{"sf1_id":1051424,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Book 1, Chapter 1 (Jesper)","author":"houndlover56","words":4001,"posted_at":"2016-07-25T23:37:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Bear","Dalmatian","Gay","M/M","Raccoon","Tiger","Vixen","Wolf","bunker","underground","virus"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1051424-book-1-chapter-1-jesper","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1051424","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1051424\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\n1.\nHe\nwas dying. He was one of the last few on the planet who the virus that attacked\nhim from within. From his bed, the Dalmatian lied there, unable to cope with\nthe fact that he was slowly deteriorating. On the wall hung some drawings. A\ncouple were of his parents, at least what he could remember of them. They flash\nin his memory from time to time. But he can never remember who they were.\nJesper\nwas his name. A name that wasn't always the greatest. All the time, he hears\npeople call him Jasper. Yet the truth is, there was never an \"a\" in his name.\nIt has always been a pet peeve of his.\nAt\nleast, that's what his caretaker, Ava Darling always told him. She was a bright\norange vixen with bright green eyes. She has been there by Jesper's side since\nhe was a pup. She was there to see his birth. \"I've always been a friend of\nyour dad's,\" she said all the time. \"It was a shame to see him pass away.\"\nShe\nworked as a nurse. She saved lives. Jesper liked to think of it that way. If\nonly she could save his.\nSome\nearly signs of HIV include flu-like symptoms. Jesper started to notice that\nover a month ago when he contracted the virus. He passed it off, thinking it\nwas nothing. But he had to go to the hospital days later after a large stomach\ncramp. He didn't take the news well. He sat in his room for sixty hours weeping\ninto his pillow.\nAva\nwas there by his side. She always cared about him and helped him. \"No matter\nhow bad this gets, you're gonna fight this, kid,\" she said at the time. \"I know\nit.\" She started giving him the meds to help fight the virus off, but Jesper\nknew it was incurable.\nHe\nwas slowly dying and there was nothing he could do.\nSo\nas he laid in his bed, looking up at the ceiling where new drawings were hung\nup, he heard a frantic knock on the door. Probably just some cranky neighbor\nagain, he thought to himself. At least, until he heard the sound of a crash.\nHe\nsat up in bed, unsure of whether he should go downstairs to investigate. He\ndecided to go for it. Just as the Dalmatian got onto his feet, he hears the\nsound of thumping up the stairs. Two sets of footsteps? No, three. Three sets.\n            His\ndoor was thrown open, taking him aback and knocking him down onto his mattress.\nA wolf and a fox (judging by their tails) came in, dressed in hazmat suits; a\nchild's nightmare. \"Mr. Jesper Henning,\" the wolf spoke. \"We need you to come\nwith us.\"\n            They\ndidn't give him time to talk. They reached out and grabbed him by the arms. He\nstruggled to get free. No. No! Jesper threw his elbow back, nailing the lupine\nright in the gut. He swung his fist into the fox's shield of glass covering his\nface. Both fell onto the floor. He saw his moment and dashed out of the room,\ntowards the stairs.\n            Before\nhe could even go down halfway, Ava was racing up to meet him halfway. She\ngrasped him by the shoulders, shaking the scared Dalmatian. \"Ava, what's going\non?\" Jesper asked. His breathing had quickened, his heart was racing and on\nfire. \"I thought they weren't going to be doing that until-\"\n            \"Relax,\nJesper,\" Ava said calmly, snapping him out of it. \"You're not being\nexperimented on. They only wore those suits for caution.\" She then leaned\nforward, her wet nose tickling his black ear. Her voice lowered to a whisper.\n\"You're being sent underground. All of you.\"\n            That's\nwhen a dart knocked him out.\n***\n            When\nhe came to, he was cold, wet, and shivering with fear. His was afraid to open\nhis eyes. The men in suits could have been there; wherever he was. You're being sent underground. That was\nthe last thing he heard. But, why? Why was he being forced into it? And why all\nof a sudden?\n            Jesper\ncounted to 100 and then opened his eyes. The room was dimly lit. The walls were\na little slimy and the floor was covered in water. In the center of the room\nwas a silver circle with three holes in it. A shower. He was in a shower. His\nfur was wet, making a squishing sound as he rose to his feet slowly as if a\ndart would come back and knock him out again.\n            A\ntowel rested around his waist, covering him halfway. His arm felt heavy. A quick\nglance downwards revealed that he was bearing a metallic bracelet on his right\nwrist. It showed only a number. 1. What does that mean?\n            The\nDalmatian then heard a click then a whirrr.\nThe right wall opened up to reveal a brighter room. He shielded his eyes until\nthey adjusted. Inside, hung on a couple hooks, were some new clothes. Jesper\nslipped them on. A black T-shirt with dark-colored jeans and steeled-toes brown\nboots. They weren't really his favorite colors but he admitted to himself that\nthey looked good with his spots.\nSitting\non a shelf next to it was a sealed envelope. He grabbed it, tearing it open\nwith his index finger. Inside was a note. Everything\nwill be explained. Stay safe. A. Taped to the back was the unmistakable red\nplastic cover of a durex condom. What is going on?\nAnother\ndoor slid open. Inside came strolling a black wolf in a lab coat. Before Jesper\ncould bombard him with questions, he said, \"Mr. Henning, I'm Dr. Drew.\"\nSuddenly, it felt like everything was coming too much at the same time. The\nnote was from Ava, obviously, and she knew where he was. And this wolf might be\nin association with her. \"Welcome to the Bunker.\"\n***\nDrew\nled Jesper through a series of hallways. It was mostly dark with the occasional\nlightbulb from the ceiling lighting the way. The Bunker. That's where Drew said\nhe was. But what exactly does that mean? The only thing that kept Jesper moving\nwas his curiosity. Though he wasn't a cat, he was sure that something any\nmoment might kill him before the virus did.\nTo\nhell with sayings, he thought. He stopped in his tracks. \"What is going on\nhere? Why are you doing this to me?\"\nDrew\nstopped as well before turning around. \"I will explain everything,\" he said\nwith that smile of his. That seemingly innocent smile. What Jesper wouldn't\ngive to punch it off of him. In most movie moments, this was where the bad guy\nkept going before talking. This was no movie. \"This is the Bunker, a secret\nunderground city for people like you.\"\n\"People\nlike me?\" Jesper asked.\n\"Those\nwho contracted the HIV virus,\" Drew explained. All he wanted to do was hurt him\nmore, but he let the doc continue. \"Over a hundred years ago, the United States\nhad over 26 million patients with AIDS. However, last year, there were only 26\nthousand. The virus is slowly dying, but we're fighting against it with all we\nhave. So, the government issued an order to take care of the last-\"\n\"You're\ngoing to kill us,\" Jesper finished. His chest was stabbed with fear.\nDrew\nshook his head. \"No. The best way to kill of HIV is to round up everyone who\nhas it and keep them together. While it can't spread, we work with them and try our hardest to find a\ncure once and for all.\" Jesper didn't like this guy. There was something he was\nkeeping from him. But what?\nInstead\nof pulling him forward, Drew stepped forward towards him and handed him a small\nplastic card. \"This is your ID down here. Whatever you do, do not lose it. That would be bad for not\nonly us, but for you as well.\" The Dalmatian took it. It was the size of a\ncredit card, only it has his face on it with the name Jesper Henning on it with\nan ID number. One that he certainly could never memorize.\n\"Now,\nif you follow me, I'll show you the Common Area where the others are.\" Drew\nresumed walking down the hall. Jesper could only follow. He didn't know his way\naround the place. If he tried to escape, then he would be lost within two\nseconds.\nNoise\nstarted to fill his ears. It was faint at first, almost like a hallucination,\nbut then it gradually grew louder the more steps he took. Drew turned left and\nmotioned his paw for Jesper to enter the room. Inside was a huge circular area\nwith a dome-shaped ceiling. The walls were brown, the lighter kind. Cement\npillars encircled the room. Jesper counted 50 tables spread out equally. Each\nhad around 20 seats. This place could hold up to one thousand citizens. And he\nwas alone.\nPeople\nwere lined up in front of a window on the far end. It was bustling with\nactivity, but Jesper saw that it was for food. He looked up towards the dome\nwhere a large clock sat. Both hands pointed at the twelve. His stomach rumbled.\n\"Go\non, get something to eat,\" Drew insisted. \"But then I want you to meet your\nroommate.\" The work struck at him. Roommate. He's never lived with anyone\nbefore (except for Ava and his parents, if only he could remember them). But he\nslowly trots over to the back of the line, which is only fifteen people away.\nStanding\nat the end was a little grey raccoon that came up to his shoulders. He was\nwearing a brown fedora with cameo pants and a white shirt. \"Were you in line?\"\nJesper asked.\nThe\nraccoon looked up at him. \"Nah. Go ahead.\" His accent was dark, but in a way\nthat made Jesper curious about him. But the line moved and so did he. As it\ndid, he noticed a little ferret come up to the raccoon. The latter of the two\nhanded over a small bottle of gel-like substance in it. Lube? How in the world\ndid he get ahold of some? What goes\non around here?\nOnce\nhe's at the front, he's handed a small brown bag stapled shut. \"You're new\nhere, aren't you?\" the fox behind the counter asked. The Dalmatian only nodded\nbefore scanning the room to find Drew again.\nHe\nwas standing at the far end of the room, talking to some vixen. As Jesper\napproached, Drew lit up and motioned him towards a nearby table. At the end sat\na grizzly bear wearing a red vest that looked way too small for him, a white\nundershirt, and blue jeans. The first thing that came to Jesper's mind was that\nwhoever this was looked like a typical lumberjack.\n\"Hey,\nDallas!\" Drew called. The bear looked up. \"I want you to meet your roommate.\"\nI'm living with him? Jesper asked to\nhimself. The wolf patted the pup on the shoulders saying \"Good luck\" before\nwalking away.\nJesper,\nseeing no other option, sat across from Dallas, who has yet to talk. Neither of\nthem said anything. To Jesper, there were three kinds of relationships. One was\nwhere people talk, two was when nobody says a word and steers clear of each\nother, and three was the part where they hate each other's guts. Between the\npup and the bear, it was looking like a two leaning towards a three.\nDallas\ntook a sip of his drink (smelled like street coffee) before clearing his\nthroat. \"Have a seat, little pup,\" he said, nodding towards the chair opposite\nhis. Jesper slowly eased down onto the seat. He teared open his bag then\nspilled out the contents. A ham-and-turkey sandwich, an orange, and a packet of\nfruit snacks. What was this? Third grade? But Jesper's stomach rumbled so he\ndidn't argue.\nMinutes\nafter he started slowly nipping down his food (with occasional glances up\ntowards the older-looking ursine), someone hopped into the seat next to him.\n\"How's it going newbie?\" Jesper looked over and saw it was the raccoon from the\nlunch line. He kept talking. \"The name's John, as in John Valencio. I see you've\nmet big boy Dallas, here.\" The bear uttered a grunt in his direction. \"Now, if\nonly...\" He scanned the room as if he were missing an expensive watch.\nJohn\nstood up onto his chair and looked around the room. He perked up then waved\nsomeone over. It was a tiger with snow white fur and dark black stripes. \"There\nyou are, Miller!\" John said as he took a seat next to Dallas. \"Newbie, this is\nMiller; one of my best friends in the Bunker. Go ahead. Say hi.\" Neither the\nDalmatian or tiger said anything. \"Ah, I get it. Not talkers? There's something\nyou have in common! Say, spotty, what's your name?\"\n\"Jesper,\"\nthe dog muttered, taking a swig or water from a nearby fountain.\n\"Jasper,\nhuh? Not a bad name.\"\n\"No...\nJesper, with an e.\" John nodded as he understood perfectly. The pup then looked\nacross from him towards the intimidating bear. \"I'm his new roommate\napparently.\"\n\"I\nsee.\" John then turned towards the bear. \"Your roommate has finally gone Five,\nhas he?\" Jesper turned towards the raccoon, his tail curling up on himself. He\ngave him a curious looking, asking what the term meant. Going Five. The raccoon\nonly replied, \"It's best if you don't know at the moment. You're too... new. Say,\nDallas, isn't it about time you're breaking in the new roomie?\" He flashed him\na sly grin.\nThe\nursine rolled his eyes, getting up from his seat. \"What does he mean by that?\"\nJesper asked.\n\"Come\nwith me,\" Dallas said. He started walking around the perimeter of the domed\nCommon Area. The Dalmatian quickly gathered up his trash and followed, dropping\nhis waste in the nearest trash can. Once caught up, they walked side by side\nuntil Dallas took a left into a corridor known as Sector Z.\nEvery\nseveral feet, a door with a number would appear on either side of the hall.\nEach one had a black box right where a doorknob would be. The numbers appeared\nto have been going in descending order from 20. They turned right. Left. Right\nagain. Dallas stopped in front of a door labeled 7. \"Put your ID right here,\"\nthe bear instructed, pointing at the black box.\nJesper\ndug into his pocket for his card. He did as Dallas said, waving his ID around\nin front of the box. He heard a beep. Then saw a green light. Next thing he\nknew, the door slid open to the right, opening up what appeared to be an\napartment before him.\nHe\nstepped inside slowly, as if it will crumble away if he went too fast. A flat\nscreen was on the left wall in front of a purple velvet couch. The carpet that\ncovers this room is the world map, distorted to fit into the shape of a square.\nA couple paintings hang up on the wall in which the door sits. On Jesper's\nright is another door, this one with a knob on it.\nDallas\ncaught Jesper's eye. \"Go ahead,\" he urged. \"Open it. It's where you're going to\nbe living.\" The dog was a little nervous about this; about all of this: the Bunker, the people, the new environment. He\ncouldn't keep his paw from shaking as he grasped the knob and turned it.\nInside\nwas a small bedroom with green walls. Correction; three green walls and one\nblack one. A large bed, large enough to accommodate four people, sat on the\nleft side. (One thing Jesper noticed is that on the other side of it, it looked\nlike there was enough room for another bed.) In the opposite corners were two\nwooden-finished dressers; one of which seemed to have been overflowing with\nclothes. The other had all four drawers opened and emptied.\n\"What\nhappened in here?\" Jesper asked.\nDallas\nsighed, sliding the main door shut. \"My old roommate went Five so he had to\nleave. One day, they came in and took him away. So... here you are.\"\nHe\nlooked back at the empty space where a bed once was. \"Where am I supposed to\nsleep?\" he asked.\nThe\nbear nodded at the oversized bed. \"In there. With me.\" With him? The thought was a little scary considering Jesper only\nmet him not even an hour ago. But it was the fear and risk that made Jesper a\nlittle excited at the same time.\nThen\nsomething popped back into his brain. \"Um... when John said you were going to\nbreak me in... what did he mean by that?\"\nHis\npants were getting tighter as he realized what that meant. Dallas took notice,\nan evil grin spread across his face. The bear kicked the door shut, leaving\nthem alone in their private room. Nowhere to go, Jesper thought. No way out of\nthis. And yet the thoughts were only driving him a little wild.\nA\nsecond later, Dallas moved forward and pushed him back onto the bed. Jesper\nonly watched as the ursine in front of him started to strip. Off came the red\nvest and white undershirt, revealing a large, extended gut that came nearly to\nhis knees. He dropped his pants, leaving him in the nude, then pinned Jesper to\nthe bed with just a paw. \"He means,\" Dallas said. \"That it's time to be broken\nin.\"\nHe\ncouldn't say anything. The bear flipped him over onto his stomach and started\nyanking his jeans down until they were past his buttocks. Jesper whimpered. He\nsweated and panted out of fear of this stranger's power. This is what happened\nto give him an STD. But for some reason, he was liking this. His cock was\nhardened and throbbing, begging for release. He nearly barked when he felt\nsomething large and wet penetrate his hole. It squirmed around inside of him\nfor a few inches, opening his anus wide open.\n\"Mmmm,\nI see I've caught I tight one,\" Dallas said. He gripped Jesper's rear,\nspreading his cheeks. Jesper yipped once he felt something hard poke at his\nhole. He moaned as Dallas stretched him open. His pulsing cock slid in deeper\nand deeper. It felt inches thick. His ass went from cold to fire in two\nseconds. A sweat broke out on his forehead. He panted as Dallas finally hilted\nhim, wriggling around to keep him wide open.\n\"Ahhhh\nGod it hurts!!!\" Jesper shouted at the top of his lungs. The fire consumed him\nfrom the waist down. Dallas slowly moved out of him, then slammed back in,\njolting a bark from the sub taking it all in. The fire soon died down as the\npace quickened. The burning replaced by pleasure, the hunger for more. The bed\nstarted to rock with Dallas' more frequent, harder thrusts.\nIn.\nOut. In. Out. The rhythm was picking up, their breathing started to increase in\nintensity. Jesper's own rod was precumming free-pawed. He humped the mattress,\nfeeling his climax build. Dallas started to swell a little inside of him,\nthreatening to burst.\n\"Ahhh\nfuck!!! I'm gonna...!!!\" Dallas let out a mighty roar, releasing it all. Jesper\nshouted with a scream that burned his throat. The fire in his ass returned as\nhe was filled with hot and sticky bear cum. Soon he was shooting his own load\nall over the sheets, covering it with pasty white. He collapsed onto his mess.\nDallas pulled out of him (which drove out a little whimper) then sat on the bed\nnext to him, rubbing his back.\n\"Wow,\"\nhe panted. \"Was that your first time taking a bear?\" The dog nodded. \"Well, you\ndid great. I'm going to get a shower. You're more than welcome to join if you\nwant.\" He got up then left the room. Minutes later, Jesper could hear the sound\nof running water close by.\nHe\ndidn't want to get up, though. Once the afterglow struck, he wanted nothing\nmore than to sleep. Sleep until there was no more reason to be asleep.\n***\n            When\nJesper came to, he was drowsy. Something kept him pinned onto the bed and it\nwasn't anything physical. But something tangible did hold him back. Jesper looked over his shoulder and saw Dallas\nbehind him. The bear had his eyes closed and was snoring softly. (He giggled\nwhen he noticed a little pile of drool on the pillow.) What really set him off\nwas that he was back in his clothes, tucked under a blanket and being spooned\nby someone he met only...\n            What\ntime was it? Dallas didn't have a clock in the room. For now, he'll just say it\nwas about three hours since they fucked. Slowly, Jesper removed the blanket and\nstood up on the far side of the bed. He winced as he ass felt a little strange.\nNot pain, that was long gone. It would be some time to adjust to getting fucked\nby someone three times his size.\n            The\nDalmatian crept over to the door, tip toeing so he wouldn't wake the bear. He\nturned the knob slowly and left into the main room. The lights were off. When\nlooking at the main door, he patted his pocket to find his ID card. Dallas had put\nthat back as well. Jesper scanned the door open. The hallway was lit up from\nthe overhead lights. But it was quiet. Too quiet.\n            He\nslowly moved down the hall towards where he believed the Common Area was. The\nmain door made no noise as it slid shut. Step by step, he made a turn then\nanother. Each one took nearly ten seconds.\nIn\neleven minutes, he was at the rim of the Common Area. The tables had been put\naway. The giant clock overhead said it was nine o'clock. So he was asleep for over eight hours. How much oxytocin can\na bear release on a person during sex?\nAs\nJesper was about to step into the room, he heard voices. He ducked back into\nthe hallway, keeping up against the wall. One of the voices was familiar,\ntalking in a low voice. \"I'm sure that everything will be fine,\" it said. Hold\non, that one was too familiar. Jesper\npeered one eye around the corner and saw a black wolf standing there talking to\nsomeone else. Drew. \"These kids have no idea. All of them are too stupid to\nnotice.\"\n\"Jacob,\nwe've already had thirty-seven people go wrong over the past few years,\"\nanother voice said. \"Half of them this year alone. Someone is going to connect\nthe dots sooner or later.\" Jesper risked another look around the corner. This\none was a red vixen in a similar lab coat as Drew. Ava! What was she doing down here?\n\"Miss\nDarling, I know that you're concerned, especially for the newest recruit-\"\n\"Jesper,\"\nshe said firmly. \"His name is Jesper Henning. I raised him as my own. I was\nfriends with his parents before they died from that plane crash.\"\nDrew\nnodded. \"I understand. But you realize that he's going to go Five one of these\ndays. Once he does, I need to know that you'll be willing to do whatever it\ntakes to keep the virus under control.\"\nAva\ngave him a hard look as if to say I'm\ngoing to melt you with my laser vision. \"I get it. I'm just saying that\nthere's always another solution if you look hard enough.\"\nDrew\nlaughed playfully. \"I've always liked that about you, Miss Darling. You've\nalways been the one to be optimistic. But, you heard our orders; Operation MEHP\nmay be approaching sooner than we think.\"\nJesper\nturned on his heel and ran.\n"}