Social Studies
Many people wonder what goes on, besides the obvious, in public bathrooms. Although, most people do not wonder enough to go his college professor to ask if he could put a small, almost invisible camera in a mall bathroom. You may as well begin from there....
"You want me to let you do what for your sociology assignment?" An old and graying fox rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"I want you to let me put a hidden camera up in the main part of a family restroom, because no one ever goes into those just to use the toilet. There's sexually segregated bathrooms for that." A racoon wearing a band T-shirt and cargos was appealing to his professor for the obvious. "I'll even get authorization from the city, state- hell, I'll appear in the supreme-goddamn-court to try and prove what I know to be true!"
"Fine, you come back to me in two days with a letter of approval from the city and you can do your weird bathroom project thing."
"Thank you sir! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" The racoon dropped to his knees hands gripping each other. "I guarantee you that you will be freaked out by what goes on in there." He left his professor's office and headed straight for the city hall to appeal his case.
"So, you want a letter of approval to do a project that involves a hidden camera in a public bathroom, correct?" He nodded," And you need an answer by tomorrow?" He nodded again. "Christ boy, if the Senate got wind of this I'd lose my job." The man sighed as he handed the boy a letter of approval. "I want a copy of this project, the thesis, the report, everything. And if you turn out to be some sicko I will have you locked up in an instant."
"With respect sir, I would have to be a tad bit sick to want to do a report on public bathrooms, no?" The 'coon boy slipped out the door and left, heading back to the university to show his professor, and then to set up the camera.
"Honey, I don't think we should. What if someone hears us?" A lynx girl, probably about sixteen, was holding her collie boyfriend at arms' length, "Please, can't we just go to my house or something? Just not here!"
"You scared baby?" She nodded, shaking slightly. "Nothin' to be worried about, door's locked, no one can see us, and we can just be real quiet, kay?" The lynx femme started to object, before the collie wrapped his muzzle around hers in a deep kiss. She struggled for a few moments before melting into his arms, purring in pleasure as his tongue probed along hers.
"Please, anywhere less public than this..." She sighed, drawing a firm shake of her mate's head. "Fine, just don't tie me." Then in a whisper barely audible to the equipment, "Damn, it smells like baby shit in here anyways, don't see what's so sexy about this." Just as she finished her sentence, her mate pulled her short skirt up, and ripped her panties down to her ankles. He dropped down to her sexy little kitty cunny, and lapped for about thirty seconds, just to get her slick.
"You're gonna love this baby." He stood up again and pressed her to a wall. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down, his somewhat stubby member sitting at attention. "Abso-fucking-lutely love this..." He pressed into his girl's tight sex, making him gasp and her give a half-hearted moan. " God damn it baby, you're so tight. And you're all mine." He did not really take it slow, already thrusting as fast as his hips could take him.
"Oh shit, yes baby! Faster, oh ohh god!" Even through the bad speakers you could tell she was faking. "Fuck! I'm cumming! Oh god!" She of course was not cumming, her knees were holding strong, her tight sex was still only wet with saliva and pre-cum, and her voice sounded absolutely comical.
"Damn girl, me too! Fuck, drink it!" The little lynx turned around, and just to shut him up took his short length into her mouth, lapping at the tip until he struggled back the sound of his release. "God, so good with that tongue of yours." Only a few spurts of semen came from his little cock. All that testosterone of a football player and none of the maleness.
"You taste so good baby. Like cream.... I wanna break up, you asked me to fuck in a bathroom and made me suck you off. What the hell would be next, ask me to stop faking my fucking orgasms?" She hissed loudly.
"Fat whore. I never even wanted you in the first place. A guy like me, with a cock like mine could get any girl he wanted. Not some overweight, underdressed, ugly fat WHORE!"
"Well, when did four and a half inches become desirable. And by the way. I put a slight narcotic on my cunny an hour ago, so when I call the cops, tell them you raped me when you were high. They'll believe me, and cart you off to fucking prison. By the way, I'm a lesbian. And thinking about your half-flaccid cock drooling your bitter cum makes me want to vomit." The lynx left the bathroom, leaning against it to keep it open, calling in to the collie. "Hello? Nine-one-one? I've just been raped..." Her voice broke into sobs for a few seconds," In the mall bathroom. He was high, so when he finished I knocked him into a stall and am blocking the door. Please hurry! He might regain consciousness any minute!"
"I'm not unconsc-..." He hit the ground with a loud noise.
"That's for cheating on me with my little sister. She's fucking fourteen, pervert!" She kicked him once and then went back out to block the door, even letting slip a few tears.
"I've got candy, little one. Delicious candy." A big lizard wearing a trench coat was holding the hand of what appeared to be a mouse of no more than five years old. He was crying.
"I don't want candy! I want my mo-" A hard backhand to the muzzle stopped his cry for help. As the boy was dragged into the bathroom, he kicked and struggled against the big man's arms.
"I do so love it when they play... hard to get." He locked the bathroom door and pressed his hand to the scared little mouse's crotch. "You're going to be a big mousy when you grow up. Now... off with your clothes." The mouse shook his head vigorously. "I said... off... with... your... CLOTHES!" He grabbed the child's trousers and yanked them down hard. "Now, I'm going to undo my pants, you're going to suck me for a while, then I'm gonna take your hot little ass," He accentuated his remark with a soft smack," Then you're going to go back to mommy while I watch from the shadows to make sure you don't say a single word about this.
He undid his pants, revealing a half erect lizard cock. It was big, almost freakishly so. The lizard forced the mouse's mouth open, almost to the point of dislocating his jaw. "So good at this for such a young mousy, are you gay or something?" He laughed and then gasped as the mouse actively started to suck him, making him buck softly into his young muzzle. "My god, I'm going to have to play with you more."
"Yeth suhr" The poor little mouse was drooling thickly around the massive cock spurting pre-cum down his throat.
"Stop." He stopped. "Turn around," he turned. "Spread those tight little ass cheeks." He did. "Don't scream." He nodded. He thought he would stay quiet, until that huge member pressed against his virgin tailhole, making him squeak loudly. "I said... don't fucking scream!" He hissed long and loud, letting his reptilian tongue play over the boy's ear. The lizard pressed once very hard, making the boy bite his lip so hard that he bled, and making his tight little ring bleed profusely. "That's it, I'm gonna cum in your tight little ass." He stopped about halfway in and stroked quickly and roughly, making himself cum in only a minute or two.
"Why me? I'm a good boy. Why me?" He cried over and over as the lizard pumped his thick cum deep into the child's ass.
"Because you're sexy. Now, if you tell mommy about this I'll kill you. And I will find you again, and I will rape you again. And next time, you'll like it when I do." He zipped up his pants and led the boy out the door with him
"Daddy don't! I'm so-o-o-orry!" An otter cub was being dragged to the bathroom by her father. "I won't ever do it again!"
"Too late you little bitch! I'm gonna beat yo' ass into next week!" He locked the door, pulled down the changing station's plastic table, pulled down his daughter's pants and proceeded to beat her until blood dripped through her short fur. "Now, do you think I like to hit you?"
"Yes... you say you... d-d-do!" He slapped her in the face, hard. "No! You hate hitting me! And you wish I would just be a good little girl for once!"
"That's right. Little bitch." Before he pulled up his daughter's pants he dropped down to his knees. He looked around nervously and began to tentatively lick at his daughter's young sex. She made sounds of fear and sobbed from the pain, but she seemed to love her daddy's tongue, bucking against it. And when he would lick around her tight little tailhole she would moan softly and press her hand to her little cunny.
"Uhhnn... daddy..."
"That's right bitch, don't forget it." He pressed a finger to her snatch and she cried for him to screw her with it. She begged him to make her cum. And she did. She came and he smiled. She moaned and he laughed. "Now, do you think I enjoyed that?" She nodded, "That's right. Who's daddy's little girl?" She pointed to herself. "That's right. Now, daddy's got to take his medicine and we can go." He went to the sink and got some water in his cupped hands, throwing it into his muzzle. He pulled out an orange container and popped two pills into his mouth and swallowed. "Come on love. Let's go get some ice cream." She was happy. Her father was happy, and she got ice cream for being a good girl... bad girl.... She was happy.
"Hey man, what did you snag?" It was a teenager of no discernable breed or gender. "'Cause I got these books and a couple of video games."
"Aw, I didn't get nothin'. Too many rent-a-cops. Well, should we go, my sister's gotta get picked up from band practice in twenty minutes, and she bitches at me if I don't pick her up right away."
"Why don't you just kill the bitch? Here, I'll give you my knife."
"Yeah, that's it, I'll kill her. Then tomorrow, we can shoot up the school and rape the bitches. After that, we can go bomb the city hall and rape the bitches again. Maybe after that, we can order fifty tons of enriched plutonium and blow up Washington D.C. and rape the bitches yet again. We've been through this so many times man! So fucking many times!"
"...So do you want the knife or not?"
He sighs,"I guess. As long as you'll shut the fuck up!" The boy nods. "A'ight fine."
This time a middle-aged cetacean scrambled shakily in to the bathroom with a paper bag. "Yeah, that's the stuff." She gasped, pulling out a syringe filled with black tar heroine. "Been a hell of a long time since I got a shot of this shit." She pulled up her sleeve, revealing many tiny scabs. She pulled a rubber band out of her purse and tied her arm, making her veins bulge slightly. "Yeah, here's a good one."
"Hurry up in there bitch!" A strong male voice could be heard from outside the door. She plunged the needle into her arm, and injected the thick narcotic into her bloodstream. "I'ma break this door down if you don't hurry up!"
"A'ight, I'm coming! Damn!" She tossed the needle into the toilet and flushed it, slamming open the bathroom door and latching onto the arm of another cetacean. "Thanks baby. Haven't had good shit like that in weeks."
I can't stand these people everywhere. All it would take to rid them is one call, just one speed-dialed call, and they'd all be gone!" A bovine man was standing in front of the mirror, talking to himself. "Nerve gas, a nice dose of nerve gas may do the trick. Ah well, I suppose that I should wait until a more awkward time to do this, maybe during a war." He splashed some water on his face, sighed dejectedly, and left. Although a full flask was left on the sink....
"And in conclusion, many people are attracted to these restrooms because of the things that make it so convenient for illegal purposes. Whether these activities may be rape, public sex, drug abuse, collaboration for theft of property or... raping the... bitches. No offense anyone." The raccoon handed in a copy of the video to his professor. "Does anybody have any questions other than 'why the hell did you videotape a bathroom you sick fuck?'" Several people laughed, but no questions were posed. "Alright. Thanks for listening."
Whether you liked it or not, you know it was hilarious. And sort of sexy, I guess. This whole thing came from an idea I had about people's dark secrets that sometimes slip out in a public setting. And even if you try to hide them, they still come out eventually. And no, I can't believe that that just came out of my brain. *is off to wash mind out with soap...*