Warning: The following story contains cub prostitution, the wearing of a chastity belt, watersports, scat and vomiting, but also more innocent things like a cub pawing himself off in the comfort of his bed. If any of that offends you, please consult the tab close button on one of the upper bars of your web browser of choice.


It was early in the afternoon that Dooshki, a 10 years old Lynx cub, had made it back home from school just in time to watch Epic Mecha Wolf, his favorite new cartoon series. Both of his parents were at work at that time, and his only sister was still at school, practicing for a dancing competition.

He rushed to the living room to turn it on. He grabbed the remote for the old, bulky TV and pressed the power button. As the red light on the front panel turned green though, instead of the usual high-pitched sound that emitted from it, he heard something crack, sizzle, then spark as dark smoke began coming out of the back of the machine.

He didn't know what to do, he was paralyzed, staring at the smoking receiver. His breath went unstable as he stared at it, unsure what to do, frightened from what he thought his parents would do to him when they'd discover that he broke the TV.  Shaking his head in disbelief, he went to the TV to unplug it from the wall, after which he opened several windows in the house to get the pungent smoke out.

Both regret and sadness filled him. He was so looking forward to seeing the latest episode of his new, favorite cartoon show, but there was no way for him to watch it anymore. He went to his room and curled up into a ball on his bed, crying himself to sleep as he was worried, saddened and regretful.

He woke up as he felt something shaking him, hearing a muffled "Doosh, wake up!"

When he opened his eyes, he saw his sister shaking him by the shoulder; she seemed worried from her expression. He replied, sleepily sitting up on the bed, "Okay, okay, I'm up. What is it, Natalie?"

"What happened here? Why did you open the windows so much, I thought I'd freeze in here when I came home, and what's up with the TV and the stench of something burnt in the living room?" she questioned.

Dooshki looked at the floor as he replied, his voice sounding as if he was on the edge of crying, "I myself am not exactly sure what happened. I just wanted to watch some TV when I came home, and then, bang, something in it blew up. I don't know what or how it happened, but it really wasn't my fault, I promise! I had to open the windows so that I wouldn't choke on the smoke that came out of it."

She sat by him and replied, "Don't worry, it's not that terrible, I'm sure mom and dad will understand. It was an old piece of junk anyways..."

But then he desperately asked, "But what are we going to do? There's so many shows that I'm going to miss now, it's not like mom and dad have the money to buy a new TV."

Natalie patted him on the back, "All will be good... It'll suck without a TV, but it won't be disastrous."

He nodded, "Okay then... Thanks for being here for me."

She replied, "You're welcome, little bro. Now, if I were you, I'd prep for school, it's 7 in the evening already, you've slept for quite a while."

His eyes widened as he heard the number, replying with despair in his voice, "What, it's 7 already? That's not fair."

Natalie, who was two years older from her little brother, stood up from the bed as she replied, "Yeah, sucks for you."

She then left her little brother alone. He hung his head, after which he went to prepare for school. He felt terrible the entire time, he didn't even want to leave his room, his belly starting to grumble as he finished preparing and went right to bed; he just wanted it all to be over.

His mother woke him up in the morning for school, he was just a 2nd grader and he didn't have his own alarm clock yet. As the entire family was having breakfast, Dooshki's dad said, "Son, Natalie told us what happened. Well, there's not much that I can say, the thing had its years already, so it's not all that surprising that it broke."

"And... when will we get a new one?" asked the cub.

His father replied, "I don't know, but probably not anytime soon, they've threatened to lower my wage by another 5%... I'm sorry, we simply can't afford it."

"It's okay," he sighed, hanging his head.

…......

He was no better at school, his depression carried with him all through the morning. During the break after the second lesson, Duke, one of his classmates, noticed that he was in a bad mood and came towards him, asking, "What's wrong, Dooshki? Are you okay?"

The lynx cub replied, "Not really... The TV broke, and we're not exactly the wealthiest of families, so I won't be able to watch any of my favorite shows for quite a while."

"Perhaps I can help out with that, a TV's not all that expensive," replied Duke, the golden retriever.

Dooshki shook his head, "No, I don't want you to lend me any money; our family is having a bad experience with that as is."

Duke shook his head as well, "No, that's not it, what I meant was I could help you earn the money."

The lynx looked sceptically at his classmate, asking him, "How do you think a cub like me could earn that much?"

He continued, "I'm the captain of one of the after school clubs, we get money for just having fun!"

Still as skeptical, Dooshki replied, "Money for having fun? That doesn't sound right."

"Well you have to work for it of course, but the job is fun! I can't exactly tell you what it is, since it's our little secret, but I'm sure you'll like it... sometimes it can get a little gross if it's not your style," Duke explained, trying to reassure Dooshki.

""A little gross"... I'm not sure, what if it's _really_ gross?" the lynx asked him.

Duke pondered for a moment, after which he replied, "You want to see your TV shows, don't you? Everything has its price, and I'd say that this is a pretty sweet way to get what you need."

Dooshki shook his head, "I don't know, it sounds kinda scary if you ask me, like you're from some kind of underground gang."

The golden retriever chuckled at him, "Really? At school? Just give it a go and you'll see that it's nothing to be scared of, there's nothing gross about it if you don't think about it. I'd take the chance right now if I were you, otherwise I'll just find someone else to do it..."

"Okay then, I'll give it a try, I'll tell mom and dad that I'll stay back at school tomorrow," replied the defeated lynx.

His classmate gave him an excited smile, "Great, I can't wait!"

Dooshki nodded, not completely sure about whether he made the right decision, but at least it was something.

When his school day came to an end and he made his way home, he went to the kitchen to have a quick snack. As he was eating, his mother cane into the kitchen, which also served as a dining room, and said, "Hi, Dooshki."

The cub replied, "Hi mom."

"So, how was your day at school?" she asked inquisitively, heading for the fridge, searching for something in it.

His reply was, "Pretty boring, as usual... I did get invited into a school club though, would you mind if I joined it?"

"Of course you can, as long as there are no fees I don't mind? At least you'll be spending some more time with your friends," replied his mother, having taken out a big onion, after which she grabbed a knife and a cutting board.

The cub rolled his eyes, "Yeah, like I have any." He said it a little too loudly, that his mother could hear. 

His mom replied as she grabbed a steel pot and put it on the stove, after which she poured some oil into it and fired it up, heading to peel and slice the onion, "Don't be such a downer all the time, at the very least you'll have the chance to make some."

"Yeah, yeah," he replied after he finished eating up, putting the plate into the sink and going to his room. Since the TV was broken, he spent most of the day playing with his plushies, there really wasn't much else for him to do.

…......

The following day, as the lynx cub made his way to his classroom and was just unpacking his stuff, the golden retriever from yesterday, who was already in the classroom when he came, approached him and asked, "So, what did your parents say?"

"They agreed..." he replied, although there definitely was a bit of unsureness in his voice.

Duke replied, "Awesome, we'll meet up by the canteen, okay?"

Dooshki just nodded. The golden retriever then said as he went back to his seat, "This is gonna be so much fun, you've got no idea."

Those words made the lynx even more suspicious. He didn't know what to think, but he eventually let it out of his mind, focusing on the actual learning materials as the school bell rang.

After the last lesson finally came to an end and after Dooshki finished up with his food portion in the school's canteen and went out, he saw that Duke was there already waiting for him. He said, "There's one thing I forgot to tell you, even though it's a school club, we have our own clubhouse elsewhere, so we'll have to walk there, hope you don't mind that."

Now it was as suspicious as it could get, the lynx didn't know whether he should just say no and go home, or whether he was to go with him, but since he did need the money, he decided that he'd give it a go and replied, "No, of course not, let's go."

And so the two of them grabbed their jackets from the lockers and headed on their way.

As they were walking, Dooshki felt more and more worried, until he said, "Duke?"

"Yeah?" replied the golden retriever.

"I'm scared. I know you've said that there's nothing to worry about, but there's just something I find suspicious about this all, something's not right. Are you sure that we're going to be okay where you're taking me?" asked the lynx.

To that, Duke replied, "Of course we are, there's nothing to worry about, I go there all the time and I'm fine, all you need to do is to relax."

Dooshki nodded, "I just hope that you're right."

The two eventually made it to the building; it was a rather large bar. When they got in, Duke said hi to a couple people in there, and the two walked over to a table by which a couple of adults sat, one of them speaking up, "Hey, Duke, what took you so long?"

"Man, I hope I won't have to drink or smoke to get the money Duke talked about, it'd be really lame if I got hooked," went through the feline's head.

Duke replied, "Hi guys. Well, I've got a classmate of mine to join us, he's in need of some money and so I offered to take him here."

"Heh, does he even know what he's doing here?" asked one of them as they ruffled Duke's head fur.

That line brought shivers to the lynx, he knew something wasn't right before, but now it was certain. He spoke up as he shook his head, "No, not really, Duke's only told me that I can earn money here for "having fun", but I really don't know what that means. I'm sorry if this is a misunderstanding, it's just that my TV broke, and we don't really have the money for a new one, so..."

The one who spoke up the first time said, "Wow, he's truly innocent, I like that."

They then all laughed, until the other one replied, "Come, sit down, you're at the right place."

"Duke was right, but you'll have to promise us to keep all of this secret, this little school club of ours isn't exactly something legal, but that doesn't matter as long as you keep your maw shut about it. If you decide to tell on us, however, beware that we have our contacts, and they'll exterminate you without hesitation, kapish?" warned him the person who spoke up the first time, who was a German shepherd.

Dooshki gulped and nodded, "Got it, won't tell anyone."

The German shepherd continued, "Very well. I guess I and Duke could show you how things get done then, what do you think?"

The lynx nodded, to which Duke added, "Well, follow me then," as he stood up. The German shepherd and Dooshki stood up as well, following him to the bathroom.

Dooshki was really confused as to what was going on, but he didn't bother asking, he figured that things would explain themselves with time.

When they got to the bathroom, they heard slimy sounds as well as moans, seeing that most of the stalls were occupied. There was thankfully a free pair. The lynx recalled Duke's prior words that "sometimes it can get a little gross if it's not your style", and from the sounds that he had heard, and from the fact that it was taking place in a bathroom, he did see how that could be true.

The three entered the two stalls, Dooshki being led into the one with Duke. He very quickly noticed some of the writings on the wall of the wall, such as "Cocks high in protein", and he also noticed that there were holes in the walls between the stalls.

As the German shepherd started undoing his jeans, Duke said, "Watch carefully, this is what you'll have to do if you want that new TV of yours," as he lowered onto his knees before the hole that peeked into the other room, licking his lips in anticipation.

Dooshki's eyes widened as he saw the person on the other side sticking his large, canine meat through the hole, as Duke started stroking it and licking it.

His heart started beating heavily. There was something about the sight in front of him, something that made his own member grow, something that he didn't quite understand.

He then saw his classmate wrapping his muzzle around the thing, stroking the part of the base he couldn't get in with his paws, the person on the other side responding with sounds of pleasure. It seemed insanely gross to the lynx, yet at the same time, the way Duke's body responded to all of it, how he almost seemed hungry for it, made him curious, perhaps it wasn't as bad as it looked at first sight. Duke did, after all, claim that it was supposedly awesome.

The pup then released the rod and looked at his classmate, saying, "Well, now would be good if you'd try it out yourself."

Dooshki only slightly nodded, he was still in shock from all that was happening, he wasn't sure whether he was prepared, but he eventually walked over to it and got on his knees, his heart was racing like mad when he first laid his tongue on it, feeling the sliminess and the bitter-salty taste.

He then wrapped his muzzle around it, getting a good feeling of the shape and the taste with his tongue, as he started bobbing his head over the large adult tip. It wasn't nearly as bad as what he had first thought, it felt strangely intoxicating as for the first time in his life, he was sucking on a cock.

"Don't forget to stroke it, that's important, and increase your pace, you're doing it way too slow," Duke suggested as he went to service another male's member.

Not wanting to disappoint, the lynx put his paws over the part he couldn't get into his mouth like Duke did, and started stroking it, increasing the pace of his head's bobbing, feeling the first bits of pre leaking into his maw, getting acquainted with the taste.

"Mmmm, not too bad for a first timer, I have to say," said the person who Dooshki was servicing.

The lynx just continued, focusing on doing a good job, feeling absolutely addicted to the taste and the scent by that point.

He increased his pace as he noticed how the person on the other side increased the pace of his moans, going faster and faster, feeling that something was about to happen, until eventually, he felt as a strong spout of something warm and gooey shot into his mouth, with several weaker ones after that. Its taste was a nice contrast to the salty and somewhat bitter cock.

"Swallow it, it's the best bit," said Duke, to which the lynx cub complied, gulping down the entire load. He felt strangely intoxicated from it. He then released the cock, looked over at his classmate and asked, "So, this is what you do?"

The golden retriever nodded, "Yup, ain't it great!?"

He replied, "I don't know, I don't really see anything _that_ great about it, but if it can get me a new TV, then I'd say that there's no reason for me not to do it."

"Heh, don't worry, a couple more cocks and you'll be addicted," replied the person who he had just sucked off, he was putting his pants back on at that point.

Duke added to that, "Yeah, it takes a while to get into it, but once you do, you'll never have enough cock to satisfy you."

"Sounds like a drug if you asked me," replied the lynx, not completely sure about whether he should continue.

His classmate replied, "Nah, don't make it sound over-dramatic, it's just that that's how awesome it is. Also, before I go, here's something to keep in mind: If someone decides to pee in your mouth, you must let them, but you get paid more for it."

Dooshki's eyes widened as he said, "What? No, there's no way someone's gonna pee in my mouth, that's just too gross."

The adult that was there with them replied, "Of course you'll let them, you'll be kicked out otherwise, and we'll send a video of what you just did to the school, no one can see us, only what you're doing. We have no interest in whiners and protesters."

"I guess I don't have a choice then... but I won't enjoy it," replied the lynx.

"Well, you can go home once club is over, I'll be heading on my way," said Duke as he was leaving the stall, and together with the German shepherd that they came there with, they left the restroom, leaving the lynx there alone, with the other cock-sucking cubs and their clients in the other stalls. He sat down on the toilet and thought for a while as he was waiting for someone to service.

Sure enough, not long after, he heard rather heavy steps approaching the stall next to him. He listened, hearing how the person unzipped their pants and started pissing. His heart was pounding, he didn't know what to do, whether the person would ask for it himself, or whether he was supposed to offer it to him, but he was not confident enough to do the latter, he was afraid of the reaction he'd get...

Eventually though, as the person was trying at his belt, the lynx asked, "Uhm, would you perhaps like a sucking?"

"Of course I do! Stupid kids," he mumbled as he kept at his belt. "How much do you charge?" replied the person, he was obviously drunk.

No one mentioned to him how much they usually took, and so he replied, "Dunno, I'm new here, how much should I?"

"I can rate you, show me what you've got!" he replied as he sticked his cock into the hole. It was barbed – the person on the other side was feline as well – which calmed the cub down a bit. He grabbed the base and stroked it a little bit as he moved his head closer and gave it a couple of licks.

(Author's note: I do realize that in real life, the barbs on a feline's cock are similar to claws, and that they hurt the receiver, but I decided to divert from that, the barbs on my feline characters' things are made of meat/skin, since I like the shape but dislike having characters hurt by it.)

He didn't really know what he was doing, but he was trying his best, getting a good feel of the shape and the taste of the thing, until he round his lips and pressed them against the tip, giving a large part of it a warm welcome in his maw. Since he didn't know of anything else, he just bobbed his face over it, stroking the base as he was doing so.

After what seemed like 5 minutes, the person on the other side finally came to a climax and shot his load into the cub's maw.

"Hmmm. *hic* Well, it wasn't terrible, but dunno, wasn't quite it... $10 will have to do," replied the person as he pulled it out, after which Dooshki swallowed the bitter-sweet treat he got from the person, and was then given a $10 banknote through the hole. The person then put his pants back on, tied his belt and went on his way.

"Ow, I feel kinda sore from that, it definitely takes some effort to do... but I think I'm starting to like it... $10, that's not a lot, but if I can take 5 people a day, that makes, let's say that for 3 days... hmm... five times three times ten... that's fifteen with a zero added to it... $150! That's not too bad, it'll take some effort, but I'll get there," went through his mind as he was examining the banknote and waiting for another "customer".

He knelt on the floor, given a soft pillow for his knees as he took 9 more cocks that night, asking for $10 for each, after which his time was up and he started getting cleaned up, it was indeed messy work. Duke came up to him and gave him a big hug, Dooshki was a little shocked from the affection. "How did you like it?"

The lynx put another breathmint into his maw as he blushed, licking his lips, getting a taste of those cumshots that coated his lips moments before.

"I knew you'd enjoy it," replied Duke as he smiled, his face still coated his seed.

…......

Just as he sat on a bench by the front door in the hallway and started undoing his shoes, his mother went there as well to see who came, and once she saw that it was her son, she said, "Oh, hi Dooshki."

"Hi mom," was what he said to her in response.

She then asked, "So, how did you enjoy being in your new school club?"

"It was pretty cool there, had some fun... over all, I'm happy," he replied to her as he walked off to his room.

There, he lay down on his bed and thought for a while, to digest the events of the day. As he was recalling the events, his member started to grow again. As it was feeling a bit uncomfortable, he slipped his right paw down there to put it into a bit more space-efficient position.

However, as he was fondling it, he noticed that it felt kinda strange. He kept the paw down in his pants, wrapped around his warm, hard thing... By instinct, he started slowly stroking it. For some reason, he couldn't make himself stop, he just wanted to keep on going. He closed his eyes and slightly opened his maw, breathing through it as he was pawing himself.

He kept stroking himself faster and faster, and eventually, he felt a strange feeling building up in the area of his bladder. He kept stroking more and more eagerly, feeling as the intensity was increasing, his toes even started to curl and he was letting out whiny sounds, until he could no longer hold it and let go, his entire body shaking a couple of times.

As it was all over, he pulled his paw out and thought, "So, is that how it feels to cum? Wow, amazing... although I didn't squirt anything... less cleaning up for me, I guess. Hmm, I do feel kinda nice now, I feel relaxed, I feel relieved."

He lay there for a while, until he sat up on the bed, stretched himself and went to play with his plushies, there wasn't much else for him to do.

On the following day, as he got to his classroom and went to sit at his spot, Duke approached him and asked, "So, what you think?"

The lynx replied, "Well, I don't know if it's really as great as you've described, but I think I like it, thanks for inviting me to the club."

His classmate replied, "No problem... So how much did you make?"

"$100, one of the guys offered to rate me and said that I'm worth $10, and so I went with that," replied Dooshki.

"Cool. Listen, if you wanna make money quicker, you can take it from behind, you can take $20 for that," suggested Duke.

The lynx didn't quite get it, and with a puzzled expression asked, "From behind? What do you mean by that?"

He leaned over and whispered into Dooshki's ear, "To let them put it into your butt, of course."

Dooshki was suddenly in paralysis, his eyes wide open. Duke just chuckled, pat him on the back and walked back to his seat.

"No, that can't be right... I... I'm just a cub, I'm not supposed to have sex... Does sucking on a boy's thing also count as sex? Does that mean that I'm gay?" he thought. He suddenly didn't know what to do: was he supposed to continue attending the club, or would it be better to just go straight home and forget about it?

"I guess that explains why it's illegal... they're a bunch of pedophiles... but the money, I need it," went through his mind as he traced over last night's events, his cock growing hard.

He eventually decided that he'd continue going there. It was a hard decision to make though, and even after he made it, there was something that bothered him about it.

"The sooner I'll get over with it all, the sooner I'll be able to get back to my normal life," was his argument against the part of his mind that wanted him to not go there anymore.

And that's when the school bell rang, signalizing the beginning of the first lesson.

The day went on as usual; school was boring as always, until after he had his meal in the canteen and met up with Duke again once he left it.

Just as the two walked near each other, the golden retriever pup spoke up, "I've talked to the leader of our club about you..."

The lynx asked in response, "The leader, you mean a teacher is in charge of this?"

Duke replied with, "Yeah, of course! He's eager to meet you."

"Yeah... well, let's get going, don't wanna be late, do we?" was Dooshki's reply.

"Sure," nodded Duke, and so the two went on their way.

"Say Duke," asked the lynx, "do you ever wonder whether what you do is wrong?"

His classmate shook his head, "Nah. Some people see it as something wrong, but in reality, it's not. We might be cubs doing an adult thing, but that doesn't mean that we can't have some fun as well."

Dooshki nodded. He agreed somewhat, but didn't agree that it was as fun as Duke thought it was.

When they got to the building, they met up with a tall red fox, he wore an expensive-looking coat and glasses that were a pair of lenses held together by thin pieces of steel. The lynx immediately recognized him, it was his history teacher.

"Sir Himmelstein, you're the leader of this club?" he asked.

The fox nodded and replied, "Well, if it isn't Dušan Xmetov, one of my favorite students. I'll admit, I didn't expect to see you here. But since you're here and already know the rules, I guess I should give you the proper entry test, to determine whether you're worthy of being a part of our club."

He swallowed the saliva in his mouth and asked, "And... how exactly will it work?"

"Just follow me," he said as he turned around, "we're going to my office here."

With no other choice, he decided to obey, following him through the building, until they reached a door with a label reading "Dr. Sebastian Himmelstein, PhD". The adult unlocked and opened it, allowing the two of them to pass in, after which he locked it from the inside.

It was a rather cozy-looking office, there were bookshelves full of expensive-looking books, a neat-looking table with a computer on it, which seemed to have been off, there were many paintings on the walls, and there was a tripod holding a camera that pointed at a mat on the floor.

The fox led his student to the mat, where he said. "I like to call this the ultimate test of submission. You will have to prove, through being a good whore and taking everything that I throw at you, that you're worth keeping. Are you up for it, or would you rather forget this all?"

That question was tempting, saying no and being sent home, but he decided to at least try. "Yes, I think I can do it," he said.

"You think?" asked the adult, "But thinking isn't enough, a good whore is confident at being a whore. Tell me that you're worth it."

With no other choice, he replied, "Yes, sir Himmelstein, I'll do it, I'm confident."

The teacher smirked at him as he approached his desk and replied, pulling out one of the drawers, "Now that's better. Time to take your clothes off, don't make me wait."

He hesitantly grabbed his shirt and pulled it off, feeling cold as he was half-naked, and then undid his trousers and pulled them off as well, leaving only his undies on, shivering because of the cool air inside.

"Those will have to go as well," said the teacher as he picked out some sort of clear plastic device that looked like a penis sculpture from the drawer. Dooshki complied and pushed them down, revealing his flaccid kitty cock and his balls.

The teacher then approached the tripod and said, "Go onto that mat, all of this will be recoded," as he started up the camera and started the recording.

"Now stand still and don't move," he said as he approached the cub, put some sort of ring over the base of his cock and balls, it made a click as it was fastened. He then put the penis-like part over the lynx's thing, connecting it with the top part and locking it together with a lock.

He then explained, "That's to prevent you from touching yourself, that's something a proper whore must not even think of doing."

The cub recalled how nice it felt when he pawed himself the day before, thinking. "So I'm not even allowed to please myself? Great."

"Okay, let's start with something simple," he said as he undid his expensive-looking pants and unleased his large, foxy red meat into the air, adding, "But remember to follow the rules, one mistake and you're out of the club."

Dooshki was pretty sure he knew what to do, and so he got onto his knees and started teasing the musky canine cock with his tongue and paws, until he felt it was enough and wrapped his muzzle around it and started bobbing his head over it.

As he began, however, he felt something sour, salty and musky leaking from it. He was being peed into. The teacher warned him, "If a single drop drops off of your muzzle onto the mat, you're disqualified."

The poor lynx didn't know what to do for a while, he didn't want to swallow it, much less to have to deal with it in the first place, but neither did he want to fail, and so he eventually swallowed it as it was accumulating in his maw. It felt extremely intoxicating.

After gulping down 4 mouthfuls of the stuff, the lynx's vision started fogging up, and so did his mind. The only things he could think about were the smell, the taste, and the servicing of the teacher. He also got the instincts to paw himself, but he realized that it was of no use as he felt the cage of strong, see-through plastic over his member with his paw.

As the stream came to an end and he faithfully gulped down all of it, not letting a single drop to land on the mat below him, he started bobbing his head more eagerly over the teacher's red meat, he wanted all of it, he wanted to taste that musky flavor again.

Unfortunately, he felt the teacher put his paws over his shoulders, held him in place and then pulled his meat out, saying, "I must say, you didn't disappoint."

"More!" replied the lynx, he couldn't think of anything other than the cock. The teacher chuckled and replied, "That's the spirit, be the eager little cock-sucking bitch that you are. But sucking cocks is not the only thing a whore must know, there are also other, less appealing things that you must inevitably master, since some of our clients want them as well."

He then pointed at the mat and said, "Lie down on your back and hold your maw open."

Dooshki did as he was ordered, he lay down and opened his maw, and as his mind was slowly clearing up again, he observed as his history teacher was completely removing his pants. As the two made eye contact, the adult explained, "The following is a real test of submission. Only a true whore is capable of what I'm going to be expecting from you, and you must prove that you are indeed a true whore."

The cub nodded, shivers running through his body as he was feeling cold again. The adult then walked over him, stood above the cub's head with it in between of his legs and squatted down, bringing his opening just above the cub's open maw. He then asked, "Do you know what I want you to do?"

"Uh-uh" replied the cub as he shook his head.

In response, the teacher said, "Well then, you'll see soon. Either way, like with before, don't let any of it fall, or leak down to the mat, or else you're disqualified."

The cub's eyes widened as it clicked. His breath went unstable as he was asking himself, "Is he really going to poop into my mouth? And am I really going to have to eat it?"

His questions answered themselves as he saw how the teacher's opening expanded, seeing how a brown piece of shit was emerging from there, slowly descending down, until the lower part broke off and fell right into the cub's muzzle. It tasted bitter, it felt mushy and soft, and was overall terrible.

"Swallow it all!" was the order he received, and so after fighting with his own mind over it, he brought himself to swallow it. "What am I doing to my tummy?" he thought as he felt how it was going down. He had to open his maw right away again, as another piece of turd was going down, this time it didn't break off.

He wrapped his lips around it as it was descending and examined the texture and taste more with his tongue, feeling the different segments that the turd was composed of. Since he saw no other way of swallowing it, he cut a piece of it off with his lips, after which he quickly chewed it up and swallowed it, feeling a bunch of small chunks of something solid as he was chewing it.

When it all finally came to an end, when he finally chewed up and swallowed the last bit of turd, feeling light-headed after it, the teacher said, "Now lick my hole clean, clean it up with that dirty tongue of yours."

Dooshki could only comply, and so he leaned in and started licking at it, cleaning it up, exploring the area with his tongue. He wouldn't have admitted it himself, but he was starting to like the taste of shit, and so he was very thorough down there, he even slipped his tongue into the teacher's opening to clean it up.

The teacher then stood up, looked at the heavily-panting shit-fed cub, checking for any leakages, and then said, "Very well, I'm actually surprised that you made this on your first try, a lot of cubs can't get themselves to swallow it, and then it builds up, and then they fail. You though, you took it like a champ."

He then walked over to the drawer again as he said, "As a reward, since I'm genuinely impressed, I'm going to liberate your bottom of its virginity. Don't worry, you won't have to do anything this time, just lie down onto your belly and let me do the magic."

The lynx slowly rolled over onto his belly. After what he's been through, he was ready for everything, or at least so he thought. He watched as the adult pulled a bottle of some sort out of the drawer, after which he opened it and leaked some onto his right paw, after which he placed it onto the table and stroked his member with the paw, which made his cock shiny.

He then walked over to behind the cub, facing his butt and his short excuse of a tail, which was slowly wiggling in anticipation, and got onto his knees, placing his pointy tip against the cub's opening. He then applied some pressure against it, easily breaking in and sinking down. Dooshki gasped as he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his bottom, it was getting worse and worse with how deep the teacher was getting.

He didn't know whether he'd be able to keep himself from breaking into crying, but thankfully, the teacher stopped before that happened, letting the poor little guy's butt get used to the size of the rod forced down it, letting the pain slowly subside.

Once he felt that the lynx had enough time to get used to the new size, he slowly pulled it out, and once only his tip was still in the boy's butt, he slowly pushed it back in, repeating this over and over, slowly increasing his pace. The lynx opened his mouth to be able to breathe easier through it, his breath continuously getting deeper as he was being humped.

As the pain finally subsided, Dooshki noticed that it actually didn't feel bad. He felt as if he was being used, but he actually grew to like that feeling, He felt so low, yet at the same time, it felt so good, the feeling of being pumped down there, the feeling of someone's balls slapping against his as they were readying themselves for unleashing their content into him. It made him feel horny, but unfortunately, he couldn't paw himself because of the chastity.

After about 10 minutes of being pounded down there, the adult kept on increasing his pace, until with all of his might, he forced his entire length, including his knot, into the cub's butt and unleashed his heavy load into him, accompanied with a loud grunt from him.

They both lay there together, both of them breathing heavily, tied together with the adult's knot. He eventually spoke up, "Well, this concludes our test. I'm pleased to say that you've passed, you really are a true whore, and so you're welcome in our club."

"Heh... Thanks..." replied the somewhat exhausted lynx.

When the adult's member softened enough for him to withdraw it out of the cub, he did so, after which he stood up and went to his table again, taking a couple of paper tissues with which he cleaned the lube off of his cock. He handed Dooshki some as well, so he could clean his gaping butt up.

The fox then walked over to one of the corners of the room, there was an empty plastic bucket. He asked. "Do you know why there's a bucket in the corner of my office."

"No?" replied the cub.

"Well then, stand up and come here, it's interesting in my opinion," replied the adult, and so Dooshki pushed himself onto his legs and walked there. When he stood in front of it, the fox gave him a mirror and said, "Open your mouth and have a good look."

He did as he was told. However, the sight wasn't pleasant, his mouth looked like that of an old hobo, his teeth were all yellow and brownish and it was all messy, it was absolutely disgusting. Just seconds of seeing it made him feel uneasy, until it reached a peak and his tummy pushed up, making a stream of shit, piss and other stuff as well to force itself up his throat, out of his mouth, right into the bucket. He dropped down onto his knees and kept vomiting for a good while, ridding himself of all of the nastiness that he was forced to eat earlier.

The adult chuckled and patted him on the back as he took the mirror, saying, "Well, that's what you get for not cleaning your mouth up after eating shit, the sight of one's own mouth in such a terrible shape is sure to bring almost anyone to puke."

Even after he finished, the lynx kept staring into the bucket, his stomach heaving as went up and down, the teacher rubbing his tummy to sooth it. Seeing the pieces of shit floating in the water that used to be in his belly made him completely lose all of his earlier built arousal.

"I wanna go home," he said as he still stared into the bucket.

"Okay then, out you go," as he pointed to the door, he started to gather his clothes as his paw brushed against the cage, making him horny again as he remembered what he just did. "Can you unlock me please?" Dooski asked.

"Club is every Wednesday, and meetings here are every Thursday, I'll see you next week," replied the teacher, after which he leaned into the cub's ear and whispered something into it.

Dooski pouted as both of them put all of their clothes back on, and as they were about to leave, the teacher offered him a mint, saying, "Here's something to clean up your breath, I know you wouldn't like people knowing that you've eaten shit," as he grinned from ear to ear.

"Thanks..." replied the cub as he grabbed it and put it in his mouth slowly. The two then left the office and Dooshki went right home. After a very exhausting day, he went right into his room after undoing his shoes and lay down on his bed, stretching out on it.

He didn't even notice how his life turned from innocent to corrupt, but it happened, as he fell asleep, taking a short nap to regain some of his energy. When he woke up later that day, he just prepared for school for tomorrow, he rolled around with his plushies as he thought about all that has happened to him since he met Duke, reaching down to touch his cock and realised the plastic cage was still on him, he wanted to paw off but couldn't. Then something the teacher whispered into his ear as he left rang in his mind, "A true whore doesn't need to please himself, he pleases others".