{"sf1_id":538985,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Predators of Rome: Chapter One","author":"Simplified","words":2917,"posted_at":"2013-05-16T04:05:00.000Z","tags":["Badger","Cobra","Dalmatian","Drama","Female","Gigolo","Knot","Lactation","Male","Mongoose","Oral","Otter","Prostitution","Romance","Rough","Story Series","Weasel","Wolf","straight","thriller"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/538985-the-predators-of-rome-chapter-one","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/538985","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=538985\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\nChapter\nOne\n \nClatter!\n \nThe mongoose looked in the mirror as he\ndropped his toothbrush in the cup by the sink. \nThe predatory male grinned.  He\nchecked his perfect white teeth for anything he might have missed.  He searched his fur for any blemishes.  Confident he'd prepared himself well enough,\nthe mongoose stepped out.\n \nThe otteress who waited for him\nsmiled.  \"It took you long enough.  What were you doing in there?  Getting your hair did?\"\n \nThe mongoose spoke with a rich Italian\naccent, \"I am only making sure I am not in anyway a disappointment for you, mia cara.  After all, you are paying me for my services,\nI have to look my best.\"\n \nThe otteress, already in her lingerie,\nspread her legs for the mongoose, beckoned him closer.  \"The only best I want from you tonight is\nyour dick.\"\n \nThe mongoose laughed off her\nforwardness.  \"I am sure I can help you\nwith that.\"\n \nMinutes later, the otter was breathless\nin ecstasy from the surreal sexual prowess of this mysterious male she ran into\nearlier at a bar.\n \nThe mongoose as she saw seemed to be in\nhis early to mid thirties.  He wasn't a\nbodybuilder type, but he was definitely handsome.  He had muscles.  He had...\n \n\"Oh my god!\" She cried out as he pushed\nher into another climax.\n \nThe mongoose grinned smugly as he saw the\nmany faces she was making.\n \nFinally, when he could no longer hold\nhimself, the mongoose spoke, \"Would you like for me to pull out?\"\n \nAbsentmindedly, she shook her head.\n \nHe threw his head back with a light\ngrowl.\n \nThe otteress and mongoose laid together\nafterward.  He smoked a cigarette.  She bummed a smoke off him.\n \n\"For a mongoose, you sure fuck good.\"\n \nThe mongoose chuckled.  \"Thank you. \nBelieve it or not, it's not often that I'm complimented on how good I\nam.  Not in this line of work.\"\n \nThe otter sat up.  She held his chest, kissed his neck.\n \n\"Can you go a couple more times, baby?\"\n \nHe blew smoke in a perfect ring.  \"I'm here all night.\"\n \nThe mongoose awoke the next morning.  He heard the shower in his bathroom just as\nit had shut off.\n \nThe otteress stepped out later.  She sat on the bed and kissed him.  \"Thank you for the night.\"  She took 200$ from her purse then gave it to\nhim.  \"If I'm ever in Rome again, you think we could meet for\nanother weekend like this?\"\n \nHe sighed, \"I rarely meet a woman more than\nonce, but if I saw you again, I'd be happy to give you a free one then.\"  He smiled.\nShe kissed him again then stepped out.\n \nHe did not even bother to get up and lock\nhis front door.  He just sighed and laid\nback.\n \n...\n \n \nGiovanni was his name.  He was a gigolo.  Not the type of job his mother would have\napproved of, but he enjoyed it.  It made\nhim good money and he loved meeting clients every weekend.\n \nHe would wake up after each conquest,\nthen he would work out.  Pushups,\nhandstands, lunges, stretches, all in the nude. \nThen, he would shower.  He wasn't\nan OCD, compulsive type, but he liked being clean.  No woman would spend a night with a man of\npoor hygiene.\n \nOnly after a strict, thorough morning\nregimen, would he feed himself.  The\nmongoose could cook for himself, but he preferred to eat out.  He would leave his luxury fourth story\napartment every morning to buy himself a quick but healthy breakfast, then he\nwould go to the gym.\n \nHere Giovanni would continue to\nexercise.  The mongoose kept a very\nstrict schedule.  He chose the profession\nof a male escort for lonely females; he had to adhere to the tight,\nbackbreaking work it took to keep himself in shape.\n \nIt was only at nighttime when he would\nallow himself a bit of fun.  He would\nfrequent one of many classy nightclubs around Roma.  He would smoke, he would drink cocktails, he\nwould flirt with the various women he met on his excursions.  Most of the time, his charms worked.  However, he wasn't perfect.  He would sometimes come on strong.  Forwardness in a male was a turnoff for many\nwomen.  He would curse his own failure,\nreturn home.\n \nHome. \nRoma was his home for the last ten years.  He was 23 when he first came to this town.  He came here with...\n \nSCREECH!\n \nGiovanni swerved to avoid the oncoming\ntraffic.  He stopped on the side of the\nroad.\n \n\u003cAh! \nGiovanni, get a hold of yourself! \nYou fucking pussy... she left you, get over it.\u003e\n \nAn officer knocked on his window.\n \nGiovanni saw where he was.  \"Oh...\"\n \n\u003cYou need to move, sir.  This is no parking.\u003e\n \nThe mongoose nodded.  \u003cOkay, thank you.\u003e  He drove away.\n \nGiovanni got home.  He had unlocked the door to his apartment\nwhen he heard another door open from down the hall.\n \n\"Alessa...\" he said.\n \nThe Dalmatian female stood outside her\napartment as she always did when he came home. \nShe was one of his few constant female companions.  He hardly made a point of befriending\neveryone in the building, but if he had any... he'd come to consider her as one.\n \nThe mongoose lay on his back as the\nplus-sized Dalmatian bitch rode him, her breasts dangling over his face.  He'd come to enjoy his times with her.  Almost anytime, when he would strike out at\nthe clubs, he would lay with her.  Even\nif they did not screw, she offered a friendly ear to listen or shoulder for\nwhen he was low.\n \nHe climaxed and she laid beside him.  She allowed him to use her breasts as\npillows, like always.  It was this sort\nof thing they had between each other. \nShe would sometimes wish she could keep him, but she understood he had a\nbroken heart.  She had her own heartbreak;\nher husband left her, took her child in a custody battle and had her declared\nunfit because of her old habit.  If it\nweren't for her job at the grocery store, if it weren't for her friendship with\nGiovanni, she'd still be an addict.\n \n\"Ti\namo.\" She whispered to a\nsleeping mongoose.\n \n...\n \n \nMeanwhile...\n \nIn a dark part of Roma, a weasel was\nrunning for his life.\n \nThe man jumped over fences, ran through\nyards, anything to escape his pursuers. \nThen, he saw it.  Salvation!  He was this close to the finish line, this\nclose to winning $10,000,000!\n \nHe tripped...  He fell... \nHe heard footsteps.\n \nThe weasel looked back with great\nreluctance and saw the wolf.  The big\nhulking beast had in his right hand a mini-gun.\n \nThe weasel tried to get up.  But, pain in his right leg prevented\nhim.  He had broken the knee.\n \n\u003cGame over, weasel.\u003e\n \nThe wolf squeezed the trigger on his\nlarge weapon.\n \n...\n \n \nGiovanni woke up to a pleasing feeling.  He opened his caramel brown eyes and he saw\nAlessa sucking his cock.\n \nThe Dalmatian bitch smiled up to him as\nshe pleasured his most important tool. \nHe didn't take long.  He never\ntook so long with Alessa.  He came, she\nswallowed.\n \nAlessa climbed up on top of the handsome\nmongoose and she kissed him.\n \n\"Why are you so good to me, Alessa?\"\n \nShe giggled as she tickled his chin.  \"Why shouldn't I be?\"\n \nHe groaned, \"I don't deserve this.  You know very well what I do, yet you treat\nme so well.\"\n \nShe shrugged, \"I don't care what you\ndo.  You're a good guy.  You have a good heart.  Not to mention, your cock is\nexceptional.\"  She giggled again.\n \nHe could feel himself hardening\nagain.  She felt it too.\n \n\"Let me help you with that, Gio.\"\n \nHe blushed.  He never blushed with any woman, but he\nalways did when Alessa used that nickname.\n \nThey made love again that morning.\n \nLater, he left her as she slept, gave her\na small kiss goodbye.  He returned home\nand went directly to the shower as he had already missed his time for morning\nworkout.\n \nHe returned to the club scene that night.\n \nHe sat at the bar and ordered his usual\ncocktail, a Corpse Reviver.  He loved the\nname and he loved the kick he got when he drank it.\n \nHe immediately took notice of a female\nking cobra who had taken a seat two seats down from him.  \"A queen cobra?\"  He joked in his mind.\n \nHe rarely saw reptilian females.  But the few he's had before...  He enjoyed the exotic females the best.\n \nThe cobra with her golden slit eyes took\nnotice of the amorous mongoose approaching him. \nShe hissed playfully as she realized the irony, a mongoose preying on a cobra.\n \n\"Hello, might I trouble you, mia cara, for a cigarette?  I forgot my pack at home.\"  He lied. \nHe always kept his cigarette pack in his right jacket pocket.  She could probably even see it.  Sure enough...\n \nThe cobra reached forward, yanked the\npack from his jacket and displayed it for him. \n\"I guess I found it for you.\"  She\nhad an accent.  He couldn't place the\nnationality, but she was definitely not of Roma.\n \nSheepishly, he took the pack and placed\none in his mouth.\n \nShe produced her lighter for him.  \"Here, in case you already lost this too.\"\n \nHe leaned in to the flame to light his\ncigarette.\n \nShe put it back in her red purse.\n \nHe took notice of her body in that brief\nmoment of distraction.  She was\nsexy.  She was reptilian so she lacked\nbreasts, but she was definitely all woman.\n \n\"Well, I have aided you in your search\nfor lung cancer, what may I help you with now?\"\n \nGiovanni sat down.  She had seen through his ruse, yet she still\nwanted to talk.\n \n\"Um...\" \nHe found his confidence.  \"I am\nGiovanni and I was wondering what a lovely flower such as you was doing sitting\nhere all alone.\"\n \nShe cocked an eye at him.  She answered, \"I like being alone.  It suits me. \nAnd, if you are trying to get your cock wet, you need to fix your game,\nMister.\"\n \nShe had definitely made him now.  He found words.  \"I don't know that I have to fix my\ngame.  I am a male escort.  I've been doing this sort of thing for five\nyears now and I dare say I have been quite successful.\"\n \nShe laughed.  \"So successful you have to remind yourself of\nit?\"  She flicked his nose.\n \nHe rubbed it.  \"Ow...\"\n \nShe got up and walked away.  He sighed. \n\"Well there goes a month's pay.\"\n \nShe heard him.  \"Damn it.\" \nShe turned back.  \"Look, if you're\nreally so strung up, maybe I could oblige you, but that doesn't mean you're\ngetting under my dress.\"\n \nHe nodded.\n \n...\n \n \nIn Venice,\nthe wolf was meeting with his employer in a dark hotel room.\n \nThe badger growled at the larger\nmale.  \"Well?  Where is it?\"\n \nThe wolf produced from his heavy coat the\nmedallion he took off last night's quarry.\n \nThe badger laughed.  \"Ah-ha... another cold million will be wired to\nyour account, Ilya.\"\n \nThe wolf nodded.  The badger stepped out of the wolf's hotel\nroom.\n \n\"I'll definitely remember who to call the\nnext time I find prey.\"\n \nThe wolf growled harshly, \"Then next\ntime, you will find someone more worthy of my efforts, badger.  Otherwise...\" \nHe produced his mini-gun, \"We will no longer do business together.\"\n \nThe badger gulped then closed the door.\n \n...\n \n \nGiovanni treated the cobra, Shari, to a dinner at a classy restaurant.  It was a good thing she was dressed for such\na place.  Her smooth feminine shape in\nher bright white dress made quite a few heads turn as she was seated.\n \n\"I will admit.  I did not expect you to put this much effort\ninto a total stranger.\"\n \nGiovanni laughed.  \"No woman is not worth any effort.\"\n \nShe smiled as a waiter approached.\n \nThe waiter took their orders then he\nwalked away.\n \nShari got up. \n\"If you'll please excuse me, I must use the ladies room, Giovanni.\"\n \nHe nodded.  \"Please be excused.\"\n \nShari was in the restroom.  She checked her makeup in the mirror.  She looked at herself in her form-fitting\nwhite dress.  She shook her head.  \"Why do you suddenly care about how you\nlook?\"  She sighed.  \"He is cute, he is nice.  But, he is just another male.\"  She cursed quietly in her native Arabic.  She stepped out.\n \nHe was still there.  Their food was there as well.  She smiled and sat down to eat with him.\n \nGiovanni paid full price for the\nmeal.  She was pleasantly surprised by\nthat.  She had honestly thought he was\nall talk, but he had money to back it up for sure.\n \nHe had next taken her to his favorite\npark.  They sat together on a park bench.\n \nShe found herself leaning in when his arm\ncame around her shoulders.\n \nHe now had a better chance to look her\nover as she snuggled so closely.  Her\nscales were dark brown on top, tan around her softer parts.\n \nShe pulled away.  \"This is good... But I don't know you.  I don't know if I can trust you quite yet.\"\n \nGiovanni nodded.  \"Then, we can just do this, then I can drive\nyou to your hotel and maybe tomorrow we can try again?\"\n \nShari looked at him.  \"I have work tomorrow.  I'm a lawyer.\"\n \nGiovanni chuckled.  \"A cobra lawyer?  You must intimidate a lot of fellows down\nthere, huh?\"\n \nShari laughed in the hissing way of\nsnakes.  \"I do, but I'm really not the\nscary ice queen I make myself out to be. \nI've been burned, you see.\"\n \nGio nodded.  \"We have all been hurt by love once haven't\nwe?\"\n \nShari licked him.  \"I guess so...\"\n \nGio bravely kissed her.  She allowed it.\n \nHe drove her home after that.\n \nShe waited a moment.  \"You said earlier you were an escort?  So women pay to sleep with you?\"\n \nThe mongoose shrugged, \"Sometimes sex is\nall a client wants and sometimes she genuinely wants a companion, a friend to\nkeep her for a day or two.\"\n \nShari smirked. \n\"But you do sleep with a lot of women, Giovanni?\"\n \nGio nodded.  \"Yes, Shari,\nI sleep with a lot of women.  It pays my\nrent, keeps me off the streets.  I know\nmy mother would hate to know I do this. \nWhich makes it a good thing she's back home in D.C.\"\n \nShari would have blinked if she could.  \"You are American?\"\n \n\"Yes. \nGiovanni is my real name, I am Italian, but I was born in Washington, D.C.  I grew up there.\"\n \nShari tilted her head at him.  \"Maybe you are not as shallow as you seem.\"\n \nHe shook his head.  \"Oh no, I am quite shallow.  I workout every morning to keep in shape just\nfor this little job I made for myself. \nBut thank you for the compliment.\"\n \nShe kissed him again.  \"Thank you\nfor the night.\"  She got out.\n \nThe mongoose caught himself watching the\ncobra's shapely butt as she went into to her apartment building.  He drove off.\n \n...\n \n \nAlessa got him again that night, only\nthis time as they made love, he could swear he saw Shari\nin her place.  She noticed.\n \nAs the pair rested after their latest\nsession, she asked him and he told her about the cobra.\n \nAlessa spoke afterward, \"Oh my, it sounds\nlike my little Gio has found himself 'The One'.\"  She joked while she hid the tear.\n \nGio looked up.  \"You think so?  After so many, this one girl?\"\n \nAlessa petted him.  \"It sounds like it.  You used the word enchanting, that's not the\ntype of word someone just throws around.\"\n \nThe mongoose rested his head on Alessa's\nsoft breasts, he sniffed a nipple close to his muzzle.\n \nShe giggled.  \"Go on.\"\n \nHe suckled her breast.  He tasted milk.\n \nShe shrugged.  \"Phantom pregnancy, it happens with dogs.\"\n \nHe nodded and continued to drink while\nshe petted him some more.  Soon, he was\nready for more than just milk.\n \nThey made love twice more this night.\n \n...\n \n \nMeanwhile, the wolf had fetched a little\nstrumpet of his own to finish off his night.\n \nThe young Venetian mouse sat upon his\nlap, speared on his shaft as he thrust in and out of her tight pussy.\n \nThe wolf howled his ecstasy as he stuffed\nhis fat knot in her, stretching her more than her mousey lips could take.  She shrieked from the pain.\n \nThe wolf went to sleep instantly, the\nmouse still riveted to his hips by his fat cock.\n"}