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"N-Nick. . . please."

"I don't remember saying you could talk." chided Nick.

Judy squirmed atop the fox. "But. . . but I."

"Hey, you lost fair and square. You still owe me two more."

"But it's so. . . I feel so. . ."

"And if bunny is good, maybe I might help her out."

Judy gasped. "T-Tongue?"

"Tongue."

Judy shuddered and moaned at the notion of oral stimulation. Her fingers worked furiously at her pussy, jackhammering in and out of her love tunnel, splattering Nick's face with her juices as she brazenly pleasured herself.

The two mammals were lying on Nick's bed, the bunny straddling the fox's chest as she attended to her needy snatch. From his position, Nick had the perfect view of her soft, pink folds, gentling stroking his own, throbbing erection as Judy masturbated openly for him. His chest fur, and a good portion of the bed sheets were soaked with bunny cum, courtesy of the two climaxes Judy had already brought herself to in front of the fox.

Her fingers dug deeper into her snatch, pumping and thrusting wildly. "I'm. . . l'm close, Nick."

Nick propped himself up on his elbows to get a better look. "Is my little bunny going to cum?"

". . . She is!"

"Is she going to squirt for me?"

"She's. . . she's going to squirt ON you."

Nick's paws left his shaft and grasped at Judy's rear, pulling her up his chest, leaving a damp trail in his fur as he brought her pussy closer to his face. His warm breath tickled at her sensitive folds.

"Mmmmm" he moaned. "Let's see that then."

Judy threw her head back, eyes shut tight and face contorted in ecstasy. Pulling her two digits from her pulsating, wet tunnel, she spread her labia inches from Nick's muzzle, strumming rapidly at her clit with her middle finger.

Nick's tongue popped out, giving the bunny's cunt a single lick. "Cum for me."

"OH GOD!"

Judy thrust her crotch forward, smearing her sodden folds across Nick's nose and lips. Her hips gyrated as she continued to spurt tiny droplets of fluid, determined to entice the Fox's tongue out to attend to her burning needs.

"Please, Nick." she pleaded. "Lick me!"

For the next few moments, Nick simply groped and kneaded at her rear, savouring the furry feel of each cheek in his paws. Ignoring the offering directly in front of him, he spread her from behind several times, pulling her apart and exposing her puckered anus to the air. Eventually, Judy's breathing slowed, as did her paw, as she came down from her orgasmic high.

"Mmmm, that feels nice, keep. . . Ahh!"

Pleasure returned like an electric shock as Nick, overcome by the scent of the bunny's crotch, lashed out with his tongue and set to work. His paws pressed against her butt, pulling her up and onto his head as he feverishly ate her out. Judy grasped for his ears, tugging at the furry appendages as she rode his muzzle, rocking her hips back and forth and screaming his name.

"N-N-Nick!"

Judy's pleasure built at an alarming rate. Despite her recent release, her cunt craved more. She humped Nick's face, begging him to lick deeper, to taste her, her thighs clamping tightly about his temples. Her motions spurred him on, forcing his tongue deeper. He licked hungrily, delving his tongue into her folds or flicking it over her clit, each pass bringing Judy closer and closer.

"NICK!!!"

Again, she exploded over the edge, crashing to an even more intense orgasm than before. Her legs shuddered, feet pounding on the bed as her entire nervous system fired, awash with raw, insane pleasure. Her juices, previously so spent, found new life and gushed freely, flooding Nick's maw and dribbling down his cheeks.After several seconds of sheer bliss, Judy collapsed backward, lying end-to-end next to the fox, her face twisted in a goofy, satisfied grin.

Wasting no time, Judy's paws felt their way along Nick's belly until they wrapped about his still rock-hard member.

"Ohhh, does my fox need some attention." she started to stroke gently.

"Easy there, Carrots." chimed Nick, gingerly pushing her paw away. "We're not done with you yet, you still owe me one more."

"What? Sweetheart, that last one counts as two!"

"Oh no it doesn't, one of those was mine. You," he poked her gently in the belly, "still have work to do."

Judy sat back up, wiggling herself down Nick's torso slightly to straddle him just below his pectorals. She rubbed lovingly at his chest.

"Oh, you sly fox." she said, her paws tracing circles in his fur. "Are you trying to get me addicted to jilling myself off in front of you?"

A grin. "Maybe, don't try to tell me that you don't love it."

Judy blushed. "Well. . . it does make me feel. . . sexy and, um. . . like I'm wanted."

"You have no idea," he pulled her head down to his, touching their noses together, "just how much I want you."

"Aww, you can be really sweet sometimes, you know?"

Nick's face split into a wide, smug grin. "It's called a hustle, sweetheart."

Judy slapped playfully at the fox, gasping in mock surprise as her paw was caught mid-swing. The two mammals wrestled for a moment, the bunny squirming and shrieking with delight as Nick's free arm tickled and pinched at her exposed flank, all the while pushing her captive paw lower and lower, toward her crotch.

Slipping it between her thighs.

"D-Dumb fox!" she moaned, already fingering herself. "I'm. . . I'm not g-going to be able to. . . stand. . . after this. . . oohhhhh!"

"In that case," quipped Nick, settling back to enjoy the show, "I guess we'll just have to figure out some fun things to do lying down, won't we?"

---

Bruno slammed his locker shut.

"Stupid kids."

To say he was having a bad day would be an understatement. A bad day was when you lost your car keys, stubbed your toe and cracked your phone screen. Bruno's day had been terrible. Along with the usual shoplifters and graffiti artists, he had had to contend with a toilet stuffed full of bread loaves, courtesy of a couple of reckless teens who found the idea of tormenting him to be so utterly hilarious, they did it on a near daily basis. Of course, he would kick them out of the mall, telling himself that their taunts of 'rent-a-cop' and 'mall piggy' were meaningless. After all, they were just kids, surely they couldn't get to him.

But they did. Day in, day out he would endure, completely unable to respond. There were others, too. Haughty shoppers who saw him as little more than a glorified bellhop, demanding directions or assistance with the most minor of incidents, through to vagrants and drunkards. Bruno had been kicked, spat on, had food thrown at him, been chewed out by his boss in front of shoppers, the list went on. A complete and utter lack of respect, there was no other way to put it.

Gathering the few personal effects he had brought with him, Bruno exited the small change room and made his way across the parking lot to his car.

Working a second job as mall security was hardly the future he envisioned for himself. He had a university degree, damnit! He had worked hard, put in the long hours, the late nights, and for what? Here he was, five years since his graduation, burdened with debt, having to work a second job just to meet his repayments, spending what little free time he had lusting after girls who would never return his affections, or simply retreating into a bottle of cheap malt liquor. At the very least, he had Sundays off, his one day of rest and relaxation before returning to the ZPD on Monday morning. Bruno leaned back in his seat, sighing and rubbing his fingers across the bridge of his nose. He was tired after his early morning shift, and was looking forward to taking the rest of the day easy.

He had just started the engine when his cell phone buzzed loudly in his pocket.

"Yeah?"

<Bruno! You finished yet?>

The wolf instantly recognised the voice of his boss, a rather grumpy polar bear who liked to micro-manage nearly every aspect of his subordinates working day.

"Yeah, boss, just on my way home now."

<Well, cancel that, I need you to fill in for me at Nathaniel's pawn shop over in Sahara Square!>

"What?"

<You hear me, the usual guy called in sick, you're all I've got left.>

"So I was your last choice, huh?"

<Look, this isn't negotiable, you'll get overtime, so quit your yammering and get your tail over there, now!>

The line went dead before Bruno could respond. He stared at the phone in his paws for a few moments before hurling it against the dashboard.

"Goddamnit!"

---

Savanna Central was busy on any given day, but the weekend saw it truly come to life. The central hub of the city, it was replete with glistening facades shining in the sunlight and wide, open promenades. It was the place where mammals of all shapes and sizes congregated to enjoy life; eating, shopping and meeting with friends and family. The usual sea of business suits had been replaced by a staggering array of brightly coloured outfits, ranging from the modest yet classic jeans and t-shirt combo, through a variety of stylish pieces of activewear, all the way to outlandish and showy attire.

And then there was Judy.

Judy Hopps; officer of the Zootopia Police Department, responsible adult and evolved mammal, bounced her way along the sidewalk, dressed in Nick's twenty year old Junior Ranger Scouts uniform. She smiled and laughed, waving to a nearby group of kits as they passed by, her ears held high and fluffy little tail twitching.

"Come on, silly Fox! I never get to come here outside of work!" Judy bounded up to Nick, taking his right arm in her paws and hugging it to her chest. "Live a little!"

The two mammals continued onward, arms locked together, making their way down a long row of specialty shops. Stores selling clothing and apparel, home appliances, jewelry and electronics were among the many options available to those who spent their weekends here. Judy marveled at the variety of items on sale, pausing from time to time to point something out to the fox, exclaiming happily how she had 'always wanted one' or 'never even knew that they made them.'

"You really love this place, don't you?" said Nick, allowing himself to be dragged along by the hyperactive bunny.

"Of course I do, Zootopia is amazing! We only had a general store and hardware shop back in Bunnyburrow. We had to wait until the fair if we wanted to buy ourselves anything fancy!" She bumped her hips into Nick a few times, a habit she had picked up recently.

Nick leaned down a little, whispering in her ear. "So where did naughty little bunnies go when they needed to buy panties?"

"Hey!" Judy released her grip on Nick, her paws shooting to her rear, covering some imagined shame.

Nick grinned. "You were the one who was happy to go commando in those shorts."

"And you," she jabbed Nick in his chest, "were the one who ruined my underwear in the first place."

"I didn't hear any complaints from you at the time, besides," Nick flicked the small red scarf up into Judy's face, "you just look so damn cute in that!"

Judy leaned up and pecked Nick on the cheek. "Don't I just!"

The bunny twirled about, showing off the uniform in front of Nick. Despite being a fit for the fox when he was just a kit, the olive green outfit was, if anything, a little loose on Judy's lithe frame. The shirt hung limp, though it was a little tight about her bust, while the baggy shorts almost completely covered the curve of her hips, giving her a distinctly boyish look. From a distance, she might look like a genuine member of the Junior Ranger Scouts, sans cap, although such an illusion was useless in so public a place. No-one would be fooled, not that anyone seemed to care. After the brief display, she returned to Nick's side.

"You should be thankful that you've got such a cute little girlfriend who is willing to play dressups for you!"

"G-G-Girlfriend?" Nick's heart jumped into his throat. The nature of their relationship was something he simply hadn't considered up until this point, either out of neglect or refusal. Clearly, there was something between the two mammals they'd barely been able to keep their paws off each other since the end of their shift the previous day, but what exactly that might be, he was yet to decide. However, Judy seemed nonplussed; she had simply stated facts; they were a couple. A pair of young mammals who had met, liked what they saw and then fucked each other senseless. They weren't the first interspecies couple, and they certainly wouldn't be the last, even if the rabbit-fox pairing was a little on the unusual side.

"Of course, dumb fox, what did you think we were?"

"Friends?"

Judy stopped in her tracks, pouting a little and placing her paws on her hips. "Sweetheart, friends don't pin you to the kitchen bench and then ravish you with their tongue."

"With benefits?" Nick shrugged.

"Nick. . ." she grabbed at his arm again. "Everyone back in Bunnyburrow expected me to grow up, find a nice, boring buck, settle down, raise a few hundred kids and generally live the same life as everyone else. I'm not letting THIS one go."

Nick pulled her in close, using his other paw to rub gently between her ears. "You only just caught me, we haven't known each other for that long, at least not like this. Don't you want to take things a little slower?"

"Really? You know, for such a sly fox, you really aren't all that good at reading people. Just because I'm some little bunny girl from the country, doesn't mean I'm going to melt like butter in your arms and tell you to be gentle and slow."

She wiggled her hips at him, making a few mocking puppy-dog-eye faces at him. "Oh please, be gentle, big bad foxy! It's my first time!"

Nick rolled his eyes at Judy's facetious display. "I'm just trying to be considerate, I know how emotional you bunnies get."

"Relax!" her smile returned. "There are no rules for this sort of thing, not that you were ever much for rules. I like you and you like me, let's just have fun, okay?"

"What about work? You know the rules about fraternisation."

Judy's smile lessened slightly, her ears drooping a little as she spoke. "What we do in our own time is none of Bogo's business. As long as you keep your tricky little paws to themselves while we're on duty, everything should be fine."

Nick folded his arms, feigning offense. "My paws? Excuse me, little miss can't-be-satisfied, you seemed awfully eager over in the Rainforest District yesterday."

Judy blushed. "H-hey! You kissed me first!"

"So you do that to anyone who gives you a little kiss." said Nick, a sly grin spreading across his face as he leaned in closer.

"What? No! Look, that was. . . my first time, okay? Can't we just keep that, you know, between ourselves?" her voice trailed off a little as she mumbled the last few words.

Nick's grin turned to a genuine smile. "Sure thing, Carrots."

"Great! Let's go shopping!"

The pair continued their way down the sidewalk, receiving the occasional double-take from passers by, with Nick being perhaps a little quieter than usual. Was he ready for this? The few romantic conquests he had had in the past, well, none of them had worked out, and he had been left a little hurt, and perhaps a little jaded. Still, looking at Judy, he felt nothing but affection, a desire to make her happy, to protect her.

Something worth the risk of getting hurt all over again.

---

Bruno's car clattered into the parking lot of the run down strip mall. Zootopia was generally a well-kept city, clean and free from the ghettos that plagued other parts of the animal world., though there were still problem spots. Sahara Square was known for being one of the more difficult areas to live, and as such, afforded cheaper property and rent than the more desirable districts. As expected, and somewhat unfortunately, this lead to the majority of Zootopia's working class making this their home, regardless of whether the climate agreed with them or not.

"You're late!"

The owner of the pawn shop, a disgusting and disagreeable tiger by the name of Nathaniel, greeted him as he stepped out of his vehicle. The shop was one of the few in the area that would be open late, in order to cater to the type of mammal that might seek the services of a less-than-reputable second hand goods dealer. Naturally, this necessitated having some manner of private security on hand.

"I know, traffic."

Nathaniel brushed his excuse aside with a wave of his huge, striped paw. "Tell it to your boss, I want half an hour free service, you expect me to pay for you to drive?"

Bruno had to stifle a growl. Compared to this, the treatment he received at the mall was first class. Still, he was stuck with this shift, and had to make the best of it. The extra money would be welcome, and it was seldom that anyone caused trouble; Nathaniel's pawn shop was so lacking in both quality merchandise and petty cash that it was simply not worth robbing. At this point, it was still early afternoon, and there was little for the wolf to do except stand around and look dangerous.

"Goddamnit."

---

Judy and Nick were greeted by a bubbly, well-dressed squirrel girl as they entered the store. A relatively upmarket establishment compared to where he typically shopped, though still within his price range. Claws and Collars - Small and Medium Mammal catered to a wide range of types, those looking for relaxed casual wear, something stylish to wear out at night. . .

. . . Or panties.

"Hi there!" exclaimed the excited shop attendant, bouncing a little on the spot, "Welcome to Claws and Collars! How can I. . . Oh, I'm sorry sir, we don't serve foxes here."

His reaction almost automatic, and showing no signs of any response beyond a slight shrug of the shoulders, Nick turned around and strolled for the exit, paws in his pockets.

"What do you mean you don't. . . hey, Nick!" Judy scooted backward, grabbing the fox by his arm and hauling him back towards the squirrel girl.

She huffed a little. "What do you mean you don't serve foxes here?"

"Judy, it's fine. . ."

She shot a look upward at Nick. "No it's not!"

"I'm sorry, sir, ma'am," continued the attendant, "but it's company policy, we don't stock items for, um, predators."

"So?" retorted Judy. "I'm the one who wants to buy something, surely you have bunny items?"

The squirrel shifted nervously on the spot. "We do, but. . . Ma'am we don't allow mammals in the store unless they're customers or a member of the customer's family. Please understand that there are privacy concerns for those who might be trying on clothes."

"Well that's fine then, he's my boyfriend!"

Nick felt the heat rising in his cheeks. Hearing it from her was one thing, and though it did sound nice, having such a statement blurted out in public like that made him feel rather uneasy.

The squirrel's eyes darted between the two, sizing up both Judy and her alleged boyfriend. "Hmmm. . . are you sure? You're dressed pretty weird, is this some sort of joke?"

"What. . . now listen here y. . ."

Nick stepped forward, pushing Judy behind him and pulling out his wallet. "I'm sorry about this, look, here's my ID, I'm just here to buy something nice for my fr. . . my girlfriend to wear. I'm sure everything will be alright."

The squirrel took the card from Nick's paw, reading over it carefully, occasionally glaring up at him with suspicious eyes.

"Seems alright, I'll just go ahead and take a copy of this. You two. . . feel free to look around, but don't disturb the other customers.'

Nick and Judy watched as she darted behind the counter, slamming Nick's ID card into a copy machine.

"Pffft, what other customers.."

Surprisingly for a weekend, the store was very nearly empty. A few mammals, some alone, some with partners, sauntered about, casually browsing items and chatting with the floor staff. More than a few pairs of eyes, mostly staff, were fixed upon Nick. I didn't bother him all that much; he was used to such treatment.

Judy, however, seemed to take exception. "Don't mind them."

Leading him onward, the pair made their way through the store, walked past a multitude of aisles, each marked with its respective mammal and body type. The store seemed to have been ordered from largest to smallest, and the rabbit clothing section was located up the back, far from the windows. Nick assumed the larger, flashier items made for better window shopping.

"Ohhh, look at all the cute clothes!" Judy's cheerful mood had suddenly returned, and she hopped happily along the aisle, eyeing up each clothing display, pointing out a blouse or skirt here and there, begging Nick to buy it for her, or at least let her try it on.

"Calm down, Carrots, we're just here you get you some underwear." he said, talking as a stern father would to a child.

"And a blouse, you popped all my buttons, remember!"

"Okay. . . one blouse."

Judy set about selecting a range of garments from the racks, frilly frocks and blouses, cute little tank tops and a good number rather. . . suggestive pairs of panties and bra. Grinning widely at nick with armful of apparel, she hurried her way towards the changing rooms, the fox in tow. Located as they were in the rabbit clothing section, Nick rather stood out, and elicited a surprised gasp or two from several other lapine shoppers. He simply smiled and shrugged, still following his partner as she hopped up to the change room counter.

"I'd like to try these on, please."

The attendant, another squirrel, though perhaps a little older and more stern in demeanor, ran her paw through the pile of clothing. She paid special attention to the underwear, her upturned nose suggesting that she did not approve of some of Judy's more risque choices.

"Very well." she said, in a slightly haughty voice. "Please keep your own underwear on when trying on the store's inventory. If you have any problems. . . .do not hesitate to call for assistance."

"Thanks, I'll be just. . . "

"Oh." she interrupted, waving her paw a Nick. "The fox can wait outside."

"His name is Nick!"

"Whatever you might call him, I won't have him in the store by himself. Shoo!"

"But, we already went over this with the girl out front!"

The attendant placed her hands on her hips. "I know you did, and you were told he could stay in the store as long as he remained with you. You're going into the change room, and unless you plan to take him in there with you, he's going to have to leave."

Her smug grinned suggested she believed she had finally found a way to evict the predator from the store. Judy called her bluff.

"Fine!" she said, tugging Nick towards a changing booth, "He'll be coming in with me!"

"I. . . wait!" Nick's protests went unheeded as he was ushered through the changing room and into a booth at the very end. Pulling the curtains behind her, Judy deposited her pile of clothing on the booth's small bench and sat down with a huff.

"Carrots," started Nick, sitting down beside her, "We can always shop somewhere else, the department store lets anyone in, and they're cheaper."

"That's not the point." replied Judy. "I don't see why you have to. . . bah, forget it. We're here now, might as well buy something. Despite their attitude, they've got some pretty nice stuff."

Judy held up one of the pieces of lingerie in her paws, a rather seductive looking number, black and lacy, with very little fabric to cover one's shame. Nick's imagination instantly kicked in, picturing his cute little bunny parading herself about his apartment wearing it. She would rub her thighs together and she walked slowly and seductively towards him, voicing her eagerness, telling him how ready she was, ready to. . .

"Like it?"

Judy had caught his stare, and had narrowed her eyes on him, all the while holding the thong panties in her outstretched paw.

"Would you like me to try this on first?" her voice carried a slightly suggestive, playful tone.

"It's your choice, Carrots." replied Nick, settling himself back. "You're the one who has to wear them."

"I know, but you're the one who is going to see them."

Without waiting for a response, Judy slid up to Nick, standing directly in front of him, paws on her waist. Slowly, she started to gyrate her hips, sensually swaying them back and forth, the action loosening the ranger scout shorts and allowing them to slip over her hips and down her legs. As they caught on her tail, she assisted them the remainder of the distance with her paws, rubbing at her furred thighs as she did so. Turning about, Judy pushed them all the way down to the ground, bending over and lifting her tail for Nick, giving him a glorious eyeful of her honeypot. With a giggle, she straightened herself back up, shooting her vulpine boyfriend a mischievous look over her shoulder.

"Is this something you've done before, foxy? Snuck into the girls change rooms?"

Nick started to pant as Judy continued, simply forgetting to respond to her playful quip. The shirt followed in similar fashion to the shorts, with the bunny unfastening each button, one at a time, bringing her firm, pert breasts into view, before tossing it aside. Stark naked, she posed in front of him, striking her hips out in a few different directions, showing off her curves, before again twirling about to select two different bra from the clothing pile behind her.

"Well?" she began, covering her bust with each bra in turn. "Which one do you think?"

"I think I prefer you like this."

Judy stuck her tongue out at Nick. After a brief period of consideration, she settled on the black pair, the ones that matched the panties that she had held up earlier. With a slightly awkward jiggle, she clipped them behind her back and positioned each of her breasts within the cups. A few quick bounces up and down confirmed their comfort, as well as Nick's steadily increasing arousal.

"Wow, Judy, you should get those!"

"Really? You're paying, so why not!"

Next, she picked up the panties, stepping into them before pausing, looking sheepishly at Nick.

"I know I'm not supposed to do this, but if you're certainly we're going to buy. . . "

Ignoring the store rules, she pulled the black, lacy underwear up her legs, settling it against her naked crotch. A few quick snaps of the band and she adjusted the fabric about her hips, settling it just below her tail.

"Ohhh, this feels really nice!" she jiggled her hips a little, enjoying the feeling of the smooth material sliding over her fur as she moved. The backstrap rode very slightly in between her cheeks, prominently accentuating her rump. Of all this though, it was the sensation of the smooth fabric against her folds that excited her the most. It thrilled her to know that she could enjoy this with Nick watching, sharing this lewd little display with him.

"Does my fox like it?"

By now, Nick was openly panting. He didn't know why, but the sight of this sexy bunny in front of him, clad in suggestive underwear and gyrating gently, was almost more exciting than seeing her naked. So very little was covered, leaving so little to the imagination. He could see her lower lips pressed against the crotch of the panties, the line between them clearly visible. The rear left almost nothing wanting, the line of the thong tracing its way up before disappearing under her tail.

"Carrots. . . turn around for me, I think we need to make. . . extra sure that it fits."

Judy giggled at the suggestion, pulling her paws to her chest and slowly pivoting on the spot. She brought her legs together and jutted her rump backwards, almost bringing it into contact with Nick's muzzle. For good measure, she flicked his nose with her tail, giving him a healthy dose of her feminine scent in the process.

"Is everything alright back there, Nick? Does it fit me nicely?"

The response to her question came in the form of Nick's paws sliding up the back of her legs and cupping her buttocks. With a gentle squeeze, he parted the cheeks, playing with each one in turn as he admired the view now offered to him. Judy's mouth fell open, a tiny, cute gasp escaping her lips.

"Hmmm, I think we might need to have a closer look." he said, his own voice now heavy with desire.

"Okay then. . . like this?"

Judy widened her stance and leaned forward, her paws falling to her knees to support herself. In this position, her buttocks raised up, exposing her panty-clad crotch to the fox. The scent he had previously inhaled intensified, now emanating directly from the source.

"Oh yes." he drooled. "Like that. . . let's see here. . . "

Nick ran his paws up and under, brushing the inside of her thighs and caressing gently up the front of her pubic mound, though avoiding direct contact.

"I. . . I really want to see. . . "

His paws wandered further, their movements now bolder, more direct. Nick ran his thumbs up and under her crotch, tracing along the very edges of the panties, sensually rubbing, feeling her fur in her most intimate place, silky smooth like nowhere else on her body.

"N-Nick." she panted, clearly getting caught up in the moment. "We're. . . in a. . . store. . ."

"So? Screw them. If they think foxes are so nasty, maybe I should give them a real reason."

Judy shut her eyes, pushing herself further back. Her rear end was now all but mashed against Nick's face, a mere few inches separating her heated desire from his hungry, dripping maw.

Nick's fingers dipped under the edge of the underwear, directly over Judy's sex, pulling them slowly to the side. "I bet they think that. . . foxes. . . eat. . . bunnies. . . "

Judy had to clamp her paws over her mouth to stop herself screaming in pure bliss as Nick's long, slick tongue found her folds. He licked up, teasing his organ along her folds, sending shudders through her tiny body. He followed up the first lick with another, this time concentrating on the other side, repeating the motion and eliciting another round on minor convulsions from the bunny.

"Nick. . . what if we're. . . OH SWEET CH-"

"Ma'am, is everything alright in there?" the voice of the attendant caught her off guard, interrupting her sultry moans.

"Y-yes. . . all. . . g. . . I'm fine!" she managed to force out, her voice trembling and whimpering as she fought to contain the pleasure.

"Just let me know if you need anything, ma'am."

Nick waited until the attendant's footsteps had disappeared before diving forward again. This time, his tongue ran directly up the centre of her snatch, first dipping a little into her tunnel, then parting her folds with it's delicate, sensual warmth, and finally flicking her clit.

"Nick. . . we c-can't. . . we'll be. . . oh. . . caught."

Nick removed his already bunny-juice-stained muzzle from Judy's snatch, grinning in smug satisfaction. "Well then, we best be quick about it."

"Ohhh. . . just go! Make me cum!"

Nick happily obliged, adding two of his fingers to the mix as he ate the bunny out from behind. His tongue worked wonders against her needy pussy, slurping and probing, sliding itself between her labia, tasting and drinking her essence, and suckling gently at her clit. Her juices started to flow, staining the panties and dripping onto the changing room floor. Nick did he all to lap them up, but succeeded only in spreading them further, both across his own muzzle and over Judy's crotch.

"Ohhh, forget the tongue! Just. . . use your fingers!"

Reluctantly, Nick removed his muzzle from the delicious treat he had been so thoroughly enjoying and set to work. Standing up, he wrapped one of his arms about Judy's shoulders, forcing her into the wall of the change room, pressing his body into hers. It was perhaps a little rough, but they were in a hurry. His other paw shot downward, his middle two digits curling between her legs from behind and sinking into her searing, wet tunnel.

"Go. . . finger me, Nick!"

Nick pumped his paw furiously, not caring for the wet, obscene sounds now emanating from the changing booth. His fingers pistoned in and out of Judy's pussy, his paw pads rubbing her clit as he did so, bringing the bunny closer and closer to release.

"NICK! NICK! NI. . . mmmpphhff!"

His unoccupied paw slid up, clamping tightly about Judy's mouth, stifling her screams lest she again alert the attendant. His other paw continued unabated, masturbating the now retrained bunny freely and wantonly, not pausing or letting up, not for anything. Within seconds, he felt the walls of her sex start to spasm, clamping down tightly upon his fingers, the pressure coming in waves. Nick sped up, blasting her cunt with his digits for the few final seconds it took to send her over the edge.

"MMMPPPHPRRFF!!"

Judy's entire body seized up in Nick's arms as she came hard from his attentions. Convulsing and screaming fruitlessly against his paw, her hips bucked and shuddered, humping every last drop of pleasure from his still moving paw. For a few further, agonising seconds, Nick continued his ministrations, watching Judy's eyes glaze over, rolling back in her skull as the pleasure overtook her completely. A few final thrusts and he removed his paw, his fur now thoroughly soaked with her liquids. A few licks and he cleaned himself off, watching Judy recovering on the floor of the booth, the crotch of the panties having slipped back in place to cover her.

She grinned up at him. "I really can't take you anywhere, can I?"

"Hey, you were the one who said we should have fun."

"I did. . . I did."

After a brief rest, the two mammals gathered up the untested clothing, Judy removing the freshly-soaked panties and again slipping into the ranger uniform.

"So." asked Nick. "Am I buying you this one?"

"Well, seeming as you like it so much, why not two pairs. I'd like a purple one too!"

Acquiescing to her request, he followed her out of the booth, walking past the still suspicious attendant and onto the shop floor. The scent of his sexual conquest still filled his nose, boosting his confidence. He walked with an almost arrogant swagger, nonchalantly picking out a purple pair of the same lingerie and stepping up to the cashier, Judy tailing closely behind.

Without a care in the world, he deposited both pairs on the counter, one fresh, one utterly soaked with bunny love juice.

"Just those two, thanks."

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Finally, it was over. Nathaniel was closing up, locking the barred front door and securing the displays back in their cabinet. The evening had passed without excitement, save for a particularly snarky customer who was unhappy with the price offered for his ageing cassette player. He had insisted that the item was a classic, and would be worth a huge amount to a collector. Nathaniel, for all his failings, was a shrewd businessman and saw through the deception, offering him a measly ten dollars and a validation of his parking ticket. A few choice insults later, and Bruno had had to politely, but firmly, ask the mammal to leave.

Otherwise, it had been the same grind it always was, and Bruno was exhausted.

The tiger didn't even bother to give the wolf a courtesy wave as he left, instead simply slamming the roller shutters down and leaving Bruno inside the store. It was his job to lock the rear display cabinets and exit out the back door, but from time to time he would linger, browsing through some of the more valuable items, occasionally slipping one or two into his pocket. While typically clued in, the very nature of Nathaniel's business meant that accurate record keeping wasn't always entirely within the best financial interests of the establishment. Sometimes, products would appear out of nowhere, fallen out of someone's pocket or off the back of a truck. Other times, they went missing.

Bruno was admiring the wristwatches behind the counter when something caught his eye. A small shelf, tucked away towards the back of the shop, behind a few larger boxes of miscellaneous goods. He knew that Nathaniel typically kept items of a more dubious nature back there, or at least those that weren't suitable for public display. Magazines, videos and posters of the more. . . suggestive variety. On any other day, and Bruno wouldn't bother, but today, well, he'd had a bad day, what was the harm of a peek?

Walking casually over, he thumbed through the dusty cases on the shelf. Some had very clearly not been touched for a good while. Most of it was fairly vanilla, the typical filth you might sell to overly enthusiastic high school kids who hadn't yet discovered the plethora of material available online, there was the occasional choice piece. A vintage item, or something of a very particular fetish. Pulling a few DVD boxes from the shelves, Bruno turned them over in his paws, admiring the covers.

Nothing noteworthy, and nothing to his tastes.

He was about to leave, flicking through the final few items when something again flashed up at him. At first, he didn't know why it had stuck out at him, aside from perhaps the colour. Closer inspection revealed it to be a particularly kinky and saucy video of a very particular variety.

"Damn, Nathaniel, who knew you kept such. . . " his voice caught in his throat as he turned the case over. Starting up at him was a face, a face he recognised, a face he knew all too well.

". . . smut?"

Bruno nearly dropped the case. He didn't know whether to laugh, yell or shout out in disbelief. This couldn't be real, surely?

It was unmistakable though, he knew it.

Bruno grinned. "Oh, you sly, sly fox. . . "