Ollie had run away from home. The bratty shiba cub had run away from home. His plan was to make his parents worry. After about an hour or two he would return home. He was angry with them. When they saw his slipping grades on the report card they had taken away his Switch. Growing up in a well off family, he was given a lot and became rather spoiled. But of all the things that he possessed, he loved the console the most. So in an effort to teach them a lesson, he snuck out of his room and simply ran off. 

After some walking, he realized that he needed a place to hide where no one would find him. The chubby canine got the brilliant idea to go underground, using an open manhole cover in an alley. Without a second though, the canine climbed right down and was soon into the sewers. The first thing that met him was the smell but Ollie endured, reminding himself that he wouldn’t be here long. At least that’s what he thought...

“Who are you? Get away from me!”  One thing led to another and he was soon on his knees, surrounded by hobos who called the place their home. They came as a group and were quick to notice the new face. When asked who he was, the spoiled dog told them to go screw themselves. He had felt pretty good with himself but his insult backfired quickly. They gave chase and quickly caught the chubby boy. One of them pushed him down and his clothes got soaked in a puddle of muck. 

“You better apologize if you know what’s good for you,” speaking was a bulky bear, dressed in ragged clothes. He seemed to be the leader of the pack and took the insult personally. It would have been easy to do so but Ollie stuck to his guns, taking the insults to another level: telling them to ‘go fuck themselves’ this time. 

“Suit yourself,” the bear said. “Grab him. And take off those pretty looking clothes.” He could tell that this kid came from some fancy background. And his neat clothes alone would fetch a good price, even while wet and stained. 

Two other men acted, a rat and crocodile. They grabbed Ollie and the shiba tried to fight back but it became very clear that he was more bark than bite. He yelled at them to let go but all they did was grip his clothes, pulling them free from his body. His shirt came off first, being pulled off his upper body. And for his pants, he was held down by the strong croc while the rat pulled them off, leaving him in his colorful briefs underwear. 

“Cute little thing, isn’t he?” the rat snickered. 

“For all that talk, he’s nothing more than a puffball,” the croc laughed as well, poking the shiba’s chubby belly. 

“He’s not talking anymore, now is he?” 

Ollie didn’t say anymore. He was too embarrassed. This was the first time that he was pushed around. Not only that but he was now stripped down to nothing but his underwear while they were all laughing at him. 

“Stand him up!” the bear ordered. He was pulled up on his feet with the older men towering over him. All the confidence within him was gone, for once he was actually scared of someone, not having his parents around to step in. 

“Let me go!” he whined. They had taken his clothes. All he wanted to do was go home now, even if it meant walking around in his briefs. 

“You caused us a lot of trouble. And you are a pretty little thing. So how about we have some fun with our new little friend, huh boys?” The others agreed and Ollie was pushed towards the bear, trembling as the biggest male there reached at him with a big, clawed paw. It swung down and the dog yelped in fear. His body was missed but those claws tore right through his underwear, exposing his nude form to the older men. 

He was already being groped by the hobos, their rough hands reaching out to hold him still and others were rubbing and squeezing at his soft rump. They commented on how soft his ass was. Someone even smacked, making the canine yelp again. Ollie had heard to be wary of strangers because some would be dangerous but he expected to be beat up or something like that. He was just short of puberty and the thought of being felt up and molested by another guy had never even crossed his mind. Even as it was happening, he didn’t fully understand but knew that he didn’t like it. 

“Oh yeah. You’d better get yourself comfortable. Cause you’re gonna be here a while,” the bear told him. While other guys were touching his ass, the ursine ran his big paw along the pup’s front, touching his soft chest, running down over his rounded belly and pausing to squeeze at the underdeveloped bits. 

An uncomfortable shudder ran down Ollie’s spine. He pushed the hand away and covered his private area. That left his ass exposed but he found their touching and smacking more favorable compared to being touched there. 

“W-what do you want from me?” he asked them, only being met with more mocking laughter. 

“Oh don’t worry, we’re gonna show you.” 

“Yeah, you’ll love it. We’ll teach you some adult stuff.” 

“Better do what we say if you don’t wanna get hurt.” 

“Hey, hey! We’re all guys here. Show us what you got!” Two more hands pulled his arms away, exposing his small length, only good for peeing. 

The older guys all laughed at him and commented on it. They called it small, limp, and useless. He didn’t understand what was wrong, it was always like this. 

“You talk pretty big for someone so small.” 

“Yeah, small all over.”

They continued to berate him and the canine blushed at being called small. Among his peers, he was usually called big or fat. But somehow being called the opposite by the group of men was somehow worse. 

“Alright, alright. Now it’s about time we get to the good stuff,” the bear said, quieting all the laughter. “Who wants first go?”

As soon as he said that, the men were upon the shiba. Arms were reaching at him, pushing and pulling the cub along. It was a mess of noise and movement around him. But there was something that he could make out. They were undressing as well, taking their shirts and pants off. And being exposed to them were the endowments of fully grown men, flopping out with length and girth. Along with them were swinging balls, some heavier than others. At least one thing became clear, he could now understand why they called him small. Compared to his cubby cock, they were all enormous. 

They fought over who would be the first and eventually someone made their way to the cub and the others stepped back. A rather stocky rat was already gripping the plump dog’s wide hips. “Nice and soft, wonder if it's the same on the inside.” Ollie was forced to bend over and he grimaced as hard cocks were pointed at him. The brutal smell of them filled his sensitive nose. All of them men sported cocks that were filthy with smegma, being a while since any of them got to properly bathe. If that wasn’t bad enough, some of them looked pretty grotesque. He didn’t know it, but many of the hobos carried infections and diseases. 

The rat was the same, having some warts. He didn’t care if the kid caught it too, already grinding his nasty cock against the virgin hole. Ollie squirmed but he was held still by others. New sensations met him and he wasn’t sure how to feel about them. 

“Here we go!” the rodent announced. A shove of his hips forced the grimy thing inside of the tight hole. 

“Aah!” Ollie whimpered in pain as he was suddenly stretched and filled all at once. The cockcheese acted as a lube, allowing every inch to sink inside, throbbing against the warm walls. 

“Yeah, that’s it. Tightest hole I’ve ever fucked! Now hold still!” he pulled back and forced his dick down into the boy’s hole once more. He grunted and moaned in pleasure while the other men were stroking their greasy shafts, some rubbed their dicks along the canine’s face, marking him in their strong reek. 

Ollie continued to cry out as pain flared underneath his tail. The shaft kept his hole spread too wide and the uneven pace pounded against his virgin walls. There was nothing he could do to stop it, being held still and at the mercy of the guy brutally fucking him. The rat clearly felt pride in being the first to mount the cub, smirking at the others and humping hard to show off for the others. Going so fast and hard was already bringing him to a climax. 

“Ooh! And there goes your cherry!” the rat growled as he came, his cock pulsing at it shot ropes of musky cum into the hole, pulling out and splattering against the soft, wide cheeks for the others to see. Sighing deeply, the rodent rubbed his shaft against the clenching hole, cleaning off the cum and the thick cheese that made it stink so bad. It clung to the shiba’s ass, and the rat walked away thoroughly satisfied. 

Another guy came by to replace the spot, a grizzly looking ferret that also wasted no time plugging the cub’s tailhole. “Still a tight cub hole,” he groaned. The shiba shuddered as he slid his cock inside, forcing him to take every inch. 

If Ollie could manage to speak from the feelings that raced through him, he would have started to beg for them to stop. Each push and pull of their maleness inside of him forced out a groan or a pained yelp. 

Holding tight, the ferret began to rock his hips, digging his claws into the canine’s sides. Another thrust buried every inch deep inside, his moan joining the pained sounds from the cub. “What’s wrong? More dick than you can take?” He was now pounding into the young dog furiously, reaching his shaft in as deep as it could reach, being squeezed onto firmly. Ollie’s struggles to get away were all in vain, being held in place while his ass was being violated. 

The other’s watched eagerly as the rat thrust in hard and deep, his cock lubed with nasty slime and cum from the previous hobo, making it not only tight but warm and slick in there. Every grind sent shivers through him and just like before, his speed was quickly making his climax approach. With teeth clenched and a deep growl coming from him, the rodent pumped another hot load into the boy’s ass, savoring the intense pleasure that washed over him. His infected seed filled the tailhole generously and began to ooze out as he slowly pulled out. 

“N-No!” Ollie cried out as he felt a new pair of hands gripping his backside. 

“What’s that?” the male behind him snickered. “Can’t wait for my big cock, huh?”

“Stop! Let me go!” the dog pleaded, still trying to get away. But his pleas were only met with laughter and mocking. Ollie’s legs were already shaking, his hole was pulsing with pained throbs and the men surrounding him smelled terrible. The rank musk of so many unwashed bodies and the fetid stench of disgusting, smeggy cocks was making his head spin and bile rise from his throat. 

Now behind him was the crocodile that was holding him back before. He gave a deep laugh and smacked the wide ass, making it jiggle and bounce. “If you’re still talking that means you’re not broken in yet. So let me change that...” The others laughed and muttered to each other. The croc had a rather large cock and they couldn’t wait to see the grimy thing be eased into the small hole. 

“Aaugh...” the reptile gasped. “You’ve taken two dicks but you’re still so tight..!” Digging his claws into the young male’s sides, more of his cock’s length sunk underneath the canine’s tailhole, and Ollie continued to yelp and cry out, being made to endure the slow stretching of his bruised rim and strong ache deep inside of his ass. 

“Now we’re getting somewhere!” the man grunted, having his entire length now sitting inside of the snug passage. As he began to pump his shaft back and forth, it reached in deeper than the others. His inner depths were touched and forced to stretch wide as well, making room for the thick cocktip. 

Once every inch was inside, he roughly tugged it all back, keeping the tip in so he could do it all again, rocking his hips and pushing with force that kept the canine’s voice echoing down the sewer. The fat length gave him no mercy and neither did the rough scaly hands that squeezed his hips, digging his pointed claws in as well. Like the others, he was soon Thrusting at a brisk pace. 

This being the third male that he was made to take, Ollie felt more pain than anything else. His hole was already red and puffy, forced to take something far beyond his capabilities. While the others were moaning and grunting in delight, the pup was shuddering as tears fell from his eyes. Nobody stepped in to help him, instead they were all laughing and jerking their cocks. Some had even reached their limits, spraying their musky loads onto the kid’s body, staining his previously clean pelt. 

The pain persisted even while his ass was slick with cum and cockcheese. Every inch could be felt grinding along the borders of his ass, the stinging wouldn’t stop, especially when the pace was picked up. Growls filled his ears and the sharp claws were just short of piercing the skin under his pelt. Fat scaled balls smacked against his own, sending more waves of pain through his body. 

“Ooahh! Another one’s coming your way, slut!” The croc raised his voice and tilted his head back as he came, further seeding the hole with cum and whatever infection that he was carrying. He chuckled at the idea of transferring it to the kid, being too young to even know what it is or what it would do to him. It didn’t matter anyway, this little rich kid was gonna be sticking around for a long time. 

Ollie panted hard, gritting his teeth as ropes of cum made the stinging worse, hot cum splattered over the slits and bruises in his ass. The cock was still inside of him, pulsing until the last rope came. Another hard tug was given, pulling it free and slapping the thick length between his wet and sticky cheeks. 

“Who’s next?” he asked, standing tall and walking back into the crowd. Before anyone else could, another man stepped up and took his place behind the whimpering pup. 

“Real messy back here.” Taking a moment to rub his ass was a lanky possum, giving it a hard smack that made the cheeks jiggle. Another yelp came from Ollie, a mark from the hard smack starting to show, even through his soft pelt. The hand drifted through the pelt, nearing his hole. Roughly, two fingers were shoved inside and spread apart, forcing his ass to spread as well. Clinging to the digits was a thick paste of cum and cheese. Hard shudders raced down the shiba’s spine and his eyes went wide when a certain spot inside of him was touched. It made him feel weird and the guy fingering his ass just kept touching it. 

“I think he’s getting off to this!” another in the crowd called, pointing attention to the cub’s twitching dick. As the others pointed at him, laughing even harder, Ollie began to blush hard. He still didn’t understand what was happening to him. That spot touched inside of him was doing something to his bits. Though just short of puberty, the cub was forced into his first erection, having his prostate being stroked and pressed relentlessly. He couldn’t even come to realize that, not while those strange feelings were racing through his body and so many called attention to his cubby cock. 

“That means he likes it,” another jeered. Some were even reaching out and groping it, much to the held-still boy’s dismay. 

This distracted him from the male behind him. A sudden pitched whine left him as another cock was jammed underneath his tail. Drowning out the younger male’s voice was a low moan, enjoying the same thing the others did. Despite taking three whole dicks before the hole still remained very tight and those loads made it perfectly slick and warm. 

As the thrusts began, it all came rushing back to Ollie, who was back to crying out from the rough treatment that reamed his hole recklessly. They started out slow to get a feel but quickly picked up the pace, making steady claps from the possum’s hips crashing into the canine’s backside. He held firm like all the others before him, huffing deeply while his grinding cock was already dripping heavily with bug-laced precum, only adding to the mess clinging to the abused walls. 

“So goddamn good... Take it, bitch! Take all of my dick, you little slut!” the possum roared, being a fan of dirty talk. Ollie had never been talked to like this, and he couldn’t even respond, having every inch of the rather short but very thick cock shoved inside of him, keeping his rim spread the widest so far. And every pump of it inside brought a stinging pang that made the chubby dog cry out. 

“Aah! Rrggh!” Ollie groaned through clenched teeth. His ass clenched around the shaft, trying to push it out but that made it pulse harder inside of him. Now the possum was humping roughly into his aching tailhole, both harder and faster. His thick cock was pumping out precum the entire time, now making deep slurps and squelches each time it slid in and out. With each following round, each slam of the length inside came in harder still. With it being so hot and slick, the possum kept going until he couldn’t stand it anymore. With a loud bellow that drowned out the laughter and jeers of others, he blew another fat load into the shiba’s ass, pumping his dirty seed inside, further infecting the young male. 

“Fuck yeah! Got a huge load saved up for you! And your ass is just milking it all out! You’re gonna take it all..!” The possum continued to talk dirty as he gave short humps, milking every rope of his climax out, savoring the pleasure of shooting it all into the snug passage. He kept at it for a bit more before suddenly pulling out, ejaculating the rest onto the cub’s ass, panting  heavily while his release poured out and onto the ground. More and more, Ollie’s fur was becoming matted on his ass and along his back. 

“Best fuck I’ve ever had,” the man smirked, tracing a finger along the pulsing pucker. “You’re gonna make a real good slut.” 

Ollie just groaned in response. At this point, his ass felt numb, still dripping excess splooge out of him. He just wanted this to stop but knew he wouldn’t be that lucky. For once, the pup wasn’t getting his way. These men did whatever they wanted with him and just laughed anytime he protested. Begging them to stop did no good, in fact they were ignoring him, already rotating between men. 

The next up was another canine, being a dingy furred wolf who was more than eager to get a chance with the bratty dog. “Stop all that whining!” he barked, gripping the young male roughly, digging his claws in as he ground his cock over the bruised entrance. 

“N-no! Stop!” Ollie found his voice again. Maybe from it being another canine that was now using his body. As the cock rammed inside he could hear deep panting mixed with gasps and growls of pleasure. With eyes wide he once more looked around to see those around them stroking their dirty, slimy cocks. They just continued to mock and laugh at him, leaving no choice but to be a toy for the strong adult. This cock was rather lengthy and was touching deep inside of him again, making his entire hole ache with each thrust. 

“You’re like the perfect fuck toy,” the wolf chuckled. “Give it some time, boy. You’ll be begging for some dick in no time flat. We’ll raise you up right!” He was already ramming in, burying the entire thing in deep. Unlike the others, who stood tall while going at it, the older canine found it more fun to ease his body over the smaller one. He wrapped his arms around the soft, pudgy body and wore a grin as he began to hump once more. 

The only responses given were weak and uneven moans from his body being rocked back and forth. Claws actually dug into him this time, piercing the skin under his pelt. In this position, he could feel the cock stuffing him good and deep. Another hard thrust pushed it in as deep as it could reach, making the shiba yelp again. Clinging to him tight, the older canine proceeded to jackhammer his dick, sliding it along the lubed flesh. He clearly enjoyed penetrating the tight passage, doing it as fast as he body allowed him to, his cock soon starting to pulse, shooting wads of precum that made things even messier. 

“Just a little more...” the wolf grunted, biting his lip and wagging his tail fiercely as he started to cum. Like the males before him, his lengthy dick gushed ropes of seed from his drawn up and churning balls. Snarls came from him as he rode out the pleasure, not only of his orgasm but also the cub’s ass that continued to squeeze down on him, milking all that he had to give. Ollie felt the warmth filling him once more, sending another shudder up his spine. So far, the wolf stayed inside of him for the longest amount of time. Soft grunts turned to shaky moans as the last shot from his tip, the length soon going soft and flopping out of the already leaking hole. 

“Good boy...” the older canine smirked and gave a tug to the fluffy tail. 

One by one, the men rotated and took their turn with the cub in their grasp. Ollie had to endure the stinging entry and pulling out of each cock. There was hardly any time in between for him to even feel the full sting of his sore and now gaped hole. They held onto him, touching all over his body, especially his ass and hips. The rounds of fucking didn’t last too long between males but from the boy’s point of view, each one felt like an eternity. If having his ass wasn’t agonizing enough, some who had yet to get to him and those who already had continued to stroke their dicks to the sight of him being plowed. They always pointed their tips at him, blowing ropes of their sticky discolored cum on his face and body, marking his fur matted and stinking of their musky seed. Those who wanted to clean up did so by rubbing their cocks on his once soft and clean pelt, staining it with even more cum and their rancid cockcheese.  

Though he enjoyed none of it, Ollie was adjusting to the abuse, squeezing his ass when told to do so and bracing himself when he felt those strong pulses, doing his best to hold still as that gross sticky feeling suddenly flared up inside of him. Some were rougher than others, taking enjoyment in making the cub cry out and squirm under their touch and treatment. Others were just focused on finally cumming, giving Ollie relief in the form of it being over so quickly. 

More of those dirty words were said to him. Being the brat he was, the shiba was no stranger to watching shows made for adults, hearing all kinds of words that he was “too young” to say. But these other words. Things like ‘cock,’ ‘dick,’ ‘whore,’ and ‘slut.’ It became clear that they were referring to fully developed lengths between their legs. And those other words, they called him that. Though he still didn’t fully know what they meant, Ollie was certain that he didn’t like being a ‘whore’ or ‘slut.’ He just wanted to go home. If his parents yelled at him, spanked him, took away his Switch for the whole year... The cub no longer cared about any of that. It was his idea that just letting them do this to him, doing his best to not make them mad and do what they say, maybe they would let him go...

Another rat from the crowd had come up to violate him and wasted no time pumping his fat cock into the hole. And like many others he carried a bug that he carelessly pumped into the ruined hole, getting his rocks off before moving aside, making room for a ferret that had a bad and unsightly case of warts. But that didn’t stop him from shoving his dick inside, neither did it stop the others from encouraging to fuck the kid good and deep. Ollie did his best to just stay quiet, letting it happen. After countless minutes of brutal thrusting, he felt those pulses and readied himself to feel that warm gushing again, grimacing as that weird feeling came over him again. The rat had stopped thrusting, now wearing an expression of bliss as he load poured out and inside, keeping it stuffed inside until the last bit came out. 

What he didn’t know was that the rodent was the second to last. Most of the guys that gathered around had already had their turn. Taking their place behind Ollie was a gruff loving beaver, who also quickly buried himself inside of the still tight hole, enjoying the hold it had on his dick. Right from the start, he pumped his length deep down, touching and stretching the cub’s depths again. It felt even worse than when the rest of his tailhole was touched, making him whimper and groan each time it thrust inside. All around, the others were still looking at him, laughing and jerking their cocks to another release, letting their loads spray out onto his body. Though the beaver’s cock was large, he was one that was concerned with just getting his rocks off as fast as possible. The speed quickly picked up and fat oozes of pre was already warming and making his ass feel messy again. The beaver hilted inside, cussing and panting hard as he came inside, pulling out midway through so the rest could streak across the dog’s back for the others to see. 

With all the others taken care of, only one remained. Ollie was released, the others could clearly see that he was too weak to fight back or even stand. He fell to the cold hard concrete, groaning weakly. For a few moments he was given time to process and adjust to the brutal treatment that he received. He couldn’t even feel anything back there besides the thick paste that oozed down his balls. Who knows how long it would before he could sit down with a flash of pain jolting through him. 

Thoughts of those kind came to a halt as the final male approached him, being the bear that led the rest, giving the order for the cub to be stripped and held down. He slowly approached the broken kind with a superior grin on his face.

He was already naked and showed off the biggest cock out of anyone else, letting it bounce and sway between his legs with every heavy step. When finally getting his hands on the kid, the ursine simply flipped him on his back, getting no resistance. No fighting back, no pleading, and none of those insults. It seemed that Ollie was broken in. On his back, the cub and older male were face to face and he whimpered as the large body loomed over his own. 

He was pinned down and could already feel the bulbous tip prodding at him, already threatening to force his abused rim even wider. “You really hurt my feelings back there, kid. So how about a little payback?” It was slowly sinking in...

“W-wait!” Ollie pleaded. “I-I’m sorry!” he admitted. But his words were useless, the bear just smirked and forced his large dick inside with a sudden thrust. The cub’s mouth hung open, a soundless yell coming from him as he felt his ass being ruptured by the too big cock. The only mercy he was given was the thick coating of cockcheese, precum, and sweat that allowed it to slide in. Of all the males, he was the roughest even with just his entry, pumping his length in short humps that sent spikes of pain through the young male. 

“How many dicks have you taken?” the bear chuckled darkly. “And you’re still so tight...” one last short jerk of his hips shoved it all inside, his large balls smacking just underneath the pup’s hole. 

As soon as he was inside, the burly bear started to harshly pump his dick back and force. Deep growls left him as he did so and unlike the others, he wasn’t quick with them. On his end, the pleasure was drawn out but for Ollie it was torture, feeling those flashes of stinging pain with every pump in and out and being made to look his assailant in the eyes, seeing that he enjoyed hurting him and using him. 

“What’s wrong? Too big?” the bear asked in a mock-caring tone. “Don’t worry. After a couple days of non-stop dicking, you’ll get used to it.” His hands were gripping the chubby dog’s legs and gave them a squeeze, thick claws pressing to the soft skin underneath. Another hard hump forced Ollie to cry out, much to the bear’s enjoyment. Served the cub right for being so cocky. 

He was going a bit faster now but not fast enough to give Ollie any relief. His voice echoed through the sewers. Joining them were the grunts of the bigger male and the deep slurp of his cock almost pulling fully out, the tip remained inside and was pushed back in, followed by the rest of the fat shaft. There was something thick and warm being spurt inside of him, so much that the cub thought he came. But his relief was short-lived when another hard thrust followed. 

Bumping underneath his tail were the plump balls, pumping globs of precum that were big enough to be mistaken for a climax. They were pumped into him as his hole was soaked and overfilled again, the bear gripped him tighter and began to hump him harder and faster. He was went from a steady pace and skipped right to brutally fucking the ruined hole, pounding away while his growls turned to snarls through grit fangs. 

“Here it comes...” the bear told him, reveling in the look he was given, a look of dread and fear. His rounds had even more force behind them, more than any other male gave before and Ollie screamed, fearing that he would be torn apart ass-first. Suddenly a loud roar came that hurt his ears. The thrusting stopped but the giant cock was pulsing hard. It had only just clicked that those gushes of fluid were nothing more than precum. But when the realization came it was already too late. 

He was held still and wasn’t even prepared for the flood of thick diseased cum that was forced into his tight ass. The load was huge and just kept coming, all the while the bear was groaning deeply and drooling on the cub, basking in the pleasure that came from unloading the buildup in his heavy nuts. Ollie wasn’t sure how long it lasted but he knew that his ass was full, too full. It pulsed and ached, unable to push the fluids out. The cocktip alone plugged his rim perfectly. He had to wait until the bear had his fill, pulling out but doing so slowly, once more forcing him through an agonizing wait. It was only then that Ollie cried out, a thick paste of putrid substances splattering out of his ass and pooling onto the concrete. He was done in and soon collapsed, losing consciousness...

Ollie never did go home. The cub was kept down below, being taken in by the same hobos that held him down and raped him one by one. He did go back to the surface but it was nowhere near his home. Everyday the cub was taken somewhere different. And just as his clothes were sold, the bear and his lackeys used him to make money. They rented the kid out to other hobos or even some who were looking to take advantage of a broken cub, as long as they paid.

The cub had given up hope on ever seeing his parents again but knew that they were looking for him. When he was on his knees, sucking their nasty dicks or taking one in the ass, he had seen the posters stuck to the alley walls. The bear had noticed and rubbed it in, reminding him that he would never be found. And even if he was, they would never want a diseased slut like him. They gave him to anyone willing to pay, the higher the better. A highlight was a guy who got off to watching the cub being rutted and knotted by his mangy dog, giving the cub fleas as well. 

Under their “care” Ollie became an obedient pet and accepted that as his new role in life... He figured that he deserved it for being so rotten to everyone he knew, even his parents, who probably forgot about him at this point...