Warning : This story contains Cub, but you probably knew that coming in with the title.
Enjoy at your own risk.

	Under normal circumstances, the young feline would be in his room, doing his homework. However, he found himself on his knee's, with the thick, musky cock of a stranger down his throat, pummeling in over and over. It wasn't his fault that the pizza delivery guy was such a stud, and just happened to be a pedophile. Of course, we can't begin there until we explain how he got into this situation in the first place.

	Ivan had already left for work, leaving some money on the counter top. Curls, the slightly chub kitten would hop down from his soft bed, still enticing him to stay for another 5 minutes in dream world, before padding his soft and plush soles along the carpet. His beige fur was bristled and matted from the prior night, having already adapted to a nice, sexually oriented life with his father, and a few select others. A shower certainly would have been nice, but he had already determined the first of his activities for the day : orange juice.

	After grabbing his favorite cub, and filling it to the brim with the pulp filled beverage, he began guzzling it down, finishing it before putting the cup down with a relieved sigh. His eyes looked relaxed enough, as he moved to the living room and turned on the television. While cartoons certainly did feel enjoyable, he'd been thinking far too much about last night, his maw filled, his rump being drilled, and all the spunk any little boy could ask for. Today would be a tad bit harder to get any of his fathers friends over, since he didn't have their contacts, but he figured he could leave the day just as a 'fap' day. He put in his fathers password, and began browsing all the naughty cub on adult videos he could, his little paw slipping into those undies before teasing himself, continuing to play until he felt relieved.

	Nearly two hours had passed, but the boy still couldn't find it in himself to cum, his gentle strokes, nor his fast, eager pumps could do nothing to bring out his orgasm. His belly growled at him ferociously, demanding to be filled with some kind of substance, preferably food. Curls would hop up from his cushioned kingdom and grab the house phone. He found the pile of take out locations that did delivery, and decided on getting something filling, that would last him all day. He dialed up his local pizza parlor, Father Johnny's, and order a large cheese pizza with extra sausage, and waited. The pizza would only cost half the money he was given, but depending on how fast and polite his delivery boy would be, would decide his tip. 

	Only 15 minutes had passed, the boy still trying to bring that sweet release from his small, underaged member out, before hearing a knock on the door. Being too frustrated with his lack of a heavy finish, the young kitten hopped up and headed to the door, cock still out with a nice, hard throb while the screen resumed the most lewd of pornography possible. Upon answering the door, the brown canine would look at the note on his pizza box and speak. "Yes, I have a delivery for... F-For..." His eyes had widened, his speech cut off as he stared at the boy, before his eyes darted to see what the loud moans were being made from. It was a spectacle he'd never believed he'd see in his life. 

	The kitten raised an eye brow as he turned around, heading to the counter for the money. "Come on in, I just need to grab the cash. Don't worry, no ones home, you can look at what I'm watching." Curls spoke with a rather lethargic voice. Once he grabbed the money and turned around, he'd notice the canine was sporting a very large bulge. The male couldn't have been in more than his early twenties, but his body type was perfect for what Curls had been drooling about all day. While the delivery boy was distracted with the video, he'd walk over and unzip the doggy's pants, and stuff his paw in before he could respond. He left the entire twenty there, winking up at the male before speaking. "Keep the change, big boy~"

	The canine gulped audibly, before looking back to his car, then back to the plush kitten. "...This was my uhh... my last delivery today... Let me uhh, go shut my car off and I'll uhm... I mean, can I come in and... watch with you?" His stutter was so cute to him, fluttered eyes trailing over the adult once more before nodding, leaving the door wide open for him to return. It was mere seconds before the canine cameback in, panting heavily as he'd never sprinted before so hard in his life. His eyes nearly popped from his head, seeing the kitten on the couch with his undies on. He'd never noticed it before, but there was a heart shaped cut on the back side, giving a perfect view of his soft, humpable butt. 

	"You came in just to watch?" Curls teased, "I mean, you don't have to play with me, Mister~" His words echoed in the canines head, just before any morals he kept flew away with all the dignity he had left. He smirked and rushed over, whispering into his new little friends ears, paws rubbing along his soft, perfect sides. "Ohhh, you're so fucking soft~ I've never had a cub to myself before, only ever dreamed of this. You'll be good right? You'll let me cum inside all I want?" The way he spoke, so soft, yet desperate, it was intoxicating. He really got lucky, finding such a sexual deviant for a playmate simply by ordering pizza. "By the way..." The dog spoke once more, "I'm Karoi, whats your name?" This brought a smirk to the kittens face, before shaking a single digit at him, as if demanding he wait till after for that information.

	The pizza boy undressed with haste, his cock throbbing at full mast, 8 inches of delicious, throbbing canine length, knot slowly forming at his base. The two had relocated to the floor, and within a matter of mere seconds, the feline was already dragging his uniquely soft and broad tongue along the entirety of that phallic member, eyes rolling back from the musky taste. His pleasure trip was snapped back to reality as he felt a paw grab his head, and push him down, deepthroating every inch and even sucking over that pulsing knot. Curls found it impossible not to gurgle a bit along it, leaving soft vibrations from his throat and eliciting a moan from Karoi, forcing him to pull back and sloowly guide that cubs maw back down, practically begging him to bob as fast as he could. The kitten replied in kind, bouncing his head up and down, his tongue wrapping around what he could, and taking in the taste, texture, and the scent of a doggy who'd been cooped up in a car all day, delivering pizzas. Air conditioning or not, the musk was potent, yet not overwhelming. It was the scent every pedophile doggy should have when railing a cubs throat nice and deep.

	Before Curls would pull back, he felt the canine's knot growing rapidly, and the paw on his head prevent his escape. He knew what was coming, and nearly couldn't wait any longer. With a quick, heavy plungy, the knot popped into the kittens maw, jaw moving down enough to make it possible, as load after load spewed from the cock now tied to his face. The cub's eyes rolled back, pleasure washing over him as his own small member twitched, his orgasm nearly exhausting all of his pent up energy in one go, as only a small few drops of his underaged cum leaked onto his own couch. The canine, however, was nearly slumped over on the boy, humping idly every few seconds as his load died down slowly, drooling down onto the boys face, their clothes littered along the carpet. 

	After a minute or two, as the boy was finding it a bit harder to maintain breathing, the knot in his maw popped out, still thick and full of life. Curls looked up to the adult, who was already getting his clothes back on in a hurry, before speaking with a soft, lustful voice. "When will I see you again, big boy~?" This brought a look of grimace to the canine, as he seemed panicked over what he'd just done. However, against all better judgement, he grabbed a card for the pizza parlor, and wrote quickly on the back with his pen. It was his name and phone number, with 'anytime' written under with a heart above the letter I. "Oh, before you go", the kitten contiued. "My name is Curls, Hope to see you again soon~"

	The delivery boy rushed off, driving like a bat out of hell to get back to work on time to clock out. As time passed, the kitten fell into a soft nap, the screen turning off from its inactivity, and the sun slowly descending. Ivan had returned home, the click of the door waking the kitten from his sudden slumber. Instead of hearing his father's normal 'I'm home', instead he saw him holding a pair of green underwear, and a small business card. 
		"...So, who's Karoi?"