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"Do you love me Koren?"

"Of course I do Keke. You're the love of my life. I'll always protect you and provide for you, no matter what. Do you love me back, Keke?"

"Does this answer your question Koren?"

Keke pressed her lips against Koren's softly, her feline body pressing into his larger rhino body. Koren truly meant what he said and lived up to the expectations. The two were married after years of hanging out and dating.

As a surgeon, Koren made sure Keke never needed to work, although she chose to continue working as a teacher because of her love for children._ _

Unfortunately, Keke could have no kits of her own, being sterile and of a different species from Koren, but it didn't matter to her. Her students were her children.

One day, Keke had taken her class on a field trip to the Science Museum. In the Space and Aeronautics area, hanging planes were being cleaned and tended to when a simple mistake by one of the workers caused the escape pod he was cleaning to fall.

Keke sensed it coming and pushed a group of her students out of the way, only to be crushed herself.

Thankfully, she survived. However, a deep coma caught her. When news of the accident reached Koren's ears, he rushed to her side, unable to take in the words he had heard until he had seen it for himself.

After seeing her condition, tubes coming out of her all over, he collapsed with grief. As a surgeon, Koren was used to this sight, but the full realization of how his patient's family members and friends felt finally hit him.

_ Koren passed out from the emotional pain. When he awoke, he had been placed in a bed next to his darling Keke._

His best friend Dorian, the blue dragon sat in the corner, gauging Koren's reactions.

"There's nothing we can do for her Koren. You know that. All we can do is move on with our lives and hope that one day she'll recover. She won't be able to stay here if you lose it Koren. You're her only chance. Can you do it?"

Koren felt so conflicted with emotions, ranging from fury at the person who caused this even though it was an accident to sorrow and love for Keke.

The clashing emotions were too much and he threw up, vile bile emptying from his stomach.

"I...I don't think I can do it Dorian... It just hurts so much.. My body just wants to give up..."

"Koren, you and I both know you can do it. You have to. For Keke."

Dorian moved to the edge of the bed and held his friend as the strain of loss poured from Koren's eyes. After sometime, Koren regained his composure and looked up at Dorian.

"Thank you so much Dorian. You truly are a friend"

"C'mon my friend. Let's leave for now so that you might rest. The hospital's best surgeon needs to be on top of his game, Heh heh. You can stay with me at my place for the night."

"Thanks Dorian. I don't think I could face being alone in that house I had turned into a home with her.."

Dorian wrapped an arm and a wing around Koren as they left the hospital.

Two days later, Koren lost his job as a surgeon due to budget cuts. His skill didn't matter to the higher ups.

There were other surgeons with years of seniority on him. With this last piece of his former life shattered, Koren just about gave up.

_He couldn't protect Keke from the accident, and now he couldn't provide for her. A small voice in Koren's head began speaking to him: _

["Look at you, you pitiful oaf. Unable to keep the only promises you made to the one person who loved and trusted you more than any other. Pathetic."]

A louder voice spoke up:

["No, Koren, you can't beat yourself up for what happened. It's time to man up and upkeep your promises. You can still provide for Keke!"]

{You're right. I'm not done yet. I can still do this! Starting tomorrow, I'll begin looking for work at other hospitals!}

Weeks went by and Koren still hadn't found a job yet. Weeks turned into months and Koren was beginning to panic. The money that he and Keke had so scrupulously saved was almost gone.

Koren was a ghost of his former self, having provided very little for himself so that he could keep Keke at the hospital.

His once light grey skin was yellowing and his two horns had become discolored and cracked.

_ A year ago he was 200 pounds of pure Rhino muscle. Now his body came in at a measly 148 pounds._

With his body deteriorating and funds for Keke growing scarce, Koren was getting desperate.

_ Walking aimlessly down the street one day, he stumbled upon a bar called the "Dragon's Den" and figured why not?_

He could drown out his miseries and maybe die, leaving more than enough insurance money behind to take care of Keke and Dorian.

_When Koren sat down at the bar, he immediately noticed two things: _

The whole place reeked of masculine musk and sex, and that there were beefy men in speedos and bowties mulling around the room serving drinks and socializing with the customers.

_ Next, Koren looked at the barkeep, a massive Rottweiler who was the only decently dressed worker in the whole building._

The barkeep let out a barking laugh when he saw the look of astonishment and confusion on Koren's face.

"Boy you've never been her before have you? No? I'm not surprised. Your expression says it all. BWAHAHAHAHA!

This here is a bar and brothel for men only, if you catch my drift. So what's your fix? Women? Men? A little bit of both? Come on, you can tell ol' Jim. This barkeep doesn't serve and tell."

Koren was still trying to gather his wits when ol' Jim said this. After the realization of what had just been said, Koren indignantly puffed out his chest and said:

"I'm happily married to the most beautiful woman I have ever known."

"Calm down, calm down. I ain't here ta judge ya. Just asking questions. You look like a scotch and rocks kinda man is I right?"

Koren nodded his head and guzzled the drink down, ice and all as his brain tried to wrap itself around what had been said.

"I ain't much fer the prissies meself, but when they pay ya extra and ya get yer rocks off, who's complainin? I got a wife back home meself, and I've been keepin her and our four pups quite happy and well cared for."

Koren couldn't figure out why at the time, but he felt that if he worked here, he could still provide for Keke, even if meant defiling his body. For her, he would pay any price, even the ultimate one.

"Are y'all hiring Jim?"

This question sent ol' Jim into another fit of laughter, making Koren's cheeks burn with embarrassment.

"Forget that I asked."

"Naw boy it's all right. As a matter of fact, we are hiring, but you're a little small for our taste. From the looks of ya though, you used to be nice and big, lotta muscle. Am I right? Of course I'm right; Ol' Jim knows 'em when he sees 'em. Come back in a month looking like those guys over there, and you've got the job, alright boy?"

Koren couldn't believe his luck. He'd finally found a job, even if it wasn't the most dignified.

The next day, Koren ate a large breakfast and began to train his body back into shape. Within a month, Koren had been able to pack on almost 20 pounds of muscle. That evening, Koren went back to the "Dragon's Den" to talk to Jim.

"Well I'll be.. You actually did it boy-o! I knew you could get yourself together. Well come on back here with me, and we'll finalize the paperwork."

Koren was ecstatic that the old Rott was holding up his end of the bargain. Koren followed Jim back into an office where the barkeep tossed off his apron onto a coat rack and settled into a chair as Koren sat across from him.

Jim sighed as he reclined back in the chair for a moment to enjoy the quiet, clean air.

"Well boy-o, yer almost there. Before we sign on the dotted line, there's a test you need to pass so that I can make sure that yer "Dragon's Den" material."

Koren swallowed hard, unsure of this new information.

"What do I need to do, sir?"

"Son, I'm just gonna be blunt. If you won't suck, fuck, or be fucked by any of the customers here, the door is right there."

Koren stood there, mouth agape at this revelation.

"W-What?!?"

"You heard me boy. To prove that you are, you're gonna suck me and I'm gonna fuck you. If you don't want to do this, leave. Find a job elsewhere. Each one of my boys in there has EARNED their bowtie and speedo."

Jim stood up and walked right up to the rhino and pulled his pants and boxers off, revealing his swelling sheathe. The rottie's musk began pouring into the air, making it thick with the scent of masculine, virile,

How could Koren say no? This job paid almost double what he had made at the hospital. Keke needed him, now more than ever. His mind was made up.

"Okay.. I-I'll do it.."

Koren dropped to his knees in front of Jim, tentatively reaching out with his hands to cup Jim's jumbo egg-sized orbs.

"Mmmmmm. That's it boy-o. Play with Daddy's package.

The strange dirty talk coupled with Jim's musk was starting to make him hard.

Jim's puppy pecker began to unsheathe and spout more musk into the air. A forceful hand on the back of his head forced Koren's nose into Jim's crotch where he inhaled deeply, taking in the scent. Koren's tongue shot out reflexively and he lapped up the Rottie's scent, reveling in its masculinity. Jim moaned and bucked his hips against Koren's face. The tip of member had popped into Koren's mouth and all ten inches fell into their new sheathe causing Koren to gag on the girth. The face-fucking he was receiving was almost brutally rough. Salty-sweet pre cascaded over Koren's taste bud's causing him to moan in enjoyment. This went on for what seemed like hours before the Rottie pulled out with a wet pop. Koren's face was flushed and Jim was panting heavily.

"Yer a quick learner Koren. Now undress fer yer boss and ready yourself."

Koren did as he was told, slowly removing his clothes, starting with his skin tight shirt. Jim closed the distance and began playing with Koren's rock hard nipples. The new sensation caused Koren's member to pulse with pleasure as Jim grinded against him lustfully. Jim hooked his thumbs into Koren's waistband and tugged everything to the floor, allowing Koren's painfully hard member to spring free. It stood proud and tall at nine inches long and girthy, to say the least.

"Well what do we have here? Hee Hee. Someone is happy to be free. Spread your legs apart and stand. Gonna show you a good time here boy-o!"

Jim pressed him member against Koren's. Koren gasped and bucked against the Rottie, spurting pre all over their groins. Jim dropped down to his knees and began breathing all over Koren's member before suckling on two of his fingers, covering them in spit.

"You ready boy-o? You're gonna be seeing stars by the time I'm through with you, hee hee."

Jim took just the tip of Koren's member into his mouth, suckling gently.

Koren grabbed ahold of the Rottie's head and slammed his member down Jim's gullet. Jim took it like a pro, not gagging once. While Koren was distracted with the blow-job, Jim snuck his two spit soaked fingers into Koren's tail hole, stretching him open. Koren grimaced in pain as his pucker was violated for the first time. Jim's fingers were skilled and soon the pain subsided as those fingers hit all the right places. Jim pistoned his fingers back and forth, rubbing forcefully against Koren's prostate. Koren felt his balls begin to tighten up, release almost upon him when Jim pulled off, leaving Koren to clutch the table for balance after his near orgasm.

"Easy there boy-o, we ain't finished yet. Bend over the table."

Koren did as he was told and felt Jim slide his puppy pecker between his ass cheeks, grinding against his hole. Pre-cum stained his rear as Jim lined up the shot, Plowing deep into Koren to the knot, keeping the pre-cum that was leaking from Jim's tip like a faucet inside of Koren. Jim allowed only a few moments for Koren to adjust before pulling back and slamming home again, only this time he didn't stop.

The thrusts ramped up, Jim's sack colliding with Koren's. All Koren could focus on was the thick Rottie dick massaging his prostate. Soon a puddle of pre had formed under the horny pair.

"Are you ready for the knot boy-o? 'Cause here it comes!"

Jim started to thrust harder and faster, desperately trying to knot the rhino underneath him. Koren's hole gave way as the Rottie buried his bone deep inside the rhino. The pressure from the knot on his prostate was too much for Koren and his orgasm hit like ten tons of bricks, his seed coating the front of the desk in several liberal splashes before his knees grew weak and his vision dimmed. Koren could still fell the Rottie's bone buried deep within him as he was filled with more doggie cum. Jim collapsed on top of Koren, panting heavily.

"Congratulations, Koren, you've got the job. I'll see you tomorrow at six o' clock, sharp wearing that green bowtie and speedo on the desk."

Jim's knot deflated and he pulled out, cum dripping down Koren's leg onto the floor.

"Yes sir. Jim? That.. That was pretty amazing. Almost as good as with my wife Keke."

The old Rottie chuckled, saying:

The old Rottie chuckled, saying: "Yeah, almost as good as fucking tight pussy ain't it?

Jim put his apron back on and left the office to continue working the bar. Koren dressed and left the bar, pondering what he had gotten himself into. At least now he could continue taking care of Keke. That was all that mattered.