Mindfucked
#71 of 2022 Shorts
When our minds are almost permanently online, what sort of deviant acts will those around us do when they know they can get away with it?
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.
All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.
Extremely short story idea that just popped into my head, possibly a prelude to something else in the pipeline for the near future.
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Tim stood at the kitchen basin, staring at his reflection in the window as he washed the dirty dishes. The lion had gotten older; his belly a little rounded and his mane a bit greyer, but he was still handsome in his own right. So what if he had a dad bod, they were all the rage now, weren't they? He still had a broad muscular chest with strong arms from his physically demanding day job. As twilight began to be taken over by night, he saw someone else behind him in the reflection of the window.
Gentle arms wrapped about him from behind, brushing over his chest and belly as a head came to rest against his shoulder from behind. Tim's hands didn't leave the water however, he just kept on washing the dishes and tried to ignore the interruption. At least until those hands began to wander, moving lower and lower down until they were groping over the front of his boxers. The lion huffed with a faint growl as he was fondled, slender fingers squeezing over his sheath and balls. Staring at the golden band on his finger, Tim tried to remember why he didn't enjoy when this happened.
The hands slipped inside his boxers, caressing him directly now and slowly stroking the lion's sheath until his pink flesh began to emerge. Tim tried to fight it, but he could never resist that touch as it brought him to stiffness with practiced ease, just as it had many times before. Soon he was gripping the edge of the basin and panting , hips bucking lightly into the touch as it toyed with his throbbing cock.
The hands were as cruel as ever, stroking and toying with the lion right until he was on the verge of climax, then stopping as suddenly as they had started. Tim knew what was coming next, frowning as he wondered why he was worried this time, just like he had been all the times before. His boxers being pushed down about his thighs as a hand pressed between his shoulders for a moment, making the lion lean forward over the sink a touch, confused why he followed the direction so easily. A firm grasp took the base of his tufted tail to lift it as slender digits teased just beneath. Tim tried to shy away from it at first, but a firm swat to his backside quickly made him stand still, just as it always did. Growling louder as the digits begin to pump in and out beneath his tail, slowly preparing him for what was to come next, Tim knew what it was as something cold twisted in his belly.
A hot, hard and slick length nudged under his tail and began to slowly sink forward into him. It felt like a shard of ice being driven into his core despite the heat of the flesh claiming his backside once again, stretching him out. He could feel the breath on the back of his neck as they began to buck and thrust against him, tugging on his tail to pull him back onto the waiting cock. Surely by now he should've been used to this, it happened often enough, it was normal...wasn't it?
Tim growled and grit his teeth as the form behind him continued to fuck him hard and fast, rutting the mature lion for all it was worth. It was then Tim looked over to the counter beside him, seeing the smiling face of a lioness and two cubs, he was standing beside her with one of the cubs in his lap! His eyes drifted from the far away picture frame to his hand, the golden band glinting in the light.
"This is wrong, this is all wrong...who are you!?" The lion roared out aloud.
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The young rabbit sighed and snapped his fingers as he was ejected out of his deep dive, reaching down to adjust the tent in his shorts. Sitting up in his bed before removing the remote collar that allowed him to connect to the virtual world before rolling his neck and shoulders. Yawning as he climbed out of bed and wandered through the house, down to the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
Standing at his basin, sipping on the cold liquid, he stared across the grassy gap between his house and his neighbor's house. A confused looking older lion stood at his kitchen window with a soapy suds covered mug in his hand, not noticing he was being watched.
Turning on his heel and heading back to his bedroom, the rabbit pulled out a small notepad and made a new line entry for next time.
##Changelog 12: Remove wedding band from finger and alter photograph on kitchen counter.