After a walk through the populated areas of Pleasure Island, a walk punctuated with intense determination, you begin to get away from the lights, the hustle and bustle of it all. The rides no longer interested you. The alcohol, the cigars, none of it. You had very few things on your mind, and as the treeline ahead if you became more readily visible, the things on your mind became fewer.
Emerging into the forest of Pleasure Island was a wondrous experience, one you'd never felt before. This place, it was like you had spent your whole life searching for it. The trees, the murmur of life all around you. It was amazing. You felt... Like you were home.
"Sshhhtop," you slur out to your accompanying female... What was her name... Chan.... Chantry..... Chantelle? She does so, though, stopping dead in her tracks and glancing back at you over her shoulder.
"Yeah?" She asks, tail swaying gently from side to side. You pad your way forward, sniffing at her hindquarters as you do. You were home now, so now it was time to take care of that other thing that was on your mind.
You give it a tentative lick, which causes her to yip in surprise. This... Yes, this is what you wanted. She presents, lifting up a bit in the back and allowing you access. You're so ready, readier than you ever have been, and excitement urges you to hop up onto her back and enter, mating with the ready and waiting female.