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Trashy Hyenas

By: Lapsa

"My Problem?" The hyena growled under her breath as she blew a cloud of thick smoke into the vixen's face. "My problem is that you are some prissy little thing coming up and giving me trouble."

Kristen tried to keep herself composed, forcing back chokes as she covered her mouth. She had made the mistake of crossing through a back alley as a shortcut, and sure enough she was getting harassed by two punkish hyenas wearing dirtied overly done leather coats, collars, and hair with far too bright colors of dye.

"I'm sorry if I disturbed you, I'll just be on my way." Kristen sighed as she started to walk past, a rough hand on her arm yanking her back.

"Not so fast little prissy Ms. Foxface, we ain't done with you yet." The hyena took another drag off her cigarette. "Man, you wanna come up in here, giving us trouble, well..."

The vixen yelped as she was suddenly grabbed from behind, hands gripping her tightly before moving to grope and fondle at her breasts through her clothes. The other hyena had her within her grip now, the other letting go of her arm as a grin came across her face - another puff of smoke burning at Kristen's nose and eyes.

"We could always use a new face for our gang...we'd have to do something about that prissy little self of yours though." The hyena moved up close, letting her greasy course fur glide against the vixen as her hands explored Kristen's soft white fur - clothes being lifted and moved while she squirmed and struggled.

"L-let me go! Let me go! H-Hel--" One of the hands from behind her suddenly stopped its groping to lift up, gripping tightly around the vixen's maw.

Kristen's eyes went wide, still trying to struggle as the fear really started to sink in. She was far from where anyone could see, far from the prying eyes of the city right at its heart. All she could do is watch as the grin on the hyena in front of her grew even more, one of her hands trailing down before dipping into the vixen's shorts to tease against her panties.

"It shouldn't be too much trouble, even for a foxface." The women let out a devilish cackle. "You smoke? Well, you do now!"

The women almost shoved her cigarette into the vixen's mouth, the taste immediately burning at the vixen's throat. She struggled even more - legs squirming, arms flailing, lips trying to push the unwanted item against the steady hand of the hyena. She could feel the sparks of pleasure teasing at her mind all the while - very faint bursts from those teasing fingers against her panties.

"Bitch, I ain't gunna sit here all day for your prissy ass. Becka!"

The vixen suddenly felt the hand around her maw move a thumb over her nose, blocking off her supply of 'fresh air', the even more potent scent of cigarette smoke and hyena filling her lungs before she opted to hold her breath. She would try to hold out as long as she could, tongue working against the cigarette before finally it was too much for the vixen to handle.

Kristen relented as she took a long puff, closing her eyes to free herself of the satisfied grin of the women in front of her or the burning cigarette as its embers came to life with her breath. She could feel the smoke filling her lungs, burning at her on its path down into her chest. Even just one puff, just that one puff - she could feel ever second of it. The smoke would begin to blacken her lungs instantly, the nicotine rushing to her mind to melt along with the small trickle of pleasure. In a fit of almost coughs she let out finally, choking up a thick blackish brown smog.

The vixen had tears in her eyes from the burning sensation, smoke drying her throat and lungs. Still, the cigarette was firmly held in its place, fingers at her panties now teasing even faster against her as the fabric just barely began to wet from the vixen's body's betrayal. A few seconds would pass as the vixen's face began to burn, another puff of the cigarette eventually coaxed out of the vixen. She would feel the sensations all over again, but this time she was forced to hold that thick deathly cloud in. A hand pressing hard against her throat would force her to let the smog take even more of a hold than before - she could feel it seeping into her lungs, almost predatory in nature at the sight of a fresh meal.

"Good girl, maybe you ain't as prissy as we thought." The hyena cackled again before slipping her fingers into Kristen's panties, teasing at her bare slit now with her greasy fingers. "Now keep bein' a good girl and finish it off, got plenty more we wanna do with ya."

The vixen struggled to take a breath of air before reluctantly taking another puff. She was starting to feel the buzz pressing at her mind, like a guilty tingle within her that seemed to reach all the way down into her lungs. Mixing with the pleasure already in her mind from the teasing fingers it was easy for the nicotine to twist her brain, adding to the trickle of pleasure at the feeling of that cloud of black seeping into her lungs, twisting and warping them just as much.

"See? Ain't that bad, is it." A few more puffs was all it too - both to finish the cigarette and to leave the vixen with a guilty longing for one more, unable to fight against it now as her hazy mind focused on trying to get free.

After the butt of the cigarette was flung against the cold alley she could feel the hand formerly holding it move to grope at her breasts, shirt and bra ripped off to reveal her bare breasts to the crisp air and those forceful hands. At the same time she felt the fingers leave her slit - teasing her with the lingering desire.

"Bet you can't wait to get fucked huh? Taste how wet you are." The hyena would force the fingers into the vixen's maw, giving the fox a taste of her sweet juices to further drive her mind into that desirable heat.

"F-fuck you." The vixen managed to push out the words just as the fingers left her maw. "Trashy punks."

"By the time we finish you are going to be a 'trashy punk' too, foxface." Another cackle accompanied the words.

The vixen would feel the hyena behind her shift after, both women moving to disrobe the very last bit of clothing that protected the vixen's form. Her pants soon hit the floor, panties bundled up into a damp mass before being shoved into her mouth as a gag, the rest of her tattered apparel being left in a pile amongst the other trash in the alley.

"Good thing 'bout being a hyeena bitch, you get a dick!" Kristen would feel herself pushed against a cold brick wall by one of the women, a soft metallic clank following.

A warm fuzzy shaft would start to tease against her wet slit - slowly growing warmer as the cock within started to push out. The vixen was left with little to do besides squirm and let out muffled moans or growls. Within a matter of seconds, she could feel the full girth at her wet lips, still teasingly gliding back and forth as the maniacal cackles continued behind her.

"Beg for it like the trashy fucking slutty whore you are, foxface!" The vixen felt hands move around her to pinch and twist at her nipples, tugging them along to elicit muffled moans from her. "What a slut."

With a sudden thrust the hyena's cock pushed into her, a deep moan coming from the women - a brief pause preluding more thrusting that very quickly built up into a rough pace. The vixen could feel herself hitting the brick wall with each motion, jerked up and down against it as she drooled over her sweet-tasting panty gag.

The hyena's cock would stretch her with each motion, sparks of pleasure starting to flow against the fox's mind once more. Kristen was barely able to fight back - tail lifted and raised as the lustful burning deep inside of her began to blossom into a full-blown heat. Her thoughts could barely come to the front of her hazy mind - the lingering urge for a puff of another smoky cigarette only adding to her weakened state.

The thrusting would carry on for what seemed like forever, growing faster and even more rough. Quick spanks would send shivers racing up the vixen's spine as degrading words would pierce into her mind - muddled by the lust and the heat coursing through her. Her struggling squirms would be little more than an after-thought by the time the hyena was finally ready to cum - thick cock pulsing in the vixen's depths.

"I-I'm about to cum, foxface~!" The women growled, her fingers digging into the vixen's ass. "D-don't worry, can't get you pregnant - that'll be a job for my brother!"

The teasing cackle and the final rough thrust were barely enough to rouse the vixen from her trance - Kristen's eyes going wide as a realization of fear hit her once again just in time for a flood of thick hot liquid to fill her passage. Even with the thick cock in her it was far too much, leaking out in heavy drops onto the alley below as the pleasure surged into the vixen's mind. Kristen's eyes would roll back, just barely held at the edge of her own release - again denied as the hyena's cock slipped out of her used and stretched hole.

"Mmmm, you were a good fuck~" The hyena left her briefly, her body starting to slide down against the wall before a rough hand picked her up by the scruff of her neck. "Oh no you don't, not done with you yet little foxface...Well...foxface for a few more seconds!"

The minutes that followed were a rush, a blurr as a studded collar was snapped around her neck. The vixen could feel something start to change - more clothes only adding to the sensation. She could feel her fur start to become course, tingling as it seemed to creep across her body anew. She would barely realize as it took on a darker color, white fading into a brownish tan, black fading into a deep brown. She wouldn't be able to see the spots across her coat pop up through the leather coat she now wore.

Fur wouldn't be the only thing on her to change though. She could feel a tightness form in her new pants, a bulge pressing against the tight denim fabric as a sheath slowly pushed from her crotch to make her a herm. Her gaze would be fixed on it until a tingling in her tail made her turn just in time to see her bushy tail turn towards those darker shades of brown and tan, shrinking from its state into a little dog-like wagging appendage. Somehow, watching and feeling the changes excited her.

The vixen couldn't help but feel more...alive. The changes would continue, feeding this sensation. Her face would be next - ears becoming round little stubs as her muzzle shrank, a small tuft of fur growing out along her neck and chin. By the time the finishing touches of the outfit were finished she was almost unrecognizable, even her hair having changed into a bright green mohawk to match her new 'sisters'.

Her mushy mind had been easy enough to twist and mold into a more proper form as well, the collar around her neck shimmering with a deep leathery black as her former life was washed away with punk and smoke. Weeks would pass as she adapted to her new life, the vixen missing from the world...but a new trashy hyena gained.

The End

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