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Lias leaned against the cold brick of the old drugstore. He couldn't remember the last time it had been open. The windows were shattered despite their bars and the shelves inside were long empty. It was a good place to wait for johns, though. And Lias, with his wide, girlish ass which was presently cooling off against the old drugstore, never spent long between johns. He knew he was one of the finest pieces of ass to ever wear fishnet on these grubby streets and most of his johns were repeat customers. Anal was all he did and that was fine since anal was all they ever wanted. One look at his fat ass could turn even the straightest man gay and it was buying the rabbit a college education.

A car rolled slowly down the street. "Show time," Lias muttered, breath making a thin vapor. He pushed off the drugstore, half expecting his tremendous ass to knock the wall over. He imagined it happening and started to giggle. Lias was rightfully proud of his fat, perfect ass. The denim booty shorts he wore were so overwhelmed by his cheeks that they looked almost like a thong.

The car stopped at the curb. Lights off, engine idling, vapor puffing out of the tailpipe. Lias strode near with paws in his pockets, ass and thighs joggling with every step. He leaned into the passenger window, pussy-pink lip gloss sparkling in distant streetlamp glow. "Hey, handsome," he said, and then froze. He'd seen this guy before. A Mewtwo, those weird genetic freaks - although they were hot in a way. But they were rare, and he remembered them when he saw one. "You're a cop!" he shrieked, and pulled back as if the car had been scorching hot.

The Mewtwo killed the engine, then got out and pocketed the keys in a smooth motion. Lias recoiled in appropriately rabbity fear, his eyes wide with terrible thoughts. My tuition, he thought desperately.

"And you're a streetwalker," the Mewtwo said, his thick-fingered paw resting on the butt of his gun. Like Lias, he too was a rather thick-bodied male, not fat except for in the ass cheeks. He sported thick thighs and a very noticeable lump in his pants which Lias could tell from his experiences was not a rolled-up sock but the real deal - this Mewtwo was hung like nobody's business. "Let's make this easy, boy. Paws on the wall."

Lias whined like a child caught eating cookies after bedtime. He turned on his heel, huffed, and braced his palms on the drugstore wall. "Ga-a-awd, come on, I'm not a prostitute."

"Fishnet top, fishnet stockings, glittery lipstick, shorts so tight I can just about see your asshole," the Mewtwo remarked. "And what's a good-looking kid like you doing out here at two in the morning in the cold?"

Lias had no answer.

The Mewtwo patted down Lias. He did so in a cursory way around the chest and abdomen. Around the buttocks and hips he was much more thorough, groping and kneading with possessive aggression. He yanked apart Lias' ass cheeks, caused the rabbit to yelp, and then he let the cheeks go. Their clap cut through the still, cool air like the snap of a .22 cartridge.

"What's-, what's your name? I want your badge number," Lias said as sternly as possible - which was not sternly at all. He sounded like the terrified boy he was.

The Mewtwo felt into the tiny pockets of the shorts, fingers barely fitting. In reaching into the rear pockets, he pushed the fabric against the rabbit's anus. Lias shuddered.

Shortly, the officer found the condoms Lias kept on him. He smirked as he looked at them. Bangin' Banana Flavor said their little foil packets. "You like bananas, do you, boy?"

"Look, those are just in case!" Lias protested.

"I ought to do a full cavity check on you, boy," said the Mewtwo, voice a growl. "Could be hiding something up there. You know some of these smugglers, they fill condoms with drugs, tie 'em off, swallow 'em. How do I know you're not hiding anything in this ample," he patted Lias' bottom, "spacious ass of yours?"

The rabbit whimpered. His lop ears hung utterly slack. "I'm not," he whined. "Dude, I don't even do drugs! I don't even smoke pot."

"I'm not dude, boy. I'm Officer to you. Officer Tanner, to be exact."

Lias wondered if the Mewtwo got to pick his own name, being genetically engineered. He didn't care to ask.

"Just let me go and I'll go right home, I swear. Please."

But the Mewtwo grabbed his wrist, cuffed it and then lashed it to the other. Over Lias' protesting, he said firmly, "I'm placing you under arrest under suspicion of soliciting sex." Tanner pulled him to the car. Lias was ready to duck down, to be pushed into the back seat, but the Mewtwo instead shoved him against its side.

Lias yelped in shock rather than pain. He looked back at the Pokemon. Tears had just begun to sprout from his eyes. "Are you gonna search me?" he whined. "I'm clean, officer."

"Won't be when I'm done with you," murmured the Mewtwo. He yanked Lias' shorts violently downward, exposing the rabbit's hefty blue phallus and matching scrotum beneath. For a girly boy, the rabbit was exceptionally well-hung.

The Pokemon unzipped his fly and pushed down his slacks. Beneath them was a jockstrap, and beneath that the tremendous shaft of his penis and proportionately heavy balls. Like Lias' blue genitals, the Mewtwo's genitals were also a solid hue, purple in his case. He stroked his shaft and ground it against the warm, fat hemispheres of Lias' bottom.

"You're gonna fuck me? I charge for that," the rabbit blurted out. Then he said to break up the silence that followed, "B-but, uh, it's free for you."

"That might just be the first intelligent thing you've done tonight, son," said the Mewtwo dryly. He notched his erection into the rabbit's wide, feminine ass crack. Pushed it in, bumped against the pucker down between the cheeks. "Not bothering with lube. Something tells me you're already slick enough."

Lias said nothing. It was difficult to think of anything to say when the Pokemon already knew the truth. He laid against the cool exterior of the car, shivering gently from the chill. Despite fear and the cold, his penis began to stiffen against the sheet metal.

In went the Mewtwo with a firm push. Lias bit his lip and whined, but this was merely a show he put on for his johns. There was only minor pain in anal sex for him even with a partner as hung as this Mewtwo. His anal walls were trained well and still lubricated from dozens of encounters that night alone. Soon the Mewtwo sunk in balls-deep, as some of the johns put it. The Pokemon's smooth purple flesh pressed against Lias' wide furry ass.

"Ooh-, oh, officer, you're huge," puffed Lias.

"Quiet, boy," tutted Tanner. "You're still going downtown after this."

Lias whined. He wanted to bug the cop, to ask if he could please just get off with a warning, but he kept it to himself. In the back of his mind he thought to wait until the cop was finished; Lias had yet to meet a man who didn't become at least a bit more pliant after a good lay.

The Mewtwo worked his hips hard and quick. His thick legs hid dense muscles which afforded him a rapid pace. Part of the reason for the quick sex was raw lust, his desire to fuck this big-assed boy and get his rocks off. And another part of the reason was just how cold it was, especially for the Mewtwo, a creature without fur. His flesh stood out in goosebumps, some of it sexual exhilaration, most of it from cold air.

The cop's heavy balls swung against Lias' sack. The rabbit was less endowed but only just and their balls wobbled and swung with weight enough to make their bodies shift slightly. The Mewtwo leaned over Lias, huffing into the rabbit's silvery white hair, blowing hot breath across his scalp and flaccid ears. "Gonna be popular downtown," the Pokemon huffed. "Oh yes. You're going to be very popular."

"Wait, you're gonna-, what are you gonna do?" Lias asked, bewildered but more than a bit interested. A slut to his core, Lias was always excited by the idea of being fucked even - even if he didn't get to charge for it. His penis dribbled its precum, spurted it against the car. If his paws hadn't been cuffed, he would have masturbated. He settled for grinding against the car.

Tanner snickered. His thrusts quickened. The smack of his hips on the rabbit's ass was repetitious and dry, not traveling far in the frigid night air. "I've got a-," he grunted, shuddered, fell against Lias and ground into the rabbit. "Fuck. I've got a little harem. Some boys like yourself, streetwalkers out fouling up my city. I'm givin' 'em a common goal, that's all." The thrusts resumed quicker than ever. His massive scrotum rocked like a counterweight for his thrusts.

Lias panted hard, blushing, cooing for the cop. He didn't attempt to hide his pleasure. "I'm gonna be in a harem," he murmured, speaking more in awe than dread or worry. "Are you gonna keep fucking me?"

"You're damn right I am," the Mewtwo hissed. He squeezed Lias in muscular arms. His naked, purple cock plunged deep into the rabbit hole, plowing like a piston and bottoming out with every thrust. That the rabbit took so much meat so effortlessly was precisely why Tanner wanted the boy.

The Pokemon buried his meat in the rabbit. He grunted, shuddered. His muscles tensed, balls throbbed. He brayed as he came, shooting thick cockslop deep inside of the prostitute. Lias writhed, whining softly. He cooed to the Pokemon, "Ooh-, oh. Oh, that feels good. I'm so used to guys wearing rubbers, I forgot how great it is to just have cum up my ass."

"You're gonna have a lot more of it," huffed Tanner, who ground into Lias as he came. His flesh still felt prickly but no longer cold, not now. He straightened but his gyrating hips stayed close to the boy's colossal rump. His thick fingers kneaded the cheeks. "What do you think, boy? Sounds better than walkin' the streets and freezing your balls off, doesn't it?"

"Sure," Lias giggled. His penis twitched, throbbed, still leaked against the car. His thought about pleading after the Mewtwo came was gone. Now he just wanted to see his harem. Even paying for his college tuition had slipped his mind; Lias thought only of big cock, of cum deep in his big, gay ass.

The Mewtwo pulled out of Lias. An enormous volume of semen gushed out of the rabbit, spilling over his balls before splattering onto the pavement. Soon it looked like a bucket of white paint had been spilled at Lias' feet.

"That's a taste of things to come, boy," the Pokemon said. Lias believed it. And it was true. Every last word of it.