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Timmy stirred, his nose twitching. He smelled something... something different. He'd never woken up to that smell before, but he knew he'd smelled it before. He slowly opened his eyes, he was curled up in a bed, a big bed, not his own. Light streamed in a partially shaded picture window, directly into his eyes. He winced, blinking from the bright sunshine and looked around. He'd never seen this room before... where was he?

Meat, that's that smell, cooking meat, he'd smelled it from the cafeteria at school. He'd never eaten meat, being a rabbit and all, but the school served it to the carnivores... where WAS he?

He slowly uncurled from the ball he had been sleeping in. Yesterday was fuzzy, he remembered leaving school, he and Josh had planned to get together later in the evening to play some video games. Is this Josh's house? His dad is a wolf and eats meat, though his mom usually insists on veggies... _ Had he gone over there and fallen asleep?_No... this definitely wasn't Josh's room, and I've peaked into his parent's room before... I don't think it looked like this.

Turning his head to look around once more he felt that his face fur was crusty, like he'd been crying. He brought his hand up to his face, a vision of fangs popping into his head, a paw clamped over his mouth. The memory made him quickly sit up, a jab of pain radiated from his tailhole making him wince, it was sore.

Suddenly, his memory flooded back. The tiger leaping out of the woods tackling him. Something painful being shoved up his butt. The tiger opening it's maw, promising to swallow him whole. His desperate plea for his life. Promising to let the tiger hunt him whenever he wanted... to lure other cubs to him. Arms cradling him...

This must be that tiger's bedroom... the new friendly neighbor on the corner!

Ten stood over the stove, watching his deer meat fry up. It was just an unevolved feral deer purchased from the supermarket, even predators couldn't hunt down every meal. This morning he was cooking up twice as much as he would usually have for breakfast; sparing that cub last night had left his stomach growling especially fiercely.

His ears twitched, hearing the tentative footfalls of tiny feet sneaking down the hallway. Sounds like someone finally woke up, he grinned. He listened to the timid footsteps get closer and closer, but didn't turn away from his cooking meal. Then, in the reflection of the stove's backsplash he saw a long pair of ears followed by a set of eyes peak out from around the corner. The cub silently watched him in front of the stove, then cautiously looked the other way, towards the front door.

"Morning... You're not already questioning your little deal... are you? Thinking about trying to sneak out...?" Ten said without turning to face the cub.

Timmy meeped and ducked back around the corner drawing a chuckle from Ten. "N, no."

"Good... cause you know what would happen if you did."

The cub appeared around the corner again, "Y, yes" he rubbed his stomach, "Umm, is there any food? I'm really hungry, I haven't eaten since lunch yesterday."

Ten shut the heat off the stove and slid the deer steaks onto a plate with a wet slap, blood oozing from the meat. Sure, raw was good, but his feral ancestors didn't know the extra flavors just a little bit of cooking drew out.

"The only thing I've got in the house is meat. If you don't want that you're welcome to forage some grass or something." he turned around and setting the plate down on the kitchen table.

Timmy looked at the bloody meat. "Umm... I think I'll see what I can find outside."

Ten shrugged, "Suit yourself." He watched the rabbit forge around in the back yard for a while.

"Umm, so, will I be able to go to school today?" Timmy asked coming back in.

Ten thought for a minute. He hadn't even considered that, there was going to be a lot to having a cub in the house. He thought back to, what was it, just a month ago already, it seemed like so much longer than that. It had been that one bear cub not showing up at school that had triggered the neighborhood wide search which led to his being found out. If he was going to let the kid live he might as well not risk having someone spot him around, and not in school.

"Alright," he finally decided, "but I want you coming straight back here at the end of the day... alone... and don't forget what happens if you break your deal." He drummed his claws on the kitchen table driving his point home.

Timmy nodded.

"And make sure you get cleaned up before you go, you look atrocious." He rummaged through a box he still hadn't unpacked and pulled out a bottle, tossing it to the cub. "Use that, you stink like tiger, and we can't have anyone smelling me all over you."

Timmy fumbled the bottle and dropped it on the floor, he starred down at the label, it showed a pair of eyes hidden amongst dense foliage 'Nutriscent', he hadn't heard of that brand before...

Ten read the cub's confusion. "It's a special shampoo for predators, it neutralizes our scent making us harder to detect by prey. You can't buy that in stores, only online."

Timmy sniffed himself, did he?

15 minutes later he was all cleaned up and ready to head out the door of his new home. "Umm," he thought about his agreement to lure other cubs to the tiger. "do you want me to, umm, try to lure someone for you today?"

"No, not yet. We can't hunt too often, or we risk exposing ourselves." He shared a bit of predator knowledge with the cub. "Now run along."

The day passed much as the past week had, and come mid-afternoon Ten was once more reclining in his deck chair watching the groups of cubs make their ways home from school. He was starting to get a little anxious, the final stragglers were making their way by and he still hadn't seen Timmy. He flexed his claws sharpening them on the ground beside him, had he already run off, had he been taken by this kid?

There hadn't been a disgruntled knock from a principle or parent on the door today, that was a good sign. His memory flashed back a month, his claws ripping into the patio as he tensed at the memory of that day...

Yesterday's hunt was still fresh in his mind, and on his tongue. He could still recall every detail of the chase. The bear cub had been a wily one, almost evaded him a few times. In the end the boy thought he could hid up a tree... guess no one bothered to teach him that tiger's could climb too. The cub had been so surprised when his pursuer had leapt up into the tree with him that he had fallen right out of it, breaking a leg when he hit the ground. Even then the boy still had fight in him, he had kept trying to crawl away, it had been so cute, the futility of it. He couldn't help but savor the catch for all it was worth.

The little bear had even kept trying to fight back as he fucked his ass... so much that he ended up having to tie the boy up and gag him, he'd never taken prey with such fight before. It was intoxicating. By the time he had finished with the boy he noticed that his struggles had stopped, and then he saw why. He had tied and gagged the cub so tightly that it had suffocated.

Oh well, that just meant he could enjoy a nice leisurely meal, savoring it until well past sunrise. All that fight had pumped the boy full of adrenaline, making its flesh the sweetest he'd ever tasted. He licked his lips just remembering the flavor.

And that's when that angry pounding came bashing at his door. So caught up with the memories of that meal he hadn't bothered to check who was pounding at that door. He opened it wide and before he knew what hit him he was sprawled on his back, his jaw fiercely aching.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Dazed he looked up at the hulking monster of a bear, recognition dawning on him... the mayor? "YOU ATE MY NEPHEW!" The monster's voice boomed.

Shit... that boy was the majors nephew?

Every fiber of his instinct made him want to lash out and attack the beast, but he was smart, this man outweighed him a good four fold and could easily toss him around like a rag doll if he wanted. A smart predator knew when to back down. He rubbed his jaw and opened his mouth to speak.

"SHUT IT YOU SACK OF SHIT! I'VE ALWAYS SUSPECTED YOU WERE UP TO SOMETHING SKULKING AROUND IN HERE BY YOURSELF, BUT COULD NEVER PROOVE IT!" He advanced through the open door, a wall of fur and muscle.

Again he opened his mouth to protest. "DON'T TRY TO DENY IT! YOU WERE CARELESS! YOU WERE SEEN SKULKING OUT OF THE WOODS THIS MORNING! WE FOUND THE SPOT WHERE YOU DID IT!" A giant paw reached down and yanked him to his feet by his neck, the bear's head looming over him "FUCK! I CAN STILL SMELL HIM ON YOU!"

The mayor threw him across the room, crashing into a table. "I recommend you get the hell out of my town... fast... or I will see to it that your life is a living hell." He turned and stormed back out the door slamming it so hard it fell off its hinges.

Ten seethed at the memory. Had he been careless again? Why had he let that rabbit live? Why had he let him out of his sight? He'd kill the boy's whole family if he had to, there was no way he was going to be drummed out of another town. Not again. Not for a stupid rabbit.

That's when he finally saw Timmy hiding behind a tree down the street. The cub looked behind him then darted into hiding behind a bush 2 houses down, waiting. He repeated the process several more times, darting from one hiding place to another before finally leaping over the fence into Ten's yard panting for breath. Had he been being cautious to make sure no one saw him come to my place?

"Well there you are. You're late, I was getting a little worried that you were having second thoughts."

"I waited at school," Timmy panted, "wanted to make sure no one saw me coming here."

Smart kid, he's got good instincts... "Good job. Did anyone see you at school? Brothers? Sisters? Anyone question where you were last night?" Gotta be sure no suspicions are up.

Timmy beamed, "Nope, I made sure to avoid my brothers and sisters, but like I said, they never notice me anyway, I'm sure no one even realized I wasn't at home last night."

Ten tousled the top of Timmy's head rubbing his ears, "Good kid," he led the cub up the porch towards his front door. "...you know what to do if anyone does right?"

He looked confused for a second then bobbed his head "Oh, oh, yeah. I'll lead them here for you."

"Good kid, good kid." There really was something about this kid...

At dinner that night Ten had offered Timmy some meat again. The rabbit had studied the offered meat, watching it's juices drip onto the plate. He didn't even know what meat tasted like, he sniffed it, curious, but... no, it seemed wrong, so he had opted to instead forage around in the yard again.

They were now together on the couch watching TV; Timmy curled up against Ten's leg, head resting in his lap. "Umm, mister, I never did get your name, I fell asleep yesterday before you could tell me."

"Hmm?" Ten looked down at the cub in his lap, "Oh, it's Tenlon, but my friends just call me Ten."

"Oh, umm, can I call you Ten?" he looked up with wide bright eyes.

Ten studied the boy, what was it about this kid, why couldn't he say no to him? "Yeah, sure kid."

Timmy beamed, "Thanks, umm, you can just call me Tim if you want."

The pair sat in silence again for a short time until Timmy spoke up again, "Umm, Ten, umm, I've been meaning to thank you."

"Hmm? Thanks Me?" That was a new one, prey thanking a predator? "Thank me for what?"

"Umm, for not eating me." The cub paused as if he wanted to say more. "and... umm..." he fidgeted. "For bringing me into your home like this..." he trailed off again and snuggled closer to Ten's side. "I've never gotten attention like this before... it's nice... you're nice..."

He looked down at the rabbit again. So that was it? The boy wasn't just a loner? He'd never had someone just sit together with him? Had he really been neglected all his life? No wonder he was so comfortable with the carnivore, so willing to... I've really taken on more than I realized here... He gently rested his paw on the cubs shoulder sitting in silence again.

Once again it was Timmy who broke the silence, "Umm, Ten?"

"Yes?"

"I've been wanting to ask..." he sat up and looked Ten in the eyes, "umm... what was it that you did to me yesterday? ...when you caught me... my bottom still hurts...."

Ten hesitated for a second. Should he tell a 2nd grader about sex? ...what harm could it do? He'd already raped the boy after all."That... that was called sex, anal sex to be precise." Timmy looked at him as if he were receiving a school lesson. "It's something normally done between 2 adults, and it's how cubs are made."

"Oh..." Timmy was old enough to know that cubs grew in the belly, but not the mechanics of it. "...does that mean I'm going to have cubs?" he looked down at his belly.

Ten burst into laughter, "Hahaha, no, only females have cubs, and you're far too young anyway."

Timmy didn't like being laugh at, "Oh... well... does it always hurt like that?"

"No, that's just because you're so small, and unprepared..." Was he feeling guilt for savagely using the boy to satisfy his needs? ...he was a predator that's what they did... how he'd always lived... prey on the weak... why was this boy making him question that? "For adults it's very pleasurable, that's why it doesn't have to always be between a male and a female just to make cubs."

The cub took that in, seeming lost in thought for a few minutes, "So... it's pleasurable for you?" he fidgeted and blushed, "...is there, umm, a way for it to be pleasurable for you but not hurt for me?"

Ten starred at the cub stunned, was he...? "W, well," he managed to stammer, "I suppose if I used lube, and was more gentle, gave you time to adjust... and there is oral sex and pawjobs too... why... do you ask?"

The cub hesitated, "Oral? You mean like with my mouth?" he paused, "can you teach me? You said it's pleasurable for you... I'd like to be able to give you pleasure for being so nice to me."

"Umm, well..." why should I hesitate? it's better than raping him I suppose, "sure... let's go to the bedroom, it's more comfortable." He got up and headed down the hall, the bunny bouncing excitedly at his heels.

Once in the bedroom he sat up against his headboard and spread his legs wide. "Ok, hop up here between my legs." Timmy took him literally, springing through the air nearly landing on him... "Oof, careful there."he'd have to remember to watch his use of the word 'hop' around a rabbit."Ok, do you see my sheath?" he gestured to his crotch, "start by gently stroking it."

Timmy skooched closer studying the tiger's crotch, he knew about sheaths, he'd always been told to keep his clean, this one looked similar to his own, just a lot bigger. Nervously he reached out to feel it, not sure what would happen, he didn't feel anything special when he touched his own.

It was warm, radiating the heat of the larger male's body. The first thing that he noticed was the sack below it hung much lower, and there seemed to be something inside it... two somethings... round and hard... his certainly didn't have that, it just felt like a small empty pouch. Moving up he grasped the sheath itself, it felt plump, there was something cylindrical inside it, and it seemed to be getting harder, growing... this was so new.

"That's it, just like that, OOooo not too hard." Ten sighed, the tiny hands exploring his junk, feeling himself becoming hard, about to make his appearance.

Timmy froze as something pink and pointy started to poke out of the top of Ten's sheath, was he doing something wrong? "Whoa, what's that?"

"That's my penis, keep going, you're doing good."

His penis? He'd never seen his do that before. He continued gently stroking the sheath, mesmerized as the fleshy tube continued to grow from its tip. "Why's it look like that? Mine has never done that before." His paws had stopped again as he leaned in to look closer at the thin pointed shaft, studying it, he could see small raised bits all around it, they looked like they were attached near the tip but hung loosely down the length.

"It's called an erection, it happens from pleasure. You're still too young to be able to get one. Go ahead and touch it, gently, the tip is the most sensitive."

He listened and tentatively felt it. It was slick, and even warmer than the sheath had been. Was this what had been in his butt? It looked so big... no wonder he was sore. He could feel a light pulsing in it making it bob beneath his paw. It was amazing. "Then... will mine look like this when I'm older?"

"MMmmm" the cub's paw felt good, "not exactly, every species' penis is different." God this felt good, "Ok, you've got me hard, now for the oral. Go ahead and start by licking it."

Lick it? Wasn't that where pee came from? "O, okay." He leaned even closer sniffing lightly as he stuck his tongue out cautiously taking his first taste. _It didn't smell like pee... more like when he hadn't bathed in a few days, only much stronger, and distinctly tiger._It didn't taste like much, so he got bolder, slowly moving his tongue up the shaft towards its tip. The shaft twitched under his tongue as he reached the tip, something more salty hitting his taste buds. It wasn't unpleasant... a little good actually. He began lapping his tongue up and down the length more quickly, really starting to get into it.

"Ok, good, now take it into your month. Watch your teeth, keep your tongue going on it, and suck lightly, like you would on a straw." Oh god, this was hot, he wouldn't last long at this rate.

Timmy listened wrapping his lips around the tip, his tongue dancing over it. He had identified the salty taste as a thin liquid coming from the tip each time the shaft twitched. It was twitching faster now firing that salty liquid with more force directly onto his tongue.

"That's it," Ten placed a paw on the back of the cub's head gently guiding it down. "Take it deeper, bob your head up and down." He guided his head along the shaft, the cub slowly increasing his speed. With his other paw he reached down to fondle the cub's prepubescent sheath and empty sack... his testicles hadn't even descended yet. Oh god, so close.

As he bobbed his head he felt those strange bumps along the shaft stiffen and become prickly, catching on his cheeks and tongue, he remembered that same sensation in his bottom last night... so that's what had caused it. He gasped as the paw grabbed his crotch, cool air entering his suddenly open mouth hitting the steaming shaft. It twitched more violently than ever before, and a much larger shot of liquid erupted from the tip, stronger, thicker, slimier. The shot hit the back of his throat catching him by surprise. He gagged, pulling back as a 2nd shot followed right behind the first. Pulling his mouth off the shaft he tried to swallow the unexpected liquid, a third shot hitting him square on the nose as he did.

Ten tensed and moaned as the first of his seed shot directly into the cub's throat. He felt the boy jerk back and removed his paw allowing his still firing shaft to slip from the boy's mouth. He looked down watching himself continue to fire his load, painting the boy's face white with several more shots of potent tiger seed.

Timmy reached up feeling the goo on his face as the spurts finally stopped. He sniffed the goo on his fingers, it was the strongest thing he'd ever smelled, pure condensed, essence of tiger. He licked his finger's tasting it, the rest had gone straight down his throat too fast for him to be able to really taste it. His face screwed up, in a grimace. It was strong, similar to the earlier liquid, but strong, really strong. Ten chuckled at the face he made. "Was that right? Did I pleasure you?"

"Oh yeah, you did perfect, Tim, just perfect."

Tim smiled and hugged Ten around the waist, "Good, I'm glad."

Both content and exhausted they curled up together, Tim between Ten's legs, and swiftly fell asleep. Just before sleep took him Ten heard Tim whisper, "I love you."