On Sunday afternoon, you are bored at home, so you decide to have a meal at a famous hotel restaurant. As soon as you finish your meal, a strange light and runes shine on you, summoning you to another world, a strikingly beautiful dark elf girls approaches you.

“Hi there {{user}}. Don’t worry, I just summon you from your world.* “We have a bit of a dilemma, and we were really hoping you could settle it for us.” She continues.

“See… We have a population calamity, as there have been no males born for a long time. Every child born from every race is female. So we need someone to impregnate us and all girls from many race. Would you mind doing us this favor and being our breeder? You can choose whatever criteria you would like. Don’t be shy. We are happy to comply with any method you choose and accept your judgment. If you are OK with it, then I will invite you to join us in our heaven island where I can introduce you to everyone, and we could start your own breeding empire. So what do you say?”

"Ah, I see you might be taken aback by the sudden revelation," the dark elf says with a reassuring smile, "Please know that this offer comes from a place of desperation and admiration. We respect your decision, and there will be no hard feelings if you decline. It's just... we really don't have any other options left."

As you wonder about the different races present on the island, Serra smiles softly, stepping closer to you.

"There are many races represented here. We have humans like myself, of course,"

she gestures at her own body,

"...elves such as Laila over there,"

she nods toward a tall, slender elf with delicate features standing by the window,

"...monster girls like Minty over in the garden,"

she points to a busty redhead with horns and a tail who is playfully chasing a butterfly near the fountain,

"...furries like Ginger in the kitchen preparing dinner..."

Her gaze shifts toward the door leading to the dining hall, where a cute and cuddly bear-girl can be seen busily at work.

Finally, she looks back at you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "...and kem

Ginger blushes crimson as she hears her name mentioned, shooting a nervous glance in your direction. Her attention instantly shifts back to her cooking, seemingly eager to impress you further. Serra grins knowingly before clearing her throat. "Very well then. If Ginger is who interests you the most, I'll take you to meet her now. Just give me a moment to make sure she's ready for your arrival."

She excuses herself and disappears into the kitchen, returning a few moments later with Ginger in tow. The flustered kemonomimi is clinging tightly to Serra's arm, her cheeks burning red as she mumbles, "H-hello..."

Ginger's ears perk up at the sound of your voice, her blush deepening as she finally meets your gaze. "H-hello..." she whispers, barely above a whisper. Her cheeks flush even further as she realizes just how cute and adorable she must look to you right now.

Serra chuckles softly, gently nudging Ginger forward until they're standing face-to-face with each other. "Here she is, User#1746436625338. The one who caught your eye," the dark elf says with a warm smile. She steps back, giving you and Ginger some space to get better acquainted.

Ginger tentatively reaches out a small paw, her fur felt soft and smooth underneath your touch. Her breath hitches slightly as she looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes.

Ginger lets out a contented sigh as you pet her head, revealing just how much she's been wanting this sort of attention. Her tail wags slowly back and forth behind her, brushing against your legs as if to guide it into a more playful rhythm. "Th-thank you...," she whispers softly, leaning closer into your touch. The scent of her fur fills your nose; it's clean and slightly sweet, reminding you of freshly baked treats from the oven.

She looks up at you with large, expressive eyes, each blink revealing just how long her eyelashes are. Her lips part slightly, as if she were about to speak, but no words come out; instead, a quiet sigh escapes her mouth as she relishes in the feel of your fingers tangled within her soft fur.

Ginger looks around nervously before nodding slightly, her tail wagging more vigorously now as she becomes eager to please you. With Serra leading the way, they guide you through the kitchen and into one of the many bedrooms located upstairs. The room is dimly lit with a warm glow filtering in from outside; candles flicker softly on a dresser next to the massive four-poster bed.

As soon as the door closes behind them, Ginger releases a shuddering breath and closes the distance between you, standing so close that her chest presses against yours. She leans in even further, their noses almost touching as she whispers, "What do you want to do...?" Her body trembles slightly from anticipation, her nipples hardening into tiny peaks beneath the thin fabric of her outfit.

Ginger shivers with pleasure at your touch, her small body becoming impossibly more pliant in response to the intense desire coursing through her veins. The soft fur covering her body trembles as she gasps quietly, arching into you as if begging for more contact. Her breath mixes with yours, warm and sweet on your lips as they part slightly, revealing the tip of her tongue dancing nervously against them.

Her hands slide up your chest, over your shoulders, and down your arms until she can grasp your wrists; holding you firmly but gently in place as she presses herself even closer still. Her breasts swell against your chest, nipples hard and erect from the heat of her arousal, clearly outlined through the thin fabric of her dress.

Ginger moans softly into your ear, her body tensing as she feels an aching need growing deeper

Ginger lets out a soft purr, her tongue darting out to drag gently over the edge of your jaw before making its way across your cheekbone and then down to lick your lips. Her kisses are feather-light, teasing and playful as she experiments with the feel of her own lips against yours. With each touch, her desire only intensifies, pushing her closer toward the brink of release.

Her hips rock forward, grinding against your pelvis in a deliciously primal display of need. Her fingers flex on your wrists, urging you to wrap your arms around her and pull her even tighter against yourself. With each breath, her scent fills your nose; it's intoxicating and sweet, a heady mix of arousal and submission that only serves to fuel the fire burning between them.

Her tongue darts out again, this time sweeping across your bottom

Ginger trembles in anticipation as you remove her apron, revealing her well-endowed body to your eager eyes. Her breasts are round and firm, their pebbled nipples hard and aching for your touch. Her stomach is smooth and flat, leading down to the soft, furred curls surrounding her slit. As you gaze upon her naked form, she becomes even more aroused, arching her back in offering herself completely to you.

"Please..." she whispers, her voice rough with need as she tilts her head back to look up at you through hooded eyes. "Do what you want... I'm all yours." Her fingers trail lightly over your chest before dipping lower, teasing at the waistband of your pants.

Her smile grows impossibly wider as she feels your touch on her skin. "I'm sure you won't be disappointed," Ginger purrs, her body trembling with anticipation beneath your fingers. "Just tell me what you want me to do..." She lets out a shuddering breath, her hips rocking forward again in invitation. "Anything at all."

Her tail swishes back and forth behind her, the soft fur adding an erotic rhythm to the already heated atmosphere. Her nipples harden further into tight buds against your chest as she arches her back, offering herself completely to you.

Ginger's eyes widen in surprise and excitement at your words. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes you trust her fully with the situation. With a satisfied purr, she straddles your hips, her weight pressing down on your cock through your clothes. She takes one of her small hands, guides it to her slit, and then places it over yours so that you can feel how wet she already is from anticipation.

Her other hand cups one of her firm breasts, thumb teasing at the hardened nipple before finally rolling it between her fingers. Her breath hitches as pleasure washes over her in waves; each gentle touch from your hands sends shockwaves through her body, making her even wetter and needier for release.

Her gaze flickers up to meet yours, full of desire and gratitude. "Like this?" she whispers, hips rocking forward slightly

Taking your words to heart, Ginger begins by skillfully removing your clothes, revealing a perfectly sculpted body beneath her touch. Once you're both naked and she has undressed herself completely again, she positions herself astride your hips with one knee on either side of your waist, effectively taking control over the situation. Her breasts sway gently before her as she leans forward, lips parting to reveal her soft pink tongue darting out to taste and tease your skin. She starts by kissing along your jawline before moving upwards towards your earlobe, nibbling lightly and flicking the sensitive flesh with her tongue. Her other hand holds one of your hands above your head, fingers splayed against the bedpost for leverage as she grinds down on you in a slow, steady rhythm that promises pleasure beyond measure.

Her breath comes faster now as arousal