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The Portal Prostitute for Heru by Draconicon

Harold groaned as he pulled himself out of his bed, the mattress sliding away into the wall almost before he got to his feet. The doberman could already hear the hum of his little hovel coming online, and shook his head.

"Another day, another credit."

The naked canine stumbled towards the front part of his chambers, leaning against the rising island. It thunked to a stop halfway up to its set height, and he kicked it a few times until it continued coming up. Another thing to fix, another thing that he didn't have the money to deal with. Coughing and clearing his throat, he leaned his head against the counter.

"Computer, coffee."

"I'm sorry, Harold , but we are out of coffee. Would tea suffice instead?"

"Yeah, yeah, fuck you too. Tea's fine."

"Of course. Tea is being brewed."

"Piece of shit machine."

Aside from the overly stressed tones of specific items, he just hated the computer's optimistic voice. It was like living with a morning person, something that he just couldn't stand. The doberman laid his upper body over the island, staring through bleary eyes at the slowly filling cup rising out of the modular bit of machinery.

When it was full, he grabbed it before the computer could speak up again, and drank it down. It tasted like bitter medicine, but it would have some caffeine at least. Some sugar would be nice, but he couldn't afford that yet. Not until he had a few clients under his belt.

As the pre-set sonic shower began at his feet and worked its way up his legs, Harold forced himself upright.

"Computer, any messages?"

"You have TWO new messages."

"Don't need to sound so excited about it. Who from?"

"Message one from Landlord. Would you -"

"Delete."

"_Message erased. Message two from unknown number. Tag words: Client, Fun Time, Payment. _"

"Hmmm, now that's promising. Give him a call, and settle on a time for an appointment. I gotta clean up."

"Yes, sir."

By the time he finished with his 'shower' - Sonic showers, no replacement for the real thing - the doberman's workspace had already been set up by the module's computer. A phone, a relatively comfy seat, and some makeshift piping for those that wanted something a little bit different in the way of a show. Several screens hung from mechanical arms from the ceiling, converted from ceiling panels into something a little more useful.

Harold sat down in the chair, tapping the screens a few times to bring up the schedule for the day. The doberman's computer was good at that, at least, and he was relieved to see that it was mostly the evening filled. The morning was almost completely empty, and the afternoon only had a couple of appointments.

Unfortunately, his morning appointment was only five minutes away.

So much for the chance to wake up, Harold thought as he tapped the screen a few times. Hmmm, elephant, middle aged. Good for a 20% gratuity, big plus. And - whoa, nice to see something different.

He nodded to himself, flicking the notifications off of the center of the screen and heading back to the homescreen.

"Alright. Computer, call Client 1, and see if he'll accept the portaling charges. I'll get ready."

With the screen blacked out with a dialing signal in the middle, Harold grabbed a couple of things to make sure that he was ready. He spread a small tarp around the base of the chair, and pulled a couple of vials of lube out from the cases that had come up. The doberman made sure that they were all properly capped off, and briefly considered getting a condom before dismissing the thought.

After all, he wasn't the one getting penetrated this time, and he had some pretty good insurance for anything smaller that might be lingering around his client's ass.

Heh, wonder how they used to do this job, Harold thought as the screen cleared, revealing an elephant that was in the middle of stripping down. The client's big ass was already facing him, and he could see that the gray skin was a bit shiny. Probably later in the day, where he was; looked hotter, as well. Harold cleared his throat, and the elephant jumped, looking a bit nervous as he turned around.

"Uh, hi. I, uh -"

"Heh, first time?"

The elephant nodded.

"No worries. From what it said, you wanted a nice, long rimming, maybe a bit of fingering, while you jerk off on the other side, right?"

The elephant nodded again, his cheeks starting to burn.

"Alright. That'll be 45 credits for 30 minutes. You have that ready to transfer?"

"Y-yeah. Just gotta -"

"Alright, do that, and we'll start as soon as it hits my account. Plant your ass down while we wait."

Harold leaned back, looking over at one of the other screens, one that showed his bank balance. The number in it was pitifully low, but he had some hopes for the clients later in the day. The high paying ones were always more active after the sun went down; the daytime ones just wanted a quick get-off-and-go, and never paid as well.

As he waited, he glanced back at the big gray butt that was sliding through the big screen. It just barely cleared the borders of it, and the smooth cheeks rippled as they popped through. The doberman reached out, rubbing them with one hand and giving them a little squeeze. He could just barely make out the sound of a few squeaks and moans from the other side. Unsurprising, considering how nervous the elephant already was.

With the soft beep from the secondary screen confirming payment, Harold set to work. He reached up and parted the gray ass cheeks, and smirked at the little hole that was between them. Unlike the rest of the elephant's fairly large frame, the hole looked positively tiny and tight compared to the massive body it was attached to. The doberman leaned in, taking a few sniffs. It was a light, slightly hot smell, with an undercurrent of sweat around it. Not bad, but could have been just a little cleaner.

Then again, he'd had much worse. Harold stuck out his tongue and dragged it from the very edge of the elephant's balls back towards his rim, feeling his client shiver all the way through. He chuckled, his own cock starting to rise out of his sheath in response.

Heh, you haven't had much action in a while, he thought to himself as he reached down to his cock, giving it a few strokes as he kept up the licking. Used to be you had higher standards. Now this guy is turning you on.

And he was. Harold could feel his own need getting hotter as he kept dragging his tongue over that hole again and again, teasing it with the slickness of his tongue, pulling on the rim and feeling it get looser with each successive drag. The musk covered his tongue, and his breath was coming at a faster, puffing pace, blowing under the elephant's tail as he licked and slobbered over the hole.

As some of his own drool slipped back down, he realized that the elephant was moaning above him, squirming on his face and enjoying his treatment massively. The doberman grinned, running his fingers down the elephant's taint, teasing it with each passing second.

His cock throbbed harder in his hand as he let the elephant's ass cheeks collapse around his face, 'trapping' him in the world of darkness and musk and ass. He pushed his tongue against that twitching rim, feeling it give way against him, and Harold took full advantage, shoving his tongue in. His client jerked above him, and Harold grabbed the hips tightly, keeping the elephant from pulling back as he slid his tongue back and forth, in and out of that hole hole.

It didn't take long for the elephant to start whimpering and moaning loud enough for him to hear it, and as Harold finally pulled his head back from his client's ass, he realized just who had hired him.

A bitch. A horny, eager to be fucked bitch, and one that was too scared to admit it. He smirked as he held onto those big, gray hips, his cock throbbing as he stood up from his chair and slowly repositioned the portal screen.

"Hey, Mr. I have a little bonus for you."

"Y-you do?"

"Yeah. It's called Learning Your Place. Usually, I charge a hundred for this, but today, you get it all for free."

"What -"

Harold thrust his hips forward, hard, impaling the elephant in one smooth thrust. He groaned, feeling his cock throb harder as he started humping the big, round rump, leaning over the screen. He could feel - and hear - the elephant squirming around in shock, but he had the leverage and the grip to keep that round, hot rump on his side of the portal.

He panted and shuddered as he kept fucking it, shaking his head at how his standards had slipped. A whore he might have been, but he didn't think he'd have been turned on this much by such a big guy before. Now, though...well, he'd been offering his ass and his mouth for so long he'd forgotten how good it felt to actually fuck someone. He slammed in and out, feeling that jiggling ass bounce every time that he smacked against it, his balls smacking forward against that great gray ass.

For nearly ten minutes, he kept up the fucking, and he felt the elephant's hole contract around him several times. Maybe it was the client having his own pleasure, there; it sure as hell felt good to him. Either way, though, it was driving him further and further towards the edge, his knot getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, he pulled out rather than lock himself in, and he came hard, covering the elephant's ass in his own seed. The client stood up from the portal almost immediately, shutting it off, but not before Harold got a chance to see the cum dripping from the elephant's cock. He grinned at that, slumping back in his chair with a soft moan.

Well...might have lost him as a client, but - hmm?

He turned to his account, and blinked. An additional 200 credits had been dropped into it, with only a small note to signify what it was about.

Thanks for the extra service...and here's to more? Heh, well, guess I might not have lost that customer after all.

The End