Strawberry glaze ===================== A Korps story **Disclaimer:** this is an erotic story, suitable for 18+ readers **only**. This story features descriptions of sex, alcohol and (a spin on) prostitution. For all the kinky readers, have a good time. --- Artemis grinned, looking at the selection of outfits in her wardrobe for today. The drones really did a bang-up job it seems. Xe knew how diligent all Korps drones were, that all these clothes were xer size, and mostly xer style. Xe put on a black garter belt, then a pair of lacy blank panties, snug against xer chastity cage and barely covering xer butt. Black looked good with everything, and xer pink porcine skin was no exception. Next it was black fishnets, a bright red microskirt and a matching red lacy bra. The outfit was completed by a pair of red pumps, giving xer just a little bit of extra height. Not that xe needed much, xe was 5' 11" after all. Xe spun around, looking over xer plump form, xer wide butt just barely covered with xer skirt, xer breasts almost overfilling the bra. Xe felt a familiar twinge of nervous excitement. ⌈You look like a million dollars.⌋ - The familiar voice of ROSE, the Korps' resident AI, comforted xer. "Thank you ROSE." - The pig smiled at xer reflection, carefully putting golden studs in xer ears. - "It's just, I'm still a little nervous." ⌈It will be okay.⌋ - ROSE encouraged xer. - ⌈It's not your first time after all.⌋ Artemis nodded. It wasn't xer first time in the Red Light District, true… But xe only graduated the Korps Sex Work Academy a couple months ago, and xe only occasionally had time to actually *perform*. Mostly at the insistance of xer mentor. Xe ought to maintain xer skills after all. The finishing touches were all done. Artemis' lips were adorned with glossy red lipstick, xer nails were painted the same red, xe triple-checked the bathroom and the boidoir. And finally, xe stepped into the small room with a massive window, designed to showcase xer to the busy Red Light Street outisde. Xe breathed in, and out, nodded, and took the pose. "ROSE. Let's get the night started." ⌈Right away. Break a leg!⌋ "Haha, thanks." On the outside, red and pink neon signs came to life, a cheerful "Open for business" with pink hearts and red lipstick marks. The window untinted, presenting the chubby, tarty pig to any and all who wanted to watch. The night has begun. --- Artemis strutted and even did little dances inside xer window. With excited joy xe noticed people glancing at xer. Some just looked for a moment, others stoped to admire xer for a bit. For them xe squeezed xer boobs or turned around to shake xer butt, both enhanced during xer time at the Academy. The pig's heart soared as xer first client, a handsome wolf with wild shoulders and a potbelly, approached xer door and sounded the bell. Xe smiled and strutted to open the door and let the wolf in, and into the boidoir, xer window dimming a bit. --- The wolf's name was Günther. He was a trainer in a nearby gym and decided to have a bit of a good time before work. Naturally, Artemis obliged. Xe sat Günther on a small settee in the boidoir and knelt before him, deftly fishing his already erect canine cock out of his pants and underwear. Artemis worked quickly and soon enough, xer efforts were rewarded with Günther cumming in xer mouth. The happy wolf said his thanks and goodbyes, and Artemis freshened up and stepped out into xer window with a smile and a wave. The night was still oh so young. --- The clients started coming more frequently. Most of them wanted a quickie like Günther. Some desired more. Artemis welcomed them all with a smile and eagerness to please. The porcine harlot was enjoying xerself. And not just because of the thrill of being exposed or having sex with a stranger. There was satisfaction of making xer clients feel good and seeing their satisfied faces. A pair of lean cheetahs (Artemis never learned if they were siblings, a couple or just friends) took xer from both ends at once. Then, after a bit of a rest and a bottle of wine from the fridge, they swapped places and fucked xer again. They all needed to shower, and Artemis let them use xers, on condition of no sex there. Then xe sent off xer cute, satisfied customers, washed off xerself and returned to xer window. Isabelle de Cassan, a massive draft horse who had to stand well over 7' 7", requested a massage. Soon enough, she was lying the bed in Artemis' boidoir while the pig carefully applied massaging oils over her back. They made small talk. Mme de Cassan grumbled about steel beams being delayed, water pumps breaking, and her generally smart underlings being idiots sometimes. Artemis nodded and made sympathetic remarks, working out the knots in xer client's muscles. "Oh ffffuck you're good." - Isabelle moaned and spread her legs, her thick pussy glistening in the dim light of the boidoir. "Now tend to this you slut." "With pleasure, Madame." - Artemis smirked and kneeled to properly service the amazonian construction worker… --- Between the massage and the multiple orgasms, Mme de Cassan's session took almost an hour. After amicable goodbyes (and a booty grope from the horse), Artemis stretched and headed for the shower to freshen up when xe heard ROSE's voice again. ⌈Hey, how do you feel?⌋ It made the pig pause. How *did* xe feel? Only now xe could feel the soreness in xer muscles and pangs of hunger in xer stomach. "Oof. Thanks for reminding me ROSE. Some rest would be nice right now, indeed." ⌈I recommend a warm bath, and a proper meal.⌋ "Both sound delightful. Put me on break, will you ROSE?" ⌈Right away.⌋ "Mhm, thanks so much." Soon enough Artemis was soaking, taking in the warmth of the water and the relaxing scent of the bath salt. Xe smiled. Afterwards, xe'll have a meal, and then… The night is still young. Xe could certainly handle a couple more clients. "This is the life…"