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WARNING!

This story contains some darker themes then I usually right, most importantly it involves Castration. It is in the tags so if you have come this far I can only assume it is because you want to read it. I got inspired so I figured i'd put it down on paper and see what others thought of it.

Special guest star of Charn the tiger, Aesc belongs to me and I may or may not write more of this as and when the inspiration takes me. Comment away, I'd love to hear what you think.

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Aesc & Story © Russet

Charn © Charn

The sound of hooves clopping on the concrete echoed from the surrounding buildings. They loomed up on either side of him, dark, dank red-brick buildings that blocked out the sky. Wrapping his arms about himself he looked left and right as he reached a T-junction, the new alley stretched off in both directions. There was no hint of a way out of this warren and the way behind him was just as uninviting. Hugging himself tighter he checked the piece of paper held in one paw and picked the left hand alley. His split hooves continued to echo against the dark stone under-hoof, the only other sound was his breathing and the occasionally splash as he passed through a puddle. Rubbing a paw through the thick fleece that covered his head the sheep picked up his pace, walking faster down the dark alley. The day had gotten interesting when he answered the job advert he'd seen in the papers, it had seemed simple enough.

"Ram wanted for position of personal responsibility, apply in person"

Then there had been an address, following the directions he was given had led him to this warren of streets in the warehouse district near the docks. Not what he had been expecting but the directions were quite clear and the agency who had flagged up the position was a respectable one. There had been a lot of embarrassing, personal questions from the agent however, quite in depth questions that had probed his psyche, abilities and desires. Not your every day job interview, after four hours of probing reviews and questions he had been given directions to Mr Lereaux's office and told to report in person for a formal interview. Another glance at his directions under the flickering lamp above a pair of broken doors showed him that he was at the end of the directions. Stepping down into the door-well the blonde ram paused, looking up at the dark, imposing building. It was an intimidating sight, far from the main roads, quiet and lonely, he almost walked away. But he really needed this job, hesitantly he rapped on the door with one hand. It sounded hollow, each rapping echoed in the dank, empty night making him shiver. He was about to knock again when the door swung open and warm light spilled out, shielding his eyes from the sudden glare he blinked to clear his vision then gasped. Standing in the doorway was a tiger; he had rich orange fur, ebony stripes. Over a foot taller than the ram he had well defined muscles and was clad in tight leather trousers and a silk shirt.

Looking the sheep up and down, he smiled, an inviting smile and stepped back, blocking the light from behind and leaving himself cast in shadow. "Hello there, you must be Aesc, I've been expecting you; the agency said they had found a suitable candidate for the job. Come inside, I am Charnathon Lereaux, I will be conducting your interview." Holding the door open Charn smiled, watching the young sheep hesitate on the doorstep. "Are you coming in? It'd be a shame to come all this way and then not even listen to the job offer."

That did it, the sheep bobbed his head his large brown horns dipping slightly before he stepped inside. The entrance hall of the ware-house was airy, well lit and decorated with heavy oak furniture. Several glass fronted display cases were mounted on the walls and a huge fireplace crackled away merrily heating the room. The door thumping shut made the sheep jump and he turned back to face his prospective employer, emitting a nervous bleat as the large tiger moved closer then gestured toward the sofa. The sheep moved across and nervously sat on the edge of a cushion. He was a plump little thing, wearing a green t-shirt, brown trousers and he had a woolly jumper tied around the waist by the long sleeves. His fleece was a rich, golden bronze colour, thick, curly and unshorn after the long winter months. He had bright blue eyes, heavy brown horns and the nervous smile he gave the tiger showed off his lovely set of plain, boring, herbivore teeth.

Seating himself on the opposite side of the sofa Charn lounged comfortably, his dark eyes fixed on the sheep's blue ones. It was important to keep his prey's attention firmly on himself. He let the silence go on just long enough that the ram started to fidget before he spoke in a deep rumble, picking up a black folder and opening it.

"The job is quiet simple; tell me how much did the agency tell you before sending you down for a personal interview?"

Off balance and nervous Aesc tugged at the collar of his t-shirt, unable to look away from the predators brown eyed stare. "Well the questionnaire was quite in depth, you wanted a bisexual ram, with proper horns, hooves and real fleece. Erm they had to have latent magical talents that they were willing to allow another to turn to a beneficial use as per the terms of service. No direct family relations, entanglements or social engagements and no objections to... well... to erm..."

Trailing off Aesc bleated and squirmed as the tiger leant forward and all but purred his question, "go on, no objections to what?"

Aesc bleated again, the tiger's voice made him shiver; it was like fingers travelling down his spine. That deep, rich, masculine purr pitched to bypass his higher brain functions and stoke his hind brain, waking all the terror of a predator in the long grass stalking the helpless prey animal that he was.

"Willing to surrender to any whim or wish his new employer may have in a sexual manner including pain, torment or surgical alterations in accordance with terms and conditions to be agreed upon at a face to face interview."

Smiling the tiger snapped the black folder shut causing the sheep to jump. Showing him his fangs Charn dropped the report to one side and leant forward, recapturing the sheep's gaze with his own. "Indeed, my terms are quite simple, you will be paid a handsome fee of $70'000 a year, plus bonuses for good behaviour. My... magical technical department will tweak your unused magical ability into a form of regeneration that will be under my control." He held up a paw as Aesc opened his muzzle to interrupt him, silencing the ram before he uttered a word. Dark eyes boring into the sheep he purred, a deep, dark rumble, pitched for the sheep's ears alone. He could see the affect it was having on him; the prey animal was totally hooked on the sub-harmonic vibrations tormenting his mind.

"You will in return for the magical work and salary agree to a one year fixed contract to do anything and everything I require of you. You can object, whine and complain all you want but you will be my property, your magical abilities mine to use as I see fit. I reserve the right to ignore all complaints for my pleasure, or the pleasure of those who serve me. If you run away my people will find you, capture you and return you to me, the only right you retain, is the right to continue to live."

Aesc's maw had fallen open as the tiger continued to speak, he had been expecting some sort of sexual job, something to do with magic being pushed upon him. What the tiger was describing sounded unbelievable, the money was staggering but the conditions pretty much required him to agree to well, have anything done to him.

"And... and after the years contract is over?"

Charn lowered his head, nose touching the rams, "You will be given the chance to resign, any regenerative requirements shall be..." he paused and smiled, "Met leaving your body in the condition you are in now minus a... severance fee for terminating your fixed contract."

"I... I don't know, this seems, so very...." A heavy paw rested on his chest, retractable claws gently caught in the fabric of his t-shirt, scratching at the fleece underneath. Breath catching in his throat Aesc became aware that Charn have moved along the sofa until he was almost on top of him.

"Don't give me an answer straight away little sheep, relax..." his other paw moved behind his head, that deep purring made his head swim, it felt like his body was vibrating, the paw tangled in the thick fleece of his head stroking, massaging his scalp.

Aesc let out a soft baah, eyes closing; body moving to make the most of the petting. A war was waging between his sense of fear and his libido. His sheath was plumping up, a nice thick bulge forming in the crotch of his trousers, the large, clawed paw hooked into his t-shirt was pawing at him, slicing through the thin fabric he was wearing to tease and tug on the thick fleece beneath.

Lowering his head Charn smiled, the sheep was as good as his. Pressing his muzzle against one of those cute floppy ears he whispered in a deep, bass rumble. "Imagine, any injury, healed in a matter of hours, all your darkest needs and desires brought into line with my own. A secure job, an employer who will take care of every need you have. Food, a place to live...companionship, all you have to do is sign a piece of paper." He paused, lifting his paw free from the shredded t-shirt, moving it down to cup the ungulates crotch. "Why don't I... show you one of your many duties... as a sample of what you can expect?"

"I... oh please... I'd... like that..." Aesc's breath was coming in short gasps now, his body stirring in time to the teasing of the tiger's paws against his head and his crotch. Keeping his eyes closed he maah'd in delight as he felt those thick feline fingers unhook the waistband of his trousers, exposing his steadily thickening sheath and his large plump balls.

Charn couldn't help but smiled when he caught sight of those heavy orbs, sheep always had some of the best balls going and these would be his by the end of the night. Lowering Aesc down so his horned head was resting on the arm-rest of the sofa the tiger worked his prey's trousers down to expose his thighs. Deft paws began to massage over his fleece coated legs, causing the ram to moan in delight. He squirmed when the tiger began panting over his exposed cock, letting his hot breath wash over the exposing length of his cock. He kept this up for a few minutes, slowly working his fingers in closer toward those heavy balls. The sheep was breathing heavily in anticipation, body tensing every time the tiger allowed a finger or a claw to brush those warm, curved orbs.

Opening wide Charn slowly lowered his maw, careful to not let his tongue touch that rock hard sheep cock until with a snap he closed his jaws about the entire length of Aesc's needy cock in one smooth movement. Sealing his lips around the hot length of sheep cock he was rewarded by a heavy splash of thick pre-cum as Aesc bleated in shocked pleasure. Teasing the ram's cock he gripped those heavy balls, pulling his sac down away from his body, massaging the large, round nuts trapped inside. Aesc seemed content to squirm and hump up against the hot maw wrapped about his mouth. He was in no rush to cum which suited Charn's desires perfectly, he did have to assert himself however when the sheep moved his paws onto his ears. He let his teeth be felt growling around the richly flavoured, pre soaked dick.

"Do not hold me like that, you're the submissive sheep not me..." Aesc bleated, hands falling to the side, gripping the fabric of the sofa obediently.

"Ye.. yes sir... so.. sorry sir."

Smiling at how easily the sheep was succumbing to his voice, to his commands he moved his head, sliding the cock free from his maw he kissed down its length then started to run his rough feline tongue back and forth across the heavy orbs.

"Do you want that taster of what the job will entail?"

Panting Aesc lifted his head, brushing sweat out of his eyes he blinked down at the tiger, looking along the length of his pudgy body he could see his drooling cock head, the tiger's paws resting on his thighs and feel that thick, rough, teasing tongue gliding up and down over the soft velveteen sac that held his balls. It was such a simple question but one that filled the sheep with fear, he had a horrible suspicion he knew what the tiger wanted to do. Was just waiting for him to give him permission, it felt so good Aesc could already feel the words forming in his mind. The tongue sliding up and down over his balls, the claws scratching through his thick fleece, it all felt so good and then Charn started purring again. That base rumble invaded his mind, overwhelmed the small part of his mind that was screaming at him to run from the predator and he found himself gasping his answer as his cock started to jerk, thick jets of sticky, white cum spraying over his stomach.

"Show me... please sir... show me... help me ooooooooooh" Charn didn't even wait for him to finish begging, the tiger's jaws closed around his balls. Teeth dug into his flesh mercilessly, biting through cords and skin pain erupting alongside the jolt of pleasure that caused his cock to twitch almost vertical as it exploded with one last shot of thick sticky cum!

Horns banging heavily against the arm of the sofa he bleated like a feral animal, hooves digging into the leather cushions as he felt his sac part from his body. Aesc watched as Charn lifted his head, opened his mouth to show the fuzzy sac tucked atop his tongue and then he began to chew. Aesc couldn't look away, part of him couldn't believe this was happening but he watched as those heavy balls of his burst under the tiger's teeth, flooding Charn's maw with a wash of rich sheep cum. The taste made the tiger rumble in pleasure, an action which made Aesc cum again, this time it was a watery, sticky flow and he bucked his body and whimpered in unsatisfied need.

Swallowing his musky meal Charn grinned at the spent sheep, sprawled on the couch his chest was heaving as he panted, one paw feeling between his legs were the wound oozed. "So Aesc... you pass the interview with flying colours." He picked up the black folder and opened it, licking his muzzle clean as he presented the papers to the animal. "Will you take the job?"

Nodding the ram took the pen he was offered, not trusting himself to speak. Swallowing heavily to clear his throat he blinked to clear his eyes as the pen wavered back and forth. "Will... will I get to experience that again sir?"

The tiger purred, he didn't speak just nodded and continued to purr; watching as the sheep signed his name on the dotted line, signed away his life, his rights and freedoms. 'Aesc Phelips' Two simple words on the bottom of the document giving everything he was to the tiger.

"Sleep now little wether... your job begins in the morning" he pulled a throw rug off a nearby armchair and draped it over his newest acquisition. "Sleep little sheep, in the morning... your life as livestock begins."

Aesc bleated at being called a wether, eyes widening for a moment as the realisation of what he had been turned into sunk through the tired fog filling his mind. He tried to sit up, to ask one of the hundred questions he had, the tiger however firmly pushed him back down, slyly sinking the syringe he'd palmed from a nearby table into the sheep's neck.

"I said sleep Aesc...my livestock obeys me in everything, it's all in your contract... sleep little wether, sleep." He watched as the drug coursing through the sheep's body took effect and he slumped into a quiet, peaceful slumber.

Tucking him in Charn stood up and grinned, it was a wicked grin which would probably have given the sheep nightmares. But for tonight at least he could sleep peacefully, his newest piece of livestock was now legally his and if he was going to get any sleep tonight he had to tell his techs to prepare for the morning. It was no fun owning livestock if he couldn't treat it like such in every way he desired. As soon as the sheep was equipped with the ability to regenerate any part of his body he would discover just what Charn had in mind for his first project.

~fin