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You were fucking pissed.

You had every right to be pissed off as you stormed down the hallway towards your boss' office, ready to smash his door in and chew his ass out for what he did. That shithead deserved every insult and object thrown at his head. He lied to you, deceived you, and he wasn't getting away with it. And to think you'd been silently swooning for him just hours before now, thinking so kindly of the kobold sugarcoated words. It all made you feel rather sick now, looking back on how effortlessly he sunk his fangs into your fur.

You'd left the office Friday night in high spirits, caked head to toe in a mixture of his and your fluids. With Hidhas' help, you made it home without being spotted by any coworkers. But it wasn't done for your benefit; he was only covering his tracks while toying with his new plaything, keeping a firm grip on your ass the entire way out the building.

But you let him do it. You let him push you against the side of the car. You never resisted his efforts to bring your mouth to his, nor did you shut out his invading tongue. You may have been exhausted from the hours of pleasuring you'd been through, but your dick didn't care, wanting right then and there to bend over and get railed by your boss' tapered length. Your boss had to be the voice of reason in that moment, only allowing a quick taste before saying his farewells.

"Your hard work won't go unnoticed, Carter," Hidhas said at the last, leaving you alone in a clouded haze of arousal and satisfaction. You'd pawned off your body to save your neck, but it didn't seem a bad deal--hell, you were on cloud nine all that night. Financially secure for the foreseeable future with an added bonus of your boss' cum filling both ends, what more could you ask for?

You had a hard time believing you'd lucked out so nicely, but the salty taste on your tongue and lust-filled smells tickling your nose kept the affair fresh in your mind. You'd never done any of that before. You'd barely gone on a few dates. The most you'd ever accomplished was an awkward one-night stand with a girl, and it was absolutely nothing like what you'd just experienced. But goddamn had that been amazing. You'd enjoyed every lustful moment, deeply love drunk and craving more. Remembering all the sensations of his body on top of yours had you rushing from your car and bursting through your apartment door.

You didn't immediately go to shower the mess off your body, you were too horny for that. Instead, you immediately went to your bed, only caring to strip off your confining work pants and pull down your underwear so that your erect penis could be freed from its confinements. You didn't need any lube as several sessions of wet sex had left your crotch steaming like a sauna. You began to paw yourself off while your body sank back into the mattress. With each breath you took in his scents; each hit of the kobold's musk was absolute bliss. Desiring more of his stench, you cupped a hand over your snout, a hand that'd been messaging his swollen sheath for most the afternoon.

You exploded in no time, splattering your already stained shirt, and once your post-orgasm peace finally wore off, you began to realize what a sorry state you were in. Your fur was a matted mess, your breath reeked of dick, and your body felt bruised; no surprise when you've sat under a kid-sized desk for multiple hours. You managed enough strength to hop in the shower, and after a thorough washing--involving many pumps of shampoo to loosen the grime glued to your coat--you saw a different fox in the bathroom mirror.

You now sported a brilliant coat that looked soft and inviting, eyes of a sharp mind, and a confident smile to match. You stood taller than that meek fox from before. They were a fraction of you; submissive, simpleminded, good for one thing only: to be bred. Two entirely different creatures, but which one was you?

The question warred in you throughout the weekend. Sometimes, your self-image was all wrong, and other times all felt right in the world again. You accomplished nothing else during your days off. How could you do anything but think over the most impactful thing you'd ever done in your entire life? Your weekend was a torturous mix of identity crisis on your living room sofa, and jerking yourself off to wistful wishes that you'd be smothered in more of your boss' potent stink.

You pulled into your parking space earlier than you usually did on Monday morning--especially for a Monday morning. You'd hardly slept last night, so getting in early wasn't much a loss, and you achingly needed resolution: the eight o'clock meeting that'd decide if your fate was to be above his doomed colleagues. You spent the final hour waiting in agony, chiding yourself for coming in so early, as if you'd accomplish anything doing so. At one point you debated going to Hidhas' office, but you quickly stifled that idea. Desperation was unsightly, and you were confident in your boss' word.

Your name being called during the branch-wide meeting--more like lining everyone up single file in front of a firing squad--meant you were severely mistaken. Your fur stood on end; ears perked straight up. No, surely you'd misheard, was there another Carter Michel in the office? No, they were mistaken, it had to be a mistake! What the fuck, No!

Your thoughts careened into a bottomless pit of confusion, depression, and anger. How'd this happen? You were supposed to be safe from the chopping block! Your boss guaranteed your job was safe--Hidhas, you had to find Hidhas. He'd sort this all out. Yes, he'd know what to do, he'd fix this!

"Jodie Hidhas." The name rang out in the room like a gong. It struck you harder than your own name being called. He'd been fired, just like you. Did he know this was going to happen? Surely he must've! He'd known that he'd be out a job, but he'd promised...

You so dearly wanted to scream aloud at the realization. You'd been lied to. He lied to you. He'd spun you a tangling web in a few minutes, and you'd been his personal fucktoy for hours.

Where was he? Goddamn it, where was he? That son of a bitch! Your job didn't matter anymore, what was done was done. All that mattered now was finding that treacherous snake. You looked around the various vocal employees, but even with the kobold's height disadvantage, it was obvious he wasn't present, but he was in the building somewhere; you'd spotted his car in the parking lot on the way in. With all the commotion, it was easy to slip out of the room. He was here, somewhere, and you were going to find him.

And now you were barreling towards Hidhas' office, fists tightly clenched, ready to start some shit. You had nothing to lose, already having forfeit your dignity alongside your career. You aim your sights on the door ahead, reading the same 'KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING PLEASE' that hung dead center. You giddily ignore the request and instead swing the door open violently, eyes darting around to catch a glimpse of black scales. Before you were the same chairs sitting at the head of the same desk, but there certainly were noticeable changes to the room. The room was now completely devoid of any signs of occupancy, stripped clean, not a trace left behind.

"What--where the fuck?" It didn't make sense! He'd vanished into thin air, just like that? You keep scanning the room, going so far as to wrap around to the front of his desk, unable to avoid a glance below, where you'd been greedily chocking down his cock. It was empty, just like everything else, yet you continue your frantic pacing of the office space. He was here, he had to be! His car--of course, his car!

You step out and shut the door behind you, giving one look at the sign before yanking off and carrying the slab of wood with you, unsure why exactly you did so besides that it felt some justified win. You maneuver past coworkers who wandered aimlessly throughout the floor, through the front doors, and down the stairs to where you'd last seen his car. It was already gone.

You yelled aloud then, unable to contain your frustrations any longer, stomping about the vacant parking spot. You kicked and swore until you were short of breath and wincing from the pain lancing up your feet, and you were done. That's it then. You were had, completely and unknowingly, by your boss. He'd used your ass--and mouth--and tossed you aside without you ever realizing you'd been some common trash.

You didn't feel like heading back into the office. Everything was fucked, so why bother? Time to head home and scream into your pillow for the rest of the day. You dragged your feet all the way to the beat-up Honda, closing off the outside world and sinking into the tattered leather seat, dropping the wooden sign in the other. You thought to drive away, or pull out your phone, or slam your hands into the car wheel, but it felt nice to do nothing. Because that's all you could do, nothing.

You were now out your only source of income, with only a miracle of finding a replacement before being dumped out on the streets. You were heartbroken, without anyone to care you existed. Family was out the picture; you'd be better off in the streets than crawling back to them, the mere thought making your blood run cold. What other options were there? Was there any shrivel of hope left for you to grasp onto?

You were so lost in your self-loathing that the object slipped under your windshield wiper was completely overlooked until you were readying to drive away. You stared at the paper, wet in your eyes, finding it so oddly perplexing. It was an ordinary piece of printer paper, neatly folded in half and flapping with each gust of wind. It hadn't been there when you left your car this morning, and there'd been little reason for you to receive a note from anyone--except for one scaled individual in particular. Surely not...

You snag the paper and quickly duck back into your car. On the front of the paper was your name scrawled in pen, and the contents inside were signed with Hidhas' initials.

By the time you read this, I'm assuming you know that you and I both are no longer employed.

I want to say that I'm sorry for manipulating you like that. I do actually care about you; I'm not a heartless person, at least I hope I don't come off as one.

But I also want to say that I didn't lie to you. I do have a job proposal for you, if you're willing to hear me out without ripping my head off first. I hope you'll consider giving me a second chance. If you do want to talk more, my address is written below, which I'm giving out in good faith that you won't throw a brick through my window.

J.H.

Sure enough, there was his address at the bottom. Minutes ago you'd have ripped up the letter in a rage, but that rage had been stamped out in the parking lot, only leaving an aching defeat that hung heavy on your shoulders. Damn him. Damn him for tempting you like this, after all he'd done. Damn him for continuing to play his games. Damn him!

You shouldn't want to know what Hidhas had planned, but you did. You wanted to think, if only for a fleeting second, that he hadn't fooled you for a good fuck. The written words had rekindled hope deep inside your heart. You cared about him too. Of course you did, otherwise why did you hurt so much? You'd caught feelings for him, and you were willing to tangle yourself into his webs if it meant there was a chance that he'd reciprocate those feelings towards you.

Driving to his home felt like a mistake. It also felt terrifying, which didn't make sense at all. You should be angry, not scared. You should be ready to give him an earful as soon as you set eyes on him. But you only interested in what he had to say, and dreading anymore heartbreak in what he might not say.

The neighborhood Hidhas lived in was a wooded sprawl outside the city. It was lined with fancy houses on each side--not quite mansions, yet not something to sneeze at. They must cost a small fortune to own, having you wonder how the kobold managed to afford living here, and then you learned how when the road narrowed into an older cul-de-sac. Smaller, less sightly houses lived at the back of this subdivision, each squatting close to the ground and surrounding by greenery, like they were being consumed ever so slowly into the earth.

Towards the end and to the left was Hidhas' house. It was unimpressive, single-story home, but it was charming to you. White bricks that were weathered and chipped, a front yard that was tamed just enough to not let it overtake the property, and stout trees to shade the front porch. As you pulled to the curb and shut off the engine, you imagined that even on a hot summer day that'd leave you panting, you could just slip under the blanketing branches overhead and feel a comfort you'd never known before. If only it were a simple summer afternoon, one free of worries and full of sun.

You stepped onto the wooden porch and timidly pressed one digit into the doorbell. You heard the ring inside, and then silence, and shortly the shuffle of feet to the front door. A black-scaled kobold, your former boss, opened the door and pushed aside the screen cover to stand in front of you. Hidhas wore a simple outfit that was immediately having you some way: a sky-blue flannel shirt and well-fit jeans, with a thin jewelry necklace to top it all off.

"I didn't know if I'd expect you this soon or not," were his first words to you, and a charming smile spread across his snout. "I'm glad you chose sooner."

Butterflies squirmed in your stomach and any bitter words fell to the pit of your stomach. You could conjure no hate for him. Now was your chance to blow up on him, to tell him how hurt you'd been, to hurt him back. You would've done so back at the office. It was funny how quickly things change, and how sparing a little time to process changes could lead to such different outcomes.

You hold out the wooden sign from his office door. "I grabbed this for you on the way out."

"Hah! Yeah, left it on purpose, but guess I can find use of it somehow." He offers out his hand to you with a bright smile, "Should we head inside to talk?"

You nod your head, clasping your fingers in his, following him into his home. The interior carried the same serene vibe as the front of his house. The walls were a dull white that were easy on the eyes, if showing their age a bit. The wooden flooring only lasted in the foyer, switching to a tan carpet as you followed Hidhas into the living room, leaning the sign carefully against a nearby wall.

You were surprised at the slight messiness of everything; an assortment of things strewn about on couches, tucked in corners, and littered across the nearby dining table. You could see a sizeable pile of dishes from what little of the kitchen you noticed. It didn't seem like the kobold to keep his home untidy, a stark contrast to his well-organized workspace. You and Hidhas sat together on a loveseat after he cleared out a few overflowing boxes from the cushions. A few of the contents were recognizable from his recently vacated office desk.

He must've noticed your fixation as he interrupted your thoughts, "I should've warned you I was also losing my job. It must've been a kick in the nuts to hear that."

"Yeah, it was. Can't say it didn't hurt." You said, finding your words again.

"I didn't want that... I didn't want to hurt you. I went about it all the wrong way: coercing you into something you didn't want, holding your job hostage for my pleasure. I shouldn't have done that, don't know why I did. Maybe from all the stress of the last few months?"

"There are a hundred others under the same stress, including me, and they never pressured me under the table."

Hidhas looked away ashamedly. "You're right, it's a shit excuse for what I did... I think--" He paused then, stiffening, and you knew he was having the same struggles to force the rights words out. "I--There's another reason I did it, the real reason.

He paused for many seconds, but you dared not interrupt his train of thought. Finally it all rushes out of his mouth, "I thought you were hot and wanted to shoot my shot, I guess."

"Oh."

"Yeah it was dumb of me. I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have--"

You stop him with a hand on his lap. "No. I'm just shocked is all, I didn't know that you felt the same for me as I did for you."

"Oh." It was cute to see your former boss so flustered to be at a loss for words. You couldn't resist further teasing as you rubbed his thigh, inching ever closer to his crotch. His whole body was tense from your physical contact, eyes wide and ears upright.

"Heh, from all the rumors I'd heard, I never expected you to be so timid," you said.

Hidhas jerked ramrod straight. "--most of those rumors aren't true! You shouldn't believe everything you heard, and I've never been romantically interested in anyone before, so this is all new for me."

"No worries, it's new for me too," you said with a smile. You scooch closer to the kobold, cornering him on the couch. Your hand was now resting against the subtle bulge in his pants. "We could take it slow if you want, but I was hoping you'd rather pick up right where we left off."

"...Okay," squeaked Hidhas, giving you the go ahead to continue.

The zipper offered little resistance to your gentle tugging, and little by little you were greeted to the alluring sight of his underwear, featuring a much more prominent mound that begs you closer. You knead his package in slow circles, molding his meaty sheath with your digits, feeling the warmth radiating through the fabric.

You'd been itching like an addict for more since your last rut with the kobold. You wanted to smell his scents. You wanted to taste his flesh. You wanted him to ride you, to take you like his bitch, to use you for another good fuck. But, most of all, you wanted his seed to fill you. Yes, that's what you wanted. A full stomach and stretched asshole. You needed him to breed you for hours on end, just like he did before.

"Come here, little fox."

His commanding voice was music to your ears, and his words were adrenaline to your heart. You knelt down on the loveseat and over his lap, nestling your head between his legs, and there it was--his musk, saturating your lungs, clinging so deeply to your senses. It fired your horny brain on all cylinders. Your dick never felt so hard as it did when around Hidhas. Each exhale was a struggled moan to make space for another huff.

"Hmm, sounds like you're really enjoying being smothered again by my stink. Is that what you're wanting, pup? To choke on my stink?" You nod your head, rubbing your snout up and down his underwear. He grabbed the back of your head to press you deeper. "Of course you do. You'd prefer if you'd never had another drop of fresh air again, my stench invading your nose with every breath you take."

Your sight was dominated by his crotch, so you didn't see but rather felt the movement of his underwear being tugged around you. You lift yourself away long enough for Hidhas to peel the fabric away, revealing a fat sheath--his red spire already a few inches emerged--and hefty set of balls. You try to bury your face but were held back by the scruff of your neck.

"Tell me what you want, pet."

You let loose a whine, "I want you..."

"Good pet. Go ahead then." Hidhas relinquished his hold, and you dove headfirst into your prize, ready to treat him, your master, to a variety of pleasures: deep inhales of his essence, a steady rubbing of his sheath, and long laps of your tongue across his balls. His rumbling groans and digging claws in the back of head were all the affirmation you needed that he was loving this as much as you. It was a comfort to be below him, tending to his lust, cradled across his lap, like you were his pet. But you were, weren't you? That's what he called you, so of course that's what you were, and he was your master, a word that'd been tipping the ledge for some time now.

Your master was now at full mast. Such a pleasant sight for you, and not one to waste such a delicious opportunity, you drew his member into your mouth, greedily sucking down, desiring to taste your master.

"Mmph, that feels so fucking good. Bet you never thought you'd love sucking cock so much. You're a natural at it, though. That pretty little mouth fits perfectly around me." You're guided forward by more pressure on the back of your skull, forcing you to open your throat to more of his length. Your master breathes heavily above you. "Yes, keep sucking pet. I'm getting close..."

You respond happily to his words; he's close, so close already, because of you, his perfect little slut, ready to be filled with his seed. You were eager to feel the first spurt of his cum hit your throat. You would drink every last drop and lick your master clean, only to ask for more afterwards.

His grip on your fur tightened as he panted out sweet sounds that sang throughout the room. He thrusted his hips upwards to lodge his cock in your mouth, and you felt the swelling tension of his coming climax before the first rope of semen shot out his tip. You kept suckling while your master gasped and squirmed, releasing load after load for you to swallow down. Only when he begins to melt in the sofa and soften in your mouth do you pull off his shaft, not without teasing him with a few more playful licks of his tapered tip.

"Ah, that was really nice..." said Hidhas. Both his arms were limp at his sides, one hand resting on your back. You folded both your arms under your head and turned to face him, admiring your handiwork, while considering the handsome, black-scaled kobold resting above you.

"I believe I'm owed a job proposal," you announced, startling Hidhas out of his post-orgasm bliss.

"Oh, damn!" He brings a hand to cover his face. "I totally forgot after you got me all excited."

You laugh it off. "Don't worry about it--it's nice to know I have that effect on you, though."

"So, my proposal... It is a bit of a leap. I'll start by saying I landed another job this weekend, and I really lucked out on this: better pay, better time flexibility, and the best thing is that it's fully remote. I was hoping this job would pull through, so I could come through on my promise to you. See, with the money I'm pulling in, I was going to offer you a job as my assistant."

He paused long enough for you to question, "Your assistant? What do you mean by that?"

"Well, uhm, you'd assist me in multiple ways. Upkeeping my workplace which, as you can see, has been a bit of a mess recently. You'd help me with that brain of yours, whenever I need to spitball some ideas off you. You'd help with my physical needs, which you've already gotten a feel of what that entails. There'd be other things added to list, as we figure things out, and I'd pay you fairly for it all, of course."

He starts when you lift yourself up and climb onto him, dropping your ass onto his lap. "Let me get this straight: you want me to do everything that a romantic partner of yours would do?" you ask with a smirk. Hidhas looked at you with adorable confusion, prompting you to spell out what you were thinking, "Argh, you dummy. Wouldn't it be simpler if we dated?"

"Oh--OH." Apparently the thought had never crossed his mind, and the implications all seemed to flood him at once, his large ears swiveling back and forth as he seemed to short circuit. "Uhm, yes, I guess that make sense..."

"So...?"

"Uhh... would you like to date me?"

"Yes!" you shout, wrapping Hidhas' head in a tight hug into your chest. "Gosh, how are you a dom when you're such a softy normally?"

"I told you that I'm new to all this!" he muffles through your arms, which you kindly release to let him breathe again. "I was worried that was going too fast, and that I'd scare you away..."

"You're not scaring me away that easily, baby." You smile even bigger at your realization, "Oh! Now I can call you cute pet names too, hehe."

"I guess--as long as you remain the only true pet in our relationship."

"Don't about that baby, I'm all yours..." You begin grinding on him, and he understands what you want.

"Another round, pup?"

"Yes, please."

"Then I need you undressed," he said, already slipping back into his dominant self, "Now."

The kobold's demands had you hot and needy for his body, and so you quickly strip your clothes, putting your semi-chub on full display. He strips away his shirt as well, revealing a trim chest that you couldn't help but feel up before being lightly batted away. Hidhas admires your dick but does not tend to it, not yet. His cock, larger than yours and already at attention from your teasing, was lined up under your backside, already lubed with his previous orgasm. You wanted so badly to guide all of him in, but you waited for his words.

"Does my pup want to play?" You nod your head eagerly, watching as he grabs the base of his member to aim at your asshole. "Alright pup: down boy."

You obey, moaning out in greeting to his girth filling your insides. He stretches you further with each inch that you claim, but you are able to ride through the pain, even getting a little pleasure out of the sting of your hole being pulled apart by his penis. You remember what Hidhas said earlier about your untapped cock sucking skills. Turns out, you were just a slut all along, waiting for the perfect someone to claim your mouth and ass as theirs.

"You feel so tight, pup--umph, so hot, too."

"Thank you master..." you said between the scarce breaths you could manage, "I love feeling you inside me, how full you make me."

"You like how much bigger my cock is than yours? You're okay with how much heavier my balls are than what's in your little sack?" He waited for a response to each question, increasing the pace of his thrusts with each whimpered answer you gave. "Must be embarrassing when you're taller than me but packing so much less--but you're not embarrassed, are you pup? You love being smaller down there; makes you feel smaller, small enough for me to use you however I want. Take care of you and hold you and protect you and rut you whenever I'm in the mood."

You mewl out in agreement, wholly lost in the euphoric prostate pounding you were receiving, unable to form a coherent sentence in your head if you tried.

"I love the thought of you being smaller, too. Me being the big alpha just sounds so right. I'm the stronger one, I'm the provider--argh..." he thrusts further into you, shoving down on your hips. "Say it, pup, yell out what I am."

"You're--aah--you're the alpha!" you moaned wildly.

Harder and faster he went. Your body jerks at the tugging of his hand on your prick. "Again!"

"You're the alpha! You're the a--alpha! Ooh... YOU'RE THE ALPHA!"

You just about screamed at the last, spraying your seed onto his bare chest, sucking in deep, guttural mouthfuls of air as he continued pounding your rear, until finally, you felt him unleash his load into your depths, holding you steady while he spasmed several times inside of you. Even with how much he sent down your throat earlier, you knew he spent plenty more into your ass. Such a nice feeling, there was nothing like it. You both caught your breath, heads leaned against one another for support.

Hidhas tilts your face up to meet his blazing-orange eyes. "Ahh, good pup, you screamed loud for me, didn't you?"

"Mmm, yes... That was amazing, ah..." Your heartbeat was coming back down as all the tension in your body was sapped away, leaving you with the impression of weightlessness, freely floating through empty space.

"Couldn't agree more. You did lovely, little fox."

You giggle at the compliment, squirming a little on his softening cock, and without any inhibitions, you lean in to kiss the kobold. Hidhas matches your kiss with two hands caressing your ears, holding you long to his muzzle, exploring your mouth with his tongue, and your tongue exploring his. When you finally are released from his hold, you couldn't help another giggle at the gay warmth spreading from your core. You stare again into his eyes, at his face, memorizing every perfect detail of his scaled body.

"So, when do I move in?"