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Across the large metal table in front of him sat a small fluffy sheep who sat calm and casual even now despite her plans to tear the city apart failing and her true face shown to all. \n“I have gave my most deepest of apologies and you have on record yes that it was my stress and poor work conditions at the hands of our cruel mayor that brought me to such things hm? I don’t know what else to say, this entire experience has left me so dazed and confused.” She spoke with honeyed words even though she had no mask to hide behind anymore. The chief gave her a glare from across the table but did not say anything else. He glanced around the room and gave a sigh. He had been here for hours trying to get something out of her that was not fake crying or meaningless words of regret. “I do hope the good, honest, people judge me fairly.” She spoke shifting around in her seat and raising a leg up to lean her arm on. Her dress falling to the sides. “Or that you can see how honest I am.” She added with a smirk. He closed his eyes and stood up, her lurid offers and bribes was not subtle in the least but it was only words recorded here. Nothing more was working and so with a hard slam of the door he left the grinning sheep to herself.\n\nThe court decision was one that should have been quick but instead dragged on for hours. They had evidence, witnesses, motives, everything but the trial was not just against Bellwether in the end. It was a symbol. For all the hatred she had inspired against her there were now many who could see the reasoning behind her. The city simply was not as equal as all the posters and adverts made it out to be. Preds had all the highest positions of power while prey animals made up the majority of simple or hard labor. The motive and some of the evidence as well gained sympathy with the prey half of the jury too while the preds stood feeling increasingly awkward. A lifetime of bullying and abuse at the hands of predators, does that not make her cause at least justified if done in the wrong way. What about the terrible working conditions under the mayor of all things, some of her testerments to how he treated her was enough to make even the most biased of heads start turning the other way. Her crime was one of the worst ever recorded. Terrorism, segregation, inciting hate, bioweapons, attempted murder, assassination, hiring mercenaries, the list just kept going but as she did point out nobody died. Her plan was to open the eyes of the public and while nobody dared to say it many did feel she succeeded on that front. The jury took hours to debate what exactly her punishments would be as too harsh and she becomes a martyr but too soft and the angry majority would only rise to a boiling point. \n “Dawn Bellwether the court finds you guilty of all charges and you will be sentenced to a six month incarceration in the Agorn maximum security correctional facility. After such time has passed you will then put under a specific house arrest for life or until proven mentally stable.”\nThe choice in the end was one of mixed opinions even if the logics behind it were solid. Prey prisons were a lot nicer than pred ones, another ugly fact brought up by this case, and since Bellwether wanted equality then why not convict her as a predator instead. Logical but foolish all the same. The house arrest part was an attempt to soften the blow, letting her indeed genius mind go towards something constructive at least instead of leaving her to rot. \nParaded down the stone steps of the court house she was thrown without care into the back of the van as the crowds around cheered and booed both in agreement. Rubbing the bruise on her cheek she stood up and with difficulty climbed up to the seats on the sides, no seatbelts to be found, and even then the entire van was built for those five times her size. \n\nThe van was hot and stank of predators. The ride long and rough as she was taken far from the central downtown section, across the blistering highways of the Sahara highways and down the winding ice covered roads of Tundratown. Across the water in this frozen landscape sat a glacier of metal and lights, Agorn. Any attempt to escape meant a 40 minute swim in waters cold enough to kill you in 5. Walls thick enough to survive a rampaging elephant and so many locks, doors, cameras and scanners that they could spot an arctic mouse a mile away. The large metal van doors were flung open causing Bellwether to squint at the light pouring in but also gasp at the sudden wall of freezing air. Hopping down off the seat she jumped out the back to land waist deep in snow causing the guards to both laugh wildly as she stood helpless.\n “Do you two mind?!” She shouted to them as she could feel her legs going numb already. They each grabbed an arm between them and pulled her up before dragging her over to the front entrance. Dropping her down she took her first steps through the gigantic sized vault doors of the prison. Armed guards on both sides stood with surprise, others shock and a few with amusement at seeing a sheep in a place such as this. Heading through processing she took note of the painted concrete walls and many small heating systems telling her that even in a place as rough as this it was turning a profit enough to warrant some form of comforts. Stepping through the metal scanner a female leopard stopped her with a raised hand.\n“Arms out, legs apart.” She spoke casually with a smile before patting down Bellwether’s ankles and then knees, despite the dress she wore not even hiding them at all. Claws tugging at wool and cloth she patted the outside of the thighs and up to the waist before quickly patting down under the arms, along them and even the wrists. She returned to the back and slide around to give a good feeling on the chest before sliding down the belly and rotating her hands around the hips. With fingers digging into her clothing the hand pulled back and slid down under her tail. Cold, unwelcoming and yet clearly interested in what Bellwether had to offer the leopard’s fingers rudey went wherever they wanted to, poking, prodding and pushing their way through the thin fabric of her underwear from the base of her tail all the way down. Finding something interesting the largest of her fingers pushed hard enough against Bellwether’s privates to nearly lift her leg of the ground. All the while the other hand grasped her chest to keep her still. Claws ripped the fabric of her dress slightly but just as she got rough she stopped. “All clear.” She called out while standing up and taking a seat behind the desk again. Bellwether grit her teeth and averted her eyes as she slid a hand up her dress to pull her underwear back to normality.\n“No cavity check today? I had the oil in the fridge all ready.” She heard someone say.\n“I have a strict three fingers minimum rule besides I heard sheep wool gets all kinds of filthy. Ehck, we have to have some kind of standards.” The leopard replied sounding annoyed.\n“Should I see if laundry is willing to give her a spin?” The other voice replied to which both started to crack up in laughter. \n\nWith a shove to the back to keep moving Bellwether rounded the corner and down the hall to where the changing rooms were. Little more than a bench as four guards watched her strip down to nothing. “Disgusting preds…” Bellwether whispered under her breath as she carried her bundle of cold and damp civilian clothes through the adjacent door to a desk many times bigger than herself. \n “Hello?” A voice called far above her. “Ah there you are.” It said again. Looking up she found herself looking at the striped face of a tiger leaning over the desk. He reached down and snatched up the pile of clothing from her arms before disappearing back behind the desk. “You are lucky we have to by law keep at least one outfit for every size or I would have just sent you in there with nothing.” The tiger shouted to her with an all too amused tone in his voice. “It does mean we only have one outfit though so do keep it tidy.” She stood waiting for a moment with eyes looking upwards to the desk till a guard gave her a shove with his foot, Staying quiet she did what he wanted and through the next door she found a shower unit. \n “Two minutes sugar puff.” One of the guards said as he nudged her towards the stalls. She did not even have to duck under the small hinged door designed to cover the waist of the inmates. The guards eyes could be felt as clear as day but looking upwards the tap was well above her head. She heard a snide laugh behind her. Head held high she let out a “hmph” and tried to jump upwards to reach but fell short. The laughing getting louder. She tried again and again but in the end only managed to get out of breath as sweat ran down her face. It was surprisingly warm in here and her thick wool was not helping at all. “Times up.” A voice called out. She sighed but turned around and headed out without a word of complaint. Despite being humiliated and dirty she carried herself with pride as she headed out to another changing room, this one with towels, benches and a tiny stack of orange overalls for her. It took her a moment to climb up to the bench but as she went over the outfit she found the underwear missing.\n “Looking for these?” The other guard stated spinning the panties around a finger. “I have never been good with science, by far not a genius like you oh no. How about you give me a nice show and help me learn how sheep work?” He asked a vicious smile to him.\n “Oh a humble sheep like me would love to educate you disgusting failures but see, I know the difference between a broke microphone and a broken camera.” She stated without looking his way. The guard took a step forward but hesitated as his eyes glanced to the camera in the far corner. With a growl he threw them to her and headed past to the next door. “Stupid preds.” She whispered as she got dressed. \n\nWith many helpful kicks from the guards leading her along she stepped into her cell. One of the smallest in the entire building and normally given to the largest of new inmates to try and unnerve them, for her however it was still bigger than some apartments were. \n “You all have been so helpful. I would throw you a biscuit if I had one.” She called to them with a scowl as they walked away. Using the rough blanket hanging off her bed she climbed up to the top and headed over to the thick bars in order to get a better look around. Her cell seemed to be placed on the upper rows of a large open area that had some kind of tower in the middle constantly giving surveillance. She slid her hands along the bars and huffed, they were just barely small enough for her to not get through although any other cell would be spaced differently. Sitting on a pillow she lay back and closed her eyes. “Stupid tigers could not even haze me properly but without a working camera it would be pointless anyway. I doubt any of the other cameras are broken however, the ugly inmates here are too big to mess with on a daily basis.” Sitting up she hopped off the pillow and pushed it off the bed. Next came the blanket although it took some tugging and pulling. Jumping down onto them for a softer landing she dragged them under the bed and set up a huge but comfy nestbed instead, the oversized pillow too big to rest s head as small as hers so instead she used it as a padded sleeping bag. Placing her glasses down on the cold floor she stretched out and look up towards the bottom of the bed in thought. “Glen better not be slacking off.” \n\nHer eyes snapped open as the sound of a nightstick clattered along her bars.\n “It's 0500 sugar puff, thought you do with an extra early wake up.” The tiger guard laughed. Too sleepy to remark she yawned and slowly crawled her way out of the tangle of rough fabric. Stretching first her arms and then her legs she walked closer to the bars and looked up at the large tiger holding a small tray. “Apparently there was a mix up and none of your bathroom items got delivered yesterday. I thought I would be nice and bring some to you along with a lovely breakfast.” His words sounded nice but between the hungry eyes and the way he held the tray so high out of her way said a lot more. \n “And what do you want then? Pred.” She replied back.\n “Me? Nothing. I am just a little curious. Come closer, put your hands on the bars.” He commanded as he knelt down on one knee. She glanced to the tray and back and deciding that having healthy teeth is more important than her current dignity she did want he said. With both hands holding onto the bars she looked up to him as he gave her a grin. He reached forward and slipped his arm through the bars to pat her on the head. Fingers feeling her fuzzy wool like a child in a petting zoo he let a little chuckle. He took his hand away and turning it around placed it on her belly before sliding it down her orange shorts. She did not break eye contact for a second. She knew this was against the prison rules, clearly, but the surveillance tower behind him could not see anything with his body in the way. Her hands gripped the bars harder as she felt his fingers curl. “Hm, shaved.” He spoke slipping his hand out suddenly before bringing the fingers to his muzzle. “Ah and she was right, sheep do stink.” He stood up and took a few steps to the door before dropping the tray on the ground and kicking it through the slit to her. “Do give me a shout if you want anything else. I am sure we can make a deal.” He spoke quieter to her before heading out of sight. She let out a yawn and headed over to the tray to find toothpaste and a bowl of raw oats with grass mixed together.\n “Funny.” She stated dryly as she took a handful of the oats and began to chew on them. It was not the best taste but being a sheep her biology meant she could very much survive of something like this for a long time.\n\nAfter roll call the doors was opened and she was led down to the showers where in the far corner a small set of plastic steps had been left for her to use. Most of the inmates did not even know she was there for how small she was but the ones that took interest did so greatly. She could feel the eyes watching her the entire time but even so she paid them no mind as she washed herself carefully lest her wool dry out. A quick dry and an even quicker dressing and she slipped out of the showers and was led down the hallway.\n“Most of the uglies here have a job to do every day but for the sick or well, different, we have the yard.” She was told by one such guard as she was pushed outside into the cold. The high walls provided protection from the wind and the heaters dotted about kept people from dying at least but it was by far not a nice place to be for hours every day. She sat at the edge of the yard and took a look around the many wild and aggressive looking species. Wolves, lions, tigers and bears oh my. Some of them had injuries and was doing easier workouts while others stood talking to each other, anything to make the time on this frozen concrete slab easier. \n“Hey, creampuff.” A voice suddenly spoke up causing her to almost fall off the bench. She turned around quickly to find that a polar bear and managed to sit on the ground next to her without so much as a single noise. “Take easy girl. Barran not hurt you, got advice. See around here it is either make friend or be food. Barran have lots of friends, see picture?” He spoke in a thick accent she could not place.\n“I see what you are saying but I have no reason to trust you either. You looking to catch a feel like everybody else here?” Bellwether barked as she took a few steps away from him.\n “Naa naa. Creampuff, either you listen or not. Either way I will keep talking. See them over yonder? Black ties, because of the ink spot on the uniform you see. Part of mafia, they come in quick and leave quicker so keep distance and they won’t bother you. Lets see… Ah right, Gamma Pack. Bunch of wolves you hear that are quite bottom of food chain around here except when it comes to little creampuffs. They are hoodlums, did nothing but bark loudly and refuse offers to join real gangs but then one day…. I hear they took goat family, took turns with child, ate the dad. Police found them doing both to mom days later. Me? I think rumor, does not fit hoodlums like them.” He turned to look at her, his eyes staring deep into hers as if reading something. “Learn where cameras are. Block tower sees all but is unreliable you hear, easy to be paid off. Cameras elsewhere a different team, less easy to grease.”\n“Why are you telling me all this. What do you hope to gain?” She asked squinting but he just started to laugh deeply. With surprising grace he stood up and walked over to her.\n“Call me fan of any who can change this city.” He left barely a whisper on the wind as he headed past. She snapped back around but found him already gone. New insights into the inmates she left the yard with a lot to think.\n“Bellwether follow me. You have an appointment.” A less heavily dressed guard spoke as she headed down the halls.Ah yes she had forgotten about that, her twice weekly visit to the therapist. Bellwether could only wonder if that part of her sentence because of all the remorse she had shown or maybe because had been blaming the Mayor for so much of her crimes. Most likely both. She headed past a set of barred doors and into a much nicer side of the prison. A place of paperwork and bureaucracy. The office was a nice change as most of the objects here had been brought in just for her and even the psychotherapist was this cute female bunny that wore the most sickeningly plain gray dress, she reminded her of Judy a bit. Unlike Judy however this bunny was a lot easier to trick. Bellwether spoke of her childhood. Growing up in a predator infested street, the kids either ignoring her or bullying her in different ways. Her family so naive to it all. By the time she was done the therapist was nearly tearing up. \n\nAfter an uneventful meal time in the cafeteria Bellwether was sent back to her cell for the rest of the day. Boring being an understatement. There was nothing, no books, no tv, it was a stone room with a bed and a bathroom but she could tell that was done on purpose. Getting into her makeshift bed threw her shorts and top onto the floor and lay back to think. She had to practise what to say to that bunny shrink in a few days and get something to occupy herself while in here but other than that the plan had been all coming together nicely so far. \n\nThe next two days was all the same. Wake up to some loud jarring noise or another. Then it was sent to the showers, one of Bellwether’s least favorite times of the day as she could not stand the stink of so many preds around her. Next was a breakfast which at least turned into oatmeal by the second day although somehow they managed to make it… greasy… Followed by a few hours under the frigid wind on the yard. Then it was getting a cooked meal in the cafeteria and the long boredom of isolation in her cell. Mary, the little bunny therapist, was her only source of entertainment to be true. She was so needy to listen and help Bellwether that at one point Bellwether questioned if she was even a professional at all. A clattering of bars woke her up on the third day like any other but this time it was that tiger guard again.\n“Hello again sugar puff. Noticed you have been looking really bored around here. Ain’t that a shame the book cart does not go through this block.” He spoke causing her to let out a sigh. She got out of bed but sat on the floor. \n“What do you want.” She simply replied.\n“See you are no fun, it is always straight to work with you.” He complained while giving a shake of his head. “I just want… a smile. Think you can do that for me?” She turned to look at him with her head limp and a pure expression of not being in the mood but forced out a smile anyway. “There you go. You need to enjoy yourself. You got a half year in here after all.” He spoke quite happily before giving her a wave and heading off. She fell back onto the blankets and yawned. Waking up at 5am for this crap was not greatest of diversions. \n\nAn extra two hours in bed later and it was time for showers. Along the cell block, through the metal scanner, down the stairs, a few turns and a hallway later and she walked into the shower block. All of a sudden she was swept up off her feet and sent flying into the nearest trash can. A chorus of laughter heard as she struggled and pulled herself out of the bin but too slow to know who did it. Why even do this during shower times! Brushing it off she headed inside to find the place was more empty than it was normally, a nice change. She headed over to her normal spot to find her stairs was also missing. A yawn escaped her. It was going to be one of those days apparently. Tugging at the waistband of her orange shorts she slipped them off.\n \"Darn preds and that insufferable stink.\" She blurted out loud as she got a whiff of something strong and foul. Putting her shorts to the side she tried to jump up to reach the tap but just fell short. She heard a snicker. Turning around she found several large wolves watching her and laughing at everything she did. “What are you looking at? You bunch of wild preds!” She snapped with a huff before trying to work out how to get the shower running. The sound of rushing water nearby proving almost mocking to her but she soon noticed that there was another and then another shower being turned on. Nobody else was here but within a minute all the showers were running. Was it a joke, a way to spite her? Snapping her out of her thoughts was a pair of large hands that whiskered her off the floor from behind. Surprised she barely felt the hand rake its way between her legs as she was pushed forward into the tiled wall with a smack. Dazed and glasses askew she glanced around to find one of the wolves licking his lips. Then she felt it. Straining to push her face off the wall with her hands she managed to turn her head around as he grasped her wool to keep her still. He was resting his dick on her back, quite literally her entire back. Nearly as long as her leg but even thicker it was a deep angry red and drooled a foul, fragrant, musk onto her. “Hey! What are you doing?! You primal clod!” She screamed at him. “Get that filthy ‘thing’ away from me!” She shouted at him but he just smacked her against the wall again to try and keep her quiet.\n“I am going to knot you, prey slut.” His hand pulled at her legs as his dick slipped over her again and again fruitlessly. Pulling her around he managed to lodge the tip of himself on her folds, his tongue hanging out to pant happily.\n“Dont you dare, you fil- UGH.” Her words cut off as he put all his strength into forcing himself forward. Her privates burned, legs shaking, as her body was forced open to its limits. He pushed as hard as he could, over and over, every cm being a struggle.. “Y-You dumb… Hnnng…” She complained as he began to really thrust into her, every movement pulling and pushing her. “Big… animal… oh god… You… good for… good for…” Her words failed her as he managed to impale just about half of himself into her with so much force that it punched the wind out of her. She let out a loud bleat as he overfilled her with his disgusting seed before dropping her onto the floor. Bellwether managed to sit up just in time for a spare shot to splatter across her face. \n “I’m spent, game still on guys, first one to knot this bitch owns her for a month.” The wolf told the other three waiting for him before heading into the nearest shower. \n “Stupid… Preds…” Bellwether let out under her breath as her eyes tried and failed to focus clearly. She could not even feel her legs anymore. \n “She is talking again, let's get to work.” She heard one of them say before a pair of hands picked her up. Mind and eyes alike too fuzzy to notice the angry red flesh smack her in the face degradingly. It was all a blur of painful twinges and foul musk as each one of them used her like a toy two sizes too small. Taking turns, sharing, debating who should get what and eventually deciding on everything. Every single one of them barely even got half way before splattering her with a fresh coat of cum and dropping her roughly on the floor for the next to use. Her eyes pried open some time later. The showers were all turned off except for the one she lay under. Every movement hurt, her legs numb, her hips felt like they were broken, her privates stung deeply and burned like fire while a deep throbbing pain ran up her belly. Sitting back against the tiles she let the water wash off the rest of the mess from her. A small smile forming.\n\nThe worst part truly was having to limp back to her cell with everybody knowing what had happened. Thankfully she did not have to wait long for her daily trip to yard. The cold wind and frozen seats helping to sooth her quite a bit as she lay down on a bench and caught her breath. \n“How did the bottom of the barrel bunch of wolf preds manage to pay off everybody in that shower block?” She whispered to herself, her breath seen as wispy clouds escaping upwards. Wait no, the rule is that all inmates have to go to shower so the only way to actually skip it entirely would be to pay of the guards as well and the camera people and… She sat up. “I did not account for this…” She spoke to herself as she worked out it was not the inmates that were her biggest threat here. If it was true then the cameras might as well be useless as well as there were plenty of none-tower surveillance along the way to the shower block. “Glen… Blast it.” She brought her hand down on the metal bench. “Damn it.” She repeated to herself. “Damn it, damn it, damn it.” Hopping off the bench she went for a run around the yawn to cool off. It was almost time for her next therapy appointment for the week after all and she needed clarity. \n\nThe appointment had been simply but the bunny was proving to be a bit more of a pain. A clear example of how some prey animals have been held back by preds to the point they become dumb and passive she agreed to herself. Rubbing some sore spots on her waist she let out a yawn and rolled over on her bed. It was either laying around in the cold or the warmth but either way it was still laying around. \n“Mrs Bellwether?” A sweeter sounding voice snapped her out of her daydreams. Poking her head out from under the bed she found a chubby looking husky female standing with a small cart of books and other things. “Ah hello. This cellblock is normally out of my route you see… Want anything?” She asked. Bellwether stepped out in just her underwear without any shame and limped over to get a closer look. She could tell that the cart driver was watching her. “I… I am sorry if the others are being r-rough with you. I can't believe they sent a sheep to this place…” \n “You know what I did right? One of the worst crimes in history they are calling it.” Bellwether replied casually as she looked over the list of books and movies, even though she lacked a tv. \n “W-well… if we treat you just as bad then we are no better. I am Marcy.” She explained.\n “Bellwether. How many cells have TVs? You have a lot of movies, I will take that book as well if you don't mind.” She asked while pointing to a large red book on the end. \n “Small TVs are given to… certain inmates or those who are here for a long time. I thought this cell did have one though…” Marcy wondered as she picked out the book and slid it through the bars. Bellwether gave it a flick through. \n “The guards like to ‘trade’ me things.” Bellwether replied casually before closing the book. “Thanks I guess, you are not bad for a dog.” She took her book back to her bed while Marcy only watched with sad eyes over the whole thing. It was not like she could do anything. \n\nBellwether woke up to find the large textbook resting on her face. Closing it and putting it under the covers she stood up and stretched. Heading over to the sink she hopped up to the toilet for height and began to brush her teeth. Running a hand through her wool she noticed it was starting to get frizzy in places already. Hopping down she picked up her clothing. Been nearly a week since they got washed… When was laundry day? Another question for another time as the doors opened for shower time. She crept down the halls and around the corners but the sight of so many of the inmates heading her way for once gave her some peace of mind. The showers was full like normal and her stairs were back too. Letting out a sigh she kept her clothing on and went to give both herself and her outfit a clean much to the snickers of onlookers. The downside to having to shower in her clothes as well is that they were still damp by the time they threw her outside. Shivering she stood near the small heater on the wall.\n “Barran.” She spoke out loud as she turned to find him sitting in the snow next to her.\n “Oh little creampuff has good ears.” He replied with a deep chuckle. \n “Cut the formalities. I got a deal I want to make.” Bellwether snapped.\n “A deal? I ain’t no runner. Try Armand in B block or…” \n “You can knock that off as well. You know everybody in here, every corner, every inch. If you really do want to help then there is something I need that no runner can do.” She cut him off before rubbing the cold out of her arms. Barren sat down next to her.\n “Barran is listening.” He spoke quieter now as a sly grin spread across Bellwether.\nLater on. Bellwether stood in the cafeteria picking the ice of her clothing as she waited in line. In front of her stood a bear easily five times her size and behind her was a wolf almost three times. Letting out a yawn of boredom the line began to move so she headed forward but not paying attention walked straight into the person in front. She froze and then carefully took a step back but he did not do anything and instead just got his greasy food and moved on, all but ignoring her completely. She walked forward and raised her tray over her head just as a pile of greasy oatmeal landed on it from above. She kept her eyes forward but the sight of that bear to the side as she headed over and jumped up to a table that was always empty. She glanced around the room to find nobody was looking her way but the guards was all facing her general direction. Both the center of attention and yet isolated all the same. Dropping her spoon into the sludge of a meal she hopped off the table and headed straight to the bear. \n “Why don’t you attack me.” She spoke loud and straight to him but he did not respond and instead ignored her completely. She walked around to the otherside of the table and hopped up to it. “You heard me. I seen you destroy another guy for looking at them funny but I run into you and you don’t so much as give me a growl? You allergic to wool or something?” She continued to pester him. Taking a step closer to him his eyes darted herway causing her to freeze.\n “Don’t.” A single world slid out of his mouth as threatening as any weapon.\n “Why?” She replied back with a hand on her hip. The bear’s eyes glanced to the guards and back. He took a piece of the thick cut of meat on his tray and teared it in half with his teeth.\n “Can not say but… Simple. We don’t touch you, we get the finer things.” He spoke eventually while waving the nearly raw bit of meat about for effect. With that his eyes snapped back to the tray. Bellwether backed off and hopped down to return to her own private island of a table. The wolf gang was allowed to run wild on her but nobody else was allowed to so much as get close to her lest they suffer some form of wrath? She was damn curious by now to what the plan here for her even was. Suffering is easy but why not just go open season on her if that was indeed the case, no, whatever this was it was well thought out and specific. \n\nCome the next morning her eyes snapped open as the sound the clanking bars broke her out of a once peaceful sleep. Sticking out her head out from under the bed she found it was that guard again.\n “You!” She shouted as she clumsily got out from under the bed. “Before you open that shameful muzzle and bark your disgusting orders, I demand to know when laundry day is. The living conditions have been nothing but appalling even for a prison!” \n “Once a week. Most have a spare uniform or two you see, I am sure we will get some for you in… a few weeks or so. I am required to say you can request to get an extra wash twice a week too. Next wash is tomorrow though so you better wait.” He replied with his hands in his pockets before kneeling down to face her on eye level. She glared at him for a moment before noticing the small case next to him on the floor. Noticing her interest he spoke up again. “Wool Hygiene stuff. Yet another ‘unfortunate’ mix up and one that is important to you right? Zoogle has been quite great for my curiosity so far.” Ignoring his grin she sighed.\n “And what depraved act do you want this time?” Bellwether replied as she picked up her glasses and gave them a clean. \n “I want to compare things with what I have seen online.” He spoke without a moment of hesitation. Bellwether placed her glasses back onto her face and chose to not dignify his reply with a response. Instead she undid her shorts and let both them and her underwear drop to the floor. The guard leaned in but shook his head. “That won’t do. Try putting your back on the bars here and touching your knees for me.” He commanded. She sighed and took a long blink out of annoyance but still stepped out from her fallen shorts and headed over to him. Tail brushing against the bars she leaned forward till her hands were resting on her knees. “Hmm.” The guard hummed to himself as he got close enough to ruffle her fur with his breath. “Shape IS the same but I like your pink color more. Quite small for your body size too, rams must have quite the handicap eh?” He chuckled to himself. “But seeing how you handled the wolf boys…” The guard then muttered as he placed a hand on the curve of her backside. A stubby thumb ran its way up the crease of her privates before firmly sinking inside on the pass downwards. The tiger guard twisted his hand around and pulled at her roughly with a smile. “Oh it is stretchy. Now I see why so many goats ‘flock’ to the red light districts. Warm, welcoming and soft with a pussy to match. Well more like hot actually, I hear that caprines like you sheep and them goats have one of the highest body temps and well I can feel for myself that is quite true. Goats aren't as cute though…”\n “Oh sweet shepherds above… Why don’t you go visit one of those whore houses. I am sure they will have the time of their lives listening to you narrate your life story while fumbling around like a 12 year old exploring what is in their sister’s pants!” Bellwether finally snapped.\n “Now now, no need to get grumpy.” He retired as he pulled his hand free. “You are a smart girl, never mix business with pleasure my friend.” He commented. Bellwether turned her head around to glare but found him already gone. Quickly standing up to at least be modest she grabbed the case that had been left on the other side of the bars and popped the lock on it. Inside was a comb, an old fashioned set of manual clippers and a small amount of wool wax, the original contents clearly emptied as there were many slots in the foam for much more. She could almost hear the mocking laughter from here. Giving them a test snip the clippers were at least sharp and brand new, despite the old style of them they would work well. Ignoring her shorts for now she hopped up to the sink and started the long daily process of trimming and cutting. Each little snip relaxing, every bit of rougher fluff removed cleansing to her as after nearly an hour later she was back to her normal pristine state. Just in time as well as the doors opened for shower time. Grabbing her shorts along the way she nearly had a skip to her step like a young lamb in spring time although the cold water of the showers and the unscented soaps were a nice reminder of the place she now had to live in. Even so she felt quite full of energy today and as soon as she got out into the yard she began to do some slow timed laps around the edge.\nAs she returned to her cell for the quiet time before lights out she took the time to go a different route. A left instead of a right and a right instead of a left and she ended up quite far away from her normal path. Most other prisoners were either still working at this time although an increasing amount of them was starting to finish up for the day. Without a pass she could not enter any of the vocation sectors but even so she could hear hammers, saws, all kinds of tools making all kinds of noise. It left her curious to what they were putting together although not wanting to risk punishment she headed back down the cell blocks to where her cell was, the door already open and waiting for her. Throwing her outward clothing to the floor she lay on the mess of a bed with a grin. Her eyes turned to the wall and using one of her rough, hoof like fingers she scraped a clear set of five tally marks into it. \n “One week down, twenty five to go.” She muttered mockingly under her breath before giving a bit of a snicker to herself. \n\nThe next day started as it normally does. Wake up, some basic hygiene and meditation before going to the showers and then to the yard or therapy. It was the most boring of routines but it was easy at least. After an uneventful dinner Bellwether returned to her cell and stripped off fully for when the laundry cart would be making its rounds. Folding up the blankets and pillows as well she left them all in a near pile near the bed before hopping up onto the bed to lay down for a while. Laying on her belly she opened up her heavy borrowed book and flicked through it till she found a good part.\n “...All energy exchanges, if no energy enters or leaves the system, the potential energy of the state will always be less than that of the initial state…” She read to herself before turning the page over and looking over the complicated mechanical diagrams. She huffed. Nude and alone with a huge science book in a dimly lit room, it was like college all over again. Her ear twitched as she heard her cell door suddenly open automatically. Sitting up she looked over to find nobody there. Hopping down she walked over to the door and poked her head out, a faint creaking sound in the distance could be heard but other than that nothing. Strange. Going back inside she sat on the bed and waited as the faint creaking got louder till finally a laundry cart came into view being pushed by a wolf inmate wearing a slightly different outfit than normal. Picking up the pile of her clothes she walked over to hand them to him when suddenly he headed through her door into the cell. Waving to the tower behind him the barred door then slammed shut causing bellwether to drop her clothes with a groan. “Oh it is like that then.” She stated dryly. \n “Don’t remember me darling? I was fourth in line during our little shower meeting.” He spoke as he cracked his knuckles. Wasting no time he all but tore of his top and threw it to the floor when Bellwether raised a hand up.\n “I figure this is against the rules but you pulled some strings right?” She began as she started to slowly back away. “So you don’t have much time I know, now I am not strong enough to stop you but I am smart enough to slow you down to the point the guards come past and ruin your entire fun. How about a deal.” She spoke quickly and managed to stop his approach just as her back reached the sink. He sood thinking and glanced to the surveillance tower behind him.\n“What… kind of deal?” He asked.\n“I don’t fight and you get things done quick. You would like that right doggy? Nice and easy? And then we can both just go and enjoy the rest of our day. So what gets degenerates like you off hm? Having me on top or do you like it when they cry? Call you daddy or brother or hell do you just have you got that one special position you just always do?” She replied as she stood with her arms crossed and a smirk. The wolf was taken back. He blinked in confusion and kept half turning to glance at the surveillance tower behind him. His mouth went to speak words but instead just babbled nothing, the gears turning in his head was as clear as day to Bellwether but even she never expected them to struggle this hard.\n“All fours. On the bed and darling, make it welcoming. August still has friction burns from going first.” He finally spoke, slow and careful of each word, as his now unsteady hands fumbled to take off his pants. Bellwether meanwhile simply strode past him and hopped up onto the bed smoothly. Getting onto her knees near the headboard she spat crudely into her palm and ran it over her privates casually before sucking on a finger and jamming that inside as well. A few twists and turns is all it took before she wiped her hand off on the bed and placed it next to the other. Shuffling to get her knees nice and wide and to make sure her stance was well balanced she finally felt the mattress shift and creak as the wolf boy climbed up onto it. She could hear him moving about but did not bother to look back to see what was going on, he either wasted all his time being flustered or he gets things over with. Either way she only had to kneel here and count the minutes. It took two before she felt him not make a move but rather press his cold nose to the underside of her tail and then another four minutes before he ran a single lick down her already slick sex. He pulled away and knelt over her. A hand grabbed the metal rail of the headboard over her head while the other grabbed the fluff on her waist and pushed her forward and then back as the wolf boy tried to find a way around the difference in size between them. With one last jerk to the right he then grabbed her tail and held it in place as he awkward jabbed at her. Bellwether knelt in confusion as he she felt him shudder and fumble around before giving a hard thrust forward that told her everything about how inexpensive he was. The shudders, the awkward movements and sloppy rhythm. Her head dropped low and her eyes closed as she tried her hardest not to laugh. Visions of nerdy college guys that she used to ride hard enough to make them limp out of her room in shame came to mind but no this was even worse. There was no passion to be found here at all, in fact it was all but masturbatory. Trying to keep up the quick brainless strokes that his hand would have done but failing to realize that does not work for fornication. With the humor giving way to boredom she realized now that he was quite a bit smaller than the others as well but even was a mile away from even touching her with that knot. He released her tail and instead suddenly grabbed the back of her neck. Focing her face down into the bed she felt him sit back and grab her leg as he began to push forward, no thrusting or movements. Just a constant forward pressure but he was already as far as he could go. It stung and then simply started to hurt but he gave no attempt to stop. Sliding her leg out she bucked it backwards and hit him firmly in the thigh, the hard hoof just missing his more sensitive areas and in turn causing him to back off an inch.\n“Hey asshole girls don’t work like that.” She snapped with a voice muffled from the mattress her head was forced into. He did not move for a moment but then let go of her neck. As she pulled her head up she wiggled her hips as well to shake off the pain but found he had already pulled out. Sitting up she spun around and watched as he managed to limply fall off the bed before picking up himself back up in crude attempt to act cool. “Oh my god you… was it from the wiggle? No no, the kick…” Bellwether sat with the widest grin as she counted as the possibilities. “It was the insult wasn't it. Forgot me calling you daddy oh no, you want me to call you son? Send you to your room without ‘supper’ is that it?” The wolf kept his face hidden and got dressed as quickly as possible but in doing so put his top on backwards, electing a laugh from Bellwether. Scooping up the laundry he all but ran out of her cell as quickly as he could get away from that snide, mocking gaze.\n\nStill giggling to herself occasionally she hopped down off the bed to find a splattering of the wolf’s parting gift fall out of her and hit the once clean stone floor.\n “For fucks sake! Not even here and that bastard ruins my fun…” She muttered to herself. Heading over to the sink her grin faded as she splashed some water over her face. Turning to face the bars of her cell she carefully sat in the basin of the sink and leaned back against the cold stone of the wall. With a wave to the surveillance tower she turned on the chilly water and got to cleaning herself before any others intruded. ","writing_bbcode_parsed":"After a dark and stormy month the light of a new dawn is upon us. The reports of violent predator attacks has been confirmed to be all part of a secret drug based play from one, Dawn Bellwether, to bring an upset and specist divide between the normally harmonious city we live in. The riots and protests are starting to quiet down even now and while it may take some time yet for the wounds to heal completely there is at least one thing all are agreeing on. The damnation of Bellwether. I am standing here outside of the central house of law waiting for the news of her sentence with baited breath. All around me are animals of every creed who stand and wait once enemies but now brothers in arms against the true threat. May the courts lack mercy today.

“Bellwether... Any words of regret before I wrap this up and throw you to the courts?” A large water buffalo in a high rank police uniform stated while closing a file he had been reading. Across the large metal table in front of him sat a small fluffy sheep who sat calm and casual even now despite her plans to tear the city apart failing and her true face shown to all.
“I have gave my most deepest of apologies and you have on record yes that it was my stress and poor work conditions at the hands of our cruel mayor that brought me to such things hm? I don’t know what else to say, this entire experience has left me so dazed and confused.” She spoke with honeyed words even though she had no mask to hide behind anymore. The chief gave her a glare from across the table but did not say anything else. He glanced around the room and gave a sigh. He had been here for hours trying to get something out of her that was not fake crying or meaningless words of regret. “I do hope the good, honest, people judge me fairly.” She spoke shifting around in her seat and raising a leg up to lean her arm on. Her dress falling to the sides. “Or that you can see how honest I am.” She added with a smirk. He closed his eyes and stood up, her lurid offers and bribes was not subtle in the least but it was only words recorded here. Nothing more was working and so with a hard slam of the door he left the grinning sheep to herself.

The court decision was one that should have been quick but instead dragged on for hours. They had evidence, witnesses, motives, everything but the trial was not just against Bellwether in the end. It was a symbol. For all the hatred she had inspired against her there were now many who could see the reasoning behind her. The city simply was not as equal as all the posters and adverts made it out to be. Preds had all the highest positions of power while prey animals made up the majority of simple or hard labor. The motive and some of the evidence as well gained sympathy with the prey half of the jury too while the preds stood feeling increasingly awkward. A lifetime of bullying and abuse at the hands of predators, does that not make her cause at least justified if done in the wrong way. What about the terrible working conditions under the mayor of all things, some of her testerments to how he treated her was enough to make even the most biased of heads start turning the other way. Her crime was one of the worst ever recorded. Terrorism, segregation, inciting hate, bioweapons, attempted murder, assassination, hiring mercenaries, the list just kept going but as she did point out nobody died. Her plan was to open the eyes of the public and while nobody dared to say it many did feel she succeeded on that front. The jury took hours to debate what exactly her punishments would be as too harsh and she becomes a martyr but too soft and the angry majority would only rise to a boiling point.
    “Dawn Bellwether the court finds you guilty of all charges and you will be sentenced to a six month incarceration in the Agorn maximum security correctional facility. After such time has passed you will then put under a specific house arrest for life or until proven mentally stable.”
The choice in the end was one of mixed opinions even if the logics behind it were solid. Prey prisons were a lot nicer than pred ones, another ugly fact brought up by this case, and since Bellwether wanted equality then why not convict her as a predator instead. Logical but foolish all the same. The house arrest part was an attempt to soften the blow, letting her indeed genius mind go towards something constructive at least instead of leaving her to rot.
Paraded down the stone steps of the court house she was thrown without care into the back of the van as the crowds around cheered and booed both in agreement. Rubbing the bruise on her cheek she stood up and with difficulty climbed up to the seats on the sides, no seatbelts to be found, and even then the entire van was built for those five times her size.  

The van was hot and stank of predators. The ride long and rough as she was taken far from the central downtown section, across the blistering highways of the Sahara highways and down the winding ice covered roads of Tundratown. Across the water in this frozen landscape sat a glacier of metal and lights, Agorn. Any attempt to escape meant a 40 minute swim in waters cold enough to kill you in 5. Walls thick enough to survive a rampaging elephant and so many locks, doors, cameras and scanners that they could spot an arctic mouse a mile away. The large metal van doors were flung open causing Bellwether to squint at the light pouring in but also gasp at the sudden wall of freezing air. Hopping down off the seat she jumped out the back to land waist deep in snow causing the guards to both laugh wildly as she stood helpless.
    “Do you two mind?!” She shouted to them as she could feel her legs going numb already. They each grabbed an arm between them and pulled her up before dragging her over to the front entrance. Dropping her down she took her first steps through the gigantic sized vault doors of the prison. Armed guards on both sides stood with surprise, others shock and a few with amusement at seeing a sheep in a place such as this. Heading through processing she took note of the painted concrete walls and many small heating systems telling her that even in a place as rough as this it was turning a profit enough to warrant some form of comforts. Stepping through the metal scanner a female leopard stopped her with a raised hand.
“Arms out, legs apart.” She spoke casually with a smile before patting down Bellwether’s ankles and then knees, despite the dress she wore not even hiding them at all. Claws tugging at wool and cloth she patted the outside of the thighs and up to the waist before quickly patting down under the arms, along them and even the wrists. She returned to the back and slide around to give a good feeling on the chest before sliding down the belly and rotating her hands around the hips. With fingers digging into her clothing the hand pulled back and slid down under her tail. Cold, unwelcoming and yet clearly interested in what Bellwether had to offer the leopard’s fingers rudey went wherever they wanted to, poking, prodding and pushing their way through the thin fabric of her underwear from the base of her tail all the way down. Finding something interesting the largest of her fingers pushed hard enough against Bellwether’s privates to nearly lift her leg of the ground. All the while the other hand grasped her chest to keep her still. Claws ripped the fabric of her dress slightly but just as she got rough she stopped.  “All clear.” She called out while standing up and taking a seat behind the desk again. Bellwether grit her teeth and averted her eyes as she slid a hand up her dress to pull her underwear back to normality.
“No cavity check today? I had the oil in the fridge all ready.” She heard someone say.
“I have a strict three fingers minimum rule besides I heard sheep wool gets all kinds of filthy. Ehck, we have to have some kind of standards.” The leopard replied sounding annoyed.
“Should I see if laundry is willing to give her a spin?” The other voice replied to which both started to crack up in laughter.

With a shove to the back to keep moving Bellwether rounded the corner and down the hall to where the changing rooms were. Little more than a bench as four guards watched her strip down to nothing. “Disgusting preds…” Bellwether whispered under her breath as she carried her bundle of cold and damp civilian clothes through the adjacent door to a desk many times bigger than herself.
    “Hello?” A voice called far above her. “Ah there you are.” It said again. Looking up she found herself looking at the striped face of a tiger leaning over the desk. He reached down and snatched up the pile of clothing from her arms before disappearing back behind the desk. “You are lucky we have to by law keep at least one outfit for every size or I would have just sent you in there with nothing.” The tiger shouted to her with an all too amused tone in his voice. “It does mean we only have one outfit though so do keep it tidy.” She stood waiting for a moment with eyes looking upwards to the desk till a guard gave her a shove with his foot, Staying quiet she did what he wanted and through the next door she found a shower unit.
    “Two minutes sugar puff.” One of the guards said as he nudged her towards the stalls. She did not even have to duck under the small hinged door designed to cover the waist of the inmates. The guards eyes could be felt as clear as day but looking upwards the tap was well above her head. She heard a snide laugh behind her. Head held high she let out a “hmph” and tried to jump upwards to reach but fell short. The laughing getting louder. She tried again and again but in the end only managed to get out of breath as sweat ran down her face. It was surprisingly warm in here and her thick wool was not helping at all. “Times up.” A voice called out. She sighed but turned around and headed out without a word of complaint. Despite being humiliated and dirty she carried herself with pride as she headed out to another changing room, this one with towels, benches and a tiny stack of orange overalls for her. It took her a moment to climb up to the bench but as she went over the outfit she found the underwear missing.
    “Looking for these?” The other guard stated spinning the panties around a finger. “I have never been good with science, by far not a genius like you oh no. How about you give me a nice show and help me learn how sheep work?” He asked a vicious smile to him.
    “Oh a humble sheep like me would love to educate you disgusting failures but see, I know the difference between a broke microphone and a broken camera.” She stated without looking his way. The guard took a step forward but hesitated as his eyes glanced to the camera in the far corner. With a growl he threw them to her and headed past to the next door. “Stupid preds.” She whispered as she got dressed.

With many helpful kicks from the guards leading her along she stepped into her cell. One of the smallest in the entire building and normally given to the largest of new inmates to try and unnerve them, for her however it was still bigger than some apartments were.
    “You all have been so helpful. I would throw you a biscuit if I had one.” She called to them with a scowl as they walked away. Using the rough blanket hanging off her bed she climbed up to the top and headed over to the thick bars in order to get a better look around. Her cell seemed to be placed on the upper rows of a large open area that had some kind of tower in the middle constantly giving surveillance. She slid her hands along the bars and huffed, they were just barely small enough for her to not get through although any other cell would be spaced differently. Sitting on a pillow she lay back and closed her eyes. “Stupid tigers could not even haze me properly but without a working camera it would be pointless anyway. I doubt any of the other cameras are broken however, the ugly inmates here are too big to mess with on a daily basis.” Sitting up she hopped off the pillow and pushed it off the bed. Next came the blanket although it took some tugging and pulling. Jumping down onto them for a softer landing she dragged them under the bed and set up a huge but comfy nestbed instead, the oversized pillow too big to rest s head as small as hers so instead she used it as a padded sleeping bag. Placing her glasses down on the cold floor she stretched out and look up towards the bottom of the bed in thought. “Glen better not be slacking off.”

Her eyes snapped open as the sound of a nightstick clattered along her bars.
    “It's 0500 sugar puff, thought you do with an extra early wake up.” The tiger guard laughed. Too sleepy to remark she yawned and slowly crawled her way out of the tangle of rough fabric. Stretching first her arms and then her legs she walked closer to the bars and looked up at the large tiger holding a small tray. “Apparently there was a mix up and none of your bathroom items got delivered yesterday. I thought I would be nice and bring some to you along with a lovely breakfast.” His words sounded nice but between the hungry eyes and the way he held the tray so high out of her way said a lot more.
    “And what do you want then? Pred.” She replied back.
    “Me? Nothing. I am just a little curious. Come closer, put your hands on the bars.” He commanded as he knelt down on one knee. She glanced to the tray and back and deciding that having healthy teeth is more important than her current dignity she did want he said. With both hands holding onto the bars she looked up to him as he gave her a grin. He reached forward and slipped his arm through the bars to pat her on the head. Fingers feeling her fuzzy wool like a child in a petting zoo he let a little chuckle. He took his hand away and turning it around placed it on her belly before sliding it down her orange shorts. She did not break eye contact for a second. She knew this was against the prison rules, clearly, but the surveillance tower behind him could not see anything with his body in the way. Her hands gripped the bars harder as she felt his fingers curl. “Hm, shaved.” He spoke slipping his hand out suddenly before bringing the fingers to his muzzle. “Ah and she was right, sheep do stink.” He stood up and took a few steps to the door before dropping the tray on the ground and kicking it through the slit to her. “Do give me a shout if you want anything else. I am sure we can make a deal.” He spoke quieter to her before heading out of sight. She let out a yawn and headed over to the tray to find toothpaste and a bowl of raw oats with grass mixed together.
    “Funny.” She stated dryly as she took a handful of the oats and began to chew on them. It was not the best taste but being a sheep her biology meant she could very much survive of something like this for a long time.

After roll call the doors was opened and she was led down to the showers where in the far corner a small set of plastic steps had been left for her to use. Most of the inmates did not even know she was there for how small she was but the ones that took interest did so greatly. She could feel the eyes watching her the entire time but even so she paid them no mind as she washed herself carefully lest her wool dry out. A quick dry and an even quicker dressing and she slipped out of the showers and was led down the hallway.
“Most of the uglies here have a job to do every day but for the sick or well, different, we have the yard.” She was told by one such guard as she was pushed outside into the cold. The high walls provided protection from the wind and the heaters dotted about kept people from dying at least but it was by far not a nice place to be for hours every day. She sat at the edge of the yard and took a look around the many wild and aggressive looking species. Wolves, lions, tigers and bears oh my. Some of them had injuries and was doing easier workouts while others stood talking to each other, anything to make the time on this frozen concrete slab easier.
“Hey, creampuff.” A voice suddenly spoke up causing her to almost fall off the bench. She turned around quickly to find that a polar bear and managed to sit on the ground next to her without so much as a single noise. “Take easy girl. Barran not hurt you, got advice. See around here it is either make friend or be food. Barran have lots of friends, see picture?” He spoke in a thick accent she could not place.
“I see what you are saying but I have no reason to trust you either. You looking to catch a feel like everybody else here?” Bellwether barked as she took a few steps away from him.
    “Naa naa. Creampuff, either you listen or not. Either way I will keep talking. See them over yonder? Black ties, because of the ink spot on the uniform you see. Part of mafia, they come in quick and leave quicker so keep distance and they won’t bother you. Lets see… Ah right, Gamma Pack. Bunch of wolves you hear that are quite bottom of food chain around here except when it comes to little creampuffs. They are hoodlums, did nothing but bark loudly and refuse offers to join real gangs but then one day…. I hear they took goat family, took turns with child, ate the dad. Police found them doing both to mom days later. Me? I think rumor, does not fit hoodlums like them.” He turned to look at her, his eyes staring deep into hers as if reading something. “Learn where cameras are. Block tower sees all but is unreliable you hear, easy to be paid off. Cameras elsewhere a different team, less easy to grease.”
“Why are you telling me all this. What do you hope to gain?” She asked squinting but he just started to laugh deeply. With surprising grace he stood up and walked over to her.
“Call me fan of any who can change this city.” He left barely a whisper on the wind as he headed past. She snapped back around but found him already gone. New insights into the inmates she left the yard with a lot to think.
“Bellwether follow me. You have an appointment.” A less heavily dressed guard spoke as she headed down the halls.Ah yes she had forgotten about that, her twice weekly visit to the therapist. Bellwether could only wonder if that part of her sentence because of all the remorse she had shown or maybe because had been blaming the Mayor for so much of her crimes. Most likely both. She headed past a set of barred doors and into a much nicer side of the prison. A place of paperwork and bureaucracy. The office was a nice change as most of the objects here had been brought in just for her and even the psychotherapist was this cute female bunny that wore the most sickeningly plain gray dress, she reminded her of Judy a bit. Unlike Judy however this bunny was a lot easier to trick. Bellwether spoke of her childhood. Growing up in a predator infested street, the kids either ignoring her or bullying her in different ways. Her family so naive to it all. By the time she was done the therapist was nearly tearing up.

After an uneventful meal time in the cafeteria Bellwether was sent back to her cell for the rest of the day. Boring being an understatement. There was nothing, no books, no tv, it was a stone room with a bed and a bathroom but she could tell that was done on purpose. Getting into her makeshift bed threw her shorts and top onto the floor and lay back to think. She had to practise what to say to that bunny shrink in a few days and get something to occupy herself while in here but other than that the plan had been all coming together nicely so far.

The next two days was all the same. Wake up to some loud jarring noise or another. Then it was sent to the showers, one of Bellwether’s least favorite times of the day as she could not stand the stink of so many preds around her. Next was a breakfast which at least turned into oatmeal by the second day although somehow they managed to make it… greasy… Followed by a few hours under the frigid wind on the yard. Then it was getting a cooked meal in the cafeteria and the long boredom of isolation in her cell. Mary, the little bunny therapist, was her only source of entertainment to be true. She was so needy to listen and help Bellwether that at one point Bellwether questioned if she was even a professional at all. A clattering of bars woke her up on the third day like any other but this time it was that tiger guard again.
“Hello again sugar puff. Noticed you have been looking really bored around here. Ain’t that a shame the book cart does not go through this block.” He spoke causing her to let out a sigh. She got out of bed but sat on the floor.
“What do you want.” She simply replied.
“See you are no fun, it is always straight to work with you.” He complained while giving a shake of his head. “I just want… a smile. Think you can do that for me?” She turned to look at him with her head limp and a pure expression of not being in the mood but forced out a smile anyway. “There you go. You need to enjoy yourself. You got a half year in here after all.” He spoke quite happily before giving her a wave and heading off. She fell back onto the blankets and yawned. Waking up at 5am for this crap was not greatest of diversions.

An extra two hours in bed later and it was time for showers. Along the cell block, through the metal scanner, down the stairs, a few turns and a hallway later and she walked into the shower block. All of a sudden she was swept up off her feet and sent flying into the nearest trash can. A chorus of laughter heard as she struggled and pulled herself out of the bin but too slow to know who did it. Why even do this during shower times! Brushing it off she headed inside to find the place was more empty than it was normally, a nice change. She headed over to her normal spot to find her stairs was also missing. A yawn escaped her. It was going to be one of those days apparently. Tugging at the waistband of her orange shorts she slipped them off.
    "Darn preds and that insufferable stink." She blurted out loud as she got a whiff of something strong and foul. Putting her shorts to the side she tried to jump up to reach the tap but just fell short. She heard a snicker. Turning around she found several large wolves watching her and laughing at everything she did. “What are you looking at? You bunch of wild preds!” She snapped with a huff before trying to work out how to get the shower running. The sound of rushing water nearby proving almost mocking to her but she soon noticed that there was another and then another shower being turned on. Nobody else was here but within a minute all the showers were running. Was it a joke, a way to spite her? Snapping her out of her thoughts was a pair of large hands that whiskered her off the floor from behind. Surprised she barely felt the hand rake its way between her legs as she was pushed forward into the tiled wall with a smack. Dazed and glasses askew she glanced around to find one of the wolves licking his lips. Then she felt it. Straining to push her face off the wall with her hands she managed to turn her head around as he grasped her wool to keep her still. He was resting his dick on her back, quite literally her entire back. Nearly as long as her leg but even thicker it was a deep angry red and drooled a foul, fragrant, musk onto her. “Hey! What are you doing?! You primal clod!” She screamed at him. “Get that filthy ‘thing’ away from me!” She shouted at him but he just smacked her against the wall again to try and keep her quiet.
“I am going to knot you, prey slut.” His hand pulled at her legs as his dick slipped over her again and again fruitlessly. Pulling her around he managed to lodge the tip of himself on her folds, his tongue hanging out to pant happily.
“Dont you dare, you fil- UGH.” Her words cut off as he put all his strength into forcing himself forward. Her privates burned, legs shaking, as her body was forced open to its limits. He pushed as hard as he could, over and over, every cm being a struggle.. “Y-You dumb… Hnnng…” She complained as he began to really thrust into her, every movement pulling and pushing her. “Big… animal… oh god… You… good for… good for…” Her words failed her as he managed to impale just about half of himself into her with so much force that it punched the wind out of her. She let out a loud bleat as he overfilled her with his disgusting seed before dropping her onto the floor. Bellwether managed to sit up just in time for a spare shot to splatter across her face.
    “I’m spent, game still on guys, first one to knot this bitch owns her for a month.” The wolf told the other three waiting for him before heading into the nearest shower.
    “Stupid… Preds…” Bellwether let out under her breath as her eyes tried and failed to focus clearly. She could not even feel her legs anymore.
    “She is talking again, let's get to work.” She heard one of them say before a pair of hands picked her up. Mind and eyes alike too fuzzy to notice the angry red flesh smack her in the face degradingly. It was all a blur of painful twinges and foul musk as each one of them used her like a toy two sizes too small. Taking turns, sharing, debating who should get what and eventually deciding on everything. Every single one of them barely even got half way before splattering her with a fresh coat of cum and dropping her roughly on the floor for the next to use. Her eyes pried open some time later. The showers were all turned off except for the one she lay under. Every movement hurt, her legs numb, her hips felt like they were broken, her privates stung deeply and burned like fire while a deep throbbing pain ran up her belly. Sitting back against the tiles she let the water wash off the rest of the mess from her. A small smile forming.

The worst part truly was having to limp back to her cell with everybody knowing what had happened. Thankfully she did not have to wait long for her daily trip to yard. The cold wind and frozen seats helping to sooth her quite a bit as she lay down on a bench and caught her breath.
“How did the bottom of the barrel bunch of wolf preds manage to pay off everybody in that shower block?” She whispered to herself, her breath seen as wispy clouds escaping upwards. Wait no, the rule is that all inmates have to go to shower so the only way to actually skip it entirely would be to pay of the guards as well and the camera people and… She sat up. “I did not account for this…” She spoke to herself as she worked out it was not the inmates that were her biggest threat here. If it was true then the cameras might as well be useless as well as there were plenty of none-tower surveillance along the way to the shower block. “Glen… Blast it.” She brought her hand down on the metal bench. “Damn it.” She repeated to herself. “Damn it, damn it, damn it.” Hopping off the bench she went for a run around the yawn to cool off. It was almost time for her next therapy appointment for the week after all and she needed clarity.

The appointment had been simply but the bunny was proving to be a bit more of a pain. A clear example of how some prey animals have been held back by preds to the point they become dumb and passive she agreed to herself. Rubbing some sore spots on her waist she let out a yawn and rolled over on her bed. It was either laying around in the cold or the warmth but either way it was still laying around.
“Mrs Bellwether?” A sweeter sounding voice snapped her out of her daydreams. Poking her head out from under the bed she found a chubby looking husky female standing with a small cart of books and other things. “Ah hello. This cellblock is normally out of my route you see… Want anything?” She asked. Bellwether stepped out in just her underwear without any shame and limped over to get a closer look. She could tell that the cart driver was watching her. “I… I am sorry if the others are being r-rough with you. I can't believe they sent a sheep to this place…”
    “You know what I did right? One of the worst crimes in history they are calling it.” Bellwether replied casually as she looked over the list of books and movies, even though she lacked a tv.
    “W-well… if we treat you just as bad then we are no better. I am Marcy.” She explained.
    “Bellwether. How many cells have TVs? You have a lot of movies, I will take that book as well if you don't mind.” She asked while pointing to a large red book on the end.
    “Small TVs are given to… certain inmates or those who are here for a long time. I thought this cell did have one though…” Marcy wondered as she picked out the book and slid it through the bars. Bellwether gave it a flick through.
    “The guards like to ‘trade’ me things.” Bellwether replied casually before closing the book. “Thanks I guess, you are not bad for a dog.” She took her book back to her bed while Marcy only watched with sad eyes over the whole thing. It was not like she could do anything.

Bellwether woke up to find the large textbook resting on her face. Closing it and putting it under the covers she stood up and stretched. Heading over to the sink she hopped up to the toilet for height and began to brush her teeth. Running a hand through her wool she noticed it was starting to get frizzy in places already. Hopping down she picked up her clothing. Been nearly a week since they got washed… When was laundry day? Another question for another time as the doors opened for shower time. She crept down the halls and around the corners but the sight of so many of the inmates heading her way for once gave her some peace of mind. The showers was full like normal and her stairs were back too. Letting out a sigh she kept her clothing on and went to give both herself and her outfit a clean much to the snickers of onlookers. The downside to having to shower in her clothes as well is that they were still damp by the time they threw her outside. Shivering she stood near the small heater on the wall.
    “Barran.” She spoke out loud as she turned to find him sitting in the snow next to her.
    “Oh little creampuff has good ears.” He replied with a deep chuckle.
    “Cut the formalities. I got a deal I want to make.” Bellwether snapped.
    “A deal? I ain’t no runner. Try Armand in B block or…”
    “You can knock that off as well. You know everybody in here, every corner, every inch. If you really do want to help then there is something I need that no runner can do.” She cut him off before rubbing the cold out of her arms. Barren sat down next to her.
    “Barran is listening.” He spoke quieter now as a sly grin spread across Bellwether.
Later on. Bellwether stood in the cafeteria picking the ice of her clothing as she waited in line. In front of her stood a bear easily five times her size and behind her was a wolf almost three times. Letting out a yawn of boredom the line began to move so she headed forward but not paying attention walked straight into the person in front. She froze and then carefully took a step back but he did not do anything and instead just got his greasy food and moved on, all but ignoring her completely. She walked forward and raised her tray over her head just as a pile of greasy oatmeal landed on it from above. She kept her eyes forward but the sight of that bear to the side as she headed over and jumped up to a table that was always empty. She glanced around the room to find nobody was looking her way but the guards was all facing her general direction. Both the center of attention and yet isolated all the same. Dropping her spoon into the sludge of a meal she hopped off the table and headed straight to the bear.
    “Why don’t you attack me.” She spoke loud and straight to him but he did not respond and instead ignored her completely. She walked around to the otherside of the table and hopped up to it. “You heard me. I seen you destroy another guy for looking at them funny but I run into you and you don’t so much as give me a growl? You allergic to wool or something?” She continued to pester him. Taking a step closer to him his eyes darted herway causing her to freeze.
    “Don’t.” A single world slid out of his mouth as threatening as any weapon.
    “Why?” She replied back with a hand on her hip. The bear’s eyes glanced to the guards and back. He took a piece of the thick cut of meat on his tray and teared it in half with his teeth.
    “Can not say but… Simple. We don’t touch you, we get the finer things.” He spoke eventually while waving the nearly raw bit of meat about for effect. With that his eyes snapped back to the tray. Bellwether backed off and hopped down to return to her own private island of a table. The wolf gang was allowed to run wild on her but nobody else was allowed to so much as get close to her lest they suffer some form of wrath? She was damn curious by now to what the plan here for her even was. Suffering is easy but why not just go open season on her if that was indeed the case, no, whatever this was it was well thought out and specific.

Come the next morning her eyes snapped open as the sound the clanking bars broke her out of a once peaceful sleep. Sticking out her head out from under the bed she found it was that guard again.
    “You!” She shouted as she clumsily got out from under the bed. “Before you open that shameful muzzle and bark your disgusting orders, I demand to know when laundry day is. The living conditions have been nothing but appalling even for a prison!”
    “Once a week. Most have a spare uniform or two you see, I am sure we will get some for you in… a few weeks or so. I am required to say you can request to get an extra wash twice a week too. Next wash is tomorrow though so you better wait.” He replied with his hands in his pockets before kneeling down to face her on eye level. She glared at him for a moment before noticing the small case next to him on the floor. Noticing her interest he spoke up again. “Wool Hygiene stuff. Yet another ‘unfortunate’ mix up and one that is important to you right? Zoogle has been quite great for my curiosity so far.” Ignoring his grin she sighed.
    “And what depraved act do you want this time?” Bellwether replied as she picked up her glasses and gave them a clean.
    “I want to compare things with what I have seen online.” He spoke without a moment of hesitation. Bellwether placed her glasses back onto her face and chose to not dignify his reply with a response. Instead she undid her shorts and let both them and her underwear drop to the floor. The guard leaned in but shook his head. “That won’t do. Try putting your back on the bars here and touching your knees for me.” He commanded. She sighed and took a long blink out of annoyance but still stepped out from her fallen shorts and headed over to him. Tail brushing against the bars she leaned forward till her hands were resting on her knees. “Hmm.” The guard hummed to himself as he got close enough to ruffle her fur with his breath. “Shape IS the same but I like your pink color more. Quite small for your body size too, rams must have quite the handicap eh?” He chuckled to himself. “But seeing how you handled the wolf boys…” The guard then muttered as he placed a hand on the curve of her backside. A stubby thumb ran its way up the crease of her privates before firmly sinking inside on the pass downwards. The tiger guard twisted his hand around and pulled at her roughly with a smile. “Oh it is stretchy. Now I see why so many goats ‘flock’ to the red light districts. Warm, welcoming and soft with a pussy to match. Well more like hot actually, I hear that caprines like you sheep and them goats have one of the highest body temps and well I can feel for myself that is quite true. Goats aren't as cute though…”
    “Oh sweet shepherds above… Why don’t you go visit one of those whore houses. I am sure they will have the time of their lives listening to you narrate your life story while fumbling around like a 12 year old exploring what is in their sister’s pants!” Bellwether finally snapped.
    “Now now, no need to get grumpy.” He retired as he pulled his hand free. “You are a smart girl, never mix business with pleasure my friend.” He commented. Bellwether turned her head around to glare but found him already gone. Quickly standing up to at least be modest she grabbed the case that had been left on the other side of the bars and popped the lock on it. Inside was a comb, an old fashioned set of manual clippers and a small amount of wool wax, the original contents clearly emptied as there were many slots in the foam for much more. She could almost hear the mocking laughter from here. Giving them a test snip the clippers were at least sharp and brand new, despite the old style of them they would work well. Ignoring her shorts for now she hopped up to the sink and started the long daily process of trimming and cutting. Each little snip relaxing, every bit of rougher fluff removed cleansing to her as after nearly an hour later  she was back to her normal pristine state. Just in time as well as the doors opened for shower time. Grabbing her shorts along the way she nearly had a skip to her step like a young lamb in spring time although the cold water of the showers and the unscented soaps were a nice reminder of the place she now had to live in. Even so she felt quite full of energy today and as soon as she got out into the yard she began to do some slow timed laps around the edge.
As she returned to her cell for the quiet time before lights out she took the time to go a different route. A left instead of a right and a right instead of a left and she ended up quite far away from her normal path. Most other prisoners were either still working at this time although an increasing amount of them was starting to finish up for the day. Without a pass she could not enter any of the vocation sectors but even so she could hear hammers, saws, all kinds of tools making all kinds of noise. It left her curious to what they were putting together although not wanting to risk punishment she headed back down the cell blocks to where her cell was, the door already open and waiting for her. Throwing her outward clothing to the floor she lay on the mess of a bed with a grin. Her eyes turned to the wall and using one of her rough, hoof like fingers she scraped a clear set of five tally marks into it.
    “One week down, twenty five to go.” She muttered mockingly under her breath before giving a bit of a snicker to herself.

The next day started as it normally does. Wake up, some basic hygiene and meditation before going to the showers and then to the yard or therapy. It was the most boring of routines but it was easy at least. After an uneventful dinner Bellwether returned to her cell and stripped off fully for when the laundry cart would be making its rounds. Folding up the blankets and pillows as well she left them all in a near pile near the bed before hopping up onto the bed to lay down for a while. Laying on her belly she opened up her heavy borrowed book and flicked through it till she found a good part.
    “...All energy exchanges, if no energy enters or leaves the system, the potential energy of the state will always be less than that of the initial state…” She read to herself before turning the page over and looking over the complicated mechanical diagrams. She huffed. Nude and alone with a huge science book in a dimly lit room, it was like college all over again. Her ear twitched as she heard her cell door suddenly open automatically. Sitting up she looked over to find nobody there. Hopping down she walked over to the door and poked her head out, a faint creaking sound in the distance could be heard but other than that nothing. Strange. Going back inside she sat on the bed and waited as the faint creaking got louder till finally a laundry cart came into view being pushed by a wolf inmate wearing a slightly different outfit than normal. Picking up the pile of her clothes she walked over to hand them to him when suddenly he headed through her door into the cell. Waving to the tower behind him the barred door then slammed shut causing bellwether to drop her clothes with a groan. “Oh it is like that then.” She stated dryly.
    “Don’t remember me darling? I was fourth in line during our little shower meeting.” He spoke as he cracked his knuckles. Wasting no time he all but tore of his top and threw it to the floor when Bellwether raised a hand up.
    “I figure this is against the rules but you pulled some strings right?” She began as she started to slowly back away. “So you don’t have much time I know, now I am not strong enough to stop you but I am smart enough to slow you down to the point the guards come past and ruin your entire fun. How about a deal.” She spoke quickly and managed to stop his approach just as her back reached the sink. He sood thinking and glanced to the surveillance tower behind him.
“What… kind of deal?” He asked.
“I don’t fight and you get things done quick. You would like that right doggy? Nice and easy? And then we can both just go and enjoy the rest of our day. So what gets degenerates like you off hm? Having me on top or do you like it when they cry? Call you daddy or brother or hell do you just have you got that one special position you just always do?” She replied as she stood with her arms crossed and a smirk. The wolf was taken back. He blinked in confusion and kept half turning to glance at the surveillance tower behind him. His mouth went to speak words but instead just babbled nothing, the gears turning in his head was as clear as day to Bellwether but even she never expected them to struggle this hard.
“All fours. On the bed and darling, make it welcoming. August still has friction burns from going first.” He finally spoke, slow and careful of each word, as his now unsteady hands fumbled to take off his pants. Bellwether meanwhile simply strode past him and hopped up onto the bed smoothly. Getting onto her knees near the headboard she spat crudely into her palm and ran it over her privates casually before sucking on a finger and jamming that inside as well. A few twists and turns is all it took before she wiped her hand off on the bed and placed it next to the other. Shuffling to get her knees nice and wide and to make sure her stance was well balanced she finally felt the mattress shift and creak as the wolf boy climbed up onto it. She could hear him moving about but did not bother to look back to see what was going on, he either wasted all his time being flustered or he gets things over with. Either way she only had to kneel here and count the minutes. It took two before she felt him not make a move but rather press his cold nose to the underside of her tail and then another four minutes before he ran a single lick down her already slick sex. He pulled away and knelt over her. A hand grabbed the metal rail of the headboard over her head while the other grabbed the fluff on her waist and pushed her forward and then back as the wolf boy tried to find a way around the difference in size between them. With one last jerk to the right he then grabbed her tail and held it in place as he awkward jabbed at her. Bellwether knelt in confusion as he she felt him shudder and fumble around before giving a hard thrust forward that told her everything about how inexpensive he was. The shudders, the awkward movements and sloppy rhythm. Her head dropped low and her eyes closed as she tried her hardest not to laugh. Visions of nerdy college guys that she used to ride hard enough to make them limp out of her room in shame came to mind but no this was even worse. There was no passion to be found here at all, in fact it was all but masturbatory. Trying to keep up the quick brainless strokes that his hand would have done but failing to realize that does not work for fornication. With the humor giving way to boredom she realized now that he was quite a bit smaller than the others as well but even was a mile away from even touching her with that knot. He released her tail and instead suddenly grabbed the back of her neck. Focing her face down into the bed she felt him sit back and grab her leg as he began to push forward, no thrusting or movements. Just a constant forward pressure but he was already as far as he could go. It stung and then simply started to hurt but he gave no attempt to stop. Sliding her leg out she bucked it backwards and hit him firmly in the thigh, the hard hoof just missing his more sensitive areas and in turn causing him to back off an inch.
“Hey asshole girls don’t work like that.” She snapped with a voice muffled from the mattress her head was forced into. He did not move for a moment but then let go of her neck. As she pulled her head up she wiggled her hips as well to shake off the pain but found he had already pulled out. Sitting up she spun around and watched as he managed to limply fall off the bed before picking up himself back up in crude attempt to act cool. “Oh my god you… was it from the wiggle? No no, the kick…” Bellwether sat with the widest grin as she counted as the possibilities. “It was the insult wasn't it. Forgot me calling you daddy oh no, you want me to call you son? Send you to your room without ‘supper’ is that it?” The wolf kept his face hidden and got dressed as quickly as possible but in doing so put his top on backwards, electing a laugh from Bellwether. Scooping up the laundry he all but ran out of her cell as quickly as he could get away from that snide, mocking gaze.

Still giggling to herself occasionally she hopped down off the bed to find a splattering of the wolf’s parting gift fall out of her and hit the once clean stone floor.
    “For fucks sake! Not even here and that bastard ruins my fun…” She muttered to herself. Heading over to the sink her grin faded as she splashed some water over her face. Turning to face the bars of her cell she carefully sat in the basin of the sink and leaned back against the cold stone of the wall. With a wave to the surveillance tower she turned on the chilly water and got to cleaning herself before any others intruded. ","pools_count":2,"title":"Bellwether - Welcome to prison","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"image/png","pagecount":"2","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"f","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"14","views":"4794","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","latest_file_name":"2395054_Gittons_pat_down_1.png","latest_mimetype":"image/png","latest_file_url_full":"https://nl.ib.metapix.net/files/full/2395/2395054_Gittons_pat_down_1.png","latest_file_url_screen":"https://nl.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/2395/2395054_Gittons_pat_down_1.png","latest_file_url_preview":"https://nl.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/2395/2395054_Gittons_pat_down_1.jpg","latest_thumbnail_url_huge_noncustom":"https://nl.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/2395/2395054_Gittons_pat_down_1.jpg","latest_thumbnail_url_large_noncustom":"https://nl.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/2395/2395054_Gittons_pat_down_1_noncustom.jpg","latest_thumbnail_url_medium_noncustom":"https://nl.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/2395/2395054_Gittons_pat_down_1_noncustom.jpg","latest_thumb_medium_noncustom_x":"93","latest_thumb_medium_noncustom_y":"120","latest_thumb_large_noncustom_x":"155","latest_thumb_large_noncustom_y":"200","latest_thumb_huge_noncustom_x":"233","latest_thumb_huge_noncustom_y":"300","digital_price":""}