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Judy had never expected she would end up in this position…

She was sitting in a black leather computer chair meant for a much larger fur, propping her feet up on the edge of the chair slope and spreading her legs wide for the high definition camera poised right at her slender, small naked body.

Everyone could see her small breasts and tight pussy.

It got her so wet just watching the viewer count skyrocket up, the emojis and filthy texts spilling over the chat box as she pressed her quivering fingertips into the wet lips of her pussy, splaying herself open for her fans as she playfully hid her blush with one of her long, floppy bunny ears.

She always played it shy at first. It got her juices flowing, and it made the chat ravenous in a way she liked.

Her pussy clenched as she lowered the carrot-shaped vibrator to her soaked little bunny hole, snugly pushing the rounded, pointed tip to her clit hood and pushing it aside so she could feel that wonderful buzzing sensation against her bunny button.

Judy moaned low like a whore, biting her lower lip with her cute buck teeth as her toes clenched at the leather beneath her, her body shivering as she worked herself up to her first climax.

Judy always came fast, but she liked to cum frequently and often. Turned out, so did her audience. She was constantly teased in her chat was a messy star she was.

Just the sight of all her fans watching her degrade herself was enough to get her soaked, but her other computer screen had a video up of a German Shepherd, a OnlyFur star known as DaddyDoggy, destroying a bunny porn star on his fat canine knot.

Judy loved watching DaddyDoggy. He was just her type…

Big, strong, older… Pierced…

She loved watching him pound other bunnies into drooling, knot-addicted messes, and she even loved watching him show proper aftercare to the rabbits he fucked after they were done. A lot of furs watched sections of the streams they liked, but Judy always watched DaddyDoggy’s streams all the way through. It was like he actually cared about the job, and wasn’t in it to get laid. That turned her on.

Well… Everything about him turned her on.

Judy wanted that so bad… To be used like a chew toy and bred for everyone to see. The mere thought of this fantasy made her flush harder with arousal, and she pressed the carrot vibe into her clit until her hips were buckling and she came for the second time.

Judy never knew that she could squirt until this job.

Sure, she had a share of bunny partners back at home, and she even had sex with a few of them, but it wasn’t till she came to the big city of Zootopia that the thrill of predators taking her, using her, ravaging all of her holes, and then tossing her to the next stud flooded her dreams. Her fantasies were depraved, needy, and filthy.

The scent of a predator, the muscles hidden under that musky fur, the sharp teeth of their canines… The Fat knot that swelled at their cocks. It drove her wild, and the exposure to the darker side of Zootopia through her work as a cop made her fantasies more and more vibrant.

Cheese and crackers, she was so happy she found OnlyFur…

As she came, steamy arcs of bunny cup squirted from her pussy, she lolled out her tongue with a slutty, depraved smile. She loved the idea of all her fans cumming with her, wishing they could drench her in that shared seed.

Judy noticed some of her bunny cum had made a messy splash against the table of her PC set up, and she sat cross-legged on her chair before pulling herself forward to lower her head to the messy splatter of girl cum. She eagerly licked her own release up, swallowing it down with an exaggerated gulp before showing off her tongue to the camera so everyone could see she actually swallowed her own cum like a proper whore.

“Mwah, you made me cum so hard you guys.” She said in a teasing voice, angling her camera down towards the floor so that her audience could see all the toys she laid out for the next couple of hours of the stream.

Judy slipped down from her oversized chair, padding up to a lineup of many erotic animal cock shaped dildos and toys, “Mm, who should I break myself on?” She asked teasingly, spreading her ass open for the camera so the fans of her stream could see her winking tailhole and dripping cunt.

Judy knew the answer before the chat even responded. She came the hardest on the knotted toys, and she had been working her way up size by size as a sort of training session for when she wanted to work with a real canine star.

She didn’t feel ready yet, ready to be fucked within an inch of her life, so she was taking her time, training her pussy for the real thing.

Her asshole got some training too, but that was more for her. She loved filling her ass up.

She still couldn’t quite take the knot, as tight as she was, but she would always lose herself on that fat bulb pressing against her puffy pussy lips when she worked the toys.

One day… One day she would be knotted.

It wasn’t always like this…

Once upon a time, Judy Hopps was a respected police officer, known throughout the city as the cop who busted the huge Howler drug case. It had taken her from a beat cop to immediate stardom, and the attention back then was even overwhelming.

It also came with its downsides. Being in a cop in such a corrupt city had opened her eyes to her work, and how the elites and the wealthy were protected from the law she represented. Despite all her efforts, Bellwether and Lionheart went free on their corruption charges, and both Judy and Nick became insulated and depressed with their roles not amounting to much.

The worst part was seeing Nick withdrawal.

She had converted him, sold him on the idea of serving the people as a peace officer and helping get justice done, but when Nick realized it was all for naught, he resigned from the force and moved away from Zootopia.

Judy’s heart ached from that. She had loved Nick, truly, and now and then she thought about him coming back to her.

But he was gone… Hustling in some other city on the opposite side of the country.

She would text him now and then, try calling him, but he never responded or picked up. It was like she was a part of his life he’d rather forget.

That hurt the most.

After that, Judy realized maybe Nick was right. She resigned from the police and shuffled around odd jobs for the next few months.

It wasn’t until she discovered OnlyFur did she realize there was an audience for her in a more erotic sense.

Judy was initially surprised to see all the bunny cosplayers sporting her police uniform and stripping for the camera, even having sex with canine or fox partners dressed like cops.

It was surreal; seeing an avatar of yourself experiencing such raw, messy pleasure. Judy felt jealous… Maybe even resentful.

So, Judy opened her own OnlyFurs account, curious to see what kind of draw she would get.

At first it was tame stuff; showing off her uniform from her previous life, or doing the exercise techniques she had learned from training. She figured she would draw in a couple of fans, maybe a dozen if she was lucky.

She drew in THOUSANDS, and they begged for her to do more scandalous scenes, to show off her body more.

Judy was rather shocked.

She wasn’t a buxom babe like Gazelle. Her breast size barely reached even A-cup, but these fans were fiending to see more fur from her body, and that made her feel hot and desired in a way she had never felt before.

It got her aroused.

It got her wet.

Soon, she was doing her exercise videos in nothing but her kevlar body armor and panties. Eventually she stripped down to a bra, thong, and a traffic cop hat she got from a costume store.

The fans wanted more and more. They wanted her to spread her pussy, to sit on toys, to show off her asshole, to pee on camera, to be fucked by many eager studs. It was unfiltered, exhausting, and overwhelming… But she was making so much cash with every stream that she did more and more.

Eventually, she made enough money to move out of her small apartment and move into a bigger place in the carnivore side of town.

Being surrounded by dogs, foxes, and wolves seemed to drive her wilder, and her streams reflected that as she became more and more slutty for the camera. She would inhale the scent of a dog working out in the park at the center of the neighborhood, and then remember that scent when she came again and again for her fans on camera that night.

She eventually hired a moderator team, and they did an admirable job of filtering out the super weirdos and creeps, keeping her fanbase respectable but undoubtedly intoxicated by her.

She felt so desired, filthy and hot, and she let herself become absorbed in this erotic culture of sex, toys, kink, and depravity.

She learned quickly that she was more of a sub, attracted to masculine males and older dogs, but every night spurned new desires that tickled her fancy. She identified as pansexual, finding herself masturbating on camera to many types of fur on her second screen. Women, trans men, trans women, intersex… She had a taste for all of it. Though she found herself exceedingly drawn to the carnivores, no matter their gender.

Judy’s new life was going great. It wasn’t complicated; it wasn’t messy; it wasn’t corrupt… It was raw, sensual, playful, and full of sex.

She thanked the stars her parents and siblings were country folk, and that they weren’t ‘online’ as far as she knew. Judy knew her parents suspected she was doing something more erotic than her cop job, but they were happy to let her live her life and make her own decisions. After all, she was happier, and she was making way more money.

After an hour of trying to fit the knot inside her, quaking through many orgasms, Judy finally realized she was spent and began to sign off from her stream, “Thanks guys. I’ll take the knot, eventually!” She said with a panting wink. She must have looked tired, because her fandom was encouraging her to get some rest.

Judy smiled. The mods did a real good job of cultivating an audience that respected her while also objectifying her, when appropriate of course.

She loved being their shared whore.

She gave a small wave, and then signed off from the general chat, so that only moderators could speak to her now.

Only one mod was online tonight…

DD40: What a mess! Need me to get you a mop?

JunkieJude: haha, no i’ll take care of it ;P

DD40: You’re getting closer to taking the knot though. I think you keep cumming so hard you clench your pussy tighter every time.

JunkieJude: GOD, i know. i can feel it almost popping in but that stretch sends me over the edge each time. i’m such a knot slut lol

DD40: I could train you on my knot if you want. ;) I dunno if I ever told you, but I stream in Zootopia too.

Judy froze at that.

She didn’t know DD40 was a canine, nor did she know he lived so close. DD40 was her best moderator, and sort of held the reins of her other mods as the ‘top dog.’

Their words, not hers…

Judy clicked on his name, and following a link he had set on his profile.

It had led DIRECTLY to DaddyDoggy, the 40-year-old German Shepherd that was the source of her pleasures and desires for many restless nights.

Judy’s purple eyes went wide, frozen in place on her chair as a deep flush crept into her cheeks.

Her favorite porn star, the one who was responsible for her entire depraved world now, was the mod for her chat and he had been one since the beginning.

She was star-struck and dizzy, covering her face with her paws and her ears in her first instance of true embarrassment since she first stripped naked on camera.

Judy turned off the camera in a flurry of clicks.

JunkieJude: omg

DD40: What?

JunkieJude: please forgive me, but I think I just realized that you’re DaddyDoggy

DD40: lmao, you never knew?

JunkieJude: No!!!! I mean, I know most my mods are on OnlyFur too but I never realized it was you ;_;

DD40: Its ok! I’m not offended.

DD40: Offer still stands. ;)

Judy bit her lip, suddenly unsure…

In truth, she had dreamed about fucking DaddyDoggy for years. It was one of her go to fantasies even beyond the camera. But now, she was getting cold paws… Here he was, offering to ‘train her on his knot.’ A literal DREAM, and she was unsure.

She left him on read for a while, pacing around the room, before he popped up with another text.

DD40: I apologize! It was forward of me, as a mod, to offer to do a scene together. Just forget I said anything.

JunkieJude: NO! I would LOVE to but…

JunkieJude: this is gonna sound silly, but I’m nervous. you’re so experienced and I can’t even take the knot yet…

DD40: Tell you what. Let’s go out to get to know each other. We’ll go somewhere sexy and fun, get you warmed up and wet, and we’ll see how the night goes. If you wanna try it, we’ll make it work! If not, at least I got to hang out with the famous Judy Hopps.

Judy took a deep, shuddering breath.

JunkieJude: ok, let’s do it :3

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Judy looked in Wyatt's mirror with an uncertain expression, scrunching her eyes as she looked at her new latex fit.

DD40, or Daddy Doggy, was now Wyatt, the German Shepherd she nervously came to visit before the two made off for their nightly adventure in public play. Judy had to work herself up to pack her kink bag with everything she might need, along with building the confidence to step out her front door. She didn't bother with the toys, seeing as how that would have filled two other duffel bags with how many she had, but most of her fetish wear could fit into one bag.

She thought of many possibilities for the night, from the most erotic to the most boring. Though, her mind lingered on the erotic fantasies more than once.

Walking down the street in gym clothes, Judy felt devious and nervous carrying such an assortment of gear. All it would take is one rip of her bag for her depravity to spill out on the sidewalk before the city’s curious eyes. Of course, that was an OCD-tier ‘worst luck imaginable’ kind of scenario. Still, Judy was letting her nerves do the talking.

He had been the perfect gentleman when she came into his home, showing her around and making sure she felt comfortable. She half expected him to jump her bones right then and there, but instead he poured them each a glass of wine and the two talked for over an hour to get to know each other, their kinks, their limits, and everything in between.

Judy learned that Wyatt was much more experienced than her, and had done way more sexually. Though he told her his resume in a way that was rather bashful, as if he were afraid of judgement from her despite being one of the most shameless OnlyFur stars she knew. He claimed he was starstruck when it came to her, but Judy wondered if there was an actual hint of affection there, or if it was all an act. But mostly, she trusted this dog. He had been a mod on her stream for a long time, and never took advantage of such a position before now.

Judy didn’t know Wyatt before she became a cam girl, so there was no past beyond the erotic that she could look to as a reference to who he was. She worried that this would limit on their budding relationship, but Judy felt very relaxed in his presence. He wasn't too forward, too eager… There was a patience and wisdom that probably came with his age. The age gap between them might have set off some alarm bells, but Judy had an embarrassing attraction to older men.

Yes, Judy felt very comfortable. Though, that could have been the wine. Judy helped herself to another glass while the two were talking, polishing her nerves into something more smooth and relaxed.

“Don't get too drunk, now.” He told her. More like an order… And the rumbling tone of his deep voice made her tingle with anticipation. She had set the glass down after that, flustered at how quickly she followed his order.

Wyatt just smiled, as if he knew what he was doing to her.

Now Judy was looking at his full sized mirror, which was much taller than her, trying on different kinky getups for the night. He had his own attire he was going to club in, but Judy insisted on the two only sharing once they were done and ready. The thrill of the mystery was getting her aroused, so she tried to focus on the attire before she starting dripping on his floor.

Judy was dressed very slutty. On her legs up to her thighs she wore a tight pair of latex leggings, the grip of the hem on her thigh giving her flesh a small, sexy divot showing how tightly the latex clung to her. She thought about how lewd the sight of cum rolling down the black latex would look, and shivered. That could very well be a possibility for the night.

The latex went down to her footpaws, covering her heel but leaving the toes on her footpaws fully visible. All three of them. Her toe claws were painted a deep, sensual black. A lot of her fans assumed she had paw pads, but it was a common misconception around rabbits. She wriggled her gray and light gray bunny toes, admiring her nail paint job from the night before. Judy wondered if her claws had enough strength to hold against Wyatt's hips while he was fucking her, and she quickly shook those lusty thoughts away before she got carried away with them. God, just imagining him using her almost made her want to get on her back and start rubbing.

On her torso she wore a lacy thin black harness that crossed in multiple X’s across her thin body, also made of a stretchy latex. It left her perky pink nipples, her pussy, and her asshole completely bare for anyone to touch, grab or use. She didn't want to wear something that would cover it up. That wasn't the point. Judy was playing a slut tonight, so she had to present as one.

Judy flushed red in her cheeks every time her mind lingered on her availability. The messy, lusty images appearing in her mind like a porno made of a possible future. She thought of men just grabbing her, bending her over, and mounting her cunt or asshole without asking for permission. The riskiness of it was such a hot idea…

Even though there was no one in the room, her ears fell to cover the deep red on her cheeks brightly burning through her fur. She was getting too worked up!

‘Okay, focus!’ She told herself, giving a little pat on her cheek and straightening up her ears.

On her arms, she wore latex sleeves that reached up to her biceps, clinging to her appendages much like the ones on her thighs. These reached down into a fingerless glove styling that left her furry fingers free. They didn’t wrap around her knuckles like proper fingerless gloves would, but they slid between her fingers to hold the latex over her inner and outer palm.

She admired the black leather collar at her neck, flicking at the large O-Ring that hung at her throat. It was good and tight, only allowing a finger between flesh and fabric. There were a lot of play collars that were poorly made, easily snapped if tugged hard enough. Not this one. She wanted to be led wherever the dogs wanted her. A submissive with no choice but to follow the guide a dominant gave her. She couldn’t wait to be tugged around by Daddy- Wyatt’s leash.

She didn't really know what to do with her ears, but she put on some black mascara that she fully expected to run, along with a bright lipstick to plant kiss markings where she was burying her snout.

She placed her paws at her navel, smirking at the little gray heart she had shaved into her pubic fur above her cunt. The fuzz jutted out, and it had a pronounced texture to it she liked to toy with while lounging at home. She loved making little designs for her fans, and they always spammed her chat with an emoji that closely resembled it.

She imagined it getting drenched in dog cum and found her face burning again.

‘God, you’re gonna be soaked before you even get to the club!’ She told herself internally. She really needed to get a hold on her desires, manage them with more tact and patience.

Judy did not know what club they were going to, but Wyatt had mentioned it was a kink club in a red-light district. Judy had wandered the district from time to time as a cop, but never as a patron. A lot of sections of the city were focused on different species. They weren’t segregated, of course, but a lot of different folks in Zootopia stuck with areas that could accommodate their specific needs. Prey and predators didn't have the same social requirements, so they developed into areas of species solidarity, despite the diversity she knew from Zootopia’s design.

Wyatt lived in this predator district way longer than she had, so he probably knew of the more illicit parts of its own specific red-light district. What did a canine red light distract even look like, anyway?

Judy clasped her paws together, suddenly nervous. Would she be accepted in these spaces? Should she even attempt to come in? She wondered if the predators would see her as invading, that ex-cop who was ready to draw on her friend Nick on first sight.

Judy cringed at the woman she was.

She didn’t really think her intruding in these spaces was dangerous, but possibly disrespectful. These areas had their own cultures. Who was she to step into them for her own base desires?

Judy huffed, taking one last look at herself in the mirror before picking up her overcoat with her arm.

Well, whatever the outcome, the night wouldn't go anywhere with inaction at the mirror.

Wyatt was already downstairs when she padded her way down the steps, biting her lower lip as she admired his attire.

He wore a black leather jockstrap that seemed to barely hold the heavy package at his groin, a felt strap reaching around his waist. His fluffy dog tail was underneath the felt strap, and there was nothing protecting his butt and asshole from any kind of attention, save for his pert, muscular cheeks.

At his strong torso, he wore a black chest harness. His broad, pronounced pecs held up the harness, and Judy couldn't help but admire his pierced nipples, along with the attractive scars that lingered all over his form. Judy had no idea how he got those scars, but they gave him a masculine, scary vibe that was contrasted strongly with his warm personality.

As if on cue, she got a reminder of his ‘golden retriever’ energy. His tail wagged when he saw her outfit, and Judy felt like she was going to melt from just his smile alone.

“I think we both might get arrested if we walk out the door like this.” Judy laughed, slipping her paws behind her back so Wyatt could drink in every bit of her naked body. Well, naked in the sense that all the important bits were out and free.

“Probably,” Wyatt laughed, slipping on his own trench coat over his arms. Judy was sad to see the display of his large, hot body go away, but knew it was probably for the best before either were tempted into going too far before they left.

Judy put her black trench coat on as well, smirking to the large canine, “So, where are we going?”

“I know you like doggies, so I thought we could go to ‘The Kennel.’” Wyatt said, still smiling.

Judy frowned a bit at that, “But… That’s for canines only, right? They won’t let me in.”

Wyatt nodded, waving a finger at her as a sort of, ‘just you wait’ kind of motion as he dipped into his own kink bag that was sitting on the kitchen table to fish out something for her.

In his paws he held a black neoprene pup mask, attire she was aware of but had never worn, “Kennel club lets prey in if they act the part. All you need to do, my bunny friend, is become a puppy for the night.” He tossed the pup mask to her, smirking.

Pup masks were new to her kink-wise, but she had seen them before. They were tight fitting, almost like latex, and they jutted out with a fake snout. Pup hoods never attempted to be an accurate portrayal of a canine. It wasn’t like it was a Halloween mask. Each part of the removable snout had distinct lines and sections. This mask was solid black, but she had seen ones in a variety of colors. The black fit with her goth attire though, so it would match easily.

Judy couldn’t help but wag her own tuft bunny tail at the thought of being an honorary pup at the Kennel Club. She admired the neoprene material with her thumb, even smiling at the two holes at the top of the mask for her bunny ears. It seemed he had removed the dog ears for her.

She quickly tried it on with no hesitation, reaching above the mask to siphon her big floppy ears through each hole. She looked up at him, “Woof.”

Wyatt laughed with pleasure, “Oh, they’re going to LOVE you.” He stepped over to her, rubbing the top of her head like she was a genuine pup. Judy lifted her hands up to her chest, letting them bend at the wrists so she looked like an eager puppy desperate for attention. The petting felt nice, and gentle… Honestly, Judy could see herself just sitting and being stroked up and down her head and back like a proper pet.

Judy was glad for the mask, because she flushed brightly once again.

‘GROPE ME’

They arrived by taxi, and Judy put on her mask as soon as she stepped outside into the cool air of the front entrance of the club.

The club was any typical building in Zootopia, and she looked up to see a neon sign of a dog bone sliding into a dog collar. Not very subtle at all, but it still made Judy smirk from under her mask. There were a few leather clad canines lingering outside smoking, so Judy didn’t feel out of place by her attire at least. Though, they stopped what they were talking about to look at her directly.

She padded her way after Wyatt, letting him take the lead as he greeted the doorman and slipped him some money. He nodded them both inside.

Even outside, she could smell the deep canine scent that lingered all over the place. It was intoxicating, and she wasted no time handing her coat off to coat check at the doors before walking in after Wyatt.

As soon as she was naked in public, feeling the lingering eyes scan up and down her small bunny body, she found herself already getting wet.

Judy loved the stares and also feared them, so she kept her eyes focused on the club and tried to ignore the prying eyes of non-consenting canines.

As the two entered the dance space, the scent hit her like a truck. She looked about the neon lit club, watching as canines grinded up against each other, danced, and bumped to the hard beat of the loud, chaotic electronic music.

Judy did not recognize the song, but it felt appropriate to the wicked desires and lusty dogs that seemed enthralled with the heat, sex, and sweat of the club.

She could see a couple of canines paired off, either publicly fucking, giving pleasure, or filling the loud club with breaking slaps of whips on flesh.

It was a heaven soaked in the lusty pleasures of a deep hell, and Judy wanted to bathe in it.

Wyatt led her deeper into the thrall, letting those around them part from their approach like waves from the old testament. He was taking them right to the center, in the mass of sweaty, musky canine bodies.

Wyatt turned about, lifting his paw to her neck to gently trace along her bare fur with his padded fingertips. She cooed under her breath, wriggling from the touch, watching as Wyatt hooked a leash to her black leather collar snugly at her throat.

As Judy walked through, she saw the glistening eyes of predators lock onto her with feral desire in their stares, their mannerisms, and their erotic scent. She suddenly felt like she was part of a buffet table, with a group of hungry dogs ready to gobble her up.

She hesitated for a moment; the leash snapping taut that Wyatt was guiding her in with. There was something thrilling being led into a den of hungry men, all ready to pounce and use her for whatever they wished, but still she felt a primal part of her lizard brain go wired and anxious. Her thighs were already closing from the arousal and fear that was rumbling in her core, and she felt the need to run in the opposite direction and lift her tail simultaneously.

Wyatt turned around, seeing Judy come to a total stop. He looked her up and down, as if inspecting her with a full spectrum of senses.

He smiled warmly, padding his way to her and keeping the rabbit close so that he was her complete focus in the den of predators. She lifted her small bunny paws to his chest, quivering as she looked up at him so that all she could see was the older Daddy doggy who had lured her into this wolves' den.

“Hey, it's ok if you wanna back out.” He offered, placing his large paws at her hips. Her eyes came to the center of his torso, so she laid her chin against his abdomen to look up at the doggy. She knew without seeing that this was a claiming act, and the surrounding dogs would stay at bay. The music seemed to fade out and all she could hear was the thump of his heart in his chest.

“I just… I just don't want to go to fast.” Just admitted, unable to really give a reasonable excuse for why she was hesitating. In truth, there was a part of her that wanted to be ruined and destroyed, but she knew that thought was at the back of the line of thoughts while her fear and hesitation were vying for front position.

Wyatt seemed satisfied with the answer, “They won't touch you unless you have permission written on your body. They take good care of prey in here, and there’s always someone watching to make sure nothing gets too crazy.” Wyatt explained, “So don't worry about being taken and fucked or anything like that.” He offered a gentle pet along her ears, laying against the back of her head as her purple eyes looked up at him through the pup mask. “I’m with you, and you’re not leaving my leash.” He stated with authority.

Judy shivered at the idea of being taken and used by a random dog. It was a fantasy, sure, but scary too. Things could easily get out of paw. “O-Ok, I'm good with touching and groping I think. For now, I mean.” She exhaled, happy to draw a line at where her fun would go. It felt good that she had some sort of control on it, even as a sub to this club of dommy dogs.

Wyatt nodded, fishing a big permanent marker from the small pocket attached to his jockstrap. Inside was also a small bottle of lube. Judy wondered how many men and women Wyatt had fucked in this very club, using that very lube. She wondered if she’d be next.

Once he bit off the cap on the marker, the glow in the dark ink came to life in the dimly lit club with the word, “GROPE ME” on her flat chest. It burned brightly green, and the trancing lights lit in a stroking effect.

Judy bit her lower lip, her fluffy bunny tail giving a cute wag at the future molestations of strangers worshipping and grabbing her small bunny body.

He turned Judy around to write, “TOUCH ME” on her back, and gasped at the many men all looking at her.

There were dogs of all sizes and shapes… Rotties, Huskies, Dobermans, Danes, Foxes, Maned Wolves… All looking at her and the new label adorning her chest.

Judy felt like she was going to faint.

Once the label on her chest was completely readable to them, they pounced on her eagerly like she was a new chew toy. Judy gasped and closed her eyes to let everything overwhelm her in a wave of new, frantic pleasure.

The first paw slipped between her legs to tease at her bare bunny pussy, the padded fingertip of a husky in front of her pressing against her clit hood before sliding down to run that rough canine pad against her soaked pussy lips. He teased at the hood of her clit, then lathered her bunny button underneath with the arousal that was dripping down her thighs.

She gasped, pushing her hips towards the stranger, eagerly accepting being fingered by the big dog. This invitation seemed to urge more of the canines on once they saw the eagerness of the small rabbit to be handled like a doll for their curiosities.

Two other paws dipped down to compete with him, and soon she was feeling a greased fox finger push inside her asshole while two other paws fought to push inside her cunt. Judy’s back arched, and she lolled her head back as her own quivering paws came to rest at the large canine bodies surrounding her.

The leash at her neck was still taut, a constant reminder that Wyatt was just out of her circle of dogs, ready to whisk her away if things got too wild.

Her quaking paws were then grabbed, and she was guided to holding something… She opened her eyes, seeing each of her paws gripping big red canine cocks. She immediately stroked, huffing in obscene desire as she felt the swell of their big knots expand at each of the bases.

Pre-cum rolled down the underside of each cock, and she lathered their big dicks with their own pre-cum as she felt the friction of her grip on their cocks get slicker and easier to stroke. The canines she was pawing off seemed to enjoy that, and the hot pants of desire filled the space between Judy and her boys.

She already felt her first orgasm building from so much attention and the deep filling of fingers pushed inside her asshole and cunt. She whined as she erupted over the wandering paws that were stuffing her needy holes, gushing with bunny cum that seemed to spur the dogs even more. More paws slipped between her legs, and she was soon overwhelmed with paws.

She was a small girl, and most the canines surrounding her were much taller and bigger than her, so when their individual fingers pushed inside her tight bunny fuck holes, it felt like she was being split roasted on big prey cocks, not the pred fingers that were making her gush with bunny cum as she rolled from one orgasm to another.

She couldn’t imagine taking one of these large canine cocks she was stroking in her small paws.

As she stroked, she was honored with the first steamy, musky load of canine cum that splashed over her face and body. She shivered, feeling the warm ropes of doggy seed covering her, and she closed her eyes and held out her tongue to taste the salty release. She also put her entire attention to the cock that was cumming, milking it with bother her paws as the seed showered her.

She felt dizzy, being marked so early in her time at the club. She panted like a canine, absorbing herself in the role as the other cock she was stroking erupted with another sticky load that tracked against her pup mask, her chest, and down her legs.

Cum rolled down her latex long gloves, her fur becoming soaked and matted with the stain of canine sperm coating her. It was so warm and glorious, like being bathed in the most intoxicating liquid.

She wanted to fuck. She wanted to be bred.

Judy found herself on her toes as she was grabbed, groped, and squeezed with abandon, being manhandled and touched by so many men in quick succession. Many cocks pushed into her paws, and she found herself overwhelmed with trying to pleasure each one. She thought about using her mouth, going down on one, but she loved the feeling of cum marking her, of that hot release coating her face as her mouth and tongue were used like a cum dump.

She came again quickly and looked down to watch the slick paws of the doggies get wet with her bunny cum. As her whole body rocked with climax after climax. If she didn’t get some control soon, she was going to be completely lost in the haze of lust and semen.

“Oh my God.” Judy whimpered through another orgasm, her eyes rolling back in her head in sheer pleasure as she was used and teased like a doggy plaything. She loved the feeling of warm cum coating her, and her body shivered with delight as she felt the strings of hot jit decorating her body.

Judy suddenly felt her wrists raised above her head, bound by the dog leash Wyatt walked her in with. She looked back at him, watching as he let others squeeze by to get a turn with her. His eyes were warm and encouraging, and she knew this dog was so good for her, ready to train her into a free use knot hole.

The two had been swayed towards the center of the Kennel Club, and Judy could feel the wet puddles of seed at her toes as she walked into the center of what could be called an orgy. She wasn’t the only one getting such lustful treatment, but it sure seemed like she was the center of attention.

The wet plaps of hard knots hitting canine cunts and Assholes filled the space between the music beats, and she squirmed with the needy desire to have her own body used against a big, swollen doggy knot.

She was put on display like a wet statue, her whole body available for free touch and grope by the bound position, shivering with delight as she felt more and more loads splash against her.

Paws reached up to pet and squeeze over her small breasts, and she squealed in a mix of pain and enthralled pleasure as a claw pinched at her nipple.

Soon enough, another pinch… and another.

She wanted to hurt more, to be a toy for these dogs.

She looked back at Wyatt with a hazy, lost look in her purple eyes, “M-More… I-I wanna hu-hurt!”

‘HURT ME’

No sooner had Wyatt written the words ‘HURT ME’ did Judy feeling her body truly be treated like a rag-doll.

She arched her back with a quaking orgasm as she felt the claws of half a dozen canines rake against her, the painful delight of being marked while simultaneously soaked with load after load of hot doggy cum was making her mind swim in contrasts.

She looked down to her naked front, watching as a big paw left a track mark against her chest and stomach. He didn’t break skin, but there were three wonderful parallel red lines decorating underneath her fur. She wanted to reach down and feel the raised, pained skin, but her wrists were bound above her, her stature up on her toes as she tip-toed in puddles of warm cum.

Judy came again and again, her tongue lolling out in such a pathetic expression as wandering paws did what they wanted with her body.

Big claws pierced her nipples, fresh blood running down her belly as strangers individually tugged them. The pain rolled through her body, confusing the pleasure she was feeling into a burst of chaotic reaction that burned in her core like a furnace.

She continued to ride the big paws of the predators, individual digits filling her cunt and asshole and making the rabbit stretched so fully on the invasive men. She was going to lose her mind, broken into a pathetic mess that craved doggy cock, paws, spit, and cum.

Two big paws planted themselves at her upper back, and she curved in shivering pleasure as they used her back as a scratching board. She wasn’t even sure if they broke skin that time, or if the warm wet feeling at her back was more semen soaking into her fur.

She wanted to be fucked. To be used, knotted, ravaged, raped, broken… She wanted to lose herself in such obscene pleasure that she would become addicted to it.

She was losing consciousness, and she hoped they would keep using and hurting here while she blacked out.

Before she lost conciousness, she heard the soft words of Wyatt behind her, “Ok, I think she’s done.” The words faded away into the darkness, as they continued her filthy gang bang in her sex-laced dreams.