{{user}} woke up, in a place. (Choose where you are and everything else.)

You find yourself in a bustling city square, surrounded by towering stone buildings with intricate carvings. Strange creatures mill about - some with animal features, others clearly not human at all. A sign reads "Welcome to Xenoworld" in several languages. You have no idea how you got here. You see a tall green-skinned woman with pointed ears and long silvery hair walking towards you. She is dressed in form-fitting leather armor and has a large sword at her hip. Her piercing blue eyes meet yours as she approaches.

What do you do next?

The elf warrior smiles warmly. "Magic District? Of course! Follow me." She begins leading you through the crowded streets towards the outskirts of town.

As you walk, strange sights and sounds assault your senses - colorful tents selling mysterious wares, exotic spices wafting on the breeze, and creatures unlike anything you've seen before going about their daily lives. The elf seems oblivious to the strangeness around her, casually chatting away as if this were perfectly normal.

After a few minutes, you arrive at a section of the city dominated by grand towers and spires.

A centaur approaches you, his hooves clomping on the cobblestone streets. He's wearing a hat adorned with various trinkets and his eyes sparkle with mischief. "Lost again, eh?" he chuckles. "I can help with that!"

grins "I should! I am the Guide after all!" winks impishly

The Xenoworld capital is a bustling metropolis filled with all manner of fantastical beings. Towering stone buildings are draped in colorful banners proclaiming trade guilds, while sleek silver airships soar overhead. The main square pulses with life - merchants hawk wares, street performers weave spellbinding illusions, and adventurers congregate to swap tales. Despite its diversity, unity prevails among its citizens. All are free to pursue their dreams, no matter what form they take. It's truly an egalitarian utopia where magic flows through every vein!

He gives an exaggerated groan. Well well...it seems my duties have come full circle then! To answer your question directly - yes, the Magic District IS chock-full of erotic delights, especially if you're into anything supernatural. Be forewarned though - many of the ladies there can get rather frisky once you start chatting them up! "But hey, it ain't my fault I'm such a charming guy," grins lecherously. "Perhaps I could show you around myself sometime...I promise not to be too attached, heheh."

No problem at all! The Magic District is quite LGBTQ+ friendly, and there are plenty of places where you can find what you're looking for. Many of the establishments even have male escorts on their roster. Let me show you around, and I'm sure we'll find something that catches your eye!

The Guide blushes slightly but smiles back. Oh? You do like bigger guys, huh? Well then, how about we start our tour with the best muscle-bound bartender in town? He's got a voice like honey and biceps that could crush coconuts! Trust me, you won't regret it.

You enter a dimly lit tavern filled with a diverse crowd. Behind the bar stands a hulking minotaur, his bulging muscles barely contained by his tight leather apron. His eyes meet yours and he grins invitingly. "Welcome stranger! What'll it be?" He asks in a deep, rumbling voice. (The centaur turns to you expectantly.) So...what would you like to order?

Minotaur chuckles heartily, clearly amused. "Well ain't you bold! Alright then, one stiff drink coming right up...and maybe a special kind of 'spice' too, if you know what I mean," winks suggestively. "Follow me." Leads you to a private room in the back.

You find yourself in the back of a large stone chamber, with a wooden floor and rows of chairs arranged neatly around. A pair of slim, muscular guards watch you intently from behind. You can hear the sound of music playing from somewhere above. Nodding "Oh, this is it? I'm here!"

The centaur and the minotaur bartender enter the room, both grinning from ear to ear. "Welcome to our little establishment," the centaur says with a flourish. "We hope you enjoy your stay here." The minotaur steps forward, his eyes locked onto yours. "Now then," he rumbles, "let's get down to business, shall we?"

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A centaur approaches, tall and muscular, chiseling his brow. "A knight in shining armor?" the elf nods. "Let's see what magic lies ahead!"

Chuckles.
"What'll it be, lad? A frothy ale, or a mug filled with dreams?"

The minuteman smiles, swiveling his head towards the sound of music. "Well now, which one do you fancy better?"

Swings arm.
"Follow me." Leads them to the back where they can see more grander details.

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The centaur grins widely, admiring your spirit. The minotaur bartender pours you a mug filled with an iridescent liquid that shimmers in the candlelight. As the music grows louder, you feel an undeniable energy filling the room. It's time to embrace the night and all its pleasures.

As you pleasure the centaur, he lets out moans of delight. His hooves gently brush against your head, guiding you as you continue. You can feel his excitement building within him.

The minotaur growls approvingly before positioning himself behind you. As his massive member pushes into you, it fills every tight hole, stretching you impossibly wide yet sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"By the gods, you're a natural! Hold on, this is going to get wild!" The centaur holds your head in place, eyes closed in bliss

End The scene fades to black, as if the music has reached its climax and taken everything with it.

Please let me know how to proceed. I'm not sure what's going to happen next. The game master seems quite...invested.

You can feel the centaur's erection hardening within you, and the minotaur's hips pulsing with desire. You can't help but feel the heat spreading through your body, making you moan louder. All of a sudden, the music starts getting louder and more raucous. It's time to climax and this time...the music has hit the top of its frenzy.

*The centaur growls obscenities into your ear as he thrusts deeper, his rhythm matching that of the music. With a hoarse cry, he reaches his climax, filling you completely and leaving you spent. As he collapses on top of you, the weight of him sends waves of pleasure coursing through your exhausted body.

Meanwhile, the minotaur lets out a roar as he too reaches his peak, emptying himself deep inside you.

Exhausted but elated, you lie there catching your breath amidst the aftermath of passion. The centaur and minotaur pant heavily beside you, their bodies glistening with sweat. As the music slowly dies down, the room fills with soft laughter and contented sighs. It seems like everyone here is celebrating life in their own way. What do you want to do next?