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[A. Nall's Sanctuary for Problematic Animals]

The sign proudly proclaimed, swinging in the warm summer air. Nathan suppressed a laugh at the owner's name. Did he understand the pun? There was no way he didn't. No one ever put 'anal' in their business's name without realizing what they were doing.

"What do you mean you're closed? My son wants to see the animals. How dare you refuse me service!" A screechy voice from the zoo's ticket booth drew Nathan's attention. A woman with a severe, spiky blonde haircut and a screaming boy clutched in her neon pink claws berated the man behind the counter, her face turning purple with rage. She looked like pretty much every retail worker's worst nightmare.

"Ma'am, admission is not allowed for anyone under 18, and we are not open on Monday or Tuesday. Please come back tomorrow without your child, and I will be glad to sell you a ticket." With practiced ease, the ticket master deflected the woman's ire, his face unimpressed. "Furthermore, if you do not calm down, I will be calling the police, and you will receive a permanent ban from the park. Please leave."

"Ah, there you are. You're the new hire, correct? Hello!" The man behind the booth smiled toothily, revealing blindingly white teeth as Nathan replaced the crazed woman, waiting until she was out of earshot to lean forward conspiratorially. "I swear, you forget one thing at work, and customers mob you. Come right on in. I was supposed to wait behind the gate to let you in, but I left the keys here." Stepping free from the booth, the friendly ticket master removed the padlock from the gate, swinging it open and resecuring it as soon as Nathan went through. "Mr. Nall's office is to the left, past the snow leopard exhibit. I'll be in the rainforest section if you need me. Try not to get lost. This place is huge!" With a wave, he disappeared into the maze of exhibits.

The ticket master was too talkative for Nathan to get a word in, but at least he was helpful. It was a good sign when employees were chatty and happy in their workplace, and his misgivings about his first day at the zoo eased a bit. This place was relatively new, but customers raved about how wonderful it was, though strangely, it was a bit far from the road, nestled amid a forest of greenery.

The snow leopard exhibit looked brand new, with a mountain theme and fake ice surrounding a walled-in enclosure made of smoothed concrete. Quite a bit larger than it needed to be, it seemed empty, save for a crooked, curiously twitching fluffy tail wiggling in the triple-paned window. The rest of the animal was sadly out of sight, but the animated display was cute enough. Nathan always had a soft spot for fluffy animals, and there weren't many animals that rivaled a snow leopard's plush coat.

Nathan didn't have time to wait for the cat to show itself, but he promised he would visit again to catch a glimpse. First, he had to meet the owner. He wasn't even sure if the job was his yet, and if Nathan wanted to spend his days taking care of cute animals, he'd have to make a good impression.

"Welcome, welcome. Come in!" Rather than the khaki shorts that Nathan expected, the park's owner was wearing a tight-fitting pair of light purple slacks and a matching polo shirt, unbuttoned to show off muscled pecs dotted with freckles. "Thank you for coming in today, Mr. Poole." He reached out, shaking Nathan's hand with a powerful grip. Despite his advanced age, it was clear that he took care of his body. The internet would for sure refer to him as a GDILF.

"I trust you've found your way here without any problems?" Waiting for Nathan's nod, the grinning man settled back in his chair. "Excellent. Now you see Mr. Poole- Nate. Here at the sanctuary, there's a specific set of rules that I lay out for my employees." He took a deep breath, then launched into a seemingly well-rehearsed speech.

"First, my animals are not to be harmed. Frustration is fine and perfectly normal, but under no circumstances shall you raise a hand to them. I have trained them to respect my employees, and I will not have anyone betraying that respect with vile behavior."

"Second, each of my animals is a rescue. They may need special care and reassurance, and above all, love and understanding. After the lives they've led, they deserve at least that much."

"Third, you are not to remove any animals from the sanctuary. While they may seem prepared for the outside world, I do not wish to see them suffer needlessly. The world can be a cruel, awful place, and my boys- my animals, need to be sheltered from it."

"If you're willing to agree to these terms, you can start work today. So, what do you say? I have the paperwork right here." The older man held out a pen to Nathan, still showing that enigmatic grin. Despite his friendly demeanor, there was a hint of 'making a deal with the devil' in the air.

Hesitation faded when Nathan read the first line of the document. Holy shit. Fifty dollars an hour AND guaranteed forty hours a week, with holiday pay and opportunities for overtime? His student loans didn't stand a fucking chance! He couldn't sign fast enough, his hands shaking with excitement. "Yes, sir! I'd love to work here! Thank you, Mr. Nall!" Mucking out exotic animal enclosures and interacting with animals was a small price for those kinds of perks. He was expecting maybe a third of the pay for the same work!

"Excellent. For today, you can wear your current outfit. We'll start light with the big cat enclosures. The poor beasts are starved for attention since their last keeper left the state to care for his mother. Start with the snow leopard enclosure. He's a sweetheart." With a dismissive wave, the eccentric owner gathered documents, busying himself with filing them away. A heavy set of keys narrowly missed Nathan's head, caught in fumbling fingers.

Nathan had to stop himself from skipping through the door and jumping for joy. This job was almost too good to be true. So many horror stories from his peers working in the same field made him expect bare-bones pay, forced overtime, and horrible conditions, with empty promises that their suffering was 'all for the animals.' Instead, he would get to play with animals all day while bringing home more money than both of his parents combined. Who says you can't find your dream job?

Not wanting to disappoint on his first day, Nathan rushed straight to the snow leopard enclosure, circling it until he found the door labeled "Staff Entrance." Next to the door, a small, cute sticker with the word "Kima" written underneath a stylized grey cat's face stood out. Was that the leopard's name? He committed the cat's name to memory, then grabbed a nearby mop and bucket, taking a deep breath to calm his excitement. It would be terrible to let his first-day jitters ruin this opportunity. If he stayed at ease, the animals would be as well.

Opening the door with its handily labeled key (Each of the dozens of keys held a small piece of tape with the species written on it in black ink.), Nate stepped through, closing it behind him and shivering. It was cold inside the enclosure, reminiscent of winter, and the smooth concrete gave way to a cozy cave in the back, through which Nathan could see that playfully twitching fluffy tail, still ticking from side to side. Maybe Kima was shy? Nate wouldn't rush him. There would be plenty of time to bond with the creature.

Bucket in hand, Nathan searched the room, finding a handy hose hiding beneath the mountainous facade. He filled it with water and started cleaning the concrete with his mop. Strangely, there didn't seem to be much of a mess, with only the barest hint of dust marring the pristine floor and the tiniest dribble of feline urine marring the drain in the center of the enclosure. It seemed Kima was a clean creature. Nate would never complain when his work was made easy.

Light, almost inaudible footsteps echoed through the room behind Nathan, and he could see that playful tail swaying from side to side in the reflection of the glass behind him. It seemed that the pretty kitty was ready to meet him. Pretending to ignore the approaching feline, he smiled to himself. It wouldn't do to scare Kima off.

Rather than the feline headbutt or playful claws on his leg Nathan expected, a pair of fluffy arms appeared in his reflection and wrapped around his waist. He felt a heated presence against his back, accompanied by a vibrating purr and soft whispered words. "Are you my new keeper? You look cold. Should I warm you up?" His final words were almost lyrical, with a sultry hint.

What the fuck? Nathan whirled, falling on his ass and spilling water across the slick floor to soak into his back ad spread lower to numb his rear through his thin pants. Whatever stood over him wasn't the snow leopard he learned about in school.

Rather than a quadrupedal cat standing two feet tall, a fluffy creature with grey fur and black markings in the shape of circles stood nearly as tall as Nathan on relatively normal, human-like legs. Large paws stepped back away from the cold water, but the creature stared inquisitively at Nathan with piercing light grey eyes, waiting for the liquid to drain. He tilted his head at Nathan's terrified expression, padding over and dropping to his knees to straddle the human's waist. Despite his size, he was light, as though most of his body was a cloud of fur rather than the muscle you'd expect from a big cat.

"I assume the old man didn't explain this place to you? I swear he enjoys watching the new hires squirm. It's quite mean of him." Luxuriously soft paws rolled against Nathan's chest, tracing his muscles through his t-shirt. Like a cat kneading its owner, he massaged shivering flesh, his purrs intensifying and his tongue leaving his maw to swipe over his lips. "Oh well. It doesn't matter. I'll have to make sure you don't want to leave me. I wouldn't want to miss out on all this~." He leaned in to lick along Nate's neck, his wet, rough tongue prickling against shuddering skin.

Reassured by the lack of malice in Kima's actions, Nate relaxed against exploring fingers. He had to admit that the feline's fingers felt nice, and the fluffy rump resting on his growing bulge was sinfully soft, even through the fabric. "Are all of the animals-" Nathan struggled to string together words that weren't offensive to the wiggling feline. "-like you? I mean, can they speak?" Wanting to add, 'are they all as hot as you?' he thought that would be a bit vulgar.

"Oh, honey, no one's like me, but yes, everyone here is a bit more than you'd expect. Misfits and mutants, animal yet sapient, like yourself." With a wiggle of his hips, Kima slotted Nathan's growing erection between heavenly cheeks and leaned back, showing off a curvy body and immaculately groomed, thick fur with two small black nipples barely peeking through its splendor. A dainty sheath with a strangely empty sack sat between his legs, unaffected by his lewd movements and small for his size.

Chilly water soaked into the back of Nate's pants, pulling him out of his lustful grinding. His ass was starting to numb, but he didn't want to move from that warm embrace and the fingers tweaking his nipples with gentle claws. Kima's soft voice and softer body were so alluring.

Kima noticed Nate's growing discomfort and relented, helping the human to his feet and gently headbutting his bearded chin, a soft purr tickling him. "Poor thing. You're soaked. Let me help you warm up." Fluffing his tail against Nathan's face and leaving him with a pleasant scent close to honeysuckle flowers, he took the human's hand and led him to the little cave in the back of the enclosure.

The space was slightly cramped, but it was warmer than the rest of the enclosure, and the small area smelled like the same mixture of light musk and flowers as the snow leopard. Was it fur shampoo or the feline's natural scent? He couldn't tell, but either way, it smelled amazing. A mattress with pretty pink sheets sat at the far end, past a bend.

Nathan sat at Kima's urging, a blush coloring his face as a soft cheek nuzzled his manhood, his droning purr vibrating through the shaft and bouncing it. Was he about to let a zoo animal suck his cock? The idea wasn't as abhorrent as he thought it would be. Of course, it helped that Kima seemed as human as Nate, though quite a bit more sensually inclined and with far more fur.

Greedy paws took hold of Nate's pants and tugged them down before he could stop them, and a rough tongue traced the underside of his member, cupping it in tingling pleasure. Gentle suckling wrapped the tip of his member, and that rough tongue polished the head of his shaft as wetness dripped from soft lips, drooling down his cock. Kima was no stranger to pleasing a man, it seemed.

Nate couldn't resist the feline's soft fur, running his fingers through impossibly soft fluff and cupping plush cheeks. Nall said that the animals needed affection, after all. Could it be that part of his job was to please Kima and the other animals? Now that the shock of the snow leopard's appearance faded, Nate didn't have a problem with that prospect, especially if the other animals were half as affectionate as Kima. Of course, the purring vibration against his slickened dick could have something to do with his acceptance.

"Mmm. That should be enough." Appraising paw pads spread slick feline drool over the human's cock, then left it to bounce and drip as Kima straddled Nathan's hips. "Time to see if my new keeper's a keeper." Dragging the human's shirt over his head, Kima let out a soft growl of approval as Nathan's well-developed physique came into view. His plush rump wiggled pleasantly against the human's shaft, lining up a heated, smooth entrance with Nate's cock, then pressing down insistently until the head popped into heavenly softness, with the rest gliding deep into the snow leopard's hole without much resistance.

Nathan could barely speak. Kima was incredibly tight, but every bit of his hole was still somehow welcoming, accepting every inch with practiced ease. It didn't compare to anything he'd ever experienced, and he felt he could cum at any second. Trying to return some of the pleasant feelings the feline squeezed from his cock, he massaged that soft sheath to coax Kima's shaft free.

"Oh, sweety. I appreciate the enthusiasm, but that won't work." Kima's gentle paw stopped Nathan's efforts, guiding his hands to soft hips instead. "My first owners neutered me when I was just a kitten. I'm afraid all that I can do is provide a warm place for others to plant their seed." Despite his words, he wiggled his hips, sliding that gripping hole over Nate's cock in a steady rhythm and putting those practiced muscles to work. "So why don't you breed this pretty kitty? I can feel how hard you've gotten inside me."

Somehow the revelation made the snow leopard's seductive touches and needy hole all the more alluring. Taking over for Kima, he pistoned upward, gathering fluffy fur to his chest. Silky sheets caressed his ass, but he only had eyes for the snow leopard, his mind fixated on the lithe body beneath plush fur.

Purring and kneading Nate's chest with every thrust, the big cat melted against him, his softspoken voice devolving into needy mewls and whispered praise. Inner muscles clamped down, gripping the human's cock as if demanding his finish, while a rough tongue affectionately lapped at Nate's neck. All the while, the quiet motor of his purrs vibrated through the small space, massaging the human he straddled with gentle vibrations.

Soft lips and needy licks against his mouth coaxed his tongue out to dance in warm splendor, demanding passionate kisses that somehow felt right despite their mismatched mouths. He couldn't resist the snow leopard's hole any longer, and gooey spurts of satisfaction flung themselves deep into that clutching hole, urged on by silken clenches. Hands took hold of plush cheeks, gripping them and holding the squirming feline in place to keep himself buried deep.

"Can you keep it inside for a little while? It's been so long." Kima broke their kiss and let his head rest on Nate's shoulder, trailing claw tips over sculpted pecs. "None of the guests ever want to cuddle after they use me. I like how it feels when I please them, but I want this more." Like a housecat showing affection, the snow leopard nuzzled under Nate's chin, and his pretty grey eyes drifted closed, luxuriating in the warmth of afterglow.

Mr. Nall was right. Kima was a sweetheart. Nate couldn't deny that with the sleepy feline peacefully nuzzling against his pecs. Still, he had other exhibits to take care of, and if he wanted to spend more time with the snow leopard later, he needed to keep his new job. Trying not to wake the feline, he withdrew from soft depths, maneuvering him to the soft sheets below.

"Please stay a bit longer." Dreamy and slumberous, those grey eyes looked up at Nathan's face. "You can use me again. I'll lift my tail as many times as you want." His paws reached out, gripping Nathan's hand and holding it tightly. "Please?"

Contemplating the snow leopard's raised rear, Nate had an idea. He couldn't sate the poor, touch-starved creature with his neutered leopardhood, but there should be another way. Perhaps if Kima could orgasm, he'd be satisfied enough to let Nathan go without feeling abandoned.

Taking that offered rear in both hands, Nathan massaged its fluffy cheeks, pulling them apart and revealing the cum-slicked pink pucker between them. Probing him with his fingers, he circled Kima's hole, using its slickness to ease their passage. Twin fingers slid past the clenching pucker to the accommodating stroke of eager, well-trained muscles.

"Oh honey, I'm loose enough. You don't have to work me open." Mistaking Nathan's experimental fingering for preparations to fuck him, Kima tried to squirm away, only to stiffen as those delving digits found their mark. "Oh. Oh my. What is-" He trailed off into a soft moan, his tail wrapping around Nate's arm.

It was just as Nathan thought. Though the snow leopard's cock didn't work, and he hadn't received the usual testosterone that most males would, there was still a tiny prostate to massage. It would be easy to miss without looking for it, and it was likely that no one ever did more than graze it. The poor thing went all this time, all the way to adulthood, without ever feeling the sweet release of orgasm. It was time to change that.

"Oh god. That's so good. Why haven't I-" Kima panted and shoved back against Nate's fingers while a thin dribble of clear fluid leaked from his sheath tip to the sheets below. Like a needy kitten, he mewled and begged for more, his words devolving into desperate begging. Of course, he didn't need to. Nate intended to finish him, even if he had to pin the squirming feline down.

Redoubling his efforts, Nate worked over that neglected prostate, squishing his fingers in a harsh, purposeful rhythm as if he were pistoning his cock into the cat. Slick walls clenched tighter, then clamped down hard, trapping fingers in place and forcing Nate to flick their tips against the snow leopard's pleasure button.

"I-I-I can't. I'm-" Incoherent and leaking like a faucet, Kima spurted a thin string of watery cum to the bed below, his legs shaking and his tail tip thrashing from side to side. Only a few small dribbles followed, but his feminine whimpers continued, his desperate hole begging for more stimulation until he went limp, falling forward with his tail still wrapped around Nate's wrist and his hole clenching on air.

Exhausted as he was, Kima still kept his slick pucker on display and his legs spread. He wasn't as clingy now, but those soft paws tugged at Nathan's hands until he leaned down, and the sleepy cat could steal another kiss. "Promise you'll come back tonight? I'll be a good kitten for you." He licked his lips, yawned, and clenched his pretty pink hole, but his paws left Nathan's hands, and he let him go without complaint.