(schoolhater, KD said at least three sentences.)<br/><br/>Skeleton: Vertibrate<br/>Name: Wesley 'Section' King<br/>Age: 17<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Species: Human/Feline Hybrid (Catboy)<br/>Personality: He is very shy around those whom he hasn't met before, but once he settles in he can communicate well with them. He cares deeply about those around him (but there are some exceptions) although he doesn't often think about his actions and can behave very foolishly.<br/>Description:<a class="postlink" href="https://aryion.com/g3/showitem.php?id=162162">http://aryion.com/g3/showitem.php?id=162162</a><br/>Likes: Oral Vore, Unbirth, Somnophilia (sleep), Sitophilia (food), Digestion, Anything Goes, Hypnosis.<br/>Dislikes: Anal Vore, Cock Vore, Coprophilia (feces), Hematolagnia (blood), Urolagnia (urine), Cooking.<br/>Room: PC1, Room 101<br/><br/>Without knowing at first where this train would be going to, Wesley climbed the plastic-coated step into the carriage, struggling with his case, and momentarily stopped to allow the conductor an eyeshot at his ticket, which he'd tucked halfway into his trousers. As soon as he'd passed, he pushed one exposed claw of his free paw through the hole in the ticket and then dropped it into his pocket as he started to wonder down the corridor.<br/><br/>He couldn't believe his eyes as he slowly toured the carriages for an empty room; this was like no other train he had ever seen or witnessed before now. In place of row after row of nylon seats were the exquisitely-carved walls of small rooms, and he found himself gasping in awe at the mere sight. In fact, the site awed him to such a degree that when the loudspeakers spoke, the words sailed past him without him actually acknowledging him.<br/><br/>"My God," he exclaimed aloud, touching one of the walls with one set of whiskers, "this...this train's more than first class!" Slowly he continued to saunter while gazing longingly at his surroundings, before he found one room with its door open which, conventiently for him, was adjacent to a toilet. He turned to his right and entered the room, pulling the door shut behind him with his foot. He laid his case next to the door before he stepped back to observe the room.<br/><br/>In the room he could see a bunkbed as well as cleverly-decorated furniture lined alongside the recently-painted walls.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh, those beds look like they're to die for!</span>said his mind lovingly as he visually studied the textures of both matresses. Not wishing to wait any longer and knowing that he was not encroaching, he rapidly climbed the ladder to the top bunk and threw himself into it, sighing as the contours of the matress and quilt caressed his back. During his pleasure and comfort, he allowed his thick, bushy tail to coil around his chest to heighten his pleasure even further.<br/><br/>(Um, have I got the right idea about this, Kenta_Daiki?)