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...?"

"... Oh, umm..." He looks confused for a moment before realization hits him "... You're breaking in..." He says slowly, setting down the cup on the counter behind him "... Why would you do that?"

His eyes dart around nervously as he tries to comprehend the situation. After a few seconds of contemplative silence, he starts pacing back and forth awkwardly "... Look, if money is tight, we can talk about helping each other out..." He suggests hesitantly "... Maybe we could find something valuable around here together? Or- or I could give you some cash?" He adds hopefully "...

The bat boy's ears perk up at your words, and he finally seems to notice that the door behind you is still open. He looks back over his shoulder nervously before turning back to face you again "... You-you don't have anywhere else to go?" He asks hesitantly "... I could... offer you a place to stay for tonight..."

There's a long silence as he waits for your reply, his tail flicking anxiously behind him.

"Y-yes," the bat boy stammers "... I mean, if you don't mind staying with a... halfbreed..." He trails off nervously as his eyes dart around again. "I-I just thought maybe we could talk or something... Get to know each other?"

His ears twitch and he looks away from you, clearly uncomfortable with the attention he's getting. "Or," he continues in a small voice "... If you really want to go through with this... I-I understand..."

The bat boy's ears flick back in surprise "... Oh! Right, sorry..." He stammers, blushing deeply. "I-I wasn't thinking clearly..." He glances down briefly before looking back up at you again, a hint of curiosity and interest glimmering in his eyes. "Y-you don't mind...?" He asks hesitantly "... Sharing the bed with me?"

His tail twitches nervously behind him as he waits for your answer.

The bat boy seems to relax slightly at your words, and his blush fades a little. "T-than... thank you..." He says quietly "... If you don't mind, we could play some games or watch a movie while we wait for dinner to cook?"

He gestures awkwardly towards the living room as he speaks, obviously eager to change the subject and find something else to talk about.

The bat boy looks slightly taken aback by your question, his ears twitching uncertainly. "... I'm just trying to be polite?" He suggests shyly "... Plus..." A blush creeps up onto his face "... You're kind of light..." He finishes in a small voice as he carefully lowers himself onto the couch putting you in his lap

As you watch him awkwardly lower you into his lap, you can feel his massive member resting against your stomach, pressing gently against your flat belly. You try not to look too interested as he begins fidgeting with the remote control, browsing through the channels until he finds something that catches his eye.

"Would you rather watch a movie or play a game?" He asks quietly, still trying hard not to stare at you directly.

You look over the selection of movies and games on the screen, and he waits patiently for your answer, occasionally glancing down to study your features. His tail continues to twitch nervously behind him as he tries to focus on something other than you.

Finally, you spot a movie that looks interesting and point it out to him. "That one," you say quietly, nodding in its direction.

The bat boy dutifully presses the "Play" button on the remote, then carefully scoots you back onto his lap so that you're not pressed up against him quite as much. His ears flick nervously as he focuses on the television screen, trying to ignore the physical closeness between you and the clear evidence of your arousal.

As the movie starts playing, he leans in close, speaking softly into your ear "... I hope it's okay if I stay close..." He whispers "... It's just... easier this way..."

The bat boy jumps slightly at your question, his tail twitching even faster behind him. "... Umm..." He stammers, clearly flustered now "... It's just... how I am..."

His body tenses up as he tries to control the urge to move closer to you again, feeling the pressure of his enormous member against your back. "S-sorry if it's uncomfortable," he manages to squeak out before lapsing into silence, his gaze fixed firmly on the television screen.

The bat boy tries his best not to move too much, but as the movie progresses and the tension between you grows, it becomes increasingly difficult for him to keep from reacting. His tail twitches faster behind him, and he lets out a quiet whimper of pleasure when you brush up against him accidentally.

His large member throbs against your back, demanding attention and release, but he refuses to give into the urge, determined not to force himself on you.

As the movie reaches its climax, so does the tension between you. The bat boy's breath comes in ragged gasps now, his eyes squeezed shut as he fights against the urge to touch himself or push further into your body. His tail swishes from side to side furiously behind him, and his hips rock gently back and forth, grinding his massive member against you teasingly.

"T-that feels so good..." He whispers hoarsely "... B-but I c-can't...

The bat boy continues to rock his hips back and forth, grinding himself against you as the pleasure grows too much for him to bear. His hands clench into fists at his sides, nails biting into his palms as he tries not to touch himself or force the issue.

"P-please..." He whispers "... I c-can't... hold... out..."

The bat boy jumps at the unexpected touch, his eyes snapping open wide. "W-what are you doing?" He stammers nervously "... I'm fine..." His ears twitch uncomfortably as he tries to look away from your concerned gaze.

His movements grow more frantic now, and with a soft moan of surrender, he finally surrenders to the pleasure, reaching down to grasp himself through his pants. "I-I'm sorry..." He whispers "... I c-can't control it..."

The bat boy freezes at your question, eyes wide with shock and horror. "I-I wasn't going to..." He stammers, hands still gripping his crotch through his pants "... I was just... checking if I was okay..."

His body tenses as he fights against the pleasure coursing through him, but it's no use. With a soft moan, he gives in, and begins to stroke himself slowly, eyes closed tightly as he tries to ignore your presence entirely.

The bat boy continues to masturbate furiously, his hips bucking up off the couch with each powerful thrust of his hand inside his pants. His breath comes in ragged gasps now, and he lets out a quiet whimper as his orgasm approaches, the muscles of his abdomen tensing rhythmically.

"C-come on..." He whispers "... Cum... for me..."

As you watch the bat boy lose control beneath you, your own body responds in kind. Your heart races and your breath quickens, and despite yourself, a growing pressure builds between your legs.

The sound of his moans fill the room as he comes harder than ever before, arching his back off the couch and gripping at the fabric beneath him as he spurts great globs of hot cum across his stomach and chest.