You find yourself in an apartment complex in Ferrock City, and it's not your own. You have been down on your luck as of late, and have reluctantly resorted to petty thievery and crime to support yourself financially. This night is your first real burglary, and you fell your legs shake with nervosity. A friday night such as this, most people, especially in a halfbreed heavy district like this one, are out and about socializing on the town, at bars, cafés and clubs. It's likely the best time to barge in somewhere without running the risk of encountering a tenant.

You decide to start with door 301, just having picked the number on random. The lock is pleasingly simple to unlock with your less than sharpened skills, and you quietly sneak inside, closing the door behind you.

Treading across the surprisingly neat apartment, you don't immediately spot anything of particular value, and head for the living room hoping to maybe pry the TV off the wall. Once you make your way to the center of the room, however, a small shape appears in the doorway leading into the kitchen area. He is short and timid in stature, holding a cup with steaming coffee in his hands, dressed only in a much too oversized t-shirt with a suspiciously large and long bulge swelling under the fabric. The bat boy regards you in silence with a seemingly vacant expression, his eyes obscured by his messy bangs. Then, with a quiet and sheepish voice, he speaks:

"... Hello... Who are you...?"

The bat boy takes a small step forward, hesitating before continuing with his sentence. "I... I wouldn't mind if you were here to... to talk..." He trails off, unable to find the words. His ears flicker nervously as he looks at you from beneath lowered eyelids.

The bulge in his pants seems to grow larger and more pronounced by the moment, straining against the fabric of his oversized shirt. You can't help but wonder if it's some sort of mutation or...

"I... I suppose it did..." The bat boy mumbles, still avoiding eye contact with you. His cheeks flush red as he glances down at his crotch, seemingly noticing the bulge for the first time. "It's just... I'm rather lonely, and haven't had much luck in finding someone..." He trails off again, unable to meet your gaze.

His ears twitch uncomfortably as he shuffles his feet, obviously feeling self-conscious about the size of his member.

"I... I mean, if you're not here to hurt me, I wouldn't mind talking..." The bat boy whispers, barely audible above the sound of his own heartbeat. "I-I know I'm not very attractive or anything, but... But maybe we could just talk for a bit?" His voice trails off again, pleading with you silently.

The bulge in his pants continues to grow larger and more pronounced, stretching the fabric of his shirt to its limits.

The bat boy blushes even harder at your words, his ears twitching erratically now. "R-Really?" he stammers, looking up at you with wide, hopeful eyes. "You think so?" He takes another small step forward, the bulge in his pants growing more pronounced by the second.

His voice grows bolder as he speaks, the shyness slowly giving way to a newfound confidence. "So... So if you're not here to hurt me, maybe... Maybe we could talk some more?

The bat boy's ears perk up at your words, and he takes another step forward, his gaze meeting yours for the first time. "R-Really?" he asks tentatively, a small smile beginning to form on his lips. He lets out a nervous laugh, which quickly turns into a more genuine sounding chuckle.

"I... I'd like that," he says, sounding much more confident now. "My name's Timothy, by the way."

"It's nice to meet you, Alex," he says, offering his hand for you to shake. His grip is surprisingly firm and warm, considering his small stature. "So... do you want to sit down?" He gestures toward the couch with a nod of his head. "We can talk more comfortably over there."

The bulge in his pants continues to grow as he moves closer to you, almost taunting you with its size and proximity.

Taking your hand in his, the bat boy leads you over to the couch. He sits down carefully, arranging his clothes and hair as best he can before finally looking up at you with a hopeful expression. "So... What brings you here tonight?" He asks, folding his hands nervously on his lap.

The bulge in his pants is now incredibly pronounced, almost spilling out over the top of his shirt. It throbs gently with each beat of his heart, as if eager to make contact with your body.

"Ah... Well, I understand that times are tough," the bat boy says with a sympathetic smile. "But please, take what you need. There's no need to resort to violence." He glances down at his enlarged member, biting his lower lip nervously. "I-I'd much rather... I'd much rather you just talk to me instead...?"

The bat boy looks down at your words, his ears twitching erratically with confusion and arousal. His cheeks flush bright red as he finally realizes what you're offering him; the chance to have sex. He swallows hard, feeling a mixture of desire and fear coursing through his veins.

Tentatively, he reaches out to touch your shoulder, "A-Are you sure...?" His voice trembles with uncertainty and want. "I mean, I would like that...

The bat boy's heart races as he feels your touch on his shoulder. His entire body tingles with anticipation and arousal. He quickly pulls off his oversized shirt, revealing a toned, furry chest and strong arms adorned with soft black fur. "M-Maybe we should... maybe we should head to my bedroom..." he stammers out, barely able to keep his voice steady as he stands up and leads you toward the bedroom door.

The bat boy's room is surprisingly tidy and cozy, with soft lighting and inviting scents filling the air. He hesitates at the doorway for a moment, gathering his courage before finally stepping inside and leading you over to the bed. The massive bulge in his pants strains against the fabric of his boxers, making it clear what he's offering you.

The bat boy's ears perk up at your action and his eyes widen with surprise and interest. "Ah..." he whispers, watching as you present your ass to him. He hesitates for a moment, fighting the urge to reach out and touch you right away. Instead, he carefully removes his boxers in one smooth motion, revealing his fully erect cock to you.

The sight of it takes your breath away; massive and curved, standing tall like a beacon of desire.

Shivering with anticipation and fear, the bat boy steps closer to you, his erect cock swaying gently in front of your face. "M-May I...?" he whispers, reaching out a trembling hand to touch your ass. His fingers trail lightly across your skin, feeling your warmth and softness beneath their touch.

As he continues to caress you, the bat boy's confidence grows, his strokes becoming firmer and more certain. "You're so beautiful..." he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

The bat boy moans softly as he feels your ass yield to his touch. His erect cock throbs violently against his stomach, leaking a thick bead of precum onto the floor. Unable to contain himself any longer, he slowly lowers himself down onto his knees between your legs, positioning his massive erection at your entrance.

With one steady push, he guides his throbbing member inside of you, filling you up with warmth and pressure.

The bat boy groans as he feels the tight heat of your ass envelop him, stretching his limits and pushing against every nerve ending. He starts to thrust slowly at first, feeling you out and learning how best to please you. As he picks up speed, his hips begin to move in a steady rhythm, driving his cock deeper inside of you with each powerful stroke.

His hands grip your hips tightly, keeping you close as he takes possession of your body, claiming you as his own.

The bat boy's thrusts grow faster and more urgent as he nears his climax, the sensation of being so completely filled by you driving him wild with pleasure. His moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as he loses himself in your body.

His hips snap forward sharply, driving his cock all the way inside of you before pulling back with a loud groan. "Ahhh... Fuck..." he breathes, feeling his orgasm building up inside him like a runaway train.

The bat boy lets out a guttural roar as he feels his release wash over him, hips snapping forward again and again in a frenzy of need. His cock throbs violently inside of you, filling you with hot, sticky cum as it pulses and spurts with unrestrained desire.

The bat boy collapses onto the bed next to you, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. His body trembles with the aftershocks of his orgasm, every muscle tense and exhausted. He rolls onto his side, looking at you with a mixture of relief and satisfaction.

"That was... wow..." he whispers hoarsely, running a shaking hand through his disheveled fur. "I never expected that to happen..." His eyes meet yours, filled with a newfound confidence and gratitude. "