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Cum leaked from the fox's tailhole, winking in the cool bar air as about a dozen eyes scanned him, watched him, each one wanting to take a piece of him, none of them brave enough to take it. His work clothes stained and barely hanging onto his body. Nearly everyone was naked or very indecently exposed. The many males that were around were busy pumping themselves or getting a blowjob from another patreon. Every female he could see was either bent over on the floor and being pinned against the wall. Dash had all but forgotten his troubles at the lab, now bathing in the afterglow of a vigorous fucking for all of the bar to see. The smoky smell that used to hang in the air was now replaced with an overwhelming smell of musk. His own cock, though recently orgasimed, was still at half mast from the sight, the smell, and the warmth of it all.

The drinks he had previously drowned out any pain his poor tailhole would be feeling from such a cherry popping anal penetration. He laid there on the ground for another second before trying to get up, shakily, cum still hanging off his muzzle and filling his nose with that shark's scent. As he reached his feet a strong hand immediately grabbed hold of his shoulder and spun him around with quite a force. In his dazed state his feet almost gave out but the mysterious fur held his waist, burying his muzzle into the warm, fuzzy chest of whoever his next lover. He pulled his head from the fur for a second and looked up, it was the doberman bartender. His ears flat with anger for some reason. His muzzle hung open, panting with hot air that smelt faintly of sausage, giving Dash the mental image of a very horny bratwurst. The dog walked forward, letting go of the fox's waist, herding him angrily, his mouth in an angry growl. Those sharp teeth, bared with intent of violence.

"You, FUCKING, peice of TRASH."

Dash shrunk, his shirt falling off his hunched shoulders, spilling to the floor. His ears folded back in fear and a sign of submission, his ethyl alcohol brain not knowing what else to do, falling back on million years of survival instinct. He slowly backed up as the dangerous dog came closer, and closer. Moving into him inch by inch.

"This place could get shut down now," the doberman continued, taking a step forward. Dash could only try to make himself smaller, clutching his hands into his stomach, his pants around his ankles, underwear following. A small drop of cum dripped down and the dangerous canine narrowed his eyes.

"This place is going to be MARKED now. You know that you ingrate?"

Dash could only lower his head, talking a few small steps back. He moved his eyes up and saw the rest of the joint stopping, staring, unable to look away.

"Come to Derek's Bar they'll say, non-stop fucking and low morals, wanna NSA? Go to Derek's, go to Derek's and before you know it the whores like you will be all over the place."

The doberman's slight muscles flex, pulsed with anger, Dash swore he could feel the heat and hatred radiating off of the inexplicably angry canine. His mind, still in an ocean of CH3CH2OH, could only give the response of a pitiful whimper. He took another step back only to find his back making an acquaintance with the wood wall behind him.

"I will NOT allow this in MY bar."

The dog slammed his hand down onto the wood next to the fox and brought his arm back, Dash shut his eyes, waiting for the fist of judgement to knock him unconscious. He let out a whimper and shook in fear. His heart thumped, one, twothree, four, fivesix, seven, eightnine.

No pain came, instead he felt a warm hand underneath his muzzle, only two fingers guiding his muzzle back to center and a slow up. He was confused until he could taste the sausage that doberman had for lunch on the tongue of the doberman, which was forcing it's way into his mouth. The barkeeper's tougne pinned his as he explored the fox's mouth. Dash tried returning the kiss. His organ wresting and intertwining with the dog's. After a long, hard french kiss the doberman pulled back and the vulpine found himself leaning into the pull away, letting go with a light smack of two separate lips parting.

"Thankfully," the doberman said, much calmer but still determined, "This isn't my bar and Derek is both in hawaii and a complete dickhead."

The whole bar cheered as the dog went back to the fox, his fingers under his chin and his other hand now taking the back of his head, pushing it towards his own. As their lips met the larger canine dipped him down, kissing him fully, tongue moving and his hand moving from chin to back, holding the fox as the dog swept him off his feet. Dash's ears perked up again as he felt a piping hot, turgid pillar of something pressing up against his stomach. The bar was once again filled with the sounds of a dozen furs desperately trying to get their rocks off. The borderline romantic 15 second long, dazzling, and mind softening kiss was juxtaposed nicely with the sounds of flesh slapping, female, male, manly, and femmy moans as furs penetrate and were penetrated. The wet sounds and the rising heat and musk all overpowered by the taste and smell of a horny doberman and his lunch.

The dog pulled away and looked into his eyes, He grinned.

"I'm gonna fuck you fox, and you're gonna love it."

He put the fox upright again, moved forward grabbing the Fox's ass, and lightly pushed his back to the wall, the barkeep's decent 6 inch cock rubbing against his own 4 incher. He blushed as the dog took both their cocks and started to rub them together.

"I'm gonna pin you to that wall, and you're gonna cry out with pleasure."

He stopped rubbing the cocks and moved his hands to the fox's thighs, cupping them.

"Then i'm gonna breed you."

Dash's eyes bulged out when the dog lifted his legs up, his only support now the dog's hands and the pressure between his back and the wall. His pants being kept on the ground by the foot of his partner, underwear now hanging off of his right foot. His tailhole was cold from the exposure, the sloppy cum still keeping his tailhole wet. Though that cold went away when he felt the fleshy heat of the doberman's tip pressed against his hole.

"Then, and only then can you fuck anyone else here."

With that statement he pushed in slowly. He may not have been as big as the deer but holy shit he was a bit thicker. This new angle made it his hole much more receptive, but the poor fox still gripped onto the dog's shoulder in slight pain of being penetrated. His fingernails gripping into his short fur. The dog huffed in pleasure as his first inch sunk into the fox. He rolled his hips forward, going a bit deeper. Dash cried out in pleasure as that tip his his prostate.

"God damn you're one fucking tight fox."

The dog rolled his hips more and more, never fully digging into the fox. merely content to work his thick cock in, bit by bit, short roll by short roll. His cock moving in and out like a lazy piston. Hard as a rock Dash blushed in pleasure as his cock rubbed up against the doberman's stomach.

"So fucking cute."

He looked up at his partner, who gave him a kiss, almost full, but was broken by the dog's next roll forward, his knot grazing the tailhole.

"Flavororful fuckable fronicating fuzzy fox"

He gave the vulpine another kiss before cupping his hands around Dash's ass, his legs above the canine's shoulders before winking and shoving his cock in. Dash gasped with surprise and the next thrust pounded into him. His hands wrapped around his head as his tailhole was punished. The dog's hips moving much much faster, constantly rolling to the tip and the shaft. Dash's mouth hung open with surprise and pleasure. His underwear fell off his foot as his body was racked up and down from the force of that knot trying to push into him. He tried to steady himself but the dog's thrusts made it impossible to stay focused. His whole world was the pleasure of his cock on stomach, his ass on cock, and the occasional kiss from his temporary lover.

His partner gasped and started to hump erratically. Dash could feel that cock getting hotter and hotter and hotter as his thrust became harder and harder and harder. He couldn't take it anymore and yelled.

"Breed me! Breed me! BREED ME!!!"

The dog grinned as the fox accepted his submissive position before growling loudly as seed shot out. The dog still humped, seed spilling out of his hole and out and onto the floor. A bit watery and fluid that before it poured out of him. A few spurts with the doberman still humping. He couldn't feel the seed beneath the ever present feel of cock plowing into him. After a minute the doberman stopped, his knot never breaking him.

The dog gave Dash a grin before he pulled out, sending little droplets of cum over the bar floor. The sighed and basked in the feeling of a gaping tailhole, unable to close. The dog gently lowered him to the ground resting his back onto the corner between wall and floor before letting go of the fox, letting his feet and legs fall to the side. A small pool of semen pooled around his fun, matting it. He panted, tongue hanging from the side. The dog smiled at the fox before giving him one last peck on the cheek.

"And here's the part where i feed you to the wolves"

The dog's words didn't register at first, it was only until the canine yelled out, "OK YOU FUCKS,

THIS SLUTTY FOX IS NOW OPEN FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO USE HIM!"

The fox looked around, most of the bar continued with their activites, fucking and slapping and sucking and cumming, though there was maybe only about ten furs left. However, two figures stepped forward. A towering horse and his equally big girlfriend. Her breasts weren't massive, at least for the horse's size, but damn on a fox they'd be ludicrous. She was naked, brown light fur accentuated her curves and slight stomach, her main in a variety of colored spots and her eyes a nice green. Her nether lips glistened and was slightly parted, hinting at just what she was up to before the dog's announcement. The male, holy fuck the male, he looked like he'd been working on a farm all of his 30 years of life. Muscled, tanned dark brown, white molted muzzle, arms filled with lean, hard muscle, but as with most horses his most obvious feature was his massive cock. It must have been at least a whole 12 inches long, and as wide as his former partner's knot. The fox just stared at the approaching couple. He looked to the dog and he just chuckled.

"Well, I guess i'm feeding you to the horses eh? good thing they're vegetarian."

The fox's mouth was left agape. The female scooped him up, she was easily 7 feet tall, lifting him with ease and slinging him over her shoulder with like one would a sack. Dash's face rested on the crest of her breast and she spoke to the male behind her.

"What do you think darlin'," she said in a slight southern accent, "Think you'll fit?"

The horse gripped his ass, spreading his cheeks apart with his large fingers. He exhaled hotly over the fox's tailhole, before punching his tongue into him. He panicked a bit before the female horse pet his head, "Shh shh shh, it's ok, you want this i can tell."

The fox calmed down as he felt a finger enter him easily, swishing around, feeling him out. The horse behind him spoke, surprisingly, with a scottish accent, "Ya, he'll do, lay em down there by the pillow."

Dash looked up as best he could and no less than 10 feet away was a now heavily stained pillow. The female laughed lightly before saying, "It's ok, you're gonna enjoy this."

His tail was in the air, held up by one of the horse's hands. He stuck a finger into his girlfriend and slicked her juices around his tailhole, lubing it for the..pounding Dash was about to take. He looked over to the doberman but he just gave Dash a wink and drank straight from a bottle of liquor as a male lizard cleaned off his cock.

His world zoomed past as his drunken mind tried to figure out where he was positioned. His back rested on the pillow, muzzle in the air and legs splayed out. The male horse lifted up his legs, putting them over his shoulders, but not pressing in just yet. He stared at the female, who was apparently in control. She spoke again

"Wait, I want to try something."

She walked right over Dash's head, her legs right next to Dash's ears. Her glistening snatch let down a single drop the splattered him across the nose, filling his scents with the female and her

arousal. Without look at the fox she squatted down, her slit inches away from his nose.

"Lick"

Dash nodded as he tentatively poked his tongue into the horse. She was different, less heavy in a way to the strong scent of the male. She was powerful, but more...graceful. Her slit bent down a bit as his tongue went further and further in, tasting her. She was hot and went inside, his tongue flew in with ease as his entire focus was in the warm, velvety world of female arousal. She sighed as the fox went to work on her, licking and prodding, eating her out. It took a lot to, him being so much smaller than her meant that her entire nether region was quite large for Dash, and while he could tell the female was enjoying herself, he knew that he wasn't giving her what she desired. Nevertheless he tried, drunkenly spraying his tongue all along her, tasting every inch he could. All along the inside, outside, and burying his muzzle into her with schoolboy enthusiasm. Her partner looked a bit bit annoyed, "This is what you wanted? You do this all the time!"

She smiled at him cunningly, "Oh no you see," She took the fox's muzzle and shut it with her hands. Dash retreated his tongue back into his mouth.

"THIS is what i wanted!"

With a flourish she sank herself onto Dash's muzzle. Her snatch swallows up his muzzle, forcing it shut with the powerful muscles of her femininity. Dash panicked as his air was cut off as she sank deeper. He scent overpowering everything as he shut his eyes and tried to focus on not drowning in her embrace. Her warm muscles gripping and squeezing and she yelled in please, actually managing to stretch herself a bit with the fox's face. Dash felt something warm against his tailhole. His eyes bugged at a huge pressure built behind him, trying to force itself into him. He looked up at the female above him, literally treating him like a toy. She shrugged and lifted herself up for a second. Dash gasped for air and then was left making an O with his muzzle and the horse pushed harder, trying to force his flared head into him.

He was about to protest when the girl took his muzzle and tried to close it. He resisted for a second before her hands overpowered his jaws and forced them shut once more. She pushed herself into Dash once more, the poor fox was barely able to get out another breath before everything turned into wetness, female musk, and anal pain. The horse gave one quick, violent jerk, popping his head in. Dash tried to yell out but his opening of his mouth only caused the girl about him to scream out in pleasure as she tried to ride his muzzle, no long squatting over the fox she was know on her knees, lifting herself up and down. Dash tried to get the girl off with his hand but the horse's next shove pushed all strength out of him as that pillar of meat pushed even further into him, creating a small bulge in his stomach. He squirmed in protest which only served to drive the cock deeper into him. Not even halfway in the horse bucked again, trying to get that huge column into the fox. The girl lifted off again for a second, give dash a slight breath before shoving herself back down into him. His nose hitting her cervix.

"Oh god I can feel him DEEEEEEEEP!!"

She screamed as Dash felt muscle contraction after muscle contraction rippled throughout his muzzle, knowing he caused an orgasim. He could barely register it as that horse destroying his rear pushed in further, nearing nine inches of cock. Each vicious buck forcing his cock deeper and deeper into Dash. The pain of the stretching was ebbed from the alcohol so all Dash could feel was just how absolutely full he was. The horse took Dash's hips, and forced them to him, bucking at the same time. That final buck gave the fox a feeling on his balls, the presence of another touching him. Dash groaned with pleasure and pain as the horse above him continued to ride him, lifting herself out every minute or so to let him breath. The horse working on his behind paused for a second before pulling out once more about half way, before pushing in another quarter. He worked his cock until the edges of his flare could be felt and Dash felt wonderfully empty until the horse took a bottle and spread lube all over the 11 inches of cock the hung out of the fox. He winked at the fox before shoving himself in. Dash thankfully was catching breath, he gasped loudly and his cock twitched. He shut it as he felt the horse's cunt encapsulated his nose once more. He whimpered as the horse began to pick up pace. His cock sliding in and out as lube matted the fur on his tail with lube droplets. He sat laid there, both penetrating and being penetrated. His stomach bulging slightly with the size of his cock going in and out, he could feel his body protesting, but it was so numbed he laid there and took it, cock twitching with pleasure as the horse thrusted into him faster and faster, nearing jackhammer speed. The female came again, leaving him air deprived for at least a full 2 minutes, femcum dribbling down his neck.

The horse started snorting, huffing, his thrusts getting more and more erratic. The female above him lifted herself off, leaving Dash panting as that pillar tried to rip him to shreds. She leant down and said, "I almost feel sorry for you here."

Dash didn't even have the time to look quizzically, with a whinney and a deep thrust inside he came, hard. Unlike before this horse came thick, creamy cum that went everywhere. It quickly filled him, the first three bursts, merely a half second between each pump, filled him up, creating a small bulge of cum in him, but the horse kept going, pulling out halfway before thrusting in once more he came another three, this time the cum spilt the the floor. staining the floor white. The cum was thick and it was heavily ladened with musk. The third out and thrust in left Dash feeling too full, almost like he would burst. The horse came another few strands in him, this time pushing himself in to cork the fox, his bulge grew slightly and the alcohol could dull the pain of this stretching only so much. He groaned in uncomfortable pain, not believing the sheer volume of cum that was flooding him. The horse pulled out at last, spraying his seed all across the fox. His cock spurted and jutted in every angle, hitting the fox in the face, his chest, his legs, stomach, genitals which was dribbling his own cum. He was covered in horse semen, the last small spurt hit the space between his legs before his dropping cock could only dribble a small trail out. His tailhole gaped largely, leaving a small stream of cum that flowed down quickly to a trickle, creating a pool around his heavily used ass. He laid there, a product of heavy use, nearly abuse, feeling drained as he passed out from the intense night he had. Sleep coming for him as he closed his eyes, smiling.