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Warning Warning Warning... This story contains Necrophilia... that's sex with a dead body... for you unworldly lot... Worse still its straight sex heh... Which just goes to show... if you yiff me and abuse me just right I'll agree to do about anything you want... *Feels very slutty and naughty*

A New Flavor

The big sleek well-dressed Lion closed the door to his private study. Locking it behind him as he moved anxiously across the room. The century old oak paneled walls were dark and the towering bookcases were tightly packed. The floor heavily carpeted, he moved over to the single bay window and closed the blinds. Then stalked over to the ancient desk seating himself behind it casual. The big feline fished the only key from an inner pocket of his vest. And unlocked a lower side drawer, taking out the mass of files and papers. Then very carefully removing the drawers false bottom, uncovering the secret folds and mementos hidden under nether. Laying them out of the desktop the big Lion began going through them. As his mind replayed those kinky erotic memories, each picture exciting his arousal. He lifted a bit of clothing and sniffed at it lustfully, the scent was almost gone. Yet his sharp feline nose could pick up the bare trace that yet remained, or was it just his memory... The Lion quickly grew erect under his suit pants, standing he carefully slid them down. His dripping male organ pulsing hotly in the cool air of his study as the big Lion went back to studying his mementos. Slowly masturbating himself as those erotic memories marched through his mind. His big golden paw stroking slowly on his hard throbbing male organ, even as the big golden Lion daydreamed of his vanished lovers. Each one fueling his lust... as his paw worked himself closer and closer to orgasm. Yet somehow it just wasn't the same... he wanted that feeling again...

***

"Err... greetings Mr. Jordan." The high-pitched, smarmy sounding voice of the little Mustelid mortician choked sounding surprised. Clearly he wasn't use to the big Lion calling him... he knew very well the big feline found him distasteful. They did business... they most assuredly didn't pal around! Normally it was the Ferret calling the Lion to supply the big felines unusual desires. The Lion could hear the surprise and discomfort in the Ferret's voice. And his own natural distaste for the Mustelid welled up within him. 'What was he doing calling... that was not their arrangement.' He almost hung up right then and there, but then the little Ferret cleared his throat. "I was just wondering if I should call you sir." The Mustelid admitted hesitantly... "A certain... Errr... unique case just came in..." The Ferret's smarmy voice trailed off slowly. "It fits your normal... perimeters... mostly... young... equine... fresh." The big Lion searched his memory, he'd not read of any deaths that matched that description... except...

"You don't mean that high school jock who hung himself!" The big straight Lion snarled, the Ferret knew he wasn't interested in males!

"Well... yes... but it's not exactly a him anymore sir!" The little Mustelid whined, clearly fearing he'd upset one of his best clients.

"What do you mean?" The big Lion grunted now strangely intrigued, clearly the little Mustelid remembered his tastes.

"Uhum... I'm not sure I can explain..." The Ferret stammered sounding both calculating and at a loss. "You'll just have to see for yourself sir." The Lion frowned... but agreed to stop by at his usual time.

***

The parking lot behind the weathered old stone church was deserted on that bright summer evening. Even the minister was out pursuing more earthly matters. The single flickering light on a power pole taking electricity into the church had not yet come on. The warm May wind stirred the green honey suckle vines as he drove across the deserted parking lot. He turned his big Mercedes into the far back corner, and then slipped out and through a almost hidden gate. He made his way down a short over grown lane, to a second gate. A dented faded black and white sign reading Underhill funeral parlor on it. The rusted old wrought iron gate opened soundlessly, on shockingly well greased hinges. Behind it was a small driveway and parking lot, strolling across it. The Lion descended a short flight of leaf littered concrete stairs. The old wooden door at the bottom was weathered and silvered with age. Quickly the big feline stepped into the small dimly lit room. His nose at once assaulted by the powerful scent of floral perfume. And hidden beneath that the sickly sweet scent of decaying flesh! The big feline's organ that had already been semi hard instantly sprang to full aching erection!

"Heheh..." The smarmy high-pitched chuckle scraped across the Lion's nerves, like claws on a chalk broad. But he didn't flinch, and his muzzle never changed its calm, aloof expression. "And a good evening to you Mr. Jordan." The little Mustelid greeted, scurrying across the room paw out stretched.

"Good evening... I trust your well Tomas." The big Lion growled slow and pleasantly, even as his pulse raced. But the big feline was an expert at hiding his emotions. Of course the musk of his arousal was thick in the air around him.

"Oh yes sir... well... very well!" The small finely dressed ferret prattled, as he took and shook the Lion's paw. The big feline hated the feeling of the ferrets clammy little paws. But didn't say a word as he allowed himself to be led deeper into the building. The flowery scent grew stronger, tinged with chemicals now as they passed the laboratory. Opening a grim dark wooden door, they found themselves in the viewing room. A single shrouded figure lay on the bed, big and bulky under the white cloth covering it. It was not anything like the last time; the figures legs were wide spread. It would be a gaudy and vulgar display, when the sheet was pulled back. Still the Lion big erection was straining at his casual kaki Dockers. Tomas grasped the sheet and pulled it back slowly, revealing big hooves and long powerful equine legs. It was when the crotch was revealed that the surprises started! There was a big fur less pink scar, where the jock's hefty scrotum should have been. And above that a flat limps sheath lay, looking more like a vagina than a cock holder. Above that still more surprises, the jocks formerly flat stomach had rounded. And his broad chest now sported a good size set of breasts... nipples looking thick and pouty!

"I can see what you mean Tomas!" The big Lion choked... how could the Ferret have explained this sight over the phone.

"The sheath functionally is..." The little Ferret paused trying to figure out a delicate way of saying it, so as not to offend his client. "As... Errr... Vaginal feeling as it... looks!" "And because of the... ahem... changes the family has opted for a closed casket..."

"Did she do this herself?" The big Lion purred one big paw sliding up a powerful leg equine leg.

"Ahem... it's my understanding this was done without... "her" permission by some predator." The little ferret explained remembering what he'd heard through his friend in the police department.

"Oh... is that so." The big Lion smirked as he thought of it, so she had been someone else's slut. Now here she was spread out all whorish and inviting... 'What a naught girl!'

"Ahem so... you like?" Tomas asked slowly, not wishing to offend and interrupt the Lion's mood.

"This slut..." The Lion purred aggressively... "Good for a quick and dirty moment..." The big Lion snorted, more and more turned on by the second. "How long will you have her?"

"Well the family wants it over with quickly... two days..." The little rodents eyes narrowed calculatingly. "Of course it is a closed casket... if you want 'her' around longer..." He left it hanging to judge the Lion's reaction, and was pleasantly surprised to see him thinking it over.

"It would cost me more... I presume." The big feline purred turning his wicked yellow eyes on the small mortician.

"Well there would be added risk for me..." "And when you grew bored, I would have to find some suitable..." The little Mustelid whined in a wheeling voice.

"Nonsense..." The big Lion growled gruffly. "You have the crematorium... a few pounds more ash is hardly expensive to be rid of!" "And as for the risk... we both know no one looks in your coolers but you." He glared at the little Ferret darkly... "And we both know she'll make you plenty of money..." "Hell I can smell that she already has made you at least one payment!" "No... for a quick and dirty whore like this... I will pay half my usual fee!" "And will cum and go as I like until she goes..."

"I... uhem... well..." The little Ferret's eyes widen, he knew the Lion was a sharp business fur. But had never really been on the receiving end of it before. Reaching up he massaged his scalp, racking his brain for any argument. But the Lion was right... and he would be making money the whole time. "Ok but 'she' remains open to the public."

"A slut like her would have it no other way!" The big Lion purred lustfully, as he took out his wallet and handed the Ferret a wad of bills. "Now leave us alone..."

***

Waiting until the he heard the door close behind him, the big Lion unbuttoned his khaki slacks. And shoved them down exposing his raging erection to the cool air. "Come here slut!" The big horny Lion growled aggressively, grabbing both of those slender equine ankles. And pulling his newest conquest down the bed slowly sensually, big hot golden paws sliding up those powerful legs. As he pulled that cool sexy body down to the edge of the bed... One of the Lion's big paws exploring the pink smooth scar for a long moment. Thinking of the big potent organs that had once resided there, now taken away. His fingers slipped up to the flat sheath to those moist folds of 'her' new sex! "Sloppy cunt!" The big Lion growled, thrusting 'her' knee's up and leaning over. Guiding his big cock head to her cool tight sex, as he climbed atop 'her'! Moaning loudly as he sank into those cool depths, big paws moving up to cup and fondle those hefty tits. The Lion pinched and rolling those fat nipples between his fingers, before lowering his muzzle to play his raspy tongue over them. The Lions powerful feline body hunching over 'her' lustfully, while those slender equine ankles hung over his shaggy shoulders. As his strong predator body humped and thrust wildly in and out! No romance this time, just naked needy lust for his naughty slut 'girl'! Big sharp teeth gnawed at 'her' chest savagely as his sleek strong hips battered 'her' soft, tight sex! That long thick barbed feline love muscle, exploiting 'her' depths to the upper most! As the big Lion felt all the pleasure his living mate could never give him... Then he was Roaring in pleasure as his big balls drew up, and erupted a truly massive load into 'her'! Before collapsing on those sleek strong thighs, his climaxing body wallowing within 'her' cool sex. Which was suddenly warmed by his hot orgasmic fluids filled it to overflowing. The Lion quickly pulled out then the warmth killing his enjoyment of it...

***

The big Lion stumbled into the office looking disheveled and reeking of sex musk. The little Ferret smiled up at him knowingly as the big feline flopped into a chair. The little mortician didn't bother asking if the Lion had enjoyed it... because he knew he had. "Keep the slut open to the public." The Lion ordered breathlessly. "Do not clean 'her' to well..." "I'll be back Wednesday... and will expect to smell the scent of 'her' other customers upon 'her'!" He panted handing the Ferret another roll of bills...

"Of course sir... as you like it!" Tomas smiled agreeably.

FIN