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At each door, a guard would raise their palm up to a circular reader, and with a green light flashing on, the plexiglass doors would slide right open. Examining the scar on the palm of the guard’s hand, it was clear that it had to be some sort of chip surgically installed into their hands that granted them access, which meant that Rocket would either have to avoid the doors all together, or drag a hostage throughout the whole facility on his way out. So far it was only a minor complication, he’d gotten himself out of worse.\n\n\n\nUpon entering the massive main hall, Rocket was taken aback by the sheer mass of criminals that waited on the other side of the last plexiglass wall, with some even dragging their massive tongues along the glass at just the sight of the “fresh meat”. The halfworlder knew he’d have to assert his dominance quickly if he didn’t want to end up as a meal for one of these dickheads, but instead of leading him to a specific cell, getting him acquainted with his new temporary living space, the guards would simply open the doors a crack, and non-challantly kick the raccoon right into the proverbial lion’s den.\n\n\n\n“What the fu-Ow!” Rocket would curse, landing face first on the sticky, surprisingly padded floor of what looked to be a cafeteria, surrounded by a number of clear glass cells. No privacy, constant surveillance, but…no guards stationed with the prisoners themselves? They either didn’t worry much about riots breaking out, or were far too scared to be stuck in a room with the other inmates. Before Rocket could properly get back to his feet, a large pair of hands swiftly picked him up by his hips, before roughly forcing him to his knees.\n\n\n\n“Well well, got us another morsel to sink our fangs into, isn’t that grand boys?” The booming voice of the brute behind Rocket called out, a group of what had to be eighty or so inmates looking over and giving the half-worlder wolf whistles and cat calls, as a crowd of males far larger than Rocket was swiftly descended upon him.\n\n\n\n“Hey, I’m not some prison bitch, I’m your worst nightmare, you pieces of shit! You know who I am, or do I gotta beat it into every single one of you?!” Rocket would roar out, raising his legs to try and kick at whoever came at him first, only for him to suddenly get slammed down onto his knees, grunting as he knew for sure that the skin under his soft fur would bruise.\n\n\n“Clearly, they didn’t tell you about your little tag, but I hear you’re a smart cookie, so we’ll let ya figure it out for yourself, if you can last the night, anyway…” The head brute, now visible to be covered in fur as well, with four green eyes and a shark like smile gazing down at the newest catch, watching as the jumpsuit around Rocket’s pelvis was swiftly torn away, the scent of masculine musk flooding into the air as the assortment of aliens around him started to take out their cocks, some already rock hard with anticipation, while others, mainly the biggest ones, were still half hard. Rocket growled at the on comers, even as his own sheath was laid bare to the yard, the raccoon wanting to bite at the nearest shaft that got close to hi-\n\n\n\n‘VIOLENCE RESTRICTION: S CLASS DETAINEES WILL NOT HARM OTHER PRISONERS.`\n\n\n\n`What the fuck was that?! Why can’t I bite any of these creeps!` Rocket growled, only to get one of the more hefty of the rods to slap him right across the face. He naturally wanted to bite that dick in half, but something was suppressing his actions, keeping him from being too hostile with these other inmates. As he glared up at their faces, memorizing their mugs in a form of hit list for when he’d make his escape, Rocket was swift to realize that none of them had the yellow tag on their ears.\n\n\n\nWhen his eyes widened at the realization, the brute behind him would smirk, as the crowd now started to rub their girths all over his face, the scent of sweat, pre, and pheromones making the raccoon dizzy as he still tried to snarl at his rapists, only to be countered, “That look, you see what’s going on now, don’t you? You can’t hurt us…but we can do ANYTHING we want to you…Let’s get this slut on a table and break him in, right boys?”\n\n\nWith that, Rocket was hoisted off his paws, and dragged over to a cafeteria table, one of the many that littered the yard, all too aware of what was gonna happen to him, and bracing himself for the awful shit show he was about to be in the center of.[/i]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "For Wiesel. They also wrote a story for the this commission.

Out of all the shit holes in the universe that I had to end up in, at least this one isn’t the worst. It was a thought that ran through Rocket’s mind as he was pushed and shoved by security personnel easily three times his size, his right ear stinging from a recent piercing that they tagged him with. It was like one of those plastic markers humans would stick on livestock, and while Rocket couldn’t get a good look at it now, he could read the label of S69 written upon it.



‘If that means there’s only 68 other prisoners here, then busting out of this joint is gonna be cake.’ The coon thought to himself, grunting as the far too tight handcuffs scraped at his wrists, the two bands of metal magnetically connected behind his back as they forced him to walk down the dingy corridor of the main hall. At each door, a guard would raise their palm up to a circular reader, and with a green light flashing on, the plexiglass doors would slide right open. Examining the scar on the palm of the guard’s hand, it was clear that it had to be some sort of chip surgically installed into their hands that granted them access, which meant that Rocket would either have to avoid the doors all together, or drag a hostage throughout the whole facility on his way out. So far it was only a minor complication, he’d gotten himself out of worse.



Upon entering the massive main hall, Rocket was taken aback by the sheer mass of criminals that waited on the other side of the last plexiglass wall, with some even dragging their massive tongues along the glass at just the sight of the “fresh meat”. The halfworlder knew he’d have to assert his dominance quickly if he didn’t want to end up as a meal for one of these dickheads, but instead of leading him to a specific cell, getting him acquainted with his new temporary living space, the guards would simply open the doors a crack, and non-challantly kick the raccoon right into the proverbial lion’s den.



“What the fu-Ow!” Rocket would curse, landing face first on the sticky, surprisingly padded floor of what looked to be a cafeteria, surrounded by a number of clear glass cells. No privacy, constant surveillance, but…no guards stationed with the prisoners themselves? They either didn’t worry much about riots breaking out, or were far too scared to be stuck in a room with the other inmates. Before Rocket could properly get back to his feet, a large pair of hands swiftly picked him up by his hips, before roughly forcing him to his knees.



“Well well, got us another morsel to sink our fangs into, isn’t that grand boys?” The booming voice of the brute behind Rocket called out, a group of what had to be eighty or so inmates looking over and giving the half-worlder wolf whistles and cat calls, as a crowd of males far larger than Rocket was swiftly descended upon him.



“Hey, I’m not some prison bitch, I’m your worst nightmare, you pieces of shit! You know who I am, or do I gotta beat it into every single one of you?!” Rocket would roar out, raising his legs to try and kick at whoever came at him first, only for him to suddenly get slammed down onto his knees, grunting as he knew for sure that the skin under his soft fur would bruise.


“Clearly, they didn’t tell you about your little tag, but I hear you’re a smart cookie, so we’ll let ya figure it out for yourself, if you can last the night, anyway…” The head brute, now visible to be covered in fur as well, with four green eyes and a shark like smile gazing down at the newest catch, watching as the jumpsuit around Rocket’s pelvis was swiftly torn away, the scent of masculine musk flooding into the air as the assortment of aliens around him started to take out their cocks, some already rock hard with anticipation, while others, mainly the biggest ones, were still half hard. Rocket growled at the on comers, even as his own sheath was laid bare to the yard, the raccoon wanting to bite at the nearest shaft that got close to hi-



‘VIOLENCE RESTRICTION: S CLASS DETAINEES WILL NOT HARM OTHER PRISONERS.`



`What the fuck was that?! Why can’t I bite any of these creeps!` Rocket growled, only to get one of the more hefty of the rods to slap him right across the face. He naturally wanted to bite that dick in half, but something was suppressing his actions, keeping him from being too hostile with these other inmates. As he glared up at their faces, memorizing their mugs in a form of hit list for when he’d make his escape, Rocket was swift to realize that none of them had the yellow tag on their ears.



When his eyes widened at the realization, the brute behind him would smirk, as the crowd now started to rub their girths all over his face, the scent of sweat, pre, and pheromones making the raccoon dizzy as he still tried to snarl at his rapists, only to be countered, “That look, you see what’s going on now, don’t you? You can’t hurt us…but we can do ANYTHING we want to you…Let’s get this slut on a table and break him in, right boys?”


With that, Rocket was hoisted off his paws, and dragged over to a cafeteria table, one of the many that littered the yard, all too aware of what was gonna happen to him, and bracing himself for the awful shit show he was about to be in the center of.", "writing": "", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "", "pools_count": 0, "title": "[COMM] Rocket Raccoon 01", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/jpeg", "pagecount": "1", "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": "1", "type_name": "Picture/Pinup", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "316" }