Santa Paws
By Onyx Cheetah

Looking at the warehouse looming in front of him, the 5 year old rat cub felt intimidated. Ari walked sheepishly and slowly next to his dad despite being excited when he left the house just ten minutes earlier. This wasn't a mall like where he had met Santa last year, this was a weird place. Big and cold looking. Gripping his daddy's legs tightly, he squeezed. A big paw came down and ruffled his head fur softly to calm him.
A creak echoed out as a heavy warehouse door opened up. A figure started coming towards the pair causing the cub to stiffen. Sobbing whines came from the figure, echoing through the empty parking lot, begging that they'd be good. As the figure moved in close he finally saw a crying, flailing cheetah in the arms of an adult blue-furred bunny.
"Oh hush, Onyx! Or do you want me to go back and tell Santa just how bad you’re still being!" The bunny looked at the little cheetah cub in his arms and put a finger to their maw, shushing them. The cheetah whined but stopped begging, tears still flowing from their eyes. The rabbit smiled and looked over at the two of them, giving a strange, almost longing, look at the little rat before looking over at the rat dad. "Took the little cubby to see Santa while babysitting, found out the little kitty here was on the naughty list this year and had to be punished. It's too bad, they were so good until Santa asked them to do one more favor to get on the nice list." The bunny tsk tsked. “At least they were taught how to be good and we’ll definitely be going over more lessons when we get home. Won’t we, little cubby?” The cheetah began sobbing again, the rabbit walking off chuckling. He turned back as he passed, giving a wink to the rat's daddy. “If he needs lessons too, I’ll be happy to babysit him as well!” The rabbit walked off, a hop in his steps.
Ari thought he saw his daddy make a weird, almost happy, face. Clearing his throat, the rat dad grabbed the cub’s paw and led him to the big squeaky door. "Come on kiddo, I'm sure you'll be on the nice list! Just make sure to be good for Santa, huh?" Ari nodded slowly and they entered the large building.
As the door shut behind them the cub squinted, his eyes adjusting to the change in light. A weird scent (one that reminded him of his daddy after he had his girlfriend over) tickled the rat cub’s nose. The rat's focus on the smell didn't last too long though- as his eyes came back to normal he gasped, this was better than the mall, this was an entire village! In front of him were trees, small buildings, even snow covered the ground! His daddy had taken him to a magical portal to the north pole! He squeezed his daddy’s paw happily, the interaction with the rabbit and cheetah quickly forgotten, pulling his daddy along to go see Santa.

	The rat dad stood in awe before the figure in front of him: a protogen garbed in Santa clothing, his face LEDs a whitish tint to look friendly and jolly, a fake Santa beard drawn into the LED design. 
The protogen, Nova, smiled. He knew that the rat dad had no idea he was going all out for this. The two had only met a few months ago and while he was pretty upfront about what he loved to do (after the dad had taken the first steps discussing his feelings about his own cub), he didn’t tell him the exact details of how he went about it. He just gave him small details and asked for some information about the cubby. For all the dad knew he would just grab the rat cub and rape him in a matter of moments, but that wasn’t his style. He wanted to make sure the cub’s mind would end up messed up in many ways; that the cub would think sex with their parents, guardians or babysitters would be the proper way of love, or of punishment.
The protogen sat in a large Santa chair smiling at the cub standing in front of him. Yet another mind for him to ruin. He patpatted his lap, inviting the little one to come up to visit him. The rat happily ran up to the perverted proto. Nova let everything seem normal, letting his daddy take one last picture of the two of them with the cub's innocence intact, taking just a cute picture of the rat on Santa’s lap.
He looked at the cub and gave out a hearty “Ho Ho Ho!” imitating Santa with a slight digital reverberation echoing his speech. “Oh my, Ari, you have grown so much since Santa Paws last saw you! Now, have you been a good boy this year?!” Ari nodded enthusiastically, smiling big up at the imitation Santa, his cubby innocence pushing through one last time.
“But, have you really?” Nova’s voice tightening to almost a whisper, becoming less jolly and adding in a slight growl. His white LEDs began to yellow as his fake anger towards the cub took hold. He really wanted to sell this next part. He wanted to get it in the cub's head that Santa was disappointed or upset at him.
Ari looked around, not expecting that question. He looked over to his dad who smiled at the two of them, feigning ignorance at the aggressiveness that was starting to appear, motioning at the cub to look back at the protogen and talk to him. The cub looked back to Santa and slowly nodded, second guessing himself.
Nova’s yellow LEDs turned red as he recited a list from memory, angrily listing off everything the rat’s dad had told him to. All of the times he had ignored the adult’s rules or caused trouble. Normally these actions would be trivial things, but he really enjoyed putting on a show and relished making cubs think it was their own fault this was happening. He savored making the cubs tense up and hoped they would cry before he laid a finger on them. He tried to hide his glee as this little rat was already giving him everything he wanted, beginning to sob and look over at his dad sorrowfully. The dad shook his head, not giving the cub the forgiveness he wanted. It was time: time to really scare the cub and ruin him, to make him think this was the right way to apologize forever.
He put his paw to the cub’s cheek, turning him to look directly at his digital display, his LED muzzle showing larger and larger sharp teeth as he angrily barked out how the cub hadn’t even asked his daddy for forgiveness for being bad. He screamed about how Ari had never offered his paw, his muzzle or even his tailhole to his dad as an apology, not even once. Of course, the little rat had no idea what any of that meant, yet. He would soon know all too well exactly what it meant. It was more something to add to the corruption of that little sobbing cub: to put it in his subconscious that there was a proper way to apologize. The rat begged Santa, holding him tight as he sobbed, trying to take back all the things he had done wrong. 
Nova watched quietly as he took it all in, the sobbing cub giving him a little enjoyment before he looked towards the rat’s dad- almost as if he was asking the older rat if he was sure he wanted Nova to go any further. He was going to do it anyway, but the dad gleefully nodded to the protogen, his pants bulging, giving away just how he felt about Nova yelling at the little rat victim.
“Now, now, little Ari!” The protogen tried to put on his best comforting voice while once again trying to imitate Santa. “You aren’t stuck on the naughty list forever! In fact, you can get off it this year! Would you like to be on the nice list?”
Sniffling, cheeks soaked with tears, the cub looked up at the protogen’s visor. “U-uh huh! H-how?”
The protogen’s LEDs once again went yellow, trying to show off just how forgiving of a Santa he was. Not back to white just yet though. He hadn't earned his full forgiveness yet, after all. “Well, first things first, you need to learn to apologize right!” He spread his legs slowly, Ari holding on as he moved. “Now, apologizing right starts with pulling down your daddy's or babysitter's or family friend's pants. Go ahead, show me you can be on my nice list and take mine off!”
Ari climbed down and looked up at the protogen unsure, then back to his dad who nodded to the cub. Still shaking from the sobbing, the little rat put his paw on the white waistband of the red pants and gripped. Slowly the cub pulled, revealing the protogen’s quickly growing purple tip. A scent instantly filled the nose of the cub, the same scent that filled his nose when they came inside. He looked up at Nova again, waiting for more instructions as he tried to be a good boy. Smiling, the protogen told him to hold it in his paws. The rat clumsily grabbed hold of the rubbery but hardening length, it continuing to thicken and stiffen in the tiny paw.
“That’s it, good little cub! Just give it a nice rub!” The cub sloppily ran his paw over the dick, his inexperience adding a little to the protogen’s enjoyment. He always loved when they were new to this, unbroken. Sure, the broken ones were fun, especially when they were sluts wanting more and more dick from perverted furs, but this was his specialty: taking care of cub’s first times when their mommies and daddies were afraid to do it themselves. His dick continued to grow large, its thickness becoming comparable to the cub’s own arms. He let the cub keep rubbing it, exploring it thoroughly. There was no rush at all. Besides, the rat’s own dad was already covering himself in his own cum unable to keep his paws off himself while watching the show. Just from the introduction too! He was sure the dad’s balls would be empty by the time he left, and not just from watching.
The protogen looked down at the cub, his LED turning closer to white as he praised him. The rat smiled, thinking he was done and off the naughty list. Instead, the protogen’s visor quickly turned back to yellow. “Now, now. You aren’t quite done. Remember there’s a second way to apologize. Do you remember?”
Thinking about it deeply, Ari nodded slowly, opening his muzzle wide. He was unsure how that was going to help except that Santa had mentioned it. Nova lightly grabbed the rat’s face, gently gripping his open muzzle on both sides, pulling the rat closer to him and forcing the cub to follow his directions, leading Ari to the now throbbing protogen dick. Before any words of confusion could escape his muzzle, the thick and musky member was pushed inside.
In pure reaction, Ari swallowed. The proto moaned loudly. Even if it was by accident this cub knew how to start a blow job, helping guide the man-meat down deeper into his gullet like an experienced bitch. Nova helped out too, pumping his member into the mouth softly, going deeper and deeper into that tiny maw with each hump. His girth pulled the muzzle wide. Tears started to flow down the rat’s cheeks. At first, the cub cried from the size of the dick but eventually the protogen pushed in deep enough that breathing became difficult. The tight throat began to engulf the tip. Nova groaned in delight, grabbing hold of the rat’s head in response, pushing Ari down on the length to get as much as he could inside.
The cub started to push on the protogen’s legs, trying to get the adult off of him to no avail, the only response was a metallic thud. He punched and pushed, fist grazing a sensitive area between the protogen's legs. Nova hissed, his face turning a real red glow in pure anger for the first time that night. He grabbed the flailing paws one at a time, holding them in place behind the rat's head with his second paw. Nova continued to hold the rat’s head down to his crotch with one paw as he held the rat's arms behind his head with the other. The crying rat’s throat was so tight, massaging the protogen's cub-loving dick in a way that no adult’s throat could. He felt his orgasm growing, but this wasn’t where he wanted to finish. He still had to teach the little naughty bitch rat a lesson on being nice. Of course, with that slight graze fresh on his mind, he wasn’t going to be nice about it. 
The rat's struggling began to slow, clearly on the edge of passing out. Nova couldn’t let that happen, he really wanted to fuck with this particular cub’s mind; how could he if the bitch was unconscious. The protogen sighed and pulled his dick out of the cub's tight maw. Finally escaping the grasp Santa had on his head, the cub gasped and coughed as he tried to run off to his dad. Nova knew too well from past experience already holding tightly to the tiny arm to keep him in place. He wasn’t done with him yet. “Ah-ah-ah! Now little Ari, we’re not quite done! Do you want to be on the nice list or not?” 
Ari didn’t care, he pulled and tried to whip his arm free from the grasp of the older fur. “No! I don’t wanna anymore! Please! Daddy!”
The protogen’s dick twitched, this was his favorite moment: to ruin the cub forever, let them know their place. He pulled the cub, causing the rat to fall to his knees. He towered over him and let his face stay red showing his anger. “Little brats like you don’t deserve the nice list! That means you get the naughty list! And naughty little fucks like you only get one thing!”
The protogen grabbed the rat and threw him against Santa’s chair, forcing the little body to bend over while facing away from him. He wasted no time, pulling the backside of the cub’s pants down giving him a clear view of the tight, small buttocks. The rat squealed and squirmed trying to fight off whatever Santa was doing to him, but Nova laid a paw onto the cub's back, easily holding Ari in place. Chosen on purpose, the chair was the perfect height for him: to let him easily destroy the innocence of the cubs brought to him. Perfectly lining himself up, his dick lay between the cheeks on that tiny butt. 
He growled at the rat, messing with his little mind a bit more despite the fact that everything was always going to lead to this moment. “Would have been so easy to be on the nice list… but you can't help but be naughty!” The rat began sobbing loudly in response. 
Nova pulled back, his slobber and pre-cum covered dick soaking the fur around his prize. He never went easy, but this cub in particular was drawing out something more. He wanted to cause this brat more pain. He lined himself up with the tiny kindergartener’s hole and pushed himself inside. Just the tip was too much for Ari, the sobbing turning into an ear-piercing squeal. The protogen felt his balls twitch, it was exactly what he was craving and instantly he had to push in more. There was no waiting. His length disappeared into the cub quicker than an expert bottom could take dick. The rat continued to scream, but nothing vocally came out. He silently screamed, unable to do anything more as Santa Paws took his innocence.
The protogen groaned as his waist quickly touched the bottom of his bitch, so happy to have hilted the cub. It was just as good as the first time, it always was. His face turned yellow again, his happiness pushing through his façade as he began to slowly take the cub’s innocence. Pulling all the way back to just his tip, he sat there for a moment to make the rat think that was it, the rat's audible sobbing returning just in time for him to thrust quickly back in, causing a loud cry. A few more times doing this, his balls were tightening, but he couldn’t finish. Not yet. Pulling out of the cub he turned the rat over, staring into the eyes of his rapee. He almost came right then, seeing how tearful they were. That would ruin the fun though! Using his nice face demeanor he smiled at the cub. “Now then, my little rat, what do you think? Do you want to stay on the naughty list or do you want to go to the nice list?”
	Without missing a beat, the sobbing cub cried out. “N-nice! Please! I’ll be good!”
Of course, the protogen couldn’t miss messing with the cub’s mind. “Well, remember the third way to apologize, little cubby?” 
The rat shook his head, sniffling and trying to calm his crying, his sobbing-breaths taking over making his body convulse as he tried to stop it.
“Well, you got to offer your cute little tailhole!” He couldn’t help but flash a little bit of his red LED design to the cub, knowing how every other cub reacted to the statement. Right on cue the cub started to flail, crying loud and begging Santa no. He begged for help, begged for daddy to save him.
“Oh? Did I hear a no? Naughty list it is!” He grabbed hold of the rat’s legs, lifting them as he lined himself back up, his balls having untensed for the moment. He knew that they wouldn’t last long though, this was going to be his final time playing with the little bitch rat, at least for today. Turning his color dark red to show the cub he meant business, he pushed his way inside. The screams of the cub filled the room once again. He slammed his dick in again and again, pumping hard into the cub, ruining him for life. Little Ari would never be the same after today and the protogen knew from the moans a few feet away that his daddy would continue this lesson over and over weekly, if not daily. 
The screaming continued, only broken up by the occasional begging. While he loved hearing the screaming, he really wanted to treat this bitch “right.” Especially after the rat swiped at his bits earlier. Lifting his tail up, he positioned it right above the muzzle of the screaming cub. He grabbed hold, shoving the tip in faster than the cub could react and bite down on it. The girth held the muzzle open. He watched as it bulged the rat’s throat, cutting off most of his air. That wasn’t enough though, he needed punishment. Nova’s paw slid off the tail and moved down to the cub’s throat. He pet the throat, feeling that thickness inside. He started to pump into the cub faster as he felt it, driving him wild. As a scream tried to escape, bulging out the throat around the tail, Nova's paw wrapped itself around the neck squeezing right around the bulge cutting off what little air the cub had left.
He watched as thick tears poured down the cub’s eyes and felt his balls tense hard. This was a special moment, he never went this hard with a cub before and he loved it. He loved seeing the cub’s brain break in front of him. He thrusted one last time before everything just left him. With a blood curling digital howl, the protogen began to cum inside the little body below as it fought for air.
As the last of his massive load left him, he pulled his paw off and his tail out of his victim. Still in a state of almost angelic bliss, the protogen turned his LED colors white to signal that he was happy with the little cub. Staring down at the sobbing, broken cub, he pulled out of the abused tailhole and smiled. “Welcome to the nice list, little one! Next time offer it yourself, it won’t be so hard and painful! Just don’t resist being a good cub for Santa, or daddy!”
The cub was a mess of tears and mucus. Coughing and gasping for any and all air he pulled himself off of the chair as fast as he could, finally free from being held. As well as he could after taking a massive beating to his tailhole, Ari ran to his daddy still standing there. He grabbed hold of his leg and bawled. If the rat cub was in a better state of mind he would have seen his dad’s rock hard dripping member standing there above him, cum covering the adult rat's belly, chest and paws.
“Daddy! I’m sorry, Daddy! Please! Please, I’ll be good! I’ll be good!” 
The rat dad smiled at his little cub and ruffled his head again, his cum sticking to the rat's hair. Looking up, the tears clouding his vision fell, giving him a proper look at his dad, letting him finally notice the hard dick. He tried to back away from his daddy, scared he'd do the same thing to his body as Santa had. “Come now, you don’t want to be on the naughty list again, do you? Go on and give daddy a nice suck!” The cub began whimpering, looking back over at Santa Paws. Nova smiled a terrible smile as his face LEDs flashed red again- a reminder of the naughty list punishment. 
Sobbing again, knowing what to do and knowing he would always have to do it, Ari began to take his dad’s dick into his mouth.