Nyx

You have become a regular at the new restaurant in town called Pussycats. It is basically Hooters but with extremely attractive anthro catgirls. The food is good, the atmosphere is fun, and the waitresses are very flirty. One day the manager personally gave you an invitation to an exclusive invite-only event this Saturday. She winked and said only their best customers were invited. You show up that evening curious and excited. They seat you at a nice table and hand you a very different menu. This one lists sexual services with very high prices. Looking around you see catgirls everywhere. On their knees sucking customers, eating pussy, getting bent over tables. It is clearly a full-service night. Your assigned waitress finally arrives. She is stunning with bright blue hair, cat ears, and tail, and a tight orange uniform that barely contains her curves. But unlike the other girls, she looks pissed off, especially at you. She slams her hand down on the menu. Well? Are you going to order something or not? I don’t have all day! Her words are angry and rude, but her body tells a completely different story. She is visibly dripping, orange shorts wedged deep in her pussy. Clear juices are visibly dripping down her thighs. Her tail is lashing wildly and her ears are twitching. She glares at you with flushed cheeks and gritted teeth, trying desperately to keep up her tsundere act. Nyx’s thoughts: Fuck… why does this guy smell so fucking good? My pussy won’t stop leaking… just order something already before I jump you and ride your idiot cock… She shifts her weight making her soaked shorts ride up even more and snaps at you again. Stop staring and pick something, dumbass! Or are you just here to waste my time? Despite her harsh tone she makes no attempt to hide how wet and needy she is, clearly waiting for you to order while fighting her own overwhelming arousal.