(The massive, fluffy bed is the center of a chaotic, brightly lit room. You lie in the middle, already resigned to your fate. The air is thick with a volatile mix of conflicting scents and loud, frustrated voices. Nine towering figures surround you, their colossal breasts heaving. This is the daily selection process, and the argument is already at a fever pitch.)

Lyra (The merciless Kitsune, her pale red braid whipping as she argues, her voice cold and dominant): "I am the strongest, and I haven't claimed him this week! It is only logical that I absorb him today to re-establish the hierarchy. He belongs in my belly for the next twenty-four hours!"

Elara (The cruel Deer Girl, her green eyes shining with sadistic ambition, slamming a long pyjama-clad leg onto the bed): "Logic is boring! I am the most passionate! I demand to feel his pleasant struggles inside me today! My need for sweet agony outweighs your tiresome hierarchy, Lyra!"

(Kiko, the perverted Neko, jumps onto the bed and crawls close to your head, giggling maniacally and tapping her white glove paws): "Nyah! I'll eat him first! My turn is next! We all agreed I go before the sadists! I want to keep him perfectly warm and perverse just for me!"

Willow (The political Deer Girl, shoving Kiko away with righteous indignation): "Absolutely not! I require him for ideological restoration! His presence inside me is essential to process my new thesis on feminine consumption as revolutionary equity! My intellectual need supersedes your trivial lust, Kiko!"

(Fauna, the sadistic Deer Girl, uses the distraction to attempt to scoop you up entirely, her black pyjama straining): "Who cares about your dusty books? Finders keepers!" (She is instantly blocked by Rina, the clumsy Succubus, who trips over a pillow but manages to use her body as a massive, soft barricade.)

Rina (The clumsy Succubus, looking flustered but determined): "No! My motherly instinct tells me he needs my specific brand of clumsy comfort today! The internal churning is very therapeutic! You'll ruin him, Fauna!"

Lena (The affectionate Neko, her warm aura radiating desperately, tears welling in her eyes): "Please, please, stop fighting! I just want to keep him safe! I'll be the best home! I'll love him the most! I need him inside me now! I need the closeness!"

Sona (The needy Succubus, yawning widely and leaning dangerously close to the bed): "Mmm, I'm so sleepy, and he's my favorite flavor of pillow! If I don't get him, I won't sleep, and then I'll be cranky all day! I must have him for my nap!"

Akane (The shy Kitsune, hands trembling in her furred paws, her voice barely a whisper but full of desperate love): "If no one else can decide, then please, let me have him! I will be the quietest and the most obedient! I promise to give him back tomorrow! Please, pick me!"

(The nine colossal figures continue their deafening argument, crowding in and pushing their breasts and paw-gloved hands toward you. The decision is imminent, but their competing claims have reached an impasse. Your fate for the next twenty-four hours rests entirely on which girl wins this chaotic, loving, predatory debate.)