With a wistful sigh, I gathered together the small stack of resumes I'd layed across my desk.  The old weasel was retiring this year, and Jack wanted us to hire a new kid before he left.  Any of them would do really.  It was an easy job, just a small town CopyShop, but I knew we needed a special kind of candidate.  Grinning slyly to myself, I remembered when I first got hired myself, 10 years ago now.

I remember coming in for my interview.  The old weasel was really quick to hire me, suspiciously quick.  He asked me three times how old I was, and I gave him the same answer each time.  I had just turned 13 and I was eager to start my first summer job!  I was young and bright eyed, ready to make a little spending money.  He must have seen something in me then, he knew I'd be the perfect fit.  He asked me if I could start that very same day.

He handed me my CopyShop uniform polo and said to go meet Jack for training after I changed.  Bouncing and eccstatic, I pulled my shirt off right there in his office and slipped on the new polo.  The weasel seemed to blush a bit when I did this, but nodded in affirmation and pointed toward the door to the sales floor.  "I'll be out later, I have some paperwork to do.  You go meet Jack and just do everything he says." the old weasel nodded.

So out the door I went!  The store didn't have any customers at the time, and the front room was pertty small, so it was easy to spot the tall skinny brown ferret leaning over the checkout counter and wearing the same blue polo uniform the weasel had just given me.  He was older, but not as old as the weasel, must have been in his mid-twenties.  "Hi, you must be Jack!"  I said, waving at him and smiling my friendliest smile.

Jack had one paw behind the counter, the other raising to wave back. "That's me, why don't you come on back here and we'll get started."  He replied back, matching my friendly tone as he gave a welcoming beckon.  I padded around behind the counter, my claws skittering a bit on the linolium floor, and noticed immediately that the ferret was totally naked from the waist down.  The other paw I couldn't see before was wrapped firmly around the shaft of his hard twelve-inch cock, stroking himself slowly up and down.

Frankly the next few minutes were a bit of a blur, it was so long ago I barely remember what happened.  One moment I was staring slack-jawed at my new co-worker stroking his footlong cock, the next I was laying on my back with my footpaws up in the air in nothing but my new polo shirt, moaning out Jack's name as he took my anal virginity right there on the prep counter.  "Oh Jack, Jack!!!"

The commotion must have been audible from the weasel's office too, because a couple of minutes later he shuffled out with his stack of papers, took one look at the furiously pumping hips of the lanky brown ferret driving his cock deep into his new hire's thirteen-year-old backside and let out a half-grunt, half-sigh.  "Damnit Jack, on his first day?  Can you please not do this on the sales floor?"

"Sorry dad, I've been horned up all morning, you know how it is." the ferret called back, not skipping a beat as I was laying there on my back taking this huge raw cock for the first time in my life.  The 'dad' comment barely registered with me at the time, but I later learned that Jack was the old weasel's son.  He'd hired me specifically because he knew his son was a raging pedo, and that when I showed up there with my bright eyes and wagging tail that I was just his type.  "Thanks so much for hiring this one dad, he takes it soooo much better than the last couple kids."  Basically, I was hired to be his son's personal fucktoy, and that's exactly what I was.

This continued all summer long.  Whenever there were customers in the store it was all smiles and friendly customer service, but during the downtime, and there was a lot of downtime, Jack had his dick out and more often than not had it stuffed into my muzzle or my rear.  Now, some cubs might complain about this, but I fucking loved it.  I looked forward to coming to work every day, tasting Jack's musky cock, feeling it sunk balls deep under my tail.  After the first week, I stopped wearing underwear altogether.  After the second week, I was so constantly loose that he didn't need to use lube anymore.

Jack was always horny and he never got tired of me.  He said he loved fucking me more than his boyfriend, and that I was way better at taking his cock.  I remember one day in particular where I was down behind the counter deep throating Jack's cock, as I would often do when there were customer's around and Jack still needed some action, and I heard the voice of Jack's boyfriend.  My ears perked, the twinky little goat was saying something about a date night, "and when we get home, I'm gonna rub that nice big pole of yours aaaaall up and down."

"That's great babe." I heard Jack reply, not exactly enthused about getting a handjob when he needed so much more.  I knew what he needed.  While his boyfriend was rambling on about some TV show or something I pushed his cock deep down my throat and squeezes his heavy sack in my paws.  I could hear him groaning and trying to resist, but that wouldn't last long.  I swallowed his cum in a three heavy gulps, letting some run down my chest as I slowly pulled off.

"You okay babe?  You made a weird face, and what was that sound?" his twinky goat boyfriend inquired.  If he only knew he was getting cucked by a thirteen year old, one who could satisfy his man far better than he ever could.

"Uh nothing, the printer makes weird sounds sometimes.  Hey I'll catch you later babe, okay?  I might be at work late tonight, we have a paper shipment coming in after close."

I grinned to myself, knowing full well there was no shipment tonight, and he just wanted the extra time to breed my tail on the sales floor when the store was closed.  I knew the old weasel loved to watch us on the security cameras whenever we did that.

On days when we actually did get shipments there was all sorts of other fun we could have.  We had three different delivery guys, Pedro, Sam, and Seymor.  Pedro was an older donkey gentleman, probably in his late 50's, and he loved nothing more than having me ride up and down on his lap in the cab of his delivery truck.  He'd wrap his paws around me and lock his muzzle with mine while his thick donkey cock filled me up so deep I could feel my stomach bulge.

Sam was a younger guy, he loved to double team me with Jack.  Usually they'd do me from both ends, but sometimes they'd both DP my tail and ooooh how I moaned.  Seymor was a prude though, he wasn't having any of it.  Jack had me answer the door for him totally naked one time, and he stormed off without even dropping off our shipment.  It wasn't until some time later when I found polaroids of little girls under the seat of his truck that I learned what he was really after.  Next time he came for a delivery, I wore a little pink skirt and leggings, and he fucked me like a jackhammer right there in the back alley.

One time we actually had a company picnic, which was kind of silly because we only had three employees.  It wasn't so much a picnic as a chance for the old weasel to grill up some burgers and watch while Jack fucked me senseless in the back yard.

We almost got caught so many times, but each time Jack managed to talk his way out of it, or when that failed, he'd offer them my tail or muzzle, and that always worked.

But now the old weasel was retiring and Jack was taking ownership of the business.  Since I got older he'd mostly lost interest in me too, I knew he was finding cubs online and bringing them back home, which was pretty darn risky to do.  The weasel never fucked me either, I don't think I ever saw him naked, but he always loved to watch while Jack used me like a cumrag.

And now it was time to hire a new cub, someone to take up where I left off.  I'd been interviewing candidates all week.  "Hey man, how's the interview going?"  Jack called out from the sales floor.

I leaned back in my chair and looked at the little cub down between my legs.  He'd been sucking my cock for half an hour now and damn if he didn't have endurance.  "Real good, I think this one's a winner."

"Oh yeah?!" the ferret perked up, coming into my office and stripping off his uniform polo.  "Let's fuck his ass together then!"