The day after her viscous fucking Minnie wanted to throw Pudding away. Have him locked up or better yet, drawn and quartered in front of the entire world as punishment for doing what he’s done to her.


… But part of her couldn’t refuse it.


She had him tossed away into one of the many jails hidden underneath her castle. She wanted to think of the perfect present for him. Something that satisfies the itch that has been growing inside her. 


That night however…


Her body ached. She couldn’t stop thinking about such a dramatic event. The look on his face as he was being dragged away. That knowing smile on his face that led her to believe that he’d won in some way. It made her stomach churn with disgust. 


His soft green looking lips. That unmistakable bulge in his pants that seemed to defy common knowledge. Minnie’s mind raced as did her body heat seem to rise. No matter how much she tried to turn things down or relax, the ache in the back of her mind wouldn’t go away. In fact, it just seemed to get worse the more she thought about it. In her bed, her clothing felt so constricting as she thought back to that footlong of cock meat piering her dress and daring to fill her insides with his disgusting seed. Even as she washed it off and out of her, it clung to her, trying it’s damndist to stay. 


She knew the guards probably didn’t see it thanks to her many polka dots and readjusting herself.


But she couldn’t shake the idea of holding that skunk boy’s sickeningly potent nut cream deep inside her. Festering and daring to try to impregnate her. That bold smile on his face as he left made it all the worst. As if she knew that he knew that he’d be coming back to her. 


… Or more precisely, her to him.


That’s how Minnie found herself walking down the void like empty halls of her castle. Her night guards patrol the outer layer of the castle, leaving the servants to their quarters and Minnie free to wander at her own pace. Only every once in a while did the scantaly clad mouse see a guard on patrol, vigilant of any movement in his direction. Back when Mickey was around her, he’d have guards watching her every move. Now they obey her order to let her be at peace unless she says otherwise. 


Minnie walked around her castle in the bare essentials. Her thighs and hips threatened to estory an innocent pair of panties with her name printed on the back. Her tits out and shaking for the world to see with every, only lightly coated in a sheer blue nightgown that she got as a gift. Minnie appeared to be dressed less like royalty and mjore like a concubine ready to indulge in her fetishes. 
The click of her heels down the descending steps.


She came upon her special dungeon. A place where any who dared to defy her would find themselves spending their short time waiting for punishsment. The “lucky” few would just get comfortable and have to serve a self inflicted sentence. 


But they all didn’t matter. 


From behind the bars of her prison, she looks at the grinning skunk.


        “Hi princess~!” Pudding said awith a knowing smirk.


        “That’s QUEEN Minnie to you, you bastard.” She replied sternly. 


Pudding could hear it in her voice. The warble, the loss of confidence. She got a taste of something she hadn’t had in who knows how many years. Now she walked all the way down here, eager for a second round. Minnie’s mind went to the last time her and Mickey had sex and it wasn’t a good or bad experience. Just something they did. It couldn’t compare to the violet rape Pudding put her through. Feeling her guts being dug out, her dress used as a half hearted condom while being stetched to her limit.


        “Queen Minnie, what do you wanna do with me here?” Pudding asked with an innocent smile on his face. 


        ‘He’s not even trying to hide it!’ Minnie looked down at the sitting skunk with a look of disgust. The boy sits with his legs spread, showing off the impressive buylge in his shorts just as before. She could see it twitching, throbbing to life and ready to expose itself to her once again.


Pudding stood up and Minnie’s eye’s stayed on it, watching the buylge move so slowly, being dragged down by gravity. 


        “Come on, I know you’ve been missing this handsome man as much as he’s missed you!” 


Pudding brazengly pulled his shorts down, showing off that same pillar of cock that invaded her royal body hours ago. Minnie could already feel herself getting wak in the knee’s just being around it. Crossing her legs while still trying to look angry. 


        “Put that vile creature away!” she demanded. 


        “But don’t you want to do more? To me?”




The pungent aroma of his filth hit her nose again. Pudding saw Minnie fighting with herself but his musk could charm anyone who got a good whiff. And Minnie Mouse is no exception either! He could see thew way her thick thighs jiggled, trying to hold it together while presented with his overgrown mushroom.


He decided to add more onto the depravity.


Pudding kicked his shorts off, turning around to show off his small but plentiful buble butt to her. Pulling his cheek apart to show off his dark green ring to the queen. Minnie gasped, appalled by the brazen behavior but at the same time, found herself getting wet at the display. She swallowed, watching with deep fasination as he moved his young ass around like a whore trying to catch her next clent. The sight of his fat cheeks mesmorizing as it is depraved.  


        “Ain’t it pretty? I calls it my emerald!” Pudding laughed. He moved closer to the bars of the prison, backing up until his overly stuff ass pressed aganist the bars. Pushing out his extra large treasure pit right up for anyone to play with. “Do you wanna polish it? I promise it’s super tasty and make you feel good!”


The perverted young skunk pressed his generous ass cheeks aganist the bars, squishing them until his plump emerald ring poked out. Minnie was both fascinated and disgusted with the display. Dangling just below, plump and ripe like a pair of stuffed mint peaches, his balls looked like a pair of perfect treats.


Was she really going to submit so easily? Just give in? Debase herself to carnal pleasures that easily?


… Is what went through her mind as the clang of her crown fell to the ground rings in her ears, her open mouth hovering close to his puckered ass as she dropped to her knees. The skunk fumes hits her tongue before anything, mudding her brain, as Minnie gave in. Whatever hesitation she had vanished as the potent arom hit her face. She hungrily dug her mouth, tongue and desires into his boy hole. 


Pudding giggled between moans, trying to push his ass out more as Minnie ate him out good. Her royal tongue licking and playing with every wrinkle it could find. He drooled at the intense attack on his puckered emrald getting a spit shine.


        “Minnie's eating my ass! Is this for real? Oh god that's it! N-nibble on my green apple some! Lick it harder! EAT IT!”


While demanding Minnie to keep going, Pudding could only brace himself, eyes rolling back from the royal treatment. His plump cock bouncing with every brush aganist his prostate. Pre cum dribbling out of him like a broken faucet while Minnie grabbed his cheeks through the bars. He didn’t even need to touch himself as he got a second chance to play with her, this time with him being the toy! 


Minnie pulled away, slobber and spit all over her disheveled face as the skunk boy's ass shined. Her maw covered in drool, her eyes looked glazed over as if dizzy or daydreaming. Whatever focus she’s able to muster, Minnie looks down at her handiwork. It puckered and danced, begging for more of her attention and sinking her lower than she already has.
Before she had a chance to try and convince herself otherwise, Pudding already smacked her back into depravity with his frighteningly big cock from between the bars. The blow to her cheek made her remember the feeling of having her guts hollowed out. The ridges, the veins, the ugly sense of degradtion…


        “Come on Minnie. I know you want this again! Let pudding turn YOU into Puddin’!”


Minnie turned into an animal. Praticlaly nude, she stood up, spreading her legs as the massive meat pressed up against her stomach. Offering herself to him, Minnie and Pudding continued what had happened hours ago before he was arrested. The Disney queen submited to the cock that broke her, forcing it into her hungry hole, panties torn aside in the process. 


        “S-show me what you can do, you nasty little urchin!” Minnie yelled, her voice eching in the near barren halls of the hidden prison. 


        “I’m not little, I’m PUDDIN’!”


Just as the toon skunk fired back, Minnie felt him slide further inside, hitting her buttons all over again. Her cum dripped down the rest of his exposed shaft, moving to his balls as they bounced fucked through the bars. Minnie grabbed on, holding the bars for dear life as Pudding did the same. The two looked at each other as only a portion of his cock went through to her from the rushed position. Minnie looked like she’s been satisfied for the first time in years while Pudding only had the most self satisfied smile she’d ever seen.


Here he is, a little toon skunk boy, fucking the queen of Disney! For the second time in 24 hours!


And just like before, Pudding wasn’t able to hold himself back. His young hips a blur as he kept thrusting with all his might, only able to get a portion of his monster cock in this time. So excited, he couldn’t keep his well rimmed hole tight and a burst of his perfume came out. His pungent smell leaked out, filling his cell with the smell. Minnie’s eyes water as it grew stronger but it didn’t stop her. As if some part of her mind felt spiteful, she took a BIG inhale of the pungent skunk musk. 


        “Wowwie! You’re one of the first to breathe it in so hard! When I get out of here, I’ll let you huff all musk and more!” He giggled.


Pudding slowed down, wanting Minnie to beg for him to do more with him. He could partially imagine it now. The prim and propper queen doing all sorts of unspeakable things, just like he’d imagine in his room whenever he jacked off to the pictures of her in the magazine that got him here. 


Minnie Bit her lip, trying to save whatever face that she could. Looking between her bouncing tits, she could see the smirk on his closed face, knowing he was thinking of more depraved things they could do. Things she could never imagine in all her years… 


Minnie clamped down as hard as she could, gasping for the defiled musky air as she came harder than she could remember around the monster cock stretching her. Pudding  watched her face contorted in pleasure and the stud skunk folloed suite. He grunted and his balls tightened up, stuffing the already cum hungry Minnie with another proper load of extra potent milk. 


        “That’s it! Take my nasty load!! Oh fuck oh fuckfuckFUCK!!” 


Pudding could feel every vein flex along his length as he dumped blast after blast of spunk right into Minnie once again. She trembled, squishing and squeezing him as hard as she could, milking him with her royal pussy. Even as he pulled out, the little skunk wasn’t quite done, as he “decorated” her nightgown, or what was left of it, in his spoiled nut sauce. Just like before, the ugly cum left Minnie flabbergasted with how intense the heat came off, clinging to her just like its owner’s impressive stink.


She wanted to take a shower… But she didn’t want to wash it off. Minnie imagined the guards seeing her, walking around with a thick coating of smeared cum between her legs and dripping out with every step. Brazengly showing off her betrayal of her husband for all to see. Add if that wasn’t enough, smelling like she’d just spent all night in some frat party bathroom being passed around. So pungent and filthy, like water had never touched her body.


All thanks to one little toon boy no older than ten at most. 


        “Did you like that Minnie? Am I still in trouble?”


Not even a minute after stuffing her full of his bastards, Pudding pulled his shorts up, shooting Minnie a cutsy smile, trying to play innocent. 


Minnie turned around, trying to gather herself. Her greasy, cum covered gloved hands picked up her fallen crown. She used whatever dried part of her nightgown to clean it off, barely missing the smallest bits of spent nut stuck between the grooves. She placed her crown back on before turning back to the smug little shota. 


        “... You will be spared. For now. I’ll figure out something to do with you. You’re spared from being hurt. NOT from what you’ve done to me.”


        “I wanna do more with you queen Minnie! I wanna fuck you more and more! Do all sorts of naughty things with you and get even NASTIER!” Minnie’s eyes wandered down to his shorts, seeing them getting bigger and thicker, already excited for their next interaction. 


        ‘Such a wild beast…’ She thought to herself. ‘If he was free and allowed to do anything he wanted…’ She shuddered at the idea. Not out of disgust however…


Minnie heaved a sigh as she walked away, hearing the boy catcall her from behind the bars, humping the empty space she was at only moments ago. Minnie had a lot to think about. She’d already crossed the line fucking a boy young enough to ber her son. Cheating on Mickey, even if he’s not around anymore…


        “What am I thinking?” She asked herself as she kept walking up the stairs. “Why did I go down ther to see him? Why did I let him do that to me, again?? Why-”


Minnie stumbled as she made it to the top of the stairs, grabbing the railing for support, only to look down and see a huge puddle of foul smelling cum spill from between her legs. Her beefy thights shined in the moonlight from the residue. She could still feel some of it sloshing around inside her… Keeping it so warm after her little “accident”.


        “Why…”


To Be Continued…