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Usurpation of Fashion.

By: Kiki Kalani

For: Anonymous

Warning: Super sexism

An old lion stood in front of a luxury clothing store specializing in designer outfits for professional women. If it were not for him being in his early seventies, and the help wanted sign out front of the high-end shop, many passers-by would have took him for a perv. The signs of celebrity anthros in formal clothing and dresses kept most people from staring for too long out of fear of having the same assumption made about them. But what harm was an old man? Well, they wouldn't have been wrong if they had come to the assumption. His baggy pants helped to hide just how much he was enjoying the view.

After a few moments of staring the lion eventually walked into the store, the bell that signaled the entrance of a customer ringing almost as slowly as he walked forward. The Chain prided itself in having employees as young and refined as the clothes they sold. He wasn't qualified for the job being advertised with his greyed fur, he wasn't even dressed for an interview with his ragged dirty clothing, and he certainly wasn't good with interacting with people thanks to his grumpy domineering attitude and rude demeanor. Yet still the lion smirked with confidence that told he was sure he would be employed by the day's end, he had a trick up his sleeve today. His bright yellow eyes would hide well the faint glow from a power he hadn't used in years.

With his smile widening he confidently strode up to the help desk, normally one did not simply demand an interview on the spot, especially at such a high-end place. The lion wasn't worried about that though, he stared into the eyes of the pretty young red-feathered avian that was currently working the desk.

"Hello there miss. I'm here for the job interview."

The avian gave the lion a disbelieving look, like he was wasting her time. She was about to politely decline when something struck her, something about his gaze that made her feel like she couldn't say no. Her disbelieving gaze slowly softened into one with a hint of fear hidden to it. Something about his piercing devious eyes intimidated her, seeming to pierce into her thoughts themselves. Only a brief pause followed his comment.

"I-I'm not sure sir, we don't normally hire m-"

Before she could finish she was interrupted by the feline. "I assure you I am just as qualified as anyone else would be, come on, you know you need me, and what harm is a simple interview going to do?"

"I-I guess, I'll call up the boss and see if she is free." The avian said, reaching over for the phone next to her that connected to the business' network.

"Thank you." The lion said, not moving from his spot as he listened in to at least one side of the conversation, keeping eye contact with the girl throughout her conversation.

"Alright, I'll let him know then." She finally hung up the phone. "She agreed to meet with you, you got lucky. She'll meet you down in Room 5 in the back offices...I assume you have your résumé and the like all ready?"

The lion chuckled before answering, he didn't have any of those things, and he didn't need them. "I have everything I need, as I said, I assure you I am more than qualified for the job opening."

The bird nodded, pointing him off in the direction he would need to go before giving him a half-hearted wish of luck, though the lion was sure he wouldn't be needing it. He held himself high as he walked into the employee's area of the store, waltzing proudly into the office.

As luck would have it, he had gotten into the small interviewing room first giving him plenty of time to get comfortable and mull over exactly how he was going to go about this He looked across the oak table in front of him to the empty chair before moving his eyes to scan the rest of the room. It was a nice neat and tidy, just like the rest of the store. A sickly artificial floral smell hung heavy in the air as well. Everything from what the customers could see to what usually only the employees could was geared towards extravagance and formality. He was going to enjoy seeing his plans for the place slowly tear that down.

He was only left to his thoughts for a few minutes more before the door opened and his interviewer, the boss of the company, entered. The white dove walked in with an elegant gait, she was young and dressed in a formal business suit with high heels. She held herself both powerfully and confidently as she made her way to the desk, taking a seat across from the lion. Before she even spoke the lion was sizing her up by her look alone. He could see right past her dress and pose, not at all put off by her stern expression burning at him through her glasses.

"Hello sir, I am Zenaida. I'm the owner of this clothing store as you well know, and also the one responsible for interviewing and hiring new employees."

"A pretty young thing like you in charge of a company like this? Ha ha." The lion meant it half as a flirt, his gaze locking onto the dove's own now. She was visibly put off by the crass comment, but maintained her professionalism anyhow, clearing her throat and hardening her expression more.

"And what is your name, sir?"

The lion sat up in the chair he was in, grinning at the young women "My name is Fredrick...If you don't mind my saying ma'am, you seem pretty tense. You should loosen up a bit."

Again she seemed to ignore his works, though some part of her subconscious couldn't help but give into the words, urging her to ease up, letting her stern expression soften slightly, though she kept herself composed as she caught herself. The lingering feeling that she should relax even more batted inside her mind however.

"Yes, so...Fredrick. What makes you think you are qualified for this position? It is going to require a lot of communication with staff and employees, do you have prior experience in this field?" Her cold hard gaze was still locked with the feline's casual deviously glimmering eyes. She would be a bit harder to manipulate than most, but he was confident his skills would work on her just as well, he would just have to try harder, and push deeper. He did so love a struggle.

"I think I could help the employees a lot, the job is just seeing they are all happy and content with work conditions, right? Hell, maybe I could even help improve their experience here. Come on sweetie, you need me."

The cat grinned wider, leaning back in the chair as he watched the dove's reaction, her expression shifting as his words wormed into her mind. For some reason she couldn't bring herself to hate him completely, or even confront him on his rude and sexist attitude and remarks. Normally with someone like him she would've already said no, but some itch at the back of her mind told her that he was right and that she needed him for that job, but still....he didn't seem qualified. The old fat smelly cat wasn't even professional enough to dress for an interview, and even worse his sexist remarks wouldn't be tolerated on the all-female staff.

"Y-you're r-right. We do need someone for that job, b-but I'm not sure if you are the right person. The other staff might not be happy with you in that position though. Y-you are n-" She tried to struggle against the ever growing and ever louder thoughts in the back of her mind telling her to heed the feline's words, that what he said was right. That she needed him for that job. But as she went on he interrupted her, seeing her struggling with the decision - an opportunity to dive in for the kill.

"Come on babe, I'll talk with 'em, I'm sure they'll love me. They just need to get to know me."

"M-maybe, b-but I-I don't know...I-I'm not sure if you are qualified..."

Still she was struggling with her conflicted thoughts, the voice in the back of her mind telling her to listen to the man. The more she stared into his bright yellow eyes the more she felt intimidated, afraid to assert her own thoughts at all. It just felt safer to just trust in him, in his words, that he could help her...yet every bit of her reason told her that he wasn't a good person, that he wasn't qualified for the job, that he was just some old smelly man. Every time she seemed near to breaking free of her apparent trance though, the lion would speak or shift, drawing her attention away from the thoughts and onto those piercing eyes again.

"You know I am...Why don't I show you just how qualified I am...you are so stressed out, let me help you a bit, hm?"

He smiled at her with his menacing grin, trying his best to hide the devious intent behind his words, his eyes glowing a little more now as he focuses on feeding the small voice in the back of her head and rekindling his power. He hadn't used his powers in years, but he was confident they would be enough to break a women.

"I-I don't know...m-maybe you are right. I-I'll give it a go then...what do I need to do?" The dove held her hand to her aching head, briefly breaking eye contact with the lion, though it was too late to do anything to stop the voices from echoing across her thoughts.

The lion adjusted himself in the chair, spreading his legs out some as he seemed to mull over the question, enjoying seeing her struggle even still. A few seconds later the barely detectable scent of musk began to fill the air.

"Well, women like you just need to let your natural instincts take over. So pent up trying to keep yourself restrained...you just have to let it all out sometimes. Come here, stand up."

Zen felt her body move on its own, standing up from her chair and walking towards the old lion. She was starting to feel funny too, a slight heat starting to wash over her body in soft shallow waves. Her heart began to race as she got closer to the grinning feline, a hand reaching out to squeeze her rear. The dove let out a soft gasp and blushed at the sudden and bold move, but kept herself silent as she waited for his next command.

"W-what now?"

He looked over her body a bit, his eyes trailing from her head to her feet many times before he finally answered. "Well, now we have to help take care of that desire of yours...that need you feel. Why don't you get undressed for me?"

Zen couldn't help but listen, only a bit of hesitation following his last word before she found herself stripped down completely. As she peeled her panties away the lion's grin widened. Her pussy was already wet from the lewd thoughts spilling into her mind now, the lion's masculine scent helping to awaken them and his piercing gaze helping to draw them to the surface.

Once she was fully nude the lion unbuckled his pants, not bothering to stand up as he moved them down just enough to reveal his already erect barbed member, as long as an equine's and a shiny ebony black that glistened with pre and sweat. The musk grew stronger, its effects more potent. Zen found her gaze being drawn to that shaft. "Let your natural desires take over." The lion repeated, seeing the lust in her eyes grow. Her thighs were already soaked in her own juices.

"Go on, I know you want it. I know you need it."

His words rang in her mind "N-need it." She felt herself dropping to her knees before the male, crawling closer to him and moving between his spread legs, eyes still fixed on that throbbing black member. The feline's rather large gut pushed his cock in such a way that it pointed directly at her, as if teasing her to take it into her beak.

"Go ahead...it's only natural for women to want this...this throbbing long black feline cock. I bet it is even better by far than any other you've seen...though seeing how you act I doubt you've even seen one." The lion teased her, though her mind was so overwhelmed that she barely cared. Without letting him get any more teasing insults out she took the cock into her maw, the barbs scrapping against her thin tongue as she licked along his length. His cock was covered in a film of sweat that added to the muddling thoughts she had. The strong masculine taste seemed to send a numbing buzz of pleasure streaming across her tongue and mind. Even more of his potent musk being absorbed into her body through her senses. Her tongue eagerly worked to clean off his cock at the blissfully divine taste.

"Aaahhh, yes~. Good girl, just like that. Such a natural slut. See~? You wanted this all along!" The lion chuckled, ushering her on, using a hand to gently encourage her to take more of his length into her maw. She didn't resist him, eagerly letting more of that delicious thick cock enter her beak, making her have to open it wide to take the shaft down to the base. She even managed to get a moan out of the lion for her efforts.

"Use your hands to massage my balls slut. Don't be lazy." He growled out at her, making her shudder slightly as she did as she was commanded, using her hands to fondle and caress his sweaty balls, her hands quickly getting coated in his scent.

"It's been so long since I've been able to do anything like this, too bad it's with a fifthly bird slut like you." He kept up the insults, though he knew she didn't care at this point. They merely helped to further corrupt her mind now that his powers had sapped away her will. Every insult he gave embedded itself in her thoughts, bouncing around with all the lewdness and helping to shape her new mentality. Each time his cock slammed against the back of her throat it only helped to blank out any thoughts she might have of resistance, ensuring that she wouldn't be breaking free any time soon. Despite the way she carried herself, she fell like any other.

"Get ready to swallow the first of many of my loads, slut!" The lion pulled Zen's head onto his cock completely, forcing his member down her throat and forcing her break between his gut and groin. As her nose filled with his thick, musky, dirty scent her stomach filled with his potent, thick, warm cream. It was an assault on her senses, almost bringing orgasm from just that. The thick load drained down her throat and into her belly, the male's strong scent filling her every breath. She barely let him pull her away when he finished, eager for more. He wiped the excess cum and spit from his cock onto her face, making sure to get both cheeks.

"Very good...You should take my load at least once a day to keep yourself from being pent up too much...one load per hole that is. Next it's your pussy sweet-cheeks. Let's see how tight you are." The lion picked her to her feet and pulled her into his lap. His cock was still as hard as it was when she started sucking him off, and now was throbbing and twitching between her legs to tease her wet pussy.

"Y-yes, p-please take my pussy~! I-I'm so horny, I-I need release." Zen cried out, giving in the last his control. She felt his hands tightly grasp her and pull her up before bringing her down on his long slick shaft. The dove cried out in a combination of pleasure and pain as the barbed member slid into her, each inch that quickly plunged into her depths bringing with it the painfully stretching and scrapping against her walls. Luckily for her he let the last few inches slowly push deeper, letting her sit down on him and completely take his member herself. By the time she was through there was a bulge in her stomach from the sizable cock, a feathered hand going down to feel it inside of her in disbelief that she took his length entirely.

She leaned back, moaning and panting already as the lion shifted, each small twitch or movement sending pulses and tingles of pleasure dancing up her spine. After only a few seconds though he brought her up and down again, then again, building up to a steady pace as he started to fuck her. Each time having his barbs scrap against her tight pussy, making her scream out in pain and pleasure with each thrust.

"Such a fucking whore. Take it! Can't handle a feline cock? Too much for you to handle?" He said, deliberately fucking her to where it would be felt even more painful against her walls, seemingly to punish her for not being able to handle him.

"I-I'm sorry. I-A-aahh.." She uttered an apology, whimpered, moaning, and crying out almost all at once. The lion growled and only increased his pace, eager to fill her with his seed.

"Maybe if you are lucky I'll even get you pregnant, ha ha. Imagine that. Impregnated during a job interview! You could do with some cubs in that belly of yours." He teasingly smacked her stomach, making her moan. She could only mindlessly nod in reply to his words though, she felt so aroused at the prospect of getting pregnant, carrying that old lion's cubs inside of her. The lion that only a little earlier had been disgusting in her eyes with his attitude, his dirty body and mind. Now those thoughts were gone completely. No more nagging from the back of her mind, only bliss.

"Get ready to take my load!" He gave a warning just as he came, pushing his cock deep inside of her as his cream filled her womb. She could feel the large fertile load spurting into her in thick, hot, potent globs. Spurt after spurt until it trickled out of her still penetrated hole, soaking her feathers and his fur in their mixed juices. She sat on him for a few minutes longer in the wake of his climax as he let her rest, a few more spurts emptying into her before she finally was let up by the male entirely.

"So, what do you say?" He asked, chuckling as she propped herself against the desk, almost unable to stand up straight.

"H-huh, s-say about what?" He chuckled again at her response, almost barely able to answer her as he redid his pants and belts.

"The job, did I get the job?" She looked confused for a moment, but her train of thought finally crashed into her lust-addled mind.

"A-ah...w-well, y-yes. Y-you can't start immediately. I-I think most of our employees could use this...treatment...I feel so good."

The lion chuckled even louder, standing up and stretching. "You should probably get dressed sweet cheeks. Can't have you running around naked...yet."

"Anyhow...this office looks nice, I could get started today, in here, ha ha. Unless of course you have an objection." He turns to Zen, now half dressed, cum soaking her panties as she puts them on.

"N-no, that is f-fine Fredrick." The lion grins at the concession, stepping behind the desk to sit down in her former and propping up his legs on the fine polished oak. "Please, call me King. I think that nick-name suits me much better, don't you?"

"O-of course King." She said, putting on the last of her clothes before she went to leave him, stopping briefly as she heard his voice once more.

"Oh, and I'd like to try to meet with some of the employees today if you don't mind. I'd like to...'assess' how they are doing, you can send them in whenever."

The bird nodded again "Yes sir, I'll send one down in a bit, Noelle. We've had a bit of trouble with her...m-maybe y-you could help her out." She quickly hurries off, clearly still somewhat conflicted about what just happened now that it was over, but still under his definitive influence. How could a women break free from him, after all.

***

He sat in his office, mentally preparing himself for whomever might be next - not that he needed much prep with the snooty type of women that worked here. A couple minutes later a knock came to his door, drawing his attention as he made no effort to even pretend to look professional.

"Noelle? Yes, come on in!" The door opened to reveal a pretty young fox, mint green fur covering her body. It was hard for him to believe that such a young girl had managed to become a fashion designer for such a high-end clothing store, though he didn't put much thought into such things for long. He wasn't concerned about why she was hired, he had plans for her of his own.

"Yes? I was told to come se-wait. A man? They hired a man. I'm sorry...I don't feel comfortable talking to you. You wouldn't know anything about my problems, or about the company at all." She went to leave after realizing the old lion sitting there, though stopping short of fully making her way out as his words reach her.

"Now, now. Come on. At least give me a chance. Come on, take a seat."

"Fine...but you try anything and you will be out of more than a job." She said, a harsh tone latching to her voice as she gives him a distrustful glare. The lion did so love breaking the feisty ones too, back in his day he had tangled with more than a few just like her. He was sure he still had the power inside him to break her as he had broken her boss.

The vixen was dressed in one of her own designs, a very pretty black dress, going down just below her knees. Very modest design to it, very formal and strict. He would have to convince her to fix that later. Women shouldn't be covering themselves up, lying to the world.

"Well, I assume you know why you are here? And what I'm doing here?" She nodded in reply. "Good, then let's start off, my name is Fre-" He was interrupted by the young fiery vixen before he could introduce himself. He had at least wanted to put on the ploy of working at his job, but it didn't seem he would get to toy around quite as much as he wanted if he was going to reign her in

"I know who you are. Let's just get this over with I guess." The vixen crossed her arms as she let out a growl of annoyance, not even bothering to look directly at the lion as she purposefully directed her attention around the room in her obvious disinterest.

"Well, according to these papers...you seem to be rather snappy and uppity at times when dealing with other employees, customers, even other fashion designers. Any idea why that is? Why people would say that?" The lion asks, trying to get her to make eye contact, trying to draw the stubborn and uppity girl's attention.

Noelle groaned, rolling her eyes. "I can't help it if my sense of fashion offends people, or if they can't meet even my lowest of standards." She crosses her arms, turning her full attention to the lion.

"Well, Noelle. Women like you shouldn't be so snappy or uppity. You should understand your place, you need to understand your place. Women like you don't have standards"

Noelle looked shocked, but found it hard to respond with her normal snappy comments. Something about the lion's gaze drew her in, distracted her, and ate at her thoughts. "M-my place? E-excuse me? What do you mean by that?" She tried to shake out of the mini-trance and assert herself once more. Her heart already started racing, she didn't know why. For some reason she began to feel afraid of this sexist old man. Something about his eyes seemed off to her. She felt intimidated, like she was much better off just letting him have his way, like she was too weak to fight back.

"Nothing dear, you don't need to worry about it. Just let all that anger slip out of you. Vixens shouldn't be angry, or aggressive, or uppity. Vixens should be submissive, quiet, and obedient." The lion said in a tone like he was talking to a child, or a pet. The tone wasn't lost on Noelle though, even with the fear and small bit of doubt in the back of her mind.

"Th-that is outrageous...and someone like you got hired? Submissive? Obedient? What am I, a pet?"

The lion chuckled before leaning back in his chair. "No, but you need to be a good vixen fo-" Before he could finish he was interrupted.

"A good vixen? Again, what do you think I am, a pet? I'm not going to be a 'good vixen'" She scoffed, growling a bit at the feline.

He simply calmly got up and walked over to the vixen. "Well, if you won't be a good fox, we'll just have to teach you to be a good kitty." He looked up at him with half-confusion and half anger.

"That is it, I'm d-" She didn't get to finish as she felt a hand grip tightly around her throat to cut her short. She whimpered and struggled in response, trying to growl or scream for help as she clawed and kicked at the male.

"When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to remember your own name." He used his free hand to tear off her dress, only trying to take them off properly when it was quicker than just ripping them apart. After she was finally fully nude he looked over her small body, though she quickly used her tail to cover most of it, letting out a barely audible whimper at how vulnerable she now was.

"Bitch, I'll teach you to be a proper little slut." He slammed her onto his desk, keeping a firm grip around her throat as he undid his pants, taking out his long erect member and making sure to hold it up to where the vixen could see the ebony rod clearly. "Get ready to be filled, kitten!"

Without any more warning he thrust forward into her young tight pussy, making her let out a muffled scream as his barbs painfully pushed against her walls. She squirmed and struggled, kicking and hitting his arm to no avail even still. He kept pushing deeper and deeper into her without even reacting to the pain until he had managed to fit his entire length into her now bulging belly. With his cock fully inside of her he began to thrust away, free hand holding her steady as he pumped her with his cock.

"Don't cry, you love it. You love being used and bred, feeling my cock break in that fresh cunt of yours." He looked into her wide fearful eyes as she continued to whimper beneath him, tears streaming down her face as the hope faded from her to escape him. Her body being defiled by some old sexist lion.

Every time he pushed forward she would let out a breathless cry of pain. Slowly though her whimpers and yelps would turn into pleasurable murrs and moans, soft and muffled at first beneath the pain and sting of defeat, but slowly growing as she lost herself in his piercing eyes.

"That's right kitten, starting to enjoy it now? It feels so good to a slut like you doesn't it?" He chuckled as he continued fucking her, pre oozing into her now and making her squirm a bit. She couldn't break her gaze from his and her struggling had since subsided completely as she submitted. His words echoed in her emptied mind. "Beg for it, beg for it like the kitty slut you are!"

He moved his hand off her throat now that she had given in, instead going to fondle her breasts as he started fucking her even harder. Each thrust made her let out a catty yip, occasional moans escaping her as well.

"P-please, f-fill me. Nyah~!" The begging made the lion grin, even the half-hearted catty noises she attempted to make helped to make him want to fill her more.

"Good girl, good kitten." He said, another burst of pre hitting her walls.

"Y-yes, I-I am a good kitty~ M-meow~" She managed out with a moan, her tongue lolling out as she panted from the rough fucking she was getting. It wasn't too much longer before the lion reached his limit, finally releasing his load inside of the vixen's womb. The waves of thick hot sticky seed made her squirm and curl of toes in bliss. It was like anything she'd experienced and staring into his big eyes just made it even more unimaginable. "Nyaaah~ Th-thank you King~!"

The lion chuckled again, giving a few more thrusts before pulling out, letting a few final spurts coat her stomach. "Good girl, now get dressed and get back to work. I expect to see some new designs from you real soon, and I better not hear about any more incidents with other employees unless it's you being the slut you are and giving them a nice licking." She nodded at his words, quickly picking up what was left of her clothes and putting on what was useable. He figured she'd be pregnant soon with the load he just gave her, perhaps in time the store could design slutty maternity wear, but for now he was focused on the other employees.

***

Zen had been waiting outside the whole time, listening in to the meeting. Her heart raced as she heard Noelle's screams, and then moans. She had wanted to help, a mix of fear and lust filling her mind before the lust eventually won out. Any regret she would've felt was erased then and there.

She was blushing hard when the sounds finally stopped, her panties drooling with her juices and the lion's cum from the previous encounter. She only made half-hearted attempt to hide the fact she'd been playing with herself mindlessly all the while when Noelle finally came out.

The vixen's hair was roughed up, she was mostly naked aside from a few tattered pieces of her dress, and her stomach and pussy were dripping with Fredrick's thick fertile seed. The vixen's face was twisted in a euphoric bliss as she stumbled back to her own office, not caring that most of her body was exposed or that she was leaving a small trail behind her.

With a gulp Zen shook the lust from her head enough to gather the next few employees. One by one they entered and came out looking similar to the vixen: blank expressions of lust, cum dripping from their holes. One by one the entire staff were introduced to the newest employee, and each seemed to take a quick liking to him. By the end of the day the entire staff besides Zen herself had gone in for an 'evaluation', hers was teasingly pushed to the next day by the lion to further help him claw at her mind as she slowly was consumed by the desire to be used by him.

***

The next day it was Zen's turn for evaluation, the lion was already naked in his chair with a smile on his face and a cigar in his mouth. From under his desk popped Noelle, dressed in a rather short tight skirt, and wearing a very revealing top that only barely hid her nipples from sight.

The vixen wiped off her mouth as she stood, letting out a soft cat-like meow before happily walking out of the room, cum dripping from between her legs with each step. If it wasn't for the jealousy Zen felt at wanting to be in the same state, she wouldn't be concerned on how quickly and easily the lion had corrupted her staff - his staff. But all she could think about now was that large barbed ebony member and how good it felt inside her.

She walked forward slowly, legs trembling with desire. The lion's eyes were fixed on Zen alone now, as her eyes were fixed to him. He was going to have fun with her today, and for a long time to come. He could already see lust grow in her eyes as her gaze drifted from his eyes to his long thick glistening member.

"Already lusting over my tool, sweetie? It's only natural...you remember what I said yesterday, right?" The lion chuckled a bit as the avian drew closer to him. The thick smell of the cigar almost covered up his musk, but her mind seemed to lock onto that manly scent to drown out any other. Her senses dulled to everything but him and serving for his pleasure. She was barely able to nod in reply to his questions.

"Good, its good when a woman knows her place, know what she needs. Why don't you get on your knees under my desk and get to work?"

Zen didn't hesitate, walking forward a bit quicker as she happy followed his command. She had to crawl on her hands and knees, but she didn't care as long as she got to taste that thick member. She turned to face the ebony shaft again. Shiny, thick, the barbs near the tip designed to let her know just who was fucking her every time she took it.

Her admiration of the old feline's cock was interrupted by a harsh voice from above the desk. "Get to work, slut! You can't do your job right without a dose of lion seed."

"Y-yes Sir!" She took his member into her beak, running her tongue along his tip, being sure to feel the texture of his barbs as she savored every inch as she slowly took more and more.

It didn't take long before the cock-crazed bird was deep-throating the member all on her own, the lion barely showing any signs he was being sucked off above the desk as he looked over some of the files on the various employees. The lack of praise or moans from him had barely deterred her though, Zen didn't even notice, she was too busy sucking that thick member, savoring the taste of her superior and trying to milk the load she needed so much from his thick heavy balls.

The lion finally relented to give her praise. "Good girl, good slut~."

After a while more she was rewarded with thick warm pre which she greedily swallowed down, though that alone was barely enough to satisfy her, she wanted more...needed more. The pre merely teased her desire, making her whimper and moan as she moved her hands to caress and massage the lion's heavy sweaty sac.

"Aahh! Yes, just like that, such a good girl~." She finally the lion's sweet spot, she guessed. She picked up her effort even more, working to milk that cock. Her tongue wildly working along his length, cleaning off his member and stimulating it, loving the sweaty taste and the musky smell as they assaulted her senses.

"Get ready girl, I'm about to cum." Zen almost came herself at the words, coming even closer still to a climax of her own as she felt his load unleash into her throat, pouring down in thick hot globs into her stomach. She tried to hold some of it, to savor the taste before swallowing it back down. She made sure to lick down every drop, everything she could get. Not letting his cock from her maw until he had finished completely.

"Good girl...now I hope you are ready to get filled again~." The lion let out a chuckle as his cock continued to pulse and throb. He still had plenty to give.

She would've been surprised as his endurance had it not been for his performance yesterday, and she wasn't about to start questioning him at this point but. The more of that thick fertile seed she had in her the better afterall..

"I think today I'm going to take your ass, ever had anal?"

The bird meekly shook her head. The lion simply chuckled before pulling her up and into his lap, his member slapping against her cheeks as he swayed himself in the chair.

"You'll love it sweetie~." He then lifted her onto his cock, not even teasing against her unused tail hole before plunging his shaft inside.

Zen nearly let out a full scream as waves of pain and pleasure mixed within her, the bird biting her lip to keep it down to a muffled yelp. It wasn't like the fucking she had gotten the other day which had been filled with nothing but bliss. His barbs ground painfully against her walls as his shaft stretched her tail hole. Slowly he sank his entire length into her, letting her adjust for just a minute before starting to bounce her up and down on his member.

"Don't scream bitch, you know you love it. Love that feeling, the feeling of letting me be in charge...you love being dominated don't you? You crave it, you need it."

"Y-yes..f-feels so good to submit~"

Her mind slipped so easily to the pleasure as the pain slowly faded. Each time the barbs ground up against her walls she felt less pain and more pleasure until the scrapping only served to turn her on even more, tickling her with a pleasurable tingling.

"Ha ha, see? I told you that you'd love it. Look how wet you are, slut. You are getting my fur and chair all dirty and I haven't even gotten to your cunt today." He started to go faster, gripping her more firmly and even biting her neck lightly occasionally to further slip her mind into that primal state.

"I-I'm s-sorry sir." She barely managed out as the lion growled, getting more fierce and angry as he continued fucking her, working himself up to give her the roughest fuck she'd ever had.

"I told you to call me King, bitch!" He slammed hard into her as if to emphasis his point, his pre spurting into her as he did.

"S-sorry, King."

He grunted, letting out a soft moan of his own as her tight hole tightened even more around his pulsing and throbbing member. Her screams of pleasure filling his ears as he reveled in his power. It wasn't long before he finally reached his second orgasm.

As Zen felt the thick hot ropes of cream fill her ass she couldn't help but dive her fingers to her soaking wet pussy, she was so close to orgasm herself, she needed release. But just as she was able to get her hands there she felt them be pulled away by a strong grip around each of her wrists.

"Did I say you could cum, slut? Only I get to make you cum, do you understand?" She nodded, letting out a whimper of need before letting her arms go limp, falling to her sides once the lion let go.

"Good, now get back under the desk, get on your hands and knees and point that ass towards me."

He pulled her off his cock, cum oozing from her hole as soon as his member popped free. After letting her go she immediately obeyed his word, presenting herself to him. Her small feathery tail raising slightly. He admired the view of her filled hole, though all the precious cum she worked so hard for was slowly leaking out.

"You're losing my load, slut. I want you to keep it in, sluts like you are only good for holding my loads." His harsh words made her whimper as she clenched her hole, though even still cum leaked out, she had been pumped with so much of his thick seed.

The lion let out a disgusted growl, taking another smoke off of his cigar before getting a depraved idea in his head. The cigar was just about done with, almost smoked all the way to the end, though it was still rather thick.

"If you can't hold it yourself...we'll have to find something that can help you hold it." With a devious chuckle he reached down with the cigar in hand and pushed it into her tail hole. Luckily for the bird only a brief singe of pain swept across her ass before the warm cum doused the cigar as it was worked like a cork into her hole.

"There we go, how is that slut?" He leaned back in his chair again, looking down at Zen as she winced a bit.

"Th-thank you King."

He chuckled loudly at the thanks she gave. "A dirty little slut like you enjoys using nasty things like cigars as plugs?" He pushed it in further and moved his hand back up to his desk as he worked, or at least pretended to work, on filling out employee evaluation sheets. Zen waited patiently beneath him, a cork keeping the fertile thick load in her and making her moan in pleasure at the sensations still coursing over her.

After a few minutes the lion kicked off his shoe and started to push his sock-clad foot against her pussy, teasing her at first, but getting more and more firm with his idle rubbing as time went on.

Zen couldn't help but moan, even though deep down she found what was happening even more repulsive than the makeshift plug lodged in her. The lion's sweaty socks pushing into her wet folds, making her moan and pant in pleasure and quickly bringing her back up to the edge of orgasm she had been at before.

"Beg for it, beg for the release you need." The lion said in a commanding voice, looking down at the female with a brief stern glare.

"P-please King, please let me cum!"

The lion let out a 'humph' and kept going at the same pace, not yet satisfied or impressed with her pleas. He wanted more dominance, more submission.

"Not good enough." The avian whimpered at the words, so close, yet still being teased.

"P-please~ I'll do anything, please~ I need to cum~!" The words dripped with desire, with need. They made the lion grin, a powerful pride building within him. He had finally been satisfied.

"Good, then you can cum...but I don't think a needy little slut like you should be calling the shots around here...How about you let King handle that from now on? " She was barely listening, she just nodded and screamed in delight, still begging to be released, and whimpering all the while as he increased his pace.

With a final powerful thrust he slammed her forward, sending a spark of pain through her as she came. The poor avian's body had waves of sensitivity and arousal flowing through it that made each sensation that much more intense, the socks of the lion becoming coated in her juices even more and the sickening but pleasurable feeling of the fabric seeming to rub at her thoughts. A small puddle of her juices had quickly formed beneath her to add to the previous puddle of cum and mixed juices from earlier, as well as the stains from Noelle.

After a few minutes she came down from her orgasm and he removed his foot, waiting for her to recover some so she could be aware of his next words.

"From now on I am in charge here, you are just a figure head...what I say goes." She silently nodded as she stood up, legs weak and wobbling.

"Y-yes King. I understand." She said, nodding as she got dressed.

"Good, then get back to work..." She left the room as soon as she was dismissed, leaving the lion to bask in the glow of his new found power. It had only taken him two days to conquer the entire store. With all the pride he felt he wondered if he should go for the world next, after all...it wouldn't be long until he grew tired of the girls here and started to hunger for more.

******

In the following months the clothing store pushed out several new designs, all inspired by his presence there. The shop lost a lot of business at first, but it gained new customers as its focus shifted and the seedier elements found their way there. Most people were drawn to see the staff themselves though, no longer models of professional business women, but now no more than hookers that happened to work at a once proud clothing chain. The smell of sex permeated the store and hands on help to customers was encouraged.

Another change came to Noelle and Zen, both of which found themselves heavily pregnant with unnaturally large litters of pure-bred kittens, a side effect of the lion's mind control and potent seed. When questioned on their pregnancies though both women remained silent about who the father was, after all, they couldn't have people getting too suspicious of the recent changes in the store. The shift had already caused controversy in the town. Each women's lives had fallen to pieces as they cowed to the lion more and more. They were his completely, with no way back.

Even still he wanted more, he could never be satisfied for long and hungered to break more, to conquer, and when one of the biggest investors in the store threatened to pull out after hearing about the changes that had happened he couldn't ignore it. Using some of his employee's connections from their former lives' he managed to set up a meeting with the woman, an avian named Xaxoqual, apparently a very rich women and a former close friend of many employees at the store, Zen and Noelle among them.

He prepared himself, mind and body for the confrontation. He wasn't scared, but he wanted to give her such a treatment that she would not only continue to support the store, but maybe even give the rest of her wealth so he could expand his conquests.

***

As he sat in his office on the day of the appointment daydreams of his harem filled his mind, a contented growl escaping him before he was startled from his thoughts by a knock at the door.

"Hello King, Xaxoqual is here to see you." It was Zen's voice. Of course, Xaxoqual didn't know she would be meeting with Fredrick, she thought she would be meeting with the 'owner' Zen. He had requested Zen be present to help ease her thoughts though. It would be harder to break this new girl if she was already on edge.

"Yes, come on in. I'm ready to see you both now."

Zen walked in, her pregnant belly well exposed by the new line of maternity clothing that Noelle had designed for herself. Something to emphases a women's role as a womb. The white avian was followed by a larger blue avian, a look of both disgust and confusion on her face from the new look of the store and staff.

"Zen, what is the meaning of this? Why am I meeting with this man? This was supposed to be a private meeting between you and I." She crossed her arms and planted her clawed feet firmly in place. Zen turned her head, struggling to think of what to say between muddled thoughts, though thankfully Fredrick interrupted them both.

"Please, Xaxoqual, come on now, calm down. All three of us are going to be present here." He gestured to both of the seats in front of his desk. Both avians walked forward and sat after a moment of pause, though Xax still had a distrustful angry look on her face.

"And who exactly are you? Zen, who is this man?" She again dismissed the lion almost immediately, asking Zen instead, turning her attention away from the male.

"H-he is King, our newest employee. He has helped us a lot. He came up with most of the changes around here and helped straighten out some of the employees." Zen couldn't help but blush a bit as she tried to put the lion's actions in a better light and contain her excitement on reminiscing on the last few months. Xax didn't seem convinced of any hint of benevolence though.

"So you are the sick perv who ruined this business? And how did he convince you to do all this Zen? This is unlike you..." Before she could dwell anymore on it she found herself being interrupted by the lion again, who was now trying to derail the line of thought to get the focus back on himself.

"Come on now, that isn't why we are here. We came here to discuss the investment. You said you wanted to pull out as an investor. Why is that?"

"Yes, I am. You've ruined this company. They used to only sell the more refined suits here, modesty, professionalism, and refinement. Now they sell clothes fit for a hooker, revealing things that don't help women at all in the world to improve their standing. And what is more is half the employees are parading around like whores now themselves! It burns me up, I refuse to put money into such a depraved thing. It goes against everything I believe!" Xax crossed her arms, huffing after her small rant.

"Now now, calm down hunnie. It's only natural that we sell these clothes, you understand? Women are supposed to dress like that, and act like that. They want to do it, they need it. Just look at Zen here. It feels so good to just give into those urges. Look how happy she is." The lion's eyes glowed ever so slightly, an intimidating gaze falling on the blue bird as she turned to her friend who was trying hard to keep herself under control.

"What does he mean Zen? What urges? W-what is going on?"

Zen didn't reply, instead blushing and turning her gaze away from her fellow avian. Instead the lion spoke up for her.

"I've just helped them stop pretending. Deep down they were sluts, and so are you. That is why you are going to help me pay to expand this clothing store across the nation." Xax could barely believe what she was hearing, it was mad, insane.

"Th-this is sickening to hear, I-I'm leaving, and I'll be sure to r-H-Hey Z-Zen..." She went to stand up, only to find herself pulled down and held in place by her friend.

"I-I'm sorry Xax, but you have to listen to King." The lion chuckled at Zen's words as he got up and walked toward the big blue bird who now had an even more panicked look on her face.

"Don't be so scared, you'll love it, I promise." He held her beak up to maintain eye-contact with her, the glow growing slightly in his eyes.

"P-please let me go!" Xax managed to whimper out before the lion took his paw and squeezed her breasts through her suit. It was just enough to make her let out a moan, her face blushing as the lion then started to fondle her.

"Let you go? But this feels so good doesn't it? You like it don't you?" He smiled, hearing a muffled whimper escape her. "Women like you are only good for breeding, you should just give in, let me take care of you." The words echoed in her mind, starting to drown out her thoughts.

His hands soon traveled down to her waist, pushing into her skirt where he found quite the surprise. His eyes widened "A herm?! This should be fun." He chuckled as he took a bag from his desk, pulling out a small cage intended to keep a female from being able to pleasure themselves, but he figured with some adjusting he could turn it into a chastity cage for the herm.

"I'm going to show you a women's place, whether you like it or not."

Xax found herself unable to put up much of a fight as her thoughts left her slowly, she could feel the lion taking off her clothes, fitting the device over her limp member and painfully forcing the device into a snug tight bind. She didn't protest, all her will slowly sapping away and her desire to resist evaporating from her mind. She merely let out a few useless whimpers while his hands explored her body further, ending up back at her breasts.

"Doesn't it feel so good? To give up control, to give in?" The lion asked once more as he disrobed himself, flopping his long limp cock against her belly. The avian darted her eyes down just enough to see it - the warm, thick member throbbing slowly to erection against her feathers. A bit of pre even leaked from the tip just before the musk hit her nose. It was a potent powerful scent that further fed the voices in her mind telling her to submit.

"You want it, don't you? You need it." The lion said, showing off all his teeth with how wide his grin was.

"Y-yes...I-I need it, p-please!" She found herself unable to do anything but think about his cock, her pussy wet. She even started drooling as she dropped to her knees and wrapped her beak around that thick long member, running her tongue across the barbs as she went to go past the tip.

The lion let out a groan as Xax took more and more of his length, quickly getting him hard as her tongue wildly ran along his length. Eventually she started to deep throat his member all on her own, letting out muffled moans and grunts as she struggled to take all of that thick meat.

"So eager! Good girl~!" He patted her head, letting his hand stay there to guide her to take more and more. "Very good indeed. Hell, you might even get yourself a job here." He laughed loudly, letting out another grunt. Xax wasn't listening though, all her attention was focused on suckling that thick ebony tool in her maw, milking it of the precious cream she had only been teased with by occasional spurts of pre up until now.

"Mmmm, get ready!" He moved both his hands down now, pushing his cock all the way into her beak and down her throat before letting out a roar as he came. Xax could feel the thick, fertile creamy globs spilling down her throat. The slutty bird eagerly gulped down every drop she was given until the shaft was pulled out with a slick pop, getting a needy moan from her as her tongue left her beak to struggle to get a couple more licks of that delicious rod.

The lion was far from finished though as with a few more strokes he released a few more spurts of seed, coating the avian's feathers almost entirely, by the time he finished most of her body was covered in his cum, think strands dripping from her beak and breasts, matting down her feathers.

"Good girl, see~? This is a women's proper place. Wouldn't you agree?" The avian nodded slowly, whimpering as her cock pushed and pulsed against the very small cage it had been forced into, her hands having to fondle her breasts instead in a vain hope of getting any release. "Maybe if you are a good girl, I'll let you cum later." He chuckled at her neediness, her struggling, her lust.

"P-please, I-I'll do anything...I-I need to cum!"

The lion moved back to his chair, sitting down as he motioned for Zen to come next to him, then under his table as he went through some paperwork. "Here, sign this. It'll say you agree to continue to fund this company and its expansion. You want to be a good girl, right?" He handed the cum-soaked bird the paper, and a pen. Even with shaky hands and cum dripping from nearly every part of her body Xax managed to sign it and hand it back without even a single thought.

"Excellent, excellent. With your help, your new Master can build an even better harem...maybe I'll even get some proper feline women rather than you slutty stupid birds."

The End.