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Zootopia chap 4

"There should be a master list... somewhere Judy." Clawhauser grunted, as he pulled down yet another dusty box of city records from the metal shelving. And waddled over to the table, where the cutey little Bunny was looking over file after dusty file.

"Oh I'm sure." Judy agreed, wiping the sweat from her brow and smearing dust all over his sleek gray fur. "The trouble is these old records were just thrown into box's willy nilly, nothing is file correctly at all."

"Yes... well the city laid off the archivists... and had all of this packed up by movers." Jacob the Panda in charge of the city records depot explained, wearily as he helped Judy search through the files. "I've spent twelve years trying to get thing organized, and still haven't gotten through a tenth of the mess." Jacob moaned hopelessly, as he finish with the file he was looking at and put it into a pile on a nearby table. Judy arched an eyebrow questioningly, as the Panda picked up another dusty file from the box. "City requisition's again... office supplies." The Panda explained in his mournful tone, even as the bunny nodded and returned to her search.

Clawhauser sat down opposite Judy, and began going through the mountain of papers. A candy bar hanging out the side of his muzzle, as he slowly chewed it down. "This is some nasty case..." The fat Cheetah observed darkly, as he took the stub of the candy bar out of his maw. Sliding the last of the wrapper off, before tossing the rest of the bar into his mouth. "Even darker that the night howlers case a few years back. I've been reading your case file..." The Cheetah shuddered, like the Rabbit herself he'd not realized the dark under currents that ran through the city. "I feel sorry of the kids parents... its going to be very hard finding out all of this. First that their son is gay with a love of bottoming for predators, and well it sure looks like he's been mutilated by one of them." The fat Cheetah gulped, as if just realizing how bluntly he'd been speaking about some very naughty subjects. "You know I'd always heard about black market meat, but I never believed it was for real." The hefty feline shuddered once again, before digging another candy bar out of his pocket. "Its a good thing none of this was brought up at the det mayors trial, it might have made her predator hating look more sympathetic. What with all the cock and ball eating..." Clawhauser went on around mouthful's of candy bar, little strings a drool escaping from the corners of his mouth.

"Its not the same thing at all." Judy countered, although she didn't sound completely convinced herself. After they had gotten into this case she'd looked up the predation laws, and they had been a real eye opener. They were written in such away as to leave huge loop holes for the predators, in fact all a predator had to do was get the prey animal to consent in the broadest terms. And it was perfectly legal to eat either part or even all of them, and the fact that the meat was legal to both possess and sale. Unless it could be proven it had been taken legally, made it almost impossible to shut down predators like Charn, Riley, Sirus, or Tobias. It was almost like the government was protecting them, wanted them to stay in the business of emasculating other males.

"No... no of course not... but you know how lawyers like to muddy the waters. And color the opinions of the jurors, with any thing that might get their clients off." The hefty Cheetah pointed out, as he handed his file to the Panda across the table. "More office requisition's..." Clawhauser explained, as Jacob took the offered paper work and put it in the correct pile.

Even with Palmer's words of praise from the night before, this was a dry, fruitless task, but the little Bunny approached it like she did everything else. With grit, determination, and her seemingly boundless energy, still her mind wandered a bit to Nick. The Fox was handling his own part of the investigation, the idea of Nick facing those big preds kinda scared her. Seeing the dead Fox in the morgue, had brought home just how dangerous this case was. Whoever killed him could just as easily kill Nick, and that really frightened the Bunny. Making her realize just how intense her feelings of him really were, she never wanted to lose Nick. Judy understood now that she loved him... more wholly... more intensely than she'd ever loved anyone. "Ahem... its getting late." Judy observed, and in fact it was almost ten thirty at night they had been at this for hours. "Lets call in a night and we can get started again tomorrow... same-time after we've worked our shifts."

***

Nick saw him across the room as he entered, the tall Lion was standing at the restaurants bar. Surrounded by other furs the black maned Lion was plainly telling a joke, the one where a Elephant, a polar Bear and a Wolf walk into a elevator. The Fox drawing closer as the feline told the punch like, _ 'That's not a howl, your standing on my foot paw!' _. The surrounding furs erupting into polite laughter, as the big smiling Lion pats them on the back. And then dismissed himself moving away from the group, Nick moved to intercept him quickly.

"Hello Mr. Lionheart." The sleek red Fox greeted, as he stepped in front of the big Lion... flashing him s wide friendly smile. "Might I have a word with you." The tall feline looked down at the Fox, with a bemused look on his muzzle. Until at last his brows knitted, as he suddenly recognized the Fox.

"Your Officer Wilde... Nick Wilde right." The big Lion asked, his muzzle suddenly taking on a more guarded look, as he realized he was taking to a Cop. Nick could read it on his muzzle, he'd seen it often enough in some of his own old street friends.

"Yes... that's me... but this isn't anything official." The Fox assured the big feline, watching as that guarded look on his muzzle relaxed somewhat... but didn't completely vanish. "I'm looking for something special... and was told by an acquaintance of ours from the rain forest district. Mr. Charn thinks you might know where to get it." The Lion's muzzle relaxed completely at the mention of the Tigers name, his broad smile returning.

"Well now... why don't you join me at my table, and we can discuss this in more detail." The big Lion invited clapping the small Fox hard on the shoulder, and then leading the way over to a private table. It was set well away from another table and at the corner of the stage where the band was playing. Which meant that there was very little chance, of anything they said being over heard by anyone else. Sitting down at the table the Tobias, leaned back in his chair watching as Nick sat down opposite of him. "Now Officer Wilde... what is it you were looking for that... Charn couldn't find for you?" He asked, clearly gloating that he could get what the excepted _ 'King' _of the meat market couldn't managed to get.

"I heard that you have access to a certain sweet meat, from a certain kind of rare fur-less ape." Nick said as delicately as he could manage, watching as the others muzzle reacted to the question.

"Ahaha... that product has been in quite the demand... ever since I came into possession of it." The big Lion beamed, clearly proud that he had gotten something none of the other meat deals had. "You understand of course that there is only a small amount of it... and that makes it very expensive." The big Lion explained, with a look on his muzzle that told the Fox there was no way someone only making ZPD salary could ever afford.

"Oh yes... and if one has to ask how much... well one can't afford it." The little Fox answered, putting the smarmiest look on his pointed vulpine muzzle he could manage. The big Lion gestured to a waiter as he went by, and Nick got the idea that he was ordering something.

"Exactly... I take it your not asking..." Tobias grunted, one eyebrow cocked up slightly as he starred hard at the little Fox. "And how is it that you can afford not to... on your meager police pay check?"

Nick played it up, licking his lip's and looking sordid and unwholesome pleased with himself. "If a fur has wits... there is a lot of money to be made... shall we say off the books in my position." Nick watched the big Lion's lip's draw up into a wide knowing smile, and he nodded his head sagely. His family knew all about corruption in city hall, so corruption in the ZPD only made sense that it was the first Fox officer.

"Perhaps in doing certain work for... someone like Charn." It wasn't really a question, the Lion was getting ideas that went far beyond the things Nick was planning to claim. So Nick went with it smiling broadly, as if the Lion had caught on to him.

"Lets us just say... there is a certain long association between myself an certain figures, that has proven very profitable for all parties involved." Nick was kind of proud of the way he'd worded that, it sounded like it was saying something... but really claimed very little. Perhaps he should go into politics when his police career was done, naw he decided he really wasn't that corrupt.

"I see... well I'm planning to have a little auction tomorrow night, here after hours... for a very select few. Your more than welcomed to come and bid... each bit will be sold separately. I've sampled the twig... so there is only as much of it as one of the plums... but then this isn't about getting a full belly, its about the taste of something new and rare."

"Indeed... and will your suppler be there? I might want to ask him if he can find more, if I can't manage to win the auction of course." Nick explained slickly, as the big Lion nodded his huge maned head slowly.

"Of course... He wanted to see just how profitable these fur-less apes can be. Between you and me... I think he's already gotten a line on where he might get more. So you just might be in luck, I'll introduce you." The big Lion promised, as a sleek antelope waiter arrived at the table with two plates. The scent of freshly cooked meat waffling up to Nicks nose, making the little vulpine shiver. It smelled sooooo good, the plate had perhaps a half dozen small orbs smothered in grilled onions. "The house special... enjoy." Tobias Lionheart explained, as he began to spear the meat and shovel it into his mouth.

Nick joined in almost as eagerly, the real meat making his taste buds sing with pleasure. He wasn't ever half way through, when the big feline finished his own plate full. Which had been much bigger than the Fox's own, Tobias smiled down at his guest. "You really are savoring that..." He chuckled, as he watched as Nick finished off his own plate, licking his lip's in pleasure. "I figured you might like that... its our house special... Rabbit." The big Lion sat forward in his seat, starring at the little Fox hard as he said that. The Lion knew just who Nick worked with every day, the meal was in fact a cleverly laid trap. A test of the Fox, to see if he really was a predator... or merely a undercover officer looking to entrap the Lion.

Nick almost choked as he heard that, his stomach suddenly fighting to expel the meal his mouth had just enjoyed so much. But with supreme will power he kept himself under control, realizing this had been a trap laid for him by the cunning Lion. "What a treat... Normally I eat Bunny pie." Nick leered perversely, making the big feline laugh and relax.

"Eat their balls and mate their females... I like you Nicky." Tobias snickered, clapping the Fox on the shoulder roughly as he share a wide pleased grin. "In fact that dinner is on the house. Just be sure to show up and bid hard tomorrow night huh."

"Oh I wouldn't miss it for the world." Nick assured, as he sat back taking a long drink of the water that had been brought with his meal. This case was proving to be very disquieting, stirring up things within him he hadn't even realized were there. The taste of the meat was still faintly in his mouth, maybe it was one of Judy's brothers or cousins. Nick felt terrible knowing that, he felt dirty and ashamed of himself for having enjoyed eating the meat so much.

***

Judy returned to the apartment on Hill St she shared with Nick now, it was a long way from that tiny place in happy town where she had first lived. It took both of them to pay the rent, but they got a beautiful view of down town. Unlocking the door the little Bunny strolled in, finding the light on in their small kitchen. But the living room was dark, she walked through the kitchen peeking into the semi darkness of the living room. To find Nick sitting there in the darkness, starring out at the twinkling lights of the cityscape stretching out below. "What are you doing sitting there in the dark?" She asked softly, as the Fox jumped and looked around at her standing there bathed in the light streaming out of the kitchen.

"Oh... hi ya carrots." Nick greeted looking at her lovingly, his eyes drinking in the beauty of her. "I was just thinking some things through... its this case its got me all..." He paused, and she could tell by the look on his muzzle it was bothering him even more that it was her. He always seemed so jaded, almost impervious to the things they dealt with as police officers. It was easy to forget that he felt horror and disgust just like everyone else, this case was just as unpleasant for him as it was for her. Judy moved across the semi dark room and climbed into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and snuggling him close.

"I'm here if you want to talk about it." She whispered, nuzzling his long muzzle with her short one softly, letting that nuzzle slowly turn into a kiss. Nick let out a soft sob as he began to talk, telling her about what had went on between himself and Tobias. About his feelings upon learning what he had eaten, and at hearing the Lion's words of praise.

"I feel like I let you down carrots..." The Fox sobbed softly as she kissed him again, assuring him that he'd done and said the right things. That she knew who he truly was, and that she loved him because of who his was. She assured him that his body had reacted only on instinct, by enjoying the taste of that meat. It didn't make him a bad furson, anymore that liking green veggies made her a feral. "You were undercover, doing your job... helping to find a missing furson." Judy reminded him softly, pointing out that they were trying to save someones offspring. They sat snuggling for a long time, until Nick sneezed loudly from the dust on Judy's fur. "Good lord carrots... your a very dirty girl." The Fox snickered, gripping Judy's amble backside and squeezing it in his paws teasingly.

"I had help getting that way..." Judy teased, as she enjoyed the feeling of those paws teasing her body through her clothing.

"Oh really? And who could that have been?" Nick teased right back expecting her to name him as her corrupter, but the cute little Bunny bite her lip and giggled.

"Clawhauser... and a Panda named Jacob."

"Ohooooo dear you are a very dirty girl." Nick choked, spanking the little Bunny's firm round ass cheeks roughly... as she grinned down at him. "Am I going to have to teach you a lesson? Show you who your cutie little Bunny butt belongs to?"

"Heheh... oh yes... in the shower." Judy giggled, jumping up out of his lap and beginning to undress as she pulled him up onto his foot paws. "It may take more than a single lesson... I'm guessing three or four at least, and don't be afraid of being rough. Having it pounded into me is the only way I'll learn..." She said it all looking of sweet and innocent, that Nick had to laugh lewdly. She really knew how to play this up, the sweet innocent farm Bunny unaware of the double meaning within her words.

"With a innocent act like that... you should go into vice... No I take that back... that would make me crazy with jealousy." Nick admitted, as he let her drag him along behind her across the room.

"Ohoooo... I'll ask chief Bogo about a transfer first thing tomorrow." The little Rabbit teased, as she stripped off her clothing as the moved down the hall. Nick trailing along watching as she got steadily more and more naked, until at last in the bathroom she peeled off her panties. And tossed them to him, like he was a horny fan at her own private burlesque show. Nick lifted those frilly panties to his nose, inhaling the sweet scent of her hot little sex.

"I can see now I've been much to soft on you in the past..." The Fox snickered, as he stripped out of his own clothing as Judy got the shower going for them. "I'll have to be brutally hard in my lesson pounding." He chuckled as the young Rabbit moved back over to him, fondling his rock hard red rocket with her soft fingers.

"Brutally hard..." She smirked at those words, as her hand wrapped around his throbbing bone and stroked it teasingly for a moment or two. "Brutally hard pounding... is just what I need. To learn my lesson... please." She looked up into his eyes as she said all of that, and it made Nicks knee's go weak while his heart flip flopped in his chest.

"This is for your own good... I get no pleasure from doing it..." The leering Fox lied so laughably, that it made them both exploded in wild guffaws for a second. "I love you carrots." Nick admitted, as Judy stepped into the shower letting the warm water wash the sweat and dust way.

"Show me..." She invited with a smile, smacking one paw on her wide ass cheek, making the Fox smirk as he stepped into the shower behind her.

"Brutally." Nick promised, moving up close behind the sexy little Rabbit he loved, bending his knee's slightly to lower himself. Nick slipped the pointed tip of his throbbing vulpine fucker into her hot dribbling sex. "Ammm fuck yeah." The slender Fox moaned, his muzzle buried in the wet fur of Judy's neck as he shoved himself inside of her. His long cock tensing and thickening, as he worked to get the whole thing inside. His thrust growing harder and harder, until at last he managed to drive his knot inside of her.

"Ohoo yeah that's what I'm talking about." Judy moaned loudly, as that knot expanded within her tiny sex filling her with the most delightful sensations of fullness. "Pound me hard... make me take the knot... teach me my lesson." She begged now, her voice ragged and breathless as she pushed back into his rough thrusts. "You know what this Bunny needs..." She encouraged, smiling as she felt his thrusting growing wilder and harder within her small body. And although it wasn't made to take his cock, it still made them both feel so very good. She braced her small paws against the wall in front of her, even as she felt him lift her leg's off the floor. He was truly hammering her hard and fast now, glancing back she saw the pleasure on his muzzle.

Nick drove his hard rut stick into that hot slippery Bunny sex faster and faster, his legs straighten so that he had to lift Judy up off the floor. His arms wrapped around her waist, paws cupping and squeezing those pert little breasts. As he nibbled and sucked on her neck, feeling that sweet sex quivering eagerly on his pulsing organ. He was about to cum, all to quickly be then she always had that effect on him. His second and third orgasms would come slowly he knew from experience, and if he was lucky his fourth and fifth was take even longer. They would spend a heavenly night of pure bliss in each others arm's, with his cock buried deep inside her sexy body...

***

Tracing Bernard Fox's last hours had proved very difficult indeed, and had taken the battered Zebra to any number or dark nasty places. So in away this fancy down town hotel was kind of nice, of course the reason he was there was plenty dark and nasty on it's own. The ornate golden metal elevator door slid open with a soft grumble, and the tall Zebra stepped out onto the penthouse level. Across from where he stood we a set of massive double doors, guarded by a nasty looking little Gazelle. The bulges under their coats, telling the old equine very plainly he was very heavily armed.

"What the fuck do you want?" The sleek little Gazelle snarled, doing his best to sound dangerous and confident. But Palmer could read the fear in his eyes, and that fear made him dangerous the old Zebra knew. Scared the Gazelle would shoot first and think about things later, fear made him dangerous... but stupid as well.

"I just wanta see the Fat mammal." The old Zebra explained pleasantly, with a big friendly smile on his battered muzzle. The equine was the very model of control, he could smile like that and shoot a fur dead if he needed to. While he felt emotions as keenly as anyone, but he didn't let them control him and he only showed what he wanted to.

"Yeah... well maybe he don't wanta see you." The little fur countered, playing up his willingness to fight trying to scare the big equine. But the Zebra just strolled up closer, smiling and looking all affable at the little fur.

"Ohooo I think he will." Palmer assured, his smile still big and friend even as he moved within arms length of the Gazelle. "Would you mind asked him sweety..." Palmer knew a bottom boy when he saw one, the Gazelle bent over for his employer just like he carried the guns for him.

"Yeah... ok. But if he sez No... ya better hit the bricks... or things will get real ugly for ya." The handsome young Gazelle threatened, his paws hovering around the bulges under his coat, as he turned and went to open the door into the suite. Sticking just his head inside he asked the question, Palmer already knew the answer of course. Moving quickly the big Zebra stepped forwards, grabbing the lapels of the Gazelle's coat. He yanked them down and then back pinning the others arms, before then swiftly grabbing the twin gun butt's and yanking them out of the Gazelle's shoulder holsters. And then planting one big hoof on the young Gazelle's plush rump, he shoved him bodily into the room beyond. And followed him inside, as the other freed himself up and spun around to confront the older Zebra. Only to find himself looking down the barrels of his own automatic pistols, the Gazelle looking wild eyed and angry.

Palmer was smiling again, that same big friendly smile that was so misleading. Closing the door behing him, Palmer walked over to the huge Hippo sitting in a massive arm chair. And without blinking an eye handed him the pistols, the fat mammal laughed in his deep gravelly voice. "You are something of a card sir." The Hippo snorted his voice sounding good natured and amused, but Palmer could tell that it was as much of a act as his friendly smile. "Have a seat sir... and let us have a talk." The fat Hippo invited, as his Gazelle rut boy circled around behind him... Palmer could tell the other was wanting to snatch his guns back. And the old Zebra gripped the snubby in his coat pocket, keeping the muzzle trained on the young Gazelle. But also keeping this fact concealed, he'd kill the boy if he had to and smile at him while he did it. The Hippo sensing the Zebra being on guard cleared his throat, looking from his boy to the older striped fur. "Would you mind if I gave these back to Teddy here?"

"Why not they're his... but if he wants to keep them he'd better play nice. I can always take them away from him again." Palmer assured in a confident voice, the truth was the Zebra knew it would be almost impossible to get that close again. Knew that he'd have to kill the little Gazelle most likely, not that he cared much about doing it. But he wanted to plant the idea in the others head, that he was able to take his guns anytime he wanted. That would make the Gazelle much more cautious, and just might head off the fight the boy was spoiling for. "Here Teddy take these... you know how I dislike weapons." The Hippo snorted, pushing the big blue automatic's into the sleek young Gazelle paws. He gripped the tightly and for a moment Palmer was almost sure he'd have to kill the young gunsel. "Put those away Teddy... or Mr. Palmer here will kill you." The fat Hippo snapped, making the young Gazelle jump and put his guns back into their holsters under his coat. "Why don't you go back to your post... while Mr. Palmer and I discuss matters." It was clear from the look on his muzzle that the Gazelle didn't like it much, but he obeyed his daddy and left the room.

"Twitchy little buck... he must be a hell of a fuck... or you wouldn't be keeping him around." Palmer observed, making the fat Hippo laugh out loud ruefully at the Zebra's words.

"Hahaha... you are a fur who speaks plainly sir. I like that... I distrust a close-mouthed fur. He generally picks the wrong time to talk and says the wrong things. Talking is something you can't do judiciously unless you keep in practice. Now, sir, we'll talk if you like. I'll tell you right out - I'm a fur who likes talking to a fur who likes to talk. Teddy is very enjoyable... in the correct situations." The big Hippo flashed the Zebra a knowing grin, understanding that they both enjoyed the same kinds of pleasure.

"Yeah I bet... muzzle down in the pillows." Palmer smirked, as he watched the Hippo grin back at him lewdly. "But Teddy's ass aside... I'm here about a Fox, Bernard Fox to be exact... he talked to you recently." It was a statement more than a question, and the hefty Hippo understood that all to well.

"You're the fur for me, sir. No beating about the bush, right to the point. Yes... yes I talked to your little Fox... and not more that four days ago." The fat Hippo lifted himself out of his chair slowly, stand up he looked down at the Zebra. "Fancy a drink sir... I've grown dry myself." The heft Hippo shook his own empty glass, making the ice cubes rattle around inside. "So will you join me?"

"I wouldn't say no to three fingers of Bourbon neat." Palmer grunted holding up his three thick equine fingers, making the fat Hippo chuckle. The fat Hippo busied himself with the pouring of drinks, and them ambled back over handing the Zebra a glass.

"And single malt scotch for me." The fat mammal grunted, as he sat back down in his huge armchair. And held up his glass to the other, watching as the smiling Zebra lifted his own. "Well, sir, here's to plain speaking and clear understanding." The fat Hippo snorted and then drained half his glass in one long drink, as he watched the detective take a long swallow. "So tell me Palmer... what is your interest in this Fox? Was he as pleasing to you as Teddy is to me?"

"He could be enjoyable... in the correct situations." The Zebra sneered, turning the others own words back on him, while not revealing any real information.

"And that is why your looking for his present location sir..." The fat mammal snickered lewdly, as he took another sip of his drink. Watching the Zebra's muzzle carefully, as Palmer drained his own glass and sat it aside.

"I know his present location... he's on a slab down at the morgue." Palmer snarled darkly, watched the Hippo's eye's widen in shock and then narrow into slits.

"How horrible... I am truly sorry to hear that... truly I am sir. Such things are regrettable... and yet there is a lesson to be taken away from it... a lesson indeed." The fat Hippo leaned forwards in his chair, looking the Zebra in the eye's.

"And what lesson is that?" Palmer demanded, as he looked into the Hippo big round eye's intently. Wondering if this was the guy to crashed the Fox's neck, he certainly had the size and strength to do it.

"Why to be careful... very careful where one goes sticking ones nose. He came to me for help... to find his way into a certain disused old city property. I warned him... that old derelict buildings could be dangerous places..." The Hippo's words seemed to be growing fainter and more distant in Palmer's ears, even as a wave of light headedness swept over him.

"Watch where ya stick your neck... or you might get it broken?" The Zebra snorted, shaking his head and rubbing his eyes. Something was very wrong... the room around him seemed to go out of focus the hefty Hippo's droning voice growing fainter. Palmer lurched to his hooves, standing unsteadily in front of the Hippo who was watching him intently.

"What a strange way of putting it. But yes sir... one must be very careful where one puts ones neck." The Hippo answered blandly, as he watched the Zebra take a few staggering steps towards the door... before collapsing conscious onto the floor. Standing up the fat mammal strolled over to the door opening it, so that he could speak to the Gazelle outside. "Teddy... do be a good lad and round up some help... there is heavy lifting to be done."