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Every level of Adam's Fantasy is accessible by climbing or descending a long black wrought iron staircase. At every floor patrons are let out onto a landing that connects directly to the play areas. Each landing is clearly marked with signage informing the client where he has arrived and what activities he can expect to encounter upon leaving the landing. The only floor that deviates from this standard is the fifth. All men who reach this height find themselves on a narrow landing, greeted by a large wooden door that has been painted a dark amber.

Alen stood in front of the yellow door. The twenty five year old snow rabbit was no stranger to Adam's Fantasy and had passed by the fifth floor entrance on many occasions during his ascent to the rooftop greenhouse, his favorite location in the building. Until this day he had always walked past the wooden structure. It wasn't due to an aversion to the activities that took place behind the door, in fact, the lapine had spent much of his free time fantasizing over them. He had no reason to avoid the fifth floor and coming to this realization he felt he had no choice but to reach a hand toward the long brass door handle and explore an area he never had before.

Cold tile flooring met his foot pads just beyond the threshold of the room. Alen found himself moving cautiously to avoid the evenly spaced drainage grates set three feet apart across the floor. White and black alternating tiles extended upward from the floor, building into a smooth wall that housed four dozen shower heads for client cleanup before moving away from the floor. A variety of furniture spotted the room, many of the couches and chairs had been covered in protective plastic, while a few select pieces remained uncovered and soaked through with the scents of the play area.

He could see about a dozen men scattered throughout the playroom. None of them had noticed his arrival yet as they were caught up in their own enjoyment of the area. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he sucked a ragged breath through his teeth. Slowly he moved closer to the crowd of men, stopping between each step to restrengthen his resolve. Beads of sweat began to soak through his fur as nerves took over and he wondered if he'd be able to return to the door before any of the grunting men in the distance caught sight of him.

"Well, Bark bark little bunny," the effect of the room on the unseen man's voice was immediate and deafening. What should have been a soft greeting to the newcomer became instead an echoing threat to Alen's comfort. The fur on the back of his neck stood on end and his pulse quickened even more as he slowly turned around to face the source of the voice. A blue malamute rested his right shoulder against the tiled wall, his matching leg crossed the other to complete a relaxed look Alen believed he spent a lot of time perfecting.

He was tall, even bent against the wall Alen was required to tilt his head toward the ceiling to maintain eye contact with the canine's golden gaze. His azure fur was impeccably cared for, the borders between blue and white clearly defined by an expert level of barber and styling. The unease Alen felt began to diminish at first sight of the man's disarming smile and friendly expression, "if I didn't know better, I'd say you've wandered into something you weren't quite prepared for."

"Not prepared for? No...just something new for me. Trying to get comfortable with the state of everything here," He put a paw out toward the dog, offering a friendly shake, "I'm Alen, I take it this is not your first time behind the yellow door?"

"First time? Oh no. I think this may just be my favorite place to be when I am here," He gripped the rabbit's paw and gave him a firm handshake, "name's Gary. Would you be kind enough to let me give you a memorable first experience?" As he asked the question, Alen could see the tip of his emerald rocket slowly extending from within its cobalt sheath and he felt that the canine before him would be the best choice for his first time behind the yellow door.

"I would be honored." Gary had not released Alen's paw during the shake and used this to pull the man across the tiled floor to the opposite end of the room. Together, they located what Alen could see as the only secluded location available on the fifth floor, a corner where a wall that appeared to be designed solely for aesthetic purposes hid them from the rest of the clients on the floor.

The tiled wall felt cold against Alen's back. Gary pushed him up against it, gently applying enough force hold him in place without seeming a threat to his safety. Blue paws worked their way through pure white fur, gripping at some places and tugging. He leaned in, his green nose hovering just out of reach of the rabbit's pink one.

"Correct me if I am wrong, but most newcomers to this floor are not here to do the marking." Alen timidly nodded his head. A deep chuckle rumbled through Gary's chest, he licked the pink nose in front of him and placed his paws on the rabbit's shoulders. It took little persuasion to move Alen to his knees. The dog's sheath was visibly firmer in front of his eyes. The tip of his emerald member still exposed to the warm, humid air of the room, "go ahead and give it a lick"

As Alen's tongue made contact with the flesh a quick spray of a salty liquid splashed over the surface of the muscle. He reeled back in surprise at the sudden invasion of his senses. The friendly chuckle he had gotten used to hearing emanate from the man standing above him transitioned easily to a full bodied laugh as he apologized for his inability to contain himself. He rubbed the bunny's ears and suggested they start at a less advanced stage, motioning for Alen to sit back on his heels and lean his head toward the wall behind him. As he did so, Gary coaxed more of his cock from within his sheath and moved the tip toward Alen, aiming for his target.

He waited for the kneeling rabbit to nod to signal his readiness before releasing a quick stream of golden fluid. A yellow mark about an inch in diameter stained Alen's chest as the piss' flow was cut off. He could feel the warmth from the liquid seeping through the dense field of white and warming his skin below. The powerful musk of the dog's mark overpowered his senses and created a fog in the lapine's mind. He nodded again and was met by a slightly longer stream of pee, this time aimed toward his stomach.

Alen's abs heated under the wet warmth. He could feel something stir inside of him, a primal urge of the submissive beast awakening from within. As hard as he tried he could not stifle the sound of a combined whimper and moan. As the noise passed over his lips it spurned on the canine. A more powerful spray of his mark was aimed slightly lower than his previous target, soaking through the bunny's groin and dripping from his balls, the splashes of the fluid against the tile echoed through their private little corner and Alen begged the dog to give him more.

"Get up. If you want more, it'll have to be somewhere a little more public," Alen followed his instructions, slowly pushing himself from the floor and taking care to avoid the puddles of piss and the possibility of slipping in front of his newfound playmate. Embarrassment rushed through his body as he looked down to see his member completely free of his sheath, the pink flesh bobbing with his movements and dripping from Gary's strong smelling mark. Once on his feet Gary took control again, leading him from behind the concealed corner and into the center of the playroom where a large brown couch sat separated from the rest of the furniture, "get on it"

The couch seemed inconspicuous at first glance. It had been purposefully placed away from the rest of the furniture, and remained uncovered by the protective plastic most of the furniture seemed to be decorated with. It's dark brown hues hid any signs that it had previously been used for any play in the room behind the yellow door though the long fibers and soft cushions appeared to be the perfect combination to hold in any liquids that may come in contact with the item.

Alen placed his knee onto the seat of the couch. All of his weight rested in the one appendage as he leaned over the back at Gary's suggestion. A soft squish met him, followed by sudden warmth as he leached the piss from the soft fibers of the couch. The color in both his knees and paws slowly transformed from a pure white to a dark amber as the urine of an unknown number of men worked its way through his soft fur.

"That's a good bunny, are you ready?"

All it took was a squeak from the rabbit for Gary to release again. The control he showed in his quick marking of the bunny before was no longer in play. A large river of urine released over Alen's back in what seemed to be a never ending flow of strong smelling musk. Slowly, the stream moved further down his back, soaking his well-toned rump with the fluid. He was directed to lay his head on the back of the couch and spread his cheeks for the flow. The scent of the soaked furniture invaded his nose long before he rested his face against the upholstery, and he believed he would do whatever the canine asked of him while he was bent over the fabric.

He easily spread open for the incoming piss. The warmth of the marking spread along the edges of his hole and dripped down his balls. As the dog's stream came to an end his once snow white fur had transformed into a matted yellow covering. Alen looked up at the sound of footsteps from the back of the couch and saw a well-built palomino pony moving his way toward the couch and the men using it for their play.

The equine's large girth twitched inside its sheath, a knowing smile growing over his face as he noticed the malamute's marking end its long stream onto the lapine. He nodded toward Gary and slowly clopped around the couch to join the dog to view the spread open rabbit hole.

"We have a newcomer here Walt, would you like to help initiate him to the room behind the yellow door?"

Alen waited but no verbal response came from the equine. He began to squirm under the gaze of the two men as the time between question and answer stretched further and further apart. Suddenly, the sound of hooves connecting with tile brought the silent pony to the edge of the couch and directly behind Alen. He jumped in slight surprise at the unseen hoof running its way down his spine and under his body, the horse's arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him up, forcing the rabbit to straighten his legs completely and raise his rump even higher into the air.

Walt pressed his sheath between Alen's rounded cheeks and ordered the bunny to release his hold on them. His hooves pushed the furry muscles around his sheath as he began to grind slowly into the rabbit's piss covered hole. Gary worked his way around to the back of the couch, the sight of the horse sliding his sheath between the fur marked by his handiwork creating a noted arousal in the canine. He placed a paw under the rabbit's chin and lifted his head to align the tip of his fully unsheathed cock with Alen's lips. He allowed the lapine to open his maw and take his full length into his muzzle.

As the malamute thrust his erection down Alen's throat, Walt's length began to emerge from within his own sheath. Resting at the rabbit's hole allowed the meat to immediately begin penetrating deep into his inner canals, burying itself deep into another furred tube as soon as it freed itself of its permanent prison. Alen squeaked around the penis face fucking him, a slight discomfort taking over his body as he tried to relax around the girth slowly filling his insides with a deliberate patience.

The taste of pre covered his tongue, the smell of musk filled his nose, and as the sound of Walt's relaxed sigh entered his ears he could feel a pleasant heat begin radiating from within himself. The feeling spread further through him, Alen could feel himself begin to fill up and he clamped his hole down around the pony's cock to keep the large volume of the amber fluid being released from within Walt's impressively sized bladder. The action seemed to entice the pony and he began to thrust into Alen as he continued to fill him with his piss.

He could fill the fluid inside of him sloshing around, the large horse meat pushing it deeper inside of him until he was certain his stomach had become distended with the addition of gallons of horse urine. The two men thrust in an opposite rhythm, as the knot of the malamute's member pushed passed his lips, the horse pulled out, forcing small rivers of the piss from within the rabbit to leak out and flow down his inner thighs. Gary began to whimper, his thrusts becoming more sporadic and uncontrolled.

"Oh fuck, Alen, I'm..." The sentence was left unfinished. He grabbed the back of the rabbit's head and pushed himself fully into his muzzle. The azure malamute felt his legs buckle as he fought to remain standing while he fed the rabbit seven volumous ropes of canine seed.

Shortly after he finished his orgasm, Alen felt Walt wrap his arms around his waist and lay across his back. The equine thrust himself fully into the rabbit's hole. A loud whinny echoed through the tiled room and he gave short quick thrusts into him.

All eyes in the room were on the three men. They lay in a heap on the couch, panting heavily. Gary and Walt stroked the rabbit's piss filled stomach. Alen made it a point to remember to make a few return trips to the fifth floor of Adam's Fantasy in the very near future.