Weenie Shop by ironsnake345 The sun shone brightly over the streets of Neon City. Furs of all shapes and sizes were roaming the city, some talking, some playing, some having fun in one way or the other. Terry the husky was out for a stroll, enjoying the sights as he passed a few couples enjoying a nice fuck by the side of the road, and even a handful of corpses left over after what must have been a very fun snuffing. Terry was being a bit shy as usual, and he was woefully overdressed for the city. He was wearing a pair of shorts with legs so long as to conceal his soft cheeks, and even his curvy torso was covered by a shirt. Every time he passed by a pair of furs having sex on the sidewalk, it made him blush. Doubly so if one of them was being strangled or cut up. Neon city was the kind of city where telling someone to kill themself was of the same impact as telling them to eat a dick, and had roughly the same likelihood of them actually doing it, just for fun. Eventually, Terry decided he was getting a bit bored of walking around watching people fuck, so he decided it was time to pick a building that sounded fun and head inside. He considered visitng the bowling alley, but the owners of that place were a bit anal about keeping the place clean, and probably wouldnt be happy if he decided to make the game more interesting. The next place on the menu was a fun little arcade, with all sorts of games for him to try out, and of course an assortment of sexual favors available at the ticket exchange. Then his stomach growled at him. Terry realized that he had been so excited getting ready for his day, he forgot to eat breakfast. Thus, he simply picked the nearest restaurant: Willys weenie shop. He was so hungry he didnt bother to consider the implications of that name at first. The door opened with a cheery jingle of a bell on a rope, giving way to a tiny restaurant, with just a bar and a few tables set out for customers. Behind the counter stood an overweight hippo wearing nothing but an apron which would at least keephot juices off of his round belly. The hippo greeted Terry with a wave. Heya, welcome to Willys Weenie Shop! Where the hot dogs are a whol enew kind of... Say, arent you that shy husky who watched me cut up a ferret at the beach party last weekend? Terry was a bit surprised, but he did certainly remember that party. Yeah, you were... You were that guy who was at the barbecue pits, grilling up a bunch of... Err... Cocks? The hippo offered. Terry blushed. Err, yeah, those. The hippo gave a hearty laugh. Still as shy as ever, arent you! Heheh, well, anyway, as you probably guessed by now, My names Willy, and we dont only sell regular hot dogs here. Really? Curiously, Tarith took a peek over the bar, and sure enough, sitting under warming lamps were an assortment of hot grilled meat cylinders, ready to be eaten. An assortment of hot dogs and bratwursts, and right next to them a dozen cocks of all shapes and sizes. A pair of pointy, knotted canine dicks, a cute tapering feline prick complete with barbs, A few long, girthy horsecocks, but the sheer thickness of the one on the far right caught Terrys eye the most. It was incredibly long, tapering suddenly at the middle from a considerable girth to a more average thickness. It looked like it would have to be cut in half to fit on a bun. The one on the far right is mine, offered Willy. I always make it the first one I trim off, so I don't go bumping things around all day." "Oh my..." Said Terry. "So," said the hippo, "Which treat will you be taking this afternoon? Or is it going to be your own this time around?" "M-my own?" Asked Terry. "Yeah, people come in and have me cook up their junk to serve to them all the time! Sometimes, they even have it still attached while I'm cooking it, and sometimes it's still attached while they're eating it too!" "While they're eating it? I... How does that even work?" "It works with the help of a couple of these things!" Willy produced a pair of little metal discs from behin the counter. Made from polished steel, they had a ring base which served as the frame for a very shallow dome. A few LED lights were on teh surface of each, but they were currently off. The hippo flicked a tiny switch on each, and a swirl of colors flashed on in the center of each tiny metal dome. Willy presented the pair of baubles to the husky. "Go head, stick a finger in and try it out! It won't bite!" Hesitantly, Terry, reached forward and set his pinky finger pointing straight forward. He poked it into one of the colorful lenses, and to his surprise another finger just like it emerged from the other. Curiously, he stuck the whole finger through, and a whole finger stuck out of the other ring. He wiggled it around, the disembodied finger wiggled in unison. "Portal rings!" "That's right! Just pop one of these bad boys on and you get to feel every moment of eating your own bits! What do you say, cutie?" Terry was blushing as thoughts of what he was getting into flashed through his head. Thoughts of intense, searing heat on his cock, turning it from a breeing tool to his daily lunch. Thoughts of his own sharp teeth biting down, slicing through the still living flesh. Would it make him cum? Or maybe it would hurt too much... Um, excuse me, Terry began, But wouldnt that kind of... hurt? Well, of course its going to hurt. But, in the end, thats why a lot of furs like it so much! Of course, if youre not sure you can take it, you can go ahead and pop this on an Ill give you a little test run. You can just tell me if its too much for you, okay? Willy offere his customer one of the portal rings, leaving the husky to consider his options. Terry never pictured himself as the type of guy to enjoy something like that, but... Well, he did have a lot of fun drowning in the high tide last weekend. Hesitantly, he reached out and took the ring, then brought it down to his crotch, slipping it over his sheath. A little furry nub popped out of the matching portal, a little red tip poking out, showing off his arousal. Fantastic! Now, lets get you ready. Remember, just say the word and Ill stop. With that, the hippo behind the counter began poking an prodding at the sheath. Terry bit his lip, blushing a bit as the tiny red tip grew to a long point, then an erect canine shaft. Willy gave the disembodied dick a long, loving slurp, causing Terry to shudder an cup his hands over the flat spot where his cock used to be. By now, he was fully erect, standing tall and proud above the ring as the shopkeeper prouced a sharp needle from behin the bar, flashing Terry a mischievous look. The husky stared nervously at the shining point, hovering closer and closer to the dick, until finally the tip made contact. He felt a sharp, poking feeling on his cock, causing his hands to clasp tighter on his flattened crotch as he gritted his teeth and shut his eyes. Then, he felt the sharp sensation stop, and cautiously opened one eye to look. He did so just in time to see the hippo jab the needle into his cock, piercing th eskin and drawing out a bit of blood. Terry hissed through his clenched teeth, feeling the sharp pain work its way eeper and deeper through his flesh. A strong, tingling sensation seemed to radiate out from the cold needle, making him half moan and half groan as the sharpness reached the other end and he felt the needle being extracted. Finally, he opened his eyes. The neele had a red sheen on it, and red beads were forming on either side of his shaft. More surprisingly, the feeling of having his dick impaled was enough to make him pop his knot. Willy was the first to speak. "Well, you certainly held up alright. How was it?" "Well, it certainly hurt... A lot..." "I bet it did. Your knot certainly seems to like it, though." He poked Terry's knot. "W-well, I mean-" "Would you like to try the broiler next? If it's too much, you can always just say the word and it'll stop just like that." "But, the knot's stuck through the ring, so..." "Well, if need be, I can just flick the portal off and it'll fall right off. You won't even feel a thing, I've tried it a few times and it's completely painless!" "I-I, uh..." Terry's gaze flitted uneasily around the room. He glance between Willy the hippo, the grill full of weenies, the massive hippo cock all ready to eat, and his own pierced penis. He swallowed, and then finally, he made his decision. "Y-yeah. I'm ready to have it cooked!" The hippo smiled wide. "Fantastic! Come along now, let's get you all cooked up!" With that, Willy stepped back into the kitchen, beckoning for the canine to come around the counter and follow him. Terry shyly followed behind, feeling a bit nervous about all the new sensations he was set up for today. As Terry neare the kitchen's entrance, he heard another fur moaning and groaning with pleasure inside. "Oh fuck, Ooohh fuck! Ohh, my god, it's so fucking- hnnggrrh! I'm gonna... Gonna-!" He stepped in just in time to see the horse that was making the noise, slamming his hips into the surface of an odd sort of oven. Every couple feet or so, there was a little hole about waist-height that had a faint red glow coming out of it, and the equine was standing right in front of where one of the holes should be, whinnying in orgasm as he fucked the searing hot gap. Terry blushed intensely as it hit him, wondering if he would enjoy the process as much as the equine. His train of thought was interrupted as he heard a bell ding, which elicited a reaction from Willy as he took his position by an unoccupied hole in the broiler. "There's the time, hotshot! Take her out now, don't want to get overdone, do you?" The horse almost seemed a bit disappointed as he pulled back, extracting his dick from the machine. The flesh was red and bore a single blister, with seared black lines tracing up the length. His cock had taken on the appearance of a cooked hot dog. "Whew... So now what, time to cut it off?" Willy giggled. "Heheh, just a sec there, I gotta take care of this husky here. You just get yourself ready at the chopping block over there!" The horse gave an affirmative grunt and tromped off to the corner of the room, where he stood at one end of a roughly waist-height counter with a cutting board top, resting his cooked cock along its surface. Willy stood at the ready, holding Terry's cock up to push it into the broiler. Terry could feel the heat washing over his rod, which made him shiver. "So, are you ready?" "I..." Terry faltered for a moment. He took a deep breath, and then said with renewed confidence, "Yeah. I'm ready!" With that, the hippo pushed the knotted cock into the broiler. Terry could feel the heat rising higher and higher, until the very air touching his cock started to burn. Then he felt searing hot metal bars make contact with his flesh, burning all the way up and down his sensitive rod, which made him yelp. The burning pain continued turing his yelp into a long groan of pain, his hands reaching down to grasp at his crotch once more but finding only the cold steel of a portal ring, in stark contrast to the all-encompassing burn of the broiler. The head covered his length like a searing blanket, wrapping his rod with hot agony, strongest of all in four little strips where the metal rack was holding him in place. Then, he felt a coolness pour over his tip for a moment, before it caught the heat and bubbled away. It took him a moment to realize he was pre-cumming. Meanwhile, Willy strode over to the cutting board where the horse was positioned, ready to be pruned. He picked up a sharp cutting knife from the counter and held the roasted cock down to the table with his free hand. As the horse felt his sensitive burnt flesh being handled, he let out a little grunt, his cock faintly throbbing. The cool metal edge touched the base of his cock, making him shiver, and then the chef began sawing away at the soft meat. The horse moaned loudly in pain and pleasure, his arms shaking by his side as he clenched his fists as tightly as he could. Quickly, the blade worked its way down, breaking the surface and then passing lower and lower through the sensitive flesh, until the blade hit the wood surface beneath and sliced away the last little bit of flesh binding the horse's organ to his crotch. The horse was left breathing heavily as Willy picked up the now-detached penis. "There you go! One horsecock, ready to dress and eat!" The horse had to take a moment to catch his breath. "That was... Whew, that was something alright. I can't wait to..." Something else had caught the horse's attention. He noticed the husky having taken a seat as he waited for his dick to be cooked, groaning and writhing and shouting in pain (laced with a noticeable amount of pleasure) as he grasped his bare crotch. The horse smiled coyly. "Actually, you know what, I think I'm going to have an appetizer first. I'll come out and get that when I'm done." Willy smiled knowingly and carried off the cock to put it on a bun, leaving the horse alone with Terry. The horse walked up to the husky, the severed nub of his dick and hanging balls nearly eye level to him, then knelt down and put a hand on his shoulder to catch his attention. "Hey, you want some help with that?" Terry was a bit startled feeling the hand resting on his shoulder. He turned to face the horse, but his face kept contorting in pain as the throbs and twitches of his broiling member kept the sensation fresh. Every time he tried to say "yes," the searing heat would turn it into another aroused groan, until eventually he settled for a simple nod. "Then just relax," Said the horse as he pulled Terry off of his seat and pushed him face down on the floor. Before the husky could protest, he felt the horse's wet tongue wriggling against his hole, an electrifying sensation in contrast to his burning dick. The horse slurped and lapped at the husky's rear, slowly turning Terry's grunts and shouts into moans until he drove his longe equine tongue deep insie of the dog. Terry gasped, his pleasured moans growing louder and louder with time. The burning agony was turning into a strong tingling sensation, sending shivers down his spine as the intruder snaked its way up his insides and wrestled with his prostate. He felt the cool drip down his tip turn into a river of pre, hot steam sizzling up from below as the metal frame branded his malehood with four black lines. It was too much. He was so close, so clo- Ding! All at once, the horse's tongue slipped out of Terry's rear. "Whoops, sounds like you're done! Better get you out of there! don't want to get overdone, do you?" The horse chuckled as he echoed the hippo that had so recently un-manned him, then tromped over to the broiler and extracted Terry's cock. The knotted canine dick had been completely cooked, browned over by the heat and marked with four black lines that went from tip to knot. The surface had crisped up, seared by the broiling heat, and the knot had been turned into a plump and juicy reward at the base of the whole thing. Terry marvelled at the sight of his cock, having been so suddenly turned into food. His mouth watered, both because it looked delicious and because that penis was his. It felt so surreal to see his own dick detached from his body and turned into food, but it was incredibly arousing, which only seemed to make Terry's blue balls worse. Terry followed behind as the horse returned to the main part of the restaurant, then watched from the other side of the counter as his cock was handed off to Willy. "Giving the new customer a hand, were you? How nice of you~" said the hippo encouragingly. The horse just smiled and took a seat at the bar, where Willy had al.ready set his prepared cock on a plate. The long equine penis had been nestled within the fold of a hoagie bun, and decorated with a few standard condiments. A line of ketcup, a bit of mustard, a blob of relish, and even a sprinkling of saurkraut. Terry blushed as he saw the horse pick up his own severed dick and take a bite out of it, starting at the base and slowly working his way up to the tip. He was distracted by the feeling of something cool pouring over his cock, stinging gently at his seared flesh. When he looked back at Willy, his cock was being dressed in the same way, though his knot didn't quite fit inside the bun. Now that his manhood was lightly decorated, it was placed on a plate and presented to him on the bar. "Eat up!" offered the chef. Terry could feel teh horse staring at him as he nervously picked up the phallic hoagie. Despite having enjoyed getting it cooked so much, he wasn't sure if he could handle actually biting it off. After a full minute of staring nervously at the prepared penis, he decided to start with baby steps. He stuck out his tongue and licked up a bit of the dressing. The feeling of his tongue scraping over the seared flesh sent shivers down his spine. He began to lick at the pointed tip, tasting the pre-cum leaking out once again. 'Okay,' he thought to himself. 'I'll just try a tiny little bite. Just the tip of the tip. And if I can't handle it, I can always just tell Willy to close the portal and it won't hurt anymore. Okay, here goes...' Cautiously, Terry opened his maw wide, bringing not even an inch of bun between his sharp canine teeth. Slowly, his jaw closed, crushing the tiny section of bread flatter and flatter, until he felt a sharp sensation on his cock. His teeth landed in front of the hole, just before the tip would taper off to its characteristic canine point. He shuddered, taking a moment to gather his courage. He counted to three in his head. Finally, his jaws came together. It was like an explosion. His teeth tore through the cooked flesh so easily, snipping off the tiny section of cock. He felt every milimeter of meat being ripped away from the rest. It hurt like nothing he'd felt before, but he lived the feeling so much. His eyes clamped shut in blissful agony, his jaw hung for a moment before he reminded himself to chew. When the stinging abated enough for him to open his eyes, the sight made him blush even harder. He could see the two spongy chambers which controlled how hard he was, and could see the hole leaking pre-cum as he had bitten off perhaps a bit more than intended. In that moment, he knew what he had to do. He HAD to eat the rest. The second bite landed a quarter of the way down his shaft, erasing all the semblance of his head as the juicy, succulent meat disappeared into his maw alongside the sweet toppings. He let out a long, luscious moan, his lips stained with sauce and blood. He chewed up his bite feverishly, erasing the piece of his cock and turning it into nothing more than paste in his stomach, then went in for a third bite. Half his cock had disappeared into his mouth, making him moan even louder this time. The salty taste of pre-cum filled his mouth as he set about eviscerating this bite. His half-cock pulsed, begging to be eaten as little squirts of blood and pre fell upon Terry's fur. Barely taking the time to swallow, he came in for a fourth bite, biting off just above the knot and taking the entire rest of the bun into his mouth with it. His tongue danced over the savory cylinder of meat, drawing out the loudest moan he could manage with his mouth remaining politely closed. The intense sting and powerful tingle in what remained of his cock were overwhelming his senses, making it hard to even balance on the barstool he'd seated himself on. Terry found himself a bit distracted when he felt something warm splash over his face, covering his muzzle with little jets of fluid. He opened his eyes, only to see thick jets of cum squirting from his tiny nub of a cock, barely any more than just a knot but letting loose the strongest orgasm he'd had since he was buried in the sand at that crazy beach party. Finally, Terry swallowed, breathing heavily post-orgasm. He set the knot down on his plate, the portal ring making a little clattering noise, and reached for some paper napkins to clean himself up. Meanwhile, the horse had finished his hot dog, and seeing that Terry was done, decided to say hi. "Heheh, looks like you really enjoyed yourself there. Is it your first time having your cock taken off?" Terry wiped a bit of cum off his nose. "Well...Yeah, this is the first time I've ever done something like this." "Oh really? Well, you know the only way you're gonna get it back is by growing a new you, right? You ever been snuffed before?" "Just twice. Well... Maybe three times. There was this one time I had a drink that turned out to be spiked. I couldn't tell what was in it, but it taste kind of almondy so I assume it was cyanide." "Wow, somebody poisoned you? That's... Kind of fucked up." "Yeah, I know... At least the party was fun up until I woke up at home." "So you're just kind of... Okay with it?" "It was years ago, and it wasn't exactly super traumatic. I had trust issues for a while, but it's all blown over by now." "Well, lucky you. Anyway, if you like, I know a pretty nice place nearby for you to, ehh... Get a new cock, if you catch my drift. My treat!" Terry blushed. "Are you hitting on me?" "So what if I am?" Terry took a moment to think things over. He wasn't sure if he should just walk off with a random stranger. Then again, he had a point; Terry was going to have to be snuffed sooner or later to get his manhood back, and this guy clearly had a lot more experience than him in that regard. Might as well make it a fun time. "Alright, I'll bite. Might as well enjoy ourselves, right?" "Yeah, that's the spirit! But, before you get ahead of yourself..." The horse pointed down to Terry's plate. "You might wanna finish your meal. Terry had almost forgotten about the leftover knot. Blushing a bit, he picked up the portal ring and brought the thick bulb of flesh to his mouth. With a bit of effort, he got the whole thing inside, and in one massive bite, he severed the last remaining part of his dick. He shuddered as his teeth ripped through the thin base of his cock, then began to chew. It was so rich and juicy, a real treat to end his lunch with. Finally, he swallowed, satisfied with his meal. Then, having finished eating, Terry removed the ring from around his nub, handed both sides off to the hippo behind the counter, and got out a bit of money to pay for his lunch. As he left the restaurant, he waved to Willy, and it didn't take him long to start chatting with his equine playmate. He had a feeling that the day's fun had only just gotten started.