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Behind The Bar

By Heisenberg's Op0ssum

It's late and warm near a ghetto, laying on the floor gazing at the stars in the moving sky, peering with my large nocturnal eyes, with sunset shading around my irises, & reflective red retinas that can mostly rid little of the light pollution. I used to be human, but now I'm a beast, both physically & mentally, or basically biologically. I'm a 19 year old femboy were virginia opossum, not possum, a possum is the adorable australian kind, while I'm the north american nasty marsupial rat type. My fur is white on my face, with black brown stripes going around my eyes, sensitive prickly whiskers protrude out of my muzzle, between my pink nose, and under my fangs, cuddly round & sharp twitchy black were ears extending out of my head, with blotches of white pink on the tips. I'm mostly bald with a brown scalp, except the top of my head, fashioned into an undercut emo edgy hairdo, and colored in chromo thermal sensitive hair dye, or color changing hair, depending on the temperature, as right now, it's a violet & lavender, with tips of blue. My body is coated in fur, gray & brown, with a few strings of silver here & there, while the skinny limbs are black all the all the way up to my, but only below my elbows & knees. My hands & feet look similar, having opposable thumbs, they look like fingerless gloves, with pink rodent like toes, fingers, claws & pale yellow nails emerging from each. However, there's no fur under my palm & soles. Where my scrotum, penis, and anus used to be, has now been pulled inside my ass into one cloacal cavity, with a slit sheathing my bifurcated hooked shaped cocks, and a tight rectum underneath my spine. Lastly, my long scaly pink prehensile tail, expanding out of my long slender vertebrae, with a band of black around at the base. Currently wearing prescription eye spectacles for near sightedness, with the arms not curving over the ears, but underneath, holding them into place. My torso is covered in a custom white t-shirt, with an anatomy of a rotating Kerr black hole on it, with lines & circles all around the shirt, twisting into an oval at the ergosphere, wich shift to red closer it's to the event horizon. Underneath me are blue shorts, a pair of sock mittens on my digrade legs, and a collar around my fluffy neck. I'm attached to a cyan leash that says "Daddy's Girl" along it. Right now it's wrapped around the bicycle stands, near the entrance of a bar, with the leash connected to a clip chain, which is clipped to a lavender collar around my neck. Currently I'm impatiently waiting outside for my master, George. Originally I was supposed to follow inside, but there's a sign that says "You must be 21 & older to enter this establishment.

So here I'm, suffering through this heat, both in the summer heat, and the menstrual heat. Wait a second, how does a male go through menstrual heat? a male can't ovulate if he has testicles. Am I reading one those Tumblr fan fictions again? That you're thinking of. Well It's not a menstrual heat, I lied, only said that put in the joke. Opossums and other mammals don't even go through menstrual cycles, rather estrous cycles, where both males & females have no control over heat. Heat is a primal urge when an animal needs to breed. However, not that I'm gay, but when I go into heat, my pheromones that my body emits doesn't attract jills, which is a female marsupial, rather jacks, male marsupials. The other male opossums think I'm the girl in heat. In fact that was how I was mutated into this hideous creature, but as time passed, I just now gotta accept that this is me now, and that there's no going back. The worst part of it is that my anxiety & panic attacks lingered with this new form, it literally automates me to play opossum against my will. Not only do I faint & freeze when I least expect them to, but I involuntary leak a foul smelling odor, similar to that of rotting flesh. Fortunately I don't always faint, or release that stink bomb like a skunk does, except skunks are like fifty times worse since they spray fucking sulfur eye burning chemicals. Not demonizing any skunks by the way, just saying. Simply I just freeze there place, and sometimes fall to the ground. That flight & fight syndrome has been replaced fright & faint. Luckily George is always there to take care of me, my loving master. Well, apparently not today. He's probably in there drinking alcohol with his pals.

Now If I knew that I wasn't entering this bar, and waiting outside, I would of at least brung one book or my cell phone. Grunting, as this heat is catching the best of me. When opossums go into heat, they dro0l, sweat musk, and lick their bodies, covering their fur with spit. Wiping the drool off my lips, ironically only coating my fur with my spit. You might think it's easy to control your sexual urges, right? Just wait, right? Problem solved, yeah it was, but I'm not a person anymore, instead an irresponsible animal that begs to mate, it's also the reason why I'm legally a pet. "Fuck!" I whisper rubbing the back of my shorts, where my cocks are trying to erect out of, I can't take this anymore, I need a place to mastubate, but my rational self understands that's embarrassing. I don't see much cars passing by, but still, someone will see me, and I'll humiliate myself, people will record my nude body, post it all over the internet, harassed online that I'm going commit suicide, then my ghost is going to get revenge on the people recording by haunting their webcams. Wait a second, what the fuck? Never mind shaking my head back & forth. Quickly thinking of a hiding spot, to my left I see an open corner between two buildings, one of them the bar, which leads to an alleyway. I unhook my leash from my collar, and walk towards the alleyway, usually when I escape my leash without master's permission, he'll give me some form of punishment. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but I think he knew this was going to happen, so FUCK IT! The entrance of the alleyway is pitch dark, but for me, I could see, and smell, a few trash cans on the right, a dumpster bin on the left, behind the dumpster is the door & steps into the bar, above the door is a lamp, and beyond that is a wired fence, separating from an open dry grass field, and above was the shining gibbous moon, about as bright as the sun, but much dimmer. Now usually the stench of rotting garbage repels me, and it does, but with my sensitive mammal nose, I could sniff out the garbage before I see it with my eyes, however they're different types of garbage, the one I hate the most is wet garbage smell. It's putrid, and even after these mutations I still hate it, and would never even think about eating it, but fortunately, I don't smell much rotting garbage, some of it is still, fresh I may add "Perfect" I say to myself confidently, because if someone finds me here, they will just think I'm just a large rat in its natural habitat, and they'll continue off their day like nothing happened. Or, I at least hope so.

So walking to behind the dumpster, right in between the set of stairs, I get into position, laying against the brick wall, sliding my shorts out, letting my little twin cocks hang out, ready to rub the hell out of them, but before I begin to masturbate. In the corner, I see a pair of glowing red eyes as well, it's another opossum emerging from the trash bin. "Oh, ummm?" My cheeks flush with red, blushing under my fur, seeing it's another were opossum, so I assume he was in heat too. "W-would you like to join-in me?" I stutter, making room for some slight humour of the situation. However on closer inspection, this one was feral, By the scent of the pheromones emitting from his cloaca, I can tell he's a male, and the second he hopped out, and started crawling closer, I can also tell he was horny from sniffing my heat, As well as I. Morally I know I shouldn't do this, but the aroma from the jack is overwhelming. The primal lust in my body builds as he approaches closer, closer, and closer. "Fuck it again" I whisper to myself, then stripping my self nude, till I'm on the ground, presenting my exposed ass to him, and lifting my tail a little. At first he's confused why he's seeing male genitals on what should be a female, but the pheromones that my body is sweating & emitting tells him that's a jill in heat. Upon instinct, the jack begins to lick my cloaca with his rough feline like tongue, letting out bestial long bestial murrs with each lick, then his laps migrate into my rectum, slurping up my bitch musk, fueling both of our feral arousal.

Laying on my belly, with my rectum twitching in each savory lick he takes with his long tongue, the musk increases pungency, which turns me on to be only hornier. My bifurcated cocks drip pre, as he continues to lap deep into my rectum, and against my prostate. Every lick & sniff blinding my humanity, only focusing on those animalistic primal instincts inside me. Jack's saliva & tongue migrating lower to the little shaft of my peni, then the corner where it splits into two, all the way down to my tiny hooked heads. It feels like I'm existing in a paradise. Eventually he does quit licking, and prepares himself for mounting, or the part I've been waiting for. First hopping on my back, placing his cocks above my tight lubed rectum, till they both slide in! "Ah!" My Body thrills with immense pleasure, with rectum tightening around his shaft, The heavenly sensation almost forced me to orgasm, but fortunately my prostate is still not ready. Finally, jack starts thrusting in & out of me like a filthy jill!

"Mmmm, oh fuck" Moaning like a slut, panting in heat, drooling sticky saliva as he humps me, the nasty animals that we're mating outside in the warm musky night. Jack's tail coils around mine, tightly securing me in place, the pleasure is too great for my fragile body, causing me to squirm helplessly, because it's just that fucking good. The male on top of me nips the loose skin on my neck, the scruff, to control me, to prevent the only bitch from escaping his musky marsupial breeding.

The male opossum's musk on his belly rubs, along the fur on my back, staining me as his, to let the other virgina opossums know that she's mine. Finally, after humps, humps, and humps of mercilessly fucking, whining like a girl as I take in his filthy cocks over and over again,I then feel it! "Yes" Bellowing out soft hissing, while jack's warm cum ejaculates inside me, covering my walls with his smelly musky seed, the cum hits against my prostate, forcing me to orgasm, contracting my rectum tighter around his shaft, as my inhuman bifurcated were cocks squirt marsupial cum out of my testicles, and on to the floor behind me. While jack on my back is still humping as he's cumming, filling his naked jill with his musty spunk & aroma. His thrusting forces the liquid, that it leaks out of my squishy ass, splashing tasty creampies all over the back of my fur, as gravity oozes it down my Cloaca down to my heads of my peni, and on to the dirty blacktop beneath us.

*Bathing in the afterglow, panting as Jack grooms my fur with his tongue, the scent and feeling of his delicious gooey opossum jizz inside my nude body is turning me on again. However I need to return back to the front of the bar soon, or George will not find me, and punish me when he does. I try to get up from the ground, but the male opossum doesn't think I'm fertile yet, in response he bites harder on my scruff, paralyzing me there in place! "What?!" No, not more!" I try to protest, but jack isn't going to let his jill free anytime soon, I still smell like a predator to him, he's smelling George and his dogs, and he will prohibit my escape till I wreak with his musk! The feral male opossum mercilessly breeds my hole over and over again, forcing me to orgasm, refilling his jill with sticky smelly seed, I feel so ashamed for fucking enjoying it, but the way he prevents my escape, subduing me, is only more arousing, and I can't resist or get away. "So Full!" Before, I was just leaking tiny drops of his semen, but now I'm leaking puddles from my rectum, the squishiness sounds more liquidy, with each blast of his cum flooding deep inside me. "F-Fuck, I c-can't, M-m-more!" I can no longer deny it, even after my cloaca is overflowing with jizz. The intense pleasure, the urging instincts, the bestial body, the intoxicating odors. It needs to be a dirty bitch in heat, it needs to lick and sniff musk to live, It needs to be fucked nude, it needs, it needs, I need... FUCK IT, & FOR REAL THIS TIME! I don't care if anyone finds me naked, I don't care if master punishes me, I don't care if I die, I don't care if I don't get to eat fresh food again. Actually I do, but I'm done holding all this guilt, I'm no longer a human being! I'm now & always will be a hideous, horny, garbage jill that only needs to be refilled with all of the jacks nasty, musky, viscous, cum inside & on me! *

Finally after one last ejaculation, jack lets me free, un nipping my scruff, unraveling his tail around mines, and removing his cock from my creampied cloaca, now absolutely sure his scent is on and inside me, grooming my fur, then crawling away back into the dumpster where he came from, leaving me be, dripping with his feral musky sperm. A few minutes bathing in the afterglow, then later I try to move, but I can't stand up, my rectum is too contracted to walk. I'm just so full and too musky, like I should be, but plus I'll be in risk staining my t-shirt if I wear it. My only option is to crawl, and hide the stains and scent of joey seed deep inside me. Groaning and whimpering, trying to move on all fours, but being a filled Jill is SOOOOoooo GOooood. I grab my clo-... MY CLOTHES! I now begin to panic a little, regaining my consciousness that I'm a wild naked animal in the corner of an alleyway, exposed to the public if anyone finds me in this area. Fortunately however, it's night time, so it's less likely anyone will notice. Even after all that sloppy rough sex, Im still horny, but my rationality isn't. As the disgusting animal that I'm, Rubbing my paws along my creampied cloaca, then bringing it back up to my muzzle to sniff & lick."So musky" Jack's pheromones are always strong, the thick odor throbbing my marsupial cocks with blood, and leaking pre from the hooked tips. I tried my best to resist the odor, not rubbing all over my body like last time, maybe I'll do it when master returns me home. Still I lost my clothes, but at least not my spectacles, so I'm gonna have to think of another way around this. Maybe I can use one of the trash bags as some ripped dress, but not the ones containing the rotten food garbage, YUCK! Just the bags wrapping around recycling materials. If I could find any that's.

Scratching on the back door, hopefully someone will hear me, but to no avail, worse is that it attracts unwanted attention, as I hear large footsteps approaching, my play dead instinct would kick in right about now releasing the stink bomb, but the pheromones are keeping me awake. Quickly I dart into one of the blue recycling bins, as they're no rotting garbage inside, hiding from whoever finds me. Slowly, lifting the lid open, observing the anthro that walked out, it's a large chubby brown, I know that my large nocturnal eyes are red reflective, so I don't look out that much long before closing and hiding back into the lid, but it was too late, he saw me, I feel & hear his footsteps approach closer, my heart racing, glands salivating, musk sweating, I'm terrified. The moment the lid lifts open, my pupils dilate widely, dropping my jaw gapingly open, exposing my sharp fangs, frothing foam, snarling loudly. Appearing as a wild rabid animal ready to bite, while in reality I'm terrified for my life. My body wreaks with the fowl, yet enticing odor of opossum heat & semen. "Stay, A-WAY!" growling and hissing, speaking in intimidating voice, but it more sounds like an old hag or duck on helium then a scary voice. Slowly the bear backs away from the trash can, and runs back inside. This was my chance to escape, however before I could, the ursine immediately returns with a double barrelled shotgun, cocks his gun, points directly between my eyebrows, pulls the trigger, then before I knew it, the combustion, created an exploding expanding shockwave, accelerating the pellets near mach, slamming into my skull, blowing my fucking BRAINS OU-

[WARNING ANIMAL DIES IN VIDEO LINK, Get used to that folks, it's life.]

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Nah I'm just kidding. He ran back inside, allowing me time to escape, I couldn't run back the other way without being exposed, so I had no choice but to climb the fence, it wasn't that hard, I'm a tall marsupial afterall. Then walk around the building, but before I could, something hops on my back, bringing me back down, falling on to the grass. Before I could get up to see what knocked me down, just the scent alone, I knew precisely who it, what was, and why he's here.

"Oh, not you again!" I sighed, but my primal marsupial mind inside does want him here. My only fear is that master will leave without, if he doesn't find me where I was supposed to stay, I could scream for help, but again, I would risk embarrassing myself. As before, I attempt to remove him off my back, but that's always a mistake, they always know my weak spot, biting my scruff. Instinctually paralyzing my body. "Mmmmm" Whining as there's nothing I can't do to stop jack from raping my body, I do like it, but I'm scared I may be lost here forever, again, Fortunately, or Unfortunately, help has arrived. Above me stands a large fat anthropomorphic fancy rat. "M-Master?" Whimpering knowing that he's going to punish me from fleeing. Since jack doesn't want to let go of his jill, he hisses at George, trying to intimidate him, but he's tiny compared to big chubby rodent. "P-please d-don't pun-ish me-e" I stutter with each thrust the horny male takes. Master leans lower to my level, puts his sweaty paws under my muzzle, to make me look at him directly, my eyes tearing, so scared of what he's going to do. "Why would I punish my little girl for reliving her urges, it's natural after all." I begin crying, "I'-m sor-ry." He licks my salty tears with his long smooth rodent tongue "No, you did nothing wrong, I'm sorry. I did not plan ahead, the alcohol was warping my sensation of time, and it seemed like forever there, but it was fun while it lasted." "Ar-e yo-u go-ing t-o dri-ve ho-me d-runk?" "No, I'm not drunk anymore, since I'm a big guy, it takes a lot to affect my body." "F-uck" "Don't worry my little joey, I'll let you finish up with your fun, and then Daddy we'll take you home, okay?" I nod since I can't talk right now without stuttering. He gives me a smooch, and then leaves me here, waiting in the vehicle for my return. Jack's hissing dies down, and finally we'll just back to fucking as horny musky marsupials.

END, I suppose?

Thanks for reading :3

*By the way, the moral of the story isn't avoiding responsibility, that's stupid. There's simply no moral of the story, It's just whatever my testicles fantasizes. *