[b]Additional Padding[/b]


"Weird?" Limon asked with a raised Eyebrow as he followed his friend into his room. "What do you mean it feels weird? Maybe you didn't assemble it correctly."

Coal shook his head as he pulled the object in question from underneath his desk: his newly acquired office chair. "Nah, I did just as the instruction said. It's.. it's hard to describe. Kinda feels like something's... off. See for yourself!" He rotated the chair and offered a seat to the fennec with a gesture of his hand.

The fox took a crucial look at the thing, but couldn't find anything odd. "Looks fine to me."

"Exactly!" the dog agreed. "It looks just fine, but when I sit down, it just feels... I dunno. As if it's broken, or as if some part is missing." He pushed the brand new chair a bit closer to Limon. "Sit!"

With a roll of his eyes, Limon finally hopped onto the chair and sat there for a moment as if to relax. He leaned back and tried to let the comfy chair embrace him. "Hmm, I don't know what you mean. It feels fine to me too. No hard parts or whatever. Seems level as well."

"It, uh.. takes a moment. Just keep sitting..." Coal mumbled as he discretely closed the distance between himself and the test sitting fox. Then he swiftly turned the office chair towards himself, stuck out his rump and simply took a seat on the already occupied furniture. He immediately felt the warmth of Limon's small body beneath himself. Then came the struggling.

"Argh! What the fuck?!" 

The tiny desert fox pushed vehemently at the husky's back to get him off, but Coal simply leaned back with all his heft to subdue his friend. Gleefully he felt how Limon was forced to turn his head sideways, lest his nose got crushed. A nice warmth hugged his back and Coal savored the feeling, even though he had to admit that his friend's scrawny lap was a bit boney. "Huh? Weird..." the dog mused, feigning innocence. "Now it feels perfect. Guess I just needed some additional padding for my heavy ass. Thanks for the help, dude!"

With a cute, little growl Limon wiggled between the dog's unmoving back and the suddenly not too comfy anymore backrest of the chair. "Hmrrrgh, get your dumb ass off of me! Ugh, fuck..." But of course Coal didn't heed his demand. Instead he pulled up to the desk, leaned back a bit more comfortably and then pretty much ignored the fox beneath him as he typed and clicked on his computer. "Mmph, hey!" Limon complained, already noticing the effects his friend's heft had on his body. His thighs tingled like they were asleep, the husky's butt pushed deep into his gut and the strain on his chest made it a bit hard to breath. "Nrgh, Coal... y-you ca--" Slowly Limon began to notice the dog shift upon himself. No, not exactly shift, it was more like a rhythmic shaking. Kinda like... "Hrrmf, shit! Dude, are you looking at porn?!"





[b]Rent a Sub Club[/b]


"Alright, this is your room," the buff wolf said as he led Coal into a small, dimly lit booth with barely more in it than a big, fat massive leather armchair. Quite experienced, the bigger canine, who honestly looked like a bouncer, offered the husky to take a seat. "Do you already know which of our servants you'd like to have at your mercy?"

A bit sheepishly, Coal admitted, "Oh, um... this is kinda my first time here, so--"

"Surprise menu it is then!" the wolf grinned with a clasp of his hands. "Don't worry, all our boys and girls are worth a visit! So what's your fancy? We have them buff, or slinky, chubby too. Big breasts, or tiny tits. Canine, feline, stallion... What will you have?"

"Oh, uh... a guy, please." That much Coal knew. Though what other attributes should he pick? This place sure had a wide range and catered to just about every taste and kink. The thought to be able to pick out a sub from the cellar like a wine was exciting already! "I think I'd like someone small. Way smaller than me, if possible. It's okay if he's a bit defiant," the husky said with a slight blush. "I like a bit of struggle. Oh, and he should be able to endure enough to entertain me for about an hour, or so. I hope that's alright?"

The wolf guy nodded as he took note of the order. "Sure, sure. All our talents love to serve and endure, so we'll surely find you a nice match. Hm... I think I already know someone. I'll check whether he's available. Would you like him to come with some gear?"

"Gear?"

"Ya know, some bondage. We've got it all here! Spreader bars, rope, chain, latex, blindfolds..."

Swallowing with excitement, Coal fidgeted on his throne. "Ah, a leash would sound nice," the husky admitted and then added, "And, uh... could you tie his arms to the back? I've seen that on a poster outside and it looks really nice!"

"Ha, no problem!" the man laughed. "You want the poor lad bare, or in a fancy outfit?"

Wagging his tail happily, Coal went with, "b-bare sounds good."

"Alright then. I'll be gone for just a moment to fetch you someone nice!"

"Er, wait!" the dog called, as he leaned a bit forward and pressed his legs together to hide his growing anticipation. "And your, uh, servants... they will really do everything? Anything I want?"

With a grin the wolf turned. "Be assured, our workers are quite unrestrained and will do everything they can to make you a happy pup. You'll be in good paws!" With a bout of  unsmiling authority, that sat well on a big, gruff wolf like him, the guy tilted his head and peered down at the husky. "No still means no, though. Alright?"

With a nod, Coal watched the wolf disappear and then waited. He was curious what kind of guy he would get. A cute, small cat would surely suit him right. Or maybe a handsome mouse? He'd never done anything with a rodent before. The brief moment of suspense, while the wolf was gone, was thrilling on its own, but when the guy returned, Coal was at the edge of his very comfy seat. "Uh...?" When he laid eyes on his servant for the night, though, the dog blinked in shock.

"No fucking way!" the little guy who was led in on a leash, hands tied to his back as promised, yapped, equally surprised.

"Limon?!" Coal gasped.

Confused the wolf looked from his customer to the awkwardly blushing fennec fox he'd led here. "You know each other?"

"Unfortunately," Limon murmured as he tried to hide his privates with his tail.

Puzzled, the husky had to catch his words. "Wh-what are you doing he... are you working here?!"

"A fox has to pay his bills, okay!" he admitted, standing behind the wolf now, on a taut leash.

A bit dumbfounded the wolf scratched his head. "Erm, sorry for the awkward situation. I'll, uh, go and fetch you someone else, I guess..."

"No wait!" Coal urged, while Limon was drawn towards the exit by a giant, invisible fox-magnet. "I really don't mind this one!" he assured with a wagging tail.

Questioningly the wolf glanced down towards the fennec, who shook his head. "No, no, no! This is not happening!"

Apologetically, he then looked over to the oh so eager husky. "We have a really adorable rabbit available, if you'd like? At a discount, of course, for the inconvenien--"

"I think I'd definitely like to be served by this one!" Coal insisted with a smug grin in the fox's direction.

"Rob!" Limon growled, pulling on the leash, away from the adamant customer. "You can't leave me with this creep. He's on the most wanted list in fourteen states!"

Catching on to the scheme after a moment, the wolf gave the leash he still held a yank and thus brought the small fox closer to the paying client. "Now that I think about it, our rabbit boy is already off the clock... Guess you'll have to fill in, Limon!"

"What?! No! You can't decide that!" the fennec protested, though was forced to watched as the other end of his leash changed ownership. Eagerly Coal began to pull his servant closer, while Limon held against it. "Rob, don't leave me alone with this fucktard!"

Already on his way out, the wolf turned one more time towards Coal. "Please beware, sir. I know you said a bit of defiance is welcome, but this one can be quite reluctant. I hope you don't mind?" The husky was swift to answer in the negative and Rob took his leave. "Please enjoy your stay!"

Licking his lips, Coal gave the leash a powerful tug that sent Limon onto his knees. "I am -so- going to abuse you, dude!" he promised gleefully.





[b]Rent a Sub Club - A Different Taste[/b]


"Alright, this is your room," the buff wolf said as he led Coal into a small, dimly lit booth with barely more in it than a big, fat massive leather armchair. Quite experienced, the bigger canine, who honestly looked like a bouncer, offered the husky to take a seat. "Do you already know which of our servants you'd like to have at your mercy?"

A bit sheepishly, Coal admitted, "Oh, um... this is kinda my first time here, so--"

"Surprise menu it is then!" the white-furred wolf grinned with a clasp of his hands. "Don't worry, all our boys and girls are worth a visit! So what's your fancy? We have them buff, or slinky, chubby too. Big breasts, or tiny tits. Canine, feline, stallion... What will you have?"

"Oh, uh... a guy, please," Coal stated a bit nervous, though then trailed off. On his way here, he'd thought a lot about what kind of sub he'd like to be served by, but now, that he was here, something else has caught his eye. Awkwardly he peered up at the tall wolf that still stood beside his comfy chair to accept his preferences. "A-actually... The sign said 'everything's on the menu', didn't it?"

"Sure does!"

With a slight blush, the husky eventually managed to ask, "Would you be available?"

The wolf, his name tag read 'Rob' as Coal noticed, raised an eyebrow, then stemmed one fist into his hip as he peered down upon the smaller canine. "I'm not a sub!" he informed and sounded rather final.

"Oh no, I didn't mean t-- I wasn't..." Embarrassed, Coal waved his foolish desire off. "N-nevermind, that was a stupid idea of mine..." he admitted, quite a bit disappointed.

"No," Rob said and came an uncomfortable step closer to the seated dog. "What I meant to say is, I'm not a -sub-! But that's not what you wanted from me anyways, huh?" Silenced by the hulking man, Coal only nodded. "Well, lucky for you, I've got a thing for cute, little dogs who know their place. And I'm overdue for a break as well. What do you want me to do, anyway?" the wolf asked straight forward, then tilted his head in a knowing way. "Judging by the way you checked me out on our way here, I'd say it has something to do with my ass?"

Coal swallowed. Was he that much of an open book. "P-possibly..." he admitted and shamelessly let his eyes wander down to the guy's firm, broad butt, clad in a tight, black pair of staff pants. "C-could you... sit on my face...?" the black husky asked, able to hear his heart beat right between his ears. His own pants were growing tight by the mere thought.

"Heh! Shit, dude, that's not a good idea. I'm through a four hour shift already and these pants don't exactly breath well. I'm sweaty!"

Gulping, Coal felt his heart beat even faster. "That's n-not a problem..."

Amused the wolf chuckled briefly. "Alright, you have been warned. How about you get into a better position for me to take a seat then?" he suggested, already unbuttoning his pants.

Nodding eagerly, Coal scooted down in the large chair, until only his head and shoulders still rested on the seating surface. When he glanced up, Rob was already looming above him, his fine, white-furred buttocks with a matching set of balls dangling about,  hovered above him like an inviting cloud. A rain cloud, possibly, considering his words were true: His plushy fur, now freed from the synthetic fiber, looked ruffled and damp.

"You've paid for an hour, right?" Rob asked, thought didn't wait for an answer. "Alright, I'll make sure you get your money's worth."

And then the massive wolf sat down. His slightly spread cheeks engulfed Coal's face and shoved his muzzle deep into the warm, sweaty crack. His nose got firmly pressed to the fleshy, dark-colored butthole and was awarded with a powerful whiff of the man's post-work musk. Then Rob sat down fully and his entire weight settled on the whimpering husky's skull. Darkness surrounded Coal. Darkness and warmth and stink and a general, unsettling lack of fresh air to breath. It was strenuous! And that already without the building soreness in his back that resulted from the awkward position his spine was forced to assume, while he played this guy's seat cushion.

"See you in an hour, pup!"