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Getting to know the neighbor

By: Kiki Kalani

For: Big Chris

Yurike peered out of the window at the house across the street as his slender tail swished angrily behind him, eyeing the overgrown yard and peeling paint with disdain. It was a blight on an otherwise nice looking neighborhood, a sore on the reputation of he and his neighbors - yet none of them had openly shared his view when he had brought it up to him, and its owner hadn't been there at the house warming party that the rest of his neighbors had thrown.

He and his wife had just recently moved to this new place after he had been urged into the marriage by both sets of parents. It was supposed to be a nice upper end neighborhood with strict codes and high standards - a nice place to raise a family, but everyone seemed to ignore that one house. Even after a month, the pink furred feline couldn't put it out of his mind.

"Dear, are you worrying yourself about that house again?" A feminine voice pulled him from his scornful trance, it was his wife, a beautiful oriental chihuahua with dark cream colored fur.

"I just can't believe it; I can't believe they let that scum live here like that. Someone should do something about it...I'm going to keep filing complaints until something is done." He hissed out, giving a glance over his shoulder.

"Oh come now dear, don't be too harsh on them. We haven't even met them, I'm sure whoever lives there is good. There has to be some reason that they can't follow the community's guidelines."

The canine wrapped her arms gently around her husband, giving him a gentle and reassuring kiss. The unrequited affection did little to ease his anger though, his tail still flicking about in frustration.

"I know Mimi; I know..." He shrugged out of her hug, staring out across the street once more.

"Hey, why don't we invite them over for dinner one night? We could get to know them better; I don't think we've even seen them before."

Before Yurike could even reply his wife had broken away from him and twirled around in excitement. She had always been so outgoing, always eager to meet people and organize events. She already had the phone in her head by the time he could even try to get a word out.

"I don't th--"

"Oh it'll be wonderful; I'll give them a call right now. I think we could even have them over tomorrow since we are off work!"

Yurike let out a sigh, lowering his hands as he turned to look at the house yet again. He barely tuned into the conversation that took place behind him while thinking to himself. He wasn't eager to meet whoever lived there, they were obviously not good people and he couldn't imagine having such filth in his house.

"Hello, it's Mimi. I live across the street from you. Yes, yes. Oh my~ Well thank you for the compliment. I was calling to ask if you all wanted to come over for dinner tomorrow, we'd love to meet up. Oh, oh wonderful! I'll have everything ready~!"

Yurike turned back as heard the gentle click of the phone, his wife still smiling widely as she started about the kitchen. She hummed to herself, seeming to forget to explain anything to her poor husband as oven dials clicked and pans clanked.

"So?"

Mimi almost jumped in surprise, blushing as she covered her mouth and giggled.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. He said he could come over today!"

Yurike once again sighed, trying to keep himself calm. He really wasn't looking forward to meeting whatever lowlife lived there, but he didn't have the energy or drive to argue with his wife. He stepped out of the kitchen and headed off towards his office to collect his thoughts and seclude himself.

"Fine, that's fine...come get me when he gets here. I'll be in my office working."

Mimi just hummed to herself as she got back to work preparing the meal for the night, leaving her husband to go off and sulk. It wasn't long before the house filled with the rich aroma of her cooking, rices, fish, eggs, a small feast for the three of them. She quickly finished off the meal, and set everything out just in time to hear the door ring.

"Oh! Dear, our guest is here!" Her tail wagged as she made her way towards the door, opening it to see a ragged tall rat standing there. He had gray unkempt fur and wore tattered stained clothes that reeked. Even with the look and smell of him though Mimi still maintained her smile, barely a doubt in her mind of her former opinion. She wanted to give him a chance, after all.

Yurike came out merely seconds later wearing his best clothes and with a forced smile across his face - though that smile quickly faded as he saw the rat standing there in the doorway.

"Hello there...neighbor. Mimi, can I speak to you for a second?" He nearly yanked her into the other room, leaving the rat to make himself comfortable at the table.

"Do you see him?! Do you smell him?! He is an absolute disgrace, I don't want him in my house, this is unacceptable!"

Upon hearing her husband's complaints, her normally chipper and eager expression hardened even more than his. She easily overpowered the weak slender feline and pulled herself away from him. She had never been one to get pushed around in the relationship, or more so he had never been one to assert himself in it.

"I do see him, and we still know nothing about him. I'm willing to give him a chance and he is more than welcome in my house until he proves otherwise. He seemed so nice on the phone, I think you are being too hard on him."

Yurike growled under his breath, but relented, following his wife back into the kitchen to see their guest already pigging out on the carefully prepared food food, a mess on his clothes and the table from his uncouth mannerisms.

"Enjoying Mimi's cooking...?"

The rat looked up with a grin, shoveling a few bites of food into his mouth before replying.

"Mmmm-ysh, very good cooking!"

The two sat down at the table with eyes fixed on the rodent who barely even darted an eye towards them after his comment. A period of silence followed, Yurike and Mimi becoming and looking increasingly uncomfortable before Yurike finally spoke up, clearing his throat in a half-hearted attempt to get the rat's attention.

"S-so, I don't think we ever met. My name is Yurike, and this is Mimi. It's nice to meet you Mr...?"

"Name's Gris. Nice to meet ya'll too, your wife is very pretty." Mimi blushed at the comment, looking over at the uninterested Yurike - hoping for some response or gesture from her husband.

"So...what do you do for a living Gris?"

"Oh, I'm out of work for now." Yurike rolled his eyes, sighing under his breath. His neighbor was turning out to be just as he expected.

"Well, I'm sor--" A sudden beeping drew Mimi and Gris' attention onto Yurike who hastily pulled a phone from his pocket. His eyes flickered with a hint of joy as he looked across the tiny glowing screen.

"Oh no...my apologies, it seems I'm going to have to run down the road for a bit. I shouldn't be gone too long, Richard down the street needs some help." Yurike quickly got up and excused himself, not even grabbing a jacket in his rush to leave the house. "Save some food for me, Mimi. I hopefully should be back to send off our guest..."

With the banging of the door the two were left alone. A brief pause settled over the house before Mimi finally spoke up again, trying to break the awkward lapse in talking with idle chatter, passing the time before she'd finally have the home all to herself with her husband once more.

"So, unemployed...how do you afford rent?"

"The landlady and I have...an understanding..."

Mimi's expression twisted in confusion at the answer. It seemed off, the landlady was quite strict with payments as the other neighbors had said, and the guidelines clearly stated that no delays would be made. Something made her not question further though, something about the way the rat said it sent a shiver down the canine's spine.

Quickly brushing the feeling off she went to change the topic. "W-well, I see. And how long have you been living here?"

The rat shoveled the last bit of his food into his mouth before answering, letting a few of the sauces dribble down his chin. "About four years. Pretty proud of the place." He chuckled, shooting a glance back out the glass door towards his house.

"And you live alone?"

"Yup...but I think I might've found someone." The rat grinned wider, his eyes noticeable looking up and down the canine's body.

It didn't take Mimi long to notice the burning stare as she was examined up and down like she was one of the plates set out for him to pick from. She felt herself blushing as she shifted in her seat, heart fluttering faster in her chest. She tried to brush it up, but as the rat suddenly stood up and started to walk towards her she couldn't contain herself.

"Thank you for the meal cute little puppy, but I'm already eager to try dessert."

She yelped and went to dart from her chair, a firm grasp stopping and her before she could even get on both her feet. The rat pulled back hard, forcing her against him and knocking over the chair. She struggled now, heart racing as her muzzle smeared against his almost rotting clothes, grime and sweat caking against her muzzle and cheeks. His stench was so bad she nearly fainted then and there.

"Awww come on now, don't be like that. I'll show you a real man babe. When I'm done with you you'll beg to be my bitch instead of being with that pussy little boy of yours. He bet that fag ain't even into gals."

Mimi struggled even harder now, trying to pull away enough to yell or shout without having that disgusting rotten matted fur or cloth get into her mouth. "S-someone He--"

Her call for help was cut short by a quick hard slap to the face, a stinging pain quickly halting her actions. She felt Gris then push her down, the canine forced to her knees in front of him, his odor even stronger with her nose nearly pressed against the crotch of his stained greasy jeans.

"Bitch, no one is coming to save you, you are mine now." The rat tightened his grip as he shifted his hands onto her head, grinding her against his crotch.

His thick must was overwhelming to the dog, leaving Mimi gagging on the thick dizzying smell. The putrid musk filled every breath she took, increasingly desperate gasps for air being met with only a that foul rat's stench. Her thrashing and struggles eventually started to weaken under the assault, stopping eventually shortly after to the point where she was barely doing more than weakly rubbing her hands against her legs.

The musk finally started to take its toll, finally penetrating through those feelings of disgust as it took advantage of her weakened mind. Lewd thoughts started to float across the hazed mind. Primal desires start to flicker to life, kindled by that masculine scent. She had never felt this before, never felt those desires well up to the surface of her mind.

"That's it girlie, take a deep whiff of a real man!"

With his hands able to be freed now he quickly undid his zipper, letting his already erect humanoid cock flop against Mimi's muzzle. The sweaty thick shaft smacked against her, letting its grime stain her fur. She didn't care though, the thoughts kept coming. They were even strong now. A tingling between her legs made her already forgone mind cloud even more, heat taking hold of her.

"Why don't you get to work; you know what you want to do."

Mimi couldn't contain herself, not in the state she was in. Any resistance she would've mustered was being dissolved by that musk, eroded by that toxic fog in her mind. Her body almost moved on its own, flowing along with the heat coursing through her.

The canine ran her nose along that thick length, her broad rough tongue teasing along down to the base and all the way back up again. It tasted so good to the addled dog's mind, the salty musky flavor clinging to her tongue. She worked her way back up, letting her tongue tease along the head of that cock, even letting it lap against the rat's foreskin.

Some part of her still felt disgust, wanted to stop...but that part couldn't fight back, it couldn't overpower the desire and lust driving her. She took the member into her maw, managing to take the length all the way to the base to run it along his bare crotch before pulling back. She worked herself into a steady pace, tongue pleasuring the now ecstatic rat's delight.

"Good little girlie, I know you were a good slut. Moment I saw you I know it. You couldn't be anything else with a body like that."

She let out a muffled moan in reply to him, murring softly to herself as his greasy furless hand ran through her clean soft hair. It wasn't long before she would go faster, guided by Gris' subtle instruction. Her own hands fell down from his legs, quickly pushing against her and slowly gliding down her body.

She could feel her blush grow more intense as her hands pressed against her crotch, rubbing against it through her dress. Her panties were already soaked, and her dress quickly followed suit. She was loving this, loving being dominated by this filthy smelly rat and sucking his big tasty cock.

"Mmm, just a bit more babe." Gris started to rock his hips in line with her, working more and more of his cock down her throat. "And you better gulp down every last drop."

Another muffled moan escaped the dog, her eyes rolling back and her hands twitching as her supply of air was once again cut off by that thick meat. She kept herself from gagging though, forced herself to keep sucking on that cock. She was eager to take his load, urged on by thick globs of pre that drooled down in throat and thick strands.

It was only a few seconds more before Gris picked up his pace even more, facefucking her in earnest now as both hands tightly gripped her head. She was used as little more than a toy, balls smacking against her chin at the aggressive pace, nose pummeling against the rodent each time he bucked forward into her.

His cock was pulsing and twitching in her throat, more globs of pre spurting into her as his orgasm built and built. Her fingers moved faster as well, pressing down harder against her dress as she let her mind wander about how good that thick load was going to taste.

"Here it comes, slut!" He pushed down her throat as much as he could as he came, letting most of his load coat her throat before pulling back to let the rest sully her clean fur and dress.

Mimi sat there with her mouth open, cum pooling in it as those thick strands coated her. She was desperate to catch every drop she could, not minding that the rest of the thick discolored ropes were coating her.

She eagerly gulped down what she could, licking her lips as she gave the rat a lustful mindless stare. She was completely gone now, the taste of that putrid jizz sending her hopelessly deep into her heat. She could barely even stand as he pulled her to her feet, having to lean against him to prop herself up.

"Let's have a little more fun, I'm not finished with you yet. You said you were good at cooking so I'm going to put a bun in that oven of yours." He chuckled at his pun as he pushed open the door to the bedroom of the house, dragging the dog along before throwing her onto the bed.

"Take off that dress of yours."

Mimi happily stripped down, tossing her dress and then her bra and panties aside to give the rat a full view of her body, his ravenous eyes drawn to her wet needy hole. He couldn't help but chuckle seeing her so wet, the sopping panties off to the side telling him that she had enjoyed every minute of him taking advantage of her.

The rat didn't bother stripping down himself as he crawled over her on the bed, pushing his still throbbing cock against her wet hole to tease it as he rocked back and forth. He watched with a malicious grin as she squirmed and mewled beneath him, her face blushing brightly with need. He knew how much she must want that cock inside her, how much she was loving him in control.

"You ready slut, beg for it."

"Y-yes, please fuck me!" With that the rat chuckled at the words and slowly pushed into her, reveling in the loud moan she made as his cock pushed into her tight hole, stretching her as he forced himself all the way into her.

"Mmm, so tight. That pussy must have a small dick, huh? Am I bigger than him? Come on slut, tell me." He didn't wait for a response before starting to rock his hips back to thrust into her again, slowly working towards a steady pace.

"Y-yes, y-you-you are b-bigger. S-so much bigger!"

Gris chirred to himself, his heavy sac swaying beneath him as he stretched his new pup's small pussy, enjoying the screams of bliss that came with each thrust. He started to work faster, fucking the canine more roughly as she continued to beg and moan for more. He was more than happy to give it to her.

"Mmm, you love rat cock don't you, filthy little slut. You should be with me instead of that pussy husband of yours?"

Mimi moaned loudly, gasping out a reply between her pants and choked murrs. "W-what husband?"

Gris let out another triumphant chirr. "Mmmm, I like that answer. Get ready though slut, I'm about to fill you good."

Mimi felt the twitching cock inside her, stretching her even more at the rough pounding the rat was now giving her. Each thrust pushed against her cervix, the occasional shot of pre from that throbbing shaft teasing her with what was yet to come.

"Mmmmm~ Y-yes, please fill me~!" She cried out as she wrapped her legs around him, holding him close to her. Her mind was crying out for that thick cream, her body aching to be filled.

"Good, take it all you slut!" Gris let out a moan of his own, finally hitting climax as he gave her one final thrust.

Thick hot spurts of seed flooded the canine's womb as the rat's heavy balls drained into his new fucktoy. She couldn't do more than scream in bliss and beg for more as her eyes rolled back, her hands clawing and tearing at the sheets of the bed. It was heavy for her, feeling that fertile seed fill her, overflowing onto the bed as more and more was pumped into her.

Gris gave a few more thrusts, enjoying the sight of that mindless dog before pulling out and letting cum ooze from her ruined hole. "I bet that boy of yours is never even going to be able to use you again after this, if you even let him."

***

The two had never noticed Yuriki sneak in through a window in the Master bedroom, he had been watching almost the entire time. When he heard he moans he snuck in through the back, but had been too paralyzed with a conflicting mix of pleasure and pain to make himself known.

He had intently watched the two fuck, his eyes always drifting from her body to that rat's swinging balls. He couldn't help it; he couldn't help the way he felt while watching them. He had wished it was him instead of her, wished that he could feel that rat dominate him.

He had tried to hide the way he felt, tried to escape what his mind screamed to him every time he saw her naked, but now he couldn't stop himself. Watching that rat with his large swaying balls and his domineering aura was too much for him. He had started to rub his crotch, listening in to the moans and cries of bliss, blushing at all the insults and stabs against him that were said. Those only turned him on more though.

Before long he was on his knees stroking himself, pants kicked aside and one hand reaching between his legs to finger his ass. He couldn't control the urges, the desire, the lust. He watched on with a needy gaze as that rat pounded away at his wife.

It wasn't long before he came, just in time to see his wife filled with a torrent of the rat's seed. Yurike's own orgasm was hardly anything to compare with it though, a few thin colorless jets silently dripping onto the tile below. He shuddered at the feeling though, the small tingle of pleasure running up his spine and flowing through his body.

"Maybe I should find that pussy faggot and fuck him too!" The words broke him out of his blissful trance, his face flushing red. His heart began to pound in his chest as the reality of the words hit him, desires still fresh in his mind. Slowly, he began to open the door to the bedroom.

The End