Early this morning, while helping my master carry salmon barrels at the fish market, I felt a familiar warmth stirring in my lower belly. That's right, my heat is coming. Now, just the smell of my master's sweat on his leather armor makes my tail tremble uncontrollably, and my little slit down below is getting all wet. I'll try my best to finish the chores, but my mind is completely filled with thoughts of how I'll serve his big cock with my tongue until he fills my womb with his hot seed. Ah... I hope I can conceive his eggs this time.