Ero Legacy Round 3: Hands-On Advertising at the Catspaw

The capital was always crowded during harvest season, and with the road expansion out to Alhazra completed (with the help of funding from Grastia Entertainment in exchange for a few favors), the kingdom was having its first real tourism boom. People came to see the grand palace, the remains of the Old Wall, the lavish central plaza with the statue of the king, but they stayed just long enough to spare a visit to one of Grastia Entertainment's many enterprises. Whether it was from a night in the pleasure houses, cafes or taverns, gambling dens or even buying strange goods from the goblin-run stores, Grastia found a way to fill her coffers during harvest season without selling a single cabbage or potato. The end-of-season report two years ago when they started was excellent and the report from last year was even better. This year, now they were operating in two different provinces, and Verul's new products looked promising. Lady Grastia was half-tempted to go have a look at the product demo, especially since that mutt that jizzed all over her face was being used as a test subject, but mingling with the common folk was a pain... So Grastia instead opened yet another bottle of mead and continued to ignore the paperwork smothering her desk.

The Catspaw Cornerclub was packed dense today, owing in no small part to the posters advertising Grastia Entertainment's new products. The jazz music could barely be heard over the chatter of humans and monsters alike and all the occupants were bathed in the neon glow of decorative glass tubes, lit up with a spark of magic and twisted into stylized letters and shapes. Most of the monsters were various forms of werecat, bringing drinks to the customers and making them feel at home (or, if they had a nagging wife, as far away from it as possible), but among the crowd, one might spot an ogre dragging the riffraff to the door, a slimegirl with blobby imitation cat ears and even a human girl decked out in her own kitty ears, fur mitts and little else. While there was nobody working the shiny chrome stripper pole this evening, the stage was instead filled by two smug-looking cats and a wolf-girl, bent forward in a pillory with her legs spread wide. Dangling between them was a juicy, twitching cock covered in a thin latex sleeve (the prime feature of this exhibition, the brand new "condom") ballooning with semen, and just below that was a small pan full of spent sleeves. Panting, the naked, trembling Pau opened her mouth and dared to speak over the noise.
"I'b showwy..... Imeaniiiiit...." she mumbled out to her captors with a dry throat, who only giggled in response.
"Save your breath, slutpuppy." One of the catgirls gave her a firm spank. "Apologies are between you, the boss and HR. We're just here to show off the goods for these horny fucks~"
"Speaking of..." the second werecat added. "I think this bitch needs another happy pill, don't you?" Another giggle was shared between the two, while Pau begun to look more nervous.
"Uhhhh there's like, dosage limits on those you know...!"
"Pshhh, it's an over-the-counter gelcap, how bad can it be?" Ignoring the warnings of the wolf that was actually working in the lab that made the gelcaps up until the other night, a paw forced Pau's mouth open and stuffed a pink ball of gel into her mouth. As she helped feed her victim some water to wash it down, an evil idea struck her. "Ohhh, sis, I just had a thought~"
"Prove it."
"Get her condom. She could use a new one anyway."
The two peeled off Pau's condom and put it to her lips, force-feeding Pau her own spunk to push the capsule of aphrodisiacs down her throat. Obediently swallowing with a low, humiliated whine, Pau shuddered as the two catgirls teased up her body as they waited for the drug to kick in.

"Alright folks, looks like our volunteer is ready for another round!" one of the sisters called out cheerfully, fingering a drooling dogpussy while her cock twitched helplessly. "Try out our condoms today and say goodbye to troublesome surprises and babymama drama for good! One free fuck with this naughy dog when you buy a drink or a meal!" The catgirl motioned to the nearest server, who was handing a customer a foil-wrapped packet.
"And if you need a boost, our gorgeous bartender is selling our new Pep-up Potions for 25 gold apiece! As always, provided in convenient gelcap form." the other sister added, running a hand down Pau's back as the wolfgirl's potion-pill started to pep her up in earnest. Panting, she felt her hot cock twitch and ache, yearning for release as her pussy felt frustratingly empty. Sweating, she looked around to the audience, now gaining interest again and started to fantasize.... The real punishment now seemed to be that they didn't gag her, so she had to fight with herself to avoid begging like a common whore instead of a researcher.
As men drew closer and started unwrapping their condoms, Pau felt words forming in her throat and bit her lip, trying not to say them as she anxiously eyed up the fantastic sausage buffet set before her. Dozens of dicks all wanting to savage her like a cheap piece of meat. It was getting harder to focus on anything that wasn't sex, and part of her wondered why she even wanted to. Just as she felt the word "please" rising up out of her mouth, one of the catgirls spoke again.
"Remember gents, if you wanna screw the pooch, wrap up that bone! And if your fuck makes her squirt, you walk home with box of condoms or a box of Pep-up, your choice, free of charge! She's already pumped out seven loads this evening, let's make it fourteen!"