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"My Emmitt's been lost for several days now... I've done and keep on doing anything I can... but the police won't help... My nights have never felt so cold... so empty... I'm sure doing this is justified... After all, I love my sweet Emmitt... But I have my own needs I have to take care of. This won't change anything... right?". Those were the thoughts of Mrs. Otterton before sullying the most sacred vow a married couple could have.

Earlier that day, she tried to persuade the Zootopia Police Department, she needed her husband back. Having her beloved gone, rent near due, little to no money to buy her kids food and the craving for love she quite needed affects even the most resilient. Leaving the police department with empty hands like before, she held back the tears of a broken heart and crumbling faith. With no one to give her comfort, with her hopes barely clinging to her, she couldn't take going back home alone but didn't want to break down with so many people around, her only option was a nearby park she knew that used to be empty during mornings while kids where at school and most people were at work.

Sitting in that bench, surrounded by the green scenery, she caught a glimpse of a young couple hugging tight a several feet from where she sat; she could see the female was a slightly short vixen, but the male was more difficult to recognize as a tree was blocking her sight, but the hug was so loving this made her miss her husband so much and finally began to cry in silence. "My Emmitt..." she said while sobbing. She brought her hands to her face, covering her teary eyes while finding comfort only by knowing no one would notice a short mammal like her in despair in a big park so full of trees and bushes; her mind couldn't help but see herself with her beloved in the spot of those two lovebirds. As she cleansed her eyes to look up to make sure no one was looking, her snivel got interrupted by a new scene from that couple. Her eyes opened wide as she stared at the vixen being pinned against a tree by the male while they were making out with such stunning desire for each other. What shocked her the most was the difference between the male and the female, for not only the vixen was shorter than him, her lover was in fact a leopard. A concept she often heard of and never happened to see until now, this brought her a tingle that travelled down her spine. The vision of herself and Emmitt quickly turned into just herself with that leopard, sharing a more passionate kiss than the one with her husband.

With her composure struggling to hold itself together, a sight as spicy as that brought her a warm sensation that made her grip her dress and bite her lower lip. She played with her wedding ring as the mental image of herself with the leopard got stuck in her head. Her tears had dried and her arousal grew as her imagination began to fly. It didn't stop with just the married otter and the leopard, she began to think of different males; wolves, lions, tigers, bulls, stags, horses, even foxes, any male animal in Zootopia. Those different variants went around her head like a roulette as the voyeuristic wife of Emmitt Otterton witnessed what put her fantasies into a bigger level.

As she fiddled with the idea of different males making out with her, the leopard let his pants drop and began to hump that vixen as they made out. The arms of the vulpine held on to his shoulders while her legs wrapped around her waist. This brought the feelings of Mrs. Otterton to its max as her fantasies brought her to a new world of feelings; males of different species, all taking turns in the bed that she shared with her husband, feeling the throbbing veins of their dicks pulsate inside her to give her satisfying goosebumps running down her back when they hit that spot her spouse barely manages to reach. These thoughts made her forget about that void Emmitt left and even filled it in a way that brought her an odd and exciting sense of satisfaction. Her hands couldn't hold back any longer, she was sure nobody was looking at her, not even the couple she had been staring at for what felt like hours; she dragged her hand into her dress and ran her fingers into her panties allowing herself to give her womanhood a small act of affection, the one she was beginning to get so thirsty for. Her other hand squeezed her own breasts over her clothes, giving special attention to those unattended nipples, her beloved never seemed to think of playing with. The couple in front of her was exciting, but the vision of many males other than her husband having their way with her was much more thrilling. Her fantasies turned to desire when she let go her first moans. She forgot about her husband, she forgot about her worries; she wanted to feel good and although her hands did as best as she could, the itch wasn't near gone. Her otter toes wiggled, her womanhood was soaking and as she was about to lose herself in her realm of pleasure, the sound of a throat clearing made her flinch and quickly bring her hands to her back.

The couple was gone and in front of her was a wolf of brown fur, she blushed a bright red as she looked up to the male in front of her. "Enjoyed the show I suppose?". Words couldn't come out of her mouth, she stuttered trying to excuse herself; although the lupine found this quite adorable, he interrupted the ashamed otter by letting go a chuckle before sitting next to her. "What's a beauty like yourself doing in a place like this all alone?" Said the male wolf with a devilish short smirk as his eyes went through her body from toes to head. "Waiting for somebody?". She kept her hands behind her back as her heart felt like bursting out of her chest. "I... I've been... looking for someone and I wanted to take a break to enjoy the... the nature!" She made a wide smile, failing miserably to hide her rather primal desire that had taken over her. The wolf let go a short laugh. "You certainly were enjoying nature." this made Mrs. Otterton blush and look down at her thighs before looking at his "Did you find that someone you were looking for? Is he here?" He wrapped his arm behind her lower back, gripping her waist as he pressed her against his side, she couldn't help but feel comfort as she felt the comfort of his side all over smaller small body "Maybe...". She put her hands on his body as she felt the need to hug him for that sweet and very needed company. He could smell the heat coming from her body as she loosened up "what animal are you looking for? Is it a wolf perhaps?". The confidence in his tone made it difficult for her to hide her neediness.

He wrapped his arm behind her lower back, gripping her rear as he pressed her against his side, she couldn't help but feel safe as she felt the comfort of his side all over smaller small body "Maybe...". She put her hands on his body as she felt the need to hug him for that very needed company specially with that spicy feeling in her chest. He could smell the heat coming from her body as she loosened up. His hand began to fondle her soft behind, squeezing it and rubbing it, enjoying that softness while his fingers made indents on her buttocks, it was a really nice thick ass, it was satisfying for both the lonely otter and for the seductive wolf; even more once his hand slit into her panties. "What animal are you looking for? Is it another otter perhaps?". The confidence in his tone made it difficult for her to hide her neediness, not that it would be able to prevent her hard nipples to expose her arousal underneath her clothes. "Or is it a wolf?" Her cheeks blushed due to hi words, her fantasies made her think of all the love making sessions she could have with wolves and with other species. If playing with her behind wasn't enough, the other hand of her companion did make itself familiarized with her tits, given them the same treatmen., "A wolf... a lion... a tiger... a buck... a fox... any kind of animal" the married otter began to list as her arousal grew the more the male wolf touched her sensitive and attention-starved body. The brown furred lupine couldn't help but make a mischievous grin that made it clear he knew what she wanted. "Well~ I know a bunch of animals like those you could meet in some sort of reunion if you'd like. In your house maybe?" Mrs. Otterton realized what she was getting into, this made her nervous of what she was doing; and yet, without thinking twice she gave the wolf her address and a time and date. "Friday in the afternoon. We'll see you then." Her companion left afterwards, her underwear was soaking wet, it took her a long while to get herself back together and go back home.

She closed the door behind her. Seeing her own house empty made her think her kids weren't home from school yet. "The kids!" they couldn't be at home that day. She sat for a bit and grabbed her phone and called the mother of one of her kids' friends. She was greeted by her warmly and with worried concerns regarding Emmitt's whereabouts. "L-listen... Could you... take care of my kids this Friday? I'll be... looking for Emmitt and I need someone to take care of them" the female on the other side of the line agreed quite easily, showing how much she wanted to support her "Thank you... w-would... would it be too much trouble if you took care of them the whole... weekend?" She gripped her dress and bit her lower lip. The concerned mother gave her a positive answer, trusting wholeheartedly and believing every single word of what she could only think was a scared and worried woman looking for her beloved. She thanked her so much before hanging up. She had never felt this dirty in her life, and she was enjoying it. Now she only had to wait for Friday. "My Emmitt's been lost for several days now... I've done and keep on doing anything I can... but the police won't help... My nights have never felt so cold... so empty... I'm sure doing this is justified... After all, I love my sweet Emmitt... But I have my own needs I have to take care of. This won't change anything... right?". Those were the thoughts of Mrs. Otterton before sullying the most sacred vow a married couple could have.

It was around 3 pm on Friday, Mrs. Otterton, wearing a light purple bathrobe, felt her heart beat fast while she stared at the floor nervous and excited. Her toes wiggled, the fear of doing something big you've never done before was making her anxious, she refreshed her body almost all morning making sure to at least be good enough for the special occasion. The married otter wondered how many were going to show up as she looked at her toes and fiddled with her ring until she heard the doorbell. She swallowed her worries with a loud gulp, her heart fell down to her stomach; trying to not show her trembling body she walked to the door. Hesitation never crossed her mind though it was full of concern for her, Emmitt and their marriage; all those thoughts faded to the background of her mind as the short mammal looked up and saw her guests, her numerous guests that would help her needs. In front of her stood the wolf, and behind him, another wolf, a tiger, two leopards, a cheetah, a bear, a coyote, two cougars and three foxes. "Good day ma'am~ may we come in?" Said the wolf she met at the park the other day with his seductive voice; Mrs. Otterton couldn't respond, her eyes looked up and shone bright, looking a bit bigger like a defenseless animal looking for mercy while accepting its defeat; her fantasies were nothing compared to what she had in front of her which made her libido kick in to make her confidently drop her bathrobes to the floor and expose her naked body to the wall of males. The wolf in the front smirked as he told the guys to come in.

As the last guy to enter closed and locked the door, the males began to undress, some even brought a cooler full of beer. Mrs. Otterton walked behind her couch and looked with such drooling hunger at the males getting naked in her living room. When there was no piece of clothing left on any male, the tiger roared to catch the attention of everyone "Alright guys, you know the drill. Let's begin this party!" He grabbed the small female otter and began to vigorously kiss her while pressing her against his body. She gave in to the lust of the kiss and returned the affection with as much intensity. As their lips locked in the passionate kiss, the tiger managed to find the main bedroom where he entered as if it was his home. He sat on the border of the bed and impaled his prey with his large cock deep into her small, tight clit. Holding her legs, he pulled her up and down along his shaft, from one blink to another, the otter felt ecstatic, her mind couldn't process what was going on quickly enough until the largest of the felines began to have his way with her. She moaned loudly and with such happiness and pleasure, she never felt this good before. Emmitt's cock gave her satisfaction, but this tiger brought her to a paradise of joy, perhaps even fulfillment as she was used like a toy by this male. His length bulged her belly, she held onto his chest, hollering with lust, she could feel every vein of his cock inside her, stretching her insides for him. In the room, the two leopards and the cheetah looked at them as they jerked off, warming up for the real deal. The living room was filled with laughter, chatter, loud music and beers being opened and this sweet otter was the main attraction of the party. The tiger didn't hold back on using the otter, there was a party full of big horny carnivores looking to have fun with this short lady. While muffling his groans he immediately came inside her, without asking or regarding what she wanted although her face made it clear she didn't care at all, she was living, what she considered to be, a marvelous experience and it was just starting.

After dumping his sperm inside her, he tossed her onto the bed. "Your turn boys", said the tiger to the felines in the room as he left to get a beer. Mrs. Otterton was panting in the bed, feeling pure bliss, but her break didn't last long when one of the leopards picked her up. He pressed her back against his body and shoved his cock deep inside her tailhole. The small otter felt the need to make a loud moan but no sound came from her mouth, not even after the second leopard shoved his large rod into her recently used pussy. She held onto the male in front of her as the leopards double-teamed her. They were smaller than the tiger but much bigger than her husband, and she had two inside her at the same time. The sensation of both lengths inside her made her feel somewhat powerful, she often heard otters were quite stretchy and resilient and even some rumors out there that otters were perfect fuck toys for any kind of male but never expected them to be true or mean something like this since their thrusts were hard and without concern for her, but for her, even though she was enjoying it, she still craved for more. She began to moan when they started to hump, their groans, however, were quite more intense to the point the front male French-kissed her for a few minutes before the male behind her turned her face so he could kiss her as well immediately after the make-out moment ended. When one shaft was pushed in, the other was pulled back, alternating who was deep inside her, there was not a second one of their lengths were in. The leopards struggled to hold back, they felt much more pleasure than her being taken on both holes. Finally, they both went balls deep into her and pumped her full of leopard seed, she even damped their crotches with her fluids when she reached her climax. The males sighed in relief before tossing Mrs. Otterton onto the bed, just to be immediately held by the cheetah.

The cheetah held her in a full nelson position when he sat down, pulling her legs behind her before penetrating her tailhole, exposing how flexible an otter can be. Unlike the leopards before him, the cheetah was more endowed so feeling that big piece of feline meat going balls deep into her anal hole was a rougher but satisfactory feeling that made her gasp when she felt it in its entirety so suddenly. The feline didn't hold back, he made her go up and down at the same time as he humped her with that impressive speed cheetahs are known for. He pounded her ass with great energy, letting his glands rub every inch of her vagina as it poked her cervix; she couldn't help but moan as loud as her lungs allowed her, thankfully the loud music could keep those moans inside the house and not be heard from outside. Her eyes rolled back for how intensely she was used, Emmitt couldn't be as fast as him when she compared this overwhelming encounter with the slow-loving night after the wedding, when Emmitt gave her their first kid. More and more her sweet and helpless attitude changed when she challenged the cheetah to be faster, at first with a soft tone, but as the cheetah got faster, her voice got more demanding. The cheetah was happy to oblige, giving to her everything he's got. She felt her rear being spanked by his hips; the clashing of their bodies sounded like thunderous claps. As quick as the cheetah was, he did last almost as long as the other males, adding to her insides his sperm as she squirted on the floor. The cheetah got so tired he couldn't hold the otter any longer and dropped her on the bed. Her heart was racing, the adrenaline got her quite anxious and ready for more, When the grizzly bear got on top of her and squeezed her against the bed, she knew she would need all that energy to withstand such a tall male like him.

He spread her legs wide and inserted himself into her, all the way in like the rest. She was still as wet as the first time, although it took a bit of effort for her when that thick bear cock went in, it wasn't as large as the tiger but it was so thick, her own clit stretched more than usual for him to squeeze him in a tight, snug fit. The grunts of the bear were quite rough, the grip her inner walls had on his cock was tight and so moist, it made his cock slide in and out easily while also giving both a thorough mutual rub. He humped her slow and hard, her bed trembled for each thrust, like a small earthquake. She tried to hang on to him, hugging his chest, hoping her arms would be strong enough but as her ursine partner got rougher and slightly faster, she got buried under his body, flattened against the bed. Barely able to breathe and having her body pressured by the rough love-making caused her pleasure to increase exponentially, she knew this bear had only one goal: to please himself using her. Although there were some occasional movements to make sure she was alright, most of the time it felt like there was no regard for her, like if she was nothing but a public toy to be shared. And just like that, once again, the ursine unloaded his seed into her womb and got off her. The small, cute otter panted lightly, with a smile on her face that proved how strong her orgasm was; she wasn't sure if it was the breath-play, the size difference or the roughness that caused her to feel that, but there was no time to think about it as next the pair of wolves entered.

One held her and laid on his back while she got laid on him, looking at the ceiling; the other wolf, the one she met at the park, helped her wrap her legs around his waist. She felt their cocks fill her holes; the one below her went into her tailhole as his park friend tested her still tight vagina. She felt more sensitive than before, all this action was causing her adrenaline to never stop giving her energy. The wolves wasted no time on using the short mammal, their thrusts were fast and so full of passion, not as fast as the cheetah but much bigger than the leopards, a delightful combination. Seeing the action going, the foxes decided to join in the fun; her lips wrapped around one of the foxes' glands and began to suck it hard to encourage the vulpine to go deeper into her throat; meanwhile, her rather aroused instincts made her quickly find the rest of the foxes' dicks and grip them. Her moans were muffled by the rod of the fox in her mouth and the technique of her hand job was so satisfactory, her grip was almost as tight as her holes and her wrists and arms rubbed the vulpine dicks with such soft and delicate technique. Living her dream, she put as much effort as she could to please them all, squeezing the life out of those wolves' cocks with her inner walls, tightening her throat whenever the length in her mouth went as deep as it could stroking with great care and thorough pleasure; she forgot about Emmitt at this point, her mind was focused on being a toy for the pleasure of others... others much better than her own husband. Hearing their moans made her so happy and eager to please them more, even with her mouth muffled a clear yell of "More!" reached their ears, challenging them to be as rough as they liked. The wolves and foxes followed her desperate wish; the pair of big dogs humped her harder and faster, holding tight her waist and legs; the fox fucking her throat grabbed her by the head and face-fucked her, as for the foxes being pleased by her hands, they rocked their hips in sync to her hand job, allowing her to stroke as much of their cocks as possible. The mix of moans, growls and gasps all 5 males were producing was an enjoyable song she didn't want to stop hearing. The amount of sperm getting inside her was considerably large, during the wolves' discharge in her ass and pussy, the fox fucking her throat forced her to swallow all his cum by shoving his length as deep as possible while his fellow red-fur coated males showered her in thick strings of sperm. The males were lightheaded as they left the bed, the day wasn't nearly halfway done and the fun was at its peak, although, some began to think this otter would be much more than they expected, but for the last three males; a pair of cougars and a coyote, they were thinking of testing how further they could go once they entered the room.

Sandwiched by the pair of cougars on the bed, the otter let loose, allowing their lengthy cocks to go in her holes. Her relaxed and prepared mindset broke, however, once her pussy stretched way more than she expected, and for good reason, as both feline males went inside her clitoris. When one pushed his cock in, the other pulled back; alternating who was deep into her. This sensation broke her, her mouth was wide open and her pupils looked at a blank spot, the ecstasy of this was so much for her to grasp. Seeing the mouth open, the coyote took the chance to fuck her mouth. Her body was the subject to pleasure, instinctively pleasuring the males using her until finally her mind restarted and brought to her a more feral attitude as she grabbed the coyote's waist and bounced on the cougars' dicks. This was quite a surprise for the males, although it was quite welcomed with the same intensity when they thrusted their lengths into her, much more eager to be pleased. This married otter wasn't holding back anymore, she craved for their seed, and was determined to make them give it to her as much as they could. The coyote felt like his entire body was being sucked by the hungry oral of the small mammal, his cock was so moistened by her tongue when she licked all of that sweet coyote dick, he was much bigger than the foxes so a rather special service was required; meanwhile the cougars felt the similar sensation to a tight wet hug that reached up to their necks when their genitals were squeezed with such a deadly grip, the sensations of their own cocks rubbing together and the added stroking of her vagina were a lot more than what they expected. Her moans of unending thirst commanded them to give her all they got, and with that, she finally got what she wanted, with the sperm in her womb now mixed with two cougars, and the taste of the coyote running down her throat. With all males having had a turn with her, she had now realized how ravenous her lust was.

The sun was near setting, and the party wasn't done yet, specially not for the lonely housewife. She took another turn with the males once again; the more times they filled her up, the more dominant she got. All guests enjoyed being heavily mounted by this now fiercely lustful otter, who craved for more and more sexual affection. Their strong growls turned into weak, soft and submissive moans as the unquenchably horny otter, filled and covered in the sperm of others, rode each and every single one of them twice, thrice, even four times if they hadn't fainted yet. Sometimes in threesomes, sometimes with just one or even with as many as she could, her goal was to satiate that void she had been feeling ever since her husband disappeared, and by late in the night, all males were piled on the bed, defeated, exhausted, resting fully drained of their sex drive, and the otter on top of the pile, awake, giggling at her accomplishment. That night, she entered a deep, peaceful slumber she hadn't had in a while.

The next morning, all her guests were getting dressed and leaving the house, they thanked her for the wonderful time they had. The last to leave was the wolf she met at the park; he left a phone number to her if she'd like to have another party like yesterday. She made the sweetest of smiles and thanked him for the invitation, and before he left, she said "Perhaps next time I can test how herbivores do it~". The wolf smirked, knowing exactly the group who'd love to, and should, try this married otter's company.

Cleaning the house was rough, she was glad she had told the mother of her son's friends to take care of them the whole weekend, but the reminder of Emmitt as she looked at one of the photos struck her like a lightning bolt. She had to return to the police department, be more persistent, and maybe, just maybe, one officer will actually try to find her husband, even if that officer happened to be a rabbit.