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PROLOGUE

The mountain side view offered by the Mountains' Rest was, according to most of the reviews for the cozy bed and breakfast, "breathtaking". Although it was true, the view was gorgeous, there were many reasons for one's breath to be taken when staying the night - or multiple. The Mountains' Rest sat alone below the ridge, squeezed in between roads connecting the peaks from civilized modernity. These mountains lied on the outskirts of Zootopia, and the I-44 ran through them, with, as its only respite, the Mountains' Rest's B&B to accommodate any weary travellers. It was run by the ruthless businesswoman Lady Penny, a voluptuous black panther with a knack for getting anything her eyes set upon. She acquired the dilapidated ruins of what once was a mom-and-pop B&B that used to be seen as a last resort on long road trips. This was not the case anymore with Mountains' Rest: Lady Penny tore down the rotting cottage and built a business closer resembling a hotel than a B&B but kept the spirit and coziness that a sterilized hotel could never attain. There were two main housing buildings, practically identical. However, they served different crowds, with different prices and background checks.

Summer was approaching, and the prospects were for one in heat. Overlooking the lake in the valley was Lady Penny's office, with its glass back wall that gave a sight she loved to ponder over. Preparations started last week: training for the handful of new workers in the B&B and to making sure there were going to be enough supplies to accommodate the new flux of visitors. Normally she would be in the zone, working hard to assure the coming months to not be too much of a pain in the ass, but Lady Penny needed her rest, even if not much rest was to be.

Lady Penny was on all fours atop her desk, clutching its corner as not to fly off while being pounded by Kat, the caramel stallion. His front hooves pushed against her back arc, giving him balance to thrust in better arcs himself; he knew she could take it, and they loved it. She was his kink: felines, their suppleness. He could sense her fluids frothing on his hips, knowing how Lady Penny hated to be wet and sticky. But her moans indicated that, for now, it felt too good to care.

With his signature smirk, Kat released her lower back from his hooves, which she responded to with a long sigh of relief. He snickered to that and proceeded to elevate his one back hoof onto the desk, stopping his pace, while remaining inside of her, throbbing in anticipation.

Lady Penny growled a bit, not in the mood for teasing. "What are you doing?" She rose and turned her slender neck and shoulder to look with anger at Kat, but halfway through her movement, he straddled her under the armpit and held her soft fur against his as he thrust them into the final act.

Kat loved felines, not only the reasons aforementioned, but also because of how they acted when pleased: only a hung stallion, such as him, could delve deep enough to feel a feline's purr on the tip of his head. And purr did Lady Penny. The stallion knew to hold her, for now she could not keep up as he impaled her in waves of pleasure; she was clawing at Kat's arms, slightly biting them for support as she uncontrollably came, while her tail wrapped around his balls lightly pulling at them. He kept her from twitching away, and, although her head was void of thought at that time, she was grateful for it.

Her body was in such a high that she did not remark that Kat had also come. Lady Penny would have liked to feel his cock fill her as the high wore off and her pussy hit peak sensitivity. But oh well, she thought, with a big grin, gasping for air, still in his arms.

Kat let go of her and fetched a towel he flung at her.

"Must be nice to have such a stud's seed inside you."

When they first got to know each other, Lady Penny disliked how Kat boasted about his coveted semen. She grew to like it and recognize it as a harmless quirk of his. Ironically, right after he got into the breeding business and got a prized mare pregnant, he signed away the rights to his genetic makeup to her family. As fertile and superior as he was, he could only impregnate a handful of mares in the same family tree. At the very least, he never had to worry about money or foals.

The towel he handed her was working overtime. He came so much that only a long shower could clean her up, the towel could only suck up the cum dripping out of her. "What a lucky kitty I am." She said with a complicit smile.

That was the other thing about Lady Penny: she took it. Hard. Her body was muscular and curvy, especially in the hips and thighs. Some could say she lacked in the breasts area, but it suited her for what she was: a predator.

"You can go now, I have work to do." Her grin still glued to her face. "Be a good boy and let mommy work."

Kat made sure to pat his cock dry before putting on the bathrobe he came in with. Even if he was getting soft, his shaft lifted the robe and made the bottom uneven, one flap above the other by about eight inches: a sight he was pleased with.

He promptly left, but not without asking her if she was going to join everyone for dinner. She was scooping out cum when he asked and took a moment to answer. "You know what? Sure. I'm in a good mood today."

As he exited Lady Penny's office, Kat also felt good. It was their first time since he came back to Mountains' Rest, and certainly not the last. He needed to come inside a pussy so bad that now all his worries were gone. He was still high from the orgasm, and momentum pushed him forward instead of his muscles, it seemed. Making a sharp turn towards the hallway where his room was, something bumped his sensitive head and he stopped in his track, his cock slipping out of his robe.

Looking down, he saw a little ball of beige fluff staring at his penis with dark pits for eyes. They had their big ears flattened on their skull and their mouth slightly agape. They wore the uniform of the Mountains' Rest.

"My eyes are up there, lil bud." Kat replaced his robe, concealing his horse cock.

The fennec's ears shot up and they started fidgeting in embarrassment. "I'm sorry mister, so sorry! I wasn't looking!"

Kat let out a big, hearty laugh. "Don't worry, it's hard to ignore."

GULP. The fennec could see that their reaction pleased the horse, seeing as the cock throbbed a bit through the robe.

"Go on. I don't want you to get in trouble with Lady Penny."

With a little pat on the back of the fennec's head as he walked by, Kat searched his robe's pockets. "Wait!" He shot out.

The fennec, who just started to regain enough composure to walk away, got spooked and turned slowly with an awkward smile.

"I forgot my keys, kiddo. Can you open my door?" For a reason, more confident than before. Kat's room was a couple of doors down the hall, and the fennec helped him out.

With a sigh of relief, Kat entered his room. "Thank you, buddy. You did me a solid. What's your name? I can't read it on your badge from up here."

The fennec looked at his little badge pinned on his little black polo. "It's Reggie, sir."