Three Wheeled Joke Mobile

By Z

Chapter One

Nick Wilde suddenly felt tired. He groaned and watched the small, rabbit police officer in front of him with bored...rather, annoyed eyes. Only seconds ago, she'd taken the fox for a ride, finding a way for him to boast about how much cash he earned as a Pawpsicle hustler in the heart of Zootopia. To his surprise, she'd recorded the confession with a carrot-shaped audio recording pen. The small, violet eyed rabbit proceeded to mention that if he didn't help her find out what happened to some otter that he sold his concessions to, the only place he'd sell Pawpsicles was the prison cafeteria. To her, this was a big deal. But in his world, it was just another missing mammal. A random crime. Something Nick couldn't care less about.

But now, after Nick's running mate Finnick declared that the bunny cop (Leaps or Hopps or whatever she said her name was) hustled him good, the fox knew he was stuck without a place to go.

Might be losing my touch, Nick thought, sighing as his cohort leapt out of their booted-baby-stroller and walked away laughing. The first step in getting old is getting sloppy. He peered down at the Jr. Zootopia Police Department sticker on his green Hawaiian shirt and clenched his canines together.

"Start talking." The petite rabbit demanded.

Nick glared at her, but he knew he was defeated. "I don't know where he is," he sighed. "I only know where he went."

"Great!" the bunny cop said, jumping into her tiny, three-wheeled parking enforcement vehicle. "Let's go!"

Nick's mouth curled into an amused smile and he leaned on the handles of his stroller. He rested his muzzle on his large orange paws. "Are you sure?" he asked. "It's no place for a cute little bunny."

He saw the rabbit cringe and wince. "Don't call me cute," she snapped. "Get in the car."

Nick shrugged, his eyelids heavy and sly, his amused grin replaced by a sly one. "Okay, you're the boss," he said, strolling over to the rabbit's vehicle. "But tell me, Fluff. How are both of us supposed to squeeze into this thing?"

For the first time since she hustled him, the rabbit's eyes opened wide with surprise. "Oooh, I didn't think of that!" she said, putting her hand on top of her gray meter-maid hat. Are you sure you can't fit in behind me?"

"Behind you?"

"Yeah," the bunny said, giving him a look like he was slow. "This is what we have to work with. Might as well get comfortable."

Nick was intrigued. Most residents of Zootopia, regardless of their size or brawn, were fearful or intolerant when it came to foxes. Although the predatory gene seemed to have evolved out of all previous carnivores and herbivores several hundred or thousands of years ago, there was still a stigma out there. But standing right in front of him was a mouthy little rabbit, his ancestors' favorite snack. And she was asking to nestle between his legs in a junky three-wheeled joke mobile.

He had to know what happened next.

"Here, get out of the car, Officer…" Nick said, gesturing with his hand.

"Judy Hopps."

"Yeah, that," Nick said. He slipped into the seat of the single-seater, opened his legs, and pointed his paws toward the empty area. Judy sighed, but painted her face with determination. She wasn't about to let the fox know that somewhere, deep in her core, she was afraid of him. An officer's job was not only to serve and protect, but put their own insecurities and prejudices behind them when on the clock. She wiggled into the spot between his legs. Right away, she realized how tightly pressed her rear end and tail were against his crotch. In fact, even with her hands gripping the steering wheel, her slender arms and elbows rested on his thighs.

She was acutely aware of how warm his body was. Her nose twitched, but she ignored it.

Judy started the car and it sputtered to life. A few taps on the clutch, a shift of the gears later, and the parking enforcement mobile was hobbling along the streets of Zootopia. The wind danced around her ears and they swayed back over Nick's snout. She felt his body shift behind her and he breathed in deeply. She felt her face and chest heat up, and she made sure to keep her jaw set and eyes straight ahead on the road.

Nick couldn't help but inhale the rabbit's scent. While the desire to tear her flesh apart with his teeth had evolved out of him, there was still something about her that put his senses on high alert. Rabbits were always portrayed as tiny little things, but up close Nick was surprised but how similar in size they were. Judy's lithe body was smashed right up against his.

"So where are we going?" she asked, turning her head over her shoulder. Not realizing how close together they were seated, her full, fuzzy gray cheek grazed against his pointed snout and slightly agape mouth. Judy's heart fluttered in surprise, but she snapped her head back around coolly.

"Mystic Springs Oasis," Nick said, watching the city bounce by. He wished the car moved fast enough to make the background blur, but that wasn't the case. He was sure though, that he and the rabbit were nothing more than a circular blob to the masses of cars speeding past. "Make a right up here and take it all the way down. Can't miss it. That's where your otter went."

"Got it," Judy replied, turning the wheel to make her turn. She over compensated and the fox had to grab onto the size of the door-less vehicle in order not to topple over. He clenched his teeth again and shot her another glare. "Sorry."

"I guess it's true," Nick said, letting out a laugh. "All bunnies are bad drivers."

"Heh."

The car bumped along and the two of them stayed silent. With each rumble down the road, Judy's rounded rear end bumped up and down over Nick's crotch. The rhythm was at first annoying- he had nowhere else to go or adjust himself. But after they stopped at a red light and the bunny exhaled and leaned back onto his firm, narrow chest, he realized something else.

The bossy, manipulative bunny cop, with her firm little ass digging into his cock was turning him on.

And her earthy-vanilla perfume tickling his nose when her ears blew back into his snout wasn't helping any. He inhaled deeply and tried to think of something else, but it was hard with her perfectly sculpted backside teasing his groin. He looked away and raised his arm to grab the bar above his head. His musky, male scent wafted from the inside of his shirt over to Judy's nose.

Her chest heaved and her face blushed deep crimson. Judy was grateful that the fox behind her couldn't see her face. She was having trouble keeping her eyes on the road because of the thoughts swimming through her head. The fox's heated body pressed behind her made her heart speed up to a countless and infinite puttering. His scent tantalized her nose and made her insides flip in a way that no other mammal, especially a male bunny, ever had. She chewed her lip nervously.

"Careful over there," Nick said, pointing. His arm crossed over her field of vision and made her heart backflip. "There's construction. Maybe you should try to go around it. Make a left through this alley."

"Oh…right," Judy said, nodding. She turned the wheel left, cutting through a darkly silent alley. Nick lowered his arm and rested it on his open legs. Judy felt his claw grazing gently over her thigh with every bump along the way.

"Sorry Officer Fluff," Nick hummed in her ear. "This joke mobile is tight and my arms don't really have anywhere else to go."

"You can…well…rest them in front of me, I guess," Judy said. Nick smiled and draped his paws over her chest. It was a configuration that worked out pretty well for a while.

Until Nick started tracing slowly over her collarbone, that is.

Judy inhaled and pulled in her lips, trying not to tip her head back into his throat. There's no room in this stupid little car, she thought. I knew we should have called a Zuber. What was I thinking?

Behind her, Nick's breathing deepened and his tough, callused paws slowly dipped into the front opening of her shirt. Judy gasped and tried to squirm away, but her movements only pressed down on Nick's swelling cock, and this time…she was able to feel the bulging flesh under her rump.

"So, in addition to felony tax evasion you're willing to go to jail for assaulting an officer?" Judy screeched.

Her foot slipped off the pedal and the tiny car jerked forward. She was excited and terrified beyond belief. All of her life, knowing that her only calling was to go into law enforcement…she never could have pictured something like this happening to her on the job.

"Depends," Nick said, smiling his smug smile. He unfastened the top two buttons of her police shirt and reached his paws down. His claws just barely grazed her nipples, poking off her slightly rounded chest. "Am I assaulting an officer?"

Judy gasped and pulled the three-wheeled joke mobile off to the side of the alley. She pressed her body fully into Nick's and unabashedly wiggled her ass in his crotch.

"N…no," she squeaked out.

Nick accepted the invitation and licked the side of the bunny's long, slender neck with his wet tongue. His paws, now fully down her shirt, flicked her hard, little rosebud nipples with his thumbs. Judy threw her head back into his chest, her chest heaving forward as she squirmed under his touch.

"Nick," she moaned. "I'm not…I could lose my job…I'm not like that."

"Yeah, Carrots?" Nick whispered, his breath hot in her ears. "Then let's see what you're really like."

In one swift movement, he had her belt buckle open and the zipper down of her pants. Judy's breathing stuttered and Nick lifted one of her legs, letting it drape over the dash of the tiny car. With one paw still kneading her nipples, he slipped the other hand down into her pants and under the elastic of her cotton underwear. He smiled when he felt them- the sensible material and high waisted cut, void of pattern showed him what a naïve, innocent young bunny she was. He licked his lips, the knowledge exciting him even harder.

His paw pads hadn't even slipped between her plump little slit before she was throwing her head back, arching her body, and flopping all over his lap. Nick tried to stay composed, but it was tough- he'd never been so passionately charged in his life. He kept his breathing steady, but moaned out loud when his digit slid between those pussy lips. Judy's cunt was so tight and slippery that it almost sucked on his finger as he pummeled it in and out of her little opening.

She melted, a slave to his touch. Against her will, her head turned from side to side as he licked and sucked her neck into oblivion. His tough, dry paw tugged and pulled and flicked from one nipple to the other in a expert motion that made her delirious.

"You're delicious," he whispered in her ear. "I wonder what the rest of you tastes like..."

Judy responded by smashing her fuzzy little cunt into the center of his paw.

His large, open palm squeezed and probed her pussy before settling on her tiny, tightly hooded little clit. There it stayed, flicking over her little nub, swirling at first, but then rubbing faster and faster until the little rabbit writhed and cried out, waves of electricity dancing over her body. Judy went limp in the fox's lap and glanced up into his emerald green eyes. He looked down at her with his heavy lidded eyes, sly and amused.

"We can get out now," Nick said, easing her up and brushing his paws together. "Mystic Springs Oasis is just around the other side of this wall."

Judy snapped up and nodded, pulling herself together by buttoning her shirt and zipping up her pants. "Yeah," she said, realizing her hat was gone. She wondered when it had disappeared. "Yeah, okay. Let's head in."

She tried to keep her cool, wondering if she'd hallucinated the entire scene that happened just moments before. Her body was still humming and a layer of sweat coated her forehead. But the fox, trailing just steps behind her, managed to maintain such composure that Judy questioned if it was even real. He opened the door of the Mystic Springs Oasis and allowed her to walk in first.

But if she'd been able to see his face behind hers, a sort of smug, satisfied look on his face, she'd know that if Nick had his way, their little encounter in her three-wheeled-joke-mobile was only the first of many to come…