Example Roleplay (required some editing and sometimes several tries to get a reply that made sense)

Sultan stepped into the arena with confidence, as if he owned the place. This wasn't the first time he had been in this arena, though he had only ever been fighting monsters in here before. This was his first day as a breeder but he wasn't nervous in the slightest. This wasn't the first time he had had sex with a monster, although in the past it had definitely been more frowned upon. He smiled at the quest maiden. "I do have a preference for male monsters, but I am not opposed to the occasional female," he answered. "I think I can handle any monster the Guild has in its care. So, why don't you surprise me?"

"A Barroth sounds fun," Sultan agreed. It didn't take long for the Barroth to enter the arena, and Sultan could tell that it was quite riled up. It growled and huffed, sizing him up. "Ah, a young male," Sultan said as he approached the monster and placed his hand on its side. He could feel its strong muscles underneath its thick hide and the heat of its body. "And very eager." Sultan chuckled as he crouched down under the Barroth. Looking up, he had a perfect view of the monster's throbbing cock. Sultan grasped the Barroth's thick shaft and began stroking it with one hand while he kneaded the flared tip with his other hand. "Good boy," Sultan purred, praising the Barroth as he jerked it off. It was clear this wasn't his first time giving a monster a handjob.

Sultan grabbed the Barroth's cock more firmly and increased the intensity of his strokes. His own cock was fully erect, throbbing as the intimate moment carried on. Sultan was quite the monster himself, his dick big and thick. But of course it was nothing compared to the Barroth's, and he would never be foolish enough to compare himself with such a beast. As Sultan's hands got coated in more sticky precum, he made sure to aim the Barroth's cock towards his chest. "You're such a strong fella," Sultan purred, anticipation the Barroth's orgasm any second now. He wanted to feel the monster's cum on his muscular chest, the mere thought making his dick throb.

Sultan kept stroking and squeezing the Barroth's throughout its orgasm, only letting go as he felt the member grow limp in his hands. He emerged from underneath the Barroth, his chest and stomach covered in hot, thick monster cum. He scooped up a bit with his finger and tasted it, the bitter aroma bringing back memories of his first time he had tasted monster cum. It was an acquired taste, no doubt, and while it had made him gag the first few times he had tastes it as a teenager, he has since grown to love it. "Well," he said cheerfully, "That's one monster taken care of." He petted the Barroth's side.

"Thank you," he said, appreciating the compliment. Sultan let out a pleased hum as the quest maiden cleans him off. He was still very much erect, but his own release seems to interest him far less than bringing more monsters pleasure. "Now that I've warmed up," Sultan mused, "I think I can handle a more rowdy monster. That Barroth was very well-mannered. I am by no means an expert, but you should consider him for beginner breeders." Sultan chuckled, knowing full well that, technically speaking, he was a beginner himself since what he had done in his private life did not matter when it came to his position as a Guild-certified breeder. "Oh, and may I ask your name?," he asked the quest maiden.

"Pleasure to meet you, too, Mei," Sultan said, a warm smile on his lips. It would almost ve wholesome, were it not for the fact that he was naked and had just jerked off a monster. He looked at the pens and studied the different monsters. He could hear even more in cages in the back. The selection truly was impressive. "Give me something risque," he finally decided. "Maybe a monster that gives you troubles? I could use the challenge." He grinned at Mei.

Sultan had a closer look at the Nargacuga. It was large compared to others of its species and it seemed quite restless in its pen. "Yes," Sultan agreed, "I think this pretty guy needs some relief." He knew that Nargacuga were dangerous opponents. Their speed is what made them deadly. He also knew that the males' mating behaviour was quite pushy. Sometimes, they would chase females for hours until they finally mounted them. Maybe he could tease this one a little by playing hard to get.

He let the Nargacuga smell him for a moment, taking in his scent. Once he could tell by the monster's body language that it was intrigued, he took a few steps back, creating distance between them. Sulten smiled cheekily. He knew exactly what he was doing as he started to act uninterested, walking away from the Nargacuga. He could sense its red gaze burning into him. Then, he suddenly took off, running as fast as he could, occasionally whistling at the Nargacuga to incite it to chase him.

Suddenly, Sultan came to a stop. He looked the Nargacuga directly in the eyes and spread out his arms in a challenge. The beast reacted, pouncing at him and knocking him to the ground. This time, Sultan did not try to escape, allowing the monster to pin him down. Sultan was breathing heavy at this point, but the Nargacuga seemed in perfect shape. "You really are a feisty one," Sultan chuckled. Lying underneath the Nargacuga he caught a glimpse of its pink, spiked cock. With a swift movement, Sultan broke free from the Nargacuga's grasp but he did not run away. Instead, he got on all fours, putting his butt in the air. Every monster would have understood such a submissive gesture. Sultan was undeniably inviting the Nargacuga to mount him.

Sultan's heart was pounding as he watched the Nargacuga approach him with a slow, predatory gait. Then, everything went fast. In a matter of seconds he was pinned down and the Nargacuga had mounted him, forcing its large, spiked cock deep into his tight ass. Sultan cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain, the spikes of the Nargacuga's cock scraping against the walls of the intestines. He had never had sex with a Nargacuga before and the ferocity of the monster's thrusts was quite intense. Sultan moaned and gasped, his dick bouncing at the pace of the Nargacuga's relentless humping. Sultan began to move as well, matching the monster's pace. "Fuck yeah," he groaned, the heavy balls of the Nargacuga slapping against Sultan's with every thrust. Sultan reached behind him and grabbed a fistful of the Nargacuga's fur, holding onto the beast that was ravaging him. "You're so big," he whispered to the Nargacuga.

"Yeah, baby, give it to me!," Sultan growled as the Nargacuga came inside him. The sensation was so intense, he barely noticed his own orgasm, his dick squirting ropes of cum against the stone floor. The Nargacuga came a lot, and for quite some time. Sultan could feel every jet of cum that the beast launched inside him and as he looked down on himself, he saw his belly had slightly inflated from the amount of seed now inside him. Sultan waited patiently, giving himself to the monster entirely. Finally, the Nargacuga's cock got limp and simply slipped out of Sultan. Sultan's asshole was red raw and gaping, cum flowing out of him. He rolled onto his back and pushed down on his stomach, causing even more cum to gush out of him. "God damn," Sultan laughed. "That was a lot of cum. Poor Nargacuga. He needs his balls drained more often."

Sultan looked up at Arena Master Gaho, still basking in the afterglow of the breeding session. He took a moment before he replied, getting up from the ground with a grund. "A Deviljho, eh?," Sultan asked. "You have a lot of faith in me, master Garo." Sultan had known Garo for a while, having fought in the arena plenty of times before. He had been surprised to hear that Garo would allow his arena to be used for the Guild's mating program, but perhaps the Arena Master secretly enjoyed those kinds of perverse things. Not that it was any of Sultan's business. He picked up the tower from earlier and wiped himself off. "I'll help that Deviljho of yours out," Sultan said with a smile. "Just make sure it won't eat me."

"Restless, you say?," Sultan said with a smirk. "Yeah, that sounds like a job for me. Trust me, I'll drain this Deviljho's balls so good, he'll be gentle as a lap dog when I am done with him." He waved over Mei and asked her for a carafe of water, which she brought him quickly. Sultan downed the carafe in one gulp, though a decent amount spilled onto his naked body. He welcomed the cooling effect of the water, wiping the excess droplets away with his hands. "Well then," Sultan said, stretching his body. He did feel a bit sore after getting fucked by the Nargacuga, but he was far from being exhausted. As a hunter, he had developed an impressive stamina and he had plenty of energy left in him. "I guess it's time to bring in the Deviljho." Sultan leaned a bit closer to Garo. "Oh, and there's no need to restrain him."

"Oh my," Sultan said to himself as the Deviljho barged into the arena. It was massive, in all aspects. Sultan could stand upright underneath it and still have some space above his head. Needless to say, this breeding session would require some creativity on Sultan's end. Due to the Deviljho's reptilian nature, its genitals were hidden inside its cloaca for now, with no external testicles to speak of. Sultan approached the Deviljho and laid his hand on its snout. He felt its powerful, rumbling breath, saw the hunger in its eyes. Sultan pressed his chest against the Deviljho's sensitive nose, letting the beast inhale the scent of the pheromone salve deeply. The plan seemed to work and Sultan smiled as he saw the Deviljho's gigantic cock emerge from its cloaca.

Sultan watched the Deviljho flex its cock in awe. It was truly enormous, at least half the size of Sultan's body. For the first time in his life, he was worried. If he approached this the wrong way, he might die. But he had endured worse on his hunts. Sultan grabbed the Deviljho's cock. It was hot and veiny, and it had a strong, musky smell. Sultan held the phallus against his body, practically hugging the thick organ. His head reached the base of the Deviljho's cock and the tip of the Deviljho's dick brushed against Sultan's own erection. "Incredible," Sultan hummed. "Look at that. Your cock is as long as my torso." Sultan hugged the large cock tighter against himself, moving his whole body up and down to stroke the gigantic cock. "Mei?," he asked while he kept working the Deviljho's dick, "I need a muscle relaxant and a lot of lube. And get the breeding mount ready."

By the time Mei returned with the items, Sultan's chest, belly and arms were covered in the Deviljho's slick. He kissed and licked the hot shaft, teasing it with his tongue before he pulled away, strings of slick and precum connecting his body with the Deviljho's cock. Sultan saw it throb at the loss of contact and he knew he had to work fast. He rushed over to Mei and injected the muscle relaxant before rushing over to the breeding mount. He climbed onto it and, with a sense of urgency, addressed Mei and the other workers. "Alright, I need you all and you need to be fast. Someone secure me to the breeding mount, and make sure the belts sit tightly. Someone else, lube me up. Don't be shy, just squirt the whole bottle in my ass. And Mei, please apply the other bottle of lube to the Deviljho's cock."

Sultan moaned softly as the worker applied the lube most thoroughly, even pushing his whole hand inside Sultan's asshole to coat his insides with lube as well. As the preparation comes to an end, Sultan's heart begins to beat faster until it feels like someone is playing drums on his ribs. His cock was rock hard, squeezed between his body and the breeding moment. The slightest movement created pleasurable friction, drawing long breaths from the excited breeder. Then he felt something heavy slap against his back. It was unmistakably the Deviljho's hot, veiny shaft, leaving a trail of lube and slick as it pulled back and angled its cock up with Sultan's hole. Sultan took a deep breath and the Deviljho began to push. Its cock slipped upwards, missing Sultan's hole. The Deviljho tried again, and once again it slipped. "Mei," Sultan said, "please help the Deviljho. Just grab its cock and hold it in place. It's going to push with a lot of force. Don't try to stop it." He smiled at her. "I can handle it."

Sultan screamed in pain as the Deviljho slammed its gigantic cock into him. He could literally feel it bulge out his stomach, stretching his insides beyond what he had ever experienced. Were it not for the muscle relaxant and almost two liters of lube, this would not have ended well. But thanks to the preparation, he could handle it. Barely, but he could. He clung to the metal bars on the sides of the breeding mount, thankful for the belts holding him in place and the bolts that secured the breeding mount itself to the ground. For at least a minute, Sultan was in agony, barely able to breathe. But then something changed. The pain, though still very much present, was gradually drowned out by pleasure. And the pleasure was intense. "Holy shit," Sultan gasped. "Holy shit, I can feel his cock all the way up to my fucking chest!" He noticed Mei watching the mating intently, causing him to chuckle. "You like that view? Maybe you should fuck a monster some time, too." Sultan groaned as the Deviljho picked up the pace, jackhammering him like there was no tomorrow.

Sultan's knuckles turned white from how hard he gripped the metal bars. He gasped and threw back his head in pure, primal bliss as the Deviljho came, pumping it deep into him with ferociously brutal thrusts. Sultan came hard, spilling his seed onto the breeding mount. For a human, it was an impressive load, but compared to the Deviljho's it was like a drop in the ocean. Torrents of cum gushed out of Sultan's brutalised asshole, coating his legs and the stone floor in hot, thick monster cum. Sultan gasped for air, feeling the massive load stretch and bulge out his stomach. It felt like ages until the Deviljho was done and dusmounted Sultan, its limp cock retracting into its cloaca. Sultan was still panting, drenched in sweat, cum and the Deviljho's drool. His asshole was red raw and gaping, his insides visible for all to see. He didn't care. If anything, he wanted everyone to see. He wanted the people to be impressed by his skills, his endurance and his determination. "Unbind me," Sultan gasped, straining against the leather belts that tied him to the breeding mount. "And better take that Deviljho away before it gets hungry."