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It was a 5x5 box with a a plant in one corner that he had watered for almost a year before he realized it was plastic. His desk was merely a depressing gray laminate shelf topped by two monitors, an old, yellowed plasticwired keyboard, a mouse and an old, chipped, stained white coffee mug filled with pens, highlighters and pencil. Otherwise he had a rolling chair,and a small file cabinet.window\n \nAfter nearly 15 years with the company, Marco had his own office with a real window. The window faced the back of the warehouse and some dumpsters three stories down and it was screwed shut, but it was still window. \n \nMarco assumed that the company must have had one too many employees decide that jumping was a better option than continuing on, hence why it wouldn’t open. There were deadlines to be accomplished after all, so they couldn’t have that. \n \nMarco sat down and just stared at the monochrome screens for several long moments. The computer and its software were ancient, the old tower unit hummed like a transformer. Some in the office claimed they were bullet proof and were steam driven by boilers down in the basement. After having to move a few of the computers when he switched offices, Marco could attest they weighed enough to be bulletproof. Everyone wished the company would update the systems,but upper management claimed that the old system still worked and was too expensive to replace. \n \nMarco took a sheet of paper off the top of the stack in his inbox and clipped it into a holder so it would stand up while he typed. He ran a black claw down one of the columns that showed completed production of the aluminum cans the company he worked for made. \n \nHe rubbed his eyes, then, with left paw on the letter keys and right paw on the number pad started typing the completed production inventory codes and numbers into the columns and rows for the different orders and shipments with barely a glance at the screen. \n \nOccasionally, he glanced at the second screen to make sure it had updated with the new numbers he had just entered. He was nearly done with a new the stack of production orders. His eyes felt like they had been sandpapered. Thenhe heard a click and boop, then near silence. Marco’s ears shot up then dropped as he watched both screens go blank as yet another power outage shut everything down. \n \nMarco sighed and rubbed his eyes, he knew the ancient system wouldn’t have saved. And all the work he just finished would now need to be redone. It was going to be a long day. \n \nHe leaned back in his office chair and looked out his open office door. No one was looking so he opened a lower desk drawer and poured himself a drink of water from a canteen he kept locked away. He was on the clock and company policy wasto only drink Mr.Fuzzi pop, all rights reserved, from one of the office vending machines. Sometimes he just wanted a drink of water. Yes it was against the rules and if he got caught they’d dock his pay, so it had to stay his little secret. \n \nMarco sat at his desk and used his paddle ball to keep himself occupied as he listened to the others in the outer office chat among themselves. The power outages could last minutes or hours, he just had to wait it out. He just sat and waited. Thesmall rubber ball on the string went bong bong bong as he waited. \n \nNearly an hour passed before power was restored. The office lights and air conditioning come back on. Marco turned back to the computer, which come back to life. He logged in and, as he feared, almost all the work he had done for the past few hours was lost. Marco made a fist and gently hit the desktop. The old coffee cup bounced, rattling the pens “Damn old POS system.” Ah well, he figured it was time for lunch anyhow.He stood up and padded back to the break room and opened the refrigerator. \n \nMarco pulled out his Hungry-Dog tv dinner, Backyard BBQ., The main dish being sliced guts in real blood and barbeque sauce, with sides of corn and mixed greens, and a milk-bone brownie dessert. It was his favorite of the Hungry-Dog meals,even if the taste was so-so it was decent enough and the price was right. He pulled the tray out of the box and used one of his claws to poke some holes in the cleat plastic over main meal and tossed the plastic tray in the microwave. He leaned against the counter and watched the timer tick down the three and a half minutes it too to heat up his lunch. He carried it back to his desk and sat down.\n \nHe splashed a bit of Tabasco over the bits of liver, kidney and a few strands of intestines before taking a spoon full, blowing on it and started to eat. \n \nAs he sat alone at his desk and ate his lunch, Marco thought to himself it was a hell of a life. He worked in a box, ate out of a box and went home to his small high-rise apartment, which was little more than a box. All this for what, to make aluminum cans for the Mr Fuzzi Pop Corporation All rights reserved? Theymade the soda he was required to drink, the food he was eating right now. Hell, they probably made the box too. If he put in 40-50 years, maybe when he died, most likely at his desk, his estate would have enough money for him to be buried in a box versus having his remains rendered for gods only knew what – Hungry Dog TV dinners? He shivered a little at the thought.\n \nAll these lovely thoughts occurred to him. He hadn’t had more than the weekend off in years and couldn’t remember what real meat or fresh blood tasted like. At least food that didn’t come in a box from the freezer section or jug in the fresh dairy/blood refrigerators. \n \nMarco shrugged off the idea as he finished the last spoonful of his TV dinner. Then he got back to work. While he logged into the system, knew there was no way he was going to get this all done before the end of the shift unless he really hammered it out. \n \nHe flipped back to the first page of production numbers and went to make copies so he could give those directly to the evening shift shipping department. \n \nHe tossed the stack of papers into the top of the photocopier and hit the start button, then turned around and leaned against the machine as it started its work. The machine buzzed and whirred as copies dropped into the tray as Marco zoned out. When was the last time he trimmed his claws or conditioned his tail ? \n \nHalf way through the job Marco heard another click and bang. Marco’s ears shot up. He looked around. The lights were still on. A split second later, he felt and smelled it. He looked down at his paws. His tan paws and his black claws along with a good portion of the copier room and the bottom, and a quarter of his tail were now completely covered in toner. \n \nHe wanted to bark or howl or pick up something very heavy and beat the cantankerous old piece of junk photo copier into small bits of broken plastic and glass. Instead, he just took a very deep breath, grabbed the original papers out of the rack padded out of the printer room, leaving black paw prints as he went. Marco knocked and leaned into his boss’s office. The boss looked up from a shack of papers of his own without a word. \n \nMarco turned to show the bottom of his tail was black… again. \n \nHis boss a stereotypically good natured golden retriever ready to please, wanted to be everyone’s friend at all times. The bossnever actually wanted to make any decisions for fear of being perceived as disagreeable. He put o paw to his own cheek. “ No not again, we just had that fixed, they promised that it was super-duper fixed this time.” \n \nMarco just shook his head “ Well, Lenny, its not super-duper fixed. It just shit itself again, it’s all over the place including my paws, my new pants and my damn tail!” \n \nLenny sighed and huffed “ Oh no not your new pants, those are very nice too, great fit, you need a tissue?” Lenny grabbed several tissues from the box on his desk and held them out. \n \nMarco leaned against the door and looked down. His new pants were just covered in black toner up past his hocks. “Grrr no Lenny, I don’t need a tissue, these pants are probably ruined. Would you please just have that old thing replaced already? And it would be nice if you would reimburse me for a new pair of pants?” \n \nLenny pulled air through his teeth “ Ummm yeah, not in the budget, sorry. I’ll call the repair people right now. I’ll have to get back with you on the pants, you know the budget is really tight right now. I’ll tell you I know a really good dry cleaner. They can get just about anything out, I spilled some red wine on those boating shorts last summer, they worked miracles!” \n \n“ You just bring those to me tomorrow, we can’t have you getting undressed in the office now can we, what would people say?” Lenny chuckled to himself and put on a big smile which Marco didn’t return.\n \nMarco returned to his office and sat down again, cracked his knuckles, flipped back to the first page of the production orders and started vigorously typing. His paw pads flew over the keys, he only paused to blink hard a few times and take a swig of his Mr fizzy pop classic, all right reserved. Finally, after two hours, right as the days' normal shift was nearly up, he was almost back to where he was before the power cut out. Hesuddenly remembered, and hovered his cursor over the ‘Save’ button. Maybe just maybe he would only have to stay over a couple hou… \n \nThe power flickered just for a second or two at the most.Marco‘s heart jumped into his throat as he looked at the screen. The screen flickered, went dark and the computer started rebooting again. Marco just stared wordlessly at the green computer screen, as its start-up prompt flashed across the screen. The normally even tempered jackal’s right eye twitched. \n \nA young German Shepherd intern rolled back out of his cubicle on his roller chair at the sound of something being slammed into a desk and looked around. It sounded like someone taking a keyboard and smashing it repeatedly into a desk top. And sure enough a broken in half smashed half of a keyboard flew out of Marco‘s office and landed in the hallway with a spray of lose keys. \n \nFor a few moments Marco stood in the doorway of his office and panted. Half of the keyboard dangled from his right paw. He seemed to catch his breath and made a left out of his office. He met Lenny in the aisle between the rows of cubicles as Lenny was coming to investigate the crashing noises. Before Lenny could say anything. Marco shoved the broken keyboard at Lenny‘s chest. Marco said without emotion. “Keyboard up and died replace it would you, thanks I’m taking five” Lenny just tooked the broken keyboard and nodded as Marco continued past hm. \n \nMarco stopped and looked at the break room vending machine. He stepped into the break room, grabbed one of the chairs from one of the tables, lifted over his head, ready to send the chair into the front of the treacherous vending machine. After several long moments he thought better of it. He took another deep breath, sighed and put the chair down before he walked out of the room. \n \nA Jack Russell anthro, sitting in the corner of the break room watched as Marco entered than left the break-room, he shipped his coffee and thought to himself that was odd.\n \nMarco didn’t feel like paying the measly five credits to take the elevator down so he just took the stairs, at least those were still free, at least for now. He walked through the lobby and into the overcast cloudy day light. After walking for five minutes along the cracked sidewalk lined with non-descript businesses, Marco saw the dark brownish gray buildingto the Mega-lo Mart. Hepadded across the half empty parking lot and entered through the sliding glass doors.\n \nA mostly grey elderly anthro leopard greeter just inside smiled and said “welcome to Mega-lo…” and stopped when he saw the expression on Marco’s face. Marco walked past the greeter without saying a word. \n \nMarco walked past the different grocery aisles and trusted his nose would lead him to the correct one. He turned down one that held prepackaged baked goods and found what he was looking for. He grabbed a box then, two boxes of honey buns. When heturned to head to the check out something else caught his nose. He sniffed, than sniffed again. \n \nSomething smelled good and it was wasn’t the factory made, prepackaged, chemical laden shelf-stable, apocalyptic proof, honey buns, he held in his paws. It smelled sweet-salty with a hint of almonds and iron in a far more natural way. \n \nMarco put his nose in the air and started searching for the scent, he looked down the different rows of shelves. It wasn’t coming from the meat section, with its prepackaged government subsidized meat and single elderly cow chained to the wall with her huge saggy udder and large nipples. \n \nMarco frowned and thought he might be losing his mind and headed back towards the checkout, then glanced down the grains and cereal aisle, and stopped. \n \nAn anthro doe in her mid-twenties, maybe thirtyish was locked into one of those corporate punishment stocks, very medieval really. And now that Marco thought about it, he remembered hearing something about some foolish doe saying on social media that Mr. Fuzzi Pop diet still tasted a little off. It would have been a rather innocuous critique in most places. \n \nBut in post second civil war IUS daring to question Mr Fuzzi Pop Corp, all rights reserved, was like questioning everyone’s way of life, questioning freedom itself. It was an excellent way for herbivores to end up, sliced and diced and on the meat market. For predators that would be a good way to find yourself with your pelt removed. It was something you simply didn’t do. To say nothing of what an amazing product at an excellent price it is. Now in 20 different flavors with holiday variances that came out seasonally. \n \nMarco thought that she must be pretty wealthy and or well educated to not be chained up in the meat department next to the cow. This kind of public punishment was more to make a point. Marco shoved the honey buns on a nearby shelf and decided to get a closer sniff. \n \nThe trapped doe did no more than glance at Marco as he tried to nonchalantly walk up the row. He pretended to glance at fig newtons, granola bars and instant oats.\n \nMarco moved around behind the whitetail doe and continued to pretend to look at more breakfast grains and cereals. The smell from the doe’s wet pants and panties was intoxicating. It made Marco’s heart rate speed up, his stomach growl and his mouth water. He wiped drool from his chin, looked to see if anyone else was in this grocery aisle, and thankfully no one was. \n \nMarco looked over his shoulder one more time before he put his nose right on the doe’s piss soaked pants right between her legs, millimeters from her asshole. He sighed in delight, her scent was strong, direct and as fresh as it comes. A lovely bouquet of herbivore sweet salty urine, fear and stress hormones, plus the little pellets of her drippings. Just what really drove Marco just a little crazy was a mix of stale dried and mix of wet fresh menstrual blood. \n \nOh yes she was in season and there were few things that a self-respecting canine loved more. \n \nThe smell of the urine and blood mixed with just a bit of deer droppings reminded Marco of the holidays at home, large feasts and his mother‘s home cooking. \n \nMarco thought back to a time when he was just a pup and got in so much trouble. The night before a major holiday he snuck down to the pantry in the middle of the night. They had a young mule deer buck, Marco remembered his ears seemed like they nearly touched both walls of the pantry. He was very low-grade meat. \n \nThey got the young buck from the hospital after the family couldn’t keep paying the medical bills. So they had him soaking in herbs, spices and seasonings to get the hospital stink off. \n \nMarco had just wanted to sniff the meats ass but at such a young age, he couldn’t help himself and had eaten most of the bucks left ass cheek and rectum until he was completely stuffed and fell asleep on the kitchen floor. \n \nWhen his parents woke up the next morning, they were so pissed to find blood all over the pantry and kitchen, the meat barely alive with his rear, mostly eaten out. Marco was laid out on the kitchen floor like a stuffed pig, a belly full of fresh meat and guts. He was forced to do all the cleaning that holiday plus was grounded for a month. \n \nMarco got a very similar feeling right than, just all the stress of his job, paying bills things needing fixed, errands needing to be run. The cost of fresh meat having skyrocketed in recent years. Just this time he was no pup he knew better than to just go to town. Even if this doe had a zero social credit score at least until her sentence was done, she belonged to Mr Fuzzi Pop at least for now. \n \nHe would just sniff maybe just lick a little, he couldn’t get in trouble for just a little taste it was still a free country after all. \n \nMarco ignored whatever the doe was jabbering on about, something about not being for sale and please don’t eat her, she had a fawn she had a family blah blah blah. He hated when herbivores wouldn’t shut the fuck up and grabbed the doe’s pants and yanked them down below her ass. \n \nNormally the deer people were meticulous about their grooming, some people said they showered and cleaned two or three times a day. You could be sitting next to them on the train or bus not even get a hint of their body odor. When Marco pulled down the doe’s pants that was not the case, he got a nose full and wanted nothing more than to bury his muzzle between her legs. \n \nAt that moment, Marco surrendered to his natural urges to lick and eat every delicious morsel of her sweet juicy pussy, uterus and rectum. Until he could just reach inside take large paws full of her guts with their smooth, clean noodle like substance. He imagined just letting them slide down his throat until he couldn’t eat another bite. \n \nThankfully for both, after a moment of weakness where Marco sank his teeth and fangs into the doe’s shaven and stamped right ass cheek. Marco enjoyed the feel of his fangs in her clean flesh, the blood on his tongue and sound of the sharp bleat of pain from his prey that knows it’s about to be eaten. He controlled himself and didn’t pull off a bloody chunk of delicious meat from the doe’s ham. \n \nMarco kneeled down behind and to one side of the doe, ignoringher feeble kicks, bleats of pain and offers to suck his dick for as long as he wanted. He had heard of predators doing such things and found it distasteful, no pun intended. Why would he put his cock in what he was about to eat? Would he knot a cheese burger or queso dip, hell no those are food, keep your nasty knot away from them…have some dignity for heavens sake.\n \nMarco licked at her blood covered vulva being careful to not lose control again and bite. The small stream of urine that ran down the doe’s right leg just made Marco even hungrier. He thought maybe just maybe this doe would be worth the hefty fine and hit to his social credit score. \n \nHe could work some extra hours off the clock, move some stocks around and build things back up, probably in a few months.\n \nMarco grabbed the doe’s tail and pulled it up, earning himself another tearful and angry bleat from doe. He ran his tongue over and round her asshole. She tasted healthy and fresh, no hospital meat here. He smashed his muzzle against her posterior, his teeth and fangs pushed firmly against her soft pink, delicate skin around her anus. \n \nIt took a bit of pressure with his tongue but he was finally about to lick inside of her rectum and she tasted great. 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Marco sighed in defeat, took a deep breath straightened his necktie and exited the small depressing monotone gray break-room. He considered that If he couldn’t get his mid-morning sugar high. He could go to the bathroom and lick himself for a few minutes but decided against it.
Marco padded past what seemed like endless rows of cubicles as phones rang, keyboards clicked and countless other anthros worked away in their prison like cubicle boxes.
Marco entered his own private office. It was a 5x5 box with a a plant in one corner that he had watered for almost a year before he realized it was plastic. His desk was merely a depressing gray laminate shelf topped by two monitors, an old, yellowed plasticwired keyboard, a mouse and an old, chipped, stained white coffee mug filled with pens, highlighters and pencil. Otherwise he had a rolling chair,and a small file cabinet.window
After nearly 15 years with the company, Marco had his own office with a real window. The window faced the back of the warehouse and some dumpsters three stories down and it was screwed shut, but it was still window.
Marco assumed that the company must have had one too many employees decide that jumping was a better option than continuing on, hence why it wouldn’t open. There were deadlines to be accomplished after all, so they couldn’t have that.
Marco sat down and just stared at the monochrome screens for several long moments. The computer and its software were ancient, the old tower unit hummed like a transformer. Some in the office claimed they were bullet proof and were steam driven by boilers down in the basement. After having to move a few of the computers when he switched offices, Marco could attest they weighed enough to be bulletproof. Everyone wished the company would update the systems,but upper management claimed that the old system still worked and was too expensive to replace.
Marco took a sheet of paper off the top of the stack in his inbox and clipped it into a holder so it would stand up while he typed. He ran a black claw down one of the columns that showed completed production of the aluminum cans the company he worked for made.
He rubbed his eyes, then, with left paw on the letter keys and right paw on the number pad started typing the completed production inventory codes and numbers into the columns and rows for the different orders and shipments with barely a glance at the screen.
Occasionally, he glanced at the second screen to make sure it had updated with the new numbers he had just entered. He was nearly done with a new the stack of production orders. His eyes felt like they had been sandpapered. Thenhe heard a click and boop, then near silence. Marco’s ears shot up then dropped as he watched both screens go blank as yet another power outage shut everything down.
Marco sighed and rubbed his eyes, he knew the ancient system wouldn’t have saved. And all the work he just finished would now need to be redone. It was going to be a long day.
He leaned back in his office chair and looked out his open office door. No one was looking so he opened a lower desk drawer and poured himself a drink of water from a canteen he kept locked away. He was on the clock and company policy wasto only drink Mr.Fuzzi pop, all rights reserved, from one of the office vending machines. Sometimes he just wanted a drink of water. Yes it was against the rules and if he got caught they’d dock his pay, so it had to stay his little secret.
Marco sat at his desk and used his paddle ball to keep himself occupied as he listened to the others in the outer office chat among themselves. The power outages could last minutes or hours, he just had to wait it out. He just sat and waited. Thesmall rubber ball on the string went bong bong bong as he waited.
Nearly an hour passed before power was restored. The office lights and air conditioning come back on. Marco turned back to the computer, which come back to life. He logged in and, as he feared, almost all the work he had done for the past few hours was lost. Marco made a fist and gently hit the desktop. The old coffee cup bounced, rattling the pens “Damn old POS system.” Ah well, he figured it was time for lunch anyhow.He stood up and padded back to the break room and opened the refrigerator.
Marco pulled out his Hungry-Dog tv dinner, Backyard BBQ., The main dish being sliced guts in real blood and barbeque sauce, with sides of corn and mixed greens, and a milk-bone brownie dessert. It was his favorite of the Hungry-Dog meals,even if the taste was so-so it was decent enough and the price was right. He pulled the tray out of the box and used one of his claws to poke some holes in the cleat plastic over main meal and tossed the plastic tray in the microwave. He leaned against the counter and watched the timer tick down the three and a half minutes it too to heat up his lunch. He carried it back to his desk and sat down.
He splashed a bit of Tabasco over the bits of liver, kidney and a few strands of intestines before taking a spoon full, blowing on it and started to eat.
As he sat alone at his desk and ate his lunch, Marco thought to himself it was a hell of a life. He worked in a box, ate out of a box and went home to his small high-rise apartment, which was little more than a box. All this for what, to make aluminum cans for the Mr Fuzzi Pop Corporation All rights reserved? Theymade the soda he was required to drink, the food he was eating right now. Hell, they probably made the box too. If he put in 40-50 years, maybe when he died, most likely at his desk, his estate would have enough money for him to be buried in a box versus having his remains rendered for gods only knew what – Hungry Dog TV dinners? He shivered a little at the thought.
All these lovely thoughts occurred to him. He hadn’t had more than the weekend off in years and couldn’t remember what real meat or fresh blood tasted like. At least food that didn’t come in a box from the freezer section or jug in the fresh dairy/blood refrigerators.
Marco shrugged off the idea as he finished the last spoonful of his TV dinner. Then he got back to work. While he logged into the system, knew there was no way he was going to get this all done before the end of the shift unless he really hammered it out.
He flipped back to the first page of production numbers and went to make copies so he could give those directly to the evening shift shipping department.
He tossed the stack of papers into the top of the photocopier and hit the start button, then turned around and leaned against the machine as it started its work. The machine buzzed and whirred as copies dropped into the tray as Marco zoned out. When was the last time he trimmed his claws or conditioned his tail ?
Half way through the job Marco heard another click and bang. Marco’s ears shot up. He looked around. The lights were still on. A split second later, he felt and smelled it. He looked down at his paws. His tan paws and his black claws along with a good portion of the copier room and the bottom, and a quarter of his tail were now completely covered in toner.
He wanted to bark or howl or pick up something very heavy and beat the cantankerous old piece of junk photo copier into small bits of broken plastic and glass. Instead, he just took a very deep breath, grabbed the original papers out of the rack padded out of the printer room, leaving black paw prints as he went. Marco knocked and leaned into his boss’s office. The boss looked up from a shack of papers of his own without a word.
Marco turned to show the bottom of his tail was black… again.
His boss a stereotypically good natured golden retriever ready to please, wanted to be everyone’s friend at all times. The bossnever actually wanted to make any decisions for fear of being perceived as disagreeable. He put o paw to his own cheek. “ No not again, we just had that fixed, they promised that it was super-duper fixed this time.”
Marco just shook his head “ Well, Lenny, its not super-duper fixed. It just shit itself again, it’s all over the place including my paws, my new pants and my damn tail!”
Lenny sighed and huffed “ Oh no not your new pants, those are very nice too, great fit, you need a tissue?” Lenny grabbed several tissues from the box on his desk and held them out.
Marco leaned against the door and looked down. His new pants were just covered in black toner up past his hocks. “Grrr no Lenny, I don’t need a tissue, these pants are probably ruined. Would you please just have that old thing replaced already? And it would be nice if you would reimburse me for a new pair of pants?”
Lenny pulled air through his teeth “ Ummm yeah, not in the budget, sorry. I’ll call the repair people right now. I’ll have to get back with you on the pants, you know the budget is really tight right now. I’ll tell you I know a really good dry cleaner. They can get just about anything out, I spilled some red wine on those boating shorts last summer, they worked miracles!”
“ You just bring those to me tomorrow, we can’t have you getting undressed in the office now can we, what would people say?” Lenny chuckled to himself and put on a big smile which Marco didn’t return.
Marco returned to his office and sat down again, cracked his knuckles, flipped back to the first page of the production orders and started vigorously typing. His paw pads flew over the keys, he only paused to blink hard a few times and take a swig of his Mr fizzy pop classic, all right reserved. Finally, after two hours, right as the days' normal shift was nearly up, he was almost back to where he was before the power cut out. Hesuddenly remembered, and hovered his cursor over the ‘Save’ button. Maybe just maybe he would only have to stay over a couple hou…
The power flickered just for a second or two at the most.Marco‘s heart jumped into his throat as he looked at the screen. The screen flickered, went dark and the computer started rebooting again. Marco just stared wordlessly at the green computer screen, as its start-up prompt flashed across the screen. The normally even tempered jackal’s right eye twitched.
A young German Shepherd intern rolled back out of his cubicle on his roller chair at the sound of something being slammed into a desk and looked around. It sounded like someone taking a keyboard and smashing it repeatedly into a desk top. And sure enough a broken in half smashed half of a keyboard flew out of Marco‘s office and landed in the hallway with a spray of lose keys.
For a few moments Marco stood in the doorway of his office and panted. Half of the keyboard dangled from his right paw. He seemed to catch his breath and made a left out of his office. He met Lenny in the aisle between the rows of cubicles as Lenny was coming to investigate the crashing noises. Before Lenny could say anything. Marco shoved the broken keyboard at Lenny‘s chest. Marco said without emotion. “Keyboard up and died replace it would you, thanks I’m taking five” Lenny just tooked the broken keyboard and nodded as Marco continued past hm.
Marco stopped and looked at the break room vending machine. He stepped into the break room, grabbed one of the chairs from one of the tables, lifted over his head, ready to send the chair into the front of the treacherous vending machine. After several long moments he thought better of it. He took another deep breath, sighed and put the chair down before he walked out of the room.
A Jack Russell anthro, sitting in the corner of the break room watched as Marco entered than left the break-room, he shipped his coffee and thought to himself that was odd.
Marco didn’t feel like paying the measly five credits to take the elevator down so he just took the stairs, at least those were still free, at least for now. He walked through the lobby and into the overcast cloudy day light. After walking for five minutes along the cracked sidewalk lined with non-descript businesses, Marco saw the dark brownish gray buildingto the Mega-lo Mart. Hepadded across the half empty parking lot and entered through the sliding glass doors.
A mostly grey elderly anthro leopard greeter just inside smiled and said “welcome to Mega-lo…” and stopped when he saw the expression on Marco’s face. Marco walked past the greeter without saying a word.
Marco walked past the different grocery aisles and trusted his nose would lead him to the correct one. He turned down one that held prepackaged baked goods and found what he was looking for. He grabbed a box then, two boxes of honey buns. When heturned to head to the check out something else caught his nose. He sniffed, than sniffed again.
Something smelled good and it was wasn’t the factory made, prepackaged, chemical laden shelf-stable, apocalyptic proof, honey buns, he held in his paws. It smelled sweet-salty with a hint of almonds and iron in a far more natural way.
Marco put his nose in the air and started searching for the scent, he looked down the different rows of shelves. It wasn’t coming from the meat section, with its prepackaged government subsidized meat and single elderly cow chained to the wall with her huge saggy udder and large nipples.
Marco frowned and thought he might be losing his mind and headed back towards the checkout, then glanced down the grains and cereal aisle, and stopped.
An anthro doe in her mid-twenties, maybe thirtyish was locked into one of those corporate punishment stocks, very medieval really. And now that Marco thought about it, he remembered hearing something about some foolish doe saying on social media that Mr. Fuzzi Pop diet still tasted a little off. It would have been a rather innocuous critique in most places.
But in post second civil war IUS daring to question Mr Fuzzi Pop Corp, all rights reserved, was like questioning everyone’s way of life, questioning freedom itself. It was an excellent way for herbivores to end up, sliced and diced and on the meat market. For predators that would be a good way to find yourself with your pelt removed. It was something you simply didn’t do. To say nothing of what an amazing product at an excellent price it is. Now in 20 different flavors with holiday variances that came out seasonally.
Marco thought that she must be pretty wealthy and or well educated to not be chained up in the meat department next to the cow. This kind of public punishment was more to make a point. Marco shoved the honey buns on a nearby shelf and decided to get a closer sniff.
The trapped doe did no more than glance at Marco as he tried to nonchalantly walk up the row. He pretended to glance at fig newtons, granola bars and instant oats.
Marco moved around behind the whitetail doe and continued to pretend to look at more breakfast grains and cereals. The smell from the doe’s wet pants and panties was intoxicating. It made Marco’s heart rate speed up, his stomach growl and his mouth water. He wiped drool from his chin, looked to see if anyone else was in this grocery aisle, and thankfully no one was.
Marco looked over his shoulder one more time before he put his nose right on the doe’s piss soaked pants right between her legs, millimeters from her asshole. He sighed in delight, her scent was strong, direct and as fresh as it comes. A lovely bouquet of herbivore sweet salty urine, fear and stress hormones, plus the little pellets of her drippings. Just what really drove Marco just a little crazy was a mix of stale dried and mix of wet fresh menstrual blood.
Oh yes she was in season and there were few things that a self-respecting canine loved more.
The smell of the urine and blood mixed with just a bit of deer droppings reminded Marco of the holidays at home, large feasts and his mother‘s home cooking.
Marco thought back to a time when he was just a pup and got in so much trouble. The night before a major holiday he snuck down to the pantry in the middle of the night. They had a young mule deer buck, Marco remembered his ears seemed like they nearly touched both walls of the pantry. He was very low-grade meat.
They got the young buck from the hospital after the family couldn’t keep paying the medical bills. So they had him soaking in herbs, spices and seasonings to get the hospital stink off.
Marco had just wanted to sniff the meats ass but at such a young age, he couldn’t help himself and had eaten most of the bucks left ass cheek and rectum until he was completely stuffed and fell asleep on the kitchen floor.
When his parents woke up the next morning, they were so pissed to find blood all over the pantry and kitchen, the meat barely alive with his rear, mostly eaten out. Marco was laid out on the kitchen floor like a stuffed pig, a belly full of fresh meat and guts. He was forced to do all the cleaning that holiday plus was grounded for a month.
Marco got a very similar feeling right than, just all the stress of his job, paying bills things needing fixed, errands needing to be run. The cost of fresh meat having skyrocketed in recent years. Just this time he was no pup he knew better than to just go to town. Even if this doe had a zero social credit score at least until her sentence was done, she belonged to Mr Fuzzi Pop at least for now.
He would just sniff maybe just lick a little, he couldn’t get in trouble for just a little taste it was still a free country after all.
Marco ignored whatever the doe was jabbering on about, something about not being for sale and please don’t eat her, she had a fawn she had a family blah blah blah. He hated when herbivores wouldn’t shut the fuck up and grabbed the doe’s pants and yanked them down below her ass.
Normally the deer people were meticulous about their grooming, some people said they showered and cleaned two or three times a day. You could be sitting next to them on the train or bus not even get a hint of their body odor. When Marco pulled down the doe’s pants that was not the case, he got a nose full and wanted nothing more than to bury his muzzle between her legs.
At that moment, Marco surrendered to his natural urges to lick and eat every delicious morsel of her sweet juicy pussy, uterus and rectum. Until he could just reach inside take large paws full of her guts with their smooth, clean noodle like substance. He imagined just letting them slide down his throat until he couldn’t eat another bite.
Thankfully for both, after a moment of weakness where Marco sank his teeth and fangs into the doe’s shaven and stamped right ass cheek. Marco enjoyed the feel of his fangs in her clean flesh, the blood on his tongue and sound of the sharp bleat of pain from his prey that knows it’s about to be eaten. He controlled himself and didn’t pull off a bloody chunk of delicious meat from the doe’s ham.
Marco kneeled down behind and to one side of the doe, ignoringher feeble kicks, bleats of pain and offers to suck his dick for as long as he wanted. He had heard of predators doing such things and found it distasteful, no pun intended. Why would he put his cock in what he was about to eat? Would he knot a cheese burger or queso dip, hell no those are food, keep your nasty knot away from them…have some dignity for heavens sake.
Marco licked at her blood covered vulva being careful to not lose control again and bite. The small stream of urine that ran down the doe’s right leg just made Marco even hungrier. He thought maybe just maybe this doe would be worth the hefty fine and hit to his social credit score.
He could work some extra hours off the clock, move some stocks around and build things back up, probably in a few months.
Marco grabbed the doe’s tail and pulled it up, earning himself another tearful and angry bleat from doe. He ran his tongue over and round her asshole. She tasted healthy and fresh, no hospital meat here. He smashed his muzzle against her posterior, his teeth and fangs pushed firmly against her soft pink, delicate skin around her anus.
It took a bit of pressure with his tongue but he was finally about to lick inside of her rectum and she tasted great. She had the clean earthy taste of a high-class herbivore.
He pulled back for a breath, just as he heard someone yell from behind him
“ HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”
Marco jerked back and put up his paws a split second before he heard a small pop, and a rapid clicking followed almost immediately by the sensation someone had jammed his tail into a wall outlet! He felt like he was struck by lightning!!
Marco‘s entire body went stiff and rigid, he flopped over onto his side as the extremely powerful 75,000 volt taser did its work. After electricity finally stopped coursing through his body. Marco just lay on his side on the floor. His toner stained pants were now soaked in piss and filled with shit. The Black bear security guard, gave him a kick to the ribs just for good measure which doubled him over.
“DAMN DIRTY DOGS HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU… NO FUCKING OR EATING THE DISPLAYS!”
As the bear dragged him toward the exit, Marco thought to himself that he hoped none of his ribs were broken and that this was the perfect end to just one of those days!”
Art done by my good friend and eternally patient https://www.furaffinity.net/user/himeragoldtail
The story was very generously edited by my good friend and long time writing couch https://inkbunny.net/TheNarnianWolf
A very special thank you for anyone that has read this far, if you have enjoyed the story and art and want to see more like this. Please leave a comment below, I read all of them and try to respond to every one I receive. Everyone’s comments are truly appreciated and great encouragement for me to order more art and write more stories.
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