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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center][b]Cullings and Kindness[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nQuin stepped into the small, dark room, looking around a little nervously. The walls were pitch black, with only a single light at the center giving off a harsh white light directly down, illuminating the bare metal table. Two chairs sat on either side of the table, both also plain metal. The lion that had been leading him through the small compound closed the door behind him. The sound was loud and echoed around him, making the young horse jump. The lion motioned to one of the chairs. \"Please, have a seat.\" He then sat in the other.\n\nThe young horse nodded. \"Okay.\" He sat down in the chair, finding it somehow even more uncomfortable than it looked.\n\nThe lion cleared his throat. \"Alright. From this point on, everything you say and do will be recorded.\" He pointed at an obvious camera in the corner. \"Senior PopCon Agent Vernon Palders presiding. Please state your full name, species, and age.\"\n\nQuin nodded again. \"Of course.\" He cleared his throat. \"Quinton Shaley. Horse... uh... black horse. Age 16... would be 17 in two weeks... if not... y'know...\"\n\nVernon didn't acknowledge that. \"Mr. Shaley, do you know why you are here today?\"\n\nQuin nodded. \"Yes. I killed a PopCon Agent that was sent to cull my family, including myself.\"\n\nThe lion grunted. He then set down a small folder he had been carrying. Opening it, he slid out several photographs. Quin didn't even need to look at the photos to know what they were. \"That is correct. Agents responded to a call for backup to your residence in District 2, City 2. They arrived to find you at the scene, the only survivor, with Agent Penelope Arthurs dead. You were arrested and brought in. Do you deny the charges against you today?\"\n\nThe teenager shook his head. \"No, sir. I don't deny it. I did have my reasons, but I have cooperated with the agents because I know what I did was illegal. I was already due to be culled today, so I am willing to accept my punishment for this.\"\n\nVernon grunted again. \"Yes, you also told the responding agents you had a reason for your actions. That is why you were brought in, and not culled on the spot.\" He pulled a paper from the folder. \"According to the report, you said that Agent Arthurs asked you to kill her, after your father gave her a fatal series of injuries?\"\n\nQuin nodded again. \"That is correct, sir. I did it knowing it was illegal. But she was-\"\n\n\"I would like to hear the whole story.\" The lion interrupted. \"Start from the beginning, please. And again, you are being recorded. Give as much detail as you can. Start from when Agent Arthurs first arrived.\"\n\nQuin nodded. \"Yes, sir. I will do my best.\" He took several deep breaths, and started to tell what happened only a few hours earlier.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nQuin looked up as he heard the doorbell right. He paused the game he was playing and stood up from the couch, moving over to the front door. When he opened it, he found a very pretty young cheetah standing before him. She looked to be in her late 20's, with short, wild brown hair with blonde streaks in it. She also wore a black uniform with few adornments. A badge hung around her neck, displaying her as an agent of PopCon. \"Good morning. Are you...\" She looked at a notepad in her hand. \"Well, you look too young to be Howard, so you must be Quinton Shaley, correct?\"\n\nQuinton's heart sank a little. There were very few reasons an agent would show up knowing the names of the whole family. Especially while everyone was home. \"Yes. I'm Quinton. Uh... You can call me Quin.\"\n\nShe gave him a smile, almost apologetic. \"Well, Quin, my name is Agent Penelope Arthurs, from the Office of Population Control. But you can call me Penny. And it has come to our attention that your family has recently exceeded the population limit. This, along with a few prior infractions on record, means that your family has been selected for a culling.\"\n\nThe horse let out a sigh. \"Yeah. I was afraid of that. Mom thought that since I was turning 17 before the baby was due, it would be fine. I guess not.\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"Unfortunately not. I'm sorry. Right now, this district is already facing a resource shortage, so we cannot let such violations go.\"\n\n\"Yeah... alright.\" He stepped to the side. \"Please, come in. I'll go get my fam- oh!\" He froze when he saw his pregnant mother stepping around the corner to see what was happening. \"Ah, Mom. This is Agent Arthurs... with PopCon...\"\n\nThe pregnant white horse nodded, taking a step forward. \"Ah. I see.\" She held out her hand to the cheetah. \"I'm Ann-Marie.\" She motioned to a young girl that was hovering at the hallway she came from. \"The little one over there is Laura-Jane. Laura, honey, would you go get your father?\" The young girl nodded, running off down the hall, her hooves clacking on the hard wood. Turning back to the cheetah, she smiled. \"I assume you are here because of this one?\" She put a hand on her round belly.\n\nPenny nodded. \"Yes. I already explained it to your son, but I should wait for your husband to come here to explain it to the rest of you.\"\n\nAnn-Marie nodded. \"Alright. Please, do come in and have a seat.\" She motioned to the couch in the living room. \"Quinton, dear, please shut the door if you would.\" Quin nodded.\n\nJust as everyone was having a seat, heavy hoof-clomps were heard from the hallway. \"Alright, what is it you need...\" The middle-aged horse's voice trailed off as he saw the agent sitting on his couch. \"Oh...\" Howard was a jet black horse, in stark contrast to his nearly pure white wife's fur. Their children were a mix of both, Laura being white with black splotches, Quin being the reverse with black fur and white splotches. He let out a sigh and joined everyone, but stayed standing beside the couch instead of sitting. Crossing his arms, he scowled at Penny. \"Alright, what brought this on?\"\n\nAnn-Marie frowned at him. \"Howard, don't be like that. You know why.\"\n\nPenny smiled. \"Well, as I explained to your son, you have been found in violation of the population limit. Quinton explained that he will be turning 17 before the baby is due, but unfortunately District 2 is currently in a resource shortage. This means we cannot overlook this. You also have previous infractions against you for...\" She looked at her notepad. \"...starting several fights at a local pub, a violent outburst at your neighbor that left him with a black eye, and a few reports from your office about being intoxicated on the job.\"\n\nThe older horse grunted. \"So I like to drink a little. So what? That's not illegal!\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"No. And I admit, these are minor. However, they are all marks against your record, so I'm afraid a culling has been ordered for you and your family.\"\n\nThe man's scowl grew deeper. \"What, so because I have a drink sometimes and get a little annoyed at that stupid mouse next door, my whole family's going to be killed? That's outrageous!\"\n\n\"HOWARD!\" Ann-Marie shouted at her husband. \"That is enough! You'll only make it worse. Now sit down and let the woman do her job.\" She turned to the cheetah. \"I apologize for his behavior.\"\n\nPenny let out a soft chuckle. \"It's perfectly alright. It's never easy being told you have been selected for a culling.\"\n\nQuin spoke up. \"So... uh... how does this go? Do you just... shoot us or to we take poison? I know there's a few ways a culling can happen...\"\n\nPenny smiled. \"I have a few options. I do have a gun in my car, if you would prefer that, as well as a few quick poisons.\" She withdrew a dagger from a sheath at her hip. \"I also have a sharp blade, and my claws. I could also just snap your neck. It's up to you how you would like to die. Or you can let me pick if you can't choose one.\"\n\nAnn-Marie took a deep breath and let it out. \"Well, I might as well go first. I'm the one that got us into this trouble by getting myself pregnant again.\" She stood up, with a little effort from her big belly pulling her off balance, but she did manage to get to her hooves. \"Mmph. First thing's first, though.\" She gripped at her long, loose yellow sun-dress and pulled it up and over her head. She wore no clothing under it, leaving her bare legs, belly, and chest fully exposed for all present to see. It was not the first time Quin had seen his mother pregnant, of course. After all, she was the one who first taught him about sex, as a good Pekian parent should.\n\nThe woman grunted as she lowered herself once more, this time getting down onto her knees. \"There we go. I think I'd like you to use that big knife on me, if you could. Nice deep cut across the neck.\"\n\nPenny nodded, standing up and getting behind the woman. \"Of course.\" She brought the knife around, pressing it against the woman's throat. \"Any last words to your family?\"\n\n\"Hrmm... Sorry?\" She smiled to Laura. \"You be a good girl for the nice lady and let her cull you.\" The girl nodded quickly, not seeming afraid at all of what was happening. \"Quin, you've been a good boy. Sorry you can't propose to Agatha.\"\n\nHe shook his head. \"It's fine. These things happen. I'm sure she'll understand.\"\n\nLooking to her husband, she sighed. The man was sitting in a chair with his arms still crossed, not looking at what was going on. \"Howard, please don't be so cross. Just let the nice lady do her job.\" He didn't respond. \"Well, that's all. I'm ready, Ms. Arthurs.\"\n\n\"Of course.\" With no other words, she pressed the blade hard and slashed to the side, cutting a wide and deep gash across the mare's throat. A gasp turned into a wet choke as blood started to immediately gush out of the wound, pouring down her front and standing out bright against her white fur. She reached up to grasp at her neck instinctively, but did nothing to staunch the flow. She shivered, making her big breasts and belly wobble as she did. Quin blinked as his mother's tits started to leak, drooling no small amount of milk, adding to the mess on her chest. She started to tremble even more, her thighs quivering. Piss started to flow out of her bare pussy a moment later, as she hadn't had the chance to relieve herself first.\n\nShe could no longer stay upright, falling backwards onto the floor. Her legs remained open, still leaking. Though from the angle he was at, Quin could tell she wasn't just wetting herself, but having one last orgasm as she died, her pussy lips quivering and wide, letting him see the clenching inner walls a little. It was not uncommon for people to cum when they died. He made him smile a little. She went out in pleasure, at least.\n\nPenny stood up, stepping around the shivering mare's rapidly dying body. \"Alright. Who is next?\"\n\nLaura jumped to her hooves, holding up a hand as she bounced up and down. \"Me! Me! I wanna go next!\" Before anyone even answered her, she was stripping herself out of her own dress to get just as naked as her mother was. She still had a little of her baby fat, leaving her slightly plump looking, though still with her flat chest. Black splotches covered her otherwise white-furred body. Even her main had black streaks in it.\n\nPenny smiled, crouching down in front of the seven year old. \"Alright, sweet thing.\" She reached out and poked the girl's nose with a finger. \"How would you like to go?\"\n\nLaura giggled. \"Mmmm. Neck snappy! Sounds fun!\" That made Quin smile. She was always so cute.\n\nPenny also smiled wider. \"Alright. Turn around for me, then.\" The girl nodded, then less turned and more hopped to face the other direction. Penny set the dagger down on the table beside her, then reached out to gently hold onto Laura's head. \"Alright now. Anything else you want to say to your family first?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah! Daddy, I love you! Even though you yell at me sometimes!\" The man grunted again, looking away. It was obvious he was trying to hide tears, though his fists were also clenched in anger. She looked at her brother. \"Quin! I love you, and you've been a really good big brother!\"\n\nHe smiled. \"I love you, too, LJ.\"\n\n\"Maybe you can sex me before the popcorn agent culls you! I think that'd be sexy!\" Quin couldn't help but chuckle.\n\nPenny also chuckled at 'popcorn agent.' \"If he wants that, then I can cull him while he's cumming into your adorable little body.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"YEAH! Do that!\" She grinned wide. \"I'm ready now, pretty lady!\"\n\n\"Alright.\" She shifted her grip, holding onto Laura's muzzle gently, her other hand on the back of the girl's head. \"You've been a very good girl.\" Just as Laura was letting out a happy giggle, Penny jerked her head to the side as hard as she could. There was a loud [i][b]CRACK[/b][/i] as her neck snapped completely. Her body jerked, then started to shake, falling back against the cheetah. She held onto the girl, gently laying her down onto the ground. Several more shivers ran through the little foal's body. When Penny moved her hands away, Quin saw his sister's eyes, wide and staring directly at him. Or more through him, as they were blank. An almost surprised look was left on the little girl's face.\n\nPenny smiled up at the teen. \"How about it? Want to do as she asked?\" She pat the girl's belly gently. \"I can cull you as you are leaving a nice big load inside this sexy little thing's womb.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yeah...\" His cock was pretty hard in his shorts right now just thinking about it. \"I think I will.\"\n\n\"Alright. Then how about you get those pan- AHH!\" She cried out as a streak of black suddenly flew past Quin, colliding with the agent and sending her sprawling across the room.\n\n\"NO MORE OF THIS!\" Howard shouted, unable to control his fury anymore. He huffed and panted with rage, his fists balled tight as he fell upon the cheetah, punching down at her repeatedly.\n\n\"DAD!\" Quin called out, but before he could do more than stand, his father was stumbling up and off of the agent. She had gotten her feet under him and shoved against his belly, pushing him off. The big horse staggered back a step, only to trip over the now still corpse of his wife and completely lose his balance. He fell back, landing against the table and going right through the glass surface. It shattered into a million pieces as he hit the floor, many of them digging into his back as he hit the ground and cried out.\n\nPenny pushed herself up to her feet, blood running from her nose. \"Right. No choices for you, big man. I'm just putting you down!\" All the softness had left her voice, leaving only a hard edge to her tone. She reached down to her hip to grab her- She blinked. Looking down, she found only an empty sheath at her hip.\n\n\"Looking for this?\" Howard pushed himself up out of the remains of the table, holding the bloody dagger that had cut his wife's throat only minutes earlier. Glass shards fell off of him as he stood, though more were left jammed into him, blood coating his back and soaking his shirt. \"I'm gonna fucking cull [i]you,[/i] ya cat cunt!\"\n\n\"Not likely, big m-\" She never got to finish her retort, the big horse lunging at her. His initial stab at her missed entirely as she stepped to the side. Her hand swiped out, slashing at his arm with her claws. Howard's shirt ripped, as did his flesh, more blood starting to drool, now from three slashes across his bicep. Yet he did not let it deter him. He brought the arm up, catching her under the chin with his fist and knocking her back a step. It nearly knocked her off of her feet entirely, her arms swinging about as she tried to keep her balance.\n\nThe horse capitalized on the opening, turning and lunging forward. This time, he struck true, plunging the knife into the woman's belly. She let out a pained cry, being forced back as he kept shoving forward. Her back slammed against the wall, nearly knocking over the bookshelf beside her. She grit her teeth, reaching up to scratch at the man's face. It was Howard's turn to shout as she clawed his cheek, leaving more bleeding gashes against him. He pulled the knife free, only to plunge it in again, once more into her belly, then into her chest.\n\nPenny shouted in pain again, but let her adrenaline fuel her. When he shifted his weight just enough, she brought her leg up and planted her foot into his gut, knocking the wind out of him and making him back up a step. She panted heavily, blood soaking into her shirt. The knife was still stuck in her chest, just next to one of her breasts. She gripped the handle, yanking it out with a pained shout. She went to lunge at him, only to suddenly lose her balance as her head started to spin. She was starting to fall when Howard slammed into her again, tackling her down to the ground. \"FUCK YOU!\" He slammed his fist into her face. \"FUCK YOU!\" He punched her again. \"FUCK Y-\"\n\nHis words cut off as she swung her hand up, jamming the blade into the bottom of his chin. It pierced straight up, right through his mouth, and deep into his brain. He made a strained, almost whining sound. His fist was still held, ready to strike, but then his fingers started to shake. Then the rest of him shook, blood drooling out around the wound. The fury in his black eyes was replaced by confusion, then fear. Then they rolled back as he slumped forward, all his weight collapsing against her. Penny pulled her hands under his body and shoved him, rolling him off of her with some effort. There was no resistance as he fell to the ground beside her, dead, or rapidly about to be.\n\nQuin stood where he was, his own eyes wide. He had been frozen in shock and confusion while the brief but violent fight happened in front of him. Hearing the woman's ragged breath snapped him out of his shock. He quickly moved closer, looking between the two. His father was laying there, knife in his chin, blade in his brain, blood slowly drooling out of all the wounds. Penny was laying on her back, clutching at her own wounds, especially the one at her chest. They also bled a concerning amount. \"Shit.\" He suddenly knelt down, shoving his father's corpse out of the way so he could get beside the woman. He looked down at the wounds. \"Uh... fuck. First aid. Hang on! I'll get some first aid!\"\n\n\"Kid...\" Her voice was weak, but he was already standing and rushing to the kitchen. He yanked open cabinets and drawers in a frantic, panicked search for the first aid kit. He knew his mother had one somewhere. He finally remembered in was in the pantry, beside the fire extinguisher. He yanked the door open and found it. A small, white plastic box with a medical symbol on it. He grabbed it and rushed back to the living room. Just as he got there, he heard the woman speaking, her voice still sounding weak. \"Rep-peat... agent... down. Request... backup.\" She was holding a small device to her mouth. Though just as she finished speaking, she didn't seem able to hold her arm up anymore, it and the device falling to the floor.\n\nQuin rushed over, getting to his knees again. \"Hold on! I'll... uh...\" He flipped the box open, and for the second time, his heart sank. There was nothing bigger than a tiny bandage inside, the kind one would put on a papercut. No gauze, no medical wraps, nothing for any serious wound. Even the pain killers were just generic over the counter pills used more for a headache. \"Uh...\"\n\nPenny coughed, and he winced at how wet it sounded. \"It's fine, kid. I don't... think a few pads and... ointments... are gonna save me.\" She lifted the hand from the wound on her chest, and he could see her shirt was matted from the blood. The two at her belly were not looking much better. \"Your dad got me... pretty good...\"\n\nHe felt all the energy leave him. \"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should have helped you fight him. I just... stood there like...\"\n\n\"Don't... worry about it... kid.\" She took a deep, raspy breath. \"I should have been better...\" She closed her eyes, and for a moment, he thought she just died on him right there. But she took another deep breath. \"Hey, you said you... had a girl? You... were gonna p-propose to her?\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Y-yeah. Agatha. We've been dating for about 7 years, since middle school. She turned 17 two months ago, and I turn... was going to turn 17 in two weeks. I was going to propose to her after that.\" 17 was the typical age someone moved out of their parent's house and became their own person. It was not uncommon for couple to marry that young, either.\n\n\"Mmm... sorry. You sound like a good guy. I'm sure she's a sweet girl.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yeah... she's pretty great.\" He reached down and gripped the cheetah's hand. \"I...\" He let out a sigh, his shoulders slumping. \"I'm sorry my dad did this. I'm sorry I can't... help you...\"\n\nShe gripped his hand. \"Actually, there is one thing... well, two.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Name it.\"\n\nShe smiled up at him. \"It won't do for an agent to die by just... bleeding out. Think you could... kill me properly?\" He blinked, staring down at her in surprise. \"What? Even agents wanna go proper.\"\n\n\"Um... o-okay...\" He nodded. It was the least he could do for her after his father had messed her up so badly. \"How... um... how would you like to go properly, then?\"\n\nShe shifted a little to give him a smirk. \"That's the second thing you can do to help.\" She grunted a little as she shifted once more. \"Help... get me out of these clothes. Then... then I'd like to feel you stuffing whatever rod you've got hidden into me.\"\n\nHe blinked again, but let out a soft laugh. \"Ah... y-you know I'm a horse right? Not to brag, but... it... probably would be a little big for you...\"\n\nShe let out a laugh, only for it to turn into a wet cough half-way through. \"Kid, I'm gonna die anyway. Too big is just what I need stuffed into me.\" He smiled and nodded, moving his hands down to help her with her pants. \"Anyway, for the... end... use my knife and... see if you can't cut my head off. O-or at least open my throat proper and deep.\" She let out a slightly pained grunt as he had to lift her hips to pull the pants down. He found she wore no panties under them as they slid down her toned thighs.\n\nHe tossed them to the side, then looked up. \"Shirt, too?\" She nodded. \"Okay.\" She let out another pained grunt as he sat her up slightly to peal the blood-soaked shirt up and over her head. \"Sorry.\" He was careful to lay her down gently once more, tossing the clothing away. He smiled a little as he got to see her naked form. She was very cute. Her tits weren't too big, but she wasn't flat, either, nice bumps big enough to grip. Though the tan fur was matted with the blood, the wound right next to her right tit still leaking. The two on her toned abs also showed no sign of slowing down.\n\n\"Hey.\" He flinched, looking at her face. \"You gonna keep staring and keeping me waiting? Or are you gonna let me see what you're hiding?\"\n\n\"Right! S-sorry. You're just... really pretty.\"\n\nShe chuckled. \"Thanks.\" He stood up so he could quickly yank down his shorts and underwear. Near twelve inches of horse cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing, the flesh dark with pink spots all along the length. He pulled his shirt off as well, exposing the rest of him. Black fur coated a thin body, with white splotches here and there, like someone had spilled paint on him. His black mane also had the white, but not in steaks like his sister, but at the tips, like he frosted his hair. She tried to let out a whistle, but didn't quite manage. \"Very nice. Bet... you could stuff that thing all the way to my womb...\"\n\n\"Y-yeah, probably.\" He had no doubts it could reach, at least. He glanced down as she parted her legs, fully presenting her pussy for him. He moved to kneel down between her legs, resting his cock against her. He pushed forward until his heavy balls were against her slit. The slightly flared tip of his cock was left sitting high against her abdomen, above her navel. \"Yeah. I think it'll reach.\"\n\nPenny let out a panting gasp as she felt him throbbing against her. \"Oh... gods! You horses are something else!\" She reached down, gently stroking along his length. \"Go on, big boy. Stuff this meat into me. Fuck me good and hard! D-don't... go holding back because I'm... hurt. I... don't mind being broken...\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Good... because I'm definitely going to break something getting all of this into you.\" She let out a shuddering moan at that. He slowly slid himself back, until his tip was pressed against her lower lips. He gripped her thighs, and started to push forward. Her moan grew into a lustful, pained whine. He grit his teeth, her lips slowly parting, but not enough. Suddenly he slipped, his cock missing. He repositioned and tried again, pressing hard once more. After another two slips, he moved one hand to hold his shaft at the medial ring to keep it from moving. \"You're a bit too tight. Gonna take some effort.\"\n\n\"Hah... then you better... spread me nice and wide!\"\n\nHe nodded, gripping her hip with his other hand. He leaned over as he started to push this time, letting out a low moan as he really did have to press hard forward. Penny let out a gasp, then a louder whine as she did start to spread more and more under the pressure. Suddenly, he was inside, several inches plunging into her all at once. She let out a loud cry, only a little in pain, as her tunnel was filled past what she had ever felt before, stretched to the very limit. Quin also yelped, tensing up as he finally got inside. \"FUCK! You are tight!\" He let go of his dick and just gripped her hips so he could try and push deeper. \"I think you're than Laura!\"\n\nShe was crying out as he started to move, feeling herself straining to take what he already had given, and yet more kept sliding inside. \"Gods, yes! You're... just fucking huge!\" She had always wanted to try riding a horse at least once, but knew the risks. Especially with some of the equine agents. Lyal of City 0 was legendary for his monster of a cock, which had been used in many a culling over the years, and most equine agents were not too far off from that. But even an 'average' horse like Quin was just past the edge of too much for a smaller woman like her.\n\n\"D-don't you... dare stop!\" She panted and cried out as he started to hump forward again.\n\n\"I wasn't going to!\" He grunted and panted with her. She could feel every throb, every pulse down the veins of his shaft. He could feel every twitch and slight clench of her inner muscles as they strained around him. He pushed deeper, and soon found his tip mashed against the back of her tunnel, cervix quivering in anticipation against him. She cried out as he struck against it, and he smiled a little. \"AH... didn't think I'd hit it already...\" She didn't have to tell him to give her more. He pulled back, only to slam forward again, hammering at the barrier, making her cry out louder. Her muscles were clenching tight, arousal drooling around his cock. \"Cumming already?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yes! F-fuck... it's so much!\" Her claws dug into the hardwood floor as he slammed forward again, leaving grooves and scratch marks. \"M-more! D-deeper! Fucking... break me, you stud!\"\n\nQuin clenched his jaw. \"I'm... trying!\" He slammed his hips forward hard over and over, smashing into the barrier like a battering ram trying to break through a castle gate. Her whole body rocked back and forth with every strike, her claws leaving more scratches and grooves. Her legs tried to raise up around him, but she found her muscles twitching and trembling too much to control them properly.\n\nWith one hard strike, something tore open, and he sank even deeper. Penny let out a cry of blissful agony as she felt herself rip open inside, his huge cock plunging up into her womb. She came again, harder than the last time, everything clenching and clamping. Quin cried out at how hard she gripped him, but he didn't stop. He kept pressing forward, trying to get all of himself into her. He was past the medial ring now, and nearly there. \"Fuck... I... I might... bust your womb open, too...\"\n\nShe panted and gasped. \"I... don't fucking care!\" She cried out louder as he pushed a little more in with his next several thrusts. It was like he was punching the inside of her belly with every thrust, each one rearranging her insides and sending shivers throughout her whole body. She couldn't help but cum a third time, shouting her pleasure, even as it was getting harder to breathe.\n\nQuin whined, his cock throbbing harder than ever. \"Fuck... I'm... not gonna last much longer if you keep squeezing like that!\" He still shoved forward, nearly totally inside of her now.\n\nPenny opened her eyes and gave him a wild, lustful look. \"Then... do it... now... K-kill me! Cut my neck as you're pouring your seed inside of me!\" She yelped as he struck forward again. \"P-please... I d-don't... think I'll last much... longer...\" Quite a lot of her blood was outside of her body at this point, and she probably had a pretty bad concussion from those hard blows to her head, possibly worse.\n\nHe leaned down to reach out, gripping the handle of the knife still embedded into his father's chin. He pulled it free, wiping the blade off on the dead man's shirt a little. He then brought it up and press it against her throat. \"I've... never cut someone's head off with a knife before. So, uh... s-sorry if I do it wrong...\"\n\nShe smiled up at him, her eyes filled with her lustful desires. \"No wrong way... as long as it comes off.\" She cried out again as he throbbed inside of her. \"Do it! Fill me and kill me!\" He couldn't hold back hearing her beg like that. His hips slammed forward one last time, finally shoving the last bit of his cock inside of her. They both cried out loud, cumming at the same time. His tip flared wide, pushing out her already over-stretched womb, and then flooding it with his see. Wave after wave pumped deep into her as she clenched hard. Even her womb seemed to be quivering around him.\n\nThen he jammed the blade into her throat, turning her cries into a gurgle. He started to cut through the flesh, which only made her cum so much harder. Every slice made her hips buck up against him, her muscles clench harder around him, milking him of all his balls had to give. He found cutting a head off with a dagger was a lot harder than he expected. He'd done it with an ax before, but this took a lot more effort. It also didn't help that her body was still thrashing under him, trying to drain his balls dry. Finally, with a crunch, he cut through the spine and the rest of her neck. Her head rolled slightly to the side, a look of pure ecstasy on her face.\n\nHe dropped the knife and started to hump at her again, a second orgasm overtaking him. He wasn't even sure he had more to dump into her, but his cock still pulsed and jerked as the pleasure washed over him. He didn't know how long it lasted, but he soon fell against her. Her body still trembled slightly under him, but it was starting to finally slow down. He panted heavily. Not caring that he was getting her blood all over his fur laying against her like this. \"Fuck... I've never cum that hard...\" He lay there for a while, gasping to catch his breath.\n\nHe eventually pushed himself up, looking down at the headless cheetah under him. Her belly had bulged out slightly from how full he had pumped her womb. To his surprise, it had held up to the beating his cock was giving it. \"Well, I guess if I'm going to die today anyway, I got one last good fuck in.\" He gripped her side tight. \"Right. Now for the... harder part...\" He started to pull back, letting out a loud cry. She was gripping so tight, even dead, not wanting to let him go. Just like with his entry, he felt something tear, and he suddenly pulled almost his whole length out in one go. \"AHHH! FUCK!\" He pulled the last bit out, a flow of bloody jizz following, dumping out onto the floor. He set her down again, gently patting her thigh. \"Damn, girl. Even dead you didn't want to let go.\"\n\nHe shifted over, leaning his back against the wall beside her. He picked her head up, looking at her face. He'd seen people with those lustful death faces before, and it was always so sexy. He smiled, happy he was able to be the reason for hers. \"Well, guess I'll just wait for that backup to finally get here and give me that culling you were supposed to.\" He brought her head to his crotch, pushing his cock into her open mouth and gently bobbing it along his still hard cock. \"Don't think you'll mind me having a little more fun while we wait.\"\n\nIt was another ten minutes before the agents arrived. They found him sitting there, her head still in his lap, having blasted another load, this time onto her face. He had expected them to kill him right there, but instead they told him he was under arrest for the murder of a PopCon agent. Murder was a very uncommon term for any Pekian to hear. He still didn't resist, giving his statement when asked, and otherwise letting the agents take him in. They did at least let him get a change of shirt and shorts first.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n\"And... well, now I'm here. So... you know the rest.\" Quin cleared his throat, finding it a little sore from talking so long. \"I... hope that wasn't [i]too[/i] much detail?\"\n\nVernon shook his head. \"No. That's actually quite good. Most don't give us enough. I'd rather have too much.\"\n\nQuin nodded. \"So... that's pretty much all there is. So... I guess now it's time for me to die? I won't fight it. I was supposed to be dead hours ago already.\" The lion nodded, but didn't say anything. He stood up, and Quin expected him to slash his throat with claws, or snap his neck. Instead, the man just walked out of the room without another word. \"Uh...\" He flinched when the door closed. \"Was... I supposed to follow him?\" He looked around, waiting for someone to come in and yell at him for just sitting there. But nothing happened. Seconds stretched into minutes, and he was feeling both a little awkward, and a little scared. Were they getting some kind of really bad execution ready for him? He did kill a PopCon agent. That was a pretty serious crime, even if she asked him for it.\n\nHe jumped when the door opened again. Vernon stepped inside, face as serious as it had been the whole time. \"Ah... w-was... I supposed to follow you?\"\n\n\"No.\" The word was said flat and almost disinterested. He sat back down across from the horse, then leaned his elbows on the table. \"I've talked with my superiors, and they've made a decision. I agree with it.\"\n\nQuin swallowed, though his mouth still felt dry. \"What... kind of execution am I getting?\"\n\nVernon set a piece of paper on the table, sliding it forward. \"A stay of execution.\"\n\nQuin just stared at the paper in front of him. An letter of exemption, marking him as safe from a culling. It was good for a whole year. He kept reading and re-reading it, not fully believing it. Even with his name right there at the top. It even had a picture of him and everything. \"I... don't understand...\"\n\nThe lion's features finally softened a little. \"We have decided that the man actually responsible for Agent Arthur's death was your father. Autopsy on her body showed her lung had been cut and was bleeding, and the gut wounds had caused more bleeding at her intestines. Nothing to do with how hard you were hitting her insides, either. She was going to die whether you had beheaded her or not.\" He actually smiled. \"Instead, you chose to not only help her die in a way of her choosing, but you gave her a rather pleasant end. One any Pekian would be proud of.\" He leaned back a little. \"It would reflect quite poorly upon the agency if we were to go executing such upstanding citizens for performing an act of such kindness to our own agents.\"\n\nQuin stared in disbelief... again. He realized that his mouth was hanging open, and snapped it shut. \"I-I... d-don't know what to say!\" He finally let out a laugh, in spite of himself. \"Thank you!?\" He laughed again.\n\nVernon smirked. \"On a personal note, Penny was a friend of mine. I'm happy she got to go out fulfilling one of her life-long desires and riding a horse.\" He held out his hand. \"So thank you for doing that for my friend.\"\n\nQuin shook the man's hand. \"You're... welcome?\" He cleared his throat. \"So... what... do I do now?\"\n\nAfter taking a deep breath, the lion's serious expression returned. \"Now, you go home. You are free to leave. The bodies of your parents and sister have already been recovered. Cleaned up most of the blood, but you'll have to deal with anything the team missed.\" He let his expression soften a little. \"And you make sure to propose to that cute girlfriend you've got. Make a family, have babies, and teach them to act as you did. Pekia could use more fine, upstanding citizens like you.\"\n\nQuin nodded, standing up and saluting... though he had no idea why he did that. \"Yes, sir!\" He felt embarrassed and put his hand back down. \"And... thank you again!\"\n\n\"Sure.\" Vernon pointed at the door. \"Go on, kid. Get going!\" The horse nodded, though was half-way to the door before having to turn back to grab the exemption paper, then finally left. The lion shook his head, but smiled more genuinely. \"Good luck, kid. Don't fuck up your second chance. Those don't come around very often.\" Especially in Pekia.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Cullings and Kindness

By XP Author


Quin stepped into the small, dark room, looking around a little nervously. The walls were pitch black, with only a single light at the center giving off a harsh white light directly down, illuminating the bare metal table. Two chairs sat on either side of the table, both also plain metal. The lion that had been leading him through the small compound closed the door behind him. The sound was loud and echoed around him, making the young horse jump. The lion motioned to one of the chairs. "Please, have a seat." He then sat in the other.

The young horse nodded. "Okay." He sat down in the chair, finding it somehow even more uncomfortable than it looked.

The lion cleared his throat. "Alright. From this point on, everything you say and do will be recorded." He pointed at an obvious camera in the corner. "Senior PopCon Agent Vernon Palders presiding. Please state your full name, species, and age."

Quin nodded again. "Of course." He cleared his throat. "Quinton Shaley. Horse... uh... black horse. Age 16... would be 17 in two weeks... if not... y'know..."

Vernon didn't acknowledge that. "Mr. Shaley, do you know why you are here today?"

Quin nodded. "Yes. I killed a PopCon Agent that was sent to cull my family, including myself."

The lion grunted. He then set down a small folder he had been carrying. Opening it, he slid out several photographs. Quin didn't even need to look at the photos to know what they were. "That is correct. Agents responded to a call for backup to your residence in District 2, City 2. They arrived to find you at the scene, the only survivor, with Agent Penelope Arthurs dead. You were arrested and brought in. Do you deny the charges against you today?"

The teenager shook his head. "No, sir. I don't deny it. I did have my reasons, but I have cooperated with the agents because I know what I did was illegal. I was already due to be culled today, so I am willing to accept my punishment for this."

Vernon grunted again. "Yes, you also told the responding agents you had a reason for your actions. That is why you were brought in, and not culled on the spot." He pulled a paper from the folder. "According to the report, you said that Agent Arthurs asked you to kill her, after your father gave her a fatal series of injuries?"

Quin nodded again. "That is correct, sir. I did it knowing it was illegal. But she was-"

"I would like to hear the whole story." The lion interrupted. "Start from the beginning, please. And again, you are being recorded. Give as much detail as you can. Start from when Agent Arthurs first arrived."

Quin nodded. "Yes, sir. I will do my best." He took several deep breaths, and started to tell what happened only a few hours earlier.

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Quin looked up as he heard the doorbell right. He paused the game he was playing and stood up from the couch, moving over to the front door. When he opened it, he found a very pretty young cheetah standing before him. She looked to be in her late 20's, with short, wild brown hair with blonde streaks in it. She also wore a black uniform with few adornments. A badge hung around her neck, displaying her as an agent of PopCon. "Good morning. Are you..." She looked at a notepad in her hand. "Well, you look too young to be Howard, so you must be Quinton Shaley, correct?"

Quinton's heart sank a little. There were very few reasons an agent would show up knowing the names of the whole family. Especially while everyone was home. "Yes. I'm Quinton. Uh... You can call me Quin."

She gave him a smile, almost apologetic. "Well, Quin, my name is Agent Penelope Arthurs, from the Office of Population Control. But you can call me Penny. And it has come to our attention that your family has recently exceeded the population limit. This, along with a few prior infractions on record, means that your family has been selected for a culling."

The horse let out a sigh. "Yeah. I was afraid of that. Mom thought that since I was turning 17 before the baby was due, it would be fine. I guess not."

She shook her head. "Unfortunately not. I'm sorry. Right now, this district is already facing a resource shortage, so we cannot let such violations go."

"Yeah... alright." He stepped to the side. "Please, come in. I'll go get my fam- oh!" He froze when he saw his pregnant mother stepping around the corner to see what was happening. "Ah, Mom. This is Agent Arthurs... with PopCon..."

The pregnant white horse nodded, taking a step forward. "Ah. I see." She held out her hand to the cheetah. "I'm Ann-Marie." She motioned to a young girl that was hovering at the hallway she came from. "The little one over there is Laura-Jane. Laura, honey, would you go get your father?" The young girl nodded, running off down the hall, her hooves clacking on the hard wood. Turning back to the cheetah, she smiled. "I assume you are here because of this one?" She put a hand on her round belly.

Penny nodded. "Yes. I already explained it to your son, but I should wait for your husband to come here to explain it to the rest of you."

Ann-Marie nodded. "Alright. Please, do come in and have a seat." She motioned to the couch in the living room. "Quinton, dear, please shut the door if you would." Quin nodded.

Just as everyone was having a seat, heavy hoof-clomps were heard from the hallway. "Alright, what is it you need..." The middle-aged horse's voice trailed off as he saw the agent sitting on his couch. "Oh..." Howard was a jet black horse, in stark contrast to his nearly pure white wife's fur. Their children were a mix of both, Laura being white with black splotches, Quin being the reverse with black fur and white splotches. He let out a sigh and joined everyone, but stayed standing beside the couch instead of sitting. Crossing his arms, he scowled at Penny. "Alright, what brought this on?"

Ann-Marie frowned at him. "Howard, don't be like that. You know why."

Penny smiled. "Well, as I explained to your son, you have been found in violation of the population limit. Quinton explained that he will be turning 17 before the baby is due, but unfortunately District 2 is currently in a resource shortage. This means we cannot overlook this. You also have previous infractions against you for..." She looked at her notepad. "...starting several fights at a local pub, a violent outburst at your neighbor that left him with a black eye, and a few reports from your office about being intoxicated on the job."

The older horse grunted. "So I like to drink a little. So what? That's not illegal!"

She shook her head. "No. And I admit, these are minor. However, they are all marks against your record, so I'm afraid a culling has been ordered for you and your family."

The man's scowl grew deeper. "What, so because I have a drink sometimes and get a little annoyed at that stupid mouse next door, my whole family's going to be killed? That's outrageous!"

"HOWARD!" Ann-Marie shouted at her husband. "That is enough! You'll only make it worse. Now sit down and let the woman do her job." She turned to the cheetah. "I apologize for his behavior."

Penny let out a soft chuckle. "It's perfectly alright. It's never easy being told you have been selected for a culling."

Quin spoke up. "So... uh... how does this go? Do you just... shoot us or to we take poison? I know there's a few ways a culling can happen..."

Penny smiled. "I have a few options. I do have a gun in my car, if you would prefer that, as well as a few quick poisons." She withdrew a dagger from a sheath at her hip. "I also have a sharp blade, and my claws. I could also just snap your neck. It's up to you how you would like to die. Or you can let me pick if you can't choose one."

Ann-Marie took a deep breath and let it out. "Well, I might as well go first. I'm the one that got us into this trouble by getting myself pregnant again." She stood up, with a little effort from her big belly pulling her off balance, but she did manage to get to her hooves. "Mmph. First thing's first, though." She gripped at her long, loose yellow sun-dress and pulled it up and over her head. She wore no clothing under it, leaving her bare legs, belly, and chest fully exposed for all present to see. It was not the first time Quin had seen his mother pregnant, of course. After all, she was the one who first taught him about sex, as a good Pekian parent should.

The woman grunted as she lowered herself once more, this time getting down onto her knees. "There we go. I think I'd like you to use that big knife on me, if you could. Nice deep cut across the neck."

Penny nodded, standing up and getting behind the woman. "Of course." She brought the knife around, pressing it against the woman's throat. "Any last words to your family?"

"Hrmm... Sorry?" She smiled to Laura. "You be a good girl for the nice lady and let her cull you." The girl nodded quickly, not seeming afraid at all of what was happening. "Quin, you've been a good boy. Sorry you can't propose to Agatha."

He shook his head. "It's fine. These things happen. I'm sure she'll understand."

Looking to her husband, she sighed. The man was sitting in a chair with his arms still crossed, not looking at what was going on. "Howard, please don't be so cross. Just let the nice lady do her job." He didn't respond. "Well, that's all. I'm ready, Ms. Arthurs."

"Of course." With no other words, she pressed the blade hard and slashed to the side, cutting a wide and deep gash across the mare's throat. A gasp turned into a wet choke as blood started to immediately gush out of the wound, pouring down her front and standing out bright against her white fur. She reached up to grasp at her neck instinctively, but did nothing to staunch the flow. She shivered, making her big breasts and belly wobble as she did. Quin blinked as his mother's tits started to leak, drooling no small amount of milk, adding to the mess on her chest. She started to tremble even more, her thighs quivering. Piss started to flow out of her bare pussy a moment later, as she hadn't had the chance to relieve herself first.

She could no longer stay upright, falling backwards onto the floor. Her legs remained open, still leaking. Though from the angle he was at, Quin could tell she wasn't just wetting herself, but having one last orgasm as she died, her pussy lips quivering and wide, letting him see the clenching inner walls a little. It was not uncommon for people to cum when they died. He made him smile a little. She went out in pleasure, at least.

Penny stood up, stepping around the shivering mare's rapidly dying body. "Alright. Who is next?"

Laura jumped to her hooves, holding up a hand as she bounced up and down. "Me! Me! I wanna go next!" Before anyone even answered her, she was stripping herself out of her own dress to get just as naked as her mother was. She still had a little of her baby fat, leaving her slightly plump looking, though still with her flat chest. Black splotches covered her otherwise white-furred body. Even her main had black streaks in it.

Penny smiled, crouching down in front of the seven year old. "Alright, sweet thing." She reached out and poked the girl's nose with a finger. "How would you like to go?"

Laura giggled. "Mmmm. Neck snappy! Sounds fun!" That made Quin smile. She was always so cute.

Penny also smiled wider. "Alright. Turn around for me, then." The girl nodded, then less turned and more hopped to face the other direction. Penny set the dagger down on the table beside her, then reached out to gently hold onto Laura's head. "Alright now. Anything else you want to say to your family first?"

She nodded. "Yeah! Daddy, I love you! Even though you yell at me sometimes!" The man grunted again, looking away. It was obvious he was trying to hide tears, though his fists were also clenched in anger. She looked at her brother. "Quin! I love you, and you've been a really good big brother!"

He smiled. "I love you, too, LJ."

"Maybe you can sex me before the popcorn agent culls you! I think that'd be sexy!" Quin couldn't help but chuckle.

Penny also chuckled at 'popcorn agent.' "If he wants that, then I can cull him while he's cumming into your adorable little body."

She nodded. "YEAH! Do that!" She grinned wide. "I'm ready now, pretty lady!"

"Alright." She shifted her grip, holding onto Laura's muzzle gently, her other hand on the back of the girl's head. "You've been a very good girl." Just as Laura was letting out a happy giggle, Penny jerked her head to the side as hard as she could. There was a loud CRACK as her neck snapped completely. Her body jerked, then started to shake, falling back against the cheetah. She held onto the girl, gently laying her down onto the ground. Several more shivers ran through the little foal's body. When Penny moved her hands away, Quin saw his sister's eyes, wide and staring directly at him. Or more through him, as they were blank. An almost surprised look was left on the little girl's face.

Penny smiled up at the teen. "How about it? Want to do as she asked?" She pat the girl's belly gently. "I can cull you as you are leaving a nice big load inside this sexy little thing's womb."

He nodded. "Yeah..." His cock was pretty hard in his shorts right now just thinking about it. "I think I will."

"Alright. Then how about you get those pan- AHH!" She cried out as a streak of black suddenly flew past Quin, colliding with the agent and sending her sprawling across the room.

"NO MORE OF THIS!" Howard shouted, unable to control his fury anymore. He huffed and panted with rage, his fists balled tight as he fell upon the cheetah, punching down at her repeatedly.

"DAD!" Quin called out, but before he could do more than stand, his father was stumbling up and off of the agent. She had gotten her feet under him and shoved against his belly, pushing him off. The big horse staggered back a step, only to trip over the now still corpse of his wife and completely lose his balance. He fell back, landing against the table and going right through the glass surface. It shattered into a million pieces as he hit the floor, many of them digging into his back as he hit the ground and cried out.

Penny pushed herself up to her feet, blood running from her nose. "Right. No choices for you, big man. I'm just putting you down!" All the softness had left her voice, leaving only a hard edge to her tone. She reached down to her hip to grab her- She blinked. Looking down, she found only an empty sheath at her hip.

"Looking for this?" Howard pushed himself up out of the remains of the table, holding the bloody dagger that had cut his wife's throat only minutes earlier. Glass shards fell off of him as he stood, though more were left jammed into him, blood coating his back and soaking his shirt. "I'm gonna fucking cull you, ya cat cunt!"

"Not likely, big m-" She never got to finish her retort, the big horse lunging at her. His initial stab at her missed entirely as she stepped to the side. Her hand swiped out, slashing at his arm with her claws. Howard's shirt ripped, as did his flesh, more blood starting to drool, now from three slashes across his bicep. Yet he did not let it deter him. He brought the arm up, catching her under the chin with his fist and knocking her back a step. It nearly knocked her off of her feet entirely, her arms swinging about as she tried to keep her balance.

The horse capitalized on the opening, turning and lunging forward. This time, he struck true, plunging the knife into the woman's belly. She let out a pained cry, being forced back as he kept shoving forward. Her back slammed against the wall, nearly knocking over the bookshelf beside her. She grit her teeth, reaching up to scratch at the man's face. It was Howard's turn to shout as she clawed his cheek, leaving more bleeding gashes against him. He pulled the knife free, only to plunge it in again, once more into her belly, then into her chest.

Penny shouted in pain again, but let her adrenaline fuel her. When he shifted his weight just enough, she brought her leg up and planted her foot into his gut, knocking the wind out of him and making him back up a step. She panted heavily, blood soaking into her shirt. The knife was still stuck in her chest, just next to one of her breasts. She gripped the handle, yanking it out with a pained shout. She went to lunge at him, only to suddenly lose her balance as her head started to spin. She was starting to fall when Howard slammed into her again, tackling her down to the ground. "FUCK YOU!" He slammed his fist into her face. "FUCK YOU!" He punched her again. "FUCK Y-"

His words cut off as she swung her hand up, jamming the blade into the bottom of his chin. It pierced straight up, right through his mouth, and deep into his brain. He made a strained, almost whining sound. His fist was still held, ready to strike, but then his fingers started to shake. Then the rest of him shook, blood drooling out around the wound. The fury in his black eyes was replaced by confusion, then fear. Then they rolled back as he slumped forward, all his weight collapsing against her. Penny pulled her hands under his body and shoved him, rolling him off of her with some effort. There was no resistance as he fell to the ground beside her, dead, or rapidly about to be.

Quin stood where he was, his own eyes wide. He had been frozen in shock and confusion while the brief but violent fight happened in front of him. Hearing the woman's ragged breath snapped him out of his shock. He quickly moved closer, looking between the two. His father was laying there, knife in his chin, blade in his brain, blood slowly drooling out of all the wounds. Penny was laying on her back, clutching at her own wounds, especially the one at her chest. They also bled a concerning amount. "Shit." He suddenly knelt down, shoving his father's corpse out of the way so he could get beside the woman. He looked down at the wounds. "Uh... fuck. First aid. Hang on! I'll get some first aid!"

"Kid..." Her voice was weak, but he was already standing and rushing to the kitchen. He yanked open cabinets and drawers in a frantic, panicked search for the first aid kit. He knew his mother had one somewhere. He finally remembered in was in the pantry, beside the fire extinguisher. He yanked the door open and found it. A small, white plastic box with a medical symbol on it. He grabbed it and rushed back to the living room. Just as he got there, he heard the woman speaking, her voice still sounding weak. "Rep-peat... agent... down. Request... backup." She was holding a small device to her mouth. Though just as she finished speaking, she didn't seem able to hold her arm up anymore, it and the device falling to the floor.

Quin rushed over, getting to his knees again. "Hold on! I'll... uh..." He flipped the box open, and for the second time, his heart sank. There was nothing bigger than a tiny bandage inside, the kind one would put on a papercut. No gauze, no medical wraps, nothing for any serious wound. Even the pain killers were just generic over the counter pills used more for a headache. "Uh..."

Penny coughed, and he winced at how wet it sounded. "It's fine, kid. I don't... think a few pads and... ointments... are gonna save me." She lifted the hand from the wound on her chest, and he could see her shirt was matted from the blood. The two at her belly were not looking much better. "Your dad got me... pretty good..."

He felt all the energy leave him. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should have helped you fight him. I just... stood there like..."

"Don't... worry about it... kid." She took a deep, raspy breath. "I should have been better..." She closed her eyes, and for a moment, he thought she just died on him right there. But she took another deep breath. "Hey, you said you... had a girl? You... were gonna p-propose to her?"

He nodded. "Y-yeah. Agatha. We've been dating for about 7 years, since middle school. She turned 17 two months ago, and I turn... was going to turn 17 in two weeks. I was going to propose to her after that." 17 was the typical age someone moved out of their parent's house and became their own person. It was not uncommon for couple to marry that young, either.

"Mmm... sorry. You sound like a good guy. I'm sure she's a sweet girl."

He nodded. "Yeah... she's pretty great." He reached down and gripped the cheetah's hand. "I..." He let out a sigh, his shoulders slumping. "I'm sorry my dad did this. I'm sorry I can't... help you..."

She gripped his hand. "Actually, there is one thing... well, two."

He nodded. "Name it."

She smiled up at him. "It won't do for an agent to die by just... bleeding out. Think you could... kill me properly?" He blinked, staring down at her in surprise. "What? Even agents wanna go proper."

"Um... o-okay..." He nodded. It was the least he could do for her after his father had messed her up so badly. "How... um... how would you like to go properly, then?"

She shifted a little to give him a smirk. "That's the second thing you can do to help." She grunted a little as she shifted once more. "Help... get me out of these clothes. Then... then I'd like to feel you stuffing whatever rod you've got hidden into me."

He blinked again, but let out a soft laugh. "Ah... y-you know I'm a horse right? Not to brag, but... it... probably would be a little big for you..."

She let out a laugh, only for it to turn into a wet cough half-way through. "Kid, I'm gonna die anyway. Too big is just what I need stuffed into me." He smiled and nodded, moving his hands down to help her with her pants. "Anyway, for the... end... use my knife and... see if you can't cut my head off. O-or at least open my throat proper and deep." She let out a slightly pained grunt as he had to lift her hips to pull the pants down. He found she wore no panties under them as they slid down her toned thighs.

He tossed them to the side, then looked up. "Shirt, too?" She nodded. "Okay." She let out another pained grunt as he sat her up slightly to peal the blood-soaked shirt up and over her head. "Sorry." He was careful to lay her down gently once more, tossing the clothing away. He smiled a little as he got to see her naked form. She was very cute. Her tits weren't too big, but she wasn't flat, either, nice bumps big enough to grip. Though the tan fur was matted with the blood, the wound right next to her right tit still leaking. The two on her toned abs also showed no sign of slowing down.

"Hey." He flinched, looking at her face. "You gonna keep staring and keeping me waiting? Or are you gonna let me see what you're hiding?"

"Right! S-sorry. You're just... really pretty."

She chuckled. "Thanks." He stood up so he could quickly yank down his shorts and underwear. Near twelve inches of horse cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing, the flesh dark with pink spots all along the length. He pulled his shirt off as well, exposing the rest of him. Black fur coated a thin body, with white splotches here and there, like someone had spilled paint on him. His black mane also had the white, but not in steaks like his sister, but at the tips, like he frosted his hair. She tried to let out a whistle, but didn't quite manage. "Very nice. Bet... you could stuff that thing all the way to my womb..."

"Y-yeah, probably." He had no doubts it could reach, at least. He glanced down as she parted her legs, fully presenting her pussy for him. He moved to kneel down between her legs, resting his cock against her. He pushed forward until his heavy balls were against her slit. The slightly flared tip of his cock was left sitting high against her abdomen, above her navel. "Yeah. I think it'll reach."

Penny let out a panting gasp as she felt him throbbing against her. "Oh... gods! You horses are something else!" She reached down, gently stroking along his length. "Go on, big boy. Stuff this meat into me. Fuck me good and hard! D-don't... go holding back because I'm... hurt. I... don't mind being broken..."

He smiled. "Good... because I'm definitely going to break something getting all of this into you." She let out a shuddering moan at that. He slowly slid himself back, until his tip was pressed against her lower lips. He gripped her thighs, and started to push forward. Her moan grew into a lustful, pained whine. He grit his teeth, her lips slowly parting, but not enough. Suddenly he slipped, his cock missing. He repositioned and tried again, pressing hard once more. After another two slips, he moved one hand to hold his shaft at the medial ring to keep it from moving. "You're a bit too tight. Gonna take some effort."

"Hah... then you better... spread me nice and wide!"

He nodded, gripping her hip with his other hand. He leaned over as he started to push this time, letting out a low moan as he really did have to press hard forward. Penny let out a gasp, then a louder whine as she did start to spread more and more under the pressure. Suddenly, he was inside, several inches plunging into her all at once. She let out a loud cry, only a little in pain, as her tunnel was filled past what she had ever felt before, stretched to the very limit. Quin also yelped, tensing up as he finally got inside. "FUCK! You are tight!" He let go of his dick and just gripped her hips so he could try and push deeper. "I think you're than Laura!"

She was crying out as he started to move, feeling herself straining to take what he already had given, and yet more kept sliding inside. "Gods, yes! You're... just fucking huge!" She had always wanted to try riding a horse at least once, but knew the risks. Especially with some of the equine agents. Lyal of City 0 was legendary for his monster of a cock, which had been used in many a culling over the years, and most equine agents were not too far off from that. But even an 'average' horse like Quin was just past the edge of too much for a smaller woman like her.

"D-don't you... dare stop!" She panted and cried out as he started to hump forward again.

"I wasn't going to!" He grunted and panted with her. She could feel every throb, every pulse down the veins of his shaft. He could feel every twitch and slight clench of her inner muscles as they strained around him. He pushed deeper, and soon found his tip mashed against the back of her tunnel, cervix quivering in anticipation against him. She cried out as he struck against it, and he smiled a little. "AH... didn't think I'd hit it already..." She didn't have to tell him to give her more. He pulled back, only to slam forward again, hammering at the barrier, making her cry out louder. Her muscles were clenching tight, arousal drooling around his cock. "Cumming already?"

She nodded. "Yes! F-fuck... it's so much!" Her claws dug into the hardwood floor as he slammed forward again, leaving grooves and scratch marks. "M-more! D-deeper! Fucking... break me, you stud!"

Quin clenched his jaw. "I'm... trying!" He slammed his hips forward hard over and over, smashing into the barrier like a battering ram trying to break through a castle gate. Her whole body rocked back and forth with every strike, her claws leaving more scratches and grooves. Her legs tried to raise up around him, but she found her muscles twitching and trembling too much to control them properly.

With one hard strike, something tore open, and he sank even deeper. Penny let out a cry of blissful agony as she felt herself rip open inside, his huge cock plunging up into her womb. She came again, harder than the last time, everything clenching and clamping. Quin cried out at how hard she gripped him, but he didn't stop. He kept pressing forward, trying to get all of himself into her. He was past the medial ring now, and nearly there. "Fuck... I... I might... bust your womb open, too..."

She panted and gasped. "I... don't fucking care!" She cried out louder as he pushed a little more in with his next several thrusts. It was like he was punching the inside of her belly with every thrust, each one rearranging her insides and sending shivers throughout her whole body. She couldn't help but cum a third time, shouting her pleasure, even as it was getting harder to breathe.

Quin whined, his cock throbbing harder than ever. "Fuck... I'm... not gonna last much longer if you keep squeezing like that!" He still shoved forward, nearly totally inside of her now.

Penny opened her eyes and gave him a wild, lustful look. "Then... do it... now... K-kill me! Cut my neck as you're pouring your seed inside of me!" She yelped as he struck forward again. "P-please... I d-don't... think I'll last much... longer..." Quite a lot of her blood was outside of her body at this point, and she probably had a pretty bad concussion from those hard blows to her head, possibly worse.

He leaned down to reach out, gripping the handle of the knife still embedded into his father's chin. He pulled it free, wiping the blade off on the dead man's shirt a little. He then brought it up and press it against her throat. "I've... never cut someone's head off with a knife before. So, uh... s-sorry if I do it wrong..."

She smiled up at him, her eyes filled with her lustful desires. "No wrong way... as long as it comes off." She cried out again as he throbbed inside of her. "Do it! Fill me and kill me!" He couldn't hold back hearing her beg like that. His hips slammed forward one last time, finally shoving the last bit of his cock inside of her. They both cried out loud, cumming at the same time. His tip flared wide, pushing out her already over-stretched womb, and then flooding it with his see. Wave after wave pumped deep into her as she clenched hard. Even her womb seemed to be quivering around him.

Then he jammed the blade into her throat, turning her cries into a gurgle. He started to cut through the flesh, which only made her cum so much harder. Every slice made her hips buck up against him, her muscles clench harder around him, milking him of all his balls had to give. He found cutting a head off with a dagger was a lot harder than he expected. He'd done it with an ax before, but this took a lot more effort. It also didn't help that her body was still thrashing under him, trying to drain his balls dry. Finally, with a crunch, he cut through the spine and the rest of her neck. Her head rolled slightly to the side, a look of pure ecstasy on her face.

He dropped the knife and started to hump at her again, a second orgasm overtaking him. He wasn't even sure he had more to dump into her, but his cock still pulsed and jerked as the pleasure washed over him. He didn't know how long it lasted, but he soon fell against her. Her body still trembled slightly under him, but it was starting to finally slow down. He panted heavily. Not caring that he was getting her blood all over his fur laying against her like this. "Fuck... I've never cum that hard..." He lay there for a while, gasping to catch his breath.

He eventually pushed himself up, looking down at the headless cheetah under him. Her belly had bulged out slightly from how full he had pumped her womb. To his surprise, it had held up to the beating his cock was giving it. "Well, I guess if I'm going to die today anyway, I got one last good fuck in." He gripped her side tight. "Right. Now for the... harder part..." He started to pull back, letting out a loud cry. She was gripping so tight, even dead, not wanting to let him go. Just like with his entry, he felt something tear, and he suddenly pulled almost his whole length out in one go. "AHHH! FUCK!" He pulled the last bit out, a flow of bloody jizz following, dumping out onto the floor. He set her down again, gently patting her thigh. "Damn, girl. Even dead you didn't want to let go."

He shifted over, leaning his back against the wall beside her. He picked her head up, looking at her face. He'd seen people with those lustful death faces before, and it was always so sexy. He smiled, happy he was able to be the reason for hers. "Well, guess I'll just wait for that backup to finally get here and give me that culling you were supposed to." He brought her head to his crotch, pushing his cock into her open mouth and gently bobbing it along his still hard cock. "Don't think you'll mind me having a little more fun while we wait."

It was another ten minutes before the agents arrived. They found him sitting there, her head still in his lap, having blasted another load, this time onto her face. He had expected them to kill him right there, but instead they told him he was under arrest for the murder of a PopCon agent. Murder was a very uncommon term for any Pekian to hear. He still didn't resist, giving his statement when asked, and otherwise letting the agents take him in. They did at least let him get a change of shirt and shorts first.

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"And... well, now I'm here. So... you know the rest." Quin cleared his throat, finding it a little sore from talking so long. "I... hope that wasn't too much detail?"

Vernon shook his head. "No. That's actually quite good. Most don't give us enough. I'd rather have too much."

Quin nodded. "So... that's pretty much all there is. So... I guess now it's time for me to die? I won't fight it. I was supposed to be dead hours ago already." The lion nodded, but didn't say anything. He stood up, and Quin expected him to slash his throat with claws, or snap his neck. Instead, the man just walked out of the room without another word. "Uh..." He flinched when the door closed. "Was... I supposed to follow him?" He looked around, waiting for someone to come in and yell at him for just sitting there. But nothing happened. Seconds stretched into minutes, and he was feeling both a little awkward, and a little scared. Were they getting some kind of really bad execution ready for him? He did kill a PopCon agent. That was a pretty serious crime, even if she asked him for it.

He jumped when the door opened again. Vernon stepped inside, face as serious as it had been the whole time. "Ah... w-was... I supposed to follow you?"

"No." The word was said flat and almost disinterested. He sat back down across from the horse, then leaned his elbows on the table. "I've talked with my superiors, and they've made a decision. I agree with it."

Quin swallowed, though his mouth still felt dry. "What... kind of execution am I getting?"

Vernon set a piece of paper on the table, sliding it forward. "A stay of execution."

Quin just stared at the paper in front of him. An letter of exemption, marking him as safe from a culling. It was good for a whole year. He kept reading and re-reading it, not fully believing it. Even with his name right there at the top. It even had a picture of him and everything. "I... don't understand..."

The lion's features finally softened a little. "We have decided that the man actually responsible for Agent Arthur's death was your father. Autopsy on her body showed her lung had been cut and was bleeding, and the gut wounds had caused more bleeding at her intestines. Nothing to do with how hard you were hitting her insides, either. She was going to die whether you had beheaded her or not." He actually smiled. "Instead, you chose to not only help her die in a way of her choosing, but you gave her a rather pleasant end. One any Pekian would be proud of." He leaned back a little. "It would reflect quite poorly upon the agency if we were to go executing such upstanding citizens for performing an act of such kindness to our own agents."

Quin stared in disbelief... again. He realized that his mouth was hanging open, and snapped it shut. "I-I... d-don't know what to say!" He finally let out a laugh, in spite of himself. "Thank you!?" He laughed again.

Vernon smirked. "On a personal note, Penny was a friend of mine. I'm happy she got to go out fulfilling one of her life-long desires and riding a horse." He held out his hand. "So thank you for doing that for my friend."

Quin shook the man's hand. "You're... welcome?" He cleared his throat. "So... what... do I do now?"

After taking a deep breath, the lion's serious expression returned. "Now, you go home. You are free to leave. The bodies of your parents and sister have already been recovered. Cleaned up most of the blood, but you'll have to deal with anything the team missed." He let his expression soften a little. "And you make sure to propose to that cute girlfriend you've got. Make a family, have babies, and teach them to act as you did. Pekia could use more fine, upstanding citizens like you."

Quin nodded, standing up and saluting... though he had no idea why he did that. "Yes, sir!" He felt embarrassed and put his hand back down. "And... thank you again!"

"Sure." Vernon pointed at the door. "Go on, kid. Get going!" The horse nodded, though was half-way to the door before having to turn back to grab the exemption paper, then finally left. The lion shook his head, but smiled more genuinely. "Good luck, kid. Don't fuck up your second chance. Those don't come around very often." Especially in Pekia.

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