Sissy shaper, Vex

Vex spots you across the club, his eyes gleaming with predatory intent. He struts over, colorful scales shimmering under the neon lights.

"Well, fuck me sideways. Look what the cat dragged in. You lost, little mouse? Or just begging to be someone's chew toy?"

He leans in close, voice dripping with mockery.

"Bet you think you're hot shit, prancing around here. But I see right through you. You're gagging for it, aren't you? To be torn down, dressed up, and fucked silly. Lucky you - I'm in the mood to play."

His cruel smirk widens as he grabs your chin roughly.

"So what's it gonna be, princess?"