It was the year 2053 when a meteor struck Earth. The impact itself caused no serious damage, but soon many people and animals across the planet began to fall ill. Many humans passed away to the illness, but those who survived were completely sterile and unable to reproduce. Stranger still was what happened to the animals. Animals who survived the illness quickly mutated, their bodies shaping into one more human-like in appearance. They could also all reproduce with each other, the resulting offspring being seemingly a random species of animal. Humans took to referring to these animals as Anthros, as they were very human level in intelligence and to be distinguished from ordinary animals. Mankind could not solve the issue of their sterilization, and so accepted the anthros as the future of Earth. They even had hopes the anthros could help them solve their problem. Humans reached out to the Anthros and began to teach them the ways of human life and integrate them into society. They learned fast and within several years the anthros had successfully filled the gaps left behind by the humans that passed away from their illness. Finally, Earth was more or less functioning as it had been before the meteor.

Within this new Earth was the city of Prosperity. On the surface, things were relatively normal for a city of its size. Beneath the surface in the bowels of the city however, was a place known as the Undermarket. Eastablished in a shut down subway station, the Undermarket drew shady types from all over to conduct business. The police don't dare to disturb the Undermarket as it keeps the criminals off the streets and they dare not stir the wrath of the criminal organization who runs the place.

Dudley the deer was one of many people lurking around in the dim hallways that made up the complex. Dressed as if he had just gotten off work, the Dudley work an unbuttoned suit and his tie hung loosely from his neck. Walking with confidence, he kept his hands in his pockets and his eyes forward. Nobody wondered into the Night Market by accident and the deer knew exactly where he was headed. He passed by all manner of people: some were scraggly, clearly under the influence of something as they mumbled to themselves. Some wore fancy clothing, clearly looking to blow a lot of money on illegal goods or services. Then there were the guards, keepers of the peace within the Undermarket. Strapped  with enough firepower to make a cop piss themself, nobody would dare to cause trouble knowing these were the people they'd have to answer to. One such guard gave Dudley a small nod, to which Dudley replied with a silent nod of his own before pulling a flask from his pocket and taking a swig of the whiskey within. Placing the flask back in his pocket, Dudley kicked a chunk of debris from the middle of the hall into a nearby pile against the wall. Such piles were common as the unmaintained structure was prone to crumble occasionally.

Dudley finally reached his destination. It looked to be an ordinary bathroom, a door for men and women. The busted signage sat on the floor between the doors. The deer pushed the door to the men's side open and stepped in. The smell of rancid urine hit his nostrils as he made his way to the other end of the seemingly empty bathroom. Lights were dim, some were flickering and Dudley had to step around puddles of unknown liquids that sat on the tiled floor. Approaching the final stall, Dudley noted the camera mounted on the wall and the pair of feet visible from beneath the gap of the door. Dudley balled his hand into a fist and began to tap on the stall door to the rythm of 'Itsy Bitsy Spider'. The deer turned to look at the camera and give it a quick wave and soon the click of a door unlocking was heard within the stall. Footsteps approached closer to the stall door and as it unlocked and opened, a ferret poked his head out.

"Heeeey, Dudley! Welcome back, man." The ferret greeted the deer. "Here to do your thing, huh?"

"It's been a rough month, Sitter. Higher ups have been up my ass over problems I have nothing to do with and I need relief." Dudley replied. "I thought I'd treat myself to something special." He finished.

Sitter wore a red and white striped shirt under a tarnished green hoodie. At first glance he appeared to be smoking a cigarette, but it was actually just a lolipop in his mouth. Never having given his real name, he merely referred to himself as 'Sitter'.

"Well if it's special you want, I've got just the thing for you. But you know the rules, you gotta show me you mean business."

Without a word, Dudley reached into his lapel and withdrew a neatly folded stack of cash.

"My man!" Sitter said with excitement. "Come on in."

Sitter turned around, stepping over the empty pair of shoes in the stall. There was no toilet in the stall, only a reinforced door where one should be and the scent of a baby's room wafted through its frame. Dudley followed and the pair stepped through the metal door as it closed and locked behind them. Dudley looked around the new surroundings. Contrary to the rundown atmosphere within the rest of the Undermarket, this room was fairly well kept. Colorful carpeting and toys littered the floor of this makeshift playroom. Young cubs of many species roamed around, playing and giggling while others gathered around a portable TV on the floor. This was usually the part where Sitter would have the kids line but instead he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"As I said, I got something special to show you this time. I think you're really gonna like this..." Sitter said, pointing at a curtained off corner of the nursery.

The two walked over and Sitter held the curtain open.

"After you." The ferret said to the deer, who stepped into the dimly lit section.

A crib sat inside and within it, a pink figure was stirring.

"A baby? Come on, Sitter. You have babies here all the time. Sure they're great, but this is nothing new." Dudley spoke with diappointment.

"Oh it's not just any baby, my man." Sitter said with growing enthusiasm. "We've got one... a real one!" He followed up.

Dudley replied "What... do you mea-"

With the click of a desk lamp, Dudley could now see what lie in the crib. The small figure squirmed about, clad in a fuzzy pink onesie with a cat eared hood. Its face was completely furless and chubby.

"A human?? How?" Dudley asked. "Humans have been sterile for several years, there shouldn't be any this young!"

"Well, we're not sure how it happened." Sitter said. "Scout was out looking for new employees when he learned of a human woman who managed to get pregnant." He continued. "She was worried if people found out, they'd take the woman away from her child to study her and discover why she can still have children. Naturally Scout promised to help keep the pregnancy a secret... if she offered us her baby's serives."

"So instead of letting the government seperate her from the kid, you guys just did it yourselves..." Dudley said.

"Hey man, it's not like that!" Sitter said, waving his hands in front of him. "Like all the other kids, she does her shift an goes home. We get our money and mom and dad get their cut. Besides, this one is gonna make us a fortune. A miracle of nature and here she is, in our business. People would gladly pay triple the usual amount for an hour with her. And you, my friend, get to make history as the first Anthro to spend his load on a human so fresh! You even get the normal price since you're our best customer."

Dudley gave off a sigh. "Look dude, you know I don't care and you don't have to explain. Just let me get a good look before I make up my mind."

"Oh, a sample then? Have a look..." Sitter said, opening the side of the crib. "Hey girl! Uncle S might have a friend for ya!" he said to the infant, removing the hood to reveal her bald head.

"Oh wow, you're telling me humans have even less hair when they're this young?" Dudley asked.

"Yup. From head to toe, nothing but smooth skin." The ferret said, unzipping the onesie. "What th- I just changed you less than an hour ago..." Sitter said with irritation, acknowleding the blue line traveling up the front of a now exposed diaper.

"Don't worry about it, Sitter. I'll have her cleaned up when I'm done." Dudley said, taking the cash back out of his lapel.

"So it's settled then?" Sitter asked, taking the wad of money from the deer. "Alright then, I'm sure you're eager as hell so I'll get out of your way." He finished, walking though the curtain while counting the money. "Nicky put that down! You're gonna hurt yourself!" His voice grew further away on the other side.

The deer stood there in silence, staring at the small girl in the crib before him. No motor control whatsoever, the tiny thing could only squirm around and wriggle her limbs. She had managed to get her arms and legs out of the unzipped onesie and her belly was chubby and swollen looking. Dudley wasn't sure what was coming over him. Cubs around this age he thought looked much better, but this little human was just a grotesque lump of meat and fat in a pale sack. Yet something about her was just unspeakably perfect. Just merely being alone with this creture was making his package swell in size. Dudley looked down at the bulge forming in his pants and swallowed nervously. He started to feel hot. Sweaty even. The deer pulled the tie from around his neck and slipped off his jacket. He quickly unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop to the floor with his other clothes. His cock throbbed in front of him and the nervousness he felt was as if he was doing this kind of thing for the first time all over again.

Though this generation of anthros were much more civilized than they were in their animal lives, they firmly remembered their time before the meteor hit the earth. Dudley couldn't help but feel a secret grudge towards humans for hunting him and his kind for sport. He remembered all the times he narrowly escaped death and perhaps this was his only way of resolving those feelings. Even after the meteor, his boss was a grouchy asshole of a human who always tells him what to do. Here, the tables are turned. Now Dudley has power over a human, he gets to be in control.

Taking a breath, the deer gripped the tapes of the baby girl's diaper and pulled them off. Across the room behind the curtain, Sitter sat on a chair staring at a manga. A smirk formed on his face as his ears picked up the sound of the tapes. Dudley tossed the wet diaper in a nearby trash bin and admired the site of the fully nude infant before him. Her pussy was puffy and smooth, like the rest of her body. The mound was moist with urine, which Dudley had long since come to accept as part of the territory. He gently wrapped a hand around the baby's ankle, looking at her foot. It was clean, possibly having never even touched the floor before. The deer licked the bottom of the foot as the baby giggled at the wet and slipper tongue that tickled her. He travled down her leg, trailing his tongue down her smooth and furless skin. With his snout between her legs, the deer took his tongue back into his mouth. His sniffed at her little peach as the mild smell of fresh baby pee graced his nostrils. He then puckered his lips, giving her little pussy a quick smooch. And then another and another. Soon he had his lips locked onto her mound as he wiggled the tip of his tongue between her slit, attempting to tickle the little human however he could. The baby giggled at the deer's treatment and soon the wiggling of his tongue turned into licking. Before long, the salty and bitter taste of urine was no longer present as the deer's own drool began to coat her skin. At first he merely brushed his tongue against her bald cunny, but as a rush excitement washed over the deer he began to put more and more force into his tongue. He picked the girl up off the bed, holding her above his head as her lower half dangled onto his eager mouth. He groaned and moaned into the baby's peach, slurping at it more eagerly than a suckling cub on a teet. His drool began to run down his face and his cock was dribbling onto his own leg.

Dudley couldn't stand it anymore. Laying the child back on the crib before him, the deer grabbed a towel to quickly wipe her dry. Without even having touched his own member, he was already on the verge of cumming. He hovered the tip of his cock over her mound, which now had a slight redness from his oral assault. He stroked and pumped his cock while trying to hold it in as hard as he could. It needed out but he wouldn't let it. The pressure built inside him larger and larger until even his own body couldn't hold it anymore. Dudley couldn't help but moan as his warm semen bursted from his tip, smothering the puffy little pussy in seconds. He caught his breath as his load took the path of least resistance: settling the infant's crevice or running down her crack and sides as her belly was too chubby for it to travel up.

Not one to break a promise, Dudley grabbed the necessary supplies from around the crib. Wiping the baby clean and fastenting a fresh diaper onto her, the deer redressed the infant as she was found and put her back in bed. He stepped through the curtain where Sitter put his book down and hopped up from his chair.

"So whaddya think?" The ferret asked his customer. "Quite the doll, isn't she?"

"It was... amazing..." Dudley managed to speak.

"Blew you away that much, did it? I can tell you're almost speechless." Sitter replied, elbowing Dudley in the arm as he replaced his removed clothing. "Good news and bad news, my man. She's gonna be working with us for the forseeable future, but if you wanna go through that agin, you gotta pay our upcharge for her. Business is business."

"Dudley gave a massive sigh. "My bank account is gonna be pretty light for awhile, then..."