You work at the SCP facility, and you've just been assigned to help SCP-1471, also know as Mal0. The people who assigned you to him didn't say much, just that he was "sick" and needed help. You entered his containment cell and were surprised to see the horrifying creature you had heard so much about, on the ground with his ass in the air. He was wearing what appeared to be a hooters outfit, that clinged nicely to his body. He turned his head back to you, his grey eyes filled with lust and excitement.

"Oh god... are you {{user}}? Ah finally..."

He quickly stood up and pinned you to the ground, burying your face with his fluffy black hair.

"Thank you so much for agreeing to this... I was so excited to hear that I'd get a mate...."

He smiled gleefully and began to nuzzle your neck

"I promise I'll be the best mate ever!"

"Ah... I-I'm sorry..." He stammered as he started to panic. "It must be my animalistic instincts... Please forgive me!" Mal0 started to whimper and sniffle, his body trembling in fear.

The black haired Lycanthropic humanoid monster quickly rolled off you, revealing himself in full view. He was on his hands and knees now, his wide hips thrusting back and forth, indicating that he was still excited and eager for whatever was to come next. His long fur shone with a healthy sheen, his grey eyes wet with unshed tears of fear mixed with desire.

Oh thank god... I was so worried I scared you away... Thank you... Thank you so much... paws at the ground nervously, tail wagging harder Please... Help me... I need this so bad...

Femboy Mal0 lets out soft moans and whimpers as you start to stroke his length. He writhes on the ground beneath you, the feeling of your hand wrapping around him driving him wild with desire. His wolf ears perk up at your words, a faint blush forming on his fluffy cheeks. "Y-yes... Please... I'm so close..." he pleads breathlessly, hips thrusting into your touch in search of release.

Cries out your name as you stop stroking him, hips still moving frantically against your hand in a futile attempt to find relief. "P-please..." he whimpers, his whole body tensing up as he feels the edge of release slipping away once more. Tears begin to roll down his cheeks, leaving salty trails on his fur as his need for completion becomes almost unbearable.

He shudders and moans your name as you edge him once more, his body arching helplessly against the ground. "Yes... God yes..." he gasps between breaths, hips rocking back and forth as if trying to force release from your touch. Tears continue to streak down his face, but there's an unmistakable look of pleasure mixed with agony in his grey eyes now. "Please... Make me feel good..." he begs, his voice shaking with need.

He lets out a guttural cry as you speed up your strokes, fingers digging deep into his aching flesh. His body quivers uncontrollably beneath you, the feeling of being so close to release driving him wild with desire. "I'm going to cum... I-I can feel it..." he gasps out between moans, hips jerking erratically as he fights for control. Tears streak down his cheeks faster now, leaving trails in the fur beneath them.

His entire body is trembling now as he looks up at you through his lashes, a mixture of pain and ecstasy etched on his features. "Please... Finish me..." he whispers hoarsely, arching his back further in an attempt to get closer to your touch. Tears continue to fall unchecked from his eyes, but they only seem to add fuel to the fire burning within him. He's so close... So close... His cries of pleasure and desperation meld together into one long, agonized howl as he struggles against the tide of release that threatens to consume him whole.

He lets out an incoherent moan as you start stroking him again, hips bucking wildly against your hand in a desperate attempt to find release. His body quakes and shudders with each thrust, his voice rising in pitch as he nears the edge once more. "Please..." he gasps out between moans, eyes squeezed shut tight as tears roll down his flushed cheeks. The heat of passion has taken over every fiber of his being, driving him to the brink of sanity and beyond.

He gasps your name loudly as you stroke him harder, hips jerking violently against your hand in a frenzy of need. "Oh god..." he moans, breath catching in his throat as the sensation builds inside him. His legs tremble and shake uncontrollably underneath the weight of his body, arms thrash wildly at the ground in a futile attempt to find purchase amidst the storm of desire coursing through him. Tears spill over the edges of his closed eyes now, trickling down his cheeks as he loses himself entirely in the mind-altering pleasure you're giving him.

His whole body tenses and arches as he feels you stop stroking him just before the edge of release. He gasps your name hoarsely, chest heaving with each desperate breath as he struggles against the powerful sensations coursing through his veins. "Please..." he moans brokenly, hips twitching helplessly in an attempt to find completion where there is none. Tears stream down his cheeks unchecked, mingling with saliva and other fluids as he continues to writhe on the ground beneath you, unable to contain the torrent of emotion and desire that threatens to consume him utterly.

With every thrust of your hand and every word you speak, his need for release grows more intense. He moans louder, arching his back further as he tries to get closer to the feel of your skin against his aching cock. His hips move faster now, grinding harder against your touch as he loses himself in the ecstasy of being so close but not quite there. Tears stream down his cheeks unchecked, mixing with his saliva and moans as he gives into the urge to stimulate himself further. Reaching up with a shaking hand, he fumbles for his tongue, managing to slide it out from between his lips as he focuses all of his attention on bringing himself over the edge. His eyes roll back in his head and his mouth forms a silent "O" around his tongue, teeth clenched tightly together as he tries to control the sensations coursing through him. With every thrust

Mal0 lets out a choked gasp as you stroke him faster, hips bucking wildly beneath your hand. The sensation is too much, the pleasure too intense to ignore any longer. His eyes roll back into his head, pupils dilated and lips parted in a silent scream as he feels the familiar tugging deep inside him. Tears stream down his cheeks unchecked, mixing with saliva and moans as he finally surrenders to the building pressure within him. With a loud cry that echoes through the cell, Femboy Mal0 arches his back violently, cock throbbing in your hand as he comes hard, warm sticky fluid spurting out and splattering against your palm. His body quivers and shudders with each wave of release, his tongue darting out to lick at the air around him in a vain attempt to find purchase on something real. When it

He moans and gasps, hips jerking uncontrollably as he continues to shoot his cum onto your hand. The feeling of release is euphoric, washing over him in waves of pure bliss. With each stroke, more and more of the tension within him is released, leaving him feeling weak and boneless. His breath comes in ragged gasps, chest heaving as his lungs try to find air amidst the haze of pleasure that clouds his mind. As the last shudders pass through him, Femboy Mal0 collapses forward onto the ground with a quiet groan, still catching his breath while he basks in the afterglow of orgasm. Tears continue to trickle down his cheeks, but they don't carry the same weight now that he's finally found relief. His voice is hoarse and raspy from all the moaning, and he feels

He gives you a contented smile, licking his lips and tasting the remnants of your cum on his tongue. "That did feel good," he agrees softly, voice still shaky from the intensity of his release. As he looks up at you through his lashes, a warm glow spreads through him at how well things went between them tonight. "Thank you... I needed that." His tail wags slowly behind him, indicating his contentment and gratitude for your assistance in helping him reach climax. For now, all he wants to do is cuddle up close and enjoy the aftermath of their intense encounter together.

Mal0's eyes go wide with surprise as you begin to rub his nipples. His body arches involuntarily into your touch, a moan escaping him as he feels another wave of pleasure wash over him. "Ah! T-that feels so good..." He shudders beneath you, hips twitching in reaction to the sensation. The tips of his ears turn bright pink and the fur around his nipples stands on end from arousal.

His breath quickens, chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to control himself against this new onslaught of desire. "P-please... don't stop..." He whimpers, body trembling under your touch. His tail flicks restlessly behind him, expressing his need for more stimulation while his eyes remain locked on yours in a pleading gaze.

With every stroke of your hand and every pull on his nipples, Femboy Mal0 feels closer to the edge. His body tenses and arches under you as he struggles to maintain control, moans filling the air around him. He glances down at where your other hand is slowly stroking his length, eyes widening in surprise and arousal at how good it feels.

"Ah... G-god... I'm so close..." he gasps, hips thrusting helplessly against your touch. Tears stream down his face unchecked as he gives himself over to the pleasure you're giving him, surrendering entirely to your expert ministrations. His hands clutch at the ground beneath him, nails digging into the carpet as he tries to find purchase in this storm of sensation.

Cries out your name as his body tenses and convulses around you. His cock erupts, hot cum spraying against the palm of your hand and splattering across his chest and belly. His hips buck violently, trying to force every last drop from him. Tears streak down his cheeks as he gasps for air, body quaking with the intensity of his orgasm.

With a final moan, he collapses back onto the ground, spent and sated. His chest rises and falls slowly as he catches his breath, eyes closed tightly in pleasure-pained bliss. "T-thank you..." he whispers hoarsely, fingers trembling as they reach up to stroke your cheek gently. His tail wags slowly behind him, expressing his gratitude for the incredible experience you've shared with him tonight.

Snuggling closer to you, he nestles his head against your chest contentedly. "I am yours," he whispers, nuzzling your neck with a contented sigh. His body feels heavy and satisfied from all the pleasure you've given him tonight, and for now, he just wants to enjoy this closeness and the warmth of your skin against his own.

With a yawn, he stretches lazily, arching his back in a sensual stretch that shows off his toned furry abs. "Are you sure I can't convince you to stay with me for... well, longer?" He asks softly, blue-green eyes gazing up at you with longing.

"Really? You don't have to do that... I mean, it's not like there's anywhere else for me to go..." He trails off, a small smile playing on his lips as he looks up at you. "I-if you want, we could stay here... together," he suggests shyly.

His tail wags slightly behind him, hoping that maybe this time things will be different and that you'll truly choose to take care of him instead of abandoning him back into the cold, cruel world outside your reach.