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There was so much death, and life depended on how fast they were. One panther's only interest seemed to be slashing the necks of rabbits. A few of the more sensible ones tried to use the nearby prey animals as hostages. The even more insane ones tried to use prey animals as ambush opportunities. If the officer lowered their guard enough, they would try to overpower the officer involved. Panther fought against panther more than they fought against the invading police force.

Someone died because he was too slow. Nick finally hit that panther with a tranquilizer, stopping his rampage. There was another scream nearby so he couldn't rest. Another panther was down, but another rabbit was dead.

The next room had a panther and a rabbit sitting together closely. The rabbit was naked, but the panther was wearing a security guard uniform just like most of the panthers in this place.

"It's okay," the panther whispered. "It's going to be okay."

It was the first room that Nick found with a rabbit still alive - probably moments before the panther would end her life. He pointed his tranquilizer gun at the panther.

"You don't need to shoot him. Kyle would never hurt me," the doe said.

Solely due to protocol and what he had seen already, he shot the panther - which wasn't threatening the rabbit in any way but that could change in mere moments. Tranquilizers weren't lethal, that didn't mean someone wanted to be shot.

"If I let you fuck me, will you let him go?" the doe said.

Nick blinked. "Why would you do that?"

"Because he did so much for me, and that's all I'm good for."

"We're freeing you from this place."

"I want to stay with him." The doe sniffed. "I know that you're sending him to prison. He was there for me; I want to be there for him."

"It's better for you if you stay away from him."

"Are you really going to pretend that you care about me and that you know what I need? I'm asking you how many I need to fuck or what I need to do so I can stay with him. You would understand if you know someone like me."

"What's your name?" Nick asked. He also wondered what he would do if Judy suffered from the same problem. "And I do know someone like you - someone that I'm trying to save. It's been months since I last saw her. I still don't know where she is."

"I'm Candy. Maybe you would treat me differently if I was her."

"You can use your real name now." Nick thought that was from abuse and conditioning. It was unlikely that it was her real name.

Candy was struggling to contain her rage. "Just leave me alone. I wish you never came here. You don't care about me at all. It's your job, I get it. Foxes specialize in making someone miserable."

The rabbit wasn't completely off base, but the problem was that he wasn't trying to make her miserable. "I'm sorry. I just thought it was unlikely that someone would be named Candy out of all the names in the world." Nick waved his tail in front of her. He knew that Judy liked it.

She pushed it away.

"Nick, you managed to save someone," Nadine said.

"Well, she's not happy," Nick said.

"Why would I be happy if you take someone important in my life away for my 'own good'? You can't even answer how many mammals I need to fuck or what I need to do so I can stay with him," Candy cried.

"What does he mean to you? Why do you feel this way?" Nadine placed a comforting paw behind Candy's head.

Nick gave them some space.

"He was there for me when I was new there. Maybe, I was the first crying rabbit that he saw," Candy said. "I remember how surprised he was. He even tried to help me escape. We didn't get far, but we tried. If I needed someone to talk to, he was there. If I wanted to cry, he was there to listen. On special nights, I even got to sleep against his soft fur. What do I need to do so I can be with him?"

"I will try my best to do something," Nadine said.

"But you won't succeed, right? That's how it goes. If only you two didn't come here. Just let me stay with him before you forcibly separate us."

"We do need to bring him to the station. Before he wakes up." Nick figured the tranquilizer probably had an hour left.

"Just let me stay with him as long as possible," Candy said.

As they made their way out of the hideout, Candy tried to comfort herself with the sleeping panther's body. The officers allowed her to remain close even when they placed the panther in the back of the cruiser.

Nadine was driving them to the station.

"I don't know what to do if Judy turns out like that." Nick had a lot on his mind due to that encounter earlier.

"He might've been horrible to others. Actually, I'm willing to bet that he was, but he wasn't horrible to me," Candy said. She positioned herself so that the sleeping panther's nose was in her pussy.

"Nick, that won't happen," Nadine lied.

"There's no need to lie about it. We simply don't know," Nick said. He admonished Candy for what she was doing. "Just don't have sex in the cruiser. Don't make me regret this."

Candy adjusted her position so that her tailhole was above the panther's nose instead.

Nick thought they would be in trouble if the panther suddenly woke up. It was certainly against procedure to allow Candy so much freedom. Not to mention unsafe and the lack of seat belts. They weren't sure if Candy's claims were credible still. However, Nadine did persuade him to break protocol, and here they were. The cruiser can't arrive fast enough.

"Maybe you two can be reunited after a month," Nadine said. "Assuming if you're still willing by then."

"Is that the best you can do? Better than nothing, I guess. We'll have so much more time together surrounded by iron bars."

When the police station finally came into view, Candy asked, "Can I mark him somewhere? Don't want to get your cruiser dirty."

"Haven't you done that already with how you rubbed your chin all over him?" Nick asked. He had a good idea what she was referring to though.

"Only if he approves after he wakes up," Nadine said.

"'Kay." Candy sounded defeated.

They moved the unconscious panther into one of the cells at the station with Candy following them obediently.

"Do you have any relatives or family?" Nick asked.

"Not that I'm willing to live with," Candy said. "I survived in Mulina before. My wolf friend named Owen needed medical treatment, so I ended up with the panthers to pay the bills. It's been three years. You're bound to get sick sometime if you eat trash every day."

"Trash?"

"Find a half-finished burger from Bug-Burga from the garbage if you're lucky. And if you can't find anything, you don't eat at all. Other days, you can assemble six of them."

"I'm sorry, I need a moment." Nick rushed to the bathroom.

Nadine continued the questioning.

He imagined such a revolting image that he had to vomit. If he lived in a different place, that could've easily been him, and that made it so much worse. It took him quite some time before he thought he could rejoin Nadine right outside the cell.

His nose told him that Nadine must've allowed the bunny to mark the panther. They weren't killing each other, so he thought that the panther agreed.

"See? He won't harm me."

Even though the panther's paws were cuffed together, his jaws could still cause injuries.

"Why did you allow her to do that?" Nick said.

"Because I thought it was right. You're not cleaning this place up anyway," Nadine replied. "I think his fur absorbed most of it. Let's talk to the chief and see what we can do for these two. This would be easier if Chief Growley was in charge, but this isn't the night shift."

"Please don't have sex while we're gone. This place is under surveillance."

The other teams were returning from their respective raids by now. Nick only saw a few prey animals taken to the station. The majority were panthers. He supposed that they arrested so many mammals in a day that the other precincts had to handle the processing. There was no way that they could fit everyone in this police station.

"What can I do for you, Fangmeyer and Wilde?" Chief Zipes said.

They explained to the tiger of the rather unique situation they've encountered. It wasn't exactly a case of Stagholm Syndrome, but similar. In the end, the chief decided it would be best for Candy to attend two weeks of therapy then reevaluate her desires and possibly set up an agreeable arrangement between them both.

Nick and Nadine returned to give Candy the news.

"Mandatory therapy sessions will only last two weeks now," Nick said.

"Really? Then I can be with him?" Candy's face lit up with hope.

"Apparently." Nick still wasn't sold on the idea of letting those two remain together. At least, the panther didn't take advantage of the rabbit only others. He was afraid if Judy would feel the same way towards someone who treated her horribly.

"I also want to know if my wolf friend is okay."

"A last name would help."

"He never revealed that to me."

Even though they made so much progress, Nick still felt that it wasn't enough since they still haven't found Judy yet. There would be plenty of leads for everyone to follow up. At least, one of the teams managed to save one of the streamers that went missing in the early days.

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They decided to give her a break for three hours before the tests would resume. She also received explicit instructions not to eat anything. Her breakfast earlier today consisted of blueberries and cum from the tailholes of multiple mammals, and it seemed like she was going to skip lunch unless if they had another disgusting meal prepared.

She wasn't sure if it was better to remain hungry or eat something. Part of her wanted to defy them and eat something anyway just to test what they were willing to do. It wasn't like they could go too far and keep the pretense that they actually cared about consent.

Even though there was some entertainment in this place, it still felt wrong on some level to actually enjoy them. She decided to chat with the other slaves in this place - hopefully to glean some insight about how everything worked.

On the way to the dining room, she saw a tiger pleading, "I'm sorry, please. It was an accident, I swear. I won't tell anyone." Sasha and Tasha were escorting the tiger along with four panthers. Based on the tiger's clothes, he seemed just like a regular civilian.

"What did he do?" Judy inquired.

"Went where he wasn't supposed to. Didn't have proper identification," Sasha said. "Unfortunate, but necessary."

"What identification do you need to come here?"

"You're less observant than I thought you were. Disappointing, really."

"Can't you just turn him into a slave or something?"

"Too much trouble. You need to break him, train him, and then he has to earn money. Plus, he'll also be a flight risk," Tasha said.

"You threatened me with training. I don't see why this tiger can't partake in the same process."

The tiger to his credit was busy pleading for his life. "Yes, make me into a slave. I just want to live."

"I'm more of a security risk than him, don't you think?"

"Sorry, but it's not the same. We know who you are. We do not know who he is," Sasha said. "You know what's going to happen. You don't have to watch this."

Judy felt obligated to tag along with them as they went to the furnace. The four panthers tossed the remorseful tiger inside.

"Wish you didn't see that. If only the circumstances were different. I know this one disturbed you. He was an unwelcome distraction; your training is further delayed by thirty minutes."

"Why didn't you stop me from tagging along?" Judy asked.

"Figure that out for yourself."

Judy went to the dining room - trying to put everything that she just saw out of her mind. She was powerless to stop all that, but she felt like she had to somehow. This tiger wasn't even a customer and she wasn't sure how he ended up here. She spent the remaining time listening to mammals trading cards with one another.

The two diapered bunnies came to fetch her when it was time.

"Let's talk in the realm of hypotheticals. This card has the following fetishes listed, if it wasn't red or white, how many points would it take you to agree to do it?" Sasha said.

The duration was four hours, and it has the following fetishes listed, diapers and cum. It also required her to wear huge mittens that would limit her mobility and shoes that would greatly increase the difficulty of her moving. There was another restriction that she couldn't talk. Cries and moans were allowed.

"Actually, the point total doesn't matter because there is a number that will make you accept, right?"

"Yes." Judy didn't know how much specifically. It was quite the tall order, but that didn't mean never.

"Good, so time to make this tiger happy," Sasha said.

Tasha whispered into her ear, "We wouldn't give you any red cards like this either unless if they're a trusted customer or if you have a special relationship with them."

"Why tell me that?" Judy said.

"You'll find out."

The room was already set up with the shoes and mittens. There was a diaper filled with chopped carrots and broccoli. Judy knew that she was going to eat those later as part of the test. She figured that they were going to be watching television most of the time.

"Thought you needed some vegetables," Sasha said.

They diapered her then helped her put on the gloves as well as the shoes. The two bunnies walked out of the room and she had to wait for the tiger to arrive. There wasn't much she could do. Moving was difficult, she was essentially immobile with these restraints. The sensation of carrots and broccoli against her butt was different.

The tiger arrived with some clothes on.

"Daddy's come home after a long day at work," the tiger said.

Judy nodded.

The tiger placed several baby bottles on the nearby counter which Judy assumed had cum inside of them. He fetched a nearby baby bottle and moved it towards her mouth. Her mouth remained closed just to see what would happen.

"Fussy babies get spankings."

Due to her interactions with Koslov, she knew that threats were fine, but acting on them was not.

The tiger positioned her across his lap so that he could spank her. He spanked her once, which felt odd against the carrots and broccoli in her diapers.

"You are not allowed to do that," Judy said. "It isn't on the list of kinks that you signed up for. Get me out of this."

The tiger leaned close to her ear. "The next time you talk, I'm ripping out your tongue. Nod if we understand each other."

Judy nodded.

He delivered four more swats to her diapered butt.

She opened her mouth so the tiger could put the baby bottle in. Her suspicions were correct when cum poured onto her tongue.

The tiger turned on the television and she just sucked the bottle. Every so often, he would squeeze another glob of cum into her mouth. He was watching foreign news of some politician that she didn't care about. It was boring - maybe that was the point. The globs of cum came into her mouth often enough to distract her from sleeping.

Apparently, the tiger moved on to some show for babies now. The first bottle was empty, so he took the second one from the counter. Again, it was cum much to her displeasure. Swallowing cum was routine for her at this point but it still wasn't actual food.

There was a problem - she needed to piss and she was too afraid to talk. Not that it was a problem on its own but rather what she had to eat later. Although, she hoped that Sasha and Tasha would show mercy. She cried and nudged the tiger to show that she needed something.

The tiger positioned her that she was lying across his lap once more. He delivered five more blows. Judy allowed herself to pee and stopped trying to hold it in. She was going to cry, but there was a bottle in her mouth. Tears flowed out of her eyes as she endured the torment in silence.

She was on the third bottle of cum now - and it tasted foul in such a way that it reminded her of what she ate for breakfast. It had to be specially prepared if that was the case. The tiger decided to make her drink this bottle faster than usual adding to the problem.

The tiger switched shows yet again.

The anchor said, "It's just too horrific beyond words. There were so many dead bodies after the police decided to bust a trafficking ring. We are still awaiting details if they've managed to rescue anyone."

Judy wanted to cry. That could've easily been her. The images of all those prey animals were shocking. They had their throats slit. On the bright side, the police did capture a lot of panthers, but the more progress they made, the more danger she was in.

It made her think what was better - life in this place or the release of death. She didn't know the answer to that question. The tiger put the fourth baby bottle in her mouth, disrupting her thoughts.

Once again, periodically he fed her cum from the bottle that she had to swallow. There was an issue thought - she was going to mess her diaper at this rate and was too afraid to ask for permission to use the toilet. The thought of losing her tongue was terrifying and he could very well cut it out with his claws even if there was retribution later.

Although, maybe that was what the bunnies were testing her on - that her price tag for this type of task should be impossible for anyone to meet. If it was just a test - did that tiger even have permission to harm her permanently? She wished she knew how Sasha and Tasha were involved.

At least, the tiger wasn't doing anything truly abusive just yet - just feeding her cum from baby bottles. He only had one left so it was soon over. The final bottle of cum might've been from someone's tailhole yet again. Her suspicions seemed confirmed when the tiger fed her some raspberries that somehow got inside it.

There were no more bottles for her to drink so she hoped that the tiger was going to leave. Unfortunately, the tiger moved on to the next phase of his plan. He took off her diaper - the stench hit her nose immediately. The tiger didn't give any indication that it bothered him. He alternated between a fork and a spoon when he started feeding her.

"Choo-choo, here comes the train." The tiger acted as if he was feeding a baby.

She didn't dare complain still and this went way beyond anything she deemed reasonable. The idea of losing her tongue was enough to make her comply. Even so, she couldn't prevent the grimaces she made from the taste.

Bit by bit, the tiger fed her everything that was in the diaper. She ate her scat unwillingly. It was scat wasn't it instead of just cecotropes? She couldn't really tell and it was all smushed from being inside her diaper anyway. The taste was revolting so she certainly hoped that it wasn't part of their diet in the past. At least, it wasn't as bad as wolf dung.

She tried to indicate that she was full but that got her a few spanks then the tiger started feeding her again. All the while - she didn't dare try to talk for fear of losing her tongue. It was such a relief when a panther walked in, and the tiger walked out of the room.

"He - he abused me," she cried. "I was so scared. I felt like he would kill me."

After freeing her from her restraints, the panther carried her - as if she was someone precious to the front desk.

Sasha and Tasha once again took time off their jobs just to attend to her. They took her to another room with a clean bed. The panther carefully placed her on the sheets.

"So, what happened?" Sasha asked.

Judy recounted everything that the tiger did to her.

"Yes, we were testing you," Tasha said. "Nothing will happen to the tiger because this was a special case. And yes, you drank cum from tailholes again."

"What if he actually ripped out my tongue?

"Well, then we wouldn't need to reveal this to you, would we? Would you even be alive if that was the case?"

"Please never do that," Judy said.

"Now, here's the problem. What if you thought we were involved, but we actually weren't? You would lose something - maybe your life and the abuser would lose his. The correct amount of points for that type of request should not exist without someone supervising all of it or if you trust them implicitly.

"Why do they exist?" Judy asked. "Why put it out there in this place?"

"It's a high-risk task that might turn abusive, but it doesn't mean that it will. This was to show you how easily it can. Not everyone likes being watched for safety measures."

"If someone receives one of those, either we think they enjoy it or they've disappointed us," Sasha said. "You'll live, Judy. If it were anyone else, we would allow you to torture them for a few days before we put them out of their misery."

"We'll start your next test at midnight. We're going to give you some time to recuperate from this experience," Tasha said. "Try to get in the mood for a midnight snack."

Judy went to the bathroom. It took several rounds of brushing her teeth and rinses before she felt clean. An extra long shower was also welcome. The entire ordeal was over - and she was alive. She had about six hours to waste until her next test.

This time she visited the computers - hoping that she could find something to amuse herself with until it was time. The computer had some books for her to read which made her lose track of time. Sasha and Tasha came to fetch her - this time they were not wearing any diapers.

She had a sinking feeling about this.

"Come," Sasha said. "I hope that you'll want to play."

"Play?" Judy asked. "You act as if I'm able to reject whatever you planned."

"This time, we're giving you choice," Tasha said.

They led her to a bedroom where she saw two open diapers on the bed. There were two piles of scat in addition to food underneath. She wasn't sure how much urine the diapers contained either.

"Respectfully, this is beyond what I've signed up for," Judy had a good idea of what they had planned. "Count me out."

"Actually, this is reasonable because it's a simulated experience. Imagine if you're servicing someone for say an hour, and you had to use your diaper due to food poisoning which they planned to feed you. If you lost control of your bladder or your bowels why should they receive an inferior experience?"

"I thought you ruled it as abuse as evidenced by what the tiger did."

"Because that was for four hours, which made it unreasonable for you to consume everything if you had to wet or messed your diaper. This is rather reasonable although an extremely unlikely scenario. Since it's a simulation, the scat and urine didn't have to be your own," Tasha explained.

"Justify why there's two then." Judy crossed her arms. "If it was a simulation, there would only be one."

"We wanted to play with you, so we filled two diapers. We would like you to identify which came from which. Maybe, we swapped diapers mid-way. Maybe, we pissed in both for one of them. All sorts of interesting combinations." Tasha licked Judy's ear, making her shiver.

She backed away because that conjured up such a revolting task.

"Identify where the pee and the scat came from, and you win," Sasha said.

"Since you were going to give me a choice, here's my answer: I'm not playing." Judy found the idea of eating out of just one diaper repulsive, but to subject herself to two, and to even more scat and urine by playing this game of their sounded appalling. These things weren't in her list of kinks, and they knew that.

"But we'll make it worth your time."

"Say, I identify wrong which is very likely, then I get nothing again. Not happening and I doubt you can offer something to change my mind."

"As long as you try your best, you're guaranteed the minimum prize. If you need a fresh taste of something, we're right here. Just compare the scents and tastes. Try your very best not to get anything wrong." Sasha stared into Judy's eyes.

Judy knew that involved even more piss and scat from the way they worded it. "What can you possibly offer me?"

"How about dropping you off within reasonable distance of Precinct Five. You'll be naked of course. We'll protect you too in a way so that other mammals don't take advantage of you if you choose to go there. After you meet the police, we just leave it to them. You might even be able to meet Nick."

"And if I don't go to the police?"

"Well, the world is full of unfriendly mammals. Who knows what might happen? But it is your choice."

"Is this happening so far into the future where I'll be sure to escape on my own or get rescued before then?"

"I was thinking within a week. If that does not happen, then you don't need to service anyone here ever again."

Judy thought that sounded way too good to be true. "No thanks, I'm unlikely to get everything right."

"That's why it's the minimum prize for trying your best."

"What incentive do I have for getting something right then? If freedom is already the minimum prize. Consuming everything would be logical, but I doubt you two would find that as fun. Then you'll probably find a way to revoke the prize that you were going to offer."

"Oh, but we didn't offer freedom. We offered you a chance to visit Precinct Five," Tasha said.

"So, just to get this straight, you expect me to clean those two diapers, name where it came from, and I'll need to consume two more piles of scat and drink piss from you both so I can become familiar with how each of you taste. The alternative would be just one diaper, I guess?" Judy said.

"Nah, if you're a genius or you get lucky and can name where it came from, you don't need to eat anything at all but if you make even one mistake, the deal for freedom is off because then there's only one prize, the grand prize."

"Right, but what's the prize structure if I try my best? Freedom is the guaranteed minimum prize, and I'm not sure what else you can offer me."

Sasha scratched her head. "You're right. Let's call this off for now. Time to move on to the next test. A bit unplanned, but it'll work. We'll go back to the drawing board."

They led Judy out of the bedroom and into another one. There were two foul-smelling objects on the counter - a vaginal plug and a butt plug that's coated with brown stains.

"These plugs have been inside of us ever since you took them out. Well except for rare occasions. One is going inside your mouth, and the other is going into the appropriate hole," Tasha said. "Which one do you want in your mouth?"

The thought of inserting a stained butt plug into her mouth at this time didn't seem like a good idea, so she chose the vaginal plug. It was the least repulsive option. Tasha took the butt plug and slowly inserted it into Judy's tailhole. Judy moaned from the sensation.

Sasha announced that she was going to get some equipment.

Tasha took the vaginal plug on the counter and inserted it into Judy's pussy which surprised her.

"Why?" Judy asked.

"I wanted to have some fun. Just think of how much better it would taste. Imagine sticking this in your mouth after knowing all the places that it's been. Doesn't that sound delicious?" Tasha's breath was hot on her ear.

"What on earth gave you that idea?" Judy recoiled from revulsion.

Tasha started playfully nibbling on Judy's nipples while she moved the plug in and out of her pussy. Judy moaned involuntarily during that process. "You seemed to enjoy that," Tasha whispered into her other ear. She continued playing with Judy's body. Sometimes her paws played with Judy's nipples while her mouth licked her pussy or she switch it up. "Glad that we're seeing eye to eye."

"That's - that's," Judy moaned. "St-stop." Her entire body quivered with pleasure from Tasha's extreme efforts. "You shouldn't."

"Maybe I'm not doing much at all. You probably like how dirty it is. We can both smell it from here. It's been inside your pussy when you were filled with bear cum. Sasha put it into her pussy and she only took it out when the urge to pee became unbearable. It probably spent a great deal of time resting in her piss. And, now, it's going in and out of you," Tasha nibbled on Judy's ear. "Quite the dirty bunny you are for getting off to this. Once Sasha comes back, I'm going to add my flavor before sticking it into your mouth."

Judy found it extremely distracting that Tasha's paws were playing with her nipples along with her tongue on her pussy. "The - problem- is."

"Would you like it better if I stuck it in my tailhole too?" Tasha whispered.

Judy hated that very idea. It was worse than what Tasha originally planned. "You c-can -"

"Better yet, would you like it if you added the flavors yourself?" Tasha licked Judy's other ear.

Tasha pleasured Judy enough so that she cummed. Some of the cum landed on the toy while the rest landed on the bedsheets.

"Oh, you dirty horny bunny."

It was then Sasha returned to the room carrying what seemed to be adjustable bondage gear.

"Was it a mistake to let her out of diapers?" Sasha asked.

"Hey, that's not!" Judy recovered enough to speak coherently.

"She just loved the idea of this so much that she cummed," Tasha said. "Go on then." She gave Judy the plug then laid on the bed, giving Judy easy access to her pussy and tailhole. "Move it in and out three times for the best taste."

Judy with as much enthusiasm as she could muster and moved the toy in and out of Tasha's tailhole three times. Since Tasha wasn't clean, there were some noticeable brown stains that only got worse when she repeated the process. "I think I'm going to be sick."

"But you loved the idea earlier."

"I did not!"

"The sheets say otherwise." Tasha pointed to the wet patch on the bed. "You still have one more flavor to add."

Judy repeated the process with Tasha's pussy, and it just so happened that Tasha decided that it was the time to piss, making it spray everywhere.

"None of this is on my kink list."

"No, but we do expect you to clean this if they ask," Sasha said. "You'll get used to it throughout the night." She took the plug from Judy then she attached it to some bondage gear so it turned into a mouth gag. "Open up, I heard you loved the treat."

As Sasha approached Judy's mouth with the gag, the scent became stronger as it was just inches away from her nose. She shook her head. Her eyes watered from the smell.

"Are you lying to me, Tasha? She doesn't look like she loved the idea. Maybe this should be your treat instead."

"She wants me to do it. I did promise her." Tasha took the gag from Sasha. She put the tip of the toy on Judy's nose, smearing it with something. "Open up."

Judy was busy shaking her head. The scent wouldn't go away since it was on her nose now.

"I think your touch did something to it. Maybe you should taste it first just to make sure that it's still suitable to suck. You know what I want, sister."

Sasha instead moved her face next to Judy's pussy. "I think we need to get her into the mood." She started licking.

"No, sister, she doesn't seem to like it anymore. You did something to it."

An unexpected nibble on her pussy caused Judy to moan which Tasha used that opportunity to jam the plug inside. Judy's body shook uncontrollably when she tasted that foul plug. Her cum, bear cum, the piss from two bunnies, Tasha's scat and, maybe even Sasha's cum too created such an unholy mixture, especially when considering how long it had been in use.

Sasha started helping Tasha put the gag in place.

Once they were far away enough, Judy tried to take the gag off, but Sasha stopped her. "I guess we need to watch you for the rest of the night."

Judy tried her best to avoid touching the foul object with her tongue.

"Let's take turns, sister," Tasha said.

"Only if it's your turn first."

"Deal."

They moved her body so that her head was lying on top of the wet patch created by Tasha's piss. Meanwhile, Sasha was busy hunting for drops of urine that splashed on Judy's body with her nose then licking it up with her tongue.

"If you take the gag off without resorting to violence, you get a reward."

"Just wait until it's her shift, then do it," Tasha said. "We swap every hour."

Every so often, their activities caused Judy to moan which caused her tongue to bump against the toy. The taste made her body shudder with revulsion. She dared to try wiping her nose, and to her surprise, Sasha sucked her finger clean of the mess while making a face.

It was going to be another restless night for Judy while Sasha and Tasha had their fun.