There was a Panda Bear that lived in a nice apartment in the big city, he made tons of money investing in stocks and was now more than set for life. He'd put himself on a budget that just had a few minor points such as, 'Don't eat out every day' or 'Don't buy a new car every year.' 
Then it also has some weird one's on it, such as, 'Don't get a Girlfriend, they're too expensive.' Likely set for himself because he wasn't very likely to get a girlfriend, he never worked out and therefore was a rather heavy Panda. Though he was by no means ugly, he had a handsome face, lush panda hips, and even his stomach wasn't so unsightly for a panda.
That said, he wanted to make sure his money lasted him his whole life, though he had to admit that jerking it every night instead of hilting into a nice pussy was really pulling at his sex drive, he craved sex so bad that he was ready to do anything. One afternoon he was so frustrated that he walked out of his apartment and into the alleyway, hoping to find someone to breed, maybe a late night smoker wanted to romp, he wasn't thinking anywhere near straight.
It was then that the panda heard a clatter over by the garbage cans, he quickly walked over to a knocked over trash can, thinking that someone was sitting over here. Instead of that, he finds two tails sticking out of the trash. The Panda gave a sideways glance at the tails and gripped them tightly in his big panda paw, he then pulled the creature out of the trash, revealing it to be a Buizel. The Panda quickly looked up the startled Pokemon and saw a sheath."Fucking dammit, why couldn't you of been a female? Then I could have at least thought about fucking you. Fucking trash can Buizels," the Panda growls. The Buizel just whimpers, lowering his ears.
The Panda leans in and sniffs the Buizel. "You smell like smoke, you've been hanging out with a smoker?" The Buizel whimpers and quickly nods. "Yeah? Think they'd go for a quick dip in the alleyway?" The panda then says in a soft tone. The Buizel stares at the panda in confusion.
"Ah fuck it, whatever, we can make this work somehow," the Panda shrugs, still holding the Buizel by his tails and walks the pup into his apartment.
The two of them went into the bathroom and took a shower, the panda quickly soaped himself up and then rinsed off, while the Buizel sat in the bathtub and whimpered the entire time. "Oh hush you, you're getting a free night inside an apartment. I'm not having you stink it up, trash weasel."
The panda quickly dried himself off and got dressed into some loose jogging pants and a tank top, he then dried off the Buizel and began wondering how he could fuck the Buizel without having to look at him. "Might have to go out and get a collar and leash...no, not worth it for a one night stand. I could just put you in one of my extra pants legs...nah, too cramped. Maybe if I cut the toe off of this sock and wrap it around you...or.."
The Panda looks over to his bed and huffs, he starts cutting a small hole in one of his extra white sheets and throws the Buizel into the bed, putting the sheet over him. "Eh.. This'll do. Don't you fucking dare get hard off this, mutt, I don't wanna feel that thing, as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't exist." He says, pressing his dickhead up to the hole in the sheets where the Buizel's muzzle was waiting.
The panda thrusts in and out, his monstrous girth squeezing through the hole as it becomes sloppier and wider due to his thrusts and the Buizel's saliva. The panda grabs the sheets tightly as he begins to thrust faster, rocking the bed and smacking his belly against Buizel's head with each thrust. He could barely feel the slimy tongue of the Buizel as it rolled around the panda's huge, musky cock. He could barely hear the Buizel's whimpers and whines due to the panda's heavy panting and groaning. He could barely smell the Buizel due to his own scent that was muscling it out.
With every push, he felt himself getting deeper into the Buizel's throat. With every push, the saliva that was gushing out of the Buizel's mouth and splashing down his muzzle and onto his head was getting thicker and gakker. With every push, he could feel himself getting closer to his limit. With every thrust...he thrust one last time as his legs began to shudder and quiver.
"Here it...comes!" he yells as he releases a thick, sticky, hot wad of seed that explodes into the Buizel's mouth. The first shot was so strong that it actually forced the back of his head against the mattress of his bed and caused his jaw to drop, allowing some of the jizz to just pour out onto his tongue and the sheets.
The panda started railing the Buizel's muzzle. "Swallow it! Swallow every last drop! I'm filling your dirty little mouth!" He yells as his second and third wads are released, flooding the Buizel's mouth.
He could hear the Buizel choke a bit as he tried to keep up with the torrential flood of hot, thick seed. He kept railing him even after he was completely finished just to make sure he got every last bit of his spunk inside that scum bag mouth. He was still so horny that he actually let out a growl as he felt his shaft begin to swell. The panda yanked his member out of the Buizel's muzzle and let out a rumbling growl as he felt his orbs quickly swelling to the size of baseballs. He rammed it inside the Buizel's mouth, causing his jaw to almost snap shut and hold the dick in place.
"Swallow it all down, scum sucker." He yells as he begins to release a flood of thick, gooey, and sticky white liquid straight into the Buizel's mouth. It splashed against his tongue and poured down his throat. He felt the pressure of the sheer amount of seed inside his mouth cause it to overflow out of his lips and start dripping down his chin and onto his furry chest. The panda pulled his still hard member out of the Buizel's mouth with a wet slurp. He sat there, catching his breath as he looked down at the mess he just made.
"Well? Don't just sit there, swallow it!" He yells, knocking the Buizel's head with his foot. The Buizel chokes and swallows all the panda spunk inside his mouth, not wanting to experience what would happen if he didn't obey.
The Panda felt better, but he still wanted a nice firm pussy, why did he have to do unlucky with the dumb alley rat? He'd never get to sleep at this rate. The panda took the sheet wrapped around the Buizel and smirked as he saw the Buizel's dirty cummed on, exhausted face from getting facefucked by the bear. His face was also covered in Panda sweat, along with the ruined sheet. He looked down at the pathetic Buizel he was holding himself up over as the Buizel stared back in fear.
"You're pathetic.." the Panda sighed, looking at the Buizel's ass. "But you're also cute and tight, so.. ah fuck me, whatever. I'll pity fuck you, mongrel," the Panda smirked, lining up with the Buizel's hole. He thrusted in, making the Buizel yelp in pain as he continued to force himself in.
"Shut the hell up or I'll kill you, runt."
The panda continued to thrust in and out, panting as he did so. The tightness of the Buizel's ring was almost too much for him to handle as he continued to thrust. The panda reached his paws around the Buizel's body, groping at his chest as he bit at the back of his neck.
"You like that, you little street rat? You like getting railed by a panda?" The panda laughed as he continued to thrust, leaning forward and nipping at the side of the Buizel's cheeks.
The Buizel cried, trying to wiggle himself out of the panda's grasp. The panda just continued to thrust into him as his breathing became heavier. He let out a loud, long moan as he felt himself release into the Buizel's hole.
The panda pulled out, letting the Buizel go as he fell forward with a thud. The panda looked down at his work as he stroked his still hard member.
"Well fuck, pup. I'm still hard, I must be into taking pity on little trash can weasels. Looks like I'll have to go harder this time," the bear snarls, jamming his shaft right back in.
The panda continued to thrust into the Buizel, whose whimpers and cries could be heard throughout the apartment building, a whole bunch of anthros hearing the Buizel get railed like a slut. The panda was too far gone into his lust-addled rage to care.
He continued to thrust into the Buizel as his pace began to slow, his heavy breathing turning into long, slow groans. He was about to reach his limit once more. He released inside the Buizel one more time, filling up the little mammal with his hot, sticky seed. The panda collapsed onto the weasel while still balls deep in his backside.
"Take it, you street rat. Take every last drop."
The panda let out a long, slow sigh as he began to drift off into sleep with his heavy scrotum resting on the Buizel's swollen testicles. The Buizel could take no more of this brutal assault and fainted. He was unconscious for who knows how long as the panda remained sleeping on him, stinking of sweat and fur and refusing to get off of him. He woke up to a severe pain in his lower body, the feeling of blood having rushed to his nether regions. The panda was also awake at this point, lazily stirring from his sleep and realizing what he was doing.
"Shit, I need to piss," the panda sighs as he pushes himself up with his paws against the ground.
He looks down at the Buizel and shrugs, not wanting to get out of bed. "Drink my piss and I'll let you sleep beside me instead of under me." The bear raised a leg, holding his hard shaft up to the Buizel.
He didn't want to, but he didn't really have a choice. He parted his dried out lips and allowed the pungent fluid to pour into his mouth, choking as it went down his throat and filling his stomach with warm piss. The panda soon finished up and dropped his softening member, pushing himself back onto the bed as he was about to fall asleep once more.
"Here, as promised."
The panda turned to his side and pushed the Buizel into his smelly, fluffy, white balls and closed his thighs around the poor Buizel's head, trapping him in with the musk. He continued to sleep, forcing the Buizel to lay against the panda's warm, mushy testicles. The Buizel laid there for who knows how long as the panda and himself slept through the night.
The next day...
The thighs finally opened back up "Well look who it is. I was wondering if you were still alive down here," the panda said, looking down at the musk drunk Buizel with a smirk, his little nose still stuck against the bear's sweaty testicals.
"Thanks... for letting me sleep beside you... instead of under you," the Buizel answers, forcing himself up from the panda's musky testicles. He feels the pungent odor fill up his nostrils and begins to get lightheaded, causing him to fall right on his back.
"Whoa there, dizzy?" the panda asks, snickering. "You might've drank a bit too much panda musk last night."
The panda looks down at the Buizel with a smirk
"How did you enjoy my musk, trashcan weasel?" The bear chuckled. "Did you like laying against my musky nuts? Did you enjoy the way they pushed up against your face?"
The poor thing whimpered as if to say "P-Please... no more..." The Buizel said, closing his eyes and trying to ignore the panda's taunts.
"You're really cute when you beg, you know that?" The panda chuckles, running his finger along the tip of the weasel's snout.
"Y'know, I'm not a faggot, but you sure are fun to take advantage of, weasel." The bear smirked.
"Y'know, slut, I'm feeling nice and you've been a good fuck. I'll let you choose, you can either stay here, I'll feed you and give you water, and you can soak up my musk every night. Your other option is to go back to your hot trashcan and starve or dehydrate to death. What'll it be, slut, wanna be a good fuck pet?" The Bear asked, staring down at the Buizel.
The Buizel knew that he'd most likely starve or dehydrate if he went back to his trash can. It was a hard choice between that and staying here, being the panda's musk-slut. He didn't like it, but he took the offer.
"I-I'll stay," he whines.
"You don't sound sure, show master how much you want to be his musk pup," he then spreads his legs to show Buizel his huge musky balls.
The weasel slowly crawls over to the panda's scrotum, and begins licking the musky testicles. The panda moans in ecstasy, while the Buizel gags and chokes, shaking his head and whimpering. "At least this is better than dying in a trashcan, maybe you'll even grow to enjoy it? Now lap my musky nuts!" He commands.
The weasel complies, but he feels like he's going to pass out."Well? Get under my scrotum, you dirty little creature."
The Buizel gets underneath the panda's scrotum and begins sucking on the panda's fluffy whitr ball sack, which tastes just as bad as it smells. The panda moans in ecstasy as he takes his phone out, taking a picture of the weasel pleasuring him.
"I'm gonna send this to all my contacts, they'll love it!" He says, pressing some buttons on his phone.
"Now get back to work, you're not done yet!"
The Buizel reluctantly continues pleasuring the smelly panda for a few more hours, sucking on his testicles and licking under them until the panda finally lets out a mighty roar as he fires his sticky, smelly load all over the weasel's face and in his mouth.
The Buizel is plain exhausted by the point. He's never worked so hard in his life, and the panda seems far from finished.
It was at this point that the Buizel realized that maybe if he could just fully satisfy the Panda, maybe he could finally relax.
Maybe if the weasel was willing to go the whole nine yards, he could finally get some relief.
The weasel licks the panda's ball sack clean, trying not to retch in disgust. He didn't enjoy this, but it was better than being in the trash can.
"Mmm, you're really trying hard, I like that," The panda says, winking at the weasel. "You ready to be a musk-slut for master?"
The weasel gulps nervously, not sure if he's ready or willing to go this far. Willing or not, the weasel is committed now. He has to do this. He nods.
"Great," the panda smiles, his claws gently scratching at the weasel's back. "Get under my ball sack and start licking my butt-hole, I want it slick as soap," the Panda ordered.
The weasel does as he's told, pressing his snout up against the panda's butthole. He begins to lick it, trying not to retch at the disgusting flavor. He begins to tongue it, getting it as slick as a soap would.
The Panda moans as he lifts his rump a bit off the bed as the Buizel was on his back tonguing the Panda's hole. His nose was on fire, the ass sweat covering his face. The panda begins moaning, and the weasel knows it's time to up the ante. He began to slide his tongue inside the panda's butthole, which seemed to please the panda a lot more.
"Rrrr.. y-yes... that's a good... oh my god... yes... !" The panda moans as he runs his claws through the weasel's fur.
The weasel continues to please the panda's butthole with his tongue, and after a few minutes, he slides his tongue back out. He then begins to slowly slide his snout inside the panda's butthole.
"Mmmm... s-slowly now... don't hurt yourself..." The panda says as the weasel's snout begins sliding inside the panda's butthole, his nose going further and further inside.
The weasel can't believe what he's doing, and how much he's enjoying it. He slides his head in further and further as the panda's tight butthole surrounds his head. He slowly begins sliding himself out, before sliding back in. The panda begins moaning, and as he does the weasel finds himself enjoying it more and more.
"Mmmm... rrrr.. y-yes... harder... do it harder... !" The panda orders.
The weasel begins sliding himself out faster, and sliding back in faster. He began going faster and faster, as the panda's butthole was massaging his head. The wet sounds of pleasuring echoed throughout the room, along with the loud squishing sounds.
"Harder... mmmm... yes... rrrrrr.... f-f-faster !!!"
The musk was so potent that the Buizel wasn't even thinking anymore. He just began pumping as fast as he could, and the tightness of the panda's butthole was enough to make him about to pass out. The Buizel was talking in his own Pokemon language, something translating roughly to,
"I-I'm gonna... rrrrr.... ch-choke on your ass.. t-the musk is too much..." The weasel wheezed, not knowing what he was saying anymore.
"Do it... do it... Harder.. mmm.. more" The panda growls, ready to finish up.
The Buizel begins to pump as fast as he can, the panda's butthole completely sucking him in and choking him. The weasel was no longer able to make any noises besides loud squeaks, his voice box just wasn't strong enough to handle this type of assault.
The weasel was going in and out so fast, that it began to feel like the panda's butthole was ready to rip his head off.
"C-coming... !" The panda shouts.
The panda's butthole begins to spasm, and the weasel's head is pushed out of the panda's hole. The weasel gasps for air as the panda roars, his body shuddering in ecstasy. The panda shoots his load all over his own chest fur, which is soon followed by a second and third burst, before he finally collapses on the bed.
The Panda falls off of the Buizel and onto his back, the backside of his balls resting on the pup's nose. The Buizel was also laying in his back, the musk shutting down his body.
The Panda grips the Buizel and pushes his head to his smelly, wet balls and spent cock. "Clean it and then I'll reward you."
The Buizel takes a moment to come back to his senses and then starts cleaning the mess. He didn't mind the musk anymore. In fact, he loved it.
"Mmmm... Good boy... " The panda moans, running his fingers through the weasel's fur as he continues cleaning.

"You do really like panda musk, don't you, trashcan weasel?" The bear smiled, though his voice seemed more tender. Tears rolled down the Buizel's eyes as the musk stung his eyes while he cleaned all the cum off the Panda's cock and balls. He was so busy being embarrassed and ashamed that he didn't even realize when the panda shoved his head against the bear's thick stomach, cleaning the cum off it with his new pet.
When the panda's sack was clean, the panda took a hold of the weasel's ears and lifted his head up to face his own. He then slowly pushed his tongue into the weasel's mouth and began rubbing his back. The panda pulled the weasel's tongue into his mouth and began sucking on it, playing with it with his own tongue. He also gently scratched behind the weasel's ears, making him shiver in both disgust and pleasure.
The panda then released his tongue from his mouth with a wet pop sound. "Good boy," he said. "I'm going to enjoy having you around."
Wrapping his arms around the weasel, the Bear laid on his side with the Buizel and sloppily made out with him. His tongue explored the weasel's mouth and rubbed against his own, licking around his teeth and the roof of his mouth. He reached his paws around and grabbed the weasel's furry cheeks, squeezing them together to intensify the deepness of the kiss.

Slobber and saliva goes everywhere as the Panda sloppily makes out with his new pet. The weasel was in complete and utter shock, he couldn't believe this was happening. The panda breaks the kiss and looks at the weasel with a lustful gaze.
"I think it's time to take you... Now get on all fours, Trashcan Weasel." The panda says in a commanding yet gentle tone.
The weasel nods his head rapidly and obeys his new master's command. He gets on all fours and sticks his rump in the air, ready to be taken by his new master.
"Good, good," The panda says. "You were... made... for this."
The panda positions himself behind the weasel and slowly guides his throbbing, huge member into the weasel's tight hole. As more and more of his member is being forced inside the weasel, the more the weasel cries in pain. He grabs the weasel's hips with both hands and forces himself inside, completely sheathing himself inside the weasel. The weasel lets out a blood curdling scream as he tears start to fall from his eyes.
"Shhh, it'll get better," the panda says as he starts thrusting in and out.
Panda sweat drenched the Buizel's back as musk filled the pup's nose while his master went to town. The panda was getting close, as his grunt grew more frequent and the pounding grew harder. He started going faster, and then slammed his entire weight against the Buizel's backside as he came.
"Oooooooohhhh..." The panda moans.
The weasel felt warm liquid being shot into him, filling him up. It was so much that it started leaking out of his muzzle. The panda kept pumping as the last bits of his seed were coming out, then he slowed down and took his limp member out of the weasel's hole. He kneeled behind the Buizel and stroked his belly, whispering sweet nothings to him.
"There... You're a good boy... Good boy..." The panda says as he pets the Buizel.

Expecting to be crushed under the Panda again, the Buizel was surprised when his master held him close and snuggled up with him. The pup still smelled the bear's musk, but this felt much sweeter. He didn't really know how to react, so he just went with it and settled into the panda's arms.
The Panda was already snoring, happily hugging the Buizel. The Buizel flicks his eyes around for a moment, then presses his nose right into the armpit of the panda, his eyes going up into the back of his head as he takes a deep sniff. His nose scrunches up as he takes in the panda's scent.
"Well, it's better than the garbage..." He thinks to himself before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep with his nose buried in the sweaty panda armpit.