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It does not and should not represent anything in the real world\n\n\nGot a journal about The Tenements, with story ideas chockfull of spoilers and whatnot. Check it out if interested and maybe leave a comment if you've got some cool ideas of your own! \nhttps://inkbunny.net/j/523843-bullubullu-the-tenements", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Spending the afternoon with the perverted skunk John Simmons, the wolfcub Dennis finally gets a full course and then some!


This is a story of fiction and fantasy. It does not and should not represent anything in the real world


Got a journal about The Tenements, with story ideas chockfull of spoilers and whatnot. Check it out if interested and maybe leave a comment if you've got some cool ideas of your own!
https://inkbunny.net/j/523843-bullubullu-the-tenements", "writing": "John Simmons was smiling widely when the cub hung up, having just told his mom a lie about staying for dinner at someone else. He could see the guilt on the wolf's features, the ten-year-old apparently a good boy who didn't often tell his mommy lies. His greyfurred tail was drooping low and his eyes were sad as they sought out the skunk's, a wet glint to the blue orbs. John felt his prick harden at that sight, there wasn't much he could take away from the boy now that he had soiled his muzzle and claimed his ass. Only the fucking had disagreed with the cub, something the skunk wanted to remedy. \nOr maybe not.\nThere was a distinct pleasure in pushing boundaries until his wards were well and truly broken. \nHe almost growled, heading for the fridge, getting a beer and a soda for the cub, grunting as his pudgy form sank into his couch. The bottles popped and he set the soda for the cub, taking a few, long swallows of his own beverage before lighting a cigarette. \n\"Want one?\" He extended the package to the wolf, who just shook his head and looked at the floor. \nOh well, there would be time enough to get him addicted later. \nInstead he kicked up his footpaws and turned on the television, gesticulating for the cub to sit down. Dennis slowly waddled over, almost limping, the nice fucking he had given the boy obviously still hurting him. \n\"Just lie on your side and suck my cock.\" The skunk instructed and he noted how Dennis' shoulders slumped as he did just that, gingerly arranging himself on the couch so that his face was staring down the growing erection. \n\nWhy was he doing this? Dennis' thoughts were a constant flux of regret and desire. The skunk had promised him more dirty play, [i]proper[/i] dirty play, the thought of eating the man's shit enough to coax him into lying to his mom and staying here despite having just been violated. He grimaced as he shifted his body, pain radiating out from his not-so-virgin sphincter, which ached and chafed with every single movement, alongside a strange sensation of having to \"go\", the skunk's copious load sloshing around his rectum. \nHe burped then, tasting the skunk's piss as well, alongside the cloying smell of unwashed cock and sharp sweat. Taking in a deep breath through his nose, he could also smell the residual shit that had come out of his own body, despite the man's humanoid cock looking clean, if a bit moist. \nStill, all of these strange emotions and sensations had him open his mouth, and he took the organ into his mouth, sliding down until it hit the back of his throat. \n\"Good boy...\" The skunk groaned, putting a meaty paw on his headfur, pushing him deeper, until he gagged. He was pulled up then, gasping, slobber running out of his mouth. \"Swallow when I put it deep.\" \nHe was pushed down again. Violated. Helpless. The much stronger man cramming more of his cock down his throat this time, to the point where it hurt him, scraped his esophagus. He retched and gagged, snot spilling out his nose, but the skunk held him firm. \"Swallow, Dennis.\" His tone more dark and commanding. The wolfcub couldn't breathe and started to panic, his paws battering at the man's thighs and he was finally let off. He heaved for a phlegmy breath and was then forced down again. The skunk didn't allow him a chance to protest, to pull off, to say no. He just used his throat as a plaything, slowly pushing him up and down with no regard other than to allow him to breathe enough to not pass out. \n\"Swallow.\"\nMore plunges.\n\"Breathe through your nose.\" \nDennis wryly thought that was impossible with how much snot and slime was there. \nAnother terrible thing about all this was the way his tailhole puckered up when he retched and gagged, each spasm making it ache, the bruised folds squeezing together unpleasantly. And yet he didn't bit or punch or struggle really, whining and gagging as his throat was used by the skunk, somehow accepting his place. That headspace felt strange as he dissociated a little, and the ten-year-old compared and contrasted it to how it felt when he had fooled around with Bianca. \nHis train of thought was interrupted as the skunk upped his pace, his thick thighs lifting off the couch as he drove his cock even deeper, until the wolf's nose was planted in his crotchfur, sticky and slimy with saliva and slobber, heavily musky too, Dennis panicking properly now as his breath was cut off for a dozen seconds. When he was pulled off, he struggled to get away, and the skunk let him, grinning widely as the cub coughed and heaved for breath for almost a minute before calming down. \n\"Why are you so mean?\" Dennis complained, getting to his footpaws, wandering if he should run away. \n\"Because that's what you deserve!\" \n\nHe had him! Such a filthy cub had got to have doubts, and John wedged the knife in where it hurt the most. \"You are a dirty boy who wants to drink my piss and eat my shit. You don't [i]deserve[/i] to be treated nicely!\" \nThe wolf just stood there, mouth floundering like a fish out of water. His face was a mess, saliva and throatslime and tears marred his fur there, dripping down to the floor. \n\"Look!\" John pointed. \"You even have a hard-on after all that!\" \nIt was true, the wolf's canine member was halfway out its sheath. He began to blubber. To protest. But the skunk stood up and stepped over, the cub leaning back but not moving an inch. \n\"Now on your knees and get me off with your throat. I'll cook dinner afterwards so you can get that filthy meal you crave, my little [i]filthpup[/i]~\" \nCome on come on come on comeoncomeoncome-\nYES\nThe cub kneeled down, stared at the glistening cock which throbbed in delight at his submission. \n\"Look me in the eyes while you do it.\" John instructed, the skunk putting his paws on his hips, lording over the wolfboy. He did. Blue eyes, teary, doubtful, confused, stared into his lustful gaze and he waggled his hips, his cock bobbing about enticingly. \n\nTen minutes later Dennis was on his elbows, harking up slime and cum, his eyes so salt-crusted with tears that they burned. The skunk had ridden his throat like a toy, his big paws clamped around his skull, directing the pace, directing the depth, grunting and moaning as his second load of the day shot straight down his gullet. \nHis chest and crotch was a mess of slime and vomited-up piss, the stink of it marking him as the skunk's, and it somehow felt [i]right[/i]. As he coughed again, throat burning, Dennis felt the gears click slowly into place, his acceptance of the situation growing more distinct as the skunk simply turned about and began rummaging in the kitchenette, rattling and rustling sounding out as he put on a meal. \nA [i]very[/i] dirty kitchen rag was thrown his way, and the wolf wordlessly dried himself off the best he could. \n\"Floor too!\" \nNaturally he knelt down, scrubbing at the many glinting stains he had caused. Dennis burped, tasting cum and piss and more, a brief second of horror wracking his mind, and then the musky nature of it made his little hardness throb. \nIt had never gone away while he was being facefucked. \n\"You can lick my ass while I cook.\" The skunk suggested, his rump hiding more than enough sweaty musk for the cub to enjoy while he cooked naked, a stained apron protecting his front. \nNaturally he knelt down, plunging his grey-furred head between the pudgy man's asscheeks, the smelly fur and skin marking the cub even further. \n\"Take some of those black, trash bag, the big ones yes. Slice them up and spread them on the floor.\" \nAgain, Dennis just wordlessly accepted his task while the skunk poured the quick stew he had cooked together into a large porcelain bowl, sitting down and watching television while he hurried to chomp down his meal. The wolf's stomach growled, but he knew what was to come, what he hoped would come, and he sliced open the plastic bags and aligned them on the floor. He knew what the skunk had in mind. \n\nJohn burped as he finished his large meal, rubbing his stomach, feeling it rumble. \n\"Lie down, [i]filthpup[/i]~\" He lit a cigarette, taking a few slow post-meal drags, looking at the perverted cub whose three-incher was at full mast. He extinguished the cigarette with a grin, then stepped over the wolf who was on his back, his little, throbbing prick spasming as the skunk flagged his bushy tail up and squatted down. \nIt was a somewhat difficult position to hold for the pudgy man, but the many, many steps he took at the warehouse kept his legs in better condition than most would have thought, and he rested his weight with some comfort as he shuffled his soles along the crinkling plastic until he was satisfied, knees splayed out wide, asscheeks apart, sphincter right above the cub's face. \n\"Please shit in my mouth.\" Came the weak and reedy voice of the throatfucked cub and John's smile was twisted and cruel as he realized just how well-broken the wolf had become in such a short span of time. \nHe grunted, bowels working, sphincter bulging outwards with a poof. But nothing came out. \n\"Lick me out boy.\" He rumbled and instantly felt the cub's horniness through his eager tongue as it penetrated his anal folds. John murred as his ring muscle was massaged and settled even deeper into his squat, thighs burning a little at this point. He pushed out again and heard the wolf whimper as his tongue finally made contact with something solid. \n\nDennis rested his head back on the crinkling black plastic, mouth forced backwards by the skunk's huge turd. It slid out almost silently, greasy folds glinting, blacks and browns and a hint of yellow. Then it slid over his tongue and plopped off, pinched by the skunk, the rest of it retreating up his tailhole again. Gravity made it slide partially down his sore throat, but at this point his gag reflex had been trained so well he simply worked it up again without even a cough, the taste barely noticeable yet. \nThe adult skunk got up and turned around, looking down at him, tugging at his member which slowly grew to half-hardness. \n\"Go on now, my lovely, dirty little pup. Chew it. Eat it. Eat my shit~\" \nHis hesitation melted away and he chewed at the solid log, grimacing at how firm it was, thick chunks breaking off into smaller chunks, his saliva slowly turning it into a nasty paste that released all the revolting, fermented tastes of the skunk's earlier, digested meals. The pudgy man sat down on his knees, his cock dangling above Dennis' head, his thick thighs hemming in his arms. He scooted further up, then leaned backwards so that he could see into his eyes while his flabby butt was above his mouth. The skunk grunted, and Dennis opened his shit-filled mouth, the rest of the turd plopping into it, some of it breaking off, trailing down his cheek, landing on the plastic with a splat. \nThe wolf's mouth was overfilled by this point. He could not chew without swallowing down the most mucky shit unwittingly, feeling bits and bobs scrape his throat on their way down his gullet. It was all over his mouth, clinging to every surface, every tooth, bits sticking painfully under his tongue. He gagged even as he swallowed down more, that residual pain in his rectum flaring up as his whole body clenched up as it struggled to force him to expel the nasty waste he was ingesting. \nHe could hear the fapping sounds as the big skunk jerked himself off to the sight, and even more filthy gears clicked in his mind. The soiled pucker above his head bulged out again, this time making a splurting sound, and Dennis' mouth and face was covered by a sloppier type of waste, bigger chunks mixed with soft-serve shit that clung to his fur and filled his nose with its reek. \n\n\"Just open your throat and swallow like I taught you.\" John said with a growl, shifting forward, trapping the cub's muzzle under his ass. He grunted and pushed harder, his heavy load pouring out in a volume the boy coudn't hope to manage, but which he was forced to unless he wanted to drown as the muck filled his mouth and forced its way down his gullet. \n\"Fuck yeah!\" The skunk lifted off, heavy gags coming from underneath. He grunted as he swung his body around, Dennis protesting weakly as his head was squeezed against the plastic-covered floor, maw pried open, another surge of sloppy manshit threatening to choke him out. As he had expected, his three-inch prick was still at full mast, and the skunk expertly toyed with it as the wolfcub was forced to gobble down his creamy scat with no respite. He could hear the whimpers of panic and see the convulsions of asphyxiation, and yet he kept his place, the cub trapped under his ass, more and more shit pouring down his stomach. The boy tensed up, legs kicking wildly, and he shot a load just as big as the one earlier after the skunk had claimed his virginity. \nOnly then did he let off, and the cub harked and gurgled as he spat out what shit he could, his tired head resting in a large mound of skunkscat, gasping for air, face barely visible through the muck.\nThe skunk got up and looked down, gagging a bit from the putrid stench, wondering how he would get it all cleaned off, especially off the boy before sending him home. Still, there was one last thing...\n\n\"Say 'thank you sir'\" \nUgh it felt so corny, but somehow just right in regards to this filthy puppy. \nA few moments later, Dennis vomited up a glob of slimy shit, spat it out weakly, then turned his filth-caked face in the direction of his voice. \n\"T-T-Thank you... Sir.\" \n\"Good boy~\" ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "John Simmons was smiling widely when the cub hung up, having just told his mom a lie about staying for dinner at someone else. He could see the guilt on the wolf's features, the ten-year-old apparently a good boy who didn't often tell his mommy lies. His greyfurred tail was drooping low and his eyes were sad as they sought out the skunk's, a wet glint to the blue orbs. John felt his prick harden at that sight, there wasn't much he could take away from the boy now that he had soiled his muzzle and claimed his ass. Only the fucking had disagreed with the cub, something the skunk wanted to remedy.
Or maybe not.
There was a distinct pleasure in pushing boundaries until his wards were well and truly broken.
He almost growled, heading for the fridge, getting a beer and a soda for the cub, grunting as his pudgy form sank into his couch. The bottles popped and he set the soda for the cub, taking a few, long swallows of his own beverage before lighting a cigarette.
"Want one?" He extended the package to the wolf, who just shook his head and looked at the floor.
Oh well, there would be time enough to get him addicted later.
Instead he kicked up his footpaws and turned on the television, gesticulating for the cub to sit down. Dennis slowly waddled over, almost limping, the nice fucking he had given the boy obviously still hurting him.
"Just lie on your side and suck my cock." The skunk instructed and he noted how Dennis' shoulders slumped as he did just that, gingerly arranging himself on the couch so that his face was staring down the growing erection.

Why was he doing this? Dennis' thoughts were a constant flux of regret and desire. The skunk had promised him more dirty play, proper dirty play, the thought of eating the man's shit enough to coax him into lying to his mom and staying here despite having just been violated. He grimaced as he shifted his body, pain radiating out from his not-so-virgin sphincter, which ached and chafed with every single movement, alongside a strange sensation of having to "go", the skunk's copious load sloshing around his rectum.
He burped then, tasting the skunk's piss as well, alongside the cloying smell of unwashed cock and sharp sweat. Taking in a deep breath through his nose, he could also smell the residual shit that had come out of his own body, despite the man's humanoid cock looking clean, if a bit moist.
Still, all of these strange emotions and sensations had him open his mouth, and he took the organ into his mouth, sliding down until it hit the back of his throat.
"Good boy..." The skunk groaned, putting a meaty paw on his headfur, pushing him deeper, until he gagged. He was pulled up then, gasping, slobber running out of his mouth. "Swallow when I put it deep."
He was pushed down again. Violated. Helpless. The much stronger man cramming more of his cock down his throat this time, to the point where it hurt him, scraped his esophagus. He retched and gagged, snot spilling out his nose, but the skunk held him firm. "Swallow, Dennis." His tone more dark and commanding. The wolfcub couldn't breathe and started to panic, his paws battering at the man's thighs and he was finally let off. He heaved for a phlegmy breath and was then forced down again. The skunk didn't allow him a chance to protest, to pull off, to say no. He just used his throat as a plaything, slowly pushing him up and down with no regard other than to allow him to breathe enough to not pass out.
"Swallow."
More plunges.
"Breathe through your nose."
Dennis wryly thought that was impossible with how much snot and slime was there.
Another terrible thing about all this was the way his tailhole puckered up when he retched and gagged, each spasm making it ache, the bruised folds squeezing together unpleasantly. And yet he didn't bit or punch or struggle really, whining and gagging as his throat was used by the skunk, somehow accepting his place. That headspace felt strange as he dissociated a little, and the ten-year-old compared and contrasted it to how it felt when he had fooled around with Bianca.
His train of thought was interrupted as the skunk upped his pace, his thick thighs lifting off the couch as he drove his cock even deeper, until the wolf's nose was planted in his crotchfur, sticky and slimy with saliva and slobber, heavily musky too, Dennis panicking properly now as his breath was cut off for a dozen seconds. When he was pulled off, he struggled to get away, and the skunk let him, grinning widely as the cub coughed and heaved for breath for almost a minute before calming down.
"Why are you so mean?" Dennis complained, getting to his footpaws, wandering if he should run away.
"Because that's what you deserve!"

He had him! Such a filthy cub had got to have doubts, and John wedged the knife in where it hurt the most. "You are a dirty boy who wants to drink my piss and eat my shit. You don't deserve to be treated nicely!"
The wolf just stood there, mouth floundering like a fish out of water. His face was a mess, saliva and throatslime and tears marred his fur there, dripping down to the floor.
"Look!" John pointed. "You even have a hard-on after all that!"
It was true, the wolf's canine member was halfway out its sheath. He began to blubber. To protest. But the skunk stood up and stepped over, the cub leaning back but not moving an inch.
"Now on your knees and get me off with your throat. I'll cook dinner afterwards so you can get that filthy meal you crave, my little filthpup~"
Come on come on come on comeoncomeoncome-
YES
The cub kneeled down, stared at the glistening cock which throbbed in delight at his submission.
"Look me in the eyes while you do it." John instructed, the skunk putting his paws on his hips, lording over the wolfboy. He did. Blue eyes, teary, doubtful, confused, stared into his lustful gaze and he waggled his hips, his cock bobbing about enticingly.

Ten minutes later Dennis was on his elbows, harking up slime and cum, his eyes so salt-crusted with tears that they burned. The skunk had ridden his throat like a toy, his big paws clamped around his skull, directing the pace, directing the depth, grunting and moaning as his second load of the day shot straight down his gullet.
His chest and crotch was a mess of slime and vomited-up piss, the stink of it marking him as the skunk's, and it somehow felt right. As he coughed again, throat burning, Dennis felt the gears click slowly into place, his acceptance of the situation growing more distinct as the skunk simply turned about and began rummaging in the kitchenette, rattling and rustling sounding out as he put on a meal.
A very dirty kitchen rag was thrown his way, and the wolf wordlessly dried himself off the best he could.
"Floor too!"
Naturally he knelt down, scrubbing at the many glinting stains he had caused. Dennis burped, tasting cum and piss and more, a brief second of horror wracking his mind, and then the musky nature of it made his little hardness throb.
It had never gone away while he was being facefucked.
"You can lick my ass while I cook." The skunk suggested, his rump hiding more than enough sweaty musk for the cub to enjoy while he cooked naked, a stained apron protecting his front.
Naturally he knelt down, plunging his grey-furred head between the pudgy man's asscheeks, the smelly fur and skin marking the cub even further.
"Take some of those black, trash bag, the big ones yes. Slice them up and spread them on the floor."
Again, Dennis just wordlessly accepted his task while the skunk poured the quick stew he had cooked together into a large porcelain bowl, sitting down and watching television while he hurried to chomp down his meal. The wolf's stomach growled, but he knew what was to come, what he hoped would come, and he sliced open the plastic bags and aligned them on the floor. He knew what the skunk had in mind.

John burped as he finished his large meal, rubbing his stomach, feeling it rumble.
"Lie down, filthpup~" He lit a cigarette, taking a few slow post-meal drags, looking at the perverted cub whose three-incher was at full mast. He extinguished the cigarette with a grin, then stepped over the wolf who was on his back, his little, throbbing prick spasming as the skunk flagged his bushy tail up and squatted down.
It was a somewhat difficult position to hold for the pudgy man, but the many, many steps he took at the warehouse kept his legs in better condition than most would have thought, and he rested his weight with some comfort as he shuffled his soles along the crinkling plastic until he was satisfied, knees splayed out wide, asscheeks apart, sphincter right above the cub's face.
"Please shit in my mouth." Came the weak and reedy voice of the throatfucked cub and John's smile was twisted and cruel as he realized just how well-broken the wolf had become in such a short span of time.
He grunted, bowels working, sphincter bulging outwards with a poof. But nothing came out.
"Lick me out boy." He rumbled and instantly felt the cub's horniness through his eager tongue as it penetrated his anal folds. John murred as his ring muscle was massaged and settled even deeper into his squat, thighs burning a little at this point. He pushed out again and heard the wolf whimper as his tongue finally made contact with something solid.

Dennis rested his head back on the crinkling black plastic, mouth forced backwards by the skunk's huge turd. It slid out almost silently, greasy folds glinting, blacks and browns and a hint of yellow. Then it slid over his tongue and plopped off, pinched by the skunk, the rest of it retreating up his tailhole again. Gravity made it slide partially down his sore throat, but at this point his gag reflex had been trained so well he simply worked it up again without even a cough, the taste barely noticeable yet.
The adult skunk got up and turned around, looking down at him, tugging at his member which slowly grew to half-hardness.
"Go on now, my lovely, dirty little pup. Chew it. Eat it. Eat my shit~"
His hesitation melted away and he chewed at the solid log, grimacing at how firm it was, thick chunks breaking off into smaller chunks, his saliva slowly turning it into a nasty paste that released all the revolting, fermented tastes of the skunk's earlier, digested meals. The pudgy man sat down on his knees, his cock dangling above Dennis' head, his thick thighs hemming in his arms. He scooted further up, then leaned backwards so that he could see into his eyes while his flabby butt was above his mouth. The skunk grunted, and Dennis opened his shit-filled mouth, the rest of the turd plopping into it, some of it breaking off, trailing down his cheek, landing on the plastic with a splat.
The wolf's mouth was overfilled by this point. He could not chew without swallowing down the most mucky shit unwittingly, feeling bits and bobs scrape his throat on their way down his gullet. It was all over his mouth, clinging to every surface, every tooth, bits sticking painfully under his tongue. He gagged even as he swallowed down more, that residual pain in his rectum flaring up as his whole body clenched up as it struggled to force him to expel the nasty waste he was ingesting.
He could hear the fapping sounds as the big skunk jerked himself off to the sight, and even more filthy gears clicked in his mind. The soiled pucker above his head bulged out again, this time making a splurting sound, and Dennis' mouth and face was covered by a sloppier type of waste, bigger chunks mixed with soft-serve shit that clung to his fur and filled his nose with its reek.

"Just open your throat and swallow like I taught you." John said with a growl, shifting forward, trapping the cub's muzzle under his ass. He grunted and pushed harder, his heavy load pouring out in a volume the boy coudn't hope to manage, but which he was forced to unless he wanted to drown as the muck filled his mouth and forced its way down his gullet.
"Fuck yeah!" The skunk lifted off, heavy gags coming from underneath. He grunted as he swung his body around, Dennis protesting weakly as his head was squeezed against the plastic-covered floor, maw pried open, another surge of sloppy manshit threatening to choke him out. As he had expected, his three-inch prick was still at full mast, and the skunk expertly toyed with it as the wolfcub was forced to gobble down his creamy scat with no respite. He could hear the whimpers of panic and see the convulsions of asphyxiation, and yet he kept his place, the cub trapped under his ass, more and more shit pouring down his stomach. The boy tensed up, legs kicking wildly, and he shot a load just as big as the one earlier after the skunk had claimed his virginity.
Only then did he let off, and the cub harked and gurgled as he spat out what shit he could, his tired head resting in a large mound of skunkscat, gasping for air, face barely visible through the muck.
The skunk got up and looked down, gagging a bit from the putrid stench, wondering how he would get it all cleaned off, especially off the boy before sending him home. Still, there was one last thing...

"Say 'thank you sir'"
Ugh it felt so corny, but somehow just right in regards to this filthy puppy.
A few moments later, Dennis vomited up a glob of slimy shit, spat it out weakly, then turned his filth-caked face in the direction of his voice.
"T-T-Thank you... Sir."
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