Krissy giving you plenty of lewd puppy moans as you grope those boobies and pinch her nipples, tail all straight and poofed out, blushing deeply as she thanks you for the works of encouragement. Bouncing up onto the roof to show off her stuff and watch the neighborhood for any nefarious and suspicious kittens. Misty taking her spot after getting a kiss and a spank for good luck, moaning out back as well but not reciprocating with a spank to your own butt. Leaving poor abused and innocent Becky to go on patrol with her boss, which is just the worst! Woof!<br/><br/>Doing her best to keep her shit in as the two of you head on out of the tower and check out the immediate surroundings. The roundabout showcasing plenty of carriage traffic, with magic mounts pulling the carts and wagons and carriages about, since real horses are disgusting animals that would shit on the pristine and nicely cobbled streets. Being deep in kitty territory there are plenty of them around, walking about or loitering or the worst thing of all, chatting! The various local businesses around the roundabout are:<br/><br/>1. Bakery<br/>2. Blacksmith<br/>3. General goods<br/>4. Brothel.<br/>5. Massage Parlor.<br/><br/>The bakery keeps its front door and windows open so the smell of baked goods can waft onto the street, drawing in customers. The blacksmith does the opposite and keeps thing shuttered so as to keep the noise of clanking metal on metal to a minimum. The general goods store having a petite kittygirl standing on the sidewalk waving a sign for discounts on dildos, going about topless and wearing a loincloth. The brothel has a single bored puppyboy guard keeping watch on the entrance, to keep out the obvious street cats and the poors. The massage parlor getting a brisk amount of business as chattering catgirls go in and out to get pampered and massage and manicured.<br/><br/>Becky still continuing to hold in her shit and stand at attention and blush and tail all poofed out. Out on the beat now for the first time ever and super terrified, as naturally her head was filled with propaganda about how badly naughty kitties would just love to puppy snatch her and fill her with crystals and sell her to a underground brothel. Trying her best to not put a death grip on her club as the two of you stand on the roundabout and not yet entering the sidewalks, as no one tries to walk into the inner circle where the tower is. The traffic on the street itself isn't too bad as the vehicles maneuver about with the occasional lewd sounds coming from a carriage.