The party was in full swing, all of the pledges and brothers of Varitas Sigma Delta were sprawled across the common room of their frat house, the music mind-numbingly loud as the bass reverberated off the walls. The frat had the reputation of being the hardest partying on the Furveris University campus, as their related low-graduation and average GPA among fraternity members would show.
This hardly affected their membership numbers, each year VSD was one of the most applied to frats given their reckless partying and low-care vibe was popular among the pupils looking to enjoy college life for more than just book smarts.
“Where the hell is Adam?” hollered out a coyote’s voice from behind a large stack of pizza boxes, laying on his back with a chilled bottle of beer in his already intoxicated paw.
“Fuckin’, err, I dunno, that bunny pledge needed him for somethin.” A Jackal replied from the opposite end of the pizza boxes, his hands occupied with a topless female fox who was grinding over his lap to the beat of the song.
“What the fuck, leavin the brothers hanging for the new guy?…whatever man, bring that bitch over here.” the Coyote replied as he wobbled to his feet, unable to stand up properly and falling face first into the pizza boxes.
The crashing of the falling lupine into the boxes and reverberating bass was audible from the presidential bedroom upstairs, the door was firmly shut, locked, and towels had been placed under the cracks of the door, a single dirty sock hanging from the doorknob being the telltale indicator the room was occupied.
However, while most of his brothers and subordinates would have walked past the door and figured he was busy with one of the many air headed bimbos that found their way into VSD’s hard parties, the truth occurring in the bedroom’s confines was far beyond the frat’s expectations of their president.


His eyes were wide, his breathing intensified, as Adam was flat on his back, his head writhing against the pillow as soft, unwilling whines left his lips, his fingertips clawing firmly into the disheveled linens of his bed as he was paralyzed in shock, lust, and confusion.
He was half naked, his rippling abs and toned chest were on full display, the black furred highly maintained alpha wolf was exposed, his lower half only clad in black gym shorts which hardly did anything in concealing his well endowed, lengthy, fully erect knotted cock that throbbed against the smooth fabric, practically straining the threads.
How did it get this far? Was there any way that it could have been avoided? Why was he whimpering in such pleasure that he adamantly had refused others on so many occasions. It’s not like this sly talking rabbit was the first male to hit on him, with his cut studly body, it was sort of common. But the wolf was happily taken by Veronica, the envy of most of his frat brothers, a busty, sexually eager jaguar that he had been dating for most of this semester.
In stark contrast to his apparent heterosexuality, directly to his left with intentional and forceful gropes to the wolf’s chest, was Nick, the supple smaller male rabbit, his well shampooed fluffy tan fur and average build hardly comparable to the absolute unit he had somehow pinned down under his smaller, gripping handpaws. 
Adam’s mind was racing with a clustered mess of sensations that rushed through his body in waves, his eyes went from beaming to closing, attempting as poorly as he could to mask his deep enjoyment of what was occurring.
“What’s wrong? Can’t take it anymore, I’m barely touching you.” Nick teased. He then took both of his hands and firmly grasped over the wolf’s muscular breasts, his thumbs slowly, teasingly slipping down over the perky, exposed nipples of the larger hunk under him, he flicked the digits over their sensitive, goosebumps covered surfaces as he grinned mischievously. 
Adam whined out like a bitch in heat, his pleasure hitting a level he couldn’t contain as the soft fingers of the smaller male flicked and rubbed over his incredibly sensitive, rock hard nipples with intentional circular motion, his tail flicked upward between his legs, laying firmly and fluffily against his twitching member, precum matting the front of his shorts with moisture.
“Oh god-damn, all it takes is a few little touches to your cute little titties and you melt like a bitch…What a shame, I thought the president was supposed to be tough…” Nick spoke firmly, leaning his herbivore head down over the whimpering, heated mess that was the predator beneath him.


In his mind, Adam was conflicted between thoughts of protecting his masculinity as it appeared to his frat, the burly wolf had what he tried hard to project as a tough, fighter, gym bro’s type personality. However the side becoming more prevalent in his mind was the suppressed, deeply hidden, and hardly exposed publicly side that he never expected to be discovered, let alone so easily taken advantage of by someone so much smaller, weaker and daintier than he.
All he had done was installed that stupid cruising app once, he just wanted to see if there was anyone else there that he recognized, it’s not like he used his face, a simple cropped image of his bulky abs he was so proud of, low and behold the newest pledge to his frat, the quirky and seemingly innocent rabbit, had definitely put two and two together to deduce who the otherwise anonymous user was, and now in the middle of their party, the new pledge seized the moment to blackmail the president, hardly knowing just how easy it was going to be.
And easy it was, the whimpering mess of a slowly more and more submissive wolf was half panting at the flicking motions of the rabbit’s thumbs, Nick taking keen notice to how badly it appeared to rile the apex wolf up, squeezed his pointers with his thumbs, clasping around Adam’s nipples with a firm grip.
“F- Fuck, Oh fuck!” Adam whined out, hardly able to contain the intense, deep pleasure surging through his sensitive chest.
“That’s right you little bitch…Beg for it.” Nick teased, letting go suddenly, depriving Adam of the pleasure he had just begun delivering.
Adam shook, his eyes closing tightly as he let out a whining howl, a mixture of annoyance and desperation as he opened his maw, his subtlety disappearing as lust and repressed needs were surfacing by the moment.
“PLEASE!” Adam whined out, all other thoughts leaving his lustful mind, his girlfriend, his frat, his reputation, all melting away in desire to be pushed further down this emotionally conflicting, highly pleasurable path.
“I dunno, it’s gonna cost you…Get those off.” Nick teased, sliding one hand downward and flicking the tent of Adam’s shorts, right near but not directly on his shaft, moreso on the fabric.
“Y- Yes…” Adam complied, reaching his bulky arms downward, practically tearing the shorts and absolutely precum soaked boxers down to his beefy ankles without hesitation.
“Yes what?” Nick reinforced, firmly, as he slid his daintier, smaller frame downward on the bed, removing the wolf’s last clothing from his legs and tossing them carelessly to the side of the room.
“Y- yes sir.” Adam gulped as he replied, sweat running down his brow as his eyes locked onto the rabbit’s frame.


Nick wasn’t even half his size, roughly a quarter of it if he was lucky, he could probably lift the rabbit with one hand casually, but here he was sweating, whimpering, leaking pre all over his abs with his freshly exposed, lengthy red shaft, practically begging for it as Nick reached down, spreading the president’s legs around his smaller waist. Only as the rabbit parted his legs did Adam lay eyes on something completely unexpected, he felt it slap atop his throbbing red shaft before his eyes had fully managed to absorb what he was seeing. Nick was hung, beyond measure, sure it wasn’t quite as thick as Adam’s pulsating alpha shaft, but it was definitely longer, with a more firm, thick skinned endowment that frotted oh so gently over the wolf’s.
“You like that don’t you?” Nick teased, grinding his hips forward a few times before sliding backward, gliding his lengthy lagomorph shaft down to the wolf’s dangling sack and just a few inches lower.
He did, he fucking LOVED it, Adam had wanted to be under a real man’s control for years, but never did he expect his deep, slutty desires to be enabled by a guy so much smaller, but so cocky, so surefire and enthusiastic, he wasn’t acting, Nick was truly the more dominant one in this odd couple.
“Who’s your master?” Nick teased, prodding his own leaky, thick tip to the sweaty, bulky assed tailhole of his wolf captive, grinning and letting out a soft moan of pleasure through his lips as the wolf’s anus heated his tip just right.
“You!” Adam whimpered out, his mind and pleasured voice effeminate, contrasting his sweaty, muscular manly body.
“Who’s your fucking daddy?” Nick grinned, taking it a step further as he pushed his hips forward, teasingly, only the front of his erection pushing its way inside.
“You are sir YOU!” Adam roared out, his answer would have been audible to anyone outside of that door.
“Who…is…your…President?” Nick snarled as manly as his herbivore self could manage.
There it was, the point of the domination, not only was Nick in desire of having Adam under him in sex, but also in authority. If he wasn’t so lust drunk, perhaps Adam would of considered saying something different, however in that moment of pure repressed, deep desire, he could only sign over his last bastions of authoritative pull, forgetting entirely that the presidency of the frat was not signified in paperwork, but in a verbal contract.
“YOU ARE SIR!” Adam whined out loudly, his claws firmly piercing the bedsheets as he felt Nick’s cock pushing inside of his virgin tailhole, the only things inside of him before the dominant rabbit being silicone or the same fingers currently damaging his linens.
“You bet your little bitch ass I am.” Nick groaned out in pleasure as he sank inch by inch into the formerly masculine tailhole he invaded, the wolf’s tight walls gripping over his pre-slicked cock just right.


Adam was in elysium, the searing pain of his first cock being nothing compared to his repressed urges and desires being brought to reality at the forefront of his pleasured mind, his lengthy red cock was protruding upward in a perfect standing arc, Veronica’s mouth or otherwise underwhelming pussy could have never caused him to feel this hard, this full, this perfectly good. Only the shaft of a deeply thrusting, needy, well dominating man’s throbbing cock could scratch that itch that had been yearning to be eased deep, deep inside.
“Uggh, you’re so fucking tight, I’ll fix that, you little whore.” Nick teased, thrusting his hips forward suddenly, sending another few inches of his eleven long shaft, his eyes narrowing as he stared down at the sweating bulky wolf beneath him. “As long as you fucking beg for it.”
“Y- yes please sir! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!” Adam yelped outward, his voice cracking like he was a teenager again, his eyes watering in pain and pleasure.
“When we’re done here, I’m fucking you on the goddamn sectional downstairs, you hear me slut?” Nick reinforced his position, clearly this wasn’t pillow talk, the rabbit had every intention of owning not only VSD but Adam himself.
“Y- Yes please sir! F- fuck me wherever you want!” Adam whined, any resistance that he had possibly thought of was completely gone, replaced by pure, intense need for Nick’s throbbing cock and to pleasure the smaller, high libido rabbit.
“Good boy…now let’s actually get started…” Nick grinned as he pushed his hips forward, for the first time bottoming his cock balls deep into Adam’s eagerly stretching tailhole, spreading those muscular cheeks over his pulsing rod.
Fucking like rabbits, an expression that Adam was all too familiar with, he had heard it for weeks from his frat bros and friends alike, an expression that he was now learning the true definition of first hand, his pulsing cock was leaking all over his abs, precum oozing down between the crevices of his toned abs with each deep, passionate, speedy thrust that Nick delivered to his sore, stretching and accepting asshole, his white teeth baring as each prod of the rabbit’s tip hitting his prostate sent him closer and closer to the edge.
Nick took notice of the wolf’s heavier breathing, the streaming, gushing clear juices leaving his lengthy canine cock indicating he was moments from bursting, he quickly reached a hand downward and with surprising strength, grasped over Adam’s twitching tip, squeezing it like a vise and grinning widely.
“You think you’re allowed to cum? Oh that’s fucking hilarious…you gotta earn that reward.” Nick firmly yelled down at his captivated, denied wolf.
“H- How sir?! P- PLEASE!” Adam begged, his eyes tensely clenched in his denied pleasure, indeed he was seconds away from a messy finish if not for Nick’s perfectly timed gripping edge.
“I want you to fucking scream it, who do you belong to? Who’s your president, who’s your fucking master?” Nick asked, already well aware of the answer of each question, his own pulsating member desiring to hear it repeated, firmly, anyway.
Adam’s mind was a puddle, no less firm and corporeal than the messy stream of precum oozing down into his navel from his denied cock, the lengthy red member quivering more akin to a clitoris than what he had previously considered his own dominance, his eyes closing in humiliation and desire as he obediently screamed out the answers.
“You! You are my master, I’m your little bitch, p- please let me cum for you!” Adam whined out.


Nick thrusted his hips forward, intentionally slamming his lengthy, fiery hot cock tip directly into the now desperately quaking wolf’s prostate, as he released his tight grip over the wolf’s cock, groaning out in pleasure as he did.
“Good slut, go ahead, shoot your little pussy load for me.” Nick spoke, sweating as he picked up the pace, jackhammering his cock in and out of Adam, their hips colliding in slapping sounds that filled the bedroom.
Adam was unable to say a word, as his shaft blew in an orgasm he had never felt anything comparable to in the past, his mind a complete, blank pleasured slate for Nick’s manipulation, as gushes of the wolf’s thick, fertile, formerly dominant seed sprayed from his tip. The seed that Veronica and countless sluts had yearned for, now wasted, rope after rope spraying up into the air with a firm, messy splash over the wolf’s open, moaning muzzle, strands landing on his snout and cheeks, a good few spurts splashing up his muscular chest into his agape maw, his panting tongue painted white in his own mess.
Nick grinned, slowly getting close to his own orgasm, he was able to pace himself for hours if need be, but the pleasure of a successful domination was just enough to send him closer and closer. He reached his hand downward and scooped up some of the gushing seed onto his palm, smearing it intentionally over Adam’s maw, coaxing even more of the piping hot, musky spunk into his pet’s mouth, holding it closed with his messy digits.
“Swallow, whore.” He ordered.
Adam’s body relaxed, the salty, bitter, hot mess of his own cum oozing down his throat as he swallowed as ordered, he had admittedly tasted his seed before out of curiosity, but never so much of it, and never in such a perfect way, his mind raced with desire from the amazing flavor and sensation, he could only imagine how delicious his bunny master’s seed would taste.
Nick however would deny the wolf once again in another way, it was clear as the bunny picked up the pace, that his load was going nowhere near the wolf’s thirsty, cum gulping, held closed mouth. It had a much deeper, more intentional destination in mind.
“Good slut…good fucking slut…gonna fucking knock your slutty ass up…dirty little bitch.” Nick spoke aloud, mostly to himself, hearing his own dominant voice as his eyes closed, his long ears relaxing down over his shoulders as he plowed away at Adam’s yearning tailhole with ferocity.
With one final deep, penetrating thrust, Nick let out a squeal unbecoming of a dominator, but the gushing torrent of fertile, breeding cum that flooded into Adam was more than recompensing for his lack of a growl. Gush after gush as a warm, flooding pint of rabbit seed bred Adam deeply, his guts filling with another man’s proper, dominating seed with every sweaty, messy thrust of the rabbit’s hips.


Wasting no time, he yanked his hips backwards and exited the sweaty, whimpering muscly mess that was VSD’s former president, his cum matted fur and sweaty chest glistened in the lamplight as Nick peered down over his freshly fucked pet.
“Goddamn, you took it like a good little slut huh?” Nick teased, as his freshly milked cock began to soften in contrast to Adam’s which still twitched and throbbed, clearly reeling in afterglow.
Nick reached over to the nightstand, grabbing ahold of Adam’s cell phone as he stood up slowly above the still huffing, laying mess beneath him, lifting his right, large fluffy rabbit foot upwards, giving a firm step to the pulsing, whining wolf’s cock, letting the tip protrude from between his large toes as he toothily grinned and aimed the camera intentionally downward at Adam as he toyed with his tip between his toes.
“Whats your fucking passcode?” Nick demanded.


“What the FUCK?!” Asked the surprised Jackal, standing up suddenly as his cock exited the slurping mouth of the bimbo fox, staring like a deer in headlights to his phone.
“Huh? What?” Asked the wolf from behind her, pulling out of her tailhole and joining his shocked frat bro as he looked over his shoulder.
Illuminating on the screen was a simple video, sent directly to the frat’s Discord chat showing the sights that had befallen the rabbit himself in that bedroom, the first few seconds being his bare, wide and large bunny foot stepping dominantly over the wolf’s whimpering form, stroking and toying with his lengthy red cock, the whimpering former president’s face clear, obvious, under the rabbit’s domination. 
“Who’s the VSD President now, you fucking whore?” Nick asked, an effeminate voiced, teased, pleasure rotted Adam simply replying “Y- you are sir, You are!” 
The video then switched to a face view of Nick, sneering into the camera and throwing up a middle finger. “You heard em, bitches, better get that photo downstairs updated as soon as possible…Your asses belong to me.” He teased, before the video abruptly ended.
“Woah…” the Wolf said with wide eyes.
“Yeah, that’s what I’m saying…” the Jackal replied.
“Yo you guys get that vid?” Another canine asked from the kitchen, all of the other members of the frat seemingly piling into the server to see their former president disgraced underfoot by the newly ‘elected’ leader.
“Rock on lil bunny…fuckin alpha vibes right there.” One frat bro said.
“Yeah for real, Adam’s a bitch. Let’s drink to President Nick!” Another drunkenly replied.
Upstairs, like music to his long ears, Nick couldn’t help but grin as he continued stroking his living toy beneath his supple sole, hearing the loud, excited, cheering downstairs from the partygoers. 


“PRESIDENT NICK! PRESIDENT NICK!” They drunkenly, lustfully cheered, from new pledge to leader in just a little over an hour.