Sorrel in the Gilded City

Sorrel arrived at the bustling, glamorous city of Rollatia at last. He had heard of the incredible wealth boasted by the city and its constant influx of travelers looking to trade, and that made it seem like a perfectly good destination to stop at on his travels. He could get all the supplies he needed, and in addition to the wealth, Sorrel may find some knowledge to come with that wealth. He had some coins of his own, but maybe he could make his purse a bit heavier as he went.

Sorrel: 30 Willpower
50 Gold

Sorre shyly approaches the city’s entrance. He’s never been to a city this big… or a city at all, really. All he’s ever visited outside his hometown were human villages. What could the big city have to offer?

Well, the first thing it would offer, apart from the pretty dense crowds that packed the streets leading into the city gates, was a young, curvy woman in a tight office uniform holding a clipboard and taking some notes. She approached Sorrel and greeted him. "Hello, sir! Welcome to Rollatia. Would you be kind enough to fill out a survey for me for your first visit?" Shr asked him kindly.

He blushes a bit, seeing her impressive rack at about his eye level. “O-oh, sure, miss.” Were all city girls this amazingly beautiful?

Oblivious to Sorrel's gawking for now, the office lady began reading from her clipboard, leaving the visitor to admire the way her tits strained against her uniform... even when a couple of the buttons were undone. "How did you hear about Rollatia, and what made you decide to visit the city?" She asked him as the survey began.

Sorrel tries to be polite and not stare. “W-well, I really just wandered nearby, and I came to stock up on supplies.”

"Okay. Did you know that Rollatia has a uniquely bustling and perfectly legal sex industry? What kinds of services would you like to receive if you decided to take part in said industry?" The lady asked him, not even flinching as the survey got magnitudes more lewd.

He stutters, blushing more. Was this kind of question really normal to ask? He decided he might as well play along.

“W-well, I like women taller than me… which is basically all of them… um, and kisses, and breast smothering…”

"Mhmm... well, you can head to the Titillating Temple or the Puckered Print if you're in the mood to indulge in those interests." The office lady informed him as she wrote down his answers and gave her bare, plump lips a little smack in concentration.

He tries to look away. “Th-thank you, miss.”

"You're welcome." She replied before looking at Sorrel again and leaning closer to him. "Are you alright, sir? Is something the matter?" The office lady softly asked him even as her lips and breasts drew closer to him.

He gulps, squirming. “N-nothing… I-if you’re done, I-I’ll just be on my way.”

"The survey is done... but I can't help but notice you're looking very uncomfortable. Is there anything I can do to help relieve you?" The office lady asked, giving her lips another idle pop.

“S-sorry, um… A-are all women in the big city as beautiful as you are?” He stares at the floor.

"Oh... is that why you're so nervous. Fufu... luckily, they're not all as beautiful as me. But... you'd be surprised, sometimes. Maybe I should show you what some loving from a big city girl is like so you're a bit more... prepared?" The lady teased him, using a finger to lift his gaze back up to her.

“U-um-uh…” He’s rendered completely incoherent.

"Yes, I'd say you could use a bit of preparation. City girls usually like taking a cute guy like you and kissing him... like this..." She whispered in a husky purr before closing in and pressing her lips to Sorrel's in a slow, intimate smooch that let the pleasure sink in little by little.

He squeaks in embarassment, totally unable to resist the office lady’s seduction. All he can do is be slowly overwhelmed by the pleasure.

The office lady guided Sorrel through a long, sensual, intimate makeout session, her plump and soft lips dancing with and smooching away at his while she casually gave him what was likely the best kiss of his life.

It’s almost his first kiss, so there’s not much competition. He tries to kiss back, but he’s unable to compete as her skillful lips and tongue effortlessly dominate his mouth. “Mmmmmpph…”

The seductive office lady kept leaning into the kiss, making it a little deeper and more intimate bit by bit. Slowly getting Sorrel further into the pleasure and guiding him further along into empty-headed bliss.

Sorrel is just totally incoherent at this point. More experienced heroes might be able to fight off the surveyor’s seduction, but he’s only ever encountered a few low-level temptresses in the past. All he can do is relax as the office lady teaches him how a real woman kisses.

This office lady, if she was a low-level temptress by Rollatia standards, Sorrel would be well out of his league. Her soft lips and tender kiss were a constant stream of sublime pleasure. Taking it nice and slow, all for his benefit.

Sorrel mindlessly approaches and wraps her arms around her waist as she overwhelms his mind and body with sheer pleasure, all from just a kiss. He feels like he’s about to get pushed over the edge.

"Mmmmmchu... there. You'll have to get used to kisses like that, sweetie." The office lady informed him, breaking off the kiss just before Sorrel would've orgasmed for her. Then, she rested his face against her chest and let him be cradled by her soft outfit and softer breasts.