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The world was cruel and callous, no one would look after your interests if you weren?t looking after them first and foremost.\n\nMaking Judy Hopps a hero cop had been a calculated strategy to be sure, and an effective one. But it had also been Dawn?s way of silently thanking her for playing her part as a critical pawn in the political chess match she was playing unbeknownst to anyone outside of a very core inner circle. It was a shame she had chosen to leave the city and return home, but some people simply couldn?t handle the pressure of the spotlight. She continued to quietly reward Judy by providing business to her family farm and their affiliates.\n\nThis was, she knew, good policy. Unfortunately, it was also incomplete. Hopps hadn?t been the only one to serve her in that role. But the simple sad truth was that there was just no place for Nick Wilde in her plans at the time. Even if he had been a cop instead of a con man, she couldn?t be pushing a predator as the co-face of her societal change. And Nick seemed like the last kind of predator who would be willing to play ball with the kind of sea change she was planning. He was smart enough to know where things were going.\n\nHonestly, his relationship with Judy had been a major cause for concern for her when she was in the early stages of executing her next moves after her former boss?s arrest. It was a good thing, then, that the problem sorted itself out. First with the friendship dissolving and then with Judy removing herself from the picture.\n\nNick Wilde, however, was still a floating remainder in her ledger. One that needed balancing. She hadn?t approached him in the time since Judy had resigned and skipped town, but she?d been keeping tabs on him. Besides his status in her mental calculus, there was also the fact that he was pretty clever. He and Judy had been the only ones to figure out what Lionheart had been up to. There was a chance that he might go pulling at threads he shouldn?t and figure out what she was getting up to as well. At which point, unbalanced books or no, he would become a problem for her that needed dealing with.\n\nSo she was glad to be informed that, after Judy had left and things had started going south for the predators of the city, Nick, faced with few realistic options, simply drifted back into his old habits.\n\nOf course, with the way things were, it wasn?t quite the same for him anymore. His options were limited. Dealing with the hardened criminal element had never been his strong suit, but nowadays it was either that, or prey upon his fellow predators down on their luck and trying to scrape by in this new reality. ?Prey? simply didn?t trust his kind any longer. Which obviously made it hard to con them.\n\nIt had been only a matter of time before he ran afoul of someone with clout, whether official or criminal, and that was when she finally had the chance to make her move.\n\nWhat Lionheart never seemed to grasp in his stint as mayor was that the power wasn?t in the ability to sign legislation, issue orders, and cut ribbons. It wasn?t in demanding to micromanage every department then delegating that work to your Assistant Mayor. No.\n\nThe power was in being able to accrue little favors and \"I owe you\"s over time. To let some things slide, fudge some budgetary numbers, give the right people the right kind of hand leg up so that when you needed something done, they?d be there to make it happen for you.\n\nThat?s why, instead of being brought to the station, Mr. Wilde was instead, sitting across from her in her office.\n\n\"Mr. Wilde,\" she said with that bubbly, chipper tone she?d spoken with when they met. \"Or Nick, if you don?t think I?m being too familiar. I?m so glad to see you, it?s been forever.\"\n\nHe sat with his arms crossed, a frown etched into his face. Obviously not nearly as happy to be there as she sounded happy to have him there.\n\n\"Mayor Bellwether.\" His reply was curt. He barely looked at her.\n\n\"Is something wrong, Nick,\" she asked. She wanted to present herself as just as friendly as she?d always been, but the hesitance and uncertainty that once would have been in the question was gone entirely. She was the mayor now. She was in charge.\n\nHis eyes shifted towards her before his head did. His brow furrowed in anger.\n\n\"Is something wrong? Have you seen things out there? People are going crazy. Predators are being denied service, kicked off their leases, all kinds of other things. And your office isn?t doing anything about it. If anything it?s getting worse. There?s talks about curfews and increased security. And playing Judy?s press conference over and over and over again isn?t helping anyone. So yeah,\" he slammed his palm onto her desk. \"Something?s wrong.\"\n\nBellwether offered Nick a sympathetic look. She touched her hand to her chest before placing it down on his.\n\n\"I?m sorry, Nick,\" she answered. \"I really am. Things are going to get harder for you before they get better. The rumors are true, there are laws being discussed to mitigate the danger from Preds going savage, but I assure you, they?re just as much about keeping all of you safe as they are us. Possibly even more.\"\n\nNick angrily snatched his hand away.\n\n\"How the hell are they about helping us?!\n\nBellwether had been prepared for that question. Hoping for it in fact. She sat back in her chair, folding her hoofed digits over one another.\n\n\"How many Predators live in Zootopia, Nick,\" she asked.\n\n\"I don?t know,\" he spit back.\n\n\"Are there more prey or predators.\"\n\n\"Prey, obviously.\"\n\nBellwether nodded before hopping up onto her seat, then on top of what was once Lionheart?s desk. She hated feeling small.\n\n\"Ten to one, Nick. Predators are outnumbered ten to one. What do you think those numbers mean if these attacks keep happening and Prey don?t feel like there?s anyone protecting them. And Judy didn?t make my job any easier with her little conference.\"\n\nNick could see where this was going. He could understand the logic. He hated it, but he could definitely understand it. He remembered what happened when he was a child. Prey could be vicious when they felt threatened.\n\nShe could see it in his eyes. He understood. Of course he could, it may not have been her actual motivation, but it was still true to an extent.\n\n\"Why am I here, Ms. Mayor?\"\n\nA change in subject was all but a concession. She?d won that argument. She?d convinced him. With that victory in the bag, she strolled across the desk, sitting down on the edge closest to him.\n\n\"Please, Nick. My name is Dawn.\"\n\nThe truth was, not every Prey animal in Zootopia was on her side. The truth was, while the majority of the population was Prey, an uprising by ten percent of the population would be disastrous. The truth was, she needed a Predator to sell the people on her vision.\n\nBut the real truth was that she just wanted to feel what it was like to have a Predator directly beneath her.\n\n\"I?ve got it on good authority, Nick, that my Assistant Mayor is going to be resigning soon. I can choose their replacement and, in the name of unity, it seems only right that it?d be a Predator. But it can?t be just anyone. I need a Predator with first hand experience with what going savage looks like. Preferably one with a good head on their shoulders. I couldn?t think of a better choice.\"\n\nNick was stunned. He?d thought of a lot of reasons he?d ended up in city hall instead of lock up, but this wasn?t one of them.\n\n\"You know, I?ve got a criminal record.\"\n\nA little bit of the real Dawn Bellwether shined through as she looked at him, cocked an eye brow and said, simply, \"Not to my knowledge, Mr. Wilde.\"\n\nNick was stunned. That was a lot of political capital spent for his sake if she?d actually wiped his slate clean.\n\n\"What?s the catch,\" he asked.\n\n\"I want to be re-elected. No Predator is going to have a serious chance, and none of my opponents will be brave enough to have one as their running mate. That?s ten percent of the population for me, plus Prey, like myself, who support Predators. And I?ll have a ?Hard on Savagery? record to run on with the rest.\"\n\nThere it was. The pragmatic reason. The thing Nick needed to hear to make this too good offer also ring true. She extended her hand.\n\n\"Do we have a deal, Nick?\"\n\nHe considered it all for a few moments. In happier times he?d prefer the freedom of his lifestyle to becoming some kind of stuff shirt politician. But these were not happier times and he needed to look out for himself in whatever way he could.\n\n\"Deal,\" he answered, taking her hand in his.\n\nShe smiled. That was the business sorted. Now for the pleasure.\n\nDawn didn?t release Nicks hand. Instead she took it, pulling it towards her, forcing him to stand and draw nearer to her. Finally, she released him, but only after placing his hand, palm down, on the wool at the top of her head.\n\nHe wasn?t even able to think before he found himself squeezing down gently, enjoying the feel for only the second time in his life.\n\n\"You know, Nick, business aside, I always thought you were a pretty good looking fox.\"\n\nNick?s eyes widened as he felt an embarrassed warmth come over him.\n\n\"I didn?t say anything at the time because I figured you and Judy had some good chemistry, but after what she did at the press conference, well, what was it you said to her when you were playing with my wool?\"\n\nShe reached out then with her foot, bending one of those pliable digits and hooking it into the waistband Nick?s pants. She pulled him, and despite the difference in their strength, he followed, stumbling over the desk and only just catching himself. Beneath him, Dawn laid, her eyes sultry and tempting.\n\n\"Sheep never let you get this close to them, right? Well, Nick, how close is it that you wanna get?\"\n\n---\n\nNick Wilde didn?t know how he got to this point. He didn?t understand how the day had played out. He knew it was all too good to be true. But after these last few months, didn?t he deserve some good?\n\nHis tongue lapped once more at the upturned slit in front of him, folding the long, thin length of muscle between her lips and tracing the whole of it. He repeated the process, this time stopping to prod his tongue into the juicy little hole at its terminus before dancing it over her little button. His snout was lodged between her thighs, but her scent was pleasant. Almost addictive. It made him drool and he almost understood the urges of his ancestors before him. Except how could they possibly waste something this perfect by killing it?\n\nHe grunted, and from lower down his own body he heard a few quiet gulps, then the slurping and sucking that had been filling the room prior resumed.\n\nPower and sex. 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Reward the people who helped her, even if they didn?t know, at the time, that they were being as helpful as they were. But above all else, always act to her own personal benefit. The world was cruel and callous, no one would look after your interests if you weren?t looking after them first and foremost.

Making Judy Hopps a hero cop had been a calculated strategy to be sure, and an effective one. But it had also been Dawn?s way of silently thanking her for playing her part as a critical pawn in the political chess match she was playing unbeknownst to anyone outside of a very core inner circle. It was a shame she had chosen to leave the city and return home, but some people simply couldn?t handle the pressure of the spotlight. She continued to quietly reward Judy by providing business to her family farm and their affiliates.

This was, she knew, good policy. Unfortunately, it was also incomplete. Hopps hadn?t been the only one to serve her in that role. But the simple sad truth was that there was just no place for Nick Wilde in her plans at the time. Even if he had been a cop instead of a con man, she couldn?t be pushing a predator as the co-face of her societal change. And Nick seemed like the last kind of predator who would be willing to play ball with the kind of sea change she was planning. He was smart enough to know where things were going.

Honestly, his relationship with Judy had been a major cause for concern for her when she was in the early stages of executing her next moves after her former boss?s arrest. It was a good thing, then, that the problem sorted itself out. First with the friendship dissolving and then with Judy removing herself from the picture.

Nick Wilde, however, was still a floating remainder in her ledger. One that needed balancing. She hadn?t approached him in the time since Judy had resigned and skipped town, but she?d been keeping tabs on him. Besides his status in her mental calculus, there was also the fact that he was pretty clever. He and Judy had been the only ones to figure out what Lionheart had been up to. There was a chance that he might go pulling at threads he shouldn?t and figure out what she was getting up to as well. At which point, unbalanced books or no, he would become a problem for her that needed dealing with.

So she was glad to be informed that, after Judy had left and things had started going south for the predators of the city, Nick, faced with few realistic options, simply drifted back into his old habits.

Of course, with the way things were, it wasn?t quite the same for him anymore. His options were limited. Dealing with the hardened criminal element had never been his strong suit, but nowadays it was either that, or prey upon his fellow predators down on their luck and trying to scrape by in this new reality. ?Prey? simply didn?t trust his kind any longer. Which obviously made it hard to con them.

It had been only a matter of time before he ran afoul of someone with clout, whether official or criminal, and that was when she finally had the chance to make her move.

What Lionheart never seemed to grasp in his stint as mayor was that the power wasn?t in the ability to sign legislation, issue orders, and cut ribbons. It wasn?t in demanding to micromanage every department then delegating that work to your Assistant Mayor. No.

The power was in being able to accrue little favors and "I owe you"s over time. To let some things slide, fudge some budgetary numbers, give the right people the right kind of hand leg up so that when you needed something done, they?d be there to make it happen for you.

That?s why, instead of being brought to the station, Mr. Wilde was instead, sitting across from her in her office.

"Mr. Wilde," she said with that bubbly, chipper tone she?d spoken with when they met. "Or Nick, if you don?t think I?m being too familiar. I?m so glad to see you, it?s been forever."

He sat with his arms crossed, a frown etched into his face. Obviously not nearly as happy to be there as she sounded happy to have him there.

"Mayor Bellwether." His reply was curt. He barely looked at her.

"Is something wrong, Nick," she asked. She wanted to present herself as just as friendly as she?d always been, but the hesitance and uncertainty that once would have been in the question was gone entirely. She was the mayor now. She was in charge.

His eyes shifted towards her before his head did. His brow furrowed in anger.

"Is something wrong? Have you seen things out there? People are going crazy. Predators are being denied service, kicked off their leases, all kinds of other things. And your office isn?t doing anything about it. If anything it?s getting worse. There?s talks about curfews and increased security. And playing Judy?s press conference over and over and over again isn?t helping anyone. So yeah," he slammed his palm onto her desk. "Something?s wrong."

Bellwether offered Nick a sympathetic look. She touched her hand to her chest before placing it down on his.

"I?m sorry, Nick," she answered. "I really am. Things are going to get harder for you before they get better. The rumors are true, there are laws being discussed to mitigate the danger from Preds going savage, but I assure you, they?re just as much about keeping all of you safe as they are us. Possibly even more."

Nick angrily snatched his hand away.

"How the hell are they about helping us?!

Bellwether had been prepared for that question. Hoping for it in fact. She sat back in her chair, folding her hoofed digits over one another.

"How many Predators live in Zootopia, Nick," she asked.

"I don?t know," he spit back.

"Are there more prey or predators."

"Prey, obviously."

Bellwether nodded before hopping up onto her seat, then on top of what was once Lionheart?s desk. She hated feeling small.

"Ten to one, Nick. Predators are outnumbered ten to one. What do you think those numbers mean if these attacks keep happening and Prey don?t feel like there?s anyone protecting them. And Judy didn?t make my job any easier with her little conference."

Nick could see where this was going. He could understand the logic. He hated it, but he could definitely understand it. He remembered what happened when he was a child. Prey could be vicious when they felt threatened.

She could see it in his eyes. He understood. Of course he could, it may not have been her actual motivation, but it was still true to an extent.

"Why am I here, Ms. Mayor?"

A change in subject was all but a concession. She?d won that argument. She?d convinced him. With that victory in the bag, she strolled across the desk, sitting down on the edge closest to him.

"Please, Nick. My name is Dawn."

The truth was, not every Prey animal in Zootopia was on her side. The truth was, while the majority of the population was Prey, an uprising by ten percent of the population would be disastrous. The truth was, she needed a Predator to sell the people on her vision.

But the real truth was that she just wanted to feel what it was like to have a Predator directly beneath her.

"I?ve got it on good authority, Nick, that my Assistant Mayor is going to be resigning soon. I can choose their replacement and, in the name of unity, it seems only right that it?d be a Predator. But it can?t be just anyone. I need a Predator with first hand experience with what going savage looks like. Preferably one with a good head on their shoulders. I couldn?t think of a better choice."

Nick was stunned. He?d thought of a lot of reasons he?d ended up in city hall instead of lock up, but this wasn?t one of them.

"You know, I?ve got a criminal record."

A little bit of the real Dawn Bellwether shined through as she looked at him, cocked an eye brow and said, simply, "Not to my knowledge, Mr. Wilde."

Nick was stunned. That was a lot of political capital spent for his sake if she?d actually wiped his slate clean.

"What?s the catch," he asked.

"I want to be re-elected. No Predator is going to have a serious chance, and none of my opponents will be brave enough to have one as their running mate. That?s ten percent of the population for me, plus Prey, like myself, who support Predators. And I?ll have a ?Hard on Savagery? record to run on with the rest."

There it was. The pragmatic reason. The thing Nick needed to hear to make this too good offer also ring true. She extended her hand.

"Do we have a deal, Nick?"

He considered it all for a few moments. In happier times he?d prefer the freedom of his lifestyle to becoming some kind of stuff shirt politician. But these were not happier times and he needed to look out for himself in whatever way he could.

"Deal," he answered, taking her hand in his.

She smiled. That was the business sorted. Now for the pleasure.

Dawn didn?t release Nicks hand. Instead she took it, pulling it towards her, forcing him to stand and draw nearer to her. Finally, she released him, but only after placing his hand, palm down, on the wool at the top of her head.

He wasn?t even able to think before he found himself squeezing down gently, enjoying the feel for only the second time in his life.

"You know, Nick, business aside, I always thought you were a pretty good looking fox."

Nick?s eyes widened as he felt an embarrassed warmth come over him.

"I didn?t say anything at the time because I figured you and Judy had some good chemistry, but after what she did at the press conference, well, what was it you said to her when you were playing with my wool?"

She reached out then with her foot, bending one of those pliable digits and hooking it into the waistband Nick?s pants. She pulled him, and despite the difference in their strength, he followed, stumbling over the desk and only just catching himself. Beneath him, Dawn laid, her eyes sultry and tempting.

"Sheep never let you get this close to them, right? Well, Nick, how close is it that you wanna get?"

---

Nick Wilde didn?t know how he got to this point. He didn?t understand how the day had played out. He knew it was all too good to be true. But after these last few months, didn?t he deserve some good?

His tongue lapped once more at the upturned slit in front of him, folding the long, thin length of muscle between her lips and tracing the whole of it. He repeated the process, this time stopping to prod his tongue into the juicy little hole at its terminus before dancing it over her little button. His snout was lodged between her thighs, but her scent was pleasant. Almost addictive. It made him drool and he almost understood the urges of his ancestors before him. Except how could they possibly waste something this perfect by killing it?

He grunted, and from lower down his own body he heard a few quiet gulps, then the slurping and sucking that had been filling the room prior resumed.

Power and sex. If there were things that could turn a Wilde canid into a tame puppy, these were them. And Dawn Bellwether was establishing control over Nick?s access to both.

She straddled Nick?s face on the couch of her home, grinding her sopping wet pussy against him, chasing that orgasm he?d been teasing her with. She didn?t know why, given his lifestyle, she was surprised he could handle properly teasing a cunt, but that didn?t matter if she could throw off his rhythm at will. And she could. This wasn?t Bellwether?s first predator cock, but it was the first one where she felt like she had control, making Nick work for his orgasm and sabotaging his efforts with calculated deep throats down to his knot or chugging on his precum. All the while insistently forcing his face against her cock pocket to make him eat her out properly.

"Come on, Assistant Mayor," she said, pulling his dick from her mouth and catching a ribbon of pre across her face. In response she simply lifted her backside and plopped it down hard on Nick?s face.

"That?s enough of that. You?re gonna get me off or you?re gonna pass out. Now suck that pussy!"

She ground herself against him, her breathing becoming more ragged and pleasured over time. Nick?s hands found her hips and, instead of lifting her from his face, pulled her in tighter. Dawn had set to jerking the fox?s cock with her surprisingly gentle hoofed fingers. Her tongue dropping free and running along it with particularly sharp sensations. Until, finally:

"Drink up, Wilde!"

Bellwether came like a geyser, squirting her juices all over nick, her couch, the floor. Everything. She bit her lip, eyes crossing as every muscle in her body strained in concert. Her mind sizzled and Nick continued to attack her honey pot the whole of the time she rode out the best orgasm she had in years.

At last she fell limp and panting, Nick?s shaft still grasped in her fist. Once she began recovering, she started to shuffle her body off of him, standing and stretching.

"That was great, Nick. Thank you. I?m gonna go hit the shower. Lock the door on your way out."

Nick was confused.

"But what about..." he gestured at the leaking red fuck pipe jutting from his lap.

"Oh," Bellwether said. "Well, you?re welcome to take care of that before you go." She smiled, sunny and innocent, and she was off. Leaving Nick with his dick in his hand.

Things that seemed too good to be true often were. But Nick was far too desperate and a little too deep to start backtracking now. He wrapped his own paw around himself, picturing that pretty pink gash flanked by white, and set to work.

He made excellent prey.

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