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It all changed so fast. The world was spinning out of control, and no one was able to stop it. First there was the scientific breakthrough that caused every person to change and shift into anthromorphs. It was fast, but not painless, almost unanimously the world screamed in agony as the virus spread across the world. The changes were random, but seemed to stick with one animal per family, since the living conditions inside one household were about the same for everyone in it. Years passed, and soon it became normal. Then the same group of people that dropped the animal bomb on the world took over. Women became second rate citizens; slaves to the men of the world. Every woman born came with a title just like that of a vehicle. They could be bought, sold, traded, loaned, and even repossessed if payments were not met. Children were the property of their father until the month before their first heat cycles, then they were to be sold, traded, or given to a man that was of no relation to them. Most of them ended up in auction. These laws set in place to prevent inbreeding didn't stop any abuse or mistreatment by the men. So laws preventing death of good breeding stock were set in place, laws preventing augmentations that could prevent a woman from breeding were placed and those that were augmented were never allowed to leave their master's ownership unless in the case of their death. In short women became slaves to society.

It's so dark...so very dark...

Those were her first thoughts when she awoke. Looking around she sees no light, but she hears plenty and begins to tremble.

An auction...that's right...I'm at auction...

She reaches around, grabs her fluffy fox tail and begins to snuggle with it. Having finally reached the age to get her first heat she had to leave her family and be sold to a new man. The law states that once a femme reaches that point in time in her life they must be sold, traded, or given to a male that is unrelated to her to prevent inbreeding; never to see their family again.

Shivering from the cool, damp, and dark room she grips harder on her tail. These laws were put in place after the hostile takeover of males in the government who wanted femme's to be submissive and have no say in what happens to them.

"Next up, we have a wonderful vixen. Fully intact! A very rare female, indeed!"

The poor girl nearly jumps out of her skin at the sound of the man's deep voice. It is probably her that he is talking about. She takes a deep breath and calms herself, knowing full well that she needs to be strong. Turning her face into a very statuesque visage, she stands, flattens her fur and hair with her hands and prepares herself to be collected and pulled out to the stage.

The door opens and a big burly Rottweiler walks in, grabs her arm and half drags, and half escorts her to the center of the stage.

Finally getting a look around the place, she's amazed at how bare the place is. Excluding the stage, pillars, chairs and people there is nothing else. No photographs of the women up for grabs, no tapestries, no works of art depicting women being sold into the governments forced slavery, not a single item.

"Now before we begin, I will start with this wonderful specimen's specifics. She just turned 15 years of age as of yesterday, well fed, well groomed and has yet to be deflowered. Her eyes are a deep emerald color, and she has only the markings of a normal fox. We will start the bidding at 500 anima."

After this she just tunes out. Her mind isn't on what she goes for, instead it reaches for her sisters. One of which will be sold probably on this very same stage in just two short years, while the other still has seven to go. Sighing slightly she begins to dream of a world that her parents told her about. One without the slavery, one where you find your mate using luck and love, one where parents raise their children to the age of eighteen instead of their first heat; a world where a femme is free to choose her own path.

"Sold to the red dragon in the third row for 10,000 anima!"

This snaps her back to reality. 10,000 anima? This dragon must be very stupid, very rich, or very gullible. She starts to look at the man who bought her, but is quickly dragged from the stage before she even catches a glimpse.

Back to her dark room, she sits down and lets a few tears roll before she leans back against a wall to listen as more women are sold to males who either want them for their bodies or just for breeding stock. Not for love...never for love. Overhearing the male that bought her buying at least five more femme's, she begins to realize this male is probably buying breeding stock instead of looking for prized bodies or collector's femme's.

Soon the auction is over, the outside begins to buzz with males talking with each other or to the officials to claim their prizes. Eventually she hears the door open once more and is blinded by the light that hits her eyes fully. Before she can even begin to regain her sight, she is forced to her feet, brought out to a waiting van and placed inside. She is soon joined by other femmes. A silver wolf with a moon shape on her shoulder, a small bat that doesn't even seem to be old enough to breed, a blue bird with golden colored wing tips, twin ferrets that are white and deep blue in color, and a polar bear that seems to have had her claws removed and probably by force.

Silence is all they hear as the van begins to drive away from the auction house. None of them want to utter a word out of fear of their new master and where they will probably be spending the rest of their lives. It's a long silent ride. When the car finally stops their eyes widen in fear.

If they want to survive they had better hide that fear in their eyes. If you show a man that you are afraid they will take full advantage of you.

Slowly, almost eerily the van door opens, revealing no man, but a female tuxedo cat.

"Alright, ladies, welcome to your new home." She says in a soft, comforting voice. "Call me Miss Kitty, or Kitty for short. I'll basically be your den mother. Now, if you all would follow me I will show you inside and let you know the rules."

Quickly and quietly everyone piles out of the van and follows Kitty inside. Their new home is huge! Two stories tall with two wings to either side of the house; in fact, it's more of a mansion then it is a house. The entrance hall opens up to a large marble room with a large staircase that at the top splits in two directions, each side leading to two hallways full of doors, the first floor has a living room to the right, and a study to the left. The two other doorways must lead to the kitchen and the other to the basement.

"Now, at the top of the staircase you will see a golden plaque. Can any of you read?"

Slowly, the young looking bat nods.

"Can you please read it out loud for everyone that cannot read?" Kitty asks. "S-sure." The bat replies. Walking over to it she reads it out loud for everyone. "In this house you are not slaves, you are free. These rules are only set in place in order to keep the peace in this house. Number one, you are free to make your own decisions, at any point in time you can tell someone no and they will have to abide by your decision. Number two, you are free to come and go from the house at will, as long as you stay inside the wall for your protection, unless given a day pass to exit the property. Number three, whoever you want to be with you can be with without fear of retaliation as long as the other person involved is consenting. Number four, in this house males have to respect femme's, unless they want to get their asses kicked. Number five, if you ever have need of anything either ask Miss Kitty or Nighcon for it. Number six, what you wear is your choice, if you want to you can be naked twenty-four/seven. Number seven, if you choose to have a chore you will be paid for your time and will be able to choose what you want to do with the money you make. These rules are set to let you get the basics for how things are here and to let you know that you are now officially free inside the fence."

The bat then steps back down to join the others, just in time to hear a deep, calm voice. "And the one unwritten one is that you can have my dick anytime any of you wants it."

Everyone looks up to see a brilliant looking red dragon standing right where the young bat girl just stood. His eyes were a sky blue which stood out against his crimson skin; his scales shimmered in the light from the evening sun.

"Welcome to my home. My name is Nighcon, and I will be your landlord. Now, we're going to go ahead and let our resident doctor look all of you over and take care of any medical issues you may have. After that you may go ahead and make yourselves as comfortable as you please." With that he bow graciously to the women in front of him and walks into his office. Sighing he sinks deeply into his office chair, staring at the figures on his screen for what seemed like an eternity but was actually only a matter of hours.

"Well, they seem like a fine bunch." Miss Kitty states as she enters the room, sitting on the left side of his desktop.

"Oh, yes, very nice." Nighcon says in a very bland voice.

"What's on your mind, Nigh?" Kitty asks with a calming purr. "It's not like you to be this down."

"Something about some of them really intrigues me...do you have their medical files, Kitty?"

"They're on your desk right in front of you." She responds looking at a tablet, tinkering away with the facts and figures on her own screen.

Quickly he snatches them from the desk and begins to read in earnest. The young bat was actually sixteen years of age and suffered from a form of dwarfism that kept her in a childlike physique. The bird's x-rays were troubling at best, it looked like her wings had been broken multiple times in multiple places, effectively ending any chance she had to fly. The twins had surprisingly good medical condition, however the dye used on them for their fur had some nasty side effects that can take months to appear. The bear had scars, bruises and bone cracks all over in and on her body; she would have to take it easy for months before she should try anything exceedingly strenuous. The wolf seemed mostly in good shape, however her cunt and ass were different story; stretched, torn, bruised and beaten, he would be surprised if she ever wanted a male again.

Suddenly he pauses and just stares at the vixen's file. He was frightened to look inside. Was there anything substantial to worry about? Were there underlying conditions that kept men at bay, such as STD's or STI's?

Taking a deep breath he opens the file in a rush and blinks in disbelief at the words that were in front of him. She had no medical issues besides a touch of hypoglycemia, which was genetic and had no relevancy in any way to why she had never been touched sexually by a man.

"It's strange, isn't it?" Kitty says as she looks over at the file. "And I can't even get her to open up about her childhood to tell me why or how this is possible. All she does is just stare into empty space, only responding in non-verbal ways."

Sighing, Nighcon places the files back on his desk. "Well, you know that will not do, but that is a problem for another time." He then stands and pushes Kitty back onto the desk. "I know what you want. But are you sure that you want it to be me? I mean, I'm just a lousy dragon who-" His sentence is suddenly cut off as Kitty captures his lips with her own, her arms wrapping around his neck pushing her supple breasts into his chest.

"Nighcon, dear, you have never been lousy." She purrs as she pushes herself down onto his already rock hard cock.

Nighcon gasps and groans in pure pleasure, feeling her tight, wet cunny take him in all the way to the hilt.

"Oh my...how long have you been wanting this?" He says with a sly grin creeping across his face as he pushes up into her in short sharp bursts. "Hmm? What's that? I can't hear you beneath all of that moaning you're doing." He chuckles as he presses into her one more time, causing her to squeak, then moan in pure pleasure.

"I've b-been wanting this all day..." She says with short breaths. "Please don't stop."

Chuckling, Nighcon plucks her off of the desk, and both of them fall into his chair. "Well, now, I don't know..." With that, Kitty now uses her legs to pump herself up and down on his cock, causing him to gasp and moan.

Giggling she smirks and pulls herself off of him with a soft popping sound. "Now, now. It's my turn to torment you." Slowly getting down on her knees she begins to lick at his already drenched member, tasting herself all over him just gets her more excited with each lick.

"Oh, yeah...suck my cock, Kitty..."

With a swish of her tail she obliges, taking his full member into her mouth all the way into her throat causing him to moan with extreme delight. Slowly she starts bobbing her head up and down, sucking down every last bit of pre that his cock spurts out.

"Oh, Kitty, if you keep this up I'll end up cumming in your mouth."

Smirking, she stands and helps herself back onto his lap and with a swift push, plunges him back into the depths of her womb.

Suddenly, he can't stop himself from ravaging her. Grabbing her hips he pushes her all the way down, eliciting a scream of pleasure. With quick, steady movements he pumps her with all he has until he bursts, causing both of them to moan.

Sighing, Kitty pulls herself up off of him and back onto her perch on his desktop, her legs spread she begins to play with herself. Chuckling as her fingers get covered in his seed, she brings her fingers to her mouth and suckles on the combination of juices from him and her.

Chuckling, Nighcon slumps in his chair. "You know...I'll never get any of my work done if you keep that up."

Smiling, she stands and kisses his lips. "Well then, I had best be going." Then, with a swish of her tail, she leaves him staring at his computer screen.