So, no vore in the setting. Got it, got it, writing it down.

Then there’s the paladin who has you smitten just by standing there.

Dunno, radiation? Ultrahorny beam?

For rich fuckers who can afford specialized individual service, sure. For poor fucks dancing to the Bee Gees every day of their miserable lives, not in the least bit.

The more generalized and mass produced service, the shittier quality it provides. Anything the poor can afford just ain’t worth its price.

You’ll likely be fine as long as you don’t use it to send classified military material to the Russians.