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Word of warning, this is my first story, if there are any errors in it, please forgive, i was having a friend proofread it, but he never gave me the edited version. * * *
It was a rather dark night tonight, the road empty ahead. I was climbing laboriously up a steep hill, panting slightly at the effort. First off let me tell you something of myself, my name is Pilos, I am a short slender rat, tan fur, ruby eyes, and a shock of medium length brown hair, currently rather messy. But enough about how I look, lets talk about how my night has gone. Tonight started off well, ended work in a fair mood, got myself dressed up a bit, and wandered down to the local night club. I met my friend Richard there, the short red fox looking as nervous and jumpy as usual, always fearing confrontation with large groups. Actually always fearing everything, ever since childhood, I've always tried breaking him of his fears, sometimes I think I am the only thing he doesn't fear. "Quit looking so fidgety Rich" I said resting an arm on his shoulder. The fox jumped slightly, not expecting me to do that. "d-don't do that!" he said shaking slightly in nervousness. "ahh come on Rich, we're out for a bit of fun, you could try to calm down and enjoy yourself" I gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze, and smiled at him. He seemed to calm down slightly at that and we found ourselves walking to the entrance of "The Club". Always thought the name was a bit simple, showing off the owner's laziness in naming something perhaps, but my thoughts wandered elsewhere as we slipped by the bouncer and pushed our way through the crowd. Richard kept his paw on my shoulder as we lightly pushed our way to a table in the corner, we sat and I ordered us a couple of cocktails with a nearby "waiter", that is if you want to call the rabbit boy a waiter, he wasn't wearing much, obviously part of the entertainment. Richard, in his usual nervousness, was fidgeting and looking around, I patted his paw reassuringly, "its all right Richard, I'll break you of this anti social behavior yet!" I joked, giving him a wink and a smile. He smiled back relaxing somewhat, but still with his eyes wandering quickly. Our drinks arrived, I tipped the rather cute rabbit waiter, and we sipped our drinks, relaxing in the semi quiet atmosphere of our little corner of the club. "So how was your day Rich" I asked, sipping the cocktail, Bloody Mary, not my usual drink, but good nonetheless. "Same old shit, different day" Richard replied, drinking his own cocktail a bit quicker than I. "Good, how's the family?" "Better, but they will miss my father more than I will perhaps." Richard said, looking a bit sad, his father passed away three weeks back, and his family is still mourning his passing. "Aye, your father was a good fur, rest his soul." "How have you been Pilos?" Richard said, apparently wanting to change subjects. "Mm lonely as usual, I still need to find myself a boyfriend" "I agree everyone needs someone" Richard said, finishing off his drink. I ordered us another set of drinks, Martini for me, Richard, Rum and cola. We talked about the usual stuff, family, friends, work. The night went on, we had a few more drinks between us, Richard was relaxed and no longer nervous. It began to get late, and although neither of us had to work the next day, we decided to call it a night. We both left the club, supporting each other as we walked, laughing and carrying on. We walked east a block, from here my apartment is four blocks further east, but Richard's is three blocks north. Richard rested himself against the light post at the corner, a silly smile on his face. "Well Rich, you going to be all right getting home, or am I going to have to carry you!" "Hey you look about to fall over yourself!" "Hah you know I can drink you under the table any day!" "we'll have to see next time wont we" he laughed, still resting against the pole, he gestured me to go, "I'll be fine, I just need to rest a moment, you go on home, I'll see you tomorrow" "All right, I'll be on my way then" I gave a silly bow, almost falling over in the process, Richard gave a quick giggle, and I started walking home. I only got 2 blocks, Richard yelled something, I didn't catch it before something hit me. Darkness came, and I only slightly remember falling. I awoke shortly after, with a splitting headache, and a large grey wolf with a grin staring down at me, I shook my head, reaching up to rub the knot on the back of my head, looking around quickly I spotted a large feline in the half darkness of the alleyway we were in. I opened my mouth to speak, but the wolf cut me off. "Quiet rat!" the wolf growled, I could only eep and look at him, wondering what they wanted with me. I managed "Wha..." before the wolf growled again. "What we want with you, you'll soon find out" the wolf said, grinning widely. There was a laugh from the feline, he took a step forward, and I could see he was an orange tiger, strongly built but not overly huge, he also had a silly wide grin on his face. I could only stare wide eyed at the two, were they going to kill me? Torture perhaps? Skin me and make a hat? Every cheesy horror film reference came to mind. I'd have laughed if I didn't fear for my life. The wolf grabbed me, lifting me easily, I squeaked and he hit me hard in the stomach, I panted and gasped for air. "Shut up rat." The wolf said with the same growl as before. I saw the tiger move a barrel out from behind a dumpster, setting it between us. The wolf slammed me down onto the barrel, my chest hitting the other edge painfully, I felt him feeling under my tail, and it hit me what they had planned. I squirmed against the pressure of the wolf's arm holding me down, "n-no!" I managed before he hit me again, this time in the side; I exhaled sharply and squeaked in pain. The tiger, still grinning, started petting my hair back, before grabbing my shirt and tearing it off me, I squeaked again, shaking my head as I looked up at him. The wolf started tearing my pants off, underwear and all, the painful bunching before the fabric tore, causing me to squeak in pain again. I started struggling anew, naked and scared. I saw the tiger unbutton his pants, stroking at what was inside. I could only stare when I felt something rubbing against my tailhole, I squeaked and struggled, but the arm pushing me down was too strong. The wolf thrust forward hard, hilting me painfully in one go, I began to scream in pain, when the tiger shoved his cock into my muzzle, I choked on it for a moment, struggling, the tiger gripped my hair and held me tight. "hurr he's tight..." the wolf said, wiggling himself inside of me. "His muzzle is nice and warm" the tiger said, they both began thrusting, the wolf behind, and the tiger in front; all I could do was squint in pain and take it. I thought, not like this, I wanted to find my love in life, and give myself only to them, not to two thugs in an alleyway, but struggling didn't work, I was helpless. The wolf thrust fast and hard, his cock growing thicker, stretching me further, the tiger's spines scraping my throat as he muzzlefucked me. Unable to help myself, it started to feel good, my own cock hardening beneath me, I didn't want it to feel good, I thought as I started to cry. I cried and thought, why me, why did this happen to me, in a dirty alleyway of all places, but asking why didn't help my position, and I just cleared my mind and cried. The wolf thrust hard and fast, I could feel his knot growing, popping in and out of me, he was panting I could hear, and so was the tiger, thrusting faster into my muzzle, all I could see was fur and sheath in front of me. I waited, and waited for what felt like an eternity, the wolf gave one hard thrust, tying within me, I heard him growl and grunt, and warmth filled me. The tiger thrust harder and faster into my muzzle, before grunting and purring, salty warmth filled my muzzle, dribbling out the sides, his grip loosened and he pet my head, "Mmm good little whore." He said pulling out and spurting once more onto my face, I could only pant, the cum dribbling out my muzzle, the wolf pulled at me roughly from behind, still tied within me, I couldn't even manage a weak squeak. The wolf pulled at me, his knot wasn't shrinking, and he appeared to want to leave rather badly, the tiger grabbed my arms, and the wolf pulled hard, popping painfully out of me, I squeaked loudly, cum dribbling out of my tailhole as well, the two of them tossed me onto the ground, and laughed. "Mmm we'll have to find you again." The wolf growled. The tiger laughed and they both left in the darkness of the alleyway. I curled up on the ground, feeling well used, and cried. * * * I awoke, cold, naked, I must have fallen asleep. I was still in the alleyway, my clothes laying near me, ruined and torn. I ignored them and started walking. It was still dark, very early morning, although my watch was missing. I walked and walked, finding myself climbing laboriously up a steep hill, panting slightly at the effort.What a night huh. I felt like shit, my ass hurt, I was cold, my fur was matted in drying cum, and I honestly just wanted it all to end. I found the road flattening out, a scenic view point a couple of hundred meters up the nearby mountains. I walked towards the edge, remembering this spot from childhood. We stopped here many times to look at the city, always coming or going from some family trip, reunion, Water Park. Richard was always there, standing besides me, nervous as usual, being afraid of heights. I thought about Richard, such an ancient name, taken from a civilization long lost, humans they were called. History class told us they destroyed themselves, two large factions taking each other out in one large bang, technology lost, Gaia crying in pain from the bombs the humans dropped. We were an experiment they said, we survived they didn't. Somehow I felt I might share their fate tonight, death was an easy release, 200 meters down a cliff on the scenic view point of my childhood. Something was missing though, or perhaps someone. The sound of a truck coming up the road behind me, turning off and parking, engine shutting off, door opening. "Pilos?" It was Richard's voice, nervous as usual, but with a tint of fear. "Together again at this place..." "I saw them grab you, I ran and called the police, they wouldn't do anything..." "Do you remember how we would watch the sun set or rise at this point, the city laying below?" "O-of course Pilos, how could I not..." I wondered if he would try to stop me, nervous little fox, afraid of everything but me, my only family. "It is a nice view." I said solemnly, stepping towards the edge. "Pilos, w-what are you doing!?" "I've always wanted to fly, sprout wings and take to the skies" "You're scaring me Pilos." I smiled and looked back at him, a smile, smeared and matted fur surrounding it, drying hardening sin. Richard saw it and gasped, realizing what had happened, and gasped again at the look in my eyes, the glazed look of a fur accepting his fate. "Pilos n-no!" Richard said walking towards me, I stepped back towards the edge, my arms spread. "N-no Pilos, don't leave me alone!" Richard yelled, tears in his eyes. I paused, blinking at Richard, "Leave you alone? You still have a family Richard, I have nothing, I am an empty shell, alone, nothing but a whore for alleyway thugs..." "No, you are not alone!" Richard slowly walked closer; he was about 4 feet from me now. "You are not alone, you have me Pilos. I've always been afraid of everything; you are the only one who helped me get over my fears." "You'd have gotten over them yourself, I only helped" "No Pilos, you don't understand..." "What don't I understand Richard, I understand what I am to this world, a worthless recluse, only leaving my house for work and booze." "Pilos, why do you think I always go with you; you are my best friend, one of my only friends..." "You have friends Rich, good ones, better than I" "No Pilos, I have always been afraid to tell you this..." "Tell me what?" I said looking into the scared, crying eyes of my childhood friend. "I love you"