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Zootopia was a great place to live. It was a place where there was literally everything.

You could get a tan on the heat of the desert, swing on the vines of a rainforest, and even go snowboarding. And all of that on a single day.

Amazing how the advanced technology of today made it possible to make Zootopia be truly a place where all species could live together in harmony, making it a place of true inclusion and acceptance between all kinds of animals.

And, on the center of it all, was Savannah Central, the very center of the city where, many generations ago, the first prey and predator tribes once met in peace on a watery hole and began to leave behind their primitive ways in favor of a peaceful and mutually beneficial coexistence.

And now, there we were.

Another year beginning in Zootopia, as January was ending, and February had just begun. It looked to be a promising year, as everyone was ready for a year of achievements and fresh starts, many still being on the mood to try and make their New Years' resolutions come true, even if they would eventually give up on them later on the year and try to make the same resolutions at the end of this year.

It was on the last stage of winter, and spring would soon come, so the climate was welcoming for most species, as most of them had the warm clothes that they needed to get comfy on this slightly colder air.

Well, it was slightly cold for most people. For some, however...

"Ohhhh, Gooooood!" An animal said, as he laid on his bed wearing nothing more than a pair of white briefs. However, he was soon removing even that one article of clothing anf tossing it aside. "It's so fucking hoOoOoOOooOoOot!"

The red fox was panting as he laid on his bed, his clothes scattered on the ground forgotten as the animal on the bed was too hot to wear anything other than the fur of his body. And even that felt too hot. Man, that was one of those moments when the fox genuinely envied pigs, for they were nearly devoid of any thick fur, and didn't had to suffer with heat as much as animals with thick coats.

Many of them complained about feeling cold, but Nick Wilde would much rather be feeling cold than be feeling this burning heat on every inch of his body.

He was so glad that he didn't had to go to work today.

As the fox laid on his bed, with his mouth open and feeling so hot that he was sure someone could use a pan to fry eggs if they placed it against his skin, the phone rang with a notification.

Still looking to the ceiling with a void, open-mouthed expression that would put a dead fish to shame, the fox felt on the nightstand beside his bed, until he finally picked up his phone. His paw felt sweaty as he rose the phone up to look at the screen, his breath forming a mist on the air of his bedroom, as he looked at the screen.

It was a new message on OttsApp.

A message from Judy.

The fox looked at the screen for a few moments, before tapping on the screen and opening the messaging app.

Carrots: Hey, slick? Are you okay? How you feeling?

Well, that's a stupid question. Nick wanted to type that back. However, he knew he could not bring himself to type something like that to his favorite bunny in Zootopia and the world. So, instead, he typed:

Nick: Still dealing with it, Carrots...

Carrots: So, is it too bad?

_Nick: Its bad every year. This year is worse. Feel like I'm melting :sweaty fox izooji: _

She was typing, and it seemed that she was taking a while to do it. Nick looked at the screen, until the message arrived for him.

Carrots: Are you sure you don't want me to take some medicine for you? There are a lot of medicines to help with it. I'm on patrol with Delgato, but I'm sure I can stop a little and pass by a pharmacy and then drop it on your apartment.

Nick felt tempted to accept. Not because of the medicine she was offering him, but because of the prospect of she coming there.

Groaning, the fox shook his head, all of a sudden it got even hotter. His fingers were soon typing away on his phone.

Nick: Appreciate the thought, Carrots, but those things don't work on me, I tried it all month, and they have no effect.

Carrots: Wait, really? The advertising ensures that they always work...

Nick sighed, and typed:

Nick: U need to learn not to believe on everything they advertise online and on those cheap commercials on tv. Not everything is a magic solution that will solve Ur problems. ESPECIALLY if we r talking about heat.

There were a few moments. He could picture on his mind how awkward the bunny must have been looking now as she thought of the best, most thoughtful and less embarrassing to type back to the fox.

She must look so bashful now.

Her bashful face is so cute...

His phone dinged with another message arriving.

Carrots: There is ANYTHING I can do to help you?

Yes, you can come here, strip down to your panties and bra and let me snoggle you until March. Nick thought, however, he immediately regretted having even thought of that.

The image of Judy on her underwear before him, crawling on his bed towards him with a twitching nose and a mischievous smirk on her face, made everything worse.

Nick's body felt like it was just seconds away from bursting into flames.

With trembling paws, Nick managed to lift the phone and type with shaky fingers.

Nick: Really nice of U to want to help, Carrots, but afraid U can't do anything for me this time. Gotta face this kind of thing on my own. Keep Buffalo Butt from getting too mad at me for being away, gotta go back trying not to overheat... and not to ruin another pillow by humping it into oblivion...

Normally, Nick would have waited after sending that message, all the while having fun while imagining how Judy would react to his vulgar choice of words in there. Well, it was not wrong. Not at all. It was not that rare for Nick to have to buy new pillows after this time of the year.

The time of his heat.

The end of January and beginning of February were certainly meaningful days for the foxes, for it was the time of the start of their mating season, which went all throughout February and only ended in the middle of March.

Nick had lived through this ever since he hit puberty. Foxes were among the animals whose biological clocks got used to associate a specific time of the year with the best possible time to have a family. Some animals, like bunnies, did not went into heat in a specific time, as their period of heat needed to be stimulated by outside circumstances like, for instance, having a new boyfriend. That according to Judy, who was very bashful when asked about the situation and explaining it to the fox.

With foxes, however, it was as if heat had a right period to happen. Nick was among those whose heat period worked just like clockwork. Every final week of January, without fail, Nick woke up feeling hotter than in any other day of the year, and it went all the way throughout February and only ended on the end of the first week of March.

Nick had even counted exactly how many days his heat usually lasted, and it was a pretty reliable calendar to go with.

It certainly helped him when he negotiated with Bogo the days of license he would be given due to his strong heat period, as it was normal with many other officers, as heat could sometimes make your work difficult.

Hard to think about making an arrest or finding clues if you feel like humping anything that moves.

And this went for both males and females. Hard to believe there was a time, in the distant past, where only females were affected by heat periods. However, nature seemed to have adopted gender equality and decreed that males would also have to suffer through heat, just to make things fair.

Which was why Nick was there, laying naked on his bed, with his AC turned on blast, and desperately reaching for the brain-freezing cold smoothie sitting by the side of his bed and taking it all in one go, hoping that it would work and make his body a bit less scalding hot.

And trying not to think of anything sexy, what would eventually only make the heat even worse. However, that proved to be a challenge after the image of Judy on her underwear had just crossed his mind less than two minutes ago.

And she was still there. Climbing on the bed. Standing on top of him as she removed her bra and allowed her modest breasts hang free, her tips turned hard by the cold air of the AC. She played with them for him, licking her lips seductively.

"You like it, foxy boy?" She asked him, as she grabbed the waistband of her panties, and started to pull them down...

Nick let out a grunt which turned into a desperate wail of need that the fox was sure would terrify his neighbors. His claws unsheathed as they dug into the mattress and rend long claw marks on his sheets, which were now pretty much ruined at this point. His foxhood was now at full mast, throbbing with each beat of his heart as his knot tightened, ready to lock him with any willing hole that offered himself.

Nick's body was so hot that the fox was sure he could spontaneously combust any second...

"I can't take it anymoooooooooooooore!" Nick wailed, like a horror-movie victim being brutally murdered by a serial killer or monster. Luckily, his older neighbors, who already knew how bad his heat could get, would not be too unsettled. The guy who just moved in back in December, however, could be a little freaked.

Nick hoped he would not call the police.

The fox was panting as he forced himself to get out of bet.

"B-bathroom..." Nick thought, as he made his way there with wobbly legs. His mind filled with images of his bunny partner. From the cute memories of her little smile and twitching nose to the awkward moments on the dressing room and even the mental images that his brain seemed to be making up on the spot, much of it inspired by the bunny porn Nick had been watching with great interest on the past months since he accidentally walked on Judy changing...

Nick practically kicked the bathroom door open, and nearly dropped into the floor with his face on the rug. The male fox was whimpering as he felt his member leaking pre on the ground. His hips already starting to instinctively thrust, as the need to mate was becoming unbearable for him. Nick knew this feeling, the feeling triggered by the changing of seasons and the passing of days. The desperate need to shove his dick into something and spill his load so he could pass his genes forward and ensure the continuation of his lineage.

For a civilized mammal with sentience, this translated as feeling horny as fuck!

Horny enough that you would hump the ground and come all over it, if you didn't knew it would be a pain to clean later.

It was by sheer strength of will that Nick managed to drag himself all the way to his stall and climb into the bathtub and just drop inside of it. His member was so hard it was painful. Actually painful.

The fox could not take it anymore.

Nick curled his fingers around his member, before he started pumping it up and down with desperate need.

As his paw, closed on a fist around his dick, moved up and down at a great speed, Nick let out foxy whines and moans. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was open, his tongue lolled out of his mouth as he panted, saliva dripping from it.

His mind was filled with images of a bunny he knew. Images of her beautiful face. Of her body on her form-fitting uniform. Then it came images of the uniform coming out, and she now wearing only her underwear, maybe some with cartoony carrots in it. Then he changed to her wearing some sexy silky lingerie. Then to her completely naked, wearing nothing more than the fur of her body.

All the while she looked at him with those sexy bedroom eyes, telling him how happy she was for seeing him, calling him a "poor helpless thing" for being so overwhelmed by his head, and offering to "help him with it" as she spread her legs and gave him a gorgeous view of her most forbidden areas.

"I don't care what others say." Judy would say to him on his mind. "The forbidden fruit is always the sweeter, isn't it? So come to me, my fox. Taste of this forbidden bunny-shaped fruit. It is all yours and yours alone. Come and take it."

"J-Judy..." Nick whined as he continued to masturbate furiously, his paw a blur on his dick as his hips moved as if they had a mind of their own. As if he was trying to knot onto his own paw with that big, bulbous mass of flesh on the base of his doggy dick. And, while Nick could not knot his own paw, he could use his other paw to grab his knot and squeeze and massage at it, simulating the feeling of knotting something as he continued to move his other hand all over the body of his dick, adding to the pleasure he was feeling and making it all the more unbearable to him.

"Judy! Judy, Judy... Juudyyy. Judy! JUUUUUUUUUDYYYYYYYYY!"

Nick practically howled, images of his beautiful bunny on his mind as his back arched so much that it was as if Nick was possessed, and his whole body trembled in the throes of pleasure as his knot inflated under his paw, and his balls contracted closer to his body as their churning contents flowed all the way from them to the tip of Nick's dick, shooting like a geyser in long, thick jets that flew all around, with some of them landing on Nick himself as the fox continued to moan and shiver.

By the time his orgasm died down, Nick's body was trembling as if he was on his dying throes, and the fox was certainly moaning as if he was dying. And, when it ended, and the fox finally relaxed, he went limp and remained limp for early two minutes, making it look like Nick had actually masturbated himself to death.

The only sign of life on that fox was the soft rising and falling from his chest as he breathed deeply.

"J-Judy..." Nick whimpered softly after being silent for nearly three whole minutes, the bunny still on his mind as the sweetness of afterglow washed over him, and then slowly left him, leaving the famous "post-nut clarity" to take over. Nick sighed, as he slowly got up to his feet on the bathtub.

His heat had receded. This orgasm he had was enough to push it back. However, Nick knew for a fact that his heat would last for a few more weeks, and the relief he was feeling right now was only temporary. Still, it was good to feel some relief from the heat he was experiencing and that had been driving him crazy.

Although, Nick still felt some "residual heat" even after such an orgasm. Dammit, his dick was even still hard! It had not gone down on the slightest!

Sighing, the fox knew that he would have to help put it down with a little cold water, last least so he could enjoy the heatless time before the next wave of unbearable arousal came. Maybe his heat would do down for long enough for him to go out on the street bad buy some more snacks. And maybe some ice cream...

So, with that in mind, Nick opened the shower, causing the water to fall onto him, causing his body to shiver as the cold liquid contacted his hot body. Nick would not be surprised if steam rose from his body being cooled down by the water.

He didn't bother to reach for the soap, but he did scrub his body, to clean the sweat and the cum from his fur. Said cum was taken down by the water, alongside with the cum that had fallen on the rest of the tub, and it was soon being taken down the drain by the constant flow of water.

It traveled down the pipe, and eventually made its way into the sewer system, joining water from various sources, all of it carrying all manners of substances, some of which was better not even to think about.

And, among all those substances, was Nick's semen.

And that substance was eventually found by something.

It was not a cockroach or a gecko who delved on the network of pipes underneath the Zootopia. No. It was something different. Something bigger.

Something that tried that one substance into the water and found it more enticing than anything else that could come with the water brought down there by the pipes.

This thing, however, had a primitive mind. It could not put a name on that substance, but it knew it liked it. It liked it so much that it needed to get more. The amount that came in the water was too little for it.

It needed MORE!

And it was going to get it, by using its keen senses to track down where the substance had come from. And then using its many malleable appendages to reach up to the place where it knew the substance had come from.

All the while the fox continued to shower, unaware of the thing that currently was traveling up the pipes of his tub, looking for the delicious thing it tasted and recognized as very nutritious.

Nick sighed as he finally turned the shower off. Man, it felt good to be heat-free now. Even if just for a couple hours. Nick would be sure to relax and enjoy this while he could. With this in mind, the fox was reaching out for his towel, when he felt something wrap around his ankle.

Something cold and slimy.

"What?" Nick said, looking back, and the fox had the shock of his life.

A long, thick, purple tentacle like that of an octopus was now wrapped around his ankle. And it was coming... from the drain of his bathtub!?

"W-what the heck!!??" Nick said, as he started to struggle against the tentacle, who kept a strong grip on his ankle, not letting it go. Soon, a second tentacle came. It squeezed itself through the drain, showing to be both boneless and freakishly flexible, as it came to help the first tentacle with the problem it was having.

"Tha fek!?!?" Nick said, as panic overtook him, his instincts telling him to run as fast as he could while he still had the chance.

The fox practically hurled himself out of the tub, just as the second tentacle wrapped around his other leg. The fox landed flat on his chin, as his body was fallen over the edge of his thumb, causing the fox to nearly faceplant on the ground before he was pulled back into the tub.

Well, actually, he was holstered into the air by the tendrils, which held onto his legs as if they wanted to make sure the fox would not escape their grasp, no matter how much he tried.

Nick, of course, would not take it sitting down. The sheer weirdness of the situation was not enough to cause him to lose his survival instincts, that told him he was in the clutches of an unknown creature that was probably going to devour him, and that he needed to free himself so he could run away before it was too late.

This was what it thought for Nick to resort to punching, clawing and even biting on the tentacles. However, those things proved to be as elastic as bubblegum, but as hard to chew as a poorly-cooked alligator steak. Nick could hardly make a scratch on the thing.

However, it appeared that he had managed to anger it, as two extra tentacles squeezed themselves through the drain and they lunged at the fox. One of them wrapped itself around Nick's two wrists, pinning his hands together, and making the fox unable to use them as they were held on the rubbery, but powerful, grip.

"H-help!" Nick said, as he finally realized he would not escape on his own. "Someone help! There are tentacles coming out of my-MMM!"

Nick's cries for help were silenced when the fourth tendril came to him and forced itself on his mouth. Nick gagged as the tentacle filled his mouth and nearly went inside of his throat, causing the fox to feel like vomiting as that slimy appendage forced itself into him.

Oh, god. Oh, GOD! This was bad. This was very bad! What was going to happen now? Was that thing going to fill him with digestive juice to liquefy his inwards and then suck them and leave behind an empty husk of a fox carcass? Was it going to lay eggs on him like an alien from a bad sci-fi movie? Or was it just going to shove the tentacle deep and make him suffocate to death around it?

God, that slimy thing felt so uncomfortable inside of his muzzle... but, it kind of tasted good...

However, the tentacle was not going to do any of those things. Instead, it was probing him as it looked for something specific on him.

It was looking for the source of the nutritious flavor that it came for.

Two more tentacles came from the drain, and they started feeling the fox up and down, matting the vulpine's body with its slime, which was starting to make Nick's skin tingle and crawl as the substance seeped into his fur and reached for the tender flesh underneath. However, this tingling and crawling felt less like "my skin is melting off!!" and more like "hey, this actually feels kind of nice".

Meanwhile the two tentacles continued to explore his body, looking for something. They ran over his nipples, wrapping their tips around them and even pinching them, causing the fox to yelp and shiver.

The tentacles eventually left his nipples, but the slime they left behind made Nick's skin tingle, making his nipples feel as if they were on fire, but in a good way. Just like the rest of his body. Nick's whimpers were starting to change tune very so slightly, as he tentacle continued to move slightly inside his mouth, pressing on Nicks tongue and throat and forcing Nick to swallow, taking the slime inside of his body alongside his own saliva. That was causing the same warmth that he was feeling on his skin to gather on his stomach, and then spread out across his body.

It was like his heat was being instantly rekindled. Not only that, but someone had added a whole gallon of gasoline to the fire. Nick was shivering as he was molested by those two tentacles, with one of them going down his back, feeling all the way down his spine and under his tail, until it found an opening. An opening that maybe contained the flavor it was looking for. It certainly contained a curious flavor.

Under normal conditions, Nick would have screamed and clenched his tailhole so hard there was no way anything would be able to ever get in or out without mechanical help. However, the feeling of the slime was having on his body, both by making his skin crawl in a pleasurable way and igniting the heat inside of him by being swallowed, Nick was so relaxed that he offered nearly no resistance as that tentacle force its way inside of him.

There was almost no pain, as the slime it was covered into made for an amazing lubricant, allowing the tentacle to slide in rather effortlessly. In fact, when that tentacle entered him and started feeling around his ass, Nick felt a sense of fullness inside him that made him shiver with a delight of the likes he never felt before. Especially when the thing started brushing against his prostate.

The fact that the slime made his tailhole tingle on the same delicious way as the rest of his body certainly added to the pleasure of the thing moving in and out of his tailhole.

Pleasure that soon had Nick's whines turn into outright moans, although muffled by the tentacle on his mouth. Pleasure that caused Nick's cock to finally start emerging from his sheath, just as the tentacle moved down there and it brushed on that strange new thing on the body of the creature it found. Curious by nature, this tentacle grabbed and fondled on Nick's privates, causing the member to get harder and harder as it was coated on that slime, which Nick now was sure was a very powerful aphrodisiac that worked both on contact and on ingestion, causing it to become even harder as it started to tingle on the most delicious and tantalizing way that Nick thought he could ever feel on his life.

A long moan escaped Nick's throat, his back arching and his toes curling as his dick throbbed as it was touched by that tentacle. It was fully hard in no time. And soon, it was leaking.

As soon as it leaked, the tentacle, which was filled with specialized cells that allowed the it to taste, recognized the taste of the pre. It was weaker, but it was the same taste that it tasted and that it came up there looking for.

This was the food.

The tentacle then backed away from the hard, throbbing member and then, just like a flower, it opened its tip, revealing a rudimentary mouth, looking like something out of a sci-fi monster movie. Maybe some kind of alien, like the kinds that latch to people's faces and lay eggs on their stomachs.

Nick would have been both horrified and terrified of it if he was in any other kind of situation. He would be screaming for dear life like a little girl, screaming for his mommy and for anyone else who would hear. However, on that specific moment, which was pretty absurd, Nick could not bring himself to worry too much about it. Or, at least, he would not, if he was even able to look down at the tentacle-mouth which looked around to devour his genitals.

Then, that mouth wrapped itself around his dick... and started to suck.

Nick's eyes widened, he remained stiff for a few seconds, and then he let out another, even shakier, moan as his eyes fluttered and rolled to the back of his head, as this creature was now sucking on his fucking dick.

The sheer absurdity of everything was definitely not lost to Nick. He would never, even on his wildest dreams, imagine that something like that could ever happen to him. This was just so strange, so ludicrous and absurd that there was just no way anything like that could ever happen.

Except, maybe, on one of those Nipponese weird-tail porn movies where the girl in high-school uniform was raped by a tentacle monster.

Nick realized that he was the Nipponese high-school girl in that situation. He certainly felt as helpless as any of those girls on these movies as that thing did as it wanted with him. Tentacles holding his ankles and wrists so he could not squirm himself free. Tentacles on his mouth and tailhole, fucking him from both ends with the strangest slimy feeling that Nick ever felt. And a tentacle sucking on his dick with its mouth, making the fox squirm due to all those feelings applied to him at once...

It was like nothing Nick ever experienced on his life, and it was soon proving to be far too much for the poor helpless fox to handle. His dick throbbed as it was sucked, Nick's legs kicked as the tentacles holding his ankles pulled them further apart, causing the fox to spread more, what ended up allowing the tentacle moving in and out of his ass to move deeper into the fox's ass.

And, all the while, all Nick could think about was Judy.

All on his mind was her. During every second of how much he was being molested and violated by those tentacles, he was only thinking about Judy. He started thinking about her at some moment, and now she was on his mind every single second.

Her cute little smile. Her body... the way she supported him and believed in him when no one else did. The way she stood up for him whenever someone tried to get on his case for being a fox and use this as an excuse to pick on him.

All he could think about was his sweet little bunny.

His sweet Carrots.

A deep moan escaped his tentacle-filled mouth as his whole body trembled, and his penis spasmed around that tentacle mouth. The thing eagerly sucked on his dick as it unloaded its load. However, this was not as much as the creature had hoped it would be.

I mean, Nick literally just orgasmed minutes ago.

So, since it did not obtain all the nourishment it wanted all in one go, the creature continued to milk the fox for more.

Minutes passed, with the stimulation continuing, the aphrodisiac slime making sure to keep the fox hard and needy, Nick would eventually orgasm one more time. However, once more, it was less food than what the creature had wanted. Actually, it was even less than the previous time.

Maybe it needed to reach deep in there to get more food?

With this in its primitive, simple mind, the tentacle sucking Nick with the force of a vacuum cleaner probed his dick with its tongue. The long and sinuous appendage, as slime as the tentacle it came out from, forced itself into Nick's piss-slit, and the fox yelped and squirmed as he could feel the thing going inside of his dick, and up his canal until it was all the way into his balls, where his cum was produced.

This feeling.

It was so strange. So new. So alien.

And yet, it felt so darn good!

And the tentacles continued to spit-roast and suck on him, and this was all enough to drive the fox to another orgasm.

Except that now Nick was unable to orgasm properly. I mean, he had a tongue locking his entire tube and not allowing for a drop of his load to be unleashed.

Feeling unable to orgasm drove Nick into a frenzy, as the fox started squirming and whimpering on the tentacles holding him, prompting them to hold him down harder, but not enough to hurt still. The tentacles on his mouth and tailhole started moving in and out harder, and even the one on his dick started sucking even harder.

Nick let out a wail that the whole building would have heard was not for his mouth being full of tentacle...

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"Dammit!" Judy said, as she heard the call go into voicemail once more. "Nick, why aren't you answering!?"

"Still no news from that fox, huh?" Asked the lion sitting by her side, as the bunny sat on the chair that was too big for a bunny such as herself, wearing the safety belt as she looked at the phone on her hand.

"I have been messaging him all day and he didn't answered a single time." The bunny said, looking at her phone. "In fact, I don't think he has even read any of my messages! Why is he not seeing my messages?"

"Maybe because he is busy with something else?" Delgato offered.

"I tried calling him, but he doesn't pick up!"

"Maybe he put his phone on silent?"

"I even tried his landline!"

"Wait, Wilde still has a landline?" Delgato asked, genuinely surprised, "I thought those had gone extinct..."

"He is not answering!" Judy said, "I know how loud his landline is because I heard it, so even if he was in another room or sleeping, he would heard it and he would have answered the gosh-darn phone! But he is not answering! Not at all! I haven't heard a word from him since I talked to him this morning, and it is almost late on the afternoon!"

"Maybe Wilde is a pretty heavy sleeper?" Delgato offered, but that was when Judy, not on the mood for any jokes, told the lion to drive to Nick's place so they could check on him. When he refused, Judy was about to get out of the car and get a cab to go there to check on her partner and best friend herself, worried that something bad may have happened to him.

She always thought that the neighborhood where Nick lived was not very safe, and she did try to convince Nick to move to a place that was not so close to the one place where they made three drug-house busts on the previous month alone.

"Hopps, chill out, will yah?" The lion said to her, and this caused Judy to look up at him. "Maybe Wilde is trying to handle his heat the best way he can. Have you thought of that? Maybe he us trying to, you know, 'stoke the fire' a bit and relieve himself? A lot of mammals do it. He is probably keeping himself busy with a pair of vixens who agreed to spend some time with him."

That... did not tranquilized Judy. Actually, it made her feel even worse. Delgato noticed, and he was quick to make damage control:

"Or he is probably all by himself watching PornHog! I mean, doing justice with your own paws also works to put your heat down. Although it does leave your arm cramped..."

Judy blushed as she thought of that. The image of Nick... "doing justice with his own paws". Judy knew what that expression meant, and it was enough to make her feel more than a little awkward at the mental image of Nick doing something like that.

"Look, my point is, you are worrying way too much." The lion said to her, "No one has ever died from a heat, and that neighborhood where Wilde lives might not be the safest, but it is not as if people break into apartments in there every single day. I'm sure your fox is fine, so you don't need to think he might be dying as if we speak."

"But..." Judy said, starting to make that pouty sad bunny face that the guys of the precinct knew they could not resist. Delgato knew that he needed to act before she could use it on him, and he was under the sway!

"Wilde is fine. Stop worrying so much." The lion said, putting a friendly paw on the much smaller bunny's shoulder. "That fox got both the luck and the charm of the devil, and he was trained by you to deal with anything. I am sure that he is doing just fine."

Judy still seemed not convinced, but at least now it seemed that she no longer wanted to go all the way to his house and barge into his bedroom to see if he was still breathing.

Good, because the fox would probably pounce on her and do something he would regret later, if his heat really was as bad as it sounded from what Judy told him from the fox's messages. After all, it was no secret that Wilde had the hots for a certain bunny on their Precinct. The fox was not exactly good at hiding it, and the only reason why Hopps didn't noticed it was because she as kind of oblivious to those things.

Just like she to her own feelings towards said fox. It was one of those cases where everyone else noticed before her. The way she was so worried about Nick for not answering his phone all day and would go into protective mode. However, like Delgato said, Nick was probably doing okay, and he was, most likely, not answering the phone because he was too busy trying to deal with his heat.

And, whatever he was doing, he was certainly thinking of that bunny.

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Judy... Judy... J-Judy... Judy... Juuuuuuuudyyyyyyyyyyyy...

Nick's brain might as well be fried now. His mind was overcome with pleasure. Time lost meaning to him long ago. All that was left was the feeling he was experiencing, and the thought of his sweet rabbit associated with it. He might as well have been in there for five days instead of five hours.

Five hours of pleasure, violation, tentacle-sex and, more than anything, denial.

The tongue all the way up his urethra made sure his load, built up over the course of five hours of merciless teasing, accumulated into his balls, which had literally swollen to five times their usual size.

They felt so heavy, and anyone who touched them would feel how ripe and full they seemed. In fact, it seemed that they could pop at any moment. The pain had long meshed with the pleasure, and now the fox could no longer tell the difference between either. He was trapped into that limbo of sex and tentacles for hours, and he no longer cared how long more he would stay in there. He was too far gone to bring himself to give two shakes of a tail about it.

However, he would not be in there for much longer.

The creature, which had been trying to get the food it wanted out of him for hours, was starting to get annoyed. It knew the food was in there! It could taste it! It could feel it all the way deep into the tunnel its tongue was shoved into!

That was when its primitive brain finally understood what the problem was.

So, it pulled its tongue back. Not gently or slowly, but more like a slingshot pulling back. In other words, it released Nick's tube in a single instant, now allowing for an unobstructed pathway for his cum to finally be released.

Nick's whole body spasmed as if he was being electrocuted, a broken foxy yell coming from behind that tentacle on his mouth as his orgasm, built over the course of five hours, was finally allowed to come.

The cum, under a lot of pressure, came out like water from a fire-fighter's hose straight into the mouth around his dick. Once the creature was finally given the meal it had been working for, it sucked even harder, intent of getting every last drop of it after all of the effort it put into getting that food.

Nick's balls, swollen and filled with cum, shrunk as the cum was forced out of it. From five times their regular size, they shrunk to three. Then to two. And then, with as final surge, they were back on their regular size. Feeling sore and completely empty, as the creature managed to confirm with a few final suckles, like slurping the last of a milkshake through a straw.

Then, it finally let go. Nick's manhood was red and with bulging veins, and it flopped limp as soon as the tentacle mouth popped it out of its mouth.

Nick went limp as a corpse on the tentacles holding him down, so much that this time he actually looked dead, as even his breathing was so slow and shallow that it seemed he was not breathing at all. However, the fox was still alive. The creature holding him knew it. That was why, instead of just dropping him down, it gently laid him back into the tub, allowing the fox, with a thousand-yard stare on his half-lidded eyes, to rest on the tub.

Hey, no need to be rude to someone who just gave you a full-course meal, right?

The tentacles left him finally. Even the ones on his ass and mouth pulled out in a way that was nearly loving. In fact, the one on his mouth ran itself over his features, nearly as if gently caressing his face as the fox's eyes, still with that lost gaze, blinked unevenly, before they all retreated to the drain and disappeared inside of it, vanishing from sight and leaving the fox alone on the bedroom.

There was no trace that whatever happened had just happened.

However, Nick knew for a fact it happened. He kept thinking about it for a whole hour as he just laid on the bathtub. No more thoughts of his heat or of anything else. Only when his stomach started to fell a little painful, was that Nick finally had a thought that made him stir back to life and crawl himself out of that tub.

Man, I am so hungry...

As Nick crawled his naked form out of the bathroom and to the kitchen to grab anything that he could eat, the fox came to terms with what happened to him just a few minutes ago.

To the fact that he was basically raped by some tentacled-octopus-drain-thingy for over five hours, and the creature milked him and drank all his kit-batter before leaving him in the tub like a banana-peel.

Worst part of it all? Nick liked it.

And the fox knew that he could not tell anyone about it. Not even Judy. He knew that no one would believe him if he told them something like that. Best case, they would think he was saying that as a joke or telling them of a weird sexy dream he had. Worst case, they would think he went cuckoo toss him into a padded room wrapped in a straitjacket.

Well, not the first time that the fox had to keep his muzzle shut to keep himself out of trouble. He had been doing this since he joined the police by not talking about any of the dubious activities he had been involved into to all of his cop friends, especially his tax evasion.

He just had another thing that would be added to the "don't ask, don't tell" list of things that Nick had with the guys of work, and he could be sure that no one would ask about cum-hungry tentacle monsters coming from his drain to suck him dry.

Only later, when he was already in bed and ready to sleep, Nick thought that maybe the creature, whatever it was, could come back in the future for another snack.

...

Nick kind of hoped it did.