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Bad Bad Employees

By DeviantAmp

Teamwork

“Why do YOU always put US together? Why can’t I work in the back or he go in the back? You’re always doing this to ME.”

The husky slammed his palms onto the table, leaning over it as he glared down at Zeek. The badger was in his chair, rubbing his temples while his employee argued with him. He knew it was going to happen, but it still never felt good when Jacque made a scene.

“First: I’m still YOUR boss, so watch your tone with me. Second: nobody is doing this on purpose; it’s just the only way the schedule makes sense. Third: I’d love to have you in the back if you could actually do literally anything with your hands. Fourth: Suck it up. It’s like, I dunno, a four hour shift. Stop being such a baby...”

The room was silent as Zeek knew he unintentionally crossed a line with the husky. Or maybe it was just a Freudian slip that was gonna cost him any good credit that he had with the boy. The canine’s lip was quivering and his neck and ears were twitching with frustration. He looked like he was about to lunge at the badger but instead he took a deep breath and about-faced. Before he left the room, he made sure to “accidentally” knock over a cup full of pens with his tail. Zeek just leaned back in his chair, letting out an exhausted groan.

“Such a fussy queen.”

Jacque heard that last bit, but he was still too angry with the baby comment that he didn’t let it phase him. Instead, he went into the back, getting ready to start his shift for the night. As always, the store was completely understaffed on the busiest night of the week. Zeek would be focused on the oven and prep, Ashton would be in back helping with cleaning and folding boxes, and that would leave him and Dane in the front. The thought alone made his blood boil.

He pushed passed the swinging kitchen door, hitting it hard so that it made the fox jump and nearly drop a plate to the ground. Ashton was working on dishes leftover from the lunch rush. The tall lanky fox was dressed rather ridiculously, having the full red rubber apron on, his hair in a fishnet and long yellow gloves that almost went to his elbows. 

“You look like a circus clown.” Jacque jabbed unprovokingly at Ashton.

“I shee shomeones in a bad mood,” Ashton retorted with his nose in the air.

The husky was ready to plow past him when Ashton gave a nervous smile and cocked his head quizzically. Jacque knew what was coming next and he wished that he could bury himself in a hole and die.

“Sho, that thing you shent in the group chat...wash that really y-”

“Ashton, I swear to God!”

The fox immediately shut up, going right back to his dishes and trying to pretend that he wasn’t about to ask about the picture. He had very little self-awareness and a hard time with social cues, but even he knew when to shut up. Jacque stomped his foot on the ground before pushing past the fox into the back to get an apron for work. He couldn’t believe that even Ashton, the store idiot, was making fun of him.

He got to the back, rummaging through the aprons before finding one that was clean enough for him. Most of them had some hole in them or a seam was coming loose. He wouldn’t settle until he found the one that was as perfect as he was. He walked in front of the mirror in the storage room and tidied himself up for his shift. He specifically wore his khaki shorts to match the beige apron he picked.

The husky was only a sophomore in high school, but his parents gave him enough freedom to do anything that he wanted. He had dyed all of the black fur on his body and all of his headfur to be turquoise. His hand and feet claws were also turquoise, a chore that he had to keep up with daily. No one could see it, but he even dyed his pubes just to make sure that it wouldn’t look weird. He loved the color and definitely liked the contrast with the work apron.

“Looking good as always, slut.”

Jacque swung his arm around, just missing the skunk’s muzzle. He could feel his fist making contact with his whiskers, but was just slightly off from catching him straight on the nose. The spotted skunk jumped back, holding his hands out in front of him as he tried to keep the husky away from him. Jacque felt ready to move in and start wailing on him. He would have definitely been fired and may have had charges pressed against him, but it would have been so worth it.

“Peace! Peace! You win!”

“I’m gonna take a pizza cutter and show you ‘peace’, you dickhead.”

Elijah was clearly physically superior to the husky and was holding back intentionally as the husky grabbed his arms and try to push him into the surrounding metal racks. Actually, the skunk was beginning to feel sorry for the husky’s efforts as he barely needed to do anything to keep the boy at bay. He was toned, thick, and probably a solid foot taller than the fifteen year old husky. It was more difficult for Elijah to keep a straight face than it was to fight Jacque, and he wasn’t even able to keep himself from smiling.

“It’s been, like, three days. How’ve you not calmed down by now.”

“EVERYONE, and I mean EVERYONE saw the picture. You took MY phone and sent it to the work chat. It was up for hours until I saw it. Zeek saw it before I saw it, and he’s not even in the group chat!”

Jacque knew this was pointless. Elijah wasn’t treating any of this seriously and the fact that the husky was so weak compared to him just made this display even more pathetic. He let go of the skunk and threw his arms up in the air. Tears built up on the sides of his eyes, but he definitely wouldn’t let the skunk watch him cry. Instead, he stomped his way out of the backroom and back into the kitchen with Ashton. 

“Trade with Elijah.” He demanded to the awkwardly-dressed fox.

“Oh, um, I don’t think Elijah will agree to that. He really doeshn’t like to do dishes and he definitely will not lishten to me,” Ashton replied awkwardly, not giving the other teenager eye contact.

“Just tell him to do them and that you’re gonna work up front with me tonight. Don’t you like working with me?” 

Jacque leaned into the fox, getting close enough for their fur to touch and their tails to accidentally bump into each other. The husky bent over the sink, showing off his exposed thighs and legs to Ashton in a hope to try sway hm over with sex. It wasn’t even that Ashton actually wanted to do dishes, though he did like being close to Zeek all night. He was actuatly on the fence until he turned around and saw Elijah poking his head out of the storeroom and watching how close the two were to each other right then.

“Err, I don’t think sho. Here, why don’t you and I trade, sho you shtay here and I go up front?”

“Tch, like I’m gonna touch a dish. Whatever.”

The husky stormed off to the front of the store, getting ready to start his shift. Ashton groaned, barely able to handle the husky and glad that he wouldn’t have to spend all shift out front with him. However, even he couldn’t deny how attractive the husky was. His eyes were centered right on his ass as he watched him walk away, imagining what it was like underneath his shorts. Drool started to drip off his metal-studded teeth until he felt a paw slap underneath his chin and close his maw.

“Keep staring, kid. He ain’t on the market just yet.” Elijah said as he passed the fox towards the front of the store.

“Kid? You’re only sheventeen. Sheesh.”

Elijah swung the kitchen doors open with both paws, making an entrance into the front the way he always liked to do. The skunk didn’t like being in the back. That was where all the real work happened. He spent more than enough time lifting and sprinting; god knows that he didn’t need to spend anymore time working than he already did. It was better for everyone if he worked in the front. Jacque was the cute little boy toy that all the doms and tomboys wanted to fuck. Elijah was the man that all the queers and bitches wanted to suck.

“Alrighty. Who needs what?” The skunk asked no one in particular, but Jacque knew he was the only one there to answer.

The husky ignored his request for information, pretending like he couldn’t hear him as he spent time organizing the red pepper and parmesan packets in front of him. Elijiah sighed knowing this wasn’t going to work out for him. He might not have cared much about work, but he needed the front of the store to at least be functional. The wages weren’t the best and he relied on tips. Tips tht wouldn’t come with shitty service. He lifted his hand up and put his fingers together before giving a loud snap towards Jacque. It’d been three days since Jacque heard that sound and it still made the white fur on his muzzle and ears turn bright pink.

“Table 6 has two large pepperonis and Table 10 is just waiting on a family salad.” Jacque responded, looking straight ahead at Elijah without blinking.

“Good, keep that up and we’re gonna have a smooth night.” 

Jacque turned his head to the side in shame as he was released by the skunk. Despite the trauma that the skunk had just unleashed on him, he still felt the need to follow every one of his orders without question. He wouldn’t even be able to walk away from the front counter for at least a few minutes now. His dick was rock hard and dripping pre into his cargo shorts. If he didn’t have his apron, anyone could see that he was making a mess on himself just from the domineering voice.

The shift finally started to pick up just as Zeek left the office and started to work in the back of the kitchen. The husky did as he was told, taking orders and communicating the bare minimum to Elijah. He was still mad at the skunk, but he couldn’t be completely dysfunctional about it. Elijah, at least, wouldn’t let him be. Just the thought of the level of control he allowed the skunk to have over him and his body was making him gush.

“Where’s my collar?” Elijah asked in a deep tone.

A chill ran down Jacques spine and chased its way all the way down to his tail. His fur was bushy. He felt both guilty and defiant at the exact same time. He could tell that the skunk was right behind him, leaning over his small effeminate body. He felt exposed without it and he felt like he was practically walking around without his shorts on. It felt so rebellious to not be wearing it for the first time in almost a full year.

“That thing? I think I lost it or mixed it up with the trash. Could be anywhere, honestly.”

He heard the skunk groan as put the boy into his shadow. He could feel his hot breath pouring over between his ears and dripping down the back of his neck. He wanted to lean back into the warmth, surrendering to it just like one would surrender to sleep in a warm bed. His tail naturally raised itself for the skunk, flagging himself for his superior despite the rejection. His body was craving the skunk, but he wasn’t quite ready to give the teenager what he wanted. He was going to keep playing games until the skunk rightfully apologized for what he did.

“You’re out of line.”

Jacque almost yelled as Elijah reached his hand out and gave a strong grope right against his backside. He kept himself quiet, about to walk off but the strong skunk grabbed him by the wrist and kept him standing still. Jacque was petrified as he looked out into the rest of the restaurant. The only thing in front of him was the cash register and the front counter that it rest on. The two of them being close already looked suspicious, but if anyone decided to walk closer, they’d see the skunk with his hand down the husky’s pants.

“You belong to me. You are mine. If I want to violate you here in this restaurant, that’s my choice. If I want to send pictures of you to anyone, that’s my choice. When I give you a collar and tell you to wear it, that’s my choice. It’s never yours.”

As he spoke, Elijah was frisking the husky in each of his pockets while making sure that he understood how much power he had and how much control Jacque lacked. He let the skuk put his hands in each of his pockets, checking to see if that was where he hide the collar. Each time, he made sure to feel the husky up through the pocket lining. His claws were thick and sharp, testing the lining to its limits as he dug into his fur. All Jacque could do was whimper and keep watch, protecting his master while he was being molested.

When the skunk couldn’t find them in his pockets, he put his hand right back into his front pocket. They both knew that if Zeek had walked out to the front for a soda or spent any time paying attention to what went on in the front of the house, he’d be able to see all of it. The skunk forcefully handled the small husky while he just stood there and took it. Even his apron wouldn’t be able to hide the raging erection that Jacque was sporting throughout the entire event. He wanted so badly to cum.

“Wait for me in the first stall of the bathroom. Be naked.”

Elijah yanked his hand out of his pocket, taking the husky’s car keys with him. Jacque tried to grab the keys back, but the skunk was too fast. Before he could complain or resist, the skunkhad darted out the back to the kitchen. He knew exactly where he was going and exactly what he was going to get. The husky always put the collar in his glove box whenever he didn’t want to wear it and his car was parked right in the back. He would be back soon.

“Elijah shaid I had to cover for you guysh. You know you’re not shupposed to take breaksh at the shame time.” Ashton said as he popped out towards the front. 

The fox was too busy trying to take off all of his cleaning stuff that he barely missed the husky’s boner holding up his apron. Jacque put both of his paws in his front pocket and tried to push down his erection before Ashton would see it. It worked, but not before he could see the silly position that he was in, trying to cover up something with his apron. At first he seemed confused but finally a lightbulb flashed over his head and he suddenly understood everything. Ashton walked over to the front of the cash register and nodded his head.

“You know, I had to wear pull-upsh longer than l should’ve been too.”

The husky’s entire body turned red and he was completely lost trying to think of what he was going to have to do. He needed to get to the restroom before Elijah would get back with his collar, and he didn’t have time for Ashton’s typical awkwardness. He just gave the fox a weak smile and motioned over to the bathroom with a nod before he started to head towards that direction. The entire thing felt humiliating as he walked throughout the restaurant with his hands over his crotch.

He felt like a cub that had just wet himself at the arcade and was now walking through the mall trying to find his mommy. Most of the people in the restaurant were completely focused on their pizza and their own friends and families, but he could tell some of the kids that he recognized from his school gave him a passing glance. He was considered the hot one, or at least that’s how he saw himself when he was strutting about with his tail up. Now he felt more like a wounded animal amongst hungry predators, ready to tear him apart to provide themselves sustenance.

A weasel that he had Algebra I with caught his attention. The skinny boy raised his hand up to wave at the husky, smiling at him in comaraderie. The boy seemed clueless to what was going on, and too friendly to be judgmental as he waited patiently for some form of reciprocation. Jacque was forced to return the attention, giving a weak smile back at the weasel and slowly raising his hand up to wave back. That was his big mistake.

Despite thinking that he had gotten soft enough to wave back at the boy, his apron and cargo shorts shot up to reveal his bulge. He was barely able to wave his hand before he had to put both hands back down and push down his pants. The weasel saw everything, his face instantly scrunching up in embarrassment and as he looked down, looked up at the husky’s face, and then looked right down again at the husky’s large bulge trying to escape out into the open. The weasel turned his attention back to his family, pretending not to have seen anything even though it was clear to the husky what had just happened.

Jacque darted into the bathroom, not wanting to take anymore chances with anyone else. He didn’t slow down until he made his way straight into the stall. He ducked his head underneath the stalls, making sure that no one else was using the restroom. When he was sure that it was clear, he stared at the stall door for a second. He knew that Elijah would get mad if he locked the door, but literally anyone could walk in on him and see him. He bit his lip and folded his ears before giving in and pulling up his shirt.

His turquoise pattern would have been revealed to anyone who simply pushed on the first stall door. He reached down, bending himself far enough so that his head was just barely above the toilet as he began to untie his shoes inside of the stall. The last person had left the bowl filled with piss and didn’t bother flushing. His bare back and raised tail was free for just anyone to claim if they wanted it. He felt a guilty pleasure knowing that his lips were so close to the rim of the toilet and it would take barely any effort to push him down to kiss the seat.

Jacque pulled off his shoes and placed his socks right into each of them. Being barefoot in a restroom would have been simply too much for any normal person, but it was just a warmup for the nasty husky. He loved knowing that he was standing in some complete strangers dried piss and it was covering his pads. He had done it so often with the skunk that the cold tile felt natural to him. He had allowed Elijah to do so much worse to him that he wouldn’t mind if he had to lay out his body on the floor and use his fur like a mop.

He pulled down his shorts and underwear just as he heard the door to the bathroom open. His heart was racing, the excitement was causing him to freeze up when he should have been putting his clothes back on. He then heard the sound of the deadbolt lock and knew he only had seconds to get read. He didn’t bother taking his shorts and underwear off with his hands and instead stomped them into the bathroom tiles and pulled them off with his feet. Just as he kicked them aside, he turned around and faced the stall door with his erect dick in his paw.

“Alright, you dumb bitch. Time to teach you a lesson.” Elijah said, his voice echoing in the tiny bathroom.

The skunk pushed open the door with one paw and held up the collar with his other paw. Elijah was done being in a playful mood with the husky and was much more goal oriented. He spun him back around, forcing him on his knees before bending him right over the toilet. Jacque could see the toilet water clearly and how close his muzzle was to touching it. He could only hold back so much while the skunk held his head down into the bowl. Before his muzzle could go too far into the piss scented toilet, the skunk yanked him back by wrapping the collar around his neck and choking him with it.

“You uppity little queer, you’ve forgotten your place.” 

Jacque was put in such a submissive mood that he wasn’t even worried how rough the skunk was treating him. He could only think about how loud his master was being and how he didn’t want to get him in trouble. The skunk locked the collar around his pet’s neck and then let go of the husky. Jacque caught himself just before his muzzle could crash right into the rim of the toilet. He was breathing hard, trying to get oxygen back into his lungs and only getting stale piss fumes from the toilet in front of him.

“Hold still.” Elijah ordered, grabbing the husky’s hair and putting his muzzle squarely inside the toilet.

Jacque knew what was up and he wanted to pll his face out of the toilet, but he also knew that he was not going to disobey a direct order that he was given. The skunk forced himself into the stall, not having a whole lot of room while the husky was on all fours. His tail was raised and his muzzle was about halfway inside of the toilet. The harsh chemicals in the toilet mixed with the ammonia scented urine burned the inside of his nostrils. He did his best not to breathe too much of it in, but it was the only way he could breathe until the skunk told him he could lift his head up.

The sound of Elijah’s zipper being pulled down instantly got him excited again and he began panting like the dog he was. His cock ached and dripped pre onto the floor just thinking about his master’s dick. He wished he could see it, but he could only wait nervously, hoping that the skunk had enough mercy in him to resist pissing on his head. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, ready for anything he was going to do to him. The skunk shifted around a few times until he was ready.

“Keep still.”

Elijah didn’t need to say anything more than that. The stream just barely missed the husky’s head and instead went straight into the piss water in the bowl. Even though he was glad that he was not going to be absolutely drenched in piss, he wasn’t completely out of the clear. The fluids jumped up in drops getting all over his face, eyes, mouth and nose. He groaned and whined at the treatment, having to deal with both the piss and toilet water. Part of him was disgusted at himself for actually going through with this. Part of him wanted nothing more.

“You’ve been getting too rowdy bitch. Over what? Some stupid picture?”

The question was followed up by the sound of the camera going off on Elijah’s phone and he instantly wanted to get up and grab the phone out of the spotted skunk’s hand. The skunk anticipated it though, reaching down and holding the husky’s head down into the bowl and starting to push him towards the surface of the water. Jacque was panicking, trying his best to keep himself up while also trying to fight the skunk. Just like the earlier fight, it was a losing effort and he slowly found himself getting closer and closer to the water. How would he explain himself if he had piss all over his face? He would have to go home and shower and Zeek would definitely not like that. He was probably going to get fired for drinking out of the toilet like some sort of feral.

“You’re lucky you’re my dog. You’re lucky I don’t hold your head underneath the water until you drink the entire bowl empty.”

With that, he released Jacque and let him get his head out of the toilet. Tears were rolling down the sides of the husky’s face, terrified because the skunk had gone too far. His heart was racing and his arms and legs were trembling something fierce. He couldn’t stop his entire body and tail from shaking like the quivering pup that he was. Elijah, on the other hand, was done tormenting his dog. Instead, he reached his hand down and began to scritch behind Jacques ear.

“Oh, stop being so dramatic. I’m not sending the picture anywhere. It’s got my dick in it and everyone would recognize these nasty toilets.”

The comment was enough to make Jacque relax and let out a laugh between his suppressed whimpers. He nodded his head up and down and since he was not actually told he was allowed to move, he got back into the position that he was in. Elijah noticed this and smiled down at the husky. He walked himself out of the stall and took a knee behind him so that he could get into the best position. When he was comfortable, he reached out and grabbed him right by his knot.

“Alright alright, we gotta be fast with this. You’re not gonna last the rest of this shift if you don’t get taken care of.”

Jacque moaned right into the toilet, bucking his hips like an actual dog while he was being held onto. It was so demeaning to be jerked off this way, but he knew that he couldn’t go out there after being pent up all day. The skunk squeezed his knot again, getting him to moan loudly into the toilet bowl. He wanted that skunk to penetrate him right there, fuck him right there and leave him like a used condom on the bathroom floor. Those thoughts alone were doing most of the work as he leaked everywhere.

“You’ve missed me, haven’t you? You need this bad, dog.”

Elijah finally began to stroke him with one paw. He tugged up and down on his knot, squeezing it with his large black paws. He stroked his hand right down the entire length of the husky’s shaft and pressed his thumb right into the head of his dick. As he did that, it was like milking a cow’s teat, shooting a line of pre each time he tugged it. After he would play with his head, he’d go right back up and start squeezing on his knot again.

Jacque couldn’t take just being there on all fours any longer. He reached up and grabbed the toilet itself, wrapping both of his arms around it while he kept himself up on his knees. He squeezed the toilet tightly, panting underneath the seat of it and getting closer to the water. It felt so degrading to be in a position like this, a real treat that he had been deserving for a while. His canine tongue was hanging out of his muzzle just centimeters away from the urine filled toilet. He wondered if he could go through with it: if he could lap at the nasty water to prove to his master how far he would be willing to go. There would be almost no going back from such a vile and degenerate act.

“Ah! Ahh! I’m cumming. I’m cumming, master!”

Just the thought alone was too much for the poor boy and he started calling out his master’s name inside the bowl. He began to shoot right in his master’s hands. His knot pulsating with the rest of his cock as he sent his load splashing everywhere on the ground underneath him. Elijah milked his cow right, tugging on him just as he squirted and kept most of his cum in one spot. It landed right between his knees, making a puddle the size of a pancake.

“There there. Goooood, dog. You can get out of the toilet now. It’s time to clean up your mess.”

He pulled the husky by his tail, dragging him backwards. His fur slid over the bathroom tiles easily, catching any of the grime and muck with the fur on his hands and knees. He crawled backwards so that his tail wouldn’t be pulled too hard, but he absolutely let himself be led rather than taking charge of where he went. He ended up being pulled back just enough so that his muzzle was directly over his own cum on the floor. He looked behind himself and saw his master standing up and glaring down at him.

“Don’t make me have to step you into it.”

Jacque looked back down at the cum on the floor and went right into it. Despite being spent, he was still so horny and submissive for his master that he began to lick the cum right off of the gross brown tiles. He could taste all the other things that went into making the bathroom floors as dirty as they were, but it was mostly masked by his sweet tasting cum he had as well as the shame and disgust that was making him needy again. His chin was drenched in his own cum as he sucked at the last bits of it on the ground.

“Good boy. Now get dressed. We gotta finish our shift and I’m sure Zeek’s getting suspicious.”

The husky did as he was told. He made sure to let his master see all of his naked body first before he got all the way off the ground. He lifted his tail high, showing off his asshole to the skunk behind him. He knew that the skunk must have been pretty horny too, but unlike the dog, the skunk could control himself like he was an actual adult. He wiggled his ass in the air, presenting to his skunk until he received a light slap on his ass to start getting ready. It was exactly what he needed to get back to work.

The two of them were quick to get back into their clothes and clean themselves up so it didn’t look like they just had engaged in some master/slave roleplay in the work bathroom. The husky had to walk to the mirror, wiping out all of the piss and cum off his muzzle with paper towels, soap and water. The skunk brushed the two of them off, getting all the dirt from their knees and clothes while also making sure that everything looked right in the bathroom. It was no surprise that the two of them had done this at least a dozen times inside of the work bathroom. Elijah was just about to unlock the door but he was instantly pulled backwards by his tail.

“Come’re lovely.”

The skunk spun around and met the husky’s muzzle, forced into a passionate kiss with him. He didn’t fight it at all, reaching his arms behind the husky’s back and head and dipping him towards the ground. Jacque tilted his muzzle to the side so they could be locked into their embrace. Their tongues caressed one another’s, feeling one another up just as their two bodies were. They slowly pulled off one another to look into each other’s eyes. They smiled at each other silently, unafraid to hide their love, until Elijah spoke.

“Your breath tastes like toilet water.”

The two of them walked out of the bathroom holding hands as they walked through the dining room area. Jacque caught the weasel staring at the two of them, his jaw slung open and his muzzle following them. The husky couldn’t do anything but laugh it off, giving the boy a wink and bobbing his tail in his direction. He wondered if the boy could be anywhere near as much of a true man the way his skunk was. With his free hand he reached up and played with the tag on his collar, giving it a flick with his finger to hear the ring of the metal.

“Oh Jeez, look at this.” Elijah said as he pointed at the small line that was forming in front of Ashton.

The fox had been alone for not even fifteen minutes and he was already backing up the entire store. Jacque could tell that the customer that he had in front of him was minutes away from blowing his own skull open from whatever conversation the fox had trapped him in. The other customers looked like they weren’t doing that much better just having to live through the collateral cringe they were experiencing. The husky snuck up behind the fox and gently pushed him towards the side.

“There there fox boy. We got it from here.”

Ashton tried to continue his conversation with the customer while the skunk led him back to the kitchen area. He didn’t even try to fight it as he was being manhandled by the skunk, almost allowing himself to be held by his big strong hands. Before he made it past the doors, he had to stop to get one last thing in before he was banished.

“Sho, like, did you change hish diaper or shomething?”

Elijah’s muzzle twisted between nervously smiling and cringing at the fox’s question. Part of him wanted to fling the fox back into the kitchen, never to be dealt with again. He put his hand on the back of the fox’s neck and gave him a quick rub.

“You’re crazy, but you make me laugh. I like that.”

The fox was leaning into the skunk’s rubbing, melting over the attention that he was receiving. He wanted to fall into Elijah’s arms and be taken away by the big skunk, but instead he was pushed through the door and back to where he came from. Elijah didn’t even check to see if the fox was alright, turning away from the back and to the one he was actually interested in.

The two of them worked side-by-side for the rest for the night without any problems. In fact, Jacque had never been quite so happy as he bounced around the store with a skip. He went to each table, smiling brightly at the customers and attending to their every needs. Even the weasel got some attention as Jacque personally refilled his drink, even though the customers were supposed to get drinks on their own. He kept it up for the remaining few hours until the doors were locked.

“You on chairs and tables, me on sweep and mop?” Jacque asked Elijah politely.

“You know, I could have you just do everything while I jerk off in the bathroom, right?”

The husky blushed and turned his head to not make eye contact. It wasn’t the first time that he had fantasies of being the skunk’s house maid wearing nothing but his collar and doing all of the skunk’s chores. He would spend all day cooking, cleaning, and doing laundry only for the skunk to come home at night and use him as a foot rest and fuck toy. Even the thought of it was starting to make him tent up again.

“But nah, lets get the fuck out of here, “Elijah said as he shruged his shoulders. “You’re my ride home anyways.”

They managed to get through the last of the cleanup relatively quickly, much faster than the other two in the back. Ashton was painfully inspecting every dish to make sure every little surface of each plate was as barren as his Facebook friend list while Zeek was forced to pick up the slack. The couple had become professionals at slacking, watching the badger’s movements and avoiding him unless they be asked to do any extra work. Both of them conveniently were cleaning the bathroom just as he moved from the back of the kitchen to count money in the office.

“Lets go go go.” Elijah said as he grabbed the husky’s hand.

The two of them stayed close to the walls and moved quickly through the dining area, avoiding the spots where the cameras were. They had to move fast if they wanted to leave as soon as possible. They opened the door to the kitchen, walking through the prep area and ducking as they passed behind the oven. Ashton was too caught up with his dishes to notice either of them were in the back with him, but they kept quiet just in-case. Both of them went into the back, punching their time-cards at the same time before throwing their aprons in the laundry basket. They slipped out of the back door without detection.

The night was cold enough for their breath to be visible as they walked out. The back alley was mostly empty with only a few cars and dumpsters taking any space. It made sense; the laundromat and the Chinese restaurant were the only places other than the pizza restaurant that weren’t boarded up. They could see a van behind the Chinese’s restaurant, but that was it besides Zeek’s car and Jacque’s cars. It felt so exposed, which was exactly how Elijah wanted to feel.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Jacque yelped as he was pulled by his tail away from his car. He let Elijah lead him to the dumpster, taking the spot opposite to the door, away from the Chinese restaurant’s van. Not that he wouldn’t mind giving the otters that owned the chinese restaurant a  show. He knew that the youngest boy would love to see what he was about to do to his pet. He grabbed the back of the husky’s shorts and yanked them down right there in the alley.

“Wait, what if they see?” The husky said before earning himself a slap right on the ass.

“Then you better make this quick. Hands against the wall, legs spread.”

He spread his legs out for his master and put his hands against the wall. Even after a few seconds, his ass still stung from the skunk’s hard smack against his sensitive backside. He knew that the spotted skunk meant business and that was more important than being walked in on by his boss or some nerd. He heard the sound of a bottle being opened and contents being squeezed out, but he did not dare to look at anything but the wall in front of him. He knew that is what Elijah would have preferred.

He barely got any warning before he felt the mustelid press his lubed dick right up against the husky’s tailhole. He took a deep breath and prepared himself as he jammed his way into him. Jacque stifled his cries, doing his best not to let anyone know that he was being made a bitch right out in the open. He spread his legs more, trying to spread himself out as much as he could for the massive head penetrating him. 

“Haven’t bred you in almost a week and it already feels like the first time. Thought you’d banging anything that walked in front of your path.”

The spotted skunk pressed his thick body right up against Jacque’s back, forcing the husky to push against the wall to keep himself upright. His arms were shaking as he struggled to carry the much heavier teen on his back. His entire body was sinking towards the bricks and he worried that his muzzle was gonna be crammed right into the rough surface. It’s not like something that he hadn’t done to him already and would have no problems scratching him up again.

Elijah let out a few grunts as he tried to force more his dick inside of him, spreading his sphincter open as wide as it could get. He just barely managed to fit his entire head in before he couldn’t make anymore progress. He wasn’t sure if the husky really did get tighter during the time that they hadn’t fucked or if he’d forgotten just how thick his dick was. He’d measured his dick once, splaying it out on the husky’s face and pulling out a ruler just so Jacque could see he was almost ten inches hard. Not only was he long, but his cock was thick enough to completely cover the entire bridge of his muzzle.

Jacque’s arms were wobbling and he didn’t know how much he’d be able to last with the skunk right on his back, leaning all his weight on him. He was panting loudly, trying to force himself to take the skunk’s dick. It hilted right up against his tailhole, trying to force it was way into him before all of it gave in at once. He felt the entire massive cock slide into him and thrust all the way until it punched against his prostate hard. He let out a howl, only having it cut off by the huge paw covering his muzzle and crushing it shut to keep him silent.

Elijah held his paw over Jacques muzzle, squeezing it tight as he heard him whimpering and felt him squirming underneath him. Part of him was actually terrified he was going to injure the pup badly if he pressed any harder until he realized he wasn’t stopping yells of pain. The familiar scent of the husky’s arousal seemed to overpower the air, even masking the dumpster next to him. He could hear him muttering something and let his grip loosen up when he knew that his dumb dog could keep himself quiet enough.

“Mmm, thank you master. Thank you so much. Yes, use me.” Jacque begged as he pushed himself back up against the skunk.

“Stay quiet. Let's get this over with.”

Elijah pulled his weight off of him, steadying himself before he began to thrust in and out of Jacque. His dick dragged and pulled on the husky’s insides before hilting itself up against the husky as he pushed back into him. The skunk’s moans and grunts were deep in his throat, sounding more like a monster was behind him instead of his co-worker. The husky’s yelps were high pitched in contrast, sounding more like the whining of a cub. The husky was worshipping the skunk, continually whispering about how good it felt and how he appreciated his master breeding him.

Elijah kept his thrusting going as he rummaged through his pockets. He pulled out his phone, flipping through the apps until the flash of the camera turned on. He leaned back, making sure that the video could see the husky he was fucking and the skunk’s dick going in and out of him. Jacque turned his head around just as the camera was pointed right at his face, capturing him while he was being fucked from behind. He didn’t even seem to care though, only panting for the camera before Elijah pointed it downward again.

He pulled his dick all the way out of the husky and showed off his impressive length for the camera. He grabbed it with his free paw, slapping it right up underneath the husky’s tail and wiping off any pre-cum or filth that was on it into the husky’s fur. A river of pre flowed right over his ass cheeks, smearing his fur with his master’s seed. He gave the base of his dick a strong squeeze before jamming it halfway into the husky and pulling it all the way out. He did it several times, catching every time the husky yelped and squirmed through the rough fucking.

“Ah, yes. Yes, I’m a bitch. Thank you for using me. Thank you for owning me. I’ll be a good toy. I’ll do anything you ask.”

Elijah was sure to point the camera at Jacques face during the last bit so everyone he sends it to can see just who the husky really was. He couldn’t wait to show it off to his friends, but not before making him rewatch it. Making him see how desperate he was for his master’s attention. Just a little reminder for later who was really in charge and who makes the decisions. He couldn’t let his pup get uppity with him ever again.

He shut off the camera, but wasn’t finished using his phone. He slammed himself against the boy again, leaning his weight on him as his thrusts became shorter and faster. He was ready to cum but he didn’t want to do it without a little bit of material to help him out. He put the phone in front of the husky’s muzzle and leaned his head right on his shoulder. He flipped through the pictures, most of them being pictures of the husky being abused mixed with pictures of his own dick and other kid’s dicks that Jacque couldn’t recognize. He continued to flip through until he found the picture he was looking for.

“I don’t see why you made such a stink when I shared this. You looked so beautiful in it.” Elijah said between pants and snickers.

Jacque’s face was burning hot as he stared at the picture of himself in the skunk’s phone. There the turquoise husky was in the middle of the screen, kneeling on his bed completely naked except for the oversized diaper he was wearing. It wasn’t just any adult diaper, but one specifically made for adult cubs looking to pretend to be babies. There were teddy bears, stars, and rainbows with smiley faces all over the front of the diaper. The crinkles that lined the waist and legs of the diaper was baby blue, blending perfectly with his own fur.

His face was fully revealed in the picture, barely being covered up at all by the thick white pacifier he was sucking on. He had a matching blue butterfly hair clip in his headfur and bib hanging off of his neck. All the while, he was tightly holding onto a teddy bear between both of his paws. There were at least a dozen other stuffed animals on his bed, some gifts from Elijah while others were ones that he’d bought to help him sleep better. His entire room looked rather infantile to match the teenaged baby husky.

“You’ll do anything for me.”

Elijah said as he continued to fuck his husky dog into submission. He flipped the camera one again, switching it to selfie so he could record each of their own faces.

“Yes sir.”

Despite all of the trauma associated with the picture, he knew it was what he wanted. He stared directly at the skunk through the smart phone’s screen.

“If I told you to post that picture on your own, you will do it.”

He emphasized every word with another deep thrust into his asshole.

“Yes sir.”

Elijah could feel himself reaching the point of no return, but he didn’t slow himself down.

“If I told you to shit and piss in that diaper, you’d do it just because I told you too.”

There was almost no hesitation from the husky. The only thing that kept him was the moan he made just as he was cumming for the second time that day.

“I’d do it master. I’ll do anything. I’ll be good. I’ll be good.”

Jacque continued to repeat the last part as he finished right into his own shorts. The feeling of his asshole clenching and unclenching after each spurt of cum was enough to finish off Elijah. The camera recorded both of their orgasms, each of their eyes closed tight as they reached their climax. The skunk’s fangs were exposed as he bit into his lip hard from his orgasm while the husky’s head was drooped towards the ground.

He could feel the skunk pumping cum into his insides. Every time his cock dumped more cum into him, he could feel rectum expanding to hold it all in. The skunk’s cock blocked most of the cum from leaking out of him, causing it to fill him deep into his intestines until it couldn’t anymore. As soon as the skunk felt pushback, he pulled his cock all the way out and let it all come rushing out of him onto the concrete floor. 

The cum gushed out even as the husky tried to close himself off to keep his warm gift inside of himself. He loved to carry around the skunk’s see like he was carrying the skunk’s litter. But as much as he could try to stop it, it continued to run down his crack and taint, mostly landing on the ground but some of it dripping into his shorts and underwear. He was going to literally be wearing the skunk’s spunk until he got permission to clean it from his master.

CLINK CLINK CLINK

Both of them turned to the right only to spot the fox dropping cans everywhere onto the floor. Elijah grabbed his pants and pulled them all the way off the ground, but not before turning to the fox and showing off his limp dick still spilling cum everywhere as it swung around. The skunk reached down and grabbed the husky’s shorts for him, helping him yank them up as he tried to grab them himself. Ashton’s entire body was frozen solid, his jaw dropped and a trash bag in each of his hands.

“Ashton! What the fuck? How long were you out here?”

“I’m shorry! I only heard you shay you were a bitch and all that shtuff about shitting your diaper. I’m shorry!”

Jacque felt so much dread when he realized that the fox actually heard him say all the things that he said. What was hot on camera now was a horror film. He was about to lose his mind. They all worked together. They all went to the same high school together. They lived on the same street for fuck sake. What was gonna happen when the fox actually blurted out all the things that he said he’d do to all of his friends and acquaintances in class?

“Why the fuck didn’t you say anything?”

Elijah looked scarier than he’d ever had looked before as he began to step towards him. The skunk’s fangs were still showing and his height seemed to get even bigger as he got madder.

“I did! I shwear! I shaid, a bunch of thingsh! I’m shorry! I jusht couldn’t move!”

The story checked out with the skunk. The fox always did seem like a terrified little runt to him, so of course he couldn’t have heard him while he was fucking the shit out of the husky. But the same things were going through his head as the husky. He had a reputation to keep up and if people knew that he liked seeing his little husky bitch dressed up like a baby, that could cost him some serious cred.

“Listen, you say anything about anything, I’ll personally make sure our last few years in school will be your last few years in general.”

Ashton gulped. He looked like he was about to cry and just as the skunk was about to give him a little warning beating, he noticed that fox’s boner pushing out his entire apron. He looked down before looking back up at the fox. The adrenaline was still pulsing through his veins, but he couldn’t help but laugh that Ashton had a stiffy. He smirked and reached forward, catching the fox’s headfur before he could flinch in time.

“Oh my god, dude. You were watching us cause you’re a little perv. I bet we put on a great show for you.”

“Elijah, stop.” Jacque begged, not wanting to see him hurt the boy.

“Calm your tits. He’s fine. More than fine, actually.”

The skunk motioned to the fox’s crotch, pointing out his little erection. Ashton dropped the trash bags and reached up, trying to pull Elijah’s hand off his head. The fox gave out a growl, something no one in the store had ever heard before. Even with his braces, he looked somewhat intimidating with his whites showing. The skunk let go before rubbing his hand through his fur.

“Cute kid, but we’ve gotta go. I think I got some plans for you later.”

Elijah turned around and tilted his head towards the car. Jacque was slow to obey, giving a stern look at Ashton before walking off to the driver's seat of his car. The skunk pointed his fingers at the fox, imitating a gun as he walked off. The two of them began to argue about something as they got into the car. All the master/slave roleplay mood was killed off by Ashton and the two became the bickering couple that they normally were. He could still hear them arguing about something even as the husky peeled out of the parking lot.

Ashton stood there, still terrified of everything that happened. It took him another few minutes before he was able to even move his legs and a few minutes more before he could pick up all of his cans and get them into the dumpster. He walked back inside, completely finished with the last of the tasks in the back of the store. He pulled off his apron and glove, hanging them up on the rack for the next person to use. He then walked straight to the front of the store and into the office with Zeek.

“Alrighty. Just about finished up, Ashton. Need a ride?” Zeek, not even looking up from his drawers.

“Um, Zeek?” 

The badger looked up from his money and saw Ashton pulling down his pants right in front of him, letting them just drop to the floor. Despite Elijah’s intimidation and Jacques absolute repulsiveness, he was still rock hard from the entire ordeal. All he could think about was the spotted skunk’s dick waving in the air and the husky’s curled tail lifted up to reveal his ass. The cum dripping from it very much looked like the pre dripping from his own vulpine dick in front of Zeek.

“Seriously?”

“Yesh, Pleashe.”

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Disclaimer: These stories are purely works of fiction. Nothing is meant to represent actual events that happened or will happen. No part of this is ever supposed to be replicated in real life. As adults, we're responsible for distinguishing between fantasy and reality. Any actions replicated by any person in real life should be reported to the proper authorities. Thank you.