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I'm a 26 year old intersex Lion, 6'4" 226 pounds of buff jacked Lion. Blond mane and tail tuft. Sapphire Blue eyes. Tawny Gold fur, and big foot paws. I work out 3 times a week in the evenings after work. But I am not a body builder just toned and somewhat buff.

I inherited $400 Million and the big house I grew up in from my beloved Lion Grandfather when he died. But I own and run an upscale non chain coffee bar and bakery that is very successful. My name is Claude Lyons II.

We get a lot of clients from the office buildings that neighbor my shop. My shop is literally the only non skyscraper for blocks around with a small driveway/alley along the side for deliveries. It was an old fast food restaurant that went bankrupt. I had it converted to a coffee shop bakery with minimal cost. And I have a dozen animals that work for me. Mostly counter help and baristas. To my surprise, I seem to be a good boss as my employees are fairly happy and loyal to this place. It is unusual as it has a take out counter and a diner style counter with stools where animals can sit and eat and drink and talk to each other if they want to. I have a guy who comes in at night and cleans the floors, counters and stools after we close.

I've heard the term 'office sheep' but thought it to be a cliché until opening this coffee shop. A fair portion (40%) of the office workers that come from the neighboring buildings are Sheep or Goats. Mostly female but some really hot males too. Granted most of the higher ups are mostly large, dominant species. More mixed species though.

We are open from 6AM until 6PM, long days potentially but I have an Assistant Manager who works the hours I don't. Either 6AM to 2PM or 10AM to 6M. Monday thru Saturday. My Assistant Manager, Joe Thompson is an intersex Gazelle and he's a good friend of mine. Taller, and thinner than me. With long pseudo-spiral horns that are pointed at the top. He has bright Golden eyes. And an easy going, relaxed personality. A contrast to my somewhat fiery Leonine personality.

Most of the baking of pastries I do on the 3 days I come in at 5:45AM. I bake a mix of pastries, mostly Breakfast pastries, but recently I have branched out into savory Lunch items and/or egg, meat Breakfast pastries. They seem to be very popular as well as the vegetarian savory ones.

Unlike me, Joe is still a virgin. I lost mine during my short sojourn in College, a multi-colored Angora Goat who was a friend of mine got me stoned on pot and seduced me on his dorm room bed. It was hot and I came several times before he emptied those huge, low hanging Goat balls into my cunt. Leaving my pussy awash in gooey White Angora Goat sperm. Very fertile Goat sperm at that, but I wouldn't find that out for 3 months. We'd fuck daily until I woke up puking one Saturday morning 3 months later. The College run clinic verified that I was pregnant with a little Angora Goat in my belly. James and I debated what to do for a week until one morning I woke up a mess, I had miscarried it in my sleep. James wanted nothing to do with me after that and I stopped letting guys fuck me for a year or two until I discovered contraceptive foam, since hormonally based birth control methods don't work on intersex animals, something about our odd mix of male and female hormones.

Contraceptive foam isn't convenient, needing to be squirted into my uterus 5 minutes before fucking but it beats the alternative of unwanted pregnancy.

Joe just wants to wait for 'the right one' to give his virginity to. Old fashioned, yes, but my sordid history gives me no right to judge him. He's happy at least as happy as I am. And he's seen my troubles with 'dating'. It's difficult enough to find guys who'll accept a Lion cuntman to date and fuck.

For instance, I just broke up with my my recent boyfriend, a big, buff Lion carpenter who had progressed from being mildly dominant in bed to being very controlling overall. We fought bad as he wanted me to stop using contraception and let him knock me up and put his kittens in my belly not caring if I was ready to have kittens yet. He actually told me it was his right to decide when we would breed. He wouldn't budge so I left, telling him he could go breed himself and slammed his door on my way out.o

In a fit of Leonine temper I blocked his number on my Moto G Power phone. And drove home in my Mercedes EQS 580 electric sedan vowing to forget him. He came into my shop 2 days later and I refused to talk to him. Livid he stalked out and never tried to contact me again. Good riddance as far as I was concerned. Just because I have a pussy doesn't mean I won't stand up for myself.

Joe watched him try to argue with me with a smug look on his face, and later asked me why I put up with him. Only to blush and get embarrassed when I told him that he had a huge, many barbed Feline cock and was good with it. And would make me cum 15 to 20 times per fuck leaving me unable to stand for several minutes after he was done in me. My still tingling cunt sloppy with Lion sperm and cunt juices.

I decide to take a break from dating men and just buy a good dildo, but never get around to buying one. A new customer starts coming in a bit before 9AM daily. He's a big Ram, or more precisely a Rocky Mountain Bighorn Sheep. Tall, 6'10" and about 350 pounds. With Azure Blue eyes like deep pools you could get lost in. Sleek Tan fur and Dark Brown curved horns that curled around on themselves.

Big cloven hooves and big hands. Deep voice and always well spoken. I hate to admit he has a commanding presence and makes my pussy wet just talking to him.

Apparently, it's a not uncommon response to Alec Marshall's major masculine presence, as he affects Joe that way and the female Sheep and Goats who are here when he comes here sigh in unison and watch him intently while he's here. He mostly ignores them. Joe swears he's flirting with me, but I disagree. But I have to admit he's got a really hot Ovine musk radiating off of him. Mary Jane, my usual main cashier, calls him 'sex on two cloven hooves'.

Although that changes on one August Friday night as we're closing up. I look out our side window and he is standing by my car, literally transfixed by it. I don't usually park it in the alley, but I did this morning as I needed to bring some supplies from a local store with me when I came in. He's still there as I lock up, and I walk over to my car. "This car is yours?" he asks sounding awed. I nod yes, "It's fucking beautiful, you're lucky to have it" he says calming down. "Other than my big house, which I inherited, it's my only real indulgence" I say proudly. His hand is on my shoulder now. Before I can say another word, he puts his hand on the back of my head mane and pulls me into a deep kiss. A sideways muzzles, full of passion, lovers kiss. I'm too stunned to speak. He's pressing his body and big hard cock into my belly. A part of me though, isn't too stunned to react as my pussy is leaking like a broken water pipe. Alec's hand is now down the front of my pants. "I smelled it first we met and have been burning to get inside of it" he moans gently. I'm ready to go down on my back right here in the alley and put out. "Open your store and I'll take you in there" he growls. I make sure my car is still locked and take my keys and go open the store. Alec has his arm around my waist and we go in.

I try to take him into the back but he pushes me on my back onto the diner counter and pulls my jeans and shirt off while shucking off his suit. Alec is really buff and gorgeous bodied. He's looking at my nude body and grinning. "You're so beautiful of a Lion cuntman naked" he growls softly. He leans down and starts eating my pussy out lustily and wetly and all I can do is whimper and grab his big horns as I explode in orgasm squirting my heated cunt juices on his muzzle. "Heh, not only easy to get to cum, but a fucking squirter to boot" he laughs. He starts sucking and mouthing my clit as I pull his hips up on the counter and deep throat his 18" Ram prick. As we lustily 69 on top of the counter. I roar as I cum yet again trying not to bite his huge cock as I take it back down my throat. He's finger fucking me now and I can hardly breathe thru my violent orgasm. Alec pulls out of my throat and moves his body around and shoves up me so hard it takes my breath away. I whimper as he plows me hard and fast while deep kissing me. I can't stop cumming on that big, fat Sheep prick. But I have a vague feeling that I have forgotten something, something important in fact. But lost in our ecstatic fucking I can't remember what I am forgetting.

I roar in an orgasm so blinding I fight passing out as I feel Alec tensing up on top of me and I can no longer feel those huge Sheep balls thwacking my lower cunt lips. Alec lets out a loud bleat/roar and gushes his fertile Sheep sperm up my cervix into my vulnerable, needy womb. Suddenly I remember what I forgot, my contraceptive foam. Way too late as I can feel Alec's virile Ram swimmers racing for an egg. As I cramp up I realize they found and fertilized at least one, and I'll soon be pregnant with Alec's little Lamb son. Being fathered by a male my offspring will always be male. As we both have XY chromosomes to give our offspring.

Alec is relaxed and sweaty and ecstatic. I try to figure out how to tell him he's soon be a Daddy and he sniffs me hard and laughingly calls me Mommy. I sheepishly explain that I forgot to use my foam. Alec tells me he planned on breeding me soon anyway.

We are surprised by the older Cougar who cleans up and quickly get off the counter and dress. Chuck laughs and tells me he'll be sure to clean the counter thoroughly. I blush and we leave Chuck to his work and we get in my car and drive home. I m surprised to see a strange car other than Joe's in the driveway and when we go in. Edward, my Red Fox butler tells me that Joe has company. We soon hear the sounds of loud rutting coming from Joe's bedroom and typically me I go right in. And am surprised to see a huge, slightly older Elk on top of Joe fucking his lights out. We back out of the room and go fuck in my bedroom. By the end of the weekend Joe is just as pregnant as I am. On Tuesday, Alec and I and Joe and his Bob get married. By the end of the week some of the office females are giving me nasty looks especially when Alec comes in kissing me and isn't getting charged for coffee. And at the new nameplate on the wall with my new name, Claude Marshall, owner, proprietor.

Alec Jr is the first of 6 baby Lamb sons Alec breeds into me. Joe and Bob have 5 fawns 3 Elk and 2 Gazelles. And we are all happy now.