...look up the nearest porn theater.
From Create Your Own Story
You do a little digging, and find one that's relatively close - just twenty minutes down the old highway. To most, a porn theater sounds like something anachronistic these days. You wanna wank, you just pop up YiffTube or one of the million other streaming sites - but you aren't going to masturbate. It's an open secret that porn theaters these days exist for one reason - anonymous, semi-public, unprotected fucking. Oh, sure, you run into an odd fellow here or there that actually brings a condom, but for the most part, if you get fucked there, it's sans rubber.
The thought is strangely appealing. Both the risk, and the thought of actually (dare you think it) catching something from the encounter you're angling for. Sure, furrekind has wiped out a lot of the nastier STDs, but there are still a lot out there - and some take years of treatment to get rid of, during which time you're contagious and marked and you have to - NGHdammit that shouldn't be as hot as it is!
You shake the thought off, toweling quickly, and throw on a tee shirt and shorts - you won't keep them on long when you're there, you're sure of that - then tuck a few bills in a back pocket. That's all you'll need. Not like they'll actually card you - even with your baby face. The ride there is uneventful; the highway is pretty sparsely traveled since the new interstates went in. Finding the theater is easy. It's one of three businesses still open in an otherwise-abandoned shopping mall - the other two being a shop that specializes in stripper clothing and a non-adult video store that sells only VHS and Beta tapes... weird as that is.
You walk in. Past the racks of DVDs and oversized dildos, not even looking at the staff. You feed your bills into the slot. The door unlocks. And you are plunged into darkness.
It locks behind you. For a few seconds, you let your eyes adjust; in every direction, you can hear muted sounds of fucking. Moans and dirty talk, nothing intelligible. Your nose is assaulted by the smell of antiseptic and cum... gods, it makes you so hot! You shake off the thought for a second, getting your bearings. It seems like there's a theater playing straight porn to your right, and one playing gay porn to your left. There's also a staircase leading upstairs to the "FREE UNLIMITED PEEPS" - gloryhole booths, then - and "EXTREME FETISH CINEMA". Which... could mean anything from 'oh yeah this has bondage in it' to 'you mean they actually summoned a demon for this?!'. It's kind of a broad term. You think a second, and then...
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Comfortable clothes |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Mouse | |
