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Zodiac - Aries

_"Dude, you got to check this out!" the wolf boy said as he dropped into the seat.

"What is it?" the cheetah asked, leaning over his left shoulder. "It better not be any of that twisted scat stuff you were showing earlier."

"Yeah, I still can't get that garbage out of my head," said the jackal from across the room.

"Na, this is hot, nothing like that." He was surfing through a forum, looking for something franticly.

"So what is it?" the jackal asked after several moments had passed.

"I just got to find it. It jumps around a bit when forum managers ban it."

"They ban it?" the cheetah asked.

"Yeah... it's wicked. Here it is!"

With a flourish he clicked the link and the window opened. For several more heartbeats it began buffering.

"This better be good," the jackal said, leaning over the teenage wolf boy's other shoulder. A few of the other friends gathered around to see.

A symbol faded into existence on the screen, with twelve other symbols circling around it. Overlaid over the top of all of that was a single word. "Zodiac" The spinning symbols stopped and one came to the foreground before fading away, starting the movie._

It was a barn. That was the first detail that was apparent when the scene faded into place. Hay bales were stacked in corners and along the walls. A few windows showed nothing but darkness outside, indicating it was either late night or they were covered. Stalls lined a couple of the walls, empty with closed doors.

Sitting on a metal fold up chair was a feline. Non-descript, an average marbled grey and white body, she was both easily missed and instantly recognizable as an almost world famous pornography star. She sat, cross legged, looking smugly at something off camera.

"State your name please, for the camera," a voice said from outside of the shot. It was deep, male, and showed just a hint of amusement.

"Bobby Bunny," she said, smiling just a little more.

"This isn't your real name though."

"Of course not," she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder with a fingertip. "You can just call me Bobby though."

There was a soft male laugh, "If you wish, Bobby. Tell me why you are here today."

"Your agents said that you had a contract for me. Something.... Big." The smile she gives is supposed to be sly, seductive, and sexy. In reality an observant eye could see she was bored and tired. Flicking her hair again she says, "So what's your fantasy?"

There was that chuckle again. "We will get to that in a moment..." A hand appeared, canine, most likely wolf, from off of the edge of the camera. "This way."

The camera turned, following the guiding hand, and the scene shifted. When it refocused it showed what looked to be a piece of bondage equipment. It was perfectly arranged so that an individual, kneeling down on the knee pads, would be bent over a bench. Support was in place for stomach, chest, and chin. Arm and ankle bands would lock the limbs in place, trapping the individual to the breeding stand, rump in the air.

The device brought a soft, "whoa" from Bobby when she first laid eyes upon it. She circled, casually shedding this piece of clothing and that. When she was naked, she leaned against the toy, pressing her crotch against one of its arms. "This is what you want?"

Again she had that little sly, trying to be sexy smile. The difference this time was that there was a bit of sparkle in her eyes, a tiny bit of excitement. "You going to breed me, big wolf boy?"

The wolf laughed, still behind the scenes. "Not quite yet." Waving a hand at the device he said, "Please, assume a comfortable position."

Bobby laughed musically and straddled the bench. Looking at the camera she did an ever so slow and sexy slide down the bench and into position. Hands on the hand rests, feet pressing into the stirrups, she gave a sultry look. "I'm ready..."

"Almost." There was a small gesture by the wolf and three absolutely white naked female felines appeared. Silently they moved over to Bobby and started tightening straps, locking her into place.

As they worked the wolf said, "Your scent, you are a bit excited by this prospect. Why?"

That startled Bobby for a heartbeat, but she recovered quickly. "You know me... I love a guy that loves to tie me up and use me good." She tested the bonds, pulling lightly against them. They were very secure, leaving her almost no ability to pull away.

The wolf walked forward, giving the first sight of him. Bare chested, wearing only a pair of light slacks, his profile was an impressively strong one. Muscles were defined under his fur and his pelt was shiny. The camera did not reach past his shoulders, keeping his identity unknown. Slowly, teasingly, he stroked a finger from the back of Bobby's head all the way down to her naked backside.

"This is not involving my fantasies," he said, giving her rump a sharp spank. "I have had quite a bit of research done into you, Melissa Crane."

The statement more then startled 'Bobby', her body going tense. "How the hell do you kno-"

"Like I said, I have done quite a bit of research. Especially into some of your more..." there was a pregnant pause, "secret desires."

"What do you mean..." Bobby trailed off when she heard the sharp sound of a bark, from off camera. She could only stare as a non-anthro large Germen Sheppard dog was lead in by one of the silent white felines.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," her almost whisper of a voice said, staring still at the dog. "I didn't sign up for this."

"Of course you didn't. If you had known, you would not have accepted our offer. But you are here now." The smile in that voice could almost be heard. "And from the look of things you are quite excited as well."

Growling hard she tugged at her bonds, uselessly. "Let me out of her, there's no fucking way that I'm going to do that." The dog was released and, as per his training, he walked around Bobby and begin sniffing up between her invitingly spread legs.

"I said, let me go!" Bobby shouted, violently yanking at the bonds holding her down. "I swear, I'm going to sue you into the stone-age if you don't stop this right now! You are going to be so-" a gasp, "oh gods."

The dog had begun to lick rapidly, tongue lashing forward again and again at Bobby's pussy, it being so beautifully spread before the animal. The camera adjusted, moving to get a better view of the action. "It would appear that he likes you," the wolf said with amusement.

"St...stop... it now!" There was now a touch of panic in Bobby's voice, but it was quickly lost to sharp gasps and quiet moans. The dog continued it's attentions of her pussy, sparing nothing, ignoring her protests.

After several moments of this an order was given off camera to the dog. With a bark it hopped up with its forepaws resting atop of the breeding cradle. The action brought Bobby out of her bliss for just long enough to recognize what was going to be happening next. It did not give her any opportunity to protest, quickly jabbing forward with its hips.

The first three or so thrusts comically missed their target, hitting her rump, a thigh, and her belly in that order. The fourth though the dog found its mark and drove several inches of its cock into her waiting body. Bobby hissed harshly, fingers curling around the handholds on the breeding cradle, claws digging into the surface.

"Your profile,' the wolf said suddenly, "indicated you favored dogs. It showed that you had an interest in animals." He stroked the top of her head, petting her ears, "But your acting career, if you wish to call it that, prevented you from ever getting involved in that field."

Bobby was silent, though mostly from the fact she was reduced to soft gasps and hisses. The dog, forelegs curled around her middle, muzzle resting on her shoulder, was thrusting into her as only a dog could.

"So this secret little desire has been resting just beneath the surface for years. We have decided to relieve you of that itch."

"Y..you.. fucking... bastard.." Bobby growled, eyes closed. Despite her words she was obviously enjoying the attentions of the dogs. It continued onwards for several minutes, the dog well trained. Soon though Bobby's breath was catching faster and faster, her eyes were squeezing shut, her tail lashing trapped against her back.

"I'm gonna... gonn... oh fuck!" she cried, tilting back her head, screaming out her pleasure as she climaxed hard. It rippled through her body as she thrust back as far as she could against the dog. The dog, once she began her climax, was trained to release its own. Its thrusts increased momentarily before doggy seed began squirting visibly into Bobby's body.

The whole scene was sadly short. Once done the dog tugged a few times and pulled out, leaving a trail of thin doggy cum down Bobby's leg. It padded off, tail a waging, still dangling lewdly. When it walked out of sight the camera refocused on Bobby's face.

The wolf hand, the rest of him still out of sight, came up to brush back Bobby's limp ears. "So, how was that?"

"Fuck you!" Bobby said, growling.

"So you're not done yet?" the wolf asked with amusement. "Well then..." The camera panned away to show a door. It slid open, revealing what looked to be about twenty dogs.

"Enjoy," was all the wolf said, walking away again. The camera flicked back to Bobby just long enough to catch the startled, fearful, and hungry expression on her face.

_"What the hell is this?" the cheetah exclaimed. "You didn't say that this would be dogs fucking some bitch."

"You don't know who that is?" the jackal said. "That's Bobby Bunny, she's famous. I have gigs of video of her, she's so hot!"

"This is nothing," the wolf said, "You should see what happens next."

"Man, I don't know," the cheetah said, shaking his head. "This is some sick shit"

"You got to wait, it gets good."_

The dogs were brought in one by one by the silent white furred felines. A large lab took its turn first on her backside, simply hopping up and ramming home. They led another dog to her muzzle and, despite Bobby's protests, forced its erect cock into her muzzle. She first choked on its size before stucking on it hard.

The lab came quickly, but instead of letting it shoot its load deep into her body they pulled it out at the last minute. Instead it empted shot after shot of seed against her rump, pussy, and back. Then, once finished, the felines led it off and brought another into its place.

Bobby was no longer complaining. A dog spitting her on each end she rocked through climax after climax. Eventually she was covered in cum. It was dripping in huge globs out of her pussy each time a dog pulled out. It was ground into her pelt and driping in a puddle on the ground. Her muzzle was almost drooling with the stuff, her stomach far past overfull.

She lay glassy-eyed as they led one of the last dogs out. Aching, coughing up chunks of white cum, she panted and tried to catch her breath.

"Well now, Bobby. How was that?" Though the wolf's face couldn't be seen, the amusement in his voice could be heard.

"F..fuck.." was all that Bobby said, head hanging.

_"That was... wow," was all the cheetah said. He had a hand in his pants, though he was trying to hide it.

"I've got to get me some of that," the jackal commented. He was leaning over the wolf's shoulder and panting heavily. One of the boys already had track stains on the front of his pants from losing his load.

The wolf just smirked a little, arms over his chest. "That's not the best part."

"What?" the cheetah asked.

"You won't believe what's next. Here it comes."_

"Well, Bobby, it sounds like you've had fun. Yes?" the wolf asked. Bobby simply nodded her head, too weak for much more effort.

"That's good to hear. But there is one last thing that we haven't fulfilled you know. One last deep, dark desire."

For a heartbeat or two Bobby looked confused. A sharp, loud whinny broke that silence and her eyes went wide.

"No... no fuck no. You didn't," she began, looking over her shoulder.

The doors opened. It was done in slow motion or something, the way that that first hoof stepped onto the straw on the ground. The second fallowed it, leading up to a massive barrel chest. A thick neck, a huge head, and the rest of the horse followed in.

It was a massive beast, a good twenty hands tall. A Clydesdale, built as a draft horse for pulling the heaviest of burdens, its body rippled with muscles and strength. Snorting at the scents in the room it walked in, being lead by reins and two more of those silent female felines.

"Oh fuck no..." was all that Bobby said for the longest time. She was staring at the horse, eyes wide, fear showing in her expression. "You can't do that, it... it won't work, You can't be serious!" the last part said in an almost panic.

"Yes, we can. And yes, we will. After all, all good shows need a finale." He made a motion with his hand and the horse was brought the rest of the way over.

Bobby, for her part, stared at the weapon between the stallion's legs, easily as big around as one of her own legs, and probably as long. "Please, no, you don't understand! It's not going to work, this is dangerous!"

The stallion was led up to the breeding cradle, and it was apparent he had been well trained. Already erect, ready for service, he clambered up on top of the cradle, a hoof on either side of Bobby's body. One of the felines crouched near its haunches and with gentle hands guided him to Bobby's well used and lubricated pussy.

"Please!" Bobby said, before groaning at the feeling of the head pushing up against her sore body. "Oh gods please don't!"

Everyone ignored her. The stallion, as it was trained, waited. The cock tip was rubbed against Bobby's pussy slowly, gathering the cum that was still dripping out of her body. When given the right command it pushed forward, slowly.

Bobby was crying, and panting at the same time. The cock was wider then anything she had had for a long time, but it was going in. She tried to squeeze down but was no match for the horses strength. Lewdly spread on the cradle, cock inching into her, she simply gasped and groaned in pleasure and pain.

It hit bottom, bringing a wince and gasp from Bobby. The wolf crouched in front of where she was bound, only his muzzle visible on camera. With a smile he patted the top of her head, "You've been a good girl, thank you. We'll make sure that your publisher gets the money."

"P..pl...please!" Bobby gasped out through her tears, "Don't.. don't do this." It was as far as she got. The stallion received a pat on the rump, which was his signal to start. He pulled back an inch or two, gaining a hiss from Bobby. Then, muscles bunching, it drove its cock into the body before it with all of the strength of those massive flanks.

Bobby screamed, fingers curling around the handholds again, claws digging in deep. The horse, hitting the barrier inside of her body, pulled back and lunged forward again, driving the huge cock through her body. A third and it broke through, Bobby's mouth open in a silent scream of agony.

Tears welled up in her eyes and trickled down her cum covered cheeks. She could make no noise, her whole body locked in the pain of the thing piercing her. The horse, once in that deep, began a rapid flank twitching, thrusting. Grunts came from between Bobby's cries of pain, the only noise that she could make.

There was an almost pregnant pause before the stallion pulled back again. It waited a moment, then drove upwards. Bobby's eyes bulged and her mouth hung open as far more of that horse cock then should have been able to slammed through her ripped pussy and deep into her body. The horse pulled back again, humping hard, several feet of cock ending up inside of Bobby's insides.

The camera pulled downwards, showing where the bulge of the cock could be seen entering Bobby's stretched and bleeding pussy. It passed through her waist and up into her belly, the bulge moving around her insides. Each thrust caused that bulge to pull back to almost her pussy before driving all the way up into her belly.

It continued for several minutes as Bobby's grips on the handholds weakened and her body began to go limp. Almost as if sensing the end the horse gave a last couple of flank thrusts, hilting itself in her. The visible tip lodged itself deep into Bobby's chest, her insides turned to mash by the abuse.

Bobby's mouth erupted with the cum stored in her belly, white gushes flooding forth as her stomach was battered from the inside. It shot out onto the floor and dribbled down her chin. Her eyes were gazed and blank as the horse empted its seed into her belly, causing it to sag downwards and fill up.

Finally it pulled free of her, her body dangling and broken on the breeding harness. Her hands and legs twitched, showing she was still alive. The horse was led away, and the wolf crouched down near her head.

"What is my name," he asked. For the longest moment she didn't even twitch... but finally she coughed, dislodging a glob of cum. And, after that, she spoke.

"Zodiac."

The camera faded away, went to black, before the beginning Zodiac symbol faded back onto the screen.

_The room was silent. One of the boys looked like he was going to be sick. Most of the rest were stunned. And yet, almost all of them were standing erect and ready to go.

"Fuck," was all the Cheetah could say.

"Yeah, fuck indeed," said the jackal. "Fuck."

"Did she die?" one of the boys asked, his eyes wide and his cock out.

"Yeah, they found her body in the harness still, just covered..."

"Fuck."

"Want to watch again?" the wolf boy said, a huge grin on his face. One hand was on the keyboard, the other he was masturbating himself with slowly._