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In a small park in the middle of a college town, Simon Redmund walks around the makeshift tables and booths of the traders. The first thing the human notices is the rare anthro species. Hamster, rat, mouse, mole, gopher, armadillo, etc. The species most people associate with vermin.

Simon remembers his history lesson. A collective of burrowing Anthros rejected humans and the rest of the surface dwellers due to persecution and formed their own society underground. Due to the uncooperative nature of the burrowers, not much is known about their cities.

Simon sees the nine banded armadillo, named Frank, that he has been getting friendly with. Frank waves over the table of minerals and metal samples and says, "Human! Good to see you again. Would you be interested in fluorite? Very rare sample!" Frank points to a pretty purple mineral. It is hard to not roll his eyes at the tourist souvenir junk the armadillo is selling. Anything actually valuable would be sold through more official channels.

The human's eyes roam the table before landing on the armadillo himself. Simon admires the armadillo's nude body. Like all the other burrowers at the market, Frank wears only protective equipment. Fingerless gloves and goggles ready to be pulled down to protect his eyes. Simon appreciates the utilitarianist fashion of the burrowers and glances down at Frank's balls barely visible under the thick coat of belly fur.

Simon says, "I would love to see where these come from." Frank looks around and then says, "No no no. Humans would not be allowed back home." Simon pulls out a thousand dollars from his wallet and waves it in front of the armadillo. The armadillo points a clawed finger under the table and loudly says, "I think I have just what you're looking for under here."

The armadillo pulls up the tablecloth and sticks his head under the table. Simon gets down on one knee and looks under the table. There are various empty containers under the table and the armadillo holds his hand out for the money. Simon suspiciously hands the money to Frank and the armadillo pushes a medium sized box forward.

Simon opens the box to find gloves, boots, a utility belt, a mining helmet with goggles, and a respirator. Opening a bag in the box, Simon finds the passport of a naked mole rat. Frank drops the salesman act and whispers, "Here's the plan to get you through the checkpoint. Shave your body and put on the equipment. You will look just like my sister's boyfriend Carl. He works for me sometimes but doesn't come up to the surface often enough to be recognized at the checkpoint. No one will give you a second glance if you are wearing a backpack and holding boxes in front of you."

Simon glances into the box and already knows the answers as he asks, "What kind of pants should I wear." Frank grins and says, "No pants. You want to get into the city and I don't want to risk any suspicion at the checkpoint. The naked mole rat will be very naked indeed." Simon is sheepish about the public nudity part of the plan but figures it's his only shot at getting down below.

Frank pulls the box back and says, "I will hang on to this. Meet me back here at sunset and I will help you become a molerat." Simon nods and heads home to get himself ready.

The shaving is pretty easy and Simon manages to not cut himself too many times. Feeling his smooth butt, Simon likes the feeling. Simon poses in front of the mirror and stares at the enhanced definition. He didn't figure himself that well-built but body shaving made him look good. Simon wonders if the plan would work if he didn't have such pale caucasian skin. He holds his hand up to cover his reflection's face and says, "I could pass for a molerat."

The preparations are made and Simon shows up at the agreed time. Frank says something to a naked mole rat and starts finishing packing up his wares. Simon eyes the molerat's muscular body. Life digging underground shaped the body for peak male performance. He never really paid attention to how human one actually looks. The molerat is actually very attractive if you didn't look at his whiskers and buck teeth sticking out of the helmet.

Boots and gloves cover the clawed hands and feet. Tinted goggles hide the beady eyes and the mining helmet covers the nubby ears.

The mole rat approaches Simon and says, "I paid Frank good money to fuck a human. Take off those stupid coverings." Simon's eyes bulge when the molerat starts stroking its penis.

Frank says from his table, "Furg, surface dwellers already don't like us walking around the way nature intended. Take him somewhere more private to enjoy him." Frank points to the restrooms and says with a wink, "Make sure that pervert human stinks just like a mole rat when you're done with him." Simon realizes this is all part of Frank's plan but wishes the armadillo wouldn't have sprung it on him.

The naked mole rat named Furg guides Simon to a stall and starts pulling at the human's T-shirt and sweatpants. Simon knew he was going to be naked, so he wore something light with some flipflops. Simon takes off his clothes and hangs them on the hook on the back of the door. It feels exciting to Simon to be naked like the anthros that go that way without any shame.

Ferg takes off his leather gloves and tucks them into a pouch. It is hard to tell where Furg is looking behind the tinted goggles. Furg hefts the human's balls playfully with a clawed hand and says, "Only way a human would ever let me touch them is for money. You must be pretty desperate." Simon says, "I have my reasons."

The molerat excitedly rubs his body against the naked human and pokes his face against the human's armpits. Simon can't help but giggle as the whiskers tickle his body. The unwashed molerat's musk is strong and Simon figures he should help rub the scent disguise into himself. Simon hugs back and touches the Molerat gently.

Furg grips Simon's penis and rubs his own against it. The two sexual organs aren't too different and Furg really works up a frenzy masturbating together. Despite his initial revulsion, Simon starts to enjoy the manipulation.

Furg is ready to take things further and orders Simon, "Bend over the toilet like a good little sub." Simon follows the order only because it means he won't have to look at the molerat anymore. Furg pulls out lube from a pouch and slathers it on his rat cock. Without much more foreplay, Furg presses his smallish cock into Simon's butt.

Despite his forceful orders, the molerat is gentle with Simon and waits a few moments for the human to adjust before pulling back. Furg really hugs himself against Simon's back as he gives long slow thrusts. Simon has to give the molerat credit for taking his time. Furg's hands slowly explore every part of Simon's body, from his shoulders to his pectorals, down his hips and to massage his butt.

The pace quickens and Simon thrusts back against the smallish cock inside him. The thrill of fucking a human causes Furg to let out loud moans of pleasure. It doesn't take much more before the molerat reaches his climax. Simon's eyes go wide as he feels the molerat pull out and shoot jizz on his butt.

It makes Simon feel extremely used, standing naked in a public restroom stall covered in molerat cum. Furg pinches Simon's butt and says, "You were great. Maybe we can do this again sometime?" Simon looks back at the molerat's large buck teeth and says, "Yeah maybe."

Furg opens the stall door to reveal Frank leaning on the sink smiling at them. Furg pulls back on his gloves and nods to Frank as he leaves. Frank exclaims, "You really do want to go down, don't you?" Simon says, "You should have mentioned how you planned on hiding my human scent."

Frank leans forward to sniff Simon and says, "I see the way you always look at my dick. I figured you would either enjoy it or I would get a good laugh." Frank pulls the mining helmet out of the box and says, "Wipe the cum off your tailend and put this stuff on." Simon has a bit of embarrassment as the armadillo watches him wipe the drying cum off himself with a wad of toilet paper.

The helmet and goggles fit well enough. Simon flips the switch to fold the tinted lens up to the brim of the helmet. With the large molerat respirator in place over his mouth it changes the shape of his head to more of a molerat muzzle. Frank snaps the mask in place to the sides of the helmet. The pieces of the modular helmet set fit together well enough to hide Simon's entire head.

Simon turns his head to look in the mirror and is pretty surprised he looks just like the molerat he fucked. The sides of the helmet have Carl Viamat written on it to help confirm his identity. Simon puts on the leather gloves, boots, and utility belt to complete the look. A large empty pouch on the back of the belt hangs down to do a decent job of hiding his lack of a nub tail.

Frank takes off his backpack and straps it on Simon. The bag is heavy and Simon says, "What do you carry in here, rocks? Oh wait…" With a grin, Frank flexes his arm and pats the thick gray skin. Frank starts walking out the door and says, "Carry that box in front of you. It will be light enough for a weakling like you."

Dusk has fallen on the park and Simon is relieved that the customers are gone and most of the merchants are too busy securing their merchandise to pay attention to them. Simon's body feels warm with embarrassment that someone is going to recognize him as a human. They get to a large concrete hole in the side of a hill and start walking down the ramp.

Simon looks around at all the anthros standing around chatting about their visit to the surface. Frank weaves a path around the crowd and Simon stays right on his tail. Simon says, "Wait, I left my clothes in the restroom stall!" Frank looks back with annoyance and says, "You don't need them."

Of course, Frank is right. The underground has a stable temperature year round that doesn't fluctuate. That is the main reason utilitarian nudism is the dominant fashion. Simon sighs when he realizes he is now forced to be a nudist his entire visit.

The light bulbs are dim and spaced far apart as the duo make their way further in. Simon says, "It's getting hard to see." Without looking back, Frank lifts his armadillo tail and places it in Simon's hand. Simon grips the tail tip while holding the box with both hands.

It sends tingles through Simon every time they brush by someone. The fur against his naked body tickles him in a pleasing way.

They pass through a very large and thick vault door. A well-lit sign says, 'No humans allowed.' This is as far as most outsiders are allowed. Just inside the door is the checkpoint. A ferret in military gear, minus the fatigues, stands on a platform looking over the lines of people walking in. Simon wonders if the ferret knows he looks adorable with his silenced P90 submachine gun. Simon keeps his head down and tries to focus on Frank's tail in his hand pulling him along.

A tiger waits in line, nervously looking over a stack of paperwork hoping everything is filled out correctly. Simon feels very naked as they pass by the fully dressed tiger.

Frank looks over the guards of the checkpoint and gets in the citizens line manned by a fellow armadillo. Frank reaches up to flip down Simon's tinted lenses, making it even harder for Simon to see.

When they make it to the desk, Frank hands over their papers and tries to make small talk, "Hey Steward, it was a good day today. I made over a thousand bucks selling worthless rocks to gullible tourists." Steward gives a chuckle and says, "I'm in the wrong business."

The armadillo glances at the passports and then their papers. The armadillo spreads the papers out on the desk and says, "Frank, I only see your day pass here. Where is Carl's?" Franks says, "Stewart, you know how it is. Naive kid has only been topside with me a few times. Doesn't understand the concept of wind gusts and he lost it."

The bureaucrat mistakes Simon's fidgeting body language as embarrassment. Steward holds his paw out towards Simon and says, "Sorry kid, it's a $50 toll to get back in without it." Frank lays it on thick and says, "Cut him some slack. He almost died from his pollen allergy when he took off his mask at lunch and now you want to take away all his pocket money?" Steward says, "You did pretty well today. Sounds like you can afford to pay for your assistant's fuck up."

Frank scratches the thick head armor between his ears and gripes, "Salt and sediment. Me and my big mouth. I suppose I would never hear the end of it from my sister if I left her boyfriend to spend the night outside." Frank fishes around in a pouch and mutters, "I'm glad I don't let him hold any of the money." Frank pays Steward and they get waved on.

Relief washes over Simon that they made it through. The crowds thin out as people get on elevators. Simon flips up his lenses and looks at their choices. There is a door marked, stairs 1.5 Kilometer, and four elevators of various makes and luxury.

The tiger Simon saw earlier, steps up beside them and looks over the elevator choices. He holds his luxury pass and flashes it to the attendant. The tiger gets into the clean and well lit elevator and takes a seat.

Frank holds up two budget elevator passes and says, "One elevator ride and you'll be into the city. It's beyond me why you want to see it so badly." When the elevator arrives, Frank walks into the dark, dirty looking box, pulling Simon in behind him.

Regrets circle around inside Simon. He thinks about how if he wasn't born as a human he could visit the underground like the tiger.

Frank takes the backpack from Simon and sets it in his lap as they both sit on a tall bench at the back of the elevator. Through the ill fitting respirator, Simon smells the musk of those around him. A large gray rat sits beside Simon and slides up against him to make room for a friend.

The fur tickles Simon's bare side. He doesn't have anywhere to go with the box on his lap and pressed against Frank. Frank rests his arm around Simon's shoulder and says, "There there, Carl. The elevator isn't that scary." The rat beside him strokes a gloved paw on Simon's forearm and says, "It beats the stairs. Besides, this elevator hasn't broken down in months."

With a creak, the elevator starts. Simon watches the layer of rock quickly block the light from the windows. The elevator is very dark and Simon doesn't want to draw attention to himself by turning on his helmet light. He assumes no one else turns on their lights because they can see much better in the dark anyway.

Simon suddenly feels something around his ankle. It's a long tail that grips his bare calf just above his boot. The rat beside him holds Simon's hand and says, "We'll help each other make it through the journey."

Simon feels Frank pull him closer and whisper in his helmet's hearing slots, "Let me hold that box for you." The box disappears from his lap and Simon feels a different person's hand caressing his leg. The thrill of being naked and molested in the dark causes Simon to get an erection.

The mystery hand strokes his freshly shaved leg without any real objective. Simon reaches out with his one free hand and touches the mystery hand. He feels the arm and slides his gloved hand up the arm. Simon squeezes the anthro's belly in front of him. A third person's hand snakes out of the crowd and wraps around Simon's erection to quickly squeeze it. Simon moans and the hand lets go with a quiet giggle. The dark elevator starts slowing down and the anthros inside shuffle around to pick up their bags.

Simon feels a wave of embarrassment as the door opens and a light shines on his naked body. Frank looks at the boner in Simon's lap and says, "Carl, you should really save that for your girlfriend." A few anthros chuckle as they glance at the pretend molerat. Simon reaches for the box to cover himself and Franks says, "No. Wear it proudly as we walk." Frank hands the backpack back to Simon and the human quickly puts it on to help hide his lack of a nub tail.

A few more anthros give Simon's erect cock a knowing smirk as they file out. They all assume this molerat has a weird looking cock. Simon is left wondering which were the ones touching him. Frank slides his hand down Simon's backpack and pushes the human in front of him. Simon has no choice but to let his cock lead him out of the elevator.

The anthros waiting to get on the elevator don't really pay much mind to a molerat being lewd in public. Frank holds the box under his arm and points to a row of paper maps on the wall.

Simon is amazed by the amount of tunnels and rooms marked on the map. Closest to the elevators is the shopping district. Hundreds of business cards and flyers for restaurants, shops, and services surround the maps.

Frank lets the human study the complicated maps for a few minutes. The city is the equivalent of stacking a dozen different towns on top of each other. You could get anywhere within the city within a few minutes walk if you knew what tunnels to take.

Simon sees the tiger sitting alone on a bench looking around wildly at the crowd of nude anthros and gives him a wide berth. Conversely, Frank sees the conspicuously overdressed tiger and goes over to see if he can help the feline while Simon is wasting time studying the maps.

Simon is too far away to hear what they are talking about. Frank introduces himself and talks with the tiger. Frank repeats the tiger's name, "James Diarmid? I'm guessing you're related to that tiger that runs the Indian restaurant?" James exclaims, "Yeah, that's my uncle! I'm staying with him for a week." Frank smiles and asks, "Why are you so nervous?" James lays back his ears and says, "My Uncle said he would meet me here by the elevators but he's not here and there are just so many naked strangers everywhere." Frank hefts his balls and says, "Yep that's our custom."

James looks around and says, "Does my uncle really go naked down here too?" Frank answers, "Nothing but his apron. I bet you have just as pretty stripes on your back too." James frowns back and says, "I don't know if I could do it."

Frank pulls at the tigers sleeve and says, "It must already be a bit stuffy for you in all those clothes, so just take them off and get it over with." James looks around and says, "People will stare at me!" Frank rebuttals, "Your uncle is the only other tiger I've ever seen down here. People will stare at you regardless of what you are or are not wearing. Might as well be comfortable in your own fur."

The tiger sees Simon studying the map and says, "I should be thankful I have such a nice fur coat. I know I shouldn't say this, but those molerats look so… ugly." Frank laughs and says, "Oh Carl over there? As far as molerats go, he's pretty below average. He could almost be mistaken for a human if you squint." James studies the naked pale skinned creature in the dim light.

James says, "Well, if he can do it." The tiger unbuttons the collar of his shirt and pulls it over his head. He stuffs it in his bag and then stands up to drop his pants and underwear. The tiger quickly stuffs the clothes in his bag and sits down with it in his lap. James looks around and people are still giving him the same amount of curious glances as they walk by. James' fur stands up and he asks, "You all just let your balls flop around and don't really care?" Frank answers, "Yeah, I tried wearing pants once and didn't like the way they rubbed against me."

Just in time, Mr Diarmid comes walking down the corridor wearing only his stripes.

Frank waves and says, "Hey over here!" James feels a slight embarrassment watching his naked uncle saunter up to them. Mr Diarmid says, "James! Good to see you. You haven't been waiting long have you?" James has just grown used to seeing strangers naked and has never seen his uncle without clothes on before. His eyes wander around the corridor as he tries not to stare at his uncle's creamy white tiger balls. James answers, "No."

Frank stands up and holds out his hand for a shake, "Frank Claye, I was just having a chat with your nephew about the fashion around here." The tiger shakes the offered hand and says, "Henith Diarmid." Frank leans closer and really inhales the lingering food fragrance trapped on the tiger's fur.

Henith looks over his nephew's beautiful orange and white fur with black stripes and says, "With such natural beauty. It feels like a fashion crime when I get dressed to go to the surface." Frank rubs his fingerless gloved hand through Henith's muscular furry chest and says, "This truly is the way nature intended us to be." Henith rubs a hand through Frank's pudgy belly hair and replies, "Indeed." James gawks at the physical contact.

With a wave, Frank turns away and says, "Come along Carl. Dinner is waiting at home." Simon follows after the armadillo. Simon asks, "What was that all about?" Frank shrugs and says, "I enjoy meeting new people."

Frank acts as a tour guide and points to tunnel junctions they pass to say vague things about where they lead. Simon tries to line up where they are with the map he studied. They pass through several open bulkhead doors along the way. They walk up a wide spiral ramp and get to a doorstep marked Claye Family. Frank says, "Welcome to my home."

The door opens to an unexpected entrance way. The walls have wood paneling and there are shelves filled with rows of shoes, helmets, bags, gloves, belts, more bags, and equipment. Frank pulls off his open toed work boots and says, "Leave Carl's stuff by the door and come meet my family."

Simon really wishes he hadn't forgotten his clothes in the restroom. Wearing shoes, gloves, a utility belt, and helmet made him feel less naked. Simon places the items in an empty space on the shelves and follows the armadillo into a large living room. Sitting on couches are four adult nine banded armadillos, a red parrot, and a molerat.

Frank says, "Everyone, meet Simon the Human!" There are gasps as they turn to see a naked human. Frank pulls out the $1000 from a belt pouch and says, "He paid good money to stay with us for a few days and see the sights."

A female armadillo holds her hand out and says, "I'll be taking our cut." Frank hands her two hundred dollars and says with annoyance, "Simon, this is my youngest sister Milly and her *current* boyfriend, Carl." Carl says, "I can't believe you got him down here." Simon looks over Carl's tattooed arms and says, "Pleasure to meet you both." Carl's eyes are drawn to the uncircumcised human penis that doesn't look too different from his own.

Frank points at a little non-anthro siamese cat sleeping on the arm of the couch and says, "That's Milly's pet. Boomboom." The cat hears her name and looks up at Frank to give a quiet yawn.

Frank points to the two older Armadillos and says, "That's our Mom and Dad, Gideon and Rebecca Claye." Simon nods to them and Gideon asks, "How do you like it down here so far?" Simon looks around the wood paneled room and says, "I assumed it would be a lot less familiar." Gideon smiles and says, "We might live underground but we are still normal people."

Frank points to the last armadillo and says, "That's my older sister Jessica's husband John Plank." John gives a terse smile and says, "Simon, good to have you join us."

Frank points to the bright red out of place parrot and says, "That's my husband Linus. He runs a very successful IT business." Linus waves it off and says, "I just flip stuff off and on and spout tech mumbo jumbo." Simon shakes the wingless bird's leathery hand and notices the longer rainbow colored feathers going up the arm. Simon's eyes glance at the bird's flat crotch hiding a cloaca.

Frank gives his husband a long hug and Simon can't help notice the armadillo's hand giving the bird's butt a big squeeze.

With a sniff of his nose in the air, Frank states, "Smells good. How much longer until dinner?" Out from the kitchen comes a female armadillo wearing nothing but an apron. Frank says, "Jessica, meet our new friend Simon." Jessica eyes the naked human and says, "When the police kick down our door, I'm going to pawn all your video games to pay for our fines and legal fees." Frank elbows Simon and says, "What a sense of humor she has."

Jessica hooks her clawed thumb over her shoulder and says, "Dinner is ready." Everyone gets up from watching TV and files into a very nice dining room. Linus puts an arm around Frank and holds him back for a second.

The parrot whispers, "I'm nervous. What if you get caught?" Frank says, "I have this under control. I'll only take him around the deserted tunnels on the outskirts." If Linus' beak could frown it would. Frank kisses his husband on the side of the beak and says, "I'll take you shopping and buy you something real nice after this is over."

At a rustic dining table made from a solid slab of wood, Simon looks over the spread of normal enough looking foods. The family pass around the bowls of food and Simon ends up with a baked potato, carrots, and a slice of pork roast on his plate.

Jessica tries to start a conversation, "Simon, what interests you about the underground?" Simon finishes a bite of carrots and answers, "Well the videos and pictures don't convey the scope very well and I wanted to come see for myself what lurks underneath my town." John says with spite, "Interesting choice of words. Lurks. Makes us seem less savory. Lurking around. Digging our way up into your backyards. Do they still jump to blame every missing child on us?" Simon thinks for a second and says, "No."

Frank tries to change the subject and says, "I'm taking him spelunking in the family prospecting claim tomorrow. There are still some valuable minerals in there if you know where to look." Rebecca says, "Frank darling, do be careful in there." Frank smiles at his mom and says, "I always am."

Frank asks Linus, "Do you want to come too?" Linus shakes his head and says, "I have work to do. Maybe I could stop by the claim to bring you guys lunch?" Frank leans over to kiss Linus and says, "I'd really like that." Simon thinks it's weird how often Frank keeps kissing his husband's beak.

Simon enjoys the food and quietly eats as Rebecca recounts the fortunes that her father found in the claim. Simon listens attentively as he enjoys his dinner.

After dinner, Frank looks at Simon and says, "It's been a long day at the surface. How about us boys all take a relaxing bath together?" Taking a bath is the least awkward after dinner activity to do naked, so Simon casually answers, "Sure."

Linus sees how quickly Simon agrees and says, "Count me in." Carl doesn't want Frank and Linus to have all the fun with the human and says, "Milly doesn't care for my musk, so I need one too." Milly gives Carl a look and then rolls her eyes.

Jessica says to her husband, "John, you've been so stressed about our finances. With our cut of Frank's illegal venture, I think you deserve to relax with the boys." John looks at his wife and asks, "You'll let me?" Jessica smiles and nods. Suddenly, Simon has a feeling they are talking about something more than just taking a bath together.

Gideon looks at his son with a knowing smile and says, "You boys have fun without me. Your mother and I are going to turn in early." Frank leads the way to the bathroom.

Simon is impressed by the large and very Japanese bathhouse style room. Frank says, "Grandpa might have gone a bit overboard constructing the bathing room of our house." Linus says, "Nicer bathhouse than the public ones." Simon looks at the tiles made of various rare stones.

Carl says, "Sometimes, it's fun sharing a pay shower. Getting all soaped up with a dozen guys, pushing and shoving to share the one shower head." Simon feels a stirring in his penis at the idea.

Carl hugs Simon from behind and says, "Let's not beat around the bush. You reek of male molerat. You fucked one today?" Simon feels horny as Carl's cock rubs around on his butt.

Frank says, "I took the precaution of covering his human smell. Simon didn't even object to doing it either. I made Ferg pay $50 and used it to cover the toll." Carl lets out a laugh and then rubs his hand down Simon's shaved abdominal to rest on the human's crotch.

John leans forward to sniff at Simon and says, "I thought that's just how hairless creatures stink." Linus taps his beak and says, "Only a molerat could tell the difference. Admit that you let Ferg fuck him just for your own kinks." Frank smiles and says, "It was kind of hot to watch." Simon burns with embarrassment and asks, 'You watched?" Frank shrugs and says, "I saw enough from the crack between the stall door."

Carl grips Simon's growing erection and says, "Four of us and only one human. Who gets to go first?" Simon's butt clenches at the thought of an orgy with two armadillos, a parrot, and a molerat."

John steps closer to Simon and says, "I call first dibs. I deserve a little stress relief from having to always be the responsible one in this family." Linus objects, "Frank is responsible!" John shoots back, "Playing video games and selling rocks to tourists is hardly responsible." Frank says, "It's called being self-employed and making my own hours." John pulls Carl's hands away from the human's crotch and says, "And you are unemployed." Carl says, "I get by with my hustling skills. Didn't you see I made an easy $200 today?"

John rolls his head and says, "I don't understand what Millie sees in you." Carl points to his semi erect penis and says, "I know she's using me for my body. We can fuck all she wants and not have to worry about getting pregnant." John sarcastically says, "So romantic."

John steps close to Simon and grabs two handfuls of butt. The armadillo's fluffy chest hair tickles Simon's chest. The human looks between John then Frank and asks, "Aren't you both married. How does this work?" John says, "As long as there is no kissing involved, my wife gives me permission to fuck Frank and Linus all the time." Frank smugly adds, "Sometimes you're the one getting fucked." John cuts his eyes at Frank. Carl impatiently says, "I want my turn. Get on with it."

Pushing the human down to his knees, John says, "I heard humans have the best mouths with those soft lips. Let's start off my first time with a human with a blowjob." Simon parts the crotch fur in excitement to find the armadillo's penis.

Simon eagerly places the tip of the sheath in his mouth and pokes his tongue in. John pets his hand through the short hair on Simon's head. Simon doesn't mind the musky taste as he licks and coaxes the armadillo's cock out. John moans at the dexterous tongue that puts Frank and Linus to shame.

Linus watches and sadly says, "I wish I could give blowjobs that easily." Frank hugs his husband and says, "Everyone has their limitations." Linus hugs back and whispers in Frank's ear. Frank replies, "We have all week to try new things with him if you want."

Simon fantasizes about how many times he will get to sexually pleasure the anthros. The thought of spending the week as a naked sex slave sends a tickle of pleasure through his body.

Frank sits on a stool and starts abrading his thick skin with a brush. Linus sits behind him and helps. Carl looks between the human on John's crotch and Frank washing up. Carl settles for leaning against the wall slowly massaging his erect cock.

John looks down at Simon and says, "I don't mind if you spit afterwards." Carl asks, "Now who's being unromantic?" John answers, "It's good to be upfront with expectations." Simon pumps his head on the armadillo cock and John gives occasional grunts of pleasure. The fur around the sheath presses into Simon's face.

The thrill of being naked and the center of attention of a group of anthros is quite exhilarating for Simon. He reaches up to massage the balls. John lets out a grunt and says, "Oh yeah. I'm cumming!" Simon feels the seed pool in the back of his mouth and he swallows it.

Pulling off the armadillo's cock slowly, Simon glances around with a slight feeling of embarrassment. He never considered it a possibility that he would spend his entire trip underground sexually pleasuring a group of men.

John gives Simon's cheeks a pet and he says, "Thank you." Simon doesn't know what to say so he just says, "You're welcome." Carl is eager and spreads lube on his cock.

Without waiting for Simon to recover from his first sexual encounter, Carl pushes the kneeling human on his hands and knees. Using his finger, Carl penetrates the human to get him ready. Simon grunts as he is roughly fingered.

It only takes a few thrusts of his finger before Carl impatiently replaces it with his cock. Simon grunts in pleasure as the molerat grips his hips and slaps his crotch against him. The quick slapping noise fills the room. Frank and Linus stare in disgusted fascination at the molerat's crude impersonal demeanor.

Carl rants, "Oh yeah. You came down here just to be a dirty little slut for the vermin. What would your family think of you degrading yourself like this? A high and mighty human getting sodomized by a molerat." Simon starts to feel an uncomfortable pleasure at being insulted while fucked. John pretends to ignore Carl as he sits down on a stool to scrub his skin. Linus helpfully moves over to wash John the same way he did his husband.

The pleasurable feelings wash over Simon's body as he starts to thrust back like a wild animal. Carl runs a hand through Simon's short hair and then grabs an ear to pull the human's head back. Simon's butthole clenches and Carl lets out a grunt as he reaches his quick climax.

Spurts of cum fill Simon's butt. The human breathes deeply to recover from the vigorous fucking he took. Carl quickly slides himself out and slaps Simon's ass hard. Simon's erection bounces around under him wanting more. Carl says, "Velvety soft on the inside just like a female."

Carl grabs a sprayer and starts washing his cock off. Frank's armadillo tail drags across the floor in excitement. Frank cautiously asks, "Simon, are you still up for more fun?" Simon crawls across the floor to look up at the armadillo sitting on a stool and can feel a trail of cum leak down his butt. Simon is open to whatever the armadillo wants to do to him. Frank parts the long fur on his crotch and says, "Just suckle on my cock for a while." Simon dives forward to force the smallish penis into his mouth.

Stroking his hands through Simon's hair, Frank enjoys the strange feeling of the human tongue circling around the tip of his cock. Linus abandons helping wash John and makes his way behind Simon. Frank asks, "Did you want to share this experience with me?" Linus quickly answers, "Yes."

Getting behind the human, Linus inspects what he has to work with. He decides that a butt hole is the same on a human as it is an armadillo and lines himself up. The parrot's cock slides into the used hole easily and Simon grunts in pleasure as the very differently shaped bird penis slides around inside him. Simon surrenders himself to the situation and focuses on the pleasurable feelings of two cocks pumping into him at both ends.

John steps up behind Frank to watch the human. John idly puts his hands on Frank's armored shoulders and just watches the human on the floor getting double teamed.

Before Simon knows it, Frank reaches his climax. The armadillo holds Simon's head in place and groans with pleasure. Simon swallows the seed down like the good cumdumpster he has become. Simon releases Frank's cock from his mouth and pants to catch his breath.

Linus squawks a few times and thrusts hard into the well lubed human butthole. Frank smiles at his husband and says, "That's a good little birdie. Let it all out." Linus rubs his rough hands on Simon's hips and lets out quiet chirping noises.

A few moments pass before Linus slowly pulls out of the human. Simon's butthole feels loose after taking three cocks in one day. Simon looks up at Frank and John with a grin. Linus remarks, "It's so different not having a tail getting in the way." Linus rubs his finger on the cleft at the top of Simon's butt where anthros have their tails.

Carl arcs the stream of a sprayer over Simon's back and says, "He's starting to sweat and stink like a human." Simon sniffs his armpit and realizes how hot and sweaty he has become performing such vigorous sex. Frank says, "He hasn't gotten off yet." John volunteers, "Well I caught a second wind, if either of you two are too tired to help him out?" Frank smiles and says, "Have at him then."

John takes the lube bottle Carl used and holds it out to Simon. John walks over to a low wall beside the showers and leans over it. He hikes his tail up and says, "It's only fair." Simon stares at the tailhole and quickly stands up. His erect cock leads the way over to John.

Simon feels a deep yearning for sexual release. He squirts the lube on his finger and presses it to the armadillo's tailhole. The orifice quickly accepts the intruder and Simon slowly works it around to make sure it is prepared. Simon pulls his finger out and wraps his hand around the thick tail to hold it up. The slippery feeling of his well used butt having cum leaking down his legs is hard to ignore as Simon presses his cock to the tailhole.

Everyone watches as John lets out a quiet groan and enjoys the penetration. Simon starts thrusting at a good pace and can already tell he won't last long from all the build up to this. John makes happy noises and thrusts back, unashamed to enjoy bottoming in front of Frank, Linus, and Carl.

Linus and Frank step into the bathing pool to soak. Linus' feathered body looks very scrawny when wet in contrast to Frank's chubbiness. Frank hugs him close as they sink down to let just their heads poke out from the tub. Carl uses a loofah to spread body wash over himself. The white suds contrast against the black tattoos on his arms.

The warm armadillo tailhole grips and squeezes at Simon's cock in a way he has never experienced before. John's tail slaps against Simon's chest as the human changes his grip to the hips. The thrusts get slower as Simon reaches his peak and blasts his load deep within. John looks back with a grin as Simon pants in exhaustion.

Simon looks around at his audience and says, "I should get myself cleaned up." Simon lets his cock slide out of John and joins Carl at the shower. Carl finishes rinsing himself off and says, "I'll see you round." Carl grabs a towel and quickly dries himself off before exiting the bathing room.

Figuring that the body wash works just as well on a human, Simon uses it to scrub his sweaty body. John rinses off his lube cover tailhole and climbs into the large bathtub with Linus and Frank. John sits touching Frank and lays his head on the armadillo's armored shoulder.

As much as John came off as not liking Frank, Simon figures that the post climax glow completely changed his attitude. The two armadillos and parrot cuddle together in the water. Simon rinses himself off and joins them in the tub to soak. Linus reaches into the water and grabs one of Simon's legs. Linus holds one of Simon's feet in his lap and massages it. The rough hands feel nice as the bird experiments with touching the, very strange to him, human foot.

Trying to make conversation, Frank says, "We have a very nice guest room you can sleep in." Simon replies, "Thank you." Linus says, "I was kind of curious if you would have made him sleep in our room to keep an eye on him." Frank asks, "Why would I need to keep an eye on him?" Linus says, "Milly might try to sneak in the guest room to bother him." Frank looks at Simon and says, "That sounds like something she would do, but our new human friend is an adult who can make his own decisions." John says, "She's made advances on me, but Jessica has put her off limits."

Simon thinks for a moment and asks, "Your wife is okay with you fucking your brother-in-law but not your sister-in-law?" John rubs a hand on Frank's belly and answers, "No chance of getting Frank pregnant." Frank elbows John and asks, "How's it coming, making me an uncle?" John answers, "Jessica doesn't show any interest in becoming a mom right now. She says I should excavate a nursery before we even try." Frank says, "There are already so many rooms in this place and she wants to add more?" John says, "I think she just uses it as an excuse to delay."

Simon starts to zone out and enjoys Linus giving him a foot massage under the water as the two armadillos talk specifics of expanding their burrow. The discussion turns into an argument about rectangular rooms versus square rooms. John crosses his arms and ends with, "Unless you want to do it, it's up to Jessica and me."

John gets out of the bath and starts scrubbing his body with a towel to dry off. The brother-in-law presses the towel into his chest fur then hangs up the wet towel to make his exit. Simon has grown to like the shape of an armadillo's body and doesn't really see them as naked with their cute armor, long tails, and fluffy bellies.

Linus climbs out of the bath and says, "My feathers need to be oiled." Linus sits down on a stool and uses a tube of feather oil to preen himself. Simon appreciates the parrot's red feathered body as he gets to work.

Frank reaches across to fondle Simon's balls and says, "Pretty interesting family I have." Simon lets the armadillo feel up his spent balls as he watches Linus preen. Frank leans in close and says, "You really enjoyed that orgy. How about tomorrow, we stop to visit a few friends of mine that love to fuck humans." Simon considers the fun and says, "After you show me the mine where you get the rocks?" Frank grips the tip of Simon's flaccid cock between three fingers and says, "Of course." Frank pulls the cock around gently as he explains the plan, "Go to the mine to look around, lunch with hubby, maybe we'll both fuck you again." Linus gives Frank a look and Simon can't tell if he is smiling with that beak. Frank continues, "Back to work at the mine, take the rocks to get cleaned up, and then stop by my friend's place to let you have some more fun."

Simon nods his head in agreement and says, "It sounds fun."