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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM on SoFurry.

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Authors Note: The 'Doll House' stories take place in a universe where the average person can apply for jobs at a secure facility. The only requirement is that they wear a neural collar which inhibits higher level brain function, essentially turning them into skilled zombies that do not retain any information about anything that occurs during their time in the building. While wearing the neural collars, participants are essentially under a sort of deep hypnosis or mind-control and will obey any command given to them, without question.

You can find the original Doll House story here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2090608

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“Yo, dude, this you?" Clive read the message from his best friend, Lukas, which had interrupted his studying for his upcoming exam. There was an image attached, which Clive more than expected to be another poorly photoshopped image of his face pasted onto some gay porn actors' body. Sure enough, Lukas was at it again, at least his Photoshop skills seemed to be improving as the image actually looked almost real this time, at least it did in the small thumbnail he could see without actually opening the attachment. The blue furred and pink spotted snow leopard simply replied back with “Ha ha, F U" and the middle finger emoji to the obvious trolling attempt.

“No dude, I'm serious. Is this you? Dean Morgan says it is, and that he fucked you like a little bitch; apparently there's a video clip too!" Lukas shot back immediately, which prompted Clive to open the attached image. His heart skipped a beat as he saw what appeared to be himself, laying belly down and ass up on an unfamiliar bed, with that arrogant fucking prick Dean Morgan apparently balls deep under his tail. He couldn't exactly see Dean in the image thanks to the angle, but the canine knot resting between the feline's buttocks and the black furred hand holding their tail aloft in the photo were all synonymous with that dark furred wolf prick.

“What the fuck!? No, that isn't me! You know I'm not gay. Even if I was, Dean is the last person on earth I'd ever let fuck me!" Clive angrily typed out in response. “It must be some professional level photoshop shit again, done with AI or something!" Clive responded, his blood starting to boil.

“I've seen the video, dude. That's not like any AI I've ever seen. Only has five fingers, so unless Dean got his hands on the most powerful AI out there…" Lukas replied back, this time attaching the video which apparently the asshole wolf has started to send around the campus.

Clive hesitated for a moment before he opened it, it was a POV view of what appeared to be his back as he lay face down, the view panned slowly down to where a black wolf hand gripped his spotted tail to force it up high and expose a thick ebony length stroking in and out of the felines stretched pink asshole. Clive swallowed hard, even though he was angry at seeing himself be used like that, a small part of him felt something else, something a straight feline shouldn't be feeling about such things. Though he still wasn't convinced that was even him, he had never and would never let Dean Morgan of all people touch him, let alone fuck him like that.

“It's not me…I don't know how he did it, but I swear on my sister's tits, that isn't me!" the pink spotted, blue furred feline replied, resisting the urge to watch the clip again. Something clicked in his head just then and Clive's head snapped up as he looked over at the photo sitting on his desk. “That bitch!" he growled angrily, she knew his history with Dean, and she was now fucking him?

The photograph was of Clive and his twin sister Lindsay; as kids they had been inseparable. They had almost looked identical as well, at least until his sister started getting more curvy. Though from the back and at the right angle, Clive didn't doubt that Dean could probably be fucking his sister and then telling people it was him. Things had gotten rocky between Clive and Lindsay as they got older and she fell in with the wrong crowd. While he became a valedictorian and won all sorts of scholarships, she struggled to even get a passing grade or be accepted into community college. It wasn't like he was actively taunting her with all his success, but no matter what he tried, she just took everything he did as a personal insult. Now she was stooping so low as to fuck his old high school bully and let him pretend that Clive was the one getting fucked.

The main problem wasn't even that his sister was fucking his arch nemesis, it was the fact they were starting to spread rumors of him doing immoral and illicit acts. If the school board found out about this, they could and would terminate his scholarship. As it was, even with his part time job at the facility, that would not be enough to pay for the remainder of his time here if he lost it. He needed to get to the bottom of this and fast. Clive needed his best friend and his girlfriend's support right then, as well as for them to help brainstorm a solution to this problem.

“I swear on my mother's life that isn't me in that video, babe" Clive pleaded with his gorgeous, clouded snow leopardess girlfriend, Kelly, as she watched the clip on his phone. “That has got to be Lindsay fucking with me again for some reason…"

“I mean, it sure looks like you. But I know it can't be, you're such a prude you won't even let me pat you on the butt" Kelly laughed and reached over to ruffle Clive's hair affectionately. She knew Clive was a lot of things, but he wasn't a cheater and her definitely wasn't gay, or even slightly bisexually curious for that matter. Hell, he was so strait laced that he wouldn't even entertain the idea of a threesome with her and another girl, even as a joke.

“Isn't Lindsay up in Vegas grinding on a pole somewhere?" Lukas asked as he tapped a finger to his chin in thought, while watching Kelly ruffle Clive's hair on the seat opposite him.

“Yeah, why?" Clive replied with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach at what Lukas was about to say. Lukas, Clive and Kelly had been friends since kindergarten, and he was like the brother Clive never had; he trusted the piebald stallion implicitly. In fact, there was no one else Clive wanted to be his best man more when he finally married Kelly, after he finished his studies and became a qualified surgeon of course.

“Dean is down here, and that video was taken yesterday" Lukas offered while staring at Clive expectantly, when the pink and blue feline didn't seem to get his meaning, he continued on. “Dude, there's no way he could get across the country and back in less than twenty-four hours, just to record that video of you. I know he's a dick, but that is a pretty expensive prank to play on someone."

“That's true, even if he did somehow travel across the country and back in that time, are we sure Lindsay would have even let him do that to her?" Kelly asked as well.

“I would hope not, if my sister really does hate me enough to let my high school bully fuck her in the ass just to pretend it was me, I might have bigger issues to deal with" Clive agreed with a sigh, his shoulders slumped in defeat as he slouched down in his seat.

“Well, if it's not AI and not Lindsay, how else did he do it?" Clive asked in exasperation, his frustration evident.

“Maybe he paid someone with a similar fur pattern or even got them to dye their fur?" Kelly offered hopefully. It was a stretch for sure, but it certainly seemed more plausible than the idea of Clive being the real person in that video.

“No, mine and Lindsay's fur color is an extremely rare genetic mutation. There are only two others in the world like us and neither of them are even in America" Clive shook his head at that idea. It was obvious the fur in the video was not dyed either, at least not unless whoever did it was so meticulous that they dyed absolutely every single hair on the person. Even between the feline's buttocks on the video, the fine hairs around the stretched pink tail hole were the same baby blue as his fur. As much as he hated to admit it, while Dean was a major asshole, even he wouldn't be that meticulous just for a prank.

“Well, how else do you think he did it then?" Kelly asked with growing frustration, already having run out of ideas and suggestions herself.

“Hey dude, are you still working at the facility?" Lukas asked suddenly, as if he had just remembered something.

“Yeah, why?" Again, Clive felt a sense of dread starting to build. Normally Lukas was his rock in difficult times, but lately it seemed all the horse was doing was bringing him bad news.

“I've heard rumors of things going on in there…" Lukas began, almost seeming reluctant to tell Clive about these rumors.

“What sort of things?" Clive asked with growing trepidation. Already he could feel his heart pounding against the inside of his chest, if it would explain what was going on, he had to know, no matter what.

“When you're in there you have to wear those collars that blank out your memory, right? You're basically just a mindless drone that does as they're told. All highly classified stuff going on in there they don't want you to see or remember?" Lukas asked as he leaned forward in his seat to stare at Clive intensely, to which his feline friend nodded slowly. “Well, rumor has it that they sometimes let people in to have fun with their 'staff' to help generate extra income for the business. There's this dude posting on forums saying he even fucked his own mother who was working there, and she doesn't even know."

“What? That's so gross!" Kelly yelped and jumped up at this unsettling news with her hands clasped over her mouth in a mixture of shock and disgust.

“Are you sure this isn't just some troll on the forums trying to stir up trouble for the company?" Clive asked hopefully, though he feared he already knew the answer.

“No, he showed video and photographic evidence" Lukas sighed and pulled out his phone to try find the post again. Sure enough, there was the forum post with the photos and videos of the mature, plump border collie woman in various positions being fucked by another younger male border collie. All the while she didn't say a word or make a sound, even when the young mutt slid his eager red rocket home under his own mother's tail. He had unfortunately included old family photos as well, he just blurred out their faces to hide their identities; but with their distinctive markings, it was obvious they both were the same people. What was worse, Clive recognized the collar on the woman in the video as being the same as the one he wore during his shifts there, which only further substantiated the posters claims.

“Shit…so what do I do?" Clive began to wonder. He needed the job to pay for his studies and apartment, he couldn't just up and quit. But if he kept working at the facility, there was no telling if Dean would come back and catch him again. Worst of all, there was a very good chance that it had actually been him in that video, and he had really been fucked by his old high school bully!

“I think you need to do something next time you go in to work, so you can stay in control of yourself while you work. At least that way you will know for sure if Dean does come for you again" Kelly offered as she sat down beside her boyfriend again, her hand on his thigh giving a reassuring squeeze.

“But that will break the NDA I signed…" Clive pointed out as he looked over at the beautiful clouded snow leopardess, with her vivid emerald green eyes and long flowing golden locks.

“If you don't tell anyone what you saw in there, you aren't technically breaking your NDA…are you?" She pointed out with a reassuring smile next.

“I suppose so" Clive nodded in agreement, feeling a bit better about his situation. At the very least, if he did remain in control of his senses next time and Dean came for him, he would be able to catch the ebony furred wolf out and put an end to all this.

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The facilities control collars were fitted to their wearer at the base of the neck, almost like a necklace. They gently pinched down on either side of the neck so the arms of the collar could monitor the wearers vitals, while the thicker control module in the middle sat right over the wearers spine and intercepted all external input. The collar all but eliminated higher brain functions to a degree, almost rendering the wearer a living zombie, but one which still had access to their natural talents. Their conscious minds were allowed to rest while their bodies worked, which often left the wearer feeling mentally relaxed but physically exhausted, depending on what kind of work they were doing. If someone was a naturally fast typist or simply good at organizing data, they would be given less physically demanding jobs and would benefit the most as they woke up relaxed and refreshed without having expended much physical energy.

Due to his studies in the medical field, Clive knew how to short circuit the collar without alerting anyone. Using a simple combination of thin copper foil and surgery tape, he covered the spot at the base of his neck where the collar would usually interface with him, effectively blocking it while letting it continue to monitor his vitals unhindered. He was careful to use blue tape that was very similar in color to his strange fur color as well, just so it wouldn't be easily seen, unless someone was standing right behind him with their chest to his back and specifically looking for it.

For the next two visits to work, Clive was relieved to find that Dean was nowhere to be seen. More curious was that apparently, he had a natural artistic talent and was able to draw and sketch designs of items an unknown scientist described to him in detail. Clive had never even considered he was artistic before, until he was handed a sketchpad which he had been using for the past couple of weeks apparently. As he flipped through the pages, he felt a strange sense of familiarity with dozens of drawings he had never seen before, they were like a face he had seen in a dream then met out in the real world. Sure enough, when the scientist began describing another object to him, Clive found his hand naturally glided across the page, as if someone else were controlling his arm. Perhaps the tape and tin foil weren't entirely blocking the collar, but it was allowing him to remain somewhat conscious and in control enough to watch himself while he was directed to do as the old badger in the white coat asked.

Thankfully he had not seen anything noteworthy enough to warrant discussion with anyone as yet, so there was no fear of Clive even accidentally breaking his NDA with the company. At worst he had simply helped design some futuristic looking sofas, though he didn't actually know what it was the man in the lab coat had made him draw. At least it looked as though his worries about Dean were over, the stupid mutt hadn't come back for him, so with his confidence returning, Clive decided to give it one last go before he stopped wearing the medical tape and copper foil. At least before he accidentally saw something that would cause him to break his NDA.

The final day of his undercover sting arrived, and Clive was looking forward to getting it over with. He wondered where he would be working today, or if he would just be with the same old badger again to draw even more strange household items. Only this time, after he had gotten changed into a sterile outfit and slipped on his collar, when he entered the lift, it went down instead of up as usual. It was then that Clive noticed the elevators only other occupant, a rather familiar looking plump and mature border collie woman. The blue furred, pink spotted snow leopard's heart dropped into his stomach as the doors opened to reveal another younger male border collie, one that Clive could clearly see was related to the woman standing beside him. That was not the worst part; however, the young border collie was not alone, there were two people standing behind the black and white furred canine in the hallway.

The first person Clive was not surprised to see, it was Dean, the large ebony furred wolf who was grinning broadly at him. As always, Dean was dressed like a thug in his ripped jeans, dirty shirt and leather jacket. But behind Dean was Lukas, who was also grinning for some reason. Thankfully the collar was still partially in control of Clive's motor functions, so it prevented him from frowning in confusion or perhaps even looking surprised. As far as Dean was aware, Clive was still just a mindless zombie. Clive had a growing burning curiosity to find out why Lukas was here though, so for the moment, he decided to play along and let them think he was under their control. His ploy worked too, as they soon led him down a dimly lit hall to a private room. Up ahead of them Clive could see the two black and white canines heading into another room as well, already the younger one was palming at his mother's plush backside as he ushered her inside their private room.

“Strip for us, kitty cat" Dean growled at Clive as soon as they entered the room. He wasn't wasting any time it seemed; Clive didn't want to strip and was about to say something when a horrifying realization hit him. If he did let them know he was awake, what would stop Dean from reporting him to the company? There was also Lukas, he knew Clive was going to try find a way to short the collar somehow. He might not have been aware that Clive was awake right now, but he might be at some point in the future. If Lukas gave the company that information and they couldn't determine when he had crooked the collar, there was no telling what he had seen. With how the NDA was structured, losing his scholarship would be the least of his worries, he might very well land himself in prison.

Reluctantly, Clive realized he would have to play along with their game and just hope they didn't realize he was conscious. This was the absolute worst-case scenario for him, he was once again completely at Dean's mercy. Back in school at least it was just stupid kid stuff, like stuffing him in a locker or giving him a swirly in the school bathrooms. But now that they were both adults, it seemed that the wolf had just found new and unsettling ways to be vicious to Clive. The blue furred and pink spotted feline shed his clothing as directed and was soon standing in the nude before his high school bully, and his lifelong best friend, or so he had thought Lukas was.

“On your knees and say aah" Lukas demanded with a grin, while he too began shedding his clothing. Worryingly, Clive's body responded to the command before he mentally gave it the order to, perhaps he wasn't as in control of his body as he had initially thought. Clive winced slightly as he dug his claws into his left thigh, just to test his control. He could do that at least, and feel the pain it seemed, so he wasn't sure what he was in for during their encounter. Whatever was going to happen, he doubted he was going to enjoy it very much at any rate.

Clive's insides twisted as he watched the tall, well defined stallion strip before him. He had seen Lukas naked before growing up, but not intentionally. That was just dumb kid stuff, like skinny-dipping in the lake at night, or catching glances of one another in the locker room at school after gym class. This was completely different; this was intentional and now Lukas was walking toward him while stroking a frighteningly thick ebony shaft. “Gonna choke you on this dick, just like I did to your sister on prom night" Lukas laughed as he unceremoniously shoved his still stiffening prick into Clive's open maw and partway down his throat.

The spotted feline's fur bristled at what he had just heard, while having his best friend's cock in his mouth was not exactly great, hearing that his friend had done something similar to his sister, that was unforgiveable. As much as he and Lindsay might not get on, knowing that Lukas had apparently choked her on his dick made Clive furious. He vaguely remembered that night, it was around the time their relationship started to change, and she became such a bitch to him for no reason. At the time he just thought it was because of her friends, but now it was starting to make so much more sense.

“Heh, bet you wish that was Kelly on her knees right now instead though, right?" Dean laughed as he slowly removed his clothing as well, watching while Lukas made the pink and blue snow leopard gag over and over on his thick cock.

“Yeah, I still don't get what she sees in this douche. He's always been such a prude, too serious and looks down his nose at everyone" Lukas sighed almost boredly as he firmly gripped Clive by the ears and held his muzzle down deep on his cock until the feline started to struggle. “But at least here I get to kill two birds with one stone" the stallion continued to speak. “I get to fuck with him and relive fond memories of taking his sister's ass for the first time too. Man, how she sobbed and begged when I got balls deep under her tail" Lukas laughed cruelly.

“Just a pity this dickhead can't scream the same way, huh?" Dean laughed as he stood beside Luckas and watched while Clive was forced to choke on his former best friend's cock again. “Thanks again for letting me in on this little secret of yours, man" the wolf said, which sent a shock through Clive.

It was Lukas all along, he had been the one to start this whole mess. Dean would have been none the wiser if Lukas hadn't told Dean about the facility or the fact that Clive worked there. It made sense though; the only reason he had even gotten a job at the facility was because one of Lukas's uncles worked there. Just how long had this been going on, how long had Lukas been taking advantage of him like this?

“It's fine, I don't need him to scream. Every time Kelly does something nice for him that this prick doesn't appreciate, she talks to me about it, and I come here to get some revenge for her" Lukas admitted as he withdrew his spit slicked cock from Clive's maw, only to slap him across the face and muzzle with it a couple times before shoving back in deep.

“You really still have it bad for, Kelly, huh?" Dean observed with raised brows as he stared at Lukas.

“Yeah man, of course I do" the horse sighed and shook his head. “She's smart, funny, beautiful…and the only reason this prick has her is because I stepped aside all those years ago. I thought they'd have broken up by now…" the stallion almost growled as he held Clive's maw down on his cock a bit longer this time, really choking the smaller feline.

“Woah, ease up there dude…don't kill him. I haven't fucked him yet" the ebony furred wolf laughed as he gently pat Lukas on the shoulder.

“Fine…" Lukas grumbled and pulled his spit slicked dick out of the snow leopard's maw. “This time, when you fuck him, make sure you get his face in the video. I don't want there to be any doubt left in Kelly's mind that her boyfriend is a fag, okay?"

“Hey, you say that like I'm a fag also" Dean growled at Lukas, as he balled his hands into fists as if getting ready to fight.

“Dude, shut the fuck up. We've both fucked him, multiple times and I don't know about you, but I still prefer nice tits and a tight pussy" Lukas scoffed at the big black wolf. “He does have a nice tight ass though, I have to give him that much, I suppose."

“Yeah, fair. It's only gay if you kiss, right?" Dean laughed before he turned and gripped Clive by one of his ears to haul him up onto the bed. “Be a good pussy and lay on your back, lift your legs and show me that ass" the wolf ordered next.

“Shit…" Clive thought to himself, his body was obeying the orders without delay. He knew why too, he could feel the surgical tape had gotten a tad dislodged from their rough handling of him, his conscious mind was now nothing more than a first-person observer of what was occurring here. Clive felt himself laying back and lifting his knees almost up to his chest, with his long, spotted tail lay curled down over the edge of the bed. He could feel how exposed he was, the cool air in the room licked across his exposed taint, as well as across his soft furred balls and his sheath. Even his cock…wait…why was he hard!? He could feel his modest length laying against his belly, the warmth of his bare pink flesh was unmistakable.

“Spread your cheeks, show us that nice tight kitty hole of yours" Lukas demanded next as he stood to one side and watched as Dean got into position. Clive wanted to say no, wanted not to do it, but he felt his own hands reach down and grasp his buttocks to pry them apart, revealing his snug little pink asshole to his high school bully and the person he used to consider his brother.

“Here, hold this and get a good shot…I want to see if I can make him scream this time" Dean said as he handed his phone to Lukas to record. The wolf lined his thick ebony cock up with Clive's exposed and vulnerable asshole, before he gripped the backs of his thighs to almost bend him in half. Clive found it a little hard to breathe in this position, but perhaps that was a good thing. Dean all but rammed his entire cock deep into Clive's behind in one solid thrust, but all that came out of the pink and blue spotted feline was a faint wheeze. “Damn, either that collar is working overtime, or the bitch really likes a good hard fucking" the ebony furred wolf said with a note of disappointment at not getting a scream from Clive.

Clive wanted to scream, his asshole felt like it had just been ripped apart by a feral elephant. He wanted to squirm, buck or even writhe through the pain, but the collar wouldn't let him. Instead, he remained with his feet up in the air and with Dean hilted up his ass. Worst of all, Lukas was recording all of this and Clive knew that to the camera, it would appear as though he would willingly take the wolf under his tail without complaint. The fact he was hard as rock, and his cock was visibly bouncing against his belly just added further credence to such claims too. There was going to be no denying this was him in the video when Kelly saw it, Lukas had panned across his face the moment after Dean had hilted him, showing his impassive expression and a clear view of his face to boot.

As if having his relationship destroyed wasn't bad enough, this was only the beginning of his troubles, Clive realized when the big black wolf started to move. “Fuck, this shouldn't feel so good…" Clive thought to himself in panic when Dean's thick ebony member began to pull out almost all the way from his clutching backdoor, only to sink back in deep again. Perhaps it was just because on some subconscious level his body was used to this now that he was able to take some sort of pleasure from it? At least, that was what Clive hoped and prayed was the answer.

“Mikey likes it!" Lukas said in a mocking tone when he noticed how Clive's toes were flexing and clenching, over and over again, as the big wolf fucked him roughly. The sounds of hips slapping against the back of thighs filled the room as Dean stuffed the smaller felines behind full of hot, thick wolfcock continuously. Clive had never felt so small and insecure in his life, it was bad back in their school days when the bigger wolf harassed him. But that was nothing compared to literally being under that same damned wolf now, as he fucked Clive like a bitch in heat. Clive couldn't even say anything, let alone fight back, he just had to lay there and take it, literally.

“Ready for your first creampie, kitty bitch?" Dean huffed and growled down to Clive as he fought to hold back his climax, at least for a little while.

“No! You can't be serious!?" Clive's panicked mind thought to itself. Surely Dean wouldn't be so cruel as to do such a demeaning act on top of everything else?

Unfortunately for Clive, the wolf was indeed just that cruel. Lukas got a good closeup of the wolf's heavy balls as they pulsed and twitched with every shot of his hot seed straight up the pink and blue spotted snow leopard's ass. He even got the money shot of when Dean slowly pulled out and left a clinging strand of his cum connect the tip of his tapered ebony cock to the now slightly gaped asshole of the feline beneath him. There was no doubting what had just occurred, Lukas caught it all in high definition; the way his aching tail hole winked and clenched, trying to return to normal as he unwittingly forced some of Dean's seed to trickle down between his spotted cheeks.

“Beautiful, exactly what I wanted…thanks man!" Lukas laughed and stood up to high-five with the wolf. “Send me a copy of that video, I want to edit it tonight so I can show Kelly tomorrow" the stallion requested, while he firmly rolled Clive over onto his belly.

“Sure thing man" Dean replied with a soft pant as he sat down beside Clive on the bed, already beginning to tap away at his phone screen. “Hey, forgive my asking, but why do you only fuck him from behind?" the wolf asked absently while sending his message.

“Because it makes it easier imagining it's his sister I'm fucking up the ass again" Lukas replied with a cruel chuckle. “That bitch had the tightest ass…well…he's pretty close to it actually, so it really makes it a lot easier reliving the good old days, y'know?"

Clive wanted nothing more than to turn around and slash at Lukas's face with his claws for what he had done to both Lindsay and him. But instead, he couldn't do anything but grunt as his tail was gripped and forced up roughly before Lukas sheathed himself within his former best friend's guts, using Dean's cum as lube. Again, it felt like he was being torn apart by a feral elephant, only this one had the biggest cock in recorded history. Clive's asshole burned something fierce from being so suddenly stretched and filled, but Lukas didn't care, he just got right down to business and began fucking the spotted feline with abandon. The horse drew almost all the way out before slamming his hips back down against Clive's spotted behind, making him feel every inch of that goddamn dick.

It was no wonder Lindsay had turned on him if this was what she went through, obviously Lukas had told her that her brother knew about what happened and supported him and not her. Clive felt terrible, for everything his sister went through and having her brother treat her like crap because he thought she was just being a hormonal bitch for no reason. He had a lot of apologizing to do after this evening was over, but for now, he had to endure taking a horse cock where the sun didn't shine.

“Yeah, you like that, don't you bitch?" Lukas snorted as he used Clive's tail like a handle, pulling him back down onto his cock every time he bounced the smaller feline off his hips.

“Dude, he's cumming!" Dean suddenly laughed out loud as he pointed beneath Clive.

“What…no I'm not!" Clive wanted to say, but he couldn't. Then he felt it, how his own dick was pulsing and throbbing before firing off spurts of his own precious seed, down onto the bed beneath him. “Shit, why?" he cried internally, he wasn't even stroking his own dick, so why was he climaxing? “The prostate…" he realized, he could feel the jolts of pleasure as Lukas's flared tip battered it constantly inside him with every thrust. He wasn't gay, it was just a natural response to an external stimulus…or internal technically. Not that it mattered, both Dean and Lukas were laughing mockingly at how their bitch came hands free from being fucked in the ass.

“Yeah, just like that…squeeze down on my dick with your nice tight ass" Lukas crooned as he felt how Clive's tail hole clenched down around him with every spurt of his seed below. “You want it, don't you, bitch? You want my load again, right up your tight spotted asshole…" the horse snorted as his thrusts started to become erratic. Clive knew what was about to happen, he was going to take his second creampie. Sure enough, a moment later he felt a torrent of hot mess painting his guts white. Lukas had a lot to give it seemed, it damn near felt like someone had shoved a firehose up his ass and was just letting the faucet run. It didn't take long before Clive started to feel uncomfortably full; it almost felt like Lukas's cum was sloshing around inside him, as if he were some strange sort of water balloon.

“Take it…take all of it!" The horse snorted into Clive's ear as he ground his hips against the felines firm spotted rear, making sure not a drop of his seed was spilled. At least, not until he finally withdrew his softening cock from under the felines tail. Clive's now gaped asshole had no hope of containing all that mess, the pink spotted blue furred feline felt it almost gush out of him, covering his balls and inner thighs in the process.

“Want to go another round?" Dean asked curiously of Lukas, once he seemed to calm down a bit.

“Nah, I want to get editing that video ASAP. I think our bitch earned a break for today, let's leave him here to cleanup" Lukas replied as he gave Clive's behind a firm swat for good measure.

As Dean and Lukas got dressed, the chatted and joked as if they had just played a round of tennis instead of fucking Clive like a cheap whore. Clearly, he meant nothing to Lukas all this time, the horse was just keeping him close in the hope he would eventually get a chance with Kelly someday.

Clive lay motionless on the bed for a long moment after the two of them eventually left, reliving the day's events. His mind wouldn't stop spinning; he knew the first thing he needed to do was to get in touch with Lindsay and apologize. After that, maybe she could help him plot his revenge. Perhaps she could even offer some suggestions on how to save his relationship with Kelly, he doubted even her amazing understanding would be able to cope with the new information Lukas was about to spring on her, as he undoubtedly had already been laying the groundwork to split her and Clive apart. Right now, though, he really needed to find an icepack to sit on, his asshole was killing him.