The following story contains m/f cub rape of a violent nature. If you are squeamish, anti-cub-porn, or otherwise easily offended, do not proceed. Everyone else be warned, I don’t have many boundaries, but at least one is about to be pushed... and I can’t honestly say I won’t enjoy pushing it.

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CHAOS AT THE FAIR GROUNDS
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	My name is Antonio Bishop, and I’m a high-ranking military researcher. I think I advanced in rank more quickly than most do. I tend to think there may be an intimidation factor involved. I mean, who wouldn’t be a little timid around a six-foot-ten gym-going polar bear? I’ve yet to come across aer who wasn’t a little on the scrawny side.
	My rank comes with a few perks, including certain immunities. Until now, I’ve yet to abuse those privileges, but on this chaotic day, I took every liberty that was given to me, and abused it to the fullest, all to hold one hell of a party. I have videos and pictures stashed away, taken all around the fair grounds by the good buddies I invited to come along.
	During my feral testing period, I observed that my newly developed biological weapon only really had an effect on males, but if the same rules would apply during our anthro testing, that wouldn’t be a problem. I and several close male friends arrived at the fairgrounds ready for the best damn party anyone could hope to throw. There was a catch to the anthro trial. None of the test subjects would know they were part of it.
	The state fair was running a special today. Tickets were half off. Perfect! The more, the better. It was peak hours and more and more people were pouring in. Males, females, cubs of all ages… Me and my buddies eyed them as they walked through the gates, whispering nasty comments and plans to each other. I didn’t have a plan. I didn’t have a particular target in mind. I knew I would find plenty to occupy myself with, as would the group.
	Finally, the time had come. My ears picked up the faint sound of the engine of a low-flying crop-duster. However our pilot’s sole job was to administer the concentrated chemical over the fairgrounds. I gave a quick hand gesture and we all excitedly strapped on our gas masks. The duster flew overhead and we waited. I eagerly kept an eye on my watch, as it would be just a few minutes before it was safe to take the masks off again.
	We impatiently waited, and once enough time had passed, I gave the thumbs-up, and we all removed the gas masks, dropping them to the ground. The chemical was invisible and scentless, but once it kicked in, the effects would be anything but subtle. The females would all be unaffected, of course, but that would make it much more fun.
	The first sign of the chemical’s early effects happened right in front of us. In a humorous scene, a small male fox cub began lightly rubbing a growing bulge in his pants, and then trying to slip his paw under the skirt of his mother. The vixen’s eyes grew wide as she grabbed the boy’s paw, silently trying to discourage him from doing that sort of thing.
	As she released his paw, the eager young fox reached under and yanked down his mother’s panties. Her expression was priceless! Once she got over the shock of it, holding her son back with one paw and trying to pull her panties up with the other, her eyes shifted nervously around, hugely embarrassed as she threatened to punish the child to no avail.
	Other male cubs noticed this, and the ones that didn’t have their arms in the paws of their mothers began creeping over. Even though they probably didn’t know what sex was, they all knew exactly what they wanted, which was an effect even I wasn’t expecting. Most of us watched in amusement while more eager members of my group began dispersing into the crowds.
	Once the little boys got to her, most of them taking off their pants right in front of everyone, the members of the crowd that hadn’t seen much of an effect yet looked on in shock, and for some of them, interest, as the little boys crowded the terrified vixen and brought her to the ground.
	Her own son was the first to penetrate, eagerly humping away as his mother gasped and tried to get free from all the cubs holding her to the ground. The crowd was speechless. They had never seen anything like this, and couldn’t fully register what was happening. I also suspect the chemical was keeping the male members of the crowd from being inclined to help.
	The vixen tried to yell for help, but was silenced suddenly as a tiny member was shoved right into her mouth. He and two other cubs held her head still as he began thrusting his little hips, pounding onto her nose and muzzle as his cock slid over her tongue, all the while the fox that started the whole scene was rapidly pounding away, moaning and whimpering as he lost his virginity.
	Of course, I had no intention of just standing around and observing the party. I knew I had plenty of time, so I walked around the fair, watching as the males began to roughly grope the nearest female. Before long they were ripping clothing and taking what they wanted, acting out those desires brought to the front by the chemical. These males would not only breed with every female in sight, but would be active for the rest of the night.
	I scanned the crowds, looking for the perfect first victim. I wanted someone small… someone really tight… and I found it. Right in front of me a fennec female was being pulled roughly away from her infant tucked snugly in the carriage. A husky had chosen his first catch of the night, and began tugging at her clothing as she tried desperately to get away.
	The idea was to fuck someone really tight, and they don’t get much tighter than a little fennec infant. Screams echoed across the fairgrounds as hell broke loose, and cocks were being exposed and rammed into unwilling victims of all kinds and ages. I calmly walked over to the carriage and lifted the clueless fennec girl out. As I walked away I could hear the mother begging me to return the child, though not only did I have no intention of doing that, but she was going to be busy for awhile, so I might as well baby-sit.
	Holding the crying infant by the scruff of the neck, I began looking around for a nice place to abuse my newly acquired forbidden fruit. Conveniently along the way I came across a small pair of bungee cords. Figured they might come in handy, and they did in more ways than I could imagine. I placed the naked fennec pup on a picnic table as I removed my own clothing, stashing it underneath for later. I wrapped the two bungee cords tightly around her ankles and two planks on the table to force her legs to remain apart.
	Once she was secured, I ran my paw up and down my rather large member as I leaned over the table. Her legs were stretched uncomfortably wide, causing her cries to become louder, but it also brought her close enough to the edge of the table, and with nothing to block my way, I pressed my fat tip firmly against the soft, fuzzy slit of the unwitting child.
	That hole was just so tiny, it was sure to be a nice, tight fit. I pressed my hips forward, straining and grunting as I felt her cunt lips tighten as they stretched partially open. The fennec’s face tightened as she screamed out into a pain-filled sob, her motor skills not developed enough to put up any kind of a fight. Getting inside that tiny hole was going to be rough on the little girl. Too bad for her.
	Eventually through my sustained straining against it, it opened up enough for me to penetrate the opening. As I did, the infant’s eyes popped open as she went silent for a split second with a very cute little gasp, then screamed at the top of her lungs, not knowing what to do or how to do it other than instinctively make enough noise to draw her unfortunately occupied mother to her. I began rocking my hips slowly. It was very difficult to make any kind of movement inside such a small tunnel, but it felt so damn great.
	I wasn’t at it for long before I heard a snort to the side. Turning my head, my eyes met a large, brown, feral horse coming my way, his eyes fixed on the infant. His cock was slapping eagerly against his abdomen, and as much as I wanted to continue what I was doing, I deduced quickly that it was in my best interest to wait my turn. I pulled my pulsing dick from my prize and got myself out from in between the horse and his new toy.
	The equine wasted no time, propping himself up on the table over the helpless infant. Taking small steps forward and eagerly poking around with his enormous malehood, his tip eventually came to rest against the opened slit of the sobbing fennec girl. I wondered if I had left enough pre in her to allow the horse entry, or stretched her wide enough. I’m quite big, but this guy was a bit bigger to say the least.
	The fennec girl had a real reason to be crying, and soon would have an even bigger one as the horse began thrusting his hips against the poor child while my restraints on her ankles kept her from sliding away. This horse was such an opportunist. That alone caused considerable discomfort, but with a pop, the head of the horse’s highly adequate size stretched the lips wide enough to get inside the unlucky infant.
	The crying stopped with a cute series of gasps as her little body shook and shuddered before she began shrieking in pain. So adorable… There was another pop. This time it was the girl’s hips. I think it’s safe to say the infant wasn’t likely to survive this. To start, the horse couldn’t get but about a quarter of his full length into her, but he was happily thrusting as hard as he could into the screaming fennec baby.
	Her little cunt was stretched so much that I doubt even birthing would produce a relatively similar result. The infant’s motor skills, even if working correctly, wouldn’t be nearly enough to help her. She lay screaming helplessly underneath the horse’s tummy as her tiny body was brutalized by the hard thrusts from the horny equine. The horse appeared quite happy as he pounded into the tightest hole he had undoubtedly ever fucked.
	Lucky for her she probably wasn’t forming any permanent memories this early, but as the horse’s cock began thrusting deeper and deeper, I guessed that it wouldn’t really matter soon enough. I could see the impossible-to-miss outline of the horse’s cock in the fennec’s tummy. Internal damage was all but a certainty at this point. I noticed the horse’s shaft throbbing as he slowed his thrusts. Her cunt was too full of cock to let out whatever was going in.
	As the little girl screamed and sobbed, forcing every sound out as it was undoubtedly difficult to breathe, the horse continued his thrusts, each one just as hard as the last but with increasingly longer intervals in between. With one more brutal thrust, the horse’s shaft went as far inside as space would allow. At this point, all noises from the infant ceased, and her eyes remained wide, a toothless, soundless scream evident on her face, but not coming out as the infant went limp, convulsing.
	What a sight! I had never imagined such a display before. The horse’s cock slipped out of the dead infant, letting all the horse semen gush out from behind. Her cunt was gaping almost as wide as her head. As semen continued to endlessly drip from her, the horse trotted off happily, but undoubtedly very soon would get the urge to violate even more of the unfortunate attendants of the fair. So much for the infant. I still needed to get my semen into someone.
	As I made my way through the crowds of orgies, I found myself at the Ferris wheel. To my amusement, the attendant of the ride happened to be female, and consequently, the tigress happened to be underneath a horny wolf. She wouldn’t be going anywhere for awhile, and the Ferris wheel was in motion with no one to stop it. I backed up a bit to see if I could get a better view of the seats. There were several occupants still in them.
	One in particular caught my eye. A little grey squirrel girl. Single digits in age to be sure, probably in the middle somewhere. As her seat descended, she was trying to calculate her next step. From the sound of her crying I could tell she had been in that seat for quite awhile, not able to build up the courage to jump off at the right time. Little did she know she would almost be safer staying right where she was… almost.
	As she prepared to jump off, I prepared to jump on, quickening my pace to catch up to the descending seat, and hopping onto it as it swept over the platform. The little girl screamed and grabbed the handle bar as the seat began to rock from the impact, whimpering as her little heart was undoubtedly pounding. She could see all the juicy action around the fair from up top, including a close-up of the attendant being attacked and pounded mercilessly by the wolf, screaming for the help she wasn’t going to get.
	Her terrified eyes shifted to the naked polar bear in front of her, and as I grabbed her, she screamed out, instinctively trying to get away and stopping short as we ascended much higher than she could safely jump. As I held her down to the side of the chair by her chest, digging my fingers under her little skirt to grip at the undies underneath, I watched as we got to the top, eyeing the chaos below.
	Now this is the way a Ferris wheel ride should be. No stopping every few feet to let on passengers, only to make two or three rounds before dropping them off again, foot by painfully slow foot. Just a nonstop ride to the top and back with a screaming little squirrel underneath, and a bird’s-eye view of the most massive orgy imaginable. I wonder what I’ll do for my next party…
	The more she squirmed, the more the seat rocked, and the more the seat rocked the more frightened she would get. I think I will call it terror-bondage. I dropped her undies from the top, letting them float down to the ground below, leaving only her in her top and skirt. To her horror, I slipped a large finger into her little slit. She immediately jumped in surprise, again causing the seat to rock and gripping the side as she continued to cry.
	By the time I shed her of her clothing, we were nearing the bottom. I let up my grip, just to see if she would actually have a bit more courage now. Indeed she did. At this point she was more terrified in the seat with me than she was of the consequences of screwing up her dismount. As she tried to leap out of the seat, I chuckled as I pulled her back in, pressing her back into the seat. It rocked back and forth a little bit more this time, which caused her to scream and close her eyes tight as we ascended again.
	I held her ankle over the back of the seat and pulled her into my waist, reaching down with my free paw to rub my hard and fat tip against the soft fur around her slit. Despite all the commotion around us, she didn’t seem to have a clue what I was trying to do. Apparently not enough attention to detail. I leaned over her and shoved my hips forward, my tip starting to open her up.
	At this point, her eyes grew wide and she let out a shriek as she reached out and dug her claws into my shoulders. They were very sharp, and drew visible blood into my white fur. I grabbed her wrists and slammed them down to her sides, shaking the seat, and this time she didn’t have anything to hold on to, which terrified her even more. Once the screaming cooled a bit, I gave her the most aggressive look I could and threatened her as harshly as I could.

“If I feel those claws in me one more time, I’m throwing you off the top!”

	She went silent, wide, tearful, and pleading eyes locked onto mine. That did the trick. Nevertheless, she still had a big, horny polar bear on top of her. I drew another shriek from her by slowly and forcefully pushing my shaft deeper and deeper, stretching her little cunt painfully wide in one shot. Her body convulsed, wanting to flail about, but her fear of falling kept her from using her full range, and her claws would bring her a fall for sure.
	I could feel her pulse clearly though her inner walls as they squeezed so tightly against my invading shaft-so damn good! I continued to shove deeper despite her body’s natural objections. I would be able to hilt into her, unlike with the infant, and I highly doubted that a horse would steal my catch in this thing. I was free to fuck this little squirrel as hard and for as long as I felt the need to, and I did.
	The metal creaked lightly as I gave her a good, powerful thrust, causing her to scream and shake violently with pain, her paws pressed against my shoulders, her claws touching but carefully not penetrating my skin. Every time she moved her paws down to my hips, I gave her a powerful slap to the face or a shot to the ribs, harder still every time she tried it and pulled her arms back up until she got the message.
	I started pounding viciously into her, the seat shaking and creaking, terrifying the little girl to no end as my powerful thrusts split her cunt excruciatingly wide. Tears freely fell from her eyes as she did everything I and her fear would allow her to do. I felt her rapid pulse speed up with every rock of the seat, and with every hard thrust into her. Oh, I could feel my shaft tingling and twitching as I brutalized the little bitch.
	I wasn’t ready to stop yet, so I let off on my thrusts, murring loudly as my cock pulsed with anticipation. Her squirming almost brought me to the edge again before I held her still, groaning and waiting for the pleasure to die down, holding my full length into her and getting her to yelp with an occasional light thrust, my hips slapping against her each time. She just quivered underneath me and sobbed, begging me to pull it out and stop hurting her so much.
	My pause gave her hope that I was soon going to stop abusing her. I pulled my hips back slowly, letting my length get a little more than halfway out of her abused cunt before frightening her with an evil, toothy grin and slamming my full length into her all at once. This time, she didn’t fight the flailing, not even noticing the seat rocking back and forth, shrieking in unbelievable pain, but I only continued to slam my meat through her with intense enjoyment.
	My pleasure had died down, giving me a little more time. The little rodent was giving me all that I could possibly want from a sex toy and more. Her insides were abused heavily, possibly bruised. She would probably not be able to piss without screaming for the next week. Mmm and her body was so soft, giving even more context to her helplessness. She was soft, but her cunt was no less tight because of it.
	Pounding viciously with growls and snarls into the frightened squirrel, it wasn’t much longer before I approached my peak again. I could hear my hips slamming harder into her, even over her pain-filled shrieks and sobs. She obviously wasn’t having as good a time as I was. A few more circles around the wheel and my shaft exploded into her. I grabbed her hips tight and slammed into her as hard as I could, pausing and doing it once more, and then one final time as my cock throbbed against her cunt walls.
	I grunted loudly, the orgasm reaching an unreal intensity before it subsided with a sigh from its owner. As my seed was pleasantly spurting inside her, her quivering paws pressed against my shoulders, and she begged me to stop as if I was still thrusting. I’m guessing that I was pounding her so hard, the sensation of my thrusts lingered. It was easily the most pleasure I had ever felt before. I gasped as I slowly pulled out, leaving her gaping, dripping wet cunt exposed to the air.
	I gripped her foot so she couldn’t get away, panting as I leaned back on the seat, just enjoying the ride for awhile next to a whimpering, sobbing rodent, constantly trying to place her paws on her cunt to somehow relieve the pain, but touching it caused even more pain from the way she was squealing. My shaft still dripped and pulsed even then, and my semen wouldn’t stop gushing from her gaping hole. I’ve never come so much before in my life. I would definitely have to throw more parties.
	As we swept the bottom again, I leaned down and licked the girl’s muzzle, making her wince in disgust. An idea had come to me…

“Are your parents rich?”

She shook her head quickly. Probably not wanting me to know even if they were.

“Too bad, kid.”

	With that, I shoved her over the footrest from the top of the ride, the screaming girl’s desperate claws screeching off the metal as she slipped down. I watched as she shrieked and flailed towards the ground, her head pinging off of a beam on the way down, silencing her before she dented the platform at the bottom on impact. I began to wonder if there were any virgins left by now as I hopped off the ride, passing the wolf who was joyous as he had knotted the sobbing attendant.
	Perhaps there were some little ones hiding in the fun house… though my shaft was withdrawing back into its sheath. I wasn’t quite satisfied with abusing one little girl, but for now it seemed to disagree with me. Oh well, I had plenty of time. 
	Icould vaguely see several males gathering around some sort of commotion, some trying to shove their way in. When I got there, I found a group of shorter males and peered over at the scene, my member beginning to tingle slightly at what I saw.
	In the middle of the circle were six males and two young females. On the left, there was a small black panther girl in an interesting predicament. Two of the males were my buddies I brought with me to enjoy the fair, a wolf and a badger. Judging from their limp, dripping shafts, they seem to have been having quite a time. They and two other males, a cougar and a grizzly, were holding the little panther off the ground as she was being thoroughly abused.
	She was almost covered head to toe in white semen as it ran through her black fur. My buddies had her legs, spreading them uncomfortably into a split while the other two males were getting their shafts into her. She screamed and sobbed as a grizzly shaft slid into her already abused tailhole. The grizzly had her arms, so there was little the kitty could do as the cougar slammed his barbed shaft through her dripping pussy, no pun intended.
	Obviously the helpless little panther had already been abused several times. My buddies smirked as they saw me watching while the little panther screamed out, but her scream was muffled as the wolf planted his lips onto her. He pressed his finger and thumb against her jaws, pressing her cheeks in so she couldn’t bite down without taking a chunk of her cheek muscles out, and he slipped his tongue inside, moaning as he forced the kiss on the screaming cub.
	Meanwhile the chemically influenced males were pounding away into the cat’s brutalized holes, growling and murring as they resolved to seed her. My ears twitched as I heard a shriek from the little pink bunny to the right. Seemed they had just started on this one, and a skunk had accurately penetrated her young tailhole. A wolf was approaching her front side as the skunk held her off the ground, gripping her legs. The wolf’s eagerness pushed the two back onto the ground, though the skunk didn’t seem too concerned, and neither did the wolf.
	Influenced by the chemical, a very accurate thrust but the canine cock deep into the screaming bunny’s cunt. I was surprised and amused at how the chemical seemed to give them such precision. Hell, even the horse from earlier was more precise than he should have been. I found myself rubbing my sheath lightly as I watched the wolf begin humping his prey, the little helpless bunny sobbing and screaming as the two larger males painfully used her two holes, their minds solely focused on seeding the female who was too young to breed.
	The males around me were lightly bumping each other as they impatiently waited their turn, but they paid each other no mind, solely focused on the two little girls, all shafts fully erect, most pleasuring themselves until time. Semen was all over the grass, and these horny males all had the stamina given by the chemical to keep on cumming all night. Some of the males got a little too impatient and started taking down the other males, but interestingly enough, even that wasn’t enough to draw the taken males’ attention away from the girls.
	The panther girl looked exhausted. Cock after cock after cock had been shoved into her, pounding endlessly into her helpless body, and now she was being raped yet again. Still, she managed some delicious muffled screams into the forced kiss. The semen from multiple attackers allowed those large shafts to slam fully into her. She was almost too tired to struggle, but she squirmed as much as she could manage. According to the data I collected in my experiments, her night wouldn’t be over until… possibly dawn. This could go on all night. Well, it could have ended early if her internal abuse became excessive and fatal. Certainly possible with so many violently horny attackers.
	On the other hand, the bunny’s night seemed to have just begun. She probably ran as soon as she came through the gate as naked males chased after her, and got nabbed right here. The skunk’s hips thrusted upward into her tight, stretched anal ring while the wolf’s sizable member slid painfully through her cunt. Having just been caught, the bunny had a lot of fight in her, but nope, not enough to escape her attackers. I watched her thrash about wildly, eyes wide as she screamed out for help which she obviously wasn’t going to get.
	The feline was sobbing hard. She just wanted the whole thing to end. Not likely soon. The grizzly’s shaft exploded into the sobbing kitty’s tailhole as he gave a few more powerful thrusts. The cougar wasn’t far off as he grunted and continued to slam his shaft through. The grizzly sharply pulled out, his thick shaft spurting onto the feline’s black fur before he turned and went the other way through the crowd. He would be off to look for females he hadn’t seeded yet. Meanwhile, the panther’s tailhole was left free, and it looked like a fox was about to take his turn with it.
	The bunny shrieked and flailed as the wolf’s knot slipped into her little cunt, and with a snarl, the horny wolf began slamming his hips forward fast and hard, triggering a gasp and another loud scream from the helpless bunny as she lay trapped in a sandwich of fur, between the wolf and the skunk, both pounding into her otherwise untouched entrances. Her fists beat on the wolf as hard as they could, but they had little effect, and then none at all as they were captured in his paws while the two had their way with her.
	A sharp scream drew my attention back to the feline. The fox had instantly knotted her and began pounding away, growling and whimpering as he satisfied himself in the brutalized hole he was further abusing. By this time, my buddies were ready to pursue more prizes for themselves, and they pressed the feline’s legs underneath the cougar’s arms and walked out of the crowd, thanking me for the best party they’ve ever been to as they walked past.
	Both the wolf and the skunk growled as they both seeded the bunny simultaneously. They panted as their shafts throbbed into the still screaming bunny. The cougar was finishing up as well, and pools of semen collected underneath them, glazing the grass. The wolf’s knot was sizable. He was going to be tied to the bunny for quite awhile. I would have liked a turn with the cute, pink lapine, but I didn’t feel like waiting for the wolf’s knot to come unlocked, particularly when there might still be virgins hiding in the fun house.
	The fun house was pretty close by. Along the way, I met up with two of my buddies, Jason and Mick. Jason is an average sized fox and the youngest of us at 16. Mick is actually Jason’s father, standing about a foot, maybe a foot and a half taller than his boy. Both completely nude, having a great time with the various cock candy here and there.
	Let me take you back a bit to when these two and I became better acquainted. Mick runs a feral animal reserve a few miles away from the place I work. What’s especially convenient is that he captures and sells some of them to me for my studies. Not too pricey, either. For awhile, this was the extent of our relationship. I had only seen Jason a few times at the reserve.
	One day while my car was in the shop, a change of plans left me without a ride for the evening, and it happened that Mick was making a delivery that day. He offered me a ride, only stipulation being we would have to stop by his place for an hour or so, so we did. When we got there, Mick had to step outside to do… something, I forget what, but the important part is what Jason was doing.
	My ears tuned in to some muffled cries and squeals coming from his bedroom. I opened his door slowly and quietly. Odd that he left it unlocked, though he wasn’t expecting his father home as early as we showed up. He was on his bed, and underneath him was a 3-year-old fox girl; Jason’s little sister, as I later confirmed. He had heard us come in, and didn’t want to draw attention to himself, so his paw was firmly clasped onto her muzzle as he pulled his cock out of her, grabbing his clothes with his free paw.
	I could hear Mick’s truck cranking up-that’s right, he had to go to the reserve for a bit. Jason breathed a sigh of relief and dropped his clothes again, but quickly grabbed them as I walked in. With a gasp, he began stammering for words. I just stood there with a smirk, a growing bulge in my pants. After a minute or two of trying to find words to explain, he noticed this too. I politely asked if he minded sharing the little fox, and he let out a combination chuckle/sigh of relief.
	I made sure to lock the door, removing my clothes as Jason picked the little fox up to her paws and knees, kneeling in front of her and holding her in place for me. As I walked around behind her, she struggled and cried like only a terrified three-year-old can. My ursine shaft was much bigger than that of a fox, so she was about to be in some serious pain. She begged me in that cute, fearful voice not to hurt her with it.
	I pressed my tip against her and promptly penetrated, causing her to shriek out in torment. With this, Jason grabbed her headfur and shoved his own shaft into her muzzle, subtly reminding her if she bit him that he would “get the knife.” It was certainly effective as even when I thrusted my hips forward, she would let out a muffled scream and try to squirm away, but she never once bit down on him. He had already loosened her up for me, so I could start going at her immediately.
	Muffled shrieks came from around the teen fox’s crotch while I slammed forward. Jason murred as my thrusting moved the little fox, and consequently her tongue back and forth along his shaft. He also commented that he loved the vibrations, I’m assuming of her screams around his cock. I was certainly enjoying the tightness of the three-year-old pussy.
	I was stretching her young slit further than she was scheduled to have it stretched today, and she clenched tightly around my dick, making it even more enjoyable. She gagged occasionally as the tip of Jason’s prick hit the back of her throat. Of course, he couldn’t have prevented that if he wanted to as I pounded viciously into his screaming little sister.
	With a groan, I slammed harder into her, panting as I felt my orgasm approaching. Her muffled screams alone were enough to put me over the edge, but with her squirming and clenching… I felt my load shoot hard into her, and as my shaft was throbbing against her abused insides, Jason let out a groan as he came into her muzzle, gripping it and holding it shut around him as the little girl tried to spit it out.
	With no other options, she was forced to swallow her brother’s semen as mine was corked inside her, spilling out as I removed my shaft from her. As Jason finally removed his, she coughed up what semen remained in her mouth, sobbing as she grasped her young slit in pain. This would only be one of many sessions to come.
	Eventually Mick found out about Jason’s sessions with the girl, but he wasn’t angry. Quite the contrary. He had planned to break her in when she got a few more years on her, but he figured he might as well start then. Nothing like a father-son bond, eh?
	So Jason, Mick, and I all entered the fun house. If there were any cubs in here, there weren’t many. We came through the various obstacles, some not working as there was no one at the controls, and found a mirror maze, made up of not only mirrors, but some transparent boundaries, some with smudges on them from cubs smacking into them before getting the idea they had to feel where they were going.
	As we arrived at this part, I peeked underneath the small gap, grinning as I spotted some little butts, parked on the floor, just waiting and hiding from the adults. They were still clothed, ergo still virgin. These had managed to get away for the moment. They were all so frightened, twitching at every little sound that came from the outside (which was usually a scream.)
	Mick went out the way we came, gesturing that he would be going around the other way. Jason and I gave him a little time, and then crept into the maze. As we came into view, two little girls, a raccoon and a brown and white hare, scrambled to their feet with a scream, trying to run through the maze, smacking into the barriers. The raccoon ran one way while the bunny, as I’ve seen cubs do in these things, tried to squeeze through that tiny gap between the wall and the border of one of the mirrors.
	She just couldn’t fit through in time, crying as we got to her. I held her in place while Jason walked around to the other side. The raccoon looked back, slowing down as she assumed she had gotten away. Before she could assess the situation, however, she was grabbed from behind by the fox entering from the back. She squirmed hard with a scream and a sob, and the little virgins were ours as we peeled away their clothing.
	I pushed the bunny side-ways, trapping the bottom half of her on my side, and the top half on the side Jason was soon arriving. I’d been wanting a bunny since we started this project. I probably would have kept this one. I raised her leg after removing her undies, and straddled the other, using my free paw to rub my tip against her crotch, murring as I caressed her soft fur and little slit with my tip.
	Jason arrived on the other side, kneeling in front of the squirming bunny, placing his cock at the tip of her muzzle and his thumbs against her eyes, giving one of his usual threats, “Suck on my cock, bunny, and if you bite down, I will stab out your eyes with my claws.” Of course, without a threat like that, you’re practically inviting them to bite you. She complied in terror, and Jason groaned out as the little bunny began to suck his fox cock.
	Mick was still having trouble keeping the screaming raccoon still as he ripped away the last of her clothing. As she tried to crawl away, he pressed his shins against her calves, pulling her rump against him and shoving his thick shaft into her unused pussy. She shrieked out and flailed helplessly as Mick grabbed on, wrapping his arms around her and biting into the back of her neck as he began to rock his hips.
	I inched forward, and roughly penetrated our prey, listening to her shriek out around the fox shaft in her mouth as she flailed about, her body trapped in place by the tight passage she tried to escape through. I had no trouble controlling her as I started to slide my length through her. Her body was so soft and her slit so tight as she clenched it in pain.
	Jason murred as the vibrations from her screams were massaging his shaft. He grabbed her muzzle and began rocking his hips, his shaft rubbing back and forth against the bunny’s tongue, poking at the back of her throat, interrupting her screams with an occasional gag. She was still too afraid to bite down, though I’m sure she was frightened enough to be tempted as well.
	Mick pounded rapidly into his catch, watching himself in the mirror as he fucked the squirming raccoon, who couldn’t look anywhere without seeing herself getting pounded from behind. He groaned out as his thick shaft squeezed its way through her entrance again and again, faster and harder. The poor raccoon was frantic, but couldn’t make any progress.
	I held the bunny’s leg against me and used it to assist my thrust, and I started violently abusing the little girl’s tight cunt with my full length. She screamed out around Jason’s shaft and began flailing madly, wanting the pain to stop, but I wasn’t ready to relieve her. She wasn’t going anywhere, and I was free to use her as long as I wanted, and I would, as this would probably be the last virgin we found.
	Of course, Mick was probably thinking the same thing, and he certainly was enjoying that screaming little raccoon. His catch begged and pleaded, begging Mick to stop hurting her, but she wasn’t going to appeal to the horny fox except as fuck meat. His teeth drew blood from the back of the raccoon’s neck as he pounded and worked for an orgasm into that tight young virgin cunt.
	Jason was the first to finish. Not wanting to waste a drop, he grabbed the bunny’s muzzle and shoved his shaft into her throat, her gagging and forced swallowing throwing the fox over the edge. He gasped and groaned as my pounding stroked him with her throat. His shaft throbbed and his seed would go straight to her stomach. I could see her tongue desperately pushing at the bottom of his shaft to try to get it out, but that only served to further pleasure the fox.
	It wasn’t long before I felt mine coming on strong. I growled and dug my claws into her leg as my shaft began to throb, and my payload was pumped into her. Her squirming massaged my throbbing cock even more, and I could hear her trying to scream out and beg, but Jason’s shaft wasn’t coming out. That bunny was very satisfying. Jason pulled his shaft free to give her a quick breath. She could only manage a cough and a gasp before he shoved his wet shaft back into her throat.
	Mick bit down harder into the screaming raccoon’s neck, pounding viciously into her until he, too, unloaded himself inside her. She sobbed in pain and terror as he held his throbbing cock inside her, groaning through his teeth into the back of her neck. He pulled out slowly, allowing all that semen to flow free before rolling onto his side, holding her squirming body against him while kissing her forcefully.
	Jason wasn’t quite done yet, he was fucking the bunny’s throat almost as hard as I was fucking her cunt. Blood was starting to flow from her nose as his pelvis was slamming into it over and over. He gripped her jaws tighter and forced them open, dislocating them with a pop as he came one more time down her throat. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she went limp. I was getting to my feet, and Jason left his shaft down her throat long enough that she eventually suffocated.
	It was a shame, really, but I would find another bunny to take home with me before the night was over. As we all left the fun house, the raccoon scrambled away from us, and as we were leaving, ran over to her dead bunny friend, trying to get her free, not yet realizing she was a broken toy. I think it’s safe to say she won’t be attending the fair again in the future.
	The three of us separated as we left the fun house. My attention was quickly drawn to a commotion behind a cotton candy stand. I heard the sobbing of an adult female. Three male dingoes, seemingly triplets, had cornered and stripped a mouse. On closer inspection I observed that what I thought was a case of excessive midnight munchies was more a case of… well… she had been knocked up.
	The three took turns pounding her pussy into oblivion, paws and teeth all holding her in place as they had their way with her. They had apparently been abusing her for long enough that her will to put up a fight was all but gone. I watched as canine shafts, one after the other, slammed into her pregnant body, intent on seeding her even though it wouldn’t take.
	Excessive amounts of dingo semen collected on her loins and on the grass below, and still the three were fucking her like they had just caught her. She could only cry and fight weakly as they held her firmly to the ground and abused her, but what happened next was the interesting part. I didn’t realize how strong of an urge my chemical gives its recipients.
	As one of the dingoes finished with the mouse, he yanked his knot from her and grabbed the lips of her slit and started trying to pull them apart, causing the poor mouse to shriek in seemingly unbearable pain. One of his brothers clued in and grabbed one side of her slit, and they both pulled in opposite directions until it was painfully stretched far enough for the third dingo to shove both paws and then his arms into her.
	He pressed deeper and deeper into the screaming mouse, feeling around inside her. The mouse eventually passed out from the excessive pain she was in, which loosened her cunt immensely. The dingo was able to get his arms fully inside and grab something. When his paws came out, in them was the yet unborn mouse cub, delivered too early, dripping with fluids.
	The little mouse girl, with her eyes still shut, let out a cute squeak, and continued to squeak as the delivering dingo bit off the umbilical cord, and placed the infant onto the counter. His throbbing shaft was massive compared to this little treasure he had uncovered, so this was obviously not going to be pretty, but I still had to watch.
	He growled as he immediately pressed his tip inside, causing the clueless cub to squeal and squeak loudly, calling for an unconscious mother. Defenseless, she could barely move as her ultra tiny slit was opened for the first time, and the horny dingo gripped her waist… although she was so small that he was practically gripping her entire body. It was like a living plushie sex toy.
	His shaft ripped through her, and he mercilessly began humping, his brothers pawing as he raped the stolen cub, awaiting their turn with it. He couldn’t get his entire length into her, but she was so tight that it didn’t take him long to reach his peak, his shaft throbbing hard and spurting into the soft, fuzzy meat, filling her with his cream.
	No sooner did he remove his shaft, cum starting to spill from her stretched cunt, did one of his brothers immediately take his turn, slamming his shaft into the birthed creature and pounding aggressively into it, enjoying probably the tightest slit he’s ever taken. His tongue hung out the side as he raped the squealing mouse, unable to see her attackers, or even have a clue what they were doing to her.
	Her hips finally popped, dislocating and giving way for the dingo to thrust even harder into their catch. Her squeals were filled with unbearable pain as the dingo continued to abuse her, soon succumbing to his pleasure and orgasming into the little living toy.
	He pulled out and the third brother slammed in, interrupting one of her squeaks, squeezing a louder one out of her. With a groan, he slammed his hips forward hard, harder than his brothers had done so far. Her little limbs were bouncing around helplessly as she lay defenseless, the big predatory canine using her to her limits and beyond. As I watched the seemingly impossible fit, his hips eventually slammed forward all the way, penetrating all the way back to his sheath.
	Soon after this, she slowly went limp, blood starting to seep from her little mouth. That one did her in, but the dingo didn’t seem to mind, and was still humping the lifeless lump of meat until he, too, unloaded himself inside her. When he was done, he pulled his throbbing shaft from the little mouse, blood and semen flowing freely onto the counter as they walked away, leaving the dead infant to be discovered by the mouse whenever she would awaken.
	My ears twitched as I caught the sound of sirens. The police were arriving. The moment they arrived would cue me and all my buddies to the front gate, and to a nearby souvenir stand, behind which we deposited our masks. Before the police could navigate the maze of parking spaces, me and my buddies all arrived at the stand, hiding behind it as we placed our masks back on.
	The police would pass the air strip a few minutes before arriving here, which would cue our awaiting pilot to stand by for a bit. We watched as they arrived at the gate. Seemed like every cop in the area had responded. Horrified at the sight they witnessed upon arrival, it took them a second or two to overcome the shock and move in, tazers at the ready.
	They then attempted to subdue the males. Upon tazing them, their bodies reacted to the shock, but the sex-driven males otherwise ignored it. Clubbing them had even less of an effect. Eventually the police deducted that their only option was to pry the males loose from the girls and get them out of the park. It was about then that the crop duster flew over. Perfect timing.
	All we had to do now was wait a few more minutes. It wasn’t long before bulges started forming in the cops’ pants. We watched as a few were prying the victims away from their attackers, often without success, but there were a few that managed it. The batons were even more ineffective than the tazers, so only the strongest officers were successful, and the males that lost their catches, simply strolled off in search of more.
	We watched as one cop wrapped a blanket around a teenage fox, sitting her in the front seat of the patrol car. As he drove off, however, the car suddenly veered into a lamp post with nobody at the wheel. As the windshield busted, I could barely make out the figure of the cop attacking a bloodied fox who thought she was in the clear, with muffed screams coming from the rocking patrol car soon after.
	The police were starting to turn on the victims they just worked so hard to pry from the mindless males throughout the park. I watched as one skunk girl, probably no more than 2, and with a dripping little cunt, her eyes widened as the German Shepherd cop behind her dropped his pants. As she heard this, she started to run, but was quickly grabbed by the arm.
	She screamed and sobbed as her nightmare wasn’t quite over. She didn’t know what do to as she was taken to the ground, one of probably many adult bodies pressing against her as she squirmed underneath. Shoving hard into her, the canine’s knot popped into her already abused slit immediately, and apparently wasn’t something she’d experienced yet, as every movement hurt her even more, and she was trapped against his waist.
	The cop still pounded and slammed his hips into her, not even holding on anymore as his knot did the trick, sliding her back and forth on the grass while getting knotfucked out of what innocence she had left. Her screams and sobs were broken up as she was violently tossed back and forth, slamming again and again onto the canine’s hips. She was so tight that the knot wouldn’t pop out no matter how hard he flung her forward.
	I could make out the word “mommy” being repeated by the screaming little skunkette, but I think we can make a safe guess as to why mommy wouldn’t be coming to save her distressed little skunk girl. Soon the cop stopped thrusting, baring his teeth at his catch. She watched with wide eyes before shutting them, turning her head and screaming, terrified.
	As the dog came inside her, she kept trying to get away, and screaming as she couldn’t get off that knot, not understanding why she was stuck to his cock. Every time she pulled away, the cop groaned, and the pressure on his knot kept it inflated. At this rate it seemed she was going to keep him inside until he’s ready to fuck again, conveniently already inside his previous and possibly next victim.

"D-Daddy?!"

	My ears perked at that telling sound, coming from a little fox girl who was fully clothed just ouside the gate, and so was her father, a tight bulge formed at his crotch. The two had apparently arrived just as the chemical was being dropped for the first time, and when they finally saw what all the commotion was about, he had already been enchanted, his unfortunate daughter being the closest hole he could get into.
	The terrified little girl questioned and protested as the male began peeling away her clothing, nothing getting through to daddy. As I inspected further, I noticed this one's breasts were juuust starting to develop, just on the edge of puberty, but her yet undeveloped sexual organs wouldn't be ready for the violence that was about to be inflicted on them. Hell, fully developed cunts would have a hard time with it.
	As she was being forced down onto the cement, she looked around for someone to help her, but her eyes only met with me, and my erect shaft I was stroking to this delicious scene. Her attention quickly shifted back to her father as she felt that tip open up her yet unopened slit, yelping in pain, but before she could react, his cock popped through the barrier and slid inside, causing her to claw at the cement and shriek in torment.
	Penetrated for the first time, her claws were getting filed down roughly from scraping against the cement, but she kept grabbing at it and trying to claw herself away as the male's hips lowered more and more as he sunk to his knot and popped it in needily and with painful force. At this point the screeming girl directed her claws at her father, drawing blood as she scraped them against his sides, but all he noticed was the pleasure of knotting his own virgin daughter.
	Realizing he was impervious to pain, and to anything but pleasure, in fact, she grabbed the cement again, letting out broken shrieks as the fox's hips popped back and forth, shoving his knot and his entire length through her little body. She just couldn't bear any more pain, but her horny dad wasn't nearly finished with her. She was stuck in a nightmare, in more pain than she could have ever imagined without feeling it.
	Over time, her claws were getting shorder and shorter, and eventually her fingertips began to bleed from her frantic attempts to get away, but it was only a supplement to an even worse pain shooting through her body with every agonizing thrust. The skin under her fur was turning red and tearing from being rocked back and forth along the cement, but nothing compared to having her insides torn and stretched by the thickness of her father's thrusting cock.
	His paw then pressed against the side of her head, now grinding her screaming face against the cement as his thrusts picked up, baring his teeth and growling with pleasure. It was his first, and not likely his last fuck of the night, and he was indulging himself as fully as one could, hurting his shrieking little girl to his own delight.
	With a sigh of relief, the bigger fox stopped thrusting as his seed was released into her, just relaxing his body against her and closing his eyes with bliss. His little girl was uncontrollably sobbing, wondering how her beloved father could hurt her so badly and enjoy it, betraying his loving personality to indulge a desire at her expense.
	Her shrieks returned as daddy stood up, still knotted to her, looking towards the fairgrounds and seeing more breeding oppourtunities. He began to walk, gragging her along the concrete with his knot, seemingly unaware that she was even there anymore, as if she was an old, used-up toy sitting in the corner, ignoring her completely now.
	Her bloodied fingertips dragged against the ground, then grabbed the fence, which painfully popped the knot from her slit. The fox stumbled from the sudden weight shift as the little girl yelped out in terrible pain, rubbing her sore and briused cunt as she clutched the fence, sobbing some more as her sex-crazed father walked deeper into the fairgrounds to look for more little cunts to seed.
	I walked up to her before she could gather her thoughts, pressing her back to the ground. Here scared little eyes opened and shifted to me, being completely nude with a grin on my muzzle, ready to rape her right behind her previous and better-known attacker.

"NOOOOOOOO!!!!"

	She shrieked her protest at me, now not only about to be raped again, but also at the mercy of a complete stranger. Her mind was racing with horror as I held her squirming body tightly and shoved my much thicker cock into her abused cunt, and her torment continued as she shrieked out in terrible agony. My arms wrapped around her to pin her arms in place, making sure she didn't claw me, but those annoying teeth found their mark.
	I immediately sunk my jaws into her shoulder and bit harder and harder until she let go with another shriek, flavored by another deep thrust. A grizzly buddy of mine was also interested in the little one, so I rolled back, sitting up with her in my lap, cock still impaling the little vulpine. I bounced her painfully against my hips a few times before laying back, letting the grizzly get his aim at her tailhole.
	With her paws free, she scratched against me with what was left of her claws. They weren't as annoying as I thought they would be, but my friend didn't take too kindly to the little bitch fighting back and grabbed her wrists, pushing them back and up until they popped from their sockets. Her eyes rolled back in her head, but she didn't quite slip all the way into unconsciousness.
	With a few quick pokes and a hard thrust, the vixen now had TWO bear shafts inside her, as if her night wasn't bad enough already. Both holes were considerably tighter as they were both full, giving us more pleasure, thus the fox would be in alot more pain. She tried to bite me again, but my considerate buddy grabbed her by her headfur and lifted her head away from my flesh. What a thoughtful buddy. Glad I brought him along.
	As we two-male-sawed through her two very tight holes, her screams projected through the park, creating a nice echo as we took turns slapping our hips against her. She had nowhere to go, and no way to fight the brutal rape, tears flowing down my chest onto the ground as she desperately called for help, screaming out to anyone that might help her, the only ones who noticed being the ones I brought to the fairgrounds, stopping only to observe and jerk off.
	It wasn't long before both I and my genetic cousin unloaded our balls into the unfortunate female. She just wanted to go on some rides with her daddy, but daddy turned out to be her first ride, and we would take her on one that would leave her a broken, traumatized mess, helplessly trying to crawl out of the park until another male comes along with the same idea.
	At this point it was pretty much safe to continue to explore the fair grounds. I immediately noticed a swarm of buzzards circling above the public pool area. I curiously followed the sight, coming to the perimeter safety fence surrounding the pool area. The gate in front of the change rooms was rattling slightly, and my shaft began to twitch at the possibilities.
	I could see two girls rattling the gate, trying to get it open, and I could hear a third sobbing from somewhere inside the pool area itself. One of the girls at the gate, a fox, was in her swimsuit, though it was torn at the top, and weak at the shoulders, the suit and her fur only lightly damp, as if she'd been working at the gate for quite awhile, long enough to dry off somewhat.
	It puzzled me slightly that the chain on the gate was locked, the key sitting a few feet away on my side. Could someone under the influence of the chemical really have the wherewithal to lock the gate and throw the key to the other side? Perhaps there was a simpler explanation, like a victim or two escaped and locked the gate to ensure they could get away, or maybe one of my mischeivous buddies locked it.
	The second of the two girls, an otter, was in regular clothing and completely dry. Perhaps she went in, looking for a place to hide, as well as having the natural ability to elude persuers in the water, and the gate was somehow locked behind her before she figured out what was going on beyond the change room, but I couldn't dwell on those mysteries for too long because I just had to know what was going on inside.
	As I approached the gate, the girls' eyes went wide with absolute terror, but they soon realized I was of my own mind, and re-approached the gate, speaking to me in a very hushed tone, begging me to open the gate and get them out of the fair grounds. Even though I was unclothed, they didn't seem to draw an accurate conclusion. I picked up the key, watching their hopeful and impatient eyes as I unlocked the padlock and opened the chain, and the gate.
	I opened it just enough so that I could squeeze in, and halted their escape, shoving them both back inside as I re-locked the gate. The terrified otter attempted to grab my wrist, but a hard punch to the gut left her on her knees gasping for air, and detered the frightened fox from trying the same stunt as I locked the chain once more and took a peek into the pool area.
	The buzzards were picking at the remains of dead, naked cubs floating in the water. Somewhere in the area of fifteen dead cubs and their clothing was floating around the pool. At the shallow end was the conclusion of the mystery. An adult male doberman wearing a lifeguard vest and nothing else was knotted inside a sobbing and bleeding toddler bunny girl at the edge of the sectioned off kiddie pool, panting through clenched teeth as his shaft throbbed inside her tiny cunt.
	I knew he would be looking for another victim soon, so I figured I would do him a favor. Having nowhere to run, the fox girl cried as I approached her. The otter wanted to stop me, obviously, but the earlier punch prevented her from mustering up the courage as she was only now starting to catch her breath. I grabbed the fox by the arm and began dragging her as she flailed and cried, through the dressing room, and out into the pool area. The doberman's ears twitched at the sound of her crying and looked over in our direction.
	Much to the fox's horror, I began peeling and ripping away at the remainder of her one-piece bathing suit. I heard a scream from the toddler, a sure sign that the canine's knot had been ripped out. As the doberman began to approach us, the little bunny curled up with a loud sob, her little cunt dripping wet with semen, and the raging hard-on the doberman still had hinted that there was plenty more to spare.
	After stripping the fox of her suit, I shoved her into the shallow end of the pool, and the buff, fuck-hungry lifeguard immediately dove in after her. She barely had a chance to start swimming away before a paw grabbed her ankle. With a shriek, she began fighting futilly, their splashes obscuring my vision until her legs were pulled around the dog's waist. He grabbed her hips and accurately thrusted right into her wet cunt, the water keeping her at just the right height for him, but an akward one for her.
	Face down, she had to fight to keep her head above the water as she was being raped from the other end. Each scream was short-lived as her mouth would fill with water each time. Her arms flailed in the water, trying to keep her upper-body high enough that she could tilt her head back and get some air before she went back under. As the doberman happilly pounded into his new victim, his knot slapping against her entrance, my cock was getting quite needy again. I returned to the front to retrieve the otter.
	I dragged the yet untouched screaming girl where I could see the action in the pool. I felt like I'd hit the jackpot finding yet another little virgin to break in. Forcing her out of her clothing, I pressed her forward over a poolside bench where I could enjoy the flailing of my victim and still watch the unfortunate fox in the water fight for air through the pain as the doberman lifeguard made her his bitch for the moment. I never get tired of hearing that initial shriek of pure pain as the otter gave me when I forced my thick, adult penis through the young lips of her tight pussy.
	My shins pressed against her calves, keeping her moderately still as my length violently explored her insides. She didn't have a clue what to expect up to now, and it was worse than anything she probably thought of. Mmm, I can't wait for a chance to throw another party like this one. As many times as I indulged myself that night, the mood and the pleasure was never diminished, and this was no exception. Doing what no one else could ever possibly get away with, I raped my fourth victim in one night, openly, with witnesses and accomplices everywhere.
	I pushed through her defenses like a knife through a block of cheese, slowly picking up speed as she begged me through her frantic screams to stop, repeating how much it hurt her. Not realizing how good it felt to me, she only knew that I was hurting her, and not why, but that's perfectly fine with me. It kept her in disbelief that anyone could be so cruel for the pure sake of cruelty, a fun thought, but it also kept her begging and screaming for me to stop, while my cock rewarded me with waves of pleasure from her tight and clenching hole.
	While listening to her frantic pleas, I was also listening to the fox as she let out short screams followed by gurgles, and even bigger ones when the canine's knot slammed through those sore cunt lips. Pretty soon after that, she was too tired to efficiently keep her head above water. Bubbles from her forced screams popped above her, and eventually stopped as she ran out of air. She was still squirming, still very much alive and aware of the situation, fighting for her life, though that was about as lost a cause as her virginity.
	I figured this was as good a time as any to finish off my prey. Grabbing her shoulders, I began thrusting rapidly with grunts and growls, extracting more delicious screams from the little otter as I took her innocence completely. My cock continued to reward me for forcing it faster through the tight, fleshy space, and soon seeded the little girl as it had all but one of my past victims. I buried my shaft deep into the sobbing youth, and gave an occasional yelp-extracting thrust to prolong my pleasure.
	Once I pulled out of her dripping slit, satisfied to no end, I left the pool area, locking the gate behind me, giving no mercy to the remaining otter and bunny todler. It was quite certain the fox would end up buzzard food like the rest of them, but at least the lifeguard still had two toys, albeit used ones, to play with.
	Ah, but what was this coming towards me? Two chipmunks; one adult male and one female cub. They were running roght towards me, but they hadn't noticed me yet. I hid behind a large fairgrounds map next to the pool area and watched. The adult wasn't under the chemical's influence. He and his daughter probably just came in. Odd that the wrecked police cars didn't deter them, but I've seen morbid curiosity make people behave strangely before.
	Her top was ripped a little, and behind them, seemingly not putting all his effort into catching them was my wolf buddy. He had apparently noticed me before I noticed him, and was trying to herd them towards me rather than catch them. What a nice guy. He knows how much I love chipmunks, but coming off of that otter, I'd need just a little more time to warm up.
	As they got closer, the male grabbed an aluminum baseball bat that was laying on the ground, about 20 feet away from the batting cage. Guess he wasn't the first one to use it. He turned to face the wolf while the girl backed up slowly while her father, as I would soon find out, threatened the wolf with it. Playing it cool, my buddy allowed me enough of a distraction to get my paws on the little girl.

"AH! DADDY!!"

	Daddy turned to me with the bat, but before he could charge in, the wolf grabbed it, prying it from the smaller chipmunk's grip before bringing him over to us as I started to peel away the young girl's panties from under her skirt, while daddy struggled and threatened me, giving me idle warnings not to touch her. I wasn't about to let this oppourtunity pass as I addressed the father.

"She looks tight. I'm going to plant my cock into her..."

"I swear I'll kill you if you do!"

"...and then I'm going to tear her open and eat her liver and guts..."

"Get away from her! Please!"

"I'll give you a chance to save her, though. How bout it?"

	Dad went silent, it was all the confirmation I needed. As I pulled the last of her clothing from her, I pulled her by the scruff of her neck into my lap, holding her arms so that any attempt to get up would strain her shoulders in an unpleasant way.

"You fuck her, then. It's either you or me, dad."

	The little girl was confused and terrified, begging daddy to save her and asking why he wasn't doing what I asked of him to save her life. I could see the conflict growing in him while the intrigued wolf looked on. As I reached down slowly between her legs, dad could take no more, and begged me to stop, hesitantly agreeing to my terms.

"Good, now strip."

	I could see tears forming in his eyes as he realized he had to hurt his own daughter in order to keep her from getting hurt more. There was no way for him to stop us. The wolf had the bat, and he was quite smaller than either one of us. As he removed all his clothing, the little one was starting to think twice about her pleas from earlier. To my amusement, dad already had a half-on

"Oh look at that, it looks like dad's been hoping for a chance to do this anyway."

"D-Daddy?"

	He snarled at me, not wanting to admit to himself, much less to me or his daughter, that he had a physical reaction to her being stripped, even if he never consciously wanted to fuck her. I motioned him to get into position and he did, his eyes full of pain as he spread his frightened girl's legs, stroking himself for awhile, trying to take his mind off the moment just so he could get hard enough to fuck her, thus preveting me from doing the same.
	He very hesitantly placed his tip against her slit, closing his wet eyes tightly. With a shakey voice he advised his terrified daughter to relax and not to clench. His breathing picked up and he had to stroke himself a little more as the situation had an impact on his drive to stay hard. When he thought he was ready, he slowly pressed his tip through her slit, trying to go as slow as he could, his eyes tightening and his teeth clenching at the screams from his innocent offspring.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Just relax and tell me when you're ready, ok?"

"I can't! It hurts! Get it out a little!"

	I was getting a little impatient with his stalling, but not as much as the wolf, who with a grunt, pressed his foot against the male's ass and shoved his hips forward to force him to hilt inside the little one, who shrieked and flailed in my grasp, desperately trying to pull away from her father's adult shaft. Daddy just couldn't get over the shock of what just happened, sobbing almost as much as his daughter. I let out a low growl as he seemed to want to just wait there for her to get adjusted, and give a very tiny thrust every now and then to get her used to it.

"Listen, dad, if you don't pick up your thrusts, we're going to do it for you."

"Isn't this enough?! just let us go, please! You've had your fun!"

"You're not going anywhere until you fill her little cunt with your seed, now THRUST!"

	There was obviously so much he wanted to say to us, but he realized he had better keep his mouth shut, else his little girl would be lunch meat right in front of him after we had our way with her. He apologised one more time and with a pained grunt, he started rocking his hips faster, trying his best to ignore her pain and just get it over with. Finally he was getting it done. My sheath was filling with a good hard-on as the little chipmunk shrieked in pain, begging daddy to stop hurting her, which he tried his hardest to ignore so that he could concentrate on reaching his climax.

"That's it, dad, fuck her. Harder... Harder...! Harder, dammit!"

	Finally, the chipmunk was starting to fuck like a real rapist, albiet a quivering, sobbing one.I held the little girl still while daddy raped her as hard as he could, desperately trying to reach his climax despite those distracting shrieks, closing his eyes and trying to think of something a little more enjoyable than bringing pain to his little girl. He had to keep going for quite awhile, continually apologising and trying to get her to relax, but it was a lost cause.
	He went silent for a moment, slapping his hips against her for another minute or so, then stopped, shuddering and crying a little more as his cock finally obeyed him and released his seed into his daughter. He slowly pulled his shaft from her, hanging his head in despair, sniveling and qvivering, sitting back and curling up a bit as his dripping cock pulsed with the pleasure he forced himself to take.

"I... I did it... now please let her go..."

"Nah, I haven't had my turn yet."

	Dad looked up with wide, disbelieving eyes, as he had just raped his own daughter for nothing. I pulled her out in front of me and pressed my paw to her back, pinning the scared, sobbing chipmunk to the grass. Needless to say, dad wasn't too thrilled that he screwed his daughter, I metaphorically screwed him, and was about to screw his daughter again. He lunged at me, digging his claws into my back in a last-ditch effort to save his daughter.
	I snarled in pain, but it was more of a burning pain as his claws were small and sharp, and barely got through my hide. He didn't get another swipe, though, as the wolf he had forgotten about cracked his arm with the bat. He grabbed his fractured arm, howling in pain as the little one looked on in horror, the wolf systematically breaking each limb with the bat, and giving him another crack every time he tried to move in our direction.

"Are we being too rough with daddy? I'll take your mind off of it. Let's try the other hole."

	She never took her eyes off her father, not paying any attention to my words, but I got it back as soon as my tip opened up her anal ring. She let out an ear-piercing shriek as I shoved my entire length into her tightest entrance, and dad felt he had nothing to lose, wiggling his way towards us. Another shot with the bat, and the pain rendered him unconscious. I was hoping he could watch, but oh well, one less thing to worry about.
	With my weight pressed down onto the little rodent, she couldn't get a deep breath, making her screams short and raspy, followed by a short gasp. It was quite deliscious, and my cock agreed, as well as my buddy's as he shot a load just from listening to those quick shrieks of pain. I couldn't use all my strength on my thrusts, as the hole was just clenching too tightly, but it wasn't a problem since it provided enough pleasure by itself. Could have probably gotten off without thrusting at all as she clenched again and again, her squirming providing more than enough friction.
	I blew a hard one inside her, grunting and clenching my teeth as I felt my seed forcing its way through my squeazed passage. After a bit I had to pull out just so the rest of it could escape, and it shot out the moment my tip was free of her ring, coating her backside as my shaft throbbed over the gasping, sobbing little girl. I offered the wolf his turn, but she soon passed out just like her daddy. The wolf shrugged and we left the two lying there, to wake up and leave with an incident fresh in their minds that they would never forget, barring repressed memory.
	Mere seconds after wiping my cum onto the fur of our latest victim I heard an adult scream, followed by the unmistakable sound of a screaming infant. Three bunnies, a mother, a father, and the infant were hiding behind the haunted house, waiting for the nightmare to pass. The diaper was on the ground, the infant naked in the stroller as the mother and father tugged on the stroller. The male's fly was open, and the infant seemed to be the object of his lust.
	What was even more interesting is that these three were all hiding behind the haunted house with no incident. The male couldn't have been under the influence of the chemical at this point, or this incident would have happened long before I got here, so I just took a seat on the ground to rest, and watch the show. I was planning on stepping in to let daddy have what he seemed to have been wanting until this point, where he would have the perfect excuse to indulge himself. I wonder if he was watching us before...
	I didn't have to step in, though. A cheetah buddy of mine did first, grabbing the adult and dragging her away from the stroller. She flailed, jumped, and kicked in every direction, but the cheetah wasn't planning on giving her the chance to escape. He dumped her into the cart that takes the customer into the haunted house, throwing the lever and climbing in with her, giving her a deep, unwelcome kiss as they rode inside. Soon she would be screaming for a reason other than the ride, or maybe both.
	Daddy watched them for a little, which gave away his state of mind. If the chemical was really affecting him, he wouldn't have let his attention wander away from his target. He was completely in control as he knelt in front of the stroller, pulling the infant's legs over the side, exposing her cute rump and miniature slit as he slid his pants down and prepared to enter her, the infant crying from being tossed around so much.
	He wanted that little baby cunt, ignoring the screams from the hounted house as he pressed his tip to her slit, completely hiding from view. Her soft fur folding around his tip. She cried a little louder as the adult strained forward, and then as her tiny lips popped back over his tip, her eyes opened wide as she jerked and shuddered, following that up with the high-pitched squeal only an infant could manage. She hadn't the motor skills to struggle. She was easy prey.
	Gripping her sides and pushing hard, daddy grunted as he forced his shaft deeper, straining against the tight passage not developed enough for such play. Getting it halfway in he began slowly rocking his hips, grunting and straining the whole way. Through the frantic shrieks of the alarmed and tortured baby, he worked his cock deeper with each thrust of his hips, finding it difficult to get all the way in.

"Too.... TIGHT!...."

	His words yet another give-away that the chemical wasn't influencing his actions, he strained forward, getting impatient to hilt inside the little bunny girl. Still straining, he managed to get most of his adult shaft into her, stretching her constricting little cunt out to its limit. The poor cub couldn't stop daddy's lustful violation of her young womb, just doing only what she knows will bring someone to help her, though she'd be painfully disappointed this time.
	The adult finally got a decent pace going, though still slow from any perspective, groaning and rocking his hips back and forth, burying himself into his soft, fuzzy, newborn daughter. He didn't have to give any effort in restraining her, which is certainly a plus if you're going to bang a newborn. He could just indulge his hard shaft into the little fuck toy until he was satisfied.
	On an inward thrust, the infant's hips popped, and daddy's cock slipped all the way in. The girl let out a few cute gasps before resuming her screaming, her little body shaking violently, but her arms and legs only flexing clumsily as she squirmed in any way she could figure out how.

"Oh! Oh here we go!"

	Daddy didn't seem to mind that he had just broken his daughter. Now he could start thrusting to his own desired pace. He did just that, pulling his hips back and starting to violently rape the young bunny girl, pulling her stroller back into his thrusts and slapping his hips against her, groaning and shuddering as he fucked such a tight little hole not meant for fucking.

"Yes! Yeah take it, you little screaming whore!!"

	I found myself stroking my own cock to this scene, watching as the adult male drove into his tiny daughter again and again, giving no regard to her safety of comfort, only his twisted pleasure in harming her. The little "screaming whore" just couldn't understand why mommy had left her to be sexually punished in such a severe way, the stoller wet with tears as she continued to scream out in pain. She just couldn't take this kind of abuse.

"MMM Here it comes, slut!"

	The bunny slammed his hips into her a few more times as hard as he could, and then groaned loudly as his cock throbbed, gasping as the tight passage hindered his seed, constricting his cock as it started to pump hot semen into the tiny hole. He gasped as her immature squirming teased his shaft even more, grunting as he held her against his waist, emptying his balls into his infant daughter in a moment of sexual bliss.
	When he finally pulled out of her, he leand back onto the grass, cock still pulsing as cream oozed out of the brutalized cunt and onto the stroller and the grass. She was still screaming, the pain not stopping even with the invading shaft free from her little slit, the fur on her face soaked with tears as daddy panted hard, having finally had the chance to let himself go, unrestrained and unmerciful.
	It was about this time that a faint light started to grow over the distant hills. The sun was coming up! We had been at this all night. How time flies when you're having fun. Still, it was our cue to conclude our test. As I walked back to the parking lot to grab my clothes and notepad, I noticed that most of the males had passed out, having over-indulged themselves into countless orgasms. There were a few still roaming around, looking for holes to fuck, but the intensity wasn't there anymore. Wouldn't be long before they either snapped back to their senses or passed out with the rest.
	I grabbed my clothes and a notepad from the van and scribbled down my final notes. All my buddies were starting to show up, each one with a prize from the fair. They brought the cubs to the van, and stuffed the struggling new slaves into the sacks we fortunately thought to bring, tieing them tight. The party wasn't over for these little ones by a long shot.
	The coyote patted my shoulder with a smirk and pointed to the ticket booth. I curiously walked over to investigate, and made my biggest score of the night. Hiding inside the ticket booth was a 5-year old bunny girl with beautiful pink fur, still clothed and unspoiled. How lucky am I! I opened the door, and grabbed the frightened little lapine as she tried to jump out of the ticket window, throwing her over my shoulder and carrying the flailing piece of meat to the van.
	This one had lots of energy as she demonstrated, giving me a hell of a time getting that sack around her, but I got her inside and tied it shut. The muffled protesting and sobbing as the sun came up served as a delicious reminder of the all-night mega-orgy, and of the fun we're going to have abusing our little slaves.
	I had just deflowered my little bunny before I began writing this. She hasn't stopped sobbing since. Still, recalling that wonderful party we had has given me a major hard-on, so I'm off now to fuck the little whore a second time.