She was oddly dressed like a secretary, with a white formal shirt and a tight pencil skirt, “Welcome to Casa do Raposo, how’re you feeling?” The figure in the door stepped forward, and the light in the room shined on her silvery reflective fur. She removed her spectacles from her black muzzle and placed them into the opening of her shirt, drawing his attention to her giant breasts. Alex stammered, “Wh- why am I here, where a-” “Because we wanted you, of course,” She interrupted. “You make fine breeding stock, and we need that.” She stepped forward and sat on the foot of the bed before him, beginning to unbutton her shirt. Alex attempted to shift away but felt a tug at his ankle, there was a leather cuff attached to the bed frame. “What’re you going to do to me?” Alex asked nervously. “Use you,” She said matter of factly. “It’s no different than a normal job, you do what we want, and we feed and house you in return. The only difference is the fucking is less metaphorical and much more literal.” She pulled off her shirt and fully showed her breasts that were practically spilling out of the already large bra she wore. Adjusting how she sat, she reached back and hiked up her skirt. She hooked her thumbs around the red panties she wore and pulled them down all the way off of her ankles.
“Please, can we just talk about this? Just sit down and have a conversation.” Alex started to feel concerned at her nonchalant attitude. She crawled up over him and shoved her wadded-up panties into his mouth. “Quiet, I like to focus on my work.” Alex panicked at the lady’s actions and reached for her to try and push her away but spasmed from an electric shock coursing through him. “Don’t misbehave, it hurts.” She remarked. Alex lay there gasping for air, little spasms still echoing through him. She took out a towel and wiped off Alexe’s still erect cock. She mumbled to herself, “Brat took too long, needed a fresh sample. I’ll just have to get one myself.” She paused for a moment to throw the rag aside, take something from a pocket in her skirt, and set it aside.
“Behave yourself, and this will go smoothly,” She said, sparing a look at Alex. “Get up and sit on the foot of the bed. Fearful of another shock, he listened, sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, the cuff was just loose enough to let his legs hang from the side without quite touching the ground. “Good boy, stay quiet and keep your hands off.” She stood over him, her breasts practically covering his face. She reached down and began stroking his dick, “at least you aren’t lacking in the size department.” Her coarse fur made it a unique feeling. She breathed deeply and let out a deep sigh. “What an… intoxicating… scent.” She leaned forward into his face, stroking harder. “I need a big sample,” she said, dropping to her knees in front of him. She lifted her breasts and slid them down over his dick, still contained inside the bra. She massaged the sides of her chest, squeezing tighter on Alex’s dick. Alex spit out his makeshift gag as he gaped from pleasure. His hips bucked on their own fucking her tits even harder, making his tip appear from the top gap in her bra. “Fffuck,” they both said almost at the same time. Alex’s load arced up over her head, landing on her face and soaking into her chest fur. “Fuck this job, I need it.” She stood quickly and pressed something on the corner of the bed, causing the cable attached to the cuff on his ankle to pop off and retract. She stepped over to a small panel in the wall and opened it, retrieving a vial of pink fluid and presented it to Alex. “Drink it now.” Still sore from the first shock, Alex quickly complied, the liquid tasted of honey. “You’ll behave, I need this.” She lifted her tight skirt and pushed Alex onto his back, mounting him quickly. She started grinding her hips on him and leaned forward, grabbing his face, “Fuck me like you mean it.” He bucked his hips upward, grabbing onto her hips to push deeper inside as she moaned out loud. He did her best to please her, but the corners of his vision began to fade; he felt fatigue and aches and began to slow down.
“Fuck, no no no, it's not kicking in?” She continued to speak but her voice was quickly drowned out by Alex's heartbeat. It drummed in his heart, getting louder, speeding up. His emotions stopped being his own, he wasn't scared or confused, he was angry and horny and needed to be satisfied. A surge of energy and strength rushed through him, he felt exponentially bigger than himself. He opened his eyes and saw a toy leaned over him, a panicked expression on its face. That panic turned to shock as he gripped its head with a single hand as he stood up. Moving to an empty space in the room he forced the toy onto its knees. With his cock gripped in his other hand he began to force it into the toy's mouth. It struggled and thrashed but eventually was forced open. Alex found the new hole pleasurable and repeatedly slammed his cock down the toy's throat. He felt a wave of pleasure wash over him and he held the toy's face down onto the base of his cock and shot a load down its throat. It thrashed and gurgled for a moment before it began to go limp, but Alex granted it a chance to breathe so he didn't break his toy. Next he threw it over the edge of the bed, he was annoyed when his toy tried to crawl away, still coughing up his load. Grabbing it by the ankles and turning it over to be used again. Alex held one thigh as he lined up his cock with the hole he wanted to use next, he was going to breed this one. He slammed his whole length inside and the toy struggled and spasmed. To stop its squirming Alex used his free hand to grab it around the throat and pull it harder onto his cock. He slammed it again and again until the door in the room shot open. Many different toys, ones he could use later, came rushing in. Before they could intervene Alex finished in front of them, the toy he was using ballooned and spilled cum everywhere. Before he could do anything else another toy stepped forward with a box and pressed it to him, and everything went blank.