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Night-Time Toy-Time for BP by Draconicon

Jake hummed under his breath as he walked down the street, smiling as he was nearly skipping along. The cat had a bag in one hand, and the other occasionally teased the collar around his neck, bouncing it around and making the tag on the front jingle. It was a singularly pleasant sound, at least to him.

Heh, Master Red is going to love some of these toys. I can't wait to see how he'll use them.

His tail twitched back and forth in an approximation of a wag as his hips swayed with his steps. The cat was on top of the world, and was utterly enjoying his new life as the pet to his formerly human master. He even enjoyed the fact that his body had lost much of its masculinity, what with his new, bigger ass and the way that his hips swayed almost naturally.

Perhaps he shouldn't have been enjoying it so much. Perhaps then he wouldn't have been yanked into an alley and pinned against a wall by a trio of thugs.

Grunting from the impact, Jake looked up to see the raccoon, rabbit, and rat that were holding him down. He shivered as they leered at him, the raccoon - seemingly the leader - glancing over him before setting eyes on the collar. The raccoon groaned.

"What do we have here? Someone's pet?"

"Y-yes. Master Red -"

"Damn. Just our luck, boys."

The raccoon shook his head.

"You pets never have any cash or anything on you. And I bet you're no exception, are you? Sent out with just enough money to buy whatever it is that your master wants, right?"

"Yes, sir, that's it! I have no money!"

Maybe this won't be so bad. No money means no mugging, right? Nothing that they can take away or beat me up for.

Unfortunately, he was wrong. The raccoon chuckled, then grabbed the bag that Jake was carrying. He threw it over to the side, near a garbage can, and shook his head.

"Nah, you got something for us. Something very, very fun. Mick, pants down."

Jake stared as the rat pulled his zipper and then his pants down, revealing a wet looking sac and sheath. Even from a few feet away, the cat was nearly blown away by the stench of sex and musk and sweat coming off of the fur. He groaned, shaking his head rapidly from side to side in an attempt to get rid of the smell.

He gasped as the rabbit and raccoon suddenly shoved him down, and as a result, huffed in a great deal of the rat's scent. His eyes rolled back in his head from the sudden smell, overwhelming what was in his head. He could do nothing but take another breath, and then another, as his eyes glazed over. The raccoon chuckled.

"What do I tell you, boys? Pets might not have money, but they got enough other stuff to keep us interested."

The way the raccoon groped his ass was enough to tell Jake what they wanted. Or, it would have been, if he wasn't flying high as a kite on rat musk at that point. He groaned, his head wobbling back and forth until the rat grabbed hold of his hair. He was pulled down, his lips grazing over the rat's cock. The feeling of it, so familiar after his 'training' with Master Red, told him all he needed to know. He opened wide and sucked the tip of the shaft and sheath into his mouth, sucking eagerly.

"Ooooh, fuck. This guy knows what he's doing, Will."

"Told you, Mick. These pets know how to please."

The raccoon - Will - spanked him, but Jake barely yelped. Hell, he barely had the chance to feel it as he sucked that shaft hard, pulling it down into his throat and bobbing up and down. The sound of the rat's pleasure was loud in the alley, and he could already taste pre running over his tongue.

Jake groaned, completely focused on the shaft in his mouth. His training to pleasure males properly took over, making him bob his head as fast as he could, taking the growing and twitching shaft deep down his throat. He could barely hear the thugs around him, and could only think of getting that cock off. That hot, musky, throbbing shaft, that thick length that was rubbing his lips hard with every thrust. It needed to cum. He had to make it cum.

It couldn't have been more than a minute before he felt it shooting down his throat. Jake gasped and moaned as it flooded his mouth, his cock throbbing in his pants, but he couldn't stop sucking. He even reached up to try and keep the rat from pulling out, but he was too weak. At least the feeling of being painted with seed was still good, even if it wasn't as satisfying as swallowing the load properly.

"Holy cow. Will, this guy's got a mouth on him."

"That, or you ain't got a cock worth sucking. I thought you could last longer than that."

"Boss, I -"

"Shut it. You'll be sucking this boy off, then, while I fuck him."

"Me?! But what about Jules?"

"Jules didn't blow his load already; he can do what he wants."

Jake groaned, rubbing his head, but he didn't have a chance to start thinking about what was happening before he was shoved onto his back. A pair of clawed hands grabbed hold of his pants and yanked them down, pulling them off of his legs before he could say a thing. Due to the fact that he was going commando, he realized that he was completely exposed. The cool alley floor against his ass was...surprisingly nice, but he blushed as he realized that something wasn't right. Something wasn't -

The raccoon was suddenly above him, and Jake had a second to think of what was about to happen through his musk fogged mind before he felt the heated tip of a cock against his ass. His eyes went wide, and then his mouth did the same as he moaned, taking the thick raccoon shaft up his hole.

It was so thick, almost as much as Master Red's cock, and definitely as long. He shuddered as he was rocked up and down, pushed along the alley as he was fucked. The cat groaned, trying to think. It was so hard through the musk, but he thought he was starting to -

"Oooooh!"

His moans changed, getting louder as something soft, wet, and warm wrapped around his cock. He looked down to see the rat squirmed up over him, body out to the side while he stuffed Jake's cock down his throat. The cat moaned as he was stuffed and sucked at the same time, his thoughts nearly fucked right back out of him at the double stimulation that he was put through. He rolled his head back, biting his lip to hold back some of his moans.

Why, though? Why was he trying to hold back? He was a pet, a toy. He should be moaning for his...his...

"You...you're not..."

"Hey, Jules. Shut the fucker up."

"Heh, happily."

Jake didn't have a chance. One second, he was looking up at the raccoon that had taken control of him. The next, a white furred ass was descending on his head, and it was covered from muzzle to forehead. He groaned as he was surrounded by a pair of muscular, musky ass cheeks, just soft and squishy enough to imply a bit of fat along the muscles. His lips were shoved right into the crack, and he could feel the rabbit's low-hanging balls very close to his neck. He heard the raccoon groan.

"I was thinking you'd gag him with your cock."

"That's so boring. Gagging him with my ass; heh, now that's satisfying."

"You're so fucked up."

"Says the guy that wanted us to mug pets for fun."

Hot and sweaty as the ass was, Jake couldn't help but moan a bit underneath it, finding his senses overwhelmed with the fleshy rump. He pressed against it, though he wasn't sure if he was trying to escape or trying to pull it closer. Either way, he had no luck, as the rabbit moved on his own, grinding back against Jake's lips.

"Go on, you slut. Get to work eating my ass out."

The cat had no choice. Groaning, he stuck his tongue out, slowly remembering who he was, and more importantly, what he was. He was Master Red's pet, but he was getting fucked hard by a gang of hard-up thugs that needed fun. And he was turned on as hell from it, as his cock throbbed down the rat's throat. He shuddered as he was fucked, his ass welcoming that cock and his toes curling, and he couldn't help but squeeze down in anticipation of the cum that'd flood him in the future.

Thrust went the cock in his ass, bounce went his face off of the rabbit's rump. Back he slid, bumping his ass against that cock and then forward again. Back and forth, back and forth he went, his tongue sliding along the rabbit's hole while his cock was sucked down the rat's throat. He moaned, he groaned, he whimpered; nothing stopped the sensual onslaught on his body, and nothing stopped his own growing need.

He didn't know how long it took, but he knew that he was the first one to blow his load. Shooting it down the rat's throat, he heard the rat gagging around his shaft, almost choking as he shot his seed. The cat took some sort of satisfaction in that, but it didn't take long for that to be wiped out by the loud groans of pleasure from the other two thugs.

The heat in his ass was the first thing he felt, the stringy, slimy feeling of being filled with someone else's cum. He moaned at the feeling, even though his tongue was trapped in the rabbit's twitching hole. He could feel more cum landing on his chest, and he blushed as he realized how messy he was getting.

The trio of thugs got off of him, chuckling at his messy state. One of them, the rat, reached over to the bag.

"Heh, look at this. Looks like his master was sending him out to get sex toys."

"Well, we know who owns those now, don't we?"

The raccoon gave the cat a stern look, and Jake nodded as he bowed his head. Then the raccoon chuckled.

"Come to think of it, we own more than the toys, don't we? Get over here, slut."

Grabbed by his collar, Jake opened his mouth to protest, but ended up swallowing one of the rat's balls. Immediately, his eyes started glazing over again from the potent musk, and he shuddered as he sniffed deeply again. The rat rolled his eyes.

"Why is it always me?"

"If you actually showered, we wouldn't have to use you all the time."

"Don't tempt me."

Jake didn't know what was going on, but he got the feeling that it would be a while before he saw his master again. He just hoped that Red wouldn't be mad.

The End