Ravenous Sheep

Strutting around the edge of the yard like a grumpy rooster, her hands behind her back and her frustrated gaze on the floor, Dawn Bellweather wore a constant scowl on her face. Forced to swap her dresses and skirts out for an orange prison jumpsuit, giving up her title of assistant mayor of Zootopia, the little sheep spent her days at the prison cursing just about everything and everyone, especially the dumb rabbit and the cocky fox that had landed her in there. Stopping to peer out of the chain link fence separating the prison yard, gripping the fence with a sour expression like she was trying to will it open, the herbivore stared with hatred at the several guards making their rounds, only getting dismissive looks back. The diminutive caprine hadn't exactly earned the trust of the guards, but at the same time she didn't get a whole lot of respect from most of the prisoners either, especially with many of them being predators, having heard about the woman's plot to rid the city of their kind. With her past combined with her lack of physical prowess, Dawn was forced to mostly keep to herself, though it wasn't like the sheep cared much about trying to make friends even if she wasn't quite so unpopular already. Bellweather hated the prison, she hated everybody there, she hated the city that had abandoned her when she'd done nothing but try to help, she hated Hopps and Wilde, she hated the rising number of predators amongst the city staff and the police, she hated everything. But most importantly, the ewe hated the lack of privacy at her new residence, barely getting a few minutes of true solitude at the prison in between the nosy prisoners and the all too dutiful guards. The woman had needs, the sort that she would've preferred a male to take care of, but even her own hand wasn't much help in relieving said needs when she couldn't even get five minutes to herself, leaving the sheep even more frustrated than before. Stewing in her annoyance, grumbling and muttering to herself while staring off at the city of Zootopia off in the distance, Dawn was only stirred from her furious trance at the sound of a sharp whistle, turning around to see the guards calling everyone back inside, signalling the end of yard time for the day. 

Marching in line with the rest of the women, her hands stuffed in her pockets as she tried to ignore the gazes of the other prisoners she was forced alongside of, Bellweather quickly broke off from the pack as soon as they were back in their block once more, heading straight for her cell. The ewe spent most of her days cooped up in there, when not in the yard or in the canteen, preferring to stay in her cell rather than suffer the annoyance of having to be around the other prisoners. Flopping onto her bed and grabbing the book she'd stuffed under her pillow, an utterly boring piece of literature but at least it was something other than just her own thoughts, Dawn tried to immerse herself in the reading, but quickly found her attention starting to wander, straying off of the words on the page and towards the nagging sense of pent up desires burning between her legs instead. With a frustrated sigh, the sheep laid the book on her chest, glancing towards the cell door and the empty bed on the other side of the room, slowly lowering a hand towards her crotch, zipping her orange jumpsuit down as she bit her lip. With a soft huff, the woman pushed her panties down, her pussy lips already soaked by the time her fingertips caressed against her slit, a slight blush forming on her cheeks as she began to slowly rub at her clit, trying to shut off the noise and bustle of the prison. Barely getting ten seconds into her session, Bellweather heard footsteps rapidly approaching the cell, quickly pulling her hand out from her panties and zipping her jumpsuit up, giving an annoyed and slightly out of breath groan as she spotted her canine cellmate stepping into the room. The wolf, easily twice Dawn’s size, barely even looked at the sheep, only giving the former assistant mayor a disdainful look as she walked over to her side of the cell, sitting down on her bed and scribbling something into her notebook. Frustrated at being interrupted right as she was trying to take care of her needs, Bellweather scowled while staring up at the ceiling, one fist balled up in annoyance as she listened to the predator she was stuck being the cellmate of, finding even the slight involuntary growl of the canine's breathing downright inane. What angered the sheep even further was the fact that most of the other prisoners didn't even have to suffer with the same problem she had, since the vast majority of them had enough respect that they could just ask to have the cell for an hour or two to take care of business. Some even partnered up with the other ladies, but Dawn certainly wasn't about to humiliate herself like that, thinking she was well above whoring herself out for some petty thugs and criminals, still certain that she didn't belong in the prison. Getting more and more frustrated at her cellmate, even with the wolf just silently sitting there, doing nothing at all, the sheep tossed and turned for a few minutes before finally springing up from her bed with a furious snarl. The ewe stormed out of the cell while the canine glanced at the outcast with a raised eyebrow, rolling her eyes at the dramatic exit of the little herbivore, 
“What a freak…”

Having to get out of the confined cell before she'd lunge at her cellmate, Dawn marched out and grumbled to herself as she found a nice and secluded corner of the cell block to set up at, sitting down at the side of a table. With her arms crossed, the sheep watched with furrowed brows as the other inmates glanced her way, some with mocking grins and others with much less amused sneers, the infamous herbivore’s sojourn outside of her cell seemingly not bringing much joy to the rest of the prison. After a few moments of a tense staring match between Dawn and a pack of predators, the silence was broken by a call coming in through the loudspeakers, 
“Dawn Bellweather to office 15.”
The woman had no idea why she was being called up, but she didn't exactly like the sound of it, aware that the guards usually didn't have chats with the prisoners like this unless they thought something was wrong. Even still, it at least meant a few minutes of peace away from the rest of the inmates, something that Bellweather was more than happy to take, hopping off of the table with an annoyed grunt, marching past a group of ladies seemingly debating whether to laugh or spit on her. Making her way to the checkpoint separating the cell block from the rest of the prison, a guard let Dawn through, escorting her to the other side of the complete and over to the host of small offices used for bringing the prisoners in for talks and other affairs. Though she would've preferred to be taken to the rooms used for conjugal visits, Bellweather didn't put up a fight as she was ushered into one of the offices, sitting down behind a bare table, crossing her arms and her legs as she sighed, waiting for whoever wanted to chat with her so badly.

A few minutes later, the door opened again, and a tiger entered, leaving Dawn unsure of whether to be even more annoyed than before or not, her hatred of predators weighing against the fact that the feline was a man for a change of pace, seemingly someone from outside of the women's prison even though he was in uniform like the rest of the guards. The man sat down opposite Bellweather, clearing his throat as he took out a small stack of papers, clicking his pen a few times before he finally spoke up, 
“I'm Jonathan, from the parole office.”
The ewe’s eyes immediately lit up as she sat upright, hoping that her years at the prison would come to a premature end, her excited expression immediately souring as the tiger flattened her expectations only seconds later, 
“Now, we can't really talk about early release at this stage, however…”
Sinking back in her chair, rolling her eyes with a groan, Dawn was tempted to just walk out on the predator after such a bait and switch, but decided to stick it out, curious about what exactly he wanted to talk about, 
“...since you've been on quite good behaviour, doing your duties and not getting into trouble here, we've decided to offer you a shift at community service.”
Bellweather shrugged, 
“So what, I'd be picking up trash from the side of the road or something?”
“Something like that. Though it'd be parks, not the side of a road, at least for the moment.”
The thought intrigued the sheep, a slight smirk creeping on her face before she quickly suppressed it, pretending as if she had to think it over for a while before giving a nod, 
“Sure, anything to cure the boredom.”
The man smiled, pushing over a paper and a pen, 
“Wonderful, sign here, please.”
Dawn quickly scribbled her name down, handing the paper back as she grinned, making plans in her head as the tiger stood up to leave. The ewe had no intentions of trying to run away, she knew full well that that sort of thing would only backfire on her, leaving her stuck behind bars for even longer than she still had left. The woman instead hoped that she might be able to take care of her needs during the little field trips, already feeling much more jubilant than before as she was led back to her cell block. 

After waiting around for almost a week, each infuriating day making her more desperate to be rutted like a breeding bitch, Dawn was finally called up near the start of the morning, giddily heading out of the cellblock, led to a bus with a handful of other prisoners. Barely even paying attention to the headcount and role call that happened before they were allowed to be loaded up, the ewe already felt her panties sticking to her pussy lips as she gently squirmed in place, only barely able to keep her hands off of herself just because she knew she'd have a guy balls deep in her within the hour. Eventually allowed on the bus, Bellweather took a seat near the back, absentmindedly staring out the window as the vehicle roared to life, taking off and letting the woman get her first good look at the outside world without it being either through a chain link fence or iron bars. Though a park wasn't quite as common of a place to pick up guys as a bar or some club, Dawn was still sure she'd be able to get at least one man for a quickie. Just about every park in Zootopia had a cruising spot, and the sheep knew them all by memory. Forced to act like a meek and helpless little herbivore during her tenure as the assistant mayor to keep suspicion on herself to a minimum as she put her plans into effect, Bellweather couldn't exactly go to the usual spots to hook up with guys whenever she was feeling needy, afraid she'd be recognised and have to go through a whole media storm. In need of some anonymous fun, the caprine quickly learned of the cruising scene around town, and had gone through her fair share of “innocent” afternoon walks in the parks, leaving her panting and gasping for very different reasons than just some light jogging. Confident in her abilities to pick up a horny guy at a park, Dawn was suddenly snapped out of her fantasies as she noticed where the bus was pulling over at, her expression changing from shock to fury as she yelled out, 
“Hey, this isn't where we're supposed to be cleaning up, right?”
The guard near the front shouted out, 
“Shut up, inmate. You'll pick up trash where we tell you to, if you don't like it you can always go back behind bars.”
With an infuriated groan, the sheep stared out at the window at the playground they'd parked next to, suddenly thinking that it might not actually be quite as easy to pick up guys there as she'd hoped. 

Shuffling out the bus, wearing a very sour expression, Bellweather snatched the trash bag and gloves handed to her, glaring at the guards with a groan as she stepped out. As the rest of the inmates scattered all around the small park, the guards taking up positions near the outskirts, the ewe was left to survey the place herself. The spot could hardly be called a park, with most of the space taken up by a large playground with just a few trees sprinkled throughout, not exactly the sort of location where people would go for cruising and hooking up. Looking around while pretending to be hard at work picking up empty bottles and candy wrappers, Dawn saw no sign of any adults anywhere in sight, only a handful of cubs running around, muttering to herself in annoyance as she glared at the kids, thinking that she had to pivot to plan B. Though not exactly optimal, the sheep was desperate enough that she'd happily take a boy if no men were around, thinking it should be at least as easy, if not even easier, to snatch up a cub from the playground with how suggestible little kids were. Looking around for the perfect target, skulking about and taking her time as the heat in her loins grew more unbearable, Dawn was dismayed to see that even with cubs she had quite slim pickings. Most of the kids were playing in groups, making it near impossible for her to come along and nab one aside without garnering curiosity and suspicion from the rest, leaving just one good target for the predatory herbivore. Or, at least a decent target, as Bellweather was quite annoyed to find that the only lone boy in the entire playground was a little 12 year old bunny, mottled fur of earthen and grey tones. The sight of the rabbit immediately made the ewe think of the nosy Judy who'd gotten her locked up in the first place, her lust mixing in with resentment as she scowled and throttled the trash bag in her hand while staring at the innocent and unaware cub, his ears flopping about as he hummed and kicked a red ball against a tree. The more Bellweather eyed up the boy, the more heated she got, unsure of whether it was rage or desire that made her run so hot, though she didn't really care much as getting the little bunny balls deep inside of her would take care of both, licking her lips like a feral beast as she panted. 

With the shift ending relatively soon, Dawn knew she had to make her move fast or risk being stuck in prison with no hope of relief for who knows how long, forced to go with the little bunny no matter how much she might've disliked the choice. After a quick peek around to make sure no one was watching, the sheep walked up to the cub, putting on her best innocent expression, refined through years of pretending to be a harmless wallflower at the mayor's office. The boy gave a bright smile at the approaching woman, kicking the ball up and down from one foot to the other, his tongue stuck out in concentration, missing a bounce and letting it bounce to the grass as the convict spoke, 
“Hey there, having fun?”
The rabbit nodded, grabbing up his ball and wiping a few beads of sweat from his forehead, 
“Yeah, I'm training for tryouts at my school’s soccer team, I wanna be the captain!”
Feigning interest, Bellweather leaned down slightly, coming face to face with the boy as she tossed her trash bag to the ground, 
“Wow, that sounds real cool! What's your name?”
“I'm Tommy!”
So close to the young man, Dawn could catch a whiff of the bunny's scent, the slight musk of a male that she hadn't smelled since the last time she'd had her face buried in the chest of a guy mercilessly fucking her, only a few days before she'd been arrested. The ewe could tell from the odd look on the rabbit's face that her innocent facade was slipping, her skills at seeming unthreatening going rusty after all the time she'd spent in prison, her lust seeping to the surface through the slight cracks on her act. Quickly clearing her throat and calming down slightly, Bellweather patted the boy on the head, ruffling the tuft of fur between his long ears, 
“That's a very sweet name. I'm Dawn.”
Looking at the woman's orange jumpsuit, a patch with a number stuck at her chest, Tommy thought her getup was rather odd, 
“So, why are you wearing that?”
“Oh, this? It's just… a cleaner's uniform. We're from a company the city hires.”
“Oh, okay!”
Thankful that the boy truly was as suggestible as she'd hoped, Dawn grinned as she slowly let her hand wander down from Tommy’s head to his face, gently caressing his cheek and rubbing at his chin as she breathed heavier, her other hand at her chest as she fought the temptation to just jump the bunny right then and there, watching with glee as an awkward blush formed on the kid's face. As much as she would've loved to pin the tiny rabbit to the ground and steal his virginity right at that second however, the sheep knew that they'd definitely be discovered sooner or later doing that sort of stuff out in the open, she needed a hiding spot and some way to get the cub there, preferably without arousing any suspicions from the boy before she could finally drop her facade. 

Thinking for a moment, trying to shake off the fog of lust from her mind and focus on getting somewhere more discrete so she could finally rid herself of the nagging desperation driving her wild, Dawn quickly looked around. The woman dismissed the bathrooms and a row of bushes as the location for the molestation, unsure of how she could persuade the boy to the former and not entirely confident that the latter would offer enough cover, eventually spotting a small dome-shaped playhouse. The thing was almost entirely covered, save for a few little holes to crawl in and out of, and in a fairly quiet corner of the playground, seemingly offering the perfect spot for the ewe’s perverted plans, a sly smile creeping on her face as she turned back to the bunny, 
“Hey, can I see that ball? I know a trick or two as well, maybe I could teach you some~”
“Sure!”
Tommy tossed the ball over to Bellweather, a smirk on her face as she almost immediately kicked it towards the playhouse, watching it roll inside as she spoke in an almost mockingly apologetic tone, 
“Oh, whoopsie, my bad. C'mon, let's get your ball back~”
Chuckling at the bad kick, Tommy followed behind the sheep as she hurriedly jogged over to the playhouse, taking a peek around as well as inside to make sure they were alone before quickly slipping inside. Having to get down on all fours to crawl into the dome, Dawn dusted off her jumpsuit, thankful she could at least stand upright when inside, glancing back at the rabbit as he followed just seconds behind. As soon as the cub was in, a lust-crazed grin appeared on Bellweather’s face, putting her foot on top of the ball just as the kid was about to pick it up, a nervous gulp coming from Tommy as soon as he noticed the expression on the woman's face, 
“How about I let you play with something a lot more fun than your ball~”
With a lick of her lips and a feral snarl, Dawn unzipped her jumpsuit down to her belly, pulling it open and yanking off the top below, exposing her tits to the blushing bunny, his ears folded back and his mouth hanging open. Obvious that Tommy wasn't about to make the first move, the ewe lunged forwards, grabbing the boy's hands and bringing them to her chest as she pinned him against the wall of the playhouse, a tiny squeak blurting out from the cub as he held his breath, his hands clutching the woman's breasts as she moaned. 

Remembering the talks about stranger danger that his mother had had with him, Tommy froze in place for a moment as the much older woman shoved him against the wall, but quickly came back to his senses, trying to move his hands away from the caprine as a panicked expression took over his face. Dawn wasn't about to let the boy off that easy however, forcing the cub to keep his hands at her breasts as she leaned against him even harder, pressing her crotch against his belly to restrain him in place while she enjoyed the touch of a male, the first in quite some time. Moaning while she rubbed the bunny's hands all over her tits, forcing him to massage at her perked up nipples while she practically humped the poor little cub, grinding her crotch against him, Bellweather growled with a lecherous sneer, 
“You'd better appreciate this, you little twerp…”
Though she was pent up enough that just a little groping near her tits might've been enough to get her off, the sheep wasn't about to be satisfied with just that when the boy was the first male she'd had in such a long time, her predatory gaze dropping from the nervous rabbit's face down to his shorts. Keeping Tommy’s hands on her breasts, the woman reached her other hand down to his crotch, grabbing at his pants as the young lagomorph let out a quick squeak, his eyes going wide as a jolt caused his entire body to go stiff. Though very anxious, and pretty sure he'd appreciate the company of an adult not looking to molest him right now, Tommy still couldn't do much about his male instincts, unable to keep his manhood from jumping at the chance as soon as the woman started fondling him. Feeling the boy up through his shorts, Dawn smirked as she felt a throbbing erection, panting and moaning as she popped the button open on his pants, dropping them along with the cub's briefs down to his ankles. The rabbit gave a sharp bleat as the woman's fingers wrapped around his cock, one eye closed and sweat forming on his brow as he grew to full size with just a few quick pumps from the experienced sheep, one paw thumping against the grass like an overexcited hound as he squirmed in place, his back pressed against the wall. The boy certainly wasn't the biggest that Bellweather had seen, but certainly equipped enough to take care of her needs, a bead of precum glistening on the tip of the rock hard shaft as she wrapped her entire hand around it, her panties getting soaked through as she huffed in anticipation. Unable to suppress the natural instincts no matter how terrified he might've been, Tommy whimpered as his hips began to act on their own, thrusting against the hand as he trembled, rapidly humping the first wrapped around his girth while the prisoner glared down at the boy with a mixture of disgust and utter desire, drooling as she stared at the leaky tip of the boy's cock peeking out at the apex of every hurried buck, 
“Ugh, bunnies, so typical…”

With her hatred of rabbits only seemingly making her even more horny, Bellweather let the cub pump away at her hand as she zipped her jumpsuit the rest of the way down, letting his precum soak her palm as she pulled her utterly drenched panties off to the side, the scent of a very needy ewe immediately filling the playhouse as she panted. Though Tommy knew very little about sex, besides what he'd seen in movies and what his own body was currently telling him, he had at least accidentally caught his mom and dad a few times in the past, and he'd noticed that his father had been kissing his mother every time. Thinking it was a part of the whole thing, too nervous to think straight or much at all, the bunny got up on his tippy toes to kiss Bellweather right on the lips. Taken back by the smooch, her turn to go wide eyed and blushy for once, the sheep was shocked enough to let Tommy continue for a few seconds, his cock still in her hand. Dawn's shock quickly turned into disgust however, she wasn't about to let some little rabbit make out with her, she was there just to use the boy and nothing more. Shoving the cub off of her, wiping her mouth with an annoyed look, the woman let go of Tommy’s cock and instead grabbed up both of his ears in one hand, pushing him down on his knees, 
“You wanna kiss something so desperately? Go ahead then.”
Before the rabbit could even reach, his snout was already shoved right between the needy ewe’s thighs, pressed against the dripping wet mound as she grunted hard, grinding her loins against the cub's face, 
“Kiss it, you long-eared brat!”
With a muffled moan, Tommy did exactly as ordered, opening his mouth and slipping his tongue into the waiting slit, getting his first taste of a woman as the ewe began to hump his muzzle. Leaning against the wall with one hand while gripping the bunny's ears like a very perverted magician with the other, Bellweather strained not to howl like a wolf as she shoved the boy's tongue deep into her pussy, her juices dripping down Tommy’s chin and soaking the cub's entire face and chest, marking him with her scent. 

Panting and moaning, smearing her pussy lips all over the little bunny's snout, it didn't take long for Dawn to start feeling her legs quaking, already on the verge of a very intense climax after not getting off for so long. The sheep was still intent on getting the real deal rather than just a few licks after going through all the effort and the risks of snatching up a cub, quickly yanking the rabbit's ears to pull him away from her crotch as he gasped, his face soaked and his eyes rolled back as the woman got him back up on his feet. Spotting a small bucket sitting on the ground, Bellweather set it upside down against the wall and lifted the boy on it, solving the issue of their height difference as she pressed her hips against his, spreading her dripping wet slit while holding his manhood with her other hand, lining them up as the cub whimpered. Before he'd had any time to prepare, the sheep slammed Tommy’s manhood balls deep inside of her hot and slick cunt, getting a slurred yelp from him as his entire body twisted and twitched, squeaking as his hips began to move on their own once more, slapping against the woman's as she bucked against him as well. Forced to clamp the boy's muzzle shut to keep the whining bunny from making too much noise, Dawn rutted the cub with her tongue hanging down the side of her muzzle, gasping and sweating as she finally felt the blissful sensation of having her mound filled, her juices trickling down her thighs and soaking the fur on her legs. The ewe had to admit that there was at least one thing about rabbits she was finding very enjoyable right about now, her tail flagging up as the boy's rapid thumping made the playhouse echo with wet slaps, his hands wrapped around her. With all of the frantic thrusting, Tommy managed to topple over the bucket under his feet, his mind too fried by his first taste of pussy to even think about anything except staying deep inside of the woman, quickly tossing his legs around the sheep's waist as well, clinging to the inmate while whining needily. Holding the boy's rear and pinning him against the wall, Bellweather’s legs trembled as she pounded the little bunny, grunting and moaning as she felt the manhood throbbing inside of her. 

Fucking the innocent little cub she'd corrupted to be her toy, Dawn's thrusting grew more intense with every passing second, their bodies pressed together as she humped the boy, his tiny tail flicking every time her tight cunt swallowed up his final inches. With it being his first time, Tommy had no hope of lasting very long, wailing against the sheep's chest as he came, his toes curling and his hug tightening as his cock twitched deep inside of the prisoner. Bellweather felt the cub cumming inside of her, throbbing hard as the first rope of cum splashed in her mound, but she didn't even care, continuing to rut the rabbit as he whimpered, not planning to stop before she'd gotten her climax no matter what. As cum ran down her thighs and the helpless little boy bleated into her ear, Dawn finally came with one last grunt, throwing her head back and roaring like a lion as her walls clamped down around the overly sensitive shaft of the bunny balls deep inside of her, milking the few final drops of seed from the exhausted kid. As soon as she'd had her fill, taking a few beats to catch her breath and enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm while the cub was still inside of her, Bellweather suddenly let go of Tommy, letting him drop to the ground as she stepped back. Casually zipping up her jumpsuit and wiping off the worst of the white stains around her crotch, the sheep didn't even bother looking down at the gasping boy laying on the grass as she marched out of the playhouse, leaving the cub behind. Collecting her trash bag just as one of the guards blew a whistle, Dawn hurried back over to the bus to join the rest of the inmates for a headcount, standing in a row with a healthy glow on her cheeks, a satisfied and smug smile on her muzzle. As she felt cum still trickling from her creampied slit and soaking into her panties, the sheep glanced back towards the playhouse, spotting Tommy crawling out of it, his clothes dishevelled and his eyes spinning about as he staggered, his red ball in hand, still in heaven even though he couldn't feel his pelvis.