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A meteor in the middle of the day usually meant there was a great streak of good fortune to be had for those that witnessed it. One pair of dark blue eyes stared up at the gleaming line in the sky, a line of gold headed by a ball of fire that rivaled the sun. For a moment he did have to shield his eyes, and a minute later there came the crack of thunder that was ten times greater than any strike of lightning could produce.

Furrus was a proud man, he stood with his chest pushed out and his head held high. The dark rings of his fur pattern over his golden undertone showed him to be a strong leopard, adorned as he was in a set of plasma proof clothes that whipped in the wind. Behind him flowed a cape that would even snap when pulled particularly hard. Before him stretched the vast beach of the island, from where he was was likely a half mile from the ocean. It was a small plot of land, possibly forty miles in diameter, completely uninhabited save for the overgrowth of trees and the flocks of birds that visited it. It was just outside of any nation's domain, making it perfect for hiding and conducting less than legal business.

He took a deep breath of the salty air, and it was about then that the deep rumble of a hovercraft came to his ears. He turned in time to see such a craft skim the line of trees at his back, his own airship settled on landing struts about a hundred feet away. The diamond shaped vessel circled the area twice before it slowed and descended, three leg spikes jutting out to stab the ground as its weight came to bare. With a high pitch, whirring moan the craft's engine slowed, its internal battery allowed to rest for the time being.

The big cat began to walk casually towards the ship, one paw left to swing at his side while the other rested on his hip where a blaster pistol was holstered. He expected nothing less than a normal transaction between these two bounty hunters, but they were nonetheless bounty hunters. Any leg up in the game was usually sought after, no matter the price. Still, there was a matter of honor and money, and any of their creed that fired on them risked retaliation. Risks such as these were best not to invoke, but that didn't mean for a complete let down of guard.

When he had come about fifty feet from the hovercraft the port side door came open with a hiss. It swung down like a jaw and out telescoped a set of rigid stairs that didn't stop until they hit sturdy ground. From within the ship came a figure walking down those steps, a burly cyborg that once used to be bull. Half of his body was still organic, but every bit of living flesh was encased in durable armor, the only organic thing visible was the dark yellow eye that stared beside the glowing, red, robotic one.

Clutched in the bionic bovine's hand was a chain, and at the end of that chain was connected to a pair of steel shackles that secured a small figures arms together. Shrouded in a dark blue cloak with the hood pulled over its face, the following thing trailed quickly in the far larger man's shadow. The feline smirked as he saw them both. The cyborg was someone that he had worked with before and trusted more than others of the same line of work.

"Traxis! Good to see you," Furrus called out with a smirk, stopping about fifteen feet away. The mechanical man did the same and he gave a nod of his head in greeting.

"It's Captain Traxis, actually," the bull corrected, his voice deep and staticy, his mouth not moving to produce the words. "I am at the helm of a fleet."

"I didn't know bounty hunters commanded fleets," the leopard called out.

"Makes for easier bounty hunting," the cyborg retorted. "Perhaps you should try it, rather than relying on psychic children."

"Psychic children make for plenty easy bounty hunting, believe me," The leopard replied with a wink. "And I only have to worry about one ship."

"Yes, well," the bovine grumbled and gave a rough tug on the chain, causing the small figure to stumble to the cyborg's side, now easily seen to be a child that was maybe ten years old or so. From within the dark confines of the cub's hood was a pair of glowing green eyes and a head that held the visage of a female otter. "I have fulfilled my half of the transaction, I would like to be paid."

"As you are rightfully owed," Furrus agreed and with his off paw grabbed a small electronic device that was in the shape of a rectangular tablet, its face made to be an entire screen. The feline tapped his claw away at an app that he sifted through, entering information and giving permission. A green check mark and light flashed across the screen and the leopard turned his eyes back up to the larger individual, a smile played across his lips.

"Payment received," Captain Traxis grumbled. From his own side he produced a small key and flicked it across the distance to the cat, who caught it easily in the paw that had been hovering over his pistol. In the same instant the bull released the chain and let it drop noisily to the sandy ground before he turned and began walking for his own craft.

Furrus watched his acquaintance climb the steps before they too retreated back into his vessel. The hovercraft's engine gave a roar and it lifted into the air like a frog. Dipping above the treeline, it turned around in mid air and then shot off towards some unseen destination. The two watched the entire show, but by the time the robed girl turned back, Furrus had already taken up the discarded end of chain.

"You knew I wasn't lying when I said I'd have you again if you escaped, Luss," the big cat said and stepped up to the girl. He reached a paw out and yanked back her hood, revealing that she was a rather small otter, her features crisscrossed by what looked like purple, swirling runes. She averted her eyes, a frown showing on her lips. He smirked at her indignation and stepped past her. She didn't move until the chain became taught. She followed him the farthest she could as he stepped up to the ramp that lead down from his own ship.

Up he went and she continued to follow, though she really didn't want to. A large lobby was revealed, meant to host guests, it was furnished with couches, beds, and chairs. Off from it was an open kitchen, various bedrooms, and two bathrooms. Sitting about on the furniture were two other small girls that weren't all too different from the one that came up in shackled paws. One was a bunny and the other a fox, each about her same age and each having similarly, though different colored, runes stretching over their faces and bodies.

"For a Motivoss you sure don't think much of Daddy," the young vixen chided the otter as she came to a stop. The orange furred girl wore nothing but a long T-shirt that draped over her body like a dress. Luss gave her a sidelong glance and then stuck her tongue out the first chance she got.

"Quiet, Jazz," the leopard grumbled softly. "She'll get her due in time, she doesn't need to be berated. She's back home now, that's all that really matters," he continued and came closer to the otter after he had pressed a button that caused the ramp to clasp back up into the hovercraft's belly. With the key in paw he reached down and undid the braces, letting them drop heavily to the floor with a loud thud.

From across the room, settled into a reclining chair was the bunny who glanced out from behind the book she was reading but decidedly stayed silent. She did watch though as her owner gave the robed girl a gentle nudge in the back and gestured for the master bedroom. "Come on now, you and I need to have some alone time," he said, urging her to move forward. After a hesitant moment she did begin to move, walking off with her eyes turned to the floor.

The fox and rabbit watched as their would be sister and their owner disappeared into the dark room, the door closing at their back and locking. They gave one glance at each other before they went back to whatever recreational activity they were once doing.

Within the master bedroom, Furrus stripped away the top layer of his clothing, leaving his torso naked. He pulled away the gun holsters and utility packs that hung from his waist before undoing the string of his pants. Luss sat on the edge of the king sized bed, staying quiet and still as she waited for her owner to become naked. The inside of the room was an altar of the leopard's accomplishments. Trophies, pictures and various decorations had personalized it to the point that there wasn't hardly an inch of wall space that didn't have some sort of news paper clipping or map that showed detailed plans of accomplished missions.

Despite the entire room having so much stuff, it was actually very clean. The floor was entirely clear of trash or clothes, the carpet well groomed of hardly any specks that would have interrupted its white surface. Upon close inspection someone would even find that every trinket had its specific place and was meticulously lain so that it didn't come off as haphazard.

Luss was gazing around at the interior, it wasn't often that she or her sisters were allowed in, they did have their own rooms after all. It was when her owner stepped up to her front entirely naked that she focused her eyes on him again. Her gaze fixed to his sheath first, entirely average for who he was but very large for someone like her. The tip of his cock peered from the opening and she could smell the musk coming off of it. A light blush formed on her cheeks.

"Now, Luss," he began and rested his paws on his hips. He was a very fit individual, and rather young, despite his rugged appearance. "Why did you run away from home?"

"I..." she said after a moment of collecting her thoughts. "I don't like seeing you hurt other people...I just wanted to get away..." Her voice was soft and gentle, entirely reflective of her young age.

"I only hunt the bad people," he replied and tilted his head.

"That's a lie," she said confidently and turned her eyes up to meet his. He gave a slight wince and then rubbed a paw tiredly over his face. For a moment he had forgotten that he couldn't lie to her, that was her psychic aptitude. She could always tell when someone was lying, but not to what degree. She was extremely useful when it came to interrogations.

"Luss, I know that you don't like the violence. I know you don't like seeing me beat people up to get a bounty, but it's what we have to do to survive," he said and knelt down in front of her, his paws coming up to take her own in his. He stared into her beautiful eyes his a pleading gaze. "I try to get only bad guys, but sometimes we don't have the luxury of being able to choose. Sometimes the police want the guy that stole money to feed his family, I'm not the judge, I never aspired to be," he continued. "But we need to eat too, and keeping this whole operation afloat sometimes requires...less than ethical means."

The otter girl gave a sad nod and turned her eyes down, for she knew that everything he spoke was the truth. "I don't mean to subject you girls to that kind of stuff, but it has to be done for us to live happy lives." she continued to nod in understanding, and a smile broke over his lips as he stood up. "I missed you, you know," he said with an affectionate smile. A smile of her own broke over her lips and she craned her face up to see his.

"I missed you too, daddy," she replied.

"I'm not going to punish you this time, but I will next time. And you know already that I will find you, no matter where you go." She nodded her head in understanding, both statements holding truth. "Good girl," he whispered and brought his paws in and took either side of her robe and drew them apart. Much like her sister, beneath the fabric she wore nothing at all, her lithe body showing the clean slate before puberty.

The small girl scooted back on the bed and spread her legs obediently, already knowing what he wanted. She didn't need psychic abilities for that. She laid back some and stretched her arms above her head, her small hips shifting from side to side as he stared hungrily at her naked form.

He leaned his head down close between her legs. He began gently kissing up the inside of her thigh. "I had plenty of sleepless nights worrying about you," he continued as he got up to her prepubescent pussy. His tongue drew across the soft, wet folds and he began to lap eagerly. A high pitched moan escaped her mouth and she brought a paw to her lips to nibble at the back of her index finger. He pushed his face more firmly between her thighs and on reflex she wrapped her legs over his shoulders and behind his head. His strong paws grasped her hips and her backside lifted from the bed.

As he crawled up onto the pure white bed sheets he nudged her further back until she was situated at the center of the bed. There he closed his eyes and began to drag his tongue back and forth against her young lips, pushing them apart to lap at her pink insides. As pleasure ran up through her belly she couldn't help but squirm and whimper, her own eyes clenched shut in enjoyment. Her other paw came down to settle between her owner's ears, petting between them and even grabbing at the thick lock of hair that was pulled back in a ponytail.

He drew his wet appendage in circles around her entrance and would even push inside. She wasn't a virgin, this treatment and more having been done to her plenty of times. She found the mental restraint to pull her thighs apart, legs spreading as far as they would go as he began to push his tongue inside. He drew it back and forth, fucking her with it as he would try and lick at the far end of her cunt. He gave a low murr causing his member to vibrate within and making her to scream out hotly.

Ever so slowly Furrus drew his tongue up, taking a moment to dip the tip around and around on her clit before he began to make his way up her body. He would plant gentle kisses as he went over her belly, his powerful form looming to cast a shadow. From all the passionate sounds and movements that she made, the big cat's heart was thundering in his chest, his blood boiled and his cock was fully erect from his sheath despite it not being touched.

Her flat chest heaved as rapidly as his own and her eyes opened just enough to stare into his. His muzzle came down and they shared a quick kiss before he continued up. His wide hips came to settle between her thighs, his hot cock bracing between her pussy lips that dripped with a mixture of her own need and some saliva. She brought her paws up and locked them around the back of his neck as he brought his own down between their thighs, adjusting his member so that it pressed to her entrance.

She gave a soft grunt as he let a hissing moan escape his lips. His thick girth forced her open but she was able to accommodate him, and no pain was felt on her end. Despite the great difference in age it would seem that they had the same amount of sexual experience. Steadily, the leopard let his cock sink inside until it was pressed against Luss's cervix with inches still out in the open. Gripping a fistful of sheets on either side of the small girl, the feline began to move.

His hips started at a slow working motion, gently pulling and pushing against her body. His cock became covered in a mixture of her young fluids and his own precum. She did what she could to pull her legs around to his back but she was still too small. His muscles flexed as speed and force began to pick up and be applied. He didn't make much of a sound other than breathy groans but the girl was moaning out casually, not caring to keep quiet. She still held on to him, though her head was tilted back into the bed and her eyes were shut.

The bed creaked as the last of Furrus's restraints fell away. He thrusted into her like he would any average woman, the adolescent girl's body taking the full brunt of his rocking strokes. A loud clap echoed as their hips would strike and above it all she was screaming his name. "Fuck my daddy! Fuck me harder!" she begged, her mouth hanging open as she drew in hard breaths of air. Gritting his teeth, the leopard obliged her requests. He leaned his chest down to hers and he began to rapidly roll his hips, forcing everything he had into her tight cunt until his balls slapped her bare ass.

He brought his head down to hers and pressed his nose into the name of her neck, growls of concentration ebbed from his chest and throat. His hips were working in a blur of motion, the sheets below their pelvises became soaked in their various fluids. He'd often press himself in and grind his tip against her soaking walls, and every time she would clench down on his throbbing pyre. Her body would spasm every time he'd grind he head of his cock against her G-spot, it was always enough to make her eyes roll back and her tongue to hang out.

There was nothing more that he loved to do than make his little lovelies get nice and sloppy. Luss's fur was matted down around her pelvis, her inner thighs soaked. She grabbed fistfuls of his fur to try and hold on but in the end she was little more than a ragdoll fuck toy.

Suddenly he broke free of her grasp, his upper body pulled back until he was set in a kneeling position with her rear end settled into his lap. His large paws grabbed her by the waist and he began to yank her back onto his dick as he pushed it forward. Her upper body flopped against he bed, her weight meaning nothing when pitted against his powerful form. She watched herself get so aggressively used but she loved every second of it. Her arms splayed out and tried to grab anything she could but whenever she would her paws would get yanked free.

Together their moans ascended in volume. Furrus's head was tilted back, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the waves of ecstatic pressure that emanated every time he drove himself inside of her. He found himself getting close to orgasm, which seemed to only spur his movements faster. The clapping grew faster and Luss was crying out for his cum. It was her beautiful words that finally sent him over the edge. Between hard growls and snarls the pressure in his lower belly grew rapidly and climbed the inside of his cock with lightning speed.

The otter girl's hips suddenly locked hard against his own, his arms bulging with muscles as he held her tight against his lap. She could feel the warmth of his milky cum flooding her belly, almost hot to the touch but she nonetheless felt full and satisfied by it being inside of her. His form shivered and another quick jerk or two renewed the flow of semen into her pussy. From her angle there wasn't a single drop of the precious fluid that leaked out, at least not until he relaxed and set her down.

Uselessly, she dropped from his hold and slowly rolled onto her side. Cum oozed from her pussy as his dick slipped free, her body curling in on itself to enjoy the afterwaves of their intimate ecstasy. From where screams of pure bliss had once filled the room there was now heavy breathing and slow movements that caused the bed to whine a bit. Furrus was watching over his beloved when there can a slight knock at the door and a voice.

"Sir?" came the sound, he recognized it from the rabbit child he had under his employ. He turned his head to glance back at the door and then got up from the bed. He didn't care to put on any clothes, so when he opened it the shy lapine was given a full view of his dripping cock, still coated in her sister's juices and her owner's seed.

"Yes?" he inquired and stepped out into the living room, the door of his bedroom closing silently behind him .

"There's a transmission from Captain Tet. He says he has an urgent mission for us," she continued on, her eyes unable to peel away from the very musky, semi-erect manhood that dangled two feet away.

"Thank you, Rain," he said and stepped past her, his paw reaching out to pet between her ears as he made his way, still naked, to the helm of the ship. Watching him go, the bunny girl didn't move from her spot near his door, instead she waited until her owner was gone from sight before she stepped to his door and opened it just a crack. She glanced inside and saw the still body of her sister, still twitching and leaking cum profusely from her pussy. The blush across Rain's cheeks grew and she gently pulled the door shut, letting her satisfied sister rest for the time being. It would seem that the time of her coming back to the family couldn't have been any better.