After a long day of ecstasy, Shira slept soundly, her dreams filled with the lewd things she did throughout the day. And when her alarm woke her up the next morning, Shira wasted no time in getting ready for her welcoming party. And after finishing up with twenty minutes to spare, Shira, after giving Diego a very passionate goodbye kiss each, was off. And after a good twenty-minute walk, she sauntered into the parking lot of The Chief's Den, the popular massage parlor seeming quite busy as evident by the numerous cars in the parking lot.
And as she walked up to the lavish façade of the building, Shira couldn't help by feel giddy with excitement at the idea of what this little "welcome party" Claws had planned would be like. But, thanks to her doing a little bit of research, she found that the parlor was much like the Moonlight Howl in that it was very "hands on." And as Shira approached the door to the modest one-story building, she felt herself growing more and more excited by what was about to happen.
The delicate sound of chimes being jostled by the opening door announced Shira's presence as she stepped into the dimly lit building, the striped white-furred beauty having to step through another doorway where the door itself was nothing but strands of beads. And as the decorative strands slid off her back, Shira found her nostrils were quickly assaulted by the tantalizing smell of lilac scented incense. And as Shira looked around, she couldn't help but marvel at the violet-colored walls and exotic plants littered around the lobby, the overall façade making it appear as she had stepped into some ancient jungle monastery. And to her further surprise, the only furniture around was several pillows and blankets strewn about the floor.
"Ahhh, Lady Longtooth, Welcome and Namaste," a very relaxed, light voice called to her, causing Shira to turn and notice, to her further shock, a fully nude Shakey sitting cross-legged on a sizable pillow, his eyes opened in a relaxed, half-lidded gaze as he looked at her as he brought his palms together in a polite bow. And even though Shira was a little nervous, she couldn't help but find Shakey's calm aura very relaxing combined with the sights and smells of the dim, violet hued room.
"Namaste," Shira greeted back, offering an awkward bow in return.
"I trust you are here for your party?" Shakey inquired, uncrossing his legs so as to stand to his feet, allowing Shira to get a full eyeful of his modestly sized balls and plump sheath. Quickly pulling herself from her transition on Shakey's junk, Shira offered a seductive giggle as she answered.
"Yes I am…are they here?"
"Oh yes," Shakey responded, never once dropping his calm demeanor, "they arrived just fifteen minutes ago. Rebecca and Janice are currently helping them relax. After you place your clothing and personal effects in one of our designated holding areas, you may join them."
Now, while Shira knew upon research the Den that she would have to be nude, she still felt a bit uneasy about it. And that was coming from a very sexually-active girl who would be showing off and offering her body at a moment's notice. But even though she felt awkward about stripping in front of her new friends, she couldn't deny the thrill she got. And so, after walking to the wall behind shaking, which possessed several small alcoves already filled with clothes, Shira placed her pure inside, followed by her shoes and coat.
Looking back at Shakey, Shira noticed that the red tip off his cock started peeking out of its sheath, the smaller male eyeing her with lustful intrigue. And at that moment, Shira felt the nervousness wash away from her, the feeling quickly replaced by the need to give Shakey a show. Hooking her thumbs into the hem of her jeggings, Shira began to slowly remove the tight pants, revealing to Shakey that the female saber was wearing no panties. And truth be told, ever since she had been thawed from her icy prison, causing her dormant libido to explode, Shira had opted to go completely commando under her clothes, as evident by her tits bouncing free as she pulled her shirt over her head, the stripper rotating her torso back and forth, causing her tits to swing from side to side, effectively causing Shakey's full eight inches to become exposed to the air.
"Now," Shira said with a flirtatious look, eying the three-inch-thick piece of meat, "care to show me the way?"
With amazing willpower, Shakey was able to resist jumping Shira right then and there, the short wolf quickly leading Shira through a doorway that led into a long hallway, his hands still clapped together even as his cock bobbed with each step. And as Shira followed close behind, the feeling of her bare body exposed for all to see turning her on greatly, the snow-furred beauty found herself being exposed to the same shows she might find at the Moonlight Howl…only tamer.
Shira was even surprised to see some of her own friends enjoying the services provided.
In one room, Shira saw Manny face down on a table, his prominent eighteen-inch member threaded through a hole in the table, the massive tool being massaged by the skilled hands of one of two female wolves, the lovely masseuse periodically peppering the eight-inch-thick rod with kisses as the other massaged his back as she straddled his waist, the male soon releasing ropes of thick cum from the massage, almost every strand being eagerly swallowed by the wolf under the table.
In the next room, Shira saw Louis reclining in a large, comfortable chair, the muscular bear clearly enjoying a heavenly session provided by three arctic vixens, the first sucking and massaging his balls, or the second massaging his skulls as he hungrily ate her out, the busty vixen sitting on his shoulders as he did so, or the third, taking the huge fifteen-inch, five-inch-thick cock in her smaller cunt, her stomach bulging out from the intrusion.
The next room, as Shira noticed, was clearly meant for more larger groups, as evident by the ten or so does, bucks, cougars, vixens, tods, porcupines and wolves in what was clearly an exercise of flexibility being taught by Hutch himself. And within the group Shira could make out Ellie and Peaches, the two female mammoths displaying great flexibility for their size and build. And from what she could see, they and the other yoga enthusiasts were getting to be serious pros in the art of self-pleasure, if the sight of each group member eating out or sucking themselves was any indication. Ellie and Peaches even upped their pleasure by trunk-fucking their pussies. In fact, Shira wasn't at all surprised to see that Diego, who had beat her there, was able to roll back on himself with such ease that his knees sat on either side of his head, the saber deepthroating himself with great ease.
And at the end of the hallway, past another "door" of beads, Shira could hear the tell-tale sound of several females moaning and groaning in pleasure. At this point, her pussy was dripping with anticipation, her breathing accelerating at the thought of what she was about to encounter on the other side. And given the fact that Shakey had started stroking his hard cock openly, a glob of pre already on the tip, Shira knew she was in for one hell of a party. And so, leaving her guide behind, Shira stepped through the beads to a truly incredible sight.
The room itself, meant to resemble a rocky groto, several fake cliff faces and boulders lining the misty, rainbow hued room, was clearly a bathhouse, as could be clearly seen by the large pool in the center which was decorated with a picturesque water fountain meant to reassemble a waterfall on the back wall. And underneath the waterfall, Shira grew even more excited at the sight of Gia, her nude body being soaked by the torrent, her heaving tits being firmly, yet gently molded by Janice's cream-colored hands, the light-furred she-wolf placing loving kisses down her client's neck and shoulders. And down between Gia's legs, hungrily eating her out was Terra, her body half-submerged below the waist in the pull, her how naked body soaked by the waterfall.
"Sorry Shira," a voice moaned out, "we decided to start the party, but you are not too late to join in."
Looking to the source of the voice, Shira felt her pussy clench as she laid eyes on Claws lying on her back, her own fiery-fur soaked as her white tits and underbelly were massaged by the grey-furred Reba, her own body soaked as she massaged her pussy against Claws, the strip-club owner moaning as she scissored her masseuse, the sexy site causing Shira to lose all control as one head reached between her thighs, three fingers quickly finding purchase in her sopping twat, while the other began groping her tits. Upon taking notice of this, Claws let a wicked smile cross her features as she sat up, pushing a confused Reba away as moved through the knee-deep water toward Shira.
"Girls!" she called to the other women, the three others stopping in their actions to turn their attention to Claws, who at this point had taken Lilly by the hand and led her into the pool, the warm water lapping at her thighs as she looked around nervously, especially with what Claws said next.
"Our girl of honor has arrived."
And the moment these words were said, Shira quickly found herself surrounded by the four other females, each wasting little time in massaging her body with their hands, each groping her ass or tits, or just caressing her luscious body. Shira was soon moaning in please as Gia nibbled at her neck, whispering sweet nothings into her ear every so often.
"Welcome to the family, beautiful."
Reba and Janice quickly joined Claws in massaging Shira's perfect ass and tits. The two bi masseuses even took to sucking on the impressive mammaries, the girlfriends taking as much into their mouths as possible, sucking hard on the huge tits as their tongues assaulted the excited nipples, all the while caressing each other.
"Just relax Shira," Reba said, briefly pulling away from her feast before returning.
"We'll make you feel amazing," Janice added in before rejoining her girlfriend in their feast of Shira's tits. Before long Shira was moaning in pure pleasure, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy, especially when she felt the long, broad tongue of Terra snake it's way into her pussy, the Latin lover immediately moaning at the sweet taste that assaulted her tongue. And as Shira moaned louder and louder, she caught sight of Claws making her way over to the edge of the pull, the older female sitting down and spreading her legs wide, giving Shira a perfect view of the experienced pussy as she began to rub her nethers.
"Fuck this is hot," Shira whispered as she saw Claws take a hold of one her breasts, bringing the fleshly globe to her lips as she began to fervently suck on it, all the while digging three fingers into her pussy. Terra soon found quick use of her fingers as well, her digits quickly being plunged into Reba and Janice's needy pussies, the two vegetarians moaning in ecstasy as they continued to latch onto Shira's tits. And as her nether lips were being assaulted by Terra, Shira quickly found her other lips being captured by Gia, the latter moaning into Shira's mouth as their tongues danced in an impromptu make-out session. At this point, Shira thought it rude not to offer Gia some gratitude, so she reached back and plunged her fingers into her friend's gushing twat.
Watching from her seat, Claws had released her tit from her mouth, opting instead just to massage it as she fingered her pussy, all while watch her newest employee enjoy herself. Off course, Claws didn't just focus on Shira, but all of her girls and the two parlor employees. Claws actually felt the need to mimic her "Princess," he upped the ante on Reba and Janice by cramming her fists into their wet cunts, the girls releasing Shira's tits as they let out a long, loud moan. And as Shira looked at her two friends, her eyes soon met those of her employer, the latter with her right fist now buried in her pussy.
At that moment, Shira felt a sudden urge sweep over. Needless to say, the other girls were rather confused when Shira pushed them aside, the action causing Janice and Reba to fall into the water, both coughing up water as they surfaced, there pussies suddenly feeling empty as the action caused Tera's fists to slip out. And all Gia could do was watch, and giggle as Shira trudged her way toward Claws, the prehistoric beauty getting herself drenched as she stumbled in her walk.
But, the moment Shira reached Claws, she immediately made her intentions clear when she pulled the fiery-fist from it's owner's pussy, and swatted the other way from the white-furred tit. And before long, any annoyance and confusion the others felt was quickly replaced by pure arousal as they watched Shira capture Claws in a passionate kiss, the older woman reclining herself on the rock faced as Shira pinned her arms above her head, the new hire draping her right leg over her boss's left thigh as she began to immediately grind their pussies together, their moans filling each other's mouths as the others resumed their party.
Before long, the room was filled with moans of several horny women. As Shira and Claws were grinding away, Terra and Gia did the same, only this time taking part in some of the free "toys" laying around, both laying outside of the pool as Reba and Janice sat on the two respective dancer's faces, both dancers moaning as they were stretched out by a huge double dildo. For several minutes this went on, the vegetarians making out as their pussies were eaten out, all while the person signing their check was being scissored by her newest employee, their moans growing louder and louder as the sound of their wet pussies smacking together . But before long, said employee felt a familiar pressure in her loins.
"Claws," Shira moaned as she broke their kiss, "I'm close."
"Me too Sweetie," Claws said with a smile cupping Shira's cheek. For several minutes the two continued grinding away, their thrusts getting faster and faster until finally both reached their peak, Shira letting out cute squeaks as Claws released low moans, their juices drenching their pelvises even further. Nearby, Reba and Janice caught the orgasmic climax as they briefly broke their kiss, the sight alone sending them over the edge as they released into Gia and Terra's mouths, the two strippers sent into their own orgasms as the sweet taste of the vegetarians hit their tongues.
Before long, the appropriately called sextet of women were panting in post-orgasmic ecstasy as they came down from their highs, their faces and crotches soaked with water and cum. But, before any of them had a moment to really recover, Shira moved away from Claws, the former quickly heaving herself out of the pool, only to take a seat on a section of the façade that resembled a stone throne. Subtly clearing her throat, Shira gave a wicked grin as all the other girls turned to face her, their own grins and smirks growing when they saw her spread her legs open, revealing her juicy pink slit.
"Anyone up for another round."
And so, for the rest of the day, the girls engaged in pure, unadulterated, lesbian debauchery, each taking turns with the others as time passed, whether it was Shira scissoring with Terra as Reba sat on her face, Claws fisting Janice and Gia, or a pussy-eating circle. Claws even got her hands on a foot-long dildo, complete with a harness. And as Claws was pile-driving Shira, her snow-white tits bouncing in her face with each thrust, the other girls were vigorously fingering themselves, each eventually releasing wave after wave of squirt into Shira's face. But it certainly wouldn't be the last time, as the grand finale involved all five experienced girls rubbing their pussies while squirting into Shira's open mouth, the new member bringing herself to orgasm by using Claws discarded strapon.
And by the time all was said in done, it was closing time. And while the girls felt they could get another round in, they knew better than to prolong things.
The parlor itself was quiet, the rooms now long empty as each customer left some time ago. But, the moment they hit the lobby, the girls fond their loins flaring up again as they walked in on the scene of Hutch thanking his favorite receptionist with a good spearing, the larger male pulling Shakey's down hard on his cock as the shorter male rode him cowgirl, his shorter cock flopping around uselessly as pre leaked from the tip, said tip soon being caught in Hutch's welcoming maw as he leaned forward, the generous boss getting a reward himself in the form of abundant ropes of cum being fired into his muzzle and down his throat.
Now, while Reba and Janice readily moved in to get in on the action, the latter immediately sitting on her boss's face while at the same time leaning down to take Shakey's cock into her mouth, with the former shoved their boyfriend's face into her own pussy, the four girls from the Moonlight Howl opted instead to get dressed and go home, knowing full well that there were men there that could satisfy them just as well. And as they stepped out onto the parking lot, the sun now setting behind the mountains in the distance, the four girls bid each other goodbye with a deep, tongue-filled kiss each.
"Welcome to the team Shira," Claws said as she broke her kiss with Shira.
"Your first night is Saturday. I know you'll be a big hit."
"Thanks Claws," Shira said with a giggle, her heart pounding as she saw Claws get in her car, and Gia and Terra get in their own, the latter two having carpooled in Sam's pride and join, a fully restored Chevy 58 Bel Air. And upon starting her walk back home, Shira couldn't help but giggled like an idiot at the direction her life had taken…
Unaware of the tragic turn it would take after her first night.
Friday Morning, Two Days Later
For the next three days, Richie and Kayla seemed to meet up more and more frequently. And for Kayla it was funny, for what had started as Richie's feeble attempts to engage in small talk, although aggravating at first, the fox assassin couldn't help but find herself growing attracted to the handsome shepherd, not just by his rugged good looks and his fit frame, but also the part of his personality that was gentle and compassionate. And it was because of that Kayla decided she could use his attempts to HER advantage in order to get information on him.
But in the end, Kayla actually learned a lot about Richie…just more than what she planned.
While Kayla had found out that Richie was a former Navy Seal now working for the NSA, his guise of being in Jasper visiting his step-brother an obvious cover to her, she did not take into account that in her quest to find out more about Richie that's he would end up playing the part of "impromptu therapist."
From what she learned, Richie's parents, a scruffy, but still handsome German shepherd called Charlie Barkin and a beautiful Irish setter named Sasha Le Fleur, were high school sweethearts who were madly in love with each other. They loved each other so much that they decided to take their love to the next level at junior prom. Unfortunately for them, Charlie didn't choose a reliable condom brand, which lead to him and Sasha getting married right out of high school. But they always joked that with every cloud there is a silver lining…
The resulting lawsuit bought them their first house.
Kayla had noticed that Richie seemed slightly upset by this. And in the end, she understood; Knowing that you were an unplanned child takes a toll on you. But Richie had assured her that his parents never made him feel unloved or unwanted, both going out of their way to give him a good home. Richie even told Kayla that Charlie had gone into the army to help support him and his mother, apparently continuing a male family tradition in the Barkin family.
Unfortunately, despite the money, Charlie being away for months at a time did not help his marriage to Sasha. Now, any surprise child would assume they were the cause of their parent's deteriorating relationship, Richie's parents always assured him that was not the case. Still, putting "amicable" in front of "Divorce" did little to ease the burden on an impressionable five-year-old. But in the following years, Richie found that his parents actually got along better as friends than they did as a couple.
But much to Sasha's worry, her only son would eventually want to follow in his father's footsteps.
By the time he turned eighteen, his mother was struggling financially, despite the now veteran Charlie's pension. So, Richie decided to enlist in the navy right out of high school. Unfortunately, Sasha, for fear of losing her only child, tried to convince Charlie to talk Richie out of it. And when Richie found out, it went without saying he was not too happy with his mother…but that did not stop him.
In the years following, Richie worked his way up the ranks. And in that time Sasha had remarried, giving Richie a step-father, step-brother and half-sister. But once again, Sasha's fear for her son resurfaced when he announced his intention to join the CIA. And much Sasha's chagrin, her new husband, one Colonel Rex Chambers of the United States Air Force, who Kayla had some experience with, backed Richie…
Thus resulting in the end of Sasha's second marriage.
This led Kayla to learn that Richie had not spoken to his mother in five years…though she always tried to get a hold of him. And it wasn't that Richie was angry at her, but that with two failed marriages, being his fault in his mind, he felt her life was better off without him in it.
In the end, Kayla, her hard heart now softened, saw Richie in a whole new light.
Call her Juliet to Richie's Romeo, but Kayla found in those three days that she had started to fall for Richie…
Which did not sit well with Axis.
When the Lord of Prey leader got wind of this from one of their undercover agents, she called Kayla out of the blue and ordered her back to HQ for a good talk too. Of course, Sarah was worried about Kayla, for she knew how disappointing Axis or disobeying them was pretty much a death sentence. Thankfully, Kayla was able to convince Richie that falling down the stairs of her house was the cause of a broken arm and cut on her beautiful face.
It was around noon that day when Kris and Nick's families showed up in Jasper. Among the guests were the Savages, Kris's parents, her cousins, and three aunts and uncles. Nick's family consisted of his cousin Diane, his mother Kayla, grandfather Max, Russian cousin Simone the polar fox, his cousin Frances, a global po-star sensation who was better known as Lil' Foxy. And the last was his Uncle John Worthington Foulfellow, or Honest John to his family.
The party began with simple greetings and was followed up by giving gifts to Nick and Kris' baby Jason. Eventually Jason became tired and started to get fussy, so Kris took him up to the nursery, and set him down for a nap. After he drifted off to sleep, Kris turned on the baby monitor and hurried downstairs to join the others. Everyone was seated around a nice dining table with some of the best-looking food one could ever ask for.
Nick sliced through his steak with ease while Kris filled her plate with fresh fruit and veggies. John looked at his nephew with a smile.
"Nick, I must say that your wife surely has a healthy appetite."
"She sure does," Frances said agreeing with Honest John.
"Thanks for noticing," Nick chuckled as he took a bite of his meat. Kris shook her head with a smile.
"Simone?" she asked getting the polar fox's attention.
"Is it true that you traveled all the way from Russia to join in this little family get together?" Kris really wanted to know everything about Nick's relatives who were never at their wedding.
"I did indeed," Simone replied. The lovely polar fox then poured herself some wine.
It had been two hours into the gathering when all of a sudden, Kris suddenly felt really worried about Jason. During those two hours, not once did he ever wake up. The monitor was on, but she never heard even a peep out of her baby. The concerned otter excused herself and headed upstairs.
As Nick was sitting with his mother and mother-in-law, the joyful moment was disrupted when he heard Kris scream, "NICK! JASON IS GONE!"
Nick rushed upstairs to see his beloved wife sobbing next to the empty crib. A note was left as well. The fox quickly picked it up and began to read it.
"Nick Wilde, if you want to see your baby alive, you and Cain Aldan bring the deed to the Crimson Den to the dig site at Jasper Park in one hour. If these demands are not met, Jason Wilde will never be seen again. Signed, Axis."
Rage built up inside of Nick as he tore the letter in half.
He turned to his grandfather.
"Call Cain. Axis has made the biggest mistake he could make."
Later that night, Nick and Cain entered the dig site and looked around at all the places Axis could be waiting for them, from the abandon drills to the shadowy recesses. As the two mob bosses approached what looked to be the foreman's office, out popped Axis, dressed in a black suit that was certainty classy, but their mask that covered their face was something one would wear for horror conventions.
The Lords of Prey leader stepped closer to the two mob bosses.
"Gentlemen, glad you could make it," they said, the voice changer that was obviously implanted in the mask doing little to hide the amused tone of their voice, as if to rub it in their faces for giving into his demands. This alone made Nick grit his teeth, the fox envisioning what he would do to Axis if he could only get his hands on them. But he knew that for now, he had to play by the mysterious animal's rules if he ever wanted to see his son again.
And so, with great hesitance, the fox stepped forward, Cain, who himself was confused as to why he had been summoned, keeping a close eye and ear on his surroundings, making sure that nothing could catch him and Nick off guard.
"Where's my son?!" he asked demanding an answer.
While Nick couldn't see it, he knew that Axis was smiling behind their mask. And that must have been the case for the moment the question hit their ears, Axis let out a low chuckle as they pulled a button from their pocket, hitting it once to activate one of the industrial lights still in the cavern, the beam shining right on one of the giant rock crushers that was used to dispose of the dug-up rock. And the moment they looked, Nick and Cain both were shocked to see not only was Jason being held hostage, but Matt as well.
Cain's heart almost stopped at seeing his nephew up.
"Matt!" he shouted and was about to run to his nephew when Axis spoke up, halting the dark wolf.
"Take even one step, Mr. Aldan, and neither Matthew or Jason will live to see another day," they said with a threatening tone.
"Now!" he snapped towards Nick.
"The deed."
Nick couldn't believe this.
With a powerful swing of his arm, the fox threw the deed to Axis, who caught it. Just as they were about to turn to leave, a giant net landed on top of the three leaders. Before they knew it, they were hanging in the air.
Then things got worse.
Jade Tusk and her gang rushed in, along with Toro and his new boss, Lord Shendu. Nick, Axis and Cain were shocked to see the mighty dragon, though Axis was mostly outraged at Toro for double crossing them.
"Traitor!" they shouted at the bull.
"Traitor?" Toro asked pointing to himself.
"No. Just a man looking to make a name for himself. I will not only kill Axis, leader of the Lords of Prey, but also Nick Wilde and Cain Aldan."
Shendu turned to Jade Tusk.
"Let's show them the gift I made for them," he smirked.
Jade Tusk then pulled on a rope that was attached to a tarp. Under it was a big bed with sharpened Chinese spears. Then, Shendu pointed to Toro who held the control to the crane holding the net up. The three leaders were being led to their doom.
Matt, seeing his uncle in trouble began calling out for help, which only got Shendu's attention. His eyes narrowed at the young pup as a toothy smile appeared on his scaly face.
"Patience. First them," he said pointing to the three bosses, before pointing at Matthew.
"Then you and Jason Wilde."
But as the net was almost over the spears, Shendu noticed someone standing on top of a dump truck. It was…
"Axis?" he gasped.
Axis had his hands on a bow, firing a single arrow which cut the rope holding the net. Nick, Cain and the fake Axis both fell to the ground. Shendu couldn't believe it. As Nick got free from the net, he grabbed the deed to the Crimson Den and pulled his weapon, so did Cain. Both mob bosses fired at Shendu who jumped backwards. But before he could sigh in relief, Shendu felt something connect with the side of his head, something that rendered him disoriented, but sill conscious. But when he finally managed to regain enough of his bearings, the dragon crime lord looked to see that there was now a LIVING barricade of four mammals between himself and his prey.
The largest of the group was towering grizzly bear, his grey muzzle a clear sigh of his age, those his torn jeans and leather jacket definitely screamed of some sort of biker nostalgia. Though the yellow knitted scarf definitely clashed with the rest of his attire. But the most distinguishing feature about the ursine was that his left eye, as opposed to the right, which shown a bright yellow, was pale and scarred.
This was Raymond "Papa Bear" O'Conner, brother of King Bear himself.
Standing to the burly male's right was somewhat plump, but still deliciously voluptuous female bear, her hourglass body concealed under some rather tasteful duds, from stained, but still intact white blouse, torn black jeggings, and rather fashionable black cropped biker jacket. And if Jade Tusk had to admit, the ruff an tumble attire, combined with a neatly kept pink beret, made the green-eyed female look quite fetching.
This was Olivia "Mama" O'Conner, Papa's wife.
To the other side of the larger male was a smaller blue-eyed male, garbed in boots that had definitely seen better days, his own toes even peeking out of the right boot's sole, cargo shorts, in his own leather jacket, though with no shirt underneath, only a necklace made of what only Shendu could see as a bunch of random junk.
This was Samson "Baby" O'Conner, Mama and Papa's son.
And standing in front of the three ursine, her multicolored attire of brown riding boots, black jeggings, a plaid miniskirt, rainbow tie-dyed t-shirt, and purple leather jacket as a beautiful, curvaceous cream-colored vixen, long golden locks cascading from the top of her head all the way down to her luscious, fluffy tail.
This was Felicia O'Conner, the adoptive member of the three bears…
Also known as Goldiocks, or Goldie.
At that moment, Nick smiled, knowing full well that Shendu's forces were in for a real fight. After all…
Nobody scraps with Goldilocks and the Three Bears Crime Family.
"ALLO LADIES!" Goldie called in her thick Londoner accent.
"WE LATE FOR THE PARTY?!"
"GET THEM!" he roared to Jade Tusk.
All at once, Shendu's water deer minions advanced on the group, guns and knives at the ready. Soon it was an all out brawl as the rescue party began to fight their way past several of the does.
Goldie, leaping into the air, managed a dual split kick, effectively cracking two does on the head, rendering them unconscious before doing the same two others with her staff. When another deer got within striking distance, Mama quickly side stepped, driving her elbow into the back of the does head, instantly knocking her out. Baby blocked the downward thrust of another doe's knife, knocking the doe unconscious with a savage head-butt. After the previous act, the young bear stumbled, slightly disoriented while mumbling something about how no one wins with a head-butt. After regaining his senses, Baby took the sword of the fallen doe, and raised it high above her head as a call to arms.
"HOLD 'EM LADS!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, inspiring her adoptive family to hold Shendu's goons at bay. Soon it was an all-out battle royale as the Three Bears Crime Family began to battle the followers of Shendu. Running up to Nick and Cain, the false Axis having already fled with the second, Goldie helped the duo to their feet.
"GO GET THE ANKLE BITERS, WE GOT THIS!" she ordered Nick and Cain, only to look up as Jason let out a babbled cry, his attention solely on something that was behind Goldie. Already catching on to what the baby was trying to tell her, Goldie whirled around, deflecting the surprise attack from Jade Tusk before deliver a savage kick to her abdomen, sending the winded doe back some several feet.
"Thanks Goldie," Cain said with an appreciative smile, same as Nick. But at that moment, they all heard a gung ho battle call. Looking behind them, they noticed two disoriented water deer under Papa's big, bear butt. Returning their attention to the task at hand, Goldie returned to help her family battle Shendu's forces, while Nick and Cain ran to the rock crusher, wasting no time in climb the massive tool to reach the two boys.
But, just before Nick could even get his foot off the dirt ground, his legs were knocked out from under him. Landing with an "oomph" in the mud, ruining his nice suit, Nick quickly glanced up to see the menacing silhouette of Jade Tusk, disoriented, but still ready to fight.
"NICK!" Cain called as he reached Matt and Jason, the Dark Wolf having already freed them, carefully making his way back down, his red eyes wide with concern as he saw Nick pick herself back up, discarding his weapon, as he wanted to fight one of the criminals who threatened him and his family.
"Get the boys out of here," Nick growled, raising his fists smirking at the determined doe, he had discarded her own weapons as well. Not needing to be told twice, Cain made b-line right out of the cave, only just hearing Shendu yell for a handful of his subordinates to give chase just as he was about out of earshot.
As Cain bolted for safety, Nick and Jade Tusk were trading body blows. But as the fight continued, Nick noticed that in her disoriented state, Jade Tusk's moves were sloppy, uncordinated. Taking this into account, Nick realized he did not have to fight, but rather trick his opponent. Faking a dodge to the left, Nick quickly moved toward a nearby five-foot drop that overlooked the battle happening below. Believing she had her prey cornered, Jade Tusk crouched down, preparing to pounce, which is just what Nick anticipated. As soon as Jade Tusk pounced, Nick quickly ducked. Before Jade Tusk could comprehend what was happening, she let out a started scream as she flew face first into a sage left hook from Goldie.
At that point, Shendu realized that the fight no longer held any merit, and much to his own humiliation, gave an order he swore he would never give.
"RETREAT!"
And retreat they did, but not before the rest of Shendu's forces gathered up their wounded, including Jade Tusk.
"You've won this round, Nicholas Wilde," snarled Shendu, the dragon retreating with his forces into the shadows, "but mark my words…I will be watching you."
And with that, Nick was alone.
The moon had already started to rise as Nick made his way out of the cave, silently praying that Cain had somehow managed to escape with Matt and Jason. And if Nick was certain of one thing, he would definitely sleep easier when he saw that his son was safe. But the moment he saw the tell-tale cherries and berries of police lights through the forest, Nick felt his heart beating faster and faster. But luckily for him, the moment he reached the area, which he recognized as the courtyard for the visitors center, Nick could see that situation as now all in hand.
Able, who had been contacted by Kris, had arrived with the Jasper Police just in time to see Cain running out of the park, backed by several armed does, who clearly surrendered without a fight, now doubt from having every gun in the JPD trained on them. And as Nick observed, each doe, about five in total, were be corralled in a police van, ready to be delivered to jail.
After all was said and done, Nick began walking towards a pair of ambulances that were parked at the Parks entrance. And once there, he was met with the heartwarming sight of Matt, his arms wrapped tightly around his father's neck, all while Cain watched with a smile, all the while keeping little Jason safe in his arms.
"I gotcha bud," Able whispered breathlessly as he held Matt close, the little pup shaking uncontrollably as tears of fear cascaded down his face, same as his father. And as Cain watched the tearful reunion, he noticed Nick walking towards him, tears of his own in his eyes as he beheld his son in the Dark wolf's arms.
"Here ya go, bud," Cain said as he tenderly handed Jason over to his father, "not a scratch on him. But it was still pretty exciting for him."
"I'll bet," Nick responded as gently rocked the whimpering Jason, who began to settle. And just in time too. For the moment Able had moved away with Matt to rejoin the main group of officers, Goldie and the Three Bears appeared from the shadows beside one of the ambulances, their presence almost immediately noticed by Nick and Cain, who eyed them suspiciously.
"Not that I don't appreciate the save, you four," Nick said as he walked over to Goldie and the Three Bears Crime Family, "but something tells me there's another reason you're here."
"There's no getting past you, luv," Goldie said in a flirtatious tone and seductive smile as she hungrily eyed Nick, who couldn't help but roll his eyes at the act.
"We were looking for someone else when someone mentioned some sketchy shit happening in the park. But know all that's taken care of…we're looking for a cat," the golden fox continued, her expression now more serious as her twin ponytails swung behind her as she looked to her adoptive family, each holding either a smug smirk or disgusted scowl. And as her gaze landed on Baby, the youngest reached into his leather jacktar, procuring a piece of paper from a pocket inside.
Handing the folded paper to Goldie who turned back to give it to Nick, the young Mob Boss quirked an eyebrow as he unfolded the paper. But the moment he and Cain's eyes looked upon the paper, which was a screenshot printed from a computer, their bodies stiffened, and their breath caught in their throats as they beheld a still from a security camera from…Crystal Entertainment.
The Shot; two felines, all black in color with tactical gear on, hacking into Jimmy Crystal's personal files.
"TWO cats to be specific," Goldie clarified.
"Uncle Alex said he got a tip that Puss in Boots and Kitty Softpaws were hiding about here," Baby explained, crossing his arms as another smug smirk spread across his muzzle, same as Papa.
"Even has an idea on some suspects," the ursine patriarch continued.
"Yeah," Mama added, pulling another folded piece a paper, no doubt another picture, from her pocket before handing it to Cain, who unfolded it to the result of another internal panic attack as he beheld a picture of the Gatos family, Puss and Kitty walking down the sidewalk, the couple laughing with Perrito as they swung him between them.
And it was the sight of the little pup in the picture, and said pup's relationship to his nephew that eh refrained from telling the golden fox and three bears the truth.
He couldn't do that to Matt.
And yet…Mama's smug voice still put him on edge.
"This cat couple turned up some time back with that little ankle biter…round the time they botched a heist we snagged 'em for against the Lords 'O Prey. Alex figured you'd help us Cain, considering they're regulars for ya."
"I have a feeling I know who you're talking about," Cain answered, his calm face and even tone broken only by the chuckle that came never once betraying the panic attack he was having in his head as he handed the picture back to Mama, who scrutinized the canine with her family as he spoke.
"But," Cain continued after a long pause as he pretended to examine the family in the photo, "Antonio and Katie Gatos are far from criminal masterminds. And, uh, PJ…"
Cain paused as he handed the picture back to Mama, who regarded the Dark Wolf with a cold stare as he finally finished his statement.
"Well, maybe you've hibernating too long."
"I see," Goldie responded skeptically, the golden fox's hard glare a clear sign that she knew they were hiding something but couldn't prove it…yet.
"We'll be in touch," Goldie said, turning to leave with her family, but not before making Nick go rigid with embarrassment as she looked him the eye, seductively licking her teeth as she looked him up and down. But once they were gone, Papa felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Reaching into his jacket pocket, Papa pulled out an outdated flip-phone, a clear sign of his age. Though not that he cared. He felt as long as it got the job done there was no point in upgrading…
Anyway…flipping open the phone, Papa saw that he had gotten a text from his brother…
King Bear himself. And to Papa's surprise, and utter arousal, it came with a photo of a middle-aged dalmatian, just pushing his mid-forties, completely naked and on his knees, sporting a half flaccid cock as he tried desperately to hide his blushing face in the center of a nicely furnished office. And despite the fact that he knew exactly who this was, the text that his brother sent filled him with glee.
Meet me at the Assistant Mayor's office…I have a proposition for him that I want you to here as well.
Excusing himself from his family, Papa made his way over to city hall, which at this point had been deserted, save for a lone security who was, surprise-surprise, on King Bear's payroll. In fact, the hyena guard happily pointed Papa in the direction of the Assistant Mayor's office without the ursine even having to ask. And after taking the elevator to the second floor of the building, Papa noticed that just two doors down from the elevator, light was bleeding through a cracked double door.
Knowing almost immediately this was where he needed to go, Papa sauntered up to the door, and the moment he passed through, he was greeted with a very entertaining site; his brother, sitting on the edge of a very ornate desk, dressed in his version of casual getup of black slacks, a white button up shirt, loafers and a blazer, staring down with a smug smirk at the very same dalmatian from the photo, who failed to hide his face from Papa the moment he showed up, allowing papa to see the latest victim of his Brother's blackmailing schemes.
This was Assistant Mayor Pongo Radcliffe.
"Well brother," Papa said as hent to stand by King Bear, the crime boss sitting on Pongo's desk as he hungrily eyed the lean, but muscular spotted frame of the shy canine, who found himself keeping his gaze on the floor as Papa spoke.
"What dirt do we have on the Assistant Mayor of Jasper?"
"Allow me to show you, brother," King Bear responded with a grin, reaching for a remote on the desk, a click of a button turning on the wall-mounted TV in front of his desk. And as Pongo observed, the TV was set up so that the link between it and the DVD player was live. And the moment he saw what was playing, Pongo was horrified; the inside of Winston's office, with him and Winston as the only occupants, both in a very compromising position. Pongo was even embarrassed to find that his cock was getting hard in front of the two bears as the DVD showed him completely nude as his ass stretched by Winston's big cock, the larger, dominant wolf holding his dalmatian assistant mayor in a full nelson, giving any viewer a good view of the faint cock shaped bulge pressing against his stomach.
"Who's my little bitch," Winston growled as he reached down and began to stroke Pongo's ten-inch rod, the spotted dog gasping at the feeling.
"I am your bitch, Mr. Mayor," the Pongo on TV moaned in an noticeably effeminate English accent, just as he began cumming in his superior's grasp.
"Seems he and the Mayor have been having a few…off the books meetings," King Bear said with a hungry look in his eye as he paused the video.
"Is that so," Papa said, hungrily licking his lips as he stared at the blushing dalmatian, the canine trying, and failing to hide his growing erection, which seemed to really amuse Papa.
"It is indeed so," King Bear responded with a smug grin, reaching down to cup Pongo's chin, the already ursine tracing his thumb over the dalmatian's bottom lipa she spoke.
"In fact, Assistant Mayor Radcliffe was actually so adamant on keeping these romps a secret that he offered to do anything to keep me quiet."
"Really?" Papa asked with great intrigue.
"Yes," King Bear continued, "you see, he drops out of the next election as Mayor Lewis's running mate, he heavily endorses me as his replacement, and in return I do not show this scandalous footage to the public, especially his God-fearing prude of a wife and their children."
At that moment, King Bear paused, his smug smirk turning more lustful as he pulled his thumb away from Pongo's lip.
"And as an added bonus," he continued, shedding his blazer as he did, "we get to have some fun with him."
"I'd say he has no problems with that," Papa laughed as he noticed the squatting dalmatian start to get hard from this humiliating situation.
"Indeed," King Bear responded as he and Papa had started stripping themselves, King Bear exposing his broad, muscled physique and rapidly hardening monster of cock, and Papa revealing his similar build, though with a prominent muscle gut. But even as they stroked their hard cocks, both bears decided that Pongo needed a bit more humiliating before they could get to the main event.
"Might wanna start prepping yourself for us, Assistant Mayor," Papa said with a sadistic smirk as he kept working his shaft.
Realizing he had no choice in the matter, Pongo bringing his hand to his mouth, wasted no time in sucking on his middle and ring fingers, coating the digits with his saliva as he continued, he began to tentatively, but furiously work his aching cock. Once he was satisfied with his work on his now saliva drenched fingers, Pongo, without missing a beat on his cock, spread his legs wide, raising his ass off the floor as he moved his other arm beneath him. And in a matter of seconds, Pongo was moaning as he plunged his drenched fingers into his asshole, vigorously pumping the intruding digits into the tight star, coating his inner walls as a deep blush bleed through his fur at the fact that he was showing the horny bears over him that he enjoyed being a bottom bitch.
"Oh fuck yes," Papa moaned as he and King Bear pleasured themselves, their hands working faster on their cocks, huge globs of precum spurting from the tips as they watched Pongo's ass clench around his fingers. For several minutes this went on, Pongo's moans increasing in pitch as he neared his climax. But just as he was about to reach it, King Bear, with lightning speed, reached down, grabbing Pongo by the back of his head, the dalmatian not having time to react when, in a matter of five seconds, was forced to stand on his knees, the bear brothers grabbing his wrists, moving his hands to take a firm hold of the two massive, rock-hard bear dicks. And as this happened, the bear let sly grins spread on their muzzles, while at the same time allowing their robes to fall to the floor, revealing their fit frames.
"That's it, Assistant Mayor, show us how good you are at stroking cock," King Bear laughed, only for a throaty moan to escape his mouth as he felt Pongo drag his tongue from the base of his cock all the way up the underside of his shaft to the tip, only to repeat the process over and over again, fondling King Bear's heavy balls while at the same time stroking Papa's dick, both rods leaking huge globs of pre, smeared over the meaty rods by Pongo's hand or tongue, the dalmatian soon alternating his technique between the two bears.
But, eventually, Papa grew impatient with Pongo's foreplay, wanting to get to the main event. And so, just as Pongo brought his head back up to the tip of Papa's cock, said bear quickly grabbed a hold of Pongo's head, the latter's eyes looking up to meet the dominant gaze of the scared bear he was servicing.
"Sorry pup," Papa said with smug grin, altering his stance some so that his cock was aimed to go right down Pongo's throat.
"But I want to see you choke on this cock."
And with a single, hard thrust, Papa sheathed his entire cock into Pongo's mouth and throat, the disgraced politician holding true to his statement as the sounds of his gagging filled the foyer, quickly joined by moans as he felt his lips kiss Papa's pelvis, his eyes rolling back into his head as he felt his throat bulge out from the intruding organ.
"How does it feel, Brother?" King Bear whispered in Papa's ear, a smirk on his muzzle upon seeing his brother, eyes rolled back, with his mouth hung open in a silent moan as the tight, slippery walls of Pongo's throat squeezed around his shaft.
"So good," Papa moaned with a shutter as he felt Pongo start to wrap his tongue around his rod, the slimy appendage acting as a means to stroke the sensitive shaft as Papa continue to moan.
"Then make it even better," King Bear whispered sensually in his sibling's ear, using his hand to keep Pongo's mouth firmly on his cock.
"Choke this bitch."
Hearing this suggestive suggestion, Papa found himself snapped out of his heightened state of euphoria.
Looking down at the dalmatian swallowing his dick, Papa gently pulled his cock out of the tight passage, a low moan escaping his and Pongo's throats, the latter taking deep breaths as he finally got some much-needed air, while at the same time swirling his tongue around Papa's cock, which was the only thing encased in his mouth, relishing the salty taste of his precum. But, after a few moments of rest, Papa brought his other hand forward, clasping both behind Pongo's head.
Pongo only had a second to prepare before Papa slammed every inch of his cock back into his throat, making Pongo gag once again. Then Papa once again pulled back out until only the tip was encased by Pongo's lips, before slamming it back in again. And for several Minutes, Papa kept up this pace, his moans mixing with Pongo's as the latter choked on the thick bear-hood in his throat, taking a breath in between each thrust.
But King Bear was growing bored with just Pongo's hand working his shaft.
"Hey Papa," he finally said, snapping his brother out of his lustful train of thought, gently pushing him back until his saliva-covered cock was completely out of the panting Pongo's mouth.
"Yeah Alex?" the breathless Papa inquired, only to receive a sly smile from King Bear as he took hold of his cock, lining it up with his at Pongo's panting maw. Looking to his brother, Papa returned the smile as he voiced what his brother was thinking.
"Piston Time?"
"Piston Time."
Before Pongo knew it, he found his throat once again be stretched by a vicious onslaught, which came in the form of the two bear brothers working in tandem as they fucked his throat. What the two were doing was essentially mimicking the motion of an engine piston, were one cock went in as the other one went out in a repetitive motion. And it was harder for Pongo to catch his breath as the rate of the two cocks thrusting into his throat mimicked the motion of on cock putting in four thrusts a second. But the more his throat was punished, the more turned on he was. At some point, he even resumed his work on his own cock, precum leaking from the tip.
"OH FUCK!" King Bear swore as he felt a familiar pressure in his loins.
"I'M GONNA CUM!"
"Me too," Papa responded softly, his thrusting picking up in pace with his brother's as they neared their peak. The pleasure was so great that the two just started thrusting into Pongo's mouth at the same time, his throat bulging out even more from the onslaught, which brought Pongo close to shooting his seed all over the tile flooring. But Pongo found he wanted to have a good orgasm a male could only get from an abused prostate. King Bear and Papa were a bit confused when Pongo pushed them away, but quickly understood when he laid on his back, only to role himself back until his feet were son either side of his head, his cock dangling over his face as his own pre dripped on his nose.
And the moment he used his hands to spread his ass cheeks, the two bears understood what they were needing to do, especially with what Pongo said to them.
"please…fuck me."
Not needing to be told twice, the bears quickly moved into position, Papa so he was standing over Pongo's head, and King Bear so that he was facing Papa. With no hesitation, both brothers grabbed their cocks, lining them up with Pongo's already slick tail-hole, the sight of which making King Bear chuckle.
"Looks like the bitch was really getting into it."
Before Pongo had a chance to respond, the brothers pressed the tips of their shafts to the puckered star, managing to break through the tight ring. Upon feeling the two impressive rods start to sink into his asshole, Pongo released a low moan as he felt the ring of flesh yield to accommodate the two intruding organs. But, once the two were halfway in, Pongo was confused when he felt them pull out until only the tips were inside. But any confusion quickly vanished as the two bears quickly impaled his ass balls deep, the force of which causing Pongo's feet to slip, resulting in his knees landing by his head.
Now made was really glad he went to yoga classes at the Chief's Den. It surely gave him great flexibility.
But, as he felt the two bears start to ruthlessly piledrive his tail-hole, his altered pose actually causing them to have to squat in order to properly do so, Pongo found his newfound flexibility had allowed his hips to come within inches of his face…giving him an eyeful of his temptingly delicious cock as it rested against his cheek. Unable to resist the urge, Pongo unashamedly began to suck on his own cock, the brothers' downward thrusts helping to drive it deeper into his mouth. Soon, Pongi was giving himself a blowjob as Papa and King Bear thrust hard into his ass.
"Alex," Papa voiced after a several minutes of pure pleasure, the pressure in his groin having returned with a vengeance as his and his brother's dicks being pressed together by the tight asshole they were fucking.
"Yes brother," King Bear responded as he gazed into his brother's eyes, eyes filled with unbridled lust.
"Cum with me."
So turned on by the lust and sincerity radiating from his brother, King Bear lunged forward, shooting his tongue into Papa's mouth, the other ursine quickly returning the gesture as their pace on Pongo quickened, the submissive dalmatian finding his own release fast approaching as he kissed his knot, the force of the bears' thrust pressing it harder against his lips. And finally, after just a few more hard thrusts, King Bear and Papa felt their balls seize, followed closely by rope after rope of thick, hot cum being shot into Pongo's ass, the warm feeling in his stomach sending said dog over the edge as he came down his own throat, the delectable taste making him shutter. However, all three soon found that there was an abundant amount of cum being expelled from their cocks, as evident by King Bear and Papa's cum making Pongo's belly swell, with the excess seeping out from around their cocks, and Pongo's cum leaking out of the corners of his mouth.
Breaking the hot kiss that they had been enraptured in, a single strand of saliva connecting their bottom lips, King Bear and Papa pulled their softening cocks from Pongo's abused tail-hole. Without the bears keeping him in his current position, the now dazed Pongo fell to his side, cum leaking from his ass and mouth as a fucked-stupid expression was plastered on his face, eyes rolled in the back of his head as a dumb smile graced his cum-stained lips.
Smiling at their handy work, the two bears gathered dresses themselves before leaving the house, but not before moving Pongo to the couch in the living room, splashing a bit more cum on him after a brief jerk-off, both now content that the dalmatian would do exactly as they instructed.
"So, you know the drill then, don't you Pongo?" King Bear, letting out a cruel chuckle as Pongo could only issue a gurgled affirmation in response.
"Good boy," King Bear said with a smirk before he and Papa left the dalmatian alone in catatonic bliss.
But as King Bear and Papa were finishing up their little meeting with the soon to be FORMER Assistant Mayor, Nick was shocked to learn that while he had been at the dig site, his grandfather, along with Fangmeyer, Delgato, Wolford and Jones had been ambushed by Gears and Sarah Flasker. This sadly resulted in Jones' death.
Max Fray was taking it pretty hard. After all, he had been with Jones for over thirty years. Nick sat in the lobby of the police station with his family and Kris's family, waiting for Max to come out of morgue.
However… an uninvited guest showed up. Lenny Le Bon of Cold Scoop New.
Lenny walked up to Nick and began asking him random stupid questions, mostly they were about his sex life or how many people he had likely killed. This only enraged the fox, but it was his in-laws who couldn't take the horse's rude questions.
May stood up and looked at Lenny with disgust.
"You heartless scum," she said with venom in her voice.
"Can't you see that Nick and his family are grieving over the loss of one their own?"
Before Lenny could reply to the angry mother-in-law, Max came out of the morgue. He starred daggers at the horse. The police officers present at the station could tell Max might do something he might regret.
"My most closest and loyal bodyguard… Gone!" Max grabbed Lenny and threw him across the room. The officers quickly rushed forward to detain the angry fox, but Max was filled with rage and adrenaline was more than a match for the officers.
"THE LORDS OF PREY WILL PAY!" he shouted throwing the officers off of him. Turning to his grandson, Max pointed at him.
"Make a call to all our offshore accountants."
Nick fumbled a second as he pulled out his phone.
"On It Grandpa," he said as he began dialing.
"Put the word out, ten million for every Lord of Prey member killed, a hundred million to the one who brings me Axis!"
And while the elder fox began raving about how he was going to get revenge for his fallen bodyguard, Louis found himself in a meeting with Simba.
Seated in the lavish smoking room in the O'Conner mansion, a glass of brandy on the stand by his chair as he puffed a cigar, Louis regarded the lion business-mammal seated across form him with a mixture of trepidation and curiosity.
"I don't usually like doing business this late at night, but I was told you'd make it worth my while...Mr. Haynes."
Taking a long, slow pull of his Old Fashioned, Simba let out a deep chuckle as he set the glass on the table beside him. And after making sure that his drink was in place on the decorative wood coaster, Simba reached into his blazer pocket, procuring a check. Upon noticing the piece of paper, Louis reached across the small gap between the two of them before letting his eyes dance on the seven-figure sum.
"That is half…in advance," Simba said with a neutral, but still noticeably giddy tone.
"The other half comes when the job is done."
Satisfied with what he had heard, Louis, tucking the check into his pant pocket, returned his neutral gaze to Simba.
"I'm Listening."
Seeing he now had Louis' undivided attention, Simba leaned forward, the bright din of the fireplace casting an almost menacing glow on his now scowling face.
"It's like this: I've got my heart set on getting Shenzi, but Cain's rat-bastard of a son is in the way…as you well know."
"Roy is harmless," Louis scoffed, taking another pull of his cigar as he reclined in his armchair, crossing one leg over the other with a carefree attitude, which did not sit well with Simba.
"The point is, as long as that little twerp is around, Shenzi won't even give me the time of day."
A long pause followed as Simba leaned back in his own chair, picking his glass back up to take another sip of his drink.
"So, I was hoping," he continued with a sigh, "you could take him out of the picture."
"So, you want me to kill Cain's only son so that you can fuck Shenzi? Oh, that is despicable."
Worried that Louis was going to refuse, Simba soon felt a smile forming on his lips as he saw a similar expression slowly etch it's way onto Louis's.
"I love it!"
But as Louis and Simba sealed the deal with a firm handshake, hundred of miles away in Redshore City, a certain entertainment mogul was standing on his office balcony overlooking the city, which is how he liked it.
"A Crystal always stands above it all," he always told himself. But unfortunately for Jimmy, this particular evening was proving quite stressful, in more ways than one. For not only was he taking a big risk by letting Buster Moon convince him that he could get the ever-reclusive Claw Calloway in his show, but one of his, for lack of better word, "financiers" had been riding his tail on his reimbursements.
And that financier was non other than the Dark Wolf Himself…
Cain Aldan.
In fact, it was through "private loans" like Cain's that afforded his business, his lifestyle, everything over the last twenty-five years. In fact, Jimmy had borrowed money not just from Cain, but his predecessor as well. But it was only after Cain took power some fifteen years prior that he began to call everyone's debt, not just Jimmy's.
In fact, Jimmy had been paying back Cain in installments in various ways. One of the more recent ways, which ended in a complete failure on his part, was the botched robbery by the infamous Team Friendship, who would have "Robbed" him, and given the money to Cain.
Jimmy could care less if Porsha was in danger, for VERY personal reasons.
But as he snarled at the very thought of the young she-wolf, Jimmy found his train of thought broken by his ever present, ever annoying assistant.
"Sir, Mr. Hench has gotten in touch with us."
Jimmy stilled at this, the fur on the back of his neck going on end as he heard the annoyingly familiar name of Cain's second in command; Hench not only served as Cain's lieutenant, but also his bookkeeper. While he didn't look like it, Hench did have an affinity for numbers. And when it came to numbers, Hench never slipped up.
"And?" Jimmy responded firmly, but also with a hint of timidness in his voice, though it went unnoticed by the exponentially timider Jerry.
"He says he's noticed a discrepancy in our payments."
And Jimmy knew what Jerry meant.
He may be rich…but he would still try to save were he could.
And even though he knew it was unwise to cross the Dark Wolf, Jimmy, with an indifferent frown, walked back to his desk, taking the half-full glass of Pineapple Pete, his favorite Laphroaig cocktail, Jimmy swirled the Scottish-based drink in the glass as he spoke in a nonchalant manner.
"The Bastard was going to catch on eventually, but I'll be damned before he lets Cain in on the truth…gotta make sure that the bookie can't squeal."
Jimmy paused for a moment, the white wolf's eyebrows knitting together in deep concertation as he contemplated what to do. And finally, after just a minute of thought, he made his decision.
"Call up Ray Mason in Jasper...tell him I got a job for him."
"Yes sir, I'm on it!" Jerry quickly responded before scurrying out of the room, leaving Jimmy alone in his office, the sadistic wolf rising from his chair to once again walk back onto the balcony to look over the brightly lit city beneath him, unaware that in the coming day, he would find himself in a situation he would not have envisioned in his entire life of power and control.