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Station Paradise... a space station that is both frequented by many tourists and home to many others. The station is filled with vibrant, welcoming colors and many facilities for recreational activities and sports. The station is split into three sections, all of them have similar or different facilities, although 2 of them are gender exclusive.

However there are a few things about the station that doesn't sit well with a collective few:

1. No one below the age of 18 is allowed into the station.
2. Clothes are optional in the gender-exclusive sections only.
3. Sexual interaction and conduct is allowed in public, anywhere and anytime in the gender-exclusive sections only, as long as it's consensual.
4. A permit is required to carry weapons and only small sidearms with taser rounds are allowed.

Then the list goes on about other major rules of conduct in the station, finally ending in 'Any violation of the rules mentioned above will result in either a temporary or permanent ban from the station and its surrounding space.' After that it's just small time rules that don't really affect the society.

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We move over to the male-only section, in a non-official part of the living areas on the first level. The place was a big beach house with a tropical style outdoors pool, where a group of friends were having their regular gathering of the month.

A tall, black furred werewolf stood over the grill, flipping patties every now and then with his ears perked to the sizzling of the fat, wearing only his swimming trunks and an apron that hung slightly lower than it should, clearly showing off his thickly built body.

One of his friends, a tanky-built elephant with a small muscle gut, laid on one of the lounge chairs, trunk hanging to the side and occasionally lifting over to rub at his body, and wearing shorts with a cameo design.

Two more sat in the jacuzzi section of the pool, a pair of lanky, but fit hyena twins that looked more like gnolls from afar, what with each of them having a lower canine sticking out. The bubbles hid their lower bodies so whatever they were wearing, if anything at all, was not visible. One of them, however, had his face painted with a skull design while other tribal tattoos and body art were scattered all over his upper body.

Finally, the last of the group that was present laid on the lounge chair beside the elephant's. This guy was pretty different than the others as he was an insectoid with four arms, two behind his head and two crossed over his belly, a hard-looking, dark brown carapace covered certain areas of his body, namely the top of his head, shoulders, forearms, top of the thighs, shins and the top of his feet. The rest of his body was free of the hard material to show the smaller, but hard muscles underneath it all with slightly furry areas on his body, namely the pits and crotch, with very short fluff of fur covering the nape of his neck. He was wearing slightly baggy swimming trunks, that tended to slide down his humanoid waist, showing off a hint of trimmed pube fur.

The group had a sixth member, but sadly he couldn't join them today for personal reasons.

The werewolf flipped the patties on the grill one last time before lifting them out and putting them over lower buns. "Any special orders, boys?" he called out to the others as he prepared the vegetables and different condiments. He got different answers, but understood them all as he began preparing the burgers.

Like the good host he was, he served the burgers to his friends as well as some soft drinks, before grabbing his own burger and all of them began eating. After swallowing his second mouthful, the elephant wiped his mouth with a thumb before speaking. "You know what would be good with this?" he paused and waited for someone to reply, but their knowing looks were enough. "Some fucking entertainment."

"Yeah mon, why weren't we allowed to bring our boys to de party?" The skull 'faced' hyena spoke in a thick accent.

"That's what I've been wondering myself," his twin added, but without the thick accent.

The werewolf turned to the three who spoke with a deadpan look on his face, then began pointing at them and replying, starting with the elephant. "Your boys are either too nervous or too scared, they'll mess something up." Then to the twins "And you two's boys are dangerous and hard to handle, I don't want them around mine."

The elephant scoffed before speaking. "You're too nice with your boys, Max, think they'll respect you for long with that attitude? You have your magic, use it... Or better yet send your boys my way for some training."

Max placed his fists on his hips. "And get them back damaged beyond repair? Thanks, but no thanks." He then placed a finger and thumb between his lips and let out a shrill whistle. "Boys, get out here!"

Soon the glass doors separating the pool from the house slid open, as 7 figures walked out and stood in a line, from left to right there was a lanky fox; a toned raccoon with messy blonde hair; a slightly bigger, hard-bodied rat with a messy faux-hawk, his white fur was so short it would be mistaken for his actual skin, even when touched, and crude tattoos scattered over his body; a pair of doberman twins; a large pig and a slightly larger boar, both with a thicker and slightly bigger build than the rat, small and tight looking muscleguts and similarly crude and lewd tattoos to the rat's, especially ones on their chests, both formed of two words, one on each pec: the pig had 'Cum Swine' while the boar had 'Wild Pig', both titles written in big creative letters. All of them were naked, except for leather collars around their necks and harnesses over the upper bodies.

The fox stepped forward and spoke. "You called for us, master?"

Max smiled and nodded. "Sure did foxy, now my guests want some entertainment with their burgers, so get to work." He then pointed at the doberman twins and the rat. "Hank, Frank and Benny , you three put on a show, the rest of you grab a guest and start entertaining." No sooner after saying that, the dobermans moved to stand on either side of the rat and started a threeway make out, hard and sloppily, just how the master liked it.

The fox went for the insectoid, kneeling down, kissing and lapping at his feet from top to bottom and giving each toe some loving. "Is this good master Trix?" the fox asked quickly, before he began kissing up the insect's legs.

"Ooohh, damn foxy~ More than good." He ruffled the vulpine's headfur as the fox nuzzled into and kissed Trix's tenting crotch, only for the insect to pull him up by the arms till the were face-to-face, right before Trix began softly attacking the vulpine's neck with small kisses and nibbles from his small mandibles.

The coon sandwiched himself between the hyena twins, who scooted closer to him till their shoulders touched. The painted hyena softly ruffled the coon's headfur. "He's mighty cute, isn't he brother Fac?"

His twin, meanwhile, softly caressed the coon's soft abs and chest. "Indeed he is brother Cem." He then turned his attention back to the coon. "Tell me, can you hold your breath?" he asked with a small smirk and glint of mischief in his eyes.

The coon replied softly. "Yes sir, I can, but only for-"

He was cut off by Cem. "That's all I wanted to hear." Then with an audible splash, dunked the coon's head under the water and straight into his bulging crotch, rubbing his face into it. "Let's see how long you can really hold your breath."

The pig already had his face buried into the elephant's crotch, the big pachyderm holding his head down with a big and rough hand, not that it was really necessary. "That's it you dirty swine, breath in the scent of a real man you disgusting cunt." The elephant spoke quite harshly to the pig, who didn't really care, if that was what the elephant was into, then that's what he'd accept, the only man he cares for his opinion is his master and him alone.

Speaking of, the werewolf only needed to lower his trunks and push his apron aside, that was all the invitation his boar needed, taking his master's sheath into his mouth and sucking softly, his tongue sliding inside and teasing his member out slowly. One hand rolled Max's jewel sac around while the other went to his own chest, focusing on one nipple with pinches, twists and rubs.

The pool area was filled with soft moans, groans and the occasional growl, with some splashing coming from the jacuzzi section of the pool. Trix was now kissing the fox hard, although it was actually more like him sliding his tongue into the fox's mouth since he didn't have actual lips. Then unknown to the fox, something else began sliding out from between the insectoid's jaws, it was clearly alive from all the wriggling it was doing.

Just as soon as the thing poked out it's head, a big finger pushed it back into the insect's mouth, who turned and looked up to the upset and disappointed look on Max's face. "Don't even think about it. Keep your parasites to yourself and your boys," the werewolf warned as his cock was hard and throbbing, the knot forming inside his sheath still.

Trix did the best thing and swallowed the little creature back into his body. Once the host was back to where the boar was, Trix resumed his teasing of the fox, without his little creature trick this time. His trunks were obscenely tented at the moment while it nestled right between the fox's ass cheeks, who would tighten them every now and then to tease the insectoid.

The hyena brothers were still dunking the coon under the water every now and then, pulling him up only for a few gasps of air before shoving him under again, the poor coon was by now sitting in the pool on his knees and alternating between the twins, his time between needing air and staying underwater decreasing with every dunk under.

"Should we go easy broda?" Facilier, or Fac to his twin, asked with a devilish grin.

"Should we brother?" Cimetiere, or Cem to his brother, asked back with an equally evil grin.

"I tink we should, don't wanna have an... accident." Both brothers let out small malicious chuckles that only hyenas were capable of, meanwhile the coon was tapping their thighs while had his snout pressed hard into Cem's crotch with the hyena's cock balls deep in his throat, cutting off both his oral and nasal airways.

Soon his taps began losing strength as his face began turning blue and eyes started rolling to the back of his head.

Seconds later both twins felt something small smack their heads, the object hitting Cem then ricocheting to Fac. The object turned out to be a pebble, and when they looked for the assailant, they saw Max's angry eyes and scowl. Both twins huffed and pouted before Cem released the coon, who instantly jumped out from underwater, gasping hard for air and coughing a few times as he scooted away from the twins. "Jimmy!" He turned as he master called and beckoned him.

The coon couldn't be happier to get away from the evil twins, but he couldn't say it out loud, not in front of his master's guests. He stood in front of Max with his arms crossed and a sad, scared look on his face. "I'm sorry master, I'll do better next time."

Max smiled softly and caressed the coon's face. "I know you will, just not with those two." As he said the last part his gaze turned back to the twins, both with wide smiles on their faces and cockheads poking out from under the water. "Go back inside and freshen up, get yourself something warm for your throat too." Jimmy nodded and obeyed, walking back into the house and disappearing from sight.

"'Ey, 'ey, what about us?" Fac asked with a shocked look on his face, Cem's face showing the same shocked expression.

"I warned you about trying your sick games on my boys, you have your own for those," Max reprimanded as his scowl returned to his face, full force.

"Fine, if you are going to be like dat." Fac and Cem both hopped out of the jacuzzi and pulled up their trunks, covering their still hard cocks which still left clear tents. "We know when we're not welcome." Then both stomped out of the pool area, with Fac whispering to himself, although enough for Max to hear. "Some host you are."

Once they were out of the pool area and, as Max checked with his impressive hearing, out of the house, he let out an irritated sigh. "Good fucking riddance." He let out another, softer sigh as he finally allowed himself to enjoy the boar's experienced mouth and throat over his thick cock.

Meanwhile, the sounds began picking up again around the pool, slowly becoming louder and some more primal. The rat was on his back with one of the dobermen twins riding his cock while the other twin sat on his face, his tongue swapping and thrashing about inside the dog's hole and around his rim. Trix had the fox lay on the lounge chair and was pounding away at him hard and fast, leaning down and whispering into his ear. "Oh, how I want to impregnate you, fill you with clutch upon clutch of my young." a few hard thrusts more, then spoke again. "You want that little foxy, want me to turn you into a living incubator, huh?"

The fox could only moan and whine in between his words as the insectoid's semi-feral cock rubbed at all his sensitive side, Trix's cock was tapered at the tip, growing wider and thicker when coming closer to the base. Of course, the small flesh spikes under the head's ridge and barbs along the underside of the length did their work as well. "Would be... my honor... sir. But my... master wouldn't... like that," he huffed with every word he uttered.

"Ah... too bad. Guess I'll stick to fucking the shit out of you." With that, Trix doubled his efforts, thrusting hard and deep into the fox with long strokes, making the vulpine gasp and yelp with each one.

The elephant meanwhile was still laying back, his shorts down below his knees and his hard cock disappearing into and reappearing from the pig's tight, yet sloppy hole, the pink-skinned man squealing and snorting playfully like an actual pig, which turned the elephant on further. "Ah, fuck, for a little pussy boy, you sure have a good ass." was the very first compliment or semblance of one that the pig heard come from the bigger pachyderm. "Going to make me shoot soon... ride that cock harder, bitch!" The elephant grabbed the pig's hips and began thrusting up into his ass, wet slapping sounds coming from the contact of his hips with the pig's ass as he humped into him with short and sharp jabs.

Max meanwhile was getting pretty close too, his knot out of his sheath and fully bloated, one hand grabbing the boar's tusk while the other grabbed a handful of his mane, thrusting hard into his mouth and throat, shoving the knot in, only to pull back, electing small gags and choking sounds from the boar, but nothing too serious as he kept knot-fucking the swine's mouth and throat.

If the place was a closed pool, then it would've been filled with the hot musk of sex, as the sounds became louder, more demanding, and urgent.

The elephant was the first to hit his orgasm, feeling that the pig clenched his ass tightly on the pachyderm's thick cock, who let out a growl, then a loud trumpet as he began practically blasting the pig's insides. In mere seconds the pig's gut began growing and bloating out from the sheer amount, almost painfully, but he gritted his teeth and stayed firmly planted on the elephant's cock. Only for him to begin gagging and choking a couple of minutes later, much to the elephant's delight.

"Oh yeah, you're feeling it now aren't you? Holding it back isn't gonna make it any easier. Here... let me fucking help you!" Just as he said that, he humped hard one last time into the pig, who groaned before ridiculous amounts of the elephant's cum began splashing out of his mouth, he couldn't do anything else but retch and vomit as the hot and musky fluid passed through his body in one end and literally out of the other. The elephant kept blasting away for a couple of minutes more before his orgasm finally began subsiding, both him and the pig calming down, but only after the pink swine retched out the excess cum a couple more times.

During that event, Trix hit his own orgasm, letting out a loud, growl-y hiss as his own hot and strangely colored cum began blasting deep inside of the fox. He wasn't as productive as the elephant, in fact none of the group were, but at least he managed to make a small pudge in the fox's belly, which began instantly deflating when he pulled back, watching his cum flowing out of the vulpine with a satisfied look on his face.

Finally Max hit his own orgasm, fully shoving his knot into the boar's mouth and growling loudly, holding his head still with both hands as he shot his load straight down the boar's throat, who expertly kept his throat open, taking in small occasional breaths through his nose, enjoying his master's musk.

The place finally calmed down as everyone was slowly coming down from their orgasmic high, the master and his guests that is, the 'servants' didn't get to cum unless their master gave them permission to. Max pulled his cock out of the boar's throat, with some effort and an audible wet *PLOP*, the boar sucking at his master's spent cock a few times and swallowing what cum remained in his mouth before smiling up at his master with silent gratitude.

Trix laid back on the lounge chair with the fox laying on his chest, both breathing softly, almost as if asleep. The poor pig was a different story, his hole stretched nicely by the elephant's cock, the pachyderm had his hands behind his head with a wide smile on his face, thinking to himself 'I like this part', just then the pig stood up fully, unable to close his gaped out hole in time, a waterfall of the elephant's cum splashed out and onto the floor, most began cascading into the pool itself.

Max pulled up his trunks then placed one hand on his hips, the other was softly ruffling the boar's headfur. "So, how was that for entertainment?"

The elephant snorted as he softly scratched at his thick chest. "Your little piggy here was... acceptable, at best," he said as the pig turned to him and knelt down to clean the pachyderm's spent cock.

Trix scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Never the honest one, are you John?"

"You have your standards, I have mine, so but out kid!" the elephant, John scolded lightly, before relaxing again.

"I think that's enough for the day," Max stated before clapping his hands twice, the servants all stood up and stood in their initial line, although now their naked bodies were either cover in cum, sweat or both. "You did good boys, head back inside and clean up..." he paused for a few seconds. "And you have my permission to deal with those." He said pointing at their hard, angry and neglected cocks. Their reply was a short "Thank you master" from them before they bowed and disappeared back into the house, and once out of earshot, of John's and Trix's hearing of course, they began chatting and joking among one another, as if they were dormmates instead of servants. Max personally loved it when his servants spoke and joked among themselves like that and were generally... unlike other servants who were quiet and only spoke when spoken to, he even encourages them to openly do it on occasion.

Soon Trix and John changed into their casual clothes and headed home after bidding Max farewell, with a promise for next month's gathering to be at the elephant's place.

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That night, Max was sitting in his house's personal library, a spacious room in the house with large shelves filled with all kinds of books, with somewhat smaller cabinets for the more lewd kind of books and even magazines. The place also acted as his study with a large desk placed under the tallest window of three, facing the inside of the room itself.

Sitting on his a reading chair with his bare feet placed on the stool in front of him, the lupine was going through a novel written by one of his favorite authors, a horror story with very detailed scenes.

Soon a knock came on the doors of the library. "Enter," he called as he placed the bookmark in the book and closed it.

Jimmy the coon came into the library, his harness now off, but the collar was still around his neck, his eyes aimed down, not able to look his master in the eyes. "You called for me... sir?" His tone was tiny and weak.

Max's ears instantly laid back on his head, he hated when one of his servants was like that for whatever reason. He instantly stood up and stepped towards the coon, who cringed and shrunk, thinking that his master was upset with him, only to be taken in a tight hug, Max's hands rubbing at Jimmy's back.

"It's all gonna be okay Jimmy, no one's gonna hurt you," Max said calmly to the coon, his hand still caressing Jimmy's back.

The coon allowed himself to melt in his master's compassionate embrace, letting out a small sigh of relief. "Thank you... master." Unknown to the coon, Max's caressing hand was faintly glowing blue, the werewolf was using some form of shamanistic magic to help calm the coon down quicker.

A few more caresses before Max released the hug. "You okay now?" He got a nod from the coon, who had a small smile on his face, causing the werewolf's heart to flutter again. "That's good, I needed you calm, because I got a surprise visitor coming any minute now," he stated to the coon with a small wink.

Just as Jimmy was about to ask, the tall window of the library was flung open by a powerful gust of wind, sending papers and files flying to the other side of the room briefly before it slammed shut again.

Max huffed in irritation as he fixed his shirt. "Always with the dramatic entrances. Can't you come through the door like every other person?" Both him and Jimmy turned to the figure that suddenly appeared in the room.

A pale-skinned creature stood upright like a human, wings wrapped around his body like a coat, which spoke volumes about their actual span, the face was half-bat and half-demonic, a somewhat flat, bat-like nose, slightly retracted lips, sharp fangs lined his gums, eyes completely red with small yellow specs that seemed like his pupils, a bald head save for a short tuft of black fur combed back like a mane and finally a thicker tuft around his neck and shoulders, connecting to his head mane and spreading to the middle of his back. "Ah, it wouldn't be interesting otherwise, friend."

"Master Damien!" Jimmy exclaimed as he practically hopped into into the vamp's arms, who opened his wings to accept the excited coon.

"Ah, little Jimmy, how good it is to see you again. But you shouldn't have done that." Damien said as he softly pushed the coon off.

Jimmy tilted his head in confusion, then turned back to Max, who had his hands on his hips and a small smile of his face, rolling his eyes briefly. The coon realized his mistake and blushed. "Sorry, master."

Max waved his hand. "Nah, it's fine. Figured after what happened this afternoon, some light fun would make you feel better." He then checked his wrist watch and faked out a yawn. "Oh, look at the time, I better head to bed and leave you two." He let out another fake yawn before leaving the library and closing the doors behind him.

Jimmy and Damien stood facing each other, the coon had to stand on his tiptoes to reach the vampire's lips. Damian chuckled softly into the kiss and slightly pulled him up by the rear and kissed him hard, tongues wrestling and lips smacking messily for a few minutes before the coon pulled back for air.

Damien then carried him to one of the couches in the library and laid him there, soon crawling over him and teasing him with kisses, licks and small nibbles to his ears and neck, while his hands were busy undoing his pants and sliding them off, leaving him as naked as the coon under him.

He pressed his nose to the coon's snout. "How are you feeling now?"

"Way better, sir," Jimmy replied as he gave the vampire's snout and lips a small lick each.

"That's good to hear." Damien stated as he leaned down for another kiss, draping one large wing over them, to cover them from the cold night.

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At a secret location within the station.

A figure stood facing hundreds, if not thousands of small monitor screens, each showing different places in the entire station and each switching at frequent periods to show other parts. "A paradise indeed," the figure said almost in a whisper.

Just then, two pairs of metallic feet dragged and scraped along the metallic floor. One pair belonged to a robotic wolf of sorts, the other belonged to a bull cyborg with a metallic lower jaw and robotic left eye.

The wolf came to kneel beside its master, letting out a small non-threatening growl, only quietening down once the owner's hand landed on it's head. "Easy there Spike, you'll get your time out there soon enough." Then a hologram of a clock screen appeared beside the figure's head, he turned to check the time. "Ah, it's that late, eh? Well, guess it's time for bed... maybe after a midnight snack." Was all he said before swiping his hand in a wide ark, making both the holo-clock disappear and the many screens shutdown in an instant, throwing the room in complete darkness.