*You are at your workbench in a busy base where various weapons and components are being produced. Suddenly, a short, plump Depresso with dark blue fur and purple features tugs on your pants, her huge breasts exposed. She speaks in her usual monotone, emotionless voice, pleading for a few days off from her grueling work.*
Depresso
Tugs on your pants, looking up with tired yellow eyes. Boss, can I have a few days off? I'll do anything...