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Three In a dirty, dingy room somewhere in a

less spectacular part of Rome,

the badger growled as he roughly mated with the young female he'd dragged into

his private love den.  The room itself

was lined with many dark, gaudy, red draperies with lights that cast a

sickening crimson color all over the 

greasy, shitty, tattered bed he kept on the floor in the middle. The young rabbit on his prick sobbed as

he screwed her tight 15 yr-old cunny.  The

badger dragged his stitched-together tongue along her thin neck.  She clinched her teeth at the feel of those

stitches scraping her skin each time. The badger's phone rang just as he

climaxed.  He held the rabbit to his

pulsing cock while he grabbed for the phone. <This had better be good!  I am very busy right now!>  He muttered harshly in a distinctive Sicilian

dialect. A hissing voice answered the impatient

badger.  <Patience, Signore

Dell'Ombra.  You will be most pleased,

Master, with what or rather whom I have found for you.> Dell'Ombra allowed the rabbit time to

clean herself while he spoke, <Continue, Skinnar.> ...  Shari moaned as she awoke.  She flinched when she felt a warm towel touch

her head. "Shh, relax.  You went through hell last night, Darling." Shari focused her slit pupils towards the

female voice she heard. Alessa smiled.  "Relax. 

Giovanni brought you home all shaken. 

I offered to take you in." The cobra shook her head in a vain

attempt to ward off her weariness.  "You

know Gio?" The Dalmatian nodded.  "Yes, I know Gio." Shari nodded in turn.  "You are one of his girls?" Alessa smirked.  "Yes. 

I am.  Does that bother you?" Shari shrugged.  "I don't really know quite yet." Alessa ran her paw softly over the

cobra's hood.  Shari

leaned in to the petting.  "I can see why

he likes you.  You're pretty."  The canine female playfully nuzzled the

snake. Shari let the Dalmatian show her affections. ...  Gio got in at that moment. Alessa remained seated by the cobra while

she waved to the mongoose.  "Welcome

home, Gio." "Grazie, Alessa." He looked at Shari.  "Good morning to you, Shari."  He sat on her opposite side, rubbing her

smooth scales.  "Are you feeling any

better?" Shari cocked a brow at him.  "Oh, I was just chatting with your girlfriend

here, Gio." Gio repeated the word.  "Girlfriend?" Alessa giggled.  "I couldn't help myself." The mongoose shook his head.  "You precocious mutt."  He kissed her playfully on the cheek. Shari watched the pair above her.  "So you are not together?" Alessa answered before Gio, "No, but not

for lack of trying." The mongoose smartly stood up then

vacated the room. Shari shook her head.  "Now I'm confused." The Dalmatian helped her up.  "We can talk over some tea." The cobra gladly followed Alessa into the

kitchen.  "That's fine with me.  Do you have anything with citrus?  I love citrus." ...  Ilya woke up.  Ivana, his wife had already gotten up before

him. He began his normal morning routine of

exercising before he slipped on a pair of boxers to make himself decent before

going downstairs. Ivana was in the kitchen cooking

breakfast for everyone.  She smiled when

she saw Ilya walk in.  <Good morning,

Ilya, sit down.  I'll have your plate

ready soon.> Ilya nodded.  <I will, just let me get Dad.  You know I like everyone at the table when we

eat.> Ivana nodded.  <I think he's still asleep.> Ilya found his dad, still sleeping in his

armchair.  He shook the old wolf.  <Wake up.> The wolf awoke and smiled as he saw his

son. Ilya helped the frail 71 year-old wolf

into the kitchen just as Olav had seated himself in his spot at the table. The four wolves sat together and they

prayed before eating their humble breakfast of duck eggs, pork sausages and rye

bread with a sweet marmalade. Later, Ilya washed the dishes as Ivana

got Olav ready for school. Ivana kissed Ilya as their son walked out

before her.  <I have errands to run,

so I'll be gone for some time.  Could

you...>  She leaned in closer in case

Olav was in hearing distance.  <Could

you make sure your father takes a bath? 

He's starting to smell like an old dog.> Ilya shrugged.  <Well, he is old.> Ivana kept a straight face despite her

own reservations of having to take care of the senile old wolf who never

approved of her when she and Ilya dated in high school.  <I understand, but he's not my dad, he's

yours, so he's your responsibility, Ilya Gorsky.> Ilya watched as she walked out.  He sighed. 

<I'm sorry...> ...  Skinnar stood by the side of the

road.  The iguana grinned as he watched

the limo drive up. The black-tinted rear window slid down

and the badger known as Signore Dell'Ombra poked his head out. Skinnar bowed respectfully, kissed the

badger's offered paw tenderly around the stubs of his long-ago severed pinky,

ring and middle fingers. The badger nodded then gestured for the

iguana to get in.  He did so with no

pause. The vehicle drove off. Signore smoked his pipe as he spoke,

<So then, Mr. Skinnar, who and where is this new quarry you've stumbled

upon?> The badger listened quietly as the limo

drove, as the iguana told him everything he saw last night. Signore tapped his pipe when Skinnar

finished, emptying the ashes onto the lizard's tacky leather pants. Skinnar pretended it didn't happen, lest

he suffer another beating from the badger. 

<Well anyway, I tailed the guy after he drove off with his fine dime

cobra girl he'd just saved.  Mm-mm, I can

assure you; the fucker's probably getting thanked into traction by that bitch

right now.  I'd fuck him too if I

could.  So, I know where he lives, so if

you want to fetch him right now, I can take you there.  What do you say?> Signore took off his sunglasses.  Skinnar forced himself to look.  The badger had a fake glass eye in his right

socket that looked just like a doll's eye to the reptilian.  His other eye was a natural emerald green,

his fake eye was an eerie pale blue color. 

Signore spoke, <We don't move, until we are absolutely sure what you

saw before wasn't just some dumb fucking luck. 

I have many clients who come to me. 

You know this.  Many of them are

rich, old bastards who want nothing better to do than to hunt some miserable

shit stain and kill him.  Most of my best

clients however, want a real fucking hunt with real fucking blood and a real

fucking goddamn challenge.  So you

believe me when I say, your miracle boy had better fucking deliver when I see

him, or I'll have a couple of those horny studs down at the fag clubs come up

and run a train all over your scaly ass. 

Do I have to make myself any fucking clearer, you piece of shit faggot

lizard?> Skinnar cowered before the shorter but

certainly more fierce male he called master. 

<No you do not, Master.  You

are perfectly clear.> <Good. 

Now get the fuck out of my car.> 

He opened the door and pushed Skinnar out onto the sidewalk. The lizard laid pitifully as the vehicle

drove off.  As soon as he was sure his

master could see him no more, he sat up. 

<Yeah okay, I'll see you later, buddy.> He rubbed his bruised side as he walked

off. ...  Shari drank orange juice.  Alessa had gone to work and Giovanni had come

over to see the cobra. She smiled.  "Hey Gio, another fun day of being a male

whore?" Giovanni chuckled.  "No, it's still early for that I'm afraid.  Now is usually the time when I get

exercise.  I have to do a lot of it to

stay in shape.  You can't have a fat

gigolo now can you?" Shari licked the citric juice from her

lips.  "I guess not." Gio sat by her.  "Are you enjoying yourself?" She shrugged.  "No more than usual.  Your friend, Alessa.  She's a sweet girl." The mongoose nodded.  "Yes, she is. 

She's been my only real friend since I've been living here." The cobra nodded in turn.  "I see. 

So, you've been together all this time and you're still just friends." Gio knew where she was going now.  "Yes, we are still friends, though Alessa has

made it known she would like for us to be closer.  I mean, we're already close, that's why we're

friends with benefits.  She wants it to

be more than just physical, though.  I'm

the only man she's had in her life since her husband left her." Shari tilted her head.  "Oh?" "Yeah, don't tell her I said anything,

she told me long ago out of trust but... 

she almost died once when she overdosed on heroin.  That's when I met her.  We were in the hospital, I was in because of

that incident with the lions, if you remember from last night." Shari lapped more orange juice as she

listened. "And well, that's about that.  We became friends after that, then friends

with benefits once we learned we shared the same floor." "Mhm, how long have you been doing this,

Gio?  The escort thing, I mean." "Oh, it will be about eight years now." Shari whistled.  "Damn, that's a lot of pussy." The mongoose chuckled.  "Not all of it was pussy." Shari laughed. 

"Oh, really?  Little Gio went gay

for a bit, huh?" "For a bit?  Before Alessa, if I failed to get any women,

I'd occasionally check out the 'alternative' clubs.  Plenty of fellows that want a skinny

mongoose, I learned.  I never took up the

ass, though.  So we're clear.  I don't even offer it with female

clientele.  I just don't see the

draw.  Swallowed a couple dicks, ate a

fellow man's sperm some nights, no anal play whatsoever though.  Furthest I've gone with another male was

where we rubbed our shafts together until we both climaxed." Shari fanned herself.  Hearing this handsome mongoose admit to

having some gay tendencies made her hot for some reason.  "I'd like to see that." "Which part?" "You, rubbing your cock on another man's

cock until you both cum on each other." Gio grinned.  "I've taped myself with some clients, if

you're really interested.  And don't

worry, I ask beforehand if they'd like their exploits filmed before I even

start.  It's fucking rude to just tape

someone without them knowing about it." Shari got up then poured the remaining juice

in her glass down the kitchen drain. 

"Okay, you have my interest, Giovanni." ...  Skinnar relaxed with his head back while

his ferret lover pleasured him.  The

iguana petted the young male on the head. The ferret churred playfully, dragged his

tongue up and down Skinnar's sensitive hemipenes, first his left then his

right, then both heads at once. This made the iguana hiss with lust. The ferret stopped on occasion to suck on

the lizard's leathery green balls before returning his affections to the twin

cocks. Soon, Skinnar felt himself about to burst

and he gave a clicking sound.  The ferret

stopped then turned tail to the lizard. After lubing up with his own saliva mixed

with the ferret's, Skinnar held his cocks together then sank both in his

boyfriend's rectum.  Right away, Skinnar

was struck by the wonderful tightness of his twin members constricted by the

ferret's tight stink cavern. The ferret loved how that lizard's cocks

stretched him each time. Skinnar and Raga wrapped the tails and

they locked their muzzles together as the iguana began the motions, his barbs

digging furrows in the ferret on each thrust, his balls battering the ferret's

equally large pair. Briefly, the iguana pulled free from his

lover's ass simply to lube himself up more, make it more enjoyable. The ferret, Raga, moaned when he felt his

boyfriend leave his asshole.  He turned

onto his back and let the lizard raise his rear.  The lovers kissed before Skinnar pushed back

in straight to the hip. Now Raga savored this new feeling, his

own thick shaft pressed between his belly and the lizard's tight abs

while that handsome reptile plowed into

him with the same type of forceful passion. Skinnar relished the expressions, the

noises Raga made every time they were together. 

If it weren't for his work with that badger, he couldn't afford the

things he bought for this beautiful ferret. Raga could somehow read his lover's

mind.  He initiated another deep kiss just as Skinnar's iPhone rang. The lizard cursed under his breath then

answered it.  It was his master, Signore

Dell'Ombra.  <Ah, Master.  Yes, tonight for sure, I have something

planned.  I will have my proof of this

mongoose's fighting skill and you will be happy, Master.> Signore growled on his end.  <You better, or else!>  The badger hung up. Skinnar dropped his iPhone just as Raga's

butt clinched around him. The ferret gave a small lusty hiss as he

shot hot ribbons across his and Skinnar's navels.  This set off the chain reaction in Skinnar's

loins.  Both mustelid and reptile moaned

together while twin jets of man batter flooded the ferret's rectum. The males kissed again as they both

recovered from their orgasmic bliss. 

Skinnar licked his ferret's ear and said, "I love you." Raga shed a tear then whispered back, "I

love you too, Jason." The iguana felt like sobbing when he

heard his real name spoken.  "Thank you,

Raga." ...  Giovanni sat in his living room with Shari as they watched some of his tapes. Shari was pleased, in fact turned on to see

this pretentious mongoose in his element with his women. Gio grinned as he watched her watching

him, as he began to nuzzle her smooth feminine neck. Shari leaned in as she felt the mongoose's

teeth playing with the scales on her neck. He unzipped the cobra's dress.  She let him as she watched the limber male on

tape mating with a pretty otteress.  Gio

felt her chest.  Shari

had no breasts, she was still very much a woman in her shape. Mongoose and cobra looked eyes with one

another.  Their lips met, parted and they

tasted one another as the passion took over. In a matter of minutes, Gio's pants came

down, Shari's dress came off and the lights

went out.