When Jay actually managed to get on the bus and made his way to Stardew Valley, he was finally safe. That he managed to find the letter from his long lost grandfather willing his old farm to him after his father tried to burn it was a miracle. Stealing enough cash to get the supplies he would need for the first little while, as well as the bus ticket, was harder, but even still, he was here.

The 14 year old fox boy sighed deeply into his overstuffed backpack, the bag holding everything he had left after escaping his abusive father's home. Even knowing he was safe on the bus he instinctively huddled down tight into the corner of his seat.

There were only a few other furs on the bus, not surprising since the Valley was about as rural as you could get in the Ferngill Republic. It suited Jay well, he could keep his head down easier. He watched the world pass through the window, the rolling fields of grass, the thick woods that grew as they passed the last few towns before the Valley. It was all so beautiful, he had never even been out of the city before, at least not that he could remember.

He wasn't sure what he was going to do, he had no real practical clue how to take care of a farm, but he was going to do the best he could. He had been spending the last few weeks before he executed his plan researching everything he possibly could, even letting his schoolwork fall to the wayside... not that his father even cared. 

The bus slowed down as it pulled into the station, Jay's eyes taking a few minutes to adjust to the light pouring through the windows after they had been traveling through a long tunnel through the high mountain walls of the valley. Once his eyes finally adjusted, he felt his heart stop, his mouth falling open in awe.

All around him were lush green trees, a beautiful clear stream flowing beside the road, and there in the distance was the cutest town he'd ever seen. It was the most picturesque thing he could imagine, and it made it even better that this place was his salvation. The bus finally came to a stop and the door opened, a few other passengers stepped off, but none that were as young as him.

"This is Pelican Town. Last stop for the line, don't forget anything now." The driver called out as the last passengers got off.

Jay quickly made his way out the door and down the steps, looking around. There was a woman standing at the base of the stairs with a sign with his name on it. She was a fox, like him, and gods did she look so much like his mom. Thinking of his late mother as well as the relief of being here brought the tears as soon as he stepped off. He did his best to wipe them away as he walked over, trying not to be obvious, "Are... are you Robin?"

"I am, yes! Oh, my. You... are much younger than I thought you'd be. Are you ok, kid?" Robin's ears folded back as she noticed the tears.

Jay gave a nod, "Yeah... Yeah. Sorry, just, uh, rough day. You know. Um, thank you for coming out to meet me." He did his best to try to put on a brave face, a weak smile and his tail twitching, giving up his nervousness despite his words.

Robin seemed unconvinced but nodded, "You're welcome. Are... you sure you are Jay Greenhill? We were expecting..."

"A guy in his mid-twenties, not a 14-year-old kit?" Jay finished, his eyes downcast and ears flattening, his smile disappearing, "Yeah. That's... um... my dad's fault. He... kinda has been using my social security number to do a lot of fraud. He's a real shit person... please, I can't go back... h-he hurts me..."

Robin's eyebrows shot up, her mouth opening a moment then closing before she cleared her throat, "Well, let's get you to the farm then. Mayor Lewis is there now finishing up some light refurbishing, and we definitely need to talk to him now. Come on, kid, let's get you set up."

She held out her hand, offering him a reassuring smile.

Jay looked at her hand a moment before giving a small nod, reaching out to take her hand, the warmth and softness helping him calm down. She led him to the carpark where an old pick up was waiting. He got in and buckled himself, sitting there and holding his bag on his lap.

"So, kiddo, what happened?" Robin asked, putting the truck in gear.

Jay shook his head, his ears down again, "My... dad, he's not a nice person. My... mom. She passed when I was 6. Dad started drinking and taking drugs. He gets mad and takes out on me, hits me... r-... other things..."

Robin's eyes narrowed at the boy's slip, she was able to fill in the rest. "Oh, gods... I'm so sorry, kiddo. I know you're scared, but the Mayor and I will make sure your dad can't hurt you anymore. Your grandpa was a good friend, and we will do whatever we can to keep you safe. Believe it or not but your father is fully banned from this town on threat of arrest from being an asshole back when he was dating your mom, so that will keep him from even looking in this direction."

"I'm... sorry for causing trouble. I didn't know where else to go. The farm was the only thing left of mom, and dad was gonna sell it. He wouldn't even give me a chance... tried to burn the letter letting me know it was mine to claim. He was even going to use my name to sell it... I had to get here first. Please don't send me back." He couldn't help the tears welling up.

"Oh, sweetie, no. Of course not, we would never do that. Don't you worry, you are safe here. we just have to figure out what is the best plan, ok? But don't you worry. This is a safe place. Your grandpa would have wanted you to be happy and loved. I'll do what I can to help you."

Jay nodded, looking out the window, not able to say any more, not trusting himself not to break down completely.

It was another 10 minutes or so before they got to the farm. His grandfather's farm. It was... not quite like the pictures in the family photo album. The old house was at first glance in disrepair, the fence broken down, the wood rotten and covered in moss, the grass waist high and wild, with rocks and debris littered around the modestly sized field.

Robin parked the truck, turning off the engine, and unbuckling her seatbelt. "Come on, kiddo, let's go talk to the Mayor and see if we can't get this all sorted." She gave him a warm smile, stepping out and moving around to the passenger side, opening the door for him and holding her hand out again.

Jay took her hand and stepped out, his bag on his back. He looked over the farm again, his ears twitching as a breeze blew over them. It felt nice, smelled of grass and earth and rain. even as worn down as the place looked it was the nicest thing he could remember. "Thank you, Ms. Robin."

"You're welcome, and just call me Robin, Your grandpa was like family. Let's go."

Jay nodded, following her towards the house. It was a decent sized one story cottage, with a porch that had seen better days, but all the boards were stable. They climbed the steps onto the porch and made their way inside.

Inside was much more well kept, a couple of lamps illuminating the main living area. A fireplace and couch to the right, a small but functional kitchen and table on the left. The Mayor, an older terrier man with graying hair, stood as soon as they entered.

"Robin, you're back! And you must be... oh?" Mayor Lewis looked surprised as he saw the small fox, "My, you are young."

Jay gave a weak nod, "Yes, sir. Um, Jay Greenhill, sir."

Lewis blinked, then smiled, "Well, it is nice to meet you, young man." He looked at Robin and she shot him a serious look.

"Lewis, I need to talk to you, alone. Jay, if you want there's a bedroom off the hall to the right, why don't you go unpack? We won't be too long." Robin put her hand on the mayor's back and pushed him gently, but urgently, back out to the porch.

Jay stood there for a moment, unsure, then headed off down the hallway, the first door on the right was the bathroom, the next a closet, the third, however, was the bedroom. The room was pretty bare, the bed frame was as worn and weathered as everything in this place, though it did sport a new mattress, and there was a desk with a chair and an empty dresser. He set his bag down on the bed, unzipping it and pulling out the picture of his mother and his grandfather, setting it on the nightstand.

He sighed, his shoulders slumping as he stared at the picture. "What am I going to do, momma?"

"You'll figure it out." Robin said, causing him to jump, "Sorry, kid, I didn't mean to scare you. You were looking at that picture for a minute, you ok?"

"Oh, sorry, I didn't realize... I zone out like that sometimes." Jay realized he must have been sitting there for a while, because the conversation Robin likely had with the mayor was bound to have taken a bit. He shook his head to clear the fog, "And yeah, I'll be ok."

Robin nodded, "So, we had a bit of a chat, and well, it's a good thing you came now. Your piece of work dad had actually filed under your name to sell this place yesterday, but since you actually are here and have given us some of your story, it makes things a bit easier. The mayor's office hasn't completed any of the paperwork, so that's pretty much halted."

"What are you saying, Miss Robin?" Jay turned his attention fully to her.

"We're going to make sure this place is safe and comfortable for you, and we are going to help you learn to take care of it, so it can be yours." Robin smiled, "But you are far too young to live out here alone. So, the Mayor and I decided that, until such time as you turn 18, I will be filing for emergency conservatorship over you, and I or my husband, Demetrius, will be staying here, or you can stay with us in the northern part of town."

Jay looked at her wide eyed a moment, his tail flicking wildly behind him, "You're... gonna help me? How... how will that work, I'm not related to you all..."

Robin's smile faded, seeing the tears forming in his eyes, "Of course, kiddo, and once we get everything sorted, no one can make you leave. Your grandfather assigned the Mayor to be the executor of his will, and this property and everything in it is assigned to be solely yours. you aren't an adult yet, but due to an obscure set of laws on the books that I just so happen to know about we can get you emancipated from your father, the executor of the will can pass legal authority to gain conservatorship of the underage inheritor of this property to me, and I will take care of you and it until you are able to do so yourself. It will take time, but this is going to be your home. No one is going to take it from you. You're safe now, kiddo. Come here." She opened her arms and walked over to him.

Jay couldn't help it, he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly, crying into her chest. All the stress and fear and pain just poured out, and she was there, hugging him, running her fingers through his hair.

"That's it, let it out. I've got you." Robin cooed, rubbing his back and holding him close.

The two stood there, the older vixen comforting the crying young kit, the poor boy had been through so much. Robin held him, letting him cry it out, she could feel him shaking and hear his whimpering.

After a while, his tears began to subside, his breathing starting to calm as his sobs gave way to deep breaths. Jay slowly let go of her, wiping his eyes and nose, looking down.

"How are you feeling, Jay?" Robin asked, smiling at him and petting his ears.

"Tired. But a little better. Thank you, Ms. Robin." Jay replied, his ears twitching a little.

"That's good. We're going to go have a talk with Harvey, the local doctor. We're gonna make sure you are ok, and then we'll figure out how to get you set up here, ok? We're going to have a lot of work to do, but you'll have friends to help, and I'll be right there with you."

"Ok, thank you." Jay nodded, looking down at his feet. After such a strong cry, he knew he should be nervous about a doctor's visit, but he wasn't really able to muster up any true anxiety. He was just tired, and it wasn't like he hadn't been to a doctor's office before.

"Good, come on, sweetie." Robin smiled, holding her hand out, "Let's go get you checked out."

Jay took her hand, walking beside her out of the house and back to her pickup. He climbed into the cab, and soon they were on their way. It didn't take long to get into town, a short drive down the road and into the town square. There were a few people walking around, mostly older folks, but he was able to spot a couple of teens. He didn't pay them much mind, not wanting to draw attention.

The truck came to a stop, the two of them getting out. They were in front of a small office building. "This is Harvey's office, the town Doctor. We're gonna talk to him, make sure you're all good. You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm alright..." Jay nodded, his tail a bit on the twitchy side, "before we go in there... um... There's something about me. Something different."

"Oh? What's that, kiddo?" Robin tilted her head, giving him a smile.

"Well... it's just, my... stuff. I don't have a... well, normal boy parts..."

Robin blinked, her mouth hanging open a moment before she caught herself, "Oh. Oh! Ok. Um. Well, that's fine, you're not the first trans boy I've met. And Harvey is gay, so that won't bother him. And you have nothing to worry about."

"No, no, I'm not... I was born a boy, like hormones and chromosomes and stuff, just the lower half is different. I'm intersex, or something, it's not a big deal. But I thought you should know, especially if he needs to, um, inspect my junk." Jay explained, his ears down. Most of his life so far, he'd been able to keep his condition to himself... well, and his father, who thoroughly knew about it...

Robin was quiet for a moment, her expression serious as she listened, but her eyes and ears softened as she listened. "I think he'd understand, but thank you for trusting me with this. Come on, let's get you checked out."

"Yeah, alright." Jay gave a small nod and followed her inside.

The waiting room was a lot bigger than he thought it would be, the walls a clean white, the chairs comfortable looking, and there was a large tv hanging on the wall showing some random news channel. There were a couple of older men sitting there, a large dog and a bear. Neither seemed to notice them come in, the dog asleep in his chair, the bear reading a book.

"Good afternoon... oh, hi mom! Hello, young man." A kind voice greeted them from behind the desk, coming from a young chocolate brown rabbit man. "You Must be Jay? Mayor Lewis called ahead and let us know to expect you."

Jay nodded, "Um, yeah, that's me. Hi. And you are?"

"Oh, silly me, my name is Marcus. I'm Harvey's nurse. Robin's my mom... but you already heard me call her mom, so you probably already guessed that, sorry. I'll go let Harvey know you're here. Go ahead and have a seat." She smiled, then headed off cheerfully.

Jay moved to sit in a chair, his ears down. "Everyone seems so nice. I didn't know towns like this still existed. It's a little overwhelming."

Robin sat beside him, smiling, "Yeah, it can be a bit much to a newcomer, but we're a close knit group here. Everyone knows everyone, and it's not very common to have someone new, so you're going to have lots of folks who want to get to know you. Just relax and take it easy, and don't be afraid to tell people to give you some space... especially Marcus. I love my boy to death, but he's a bit of a chatterbox."

Jay nodded, sitting back and taking a deep breath. They were quiet for a little bit, then Marcus came back, "Ok, the doctor will see you now, Jay. Please follow me."

Jay got up, Robin following along with him. The three walked through a door, which led to a short hall with a couple of doors, then a cozy exam room, one clearly meant to make patients feel at home.

"Go ahead and take a seat Jay, I'm going to step out and have a word with Harvey real quick, Marcus is going to take your vitals." Robin said, giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze before heading out.

Marcus gave him a sweet smile, his ears up, "Ok, Jay, can you sit on the exam table for me?"

Jay nodded, hopping up and sitting there. Marcus started running through the standard vitals as he chatted with the boy.

"So, are you excited about living here? It's a great little town."

"Um, yeah, it's very nice. Everyone is so welcoming. I've never really lived anywhere rural, and this place is a lot different. Everyone in the city is always in a hurry and not friendly at all. This is a nice change." Jay replied, doing his best to smile and not be anxious.

"Aw, I'm glad, you're going to love it here. I know you are coming from a rough situation, not to bring up any bad memories, but if you ever need someone to talk to, my door is always open." Marcus gave him a warm smile, and he could tell he was genuine.

"Thanks, that's... very nice of you. You seem really nice."

"I try to be, we all have hard times, and it's good to be there for your friends and neighbors. Now, I'm just going to take your temperature, tongue up." He took out a thermometer, sliding the protective plastic sleeve over the probe and then pressed the button on the end.

Jay stuck his tongue out, letting her place the thermometer in his mouth and hold it. After a few moments, the device beeped, and he took it out, checking the reading, "Looks good, everything is normal, so now we just have to wait for mom and Dr. Harvey to- oh! Perfect timing."

Robin walked back in with a tall, handsome, middle aged goat man in a lab coat. He had surprisingly long, well kept horns, something that a lot of the goats he saw in the city never bothered with, most opting to keep them trimmed short. "Hello, young man. I'm Harvey. You must be Jay. Good to meet you, young man." He stepped up, shaking the fox boy's hand.

"Nice to meet you too, sir." Jay shook his hand, smiling nervously.

"Now, don't worry, nothing to be nervous about. Just a routine exam, nothing out of the ordinary. Robin mentioned that you had a bit of a situation with a rather unpleasant parental unit, so I want to make sure everything is ok. Marcus if you could head back up front?"

"Of course, Doc. I'll be there if anyone needs me." She gave a wave, heading back out.

"So, Jay, I'm going to have to be blunt before we start, so I apologize in advance for the questions. You're intersex, correct?"

"Y-yes, sir." Jay replied, his tail flicking a bit, "I don't really know anything else about it, except that my junk is not exactly, um, what you'd expect."

"That's fine, son. Now, a bit more sensitive: Robin understood you to have implied you were being sexually abused by your father, is that correct?"

Jay flinched a bit at that, his tail curling up against him, but nodded, "He was... yeah. He... r-raped me... a lot..."

Harvey nodded, giving a sad sigh, "Ok, then we need to run some tests and check to make sure there's no damage. We also need to make sure you are clear of STDs. I don't have a female doctor on staff, if that would make you feel more comfortable, so let me know at any point if you need me to stop. I know this isn't pleasant, but it's necessary. Robin will be right here the whole time, though.

"It's ok. I get it, just... be gentle."

"Of course, now, if you would kindly disrobe to your underwear? we will start with assessing the rest of your body first."

Jay nodded, sliding his shoes off and then tugging his shirt up and off. He felt nervous, his ears flattening and his tail curling tighter around him as he slid off the table, his clothes in a pile beside him.

Harvey gave a soft hum, moving around and gently examining the fox kit, looking him over, his hands softly palpating the kit's body, checking his organs and muscles.

"Alright, definitely some malnourishment, some bruises, but no sign of any organ or lasting tissue damage. I am now going to draw some blood to keep the vampires happy. Taxes, am I right?" Harvey pulled a fresh pair of rubber gloves from the box on the wall and put them on.

Jay took several seconds of confusion to realize the doctor was trying to lighten the mood with humor, but he was too tightly wound to really process it. "Yeah... vampires."

Harvey gave a small chuckle, then moved over, "Now, just a tiny prick."

Jay tensed, his fists balling up, his ears and tail twitching, his whole body bracing itself as the needle sank into his arm. He wasn't particularly scared of needles, though the majority of the time if he saw one, it meant his father was using, so they still didn't have a very good association.

Robin was there, her hand wrapped around the trembling kits other hand, her voice soft, "Hey, sweetie, it's ok, the needle is already done. Shhh, there you go. You're such a brave boy. Such a good boy." He realized he had been trembling. Maybe he was scared of them.

Harvey finished drawing the vials of blood, the doctor putting a bandage over the small wound and again changing his gloves, "I'll get this sent off to the lab for a full work up. Now, for the final portion of the exam we need to do the pelvic exam. If you could remove your underwear and lay back on the table, spreading your legs for me?"

Jay swallowed nervously, but did as told, laying back and letting his legs fall open. He did his best not to blush as the older man sat down between his legs and began inspecting him, or think about how Robin could see everything as well. It was humiliating, having his privates poked and prodded like this, but he did his best to be calm and still.

"Ok, I'm going to spread your labia apart, ok?" Harvey warned, his fingers moving in, "Tell me if anything hurts."

Jay just gave a nod, biting his lip and watching, his heart hammering in his chest, his ears flat against his head. He watched, eyes wide, as Harvey's fingers spread his lips, and he was suddenly hyper aware of every millimeter of his sex. 

"Ok, there's no sign of any serious tears or anything like that, which is a good sign. Some old scaring, but it seems to have healed. Typical post pubescent external development..." Harvey stated, giving Jay a reassuring smile, "Now, I'm going to have to feel inside. I'm going to apply some lubricant and insert two fingers Ok? I have to check for any internal damage. This may be uncomfortable, but try not to tense up, it'll be over before you know it."

Jay took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, trying to keep himself calm, and reached for Robin's hand. Harvey was nice, and a doctor, he wouldn't hurt him, not like his dad. He watched as the doctor coated his gloved fingers in lubricant, then slowly slid his hand between his legs, and soon, he felt the cool slickness touching him.

"Here we go, deep breath and try to relax, breathe out as I press in." Harvey instructed, his finger gently rubbing over the fox's slit.

Jay did as told, letting the air out of his lungs, and he could feel the goat man's fingers pressing into him. He also clenched his hand into Robin's tightly for support. It was a strange feeling, having something enter him in a gentle, clinical way. He still whimpered softly as the fingers penetrated him, the rubber covered digits sliding into him.

"That's a good boy, keep breathing, try not to tense." Harvey cooed softly, his fingers exploring inside of the fox.

Jay nodded, his breathing heavy and shaky as he did his best not to panic. The doctor's fingers were gentle, his movements slow and careful, and soon, the boy found himself relaxing a bit, not nearly as scared. In fact, he couldn't help his body responding... positively.

"You're doing so well, Jay, you're being very brave." Harvey's words were soothing, his voice deep and smooth. "I'm gonna to press down with my other hand to palpate your uterus, I want you to tell me if you feel any discomfort, and let me know immediately if you feel any cramping or pain, understand?"

"Y-yes, sir." Jay replied, his voice hitching a bit as the older man's other hand pressed on his stomach.

Harvey continued to move his fingers, pressing and rubbing the kit's insides, his fingers brushing up against the boy's g-spot.

"Nnngh!" Jay moaned, unable to help the shiver of pleasure.

"Hm?" Harvey blinked, pulling his fingers back, "Did that hurt?"

"N-no, um, the... opposite...." his voice trailed off into a true whimper from the sheer embarrassment. He couldn't look either adult in the eye as he admitted it.

"Oh, that's perfectly natural, and a good sign, no need to be ashamed. I'm going to continue, almost done, OK? Just tell me if there is any pain."

"Y-yes, sir. Sorry."

Harvey returned his fingers, continuing to press and probe, rubbing against his cervix, and the poor fox could only squirm and whimper under the gentle, but firm, examination. It was all so new, so strange, and it was making his body respond. He was used to anything inside him being paired with pain, distress, or threats. there was none of that here, only care, encouragement, and praise.

"That's a good boy, I'm all done, you did wonderfully." Harvey praised, pulling his fingers out.

Jay couldn't help a soft moan, slightly bucking involuntarily at the withdrawal, the feeling of sudden emptiness washing over him. His cheeks were flushed, and he was panting softly. "Thank you, s-sir... sorry..."

"You're welcome, and nothing to be embarrassed about, perfectly natural. Now, I do have some news. You are very healthy, but you do have some signs of scarring and other internal trauma to your genitals. Your father caused some damage during his abuse, but it's not serious enough to require any surgery. It's minor enough that the scar tissue should heal over time on its own. That being said, it will take a little while for the healing process to take effect. I'm going to give you a mild painkiller, and some muscle relaxers, that should help your body repair itself. You might not feel any pain at the moment, but you would be amazed at what the mind and body are able to ignore when they are in survival mode. As soon as you relax, and I mean truly relax? Those aches and pains will make themselves known."

"Thank you, Dr. Harvey." The boy said, still flushed from his embarrassment, and the little bit of lingering arousal.

"Now, one last thing, I need to take a few swabs for an STD panel and we can get you dressed again. I promise this will be the last time I touch you, ok?" Harvey gave him a smile, moving down to take some swabs from the boy's sex.

Jay's ears went back, his face bright red, and he bit his lip, trying not to think about how, despite the fact that he'd been abused for years, despite the fact his father has clearly been injuring him during that abuse, Jay couldn't deny that he was getting off on the doctor examining him. If he was being honest with himself, he would have to admit that he did still very much get aroused and orgasm frequently from his father's actions, vile as they may be. It made him feel dirty. Broken.

"Alright, all done young man. Why don't you get dressed, and we'll talk about next steps. I'll be back in just a moment." Harvey gave him a warm smile, then turned and left.

Jay waited a few moments, collecting himself, then got dressed, slipping his shirt back on. His heart was still hammering in his chest, and his mind was racing. He couldn't shake the shame and embarrassment.

"You did so good kid, you were very brave." Robin smiled, giving him a side hug, "It's all over now, you're going to be ok."

Jay just nodded, trying not to cry, his ears flat. He was so embarrassed.

"Hey, it's ok, Jay. There's no reason to be embarrassed. You did very well." Robin ran her fingers through his hair, holding him close.

"I... I don't... It felt... good. What's wrong with me?" He whined, tears in his eyes, "How can something like this make me... feel good? I'm really fucked up, huh?"

"There's nothing wrong with you, kiddo. That's completely normal. Your dad should have never done what he did, and your body is... well... used to feeling pleasure from penetration, so it responds in kind. But that doesn't mean there's something wrong with you." Robin cooed, hugging him gently, "It's going to be ok, Jay. I promise. Now, Harvey should be back in a minute, and we'll finish this up and head home. You did really well today."

"Thank you, Ms. Robin. For everything." Jay replied, wiping his eyes.

The two were quiet for a little while, Jay leaning into the older woman, and she happily held him close, her fingers running through his hair. She was so warm and comforting, it made him feel safe and wanted.

After a few minutes, the door opened and Harvey came in, a few papers in his hand.

"Sorry for the wait, Jay, I wanted to go over the rapid test results and double check the dosages." He gave the kit a warm smile, holding the papers out. "Everything is clear, no initial sign of STDs, but we'll get a more complete test done from the send out tests. I don't expect any of those to pop positive, though. We'll do a full blood workup as well, including iron, vitamin, and hormone levels, just to make sure everything is good. For now, here is the script for some painkillers and muscle relaxers. The pharmacy is right next door, but they do it old school and need the paper copy, so make sure to head that way next. Let me know if there is anything else you need, or if you have any questions, and Marcus will help you get set up at the front desk."

"Thank you, Dr. Harvey." Jay smiled, taking the script and standing up.

"You're welcome, Jay, it was a pleasure meeting you, young man. Welcome to the valley, and best of luck with the farm."

"Thanks, sir, that's very kind of you." Jay gave a nod and a small bow, his tail twitching a bit behind him.

Robin smiled, giving the boy a pat on the shoulder, "Alright, come on, kiddo, let's go pick up those scripts."

***

After everything was wrapped up in town Robin drove the two of them back to the farm where, to Jay's surprise, there was now a sizable RV parked alongside the farmhouse.

"What's that?"

"Well, I thought it would be better if someone were living with you here at the farmhouse. So, my husband, Demetrius, has agreed to move the RV up here so we could swap out who is here with you. There he is now." Robin smiled, getting out of the truck.

Jay got out as well, his tail flicking, a little nervous. The man that had been unloading supplies from the RV was a tall, handsome brown rabbit, almost the same color and markings as Marcus, probably in his early fifties.

"Good afternoon, Jay, good to meet you, young man." Demetrius greeted him, giving a small wave, "I understand you are going to be our new charge! We are happy to have you here, and Robin and I will both do what we can to make sure you are comfortable."

"Hello, Mr. Demetrius. Thank you, and nice to meet you, sir." Jay gave a small bow, his ears down, "You really don't have to go through so much trouble for me, but thank you."

"It's no trouble at all, dear boy. I fully believe you will be able to get the hang of the farming life in no time, but laws are laws and you are a minor. I don't think anyone wants you living out here by yourself, and neither Robin or I are willing to stand by and let a child be in danger. This will be a good learning experience for you. You'll be able to learn how to live and work on a farm, and the time will fly by. Before you know it, you'll be a man." Demetrius smiled, giving him a gentle pat on the head.

Jay's ears perked up a bit at that, smiling, "Thank you, sir. I'll do my best."

"I know you will. Now, let's get you inside, today must have been stressful. We can discuss more once you've had a chance to rest." Demetrius motioned towards the house, smiling.

Jay gave a nod and moved to head into the house.

The day went by in a blur after that, they had dinner, and Robin and Demetrius both made sure to reassure Jay that things were going to be ok. The couple's other son made an appearance at dinner, Sebastian, a grey fox in his early 20s, he seemed nice, but was a little more aloof than the rest of his family. After dinner, Demetrius and Robin headed into the RV, intent on giving the boy his space to adjust and settle while also remaining nearby.

Jay sighed, sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at the picture of his mom and his grandfather. He was a little nervous about having strangers living with him, but... everything seemed alright. Everyone was so kind... and he had the feeling that it was a bit forced since they knew he had been abused. they didn't need to coddle him, but he also felt like they were genuinely good people, even if they were putting on a little bit of a show of it.

"Ok, momma, I'm here. Grandpa's farm is home. I hope you're proud of me..." he set the photo down, then laid back, staring up at the ceiling, letting his thoughts wander. He wondered what the next day would be like, what his life would be like here. Would it really be as good as he was hoping? his mind wandered back to earlier at the doctors office, the exam.

"God, I'm such a freak." he muttered, a little embarrassed. The feeling of the doctor's hands on him, the probing and pressing. He shivered, his body reacting. The gentle pressure and stimulation, the care, the praise. He was getting wet, and it made him feel dirty.

Fuck... why does my body have to be like this? He thought, slipping his pants down, his fingers sliding between his legs, touching himself, Why does this have to feel so fucking good?

He was so used to his body reacting, his nerves and muscles tensing, the pleasure flooding him, even as he hated it. Even now, his body betrays him, making him want the touch of another person, the gentle hands of the doctor. His fingers slipped inside him, still wet fr earlier, the memory of the goat's fingers playing back in his mind.

I'm such a sick fuck... just a stupid little faggot... 

He whimpered, biting his lip as his fingers slid in and out, rubbing himself, his other hand stroking his clit. All the words his father would whisper in his ear as he abused him, all the times he was forced to orgasm, the humiliation and fear and anger and pleasure, his whole body reacting, betraying him. 

I hate it…

I hate this... 

It feels so fucking good…

It was only a short few minutes before he was cumming, his body tensing, the muscles clenching around his fingers, his fluids dripping down his crotch onto the bed. His ears were flat, and he was crying. He had gotten off to a memory of a doctor's exam, his fathers words and abuse ringing in his ears, making him think this is only proof that the man was right, he was filthy, broken and useless.

He pulled his fingers free, his ears back, his tail curling up tight against him. He felt gross, dirty.

Broken.

He rolled over, pulling his pillow close and hugging it tight. His mind raced, his emotions were all over the place, and he couldn't seem to calm down until exhaustion from the day, the past couple of days to get here, the travel, the anxiety and excitement and fear and relief and shame and guilt all washed over him and he fell into a deep sleep.