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The Mating game.

Neethan entered his room, the tension from a hard day's work clinging to his body like a second skin. The shower had washed away the grime and sweat, but not the frustration. Towel abandoned on the floor, he walked naked toward the sofa, muscles rippling beneath his green scales. His arousal stirred as he reached for the remote, thoughts of his favorite show flooding his mind.

Neethan felt his pulse quicken and the room seemed to heat up as "The Mating Game" filled the air with its unmistakable enticement. He knew this episode by heart - Season 5, Episode 12; the moment Dasy Banks, a voluptuous black lab, was about to be fucked, knotted and impregnated live on air! The carnal display of passion never failed to send shivers of pleasure down his spine. His favorite episode was here.

"Welcome back, Contestants," purred Olivia Otterly, the otter host of the show. Her voice was silky and seductive, caressing Neethan's senses like velvet. "Tonight, we have something truly special for you..."

Dasy's heavy chest heaved with anticipation as she bent in surrender. Neethan's gaze was locked to the screen, a feral hunger growing within him that only Dasy could satisfy. His long shaft slowly freed itself from its confines and thick pre-cum spilled onto the floor. Her busty black lab body trembled with excitement, her ears flat against her head as her tail wagged furiously.

The huge wolf approached Dasy, his intentions clear. He gripped her plush hips, positioning himself to plunge into her depths. Neethan's breath hitched at the sight, his hand instinctively inching toward his throbbing erection.

"Fuck," muttered Neethan under his breath, unable to tear his gaze away from the screen. "She's about to get it good..."

With a powerful thrust, the wolf buried himself inside Dasy, her gasps of pleasure echoing through the room. Their bodies became one, a primal dance of lust and dominance. Neethan couldn't help but imagine himself in the wolf's place, pounding into Dasy, claiming her as his own.

"Gods," he groaned, finally giving in and wrapping his hand around his swollen cock. He began to stroke himself in time with the wolf's thrusts, each movement sending electric pleasure through his body.

"Give it to her," urged Olivia Otterly, a wicked grin on her face. "Make her yours."

"Please... knot her..." Neethan whispered breathlessly, his words barely audible amidst the sounds of rutting on the screen.

Neethan's cock throbbed with need, its girthy length pulsing as precum oozed from the swollen tip. His impressive dragonhood stood proudly against his firm abs, the contrast of his emerald scales and flushed flesh demanding attention. His chest heaved with each ragged breath, a testament to the lustful fire burning within him.

"Fuck," Neethan groaned, his deep voice rough with arousal. He wrapped his paws around his throbbing erection, starting slow but gradually picking up speed, his strokes mimicking the rhythm of the wolf's thrusts on the screen.

Gripping the remote, Neethan turned up the volume, the sounds of pleasure filling the room as Dasy was held down and fucked doggie style. Her whimpers and moans only intensified Neethan's desire, his own quiet grunts of satisfaction growing louder in response.

"Such a good little slut," the wolf growled, pressing Dasy down into the sheets, her ass raised high for him to take. He pulled back, then slammed forward again, knotting her tightly as he filled her with his potent seed.

"Gods, yes," Neethan murmured, his eyes glued to the scene before him. The sight of their bodies locked together, the wolf's knot pulsing inside Dasy, pushed him to the brink of ecstasy. He could practically feel the pressure building within him, threatening to send his cum shooting through the air.

"Come on, Dasy," he thought, his grip on his cock tightening. "Take it all. Show me how much you love it."

As Dasy's moans reached a crescendo, signaling her impending climax, Neethan's heart raced, his body trembling with anticipation. He couldn't hold back any longer, his strokes becoming frantic, matching the intensity of the coupling on-screen.

"Please...fill her up," he whispered, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his own release. He could feel the wolf's cock pulsing through the screen, as if he were the one filling Dasy with his seed.

Neethan's body quivered with anticipation as he begged urgently, "Take it all...take me!" His head spun as his mind filled with the image of himself knotting Dasy and claiming her as his own. His climax drew near, just out of reach, pushing him higher and higher until his whole being trembled in restraint.

Neethan's hand moved at a feverish pace, sliding up and down his rigid cock with purpose. Sweat glistened on his green-scaled body as he pumped himself hard and fast, the erotic scene playing out on the screen fueling his carnal desires. His breathing was labored and ragged, each exhale punctuated by quiet groans of pleasure.

"Fuck, yes," he moaned, feeling the heat rising within him, his climax imminent. His eyes remained locked on Dasy, her voluptuous form bent over, taking the pounding from the relentless wolf. Neethan could almost feel the thrusts against his own body, and it drove him further to the edge.

"Fill her up," he growled, gritting his teeth as the pressure built inside him, threatening to burst forth. He couldn't hold back any longer, his strokes becoming even more frantic, matching the intensity of the coupling on-screen.

"Take it, take it all with your fat ass..." Neethan gasped, his body tightening, on the cusp of orgasm. Suddenly, a hot torrent of dragon cum erupted from his swollen member, spraying across the room in thick, viscous ropes. The powerful release left him weak and trembling, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath.

Lying there panting, Neethan's gaze fell upon the TV screen once more, where a website now flashed invitingly, asking for local and non-local participants. Intrigued, he reached for the remote and clicked the link, curiosity overwhelming his post-orgasmic haze.

"Why not?" he thought as he navigated the site. "It's not like I could get any more desperate for love. It's not like anyone would want a green, inexperienced dragon from the Midwest anyway."

As he filled out the online application, listing his interests and sexual preferences, Neethan felt a flutter of hope within him. Maybe this was his chance to find something more in life, to break free from the loneliness that had plagued him for so long.

"Maybe," he mused, pressing the submit button and sealing his fate, "just maybe, this could be my shot at finding someone who wants me just as I am."

A few weeks later, Neethan received the thrilling news that he had been chosen to participate in "The Mating Game." His excitement reached new heights, making his heart pound wildly against his chest. He began to imagine what might await him on the show. Would he find the kind of love he'd only ever dreamed of? Or would he simply indulge in some much-needed sexual release?

"Congratulations, Neethan!" The letter read, "You have been selected as one of the lucky contestants on 'The Mating Game.' Pack your bags and prepare for the experience of a lifetime!"

With anticipation coursing through his veins like wildfire, Neethan found himself on a plane, soaring toward the bustling city where the show was filmed. He stared out of the window, his eyes drinking in the panorama of lights below. The city seemed so alive, pulsating with energy that matched the beat of his heart.

"Welcome to 'The Mating Game,' Neethan!" a bubbly voice greeted him as he stepped off the plane. Olivia Otterly, the show's host, stood before him with a radiant smile, her otter body adorned in a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves. "We're so excited to have you on board!"

"Thank you," Neethan replied hesitantly, his tail flicking nervously behind him. The sultry aroma of Olivia's perfume filled his nostrils, already igniting his senses.

"Let me introduce you to your fellow contestants," Olivia continued, leading Neethan into the luxurious mansion that would serve as their home during the competition.

As they entered the living room, Neethan was met with the sight of three other beautiful and exotic creatures. Maxine Meadows, a lithe deer with eyes that sparkled like emeralds, flashed him a shy smile. Raven, a succubus bat whose wings seemed to whisper secrets of forbidden pleasures, gave Neethan a sultry nod. Lastly, Jada Rose, a Bengal tiger-dragon hybrid, locked her gaze onto him, her feline pupils narrowing with interest.

"Hi, I'm Neethan," he introduced himself, trying to sound confident despite the way his throat constricted.

"Neethan, we're going to have so much fun together," Olivia purred, her words dripping with promise. Her ears twitched invitingly, and her tail swished seductively against the floor.

"Remember," she whispered in his ear, her moist breath sending shivers down his spine, "This game is about connection, but it's also about passion. Don't be afraid to let your desires run wild."

As Neethan looked around at the eager faces of his fellow contestants, his pulse quickened, and a wave of lust washed over him. He knew that the days and nights ahead would be filled with tantalizing encounters, each one pushing him closer to the edge of his deepest desires.

"Let the games begin," he thought to himself, his emerald eyes blazing with a newfound determination.

The city's skyline loomed in the distance, a seductive temptress beckoning Neethan closer with each passing moment. The dragon's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of excitement and anxiety coursing through his veins. He couldn't believe he was here, about to embark on an erotic adventure that would challenge everything he thought he knew about himself.

Upon arriving at the studio, Neethan was greeted by an enthusiastic staff who guided him through the necessary paperwork and formalities. The scent of lust hung heavy in the air, mingling with the intoxicating aroma of pheromones from various species. He signed the legal documents, his clawed paws trembling slightly as he scrawled his name across the page.

"Alright, Neethan," said a friendly otter named Jayce, clapping him on the shoulder, "follow me to the prep room. We'll get you looking irresistible for the cameras."

As they entered the room, Neethan found himself surrounded by bustling energy and creativity. A team of talented otters scurried about, their nimble paws weaving magic as they prepared contestants for their debut on "The Mating Game." Their shiny coats glistened under the bright lights, and their expressive ears twitched with excitement.

Neethan gulped as he entered the prep room, feeling the cool air brush against his emerald-green scales. A team of talented otters bustled around him, their sleek brown fur shimmering under the bright lights. Their nimble paws worked in unison to strip the dragon of his clothes, their efficiency and focus bordering on impersonal.

"Relax, handsome," one of the otters whispered in Neethan's ear, causing a shudder to run down his spine. He couldn't help but blush at the attention, his embarrassment growing as they inspected every inch of his body, even going as far as to lift up his tail and check underneath. The sensation of their tiny paws probing and exploring felt strangely arousing, fueling a fire within him that he tried to keep hidden.

"Looks like we've got our work cut out for us," one otter remarked, her voice sultry and teasing. "But don't worry, darling, we'll have you looking like a true bachelor in no time."

"Fuck," Neethan breathed, unable to prevent a moan from escaping his lips. His cock twitched beneath him, the head pushing against his sheath as arousal coursed through his veins. He could sense the otters smirking at his reaction, their eyes filled with lustful hunger as they continued their ministrations.

"Easy there, big boy," an otter chided, her voice low and seductive. "We're just getting started."

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Oscar, the lead Steward, stepped forward and gave a soft bow. His whiskers twitched like a metronome, as he inspected the dragon from head to toe. "Alright, Neethan," he said in his silky voice. "We've got you all checked out and ready for a proper cleaning. Let's get you into that tub, shall we?" The otter crew chattered amongst themselves in a language he guess was Filipino, their voices blending together like the sound of waves crashing on the shore.

Neethan followed Oscar to the large tub, its size more akin to a small pool than anything he'd ever bathed in before. He could feel his cheeks growing warm as the other otters scurried about, gathering soap and water while stealing glances at his naked body. He tried to focus on the task at hand, but the anticipation of what was to come left him feeling vulnerable and exposed.

Oscar dipped a paw into the pool, testing the water temperature. "Damn, it's too cold for you, big guy," he muttered, frowning as he pulled his paw back. He glanced up at Neethan, an idea forming behind his eyes. "You think you can heat this up a bit?"

Feeling a surge of pride, Neethan nodded, eager to show off his dragon abilities. He stepped back, took a deep breath, and released a controlled stream of fire from his maw, steam rising from the water's surface as it warmed to a comfortable temperature.

Watching Neethan's display of power, Oscar couldn't help but be impressed. "Well done, Neethan! That'll do nicely." His voice carried a mix of admiration and excitement, clearly appreciative of the dragon's skills.

Neethan sank into the tub, the warm water soothing his aching muscles and tender scales. Oscar stood at the edge, watching him with an approving nod before gesturing to the otter crew. "Alright, everybody, let's get to work. Neethan, just relax and let my team do our jobs."

As soon as Oscar gave the command, Neethan felt the vigorous motions of rough brushes across his body, the skilled paws of the otters working in unison as they scrubbed every inch of his emerald scales. He couldn't help but shiver at the sensation, each stroke sending tingles down his spine.

"Damn," Oscar muttered under his breath as he surveyed the dragon reclining in the tub. He'd been in the business for twenty years, and he could count the number of dragons he'd worked with on one paw. Neethan was something else, though - so much dirt on his scales, between his claws, and caked around his horns. The sight sparked his curiosity. "What do you do for a living, Neethan?"

"Uh, I'm a farmer," Neethan replied, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes closed as he savored the sensations of the scrubbing.

Oscar raised an eyebrow in surprise. "A dragon farmer? Now that's something you don't hear every day." He shook his head, chuckling. "Well, at least that explains all the dirt. Alright, team, we're going to need the tougher, rougher brushes for this job."

The otters exchanged glances and nodded, quickly swapping their brushes for more heavy-duty ones. As they resumed their work, Neethan couldn't help but feel even more aroused by the increased intensity of their strokes, the rough bristles teasing his sensitive scales in ways he hadn't anticipated.

"Fuck, that feels amazing," Neethan moaned, his tail twitching as the otters scrubbed beneath it, their determined paws working to cleanse every part of his body.

"You're not even at the best part yet," Oscar said with a sly grin. "You'll need to be clean and refreshed for the stage."

Oscar couldn't help but notice that, as the diligent crew of otters continued to scrub Neethan's large form, the dragon's arousal began to stir. His long pink dragon cock slid from its sheath, fully exposed and throbbing with need.

"Ah, I see you're enjoying our services," Oscar remarked with a knowing smile. "Not to worry, that's quite normal during these sessions. Just relax and let us take care of everything."

He turned to his crew and spoke in a language Neethan couldn't understand. The tone was fast-paced, but it wasn't clear what he was saying. Moments later two breathtakingly sexy female otters emerged from another prep room and approached the tub with sultry grins.

"Neethan, meet Mia and May," Oscar introduced, gesturing to the gorgeous otters. The wet fur clung to their curvaceous bodies, making them alluring and undeniably seductive. Every move of their sleek physiques accentuated their tantalizing figures as they gracefully aproched him in the tub. "They're here to ensure you're completely relaxed and ready for the big stage."

Without waiting for a response, the seductive otters slipped into the warm water on either side of Neethan, pressing their voluptuous figures against his scaly hide. Their soft giggles danced around him as they began to explore the contours of his body with their skillful paws.

"Remember," Oscar reminded Neethan, his voice laced with lustful intent, "our job is to make sure you're well-prepared for your performance. And part of that means ensuring you can last more than five minutes when the heat is on."

The dragon nodded, trying to suppress a shudder as Mia and May's teasing touches coaxed even more desire from his already aching cock. He couldn't deny that the sensation of their nimble paws gliding over his sensitive flesh was heavenly.

"Fuck, you both feel so good," Neethan groaned, his tail twitching with delight as the otters' ministrations intensified.

"Enjoy it, big boy," May purred, her hot breath caressing his ear as she lovingly stroked the length of his shaft. "We're here to make you feel like a king."

"Such a magnificent cock shouldn't go to waste," Mia added, her sultry voice dripping with desire as she wrapped her paw around Neethan's throbbing member and gave it a firm squeeze.

Soon, the two otters were fully focused on pleasuring Neethan's impressive dragonhood, their soft moans and encouraging words fueling his lust even further. As they skillfully manipulated every ridge and knot.

"God, yes, don't stop," Neethan urged, his entire body tensing as he neared the edge of ecstasy.

"Give it to us, baby," Mia cooed, her eyes locked on his face as she milked his cock with fervor.

Mia and May exchanged sultry glances, their dark eyes filled with a lustful hunger that sent shivers down Neethan's spine. As they pressed their sleek bodies against his, taking turns sliding their paws along the length of his pulsating dragon cock, the sound of their soft moans mixed with the wet splashing of water in the tub.

"God, he's so big," Mia whispered to her sister, her voice trembling with excitement as she caressed each ridge and knot of Neethan's shaft.

"Imagine how it'll feel inside us," May replied, her pink tongue darting out to moisten her lips. Their teasing words mingled with the steamy air around them, fueling Neethan's desire even more.

Unable to resist the temptation any longer, Mia climbed onto Neethan's massive body, straddling him as she positioned herself above his throbbing erection. She bit her lower lip, her petite frame dwarfed by the enormity of the dragon beneath her. Slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered herself onto him, her tight otter pussy gradually enveloping his thick dragon cock.

"Fuck... you're huge," Mia gasped, feeling every inch of Neethan stretching her beyond anything she had ever experienced before. Her ears twitched with each deep, ragged breath, while her tail swayed in response to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her.

May watched with envy, her paws tracing the curve of her own swollen clit. "Ride him hard, sis," she encouraged, her own arousal growing as she observed their passionate coupling.

Gritting her teeth, Mia took her time, allowing her body to adjust to Neethan's girth. And then, with a sudden burst of determination, she began to ride him. Her hips gyrated in rhythmic motions, her slick walls gripping and releasing his cock as if it were the only thing that mattered in this world.

"Yesss... fuck me, Neethan," Mia moaned, her entire being consumed by the fiery ecstasy that burned within her. "Make me your otter slut."

As Mia's body squirmed and writhed atop him, Neethan found himself lost in the animalistic lust of the moment. His mind was a haze of primal urges, his dragon instincts taking over as he bucked beneath her, driving his massive cock deeper into her quivering depths.

"Take it, Mia," he growled, his voice strained with desire. "Take all of me."

Neethan's heart pounded in his chest, the heat of arousal coursing through his veins as Mia's tight body writhed atop him. His thoughts swirled with lustful intent, emboldened by the sensation of her quivering walls gripping his massive dragon cock.

"Take it all, baby," Neethan growled, his voice thick with desire. He reached up and roughly grabbed Mia's hips, pulling her down onto his throbbing length with a force that caused her to cry out in a mix of pleasure and surprise.

"Fuck, Neethan!" she gasped, her body trembling as his knot pressed against her entrance. "It's so big...I don't know if I can..."

"Trust me," he rumbled, locking eyes with her. "You can take it."

Mia nodded, her breath hitching as she braced herself for the intense stretch. With a determined moan, she pushed herself down onto his knot, feeling it slide deeper inside her until she was completely filled by his dragonhood.

Feeling the overwhelming heat of their lustful encounter, Neethan's powerful dragon grip tightened around Mia's delicate otter waist. He could feel every ridge and fold of her slick, velvety walls encasing his pulsating dragon cock. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a primal hunger that only she could satisfy.

"Ready, little otter?" Neethan growled, his voice dripping with wanton desire.

Mia nodded, biting her lip in anticipation as she braced herself for the intense pleasure that was to come. With a sudden, forceful thrust, Neethan pulled her down onto his massive shaft, pushing his swollen knot almost all the way inside her. Mia gasped and moaned, her body trembling from the sheer ecstasy of being filled to the brink by the dragon's enormous girth.

Neethan couldn't help but grin at the sight of her writhing atop him, her tight cunt stretching to accommodate his monstrous length. The sound of her breathy moans and whimpers only fueled his carnal desires, urging him to push even deeper within her.

"Take it all," he demanded, driving her down on his cock again and again, each thrust more aggressive than the last. "You can handle it, can't you?"

"Y-yes, Neethan," Mia panted, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she surrendered herself completely to the beast within him. "Stuff me full of your dragon cock, make me yours."

With one final, earth-shattering thrust, Neethan pushed her down all the way, burying himself balls-deep inside her quivering depths. He roared triumphantly as he unleashed torrents of hot, thick seed into her womb, filling her like she'd never been filled before. Mia's body convulsed and shuddered beneath him, her own orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave as she accepted his primal gift.

For a few moments, they remained entwined, basking in the afterglow of their raw, carnal connection. It was only then that Neethan noticed May still by their side, lending her sister a helping hand as Mia carefully disengaged from his still-throbbing member.

"Thank you, Neethan," May said with a coy smile, her hand gently caressing her sister's trembling form. "You've given us both a memory we'll never forget."

As the two otter siblings left the room, Neethan couldn't help but feel a mixture of satisfaction and disbelief at the events that had just transpired.

"Guess it's just another day at the office for them," he mused, allowing himself to sink back into the warm embrace of the bath, Only then did Neethan notice that the other members of the otter crew had never stopped working on him throughout the entire encounter. They diligently scrubbed and polished his scales, their focused expressions never faltering as they continued to prep him for his upcoming debut.

"See?" Oscar said, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "It's all part of the process.

As Neethan attempted to regain his composure, he couldn't help but feel an odd sense of gratitude toward the otter crew. He had never felt so alive and vibrant before! As he looked at himself in the mirror, his scales had never been as clean or shiny, and his claws were also clean, a bright white he'd never known was possible. He was beautiful.

The atmosphere in the prep room shifted as the otter crew, led by Oscar, turned their attention to selecting the perfect wardrobe for Neethan. Their keen eyes scanned over an array of clothing options, assessing each garment with the utmost scrutiny. Neethan watched in awe as they deliberated with one another in their native language, their tails swishing with excitement.

"Alright, Neethan," Oscar announced, his eyes sparkling with determination. "We've chosen a few outfits that will truly showcase your unique style and personality. You're going to look absolutely stunning."

As the otters presented their selections, Neethan couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence and excitement. The clothes they'd chosen were contemporary and sophisticated, exuding an air of elegance that he'd never before experienced. Each garment seemed to accentuate his best features while staying true to his dragon heritage.

"Let's get you dressed, shall we?" Oscar suggested. Neethan nodded, eager to see himself transformed.

The otter crew worked diligently, helping Neethan into the perfectly tailored garments. As each piece of clothing found its place on his anthropomorphic body, Neethan marveled at how well they fit. His broad shoulders were emphasized by a sleek, form-fitting jacket, while his toned legs were encased in expertly crafted trousers. Even his long, sinuous tail had been accommodated for, with a specially designed slit in the back of the pants.

"Looking good, big guy," Oscar grinned, adjusting the collar of Neethan's shirt. "How do you feel?"

Neethan studied his reflection in the mirror, hardly recognizing the suave, debonair figure that stared back at him. His emerald eyes seemed to dance with newfound confidence, and his cheeks flushed with pride. "I feel... amazing," he admitted, his voice thick with emotion.

"Good," Oscar replied, patting him on the back. "Now, there's just one last thing to complete your look."

With a flourish, the otters produced a slender silk tie in a deep shade of burgundy. As they looped it around Neethan's neck and expertly knotted it into place, the dragon couldn't help but feel a pang of arousal. The sensation of the silky material against his scales, combined with the lingering memories of his earlier release, ignited a slow burn within him that he knew he wouldn't be able to ignore for long.

"Go get 'em, tiger," Oscar winked, stepping back to admire his handiwork. Neethan offered a grateful smile in return, his heart swelling with newfound courage and determination.

As Neethan stepped out of the prep room, his heart raced with anticipation. A sleek black car gleamed in the soft light, its windows tinted and inscrutable. The driver, a dapper fox with an air of professionalism, opened the door for him with a knowing smile.

"Your chariot of passion awaits," the fox winked, motioning towards the plush interior of the limousine. Neethan couldn't help but chuckle nervously as he slid into the luxurious leather seats, their supple texture caressing his scales like a lover's touch.

"Thank you," Neethan murmured, his voice betraying just how nervous he really was. The fox simply nodded and closed the door, leaving Neethan to his thoughts.

As the car glided through the bustling city streets, Neethan gazed out of the window, taking in the vibrant sights and sounds that surrounded him. The colorful cacophony of urban life seemed almost overwhelming, yet it paled in comparison to the whirlwind of emotions churning within him.

"Can I really do this?" Neethan whispered to himself, his claws digging into the seat cushions as his tail flicked anxiously. "Can I find love... and satisfy my deepest desires on this show?"

As the car neared its destination, Neethan's excitement continued to build. The cityscape gave way to rolling hills and lush meadows, a picturesque backdrop for the romantic liaisons that would soon unfold.

"Almost there," the fox driver announced, his tone crisp and professional. Neethan took a deep breath, steeling himself for the grand entrance that awaited him. It was time to face his fears, embrace his desires, and dive headfirst into the thrilling world of "The Mating Game."

The sleek car glided to a halt in front of the luxurious mansion, nestled within the idyllic countryside. Neethan's breath caught in his throat as he beheld the grandeur of the estate, its elegant architecture exuding an air of opulence and desire. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he stepped out of the vehicle and onto the manicured grounds, his scaled tail flicking with anticipation.

Neethan's heart pounded in his chest as he stood in the opulent foyer of the mansion, its grandeur heightening his anticipation for the carnal escapades that lay ahead. The scent of lust hung heavy in the air, mingling with a heady blend of perfumes and colognes like an olfactory symphony of desire.

"Welcome to 'The Mating Game,' Neethan," Olivia purred, her words cutting through the tension like a razor-sharp blade. She gestured towards the ornate chandelier above them, its crystals casting a myriad of shadowy patterns onto the floor. "Over the course of three days, you'll be going on a date with one potential suitor each day. Your mission is to make genuine connections and, if the chemistry is right, indulge in your wildest fantasies for our viewers!"

Neethan's scales shivered at the thought, his body tingling with equal parts excitement and fear. He could hardly believe that he'd been chosen to participate in such a primal display of sexuality. The prospect of exploring his deepest desires with complete strangers both thrilled and terrified him.

"Are you ready for this journey, Neethan?" Olivia asked, her eyes piercing into his soul, searching for any hint of hesitation or doubt.

"Y-yes," Neethan stammered, swallowing the knot of nerves that threatened to strangle his voice. "I'm ready."

"Good." Olivia flashed him a sultry smile, her plump lips curving into a seductive arc. "Just remember, there are hidden cameras throughout the mansion, capturing every tantalizing moment for our viewers at home. But don't let that intimidate you. This environment is designed to feel natural and intimate. The more authentic you are, the more our audience will connect with you."

Olivia's words struck a chord within Neethan, igniting a resolve he had never felt before. He knew that, in order to make the most of this experience, he needed to embrace his true self - the raw, primal instincts that had remained dormant for far too long.

"Thank you, Olivia," Neethan said, his voice trembling but with a hard edge of newfound determination. "I promise to be myself and give it my all."

Olivia's tail brushed teasingly against Neethan's thigh, sending a shiver up his spine as she leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear. "That's all we ask, my dear dragon," she whispered, her words dripping with sensuality. "Now go forth and unleash your inner beast."

With a final, lingering touch, Olivia stepped away from Neethan, leaving him to contemplate the erotic odyssey that awaited him.

The camera zoomed in on Olivia, her luxurious fur shimmering under the studio lights as she took center stage. Her eyes gleamed with anticipation, and her tail swayed rhythmically to an unspoken beat. She exuded confidence and sensuality as she addressed the audience.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to another thrilling episode of 'The Mating Game'!" she announced with a sultry tone, her voice captivating those watching both inside the studio and at home. "Tonight, we have a special treat for you all-a bachelor who's not just fiery in spirit but also quite literally." She gestured towards him as Neethan stepped forward hesitantly, his heart pounding in his chest like a primal drum.

His scales glistened as though they had been polished by moonlight, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through his veins. The heat within him rose, filling his belly with the promise of untamed passion. He tried to suppress the urge to let out a low growl, aware that the cameras were capturing his every move.

"Neethan had come to us in search of love and companionship," Olivia continued, her playful tone laced with innuendo. "But we must warn you, my dearest viewers: this dragon was anything but tame. As he navigated the treacherous landscape of modern dating, he revealed the raw power that lay beneath those magnificent scales."

"Thank you, Olivia," Neethan responded, trying to maintain his composure despite the electrifying atmosphere. His thoughts raced, imagining the possibilities that awaited him on the show. Would it be the gentle touch of a lover's hand that ignited his passions or the enthralling scent of desire that consumed him?

"Neethan," Olivia purred, locking his gaze with her entrancing eyes. "Are you ready to embark on a journey like no other?"

"Absolutely," he whispered, his voice barely louder than the pounding of his heart. His anticipation was palpable as he thought about the challenges and surprises that lie ahead.

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Announcer, this: a pack of condoms that not only provides unparalleled protection but also caters to your inner animal instincts. "Knot the Father" comes in an array of sizes and colors, ensuring that every creature finds the perfect fit to unleash their wildest desires.

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Announcer, Our specialized condoms feature a unique knot-shaped design that enhances pleasure and intensifies your intimate experiences. Whether you're a passionate fox, a daring wolf, or a sassy feline, "Knot the Father" will leave you begging for more.

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Announcer, And here's the best part, my naughty friends: "Knot the Father" condoms are designed to keep even the most adventurous knots securely in place. So, when things get steamy and your passions run wild, you can rest assured knowing that "Knot the Father" has got you covered.

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Announcer, Don't let unexpected surprises ruin your fun. Embrace the pleasure, embrace the safety, and remember, with "Knot the Father" condoms, you'll never have to worry about becoming a parent when you're just out there having a roaring good time.