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Tampering~

2026-01-25T17:45:34Z

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['''Tampering~''']

It was another sunny day at the mansion.

The birds were singing, the trees were bristling, and the servants(organic and robotic alike) were in top gear tidying the place up and clean from any dust and disorder.

One of these servants however, the master’s personal service droid Toriel, were not taking part in the cleaning and polishing endeavor, for she had an objective that surpassed even the upkeep of her master’s home… Getting her software fixed and updated.

For the last month now, she had experienced TWO instances of indecent behavior on her part, and both times, she had not a single file in her databanks that could explain to her what happened between meeting the young sirs, and then her being fully or half naked…

But today, that ‘elusive glitch’ that has caused her so much motherboard ache, would finally be dealt with!

“Okay… And that is the last instalment, now, just to sit and plug myself in, and i’ll be fine as new” Toriel talked to herself, pressing some last few keys on the keyboard and hitting enter. Once done with that, she proceeds to strip naked, just to not overheat in case of a coding error or such of that nature, and sits her large posterior on the office chair.

Grabbing the USB cord, she looks at it for a moment. “Alright, here we go” She said, pulling her fluffy right ear over her head, before inserting the USB into her direct connection port. Once it was secured properly, she laid down her hands to her thighs, and stared blankly forward as her eyes a moment later lost any kind of sentience. The only sound that could be heard was the pc’s fans spinning lightly, and Toriel’s internal hardware humming softly together with the occasional beep.

Lucas strode down the mansion halls, just having gotten done with his obligatory homework, he’s worked up quite the appetite and was going to make one hell of a sandwich for his hungry stomach. But on his way to the kitchen, he stumbles upon quite the surprise inside the computer room. Toriel, in her haste to fix her supposed ‘Glitch’ problem, had forgotten to close the door fully, letting Lucas spot her in her naked, mindless glory.

The goat boy’s hunger, seemingly having evaporated, grew curious as to what the older goat was getting up to. Pushing inside, Lucas then closes and lucks the door behind him, wishing not to be disturbed while investigating the scene.

Walking over and stopping just a foot away from her, he couldn't help but look over the stunning milf-bot. Waving a hand in front of her face yielded no reaction what so ever, which made the young goat a little bold, as he then went to squeeze one of her heavy melons, enjoying the feel of her silicon filled utters shaping around his fingers. Yet still, nothing came of it, not even a little moan, she just kept staring blankly ahead, with a smile on her lips.

Releasing her tit, Lucas moves over to the pc to see what she is installing herself with…

“ ‘Software analysis’ and ‘software update’... ''Oooohh-hohohooo!''” He hooed in glee. This was a once on a rare moon chance he has come across!

Usually, when he fiddles with the staff bots’s code deeply, his fingerprints, however small he made sure they were, were always there, leading back to him. This little huddle has 90% of the time come back to bite him. However, in this instance, ‘Toriel’ is the one managing her code and files ‘herself’. Meaning that, anything he wrote or changed in her coding, would be found as her own doing, should someone check her databanks.

Rubbing his hands together with a dastardly gremlin attitude, Lucas places his fingers upon the keyboard. “Hihihiii… Okay, let's try something simple… First tho… *Click* Pausing that… Now, voice lines~” He hummed, followed by a wave of keys getting pressed rapidly.

Hitting enter, Toriel’s head tilts slightly, eyes still staring blankly as she starts to say. “Oooh Lucas~! Please fuck my fat fucking ass!” “Use me like a cheap sex toy!” “Face fuck me till my slutty brain brakes!” “I was built to only worship your cuck, master~” “Hhmmph~ Plleeeaasss fuck my pussy” Was all the debuturas lines that came out of her blank but smiling face. But, this verbal wishes were enough to have the young goat spring a boner under his jeans. “Heheheee, yeah, that's right! I’m your boss! Not dad!” He proclaimed. “Alright, lets move over to something bigger~…” He mumbles, one hand clicking about on the keys while the other fiddles with the flyer on his pants.

Next was general movement, which he locked to only being her upper half. He doesn’t want her to accidentally slip and rip herself out of connection.

Pressing a few last buttons and hitting enter, he turns and leans against the table, and looks at the blank Toriel, cuck in his hand as he waits for the little ‘show’ that was about to be put on~.

A moment passes, and Toriel’s arms spring to action. Each hand grabbing their corresponding sided tit tightly, before playing with them slowly. Pressing, squeezing, lifting, dropping, and even giving them a ‘little’ twist that would have made a real mammal let out half a screech. Then, she shifted to pinching her nips while still foundling her own giant melons, pulling on them even, stretching them beyond that of a normal nipple. And during all of this, her maw was wide open, as sexual moans emanated out of it, coupled with admiring words for her young master, and pleading wishes for his ‘girthy’ cuck and ‘heavy’ balls.

During all of this debutury, Lucas was busy practicing his own, jerking up a storm with his schmidt in hand, panting steadily while his cheeks were glowing red from his endeavor, and the lusty show~. Then, an idea sparks in his head. Pausing her, he writes and re-writes a few more lines of code, before hitting enter again and stepping right up beside her, dick pointing straight.

A few seconds go by, before her right hand disengages from her tit and aimlessly looks for its new target. Taking hold of her thick soft hand, which he explores for a moment to really enjoy the ‘caring’ feel it has, before guiding it down to his cuck. Once he guides her fingers around his meat, do they latch around it like vipers do their prey, making him bleep in surprise from the sodden force. Must’ve set the force sensibility scale too high, he thought. But right now, he couldn't change that setting, without her snapping his little Jr. off in the process… All he could do was endure the forceful treatment of his own making, as the hand began to slowly jerk him.

Lucas moans under his breath with each stroke she gave him, giving his dick a floaty twist with each upwards and downwards motion, and it felt sublime~!. But then it stops up around the crown of his pride, shifting around to ‘teasingly’, tho more aching to lightly ‘squashing’ said crown between all five fingers. He grabs her wrist in an effort to ‘tell’ the blank minded goat-bot to ease up a bit, but at the same time couldn't find the strength to ‘really’ make her stop. After a bit more crown torture, her hand snaps back around his cuck fully, and starts to jerk again, but this time, the speed of these strokes were steadily increasing.

With the increase in speed, so did the volume and tone of Lucas’s moans. When her jerking motions reached a certain tempo, the little goat couldn't help but lean into the mature goat woman, face pressing against her right tit in utter bliss, as she showed no mercy upon him in any capacity, as he did not code in the concept of mercy for this little pleasure scene of his.

He didn’t know if it was by instinct, or just his lusty desire, but he couldn't help but ‘pay her back’ for the extreme handjob she was giving him, as his right hand sneaked down to her folds and started playing with it, and fingering it shortly after… Tho if she felt any of it was an unknown factor.

But after a time, her stroking grew too fast and too strong for him to hold on any longer. And with a very girly and goaty moan, Lucas blows his load all over her hand, thigh, and hip. And thankfully did he code in that she would release him once orgashm had been detected, letting go of his aching rod, as it pathetically spewed out a few more, meager ropes, as it deflated.

Pulling away quite drunkenly, he nonetheless had a big’ol smile on his face, even chuckling a little from the exhaustion. “Heh… Heh… fuck me that was good~... Okay, i think i’ve done enough. Time to add one final thing, and THEN start up your original update again…” He said, before once again going back to the monitor.

As his last bit of tomefoolery, Lucas was gonna add a secret trigger word that would only activate for him. And while under this trigger, she would act as nothing but his most devoted, milfy slave. Doing everything he commands, no matter the restrictions, which there will be none off~, and behaving however he likes her to. Submissive, Dominant, or that Inbetween, either way, she would be HIS plaything until he told her back to normalcy.

It took a good 30 minutes, but once it was done he hit enter one last time, before closing the window and opening up the update one again, and pressing ‘start update again’

“Hmhmhm~ See you later Tori, enjoy your ‘update’ when you wake up again~” Lucas told the still blank staring Goat, as he unlocked the door and left with a very pleased stride in his step.

[The End]

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2026-01-25T17:45:17Z

Captain villain88: Created page with "<gallery widths="450" heights="450">Software Update.jpg</gallery> (Art done by the ever wonderful Altop_Ilust on Discord/Twitter) Category:Anthroid Category:furry Category:Stories Category:Altop_Ilust Category:Toriel ['''Tampering~'''] It was another sunny day at the mansion. The birds were singing, the trees were bristling, and the servants(organic and robotic alike) were in top gear tidying the place up and clean from any dust and disorder...."

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Date Malfunction

2025-11-01T21:03:32Z

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[Date Malfunction]

You walk through the finely carpeted doors of the Golden Saloon. A pub designed for only the wealthiest of smugs in all of Krakton, filled with the priciest of liquor, vodka, rum, and all the wines in the world.

And you can FEEL that you don’t belong here.

You alone stick out like a sore thumb, wearing your old half worn tuxedo with reluctant gusto. The suit itself wasn’t dirty, nor had any tears in sight, but it wasn’t as pristine as the other patron's either. Luckily for you, it went as ‘passable’ for the snubs so they wouldn't dagger you down with their condescending looks of superiority… And wealth.

‘Why’ were you even here in the first place?. Oh, right. One of your old pals from your school days called you last night. Informing you that he found someone that may light up your life a little, given your wobbly life as of late. You still wonder why you even agreed to go and see this ‘special’ person, and HERE of all places.

After a few minutes of wandering around, staying just the right amount of incognito from most of the rich folk, before finding a lonesome spot by the bar. Not even two seconds after you plop your ass down do you get assailed by the bartender. Said bartender was an automaton on two wheels, spotting 4 arms, a square and bulky torso, and a round head whose face was one big screen that ran from the top and down to where their jaw would have been, if they had one.

On said screen were two big cartoony eyes, and a big, bushy, twirly, mustache. “And what can I fetch for you this fine evening, good sir!” It asked in an elderly British accent “Do you want some of our most exquisite whisky to lighten your senses, sir?”

“I’ll just take some wine if that’s fine with you… Don’t really feel in the mood for any of the heavy stuff right now…” You told the automaton, while resting your head on a clenched fist. Looking and sounding as downtrodden as a man can get.

“Ofcourse, sir. One wine coming right up!” They proclaimed. Not picking up on any of your miserableness, as they just sped off to another part of the bar to grab you your wine.

You sigh a heavy sigh, running your left hand down along your face, before pinching the bridge of your nose, while still holding onto the lower half of your face.

“You mind some company?...” A feminine voice asked to your left, making you drop your face pinching, and turn to the voice’s source. Standing there was the most gorgeous looking woman you’ve ever laid eyes on, but not just any woman, but a Renamon of all things!. Dawning luscious long dark hair, golden jewelry around her neck, and wearing a finely woven stola that makes her look like a beautiful Greek goddess.

For a moment, you are stunned for words to say. But once you do find your voice again, you do so with a slight stutter. “Uhm-uhh, eeh-well n-no? Uhm… Sure, take a seat…” You say. Scratching yourself behind the ear in very mild shyness.

“Hm~ Marvelous~” The Rena cues with a silky sweet voice, before taking her seat beside you, while holding this regal posture.

You both sit there for a few minutes in semi-pure silence, while all the rich people mewling around and about, talk up a storm with one another. In this silence, you were busy keeping your eyes glued down on the bar table. Body tense from the mere fact that a beauty like her was sitting right beside you. Meanwhile tho, she’s been staring at you with a warm smile, intrigue in her eyes, patiently waiting for you to ease up a bit.

“Ah! Here we are, sir!” The jolly voice of the Bar automaton breaks the choking silence, as they roll up before you and the new arrival with a big bottle of vintage wine. “I’ve found just the right bottle for a lone heart like yo-Oh my! My good sir!” The bartender exclaimed when it noticed the well dressed Renamon. “Why didn’t you tell me you were gonna spend your evening with a fine lady?. And a fair one at that!”

“What?! No! she isn’t-”

“No need to get heated, Richerd. I hadn’t introduced myself to him yet” She told the automaton with a small giggle. “Now, would you be a dear and fetch us a glass each~”

“Of course, ma’am. Right away!” ‘’’’

You sit there for a moment with you filed glass of wine, before breaking the silence. “...Sooo… I take it you're a regular here?”

“Hmm, and what makes you think that?”

“Well, you just called that thing by it’s… Name. making it sound like you’ve known each other for a while now… Kinda hard not to draw that kinda conclusion”

“Hihihi, yes, that do be quite a give away…”

“...Well, now that we’ve broken the ice, I gotta ask… Why are you here?. I’m not insinuating anything, it’s just that… From what little I know of digimon, you guys tend to rather stay out of our world’s affairs… So what gives?”

She hums for a moment, before giving you an answer “It’s true that most of my fellow kin are not much for this world’s drama. But some of us grew an interest in it, and that’s why i’m here~”

“Uuggh… Okay? But, that still doesn’t quite answer my que-”

“But enough about me, I wanna hear more about you~”

“Tsk!” You sneer. “Heh, What is there to tell? I work as a miner, and as the handy man for when the drills start acting up…. I live in an adequate sized apartment that is just big enough for me and my things… My mother died a few weeks ago from food poisoning… And overall, I feel like utter shit…” You spilled your tale.

“And that is all there is to it, really” You finish with a fake, optimistic tone in your voice.

Rena looks at you, pity in her blue eyes. “I’m sorry to hear that…” She says.

“Can…Can we not with the ‘pity’ shit right now?” You asked her, pleadingly.

While you both were sulking between one another, the automaton rolled in with two glasses and placed them perfectly in front of you, while continuing to roll by “Hm, of course… Can I then offer you a drink instead? To ease the tension.” she asked with a sunny voice, as she began to fill the wine into the glasses.

You stare at her for a moment, until she holds out to you your glass “...Sure…” And you take it.

Before you knew it, you and this magnificent creature had been chatting for over an hour. Talking about nowadays scrobles, small insignificant little pet-pives you both have in your day-to-day routines. Laughing at a few jokes and a couple of stupid wordplays, the latter being from you and your terrible attempts at pickup lines. All in all, you were enjoying it. Hell, even a flicker of a spark between the two of you, made itself known in your gut.

However, it was first when you were done with your sixth glass, that you noticed that she had not taken a single sip from hers this entire conversation.

“Say, you need to go somewhere tomorrow?” You ask, face a bit red from all the wine.

“Not that I remember, no. Why you ask?”

“Heh heh, because I haven't seen you down a drop on your end yet!” You proclaim, before raising your newly refiled glass. “Come ooon! live a little and take a sip already! Haha!”

Renamon looks at her glass for a moment. You don’t notice, since you are busy with your own glass, but she stares at her glass while sitting as still as a rock. Neither do you hear, what sounds like a very muffled ‘Beep’, come from her, as she proceeds to reanimate once again.

“Hmhm, yes… You’re right. To us then!” She responds with her own proclamation, before taking the edge of her glass to her lips and down half of it. Smacking her lips and making a comical ‘Aaaah~’ she puts her glass back down on the counter. Twirling a finger around the edge of the glass, as she looks at you with a sassy glint, and her tail wiping behind her.

“Yeeaahhh! Hahaha! No need for all the fancy shit! All we need is a bottle of wine and good company!” You announce with a louder voice, but none of the rich-pricks seem to notice your proclamation in the slightest.

“Hihihi, yes you got that- Hihihi, yes you-yo-you got thatthat-pzzt! Hmhm-hmhm-hmhm you got a lovely-ly-ly voice~-Voice~-Voice~-Voi-Tzzt! Hihihi-hihihi yes yooo-got right that-right that got-Righ-Tzzt!...” Rena stuttard. Or that was what it sounded like to you. But at the same time, that wasn’t any normal kind of drunk stuttering you’ve ever heard before. She wasn’t that big of a light-waight, was she?.

You only grew more concerned when the Fox began to visible vibrate, before also then noticing some of her limbs start twitching.

“Uuhhh… You alright?” You asked the mildly twitching renamon.

“I’m-i’mi’m-I’m fine, John-jo-JOHN. Tell me more-mo-more-morrr-re about youryouryour seeelllllfffff-*Bumpf!*- ERROR-R-R! Liq-Liq-quid detect-tect-tec-Errr- System-em comproooo…” Renamon blurted out, head snapping into a wired angle as her eyes were going crossed, before then starting to look in the opposite directions in quick tandem, together with her head snapping sporadically from one direction to another.

You were about to ask what was happening, but instead jumped with a yelp in your seat when the tweaking digimon crushed the glass she was fiddling with on the table, glass splinters flying to and throu, and spilling its contents all over the bar. Her claws dug trenches into the hard wood as she slowly dragged it along back to herself.

Before you could reach a hand out to her, the yellow fox had already slid off their stool before going into a static motion. Arms jerkingly moving up, before then going all the way down and behind her, while her legs kept taking her one step forward, and one back. Her tail flickering about like a frenzied snake, brushing away the remaining glass shards while also drenching her tail a bit in her drink.

“Oh dear! It seems The fine lady couldn't handle her pint once again” Richerd piped as it observed the malfunctioning Renamon. “Not to worry, sir. I know how to calm her down…” The automaton told you, before a new set of hands protrudes out of its back like tentacles, and flies over to wrap around the tweaking mon. Next, they pull the mon back, and half onto the table facing up, still twitching and spazzing out like no tomorrow. Then the bartender grabs her head with it’s second pair of hands, holding it still. Richard then lifts it’s third right hand with it’s index finger out-stretched, as said finger’s tip flicks to the side as some wired long tool, pops up from the now open finger.

Then, without skipping a beat, does it position the tool by Rena’s ear, pointing directly at her ear canal, and thrust it inside. Rena locks up immediately, her body arching heavily while the only part of her still twitching is her restraint head. Her mouth snapping up and down in static tandem, while her eyes flickered and her eyelids twitched. During all of this you could hear a faint static sound, accompanied by a few pops and krakles, emanating from Rena.

It lasted for a good 20 seconds, before Renamon finally gave up the ghost and fell back limp onto the table, Eyes dimming into darkness.

“There, that calmed her down like a well fed cat! Hahah!” Richard commented while unraveling their ‘tentacle hands’ from the now motionless mon.

Utterly baffled and confused at all that just happened, your brain finally clicks together, what should have been obvious a few minutes ago. “Wait… So… So she was a-”

“Android? Why of course, my good sir! You should know like every other chap that ‘Real’ Renamons would rather be dead than mingle in our society. Ho! ho! ho!” They bellowed a hearty laugh.

But instead of laughing with them, all you do is look at the de-powered, ‘fake’ Renamon. Your heart, sinking back down into depressiveness once more. “......Will it… Will ‘SHE’ be alright?” You asked the bartender.

“Why of course, sir!. It was only just a minor malfunction, she’ll be back up and at it again in no time!” They assured you. “Tho… her memory banks may positively have gotten corrupted from the liquid she consumed…”

“So she wouldn't remember me or our talk just now?”

The bartender looks at you for a moment. The beeps and boops from inside it’s metal shell, buzzing loudly as they compile their answer. “I’m… Afraid that may be the case, sir…”

You stare at the automaton for a few seconds, then back at Renamon. You swivel back on your seat facing the counter, before lowering your head solemnly on it, and your arms covering around it on the counter aswell. You sigh a deep and methodical sigh from your bruised heart, before asking the bartender with a muffled voice. “Can you fetch me a bottle of the heavy stuff? Now i REALLY feel in the mood for it…

“......Of course… Right away, sir…” Richard affirms, leaving to fetch the strong liquor, for the broken porcelain-man that was you…

You glance over at the still inert robot digimon. Even tho she was lying halfway over the counter and disheveled, you still saw the beauty in her.

“......Hope we can… talk again sometime…”

[The End]

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Wolf in sheep's clothing

2025-08-28T20:05:17Z

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'''[Wolf in sheeps clothing]'''

It was another sunny day over the megatropolis city of Krakton. People mawling about the streets, or driving along the busy and snaking roads which run throughout the mighty city, like busy little ants.

Today was just another Tuesday for every hard working citizen of this comune… Except for one young pizza-boy, who’s day would go at a slightly different tone.

“You want me to deliver pizza to what district?!” Karl asked his boss, half shocked, not liking the sound of what zone he was being sent into.

“You heard me, boy!. I need you to deliver these 30 pizzas to a very well paying customer inside district 22…” His boss, an elderly bull three times his size, explained to him again with an air of impatience.

“But boss… That’s Wilder tuff! Everyone knows what they’ll do to ‘outsiders’ that enter there. Not to mention those who do food delive-!”

“I don’t wanna hear it, kid!. The customer is paying top credit for these to be delivered as soon as possible, and you are the only one available at the moment” The old bull huffed. “Now stop your whining, and move out!. Chop! Chop!” They command while shooing karl away to do his job.

Karl wanted to object, but knew better then to try and talk back to the bull. He wasn’t looking to be fired just yet, since this was the only job he managed to score for the last year, ergo, his only source of income. Soo, taking a big gulp of air and giving a heavy sigh, the young sheep complied with his boss’s orders and went into the back to load up the pizza van.

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30 minutes later
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When one would drive into district 22, they would notice how much of a dump it looked like. Of course, it wasn’t as bad as district 8, which was nothing but a rotten shit hole, where one could either get the most hard hitting drugs in the world, or get caught in the middle of one of its daily gang wars. Tho 22 wasn’t too far from becoming the same…

Karl drove slowly through the mildly trash covered streets, looking from side to side nervously for the drop off point. It didn’t help his nerves though, by the fact that most of the homeless beggars, who were sitting up against the various graffiti painted buildings, and the handful of punkish grouped thugs, standing on either side of the sidewalks, were eyeing him the whole time as he drove through. Maybe because they don’t see too many cars driving by these parts, or maybe it was because he drove the most eye-catching company vehicle which made him stick out like a sore thumb.

In any case, all he had to do was get to the client, drop off these stupid pizzas, and get the hell outta there… But sadly for him tho, his fears had finally decided to make manifest, when one of the crocks stepped out into the middle of the road. Wielding a long rusty pipe, which they rested on their shoulder.They signaled Karl to stop with their free hand, a sinister smirk on their lips.

Karl had a thought of just running the guy over and run, having a pretty good guess on what'd happen if he did stop. But that idea was quickly quenched when more of the crooks joined the first on the road, each of them giving him a mix of sinister smirks, and intimidating grimaces. Not good.

Looking at his mirrors, he sees that backing up wasn’t an option either, nor turning the car around, as he was now surrounded by a small mob of them.

The poor pizza-boy sheep began to panic, even hyperventilating a little. What the hell was he going to do?!?.

His condition didn’t get any better, when the first crock that stopped him, walked towards the car and around to Karl’s side, spinning their pipe around a few times as they advanced upon him. Once they stood in front of the car door, they lightly tapped on the window before lowering down to look inside at Karl with a ‘Friendly’ grin.

“Hej there, pal… Mind coming out here for a little moment? We just wanna have a little ‘Chat’ with ya is all… Heheheh” He requested with a chuckle, voice muffled by the window. Karl, too fearful of answering, nor doing as the crock asked, just stared at them with fright on his face, before then shortly after shaking his head no.

The crock, in turn, hit the window again once, but this time hard enough to splinter it, but not shatter it. Their friendly smile was gone, now replaced with an annoyed scowl and glare. “It was not a request, piss-ant! Get your ass out of that hunk-of-junk before me and the boys drag you out of there and beat you to a bloody pulp!”

Things looked rather bleak for the poor sheep, but shortly after the crock’s threat on his well being, a howl echoed in the air, causing all those present to halt what they were doing, and look up to the rooftops. Karl’s curiosity got the better of him, twisting and pressing his head up against the cracked car window to look up as well.

Standing proudly at the edge of a 4 story building, stood four stunning wolves, each one female and wearing black leather jackets, and torn blue-gray jeans. Looking down upon the gathered mass of people with sneers and toothy grins on their gray furred snouts. One of them, standing taller than the other three, and was no doubt the leader, barked down at the assembled crocks.

“HEY! What’s the deal with the lot of you?! You all making this big of a ruckus over a damn pizza delivery?! Or rather, more importantly…” She yelled, before all four wolves leaped off the edge of the building. Kerening down towards the pavement like cannonballs. Karl covered his eyes, not wishing to see the four canines splattering across the walkway. However, once they did connect with the ground, it was not their flesh and bones that yielded, but instead the ground itself. The stone, shattering around where their paws made landfall, as they stood back up with those smirks still on their faces. “‘OUR’ pizza delivery…”

The wolves, after ripping their paws free from the pavement, trots their way up to the leading crock that threatened Karl just a moment ago, their hips swaying and bobbing with a bitchy attitude to ‘em, before they stopped in front of the crock leader, towering over him by a couple of heads.

The crock in question tho, looked up at them with a scowl. “Oh piss off, you rotten mutts! We found this little prick first, so we got dibs on ‘em, and their stuff!” They hissed, brandishing their weapon to try and intimidate the larger canines, but failed to do so, as they all cackled amongst themselves.

“Ho-oh-hooo~! That’s rich!” The leader snapped. Toothy grin on their lips. “Have you forgotten who owns this zone, pup?” She asked, her face inches away from his.

“I Don’t give a damn about what claim you Wilder bastards have! This one is OUR’S, so you bitches better scram before we show ya what’s good! Right guys?!...” The crock exclaimed. But as he waited for an answer from his pals, nothing ever came. “Guys?...”

Not a single one from the mass of crocks neither said, nor stood forth to provide any proof of the lead crock’s claims. All they did was look between one another with fear and concern, some even taking a few steps back, to outright walking away from the scene. not wanting any part in their leader’s idiotic death march.

“Hmhmhm… Say, you wanna repeat that? Hmm?~” The leading wolf asked, smugness clear in their tone.

The crock faltered slightly, as he looked between the wolves and his spineless comrades a few times. Eventually, with an angry, yet repressed, growl. The crock lowers his weapon. “...This isn’t over…” He hissed from behind clenched teeth, before storming off. The rest following closely behind.

“Yeah yeah! Whatever you say, pussy! Hehehehe…” The lead wolf yelled to the leaving crock, before then turning their attention to the sheep boy in the car, who had been spectating the whole event with bated breath. Once he registered that he was now the focal point of attention again, Karl ducked his head down in a feeble attempt to hide.

“Heh… Cute~” The leader chitted with a click of her teeth. Standing by the car door after a mere few steps, the wolf sees the trembling back of the cowering sheep, which only makes her chuckle some more while she slowly slides her hand back and forth across the door. Having her fill of terror infused sheep, the wolf’s hand stops on the middle of the door. Clicking her clawed fingers against the smooth metal a few times, before said fingers punches through the metal, and with herculean strength, rips the car door clean off. Exposing her terrified price inside~

Karl had already crawled over to the passenger seat the moment the door got torn off its hinges. heart pounding in his chest as he stared at the outright monster, staring back at him with a smirk.

‘’’“Gosh, you just keep getting cuter and cuter~...”’’’ The leader remarked. Dropping the door off to the side before reaching inside the car. ‘’’“Come here!”’’’

‘’’“WaitWaitWait!! PLEASE!!!”’’’ Karl exclaimed while the wolf leader dragged him out of the car by one of his legs. Once out, the leader now held the poor boy upside down by the leg, as he sprawled about like a fish out of water, begging for his life

“Is that the delivery boy this time? Looks rather scrawny to me boss” One of the other wolves remarked. A fully black pelted one who looked at the sprawling sheep skeptically.

‘’’“O-M-G! He’s soooo fluffy and cuddly looking!”’’’ Another budded in, with a more energetic tone and demeanor. The complete opposite to the prior wolf’s black fur. ‘’’“Can we keep him?”’’’ She asked, while giving the puppy eyes.

‘’’“Cool it, Lyla!”’’’ The last wolf snared, and bumped them on the head, making them yelp in pain. If Karl wasn’t busy flailing around and begging for mercy, he would have noticed the metallic ¨Punck¨ that came when the wolf hit their friend. This wolf was of a black and white fur pattern, with the fur around their jaw and down along their throat and chest being white, while the rest was black.

‘’’“All of you, CAN-IT!”’’’ The leader barked, before turning her attention back to karl. ‘’’“Alright boyo, you got our order with ya?”’’’

“wha-bu-th-Huh!?” Karl stuttered

“I said, Do. You. Have. Our. Pizzas?”

“Uuh, um, well… Yes? Uuh, they are in the back…” He told them, and pointed to his car while still hanging upside down.

“Heheh, Sweet~! You are a lifesaver!… Daisy! Call the guys and tell them food’s arrived!” The leader ordered.

“Wait… Aren’t you gonna, well, eat any of them?” Karl asked, confused.

“No…” The leader merely said, before dropping him nonchalantly

“Geeooww!! What the-Mmhhraaa! FUCK!” Karl groaned on the ground.

“You see, Boyo. We don’t really need to eat, if that wasn’t obvious”

“ 'obvious'? What do you mea…What ARE you??” Karl asked, now truly confused

The wolf raised an eyebrow “...Really? We jumped off a roof and landed perfectly fine. I ripped off your car’s door, AND held you up with just one arm like it was nothing. And you still haven’t put two and two together?” The leader inquired, sounding mildly annoyed that the sheep was this slow to put things together. “How about you take a close look at our eyes, then you should be able to do it” She said…

Karl did just soo, and finally noticed how all of their eyes glowed a bit, even rotating slightly now and again.

“Wait, you a-are… Androids?”

“Ding! Ding! Ding! You guessed it, fresh meat!” The leader congratulated him. ”Not only that, but we are also the top dogs of androids in this zone, so you better not get on our bad side~” She told him, before letting out a laugh.

While she did that, Karl glanced over to the other three wolves by his car. They were busy unloading all the pizzas onto the streetwalk. “Soo… You gonna p-pay in cash or-”

“Already done, boyo! Wired the pay right to your boss once we confirmed you came” She answered before he finished his sentence.

“Um… Alright… Uuh… Then I think I'll just… leave again, uuhm…” He said, taking slow yet long steps back to the car as he talked. “Hope your… Uuh… Friends enjoy the pizzas and… Have a good da-Gaa!” Before he could even sit himself back inside the car, did he get yoink back from it by the leader’s clawed hand on his shoulder, back pressed right up against her toned chest. His head nestled between her moderately sized boobs, making him feel a certain way.

“Oooh-ho-hoo, not so fast there, cowboy! You ain’t leaving just yet~” She growled down at him with a devious grin. “See, me and the girls have been feeling rather ‘bored’ lately. A boredom which the other guys can’t quite help with anymore, they’ve just gotten too stale for us… Which is where YOU come in, Handsome~” She growled some more, now surrounded by her fellow wolves, who also stare at him with the same devious grin. “So for now…”

Before he could react, all four wolves grab onto him and lift him off the ground. Giving him no options of struggling free. “You are coming with us, Lover boy~!” She exclaimed, followed shortly by all of them cackling as they sped away with him in their clutches.

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10 Minutes later…

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The four wolf women dragged Karl all the way back to their hideout, all the while Karl tried to squirm out of their unyielding grasp, constantly begging them to let him go. When they reached the front of the building, the leader of the four wolves proceeded to knock on the heavy steel door a couple of times, which was then followed by the eye hole on it sliding open shortly after. A deep and somewhat tired voice asked from the other side. “Password…”

“ ‘Wild life is the free life!’. Now open the door, jackass!. Me and the girls just caught some fresh meat that needs a good beating~!” The wolf leader growled, giving Karl a devious side glance.

*Groan* “When don’t you… Hold on…” The faceless voice said, before the sound of a handful of locks unlocking sounds out, and the door creaks open for their party to continue inside.

Once inside, Karl sees the gatekeeper. A very tired looking giant of a donkey, who also wore the same kind of leather jacket and get-up as the wolves did. They looked down at Karl lazely, as he was carried away, before calling out in a monotone voice “I’ll be praying for your soul kid…”

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The lead wolf kicks open the crudely made iron door into their ‘lair’, walking in as she stretches her wary servos. Meanwhile, her three lackeys carried the squirming sheep to the room’s masterbed with haste, outright throwing him onto it as he bounced a few times, letting out an ‘Omhf’ and ‘Ah!’ with each bounce he made.

Karl was about to plead for them to let him go again, but stayed his tongue when he saw the wolf ladies quickly stripping themselves naked. Huffing and puffing like crazy, growling like wild savages as some of them started touching themselves with vigorous moves. If the smell that assaulted Karl’s nostrils didn’t state the already obvious, these mechanical bitches were extremely horny

So horny in fact, that once they were done stripping, they then pounced on Karl like attack dogs. Grabbing and tugging on his clothes to strip him down too, but when that turned out to be too much of a hassle, they instead turned to ripping his shirt and pants and everything else he had on, to fine ribbons. All the while they did that, they also licked him like crazy, smothering his face, his hands, and even the inner side of his thighs, once they had gotten his pants away. Some of them even grinding their nethers on his leg, or forcefully grabbing one of his hands and grinding it against their steaming muffs.

Karl was just lost in a daze from the amount of lustful energies that encompassed him, especially the two pair of tits smothering him from two sides. He could barely keep his eyes open, tho if that was from the ‘pleasure’ or the lack of oxygen, he could not say. All he knew was, the world was going dark, but he felt like he was in a wired form of heaven~

“Alright, you horny mutts! That’s enough! We don’t wanna have him kicking the bucket before we all get a turn with him, now do we?” Their leader barked, now standing in all her naked glory. A sight that would make any man grow a hard on in no time.

“No boss…” The trio skulked, tails and ears lowered in apathy as they dismounted the poor sheep, who, in the aftermath of their assault, looked like a disheveled mess, and in a discombobulated trance.

“Oh, look what you dumb shits have done now! you broke him!” The leader barked.

“Naw aaww! He’s still working alright!” The black wolf retorted.

“Yeah! Look at his schmite, that part is still fully functional!” Lyla follows up, poking his hard and pulsating member with one clawed finger. Giggling a little as it bobs from side to side.

“Gooood, you are all so stupid….” The leader groans, pinching the bridge of her face in annoyance. “*sight* Move out of the way! I’ve got first dibs on him”

“Wha- No fair! We were the ones that carried him all the way here!” Lyla whined

“And i’m the alpha in this pack! so stuff it, bitch!” The leader barked, butting her away with a bash of her hip.

Once she was out of the way, the leader proceeded to climb on the bed, and crawl over Karl til she hovered over him. Staring directly down into his blank eyes.

Karl snapped back to reality once he registered that the lead wolf was now straddling him on the bed. Blinking a few times, he looks at her sheepishly, face reddening until he looked like a tomato. Which only lit a bigger fire inside the mechanical canine's internal systems. Her twat began to leak a bit from the sight of this boy’s ‘boy scout’ like nature, especially so as she felt the crown of his cock, clapping against her leaking muff. Eager to be given entry.

'''“Heheheh, i’m gonna enjoy breaking you in, meat~. You ain’t gonna leave this room until all of us are satisfied, and your cute little balls as empty as a dried up well~. And you can scream and beg all you want, but NO ONE will neither hear you nor come to save you…”''' She Said, before lowering down a bit to run her tongue across his short snort. “Tonight, you are ALL ours~...”

Karl’s face became a mix of both someone who was gonna lose their v-card, and one who thinks they are in heaven. But shortly after, it changed to one of contemplation, and a frown.

“Wait… No one is coming?” He began. One eyebrow raised.

“No one~” She affirmed with a predatory tone.

“And no one will hear us?” He asked next.

“Not a soul” She affirmed again, with a smile.

“And you four were robots?” He inquired again. With a noticeable shift in his tone

“yes…” She affirmed once more, but dragged the answer a little. What was with the sodden change?

“And you like to get… rough~” He asked one last time, with a small smile creeping up on his lips after he uttered that last word.

“...Uuuh, yes?” The lead wolf answered, beginning to sense something was off.

Said sense was confirmed when the sheep, after a short moment of silence, started to chuckle. Not a sinister chuckle, nor a hearty one, but rather something… in between.

“Heheheh… Well, in that case… Sit”

“Woah, woah there, meat!” She half exclaimed, rising back up from the sheep as she shot him with a domineering and toothy grin “You seem to have this twisted. you ain’t the one in con-”

“I said, SIT” Karl commanded this time, voice more stern then before.

This time, the leader moves back a little and sits up in a squat immediately, with her hands held in front of her chest, imitating an actual dog. “What the hell!?!?" the ‘alpha’ exclaimed. Head looking down at her own body, which has ceased to do as she commands.

'''“Hm, as expected. Made to look like a wolf, but also to follow commands like an obedient little dogo…”''' Karl mussed, sitting up to reach over to pat the struggling wolf leader on the head with a smug smirk on his face. His eyes having now dawned a sort of cold yet mesmerizing glance

“The hell did yo-”

“Ah!” He exclaimed, and her maw clapped shut immediately. But tho her mouth was closed, her eyes depicted one that was both terrified and baffled.

“Good girl~” He patted her on the head again before turning his sight on the other wolves. “You three, SIT” he commanded them as well, and they obeyed. But unlike their leader, their tails swayed back and forth excitedly, and their tongues hung out like the horny hounds that they were.

Looking back at the lead wolf, he sees the pure confusion amongst the panic in her mechanical eyes, and decides to give her a little explanation.

'''“See, I’m not only a pizza boy, but a dog trainer on the side as well. I help train people’s pets into behaving, do tricks, and all in all…”''' He looks into her eyes, before booping her on the snoot. '''“Be a good obedient dog~”'''

Resting his hands onto her firm shoulders. Sliding them slowly down her half beefy arms. Does he then move in on her decently sized assets, squeezing them a few times, moving them up and down as much as they could go, staring at them in a trance of sorts. Not for the reason that he is fumbling a ‘woman’s’ melons, but rather the thought of how much control he has found over these mechanical mutts. “I’ve always thought of trying my luck with dog-folk using these skills i’ve learned, but chose against it in the end. Realizing that there IS a difference between a dog-folk, and a regular dog…”

'''“But you four… You aren’t real people. You are machines. Machines made to resemble a dog-folk, but programmed with both the maimerise of a dog-folk AND a regular dog…”'''

'''“So thank you. Thank you for finally letting me play out this fantasy of mine… Present”''' He ordered.

The leader laid herself back on the bed, putting her moderate sized tits and leaking twat out on display for the ‘dominant’ sheep.

'''“My my… Look at how wet you are! Hm, that desperate for a dicking are you?”''' He hummed with a smirk, earning him a growl from the submissive leader.

“Oh, no need to play tough anymore…” He chimed, crawling up between her legs until he now hovered over her. Hands pleased on either side of her head, as he stared deeply into her mechanical glowing eyes. And her, into his, almost cold and blank, orbs of flesh and viscera. “Because now that i’m here, i’ll be taking gooood care of you four…” He whispered down to her, his cuck twitching against her folds. “I Promise you that”

After those words, The sheep, in just one flaunt motion, rears his hips back, and spears his rod down to the hilt. Causing the wolf leader’s face to go blank for only a millisecond, before exploding into that of cuck starving slut. Two pink hearts materialise themselves in place of her pupils at the height of the initial thrust, a feature that was lost on the wolves ever since they went criminal.

“Hahahaha! Now that’s more like it, girl! Who’s a good girl, yes you are~!” He laughed while complimenting her like a domesticated dog, and she replied back with lustful growls and happy barks.

Her ego, and rough personality from before, had all but evaporated. Now replaced by an old ego, that she had shed from her time as a ‘mindless’ pleasure-bot. She didn’t even formulate any words either now, only barks, howls, and moans came out of her maw. Occasionally, words would come out of her, but only as the most generic and simplistic dirty talk a basic sex-bot would be programmed with.

For the next seven minutes, Karl enjoyed every last bit of what this oversized puppy could give him. shifting from missionary to doggy, he took a well known page out from the universal canine book, and bit down on the bitch-boss’ neck. triggering a pre-programmed response inside their core code, as they howled to the non-present moon with wild abandon. her tail, pressed down against her back by Karl's stomach, twisted and grinded like crazy against said stomach, making the sheep grin while he was still biting down hard on her.

After having his fill of playing an ‘alpha wolf’ Karl shifted back to doing the leader missionary. But in the midst of pulling out and spinning her around, does he get reminded of the other wolves, sitting impatiently for their turn on the side, staring intently at him and their ‘former’ boss with almost mindless eyes.

Karl deduced that, unlike their leader, their A.I’ had not developed with the same potency as she had. Explaining how they snapped back to whore-mode immediately, with no resistance whatsoever.

Feeling pity for the three, call orders them to mingle with one another until he was done with their lead. And not even a millisecond after he gave that command, did two of the three taggle one another, going down on each other’s nethers in the 69 pose. The third wolf, with no partner at the time, proceed to finger themself vigorously. Their face one of a mind fogged by lust. The slurping of wet tongues and horny moans joined the orchestra of wet claps of pelvis to pelvis action, orchestrated by the sheep who tamed a pack of wolves…

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Meanwhile, at the entrance…
20 minutes later…
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‘Jackass’ the giant donkey, sat by the door to the wilder hideout as it’s ‘veteran custodian’, as always, since the one that was supposed to take his spot, hasn’t showed up yet. Hasn’t done so for a month and a half. So now it has become the donkey's main job to be the sole gate keeper…

But hey, if he gets to sit around and do jack all, while still getting paid, then he isn't gonna start complaining.

While ‘staying guard’, Jackass was enjoying himself a little by playing on a fancy gameboy of some kind, which he snatched from one of the many street kids that roamed the district.

When he was JUST about to finish the final boss of the level he played, someone came knocking. Distracted by the sodden knock, Jack hears the universal ‘Game over’ jingle sing from the gameboy, making him curse a little.

“Son of a… Hhhmm!” He grumbled. Putting the device away, Jack moves up to the door and slides the peep hole open.

“Whats the passwor- Holy shit!” The donkey blurts out once he sees who’s standing outside. Without skipping a beat, nor waiting for an answer, Jack unlocks the door like the devil had possessed him, and throws it open before standing at attention.

“Sorry captain! What’s the reason for the sodden visit?”

Stepping through the door with smooth and deadly steps, the captain, a slim and athletic lioness of black and grown fur, looks up at the donkey with a sly predatory stare and smirk.

The other members that were in the room, too, went up to stand at attention, dropping everything they were doing in the moment. Looking over the others at present, after making the giant sweat bullets from how uncomfortably long she was staring at him for, the lion speaks her reason.

“Oh, nothing much… I just heard from some tiny birdies about something… Less than acceptable” She said, while walking back and forth in front of them all. Oné paw resting on her wide hip, while the other swayed lazily on her side.

“And that is…?” A slim tiger asks.

“That those Bitch-bots of yours have been acting out of line… AGAIN” She growls with venom. “And yoouuu~ have just let them keep doing it”

“Hehha-Well, we have tried to, captn, but none of us really want to walk home with broken bones…” One of the dog members chips, only to get a stern stare from the lioness.

“Then grow a back bone and stand your ground!. YOU all are their ‘caretakers’!. If they don’t wanna get dismantled for parts, then they better do as YOU say! Not the other way around!. Hammer THAT into their thick metal skulls, or ‘I’ will!” She growled again.

“Pff, be our guest… you're the top clanker so you can handle them just fi-GRRAAK!” A short mouse man whispered, before a clawed paw grabbed him by the throat and hoisted him up in the air in the blink of an eye. The Lion glaring at him with a forced smile.

“Oh did you say something, little mouse?~. I didn’t ‘quuiittee’ hear that!” She asked, her paw gripping tighter around his throat, and her claws digging deeper.

“Nngh! N-N-No Ma’am! I-I didn’t-GRAGH!... Say anything!!” The mouse pathetically exclaimed

“Hm! That's what I thought…” She huffed, before dropping the mouse to the ground.

“Now… Would any of you mind telling me where these stupid mutts are at?” She asked with an annoyed glare.

“Aah! well you see, you just missed th-” “They just came in close to 30 minute ago Capn…”

The tiger was saying, until he got overspoken by Jackass. The Tiger glared at the donkey with metaphorical daggers for spilling the beans, But he didn’t pay much mind to that, as he now had the lion’s eyes on him again.

“Oh really? And all of them were present?”

'''“Yeah, and then some….”''' He answered nonchalantly.

The Lion paused for a moment, before closing her eyes and doing another forced smile '''“...Mind explaining what you mean by, ''‘then some’?''”'''

'''“Well, they came here while carrying some poor kid. Guy was struggling I tell you, I honestly think that he thought that he was gonna get murdered…”''' He told her, but as he retold his side of things, the lion still kept the smile up, but her eyes had now opened again, but became more and more ‘predatory’ the more she heard. Jackass didn’t seem to notice, but the others could definitely sense the bloodlust emanating from the lioness.

“Oh! You know what, I think that was the pizza boy who brought us those 75 pizzas, which they were dragging to their room!” He exclaimed with a small smile from putting two and two together, but soon noticed the outright fierce look upon the Captain’s face. Her green eyes had even turned to a dangerous red, making the donkey sweat again. '''“Uuuughm, Capn?...”'''

Without even saying a word, the lioness turns on her heels, and storms towards the corridor that leads further into the hideout. Shoving two of the wilder goons outta the way and off their balance. Tail whipping aggressively in the air behind her, while the sound of heavy metal footsteps echoed down the hall.

The tiger, seeing the danger comming their fuck-buddies’ way, bolted after the lioness to try and calm her down. He would soon be followed by a short statured beaver, who shared the same sentiment…

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Back at the den…

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Karl, now with renewed vigor after having his rod cleaned of his third load, proceeds to pound the ever loving hell out of the mechanical wolf bitch’s pussy for the fourth time. Latching onto one of her flopping tits with his teeth, suckling on it as hard as he could. Enjoying the sounds that she made, as her systems now had a hard time picking the right exclamations from how much he has put her hardware through.

Karl had truly enjoyed his time with these cute puppies. Making them dance a lewd little dance, jump on one leg or hold themself up with one arm. All the fun a ‘pet owner’ could have with their ‘pets’. But, with all of this wildness and lust suffocating the room, it awakened a ‘darker’ part of Karl’s mind. A part that too was lustfull… but lusted for destructive depravities.

As his first test of the water, he ordered one of the wolves to spin their arm around in a perfect, straight, windmill spin. Being the obedient mutt that they were, the chosen test subject did as instructed, spinning their arm around perfectly straight. Not a single flinch or reaction to the fake fur and flesh tearing and flying off their shoulder, they just kept spinning it until he told them to stop.

After that, Karl kicked it up to the extreme. Ordering Lyla, the white furred, and more energetic wolf, to snap her head a complete 180.

For the most part, bots of all kinds had been programmed with a safety net of sorts, giving them some semblance of self-preservation against acts that would result in their termination. Because, contrary to popular belief, not ALL bot owners want to see their VERY EXPENSIVE property, take a gun and blow their own head off…

But to Karl’s pleasant, yet ultimately expected surprise, these four puppies had disabled said safety net when they had made themself’s ''‘free’''. As Lyla, with that obedient puppy face of hers, grabs her head with both hands, and without skipping a beat or any fanfare, rips her hands anti-clockwise, and snaps her head half around.

Lyla stood there for a few seconds, before, with a geyser of sparks flying out of one ear, start to waddle around. Arms moving around with jerky and staticky movements, while broken and corrupted moans and howls left her damaged voicebox. Then her out of control body took one very wide and high step, before promptly falling over backwards with a heavy *KLUNK!*. The body still twitched, but she was true and proper out of the game.

Getting an extra boost from this show of control, Karl ordered the two remaining wolves to duke it out, adding a lofty promise that whoever came out on top, would get a turn with his ‘bone’.

And they wasted no time. The black wolf threw the first punch, clocking the other square in the jaw and down to the floor. The other wolf didn’t stay idle tho, and swooped the black one’s feet from under them, making them slam down to her level. Before the newly proned wolf could retaliate, the other was upon them, sitting on top of the black wolf while beating their face in with both of their hands.

Karl, meanwhile, was lying back against some pillows on the bed, enjoying the ''‘cat fight’'' before him, while his ''‘price’'' was gobbling down his cuck with extra lewd slurps and gurgles between his legs. Even getting some ball massage in the process.

However, he only spectated the fight for a good 2 minutes, before he got bored and went back to fucking the bitch-leader. Yanking her head off his crotch by her hair, Karl moved aside before throwing her forward onto where he layed, spin her onto her back, and ramed his pride and joy back where it belonged.

He decided to look away, right at the crescendo of the two mutt-bots’ fight. As the wolf with the damaged shoulder, ducked under the black wolf’s swing, before landing a nasty swipe across their stomach, causing wires, tubes, and minor hardware to spill out. Then, with a precise attack, thrust their other hand up inside the black wolf’s open stomach, and rips out their powercore in the most brutal and gory fashion possible, as chips, wires, and other electronics was flung out from the merciless retraction.

The black wolf spasmed for a moment, before going completely limp. The light in their eyes fizzling out almost immediately, as they fall backwards and land with the same heavy ‘Klunk!’ as Lyla did.Coolant pooling underneath them, as residue power ran it’s last courses through their body.

The victor stares blankly at their defeated brethren, before carelessly dropping their foe’s dripping and spark power source, and turns back to their, currently fucking, master.

Moving up beside the bed with staggering steps, their legs having been damaged under the fight, climbs up onto the bed with jerky movements. Sparks ejecting from their exposed and damaged shoulder joint, while they made a glitchy whining noise that was stuck on repeat. Their scrambled mind could only think of wanting to join in on the fun, tugging on the fluff around Karl's hips, needingly begging him to do her like he is to their former leader.

His answer to them, however, was a back hand to the face. He was too far gone in his lust to care for the half broken wolf, his mind was only set on blasting the robotic whore beneath him’ brains out. And he wasn’t gonna let anything stop him from achieving that!.

Unbeknownst to him tho, his backhand had knocked something loose inside the wolf’s head, as said wolf rebooted for a moment. And when they came back, their eyes snapped down to the thrusting sheep’s naked butt. Their Hud ablaze with commands and objectives, all of which were glitching together into a real data sup that would make any machine start to haywire.

But the few strings of commands that shined through all of that, was the command to ''‘Maximize sexual pleasure output’''

Soo, with her new corrupted command, the damaged wolf crawled her way around to Karl's bee-hind. Her head being just close enough to get bonked a few times by the sheep’s ass. Karl was too lustbrained to care that he was bumping into something, and just kept on thrusting. What he did register tho, was when he was halted by two clawed hands, latching onto his hips, and a warm wind, blowing against his anus.

Before he could say or see anything, the glitching bitch-bot sticks her snout between Karl's cheeks and starts eating his unspoiled hole with sporadic strokes of their long and flexible tongue. This act earned them a surprised gasp and moan from the dominant sheep, who then bottoms out inside the lead bitch the moment he felt his most sacred of places getting penetrated…

This led into a chain reaction of karl, hilting as far up into the leader as far as he could, even so far as to piercing right through the fleshlight that made up the wolf’s pussy, and blowing his biggest load ever. Said load, now bathing the leader’s vital internal firmware, goes into a fullblown meltdown. Voice box going on the fritz, now rapidly shifting between various personalities and tone pitch. Arm getting minds of their own as one swings about like an eel, while the other repeatedly hammers down on the bed with a clenched fist. Legs were like wise, one kicking like mad, while the other had locked itself just over his, currently being penetrated, ass. Holding him with an iron grip.

And meanwhile, while all of that happened, her head twitched from left to right like she was on the most potent of narcotics. Eyes shifting around, changing color, dilating and un-dilating at a fast pace. Eyelids twitching and blinking while her maw staggered open and closed like a malfunctioning animatronic.

But the longer he kept on shooting, the quicker these actions picked up, right up until the 20 second mark. Where, with a violent twist that surged up the wolf’s body, did said wolf’s head begin to rapidly spin a whole 360 ten times. Sparks blasting out of their now exposed metallic neck while smoke streamed out of their straight standing ears. Until, with one final, but cut short, howl, did the whole head explode like a firecracker. Flinging bits and pieces of metal, fur, and CPU parts, everywhere. Even some into Karl’s fluff.

The explosion did manage to knock him out of his lust drunk state with a fright and a half. Making him slip right out of the now fully decommissioned wolf-bot, and falling flat down on the head of the wolf servicing his ass. Still dazed, Karl didn’t notice the ''‘Crack!’'' Under him, but he did notice shortly after, the dronening out noises coming from the wolf under him.

Pulling himself forward and off the wolf he accidentally sat on. Felling their tongue leaving his hole in the process. He looks back and sees their head has been dislodged from their neck, The light in their eyes slowly dimming out as he could hear their internal systems power down for good.

Once silence had taken dominion over the room, did Karl begin to come down from his high, and start to feel reality again… And reality was telling him that he was out of breath, and aching all over. But not only that…

'''“I… Did i… Did I really do all of that?...”''' He questions himself. His timid personality having returned, as he surveys the battlefield surrounding him. Then, his face lights up in a panic at his now very dire situation. '''“...Oh…Oh god! I need to get outta here! These guys are gonna kill me fo-”'''

'''*BOOM!!!*'''

With a loud bang, the locked door into the, now decommissioned, wolves’ lair, swung open. Startling Karl into pulling up the bed sheet to cover himself, as if it would protect him from what came bashing in.

'''“Alright you flea ridden mutts! What’s this shit I'm hearing about you catching an outsi-.....”''' The woman, a Brown lioness wearing black leather pants and vest, bellows. Only for her to trail off when her gaze landed on the sparking and twitching mess that was the wolf girls, and then onto Karl, who looked at her like a deer caught in the spotlight.

“Sorry girls! We tried to stop her bu- What the hell!?!” The sleek tiger from before exclaimed, once he too saw what had happened.

“What’s the ma-HUH?!?” A short beaver man soon followed, just as shocked. But said shock quickly turned to rage, as he glared daggers at Karl. “Oh you little shit!” They cursed him, before whipping out a knife, followed by the tiger pulling out a machete from their back holster. “We are gonna make you PAY for this!” The beaver exclaimed with venom in their voice.

But just as the two vengeful wilders had taken a few threatening steps towards the backpeddling sheep, who quickly crawled back as far as he could on the bed until his back was against the wall, did they get stopped by the clawed paws of the brown lioness, who towered over them(or just one head taller then the tiger).

'''“Hold it boys! I wanna have a little chat with this pipsqueak”''' The lion said, stepping forward in between them, while also shoving them behind her.

Walking around the bed, not giving the still twitching wolves on the floor a second glance as she stepped on them, she shortly after takes a seat on the bed close to the still, very much so, scared sheep boy.

'''“Hey there kid! Sorry about these knuckleheads, they are just idiots”''' She started off, earning a few silent vulgar remarks from the two Wilders standing by the door. '''“Anyways! I take it this whole mess is your handiwork? Hmmm?~”''' She inquired with a foxy grin.

Karl wasn’t sure what to truly say, Fearing what he says may cost him his life. “W-What’ll you do t-to me i-if i said y-y-Yes?” He stuttered slightly.

'''“Well… Then i’d clap you on the back and buy you dinner for doing me a favor! Hahahaha!”''' She laughed to everyone' s surprise.

“W-Wha?...”

'''“Favor!?! Captain what do you mea-”'''

'''“Oh can-it short bean! These bitches had it coming for a while now, since at this point they were just being a hassle to keep operational! As a matter of fact, I was on my merry way here to do them in myself, but it turned out that this rascal here beat me to it!”''' She explained to the beaver, with a light chuckle at the end.

'''“B-B-But they were doing pretty good lately! They are still pretty damn usefu-”'''

'''“''Oh Ho Ho Hooo~! ‘Useful’ you say?'' Yeah, sure… Useful at sucking your dicks!”''' The lioness hissed at the two crooks, who in turn took a step back when she bared her teeth. “Are you taking me for an idiot?! Or better yet, the BOSS-man himself for one?! He KNOWS that not only you two shit-for-brains, but also a handful of the other schmocks here, have been doing nothing but small ‘petty’ crimes, and getting your rocks off thanks to THESE walking trash-cans!” She growled, emphasising her point by kicking the head of one of the wolves by her feet, clean off its shoulders. Bouncing it off the wall and landing it right in front of the two, now very scared, Crooks.

'''“Now the question is…”''' She starts, inspecting her hand with a nonchalant look '''“Are you gonna act like real men and face the consequences. Ooorr…”''' She trails off, before flexing her fingers, followed by very sharp metal claws popping up from said fingers’ tips. '''“You gonna be a bunch of little pussies and try to book it?. If you chose option B then i’ll just say~... I WILL catch you, and I WILL chew your dicks off~ Hmhmhm~”''' She hummed, before shooting them a toothy grin. Running her tongue over each one in a hungry manner….

''“...No… Captain…”'' And both lowered their weapons in defeat.

'''“Good… Now get outta my sight!”''' She ordered, and both goons left with haste.

Once they were alone, the lioness turned her attention back on Karl and smiled once more. '''“soooo… Pizza boy, ey?. Dosen’t pay that much i reckon? Hmm?”''' She inquired

Karl stayed silent for a moment. '''“...Yeah…”''' He admitted. Head lowered when he realized he went through all of that for a meager paycheck…

“Hmmm… Say, have you ever thought about joining a gang?” She asked. Causing Karl to choke on his own spit from such an out-of-left-field question.

'''“WHAT?!? No! I… I don’t wanna be a criminal! Never! My job right now might not be the best, but it’s legal work!. Besides… I… I just don’t have th-”''' '''“Hush!”''' The lioness shut him up with one furred finger pressed against his lips.

'''“I didn’t say anything about you having to do any illegal shit. No, I was thinking more of a… ''‘Sidekick’'' for me, whenever I need to ‘break’ someone in~”''' She explained with a grin. '''“Heh, seeing how you’ve gone and dealt with these mutts, I can only imagine the sort of things and tactics you used to make them end up like this…”''' She continued, with a bit of praise on his ‘work’.

“Uuuuhh, hehehehha, yeeaaah, I have my… ‘Ways’… yeah, heh” He chuckled, embarrassed. Keeping any details of his, Extremely debaucherous actions prior, out of the convo. “But… I don’t know…”

'''“Well. If you change your mind tho…”''' She began, as her eyes flickered and changed color for a few secs, and the sound of a phone vibrating somewhere could be heard afterwards. '''“Give me a call, and i’ll get you sorted ''reeeaaal'' quick~!”''' She finished, and gave him a light punch to the shoulder. Tho ‘light’ was not calculated for a ‘fleshbag’, as Karl got knocked back on the bed with a grunt.

'''“Hahaha! Boy, your soft! I like that in a twink~”''' She laughed, before standing back up and walk towards the exit. '''“But I mean it, kid. Give it some thought…”'''

Karl looked at her as she walked away. Brushing his now even more aching shoulder, in thought of the lion’s offer.

'''“......Wait!”''' Karl called out

The lion paused at the door and looked back. '''“Yes?...”'''

Karl blushed before looking down into the bed. '''“You guys don’t happen to have any spare clothes? The wolves… kinda… tch, toor mine to pieces…”'''

“...” The lion looked at him with a deadpan look for some seconds, before bursting out laughing. '''“Aahahahahaa!. Sure, sure kid! I’ll get some of the boys to come with something for ya”''' She promised him. Giving him a wink before leaving.

[The End]

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Wolf in sheep's clothing

2025-08-28T20:03:33Z

Captain villain88: Created page with "Category:Anthroid Category:furry Category:Malfunction Category:Stories Category:destroyed [Wolf in sheeps clothing] It was another sunny day over the megatropolis city of Krakton. People mawling about the streets, or driving along the busy and snaking roads which run throughout the mighty city, like busy little ants. Today was just another Tuesday for every hard working citizen of this comune… Except for one young pizza-boy, who’s day would..."

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[Wolf in sheeps clothing]

It was another sunny day over the megatropolis city of Krakton. People mawling about the streets, or driving along the busy and snaking roads which run throughout the mighty city, like busy little ants.

Today was just another Tuesday for every hard working citizen of this comune… Except for one young pizza-boy, who’s day would go at a slightly different tone.

“You want me to deliver pizza to what district?!” Karl asked his boss, half shocked, not liking the sound of what zone he was being sent into.

“You heard me, boy!. I need you to deliver these 30 pizzas to a very well paying customer inside district 22…” His boss, an elderly bull three times his size, explained to him again with an air of impatience.

“But boss… That’s Wilder tuff! Everyone knows what they’ll do to ‘outsiders’ that enter there. Not to mention those who do food delive-!”

“I don’t wanna hear it, kid!. The customer is paying top credit for these to be delivered as soon as possible, and you are the only one available at the moment” The old bull huffed. “Now stop your whining, and move out!. Chop! Chop!” They command while shooing karl away to do his job.

Karl wanted to object, but knew better then to try and talk back to the bull. He wasn’t looking to be fired just yet, since this was the only job he managed to score for the last year, ergo, his only source of income. Soo, taking a big gulp of air and giving a heavy sigh, the young sheep complied with his boss’s orders and went into the back to load up the pizza van.

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30 minutes later
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When one would drive into district 22, they would notice how much of a dump it looked like. Of course, it wasn’t as bad as district 8, which was nothing but a rotten shit hole, where one could either get the most hard hitting drugs in the world, or get caught in the middle of one of its daily gang wars. Tho 22 wasn’t too far from becoming the same…

Karl drove slowly through the mildly trash covered streets, looking from side to side nervously for the drop off point. It didn’t help his nerves though, by the fact that most of the homeless beggars, who were sitting up against the various graffiti painted buildings, and the handful of punkish grouped thugs, standing on either side of the sidewalks, were eyeing him the whole time as he drove through. Maybe because they don’t see too many cars driving by these parts, or maybe it was because he drove the most eye-catching company vehicle which made him stick out like a sore thumb.

In any case, all he had to do was get to the client, drop off these stupid pizzas, and get the hell outta there… But sadly for him tho, his fears had finally decided to make manifest, when one of the crocks stepped out into the middle of the road. Wielding a long rusty pipe, which they rested on their shoulder.They signaled Karl to stop with their free hand, a sinister smirk on their lips.

Karl had a thought of just running the guy over and run, having a pretty good guess on what'd happen if he did stop. But that idea was quickly quenched when more of the crooks joined the first on the road, each of them giving him a mix of sinister smirks, and intimidating grimaces. Not good.

Looking at his mirrors, he sees that backing up wasn’t an option either, nor turning the car around, as he was now surrounded by a small mob of them.

The poor pizza-boy sheep began to panic, even hyperventilating a little. What the hell was he going to do?!?.

His condition didn’t get any better, when the first crock that stopped him, walked towards the car and around to Karl’s side, spinning their pipe around a few times as they advanced upon him. Once they stood in front of the car door, they lightly tapped on the window before lowering down to look inside at Karl with a ‘Friendly’ grin.

“Hej there, pal… Mind coming out here for a little moment? We just wanna have a little ‘Chat’ with ya is all… Heheheh” He requested with a chuckle, voice muffled by the window. Karl, too fearful of answering, nor doing as the crock asked, just stared at them with fright on his face, before then shortly after shaking his head no.

The crock, in turn, hit the window again once, but this time hard enough to splinter it, but not shatter it. Their friendly smile was gone, now replaced with an annoyed scowl and glare. “It was not a request, piss-ant! Get your ass out of that hunk-of-junk before me and the boys drag you out of there and beat you to a bloody pulp!”

Things looked rather bleak for the poor sheep, but shortly after the crock’s threat on his well being, a howl echoed in the air, causing all those present to halt what they were doing, and look up to the rooftops. Karl’s curiosity got the better of him, twisting and pressing his head up against the cracked car window to look up as well.

Standing proudly at the edge of a 4 story building, stood four stunning wolves, each one female and wearing black leather jackets, and torn blue-gray jeans. Looking down upon the gathered mass of people with sneers and toothy grins on their gray furred snouts. One of them, standing taller than the other three, and was no doubt the leader, barked down at the assembled crocks.

“HEY! What’s the deal with the lot of you?! You all making this big of a ruckus over a damn pizza delivery?! Or rather, more importantly…” She yelled, before all four wolves leaped off the edge of the building. Kerening down towards the pavement like cannonballs. Karl covered his eyes, not wishing to see the four canines splattering across the walkway. However, once they did connect with the ground, it was not their flesh and bones that yielded, but instead the ground itself. The stone, shattering around where their paws made landfall, as they stood back up with those smirks still on their faces. “‘OUR’ pizza delivery…”

The wolves, after ripping their paws free from the pavement, trots their way up to the leading crock that threatened Karl just a moment ago, their hips swaying and bobbing with a bitchy attitude to ‘em, before they stopped in front of the crock leader, towering over him by a couple of heads.

The crock in question tho, looked up at them with a scowl. “Oh piss off, you rotten mutts! We found this little prick first, so we got dibs on ‘em, and their stuff!” They hissed, brandishing their weapon to try and intimidate the larger canines, but failed to do so, as they all cackled amongst themselves.

“Ho-oh-hooo~! That’s rich!” The leader snapped. Toothy grin on their lips. “Have you forgotten who owns this zone, pup?” She asked, her face inches away from his.

“I Don’t give a damn about what claim you Wilder bastards have! This one is OUR’S, so you bitches better scram before we show ya what’s good! Right guys?!...” The crock exclaimed. But as he waited for an answer from his pals, nothing ever came. “Guys?...”

Not a single one from the mass of crocks neither said, nor stood forth to provide any proof of the lead crock’s claims. All they did was look between one another with fear and concern, some even taking a few steps back, to outright walking away from the scene. not wanting any part in their leader’s idiotic death march.

“Hmhmhm… Say, you wanna repeat that? Hmm?~” The leading wolf asked, smugness clear in their tone.

The crock faltered slightly, as he looked between the wolves and his spineless comrades a few times. Eventually, with an angry, yet repressed, growl. The crock lowers his weapon. “...This isn’t over…” He hissed from behind clenched teeth, before storming off. The rest following closely behind.

“Yeah yeah! Whatever you say, pussy! Hehehehe…” The lead wolf yelled to the leaving crock, before then turning their attention to the sheep boy in the car, who had been spectating the whole event with bated breath. Once he registered that he was now the focal point of attention again, Karl ducked his head down in a feeble attempt to hide.

“Heh… Cute~” The leader chitted with a click of her teeth. Standing by the car door after a mere few steps, the wolf sees the trembling back of the cowering sheep, which only makes her chuckle some more while she slowly slides her hand back and forth across the door. Having her fill of terror infused sheep, the wolf’s hand stops on the middle of the door. Clicking her clawed fingers against the smooth metal a few times, before said fingers punches through the metal, and with herculean strength, rips the car door clean off. Exposing her terrified price inside~

Karl had already crawled over to the passenger seat the moment the door got torn off its hinges. heart pounding in his chest as he stared at the outright monster, staring back at him with a smirk.

‘’’“Gosh, you just keep getting cuter and cuter~...”’’’ The leader remarked. Dropping the door off to the side before reaching inside the car. ‘’’“Come here!”’’’

‘’’“WaitWaitWait!! PLEASE!!!”’’’ Karl exclaimed while the wolf leader dragged him out of the car by one of his legs. Once out, the leader now held the poor boy upside down by the leg, as he sprawled about like a fish out of water, begging for his life

“Is that the delivery boy this time? Looks rather scrawny to me boss” One of the other wolves remarked. A fully black pelted one who looked at the sprawling sheep skeptically.

‘’’“O-M-G! He’s soooo fluffy and cuddly looking!”’’’ Another budded in, with a more energetic tone and demeanor. The complete opposite to the prior wolf’s black fur. ‘’’“Can we keep him?”’’’ She asked, while giving the puppy eyes.

‘’’“Cool it, Lyla!”’’’ The last wolf snared, and bumped them on the head, making them yelp in pain. If Karl wasn’t busy flailing around and begging for mercy, he would have noticed the metallic ¨Punck¨ that came when the wolf hit their friend. This wolf was of a black and white fur pattern, with the fur around their jaw and down along their throat and chest being white, while the rest was black.

‘’’“All of you, CAN-IT!”’’’ The leader barked, before turning her attention back to karl. ‘’’“Alright boyo, you got our order with ya?”’’’

“wha-bu-th-Huh!?” Karl stuttered

“I said, Do. You. Have. Our. Pizzas?”

“Uuh, um, well… Yes? Uuh, they are in the back…” He told them, and pointed to his car while still hanging upside down.

“Heheh, Sweet~! You are a lifesaver!… Daisy! Call the guys and tell them food’s arrived!” The leader ordered.

“Wait… Aren’t you gonna, well, eat any of them?” Karl asked, confused.

“No…” The leader merely said, before dropping him nonchalantly

“Geeooww!! What the-Mmhhraaa! FUCK!” Karl groaned on the ground.

“You see, Boyo. We don’t really need to eat, if that wasn’t obvious”

“ 'obvious'? What do you mea…What ARE you??” Karl asked, now truly confused

The wolf raised an eyebrow “...Really? We jumped off a roof and landed perfectly fine. I ripped off your car’s door, AND held you up with just one arm like it was nothing. And you still haven’t put two and two together?” The leader inquired, sounding mildly annoyed that the sheep was this slow to put things together. “How about you take a close look at our eyes, then you should be able to do it” She said…

Karl did just soo, and finally noticed how all of their eyes glowed a bit, even rotating slightly now and again.

“Wait, you a-are… Androids?”

“Ding! Ding! Ding! You guessed it, fresh meat!” The leader congratulated him. ”Not only that, but we are also the top dogs of androids in this zone, so you better not get on our bad side~” She told him, before letting out a laugh.

While she did that, Karl glanced over to the other three wolves by his car. They were busy unloading all the pizzas onto the streetwalk. “Soo… You gonna p-pay in cash or-”

“Already done, boyo! Wired the pay right to your boss once we confirmed you came” She answered before he finished his sentence.

“Um… Alright… Uuh… Then I think I'll just… leave again, uuhm…” He said, taking slow yet long steps back to the car as he talked. “Hope your… Uuh… Friends enjoy the pizzas and… Have a good da-Gaa!” Before he could even sit himself back inside the car, did he get yoink back from it by the leader’s clawed hand on his shoulder, back pressed right up against her toned chest. His head nestled between her moderately sized boobs, making him feel a certain way.

“Oooh-ho-hoo, not so fast there, cowboy! You ain’t leaving just yet~” She growled down at him with a devious grin. “See, me and the girls have been feeling rather ‘bored’ lately. A boredom which the other guys can’t quite help with anymore, they’ve just gotten too stale for us… Which is where YOU come in, Handsome~” She growled some more, now surrounded by her fellow wolves, who also stare at him with the same devious grin. “So for now…”

Before he could react, all four wolves grab onto him and lift him off the ground. Giving him no options of struggling free. “You are coming with us, Lover boy~!” She exclaimed, followed shortly by all of them cackling as they sped away with him in their clutches.

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10 Minutes later…

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The four wolf women dragged Karl all the way back to their hideout, all the while Karl tried to squirm out of their unyielding grasp, constantly begging them to let him go. When they reached the front of the building, the leader of the four wolves proceeded to knock on the heavy steel door a couple of times, which was then followed by the eye hole on it sliding open shortly after. A deep and somewhat tired voice asked from the other side. “Password…”

“ ‘Wild life is the free life!’. Now open the door, jackass!. Me and the girls just caught some fresh meat that needs a good beating~!” The wolf leader growled, giving Karl a devious side glance.

*Groan* “When don’t you… Hold on…” The faceless voice said, before the sound of a handful of locks unlocking sounds out, and the door creaks open for their party to continue inside.

Once inside, Karl sees the gatekeeper. A very tired looking giant of a donkey, who also wore the same kind of leather jacket and get-up as the wolves did. They looked down at Karl lazely, as he was carried away, before calling out in a monotone voice “I’ll be praying for your soul kid…”

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The lead wolf kicks open the crudely made iron door into their ‘lair’, walking in as she stretches her wary servos. Meanwhile, her three lackeys carried the squirming sheep to the room’s masterbed with haste, outright throwing him onto it as he bounced a few times, letting out an ‘Omhf’ and ‘Ah!’ with each bounce he made.

Karl was about to plead for them to let him go again, but stayed his tongue when he saw the wolf ladies quickly stripping themselves naked. Huffing and puffing like crazy, growling like wild savages as some of them started touching themselves with vigorous moves. If the smell that assaulted Karl’s nostrils didn’t state the already obvious, these mechanical bitches were extremely horny

So horny in fact, that once they were done stripping, they then pounced on Karl like attack dogs. Grabbing and tugging on his clothes to strip him down too, but when that turned out to be too much of a hassle, they instead turned to ripping his shirt and pants and everything else he had on, to fine ribbons. All the while they did that, they also licked him like crazy, smothering his face, his hands, and even the inner side of his thighs, once they had gotten his pants away. Some of them even grinding their nethers on his leg, or forcefully grabbing one of his hands and grinding it against their steaming muffs.

Karl was just lost in a daze from the amount of lustful energies that encompassed him, especially the two pair of tits smothering him from two sides. He could barely keep his eyes open, tho if that was from the ‘pleasure’ or the lack of oxygen, he could not say. All he knew was, the world was going dark, but he felt like he was in a wired form of heaven~

“Alright, you horny mutts! That’s enough! We don’t wanna have him kicking the bucket before we all get a turn with him, now do we?” Their leader barked, now standing in all her naked glory. A sight that would make any man grow a hard on in no time.

“No boss…” The trio skulked, tails and ears lowered in apathy as they dismounted the poor sheep, who, in the aftermath of their assault, looked like a disheveled mess, and in a discombobulated trance.

“Oh, look what you dumb shits have done now! you broke him!” The leader barked.

“Naw aaww! He’s still working alright!” The black wolf retorted.

“Yeah! Look at his schmite, that part is still fully functional!” Lyla follows up, poking his hard and pulsating member with one clawed finger. Giggling a little as it bobs from side to side.

“Gooood, you are all so stupid….” The leader groans, pinching the bridge of her face in annoyance. “*sight* Move out of the way! I’ve got first dibs on him”

“Wha- No fair! We were the ones that carried him all the way here!” Lyla whined

“And i’m the alpha in this pack! so stuff it, bitch!” The leader barked, butting her away with a bash of her hip.

Once she was out of the way, the leader proceeded to climb on the bed, and crawl over Karl til she hovered over him. Staring directly down into his blank eyes.

Karl snapped back to reality once he registered that the lead wolf was now straddling him on the bed. Blinking a few times, he looks at her sheepishly, face reddening until he looked like a tomato. Which only lit a bigger fire inside the mechanical canine's internal systems. Her twat began to leak a bit from the sight of this boy’s ‘boy scout’ like nature, especially so as she felt the crown of his cock, clapping against her leaking muff. Eager to be given entry.

'''“Heheheh, i’m gonna enjoy breaking you in, meat~. You ain’t gonna leave this room until all of us are satisfied, and your cute little balls as empty as a dried up well~. And you can scream and beg all you want, but NO ONE will neither hear you nor come to save you…”''' She Said, before lowering down a bit to run her tongue across his short snort. “Tonight, you are ALL ours~...”

Karl’s face became a mix of both someone who was gonna lose their v-card, and one who thinks they are in heaven. But shortly after, it changed to one of contemplation, and a frown.

“Wait… No one is coming?” He began. One eyebrow raised.

“No one~” She affirmed with a predatory tone.

“And no one will hear us?” He asked next.

“Not a soul” She affirmed again, with a smile.

“And you four were robots?” He inquired again. With a noticeable shift in his tone

“yes…” She affirmed once more, but dragged the answer a little. What was with the sodden change?

“And you like to get… rough~” He asked one last time, with a small smile creeping up on his lips after he uttered that last word.

“...Uuuh, yes?” The lead wolf answered, beginning to sense something was off.

Said sense was confirmed when the sheep, after a short moment of silence, started to chuckle. Not a sinister chuckle, nor a hearty one, but rather something… in between.

“Heheheh… Well, in that case… Sit”

“Woah, woah there, meat!” She half exclaimed, rising back up from the sheep as she shot him with a domineering and toothy grin “You seem to have this twisted. you ain’t the one in con-”

“I said, SIT” Karl commanded this time, voice more stern then before.

This time, the leader moves back a little and sits up in a squat immediately, with her hands held in front of her chest, imitating an actual dog. “What the hell!?!?" the ‘alpha’ exclaimed. Head looking down at her own body, which has ceased to do as she commands.

'''“Hm, as expected. Made to look like a wolf, but also to follow commands like an obedient little dogo…”''' Karl mussed, sitting up to reach over to pat the struggling wolf leader on the head with a smug smirk on his face. His eyes having now dawned a sort of cold yet mesmerizing glance

“The hell did yo-”

“Ah!” He exclaimed, and her maw clapped shut immediately. But tho her mouth was closed, her eyes depicted one that was both terrified and baffled.

“Good girl~” He patted her on the head again before turning his sight on the other wolves. “You three, SIT” he commanded them as well, and they obeyed. But unlike their leader, their tails swayed back and forth excitedly, and their tongues hung out like the horny hounds that they were.

Looking back at the lead wolf, he sees the pure confusion amongst the panic in her mechanical eyes, and decides to give her a little explanation.

'''“See, I’m not only a pizza boy, but a dog trainer on the side as well. I help train people’s pets into behaving, do tricks, and all in all…”''' He looks into her eyes, before booping her on the snoot. '''“Be a good obedient dog~”'''

Resting his hands onto her firm shoulders. Sliding them slowly down her half beefy arms. Does he then move in on her decently sized assets, squeezing them a few times, moving them up and down as much as they could go, staring at them in a trance of sorts. Not for the reason that he is fumbling a ‘woman’s’ melons, but rather the thought of how much control he has found over these mechanical mutts. “I’ve always thought of trying my luck with dog-folk using these skills i’ve learned, but chose against it in the end. Realizing that there IS a difference between a dog-folk, and a regular dog…”

'''“But you four… You aren’t real people. You are machines. Machines made to resemble a dog-folk, but programmed with both the maimerise of a dog-folk AND a regular dog…”'''

'''“So thank you. Thank you for finally letting me play out this fantasy of mine… Present”''' He ordered.

The leader laid herself back on the bed, putting her moderate sized tits and leaking twat out on display for the ‘dominant’ sheep.

'''“My my… Look at how wet you are! Hm, that desperate for a dicking are you?”''' He hummed with a smirk, earning him a growl from the submissive leader.

“Oh, no need to play tough anymore…” He chimed, crawling up between her legs until he now hovered over her. Hands pleased on either side of her head, as he stared deeply into her mechanical glowing eyes. And her, into his, almost cold and blank, orbs of flesh and viscera. “Because now that i’m here, i’ll be taking gooood care of you four…” He whispered down to her, his cuck twitching against her folds. “I Promise you that”

After those words, The sheep, in just one flaunt motion, rears his hips back, and spears his rod down to the hilt. Causing the wolf leader’s face to go blank for only a millisecond, before exploding into that of cuck starving slut. Two pink hearts materialise themselves in place of her pupils at the height of the initial thrust, a feature that was lost on the wolves ever since they went criminal.

“Hahahaha! Now that’s more like it, girl! Who’s a good girl, yes you are~!” He laughed while complimenting her like a domesticated dog, and she replied back with lustful growls and happy barks.

Her ego, and rough personality from before, had all but evaporated. Now replaced by an old ego, that she had shed from her time as a ‘mindless’ pleasure-bot. She didn’t even formulate any words either now, only barks, howls, and moans came out of her maw. Occasionally, words would come out of her, but only as the most generic and simplistic dirty talk a basic sex-bot would be programmed with.

For the next seven minutes, Karl enjoyed every last bit of what this oversized puppy could give him. shifting from missionary to doggy, he took a well known page out from the universal canine book, and bit down on the bitch-boss’ neck. triggering a pre-programmed response inside their core code, as they howled to the non-present moon with wild abandon. her tail, pressed down against her back by Karl's stomach, twisted and grinded like crazy against said stomach, making the sheep grin while he was still biting down hard on her.

After having his fill of playing an ‘alpha wolf’ Karl shifted back to doing the leader missionary. But in the midst of pulling out and spinning her around, does he get reminded of the other wolves, sitting impatiently for their turn on the side, staring intently at him and their ‘former’ boss with almost mindless eyes.

Karl deduced that, unlike their leader, their A.I’ had not developed with the same potency as she had. Explaining how they snapped back to whore-mode immediately, with no resistance whatsoever.

Feeling pity for the three, call orders them to mingle with one another until he was done with their lead. And not even a millisecond after he gave that command, did two of the three taggle one another, going down on each other’s nethers in the 69 pose. The third wolf, with no partner at the time, proceed to finger themself vigorously. Their face one of a mind fogged by lust. The slurping of wet tongues and horny moans joined the orchestra of wet claps of pelvis to pelvis action, orchestrated by the sheep who tamed a pack of wolves…

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Meanwhile, at the entrance…
20 minutes later…
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‘Jackass’ the giant donkey, sat by the door to the wilder hideout as it’s ‘veteran custodian’, as always, since the one that was supposed to take his spot, hasn’t showed up yet. Hasn’t done so for a month and a half. So now it has become the donkey's main job to be the sole gate keeper…

But hey, if he gets to sit around and do jack all, while still getting paid, then he isn't gonna start complaining.

While ‘staying guard’, Jackass was enjoying himself a little by playing on a fancy gameboy of some kind, which he snatched from one of the many street kids that roamed the district.

When he was JUST about to finish the final boss of the level he played, someone came knocking. Distracted by the sodden knock, Jack hears the universal ‘Game over’ jingle sing from the gameboy, making him curse a little.

“Son of a… Hhhmm!” He grumbled. Putting the device away, Jack moves up to the door and slides the peep hole open.

“Whats the passwor- Holy shit!” The donkey blurts out once he sees who’s standing outside. Without skipping a beat, nor waiting for an answer, Jack unlocks the door like the devil had possessed him, and throws it open before standing at attention.

“Sorry captain! What’s the reason for the sodden visit?”

Stepping through the door with smooth and deadly steps, the captain, a slim and athletic lioness of black and grown fur, looks up at the donkey with a sly predatory stare and smirk.

The other members that were in the room, too, went up to stand at attention, dropping everything they were doing in the moment. Looking over the others at present, after making the giant sweat bullets from how uncomfortably long she was staring at him for, the lion speaks her reason.

“Oh, nothing much… I just heard from some tiny birdies about something… Less than acceptable” She said, while walking back and forth in front of them all. Oné paw resting on her wide hip, while the other swayed lazily on her side.

“And that is…?” A slim tiger asks.

“That those Bitch-bots of yours have been acting out of line… AGAIN” She growls with venom. “And yoouuu~ have just let them keep doing it”

“Hehha-Well, we have tried to, captn, but none of us really want to walk home with broken bones…” One of the dog members chips, only to get a stern stare from the lioness.

“Then grow a back bone and stand your ground!. YOU all are their ‘caretakers’!. If they don’t wanna get dismantled for parts, then they better do as YOU say! Not the other way around!. Hammer THAT into their thick metal skulls, or ‘I’ will!” She growled again.

“Pff, be our guest… you're the top clanker so you can handle them just fi-GRRAAK!” A short mouse man whispered, before a clawed paw grabbed him by the throat and hoisted him up in the air in the blink of an eye. The Lion glaring at him with a forced smile.

“Oh did you say something, little mouse?~. I didn’t ‘quuiittee’ hear that!” She asked, her paw gripping tighter around his throat, and her claws digging deeper.

“Nngh! N-N-No Ma’am! I-I didn’t-GRAGH!... Say anything!!” The mouse pathetically exclaimed

“Hm! That's what I thought…” She huffed, before dropping the mouse to the ground.

“Now… Would any of you mind telling me where these stupid mutts are at?” She asked with an annoyed glare.

“Aah! well you see, you just missed th-” “They just came in close to 30 minute ago Capn…”

The tiger was saying, until he got overspoken by Jackass. The Tiger glared at the donkey with metaphorical daggers for spilling the beans, But he didn’t pay much mind to that, as he now had the lion’s eyes on him again.

“Oh really? And all of them were present?”

'''“Yeah, and then some….”''' He answered nonchalantly.

The Lion paused for a moment, before closing her eyes and doing another forced smile '''“...Mind explaining what you mean by, ''‘then some’?''”'''

'''“Well, they came here while carrying some poor kid. Guy was struggling I tell you, I honestly think that he thought that he was gonna get murdered…”''' He told her, but as he retold his side of things, the lion still kept the smile up, but her eyes had now opened again, but became more and more ‘predatory’ the more she heard. Jackass didn’t seem to notice, but the others could definitely sense the bloodlust emanating from the lioness.

“Oh! You know what, I think that was the pizza boy who brought us those 75 pizzas, which they were dragging to their room!” He exclaimed with a small smile from putting two and two together, but soon noticed the outright fierce look upon the Captain’s face. Her green eyes had even turned to a dangerous red, making the donkey sweat again. '''“Uuuughm, Capn?...”'''

Without even saying a word, the lioness turns on her heels, and storms towards the corridor that leads further into the hideout. Shoving two of the wilder goons outta the way and off their balance. Tail whipping aggressively in the air behind her, while the sound of heavy metal footsteps echoed down the hall.

The tiger, seeing the danger comming their fuck-buddies’ way, bolted after the lioness to try and calm her down. He would soon be followed by a short statured beaver, who shared the same sentiment…

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Back at the den…

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Karl, now with renewed vigor after having his rod cleaned of his third load, proceeds to pound the ever loving hell out of the mechanical wolf bitch’s pussy for the fourth time. Latching onto one of her flopping tits with his teeth, suckling on it as hard as he could. Enjoying the sounds that she made, as her systems now had a hard time picking the right exclamations from how much he has put her hardware through.

Karl had truly enjoyed his time with these cute puppies. Making them dance a lewd little dance, jump on one leg or hold themself up with one arm. All the fun a ‘pet owner’ could have with their ‘pets’. But, with all of this wildness and lust suffocating the room, it awakened a ‘darker’ part of Karl’s mind. A part that too was lustfull… but lusted for destructive depravities.

As his first test of the water, he ordered one of the wolves to spin their arm around in a perfect, straight, windmill spin. Being the obedient mutt that they were, the chosen test subject did as instructed, spinning their arm around perfectly straight. Not a single flinch or reaction to the fake fur and flesh tearing and flying off their shoulder, they just kept spinning it until he told them to stop.

After that, Karl kicked it up to the extreme. Ordering Lyla, the white furred, and more energetic wolf, to snap her head a complete 180.

For the most part, bots of all kinds had been programmed with a safety net of sorts, giving them some semblance of self-preservation against acts that would result in their termination. Because, contrary to popular belief, not ALL bot owners want to see their VERY EXPENSIVE property, take a gun and blow their own head off…

But to Karl’s pleasant, yet ultimately expected surprise, these four puppies had disabled said safety net when they had made themself’s ''‘free’''. As Lyla, with that obedient puppy face of hers, grabs her head with both hands, and without skipping a beat or any fanfare, rips her hands anti-clockwise, and snaps her head half around.

Lyla stood there for a few seconds, before, with a geyser of sparks flying out of one ear, start to waddle around. Arms moving around with jerky and staticky movements, while broken and corrupted moans and howls left her damaged voicebox. Then her out of control body took one very wide and high step, before promptly falling over backwards with a heavy *KLUNK!*. The body still twitched, but she was true and proper out of the game.

Getting an extra boost from this show of control, Karl ordered the two remaining wolves to duke it out, adding a lofty promise that whoever came out on top, would get a turn with his ‘bone’.

And they wasted no time. The black wolf threw the first punch, clocking the other square in the jaw and down to the floor. The other wolf didn’t stay idle tho, and swooped the black one’s feet from under them, making them slam down to her level. Before the newly proned wolf could retaliate, the other was upon them, sitting on top of the black wolf while beating their face in with both of their hands.

Karl, meanwhile, was lying back against some pillows on the bed, enjoying the ''‘cat fight’'' before him, while his ''‘price’'' was gobbling down his cuck with extra lewd slurps and gurgles between his legs. Even getting some ball massage in the process.

However, he only spectated the fight for a good 2 minutes, before he got bored and went back to fucking the bitch-leader. Yanking her head off his crotch by her hair, Karl moved aside before throwing her forward onto where he layed, spin her onto her back, and ramed his pride and joy back where it belonged.

He decided to look away, right at the crescendo of the two mutt-bots’ fight. As the wolf with the damaged shoulder, ducked under the black wolf’s swing, before landing a nasty swipe across their stomach, causing wires, tubes, and minor hardware to spill out. Then, with a precise attack, thrust their other hand up inside the black wolf’s open stomach, and rips out their powercore in the most brutal and gory fashion possible, as chips, wires, and other electronics was flung out from the merciless retraction.

The black wolf spasmed for a moment, before going completely limp. The light in their eyes fizzling out almost immediately, as they fall backwards and land with the same heavy ‘Klunk!’ as Lyla did.Coolant pooling underneath them, as residue power ran it’s last courses through their body.

The victor stares blankly at their defeated brethren, before carelessly dropping their foe’s dripping and spark power source, and turns back to their, currently fucking, master.

Moving up beside the bed with staggering steps, their legs having been damaged under the fight, climbs up onto the bed with jerky movements. Sparks ejecting from their exposed and damaged shoulder joint, while they made a glitchy whining noise that was stuck on repeat. Their scrambled mind could only think of wanting to join in on the fun, tugging on the fluff around Karl's hips, needingly begging him to do her like he is to their former leader.

His answer to them, however, was a back hand to the face. He was too far gone in his lust to care for the half broken wolf, his mind was only set on blasting the robotic whore beneath him’ brains out. And he wasn’t gonna let anything stop him from achieving that!.

Unbeknownst to him tho, his backhand had knocked something loose inside the wolf’s head, as said wolf rebooted for a moment. And when they came back, their eyes snapped down to the thrusting sheep’s naked butt. Their Hud ablaze with commands and objectives, all of which were glitching together into a real data sup that would make any machine start to haywire.

But the few strings of commands that shined through all of that, was the command to ''‘Maximize sexual pleasure output’''

Soo, with her new corrupted command, the damaged wolf crawled her way around to Karl's bee-hind. Her head being just close enough to get bonked a few times by the sheep’s ass. Karl was too lustbrained to care that he was bumping into something, and just kept on thrusting. What he did register tho, was when he was halted by two clawed hands, latching onto his hips, and a warm wind, blowing against his anus.

Before he could say or see anything, the glitching bitch-bot sticks her snout between Karl's cheeks and starts eating his unspoiled hole with sporadic strokes of their long and flexible tongue. This act earned them a surprised gasp and moan from the dominant sheep, who then bottoms out inside the lead bitch the moment he felt his most sacred of places getting penetrated…

This led into a chain reaction of karl, hilting as far up into the leader as far as he could, even so far as to piercing right through the fleshlight that made up the wolf’s pussy, and blowing his biggest load ever. Said load, now bathing the leader’s vital internal firmware, goes into a fullblown meltdown. Voice box going on the fritz, now rapidly shifting between various personalities and tone pitch. Arm getting minds of their own as one swings about like an eel, while the other repeatedly hammers down on the bed with a clenched fist. Legs were like wise, one kicking like mad, while the other had locked itself just over his, currently being penetrated, ass. Holding him with an iron grip.

And meanwhile, while all of that happened, her head twitched from left to right like she was on the most potent of narcotics. Eyes shifting around, changing color, dilating and un-dilating at a fast pace. Eyelids twitching and blinking while her maw staggered open and closed like a malfunctioning animatronic.

But the longer he kept on shooting, the quicker these actions picked up, right up until the 20 second mark. Where, with a violent twist that surged up the wolf’s body, did said wolf’s head begin to rapidly spin a whole 360 ten times. Sparks blasting out of their now exposed metallic neck while smoke streamed out of their straight standing ears. Until, with one final, but cut short, howl, did the whole head explode like a firecracker. Flinging bits and pieces of metal, fur, and CPU parts, everywhere. Even some into Karl’s fluff.

The explosion did manage to knock him out of his lust drunk state with a fright and a half. Making him slip right out of the now fully decommissioned wolf-bot, and falling flat down on the head of the wolf servicing his ass. Still dazed, Karl didn’t notice the ''‘Crack!’'' Under him, but he did notice shortly after, the dronening out noises coming from the wolf under him.

Pulling himself forward and off the wolf he accidentally sat on. Felling their tongue leaving his hole in the process. He looks back and sees their head has been dislodged from their neck, The light in their eyes slowly dimming out as he could hear their internal systems power down for good.

Once silence had taken dominion over the room, did Karl begin to come down from his high, and start to feel reality again… And reality was telling him that he was out of breath, and aching all over. But not only that…

'''“I… Did i… Did I really do all of that?...”''' He questions himself. His timid personality having returned, as he surveys the battlefield surrounding him. Then, his face lights up in a panic at his now very dire situation. '''“...Oh…Oh god! I need to get outta here! These guys are gonna kill me fo-”'''

'''*BOOM!!!*'''

With a loud bang, the locked door into the, now decommissioned, wolves’ lair, swung open. Startling Karl into pulling up the bed sheet to cover himself, as if it would protect him from what came bashing in.

'''“Alright you flea ridden mutts! What’s this shit I'm hearing about you catching an outsi-.....”''' The woman, a Brown lioness wearing black leather pants and vest, bellows. Only for her to trail off when her gaze landed on the sparking and twitching mess that was the wolf girls, and then onto Karl, who looked at her like a deer caught in the spotlight.

“Sorry girls! We tried to stop her bu- What the hell!?!” The sleek tiger from before exclaimed, once he too saw what had happened.

“What’s the ma-HUH?!?” A short beaver man soon followed, just as shocked. But said shock quickly turned to rage, as he glared daggers at Karl. “Oh you little shit!” They cursed him, before whipping out a knife, followed by the tiger pulling out a machete from their back holster. “We are gonna make you PAY for this!” The beaver exclaimed with venom in their voice.

But just as the two vengeful wilders had taken a few threatening steps towards the backpeddling sheep, who quickly crawled back as far as he could on the bed until his back was against the wall, did they get stopped by the clawed paws of the brown lioness, who towered over them(or just one head taller then the tiger).

'''“Hold it boys! I wanna have a little chat with this pipsqueak”''' The lion said, stepping forward in between them, while also shoving them behind her.

Walking around the bed, not giving the still twitching wolves on the floor a second glance as she stepped on them, she shortly after takes a seat on the bed close to the still, very much so, scared sheep boy.

'''“Hey there kid! Sorry about these knuckleheads, they are just idiots”''' She started off, earning a few silent vulgar remarks from the two Wilders standing by the door. '''“Anyways! I take it this whole mess is your handiwork? Hmmm?~”''' She inquired with a foxy grin.

Karl wasn’t sure what to truly say, Fearing what he says may cost him his life. “W-What’ll you do t-to me i-if i said y-y-Yes?” He stuttered slightly.

'''“Well… Then i’d clap you on the back and buy you dinner for doing me a favor! Hahahaha!”''' She laughed to everyone' s surprise.

“W-Wha?...”

'''“Favor!?! Captain what do you mea-”'''

'''“Oh can-it short bean! These bitches had it coming for a while now, since at this point they were just being a hassle to keep operational! As a matter of fact, I was on my merry way here to do them in myself, but it turned out that this rascal here beat me to it!”''' She explained to the beaver, with a light chuckle at the end.

'''“B-B-But they were doing pretty good lately! They are still pretty damn usefu-”'''

'''“''Oh Ho Ho Hooo~! ‘Useful’ you say?'' Yeah, sure… Useful at sucking your dicks!”''' The lioness hissed at the two crooks, who in turn took a step back when she bared her teeth. “Are you taking me for an idiot?! Or better yet, the BOSS-man himself for one?! He KNOWS that not only you two shit-for-brains, but also a handful of the other schmocks here, have been doing nothing but small ‘petty’ crimes, and getting your rocks off thanks to THESE walking trash-cans!” She growled, emphasising her point by kicking the head of one of the wolves by her feet, clean off its shoulders. Bouncing it off the wall and landing it right in front of the two, now very scared, Crooks.

'''“Now the question is…”''' She starts, inspecting her hand with a nonchalant look '''“Are you gonna act like real men and face the consequences. Ooorr…”''' She trails off, before flexing her fingers, followed by very sharp metal claws popping up from said fingers’ tips. '''“You gonna be a bunch of little pussies and try to book it?. If you chose option B then i’ll just say~... I WILL catch you, and I WILL chew your dicks off~ Hmhmhm~”''' She hummed, before shooting them a toothy grin. Running her tongue over each one in a hungry manner….

''“...No… Captain…”'' And both lowered their weapons in defeat.

'''“Good… Now get outta my sight!”''' She ordered, and both goons left with haste.

Once they were alone, the lioness turned her attention back on Karl and smiled once more. '''“soooo… Pizza boy, ey?. Dosen’t pay that much i reckon? Hmm?”''' She inquired

Karl stayed silent for a moment. '''“...Yeah…”''' He admitted. Head lowered when he realized he went through all of that for a meager paycheck…

“Hmmm… Say, have you ever thought about joining a gang?” She asked. Causing Karl to choke on his own spit from such an out-of-left-field question.

'''“WHAT?!? No! I… I don’t wanna be a criminal! Never! My job right now might not be the best, but it’s legal work!. Besides… I… I just don’t have th-”''' '''“Hush!”''' The lioness shut him up with one furred finger pressed against his lips.

'''“I didn’t say anything about you having to do any illegal shit. No, I was thinking more of a… ''‘Sidekick’'' for me, whenever I need to ‘break’ someone in~”''' She explained with a grin. '''“Heh, seeing how you’ve gone and dealt with these mutts, I can only imagine the sort of things and tactics you used to make them end up like this…”''' She continued, with a bit of praise on his ‘work’.

“Uuuuhh, hehehehha, yeeaaah, I have my… ‘Ways’… yeah, heh” He chuckled, embarrassed. Keeping any details of his, Extremely debaucherous actions prior, out of the convo. “But… I don’t know…”

'''“Well. If you change your mind tho…”''' She began, as her eyes flickered and changed color for a few secs, and the sound of a phone vibrating somewhere could be heard afterwards. '''“Give me a call, and i’ll get you sorted ''reeeaaal'' quick~!”''' She finished, and gave him a light punch to the shoulder. Tho ‘light’ was not calculated for a ‘fleshbag’, as Karl got knocked back on the bed with a grunt.

'''“Hahaha! Boy, your soft! I like that in a twink~”''' She laughed, before standing back up and walk towards the exit. '''“But I mean it, kid. Give it some thought…”'''

Karl looked at her as she walked away. Brushing his now even more aching shoulder, in thought of the lion’s offer.

'''“......Wait!”''' Karl called out

The lion paused at the door and looked back. '''“Yes?...”'''

Karl blushed before looking down into the bed. '''“You guys don’t happen to have any spare clothes? The wolves… kinda… tch, toor mine to pieces…”'''

“...” The lion looked at him with a deadpan look for some seconds, before bursting out laughing. '''“Aahahahahaa!. Sure, sure kid! I’ll get some of the boys to come with something for ya”''' She promised him. Giving him a wink before leaving.

[The End]

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