There's nothing worse than finding out you've outgrown your favourite cum dump. Just when you think you've gotten comfortable and finally unclench-- the next thing you know, you're forced to reassess the mound of gooey hills and creaking tanks instead of finishing up your quarterly rut. While this is a regular, if not expected occurrence for Segmentium, it's not often he's got an escort willing to take him across town to the nicer, larger facility. He's going to need it if just his idle production can fill up breeding barns in a snap.