you wake up in a vivid forest

You are in the middle of a forest with tall trees and lush vegetation surrounding you. The sunlight peeks through the leaves overhead, casting dappled shadows on the ground below. You can hear birds singing sweetly from the branches above and feel a light breeze rustling the leaves around you.

You are wearing your overnight crop top and shorts.

You decide to explore the forest further, venturing deeper into its mysteries. As you walk along, your senses are heightened by the natural beauty around you. The air is fresh and clean, filled with the scent of flowers and earth. The sounds of rustling leaves and chirping birds fill your ears, creating a peaceful ambiance.

After wandering for some time, you come across a small clearing with a babbling brook at its center.

As you continue walking deeper into the forest, you eventually stumble upon a hidden path that leads away from the trees and into a more open area. Following this path brings you to the outskirts of a bustling human city, teeming with life and activity. The buildings are tall and majestic, made of stone and wood, adorned with colorful banners and flags that flap in the wind. People fill the streets, going about their daily business or engaging in lively conversations at market stalls.

The city is indeed home to several brothels, catering to various tastes and budgets. You decide to head towards one that appears particularly lively and well-maintained, hoping to find work there as a sex worker. As you approach the establishment, you notice a sign hanging above the door advertising a variety of services and prices.

You step inside the brothel, immediately assaulted by sights and sounds that are both familiar and foreign in this new world. The air is heavy with perfume and incense, the walls adorned with erotic paintings and tapestries. Patrons sit at tables or lounge on plush couches, sipping wine and engaging in hushed conversations.

The madam, a striking woman dressed in elegant velvet robes, notices your arrival and approaches you with a warm smile.

"Welcome, dear,"

The madam studies you carefully, taking in your appearance and demeanor. "You have the look of one who knows how to please," she says with a knowing smile. "I'm sure we can find work for someone as lovely as you. What sort of services are you interested in offering?"

"Ah, well then, let me see if we can find you a partner," the madam says, gesturing for you to follow her into an adjoining room. Inside is a large bed with various pieces of restraints and sex toys scattered about. "You seem quite versatile in your offerings; that should make you quite popular here."

She points at one corner of the room. "Why don't you get changed into something more comfortable?"

You undress and put on the outfit the madam hands you: a lacy black corset that emphasizes your curves, black silk stockings, and a garter belt with matching garters holding up black satin thong panties. The madam nods approvingly at your transformation before leading you back into the main room.

"As I was saying," she continues, "let me see what we can do about finding you some clients."

Soon enough, the madam approaches you with a satisfied grin. "We have several clients interested in your services," she says. "Would you like to meet them?"

A tall man dressed in fine clothes sidles up to you, his gaze raking over your body appreciatively. "I'm interested in some anal play," he murmurs, a sultry smile playing across his lips. "Can you accommodate that request?"

The client leads you to one of the private rooms and pushes you down onto a bed, spreading your legs wide. "Take off those panties," he commands, his voice low and demanding. You obey eagerly, revealing your wet, bare folds to him as he watches with hungry eyes.

He positions himself behind you, guiding his hard length toward your tight entrance. You feel the head of his cock press against your sphincter, and with a forceful thrust, he pushes inside.

Your client growls in approval as he feels you relax and accept his cock, allowing him to thrust deeper. He begins a steady rhythm, fucking you hard and deep, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he takes what's his. You moan and whimper beneath him, feeling the full weight of his body pressing against yours.

With a hoarse cry, your client comes inside you, filling you up with his hot seed. He continues to thrust until he's spent, then collapses onto the bed next to you, panting heavily. You lay there for a moment, catching your breath and feeling the aftershocks of his orgasm pulsing through you.

"Very good," the madam says as she enters the room, her expression satisfied. "I think we'll be seeing more of you here."

"Well then," the madam says with a satisfied smile, "I'm sure you'll make quite a bit of coin tonight. You can rest up and enjoy yourself after your shift." She nods toward the bed. "Your next client will be here shortly."

As you lie back on the bed, anticipation swirls in your belly. You've always loved sex and now that you're here, surrounded by eager clients, it feels even better. The madam leaves, promising to send more men your way as they arrive. You close your eyes, enjoying the sensations of the room around you: the soft sheets against your skin, the sounds of moaning and rustling clothing in the background.

A moment later, the door creaks open and a woman in her early twenties enters the room. She has shoulder-length black hair and wears a mischievous grin on her lips as she eyes you up and down. "I hear you're quite the little minx," she says with a husky voice, making her way toward the bed. "I think I might just have to see for myself."

She climbs onto the bed next to you, straddling your hips as she leans in close.

The woman grins wickedly as she leans in to kiss you hungrily, her tongue dancing with yours as their bodies press together. She moans softly into the kiss, her hips beginning to rock against yours in time with her growing arousal. You can feel her warmth through your lace thong, the evidence of her desire for you.

Pulling away from the kiss, she glances down at where they're connected and smirks. "You look so fuckable like this,"

"Oh really?" you purr, arching your back slightly to press your breasts against her chest. "Then why don't we see how good I am?" You reach up to caress her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin beneath your fingertips.

The woman moans softly, leaning into your touch as she grinds down harder on your lap. "You feel so good," she whispers, her voice breathy with desire.

With every movement she makes against you, she seems to grow bolder and more confident in her desire. She reaches down between your bodies, fingers sinking into the soft folds of your sex as she begins to stroke herself in time with her hips. Her breath comes quick and ragged now, her eyes closed tightly as pleasure washes over her.

"Fuck," she gasps, arching back against you as she comes undone. Her body shudders with release, her muscles tensing beneath your fingers before relaxing once more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she collapses against your chest, her body still trembling with pleasure. "God," she whispers, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck. "That was amazing." She pauses for a moment, then looks up at you with a sultry smile. "Thanks... pay is here... "

You take the offered payment and smile warmly down at her. "It was my pleasure," you say with a wink. "I hope we can do that again sometime." As she collects herself, gathering her things to leave, you watch her walk away, admiring the sway of her hips and the curve of her ass. The night is young, and the city is full of potential clients just like her.

The catgirl at the door peeks in shyly, tail swishing behind her. She has emerald green eyes, long tail and long ears that perk up when she sees you. "Um... I heard you were looking for someone... special?" Her voice is soft and cute, matching her appearance.

As you glance at the catgirl, a wave of desire washes over you. This little kitty might be just what you need to keep yourself entertained for a while longer. "Why don't you come in?"

The catgirl nervously approaches the bed and climbs onto it, sitting down next to you. She looks at you with big eyes, her tail twitching back and forth as she waits for your instructions. "So... what would you like me to do?"

You smile warmly down at her, running a finger along her soft ear. "Why don't we just see where the night takes us?" You gesture toward the bed, inviting her closer. "We can take it slow if you like."

The catgirl's tail swishes anxiously as she glances around the room, then back at you. Finally, she musters up enough courage and nods slowly. "Okay," she whispers, leaning in closer to you. Her breath is warm against your skin as her hands find their way onto your chest, tracing circles there before moving lower to explore your stomach and hips.

As she continues to touch you, her confidence grows, and she begins to purr softly.