Monster pet shop

karen_bi_uk

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The monster pet shop is open for business.

Karen your sales assistant is ready and willing to find just the perfect little sexual pet for your needs. Furry? No problem. Slimy and studded with thick caressing tentacles. We've got what you need.

Open for customers, browsers, fellow staff members.

Come join us! The Minotaur is getting horny again so got to go!

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Amanda sat at the front desk of the pet shop, twirling her hair in anticipation of the first customer. Her heavy bust pressed against the tight white fabric of her uniform shirt, and the tiny skirt she wore showed off her long smooth legs. She was a trained saleswoman, her knowledge of furry pets almost encyclopedic. She was ready to make her first sale, by any means necessary.

(OOC: This thread is open to everybody. Stop in and adopt a pet!)
 
Mal walks into the dimly lit store, clipboard held loosely against his side, a pen sticking out of the breast pocket of his white lab coat. A bell jingles above his head as he passes through he door, and a smiling face pops out from one of the aisles, bright orange hair bobbing as she appears. He walks up to her and says, "Hi, I'm Mal, I was told this was the new Monster Pet Shop, would I be correct in that assumption?"
 
"Why assume when you can just read the sign?" Amanda joked. "This is the right place. What can I do for you?" The Brunette asked, looking over the man.
 
Derek had been quite excited when he heard about the new shop. This was something he had always thought about getting. As he walked into the store, after double checking the address twice. The girl behind the counter was certainly attractive. "I'm wondering what you have in stock right now?"
 
Amanda looked up to see a new person enter the store. "Talk to Karen, she can help you." She said to the man in the lab coat before turning to the newcomer. "We have a wide variety of pets. We seperate them into gender and domestication groups. Domesticated pets are trained, educated, self-sufficient, and ready to move into almost any home. The wild ones are a little more work, but also a bit cheaper. Do you have anything in mind? Any particular species you like?" Amanda asked the man with a charming smile.
 
Derek smiled as the salesgirl approached. "I was thinking more domesticated and fox." He admired her ravenous figure. While he knew a wilder one might be cheaper, he wasn't sure if he himself could handle a wild one like that.
 
"I think I know the perfect girl for you!" Amanda said happily, leading the man through the maze of the shop to the desired section. She led him through long hallways lined with doors. "Every door has a pet behind it. They all have their own personal environments. Though most of the domesticated pets live in what are basically small apartments." Amanda explained stopping in front of one of the doors. "So here's a girl I think you'd like. But if you don't like her you don't like her. The customer is always right. The pets also already have names, but you can always change them." She explained.

Amanda opened the door on what looked like a small one room cabin. Sitting on a bed in the corner reading a book was the fox girl. "This is Didi. She's perfect for a first time owner. Intelligent, self-sufficient, gentle, submissive, affectionate, and so much more." Amanda said.

Didi's ears perked up when she saw her attractive potential owner. She quickly put down her book and sat up with her arms supporting her on the bed behind her and her chest pushed out to showcase her impressive bust that was barely contained by her tight bra. "Hello there." She said in a low sultry voice. "I'm Didi. I'd love to go home with you today." She said, trying to hide her excitement behind a sedative tone.
 
Derek admired the saleslady as he followed behind her. She certainly did have a very impressive rear view. As she talked about the pet, she certainly did sound lovely. As the door was opened and he looked in, he was even more impressed. She was certainly quite attractive. The way she pushed out her chest was even more inviting.

"I'm Derek." He was finally able to say. He looks back to the saleslady, "You are right, she is quite attractive. Now you also said smart, cause I really have zero interest in a doormat."
 
"Yes, Didi is one of our best and brightest. She has what's equivalent to a college level education. We school all of our pets in the basics, math, reading, language, and that type of thing, but Didi here has gone above and beyond. She's also been trained in our pleasure schools." Amanda said proudly.

"It's true Mr. Derek sir. I was top of my class in both schools. I majored in history and submission. I can tell you about Viking culture while you tie me down and fuck me. If you'd like that type of thing." She said shyly, rising from the bed and approaching him.
 
Derek watches as she approached, loving the way she looks and smiles. He did love the way she sounded. It was also nice that she was smart, he had dated bimbos before and they were quite unspectacular in life and in the bedroom. He looks back at the sales girl, "Pleasure school?" He had heard a bit, but most of it was difficult to believe.

"But you do sound lovely Didi, exactly what I would be looking for."
 
Mal trails behind the customer and girl, jotting notes down on his clipboard as he watches this recent development unfold. He's here to speak with the manager of this erotic establishment. In order to make sure that the creatures are all recieving proper treatment, he's going to have to watch how the workers help relieve the stock. He feels his erection grow, tenting the leg of his pants, as he imagines the women being screwed hard by the assortment of animals here.
 
"Pleasure school. It's exactly what it sounds like. We teach the pets how to better satisfy their owners in the bedroom." Amanda explained.

"But don't worry. I'm still a virgin. I can suck cock like a champion, but I'm still tight and untouched. I can cook and clean, and I'll do whatever you want. You can do whatever you want to me. All you have to do is take me home." Didi pleaded, her sexy persona fading at her excitement of being potentially adopted.
 
Walking up behind Amanda, Mal places a hand on her shoulder, getting her attention.

"Excuse me, I'm part of the new certification team. I can't seem to find your manager, are you able to show me some of your methods for caring for the creatures?"

Looking over at the man and his fox, Mal continues, "It looks like they'll be fine in their own for a bit, I'm sure he wouldn't mind the privacy either."
 
"Oh!" Amanda exclaimed, unaware the man had been following them. "You scared me! Um, sure. " Amanda said. "Didi can page me when you two finish up, so have fun." Amanda said closing the door.

"You're the new guy? I thought you were coming in next week, but ok. I'm Amanda, I'm basically the second in command here. What do you need to see first?" Amanda asked.
 
Glancing down at his clipboard, he says, "Well, due to some reports of neglect from similar shops, I'm going to want to see your tentacled department first."

He smiled to himself as he lowered the clipboard to his chest, pressing it tightly to himself as he looked at her expectantly to lead the way.
 
"Ok. Right this way." Amanda said leading Mal through the maze of hallways to the water section. The entered a large room that was lined with gigantic aquarium tanks that mimicked the sea floor. "The Octo-girls and men all get their own personal tanks. We add in normal fish and plants that they find most pleasing. I'm sure you can say that there's no neglect going on here." Amanda said, giving him free reign of the room.
 
Mal took a cursory glance around him, noting some of the octo-girls watching him intently. Looking back to Amanda, he said, "While this environment is certainly impressive, I'm going to need to see how you care for their needs personally. As we both know, these creatures tend to be more physically needy than some other species."
 
"Quit beating around the bush," Amanda chuckled, "We're allowed to fuck them." She said approaching one of the tanks where one of the octo-girls was right at the glass. "This is Shiva, and she seems very interested in you. So would you like to go in with her, or have her out of the tank?" Amanda asked, while Shiva blew a kiss to Mal.
 
Mal swallowed, taken aback at how forward Amanda was, but his cock swelled in his pants as well. Adjusting his jacket, he clarified, "As wonderful as that sounds, I'm not well versed in their reproductive patterns when mating with a human, I couldn't..."

He looked at Shiva's alluring eyes as she swam seductively through the water. His concentration lapsed enough for him to accidentally drop his clipboard, revealing it to be completely blank, not containing a shred of writing.
 
"Go for it!" Amanda encouraged. "She's not trying to mate with you, just have a bit of fun. You'll love it." Amanda said, smiling as Shiva pressed her large soft breasts to the glass of her tank. "Look at the poor thing. She's so ready to go. Do you really want to deny her?" She asked. "So in the tank or out of it?"
 
Mal was completely entranced at the sight of her large boobs crushed into the tank, splayed out for him to see. His last shred of doubt disappeared, "Okay, in the tank. If I'm gonna do this, let's go all out." He removed his lab pat and belt quickly, never breaking eye contact with Shiva.
 
Amanda tapped a button and a ladder slid over to Shiva's tank. "Climb on in." Amanda smiled as Shiva eagerly swam to the top of the tank. She popped her head out of the water and smiled seductively at Mal. "Come in." She said, her voice not above a whisper.
 
Maksim the Minotaur

Powerful, flat molars crunched into the almost completely consumed femur bone, just before damp lips closed around the broken section and began sucking loudly, chasing that last bit of marrow from the center. Maksim dug for the precious fluid with his big, fat tongue before removing the small piece of bone from his mouth. It had already begun bleaching around the joint, a sure sign that the old bone was long dry and his efforts were futile. Mak flicked the small fleck of white across his enclosure, it had been almost a full day since he’d been fed fresh meat—it made him miss the old days of wayward adventurers and surprised treasure seekers—the glory days.

Maksim was a Minotaur, among the last of his kind and the very last of his clan—ancient but full of life. For some time it had been clear, the world was growing smaller and there were fewer places for the anomalies to go. The Minotaur race needed to evolve, to interbreed with more docile races or face total extinction. Mak desired to mate with a human—as they’d so clearly won the struggle for global dominance—but that task was proving rather complex.

Mak had gone willingly, when the one he knew only as “Broker” freed him from that tiny storage container that had been his home in the months following his first defeat at the hands of men, now he occupied this… this… slave market for exotic creatures, waiting to find a human woman, willing to adopt him and sire his offspring. Though he feared that his captors cared less for his aspirations of interbreeding than they did for the novelty of his cock size.

Regardless of what was to become of him, Mak refused to meekly allow them to starve him to death.

”WANT FOOD!!!” the horned creature bellowed at the top of his mighty lungs, creating a cloud of damp mist around his muzzle as he roared, ”WANT FOOD NOW!!!”

Human words were still slightly difficult for Mak, his tongue wasn’t bred for shaping such subtle sounds. His tongue was better suited to splitting oysters or cracking walnuts, though he’d discovered a few new tasks to which his tongue was suited since his relocation to this so-called shop.

Mak kicked at the door of his enclosure with one of his hooved feet. Come to think of it, his hunger for fresh meat wasn’t the only appetite his captors had been neglecting. He clacked his tongue in his mouth a few times, trying to will it smaller so that he could accurately convey his desire to mate when his jailor brought him his next meal.
 
Mal removed the last of his clothes and began climbing. Once he reached the top, Shiva embraced him, pressing her ample chest into his, wrapping her arms around him. Her skin felt slimy but soft against his, and shivers swept through his body as he kissed her hard. Suddenly, Shiva tipped backwards, pulling him over the edge towards the water. Before his head hit the water, he cried out, "Wait, how am I supposed to brea-" Shiva took him under, ecstatically spinning down through the water.
 
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