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Yax looked up from his magazine when he heard the door open. "Welcome to Mystic Springs Oasis, how can I-" he began his laconic greeting before he saw who had come in. A big grin spread across his face when he said, "Felix! Back again already?"

There was a tall, fat raccoon that had entered, almost as big as Yax himself and twice as heavy, with a noticeable belly. He smiled and waved as he returned Yax's greeting. "Yeah, work's really been picking up lately."

"Third client this week," Yax said with a nod. "Well, your private spot should be all cleaned up from last time. Go right on back, and I'll send your lucky lady on in when she gets here."

Felix was already undressing. "Thanks," he said as he headed past Yax and handed him his clothes. "Keep an eye on these, will ya? I appreciate it," he said.

Yax took the pile of clothes and replied, "Hey, we appreciate your business!"

Without a hint of shame in the world Felix opened up the massive double doors into the naturist resort that was the Mystic Springs Oasis. There, he could see several animals enjoying the bright, sunny day outside. Nangi was leading her yoga classes, and Felix was surprised the massive, chunky elephant woman could stretch her thighs so far, although she certainly showed off every inch of her thick body well as she did. A big buffalo was getting a massage, his saggy junk shoved through a hole in the table similar to his head. And a group of fit, busty lionesses were bathing in the hot springs, eyeing up Felix before giving him a wave with their fingers, sitting up to show off their assets.

Felix just waved back with an easygoing grin. He was used to it. In Zootopia, most animals tended to be thin or fit, and the only "big" guys were often too big, being animals like hippos, elephants, or bears. Felix, though, had it all: a pair of broad shoulders that led down to a heavy torso, with noticeable moobs and a big brown belly, all with a generous helping of dusty-colored chest hair. His arms were thick and chubby like his thighs, and he had a big, bubbly butt to boot. And certainly the lionesses noticed how thick his manhood was as well; even soft, it was clearly above average in size, but especially in thickness, looking like a hefty sausage that slapped at his loins. Even his balls looked soft and plump, nestled in an untrimmed bush of pubes that ran up his belly in a fluffy treasure trail.

His look said a lot of things to the animals of Zootopia: he was strong and clever enough to be healthy and well fed, he had solid genes, he was a virile male, and that he could have any female he wanted. The herbivores saw him as a protector and alpha male, while the predators couldn't help but think of him as a tasty "morsel" that they wanted to sample. The females couldn't help but see Felix as irresistible, and even the males couldn't help but feel a natural inclination to submit before the larger male, and wanted to get a taste of what they viewed as true masculinity. He was a fantasy, a sex symbol, a total stud.

So, naturally, that's what he did for work. After discovering how strong the demand for his body was, Felix had decided to put himself out to stud, got himself a membership at the Oasis, and started charging clients by the hour for his time. He was surprised by the eagerness, but also by the ways that males and females of all kinds behaved around him. It seemed like their greatest fantasies were to be beneath him, to feel his hefty body, to feed him and pamper him, to submit to and be dominated by him... Not that he was complaining.

By now, it felt like the raccoon had stumbled his way to the top by pure luck. Even Zootopia's elite wanted him, and he was booked solid for months by his usual clientele and those who could afford him. But he didn't remove his online ad or raise his rates, making sure that anybody who wanted a piece of him could get it. And it seemed the more clients he took, the more his reputation spread. And that was how Felix had become one of the most successful, well-known, and most underground prostitutes in the entire city.

But those lionesses would have to wait. He was basically on the clock, and he didn't want to spoil his "appetite" before his client arrived. Letting them get a look at the goods couldn't hurt, though. He didn't know if they were on his waiting list or not, but given how often he came to the resort, he was certain they had seen him before. Of course, he could always enjoy them off the clock, but Felix put a lot of energy into his work, making sure he was entirely spent after a session. There would be time enough for those lionesses, and anybody else who wanted him. Eventually.

As he headed toward the back, the feeling of eyes engrossed with his body faded. He stepped into an Indian-themed hallway, tiled and colorful, that eventually led to his private "oasis." It was higher up and very natural-looking, a natural spring that cascaded down into one of the waterfalls of the main courtyard. However, the room was like a penthouse, with the spring water slowly flowing through one of the smooth walls. A few carved spaces in the walls served as windows, and leafy, potted trees gave some cover from prying eyes. However, the greatest feature was the bed, a massive, sprawling, circular cushion covered in cascades of blankets, pillows, and silks, looking more like a lover's playground than a place to rest. As Felix sank his body into that giant bed, he enjoyed the atmosphere; the heat of the sun breaking through the windows and glass of the ceiling, the wind rushing through the windows and canopy of leaves, the trickle of flowing water from the spring, and the smell of soil from the plants.

Of course, no private bedroom of Felix's wouldn't be well-stocked. A small bedside table came with two drawers: one with all the lube, condoms, and toys he could ever need for his clients, and another with his favorite candy, chips, and soda. Felix cracked open a can of cola and began to drink, relaxing his arm on his head as he sighed.

That's when Felix's "client" entered. "Am I disturbing you?' a deep, sensual female voice said. Stepping through the doorway and into the oasis room proper, Felix could see her at last. Tall with long legs, thin as a model, but her nude body showed off a nice pear-shape, with ample breasts and wide hips to support a perky bottom. Her fur was sandy and soft, her hair long and blonde, and her face gorgeous, perfectly made up, all beneath her long, gently curving horns.

Felix was hardly embarrassed to see her though. "Come on in," he invited her. He was beaming as she stepped inside, and both of their eyes began to take in the other. "Can't believe it's really you," he said. "Never thought I'd get a call from the Gazelle."

Gazelle chuckled, but her eyes darted over every inch of his body splayed out before him. Chubby, soft, hairy, hung... She smiled seductively at him. "Well, why not? What sort of lady could resist such a handsome man like you?"

Felix just patted the bed beside him. "You wanna join me?"

"I'd love to," Gazelle answered. Elegantly, she draped herself onto the mattress, fitting her body up against Felix's, laying a hand across his belly, pressing her breasts into his chest, running a thigh along his. "My... You really are a big man. Most raccoons I meat are smaller than me."

Felix just nodded. "I get that a lot. You're even more pretty up close, though," he said.

Gazelle smiled again, batting her eyes at him. "Aw, that's sweet of you to say." She looked over at the can of soda in his hands and said, "Are you hungry? It must take a lot to fuel such a big man like yourself."

"A bit, yeah," Felix detected her flirting. At first, he had been oblivious to lines like that, but now he had heard them many times before. Still, it was exciting to watch Gazelle reach across his body to snatch a bag of the chips, open them up while gazing into his eyes, reach inside the bag so delicately, produce a chip, and slowly feed it to him. Felix bit in with a crunch, meeting her gaze while he chewed.

"You're cute when you eat," Gazelle said. But then, she asked, "Are you a fan, I take it?"

Felix nodded as he swallowed down another gulp of soda. "Yeah, definitely. Although I actually like your voice work the best," he said.

Gazelle's ears twitched. "Oh? I don't hear that often. Do tell."

"Well, you played the part of Asuka in dub of one of my favorite anime of the last season, Tengoku no Ryu. It's one of the few anime dubs I really like."

Gazelle chuckled a bit. "I'm flattered. I usually just take parts like that for fun. I have another voice acting role coming up. For some video game, it's..." she tried to recall the title.

"Mecha Legends: Assault? Yeah, I saw the announcement online," Felix said. He paused while Gazelle offered him another few chips, which he ate gratefully, while she stroked his belly with another hand, teasing his fuzzy belly button. He continued to talk, and she listened patiently and eagerly. "I've played every game in the series. I even collect these model kits for the mecha ships in the game? I just got the Great Legend ship from Origins and assembled it last week. It was three hundred pieces."

Gazelle just continued to smile up at him, languidly stroking his body, cuddling up to him more, as she prompted, "That sounds like a lot."

"Oh yeah, it was," he said, continuing to talk as much as he liked while he finished off the soda. Gazelle offered him a few more chips, and he ate them before saying, "Normally it takes me a day or so to build a standard one hundred-piece kit, but I took a whole weekend off for the Great Legend. But it looks really good on my shelf! Totally worth it."

Gazelle tilted her head. "What do you like so much about this game, anyway?"

"Well, it's a strategy RPG, so there's a lot of little details to keep track of," he started. But then he felt Gazelle's hand tracing lower until it was rubbing at his cock. Stroking and petting, slowly and lovingly, caressing and rubbing his balls, tracing her fingertips along his shaft, squeezing and tugging ever so lightly in a gentle handjob. But Felix kept talking, enjoying the conversation as much as he enjoyed the handjob, and it seemed Gazelle was too. "Plus, the character writing is really strong. There are all these hidden dialogue options you can unlock if you pair different characters together in the same mech, and depending on how you choose the squads to pilot the mechs, you can get combat bonuses too. It's really deep and a lot of fun," he explained.

Gazelle just kept rubbing at his cock, picking up the pace again as she felt the length beneath his big belly begin to stiffen and thicken. It was too big for her to wrap one hand around now, but she kept it up. "Well, I hope I can do a good job with your favorite game. Maybe I'll have to ask you for pointers."

Felix nodded eagerly. "I think if you play the other games, you should be able to get a good idea for how the other characters sound and what the world is like. I could loan them to you!" he offered before letting out a grunt of pleasure.

"I'd like that," Gazelle said. She looked down, along with Felix. He was at full mast, his erection big and thick, moreso than his can of soda and even longer as well. Gazelle seemed in awe of it. "That looks... much bigger in person," she said.

Felix grinned. "You like it?" Gazelle nodded. "You want it?" he asked plainly. She nodded again. Felix just responded in a bright, friendly manner, "Help yourself, then."

It wasn't what Gazelle imagined. For such a highly-regarded stud, Felix was surprisingly guileless. He didn't try to put the moves on her. He didn't try to sweet talk her or dominate her. He acted like they were just hanging out. But all the same, she found her body responding, her arousal building at his simple charm. She looked up into his eyes, his face a sweet, disarming grin. He wasn't a super-dominant alpha-stud. But at the same time, she felt powerless to resist him.

The popstar plastered her lips to his chest. She kissed and licked at him, her fingers digging into his fat belly, her lips latching onto his big nipples and sucking hard, earning an inhale of pleasure from Felix. But she wasn't done yet. She moved up more along his body, dragging her tongue along his flesh, feeling the softness give way to the fluffy, scraggly tufts of chest hair that ran along his nipples and into the cleavage of his moobs. She moaned loudly, feeling heat rush through her body and loins in a way she had never felt before. "God..." she panted, licking over his fat, hairy chest a few more times, pinching his nipples. "You're so... big, and... hairy, and..."

"You like it?" Felix asked. Gazelle looked up at him, into his soft, non-threatening eyes, while her own gaze showed her desperation for him. She nodded. "You want more?" he asked. Gazelle nodded.

Felix didn't have to say anything else. He just leaned back, rested both of his arms behind his head as he sank into the bed and spread his thighs, leaving all of his chubby, hairy body on display for, letting her have free rein over all his mass as he gave a relaxed sigh.

Gazelle couldn't have stopped herself if she tried. Her face dug back in as she clambered up halfway onto his body, straddling him with her thighs. She bathed him with her tongue, his flabby pecs, chest hair, all of it. She lapped at his collarbone and neck and shoulders, hardly knowing where she was on him anymore, just lapping over everything. Back to his chest hair, his moobs, his nipples, his bare body, his shoulders, then his armpit hair, tasting his masculine, musky sweat that made her let out a horny, heated moan.

"Take your time," Felix said as Gazelle dove back in, slobbering like a slut at every bit of fat and body hair he had, watching how all of it just seemed to make her hornier. He never quite understood why it seemed to drive all his clients crazy, but he was happy if it made them happy. "I've got two pits after all, and they're both hairy," he tossed out.

That just prompted Gazelle to reach out across his body, sliding over his form before plastering her tongue to his other armpit, cleaning his sweat while her fingers groped and stroked at her own body, tweaking nipples and splitting her lower lips open to bare down on her desperate, burning clit.

She felt light-headed. Out of breath. Hot and wet and needy. "Oh, god," she said, taking another horny lick of his armpit hair while one hand circled her clit and the other dug into the fat on his fuzzy belly. "I've never felt like this before! I feel so... hot, and dirty, and..."

"It's fun, isn't it?" Felix prompted as he turned his head to fix his eyes on hers. Gazelle looked into his gaze nodded. "You want to get to the good parts? I'm pretty hard after all that. You wanna suck my cock?" he asked in the same tone he'd offer her a drink at his house. Gazelle just nodded, breathless at his casual demeanor.

Gazelle jumped at the offer. She clambered back on top of him, kissing his lips, making out with him, shoving her tongue down her throat. She wanted him. She needed him. All of him. Her pace was frantic, biting and slurping at his lip, before nibbling at his chin, making her way down his neck, his glorious hairy chest, his giant fat belly, until she found herself staring at his cock. That thick, throbbing, fat, juicy, terrifyingly girthy cock. It wasn't at all like the manicured, fit, and put-together guys she was usually with. The base was partially hidden in his pubes and partially by the pouch of fat around his crotch, but the balls were heavy, hairy, and saggy, looking far out of proportion compared to other males.

Felix watched her stare at his dick, entranced, before she suddenly mashed her face into his crotch. With fragmented, desperate, horny grunts and moans, her hands gripped and stroked his cock while her tongue lashed out against every bit of flesh he had there. Her lips kissed his cock, his thighs, his balls, even his taint, while her tongue dragged up every last inch, swirling around the girth, coating him with her hot, needy drool. Felix was used to girls losing themselves a bit when they were with him, but it was clear now that Gazelle wasn't like the other ones. She had an appetite for men like Felix: fat, hairy, unappealing to cameras and TV, but so appealing to her instincts. It felt so wrong for her to be worshiping the body of a chubby, thick-dicked raccoon like him, and yet as pleasure coursed through Felix's body, he knew that for the both of them, it felt so very right. At the end of it all, they were just two animals enjoying each other, regardless of appearances.

Gazelle couldn't have resisted him any longer if she tried. She opened her muzzle and suddenly plunged his cock down her maw. She bobbed a few times to finish wetting the shaft after her tongue had dragged all over it, but she tried to push as far down as she could. She had practiced deepthroating ever since she had made the appointment, wanting to impress Felix, but while she could easily fit a foot of length down her throat without gagging, she hadn't expected his girth. She could barely fit half of him before her tight neck couldn't accept any more of him. It was disappointing in some ways, but incredibly hot in others. She could only imagine what this cock would do to her.

Felix just grunted and groaned, lazily putting his hand on Gazelle's head, running his fingers through her hair while she bobbed on his dick, seemingly trying to choke herself as she gagged on his girth, burying her muzzle beneath the heavy fold of his belly, seeming to disappear when she reached as deep as she could go, looking like a pair of bobbing horns that filled his cock with warm, wet satisfaction. "Yeah... That's it... That feels so good," he encouraged her.

Gazelle needed to breathe, so she popped off of his cock. But she needed to worship him, so no sooner had she taken a single breath did she plant her muzzle to each of his balls. She suckled them into her maw, pursing her lips on his hairy fruits, finding that one of them nearly filled her whole mouth. She swirled her tongue around the testicle, practically gargling his nutsack before moving onto the next one. Felix bit his lip, unable to see what she was doing, but loving how eager she was. He had fucked some needy sluts before, but Gazelle was certainly pent-up in a way none of them were. He could already tell she would be a regular customer of his.

When she came up for air at last, Gazelle was light-headed. There was just so much of Felix, so much thick, hairy raccoon to get her fill on, she didn't know how she would ever get to it all. But when she looked at him, he was grinning, just as breathless as she was. "You wanna take a ride before you make me blow? Unless you want to swallow a load; I could do this all day," he suggested.

The thought of feeling him stretch her pressed another button deep within Gazelle. "God, yes," she replied. She stood awkwardly on the plush mattress, but stood overtop Felix, straddling him again, lower on his body. Just looking down at him, as his shining wet, throbbing cock pointing up at her from below made her legs quiver. It was hard to lower herself onto him with the unsteady footing, but eventually she managed to, until her knees were gripping his wide torso, and his cockhead was poised at the entrance of her burning hot, perfectly-manicured pussy.

But Felix didn't think to make her wait, or let her lower herself slowly. He acted on instinct just as much as she did, and simply pumped his hips upward, and in one thrust, he pierced her. Gazelle nearly fell forward, her hands on his shoulders, and let out a loud cry of pleasure. "Oh, fuck! Felix!" she tossed her head as she felt his cockhead spear into her. He was only a few inches in, but his thickness was way more than any male she had ever taken before. And given her fitness routine and her lithe, agile species, Gazelle's tightness was like that of a virgin rabbit. The hitch wouldn't stop her for the world, though. Bracing herself on Felix's body, she raised her knees a bit before slamming herself down as hard as she could. It felt more like trying to force his cock inside of her than riding him, his thickness making her pussy ache with the burning stretch. But the way she could feel every throb wrack her body, her clit pounding with her heart, just being halfway down him was pure ecstasy.

Felix wasn't about to do more work than he had to, though, enjoying his laid-back pace while Gazelle squirmed on top of him. He continued to lounge back with his head on his arms, pumping his hips up in time with Gazelle's downward thrusts, and each new inch she gained made her cry out in sweet agony. Finally, with one final push, she managed to take him to the hilt, her legs spread wider than ever before, her cunt feeling totally raw and ravaged. She felt as if she would feel loose and walk funny forever. It was perfect.

Gazelle began to ride. With an eager pace born of long-held fantasies finally coming to fruition, she rose her hips, slipping Felix's thick dick inside of her body with a forceful slam each time that rocked her to her very core. And each time, Felix reciprocated with a thrust of his own, pounding up into her with the strength of his chubby hips alone, bumping his fat belly against her own slender form, jiggling with each movement as he impaled the popstar with the fullness of his length with each thrust.

"Yes! Fuck, yes! Felix! You're so big!" Gazelle cried out, finally able to curse and praise and say whatever slutty thing came into her mind. Hearing her voice echo on the walls and mix with Felix's own grunts only deepened her desperation, her fingers gripping into his moobs, pinching his nipples before twisting her own, her breasts bouncing with his body as she rode him hard, fast, and heavy. Felix kept up his efforts, and soon, with his weight, he had worked up a sweat that trickled down his forehead and his plump body, soaking into his chest and armpit hair, making his body shine and sparkle with his efforts.

But finally, Gazelle's efforts had awakened the beast of Felix's sexual appetite. Watching her tongue-bathe his body, suck him off, ride him, curse, praise him, and call his name had pushed his buttons just as much as he did hers. Her body and desperate need for him was too good to be a passive audience to, and even his male instincts wouldn't let him lie there forever. More and more, her body was begging for his climax, and he wanted to feel it just as much as she did.

Felix reached out to grip her waist, stopping her movements, pinning her down deep on his cock, making her cry out in near-climax. "Lay down," he said her simply. "My turn to ride you."

Gazelle nodded, lifting herself on shaky legs before her balance gave way and she landed on the spacious mattress, her sore thighs spread wide as Felix shifted, moving to his hands and knees, crawling toward her. His heavy, chubby, lightly sweaty form stalking toward her, a needy, hungry gleam in his own eyes that sent a thrill through Gazelle's body. Soon, he was overtop her, casting a shadow with his body that seemed to dwarfed her. His soft belly rubbed against her own, and she could see the tip of his twitching cock lining up her with wet, drooling, throbbing cunt.

"Deep breath," he said. He knew it was a lot for most people when he topped. Then, he planted his arms on either side of her head, prodding her pussy with his broad cockhead.

Gazelle looked up at him, seeing his big body overtop her, and couldn't resist the raccoon buffet laid out before her. She shoved her muzzle in between his pecs, her nose buried into the sweaty chest hair, surrounded by his warmth and musk, glorious. There was just so much of him! She wrapped her arms around his body, clawing at his back while her legs gripped at his hips, tugging him forward, begging him to take her as she kissed desperately at his chest. His body overwhelmed her comparatively small, light, and thin form, but then his cock plunged suddenly into her stretched-out sex, overwhelming her pussy with its incredible thickness.

Then, Felix began to fuck her. His technique was more about laying on top of her than raising his hips up and slamming her, but it provided him with a completely different kind of force. Every pump of his hips slammed his fat sausage to the very hilt inside of her, his crotch slapping against hers, pounding her clit with his pubes while his belly rocked on top of her body, adding another layer of soft sensation. Felix reached down to grope her tits beneath him, squeezing with relish, totally controlling her as he fucked her with the full weight of his entire body.

He watched her lips and tongue dragging and suckling at his sweaty, hairy body, felt her soft breasts plush in his palms, and her tight pussy clenching and yielding for his battering-ram dick. Her moans were muffled deep in his chest, but they rose higher and higher in pitch, cries of mind-numbing ecstasy. "Felix! Oh, Felix, yes! Give it all to me! It feels so good! Yes! Yes!!" Felix just kept on pounding her. Each thrust made a meaty slap that echoed throughout the room, filling her completely, stretching her, engulfing and crushing her completely as sweat trickled down his form with his efforts.

But eventually, those efforts paid off. That voice rose higher and higher until it erupted into a scream, her mouth hanging open, her eyes swimming, her brain alight with fireworks. Gazelle's body seized and trembled, her fingers digging into his back, her thighs clenching around his waist, her pussy tightening around the head of his cock at last. He hadn't done much, but already she was cumming, and by the sounds of it, she was cumming hard.

Felix kept up his heavy, slow, measured, powerful pace, drawing out her orgasm even longer. He had never been one to withhold his own climax, and he felt it approaching as well, encouraged by the knowledge that he was about to jizz inside the most famous popstar in all of Zootopia. He had already stuffed her full of sausage; he wanted to leave her with a cream filling.

She seemed to be running out of breath, but Felix kept her pinned beneath him, pumping harder and faster, working himself to the edge in her tight, yielding pussy at his own pace. "Yeah... That's it... Yeah..." he grunted. He sweat and moved on top of her, hugging her small body for the last bit of leverage, half-smothering her, burying her beneath him as he buried himself into her. He wanted to cum in her, to cum in the most gorgeous woman he had ever fucked, and he wanted to relish every moment of sweet, orgasmic bliss.

"Yeah! Oh, fuck yeah! That's it! That's it! I'm cumming!" he finally announced. He buried himself to the balls as he felt the telltale throbs seize his cock, his sack drawing upward. Gazelle's fingers dug into his back, feeling dizzy with the pleasure high and incredible force of his thick cock finally shoved to the hilt inside her abdomen. But Felix wasn't done with her yet. With a long, groaning sigh, he kept her pinned beneath him in his bear hug a few moments longer before he grunted and felt that first blast of cum hit the back of her pussy, painting her cervix white as the deluge began. He exhaled long, relief sweet and warm and electric as he emptied his balls into her, pumping lightly to make sure he got every last drop, all while her pussy clenched around his thick, heavy cock, milking him and draining him completely.

Finally, Felix was spent and satisfied. He rolled off of her, onto his back while Gazelle grunted with the sudden feeling of emptiness as his meaty dick withdrew from her. She was breathless, but trembling, her hands and thighs shaking while her cunt oozed and leaked the raccoon's copious seed. Felix only wore a pleased, easygoing grin. Gazelle met it, and even as her chest rose and fell breathlessly, she smiled back.

She rolled on top of him, her hair a mess and her body numb with the force of Felix's fucking, but she was sure the electricity charging through her veins would never quite fade. She twirled her fingers in his sweaty chest hair and gazed lovingly into his eyes. "That was... amazing..." she said breathlessly.

Felix nodded, quite pleased with himself as he stretched back and laid his head on his arms. "Yeah, I'll say... You're such a tight little thing. Thought I might squish ya," he said.

Gazelle just chuckled. "Getting squished was nearly the best part," she said. But then, her eyes twinkled as she smiled back at him. "But you know what might make this better?"

"What?"

She held up her phone. "Room service."

Within minutes, Gazelle had ordered a feast for Felix. Pizza and eggs and waffles and ice cream and sandwiches and burgers and soda and beer and about a dozen imported snacks that the resort offered. There was no way either of them could eat all of it, but Felix gathered that Gazelle wanted to spoil him, and liked the idea of feeding a chubby guy a feast as a reward for his sexual prowess.

Yax found them cuddled up together as he brought the carts full of meals in, and he chuckled to himself. "Looks like you two had a good time. That Felix sure is something, huh?" he said.

Gazelle just smiled back, humming with pleasure. "Mmm, he sure is. I'd say he earned a reward."

She grabbed a slice of pizza as Yax left, draping herself across his sweaty body again, feeding it to him while she held a beer in the other hand, tipping it toward him so he could drink. She pampered him like a harem girl would a king, loved watching him eat, knowing she was fueling his appetite for the next round.

Felix wasn't going to turn down the offered food, especially when he knew they were just getting started. He polished off the slice, but looked at the rest he had left. "God... I don't know if I can eat all of this in one go. I'm a big guy, but I'm not sure I'm that big," he said with a chuckle.

Gazelle just gazed up lovingly at him, fetching another slice for him to chomp into. "Who said it's for one go?" she asked. "I've still got you for a few hours..." She let him finish the slice before reaching down to fondle his wet, sweaty cock again, caressing it, feeling the blood pump through it. "Is your appetite truly sated? I've got so many more holes to explore after all..."

Felix's ears perked up. "You don't mean...?"

"Anal?" Gazelle finished with a smirk. "Would you like that?"

"It's just uh..." Felix said, taking a swig of his beer. "I don't get anal very often."

Gazelle just kissed at his chest, stroking his belly in slow, languid worship. "Then how could I refuse you?" she gripped and stroked his cock, her dirty talk already making him perk up and harden. She kissed up his neck, to his ear, and whispered in her soft, sultry popstar voice, "Do you want to fuck my ass, Felix?"

Felix's face erupted into a big, eager grin. All he could do was nod.

Gazelle chuckled. Removing her body from his sweaty chest, she laid herself out on her belly across the bed, on her hands and knees, her chest pressed into the mattress while her thick, perky butt raised into the air. She shook it, showing off the way her creamy cheeks bounced, revealing her pussy, still drooling his thick, white cum, and her tight, eager butthole beneath her fluffy little tail. She turned her head back at him, gazing at him, smiling at him, her eyes lidded and wanting. "Then go ahead. Fuck my asshole, Felix. As long and hard as you like."

How could Felix refuse that offer? He sat himself up, walking on his knees toward her as he retrieved a bottle of scented lube from the shelf, Indian spice, pouring a few hefty globs on his cock before massaging it into his stiffening flesh. Gazelle wiggled her butt at him tantalizingly, showing how firm and perky her rump was. But as he lined himself up, he found that the food trolley was right next to him, and followed Gazelle's eyes away from him toward it. He looked at it himself. She was waiting for something.

Watching for her reaction, he grabbed a burger in one hand as he lined himself up with the other. Gazelle watched him, looking back, gasping with shock even as she grinned. "Are you seriously going to eat while you shove your cock up my butt?"

Felix saw the gleam in her eyes at the sight, though, and that telltale smile. "Should I not?" he asked, testing her.

Gazelle just chuckled. "I've never been fucked by a man while he fills his belly," she said. She laid her head on the bed, though, and shook her ass at him, inviting him with her cute rump and puckered hole. "But it does sound so dirty..." she said, her own gaze at him plenty hungry.

Felix nodded. The way that Gazelle looked at him, that naughty gleam in her eye, and the way she spoke all made it sound so very dirty. Normally Felix wouldn't consider doing something like it, but with how Gazelle wanted it, how could he say no? Besides, it might be fun to satisfy both ends of his body with delicious food and a tight butthole at the same time.

So with burger in hand, Felix Gazelle gasped as he prodded her tight little star with his fat cocktip. Her pussy was tight, but at least it was built to take a cock. Pushing into Gazelle took time and effort, and she gripped the sheets, biting her lip, gasping and grunting as he massaged his lubed-up dick against her backdoor, loosening her, breaking down her defenses until she could finally relax enough for him. Then, all he had to do was push...

"God!" Gazelle cried out, her back arching and head shooting up as she felt that head pop into her. From there, the rest of the inches slowly flowed into her, and Felix relished the sight of her asshole stretching and spreading around his soda-bottle cock. Gazelle thought she would go into shock, but Felix was a professional, pumping his hips in and out, working her hole, gaping her as her tight ring squeezed and gripped him, trying to force him out, until eventually it yielded, and Felix managed to push his way completely into Gazelle's butt, his balls plapping nicely against her used cunt.

"Yeahhh, that's good..." Felix groaned, one hand on Gazelle's ass while the other held his burger. He took a bite, grunting with pleasure at the fresh, warm flavor while he began to pump his hips, thrusting into Gazelle at a slow, even pace that quickly built speed. Perhaps she was onto something, he thought. The pleasure of cheesy meat on his tongue was completely different from her tight hole spreading over his dick, but it was pleasure all the same. Her cheeks were so soft and springy against his padded hips and thighs, and the tightness of popstar butthole was like nothing he had ever experienced before. If there was any flagging hardness in his cock, he was restored to an iron erection in moments.

Especially after hearing Gazelle's anguished cries of pleasure and passion. She fought through the bits of pain that were overtaken by the sheer intensity of the sensation, feeling as if her entire body was being cored out by Felix's massively thick dick. "Oh, fuck! Felix!" she whined, looking back at him, her face pleading him to stop as her words begged him to continue. "It's so big! Yes...! Yes! Fuck my ass, Felix! Harder!"

Felix gulped down the next half of his burger as he raised an eyebrow. "Harder?" he asked before taking another bite, his balls still slapping against her clit as his cock rammed into her tailhole in a steady rhythm.

"Yes!" Gazelle demanded, her head pressing down into the mattress. "Give it to me harder! Fuck me like the alpha male you are!" Gazelle rammed her hips back into him to emphasize her point, feeling a new wave of intense pleasure crash through her all at once, crawling up her spine and locking up her limbs as a guttural moan escaped her lips from the sensations of being so utterly impaled on Felix's cock.

Felix didn't know about 'alpha male,' but it was flattering Gazelle saw him that way. "Harder eh?" he asked with a smirk. He finished his burger, licking some ketchup off his lips before he said, "Alright. You asked for it."

The raccoon slapped both of his hands down on Gazelle's ass, making a loud clap as he took control of her. He lifted up a leg, planting a foot by her shoulder, giving himself more leverage and a deeper angle. Gazelle looked over at his chubby thigh, knowing that something big was coming.

Then, Felix began to pound her. With this position and angle, he had total control and leverage, slamming every last inch of his fat fuckstick into Gazelle's tight asshole at a hard and heavy pace, fucking her like a freight train, burying deeper than she ever thought possible with each stab into her guts. She cried out wordlessly, shrieking with pleasure as her nerves fired and her spine tingled, her fingers and toes clenching and limbs trembling as she was utterly ravaged by the chubby raccoon. And all the while, the noise of their sex filled the room and filtered out into the oasis beyond, the slapping of belly to ass, palms to asscheeks, hips to hips, and balls to cunt, mixing with grunts and moans and ecstatic cries. Felix didn't mind the noise. It was good advertising.

Gazelle felt like she was getting her brains fucked out. She could hardly stay upright. Her asshole was clenching so hard and tight around Felix's meaty shaft, and yet it felt so warm and loose as he ravaged her. She could hardly keep her eyes straight or her mouth shut, her cheek against the mattress as the heavy weight of the raccoon behind her rocked her body with every thrust into her gaping asshole. It was total heaven.

"Felix...! I can't...!" she moaned. "I'm...! I'm going - to...!" she warned him. Then she let out a deep, guttural moan as she felt something new well up within her. Something deep and intense in her gut, a new beast she had never encountered before. Her eyes widened. Her voice cried out, climbing in a long, howling call. Felix gripped her stubby little tail before really laying into her, slamming her with everything he had, raising her ass off the bed with every wrecking-ball thrust. Gazelle couldn't take it anymore. "Yes! Yes! It's happening!" she bellowed. "I'm going to cum! From my ass! I'm-!"

Her breath caught in her lungs as she spluttered and gasped for air, just as her pussy erupted. Clawing at the bed, desperate in the fiery throes of orgasm, Gazelle came, her cum-stuffed pussy squirting all over the bed and the mattress and Felix's fat crotch as she was taken to new, strange heights of ecstasy she didn't even know existed before. But the rapture was undeniable. She would never think straight again, from the feeling of her asshole clenching and surging with orgasmic bliss to her pussy flowing with warm, gushing fluids that burned and sizzled against her heated flesh, her clitoris screaming and her lungs crushed in her chest with breathless euphoria.

Felix could feel it coming too. Watching the slutty popstar whine and beg and howl and slam her tight little butthole back onto his cock while her pussy gushed and squirted all over his nuts was enough to send any male over the edge. He prolonged her climax by delivering a rough, slapping spank to her ass, leaving a pink mark, feeling his blood boil hot and dominant. He pounded into her asshole, spanked her again, and once more, her warm fluids gushing around him while his massive cock ravaged her butt and every last nerve ending she had. His balls tightened and dripped with her fluids, his cock throbbing, hardening, milked by her orgasming asshole.

"Yeah! Yeah! Fuck yeah, Gazelle!" he grunted, sweat pouring down his face and his own lungs burning breathless as his cock sang and surged, tumbling over the edge. Then, finally, it came again, that first pulse of bliss as his dick burst inside of her. Felix looked down, letting out long, growling moans of pleasure as he watched his cock throb, half-buried inside Gazelle's ass while she panted below, knowing he was creaming her asshole with every clench of burning release he felt. He could feel his jizz pumping into her, and he watched her squirm and writhe with ecstasy as she felt his warm cum ooze and spread throughout her body, making her shiver and shake while he rode the waves of pleasure on top of her.

Again, he fell back, and Gazelle was left gasping when he pulled out of her. She could hardly move, but Felix saw her body shaking, her ass still in the air, her cheeks trembling, her asshole slightly gaping while some of his cum oozed out of the abused hole, down toward her stuffed pussy, her whole rump a mess after Felix was done with it.

He was sweaty, exhausted, but happy. He lounged back, his arms behind his head again. Gazelle came to him once more, licking and kissing up his body, tasting his sweat.

She offered him another slice of pizza. He grinned and took it, eating languidly, filling his belly with satisfaction while his balls hummed with pleasure. He felt her muzzle burying into his body, her tongue lapping at his sweaty chest hair. Sucking at a nipple. Licking at his bushy armpit hair. Kissing his belly.

He finished his slice, reaching for another as he felt her lips wrap around his limp cock, suckling deep and lovingly. She moaned beneath his flabby belly, her horns bobbing up and down again as she cleaned him, fellated him, preparing him for the next round. Her tongue dragged over his sloppy, hairy balls, her throat tightening as she fought gagging on his cock, getting a little further down than she did before.

Felix chuckled. "Looks like I'm not the only one with an appetite..." he said. He wasn't sure if he had the energy to fuck her again. But Gazelle was giving an awfully needy and convincing blowjob, and there was a pint of ice cream calling his name. Maybe after a bowl, his own appetite would be reinvigorated. But for now, he sighed in pleasure, enjoying his sloppy blowjob of gratitude.

He was still on the clock, after all, and would be for the rest of the day. And Felix always made his sure clients got their fill...