Warning: this story contains scenes of Penectomy (the removal of the penis) and has scenes which are of a gay sexual nature. Scenes exist in non-consensual situations. If you don’t like any of this, please close the document now...

In a city the size of Rivermont, crime was an everyday reality. Crimes happened all the time, keeping the police constantly occupied. In a place like that, if you were lucky, slipping through the cracks as a criminal wasn’t all that difficult.
Jason, a 20-year-old wolf had always been the bully in school. But whereas most bullies typically shy away if they’re faced with a serious challenge, he went for it. It landed him expelled from school and consequently struggled finding work. 
After one particularly bad interview where he was directly challenged for being confrontational, he ended up getting revenge by dabbling in a spot of arson… suffice to say, no one was employed to that role any time soon. 
It was an overcast day in the city. The sound of cars honking their horns, loud diesel engines of busses and trucks driving by – and the smell of engine fumes drifted past as Jason walked down the street wearing an all-grey tracksuit. Soft grey branded sweatpants, and a branded hoodie, with his hood up over his head – and ears sticking up through the ear holes in the hood. 
He had his eyes open as he walked for any sucker he could easily take, or shop which likely was a soft target to just walk in and grab something.
One of his favourite places to hit were vape shops. With their sudden explosion across the city, there were plenty to choose from - most of them busy with customers and guarded by little more than third-rate security cameras.
He spotted one across the street, a recently opened shop in what had been a vacant unit for years. The exterior was hastily patched up, a tarpaulin sign loosely fastened over the old storefront with screws. In the window, freshly bought neon signs flickered, loudly announcing they were open for business.
As he jaywalked across the street, he noted the dilapidated security camera still bolted to the outside wall, its aluminium casing corroded and the wiring yanked loose from the back. A good sign. This pop-up shop clearly hadn’t invested much in security.
He walked into the shop, noting the couple of people in the line to buy various flavours of liquid, and had a scan round… little colourful boxes of various flavours – and all laid out on shelves…
He smirked as he checked for cameras, and the only one in there was, was above the register, focusing on those buying… He snickered to himself thinking about how dumb that actually was as he moved closer to a shelf and grabbed a handful of strawberry liquids and shoving them into his hoodie pocket in one fluid motion. 
He carried on walking round – and there were CBD liquids too! Now those – he could sell for a decent price. Once more, with an ear swivelled to make sure the shop assistant was busy, he reached out as he passed close to the shelf, forking in about six of the CBD liquids… 
He started making his way back towards the front of the store, weaving around the various stands and then heading for the door, all the time keeping his ears tuned, but not turned in the direction the shop assistant as they completed the latest transaction…
Look natural, don’t behave suspiciously – and that was the art of the game… and he was back out on the street, no alarms, no shouting – just as was expected.
He carried on down the street only to spot a nerdy looking tourist. He was about 18, a brown furred rabbit that was wearing a bobble hat with his tall ears sticking up out of it on both sides, a scarf, even though the weather was probably about average for mid-march, a backpack which had patches all over it of various cities – and holding a tourist map, looking for where to get to the next sight. 
Jason approached confidently “Hey, you lost?” he asked with a touch of kindness to his voice
“Oh! Well, not really – I have a map, but I’m looking for the Founders Monument? Do you know the best way? There’s like three routes on here I could take – but wasn’t sure what the best one is.” the rabbit replied brightly
Jason smiled back, flashing his teeth a little “Well, sure – I can take you, as I’m swinging by there anyway!” he said, wrapping an arm round the rabbit’s shoulders
The rabbit blinked but nodded with a slightly apprehensive smile and was lead down the street by the wolf “You live here?” he asked the wolf
Jason nodded “Yeah, though I do wonder why people come to look at this place, it’s a dump mostly.” He laughed 
The rabbit laughed back “I suppose, wherever someone is from is always different to the places they go visit huh?” 
Jason grinned “Yeah I guess!” he then ushered the rabbit into an alleyway “this way – it’s a short cut.” 
The rabbit looked round briefly – and raised up the map he was looking at earlier, still in his hand “A-are you sure? I, don’t think its going the right way.” 
The moment the two were out of earshot, and behind a dumpster – Jason shoved the rabbit up against the grubby looking wall “Shit you tourists are dumb” he snickered
“Hey!” the rabbit protested “Let me go! I’ll shout!” 
Jason pulled out a nasty looking 7-inch blade from his pants pocket “Oh?” he said before moving it up to the rabbit’s throat “Want to try that?” 
The rabbit’s eyes went wide and shook his head silently. 
“Now. Give me your wallet, and your phone.” Jason said simply “And you can be on your way to that monument.” 
The rabbit nodded and reached into his pocket, his hand shaking slightly and pulled out his wallet, handing it over “Th-there’s like ... 300 in there... you don’t need my phone as well do you?” 
Jason growled quietly “You don’t need your throat, do you?” he replied shoving the rabbit’s wallet into his pants pocket
The rabbit quickly reached into his other pocket, pulling his phone out and handing it over. “T-take it… c-can I go now?” 
Jason nodded and stepped back “Now fuck off. And if you call for help? I’ve got your shit… I’ll be able to find wherever you’re staying – and deal with you for good… ok?” 
The rabbit nodded, slowly sliding away from the wall and breaking into a run back down the alley. 
Jason chuckled to himself, pulling the wallet out and having a look through…. The rabbit wasn’t kidding – there really was a wedge in there…. 
He shoved it back into his pocket and carried on padding down the alleys he knew so well, easily able to loose a persuer should there have been any.
It was only a minute or two later as he was navigating the alleys back towards a main street that he spotted someone further down the alley, walking in the same direction – towards the street. From the looks of him, he seemed to be a raccoon, but the only thing that told him that was the tail – since he was dressed in a black hoodie and black sweatpants. 
Jason closed, walking quickly – thinking this would likely be some lost person, traversing the alleys having tried to find a shortcut. 
Twomasks could hear the footsteps closing behind him, waiting for his target to come to him. 
Finally, as Jason drew up behind, the wolf pulled his knife once again and pushed it up against the raccoon’s back. “That’s far enough.” Jason said sternly 
Twomasks grinned, unseen by Jason “Oh. Oh no” he said flatly and in a sarcastic tone “I’m being robbed. Help.” 
Jason growled, irritated that the raccoon wasn’t seemingly taking it seriously. He threw his arm round the raccoon’s chest from behind and pushed the knife more firmly into his back “Shut the fuck up.” The wolf snarled “Give me your wallet, and your phone – or you wont be leaving this alley” 
Twomasks, still grinning replied “You know, it’s easy to stab someone in the back.”  before suddenly twisting round, facing the wolf – the knife blade pushed to the side briefly before Jason returned it to the raccoon’s stomach. 
“Don’t fuck with me man. I’ve made corpses before and I’ll do it now if you have a death wish. Wallet and phone – final warning.” Jason snapped at the raccoon 
Twomasks swiftly brought his hands up – shoving the wolf back a couple of steps. “I do like it when people threaten me with blades. Have I pissed you off enough now? Come on… Stab me. Let’s see where it gets you.” He smirked 
Jason growled loudly “You just fucked up!” and with that he stepped forwards, thrusting the knife straight into the raccoon’s chest. He could feel as the knife pierced and sank in its full seven inches. 
Twomasks stood, not a stranger to the pain of being stabbed in the chest given his extended life time of experience, and as Jason ripped the knife back from his chest, instead of showing any sign of pain, or fear – he simply stood, smirking as his black hoodie grew darker at the entry point where the knife had stabbed him, the wound inside already starting to heal...
Jason’s angry expression started to soften into one of confusion… as this was not normal for someone who had just been mortally stabbed…
Twomasks took a deep breath and spat a bit of blood onto the floor next to him as he reached into his pocket “Now it’s my turn.” 
Without any more warning – he pulled a small knife from his pocket and threw it with force at the wolf’s shoulder. The blade whined through the air – impacting with a deep thud – burying itself up to the handle in Jason’s shoulder.
Jason let out a yelp, staggering back, a number of the vape fluid bottles falling from his hoodie as he did.
Twomasks advanced on the wolf quickly as Jason, struggling with the pain coming from his shoulder slashed out with his still bloody knife – trying to fend off the seemingly unstoppable raccoon.
Twomasks grabbed the wolf’s wrist and tugged him closer, before pulling Jason’s knife from his hand and looking straight into the wolf’s pained face “You’re the only one fucking up today.” He said before slamming the wolf forcefully up against the wall of the alley, in a similar fashion that Jason had done to that poor bunny earlier. 
Jason let out another yelp before punching out with his uninjured arm, landing a swift blow to the raccoon’s stomach. 
Twomasks growled as the wolf punched him in the gut, but immediately slammed Jason’s head back into the brick wall “The big bad wolf needs to calm down a little doesn’t he!?” 
As Jason’s head impacted the wall, he saw a bright flash, followed by an intense pain, and dizziness setting in… his legs buckled and he slumped down the wall, trying to work out what had just happened … Still with the throwing knife stuck in his shoulder. 
Twomasks wiped off the 7-inch blade he’d taken from the wolf on the sleeve of his hoodie, before moving down and tugging one of the wolf’s feet, pulling him back from the wall a little so he was laid flat. “Lets see what the big bad wolf has for me today then huh?” he said with a grin
Twomasks crouched down and noted the bulge to the crotch of the wolf’s sweatpants as the fabric draped over Jason’s package inside. He reached out and pushed his fingers into the waistband, pulling them down and getting a good look at the wolf’s package. 
Uncut, soft, and sat flopped to one side over a cute pouch of decent sized balls – the wolf’s bits laid there vulnerable... Usually there would have been no chance anyone who he’d not wanted to – would have got anywhere near them… 
Jason whimpered, still trying to work out what’s going on with the world spinning, only feeling the odd sensation as he felt his pants being tugged down 
Twomasks reached out and grabbed Jason’s dick and balls tightly “Yeah, I think these are better than any wallet or phone... they sure taste better that’s for sure!” 
Jason felt his whole package was suddenly grabbed, a little bit of clarity forming in his mind “W…wait … what the … f-fuck?!” 
Twomasks moved the wolf’s own blade down to just in front of his hand, where the wolf’s dick and balls were still held firm to his body. “Phones and wallets can be replaced… but these cant” He snickered 
“Wait!!! Fuck!! Wait!!” Jason cried out 
But Twomasks wasn’t in a merciful mood, and slowly drew the wolfs blade across underneath, first slicing through the wolf’s sack, and cleanly slicing through the cords holding the wolf’s balls to his body. With just one simple motion – Jason had been castrated… 
Jason yelped out, his voice breaking into a far squeakier sound as the intense pain hit him in the guts
Twomasks kept the blade deep into the wound and drew it up further, the blade now slicing into Jason’s cock, the wolf’s once so precious dick being sliced from his body as easily as cutting through a juicy steak… 
Jason let out a squeak, before his voice failed him his hands quickly moving up to try to protect his junk as his senses returned a little more…
Twomasks held firm as the wolf grabbed at his hands, far stronger than the wolf had ever expected – and with one final tug, Jason’s own blade sliced through what was left holding his junk to his body – and his entire package came free in his hands. 
Jason let out an uncharacteristic squeak, suddenly curling up, his hands pressed down into his crotch where his junk had always been... 
Twomasks lifted up the wolf’s junk, holding it by just his thumb and fingers pinching the tip of his foreskin, the balls hanging heavily underneath “Yeah, I bet you liked these huh?” 
Twomasks now pushed the wolf back to the ground once more, and shoved Jason’s own severed dick up against his nose “You probably liked your scent too huh? This dick – in your pants during each and every robbery, theft and murder? … well now it’s all mine.” 
Jason squeaked once more, utterly broken as he was forced back – only to have his still warm dick pushed up against his nose – breathing in his scent stronger than he’d ever sensed it before…. 
Twomasks finally let go of the broken wolf and stood back up, the wolf’s eyes following his severed package. The raccoon slowly pulled the foreskin back, inspecting the shiny once so sensitive head “Yeah. Nice dick. Shame its former owner was such a prick.” He said before shoving it into his pocket.
A million thoughts raced through Jason’s mind… but somewhere, buried beneath them all, was regret.
Twomasks reached down, grabbing the wallet and phone the wolf had stolen from the rabbit earlier. Then, with a practiced motion, he pulled his knife from the wolf’s shoulder.
Without a word, he turned and walked away, leaving the wolf to face his fate.

Just a road away, Twomasks spotted the rabbit who he’d seen getting robbed earlier, sat on a bench looking lost, scared and alone. Staring at the ground trying to work out what to do. 
He walked over and dropped the rabbit’s phone and wallet into his lap “I think this stuff is yours.” He said patting the rabbit on the back
The rabbit blinked, seeing his things returned and looked up at the raccoon in surprise and happiness “Oh my gosh!! Thank you!! How did you get them back?!” 
Twomasks smirked “The wolf found out there was a cost for being such a prick… and tourists need to stick together sometimes huh?” he said before starting on his way again
The rabbit called out “Hey, I should give you something as a reward for being so kind!” 
Twomasks snickered and said without turning back “No need, the wolf did that bit too.”