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Some Kind of Demon

It was late enough to be the next day by the time Jimmy got home. Home for him was a Gothic loft apartment on the fourth floor of a complex in downtown Corpus Christi. He opened the door to his apartment to find his girlfriend asleep on the couch.

The kangaroo slept with a pillow clutched in her arms, the TV playing on mute in front of her.

Jimmy closed the door before making his way directly to his female. He took off his clothes then got on top of his girlfriend, nuzzling her, petting her as he moved the pillow aside to show she was naked too.

Carrie giggled in her sleep as her boyfriend played with her. She lifted her head up as she felt lips press against hers. She opened her mouth and let her tongue be swamped by her lover's tongue. Her eyes opened and she saw those bright red eyes of her Jimmy.

The vampire bat smiled through their kiss while he continued to feel the rest of her. He brought one hand down to her pouch.

She arched her back as those fingers slid inside to play with her teats.

Jimmy nibbled on the rest of her, while another part of him made itself known, grinding against his female's vulva.

Then, Carrie leaned in and caught the scent of another fur in her boyfriend's fur. She pushed Jimmy off the couch altogether, disrupting any romantic rhythm the bat had going.

He yelped, "Ah! Carrie! What the hell?"

She fumed at him, "You smell like sheep, Jimmy! You didn't wash up after fucking your little sheep boy?"

He sighed, "Matt told you about Mick?"

"Matt's my friend too, Jimmy! Of course he would tell me whenever you fuck up!" She grabbed her pillow then threw it right at him. "You were supposed to kill him, did you even do that?"

Jimmy shook his head, "I couldn't. Instead, I paid his debt for him, which means he works for me now."

Carrie groaned, "You're getting soft, Jimmy."

Jimmy hugged his girlfriend's waist, "Mick was different. I actually like the guy, okay? I can't help it. That's me, I like people. I could kill anyone else, but it's different when it's someone I care about."

The kangaroo petted her sniveling boyfriend, "Jerome's not gonna be happy about this."

Jimmy's cellphone vibrated at that moment.

Carrie answered it, "Yeah? Oh hi, Jerry." She glared at Jimmy.

The bat nuzzled her muscular thighs in his comical attempts to appease her.

She opened her legs for him while she spoke to their boss, "Jimmy's asleep right now, but I can take a message." She listened while her boyfriend touched his snout to her most private area. She nodded, "Okay, Jerry, we'll be right there." She hung up then pushed Jimmy off, "Get dressed, we've got work to do."

...

Meanwhile, in a big three-story house in a sleepy suburban neighborhood, a giggling iguana covered her mouth as she crept into her big sister's room and sprang open all the curtains. The sleeping ferretess shrieked before falling out of her bed once she opened her eyes and was blinded by the morning sun.

This was the residence of Jill Prescott, 24, daughter of James Prescott, an English native of Liverpool who graduated from the University of Cambridge, then moved down to South Texas after meeting and marrying his beautiful wife, Julianne.

Here she lived with her father, her brother, James Jr., and her adopted sister, Isabella. Her mother had been a very beloved friend of Jill's mother so when she passed away, Julianne and James adopted Isa. Tragically, Julianne had then died while giving birth to Jill's baby brother. Now it was just James and his three kids alone in this big house.

Jill groaned comically as the bright rays of the morning sun filled her room and disturbed her beauty sleep. She stuck her head out of the tangled quilt she'd become cocooned in.

Isabella giggled, "Sorry, I didn't mean for you to fall down, Sis."

The ferretess gave an appropriately sarcastic smirk, "I'm sure you didn't, Isa."

The iguana calmed herself, "Let me help you."

Jill took her sister's scaly paw and let herself get pulled out of her quilt. She stood up straight before the lizard and ,to an onlooker, their age differences would not seem so apparent. They were only apart by a few months, practically twins. Jill was slightly taller thanks to her ferret genes, but she had a very feminine shape, nice perky breasts which were a perfect size for a sweet southern girl like her.

Isabella was still younger but had her smooth, lime-green, reptilian skin to rival her big sister's plush brown fur. She had no breasts to speak of, but she was 100% female. Her scales on her cheeks colored up when she suddenly felt hands grip her waist, then her sister's lips were against her own.

There was one thing Jill loved about the two of them not being related by blood, it wasn't total incest to be attracted to this lovely lizard lady.

The sisters touched tongues and caressed each other in Jill's room, neither even caring if someone walked in on them.

Their kiss broke and Isa whispered, "Shower?"

Jill rubbed muzzles with her sister, "Shower."

So, they made their trek together down the hall from her room to the bathroom.

Once there, the sisters took off their clothes in front of each other, Jill let her purple-highlighted brown hair drop to her shoulders and Isa ran the water to make sure it was right for the both of them.

In the shower, they could never keep their emotions quiet; swapping kisses, feeling each others moist slits, Isa licking her sister's hardening nipples while Jill penetrated her with three long fingers. In turn, Jill felt the lizard's long tail moving up between her legs. The tail penetrated her as deep as any cock could and the sisters stood huddled together as this all went on.

The sisterly affection was strong in this room.

...

Elsewhere, somewhere in Waco, Jerome Marks and his posse were meeting with the lone surviving wolf from the skirmish with Jacob last night. They were in the wolf's ramshackle house on the outskirts of town.

The doberman massaged his right temple as he spoke "So, um let me get this straight. You and your 'pack members' were going about your daily business of ripping people off when what happened?"

"I just told you! Some scary ol' rat motherfucker took my brothers, my last family from me an' just fuckin' slaughtered them!" said the lupine thug.

The dog blew smoke from his cigar, "And just what are you expecting me to do about it, boy?"

The young wolf was hysterical, "I don't fuckin' know but it had better be somethin' good! Someone expert at this shit's gotta be stopped!"

"Hey! Hey! Did you happen to see just what weapons he was usin'?" Jimmy asked with excitement.

"That's just it! There was no fuckin' weapon! It was all him. That rat fucker, it was like he could turn into th' shadows, it was so freaky!"

Carrie stepped forward, dressed in an outfit any dominatrix would call overkill. She waved her steel whip threateningly at the wolf, "Shadows you say... like he had some kind of power."

The wolf gulped and nodded, "Yeah?"

She looked to her comrades then slowly approached the wolf, "Did this rat have some kind of marking? Like a tattoo?"

Matt, Jerome and Jimmy were all equally interested to see what she was about to do.

Carrie suddenly pulled down the zipper on her leather vest, exposing her relatively featureless body. Being a marsupial, she did not actually have external breasts, but her form was very obviously feminine and she still carried herself in a very sensual manner. She took the wolf's right paw then guided it down her belly to her pouch. She guided him in so he would feel the hardening nipples inside.

The wolf gulped, he definitely knew he was feeling tits of some sort, but the experience was completely unexpected for him. She then dragged his paw back up to an inconspicuous mark on her chest, "Did that rat have anything like this?"

The wolf was too aroused to think straight, "Nothin' like this."

She slapped him then made him look at her marking, "Did the rat have a tattoo like mine?" She asserted with a warning snarl.

The wolf nodded dumbly, "I saw somethin', but it was glowin' like it was radioactive or some shit."

Carrie smile and let that wolf's paw drop back down to her pouch to let him play a little more with her pouch-tits as her version of a reward for the young wolf, "That rat was a shardbeast."

His eyes bugged out at the sudden erotic display he was being given, "Shardbeast?"

Jimmy walked up and blatantly held the wolf while he groped the 20 year-old, not even mad that he was touching his girlfriend right now. "A shardbeast, you lucky bastard..." he chuckled, "Like Carrie here, like me, like Matt and the boss over there."

The wolf shivered with a blush at being positively dominated by the two intimidating creatures currently molesting him. His pants showed an obvious bulge forming in his pants, "So what, you've all got superpowers or somethin'?"

Carrie took her vest off the rest of the way, "Something like that... sure." The kangaroo yanked the wolf from her boyfriend's winged embrace then pushed him back until he stumbled onto a dirty couch.

The wolf gulped, "What are you doin'?"

Carrie paused so she could pull her belt out then let her skirt drop before him, "My boyfriend over there went and fucked some other fur behind my back last night, a male." She looked teasingly at the bat who only looked at her as if he was waiting to see what she'd do next. "So I think it's only fair that I get to fuck someone else now..."

Jimmy merely crossed his wings and laughed, "That's fair, have at him, baby. I don't mind gettin' sloppy seconds."

Jerome and Matthew each shook their heads as the badger grunted, "We've no time for this..."

The doberman sighed, "I'll give them this, but then we must find this rat..."

The two superiors stepped out while the bat and kangaroo ganged up on the young wolf.

...

A brown truck had just arrived in downtown Corpus Christi at approximately 4:30 A.M.

Jacob had been awake through the whole night and was obviously starting to fall asleep. He stopped at a gas station to stretch his legs. He went inside and bought himself some energy drinks. It would at least keep him awake. He asked the clerk for a phone book so he could find a place to stay. He had a place in mind already.

The clerk made him pay five dollars for the book.

Jacob looked through the yellow pages until he found what he was looking for; B. Foster, Weber Road.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of that very residence, a shower had been running, but just shut off. In a matter of seconds, a wet, naked male opossum came out with not even a towel to cover his privates. He sat his cute butt on his bed where an equally naked male squirrel slept. He laid himself on top of his housemate and playfully nuzzled the squirrel.

The squirrel churred and turned in bed until his nose touched the possum's. The squirrel opened his eyes and smiled to see his friend, "Bill..."

The marsupial rubbed noses with the rodent, "Jonny..."

The males kissed deeply, letting their tongues do their talking for the moment.

They would have gone further, if not for their doorbell disrupting their atmosphere.

Both males groaned in frustration.

"Rock, paper, scissors for who answers?" Bill joked.

Jonny kissed him again, "Nah, I'll go get it, I need to stretch my legs anyway." He pulled on some pants, then went out to get the door.

The squirrel came straight downstairs. He saw right away the big, ominous dark figure standing outside his home he shared with his housemate/fwb. He opened the door to find a big, black rat standing on his front porch.

Jacob gave an instant smile at seeing the squirrel, "Uh, hi... is Bill here?"

The squirrel immediately began to size up the rat, "Maybe, who can I say is calling?"

The rat smirked at the squirrel's dominance play, "I'm Jacob, we were friends in high school."

The squirrel took a second look and decided the rat was quite a fetch, "Well, Jacob, I'm Jonathan; Bill's upstairs right now, we were..." He winked at the big rat.

Jacob laughed, "I got ya... can I come in?"

The squirrel smiled, "Sure, come on in, make yourself at home, I'll go get Bill."

The black rat entered the small two-story home and made his way towards the living room.

Jonathan took the time to really check out the rat's build through the clothes he wore; not bad. "Just wait right here, I'll have Bill come down." Then, he went back up the stairs.

Jacob took off his leather jacket then sat down on a couch. He didn't have to wait long before he heard footsteps followed by "Jakie!"

The excitable marsupial pounced right on his big rat friend.

...

Later, the trio sat together while they caught up on times.

Jacob was especially curious about his best friend living with another male.

Bill explained plainly that he'd needed a place to stay but couldn't afford a house all for himself so he needed a housemate. That was when he met Jonathan.

The squirrel had been kicked out of his own house after coming out to his mother and stepfather. He had a job currently, working at a local movie theater.

Bill, with his own money from working in a car garage, was able to pool his and Jonathan's rent together so they could afford this little house.

The two have been a couple of minks-in-heat since moving in together, even though Bill admitted he wasn't 100% gay. He still wanted to find that nice girl to make his mama proud, but until then, Jonny was his "practice girlfriend."

The squirrel and opossum kissed openly before the rat when Bill had finished explaining to Jacob.

The rat snickered playfully, "Damn, Bill. I always figured there was something up with you."

Bill laughed, "The only thing up right now is my dick, but speaking of up, what's up with you, Jacob? Waco's not exciting for you anymore?"

The rat shrugged, "Just moving back here, and I need a place to stay until I find something permanent. Bill, you told me when I left four months ago that you would come if I ever needed anything and well, I'm here to take you up on that." He gave his best buck-toothed smile to his friend.

Bill blew air through his cheeks, "Shit, of course I'll help you but, you shoulda called ahead so I could talk to the landlords that own this house. We're only renting this and it's just us two on the lease; we gotta make sure havin' one more guy's not gonna be a problem."

Jacob shrugged, "I can take the couch if that's alright."

Jonathan smirked, "Or we could just let you share the bed." He winked at the rat while still hugging Bill.

The rat laughed, "As tempting as that sounds, I just don't swing that way. Sorry, but that's not me. Okay?"

Jonny pouted then smiled again, "Aw, okay, I still get to dream about you though?"

Jacob chuckled, "Sure, why not?"

Bill laughed too, "That's my Jakie. Now, I think what we should all do is go get drunk so we can give you a proper welcome home, Jacob."

Jacob grinned, "That's a plan."

...

Jill and Isa had long since finished their intimate shower, now the two sisters came downstairs together to find their father and brother at the dinner table.

Mr. James Prescott sat at the head of the table as always, smoking his pipe and reading the newspaper.

Junior sat by his father, a near lookalike of the older ferret, minus the hot pink hair dye. He was listening to some pop music on his earbuds while eating a hearty English-style breakfast of fried eggs, sausage, black pudding, bacon, baked beans, hash browns, toast and grilled veggies.

Jill laughed playfully at her brother's many contrasts: pink hair, baby blue eyes, keen fashion sense and a girlish charm vs his height, muscles, and manly appetite. She gave her brother a good morning hug, "Hey, Baby Brother!"

Junior nearly coughed up a half-eaten piece of sausage when his big sister pounced on him. He growled at his sis, "Good morning, Sis..."

She giggled, "Take it easy, bro." Then, she shifted her attention to her dad as she stole some bacon from her brother's plate, "Daddy..."

The adult ferret felt his right temple pulse the instant he heard his darling daughter's charming voice, "Yes, Jill?"

Jill smiled at her father, "Dad, me and a couple of the girls are going out to the club. We'll probably be out all night, so I just wanted to tell you, don't wait up."

The ferret sighed, "By a couple of the girls, you mean Isabella and your... friend, what's her name again?"

Jill scoffed, "It's Desiree, you've known her almost as long as you've known your own children."

The ferret rolled his eyes, "Unfortunately..." He cleared his voice, "I suppose you want money?"

Jill giggled, "Not too much, just enough for drinks and... anything else."

He put down his paper, locking his matching blue eyes with those of his oldest child, "Anything else... You're lucky I still remember what it was to be your age." He chuckled lightly, "Very well. On one condition, you take your brother with you.

The ferretess sighed, this was her weekend off, she decided it would be best to do what the old man said. "Okay, I'll take Junior... we need our designated driver anyway." She joked before pulling her brother's buds out of his ears, "Baby Brother! Get dressed! You're coming with us today!"

The young adult had half of his breakfast done, "Can't I finish eating first?"

She rolled her eyes, "Sure, finish up. But then, get dressed into something nice, we're hitting the clubs tonight!"

As much as they liked to poke fun at each other, Junior always loved when he got to do things with his sisters and their hot friend, Desiree.

Junior went right up to his room after he finished eating. He stripped out of his dirty undershirt and pajama pants then picked out a nice lavender dress shirt with a cute pair of white pants to go with it. He came out of his room looking every bit like the fashion model he dreamed of being someday.

Jill whistled, "Damn, Baby Brother! You'll be knocking girls and guys dead in the club with that look." She'd put on a dark violet blouse with a matching skirt that barely made it to her knees. Her eyeshadow was also violet, it showed off the purple highlights in her hair.

Isabella didn't have to do much, a lizard mostly looked silly in makeup anyway. She had a nice yellow skirt to cover her bottom half but a baggy sweater covering her upper body.

The three siblings all piled into Jill's car, "Alright everybody, buckle up! We're going to pick up Desi from work so she can go with us, they're letting her out early to have the rest of the weekend at home."

...

Jimmy and Carrie got home following their small errand to Waco.

The kangaroo discarded her clothes upon entering the domicile, letting her mate see her naked body as she taunted him.

Jimmy grinned wickedly while he unbuckled his pants, "I really loved the way you made that wolf howl like the little pup he was, Babe."

Carrie got on all fours, "He got better those other two times, Jimmy."

"After I broke his butt cherry for him!" Jimmy retorted, letting his cock flop out into the open.

Carrie laughed, "He did howl like a puppy didn't he?"

Jimmy got down behind his girlfriend, resting his muzzle on her rear, "But the fucker stuffed you like a twinkie..." He lapped the wolf cum that still filled his girl's slit. "I'm amazed you held this all in, all the way from Waco, honey."

Carrie moaned as her boyfriend cleaned her out, "I've always had strong pussy muscles, baby."

Jimmy stuck his head up with a little milk moustache covering his upper lip. He swiped that with his tongue, "Did ya really think fuckin' that little pup would get a rise out of me, babe?"

Carrie playfully kicked him, "I got some kind of a rise out of you, just not the one I was looking for." She sat up then threw him flat on his back, "You fuck guys and girls like your dick will fall off if you don't, I want to make you jealous for once."

Jimmy pulled her down on his cock, "If you find someone that's cuter than me and better at fuckin', you might get that... I'd really like to see you try."

Carrie licked him while her muscles folded tight around his length, "It's a deal then, I'll find a better boyfriend than you, then you will have to watch him fuck me like the spoiled joey you are, eh?"

Jimmy loved a challenge, "You're on, Babe."

...

Elsewhere in Corpus, a pretty tomboyish beaver stood behind the counter at a thrift store, eagerly watching the clock and the sidewalk outside.

A customer walked up, "Excuse me, Miss?"

Desiree shook her head, "Um, yes sir?"

The poodle held up some pretty clothes, "I'm just gonna buy some of these old hand-me-downs, I'm sure I can do somethin' with these."

The beaver girl rang up the price, "Alright, that's all gonna come out to 20 dollars, will you pay credit?"

The poodle nodded, "I will indeed."

Just minutes later, Desi's shift ended and the beaver was ready to leave. She stepped out just as Jill pulled up in a metallic blue Mustang.

The beaver cheered up greatly, "Hey!"

Isabella moved to the back with Junior while Desi jumped into the passenger seat and locked lips with the driver.

Jill and Desi kissed openly in front of her siblings. Ferretess and beaver let their tongues play between each other.

Junior looked aside to Isabella and the two of them laughed at the little display.

Desi broke the kiss to put on her seat belt as she asked "So, what're we doin' tonight, Jilly baby?"

The ferretess smiled, "We are going out, the four of us, and we are gonna get fucked up."

The beaver gave a hearty "Yeah! Awesome!"

...

Jacob, Bill and Jonny had gone out to drink at a bar downtown. It was a simple little neighborhood bar, two steps above from being a dive.

Bill downed a shot of tequila. He let the liquor go down before he spoke up, "So, Jacob, what have you been up to since you left us all here to fend for ourselves?"

Jacob chuckled while clutching a shot glass and a rum bottle, "Same as I'd been doing before, kicking drunk assholes out of bars and keeping people safe. Nothing like working around here, though. The girls aren't half as good looking and the assholes are meaner. Have you kept tabs with Frank, Bill?"

Bill nodded, "For a while we still talked, but then, I just don't go back to that place. Studio 23? The owners have changed everything; she's gone from being a nice little hangout to being a damn strip club. Frank still holds on, God bless him, but without you and without Hannah, I don't see how."

Jacob reacted when he heard Bill say her name.

Jonathan had been drinking a strawberry daiquiri when he heard the name. He had to ask, "Who's Hannah?"

Bill looked nervously between Jon and Jacob.

The rat smiled sadly, "Hannah was a close friend of mine and Bill's. We were going to spend the rest of our lives together, but she died. I was working at Studio 23, I had just proposed to her. Not even an hour later, when she had to go home, there was this blue sedan. It had been wired to blow and she had to be... right there when the driver turned it on."

Jonny sucked air through his buck teeth, "Oh no... that's terrible. Did the police ever find out who did it?"

Jacob drank his rum from the bottle, "No... Whoever it was... whoever put that bomb there... they're still out there." He frowned as his arms started turning black, "Someday..." He remembered where he was and his arms flashed back to normal.

Neither Bill or Jon seemed to notice. Bill looked for a way to change the subject. He spotted a cheetah sitting at the bar. He nudged Jacob, "Hey, check the little number over there."

Jacob raised an eyebrow at his friend then looked at the girl, she was pretty but he wasn't up for anything, "She looks nice but..."

The opossum downed another shot, "Well, I'm goin' in!" He got up then walked right over to the cheetah.

Jacob watched with Jonathan, "So you're okay with Bill talking to girls?"

Jonny laughed, "Jacob, I don't care. Me and Bill, we're friends with benefits; I like the guy but if he wants to throw his DNA at some hussy, that's fine with me. Bill looks kinda hot when he fucks." He giggled not caring about what he just revealed about himself.

The rat laughed, "So I gotta ask: Which of you is the top?"

The squirrel puffed his chest proudly, "Oh that'd be me. Bill's cute but he likes to lift tail a little more than he wants to admit. I'm a little guy, I like domming taller guys like him." He looked Jacob up and down, "Speaking of... are you total straight, or can you be persuaded?"

Jacob drank his rum before he whispered in Jon's ear, "Who do you think broke Bill's cherry in the first place?"

The squirrel snorted in fits of laughter. He sniffed, "And I thought you said you didn't swing that way."

The rat laughed, "I don't, I really don't, but Bill's enough of a friend that I uh... made an exception. And this was before Hannah and I started to get serious." Jacob happened to look up while he spoke. His violet eyes squinted at the sight of a large bear approaching Bill and the cheetah girl.

Bill and the cheetah, who was named Cherry, were just hitting it off nicely when a meaty bear paw pushed him aside.

The bear, a big brown grizzly in a cheesy suit and a cowboy hat, growled at Bill, "Easy, pardner, this dime ain't the type to lose your life over, so why don't cha make all nice an' get gone?"

The cheetah clicked her tongue at the bear, "Brutus! I told you I didn't want to talk to you again!"

The bear cussed at her, "Shut the fuck up! A whore don't tell her pimp what he can't do! I own your ass an' I say this prick ain't got the balls for ya!" He pushed Bill some more.

The opossum stood up the large male, "We were just talking, Brutus or whatever your name is! And if a girl says she don't wanna talk, you should probably listen."

Brutus pinched Bill's muzzle between two fingers, "You crackin' wise at me?"

Bill flinched, "What?! No! I'm just sayin'!"

The bear heard footsteps behind him. He turned and saw the rat staring back at him. Brutus sneered, "An' who th' fuck are you? The Mickey Mouse patrol?"

Jacob had dealt with guys like him before. He opened up calmly, "Sir, you're going to let my friend and this nice girl go, now."

The bear spat on the rat's shoes, "Fuck you."

Jacob sighed, "Fine..." He took off his leather jacket then cracked his neck bones, "Then I'll take them from you."

The bear laughed, "Try it, I'll rip your throat out then let you bleed out all over the floor."

Any ensuing violence was thus halted by the sudden chik-chik of a pump-action shotgun. The bartender, a gruff looking old leopard seal pointed his weapon at them, "The only bleedin' will be from your brains all over my floor."

The bear glared at him, Jacob kept an even temper, Bill cowered behind Cherry.

Brutus pointed one claw at Jacob, "This ain't over!" Then, he stormed out, wrecking a nearby table in the process.

The seal lowered his weapon but didn't take it away. He squinted his eyes at the rat, "You an' your friends should leave before there's more trouble."

Jacob nodded as he collected Bill and Jonathan, "Come on."

Cherry stayed behind, "Thanks, Gus..."

The seal put his gun down, "Anytime, Cherry."

She kissed him goodbye then left as well.

...

While all this was going on, Jill Prescott and her siblings had gone to Studio 23, conveniently only two blocks away from the bar Jacob had been drinking with his friends.

Jill, Desi, Junior and Isa were able to get in easy, then they were able to buy bottle service.

The ferret and her beaver friend kissed, both increasingly drunk from vodka.

Junior and Isa were the lightweights of the foursome, only drinking enough to feel a buzz, but not enough to lose their inhibitions in public. The male ferret had been able to pick up a cute raccoon guy who seemed a bit young to be in here, but Junior was gonna let the kid have fun before he inevitably got in trouble.

The raccoon enjoyed the closeness from the college-aged male and found himself drawn to the mustelid's pretty blue eyes.

Isa wasn't as interested in picking up a date; few guys ever went for girls that didn't have boobs.

Jill broke her drunken kiss with her lover, "Oh, how could this get any better?"

Desi looked around, "Well, we got enough people to have us a hot little five-way and the cock to twat ratio is almost equal."

Jill giggled, "Who knew math could be so dirty?" She saw the young raccoon guy, "You, what's your name?"

The coon blushed then stuttered, "I-I'm Sean."

Jill wasn't too drunk to see he was underage, "Sean, how old are you?"

He lied first, "Eighteen?" Jill waited for a real answer. He buckled then said the truth, "Seventeen, but I'll be eighteen soon"

Jill petted him, "You wanna come home with us? Get a little sneak preview of life after high school?" She winked while her brother nuzzled the youth openly.

Junior played with the teen's greased hair, "We'll drop ya off at home afterward, you can take that ass-whooping from your parents for one night with us, deal?"

Sean gulped from the proposition he'd been given, but was all for any night with these sexy ferrets and their equally sexy friends. Oh his friends would never believe him. "Deal!"

Jill shook hands with him, "I'm Jill. The hot guy holding you right now is my little brother, Junior. There's our sister, Isa and this is my girl, Desi. She's the real man eater in our group." she teased him.

The beaver tickled the raccoon's neck, "Man, boy, it doesn't matter to me."

...

So they left the club with their barely legal conquest.

The young raccoon rode in the back between Desiree and Jill as both were too drunk to be in the front.

Jill introduced the teen to french kissing while her friend opened up the coon's pants to fish him out.

Desi liked its shape, "So it's true, raccoons do have a hook-penis." She licked the bare, pink shaft and made the boy moan in his kiss with Jill.

Junior was driving as he was the least inebriated of the four and Sean was too busy losing his virginity to drive.

Isabella had her head in his lap currently, however, which was making it hard to focus while a wet lizard tongue teased his malehood.

...

Meanwhile, Jacob, Bill and Jonathan stood outside the bar with Cherry.

The cheetah had bummed a cigarette off of Jacob and, with the burning white stick between her fingers, she spoke, "As fun as this was, getting to meet all you sweet guys, a girl's gotta earn her rent so unless you three are game for an orgy, I'm gone."

Bill had to laugh, "I had no idea you were one of those girls. Not that there's anything bad about it, we all gotta make a living. I do it by fixing cars, you do it by fixing guys."

Cherry giggled, "You're a sweet one alright. And I'm serious, if you three are all interested, I'm into groups." She rubbed her butt against Bill's groin.

Bill blushed while Little Bill was standing at attention, "Well, I'm game and this guy here's a downright beast when it comes to sex" he pointed to Jonathan he confidently puffed his chest "But Jacob's our token straight guy, so I don't know if he'd be up for it."

The rat shrugged while he puffed on a cigarette himself, "I don't care. I haven't had any action in four months, I'm up for anything."

Cherry smiled, "Nice, then just let me take you all back to my place and we can just let it play out from there."

A gruff voice interrupted them, "The only place you guys are going to is the morgue." Brutus, the large grizzly bear grabbed Jacob before the rat could defend himself then hurled him into the street.

Just as this had happened, Jill's blue Mustang had turned the corner and Junior had taken his eyes off the road as he ejaculated in his adopted sister's mouth.

Jill saw the rat in the middle of the street, "Junior, look out!"

Jacob saw the car coming for him and his tattoo sensed he was in danger. Before his friends, before the bear, before the vehicle struck him, Jacob's whole body converted into a shadow and sank into the asphalt, allowing the car to pass harmlessly over him.

Bill and Jonathan were both struck by what they saw.

Cherry didn't seem to be as much in shock.

The bear's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

Junior stopped the car and got out immediately, almost sure he'd just hit someone.

His sisters stopped on either side of him as they watched a black shape rise from the street before it turned into the rat.

Jacob's eyes still glowed when he came out of his shadow form.

He glared past the people and straight at the bear.

Brutus tripped over his own feet as he backed away, "No fucking way! You're one o' dem?"

Jacob's right arm shifted into shadow and stretched across the street to grab the great bear by his throat. He pulled the bear right up to him, "You!" A voice, not entirely his own came out of his mouth, "I told you to leave me and my friends be, and you had to be Mr. Big Dick didn't you?"

The bear cowered, "Please, have mercy, I had no idea you were one of The Marks' guys! I woulda left you alone!"

Jacob was able to regain control of himself, "Who... or what is The Marks?"

Brutus stammered, "You don't know 'im? But you've got these powers. You're new?" He gulped, "I'm so, so fucking sorry. I don't like fuckin' with you guys."

The rat kept him in the air for a moment, "Guys, like me? I thought I was the only one."

Brutus grunted, "There's more, like a whole fuckin' gang of you freaks in this city. You're all different, but you all glow the same. The Marks, he's the boss of these guys."

The rat set the bear down on the ground, oblivious to the small crowd watching him. "Where can I find The Marks?"

The bear gulped, "I don't know that. I keep my nose outta that shit, and you should too... if they find out there's a new guy in town with your abilities, they'll be comin' for ya and everyone you know."

Jacob let him go, "I thank you for what you've told me, now get the fuck outta here before I decide not to forgive you."

Brutus nodded with sweat running down his brow. "Anything you say!" The bear almost considered turning and attacking him; these guys were powerful, but they weren't invulnerable. He thought better of it then just ran.

It was only then that Jacob realized other people had seen him. He saw his friends, then he saw the young people standing across the street from him.

Jill approached him before either of her siblings could stop her, "Sir, are you okay?"

He looked at her and was struck by the baby blue of her eyes. "Uh... I'm fine." He hesitated before saying more, "How much of that did you all see?"

Jill was taken by his dark violet eyes; they seemed kind and sad at the same time, "You mean, like, the part where you rose up from the ground like some kind of demon?"

He laughed at her frank tone, "Yeah, that."

She smiled, completely unafraid of this handsome, dark, tall male she stood before, "I'm Jill."

He realized she had his hands in hers, "Uh, I'm Jacob."

And as they met, their respective groups looked on.

Desiree and Bill stood side by side. She spoke to the opossum, "I'm gonna guess he's your friend."

Bill nodded, "Yup."

Cheetah watched all with a curious smirk on her face, as if she knew more about what was going on.

...

Somewhere on the eastern most edge of the city, a female meerkat dragged herself from the surf. The dress she had worn stuck to her body so she had to tear it off, leaving her drenched body naked as she collapsed onto the beach sand. Her tattoo glowed as the shard inside her fought to heal her cold body. She passed out from the strain of having swam this far in a dress that was not at all made for aquatic exploration.

Her name was Hidaya.