percent accuracy for years now. I get her to read the minds of my employees to search for insecurities or ill intent. If she finds any evidence in there of force or unwanted coercion, we take action. We can't have someone in our team that isn't comfortable with the job, so we give them a sort of parting gift in the form of a month's worth of wages. That way they can find a job that suits their desires and will."

All of this seemed too good to be true, but she spoke with such casual conviction that Jack had a hard time remaining skeptical. “And...and, uh, you stand by this person?"

“Yes, unequivocally. She and Professor Ilorek Rovairre have never steered me wrong and in a decade of operations we've never had an instance of an unwilling employee mucking up our reputation. If doubt is found, then we have therapists for that. If we have an employee who doesn't love what they do or lose their passion for sex work, we find out why and make it better. Mental health is just as important to us as physical health and we put equal amounts into both. I know it might sound to perfect sounding to an outsider, but I assure you what we do here is ethical, enjoyable, and the most sex-positive experience you could have."

Jack raised a finger while his face twisted, his heart and mind both struggling to find a flaw in what she said. He couldn't fully take what she said at face value but also had absolutely no grounds from which to question her. For that reason, he smiled, bowed politely, and go back to his feet. “Sounds good! I'm not entirely convinced since I'm not familiar with the concept of real psychics, but it seems you know your stuff and are confident in your assessment. With that said, Do you mind if I take a look around? Talk to the workers and see what they say?"

“Of course! I insist you do precisely that! I mean, try to be nice about it and all, but if that's what you've gotta do, that's what you've gotta do. That said, if I find you harassing my workers, I will have you removed from the premises. Remember, I take the health and safety of my people very seriously and that includes emotional and mental as well as physical." She then crossed her legs and leaned back with her hands on her lap. “Anything else before you go?"

“That will be all, thanks!" He said, smiling and bowing before turning and hurriedly rushing out from her office. It wasn't until he closed the door behind him that he theorized that she may have been flirting with him. He didn't even take the tea she was offering, but he felt like he really had to move on.

However, once he was outside, he saw a rather pleasant and familiar sight as Afearnia was making her way up the spiral staircase towards him. She smiled and waved at him, stumpy tail wagging at him. She wasn't wearing any of her chef's uniform and instead was wearing only a very skimpy tank top and a skirt so short he could almost see the pink of her fortune cookie poking out the bottom. “Hey there!" She yipped at him, picking up the pace to eagerly meet him. “How was the meeting?"

“Brisk." Jake said simply, eyes narrowing as he looked her up and down. Part of him was eager to make a move on her just to see how she reacted, but the rest of him was still a little distracted by the circumstances of what Neera had explained to him. “Mind if I ask you a question?"

She shrugged. “Ask all you want. If I don't wanna answer, I just won't!"

That seemed fair to him. “Neera mentioned a psychic that she hires named Dr.-"

“Val! Yeah! Doc Val is pretty awesome. Comes around every month to make sure nobody's in a bad place or harboring negativity towards the work. Great gal!" She answered before he could finish.

This actually did wonders to alleviate Jack's concern. As his primary goal was to convince himself that the sex work here was ethical and not a form of sex trafficking, her enthusiastic response that served both as an answer and a cross-reference to what had been told to him prior lent a lot of credibility to the claims. He still wasn't sure if Psychics were real, but he was increasingly sure that the people here believed in this Dr Valencia. He did have one more question, though. “You don't find the idea of someone prodding around in your head a little intrusive?"

Once again, she shrugged. “A little, I suppose. But when it's for the greater good and as a health precaution I'm okay with it. I mean, I find pap smears and pyometra tests pretty invasive but that doesn't mean I refuse them if it means I stay healthy, you know?" She sidled up next to him and wrapped her arm around his waist, the warmth of her body tickling his. “Come on, let's go somewhere private. Well, private-ish." She knocked on Therris's door and waited for a response.

“Come in!" Therris called out.

Afearnia pushed through the door with Jack in tow and rushed to close it behind them. Before them sat Therris, nude on a chair with his legs crossed and his cellphone in hand. He looked up and smiled, the tip of his tail flicking back and forth as he saw his lover and new friend. “Well hello! Wasn't expecting either of you so soon!"

“Asof let me off a bit early after I explained Jack's presence." Afearnia explained. “And it sounds like he's been doing a bit of investigative journalism concerning what goes on here."

“Well, I wouldn't go that far." Jack cautioned, clearly a little uncomfortable with what she said. “More like alleviating some natural anxieties I have, you know? Sex work is something of a trigger for my protective nature and I just want to make sure that this is something you actually enjoy instead of something you're forced into."

Therris uncrossed his legs to reveal his genital slit in much the same way Neera had done prior. “An admirable thing to do, certainly! Don't worry, Jack. The only forcing anyone does on me is forcing cock into me as I beg for more." He got to his feet and ran his fingers through his hair, tail curling around the foot of the chair he was on. “Why so concerned? You're clearly not from around here, so why take so much interest in the welfare of people you just met?"

Jack shrugged and flinched as he felt Afearnia sidle up behind him and wrap her arms around his upper body. “Ah! Oh, uh, well it's just in my nature, you know? I can't remember who I was prior, but I do know that sex slavery is just the most heinous of crimes and it's far more widespread than you might think." He then relaxed as he leaned into Afearnia. “But it seems like you guys are happy. It may take me some time to battle with my preconceived notions about your profession, but I'm wo-"

“Calm yourself." Afearnia whispered into his ear, her voice soft. “Would it help if we give you a bit of a demonstration?"

Almost as a matter of defeat, Jack slumped over and slowly shook his head, eyelids gently closing as he sighed and silently laughed to himself. He wasn't sure if a demonstration would help, but it was nice to be propositioned. He needed something to take his mind off the negative thoughts he had swirling about inside his mind ever since first hearing about this place and both Afearnia and Therris had shown they were not only comfortable with casual sensuality but seemed to seek it out.

“Yeah, sure." He answered, gently leaning back into Afearnia's chest. “I could use it."

“Glad to hear it." She said in a gentle voice as she wrapped both hands over his shoulders and pulled him back onto a nearby bed with her. The two flopped back and Afearnia scooted her way towards the pink and red pillows near the headboard, spreading her legs so that Jack could clearly see her swollen chocolate-colored vulva poking out under the skirt. In fact, not only did she expose herself, but her flesh was moist and dripping, hungry for him.

This did come across as strange, since they had fooled around earlier that day and he was shocked she could still be needy after he filled her on the beach. However, it had been many hours since then and it appeared she had worked up an appetite for cock once more so Jack allowed himself to indulge in her once more by getting on all fours and leaning into her. He rubbed his cheek against her inner thigh and nibbled at the fur there, lightly sniffing at the air to get a pleasant waft of her aroma, trying his best to act like a canine to perhaps make her feel more comfortable.

Unfortunately for him, such graciousness was not appreciated. Afearnia cradled his chin and forced him to look up at her. “You aren't a dog, Jack. You're a human. You don't have to act to make me happy, understand?"

He blushed a bit. “I just like to make sure my partners are-"

“Then use your fingers and tongue. Don't act like a dog, mmkay?" She gave him one last wink and a grin before leaning back and easing into position with her legs spread and pussy exposed to him. While there, she peeled off her tank top and tossed it to the side while nestling in between pillows.

Behind Jack, Therris crept up and lightly tugged at the human's hips, tugging him back and grinding the bulge of his genital slit between Jack's rump cheeks through his pants.

This sudden bit of extra attention made Jack whimper a bit and instinctively unbutton his pants, pulling them down and struggling to kick them away without interfering with Therris's position. He then hoisted himself up and peeled his shirt off and tossed it to the side as well, content to be fully nude with his new friends. Under most circumstances the emotional whiplash from paranoid inquisitor to eager participant in a threesome may have been exhausting, but Therris and Afearnia made it work.

Once he was fully nude with his rump – still lightly throbbing from when Vvilfred had his way with him – exposed to Therris, Jack leaned back into Afearnia with an aggression he had hitherto been holding back in the interest of politeness. He wrapped both his arms around either of her thighs and pulled her in closer as he pressed his lips to hers, pecking at her vulva in a kiss before slipping his tongue into her and tugging gently at her clit ring. He immediately felt his cock swell to nearly a full erection as the combination of her sweet flavor and scent mixed to tickle him just right.

As his tongue danced over her folds, she clenched her loins and made her lips dance back, skin peeling away and clitoral hoop jewelry tapping him on the nose as she squeezed out some of her arousal directly onto his tongue, which he hungrily lapped up and swallowed. She bit her lip and flicked her ear as she gripped the pillows next to her and pushed into him, the edge of her skirt rubbing against Jack's brow as he struggled to keep up close to her. Once she saw how much he was trying to ignore the garment in his way, she excitedly unbuttoned it and peeled it off while tensing up her legs to keep pushing down against his face to ensure his lips never left hers.

Jack was greatly appreciative of this and happily pushed back into her, forcing his lips to part hers with such force that his teeth accidentally snagged her clit ring. Luckily for him she barely noticed and he was able to keep at her, tongue and lips pecking and sucking her flesh up until he got distracted by the sensation of Therris rubbing his bulge up against Jack's rump. Curious and a little worried, he glanced back and gulped – both in nervousness and to swallow the flavors he'd been lapping up – to smile in encouragement. “Go on. I had some potions back at the house so I think I should be good to go, if that's how they work."

Therris nodded and leaned over Jack's exposed rump. “Don't worry, dear. That potion will remain in effect until morning at least. Means I don't have to be gentle unless you ask me to."

Jack blushed as he wondered how to respond to that. The thought of being pounded hard was quite appealing to him even though Vvilfred had been relatively gentle, but at the same time he didn't want to risk asking for more than he could handle. Rather than take a commanding role, he just lowered his gaze and turned back to Afearnia. “You do whatever you like. I trust you to have fun and not hurt me." He offered, gently pushing back into Therris's emerging bulge.

“Just say your safe word and I'll slow down." Therris insisted, then paused when he realized that their prior conversation about safe words had not concluded. “Chili. That's your safe word. That or cinnamon. Chili means stop, cinnamon means slow down. Make sense?" He pulled back and rubbed his groin, the pressure aiding to peel back his slit flesh and expose the unraveling length of his member.

All Jack could do was meekly nod and push back, eager to feel that hybrid stallion flesh against his hole. He was immediately and pleasantly surprised when he felt a warm smear of precum soaking him between the cheeks followed by a swelling that applied a constantly increasing amount of pressure against his pucker, something he couldn't help but relax and allow to slide into him.

The very moment he felt Therris's thick yet stil semi-flaccid, half-equine cock dilating his flesh, he felt his own member finish its own swelling to full erection, dripping precum onto the bed. For a brief moment he seriously considered moaning 'cinnamon' to perhaps get some towels to put down, but before he could say anything he felt the sudden expansion of cock flesh stiffening inside him, both growing in length and width as the very tip forced itself deep into his bowels.

He curled his toes and whimpered as he grabbed the sheets next to Afearnia's rump, bracing himself against Therris. His attention to Afearnia's pussy took a bit of a dive, but he didn't think about that as he was focusing on the throbbing mass of flesh that was pulsating against his insides, inflating within hm and adjusting his bowels as it grew. What felt surprisingly nice against his cheeks were the warm scales of Therris's thighs pressing against him, the scales and supple fur tickling him just right.

Only once Therris began to slowly thrust and pull out did Jack reaffirm his focus on Afearnia's pussy, using the jerking motion that came from being thrust upon to plunge his tongue into her while sucking her lips and biting her clit ring. She grabbed him by the hair and started grinding up against his face, so he pulled on her thighs again and started getting increasingly aggressive with her by using his tongue as a dildo and his lips in the most passionate of kisses he could fathom.

He wasn't sure if maybe it was the distorted nature of how time felt to him when in the throes of passion with two stunningly adept lovers, but it didn't seem to take too long before he felt his own pleasure building up deep inside him, threatening to burst out. It was the combination of the scents and flavors that he was taking in all while his prostate was steadily massaged by the engorged cock tip that Therris kept rhythmically pumping in and out of him.

Above all else, Therris was sure to not go too hard on him. He was steady and firm, but never quite made it to any level that could hurt Jack and Therris knew it. That's why, when he reached around and felt Jack's throbbing cock, he nuzzled in close and whispered in his ear. “You mind if I go a bit faster? I'd love to fill you with my seed."

Without taking his lips off Afearnia's pussy, Jack nodded and clenched his rump to squeeze a bit harder, urging his partner to have fun. He wasn't ready for more, but he braced himself anyway.

After offering a gentle kiss to the cheek and a lick that trailed back to behind Jack's ear, Therris got himself into position behind his human partner and wrapped both hands around Jack's hips and steadily increased his thrusting until he was at the level of vigor and speed that a wild stallion would offer a mare when in a hurry.

The vast increase of friction mixed with the steadily leaking precum made Jack's bowels tingle and shudder in delight, his rump end so overloaded with pleasure that he couldn't keep the focus on Afearnia for a second time. In much the same way as last time, he tried to pay attention to her and give her the pleasure he desired, but he was nearly losing his lucidity as nothing but pleasure and orgasmic delight overtook him. His mind was so scrambled by the aggressive thrusts that pounded his rear that his eyes rolled back into his head and a meek whimper came out of him.

Amidst all the thrusting and slapping and violent tugging at his hips, Jack hadn't even noticed that the pleasure that built up inside him had hit its plateau and had started coaxing little spurts of his own seed onto the bed alongside every one of Therris's thrusts.

Both Afearnia and Therris noticed this, so Therris wrapped his arms around Jack's torso and gave a few more pumps before rolling onto his back with Jack laying down on top of him, cock up and oozing human seed onto his belly. From there, Afearnia got up and stood over the both of them, straddling Jack from above while squatting down, taking his throbbing cock into her as she started to gyrate and push down against him.

She kept this up as Therris clenched his loins to keep grinding into Jack, his thick cock forming a subtle bulge in his belly while Afearnia pushed back, squeezing him between them.

By this point, Jack was almost entirely lost in a realm of pure pleasure as his toes kept curling, his fists kept balling up in an attempt to grab something, and his cock kept pumping cum into Afearnia while his rump kept constricting around Therris.

All at once, he gave one final, audible whimper as he gritted his teeth and growled, every muscle in his body clenching at once as his balls tugged inward and his cock head expanded. At the same time, he felt Therris's equine flare explode inside him followed by a warm spreading sensation as the hybrid's seed seeped deep into Jack's bowels. Afearnia pressed her hand to Jack's belly, squeezing down against Therris through his abdominal wall, further enhancing the sensations.

Jack bucked and thrust, alternately grinding down on Therris while forcing his member to stay deep inside Afearnia's tight depths as the last of his seed erupted into her and trickled out from between her flesh and his. He was at peace, so relaxed it felt like he had just taken a bath and had a massage at the same time – the kind of massage that left a person tender from head to toe, inside and out.

Slowly, Therris let his shrinking member tug out of Jack's rump, leaving Jack feeling somewhat hollow and empty, both satisfied and wanting more. At the same time, Afearnia clenched her own loins so tight that if forced the human's member out of her with a trickle of his seed onto his belly and groin.

Content, she winked at him and hopped off both Jack and Therris to stand next to the bed. She could have immediately went to the bathroom to clean out but instead chose to bask in his glory a bit.

For that brief period of lucidity, Jack could only think about just how perfect their actions were and how fluidly they managed to time their orgasms with his. Therris, though able to finish in seconds, managed to hold off and even get into a better position just as Jack was ready to finish; Afearnia knew to take him inside her so that his ejaculation could not only be more intense but go somewhere that it would be best appreciated and stored. Even though some of his cum dribbled out of her, it was clear to him that almost all of it remained inside.

It was almost like the two were professional sex experts.

Then, in an odd case of inappropriate post-coital pillow talk, Jack rolled off Therris and curled up into a ball, sighing as he said, “Man, I wish I wasn't human." It wasn't something he actually meant to say aloud, but the reality of how tight Afearnia was and how well endowed Therris was made him wish he was anything but a boring old human. The second the words came out of his mouth he regretted saying them. At least, until they responded.

“What do you mean? Would you prefer to be a dragon? A horse? A wolf?"

He rolled back over and saw that both Afearnia and Therris were looking at him with vested interest. “What do you mean? I'm not, like, trans-species or anything." He tried to make it sound like a joke even if that might very well have been true.

Therris shook his head and smiled. “You don't have to be to be curious." He then glanced over to Afearnia; the two shared a look before Therris focused again on Jack. “If you're seriously interested in not being human anymore, we might be able to help you with that."

“No way." He responded, half way to laughing at them before he realized they were serious. “Really? Let me guess, potions?"

Afearnia bent over the bed, sure to show off her brilliant magenta eyes. “No, a potion would be far too complicated for a full species transformation. But such things are possible for a transformation expert, and we happen to know one. Are you interested in meeting her?"

Jack had never answered in the positive with such enthusiasm in his life.

“Alright, then go have a shower when you're ready. We'll get Vvilfred and we can take you to The Vore House of Klyneth first thing in the morning."

“Vore House?" He asked, “What does that have to do with anything?"

Therris leaned in to kiss Jack on the forehead. “You'll see. Come on, get ready." He hopped up off the bed to stand next to Afearnia with his arm around her waist. “Trust us, this could be the best thing that ever happens to you."

He did not waste a single second leaping from the bed and bolting to the shower, eager to learn more about this person who could perform transformation magic on him. The Vore House element did make him slightly wary, but he knew that if he had questions they would be answered if he cared enough to ask them. Besides, worst case scenario involved him waking from this extended, kinky dream.