"This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the annual Purge. At the siren, all emergency services will be suspended for 12 hours. Your government thanks you for your participation"

Baby New Year sprinted down the dark alleyway, hir toungue hanging out of hir maw as shi took in ragged breath after ragged breath. Hir foot caught on something, causing hir to fall flat on hir face. "Well well well... Lookie what I found!". The golden retriever pup looked up to see a teen leopard holding a meat hook standing over hir, "Isn't past your bedtime, little one?".													The teen reached down and clamped a paw around hir throat, his claws digging into hir flesh. "ACK- Please, huff, you need to-", the pup rasped out before the leopard backhanded hir face, the meat hook glancing off hir temple. "What I NEED is to get my dick wet!", he yelled as he pulled down the front of his pants, revealing his pierced erection.		"But- Ack!", the teen tightened his grip on hir thoat. "Maybe later. right now I'm more interested in that pretty mouth", he said as he roughly forced hir head onto his groin. Even with his tight grip, he managed to force his barbed feline cock down hir throat, only hir vast experience preventing hir from vomiting when his peircing dragged across hir uvula.			"GAWD DAMN!!! I needed this!", the teen howled as he fucked the pup's face. "Little brother just got too old, ya know?", he continued as he leaned against the wall of a building, relaxing as he roughly jammed hir head repeatedly upon his dick. "Used to be, I'd wake up inside him, go to school, come home, and jam myself right back in for the night. But he had to get older, and looser. Just wasn't the same, ya know?"							The pup did hir best to suppress a growl, as shi felt the meat hook travel down hir bare back. The teen lowered the hook to hir butt, where he poked the tip into the seat of hir cloth diaper. The pup held hir breath as he sharply pulled upward, tearing hir diaper, but thankfully not catching hir bum or tail. Hir breath resumed as hir tattered nappy fell to the ground.												"Now that ass looks tight!", the leopard said as he rached down and grabbed one of hir ankles. "Now I'm gonna let go of your head and you ARE going to keep sucking. Understood?", the teen asked as he spun hir legs up, holding hir upside down. Shi did hir best to nod, grateful for the relief as he resleased hir neck.							"HO-HO! Lookee here! Looks like someone put a cunt where your balls should be, little one", the teen said, checking out hir groin, "Oh well, I'm an ass man anyway". He gave hir rump a sharp 'SMACK', illiciting a whimper from hir. 					"Alright. Now let's see how tight you are. Wouldn't wanna hurt my dick trying to jam it in ya, would we?", the teen said as he hung the meat hook from hir inner thigh, the cold metal against hir cunny making hir shiver. The leopard moved his now free paw around behind hir, roughly pulling hir tail out of the way. After another whimper from hir, he jammed middle finger up to the knuckle in hir tailhole.						"Pretty tight, but not too much resistance. This ain't your first rodeo, huh pup?", the teen said as he proceeded to jam more fingers in hir. Despite hirself, the pup found hirself getting aroused by his ministrations. "Oh, you like this, pup? How bout some more?", the leopard said, sliding in his pinky. 								The pup's cocklet twitched. "More?", the teen asked, sliding in his thumb. The pup moaned out around the cock in hir throat. "Well if you're gonna be greedy...", the leopard said, suddenly pushing his entire hand into hir. The pup's eyes rolled bak in hir head as shi sprayed hir seed all over hirself and hir rapist.								"GAWD DAMN, you're a slutty bitch!", the teen said as puppy jizz dripped off him. His face twisted into a frown, "That's a bad bitch!". He suddenly pulled his hand out of hir rump and punched hir in the gut, taking the wind out of hir. "Didn't your parents tell you it's rude to cum before your elders?". Tears started pouring down (up) the pup's face as she continued to suckle the cock in hir throat, afraid to stop.								"Ya know, I was gonna let you go after I was done with ya, herms aren't really my thing, but someone needs to train you to be a proper bitch. And I'm not the type to leave it to the next guy", the teen said as he lifted the meat hook off hir groin. "I hope for your sake you're a quick learner", he said, tracing the tip of the hook around hir tailhole.				Terrified, the pup started sucking as hard as shi could on the leopard's cock, hoping to end this before he hurt hir further. "Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about! A little enthusiasm goes a long wa-", the teen stopped short. He looked down at his stomach, a blade protruding almost an inch out of it.									"Dafuq?!", was all he could get out before he collapsed. Baby New Year landed roughly, the teen no longer having the strength to hold hir up either. She began pulling off his cock, but as the light faded from his eyes, his orgasm blasted down hir throat. When shi managed to finally pull off, shi spent almost a minute coughing and sputtering, hacking globs of semen onto the concrete below.									When hir aching throat finally cleared, shi looked up to see what happened. Hir eyes fell upon a lamb. The little sheep wore only a pull-up and the leopard's blood. She was staring at the knife in her paw like she had just noticed it was there. She turned the blade over, seeing blood on both sides, before licking the flat of the blade. A satisfied smile appearred on her face as she swallowed the blood, her eyes unfocused.				The pup gasped, scrambling to get to hir shakey feet. The little sheep's eyes suddenly focused on hir, "Play?". The lamb raised the knife over her head, ready to stab down. Baby New Year turned as fast as she could and ran off into the dark street behind hir.
Jeffrey stared at his security camera feed from the comfort of his panic room. So far the middle-aged sloth had been lucky. Only a few hoodlums had tried to break into his store, and they gave up after failing to break through the riot gate. He had to install it after last year, when a group of punks had gotten in and stolen his ATM machine. They were followed by other looters who cleaned him out.									Jeffrey hated the Purge. Restocking his store had set him back, he no longer had a retirement fund. The riot gate hurt, too, his daughter no longer having a college fund. But it could be worse. His daughter did well in school, would probably get a scholarship. And since he installed the riot gate, people had been more confident in shopping at his store. In a few years, his debts would be payed off and he would be able to start saving up again.			So when he saw the naked cub stumble into view of his camera, his optimism won out over his paranoia. The poor thing collapsed just short of the sidewalk in his parking lot. Jeffrey sprang to his feet, grabbed his shotgun (just in case), and unsealed his panic room. He dashed out of the storeroom, around the counter, and up to the door, fumbling for his keys all the way.												A moment later he was lifting the riot gate, his shotgun raised, scanning for a trap. Nothing. He stepped out, cautiously, feeling exposed. Still nothing. Finally he stood over the cub. Someone really did a number on this one. It was still breathing, thankfully, despite obvious bruises around the neck. Up close there was no mistaking the dried semen covering the face and down it's whole front. Most concerning, though, was the blood.				A quick look didn't reveal any cuts, though it did reveal the little golden retriever was a herm. Shi opened hir eyes and looked up at him, desperation through hir obvious pain. "G-gotta hide. F-from her!", shi managed to croak out. The sloth once more scanned the area with his shotgun raised, weary hir attacker was near, but found nothing. "It's okay now, little one. I got you. Let's get you inside".									He easily lited hir with one arm, careful not to touch hir bruised neck, and cradled hir in his gun arm. He stepped back inside, quickly shutting the riot gate. Once the gate was secure he moved into the aisles, grabbing some food for the cub, along with a pack of disposable diapers that he hoped were hir size. He then carried hir to his panic room in the back of his store room.											The sloth rested the shotgun by the door before he sat hir on his table, next to his security monitor, setting down the food and diapers, and finally securing the door. Baby New Year looked around the room. It was pretty small, more of a big closet than a room, per se. Solid steel, half a foot thick judging by the door way. The room was lightly furnished, the table shi was on had a monitor as well as a currently closed laptop and a picture frame. The photo showed the sloth alongside slightly taller kangaroo man and a raven girl between them. There was also a cot in the corner, as well as a a cabinet next to the table.			Once Jeffrey was confident the door was sealed tight, he stepped over and sat in his chair, the only one in the room. "Oh my, someone did a number on you, didn't they?", he said, retriever a package of wet naps from the cabinet. He handed hir some soft candy he had grabbed from the front of the store, "Here, you eat these while I get you cleaned up, alright?". The pup nodded and started eating the candy, enjoying the sweet flavor. 			Jeffrey did his best to be gentle, working wet nap after wet nap through the pup's soft fur. He gingerly cleaned hir neck and face, glad the little one didn't become fussy, before working down. The bulk of the wet naps went to cleaning the dried spunk off hir tummy, Jeffrey could swear that at least two different furs had contributed to the mess their. Poor thing.													Finally he came to hir groin. Being a father himself, he'd cleaned worse messes down there. Hir stiffy caught him off guard, though. He looked to see the pup blushing, trying to focus on hir candy. "It's okay little one. A gentle touch is supposed to make you feel good, it's nothing to be ashamed of", Jeffrey said, dragging a wet nap across hir groin, doing his best to ignore hir arousal.											"It's, uh, it's perfectly, perfectly natural. yeah", the sloth sputtered. It had been so long since he had had intimate contact with anyone, his husband passing aaway three years prior. Sure porn had helped, but he missed the feel of warm body embracing his. He suddenly broke from his reverie when he felt his own arousal straining painfully against the confines of his pants.											Jeffrey cleared his throat, "Uh, anyway! All done! Let's get you into a fresh diaper. Sound good?". The sloth was blushoing hard as he tore open the packaging and retrieved a diaper. "You, uh, still wear these, right?". THe pup nodded, hir own embarassment replaced by curiosity of the man's sudden sheepishness.							Jeffrey focused on the task at hand. Just like he had done thousands of times with his daughter, he laid the pup back on the table. Sadly, he lacked any powder, the wipes his only cleaning tool. He grabbed hir feet in one paw and lifted, sliding the diaper under hir. Quickly threading hir tail through the garment's tail hole, he sat hir down. Next he pulled the front of the garment up and over suggly, securing the tapes on either side with practiced speed.		"Heh, still got it after all these years. Freddy would be proud", Jeffrey mubled to himself, lifting the pup into a sitting position. Now what? The sloth took a moment to think. "Okay, here's what we'll do", he said rubbing the pup's back. "We have only 6 more hours til the Purge ends, then we can find your parents. Til then, I got canned food, a cot you can sleep on, and the laptop has internet access". He flipped open the computer to show the pup.		"OH YE-AH! TAKE IT YOU SLUT!!", the screen showed a large grey bull plowing the ass of a teenage polar bear. "Oops! Uh, sorry! Don't know how that, uh, got there!", Jeffrey said, hastily closing the internet browser. The pup giggled at the sloth, which oddly calmed him down. "Let's see if we can find anything a little more kid-friendly".					Jeffrey leaned over the laptop, reopening the browser. As he began searching for videos of children's songs, when he felt the pup kiss his cheek. The sloth turned to see the pup on hir hands and knees, smiling at him, "Thank you, Mister Sloth". Jeffrey teared up as he pulled hir into a hug, "Oh honey, you are so very welcome".						He held hir close to him for a few moments, once again being reminded how long he had gone without the touch of another. Maybe he should do like his daughter had said and put himself back out there again. He released his grip, expecting the pup to move away, but instead shi kissed him again, this time on hte lips.							"Whoa, hey now-", Jeffrey began, but was quickly silenced as shi planted more kisses on his face. A little stunned by hir forwardness, the sloth gripped hir shoulders firmly but gently and pulled hir away. "I'm sorry, Mister Sloth. I just wanted to thank you", shi said, hir eyes going all 'puppy dog'.										Jeffrey's breath caught in his throat, "We-well I appreciate that, little one. But your company for the evening is all the thanks I need". The pup responded by climbing into his lap and rubbing a paw against his restrained erection, "But that's not all you want, Mister". "I-ah, I, er, I mean-", he sputtered in response. The pup giggled and pulled down the front of hir diaper, revealing hir own stiffy, "Don't worry, Mister Sloth, I want it to".				"Oh, Freddy forgive me, I do want it!", Jeffrey said as he leaned in and returned the pup's kisses, even adding a little tongue. While they made out, the pup slowly unbuttoned the sloth's shirt, which he discarded when shi finished. Shi unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them, then reached in and fished his cock out of his boxers.					Baby New Year broke the kiss, instead planting hir lips on his other head. Jeffrey leaned back in his chair, letting hir kiss and lick his cock. "Oh man!", he groaned, having missed being touched like this. The pup around licked the head, before working down and sucking on each testicle individually.									A sudden noise made Jeffrey snap to attention, "What was that!?". He looked toward the other side of the room, but saw nothing but the door and the cot. "I swear I heard-ooohhhhh", he was cut short when the pup stuck a finger into his urethra, and wiggled it about a bit. "Oh gawd! I never even considered doing that! That feels amazing!"			Baby New Year eased in another finger, then another to stretch him out a bit, the grown sloth breathing hard and sweating, ""O-okay, t-that's wide enough! Don't need your whole arm in there, now!". The pup smiled as shi withdrew hir paw, "I know!". Shi suddenly replaced the digits with hir cocklet, sinking to the knot in one thrust, the man doing his best to supress a squeal.											"You okay, Mister Sloth!", the pup asked. "Y-yes little one, just cauhgt me off guard is all. Geez, kids these days think up the strangest things". Jeffrey took one last look across the room, something about it bothering him, before placing a paw on each of hir hips. This was totally new to him, so he wanted to dictate the pace. Of course, he also wanted to slip his paws into the back of hir diaper and squeeze hir ass, too. 						Jeffrey eased hir back until only hir tip remained inside his before slowly easing hir back in. He wanted to take this slow, being a little pent up, he wanted to be able to last. Slowly the pace built, until the room reverberated with the sound of hir knot slapping against his cock head. The pup secretly relaxed into the act, trying to cum early so as not to outlast the worried man. 											The sloth was actually a caught off guard when the pup stiffen and slammed forward, knotting his cock head. The sudden pain was overwhelmed however by the pleasure of hir seed flooding into him. The puppy juice flowed right up his cock and into his balls, slightly inflating them. That didn't last however as Jeffrey suddenly blasted it all back. The pup, still spraying, was pushed out with a 'PLOP', and only barely managed to not tumble off his lap, their combined spunk covering hir tummy and diaper.							"Haaah. Haah. I haven't blasted like that since... THE SHOTGUN!!!", Jeffrey suddenly cried out turning towards the door again.  Indeed the shotgun he had left next to it was missing. He didn't have time to get up and look for it, however, as a cold metal blade sliced across his throat. He bled out in seconds, going limp on top of the pup.				Baby New Year crawled out from under the grown sloth, and stepped onto the ground. Shi turned to see what happened, only to see the lamb standing on the desk with her knife coverewd in more blood, "Play?". The pup looked at the sealed door behind hir, but decided shi didn't have time. Instead shi scrambled over the sloth and onto the table next to the little sheep.											Shi stood inches from the blood covered lamb, who was busy licking blood off her knife. "Okay, little Miss Psycho butt! I'll play!", the pup tackled the lamb, knocking them both off their feet. Baby New Year then gave the little sheep a kiss, "But next year you run and I get to cahse you, okay?". The lamb nodded enthusiastically as they started making out in the sloths pooled blood.
One week later, in a samll town in the US, furs everywhere were going about their lives as normally as they could. THough some were still mourning theose lost in the purge, including a young leopard boy and his girlfriend, a slightly older raven girl. While the boy was glad to be free of his abusive brother, his girlfriend worried she would lose her home without her fathers. Her fears were lifted, however, when a sizable inheritance came her way. Apparently she had also lost a rich distant relative in the Purge. She would miss her daddy sloth just as much as she missed her daddy roo, but with this money, she and her boyfriend would be able to live comfortably.