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Alright, fellow furs. AC is back again in semi-full force. Note the foretitle. I'm working on a refresher of the key players for those who continue not to back track. Let's see what we have here.....:shifts through 12 pages of Word: Big ass story, folks. So lemme just jump to the usually items. Silvirus and his apperance is used under permission from "draxxoakencrest" of livejournal.com. Kiwi Cinnamon and his apperance is used under permission from "vulpeschild" of livejournal.com. All other characters are property of yours truly. The following story includes hints at illegal driving and slaveplay. It actually includes a bit of girl-on-girl, boy-on-girl, nudity and really big.....packages..... If you don't want to see or read about these.....packages.....I'd suggest you hit the back button now. I'll give you a minute.... Oh yea. Same thing if you're 18 or not in a place you can legally do it. I'll wait again..... Still here? Mkay, let's begin.

• * * Silvirus kept looking at the clock, hurrying customers through the checkout. "Come on...turn over..." He finally let out a sigh as it hit 5 PM, having just finished checking out the last customer in his line at EXR. "Finally! I'm outie, guys!" "Where you going so fast, Silver?" the female cheetah at another register asked out. "I start my week off in time for the pool party at my condo building. I'm sure I can sneak you in." He gave a wink before pulling off his work polo shirt, getting a purr from the cheetah as the UnderArmor he wore clung to his slender frame. "Why that would be divine," she cooed out. "I've heard the kinds of things that happen at the Complex." "Like what?" he asked, folding his workshirt and hiding it under the register counter. "Mainly how crazy the pool party week can be. Let's just say you might wanna go into a drug store and buy 'The Big Box.'" Silvirus had adjusted his jeans slightly, then ran a paw through his silver and blue hair. "'Big box?' Come on, Lisa, it can't be that big." "It's only a rumor, Hun," Lisa giggled out, and then stretched her tall frame. She reached back and slowly pulled the sticks from the bun she formed her dirty blond hair into, it dropping to shoulder length. "But don't you get a discount cause you know that hot stud over at 'Herbal?'" Silvirus shrugged lightly. "Only as often as he gets one here. I'll double check you rumor anyway. I might need some protection to begin with. See ya later." He gave a wave as he went into the back to punch out, and then bounded out the door with a book bag on his shoulder. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Oscar grumbled lightly as he looked at the clock. He'd been working at Herbal Renewals for about a month now. And the pay was a lot better than his old job. But he still hated the hours. "What kind of job doesn't let out 'til 5:30?" "This job," a familiar voice rang out. Oscar looked up and stared down the wolf in front of him. He looked over the creature, looking at the slender, but well toned frame that was begging to pop out of the tight-fit workout undershirt. He worked his way down until he saw the counter blocking off the lupine's pants. He then noted the box of Trojans, along with a check card that was placed on the counter. "You planning on a long week off?" the pony chuckled out, shaking out his black hair before he started to ring up the purchase. "I'd figure I might need it for the pool party. Remember?" Oscar nickered lightly, then chuckled as he put the box in a bag. "You don't need these, really. Almost every chick in that place is either patched, pilled, or keeps close tabs on their heat cycles." "Trust me. I'd rather be safe than sorry. I'm in no mood to be a parental, eh?" Oscar nodded as he finished ringing up the purchase. "Nice counter argument. Credit or debit?" Silvirus thought a moment before he slid the card through the reader. "Debit. I'm broke and hungry. You wanna come with?" "If you're buying. I'll meet you in the food court in about..." Oscar paused to look at the clock. "About 10 minutes." They both nodded and said their goodbyes after Oscar handed him his purchase and his change. A couple minutes later he spotted a lion walking in. What he found weird was his outfit. He wondered what kind of fur wore a jumpsuit? A brown one at that. He watched him wander around the store, noting the long zipper trailing from the bottom of his right leg and up the middle of the suit. He followed it up until it stopped at the collar, a small lock attached to it. He looked at his face next, noting he was full-blooded lion, but one he never seen the likes of before. White fur covered what was exposed of his body, and blond hair growing out on top. He figured he was young, mainly cause it wasn't a mane. "And what adult lion is only 5' 5" at best?" he thought to himself. But what threw him off was when the feline looked back towards him. His blue eyes were almost piercing, as if probing into the soul of the person he was looking at. And the scar that ran from just behind his muzzle to his forehead, it jumping across his left eye, amplified the piercing effect. The feline quietly moved to the counter, almost startling the horse when he spoke in a young voice. "Hello." "Hi. Welcome to Herbal Renewals. I'm Oscar. How can I help you?" "I need to find some energy boosters. You have any?" Oscar started to point to the back, but remembered what his boss told him. "We do, but we don't sell anything to minors." The lion just laughed deeply, and then opened a zipper on his left side. He pulled out a plastic card and handed to Oscar. "Minor? I appreciate the compliment." Oscar took a look at the card. "Kiwi Cinnamon......22....what? You're a government employee?" "Yep. Now back to my original question." Oscar nodded while handing back the ID card. "Yes, sir. Against the back wall on the left, third shelf up." He watched him walk towards the back, still a bit shocked about how young he looked. He got jolted out of his daze when the fox on night shift poked him. "Clear out, Oscar," the fox said. "Shift is over." Oscar nodded and filled the fox in on the lion before he headed out, walking towards the food court. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Silvirus was sitting in the food court, listening on his headphones to the new CD he purchased. He was looking around and staying alert, though the volume level rendered him death to the world outside of 50 feet away. He finally spotted Oscar moving through the crowd and put his player away. "Took you long enough," he snarled sarcastically. Oscar panted lightly, then sat down across from Silvirus. "The next shift took forever to get there. And I met an interesting fur." "Oh pray tell," Silver asked, leaning against the table a bit. "Goes by the name of Kiwi Cinnamon. Government employee. He looks 16 but is 22. And is incredibly cute!!" "Why do all the big, strong guys fall for the young ones?" Silver chuckled out before standing up. "I'm getting Panda Express. What you want?" Oscar stands with him, following him to the stand. "I feel like Orange Chicken for some reason..." --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Greg was sitting in his office shifting through the pile of leftover packets from the building meeting for the party. He knew a few people missed out, so he got up and headed for the mailboxes out front. As he walked down the hall he decided to untuck his polo, relaxing a bit. It was about to be a crazy week. And anyone unlucky enough to cross paths with his wife was as good as laid since she went into heat. Mainly being she would become more dominant cause of it. He was just about to step into the area for the mail when Silvirus and Oscar came in from the front. "Well looks like we got a couple of stragglers," Greg chuckled out. "How's it hanging, boys?" "A little to the right," Silver blurted out, all three of them laughing out cause of it. When they calmed back down, Silver noticed the papers in the other wolf's paw. "Whatcha got there?" "These," Greg started out, handing a copy to each of them, "are the rules for this week. Basically it states that the whole building becomes clothing optional. Except while on the main floor and when working out in the gym, which is a bathing suit minimum. It also explains that the food and such for the BBQ will be spread among everyone's rent. You know the deals, right Oscar?" "Of course," Oscar said before heading for the stairwell. "But you might wanna explain the extra quirks to the newbie." Silver watched as the horse laughed and walked into the stairwell. He then turned to face Greg. "Quirks? Care to explain that one?" Greg nodded before he continued. "Yea I can. Everyone gets to bring in a friend, no questions asked. If you choose not to, Chris gets first dibs on the leftovers invites." "Hence the nickname 'Mr. Connection?'" Silvirus asked. "Mhm. Also, and Oscar probably told you, some of the girls might come into cycle during this week." He pulls out a door sign that reads 'Do disturb' on one side and 'Do not disturb' on the other. "If this 'Do disturb' side is showing, it's likely that they'll accept anything and anyone for 'fun.' Note though, only the ladies have these signs." "Got ya," Silvirus nodded out, but then looked around before he continued. "Does May have one as well?" Greg just chuckled. "When she cycles, she becomes an aggressive one. A lot more than the 'incident' you had with her in the elevator." "I'll keep my eyes out for her, then." Silver was just about to turn and head for the elevator when a pair of paws covered his eyes. He growled lightly, then sniffed the air and almost immediately calmed down. "Who's there?" "I'll give you three guesses," Greg started to say. "But it should only take you one, eh Wolfie?" said a female voice, Silvirus' ears perking up instantly. He continued to sniff the air, moaning softly as he started to pick up the scent of an in-season female. But this one was vaguely familiar. Like from the... "Hello again, May. Long time no see since the tour, hmm?" He spoke softly before he brushed off the paws, catching the familiar gray coloring before he turned to face her. She just chuckled before nipping at his neck. "And I've been looking forward to this week. Hubby doesn't mind who mounts me, as long as he gets first shots." She then looked into his eyes in a flirty manner. "And I always wanted to have you again." "Then why don't you?" "Cause I was waiting for the right moment. And it happens to be now." She chuckles lightly before she quickly snaps a deep blue collar around his neck and runs off back towards her room laughing. Silvirus had an odd look on his muzzle as he turned to watch her run. He then tried to remove the collar, but couldn't. "What the hell is this, Greg?" he asked, turning back to him. "You want the long or short version?" "The short one." "Basically," he stated out while leaning against the nearby wall, "you are now May's bitch." "Uhh...I think I need the long version now," Silver said with a slightly confused look. Greg chuckled before he started again. "Come the time for the pool party, somehow, she goes into season and becomes dominant, like I mentioned before. And I don't get in her way, cause everyone knows she's safe. About 5 years ago we had a well-endowed fur as a guest, and she basically 'owned' him all week. Including the whole collar and leash bit. So it became a tradition around here. She picks one guy before the official start of the party and she primarily mates with him." "And just where does that leave you?" Silver asked, cocking an eyebrow. "You have to live with this woman when she's peaked." "I have my sources," Greg stated out before pointing over Silver's shoulder. Silvirus turned and spotted a female squirrel leaning around the corner with nothing on, giggling lightly. "Are you coming, Master Greg?" she cooed out with an enticing look. "In a moment, Celise," he murred out, watching her go back around. "Now, you're probably wondering why you can't pull that off." He waited for a nod before he spoke. "Basic key lock. I don't have a key, and she probably forgot where she hid it before her cycle kicked in. Hope it's comfy." "Loose enough not to choke me. I'll manage." He adjusted the collar lightly before speaking again. "But why you got so many leftover packets?" "A few people forgot to show up." They both looked over towards the front as they heard a couple furs laughing as they walked in. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Chris was in the passenger seat as Jennifer slammed through the gears, slowing back down as they reached the parking lot. "So I see you like the new mods I made?" he asked after they pulled into the spot. "Almost as much as this haircut, Love," she murred out while running a finger through her short trimmed gray fur. "Being a husky sucks sometimes." "And a lot of the times it doesn't," he softly said back, turning off the engine before he leaned over and kisses her gently. She murred lightly before she opened her door and stepped out, watching the raccoon follow her lead. She pulled the hood release, and then Chris opened the hood so they both could peak in. "Hey Chris? Think you could tone these injectors down a bit? I love all the pull this Z has, but my gas mileage has gone to shit." "Sure thing. I still have some work on this baby," he said before closing the hood, poking her cheek lightly. "But I got the week off from the shop. Just us and some fun, hmm?" She nodded lightly before she scratched behind his left ear. "Hey Love?" "Yea." "You remember that offer you gave to me a few days after my birthday?" Chris nodded lightly. "Yea, the one where I'd be your sl...I'm assuming you'll be cashing that in?" Jen nodded while chuckling lightly. "Why not? I'd figure I'd get my shots in now before I peak next week. You know how restless you are when my time comes." Chris chuckled lightly. "Oh hush, Lover. Come on. Let's go in." He took her paw into his and started for the door. When they got a bit closer they saw Greg and Silvirus talking, not able to make out what they were saying. "You think he's telling him about May?" "Oh Gods I hope so," she said with a slight hint of concern. "I still can't believe she came in during one of our sessions and made it a three-way. She is one horny vixen." "But you remember when she picked Oscar for her pawn last year?" Chris added back. "I swear it took another week to clean the walls." They both started to laugh as Jen used her key to get in, catching the attention of the two wolves. "So any word on May's prime target this week?" he asked Greg. Greg chuckled and pointed to Silver, who had one paw raised lightly and the other tugging the collar. "I be it," he chuckled out. "Good thing I brought a box today." "Not like you need them," Jen stated out before looking to Greg. "She get approval to double up her meds?" "Of course," Greg stated. "The doc knows about this week, especially since she seems to peak about this time." "Good," both Chris and Jen bluntly said, causing everyone to chuckle. Chris then looked around before looking to Greg. "So where is she anyway?" "Probably combing out her fur," he said with a shrug. He then handed Jen a copy of the packet, along with a disturbance sign. "You guys know the deal already, give or take a couple things I noted in the packet. But could you please try to keep it out the halls?" Both the coon and husky giggled, the canine pulling the coon into the elevator. "Not making any promises, Greg," she chuckled out. "But I'll make sure we'll clean it up." They both waved before the elevator shut. Greg then looked back to Silvirus once the door shut. "Alright. I'd suggest you get some sleep tonight. Cause she starts tomorrow." Silvirus nodded, then hit the button for the elevator and waited for it to come back down. "I'm still going to use those Trojans. Better safe than sorry, ya?" "Mhm. I'd do it if I was in your position." They both gave a nod before Silvirus climbed into the waiting elevator. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Oscar was humming to himself as he made his way up the stairs, peeling off his work shirt, followed by his belt. By the time he reached the 6th floor landing he was down to just his boxers and was barefoot, carrying his clothes in one paw. It wasn't often he took the stairs to his condo, being he lived on the 10th floor. But he didn't mind the climbs at all, especially if he needed some cardio for the day. He had passed the landing for the 8th and was a couple steps up when he heard some mewing coming from behind the door. Something told him to not think about it and keep going. That is, until his nose thought otherwise. He sniffed lightly, moving back towards the door for the 8th. "Hmm...two females...one possibly in heat...no way it could be the 'twins.'" He had reached a paw out for the handle and was about to turn it, starting to get second thoughts about what he was going to do. He then tossed his stuff into a corner of the landing. "Only one way to find out," he stated to himself before he opened the door. He looked around and saw that '801' and '802' were closed with no tags. But he still could smell the scent from the females. He started going around towards the backside of the building, finally spotting the doors to '805' and '806.' Both were tagged, '806' with the 'Do Not Disturb' side showing. But it was '805' that intrigued him. The 'Do Disturb' side was showing, and the door was cracked slightly, the sounds of two furs chatting like a pair of schoolgirls. And since they wanted to be disturbed, he figured he'd give it a shot. If that smell was what he thought it was... He padded over and knocked on the door lightly. "Anyone home?" "Whose asking, sweetie?" one of the voices rang out. He quickly tried to come up with a hint, and then seemed to strike gold. "It's that non-aquatic stud from two floors up. And I'm lonely tonight." It seemed to work as he heard both of them purr at different pitches before one of them offered him to come in. With little delay he opened the door and stepped in, closing the door as he nickered lightly. In front of him sitting on the floor of the living room were two naked felines. Both were Siamese cats but everyone knew they were roomies, not siblings. Both were about 5' 11" when standing, slender waists, B-cup breasts and fuzzy tails. They main difference between them was there fur coloring. One was a light red with crimson ears, tail, face and paws. The other was a gray with black patches on the same areas. The gray one mewed lightly before she spoke. "Hey Oscar. You come to play?" "Depends on you, Becky. You want to play too, Nadal?" The red feline purred while nodding. "I feel like having something warm to put inside me." Oscar cocked an eyebrow, looking around the condo. "But what happened to that guy you two were sharing?" "Business trip," Becky answered back. "Right before the party. And my cycle." "Oh poor thing," Oscar said in a comforting manner, locking the door before he stepped into the living room. He then sat down next to the felines, Nadal almost instantly crawling into his lap and nuzzling his chest. "Well maybe I can help you girls out tonight, hmm?" "That sounds like a marvelous idea, Oscar," Nadal murred out, nipping at his neck lightly. She then looked over at Becky, giving a wink. "How about we get him started?" Becky nodded back, crawling over to them as Nadal softly pushed Oscar onto his back. Becky then crawls up to his face, holding his maw shut with her paws as she inched closer. Oscar held his breath as best he could, not able to pull away from the surprisingly strong grip. Having run out of air he was forced to breath in through his nose, shivering and moaning lightly as he picked up the scent of the feline in heat. Both the cats chuckled as they looked down, noting the bulge in his boxers getting bigger. Nadal moved off his lap and slowly worked off his boxers, tossing them aside as she licked her lips. She leaned down and slowly started to lap at his sheath, causing another moan to form in his throat. "How's he doing down there, Na?" Becky asked out, her sex still close to his nose. "I could use an extra set of paws, Becky," she chuckled out, rubbing on the almost rock hard sheath. "He's getting mighty big down here." Becky softly let go of his muzzle, licking his nose before she moved down to join Nadal at his sheath. With unspoken words then both moved so that one was on either side of him. They then bent downwards, Nadal nibbling his sheath as Becky licked on his massive orbs. Oscar nickered loudly, arcing lightly off the floor as he felt his tip escape its housing. Nadal then moved up and began suckling the head while rubbing on the sheath still, Becky picking up this advance and started kneading on his balls. "Ohhhhh...that's niiccceee..." Oscar moaned out, feeling another few inches sliding out. "Care to step this up, Becky?" Nadal moaned out softly. "I getting very needy over here." Becky nodded, crawling back up to his face. She waited just long enough for him to exhale before she clasped his mouth shut again. This time though she lifted his head up off the floor, placing his nostrils right against her slit. Only thing the pony could do was breath in, getting a lungful of the feline's scent. He pulled back, gasping for air, but the deed had already been done. "Looks like that did the trick, girl," Nadal purred out. Becky looked over her shoulder and smiled, seeing his shaft fully extended and ready for action. "You want the first shot, Bec?" "Let's share him, first. I'm sure he'd like it. Right, pony?" Oscar nickered lightly as she patted his cock. She then moved back down before winking at Nadal. At that, Nadal began to lick along the long length just as Becky took the head and another inch into her mouth, sucking lightly. Oscar whinnied out lightly, reaching down to massage on his balls. Nadal quickly brushed them away, not wanting his to get too excited. "Bad pony," Nadal said between licks, poking at his orbs playfully. She then tapped Becky's shoulder and she pulled off, the felines switching tasks on his long, hard cock. Oscar gasped and moaned again, relaxing on the carpet and letting the girls have there way on his cock. This went on for a few minutes, the girls switching between licking the length and sucking on the tip at regular intervals. By the time they both pulled off, he was panting for breath, his tip dripping a small amount of pre. Nadal was the first to crawl back onto his chest, reaching back behind her and rubbing on his shaft. "You want to put this to good use, Oscar?" Oscar nodded lightly, then remembered about a brief conversation he had with the male of this group. "You girls gonna make me a living dildo?" Becky chuckled lightly. "At least on her." She then leaned down and whispered into his ear. "I wanna feel every inch of that inside me, filling me with all that luscious seed I heard about." This caused Oscar to shiver lightly, Becky pulling away slowly and moving down to meet Nadal. They gave each other a brief kiss before Nadal laid down against Oscar's built chest. Nadal pushed herself up a bit with her legs, Becky grasping Oscar's shaft gently into her paws, aiming it at Nadal moist nether lips. Nadal then slowly pushed herself downwards, moaning along with Oscar as she started to take in his cock. She only got about half of it in before she stopped, panting lightly. Oscar looked up at her lightly, cocking an eyebrow. "Can't handle something this big?" Nadal quickly shook her head. "If I take anymore, I'm gonna cum right now. I want to get you ready for Becky." With that, she began to grind her hips slowly, massaging the amount of shaft inside of her. Oscar whinnied lightly, grabbing onto her hips and grinding back. Doing this slowly started to slide her down more of his shaft, increasing her moans of pleasure. He then reached down and started to knead on a pawful of her ass, which is a lot when you compare their sizes. This caused another squeal of pleasure from her, and received a moan back from him when he walls clamped tight for a moment. "How you doing, girl?" Becky asked, getting a weak nod from Nadal. Becky moved down to Oscar's belly and started lapping at the juices that were dripping from Nadal's sex, getting another nicker from the pony. He could feel the feline on his shaft getting close to climax, so he decided to play fair to their game. He held her tight against his chest and gave a few, slow thrusts with the length inside of her. This was enough was Nadal gave out a heavy moan, shivering and bucking lightly as her orgasm rippled through her. Becky continued to lap up the juices that spilled out. Nadal finally calmed down and weakly pulled forward, climbing off the still erect horsecock. The feline then turned to start licking on the shaft, but was stopped short by Becky. "No," Becky cooed out. "Leave it on. But sit him up for me." Nadal gave a nod and moved behind Oscar, propping him up. While she did this, Becky moved to the couch and leaned against the front of it, waiting for Oscar to be sat up before she lifted her tail. Oscar gave a whinny when he saw this display. "Guess I get to cum now?" he asked, crawling over to the prone Siamese. "Not before me, Oscar. But start slow please." Oscar gave a nod before he grasped her hips firmly. He aimed his tip until is just barely poked into her eager sex, but pausing before he pushed in. "You safe?" Becky grabbed on of his paws and moved it up her hip slightly, stopping when he felt a smooth spot. "I'm safe." Oscar nodded and got his original hold again before he slowly started to push in. Becky mewed loudly as she felt herself being split open, close to begging for him to impale her with his shaft. But he keep the slow penetration, knowing that with a shaft his size he could damage something. She continued to moan under him, giving an unexpected squeak when he finally reached his hilt, his balls rubbing on her leg. "So how does it feel to have all that stuffed inside of you?" he asked slyly, reaching under to rub the slight bulge on her belly. Becky gave out a scream of pleasure, looking over her shoulder and squarely into Oscar's eyes. "If you don't fuck my brains out right now..." "You don't even need to finish that threat," Oscar growled out. He grasped her hips firmly in his paws and started a deep, fast pace using half of his length. Becky gave out squeals every time he hilted, pushing back against him to drive it deeper. By this time Nadal had come down from her high and looked over at the furs against the couch. She watched as Becky was riding on a plane of ecstasy, Oscar thrusting away into the feline. Watching all of this was turning her back on. Nadal crawled over to the couch and sat next to Becky, petting her head gently. The other feline took this as a sign and moved her head, eagerly lapping at Nadal's pussy, causing her to moan loudly. Oscar looked down at this and almost came just by looking at this display. He gave a squeeze onto Becky's waist to let her know how close she was, but she was too preoccupied when Nadal. Nadal was to first to climax, gripping her claws into the couch and arcing off of it as she screamed, Becky eagerly lapping up the juices. The sweet taste of the nectar coming from her feline friend pushed her over the edge, pushing hard against Oscar as her sex clamped onto his cock, milking him for all its worth. Oscar tried to hold off, but groaned heavily as his orbs gave up their storing, hilting himself as his shaft pumped his seed deep into the feline below him. They all gave out moans and cries of climax for a few minutes before Oscar's shaft finally went limp, slipping out of Becky. Oscar sat down onto the floor weakly, watching his shaft resheath itself before he looked back to the felines. They were occupied with each other, cleaning the fluids off of each other and the couch. Once done, Nadal crawled over and nuzzled against Oscar's chest, Becky moving over and sitting on his lap before doing the same. "You girls satisfied?" Oscar murred out, petting them both behind an ear. They both purred and nodded, Becky kissing under his muzzle lightly. "Should be good enough until our man gets home. Thank you, Oscar." "No problem," me softly said, continuing to pet them as they drifted off to sleep.