''WARNING
This is a furry cub game featuring fictional underage characters in sexual situations, as well as scenes with feral animals.
In no way, shape or form should or does this represent anything in the real world. This is a game of fiction and fantasy
There are scenes of heterosexual and homosexual encounters in this game, but the choice is yours whether your character interacts with males or females, and broadly what themes and kinks will be applied
There will be scenes of homosexual nature that cannot be skipped, but they will be brief and in passing, the player character chooses freely for themselves which scenes to play within the confines of the game
The game will come in three editions: red light, brown and black
The further the game is developed, the kinkier and the harder it will be
The first part of the game is the RED LIGHT version. There is no rape, perhaps inklings of non-consensual, but nothing harder than that, though the individual scenes might have fairly hardcore aspects, like a good pounding or a throatfuck
Additionally, this game takes places in a brothel and thus contains scenes of prostitution and the themes of traficking and sexual slavery
There is ficticious usage of Viagra in this game with characters mixing it with alcohol consumption. Any medication taken in the real world should be treated with respect and almost all medication has adverse effects if mixed with alcohol! Stay safe and healthy!
This game has been updated to the BROWN LIGHT version. There will be several CLEAR warnings of what the next room will feature, which includes dirty play and non-consensual encounters. Do not enter the next room unless you want to experience such scenes!
This game has now been updated to the BLACK LIGHT version. This version contains bondage, bdsm and torture scenes. Do not enter until you have read the Notes about the room!''
[[I AM 18 YEARS OF AGE AND UNDERSTAND THIS WARNING]]
[[Notes on the Black Light Room. Please Read!]]
[[Skip Intro->Take a sip of whiskey and get an overview of the situation]]
The lights on the freeway cast an endless array of whizzing shadows across the interior of the car.
The V6 engine rumbles happily and you can barely feel its hum inside the car as it drives past smokestacks, large warehouses and other buildings and parking lots belonging to the industrial zone of the city.
You adjust your weight on the black leather seat and look over to your favority uncle, Tony.
The green-eyed rat shines you a bright smile, perfect white teeth glinting in the sharp lights and shining when the shadows cast over his broad face.
(link:"Check out your uncle")[Your uncle is a rat, just like you, some twenty years your senior. His green eyes are flanked by deep crows-feet, reflecting his tendency to be in a good mood and smiling a lot.
Around his neck hangs a thick gold chain and he's clad in a pristine tank-top that reveals his bulging arm muscles and his thick neck.
Uncle Tony works out quite a lot, as well as owning a boxing gym where he trains and spars.
[[The car turns right onto an off-ramp]]]
As the car decelerates, the rumble of the V6 engine becomes more noticeable.
The car is an older Mondeo, but it checks out, with its well-kept leather interior and uncle Tony's favorite feature, a revolving CD player that can hold several of the disks at once. At the moment, early 2000s pop is blasting out the stereo, but he turns the volume down as he gets near an intersection.
"So... Kinkbunny," he says, as he scans the road before taking a left turn, driving past some coal-powered plant where 40 foot high mounds of the black fuel is stacked outside.
(link:"Freeze up")[Every hair on your rodent body stands up and your tail twitches by the mention of that site.
Your deepest secret.
Out of the corners of your eyes you look at your uncle for any danger, but his features are light and he's actually smiling broadly.
[["Take out your phone."]]]Your uncle instructs you to take out your phone, and with a trembling paw you reach for the right pocket of your denim trousers, having some difficulty extracting it.
Eventually you succede, and you look down at the blank and fingerprint smudgeoned screen with some trepidation.
At the same time, Tony takes a right turn and drives into a huge industrial parking lot next to a two-story warehouse building that is perhaps as much as one thousand feet long. In your distraction, you didn't see its width, but it is a huge building.
Your uncle lets the engine stay on and switches on the light in the ceiling of the car so that you can easily see each other. He gives you a knowing look, shuts off the stereo, and pulls out his own phone.
"Now that you have turned 15 years old, I have a few lessons for you. The first is that you can //never// trust anyone as much as yourself when it comes to personal security."
He switches on his screen and taps a few times, before showing you the screen.
It's the same VPN and cybersecurity program that is installed on your phone.
Which your uncle gave you in secret when you turned 13.
(link:"Fuck")[You breathe out the curseword as you realise the implications and groan in a mixture of shame and anger towards yourself as he activates the program and it shows a list of sites and searches.
Sites and searches made on //your// phone.
"So..." Your uncle stretches time out deliberately, letting you stew in your own cold sweat.
(link:"\"Cubs.\"")["Cubs," he says, and you duck your head down like a hen being picked on by a rooster.
(link:"\"Gay Cubs.\"")["Gay cubs," he says, and you blush brightly, searching that topic just as much for the novelty as any real interest.
(link:"\"Straight Cubs.\"")["Straight cubs," he says, and your member hardens just a little despite yourself, remembering the last time you browsed that topic, which was, incidentally, just a few hours prior from now.
[[Your uncle clears his throat]]]]]]"So you're a huge pervert." The statement is said with finality, but without rancor, and you dare to raise your eyes to meet your uncle's gaze and his crows feet are utterly wrinkled from the beaming smile he's shooting you.
"And that is why we are here," he says, broadly gesturing to the large warehouse, large letters in bright LEDs spelling out CARGO CARRIERS, "at my favorite establishment: Club Central!"
(link:"Argue that this isn't centrally located, nor looking like a club")[After taking a few breaths and regaining your bearings, your mind churns at the name, and you ask why it is called that when it doesn't look to be a club, and it sure as shit isn't centrally located, this being the industrial zone on the outskirts of the city.
"Ahhh, that's the beauty of it. Try removing the L in club. What does it say then?" Tony asks rhetorically and you only need a second to appreciate the name hidden within.
Cub Central.
(link:"Say that you have read about that, online")[You hesitate for a second, and then say that you have heard that name before. On Kinkbunny. It is supposed to be a place of utter debauchery where cubs, but also adults and even ferals work as prostitutes.
There are also darker rumours of traficking and sexual slavery, which you mention.
"Bah, don't worry about that," your uncle says, "we are just two guys going in to have some fun. Those dark stories are just that, stories!"
His bright smile disarms your reservations and he turns off the light in the ceiling of the car again, before driving a bit further, until a ramp appears that goes down into the basement of the warehouse.
At the bottom, a gate blocks the path, but it opens up before you arrive in front of it, and your uncle steers the car into a fairly small, underground parking lot where he parks the car, turns it off and exits the vehicle.
[[Follow your uncle]]]]
You get out of the car and follow your uncle as he walks towards an elevator.
There's an intercom there, but he simply swipes his phone over a black oval and a light turns green and a mechanical whirr can be heard.
The elevator doors open and reveals insides that look luxurious. Golden brass and marble tiles decorate the interior, as well as several mirrors that make you look at infinite reflections of yourself and your uncle.
Your blue eyes are wide from the sights of it all, but you compose yourself, trying to act unfazed in front of your uncle, who is giving you a knowing side-glance the whole time and carries a bit of a smirk as he pushes the down button.
It only takes a few seconds before the elevator stops and you exit it, walking into some kind of lobby.
(link:"Take a look around")[The lobby is lavishly decorated with marble tiles, brass fixtures, old school wall-fixated lamps and chandeliers that would be perfectly in place in the 1920s. There is a couple of black leather couches with a low mahogany table between them.
As you take a double-glance, you notice there are a three pornographic magazines that lie on top of each other, fanned out, with the names KINKBUNNY EXTRA written in a bold font.
[[Blush, and follow your uncle as he steps towards the receptionist booth]]]You take a second look around, and notice that the room itself is square, with a door on all three sides and the elevator behind you.
Between two doors on the left and center, is the smaller square construction where counters seperate the receptionist from the guests.
The receptionist, a teenage white fox with curious, amber eyes, has been following your movements since the elevator door opened. He gives you a friendly smile and a nod before positively beaming as he turns his attention to your uncle.
"Ahh, mister Straciatello, welcome back!" the fox exclaims.
"No need for that, Aiden, today is all about Joshua here," your uncle says with a grin, causing the young fox to turn his attention back to you again.
As you have stepped closer, you can see that he is roughly the same height as you, but from his voice and how he carries himself, he is probably a couple years older. He's slender as a whip and a bit on the effeminate side, wrists dangling a little when he talks.
"Ahh, you must be the birthday boy!" Aiden says warmly, taking a second to look at the screen on the computer that is on the reception desk, "Everything has been prepared for your big day."
"How is the selection today?" your uncle asks, to which the white fox gives him a toothy grin, which he then turns on you.
Quite a smiler, this one, but he seems enthusiastic and genuine, so it doesn't bother you.
"The selection is varied and has something for every kind of taste," Aiden says, giving you a wink, before reaching one of his paws out to point at the door at the right side of the elevator, "behind that door is the changing room, including showers, inside are the kimonos our guests usually wear. If you would be so kind as to go inside and change, then we can proceed to the next step."
You look at your uncle, and he gives you a nod, so you give the white fox a nod and turn around to go change.
[[Enter the changing room]]The insides are all white tiles and the air is slightly humid and warm. There are several sturdy lockers, and all of them are opened slightly, revealing that you and your uncle are the only guests here.
On the doors of each locker hangs a white, cotton kimono.
(link:"Begin undressing")[You have been to your uncle's gym numerous times and have undressed alongside him more times than you can remember, going all the way back to your childhood when going to the local pool or to the beach.
Somehow, this time it feels different, and you hesitate for a second.
Your uncle wastes no time, though, and strips down all the way, including to taking his underwear off, which you notice with a sideways glance.
(link:"Sneak a peek")[Uncle Tony has a wide body that is packed with muscle. His stomach has a tiny belly growing on him, which he often mentions in a self-deprecating kind of way, but overall he looks good for his age, nearing his 40s.
The hair on his head is cut short, and still fully brown, unlike your father's which has turned grey, and he is only a couple years older than your uncle.
On his abdomen there is a wide scar near his navel that is several inches long. You have some suspicions of what caused it, but he never wants to talk about it.
His body is fairly hairy, allthough his crotch-fur is trimmed down to reveal a flaccid, humanoid cock and a pair of heavy-looking balls.
[[Check it out (NSFW)->Uncle Pic]]]
[["All clothes off."]]]
You take a glance at your uncle as he instructs you to remove all your clothes before donning the white kimono, and you notice he is busy tightening the belt so that he is looking modest.
Staring straight at your locker, you begin to take off every article of clothing, and find out that the floor is pleasantly heated, warmth spreading up your bare pawpads.
"Looking good, kiddo," uncle Tony says as you remove your t-shirt, and you blush and smile from the compliment, giving him a sideways look and smirk, before flexing your bicep in his direction.
A couple of years ago, he practically forced you to begin training at his gym, and your body is showing it. Gone is the cubchub of the nerdy kid you used to be and your arms are growing decently big for your age, something you are quite proud of.
Being able to punch a bully properly is a nice benefit as well.
(link:"Finish undressing yourself")[As you remove your underwear, you are slightly mortified to notice that your uncut dick is at half mast. The tension of the whole situation might be giving you butterflies, but that part of your body seems to be ready.
Shuffling a bit and turning your body to the side, you dangle your underwear off your feet and nimbly use your left foot to throw it upwards so you can catch it and put it into the locker. Then, you put on the kimono and fasten the belt, leaving you decent again.
You turn towards your uncle and he gives you a questioning eyebrow-raise, to which you give him a thumbs up. He smiles broadly, teeth glinting as much as his gold chain, which he has opted to keep on.
[[Leave the changing room]]]You follow your uncle into the lobby, and you are happy to notice that the tiles here are warmed up as well, leaving you nice and relaxed for the upcoming event.
The white fox receptionist makes a flourish out of pointing at the central door, "Your pleasures await, dear guests," he says.
Uncle Tony gives him a nod and then strides towards the door, pulling it open and gesturing for you to go through. You notice that several nuances of red light are being cast through the portal, from pinks to deep red like a dark wine.
"After you," Tony says.
[[Enter the Red Light room]]You enter a room where everything, including the vinyl flooring itself, is in some shade of red.
Lamps hang from the ceilings that cast down cones of violet, pink and deep reds over the various areas.
This is obviously a place that can cater to many guests at once. There are numerous tables, couches, recliners and benches, all covered with red leather or surfaces of various nuances of red, while the wooden legs or support structures has been stained a deep black, starkly contrasting with the more pastel colours of the rest.
At the end of the large room, truly fit to be a club, is a long bar complete with a wide assortment of expensive-looking liquor and wine bottles standing on pastel-pink shelves.
You follow your uncle to the center of the room, where a dancefloor of light tan wood is completed by two stripper poles going from the roof to the floor. Right next to it is a small table and two reclining chairs, of which Tony sits down in one of them with a satisfied groan.
(link:"Sit down")[The red-coloured leather is as soft as anything you have ever been seated on and you feel like you sink in several inches.
"What can I get you?" Aiden the white fox asks, having trailed behind you, apparently doubling as a bartender.
"Johnny Walker, 30 years, two glasses, no ice," you uncle says, before you can order anything for yourself.
Aiden walks up to the bar with a definite swish to his bottom, tail wagging from side to side with every step. The white-furred teenager is revealed to be wearing denim shorts with several tears in them, and they hug his butt //very// tightly.
He comes back with the two glasses of amber liquor and put them down on the table in front of you, before stepping back with something akin to a bow.
"The Madam will be out shortly with the selection," Aiden says, giving you a wink, before turning with a swish of his tail and going back towards the lobby.
[[Your uncle raises his glass in a salute]]]You grab your own glass and salute your uncle back, before you dare take a sip, you sniff at the liquid, and almost cough from the potency of its fumes.
"One of the things I'm gonna teach you tonight is how to drink liquor," Tony says, his deep voice carrying a mixture of the tone of a teacher and that of a cool friend inducting you into something forbidden.
"You don't hammer shots like a low-life," he says, "that is the way of the alcoholic, the bro-dude and the gangbanger. Instead, you take a sip, swish it around, let its aromas get to your tastebuds and //then// you swallow."
(link:"Nod and take your first sip")[You gingerly take a little sip and your tongue instantly starts burning from the alcohol content. Keeping it cool, you do as instructed and swish it around a little before swallowing.
"Bleh," you say as you manage to choke down the burning substance and your uncle gives you a friendly laugh, gesturing for you to take another sip.
You try it out, and now that you are a little more accostumed to the taste of the alcohol, the prolonged staying time in your mouth makes the whiskey leave off noticeable tastes of oak and woodsmoke.
Hmm, you thought all liquor was about being strong, but there is actually //flavours// to this stuff!
"Now you are getting the hang of it!" Tony says, his green eyes dancing with friendly mirth from your facial expressions.
You have tasted sips of beer and wine before, but never liquor, and it shows!
(link:"Take a third sip")[Your next sip is much braver, and you almost choke on the potent whiskey, but manage to hafsh-hafsh a bit, as if you are eating too hot food, and alcoholic fumes tickle your nose.
Your throat burns a little as you are forced to swallow some and you almost cough the rest out all over the place, but manage your composure and take your time tasting the flavours of the whiskey remaining in your muzzle.
The taste turns ever more mellow as your tongue goes a little numb and time lets the flavours really hit your tastebuds
[["This tastes pretty good!"]]]]Your uncle grins as you exclaim your delight, "Damn right, Joshua, good liquor tastes amazing, if you give yourself the opportunity to enjoy it! That's why you don't water it down and chill it with ice cubes, or choke down shot after shot of cheapo booze. Good liquors can and should be drunk at room temperature, slowly and deliberately. If you have to chill it or drink it as shots, it's fucking shit and not worth your time."
You nod at his sagely advice and take another small gulp, enjoying the flavours of the expensive whiskey as they hit your tastebuds.
Tony rummages at the pocket in his kimono you did not even know it had, or else you would have brought your phone with you, and takes out a small, steel container that is flat and round.
He puts it on the table and opens it, and a fairly strong smell comes out.
You look closer and see there's a bunch of small, white pills and couple larger, blue pills.
(link:"\"Is that... Drugs???\"")[Tony bursts out laughing so hard that the gold chain around his neck rattles.
"No no, Joshua. Or well, yes," he says, sheepishly picking up one of the blue pills and breaking it in half, setting the half piece and another whole pill over on the table in front of you, "perhaps you might recognize the brand, being a pervert after all," he says with a smirk before leaning back and popping the half pill into his mouth and swallowing it without chasing it down with anything
You take a very close look and realise it's a viagra pill!
"Yeah, so I'm only taking a half pill cause anything more gives me a headache," your uncle says, "but you are young and virile, and you are gonna need some performance boosting to make it through the night!"
He looks at you for a second with a wide grin and then points at the smaller, white pills, "Those are mints, you are probably going to want some before the night is over!"
[[Pick up the blue pill and put it into your mouth]]]The film on the pill instantly begins to dissolve in a very bad, chemical taste, and you hurriedly take a small sip of your whiskey to make it swallowable. It burns and sticks in your throat all the way down.
Not an ideal way of doing this!
"You know, when you want to really spit on command, right?" Tony says, grinning at your discomfort, "you kinda let it pool in your mouth first, right?"
You nod.
"Do that, and then try taking the last half pill, without chasing it down with the whiskey."
You do as he says, and actually manage to swallow the half pill of viagra without choking on it. Still, it leaves a bad taste in your mouth, and you immediately take little gulp of whiskey to cleanse your palate.
Because it actually tastes darn good now that you have learned how to enjoy it!
Your uncle harrumphs and you realise you did the opposite of what he asked of you, but when you look at him he is smiling broadly, eyes directed elsewhere.
[[Look at what your uncle is staring at->The madam and the whores]]
You didn't notice the sound of the door opening, but now that you are looking, you cannot fail to hear footsteps or see the procession that is coming through and making its way towards you and your uncle.
At the head, is a woman in heavy makeup. She's a poodle of some sorts, with a large bosom and narrow hips, looking somewhere in her fifties or maybe even older, it is hard to say with all the makeup.
Behind walks a man and a woman, side-by-side, the man a tall and muscular rottweiler and the woman a curvacious mare of a breed you don't recognize.
Behind them comes several cubs, two of which are holding leashes connecting to a couple of dogs, and last comes two small cubs, toddlers really, walking hand in hand.
The madam is clad in a deeply crimson dress that almost goes to her heels and is snared high over her bosom, but otherwise clings to her form.
The rest are stark naked.
You blush, as you cannot fail to notice the pussies and the cocks on full display, and you squirm a bit at the thought of what the dogs are there for.
"This is my cue to vacate the room," your uncle says, clapping his thighs and getting on his feet in a smooth motion, finished drink left behind on the table.
"Is he ready for me?" Tony asks the well-painted older woman.
"Yes, sir," she turns and snaps her fingers, "Jason, come here!" she commands.
A naked cub steps forward, a rat like yourself and your uncle, perhaps old enough to be in fourth grade. His eyes lock with yours for a few seconds and you notice they are bright blue, then he looks at your uncle and then demurely at the floor.
"I am here to please you, sir," the rat cub says in a high-pitched voice, and you notice his little member is standing somewhat firm.
"Good boy," Tony says, stepping forward and brushing a paw across his cheek, before reaching for one of the cub's paws and leading him away.
Your uncle turns his head and shouts, "Enjoy your birthday presents!" before he walks to one of the many doors you suddenly notice lead out of the room, and him and the cub vanish out of sight, leaving you alone.
[[Take a sip of whiskey and get an overview of the situation]]You take a sip of whiskey and swish it around while your cheeks burn a bright red from a mixture of the alcohol, the beginning pangs of arousal and embarassment of looking at so many nude furs facing you all at once.
The poodle with the heavy make-up steps forward and gives you a smile that is all teeth, no eyes.
"My name is Alice, but here I am known as "The Madam". I take care of the boys and girls here and make sure they are vaxxed, prepped, fed and properly clean their tushes," the woman's voice carries a mixture of a salesman and a suburbian housewife, "your... //friend// has reserved the whole establishment tonight, just for you, and we have done our very best to give you as //fine// a selection to choose from as possible."
You knew this was what it was all about, but the red in your cheeks burns brighter still.
You are a virgin! You haven't even done any awkward exploration or //anything// of that sort, only consumed enough pornography to keep an entire city entertained for a couple of months!
[[Ask about the... Menu]]
(if:visits is 1)[You awkwardly clear your throat and do your best impression of a grown up voice, asking about what the madam and the establishment can offer you.
"Say no more!" the woman exclaims, and gestures at the cubs, dogs and adults standing in a semi-circle in front of you, "point and I will explain!"]
(if:visits >= 1)[The semi-circle of naked cubs, adults and dogs awaits. The Madam wants you to point out which have caught your interest.]
[[Point at the dogs]]
[[Point at the cubs]]
[[Point at the adults]]
(if:visits is 3)[[[You get a curious thought and want to check out the lobby while there's still time->Lobby]]]
(if:visits >= 5)[You notice your uncle appearing with the rat boy in tow.
[[Check out your uncle and the rat boy]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Tell the cub to show you around")'s length >= 1)[[[You wish to play some messier games, head for the Brown Room->Tell the cub to show you around]]]You point at the dogs and the madam gives a short whistle, causing both of them to walk towards her. They sit down right in front of the woman and look up expectantly. She gives another whistle, of a different tune, and gestures towards you and the dogs get up, walk over and sit within arm's reach of your sitting position. One is a Boxer and the other is a Golden Retriver
Both dogs are panting happily and look like they want to play
"This is Max," the madam says, pointing at the boxer, "and this is Nellie," she then points at the Golden Retriver.
(link:"Ask about Max")["Max here is a Boxer of pure lineage. He has been trained to both give and recieve... pleasure," the woman says with a pearly smile.
"Do you want to see what he is capable of?" she asks
[[Ask to see what Max can do of tricks]]]
(link:"Ask about Nellie")[Well, Nellie here is a purebred Golden Retriever. Affectionate and willing to please. All of her holes have been trained for the client's pleasure. Do you wish to see what she is capable of?", the madam asks with a sly smile.
[[Ask to see what Nellie can do of tricks]]]
[[These dogs don't interest you, send them back->Ask about the... Menu]](if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the wolf girl")'s length <= 0)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the fox boy")'s length is 0)[You point at the cubs and the madam snaps her fingers, causing them to step forward and the adults and the dogs to stay back. This close, their naked bodies are easy for you to inspect.
"Here, we have a fine selection that caters to every taste," the woman says, "from the virginal to the experienced, from the young to the old," at this word a male tiger cub awkwardly scratches the back of his head. He's the same age as you or thereabouts, perhaps a year younger, his member is inside its sheath.
There are two toddlers, who look up at you with slightly shy eyes. One of them is a male, the other a female. The male has a humanoid dicklet and is some kind of swine, with teeny tiny tusks beginning to sprout from his snout. The toddler girl is a panda with some chub on her.
There is a mouse girl with a slender body, who you guess is around third grader age.
There is a wolf girl with slightly budding breasts, looking a bit older than the mouse. She has a bit of makeup on, red lipstick and some eyeshadow, and is definitely standing in a pose that makes her backside strut out while keeping her head in a slight downward position, looking up at you and fluttering her eyes in a seductive manner.
There is a fox boy who is quite young, a couple years above kindergarden. He looks shy and his paws are close to his crotch and sheath, as if he wants to cover it, but he refrains from doing so and keeps looking at the madam with slightly worried eyes.
[[Ask about the toddlers]]
[[Ask about the fox boy]]
[[Ask about the mouse girl]]
[[Ask about the wolf girl]]
[[Ask about the tiger boy]]
[[These cubs don't interest you, check out the other whores->Ask about the... Menu]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the wolf girl")'s length <= 0)[(if:(history: where its name contains "You are spent and done with the fox boy, leave this room")'s length is 1)[You point at the cubs and the madam snaps her fingers, causing them to step forward and the adults and the dogs to stay back. This close, their naked bodies are easy for you to inspect.
"Here, we have a fine selection that caters to every taste," the woman says, "from the virginal to the experienced, from the young to the old," at this word a male tiger cub awkwardly scratches the back of his head. He's the same age as you or thereabouts, perhaps a year younger, his member is inside its sheath.
There are two toddlers, who look up at you with slightly shy eyes. One of them is a male, the other a female. The male has a humanoid dicklet and is some kind of swine, with teeny tiny tusks beginning to sprout from his snout. The toddler girl is a panda with some chub on her.
There is a mouse girl with a slender body, who you guess is around third grader age.
There is a wolf girl with slightly budding breasts, looking a bit older than the mouse. She has a bit of makeup on, red lipstick and some eyeshadow, and is definitely standing in a pose that makes her backside strut out while keeping her head in a slight downward position, looking up at you and fluttering her eyes in a seductive manner.
The fox boy is waiting in his room, waiting to be claimed by you.
[[Ask about the toddlers]]
[[Ask about the mouse girl]]
[[Ask about the wolf girl]]
[[Ask about the tiger boy]]
[[Go to the room where Nicolas is]]
[[These cubs don't interest you, check out the other whores->Ask about the... Menu]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the wolf girl")'s length >= 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "You are spent and done with the fox boy, leave this room")'s length is 1)[You point at the cubs and the madam snaps her fingers, causing them to step forward and the adults and the dogs to stay back. This close, their naked bodies are easy for you to inspect.
"Here, we have a fine selection that caters to every taste," the woman says, "from the virginal to the experienced, from the young to the old," at this word a male tiger cub awkwardly scratches the back of his head. He's the same age as you or thereabouts, perhaps a year younger, his member is inside its sheath.
There are two toddlers, who look up at you with slightly shy eyes. One of them is a male, the other a female. The male has a humanoid dicklet and is some kind of swine, with teeny tiny tusks beginning to sprout from his snout. The toddler girl is a panda with some chub on her.
There is a mouse girl with a slender body, who you guess is around third grader age.
Tiffany the wolf girl is in her room, waiting for you.
The fox boy is waiting in his room, waiting to be claimed by you.
[[Ask about the toddlers]]
[[Ask about the mouse girl]]
[[Ask about the wolf girl]]
[[Ask about the tiger boy]]
[[Go to the room where Nicolas is]]
[[These cubs don't interest you, check out the other whores->Ask about the... Menu]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the wolf girl")'s length >= 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the fox boy")'s length is 0)[You point at the cubs and the madam snaps her fingers, causing them to step forward and the adults and the dogs to stay back. This close, their naked bodies are easy for you to inspect.
"Here, we have a fine selection that caters to every taste," the woman says, "from the virginal to the experienced, from the young to the old," at this word a male tiger cub awkwardly scratches the back of his head. He's the same age as you or thereabouts, perhaps a year younger, his member is inside its sheath.
There are two toddlers, who look up at you with slightly shy eyes. One of them is a male, the other a female. The male has a humanoid dicklet and is some kind of swine, with teeny tiny tusks beginning to sprout from his snout. The toddler girl is a panda with some chub on her.
There is a mouse girl with a slender body, who you guess is around third grader age.
Tiffany the wolf girl is not here at the moment.
There is a fox boy who is quite young, a couple years above kindergarden. He looks shy and his paws are close to his crotch and sheath, as if he wants to cover it, but he refrains from doing so and keeps looking at the madam with slightly worried eyes.
[[Ask about the toddlers]]
[[Ask about the fox boy]]
[[Ask about the mouse girl]]
[[Ask about the wolf girl]]
[[Ask about the tiger boy]]
[[These cubs don't interest you, check out the other whores->Ask about the... Menu]]]]
The two adults step forward and the cubs and dogs step back.
"These fine specimens are //excellent// choices for the discerning costumer wanting something a little different from what we usually offer," the madam says.
"Dominic is thirty-one years old and an exclusive top," she says, "and Lissie is thirty-three, and what your generation would call an expert in the "mommy-dom gf" experience, isn't that right?" the madam asks the curvacius horse, who nods with a broad smile and turns to look at you, giving you a friendly wink.
(link:"Ask about the male rottweiler")[The rottweiler steps forward. He's an absolute specimen of a male. You would guess that he is some seven feet tall, broad-shouldered, with well-defined and bulging muscles. His fur is black, except for creamed-coffee brown running down his stomach from his sternum to encompass the insides of his thighs. His head is broad and the same creamed-coffee-brown is present at his snout, otherwise his facial fur is black.
His eyes are black and are staring at you as if you were a piece of meat.
"The name's Dominic, and my puppymaker loves getting squeezed into tight holes," the man says in a deep and dominating voice, looking down at you and groping his crotch lewdly.
His sheath is huge and bulging out from an emerging erection, the tapered tip of his knotted cock bright red in contrast to his creamed-coffee-brown fur. His nuts dangle low and look full to bursting.
[[Ask for some private time with the rottweiler]]]
(link:"Ask about the female horse")[The woman steps forward. The equine looks to be the same height at you with a form that can only be described as "voluptuous". Her thighs are broad and her breasts are thick and heavy, with large brown nipples that look //very// suckable.
Her fur is a mixture of brown and cream, with white fur running down her legs from the knees down, and from her arms from the elbows down.
"I'm Lissie, and I will put you on my lap, tell you what a big boy you are and make you feel loved and taken care of," she says simply, giving you a wink with her expressive brown eyes.
[[Ask for some private time with the horse]]]
[[These adults don't interest you, check out the other whores->Ask about the... Menu]]
"You can give him several commands. Of course there are the usual ones but he has been trained to present himself for anal intercourse, as well as get an erection on command," the madam says, "use the commands 'present' and 'get hard' to elicit these responses."
(link:"Tell Max to present")[As you command the Boxer to present, he gives a happy little whine and turns around, stretches his front legs, and gives you a perfect view of his engorged tailhole.
His tail is narrow and whipping back and forth and his puffy hole is spasming slightly, looking a bit moist, but perfectly clean. The fur around his anus has been shaved down for easy access.]
(link:"Tell Max to get hard")[The dog turns so that you get a sideways view of his body, and the bulging sheath underneath. He gives you a look that is almost coy, and his tongue starts lolling out as he begins to pant heavily.
Emerging from the tip of his sheath is a small, red tip that quickly swells up, and you can see the contours of a fat knot being pumped up inside his sheath.
"He won't get much harder than that without stimulation," the madam says.]
[[Say that you want some private time with Max]]
[[Max does not interest you, maybe the other dog will->Point at the dogs]]
"Of course, follow me," the madam says, when you tell her you want to play around with the feral Boxer.
She whistles for the dog to follow, and leads you over to one of the many doors leading out of the room. This one has an imprint of canine pawpads on it. She opens it and gestures you inside.
"I will leave you alone. The door locks from the inside. Don't forget to lube up!" she says, before turning and exiting the room.
After locking the door, you look down at the boxer. He has a goofy expression on his face and is cocking his head sideways in a "what's happening now?" sort of way. His ears are perky and his tail is wagging.
(link:"Look around the room")[You cannot help but reach down and give the dog a couple of scritches on his forehead before you step back and look around the room.
It is fairly spacious, with the same heating of the floor that you have noticed elsewhere. There is a bed with what looks like durable, red leather covering it and a single pillow in garish pink colour.
On the side of the bed is a big container of lube with a push-down dispenser on top.
[[Hop on the bed]]]You disrobe, leaving you stark naked. The temperature in the room is comfortably warm enough for this and the leather covering the bed surprisingly feels varm as well as supple. You put a fingernail to it and it changes colour to a slightly darker shade of red where you scratch it, as the fibers change direction.
(link:"Pat the bed to invite Max up ")[Not a second after you pat the bed, the boxer jumps up besides you. He is panting and his tail is wagging.
There seems to be a playful glint to his deeply brown eyes.
The dog steps closer and it seems like he wants to lick your face.
(link:"Let him lick your face")[The dog steps closer still and puts his muzzle against yours before he licks the underside of your chin with some force. He's a fairly big dog up close and seems really into it.
(link:"Kiss with the dog")[The breath of the dog is musky and smells like real meat and not wet kibble, which comforts you as you stick out your own tongue and lick as his chops.
Max begins to pant happily and lap at your face even harder, and his fervour spurs you on to lick back just as intensely.
You reach out and grab at his flanks, pet the sides of his neck, and slide your fingers through his perky ears, all the while your tongues and lips meet again and again.
You can feel and taste his drool, just as he can taste yours, and you blush furiously as your member hardens from the lewd actions you are performing.
The dog's probing tongue eventually becomes a little bit chafing for your own and for your face.]
(link:"Push him gently away and command him to get hard")[Max begins to pant and turns so that he is standing sideways. His bulging sheath immidiately shows a bit of pink that rapidly expands and hardens. Beneath the white fur at the base of his sheath, a golf-ball sized indentation throbs and grows.
[[Decide you want to play with his knotted cock]]]
(link:"Push him gently away and command him to present")[The Boxer turns away from you and stretches his front legs, giving you the full view of his tailhole where the fur has been shaved away in a roughly 1 inch circle to allow for easier acces.
His hole is puffy and winking slightly. Max looks back over his shoulder, giving you the "what now?" expression of a feral dog impatiently waiting
[[Decide you want to play with his tailhole]]]]]You reach out for the feral Boxer's sheath and grab it, feeling the bulging meat underneath.
It's so warm!
You read on the internet that feral dogs have a higher body temperature than anthros, and it seems that was true. You roll around his sheath with your fingers, press your palm against its underside and try to grip at his expanding knot, which is making the sheath bulge out obscenely.
(link:"Pull out his dick")[You pull at his sheath and more and more of his red rocket pokes out.
The dog's member is twitching and throbbing so hard you can easily feel it through his furry sheath, and the warmth is getting even more noticeable.
You have seen a vid or two, and grasp his knot, massaging the bulbous organ and coaxing it out of the sheath. Max whines a little just before it pops out with a lewd sound, and you guess you were a tiny bit too slow to get it out compared to how thick it had become inside the sheath.
(link:"Admire his huge cock")[Now that his cock is fully out, it rapidly hardens and begins to shoot sprays of precum that mat the leather bedding.
You keep your fingers behind his knot and keep massaging, and his member grows and grows, eventually spasming in its full glory, some eight or nine inches long including the knot. The bulbous organ itself feels as large as a tennis ball, what a beast!
(link:"Suck that dripping dog cock")[You are shaking with trepidation and your cock is fully hard, spasming in all its five inch uncut glory. You have never played around with anyone or any animal //ever// and it feels like you are breaking seven different taboos all at once.
With butterflies arising in your stomach, you bring your face closer to that throbbing and precum-spraying cock. You extend your tongue and use your paw to direct the red rocket in your general direction, instantly being rewarded with a splurt of doggy precum into your muzzle that coats your tastebuds with its sweet and lightly salty fluids.
Emboldened, and with your erection bobbing underneath you, you crawl closer and crane your neck, taking his member into your muzzle. It's salty and metallic, feral and slightly musky, and the amount of pre the dog emits increases exponentially, causing you to swallow again and again as you begin giving him a proper blowjob.
You slurp and lick and bob your head like in the videos you have seen, and the dog pants and whimpers slightly from the stimulation, lifting one of his hind legs to give you even easier access.
[[Have him finish in your mouth]]
[[You want that cock inside your virgin tailhole, and you turn around on all fours]]]]]You cannot pass this oppportunity to play with the feral Boxer's ass.
Max is looking over his shoulder and giving you an expectant look, and underneath his dangling nutsack, you can see the glint of red from his dick sticking out of its sheath.
(link:"Lick his asshole")[With butterflies churning in your stomach, you move nearer and position your muzzle right in front of his puffy pucker.
You grab his hips and give him a few scritches there before leaning in and sticking your tongue out. Before you make contact, your nose is subjected to the dog's musk, which is fairly mild, but still potent.
Your tongue makes contact with the surface of his anal ring, and you can feel the warm flesh yielding to your muscular organ.
The taste is much less than you would have expected, the madam really keeps his tushy clean, and the most you can taste is his animalistic musk as you press your tongue deeper inside the hot confines of his asshole.
You can hear him panting and pushing back at you and you make out with his hole, licking, slurping, sucking, sticking your tongue as deeply inside as possible. The taste of feral musk gets heavier, and then it gets milder, as your saliva mixes with his pheromones and transport them down your gullet.
[[Decide you want to have him sit on your face]]]
[[Finger the dog in preperation for fucking him]]With Max lifting his hind leg, and your paw squeezing his knot, you have good access and room to begin taking his cock deeper into your muzzle.
Gagging a few times, with drool and doggy precum dripping down your chin, you slowly get the hang of it, letting the pointed tip of his dick go as far as prodding against your uvula.
The feral Boxer pants and whines and begins to gyrate his hips a little, and that cock travels deeper down your throat still.
The taste in your mouth gets stronger and muskier, and the fluids creamier, sending off fireworks explosions in your brain from the perversity of it all. Your cock is rock hard, but you hardly have time to pleasure yourself, and let the dog have his pleasure instead. You bob and you weave, your inexperienced tongue licks all over his slick and metallic-tasting shaft.
Max whines and begins to growl slightly, really buckling his hips, and you increase the suction and squeeze his knot as hard as you can, stimulating him and keeping his cock steady for your deepthroating at the same time. You are rewarded with heavy spatters of cum that shoot down your gullet, and you pull back a little to keep the dog semen in your mouth instead, so you can really taste the pungent fluids he's emitting.
With one paw on his knot, and his hip-buckling mostly over, you attend to your own erection. The position is a bit awkward, but you manage to grab hold and mastrubate furiously, as more and more dog cum sprays into your mouth. You swallow some, some drips down your chin, and the perverse lewdness of it all quickly brings you over the edge.
Waves of euphoria mix with the electric buzzes of naughtiness from it all and you spray your seed over the leather bedding.
Despite the post-nut clarity approaching, you keep suckling at the feral dog's big cock, swallowing down every drop of his load.
Both of you spent, you climb off the bed, put on your white kimono, and Max follows you. Right next to the door is a little table with disposable wipes and a bowl of mints. You wipe down the sticky fluids on your chin and eat a mint, feeling sufficiently presentable to head out again.
[[Exit the room->Ask about the... Menu]]
You turn around and come face-to-face with the small table and the lube dispenser there. Having read about horror stories, you decide to play it safe, and lube up properly.
Before that happens, you feel a cold snout boop against your tailhole, and Max begin lapping at your virgin folds.
Somehow, you think he has been specifically trained for this, as his lappings are less all over the place and he really tries to //push// that broad tongue of his inside. You moan out in pleasure as his muscular organ penetrates and you can feel it travel deeply inside, lubing you up with his saliva and pleasuring you at the same time.
The feral Boxer is really intent on his task, and you let your upper body collapse on the leather bedding, taking the time to enjoy his ministrations, moaning everytime he hits a specifically sensitive spot with his long and broad tongue.
Eventually you can hear him huffing and growling slightly from deep within his chest, and you know he wants to claim your tailhole.
(link:"Lube up and let him have at it")[Feeling slightly sorry for delaying, you shuffle a bit around and push him gently away. Then you take out three big squirts of the lube from the container on the table and lather up your backside.
You are a huge pervert, and have of course played around with your tailhole before, and can easily fit two of your fingers at once.
It feels slick in an alien kind of way, as the feral dog's saliva has already done a good job. The fluids mix and you feel like your hole is slicker than ever before, allowing you to insert three fingers up to the knuckles without hardly any strain.
(link:"Let Max claim you as his bitch")[Satisfied that you are lubed and stretched, you look back over your shoulder. Max is simply sitting on his haunches, looking at you expectantly.
Seems like he has tried this before.
His red rocket has retreated into its sheath, and you feel fairly glad, cause then you know he can knot you and give you that experience which you felt would be impossible if he was fully hard.
"Come here, boy!" you say to him and he springs up, tongue lolling out happily.
You focus on staying on your knees and splaying them out so he has the perfect angle and the feral Boxer mounts you. His claws are well-manicured, and you hardly feel them scrape against your back and sides as his front paws lock you in so that he can properly fuck you.
You feel his warm and moist sheath impact your backside and quickly feel his tip prodding at your tailhole.
(link:"Moan, and push back")[Feeling his member pushing against your tailhole and spreading you out a little causes you to moan out.
Instinctively you push back, letting the dog know he has found the right spot, and you feel his powerful front legs clamping down, holding you in place, as he begin to buckle his hips rapidly
The small tip pushes you open again and again, and you can feel his member hardening up by the second. Max is able to push his canine prick deeper and deeper inside your virgin tailhole, and you are amazed to feel the hot warmth from his body heat filling you up as drives it ever closer to the base of his knot.
You can feel the pop as his bulbous organ enters you, spreading you open, and now the experience turns slightly scary, as there is a slight twinge as he knotfucks you with his half-inflated cock.
(link:"Bite the pillow")[As he is buckling against you hard and fast, and his growing knot is popping in and out of your not-so-virgin tailhole, you grab hold of the garishly pink pillow and bite into it.
This helps you endure his fast rutting until the point where he pops inside and //stays//.
Not that it stops his buckling, or the immense pressure on your prostate, but the slight pain turns to incredible pleasure as you feel his knotted member expand to become fully erect and spasming inside you.
Everytime he sprays a jet of semen you can feel it travel up your bowels.
Everytime he pulls back you can feel your tailhole bulging around his knot.
Everytime he pushes forward, you can feel his hot length spearing your insides.
And all the while, the feral Boxer's fat knot is grinding against your prostate.
(link:"Cum hands free")[You have been so wrapped up in the whole experience that you forgot about your own dick, but it hasn't forgotten about you!
As the dog grinds and batters your prostate with his hot and huge member, you feel a surge of pleasure that seems to start at your toe-tips, travelling up to your hairline, causing your hairs to stand on end.
The surge travels down again, to your uncut member that is twitching and bobbing around from the dog's humpings and you spit out the pillow and moan out like a bitch in heat as your balls draw up against your body and you shoot your load in the first ever anal orgasm of your life.
Your tailhole contracts as you cum and the squeeze you feel around the feral dog's knot is just the right mixture of unbearable and divine, causing your dick to shoot jet after jet of rodent cum all over the leather bedding.
(link:"Bask in the afterglow")[Coming down from the euphoric high of your orgasm, you notice that Max has turned away from you and is standing ass-to-ass with you.
For a few minutes you enjoy the sensations of your insides being coated with hot canine cum, while your own dick continuously dribbles from the pressure against your prostate.
You can feel the dog's heartbeat, you suddenly realise, and you melt into the leather bedding and rest yourself on the pillow while you wait for his knot to deflate.
Eventually, he pulls out with hardly more than a twinge of pain, and you squeal out as he instantly begins lapping at your sore tailhole, cleaning you of his emissions.
You shakily get out of the bed and put on your kimono. Next to the door is a small table with disposable wipes, and you clean yourself off the best you can.
Looking presentlable, you and Max leave the room.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]]]]You lick and slurp his tailhole for a couple of minutes, and get an idea for some mutual pleasure.
You scoot around so that you are on your back with your feet facing towards the feral Boxer. Then, you shuffle so that he is forced to lift his paws and eventually he is standing with his plump nutsack just above your face and his head close to your groin.
His muzzle sniffs at your five inch erection and begins to lap at it, and you moan out from the rough stimulation to your sensitive head.
With your head directly underneath his backside like this, you give the command "sit!", and the well-trained dog pushes his ass down on your face so that your snout is pushed against the base of his tail and your mouth makes contact with his puffy asshole.
You begin to lick and slurp at his musky backside and can feel the dog //grinding// against you, even as he licks and slurps harder and faster at your cock. The sheer taboo of this position, the musk activating your neurons, his hot warmth pressing against you, it all causes your dick to spasm in needy pleasure.
Grabbing a hold of his hips, you caress them interchanging with pulling him down so that his tailhole is penetrated ever deeper by your salivating tongue. You can feel his member hardening in its sheath and rubbing against your chest, completing the experience.
(link:"Jack off")[Max grinds harder and harder against your muzzle, and you reach around to awkwardly grab at the knot still hiding in his sheath, while your other paw begins mastrubating yourself.
Quickly, his knot pops out and the feral Boxer whines and growls as you massage the hot and bulbous flesh while you lick harder than ever before, the dog assisting you and grinding against your mouth. You tonguefuck Max the best you can and the raunchiness of your actions, as well as his assisting tongue, quickly brings you over the edge.
As you whimper out your orgasm, spraying semen directly into the dog's muzzle, you can feel Max buckling slightly, and his own emissions spray out and coat your stomach with his sticky cum.
He licks harder than before, now that you have given him a salty treat, and it quickly becomes too much for you. You pull up your foreskin so that he is licking your fingers instead and resume your focus on mastrubating him the best you can while rimming his musky backside as deeply as possible.
Eventually, you can feel his load start to dry up and you emerge from underneath him covered in his semen and smelling like his ass.
You notice a table near the door, where there are disposable wipes, and you rub yourself clean with them before putting on your white kimono.
The happy dog is by your side as you leave the room.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]You turn to the bottle of lube on the table besides the bed and squirt a few good dollops onto your paw. The coolness of the lube causes Max to shift slightly forward when you apply it to the general area of his butt, but when you begin inserting a finger he whines happily and his tail begins wagging.
As much as you push in, he pushes back, and your digit is swallowed up by his pucker to the knuckle, enveloping it in a warm and silky-smooth embrace.
You finger him slowly, and the feral Boxer looks back at you and //drives// his body backwards.
(link:"What a needy bitch!")[Satisfied that he is enjoying this, and wanting more, you decide on three fingers at once and the dog pants heavily as they easily glide into his puffy tailhole.
You drive your fingers in to the knuckles repeatedly and eventually add your pinky finger as well, giving the dog a stretch much bigger than needed for your teenage cock.
Regardless, he is really enjoying it and you can see the red poking out of his sheath.
(link:"Fuck him")[Your cock has been erect for a while now, from the lewd sounds and sights of your digits penetrating the feral dog's ass, and you decide it is time for the main event.
You pull out your lube-slicked fingers and masturbate a little, coating your five inches of uncut meat with the slippery substance, before approaching on your knees and grabbing a hold of Max's hips.
He is whining needily, looking back over his shoulder, and you push your erection firmly against his hot and yielding pucker, driving in to the base in one go.
The sensation is nothing short of incredible. His insides are //warm//, almost hot, and you can feel every inch of your dick being pressured by his tailhole's slick flesh.
You quickly pick up speed, and to your virgin self, the climax approaches far sooner than you would have liked.
Regardless, you rut him fast and quick, your nutsack slapping against his, and you drive foreward as hard as possible and unload your semen deep inside his ass when you cum.
Riding out the afterglow, you notice that his dick is fully out of its sheath, fully engorged, and spraying cum everywhere, so at least he got something out of it.
(link:"Pull out")[You pull your cock out with a wet slurp, and Max instantly turns around to lick at your sensitive organ.
You giggle and writhe in place for a few seconds, before his rough tongue becomes too much, and you decide that you and him have had enough.
Next to the door leading out of the room, there's a small table with disposable wipes, and you clean yourself off before donning your white kimono and exiting.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]"She knows a couple of special commands, other than the regular ones," the madam says, "you can ask her to //present//, you can ask her to //get down// and you can ask her to //suck//"
(link:"Tell Nellie to present")[You give the command "present", and the female Golden Retriever turns away from you and stretched her front legs, giving you the full view of her backside.
Her tailhole is a little puffy and perfectly clean. The fur there has been shaved in a inch wide circle for easier access, and her coat has been trimmed as well as the hair on her tail.
Below is her winking cookie, the female dog pussy that bulgues out from her body. It's silky black and looks slightly moist.
Nellie looks back at you in a "what's gonna happen now?" sort of way and her tail is wagging gently.]
(link:"Tell Nellie to get down")[You give the command to "get down", and the Golden Retriver gets on the floor and rolls over, giving you a primetime view of her canine pussy. The black flesh is puffy and bulges out from her body. She spreads her legs a little, with her front paws kept close to her head and panting muzzle, and you can see her cookie open up and reveal pink flesh within that looks moist and inviting.
The fur around her pussy has been shaved in a 1 inch circle, and the other fur has been trimmed down for perfect access.
The dog is staring directly at you with her light brown eyes and her tongue is lolling out.]
[[Say you want some private time with Nellie]]
[[The female Golden Retriever does not interest you, maybe Max will->Point at the dogs]]"Of course, sir," the madam says, when you state you wish some alone time with the female dog. She leads you away, over to a door that has the marking of a dog's paw on it.
The inside of the room is fairly spacious. There's some padded, leather contraption over to your right, and a comfortable looking bed with deep red leather covering it in the middle of the room.
"The door locks from the inside. Nellie can take you easily if you want to claim her womanhood or mouth, but her tushy needs lubrication, which you will find on that table," the madam says, pointing at a table next to the bed, where there is a large bottle of lube with a push-down dispenser on top.
She leaves and you lock the door behind her.
(link:"Check out the leather contraption")[You recognise this from videos you have seen. It is a so-called "rape rack", where the bitch is strapped in so she cannot move while being fucked.
This does not interest you, it seems like Nellie will give herself willingly enough to you.
(link:"Hop on the bed")[You disrobe, and enjoy the warm air caressing your naked body and half-mast erection, before you climb onto the soft bed which is covered in durable yet soft leather which is stained a deep crimson.
You pat the bed and Nellie jumps up and sits down in an obedient manner, tongue lolling out, light brown eyes glinting, awaiting your command.
[[Tell Nellie to present]]
[[Tell Nellie to get down]]]]
The female Golden Retriver gets up and turns away from you, stretching her front legs, and her ass and pussy is on full display.
Her pucker looks tight and clean and her pussy bulges out and looks slightly moist.
(link:"Rim her")[That tight asshole is too inviting, and you dive in tongue first. You grab at her hips and begin making out with her tailhole.
The pucker has a very slight musky taste to it, but mostly tastes like flesh and is quite difficult to penetrate with your tongue. You persevere and manage to stick your tongue inside her and you begin giving her a proper rimjob.
You make out with her ass, kiss it, lick on the edges of the pucker and stick your muscle as deeply inside as possible. The more you do it, the heavier the dog pants, and you guess it must be nice for her.
[[Fuck her ass]]]
[[Fuck her pussy]]The dog lies down on the bed, facing away from you, with her front paws help up close to her panting muzzle.
Her hind legs spread out and you are given the full view of her moist cookie, which is slightly spread open.
(link:"Make out with her pussy")[You shuffle forward on your knees and support your weight on your paws and bring your head close to her pussy.
Up close, it has a faint musky smell, and when she moves a little, a sweet and enticing burst of pheromones erupt from her insides.
You lean closer and let your tongue contact her cookie, causing her to shiver a little. Your member hardens as you begin lapping at her juicy pussy, which bulges out far enough from her body for you to enveloped it with your mouth.
You gnaw at her, with your lips covering your teeth, and sweet and musky feral pussy juice erupts into your mouth, coating your tongue with her fluids of arousal.
Head turning light you give her pussy a throughough licking, sticking your tongue inside her hot warmth, and coating every inch of that cookie with your saliva.
(link:"Fuck her")[Satisfied with your cunnilingual prowess, you let off and shuffle closer, ready to stick your five inch member into her snatch.
Nellie is whining and panting, and looking at you with half-lidded light brown eyes, egging you on, and you push the tip of your cock against her folds.
The warmth of her insides envelop your member as you push inside and you lean forwards, getting closer to her panting muzzle, as you begin gyrating your hips.
(link:"Kiss her")[You keep your strokes slow and sensual, wanting this sensation to last forever, and in the spur of the moment, decide to kiss the dog.
The female Golden Retriever recives your kiss with a gentle lick to your muzzle and you begin exploring her receptive mouth. You kiss and lick her chops and stick your tongue inside her muzzle, delicately moving your dextrous organ inside her maw. You lick at her teeth and her gently lapping tongue, all the while you gyrate your hips slowly, fucking her gently.
Nellie whines and pants into your muzzle and you keep your mouth on hers for a while, as you slowly pick up speed, nutsack slapping against her backside.
(link:"Cum")[The faster you go, the better it feels, and your breath washes into the feral dog's muzzle as you moan out loudly.
Your paws have been caressing her head and sensually scritching her al the while you were kissing her, but now your sort of grip her head tightly and press her against the side of your muzzle as you start really pumping into her.
You can hear her whines and heavy panting directly into your ear as you fuck her with lewd slaps, pumping your hips, driving your member deeply inside.
Finally, after a minute or two in this position, you come over the edge and pump her pussy full of your cum, groaning and moaning as your balls unload their content.
After taking a little breather, still embedded inside her, you lift off a little and resume kissing her, all the while gyrating your hips slightly. Her pussy is contracting a bit in response to your prodding tongue and she milks you for all that you are worth.
Eventually, you pull out, and she curls up to lap at her pussy and the semen that is oozing out of it.
You get off the bed and notice a small table next to the door, where there is a packet of disposable wipes. After cleaning yourself, you don your kimono and whistle for the Golden Retriever to follow you out of the room.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]]You reach over to the table and pump out a few dollops of the clear lube in the container there. You use your paw to gently smear the female dog's tailhole with the slick fluids before you stick a finger inside.
Her insides are tight and warm, and her pucker only yields slowly, so you take your time and penetrate her gently with that one finger for a little while.
After pushing out some more lube, you try with two fingers, and it feels just as tight again. Despite how difficult it is for you to penetrate her like this, you can see her looking over her shoulder with her tongue out, panting heavily and drooling a little. You also notice the moistness of her pussy increasing, to the point where her cookie is glistening a little.
(link:"Fuck her")[With Nellie's asshole lubed and stretched, you feel comfortable that she can accept your girth.
The lewd noises and the sheer perversity of your actions have caused your member to become fully erect, with a bead of precum almost dripping off the tip. You use your lube-slicked paw to coat your dick in the slick goo and you are ready to have at it.
Nellie looks back at you with her expressive, light brown eyes, and you present your dick at her slightly puffy tailhole.
You stick it in, and the muscles in her backside instantly kneads and massages your cockhead, causing you to moan out in pleasure.
She is warm. No. She is //hot// inside, and her body heat and the massaging of her muscles is divine.
You begin rutting her slowly. Ever so gently, you push further and further inside, until you manage to push your dick inside to the root. The sensation is different now, with her tailhole gripping your shaft, while the warmth of her colon squeezes less on your cockhead.
(link:"Give it to her")[You are moaning and groaning as you increase the pace, and the female dog pants heavier and heavier, all the while looking back at you, giving you a dog smile, as you lay it into her tailhole.
Her pucker grips you tightly while you get to the point where you are pistoning into the bitch and you finally groan out and unload the contents of your balls deep within her bowels.
As soon as you pull out, she turns around and comes closer, gently lapping at your sensitive cockhead, cleaning it of semen and lube, until it feels too much and you gently push her away.
You climb out of the bed and put on the kimono. At the door stands a small table, on which is a packet of disposable wipes. You clean off your crotch the best you can, tighten the belt of the kimono, and leave the room together with the dog.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]Her moist pussy beckons at you, so you waste no time in presenting your five inch erection at her cookie.
You cock is glistening with precum, as you are quite riled up, and ready to pound her wet snatch. Nellie is ready as well, panting heavily, her pussy slightly moist-looking. She is looking back over her shoulder and observing you with her light brown eyes.
(link:"Penetrate")[Her pussy is soft and yielding and opens up as you push against it. Your cockhead and your shaft is swallowed up and an //incredible// warmth envelops your organ, causing you to moan out in pleasure.
You slowly rut her and you can feel her pushing back, as if she wants you to go harder, which causes you to increase the pace.
Now, the Golden Retriver is staring straight ahead, seemingly lost in her own little moment of pleasure and it spurs you on to fuck her harder and harder.
(link:"Grip her hips and give the bitch what she wants")[Your paws grip her hips and shove the female dog's backside against your lower stomach as you fuck her properly.
Pulling out, almost to the point of slipping out, and ramming your cock back inside, you fuck her like a feral dog, pistoning her pussy with loud and lewd slurps and smacks.
Nellie is panting, whining and pushing her body backwards on every stroke, and you suddenly feel her cookie contract to the point where the friction is unbearably hot and tight and it pushes you over the edge.
Your balls draw painfully up against your body and you moan loudly as you erupt inside her clenching cookie, semen squirting deep inside her vagina.
As the both of you ride out your orgasms, Nellie looks back at you again with half-lidded eyes, and it seems like you treated her right in fucking her like a feral.
You pull out, and the dog simply collapses on her side and begin to lap at her pussy where your cum is oozing out.
Next to the door leading out, there is a small table with a packet of disposable wipes, and you take a couple and clean yourself off her pussy juice and residual semen. Afterwards you don your kimono and whistle for the dog to follow you out of the room.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]The madam cajoles the toddlers forward and you can see the colours of their eyes clearly now.
The swine boy has dark eyes and some babyfat to his body, but his limbs have grown to the point where he is nearly exiting the toddler stage.
The panda girl has green eyes and a good amount of chub, her backside looks plump and squishy.
"So, this is Timmy and Tammy, two and one-and-a-half years old respectively," the madam says, "Timmy is Giant Forest Hog who we... aqquired from overseas. Tammy is home grown, as it were, but of pure genetic stock, and obviously a panda."
(link:"Take a closer look at Timmy")[The piglet has tiny protrusions where his tusks are eventually going to grow out, his fur is brown with blacker markings down his stomach. The area around his crotch is devoid of fur, revealing his tiny, humanoid pecker.
Beginning from the back of his head, longer bristles grow out, travelling down his neck and shoulder and back that contrast with what looks to be the softer fur of the rest of his body.
[[Say you want some private time with Timmy]]]
(link:"Take a closer look at Tammy")[The panda girl has soft black fur across her shoulders and chest and out her arms. From her neck and up her fur is white, except for two large circles of black fur around her green eyes. Her stomach, crotch and rump is covered in white fur and her stubby legs are coated in black fur.
Between her legs is a tiny slit and her rump is quite plump.
[[Ask to have some private time with Tammy]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask the toddler if he wants a ride")'s length >= 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Pick up the boy and lay him down so that his head is facing you")'s length >= 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Pick up the boy and put him on the changing table facing away from you")'s length >= 1)[[[Ask the Madam if she has more toddlers for you to enjoy->Tamaro]]]]]
[[These toddlers don't interest you, back to the rest of the cubs->Point at the cubs]]"Nicolas, step forward," the madam says in what is almost a bark, and the fox boy jumps with a squeak and quickly steps closer, paws still held down his sides, fingers clenching and unclenching as is he wants to cover himself.
"Lift up your arms," the madam commands, and you can almost //feel// the boy's reluctance as he lifts his paws above his head.
The madam turns her attention back to you and gestures at the fox, "Nicolas here is a seven year old fox from the cold north of abroad. He is a recent... addition to our establishment, and is quite a prize, as his tushy has not been claimed yet. A true birthday present!" the poodle gives you her best salesman's-smile as she shows off the cub and directs him to turn around on the spot with his paws still held above his head.
Nicolas is slender, with reddish-brown fur coating most of his body with the noticeable exception of the lower sides of his snout trailing in to white fur that trails all the way down his chest and stomach to encompass his crotch, sheath and buttocks and the underside of his very fluffy tail which ends in a white-coated puff.
"Lift your tail up, boy, show the costumer what they are purchasing!" the madam commands. His bushy tail turns bushier and the cub blushes heavily as he lifts his tail up along his back, revealing a shapely set of buttocks and his tailhole, where the fur has been shaved down in a wide circle to really ease access.
Whenever you look at his eyes, which is difficult as he demurely lowers them constantly, you notice they are beautiful and deep amber colour.
[[Ask for some private time with the fox boy]]
[[This vulpine does not interest you, ask about the other cubs->Point at the cubs]]"Ahh," the madam's face light up in a smile that is genuinely warm, as she turns to face the mouse girl, "this is Trixie, nine years old, and she's a gymnast. Specialized in the Kama Sutra experience, she can take you from all angles in //all// positions. Come here," she commands gently, "climb the pole and show our guest what you can do."
(link:"Watch the show")[You sit back and nurse the remnants of your whiskey as the slender mouse girl swishes her hips and taut buttocks as she walks towards one of the stripper poles. Her entire body is coated in short, white fur and her tail is tan and bereft of any hair. The others give her a good deal of space, and you can have eyes only for her.
She begins her show by grinding her crotch lewdly against the pole to a beat that only she can hear, sinking down in a squat and rising again, you imagine the steel pole is spreading her pussy lips apart all the time.
Holding the pole she extends her right leg upwards, twisting her hips until her foot is at the same level as her head, giving you a clear view of her spread out slit. The soft, white fur that coats her body has been shaved away from her general crotch area.
She lowers her right foot without even trembling, and extends her left leg up, higher and higher, until her left foot is at the level of her head, giving you another clear view of her underdeveloped slit.
Next, she grabs a hold of the pole with her long tail, which is naked and almost as long as her entire body, and she uses it to grip the pole while swinging around in circles. She makes various poses, including a superman pose that causes you to chuckle, and a pose where she has both legs spread out in a 180 degree angle, fully displaying the insides of her pussy.
Blushing from that view, you grin lewdly as she gets down from the pole and enters a handstand, from which she swings her legs over in front of her body, agilely getting on her feet and standing fully upright, before quickly making a cartwheel that once again shows off her crotch to you.
With those sudden motions, she is quickly in front of you, in a handstand. Her stomach is facing you and she is grinning up from the strenuous position, as her tight stomach muscles bulge and work to hold the weight of her legs. Her fur is almost pristinely white and her eyes are blood-red. She rotates her hips slightly, dangling her legs away from you, giving you a perfect view of her hairless slit yet again.
Your erection is noticeable, and it throbs mightily against your kimono as she circles so that her back is facing you, giving you an even more glorious view of her tiny pussy.
She steps forward on her handpaws and gently lowers her left foot, craning her neck backwards to see where to guide it, and the sole of her bare foot comes to a rest right at your crotch, squeezing against your hard cock through the kimono.
"Trixie! You naughty girl!" the madam says in the scolding tone used by a parent towards their favorite child, and the mouse girl gives you a smirk and flex her pawpads, enveloping your malehood and giving it a good squeeze before letting off.
She makes a quick one-handed pirouette and pushes off the ground with both handpaws, landing of her feet with an inaudible thump.
You cannot help but applaud for a few seconds!
[[Ask for some private time with the mouse girl]]]
[[The mouse girl doesn't interest you, take a look at the other cubs->Point at the cubs]](if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the wolf girl")'s length <= 0)[You ask about the wolf girl and the madam gives you a smile that is almost lecherous.
"Tiffany here is a very special girl. She's eleven years old and in older times she would have been called a nymphomaniac, but in these times you would probably say "sex positive" or something of that sort," the madam says, trying to find words approximate for your youth. She then turns to the girl. "Why don't you introduce yourself?"
The wolf girl steps forward and has an excaggerated sway of her hips that makes her puffed tail sway languidly from side to side.
Her pelt is light grey, going into whites at her throat, stomach and chest and the inside of her loins. Her pussy puffs out of her body in a noticeable cunt cleavage and her breasts are budding small, but something you can probably hang on to in a pinch.
She has heterocromia, that is, her eyes are two different colours. Blue and green, and they are accentuated by a nice touch of purple eye-shadow.
Her lips have been painted red with lipstick and she is smiling seductively, with her head coquettishly askew in a display of sexual mock-innocence.
You have the feeling that she could take you on the ride of your life!
"My name's Tiffany," she says in a breathy voice that sounds about an octave lower that it should, as if she either is developing early or is trying deliberately to sound older than she is, "and I like cocks! Small, big, long, short. As long as it squirts and you fuck me //hard// in mouth, pussy and ass, I'm gonna love it!"
Her brazeness takes you aback, but the way she flutters her eyelashes at you stirs something in your loins. When she takes just a //little// bit of a wider stance, really showing off her moist cunt, something stirs even more.
[[Ask for some private time with the wolf girl->Ask for some private time with the wolf girl]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the wolf girl")'s length >= 1)["Tiffany is still in her room," the madam says, "she's probably awaiting your return with eagerness."
[[Go see Tiffany again->FoodFun]]]
[[This slutty girl doesn't interest you, take a look at the other cubs->Point at the cubs]]With being asked, the tiger boy steps forward.
This close, you can see that he is younger than you, at least it seems so, as his facial features have a very youthful appearence to them.
"This is Oscar," the madam says, "and he's the favorite choice for someone looking for a bit more.. dominating experience. Tell him about yourself, Oscar."
The tiger looks at you with striking, golden eyes. His fur has the patterns you would expect of his species, but the oranges of his pelt are very bright. A pretty specimen.
"Good evening, sir." He says. "As the madam has informed you, my name is Oscar. I am thirteen years old and.. my pleasure is your pleasure, sir."
(link:"Cock your head askew")[At the unspoken question, the tiger boy clears his throat.
"I can serve you in the acts of domination and submission. You can tell me to do something and I will.... Do it." The silence stretches out for a little while.
"Eerm," he rubs the back is his head a little awkwardly, "my clients tell me that I make delightful moans when being spanked."
He looks straight at your eyes then, something between a challenge and desperation lurking in those golden orbs. You look at his crotch and can see the red of his member poking out of his sheath. Just speaking about being dominated seems to cause a reaction in this boy.
[[Ask for some private time with this submissive tiger boy]]
[[This boy does not interest you, check out the other cubs->Point at the cubs]]]"Of course," the madam says, taking the piglet by his little paw, "follow me."
You follow her and the tyke across the room, where she opens a door with the marking of a rattle on it.
Inside, it looks much like a regular toddler's room, colourful posters, colourful toys, a rocking horse, a crib, a changing table. But the soft and plush carpet is coloured a light violet and the walls and furniture are dark red, keeping with the theme of this part of the brothel.
"So, first, some rules," the madam says, eyeing you quite sternly, "this little guy cannot take what the older cubs might endure. You can probably get inside him, but not too far, if you make him cry the game is over and I will be just outside to come and stop you if that happens." She waggles a warning finger in your face, all serious-like.
The poodle then gestures around the room, "There are a couple of toys you can use, all in a fitting size, and, like all younglings, he //loves// suckling."
She then lets go of the toddler's paw and moves to the door, "you cannot lock this door. Lube is on the table next to the cradle," then she exits the room.
The piglet looks at her vanishing form and then at you, somewhat dismayed that the madam has left, and you quickly reach down to give the bristles on top of his head some scritches. He coos and leans into your petting, so you decide to sit down with your legs criss-cross and pull him into your lap.
(link:"Pet the piglet")[You decide that the best course of action is to gain his trust and affection by giving him some positive attention, and you begin petting his stiff bristles. They make a funny, almost rattling, kinds of noise as you dig your fingers in and scratch from the top of his neck all the way down to the middle of his back.
He coos happily, occasionally talking in small words like "nice" and "feels good", and you extend your caresses to the front of his body, where his brown pelt gives way to darker, blacker fur.
You rub his tummy and tickle him occasionally, have your paws make passes up and down his chest, and occasionally grab a hold of his nipples or his little dicklet.
(link:"Get lewd")[With the toddler pacified by your petting, you let your paws roam more freely. A finger into his muzzle which he suckles with loud slurps, tweaking his nipples with intent, massaging his wrinkled pouch and tiny member.
Timmy's breath gets more laboured the lewder you get, and his nipples get perky and his tiny prick stiff, making it even more fun to caress and squeeze and grope and pinch and prod.
All the while you make sure to keep your paws from using too much pressure, lest you make the little guy unhappy.
[[Take a look around the room]]]]"Of course, sir," the painted-up Poodle says, grabbing the female toddler by the paw and leading her away.
You follow the pair across the room to a door that has the marking of a rattle on it.
Inside, it looks much like a regular toddler's room, colourful posters, colourful toys, a rocking horse, a crib, a changing table. But the soft and plush carpet is coloured a light violet and the walls and furniture are dark red, keeping with the theme of this part of the brothel.
"So, first, some rules," the madam says, eyeing you quite sternly, "this little girl cannot take what the older cubs might endure. You can probably get inside her, but not too far, if you make her cry the game is over and I will be just outside to come and stop you if that happens." She waggles a warning finger in your face, all serious-like.
The Poodle then gestures around the room, "There are a couple of toys you can use, all in a fitting size, and, like all younglings, she //loves// suckling."
She then lets go of the toddler's paw and moves to the door, "you cannot lock this door. Lube is on the table next to the cradle," then she exits the room.
Tammy looks at the departing Poodle with a surprising lack of concern, and then turns her beautiful green eyes up to yours and hold of her paws, asking to be picked up.
(link:"Pick up the toddler")[You pick up the tiny panda by hooking a paw under her fleshy buttocks and lifting her gently, supporting her back with your other paw.
She coos and gives you a nice hug and you can feel her body heat through your kimono.
[[What a touchy girl, you choose to get undressed immediately]]]"An excellent choice, sir. Nicolas, come here, follow!" the madam says sternly and the fox lowers his beautiful amber eyes and does as she commands.
The painted-up Poodle leads you to a door with an engraving of a heart on it and usher you inside.
"So, Nicolas here is rarity; untouched and never dispoiled, too young to play with himself and with a //very// fine coat as well," the madam says as you are inside, moving close to the boy who almost flinches as her paw brushes the fur down his back with barely a whisper.
"He has been instructed to obey, and is yours for tonight, but too fresh and too valuable to be hurt in any way!" the madam turns to you and wags her finger in your face, "Be as gentle as neccecary. You seem like a responsible young man, and I believe you won't do anything.. cruel."
(link:"\"Of course not!\"")[You vehemently agree with her, shooting a look at the demure cub. If anything, you think you might be overly gentle with him.
The madam nods once, points out the bottle of lube on the table next to the king-size bed that takes up most of the room, and then leaves, and you lock the door, so that you can have your alone time with the young fox.
Turning around, you notice that he looks at you intensely, but instantly cast his gaze down when you look at him.
He doesn't know it, but you are a virgin yourself, and the though of losing your V-card to another virgin seems like winning the lottery!
You step closer to the fox. He is much smaller than you, only reaching the middle of your chest with his head. He is still looking down.
(link:"Cup the underside of his muzzle")[You gently cup the underside of his muzzle and push up gently, causing him to look at your eyes. His amber orbs are twinkling with worry or concern and you can feel small twitches through his muzzle as if he is close to bolting.
"Do you know why we are here?" you ask him.
"Yes. Madam say you put penis inside.. here?" the cub responds with a heavy accent, lifting his head off your palm and turning it as he points a finger to he his backside.
You cup his snout again and make him look at you, his worry has only increased from his own words.
"That hurt, no?" He asks in a plaintive whisper.
(link:"Shake your head")[You shake your head, "It only hurts if you do it wrong," you say.
"And if do.. right?" he retorts.
"Then it feels really, really good," you assure him.
"Is no //right//," the young fox says in a confused voice, "poop come from him!"
(link:"Shake your head again")["Not if you do it right!" You say with all the conviction you can muster. Being a virgin fifteen-year-old, you only have the internet and its vast collection of pornography to instruct you, but you are fairly certain that particular thing won't be an issue right now.
"No, I not believe You," he says, and he begins to shiver a little from worry.
[[Give him a kiss]]]]]]"An excellent choice, sir," the madam says, beaming, before she leads you and the mouse girl over to a door, this one bearing the marking of a pole on it.
Inside, the floor is made of wood stained light red, there is a stripper pole in the middle and a soft-looking bed with pink sheets up against the wall. Next to the bed is a low table with a large bottle of lube with a push-down dispenser.
The madam gives you a toothy smile and then looks proudly at the mouse girl, before she leaves. You lock the door and turn your attention to the flexible gymnast.
Trixie wastes no time in stepping up to you and lewdly groping at your crotch and your half-mast member which hasn't truly died down after her sensual display of flexible sensuality. You moan out as her paw makes contact and your cock instantly hardens to its full length, chafing against the fabric of your garment.
[[Pick her up and take her to the bed]]
[[Let her grope you and see what happens]]The little piglet is blushing beet red from all the stimulation, and you feel ready to take it to the next level. You pry him off your lap, to which he whines unhappily, and take a look around the toddler-themed room.
(link:"Check out the rocking horse")[You grab Timmy's paw and walk over to the rocking horse. The toddler is giggling as you bring him nearer, and his dicklet is still stiff and his blush remains in place.
The rocking horse is a special contraption with a small dildo where the cub is going to sit. You give the rocking horse a small push with your foot and the dildo retreats and is pushed up by a mechanism that is operated by the rocking of the horse itself. Interesting...
[[Ask the toddler if he wants a ride]]]
(link:"Check out the table besides the crib")[You grab the toddler's paw and walk towards the crib. There is a dreamcatcher-like thing hanging above it, but instead of patterns, the spirally arms show an assortment of pictograms of pussies, cocks, breasts and buttocks.
On the table besides the crib stand a big bottle of lube with a push-down dispenser, there is also a small G-spot vibrator.
Right next to the small table is a large changing table covered with a soft foam, coloured pink. Looking closer, you can see that the height is adjustable, but in its current configuration, the changing table is a little lower than your crotch when standing up.
[[Put the tyke on the changing table]]]You ask Timmy if he wants a ride on the rocking horse and he enthusiastically agree. Before that happens, you go to the small table where the lube dispenser is and coat your paw //very// generously with the slick substance.
You go back to the toddler and ask him to bend over, which he does without question, and you are given a prime sight to his tight pucker.
(link:"Lick his tailhole before lubing him up")[Timmy's tail is furred and ends in a little tuft and is swishing about as he is looking back at you from his bent over position.
You lean in to give him a lick and cannot help but smile as the tail stand fully up, away from his hole, the second your tongue makes contact.
The toddler's pucker is tight and unyielding, with a very faint cub musk and a stronger taste of babywipes and.. talcum? Or something like that. Regardless, you proceed to give the boy a proper rimjob and slowly feel his flesh giving away to your probing tongue, eventually managing to push through a little.
Throughout it all, he keeps babbling off a few words here and there, when he doesn't outright squeal out in pleasure from your ministration. Words like "feels nice", "hehe, tickles!", "your nose.. cold!" and other such exclamations, which simply spur you on to lick harder and faster.
You reach around and grasp at his twitching pecker and you can feel the tyke's legs shake as you do so.
Eventually, your tongue gets tired from exploring his little booty, and you are ready to move on to the next step.]
(link:"Lube up the little piggy")[Ever so gently, you generously cover his entire backside in slick lube, before prodding at his tailhole with your finger.
It's difficult work, but you manage to squeeze it inside, and the cub babbles and moans as you penetrate him slowly with your finger. When he can take you to the knucle and it all feels good and slick, you add another finger.
He is still bent over, keeping his paws on his knees, and you look beyond his bottom to see his face is utterly flushed from arousal. Bolstered by this you up the pace a little and his body rocks back and forth a little from the still-gentle fingerfucking.
[[Put him on the rocking horse]]]Your mind races with raunchy thoughts and your member throbs against the white fabric of your kimono. Opting to get rid of the chafing fabric, you disrobe and look down at the toddler, who is still blushing red from your earlier ministrations. His little pecker is as hard as yours, though much smaller obviously, and you take a few seconds to admire the dual throbbings.
You figure that there are a couple of ways to utilize the changing table.
[[Pick up the boy and lay him down so that his head is facing you]]
[[Pick up the boy and put him on the changing table facing away from you]]You pick up the cub and he smiles seraphically at you and lean in for a clumsy kiss, which you meet, and you french kiss the little guy for a while, before pushing him back and looking down at the small dildo on the rocking horse.
"Horsie-ride!" the toddler exclaims, still flushed with arousal, and you sit his well-lubed backside down onto the contraption. There is a handlebar and footholds for him to use and he slowly sits his bottom down at his own pace, the dildo slowly entering him.
This only takes a few seconds, and he instantly begins to ride the horse like its intended, gasping and cooing as the dildo is pistoned inside and out of him from the movement he himself is causing.
(link:"Stand across the wooden horse and present him your member")[It's a bit dangerous, with your bare feet and all, but you disrobe and stand across the wooden horse which is mere inches away from running over your toes. The lewd actions you have subjected the tyke to has caused your erection to harden and it throbs in all its five inch glory as you present the meat to the piglet.
"Here comes the airplane!" you say, as you bend your knees and squat down, using a paw to direct your uncut meat towards his face, and he opens his muzzle like a good boy and engulfs your cockhead into his suckling mouth.
For a minute, the creaking of the rocking horse stops, as the toddler focuses on suckling on your cockhead, cooing happily when it squirts jets of precum inside for him to swallow.
His mouth is tight and warm, and you cannot resist to begin buckling your hips a little, the movement tranfers through his muzzle all the way to the rocking horse and it gently creaks back and forth. Timmy moans out as the dildo he's sitting on slowly penetrates him and he tries to take even more of your dick into his mouth.
(link:"Speed up")[You begin gyrating your hips in this, a little bit, strenuous position and the rocking horse creaks faster and travels further, intensifying the penetration of the piglet.
He gurgles around your meat as it is driven further inside his muzzle, but his face is still utterly red from arousal, and you can see his little pecker bobbing and weaving from the intense anal stimulation.
You speed up further still, and lewd and loud squelches fill the room as the toddler is penetrated at great speed by the rocking horse while you are fucking his face so hard that tears start forming at his eyes.
Almost past worry, you note that he is still cooing and his little member is twitching, so you keep up the speed and rapidly approach an orgasm.
(link:"Cum into his mouth")[
Just as you are about to erupt, Timmy squeals out so loud it almost bursts your eardrums and chomps down //hard// on your cock. The added stimulation makes your own orgasm wildly intense and you buckle into his muzzle, rocking him heavily back and forth, lewd squelches coming from his mouth and his ass as the contraption keeps fucking him. Your cum squirts into his muzzle and down his gullet as he suckles you like it was his mother's teats.
You take a breather and notice that his pecker is twitching like mad before it quickly shrivels up, the cub seemingly having attained an orgasm of his own.
With some difficulty, due to his hard and almost unbearable suction, you pull out, shooting one last rope across his face that he licks at and brings up a paw to wipe off, before licking it clean.
"Dat's tasty," the tyke says sleepily, his eyes lidding over, and you pick him out of the rocking horse with a loud slurping noise as the dildo exits his tailhole. The piglet cuddles up against your chest and is instantly asleep.
You bring him over to the crib, lay him to rest, and give his muzzle an affectionate pet, before you get ready to leave.
You find some disposable wipes and clean yourself off your emissions, don your kimono and exit the room.
As you open the door, the madam is there and gives you a questioning look, before walking over to the crib and making sure everything is well with the little guy. After checking, she gives you a nod of approval.
[[Watch the scene (NFSW)->TimmyRidePic]]
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]Your arms strain as you pick up the cub with proper form, and you happily notice your muscles bulging a little. You lift the cub up and down like doing a curl, and Timmy giggles as he is rocked through the air, while you observe the movements of your biceps with all the self-appreciation of a proper teenager.
For a second, you realise your sillyness and giggle at your antics, before you put the cub down on his back, with his head dangling out over the changing table.
(link:"Grab the prostate massager")[You grab the prostage massager, which is about as thin as one of your fingers. A few dollops of lube from the push-down dispenser of the table make it nice and slick, and you slide your paw down to give Timmy's ass a little lathering of the clear fluid.
Like a good toddler, he lifts his legs at his hips, giving you easy access, and you can see his little dicklet throb as you coat his tushy.
The little sextoy is so small, you don't opt for fingering the guy, and you bring it to bear, turning on its vibrations, and set the tip of the curved device down on his cocktip.
The toddler squeals out in pleasure and covers his mouth with his small paws, breathing heavily as you give his member a little teasing, before you move it down and buzz at his wrinkled pouch. His squeals go up and down in frequency and you cannot help yourself from moving the vibration from his pouch to his dicklet and back again a few times.
Satisfied that he is riled up, you move it further down, tickling his taint causing him to squirm. Finally, you put the tip of the device as his anus and begin to push in. Timmy grunts, utterly flushed in his face, when it penetrates and then makes the cutest giggles and moans as his rectum is vibrated from the inside.
(link:"Stimulate his prostate")[You have been engrossed in your ministrations, bent over the cub to see what you are doing, and suddenly a jolt of pleasure registers on your senses, as the toddler grabs your hard cock and takes it into his mouth. He suckles harder the further inside you push the prostate massager, and when you manage to hit his pleasure spot, it feels like you've put a vacuum cleaner on your dick.
His hard sucklings causes you to buckle your hips, and your shaft drives into his mouth, causing him to sputter and gag. Worried, you pull back, but the piglet just looks up at you with consternated eyes and his mouth open, inviting you back in, so you oblige and plunge your cock as deep as you can down his gullet.
At the same time, you begin to move the vibrator around, tickling his G-spot from all directions. The toddler gags, spits, moans, gurgles and chirps as you begin to fuck his throat while buzzing his pleasure button in an unrelenting attack.
It doesn't take long for the sputtering cub to begin convulsing, and you see his dicklet spasm and bob and weave, the little member throbbing harder even than yours. His orgasm causes his suction to become harder still, and you feel his convulsions grip you also in his throat, enveloping your five inch member in the most pleasureable tightness of your life.
Driving your hips forward, you moan out as you orgasm, injecting your semen directly into his stomach. Such is the length and intensity of your orgasm that your balls almost hurt by the time you are finished, and it looks as if you made his belly expand a little from all your emissions.
As you pull out, Timmy gasps for air and cough a couple of times. You quickly take out the vibrating device and lift up the little pig, but your worries about his wellbeing are unfounded: he gurgles happily, burps loudly, filling the air with the smell of semen, and promptly cuddles up against you and falls asleep.
You put the toddler into the crib and find some disposable wipes to clean yourself off, before you don your kimono and exit the room.
As you open the door, the madam is there and gives you a questioning look, before walking over to the crib and making sure everything is well with the little guy. After checking, she gives you a nod of approval.
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What a well-behaved boy!
He is looking at you with expectant eyes, face flushed red, dicklet standing to attention.
(link:"Give his little weiner a suckle")[His little nub, throbbing and stiff, is too much of an allure to you, and you lean in to have a taste.
His foreskin covers the entirity of his cock head and has a rubbery texture as you nibble playfully on it, before swallowing up his shaft and giving him a nice and gentle blowjob.
Your saliva travels inside his foreskin and you are rewarded with some distinct and musky flavours of cubcock, causing you to attempt to pry at the opening with the tip of your tongue.
However, he is too tight due to his age, but you can feel the velvet softness of the dickhead gliding against very edge of your tongue. Timmy coos and giggles as you pleasure him, and squeals out in delight as you reach up and caress his nipples and tweak them a little.
His whole body seems electrified by this point!]
(link:"Finger him")[You pump out a few dollops of lube from the container on the table besides the crib and move to lube up the toddler's backside.
He laughs out cutely as the cold lubricant makes contact with his tailhole, and you take your time smearing his cheeks properly before beginning to insert a finger. Timmy grunts and scrounges up his eyes as you penetrate his tight sphincter and then gasps as it yields and your finger travels in to the second knucle.
The warmth and tightness is unbearable, and you member throbs against your kimono in anticipation of entering the little piglet, but you take your time.
Slowly, you pull out so that only your fingertip is inside and then you push in again. A few minutes of this proces, and the toddler's insides are lubed up enough for your finger to travel all the way in and your paw makes contact with his backside. You keep up the slow and steady fingerbanging, all the while Timmy is cooing and gurgling in pleasure, his blush turning an even deeper red, as you manage to poke at his prostate. His dicklet spasms cutely everytime you bump against his pleasure button, and you try "vibrating" you finger against it deliberately, causing him to squeal out like a stuck pig and put his little paws in his mouth.
(link:"Two fingers")[You want to make sure he can take you without harm, and gingerly insert a second finger. Like before, he scrounges up his eyes, and now puts one of his thumbs into his mouth and suckles it while you stretch him out.
The pressure is almost painful, and you can feel your finger bones being squezed together from the tightness. Slowly and steadily, you move the two fingers in to the first knucle, then the second and then to the paw. He grunts cutely as your two fingers are able to push against his prostate, and his dicklet throbs even harder than before as you begin to properly fingerfuck him.
The lewd squelches and his cute moans are driving you close to the edge of reason and you pull out your fingers, disrobe in a single motion, and push out a couple more dollops of of lube to smear on to your member.
(link:"Fuck him")[Timmy is breathing heavily, blushing furiously and his little dick is standing to full attention, as you bring forth your cock and press the tip against his loosened tailhole.
You push at the button repeatedly, humping against his tight pucker without penetrating, but slowly working the head further in on every push.
Finally, you manage to get the head inside with a lewd pop and a surprised gasp from the toddler, who is sucking his thumb and has drool running down his chin.
"Are you ok?" you ask the little guy, and he merely nods, eyes half-lidded from the pressure excerted on his tailhole.
His body is gripping you tighter than a vice and your dick almost feels like its having the blood squeezed out of it, so you continue to take it slow, gently gyrating your hips. You don't as much move your cock back and forth as you move his sphincter back and forth and you have to be patient to push further in.
A few minutes of this and something gives inside the little piglet. He squeals out as you are suddenly able to push half your length inside, until something like a wall stops your progress. This is as far as you can go, you surmise, and you begin a steady fucking of the toddler.
(link:"Climax")[With his tight walls gripping you and the sight of his beet-red face looking up at you past the cute thumb in his mouth, you begin to pick up the speed.
The changing tables rocks and its legs creak as you lay it onto the little guy. You have to grab a hold of his sides to keep him steady, and you can feel his rapid heartbeat through his chest.
Timmy squeals and moans and gurgles as you fuck him harder still, that wall inside him keeping you from penetrating fully. But the vice grip on your cockhead and some of your shaft is more than enough to quickly bring you close to a climax.
With grunts and moans, you begin unloading the contents of your balls into his backside, and your extra hard thrusts as you cum batter his prostate so hard that he climaxes as well. His voice turns shrill and he squeals out as his member throbs noticeably, his anal walls gripping you tighter than even before, prolonging your orgasm and milking you for all that you are worth.
Huffing and puffing, you pull out with a lewd slurp, and Timmy lets his legs fall prone, utterly exhausted, and he falls asleep while your cum oozes out of his tailhole to stain the changing table's surface white.
You pick up the cute piglet and put him in the crib, before you find some disposable wipes and clean yourself off.
After that, you put on your kimono and make for the exit of the room.
As you open the door, the madam is there and gives you a questioning look, before walking over to the crib and making sure everything is well with the little guy. After checking, she gives you a nod of approval.
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[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]]With one paw under her squishy buttocks, you awkwardly shuffle your other arm around to disrobe your kimono. This causes the girl to wobble back and forth as you first have to un-do the belt, get one arm out of its sleeve, then transfer her to the other arm and finally you can let the kimono drop to the floor.
Your grey fur is now making direct contact with the black and white panda's body and you are getting quite flustered by your collective nakedness and the lewd acts that are gonna happen.
(link:"Check out the room")[Hauling the little girl around, you check the room for what is going on.
There's a crib with a dreamcather-like thing hanging above it, allthrough the pattern shapes have been exchanged with pictograms of cocks, boobs, pussies and asses.
Next to it is a table with a big bottle of lube and a push-down dispenser.
Next to that is a changing table with a garishly pink coating.
The rocking horse is quite special, as it has two dildos sticking out of the seat, one which you can see the head of and one which is fully extended. Curious, you try giving the contraption a push with your foot, and as it rocks back and forth, the dildos move in and out, powered by some mechanism powered by the rocking motion.
Lewd!
[[Ask her if she wants a horsie ride]]
[[You want to see how much of your cock can fit into her small holes->Tammyfuck]]]"Horsie!" Tammy gurgles out happily, and you can feel her moving her crotch against the fur on your arm, a bit of a wet feeling appearing there.
Before you put her on the rocking horse, you decide to lube her up first, and put her down on the plush carpet and go to retrive a good amount of lubrication from the table next to the crib.
When you return, you busy yourself covering the two dildos with the slick substance. One of them is as thick as two of your fingers, that's the rear one on the seat, it's also a little longer that your index finger. The other one in more like a little nub with a tapered tip, less long than your pinkie.
You turn to face the little girl and she has positioned herself on her paws and knees, facing away from you. Her head is craned back and she is pushing out her backside, lifitng her naked pussy and ass up the air in all its glory. The fur has been shaved away from her crotch from easy access, and her cunny looks slightly moist.
(link:"Lick the small panda")[Her juicy pussy looks tasty as fuck and you dive down to it and instantly lick upwards, getting a taste of her sweet nectar and the natural cubmusk that is trapped in her skin.
Her pussy lips are slightly puffy, and you take great joy in seperating them again and again with your tongue, trying to push it into her insides. Every lick you take causes her to coo and giggle in pleasure as your tongue make passes over her clit, which becomes more engorged by the second.
Growing hard and being overwhelmed by her immature pheromones, you tongue-fuck her pussy with gusto until you practically cannot move your organ anymore due to exhaustion. You lick up and down her lips, alongside them and give her tight pucker a good licking at well, making sure she is slightly stretched before you move to your fingers.
(link:"Varm her up with your fingers")[The paw you used to lube up the dildos is still slick, and you bring up your index finger to prod at the toddler's cunny while you lick her ass. Then you dive down and lick her pussy while you prod at her ass.
She yields with giggles and moans, and bit of fluid squirts into your mouth as she gets visibly aroused, her clit hardening and engorging with blood.
Now you manage to penetrate her, and take turns licking and penetrating in shifts, alternating between her pussy and ass.
Her sweet folds hide a tight opening, and you can barely get one finger inside without her making complaining noises, but her tailhole yields easily, and you end up fingerblasting her ass with three fingers, while you suck on her dripping cunt.
She is quite riled up now, and ready to go on the rocking horse.
[[Put her on the rocking horse]]]]
You pick up the little girl with hardly a grunt and let your member rub against her wet pussy for a few seconds, causing the both of you to moan out lewdly.
Then, you sit her slowly down on the rocking chair, and it seems that she has tried it before, as she lets herself fall down heavily and squeeze her plump buttocks around before beginning to ride the contraption.
You cannot see what is happening, but by all that is holy you can //hear// it. The alternating squelches and spurting noises as the dildos penetrate her pussy and ass in alternating strokes depending on whether she is rocking forwards or backwards makes you hard as diamonds.
Her cute moans, expressions, groans and happy gurgles as she rides the dildos make you even harder.
(link:"Step across and present your cock to the little panda")[Fearful for your toes, you grab Tammy's shoulders and stop her rocking motion for a second. She looks at you with consternation in her green eyes before they widen at the sight of your five inch uncut meat that you dangle in front of her face.
With a foot on either side of the rocking horse, you are able to squat down and align your member with her muzzle, and she opens up with a cooing sound and glomps down on your cockhead.
Ooof, there's a bit too much teeth, and your voice comes out almost as a yell as she bites you a little. She looks up at you with wide-eyed surprise and open her mouth even further, smart enough to understand that the biting was a no-no.
With boundaries established, you begin to gyrate your hips slowly, and she takes your member like a champ. You can feel your cockhead press into the back of her throat and the force makes the rocking horse move a little.
Tammy begins to rock by her own self, and all you have to do is stand still, as she is doing all the work. From your position, you can see her cheeks bulging and slobber and spit run down her chin as she rocks faster and faster. The rocking horse travels its full distances and each time she moves her body forward, she is taking your cock to the root, depositing spit and throatslime all over your fur-less testicles.
It's the most amazing thing, and your legs are shaking from the pleasure, as she forcibly deepthroats you with loud gags and sputters while lewd squelches can be heard from below as she is double-penetrated.
(link:"Climax")[The noises, the sights, the sensations of her throat massaging your cock, it quickly pushes you over the edge and you cannot help but buckle a little against her mouth everytime she travels forward. You shoot rope after rope of cum into the little panda, some spraying directly down her throat, some to the back of her throat, and some across her tongue, giving her the full experience of your salty and sticky emissions.
She coos and gurgles and blushes even harder, rocks her self even harder, and it feels like your cock ends up somewhere near her stomach as she drives herself forward at full force. She squeals and moans and gags and gurgles and you feel her sudden shuddering through her throat as she climaxes, coating her seat with her sweet nectar.
After this, she quickly calms down, and you pull your spent dick from her mouth. She looks up at you and smiles and tries to talk her gibberish babyspeak, but gurgles on all the semen in her mouth that you can easily see from your vantage point. She scrounges up her eyes in concentration and swallows the rest of your load in loud gulps and suddenly looks quite drowzy. Her beautiful green-eyes are barely able to look at you now and she lifts up her arms to be carried.
(link:"Pick her up and put her in the crib")[You pick up the little, chubby Panda and she is asleep as you cradle her in your arms. Her cunny is still dripping with her underdeveloped cum and you get some of the fluids on your arm-fur, not that you mind.
Delicately, you put her down in the crib and give a scritch between her rounded Panda ears.
Afterwards, you find a packet of disposable wipes and clean your crotch and arms the best you can, before you put on your kimono and head for the door exiting the room.
As you open the door, the madam is there and gives you a questioning look, before walking over to the crib and making sure everything is well with the little gal. After checking, she gives you a nod of approval.
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]You surprise him by leaning down and planting a kiss right on his mouth. His eyes shoot open and his beautiful amber orbs lock onto yours. Then you close your eyes as you give him another kiss, and you can sort of feel his muzzle weighing heavier into your paw as he relaxes.
The next kiss, he cautiosly kisses you back, and as you moan out in response, the kiss after that is harder and firmer.
As your kisses get deeper and sloppier, you decide to add a little tongue-action, which surprises the virginal boy. You feel him pull back a little as you prod at his lips with your tongue and you take your time just kissing and licking at his mouth before he reciprocates. Again, the lustful moan that erupts from your lips spurs him on to be more adventurous and eventually his tongue is dancing with yours.
(link:"Get on your knees and embrace the little fox")[It's a bit hard for your back in this position, so you gently lower yourself to your knees, where you are more-or-less at eye-height with the boy. Then you embrace him, one paw against the back of his head, one paw slowly stroking down his backfur to the base of his fluffy tail. All the while, your lips are locked and your tongues brush against each other in a sensual and slow manner.
As you are feeling more heated up from the french kissing, you feel your member throb underneath your kimono, pushing against the crotch and stomach of the cub.
At this, you feel him recoil, struggling to pull away, and you let him pull back, still keeping your paws loose and scritching his headfur and stroking down his back.
"Is your penis?" the fox asks, pointing down at the obvious bulge in your kimono.
"Yes," you respond, and you let off the little fox and begin un-tightening the belt that holds your kimono in place.
An awkward shuffle in your kneeling position later, and the garment is discarded on the floor, and the young fox has a full view of your throbbing, five-inch humanoid erection and naked rodent nutsack.
"He is big!" the boy exclaims, eyes wide and marvelling at the sight, then he looks at you, "How he fit in asshole?"
[["I'll show you."]]
]You promise him that you will show him that when the time is right, but for now just to relax and enjoy himself.
You embrace him again and your cock squishes against his incredibly soft stomach fur and grinds against his sheath, which you can feel is a little swollen. This gives you comfort and you dive in for a kiss which he meets uncertainly and then with passion, lewd smacks and slurps filling the room as you deeply tongue-kiss.
You can feel his sheath bulging further and feel adventurous enough to let your tongue vie for dominance over his and travel deeper into his mouth. Your more powerful appendage claims his muzzle as your own and you can hear him sqeuak out as you prod at the back of his mouth with your dextrous organ.
All the while, you are grinding against his crotch and stomach, depositing precum that feels cool when your cock traverses those spots again. His own member hardens further and his fur is electrified and shudders run through your body when his bone makes contact with your swollen cockhead.
(link:"Look down")[You break the kiss with a slurp and both of you look down at the sight of your much bigger, five inch humanoid cock standing to attention alongside about an inch of vulpine meat that glistens red. It throbs and creeps further out his sheath and you oh-so-want to have a little taste.
(link:"Take him in your mouth")[You push him back and his legs are a bit unsteady from it all, tail puffed up, breathing rapid. He gasps as you bring your mouth in to envelop the tip of his sheath and the inch of his boner that is peeking out.
It's a first for the both of you, and the cub's paws latch on to your ears and he yips out as you begin to suckle gently on his member, pushing your lips against the opening of his sheath, coaxing out more of his red rocket.
His taste is mellow and light, slightly musky and a bit metallic. You love it! And you bob your head up and down, managing to get his dick to swell up even more. You bring a paw up to caress his nutsack and the other to grope at the bulge in his sheath where his knot is hidden. He grips your ears tightly and you taste a tiny trickle of sweet fluid that enters your mouth, which just turns you on even more. Your uncut dick is spasming from the naughtiness of it all and both you and the cub have a nice time as you give him a sensual blowjob with a lot of squeezing and poking and rubbing of your fingers to assist in pleasuring the little fox.
(link:"Reach for his pucker")[As he moans and is gripping your ears for purchase, you sneak your right paw underneath his nutsack and begin to probe a finger gently as his anus. He seizes up for a second, but as you are simply circling his sphincter and prodding gently, he relaxes again and a cute moan escapes his lips as he naturally begins to push back against your digit.
You hummm satisfied around his member and continue this for a little while longer, before you pull off and move your muzzle towards his, still poking gently at his butthole.
The feriosity of his kiss takes you by surprise, as he kind of steps into you, grinding his shaft against yours, gyrating his hips a little against your finger. Your tongues intertwine as he stands and you kneel on the plush carpet for a while, frotting and kissing passionately.
[[Pick him up and take him to the bed]]]]]He gives a meep! of surprise when you get on your feet and lift him, the gym training paying off and enabling you to manhandle the young fox.
You carry him to the bed and sit down on the edge, plopping him down your lap. He sits on your right thigh and has a full view of your cock, which is throbbing and almost purple from arousal, with a thick bead of precum at its slit.
Nicolas looks down at the little droplet with wide eyes.
"Is pee?" the fox asks.
"No, it's precum, natural... oil to make the penis glide better," you answer, and reach down to give your cock a squeezing tug, coaxing out even more of the clear liquid, which you scrape off with your index finger before it runs down your shaft.
(link:"Offer the precum to the fox")[You move your precum-slicked finger towards his mouth.
"Try and taste it," you say in your most re-assuring voice, "it doesn't taste bad at all!"
Nicolas hesitates for half a dozen seconds before opening his mouth slightly, you gently move your finger inside his muzzle's hot warmth and scrape the fluid off his teeth and the tip of his tongue.
He scrounges up his eyes, smacking his lips, before opening them in wonder.
"Is salty!" he exclaims, "taste like @3?4€#@£!"
"like.. what?" you ask, having not even understood the strange curvatures of his word to form the letters inside your head.
"She taste like... uh... fish egg," he says with a smile, smacking his lips appreciatively.
"Oh, yeah, like kaviar you mean!" you respond, smiling broadly at understanding him. The fox beams at you and nods rapidly before looking down at your throbbing meat, which has so far been unattended.
"You want me to eat him?" the cub asks.
[["No, I want you to suck it!"]]
]"Suck?" he asks.
"Yes, like this," you say, and take his paw, guide it to your muzzle and take his index finger into your mouth, sucking it like you sucked his knotted cock just a few moments ago.
"Ahh, I can do!" he says with conviction and plops down from your lap with a soft thud as his bare paws make contact with the fluffy, red carpet.
You tense up as he moves his head closer to your cockhead and moan out in pleasure as he grabs a hold of your shaft, startling the fox cub and causing his wide and amber eyes to lock onto yours.
"It's okay!" you assure him and he nods and turns his attention to your throbbing manhood.
His eyes narrow in concentration, and his canine nature takes over and you can feel delightful whispers of air brushing over your aching member as he sniffs it for a good ten seconds before he moves his open mouth over it.
For a a brief moment, your cockhead is inside his mouth without making contact, and the breath siezes in your throat as you feel the hot warmth of his muzzle closing down on it.
You moan out in pleasure as he suckles on you, as if it was a lollipop and your vocalization of your enjoyment makes him hummm deep in his throat, which you can feel reverberate through your glans, causing you to moan even louder.
He then mirrors your earlier actions, slowly taking the cock deeper inside his mouth and keeping suction on it. You can feel precum squirting out your dick and he rumbles happily from the salty-sweet treat which he swallows with a noticeable sound.
He goes further and suddenly backs completely off, coughing and hacking as he took it too far.
(link:"\"Easy there, puppy, easy.\"")[He looks at you with his beautiful, amber eyes, that suddenly are creased with worry of having offended you, and you tell him to relax and go slowly.
He takes your cock into the hot warmth of his muzzle again and you reach down to scritch between his ears, praising him for being such a good boy, telling him how nice he is making you feel.
Again, he takes it deep, coughs around it and pulls back only a little, figuring out the boundaries of his own body.
Meanwhile, your cock throbs and shoots another jet of precum into the back of his tongue, spurring his vulpine nature to take over and begins bobbing his head with greater speed. Meanwhile, his slender paw grips at the base of your shaft with an innocent sensuality, the pressure hardening and softening like the caress of an angel.
The feeling is heavenly, his suction is just right and his maw is hot and tight and wet and all the good things you have always imagined a blowjob would be. The way he constantly looks up with his amber eyes, searching for your approval, just makes the experience even better, and you can feel your rodent nutsack tightening up against your body.
(link:"Cum in his mouth")[Your breathing deepens and your moans intensify as the fox boy sucks harder and faster in response to how you react.
His lewd slurps and those questioning, innocent eyes complete the sensory of experience of your arousal and you draw in ragged, deep breaths as you come close to climaxing.
You cry out at he brings you over the edge, and the cub's vulpine nature causes him to suck you harder still, as he is rewarded with your hot load. Your legs vibrate at you shudder your way through the most intense orgasm of your entire, young life, and your cock shoots rope after rope of semen into his mouth.
The boy takes it all in a stride, and you can hear and feel him gulping down your littermaking cream, his tongue caressing the underside of your cockhead as he samples its salty taste.
For a moment, you see moon and stars, as your orgasm drags on in an out-of-body experience from the lewdness of it all, and when you come down from it, the boy is looking at you with something close to happiness in his eyes, lips pursed just over your glans. His amber orbs are locked on to yours as he continues suckling, much softer now, realising your post-orgasm sensitivity, and he swallows again and again as this causes your cock to deposit thick oozes of cum that slowly dribble into his hungry mouth.
[[You are spent and done with the fox boy, leave this room]]]]For a little while you let him nurse at your softening member, until you gently pry him off. His amber eyes stare at you expectantly, and you can see that his little foxdick is fully erect and out of its sheath.
"Now put in ass?" he asks.
"No," you respond and his ears droop, "I'm done for now."
His ears droop further and his bushy tail lowers until it almost hits the floor.
"Don't worry, little guy, we can try later!" you promise, as you get up to leave.
At this, the puppy smiles seraphically, ears perky and tail wagging again.
You move to the door exiting the room. There's a small table there with a box of disposable wipes. You clean yourself off the best you can and then don your white kimono and leave the room with the cub staying behind, waiting for you.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]"I'll have some more fun with the fox boy," you announce to the madam, and she gives you a shrewd look and lets you walk over to the room without interference.
You tug at the door handle gently, not wanting to barge in on the skittish cub, and you are pleased to see that he is still sitting on the bed with his legs dangling. His ears have perked up as you enter and his bushy tail starts wagging.
After locking the door, you disrobe in a single action, letting the kimono fall to the floor behind you in a flourish, half-hard member swelling with blood at the sight of this reddish-brown/white coated beauty.
Nicolas' amber eyes are locked onto your crotch as you approach and he meep! out as your steps turn to strides and you practically barge into him, pushing his lithe form onto the bed with you on top.
(link:"Dive in for a kiss")[Pinned under your heavier weight, the fox is blushing and looking up expectantly and you cannot resist diving down and meeting his muzzle in a passionate kiss.
With your lips connected and tongues dancing, you reach under the cub and pull at his light weight, getting both of you further onto the bed so that you can lay down on top of him properly, grinding your member against his soft stomach fur and crotch. You can feel the heat rising from his loins and your cock drags against his swelling sheath again and again.
Nicolas surprises you, by lifting his legs and hooking them behind your back the best he can, giving your member, which is beginning to be slick with precum, a chance to rub against the cleft of his rump.
As your swollen cockhead makes contact with his pucker, both of you moan out. You can feel his body heat through his anal ring and it stretches a little as you prod at the orifice.
(link:"Grab his legs and push them towards his head so you can rim him")[You want to warm the cub up before fucking him, as well as get a good view of his virgin tailhole, so you grab at his legs and push them forwards by grabbing underneath his knees. The fox groans out a little at the stretch, but he is young and flexible and his tailhole is revealed in all its glory to you.
You dig in to that delectable treat, that tight pucker ringed by shaven-down white fur, and his light taste of musk makes your tongue go crazy as you begin rimming him. The fox groans and moans as his virgin tailhole is subjected to its very first rimjob and his member hardens and his knot pops out of its sheath. Not that you care, as the only thing on your mind is his beautiful and shapely ass and that tight hole your tongue is assaulting.
(link:"Mash your lips against his ass")[Your cock throbs wildly and a haze of arousal is dominating your mind, causing you to drive your lips hard into his asscheeks and slobbering as you penetrate his tight hole with your tongue. Nicolas is squirming and moaning cutely and his tailhole is loosening up more and more and you can feel him try to scoot his backside against you to further aid the penetration.
For a while you go nuts with your licking and kissing, occasionally nibbling at his asscheeks or running circles with your tongue on his taint. He is wagging the best he can in this position, and the back and forth motion makes the whole area vibrate, a pleasing sensation on your tongue as well as for the cub as it causes your tongue to gyrate inside his hole.
Sufficiently riled up, you decide that it is time for the main event.
[[Fuck him in the missionary position ]]
]]]You pull back from his tailhole with his youthful musk clinging to your muzzle. He keeps his legs pulled back by grabbing underneath his knees, and his amber eyes follow your paws as they reach over to the table next to the bed, where you push out a good amount of lube into your paw and begin to smear it onto your five inch humanoid member.
You are so hard that your foreskin is pulled back, but you see the interest in his eyes as you pull at it over your cockhead a couple of times while smearing the slick lube all over.
Next, you return your attention to the cub and smear the clear fluid all over his asscrack and pucker, getting the shaven-down fur there nice and ready. He squeals out cutely as the cold substance makes contact, but otherwise remains in place, knotted cock throbbing in anticipation.
At last, you reach in between his asscheeks and prod at his virgin tailhole.
Nicolas squirms and gasps as you push harder and harder with your index finger until it slowly glides in. You are taking your time, penetrating him a fraction of an inch at a time, slowly wiggling your digit deeper inside his anus. He's blushing fully and making vulpine yips from the action and you feel emboldened to push your finger in to the base of your paw.
You gently pull out with a gentle slurp and add more lube, penetrating him again with your digit and his hole loosens up more and more, to the point where you try with two fingers. His body tenses up from the stretch and his amber eyes look at you with a mixture of worry and lust as you penetrate his pucker about half of an inch and let your fingers sit there, the tight pressure of his backside squeezing them together.
His breathing has turned rapid from the stretch and you let time drag on for what seems like an eternity before he calms down enough for you to dare push further. Each fraction of an inch causes him to gasp and moan and groan, tongue lolling out, beautiful eyes staring pleadingly at you, seemingly wanting you to both slow down and go faster.
As your fingers are pushed in to their furthest extent, he gives out a shrill whine and you wiggle them a little, delighting in the physical and audible responses from the young boy. You wiggle a little further, turning your paw 180 degrees and you //push// at his prostate, causing the fox to yip out.
What a satisfying response!
You slowly begin to fingerfuck him, deliberately pushing against his prostate, and the boy writhes and moans cutely, knotted member engorging further. He's some three inches long including the knot and his cock is blood red with veins popping out from arousal.
[[Time to fuck]]Nicolas is squirming and moaning as you fingerfuck him gently, soft squelches coming from his backside as your two fingers dive in again and again and push against his prostate.
His member is dripping a tiny amount of pre-seminal fluid and you think that he is ready for the main event.
Throughout it all, he has been holding underneath his knees, keeping his backside open for you, but now you pull out your fingers and gently pry away his paws, taking control yourself.
(link:"Align your member")[The fox cub is trembling in anticipation and so are you. Your virgin member is about to claim its first tailhole and your whole body is shaking from lust.
You move your hips forward and use your paws holding the boy's knees control the position of his pucker, allowing you to align your member perfectly against his tight ring.
Slowly, with a soft yet lewd splurging sound, you push forward, penetrating his behind with about half of your cockhead. Nicolas moans out from the gentle stretch and you begin to gyrate your hips, only penetrating him with the very tip of your dick.
Already, your nutsack is tight against your body, instincts clamouring at you to claim his hole, but you take it ever-so-slowly.
As he is further stretched out, you feel confident enough to push a little further, and there is a faint popping sound as your cockhead is engulfed by his hole. The fox tightens up and he puts his paws against his face, obscuring your view to his beautiful eyes. His breathing is shallow and he trembles violently from the big stretch, so you simply keep still, allowing his body to get accostumed to your girth.
When his trembling dies down a little, he removes his paws from his face and instead grips the soft covers of the bed in his small paws. His eyes are slightly scrounged up, yet his member is as hard as ever.
"Yo-You can put him in," the cub says in a whisper and you push forwards, embedding another inch of your cock into his virgin-tight ass. He squeals out a shrill moan, but his eyes never stop staring at yours and you take it as a sign that you can begin to fuck him slowly.
Out and in.
Out and in.
Out and in.
Only a couple of inches of your meat can penetrate him due to the tightness and you enjoy his anal walls gripping you as you slowly open him up.
Out and in.
Out and in.
Out and in.
His eyes grow hazier and his member throbs, occasionally bobbing out in an almost 90 degree angle before falling back and resting on his tight, white stomach-fur.
[[Reach down, grab him and pull him into a sitting embrace]]]You decide to let gravity assist your fucking and the cub moans out in a high-pitched tone as you reach down and pull at his body.
Still embedded inside, you pull the boy against your chest and lift him into a position where you are sitting on your knees, embracing the cub, who instinctively pulls his legs around your body.
He squeals out when you rest him down a little, gravity causing him to be penetrated a further inch, and his legs tighten against your body, holding him in place.
(link:"Let him do the work for a while")[Nicolas' paws are grasping your biceps in a vice grip and it is his strength alone that prevents him from being fully speared.
You simply keep your hug and reach your muzzle down to meet his, and you can feel him melt in against your body, soft fur rubbing against yours, body heat being shared.
You feel his inner walls cramping against your cock, his virginal entrance stretched out, and he trembles as his muscles fight against gravity.
At the same time, you feel his knotted member pulse against your stomach fur, trapped between the two of you, and he is moaning from the dual stimulation.
His mouth opens up in response to your kiss and your tongues meet in a slow and sensual french kiss that gradually relaxes him. You feel his legs relinquishing their pressure a little and he sink down further.
It is agony and it is ecstasy to have him slowly reach the base of your cock and you both moan out loudly as he finally sits down fully on your cock, anal walls gripping its base.
His kisses become more insistent and his tongue mashes against yours as his paws and legs pull at you to lift him up, and he slowly begins to let himself be fucked, wet squelches being heard.
His strength only allows him a couple of inches of travel distance, but you let him take you at his own pace, slowly building up speed.
(link:"Take over")[You move your paws lower and grab at his buttocks, kneading the soft fur and the hard-at-work muscles underneath. He squirms in your grasp and then moans out as you grip him tightly and begin to lift him and lowering him.
Now, he is simply holding on, as it is you who is doing all the work. Quickly, you begin to sweat and you can, inbetween his moans, hear the cub sniffing at the masculine musk that begins to permeate the air.
Gravity lets him plop down with lewd squelches, and high-pitched moans accompany the work of lifting him up and down, and you gyrate your hips as well as you fuck him in this kneeling position. All the while, your tongues dance and your lips meet in passionate kisses.
His moans get louder and so does yours, as you speed up and is almost slamming him down against your crotch, penetrating him as deeply as you can with your five inch member. Suddenly, he squeals out and the pressure increases tenfold against your cock. You feel wetness spurting against your stomach fur and the scent of immature semen erupts from between you, to intermingle with your own musk.
The immense pressure and the sensation of his erupting red rocket pushes you over the edge and you push him down as hard as you can as you empty the content of your ball deep within his rectum. Both of your shudder and moan and groan as you ride out your respective orgasms, all the while deeply tongue-kissing as your mouths have not left each other for a single second.
Your muscles are trembling at this point, and you let yourself fall forwards, breath squeezing out from the cub's lungs as your weight pushes him into the bed. He keeps his legs tight against your sides and you gyrate your hips in a gentle missionary fucking, making sure your balls are fully drained inside of him. The wetness on your stomach transfers to his and you are both getting your bellyfur stained with his emissions.
Eventually, you come down from your orgasmic high and you break the never-ending kiss, cup his head and stare deeply into his beautiful amber eyes that are glowing with pleasure and contentment.
Slowly, ever-so-slowly, as he is wincing from post-orgasm sensitivity, you pull out, and his pucker gapes open for a second in a splurt of semen, before it winks and closes up, keeping your cum inside his backside.
You move to get off him, and he squeezes hard with his legs.
"Thank you," he says and you cannot help but give him one last passionate round of kissing before you pry him off and get off the bed.
Your legs are shaky and sweat is running off your body. It takes a while and a few dozen disposable wipes before you feel comfortable enough to put on your kimono.
With one last wistful look at the exhausted foxcub, who has curled up on the bed, eyeing you with half-lidded eyes, you exit the room.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]She weighs almost nothing, and make the tiniest and cutest of squeaks as you pick her up and carry her over to the bed. You gently lay her down and quickly disrobe, letting her see you aroused member in all its glory. Her red eyes look at it in admiration and she licks her lips in a very suggestive manner.
She scoots back a little, sitting on her rump and pushing her paws down slightly behind, and puts her footpaws down on the sheets, bending her knees and giving you are wide-shot view of her immature pussy, which is hardly more than a slit. Her actions causes her cunny to spread open and you can see the pinkness of her insides.
(link:"Lick her out")[You climb onto the bed and put your paws on her knees, spreading them even further, before you lean down to lap at her folds like a dog at a watering bowl.
With each lick she squirms, giggles and moans, as your dextrous tongue make passes both inside and out. You can taste her slight, feminine musk and your neurons are firing as you lick her again and again. You begin to taste her sweet nectar as she gets wet, and soon have pussy juice dribbling down your chin.
Satisfying your primal craving for her youthful emissions, you pull back and lick your lips, meeting her red eyes with your own.
(link:"Tell her to get to work")[The madam said this girl knew a trick or three and you tell her to get to work at pleasuring you.
She lights up with naughty delight, pull her legs back and slowly pushes her hips up and let her legs splay out in the air as she makes a backwards roll that shows off her pussy. When she finishes her roll, she begins to stalk forward on paws and knees, growling in a high pitch like a "dangerous" predator.
She snaps her teeth together in her childlike imitation and dives down on your cock. You are sitting on your knees at this point, and she takes it into her muzzle and all the way to the root in one single go.
To your virgin self, the sensation of the girl deepthroating you is the most amazing thing ever in your life, and you simply put your paws on your hips and let her do all the work.
She is throating your cock without any gags whatsoever, only the lewd squelches that erupt everytime she hilts you member at its base.
You reach down and grab her throat gently, marvelling at the sensation you can feel of your hard shaft travelling halfway down her gullet, spreading her throat out.
(link:"Grip and tug")[You cannot help but grip her throat a little harder, and you tug at her, bringing her cold nose against your pubic mound again and again, marvelling at the sensation you can feel in your fingers and your palm as your cock touches your paw throught the deliciate skin of her throat.
After a few minutes of using her like a fleshlight, you let go, and she pulls off until only your cockhead is resting inside of her mouth and she gives it a throughough polishing with her tongue before pulling off with a slurp, giggling as a jet of precum shoots out and hits her muzzle. She sits on her knees, with them splayed out, showing her little cunny.
She licks the clear fluid off lewdly and gives you a husky stare, cheeks blushing, cunt dripping with arousal.
[[Tell her to mount you]]]]]
You decide to let her choose the pace, and her small paw gropes at your cock through your kimono for what seems like far too long, until she looks up, gives you a wink, and un-does the fabric belt around your waist.
The kimono spreads open and your dicks boings out, throbbing in the pleasantly warm air of the room. She coos and rubs her paws all over your shaft, gripping the skin of your cock and sensually dragging it over its head. A bead of precum is coaxed out this way, and she pushes her small thumb against it, rubbing the head of your cock with her digit, causing you to squirm and moan from the sensation.
Next, she grabs your paws and pull down, while beginning to walk up your legs. Her weight is slight, so it isn't hard to hold her steady and lift her further up your body. Her tail wraps around your shoulders, and she uses the appendage for control as she rotates her shoulders, eventually turning face down with her cunny mere inches away from your face.
With hardly a tremble, she pulls down her arms and lowers herself, hot breath getting close to and washing over your throbbing erection.
(link:"She takes you into her mouth")[With her cunny moving away, you almost feel a pang of sadness, until her pursed lips make contact with your member and she lowers herself until it is lodged deep within her throat.
Her legs and tail are wrapped around your body and her paws clutch yours tightly, so she can easily hold this position it seems. You feel her //push// at your palms, and her skinny arm muscles tense up as she pushes off your dick until the point where only your cockhead is inside. She gives it a bit of a polishing with her tongue, before grunting cutely as she begins to lift herself down and up.
You admire the way her entire body is rippling from the intense bout of excersize as she deepthroats you in this strange standing position, but the pleasure is out of this world, as you virgin cock is massaged by her hot insides. Her buttcheeks are inviting and as her pussy is pushed closer and further away from your blushing face, you can see that she is wet from arousal.
[[Tell her to get off so you claim one of her holes]]]"Okay, mister," she chimes out, "lay down on your back and let me take care of you!"
You move your body closer to the center of the bed and lay down with your legs fully extended, cock standing to attention and glistening with spit and precum. Trixie then shuffles about and get into a bit of a funky position, the bridge, where her footpaws push her pelvis off the bed and she puts her palms down on the bed, with her fingers facing away from her body, which she uses to push her shoulders off the bed.
In this awkward-looking position, she crabwalks over to you and across your body, with her face turned away from yours.
She positions her footpaws so that her tushy is right above your face and her long tail reaches down and wraps around the back of your skull, pulling you upwards to meet her dainty taint and dripping cunt.
(link:"Rim her")[You pull at her butt cheeks and they are super firm from the strenuous position she is holding, yet you manage to pull them apart and reveal her tiny pucker which you engage with your tongue.
Her musk is faint and sweet, and her cunny drips fluids of arousal down to complement your meal, as your tongue make passes around her pucker and goes inside with hardly any resistance.
At the same time, you moan out as takes in your cock and drives it down her throat to the base. In this position, you can feel her nose bump against your rodent nutsack.
You reach up with your muzzle and make passing laps at her cunt, before diving down and licking her asshole, and alternate between pleasuring her two orifices, while she expertly deepthroats your cock with gusto, driving your cockhead down her gullet repeatedly. She's very agile and seems to be able to hold this position indefinitely and you cannot help but begin to lift your hips, fucking her muzzle, while you lick all over her privates.
(link:"Buckle harder")[You grab her waist and pull yourself further up, managing to make contact with her clit and you begin suckling and licking her pleasure button. Simultaniously, you buckle your hips faster and faster, driving your cock against her lips, nutsack smacking against her nose with lewd plaps.
Faster it goes and your balls draw tight against your body. You vacuum-suck her clit as you finally unload into her throat and you feel the petite girl shudder as you bring her to a climax. Her body shakes, and inbetween the gurgling squelshes of your cock stretching her esophagus you hear her moan out in pleasure. Her cunt erupts as she squirts all over, and you feel her juices dribble down your chin and throat, coating you in sweet and feminine musk.
You continue to buckle your hips for a while, emptying your nutsack down her stomach, until the point where your member softens enough to simply plop out of her mouth with a spatter of semen. Your spent cock impacts your thigh with a meaty and wet sound and your playtime is over.
Trixie, shaking a bit, but still precise in her movements, kicks off causing your head to shake and pussy juices to fly in an arc worthy of an anime, as she gets into a handstand, pirouets on a single handpaw, and then uses two paws to push mightily and drive her off the bed, landing on her feet with a flourish and a deep bow. When she comes up from the bow, her red eyes stare at you mischievously, and she gives you a wink before making it to the exit.
Exhausted, smelling like her juices, and with your cock sucked dry, you get off the bed on shaky legs, slowly making it to the exit. Next to the door is a small table with disposable wipes, and you clean yourself off the best you can before donning your kimono and leaving the room, giving the stripper pole a wistful glance, wondering if you could ever get a proper private show.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]"Mfkai mrstr," she gurgles out, with your cock lodged down her throat, and you assist her in pushing off. With her legs and tail gripping around you, she lets go of holding your paws and begin to lower herself, crawling down your body face first.
You see her look up and shoot you a mischevous stare, as she lets one of her legs relinquish its hold on your body. She bends it at its hip and pushes out as far back as her flexibility allows, giving you a perfect view inside her spread-out youthful cunny.
As she climbs down, she extends her paw to the hard, wooden floor, and lets go of your body with her other foot and tail, entering a handstand. She takes a couple of steps away on her paws, headfur dangling down towards the floor, and she looks up expectantly at you.
"Front or back?" She asks
[[Fuck the gymnast in her pussy]]
[[Fuck the gymnast in her ass]]"Back," you say, and she smiles lewdly and makes a 180 degree pirouette so that her back is facing you. You grab her ankles and she meeps out as you move forward, forcing her to walk on her paws towards the bed.
"Need lube for that!" you tell her and she moans out in agreement.
Letting go of her for a second, she simply holds the position, allowing you to take a couple dollops of lube and coating your straining shaft, as well as rubbing some between her buttcheeks.
"You don't need to finger me, I'm stretchy," the mouse girl says in a voice that is dripping with need, "please put it in!"
Wasting no time, you squat down a little, so that your cock is aligned with her anal star and start to push in between her taut buttocks.
She squeaks out as your cockhead makes contact, and her tailhole proves to be quite stretchy, as it takes in your cock easily.
Her hot insides caress your virgin cock and you push deeply inside her, only hampered by the slightly awkward squatting position you have assumed. Trixie moans out in pleasure and you can see her cunny becoming more moist as you begin to fuck her.
(link:"Bend her legs against the bed")[After a few minutes of treating yourself to the gymnast cub's ass, you grab her ankles and push at them towards the bed. Her legs bend at the hips and she manages to hold the position with your cock inside her until her feet make contact with the bed, putting her in an L position.
Now you can lean over her and properly piston that tight mousy ass and fuck her jackhammer style, causing her squeal out in delight as your cock plunges down her backside at full force and rapid speed.
As you get near your climax, your thrusts become erratic, and you almost yell out your moan of pleasure as you unload inside her tailhole.
Trixie squeaks out in pleasure as well and her cunny squirts pussy juice in a high arc that coats the bedsheets with wet blotches.
Huffing and puffing, you keep slamming your pelvis against her backside, making sure to empty your rodent nutsack of all that its got right now.
You pull off with a slurp and her gaped tailhole oozes cum that dribbles down over her tail and runs in white rivulets down her back.
She plops down on the wooden floor, exhausted, and catches her breath for a minute, before she gets up and shoots you a happy and tired smile.
You make it to the exit door, and there, a small table is loaded up with disposable wipes.
Trixie and you make a little game out of cleaning each other, and she squeals out as you put the wipes against the base of her tail and up her back, cleaning off the worst of the mess you made.
After that, you don your kimono and leave the room.
[[Exit the room->Ask about the... Menu]]]"Sure thing!" the mouse exclaims, as you say "front," and sge pushes her legs out a little, gaping open her wet cunny.
You step closer and have to squat down a little to push your cockhead at her folds. As it pierces her tight and wet pussy, both of you moan out. Your virgin cock is treated to the tightest grip it has ever felt and you drive forwards the best you can, most of your length snuggled inside her hot warmth.
You grab her legs and begin gyrating your hips, and wet squelshes fill the air as you begin fucking her in this interesting position. Everytime you pull out, you can see the girl's red eyes staring lustfully up at you, and as she gets wetter and you deposit more preseed inside her, fluids begin to dribble down which impacts her tongue. The lewd girl has opened her mouth! Lewd!
The sheer naughtiness of the situation, the spread-open cunny you are fucking, the lusty stares of the girl. It all causes you to pick up speed and both of you moan out erratically as you pick up the pace.
But something is missing. In this slightly squatting position, you cannot drive your cock in to the base, and you yearn for the deepest of penetrations. So you pull back and ask her to assume a better position.
"Ohhh, like this?" she asks teasingly, before making a 180 degree pirouette on one paw and sinking her lower body down until her feet touch the red, wooden floor. Her paws and feet are holding her body up in the so-called "bridge" position, and she shuffles her footpaws so that her pussy is spread wide open for you.
(link:"Kneel and fuck that gymnast's cunt")[Your knees impact the wooden floor with a thud and your aching cock, dripping with pre and pussy fluids, is perfectly aligned with her pussy now that she is lifting it off the floor.
You shuffle forward and plunge your cock inside the mouse girl in one long drive that makes your pubic mound impact hers.
You grab under her tight buttocks and use her as purchase as you into a powerful fucking, wet squelches and cute moans filling the air as you fuck her like your life depended on it.
Faster and faster it goes, and your rodent nutsack tightens painfully against your body, as you are close to your climax.
(link:"Cum inside her")[The girl's arms and legs have gotten shakier from the strenuous position and as you fuck her harder still, she slowly collapses towards the floor, with your rapid-fire thrustings following her too.
She lies on her back and you fuck her while grabbing her legs at the knees and pushing them backwards, all the way to her head and beyond.
She's so flexible that you are soon half-standing above her, with her backside lifted off the wooden floor by you, and you are piston-fucking her dripping cunny. Both of you are moaning, with cute squeaks and squeals coming from the mouse girl as well, and you finally climax with a roar.
You push your pelvis down as hard as possible as you unload inside her snatch and you feel her inner walls grip as she squirts from her own orgasm. Her feminine juices spray out and down, coating her headfur, and the sight makes your balls ache and your cock twinge in spent arousal. You continue to glide in and out of her, slower and slower, until you come to a stop. Both you are Trixie are panting heavily, and her red eyes are half-lidded with exhaustion from the strenuous fucking session.
You stay inside until your softening cock plops out, enjoying the afterglow, and then get on your shaky legs. The mouse girl gets up too and gives you a happy smile, pussy juice and cum leaking from her cunt and oozing down her thighs.
Near the door is a small table, with a box of disposable wipes, and you make a little game out of cleaning each other. You squeal out as she rubs your sensitive cockhead and she sqeuaks as you make sure to make her cunny extra //extra// clean, sliding a digit along her opening with the wipe between.
After that, you don your kimono and exit the room with the mouse
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]"You won't regret it!" the wolf girl promises, and she steps closer and grabs your paw, pulling away from the others.
Her steps are quick, almost hurried, and she takes you to a room with the marking of an erupting cock on the door.
Once inside, she quickly locks the door and turns to face you, a predatory expression on her face.
She steps in and begins un-doing the belt holding your kimono.
(link:"\"Wait!\"")[Your words fall on deaf ears, and your almost flaccid cock is revealed as she pulls the kimono away from the center of your body.
"Take it off," the girl says absentmindedly, before she grabs your member firmly with one paw and grabs your rodent nutsack with the other.
(link:"\"Hol- Hold on!\"")[Ignoring you, she begins pumping at your member while staring intently at your foreskin-covered dick. Her warm touch quickly causes it to firm up and her other paw kneads expertly at your nuts, rolling your orbs around with a firm and sensual pressure that feels oh-so-delightful.
Figuring that you may as well humour her, you drop the kimono off your arms, and the warm air of the room caresses your fur. The wolf girl's hot breath caresses your cockhead, as she brings her muzzle closer, eyeing your member as it firms in her expert grasp. She rolls your foreskin back and forth over your head with intent and her grip on your nutsack causes you to moan out in pleasure.
Hot air washes over your member and she swallows down your cock to the root in one go, beginning an intense blowjob where she slobbers and gags on your rod.
You begin to feel precum seeping out and the girl moans in a sultry voice fit on a woman ten years her age, the juxtaposition of her body and her voice causes all kinds of moons and stars to go off inside your brain and you grab the soft coat of her head to stay stable while she pleasures you.
She keeps pushing her muzzle //hard// against your pelvis for a minute, before she pulls back with a wet slurp and look up at you with one eye closed in a sort of wink, a slight trail of tears running down due to her gagging, the green one staring at you. Your member is fully hard now, and aching with desire.
"Fuck my throat. Fuck it hard!" She says in that deep and sultry tone, made scratchy by the rough blowjob she has just administered.
(link:"Oblige her")[You grip her soft headfur for a couple of seconds as you process her words, before you tense your muscles and //pull// her hard against your cock.
You can hear her moan out in delight, even as you can feel her throat seizing up in a gag.
You look down, past her head, and note that she has one paw fondling her breasts and the other two fingers deep in her cunt.
What a slut!
You grip her harder still and begin to slowly pull her off and then push her down until your cock lodges in her throat. Each of her sputtering gags causes her throat to constrict pleasureably and your dick spurts out droplets of precum down her gullet as you slowly make her face ride your cock.
You can feel her try to push harder, to make you go faster, but your grip is like iron. You are in control, and this slut needs to learn that you set the pace!
Feeling you taking over, her moans intensify, and you look down to her plunging three fingers into her pussy at rapid speed, while her other paw is pinching her nipples, switching from one breast, then the other.
Slowly, perhaps agonizingly so for her, you increase the pace, and her gags and sputters turn more frequent by the minute. You can occasionally hear thick drops or gushes of spittle and throatslime that vacates her mouth and falls to the wooden floor of this room. Knowing that she loves facefuck and all that it entails, you finally increase your speed to the point where it feels like she is bruising your pubic area as you //slam// her nose against it at a furious pace.
The gags and glks! and gurgles around your meat are continuous now and you feel her throat constricting even harder as she moans out deeply. The wolf girl is shuddering as she climaxes from the facefuck and her own fingers ramming her pussy and she squirts out in a wide arc that spatters across your lower legs and feet.
You are getting close to a climax yourself, but she begins tapping at your thigh with a femcum-covered paw and you let her pull off with a gasping wheeze.
"Fuck, I needed that!" the slutty girl exclaims, wiping snot and slobber off her muzzle and the tears away from her eyes. She looks up with one eye closed in a sort of a wink, and her blue eye stares expectantly at you.
"Wanna fuck my pussy now?"
[["Hell yeah!"]]]]]
She practically runs over to the king-size bed that is dominating the room.
Now that she isn't.. occupying your attention, you get a moment to take in the contents of the room.
There is a wall-long set of shelves that host an array of sex toys, wands, vibrators, dresses, costumes and more. In the center is the king-size bed and next to that is a small table with a large container of lube with a push-down dispenser for easy use.
The slutty wolf jumps on to the bed on paws and knees and displays her backside with her tail pointing straight up. You can see that her genital and anal area are shaved down to the skin, really opening her up for full access!
"Fuck me doggystyle, mister, it's my favorite position!" she says, still in that sultry voice more fitted on an adult, and she wags her butt from side to side in a tantalizing manner.
(link:"Climb on to the bed and fuck her dripping pussy")[From this angle, you can clearly see that her pussy has seen some extensive use, as its puffy lips flare wide and give an inviting look into her moist passage.
She is dripping wet and you are amazed that she is so quick to be aroused again, seemingly unsatiable when it comes to sex.
Your cock is rock hard as you climb the bed, and you grab at her hips as you loom over her backside, ready to push your cock in.
As your cockhead makes contact with her slick folds, she pushes back sharply and gasps out as she envelops your throbbing meat. The both of you moan as you begin to fuck her at a fast pace, your arousal egging you on to finish inside her as quickly as possible.
"Oh, fuck yeah, fuck that pussy!" she moans out and you give her buttocks a few spanks for good measure, having seen that in many pornos.
This causes her to moan out louder, and she reaches underneath and toys with her clit while you ravage her pussy.
Her sluttiness turns you on to no extent and you pump her harder and faster, pelvis smacking against her buttocks, nutsack slapping against her fingers and clit. She cries out and her pussy contracts around your dick like a //vice//, almost locking you in place as she screams out a powerful orgasm that causes her to convulse and her cunt squirting onto the sheets like a pornstar.
You power through the vice-like grip and pick up the pace again and then something happens.
You feel her pulling forward and shifting the placement of her hips, for a brief second your cock pulls out in a gush of female fluids and then it plunges right in.
Into her asshole!
(link:"Fuck her ass")["Ahhh, fuck! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!" the voracious cub screams out as she pushes her body against you, engulfing your cock in the tight embrace of her tailhole.
Only stunned for a fraction of a second, your grip at her hips begins to leave imprints as you force yourself to fuck her at the hardest speed and intensity yet.
Plap!-Plap!-Plap!-Plap!
The noise of your body smacking against her buttocks fill the room, overshadowing the lewd squelches that are produced by your cock claiming her slutty ass. She is moaning and screaming in ecstacy, three fingers lodged in her dripping pussy as you lay waste to her ass with a relentless pounding that seems to drag on forever.
You would have expected to have nutted more quickly, but it seems the continual overstimulation has left you a bit desentized, and you roar out, trying to attain the ultimate pleasure, further speeding up and holding on to her hips like you were rock-climbing.
PlapPlapPlapPlapPLapPLapPlapPLap
The noise of body meeting body turns into a drone as you force out your own orgasm by fucking her ass harder and faster than anything you could have ever anticipated. You are driven by your need to cum, to ravage this slut and your nutsack twinges as you are finally pushed over the edge, roaring out your orgasm as you fill her needy hole with your semen.
The wolf girl screams out as well, and her anal walls constrict and milk your cock as she attains her third orgasm so far.
With sweat running into your eyes, you pull your softening cock out of the needy slut, utterly spent. You are gasping for breath from the excersize and slowly try to climb off the bed.
"One more time. Please, mister, just one more time?" the girl pleads in a tone of voice that suddenly resembles her own age, light and high-pitched.
(link:"\"I'm done for now, maybe later.\"")[Your nutsack feels like it has a void inside, your dick feels slightly chafed, you are still catching your breath.
You are done with this slut for now.
She pouts as you tell her so, but lights up a little as you offer the possibility of a second encounter. At a later time.
You get on shaky legs and your thighs are burning as if you have run a marathon. You make it over to a small table next to the door leading out, which has a box of disposable wipes, and you clean yourself off the best you can. This includes your legs and your feet as you are absolutely //covered// in the girl's climactic emissions.
After feeling suitibly presentable, you don your kimono and exit the room. The wolf girl follows.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]
]]]You disregard the half-circle of dogs, adults and cubs and make your way over to your uncle.
The young rat boy has snuck under his kimono, and your uncle is watching you approach with eyes slightly scrounged up from pleasure. You can see the small cub legs standing in front of your uncle's, and the outline of his body can be seen bulging out the kimono. You guess he's servicing his member.
"Heyyy Joshua!" you uncle says in a friendly tone of voice when he sees you come closer, "how does it feel losing your virginity?"
The brazeness of his words would have caused you to blush just a few hours ago, but now you just give him a smile and a thumbs up.
"Awesome!" your uncle says, shooting you a couple of finger pistols.
You are standing close to a door that is painted a different colour than the rest of the Red Light room, this one is brown, and looks old-school with inlaid carvings you cannot see in good detail as you are a few feet too far away.
(link:"Ask about the door")[Your uncle gives you a lewd smile. You have come to realise that you can now notice when he seems lewd which was harder before you lost your virginity. Guess you are part of some kind of club now, huh.
Regardless, your uncle turns his head to look at the door, scrounges up his eyes in pleasure as the bundle underneath his kimono bulges out rapidly, and then looks at you with half-lidded eyes.
"That's the next part of this place. You wanna see it now?"
With that he closes his eyes, and you //do// actually blush as loud slurps and squelches can be heard from underneath his kimono.
[["I want to see the next room."]]
[[Back to the whores->Ask about the... Menu]]]Oscar gives you a quick grin and then controls his features, trying to look passive and submissive, casting his gaze to the floor. The madam points over at a door and rummages in her pockets, picking out a short leash connected to a red cloth collar.
She gives you the collar and the leash and makes a little nudge with her head towards the tiger.
Understanding, you fasten the collar around his neck and lead him away from the others. When you glance back at him, you notice his member it still poking slightly out of its sheath.
As you get closer to the door you were directed to, you see that is has the marking of a nine-tailed whip painted on it.
Inside, the room is quite large and is fitted with several kinds of bondage equipment. There is a stockade, a saint Andrew's cross and one of the walls has manacles sprouting out of it at several heights, to accomodate various sizes of furs. There is also a large bed, kept in muted red colours.
Next to the bed is a floor-to-ceiling shelf with a variety of bondage implements, gags, whips, paddles, chastity devices and more.
The walls are made of crimson-coloured bricks and the floor is made of brown-red stones. It is all heated and you feel a pleasant warmth against your bare pawpads.
You lock the door leading to the room and turn to face the tiger boy, who is sporting a good amount of red in his sheath now that you are inside what you guess is his favorite playroom.
To your virgin self, this whole situation borders on the awkward. You have seen plenty of vids and pics of such situations, and had fantasies about it yourself, but don't really know how to begin the session.
(link:"Oscar gives you a shrewd look")["First time?" the tiger asks you, and you nod, seeing no reason to be dishonest about your inexperience.
"It's no problem. You don't have to go hard then," he says with a playful smile, before remembering his role as casting down his gaze.
There is a juxtaposition about how this fella wants to be dominated and how he is so straightforward about it which tickles your pickle.
"Do you want me to suggest something?" the tiger boy asks, still looking at your feet, member creeping further and further out of his sheath.
"Sure," you say, hoping his suggestions will cater to your interests.
"Okay. So. Er.. You can take me over your lap and give me a spanking. Uhmm, you can direct me to kiss your feet and suck your dick. Oh! You could also lock me up and fuck me!"
[[Spank him]]
[[Tell him to kiss your feet]]
[[Take him to bed and fuck him]]]"I want to spank you," the words almost cause you to blush, and the effect on the tiger is more noticeable, as his member throbs inside its sheath and his tail waggles a couple of times.
"Okay, then sit down on the bed and I will lay myself across your lap," the boy says enthusiatically, "you might want to take off your kimono, I don't want to stain it!"
Nodding at this, you disrobe and move over to the bed with the cub following you. You tug at the leash and command him to get on your lap, but he hesitates for just a second and you shoot him a questioning look.
"Have you ever tried spanking someone before?" he asks, to which you feel obligated to shake your head, being a virgin and all.
"Okay," he says, and his tone becomes slightly business-like, "let me show you how to do it. Is it okay if I show it on your thigh?"
"S-sure," you say, hoping he isn't gonna spank you hard.
"So, you want to make it sting, but not to make it hurt, if that makes sense?" he asks, to which you nod uncertainly.
Slap!
The tiger puts his palm against your thigh and the slap rings out in the room. You flinch, and it stings a little, but it doesn't hurt.
"Now feel this," he says and his palm hitting your thigh feels quite different, it hits somehow softer, yet it makes it hurt inside, in your muscle instead.
"Can you feel the difference?" he asks, and you nod, understanding to keep the force focused on dispersing the energy of the strike on the skin and not to "push" the spank so the energy hits the muscle instead.
"Awesome!" the tiger says enthusiatically, and plops into your naked lap. He squirms around and is a wee bit to big and heavy for this to be fully comfortable, but on the other hand, his perky rump is right at your right paw and he keeps his tail up so you can spank him freely.
(link:"Spank the cub")[You start slow. Getting a feeling for how to spank, you try to adjust the force of your palm hitting his soft bottom so that the slaps rings out in the room.
Oscar assists you, as he moans out like a girl when you do it properly and grunts when you strike too "deep" and the spank does not make that satisfying sound.
Your palm begins to feel a bit numb as you get into the swing of things, and the tiger boy's moans are continuous as you spank him again and again, alternating the slaps against his two buttocks and at different areas on them.
Sometimes, you make a sort of sideways spank that causes them to jiggle in a most satisfying manner, sometimes you spank near the base of his tail, sometimes a bit down his thigh, keeping it varied. The cub's girlish moans get louder and softer depending on where you spank him and it is quite pleasing to play him like a fiddle this way.
You feel his member poking further and further out of its sheath, and its moist firmness pokes against your thigh as the spanking continues.
(link:"Grab his scruff and speed up")[The tiger's rump fur is becoming a delicious light shade of red as the spanking continues and his moans increase in intensity. He squirms and writhes and also gyrates his hips so that his member brushes against your fur and squeezes against your thigh. You grab his scruff firmly, keeping him more securely in place, and you increase the frequency of the impacts.
Your palm is numb as you increase the speed, but maintain the precise hardness of your strikes, and fast spanking noises accompany the girlish moans coming out the boy's mouth.
Faster still, his rump is almost fully red.
Faster, his moans turn to yowls and he pushes ever harder against your thigh with his member.
Faster. The slaps are now falling with enough speed to cause you to breathe hard and burst into sweating. This is quite the excersize, and you are fully engrossed in the domination so that your own member is totally forgotten.
Oscar yowls and moans and squirms and his buttocks suddenly harden up as he begins to shake. You keep up the spanking and feel wetness spurting against your thigh and running off.
You made him cum!
Grinning, you keep up the rapid spanks and his yowls turn louder still and he squirms and shuffles around in the firm grasp you have on his scruff, as you keep on spanking until your palm hurts and his buttcheeks are a deep shade of red.
Finally, you stop, and enjoy the way he tenses up in anticipation of the last spank which he never recieved. You gently push him off and he stands to attention, both paws reaching behind and gingerly rubbing at his sore butt.
"That was mean," Oscar says with a wry grin, softening member still oozing out cum which dribbles to the floor. You smile back, sensing that he didn't mind you getting mean with him!
You let go of his leash, signifying the end of the session, and get over to the exit door. Next to it is a low table with a packet of disposable wipes, and you clean off his sticky emissions from your thigh before exiting the room. The cub follows, still rubbing his backside, smiling cutely at you.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]You tug at the tiger boy's leash, "grovel before me!" you direct him.
His body follows your tug and he prostrates himself on his his knees and paws, head lowered.
"Kiss my feet!" you order him, somewhat gleefully, member hardening under your kimono at this feeling of dominance.
The tiger crawls forward and plants a soft kiss on the top of your right foot, then on your left. Then he pulls back a little, head still lowered, awaiting your command.
(link:"Tell him to lick your feet")[There is a moment of hesitation, and then he crawls forward and leans his head down towards your feet.
You are slightly scrounging up your eyes, thinking about the perverseness and deep humiliation you are inflicting on the cub, yet at the same time, your member hardens slightly further from the dominant act.
"Get to it!" you command him, and he snaps into attention and begin to lick at the overside of your footpaws.
His feline tongue is slightly scrapy, and it feels like he is cleaning off whatever sweat you did not manage to wash off when you showered earlier today.
(link:"Lift your feet so that he can get to the underside")[When you are satisfied that he has cleaned the top of your feet, you lift your right footpaw so that he can get to your soles. His licking intensifies and you can hear the submissive boy moan out from the perverse act.
You showered earlier today, so it cannot be the taste that turns him on, simply the submissiveness of the act, and this makes you even harder.
After a minute of this, you lift your other foot and he cleans that as well.
Satisfied that you have dominated him like this enough, you direct him towards your crotch.]]
(link:"Tell him to suck your cock")[You loosen the belt and disrobe, changing his leash from one paw to the other as you pry off the sleeves.
Then you tug at the leash, bringing his head against your half-hard member.
He moans out and proceeds to give you a vacuum suck, bobbing and weaving and slurping blowjob. He's quite skilled and quite enthusiastic, and you can see his feline member poking fully out of its sheath.
It's quite interesting to look at, as it twitches and spasms when he occasionally take you down his throat to slobber and glk! around your five inch member.
(link:"Take control")[Getting close to your climax, you grab his head and begin fucking his muzzle with intent.
The tiger boy moans out happily as you use his mouth like a fleshlight, and he gasps and gurgles around your shaft as it plunges down his throat again and again.
All too soon, you reach your orgasm, and you push his face against your crotch, emptying your balls directly down his gullet. The obedient boy suckles and swallows down your shaft and your semen, and you stand still for a while, enjoying the experience.
Once finished, you pull him off with a delicious slurp, and make your way towards the exit door. You notice that his barbed member is quite erect and throbbing with need, and you take pleasure in denying him any further action.
The tiger knows this and blushes demurely, getting on his feet and standing to attention, leash dangling down from his neck as you have let it go, signifying the end of this session.
There is a small table with a box of disposable wipes next to the door and you clean off your crotch and your feet the best you can of his spittle before donning your kimono and exiting the room alongside the tiger boy.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]You tug at the tiger boy's leash and drag him towards the bed.
"Lock up?" you ask him, and he nods, pointing at the chastity devices on the shelf next to the bed.
He helps you choose one in the appropriate size and how to put it on him. He squirms and groans as the hard plastic of the device pushes against his barbed erection, forcing it mostly back into its sheath, only the tip poking out and being constrained by the chastity cage. The cage itself has round holes in it for ventilation, and it also gives you a nice view of his straining dick captured inside. At the tip of the device is a larger hole, which he explains makes urinating less of a mess in a long-term chastity.
You have never heard about "long-term chastity", but you nod sagely at his words, not willing to act clueless about everything.
Now that he is locked up, you bring him onto the bed, and he assumes a doggy style position. The fur around his anus has been shaved clean for easy access and his small tiger balls hang underneath in all their plump glory.
You take off your kimono and get ready to claim him.
(link:"Lube up and fuck him")[There's a bottle of lube on the shelf, with a push-down dispenser, and you squirt out a good amount to coat your erection and to lube up the general area of the tiger's asshole. Oscar keeps his tail high and curled up against his back, so it won't interfere.
Both of you nice and slick, you present your cock to his hole.
He's a well-trained boy and you push in with little resistance, cockhead popping inside his ring with a satisfied plop! and an even more satisfying and girlish moan from the tiger.
You begin to fuck him slowly, picking up speed, and the submissive cub pushes against you, yowling in a high-pitched voice everytime you hilt him and prod against his prostate.
(link:"Lean in, grab his throat and fuck him hard")[The sheer submissiveness of this boy causes you to lean forward and snake an arm down and put your paw to his throat.
You don't choke him, but he can definitely feel your grip and he moans girlishly as you complement the dominant act with some vicious thrusts that really lay into his backside.
Now you are fucking him at full force, grunting and groaning as your heavier nutsack slaps into his and your pelvis smacks against his buttocks again and again.
You are growling deep in your throat, and his moans get ever more high-pitched, cementing your dominance over him.
(link:"Bite his neck and cum")[Your balls draw up against you body and something animalistic inside you causes you to bite down on his neck, right where it meets his shoulders. You rut him hard and fast as you unload inside him, and you feel his anal walls clamping down on you as he yowls out loudly.
You let go of your lovebite and look down underneath him, to see that cum is slowly dribbling out of his chastity cage.
What a submissive slut!
After you come down from your orgasm, you pull out with a satisfying slurp, and the tiger collapses on the bed into his own pool of cum.
You let go of his leash and order him to remove the cage, signifying the end of your playtime, and you move towards the exit door.
There, a small table stands with a packet of disposable wipes, and you clean yourself off the best you can before donning your kimono and exiting the room alongside the pleased-looking tiger.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]"Follow me, pup," the rottweiler commands you and you jump out of your seat to follow him like a good boy. With his back to you, walking away, you can see the curvature of his muscled buttocks and his powerful muscles working as he walks. His back is a crisscross of sculpted muscles that bulge and writhe underneath his black coat.
Hurrying after him, you follow him to a room with a door that bears the marking of a bone on it.
He ushers you inside and locks the door before turning to face you.
You feel utterly small and insignificant in his presence. This close, he towers over you and you guess that he outweighs you twice over in pure muscle alone.
"Lose the kimono, kid," the rottweiler says, licking his chops.
(link:"Undress")[With a bit of hesitancy, you take off your kimono and the rottweiler steps closer.
Your whiskers twitch as your nose registers his deep and masculine scent. He has showered recently, you can smell, but his manly musk is already overpowering the floral fragrences of whatever shampoo he used.
"Nice," he says, licking his lips in a lewd fashion, staring down your naked body. Despite yourself, you can feel yourself getting hard in the presence of this naked Hercules, and you cannot help but stare at his thick sheath and tip of his tapered cock that is sticking out.
"On your knees, bitch, worship my puppymakers!" the rottweiler commands in a bark, and you instintively drop to your knees on the floor with a thud, realising it's wood. You barely have time to register the slight pain from your knees before he steps forward and grinds his nutsack over your face.
(link:"Worship his ballsack")[As his heavy nutsack drags over your muzzle and eyes, you cannot help but moan out in a slightly girlish fashion, utterly dominated by this hunk of a male.
His scent is all over you and you crave more, so you take his dangling orbs into your mouth and lick at their skin, suckle at the hefty balls and marvel as their weight.
His musk permeates your senses.
Deep.
Masculine.
Thick.
It cloys to your tongue and lodges in your nose and all you can sense, smell and taste is //man//.
Your cock hardens further as you are submitting to this majestic specimen and your moans turn even more girlish as you service his nutsack.
(link:"\"Open up, puppy!\"")[The rottweiler pulls his nutsack out of your suckling muzzle and he presents his red rocket and orders you to suck him.
Your eyes widen as you take in the length and girth of his member. It's huge! Some nine inches long including what seems like a baseball sized knot. It's fully out of its sheath and glistening with precum and throbbing with need, veins popping out everywhere.
You moan out as its scent hits your nose, the dominant male dragging his shaft across the top of your muzzle, depositing his scent all over. Then, he presents the tip right in front of your panting mouth.
(link:"Suck him off")[With a submissive whine, you take him in as deep as you can, sputtering as he hits the back of your throat.
"Watch out for the teeth, slut!" the rottweiler barks out, "Cover your teeth with your lips!"
You do as ordered, and he rumbles out a pleasured groan as you begin to service his massive rod.
Its length travels deep into your mouth and you feel a continuing stream of precum coating your tongue. His scent and his taste is so utterly //male// that it makes you feel girlish in comparison, and the decidedly high-pitched moans you are producing probably isn't convincing him anything else.
You service his member, reach up and grab his throbbing knot, giving it a nice squeeze, and you fondle at his heavy nutsack.
After a few minutes, your jaw is getting tired from opening up so wide to accomodate his massive cock, and you pull off and jerk him off slowly, one paw on his knot, one paw gliding over his shaft, keeping your mouth open so his very potent precum shoots inside for you to swallow.
(link:"He picks you up")[You meep! out as he reaches down and picks you up without even grunting. He puts you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and he carries you over to the bed where he unceremoniously throws you onto the crimson bedding.
"Head down, ass up!" he commands, and you assume the position without even thinking about disobeying.
You are on your elbows and knees, and you strut out your backside and keep your head and chest against the bed, offering yourself up completely.
"First time?" he asks in a low rumble, to which you nod an affirmative, "then I won't knotfuck you."
The casual way he says it makes you wonder how he is going to treat your ass, and you tense up as he climbs onto the bed, causing it to shift about and your body to wobble around.
You squeak out as he slaps your ass and then grabs the base of your tail with one paw, while the other holds his shaft steady as he prods the tip of his massive cock against your sphincter.
(link:"\"Relax puppy!\"")[He orders you to relax, and despite yourself, you feel a bit of tension leaving your body and your virgin pucker opening up as he pushes his meat inside you.
You gasp out and put a paw in your mouth, biting down as the stretch is almost unbearable. His cock is hot, and you can feel warm sprays of precum jetting into your asshole as he squeezes in several inches before coming to a rest.
[[The rottweiler fucks you]]]]]]]]You ask for some private time with the horse and she steps closer. Your whiskers twitch as you take in her scent, a deep yet light floral perfume tickles your nose.
She takes your paw and makes for you to follow her, looking at you patiently, giving you time to get on your feet and let yourself be dragged by her.
Not so much dragged... More like //lead//, her warm paw brings back memories of your childhood, before your own mother got too busy and you to old to hold hands like this. Her grip is firm, yet soft, completing the sensation of you holding hands with your mom.
She leads you over to a door that bears the marking of a stone idol you have seen in history class: an exaggeration of a woman's body, all breasts and hips.
Inside, she lets go of your paw and gives you a varm smile.
"Do you want to lock the door, sweetie?" she asks, and you nod, slightly blushing, and you lock the door.
"Good boy," she says and grabs your paw again, "let us go to the bed."
You blush further from the slightly infantilizing treatment, but you follow her along on the plush carpet that radiates warmth up into your bare pawpawds.
She lets go of your paw and sits down, spreading her legs a little, her naked pussy and big tits causing your member to harden a little.
"Come sit on my lap," she says, "Or do you want to play secret games with Mommy instead?"
[[Sit on her lap]]
[[Play secret games with Mommy]]Slowly, the big male pushes his member in and out of your virgin tailhole, slowly opening you up. The stretching turns pleasureable as you get used to his size and his copious amounts of precum aids in the penetration.
He picks up speed, and drives his member deeper, and you moan out in submissive pleasure as his fat cock begins to rub and then slam against your prostate.
Your dick was a bit uncertain, growing softer and then harder as he stretched you out, but now it is at full mast, and you feel the pleasure in your tailhole transferring to your cock. In fact, it seems like electricity is coursing all the way up and down your spine. You fur stands up and your tail whips about as he fucks you harder and faster.
When his knot makes contact with your sphincter you rear your head back and moan out shrilly, all pretences of not being a submissive slut forgotten, and you feel the rumbling laughter of the rottweiler through his cock, before he grabs the back of your neck and pushes your head down again.
"Ass up, head down!" he barks and begins pistoning his cock in and out of your not-so-virgin tailhole.
You sqeual into the bed as he ravages you, the heavy stretch of his knot slamming against you hole causing the breath to sieze up in your throat as it threatens to push inside, spreading you wider than ever before.
Meanwhile, your cock dangles and bobs around, fully aroused, spurting precum from the hard fucking.
(link:"He knots you")[His scent is all around you, now that he has been fucking you for a while and worked up a good sweat, and his massive size and weight and his enormous cock up your ass makes you feel more and more submissive.
Your squeal and squeak and moan and groan as he batters your prostate and stretches you sphincter wider and wider, until a glorious and agonizing moment seems to last an eternity.
You feel something give and a //loud// pop can be heard as he finally manages to push his knot inside.
As he knots you, you feel his weight falling down on top of you, squeezing you against the soft bed, and his entire length is lodged up your rectum.
The sensation is out of this world. The renlentless pressure against your hole and your prostate. His masculine scent all around. His chiseled muscles and heavy weight grinding against your body.
As you feel his member spurt hot semen deep inside you, filling your bowels, you are pushed over the edge, and your sphincter twinges as it grips his knot like a vice.
Only his weight and his paw on your neck keeps you from raising your head to the air and yowling out your orgasm, instead you are forced to scream out your pleasure into the bed, the sound muffled by the fabric, as your cock erupts.
You shudder and moan as the rottweiler continues to short-thrust fuck you tight ass, his member filling you up with more and more cum, and it feels like your stomach is distending a little from the sheer volume.
The much larger male lets go of your neck, and pulls at you, shifting his weight, so that you both are laying on your sides. His knot is still inside you and throbbing mightily, filling you up with his puppybatter.
You are utterly spent, and as the panting man comes down from his orgasm, he shows a surprisingly gentle side and brushes your cheek and headfur with his paw while making soothing sounds. The twinge in your rectum becomes almost unbearable, squeezing against your prostate, and your softening cock continues to emit a steady stream of cum.
For a while, you are lost in the sensations, of the warmth and strength of his body, of his huge dick inside, and it seems like the minutes drag into hours until he softens enough for his cock to slip out with a lewd squelsh and a gush of cum.
He gets off the bed, gives you a leer and a wink and exits the room, leaving you alone with your aching body and the deep scents he have deposited outside and inside.
Finally, you get to your feet and another gush of cum exits your gaped-open rectum. You tighten your body and zigzag strumble your way across the room to the exit door. There, a small table presents a packet of disposable wipes, and you spend a good quarter of an hour cleaning yourself up.
After this, your body finally regains its bearings and you feel refreshed enough to continue the night. You don your kimono and exit the room.
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[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]You opt to sit on her lap, and her wide thigh is a perfect cushion for you.
She embraces you with one arm, squeezing you against her chest, and uses the other to caress your headfur slowly.
"I heard you are a birthday boy. A big, grown up birthday boy, is that right?"
Your head is squished into her ample bosom and your cheeks are burning bright red. You nod an affirmative.
"Are you a big boy for Mommy today?" she asks in a kind and warm voice, gently caressing your cheekfur.
"Yes Mommy," you say, blushing, melting into her soft breasts as she squeezes you in a gentle embrace. Her paw keep brushing over your headfur and you somehow get a little drowsy, emitting a yawn.
"Awww, is Mommy's big boy getting a little tired on his big day?" she asks, her paw rummaging a bit lower, creeping in under your kimono and caressing the fur on your chest.
"Wow, you are feeling so //strong//," she says, gripping at your pectoral muscle which you have always felt was your weakest feature now that you have been training for a couple of years. You blush happily at the praise.
"Let me feel your big boy arms," she says, extracting her paw from inside your kimono and instead putting it on your bicep, "can you curl your arm for Mommy?"
You lift up your paw and clench it, curling your bicep the hardest you have ever done, willing for your Mommy to be amazed by your strength.
"//WOW//, it's so huge. You are such a big man now, all grown up with big big muscles!" she says in that motherly tone, feeling up your bicep through the kimono, "I bet you can beat up //all// the bullies in the schoolyard, can't you?"
You blush and nod, "Yes Mommy," you says, nuzzling against her soft chest.
"Good boy, //good// boy!" she says, letting go of your arm and letting her paw drop to your lap.
"How about your little willie, has that grown big too?" she asks, again in that comforting, drowzying tone of voice that make you melt against her bosom. She makes her paw caress against your crotch, brushing against your member through the kimono, and you feel the heat stirring in your loins as she coaxes it to harden with her soft touch.
"Oh my, you are really turning into a //big// man!" she says in a happy voice, squeezing you a bit harder against her breasts, causing you to blush from the praise and your member to harden fully as she keeps caressing it through the kimono.
She lets off for a second, rummaging with the belt, and let it fall unravelled, opening up your kimono and giving her access to your erection.
"Such a big boy you have become!" she exclaims in that motherly tone, taking you back in time and making you blush from the strange mixture of warmth, shame and pleasure this whole situation is bringing upon your emotions.
(link:"She grabs your cock")[Oh, wow, your willie is all hard and stiff for mommy," the equine says, grabbing a hold of your member, causing you to gasp in pleasure and buckle against her paw.
"Tut-tut, let Mommy do all the work," she chides you, and your ears droop a little from having dissapointed her.
"Y-yes, Mom-Mommy," you stutter out, squeezing against her bosom and nuzzling it with your snout.
"Good boy!" she says, and begins to slowly masturbate you.
As you gasp and writhe in her grasp, you grind against her chest. Her sensual strokes causes precum to dribble out and your nutsack is getting tight against your body.
(link:"Latch on to a nipple")["Are you getting close, Sweetie?" the woman asks warmly and you humm out a yes, blusher deeper and heavier as your climax draws near.
Some primal part of you causes you to lean back a little, notice a target, and you latch on to one of her thick nipples. It is quite firm as you begin to suckle on it, and the equine moans out from the sensation.
"Huhh, hahhh, that's really good baby boy, you are making Mommy feel really good!" she says in a breathy voice, while picking up the pace, masturbating you with soft yet deliberate strokes that go ever faster.
You cannot help but suckle harder still as your climax arrives and the woman moans out as well from pleasurable pressure from your lips as you shoot your load in a series of shudders that transfer into her body and causes her large breasts to jiggle.
"Good boy, //good// boy, making all your big boy cummies for Mommy!" the woman exclaims, gently tugging at your member now and letting go the moment it seems like you are squirming from oversensitivty.
You have let go of her nipple and simply rest your forehead against her bosom like a little boy, and you hear the slurp as she licks off her fingers.
"Ohh, such tasty cummies! You are //such// a good boy!" she says warmly and embraces you tightly, rocking her body from side to side, lulling you into sleep.
[[Wake up]]]]"I want to play secret games," you say and she gives you an affectionate smile.
"Okay, sweetie, then you can help out Mommy, allright?" she says enticingly.
You nod eagerly and she spreads open her thick thighs, giving you a full view of her mature pussy. She is quite moist and her fat pussy lips makes you salivate.
"Help Mommy get off, okay little man? Then I promise to give you a nice couple of big treats afterwards!" she says in a warm and sultry tone, her eyes slowly getting hazy with lust.
"Yes, Mommy," you say and get on your knees in front of the equine woman, moving your head closer to her mound.
Her scent is deep and feminine and you can smell the sweetness from her arousal as you stick your nose close. You open your mouth and venture out a lick that brushes over her moist labia and she moans out in pleasure.
Encouraged, you begin to lap at her wet pussy, occasionally pushing in your tongue.
"Lick a bit higher, baby, make Mommy's clit feel good!" she says, and you look up and see her playing with her large breasts, both paws caressesing, kneading and pinching her nipples as you dig in and lick further up her pussy, pleasuring her button.
She moans out loudly as you increase your speed and her thighs jiggle as they shake from the pleasure you are giving her.
"Such a good boy, such a //good// boy for Mommy," she cries out as you bring her closer to her climax.
The praise causes you to blush and you dig in even harder, licking and slurping and deliberately suckling on her clit like a teat. Your mouth is filling with her mature juices of arousal and as she gets really close, it overflows and her fluids dribble down your chin.
"Good boy. Good boy. Goodboy. Goodboy. Goodboygoodboygoodboygooo- //Ahhhh//!" she screams out her orgasm as you push her over the edge and she squirts all over your head and into your muzzle as you continue to lick and suck at her soft and juicy pussy.
Eventually, her tone shifts, and you instintively know that Mommy is becoming too sensitive for you to continue.
[["Come up here."->Titfuck]](t8n:"blur")+(t8n-time:3s)+(link:"You wake up")[Opening your eyes slowly, you take in the room where you are located.
You are on the bed where the female equine took care of you. You feel around your body and there are no emissions sticking to your fur or anything. Your kimono is on and you feel quite refreshed.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]The woman tells you get up on the bed and she scoots backwards, a damp trail of her juices covering the red sheets. She sits on her knees and tells you to remain standing.
"Mommy said that she had two big treats for you, right?" she asks in a playful tone, "why don't you fuck her big boobies with your big willie?"
"Y-yes, Mommy," you stammer out, taking in the sight of her bosom.
She puts a paw on either breast, squishing them together, making a perfectly soft and snug space for your dick to enter between.
You step closer and her eyes widen, staring at your dick.
"Oh my, it's so //big//, you are such a //big// boy for Mommy," she says huskily and looks up at you with lustful and encouraging eyes.
You step in and place your dick underneath her fat tits. Your are riled up beyond imagination and your five inch member is rock hard and glistening with precum. It makes slick smears on her skin as you push it up between her soft breasts.
The sensation is divine, the skin is soft and //hot//, and the way the equine woman stares in wonder at your dick makes you want to rut her tits at full force.
You quickly get into a good rhytm in this standing position, your pelvis smacking against her breasts. They jiggle and bounce around and she squeezes a bit tighter, increasing the pressure on your member.
"Ohhh, you are fucking Mommy sooo //hard//, my big boy, my beautiful boy!" She moans out in encouragement, and you pick up the pace, rodent nutsack slapping into the underside of her breasts as you fuck her cleavage.
"I can feel your big boy cock throbbing //soooo// much. Are you getting close, are you gonna cum for Mommy?" the woman's voice grows more intense and her words and praise make you blush and your nuts ache for release.
(link:"Cum for Mommy")[
"Come on, big boy, show Momma what'chu got, come'on, show Momma your big boy squirties!" she encourages you, her voice growing huskier and more insistent, all the while her eyes are smiling at you and your dick, which is squelshing loudly as it passes between her breasts.
You are finally pushed over the edge, and your member spurts out load after load over her tits and onto her muzzle, causing her to giggle and lick her lips.
"Your cum is so tasty. Your cum is delicious!" she moans out as you continue to buckle against her breasts, pelvis and nutsack slapping against the softness, dick milked by the gentle pressure she is administering with her paws through her tits.
You huff and you moan as spurt after spurt of semen makes it out until you are spent, and you step back, pulling your softening dick out of the soft embrace of the equine's bosom.
She gives you such a warm and motherly smile that your heart melts, and then causes you to blush again when she praises your huge load.
After that, you make it over to the table next to the door exiting the room, and she gently and slowly cleans you off with the disposable wipes deposited there. Making extra sure to clean beneath your foreskin, and telling you to remember to pull back and wash it properly whenever you take a bath.
"Mooooom!" you say in a complaining tone, blushing, and she just gives you are happy smile and gives your backside the softest of slaps before she tells you to get dressed and look presentable before heading out of the room.
You put on the kimono, and she lets you unlock the door and lead the way out.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]
]You tell your uncle that you are ready to see what's behind the brown door, and he gives a little huff and gives the bundle underneath his kimono a few pats.
"Playtime's over, kiddo, I think the madam's got some work for you now," he says, not unkindly, and his kimono shuffles as the young, blue-eyed rat boy emerges.
The cub wipes his muzzle clear of any sticky fluids and turns to face you. His face is flushed and his little pecker is standing at full attention, you almost feel sorry for disrupting his play time.
He takes it in a stride though, gives you a half bow and goes to the center of the room to talk to the madam.
Your uncle gives the cub a lewd glance and then gestures at the door.
"This is the next "level" of this establishment, so to speak," he says, "it's called the brown room and is where fine dining mix with home-cooked meals!"
You step closer to the door and can see the inscriptions on it clearly.
ENTER YE WHO WISH TO DINE
ON FINEST FOOD AND TASTY WINE
FEED THE SLAVES WHO LIVE TO SERVE
OR EAT YOUR FILL, HAVE YOU THE NERVE
(link:"\"What does that mean?\"")[You don't fully understand what's going on. Fine dining seems nice, but feeding slaves? What's that all about?
He gives you a look with his head a little askew, before he focuses fully on you with his green eyes.
"The Brown Room is for all things scat and watersports related. You seem to know those words, 'ya pervert," the crows-feet at his eyes crinkle, signifying his intent to come off as a joker.
[[Scat and watersports? Hell yeah!->Brown Room]]
[[Meh]]
[[You feel the bile rising at the back of your throat. You politely say no thanks and return to the whores->Ask about the... Menu]]]Uncle Tony gives you a //very// lewd smile and steps forward to grab at the door knob. The door opens without a sound and you are surprised to see that it opens into a rectangular room with a large dining table running along the middle. The room is some sixty feet long and twenty feet wide, with the door opening on one of the narrow sides.
At the closest end of the table, a set of plates and cutlery has been placed opposite one another, seating for 2. A few brass candle holders have a dozen candles burning, and the national flag has been placed in a small vase between the plates.
The whole room is coloured brown, old school housing syle, dark brown wooden floor, the table looks like polished mahogany, and brass light fixtures run along the walls at close enough intervals to illuminate it all. The walls are wooden, with painted carvings of light brown and black depicting copulating furs, and latin and greek letters running above, below and inbetween the various lewd scenes.
There are dozens of doors leading out the room, the one at the very furthest back from where you stand is coloured black, but the others are brown like the rest.
You had honestly expected something with stainless steel and white tiles and everything feels slightly surrealistic. Where is all the action gonna happen?
(link:"\"Take a seat.\"")[Your uncle bids you to sit down and pulls out the chair opposite and seats himself.
You look from side to side, expecting some kind of joke now. This has //got// to be a prank, your uncle cannot be //that// perverted, but his face is placcid and friendly, and he tells you to relax while the food is being prepared.
The door from the Red Light room open with a bang and the sound of somewhat creaky wheels, and the rat boy from earlier is huffing as he is pushing a rolling steel table covered with a cloches, dome-shaped steel coverings with handles on top. There is also a small assortment of fairly large brown bottles.
The boy gives a little bit of a flourish, sticking out his naked butt as he removes a cover and reveals a couple of large steaks, still sizzling on the plates.
Next he moves around the serving table and you get a nice look at his grey-furred backside as he removes the next cloche, revealing a sizzling steel container filled with roasted potato bits. The last cloche reveals two sauce pouring cups with a yellow and a brown sauce in each respectively.
The young rat clears his throat and closes his eyes for a second, before looking first at you and then at you uncle.
"Mister Straciatello," he says, then he looks at you, "mister Straciatello. Today we serve the ribeye with butter fried potatoes and a choice between a classic bearnaice sauce or a red wine sauce with a taste of thyme and a pinch of coriander. Bon appetit!" The cub serves the food on your plates with steel thongs and hardly causes a scrape or a clink. You choose the bernaice and your uncle goes for the red wine sauce, which the cub pours lightly over the potatoes and then in a small pool by itself on your plates.
"Next, we have a small selection of craft beers," the cub begins, but your uncle interrupts him.
"I'll take it from here, Jason. I'll give you a call when we require your services again."
The cub is momentarily shocked as his rehersed speech is interrupted, but he quickly gains his bearings with an "of course, sir," before putting three bottle on the table that are dripping with dew.
[[Eat]]]
You dig into the meal and find that the steak has been cooked just as you like it, the sauce is sharp but not overwhelming and the butter fried potatoes have a good crunch and a soft interior.
The three bottles put on the table are revealed to be beers. A regular lager, an IPA and a creamy stout.
You uncle spends the meal explaining to you how different beers can bring out different flavours of your meal, and while you don't like them all equally, the way their flavours interact with the flavours of the succulent steak and delicious potatoes, make you re-assess your opinions about the beers.
Normally, you have preferred a coke, and probably still will, but your uncle informs you that while kids can drink soda to their meal, //men// do not.
At the end of the meal, you are feeling nice and full. Your stomach gurgles a little and your bladder is pinched slightly, as you have shared the three large bottles of beer with your uncle until not a drop was left.
As you feel the pinch, your member quickly hardens, and you are happy that the light-brown table cloth obscures your crotch, alongside your kimono, which you admittedly had quite a hard time not staining while eating.
Your uncle commented on that, and called it practice for wearing a suit!
Regardless, you are beginning to feel a bit bothered, and your skin is feeling warm from the alcohol you have consumed so far, and this is when your uncle shoots you quite a lewd smirk.
"How's those viagras?" he says with a slight slur and you blush as your member throbs.
"They.. Work," you say simply and he roars out with laughter, clapping the table.
"Fuck yeah they do!" he exclaims almost in a shout before controlling himself, quite blushed up himself from the performance drug and the alcohol running through his system.
(link:"\"Jason, you can clear the table now!\"")[Your uncle shouts for the rat cub to come and clear the table again and the door almost instantly opens, as if he was standing right outside with his ears to the wood.
He quickly scampers inside and clears the table in an effective manner, before rolling the serving table away.
For a few minutes, you sit and pet your aching belly, with your uncle mirroring your actions, and then the cub returns. His member looks at half mast and both you and your uncle give him a lewd glance before looking at each other with a grin.
"Do you require your usual service, mister Straciatello?" the cub asks, to which your uncle nods and the boy climbs in under the table, obscuring himself from your eyes.
You can see his small paws rummage at your uncle's fabric belt and the kimono is pulled loose, revealing his hairy chest and the thick gold chain dangling from his neck. You uncle adjusts his seating position a little, seemingly scooting his rump a bit forward and a few seconds pass in silence.
"Awwwww fuck, I needed that!" you uncle remarks with a lewd grin, his body visibly relaxing. You hear a short sputter and then loud gulps as he is seemingly emptying his bladder down the cub's throat.
[[Hell Naw! Leave the table and return to the Red Light room->Ask about the... Menu]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Meh")'s length >= 1)[[[Ask your uncle if you can skip all this nasty stuff->Ask your uncle if you can skip all this nasty stuff]]]
[[Watch and listen to what happens]]]
You heart is hammering and your cheeks feel beet red as you listen in to the sound of your uncle pissing down the rat cub's throat.
The older rat is visibly deflating before you, sinking into his dining chair, as his bladder is vacated, and you hear swallow after loud swallow as the cub underneath the table tries to keep up.
You begin to hear fapping noises, and realise the boy is pleasuring himself as he serves as your uncle's urinal. Your uncle hears this too and shoots the cub a harsh glare. He reaches down and pulls, you can't see what happen but you guess his member is hilted down Jason's throat now.
You hear gurgles and gags and desperate swallowing noises, but the fapping ceases. Despite this, your uncle keeps his grip against the boy's head and muffled protests can be heard as air is slowly vacated from his lungs.
(link:"He lets go")[
"Ahhhh!" Your uncle exclaims, and lets go, and you hear a loud slurp and a few deep coughs and intakes of air, before the cub crawls out from underneath the table and stands to attention.
He gives your uncle a look that's a bit miffed, but his pecker is throbbing with arousal and his cheeks burn a healthy red.
His stomach looks a bit distended, slushing around with your uncle's piss, but it still suddenly emits a loud growl and his pecker twitches and he gives your uncle a certain look with his blue eyes.
"Awwww, are you hungry, Jason?" your uncle asks in a lewd tone, rubbing his belly. The cub nods and you have a feeling you know what's gonna happen next.
"Right!" your uncle says, getting on his feet and pulling his kimono together and tightening its fabric belt in one move, denying you a chance to see his package.
"Joshua, this whole room is yours to explore, but many things might be a little too much for you, depending on how depraved you really are," he says with a waggle of his eyebrows, "stay seated for a little while and a guide will come to show you what's what."
He takes a look at the brown door leading to the Red Light room.
"The Madam isn't here, because this room is outside her juristiction. You can get more rough and forceful, if you want, the choice is all yours!"
With that, he reaches down and gives the rat cub a pet on his growling belly and takes his paw into his own, leading him through a door in the middle of the room on the right side.
You sit and wait for a while, before the black door at the end of the room opens and a naked blue-furred cub appears.
[[Check out the cub]]]The cub approaches you where you are seated and you take in the sight of his naked form.
His fur is light grey going into light blue and his eyes, while most of the time are downcast in a demure fashion, occasionally glance up and reveal brown orbs looking questioningly at you.
His grey-blue fur is crisscrossed with scars around his upper arms and on the outside of his thighs. His headfur is somewhat long, for a boy, and jet black, tufting up in a mess. One ear is black at its tip and both ears have white fur on the inside.
As he gets closer, you take a look at his package, which is embedded in a sea of soft-looking white fur that contrasts nicely with the rest of his coat. He has a small sheath and a couple of dangling nuts that look too small to produce any semen yet.
His features are canine in origin, some kind of mutt mixture between breeds or species, and his frame is thin and almost frail to look at. His bushy tail almost reaches the ground and you don't see it rising up as he approaches.
A very submissive boy!
"Hello, sir," he says in a thin and high-pitched voice. You would guess it to belong to a nine or ten year old, but he looks a couple years younger than that with his slight build, "I am your guide today."
(link:"You bladder needs release, tell him to get on his knees and serve as your urinal")
[The little canine widens his eyes and his shoulders slump in resignation. He clearly doesn't want to do this, but you really don't care, as your bladder is screaming for release.
The room is empty other than you and the cub, so you scoot your chair back with a scraping noise and undo your kimono, opening it up to reveal your flaccid, uncut member.
"Do I really have to?" he whines out, even as he gets on his knees.
(link:"\"Yes!\"")[You grab at the back of his head and squish his slender muzzle against your crotch. Your earlier actions, your beginning inhebration from the alcohol consumed, and the quite noticeable warmth radiating from everywhere has caused you to get a bit musky, and you get a whiff of your scent as you drag his snout around between your loins.
"Open up, puppy!" you say to the slim cub, and he quivers for a couple of seconds before opening his muzzle, showing his canine teeth. You take a second look as you notice his tongue is as black as his headfur, an odd hybrid this is!
"Take it in, don't wanna make a mess," you say and his ears splay down as he takes your flaccid member into his mouth.
The sensation is alien and wierd, your bladder twinges in pain, but your choice of urinal is unnatural and you have to break down a couple of barriers in your cloudy mind before you are able to relax your body enough to let go.
The canine cub gurgles as your dick sprays out, all the pressure releasing at once, and you see his cheeks ballooning out. His eyes, before looking at you pleadingly, now close and scrounge up as he forces himself to take swallow after swallow of your hot piss.
You imagine the taste must be quite bitter, both from his expression as it washes over his tongue, but also from how long it has been since you relieved yourself.
The pressure in your bladder decreases and you taper off the heavy flow with a determined pinch.
Who knows who else you might use like this?
The cub draws back and gives your cockhead a bit of a licking. His black tongue is velvety soft and you can feel your arousal climbing. However, you wish to drain your balls somewhere and some time else, so you bid him to stand, and he wipes his muzzle with a paw and gives you a rueful expression.]]
[[Tell the cub to show you around]]
(if:visits <= 1)[You get to your feet and make sure your kimono is securely tied, so that you look somewhat decent for whatever might happen.
You tower over the small and lithe boy and see something peculiar on his neck. Between his neck and his left shoulder is a small white discoloration that looks a bit like a five-pointed star.
"So tell me about this place," you say to him and he begins to explain.]
From the back and to the left side are several doors that lead to various experiences. The blue-furred canine cub tells you that you can go look at them and there will be carvings on the doors to tell you what to expect inside.
He also offers to explain the doors on the right side of the room, as these are bit more difficult to showcase with a simple picture. At least that is what the Owner has told him.
Then he explains, in a bit of a hush, that the rooms have secret doors, and you might meet characters from the Red Light room here and there.
[[Go to the doors on the left side of the long dining table]]
[[Let the cub guide you to the doors on the right side of the dining table]]
[[You want to explore the Red Light room some more. Go back there->Ask about the... Menu]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Head through the door with the letters WC on it")'s length >= 1)[[[You decide to have some fun with your guide in the empty restroom->Toilet Fun]]]
(if:visits >= 5)[Your uncle has appeared with the young rat boy in tow. The cub's stomach looks like it is bulging out and there's a distinct brown colour to his lips.
Your uncle meets your gaze and shoots you a dirty grin, beckoning you over.
[[Walk over to uncle Tony]]]
You walk down the room, parellel to the table, on the left side of the door you entered through from the Red Light room.
As you walk past the doors and the symbols carved on them, you take them in, and after walking back and forth a couple of times, you feel ready to make a decision which door to go through
[[Head through the door with the letters WC on it]]
[[Head through the door with a drawing of a crib and a rattle on it]]
[[Head through the door with a picture of a burly man showing his armpit->Head through the door with a burly male showing his armpit]]
[[Head through the door with the image of a television on it->TVTime]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with the wolf girl")'s length >= 1)[[[Head through the door with the drawing of an erupting penis on it->Wolfscat]]]
[[Head back to the center of the room->Tell the cub to show you around]]He walks you along the doors on the right hand side, he skips over the first couple of doors before beginning his presentation.
"Okay! Uhmm, so yeah, these experiences can get more wild than usual, just letting you know," the cub says in a tone of voice like he was suddenly older than his age.
"First we have the door leading to the plumbing of the warehouse above. The plumbing can be.. Accessed and you can do whatever with it! That image is messed up, no one would be able to understand it!"
The image is a detailed engineering sketch with a red circle drawn somewhere at the bottom. Explained like that, you guess it's the confluence point of the warehouse's plumbing.
"Second is this.. room, well look at this picture of a building, but that is actually a //barn//. All kinds of animals live inside here!"
"Third, well, those three monkey faces are quite famous. Hear no evil, speak no evil, see no evil! There are three cubs in here that..." His voice trails off, and his sort of professional voice cracks. He takes a few deep breaths and his ears splay backwards while his tail creeps under his body and he begins cradling it. "They... That... They are not having a good time..."
(if:(history: where its name contains "Say that you want some private time with Max")'s length >= 1)["Fourth, well..."
You interrupt the cub, "there's a dog in here, isn't there?" you ask, pointing at the imprint of a paw you remember from earlier.
"Ye-Yeah!" the blue-grey furred cub exclaims. "That is Max's room!"
[[Have the cub show you Max's room]]]
[[Have the cub show you the plumbing room]]
[[Have the canine boy show you the barn]]
[[Have the timid boy show the room he is so distraught about]]
[[None of this interests you, head back to the center of the room->Tell the cub to show you around]]
You enter the room and it reveals itself to be a spacious toilet, like one for the handicapped, with room to pace back and forth, or for four people to have a gangbang.
Feeling your stomach gurgle with need, you sit to do your business, but something catches your eyes just as you sit down: there's a magazine holder at the back wall, and it seems to be hosting a variety of porno magazines.
A well-worn magazine nestled between a couple others catches your eye. You choose to pick it up and examine it. “SCAT CATS” in bright yellow text overlays a full-cover image. A puma cub, barely five years old if that, is on all fours, peering over her shoulder at the camera. Her tail is raised high, and a few inches of a firm brown turd pokes out of her stretched tailhole. More yellow text along the bottom reads ‘A selection of our finest chocolate’.
(link:"Check out the Scat Cats magazine")[You’re not sure what to think about this, but something compels you to open it to at least flick through to satisfy your curiosity. You sit down on the toilet to read. There’s no index page, instead starting with the puma cub. She sits on a sheepskin rug, wearing a skimpy pink shirt and a pale lilac pair of panties, so tight her camel toe is clearly visible. She also wears a big smile on her face. There’s a small light brown textbox in the corner with white text. “Tabitha looks clean and innocent now, but she’s really a dirty girl. Wouldn’t you like to see what she’s hiding?”
You turn the page, and see that Tabitha’s lost her clothing. She still sits on the rug, her legs spread to present her slit. She spreads her downy-furred labia, giving you a glimpse of her unsullied inner pinkness. Her eyes glint with mischief as she licks her lips. “Soft, silky and sexy… and her pussy is even better! But we’re not here for that …”
(link:"Turn the page")[Heart starting to beat a little faster, you turn the page to see what delights are revealed next. The cub is on her back now, pulling her legs back to expose her crinkled anus, a perfect pucker that you suddenly want to dive into with your tongue. “Who can pass up such a sweet, delectable donut? This one has a chocolate filling!”
The next photo shows Tabitha on all fours, tail lifted high. Her tailhole is a little gaped, and her expression is strained, as if she’s trying her best to push something out. “Good things take time. It’s worth waiting for Tabitha’s creamy fudge.”
As the pictures become increasingly more explicit, your cock rises to attention, throbbing with your arousal. You take your meat in hand, taking your time with stroking it as you investigate further. The following image is that shown on the cover, with an inset showing a close-up of that brown sausage protruding from her tailhole. “Don’t you wish you could taste the special fudge she’s making just for you?”
Indeed you do, disgusting as it is. You rub your cock faster as you glance over the next in the series. More of the chocolate log has emerged, hanging down to obscure her cleft. It looks thick and juicy, glistening in the light. Tabitha’s expression is one of relief as she evacuates her bowels. “What a good girl! I’d bet it feels so good to push it all out.”
“Fuck, this is so nasty,” you murmur under your breath, even as you masturbate to it. The cub’s asshole is empty on the next page, smeared with brown and gaping about an inch wide. Tabitha’s smiling for the camera now, happy that her guts are empty and that you’re getting a great view of her anal gape. “There we go! Who’s a happy kitty? Let’s get a look at your special fudge….”
Tabitha holds up to her face a white plate, upon which is her hefty load of scat. It’s coiled and piled in a soft mound, an impressive amount for such a small cub. You can almost imagine how rank it smells. “She made all this just for you. Would you like to taste it?”
(link:"As you turn to the next page, you cock throbs at the raunchy sights")[Unbelievably, the cub starts chowing down on it in a montage that takes up two pages. The shit sausage gradually disappears into Tabitha’s mouth, leaving her teeth and lips stained with her own brown sludge. She’s making disgusted faces the whole time, but she perseveres until the late bite is gone, the camera capturing the lump in her neck as it slides down into her stomach. “Too late! She’s eaten it all. Don’t worry, though – there’ll be another opportunity to sample later.”
The last photo of the series shows Tabitha directly facing the camera, mouth open wide to show that she’s completely consumed her waste. Her whole mouth is coated in her special brand of fudge; even her throat sports some smears. The last textbox is small, with only the words, ‘All gone! *burrrrp*'
(link:"Jerk yourself off to completion")[That does it for you. Even though there are more pages to the book, you can’t hold back. The depravity of a cub taking a shit and then eating it pushes you over the edge. You grunt as you nut over your belly, leaving a sticky mess of pearly white goop over your abdominal fur.
You rest for a couple minutes until your breathing slows down to its regular rate and your cock goes soft again. Wow. You just jacked off to some cub scat porn … and you loved it. Never in your dreams had you ever considered it, but now you need more of it. What else does the Brown Room have to offer?
You get off the toilet and find a handy supply of wet wipes to clean yourself up with, dumping the used ones into a trash receptacle before you leave the room, your libido sated for the moment, but eager for more.]]]]
Your stomach all but forgotten, you leave the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]You enter the room. Inside is the curvacious equine woman you encountered earlier, totally naked just like in the Red Light Room. The room itself is like a toddler's play-room. There are toys and colourful posters, a changing table and a crib. The floor is covered with a colourful and soft carpet that is divided into several squares with different motifs, for instance one of them is of a city-block with roads, while another is like a forest and fields as seen from above.
The difference from a small child's room is that all the toys and the crib and the changing table are sized for adults. Rattles, pacifiers, the pack of diapers, it is all made for someone who is definitely not a toddler.
"Hi, Sweetie," the woman says in a friendly and warm tone of voice that reminds you of your own mother. The mare's fur is a mixture of brown and cream, with white fur running down her legs from the knees down, and from her arms from the elbows down.
[[This baby-stuff doesn't interest you. Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]
[[Say, "Hi Mom"]]
Your guide opens the door and follows you through. The room is not very large, featuring a sturdy bed that's covered in plastic as well as what you know is called a rape rack.
In front of the bed sits Max, a Boxer, and he whines happily, his well-manicured paws scratching on the brown wooden floor as he runs over with his tail wagging and his tongue lolling out.
First, the dog almost barrels over the little cub, ramming his snout into his abdomen, to which the canine hybrid giggles and grabs on to the dog's neckfur, giving him a good scritch. Then the dog prances over to you, and you give him a nice petting between his floppy ears.
(link:"Ask the cub about the Boxer")[You know that the dog has learned several lewd commands, but you are curious as to what his function is relating to the Brown Room, and you ask your young guide to explain things.
"Well," he says, stepping over and petting the dog's lower back, scritching at the base of his tail, "he can present and get hard, as well as suck and also poop or pee," the last two words are said with a bit of a cringe, his features get a little green as he continues, "he also //loves// to drink pee or when a client poops in his muzzle."
At that, the cub steps back, suddenly distraught by those nasty thoughts.
[[Play with Max yourself]]
[[Tie the young cub to the rape rack and give him a bad time]]]
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]You ask to see the plumbing room, and the blue-furred cub politely opens the door for you and let you enter.
Inside is quite a mass of see-through plumbing. The pipes come in from the ceiling, some wide, some only half an inch thick. The room has done away with the brown decour and is fully tiled like a proper restroom.
The while tiles serve as a stark background to what passes through the pipes at the back wall of the wide, but narrow room. As you stand looking at what seems like a maze of plumbing, one of the wider pipes is traversed by a mass of brown matter and yellow fluids and some clear water following it. The pipe is made in a way so that it makes several turns, letting the waste stay still for a while in a horizontal tubing. The clear pipe is smudgeonened by this, but an assortment of steel nozzles spray water on the inside, cleaning it completely, leaving it fully transparent to the next passage of waste that follows soon after.
"The warehouse above is quite special. They handle.. Sensitive things, and the personnel is not allowed to bring in personal belongings. There's no toilet paper either, only bidet functions in the toilets themselves. So only.. pee and poop can make it through," the cub says, the grey-blue fur on his features scrounging up at the sight of yet another passing of waste that stays in a horizontal section of the tubing, before being washed away.
(link:"\"What's the point of all this?\"")[The assortment of clear pipes make for an interesting view of modern plumbing, or even as some kind of abstract art, but you don't understand the purpose of all this and ask the cub what's up.
"Well, look over here," he says, reluctantly getting closer to the whole installation, "at all the flat sections there are different buttons and knobs that can cause the.. stuff to remain inside, while bypassing the main pipe. And here," he gets closer and pushes on a button, which opens up a drawer, "are hoses and connectors so that you can.. have the.. stuff go outside," he gives a little bit of a cute retching sound, disgusted by it all, "and there, you see that line and piece of plastic, that's for opening up the plumbing."
The cub hurrps at the thought and steps back with a green expression on his features, obviously not at all happy with this engineering marvel.
[[Play with the pipes and the hoses]]
[[Force the cub into interacting with the plumbing]]
[[This does not interest you. Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]](if:visits is 1)[The canine pup reaches for the door and opens it with a flourish and a gust of animal smells waft out. You step through, first walking along a corridor some ten yards long, before it opens into a room of impressive size, at least 40 yards long, some 12 yards in breadth.]
(if:visits >= 2)[The barn is of an impressive size, some 12 yard in breadth and 40 yards long.]
The decor is rough-looking planks for the flooring, though they are properly jointed and sanded at closer inspection. There are a number of animal stalls going all the way down the room, on either side of the middle where the cub is taking you, showing you the animals that are presently available for whichever depraved desires you might have.
The stalls are made in fairly new wood, un-painted, and the smell of their droppings and urine and musk is mixed with a pine-like scent coming from the wood.
"So, our animals know several commands," the cub begins his explanation, "they can 'present', they can 'get hard', they can 'piss' and they can 'shit'."
As he says those last two words, his ears splay back and his voice becomes hesitant, but then he perks up a little as he shows you the three animals that are present at the moment.
"So here, we have Nathan, a nice Shetland Pony," the cub points to a brownfurred, small pony with shaggy brown fur and darker markings on its legs and at the end of its tail. It shakes its head and looks attentively at you.
"Here, we have Dolly, a prize sow," he points at a large and well-fed pig with pink skin which oinks! happily as its name is mentioned, "as you know, pigs are omnivores and will happily eat whatever you... serve them."
"And here, we have Brutus, a Tibetan mastiff," the cub points to a large and shaggy dog with golden-reddish fur and a broad head. It's currently looking at you with something akin to a challenge in its eyes.
[[Interact with the pony]]
[[Interact with the sow]]
[[Interact with the large dog]]
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]The boy steps back and lets you open the door yourself, obviously not willing to enter, casting his eyes away from whatever is happening inside.
You move through the door and a fairly spacious and rectangular room is revealed, with photographs as large as paintings at a museum adorning the walls, illuminated by sharp spotlights that make the images look vivid, all details of fur, eyes and bodies standing out in full detail.
You notice images of several of the cubs you have encoutered, in various states of depravity, the tiger boy on his back being shat into his muzzle with his face scrounged up, the panda toddler with a full and soggy diaper sucking a horse cock that makes her cheeks bulge out obscenely from the flare, the dominant rottweiler with a growl on his face as a hooded cat with orange fur is pulled by a leash, the canine's member spraying piss into the cub's ring-gagged muzzle.
But it is the center of the room that really gets your attention. There, three cubs are bound with an array of black leather and steel cuffs, straps, chains.
There's a male bullcub, of some seven years of age.
There's a female german shepherd cub some ten years of age, with small budding breasts
There's a male toddler lion who looks like he is nearing the end of his kindergarden years, still with some of the whelp fat on his body.
The cubs are arrayed on a pedistal in the middle of the room made out of brown-stained wood, with three steps going down on all sides like a miniature pyramid. They are on their backs, at an angle to one another, forming a sort of triangle where a cub's head is placed near the next cub's footpaws and so on.
(link:"Step closer and inspect the \"art\" installation")[You step closer and take note of the cubs' nakedness as well as the devices attached to them.
As you climb the steps of the pyramid-like structure, you notice there's a table with just two objects, a long and flexible dildo, perhaps two feet long, and a remote control that only features an ON and OFF switch.
There's even a little plaque made in copper.
''Activate the vibrators to activate the cubs and make them squirm while their orifices serve as dumping grounds for your waste''
Intrigued, you take in the sight of the cubs' features. Right now, their eyes are all looking at you, the bull and the canine with green eyes and the lion with blue eyes.
The bull cub has what looks like see-through goggles on, like if he was snorkling, only difference is that they expand upwards into a wide funnel, that connects to a toilet seat above his head. His tailhole is plugged with what you guess is a vibrating buttplug and his member is encased in a cruel-looking and tiny chastity cage with spikes that are pointed inwards.
The female german shepherd girl has her large and tufty ears covered by see-through "headphones" that extend into tubing that widens into a funnel that connects to a toilet seat above her head. Her pussy is plugged with what you guess is a canine shaped dildo, knot inside and bulging out her cunny, and her ass has a small wire running out, you guess some kind of vibrating egg is inside.
The toddler lion boy has his entire muzzle encased in black leather that spreads it open via a ringgag that's pushing his teeth apart. A funnel goes through the ringgag and into his mouth and goes up and widens, connecting to the toilet seat that is standing over his head. His soft member is forced out of his sheath, with two vibrating eggs on either side that are strapped in , preventing the barbed dicklet from retreating into its natural resting place. A bright blue coloured dildo, not too big, is sticking out his bum.
It is all some quite devious stuff, and you are not sure if you want to progress, as it seems your waste will be used to throughoughly make the cubs' day much less pleasant.
[[Interact with the "art installation"]]]
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]You decide to wave a paw at the blue-grey furred canine hybrid and step closer to the installation of tubing and pipes along the wall. The whole thing is like ten yards long and as you get near you feel a warmth emanating from it. The see-through tubing has little disturbances in its material and you suddenly realise the similarity to your uncle's Mondeo.
It's heated glass!
To test your theory, you reach out a paw and almost recoil from the warmth of the length of tubing you brush your fingers against, before deciding it is not //too// warm, perhaps a little hotter than body temperature.
You look down at the drawer the cub pulled out and notice there are several widths and sizes of hoses. Some of them are very tiny and thin, some bigger and one hose is the width of a Redbull drinking can.
Taking a look as the grey/blue furred cub, you give a shooing motion with your paws, and he exits the room so that you can have privacy for whichever degenerate act you might consider. You close the door and gather your thoughts.
[[Attach a smaller tube to the plumbing that seems to come from the urinals]]
[[Attach the large tube to the plumbing where liquid and solid waste is seperated]]The obvious reluctance and disgust in the canine hybrid's brown eyes trigger something inside you and you give the drawer with the various hoses and connectors another look, noting the bottle of lube there which has a push-down dispenser.
"Say..." you begin, curling your index finger at the cub, signaling for him to come over, "where does these tiny tubes go?"
The boy hesitates, and his high-pitched voice comes out wavering, "those are small enough to enter you- you- your peehole, sir."
You get the nasty idea to plug this cub up fully and you grab his skinny arm, easily holding him in place.
"Stop, no, please, I don't wanna!" he says, tears forming at his eyes, though he isn't resisting much, seemingly conditioned to be treated as a slave who gets no real say in things.
[[Let off, head back to the main room->Tell the cub to show you around]]
[[Fill his mouth, ass and dickhole with tubes and have some fun]]"Hi, Mom," you say, the tone of your voice uncertain, hesitant and slightly high-pitched.
"Come give Mommy a hug," she says and you instinctively move over and embrace her, burying your head against the top of her bosom and taking a deep breath of her floral scent.
"Did my big boy eat a lot for dinner?" she asks afffectionately as your slightly swollen stomach bumps against hers.
"Yes, Mommy," you say, and you feel your stomach gurgling and groaning slightly from the pressure from your big meal and the beers you have drunk. You are feeling lightheaded from the alcohol and somehow, despite your earlier forays in the Red Light room, you can feel your hard member grind against the thick thigh of the mare.
"What's that? Do you have a little stiffy?" she asks in a warm tone, hugging you, swaying her body so that your crotch grinds against her.
"Yea- yeah," you blurt out, voice getting progressively more infantile and needy. Simultaniously, you feel the pressure build in your gut and release a severe amount of foul gas, causing the woman to scrounge up her nose.
"Oh no! It smells like you are about to make poopoo," she says with slight disgust, "can't have you soil your clothes, can we? Oh no, tut-tut, we need to put a diapie on you!"
(link:"Let her take care of you")[You let the woman take off your kimono, and she LIFTS you and carries you to the changing table with a grunt of effort. You melt into her naked and soft fur, basking in the body heat she transfers to you.
"My big boy, you've been eating a lot of porridge haven't you?" she asks in a sweet tone, "growing up all big for Mommy. Now now, don't fuzz, let me put you down."
She gently places you on the oversized changing table and hands you an adult-sized pacifier. Instintively, you put it in your mouth, and it tastes slightly sweet as you begin suckling on it like a toddler.
"Get your legs up like a big boy now," she says, her brown eyes creasing warmly as she produces an adult-sized diaper from underneath the changing table.
[[Lift your legs for Mommy]]]
You mewl out, feeling the heat of a blush, even as you lift your legs and put your paws on the insides of your knees to keep them there, feeling exposed and vulnerable and infantilized as she quickly and effectively wraps the crinkly diaper around your butt and fastens the straps that are going to keep it in place.
You can hardly remember even wearing diapers, being one of those kids who ditched them early, and the sensation of the soft fabric pressing in from all sides, the crinkly nature of the diaper itself and the way your junk is squeezed makes you squirm as you lie there, suckling on the pacifier like a little baby.
The curvacious equine moves around the table, standing near your prone form, and she put a white-furred paw on your chest, gently rubbing at your pectoral muscles, trailing her fingers down softly to caress your abdominal muscles.
"Such a strong man you are! Even with a stomach full of food I can feel your big and burly abs!" The equine praises you like you have just taken your first steps and you blush heavily, suckling harder on the pacifier, for some reason still holding the position with your hips rotated, legs held by your paws, exposing your diapered crotch and butt to the world.
The mare looks at you with a proud expression, her smile warm and kind, and you feel a happy heat spread from within, memories of your earliest childhood re-surfacing, that sensation of being cared for, of being //loved//, the curvacious woman radiates that feeling and makes your heart resonate with it.
"Well," she says, "now that you are all diapered up, you get to decide what happens next. Do you wanna lie here and have Mommy touch your big pecker through the diaper, or do you wanna be put down on the floor and play with the blocks for a while?"
[["Touch my weenie, Mommy!"]]
[["I wanna pway on dah floor, Mommy!"]]
Through the pacifier in your mouth you tell the curvacious mare to touch your stiffy, and her big and warm paw trails south and it is put to rest over your crotch. You moan out as the heat from her fingers travels through the crinkly fabric of the diaper and impacts your erection and she pushes firmer, causing you to write a little as she touches you.
She gropes and squeezes your member and you try to hump upwards a little, but the stimulation is much less intense than a direct touch, and it seems almost like a tease as she rubs and grabs at your shaft and cockhead.
Meanwhile, her other paw reaches for your head, scritching underneath your muzzle, and then patting your headfur, caressing you softly, making you murr out and close your eyes from the sensitive and comfortable touch. All the while she praises you for being a big boy, for growing up so //strong//, for how //big// your peepee is, causing you to blush deeper still.
"Didn't you have to go?" the equine asks you, letting go of the front of your diapers and instead softly letting her paw circle your taut stomach fur, pushing down gently on your abdomen and your slightly food-swollen guts.
(link:"Try to push out")[Her paw makes your full stomach gurgle and you definitely feel the pressure to vacate your bowels.
However, it feels very strange and unnatural to not only do it while lying on your back, but also to do it while someone is watching you. Your ears splay back a little and your blush intensifies from the sensation of humilation as you scrounge up your eyes and push, but something holds you back.
"Awww, can't my big boy poop his diapers?" the mare asks in a kind tone bereft of any condescension, her paw trailing down to rub at your erection again through the fabric of your crinkly diaper, "just relax, big man, let Momma make you feel good."
She rubs you more firmly, and you moan out through the pacifier which you are still suckling on hard. Her other paw, previously caressing your headfur, now trails down your naked chest, rubbing over your nipples, and then resting on your stomach, two paws pushing against your body.
"Come on, big boy, poop yourself for mommy, let it flow out and fill your diapers and mush out against your little butt and your junk and get it all dirty."
(link:"Push harder")[Her words and the pressure on your stomach has their desired effect and you grunt and push harder, feeling the urgent need to vacate your bowels.
The sound is muted, but distinct, as a low fart turns into splorts and you feel a heavy thickness around your butt that expands, as your sphincter opens up and release a good amount of shit. It packs up around your buttocks and then you feel the mare shift her paws, so that the other one grabs at your member, while the first reaches under your butt and pushes against the expanding poop, smearing it around, pushing it upwards.
You have kept your exposed position with your paws around your knees, and the curvacious equine can easily manipulate the scat underneath the diaper to push against and then envelope first your rodent nutsack and then the base of your member.
You moan out. It feels //warm// and slightly gritty, a totally different texture than the diaper, and the combined sensations of your warm poop being smeared around and her constant groping of your shaft gets you closer and closer to a climax.
You are blushing a beet red from the humiliation of it all, but it feels natural to suckle the pacifier as hard as possible as her expert and messy touch pushes you over the edge and you whimper out like a little boy as your soiled member erupts underneath the crinkly fabric.
You moan and whine your way through your orgasm and the mare soon lets go of your dick, instead caressing your stomach fur and scritching your head again, telling you what a big and brave boy you are.
(link:"\"Let's get you cleaned up!\"")[With your legs still held up by your paws, Mommy has an easy time undoing the diapers and pulling them off.
She doesn't complain, barely wrinkles her nose, as she rolls them together efficiently and throw them into a diaper pail, before she procures a packet of wet wipes and clean you out.
It takes a little while, also because she takes the time to wipe the fur completely clean as well as sort of brush it with the wet wipes, making sure it isn't tufty or messy, leaving you as clean and pristine as when you entered the room.
She then takes the pacifier out of your mouth and helps you down onto the floor.
"Now it's time to be a grown man again," she says, giving your cheek a little pinch, before she puts the kimono on your, forcibly turn you around, and spanks your bottom to make you move towards the exit.
You feel relaxed, clean and satisfied as you exit the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]
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]]
The voluptuous equine smiles softly, grabs onto you, and lifts you off the table and put you down on the floor with a grunt. You have no idea what possesses you, but you let yourself fall on your knees and crawl around like a toddler and not like the man you consider yourself to be.
Tiny squeaks can be heard from the rubber pacifier in your mouth as you suckle on it intensely while you crawl across the softly carpeted floor. She mentioned the blocks and you make your way over their, noting how the big square blocks have the letters from the alphabet on one side and on the opposite side are numbers and occasionally simple mathematical symbols likes plusses and minusses.
"Why don't we sing the alphabet song?" the woman says warmly, and you smile happily at her, willing to sing any kind of song alongside your Mother.
"A-B-C-D-E-F-G," she begins, and you follow along, you own voice high-pitched and muffled by the pacifier. She sings the song to completion, and then makes a gesture towards the blocks.
(link:"Arrange the letters of the blocks as the alphabet")[The both of you keep singing the alphabet song as you arrange the blocks in the correct order from A to Z.
After singing the song on last time, the curvascious equine claps her paws together and praises you for being such a smart and attentive boy, reaching down and petting your headfur softly.
You murr out at the sensation and close your eyes, basking in your Mommy's praise and her affectionate touch. She keeps on petting you and begins humming a tune you don't know that is both a little bit mournful and also sweet, something that reminds you of dark nights in the forest or winter evenings where the snow has quieted the entire world.
Through it all, you feel a growing ache in your stomach, your bowels being moved forward by the beers you drank and the food you ate. Your slightly alcoholic blush turns much deeper as you feel uncomfortable with the conflicting sensations of her parental touch and your body's needs.
"Aww, it looks like you are holding it in," the woman says kindly, continuing to pet you, "It's allright sweetie, you can let it all out while Mommy's here, it's perfectly natural!"
[[Release your bowels]]]The mare's words strike through your indecision and you grunt, scrounging up your face, as you soil yourself while on your knees and paws. It feels strange and wrong and also somehow liberating, as the stool exits your tailhole and begins to push against your crinkling diaper. You feel the warm mass distend the white fabric, soiling it, before it plops as much as flows downwards, your shit dragging along the backside of your rodent nutsack before settling.
You cannot help yourself but lean backwards, letting the muck squish against your backside and your scrotum as you sit down on the plush carpet. You feel the mess being rubbed into your fur there, and your member begins to throb from the lewd and naughty sensations. The pacifier squeaks loudly as you suckle it, rocking yourself back and forth, really getting the mess spread all over.
"Naughty boy!" Mommy says in a scolding tone, squatting down and grabbing your shoulder. You meet her eyes and they seem a bit stern, and you lower your gaze, splaying your ears back.
"Sowwy Mommy," you manage to say, feeling utterly ashamed for soiling yourself like this and rubbing the increasingly damp diaper against the carpet.
"I think I will have to punish you for this!" She says, though her tone carries an undercurrent of playfulness, and you look up to meet her brown eyes that twinkle a little, a subtle tug at one corner of her mouth that indicates a beginning smile.
"If you like to play around in your poop so much, maybe I should let you eat it!"
You sit there, blushing beet red, stunned, trying to take in her words. It may be that you have played around a little with this stuff, checked out a vid or a pic here and there, but having the option presented to you like this makes it all visceral and you feel the breath catching in your throat as you ponder the thought.
All the time, the mare's increasingly friendly expression is watching you intensely, her parental smile letting you know that you have a choice to make.
[["Mommy, please just change mah diapie!"]]
[["Mommy, pw- pw- pwease punish me!"]]In the end, the thought of being punished by being made to eat your own poop makes you recoil from the idea, and the whole thing begins to feel a little bit wrong.
You can now //really// feel how the soiled diaper is squishing against your backside and the underside of your junk.
Your shit!
The smell also hits you now and you suddenly feel kinda desperate for a diaper change.
"Pwease!" you say again, in a high-pitched and plaintive tone of voice through the pacifier that is still lodged firmly between your lips, "Mommie! Change my diapee!"
"Of course, sweetie," the mare says, "get on your feet so I can lift you."
You awkwardly shuffle around and stand up, the weight of the diaper tugging you downwards, a very unfamiliar and strange sensation. You feel a pinch in your bladder, more beer travelling through your body, and you meep out and blush heavily as pee starts trickling out.
You feel the warmth spreading on the inside of the less-crinkly diaper, sloshing around and under, your nutsack getting damp, your crotch, your thighs. You can feel the acrid liquid seeping into your fur, making you blush further.
The loss of control of your bladder and the way Mommy is looking at you makes your ears splay back in humilation and you have to stifle a little sob, feeling infinitely little even though you are at eye-height with the curvacious woman.
(link:"She embraces you")[You hear, more than see, your Mommy stepping close and then she embraces you and squeezes your face firmly against her large breasts, squishing you between the two heavy mounds.
"Shhhh, shhhh, it's okay, Mommy's here, just let it all out."
Her voice has a calming effect on you, but not on your bodily functions, and your bladder continues to empty itself, while another poofy fart heralds another turd exiting your rear.
The mare's warm and soft breasts cradle your head as you soil yourself, feeling the diaper grow ever heavier, new warmths and icky sensations spreading all around your crotch and ass.
You are too humiliated and out of it to even be aroused, and when you finish, she pulls back and gives you a warm smile, before squatting down and LIFTING you up with barely a grunt. She carries you over to the changing table and places you on your back and begins to pull off the diaper with practiced efficiency.
It's utterly soiled, stained yellow and full of waste, but her nose barely curls as she folds it up and throws it into the diaper pail. Afterwards, she spends a //long// time cleaning your fur with wet-wipes, making sure everything is scrubbed out gently, even brushing the fur on your backside and your crotch with the wipes to make sure not a strand of fur stands out the wrong way.
Finally, she helps you off the table to stand on your footpaws and puts on your kimono for you, tightening the fabric belt loosely.
"It's time to stop being a baby and to be a man again," she says and gives you a hug, her expressive brown eyes meeting yours quizically.
You give her a solemn nod, meeting her eyes as firmly as you can while the roiling and infantile emotions are subsiding inside. You //are// a man, practically an adult, not a little baby. She smiles and you smile back, moving in for another hug, before turning to leave.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]You feel a surge of arousal, as well as a surge of worried anticipation, as you ask to be punished by the curvascious mare. Her brown eyes narrow a little, and you see how she puts on a stern expression to let you know it's punishment time.
"Come here," she says, and moves over to a piece of furniture that resembles a toddler's dining chair, a high-seated piece of furniture with a table in front of the seat, in grown-up size. She grabs the table-part and it swings open on a hinge, so that one can climb the seat.
This playspace is in the corner of the room, and the carpet has given way to practical linoleum in a black and white checkered pattern.
Your messy diaper squishes and squelches as you crawl after the woman, and you sit down on the linoleum, half-enjoying the nasty sensations from your crinkly and waste-filled diapers and half feeling disgusted. Either emotion causes your member to throb hard against the front of the fabric that covers your undercarriage. All the while you are suckling on your pacifier as if it was your mamma's teat.
"Get on your feet, let me take the diaper off," Mommy instructs.
(link:"Get up")[The messy diaper feels surprisingly heavy, and you feel as clumsy as a tyke as you first get to your knees and then push off with your paws to get to a standing position, the soiled fabric hanging heavy, the sensation of the mess ever-present.
The curvascious mare leans down, a mock-stern expression on her face, and she unclasps the straps that hold your diaper, letting it fall to the floor with a meaty thud.
"Get in your seat," she commands, somewhat sharply, and you don't complain as you climb the steps to the high seat and sit your muddy ass down onto the smooth wooden surface.
It's really nasty, feeling the cold-ish wood press against your muddy fur, and you feel throughoughly humiliated sitting there, a heavy stench wafting up and tickling your nose, causing your whiskers to twitch and your long tail to swish around in agitation. The mare moves over and puts the table-part down, trapping you in the chair.
"Ewww, you really made this diaper nasty, you rascal," Mommy says in a mixture of admonishment and playfulness, leaning down to gingerly lift the soiled diaper, carrying it over and plopping it down on the table in front of you.
The stench of your own waste, mushed up and splattered on the fabric, is absolutely atrocious. There's no toilet water to hold the smell at bay and it hits your twitching nose as full force, causing your stomach to act up.
And you know that it's only gonna get worse.
Your ears splay back at that thought, your member throbs and you blush a deep red as the woman retrieves a bright, blue plastic spoon and moves over to you. As she gets near, you notice she also has green cleaning rubber gloves on, really prepared for whatever mess might happen.
"Spit out the pacifier," the mare instructs you, and you lean over to the side and let the spit-lathered thing fall to the ground.
[[Mommy punishes you]]]Sitting on the high chair, you are still at approximate eye-height of the brown-eyed mare, and you cannot help but take in the sight of her jiggling bosom as she comes near, blue plastic spoon lifted like some kind of weapon.
"Since you like being messy so much, let's make your pelt even dirtier!" She says, gloved paw plunging into the mess you have created. Another gust of stench makes it to your nostrils as she disturbs the mound of shit laying on the open diaper, and she takes up a pawful, takes one step closer, and then pushes it against your chest, smearing it all around.
It stinks like hell now, and the gritty and cloying sensation of it being spread around on your chestfur makes you cringe. Yet, you also blush deeply, and your member throbs from it all, feeling humiliated and somehow also liberated as she coats your entire chest in a smear of brown that wafts up the scents of your digested meals.
Next, she moves the spoon through the air in a hypnotic fashion, letting it trail from side to side, capturing your attention, before she plunges it into the brown mess and scoop out a good chunk of scat.
"Open wide!" Mommy commands.
You struggle to obey, this is much further than anything you could have anticipated. Your stomach is already churning, the heavy stink causing it to act up, but the viagras as well as the alcohol in your blood causes your arousal to peak further, and you blush and your cock throbs as you slowly let your muzzle open.
(link:"\"Here comes the airplane!\"")[The mare moves the spoon closer, agonizingly slowly, and your eyes strain and go crossed as you follow its path towards your mouth, its muddy content going where you know it really shouldn't.
You almost turn your head, like a toddler who refuses a vegetable, but the stern look on Mommy's face makes you reconsider, and you keep still as she plunges the serving of your own scat into your mouth.
Ew!
Gross!
Nasty!
You gag, even as you obediently chomp down on the spoon and your lips pull of the shit for it to rest on your tongue.
Your breathing gets quicker. This is more than you had expected, the taste is absolutely cloying, flowing over your tongue, and you open your muzzle to breathe in fresh air, the shit simply resting there for a while as you attempt to get used to the taste.
There's the muted sound of mushing and the crinkling of the diaper, and then you feel a lewd warmth on your crotch, rubber and scat being pushed against your hard member.
She's masturbating you!
"Good boy," Mommy says, "chew your food properly. Good boy, such a big and strong man you have become. Such a //big// peepee you have. Chew it all for Mommy and she will let you have your cummies!"
(link:"Chew the scat")[The mares delicate touch turns your gags into moans, and you begin to chew on your shit, tongue shuffling it around in your mouth, the cloying waste sticking to your teeth, the flavours of previous meals explodes on your tastebuds, though now nasty and bitter and rancid.
Before you know it, the small spoonfull is dissolved and you swallow it painfully. All the while your eyes have been closed, face scrounged up, but you now open them and notice they sting a little from the tears produced from the intensity of your meal.
Mommy notices. "Open wide," she says, and you obey, another spoonful deposited into your muzzle.
The sounds of her scat-lubed masturbation are raunchy and disgusting, but the sensation of your shit coating your member and her deft touch pawing you off makes it a very pleasureable experience, and the surges of electricity that arise from your loins make you able to focus more on the chewing and eating than the tastes and the smells.
It's all utterly disgusting and nasty, but it's overshadowed by your arousal.
She jerks you off harder, having removed the glove from your member to grab up even more scat, and the mushy mess is all over your crotch and thighs as you are sloppily jerked off, all the while being fed spoonful after spoonful of your mess.
Your climax takes you by surprise, sudden and violent. You jerk around in your chair, the shit presently in your muzzle being drooled and pushed out as you focus on your pleasure, ropes of rodent cum erupting from your filth-coated member.
"Nasty boy, cumming from being punished!" Mommy says, while she keeps on tugging your squirting dick, tone playfully mocking, adding another layer of humiliation to it all, which only causes more semen to shoot out.
(link:"Come down from your orgasm")[You are huffing and whining as you come down from your climax, Mommy keeping on masturbating even when it gets sensitive, your punishment continuing, leaving your squirming from the intense sensations of your spent member being rubbed.
The sights and the smells and the tastes hit you all at once and you almost hurl, but manage to keep it down. Whimpering and breathing rapidly, brown drool pooling in your muzzle as you struggle to control your stomach.
You look at the diaper and notice that most of its contents are still there, even though it feels as if you ate a full course of shit, and that thought gives you comfort. Such a small amount should be possible to keep down.
The curvascious mare grabs the diaper and closes it, taking it over and depositing it in a diaper pail, before she returns and pushes a small button on the wall, which opens to reveal a curtain. You look up and notice the suspended track it's going to follow, and she drags it around, enclosing the both of you in the corner. She touches another button, and a retractable hose and a showerhead is pulled forth. She adjust a knob and turns it on, and you see the steam arising as water hits the linoleum floor, running to the very innermost of the corner of the room where a drain takes it away.
"Get off the chair," she instructs you, and you do as ordered, the woman giving you a good rinse and scrubbing you with her rubber gloves after she has sprayed them clean beforehand, including giving your mouth a good rinse and scrub with her fingers.
She does it quite firmly, and you are unsure if you are still being punished a little, even though you appreciate the sensation of getting clean.
You are happy that the rooms and the flooring in this place are heated when she turns the water off and goes to retrieve a towel.
She pats you down and then leads you over to where she has her wetwipes, and proceed to clean off the stench that is still clinging to your fur, making sure to kind of brush your crotch and assfur so that it looks presentable again.
Finally, she puts the kimono on you and fasten its fabric belt. Her brown eyes stare into yours.
"It's time to be a man again," she says, her eyes searching yours, and you nod, having come down from the playtime and your orgasm. Only a little bad taste remaining in your muzzle which causes you to blush a little and your member to give a little throb against the kimono.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]You enter a room with a dark brown, wooden flooring that feels soft underneath your pawpads, probably some kind of laminate. The walls are painted in lighter nuances of brown, with the occasional drawing of what looks like urine streams, puddles and splashes of lighter and darker yellow.
There's a bed, and in front of that stands the slutty wolf girl from earlier, Tiffany. Her eyes, blue and green respectively, look at you in delight and she emits a bit of a playful bark as she steps closer, as nude as the day she was born.
The eleven year old girl's pelt is light grey, going into whites at her throat, stomach and chest and the inside of her loins. Her pussy puffs out of her body in a noticeable cunt cleavage and her breasts are budding small, something less than a pawful but still nice to hold on to.
She is almost breathless as she stands in front of you, in a bit of a wide stance, and you can see her delicious pussy glistening with arousal.
"I was hoping you would come and see me here!" she exclaims, looking down your body and then up again appreciatively, undoing your belt and opening your kimono, reaching out to tug at your already half-hard member, pulling down the foreskin, leaning in and giving the cockhead a quick suckle, before stepping back and giving you a wink with her blue eye.
You already know what the brown room entails, and feel a pinch in your bladder, which you are certain Tiffany will appreciate.
(link:"\"Open you mouth, girl!\"")[You command the wolf cub to open her mouth and she instantly obeys, a healthy blush rising on her cheeks and a paw instantly going to her crotch, letting a finger rub against her clit.
"Got a salty treat for me?" she asks sultrily, and you nod, stepping in and presenting your half-hard member to her lips, only pushing it slightly inside.
"Gonna piss in my mouth, sir?" she asks, the question in a tone like it is as much a demand, her tone needy and insistent.
You reach down and grab her headfur, dominatingly keeping her in place, the slutty girl moaning out in response, one paw now toying with her clit while she has three fingers stuck up inside her moist pussy.
"Gonna use me as urinal? Gonna use me as a potty later?" More lewd words that make your member swell in her damp and warm muzzle.
"Come on, give it to me, let me have your pshhhh?!?"
(link:"You relaxed your bladder")[Tiffany is taken by surprise mid-sentence as your acrid piss suddenly spurts out and almost overfills her mouth. She squeals out in arousal and begins drinking it down just as fast as your member can spray it out, gulping and moaning, lewd squelches coming from her pussy as her paws are hard at work.
You keep a firm paw on her headfur as you lean forward, feeling your tongue loll out from the pleasureable sensation of unloading your bladder into such a willing mouth and it feels like minutes pass as the pressure inside dies down slowly.
You pinch your bladder shut before it is fully empty, and the girl is moaning out hard, loud squelches heard as she pleasures herself, cumming with loud mewls as she swallows down what remains of your urine in her mouth. She suckles hard on your member as she climaxes, coaxing out every last drop still present in the shaft and you keep a firm paw on her head, deciding to fill her stomach with your cum as well.
Last time, you didn't get the chance, but this time you ram your uncut member down her throat with the intent to cum there, your five inches more than enough to make her sputter and gag as you ride her face like a pocket pussy, ramming her nose into your crotch-fur again and again, your rodent nutsack slapping against her chin.
Something about this girl just pushes you over the edge in no time, and you quickly shoot a load down her gullet, her throat gurgling and contracting as she struggles to swallow your jizz.
Afterwards, you are both gasping, and you let her off with a lewd slurp as she pulls back with cum and yellow urine staining the fur around her lips.
"That was fun!" she says, breathing heavily, obviously still aroused, "got something more to put into my stomach?"
[[Shit into her pussy]]
[[Feed her a nice meal]]]]Feeling devious, you grab the wolf cub by the scruff of her neck and drag her to the bed, throwing her on it. You quickly mount her, pinning her down while she's on her back.
Then you lift her legs and hips off the bed, spread them wide and shuffle a bit around for a good angle, before you squat down, your ass connecting to her pussy.
"Oh my..." the girl says breathlessly as she realises your intent, and then her eyes go to the back of their sockets in pleasure as you push out a nice thick turd that penetrates her moist and sloppy hole.
Tiffany moans out as you unload another turd, which pushes the first one fully inside. She squeals out and you see her pussy contracting with arousal, squishing the soft turd there and spreading it all over her pussy lips and clit.
Disregarding her soiled state, she reaches down to masturbate, but you batter her paws away, having a better idea. You step out of the squat, but keep a hold of her legs, setting her hips down and then moving to thrust your cock inside.
(link:"Fuck her shitty pussy")[You grab onto the cub's paws and pin them against the bed over her head. Meanwhile, Tiffany circles your waist with her legs, her blue and green eyes half-lidded with lust, a grin on her face.
You thrust into her with a nasty squish, feeling your member being embraced and caressed by the mushy shit inside her pussy.
The warmth is very different, and your arousal blazes as you begin to fuck the girl, squelches and splatters being heard as you ride her pussy so hard while your dick extracts some of the shit inside, even as it pushes some of it further into her body.
"Oh, oh, oh, it's going into my, //oh//!" The wolf girl stammers and moans as you feel something give in front of your cockhead and you guess her womb is filling up with your nasty scat.
That thought spurs you on, your nutsack tightens painfully against your body, and you growl out your orgasm, leaning down to bite the wolf girl's pretty neck while your semen unloads to mix with the sloppy shit inside her cunt.
You ride out your orgasm, letting her milk you for every drop of seed, until you pull out with a nasty squelsh and a hefty stink filling the air.
(link:"Have Tiffany clean you off")[Done with the slut, you let go of her paws and grab her headfur with both of yours, moving your body up, plunging your muddy cock into her mouth.
She whimpers in delight as she gulps down your shaft with practiced ease, suckling the cock from all directions, her tongue lapping out again and again, coating her own muzzle with the filth she's cleaning off.
You her the schlicking from her paws rubbing and penetrating herself, and you grin lewdly, facefucking the girl with your softening member, making sure that every inch of it is wiped off into her mouth.
Satisfied with that, you shuffle higher and spread your buttocks apart, and she eagerly lifts her head off the bed to kiss your pucker with a lusty moan.
You recieve a most enthusiastic rimjob and you groan in pleasure as your sensitive pucker is worshipped by the horny wolf, who is masturbating herself quicker now, moaning out as she nears her climax.
You feel her shudder and sit down hard on her face, obstructing her vocalisations and turning them to muffled whimpers as her muddy tongue never ceases to lap and twirl against your sphinter.
Finished with this slut, you pull away and move over to the exit. There's a packet of disposable wipes there and you clean off any residual waste from your cock and ass, before donning your kimono.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]
]The girl's sluttiness has awakened something inside you, and you grab her headfur, blue and green eye widening in shocked pain as you drag her to the bed.
The king-sized piece of furniture is covered in a light brown sheet, but what makes it notable is the thick see-through plastic that the whole thing is wrapped in, making it stain-proof for the plays that take place inside this room.
You haul Tiffany onto the creaking plastic, manhandle her so that she is laying on her back and then climb up, your bigger size making this an easy task. You move so that you are straddling her face, your long tail whipping about as you sit down with your ass crushing down on her muzzle.
The wolf girl whimpers sluttily and instantly begins to touch her dripping cunny, and you feel her tongue dart out to give you a rimjob. From your position, you are looking down at her face, the girl almost crosseyed as she looks at your member and your rodent nutsack which almost covers her eyes.
Your spent member quickly spasms to half mast as you prepare yourself for the next act, though your stomach and mind protests from the strange position and the fact that you are going to unload into an eager mouth and not an uncaring toilet.
(link:"Feed her a meal")[You grunt as you try to vacate your bowels, and the slutty girl whimpers harder, her tongue //digging// into your expanding sphincter, sucking at your hole with needy murrs, the schlicking coming from her nethers intensifying.
Her eagerness spurs you on and you push again, a sputtering fart coming from your rear as a turd emerges. Tiffany's moans get louder as she suckles at the log, her head bobbing up and down the best it can trapped underneath your weight, sucking the turd like it was a cock. You push again and feel the length exiting your tailhole and plopping into her muzzle.
Whimpering and gagging, the wolf cub instantly begins to chew on the nasty log. You pull off and sit on your knees beside her, taking in the sight.
Her green and blue eyes are both half-lidded with tears forming from the intensity of the disgusting meal you have provided. She's gagging and choking on the thick and dark brown log, but chewing happily, her paws busy pleasuring herself.
(link:"Lift her legs and plow her ass")[Not willing to let her be the only one enjoying themselves, you shuffle down the bed, lift her legs and push them back until they are almost at her face, and you begin to plow her asshole, the cum, spit and precum on your uncut member enough to make entry easy. The first thrust makes her squeal out in delight, and then she resumes her chewing as you hover over her, your legs working overtime to ram her tailhole as hard as you can.
It pleases you to note how difficult it becomes for her to keep up with the meal as your pounding distracts her, but she's horny as hell and quickly resumes munching even harder. You feel her tight sphincter contract everytime she gags from the sordid meal, and you moan out when your cock is milked by her inner walls.
The stench of your shit is wafting up from her mouth, but you don't care at this point, fully focused on your own pleasure. You can feel her paw brushing against your stomach as she keeps on masturbating, and you feel a boozy grin coming onto your facial features as you get horned up from it all and increase your pace.
Now, you are plowing her into the plastic-covered sheets, the whole piece of furniture creaking at every thrust, loud smacks emitted from when your pelvis impacts her buttcheeks.
Tiffany's munching has been replaced with gurgled swallows, the mush in her muzzle now of a consistency she can ingest, and you feel her tailhole tighten harder and harder, eventually spasming as she reaches another orgasms, her cries of pleasure lowering an octave which betrays her maturing body.
The fact that she's cumming while eating your shit and having you plowing her ass, along with the tight grip on your cock, causes you to fly over the edge in a powerful orgasm, thrusting your member as hard and as deep as you can as you climax into her tailhole.
You keep thrusting for a good while, going slower and slower, feeling your member dying down. The wolf girl's muzzle is empty now and she sticks out her muddied tongue playfully, nasty gusts of her breath reaching your face, causing your whiskers to twitch and your stomach to rebell a little.
With a slurp, you pull out, and stagger out of the bed and towards the exit, done with this slut.
At a table near the door, there's a box of wet wipes, and you clean yourself off, which is easy given how throughough the girl was in taking in your shit. After that, you don your kimono.
Not giving the slut a second glance, you exit the room
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]
]]You take out one of the smaller connectors and the a length of tube to go with it and make your way over to the section of piping where it seems pee is constantly running down in either bursts or rivulets. At no time do you see clear water here, except for a periodic flush by nozzles inlaid in the piping, and you guess the urinals are of that eco-style variation that don't flush after use.
You plug in the length of hose, which is almost 6 feet long, more than enough to move your body around and insert it whereever in whichever position you desire.
You notice the floor has a definite tilt here, towards the wall, and look down to see a length of metal grills at the floor, where water and waste can be flushed down should the need arise.
Pondering the situation, you notice the lever that will change the course of the piss constantly running through the urinal piping and get ready to play.
[[Take the rubber tubing between your lips]]
[[Insert it into your butthole]]
(if:visits <= 0)[You connect the large hose with the see-through piping and then disrobe. Your member is twitching as you insert the Redbull can-sized hose into your mouth and put your paw on the valve that will change the direction of the waste.
However, you realise as you are standing there, with the fur on your neck trickling with static electricity and the fur on your arms standing up in horrid revulsion, that this is far too much for you at this time. You really want it, but your brain is just screaming at you to not turn the valve, turn around and walk away.
Your member, while spasming at the lewd and nasty thought, is actually shrinking quickly, and you spit out the hose, put on your kimono again and leave, practically barging into the grey-blue furred canine mutt who's standing just outside the door.]
(if:visits >= 1)[Your cock is trembling as you step in to play with the large tube and the scat-filled plumbing. At first you decided to not play around with this, but something deep inside you spurs you one.
With the hose connected, and brown sludge awaiting your depraved desires, all that remains is to decide whether to attach it up your butt or take the tubing between your lips.
[[Put it up your butt->TubeButt]]
[[Take it into your mouth->TubeMouth]]]
[[Return to the main room->Tell the cub to show you around]]You get a stray thought, and remember to pull of your kimono, revealing your naked rodent body and your uncut member which is throbbing with arousal.
This whole situation is turning you on. The thought of ingesting random men's piss without even seeing their faces makes lightning erupt in your brain and your member to spasm and ooze out a dribble of precum.
You take the rubber tubing between your lips, and are almost dissapointed that it just tastes like fresh rubber with no evidence of earlier use. It doesn't matter, though, as you step in to the complex tubing works and operate the lever that will make the contents of the urinals pass into the tubing instead of down to the sewers.
(link:"The first piss arrives")[As you turn the lever, you notice a tiny amount of yellow trickling down, but not nearly enough to fill the by-pass section of the length of piping on the wall.
You kneel down, so there will be more gravity to assist the flow, and await what comes next. Quickly, you are delighted to see a strong stream of urine pouring down the see-through piping and filling the by-pass, some amount already entering the hose that is connected to your mouth.
Another, much darker yellow, stream of piss then comes running down and the fluid in the hosing undulates like a bubbly snake and begin ascending up towards your muzzle.
(link:"Touch yourself")[With one paw holding the tubing in place in your mouth, the other trails down and you begin to masturbate yourself as another flow of urine down the piping makes the combined amount enough to both fill the by-pass section as well as the hose, some of it beginning to trickle into your mouth.
//Salty//
That is your first thought, the buzz of the piss running over your tongue and depositing the flavours there.
//Musky//
You can taste the virility and the potency of the warehouse worker men who are unwittingly using you as a urinal.
Fairly loud gushing can be heard and it seems like several are using the urinals at once, the hose in your muzzle almost pressurized as the bitter fluid is pushed into your eager mouth. You drink it down as fast as you can, occasionally coughing, jerking yourself off with loud squelches, feeling urine spilling from your overflowing mouth and running down your chest and impacting your crotch.
The scent of manpiss is everywhere, filling your senses with humiliated arousal, and you jerk of faster as you near your orgasm from it.
You keep drinking, even as your body contracts and you experience a powerful orgasm, blowing semen all over while your mind is buzzing from the lewdness of it all.
In the afterglow, you get slightly panicked and quickly turn off the valve, pulling out the hose in a gush of piss that washes over your body and let it drain off into the grills that run along the wall.
Looking around, feeling like a sorry mess, you notice a shower in the left corner of the room. With piss and semen dripping all over, you make your way over there and turn it on, giving yourself a nice rinse.
Opening your eyes, you see the cub has returned, with a brown towel folded in his arms. He wordlessly hands it to you, and you get dry and don your kimono, ready to face the world again.
[[Leave the room->Tell the cub to show you around]]
]]Tearing off your kimono with the eagerness of arousal, you get ready for the next step.
You get a lewd thought as you look down the drawer again and notice a bottle of lube with a push-down dispenser. You procure a dollop of the slick stuff and coat the end of the tube, before getting another squirt and pushing it against your sphincter, fingering yourself a little.
Your member hardens from the action and the thoughts of what is about to happen, as you get down on your knees and lean forward, pushing the hose against your tailhole.
It's hard enough to penetrate, but soft enough to have a little give, and the insertion is easy, now all that's left for you is to operate the lever so that the warehouse workers' piss can enter your body.
(link:"Pull the lever")[You pull the lever and feel your breath get stuck in your throat as you watch the first trickle of urine enter the by-pass section of the see-through pipes. Then, a heavy gush of piss begins to wash down from the ceiling, two different nuances of yellow, and the by-pass is quickly filled, then the tube.
You lean forward and rest yourself on your elbows, your rat tail whipping about, as another heavy gush of piss falls down and begins to push the urine //inside// your ass.
Now you are sure the pipes are warmer than bodyheat, as every single trickle of the potent fluid almost burns as it enters you. Though the burn is mostly your mind playing tricks on you.
Still, it's warmer than bodyheat, and you feel it spreading out inside your rectum.
(link:"Masturbate")[You moan out as more piss comes pouring down and pushing itself up your ass, and you reach back with a paw, grabbing onto your needy and precum soaked member, rubbing the foreskin pleasureable across the glans, even as you feel your backside grow more and more pressurized.
The hot manpiss is now sloshing around inside, and you feel its lewd warmth against your prostate, as well as threatening to enter further into your body. You moan out, blushing sharply from aroused humilation, and pull the hose out, barely managing to keep your pucker closed afterwards, such is the volume stored inside you.
Holding the hose high, you let the hot piss wash over your body and you masturbate harder and faster, deciding to push out and the hot trickle of the piss begins to exit your body and run down towards the grills that make up the drain alongside the wall of plumbing.
Splurts of piss, that get decidedly more brown as you vacate your rectum, are pushed out your tailhole, and the hot sensation, as well as the smells of the golden shower you are letting the hose provide, quickly pushes you over the edge into a powerful orgasm.
You moan and groan out in pleasure as your rodent cum spatters all over to mix with the hot and smelly piss, before you turn off the valve, and let the hose drain into the drainage.
You notice there's a shower in the left corner of the room, and go there and rinse yourself off. You stomach is acting up a little, but you didn't pass much shit and it feels like most of the piss got pushed out. The rest will be absorbed by your inner walls, you think. As you pull back the foreskin of your retreating cock, you moan out as the oversensitive organ reminds you of the fun you just had.
Turning around after shutting the water off, you see the blue-grey furred cub standing with a small waterhose in his paw, washing down the floor with a distasteful curl to his mouth, his other paw holding a brown towel.
WIthout a word, he hands you the towel, and you dry yourself off, put on your kimono, and is ready to face the world again.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]You decide to keep him in place, one paw holding his upper arm, the other one undoing the belt of your kimono. Your rustle off the sleeve and change grips so you can rustle the kimono completely off, leaving you naked with your uncut member spasming in the air for the cub to see.
You get on your knees behind him and hump at his white-furred crack, noting how he moans out as your hot meat pushes against his sphincter. Grinning, you reach around and begin to rummage with his sheath, and his erection is quickly coaxed out, a black-coloured canine dick that is less than two inches long with the knot included.
He's pacified now, grinding against your shaft, and you reach into the drawer for the thin tube and a good dollop of lube. You lather the tube, as well as the tip of his dick, and then he mewls out as you penetrate the orifice.
"Ow ow ow ow ow," he whines out, "//burns!//"
But you care not, and push the tube in, inch after inch of the clear rubber stretching his peehole and travelling inside his body. When you are satisfied with the length inserted, you rummage for the large piece of tubing. Lubing it up, you push it against his precum-slickened tailhole and it easily opens up and you push it in a couple of inches.
The medium tube goes into his protesting muzzle, and you take in the sight of his teary eyes that are scrounged up from the unpleasant sensation, obviously mostly disturbed by the catheter you have inserted, as his paws keep reaching down as if to pull it out, but he refrains, his training and probably past punishments keeping him in line.
(link:"Connect him to the plumbing")[You shuffle along on your knees as you push the cub closer to the wall of see-through pipes, the hoses inserted into him trailing on the tiled floor, and you begin connecting them.
There's the knowledge that the tubes inside the cub are not knotted or something like that, so you will have to hold on to them while they empty their contents inside him.
As quickly as possible, you turn the three levers that will fill the three tubes, two from what seems to be coming from the urinals above, and one from the regular toilets. Then you return to the boy and kneel behind him and a bit to the side, so that you can keep a grip on both the hose in his mouth and the one up his tailhole.
The cub's bushy tail is drooped fully against the floor and his ears are splayed backwards, obviously not enjoying the anticipation of what will happen.
[[Watch as the plumbing from the toilets is filled up with a large amount of shit]]]The first thing that comes down from above is a gush of light-yellow water and a good deal of shit. The see-through piping allows you to see how the shit remains stationary in the horizontal part while the fluids gush on further to be drained away, and then another turd of a more greenish colour flows down in a gush of brownish water that also drains away. The lever you pulled has released some kind of clamp, and the weight of the shit causes the horizontal pipe to rotate on a hinge, a bit like those Japanese bamboo garden features, the turds dropping down and entering the hose that is connected to the young boy's rectum.
Next, piss comes gushing down the other pipes, quickly filling the bypass sections and then entering the medium and thin hoses, and you see the yellow fluid coursing along the floor and rising up to get close to the cub's crotch.
It's his member that is penetrated first, as another gush of //very// dark yellow urine splashes down and pushes on the rest, and you observe with bated breath as it is pushed into his urethra and further inside.
He gurgles around the tube you keep firmly in his muzzle as his bladder begins to fill up, and you quickly notice a cute bulge on his abdomen, a little round dome that expands as his bladder fills up. His brown eyes are almost panicked, tears dribbling down, and he constantly searches your gaze for mercy, but finds none.
Next, the seperated shits are joined by even more. Dark browns, blacks, yellowish, greenish, muddy, solid.
Their weight and the way the clear piping is constructed means that it all inexorably oozes through the Redbull can-sized tube and begins to enter his backside, filling him up with hot and messy scat.
With how high-pitched his muffled protests are, he could be a second-grader, and you smirk devilishly as his rectum is filled up with the combined shit of several furs, more joining on a continual basis as you guess the workers are on a break right now or something.
Finally, the tube in his muzzle is filled to capacity, and acrid manpiss gushes over his tongue. He coughs and sputters and some of the yellow and stinky fluid gushes out of his mouth and splashes over your paws.
[[Choke his throat with the hose]]You are having none of his spillage and your arm muscles flex as you push the tubing down his throat so that the piss goes directly into his stomach. He whines out in protest and shuffles a bit, but you have a firm grip on the hose going up his backside, and his natural and well-trained submissiveness causes him to stand in place, enduring the nasty force-feeding of salty manpiss.
Slowly, you see how he begins to bulge out. His stomach expanding more and more. His belly expanding more and more. That dome-like bulge where his bladder is, bulging out, his white fur stretching obscenely, just as you imagine his bladder must be stretched out to its very limits.
He begins to whimper and whine louder, teardrops falling to the tiled floor with audible drips, as the experience goes from nasty to being seemingly quite painful, and you roughly begin shoving the hoses in and out, dominating and tormenting him further, until you relent and pull them both out in a gush of shit and piss respectively.
You get on your feet and yank out the tube up his peehole, and instantly a stream shoots out, the cub whimpering as his bladder is finally allowed to be vacated.
The hoses keep pouring out their contents, and you have to step through piss and shit to get to the valves, before you grab the hoses and lay them at the metal grill that runs alongside the bottom of the wall for drainage.
You turn around, and the canine hybrid cub has collapsed on the floor, thick and mushy shit pouring out his stained tailhole, vomiting piss and little black member twitching as it empties.
He's surprisingly still erect, and you now notice your own hard-on, which never went down even though you didn't have the time to play with it. Feeling a bit rough, you kneel down and pull at the boy's black headfur, yanking his muzzle over to your member, and you plunge it down his throat, even as he vomits up more piss.
It's a hot and messy throatfuck, as you "assist" him in emptying his stomach by ramming his tight throat with your uncut cock, the boy retching and gagging and waterboarded by the piss that comes up and is then plunged down by your cock.
You cum with a growl of supreme dominance, holding his headfur tightly, grinding his muzzle against your crotch, your semen squirting directly down his throat.
You pull back with a lewd slurp and the cub coughs and retches some more before letting himself drop to the floor in a total mess, his black-skinned member softening and ending its pee stream, his tailhole vacated, what looks like 10 pounds of shit having poured out of him and he's shivering in the puddle of piss and messy scat that has stained his fur and is seeping into it.
Taking a look around, you notice there's a small hose near the entrance to the room, and you grab it and begin to wash off the shivering and abused pup, making sure the water is warm before directing it at him in a show of mercy.
It takes a long while before he's somewhat clean, and then you have him join you for a proper shower, which is located in the left corner of the room.
Despite it all, he murrs somewhat pleasingly as you rub at his fur and his crotch, a bit of black meat sticking out its sheath, before you concentrate on yourself and make sure all evidence is washed off your fur.
Finally, the cub walks on shaky legs and opens a hidden drawer, procuring two towels, and you are both clean and dry as you exit the room, you with your kimono on, the cub naked with his tailhole slightly puffy from all the anal action.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]You decide to have your fun with the cubs and reach for the remote control, flipping the switch to ON.
Immidiately, loud buzzing and moans and whimpers can be heard, as the various plugs and dildos and eggs begin vibrating inside the cubs' asses and pussy or on the lion cub's member. Quickly, you hear a loud whine from the bull cub, as the insistent buzz causes his member to swell up and push against the barbed cock cage.
You smirk deviously at the thought and begin to walk a circle around the pyramid. Well, it's more like a square now that you think about it, and you grin wider as you take in the huffing, moaning, squirming and groaning cubs as the vibrators stimulate their privates.
[[Interact with the bullcub with the funnel going to his eyes]]
[[Interact with the german shepherd girl with the funnel going to her ears]]
[[Interact with the lion toddlerboy with the funnel going to his mouth]]You decide to step over to the bondaged bull cub, who is mewling unhappily, tears forming at his eyes that are trapped underneath the see-through goggles. His member is straining, digging painfully into the barbed cockcage, as the vibrator up his butt causes him to be aroused against his own will.
The toilet seat above his head is a comfortable seat, and you look down past your half-hard member, taking in his frightened green eyes that are welling with tears.
Your stomach emits a gurgle as the beers and all the food makes itself known, and you relax your sphincter, letting out a large turd that drops down and lands right between the cub's eyes, dividing in two, soft shit forcing his teary eyes closed.
You grunt and push out another turd, this one much softer, and it sort of oozes over the two firmer turds, fully encapsulating the cub's eyes, blinding him to the world.
Grinning, you point your member down, and a torrent of smelly piss joins the scat, letting it all soften a little, small bubbles forming, as well as muting the stench a little as the shit is coated and then covered by your urine.
You step back and take in the sight of the squirming boy, who now cannot see. He's whimpering and mewling, the buzz under his tailhole still causing his member to harden, meet the spikes of his cage, and then soften, in an everlasting painful experience you are sure is not made better by the heavy mound of shit and piss that is resting on his eyelids, causing him to suffer in total and disgusting darkness.
Giving yourself a few rubs, really taking in the sight, you move to the exit, using the disposable wipes on a table there to clean your backside so that you are fully presentable. You feel a lewd grin creeping up on your face as you imagine the bullcub's torments lying there, sightless, member painfully constrained by that cruel cage.
Huff!
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]The green eyes of the maturing canine cub meet yours with less worry and more consternation. She doesn't like being here, but she has apparently resigned herself to her fate.
Perhaps the knotted vibrating dildo up her pussy is helping things along, as you notice her cunny is wet and glistening with arousal as it buzzes happily, alongside what you presume to be a vibrating egg up her butthole.
Now that you look closer, she's actually blushing healthily, though her eyes are still fully focused and you guess she might not like the next part.
You plop your butt down on the toilet seat above her head and instantly groan out as some heavy farts splurt out, the sounds amplified and the girl attempting to shake her head, but she's restrained by a choking band of metal and she can barely squirm, having to endure the sounds of your sputtering farts from a front seat row.
Your stomach gurgles, and a gush of muddy shit is emitted, travelling down the funnel and then seperating nicely in the two tubes that lead to the clear casing that envelops her ears.
The girl's eyes scrounge up from the sensation, as more of your shit is coating around her ears, some of it beginning to seep inside her ear canal, and she whimpers and struggles cutely from the sensation of your waste entering her sensitive orifices.
You get up to observe your work properly and are then reminded of the long dildo on the table.
(link:"Use the dildo to plunge the shit deep inside her ears")[You go over and retrieve the dildo, which is all wobbly and some two feet long, made in a tan, fleshy colour.
You get back and plunge it down the toilet seat, into the funnel, and then stick your tongue out the corner of your mouth as you angle it to push into one tube and then the other, really packing the muddy shit tighter and causing more of it to enter her ears.
She is whimpering out now, crying loudly, her arousal not enough to fight against the uncomfortable sensations you are putting her through, and you plunge the tubes a bit more, making sure as much shit is packed inside her ear canals as possible.
To finish things off, you take a leak. Golden piss splashes down the funnel, and as you pinch your bladder shut, you take the muddied dildo down for another plunging, making sure the mess is well and surely mixed, scat-filled-urine being forced into the girl's ears as well.
Stepping back, you take in the sight of the shivering girl. She is whimpering, but also moaning, the vibrators causing her sex to remain moist, and as you head towards the door, you smirk at the thought of how she cannot hear her own vocalisations of lust and despair.
There's a packet of wet wipes on a table near the exit, and you wipe off your butt, and head back to the main room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]You head over to the male toddlercub who's squirming and moaning, his vocalizations echoing up from the toilet seat his muzzle is connected to.
The two vibrating eggs on his dicklet are buzzing happily and he is standing at full mast, tiny barbed member spasming with arousal. The blue dildo up his bum is buzzing loud, and he is squirming from side to side as much as his bondage allows. Which is very little. The straps and the leather is creaking a little as he struggles with the intensity of the vibrations.
His face is scrounged up from it all and he's beginning to blush heavily, but his eyes are half-open, his blue orbs staring intensely at you, some amount of worry there for what comes next.
(link:"Sit down on the toilet seat")[You take your sweet time sitting down, grunting a little, making a little stretch, as if it's a normal time at home where you are gonna take a dump, except you don't have your phone to keep you occupied and there are no shampoo bottles to idly read the ingredients list off.
Instead, you look down at the cub's worried eyes and enjoy the pitiful vocalizations that are emitted up past your loins.
You push out, and his whimpers turn to whines, the little cub obviously knowing what comes next, and you feel a nice pressure build up as a long and firm turd plops down the tubing to enter the lion's ring-gagged muzzle. Instantly, he begins to gag and cough, though the occasional mewl of pleasure can also be heard.
Looking down, it seems more like he's suckling the fat turd than actually trying to consume it. Maybe the ringgag makes eating difficult?
You decide he needs to some help.
(link:"Retrieve the long dildo ")[With a cruel smirk, you retrieve the two foot long wobbly dildo that's coloured in a tan fleshy tone, and let it swing through the air like some belt for whipping, smacking it into your palm, all the cubs mewling and staring at your antics.
You return to the lion toddler and his blue eyes widen in terror as you bring the dildo down the toilet seat, through the funnel, and let it push gently at the firm turd that's sticking out of his mouth a little.
Hmmm.
On second thought, you pull the dildo back and instead present your half-hard member, feeling a pinch in your bladder.
"Don't swallow. Yet." You command, as you release a gush of yellow piss that quickly causes the boy's muzzle to overflow, the fluid cresting higher in the see-through tube.
He's lucky, as his nose is un-obstructed, and he has apparently learned how to breathe through it even if he has something plugging up his mouth.
(link:"Stuff him full")[You notice that the turd is softening a little, and bring forth the dildo again and plunge it down the tube, through the ring-gag, mushing up shit and piss directly into the small cub's mouth. He's whining and sputtering, tears falling freely from his eyes as the shit's rancid tastes are dissolved over his tastebuds, and you happily plunge plunge plunge, stirring the foul stuff and turning it into a goopy soup, all of it visible through the increasingly stained tubing.
Feeling a little devious, you kneel down, and you grab a hold of the blue dildo up his butt and begin to manipulate it a little, just twisting it slightly, pulling in and out an inch, just to give him some more pleasure to counteract the vile stuff happening in his muzzle.
The attention to his ass causes him to whine and blush super hard, dicklet trembling between the vibrating eggs, and you begin to hear painful swallows.
One paw keeping a sort of a rhytm with the dildo in his butt, your other begins to do the same, plunging down in tandem. You push harder, letting the rubbery dildo hit the back of his throat, packing the turd and piss sludge directly down his gullet, and you see his taut stomach skin beginning to bulge out from how much he's consuming.
Suddenly, he goes rigid, and he mewls out an orgasm, a tiny bit of precum emitting as a single drop that stays just at the tip of his member. However, as he comes down from his orgasm, his shaking increases and he begins to make unhappy gurgles, eventually spewing up the contents of his stomach so that the funnel gets partially filled up again.
Done with the toddler, you let the dildo sort of hang down the tubing, enjoying the sight of the muddy sludge that is currently in his muzzle and up the funnel. He's still breathing through his nose, which is now covered in brown slime he accidentally spewed out.
Smirking cruelly, you head for the exit, knowing the toddler will taste and smell your waste for the remainer of his time there. At a table near the exit, there's a packet of wet wipes, and you clean your butt and exit the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]You order the cub to exit the room and focus your attention on the feral Boxer. Wondering what to do first, the canine takes matters into his own paws and begin to snuffle at your half-hard erection through the kimono, giving the fabric a couple of licks. You disrobe and present your uncut member to the dog.
"Suck!" You say the command with authority, and Max whines happily, tail wagging, as he suckles on your dick, taking in the whole length and sort of working his muzzle and his tongue, giving you a nice feral blowjob.
You grab his neckfur and begin to hump into his slavering mouth, the dog whining louder as you begin to facefuck him slowly, eager to recieve your load.
You hump him faster, and his wagging increases, the lewd slorps and squelches coming from his muzzle spurring you on to lay into him, gripping his neckfur tightly, pelvis smacking against his snout.
With a loud moan, you unload into the dog's muzzle, and he whines and slurps and swallows your copious load, rodent nutsack twinging against your body as it empties down the dog's gullet.
(link:"Feed him your piss")[As you come down from your orgasm, you choose to relax your bladder, letting piss spray into the dog's muzzle.
He whines and gurgles as his mouth fills with your acrid urine, gobbling it down, throat working overtime and lots of it spattering out on the floor as he struggles to keep up. You have still kept your firm grip on his neckfur, and only release him once your bladder is empty.
The canine instantly pulls off and begins licking the floor, leaving it pristine, all your urine sloshing around in his ravenous stomach.
(link:"Feed him your shit")[Emboldened by the eagerness of the Boxer, as well as feeling a bit devious and domineering, you turn around and give him the command to "lick". His tongue assaults your tailhole and your naked tail weaves around as you moan out in pleasure from the forceful rimjob.
When you push out a heavy fart, the dog positively //whimpers//, licking twice as hard, huffing and grunting in anticipation of your load.
You feel the pressure and then the release as you shit out a nice turd and you hear him chomping on it with rapid smacks of his slavering muzzle until he swallows once, twice, thrice, the turd fully consumed. You grunt and push out another piece of shit, the dog once again lapping at your hole and whining with need before the softer stool fills up his muzzle almost completely.
You turn around to take in the sight, and the dog has a bit of a confused expression, muzzle full to bursting, seemingly afraid to chomp down and dropping some. However, you see the mound slowly oozing downwards, collapsing on itself, and his cheeks bulge, his eyes widening a little in happiness and his tail wagging as his powerful jaws begin their work of turning the scat into a digestable mush. Quickly, the mess is consumed by the dog, whose muzzle is fully stained brown and who's still whining with need.
Looking underneath his body, you can see his erection fully formed and spraying precum on the floor, the dog apparently conditioned to equate scat play with pleasure.
(link:"Jerk him off")[You kneel down and begin jerking off the dog, stroking his shaft and then gripping his swollen knot tightly, simulating a tie, and he whines and whimpers in arousal.
He tries to lick your face, but you batter his muzzle away, not willing to have his soiled tongue dirty your fur right now. Instead, you jerk him a bit harder and then really firmly grasp his knot, and Max whines out as his member begins shooting rope after rope of canine semen onto the wooden floor.
You keep your grip for a while, knowing that ferals have long-lasting orgasms, and at the end he's just panting deeply, his slavering muzzle dropping brown doggy drool on the floor.
When you finally let go, he instantly begins licking at the floor, cleaning off any evidence of your playtime.
You get on your feet and head for the exit. Near the door is a small table with a packet of wet wipes, and you clean yourself off the best you can and then don your kimono before heading out.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]You grab the blue-grey canine cub's arm and drag him over to the rape rack. He whimpers in frightful anticipation as you manhandle him into the construction, strapping him tightly, his bushy tail curling down in a vain attempt to protect his tailhole from any abuse.
However, your first thought is his muzzle and the dogshit you wanna see there, and you snap your finger, calling Max over to stand in front of the cub.
"Open your mouth wide, puppy!" You instruct, and the brown-eyed cub reluctantly obeys, any misgivings not breaking his training, though he doesn't look happy at all with his ears splayed back and a blush of humilation on his face.
You tap your paw on the overside of the cub's snout, and then give the command "shit" to Max, who backs his rump against the cub's muzzle, tail wagging.
"Give him a nice lick!" You tell the boy, and his tongue sticks out to wash over the dog's so-far clean pucker. Max whines a little and you see his erection begin to form in its sheath, and then he grunts, the muscles along his back rippling as he begin to push out a dog turd.
(link:"Watch the cub's mouth fill up")[The breath is stuck in your throat as you kneel down for a close view of the action, and you see how the dog's anus opens up and a muddy brown turd is pushed out, into the cub's whimpering mouth.
It fills him up nicely and he instantly begins to gag, though he closes his muzzle to prevent it from falling out. Max turns around and licks the cub's nose and then plods down the rape rack, giving the boy's rump a nice sniff.
"Max, mount him!" You say to the dog, reaching down to clap at the skinny cub's buttcheeks and the canine growls with lust as he moves into position to plunge his member into the boy's tight asshole. You grab the boy's downwards curling tail and yank it up, giving the canine full access.
"MrrlmmmM!!" The cub whimpers loudly through the scat in his mouth, as Max jumps onto his back, front paws grabbing at his hips for purchase, and he begins to hump, the red rocket first poking and then penetrating the hybrid mutt's tailhole.
(link:"Spitroast the cub")[Your member is fully hard and throbbing, and you have noticed the cub has barely tried eating his nasty meal, so you decide to help speed things along.
You present your member to his dirty muzzle, grab his jaws by their hinges and pry them open and then plunge your cock inside his filthy mouth, hearing and feeling the squish of the nasty dog shit as it is smeared all over.
"Better start eating, pup!" You snarl at the protesting cub, who gags and retches as you push the shit further back, eventually directly forcing it down his throat with your member which is big enough compared to his size to go halfway down his gullet. You groan out as you make long and powerful strokes, really ramming his throat full of cock and mushy dogshit, and the sensation is out of this world. The stench of dog poo is wafting up, and you can only imagine what the crying cub is going through as you plug it down his stomach.
He's whining loud from the powerful assfuck that Max is giving him. The dog is now hilted and short-thrusting away, and you know that huge base-ball sized knot is filling up the cub's backside painfully, his large nutsack unloading a huge amount of puppybatter inside the crying boy..
All these lewd thoughts make your nutsack ache and you unload your semen into the cub's muzzle, pulling back so that the jizz sprays all over his black-turned-brown tongue.
Despite the nastiness of it all, he's well behaved enough to suckle at your tip, and he swallows down your muddy cum to rest in his stomach alongside the dog shit which is now fully consumed, only the brown stains that coat his muzzle and tongue and teeth remain.
(link:"Wash it down with piss")[Feeling merciful, you pull back and piss on the cub's muzzle. He opens up wide, and you angle the stream all over, making sure to spray his teeth, tongue and throat equally with your salty load.
He whimpers out, still crying, but you sense a vibrating squirming coming from his body, and he suddenly squeals out, cumming handsfree from the prostate stimulation he's recieving. All the while, his mouth stays open and you empty your bladder fully, washing down as much of the dogshit as possible, before you stick your cock inside, the cub obediently sucking and licking it clean of the brown waste that was deposited on it. You pull on your softening cock, revealing your cockhead and the shit trapped underneath, and he cranes his neck from side to side, tongue passing over the sensitive flesh and cleaning it off.
Eventually, you pull back, and Max does the same, scratching at the floor as he pulls his knot out with a loud squelch and the spatters of dogcum. The canine instantly begins to lick the cub's sore asshole and he mewls out delightfully, his black member still spasming and shooting ropes of cubcum onto the rape rack.
You untie the cub and then head to the exit. There's a table with a packet of disposable wipes there, and you clean off any residual waste. You look at the cub with a dominating stare, and he comes over and does the same for himself, mostly focusing on his muzzle. His face is scrounged up a little, and he's half-limping, but he recovers quickly and looks presentable as well now.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]Suddenly very aroused, member throbbing underneath your kimono, bowels gurgling with the need to be vacated, you grab the canine cub by his black headfur and drag him half-stumbling along to the room with the letters WC on its door.
You enter the handicap-sized restroom and fling the cub onto the floor on his back, pull your kimono off, and then quickly mounting him and staring into his frightened brown eyes.
"Gonna shit in your mouth and then fuck your ass!" You growl dominatingly and he whimpers, ears splaying back, a blush of humiliation on his face.
You get up and sort of straddle the toilet, one footpaw on the seat, giving him access, and you are pleased that his well-trained muzzle soon meets your pucker which is straining to hold back. He's standing bent over slightly, black tongue licking at your tailhole, and you let your naked tail snake around his throat, constricting him a little, keeping him in place as you grunt out.
(link:"Shit into his mouth")[He whimpers out as your pucker expands and then expells a thick and mushy turd that fills his muzzle.
"Chew and swallow!" You command, and you hear him struggling to obey, whimpers and gags and retching sounds emanating from his throat and stomach. However, he tries his best and you hear him munching on the waste, occasionally swallowing a little.
Hoping he's got room for more, you drag him upwards with your tail and his mouth opens again as your asshole splurts out another turd to fill his mouth to the brim.
"Get your paws on the toilet seat and kneel down!" You order, as you step away and circle the cub, eyeing his beautiful white-furred cleft and the tight pucker that is currently concealed by his drooping tail. He obeys, still chewing and gagging and swallowing, and you grab his bushy tail and lift it out of the way.
You hark up a nice glop of spit and it lands perfectly on his sphincter, and you push your hard cock forward, precum and spit enough lube for this little cubslave.
(link:"Give a rough assfuck")[Pushing in, you groan out and he whimpers in pain as the spit and pre is not nearly enough lube for such a small cub. The stretch is painful and he gasps and shudders, tail standing up in a bush, as you squeeze into his tight backside.
The boy is crying freely now, blushing, ears splayed back, tail bushing out from the pain, but somehow he manages to keep on munching on the nasty waste in his muzzle, and you grin savagely, grab his tail and begin to ram him hard.
He sqeuals out and then sobs deeply every time your cock plunges inside to the hilt, his battered pucker not nearly lubricated enough for this intense assfuck to give him pleasure. You look down and notice that his member is fully soft, and you growl and fuck him harder still, plowing that tight ass.
Everytime he swallows some of your shit, he gags, and his whole body shudders and tightens up, which milks your member in all the right ways, and your orgasm is quick to arrive with all the stimulation and well as the raunchy thought of how throughoughly you are dominating the young cub.
He screams out as you moan, your rodent nutsack hammering against his underdeveloped pouch as you cum inside with heavy and deep thrusts, painting his insides white just as your shit is painting his stomach brown.
It all becomes too much for the boy, who gags and then hurls, all the shit he has just consumed ending up in the toilet. His shudders as this happens, further millking your aching cock, and your tongue loll out in pleasure as the cub's tailhole extracts every single drop of semen from your balls.
You are callous on the pullout, yanking out roughly, and he squeals out yet again, hugging the toilet, shivering and gasping from his ordeal.
(link:"Help the cub clean up")[You step up and then cruelly grab his black headfur and plunge his head down the scat-vomit filled toilet bowl. You flush and the muddy water rises to envelop his snout before it drains away, the shocked cub sputtering from it all.
You flush again, and scrub his muzzle up and down against the porcelain, then flush again, cleaning off both the toilet as well as the cub in the proces.
When you are satisfied, you haul him up, still grabbing him by his headfur, and take him over to the sink to wash him properly, squirting out some soap from the dispenser there and lathering up his muzzle-fur, before you cruelly pinch his mouth open by the hinges on his jaw and lather up his soiled tongue as well.
It seems as if the soap tastes just as bad as your shit and he gags and sputters from the rough treatment, though it //does// leave his black tongue fully clean once you are done.
You let him suck off the residual cum from your cock and then don your kimono, you and the shaky cub ready to head out again.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]You enter the room and the first thing you see amidst the brown decor is a large polar bear who is tall and more than twice as wide as you, with a large gut and tree trunks for legs.
He's sitting on the bed, which is the only feature in the otherwise unfurnished room, bigger than a king size with brown covers.
Your pawpads feel the warmth that rises from the light brown wooden flooring, which is hard and brightly polished, not laminate but real varnished wood.
Even sitting down, his head is approximately at your height, and he gives a groan as his large body stands up, an enormous humanoid member swaying from side to side, foreskin fully covering its tip as it is presently flaccid.
You can only imagine its size once hard.
Underneath hangs a pair of grey-white orbs that looks like they weigh several pounds combined.
All in all a massive physical specimen of a male, and he's currently eyeing you with ice blue eyes that seem to beckon you forwards. Taller and much wider than you, he's very imposing, big and masculine to your eyes.
(link:"Take a couple of steps closer")[As you get near the man, you can see the perspiration dribbling down his face and body. Such a big man obviously has a hard time regulating his body temperature in such a warm enviroment, even while naked, and his nutsack hangs low and loose.
Your rodent whiskers begin to twitch, and you notice the smell of the man. It's very thick and cloying, the scent of old sweat and new, stale cum, day-old urinal-spilled urine and more. He grins and you are at least pleased that his teeth look like they have been brushed recently.
He gets to his feet with a grunt, bed creaking, and one of his massive mitts reach up and he points a thumb at his chest, before speaking to you, his voice one of the deepest basses you have ever heard.
"The name's Craig, but you can call me Crusty if you want. The only showers I get are when little men like you lick the sweat and grime off my body."
He's staring at you dominatingly, and you feel a buckle in your knees, as if worshipping his funky junk should be the first thing you should do.
[[Get on your knees]]
[[Resist his musk and leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]
](if:visits is 1)[You decided to head back to the lobby, letting the whores wait for you, and you now stand in the luxurious-looking room.]
The floor is made of marble tiles and brass light fixtures adorn the walls as well as chandeleirs are hanging from the ceiling, casting soft light from all directions that illuminate it all. There are mirrors on the walls as well, and the glints and the shines from the light sources are striking.
To your right is the receptionist's desk, but the white-furred fox is no where to be seen.
In front of you are the doors to the elevator, to your right is a door that is partically obstructed by the receptionist's booth and to your left is the door leading to the locker room. Between the door you just passed through and the door to the locker room are a couple of black leather couches with a mahogany table between them.
Strewn across the table lies some porno mags that bear the name KINKBUNNY EXTRA.
You have a feeling that there isn't much time for you to explore and that once you return to the Red Light Room you won't come back here.
(link:"Check out the receptionist's booth")[You step close to the booth and take note of the widescreen and the fancy keyboard in front, obviously the white fox's work station where he logs in guests. You walk around and enter the booth, furtively glancing from side to side, sneaking inside to get a good view.
Underneath the desk is a locked steel drawer, which you guess is for cash payments, and there are also some binders as well as some erotic books on a shelf underneath the desk. At the wall are a few decorative vases and sculptures of cubs and adults engaging in sexual activities. As well as a large glass jar full of what you guess are single-packaged mints.
There's another drawer, unlocked, and you sneak another glance to see if the coast is clear.
(link:"Open the drawer")[An assortment of keys are revealed, laid out in a hodgepodge, some of them FOBs of some kind, some simple, and one has a little white plastic plaque with the words //Master Key// written neatly with a permanent marker.
You get a naughty thought, and wonder if it will unlock your uncle's locker room safe.
You blush as you imagine getting access to his musky underwear.
[[Take the key and head to the locker room]]
]]
(link:"Check out the porno magazines")[You head over to the low mahogany table and inspect the Kinkbunny porno magazines. Curious, you grab one and let the pages turn in quick succession, getting a quick view of various scenes.
[[Sit down on one of the black couches and give the magazines a good look]]]
[[Try the door on the right side of the receptionist's booth]]
[[Head back to the whores->Ask about the... Menu]]You get close to the door to the right of the elevator, next to the booth.
For a moment, you stand still and listen, noting the distinct hum of several computers or an aircon, and also some low-pitched moans.
Curious, you put an ear to the door and you are now certain that someone is enjoying themselves behind that door. Possibly the receptionist, the white fox Aiden.
(link:"Open the door")[You open the door slowly and the room is revealed to be a server room, with several shelves of humming machinery, green and red lights popping into life and out again, the hum of the fans and hard-drives quite noticeable.
There's an air-duct on the ceiling that provides fresh air, and despite all the computer stuff happening, the room only feels slightly warmer than the rest of the club.
Sitting with his back to you, reclined on a computer chair with high armrests, the white fox Aiden is masturbating his knotted cock slowly. Like the rest of his body, it's slender, and perhaps 4 inches long.
His denim shorts are lying in a heap on the floor, as well as his shoes, and his footpaws and legs up to above his knees are covered by black-and-purple striped socks that gives the young man a decidedly girly look as he's pawing himself off. Especially as he keeps his legs up on the armrests of the chair and you can hear the squelches as he's toying with himself with something up his butt, which you cannot see from the angle.
In front of him is a monitor that reveals a CCTV live feed view of the room your uncle and the rat boy Jason are currently occupying.
Your uncle is currently ramming his cock into the cub's asshole while they are both kneeling in doggy style, and the white fox is muttering under his breath as he is slowly jerking himself off to the sight. The sounds coming from the screen are quite clear, and you can hear your uncle's grunts and the little boy's moans as he's railed.
[[Clear your throat]]
[[Head back to the lobby without a word->Lobby]]
]You don't know what has possessed you, but you head for the locker room with the master key in your paw, constantly checking over your shoulder to see if the receptionist is returning.
You make it inside and head to the lockers you and your uncle are using.
Standing in front of his locker, you hold up the key, shaking slightly, a bump pushing against your kimono from the act you wanna commit.
(link:"Unlock his locker")[Because of your tremoring, it takes you four attempts until you manage to get the locker undone and the metal door swings open.
You rummage through your uncle's clothes and grab his underwear, a pair of white boxer briefs that are almost pristine in their colour.
(link:"Take a whiff")[You are shaking harder, your member is throbbing, and you turn the underwear inside out and push the crotch part hard against your snout.
The whiskers on your snout twitch like mad as you take a deep sniff directly against where your burly uncle's cock and balls have rubbed against, and you are rewarded with the deep and unapologetic musk of a virile man in good health. It hammers your nose and you blush heavily, feeling your member ooze out precum, and you take another whiff, imagining yourself in front of your naked uncle and worshipping his junk.
You stand there for a couple of minutes, moaning and huffing his underwear, your nose eventually leaving a little damp spot, and you let off and put the underwear back into place.
Hopefully you will experience the real deal before the night is over.
Instantly, you cringe at the incestuous thought, your brain fighting against your cock as to your desires, and you feel a little conflicted as you look down at the underwear that still has a little damp spot from where your nose was pushed in.
(link:"Head back to the lobby")[You lock the locker and return to the lobby, going around the receptionist booth and putting the key back into place, before you head for the door leading to the whores.
You hesitate for a second, and turn around, perhaps there's more for you here?
[[Lobby]]]]]You sit down, feeling your erection throbbing from the lewd pictures you have already seen. Some of them you have seen before, or you have seen the actual videos on the site if they were captured like that, and you see familiar male cubs getting their holes stuffed by various adult males.
You have chosen to sit so that you have a clear view of both the elevator doors, the entrance to the Red Light Room as well as the door that leads to where you think the white fox is situated.
Taking the first magazine, you open it up, and a blue-eyed wolf boy is presented in a full-body shot, standing, an adult's paw grabbing his rump and perhaps inserting a finger, his sheath showing a little bit of red. You haven't seen this cub before and your interest is piqued. The tips of his black-furred ears, as well as his fingers and toes and the center of his chest are coloured white, the rest of his coat is shining black.
The wolf cub is grinning somewhat lewdly, his face blushing, and you are certain he's being fingered by the adult.
The magazine feels heavy, the paper quality is to the highest standards, and each image is crisp and clear, colours vibrant and small details like the reflective glint of light in the cub's blue eyes really stand out.
(link:"Turn the pages and look at what happens to the wolf cub")[There is just a single line of words on that very first picture that tells you all that you need to know about the scene.
''Shadow, 5 years old, losing his virginity''
The next picture is the boy on his paws and knees, an older canine mutt of uncertain origin getting ready to insert his knotted member. The cub's tailhole is slightly puffy from the fingering of the previous image you imagine.
The next picture features the cub's head craned backwards, features scrounging up a little, the thick canine prick inserted close to a quarter of the way to the knot.
You turn the page and now the cub is hilted. His eyes are closed and his muzzle is a curled a little, though he's still craning his head backwards. Perhaps being told to do so for effect?
The next page is a partial pullout, as if he's being fucked slowly, glistening red anal walls stretched around the veiny canine shaft of the adult mutt.
The page after is a heavy push, the man's knot pushing and stretching the ring.
Another shot, this time with the male grabbing firmly at the wolf cub's tail, knot pushing further in, but far from cresting. The cub's face is a mixture of pleasure and apprehension as the mutt is trying to knot him.
A new angle, the cub on his side, looking plaintively at the camera, small paws grabbing the white sheets of the bed they are playing on. The adult male has the boy's leg lifted in one paw for better acces. The angle allows for you to see how the man's knot is pushing in, though the sphincter itself is not seen.
Finally, the money shots.
The cub is on his back and the angle is from underneath the adult's butt as his knot is being pushed in. What follows is 6 small images on one page as the knot is slowly inserted, the reddened anal ring opening further and further, almost grotesquely wide.
Then a full-sized image, still from this angle, of the cub's asshole bulging out from the thick knot inside.
The last pic is taken from over the cub's body, catching his face and his knotted member which is fully out of its sheath, all one or two inches of it, a little dribble of immature cum at its tip. His black-furred stomach is bulging out from the large insertion, which is big enough that even some of the white fur on the cub's chest is bulging a little as well. His face is an O as if he's yelping or crying in pleasure from the huge cock that stretches him out, his features flushed with arousal.
[[Whip your cock out and finish to another set of pictures]]]
[[This doesn't interest you, back to the entrance to the Red Light Room->Lobby]]Feeling slightly awkward from it all, you clear your throat loudly, and the white fox yelps out, legs kicking, and falls sprawling on the floor with very little grace, a purple dildo of decent girth rolling across the floor and making the cabinet rattle as it hits the server rack.
"Wha- You!?!" He shouts out incredulously, quickly getting to his feet, his heavy blush a nice complement to his white fur, his amber eyes shocked and dismayed by your presence.
"I thou- I mean- //You aren't supposed to be here!//"
A loud moan can be heard from the screen and both of you unwittingly turn your head to see that your uncle has changed position, now on his back, the rodent cub riding him.
You feel a pressure building against your kimono, and the fox's cock is still rock hard and oozing out a dribble of precum. Your eyes meet as both of you practically have to force your gazes away from the lewd scene, and Aiden's face lights up in a naughty smirk that you mirror.
"Watch together?" he manages to croak out, blushing and looking like someone who dug for copper and found gold.
(link:"\"Hell yes!\"")[It takes you all of three seconds to undo the fabric belt and throw off your kimono, revealing your fairly toned body which the white fox takes in with an appreciative whistle. Then his gaze goes lower and he takes note of your five inches of uncut meat, before he quickly looks away and focuses on the screen.
As do you.
Currently, your uncle has the rat boy gripped underneath his armpits and is lifting him off and pushing him down with his biceps bulging. Sweat is running off his body and face and his gold chain sometimes casts a reflective light that partially blinds the camera.
The angle is not the best, you can practically not see what happens underneath the cub's body. The sound, however, is crisp and sharp, and Aiden turns it up a little so that you can listen in on every slap of flesh meeting flesh, every grunt and mewl and moan and the loud and raunchy squelches as your uncle's meat spears the young boy again and again.
(link:"You feel a paw on your member")[You involuntarily jerk a little as the white fox's paw grabs your member and begins to masturbate it. The shock is fleeting and the pleasure is welcomed as your eyes are glued to the screen and how your uncle manhandles the rat boy.
Feeling lewd, you reach out and grab the Fox's knotted member, the red meat spasming in your grasp, and both of you pant and groan out as you enjoy the show your uncle is providing. You catch a whiff of the Aiden's scent, a nice perfume and soap is what you smell the most, all business professional this one.
Both of you moan out as the burly rat lifts his body off the bed and manhandles the cub into a missionary position, his small legs circling the much larger male's body, giving your uncle full access to ram him. The view from the camera is such that you can see your uncle's large rodent nutsack hammering against the boy's backside with lewd slaps, even as the camera also picks up on the loud squelches that come from the meat ramming into the young rat's tailhole.
Both you and Aiden speed up your mutual masturbation as the pace picks up and when you see the long tails of both rats intertwine you both moan out lustily and shoot each other some horny grins, both of you gripping harder and jerking faster.
It seems as if your uncle is getting close, and your paw is a blur, as is the white fox's. Your moans overshadow the sounds coming from the screen and rodent and vulpine cum fly out, some of it hitting the keyboard in front of the monitor, a few errant ropes even impacting the screen.
Huffing and groaning, you are both intensely watching the screen as your uncle suddenly stops. The cub mewls out in denied pleasure, but the older rat just leans down for a sloppy tongue kiss, keeping himself embedded to the hilt as he takes a breather.
Feeling a slight burst of post-nut clarity, you begin to feel a little awkward at seeing your uncle in a sexual situation like this and you blush a little, letting go of the fox's member and looking around for something to wipe off your semen covered paw.
"Let me help with that," Aiden says in a friendly and playful tone, grabbing your wrist and pulling it towards his maw. He licks off his cum, then gets on his knees and gives you a sloppy blowjob, tongue working over to clean you off, before he gets up again with a smirk.
"You can maybe come back later, if you have the time?" The white fox says, his bushy tail wagging slowly from side to side, and you nod, avoiding his gaze while donning your kimono. Perhaps it might be fun, but right now, you are done with this fox and you are eager to return the main room where your true birthday presents are located.
[[Head back to the lobby->Lobby]]
]] Quickly taking a look around, feeling your face flushed from arousal, you decide to undo the fabric belt of your white kimono and let your aching member get some air.
You give yourself a few strokes, turning the pages back and watching the wolf's pictures once more, before you awkwardly turn the pages with one paw, while the other rubs your cock.
You notice two different sets, both of which you have seen before either as images or as a video, both of which you find intensely arousing for their own merits, as the body types and species are different, though the themes are broadly similar. Young boys getting their tailholes claimed by older and more powerful men.
One of the picture sets features a cat cub, perhaps nine or ten years old, his coat is a mixture of sandy yellows and whites, eyes coloured black.
It's quite the lewd affair, though acted out almost professionally, the cat cub a returning character in several vids and image sets you have seen, playing around with the different adults, even being pegged by a dominant female wolf in one of them.
This one, however, features a gruff looking lion of medium build.
The theme of it is the cub being visited by his step dad who claims him against his will. The kicker, however, is that the cub cannot pretend very well and is smiling and blushing throughout, even when he acts out like he is being forced to participate.
The title: ''Late-night Visit from Step Dad''
The other picture set is something you have seen a couple of times. It features a rottweiler boy who is quite skinny and weak looking compared to what his breed would normally appear like. He's in the same age range as the feline boy of the other set.
The setting is a medieval southern harem, with the "sultan" being a large brown bear of somewhat advanced age, with liver spots all over. The bear's body is nothing less than fat, perhaps some 300 pounds heavy, legs, arms, stomach, all bulging and pudgy.
His girth, however, is nothing to sneeze at, some eight inches of circumsized humanoid cock.
The opening picture of this set is a full shot of the two characters, standing in front of each other, the cub's little boyhood standing stiff and his blue eyes are locked to the bear's large erection. With the height and size difference, and the way the cub's head is just about at crotch level, something about this scene just makes your member ache.
The title: ''Sultan's Harem Boy''
Then your eyes catch something old, another magazine on the table. You pick up the magazine, noticing that it’s an older publication with lower quality paper. It’s been well handled, and several pages appear to be slightly stuck together. The front cover shows the lower part of a trucker in the driver’s seat of his big rig, a German Shepherd with loads of hair and beefy thighs. Perched on his lap, in light blue shorts, lemon T-shirt, with a big smile on his face, is a coyote pup of about five years. His little hands hold the steering wheel.
[[Finish to the Step Dad pics]]
[[Finish to the Harem Boy pics]]
[[Finish to the old magazine]]
[[These don't interest you, get the kimono on and head back to the door leading out of the lobby->Lobby]]
You saw this as a video, but here, the images are accompanied by flavour text, a story as told from the kitten's point of view.
//Ever since Taylor moved in with my mom, my life has been made quite difficult//
The picture is the kitten in his bed, expressive black eyes looking at the bedroom door, which is opening up, bright light illuminating.
//He told me we had to play grown up games or else he would give me a spanking//
The gruff looking lion is getting into the bed. His barbed member is halfway out of its sheath. The cub's sheath looks plump as well, even as his face is pretending to look scared.
//He gets in to bed with me and molests me//
The male lion is on his side, spooning the 9-year-old little kitten, large paw rummaging with his erect dicklet.
//He puts his penis inside me almost every night. I try to be a big boy, but I don't really like it//
Just like in the video, the healthy flush and the cub's secretive grin betrays the acted-out expression of worry he's trying to put on his face, as the adult pushes his crotch against his backside.
//He forces me to enjoy it, even as his penis burns inside my tummy//
The shot is from the other side, catching the man's barbed member halfway up the cub's rear, the kitten is looking backwards, his face pleasured and blushing.
//Even when I cry, he won't stop//
There's no tears in this shot, seen from the other angle where the man's paw stroking the cub's dicklet is visible, the lion's hips pressed against the boy's buttocks. The kitten's face is just looking pleasured and happy, and you remember in the vid how he tries to sound like he doesn't like it, but it comes off phony and he's grinning half the time as if he might laugh out from feeling silly.
//He forces me to cum against my will and then shoots his nasty semen inside//
A series of pics where the cub's member spurts cum all over, his mouth half-open in pleasured huffs, the later pics showing the lion pulling out in a gush of cum.
//He tells me to sleep tight, calling me his "cunt-boy" and promises to return to my bed tomorrow night//
The final pic is the cub on his side, suckling his thumb, member softening, cum slowly dribbling out his gaping tailhole.
At this, you shoot your load, spatters of rodent cum arching over and splattering on the mahogany table.
What a lewd series of pics! You wish you could enjoy some time with this feline cub!
You huff and groan in the afterglow and then look around for something to clean up with. Casting furtive glances, you walk over to the receptionist's booth with your cock out and find a box of tissues there. You clean yourself off and then clean the table, throwing the tissue into a bin that's behind the booth.
Closing your kimono and tightening the fabric belt, you head back to the whores who might still coax out more cum of your large rodent nutsack.
[[Go back to the door to the Red Light Room->Lobby]]
You have only ever seen these as a collection of pictures, though the well-made magazine has several you haven't seen before, causing you to blush in lust.
The images are accompanied by small story snippets, as told from the perspective of the aging sultan.
//I was lucky to purchase a beautiful canine pup from the northern lands today. He had already been castrated, to ensure his youthful voice would never cease to sing its high notes for me//
The image is of the rottweiler cub looking into the camera with his blue eyes. His paws are behind his back as if he is standing to attention, and his slightly bulging sheath is accompanied by his white-furred nutsack that has been painted with a permanent marker with a line with several diagonal lines across the horizontal line to show the "scar" of his testicles' removal.
There are other editions of Kinkbunny where the subject matter gets properly dark, but in the EXTRA editions, the cubs are never harmed and you grin slightly at the play-pretend of the boy being a castrated slave.
//I took him to the baths, and let him clean my member like a good slave would//
The next image is the cub standing in the water of a crystal-clear pool, the bear sitting on the edge, the cub's tongue extended to lick underneath the glans.
The setting of this scene is quite well-made, with sand-stone and marble and ancient-looking columns. You don't know if it is an actual historical location they have filmed at, or if it's crafted for the purpose of this series of pictures.
There is a sequence of images that shows the cub's dilligent servicing of the bear's cut member, that tongue lapping over shaft, base and cockhead, the rottweiler blushing in arousal, his member halfway out of its sheath.
//Then I claimed him as my own, his virgin entrance softened by the olive oil from my personal plantations//
The bear's huge cock, glistening with lubrication, is showed in a series of images to slowly prod, push against and then enter the much smaller canine's tailhole in the missionary position. The clenched teeth and worried expression seem genuine, as the hefty girth packs a punch, and you feel a throbbing in your loins as you imagine being spread out like that.
//He whimpered and moaned, but he never resisted. Hah! I thought the northern savages were made of tougher steel than this pewter pup!//
The scene is captured from above. The images showing how the thick and long circumsized length penetrates deeper and deeper until the bear bottoms out, his fat stomach obstructing the view of the cub's member, which was shown to be fully erect in the earlier pictures.
//My new slave climaxed several times, though my physician cannot tell me how this is so with his stones removed//
The next couple of images are of the cub's stomach, bulging out from the large cock fucking him, his knotted member lying flat on his stomach fur in a sea of white puppybatter.
//He thought I was old, that I would tire, but us southerners are made from much stronger stuff than such wimpy canines!//
The image is taken from the side, the humongous size of the bear pressing against the cub. The large, fat arms of the ursine are locked underneath the rottweiler boy's knees, lifting his ass off the bed, and his huge stomach is squeezing against the cub's body.
The canine is looking at the camera, tongue lolling out, looking tired and pleasured and //utterly// exhausted. The high quality imagery captures the many sweatdrops that are coming from the old bear, some even glistening as they are falling down, and one can just tell that the cub has been fucked for an hour or more.
At this, you finally shoot your load with a huge moan. That size difference and age difference, the cub's tired and pleased expression, it is all too much and your rodent cum shoots out and impacts the mahogany table with loud splats.
After you come down from your orgasmic highs, you give the last image another wistful look, and then close the magazine. You look around for something to clean off with, and finally find some tissues at the receptionist's booth. After cleaning off yourself and the table, you throw the soggy paper into a bin inside the booth.
Feeling invigorated despite just cumming, you head back to the Red Light Room and the whores that are acting as your birthday present.
[[Move to the door that leads to the whores->Lobby]]Your knees impact the hard floor with a painful thud that you ignore, your arousal surging in your loins. You undo the belt and throw off your kimono, ready to service the big white bear. Your vision is slightly blurry, a mixture of the stench of his musk and the alcohol you have consumed, and the blush on your face is both caused by the viagra in your system as well as your peaking emtions of raunchy lewdness.
His ice blue eyes are staring down at you as if you were a piece of meat at the butcher's, a sneer on his lips as he takes in your kneeling form.
"Get your rodent tongue into my foreskin." He doesn't even use a commanding tone, saying it more like a statement.
You whine out and shuffle forward, leaning your head towards his flaccid member.
This close, you can see small specks of off-white spatters that are coating the foreskin that is covering his the cockhead, and the scent of cum and piss is palpaple in the air.
(link:"Pierce through with your tongue")[Letting out a needy ahhhh you stick out your tongue and push it against the rolled-up foreskin, instantly tasting the polar bear's hefty musk. Old piss and cum explodes over your tastebuds and you feel like you are licking the toilet bowl in a dingy dive bar.
You let your lips graze the foreskin and then nibble a little, the specks of white proving to be crusty smegma that slowly dissolves on your tongue, when it doesn't grittily cling to your teeth. It's utterly disgusting, alongside the even stronger tastes from the cockhead your tongue is polishing now, and you have to fight down several gags.
"Head off. Use your paw to expose my cockhead." Again, that tone as if it has already happened, his deep voice causing your chest to vibrate and your cock to spasm.
You obey the big man, letting off his still-soft member with a slurp, and your whiskers twitch as your nose can now sense the scents that are wafting up from your dirtied muzzle. Slowly, you let your fingers embrace the thick cock, and you pull slowly back.
(link:"Gag from the sight")[The lower part of his cock head is crusted white and as you pull further, his glans is revealed to have a thick layer of off-white funk almost as thick as his cockhead itself.
The smell is revolting and stomach churning, yet something inside causes your neurons to fire lustily, and your cock spasms and oozes out a drop of precum.
Without even being told what to do, you lean in, gag from the even more intense smell, and then chomp down, taking in the entire head and a quarter of the girthy shaft into your mouth.
The taste is as bad as the smell, and your tongue and your lips work over the funky smegma to break it loose, the gritty and nasty substance transferring to your tongue and then swallowed down.
You gag harshly everytime you swallow, and you are somewhat comforted by the fact that the nasty ursine isn't forcing your head, letting you worship his nasty member at your own pace.
[[The polar bear praises your efforts]]
]]"Hmmm, you are doing pretty good for a newbie, kid," the man says in his deep bass, and you keep up your suckling, nibbling, stomach-cramping cleaning of his dirty cock, blushing harder from the praise.
It slowly begins to pulsate a little, growing bigger in your mouth, and your cleaning turns into more of a servicing, then a proper blowjob. You figure that you might as well try throating the huge member before it is fully hard, and it travels deep down your gullet before it is blocked by the tightness there.
Perhaps that was a bit too enthusiastic, as you have to pull off with a loud retching gag. You cough and sputter, the dickcheese coating your mouth from the tip of your tongue to back of your throat. However, it now looks almost clean, just glistening whitely a little, throbbing at each pulse of the bear's heartbeat as it gets firmer and firmer.
Not so much a grower, the cock points evermore towards the ceiling, thickening, some ten inches of uncut meat spasming in front of your horny eyes.
Suddenly, the bear takes a couple of steps back and sits down on the bed, clapping his thighs as if he wants you to sit there.
"Get over here, ratboy, I've got some armpits that need servicin'!"
[[Climb into the nasty bear's lap and lick his sweaty and grimy armpits]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "You want that cock inside your virgin tailhole, and you turn around on all fours")'s length >= 1)[[[Having been knotted by the feral Max earlier, you feel brave enough to attempt taking in the bear's cock while servicing his armpits->Armpit Fuck]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "The rottweiler fucks you")'s length >= 1)[[[The dominating rottweiler knotted you earlier, and you feel ready to try out the bear's huge cock while you worship his nasty armpits->Armpit Fuck]]]It's a bit awkward to climb onto the much larger man's lap, but you end up sitting on his right thigh. He lifts up his right arm, heavy muscles rippling as he reveals his armpit which is covered in coarse, black fur.
The stench wafting towards your sensitive nose is revolting and your whiskers twitch in a flurry you cannot control as it enters your nostrils. Still, there's no going back now and you slowly lean forward, nose and muzzle getting closer to his unwashed pit.
First, your nose, then your tongue makes contact with the grimy fur that sprouts underneath his armpits like a dense forest. The colour of the fur here is black, and the smell is dark and deep and sharp and cloying, his musk and old and fresh sweat is deposited all over your snout as your head practically sinks in a couple of inches.
All you can see is nasty and grimy armpit-fur and your nose and mouth are assaulted by the vile tastes and smells from there.
You are gagging and shuddering from it all, even as your paw reach down to grab his member and rub it slowly, moving his thick foreskin over his cockhead, the thick head spasming and //pulsing// with warm desire. You moan out from the lewdness of touching his hard cock, even as you shudder and gag as more and more of his taste and stink is deposited on your snout and lips and tongue.
"Huh, a slutty musk rat, who would've thunk it?" the bear asks sardonically, his left paw reaching down to grab your buttocks, squeezing first one, then the other, with a powerful grip that makes you feel like putty.
(link:"The powerful bear lifts you and puts you on his other thigh")[Without a grunt or a word, the big man repositions you so that you can now worship the armpit under his left arm. You are somewhat surprised by his strength and then by the renewed stench and taste of his armpit as you dig your muzzle into the coarse, black fur there.
You are practically making out with his armpit as your paw reaches down to masturbate the man again, and he is slowly grunting, his vocalizations getting a bit faster.
Your senses are absolutely blazing with lewd lust, as you fight down gags and retches, the pheromones of the much bigger man playing a number on your alcohol-addled and horny brain. Eventually, he pushes your head back, and sets you down on the floor.
"I want to cum while you rim my dirty ass."
His words, a statement. Your choice, non existent.
[[The burly bear climbs up onto the bed on his elbows and knees, revealing his stained ass-fur and the brown-glistening pucker between his grimy cheeks]]]Your horniness and the alcohol in your system leads you to a daring decision, and you climb the nasty bear's lap with a naughty smirk. He looks at you with his head cocked slightly askew, lifting his right arm to give you access, and you shudder at the stench coming from his armpit.
Even as your muzzle gets closer, you shuffle around, settling your shins on his thighs, and then you reach back for his cock, aiming it towards your puffy tailhole.
First, your nose, then your tongue makes contact with the grimy fur that sprouts underneath his armpits like a dense forest. The colour of the fur here is black, and the smell is dark and deep and sharp and cloying, his musk and old and fresh sweat is deposited all over your snout as your head practically sinks in a couple of inches.
All you can see is nasty and grimy armpit-fur and your nose and mouth are assaulted by the vile tastes and smells from there.
You are gagging and shuddering from it all, even as your paws are angling his member towards your tailhole, the thick head making contact and //pulsing//.
"Huh, a slutty musk rat, who would've thunk it?" the bear asks sardonically, his left paw reaching down to grab your buttocks, squeezing first one, then the other, with a powerful grip that makes you feel like putty.
"Gotta get some lube first though," his deep bass rumbles and he harks up a thick glob of sweat that he smears over his cock, out of your sight, then harks up another glob and pushes his fingers against your tailhole.
(link:"His finger penetrates")[You gag out a moan as your sweat-covered mouth is trapped in the polar bear's armpit as he fingers your not-so-virgin pucker. The digit is thick and you swear you can feel the grime of his body even on his finger, scratching you a little. He quickly goes for two fingers and your vocalizations become more girly and needy, even as you huff into his stinky armpit and lick and worship it with everything that you've got.
You grab onto his torso as his paw then grabs your buttock, pulls is hard to the side, and you let yourself push against his straining member which is jutting up on its own accord. The thick cockhead spasms against your pucker and then begins to penetrate the lubed up hole slowly.
"I think that's clean enough," the ursine states, lowering his right arm and lifting up his left instead, your head moving across his body and plunging into his coarse, black pit-fur and letting your muzzle and snout be engulfed by the nasty musk of the older male.
He huffs a little, as you hold on and lower yourself, squealing out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the thick cockhead pops inside.
[[Ride him]]]
Too quickly, you try to take on more of his girth, and you yelp! out in pain as the stretch is far too much to handle. You lift off a little and try to control your breathing, which is somewhat difficult given that your nose is pressed directly into his nasty-smelling armpit.
Steadying yourself with your paws which are holding on to his torso, you let yourself adjust to his girth. The man is simply huffing slowly, giving you all the time in the world, and you redouble your licking of his armpit while you wait for the pain to go away.
"Good musk rat," he says, paw squeezing your buttocks one after the other before he gives them a hard spank that causes you to cry out in shock, "get your tongue back in there!"
Moaning out and blushing, the reddened feeling of your rump overshadowing the deeper pain inside, you resume your licking, practically making out with his thick and nasty armpit-fur.
(link:"Resume your riding")[As more sweat and grime is deposited into your mouth and swallowed down your protesting stomach, you begin to slowly lower yourself. The stretch is massive, but somewhat managable now, and you slide down his shaft inch after inch, until it feels like you have bottomed out.
"Not even half way in," the man mutters in his deep bass, "guess you're packed full of shit."
The words come off neutral, and you wonder how he'll handle the eventual pullout, though your lewd mind plays some tricks and your leaking member throbs from the thought as well as the stretch.
You ride him harder and faster, the pace getting to the point where your prostate is battered in a //most// pleasant way, even as you sometimes have to grimace as your sphincter is stretched to the limits.
At the same time, your nose and tongue keep on assaulting and being assaulted by the polar bear's stinky sweat, which causes its own kind of arousal, twin sensations quickly building up in your body.
[["Come for me, you needy musk rat!"]]]The polar bear's words ignite something within you and you redouble your kissing and licking of his sweat-stinking armpit while you increase the pace, the slurps from your tongue and mouth overshadowed by the loud squelches as you ram yourself down as hard possible as fast as possible, the ursine grunting, keeping a paw on your butt, occasionally giving you a stinging spank as you ride your way towards an orgasm.
The climax builds up higher and higher, the musky aromas and the sounds and the simple //massiveness// of the ursine, his sweat and his funk, your burning tongue and nostrils, the agonizing and divine stretching of your tailhole. You feel it all and more, cresting higher and higher like waves against the shore on a stormy day, and you finally cry out in pleasure as you feel your rodent nutsack tighten extremely hard against your body.
(link:"A massive paw grabs your head")[
Now, for the first time, does the crusty bear acts out, his paw grabbing the back of your head and squeezing you tightly against his armpit, locking you in and muffling your squeals as he finally begins to buckle his hips in tandem to your orgasmic contractions.
He grunts and groans out, his member spearing you deeper, as you squeal out into his nasty pitfur, your member spraying cum all over his white-furred stomach. Each of his bucklings is matched by a hard pushdown from your self, your paws still grabbing his torso for purchase, and you feel your insides give away, your butt soon kissing his crotch as you are rammed all the way up and down his ten inch cock.
Again and again, your muffled and quite girly vocalizations ring out as you ride and he bucks up, his member smashing your prostate, prolonging your orgasm with spurt after pleasureable spurt.
The bear grunts harder and you feel a thick warmth that spreads out inside your rectum, and he finally lowers his paws, letting your musk-drunk head loll back, your tongue hanging out, and he grabs your hips and push you down firmly, buckling slowly as he empties out inside your increasingly sore and senstive asshole.
[[Bask in the afterglow]]]For a while, both of you are grunting, even slight bass-toned moans of pleasure coming from the polar bear's throat. You lean forward and rest your head on his thick chest that is now damp with sweat, his spit-cleaned armpits wafting up new scents.
In the moment, you love his smell, the thick and masculine scent he emits makes you feel somehow cared for, his big arms have circled around and is hugging you tightly, just as you are sort of hugging him the best you can given his massive size.
Minutes tick by, and you feel his girth slowly deflate, the position eventually allowing gravity to assist it in plopping out with a very raunchy squelsh and a new bouquet of nasty aromas to waft up.
(link:"Look back over your shoulder")[You look back and underneath, his length easy to see despite the position. It's utterly caked in shit and your sphincter feels gritty as it tries to clench up after such an extensive stretching session.
"Huh, told ya you was packed full of it," the ursine rumbles, and he moves to push you away, which you reluctantly let him, your naked footpaws gingerly settling down on the wooden floor to avoid stepping in the small amount of mess that has exited your tailhole.
"Now, a good musk rat would lick me clean, but maybe you are not ready for that."
Once again, he just says it as a statement, and it is up to you what to do next.
[[Your orgasm has left you lightheaded and most decidedly not horny for anymore nasty play, get cleaned up]]
[[Get on your knees and beg to clean his dirty cock]]]The viagra in your system, the alcohol, the residual horniness, it all causes you to drop to your knees with a thud.
"Please sir, let me clean your cock for you!"
Your voice comes out as a whine, a needy tone more befit a two-penny whore than a young man, but you don't care, your spent member even spasming as you utter the raunchy words.
The ursine gets to his feet with a heavy grunt, ice blue eyes half-lidded from pleasured tiredness. He steps closer, his weight causing the wooden floor to tremble which you can feel as heavy vibrations. His thick and muddied member gets closer and you obediently open your maw, sticking out your foul-tasting tongue, ready for more filth.
As it enters your mouth, you instantly gag from the nasty taste, but you persevere, your horniness and the blurry sense of tipsyness causing you to let your lips squeeze against the softening meat that was just up your ass and you scrape off a good mouthful of your own shit.
Its taste is worse than you had expected, and you gag loudly. Despite that, you let your tongue make passes over the muddy cock, slowly transferring the scat to your mouth, which you swallow down painfully.
The polar bear grabs your headfur and he drives his prick deeper, almost using your throat as a wet wipe, cleaning off the shit with your tight orifice. He is grunting and you are gagging and retching, brown drooling falling from your mouth to splatter against the floor, but your stomach doesn't empty itself, and you get more and more into it, your cock hardening somewhat and you let a paw reach down to touch it.
"No touching," the ursine states in his deep bass voice, "all focus on my cock and your shit."
Fuck.
Well, there's no helping it, and you blush heavily as you keep your paws away, instead resting them on his tree-trunk like thighs, taking in his length with heavy gulps, swallowing down shit and gags as you service his member with a throughough cleaning. Occasionally you feel a slow spurt and thick and very salty cum is milked out of the polar bear's cock for your tongue to experience and your stomach to digest.
It seems like forever until the bear grunts out, apparently satisfied. He turns on his heels, gets to the bed, and then lets himself plop down with a heavy groan, stretching his body languidly.
You are dismissed, that much is clear, and you get on your shaky feet and head to the exit of the room. There, on a table next to the door, is a packet of wet wipes, and you clean off your muzzle and snout and soiled asshole the best you can, almost using the entire packet in the proces.
Once finished, barely dirtied now except for a residual taste of old sweat and fresh shit on your tongue, you go back and don your kimono, the ursine lazily watching you, and you head out the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]Feeling the horniness leave your body as the powerful stench of your own shit is hitting your nostrils, you begin to feel slightly queasy from it all.
You decide to call it quits while you are still capable of holding down the contents of your stomach, your muzzle utterly drenched in the man's powerful sweat and you feel more and more sick at the cloying stink that is soaked into your headfur.
The ice blue eyes of the large male follows you as you stagger towards the exit. There, you use the wet wipes stationed on a table next to the door to clean off your fur the best you can. It takes almost the whole packet until you are satisfied, barely able to smell anything on yourself anymore, even your soiled pucker has been cleaned off.
You have to walk back, and give the polar bear a rueful look as you grab your kimono and put it on.
"Don't feel sad, boy. Someone else will just have to clean it off!" The male says in his deep bass and let himself fall backwards, his paws locked behind his neck, giving out a satisfied sigh. You take one last look at that muddy cock, and notice that several globs of thick semen have run down, the whites and the browns contrasting with one another.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]His white fur turns progressively more greyish-yellow then into brown nuances the closer it gets to his asshole. The cleft of his rump is fully brown and his sphincter is not visible as it is caked with shit.
[[Climb the bed and worship his soiled ass]]
[[As much as you feel dominated, you put on your kimono, wash your muzzle with wet wipes and leave the room->Tell the cub to show you around]]
The more-than-king-size bed is covered with a thick plastic sheet, and it creaks and crinkles as you climb up, your eyes on your filthy prize.
The polar bear is on his elbows, one arm angled backwards, and he is slowly milking his precum dribbling cock, the clear fluid running off and making a little pool on the plastic covering.
You get closer and the stench of his unwashed and shit-filled ass hits your nose, causing you to gag. The closer you get the more you gag, until your mouth is only inches away and you can see all the details of the muddy shit, including bits of coloured fragments from previous meals.
"Don't be shy now, ratling, get your tongue in there." The ursine's cool statement triggers your submissiveness and you lean in and decide to let your tongue scrape off on the outside on his buttcheeks, first the right, then the left.
The taste of //ass// hits your taste-buds, with a muted tone of shit, and you begin to lap at his buttcheeks, first one, then the other, then back, slowly letting your tongue get closer and closer to the cleft. Now your tongue is definitely tasting the shit that your nose is so readily picking up the smell of, and you have to control your stomach as you dig further and further in.
"Come on, boy, use your paws to spread those cheeks."
(link:"Grab his butt and spread him wide")[Your paws look tiny as they grab on to the massive polar bear's rump, and the stench intensifies threefold as you spread him open, shit visibly shifting around as you disturb it.
You retch, even as you get your muzzle close, as you simply push your snout directly against his hole, your nose squeezing against the base of his short tail.
His fur is grimy and //wet// with ass-sweat and muddy shit, and the nasty fluid practically enters your nostrils as you open your mouth and let your tongue make a deep pass into the bear's shit.
The taste is revolting, cloying, and you feel gritty bits stick to your tongue as you push yourself back and munch on the little serving, shuddering and shivering as you struggle with it. You try to be quick about it, and make a painful swallows, feeling the scat very, very slowly glide down your throat.
Your tastebuds might not like it, but your cock is standing to full attention, throbbing wildly and you feel the heat of the moment, the alcohol in your system, as you lustily dig in again, scooping out a much bigger serving with your tongue.
What follows is a slow and nasty cleaning session. You have no idea how long it takes for you to even get through the mud that is thickly coated around his ass, before the fur and skin there turns light brown with dissolved waste that your tongue and your spit has worked over.
Often, you have to pull back and stifle your gags and your retches, whole body shuddering and tensing up, muscles stiffening and relaxing, especially your abdominals, that feel like they are getting a workout from how hard you are pushing your nasty self.
[["Get on your back, I'll ride your face 'till I cum."]]]All the while you have been cleaning the polar bear's ass with your tongue, he has been slowly masturbating himself. You obey his order and shift your body to be on your back and then use your footpaws to push yourself under him, between his tree-trunk thighs.
You feel the wetness of his seminal emissions seeping into the fur on the back of your head as you are staring up as his mis-coloured nutsack, and you lean up and give his orbs a nice suckle.
Shit!
Rancid ballsweat and funk enters your muzzle and the taste is just as strong as the big man's shit, though much muskier, manlier, really making you feel like a bottom bitch as he lets you worship his nutsack with your lips and your tongue.
"Good musk-rat," he says, shifting his weight around, and then all you can see is darkness as his pushes his rump down on your face, your mouth obediently opening, tongue sticking out and practically penetrating his soiled sphincter.
(link:"Make out with his shit-crusted pucker")[Breathing is hard, but your cock is harder, and you mewl out as his heavy orbs are crushed against your nose, letting you smell their deep and rancid funk, while your tongue is up his soiled tailhole and tastes his shit.
You begin to move your arms, to reach for your straining erection, but the big man huffs and shifts his knees, painfully pinning your arms against the bed, forcing you to focus fully on the assault on your tastebuds and nostrils.
With no options left, you lick and make out with his hole, shifting your head from side to side the best you can, your entire snout and face caked with his filthy shit as you swallow down mouthful after mouthful of his scat.
He begins to rock his body, and you can hear the fapping noises as he's jerking himself off, and you lick harder, letting your tongue penetrate deeper inside, tasting and feeling the waste he has packed up his tailhole.
(link:"\"Want a mouthful?\"")[You whine out with need, and you feel the sphincter relax, and the bear expertly releases a single little push, letting your mouth fill halfway up with his fresh and hot shit.
The taste is totally different like this, and you mewl out with horniness, the sludgy scat easy to rummage around with as your tongue mushes it and you can swallow the gritty waste with horny and grunting swallows.
Suddenly, the man pulls off, scooting backwards a little, and you see him jerking his cock rapidly. He groans out in that deep bass voice, angles the meaty girth at your face, and you just about manage to open wide as he shoots a heavy load into your brown-caked mouth.
Spurt after spurt shoots out, his heavy orbs seemingly full to the brim, and you moan out lustily as you swallow down his semen in gulp after gulp after gulp.
The taste is rich and musky and //manly//, and you feel the blush on your face turn beet red as he is using you as his cumdump, your open mouth panting and mewling as every single drop of his semen splurts out and glides down your hungry throat to mix with all the shit he has just served you.
He is huffing and groaning, ice-blue eyes lidded with pleasure, and then he shifts his tree trunk legs so that your arms are free again, almost feeling numb from how his weight had constricted the bloodflow there.
[["Cum for me, musk-rat, while I wash your mouth."]]]]You instantly begin masturbating furiously, and then moan out like a little girl as his spent and softening member erupts in a torrent of deep dark yellow piss that splashes against your tongue.
Your mouth overfills and the extremely musky liquid spills over and runs down your cheeks, seeping into your headfur, before you manage to take the first swallow.
It's //so// salty and bitter, your whole face puckers up from the taste, but you manage to swallow down the acrid urine with needy mewls as you masturbate yourself closer to an orgasm.
His bladder is as big as the rest of his body, and the powerwashing your muzzle recieves goes on for what feels like minutes, giving you plenty of time to get more and more aroused, your member sloppily squelching as you paw yourself off.
Finally, your entire body stiffens up, and you shoot the hardest load in your entire life, rodent cum spattering against your stomach and chest, just as the heavy stream dies down. Even as you are moaning and gurgling, the horniness slowly vacating your body, you keep on drinking, the polar bear expertly angling his member so that every single ounce of the bitter fluid runs down into your stomach.
Finished, panting, groaning and beginning to feel a little sick and bloated, you just lie there for a while, letting go of your spent member.
(link:"The bear grabs you and carries you over to the corner of the room")[Almost in a daze, you feel the massive male's weight shift around and he picks you up like a little child and gets out of bed, carrying you over to the corner of the room.
With eyes half-lidded with exhaustion, you see him press a couple of buttons, and sliding walls reveal a shower fixture as well as a shower curtain he drags around, enclosing you in the corner. The floor shift as well, in the very corner, and reveals a drain, and the bear turns on the hot water, simply standing there with you cradled in his arms, letting the water wash over your head.
Suddenly, you feel your stomach churn and broil, the scat and all the hot piss too much for you to handle, and the bear shifts you around so your head is hanging down, angled at the corner, as you projectile vomit your drink and your shitty meal up, for it to be washed down the drain.
Somehow, your stomach clenches up, and the proper meal you had earlier still remains in your body, and you barely taste the beers you drank, stomach only vacated of shit and piss.
Huffing, the bear puts you on your feet, and you almost fall, grabbing the wall, shivering and groaning and almost collapsing from it all. His paws have soap on them, from somewhere you didn't see, and he lathers up your headfur and your facial fur, getting you nicely clean. Then he reaches outside the curtain with one paw, shuts off the water with the other, and a towel is now here to dry you off. He's rough about it, strong paws cramming the fabric against your fur, but you are quickly dried off and mostly clean.
As a parting gift, he forcibly sticks a mint into your mouth, and you suckle on it and let it cleanse your palate as he dresses you in the kimono, ties the belt so hard the air is pushed out your lungs, turns you around and gives your rump a hard smack, sending you on your way.
Your legs are shaky and you stand in front of the exit door for five minutes, getting your bearings, before you exit the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]"Okay, so, like, Nathan is not very big for an equine, but he still likes to mate."
The cub looks around the stall and you take note of the pristine nature of the straw that is covering the floor.
"It seems like he hasn't went yet, so there is.. uhhhh.... something for you inside his uhmmm bladder and stomach, if you want to play around with such things," at this the cub blushes a little, and his ears splay back, even as he opens the door to the stall, which creaks on its hinges.
The Shetland pony gives a little whinny and trots over, nuzzling its head against the blue-grey furred cub's chest, making him giggle, and he gives its throat a good scratching.
Seems like they know each other fairly well!
Then, the cub steps back, looking almost regretful, and you order him to leave so that you can have some private time with the pony stallion.
You are not really a horse person, having been in a saddle on like two vacations during your life, but this small pony seems like it has a manageble size. He's shorter than you, with brown eyes that look on you with curious friendliness. You extend a paw and he comes over and nuzzles against it and you give his snout and his throat some good scritchings, taking in the smell of horse and the sight of his lighter-coloured mane that stands out compared to the rest of his body which is deep brown other than the ends of his legs and his tail.
The pony leans into your touch and you feel more and more comfortable with doing whichever depraved act that comes next. Maybe sucking his equine member or sticking your tongue up his butt.
[[Play with his sheath]]
[[Get around and get him to present]]
[[On second thought, you don't want to play with Nathan. Call for your guide and check the other animals->Have the canine boy show you the barn]]The cub opens the door to the stall, and it creaks on its hinges as it opens wide, allowing the two of you to head inside.
Dolly, the feral pig, oinks excitedly and comes over, nuzzling its heavy body against your guide, causing the cub to stumble, and then comes over to you. Its black eyes look at you curiously, and you wonder what depravities you might enjoy with the sow.
"So Dolly is super friendly, and she loves being mated," the cub explains, "and she's //always// hungry, so there is that." The canine's ears splay a bit backwards, but he regains his composure and steps back, observing how you are scritching the head and the neck of the pink-skinned sow who is much bigger and heavier than you, but which you just about manage to keep from toppling you over.
You tell the cub to leave, so that you can have some alone time with the pig.
[[Feed her a meal]]
[[Get her to present and get your muzzle under her coiled tail]]
[[Nah, this pig doesn't interest you, call for the boy and have him show you the other animals->Have the canine boy show you the barn]]Your canine guide opens the stall door which creaks as it rotates on its hinges, then he sort of meeps out apologetically.
"Oh no, it looks like he couldn't hold it in," the cub mutters and you notice the stench and see a large mound of dog droppings in the far corner of the stall, on top of the straw which has been spread over the wooden planks.
The cub goes away and returns a few second later with a shovel in his paws, he rummages with the straw bedding and shovels it on top of the large dog's shit, covering it up.
"So, uhhh," the cub says, after putting the shovel away, "Brutus is pretty strong willed. You won't be able to, uhhhh, mate him. He's also big, so you shouldn't attempt to let him mate you unless you are already stretched out a little!"
He reaches a small paw towards the big mastiff, who sniffs it and gives it a single lick, before it takes a step back, still looking at you with some amount of reservation.
You send the cub out of the room so that you can have some alone time with the dog.
[[Tell the dog to present and lick its soiled tailhole]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "You want that cock inside your virgin tailhole, and you turn around on all fours")'s length >= 1)[[[The dog Max knotted you earlier, and you feel confident you can take on this larger dog's cock->Mastiff Fuck]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "The rottweiler fucks you")'s length >= 1)[[[Dominic, the rottweiler, fucked you earlier, and you feel confident you are loose enough to take on the large dog's cock->Mastiff Fuck]]]
[[Reconsider, call your guide back and look at the other animals->Have the canine boy show you the barn]]You command the big Tibetan mastiff to present, and it gives a barking growl before it turns around and shows you its backside. The fur on the canine's rump bears the same golden-reddish colouring, though it gets lighter the closer it gets to his tailhole.
The fur there has been shaved away a couple of inches, revealing a bulging and puffy pucker that is soiled with fresh shit.
The dog is tall and massive, weighing as much as yourself you would guess, its backside at your crotch level. You get to your knees in the soft straw and get nearer its shaved and soiled ass.
You feel as if it is the beers in your system that are propelling you forward, blushing, feeling flustered as your nose takes in the scent of the dog's shit. You remember your kimono and throw it off, letting it hang on the stall door, revealing your throbbing member which has no reservations about the sordid act you are about to commit.
(link:"Get your tongue up the dog's ass")[You whimper out needily as you lean in, then give a gag, whiskers twitching from the strong smell, before you mash your tongue against the soiled pucker.
The taste is absolutely revolting, earthy and bitter, the sharp notes of the canine's previous meals assaulting your tastebuds.
You rummage your tongue around the dog's pucker and is surprised by its looseness and puffiness, even as you have to stifle retches from the horrible taste. Still, your member seems to love it, and it spasms and surges in your paw as you masturbate yourself while on your knees, servicing the Tibetan mastiff's tailhole.
The dog is occasionally growling out a little, perhaps in a display of dominance, which causes you to blush, but its growls turns to deep pants that makes its chest rumble.
(link:"Reach under the dog and massage his sheath")[You decide to reach under the massive dog and your paw makes contact with its bulging sheath. The canine's prick is //massive// and is already poking out. Seems like he likes your dirty rimjob!
You squeeze at his knot and pull at his sheath and the dog's panting gets faster and heavier, even as you make out with his nasty pucker which is slowly being cleaned by your spit and your tongue. Your stomach is protesting with loud gurgles, but you manage to keep it in check, the stray thought of the huge mound of dog droppings making you happy you only had to clean off such a small amount.
Soon, his member is completely out of its sheath, and you grab at the canine's knot, marvelling at its size and its warmth and the way it pulses in your grasp.
[[Cease the rimjob and suck off the dog instead]]]]Feeling submissive, and with an ache in your previously knotted asshole, you get on your elbows and knees and crawl towards the massive Tibetan mastiff who's standing up and eyeing you with proud reservation.
"Get hard," you command, and the dog rumbles, even as its thick sheath begin to bulge out.
You crawl under and begin to lap at the tip of its cock, which grows thicker and wider. You feel spurts of precum enter your mouth and you let it pool, before you spit out the watery and slick liquid on your paw.
You reach back and smear your tailhole with the slick fluids, letting another good serving pool up in your mouth, and you spit that out as well, now fingering yourself first with one, then two, then three fingers, preparing yourself for the onslaught.
(link:"Turn around and present yourself to the dog")[You can already sense how huge the dog is, and feel a lewd apprehension as you turn around and present your rear for Brutus to claim, your naked tail swaying seductively from side to side to entice him.
He huffs and growls and plods over, mounts you and begins to thrust at your backside.
You groan out as his heavy weight is laid onto your back. He's at least as heavy as yourself, and your upper body is squeezed down against the straw bedding of the stall. Your cock is rock hard, as your alcohol-addled mind is a blur of lewd thoughts, the knowledge your are giving up your ass to this massive specimen of a dog turns you on to no end.
You squeal out a little as he penetrates and begins to hump you properly, and his girth quickly widens to an almost unbelieveable size. It hurst as he thrusts into you, but in the good way, the stretch causing you to moan out like a little bitch.
He thrusts harder and faster, his member swelling and growing bigger, and you feel a sudden burst of worry as his //huge// knot begins to impact your asshole.
You whimper out as it stretches you roughly, the dog not caring about your comfort and just trying to get off with feral need, humping and growling as he tries to push his knot inside before it is too late.
(link:"Brutus knots you")[You scream out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the big dog rams his knot inside you, and you feel him swelling further, your insides being pushed against by the member, your sphincter twinging with sharp pains as he just grows and grows and grows.
Your prostate sends waves of electrified pleasure through your body, and you are too dominated, too roughly fucked, to even consider reaching down to masturbate yourself, just lying there, screaming into the straw as the dog claims your tailhole.
Brutus is thrusting hard and fast, still growing bigger inside, and you feel your intestines shift around in a peculiar fashion to make space for his huge knot and the shaft which is beginning to fill you with hot dog cum that feels warm and gushy as it sprays out deep inside.
The Tibetan mastiff bites down on your shoulder, not hard enough to draw blood, but with enough force to keep you in place as he //increases// the speed of his thrusts, causing you to scream and moan and whine as your ass is so roughly treated by the large dog.
The thick and massive knot bulges your tailhole and squeezes against your prostate, sending lightning through your body, as it is pushes over your sensitive button again and again and you scream out in pleasure as you cum hands-free, rodent semen spattering against the straw bedding.
You feel slightly panicked as you ride out your orgasm, as it causes your tailhole to clench up, and you feel every throb and surge and vein of that huge knot that is firmly pushing against it almost painfully.
The dog's muzzle is still locked to your shoulder, and the canine is huffing and grunting as it paints your insides white.
[[The dog lies down on top of you]]]]You pull back from Brutus' ass with a lewd slurp, your tongue vacating his spasming pucker, and you pull at the canine's member, angling it backwards, and take a good look at it.
It's massive.
Not too long, perhaps some 7 inches which is nothing to sneeze at, but its //girth//?
The dog cock is almost as wide as a beercan, the knot as big as your fist.
The throbbing and veiny member is shooting spurts of precum and you open your mouth to accept the sweet and salty emissions, washing down the nasty taste of dogshit and replacing it with doggy precum.
You moan out at the lewd taste, and squeeze the mastiff's knot a couple of times, before you engulf the member, your jaw opened almost painfully to take in the thick dog cock.
The taste of the warm member is metallic and musky and you manage to take in most of the shaft in the first gulp, working your tongue over the tip of the knotted cock, feeling the pressure as it spurts out precum again and again. You squeeze the knot rhythmically in tandem to the bobbing of your head, and take in the shaft to the back of your mouth, occasionally gagging as it hits your uvula.
(link:"Kiss the knot")[You feel more and more adventurous, and you take the hot dogcock further into your mouth, letting the girthy tool stretch your throat as you manage to take it all in, kissing the Tibetan mastiff's knot.
You are sputtering and gagging as you do so, but your horniness overcomes your body's protests, and you let your muzzle slide over the thick shaft with increasing speed. Your paw is squeezing the dog's fist-sized knot in the same rhytm as your sucking and you are masturbating yourself with lewd squelches, moaning and groaning around the precum-emitting member in your mouth.
Brutus is panting heavier and faster and he finally howls, almost like a wolf, a deep and loud sound that fills the stall as he unloads inside your mouth, a huge amount of seed spraying out, coating your tongue and the rest of your muzzle. The taste is out of this world, the semen is thick and incredibly musky and you paw yourself off faster while you begin the struggling proces of swallowing it all down.
The alcohol in your system means that your orgasm is longer to arrive than normal, and you let the spasming dogcock fill your mouth to the brim, thick cum overflowing and running down your chin to dribble at the straw bedding of the stall.
Feeling lewd, you consider having the dog marking you.
[[Command Brutus to piss inside your needy mouth]]
[[Climax while swallowing his hot cum]]]You gurgle as you swallow down the large amount of dog cum and then lean back.
"Brutus, //piss!//" you call out with lust painting your voice.
It doesn't take more than five seconds for the Tibetan mastiff to obey, and you feel a heavy gush of bitter urine impacting your tongue.
You mewl out with horniness as the canine marks you as his bitch and you paw yourself off in a blur, swallowing the acrid piss in large gulps, just about managing to keep up with the flow.
Your orgasm builds and then you moan out loudly as you cum, still swallowing hot dog piss, the taste of Brutus' cum as well as his shit still on your tongue and lips.
The climax causes you to shudder intensely, as rodent cum flies all over, seeping into the straw bedding, and you huff and moan, trying to catch your breath, as the flow of urine dies down and you finish your orgasm by slowly licking the tip of the massive canine's cock, which is softening rapidly.
With a somewhat tired grunt, you let go of the member and the Tibetan mastiff instantly lies down, tongue slurping as he cleans off his red cock.
Satisfied with your playtime with the dog, you head for the exit of the barn-room. There's a small table there with a packet of disposable wipes, and you clean yourself off the best you can, before you head back and fetch your kimono.
Somewhat presentable, you pat yourself down and scrape off the soles of your feet on your legs, brushing off the errant pieces of straw there, and you exit the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]You keep your needy mouth on the masssive dog's cock while you masturbate harder and faster. His emissions are slowing down, nearing the end of his own climax, but he howls out when your grasp his knot firmer, and several more heavy gushes of cum enters your overfilled muzzle.
You begin to swallow down slowly, really savouring the experience, letting your senses take in the smell and the taste and the texture of the goopy and hot and musky semen that is coating your tongue and your teeth and sticking to the roof of your mouth.
The squelches from your member being masturbated get louder and faster and you moan out as you approach your climax, guzzling down Brutus' cum, and then you shoot out rope after rope of rodent semen that impacts the straw bedding.
As you climax, you suckle harder still, and the big dog whines out and pulls away, which you let him, and his cock exits your mouth with a lewd slurp. Brutus lies down and begins noisily slurping at his crotch and retreating cock.
You shudder and moan out as your swallow down the remaining cum, riding out your orgasm, and you sit for a while on your knees, letting your tongue marinate in the residual musky flavours, letting the dextrous organ clean off your teeth and lick your lips, swallowing down the tastes of dog-ass and cum.
Finished, you stagger out of the stall, grab your kimono and put it on with somewhat shake paws. You head for the exit. There's a table there, with a packet of disposable wipes, and you clean off your muzzle the best you can, before you scrape your footpaws against your legs to shake off the straw that's stuck there.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]As you come down from your orgasm, the intense stretch of your tailhole causes you some amount of worry, as you know that dogs will turn away and oftentimes try to pull out before they are fully soft.
Mercifully, though its also a little hard on your body, Brutus chooses to lie down on top of you, squeezing the breath out of your lungs with his weight, causing your sensitive member to scrape against the straw bedding on the floor.
Still, it is a quite nice experience, as you can focus on enjoying the massive stretch of his cock as it keeps on pulsating.
It almost feels like your stomach is bulging out from how much cum the dog splurts up your tailhole, and you feel warm and comfortable. Brutus has let go of your shoulder and is now slowly licking your headfur while you are knotted.
(link:"Kiss the dog")[You whine out and feel hazy with lust as you turn your head and try licking at his jowls, and the dog rumbles appreciatively, licking back, and you are soon making out with the massive Tibetan mastiff, it's broad and powerful tongue lapping into your needy mouth.
Connected, kissing, his warmth and his weight pressing on your back, the minutes tick by as both of you enjoy the tender moment, coming down from your respective orgasms.
You feel his member deflating, and you moan out as the stretch subsides, the pressure on your prostate and your aching tailhole diminished.
Both of you keep on kissing, that is, the dog is mostly dominating your tongue while you moan out like a little girl, and eventually, you feel his knot getting dangerously close to exit your tailhole.
(link:"Brutus pulls out")[The big dog gets on his feet and you mewl out, letting yourself get to your knees as he shuffles around and stands with his rump to yours. His paws scratch at the floor as he begins the pullout, and a loud pop! and a heavy gush and spatters can be heard as his big cock exits your body.
You can feel the gaping, and have no control of your bowels at the moment, and loud splurts and spatters can be heard as his semen runs out of your tailhole, alongside fouler stuff that begins to stink up the stall.
Your body is shaking and shivering. Your tailhole feels battered. Your cock is spent, and a bit itchy from pieces of straw that are sticking to it.
But most of all you feel utterly content, even as another contraction and expansion of your gaping pucker causes more cum and shit to vacate your bowels.
Then, you manage to pull it together, tightening up your pucker, keeping the rest of your waste inside for later use, and you get unsteadily on your feet.
The little mound of your own shit and the big pool of dogcum remains as evidence of your sordid act, and you push some straw over it with your foot.
Brutus, meanwhile, is slurping and licking at his utterly soiled member, his muzzle brown from your waste. You feel a little shudder of revulsion, not horny at the moment, and exit the stall.
Near the exit door is a small table with a packet of disposable wipes, and you slowly and gingerly clean off your backside, grimacing a little from the aches of your battered pucker. You take it slow, scrape off shit and cum, then take another wipe and clean off the dog slobber that is coating your face.
Like everywhere.
Seems like you got lost in the moment and didn't realise how much the Tibetan mastiff was drooling over you. You grin at the thought and clean up, before grabbing your kimono.
With one last wistful look at the huge dog, who's still cleaning his member, you turn around and exit the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]You decide to get on your knees and peek underneath the male pony, getting a look at his sheathed cock, which is completely soft. Nathan stands politely still as you extend your paws to touch him, and the skin is soft and pliant and you knead the soft flesh with your fingers.
You look at his nutsack, which looks heavy and hangs low, two black-coloured orbs that seems packed with stallion semen.
(link:"Get your mouth on his cock")[You feel lewd and crawl closer so that you can lick at his sheathed cock.
The taste is very musky and powerful, both with notes of horse-smell as well as deeper and richer musks of both urine and old semen. It lights a buzz in your brain that competes with the alcohol buzz you are already feeling, and you let your mouth engulf the tip of his soft cock.
The sensation in your mouth is spongy and the taste of musky stallion magnifies, and you begin to bob your head a little, nibbling on the member with your lips, while your paw reaches up and strokes the pony's cock and your other paw grabs at your own dick which is getting fully hard.
Realising you are still wearing the kimono, you pull back and pull it off, throwing it so that it drapes over the wall to the stall.
As you look back, you note that the stud pony's cock has grown, spasming to close to its full length, the member a mottled mixture of browns and blacks with a flared tip that is throbbing a little. Your guide wasn't lying, though the cock is some 8 inches long, it's quite narrow, and you feel like you could take it with a little bit of fingering.
[[Suck off the Shetland pony]]
[[Have Nathan mount you]]]Nathan whinnies a little and turns his backside towards you, his lighter-coloured tail brushing from side to side, revealing a huge donut of an asshole that is winking at you.
The flesh is coloured dark, almost black, and as you lean in, you get a good whiff of his heady musk. It's clean for now, and you dare to get on your knees, lift his tail with one paw, and kiss the large pucker.
Nathan snorts as your lips make contact, and steps back a little, mashing his backside and his powerfully muscled buttocks against you head. You moan out, rubbing yourself while you begin to lick at his tailhole, enjoying the earthy and musky flavours.
This goes on for a while, the hole getting more and more slick with your saliva and you begin to taste some darker and more foul tastes from his insides.
[[Lie down and command Nathan to shit]]
[[You are bored with this pony, call for your guide and take a look at the other animals->Have the canine boy show you the barn]]You throw off the kimono and drape it over the fencing and feel your face flush with lewd thoughts as you turn around, your naked tail dancing from side to side, luring in the sow.
She squeals out in that high-pitched excited voice that pigs have and practically barrells into you, causing you to stumble, and you have to brace yourself against the fence to the corridor as her snout sniffles against your rump and she digs her muzzle into your asscrack.
Her tongue is long and powerful, snaking inside and spreading you open, causing you to moan from the intense rimjob the feral pig is providing.
You let Dolly rim you forcibly for a few minutes, constantly having to shuffle your feet around, arm muscles beginning to burn a little as you have to push back to avoid being toppled over.
(link:"Shit into the pig's mouth")[Feeling a pressure arise in your guts, you push out, and the pig squeals out, filling the stall with the loud noise, as your pucker expands and a nice serving of scat oozes out, which is promptly chewed down by the happy porcine.
She sqeuals out again and digs her big and flat nose even harder against the base of your tail and you let loose another poofy fart, followed by another turd, which is once again munched down with animalistic gusto.
Wanting to please this ravenous animal, you grunt out and push hard once again, Dolly oinking happily as she snort and digs in, chomping and grunting as she consumes your waste.
(link:"Turn around to give her a drink")[Your bowels feel sort of empty, but your bladder is full of liquid from the beers you have consumed, and you turn around, presententing your half-hard uncut member to the sow.
Dolly takes in your cock with a delighted squeal, her coiled tail strutting occasionally, and you oof! out as you are pushed against the fencing by her weight.
That heaviness also impacts your bladder and piss begins to spurt out, which the sow drinks down with relish, pig noises coming from her mouth as your bitter piss washes over her tongue.
As your stream dies down, the constant stimulation from Dolly's mouth causes your cock to harden and she begins to suckle on it, whining insistently, wanting for another salty treat.
[[Have her suck you off]]
[[You are done with the sow, head back to the corridor and call for your guide and check out the other animals->Have the canine boy show you the barn]]]]You look down the pink flank of the sow and get lewd thoughts dancing in your mind at the thought of getting under her tail. Before playing, you pull of your kimono and hang it on the fencing.
"Dolly, present!"
As you speak the command, the pig oinks and turn to present her rump, coiled tail straightening and coiling in anticipation.
She is clean back there, her ass and moist pussy on full display.
(link:"Get on your knees and rim the sow")[You get on your knees with a lusty huff, straw crunching as you sink into it. Then, with your whiskers twitching as you take in her scent, you dive your head forward.
Despite being clean, there is a somewhat sharp note of ammonia, but you ignore it as your face is flushed with arousal and from the alcohol you have consumed. As your tongue makes contact with the large pucker, the sow squeals out and pushes back a little, but you grab at her rump and keep her in place while you rim her.
The taste quickly turns mellow, full of female musk and a bit of the scent of pig, though nothing too sharp or powerful. You relish in the sensation as your tongue spreads her out, easily penetrating, sampling her inner warmth.
Then, you dive down to her pussy, and her juices of arousal meet your lips and then your tongue, filling your senses with her lusty pheromones. You moan out and the pig squeals out again, as you lap at her cunt, tickling her clit, making a sloppy and slimy mess of it all as you eat her out.
(link:"Command her piss in your mouth")[Feeling particularily dirty, you command the sow to piss in your mouth and she instantly complies, pungent porcine urine spraying out.
You are taken by surprise and get a facefull of the stinky piss, which washes over your head and your body, until you push your lips firmly to her wet snatch and guzzle down the urine directly.
It burns your tongue and makes a blaze of your horny mind, and you reach down and touch your aching member as you drink the sow's piss. The pig is quite big, and so is her bladder, and you soon feel full, having to pull away and let the smelly urine wash over you, some of the hot liquid shooting out and impacting your cock, which twitches in pleasure from the naughty bath
[[Fuck the pig's pussy]]]]You decide you want to suck Nathan off and get a bellyful of equine spunk.
You get on your knees and crawl under the pony, reaching out to grab his hard and throbbing shaft, and you engulf the cockhead which is now quite a bit firmer, but still to the spongy side, a nice texture for you to nibble and work your tongue on while your paw strokes the mottled length.
Nathan whinnies and his hooves clap and clop as he steps a little from side to side, but he mainly remains still, obviously well trained for this act.
He hardly even buckles against your mouth and you get more daring, taking in more of his length, until the wide cockhead is pushing against your throat.
Getting a good feel for it, you bob your head back and forth, while masturbating both yourself and the pony, you moaning needily and Nathan occasionally whinnying or snorting in his own displays of arousal.
You do it harder and faster, letting the spongy head travel down your throat with glks! and small gags, until the wide tip suddenly grows //much// larger, getting far too big to take down your gullet.
Having seen a bestiality vid or two, you know he's close to cumming and you stroke him hard while you munch down on the wide flare and the pony whinnies loudly, hooves dancing a little, as he cums in thick and heavy spurts that are far too voluminous for your mouth to keep up with, causing it to spray out with intense pressure, equine cum spattering all over.
[[Cum while swallowing his semen]]
[[Command the stud to piss into your mouth]]
Feeling lust and alcohol clouding your mind, you spit on your paw and reach underneath to give your tailhole a little stretching. The Shetland pony snorts and scrapes at the floor with his front hooves, obviously aware of what will come next.
One, then two fingers rummage around. You have played with your ass before and try to relax, taking in the fingers, moaning as you stretch yourself out.
Your cock throbs when you insert finger number three, and after a minute of stretching, you decide it is time for the real deal.
Looking around, you figure the fencing the seperates the stall from the corridor in the middle is the best place to position yourself. The pine-smelling fencing consists of three planks, and you bend over and squeeze yourself in between the middle and the top plank, hoping that the pony will rest its hooves on the top and not on your body like in the vids you have seen.
You take a glance backwards, and the Shetland pony is trotting over, snorting, his member growing quickly.
(link:"Nathan mounts you")[The stallion's hooves clop against the floor and then the equine grunts heavily as it rears up, putting its front hooves on the fencing above your head just as you had hoped.
Then he begins buckling, his long and slender member prodding against your ass and missing, gliding against your tail, up your back, depositing a slick warmth there from the emissions he is already producing. Then he gets into a better position and you brace yourself for impact.
(link:"The stallion penetrates you")[The wide cockhead crams against your tight pucker and pushes, the pony's strong leg muscles working to ramm it inside.
CLAPCLOP
CLAPCLOP
CLAP
His hooves make loud noises as they position themselves, the pony snorting with lust, and then he thrusts into you. Hard.
(link:"Bite the fence")[You cry out as you are penetrated, all eight inches of the stallion's meat entering you in one harsh thrust.
To stifle your cries, you bite down on the roughly worked fencing, and the sharp taste of pine fills your mouth as your teeth dig into the fairly soft wood.
Nathan, being an equine, does not hold back. He penetrates you fully with hard and powerful thrusts that rock your body. Even though he isn't too thick, his length travels deep inside on every push, and the sound of his hooves as they stagger around for the strongest purchase is loud and insistent.
He claims you as his mare, thrusting hard again and again, snorting out, and you feel his cockhead widening, the flared tip bulging your insides as he begins to cum, filling your rectum with his equine semen. You can feel every spasm of his member, every powerful spurt that travels out, even as he keeps on thrusting, driving the wind out of your lungs.
The taste of pine in your mouth is very strong, as your teeth has sunk in almost half an inch, biting down to endure the harsh claiming. You cock, meanwhile, loves the action, and is bobbing and twitching from the rough treatment of your prostate, but you are holding on for dear life with no way to stimulate yourself.
[[The stallion pulls out]]
[[Command the Shetland pony to piss inside you]]]]]You feel a surge in your loins as the stallion cums hard into your mouth, and you gurgle and gag trying to keep up with the flow of his heavy load.
Being made into a mare by this pony causes all kinds of fireworks to go off inside your brain and your arousal peaks and then you moan out in pleasure as your uncut member shoots rodent cum all over the floor to be absorbed by the straw bedding.
You keep on suckling his flared tip, which fairly quickly goes down and begins to retreat. His hooves clip-clop a little as you let your head follow, obviously a little sensitive, and you pull back with a lewd slurp and watch how the stallion meat dangles back and forth, still shooting a rope of cum or two, glistening with your spit and Nathan's emissions.
Swallowing down the remaining semen in your mouth and licking your lips clean, you get on your feet and give the Shetland pony a nice scritching on his head, petting his light-coloured mane and stroking a little down his flank. Nathan kind of leans against you and it is obvious he enjoys the post-orgasm petting.
After a little while, you pull back, and he whinnies and then snorts as you leave the stall, taking your kimono with you.
Outside the stall, you scrape off straw that is underneath your soles on your legs and head for the exit.
Miraculously, there doesn't seem to be any semen covering you, except for the glistening cum on your member, and it only requires one wet wipe to make yourself presentable.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]You feel a surge in your loins as the stallion cums hard into your mouth, and you gurgle and gag trying to keep up with the flow of his heavy load.
Being made into a mare by this pony causes all kinds of fireworks to go off inside your brain and your arousal peaks, but you let off your cock, wanting to try one more raunchy thing with the Shetland pony.
You keep on suckling his flared tip, which fairly quickly goes down and begins to retreat. His hooves clip-clop a little as you let your head follow, obviously a little sensitive. You crawl in underneath him, still keeping the equine cock in your mouth, and then you lustily give the command.
"Nathan, piss!"
Almost instantly, hot stallion piss bursts into your mouth like a firehose, splashing and spilling out in a huge volume. You feel the hot liquid running down your rodent body, some of it spattering against your cock.
If not for your peaking arousal, you would gag from the harsh and acrid taste. You look down your nose and below and see the deep, dark yellow colour of Nathan's piss.
Jerking yourself off, gurgling on the pony's pressurized urine, you begin to drink it down, to which your stomach instantly cramps up in protest from the heavy and salty load, while your member throbs in your paw as you get close to climaxing.
Moaning out lewdly, brain synapses firing from the raunchy act, you cum hard, your semen spraying out in thick gushes just as the stallion's stream dies down from one moment to the next.
Heaving for breaths, you pull back, and Nathan whinnies loudly as his member sways back and forth, deflating rapidly, errant spatterings of dark-yellow piss impacting the straw-covered floor.
Swallowing down the remaining urine in your mouth and licking your lips clean, you get on your feet and give the Shetland pony a nice scritching on his head, petting his light-coloured mane and stroking a little down his flank. Nathan kind of leans against you and it is obvious he enjoys the post-orgasm petting.
After a little while, you pull back, and he whinnies and then snorts as you leave the stall, taking your kimono with you.
Outside the stall, you scrape off straw that is underneath your soles on your legs and head for the exit.
Your stomach fur, your crotch, even your footpaws have been marked with Nathan's pungent urine, and the packet of wet wipes that is on a table right at the exit is half-emptied as you clean yourself off the best you can. Eventually, you can barely smell the Shetland pony's emissions on you, and you almost feel sorry about that fact.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]Feeling adventurous, but not willing to let him shit directly into your mouth, you choose to lie down and scoot yourself under the Shetland pony with your feet first, until your stomach is roughly below his spit-glistening pucker.
But not before taking off your kimono and throwing it over the fencing to the stall.
"Nathan, shit!"
The stallion whinnies and you see the pucker quickly expand with a greenish-yellow bulge cresting out.
Plap!
Plop!
Plop!Plop!Plop!
The pony's stomach empties rapidly and thick and heavy horse manure falls down to impact your body with wet splats. The droppings are almost heavy enough to knock the wind out of you, and you definitely feel the pressure growing as the mound gets bigger and bigger, the pony having held in a //lot// of poop for whoever would come around to play with him.
The sensation of the thick mound, the wetness of the droppings, the heavy stench of horse manure, it all causes your member to throb, and you feel decidedly raunchy as you grab a thick pawful of the smelly mess and squish it against your crotch.
(link:"Paw off with the stallion's shit")[You grab another pawful, then another, utterly caking your dick with the hot manure and it almost feels like someone else is jerking you off as slow splorts can be heard while you masturbate yourself. You moan out from the raunchy sensation and increase the speed of your pawing, your other paw pushing against the manure on your stomach and rubbing into it, getting it into your fur.
You caress yourself and coat your entire torso with the pony's shit, the stench thick and rich, the sensation warm and gritty, tickling you, causing you to groan out in lewd lust as you paw yourself off faster and faster.
Nathan is all but forgotten as you close your eyes and feel the sensations of his manure being rubbed into your fur, the sounds as it squishes and squelches, the otherworldy sensation of your masturbation, and you quickly arrive at your climax, gasping out and shooting out rodent cum that penetrates through the layer of shit to impact your stomach and chest, coating the off-coloured scat there with spatters of white.
As you come down from your orgasm, you begin to feel a bit queasy and you get on your feet, shit dropping down here and there as it relinquishes its grip on your fur and skin.
You really need a shower now!
(link:"Call for your guide for assistance")[You are an utter and soiled mess and you stagger into the passage between the stalls. Looking from side to side, noting the packet of wet wipes at the exit, you decide to call for the mutt cub to help you out.
He quickly arrives and his eyes go wide as he takes in your soiled state, then he goes a little green, wordlessly walking past you down to the wall furthest back. There, he presses an unseen button and a shower fixture is revealed, hidden by a sliding wall.
You go there and turn on the water, noting that the wooden flooring here has wider gaps and see steel glinting underneath, an obvious drain, and you begin the proces of dislodging the pony's shit from your fur and your softening member which is still coated in inches of the muck.
Your guide hands you a shampoo bottle he has procured from somewhere, reconsiders and then asks you to put out your soiled paws.
He squeezes out a large dollop of the fragrant stuff and you begin to properly wash yourself off. It takes three times and something like 15 minutes until you feel like you are clean enough to get towelled off. Your guide wordlessly hands you a towel, and after drying yourself, you head for the exit, grabbing your kimono in the proces, the horse snorting as you walk past.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]Nathan pulls out roughly, in a gush of cum that spatters to the straw-covered floor, and you cry out like a girl, still biting down on the fence, goddamn splinters getting between your teeth from how much you have been chewing the fairly fresh pine.
You asshole feels like it is gaping like a star in a fisting porn movie, painfully attempting to clench together, to stop the heavy flow of stallion semen that is pouring out.
Moaning, you let yourself collapse to your knees, and your bowels vacate themselves of Nathan's cum, your sphincter twitching in something close to agony, yet your cock is rock hard, and the knowledge that you have let a feral pony ram you like this makes your senses flutter and your face blush heavily, feeling utterly dominated and //claimed//.
You reach for your member, and it is as if surges of lighting course through your body, as you masturbate and cum in the span of ten seconds, howling out in pleasure as your tailhole contracts and finally manages to pull together, keeping some amount of your stomach's contents inside, burning from the rough mating you have just recieved.
Almost lightheaded, feeling woozy from it all, you feel every micro-second as your cock spasms and spurts out rodent cum in wave after wave of pleasureable release.
(link:"Come down from your orgasm")[You lean against the fencing, panting heavily, groaning out as your tailhole aches and your member begins to soften. Your senses are heightened, and you smell the enclosure, smell the stallion, smell his musk and his semen coating your backside and your insides.
Another twitch of your member and a spasm of your aching pucker reminds you of how you have served as the Shetland pony's broodmare, taking his flared cock as he roughly mated you. The thought makes your cock twitch again and your pucker clench up, and you grit your teeth in the mixture of pain and pleasure.
Shakily, you get to your feet. You take a look at Nathan, noting how his softening member is coated in brown muck, and you feel slightly disgusted, staggering out of the stall, leaning on the fencing for a few minutes, before you head towards the exit.
There, on a small table, is a packet of disposable wipes, and you clean yourself gently, oooo'ing and aaaa'ing as you make contact with your bruised tailhole.
Somewhat clean, and almost fully clenched up, your soft cock cleaned off of any semen, you head back to the pony's stall to retrieve your kimono.
Nathan whinnies softly, and leans his head over the fencing, and you give his throat some tired scritches, before you don your kimono and leave the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]Despite being battered and bruised inside, you decide to up the ante, getting just a little bit more raunchy and you command Nathan to unload the contents of his bladder inside you.
He plunges forward, his softening meat digging as deeply as possible, and you suddenly feel the burst of his hot piss inside your rectum. Almost instantly, it feels like it is too much, and you bite down even harder on the fencing as your bottom fills up with the musky liquid, and then something gives away inside and you feel it pouring up your bowels, causing your stomach to distend.
Your cock is rock hard and you groan out through the wood in your mouth as you feel your arousal surging. Doubly so when the pony finishes and pulls out with a loud and lewd pop! and a gush of fluids.
(link:"Collapse to your knees")[Your trembling body collapses and you impact the straw bedding with your knees while your utterly gaped tailhole shoots out a powerful stream of horse urine and semen in several harsh bursts.
Despite the painful sensation, you reach for your aching member and paw yourself off, climaxing almost as quickly as the stallion, shooting your load onto the straw-covered floor, all the while your bowels vacate themselves of the pony's piss and cum.
You shudder and gasp as the fluids in your intestines travel down and out, and you occasionally feel a splatter as some amount of shit vacates your tailhole.
Finally capable of clenching up properly, you take a few minutes to get your bearings, the almost unbearable aching of your asshole turning slightly and pleasantly numb, reminding you of how you served the equine as his broodmare.
You take a look at the stallion, who's member is fairly soiled, but you are done playing for now, and stagger in a zigzag pattern towards the exit. There, on a table, is a packet of wet wipes and you clean your fur off the best you can, gingerly scrubbing at your aching pucker.
Going back to the stall, you rest your paws on the fencing for a minute, getting your head back in the game, and Nathan comes over and gives a curious snort. You reach over and scritch his headfur for a while, before you put on your kimono and leave the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]Your body is crammed against the fencing and you hook your arms over the top plank, holding on for dear life, as the voracious sow snuffles and grunts and oinks as she suckles on your member with eager hunger.
Her muzzle is soiled and her coiled tail twirls happily, slobbering and slavering over your meat as she gives you a forceful, tightly-sucking blowjob.
Her eager ministrations quickly causes your member to twitch and spurt out precum and she squeals loudly as the sweet and salty liquid enters her mouth, redoubling her efforts, causing you to groan out in pleasure.
(link:"Cum into the sow's mouth")[Your nutsack draws up against your body and you feel your arousal surging and you begin to pant, a heavy blush on your face as you get near your climax.
Just as you cum, the pig squeals out the loudest yet, a high-pitched noise that almost hurts your ears, as your cock spasms and erupts, spurting out your rodent cum to be consumed by the feral pig.
She's slamming her head against your stomach and you are getting short of breath as you are squeezed against the fencing, even as you moan out in pleasure, surges of electricity going through your body as you shudder your way through your orgasm.
The pig is swallowing heavily, to keep up with the copious load, and her intense suckling quickly turn overly sensitive and then almost painful as your cock begins to soften.
(link:"Pull off")[You try to push the pig away, but she's too strong, and keeps on suckling, which causes your moans to turn a little shrill.
(link:"\"Dolly! Uh! Ow! Dolly, Stop!\"")[When you give the command, the sow almost freezes up, her tongue just lightly toying with the underside of your shaft, extending out to lick your rodent nutsack.
You can now finally push her back, and she emits a very displeased oink! as you remove the salty treatgiver from her mouth.
Gasping as your overly sensitive member gets some peace, you reach down and give the pig a good scritch on top of her head, between her eyes and a nice petting down her neck, before you exit the stall.
You head for the table at the exit of the room, where there's a packet of disposable wipes, and you clean yourself off. Then you go back to fetch your kimono, and Dolly oinks happily at the sight of you, and you reach through the fencing to give her one last scritch, careful to avoid her soiled muzzle, before you turn to leave.
[[Head back to the Brown Room->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]Before her stream has died down, you decide to make your move, and present your five inch member to her cunt.
The piss is washing over your cock and then splashes against your crotch as you push into her, her warm folds enveloping your organ.
Dolly squeals out the loudest she has yet, almost hurting your ears, and you slam into her pussy with all her might as she pushes back with her heavy weight, eager to take your cock as deeply as possible.
Grabbing her fleshy hips, you begin to make long and powerful strokes, the sow pushing back, your groin and thighs emitting meaty slaps as they impact the pig's pink buttocks.
You increase the speed and Dolly oinks happily every time you bottom out.
You keep at it for a while, building up speed, until you suddenly get a lusty and nasty idea.
(link:"Pull out, push at her tailhole and command her to shit")[You pull out with a lewd squelsh, taking note of the femine fluids that are coating your member and present it to her large tailhole.
As you push against her sphincter you command her to shit, and the pig grunts and the pucker opens up, sludgy pig shit pouring over your cock, lubricating it, her opened tailhole an invitation for you to push in against the scat.
The sensation is wierd, the smell is atrocious, but you moan out in raunchy lust and Dolly squeals out, her coiled tail straightening and coiling up and down as you begin powerfucking her shitting tailhole.
The stench of ammonia gets strong and you occasionally gag even as you grunt from the exersize of fucking her asshole. Her bowels are deep and the amount of shit that flows out is big enough to coat your entire crotch in inches of the stuff, before it glides off and falls down on the straw bedding with nasty plaps, oozing out in its muddy consistency.
(link:"Pull out and fuck her pussy again")[In the spur of the moment, you decide to pull out and insert yourself into her pussy again. Her tailhole is still pouring out with shit and you pack her wet snatch full of the nasty slop as you ram her as hard as you can.
The lewd sounds, the nasty smells, the disgusting sensations and the sight of her pussy being packed full of her own shit, it all becomes too much, and your cock surges and spasms while your brain sees moon and stars as you climax into her cunt, mixing the sludge with your rodent cum in a raunchy slurry that pours out her sloppy pussy as you ram into her as deep as possible again and again, feeling like you are fully emptiyng your rodent balls.
As you come down from your orgasm, still ramming hard, the pig squeals out, and you feel powerful contractions that milk your further, as she cums with loud squeals that fill the stall.
[[Pull out and get cleaned off->PigClean]]]]Dolly is grunting and you are groaning as you both come down from your respective orgasms.
The smell and the texture of the sloppy pigshit hits you hard and you gag, sour bile entering your mouth and you spit out the acidic burp, quickly pulling out with a messy squelch and make your way out of the stall.
You choke down a gag and call out for your guide to help you in getting clean.
He quickly arrives and his eyes go wide as he takes in your soiled state, then he goes a little green, wordlessly walking past you down to the wall furthest back. There, he presses an unseen button and a shower fixture is revealed, hidden by a sliding wall.
You go there and turn on the water, noting that the wooden flooring here has wider gaps and see steel glinting underneath, an obvious drain, and you begin the proces of dislodging the sow's shit from your crotch and thigh fur and your softening member which is still coated in inches of the sloppy mud.
Your guide hands you a shampoo bottle he has procured from somewhere, reconsiders and then asks you to put out your soiled paws, squeezing out a heavy dollop into them.
It takes you //five// latherings to completely dislodge the smelly pigshit and you occasionally burp up a nasty mouthful of stomach acid which you spit out, letting the water from the shower go into your muzzle and rinsing it, almost considering lathering up your nose to smell something other than swinescat.
Eventually, you feel ready to get towelled off, and your guide wordlessly hands you one.
Dry, you head back to the stall and Dolly oinks happily as she sees you, turning around and presenting her shitty pussy, tail uncoiling in a show of lust.
Stifling another gag, you grab your kimono and walk past, the pig sqeualing after you as you leave the room.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]Your uncle's green eyes flash lewdly as you approach him and the small rat boy Jason.
They are standing at the end of the long table, in front of the black door there. This close, it is obvious that he has fed the young cub a hefty meal, the rodent's stomach is bulging almost obscenely from the waste he has consumed, and he emits a hefty belch that wafts over with the stink of shit.
Gross!
But also wierdly hot, and your member throbs a little underneath your kimono.
"Did you have fun here?" Tony asks with a wink, and you nod, blushing a little, thinking of your sordid adventures.
"Great! Now that you have had your fill, as it were," he cracks a smile at the lewd joke, "it might be time to experience the next room."
(link:"Ask about what is behind the black door")[You ask your uncle curiously what exactly is going to happen behind that imposing, black door, which is completely devoid of the markings and drawings that are otherwise a feature of the brothel.
"Oh, it's great fun," he remarks, and his features harden a little, a certain glint in his eyes you have very, very rarely ever seen.
"The Black Room is for bondage and submission, for pain and pleasure. The hosts there are for you to use and abuse at your will, from spanking to whipping and more. Depending on your tastes.... A lot more."
"That sounds dark," you say, taken aback from his choice of words and the dark tone he says them in.
"That's up to you. Go soft or go hard, as long as you have fun!" At that, his green eyes light up and smile turns lewd and playful again.
"One thing, though. Once we pass through the black door, there's no going back, so make sure you have enjoyed all the pleasures in this room and the Red Light Room!"
[["I'm ready!"]]
[[You wish to remain here and explore the Brown Room some more->Tell the cub to show you around]]]Tony cracks a wide smile and looks down at the young ratling he has obviously had a lot of fun with.
"Guess you'll have to scamper off," he remarks, and gives the cub's headfur a quick ruffle, "Go get us a bottle of your best rum and send Aiden in with it."
Jason looks fairly content and smiles broadly at the both of you, revealing shit-stained teeth and tongue, before heading back to the Red Light Room.
"Sepf here will join us in the Black Room," your uncle says, and the blue-grey furred cub splays his ears back, ducking his head, opening his mouth, but no protest comes out, just a low-pitched whine, as his tail crawls down to hug the floor.
"I hope you had fun with him while here!" Tony says, his eyes having regained that hard glint as he takes in the sight of the cowering boy, "Broke him in myself!"
You take note of the scars on the cub's upper arms and thighs and wonder just how much breaking your uncle did, giving a little shudder that mirrors the canine mutt's tremoring.
(link:"Head through the door")[Tony opens the black door and a short corridor some 5 yards long is revealed. The floor is covered with black tiles that shine glossily, somewhat warmer than the heated flooring of the rooms you have just visited. The walls are made of bricks, coloured a more muted black.
Round light fixtures in the ceiling illuminate it all, the black floortiles casting it back with gloomy shadows.
Wordlessly, you walk down the corridor, uncle Tony first, then you, the cub Sepf straggling behind. You look back over his shoulder, but his gaze is cast down, seemingly going through the motions and not even considering resisting.
[[Black Room]]]At the end of the corridor is another black door, which your uncle opens, revealing a circular room with some 20 yards spanning between your location and the door on the opposite side.
The circle of black bricks is broken by red-painted doors at regular intervals, their colour a deep crimson. Instead of scribblings or drawings, they are simply numbered with black letters, going from 1 to 12, the door opposite your location being the only one unmarked.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Toilet Fun")'s length >= 1)["Head to your room, boy," your uncle commands, and the blue-grey furred whelp ducks his head and walks over to the door with the number 6 on it.]
You are somewhat startled by the decor. Dead center in the room are two latex-clad women with leather hoods on, obscuring their features, the latex accentuating their shapely forms, their breasts, their buttocks. Each of them is kneeling and on their elbows. The colours of the latex and the hoods are a bright red, a stark constrast to the black of the room. The only revealing features you can see are their tails, the larger of the women a tiger and the smaller one a grey-furred canine, probably a wolf from the shape of her tail. They two women are set so that they are facing each other.
"These are our seats," you uncle says, his eyes glinting with lewdness as he walks over and sits on the back the largest one of the women, facing you and the door you came through. The woman grunts, but keeps her position with hardly a shiver from his weight.
(link:"Sit down with your uncle")[You walk over and take in the sight of your chair, her slow and steady breaths, the way her tail wags just a little bit from side to side. You can see that there are eye-slits in the hood and see the glint of an eye that is turned in your direction, though the latex-clad woman keep her head pointed straight towards the tiger.
You sit down and feel yourself sinking into the woman's back. Her breathing changes a little, becoming just a little bit more rapid, the tail wagging a bit more obviously.
It feels //lewd// to sit like this, and you feel your member hardening a little against the kimono as the wolf's body heat is transferred up against your buttocks.
"Just ignore them," your uncle says, a playful smile on his face, "they get off from being used as furniture, among other things," at that he gives his seat a firm smack on its latex-clad ass and a constrained but quite sultry moan is emitted from the tiger.
(link:"Do the same for your chair")[You are feeling a bit naughty and copy Tony's actions and lay a smack on the wolf's bottom. She doesn't even moan, but you can see her tail wagging a bit faster.
"Atta boy!" Your uncle says, reaching over and ruffling your headfur roughly, his slight drunkenness showing in his features that are slightlly flushed as well as his voice which is slightly slurred.
Then, his features become a little hard and he gives you a firm look, almost parental.
"You know, many places and cultures have had the legal age of maturity for men to be 15. You are still growing, still becoming more clever, stronger, all that, but you are also beginning to see the world as something a bit more than just your own little point of view." Tony says.
You nod.
"You also know that being of legal age means taking //responsibility// and growing up to be a man."
Again, you nod, not sure where he's taking this, his tone much like your dad's when he's lecturing you.
"Joshua, do you know what me and your father do-"
[[Aiden steps through the door leading the Brown Room->El Revealio]]
]]"Got the rum for you, boss," the white fox says as he comes through the door with a tray in his paw.
On the tray is two glasses and a brown bottle that is wrapped in straw, there's no label on it.
"Boss?" you say.
Your uncle harrumphs and glowers at the young man, who looks a bit admonished as he steps near.
"As I was trying to say, and yes Aiden, you can pour us a couple of glasses, do you know what kind of work your father and I do?"
The pieces are clicking together, though the current situation was //not// something you had expected. The late night visits from certain people, off-hand comments from some of the people down at the boxing gym, spiteful remarks that would occasionally be directed from your mother to your father.
(link:"\"Crime.\"")[You say the word, almost accusingly, but certain of its truth.
"That's right," Tony says, accepting a glass of amber liquid, "us Straciatellos have been running a crime syndicate for the better part of a hundred years."
Slightly shocked, your paw is shaking as you accept the glass from Aiden, instantly putting it to your mouth and taking a large mouthful.
What pours over your tongue is delicious. Sweet and woody and barely any sharpness of alcohol. Your shock is momentarily set aside as surprise makes your eyes widen.
"Good, huh?" Your uncle says with a grin. "It's Cuban rum that has matured for some 30 years at a plantation owned by us."
He reaches his glass out and you meet it with a *clink* before taking another mouthful.
Meanwhile, Aiden is standing to attention in front of you, one paw holding the tray with the bottle on it, the other kept behind his back. He's dressed in tight-fitting and torn denim shorts, with a plain white shirt on. His legs are covered by socks that go above his knees that are black and purple striped.
Serious again, your uncle gives you a parental look.
"It's time you got included. Your dad doesn't know about this, he wanted for you to wait, but I know in my heart that you are ready to hear all this and be a part of it. Especially as I have been watching you interact with your Kinkbunny account."
At this he raises his eyebrows suggestively and you blush at the reminder of his knowledge of all your searches and browsing and favorites.
"//Especially// since Kinkbunny is run from this very club!"
"By me!" Aiden pipes up and gives you a broad and satisfied smile, "I set the whole thing up when I was 10!"
"That's right," your uncle says with an approving grin, "the club was here for a long while before, and I've been running it for some fifteen years, about as long as you have been alive. Your father doesn't approve all that much, but the income is... //significant//. Much higher than some run-of-the-mill stripclub. The connections made here are great for business as well."
(link:"Take another sip of the rum and gather your thoughts")[You want to take a sip, but down the remaining half the glass as your scattered thoughts wander, shocked by the revelation of it all, but also not surprised given the whole situation and how the night has progresssed so far. Aiden is quick to refill it, and you take another sip.
A satisfied grunt comes from your throat, it's really delicious!
"So, now that you know, I just want you to know that I'll ease you in to everything. Later. For now, I want you to enjoy yourself, really let loose. I want you to figure out how much hardness is inside your mind, or how much softness. BDSM is a great way to poke holes in your conceptions about yourself and how you relate to other furs."
You nod slowly at his words, feeling the intensifying buzz of the alcohol you have just consumed. You take another swig and look at him attentively.
"I'll be taking Aiden for myself, as least for now," he gives the white fox a lusty grin and the young man blushes, his tail beginning to wag, "a guide will appear shortly to let you know what is what and help you get started. You will encounter some of the hosts that you have already met, and I hope you'll enjoy yourself!"
At that, he gets to his feet and points at the tiger he was sitting on. You had forgotten about the organic nature of your chair, and suddenly feel aroused again as you feel her body heat. Aiden sets down the tray and it stands almost perfectly horizontal on the tiger's back.
With a wink, you uncle leaves, the white fox following, turning his head and blowing you an air kiss. They enter the room with the number 1 on its crimson door.
[[Wait for your guide->BR]]
]]You nurse your rum for a couple of minutes, while you are waiting for your guide, the only sounds in the room are the slow and steady breathing of the two latex clad women.
You get to your feet, giving your chair a smack on her rump in the proces and walk a circle around the room to pass the time. Feeling buzzed and a little cheeky, you stand near the door where your uncle passed through, but nothing can be heard.
A creak can be heard and you turn to face the door opposite to the entrance you went through, and a wide and short man has appeared.
He's dressed as a gimp, clad in black leather, with a hood that obscures his features. Even his tail is covered, and you cannot see which species he belongs to. He walks over and you can see the eye-holes in the mask are made of ruby-red glass, that obscures even the true colour of his irises. Closer now, you can see that he is almost a head shorter than you, though a fair bit wider with a decent pauch and thick thighs and arms underneath the leather which creaks audibly at every step.
"Good evening, mister Straciatello. I shall be your guide for this experience," the man says, his voice deep and scratchy, "most of the rooms here are occupied by various cubs, alongside a particular man you may have encountered earlier. Your uncle has informed me that you are allowed a free reign with some of them."
(link:"\"Free reign?\"")[You don't understand, the gimp explains.
"For our regular costumers, we set many rules, to ensure our hosts remain... Viable for further use and profit. For the select few, those with the money to spend, they can choose to make those cubs... Un-viable for further use.
(link:"\"What?\"")[The gimp lets out a sigh, whether of boredom or something else.
"You can use and abuse them, whip them, beat them, punish their orificies until they bleed or are ruined. Tear flesh, rip their skin or their genitals. It's one hell of a birthday gift, let me tell you!"
(link:"\"Can...... Can I kill them too?\"")[You get caught up the moment, the alcohol buzz making your mind wander with evil thoughts from all he just said, and you ask the question of whether or not you can end a cub's life.
"No. At least, not for now. I have no idea if your uncle has something planned for later of that sort, but the cubs here can be ruined and wrecked and torn asunder, but not killed, no." The gimp says, his scratchy and deep voice sounding sinister as he factually explains it all.
Your mind is utterly reeling from all this and you down the remaining rum in your glass, turning away from the gimp to head over to the tray that is still horizontal on the tiger woman's back. You pour another glass and chug about half of it, before you choke and cough a little, settling the half-empty glass down on the tray, feeling more than buzzed enough for whatever comes next.
[[Man up and tell the gimp to show you around->B]]]]](if:visits is 1)[The gimp draws in a deep breath and begins his explanation, his tone factual and almost sounding bored.]
(if:visits >=2)[You are in the circular main room, blackened shadows cast from the light fixtures overhead. The gimp is there, and he explains your options to you.]
(if:visits >= 4)[As the leather-clad man speak, you notice your uncle appearing with the white fox Aiden in tow.]
"The experiences here can range from the mild to the most brutal you can come up with. We have a selection of cubs that are designated to be treated harshly, but you can choose to go softer if you desire, except for one of them."
"Uhhh, okay?" You say.
"I'll explain it to you when we get there," the gimp says, "but let us start from door number 2 and work our way around."
"Behind door number 2 the exclusive rottweiler top Dominic resides. He will make you submit to his sadistic desires if you choose to go there and let him have his way with you."
"Behind door number 3 is the submissive thirteen years old tiger boy Oscar, who likes to be punished. You cannot maim him, but you can leave him bloodied if you so desire."
"Behind door number 4 are two girls. The ten year old golden retriver Sabrina and the six year old fox Annica. You can leave marks on them, even permanent ones, but no maiming."
"Behind door number 5 is the four year old lion cub Percival. He's not to be maimed or have anything happen that will leave a permanent mark."
(if:(history: where its name contains "Toilet Fun")'s length >= 1)["Behind door number 6 is the nine year old wolf-fox hybrid Sepf. Your uncle has marked him for harsh and brutal use."]
"Behind door number 7 we have the two feral canines Max and Nellie for you to exploit. Dogs that are suitable for this kind of work are rare and expensive to have trained properly and they are not for you to injure in any permanent way."
"Behind door number 8 is the ten-year-old wolfboy Cyber. He has been nothing but trouble and basically untrainable unless he is broken in. Hard. You do the breaking. As brutally as you can stomach it."
(if:(history: where its name contains "Sit down on one of the black couches and give the magazines a good look")'s length >= 1)["Behind door number 9 is the wolf cub Shadow who's 7 years of age. He likes a bit of pain,, especially up his ass, but you can go much harder than that if you want. Leave him gaped or even prolapsed if you so desire. He is one of the cubs here that have been designated for brutal use."]
(if:(history: where its name contains "JanusFirstMolest")'s length <= 0)["Behind door number 10 is the albino rat Janus and the black-furred kitten Bella. The boy is 13 years old and the girl 12. They were caught together while making out in the woods behind their school. She's a virgin, and we are sure it would cause Janus a great deal of pain if you claim her maidenhood in front of him." You can almost hear the glee in the Gimp's voice.]
(if:(history: where its name contains "JanusFirstMolest")'s length >= 1)["Behind door number 10 Janus and his girlfriend Bella is located. Did you claim her maidenhood already?" The gimp asks in a cruel tone of voice.]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Interact with the bullcub with the funnel going to his eyes")'s length >= 1)["Behind door number 12 is the eight-year-old bull Lemmy. You might have seen him in the Brown Room. He will be blindfolded and yours to play with as cruelly as you might like. He may also serve as your toilet, there are... facilities in the room for such purposes."]
[[Ask about the two pieces of furniture->Furniture]]
[[Head through door number 2]]
[[Head through door number 3]]
[[Head through door number 4]]
[[Head through door number 5]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Toilet Fun")'s length >= 1)[[[Head through door number 6->Sepfy]]]
[[Head through door number 7->Canines]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Accept the hood")'s length <= 0)[[[Head through door number 8->Head through door number 8]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Whip him bloody")'s length >= 1)[[[You whipped Cyber bloody, head back to rape his ass->WhipRape]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "The studded paddle looked interesting, use it on his backside")'s length >= 1)[[[You made Cyber bleed from his butt, time to make his asshole bleed as well->PaddleRape]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "CyberFight")'s length >= 1)[[[Cyber is hanging around, beaten up by you. Head back and give him hell with the brass knuckles->CyberK]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Sit down on one of the black couches and give the magazines a good look")'s length >= 1)[[[Head through door number 9->Shadow]]]
[[Head through door number 10->Janus]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Interact with the bullcub with the funnel going to his eyes")'s length >= 1)[[[Head through door number 12->Lemmy]]]
(if:visits >= 4)[[[Head over and speak with Uncle Tony->UncleEnd]]]
You head over to the crimson door that bears the letter 2 in black writing. Behind the door is a short corridor, some three yards long and you head through the door there as well, which is exceptionally heavy to push open. You realise it's several inches thick, insulated to keep sounds inside the room.
As you step through, the first thing you see is an adult rottweiler who's clad in a black leather kilt.
He's an absolute specimen of a male. You would guess that he is some seven feet tall, broad-shouldered, with well-defined and bulging muscles. His fur is black, except for creamed-coffee brown running down his stomach from his sternum. His head is broad and the same creamed-coffee-brown is present at his snout, otherwise his facial fur is black.
His eyes are black and are staring at you as if you were a piece of meat.
The floor here feels soft, but it's made of black wood, probably some kind of laminate. The walls are clad in black leather or maybe it's some kind of foam or rubber material, ostensibly for sound insulation purposes as well as giving it a rough SM feel.
The light fixtures in the ceiling cast illumination that barely reflect off the surfaces, and the room has a dark and shadowy feel to it. You feel very small standing in front of the rottweiler.
There are several pieces of bondage furniture in the room, including a cross and a stockade. Along the back wall is an array of shelves that host a multitude of bdsm equipment and dildos and other stuff you don't really get to make out as the domineering male stares you down, causing your knees to feel wobbly.
"Name's Dominic. I heard you're a birthday boy who's here to try new things. Trying me is going to mean I'll have you beg for mercy while I paddle and whip you, and possibly more." The rottweiler's voice is deep and dominating, making no effort to hide the fact that he will look forward for your acceptance of his ministrations.
(link:"Ask what he means by \"more\"")["For someone as new as you, I doubt you could take a full session of several things happening one after the other, without mentally and physically falling apart."
The rottweiler sneers, seemingly annoyed that he won't be able to go full ham on you.
"I'll let you decide what will happen. Either way, you'll be tied up and I'll do all the work. Perhaps I'll let you climax, perhaps not, it depends on how well you take it."
You feel the breath siezing a bit in your throat, even though your alcohol-clouded mind seems up to the challenge, your member hardening in a little to push against you kimono.
"Either I will paddle and whip your buttocks, play with your tailhole a little and edge you. Alternatively, I'll put your nutsack and prick through a bad time, smacking and spanking your genitals, and a little more. Either way, you will have to get on your knees and beg me for what you desire."
[[Get on your knees and beg to be paddled and whipped on your butt]]
[[Get on your knees and beg to have your cock and balls tormented]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Get on your knees and beg to be paddled and whipped on your butt")'s length >= 1)[[[Dominic has already punished your backside, ask for him to whip you bloody->DomRough]]]
]
[[Playing with the dominating rottweiler doesn't interest you, head back->B]]You head over to the crimson door that bears the letter 3 in black writing. Behind the door is a short corridor, some three yards long and you head through the door there as well, which is exceptionally heavy to push open. You realise it's several inches thick, insulated to keep sounds inside the room.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Flog him")'s length <= 0)[ (if:(history: where its name contains "Use the bonger on his nutsack")'s length <= 0)[ (if:(history: where its name contains "Put Oscar in the stockade")'s length <= 0)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Put Oscar on the cross")'s length <= 0)[
As you step through, you take in the features of the room. The floor is made of hardwood that is dark brown, and the walls are a mixture of bright red and black squares of various sizes and patterns, made of leather or latex padding, ostensibly to act as sound insulation as well as giving the walls a striking appearance. The room itself is some 10 by 5 yards, a variety of heavy bondage implements placed around on the floor, including a stockade, a saint Andrew's cross and manacles or iron circlets that hang form the ceiling or sprout from the walls or the floor.
Along the right side is a set of shelvings with glass doors, that lets you see the a variety of sex toys and bondage and SM instruments like whips and paddles, bottles of strange liquids and many other things.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with this submisssive tiger boy")'s length >= 1)[Oscar is standing to the back of the room and walks forward with a happy smile on his face at seeing you again.
His golden eyes shine with depravity.
"Hi, sir!" he says, "I am at your disposal. Please treat me as roughly as you feel comfortable with!"
He then stands to attention with his paws clasped behind his back, and you see his barbed member peeking out of its sheath, his cheeks blushing a little.
He has a red colour on and is holding its leash, presenting it to you.]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Ask for some private time with this submisssive tiger boy")'s length is 0)[You see a tiger boy. The tiger looks at you with striking, golden eyes. His fur has the patterns you would expect of his species, but the oranges of his pelt are very bright. A pretty specimen.
"Hello, sir, " he says, "I am Oscar and I am at your disposal. Please, do //whatever// you want to me."
With that, he stands with his paws down his sides, resting them at his hips. You see a tiny glint of red in his sheath.
He has a red colour on and is holding its leash, presenting it to you.]
[[Put Oscar on the cross->Put Oscar on the cross]]
[[Put Oscar in the stockade]]]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Put Oscar on the cross")'s length >= 1)[[[The tiger-boy is on the cross. Punish his nutsack->Pick up the rubber ball-stick thingie]]
[[The tiger, Oscar, is on the cross. Flog him->Flog him]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Put Oscar in the stockade")'s length >= 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "OscarPurp")'s length <= 0)[[[Oscar is in the stockade, his rump red. Go beat it purple->OscarPurp]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "OscarPurp")'s length >= 1)[Oscar is still in the stockade, his rumpfur a delicious shade of purple. He notices you and gives you a smile and a mewl of masochism, egging you on to punish him some more, but you are done with the boy.]
[[You have no wish to play with this subby feline. Leave->B]](if:(history: where its name contains "FoxAss")'s length <= 0)[ (if:(history: where its name contains "Claim the fox girl's virginities gently")'s length <= 0)[ (if:(history: where its name contains "Force Annica to clean your blood-stained member and leave")'s length <= 0)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Tie the german shepherd to the cross and have some fun with her")'s length <= 0)[(if:visits <= 1)[You head to the crimson door with the black letter 4 painted on it. The gimp gives a huff and follows, stopping you before you head through.
"Lucky kid, the fox girl is a virgin. You get to claim her ass, mouth and throat and be as rough as you want about it. Got any idea how expensive that would be?"
The gimp huffs again and steps back, his red-tinted gaze intensely dissaproving, or maybe jealous.
You open the door and a short corridor is revealed. It ends in another door and you struggle with its weight, noting that it is several inches thick.
Inside, the floor is made of glossy, black hardwood, with crimson walls that are adorned with opulent oil paintings that go almost from floor to celing, with spotlights illuminating raunchy and explicit encounters between girlcubs and adults, men and women alike. Some of them are more classic, like something out of a reneccaince museum, others are modern, with sharp and bold lines and colours. Spurting cocks in all orifices, bloody deflorations and cubs that cry in ecstary or pain, depending on the painting.
In front of you stands one of the two girls you are here to play around with. The six year old fox looks very shy and is shaking a little. She's staring at you with frightened brown eyes, her paws covering her naked crotch, chest as flat as an ironing board.
Your eyes scan the room, and you note a king-sized bed in the corner fitted with crimson sheets and pillows. Near the center is a stockade as well as a rape rack and at the back wall is a saint Andrew's cross. There's a shelf full of bondage and SM gear on the wall to your right and you grin lewdly at the thought of the little girl standing there and the implements you might use on her.
You hear the door open, and a german shepherd girl brushes past you, to stand besides the little fox girl who is barely at your crotch level. The older cub has budding small breasts, and her pussy has a bit of a cunt cleavage. The fur there has been shaved down in a one-inch radius. As she goes past you, your nose picks up the smell of expensive shampoo.
The fox looks up at the older girl and grabs her paw firmly, tremoring slightly, the canine gives the younger girl a reassuring smile and then turns her attention to you, her green eyes slightly worried.]
(if:visits >= 2)[You head into the room where the six-year-old fox and the ten-year-old german shepherd are waiting for you. Both girls stare intently at you, holding paws in a cute fashion.]
[[Claim the fox girl's virginities gently]]
[[Put the fox girl in the stockade and claim her roughly]]
[[Tie the german shepherd to the cross and have some fun with her]]
[[These girls do not interest you, head back to the Black Room->B]]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Force Annica to clean your blood-stained member and leave")'s length >= 1)[You return to the room where the fox girl is still held in the stockade. The german shepherd is standing idly, still wearing the strap-on.
The only thing remaining to do is to claim the fox's virgin ass.
[[Rape that ass->FoxAss]]
[[Leave->B]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "FoxAss")'s length >= 1)[Your victims are gone, the room is empty, no evidence of your sordic actions other than some blood on the floor at the stockade
[[Leave->B]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Tie the german shepherd to the cross and have some fun with her")'s length <= 0)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Claim the fox girl's virginities gently")'s length >= 1)[You already had your fun with Annica, now it's time to play with the german shepherd.
[[Tie the canine to the cross->Tie the german shepherd to the cross and have some fun with her]]
[[The canine doesn't interest you. Leave->B]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Tie the german shepherd to the cross and have some fun with her")'s length >= 1)[[[Sabrina is on the cross, awaiting your sordid ministrations->Sab2]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "FoxAss")'s length >= 1)[[[No one is here. The only evidence of your sordid acts is some blood on the floor at the stockade. Leave->B]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "B")'s length <= 2)[You head for the crimson door with the black number 5 on it. You try the handle and it won't budge.
Somewhat confused, you push down harder, but the handle is fully immobile. It seems the door is locked.
"Sorry about that," the gimp says, "it seems like he isn't quite ready for you. Maybe later."]
(if:(history: where its name contains "B")'s length >= 3)[You try the handle of the crimson door with the black number 5 and it opens easily, revealing a short corridor.
[[Go and see Percival->Percy]]]
[[Check the other rooms->B]](if:(history: where its name contains "WH")'s length <= 0)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Cast")'s length <= 0)[You decide to enter door number 6 where your guide Sepf resides. You step through it and enter a short corridor that is blocked by another door. Opening it requires some muscle, and you are somewhat confused as to how the cub could open it, as it swings open and reveals itself to be a couple inches thick, insulated for sound proofing you guess.
The cub is standing close to the door, looking awkward, one paw scratching the opposite arm.
His fur is light grey going into light blue and his eyes, while most of the time are downcast in a demure fashion, occasionally glance up and reveal brown orbs looking slightly frightened and with consternation at you.
His grey-blue fur is crisscrossed with scars around his upper arms and on the outside of his thighs. Your uncle mentioned breaking him in, and you wonder how many of the scars are his handiwork. The nine-year-old's headfur is somewhat long, for a boy, and jet black, tufting up in a mess. One ear is black at its tip and both ears have white fur on the inside.
As you step close, you take a look at his package, which is embedded in a sea of soft-looking white fur that contrasts nicely with the rest of his coat. He has a small sheath and a couple of dangling nuts that look too small to produce any semen yet.
His features are canine in origin, some kind of mutt mixture between breeds or species. The gimp called him a "folf" and you guess he's a mixture between wolf and fox, though he's definitely to the effeminate side. His frame is thin and almost frail to look at.
The cub's bushy tail almost reaches the ground and you don't see it rising up as you approach, quite the contrary, as it furls up underneath and he reaches with his paws to grab it, cradling it against himself.
You feel an urge to violate him further, that little faggot.
(link:"Take a look around the room")[Your guide took your attention away as you studied him, but now you take the time to look around. The room is coloured black through and through. Black leather on the walls, black perforated rectangles for the ceiling and a hard, blackwood floor underneath that is heated nicely, the warmth travelling up your footpaws. Small spots act as light fixtures, and the room is both well illuminated while also feeling gloomy.
There is a wooden horse contraption, a saint Andrew's cross and a king size bed in the corner that is fitted with crimson sheets. Over on the right side wall is a rack where an array of toys have been hung. Some in straps, others lying on flat steel hooks that sprout out from the rack. You notice dildos and plugs, whips and paddles, electrical bdsm equipment and more.
Since you've already filled this bitch's tailhole with your cum and shat into his mouth, you decide on some more //impactful// actions going forward
[[Check out the wooden horse]]
[[Tie the cub to the cross]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "WH")'s length >= 1)[[[The room is filled with Sepf's vocalizations, go check him out->WH2]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Cast")'s length >= 1)[[[You head for the cross and the castrated cub->BadEnd]]]
[[This boy doesn't interest you. Leave->B]]]You go over to the door bearing the number 8 and head through it, the gimp following along. It opens into a corridor some 10 yards in length, where another door leads to your victim.
The door is heavy. Heavy enough that you have to push with your shoulder to get it open, and its hinges protest without a noise as you push it inch by inch before you can walk through. It's very thick, made of sheet metal, ostensibly isolated for soundproofing.
The first thing you see is a naked, male, wolf cub hanging by his paws, which are strapped and connected to a chain that is suspended from the ceiling. His toes are just barely touching the floor and you can see him squirming. The cub is smaller than you, but fairly stocky for being a ten-year-old. His headfur is a reddish-coloured mess and his tail is curled inwards, under his body to protect his exposed crotch, revealing an underside that is coloured red the same as his headfur. He's currently wearing a leather blindfold that's coloured black, muzzle stuffed by a large, black ballgag.
The room itself is not big, the walls are covered with black leather or maybe some synthetic material, for sound insulation you think. Along the wall to your left is a long shelf with an array of cruel torture devices that you recognise from some of the rougher vids you've seen on Kinkbunny, including spiked chastity cages, spiked dildos, spiked collars, spiked brass knuckles.
A whole lot of spikes really! You grin half-drunkenly at the thought.
There's also an array of percussive implements, paddles and whips of both the coiled leather kind and the cat-o-nine-tails with lead-pieces at the ends. Some of the paddles are wooden with or without air-holes, others are made of leather with cruel-looking stainless-steel studs pierced through.
(link:"The gimp retrieves something from the bottom of the shelf")[The leather clad man waddles over and rummages around, giving a grunt of approval, and returns with a leather hood that is shaped like a demon, with bestial features and spiked horns on the top. In his other paw is a video camera of some brand you don't recognize.
"Gonna record this. Premium members pay big bucks for the first breaking of a willful cub," he says, holding out the demonic leather hood for you to put on to protect your identity. Then he speaks out in that dispassionate tone: "Once again, you need to get very rough and brutal with this one, no holding back."
[[Accept the hood]]
[[This is too much for you. Leave->B]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "ShadowFuck")'s length is 0)[You head through the crimson door with the black number 9 on it, passing through a corridor and opening a heavy door that reveals a room that is neither big nor small.
It features an array of manacles and chains at the black, leather-coated wall to the back, a set of shelvings with various bondage and bdsm gear to your right, and a king size bed to your left.
On the crimson covers of the king size bed is a cub you remember from the Kinkbunny Extra magazine, Shadow, who is now a couple of years older than when the pictures were taken, and who is on his knees and elbows, lewdly swaying his naked rump that faces you, his neck cranked and blue eyes staring over his tufty tail with a lusty glance.
The tips of his black-furred ears, as well as his fingers and toes and the center of his chest are coloured white, the rest of his coat is shining black.
"Hi, mister!" He says in his young voice, the seven-year-old sounding excited at your presence, "Are you gonna stick it in me? Please go hard, mister, please!!"
What a raunchy kid!
[[Grab a couple of animal dildos, some lube, and have some fun with him on the bed->ShadowFuck]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "ShadowFuck")'s length is 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "DogHorse")'s length <= 0)[The wolf cub shadow is on the bed, waiting for you to use some animal toys on him.
[[Fetch the toys and ram him good with them->DogHorse]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "DogHorse")'s length is 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "ShadowFist")'s length <= 1)[You enter the room and the seven-year-old wolfcub Shadow is still on the bed with the massive horse dildo hanging out of his ass.
He loves it rough, but seeing him like this draws out something even rougher inside your mind. You wish to fist him and prolapse his sorry boycunt.
[[Fist him and make him scream->ShadowFist]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "ShadowFist")'s length is 1)[The cub is still rolling around like a maggot. He has traversed the room with a trail of blood and viscera following his way. You can't use him for anything.]
[[This little slut doesn't interest you. Leave->B]]Your body drops to the floor, knees impacting the laminate with soft thuds.
"Please sir, paddle and whip my butt!" You say the words with as much conviction as you can, feeling your member throb against the kimono as you debase yourself.
"Loose the kimono and come over to the stockade" Dominic says, and you quickly get to your feet and throw off the kimono, heading over to be fastened.
He straps you in and you feel your breathing getting quicker as it happens, really feeling exposed and vulnerable as the much bigger man makes sure there is no escape. You test the leather-clad wood that keep you tight, and it is not budging. Your knees and lower legs are resting on soft padding as well, straps holding behind your knees and your ankles, spread out in a Y you are very exposed and feel the breath catching in your throat, even as your member hardens from the thoughts of what might happen.
"You will be allowed a safeword, ratling. If you say "Red" I will stop."
With that, the rottweiler heads over to the shelving and returns with a wooden paddle that has holes drilled through it.
(link:"He paddles you")[You whine out as the paddle impacts your bottom. The smack is loud and the sting is significant. He hits you again and you moan out louder, really feeling the pain now.
He paddles you methodically, slow and precise strikes that leave you gasping and hurting. He doesn't keep a rhytm, letting each strike be a surprise as you cannot see what happens. Sometimes you tense up, only for him to laugh cruelly, striking when you finally take a deep breath, causing you to shudder and cry out as the surprising pain impacts your butt.
This goes on for a while, and you feel a flush on your face, both from the pain of the paddle as well as from the alcohol you have consumed. Your member has gone down a little, and the rottweiler takes a pause you rummage with your shaft.
As you get a little hard again, he harks up a glob of spit and ostensibly coats his fingers, which you feel as he roughly crams two digits up your tailhole.
Your naked tail dances around as your sensitive anus is penetrated, and you moan out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
(link:"He fingers you roughly")[The rottweiler keeps on fingering you, jabbing two digits deep inside your ass, causing you to clench from the stiff insertion, writhing and grunting, moaning out as he curls them and pokes at your prostate.
Then, he pulls out and grabs you member again, which is now fully hard, and give it some nice squeezes and you feel lust clouding your mind again.
(link:"He whips you")[He steps away and you are panting and taking shallow breaths, tail dancing from side to side in anticipation of what comes next.
Suddenly, a fiery lash impacts your buttocks and you cry out in true pain as a line of fire is drawn across them.
He hits you again with what you guess is a whip, and you cry out, feeling tears welling in your eyes.
(link:"He whips you harshly")[The whip hits your bottom again, then again, you are crying out every time. Then a fresh and fiery line is drawn across your lower back, then your middle back, then down again, before he impacts your bottom
(link:"Grunt, and bear the pain")[You grunt out at every strike, feeling as if your bottom is close to bleeding, the harsh lashings causing you to cry out freely, your headfur is matted by the tears. However, you resist the urge to tell him to stop and take the pain like a proper man.
Or a masochist.
Regardless, he gives you ten more hard lashes before he lets off, throwing the whip to clatter on the laminate flooring, and you tense up and moan as his paws grab your bottom and squeeze your buttocks softly, his touch painful and soothing at the same time.
[["Good boy, I'll let you cum now!"->DOMCUM]]]]]]
[["Red!"->Stop]]
]You feel the heat of the moment causing you to blush as you get down on your knees and beg for him to punish your cock and balls.
Dominic is looking at you with scorn, but then he gives a little smirk.
"Get on your feet, ratling, take off the kimono and head to the saint Andrew's cross.
You obey and he proceeds to strap you in, leaving you utterly vulnerable and exposed in an X position. Somewhat anxiously, you test the straps that are keeping you there, and find the material doesn't budge at all.
You are helpless.
(link:"Dominic procures a riding crop")[The rottweiler goes over to the shelving and returns with a riding crop, which he slaps against his palm. It's a foot long, with a narrow leather strap for impacts. As he gets closer he tells you that you can stop the action by using the safeword "red".
He gets near and you tense up, then cry out sharply as he slaps your hard cock directly on the head. The sting is immense and you wonder if you are in over your head.
(link:"He whips your cock")[The riding crop impacts your cockhead several times and you cry out each time, your sensitive member stinging from the impacts.
Then he works the shaft, smacking it from side to side, then the cockhead again.
You writhe in pain, your pleasure organ being punished in ways you hadn't thought possible as the stings get deeper and you feel residual burns even when he's not using the crop on you. He keeps his rhytm staggered, occasionally threatening a smack and not following through, sometimes hitting your thighs instead, keeping you on edge.
Not really liking the pain, your member begins to retreat a little.
(link:"He slaps your nutsack")[The riding crop turns your softening member a shade of pink and then Dominic suddenly lets it go and slaps your nutsack with a sound that reverbrates inside the room and causes your body to shudder.
You gasp out as the slap impacts your sensitive pouch, feeling the impact travelling up through your body, causing your stomach to clench, and the breath to sieze in your throat.
He slap you again, and the pain just increases, as well as the shock.
(link:"Recieve hard slappings")[Despite the pain, your member hardens up, and the rottweiler keeps slapping your nutsack, both slapping upwards, slapping downwards and from side to side.
It's when he does it from side to side you shudder and cry out sharply, the directions causing your stones to impact each other painfully, and you are tensing up and shivering from it all.
(link:"He punches your balls")[You squeal out shrilly as he grabs your pouch and pulls it down, the skin stretching painfully, a deep pain emanating from within as the plumbing inside is rummaged with.
Then, he punches you once. It's precise, it's hard and it emits a meaty smack.
You feel pain blossoming and travelling up your body like an elevator going at mach 2, all the way to your brain and then down, then up again. A loud cry of pain comes from your lungs and your head cranks backwards as you shout out in agony from the hard punch to your helpless stones. You sob out, feeling tears running from the deep pain, and look down again, seeing that Dominic has his massive paw clenched, ready for another punch. His eyes are cruelly searching yours for something.
[[Grit your teeth->ballcum]]]]]]
[["Red!"->Stop]]]You take the leash out of the tiger boy's paws and lead him over to the stockade, fastening him there. It's a modern variety, with leather padding for his neck, wrists and for his knees to rest on.
Once set there, you make sure to stay behind him, not letting him see what will happen.
His rump is quite beautiful, the fur there really standing out, a couple inches shaved off around his tailhole which is slightly puffy.
You can't resist and lean in to give it a nice lick, causing him to gasp in pleasure. He tastes of slight musk and floral soap, and you give him a quick rimjob to satiate your lust for his hole.
(link:"Stick a plug up his butt and paddle him")[You stop your rimjob quickly, wanting to punish this needy boy who's whining in pleasure from your tongue action.
The stockade is positioned so that he cannot see what is happening.
You find a nice rubber buttplug that is slightly smaller than your fist, certain this slut can take it, and you lube it up, picking up a wooden paddle in your other paw.
Returning to the young teen, you can see his neck cranking to see what's up, but the stockade is in the way, and he is breathing rapidly in anticipation of whatever you might come up with.
You begin by pushing the buttplug roughly against his spit-slicked tailhole, and his tail curls up and then bushes out as you try to cram the rubber in hard.
He groans out in pain from the stretch, and you feel quite a bit of resistance, which you power through, plunging the plug inside with a satisfying squelsh and an even more satisfying cry of pain from the tiger.
You tug at the plug, and it is //firmly// inserted, his ringstar bulging as you pull at it, and you let it rest, the cub breathing deeply to try to cope with the painful insertion.
Underneath, though, his member is fully hard and dribbling precum.
(link:"Paddle him")[Getting ready to swing, you let the second tick by, enjoying his vocalizations and how his tailhole is clenching and his tail is puffing out. The intense stretch is obviously testing his limits and you give him those moments to accomodate, before you swing the paddle.
It impacts his buttocks with a loud smack, and he cries out, his pucker clenching tightly, the paddling causing him to tense up and intensifying the sensation of the big plug you surmise.
Grinning lewdly, you begin to paddle him properly, slow and hard strikes, making sure to impact his buttocks from above and beneath and precisely from the back, quickly turning them pink.
He's crying out in pain, squirming in his bondage, and it eggs you on to strike harder still, rocking his body as the weight of the wooden paddle impacts his backside. The paddle also hits the base of the buttplug, and his cries of pain are occasionally intersected with moans of pleasure, his member swaying and dribbling more and more seminal fluids.
[[Beat him purple->OscarPurp]]
[[He has had enough. Leave->B]]]]
You lead the tiger boy by the leash over to the cross. He's almost as tall as you, but he's following willingly and assisting in letting himself be strapped in.
Now, his legs and his arms are spread in an X and the front of his body is wide open to your ministrations. Oscar's golden eyes are husky with lust and his barbed member is poking out of his sheath.
(link:"Give him a rough pawjob")[Wanting to rile him up, you decide to grab at his member in a tight grip, letting your digits squish his barbs, not nearly enough precum or moisture there for this to be a pleasant experience.
Oscar hisses and writhes in his bondage, but is powerless to stop you, as you grope him roughly, inserting a finger into his sheath and rummaging around, other paw fondling and grabbing his nutsack, squeezing the stones within. You are using quite a bit of force, really letting your dry fingers molest and agitate his member until it has a nice red colour, but the tiger doesn't do anything more than grunt and moan slightly, his dick rising to full attention.
You let go and then take off your kimono, getting ready for some more substantial action, the tiger watching you with half-lidded eyes, breathing heavily.
Walking over to the shelving, you notice several items that are interesting, including a leather flogger and an interesting rubber ball that is mounted on a plastic stick.
[[Flog him]]
[[Pick up the rubber ball-stick thingie]]]
[[You tire of toying with this boy, leave->B]]You grab the hood and pull it on with a bit of effort, the gimp assisting in zipping up the back, mindful of not catching any of your headfur between the steel teeth.
There are eye-holes that wide enough so that the hood doesn't impair your vision much, and you turn your gaze to the helpless cub.
"It's recording now. You can start by taking off his blindfold and the gag. Careful though, he's a biter."
(link:"Showtime")[You would normally be put off by being recorded, but the alcohol in your system and the mask pulls out a bit of a performer you didn't know you had inside. Taking slow steps, you circle the cub, who jerks his head at the sounds of your footsteps as you walk on the black-tiled floor of the room.
You trail a paw across his grey-furred stomach, and he squirms at your touch. Then, you get around him and release the buckle that holds the gag in place. You can hear him try to spit it out, but it's too big to be removed without force. Walking around, you pull off the blindfold and cast it to the side, sensing your long and naked tail swishing excitedly from side to side in anticipation of what you are going to put this boy through.
The wolf's eyes are coloured red, much like your white-furred cousins, and they are staring at you with frightened fury, taking in your demonic visage as you grab the strap of the ballgag and yank it out roughly, spatters of saliva following in its wake as he works his aching jaw a little and lick his chapped lips.
The skin underneath his eyes has been tattoed with two bright-red lines that frame the sockets.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing, you creeps?" He shouts, voice slightly hoarse and barely quivering despite the appearance of two leather-hooded men standing in front of his bondaged body.
"What are you filming me for, you sicko?" He demands angrily, shifting his gaze to the gimp who's moving up to capture his reactions.
The cub then looks at you and spits on your mask, luckily not getting any into the eye-holes.
(link:"Grab his throat")[You step in and grab his throat tightly, causing him to sputter and choke.
"We are gonna have some fun with you, puppy," you say darkly, leaning your leather-covered head closely, locking your gaze with his.
He spits again, this time a few droplets hit your eyes, causing you to flinch, let go and step back, which proves lucky, as he kicks out, trying to hit your stones, but impacting your inner thigh instead.
"Fuck you, psycho! Let me go!" The wolfcub shouts, voice hoarse from the choking.
(link:"Punch him in the stomach")[Enraged, you snarl and step in, landing a devastating gutbuster that causes him to sputter and spew out spit and throatslime as he heaves for breaths that his lungs aren't providing. You give him another one for good measure and step back, paws on your hips, taking in the sight of the gasping cub.
It takes him almost half a minute to get his bearings, and he's just right back at it.
"Feels good punching a defenceless kid, does it? Fucking creep! Let me go, fight me like a man, I've beaten up punks bigger than you!"
[[Your blood boils at the challenge, set him free and dominate him in a fight->CyberFight]]
[[Pffffffffffft->Use him as a punching bag]]
]]]You can barely contain your laughter at his bluster and you step in and land another gutpunch, though he manages to rotate his body a little, not having nearly as much air punched out of him. Still, he's stunned enough for you to insert the ballgag into his mouth and tighten it, despite him shaking his head fervently to avoid it.
(link:"Use him as a punching bag")[You want to put your training into use and give the cub a nice beating with your fists. Then you look at his legs, which are dangling as he's still writhing from the gutpunch, considering the risk of an errant kick from the feisty boy.
"Got anything to tie his legs up?" You ask the gimp, who wordlessly points towards the shelf, where a couple of so-called spreader bars are hung on the display.
Grabbing the longer one, you get back to the cub. You throw your head at the gimp, letting him know you'll need some help, and he puts the camera down on the floor, unfurling a small tripod and angling the lens so that it will capture the action.
Then, the leather clad man moves in and grabs one of the wolf cub's legs and you move to the other one.
"Uk Uuu!" the boy shouts through the thick gag, kicking out with his other leg several times, and you just barely manage to catch it and hook it with your elbow. He struggles a lot and it is going to be very difficult to strap his leg into the spreader bar.
(link:"Let go of the gear and punch his nuts")[Growling, angry at his defiance, you let the spreader bar drop to the floor and use your now free paw to deliver a vicious punch to his nutsack.
"Do it again," the gimp says, moving a little, turning the cub's body, mindful of the camera, and you oblige, punching the grey-furred orbs twice more.
The wolf shudders and gasps in pain, crying out in a thin voice as the pain from your punches impacts his testicles.
(link:"Threaten more punches unless he calms down")["I'll give you 20 punches more and let this dude do the same unless you calm down and let me put this on your feet!" You say as you lean in, staring him down through the eyeholes of your mask.
He's still whimpering and moaning in pain through the ballgag in his mouth, tail curled up to cradle the sensitive orbs, but his red-coloured eyes shoot open and he gazes at you in a mixture of anger and resentment.
"Nroooo mrooooo!" He tries to say.
You chamber your arm back for another punch.
"One more, you say?"
He shakes his head, whole body cringing in anticipation of more punches.
"You gonna be a good boy?"
He stares at you for a few seconds, and you make out to deliver another punch and then he nods quickly.
"Good. I won't punch you there again," you promise, hoping to calm him down further.
He doesn't resist as you fasten the spreader bar to his ankles, and he is now fully open and exposed for whatever you may want to do, his eyes following you anxiously.
(link:"Beat him up")[The gimp stands back and picks up the camera again, moving to the opposite side, getting a good angle for what comes next.
Something about this naked and defenceless cub makes all kinds of fireworks blow up inside your mind, and your cock surges to attention, poking against your kimono. You undo its belt and throw it off, revealing your uncut member spasming in arousal.
The leather clad man makes sure to capture its throbbing.
Then, you move forward, and teasingly let your paws rummage across the soft fur of the boy, moving down and cupping his aching nutsack, which causes him to groan out in pain, toying a little with his flaccid sheath, pinching his nipples softly.
You walk around and caress his back from his neck all the way down to the base of his tail, causing him to shudder from your unwelcome touch.
You do it again, just to mess with him. Then you lean in and whisper into his ears.
"You will be begging for me to rape you instead of all this," you hiss and he shakes his head futilely.
You walk around him again, loosening your limbs a little, putting your palms together and rotating your wrists, getting warmed up before the main event.
Then, without a warning, you punch out a quick jab that catches him right in the solar plexus.
(link:"Work his body")[Your jab is unexpected, and hits a very vulnerable area, but you are holding back, and your knuckles make more of a slap than a smack as they sink into his soft fur. Your feet dance on their own accord, switching from classic stance to southpaw and back again, and you begin jabbing at his center, impacting his pectorals, his stomach, underneath his ribs, working his body up and down..
Each time your paws impact, slaps sound out and the cub grunts around the ballgag. He's got tears in his eyes from the pain, but he's still managing to cope it seems, his stomach muscles fully hard from all his clenching.
"Can we lift him higher?" You ask, as your jabs have to be thrown somewhat downwards due to the height difference.
The gimp grunts and walks over to the wall opposite the shelving, activating a switch there, and the wolfcub is lifted up, mewling as his shoulders and arms are forced to take all his weight, footpaws more than fifteen inches above the ground.
"Perfect!" You say the words in a huff, having worked up a bit of a sweat from the jab excersize. Your cock is still rock hard and dribbling a little, your mind a slurry of lustful emotions of dominance and cruelty.
(link:"Treat him as a heavy bag")[Feeling sufficienty warmed up, you decide to work him like a heavy bag, and you step in with a powerful left hook that impacts his liver.
That got his attention! The cub wheezes and gurgles as his body contracts, his hips bending as he tries to hunch up. You step to the side and unleash a right-paw hook that impacts his kidney there, rocking him, causing him to sway and the chain to rattle. He tries to bend his body to that side in a futile attempt to alleviate the pain and you step in with a powerful uppercut against his stomach, then another, then another.
The cub mewls and cries and gasps as your hard punches impact his body from this side or that, never knowing what you'll do, swinging helplessly. Heavy jabs, overhands, hooks and haymakers impact his stomach, his sides, his chest.
You notice drool spattering from his gag as his empty stomach heaves from the deep impacts. Sweat begins to pour down your eyes and you feel your arousal subsiding from the excersize, so you decide to take a step back and try something else.
Sensing a pause, the cub is gasping for air, sobbing in pain, tears running down his face and matting his headfur. His footpaws dangle weakly and he's swaying gently from side to side. Thick strands of drool hang down and spatter against the black-tiled floor from his gagged muzzle.
(link:"Punch him once again in the nuts despite promising otherwise")[As a finishing touch, you pull back for one final, cruel blow, and let your fist impact his gonads with as much force as you are capable to produce.
Cyber's voice is stilled for a dozen seconds as he hyperventilates his way through the immense pain, and then he wails out, complaining that you promised not to, angry and hurt tears falling from his eyes.
You just smirk. This little shit doesn't deserve an honest break!]
[[Whip him bloody]]
[[The studded paddle looked interesting, use it on his backside]]]]]]]]For a few moments, you take in the sight of the beaten cub, how blue and black bruising is starting to appear all across his upper body and his stomach. You notice an indentation where his ribs end on the right side of his body and step close and push your paw against it.
The wolfcub screams out in pain, you were right, you broke one or two of his ribs.
Satisfied with your cruel touch, you step back again and then turn to the shelving, looking for something to whip him with.
For a second, you consider the bullwhip, which you know would be devastating, however, you have never used one before and know it takes a bit of skill to work it properly.
Instead, you pick the cat-o-nine-tails with the lead-pieces at the ends of the leather strings and pick it up. The dull-coloured metal makes the implement feel heavy in your grasp and you let it woosh through the air several times, getting a feel for how it handles.
"You should blindfold him," the gimp says, "even though shots of his eyes would be great, his pain from the unknown will be greater."
Your half-drunken mind and your cruel arousal causes you to nod in agreement, and you put the whip down, pick up the blindfold, and put it over the cub's head and fasten it. He's staring at you and shaking his head in protest, but it seems your beating has made him weaker, and his struggling is easily overcome.
(link:"Whip his back")[You pick up the nine-tailed whip and step close to the cub. He's shivering, moving his head, trying to shift his body in anticipation of what might happen.
With a loud growl, you strike at him, dull and wet smacks echoing in the room as the lead-pieces dig into the fur and the skin on his back, opening three gashes on the first strike.
You strike again, changing the angle a little, and more gashes open up, the wolfcub crying and shuddering from the intense pain.
You step in and deliver an overhand strike that impacts his shoulders and shoulderblades on his left side, then on his right side. He's screaming through his gag, protests emitting in a pitiful and high-pitched voice as you strike downwards again, letting the lead-pieces dig into the area between his shoulder blades.
(link:"Flay the skin off his back")[Feeling hot and bothered, sweating, surging with arousal, you let loose, stepping from side to side, letting the whip impact him again and again, causing more and more skin to be flayed off, fur to be shaved off in grey tatters that fall to the ground in bloody clumps. His screams break, his voice turns fully hoarse, throat trying to emit sounds that it is too damaged to voice out. He is shuddering from the pain, almost having a seizure.
When you think he's had enough, his back is a crisscross of loose-hanging skin, blood and reddened fur and flesh. Blood is dripping onto the black tiles with loud spatters, some of it even impacting your legs, staining your fur there with his sanguine fluids.
You are huffing from the excertion and from arousal, feeling flushed, but your dark desires are satiated for now. You step around the cub and lean in, grabbing his throat harshly.
"When I come back, you'll beg for me to rape you!"
He barely seems to hear you, but you hear him mutter something that almost sounds like a protest, and he shakes his head from side to side.
You move to the exit. There, you find a table with a packet of disposable wipes, and you clean off the blood from your legs and dab underneath your armpits and wipe your sweaty forehead after removing the demonic mask.
The gimp comes over and hands you a fresh towel, and your matted headfur is wiped down. Putting on the kimono, you leave the room, giving the shuddering and bleeding wolf boy one last look, a cruel smile tugging at your lips.
[[Leave->B]]] ]You look at the wolfcub and laugh savagely as you take in the sight of all the bruises that are sprouting like mushrooms in a forest. He's mottled with them, obviously in great pain, taking in shuddering breaths, your beating making each intake of air a most excrusiating experience it would seem.
Your mind goes to the shelving, and that interesting studded paddle, and you walk over to retrieve it.
"You should strap up his tail first, to expose his buttocks," the gimp suggests, and you grin cruelly at the idea.
Getting a strap and a collar, you move over to the cub, fastening the collar first. He's trying to squirm, but only manages to get his body to sway from side to side, the chain clinking a little in the process. Then, you tug harshly at his tail and fasten the strap onto it, lifting it up, and using a snap-buckle to connect it to the collar.
Now, his tail, which is coated in red fur on the underside, is lifted fully, revealing his taut buttocks.
(link:"Smack him with your paw")[You step in and give his left buttock a hard smack, then another. He tenses up and cries in pain, then emits a louder cry as you smack his other buttock. You give him a proper spanking, until your paws feel the sting and then you move over to the shelving to pick up the studded leather paddle.
The tool is made of //thick// leather, wider than the span of your paw, pierced through with harsh studs that end in dull points. Its weight is hefty, and you imagine the force it can generate will be enough to pierce through skin after a couple of strikes.
(link:"Paddle him bloody")[You let him watch your approach, letting him see you try out the paddle on your own paw, unwittingly hitting yourself too hard and flinching from the pain of the many steel spikes digging into your sensitive palm.
This only causes the boy to cringe even more, and his red-coloured and teary eyes are wide with fear as you approach.
"Once I'm done with you, runt, you'll be begging for me to rape you instead of continuing!"
Your threat has a noticeable effect on him, even if he shakes his head in protest at your words.
You pull your arm back and hit him with a //savage// blow, putting all your strength into it. He cries out sharply as multiple small puncture wounds split the skin on his bottom, and then more shrilly as you let him have another hard blow.
Feeling empowered by his screaming, you let loose, and strike from different angles. Less hard than before, but still more than hard enough for the cub to shudder and convulse at every impact.
You take a step back, taking a breather from hauling the massive and heavy paddle, and notice that almost all the studs are coloured red. The skin on his buttocks is punctured in dozens of places and blood is oozing out and dribbling to the floor with loud spatters.
You step in, and deliver ten more harsh blows, counting them out loud, first on one buttcheek, then the other. When you are finished, the skin there is a mess of bloody punctures, some wounds bigger and deeper from multiple impacts, grey fur matted and pressed into. His backside looks almost like a piece of meat that has been impacted by a meat hammer.
Feeling a bit lightheaded from the excerise, you move to the exit after you have put the bloodied paddle back on the shelf. There's a table with a packet of disposable wipes there, and you pat off errant bits of blood that coat almost the entire front of your body.
"Missed something," the gimp says, having stepped up, and he dabs you on the snout of your mask and then under your chin.
You retrieve your kimono and put it on and move to leave, giving the naked and tremoring cub one last look. The gimp has blindfolded him again, and you take off your mask, which is wet with sweat. The leather-clad man hands your a towel, and you wipe your headfur dry, before exiting the room.
[[Leave->B]]]]You grab the flogger and wave it around menacingly, Oscar licking his lips in anticipation.
The flogged consists of a short handle that sprouts numerous leather straps that are black. You try it on your paw and it gives a nice smack and stings a little, you imagine multiple hits by this implement will end up stinging a lot.
Feeling a bit hazy and quite lusty, your member throbs a little as you return to the cub. He's watching you with a healthy blush on his cheeks and his barbed erection is fully out.
(link:"Start by flogging his needy dick")[You strike down, the multiple leather straps smacking against his precum-oozing dick. He mewls out, and you strike again. Giving him several more strikes, the cub writhes the best he can, moaning lewdly from the pain.
You then smack him on his inner thighs, and then let the flogger dance across his stomach and chest. Slowly, but surely, his skin turns a bright shade of pink from all the impacts. He moans and squeals and gets louder as the flogging continues, member spasming, and you return to smacking his erection, occasionally letting an underhand strike impact his nutsack.
All the while, you are feeling lusty and bothered, slightly hazy from the alcohol you have consumed, and you strike harder and harder, causing the tiger boy to moan louder and more shrilly, the pain less of the pleasureable kind and now more intense.
You feel a sweat working up, headfur feeling damp, the tiger is the same, as his writhing and tensing up from all the strikes is a workout of its own.
By the time you feel satisfied, his member is still achingly hard, and so are yours, both of you panting and huffing, sharing a look of mutual satisfaction.
(link:"Put a couple of clamps on his nipples and leave")[You feel like you have all the time in the world, and go over to the shelving, depositing the flogger there.
You pick up a couple of clamps that have steel springs, they look //quite// powerful and are hard to open as you test them out. You return with a devious look on your face, the tiger boy looking on a bit anxiouly, breathing heavily from the flogging you have just delivered.
Slowly, you make out to put the clamp on his right nipple, then pull it back, staring into his lusty, golden eyes, then you put it on and he mewls out like a girl.
You put on the other one and step back. The sight is lewd as heck, his stomach, chest and crotch and thighs are red from the intense flogging, and he is squirming and moaning from the intense pinch of the clamps.
"I'll be back to finish this!" You promise him, before you look around for a towel to pat the sweat off your fur. You find one in a compartment in the shelving, and wipe the sweat off, before you don your kimono and leave.
[[Leave->B]]]]You pick up the rubber-ball-plastic-stick thing and present it to the boy.
"What is this?" You ask.
"It's called a bonger, sir. Use it on my nutsack and smack the cum out of them please!"
His voice is needy and you go over to play, giving your palm a few trying smacks with the thing. The flexibility of the plastic means that the rubber ball has quite an oomph to it, but it's still light enough to not produce heavy damage.
Oscar's golden eyes are half-lidded with lust, and his member dribbles precum in anticipation of the ballbusting.
[[Use the bonger on his nutsack]]
[[On second thought, flog him instead->Flog him]]You and Oscar share a lewd look as you wave the bonger around, getting a feel for the flexibility of the plastic shaft, then you unexpectedly let it travel in an underhand strike that impact his nuts with a loud smack.
He gasps and moans, obviously loving the experience, and you begin a proper session, letting the rubber ball impact his nuts with some speed, the flexible shaft making it easy to get up to a high speed that smack-smack-smacks his sensitive orbs.
His moans grow louder and his cock is rock hard and oozing precum, and you get a feeling that you are getting close to having him cum hands-free.
(link:"Let off and squeeze his nutsack instead.")[You stop the smacking and grab his nutsack instead, squeezing fairly hard. He gasps and then emits a thin whine as you clench harder and harder, feeling his stones compressing in your grip. You begin to pulsate your grip, his moans and whines changing tune depending on how hard you are squeezing.
//Delightfull!//
You begin to feel a bit rowdy and squeeze harder and harder, really trying to crush his nuts, and he moans out and his cock spams, almost as if you might squeeze out the cum.
(link:"Use the bonger again")[You let go and smack his nuts with the bonger again, this time trying to impact from different directions, his pouch swaying from right to left and up and down from the directions of your strikes.
His moans are definitely getting desperate, the pain growing, but you don't stop just yet, putting more weight into the strikes, the rubber ball making meatier smacks as it impacts his nutsack harshly.
He begins to tremor and writhe hard in his bondage, causing the whole cross to rattle a little, and you sense he is getting close to his climax.
[[Deny him his pleasure]]
[[Let him cum]]]]Feeling devious, you stop the beating, and the boy cries out even louder.
"Please! Please, sir!" He mewls out, obviously wanting for you to continue.
However, you want to let him hang there, pleasure denied, throbbing member not allowed to emit his seed and you give him a smirk as you deposit the bonger on the shelving and put on your kimono.
"Hang in there!" You say teasingly, and leave.
[[Leave->B]]You allow the teenage tiger boy his pleasure and strike even harder and faster, gauging his reactions from how he writhes and tenses up and whines and moans.
It doesn't take long until his breathing gets very shallow and rapid and you strike hard and fast, smacksmacksmack, his nutsack dangling around like leaves in a storm.
He cries out loudly, and kittybatter sprays out in prodigious amounts, covering your stomach and your chest with his semen. You keep on smacking his nuts as he cums and his vocalizations get even more desperate.
(link:"Polish his sensitive member")[Feeling exceptionally devious, you reach for his spent member, and begin to rub your digits and paw against his sensitive cockhead and shaft.
The reaction is instantanious, he screams out in torment, writhing hard, moaning like a girl as you punish his softening dick with your touch. Your other paw keeps smacking his stones as you do so, and his body is rigid and spasming as the sensitivity of his genitals turns this into a form of torture.
You grin at his reaction and keep it up for a full minute, before you let off, and the tiger boy hangs his body on the cross limply, totally spent and worn out.
"That was evil!" He says, a smile tugging at his lips as he breathes heavily.
"And you loved it," you say with a playful grin, turning around to put the bonger in place on the shelving.
You find a packet of disposable wipes and clean yourself off of the considerable amount of tiger cum that is coating your fur. It takes a while until you feel ready to put on your kimono, and you blow Oscar an air kiss as you head for the exit.
"See ya later!" You say, and his golden eyes light up at the prospect of further play, his spent member twitching a little.
[[Leave->B]]]Dominic instantly ceases his punishment of you and locks you out of your bondage. He hauls your shaking body to its feet and then kneels and give you a firm hug.
His big body is enveloping you and you choke down a sob as you hug him back tightly, shivering from it all.
"Easy, boy, //easy//," he coos softly, stroking down your back.
You stand there for a while until you calm down, and he lets go and wipes your face for any moisture. He helps you don the kimono and you take several shuddering breaths, re-setting your mind, before you exit the room.
[[Leave->B]]You mewl out as he inserts two fingers up your butt again, slowly fingering you, while the other paw massages your whipped bottom in a soothing fashion that still sends lighting strikes of pain through your nerves there. He keep at it for a while, and your softened member hardens up from the anal stimulation.
Then, while still fingering you, he reaches under and begins to masturbate you in an efficient manner, fapping you to completion in less than thirty seconds. You cry out as you cum, ears splaying back from the humilation and the pain and the conflicting sensations of your body as well as inside your mind, rodent cum spattering underneath the stockade.
"Good boy," the rottweiler says and he softens his grip and milks you gently, keeping his fingers inside as you clench like mad while your orgasm courses through your body.
(link:"Aftercare")[Once you come down from your orgasm, moaning and huffing and whining, he lets off your dick and very slowly and gently pull his fingers out.
He walks around and the first thing you see through your teary eyes is his massive canine erection standing to full attention.
He then kneels down and begins to pet your muzzle and ruffle your headfur.
"You were a good and strong sub for me, ratling, //real// good, you can feel //real// proud of yourself," Dominic says in praise as he caresses your face and head while you are still stockaded. He wipes off the tears of pain gently, brushes your headfur some more, and then moves to let you free.
He helps you to get your shaky feet and then he gets on his knees and hugs you, big arms enveloping your smaller body, sharing his body heat and closeness with you. You embrace him, feeling like you are holding on for dear life, still shivering and feeling sore, though the pain is subsiding quickly.
Once you are calmed down, you let go, the rottweiler having never stopped embracing you tightly and he gives you a pleased smile.
You look at your backside, and you can see the red lines from the whip, but no blood or anything. Dominic is quite the pro, having pushed your limits without injuring you.
Wordlessly, you pick up your kimono and head over to the exit where there's a table with a packet of disposable wipes. Dominic tags along and insists on helping with cleaning your crotch from your emissions. He gives you a friendly ruffle on your head and then sends you off.
[[Leave->B]]]The rottweiler senses your desire to continue, and he punches you again. The pain blossoms all anew, and you feel a dull soreness emanating upwards, causing your stomach to clench tightly, your abdominal muscles standing out.
He beats your nuts slowly, keeping a firm squeeze on the orbs, impacting them with precise strength that causes you to shudder in agony while your cock is achingly hard and dribbling precum, each meaty-sounding punch causing a drop to ooze out.
He speeds up, and hits harder still, and your body is fully taut, pulling at the straps that are keeping you in place, throwing your head from side to side in arousal and agony. You feel something welling up, your nutsack trying in vain to tighten up, and suddenly feel aware of your impending climax.
Dominic senses it too, and removes the paw that is holding your nutsack in place, using it to masturbate your rock hard member instead. His punches feel much different now, there's more dangle to your sack, your stones flying from side to side, squeezing up against your body, his punches changing direction a little as he masturbates your efficiently.
You cry out in pain and pleasure as your climax crests like a wave and your uncut member spews out rope after rope of rodent cum, Dominic hitting you even harder as your arousal and orgasm lets you ride the extreme pain. The moment your cries of pain and pleasure turn desperate, he lets off the punching, instead slowly milking your cock, which keeps throbbing and oozing out pearly-white cum.
(link:"Aftercare")[The groans coming from you turn deep as your pleasure fades and the deep throbbing remains. Dominic goes over and opens a compartment and returns with a cooling pad, which he pulls at, snapping the thing inside that lets the chemical reaction begin. He steps in an pushes it against your stones and you emit a deep sigh as the coolness spreads on your busted balls.
His other paw softly caresses your chest and stomach, and he soon begins to unstrap your arms and legs, keeping the cooling pad pressed against your nutsack the whole time, changing to grip it with the other paw as he unstraps you.
Almost falling forward, shivering, his massive chest meets yours and he lets a paw wrap around you in a deep hug, while the soothing chill is applied to your aching stones.
"You did really good, ratling, //real// good!" The rottweiler praises you. "Especially for being a first-timer. I didn't think you could take so much, we'll make a proper masochist out of you yet!"
He keeps on the praise for a while, his big paw stroking down your back, and you feel like you are melting, even as the coolness of the pad calms your aches.
Eventually, you let go, feeling ready to move on, and Dominic wipes a tear off your face with a friendly smile, heading over to the exit with you, picking up your kimono and holding it ready while you clean off your crotch from your semen.
He gives your rump a smack after you have gotten dressed, and you cannot help but give him a lewd smirk as you exit the room, taking note of the hardness of his member.
[[Leave->B]]]"What's your name, foxie?" You ask the worried girl.
"A-Annica," she says shyly and somewhat frightened.
"Take your paws away from your crotch, Annica," you command harshly, and she almost meeps as she complies from your stern tone, letting you gaze at her underdeveloped slit.
You throw off your kimono, and you cock is already fully hard. Feeling a bit hazy from the alcohol you have consumed, and lusty from the viagras your uncle gave you a while ago, you feel the urgent need to ravish the girl.
"Get your mouth on my cock. Now!" Your voice comes out almost as a bark, and the girl stiffens in shock and then steps forward. You notice the german shepherd giving her paw a hard squeeze as she lets go and gets close.
"Don't be shy now, this is what you are meant for!" You say lewdly, grabbing your member and swaying it from side to side.
She steps close and leans in, giving your member a few cautious whiffs.
(link:"Grab her head and muzzlefuck her")["Open your mouth!" You command, and as soon she does so, you grab the back of her head and cram her down your meat.
She instantly glk's! Your member prodding at the back of her throat, and you push harder, showing your length deeper, causing her to gag and sputter.
"Useless whore, you're only good to serve as a cumdump for men like me!" You say in a cruel and harsh tone as you use her muzzle as a fleshlight, the girl not allowed any control. She sputters and gags and you soon hear her heave and stomach fluids gush up and spatter down on the hardwood flooring.
Not deterred, you cram down her clenching throat, fucking it with no remorse, cruelly taking in the sight of her tears as you abuse her mouth.
(link:"Cram it deep and keep it there")[You plunge your cock down and let it stay, enjoying the convulsions of her throat. She quickly becomes desperate for air, and her small paws batter at your own and at your arms, to no avail. You pull back an inch and cram it down again, squeezing her as hard against your crotch as possible, really enjoying the raunchy massage. Her cute, brown eyes stare at you through her tears, silently begging for mercy, but it will be a while before you show her that.
After a good half minute of denying her air, you let go, and she pulls off with a loud gasp and falls backwards, her little rump hitting the hard wood with a thud.
Behind her, the german shepherd cub is staring anxiously, green eyes taking in the scene.
(link:"Take her to the stockade")[You lean down and pull the fox girl up, switching your grip to her scruff and half-carry her towards the stockade. She's squirming, but far too small and weak to resist you.
You manhandle her into the bondage device and snap it shut, muttering threats to her in the process to ensure she doesn't take her paws out of their supposed resting places. The stockade is fitted for cubs and it closes snugly, leaving you to bind her legs as well on the padded surfaces of the device. Lastly, there's a leash with a strap, which you tie to her bushy tail, lifting it away from her rump to lie close to her back.
Now, she is spread open like a Y and you take in the sight of her cute little rump, her tiny asshole and her virgin slit.
[[Step in and claim her virginity->Step in and take her virginity]]]]]You ride her muzzle for a while, sensing your climax approaching, and decide to pull off and take her to the bed. You lean down and pick her up, the girl is blushing and breathing heavily from the vibrator that has been pleasuring her virgin slit and she moans out in protest as she is lifted away from it.
You bridal carry her to the crimson-sheeted bed, crawl on your knees and gently put her down. She is flushed with arousal and you can see femine fluids coating her entrance. She knows what is going to happen and spreads her legs, her paws reaching for her muzzle, covering it almost coyly, her brown eyes somewhat lusty but also somewhat frightened.
"Don't worry, Annica, I'll be gentle," you promise as you take in the sight of her spreaded folds and the pink within.
(link:"Lick her out")[You feel the desire to taste her immature cunny and lean in, lapping at her slit. The taste is sweet and fresh and clean and you put your tongue to work, lapping inside and out, as well as circling her clitoris, occasionally nibbling at it with your lips.
She is squirming and moaning cutely, drawing her thighs together and trapping you there, and you lick her out for a good while. She begins to take in shallow breaths, faster and faster, and you lick her with gusto until she climaxes with a loud mewl. Her body writhes and her thighs clench against your head while you lick and slurp her through her orgasm.
You lean back, having to use your paws to pry her legs apart from your head, and take in the sight of the shivering and moaning cub, who has put a thumb in her muzzle, suckling it cutely, fully blushing.
(link:"Claim her virginity")[You crawl forward and the girl looks at your five inch member with some trepidation, although she spreads her legs for you to access her.
Meanwhile, the german shepherd is standing next to the bed, toying with the vibrating wand, letting it pass over her breasts and her pussy which is glistening with juices.
"Lift your legs around my body," you instruct as you lean in, positioning your member at her entrance, Annica complies and uses her legs to pull up her body a little to meet your aching cock.
You feel the tightness envelop you as you push in. Knowing it will hurt regardless, you push your femcum and precum slickened cock deep inside on the first thrust and keep it there, marvelling at her clenching.
The fox girl emits a cry of pain, and you lean forward and kiss her softly as your member spasms deep inside her deflorated cunny. She mewls out uncertainly, and then meet your lips with passion, and the two of you kiss for a while before you begin to rock your body and hers back and forth with lewd squelches.
The tightness is out of this world, and you can feel her insides clenching in all the right places, milking your cock of precum. You speed up a little and her vocalizations become more strained as you push her limits, her virgin pussy as tight as anything you could have ever envisioned.
(link:"Fuck her properly")[Feeling your nutsack draw up against you body, you begin to fuck the fox like the whore she is, letting loose of your inhibitions, letting your pelvis smack against her mound and clit as you ram inside at full speed and strength. She is moaning louder and louder, a few tears in her eyes, but still blushing heavily, and you feel her legs gripping you ever more tightly.
The whole bed is creaking as you get near your climax and you roar out in pleasure as your seed floods her immature womb, the girl mewling sharply as she convulses and tightens up in another orgasm, further milking your cock. Your lips meet again, and you let your tongue dance with her's lazily as you ride out your respective climaxes.
After a good few minutes of kissing and gentle thrustings, your spent member softens and plops out in a slurry of cum and female juices and you get off the bed. You look at her oozing cunny and notice a few rivulets of blood, the same goes for your cock, the proof of her broken maidenhood.
The german shepherd steps up, still holding the vibrator to her cunny, and she takes your softening shaft into her muzzle, throating it and cleaning it off, whining and mewling as she cums as well.
Afterwards, you head towards the exit on shaky legs. There's a table with a packet of disposable wipes there, and you clean off your crotch and leave the two girls.
[[Leave->B]]]
]]You are done with this cub, but definitely need a cleanup. Taking a step back, your eyes take in the sight of her ruined pussy, which is gaping open and bleeding freely, having been claimed far too harshly for her age and her virginity.
Licking your lips, you walk around, the german shepherd wordlessly moving away, extracting the dildo which had been plugging the fox girl's throat.
She heaves out deep sobs, saliva and slobber dribbling to the floor, and you present your bloody cock to her. Annica sees it and you see her eyes rolling to the back of their sockets, the girl almost passing out.
(link:"Slap her")[You give her face a harsh slap, then a backhand, rocking her head roughly and causing her to re-focus.
"Suck me clean," you command, even as you insert your blood-dripping member into her mouth.
She cries freely as you use her muzzle as a rag to clean off the evidence of her violation, loud sobs that echo with dullness in the room.
You make sure to push in your entire, softening cock, but her mouth is not enough, and after you feel satisfied, you head back to the entrance, where a table provides a packet of disposable wipes.
It takes half the box to wipe all the blood off your fur, and you are sure there is a slight discolouration on your crotch, but it's good enough for rock and roll.
You head back, grab your kimono, and take in the sight of the two cubs.
The german shepherd, still wearing the strap-on, is on her knees and comforting the foxcub, who is still shuddering her way through deep sobs.
"I'll be back for you ass!" You promise, as you turn and grab the door's handle.
[[Leave->B]]]You turn to look at the fox girl, whose tail is tugged underneath her body and which she is hugging against her stomach, looking quite cute and vulnerable. Snapping your fingers, you call her over and she slowly steps to your position.
"What's you name, cutie?" You ask.
"A-Annica," she says demurely, getting a close look at the bondaged canine.
"Hi, Annica! Come with me and let us play with Sabrina together!" You say, keeping your tone cheery, even as your member spasms lewdly against the front of your white kimono, something the fox doesn't fail to notice, her brown eyes widening.
You head over to the shelving and look at the tools there. Having decided to be nice, for now, you hand the foxcub a vibrating wand while you pick up a couple of wooden clamps, like those used for air-drying clothing.
(link:"Have the girl use the vibrator on the german shepherd's pussy while you put clamps on her tits")[You go back to the canine, and begin toying with her breasts again, slowly eliciting a reaction that resembles arousal, the girl beginning to take deeper breaths.
You instruct the foxcub to activate the wand, and she almost drops it from how hard it vibrates.
"Push it against her cunny!" You say sweetly, though a lewd undertone can be heard as your arousal increases, and you decide to pull off your kimono to let your cock get some fresh air. Annica is quite distracted by the sight of your spasming member and you have to tell her to get to work a second time before she complies.
Instantly, Sabrina moans out, and the foxcub jerks back her paw.
"Am I hurting you?" She asks worriedly.
"No, it's alright! Ah," the canine says, as you pinch her nipples that have gotten quite hard now, "it feels really good, please do it again!"
At that, the fox girl purses her lips in concentration and pushes the wand against the german shepherd's pussy lips, causing her to gasp and moan.
You take this opportunity to put a clamp on her right nipple, then the left, and she squeals out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, the vibrator more than enough to offset the pinch from the wooden implement.
You begin to grope at her breasts again, your member occasionally bumping against the foxcub's head as you share the same space in front of the canine. She tries to ignore your cock, but you cannot help but deliberately bump it against her soft headfur, enjoying the sensation, even as your eyes are locked to Sabrina's tits and your paws squeezing them.
Meanwhile, Annica is beginning to move the wand up and down, noticing how the canine's squeals of pleasure get louder when she gets close to her clit, and eventually she pushes it firmly against the pleasure nub, causing her to properly scream out, her cunt dripping feminine moisture now.
[[Fuck the german shepherd's pussy->SabFuck]]
]You walk over to the shelving that has all kinds of bondage and bdsm tools, dildos, vibrators and more. Taking a good look, rummaging around, lifting this thing and that, you finally make up your mind for what kind of torment you wish to put the german shepherd through.
[[Pick up a spiked dildo and an inflatable buttplug]]
[[There's a box of needles. Pick it up, and take a wooden switch and a roll of string with you]]
The fox now has a determined look on her face, tongue pushed out on the side of her mouth as she concentrates on operating the vibrator up and down and especially letting it circle or push against the canine's clitoris. You, on the other hand, are busy groping her breasts, occasionally slapping or jerking the wooden clamps, causing her to squeal and moan from the arousing pain. She's quite worked up, blushing freely, and your member is throbbing hard, still prodding lewdly against the headfur and face of the vulpine girl, depositing smears of precum there.
Eventually, you push the little cub away, wanting to claim your prize, and you squat down a little for a good position and push in your member.
You groan out in pleasure as her warm folds envelop you, and Sabrina moans out as well as your five inches slowly penetrate her, filling her cunny with your meat.
Quickly, you begin to work up a rhytm, but you are already close, the whole situation having kept you on the edge.
(link:"Pull of the clamps and climax")[You fuck her faster now, feeling your nutsack drawing up against your body, and decide to be a little cruel, something you've seen on Kinkbunny before. You yank off the clamps somewhat roughly, and Sabrina cries out once and then again as the second one is removed, and then mewls and grits her teeth as your paws reach up and squeeze her swollen nipples.
She tenses up, and her pussy hugs your cock tightly, the warm grip causing you to loose it and you roar out in pleasure as you ram as hard as possible, wet and lewd squelches emitting as you pump her full of your seed.
Deviously, you keep pinching her nipples, letting her convulsions of pain milk your cock, and continue even as you come down from your orgasm and your softening member slips out in a gush of cum that spatters to the floor.
Satisfied, you let her hang on the cross and head towards the exit, picking up your kimono in the proces. There's a table with some wipes on it, and you clean off your crotch from cum and feminine fluids, before you don your kimono and leave.
[[Leave->B]]]You find a spiked dildo that's shaped almost like a banana, though a bit longer and much thicker, curved and covered with fairly sharp rubbery lumps. It's coloured white and has a nice heft to it. You also find an inflatable buttplug of medium girth with a little handpump connected by a piece of rubber tube. You take these with you over to the canine cub.
"Open up. Your spit is the only lube you get!" You say to Sabrina, and her green eyes widen in fright even as her muzzle opens obediently. You plunge in the spiked dildo and push it down harshly, letting it bulge out her throat, and you can see the spikes making indentations through the skin there. Your swap her throat cruelly seven times and she harks up throatslime to coat it, coughing as you violate her throat.
Pulling it out, you notice a bit of blood amongst the throatslime and spit on the spikes, and you present it to her juvenile mound, pushing against her lips, forcing the hefty tool inside. The canine is gasping, strands of drool coming from her lips from the rough oral assault, and she whines out as you force the dildo inside her. Then, you turn to the fox cub, who's standing away, both paws covering her mouth, brown eyes wet with fright.
"Come over here!" You command, and she complies with hesitant steps.
"Put this in your mouth and get it wet with your spit, then push it into Sabrina's asshole!"
The vixen shakes her head in denial, but you growl at her, letting her know in no uncertain fashion that she had better comply, or else!
(link:"Watch the girl put in the plug")[Your devious eyes take in the sight of the frightened six-year-old as she suckles on the buttplug which is wide enough to fill out her mouth, getting it nice and wet. Then, she steps around the cross, and you can just barely manage to position yourself to watch the action as she pushes it against the canine's rear.
Sabrina groans out, as her pussy and ass is now being penetrated, and you give the spiked dildo another rough shove, causing another few inches of the curved and cruel device to enter her straining pussy. Already, there are rivulets of blood running down the white-coloured dildo.
The canine is made of stern stuff, though, and there are barely any tears in her eyes so far from the rough treatment.
"Push it all the way in!" You command the fox, who meeps out and shoves as hard as she can, overcoming the sphincter's resistance, the rubber plug popping in with a lewd squelch.
That finally got a reaction from the german shepherd, who yelps out from the swift stretch, and you feel her pussy quivering though the dildo.
[[Dildofuck her bloody and inflate the plug till her pucker bursts->PopPow]]
[[You've had enough for now, leave the room->B]]]"You, what's you name?" You ask the german shepherd.
"Sabrina, sir," she answers without hesitation, obviously used to all this.
"I wish to put you on the cross, Sabrina. Now." You say.
She cringes a little, obviously knowing that will mean you'll give her a bad time, but she complies with a "Yes Sir" and moves over, lifting her arms on her own, letting you strap her in.
She's quite pretty, green eyes, somewhat narrow face, with just a little bit of the curves of a developing girl, but still obviously young. You start out by grabbing her small breasts, lumps really, and squeeze and massage them without a care while a lecherous smile tugs at your lips.
Then, you reach down for her pussy, which is somewhat puffy, and you let your paw rummage around there, groping, fingers slipping in half an inch, causing her to shudder and whine as she isn't aroused and wet.
[[Call the fox over and have her use a vibrator while you toy with the older girl's breasts->Sweet]]
[[You know you can hurt her. Check out the shelving for some "tools"->Sour]]You pick up a box of needles and a wooden switch, along with a roll of string.
Having seen a few more extreme pictures on Kinkbunny, you want to bind her little breasts tightly until they turn purple and then puncture them as well as her developing cunt and slit with the needles.
But first, a nice genital switching feels like the order of the day.
[[Torture the girl->SabTor]]
[[Somewhat grossed out by your prickly ideas, you put the objects back and ponder the other stuff->Sour]]Now that she's plugged, you command the small vixen to hand you the pump, and you give it a dozen squeezes, the german shepherd's vocalizations getting louder and louder as her tailhole is stretched to the limits.
After that, you begin to penetrate her properly with the spiked dildo, letting it travel back and forth, the rubbery spikes tearing at her pussy lips and insides again and again. Her spit and throatslime was not nearly enough for proper lubrication, but her cunt begins bleeding and the red liquid acts as an impromptu gliding agent, even as the spiked dildo tears her more and more apart. Her cries are sharp and loud and her eyes are scrounged up from the pain, tears falling freely, some of them impacting the paw that's holding the dildo
You give the inflatable plug a few more pumps and Sabrina suddenly begins to yell and scream.
"Please! Please! Please sir! No more! You'll break me!"
(link:"Split her sphincter open")[You see red, the alcohol buzz and the residual viagra causing all your inner cruelties to show themself, and you keep on pumping.
It takes six more squeezes of your uncaring paw before a loud *pop!* can be heard, and the canine barks out a loud scream of agony.
Not satisfied just yet, you give the plug a dozen more pumps, wanting to make sure she is well and properly ruined.
She is screaming constantly now, her voice hoarse, and it spurs you on to insert the spiked dildo as deeply as possible, pulling it all the way out and forcing it all the way in, her pussy lips slowly disintegrating in a mess of broken flesh and blood that runs down in a waterfall, your paw completely wet from her sanguine liquid.
You shove it in one last time, and her cunt is too broken to keep it in, and you step back and watch the spiked dildo, fully coloured red now, ooze out of her gory pussy one spiked section at a time.
You walk around the cross and yank the plug out, which requires two paws and a foot on the cross for purchase, and her broken sphinter is pulled outside her body, several inches of bleeding intestine hanging freely in air it was never supposed to meet.
(link:"Fuck the foxgirl's mouth as a finisher")[Your cock needs release, having been hard the entire time, and you decide to use the vixen's fresh mouth instead of the holes you have just ruined. You stalk her and she runs away, but there is no escape and you catch her, manhandle her, grab her jaws and pry them open until the hinges crackle and then cram your cock down her throat.
It's brutal, but it's short, as it only requires some twenty strokes of using her skull as a fleshlight until you roar out your orgasm like some primal animal, covered in blood, the foxcub crying and gagging as your seed spurts down her throat.
Coming down from your orgasm, you throw her down on the floor, the vulpine crying and shuddering from it all, spitting out residual cum, paws cradling her sore jaws that you almost dislocated.
You stagger towards the exit, drunk on power, and clean yourself off with the disposable wipes that are on a table there. It takes a long, good while until all the red is off your fur, and you take the time to look at the two cubs. The vulpine on the floor, cradling herself in an infant position, crying with shudders, and the canine on the cross, head hanging, blood flowing from her broken holes.
You hope they'll patch her up before she dies of bloodloss, you think idly, as you walk over, put on your kimono and leave the room.
[[Leave->B]]]]You decide to go over to the wooden horse-thing and see what's up.
The contraption is primarily made out of wood, that meets at a narrow angle on the top.
Triangular in shape, it is some six feet long with a flat base, that narrows towards the top, the whole thing some three feet from its flat base to its narrow top. The whole thing is standing on four steel legs that have been bolted into the floor.
The narrow top section is covered with bright steel that goes quite narrow, and you run your paw over it, noting its rigidity and sharpness.
On the sides are two "stirrups", made of some glossy, silvery metal, perhaps aluminum. They are connected via flat steel to the contraption in about the same height as you remember the stirrups would be on a real horse.
Above the horse hangs a chain that holds a straight-jacket, and a wire with a remote control is hanging to the side with UP and DOWN buttons.
Just about in the middle of the contraption is an indentation, where you can see a more flat area, only something like 4 inches long, to small to be a the seat.
(link:"Ask the nine-year-old mutt how this works")[You turn to look at Sepf and beckon him over, and he reluctantly gets into motion, still cradling his tail.
"How does this work?" You ask him.
He hesitates for a dozen seconds, mouth working to produce an answer, and you slap him so hard he crumbles to the floor. You are way too buzzed and feeling way to cruel to have him leave you waiting.
"Answer me, boy!" You say, pulling back you arm, threatening the prone cub with a hard punch, "Or I'll break your nose!"
"Owww, no, wait! It's a wooden horse. You lift me up there and the stirrups have springs connected so my weight pushes them down and pushes up the seat. Please don't hit me again!" He cries out, tears in his brown eyes from the pain of your slap.
"Get up!" You command, and he complies swiftly, standing to attention, not willing to risk your wrath.
"What does all that mean?" You ask.
Again, the cub hesitates, but a harsh glare makes him rattle off the words you wanted to hear.
"You can attach a-a-a dildo or a buttplug on-on the seat. When I-I-I go down, the dildo goes up. It's also.... It's also... It's painful to be resting against the sh-sharp edge of the horse!"
Hmmmmm, that sounds like something which might be fascinating, maybe you should check out the rack for an interesting dildo to put on the seat.
[[Procure a dildo->WH]]]
[[This doesn't interest you, check out the room again->Sepfy]]You walk over to the wooden cross, thinking about putting the nine-year-old onto it.
Snapping your fingers at the hybrid cub, you beckon him over in a dominating fashion, and he demurely approaches with his ears splayed back.
He doesn't resist as you tie him to the cross and his naked body is now vulnerable to whatever depraved fantasy you might want to act out.
You head over to the various implements that are hanging on the rack and feel like you fancy whipping and then paddling his front and especially his little pouch and dick.
Perhaps, even, to the point of irrevocably damaging him.
Shuddering from that thought, you wonder if such an action would be desireable.
[[Whip and paddle his front, dick and balls->Sepfcross]]
[[Nah, you decide against it. Untie the cub and vacate the room->B]]You go to the shelving and procure a big knotted dildo and an equine dildo almost as long as your lower arm. This kid likes it rough, so you'll give it to him.
You return to the bed, and he is still on his knees and elbows, facing you with his tail lifted, revealing a puffy and reddened pucker that has obviously seen extended use since the loss of his virginity was captured on camera. Underneath, his little sheath is bulging, and you can see his canine prick dribbling puppy precum.
(link:"Fuck him first")[Wanting to ram his ass before you gape it open with the toys, you put them aside on the bed and climb up, your weight causing the little boy to wobble a bit. He's already murring a little, and you undo the fabric belt of your white kimono and throw it to the floor, member already surging with arousal.
Not going to bother with preparation, you simply spit a glob of saliva at his hole and push in your thumb, causing his tail to stand up straight and the cub to moan out as you squeeze inside his hot sphincter. You feel his body heat through your thumb as you press it fully inside, wiggling it roughly from side to side, noting how stretchy he is. You pull out your thumb and spit again, this time on your hard cock, using your foreskin to rub the spittle around.
Then, you put it at his entrance and push in.
Shadow mewls out in pleasure as you sink in, your whole length easily swallowed by his needy hole, and you grab his hips and immidiately begin powerfucking him.
He's tight.
He's clenching.
He's loving it.
His moans of pleasure are loud and insistent, worthy of a pornstar whore, and you lay into his ass with all your might and speed, your rodent nutsack smacking against his underdeveloped pouch with lewd slaps as your pelvis hits his buttocks with loud smacks.
You growl out, quickly nearing your orgasm, and grab his hips, pulling him off the bed, using his ass as a fleshlight, cramming inside, roaring as you cum with surges of pleasure running through your body. You keep hauling him against your crotch, making sure his well-trained ass milks you for what it is worth, until you soften up and pull out in a gush of ratcum.
The wolfcub has his face down on the sheets, lazily enjoying the sensation of the pullout, his cock fully out and dribbling with need, your hard fucking not nearly enough to bring him to climax.
[[Use the animal toys on him->DogHorse]]
[[Your balls are drained and you have no more interest in the cub. Leave->B]]]You reach for the knotted dildo and show it to the cub, whose eyes light up in lewd anticipation.
Forgoing the lube, figuring your cum will be enough, you take some of your slick emissions and coat the red-coloured dildo with the semen, before you push it against the wolfcub's puffy tailhole.
He whines out with need at the tapered tip enters him and the 7 inches long shaft sinks into his depths, and you begin to roughly fuck him with it, making sure to insert it all the way to the knot on every push.
You are working up a bit of sweat now that your excersize is continuing, and you switch paws as the other arm gets a little tired, the insatiable pup moaning and mewling, keeping his rump up, his tail lifted high and his head ground into the bedsheets.
(link:"Knot him with the dildo")[You push harder and harder when you insert the knotted dildo and you can see and feel his tailstar expanding further and further.
The cub is gasping loudly now, the knot being quite the stretch for such a small boy, but he's taking it like a champ, and his own member is swaying back and forth like a pendulum, spraying doggy precum all over the sheets.
You grin and push even harder, growling as you try with all your might to force the knot inside his ass, and a loud POP can be heard as it finally happens, Shadow crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure from the sudden, harsh stretch and the massive piece of silicone that is now pushing against his prostate. You keep pushing and pulling at the dildo, pumping it over his prostate, cramming it as deep as the base will allow and pulling hard enough for the red of the knot to fully appear in his tailstar before you push in again.
(link:"Pull it out and use the horsecock on him instead")[You decide you want to see the equine dildo up his ass before you make him cum from these rough fuckings, and you pull harshly at the knotted dildo. It comes out with a very loud POP and his tailhole is gaping open, spread out, loose enough for the massive horse dildo you pick up and push against the reddened orifice.
You cram five inches in with one shove, and then push harder, letting the dry tool go in another three inches. He cries out sharply from the stretch and the lack of lubrication, but his cock spasms and he keeps his position, his tail not lowering a single inch from its upright position.
You begin to work his ass with the huge horsecock, and note that some of your cum is extracted, lubricating it on the pullout. Still, you see the red of his sphincter bulging out as well, as close to a prolapse as possible, and you cram the dildo inside again, beginning a hard, rough fucking with it.
Sweat is pouring down your face as you use two paws on the base of the dildo, really getting a workout, really having to //push// to insert the massive length and really having to //pull// to get it out again.
All the while, shadow is crying and mewling and moaning, grinding his snout against the sheets, tears falling from his eyes, but there is a hint of a lustful grin to his lips and he has a healthy blush.
His cock is also still rock hard and spewing more and more precum which is getting more and more white.
(link:"Cram the dildo inside as hard and as fast as possible")[Your arm muscles, back muscles and stomach muscles are burning as you work the equine dildo as hard as you possibly can, inserting a dozen inches and pulling them out again, the flared tip cresting his battered tailhole and then plunging deep inside.
You are sure it is poking at his stomach and making it bulge out!
His cries and moans turn more insistent, more loud and there is suddenly a much greater resistance to your dildofucking as he clenches up and comes with a loud howl, sounding ever so much as his feral cousins, as his puppybatter sprays out in jet after jet that accompanies the rhytm of your insertions which you keep up while he's cumming.
The cub's orgasm goes on for almost a minute before he begins to yelp! like a beaten dog and you stop moving the dildo around, giving him some time to relax.
Actually, you are totally drenched with sweat now, and your soft cock is eager to find another playmate, so you decide to get off the bed.
You head over to the exit. There's a nice, white towel folded up there, and you use it to wipe the sweat out of your fur and clean your cock.
Once you are finished, you look back and observe the tuckered-out cub. His ass is in the air, massive horse dildo sticking out, spreading him open, and it looks like he has fallen asleep, head on its side, tongue lolling out.
With a grin, you exit the room.
[[Leave->B]]]]]You head over to the rack and take note of all the equipment there. One of the things that catch your eyes are a series of heavy looking weights with curved hooks on them, bearing the letters 10lbs, 20lbs and 30lbs.
Those might come in handy later.
What you are really looking for is the array of dildos, and your eyes are instantly glued to a massive, green-coloured one that begins with a tapered tip. It is almost 15 inches long in total, with bulbs that expand out and then narrow again, the final bulb being as big as your fist or maybe even bigger.
Smiling cruelly, you grab it and return to the wooden horse.
The large dildo has a wide base with a suction cup that fits perfectly into the small indentation of the torture device, and a quarter of its length is sticking up above the narrow, steel edge of the horse. You go back and find a bottle of goopy and thick lube that bears the name "FistFun", and you lather the impressive tool with the substance.
(link:"Get Sepf into the straightjacket and lift him onto the horse")[You turn and face the cub, and wipe your lube-coated paw on his soft chestfur, making sure to wipe both ways and really grease him up.
Then, you turn to the remote control for the chain and activate it, and the mechanism whiiiiirs as it begins lowering. The chain is hanging from an I-beam some 2 yards in length, and as the straighjacket is lowered, you can grab it and pull it to lower it in front of the wooden contraption.
The grey-blue furred boy lets you wrap him up in the straight-jacket without resistance, even offering advice when you struggle with a couple of the buckles.
Finally, you can lift him, the bondaged cub hoisted by three straps attached different places on the straightjacket, for an even lift.
You pull at his dangling legs once he's high enough, and he is now situated above the dildo and the aluminum stirrups.
(link:"Lower him")[You push the DOWN button and the cub sways a little as the mechanism lowers him. You grab at his leg to make sure he sits down properly, and once it is past the steel top, you grab at the dildo to angle it towards the base of his tail.
"Lift it up!" You command, giving his butt a swat, and his tufty tail shakes as it lifts away to reveal his taut rumpcheeks and the hole you violated earlier. You push DOWN again and lower him on to the dildo.
He mewls out as he is penetrated by the tapered tip, and you let him rest there for a minute, using your paws to grope at his sheath and his nutsack, coaxing out a small, black, canine erection.
Then you lower him further and his tailhole meets the first bulb of the green dildo and he begins to moan as it stretches him. It pops in with a loud squelch and a just as loud gasp from the cub, who is blushing now, your paw never stopping rummaging with his dick and balls.
When you push DOWN again, you notice the stirrups lifting up, his tight pucker excerting enough force to act as a contraweight.
(link:"Push DOWN for several seconds")[You push the button and the chain rattles a little as it lowers further, gravity assisting the cub's footpaws in getting close to the aluminum stirrups, and the second bulb forcefully makes its way into him.
Sepf squeals out in pain as the bulb finally plops inside, and he shudders in the straightjacket as he is spread cruelly open. His soles are just barely making contact with the silvery metal, and it seems like it is the tightness of his ass that is fighting against gravity now.
You have kept on masturbating him, and now do it very slowly, his little, black member still hard despite the pain, the two bulbs inside ostensibly pushing and prodding against his prostate as he squirms from the heavy stretch.
(link:"Lower him even further")[After a couple of minutes of letting him adjust, enjoying his vocalizations of pain and holding him on the edge by pawing him off, you push the DOWN button again, and he cries out, tears running down his face as the third bulb begins to open him up.
Not wanting to have him shoot, you let go of his member, and instead grope at your own through your kimono, the whole situation causing it to be fully erect and spasming.
He screams out as the third bulb POP's in, and shivers vigorously from the pain, sobbing and crying as his tailhole is spread open like that. You notice several rivulets of blood running out, the dildo having managed to cause a few tears on his overly stretched sphincter.
Not only that, but his undercarriage has made contact with the sharp steel, and his nutsack is spread evenly, one testicle on either side of the edge of the contraption, his gooch pushing down on it as well, and you can see how he squirms, even as he is tensing up from the intense pain in his rear.
[[Procure a sound and insert it and then leave->HorseSound]]
[[He is not heavy enough to satisfy your dark desires, play with some of the steel weights->HorseWeight]]
]]]]Now that he has spread so cruelly open, you decide to procure a sound and one of the electric play boxes you saw.
You take a look at the rack and find a small selection of steel sounds and pick the smallest one, then find a small electric box that has two wires coming out with two crocodille clamps.
Lubing up the steel rod, you return to the crying and squirming cub, who has enough mental faculties to observe your actions with worry. You grab onto his black, canine member, and shove the sounding rod inside, all the way to its wide base, then attach the crocodille clamp to it. The cub mewls out as you penetrate the sensitive orifice, then tenses up and sobs deeply as that causes him to clench up against the massive dildo in his rectum.
The other clamp you connect to the skin of his nutsack that is stretched across the narrow steel edge of the contraption. He cries out as the teeth dig in, then cries harder when you activate the electric box on medium setting.
Shivering and crying and gasping in pain, Sepf is forced to endure the painful and slightly bloody stretch as well as the current going from the tip of his member all the way to his balls.
You suddenly notice a plaque on the wall, with a red button underneath, that reads ''ACTIVATE THE WOODEN HORSE''
(link:"Push the button")[When you push the button, the whole wooden contraption begins to move in a cyclical pattern, a little up and down and back and forth.
Sepf squeals out in pain as the large dildo lodged inside his ass pushes and pulls against his bleeding sphincter, and his member wobbles around, the ever-present current from the two crocodille clamps tormenting his nuts and dick.
You give the whole scene a wide grin and grope yourself for a few minutes, enjoying the cub's crying and the lewd sounds of the dildo squelching around deep inside him, before you turn to leave.
[[Leave->B]]]The shuddering cries of the stretched-out cub are at your back as you head over to the rack to procure some of the weights. While you ponder which heavyness you should put on, you take note of some other things, including an electrical control box with four thick wires connected to large crocodille clamps of the same size you once saw your uncle jumpstart a car with.
There's also a couple of small lead-weights that are connected to some cruel-looking, small clamps, and you heft them, seeing the letters 2lbs on them.
(link:"Haul the 30lbs weights over and attach them to the stirrups")[You grunt as you lift off the heaviest weights, one for each paw, and carry them over to the cub. He's squirming and crying loudly, but his scared face says it all as you put one of them down on the hardwood floor with a hefty thunk! and present the other one to him.
"You're gonna take the thickest part now!" You proclaim, as you set the hook connected to the 30lbs weight and set it down on the aluminum footrest, almost considering putting it directly down on the cub's foot, but opting to set it right next to it instead.
The reaction is instantanious. He screams out in pain as the last bulb, larger than your own fist, spreads him half-way open, blood splurting out as his tailhole rips.
You grin cruelly, massaging your throbbing member, as you walk around the wooden horse with the other weight, and lift it up.
Sepf's screaming is caught in his throat as he takes in the sight and is suddenly aware of the hefty girth that's gonna be forced up his rectum.
"Please! //PLEASE NO!//" He cries out as you set the hook down and let go of the weight, the 60 pounds of pressure enough to force the bulb to spread his abused sphincter open and tear it wide with a sickening splurch as it plunges inside.
(link:"The cub screams")[The nine-year-old cranks his head back and screams out his agony at the uncaring ceiling, a long and drawn-out screech of torment that reverbrates inside the room until it tips over into a croak as his throat gives out.
He draws in a deep breath and his scream comes out tinny, high-pitched, as if he doesn't have air enough.
You go over and procure the two nipple clamps with the weights attached, and return to the cub, noting the trickle of blood that is beginning to run down the sides of the wooden horse from his torn sphincter. It spatters against the hardwood floor loudly and it spurs you on, causing you to attach first one, then the other clamp, letting the 2lbs weights dangle as the cub shudders and spasms in agony.
(link:"Put the wired crocodille clamps on his genitals")[Then, you go over and fetch the electric control box with the four wires connected to four crocodille clamps.
They are several inches long while the wires themselves are several yards in length for your convenience.
You start by snapping one of the clamps, and it requires quite a bit of strength to pull open, the metal teeth clacking loudly as you let go, but Sepf doesn't notice as he is fully focused on the brutal dildo that is spreading him open and making an indentation in his stomach. The trickle of blood has become a rivulet and it splat-splats against the floor constantly, two growing pools of his sanguine liquid appearing on the floor.
(link:"Clamp his nuts")[His gooch and nutsack is pressed extremely forcefully against the sharp edge of the wooden horse, his stones standing out as they are squeezed apart, and you take the clamp and try to put it on one of them. It's difficult, even with the stretch, the testicle moving around and the sharp teeth bite into his sensitive skin there three times before you manage to envelop the testicle and let go of the handle.
His wheezy screams follow you as you make your way around contraption to apply the second clamp, and this time you manage to attach it to his testicle on the first attempt, the cub convulsing in pain as it almost castrates him from the hard pressure, the biting teeth drawing blood, just like the first one.
(link:"Clamp his cock")[You are almost seeing red now, and throw off your kimono to masturbate yourself to the sight of the bloodied cub and his intense vocalizations of agony.
Feeling exceptionally cruel, you take another clamp and hover it over his member, trying to decide which way to put it to make it hurt the most.
In the end, you decide on a frontal approach, at the tip of his dick, and he screams out hoarsely, shortly, as he almost has no breath left, as you let the teeth bite into his black member, instantly drawing blood as the teeth dig into his most sensitive flesh.
The last clamp goes on the steel part of the wooden horse itself, you figure it will send electric shocks through his taint and thighs that are pushed down firmly onto it.
(link:"There's a plaque over on the wall, check it")[Feeling almost delirous with cruel lust and buzzed from the alcohol you have consumed, you suddenly notice a plaque over on the wall. You check it out and see a red button underneath. It reads:
''ACTIVATE THE WOODEN HORSE''
You push the button, and the whole contraption begin to rock in a cyclical pattern, a bit up and down and backwards and forwards.
Sepf is moved back and forth, the huge dildo moving up and down, the weights on his nipples sway and the clamps dangle as the contraption is set into action and you head back to activate the electric box.
(link:"Shock him and cum")[There are several dials and knobs, and you decide on high setting with 6 second intervals and 2 second runtimes.
You turn it on and the cub seizes up as his testicles, cock and the steel part of the horse is electrified with enough current to have all the fur on his body stand out.
His body becomes extremely taut, breath caught in his lungs, and when the current seizes, he gasps and you hear a splutter from his backside as his torn ring emits a gush of blood.
The few seconds tick by and it activates again, causing him to sieze up again, and you swear you can smell his meat cooking.
You jerk yourself off furiously to this cruel and sadistic sight, enjoying his wheezy screams whenever the current lets off, and taking in the sight of all the blood that is coming from his ass, his cock and his testicles.
Despite the pain, you notice a dribble of cum ooze out between the cruel teeth of the clamp and you laugh victoriously as the electric and anal stimulation has forced him over the edge to endure a smidgen of pleasure amidst this torrent of agony.
You crash over the edge with a roar and your rodent cum shoots high enough to impact the horse, one spatter even landing on Sepf's blood-dripping cock.
You laugh out, half-crazedly, as you come down from your orgasm, and let the cub endure the torture of the moving horse and the recurring shocks as you head to the exit to clean yourself off.
After wiping the cum off your softening cock, you return to fetch your kimono and take in the sight of the gasping, shuddering, crying, wheezing and bleeding cub. The pools of blood are many now, and they are ever expanding. You step to the side and witness his ruptured tailhole half-prolapsed over the massive dildo and you note how the 2lbs weight on his nipples dangle and pull at the small nubs, causing tears there as well, blood running down his stomach fur to join the rest.
With that sight burning in your mind, you put on your kimono and leave, giving the cub a cheery wave as you let him continue his agonizing shocking and rocking.
[[Leave->B]]]]]]]]]The Black Light Room contains scenes that range from the lustful and consensual all the way to gory and bloody torture.
BE ADVISED!
The choices are up to the player, but the wordings may seem more nebulous. Getting a choice between being nice and being //rough// will mean the difference between a softer scene and a //very// hardcore one!
For those who dislike scat, the Brown Light Room can be by-passed.
When meeting Uncle Tony after exploring the Red Light Room, say "meh" and an option will appear after the dinner scene to bypass the room.
To fully enjoy the Black Light Room, it is however adviseable to play the Brown Light Room and interact with the guide there as well as interacting with the "art" installation. Additionally, there's a character that is shown in the Lobby Scene of the Red Light Room that will be unlocked for further play in the Black Light Room.
[[I AM 18 YEARS OF AGE AND UNDERSTAND THIS WARNING]]You feel revolted by the act that occours and tell your uncle you wish to move on, hoping for some other experiences than the nasty stuff this room holds.
He gets an almost painful expression as he pinches shut, and the ratling Jason comes out from underneath the table and gives you an angry glare.
"Hmm, guess you aren't //perverted//," your uncle remarks sardonically, giving the cub a smack on his bottom, sending him off, the cub shooting you rude glares the whole way out of the room.
Your uncle gets to his feet and so do you, and you walk over to the black door at the end of the room.
Tony opens the black door and a short corridor some 5 yards long is revealed. The floor is covered with black tiles that shine glossily, somewhat warmer than the heated flooring of the rooms you have just visited. The walls are made of bricks, coloured a more muted black.
Round light fixtures in the ceiling illuminate it all, the black floortiles casting it back with gloomy shadows.
[[Black Room]]Your uncle notes the distasteful grimace on your face and tries to be cheery about it.
"Come on, Joshua, I'm sure you'll have fun!"
"Okay........." You say.
[[Pass through the door->Brown Room]]
[[On second thought, you wish to try out some more whores->Ask about the... Menu]]Dominic gives you are surprised stare, then shakes his head.
"No, my little ratling, I will not play that roughly with you. Leave the room and clear your mind, boy!"
[[Leave->B]]You get close to the cub with a cruel smile on your lips. He's dazed from the hard fucking you gave him with the horse dildo and you can see that his cum has mostly dried and soaked into the sheeths. He is still on his knees, with his upper body pressed into the bed, tongue lolling out, the long and large dildo sticking out of his ass.
His member is a little bit out of its sheath and still glistening with moisture and you notice a drop of pre ooze out, the prostate stimulation from the sextoy enough to keep him going, even as his breathing is slow and steady, ostensibly asleep.
You throw off your kimono and get ready for action.
(link:"Spank his butt")[You sit down on the edge of the bed and manhandle the cub around so that he is positioned on your lap with his slightly hard member drooling pre on your thigh. He groans out something, but is almost completely out of it, his eyes open up a quarter of the way, barely revealing his blue orbs, and his body is limp.
You secure a good grip on the scruff of his neck and get ready to give him a nice spanking, readying your paw and taking note of how the base of the dildo might get in the way of your palm.
SMACK
Shadow cries out sharply and jolts awake, but he is much weaker than you, and keeping him on your lap is easy.
SMACK
He cries out again, head craning backwards to look at you with consternation for being woken up so roughly.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
Everytime your palm impacts a buttock, the cub tenses up, and you can see the huge dildo move out and then be sucked in when he clenches, his anal ring a bright red piece of flesh that expands and contracts with it almost like a sock.
You don't count the spankings, but you listen to his delightful cries as they get more and more heartfelt, the spanking definitely going over his pain limits and entering the territory of agony as his buttcheeks become more and more red.
The alcohol in your system lets you bear the pain of your palm as it impacts again and again, and the red colour of his cheeks become more purplish and bruised and he is struggling mightily and you are forced to grip him super hard and shake him like a dog with a piece of prey to keep him in line.
(link:"Stop spanking, start fisting")[His bottom red and nicely bruised, the cub crying and sobbing deeply, you feel encouraged to step things up.
His backside is pretty lathered with the lube you used earlier, as well as rodent cum you have been extracting from his insides, and you are fairly sure you can fist his loose tailhole without too many issues.
For you at least.
Cruelly, you grab the horse dildo and pull it out, his tailhole just shy of prolapsing as the length exits his well-used hole. You throw it to the ground with a sound somewhere between a splat and a thunk and present your paw to his gaping ringstar.
"Please, mister, don't do that. Please!" He cries out, trying to dissuade you.
"I though you liked it hard?" You ask rhetorically, before you put your fingers together and begin to insert them.
He cries out and tries to clench, but he is already too ruined to stop your paw from making its way inside, his sphincter barely resisting as you get to the knuckles and your thumb.
(link:"POP!")[Your whole paw enters his gaping orifice with a lewd //POP// and you feel amazed by the velvety and squishy warmth inside his asshole.
Shadow cries out loudly as he is stretched out even further than before, and struggles with all his might, but you weigh about twice as much as this puny lupine, and your firm grip on his scruff keeps him in place, even as his legs kick out and he tries kneeing your thighs.
You let go of his scruff and give him three hard knife-hands to the back of his skull, dazing him, and you cram in more of your paw, halfway up your underarm now.
(link:"Fistfuck him harshly")[By this point, the lube and your cum is joined by red blood as his ring has been damaged, and you can easily fistfuck him, cramming your paw in and out his ass, extracting it fully, coated in white and red, then plunging it deep inside again.
"Please mister, PLEASE, It's too much!" The cub cries out, but you do not relent, and loud and insistent squelches sound out from his ass as your arm is inserted deeper and deeper inside his bowels.
"Please, sir, mister, pl- pl- pl- AAAIIIIIIIEIIEEEEEE!!!!!!"
(link:"You fisted him all the way to your elbow")[You punch your paw as deep as possible and hear the snap of his anal ring even as the cub screams out in pure agony. Your rockhard member is throbbing against his stomach, but you are too far gone to pay it any heed, eyes fully focused on the broken and torn sphincter that is wrapped around your underarm at the crook of your elbow.
You expand your fingers inside his depths and can feel them rummage against your member through the skin of his stomach, organs and squishy things making way, feeling odd and alien to your touch. The strange touch against your member is intensely arousing and you crope your cockhead with his soft fur inbetween. You begin to ram the rub with your entire lower arm, pulling out to your wrist and inserting it to your elbow, bumping against your member again and again.
(link:"Cum from the touches through his stomach")[You fist him harder and faster, as the touches on your aching cock propells you towards an orgasm, your paw cushioned by his soft stomach fur and you almost wish you could rip through and grip your member in a gush of blood and viscera.
That thought alone brings you over the edge, and your seed shoots up against his abdomen to be absorbed by his fur there.
Coming down from your orgasm, you yank out your lower arm and your paw, bright blood dripping and then gushing out of his utterly prolapsed and ruined tailhole that is frayed and tattered from your abuse.
Somehow, his little pecker is fully hard, and you decide to punish him with one more cruel act.
[[Crush his testicles]]]]]]]]Your bloody paw reaches for his little pouch and the small stones within, and you grab them and begin crushing them in a vice grip.
This causes him to scream anew, and he wiggles and convulses in your firm grasp, one paw on his scruff, the other pulling on his nutsack and squeezing the stones within.
You grip as hard as you can, and then let go and stand up, letting go of his scruff and letting him fall unceremoniously to the floor with a thud.
Shadow cries out and rolls around in pain, paws reaching for his crotch, then backwards to his ruptured and fully prolapsed tailhole, rolling back and forth to be on his stomach, on his sides and on his back, never able to find a resting place that shields him from the agony of his torments.
You are satisfied and smiling devilishly, walking over to the table near the exit where you can clean off your paw with the wet wipes there. It takes a while until you are presentable, and you go back to the cub, who is still crying out hoarsely, rotating on the floor like a rotissery chicken in deep pain. You spend a few minutes observing the broken cub and then don your kimono, finished with him.
[[Leave->B]]As you enter the room, the whimpering cries of the wolfcub seranade your ears. The countless gashes on his back are bleeding profusely and he is swinging slowly from side to side, trying to alleviate the burn in his arms and the agony from his back.
The gimp follows you, and makes the moves to record your next actions, as you ponder what comes next.
First things first, you walk over to the crying cub and grab his head roughly. He is so much out of it, blindfolded and in agony, that he did not register your presence until now, and he cries out in fright.
"Beg me to rape you!" You commannd him, but he just shakes his head and mutters something.
"What was that?"
"Fuuuuck yoooouuuuuu," he manages to whisper out of his vocal chords that have been damaged from all his screaming.
That's it!
If he think it hurts now, he's got another thing coming!
(link:"Ask the gimp for some salt")["I need salt." You state, matter-of-factly, your rage twisting into an icyhot knife of reason and quasi-placidity.
"Salt?"
"Yes, the more coarse the better."
"I'll.... Have to fetch some."
The gimp puts the camera down, but makes sure to place it so that the wolfcub is in focus, and then he leaves.
"Gonna rub your wounds with salt, really rub it into your flayed skin, into your muscles and flesh, you little shitstain." You threaten the wolf, leaning in and caressing his ears softly, causing him to whimper deep in his throat and shake his head.
"What? You didn't beg to be raped, now things are going to be much worse!"
[[Continue to fuck with him until the gimp returns->SaltyCyber]]]You enter the room, and your eyes hungrily drink in the sight of the significant pool of blood that has amassed underneath the wolfcub from the cruel paddling you gave him.
The gimp is following along, and procures the camera, and you put on the demonic hood again, before you pull off the blindfold, the cub's red eyes seeking out your own, scared and angry all at once.
(link:"Tell him to beg to be raped")["Say, 'please rape me, sir." You command him, and his eyes narrow in defiance.
Guess you'll need to motivate him first, although you are somewhat impressed that he can hang there with his grounded-beef-like ass and still be feisty.
You head over and look for something interesting, and then find it, a bottle marked *Chili Oil XXX Xtra Strong*
(link:"Threaten him with the chili oil")[Having procured the spicy substance, you wisely put on a pair of rubber gloves before returning to the cub.
"See this?" You say, showing him the label. "I'll rub this into your wounds unless you beg me to rape you!"
He just shakes his head. Dumbass.
(link:"Put some into his eyes")[For a second, you get ready to rub the chili on his bloody asscheeks, but then you get a devillish idea.
You stand in front of the cub and let him see in detail as you slowly pour out a few nice dollops of the reddish-chunky sauce and smear it between your thumb, pointy and middle finger.
Then, without warning him, you grab his red headfur with the other paw, firmly holding him in place, and you liberally smear the chili fluid around his eyes, grinding your digits against his eyelids, the cub screaming as you make direct contact with his eyeballs, twisting his head hard enough to dislodge your grip as he convulses in fresh agony, tears running like a waterfull as his eyes burn as if you were poking them out with a red-hot iron.
"PleasePleasePleasePLease makitstopmakeitstopmakeitSTAAAAAHAHHHHPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!"
He bawls his eyes out and begins dangling from side to side and in a slow circular movement as well, almost a hypnotizing pattern if it wasn't for all his screaming.
You manage to grab his headfur, the cub's eyes sightless as you shout into his ear.
"Beg me to rape you, or I'll fucking pour the whole bottle over your ass!"
"Please, please... Rape me. Please!"
Even as he finishes he pathetic begging, he begins to scream out anew, his eyelids fluttering, red liquid running down his face.
[[Rape him->PaddleRape1]]]]]
Something primal awakens inside you and you turn to the gimp.
"You heard the boy. Set him free so he can fight me!"
The man puts his head askew and then shrugs dispassionately, moving over to flick a switch that lowers the chain that is holding the cub suspended.
As soon as he is able to, he moves his paws to the restriants and sets himself free.
Meanwhile, you undo your kimono, letting the garment fall to ground so it won't impede your movements.
The cub sees your nakedness and utters a vehement "//Sicko//"
Cyber's red eyes are narrowed in anger, but his expression is one of apprehension now that you are granting him his willful request.
"Not fair if there's two of you!" He sputters, and the gimp obliges, taking several steps back, holding up the camera to film the action.
The wolfcub puffs himself up and rotates his shoulders and his palms, obviously something he has seen out of an anime or something.
You, on the other paw, merely crackle your neck from side to side and get into a wrestling low stance.
Now, boxing is your main skill and what you have practiced the most, but plenty of cage fighters come to your uncle's gym to practice their boxing game, and you have sparred with them on numerous occasions.
Mostly practicing getting your ass thrown on the mat or pushed around or put into a variety of locks, as well as being shown how to avoid such things.
And of course how to put those moves to use as well. Great for getting bigger schoolyard bullies on the ground.
But at the moment, you are the bully, and you grin savagely behind your mask, extending your paw and furling your fingers backwards, silently telling the cub to attack you.
(link:"The wolfcub charges")[You are surprised by his speed as he springs into motion with a loud growl. It takes only a few moments before he gets near and then he lowers his head, trying for a headbutt against your groin.
It's almost too easy to stop him.
You sprawl, letting your legs kick backwards while you lope your arm around, under his head, catching him in a choking crank where his throat is resting in the crook of your elbow, your upper body pushing down on him.
Using your bigger strength and weight, you lean down, toes gripping the floor while the cub's knees are down, cranking his neck further and choking him which causes a loud and retchy gasp to emit from his mouth before his breath is cut off.
Grinning, you let off and push him down so that his face impacts the black-tiled floor with a meaty thud. Laughing half-drunkenly, you dance away as the cub groans out in pain, shaking his head, before getting on his feet.
His nose is bleeding slightly and there is an expression of rage on his face.
"FUCK YOU!" He screams out in a mixture of pain and anger, a few tears at his eyes, and he charges again, this time ending his attack in a savage kick up towards your groin.
[[Catch the kick with your knee]]]You pass through the short corridor, and enter the room through a door that opens easily.
Inside, the decor is made out in black paint, but colourful red and whites make up cartoon drawings that occupy the wall to your left and at the back of room.
To your right is a pink-coloured array of shelves that hold an assortment of toys, vibrators and, interestingly enough, a good variety of feathers.
There is a wooden cross and a stockade, made in small sizes that are standing on lifted legs and platforms for an adult to manipulate them easily while a cub is bound there.
Sitting on the floor, which is covered by a dark grey carpet, is a small lion cub. He is currently playing with a couple of toy cars, making wrooom-wrooom sounds, not registering your presence as he is engrossed in his play.
The boy is naked as the day he was born, small pouch and sheath visible to you
[[Say "Hi!"]]
[[This boy doesn't interest you. Leave->B]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "LemSpike")'s length <= 0)[(if:(history: where its name contains "LemNeedle")'s length <= 0)[You walk through the crimson door with the black numbers 12 on it and walk through a short corridor. Pushing through another door, heavy with sound insulation, you enter a room that is all made up of dull, black tiles, from the floor to the walls to the ceiling.
The only splash of colour in the room is a set of shelvings at the back wall that are coloured bright white, as well as a few bondage fixtures made out of stainless steel.
In one of these fixtures, you see a young bullcub. His eyes are covered with what looks like snorkling goggles, and he is situated in a bondage contraption that has him laying on his back on a steel surface, his knees bending and his footpaws resting on the tiled floor. He is strapped in with black, leather straps that bind his lower and upper legs, splaying them out for easy access to his crotch. His arms are strapped in by his sides, and his torso is strapped to the steel surface.
Above his head is a toilet seat, and there is a funnel going to his mouth, multiple small leather straps keeping it all in place, his neck bound by a heavy steel manacle, leaving him utterly immobile and defenceless to whatever you might wish to do.
(link:"Check out the bullcub")[You step near and notice that the goggles are full of shit, probably that which you deposited earlier. His bovine ears twitch as he hears you approach.
You grin cruelly at the thought of him being blinded by your mess and then check out his crotch.
Currently his sheath is free of restrictions and there is a bit of red sticking out of the bullcub's opening. Under his tail you can see a fairly beefy plug. Actually, now that you notice the base of the sextoy, you can see a small indentation on his stomach.
(link:"Push at his stomach")[Yup. That the tip of the toy, Lemmy mewls out as you push at his soft stomach skin and feel the rubber which is deeply inside him. He squirms a little and you notice a bit more red starting to poke out of his sheath.
(link:"Check out the shelvings at the back wall")[After checking out the young bovine, you head over to the white shelvings. There are all sorts of cruel and lewd toys there, dildos, plugs, pinwheels as well as a small assortment of needles, going from tiny and thin ones all the way to proper meat skewers.
There is also a collection of chastity devices, some made in steel, some in see-through plastic. One, which catches your eyes, is somewhat complex-looking. It has what looks like two dozen indentations on it, when you lift it to check it, you can see that the inside is a glinting array of tiny and sharp needles.
You check another device, made of see-through plastic, and this one is spiky on the insides, though the spikes are plastic and //merely// prickly.
[[Take the needle-chastity device with you and put in on the cub->LemNeedle]]
[[Take the uncomfortably-spiky plastic device and put it on the cub->LemSpike]]
[[None of this interests you. Leave the room->B]]]]
]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "LemNeedle")'s length >= 1)[The bullcub is choking on your shit and his dick is bleeding through the cruel needle device, kept cruelly hard by the plug up his ass that vibrates audibly.
There is nothing more here for you to do.
[[Leave->B]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "LemSpike")'s length >= 1)[Lemmy is gurgling on your shit while his member is trapped inside the spiked, see-through chastity device, kept hard by the vibrating toy.
There is nothing more for you to do with him.
[[Leave->B]]]You walk over to the fox you claimed the virginity of and observe the continuous outpouring of blood and cum from the six-year-old's ruined pussy. It's gaping and damaged, the buttocks not bloody but definitely red like it has recieved a spanking.
Or a brutal fucking.
You smile cruelly at the sight, and then get lewd thoughts about her tight sphincter, which has yet to be violated.
(link:"Finger her with the fluids from her cunt")[You jab two fingers harshly into the little fox's pussy, extracting a good amount of your own cum and her blood. She squeals out in renewed pain, but the german shepherd, who has joined in, is a good girl and thrusts forward, plugging her throat with the strapon again.
You take your red-dripping finger and push them at her tight asshole, not bothering to instruct her to relax, and plunge them in. Hard.
She shudders in her bondage as you stretch her too hard and too fast, inserting your digits up to the knuckles in one rough shove, and a gurgling whine is emitted from her throat. You begin to finger her properly, the tailhole already loosening, damaged, bleeding a little from the too-quick stretching.
The sight of her sphincter getting loose and bloody turns something on in your mind, and your cock surges to attention. Figuring the residual rodent cum and her sanguine fluids will be enough, you push your cockhead to her virgin ass.
(link:"Fuck that ass")[She squeals out as half your length is inserted on the first push, but her ass is simply too tight for you to penetrate fully on the first go, and you begin piston-fucking the fox's tailhole like there was no tomorrow. You grab on to her hips for leverage and push harder, cramming more and more of your cock inside, until you finally manage to push it to the base.
The tightness and warmth there is completely different from her pussy, and the lewdness of fucking two of her holes bloody fills your mind with sparks, causing you to increase your pace even further, pelvis smack-smacking against her rump.
All the while she is gurgling her protests through the dildo that's plugging her throat, and whenever the ten-year-old pushes it down, the fox convulses and gags, which causes her already tight hole to tighten further, ripping further, more and more wetness enveloping your cock and gushing against your crotch.
(link:"Finish inside her sloppy hole")[Your nuts draw up against your body for a repeated orgasm, and you growl out, gripping the foxgirl's hip and tail firmly as you ram inside at full force, nutsack slapping wetly against her bleeding pussy.
Your growl turns to a howl of dominance and cruelty as you shoot your load into her bloody bowels, and the sqeuals from the girl instensify as she gets a second filling of rodent spunk.
You pull out and jerk your bloody cock off with very wet squelches, the last ropes arching over her back and matting the fur there, tainted with the red blood that is all over your cock, balls and crotch.
You are done with this cub, but definitely need a cleanup. Taking a step back, your eyes take in the sight of her ruined pussy, which is gaping open and bleeding freely, having been claimed far too harshly for her age and her virginity. Her ass is similarily gaping, the sphincter shuddering and trying to close in vain, semen and bright blood pouring out, running down over her ruined cunt, twin trails of white and red joining and spattering to the floor.
Licking your lips, you walk around, the german shepherd wordlessly moving away, extracting the dildo which had been plugging the fox girl's throat.
The fox heaves out deep sobs, saliva and slobber dribbling to the floor, and you present your bloody cock to her. Annica sees it and you see her eyes rolling to the back of their sockets, the girl almost passing out.
(link:"Slap her")[You give her face a harsh slap, then a backhand, rocking her head roughly and causing her to re-focus.
"Suck me clean," you command, even as you insert your blood-dripping member into her mouth.
She cries freely as you use her muzzle as a rag to clean off the evidence of her violation, loud sobs that echo with dullness in the room.
You make sure to push in your entire, softening cock, but her mouth is not enough, and after you feel satisfied, you head back to the entrance, where a table provides a packet of disposable wipes.
It takes half the box to wipe all the blood off your fur, and you are sure there is a slight discolouration on your crotch or under your balls, but it's good enough for rock and roll.
You head back, grab your kimono, and take in the sight of the two cubs.
The german shepherd, still wearing the strap-on, is on her knees and comforting the foxcub, who is still shuddering her way through deep sobs.
[[Leave->B]]]]]]The whole stockade is lifted so that an adult, or a teenager, can have easy access to whoever is strapped in, and there is perfect space for you to get close and angle your member against her tiny pussy.
You feel slightly woozy at the sight of your girth as it pushes against her entrance, the size difference between you is stark and arousing, and your member throbs, pushing against her virgin folds. Quite randy already, some amount of precum is covering the head, but you are sure the friction will be more than painful for the little cub.
(link:"Ram it in")[You show no mercy to Annica, and force your member inside in one harsh shove, breaking her hymen and bottoming out on this first push.
She screams out in pain, followed by deep and shuddering sobs as you begin to mate her properly, ramming your hips forward as hard as you can, enjoying her clenching tightness.
The blood is almost squeezed out of your cock from how tight she is and how much she is clenching and you groan out in pleasure as you take this little girl's maidenhood for yourself, violating her, letting your most base desires defile her.
You grab her tail and get into a quick rhytm, short-thrusting into her wet cunt, which is bleeding from the harsh action, the sanguine fluid acting as lubricant.
All the while the foxcub is screaming and begging for you to stop, how much she is hurting, inane drivel that makes you angry.
(link:"Tell the german shepherd to shut up the fox")[Pausing for a second, you look at the shelving and notice a girthy strap-on there.
"Hey, girl!" You say to the german shepherd, "Put on that strap-on and plug this bitch's mouth with it!"
The green eyed ten-year-old hurries over, casting worried glances at you and the fox, quickly mounting the strap-on which dangles some seven inches long of humanoid, blue rubber.
"Quickly now, shove it down her throat!"
The young canine comes over and present the tool to the little foxcub, who looks up and mewls plaintively.
"Get. To. It." You snap, and the german shepherd shivers and then shoves the phallus inside the younger girl's mouth, cramming it full and plugging her throat.
(link:"Annica clenches up")[As the strap-on forces its way down her gullet, the young fox chokes on it and gurgles, her whole body tensing up, including her already tight pussy.
You roar out in pleasure as you begin ramming her again, the additional tightness more than a vice grip, and you have to yank harshly at her tail to force yourself in. She sputters and chokes while you fuck her even more bloody and you see red, ramming harshly, piston-fucking her bleeding cunt like a jackhammer, your whole crotch beginning to be coloured red.
Finally, you roar out even louder, the feeling of dominance, of primal claimings, of having a bleeding cub on your cock causing you to orgasm and paint her insides white, shooting your cum directly into her womb.
You make long and powerful strokes as the gurgling cub has her muzzle fucked by the other girl, who you notice has a slight smirk on her face, somehow enjoying her own little display of dominance.
Or maybe it is just the reprieve from being claimed so harshly by you.
Either way, your cock is milked utterly dry inside the fox' bleeding pussy and you finally pull out with a lewd slurp and a gush of rodent cum mixed with virgin blood.
[[Force Annica to clean your blood-stained member and leave]]
]]](if:(history: where its name contains "SabFuck")'s length >= 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "Sour")'s length <= 0)[Sabrina is hanging on the cross, huffing and puffing with your seed dripping out of her cunt.
There is nothing more for you here to do.
[[Leave->B]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Pick up a spiked dildo and an inflatable buttplug")'s length >= 1)[(if:(history: where its name contains "PopPow")'s length <= 0)[Sabrina is whimpering. The toy inside her ass still connected to the little fox's paw.
[[Dildofuck her bloody and pop her sphincter with the plug->PopPow]]
[[You have no wish to play with the canine. Leave->B]]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "PopPow")'s length >= 1)[There's no one here. The only evidence of your cruel acts are the twin pools of blood in front and behind the cross.
[[Leave->B]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "SabTor")'s length >= 1)[The german shepherd Sabrina is still on the cross, her breasts bound and purple, a needle through each nipple.
You may come back for her or the fox at a later time, but for now, you have no interest in these bitches.
[[Leave->B]]]
Before you even step near the girls, you throw off your kimono, member raising and spasming at the sight of the naked cubs. You stand in front of the fox girl and note that your crotch is practically at maw-level, and decide to let her work your shaft before your take her over to the bed for her defloration.
Before that, you kneel down and try to smile warmly, to re-assure the fox.
"Hi there, cutie. What's your name?" You ask.
"My- My name is Annica," she says shyly.
"Well, Annica, do you know what you are supposed to do?" You ask the anxious little cub, and she nods her head, splaying her ears back and blushing.
"You are going to put your peepee inside my mouth and my coochie," she says in a sweet voice that is tinged with worry.
"Then start with your muzzle, foxie, suck my cock like it was a lollipop," you say lewdly, getting to your feet and grabbing your member and angling it towards her.
She steps in and takes a few uncertain whiffs, her whiskers twitching, before she opens up and takes in the head.
The lewdness of the situation makes your cock spasm, and it throbs harder as her warm muzzle envelops it. She scounges up her head from the taste, but does as ordered, suckling on it with lewd slurps, her tiny lips nippling at your glans through your foreskin.
(link:"\"Pull the skin back, foxie.\"")[You tell the girl to pull your foreskin back, and her eyes widen as she complies, getting a good look of your exposed cockhead, swollen almost purple with arousal.
Without being ordered, she leans in and takes it all into her muzzle, suckling with delightful squelches.
(link:"Order the other girl to pleasure the fox")[You are moaning out in pleasure as the little cub suckles on your cockhead, then you turn your attention to the german shepherd, asking for her name.
"I'm Sabrina," she says.
"Well, Sabrina, why don't you fetch a vibrator and help me get Annica in the mood?" You ask.
The ten year old complies and you take a nice look at her backside, noting her gait, the cub obviously getting close to or having entered puberty, her buttocks plump and enticing. The thought causes your member to spasm and you cannot help but thrust forward a little, sinking more of your shaft into the six-year-old's mouth.
She whines and gurgles a little, but keeps on with her suckling and you begin to gyrate your hips slowly.
Sabrina comes back with fairly big toy, made of plastic with a large knob at the end. She pushes a button and it begins to vibrate with a loud hum.
(link:"\"Push it against her pussy!\"")[The german shepherd does as ordered, and the little fox mewls out as her sensitive slit is pushed against by the vibrator. You can feel her tremoring in pleasure and you ride her muzzle a bit harder, most of your shaft entering her mouth, she gurgles a little as you cram it to the back of her throat, but you let off and keep your pistoning to a managable level.
Still, she looks up at you cutely with her brown eyes, a couple of tears forming there, but she obediently keeps on suckling.
[[Take her to bed and deflower her]]]]](if:(history: where its name contains "HorseSound")'s length >= 1)[You check out Sepf.
He is crying and whimpering in his bondage. His tailhole is spread open by the large dildo to the point of bleeding, and the medium setting electrical currents are coursing through his urethra and his nutsack.
The wooden horse is rocking back and forth in a cylindrical pattern, cramming the toy deep up his bleeding ass again and again.
For a minute, you admire the sight. Then, you leave.]
(if:(history: where its name contains "HorseWeight")'s length >= 1)[You enter the room and are instantly barraged by the sound of high-pitched screams that turn to gasps when the cruel electrical currents impact Sepf.
His ruptered tailhole is bleeding freely, and all the blood coming from his body is coalescing in a large pool underneath the wooden horse.
The electrical currents let off and he cries out again, shuddering and convulsing in his bondage, nipple-clamps clinking as the weights attached to them sway.
It happens again.
And again.
And again.
Enjoying his torment, you feel your member harden underneath your kimono, but you decide against rubbing one out, wanting to find another victim to play with.]
[[Leave->B]]"Hi!" You say somewhat loudly, shocking the cub who meeps out and drops his toy cars on the carpet.
His head turns up to face you, and his blue eyes stare at you with worry. The little toddler, barely of age to attend kindergarten, seems to know that his playtime is over and that //your// playtime is about to begin.
"What's your name, kitty?" You ask the boy.
"I'm Percival," says the lion cub, worriedly sticking a thumb into his mouth and suckling on it cutely.
"Do you know why I am here?" You ask him.
He nods at your question, and begins to blush a little, suckling harder. You see a tiny bit of red poking out of his toddler-sized sheath, this little boy obviously conditioned and trained well despite his young age.
"Answer me, instead of sucking your thumb like a little baby!" You bark out, startling the cub a little and making his eyes a little moist from your tone.
He pulls out his thumb, which is glistening wet, and then speaks up in a shaky voice.
"Yo-you are gonna make me su-suck your weiner and tie me up and put your peepee or a d-d-d-dildo in my bumhole or tickle me whi-whi-while I'm helpless!"
Those are some tantalizing options, you think, and as you look at his spit-slicked thumb, you wonder how his tiny muzzle might feel wrapped around your dick.
You undo the belt of your kimono and throw it off, cock already at full mast and ready to play with this small cub.
(link:"Tell him to blow you")["That's right, Percival," you say, "so let's start by having you suck me cock like it was a lollipop!"
He whimpers, but gets his legs under him and stand up, following your command. He comes over and looks up at you with a worried expression, even though he might like what happens, he also dislikes it, that much is obvious.
His blue eyes are slightly teary, staring up at you like this, and his head is only just barely at the level of your crotch, perfect for some oral action.
"Come on now, blow me, kid!" You command.
Percival closes his eyes and leans in, snout curling a little at the scent of your member, before his silky-soft lips make contact and envelops the head of your cock.
He might be used to such things, but he is not skilled, his mouth simply sucking fairly hard, causing you to gasp out from the intense sensation.
(link:"Steer him deeper")[You want more, and grab his headfur somewhat roughly, causing him to 'eeep out as you plunge half your cock into his muzzle.
It is warm and very tight as you begin to ride his face, the cub gurgling as you plunge in to just before the back of his throat and out again. You keep this up for a while, feeling the pressure rise in your body, blushing at the thought of using a toddler's mouth as a personal fleshlight.
(link:"Pull off before you cum")[Suddenly very close to an orgasm, you pull off so that only the tip of your cock is at his pursed lips. Percival's slightly teary eyes open up and the blue orbs are narrowed slightly in consternation, but as you look down, you can see the hint of red have grown bigger in his sheath.
A natural tailraiser!
That thought spurs you on, and you surprise him by cramming his head against your crotch, your cock travelling down his gullet until an inexorable pressure stops it, his nose an inch away from your crotchfur.
He gurgles and gags in protest, battering his small paws with no effect, and you hold him firm, even as he begins to struggle, keeping his airways shut off for a good while until he is shaking and violently struggling in your grasp. His //very// tight throat is clenching like mad, and he spews out slime and snot from his nostrils as his eyes travel further and further back in their sockets.
[[Pull him off and put him on the cross->Pcross]]
[[Pull him off and tie him to the stockade->Pstock]]]]
]You finally let go of the toddlercub's head and he pulls himself back with a shuddering gasp, falling on his rump, before getting into a coughing fit that emits saliva and throatslime from his mouth.
He gets control of himself and looks at you with as harsh a glare as a cub can muster, but you just reach down and grab him by the scruff of his neck, his weight low enough for you to hoist him up and dangle him in front of your face.
"Gonna put you on the cross, kitty!" You tell him and carry him over, the toddler shuddering a little, grabbing at your arm with his small paws to take off some of the pressure on his scruff.
As you walk over, you marvel at the sensation of his soft fur and how the skin stretches as you carry him.
Such a young cub for you to enjoy and torment!
He struggles a little as you begin to fasten him, and you give him a couple of swats on his bottom, forcing him to comply.
(link:"Tickle the cub")[Once you have him fully bondaged on the cross, you begin to let your paws run over his small body.
The cross is on a lifted platform, so that the cub is standing at a good height for you to molest him, and you lean in and rub at his stomach, at his sides, caressing his little pouch and sheath, as well as his taint.
You walk around the cross, to where his rump is underneath the X where the wood meets, and you grab at his buttocks, kneading them, letting your fingers trail the cubfatty curves of the cub.
Whenever you let your fingers run through his soft fur, Percival shudders, the sensations obviously intense for him. You figure out that he is probably quite ticklish and sensitive, and begin to be more deliberate.
You walk around to his front again, and his blue eyes stare with great worry as you extend the fingers on both hands like twin spiders, and then you dive in, tickling at his sides.
"Noooooo! Staaaaaaaaahp!!!" The toddler cries out while laughing uncontrollably, as you tickle him around his abdomen, occasionally letting your paws go lower and tickle at the inside of his thighs.
He squirms and cries out, tears running from his eyes, face utterly flushed from it all, as you keep up the relentless tickling of his stomach, sides and thighs.
"Pleaseeeeeee. Nooooo. No-no-no, I'm gonna pee!" the little lion cries out and you consider tickling him until he pisses himself.
[[Continue tickling him->Ppiss]]
[[Stop tickling him, unstrap his legs and fuck him on the cross->PcrossF]]]You give the tiny cub a couple more hard thrusts until you feel him almost go limp and then you give him a hard shove, letting him fall to the carpeted floor in a shuddering mess of coughs and sputters.
Giving him no time to recover, you walk over and grab his scruff, lifting him up easily, and carry him over to the stockade, strapping him in while he is still disoriented from oxygen depravation.
The stockade is designed for a small cub, and the leg rests are a little special, as they open like the number 8, so that you can strap his thighs in, then bend his knees and pull his floofy footpaws backwards into the upper part of the 8, so that they are up in the air and vulnerable to your ministraitons.
You take a look over at the various implements you can use and decide that you will tickle his soles while claiming his muzzle, and cram a plug up his tailhole now that you are at it.
[[Do that->PercyFeather]]
[[On second thought, you decide to leave. Untie the cub and head for the exit and leave->B]]You feel devious, and walk around the cross, the toddler breathing shuddering sighs of relief as his tickle torture stops.
However, he quickly finds out that you are not that kind.
From behind him, you reach around, putting your palms into the soft tufts of fur in his armpits, and you rub him there a little. For a while, you just rub at these most sensitive spots, and Percival squirms and giggles, then begins to really struggle as you let your fingertips dance there, small and tiny and poking caresses that cause him to writhe this way and that, with enough force for the straps holding him to creak and the cross to wobble a little.
You reach down, tickling at the sides of his body, then up again, your fingers playing him like a fiddle and he squirms and cries and shudders and blubbers out, his breathing getting more and more and fast as he is stimulated so intensely.
"PleasePleasePLease! Staaaaaaaahppppppppp!" His cry turns into a blubbering moan as he shakes his head from side to side, and you get a first-row view of his stomach spasming as he finally unloads the contents of his bladder.
You intensify the tickling further as he squirms and shivers, and his pee travels all over the place, seeping into the plush carpet in a wide area.
[[Untie his legs and fuck him on the cross->PeFu]]Satisfied that you have tormented him enough, you finally let go, the lion toddler shivering and gasping as his bladder almost vacated itself from your cruel tickling.
You walk around and find his blush of humiliation //immensely// satisfying, reaching for his damp headfur and caressing him for a minute, letting him come down from the intense experience.
Then you grab at his member and begin to toy with it, coaxing out his tiny erection, and the cub begins to moan softly, his shuddering dissapating, his breathing turning deeper.
"Gonna fuck you now, kitty," you tell him, reaching down to un-do the straps on his feet.
The toddler moans out uncertainly as you resume molesting his dicklet, your other paw rubbing and squeezing softly at his pouch.
You want to be intense and only fuck him with spit as lube.
(link:"Do it")[Throughout your tickle torture of the little lion, your member has remained hard as ever, and it is glistening a little from the toddler's spit.
You grab at the head and spit a good wad of saliva on your cock, before you grab at the cub's legs and lift them up, almost all the way to his head, his tiny body flexible and pliant in your strong grasp.
Underneath his twitching member is his little pucker, which is a little bit reddened and swollen, obviously somewhat well-trained, and you step forward and push the tip of your member against it.
Percival cries out as you begin to stretch him, and you hiss at the incredible tightness of his butt, and you penetrate it with agonizing slowness. The friction is immense, and fresh tears are falling from the cub's eyes, his vocalizations turning to those of pain as his tailhole is spread open without much lubrication.
He whines loudly and you gasp as your cockhead finally pops inside, and you rest it there for half minute, slowly gyrating your hips, letting his tender flesh accomodate your girth. The toddler cries out in pain, begging for you to stop, but you keep up the gyrations, letting your member travel further and further inside.
(link:"Fuck him. Hard")[Feeling him get a little more loose, you cannot hold back anymore. Your paws grip tighter, as hard as vices, as you prepare yourself.
You pull your cock out so that only the very tip is inside his clenching ringstar and then you //ram// it forward, all the way in, as roughly as possible.
The toddler screams out in pain as you hilt him, and then begin to cry in shuddering gasps as you drive the wind from his lungs in an intense powerfuck, your rodent nutsack slamming against the base of his puffy tail, your cock claiming him as your bitch.
You step in a little and speed up, pistonfucking the lioncub with harsh thrusts that make his breaths wheezy and the wooden cross rattle a little, getting faster and faster, brutally spearing him again and again.
(link:"Bite at his throat and fill him with cum")[The predator in front of you, claimed so roughly, crying and screaming, causes something animalistic to fire off inside your brain, and you bite down on his throat, keeping him in place, squeezing his windpipe so his loud vocalizations are almost completely silenced.
Your dominance complete, you fuck him even faster, feeling your balls drawing up, before you growl loudly with his throat between your teeth, thrusting as hard as possible as you unload inside his bruised tailhole.
You grunt and groan as you shoot your semen and then step back, roughly pulling your member out of his puffy and raw asshole.
Percival is shuddering and crying, but you notice that his cock is cock hard, and you reach for it, and he instantly moans out as you masturbate him, taking less than ten seconds to drycum, shuddering and whimpering as the pleasure washes over his body.
"Bi-Bi-Big //meanie//!!" He says when he has his breath again.
You give him a smirk. He was yours to claim, so you did.]]]
[[Stop playing with him. Untie him. Get cleaned and leave->B]]Satisfied that you have tormented him enough, you finally let go, the lion toddler shivering and gasping as his bladder vacates itself fully until a few drops just dribble out.
You walk around and find his blush of humiliation //immensely// satisfying, reaching for his damp headfur and caressing him for a minute, letting him come down from the intense experience.
Then you grab at his member and begin to toy with it, coaxing out his tiny erection, and the cub begins to moan softly, his shuddering dissapating, his breathing turning deeper.
"Gonna fuck you now, kitty," you tell him, reaching down to un-do the straps on his feet.
The toddler moans out uncertainly as you resume molesting his dicklet, your other paw rubbing and squeezing softly at his pouch.
You want to be intense and only fuck him with spit as lube.
(link:"Do it")[Throughout your tickle torture of the little lion, your member has remained hard as ever, and it is glistening a little from the toddler's spit.
You grab at the head and spit a good wad of saliva on your cock, before you grab at the cub's legs and lift them up, almost all the way to his head, his tiny body flexible and pliant in your strong grasp.
Underneath his twitching member is his little pucker, which is a little bit reddened and swollen, obviously somewhat well-trained, and you step forward and push the tip of your member against it.
Percival cries out as you begin to stretch him, and you hiss at the incredible tightness of his butt, and you penetrate it with agonizing slowness. The friction is immense, and fresh tears are falling from the cub's eyes, his vocalizations turning to those of pain as his tailhole is spread open without much lubrication.
He whines loudly and you gasp as your cockhead finally pops inside, and you rest it there for half minute, slowly gyrating your hips, letting his tender flesh accomodate your girth. The toddler cries out in pain, begging for you to stop, but you keep up the gyrations, letting your member travel further and further inside.
(link:"Fuck him. Hard")[Feeling him get a little more loose, you cannot hold back anymore. Your paws grip tighter, as hard as vices, as you prepare yourself.
You pull your cock out so that only the very tip is inside his clenching ringstar and then you //ram// it forward, all the way in, as roughly as possible.
The toddler screams out in pain as you hilt him, and then begin to cry in shuddering gasps as you drive the wind from his lungs in an intense powerfuck, your rodent nutsack slamming against the base of his puffy tail, your cock claiming him as your bitch.
You step in a little and speed up, pistonfucking the lioncub with harsh thrusts that make his breaths wheezy and the wooden cross rattle a little, getting faster and faster, brutally spearing him again and again.
(link:"Bite at his throat and fill him with cum")[The predator in front of you, claimed so roughly, crying and screaming, causes something animalistic to fire off inside your brain, and you bite down on his throat, keeping him in place, squeezing his windpipe so his loud vocalizations are almost completely silenced.
Your dominance complete, you fuck him even faster, feeling your balls drawing up, before you growl loudly with his throat between your teeth, thrusting as hard as possible as you unload inside his bruised tailhole.
You grunt and groan as you shoot your semen and then step back, roughly pulling your member out of his puffy and raw asshole.
Percival is shuddering and crying, but you notice that his cock is cock hard, and you reach for it, and he instantly moans out as you masturbate him, taking less than ten seconds to drycum, shuddering and whimpering as the pleasure washes over his body.
"Bi-Bi-Big //meanie//!!" He says when he has his breath again.
You give him a smirk. He was yours to claim, so you did.]]]
[[Stop playing with him. Untie him. Get cleaned and leave->B]]The lion toddler is mewling uncertainly as you head over to the shelvings and procure a nice, thick plug which vibrates and a long, white feather, perhaps from a swan.
You return to him and note how his muzzle is still sloppy with saliva and slime from the rough mouthfuck. Roughly scraping with you fingers, you pull some of the slick substance off and apply it to the buttplug.
(link:"Insert the plug")[You walk around the bondaged cub, whose legs are splayed to the sides by the stockade, giving you easy access to his small rump. His pucker is a little reddened and swollen, ostensibly somewhat well-trained, and you take the buttplug and begin inserting it.
Percival mewls out from the stretch, then gets //really// loud as it crests his sphinter and pops inside, your firm pressure not giving him enough time to be stretched properly beforehand. Smirking deviously, you activate the vibration, which is controlled by a button on the bottom of the black piece of silicone. The cub moans out as the vibrations buzz right against his prostate and you can see his member quickly firming up.
"You like that, huh?" Said something rhetorically, comes out of your mouth, and you give his rump a few hard spanks, which causes him to gasp out in pain and tense up, making the plug wobble deliciously.
You give him a few more spanks before you walk around the stockade and face him down, presenting the large, white feather to his worried, blue eyes.
"Please......"
"Yeah, I'll do what I please!" You say.
[[Tickle his feet]]]The stockade is lifted and of the perfect height for your pelvis to be just about the face of the little tyke, but your aching member is denied its pleasure for a little while yet, as you lean in over Percival and bring the white feather to bear on his footpaws that are fastened such that they are facing you.
You start off with slight brushes, and the reaction is instantanious. The little lion begs for mercy even at these light touches, and his toes curl up from the sensations. You keep the light brushing for a while, first one sole, then the other, his cute little toes dancing and clenching and extending fully depending on how or where on the sole you touch him with the feather.
Then, you let it make passes around his rump, circling the base of the plug which is still vibrating up his butt, and you notice that he clenches and makes the black silicone wobble even more than when you spanked him.
Devillishly, you begin to tickle properly, on his reddened buttocks, and Percival cries and begs louder and louder as the white feather touches his sensitive skin from all directions, brushing, circling, the toddler squirming the best he can but getting nowhere.
Now you are ready for the real part of the torment, and you ruthlessly bring the feather against the soles of his feet, applying force enough to bend it as it brushes over and over and over.
"Nuuuuuhhhhhhhh, pweeasssssshsshhhheheheeeee sttahaaaaaaaaaaahhhhpppppp!" The toddler cries out, his voice warbling and crying and laughing at the same time from the intense tickling you apply.
You don't listen, though, and keep up the cruel torment for several more minutes until you hear a patter from underneath as he looses control of his bladder and pees down on the carpet underneath the stockade.
(link:"Shut his crying mouth with your cock")[You stop tickling him and take a step back. Percival is absolutely, completely red-faced, crying freely from the ticklish torment and the humilation from losing control of his bladder.
"They should put a diaper on you!" You tease him, and you grab your erection and angle it towards his mouth.
He barely registers the sight, that is, until you grab at his jaw and pry his muzzle open, stepping forward and letting your erection travel into his mouth and down his throat.
In this position, you can just barely reach his soles with the feather, and you begin to tickle him again, even as you ride his face just as hard as you did before.
You cram the length in to the hilt and short-thrust down his clenching throat, the cub squirming and spasming and practically convulsing, new spatters on the carpet announcing the second emptying of his bladder as his soles are tormented.
He is giggling and gagging and shaking, and you reach for the buttplug, just able to touch the base, and push the button, which causes the vibrations to increase to a very loud buzz. The cub startles, and his leonine tail goes completely straight and puff out, the toddler mewling from the intense stimulation.
You resume the hard facefuck, tickle him some more, occasionally giving his clenching buttocks some hard spanks, depriving him of breath, comfort and relief for minute after minute, slowing down and tickling intensely, then speeding up, having a harder time tickling, his body shuddering there, then convulsing when you slow down with you cock hilted, the little lion choking on the meat as he convulses hard enough in his bondage to make reddened marks appear where it holds him.
Finally, you stop the torment and focus on your pleasure, cramming his neck full of your meat at full force, and you shoot your sticky load down the gurgling toddler's gullet, finishing up with spanking his rump harshly, Percival crying out in renewed pain.
Once your nutsack is emptied, you give his soles another good minute of tickling for good measure, before you let off, uncereminiously pull the plug out with a lewd POP and a wail from the red-faced lion.
You let him out of his bondage, and he simply rests there, utterly tuckered out from it all.
Despite it all, the plug has kept his member hard, and he mewls as you reach for it and jerk him off efficienty, dry-cumming within a minute in another series of convulsions and loud cries of conflicted emotions and sensations.
When he comes down from his climax, he pushes himself off the stockade and staggers over to his toy cars, studiously ignoring you.
You head for the exit, clean off and get dressed and leave after putting the plug and the feather back on their places.
[[Leave->B]]]You take the vicious-looking chastity device with you and go over and fasten it to the bullcub's crotch, the eight-year-old mewling uncertainly as you rummage with his package.
Then, you move around the bondage contraption, throw off you kimono, and get up on the plastic seat above his head. You can feel his breath whooshing out, tickling your scrotum.
You notice a remote control, and lean down to pick it up, it has the buttons ON and buttons with one, two and three arrows.
(link:"Turn it on")[There is a sharp whoosh of air as the large toy up the bullcub's ass begins to vibrate in a low buzz.
You feel almost lightheaded from what you are about to do, the alcohol in your system spurring you on, as well as moving the passage of your bowels along. Your cock hardens, and you pump it a few times as you imagine the cruel act you are about to commit.
(link:"Defacate")[You grunt and a fart sputters out your rear. The cub cries out, the sound amplified by the funnel, and then his voice is cut short as soft-serve shit oozes out your pucker and down the funnel, ending up in his mouth.
"You better eat it, or I'll make the vibrator go harder!" You threaten, but you don't hear any sounds that indicate he's complying.
(link:"Push the button with the 2 arrows")[Your grin must look slightly deranged, as you push the button with the two arrows, and the buzz up the cub's tailhole is amplified.
You slowly jerk off as you wait for the effect and suddenly the cub cries out, a couple spatters of your shit pushing up the tube as his member hardens and touches against the needles inside the cock cage.
//Now// you hear munching sounds and loud whines, the bovine trying to obey your order, and you push the button with 1 arrow on it, letting off the pressure.
The eating sounds continue, and you feel a rumble in your stomach, and let another turd drop down the funnel, followed by more whines and gurgles of discontent.
The eight-year-old cub is doing his best, but you begin to hear retching sounds and then you hear the gurgle that indicates he lost control of his stomach. You look at the tube and notice it's filling up with a slurry of re-digested scat.
(link:"Push the button with the 3 arrows and cum")[You jerk off somewhat viciously, as you push the button with the 3 arrows. The buzz up the cub's tailhole gets very loud and you see his stomach convulse a little from it all.
Then comes the whine, which turns to a mewl, which turns to a gurgling scream, bubbles of air making the scat in the funnel make insistent plopping sounds, sending specks of the stinky shit up to impact your undercarriage.
You don't care at this point, jerking yourself off hard, the choked-out screams of the cub seranading your orgasm and you stand up and angle your member down the funnel, ropes of jizz spurting out to the coat the mud, the bubbles of screamy air quickly mixing it into a slurry.
With huffs and puffs you make your way down the bondage contraption and step around it, taking a good look at the cub's crotch.
Blood is running freely, and at the tip you can see his member angrily pushing against the chastity cage and the needles hidden within, there's even a little glob of precum at his tip, though you doubt he's in much pleasure right now.
Choked with your shit, the plug at maximum and his little pecker bleeding, you leave the cub behind.
At the exit to the room is a small table with a packet of disposable wipes. You clean off your backside throughoughly and then retrieve your kimono, before heading to the circular room.
[[Leave->B]]]]]]You take the cruel-looking, see-through chastity device with you and go over and fasten it to the bullcub's crotch, the eight-year-old mewling uncertainly as you rummage with his package.
Then, you move around the bondage contraption, throw off you kimono, and get up on the plastic seat above his head. You can feel his breath whooshing out, tickling your scrotum.
You notice a remote control, and lean down to pick it up, it has the buttons ON and buttons with one, two and three arrows.
(link:"Turn it on")[There is a sharp whoosh of air as the large toy up the bullcub's ass begins to vibrate in a low buzz.
You feel almost lightheaded from what you are about to do, the alcohol in your system spurring you on, as well as moving the passage of your bowels along. Your cock hardens, and you pump it a few times as you imagine the cruel act you are about to commit.
(link:"Defacate")[You grunt and a fart sputters out your rear. The cub cries out, the sound amplified by the funnel, and then his voice is cut short as soft-serve shit oozes out your pucker and down the funnel, ending up in his mouth.
"You better eat it, or I'll make the vibrator go harder!" You threaten, but you don't hear any sounds that indicate he's complying.
(link:"Push the button with the 2 arrows")[Your smirk lewdly, as you push the button with the two arrows, and the buzz up the cub's tailhole is amplified.
You slowly jerk off as you wait for the effect and suddenly the cub cries out, a couple spatters of your shit pushing up the tube as his member hardens and touches against the spiky plastic inside the cock cage. It is all visible to you, his member grown out of its sheath and pushing cruelly against the chastity device.
//Now// you hear munching sounds and loud whines, the bovine trying to obey your order, and you push the button with 1 arrow on it, letting off the pressure.
The eating sounds continue, and you feel a rumble in your stomach, and let another turd drop down the funnel, followed by more whines and gurgles of discontent.
The eight-year-old cub is doing his best, but you begin to hear retching sounds and then you hear the gurgle that indicates he lost control of his stomach. You look at the tube and notice it's filling up with a slurry of re-digested scat.
(link:"Push the button with the 3 arrows and cum")[You jerk off somewhat roughly, as you push the button with the 3 arrows. The buzz up the cub's tailhole gets very loud and you see his stomach vibrate a little from it all.
Then comes the whine, which turns to a mewl, which turns to a gurgling cry, bubbles of air making the scat in the funnel make insistent plopping sounds, sending specks of the stinky shit up to impact your undercarriage.
You don't care at this point, jerking yourself off hard, the choked-out crying of the cub seranading your orgasm and you stand up and angle your member down the funnel, ropes of jizz spurting out to the coat the mud, the bubbles of screamy air quickly mixing it into a slurry.
With huffs and puffs you make your way down the bondage contraption and step around it, taking a good look at the cub's crotch.
The vibration up his butt has caused his member to harden as much as physically possible, the clear plastic spikes making indentations in the sensitive flesh, there's even a little glob of precum at his tip, though you doubt he's in much pleasure right now.
Choked with your shit, the plug at maximum and his little pecker tormented, you leave the cub behind.
At the exit to the room is a small table with a packet of disposable wipes. You clean off your backside throughoughly and then retrieve your kimono, before heading to the circular room.
[[Leave->B]]]]]]You decide to pick up a bullwhip some 4 feet long as your first instrument.
It is not something you are familiar with at all, but you figure wet-towel snapping in the locker rooms count as practice for the torturous tool.
The blue-grey furred cub whimpers as you get closer, straining a little against the straps that fasten him to the cross in a futile effort that makes you smile cruelly.
You decide to practice your aim on his body and his thighs first, and try the tool out in the air a few times, trying to make it *snap* in the air, hardly succeding more than one out of five times, but you figure that is good enough for rock and roll.
Pulling back your arm for the first whip-lash, you manage to make a decent impact on his lower abdomen, impacting the white fur there and leaving a red stripe. The cub cries out in pain, then again as your second strike is true as well. He emits a whimper as you bungle a lash and then cries loudly as you manage a succesful one again, this one on his thigh.
He cries louder and harder as you get into a rhytm, and his stomach and his thighs are soon covered by angry red stripes, a few of them made with enough force and skill to actually bleed, spurring you on.
(link:"Aim for his genitals")[You try an underpaw strike that misses, and the crack of the whiplash impacts his asscrack instead of his balls. It hurts all the same and he yelps loudly, then screams as the next strike impacts his nutsack directly, causing a little gash to form there.
Sepf convulses on the cross, already at his limit, and you note that the tender skin of his nutsack won't survive another impact.
[[Continue with the whip->Cast]]
[[You have had enough. Untie the crying cub and then leave->B]]]The blood is roaring in your ears and your erection is straining against your kimono, and you decide to pull it off before continuing.
Naked and aroused, you ready another strike, once again from the underhand, and like before it misses its mark and impacts him on his taint instead.
Sepf cries in pain and then emits a piercing shriek as your next lash impacts his pouch and splits the skin there.
You gasp out even as he screams as loudly as his lungs will allow, blood dribbling down to impact the hardwood floor with spattering sounds that are drowned out by Sepf's cries.
Another strike and you see the skin peeling apart.
Another, true as well, and his nutsack is cut in twain, his small orbs unfurling in their stringy bits and veins and torn flesh and dangling underneath in a spray of blood.
(link:"You wanted to paddle him, but decide to try the box of needles you noticed instead")[Smiling like a mad man, you throw the whip away and head over the rack and procure a box containing small sewing needles, wanting to perforate his testicles with them.
You return and the cub is still screaming with his eyes shut, tears running down to mingle with the blood underneath.
Uncaring about the sanguine liquid, you grab a hold on one of the stones, which causes him to gasp and sieze up as you paw latches on to his blood-slickened testicle.
Needle between your fingers, you quickly perforate the orb and push it through, eyes drinking in the sight of the weak flesh yielding from the tip and then bulging as it exits again.
You grab another one and repeat the procedure, from a different angle.
As you grab the next needle, a gush of stomach fluids spray out from the cub's mouth, the result of the extreme agony coursing through his body. Some of it impacts your paws, but you are too far gone at this point to even care.
You pierce the testicle a couple of more times, before letting it go, grabbing the other white-red coloured orb and repeating the procedure, Sepf's cries getting more and more strained as he inches close to unconciousness.
(link:"Can't have that. Finish him off with a good paddling to his pierced testicles")[You are shaking from the intense and cruel depravity of it all and go over to fetch the large, wooden paddle you noticed earlier.
The young cub's cries has turned to shuddering whimpers and gasps of pain as he is almost completely tuckered out, but as you slam the wooden implement into his needle-pierced testicles, he screams out with renewed vigour.
You see fully red and slam the paddle against the bloodied orbs again and again, the sounds of the impacts changing pitch as his orbs are first damaged, then ruptured and then almost completely flattened and destroyed.
Huffing with delerium, you take a step back, and notice several metallic glints on the paddle, some needles having embedded themselves there, the rest hanging from torn flesh that is miraculously still hanging uselessly from his scrotum.
You throw away the paddle and grab onto your aching cock with blood-slickened fingers and paw yourself off furiously, cumming in less than 30 seconds, stepping in so that it impacts his sheath and his torn and ruptured nuts.
"Enjoy it bitch! That's the last time semen is going to be there anymore!" You taunt cruelly as you come down from your orgasm.
He barely responds, his breaths coming in shudders, his body tremoring from it all and shutting down from the pain.
Satisfied, you leave. Heading over to the table near the exit where a box of wet wipes help you clean off the young boy's blood from your paws and whereever else it has spattered to in your frenzied assault.
Somewhat clean, you return for your kimono, holding it up in front of the cub's torn scrotum and admiring the contrast.
Sepf's head hangs limply as you leave the room, his breathing irregular, yet deep.
[[Leave->B]]]]Your gaze checks out the room, drawn to the cross where Sepf should be located.
However, the cub is gone. The only evidence of your cruelty is the pool of blood on the floor, a few small chunks of red meat and a single glistening needle you are careful to not step on.
[[Leave->B]]You grunt in dominating pleasure, your member throbbing, and you just beat his butt harder and harder, turning the red into bright purple as his bottom bruises from the heavy impacts. He is crying and moaning in pain and his erection goes down a little, even as it throbs whenever the impacts hit the base of the rubber plug.
The red colour of his bottom is very satisfying, and you let off, moving over to deposit the paddle.
"I'll come back for you later," you promise the stockaded cub as you head for the exit.
[[Leave->B]]You turn you hips, lift your knee, and let his shin impact yours.
It smarts a little, but for the cub, it is like kicking a tree trunk and he cries sharply and falls the ground as the leg gives out under him.
Instantly, you rush in, mounting the cub and punching him several times in the face before he gets his arms up to protect himself in vain.
Already, he is bleeding from his muzzle and his nose, and you punch him repeatedly until your knuckles hurt a little.
Then you remember something someone once said: //hard on soft, soft on hard//
With that in mind, you begin to slap him instead, your much bigger paw smacking loudly when it impacts his face, rocking it from side to side despite him having his guard somewhat up.
Occasionally, you will land a brutal, short-thrusted underhand punch on his abdomen, causing him to gasp out as you drive the air from his lungs, his guard letting down, and then you smack his head again.
Cyber is crying and whimpering as you punish him for his insolence, and his vocalizations just make you more and more angry, to the point where you push yourself up and make //savage// downwards elbow strikes that cut gashes on his face and knock out a couple of his teeth.
He is almost limp by the time the rage leaves your body, his face bloodied and bruised, both eyebrows split open, several teeth knocked loose.
"Fluuuuhhhuuhhuuuuh Uuuuouuuuoouououou....." The cub groans out softly, crying, tears falling from his face, yet still somehow feisty enough to taunt you.
You hear a rattling sound that crosses over the floor and two curious devices stop their journey right in front of you.
"Use the brass knuckles to fuck him up," the gimp suggests.
However, you are already spent and you get to your feet, looking down at the very beaten up cub with a savage smile.
"He has had enough. For now."
You head over to the exit, staggering a little, heart hammering from all the action, sweating, shaking a little from adrenaline.
There, you begin to clean yourself off with the wet wipes that are stored on a table next to the door. You realise your arms are bloody all the way up to your shoulder, with spatters all over your chest as well.
It takes a good while to scrub out the wolfcub's sanguine liquid, the gimp fastening him in the bondage again and lifting him into the air again. Afterwards, he returns and assists in your cleanup efforts.
Putting on your kimono with the same flourish as a prize fighter, you leave the room.
[[Leave->B]]You enter the room, the gimp following.
Inside, the ten-year-old wolfcub is hanging somewhat limply. He is bleeding profusely from his muzzle and his nose, as well as from several cuts your elbow made on his face and on his eyebrows. There's a small puddle of his blood on the floor underneath him.
His abdomen is motley with bruises from your punches, though you imagine giving him a work-over with the brass knuckles will amplify that sight quite a bit.
The gimp picks up the camera, ready to film your actions. You throw off your kimono like a prize fighter and you head over and procure the brass knuckles, marvelling at the sensation of their heavy weight as you grip them tightly.
"Fluurchkh Uuuuoouo...." The cub somehow still has his defiance up like a shield, taunting you to torment him further.
(link:"\"Fuck you too!\"")[You curse out the boy as you make a couple of practice swings through the air, getting accostumed to what feel like a pound of weight extra on each of your paws.
Your long tail is darting this way and that as you get riled up, embracing the bloodlust, and you step in with a hook that targets his ribcage.
*crunch*
The sound is followed by a hoarse scream and you deliver a punch with your other paw, the brass knuckle impacting the thin layer of skin and cracking the frail ribs beneath.
*crunch*
Cyber spits out blood as his lungs are squeezed in by his broken ribs, and you begin to swing, left hook, right hook, left hook, right hook.
*crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch*
By the time you finish swinging, broken bits of bone are sticking out and the cub's breathing is laboured and pained, blood bubbling out his mouth as fluids fill up his lungs.
[[Time for some "dentistry"->Dentist]]]You head back to the german shepherd cub and present the items to her, her green eyes widening in fright.
"Please...." Her voice trails off when she notices the dark expression on your face.
You put down the string and the needles and give your palm a few //whaps// with the wooden switch, the sensitive skin smarting from the impacts.
Then, without warning, you give her a swipe directly on her developing cunny.
Sabrina screams out in pain and writhes on the cross as you give her slight-puffy pussy another and then another swipe with the switch. Her eyes tear up from the pain and she shudders the best she can in her bondage.
You switch targets, hitting her inner thighs with very satisfying sounds coming from the impacts and even more arousing noises coming from the girl's mouth as she screams out in true pain and wiggle her hips from side to side, to no avail, the wooden implement hitting true again and again.
You switch position, and hit at her cunny again, red stripes crisscrossing like a zipper as you let her have the switch dozens of times, switching position to strike from one direction or the other.
The german shepherd cries and writhes on the cross like it's holy sunday as her pussy lips swell up, slightly bruised, and the red welts grow more and more pronounced.
(link:"Tie her breasts with the string")[Once you are satisfied, you let off and throw the switch to the floor.
For a brief moment, the young girl breathes deeply without crying loud, and you hear the more quiet sobbings of the little fox who is standing by the side, wide-eyed and crying, incapable of looking away from the sight that must be traumatizing her young mind.
You consider drawing her in for the next part, but reconsider. Maybe later.
For now, you pick up the string and begin binding the budding breasts of the canine, who whines sharply as her small mounds are squeezed tight and out, her underdeveloped nipples swelling a little, the skin growing a bit red.
[[Punish her breasts->Tit]]]You pick up the switch again, and the green eyes of the girl close up as she cannot bear to see the sight.
They open wide when the first strike hits her bound breasts, and then a sharp yowl is emitted from her mouth as you lay a savage beating onto her string-bound breasts, colouring them red with numerous lashings.
Then, you fetch the container with all the needles, and grin, as the fun is truly ready to begin.
Before you begin, you throw off your kimono, revealing your aching erection, and you step close, all the way in her face, and you lick her trembling chin before you angle your hips and grind your member against her bruised and swollen pussy.
You ready a needle in each paw, stick them underneath her small nipples, and then thrust forward with your pelvis, ramming her dry pussy, only precum serving as lube.
She cries out, her well-trained pussy clenching quite a bit from the rough insertion, and then you ram the needles through her nipples in a forceful shove.
(link:"Her cry almost gives you tinnitus")[The pain from the torturous act causes the girl to scream right in your face, and her pussy clenches up to be virgin tight, as you begin to fuck the whipped and swollen organ.
She writhes the best she can, and you keep your fingers on the needles, twisting them and moving them around, causing her to shudder and cry and scream as the pain changes direction, aided by the agony of her switched cunny being fucked roughly.
All thoughts of torturing her slit and clit are gone as you piston-fuck the girl while the mere twisting and turning and pulling and pushing of the twin needles is enough to cause her such great agony that her voice suddenly gives way to a gasping croak.
Luckily.
Somewhat silenced, the girl's whimpers are more than enough to spur you on. The way her fur stands on edge, the blood beginning to seep through your fingers, her clenching pussy.
You ram her harder still, and then let go of the needles, instead grabbing the swollen mounds her breasts have become, and new screams arise from her lungs.
Closer and closer to your orgasm, you grip her tits as hard as you can, renewing her agony to new heights, and her whole body clenches up, her pussy squeezing the cum out of your cock as you roar your way through your climax.
Everytime you //grip//, her pussy milks you, and you repeat the proces for almost a minute as your balls empty.
Finally, satisfied, you pull out of her now-sloppy cunt in a gush of rodent semen, Sabrina whimpering as you let go of her breasts.
Stepping back, you admire the sight of the pierced nipples and the purple-swollen breasts, the zipper-pattern stripes on her pussy lips from the switching, the cum oozing out.
You head for the exit. At the door, there's a table with a box of wet wipes. You clean yourself off, retrieve your kimono, and leave.
[[Leave->B]]]You find yourself once again inside the well appointed room in which you'd thoroughly enjoyed Tiffany's company. As the young wolf bounces onto the bed again, you wander over to the shelves to run your gaze over the items on display. You pick up a few of the vibrators and examine them. Some of the more interesting ones wobble like stiff custard, or vibrate on a scale of 'light buzzing' to 'jackhammer'. You put them back and explore further.
Aside from the shelves, there are also built into the walls several cupboards that you hadn't noticed previously. Each has a symbol embossed upon them. One of them piques your curiosity.
(link:"Open the cupboard with a snowflake symbol")[The second cupboard doesn't open in the same way as the first, and it takes a few seconds of prodding and running your fingers around the edges to discover a depression just big enough to fit your fingers. You pull on it, and the cupboard resists for a moment before a seal is broken and a rush of chilled air flows over you.
Plainly this is a concealed refrigerator. You run your eyes over the items arranged neatly on the shelves and racks inside. Inside the crisper is a variety of fresh fruit and vegetables. Two large slices of cake, vanilla and chocolate, sit on two plates with cutlery. Pitchers of water and fruit juice are tucked into the door, as well as a can of whipped cream.
At first glance the food must be for recouping energy lost in the fulfilment of lustful pleasure, but after a few moments you begin to see the potential for more perverted fun. A grin stretches your muzzle as you consider how best to use the items on offer.
You pick up the cakes, shut the fridge and bring them over to the bed. Tiffany had been bouncing on the king-size bed with enthusiasm, but now the wolf girl is on all fours, tail swishing, as she regards the cakes. "Feeling hungry?"
"Sort of, but I want to enjoy these in a different way," you say. You look Tiffany up and down with a wry smile.
(link:"\"Sit up and beg!\"")[The girl does so, making herself comfortable, resting her head on the pillow. She wiggles with anticipation, spreading her legs and rubbing at her juicy cunny, smearing the cum you'd deposited earlier over her vulva.
You cut the second slice of cake into small pieces, eating one in the process, then set the fork aside. With a lascivious grin, you lick your lips and move up the bed. You take one of the cake pieces and wave it briefly in Tiffany's face before you lower your hand. Her eyes watch it as it gets lower and lower, then disappears between her legs. She squirms as you push the cake into her gooey snatch, stuffing it in nice and deep, "What are you doing?" she asks, her eyes widening when she sees you reaching for another piece of cake.
"I've seen people do this in porn, and it looks like a lot of fun. I stuff your pussy full of cake, and then I fuck it until I cum, and then I eat the cake out of you. What do you think?"
Tiffany wrinkles her nose. "That sounds really weird, but... if you want to, sure!"
You continue filling her cunny with cake, until you the last piece barely fits. The cake already inside her is soaking in a delicious sauce of your cum and her natural juices, softening it. "Mmm, I'm tempted to stuff something up your butt too."
The wolf girl pants, wriggling as she simmers with a strange kind of pleasure she's never felt before. Her pussy's been stuffed to the brim many times, but never with food. "Will you fuck me there too?"
"Mmm, if you want. But first, let's give your plumped-up pussy some more loving." You shift yourself so that you sit between her legs, your cock rubbing over her small clit, smearing precum over it, before you push it lower and nudge between her labia and into the caked-up passage hiding within.
(link:"Ease into Tiffany's snatch")[You adjust your position, leaning more over Tiffany as you screw her pussy. The cake has crumbled and dissolved under your sexual onslaught, and now provides a chocolaty lube. With your balls bouncing on her tailhole, you give her the rutting she so needs. She's panting hard, tongue lolling from her jaws, eyes unfocused but glinting with mischief.
Suddenly you pull back, withdrawing your erection, leaving her cunny gaping and spasming. You look into it, licking your lips at how delicious it looks in there. "Oh yeah, I'm gonna fill your cakehole with cream!" you crow, stuffing your cock back in and resuming your pounding.
Tiffany whimpers and howls as you pound her into the bed, the springs creaking a little. Her tail wags furiously and her paws twitch uncontrollably as you take her to the edge.
[[Finish inside her.]]
[[Feed her.]]]]]//Plap plap plap!// Your furry orbs slap against Tiffany's rump as you head to the finish line, driving your cock firmly into her pussy, the cake slickened with precum and her juices. Globs of cake are dragged out with your thrusts, sprinkling the bedcovers beneath with crumby goodness.
You plant your hands on either side of her head and gaze into her eyes. She's even cuter up close, her pink tongue dribbling onto the pillow, her eyes glistening, panting and wuffling happily as she's fucked.
[[Give her what she needs...]]
[[Lean in close...]]You keep thrusting into her small body until you feel the unmistakable sensation of an imminent orgasm. Before it's too late you pull out and shuffle up over her body, aiming your cock directly at her face. "I'm gonna come!" you grunt, moments before your dick starts pulsing and ejecting a stream of spunk over Tiffany's muzzle.
The first splash hits her nose and runs up her nose, but she opens her mouth in time to catch the rest of your emission. You pump your cum directly over her wiggling tongue, painting it pearly white, squeezing out the last drops over her cheeks. You swing yourself off her body and reach for her pussy, frigging her vigorously, making sure you pay attention to her clit as well, until she hits her peak with a happy squeal.
Tiffany writhes as you continue fingering her, until she curls up in a whimpering ball. "No more, no more!" she wheezes. She continues to shiver and shudder for a short while, gradually calming down from her intense high and straightening herself out.
"You're so cute when you come," you say with a grin. You stroke her body, running your fingers lightly over her budding breasts, down to circle around her navel, then down to her clit, giving it one last rub to elicit another whimper.
[[Afterglow]]You yank your dick from her sopping pussy and flip Tiffany over, eliciting a startled yelp. Pulling her into a somewhat 'all fours' position, you impale her again and go hell for leather, gripping her butt and hammering into her, grunting heavily with the effort.
The wolf howls as you take her roughly, her hair flying crazily around her face as she's rocked back and forth.
You stick your thumb in your mouth, getting it slick with saliva, then work it into her tight asshole. It sends Tiffany into a new level of pleasure; she cries out and shakes in sudden climax, half collapsing onto the bed and twitching spasmodically as you continue ploughing her.
A minute later you join her in bliss, driving your throbbing cock into her depths as it starts to spurt, firing pearly ropes of jizz against her cervix, mixing with the smooshed cake to make a creamy dessert. You hold still, revelling in the sensation of her cunny milking the sperm from your shaft.
[[Afterglow]]You can't help yourself. Lowering your head, you press your lips to hers and slide your tongue deep into her muzzle, moaning with lust as you continue to ram into her. Your body grinds against hers, belly to belly, your cock rubbing against her clit until she squeaks and whines. She arches her back and wraps her arms around you, holding tight as she comes, her pussy clenching and spasming delightfully around your throbbing shaft.
You can't hold back either, and you slam into her a few more times before fully sheathing your shaft and letting loose with your seed, splattering the entrance to her prepubescent womb. It's not as much as before, but it still feels as if you're blowing a couple litres of cum into her belly.
[[Afterglow]]You pull Tiffany into a cuddle, rolling over onto your side. You stroke her back, enjoying the warmth of her small body against yours, and her post-orgasmic quivering.
It takes a few minutes to come down from your collectives highs. The wolf sighs and snuggles in, finally sated -- at least for the time being. She opens her eyes and looks at you with a shy smile. "I liked that. You've made a big mess in me, though."
You laugh. "You think I didn't before?"
"Now I have cum //and// cake inside me. Are you going to clean me up?" she asks in her mischievous voice.
[["Maybe."]]
[["Of course I will!"]]"Maybe," you respond. "What would the next person to have you say if he found your cunt such a sweet mess?"
Tiffany thinks for a moment. "I dunno. No one's ever stuffed a cake into my pussy and fucked it." She giggles and licks your face. "Thanks. I like to play fun new games."
You return the lick and pull away, sliding your softening cock from her very gooey quim. You slide your hand over your shaft, stripping it of the cakey sludge, and lick your hand clean. "Mmm, that's really tasty. Best cake I ever had."
The girl pouts, but she breaks into a happy sigh when you slip your fingers back into her pussy, rubbing her very sensitive clit as you vigorously pump her. She's soon brought to another sticky climax, which pushes some of the creamed cake into your hand as she shudders and squirms on the bed.
"I think that's enough for you," you murmur, licking your hand clean. "Unless you want a round three later on."
Tiffany laughs weakly and shrugs. "Maybe. I think I need a nap now." She yawns and stretches languidly, fully extending her body for a few seconds. "Thank you."
"Thank //you//, Tiffany." You give her another soft kiss on the forehead, before you slip off the bed. Before you leave you grab a few wipes off the table to try to clean yourself up, then take your leave.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]"Of course I will!" You push her onto her back and lift her legs up over her head, fully exposing her well used nethers. Cum and cake ooze from her freshly fucked pussy, a delicious sight. You devour her with your eyes for a few seconds before you nuzzle your face between her legs and properly start eating her out.
You tease her a little with your tongue, but you use it best when you dive deep into her snatch and lick out some of her chocolate creampie. You savour the sweet taste mingled with the tang of your cum before you swallow and go back for more. She helps out, when she's not whimpering with pleasure, by squeezing her pussy muscles, pushing more of the sticky confection into your mouth.
Soon you've sucked and licked out as much as you can from Tiffany's honeypot, and you settle back and burp gently. "Mmm, that was the best creampie I've ever had."
Tiffany giggles and pulls you into a hug. "Mmm, I loved it. You can cream my pie again anytime."
"If I can handle a round three with you, sure thing." You snuggle warmly, enjoying the close contact for a short time. Eventually you pull away and sigh. "I'd better get myself cleaned up."
The girl nods and rolls onto her side to watch you. "Okay. I hope I'll see you again! I really enjoyed that."
"Definitely!" You stop by the table that stands next to every room's entrance and grab a handful of wipes to properly clean yourself off, before opening the door and exiting, leaving Tiffany looking thoughtful, and perhaps a little less randy than she'd been before.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]Opening the magazine you reveal a barely SFW montage of the contents, along with a short index with thumbnails of the featured cubs and scenarios:
Garret, 7: Riding Shotgun
Cody, 8: Love in the Sleeper
Carlos, 6: Hitching Up
Dmitry, 7: Hauling Ass in Siberia
The thumbnail for Carlos matches the face on the cover, so you turn to the third section to see a zoomed in version of the front cover, focusing on the joyful expression on the kid’s face. You wonder if he’ll look that happy later on.
Turning the page, your gaze falls upon Carlos again, this time with a large hand dipping into his shorts. A text box occupies the top left corner. “I picked this cutie up on I-19 heading north from the border. Said he wanted to visit family. Dunno why he was all by himself, but I wasn’t gonna miss an opportunity for some company.”
The next page showed Carlos’ shorts wriggled down to his ankles, revealing tighty-whiteys. The fingers were again dipping in, groping the boy’s genitals. “Kid’s named Carlos. Doesn’t seem to mind me playing with his tackle. Bet he can feel mine under his butt!”
(link:"Flip another page")[You flip to the next picture, and now you see the boy’s naked from the waist down, sporting an erection, maybe three inches at most. “Gonna have to pull over to properly have fun with him. My cock’s aching to get free!”
This trucker doesn’t waste any time. As you stroke your own cock, you slide your gaze over the following picture. The guy’s loosened his belt and slipped his faded khakis down to show that he’s going commando. His canine cock looks massive against the pup’s crotch, at least eight inches, and thick enough the pup couldn’t get his fingers all the way around it. “Carlos is fascinated by my prick. Never seen one hard before. Can’t keep his fingers off it!”
You turn again, and groan lustily at the sight. The trucker’s flipped Carlos upside down, pushing the boy’s muzzle down over his red-purple shaft. The expression on the pup’s face is no longer so joyous, but he seems to be handling the hunk of meat okay. “He sucks dick like a pro. I hope I don’t blow too soon. Gotta save it for his ass!”
(link:"The truckers uses his fingers")[Surely there’s no way the trucker can fit that thing in the poor pup’s tailhole. The next page shows a sequence of shots of finger-fucking Carlos’ butt, starting with one finger and progressing to three, going almost palm deep inside him. “Gonna open him up real good. Don’t wanna wreck the kid.”
Now the part you’ve been looking forward to. With shallow breaths you turn over to stare intently at the coyote pup over two glorious pages, held gently in the trucker’s well muscled arms as the hefty fuckpole is positioned for penetration, before it disappears in a series of several images, right down to the sheath. The shots are more distant here, to show the pup’s full body, his legs pulled up to properly expose his crotch and show off the fat canine meat being stuffed into his butt. Carlos looks upset, but his cock is still hard. “Goddamn! His asshole’s strangling my cock, he’s so tight! Won’t be for long!”
You masturbate rapidly, flipping through the following pages to see the trucker thoroughly drilling Carlos’ rump, putting his seat right back and turning the pup around so his back is to the camera, tail pulled up, showing off his reddened anus as the trucker fucks him. “Just seconds away from knotting and nutting. Gonna pump his puppy ass full of doggie jizz!”
The camera goes in for a close-up again, focusing on Carlos’ butthole. You can see the dog’s knot forming, getting bigger in every short, until it’s captured at exactly the right moment, the fat bulb obscenely stretching the taut sphincter, and swallowed up in the following frame. “FUCK! I’m hitched up to the tyke! My hot cum is gushing into his guts now, washing away his virginity.”
(link:"Climax")[As much as you love a good moneyshot, knowing that the pup’s taking every drop inside him is almost as hot. As expected, there are image of the aftermath. Another pic of the knot stretching the tortured tailhole as it’s pulled out, then the cum dribbling out of the gaping hole, so big you’d swear you could see right through him. You can certainly see the pearlescent semen pooled in his rectum before it oozes out. “Ohhh, yeah... that hit the spot. Best fuck I’ve had in weeks!”
You finally lose it, tensing up and grunting as you blow your own load, much less than the trucker’s but no less enjoyable. Cum spatters the floor before oozing over your hand. The last couple of pictures show Carlos’ face, tears leaking down his cheeks, but he looks happy enough. “I wonder if Carlos has a younger brother who’d love a ride with a horny trucker?”
If he does, you hope that he’ll appear in another picture series. You soak in the afterglow of your climax for a bit before you get up to find something to clean up with. Some wipes by the reception counter are found, and you use a bunch to make sure you’ve mopped up as much of your semen as you can, leaving you ready to explore some more.
[[Lobby->Lobby]]]]]You walk into the room and stop short when you behold the massive flat-screen monitor mounted to the wall, upon which is playing some hardcore cub porn. You’ve come in at what looks to be a halfway point in the action, and your cock starts rising to the occasion once more. In the bottom left corner of the screen is a name, Olga.
(link:"Watch the movie")[A Samoyed pup, perhaps about ten years old, is on her back, her rump perched on the edge of a bed. Her fur is snow white, except around her nether regions. A thick canine cock plunges into her spade, making her whimper, whether in pleasure or pain, you’re not entirely sure. Your gaze goes to her tailhole and your eyes widen when you realise that she’s just about to start pushing out a huge turd. Her anus gapes, and you see the rounded head of a chocolate log making its appearance. The man fucking her, probably her dad since his fur is the same colour, slows his thrusts a little and adjust his angle of attack, leaning forward so his cock pushes more against her rectum.
The pup whines as she strains to eject her waste. It’s plain she’s having trouble with it. “Ngggh, Daaaad, it’s not coming out!” Only an inch or so has emerged, and every time she takes a rest it retreats.
“Try harder, Olga,” her dad replies in a deep accented voice, pulling out of her stretched pussy and stroking his angry red-purple dick. Now that her shit has more room to move, she has an easier time. “Hngggh!” Her tailhole gapes wider as more of her muck exits her bowels.
“That’s it, sweetie. Push out all that shit!” Dad moves closer and rubs his pointed member over the log, spurting precum over it, making it glisten in the light. “Mmm, good girl!”
Olga pants and groans as she defecates. Inch by inch the shit slides out, until a few inches detach and drop out of sight, hitting the floor with a dull thud. Dad slips his cock back into the pup’s cunny, starting to fuck her once more. His furry balls slap against the solid slab of chocolate oozing from her back door.
(link:"The dad fucks her in the ass")[More of her waste slides out, extending several more inches before she pinches it off, the second log thudding to the floor. Her anus opens once more, but before Olga can push out any more shit her dad pulls out and sinks his cock into her butt. The pup howls as the adult packs her fudge, forcing it back into her colon to make room for his dick. “I can feel your shit around my cock!” he grunts as he works his meat into her.
She squirms in growing discomfort, whining as her waste is compressed and driven deeper into her guts. “Oww, Dad, it’s too much! Take it out!” Her complaints fall on deaf ears as her dad starts to thrust, forcing more and more of his dick into her butt until his sheath is kissing her reddened tailhole.
“Not until I’ve given you a chocolate creampie.” Dad leans over the slim girl and ploughs into her with firm strokes, eliciting pained gasps and whimpers. His cock steadily gets browner as he thrusts, turning the shit trapped inside her rectum into soft mush. Now and then he withdraws, allowing the girl to relieve herself a bit before he slides back in and starts hammering again. The dirty union between father and daughter is punctuated by a sticky plap! plap! plap! and globs of shit dribbling out over her tail.
The fuck continues for a couple minutes more before Dad ratchets up the thrusting. You see his knot starting to form, and you wonder if he’s going to squeeze it into her bum or leave it outside.
(link:"He cums")[The answer comes shortly. The knot pops in and out a few times, but before it’s trapped inside, he wraps his hand around the swollen bulb of flesh to stop it going in, squeezing tightly to simulate the tie. “Nggh, aaaaah, fuuuuck!” Dad groaned as he began spurting his seed into Olga’s shit chute. With his knot fully swollen, he removes his hand and presses it against the girl’s anus, ensuring he gets his cum as deep into her as he can.
Olga whines, squirming on the bed, looking distinctly uncomfortable from the pressure upon her tailhole. “Daaad!”
“Soon, hon. Daddy’s gotta empty his balls first.” Dad starts thrusting again, slowly, mixing his semen with Olga’s poo. Occasionally he slides out, showing the camera his cum spurting from the tip of his shit-covered cock into the gaping entrance to the pup’s bowels before he plunges back in.
(link:"The man licks her tailhole")[Eventually he changes holes, slipping back into her soft, clean spade to finish off, dirtying it with her own shit. “There we go,” he pants, squeezing out the last drops of his jizz. “Now gimme a taste of that creampie.” Dad gets down on the ground, kneeling on top of Olga’s logs and starts lapping at her mucky tailhole.
The pup groans and strains, and a dribbly fart escapes before a dark brown slurry oozes out of her well-fucked hole. Dad’s ready for it, licking eagerly as it slides into his mouth. He makes exaggerated slurping noises, showing his enjoyment of the creamed chocolate his daughter is pushing out. He turns to the camera, jaws open wide, showing off the mess swamping his mouth. His tongue wiggles around in it for a few seconds before he closes up and gulps, sending the muck down to his stomach. “Mmm, delicious,” he murmurs before he goes back for more.
Olga squirms, giggling weakly as her dad’s tongue laves her tailhole as she continues to shit. “You like eating my poo, Dad?”
“Uh-huh.” He sucks out a large glob and lifts his head to show it to her.
“Ewww, that’s gross!” She makes an expression of disgust, and her father laughs before swallowing his mouthful.
Soon the contents of Olga’s intestines have been transferred into her dad’s stomach. He leans back with a satisfied sigh, patting his belly. “Mmm, that was a tasty meal.” He grins at the camera and lets loose a powerful belch. “Hope you enjoyed. Wave to the camera, Olga.” Both dogs wave at the camera, and the display fades to black.]]]]
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]You go through the crimson door that bears the black number 8. Behind it is a short corridor that ends in a door that is thick and heavy to open.
Inside a well lit room is revealed, made out with two kennels made with chicken wire fencing on the right and the left, with the center of the room fitted with a rape rack and the back wall containing a set of shelving with various bondage implements.
In the kennel to the right is a male boxer dog, the name Max written on the door to the cage.
In the kennel to the right is a female golden retriever dog, the name Nellie written on the door to the cage.
[[Play with Max->MaxFun]]
[[Play with Nellie->NellieFun]]
[[These canines do not interest you. Leave->B]]You gesture at the two women, clad in red latex, only their tails revealing their species as wolf and tiger respectively.
"What are they about?" You ask.
The gimp's posture changes to one of engagement, and his voice is slightly lighter and sweeter as he walks over to them.
"Bitchslut here loves surface pain," he says.
"Surface...?"
"Like this," he leans down and gives the tiger's ass a firm slap that rings out in the room, which causes her to moan loudly, tail whipping about in excitement, the tray perched on her back not moving even an inch as she takes the pain..
"You can slap her ass, pussy or tits, just make sure to make the impact "shallow" as much as you are able to, as she does not enjoy deep tissue pain. Cuntface, meanwhile..."
The gimp moves to the wolf and gets on his knees, then leans an elbow on her latex-covered lower back and puts more and more weight on the sharp point. You hear a slight whimper which turns to a drawn out low moan as the portly male puts more and more of his weight onto the tip of his elbow, grinding it hard into her back, the woman's moans turning more sultry, her tail wagging faster.
"See what I mean?" He asks, getting to his feet again, the wolf practically //whimpering// from the lack of pain. "Cuntface loves deep tissue pain. Punch her tits, kick them, kick her in the belly, stomp her worthless snatch. All that will just make her wetter!"
With that he stands back, and you realise you have an option here for some interesting impact play.
[[Have some fun with Bitchslut->Tiger]]
[[Give Cuntface some deep impacts->Wolf]]
[[These two pain lovers don't interest you, ask about the rest->B]]
You decide that the male boxer is the dog you wish to play with, open his cage and lead him over to the rape rack, Max following your commands obediently.
You fit him into the device, securing him in place for your further ministrations. Then, you head over to the shelving to see what implements are there for you to use on him.
After some careful consideration, you take note of a special, curved dildo made in surgical steel. It's not very large, although the bulb at the base will keep it inside. You try out the button underneath the base and cry out in shock as the dildo becomes electrified, buzzing your other paw, causing you to drop it. You gingerly grab a hold of the base, noting it won't shock you, and turn off the electric current.
Then you take note of a special muzzle, designed for canines, that also features a ring-gag for ease of throat-use.
Finally, you note a funky little spiked device, you pick it up. It's made of rubber and has a little inflation hand-pump. At its tip is an array of tiny plastic spikes. You try inflating it, and the spiky plastic bits expand out. For a moment you cock your head curiously, and then realize that you can put it into Max's sheath.
[[Plug the boxer with the electric toy, plug his sheath with the spiky device and put the muzzle on him->Maxx]]
[[This doesn't interest you, untie the dog, put him in his cage, and leave->B]]
You decide that the female golden retriever is the one you want to play with, and you open her cage and lead her over to the rape-rack, Nellie obediently following your commands.
After fastening her there, you move over to the shelving with the bondage equipment and ponder your next move.
You feel a bit hazy, in a mixture of lust and the alcohol you have consumed, your member prodding against your kimono, as you lift up a huge dildo that is shaped like a horsecock, although it has a sizeable bulge near the base, thick as your fist.
You wonder if that would fit inside the canine's ass.
(link:"Apply some lube and plug that donut")[You find a bottle of lube and apply a generous smearing to the hefty, silicone horsecock, before moving over and presenting it to the canine's rear.
You begin to push the phallus against her tailhole and she whines out from the intense stretch, her tail shooting down and ruining the view.
(link:"Yank her tail away and push more of the dildo inside")[Your paw forcefully grips her tail and lift it away, revealing her pucker to your eyes once again, the fur around shaven away for ease of access.
Then you push firmly and several inches of synthetic horsecock is squeezed into her rectum, the canine lifting and settling her hindpaws down in an effort to accomodate the girth, all the while whining out.
(link:"You wish to properly rape her hole, put a muzzle on her so she isn't so loud")[You pull the dildo out with a wet slurp, her tailhole already looking loose, and you move over and fetch a tight-fitting muzzle with straps that lope around so that it will keep her mouth fully shut.
With a firm paw you fasten it to the golden retriver's head and she whimpers through her nose, the sound level much more bearable as you move in with the large horsecock again and press it against her anus.
Gripping her tail harshly for purchase, you cram half of its length inside in one forceful shove, the dog practically convulsing in her bondage from the intense pain.
(link:"Rape her hole with the dildo and then plug her fully")[With a firm grip on her tail, you begin to piston your arm back and forth, marvelling at the sight of her hole showing its redness every time you pull out, and how much of the orificie it squeezed inside when you push in.
Her whines and muted yelps are much dampened by the tight-fitting muzzle and they increase in rapidity and intensity as you shove harder and faster still, loud and lewd squelches emitting from the harsh dildofuck.
Neillie's backside begins to quiver as you get to the bulbous part, but her vocalizations of pain just spur you on, your member throbbing against your kimono, fully erect, your mind cloudy and hazy with cruel lust and inhebriation.
She shakes violently and yelps loudly when the thickest part finally crests and the dildo slips in to the narrower point near the base, Nellie quivering a lot and whining for your mercy.
[[Fuck her pussy->Npuss]]
[[Let Max out and let him fuck her pussy->NelMax]]]]]]
[[This doesn't interest you. Untie the dog and put her in her cage and leave->B]]Max is panting slowly, fairly comfortable on the padded rape-rack, but he begins to whine a little when he sees you approach with the muzzle.
The dog makes that *mrooOoom* sound of displeasure that dogs do when you begin to fasten the muzzle, pushing the steel ring in between his teeth, the whole leather contraption tightened via leather straps and steel buckles.
The muzzle even has a leash with an additional circular strap, and you attach it to his tail so that it lifts away from his ass, where the fur has been shaved away around his anus for ease of access.
Then, it is time for the more cruel fun to begin.
(link:"Plug his sheath and his ass")[First, you take the small rubber device and push it into his sheath, which is thick and very soft to the touch, hiding quite the organ inside. With the little balloon-pump, you inflate the rubber with the plastic spikes to the point where the sheath bulges out a little, firmly trapping it inside.
Then, you spit on the steel plug and push it against his puffy tailhole. The boxer whines out from the stretch and begins to pant faster as you shove more and more of the plug in, until its bulbous point pops in with a squelch, pushing the cold steel firmly against his prostate.
Max begins to kick with his hind legs in arousal and you look under him with bated breath, seeing how his member begins to harden up in a series of rhythmic contractions that make it bulge out from its base and working closer and closer to the plugged exit-hole.
Suddenly, the canine whimpers loudly and begins to kick his back legs in earnest, the tip of his dick having made contact with the spiky plastic.
The feral whimpers and whines, splaying his ears back from it all, and you see how the sheath shrinks again as he loses his arousal to the pain.
(link:"Electrify him")[You go around and hover your finger over the button on the base of the surgical steel plug, knowing the electric current will stimulate his prostate with incesssant pain that will also force his dick to harden up against his will.
For a second, you hesitate.
(link:"Push the button")[Max yelps and cries, shaking hard in his bondage, causing the rape rack to creak and groan as he tries to escape the sudden and cruel electrical torment on his prostate.
You see his rump contract rhythmically as the stimulation arouses him as well, and you move to see underneath, how his sheath swells up massively, until the dog yelps again and again as his tip is pushed hard against the spiky plastic.
His sheath swells even further, his knot becomes //very// visible, but the plug holds firm and you can see his member bending a little inside, scraping its way across the spiky plastic hidden within, causing him to whine and yelp out even louder.
(link:"Silence him with your cock")[Tired of the noise, you move over and throw off your kimono, presenting your hard member to the dog's ring-gagged mouth.
You cram it in to the hilt, shutting his whines, causing them to become gags instead as you grip his ears and ride his face like the bitchslut he is.
All the cruel action so far has riled you up, the knowledge he is getting painful electrical currents on his prostate, how his sheath is swollen up with no where but the spiky bits for his dickhead to ground against, it is all to much for you and your pelvis smacks against the feral's nose again and again as you mate his throat with your throbbing cock, roaring out as you climax, your seed spraying directly down his gullet.
As your cock softens, you pull it out and smear it over Max's cold nose, the canine whining and yelping from his pain.
Deciding to be merciful, you quickly put on your kimono again, not bothering with cleaning up.
[[Deflate and remove the plug in his sheath and suck him to completion->MaxS]]]]
[[Deflate the plug, remove both plugs, untie him, put him in his cage and leave->B]]]] Wanting to let the feral have a bit of fun out it all, you deflate the spiky plug and pull it out, his red rocket following, his knot popping out of its sheath.
With room to grow, the angry-red member swells up fully and throbs and spits watery precum everywhere, Max's vocalizations growing more pleasured, the dog changing from whining to panting deeply as the electric current against his prostate makes his legs quiver.
(link:"Grab his thick knot and suck him off")[You lean in and grab his knot, opening your mouth wide and engulfing the thick meat in your maw.
He is close to 9 inches long, and you can't fit it all, but what does fit you suck off the best you can, careful to not scrape your teeth on his sensitive dick.
Squeezing his knot firmly in a rhythmic pattern, you quickly bring him over the edge and a veritable torrent of hot dogseed enters your mouth in such a quantity thaat it overflows and spills on the floor as you make swallow after swallow, the electric buzzing on his prostate milking the canine utterly dry.
When he begins to whimper a little again, his member softening, you quickly turn off the plug and pull it out, before releasing him from his bondage and putting him in his cage again.
[[Leave->B]]]Throwing off your kimono, your erection spasms in the open air as you position yourself the fuck the whimpering canine.
You doubt your cock will hurt her, but as you push it against her shaved cookie and slip yourself inside, your pelvis mashes against the base of the horse-cock dildo and the dog whines out in pain as the toy is jostled around.
As she whimpers out, her pussy contracts like a vice, and this spurs you on to begin fucking her hard, your rodent nutsack impacting her tender skin, your pelvis smacking into the rubber dildo again and again, the dog yelping and whining at every hard thrust.
While you fuck her, you marvel at the difference in body temperature, her snatch feeling quite a bit warmer than the other holes you have fucked, the tight orifice milking your cock as you increase the pace, soon plapplapplapping against her backside, Nellie whimpering and whining everytime you jostle the base of the huge dildo around.
(link:"Cum")[The intense contractions of her pussy, the incredible and deep warmth, the whimpering cries, it all pushes you closer to the edge and you thrust even faster before you groan out your orgasm, rodent cum shooting into the feral's vomb.
Keeping on your thrusts until you are completely empty, you pull your softening member out with a lewd slurp, semen oozing out of the feral's spade.
The dog is tremoring and whines loudly as you grab the base of the huge dildo and begin pulling it out, yelping through her nose as the bulbous part crests, her vocalizations turning to tired whimpers as you pull the entire length out, her tailhole almost prolapsing as the flared cockhead exits.
You walk around her and take off the muzzle, presenting your softening member to her, and Nellie happily begins to slurp at it, sometimes taking it fully into her mouth and suckling it, cleaning you off completely.
After releasing the feral and putting her in her cage again, you don your kimono and exit the room.
[[Leave->B]]]You decide to open Max's cage and let him join in on the fun, the male boxer already sporting a hint of red in his massive sheath.
Leading him over to Nellie, you pat at her backside, calling for Max to mount, which he does swiftly, his red rocket poking all over the shaved fur around her cookie before finding his mark and thrusting deep.
You try to watch, but all the action is happening between his sheath and her pussy, so you just stand back and take note of the reactions of the two dogs, the boxer panting happily and Nellie whimpering as his body thrusts into the huge dildo, jostling it around inside her.
(link:"Claim her muzzle")[With the feral dog humping her, the only option for your own release is her mouth. You pry off the muzzle, and shut her whimpers up by gripping and pulling her jaw open and plunging your cock into her wet maw.
Nellie glks and gags as you forcefully ride her throat, while the boxer fucks her hard and fast until he ostensibly knots her properly, pained whimpers emitting around your shaft.
This spurs you on to fuck her mouth harder still, and you quickly cum, opting to pull back and jerk off, spattering your semen all over her head and snout, marking her as your bitch.
Despite the rough treatment, Nellie seems to like the taste of your cum, and licks and slurps the best she can, whining happily as you present your softening cock to her, which she cleans off dutifully.
Meanwhile, Max has changed position and is standing with his rump to hers, the nature of his breed making him already want to get loose and do other things, although he has a very goofy and pleased expression on his face as his ass muscles clench again and again, showing how he's still filling her vomb with his virile seed.
You wonder how the puppies would look.
After a little while, Max becomes determined to move off and his claws scratch at the floor, trying to get himself loose, Nellie yelping as his huge cock is dragged out of her clenching spade in a gush of dogseed, which he then turns around to lick off, licking her slightly gaping pussy as well.
You move over and slowly pull out the huge horse dildo, and her tailhole spasms futilely, gaping open, as the flared head finally exits her.
With that done, you lead Max to his cage, untie Nellie and do the same for her, put on your kimono and leave the room.
[[Leave->B]]]You move over to the tiger, lift the tray with the rum and your half-filled glass, and put it on the wolf's back instead.
After that, you command the woman to stand, and the tiger stretches her back like a feral before complying, her body graceful and sensual, as well as being significantly larger than the wolf's in all respects, including having a set of fat tits.
She is taller than you even, and her latex-covered rack is at perfect height for some slapping, pushed forward slightly by her posture as she keeps her paws behind her back.
(link:"Do they jiggle tho?")[You are curious about the firmness of such a large set of breasts and lift your right paw and give her left one a hard slap.
The smacking sound is divine, the woman moans, and her breast jiggles quite a bit before calming down.
Lewd!
You give it another hard slap, then another, before giving it a backhand, enjoying the weight of her tit as it jiggles to and fro.
Then you move to the other one, and you soon get into a sort of rhytm where you slap one breast several times, then move on to the other, then back again just before the first one stops jiggling.
All the while, the tigress moans like a slut as her mammaries are molested like that, her noticeable nipples growing stiff like two tiny erections.
(link:"Pinch her nipples")[You grab her nipples through the latex and pinch them, the large nubs practically throbbing in your grip, the woman groaning sultrily as you twist them from side to side, before you grab a single breast and slap her there directly, her moans turning to yowls as your palm impact her nipple numerous times, before you switch to her other tit and repeat the proces.
(link:"Slap her pussy")[After tiring of playing with her breasts, you turn your attention to her sizeable outtie pussy, which is quite visible through the tight latex.
You begin spanking it and she moans out.
You keep on spanking it, going from softer smacks to harder smacks.
You keep it up and hit it harder and firmer with your palm, feeling your paw growing numb and tingly from all the impacts.
She moans out louder and louder, the vocalizations turning more into yowls as you keep it up past your own personal comfort, the alcohol in your system acting as an anestetic, and it is the tiger who obviously has the roughest time of the two of you as her tail begins to dart back and forth in agitation.
[[Turn her around->Tigerfuck]]]]]Your prior seat seems like an interesting playmate. As you ponder what to do, she turns her head and looks at you through her red-coloured hood, lupine tail wagging slightly.
She is still on her elbows and knees, her breasts hanging underneath, tightly encapsulated by the latex she's covered with. You walk around her and take note of her pussy, which stands out clearly, the cleft accentuated by the gear she's wearing.
(link:"Start by kicking her tits")[You step around and get into a good position, hiking up your kimono a little for ease of using your foot to torment the woman, and you give the breast nearest you a cautious and exploratory kick, your footpaw sinking into her soft tissue with a wettish smack.
The wolf moans out and you draw back your leg for a much harder kick, which practically makes her body jump upwards as you impact her breast.
The pain-loving woman moans out loudly and her tail begins to wag, and you move around her body to repeat the process on the other breast, giving it three hard kicks that rock her upwards everytime, loud smacks echoing in the room.
You look over to the gimp, and he's rubbing his crotch absentmindedly, enjoying the show.
Going back and forth, you deliver dozens of kicks to her breasts, each one causing her to emit a sultry moan, and your own member to harden more and more from the sheer dominance you feel, kicking around a woman who is certainly older than you.
(link:"Kick her pussy")[Feeling like her breasts have gotten enough attention, at least for now, you get in position behind her.
The latex-clad woman wiggles her knees, spreading herself more open, her pussy lips opening up underneath the red latex in a vulgar display as it bulges out.
You kick her, hard, rocking her body forward, and notice how it feels like the latex mushes against your footpaw.
She's soaking wet!
Spurred on, you kick her again.
Then again.
Each kick causing her to moan out in masochistic lust, tail kept upright and wagging, her knees never trying to squeeze together to protect herself.
You count out ten more kicks loudly, and at the final kick, she finally buckles a little, tightening up her knees a little, the spread-open pussy lips forming a tight snatch agains underneath the red latex.
[[Command her to stand up and give her some attention with your fists->Wolfpunch]]]]The latex-clad woman gets to her feet and stand with her paws behind her back, spreading her legs a little, leaving herself fully exposed.
You make as if you are going to knee her in the groin, then halt the act right before impact, instead simply grinding your knee against here latex-covered pussy, the synthetic fabric squelching lewdly from all her pussy juices.
(link:"Punch her tits")[The hard grinding into her snatch causes her to moan out and she moans louder still as you step back and quickly deliver a right hook to her breast, then a left to the other one.
You begin a routine where you have her tits bouncing from left to right and up and down as you try out various combinations, an occasional straight punch causing her to take a step backwards, which you follow with yet more punches.
Her moans of masochism begin to turn slightly more shrill as the bruising begins to add up, and you feel a surge of arousal as she whimpers from the impacts, which just cause you to punch her even harder, the wolfress noticeabbly steeling her posture to keep on taking the punishment.
(link:"Give her a knee to the groin")[Despite the savage punches, the woman remains relatively stoic in her body posture, keeping her paws behind her back, and she is thus utterly unprepared for when you grab her shoulders and deliver one, two, three, four, five hard knees right on her pussy, the organ squelching against the red latex.
She drops to her knees with a cry of pain, and you put a paw on her shoulder, keeping her down, the woman gasping and whining in agony from the savage kneestrikes.
You noted a zipper at her muzzle, and you yank it open, undoing your kimono, and presenting your rock hard cock to the wolf, who open her mouth, white teeth contrasting with the red latex, and you pluge it in and fuck her throat like a jackhammer.
The hard action so far has really riled you up, and you cram your meat down her gullet recklessly, the woman gurgling around it, until you climax with a roar, choking her out as you grab the latex hood for purchase and cram her head against your crotch while you ride out your orgasm.
You buckle against her muzzle as she begins to suckle, making sure to clean out every drop of your rodent seed, and when you pull back and close the zipper, the gets on her knees and elbows and crawls over to where her compatriot is located.
Closing your kimono again, you are ready to resume your adventure.
[[Black Room->B]]]]You turn her around to give her a good spanking, when you notice an interesting detail close to tail: a zipper that travels all the way across her back.
Looking closer, you can see that the latex going down over her butt-cheeks appears to have a rectangular indentation on each side.
(link:"Pull the zipper")[You pull the zipper open and grip at the now opened latex, a distinct sound makes itself heard, and you realise that the two indentations are velcro.
You pull at it, and more and more of the woman's beautiful rump fur appears.
Instead of spanking her, you opt to fuck her ass instead.
(link:"Fuck her")[You undo the belt of your kimono and let it drop, utterly mindless of the gimp still looking on, and then put your paws to the woman's shoulders, commanding her to get on her knees.
She obeys and you follow her down, nestling your prick in her buttcrack, smearing precum around. You spit on it for good measure and then poke at her entrance, which is surprisingly tight for such a big woman.
"She never lets the clients do that," the gimp says, "she must really like you!"
As you push deeper, she emits a deep hiss, and you realise that your cock is hurting her.
//delighhtful//
The thought of bringing this masochist such intimate pain spurs you on, and you push forward somewhat harshly, grabbing at her tail, the other paw on her neck, and you begin to fuck her properly.
Her whimpers turn to masochistic moans as you claim her backside, all the while her tailhole is clenching up like a vice, giving you quite the workout as you have to be forceful about fucking her.
The tightness, her moans, the whole situation, it all edges you closer to an orgasm, and you grunt like a caveman as your pelvis plapplaps against her buttocks as you fill her bowels with your creamy load.
As your cock deflates and pop out, the woman whimpers, and you notice the streaks of blood on your cock.
Quickly closing her backdoor again, zipping it up, you move to the front, and figure out there's another zipper for her muzzle. You open it and plunge your soft and bloodstained cock into her muzzle to clean off, which she does with no complaints.
After that, she crawls over to her position at the wolf, and you put on the kimono again, feeling quite relieved from the nice assfuck.
You take the tray on the wolf's back and put it back on the tiger, and everything is as it should be.
[[Black Room->B]]]]You get behind the crying wolfcub, and his sightless eyes try to follow you, until he shakes his head in agony again, bawling harder still as the chili continues its burn.
Throwing off your kimono, you decide to give Cyber hell, and you grind your hard cock against his crack which is slick with his own blood.
"You begged me to rape you, right?" You shout rhetorically, before you //slam// your meat inside, your pelvis making contact with his mushy buttocks, blood and meat sticking to your thighfur.
Off to the side, the gimp is recording every torturous second and scream of the cub, as you begin to fuck him properly, bits of skin and flesh being ripped off his buttocks, ostensibly as painful as if you had used the chili oil, and then the fact that his virgin pucker is now being violated by your cock, blood from the inside mixing with the blood on the inside, squelching and dripping and causing your entire crotch, abdomen and thighs to be stained red.
(link:"Cum up his ass")[With all this going on, it doesn't take long for you to arrive at your climax, and you pump the puppy full of your semen, white-red fluids gushing out as you pull out and swagger to the front.
"Lower him!" You command, and the gimp lowers the crying cub, who is tremoring and pale by this point.
You smear his own blood, and a few bits of minced flesh, all over his head, the sightless cub trying to move away, but your firm paw holding him in place.
After that, you signal to the gimp that playtime is over, and he moves over to a corner of the room, where he pushes a button which makes the wall open up and reveal a small showerhead, a small drain appearing in the floor.
You get a good nice rinse, red water circling the drain, the gimp handling you a dry towel to get dry with.
As you put on the kimono, you take a good look at the kneeling cub, who's tremoring, pale, with red streaks running down his face, eyes still scrounged up, knees shuffling to find a comfortable position in vain as his minced buttocks bleed and his gaping asshole drips with sanguine and seminal fluids.
[[Leave->B]]]You keep tormenting his mind with your cruel words, really laying on the storied act of rubbing salt into the wounds of your enemies, telling him how it will burn more than if you actually burned him with a propane torch.
All the while, the cub remains stubborn, not once asking to be raped. A fact you don't really mind as you look forward to torture him further.
When the gimp finally returns, he has a box of coarse kitchen salt in his paw, and you accept it and pour out a nice mound which you ready near the flayed back of the cub.
(link:"Season your prey")[Camera ready and close, you make a dramatic twirl and then //slam// your pawful of salt into the mess of fur, flesh and blood, grinding it around, the course white bits quickly turning pink as they absorb the cub's sanguine liquids.
The effect is instantanious. A series of shudders and contractions make it through the boy's body and he throws his head back and squeaks out whatever voice he has remaining in a pitiful exclamation of his agony. He writhes and shakes, the chain holding him dangling, as you prepare another large mound of salt, which you rub in at an opportune moment, doubling his pain and his tremoring.
He is almost out of it now, as you walk around and see his eyes travelling to the back of their sockets, very close to oblivion, his eyeballs crisscrossed with burst blood vessels.
(link:"What was it called, back in the day, smelling salts?")[You grab the wolfcub's red headfur and force his head backwards, your other paw pouring the coarse salt out in a stream that you direct at his nostrils, the white grains pouring inside his nasal cavity.
Then, you put a firm paw on his nose, and he has no where to puff it out, the salt burning his sinuses in a blaze of torment that causes his eyes to open fully again, fully aware, jolted into the waking world again as his addled brain tries to process it.
He tries to shake his head, but you drop the salt-box and hold him firm, yanking him from side to side and up and down, making sure the coarse mineral bits are all over his inner cavities before letting him go.
Cyber hacks and coughs and tries to blow his nose, but the salt is everywhere and dissolving now, and each cough causes him to scream in pain as his back muscles contract, a powerful cycle of torture that repeats itself for minutes on end.
It's a delightful sight, as fullfilling as raping him, and you pat your shoulders for choosing this instead.
Eventually, he is knocked out from it all, hanging limply and tremoring slightly.
Perhaps you shall return, perhaps not.
"Never seen anything like it!" The gimp says as you move to exit the room.
"I read it in a comic book!"
[[Leave->B]]]]You head over to your uncle and Aiden.
Both of them are sweating, with their kimonos loosely done. Your uncle has it unfurled all the way down to his navel and sweatdrops are running down his hairy chest, the golden chain around his neck shimmering in the darkened light of the room.
Aiden seems to be favouring a leg. Then the other. Squirmish even, as if his backside is smarting.
Both of them look quite pleased, and sharing bedroom eyes from time to time, although they focus fully on you as you approach.
"Joshua, my boy," Tony says, "I hope you have had some fun here!"
At that he gestures around the room.
"Sure did!" You tell him, giving him a double thumbs up, which causes him to smile broadly.
"If you are done with experiencing these carnal and cruel pleasures, we can move off to the last room down in the cellar. I have a.... test for you."
(link:"\"A test?\"")[You wonder what he means, and his expression darkens considerably.
"Part of what makes our organisation run well is how we treat the competition. That is, our enemies."
His voice trails off and his expression darkens further, the burly rat taking a step away from Aiden who kind of cringes at the conversation. Your uncle's green eyes narrow and seem as if they pierce your soul.
"There can be no mercy for those we call enemies. Do you understand that, Joshua?"
[["Of course."->Death]]
[["I disagree."->Life]]
]You know what he is saying, even though the tone of it all makes your already drunken mind reel from the implications.
He wants you to kill someone. To prove your worth.
Despite your reservations, you have seen and read enough about crime syndicates to know that this is a regular occourance, and such a thing is expected of the members.
You really want to show your uncle that you are up to the task.
"It doesn't have to be right now," Tony says, giving you a broad smile, shifting his body, his thick golden chain rattling a little, "You can have some more fun here at the club first!"
[[Tell him you are ready->Exe]]
[[Tell him you want to have some more fun. Leave->B]]"You do?" Tony says, his voice rising a little. You feel very small as he stares you down.
"Y-yes," you manage to stammer out, "Life is precious and conflict should be resolved by other means than violence. Coorporation is what makes civilization function."
Your uncle looks at you, but your words come out earnest and his shoulders slump a little.
"Well.... You might not have the stuff in you to be a killer then. I won't take you to the cellar then. If you are done with this room and all its experiences, we can head over to the hotel area of the club, for some nice shut-eye."
[[You say no. There is more fun to be had yet->B]]
[[Tell him you are ready to finish the night->NoToEnd]]
"Good!" Tony's face lights up in a smile. He turns to Aiden and gives the white fox a hard smack on his butt, causing him to cry sharply and stare at him with consternation.
"Get the rooms ready, Aiden," your uncle says, "we will be heading to bed after this."
The teenager grumbles and then gives your uncle a sideways smile, and you notice his kimono is bulging a little at the front
Your uncle leads you to the door opposite the door you entered the Black Room through. Passing through it is a corridor with regular brown wood and furnishings, the lights above cast bright glares, as if you are exiting the darkness into the light.
You walk down the corridor, with doors appearing here or there. The passage turns right, then left, and it seems as if you are walking for a good ten minutes until you come to a heavy steel door with an electric box on the wall besides it.
Tony leans in, and the device reveals itself to be a retina scanner, his green eyes providing passage and the steel door opens inwards, revealing a grated, steel staircase going down..
(link:"\"After you.\"")[With hesitant steps, you walk down the stairs, which feel unpleasant on your bare feet. The air gets cooler and you tug at your kimono to stave off a bout of shivering despite your body feeling quite warmed up from all the action and the alcohol in your system.
At the bottom is another short passage, on tiled floors that are decidedly cold to your footpaws.
"We won't be here long," your uncle says, noticing your discomfort.
He leads you over to a door, fitted with another retinal scanner, and the room inside is revealed to be a prison cell. Or rather, a bare room with a steel chair in the middle where an adult lion has been shackled to it with numerous chains and padlocks, with his back facing the entrance.
In front of the lion stands a short table with a pistol lying on it.
The lion turns his head as the door opens and you see his face is crumbled in, his eye is hidden behind thick, lumpy bruises, and the floor around the chair is speckled with blood.
"This here is Christian, of the FatCats gang. He's high ranking and it was lucky we captured him." Tony says. "We got as much information out of him as possible, curtesy of the gimp, and now we need to statue an example. Over there is a camera which will record the actions. No need for masks and all that, those guys will never go to the cops, //that// would be much worse for both organisations than a simple murder."
"Fuck you, rodent!" The lion sputters, blood and a single tooth coming out his smashed-up muzzle to spatter and clatter on the cold floor.
"Now," Tony turns and faces you, staring intently into your eyes, "The reason he must die is because the FatCats have moved in on our territory in a serious manner. We have killed off dealers and enforcers left and right, and the cops are beginning to take notice. Christian here is close to the boss, and offing him will send a clear message."
Uncle Tony points at the table.
"Take the gun, look him in the eyes and kill him."
(link:"Pick up the gun")[You move to pick up the gun, and the lion's head follows you are you move around him to stand at the table.
It's a simple pistol. You grab the slide and pull it back, loading the chamber, surprised how much watching such stuff in the movies translates to real life, although the slide is //very// tight to operate. You check for the safety. It's already off.
You have a loaded gun in your paw. You can kill now, one pull of the trigger and you can end his life.
Tony moves to stand besides you, nodding in approval at your apparent familiarity with the weapon in your paw.
He doesn't speak, letting you take things at your own pace, and your arms shiver a little as you lift the gun, looking into the yellowish eyes of the predator in front of you, who is beaten and battered and almost broken.
The lion snarls at you, causing you to flinch despite all the chains holding him rattling and keeping him in place.
The moment seems to stretch out into eternity, as you level the gun and point it at his skull.
You shake a lot and try to draw in deep breaths to steady your self.
This will kill him.
This will make you a murderer.
[[Pull the trigger->DeathsEnd]]
[[Lower the gun->LifesEnd]]]]A few more moments are needed to steel yourself, and then you pull the trigger.
Then again.
Then again.
Your finger moves of its own accord and you empty the magazine into the head and chest of the lion, impact after impact spraying blood and bone and brainmatter all over, including yourself, as you feel the misty wetness of his sanguine fluids impact your face and colour your kimono.
You didn't realise you were shouting, but you are, and continue to do so, clicking the empty trigger several times before your uncle removes the gun from your possession and puts it firmly down on the table with a clang.
Shaking, huffing, disturbed and somehow mentally aroused, you turn to look at him with a crazed smile on your face.
His solemn expression wipes it clean off and you gulp heavily as you realise the implications of it all.
You look back at the still-spasming corpse of the lion, who is a gory mess of bullet wounds and gore and bone sticking out and you collapse with a sudden heave of your stomach, spewing your dinner and your drinks as you vomit from it all.
A few minutes pass while you calm down, and your uncle puts a steadying paw on your shoulder. You look up and he is smiling approvingly.
"No one kills without feeling it. Remember that." He says, helping you to get on your feet.
He leads you away from the room, down the corridor. Your eyes are blurry with tears, your mind a storm of emotions. You see the eyes of the lion widening when you pulled and fired the first shot. The blood spewing out as you delivered bullet after bullet.
[[Tony leads you away->Ender]]Your finger trembles as it hovers over the trigger. You feel the metal bending a little and then you almost cramp up, give out a whimper, and lower the gun, putting it on the table again.
"I can't....." You say dejectedly.
"I can." Tony says in a firm voice, moving over, grabbing the gun, lifting it with one paw and pulling the trigger three times.
The lion's head implodes and explodes, torn this way and that from the force of the bullets. Then he shivers and gurgles, blood sprouting up and out. Bits of gore and flesh and skull and brains seeping, flying, misting all over.
You turn your head away, trying to block out the sight, but you will never forget this.
A clonk! can be heard as the pistol is put on the table again, and Tony grabs your shoulder, steering you out of the room.
"It's time to go to bed, kid." He says, voice gruff. "I'm not angry at you, Joshua, not everyone is made up to be a killer."
You finally look him in the eyes, and they don't seem to lie, causing you to give him a wan smile.
Then you hunch over, tearing yourself away from his grasp, and you hurl out the contents of your stomach, good food and fine alcohol washing over the tiled floor.
Tony gives you a few moments, then grabs your shoulder again.
"Let's go kid, I'll have someone clean that up."
[[He leads you away->Ender]]You are led through twisting corridors and up a staircase.
"There is a direct route from the club to the guest rooms, this was a bit of a detour.." Your uncle remarks.
The floor is suddenly fitted with plush carpets, the walls white, painting hanging here and there and you are at a corridor with doors that are fitted with Roman numerals.
Room III is where you stop and your uncle turns to face you. The door opens and Aiden steps out, looking at you up and down, noting your expression.
(if:(history: where its name contains "DeathsEnd")'s length >= 1)[His eyes widen as he take in the sight of your blood-stained kimono.]
"T-The room is ready, mister Straciatello." Aiden says uncertainly, taking a few steps into the corridor, leaving you and Tony to face each other.
You feel almost sober, having lost the contents of your stomach, a lot of the alcohol you consumed spattered on the cold floor down in the basement, and your uncle's red'ish eyes and the stink of booze almost make you flinch as he leans in for a hug.
"You know, I see a lot of myself in you.." His burly arms crush you in their grip.
"Even when you make mistakes, they can be forgiven..." He pushes you away, holding you by your shoulders, eyes misty with emotion.
"Cruel or kind, soft or hard, it doesn't matter.." He ruffles your headfur.
"You are like a son to me."
There is a blossoming warmth in your chest and you feel your eyes getting teary. This is all too much, your birthday present turned to something darker and much more sinister. A "journey of initiation" your English teacher would call it, leaving behind your childhood and getting ready for something quite new and different.
"This is the end, although I //do// believe you can have a bit of fun still, relieve some stress before you can calm down and fall asleep."
He gives you a warm smile, the light reflecting in his eyes much like his shifting gold chain.
[[Kiss him->TonyEnd]]
[[Ask who you can have fun with->OtherEnd]]
His bruised face, and those accusing and defiant eyes, fill up your bloodcrazed vision and you lead in with a jab.
Jab-jab-jab.
Each punch impacts his mouth squarely, the brass knuckle impacting bone and tooth, sending off-white bits flying.
You square your legs and deliver a hard cross, then another, rocking his head backwards, more crunching heard as metal impacts bone and cracks and smashes it.
Stepping back for a moment, the cub spits out small bits of teeth and you step in again with a heavy haymaker.
(link:"*CRUNCH*")[Cyber sqeuals out a blubbery and hoarse cry of pain as your heavy punch dislocates and probably fractures his jaw, the lower part hanging loose, more blood spattering across the floor.
And onto you.
The taste of the cub's blood fills your mouth as you keep punching, his flabbering jaw rocked here and there, more bits of tooth-chips flying from side to side, occasionally bouncing off your facial fur.
Deciding to remove some teeth from his upper jaw, you begin using uppercuts, the heavy metal protecting your knuckles impacting and shattering the teeth there lengthwise all the way up to his gums, more blood and more bone spraying and splattering out.
Your lower arms up to your elbows look like you are a butcher-in-training, a thick coat of blood there, combined with small bits of crushed bone as you keep up your assault.
[[The cub hangs limply->FinishHim]]]Huffing from the exertion, member limp and dormant as the punitive excersize has taken up your headspace, you take a step back and observe the cub.
At this point, he is tremoring and wheezing, each intake of air causing his body to draw up in pain as his broken ribs prickle at his lungs, sharp pieces of bone sticking out his ribcage, dripping blood.
His maw is utterly devastated with hardly any teeth left that aren't chipped or fully broken. Gums bleeding, lips split into a gory mess of dangling flesh, blood is pouring out his fractured and dislocated lower jaw, making an ever-expanding pool of blood on the floor.
"Not so tough now, are you?" You rhetorically ask the cub, who can still manage to see out of one eye. His defiance is gone, and for once he looks truly scared and hurt.
"Pweshhhh staohhhp..." He manages to gurgle.
But you are not ready to stop, not until you fuck him over for good.
(link:"Castrate him")["Okay, I'll stop now." You lie, stepping closer to the limp cub.
Then you crouch down, one metallic weighed paw grabbing around his buttock, the other pulling back.
And then you deliver a series of harsh uppercuts into his scrotum.
*Clap*
*Smack*
*Crucnh*
*Splat*
*Smack*
*Crunch*
*Crunch*
*Splat Splat Splat*
The cub gags and vomits up blood, he squirms the best he can in his delirious state of broken-ness, but each punch hits true, impacting his nutsack and his sheath again and again.
The skin splits open, the testicles rupture in a gush of white and red, his penile bone is revealed through torn skin and ripped-open member, only to be broken into three jagged splinters.
Again and again your devastating uppercuts tear into his defenceless scrotum and the cub cries out as loud as he can, begging for mercy, until the pain and the agony becomes so great that he cannot form coherent words, blubbering like a toddler and then falling fully limp as he passes out. From this point, you heavy punches only causes the cub to shudder slightly, and your castration and penectomy of him ceases to be fun.
Stepping back, putting the bloody steel at your hips, you stare the limp wolfcub down, taking in his broken and battered form, the pool of blood, the bone and teeth fragments, his torn sack, dick, and sheath.
Satisfied with your work, you set down the brass knuckles, that instantly stick to the surface and head over to clean yourself off.
The gimp is giving you a wide berth, as if he cannot believe your feriocity, and when he assists you, his paws are tremoring slightly as they pat you clean with wipe after wetwipe.
It takes a good 10 minutes to become presentable again, the gimp loosing his tremoring and regarding you with a posture akin to respect.
"There's a good market for toothless eunucks." He says dryly as you put on the kimono and head out the door.
[[Leave->B]]]You apply some lube and slowly work the tube up your tailhole, the stretch fairly significant. You push it in inch by inch, until some 3 inches are inside, your spasming sphincter keeping it in place.
With bated breath, you turn the valve and lie down on the floor while the see-through tube fills up with browns and blacks, the turds of the warehouse workers above. Some amount of yellow piss is there as well, but the vast majority is shit.
(link:"It enters your body")[You tense up and hiss as you feel the first solid mass slithering into your bowels. The tubes are heated, that's for sure, and you feel the intense warmth of the shit as it glides around on the inside, coarse bits scraping here and there, a soft and sludgy pressure working its way around your prostate.
Jerking yourself off, you watch eagerly as more scat arrives in the plumbing system, working its way through the tube, additional warm pressure building up. It feels like you have to go number 2 now, your rectum filling up beyond its regular capacity and you almost feel little bloated.
(link:"Even more shit arrives")[Eyes narrowed, cock masturbated furiously, you observe another serving of the shit as it arrives and travels towards your body. Your toes clench as you feel the pressure build up on the inside, feeling almost like you have diarrhea, the sensation growing uncomfortable, but you keep your position on the floor, looking down your body.
Suddenly, it is as if something //pops// on the inside, and the shit in the tube travels swiftly to fill the void, as the poop inside has made its way further up your bowels. Your stomach is beginning to bulge out a little, and the ceaseless and slimy pressure on your prostate is making precum jet out of your erection.
(link:"Climax and pull out the tube")[Even more shit arrives, and you are getting over the edge by this point, the hot, thick mess inside caressing your bowels and constantly bulging and twisting around, rubbing your prostate.
With a heavy and loud moan you cum, rodent semen spraying everywhere as you simultaniously pull out the tube with a lewd squelch, your bowels immidiately vacating themselves in a series of poofing farts and splurts, the floor being coated in a mound of shit.
Half delerious with pleasure and internal pressure, you manage to turn the valve, stopping the flow in the tube. Then you scrunch up your eyes, as you sphincter widens, pushing out even more of the shit.
You curl up, feeling the broiling in your stomach, and lie on the floor for a while, more and more shit piling up at your backside, while you cock occasionally throbs in tandem to your pooping.
Eventually, you come down and feel that your stomach has calmed down.
The grey-furred cub comes in and lets out a loud gag from the sight and the nasty stink, before he retrives a hose and begins working on the shit, spraying it into the grills alongside the wall.
Meanwhile, he points you to a small shower in the corner, and you wash off your filthy butt, finishing by towelling dry and putting on your kimono, ready for more fun.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]Somehow the thought of random warehouse workers doing their business, only for you to ingest their waste, makes your brain tingle with depraved desires.
You sit on your knees in front of the plumbing wall and hesitantly take the tube, which is clean and tastes like chemicals and rubber, into your mouth.
The fur stands on end from your lower back all the way to your headfur, goosebumps underneath. Your member throbs and your stomach churns as you anticipate this vile act.
(link:"Reach for the valve")[Your paw is shaking as you reach for the valve that will let the brown and black mess travel into the tube. You have second thoughts, third thought even, your paw gripping the valve but not turning it yet, as you draw in shuddering breaths, steeling yourself.
"Do it, you worthless toilet!"
A disembodied voice. An idle fantasy.
"Turn that valve and eat that shit!"
The voice again, your desires made manifest in a fantasy you conjure up in your mind. A dom instructing you, commanding you, looking down at you.
"Worthless rodent! Eat that shit and cum like the shitslut you are!"
You've seen enough of the vids to know the lines by heart, the dom sneering, keeping you on a leash, a collar on your neck bearing the name "TOILET"
"Open. The. Valve."
(link:"You open the valve")[The breath is stuck in your throat as your eyes worriedly watches as the tube fills up with browns and blacks and yellow glimmers of piss. It's headed for your mouth.
It's headed for your mouth!
"Keep that tube in place!" The figment of your imagination orders you, and you keep your teeth clamped to the hose, your lips pursed along the smooth rubber.
The shit comes nearer.
Now it's below your line of sight, you feel crosseyed looking down your nose, seeing the brown and the black scat travel further.
(link:"It hits your tongue")[You gag as the hot shit pours over your tongue, filling up your mouth quicker than you had anticipated.
In panic you turn the valve off, the tubing packed with more than enough shit for a meal for two, let alone for one novice!
"Savour it, bitch!" The fictional master commands you, and you sit there on your knees, cock spasming, as your tongue begins to work around the bitter muck in your mouth, the soft and cloying feces treating your tastebuds to the worst taste you have ever experienced.
"Now swallow."
You make an idle gulp, and a little, softer, shit travels down your gullet. Instantly, you gag. The sensation of the scat scrapes your throat and you hurk it back up.
"Don't be such a bitch. //Swallow!//"
(link:"Gulp it down")[Your paw is a blur over your cock and you feel your nutsack drawing up as you begin to swallow the foul shit one little gulp at a time. You constantly have to fight off attacks of nausea and almost vomit several times, but you manage to swallow down almost everything that has been deposited in your mouth.
Each swallow makes your stomach clench up and your cock to spasm in your paw, and you fap even harder, getting closer to your climax.
Finally you cum, swallowing down one last time and spitting out the tube and moaning loudly as rope after rope of semen jets out. The discarded tube oozes out brown and black shit and some of your cum impacts it, coating it like frosting on a chocolate cake.
However, as you come down, your stomach protests, and you fall to your elbows as your hurk and glurk, eventually spewing the shit out again, brown slime dripping down your chin as you empty your stomach of the foul stuff.
You spit out again and again, trying to get the taste out, but it doesn't work very well, although the thicker and grittier pieces are expelled, your tongue working overtime scraping off your teeth.
Eventually the grey-furred cub comes in and sees what's what. He sends you off to the corner, where a shower is revealed, and you stand there, letting the hot water rain into your mouth, gurgling it and getting as clean as possible.
Meanwhile, the boy washes off the floor with a hose, as well as disposes of the soiled tubing, procuring a new piece for fresh play.
Feeling mostly clean, you wordlessly accept a towel and pat yourself down, the cub giving you a mint to clear off the last of the foul taste.
[[Leave->Tell the cub to show you around]]]]]]You want to get frisky with the tiny panda and you lift her up higher, kissing her directly on her mouth. She coos and reciprocates, her kissing inexperienced and more of the "muah" kind of oral action.
Not deterred, you let your tongue out to explore her muzzle, licking along her lips. She giggles at that, squirming a bit in your grasp, and you worm a finger into her buttcrack to poke at her anus. Your tongue ventures further inside, running circles around her little organ that struggles to keep up, while your finger pokes and prods at her backside.
Keeping the kiss, you slowly walk over to the changing table and put her down, kissing her all the time, her facial fur growing more and more red from the sensual kissing. You feel a blush heat up your own cheeks as well, getting lewd and sexual with such a small cub makes your member spasm into full hardness as you lean in over the girl. With Tammy on her back, your paws are free to explore and you run them over her small body, pinching softly at her nipples, groping her babyfatty stomach and making passes down her pussy which feels slightly moist.
(link:"Lick her out")[You break the kiss with a thick string of saliva connecting your mouths which slathers down to pool on her throat and chest. She's gasping and blushing, her breathing quick and she moans as you begin to kiss her chest, suckling on her nipples before running your mouth downwards until it arrives at her moist cunny. She coos and spreads her hips, holding her ankles as if it was a diaper change and you dive in, your mouth making contact with her pussy lips. She squeals out in pleasure as your tongue darts over her underdeveloped clit and moans breathlessly as you penetrate her tight opening with your dextrous organ.
She's so tight that you can only get the tip in, so you begin to rock your head back and forth, slowly opening the toddler up. She moans and coos and you feel her little stubby legs envelop your head, keeping you in place at her crotch.
This encourages you to gyrate your head faster, as well as moving your tongue around more, and you feel how your nose is getting closer and closer to her shaved pussy as you penetrate her deeper.
Eventually your lips are full on kissing her tight cunny, your tongue deep inside, and Tammy coos and whines, her tiny legs surprisingly strong and keeping you in place as she gets near her climax.
Suddenly the little panda cries out, her legs and entire body trembling, and she takes superficial, quick breaths as she orgasms, femcub slowly making your lips and tongue even wetter than before.
[[Fuck her pussy->Tampus]]]The girl is practically vibrating from her orgasm, a continuous stream of gasps and high-pitched moans coming from her mouth.
It's a struggle to pull her stubby legs away from your head so you can lean back for a breath of fresh air, the toddler's strength again surprising you, but you eventually succeed, Tammy whining as your tongue exits her clenching cunny.
Then you lean forward and kiss her again, the little panda gurgling and coo'ing as she tastes her juices on your lips and tongue. You shuffle around, keeping a paw on your straining member, and you let your cockhead prod at her loosened entrance, hoping the oral stretching will be enough.
Tammy tenses up as you push forward, her tight opening hot and moist, an incredible sensation on your inexperienced cock.
You buckle your hips and the little toddler squeals as your tip just barely manages to pop inside with a lewd squelsh and then she tenses up as she struggles to accomodate your girth.
(link:"Lean forward and stick your tongue into her muzzle")[You let your lips meet hers even more firmly and stick your tongue inside, offering your organ as a pacifier, and Tammy desperately suckles on it, your drool slowly trailing it.
With the toddler occupied with your tongue, you begin to very gently gyrate your hips with your cockhead still inside, barely moving a fraction of an inch.
The girl suckles harder or softer in tandem to your motions, and this gives you a good indicator for how much she can take, as you push forward a little and she suckles //hard//, so you give her a minute to relax before you pull back and push in again.
Slowly, you feel her incredibly tight pussy grip just a little bit less hard on your formerly-virgin cock and you begin to fuck her with a little more intent, a couple of inches now passing in and out with hardly a noise of complaint, her suckling growing more measured and her vocalizations turning to coo's and moans.
(link:"Fuck her as hard as you dare and cum")[Encouraged by her looseness and acceptance of your activity, you begin to buckle your hips properly, still letting her suckle on your tongue which at this point is beginning to feel a bit numb. It's hard to control your drooling, but Tammy doesn't mind and occasionally swallows down noisily, spurring your member to throb from the lewdness of it all.
You can feel how the whole changing table is beginning to rock back and forth as you increase your speed, the toddler's cunny accepting a bit over half your length, and the tight squeezing of her innards coaxes you closer and closer to your climax.
Tammy is feeling the heat as well, as your penetration stimulates her so that she moans out louder right into your mouth. You speed up even more, the lewd squelches filling the air and you grunt and moan from deep within your chest as you unload.
Hips shuddering, eyes closed, you feel how she milks you of every drop, potent rat semen draining up her vomb, and as you pull back you swear you can see the indentation on her stomach from all the cum you've shot into her tight passage.
The girl is mewling a little now, reaching for you, and you lean forwards again, meeting her lips in a lewd kiss.
(link:"Put Tammy into her crib")[Your member is still being squeezed hard, and it quickly deflates and pops out gently, Tammy barely reacting as it slips out in a gush of cum. You take some babywipes and clean her off the best you can before you pick her up and carry her over to her crib.
She's already sleeping by the time you lay her down, and you take a moment to look at her spread-open and slightly swollen pussy lips, the evidence of your debaucherous encounter.
Already feeling a stirring for more, you clean yourself off of toddler femcum and rat semen with some disposable wipes and then dress in your kimono again.
As you reach for the exit door, the madam steps in, giving you a knowing glance. She steps over to the crib and look at the results of your mating and gives you a nod of approval.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]<img src="images/MyImage.png">
[["All clothes off!"->"All clothes off."]]<img src="images/MyImage1.png">
[[Back to the whores->Ask about the... Menu]]Your uncle's eyes widen as you put a kiss on his lips, then they schrunch up.
Confused, you take a step back, blushing, feeling like you misread the situation.
You were sure there was a connection between the ratcub Jason and yourself!
"Wha...?"
Tony then wipes his mouth and his expression changes dramatically.
"Aiden, you can leave now."
Your uncle steps in, grabs you by the waist, opens the door with his other paw, and ushers you inside.
As the door closes with a bang, he pushes you away. He's panting. There's a bulge on his kimono.
"I really want to kiss you back, Joshua," he says huskily, "but you have to brush your teeth first!"
Right.
The vomiting.
"The bathroom is right there, it includes toothbrushes and toothpaste for the guests," He points and you hurry out there, feeling giddy.
This is all unreal! You just kissed your //uncle//. Your big, burly, dangerous uncle.
And he wants it!
Your brushing is erratic, but it gets the job done.
You brush a second time just to be sure, then wash your muzzle, not wanting to disgust him.
(link:"Exit the bathroom")[Your uncle stands just outside the door, a strange expression on his face.
You take brief moment to check out the room. It is fitted as a regular hotel room, king size bed, two tables on either side and a closet, your paws standing on a plush, white carpet.
You clear your throat.
"Jason, the cub from the Brown Room?"
He nods.
"He reminds me of you," Tony admits.
Then he steps close and leans in, his big frame blocking out the light from the ceiling, casting his face in shadows.
You lean up, grabbing his muscular arms for support, and your lips meet in an intense kiss.
The smell of alcohol wafts out of his mouth, but it's the strong taste of mint that hits your senses the most, and your tongues begin dancing almost immediately.
He envelops you with his strong arms, squeezing you tight while you kiss, a paw already cruising down your back, stroking your tail and then grabbing your butt.
(link:"Grab back")[You put your paws down and grab his thick buttocks, and as you both pull, your crotches grind against one another.
The heated kissing already got you hard, but feeling the thick meat underneath your uncle's kimono make your throb and moan into his mouth.
His paw on your ass grasps tightly, the other one he puts on your neck, cramming your faces together, lips mashing, somewhat erratic and sloppy, drooling, grunting.
There's still enough alcohol in your system for you to feel quite buzzed, and you imagine your uncle is the same, and your kissing is passionate and messy because of it.
All the while, the both of you are humping each other, two lengths grinding and prodding at each other.
"Let me see how much you've grown," Tony says, stepping back, your lips connected by a thick strand of drool that drops off to hit the carpet.
[[Undress->TEU]]]]Tony gives you a wide smile.
"Ahhh, to be young again.." He grins and then gestures at Aiden, "Ask him," he says.
"I'm gonna catch some shuteye, been a long time since I exerted myself this much!" Your uncle stretches his arms above his head, ligaments popping, before he turns to leave.
"See ya in the morning!" He says as he enters the next room, leaving you alone with the white fox.
He gives you his best smile, and does the stretching motion as well, turning on the spot, letting his tail swish and sticking his rump out.
Seems like the night is just beginning!
The white fox gives you a lewd grin, practically ogling you and you can't help but check him out a little.
The clothes he wore before have been ditched, replaced with a white kimono like your own, although he is still wearing the purple-and-black striped programmer socks that reach his thighs.
About the same height as you, his voice and posture reveals his age to be older than yourself, probably a legal adult, though his slender and effeminate frame makes him look a fair bit younger than that.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Clear your throat")'s length >= 1)[It feels like you have some unfinished business with this girly male.]
"So.... Do you wanna take me into your room and share the bed or...?"
[["Yeah. Can't wait to plow your ass!"->AidenEnder]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Say you want some private time with Nellie")'s length >= 1)[[["I'd prefer if you brought Nellie here, I'd like to end the night with a feral companion!"->NellieEnder]]]Your uncle leads you to the door opposite the door you entered the Black Room through. Passing through it is a corridor with regular brown wood and furnishings, the lights above cast bright glares, as if you are exiting the darkness into the light.
Aiden follows, keeping a respectful distance, and you keep on checking out the white-furred fox and his somewhat awkward gait, as if his bottom is hurting a little.
A right turn, then a left, and you are suddenly walking on a plush, carpeted floor, the walls white with paintings hung from the walls here and there.
You are now at a corridor where the doors are fitted with Roman numerals, your uncle stopping at the one bearing the number III.
Tony turns to face you and gives you a bear hug, cramming the air out of your lungs, before stepping back and giving you a rueful smile.
"You have not dissapointed me, Joshua, you will be a fine young man doing good things in your life. I'm sure of it!"
This makes you smile a little, although you still feel like you have let him down.
Let him down?
Your mind recoils.
He wanted you to be a murderer!
Your uncle sees the expression on your face and he grasps your shoulder gently.
"You know, I see a lot of myself in you.." His strong paws squeezes your shoulders.
"Even when you make mistakes, they can be forgiven..." He gives you a short hug, then pulls back, eyes misty with emotion.
"Cruel or kind, soft or hard, it doesn't matter.." He ruffles your headfur.
"You are like a son to me."
There is a blossoming warmth in your chest and you feel your eyes getting teary. This is all too much, your birthday present turned to something darker and much more sinister. A "journey of initiation" your English teacher would call it, leaving behind your childhood and getting ready for something quite new and different.
"This is the end, although I //do// believe you can have a bit of fun still, relieve some stress before you can calm down and fall asleep."
He gives you a warm smile, the light reflecting in his eyes much like his shifting gold chain.
[[Lean in and kiss him->SoftTonyEnd]]
[[Ask about your options->SoftOtherEnd]]
"I guess you really like the little ones," The Madam says in a neutral tone, pursing her lips a little and then brightening up.
"In fact, we have a set of tanuki twins, boycubs, who might be of interest. They are a little older, 3 years old to be exact. They are currently sleeping in their room."
[[Ask to see the twins->TamaIntro]]
[[That doesn't interest you. Ask about the others->Ask about the... Menu]]You are taken to a door where a straw-hat has been painted on the surface.
The Madam opens it for you and ushers you in.
"Like I said, the boys are sleeping right now. Both of them are fairly heavy sleepers, but I’m sure they’ll wake up to play when you disturb them.” The Madam gives you a shrewd look.
“Tama and Taro are three years old and big enough to take you entirely, as long as you take it slow and warm them up first. I’ll be right outside the door, be nice!”
At that, she steps out of the room and closes the door gently.
The room is a wash of greens and brown colours, all the walls painted to resemble woodlands and the countryside, yellow wheat fields here, red-painted thatch-roof cottages there, trees and shrubs and rivers.
It’s very idyllic.
The floor is kept in the reds befitting the area of the club and the king size bed is fitted with bordeux sheets.
On the bed, two tanuki cubs are sleeping. Obviously twins, you wouldn’t know how to tell them apart except one of them has a blue ribbon tied around his bushy tail, a bell fastened to the ribbon.
Their fur is light brown, except at the end of their tails and around their muzzles and their stomachs, where the colour turns to a creamy off-white. The area around their eyes is a deep black, like the colouration on a panda.
They each wear cute little pieces of underwear that covers their crotches. The one with the bell on his tail has red underwear, the other little guy has blue underwear.
Both toddlers are sleeping soundly, the one with the bell on his tail almost silently, the other snoring lightly. They lie on their sides, facing one another, with plenty of space to get behind one or the other.
[[Get behind the one who doesn't have a bell on his tail->Tama]]
[[Get behind the one who has a bell on his tail->Taro]]You throw off you kimono and get into bed, slowly putting yourself behind the tanuki who isn’t wearing a bell on his tail.
His slow breaths are light and don’t change rhythm as you settle in, your member already hard as you imagine pumping his cute little butt.
Slowly, agonizingly gently, you put your paws on his underwear and try sliding it off without waking him, the cub moving a little as you disturb his sleep. However, you manage to drag it down his butt, and from there it is fairly easy to slide it completely off, each motion soft and silent, you cringing everytime the bed creaks a little from your movement.
To start off with, you spit on your paw and lather yourself up, then put your spit-slick finger into his buttcrack. His bushy tail waves around a little as he moans out in his sleep as you gently prod and poke at his tailstar.
Besides the bed is a table where a bottle of lube is standing, fitted with a pushdown dispenser. You rotate yourself and get a few nice big pumps of the goop to aid your further play.
Applying the lube to your cock and then smearing his sphincter, you finally try poking him properly. He’s tight, but you surmise he’s also well-trained already, as his hole opens up and he moans out cutely in his sleep. You manage to get your other arm under his head and practically envelop the little guy, sticking a couple of fingers into his muzzle, the toddler gurgling and suckling on it while you push your finger deeper inside his ass.
Taking it so easily makes you riled up, and your uncut member throbs as you push in another finger, scissoring the cub a little, driving it deeper.
The toddler moans out even louder, his breathing getting more quick and shallow and you are practically fingerblasting his tight little hole when he wakes up, somewhat startled.
“Nghhhh??”
“Shhhhhh, just let me play with you…”
Your soothing voice calms him down and he noms on the fingers in his mouth while you fuck his tailhole with your fingers, the squelches loud and lewd.
(link:"Fuck him")[He makes a sound of complaint when you withdraw you fingers with a raunchy slurping sound, then moans out cutely when you prod at his tailhole with your cock.
The tanuki keeps his tail out of the way instinctively, inviting you in, even lifting his leg up a little to ease your access. He looks back over his shoulder and giggles at your determined expression, lifting his leg up even further.
You push in, his hole tight on your cock, and he moans out loudly as your dickhead pops inside, shivering, practically biting down on your fingers as your member slides further in.
This wakes up his brother, whose eyes blink slowly and confused before they focus and he gasps as he sees you behind his brother.
“Tama!” The other cub says, a bit of worry in his voice.
“Ish Oay ‘Aro…” The toddler you are inside says between the fingers in his mouth.
You give a little shove with your hips and he moans out loudly again, your cock more than halfway inside.
The other cub’s worry dissipates and he looks on curiously as you begin to slowly fuck his brother.
Your member is gripped tightly by his hole as you gyrate your hips, each forward thrust getting more and more of your meat inside him, and he moans out very loud when you bottom out, your cock on his prostate making him pant and whine. The leg he’s lifting up begins to shiver and you grab a hold of it behind the knee, giving you more purchase, allowing you to speed up.
The bed begins to creak properly as you sideways-fuck and his twin looks on, his expression getting a bit jealous.
“Not fair! I want it too!” He complains, getting a bit teary.
“’Ait Or Urn ‘Aro!” The toddler you are fucking says with a giggle, before whining and mewling as you fuck him harder and faster, your pelvis smacking against his cute little butt, your cock fully spearing him on each hard thrust.
(link:"Climax")[It’s all too much and his tight hole drives you over the edge. You pump forward, shallowly humping him while you unload inside, the pleasure immense as your load is deposited up his backside.
“Are you done?” The other twin asks impatiently, and you can see his pecker stiff and needy, obviously in anticipation of getting a round of his own.
“Let me cool down for a second,” you manage to grunt out, still humping his twin shallowly, enjoying his tight hole milking your cock for every drop.
“No! I want it now! Now!” The toddler with the bell on his tail gets totally red-faced, the classical toddler-rage taking over his body.
“Play with me now!”
[[Pull out and give him what he wants->TaroMiss]]]]You throw off your kimono and get in bed behind the toddler who is wearing a bell on his tail.
The little tanuki is cute as a button and you notice that his headfur differs a little from his brother, in that is has a “duck rump” upcurling above his face.
First thing to do is to take off his underwear, which you do slowly. He mewls in his sleep as his privates are exposed to the warm air and you oogle his little soft pecker before sliding the garment off his rump. After that it is easy, although you cringe a little as your knees on the bed causes it to creak a little.
There are tables on each side of the bed, both of them with a bottle of lube with a pushdown dispenser, and you procure a few dollops of the goop, spreading it between the little guy’s buttcheeks. He moans out in his sleep as you poke and prod at his tailstar, and you feel that this is a cub who is used to such action, his sphincter yielding to your touch. Still, it feels very tight on your pointy finger, and you start out with your pinkie, slipping the well-lubed digit inside the tanuki.
He mewls a little, and you sort of embrace him, wrapping him up with your body, getting your other arm under his head so that you can put your thumb inside his mouth. He noms on your finger, and you insert it fully, brushing against the roof of his maw. This causes him to gurgle a little, then make a contented sigh as you begin to slowly fingerfuck him with your pinkie.
After a minute, you pull it out and insert your pointy finger, his tailhole more and more loose, and he moans out, his hot breath warming your thumbs. You push in all the way to the knuckles, angling it this way and that, even poking against the little hard nub inside that is his prostate.
Then you add your middle finger, slowly stretching him further and this finally wakes him up.
“Nuhhh?”
“Shhhh, just let it happen little guy,” you tell him soothingly, making sure to poke extra hard against his prostate.
“Mfffff!” He noms down on your thumb, panting, and as you look down his body, you can see his little pecker is stiff.
“Enjoying this, aren’t you?” Another deliberate poke, another delicious mewl of pleasure.
You keep fingerfucking him, the toddler getting more and more loud, until his sleeping brother also wakes up.
“T-Taro?” He doesn’t sound concerned, more like interested, and you see that his member also hardens pretty quick from the lewd sight and the sounds of his twin’s moaning and the squelching of your fingers as the penetrate the little guy.
(link:"Slide your member inside")[Satisfied that he is something lubed up and stretched, you pull your fingers out.
“Nuhh, ‘Ont ‘Op!” He whines around your thumb, which you plug a little deeper, causing the demanding tyke to gurgle around it.
You lift up his leg for ease of access, and then align your member which you also slick up with lube. Taro moans out as your cockhead pushes against his yielding pucker and then moans loudly as the first inch slips inside with a lewd plop.
The pressure is immense, and you cannot help but moan out yourself, enjoying the tightness of his tailhole.
You feel the urge to push yourself fully inside.
[[Push further->TaroFuck]]]With a bit of an annoyed growl, you pull out, the sound lewd as his pucker clenches, emitting a squirt of your semen. The bed creaks as you climb over him, grabbing the red-faced tanuki by his shoulders and pinning him to the bed.
“You want it now, huh?”
His eyes are wide with surprise, but he doesn’t resist as you grab his legs by their knees, lifting them up, giving you access to his rump. It takes a few moments for you to lift off his underwear, before you get ready for the next part.
You lift, his lower back getting off the sheets, and he whines as you align your cum and lube-slick member with his buttcrack, his tail whipping about, the bell there chiming excitedly.
The toddler squirms a little from your forceful manhandling, then gasps as your member pushes against his tailhole. You rub up and down a few times, making sure the cum and lube is smeared around and then push forward.
His sphincter is fairly tight, but you can feel the yielding of him being well-trained, and you power through, your cockhead popping inside.
“Nhhhh!” His face gets all red again, his paws ball up and it looks like you might have triggered a toddler-tantrum regardless.
Maybe you were a bit too quick to penetrate him.
His face gets super red and his lips quiver, but then the other twin crawls over.
“It’s okay, Taro! You have taken bigger! Don’t be such a wuss!”
He grabs one of his brother’s paws and holds it tightly, other paw scritching at his headfur.
“Tama…” The twin focuses on his brother and you just keep in place, occasionally tightening your pelvis to make your dick twitch inside him, but not pushing further in until he relaxes.
(link:"Masturbate him")[All the while, his little pecker has remained hard, a cute little inch of toddler-dick, and you sort of rummage his footpaw to rest on your stomach so that you can let go and masturbate him a little.
He moans cutely as you make contact with his boyhood, and you slowly rub the little dick between your thumb and pointy finger, enjoying the sensation of his foreskin as it squishes between your fingers.
That seemed to calm him down a little, his breathing growing more regular, the quivering of his lips stopping, and you decide you can proceed with mating him.
One of his paws is gripping his brother’s and the other is gripping the sheets tightly, but you feel his tailhole relaxing and you push further in. He whines and moans, but bites his lower lip, body quivering, pecker spasming, as you penetrate him deeper.
You begin to gyrate your hips, ever-so-slowly, smiling a little at the cuteness of the two brothers, how Tama is focused on his brother’s expressions, gently scritching him, while Taro has his full focus on you and your cock stretching him out.
His tailhole yields further and you pull at his legs, almost managing to bottom out. He wheezes from the deep penetration, and then moans out lewdly as you pull back and push inside again. You lean your body forwards, making sure to put force behind your pushings, and he mewls even louder as you begin to batter his prostate.
Finally you can speed up, your cock squelching as the cum and lube makes it possible for you to properly fuck the little tanuki and he closes his eyes in pleasure as you ram his prostate on repeat.
(link:"Cum")[As you get near your climax, you begin to REALLY drive your hips forward. The bed is creaking loudly and Taro’s eyes shoot open as you slam into him like a piece of fuckmeat, ramming your pelvis against his little butt, cock slamming against his pleasure button like a jackhammer. The bell on his tail is chiming loudly each time you rock his body.
He squeals out and suddenly tightens up to the point where you can barely move, his pecker throbbing wildly and the sudden pressure on your cock drives you over the edge, and you shoot your second load inside him, the contractions wracking his body milking you for all that you’ve got.
Fucking both twins has really driven the wind out of you, and you let go of Taro’s legs, leaning down on your elbow, still lodged inside him. The tanuki toddler is practically wheezing from overstimulation, his body still contracting occasionally, and you kiss him gently on his forehead, before you pull your hips backwards as slow as possible. He gasps cutely as you member plops out and reaches his face upwards and you meet his lips in a soft kiss.
“You did it Taro!” His brother exclaims, squeezing his paw and the well-fucked toddler smiles weakly, before his eyes get droopy and he emits a loud yawn.
You get off the bed and the two toddlers curl up facing one another. They are holding paws as they drift off to sleep, both tailhole well-used and leaking cum that soaks the sheets.
Staggering, still heaving for breaths, you make your way over to the exit door, where a small table stands. There, you find a packet of disposable wipes and you clean off your cum-slick cock to the best of your ability, before you don your kimono and head out.
Right there, the Madam stands, and she peeks inside, smiling as she sees the tired-out toddlers sleeping.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]The tanuki toddler moans out and quivers as you put another inch inside, his anal walls gripping even tighter as he struggles to accommodate your girth. Still, you can see that his pecker is smasming wildly, the tyke obviously enjoying the stretch.
(link:"Add another inch")[Now he begins to whine a little, but the sensation is just WAY too good for you to really care at this point. He squirms pretty hard and is nibbling on your thumb, his vocalizations growing in volume.
“Taro…” His twin brother looks on, a bit of a concerned frown on his forehead.
(link:"Just a little more")[You push in even further, and the toddler begins to properly whine.
You guess you went too far too quickly!
Before he gets upset, you pull all the way back until only your cockhead is inside his tight anus, resting it there, giving him a little breathing room. His tail whips about, the bell there making chiming noises that signify his unease.
“Ahhh, Taro, you can do it!” His twin brother says brightly. “Don’t be such a wuss!”
“’Ooo ‘Ast!” The toddler complains around your thumb, his almost-bite turning into a proper nom again, suckling it for comfort.
“Don’t worry, little guy, I’ll take it slow. I promise!” You say.
(link:"Mate him gently")[You begin to gyrate your hips, only poking in an inch and then pulling back. He appreciates the care and his tone of complaint completely disappears from his voice, instead turning high-pitched into sensual moans as your soft strokes obviously brings him great pleasure.
“Good job, Taro!” His twin says, smiling seraphically, and he reaches out and grabs his paw, the two guys holding paws while you mate the tanuki.
Now that you are taking it slow, he stops clenching up, and his tailhole grows much more pliant, allowing you to go further and further inside, eventually reaching and surpassing the previous point where he complained. Almost able to do full strokes now, you begin to rock your hips harder, edging closer and closer to your climax.
Each stroke causes ripples through the toddler’s body and his tail waves around, the bell there chiming in tandem to your fucking.
(link:"Climax")[As his body relaxes fully, the little guy is moaning even louder, nomming and suckling on your thumb like a cock. This invites you to fuck him even harder, full strokes that plap against his backside, his still-tight hole squeezing you in a most amazing fashion.
Your thrusts begin to grow erratic and you put all your weight behind them, battering his prostate on each push, tugging at his sphincter on each pull.
You climax simultaniously, Taro clenching up just as you begin to shoot your load, and he whines and mewls while you moan loudly as you paint his insides white, your semen depositing deep within his bowels.
The tight grip is astoundingly erotic, and you keep up with your strokes, until the toddler begins to mewl unhappily, obviously overstimulated, and you let yourself rest for a while, your cock softening inside him until it plops out by itself in a gush of cum.
On the table, you noted there was a pacifier, and you reach out and take it, stuffing it into his tailhole, plugging it up to prevent leakage.
“Uhmmm, mista? Can you do me too?”
[[Look at the twin->TamaFuck]]]]]]What a sight!
Taro’s twin has gotten on his elbows and knees, showing off his rump, his tailstar winking and his little pecker bobbing underneath in arousal.
Even though you just came, your member hardens up at the sight and the invitaition, and you climb over the other tanuki, who is following you with bleary, tired eyes.
(link:"Rim him")[You grab at his buttcheeks and spread them wide, leaning in to lube him up with your tongue.
The toddler arches his back as your rim him, moaning loudly in pleasure.
“Not fair! Why do you lick Tama when you didn’t lick me?” Taro complains, his twin looking over his shoulder to shoot him a commanding stare.
“Stop making all that fuss!” He says, voice bright, “You got to get woken up nicely!”
Taro just grumbles and you dig in again, your tongue penetrating the little guy’s tailhole.
He moans out yet again, his fluffy tail gyrating from side to side, and he lets himself sink into the sheets while you pleasure him.
(link:"Fuck him")[Once you feel less resistance around your tongue, you move up to align your member with Tama’s butt, grinding your cockhead against his spit-slick sphincter, smearing your cum and residual lube all over. Then you push in and he emits a moan of pleasure as your cockhead vanishes inside him, alongside a couple of inches of your shaft.
“Ah- Ahhhhhh!” His babyvoice rises an octave and you keep steady for a few moments, before pulling back, then pushing in, taking it nice and slow.
The grip on your aching cock is immense and you enjoy each spasm of his body as it slowly accommodates your girth and length, eventually able to penetrate him fully, resting yourself deeply inside his small body, the toddler gurgling into the sheets.
You pull almost fully back and then push a little harder, penetrating him deeply again, and he moans out cutely, grinding his head against the sheets out of wanton pleasure.
“You can do it harder, mister!” He then says with a chipper giggle.
(link:"Ram him until you cum")[Not wanting to pass on such a suggestion, you grab his fluffy tail in one paw, his hip in the other, and you ''ram'' your cock inside, then again, then again.
The heavy assault on his tailhole makes him gasp for breath, dragging his snout and his head against the sheets as you fuck him like the whore he is, cramming each inch of your cock inside his snug passage on repeat.
His moans get wilder and louder, his breath staggered and he suddenly tenses up, clenching like mad, almost screaming in pleasure as you deliver him an anal orgasm.
With such pressure, you can’t hold back, and you grunt and moan as his clenching pucker milks your cock until you climax, your seed squirting deep inside him.
Having fucked twice in a row, your body trembles, and you let yourself collapse on the little guy, Tama making a bit of an “Ooooof!” as your weight is put onto his back, his legs splaying out, your cock still inside his hole.
You take a quick breather and then let off, the toddler sucking in a //deep// breath and then giggling in the aftereffects of his orgasm.
Then he moans as your softening member exits his body in a gush of rodent cum, and you look to the table and see a pacifier there.
You squeeze it into his slightly-gaping tailhole and he giggles again from your antics.
(link:"Pacify the cubs")[Taro is already sleeping soundly, and you get a lewd idea.
You crawl over and unplug his tailhole, the pacifier trailing cum behind it. Then you turn to Tama and present it to his muzzle and he opens up obediently with a lewd smile, the cum-covered rubber going into his mouth, the toddler instantly suckling on the salty treat.
You unplug Tama then and push that pacifier into Taro’s mouth, the sleeping boy nomming on it reflexively.
Tama then crawls over and curls up in front of his brother, both toddlers suckling your cum, twin tailholes leaking your semen.
At the entrance to the room, there’s a table with a packet of disposable wipes. You clean off your member and then don your kimono.
As you open the door, the Madam is there, and she does a quick check on the leaky, worn-out toddlers and flashes you a smile.
Quite satisfied, you take a moment to observe the sight of the two tanuki before proceeding onwards.
[[Leave->Ask about the... Menu]]]]]]The kiss takes him by surprise, but he quickly reciprocates, putting his thick paw around your neck.
For a minute, the two of you stand there in the hallway, frenching like lovers, grinding your crotches against each other until Aiden clears his throat.
"You might wanna get a room!" He says wryly and Tony laughs good naturedly, a wide smile on his face as he looks down on you, caressing your chin with his meaty thumb.
"Sounds like a great idea!" He says, before opening the door to the hotel room, ushering you inside.
You feel giddy as you follow him, imagining how much he's packing underneath that kimono, how well-trained his body looks.
It seems like the night is still young with plenty of fun to be had yet!
[[The door closes behind you->SoftTony]]"I'll let Aiden explain that to you. I have something that needs finishing before bedtime, so I'll take my leave now. See ya in the morning!"
At that, he gives you another strong hug, the scent of alcohol wafting out his muzzle, and then he leaves, turning a corner, out of sight.
The white fox gives you a lewd grin, practically ogling you and you can't help but check him out a little.
The clothes he wore before have been ditched, replaced with a white kimono like your own, although he is still wearing the purple-and-black striped programmer socks that reach his thighs.
About the same height as you, his voice and posture reveals his age to be older than yourself, probably a legal adult, though his slender and effeminate frame makes him look a fair bit younger than that.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Clear your throat")'s length >= 1)[It feels like you have some unfinished business with this girly male.]
"So.... Do you wanna take me into your room and share the bed or...?"
[["Yeah. Can't wait to plow your ass!"->SoftAidenEnder]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Say you want some private time with Nellie")'s length >= 1)[[["I'd prefer if you brought Nellie here, I'd like to end the night with a feral companion!"->NellieEnder]]](if:(history: where its name contains "DeathsEnd")'s length >= 1)[You undo the belt holding your kimono closed, valiantly trying to ignore the bloodstains.]
(if:(history: where its name contains "LifesEnd")'s length >= 1)[Your paws fumble at your belt, before you manage to undo the knot on the belt of your kimono.]
You hesitate for a few seconds. Even though you have undressed in front of Uncle Tony many times, this feels markedly different, and his hungry stare makes you blush as you tug at the kimono, prying it open.
"Wow! You're a //man// Joshua!" The compliment just makes you blush harder, ears splaying back, your erection throbbing in the warm air.
Then you look at your uncle and realize that he has undressed as well, his kimono lying in a heap on the floor, his muscular and broad body on full display.
As well as his cock.
It bobs in the air, throbbing hard, leaking precum. A girthy piece of humanoid, uncut meat, some 8 or 9 inches long and twice as thick as your own.
You look down and feel very small in comparison, your 5 inches looking like a cub's compared to that rod.
"Don't look like that," Tony says, stepping in, reaching down and grasping your member, "You are still growing and already decently packed!"
Any arguments you might come up with are replaced with a girly moan as he grasps your erection in his big paw, expertly rubbing up and down, dragging your foreskin, pumping it from tip to bottom. Then he reaches for your nutsack.
"Hmmm, somewhat depleted, huh?" He says with a smile as he rolls your stones in his paw, reaching out with the other to masturbate you while he tugs at your nutsack, massages it, making you gasp and whine, a climax quickly approaching.
"Hah, not so soon!"
Your uncle steps back, his member throbbing even harder than before.
"We've got plenty of time to fool around, Joshua, but I don't think either of us has much stamina left. What would you like to try out?"
[["I want you to fuck me!"->Deatfuck]]
[["I want to fuck you!"->RoughandTumble]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "Check out the cub")'s length >= 1)[[["I want to play dirty with you!"->TonyDirty]]](if:(history: where its name contains "DeathsEnd")'s length >= 1)[Your uncle grabs his cock and gives you a crude leer.
"I'm surprised you would pull the trigger and then wanna get railed 10 minutes later.."
[[His words make your mind snap into a sudden rage. Attack him->AnTumble]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "LifesEnd")'s length >= 1)[Tony puts his paws on his hips and gives you a smile that's all teeth.
"Figures someone who couldn't pull the trigger would want it up the ass.."
[[His words trigger a sudden fury. Attack him->AnTumble]]]"Oh is that so..." He spreads out his arms, palms out facing you, looking down.
(if:(history: where its name contains "DeathsEnd")'s length >= 1)["You will have to take me down first, Killer."
[[Your mind snaps with sudden rage. Attack him->TonyRough]]]
(if:(history: where its name contains "LifesEnd")'s length >= 1)["You will have to take me down first, Pussy."
[[Prideful rage fills your mind. Pounce on him->TonyTumble]]]
"Hah, I had a feeling you might be into that, given your expression after experiencing the Brown Room!" Uncle Tony looks you up and down, his member bobbing once, a trickle of precum sliding down his shaft.
"Now I ain't no feeder, but if you are feeling all dominant about it, I'll let you piss in my mouth and maybe... I'll squat over you, shit on your cock and ride you to a messy climax."
His stomach gurgles a little and he pets his belly.
"Alternatively, you can get on your knees and I'll give you a stomach full of piss, followed by a nice meal."
His cock throbs again as he says that, and you think back on the little ratboy and the brown stains on his lips.
[[Tell him to kneel->TonyDirt]]
[[Get on your knees->JoshuaDirt]]You get a sudden flashback to the killing. The bits of gore flying, the rattling dying breaths of the lion.
It's all too much and you roar at your uncle, strangely enraged by his comment. You charge in, going for his waist, but he lowers his weight and puts his massive paws down, grabbing you by your thighs and freaking //hoisting// you up while your own paws are around his waist.
Almost effortlessly he throws you onto the bed of the hotel room, a kingsize furniture that creaks as you impact the soft mattress.
With the mma training you have recieved, it's easy to turn the motion into a roll, and you spring back up, jumping off the bed, attempting another tackle.
"OOOOOFFFFF!" Tony says as the breath is driven out of his lungs by your hard tackle, the big man taking several steps backwards from your impact.
However, he does not go down, and a wrestling contest begins, your paws grabbing, then dislodged, you being quicker but your uncle being far stronger.
Eventually, he manages to grab you by your wrists, turn on his heels a couple of times, spinning you through the air, before letting you go.
The weightlessness and loss of control as you fly through the air puts your stomach up your throat, before you grunt as you impact the mattress of the bed, not able to control the roll, smacking into the headrest with some force.
(link:"Charge again")[Tony's mouth is slightly open in surprise as you quickly scutter out of the bed again, you trying to get in with a quick sliding tackle, hoping to scissor his legs.
//This// surprises him, and the big man falls to the soft carpet with a loud thud, and you climb him, getting into a full mount.
But you have a problem, you realise as he grabs your wrists and holds you steady, he is so much stronger than you that only by actually hurting him could you ever get him to submit.
Tony is smiling widely. His pearly teeth shine in tandem with his gold chain as he bends his chest upwards, completely disregarding the weight of you on his stomach.
He then pumps his hips upward, completely lifting you into the air, and he shifts his legs so that you fall to the side, then he rolls, and there is nothing you can do to prevent him from getting the mount, his massive body pinning your hips to the floor.
Your paws are on his muscular forearms, but it is easy for him to put them down and push himself off the floor, getting to footpaws, leaning and offering you a helping paw.
"You got me on my back, I guess that counts as taking me down," He says with a wide smile.
[[Grab his paw->UncleFucker]]]You get a sudden flashback to the killing. The bits of gore flying, the rattling dying breaths of the lion.
It's all too much and you roar at your uncle, strangely enraged by his comment. You charge in, going for his waist, but he lowers his weight and puts his massive paws down, grabbing you by your thighs and freaking //hoisting// you up while your own paws are around his waist.
Almost effortlessly he throws you onto the bed of the hotel room, a kingsize furniture that creaks as you impact the soft mattress.
With the mma training you have recieved, it's easy to turn the motion into a roll, and you spring back up, jumping off the bed, attempting another tackle.
"OOOOOFFFFF!" Tony says as the breath is driven out of his lungs by your hard tackle, the big man taking several steps backwards from your impact.
However, he does not go down, and a wrestling contest begins, your paws grabbing, then dislodged, you being quicker but your uncle being far stronger.
Eventually, he manages to grab you by your wrists, turn on his heels a couple of times, spinning you through the air, before letting you go.
The weightlessness and loss of control as you fly through the air puts your stomach up your throat, before you grunt as you impact the mattress of the bed, not able to control the roll, smacking into the headrest with some force.
(link:"Charge again")[Tony's mouth is slightly open in surprise as you quickly scutter out of the bed again, you trying to get in with a quick sliding tackle, hoping to scissor his legs.
//This// surprises him, and the big man falls to the soft carpet with a loud thud, and you climb him, getting into a full mount.
But you have a problem, you realise as he grabs your wrists and holds you steady, he is so much stronger than you that only by actually hurting him could you ever get him to submit.
Tony is smiling widely. His pearly teeth shine in tandem with his gold chain as he bends his chest upwards, completely disregarding the weight of you on his stomach.
He then pumps his hips upward, completely lifting you into the air, and he shifts his legs so that you fall to the side, then he rolls, and there is nothing you can do to prevent him from getting the mount, his massive body pinning your hips to the floor.
Your paws are on his muscular forearms, but it is easy for him to put them down and push himself off the floor, getting to footpaws, leaning and offering you a helping paw.
"You got me on my back, I guess that counts as taking me down," He says with a wide smile.
[[Grab his paw->UncleFucker]]]You have a rueful smile on your face as he hoists you up. It's feels like pure luck you managed to get him on his back, although you wonder if he would have let you do it eventually.
"Got some emotion out of your system?" He asks, patting your shoulders paternally.
"Y-Yeah, I guess..."
In fact, it //does// seem like his taunting and the ensuing fight took some pressure off of you somehow.
"Uhmmm, did I hurt you?" He did fall pretty hard when you got him down.
"Nah, carpet's soft. You?"
There's actually a sore feeling across your back from impacting the headrest, but it is very minute.
"Nah, you didn't throw me that hard," you say with a shit-eating grin. Tony laughs and you feel mirth bubble up, your sudden and ferocious anger forgotten now.
"Guess I need to make good on my promise..." Your uncle says, his expression turning into a bit of a frown. "I'm pretty glad you are not fully grown yet, I don't really bottom that much..."
This makes you crack a wide smile, much less self-conscious about your girth.
"Get over on the bed, let me warm you up a bit first," Tony says, giving your rump a quick smack as you walk over and sit on the edge of it.
(link:"He gets on his knees in front of you")[Your uncle's weight makes the impact of his knees unto the carpet rock you even as you sit on the bed.
It looks... //strange// to have this big man, this father figure, kneeling, his head inching closer to your crotch and your currently deflated cock. The size-difference makes it look like a babydick, but as he opens his mouth and blows a hot breath on it, it trembles and blood begin to surge in your nethers.
He then leans forward, that massive neck showing itself to you as he engulfs your hardening member with a slurp. You gasp out as he suckles you softly until you are fully hard and then he begins pumping his muzzle up and down, his tongue making passes over your dickhead.
It feels //right// somehow to grab his short headfur and steer the pace, and he allows you to do so, and you begin to cram him down on your crotch, inching closer to an orgasm, huffing and moaning as you use this big and burly man's mouth as a fleshlight.
Then he pulls off, despite you holding on as tight as possible, and he shoots you a grin.
"Didn't you say you wanted to fuck me?"
[[He gets up and climbs the bed->UncleFuck]]]The bed positively //groans// as Tony gets on it, climbing towards the headrest on his elbows and knees, rat-tail twitching erratically as he looks back over his shoulder, giving you a raised eyebrow.
Underneath his wide rump, his manhood is semi-hard, although it twitches as you climb the bed too, getting near to his big ass.
(link:"Rim him")["You've shaven it, sure you don't take it up there often?" You remark dryly as you get your mouth close to his sphincter.
Tony just grumbles and your nose twitch as you inhale his musky scent. He's been busy today, and his backside has a deep and rich smell to it.
"Lube's on the tabl- Ah!" He gasps as you put your muzzle into his crack, letting your tongue pass over his pucker. The taste of //man// fills your tastebuds and you moan out as you dig deep, penetrating his musky hole with your tongue, lathering him up with your saliva.
Your uncle groans, a deep murr of appreciation, and you feel him sink into the mattress as you service his ass for a while, making his hole more and more slick.
In the spur of the moment, you reach underneath, and when you touch his slab of a cock it is as if you are struck by lightning.
//It's really happening!//
You are touching your uncle's big cock. And he's moaning! Groaning and squirming even, his legs shivering a little as you lick hard and stroke him softly, feeling precum ooze out of his thick member.
In response, your own cock throbs and you get really into your rimjob, moving your entire head back and forth, fucking him with your tongue.
He tenses up, and you let go of his cock, not wanting him to climax before you top him.]
(link:"Fuck him")[You look over to the side. Just like other places here, ther's a little table with a pushdown dispenser with lube.
You climb over and push out several large dollops of the slick goop, coating your member and Tony's big ass-crack with it, before you cautiously insert a finger.
His sphincter yields easily enough, and you push in some more lube, feeling more frisky, your uncle groaning softly while you penetrate his backside.
"Just stick it in!"
(link:"Align your member with his tailhole")[You pull out your finger and shimmy forward, getting your hard dick near his hole. You can feel the heat radiating from it through your member and both of you moan out as the head makes contact with the soft flesh.
It's almost easy to push inside, Tony groaning and pushing back a little as your entire heads pops inside, and you let yourself slide forward until you are fully inserted.
On a whim you give his butt a quick smack, asserting your dominance, and your uncle looks back at you with a raised eyebrow.
You just stick out your tongue in response and give him another spank.
"Enough of that!" Tony barks. "Just fuck me already!"
You almost spank him again, but his tone is fairly serious and you instead begin to rock your hips back and forth, slowly, remembering his words about not being well-practiced.
"What are you, a wuss?" His eyes gleam as they narrow.
[[Rail him->Unclefucked]]]]You pull back until only just your dickhead is inside him, and you push your knees out, guiding him to do the same.
Once he's spread wider, you lean forward on him, letting his groin to be pushed against the sheets.
"Wuss, huh?" You slam your hips forward, nutsack smacking against his.
"I'll show you who's a wuss!" You make another hard pound.
"You'll be begging me to stop, uncle!" Another pound.
Each heavy thrust pushes the big rat further down and you begin powermating his backside, each time you bottom out your nutsack impacts his, each time followed by a heavy grown from the burly man.
"FU-U-U-U-U-U-C-C-C-K-K-K....." You rail him proper, and drive the breath out of his lungs with your savage pounding, lifting your hips up and letting gravity assist you in putting as much force as rattily possible into your fucking.
Tony grunts and groans, resting his head on a pillow, biting his lips as if it's too much, but he doesn't tell you to stop, and your present state, you don't //want// to stop. You want to fuck so hard he won't walk properly afterwards.
Calling you a wuss??
You growl and lean your head down, biting as his thick neck as you speed up even further, some of your uncle's sounds beginning to get rather high-pitched.
(link:"Climax")[Even though you have cum multiple times already during the evening, it does not take you much further to arrive at your orgasm.
You bite down again, getting a mouthful of gold chain, and grunt and groan as your member erupts inside his tailhole. Your erratic thrusts slow down as his clenching pucker milks you for the last of your seed and you finally let yourself collapse on his broad back, gasping into his ears.
Occasionally, you pull and push in again, squeezing your cock against his insides, ensuring your full load is deposited there and eventually your member softens enough to plop out on its own accord, Tony gasping as his tailhole is vacated.
"Get off my back, will 'ya?"
[[Climb off him->UncleFuckerEnd]]]You crawl backwards on your knees, wanting to see the results of your hard fucking, and his broad butt reveals a tailhole that is trying in vain to clench up, but squirts out a few drops of your load.
He moves about, and you can see the stain where his softening cock was pushed against the mattress. It's not big. He didn't cum.
"Feels good to get that out of your system?" He asks ruefully, slurring a little, his eyes lidding in tiredness.
"Yeah..."
"Come here," he says, putting himself on the side, gesturing for you to be spooned by him.
(link:"Nestle in")[You move to be the little spoon, and your uncle's big arm wraps around you tightly, squeezing you against his belly, trails of precum marking your butt.
"It's not easy, doing this work..." His voice grows more slurred and tired, his arm holding you tighter still.
It feels a bit strange to have just been fucking him and now being held by him, but you feel... Protected. Loved even.
The events of the day flash before your eyes and you cringe a little, shivering a little as you think back on the execution.
Tony grunts, squeezing you so tightly that you wheeze, and the negative thoughts dissapates.
When he begins to snore, your own eyes are lidding too, and you give out a big yawn, pushing yourself backwards into his embrace, getting as much skin contact as possible.
With that, you fall asleep.
[[Sleep->FuckerSleepEnd]]]THE END
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]"Fuck me..." Tony says breathlessly as his heavy weight impacts the soft carpet. He looks at you with a wry expression, but his member keeps on throbbing.
He then puts his paws on the carpet and leans in, opening his mouth wide, and a wonderful and perverted sensation zaps through your body as your flesh-and-blood uncle engulfs your member in his hot maw.
He starts off by taking you to the base, barely gurgling as your cockhead impacts the roof of his mouth. It's an efficient kind of blowjob, quick, hard, relentless, lots of suction that makes you gasp and tug at his ears in pleasure while he services you.
It's enough to make your balls pull up and you begin to moan loudly as your climax approaches rapidly and then it stops.
You open your scrunged-up eyes and look down, Tony smiling lewdly as he just has your dick on his tongue.
He gives you a wink then and you remember what you asked for!
But you are hard!
Even the idea of pissing into his mouth makes your member throb again and you try to think of flowing rivers and dripping faucets to make your bladder do its job.
"Try holding it. That usually helps.." Your uncle says around your cock, leaning back a little so that his tongue is only touching the tip of the underside, keeping it pointed but not stimulating you.
(link:"Grab your cock")[At first, your member twitches as you hold it, but then the regular sensation of standing in front of a toilet or urinal takes over.
You just have to take a leak, and that's what you are going to do.
Tony makes a bit of a cooing sound that rocks you out of your "normality", but he has his eyes closed, panting, waiting.
You close your own eyes and try again to initiate your bladder in working.
Clucking rivers, leaky faucets, rainfall.
You feel almost a burn as piss begins to travel down your body and up your shaft and then groan out as it finally exits your slit, splashing over your uncle's tongue.
The burly rat moans out, the reverbrations felt through your cock, and he engulfs it completely just as your stream properly begins. He swallows loudly and wetly, sounding almost like a toddler that's drinking their water too quickly, gasping appreciatively for breath, all the while your hot piss makes its down his throat and into his stomach.
He suckles on your member all the while, and the sensation is //sublime//, really allowing you to relax and just fullly unload, Tony ingesting each and every drop of your piss, nursing your cock after your bladder is depleted. Your meat throbs and spasms hard inside his mouth and he begins to suck you off properly again, angling his muzzle this way and that, humming to himself even as you moan out from the impending climax.
"Hah! Not that fast, boy!" Tony says with a grin as he pulls back, getting to his footpaws in one motion, his cockhead shiny with precum.
"I think there's a latex sheet in the closet for these occasions..." He walks over and procures a black, latex sheet big enough to cover the entire bed.
After fitting it, with you helping in getting it snug underneath the mattress, he gestures for you to lie down.
[[Get on the bed->TonyPooper]]]"Ohhhh man...." Tony lets out a whistle and reaches out to scratch your headfur, before gripping your neck and cramming your face against his musky cock.
Like yourself, he has seen some action this night, and the masculine pheromones embedded on his thick meat makes your nose tickle and your whiskers twitch.
You cannot help but open your mouth and nom on his prick, letting your tongue scrape over the musky surface, //tasting// him in a way you had never imagined.
He pulls you down his shaft, to where his pouch begin, and his rodent nutsack squishes against your lips, causing you to salivate from the intense scents.
Both of you moan out as you begin to lick and slurp as his ballsack, the heavy orbs inside dangling this way and that as you properly spitshine them, getting your nose underneath, pushing up, angling your head and popping one of his stones into your mouth. You suckle on it for a while, then get to the next one, his shaved skin soft and pliant between your lips, his nuts feeling heavily laden with his seed despite his earlier forays in the club.
He lets you suckle on his orbs for a while, until he pulls you back, then cause you to meep out as he gets forceful, dragging you out to the restroom.
"I don't wanna stain the carpet..." Tony mutters as gets you into the small shower stall, manhandling you around until you are facing him, your mouth open, his twitching cock 4 inches away from your face.
"I love the sound when pissing like this. Stay still."
(link:"He unloads his bladder")[You are panting, slowly stroking yourself as you stare crosseyed at his dick, honing in on the tip, eagerly awaiting what comes next.
Your uncle puts a paw around his cock, aiming it, closing his eyes and steadying his breathing. The big slab of meat noticeably deflates as he focuses on letting go and a hard squirt erupts, urine splashing over your nose and impacting your eyes with a sting.
This causes you to squint, but his member properly erupts then, a hard stream of urine that splashes directly into your mouth.
"Ahhhhh, what a sight..."
Your uncle.
Is pissing.
In your mouth.
You jerk yourself off while your muzzle instantly fills up with his potent urine, the liquid bitter and musky. It overflows, running in rivulets down your chin, splashing against the tiled floor.
"Drink it, boy."
(link:"Begin swallowing")[You hesitate, blushing hard, but then obey, letting his salty piss down your stomach with sputtering gurgles. The urine froths in your mouth as you work your tongue and throat to ingest it. The sheer volume is overwhelming and the fluids keep spilling over.
But most of all, your ears swivel as you hear the sounds coming out, reverbrating in the small space. It's splashing and splushing and your gurgling, choking swallows are easily heard as well.
Masturbating even harder, feeling electrified, you put your mouth on the tip of his cock, drinking directly from tap, your uncle moaning as your lips caress his glans.
You almost cum then, and let go of your erection, putting your paws on your knees, acting as a proper urinal for the burly rat, swallowing down the rest of his bladder's contents until it runs dry, his member quickly hardening as you keep nursing on it.
"Let's go you towelled off and head to the bed for the main event!"
[[He towels you off and you head out the restroom->JoshuaPooper]]]]
You climb the bed and get in position, resting your head on the indentation where the pillow is, putting your paws nonchalantly around your neck.
In truth, you are giddy as hell. What he proposed is disgusting and perverted and yet somehow your cock is still hard at that thought.
The bed creaks as the big rat climbs the bed, his goldchain chiming and twinkling in the light. He straddles you, his heavy weight settling on your crotch, and you feel his musky ass grind against your member, while his precum-coated cock bobs through the air.
"Not often I bottom, I hope it's messy enough to act as lube.."
You tense up in anticipation of him pushing out, but he keeps grinding his ass against your cock, the sweaty confines between his buttocks enough to make your dick glide comfortably and quite sensually. He strokes himself while he's at it, gyrating his hips, your tip occasionally prodding at his entrance, the burly man grunting as your precum-coated tip almost slips in.
"Nice, itsn't it?" He asks in a murmur, eyes half-lidded from the sensation, lewd fapping noises coming from his big cock.
"Hm-mmmmh!" You can't help but squirm as the firm pressure builds up your horniness, a surge of butterflies starting from the depths of your stomach.
(link:"Your uncle grunts and pushes")[Trapped between his asscheeks, you feel the heat as he finally pushes out, a loud and sputtering fart impacting your meat directly.
He farts again, and you can't stop yourself from whimpering from the raunchy and //wrong// sensation, as well as the knowledge of what is about to happen.
Tony grinds hard against your member, and you feel his tailhole bulge out, kissing your cock, then crowning, something soft and squishy and //warm// pushing out.
The big rat grunts and pushes again, his bowels overcoming the resistance of your cock in the way, and you feel that warm and slimy pressure build up and splat out, a mucky and strange sensation that impacts your crotch and completely envelops your member.
Your uncle keeps grinding his now messy crack, letting out even more of his stool, and there is now a heavy weight on your crotch and even lower stomach, his filth seeping into your fur, the smell assaulting your nostrils.
You gag, then gag again, the putrid smell of open defacation and the knowledge that you are being smeared with it causing your stomach to boil.
In the back of your mind, you are somewhat relieved that you emptied your stomach earlier, as you manage to swallow down the bile and focus on the hot and messy sensation of your shit-coated cock grinding against your uncle's soiled asscrack.
[[He pushes out and catches your cock with his tailhole->TonyFucker]]]He lifts off, pushes down, then sits down again at //just// the correct angle, his crowning sphincter enveloping your messy cock and letting it inside.
The burly rat hisses and clenches up, keeping still for a while, his tailhole constricting and milking your member.
"Good thing you are still a growing boy," he says between his teeth, slowly letting himself slide further down on your member.
"Just push out and relax..." He almost whispers to himself, and the immense pressure lets off a little and he slides down until his butt touches your groin with a loud splat.
Sitting like this, you can really see the damage, the dark brown mess that has been broken apart and smeared all over your crotch. He lifts up and splats down again, squelching shit flying off to spatter against your chest and across the black latex sheet.
(link:"Tony rides you faster")[For a few minutes, he takes things slowly, lifting almost completely off and then splatting down on your crotch, groaning each time your member penetrates him fully.
His own cock, thick and uncut, is plopping down on your stomach when he bottoms out, the underside of it getting brown with much, it's tip shiny with precum.
You reach out and grasp his member, blushing with raunchyness as you feel his shit transferring to your paw, and he moans out in pleasure as you begin to masturbate him.
The bed creaks as he speeds up, his butt slamming onto your crotch, cock wobbling in your paw as the splats get ever louder and more and more debris flies everywhere on the latex sheet, on you, on your uncle.
The messy feeling, his tight wamth, the stench, it all makes your stomach boil and your nutsack tighten up. The feeling of his hefty member in your paw as it throbs and squirts precum puts your brain on fire and you jerk him off faster, in tandem to his riding.
(link:"Climax")["*Huff* I'm close!" Tony says, beginning to sound out of breath, perspiration on his brow, sweat running down his muscular chest.
You nod eagerly, licking your lips, moaning with arousal as he speeds up even more, //slamming// his hips down, the impacts on your crotch hard enough to put bruises on your thighs.
He grunts and then tenses up and just as the first shot of cum exits his cock, you climax simultanious, lifting your upper body off the sheet and moaning aloud as you paint his insides white.
Your chest and your face feel the heavy impacts of your uncle's cum as squirt after squirt of his seed exits his rodent nutsack, the slimy goo running down your chin and your body.
He slows down and then stops completely, fully hilted, grinding his backside on your crotch while leaning forward, his panting muzzle getting close to yours.
(link:"Kiss him")[You grab his thick neck for supprt and lift yourself up, meeting his lips in a sloppy kiss that goes on for a long while, enjoying the sensation of his dirty hole milking your cock, while his softening slab of meat smears its cum all over your taut stomach.
Eventually, Tony leans back and lets out a long yawn.
"I think we need a shower before going to bed!" He then says with a smirk, lifting himself off, your crotch and soft cock utterly buried under his waste.
You cannot help but look away and stifle a gag, the post-orgasm clarity not exactly your friend right now.
[[Shower and go to sleep->RidieTonyEndie]]]]]The burly rat leads the way, holding a paw under his crotch, walking funnily, to avoid staining the carpet. You have to do the same, the stench wafting from your messy crotch horrendous, but you manage to also not stain the carpet.
In the cramped shower, things feel a little awkward, until Tony begins lathering you up, gently scrubbing you and rinsing your dirty fur out. Several times.
You do the same to him, even making a little game out of poking at his yielding pucker, his tail whipping about as you do so.
It feel like an hour passes in the small stall, some of that time spent with lazy kissing while water runs down your bodies, rotating positions to make sure each gets to be properly warmed up so your fur doesn't stand out in shivers.
Eventually, your uncle yawns so long that his jaw creaks a little and both of you chortle and get out and dry yourself.
The room has been visited. The dirty sheet has been removed and it even smell a bit like detergent in the air, any bad smells completely out of the room.
In the bed, Tony wants you to be the little spoon, and it feels comfortable and like you are protected as his big arm envelops your body, squeezing your slender frame against his bulky mass.
As you drift off, you shiver a little when you think back on the execution, but your uncle squeezes you a bit tighter, and the bad thoughts are chased away, replaced with a pleasant and semi-lewd warmth. That big cock is //very// snug against your backside!
With a smile, you drift off to sleep.
[[Sleep->RiderSleeper]]THE END
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]After staining a white towel yellow, you follow your uncle out the restroom, the big man bee-lining to a closet where he procures a black, latex sheet.
Shaking with anticipation, you help him fit it, then stand back, awkwardly crossing your paws in your front of your crotch, intertwining your fingers as you hesitate.
Tony walks around the bed and then embraces you, before pushing you onto the bed, your startled yell silenced as he climb on top of you and lean in for a piss-tasting kiss.
In truth, while your fur is still a bit damp, the towelling did nothing to dislodge the smell, and you really feel like your burly uncle has marked you as his own.
"Don't worry Joshua, if a little cub like Jason can do it, then so can you!"
That hardly makes you feel better, knowing your uncle keeps a young rat that reminds him of you, fucking him, using him as a toilet... And yet this all becomes a part of the thrill, that utter perversion which you yourself have indulged in, just in different ways throughout the night.
Tony looks down on you with a horny grin, his member throbbing, and he pushes at you, making you shimmy backwards until you are in the middle of the bed with plenty of room.
He grunts as he moves around, his heavy weight making the bed creak, his tail whipping back and forth as sits his knees on either side of your chest, hemming you in, his muscular asscheeks getting closer to your face.
"Lick me out, Joshua," his voice is shaking slightly and his pucker clenches a couple of times as he sits further down while you instinctively move your muzzle upwards.
(link:"Rim him")[He groans out as your tongue makes contact and something snaps in your mind as you take in the deep and rich ass-musk of the muscular male.
He's not dirty back there, ostensibly cleaned out well by the young ratboy, but the taste is intense and the smell of //ass// makes your whiskers twitch and your heart hammer as you begin to devour his hole with your tongue. You let the dextrous organ trail the sides of his buttcheeks, and then poke at his hole, sampling the taste that gets more bitter the harder you attempt to thrust it inside his sweaty anus.
"Fuck.... That's good...." Uncle Tony grinds his ass from side to side, embedding your snout deep, pushing your tongue further inside until you feel something hard and slimy on the inside.
Stronger tastes begin to dissolve on your tongue. You are really getting his shit into your mouth now!
And you cock just throbs all the harder.
"I'm gonna push out a little. I know you're a novice, we'll take it easy for your first time with me, just put your head on the mattress and relax."
[[Your uncle shits in your mouth->JoshuaFeeder]]]The big rat makes the bed creak as he lifts himself up a little, allowing you stare at his spit-shined pucker as it winks and begins to bulge out a little.
"Start out by licking it out, bit by bit." Your uncle commands.
Hesitantly, heart hammering, cock throbbing with need, you push your tongue against the hint of brown between his tailstar and an explosion of nasty flavours impact your senses.
The small amount of mess smears over your tongue, sticks to the roof of your mouth and then just kind of //sits// there, not nearly enough pushed out to give you more than a taste.
Tony grunts and pushes out again, and you dive your muzzle in, licking and slurping, small bits of shit getting into your mouth, sticking on your teeth, the rancid flavour enough to make you gag.
Your uncle lifts up and leans forward, his paw grasping your trembling erection, and he expertly manipulates your foreskin over and off your dickhead, causing surges of pleasure to radiate through your body. It's enough to make you properly chew, the small bits of feces soft and slimy and easy to break apart.
"That's a good boy. Now swallow."
(link:"Swallow the small amount of mess")[It's like the sensation when on a tall diving board, the world blurring, everything inside you telling you to *stop*.
It's only the wonderful sensation of being pawed off that allows you to jump out and actually try to swallow the nasty muck.
The sound is wretched, everything in your body resisting, only your own perversion and nasty lust allowing you to commit and then swallow the shit down, your stomach tensing up and hurting before the mess has even travelled down your gullet.
"Good boy!" Tony paws you off even faster and sits his ass downwards again, and your muzzle is instantly there, something having clicked in your mind.
Another squeeze and another few bits of nasty morsels enter your mouth and you swallow them without even chewing them, the pieces small and slimy enough for that.
As you keep on licking with no hesitation, your uncle groans and pushes just that harder, and a proper turd begins to exit his tailhole.
[[Catch it in your mouth->Eater]]]The slimy turd is squeezed by his tailhole and pinched off, with just a few inches of the stool actually plopping into your mouth, the rest swallowed up by his body again.
It's weight is surprising as it lands on your tongue and slides towards the back of your mouth and you are certain that this cannot be swallowed without actually chewing it.
(link:"Chew the shit")[When you bite down, the revolting flavours hammer your tongue, while the strange texture between your teeth makes you gag.
The bed creaks and your uncle sits himself besides you, his paw still stroking you, eyes hungry for the sight of his favorite nephew eating his shit.
Somehow this makes you squirm, blush and look away, the filthy sight incredibly emberassing.
"Look at me while you chew. Mouth open. Let me see it!"
You cannot disobey a direct command, and feel almost teary with humiliation as you face him again, the big man stroking his fat cock to the sight of his muck in your mouth.
He squeezes your member for effect, and you gurgle and begin to chew it properly, the mess absolutely the most disgusting taste you've ever experienced.
And yet it makes your whole body surge with electricity and your cock jumps in his paw, your hips lifting off to hump at it.
More of the shit is dissolved, until the whole turd has been made into a putrid paste.
"Fuck yeah.... Good boy.... Now swallow it, just a little at a time!"
(link:"Swallow the mushed-up turd")[The volume of the nasty stuff in your mouth is nothing like the tiny bits you swallowed earlier. You use your tongue to break a little chunk off to get to the back of your mouth and then you swallow.
As the slimy mass travels down your throat, you instantly gag and open your mouth, panting with your brown tongue out between your stained lips.
"Just like that, Joshua, nice and easy..." Tony rubs you faster, full strokes now that overrides the horrid sensation of the shit in your mouth and its vile taste.
You gurgle as you try swallowing down another small piece, barely gagging this time, as you make sure to calm yourself even as your hips are rocking off the latex sheet, humping against your uncle's paw.
Small swallow after small swallow, panting and gurgling, your whole body electrified, your tail wiggling and your whiskers twitching, your nutsack drawing up against your body, member spasming from the big rat's expert handjob.
"Fuck yeah, that's it!" You look at him, seeing how he's jerking himself off at the sight of your debasement, eyes glittering with depraved lust.
You stick out your tongue, showing off the last bit of muck and then scoop it to the back of your mouth, getting ready to swallow it.
This is the biggest chunk your have attempted so far and your uncle paws you off at lightning speed, his whole body rocking as he's quickening the pace of his own masturbation.
You feel the first squirt and then you swallow, gasping and gagging and groaning as your member shoots its load all over your body and Tony's paw, the piece of shit travelling down into your stomach almost forgotten.
Then you hunch forward as the orgasm truly hits you, more heavy squirts arching through the air.
Tony grunts and erratic shots of rodent semen spray out his cock to impact your chest and your muzzle. It feels right to open wide and lean forward, engulfing his prick with your soiled lips, allowing him to shoot the rest of his load into your dirty orifice.
The potent musk of his rodent mancum permeates your senses and you swallow down his semen with relish, washing it around in your tongue, the scents and tastes attempting to overcome the rancid bitterness of his shit.
[[Come down->EaterEnder]]]]His slowing strokes on your member become uncomfortable and you push at his paw, the burly rat letting go, lifting it to sample your cum, sticking out his tongue lewdly as he tastes his nephew.
The cock in your mouth slowly softens, though not before what feels like an ocean of cum has washed over your tongue, his rodent nutsack showing its potency.
You let your head fall backwards and heave in deep breaths, the whole thing overwhelming.
Eating shit. Your uncle's shit.
Christ.
A burp makes it up from your stomach, surprisingly loud and belchy and you suddenly feel very green, stomach cramping from it all.
"Just swallow and swallow and keep swallowing. It will pass." Tony says, getting down to lie besides you, stroking your headfur, gently tugging at your ears.
Even doing as he says, the reality of the situation overcomes you, the sensation of grit between your teeth, the small bits and bobs still in your mouth, your softening cock not enough to overcome your body's natural instincts.
You scrunch up your eyes, stifling a harsh gag, curling up, and suddenly you are airborne, bed creaking as your uncle scoops you up and carries you to the shower.
He turns on the water and points the nozzle directly at your mouth.
"Rinse."
(link:"Open your mouth and let him wash you")[The warm water enters your mouth and begins to dissolve the muck bit by bit. The big rat takes his time with it, using his paw to clean off stains on your lips and chin, ordering you to gargle the water again and again.
He hands you the nozzle and then procures the toothbrush you used earlier, brushing your teeth, a sudden childhood memory revealing itself, the big man doing much the same for your toddler self.
It feels.... comforting to have him take care of you and you begin to murr a little as he lathers up your fur, letting you keep brushing, until the only taste and smell of his shit is the one wafting up from your stomach which eventually stops cramping.
The burps are still vile though, but you manage.
After drying up, you head out the restroom again, and Tony just rips the latex sheet off, letting it crackle on the floor as you both yawn deeply and settle in.
He insists on you being the little spoon, although he complains good-naturedly about your foul, occasional burping.
With his big arm draped around you, sleep comes easily, the nasty action big enough in your mind to suppress the flashbacks to the lion's execution.
[[You fall asleep->EaterSleepr]]]THE END
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]You get a sudden flashback to the killing. The bits of gore flying, the rattling dying breaths of the lion.
It's all too much and you roar at your uncle, strangely enraged by his comment. You charge in, going for his waist, but he lowers his weight and puts his massive paws down, grabbing you by your thighs and freaking //hoisting// you up while your own paws are around his waist.
Almost effortlessly he throws you onto the bed of the hotel room, a kingsize furniture that creaks as you impact the soft mattress.
With the mma training you have recieved, it's easy to turn the motion into a roll, and you spring back up, jumping off the bed, attempting another tackle.
"OOOOOFFFFF!" Tony says as the breath is driven out of his lungs by your hard tackle, the big man taking several steps backwards from your impact.
However, he does not go down, and a wrestling contest begins, your paws grabbing, then dislodged, you being quicker but your uncle being far stronger.
Eventually, he manages to grab you by your wrists, turn on his heels a couple of times, spinning you through the air, before letting you go.
The weightlessness and loss of control as you fly through the air puts your stomach up your throat, before you grunt as you impact the mattress of the bed, not able to control the roll, smacking into the headrest with some force.
(link:"Pounce again")[Grapping at the sheets, bed creaking, you practically fly off the piece of furniture and hit the plush carpet running.
Your uncle steps in to meet you, crouching down, the impact of your body mitigated by his stance and his much heavier weight.
Battering at his encroaching paws, punching him in his thick gut, you get more and more wild, tears of rage and something else falling from your eyes.
You haven't seen red like this since a playground fight that escalated in 4th grade.
As your movements and attacks get wilder, your uncle gets more cool, locking with one paw down, then the other, spinning you around, then snaking his paws parellel with your body, up across your shoulder, thick palms cranking against your neck.
A Full Nelson.
He squeezes and pushes your legs off the ground with his hips, his thick cock nestling in your asscrack, and then stops, panting heavily.
His scent is all around you, his sweat, his musk.
His presence is squeezed into your squirming back, cock pushing up against your tail.
His breath is in your ears, hot and staggered.
"Enough Joshua. I've got you now."
For someone who was just tackled and even punched his voice is quite level. You almost scream out in impotence, but then realise the whole situation and what led to it. Even as the wrestling hold drives your breath away you cannot help but giggle, which turns into a wild laughter, Tony's rumbling mirth transplanting through your back.
He sets you down and pats you on the shoulders.
[[Ask him if you hurt him->JoshuaFucker]]]"Nah, none of your punches connected properly. Does it feel good to get some emotion out of your system?"
"Y-Yeah, I guess.." You scratch the back of your head, fur there moist with sweat, body still surging on adrenaline, but the rage seems to have left you for now.
He steps in, puts a paw on each of shoulders and look down at you.
"Still wanna get fucked?"
"Y-Yeah." You do, the sight of his massive cock revealed just before made you salivate and want it inside.
Then you meep as he grabs your neck and pulls you into a heavy french kiss where he does all the controlling. You murr as his tongue invades your mouth, exploring the cavity, wrestling and winning against your own tongue.
His other paw rummages across your upper body, pinching your nipples so hard that you squeal, before sliding to the back, pulling your tail out of the way and then resting on your buttocks, squeezing them hard and pulling them aside, letting his finger into your crack.
He pushes against your entry, un-lubed, and you whimper and try to move away, but Tony's strong paws keep you in place, the man grinning, blasting alcohol-fumes into your muzzle as he french-kisses you.
It's only when //he// pulls you away by your scruff that you get a rest, the thick finger poking at your entrance retreating.
(link:"He puts that finger into your maw")[Protesting, you try to evade the digit, but your uncle won't have any of it, and the taste of your own ass is inserted into your muzzle, an accumulated evening's worth of musk transplanting to your tongue.
He then pushes his finger so far back that you gag. Then does it again. Then he adds another finger, practically violating your mouth with his digits.
You gag again, and he pulls the two fingers out, coated in slime, and he simultaniously crams your face against his in another deep french kiss while his paw snakes around your buttock, trailing saliva, before prodding at your entrance again.
(link:"He pushes a finger inside you")[No matter what happened earlier in the club, the roughness of his insertion causes you to squirm in place and whine out loud. He pushes his pointy finger inside all the way to the base in one go, grinding his crotch against your own, his thick cock pulsing against the skin of your stomach.
He pulls and pushes on it a little, then tries adding the second finger, but standing like this you feel like it's too tight, and you protest even louder, your body trembling with effort as you try to pull back.
"We'll take this to the bed," your uncle says after breaking your deep tongue kiss, a strand of saliva connecting between your lips before dripping down to land squarely on his slab of meat.
[[Climb the bed->JoshuaOnBed]]]]
Your uncle whistles as you climb the bed on your knees and elbows, crawling forward to leave enough space for him to climb up behind you.
"What a sight! You've got a great ass, nephew.." He murrs and then the bed groans as his heavy weight is put onto it.
"Normally I would ride your throat until you almost passed out, but I don't think I would last that way..." He crawls over to the side of the bed, where a table is situated with a contained of lube with a push-down dispenser. He procures a hefty amount of the goop, lathers up his cock and then comes back with a paw full of the slimy substance.
"Yeah, just keep that position, ass up, arch your back a little more...." Tony instructs you and you look back over your shoulder, naked tail whipping about in excitement from the vulnerable position.
He smears your crack with the lube then puts his thumb to your entrance.
(link:"\"Ouch!\"")[The sudden stretch as his thick digit pops inside causes you to complain and try to move forward, but his other paw grabs your nutsack and grips it tightly, locking you into place.
"None of that, bitch!" His tone has gotten more slurred and heated and he pulls back a bit harder, forcing you to shimmy backwards, accepting a bit more of his thumb even though the stretch burns a little.
"Yeah, just like that..." He pulls as your nutsack and pushes his thumb fully inside, flexing it there, causing you to gasp as the thick digit explores your asshole. He then pulls it out, replacing it with his pointy finger and quickly adding his middle finger.
All the while, your groans of protest are ignored. Your tailhole burns from the quick stretching, but underneath is the wonderful sensation that makes your cock twtich, especially when he curls his fingers and strokes them against your prostate.
This goes on for a little while and the burn has almost subsided when he adds a third finger, the feeling of stretch going up to maximum again.
Tony squeezes your nutsack fairly hard, then lets off, squeezes, then lets off, the twin pains interconnecting and then dissapating against each other, allowing you to relax your asshole more even as you grit your teeth from the sensation of your stones being compressed.
[[He pulls his fingers out and aligns his member with your tailhole->JoshuaFucked]]]You're not sure what causes the most relief, Tony letting off your nutsack or the three fingers slorping as they exit your tailhole.
However, when you feel the warmth of his girthy member pushing at your entrance you cannot help but squeak out like a ratling, the burly man putting a good amount of force behind it, the head crowning and then pushing inside in a stretch that's even more intense than before.
You begin to squirm again, but he puts his broad paw around your throat, the other around your stomach, his knees splaying out and trapping your lower legs against the mattress.
You are utterly helpless now, and he pushes further inside.
Each fraction of an inch pulses and throbs as it breaches you and you bite the sheet to stave off crying out like a little girl, instead moaning into the mattress as more and more of your uncle's girthy cock is inserted.
"A-Almost halfway," he pants, before pulling //back//.
Now you moan out loudly, the sensation of the pull on your sphincter almost worse than the incessant push going in, and you almost welcome the next push, going even deeper.
(link:"Tony builds up a rhytm")[Helpless and completely at his mercy, your cock throbs from the sensation of the Fullness and the Void his member gives to you.
Your uncle is groaning and grunting as he builds up speed, moving his knees so they aren't trapping yours, splaying out wider, allowing him to fuck you harder.
The sounds are out of this world, the lewd squelches mirroring the very intense feeling of being fucked by such a big cock. Tony's scent is all around you, deep and spicy, his pelvis smacking wetly against your rump.
He's fully inside!
You realise that as his heavy nutsack impacts your own on each deep thrust, your stones smarting a little from the impacts, but it's the amazing and agonizing //fullness// when he bottoms out that really drives you mad. Writhing, biting the sheets, moaning like a girl, you begin to push back a little and your uncle picks up on this, fucking you even harder, the sounds getting more wet and raunchy.
[[He pulls out->UncleMission]]]You cry out as he pulls out, the void and the sting in your tailhole making you want to curl up, but your uncle grabs at your legs and pulls your around to lie on your back.
His eyes are shining with lust, and he grabs underneath your knees, lifting half your upper body off the bed, aligning his fat cock with your twitching sphincter. He pushes in, missing a couple of times before aiming true, and he puts his footpaws on the bed, one after the other, standing up, bending your body against itself, you staring cross-eyed at the sight of your trembling dick as it's forced towards your face.
Then he thrusts in, a hard and deep push that bottoms out in one motion.
(link:"Cry out")[You thought doggystyle was intense, but in this curled-up postion on your back with your uncle standing, his massive cock //slams// against your prostate.
His grits his teeth, snarling with dominance, the weight in this position allowing him to properly hammer his way inside, feeling like he's re-arranging your guts as he plows your hole, each thrust making you see moon and stars as he slams his girthy member against your pleasure bottom.
All you can do is take it and he speeds up, sweat dripping down from his body and splashing against yours, his musky scent all around and embedding into your fur.
He speeds up further and you feel your nutsack tightening up from the repeated impacts on your prostate, from the intense stretch of his big cock, from being so utterly dominated by your burly uncle.
(link:"Cum")[Finally allowing yourself to let go, you scream out like a bitch in heat, feeling the surge of pleasure radiating from your asshole to your dick going up your spine, emitting a squeal of painful pleasure as you climax, rodent seed spraying all over your chest and fast.
The heavy clenching makes your uncle's cock feel twice as big and tears form in your eyes as he keeps pounding you, grunting and groaning, getting close himself, yet not nearly as quickly as you would have hoped, your own cock stopping squirting what feels like //minutes// before he climaxes.
And his orgasm is just as rough as his prior fucking. He puts //all// his weight into his final thrusts, hammering your sore prostate and your aching tailhole with all his mass and strength, gutturally growling and gritting his teeth as he unloads deep inside you and all you can do is grasp his forearms and endure it.
Those last erratic thrusts, those heavy pulses inside, that feeling of being filled up with his potent seed, that all makes it worth it though, even if you feel utterly devastated once he finally stops, his member buried to the hilt.
Tony then grabs you leg, pushing at it, pulling out a little as he turns you over, then pushing fully inside again, nestling down with you as the little spoon, his member still throbbing inside you as he puts a beefy arm underneath your head, enveloping you with his body.
"How's that for a birthday present?" He asks with a tired chuckle, squeezing you against him.
You are still overwhelmed by the whole experience, how he claimed you with barely any regard, how good it felt, the sensation of your cum sliding down your body, matting the sheets, cooling, your crotch and ass feeling sticky, his softening member still lodged up your backside.
As he snores into your ear, you feel the onset of a heavy yawn. You think back on the evening, shuddering a little as you remember the execution, but the warm embrace and the throbbing and sore sensation in your backside pulls you away from those dark thoughts, and you drift into a deep slumber.
[[You fall asleep->FuckedSleeper]]]]THE END
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[[Back to the whores->Ask about the... Menu]]The swishy receptionist gives you a smile, and your member hardens as you envision how his tailhole is gonna look wrapped around your cock.
"Lead the way!" You say to him, smiling widely, the swishy teen following your command and heading into the hotel room. You give his kimono-covered rump a spank as he passes you and he emits a high-pitched whine, shooting you a lewd glance with his amber-coloured eyes.
Inside, you take brief moment to check out the room. It is fitted as a regular hotel room, king size bed, two tables on either side and a closet, your paws standing on a plush, white carpet. To your right is the door to the restroom.
"You've got something on your..." Aiden points at your mouth, and you wipe it, seeing the remains of your bile on your paw.
Excusing yourself, you head to the restroom, where there are prepackaged toothbrushes for the guests to use. After a quick brushing and putting some water on your face, you head back into the hotel room.
(if:(history: where its name contains "DeathsEnd")'s length >= 1)[Aiden is waiting for you, standing to attention with his paws behind his back. When he sees you he smiles, then his eyes trail downwards, looking at the bloodstains on your kimono.
"You're braver than I am..." He says uncertainly. "I don't think I could ever kill someone."]
(if:(history: where its name contains "LivesEnd")'s length >= 1)[Aiden is standing to attention on the middle of the carpeted floor, with his paws behind his back. The white fox looks at your freshly-washed face with a curious expression that radiates compassion.
"Most have been pretty rough. I'm glad I'm not part of that side of Mister Straciatello's business." He says in a somber tone.]
Instantly, a white hot rage overcomes you and you step forward, grabbing him by his throat hard enough to make him gasp. For a brief second you consider punching his pretty face, then you step back, composing yourself.
"S-Sorry, I won't mention it again." Aiden says in a whisper, averting his gaze.
He never once broke his posture, paws still behind his back, standing like a servant.
Or a slave.
"So what happens now?" You say, struggling to control your voice so it neither shouts nor cracks like the teenager you are.
Aiden looks up and his smile returns, a heavy blush colours his white-furred cheeks nicely.
"Well... I love being ordered around, even if your uncle rarely lets me indulge myself like he did tonight.." At that he reaches back and pats his backside, a slight wince appearing on his features. ".. He says I'm too valuable to risk hurting. You can use my muzzle as you want, fuck me as you want, or maybe..."
At that he looks away, blushing even harder, his kimono sporting a nice tent now.
(link:"\"Maybe what?\"")[Your voice takes on the tone of command, snapping at the teenager, and his amber eyes stare directly at yours. There's another throb underneath his kimono as his member pulses.
"Or maybe you can use your paws on me. Spank me. Maybe punch me. There's also a small selection of tools underneath the bed you can use on me if you want."
At this, his voice practically oozes submissiveness, his blush so deep it looks crimson.
[[You just want to fuck him. Order him on his knees so he can suck you off first->AidenFucker]]
[[You wish to punish this subby fox. Order him to show you the tools->AidenPunish]]]
Aiden's eyes widen and then his ears droop a little, obviously having hoped for a piece of you. Still, he's professional enough to stand with his back straight, nodding.
"Of course, that is possible. Make yourself comfortable in your room and I will go bring her."
You head into the room. It's quite spacious with a king size bed and night tables on either side of it. To your right is a door to the bathroom.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Exe")'s length >= 1)[There's a sour taste in your mouth and you head there, pleased to find a packaged toothbrush there, and you brush your teeth twice, splashing some water in your face, slowly coming to terms with your experience just a little earlier.]
Your pondering is interrupted as Aiden knocks on the door. When you open, you see Nellie sitting politely next to him, panting in a friendly fashion.
The canine gets up and comes over to you, nuzzling against you kimono-covered crotch.
"I'll leave you to it!" Aiden says, his tail swishing about as he leaves and you've got the friendly feral all by yourself now.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Tell the cub to show you around")'s length >= 1)[(link:"Quickly you ask if Nellie can play \"dirty\"")[The fox turns and looks at you surprised, then gives you a wry smile.
"Guess the Brown Room was to your tastes, huh? Well, you can command her to shit and piss, and as a dog she will happily eat or drink anything you give her!"
He scratches the back of his head.
"You might want to use the latex sheet that is in the closet though!"
[[Get Nellie into the room and prepare to play dirty with her->NellieScat]]]]
[[Take the canine into your room for a nice romp->NellieFucker]]You shake a little with anticipation as the Golden Retriever enters your room and the door closes, leaving you in private to have your fun.
Nellie is panting happily, tail wagging, her brown eyes following your moves as you head over to the closet, procuring a thick and heavy latex sheet that you put over the bed.
When you are finished making the bed a safe place for dirty play, you turn to face the dog and she is panting //very// deeply, tongue lolling out, saliva dripping to the plush carpet that covers the floor.
[[You decide you want to feed her your piss and shit->NellieDirty]]
[[You decide you want to taste the canine's waste and urine->NelliePooper]]
You feel your member hardening under your kimono as Nellie gets into your room and the door closes with a satisfying clank, leaving you all alone with the Golden Retriever.
Her brown eyes are looking at you attentively and she's panting happily, tail wagging.
(link:"Take her to bed")[You pull open your belt and disrobe in a single motion, climbing the soft bed and you pat the sheet to get the canine to follow you.
Nellie barks playfully and jumps up, her fairly heavy weight making the bed creak and she comes over to your prone form and nuzzles your extended paw.
You lie down on your side and clap the bed and she gets close and spoons you, so that you can scritch her head while your ever-hardening erection touches against her backside.
For a while you just lie there, scritching her, letting the tension out of your body as you focus on making the dog comfortable, all the while precum dribbles out to mat the fur on her haunches, her tail wagging occasionally bumping your member.
You let your paw scritch down her chest, playing with her multiple nipples, squeezing them, pulling them gently, the dog murring and rotating a little so that she is on her back with her paws facing the ceiling, giving you full access to her soft stomach fur.
(link:"Get on your knees")[Slowly, you get on your knees behind the canine, looking down at her, all the while playing with her nipples, two paws going up and down her body, pinching and squeezing them.
Her cookie winks at you as you put your paw further down, her hindlegs kicking out a little, and you once again notice the shaved-off fur that reveals tender skin in a 1-inch radius around her feral pussy.
(link:"Lick her out")[It feels natural to get your muzzle close to her potruding snatch, the black skin soft and pliant. She whimpers as your hot breaths wash over her opening and she spreads her hind legs out, her brown eyes looking at you pleadingly.
You lean in and engulf her pussy with your lips, squeezing out a bit of her sweet juices into your mouth, before you push your tongue against the pliant flesh, easily getting the appendage inside, the canine shivering as you penetrate her.
The taste is sweet and musky, while the scent is pleasant, the well-groomed and cared-for dog wagging her tail, making her undecarriage shift back and forth as you stick your tongue as deep as possible, your lips forming a perfect seal on her shaved skin, munching and stroking inside her, moving back and licking the cookie in circles, lathering it up, all the while she pants and whines with need.
(link:"Finger her")[You pull back, thick saliva and pussy-juice making a string that breaks off, before you put a finger to her opening and push inside.
Once again, you are surprised by the difference in body heat, her cookie acting as a finger-warmer as you push your index finger in all the way to the knuckle, the well-practice feral easily taking it, spurring you on to add your middle finger as well.
When you add your ring finger, she whimpers a little, and her pussy contracts around your digits, the slick warmth keeping them in place while she adjusts.
You give her a minute and then push further inside, Nellie panting deeper and harder as your three fingers spread her out.
(link:"Fingerfuck her")[You begin to piston your paw back and forth, lewd and wet squelches ringing in the air. It feels and looks amazing, the cookie bulging from the stretch, juices flowing out to cover your digits and make the penetration effortless, you almost wonder just how many fingers her pussy can take.
[[Keep fingering her->NellieFister]]
[[She's ready. Fuck her pussy->NellieVaginal]]]]]
]]After throwing your kimono on the floor, and squeezing your erection a couple of times, you climb the bed, the latex a bit cold to the touch, but your bodyheat quickly warms it.
Nellie is standing next to the bed politely and only jumps up when you pat the synthetic sheet, tail wagging as she gets close, a trail of saliva marking the black latex.
(link:"Present your cock to her")[You hold out your five inch, humanoid cock, pulling back the foreskin, giving the canine a good whiff of your scent.
"Suck!" You command her, and the panting canine dives right in, engulfing your meat in her hot maw, suckling on your dick like she was nursing her mother's teats.
You lie down on your side, and Nellie gets in the prone position, her paws gently rubbing against your thighs as she takes in your shaft to the root, her canine tongue continuously working around your dickhead and shaft, the suction of her muzzle enough to make you gasp in pleasure.
(link:"Tell her \"stop\" so you can focus on unloading your bladder")["Nellie, stop!"
You command causes her to cease her suckling, at least for the most part, her throat gurgling a little as she samples your precum, that rough canine tongue occasionally gliding over your shaft.
Still, it's enough to make your erection die down a little, but the position your are in makes releasing your bladder too difficult.
(link:"Get on your knees")[You move about, the canine whining a little as your cock almost exits her muzzle, then getting up as well, so that you sit on your knees with the Golden Retriever standing in front of you, dick still lodged in her maw.
You can't help but put a paw on the scruff of her neck, pulling her down on your cock, feeling the surge inside you.
Instantly, Nellie begin to gurgle down your piss, her throat working in overdrive to keep up your flow. You crane your head back and enjoy the sensation, dick hardening in a few throbs from the sheer perversity of the situation.
For a while, the muted sloshing of your piss and the heavy swallows of the canine is all that can be heard.
Eventually, your stream dies down, and the canine begins to snuffle against your crotch, her teeth nibbling at the base of your shaft as she suckles on your member, coaxing out each and every drop of urine your for her.
[[Time to give the dog a nice meal->NellieScatter]]]]]As you comtemplate what happens next, a stone begins to form in your stomach, throat tightening up in anticipation of the raunchy acts you want to commit.
You shake it off, cock just throbbing underneath your kimono, and you pull off the garment, before climbing the latex-covered bed.
Nellie plods over and sits on her haunches in front of the bed, brown eyes politely following you, until you pat the bed to make her come up.
She gives a playful bark and jumps onto the bed, getting close.
(link:"Give her nose a lick")[On your elbows and knees, you meet her, leaning in and giving her nose a little lick, the canine instantly assaulting your muzzle with her tongue, and you begin to make out with her, sloppy licky kissing that makes drool drip to the black latex, both you and the feral panting more and more heavily.
You reach underneath her body and stroke her, letting your paws wander to her crotch and pushing at her puffy cookie, Nellie lifting her hind leg so that you can push your digit inside.
(link:"Tell her to \"present\"")[You order Nellie to "present", the dog pulling away from the sloppy tongue-action and showing you her backside instead, tail wagging high in the air.
Her soft fur has been shaved around her cookie, as well as her ass, and the sight of that black mound of flesh is just way too enticing.
You dive in, digging your tongue into her pink folds, exploring her depths, scritching her hind legs and her back. Nellie pants deeper and gives out pleasured growls as you eat her out and you begin to taste her excitement, the feral femlube slowly making your lips glisten as you dig your tongue in again and again.
(link:"Command her to piss")[You pull back, a strand of saliva and canine fluids dripping off your panting tongue, and you stare directly at her slightly gaping pussy.
"Nellie, piss!"
She looks back over her shoulders and emit a "ru-roo?" sound, to which you repeat your command, before you purse your lips around her bulging cookie, keeping your tongue somewhat still, just lapping at the underside of it.
Nellie barks and then kind of sits down a little, putting her bodyweight on your face, and instantly a flow of //very// bitter dogpiss erupts into your mouth.
You gurgle under the heavy flow, but begin working your throat to swallow it down, the volume big enough for rivulets to escape your mouth and drip down your chin, the smell of her urine wafting up as it spatters onto the latex sheet.
The experience of it all is overwhelming and you reach back to stroke yourself, almost shuddering from how close you are to climaxing, and letting off, instead grabbing a hold of her hips, pulling her tightly against your muzzle, drinking down as much as you can, the bitter feral piss electrifying your tongue.
All too soon it's over, and you resume licking her out, really getting into it, the feral humping back at you until she climaxes, a new spurt of fluids making its way over your tongue and down your gullet.
With that, you finally pull back, panting heavily, the reek of her piss all over your face, nose, the taste embedded on your tongue, and you eye her rump, the canine's pucker shaved clear in a 2-inch radius for ease of access.
[[Command her to "shit"->NelliePooping]]]]
]You try to pry the Golden Retriver off your member, but she whines with need, suckling even harder and you cannot help but moan as her insistant oral action gets your close to cumming already.
However, you have one last thing you want to do before getting your cum inside her, and you force her head away, her brown eyes staring accusingly at you, while she licks her lips, a few dollops of urine making it into her happy maw.
(link:"Tell her to get down")[You remember the command from your previous encounter and tell the dog to "get down".
She obeys, getting on her back, paws held up in the air, wiggling her butt from side to side while her tail swipes across the latex sheet.
This gives you a perfect view of her canine pussy, where the fur has been shaved away in a 1-inch radius for ease of access. It bulges out of her body and looks plump, the spreading of her legs revealing its moist and rosy interior.
(link:"Sit on her face")[Cock throbbing, you crawl over and get in position, sitting across her body, then scooting back until your ass-crack hovers just above her panting muzzle, her warm breaths washing over your tailhole.
As you sit further down, she begins to lap, heavy tongue-strokes that tickle your backside and almost tries to pry open your sphincter.
(link:"Feed her")[You grunt and try to push out, only to almost yelp as she licks on the inside of your folds, the scraping too much to bear, and you lift yourself off a little.
"Stay down Nellie!" You bark out as she cranes her neck to keep licking and the canine makes that classic *mrowl* of discontent as she's forced to wait to get her treat.
You push out again, and this time you feel your sphincter cresting, a fairly big turd making its way out and Nellie's muzzle is instantly at your crack, unable to hold back as she licks at the shit, breaking it apart, practically //tugging// it out of your body so that she can devour it more quickly.
She's a dog, and she eats like she hasn't been fed for days, glomping down the shit and licking at your hole just a few seconds later, her tail wagging even faster across the latex sheet.
(link:"Let loose")[Figuring there's no reason to hold back, you just grunt and //push//, the canine almost whimpering with need as she laps at you expanding hole, breaking apart your shit before it even leaves your body, gulping and slurping and chomping on her vile feast.
You begin to stroke yourself, electrified from the intense perversity of it all, while your pucker expands again and again, a surprising amount of shit making it out to feed the hungry puppy who is wagging her tail so hard that her entire backside is gyrating from side to side.
Eventually, there's no more to give, and she licks all over your crack, your taint, your tailhole, probably smearing you more than actually cleaning you off.
[[Climax in her muzzle->NSM]]
[[Climax in her pussy->NSP]]]]]]
You scoot backwards, angling your member down, and you look at the shit-smeared muzzle of the dog before you plunge your cock inside to the root, making her gag as you instantly begin to fuck her.
There's no holding back, you are so close to your orgasm from the raunchiness of it all, and Nellie gurgles around your shaft as you cram her mouth full of dick, disregarding the occasional scraping of her teeth.
All the while she's wagging intensely, probably looking forward to her salty treat, and you speed up, pelvis smacking her nose, forcing her head down against the bed as you fuck her faster and harder, the surges of pleasure rising from your loins.
(link:"Cum")[It doesn't take long and you growl and almost bark like a dog as you climax, seed shooting straight to the back of the canine's mouth, Nellie instantly gulping and drinking it down.
You short-stroke your way through your orgasm, pinning her head against the sheets as you unload, you balls almost hurting from the intensity of it all.
Finally, you let yourself roll to the side, and Nellie keeps on suckling your softening member, somehow understanding how sensitive you are, so her lips barely touch your shaft, even as her hot breath caresses your cockhead.
All the experiences of the day hit you all at once, and your eyes begin to droop.
You snuggle up against the canine, getting a nose-full of fur, while she keeps up her very gently suckling, and you drift off to sleep.
[[Fall asleep->NSMEND]]]You scoot around, getting a proper view of the feral's messy maw.
Nellie is panting heavily, licking her brown-stained chops, bits of food-matter lodged in her teeth. Her warm breaths waft upwards and fill your nose with a foul stench, but it steadies your stomach to know that it is the smell of your own shit, your little personal toilet here having done a good job.
There isn't even any spillover on the latex sheet, every single morsel has been devoured.
Nellie's brown eyes are watching you with interest as you get between her legs, tail wagging as you lift at her hind paws, getting into position, and she makes a cute *mrowl* as you push your member inside her bulging, canine pussy.
The cookie grips you with a tight warmth, feral canine's having a hotter body temperature than anthros, and the sensation as the slick passage massages your five-inch cock is out of this world. You gasp in pleasure as you bottom out, even as more shit-stink wafts into your face from the canine's muzzle.
(link:"Rut her")[With a firm grip on her hind legs, you lay it into her, her pussy squelching as you pump her on repeat, quickly building up speed, your climax imminent.
The Golden Retriver pants more heavily and rests her head down on the side, though her eyes are still following your movements out of the corners of her brown eyes.
It seems as if she is happy to just take the pounding, her brown-stained tongue lolling out, occasionally licking her lips, most of the bits of fecal matter gone by this point.
(link:"Nut inside her pussy")[You speed up, feeling your rodent nutsack draw up against your body and you hammer away at her cookie. The bed creaks and groans, the feral being pushed a bit backwards from your forceful pounding and you roar out with pleasure as your seed erupts inside her.
Your thrusts are heavy and keep on coming, as you feel almost desperate to drain your balls completely inside this lovely canine, until you become so soft that it slips out with a lewd squelch, semen spurting out of her gaping pussy, white cum obscuring her pink folds.
With a paw at the base of your cock, you rub it against her opening, occasionally slipping the head inside, scooping your cum into her a few times before you lean back with a satisfied sigh.
You scoot around, embracing the canine with her as the little spoon, keeping her foul breath away from your nostrils. It feels natural to hug her tight, smearing your slick dick against her rump, and you feel the combined tiredness of this wild night taking over your body.
Just before you fall asleep, you hear Nellie snore, and a smile tugs at your lips as you drift off.
[[Fall Asleep->NSMEND]]]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]You look at her pucker, which is still winking in the afterthroes of her climax, and you dive in and lick it out, sampling its musky taste, digging inside and feeling something firm just on the inside.
The taste is revolting, and you suppres a gag, and the shudder courses through your body and makes your cock throb with raunchy revulsion.
After the Brown Room, you feel like you are ready for the next part, and you lick teasingly at her pucker until you give her the command.
"Nellie. Shit!"
The feral barks and sits her rump down, and you scramble to get in a more prone position, angling your mouth up, keeping your lips connected to her expanding pucker.
It is...
Absolutely...
Disgusting.....
Your cock throbs as the slimy mass exits her body and glides over your tongue, piling up in your mouth, and you almost panic, slapping at her haunches to make her stop, and she pinches off the turd, a hefty amount deposited inside your mouth.
For a long while, you just exist in the headspace where you know that dogshit is in your mouth, but your senses refuse to accept it. The taste is revolting, and you are holding down microgags that inadvertently makes it travel further back until it touches the back of your mouth.
(link:"Chew it")[There is nothing to do other than to begin to chew the foul shit, and the first bite almost makes you lose it, as the cloying sensation of her muck and bits of foodstuffs is squishes between your teeth, sticking to the roof of your mouth, pouring underneath your tongue.
Your entire world is just dogshit, and your cock loves it, throbbing hard as you make another pained chew, then another.
You almost hurl, power through, chew some more, the dogshit become more like a paste, and you begin to swallow down small bits, stomach tightening up, nutsack tightening up, throat rebelling as you feel the fecal matter travel down your gullet.
Another swallow, then another. You almost hurl again, keep it down, feeling the sloshy waste travel up your throat then down again.
And then you get really into it, conquering your stomach, more and more of Nellie's shit leaving your mouth until you finally manage to swallow down the last amount with a very long and very nasty burp exiting your stomach as it attempts to process the waste.
You suppress another gag and your tongue lolls out, brown saliva dripping to the latex sheet, Nellie moving in to give you a sniff, and then a tongue-bath.
For a while, you sit there, panting, mouth open, letting the feral dislodge her own shit from your teeth and from your tongue, even lapping against the roof of your mouth, mostly cleaning you up, although she shys away every time a rank burp makes it up your stomach.
You know there's a bit more scat packed away in her bowels and you contemplate unloading inside her ass for the final act.
[[Fuck her shitty ass->NPA]]]You tell her to present, then command her shit, the canine grunting as she squats down, your paw catching the remainer of her dump.
With the soft muck, you lube up your cock, smearing her rump with the rest, bits and bobs ending on the latex sheet.
Then you get close, your fouled paws marking her fur as you grab her by the hips, shitty cock positioned at her tailhole.
(link:"Push inside")[There's a very nasty squelsh as your shitcovered cock opens her up, mucky tailhole easily accepting your "lube" and you groan out from the intense body heat of the feral.
The smell is atrocious, dogshit wafting everywhere, splurting everywhere as you begin to pound her, your crotch and nutsack turning a light shade of brown, gritty digested footstuff embedding itself.
And it just spurs you on, ramming your cock harder and harder inside, fecal matter dripping and flying off as your rodent nutsack slams against her cookie, staining it brown as well.
(link:"Climax")[With how intense this session has been, you are quick to arrive at your orgasm, nutsack painfully tightening against your crotch as your growl like a beast, unloading your semen deep within her ass, extracting more shit, eventually mixing it with your cum and slimy fluids splurge out of her tailhole when you finally pull out.
Nellie barks and steps around, licking your softening member, disregarding the taste of her own shit, eager to get a salty treat. Your pump your utterly soiled meat, squeezing out drop after drop of cum, the canine panting, tail wagging happily.
(link:"Clean up")[You feel woozy with tiredness, but there's no backing out of cleaning up before bedtime, and you push Nellie away and tell her to follow you out to the restroom.
You shower and clean off the dog as best as you can, but the stink remains, even if the browns and the solids are washed away. Not wanting to spend the rest of your existence in the shower, you deem it good enough and dry off, laughing as Nellie shakes herself and spattering you with water before she accepts a good towelling.
Inside the room, you pack up the latex sheet gingerly, folding it onto itself and placing it on the floor as far away from the bed as you can.
Nellie follows you onto the bed, and you cuddle with her, the canine being the little spoon as you slowly pet her head and her stomach, enjoying her bodyheat and the way she pants slower and slower until she gives a shudder and begins snoring.
As you drift off, you remember that you forgot to brush your teeth, and your tongue pries a little at your molars before you give up, a wide smile on your face as you emit a foul burp, the canine's shit warming your stomach from the inside while her back warms you from the outside.
[[Fall Asleep->NSEND]]]]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]Feeling yourself growing a bit lightheaded, you finger her harder and faster with three fingers, the feral panting and whining with need, her hips occasionally lifting off the sheeths to push against your paw when you penetrate her fully to the knuckles.
"Stay!" You tell her, after pulling your fingers out, and you climb over to retrieve one of the pushdown dispensers of lube that are on the night-tables next to the bed.
With this secured, your return and lather up your paw, as well as getting a few dollops out to drip over her pussy, the slick fluid running down her protruding cookie which is gaped open enough to reveal the rosy interior of her passage.
(link:"Four fingers")[With all the lube slicking your fingers up, it feels almost strange to push inside her, the ease of it all making you gasp and your member throb as you manage to get four fingers inside her to the first knuckle.
Nellie whines and shifts about, and you give her another minute to rest, before you push deeper, getting to the second knucles.
She whimpers a little, and you pull out, then push in, pull out and then push in, watching in amazing at how her bulging cookie is stretched wide before turning in on itself as you finally manage to push the four fingers to the point where all four fingers from your index to your pinkie are fully inside her hot snatch.
Nellie murrs and lays her head on the side, tongue lolling out as she pants deeply, her vaginal muscles contracting around your digits.
You begin to slide your paw back and forth, her cookie slowly getting more loose, and it gets to the point where you angle your thumb in and try to add it to the mix.
This gets a reaction out of Nellie, who lifts her head up from the sheets while her body goes rigid, and you push at her opening, feeling the immense pressure on your paw, as you slowly slide your thumb inside her alongside the other fingers, up to the first joint, before it feels like you hit and immovable barrier.
(link:"Fist the feral")[You pull and push, add some more lube, try again, circling your paw from side to side, slowly but surely getting more and more inside the feral's well-used pussy, the black cookie bulging out obscenely as you get closer to getting your entire paw inside her pussy.
You never force it, just use enough strength to push her more open, and Nellie's head rests down on the sheets again, a wide spot of drool showing there as her tongue lolls out while more and more of your lube-slicked paw gets inside her.
Second joints comes more easily and after a few minutes, and a few rubs on her stomach, you squeeze your fingers together to a point and push deliberately and hard, just needing a bit more to overcome the resistance of her feral pussy.
There is a loud squelch as your knucles pass and her snatch engulfs your paw, sucking it in like a plug to the point where you are wrist-deep inside the panting canine.
Nellie emits something between a murr and a bark and you stay still, feeling the contricting pressure pinching off the bloodflow to your fingers, while her hammering heart can be felt from her insides that are warm, almost hot to the touch.
(link:"Spread out your fingers")[As an experiment, you try spreading your fingers, and her inner walls yield to your touch, each of your fingertips rewarded with a slick and alien touch as you grope the insides of her pussy.
You can see how her stomach skin bulges from the action and your throbbing member surges in arousal from it all, causing you to begin to rock your paw back and forth, lewd slorps coming from her pussy as your wrist is pushed in, then out to the knucles, her cookie bulging around your paw, glistening red flesh revealing on the pullouts.
The sweat of arousal is dripping down your brow, and you decide to pull out, slowly extracting your paw, her well-practiced cookie almost closing up fully, and you get ready to mate with the beautiful canine.
[[Fuck her pussy->NellieVaginal]]]]]Deeming her ready to be fucked, you align your member to her slightly-gaped pussy and sink right inside, driving yourself to the hilt in one push, arousal egging you on to instantly fuck her with passion and strength.
Your nutsack slaps against her taint as you lean in over her, and you lean down and kiss her snout, before you bury your face in the sheets and powermate the feral.
Nellie grunts and murrs, panting into your ear as your hips become a blur, your mind refusing to slow down, eager to just dump your load into the feral whore.
Almost too quickly, you arrive at your climax, and you drive your shaft as deep as possible as you unload into her feral vomb, the amazing warmth of her cookie adding just that bit more of pleasure to it all.
Finally, you grab her and turn her as you lie on your side, still embedded. You hug the dog tightly as your member softens, but all the action of the day is enough for your sleep to arrive before your member pops out, and you drift off with the smell of well-cared-for dog in your nostrils.
[[Fall asleep->NFEND]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]"Drop your kimono, then drop to your knees!"
Your command has an instantanious effect, Aiden quickly undoing his belt and throwing his kimono off with zero hesitation. His canine prick is halfway out of its sheath, quickly surging to full mast, and the white fox drops to his knees onto the soft carpet, still keeping his paws behind his back.
(link:"Ditch your kimono and cram his muzzle with your meat")[You quickly disrobe and present your hardening, uncut member to his lips.
Aiden opens his maw and leans forward, engulfing your cockhead between his soft lips, murring as he tastes to your musk, then leaning in as you step forward until your cock is at the back of his tongue, still hardening, poking more insistently at the roof of his mouth.
"Worship it..." You let the command trial off in a satisfied huff as he begins to suck you off, his tongue working overtime over and under your shaft, heavy gulps coming from his throat as he takes you as deeply as possible again and again.
You scritch his headfur gently as you enjoy his expert blowjob for a while, leaning your head back and groaning with pleasure, the white fox murring and panting as he services you.
(link:"Fuck his mouth")[You grab his ears and he stops his movement, just suckling with some tongue action, and you push all the way in and then pull all the way out, Aiden simply resting there on his knees taking it like the slut he is.
The white-furred teen gulps every time you bottom out and you push him forward a bit harder on each downstroke, your spasming cock tickling his uvula, slight gags beginning to emanate from his throat.
In the spur of the moment, you reach for the scruff of his neck and pull him down until his cold nose is embedded in your crotch fur, your cock's shape, bending upwards, meaning you are pushing directly at his uvula instead of down his throat, and you are sure that you can feel the dangly organ tickle your piss-slit.
He gags, and you keep him there, putting your other paw on his skull, cramming him against you.
He sputters and you make small rocking movements, the teen still holding his paws behind his back.
Finally he retches properly, spit flying out of his mouth, his entire body contracting as the forced contact to his uvula elicits this powerful reaction.
He reaches his paws up, whining, battering at your own and you finally let him off, trails of saliva and slime flying through the air as he throws his head away to the side and coughs deeply.
There are tears in his eyes as his head faces you again, his amber orbs dancing playfully.
He gestures to his muzzle.
"Use my mouth as you want. Fuck it as hard as you want. Don't hold back..." At that he blushes heavily, breaking eye-contact, although he keeps his lips parted, long tongue sticking out.
(link:"Oblige him")[You step in, putting your cockhead at his lips and squat down a little, grabbing at his neck with both paws.
Aiden takes a deep breath and you plug his throat as hard as you can.
Instantly, the white-furred teen gags as you begin mating his throat with no regards. He sputters and retches as your member slams into his uvula on repeat, your hips almost a blur as you keep your cock so deeply inside he cannot breathe, only gag, and his paws quickly come up to batter at your forearms.
His throat constricts on each violent heave, which only massages your cockhead and you keep up the mouthfuck for a good while, slightly annoyed that the bend of your cock means you cannot fully sleeve it down his gullet.
He batters your arms more insistently, making loud *mppphhhhhh!* sounds as he is deprived of oxygen, and when you finally pulls back, he gasps heavily for air, throatslime and snot running down his features from the rough facefuck.
[[Order him on the bed so you can properly fuck his throat->AidenThroat]]]]]"Yes sir!" Aiden exclaims as you order him to show the tools, and his white tail wags furiously as he goes to the bed and activates a small button that pushes out a narrow drawer underneath it.
You head over to check it out and see a heavy flogger, a paddle and a metal cock-ring with a small chain that splits to a Y with two metal clamps connected to it. There's also a set of leather cuffs for use on wrists and ankles as well as a leather collar, all of which has carabiners attached to them.
(link:"Order him to undress")["Yes sir!" Aiden says with barely hidden glee, quickly discarding the kimono, but keeping the striped programmer socks on.
His slender form accentuates his nice, canine prick which is fully hard and already leaking. It's some 4 inches long and slender like the teen himself.
You gesture for him to turn around and his buttocks have a nice, red tint to them, as if he has recieved a heavy spanking. His tailhole also looks somewhat puffy and there's a bit of moisture at the center of his pucker.
Somehow, getting your uncle's sloppy seconds seems very hot to you right now, especially with such an eager package!
You step close, Aiden turned to face you again, eye-level with the teen, and you give his body another throughough look. It seems as if his backside is the only thing that has been punished so far. You reach out and run your paw over his chest, tugging at his nipples, brushing down his stomach, but not touching his needy cock. The teen shivers all the while, erection bobbing in the warm air.
Walking past him on the plush carpet, you look at the bdsm tools, then back at the teen.
"You said I could use my paws or my fists?"
"Y-Yeah, especially on my... Uhmmm... Groin..." At this he blushes.
"Your groin?"
"Yeah, you can try... uhmmm... beating the cum out.." At this he looks away, almost in shame. "You can also use the paddle and the flogger on my backside. Or the front. Though maybe not paddle my nuts. Please."
It seems as if he has his limits, but then again, the nutsack is a rather sensitive area after all!
(link:"Put cuffs on his wrists and the collar on his neck and attach them together")[As you retrieve the cuffs and the collar, Aiden wordlessly extends his paws to you so that you can put him in bondage. The carabiners attach easily to the heavy leather collar and he is now standing with his legs slightly apart, paws at his neck, fully open to whatever you might want to do.
[[Paws? Fists? How about you start with a knee to his groin?->AidenBust]]
[[That flogger looks nice and heavy, give this subby vulpine a good thrashing->AidenFlog]]]]You pace slowly back and forth in front of Aiden, clenching and unclenching your fist, making sure in no uncertain terms what you are intending to do to him. His amber eyes follow you, but he keeps his position, legs somewhat spread, groin vulnerable, paws resting at his neck, strapped to his collar.
His taut stomach rises and falls with his breaths, his slender form appetizing, not much muscular definition, just a flat stretch of skin that betrays his effiminate nature.
(link:"Knee him")[His posture gets a bit more relaxed as you let a couple of minutes pass by, before you suddenly step in, grab his shoulders, and knee him squarely in the groin.
You feel the wetness of his precum as his cock is waggled around, and you hear the satisfying thud of the impact, stones compressing against your thigh muscle.
Aiden gasps and drops to his knees, bending forward, before crying out in pain. His breaths are suddenly laboured as he struggles to recompose himself and his headfur obscures his features while his body tremors from the nutshot.
You cannot stop yourself from smiling, your grin growing even wider as he tries to put his weight on his footpaws, agile enough to rise by himself, until he is standing upright again.
The fox's breathing is still laboured and his face tremors as it rises to face you, his amber eyes tearful, teeth clenched, and yet his cock is as hard as before, throbbing with masochistic need.
(link:"Knee him again")[You knee brushes against his thigh as he instinctively tries to guard himself, but you still hit true, the blow a bit less severe, Aiden gasping from the impact, practically lifting off the floor, but not falling to his knees this time.
Instead, he bends over, heaving for breaths, moaning out from the intense pain.
You make as if you want to knee him again, and he covers up again, but this time you press your sharp edge against his thighs, grinding them to the sides, letting him know how you want him to stand. Then you step in and //grind// your thigh up against his nutsack, trapping it against his body, feeling his stones roll around in their pouch as you wiggle your leg from side to side, all the while keeping a hold on his shoulders for purchase, enabling you put a considerable amount of strength into your crushing.
"Ah- Ah- Ah- I don't think I can take many more of those.." The teen fox gasps, and you press upwards just that much harder before you draw back and knee him, then knee him again, Aiden screaming in pain and dropping to the plush carpet, curling up in the fetal position.
He moans out softly, drawing his hips up, trying to ward off the deep pain you know is wracking his body, and you give him the time, using the moment to undo the belt on your kimono and throwing it off, revealing your own uncircumsized hardness.
[[Tell him to get up->AidenPunch]]]]You pick up the heavy flogger and almost drop it from it's sheer weight.
Inspecting it, you realize that it consists of half a dozen heavy leather straps that are 2 inches wide and quite thick, extending about a foot away from the wooden handle.
After whooshing it through the air a couple of times, not even wanting to try it out on your own palm, you stalk around the white-furred fox, who stands to attention with his legs slightly spread, paws fastened at his neck.
His tail is wagging slowly, and his member is fully hard and shiny with precum.
You step in as if you want to strike and he flinches, but keeps his position, and you do that a couple of times, gauging his reactions, the vulpine obedient enough to stand still even with the heavy implement in your paw.
(link:"Strike his back")[You move about until you are standing parallel to the teen and then finally let loose a strike, the heavy leather straps impacting his lower back with a satisfying *crack!*.
He whines and you give him another strike, then another, before you stalk around to the other side, your next strike a backhand that crisscrosses the already significant welts blossoming under his white fur.
Aiden whimpers and then cries out as you put more strength into it, moving to stand behind him, letting blow after blow strike at his shoulder blades, his upper back, his lower back, but not yet hitting his already-red buttocks.
(link:"Step close and molest his ass a little ")[The fox does nothing but whimper and whine as you make red stripes appear all over his back, his tail sticking out at a horizontal angle to stay out of the way.
Then you step in and put a paw underneath his tail, pushing it up, the fluffy appendage standing to attention along his back, revealing his rump for you to explore and exploit.
To begin with, you grab his buttocks one by one, kneading them, Aiden whimpering as the tender flesh is squeezed by your demanding paw.
"What did my uncle do to you?"
"He put me over his lap and spanked me hard..." Aiden whimpers as you give his asscheeks a couple of swats, the impacts stinging your palm.
"Keep that tail up!"
(link:"Flog his ass")[You step back to get the perfect angle and distance and let the heavy flogger whoosh through the air.
Aiden's scream of pain is delightful, and the follow-up strike is hard enough to make him step forward, his cuffs rattling as he tries to pull his paws down, tail drooping a little.
"Keep that tail up!" You back and unleash another heavy blow, this time a backhand that makes a satisfiyng smack as well as making his asscheeks jiggle enticingly.
To keep his cheeks jiggling, you strike from the front paw, then with the back paw, fast enough for his butt to never stop moving about, Aiden's tail drooping lower and lower as he whines and cries from the heavy strikes.
His butt goes from light red to a dark shade of red, the contrast to his white fur a true sight to behold and you feel your erection grow against your kimono.
[[Throw off your kimono and move to the front->AidenFrontFlog]]]]]"Get up!" You bark at the teen, and he flinches before looking at you plaintively, his amber eyes fully obscured by his tears.
"Don't look like that! You said you wanted to indulge yourself!"
"I'm out of practice!" The white-furred fox whines. "Your uncle doesn't let me do this kind of stuff all that much."
Then he scrunches his eyes and tries to roll over, wincing as he gets to his knees, his canine member still strutting proudly. Still, as he tries to move a footpaw under himself he cringes from the motion and remains on his knees, head hanging low, tears slowly dripping to the carpet.
You almost consider kicking him, but hold back, realizing you have to give him a bit of breathing room. Instead, you head over to the drawer, procuring the chain-linked cockring with the two nipple clamps.
Leaning down, you make the metal *clack* and then attach the clamps to his nipples, Aiden hissing as the powerful springs compress his tender flesh.
The cockring is a different matter, as he is far too hard for you to attach it.
(link:"Order him to get soft")[Aiden looks at you with a curious expression as you command him to get soft, but then he closes his eyes, a few tears still dripping down, and he tries to take in deep breaths, steadying himself, probably thinking about his ugly maths teacher or something.
Regardless, a couple of minutes pass and his canine erection softens and slims down, the knot retreating into its sheath, and you order him to stand up so that you can attach the cockring.
With the rest he has gotten, Aiden is now able to stand up without much more than a wince, and you grab his bruised pouch and slip his stones through the steel, before you tug at his knot, popping it out of its sheath and through the metal ring, his cock quickly hardening with his knot and his stones trapped by the cockring.
"Now we're talking..." You murr out as you give the chain a couple of tugs, Aiden whimpering as the clamps a jiggled around.
(link:"Time to bust his balls")[With the metal ring holding his stones in place, you can really admire how his pouch is stretched out and slowly turning yellow-ish from the hard knees. You imagine his nuts are very tender and sore right now and when you give them a firm slap Aiden yelps and whimpers, although his cock hardens even further, a spray of watery precum shooting out.
You slap his nuts again, just with an open paw, left and right and center, making them jiggle, each slap reverbrating in the hotel room. Your tail whips about as you slap him ever harder and faster, until you are standing close to him, a paw behind his back, holding him in place, while you ram your palm upwards about as hard as you can, slamming his nuts against his groin again and again.
Aiden whimpers and wails, crying freely. He tremors like leaves in the wind, knees constantly buckling inwards as if to stop you, but he keeps restraining himself, locking them outwards again, and each of your heavy slaps ring true.
His whines turn more high-pitched and more precum sprays out. His breathing turns more and more laboured as you keep smacking his nutsack at full force, each impact driving the breath from his lungs, and yet he keeps standing, keeps holding his thighs out, accepting his punishment and the masochistic pleasure it gives him.
(link:"He begins to hyperventilate")[You can hear the tell-tale signs of an impending climax on his breathing and you stop slapping, forming a fist, and then punching him solidly. your two first knuckles digging into his nuts like a kitchen mallet.
He screams out as you punch him rapidly, each strike hard enough to make his body almost lift off the floor and his canine prick shoots its load in tandem to your hard punches, each strike causing an impressive jet of cum to arch through the air.
You finish off with the hardest punch yet, making him double over and wheeze in agony, and you grab him by his shoulders and throw him to the bed, eager to finish yourself off, your humanoid cock having been rock-hard throughout the teen's ordeal.
[[Fuck his ass->ABAss]]]]]Aiden whimpers and tries to curl up, his purplish-coloured nutsack standing out brightly on his crotch, as well as his still-hard erection which continuously dribbles out seed in the afterthroes of his forced climax.
You will have none of that and grab his ankles, his black and purple-striped programmer socks making for an excellent grip, forcing his legs to bend over backwards while you shuffle in, your hard prick ready to penetrate the white fox's backside. Letting go of one leg, you unclasp the snap hooks holding his paws to his neck. Then you grab his ankle again.
Underneath his swollen nutsack you can see his puffy tailhole and that slight wetness in the middle of his sphincter, and you deem the copious amounts of preseed you have emitted while punishing him to be enough to aid your entry.
You bend his legs further backwards, until they are almost parallel with his head and you poke at his cleft, Aiden hissing as your member is trapped by his well-used pucker and glides in easily.
(link:"Rut him")[You //slam// your hips forward, feeling and hearing the wet squelch of his cum-filled ass as it envelops your cock and Aiden whimpers as your pelvis smacks into his abused nutsack.
The white fox grits his teeth as you fuck him properly, pistoning your hips at full force, his canine cock dangling left and right from the rigorous mating. He's whining, but not only in pain, and you note that his tongue begin to loll out of his panting muzzle as you fuck him as hard and as fast as possible.
(link:"Pull his nipple clamps off")[Snarling cruelly, you grip at his nipple clamps, the fox obedient enough to grab his ankles, keeping his hips bent backwards, and you pull at the shiny metal before squeezing them open, grinning as you see the skin on his chest following along until snapping back when you finally release the implements.
On the second pull-off, Aiden yelps out loudly and his body tenses up, milking your cock and you are suddenly very, //very// near your climax.
(link:"Cum on his crotch")[In a final display of dominance, you yank your member outside his spasming tailhole and you masturbate yourself while groaning loudly, shooting your load directly at his bruised nuts, the jizz impacting him hard enough to make him whine and shift about, while the rest of your load sprays over and coats his throbbing cock and his soft, white bellyfur.
Suddenly feeling drowzy, you climb up to be alongside the fox, who relaxes his legs and lets them splay out, groaning softly as he reaches down to caress his tender orbs.
(link:"Spoon him")[You push at his shoulder, and whisper into his ear to lie on his side, and the teen complies, nestling his slick backside against your crotch and your softening cock. Almost to tease him, you push inside, Aiden loose enough to accept your member even when only half-hard, and he whines as you bottom out while you reach over to grasp his nutsack.
He tenses up and clenches up, but you just squeeze him a little, humping his backside a little, and then let your head rest down, enjoying the bodyheat of this white-furred bitch.
When he makes a noise of complaint, you squeeze him just a bit harder before letting off, and he grumbles as he accepts your paw on his aching testicles.
As you drift away, you marvel at how plump and swollen they feel, and you wonder how they are going to look tomorrow.
With a faint smile on your face, you fall asleep.
[[Fall asleep->ABS]]]]]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]Satisfied with the coloured stripes on his back and the complexion of his butt, you move to his front, presenting the handle to Aiden's maw, the crying vulpine wordlessly accepting it, the leather straps dangling down to obscure his chest.
You throw off your kimono and is pleased by the white fox's eyes trailing down to look at your throbbing, humanoid cock.
"You'll be getting this soon enough!" You boast while retrieving the flogger, getting ready to lay it down on his front side.
(link:"Strike his chest")[You pull back your arm to strike, and Aiden again proves his mettle by flinching but not moving away as the straps head towards his chest.
There is a meaty *whomp!* as it impacts his left breast, your aim striving to punish his stiff nipples and he cries out in pain even as you pull back for another strike.
*Whap!* says the flogger as it impacts his right breast, pectoral muscle absorbing the impact, skin growing red immediately. He whines out again, then cries sharply as you alternate your strike from right to left side, more than a dozen heavy floggings impacting each breast and nipple, the whole area growing dark red with welts.
Then you strike further down, impacting his taut stomach. He doesn't have proper abs, just a flat expanse of white fur, which glows red with the welts you leave there.
(link:"Tell him to spread his legs")[Aiden looks at you with his amber eyes, tears dripping down his face, and he shivers as he takes a step out, opening his crotch to your ministrations.
Despite the pain you have given him, his canine erection is still standing proud, a bead of precum appearing even as you take the time to observe its throbbing.
"You said you wanted me to beat your nutsack?"
"Yes!" The vulpine says, his tone a mix of eagerness and trepidation.
You step in and grab his headfur tightly, putting your face right in front of his.
"What was that?"
"Aiiiieee! Yes sir. YES SIR!" He whines out as you pull hard on his scalp.
"Too bad sluts like you don't get to decide what happens!"
(link:"Step back and flog his cock")[You step back, Aiden's eyes following you, and you pull back to strike, not opting for an underhand, but instead a horizontal blow, straight at his throbbing rocket.
It's almost in slow motion to your lust-filled eyes. The leather straps fanning out as they travel through the air, one, two, three, four, impacting his knotted cock from the base of his knot, above his knot, at the middle of his shaft, the last one smacking right at his tip.
He yowls and crumbles to his knees, leaning forward, breathing heavily as he deals with the pain.
Ouch!
"Get up!" You bark out, but the white-furred vulpine shakes his head, whimpering, still hunched over.
Gee, that was probably //too// rough for him.
[[Get him to the bed and paddle him instead->AidenPaddle]]]]]With the white fox on his knees, you head back to the drawer and replace the flogger with the wooden paddle.
It has a nice heft to it, with airholes and a fairly wide striking surface, perfect for colouring the vulpine's rump a nice shade of purple.
"Get over here!" You command him, sitting yourself down on the bed.
Aiden struggles to get on his footpaws, his red rocket much redder now, the welt just above his knot looking especially gnarly, and you feel your member throbbing as you observe him coming over with pained steps, his other welts obviously hurting.
"Over my knees, bitch!"
He moves to get into position, trembling and whining as his flogged stomach makes contact with your thighs, almost falling off due to his lack of balance with how his paws are still strapped to the collar on his neck.
You grab his headfur firmly to keep him in place and give his reddened rump a few smacks with the paddle.
He whimpers with each soft strike and your cock throbs as you imagine how much he'll wail once you hit him for real.
(link:"Give him a paddling")[You keep up with the light strikes, alternating between each butt cheek, once again enjoying how his tight rump jiggles. Aiden is well-behaved enough to keep his tail lifted high and he's fully open for what comes next.
You go from soft to hard, swinging with intent, and Aiden howls as the flat wood makes contact with both cheeks at once. The *smack* is loud and lewd to your ears and you give him another one.
Then another one.
His tail droops noticeable further down and you aim the next strike at the base of his tail, the impact feeling more solid with not much tissue there to protect the bones and he yowls out in pain, squirming on your lap.
He tries to rear up and kicks out with his legs in agony, but you push him down with a firm grip, applying another hard smack to his tail.
"Keep it up and away, bitch!"
(link:"Paddle that ass")[He quivering enough to stimulate your hard cock, but you can feel his canine erection against your thigh, so it cannot be all bad.
Right?
Regardless, he lifts his tail higher, although it dips down everytime you paddle his buttcheeks, the white fox whining and moaning, legs kicking up, toes clenching inside the black and purple striped programmer socks.
Each heavy strike emits loud and meaty smacks and his rump gets darker and darker red, until you see almost-purple discolouration.
Aiden cries harder, shuddering harder in your grasp, but he keeps his tail up.
Most of the time.
Occasionally you have to smack the fluffy appendage to direct him to raise it higher, and his squeals make your member spasm against his stomach.
Deciding he has had enough, his entire backside now a crisscross of welts, marks, brusing and mottled reds and purples, you throw the paddle to the carpet and drag him up on the bed.
[[Fuck your whimpering bitch->AidenFlogFuck]]]]You manhandle the teen onto the bed.
Despite being older than you, his effiminate nature and slight frame makes it easy for your more muscular body to move him about, and you get him on his knees, shuffling forward until you can grind your cock in the cleft of his bruised rump and lean in over him.
"Head down, bitch!"
You grab his collar and push him down until he's in the position you want, his head on its side, whimpering, tail up, butt raised so that you can access it properly.
You lean back and spit down on his asshole several times, his puffy pucker slightly moist from his earlier romp with your uncle.
That thought makes you quiver with raunchy lust and you align your member with his entrance and begin to push.
Aiden moans as you spread him open, his sphincter easily accepting your uncut cock, and you let yourself slide forward, grabbing onto his tail for purchase and to keep it out of the way.
The white fox whimpers once you bottom out and your lower body makes contact with his abused rump, the vulpine squirming and whining as you make a few shallow strokes that impacts his taut backside.
(link:"Fuck him slow but hard")[Each of his whimpers makes your cock throb and you pull back until only your dickhead is inside and then //thrust// forward, letting your pelvis impact his rump with a heavy *slap!*.
Aiden cries out from the pain and you pull back again, letting another heavy stroke impact his buttocks.
Each time you drill forward, the fox whines out loudly, body tensing up, tailhole milking you and you snarl and keep on the slow pounds, making sure that each and every thrust is as hard as possible.
The fox's tongue is lolling out his muzzle, despite the plaintive noises coming from his throat, and you soon pick up the pace, replacing your grip on his tail to instead holding on to his hips, fucking him ever harder and faster.
His whimpering cries grow louder as his cheeks are impacted on repeat and this just spurs you on, soon fucking him properly, long and fast strokes that quickly bring you to your climax.
(link:"Cum")[Your thrusts become erratic as you crash over the edge, your rodent nutsack drawing up painfully against your body and you roar out as you short-thrust your way through your orgasm, each heavy and off-centered thrust enough to make loud smacking noises, the white fox whimpering and moaning through it all.
All of a sudden you feel his tailhole clench up hard and Aiden howls in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he cums handsfree from your rigorous fucking, his seed pooling underneath him.
His legs quivers more and more and you finally let yourself rest inside him, pushing your body harshly against his, leaning forward and reaching underneath to grope at his nipples that are evidently //very// sore from the flogging by how loud he whines when you pinch them.
He collapses forward and is now prone, with you on top, and you can't help but sniff his matted headfur, which emits a soft, floral scent. He whimpers and squirms as your weight is put upon his welts and bruises, but you are suddenly feeling quite drowzy, and you nestle your head down to rest on his.
Aiden tries to complain, but you just bite into one of his soft, white-furred ears, and you kind of nom on it as tiredness overcomes your body.
Yawning around his ear, you rest fully down, crushing his bruised body under your own, cock still slowly spurting inside his well-used rear, and you begin to drift off.
As you feel his wiggling, and hear his low-pitched moans, a faint smile tugs at your lips, the floral scent of the subby teen fills your nose and you fall asleep with his whimpers serenading your dreams.
[[Fall asleep->AFE]]]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]You half drag the subby teen to the bed and manhandle him around so that he is on his back with his head hanging out over the bedframe.
With this perfect angle, you squat down and lean in, Aiden putting his paws on your thighs for purchase as you align your cock with his open and slime-slickened maw.
The sensation as you push inside is much different now, his mouth a perfect and snug fit for your cock as you slowly dig it down his throat, the fox gagging as you pass his uvula, until his upper teeth are digging slightly into your rodent nutsack.
You pull back a little and he heaves in air through his nose, and you smirk as you imagine the heavy ball-musk must be tickling it oh so fiercely.
Then you push in again and slowly pick up speed, the white-furred teen gagging on repeat as his throat is plugged by your girth. The gags turn to proper retches and you can hear and feel slime pouring out his mouth and nose, his breathing getting more laboured, occasisionally clearing his nose by snorting in hard, heavy thrusts causing him to snort out, covering your stomach fur with his slick mucus.
(link:"He puts his paws on your butt")[Your tail whips about as he reaches up and puts his paws on your butt, however, the subby teen is only doing so to push your harder against himself, begging for some intense breathplay, and you oblige him, letting your cock stay snugly in his throat while you slowly gyrate your hips back and forth.
His gags and grunts turn to whimpery whines, yet his canine prick is stiff as ever, precum dribbling out as you slowly choke him on your cock.
He begins to tap out, but you just smirk and keep your cock inside, even leaning forward, putting your paws on his thighs so that he cannot escape, and you rest there for a good 10 additional seconds while he thrashes underneath you.
When you finally pull back, you only allow him a single, sputtering breath before you push in again, once more simply resting yourself on him, choking him out, the constrictions of his throat milking you nicely.
(link:"You're slicked up more than enough to fuck him properly")[For a while, you make a game out of choking the needy slut, repeating the choking several times, other times fucking him harder, more and more of his throatslime coating your crotch until its absolutely drenched and slick.
This is when you decide you have had enough of his maw.
It's time to fuck his ass.
"Get on your elbows and knees. Ass up, head down!"
[[Aiden gets into position->AidenFaceFcuker]]]]Aiden obeys with some slowness, as he has to wipe his face of all the spit and throatslime first, the foxy teen an utter mess.
You smirk as you see the results of your persistent throatfuck and the white-furred vulpine coughs wetly several times as he gets into position, lifting his fluffy tail to reveal his swollen pucker.
There's even a bit of wetness at the center of his sphincter, no doubt the remnants of your uncle's load!
That thought spurs you on and you get on the bed, letting your knees sink in on the outside of Aiden's, angling your slimy member to his tailhole.
With all the natural lube, and his prior fucking, your slide right in with a lewd squelch, sinking in all the way to the base of your cock, your pelvis equally full of throatslime splatting wetly as it touches his rump.
(link:"Aiden moans")[The vulpine emits a sultry moan as you bottom out, grinding his wet face against the sheets, turning them damp instantaniously.
You pull back and push forward, enjoying the snug and slick sensation, his tailhole bulging around your girth.
For leverage, you grab his hips, and begin to speed up. His snug warmth is amazing around your cock, his ring clenching around it expertly, the fox using his ass as a tool to get your off, much like his whore muzzle.
It's impossible to not speed up further, until your are railing him properly. Each time your body makes contact with his booty there's a wet smack alongside the squelsh of your mating, as all the spit and throatslime is squished and squashed, the fur on his rump and on your pelvis and utter, soggy mess.
As you make a particularily hard thrust, you note the sensation of your rodent nutsack plapping against his, smaller, pouch, and the fox whines out from the impact, tightening up even more, milking your cock in a most delicious manner.
(link:"Fuck him even harder")[With such a slutty vulpine underneath you, it feels like you can really go all out on his ass, and you sort of climb until you are standing in a squat, leaning in over him, his tail in one of your paws serving as leverage, although it is slick with spit and slobber.
Regardless of that, this angle allows you to thrust much harder, and even deeper, and Aiden whines out properly as you fuck him with all your might. Your strokes are powerful and long and fast, practially pushing him forwards on each impact, your nutsack smacking heavily into his.
You manage to hold off your climax until your have pushed the sultry fox up to the headrest of the bed, his paws splayed out on the wooden surface to keep him in place and you feel your testicles draw up against your body as you near your climax.
(link:"Cum inside")[Aiden's moans and whimpers and groans have gotten very loud, obviously enjoying the hard pounding, and his vocalizations get more and more desperate, the white-furred teen pushing back as hard as he can each time you bottom out.
He yowls out, tensing up, cumming handsfree from your fucking and the added, rhythmical clenching throws you over the edge.
You growl in dominance as your member erupts inside him, painting the slutty fox's insides white with your seed, thrusting shallowly, fully embedded, to shoot your load as deeply inside him as possible.
His sultry moans turn to groans as he gets overstimulated, but your orgasm feels like it lasts several minutes, nutsack smacking heavily into his on repeat as you complete your unloading.
Finally you let yourself collapse on top of him and half drag him to his side so that you spoon him, still embedded.
He emits a pleased "Nah~" and turns his face and you lean in and kiss him deeply, tasting his spit and your cock on his breath.
While french kissing, you keep gyrating your hips, his snug passage milking each and every last drop, somehow allowing your member to stay hard enough to not slip out.
You break the kiss with a lewd slurp and rest yourself down, the combined activities of the day having worn you out completely.
One arm draped over his skinny chest, you pull him against you, keeping his wet backside snugly against your crotch, and sleep quickly overcomes you.
[[Fall asleep->AFS]]]]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]You take a moment to admire the wide body of your uncle, knowing what might come next.
His kimono is open at the chest, revealing his frizzy fur there, and his pecs bulge out from underneath the V-shape of the loosely done garment. The gold chain around his neck shines in the light coming from a fixture on the ceiling.
After checking him, Tony giving you a lewd smile all the while, you take note of the rest of the room.
There's a king-size bed with small tables on either side with push-down dispenser of lube on them. There's also a wide closet at one wall. To your immediate right is a door that leads to the bathroom.
(link:"Step in to your uncle and kiss him again")[You feel hot and bothered as you step close to your uncle, moving your head up to make your lips meet his in a passionate kiss.
Both of you waft booze-scents out of your muzzles and the long and drawn-out tongue-kiss that follows is sloppy and loud, smacks and slurps filling the room.
Underneath your kimono, your member hardens up and you grind against Tony, feeling his own much larger length rubbing back.
Finally you break the kiss.
"Soooooo... Jason?" You shoot him a raised eyebrow.
Your uncle is modest enough to blush a little.
"Yeah, he reminds me of you..." He says, stepping in for another kiss, before pulling back, holding you by your shoulders, his whiskers twitching as he smells your face and then gives your chin a little lick.
His expression then turns a bit more serious.
"I want to enjoy your body in every and each way possible tonight, but I won't raise my tail for you!" He states, eyes looking somewhat worried at what your response will be to that.
You feel a warmth blossoming in your stomach, imagining the burly male pinning you down and claiming you as his own.
(if:(history: where its name contains "Tell the cub to show you around")'s length >= 1)[You hesitate for a moment and think of your experience in the Brown Room, how your uncle had used the young ratling, leaving his lips to be stained brown.
"Can we maybe... Uhmm..... Play dirty?" You ask hesitantly, to which your uncle's face lights up in a lewd grin.
"Sure! But only with you as the 'eater'!"
[[Tell him you want him to feed you his nasty load->SoftTonyScat]]]
[[You are eager to feel his body against yours. Step in and grab his cock->SoftTonyFuck]]]"Drop the kimono then," Tony instructs, untying his own belt, pulling his kimono off with a flourish, revealing his muscle-bulging stomach and his fat, uncircumsized cock which looks like it's also double the size of your own.
You shiver, feeling giddy from it all, mind slightly haze with all the alcohol you have consumed, but you obey quickly, tremoring as he takes in the sight of your naked body and your twitching erection.
"Get on your knees then. Get aquainted with my cock, boy!"
Almost shaking with arousal, you drop down, your knees impacting the plush carpet that adorns this room.
"Ohhhh man...." Tony lets out a whistle and reaches out to scratch your headfur, before gripping your neck and cramming your face against his musky cock.
Like yourself, he has seen some action this night, and the masculine pheromones embedded on his thick meat makes your nose tickle and your whiskers twitch.
You cannot help but open your mouth and nom on his prick, letting your tongue scrape over the musky surface, //tasting// him in a way you had never imagined.
He pulls you down his shaft, to where his pouch begin, and his rodent nutsack squishes against your lips, causing you to salivate from the intense scents.
Both of you moan out as you begin to lick and slurp as his ballsack, the heavy orbs inside dangling this way and that as you properly spitshine them, getting your nose underneath, pushing up, angling your head and popping one of his stones into your mouth. You suckle on it for a while, then get to the next one, his shaved skin soft and pliant between your lips, his nuts feeling heavily laden with his seed despite his earlier forays in the club.
He lets you suckle on his orbs for a while, until he pulls you back, then cause you to meep out as he gets forceful, dragging you out to the restroom.
"I don't wanna stain the carpet..." Tony mutters as gets you into the small shower stall, manhandling you around until you are facing him, your mouth open, his twitching cock 4 inches away from your face.
"I love the sound when pissing like this. Stay still."
(link:"He unloads his bladder")[You are panting, slowly stroking yourself as you stare crosseyed at his dick, honing in on the tip, eagerly awaiting what comes next.
Your uncle puts a paw around his cock, aiming it, closing his eyes and steadying his breathing. The big slab of meat noticeably deflates as he focuses on letting go and a hard squirt erupts, urine splashing over your nose and impacting your eyes with a sting.
This causes you to squint, but his member properly erupts then, a hard stream of urine that splashes directly into your mouth.
"Ahhhhh, what a sight..."
Your uncle.
Is pissing.
In your mouth.
You jerk yourself off while your muzzle instantly fills up with his potent urine, the liquid bitter and musky. It overflows, running in rivulets down your chin, splashing against the tiled floor.
"Drink it, boy."
(link:"Begin swallowing")[You hesitate, blushing hard, but then obey, letting his salty piss down your stomach with sputtering gurgles. The urine froths in your mouth as you work your tongue and throat to ingest it. The sheer volume is overwhelming and the fluids keep spilling over.
But most of all, your ears swivel as you hear the sounds coming out, reverbrating in the small space. It's splashing and splushing and your gurgling, choking swallows are easily heard as well.
Masturbating even harder, feeling electrified, you put your mouth on the tip of his cock, drinking directly from tap, your uncle moaning as your lips caress his glans.
You almost cum then, and let go of your erection, putting your paws on your knees, acting as a proper urinal for the burly rat, swallowing down the rest of his bladder's contents until it runs dry, his member quickly hardening as you keep nursing on it.
"Let's go you towelled off and head to the bed for the main event!"
[[He towels you off and you head out the restroom->SoftJoshuaPooper]]]]Your paw makes contact with his heavy bulge and he gasps, member twitching underneath the kimono.
The tool surges in your grasp and your own prick throbs from the sensation.
You rub him some more, and the scent of his crotch begins to waft up, causing your whiskers to twitch.
Tony leans in for another kiss, enveloping you in his big arms, and your own is trapped between your bodies, squeezing your palm against his hidden length. The burly rat's tongue dominantly claims your mouth, darting this way and that, reaching as deep as possible, wrestling your own tongue with superior strength, his saliva dripping into your maw.
You make little grabbing motions with your paw, feeling his length throb even more and he reaches down and squeezes both your buttocks at once through your kimono, tugging them apart, murring into your mouth, his prick twitching again.
Finally, he lets go of you and pushes you back, fumbling with the belt of his kimono.
(link:"Drop to your knees")[His cock is revealed just as your knees hit the soft and plush carpet that covers the floor. He pulls his kimono open and just stands there, with his paws on his hips, fat cock twitching in the warm air.
It's a //girthy// tool. Uncircumsized, glistening with pre, much longer and very much thicker than your own, a bit of foreskin barely hanging on to the head, before another throb causes the skin to slide down to reveal the full extent of the angrily-purplish meat.
(link:"Crawl close")[His heavy musk permeates the air as you get close and your whiskers begin to twitch heavily.
He pulls off his kimono completely, standing in all his muscular, nude glory, eyes beckoning you to take him into your mouth.
Instead, just to tease him, you reach up and grab his shaft. The veins under the skin bulge out and feel like hand-grips so firm are they. The contact makes your fur stand on end.
You are touching your uncle's cock!
The incestous thought is enough to make you shiver and you rub him slowly, getting your face close enough to fully take in his masculine smell as you watch how his foreskin travels over his cockhead in slow motion.
"Enough playing around, kid. Put your lips on it..." Tony's voice is firm, but also affectionate, and he reaches down to give your headfur a nice scritching as you open your maw, almost hesitant to fully commit.
(link:"Put your lips over his cockhead")[You shudder as your lips engulf his meat, an intense taste washing over tongue, the musk of sex and man electrifying your tastebus.
Your uncle groans in pleasure as you seal your lips completely, scritching you a bit harder, and you slowly suckle on the head, almost sputtering when a squirt of precum jets over the roof of your mouth for you to swallow down.
The taste is sweet, the substance watery slick, but the implications puts your brain on fire and a sultry moan emits from your throat as you take in half his shaft, really plunging your muzzle down your uncle.
He murrs as you begin to properly suck him off, occasionally stopping you, instructing you to watch your teeth, before leaning his head back, enjoying the tender moments as you service him.
(link:"Suck on his nuts")[With his shaft nicely polished, you pull completely off and let your lips drape down the side of your uncle's girthy member until you nestle your snout in at the base, huffing in his heavy musk.
Your tongue laps out for a taste, and the salt of his sweat and the pungency of his pheromones lit up your tongue, even as your nostrils flare, trying to take in as much of the rich scent as possible.
Finally, you let your head droop further down, licking at his fat nuts, making them jiggle, before your hover your muzzle over one of his stones, taking it into your mouth, suckling the orb.
"Fuck yeah Joshua, just like that..."
Encouraged, you suckle a little harder, letting your lips nom on the stretchy skin, tongue dragging along the furless pouch as you service his testicle.
Then you move over to the other and your uncle shudders in pleasure, moaning out, as you take that one into your mouth, giving it the same treatment.
Feeling lewd, you attempt to fit both rodent testicles, barely managing, your cheeks bulging out like a chipmunk as your nom and slurp and lick at both of them, rolling them around inside your mouth, nibbling at the skin, Tony moaning all the while from the treatment.
"Might as well lick my taint while you're at it, boy!"
[[Huff and put your nose between his legs->TonyRimm]]]]]]After staining a white towel yellow, you follow your uncle out the restroom, the big man bee-lining to a closet where he procures a black, latex sheet.
Shaking with anticipation, you help him fit it, then stand back, awkwardly crossing your paws in your front of your crotch, intertwining your fingers as you hesitate.
Tony walks around the bed and then embraces you, before pushing you onto the bed, your startled yell silenced as he climb on top of you and lean in for a piss-tasting kiss.
In truth, while your fur is still a bit damp, the towelling did nothing to dislodge the smell, and you really feel like your burly uncle has marked you as his own.
"Don't worry Joshua, if a little cub like Jason can do it, then so can you!"
That hardly makes you feel better, knowing your uncle keeps a young rat that reminds him of you, fucking him, using him as a toilet... And yet this all becomes a part of the thrill, that utter perversion which you yourself have indulged in, just in different ways throughout the night.
Tony looks down on you with a horny grin, his member throbbing, and he pushes at you, making you shimmy backwards until you are in the middle of the bed with plenty of room.
He grunts as he moves around, his heavy weight making the bed creak, his tail whipping back and forth as sits his knees on either side of your chest, hemming you in, his muscular asscheeks getting closer to your face.
"Lick me out, Joshua," his voice is shaking slightly and his pucker clenches a couple of times as he sits further down while you instinctively move your muzzle upwards.
(link:"Rim him")[He groans out as your tongue makes contact and something snaps in your mind as you take in the deep and rich ass-musk of the muscular male.
He's not dirty back there, ostensibly cleaned out well by the young ratboy, but the taste is intense and the smell of //ass// makes your whiskers twitch and your heart hammer as you begin to devour his hole with your tongue. You let the dextrous organ trail the sides of his buttcheeks, and then poke at his hole, sampling the taste that gets more bitter the harder you attempt to thrust it inside his sweaty anus.
"Fuck.... That's good...." Uncle Tony grinds his ass from side to side, embedding your snout deep, pushing your tongue further inside until you feel something hard and slimy on the inside.
Stronger tastes begin to dissolve on your tongue. You are really getting his shit into your mouth now!
And you cock just throbs all the harder.
"I'm gonna push out a little. I know you're a novice, we'll take it easy for your first time with me, just put your head on the mattress and relax."
[[Your uncle shits in your mouth->SoftJoshuaFeeder]]]The big rat makes the bed creak as he lifts himself up a little, allowing you stare at his spit-shined pucker as it winks and begins to bulge out a little.
"Start out by licking it out, bit by bit." Your uncle commands.
Hesitantly, heart hammering, cock throbbing with need, you push your tongue against the hint of brown between his tailstar and an explosion of nasty flavours impact your senses.
The small amount of mess smears over your tongue, sticks to the roof of your mouth and then just kind of //sits// there, not nearly enough pushed out to give you more than a taste.
Tony grunts and pushes out again, and you dive your muzzle in, licking and slurping, small bits of shit getting into your mouth, sticking on your teeth, the rancid flavour enough to make you gag.
Your uncle lifts up and leans forward, his paw grasping your trembling erection, and he expertly manipulates your foreskin over and off your dickhead, causing surges of pleasure to radiate through your body. It's enough to make you properly chew, the small bits of feces soft and slimy and easy to break apart.
"That's a good boy. Now swallow."
(link:"Swallow the small amount of mess")[It's like the sensation when on a tall diving board, the world blurring, everything inside you telling you to *stop*.
It's only the wonderful feeling of being pawed off that allows you to jump out and actually try to swallow the nasty muck.
The sound is wretched, everything in your body resisting, only your own perversion and nasty lust allowing you to commit and then swallow the shit down, your stomach tensing up and hurting before the mess has even travelled down your gullet.
"Good boy!" Tony paws you off even faster and sits his ass downwards again, and your muzzle is instantly there, something having clicked in your mind.
Another squeeze and another few bits of nasty morsels enter your mouth and you swallow them without even chewing them, the pieces small and slimy enough for that.
As you keep on licking with no hesitation, your uncle groans and pushes just that harder, and a proper turd begins to exit his tailhole.
[[Catch it in your mouth->SoftEater]]]The slimy turd is squeezed by his tailhole and pinched off, with just a few inches of the stool actually plopping into your mouth, the rest swallowed up by his body again.
It's weight is surprising as it lands on your tongue and slides towards the back of your mouth and you are certain that this cannot be swallowed without actually chewing it.
(link:"Chew the shit")[When you bite down, the revolting flavours hammer your tongue, while the strange texture between your teeth makes you gag.
The bed creaks and your uncle sits himself besides you, his paw still stroking you, eyes hungry for the sight of his favorite nephew eating his shit.
Somehow this makes you squirm, blush and look away, the filthy sight incredibly emberassing.
"Look at me while you chew. Mouth open. Let me see it!"
You cannot disobey a direct command, and feel almost teary with humiliation as you face him again, the big man stroking his fat cock to the sight of his muck in your mouth.
He squeezes your member for effect, and you gurgle and begin to chew it properly, the mess absolutely the most disgusting taste you've ever experienced.
And yet it makes your whole body surge with electricity and your cock jumps in his paw, your hips lifting off to hump at it.
More of the shit is dissolved, until the whole turd has been made into a putrid paste.
"Fuck yeah.... Good boy.... Now swallow it, just a little at a time!"
(link:"Swallow the mushed-up turd")[The volume of the nasty stuff in your mouth is nothing like the tiny bits you swallowed earlier. You use your tongue to break a little chunk off to get to the back of your mouth and then you swallow.
As the slimy mass travels down your throat, you instantly gag and open your mouth, panting with your brown tongue out between your stained lips.
"Just like that, Joshua, nice and easy..." Tony rubs you faster, full strokes now that overrides the horrid sensation of the shit in your mouth and its vile taste.
You gurgle as you try swallowing down another small piece, barely gagging this time, as you make sure to calm yourself even as your hips are rocking off the latex sheet, humping against your uncle's paw.
Small swallow after small swallow, panting and gurgling, your whole body electrified, your tail wiggling and your whiskers twitching, your nutsack drawing up against your body, member spasming from the big rat's expert handjob.
"Fuck yeah, that's it!" You look at him, seeing how he's jerking himself off at the sight of your debasement, eyes glittering with depraved lust.
You stick out your tongue, showing off the last bit of muck and then scoop it to the back of your mouth, getting ready to swallow it.
This is the biggest chunk your have attempted so far and your uncle paws you off at lightning speed, his whole body rocking as he's quickening the pace of his own masturbation.
You feel the first squirt and then you swallow, gasping and gagging and groaning as your member shoots its load all over your body and Tony's paw, the piece of shit travelling down into your stomach almost forgotten.
Then you hunch forward as the orgasm truly hits you, more heavy squirts arching through the air.
Tony grunts and erratic shots of rodent semen spray out his cock to impact your chest and your muzzle. It feels right to open wide and lean forward, engulfing his prick with your soiled lips, allowing him to shoot the rest of his load into your dirty orifice.
The potent musk of his rodent mancum permeates your senses and you swallow down his semen with relish, washing it around in your tongue, the scents and tastes attempting to overcome the rancid bitterness of his shit.
[[Come down->SoftEaterEnder]]]]His slowing strokes on your member become uncomfortable and you push at his paw, the burly rat letting go, lifting it to sample your cum, sticking out his tongue lewdly as he tastes his nephew.
The cock in your mouth slowly softens, though not before what feels like an ocean of cum has washed over your tongue, his rodent nutsack showing its potency.
You let your head fall backwards and heave in deep breaths, the whole thing overwhelming.
Eating shit. Your uncle's shit.
Christ.
A burp makes it up from your stomach, surprisingly loud and belchy and you suddenly feel very green, stomach cramping from it all.
"Just swallow and swallow and keep swallowing. It will pass." Tony says, getting down to lie besides you, stroking your headfur, gently tugging at your ears.
Even doing as he says, the reality of the situation overcomes you, the sensation of grit between your teeth, the small bits and bobs still in your mouth, your softening cock not enough to overcome your body's natural instincts.
You scrunch up your eyes, stifling a harsh gag, curling up, and suddenly you are airborne, bed creaking as your uncle scoops you up and carries you to the shower.
He turns on the water and points the nozzle directly at your mouth.
"Rinse."
(link:"Open your mouth and let him wash you")[The warm water enters your mouth and begins to dissolve the muck bit by bit. The big rat takes his time with it, using his paw to clean off stains on your lips and chin, ordering you to gargle the water again and again.
He hands you the nozzle and then procures guest toothbrush, brushing your teeth, a sudden childhood memory revealing itself, the big man doing much the same for your toddler self.
It feels.... comforting to have him take care of you and you begin to murr a little as he lathers up your fur, letting you keep brushing, until the only taste and smell of his shit is the one wafting up from your stomach which eventually stops cramping.
The burps are still vile though, but you manage.
After drying up, you head out the restroom again, and Tony just rips the latex sheet off, letting it crackle on the floor as you both yawn deeply and settle in.
He insists on you being the little spoon, although he complains good-naturedly about your foul, occasional burping.
With his big arm draped around you, sleep comes easily, one last foul burp tickling your nostrils before you drift off
[[You fall asleep->SoftEaterSleepr]]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]]The swishy receptionist gives you a smile, and your member hardens as you envision how his tailhole is gonna look wrapped around your cock.
"Lead the way!" You say to him, smiling widely, the swishy teen following your command and heading into the hotel room. You give his kimono-covered rump a spank as he passes you and he emits a high-pitched whine, shooting you a lewd glance with his amber-coloured eyes.
Inside, you take brief moment to check out the room. It is fitted as a regular hotel room, king size bed, two tables on either side and a closet, your paws standing on a plush, white carpet. To your right is the door to the restroom.
Aiden takes position with his paws behind his back, standing straight, as if anticipating a command.
"So... What happens next?" You ask him.
"Well... I love being ordered around, even if your uncle rarely lets me indulge myself like he did tonight.." At that he reaches back and pats his backside, a slight wince appearing on his features. ".. He says I'm too valuable to risk hurting. You can use my muzzle as you want, fuck me as you want, or maybe..."
At that he looks away, blushing even harder, his kimono sporting a nice tent now.
(link:"\"Maybe what?\"")[Your voice takes on the tone of command, snapping at the teenager, and his amber eyes stare directly at yours. There's another throb underneath his kimono as his member pulses.
"Or maybe you can use your paws on me. Spank me. Maybe punch me. There's also a small selection of tools underneath the bed you can use on me if you want."
At this, his voice practically oozes submissiveness, his blush so deep it looks crimson.
[[You just want to fuck him. Order him on his knees so he can suck you off first->AidenFucker]]
[[You wish to punish this subby fox. Order him to show you the tools->AidenPunish]]]With a very lewd slurp you spit out his heavy orbs, opting to lick on their underside, worming your snout deeper, licking where the ballskin ends and his taint begins.
His heavy sack is resting on your nose, but the scents grow darker in tone, the special smell of ass getting more prominent as you dig further down, letting your tongue lap at his underside, getting close to his sphincter, but not able to reach it due to the position.
"Not like that, musk-slut," your uncle says with a grin as he steps away, turning on the spot, and spreading his thick buttcheeks out, "here! Now get that tongue up my ass!"
(link:"Rim him")[You crawl in and put your paws on his tree-trunk like legs, getting your snout closer to his ass-crack.
It feels wrong and dirty and //perverted// to see your burly uncle revealing himself like this to you, but your gaze is drawn to his rosy sphincter, which looks tight and closed despite his large stature.
As you get even closer, his heavy musk fills your nose even further, making your whiskers twitch and you cock to strain against your kimono, and you finally move your muzzle in position between his thick butt-cheeks, huffing directly at his pucker which winks a couple of times as your warm breaths tickle it.
There's a pit in your stomach as you lean in with your tongue out, almost recoiling when it makes contact with his sweaty hole, but the lack of bad tastes spur you on and you let your entire maw envelop his crack while your tongue makes passes over his tailhole.
That furless apppendage is whipping back and forth above you, ruffling your headfur and your ears on each swipe as you get more into it. Rich and earthy flavours fill your tastebuds as you eat out the older man and your cock spasms all the while, the submission of this act lighting fireworks in your brain.
(link:"\"Stick your tongue in. And put a paw on my cock while you're at it!\"")[As soon as the command leaves your uncle's mouth, you whine out and dig your tongue as deeply inside his musky pucker as possible, straining your mouth to obey his command to the utmost, while you extend your paw underneath to grab his thick cock in an underhand grip.
He murrs and pushes back, penetrating himself on your face, while you slowly stroke him off, wet and raunchy squelches and moans filling the air as you degrade yourself like that.
Your uncle...
His ass...
Your mouth....
You whimper and drill your tongue inside him, stroking him faster and faster, and he groans out, shivering, his cock trembling and surging in your paw.
"Fuck! Stop! Joshua, I'm about to cum!"
You let go of his cock, noting how slimy your pawpads have gotten, but keep up penetrating his rear with your tongue, until his broad paws push at your head while he steps forward.
Tony turns around, his cock surging angrily, all its veins popping out like it's a bodybuilder competition, his eyes lidded with lust, his grin depraved.
"Get on the bed, boy."
[[You shiver as you climb the bed->SoftTonyFucker]]]]//"How does he want me. What position should I take?"//
The questions barge through your anxious mind as you climb the bed. Taking the safest route, you opt to get on your elbows and knees, rodent tail sticking straight up and shivering as you look back over your shoulder.
Tony laughs out. Deep and bellowing laughs that come from the bottom of his stomach.
He climbs the bed while you blush, feeling your ears splay back, and he swats your backside playfully.
"Get on your back," he instructs you, pulling at your thigh to get you into the position he wants.
You cover your mouth with your paws, feeling almost bashful as he rears up, towering over you, his thick cock drooling precum that spatters down on your crotch. You feel emberassed by your own size, wishing you could shift your thighs up to cover it, but your uncle swats your legs away, keeping his body on the insides of your spread legs.
He then pulls back and leans down and you tense up as you see his mouth nearing your cock. It twitches mightily and he catches it midswing, taking the entire length with a satisfied slurp.
You grab his head, more precisely his ears, and hang on for dear life as he sucks you off with gusto, humming all the while, his tongue dancing on your cockhead, underneath your foreskin, along your shaft, getting your member absolutely drenched in his saliva.
He hums more insistently, speeding up, and your paws clutch his rat ears tightly as he brings you very, //very// close to an orgasm.
Then he pulls off, gives you a lewd smile and wipes his mouth.
"God I've wanted to taste that for years..." His voice trails off as he leans his body back, cock standing even more to attention than before.
"But first I want a taste of that ass.."
(link:"He grabs you by your knees and hoists your hips off the bed")[You meep out as he dives down, your hips rotated, tail lifted off the bed, and he plants a few wet kisses on your buttocks before he aims between them and sticks his snout between your buns and lick at your ass.
The sensation makes chills run up your spine. He is servicing you, but in a manner that is highly dominant as well as being efficient. You have to adjust to this sensation before the pleasure truly takes hold, the feeling of his tongue //inside// you something you will never forget, and then it's all over.
He licks his lips again and smiles down at you, letting go of your legs but motioning for you to keep them up.
Then, he sucks on a couple of his fingers, getting them nice and drippy with saliva and he reaches down for your tailhole.
[[Grab your knees and hold yourself open for the fingering->TonyFinger]]]He looks at you, at how you hold your knees, keeping yourself spread open for him, and his smile widens to a horny grin. He shuffles forward and pokes at your entrance with one finger, slowly slipping the digit inside.
You moan out from the penetration, already wanting more, but Tony keeps it slow, gently pushing in and out, frequently pulling the finger out to lather it with more spit.
Then his gaze shifts to the right and he crawls over to the night table, returning with the bottle of lube that stands there.
Now he lathers up two fingers with the slick goop and you mewl, your backside shifting from side to side as he penetrates you with them, just a little harder than before, just a little faster than before. He pulls out, re-applies the lube, and pushes in again, this time snaking his paw clockwise to counter-clockwise and back again, the strange stretching making you clench your paws and whimper.
He twists his paw yet again and this times does something with his fingers, poking them directly at your prostate, and you whine with need as your uncut cock sprays precum over your trembling stomach.
Your uncle pulls out, shifts closer and then reaches forward, putting his fingers into your mouth.
The taste of your ass is there, as is the strange, chemical taste of the lube, but what really fills your mind is how //raunchy// this all is. The fingers just up your butthole now grinding against your tongue.
Still, you suckle on them like a toddler, mewling out in horniness, your uncle smiling approvingly as he gets back and applies some more lube, this time presenting three fingers to your rectum.
(link:"Cry out")[Your moan is loud and fills the room as he slowly sinks the three digits inside you, the stretch enough to cause a burn, but also a very delicious sensation of fullness, and you keep your knees up, gripping them tightly, allowing him to do what he likes.
And what you like.
A firm shove embeds them up to the knuckles and you cry out again, scrunching up your eyes from the heavy stretch, panting rapidly as you try to adjust.
He applies more lube while the fingers are still inside, pumping them in and out, wet squelches accompanying your girly vocalizations.
"I think you're ready..." He wipes his fingers on your stomach fur and then shuffles in, taking a hold of your ankles, keeping your legs up so that you can let go.
[[Tony penetrates you->SoftTonyFucked]]]His fat cock slides along the cleft of your rump a couple of times, smearing you with his preseed, pushing against your well-lubed pucker in a tantalizing way.
Eventually, he gets the angle right and pushes with intent, slowly working his cockhead inside until you gasp and he groans as it squelches as it crests your sphincter.
You feel the warmth and the throbbing and the squirts of precum, all sensations that make you murr as he puts more of his cock in, driving his hips forward ever-so-slowly, eyes locked with yours. When the stretch becomes too much, you schrunch up your eyes and he halts on the spot, his member twitching inside you.
"Gonna take it nice and slowwwwww...."
He pulls back an inch, then pushes in, pulls back and pushes in, a gentle rocking motion that doesn't hurt //too// much and you relax enough to allow yourself to fully enjoy the sensation of your uncle's fat cock lodged up your backside.
His eyes are still locked to your face when you open yours again and you give him a wan smile, grimacing as he rocks just a bit harder, more of his shaft sliding in, his strokes becoming longer and more.... firm.
As your tailhole begins to accept the intrusion, he can penetrate you deeper, and you begin to whine everytime his cock brushes against your prostate, your member shooting preseed on repeat as he speeds up further, emboldened by your physical responses to his fucking.
(link:"He pushes your legs further back")[The burly rat shuffles forward and pushes your legs further back, his big mittens gripping your ankles harder, his thrusts going deeper.
The gold chain around his neck rattles slightly as he picks up speed, getting to the point where his knees lift off the sheets and his footpaws connect his legs to the bed.
You feel squeezed, trapped, dominated by this hunk of a man as the shadow from his body falls over you, the big rat bending your legs further back until you feel a soreness running down your spine from the stretch.
Still, each heavy pounding rams into your prostate, and even as your breath turns wheezy, your whimpers grow in volume. You cast your head from side to side in this fantastical mixture of pleasure and discomfort as his girth fill you up again and again, your cock feeling like lightning is streaking through it, your prostate almost getting sore.
Suddenly, he pushes even harder, fully bottoming out, his meat spearing your deepest insides. Ligaments pop as he bends your ankles and his face is right in front of yours.
Tony's lips meet yours in a deep and lustful kiss, his cock for the minute just resting inside you, throbbing and pulsing.
"You taste like my ass!" He says playfully as he pulls back with a slurp, crinkling his nose in an exaggerated manner.
"And you smell like mine!" You shoot back, voice reedy from the pressure he's putting on your lungs in this position.
"Don't wanna shoot in you like this... Hang on.."
[[Your uncle grabs your arms->TonySitFuck]]]You almost scream in surprise as he pulls at you, letting himself rest back on his knees, your rump smacking hard on his thighs, his cock prodding your insides in a new and wonderful manner.
"Put your legs around my waist."
You comply, and you are now sitting on his lap, as it were, legs embracing his waist, your arms reaching up to hold on to his sweat-slickened shoulders.
"Just hold on, I'll do the rest," your uncle says as he grabs your buttocks, shuffling his legs out to stabilize his position.
It's only the vast difference in body weight and strength that allows him to fuck you like this, and you love him all the more for it, as his biceps bulge out as they lift you up, before dropping you down with a wet squelsh only to repeat the process.
You kiss him, his face is right there, what else is there to do? And he reciprocates, grunting into your mouth even as his thick tongue dances and dominates your own.
It quickly occours to you that you can help out, and you begin to lift in tandem to his own lifting, using both your paws on his shoulders as well as your legs muscles to haul yourself up and down, spearing yourself on his girthy prick, moaning into his mouth as you are so deeply penetrated on each plunge.
All the while your cock is grinding against the fur on his stomach, the fat of his belly cushioning your member, skin there growing more slick with your preseed.
"G-God I've been wanting this for years..." He groans into your mouth as he hauls you up and down more forcefully to the point where it's almost painful everytime you take him to the hilt.
Still, his raunchy words causes you to whimper in arousal, and you squeeze his shoulders harder, aiding him in fucking you as fast and as hard as he wants.
(link:"Cum")[Not only is your cock stimulated by grinding over his warm stomach, but your prostate is absolutely demolished by each hard plunge onto his crotch, and you feel intense heat and arousal surge out from that button inside your ass, causing you to whimper and moan into your uncle's mouth.
The burly rat moans back and rams you down ever harder, his voice sounding as needy as your own and it's more than enough to finally push you over the edge.
Like a rodent toddler, you //squeak// into his mouth, again and again vocalizing your orgasm in a high-pitched voice, his tongue travelling deep inside your muzzle, his cock trembling inside you and surging, growing even bigger as he moans out from the sensation of your clenching pucker.
Just as you semen now spurts out to be ground into his stomach fur, Tony's cock erupts inside your ass with enough force that you feel his semen filling you, heavy throbs that paint your insides white with his cum.
Your strength fails you in the afterthroes of your orgasm, sphincter feeling evermore sore, but he keeps on lifting you up, the scent of his sweat filling the air as he goes above and beyond, cramming you hard against his crotch for what feels like minutes as he uses your battered tailhole to extract every last dollop of semen from his hefty balls.
Just as you are about to whine properly and ask him to stop, he lets you rest, still embedded, and both of you pant deeply, breaking the kiss, nuzzling your noses against each other for a nice long while, until you emit a loud yawn, suddenly feeling the combined activities of the whole day crashing into your body all at once.
Tony grins and gives you a peck on your lips, before he leans his body back, somehow rotating his legs for purchase, moving about and crashing with his back first into the bed again, the springs creaking loudly from your combined weight.
You meep out from the sensation of his cock dangling about inside you, still hard and throbbing and you don't protest when he pushes you down until your head is resting on his thick chest.
You let yourself go limp, already feeling drool pooling out on his chestfur, letting your legs splay out and dangle down to touch the bed, while his erection remains inside you.
"Fuck I don't care if I have to fuck you again while you are sleeping, I never want to take my cock out!" Your uncle says, reaching to ruffle your headfur, only getting a drowzy murr in return.
His hips slowly gyrate, but gently enough that you don't fall off his big body, and you fall asleep with a soft ache in your rear while your hard cock grinds about on his cum-slickened belly.
[[Fall asleep->STE]]]GAME OVER
[[Restart Game->Untitled Passage]](if:visits <= 2)[(if:visits <= 1)[You head through the crimson door that bears the number 10 in black letters.
Behind it is a short corridor whose walls break with most of the themes you have seen so far. Here we have Roman mosaics depicting males and females alike coupling, some of them in pairs, others in orgies.
The door at the end of the corridor has the stylized images of the masks of Tragedy and Comedy, although the faces are changed so it looks a lot more like Pain and Pleasure.
(link:"Enter the room")[You push open the door and the first thing you see is the two cubs facing each other. Then you quickly cast your eyes around.
The floor is soft, padded leather that is utterly black, with the Roman mosaics continuing on the walls all around crafted in dark and light reds. There is a bed with a crimson sheet covering it. In front of the bed, facing one another, is the white-furred rodent whom the gimp named as Janus and the black-furred feline who is called Bella.
Naked as the day they were born, their arms and legs have been cuffed with black leather, which has been pulled by thin chains that spread their bodies in two X's. The boycub's humanoid member is strutting proudly, glinting slightly in the warm air, and you can see just a hint of wet on the black kitten's sex.
Their necks almost crackle as they both look to the side where you have entered, the white fur of Janus making his blush readily apparent. His member quickly softens now that you have entered the room.
(link:"Molest Janus")[Something draws you to the albino rat. Maybe it's his piercing red eyes, or his taut physique. Maybe it's the structure of his face, a delicate mix of boyishness and the growth of adolescence.
Simply put, the cub is handsome, beautiful even. Your paw is trembling as you step between him and his girlfriend, and you almost hiss with lust as it makes contact with his chest.
"H-Hey. Stop touching me!" Janus complains, his voice cracking from deep'ish to boyish.
You pay him no heed, feeling the heat of the alcohol you have consumed and your own growing lust as you let your palm trail from the center of his chest all the way down to his soft, white pubic fur, before aligning it so that your fingertips rub the opposite way all the way up to his throat, sliding your digits into the hollow of his throat, before letting your thumbs and index finger wrap around, constraining his breathing //just// a little bit. He tenses up as his breath begins to wheeze and you feel the fast *thump-thump* of his panicked heart.
(link:"Let off and go for his groin")[For just a few moments you constrict him a bit harder, and a panicked look comes into his red eyes. Then you let off, letting your paw trail all the way down his chest and abdomen, marveling in the softness of his white fur. Your rodent tail whips back and forth as you feel another surge of arousal as you get to the soft flesh of his pubic mound and then you grab his prick, which is fully soft now.
After throwing a look over your shoulder, giving Janus' girlfriend a playful wink, you begin to properly molest him, groping his length, massaging his nutsack, eventually using a paw on either, coaxing out his erection. His scent begins to waft up, even if it is mostly obscured by a recent shower, you can still smell his developing potency as his member hardens in your grasp.
It's like holding a rainworm and feeling it grow and throb into a proper manhood, even if it has boyish proportitions
[[Give the girlcub a show->JanusFirstMolest]]]]]]
(if:visits >= 2)[You head through the crimson door that bears the number 10 in black letters.
Behind it is a short corridor whose walls break with most of the themes you have seen so far. Here we have Roman mosaics depicting males and females alike coupling, some of them in pairs, others in orgies.
The door at the end of the corridor has the stylized images of the masks of Tragedy and Comedy, although the faces are changed so it looks a lot more like Pain and Pleasure.
You enter the room where you raped Janus and he is still hanging there, chains softly glinting in the light, his half-long headfur obscuring his facial features. There is a tiny pool of semen and blood on the floor underneath his bondaged form. His blood. Your semen.
Opposite the youth, his arms and legs an X, is his young girlfriend, the black kitten Bella. Her form is not quite developed, although her chest has mounds and you have seen the juices of arousal dripping from her sex. Her head snaps up, green eyes staring at yours, her tail whipping back and forth and her ears splaying back.
"No..." She whimpers and her word brings Janus out of his torpor, the cub's red eyes following you as you saunter close.
"I promised that you would be next!" You declare, disrobing quickly, your member throbbing as it rises to the occasion, your cheeks flushed as you imagine ravishing the virginal girl.
"Don't!" Janus cries out sharply, his tone a mixture of defiance and rage. A spunky boy! His attitude have the heat rise even further in your body and you decide to make a game out of it, stepping close to the black girlcub, circling her, letting your paw trails across her body. She giggles despite herself as you let your digits caress her armpits, then her side, then the undersides of her buttocks, keeping your touching almost chaste, before you step in.
Leading with your naked knee, you //grind// it into her cunt, making her squeal from the slap of the impact and the immense pressure of your stronger form. Her bondage has her standing in an X and she is powerless to deny you as you grab her headfur, pull it harshly and lean in for a sloppy kiss. She whines around your lips, but you growl once, then twice, yanking her head from side to side painfully, letting her know you are in control.
At that she understands and gives in, her lips pursing, even her tongue unwittingly joining in on the action. You hum to yourself, rubbing your knee up and down her pussy while you twist your body subtly, looking out of the corner of your eye, making sure Janus sees you with his paramour.
The boy's almost snarling with rage, but there's nothing either of them can do as you sloppily kiss with the twelve-year-old, her whimpers letting both males in the room know that a reaction is forming inside her body.
You pull back, a strand of saliva extending then snapping, your knee slightly moist.
"What a fucking slut." You state, reaching for her pussy, rubbing two fingers along her slit before sniffing her juices of arousal.
[[Tease Janus->JanusSecondMolest]]]]
(if:visits >= 3)[You enter the room where you molested and raped the white ratboy Janus and his young girlfriend Bella.
Heading over to where you raped him, you see the spatters of cum from his juvenile cock that erupted as you raped his ass. Going a couple steps over, you note the mix of semen and blood, your semen, his blood, where his torn sphincter failed to hold your load inside.
You smile cruelly as you touch the dangling chains that held him, of the boycub and his paramour there is no trace other than what they left behind.
At that thought you head over to the where Bella had been held. The twelve-year old blackfurred kitten had resisted your advances, but cuffed and chained as she was, you were easily capable of claiming her maidenhood, forcing Janus to watch from a front seat row, kneeling right besides where you did the deed.
Your knees thud gently into the padded floor and you sniff the pool of female and male fluids there, Bella's juices of arousal mixed with the blood from her torn hymen and the spatters of rodent seed you shot deep within her womb.
Almost like a dog you clamber the bed, sniffing some more, getting in the cubs' sweat and their arousal, boymusk and girlmusk mixing, the sheets still damp from where you forced them to couple while you raped Janus from behind.
Your memories has your cock hard, if a bit sore by now, but with the cubs whisked away there is nothing more for you here, and you leave the room.
[[Leave->B]]]
"Please s-stop touching me..." Janus begs, his blush deep, his ears splayed flat.
There are tears in his red eyes, but you pay them no heed as you step to the side, showing off his boyhood to the girl. She looks away in shame, but you can see her eyes constantly flickering, looking at you molesting her boyfriend.
"It's a shame it isn't her touching you. Don't you think?" You tease the white-furred rodent as you step fully around, pressing your groin against the cleft of his rump.
In this position, it is clear that you have a couple of years and a few dozen pounds of muscle on the boy. With one paw wrapping around his chest, pinching at his nipples, making him squirm and gasp and whine, your other paw continues to molest his prick which remains stubbornly hard despite his complaints.
Bella, his 12-year-old girlfriend, constantly tries to keep looking away, but her eyes, striking green, continue to flicker back as you masturbate him with practiced efficiency.
His scent is growing stronger now that you are stroking him fully, especially when you occasionally opt to play with his glans, digging your finger along its moist confines. Bella's whiskers twitch as they take in the forbidden scent and you see a drop of female arousal appear to drip down from her pussy.
"Please..." Janus mutters as you squeeze your pelvis //hard// against his rump, letting him feel your throbbing manhood under his naked tail as you stroke him faster, beginning a bit of a hump yourself. Your other paw latches on to one of his nipples and twist it and he squeals out, his boyish voice high and true, the girl turning her head to look at him directly from the emberassing exclamation.
(link:"Deny him his climax")[You rub him faster and Janus looks down at the floor, unable to meet Bella's gaze. His breathing grows more heavy and you pinch his nibbles just a bit more gently, alternating from one to the other while the slick sounds of your masturbation fills the air.
He pants and his cock squelches, he moans and you groan into his ear as you hump against his backside, you look at his paramour and she stares at his crotch, her nostrils flaring as she takes in his scent.
His breathing goes ever deeper and he begins to hump into your paw and at //just// the right point you let go, pinching his nipple as hard as you can while your other paw grab his developing pouch and crush it in a vice-like grip.
(link:"Janus howls")[Almost like a feral cat, the boy yowls in pain, his head thrashing from side to side, the chains binding him rattling. Bella's eyes are as wide as saucers as your grip on his stones and your cruelly pinching fingers deny the cub his orgasm. Janus then screams out as your squeeze even harder, trashing about, causing the back of his head to impact your chin which dazes you for a second, causing you to stagger a couple of steps away from the crying boy.
Your crack your neck from side to side, there is no lasting damage or pain, and you circle around to see the fruits of your labour. Janus' head is hanging. His headfur is somewhat long and obscures his face, and you see his nipples are engorged and slightly red. The same goes for his pouch, which is slowly inflating again, throbbing harder than his dick which is in full retreat, Already almost entirely soft..
(link:"Molest his girlfriend a little")[Leaving Janus a moment to rest, you saunter over to the black kitten, whose green eyes follow you warily.
Your paw bears the white rodent's scent and you present your digits in front of her, the girlcub unwittingly flaring her nostrils and taking in the arousal. Despite their captivity and bondage, his scent is enough to make her eyes roll to the back of their sockets and she almost //whimpers// when you put your paw on her chest, right at her budding, right breast.
"Don't touch her!" Janus growls, doing his utmost to sound menacing. Instead you grope her developing tits, one after the other, while you stand a bit to the side to allow him a full view of your molestation.
"You fucker!" He shakes in his cuffs, the chains dangling, and Bella whimpers loudly as you squeeze and tug at what will soon be a proper bosom, but which is now just slight lumps on her black-furred chest.
"Just enjoy the show.." You mutter, feeling the heat of the alcohol and of your own arousal, which strains against your kimono. The girl's fur is soft, plush, inviting. Your paw is nestled into it as you let it trail down her abdomen which holds just slightly more fat than Janus'. With care, you let your digits trail from her pubic mound and out, letting your paw wrap around her hip, before squeezing her rump. She squeals and you then step in, grinding your crotch against hers. Janus growls some more, but the warm sensation of the black kitten is enough to make you moan out and you give a buckle of your hips, cocktip almost entering her slick entrance despite the kimono in-between.
[[Time to undress->JFMUndress]]]]]All the action has you riled up and it is finally time to get your kimono off. With a flourish you undo the belt and throw it off, the garment landing with almost a whisper, your uncut cock bobbing in the air, both cubs unwittingly focusing on your engorged member.
Despite having just pushed it against the virgin girl, it is Janus with his pristine white fur and concerned red eyes that draw you in. Huffing, nostrils flaring as your own scent is allowed free, you step close to him, leaning in, getting your mouth close to his splayed-back ear.
"Gonna get this up your ass before I plow your girlfriend..." You rumble, Janus freezing up from the threat. You then turn, your naked tail whipping about, grazing his crotch as you go over to Bella, her green eyes almost locked on your member, which is easily twice the size of the rodent's.
"Once I've raped his ass, I'm taking your virginity..." You whisper into her ear, which flutters in agitation, tears running from her eyes. She tenses up and squeaks out almost like a mouse as you let a finger trail her snatch, her glistening juices sticking to it.
Almost in a rush, you head over to Janus, presenting the glistening digit to his face. He recoils, but bound as he is, he can only move so far away, and you rub Bella's juices against his snout, ensuring that he's forced to take in the scent of her arousal.
(link:"Get behind him")[Wanting to give the black-coated feline a show, you step behind Janus, his chains rattling as he tries to avoid your prying fingers as you let them drag across his ribcage, then under his arm, before you wrap both arms around his body. In this position you are almost a head taller, and you set your cheek against his skull, staring directly at the girlcub as you squeeze your precum-slickened member against the cleft of his white-furred rump.
His buttocks tense up, but you are not nearly ready to breach him, instead rubbing your cockhead up and down his crack while your paws go for his chest and crotch, squeezing nipples and rummaging with his half-hard member. In fact, Bella's scent already have him half-hard again and he whimpers in denial as his uncut dick surges to full mast.
"Look at your girl, Janus, imagine how her mouth would feel on your cock, how her wet pussy would clench around your manhood..." You tease him, stroking him ever faster. With your heads touching, his shake of denial is muted, and you note that he keeps looking at Bella whose eyes are focused on his crotch and his glistening member being toyed with.
You gyrate your hips gently, feeling his crack growing more slick with your pre-seed, his pucker slowly but surely yielding, but it is still not time to penetrate him.
(link:"Jerk him to completion")["Please... Stop..." Janus whimpers, grinding his head upwards, his tears making your chinfur wet.
Instead you speed up, the lewd squelches of your masturbation filling the room, his breathing growing more rapid, his tremors intensifying.
"Once you cum, I'm gonna fuck you..." He shakes his head some more, but there is no helping the betrayal of his body as you roll and pinch his nipples with one paw while the other masturbates him with the intimacy and skill only another male can provide.
"Keep looking at her..." You cast up your own eyes, momentarily enraptured by the sight of his dick in your paw, and notice how Bella is blushing, huffing for breath, a string of female arousal slowly dripping from her pussy to the padded floor.
Now the squelches are rapid and your arm begins to burn. He //does// try to resist, this beautiful youth, but his hips begin to buckle of their own accord as he gets near his climax.
You almost want to stop as you did before, tormenting him with a denied orgasm, but you let him crash through it instead, his boyish voice rising to the ceiling as he shoots his load, rope after rope of juvenile semen flying out to spatter against the black floor.
Huffing, still jerking him off, you take a glance at Bella and note how her eyes are wide, her chains rattling, her thighs attempting to rub against one another in her own little space of arousal.
It is time.
[[Rape him->JFMRape]]]]His body is clenching up, he's still shooting, his head is still rearing back in the throes of his climax, and //now// is the time where your paw around his chest goes behind, grabbing your member, aligning your cockhead with his pucker.
"NO!" He shouts in panic as euphoria is replaced with pain. Your member pops inside and you buckle your hips, precum aiding your entrance. His boyish voice is elevated to a girlish squeal as your push almost your entire length inside after only a dozen thrusts, his tailhole struggling to accept your girth even if you are mercifully not fully grown yet.
And still you keep jerking him off, what must now feel like a chafing, overstimulating sensation just adds to his torment as you slam your pelvis against his buttocks, your other paw reaching for his neck, almost strangling him, forcing his gaze forward, to observe the girlcub watching the action.
Bella's eyes are wide as saucers as her boyfriend is raped, and you see her lips tremble everytime you bottom out, hitting the boy's pleasure spot deep inside, Janus crying and moaning as the mix of pain and pleasure and overstimulation has his boyish voice stay in an almost castrati-level of tone.
(link:"Speed up your masturbation")[He is still hard, and you jerk him off much faster than you fuck him.
Whereas you keep your thrusts long and //powerful//, each stroke hard enough to make his buttocks smack in what must be a resounding sting, your tired arm is a blur as you want to have him climax before you, just to add to the humiliation of it all.
"Please!"
*Smack!*
A deep whimper.
*Smack!*
"It..."
*Smack!*
"Hurts..."
*Smack!*
You disregard his pleas, keeping your fucking harsh and your stroking fast, the white-furred rodent soon getting close to another forced orgasm due to your ministrations.
(link:"He climaxes again")[Janus' yowl this time is much more desperate and much less one of pleasure. It is one of release. Of need. Of a hope to get it over with. His insides spasm and clench against your turgid member as fresh ropes of juvenile semen fly out.
Only now do you let your self speed up. Your rodent nutsack swings from the rapidity of your thrusts, the heavily-laden orbs smacking against his spent pouch, your member breaching ever further inside with loud and lewd squelches and squeals. It is your turn to groan out in pleasure as the depravity and intensity of it all has you close to the edge, and your paw on his cock grips it tightly, while your other paw grabs his little pouch.
You squeeze and you crush, Janus convulsing. A primal urge takes you and you bite down on where his neck meets his shoulder, hard enough to taste blood, hard enough to keep him in place as he emits a high-pitched scream as you buckle harshly, shooting your load deeply inside his rectum. The crush of his genitals has him tighten up more than when you entered him initially, and his sphincter milks your cock, rodent nutsack working overtime to shoot rope after rope inside this screaming boy.
[[Pull out->JFMDone]]]]You shudder against his smaller form, all thoughts forgotten as your climax comes to an end, and then you release his neck, the iron of his blood tainting your lips.
With a devious smile you look at Bella, whose face is a mix of revulsion and dread. Licking your lips, you rear back, looking down Janus' spine, his twitching tail which you grab to keep out of the way as you pull out his raped anus.
A gush of semen, sprinkled with pink and frothy blood, spatters down to the black floor, Janus' knees buckling, his whimpers weak and muted. The chains rattle as the cuffs on his wrists take the majority of his weight and his head hangs down as his abused member retreats into softness, while his reddened pouch throbs and begins to inflame ever-so-slightly from the bruising you have administered.
Over at the entrance to the room is a small table with a packet of wet wipes. You clean off your spent cock, then retrive your kimono and put it on. Spent for now.
Before you leave, you walk past the white-furred rat and give his rump a smack, Janus still coherent enough to pull his tear-crusted face up and cry out from the stinging pain. You then saunter over to Bella, the black kitten shivering as you lean close.
"Your turn next time..." You whisper at her, before you turn on your heels and leave the room.
[[Leave->B]]After the first round with the beautiful, white-furred rat, his member is soft despite the lewd display you just gave him. His juvenile nutsack is swollen red though, curtesy of the crushing you administered earlier, and down his neck a couple of streaks of blood is still flowing from where you bit him in the throes of your climax.
When you present your pheromone laden fingers to his nose and use your other paw to rub at his crotch you quickly feel his boyhood harden.
"Open your mouth and suck my fingers off..." Janus just stares at you, his nostrils flaring with anger.
(link:"Grab his reddened balls and twist them")["Ow ow OW! Okay! OKAY!" The rat whimpers and whines as you punish his nutsack, opening his mouth wide, letting your rest your musky fingers inside his maw.
"If you bite me, I'll yank off your balls!" He nods quickly, your cruel twisting having his footpaws tippytapping. As he suckles obediently, you let go, instead rubbing at his hard-on, the boycub whimpering and moaning as he tastes his girlfriend while his member is toyed with.
Once you are satisfied that your fingers are sucked clean, you reach for his cocktip, semen and precum wet and slimy from his earlier orgasm, marinated slightly inside his foreskin while you were gone. You give your digits a quick sniff, and feel a surge of arousal from the youthful potency, light and fragrant. Then you head over to Bella, who looks on with worried eyes as you present the fingers to nose.
"Come on, give your boyfriend a little sniff.." She cannot help but do just that, as you rub the slime on to her nose and keep rubbing it, your paw wrapping around her maw, forcing it shut, her inhaletions loud as she is forced to huff in Janus' scent.
There is just a hint of pheromone driven rapture to her eyes as they travel a bit upwards, the girlcub shivering as you let go of her maw, her eyelids closing as she keeps sniffing the boy's musk.
With a grin you remove your paw and reach for her pussy with it, letting a cum-slick finger trail her immature lips before pushing it inside just a fraction of an inch.
(link:"Bella moans out")["Yeah, just like that... How does it feel to have your boyfriend's cum inside your pussy?" You ask lewdly and her eyes snap wide open, looking behind you, searching out for reassurance from Janus. You then pull your finger out and wipe it on her inner thigh before shooting a look back over your shoulder. "Of course, it's //my// seed that's going up your womb!"
At that you step to the side and then deliver a punishing smack to her ass, causing her to shriek in surprise and pain.
"Bella!"
Janus' outburst is for naught as you yank her tail out of the way and give her another harsh smack, then another. She is small enough that your paw is big enough to impact both buttcheeks at once, and as you deliver spank after spank, her shrieks turn to yowls of pain, the chains holding her rattling as she twists from side to side to avoid the pain.
"Stop it! Please! Hit me instead!" Janus shouts in desperation, and you pause, feeling a surge of arousal that makes precum dribble down your cock as you turn to stare at him with a devious look in your eyes. The white-furred rodent's eyes are narrowed in anger and defiance, his chains taut as he has leaned forward as far as he can, as if to save the black kitten you just punished.
[[Spank the boy->JanusSpank]]]]That heat that surges through your body as you get close to the white-furred cub has you heaving for breaths, such is your arousal.
A willing sacrifice.
It's almost like a hero out of a story, although here there will be no deliverance.
With a snarling grin you step around, grabbing his naked tail and yanking it so harshly upwards that both his footpaws are lifted off the padded floor for a second. He cries out and then //screams// as your heavy paw impact his buttocks with savagery you didn't know you had in you.
Each heavy spank has the full rotational weight of your body behind it, you let the balls of your footpaws rotate as you deliver smacks so hard that your palm begin to buzz after just four or five strikes.
Not one to be deterred, you switch grips, stepping to the opposite side, letting your other paw continue with the exact same power, the loud smacks reverberating in the room, mixing with the shouts and screams of agony coming out the boycub's mouth. Your palm begins to hurt and you switch around again, now toning it down a bit. Not that it matters to Janus, cause his buttocks are so red that even smaller spanks have him jolting and whining in pain, and you play his rump like an drum, making sure to lock eyes with Bella from time to time, the girlcub staring open-mouthed as her boyfriend is reduced to a snivelling wreck who's begging for you to stop.
But you don't.
For minute after agonizing minute you keep up the spanking, Janus tremoring and shuddering weakly, his voice growing hoarse from all the screams, his knees buckling.
Only when his cries go down in volume do you stop and take a look around the room while you flap your paws in the air, your palms stinging fiercely from how harshly you just treated the rodent boy.
(link:"You notice a rack of instruments on the wall")[With how busy you have been having fun with the two cubs, you didn't even notice the array of bdsm implements hanging on one of the walls. Feeling goose-bumps going from the base of your naked tail all the way to your neck, you fetch a whip, a heavy, leather tool that you swing around a couple of times, eventually capable of making it crack in the air like it's a wet towel in gym glass.
"No..." Bella whimpers as you get close, you arm rising to give her a good whipping.
"No! STOP!"
You turn to face Janus. His facial fur is utterly wet with tears, and his eyes are reddened and drawn from pain, but there is still some kind of protective defiance in him.
"Don't hurt her, I'll do anything!" He exclaims in a hoarse whimper, trying to look past you, to lock eyes with his paramour.
"Anything?" You say devillishly, stepping close, letting the whip give another crack in the air, though in his direction this time.
He flinches away from the whiplash which is several inches from hitting him, then nods with grim determination.
"Even suck my dick?" You step around him, looking at his white-furred rump and the streaks of semen and defloration blood there. He tenses up, scrunching his eyes and you step around, flipping the grip of the whip, using the hard grip to push his chin up so that his red eyes are forced to stare right into your half-crazed gaze.
"Even suck my dick?" You ask again. He nods, eyes trailing down your body to the sight of your spasming cock which raped his ass just a bit earlier.
[[Untie his arms and have him suck your cock->JanusSuck]]]You make a show out of holding the whip out, then letting it drop, signifying your part of the trade. Janus' jaw trembles as it clenches up, but he only looks at you with determination as you untie first one, then the other arm, your fingers then gripping his half-long white headfur and dragging him down to kneel. With his ankles still cuffed, his legs are somewhat wide, and his balance is all off, making it easy for you to keep him in place
Swollen almost purple with arousal, you cock throbs and marks his chin with its precum as you slide it over his face.
"Open up." You say, looking down at the boycub, whose lips tremble with disgust at having to serve another male like this, even if that same cock has already been up his ass. He gulps, then opens his maw slowly, which you take advantage of, quickly sinking half your length inside.
He doesn't do anything at all to service you, and it feels almost bland to slide it back and forth between his lips. You opt to stand still then, placing a finger underneath his muzzle and stroking the soft fur of his chin.
"Suck it off properly. Like a lollipop, boy..." You smirk down at him, the demeaning tone making his white-furred cheeks grow flushed with shame as he tries to work his tongue on the underside of your prick while he bobs his head from side to side slowly.
"That's better..." You groan out, leaning back, huffing as your organ is serviced.
(link:"Guide him through the blowjob")[You are absolutely sure you have this handsome boycub cowed, so you close your eyes while his inexperienced slurps ring out in the room, allowing your hazy mind to focus fully on the pleasure his warm maw is giving you.
"Deeper..." You groan out, paw on the back of his head, guiding down until he gags, allowing him to pull back, then down again. On and on it goes, the young rodent getting better at handling your length, your own pleasure slowly rising, nutsack drawing up against your body.
However, this is not the time for your climax.
(link:"Have him service your balls")[You open your eyes, slowly craning your head to the side to look at the black-furred girlcub who's mouth is slightly agape. She doesn't have the best of views, so you step to the side, paw firmly entangled in Janus' headfur, and you cram him down your length until he gags and retches, before yanking him him off, throatslime and spittle trailing from his lips to your cockhead, all for Bella to see.
"Use your tongue now!" With a cruel yank of your paw you rub his face under your cock. grinding his nose into the folds of your rodent nutsack. You don't even give him the chance to lick your balls as you drag him from side to side, making sure to mark his entire face with the musk of your crotch before you hold him still, the ratling mewling in pain from your harsh grip.
He's getting it now, though, and his tongue begins to lap at your family jewels, the soft touch making your stones dangle around, a low moan coming from the back of your throat as he gets to work.
All the while his girlfriend is looking on, and you make sure to keep your stance aligned so that she watches every movement of Janus as he services your junk like a bitch, your prick shooting out the occasional jet of precum from the intensity of it all, the clear fluids sticking to Janus' white furcoat.
[[Time to fuck the girlcub->BellaFuck]]]]You are huffing with arousal as you step back, cock swinging from side to side, slapping Janus on the side of his red-blushing chin.
"No!" He whines, voice reedy from the oral action, as you march over to his girlfriend, the twelve-year-old kitten ready to have her virginity snatched.
With a grin, you reach for her chest and twist her right nipple, but all soft-like, her whimper of complaint turning slightly high-pitched as you rub her nipple while stepping in, your manhood throbbing at the thought of claiming her pussy for yourself.
You have to bend your knees quite a bit to rub your cockhead along her slit, Janus complaining loudly, Bella clenching her teeth from the unwanted and most intimate touch.
This won't do at all!
With a jab of your hips, you penetrate her a fraction of an inch, her boyfriend's saliva and your own precum easily making you slip inside, but you have eyes on the wall of bondage implements and head over there with a grin.
(link:"Cuff Janus and put him in a spreader bar")[You want to make sure that the boy watches the girlcub's defloration in full detail and fetch a set of handcuffs. He whines as the steel bites into his wrists, but you are much stronger, your biceps and forearm muscles bulging as you grab his arms and get them behind his back.
After that, you find a spreader bar. The cuffs on his ankles have snap-on buckles and it is easy to transfer control from the steel rings in the floor to the spreader bar.
With the boy bondaged like that, you grab his headfur and drag him over to where Bella is fastened.
(link:"Lick her out in front of him")[You kneel down in front of the blackfurred girl, instantly plunging your muzzle between her spread-open legs. Turning your head to the side you begin to lap at her slit, working your tongue inside her virgin pussy, circling her underdeveloped clit with newfound prowess.
Bella moans out despite herself. You look up and see tears falling down her face, even as her fur hides her blush of budding arousal.
To the side, Janus watches the action with a glower, but he is too brow-beaten to try anything, instead sitting on his knees, legs fairly spread, his boyhood slowly hardening as he watches the action.
Slurping and licking your lips you give him a cruel grin. "Tastes better than expected!" You tease him, sticking out your tongue, the girlcub's fluids dripping down to the padded floor.
(link:"Claim Bella's virginity")[To set things up, you un-latch one of the cuffs and re-attach it so that the feline's paws are connected to the same chain. Then you undo the cuff on her right ankle and grab her leg underneath the knee, hoisting it up, her slit opening and revealing its rosy insides. She begins to cry out when you lift it higher, her natural cub-like agility allowing you to hold her knee up against her armpit.
Making sure that Janus sees the twelve-year-old's pussy on full display, you step in, leading with your cock. aligning it with her folds.
"I'll make you into a woman..." You whisper to the mewling cub as you penetrate her, the splayed-open snatch easily accepting your girth. Her tightness grips your cockhead as it pops in and you both moan in unison as you rest it there, the barrier inside keeping you out until you apply enough force.
You grab Bella's headfur and crank her head backwards and force you lips down against her's, muffling her whimpers as you give a buckle, feeling her hymen break. Her whine is high-pitched, but your maw practically envelops her lips, your tongue invading her mouth just as your prick reaches deeper inside her, half the shaft soon inside.
"See, that wasn't so bad~" You say mockingly as you break the kiss, staring into her tear-filled eyes before turning your gaze to Janus who's transfixed by the sight of your prick inside his paramour. Giving your hips a thrust for good measure, just to take in the way his red eyes widen, you return your focus to Bella and her deflowering.
[[Fuck and kiss->BellaFucker]]]]]While you are still having to bend your knees and your back in this position, your cock doesn't mind at all as you bury it further and further inside the squirming girlub.
Lewd and wet squelches emit from your cock sliding in and out and the sloppy kissing you resume by force, your fingers clutching her headfur keeping her in place as you slowly build up a rhytm.
However, the sorta-sideways doesn't work for a full penetration, and in your urge to get your entire cock inside the cub you opt to slip out, once again catching the sight of Janus as he watches you claim his girlfriend.
Your cock has red streaks on it, and the way the white-furred rodent's gaze flickers from your cock to your eyes to her pussy and back again says it all. Quickly crouching down, you undo the other strap and after a short struggle with Bella you are now holding both of her legs by the knees, grunting as you take a good amount of her weight, but getting the perfect position to penetrate her fully.
(link:"Slam inside")[You thrust forward and growl as inch after inch is buried in a couple of seconds of pure pleasure. Bella squeals out from the suddeness, but with her maidenhood already broken, her wet snatch can easily accommodate your girth.
Your pubes grind against her crotch as you bottom out, the tip of your prick hitting her cervix, the black-furred kitten mewling out as she's filled with cock for the first time in her life.
"Hook your legs around my back~" You instruct her, and her eyes are fully focused on yours as you let off her knees, the girlcub obediently snaking her legs around your abdomen and hooking her heels against your back. Each movement has her snatch tighten and squeeze your cock and you both groan out. You then grab buttocks, Bella assisting you in a rapid-fire mating that is quick to make your balls draw up against your body.
(link:"Kiss and cum")[Leaning forward, your lips meet with needy sighs and slurps as your hips work on repeat like a jackhammer. All thoughts of Janus are gone as the conjoining of yours and Bella's bodies fills the room with the sound of wet skin and fur meeting carnally.
Her breath is sweet into your mouth, her cunt hugs your member like it was made for it, her moans are repeated back in your deeper voice. It is all too much. Speeding up you begin to growl into her muzzle as you almost angrily and possesively kiss her, wishing this moment will carry into eternity as the climax wracks your body with wave after wave of lightning that hammer your senses.
You growl even deeper when you shoot your load, keeping your prick as deeply inside as possible, fillling her womb with your potent rodent seed.
As you come down, cock still surging, you rest your chin on her dainty shoulder and let out a sigh.
"I wonder how our babies would look like..." You muse, hearing a sharp intake of air over from the side, Janus gasping in horror at the thought.
[[Have him lick her out->JanusLicker]]]]You spend a few more moments inside the feline girl, murring when you bottom out, feeling her snatch squeeze out every last drop of your cum. You turn yours and hers body so that you can stare out of the corners of your eyes, drinking in the expression of the white-furred rat as you finalize the breeding of his girlfriend.
Just for effect, you open your maw wide and latch on to her thin neck, Bella whining in pain and stiffening up as you come close to piercing the skin. You then lick all the way from the underside of her jaw to her mouth where you meet her lips, the girl once again trying to deny you without success.
When you pull out, the cub gasps as your cockhead plops out in a gush of cum, the white seed staining the padded floor.
You step over to Janus, who is looking pale, but his boyhood is at full attention, the vulgar display he has just witnessed enough to arouse him. He cries out when you grab his headfur and hoist him towards his paramour.
"You better get your tongue inside her if you don't want me getting her pregnant~" You say coyly, pushing his face against Bella's crotch which is sticky with your seed.
"I'm sorry Janus.." Bella whimpers as he looks up from his kneeling position, his face showing his disgust. Their eyes lock and there is a moment that stretches out, pupils flickering, eyebrows tugging up and down and then the white-furred teen scrunches up his eyes and dive in, munching on the girlcub's pussy like there's no tomorrow.
"And don't you dare spit it out!" You threaten casually, leaving the threat hanging in the air.
Almost instantly, amidst pained gulps and the occasional salty gag, you can hear the deepthroated moans of Bella, who appreciates her boyfriend's ministrations, a fresh blush rising on her cheeks.
You cross your arms and allow this to go on for a few minutes, before you reach for you cock, stroking the slick length, wondering if you have it in you for another go or if you should force another orgasm out of the white-furred rodent.
First though, you step around the couple, wrapping your arms around Bella who flinches at your touch, especially as your half-hard member slides into the cleft of her rump.
"Squeeze your insides like you are emptying your bladder, unless you want your baby to look like me..." You whisper into her ear and you feel her abdomen clench under your palm, with Janus sputtering as another glob of your cum enters his mouth.
The twelve-year-old squeezes out several more times until you can hear on Janus' voice that your semen is as much removed as possible and he's now feasting purely on her juices of arousal.
[[Have him fuck her->JanusXBella]]With a bark of cruel laughter you grab Janus' headfur and yank him to his footpaws. He whines in pain, fresh tears brimming from his red eyes as you jerk him around to face you.
Sniffing his chin, which he tries to pull away, you get a clear scent of his girlfriend's pussy juice and you grab his buttock, grinding your cock against his which is fully hard and dripping with arousal from the black-furred kitten's pheromones.
Just as cruelly you yank him away and push him, the spreader bar making him stumble backwards with an *oooof* of surprise while you saunter over to Bella. You remove her restraints and bare your teeth at her, grabbing her by the neck, steering her over to the bed. Something caught your eyes earlier and you are pleased by the fact that the bed has been fitted with straps you can tie her down with. She mewls as you strap her wrist and try to wiggle away, but you smack her harshly on the cheek, Bella whimpering and giving up the struggle against your superior strength.
Once you have her bondaged down in an X, her puffy pussy spread open, you venture off the bed to get Janus, who has managed to get on his knees, his tail whipping about in agitation, his ears splayed backwards. He cringes when you close, but this time you hoist him by the armpit and then drag him towards the bed, his footpaws whooshing as they slide over the padded floor. His hardness has softened somewhat, but once you have him on his knees in front of the girlcub you reach for her pussy, slipping a couple of fingers inside the snug warmth, extracting a nice serving of her juices.
(link:"Smear his nose with her arousal")[Janus cannot help but inhale her pheromones as you smear his nose, even as his ears splay backwards from the sensation of your cock resting in his buttcrack. You push with your hips and he instinctively moves forward. You grab his shoulders and push him down, once again pushing at his raped anus with your member and he buckles forward, his hardness pushing against Bella's opening.
(link:"Push him inside her")[You gyrate your hips so that your length is resting alongside his crack instead of poking at his sphincter and then push with your pelvis and thighs against his rump. His face is akwardly resting right next to the black-furred girlcub's, and their eyes are locked through tears as you allow him to penetrate her. With you on top, she emits a sigh which turns to a grunt as her breathing is impaired, but her expression is one of pure pleasure as her paramour's dick enters her sex.
"B-Bella..." Janus whimpers, his own pleasure making him blush. Despite it all, he kisses her and you push your hips forward even harder, making him enter her completely, both cubs moaning lewdly into each other's mouths.
You lean back, grabbing the rodent's hips, and with your arm strength you make him fuck her for a few moments, before your biceps begin to burn and a grin creases your features as you figure there's a better way to control the pace.
(link:"Fuck him")[You let go completely, and Janus keeps buckling his hips inside the girlcub on his own accord, the two cubs moaning and groaning in their shared pleasure. Your cock is still slick, but you give his reddened anus a nice glob of spit, the sensation making the boy stop and tense up, his naked tail going straight up with a jerk.
"N-No!" He whines as your cockhead makes contact and begins to slide in and you lean forward, putting your arms down, before driving your hips forward with all your strength.
Janus screams out as he's violated again and Bella whimper-moans as she sees his pain, even as your harsh buckle has him penetrate her fully.
You have him trapped, bondaged and squeezed inbetween the girlcub and yourself and you let loose on his tailhole, the plapping of your pelvis against his butt filling the room, his cries of pain serenading your pleasure. Bella's eyes flicker from Janus to you, before she simply closes them and leans her head back, allowing herself to enjoy the forced fucking you are administering.
For a moment you pause and you lean forward. "Kiss her again~" You whisper into his ear and Janus' whiskers twitch furiously as he glances to the side, his red eyes revealing the hurt and the pain you are putting him through.
That, of course, only makes your cock harder and you give him another harsh buckle.
"Go on," you whisper louder, "kiss her. It'll take your mind off the pain~"
[[Janus obeys->JanusFucker]]]]]The boycub is now so broken in that he obeys your command with only a split-second of hesitation. His features are scrunched up from the pain of his tearing anus, and his tears drip down on Bella's face, but their lips meet and it only takes a few seconds before your can her the slurps of their tongues playing together.
Janus still whimpers and whines as you begin to move your hips again, but you were right about the distraction, and his sounds of complaint become less and less vocal, with the occasional sigh of pleasure coming from deep down his throat as his prick is forced in and out of the girlcub's snug passage.
You increase your speed and your force, your rodent nutsack smacking against his small and red-swollen pouch, your thrusts making the bed creak and yet his whines of pain are muted by Bella's mouth and you feel him tense up as if he is approaching his climax.
(link:"Pull out and pull him off")[Janus *yowls* almost like a cat when you pull out, your bloodstained member throbbing mightily, and you grab his shoulders, throwing him to the side, mounting the girlcub yourself.
"Watch how a real man does it!" You growl dominantly as you cram her pussy full of your much larger cock, the cub's depths ravaged by your length, her moan of pleasure obvious to you both. Janus' red eyes are creased in helpless rage as he struggles with the cuffs, forced to watch the lewd display as you ravish his paramour.
After a minute of rigorous fucking, you opt for a slower approach, putting your paws on her breasts, massaging them, playing with her nipples, even forcing her to kiss you as you mate with her, before you pull completely out.
Janus' expression is one of betrayal as he hears her sigh of complaint, Bella now so well-fucked by you that she regrets your cock exiting her body.
"Now you know how it should feel~" You say to her, just as much to tease the boycub, who you grab by the shoulders, hauling him into position again, his dick still hard.
(link:"Fuck him again while he penetrates her")[Your cock enters his abused tailhole with ease, and he slips inside Bella even easier as you have opened her up, and you and the girlcub moan in pleasure while he whimpers in pain from your brutal assault.
This time you give no instructions.
And you show no remorse.
You fuck him with harshness and savagery, his whines growing louder, even as Bella moans out from the heavy and rhythmic penetration you dish out. Your hips become a blur, the plap-plap of your body impacting his buttocks fill the room, his ass is a sloppy hole by now which you drive yourself into from tip to base on repeat like a machine gun.
He then tenses up.
He's //cumming//!
Janus moans out as you fuck him into another painful and forced orgasm, his seed shooting into Bella's womb, and his anus clenches pleasureably around your cock, causing you to fly over the edge as well.
Your climax is accentuated by harsh and deep thrusts as his tailhole milks you dry, your rodent nutsack smacking against his pulsing orbs, his cries a warbling mix of pain and pleasure.
You ride out your orgasm by thrusting slower and slower until you are simply resting on top of him, your member occasionally throbbing deeply inside him, Bella's breathing growing ragged as she's suffocated by your weight.
"P-Please..." She hoarsely whimpers, with barely enough air to speak the word, and you let off, Janus crying sharply as you pull out, his anus bloody and puffy as it fails to clench up, leaking his sanguine fluids and your semen to stain the bed.
You kneel next to them, then lean down to whisper tp her loudly enough that they both hear.
"Whenever he fucks you, I know that you will remember my cock~"
With that you emit a sharp laugh and get off the bed, your desires satiated for the moment and you move to exit the room.
Near the door is a table with a packet of disposable wipes. You clean yourself off the best you can and then retrieve your kimono.
With one last look at the two young lovers, who are still conencted although Janus has put his face down on the bed, looking away from Bella, you leave the room with a smirk, the knowledge that you have ruined their relationship somehow even better than the sex you just had.
[[Leave->B]]]]