By the end of the night, Winston was feeling good. He had had a really nice time with his daughter. Somehow it had made him feel younger and more virile. He was feeling so good in fact, that it didn't even bother him when his wife called him and told him that she was going to be working all night. Of course, Eve asked Winston a few questions about his evening with Lilly.

"Did you two have a nice dinner?" she asked.

"We did," Winston responded. His eyes slid over his daughter who was now undressing in the hotel bathroom. As if sensing his interest, Lilly pulled her down a little slower, treating her own father to a little show. Winston felt his pants become tight as his youngest daughter teased him. Now he was sure and couldn't pretend anymore. Lilly was putting the moves on him.

Winston stood up, but remained silent. He firmly believed his daughter also had taboo desires for him as well. He also felt conflicted. As much as he truly loved Eve, his wife was known for fucking men and women around town. But wasn't he guilty too? Sure, he hadn't had sex with Lilly, but not because he didn't want to! He lusted after his daughter like he had never lusted after anyone before.

It was getting late, and Winston knew he shouldn't give into his desires for Lilly. It would be a mistake, but he also didn't have the willpower to stop himself. He needed her in his arms tonight. He needed to wrap his arms around her slender body and feel her warmth. He needed more, but assured himself he would not take more than just her closeness.

The routine was always the same, after Lilly's shower, she got ready for bed. Winston had also got ready for bed and climbed into his bed. After awhile, when he was sure Lilly was asleep, he sneaked silently and moved directly to the bed. Lilly shifted over a bit in her sleep. He lifted the blankets and slipped under right behind her. His arms immediately circled her, but tonight Lilly was naked. Winston's breath hitched in his chest. His cock instantly grew hard in his boxer shorts.

"Baby?" he whispered in a strangled voice.

Lilly smiled. "I'm glad you're here, Daddy."

Her skin felt so warm and soft. Winston wished he was bare as well so he could fully feel her silky length pressed against him. Even as it was this felt far too good, it had to be sinful. His hands moved almost as if on their own vocation. He brought them up and cupped her perfect breasts. Gently caressing them he worked his hands to the tip of her puckered nipples. Lilly sighed softly.

Slowly, painfully slowly, Winston let his hands slide down her stomach. It was flat, and the fur felt incredible under his fingers. He was rock hard and he knew she could feel it. In his mind he kept screaming at himself to stop and go back to his own bed. He knew that some lines, once crossed, would change everything forever. He couldn't be sure that the changes would be good though. He could very well ruin his relationship with her all because he had a forbidden hunger for her as a woman, not as a daughter.

He was so close to getting up and leaving, and maybe Lilly sensed this. She shifted back against him invitingly. She felt too damn good, and smelled even better. Instead of leaving, Winston found himself leaning forward to nuzzle the sensitive skin at her neck. She smelled as good as she felt, and it left him wondering how she might taste.

"I want to kiss you." he said so low he wasn't sure she would even hear him, but she did and rolled over in his arms.

She pressed close so that her naked body was as close to him as possible. "Then kiss me, Daddy." she said breathlessly. This was Winston's undoing. He could not resist the sweet sexy lilt in her voice, the heat of her body, the feel of her breasts pressed to his chest. Even through his thin t-shirt he could feel her rock hard nipples pressed against him.

Winston groaned as his mouth came down on hers. They were kissing, the heat was swift and intense. The kiss swirled and danced. They breathed each other in. It was intense, wild, and reckless. It was everything a kiss was meant to be, even if it was forbidden fruit.

When finally their lips parted, they both panted hard. Excitement was making Winston's hands shake ever so slightly, but it also made Lilly's breath hitch. Their roles as father and daughter took a backseat, and they were man and woman in bed together. They had needs, wants, desires that could not be ignored much longer.

"Please..." Lilly managed. It was a plea. Winston wanted to give her everything he had to offer, and he wanted to take everything she could offer.

He wanted to, but suddenly he couldn't. He was her father, and even though she was a grown woman, it was his job to protect her not take advantage of her. "Lilly...we can't."

Moving slowly, and with a heavy heart, Winston slid back and got out of his daughter's bed. He tucked the blanket securely back around her naked form. "I love you so much, and I can't do this to you." With that he turned and headed for the door.

However, she was also hopelessly in love with her own father, and she had no intention on letting him leave. Good thing she idea what to do about it. Her feelings for her father were consuming her every thought.

"STOP!" she shouted to her father.

"What's the matter, Lilly?" Winston asked feeling concerned that she was going to draw the attention of the guard standing outside their bedroom.

"I can't keep pretending." she stood and stared at her father. "I can't pretend nothing has happened between us."

"I know...but it's wrong..."

Lilly narrowed her eyes and her hand shot up in warning. "No, don't say something like it was wrong or a mistake. It didn't feel wrong or like a mistake to me. It felt natural and beautiful."

Winston's eyes met his daughter's intense stare. He wanted to deny what she had said. He wanted to correct her, and remind her of who they were and the lines they should never cross. He wanted to say all those things, but they didn't ring true for him. He agreed with her. "I want you more than anything. I want you like a man wants a woman. I crave you in every way possible."

"Then...take me, Daddy."

Four simple words, and they completely unraveled Winston, and he reached for his beautiful daughter. He reached for her as a woman, not as is daughter. He reached for her to take her into his arms as a lover.

After all was said and done, Winston smiled at how his daughter lay naked against him. Her head rested on his chest. Her breathing rhythmic as his.

The two of them looked at one another and their lips met once more.

Then they were kissing with wild abandon. Their kisses were red hot and left them both feeling breathless and dizzy. Hands wandered everywhere. Lilly removed what little clothing Winston had. Winston explored Lilly's soft supple fur, and found himself groaning against her wet mouth. Their tongues danced together in heated lust. Lilly tasted of pure sin, and Winston couldn't drink enough of her in.

More, he wanted and needed more. He needed to taste every single inch of her body. He moved her to the bed and tossed the bedding back. Lilly didn't hesitate getting onto the bed. Neither of them hesitated. She lay on her back and he lay partially over her. They continued to kiss. Winston let his hand wander down between his daughter's legs. She was already wet there, and Winston liked it. She felt so soft, and looked so pink.

As his finger slid between her smooth lips, Lilly moaned and parted her legs in wanton abandon. She was offering herself up to him. Opening up and letting him take whatever he wanted. She arched her back causing her breasts and nipples to lift. As Winston explored between her thighs, he took a hard nipple between his lips. Lilly was already growing quite wet between her legs. This thrilled Winston, since he was completely rock hard. Desire raced through him making it hard to think.

The world shrank away, and it was just Winston and his beautiful daughter. He shifted on the bed, lifting himself. He kissed and licked her nipples and breasts. He moved up and kissed her mouth until her lips looked almost swollen and bruised. As her chest heaved he kissed his way down her neck and back to her breasts. All the while his hand played with her clit. As his fingers would slide up over it she would gasp and sometimes shiver.

Winston kept kissing and tasting his way down her body. He moved over her flat stomach and dipped his tongue into her belly button. Her hands were in his hair now as her stomach quivered under his mouth. Lower and lower still he kept moving. Her musky aroused scent floated on the air, and it drew Winston lower still. He had to taste her.

Moving between her widely parted legs Winston finally got a good view of his daughter's soft pink pussy. He parted her lips and looked at the pink folds within. The very sight made his desire pound within him. His need almost took on it's own entity. She was soaked. He could see her opening, and knew that she would feel perfect when she sheathed him. They would be a perfect match. He just knew it.

Bringing his mouth down he paused, poised over her wet mound. He blew softly, and watched her shiver again. She was looking down, but her eyes were heavy with stormy need. Lilly's breathing was shallow, and Winston thought he could hear both of their hearts thundering in unison.

"Do you want this, Lilly?" Winston whispered. His mouth was so close. He had to taste her, and wasn't sure what he would do if she said no.

"Yesssss...Daddy...please!" her words were a plea.

Her needs combined with his needs tore through Winston as he finally lowered his mouth and took his very first taste of his daughter. He would never admit this later, but as his tongue took it's first sweep of her wet pussy he nearly came. Without even touching himself, and without her touching him, just her taste alone nearly made him cum all over the bed. He had paused, it was brief, but he had needed to regain control of himself. He shuddered with lust, and then dove back in with a ferocious hunger. Lilly nearly came up off the bed as she cried out, and came hard all over his face.

"That was too easy, my darling." Winston said as he watched his daughter panting.

Her orgasm had been so swift that it had surprised them both. He realized that she must have been like a tightly coiled spring, so all it had taken was a few sweeps of his tongue and she released immediately. It had been incredible to watch his daughter's body quiver and shake through that first orgasm, and if he had anything to say about it she was going to have more.

His fingers gently slid over the folds of her soaked pussy. He avoided her clit knowing it would be super sensitive right after such a powerful orgasm. He lowered his mouth again, and she almost whined. He knew she wanted more, but felt too sensitive and tingly yet. She needn't worry though, since Winston didn't want to lick her clit just yet. He wanted to bury his tongue inside her and truly taste her.

Positioning his mouth nice and low, Winston stretched his tongue out and used it to reach into her creamy wet opening. She was so hot, and so wet, and damn did she taste perfect to him. He used his tongue to fuck her. At first Lilly had only made small soft sounds, but soon her breathing began to quicken and he could tell her body was already climbing toward another orgasm. Ever so gently he used a thumb to begin rubbing over her clit. His touch was feather light, but steady.

Winston was thrilled when he saw his daughter's hands grab the sheets in bunches. He heard her moan, and looked up to watch her toss her head back exposing her soft white throat. "Oh FUCK!..." she cried out through clenched teeth, and Winston prepared to fully taste his daughter's orgasm.

He could tell the exact moment his daughter went wildly over the top and tumbled head first into a climax even stronger than her first. Her entire body went from quivering, to shaking, and then she went very still before finally she fell limp. Winston's tongue had remained inside her clenching pussy and he was rewarded with an onslaught of fresh creamy wetness. It was absolutely incredible.

Even though he could sense she needed a small break to compose herself, he felt selfish. He didn't want to keep his hands and tongue to himself. She half heartedly protested, but he slid his tongue lower anyway. His wet tongue found the tight pink pucker of her anus. He lovingly caressed her there with his tongue.

"Oh!" she cried out softly. "Only Garth has ever done that..."

Winston realized there was little he wouldn't do for his daughter's pleasure, but he didn't voice that thought. He would show her instead. Little by little he would show her how he wished to please her. Lilly was relaxed after her two powerful orgasms. That worked just fine for Winston. All he needed was her legs to stay spread and he could enjoy eating out her asshole. No one had ever done this for Lilly, and truth was Winston had done this many times to Lyle and Link. But he had dreamed of licking and tongue fucking her asshole.

He lapped eagerly at her anal star. His tongue swept over it and over it. Lilly made sweet soft sounds of appreciation. Winston was enjoying himself immensely but he really wanted his tongue inside her. Using the tip of his tongue he began to probe at her asshole. His daughter was so relaxed that it was actually easy to work his tongue into her pucker. He explored her and tasted her there without reservation. Every inch of Lilly was delicious and desirable.

When he noticed that she seemed to be fully heated up again and ready for more, Winston swept his tongue all the way from her asshole to her clit when he clamped down and sucked hard. "OH!" she cried out.

Winston shifted so he could bring his hand to her wet little pussy. He didn't pause at all before pushed two thick long fingers into his daughter's soaking pussy. "Do you want me?" he asked.

"Yes!" Lilly panted.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I want you, Daddy!"

That was what Winston had wanted to hear. He wanted to hear his daughter, his beautiful, hot, sexy, naked daughter call him Daddy while he had two fingers buried in her pussy and her juices on his lips. Maybe that made him a filthy old man, but it drove him fucking wild.

Winston growled low.

"Fuck... I want you."

Pulling his fingers from her pussy he placed them into his mouth and sucked her cream from them. Not any of his lovers ever tasted better to him. Lifting himself he moved between her legs. His throbbing cock came to rest against her soaking slit. He kissed her lips quickly before leaning back. He wanted to see her eyes when he first entered her.

Reaching between them he took his cock in his hand.

"Look at me, Lilly. I want to see you and I want you to see me..."

Lilly's eyes met and locked with her Dad's eyes. Her lips trembled slightly. She was flushed such a pretty shade of pink. Winston was going to fuck the most beautiful daughter he had, and maybe after this, he might go see if Kate was as horny as Lilly. Placing the head of his cock at her opening, Winston took a deep breath. Then he pushed forward and sunk deeply into his daughter's tight wet pussy.

She felt so hot around him, and incredibly tight. She was a perfect fit for him, just as he had suspected. Lilly gasped as he filled her.

"Oh Daddy..." she whispered.

Winston wanted to take his time. He wanted to slowly build his rhythm from leisurely to full on fucking, but he could hardly contain himself. She felt so good. As soon as he pulled back he plunged back in deeply. Their pace became frantic quickly, and Lilly was meeting him thrust for thrust. Every time he pushed into her, his daughter brought her hips up to meet him.

Winston didn't want to cum too quickly, but being inside his daughter was driving him rapidly to the brink. Gritting his teeth he attempted to keep his orgasm at bay, but it was a losing battle. He looked down at his pretty daughter. Her eyes were closed and her lips parted. Her chest heaved with her quick breaths and she made the most perfect little moans and whimpers.

Winston truly began to fuck his daughter so she would later feel it and remember. He plunged deep and fast. He was racing toward his climax now, and there was no holding off. Luckily, from the sounds Lilly was making it sounded as if she was close too. He hoped he could hold out long enough for them to cum at the same time. Gritting his teeth he plunged into his daughter's soaking pussy again and again. He drove deep until the head of his cock bumped her cervix. This seemed to skyrocket Lilly over the edge and she virtually came undone beneath Winston.

Winston tried to sear the image of his daughter into his mind at the exact moment she came all over his cock. Her face was the most perfect picture of bliss. Her body shook and quivered below him. It was too much. She clenched him so tightly inside that it was now impossible to hold back. With a low guttural masculine groan, Winston push deeply into his sweet daughter one more time and spilled his hot seed deep within her.

"Oh yes...yes...YES!" Lilly cried out, feeling her father filling her up with the very seed that brought her into the world.

For a long time all they could do was breathe heavily. Winston couldn't think straight, and Lilly seemed to be in some kind of after sex trance. On her lips was the most sweet soft smile of contentment. Winston rolled off his daughter so he didn't hurt her. He watched her chest rise and fall. He liked the thin sheen of perspiration on her skin. He liked how the room smelled of their sweet sinful sex.

Slowly, Lilly turned her head and her eyes met her father's eyes. She was still smiling. "I love you." she whispered simply.

"I love you, too."

The silence between them was comfortable and filled with awe. His daughter looked completely satiated, but something in Winston didn't feel as if it was enough. Slowly he moved down the bed. Lilly watched with drowsy eyes. She didn't ask him what he was doing, nor did she reach for him. She simply watched and trusted. Winston parted her legs gently and looked at her pussy. She was a bit of a darker shade of pink from their sex, and her lips glistened with their combined cream. It was one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen.

Winston was about to do something else he had never done. Something he had never even dreamed of doing. He lowered his head between his daughter's spread legs and began to clean her of their cum. At first he licked her pussy lips, and tested the taste of them. He liked it. Wanting more he dipped his tongue between her outer lips and slid it up and down her slit. Lilly made a whimper as she arched her back. His daughter was insatiable.

Winston cleaned up all the evidence of their loving externally, and then once again brought his tongue to her opening and began to lick and suck their cum out of her. Lilly's breathing got fast with rapid little gasps of excitement. He continued to work with a hunger to get every bit of their perfect mixture. He was so captivated with their taste and what he was doing that it actually took his by surprise when Lilly's legs clamped on each side of his head as she climaxed again, hard.

"Oh...Daddy..." she rasped breathlessly once her legs released him.

"You are absolutely incredible."

They both moved. Their lips met and locked. They kissed for a long time before Lilly rested her head on her father's chest. She drifted off to sleep.

As his daughter slept of course Winston replayed their wicked love-making, but also he thought forward to the future. He didn't know what the future held, but he was almost certain Lilly loved him not just as her father, but as a man. He was in love with his daughter, and he felt sure that she was also in love with him. This was a beautiful gift, and Winston intended to cherish it. Not just in the bedroom, but always. Winston would cherish and love Lilly. Protect her and support her. From the day Lilly had come into his life she had become one of the main reasons he kept going, and although it had seemed impossible, this now deepened that bond.

The next morning, Winston awoke to the wonderful smell of his daughter's ass. Lilly was squatting over his face with her ass cheeks spread.

"Daddy," she said with a naughty smile.

"Worship my ass."

Winston shot his head forward, his lips started kissing her asshole, and his tongue wiggled its way up inside her tight hole. After her asshole was lubed up by his spit, Winston fucked his daughter in the ass until he came.

Five hours later…

"State your full names for the record." Burro said to the witness before him on the stand.

"Samuel John O'Brien," Sam responded.

"Dax James Sterling," Dax answered. And sitting beside his writing partner, the two definitely made an odd pair.

"Occupations?"

"Writers," Sam answered quickly, which lead Burro to realize that Sam was going to be a tougher nut to crack. Though, Sully wasn't as ignorant to some of Dax and Sam's "Weekend Exploits" as some would think.

"I heard there was another."

"Yup," Dax responded with a smug grin, "Sam also performs at the Howl and I'm a bouncer there."

This resulted in a small squeak coming from the jury booth. The origin, a grey-furred wolf in her mid-fifties, her hand over her mouth, which had formed a sheepish grin, in a futile attempted to suppress her vocalization.

"Control yourself, Mrs. Harper," Sam said, which resulted in a round of chuckles from the room. Even the Judge, who for years had known of his wife's not-so-secret ventures to ladies' night at the Howl. And of course, he couldn't be mad as he was also a frequent guest of the Howl on any given night. This, of course, was not proving beneficial to Burro, who cleared his throat to pull attention back to him.

"And what makes you think you can attest to the character of Miss Shaughnessy, or Governor Foxington for that matter?"

Dax and Sam's faces suddenly turned dead serious.

"We have written several books that go in depth into the psychology and character of various historical figures," Sam stated.

"What books, might ask, are you referring to?"

Sam and Dax, their faces relaxing, reclined in their chairs, Sam with his hands clasped in his lap and Dax with his behind his head looking to the ceiling, clearly rattling off some titles in his head.

"To name a few," Sam began, "'The Scottish Sailor: A look into the Actions of Titanic's First Officer,' held in high reverence with the Titanic Historical Society and the people of Dalbeattie, Scotland.

"'The Red Bastard: The Marxist Views of Vladimir Lenin,'" Dax added, "very popular with historians on the subject of communism.

"A Madman's Tale: The Psychology of Joseph Stalin,'" Sam continued, "big hit with Cold War historians."

With that, between Sam and Dax grew longer as Dax kept the train going, much to Burro's great frustration.

"'Egypt's Queen: The Legacy of Cleopatra.'"

"The Slave's President: An In Depth Look into the Lincoln Administration."

"Sleeping Dragon: The Mind of Isoroku Yamamoto."

"Der Fuhrer's Geist: The Madness Behind The Third Reich."

"And our most recent collaborative project," Dax concluded, a smug smirk on his muzzle…

"Lambs to Slaughter: The Folly of the Lords of Prey."

"Thank you, Mr. O'Brien and Mr. Sterling, I get the point," Burro responded, clearly realizing he had bitten off more than he could chew with his choice of character witness. Of course, the defense was enjoying Burro's regret immensely.

"Anyway," the flustered donkey began, "is it possible that Lillian Shaughnessy would have the psychological capacity to carry out the murder of Henry Wulf?"

"No," Sam started off, looking at Burro with a deadpan expression, "Lilly Shaughnessy is without a doubt the most caring, the friendliest, the most loving girl in Jasper."

"Is that so?" Burro asked, highly doubting that someone could be so well received in the community.

"You bet your ass," Dax responded, only to shrink under Judge Harper's gaze at his language.

"Sorry your honor, but it's true. And my son Eric can testify on that."

Burro then called Dax and Diane's son to the stand. And as Eric was escorted inside the room for where he sat in the just beyond the doors, the young boy was clearly very nervous, despite the encouraging smiles form his parents, the reassuring pat on the shoulder form his "uncle" as both Sam and Dax stepped out of the witness stand. Unfortunately, any calmness that was offered quickly vanished when Mr. Burro approached, the donkey looking at the teen wolf with a very unfriendly frown.

"Eric Sterling, what can you tell me about Mrs. Shaughnessy?" he asked.

Despite his nerves Eric was quick to answer him.

"When I came to Jasper a while ago, I didn't know a single person in this town besides my Dad andsoon-to-be. Lilly, on the other hand, hearing that I was new, took it upon herself to show me around with my soon to be little stepsister, Ruth. She never faltered and always made sure I was settling in fine for the first month."

"If it helps her case, and if the court will humor me?" Sam said, standing from where he stood in the crowd, waiting patiently to see if Harper might allow him to speak even though he wasn't on the stand. Luckily, Harper, after conferring with Burro, found no issue and nodded for Sam to proceed.

"She was also the same with me," Sam added.

"I've lived in Jasper for almost twenty years now. Lilly was the first friend I ever made. And after all these years, I can tell you that what is in that girl's head is that of love, acceptance, conviction, not just for friends and family, but the community as well. You meet Lilly Shaughnessy a stranger, and part ways as friends. I'm telling ya, the wrong person is on trial here."

At this point, the trial had been going on since mid-morning. And as he looked at his watch, Judge Harper could see that it was nearing 9:30 PM, so he felt it best to finish the trial tomorrow, so he told everyone to clear the court and come back in the morning. Within minutes, Lilly and Diane were being prepared to be escorted out of the courtroom and back to the private car, which would take Diane and Lilly back to the hotel, where Lilly would be joined not only by her father again, but by Tony. Oh, how she couldn't wait to be filled with two big cocks.

But, before she left, Lilly took the time to properly thank each witness for defending her with a big hug each, each male eagerly returning the gesture with equal enthusiasm. And it was only after kissing Garth goodbye and giving Winston, Humphrey and Tony each a hug did Max Fray approach the mayor, the old fox flanked by his grandson.

"Wolf and Richie just called me, they informed me on who killed Hench, but you will need move fast or Lilly will be taking the fall the real killer," he said right off the bat. And while Winston knew of the former Rainforest mob boss's past work, the seasoned politician knew that the elder fox was attempting to start a new life for his family. He had even struck a deal with Mr. Big that once Nick took over the business, he would retire and only be there as a teacher for the younger fox.

After taking a moment to think it over, Winston looked up at the elder fox with a face full of conviction.

"Tell me when and where he will be," he said.

Not far from the courthouse was Simba's hotel room. He came out of the bathroom with a smile as he looked at the tied-up hyena on his bed. Shenzi only had a thin red thong on.

"Shenzi, I'm sorry about Roy, but let's forget about him and have some fun," he said, but Shenzi frowned.

"Simba, I'm not in the mood now," she sighed. "Untie me. I'm going to see Roy." However, Simba had other plans. The lion then straddled the hyena's mid section, grabbed her breasts, placed his dick between them and began to fuck them.

"HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Shenzi shouted as Simba continued to thrust his dick between her breasts.

"Relax, Shenzi," Simba said, as he kept a steady pace.

"I'll pay you triple."

"Damn you, Simba!" Shenzi replied by spitting on him. Suddenly the door was ripped off its hinges.

Simba turned to see Cain come storming in with Kako and a handful of his men. The lion realized that the dark wolf must have figured out that it was him who hired Louis to knock off Roy. Before he could even speak, the angry wolf spoke in a demonic like voice.

"You paid Louis a lot of money to kill my boy, but looks like you didn't cover your tracks very good."

Hearing this, Shenzi felt her blood boil. Simba tried to have her boyfriend killed, and then he was trying to get her to fuck him, which led him to try and rape her. Seeing that Simba still had his dick between her breasts, Shenzi shot her head forward, clamped her teeth on the lion's dick and bit down hard.

Simba cried out in pain as Shenzi bite drew blood. He pulled himself away from the raging hyena. Simba looked down and saw that he still had his dick, but that was the end of the lion's troubles.

Cain then forced Simba to the floor and proceeded to beat him. The other goons joined in, Simba pretty much was reduced to a bleeding, quivering mess. As Kako finished kicking Simba in the ribs, which pretty much sounded like that had been broken, the dark wolf held open Simba's mouth. Shenzi, wanting leave the lion a parting gift, then squatted over his face.

"Here's a final parting gift from me, fucker!" she growled and then pissed right in his mouth. Simba gagged and coughed, but was forced to swallow. Then, Cain made a call for the "Van" to come and pick up Simba.

"Relax Simba," Kako said, "you'll get plenty of time to see Shenzi when we hand you over to the cops after we're done with you."

Meanwhile at an old sawmill that was converted into a drug lab. Axis looked at Ray Mason, who was on his knees before him. Now, while Jimmy Crystal had ordered Ray to kill Hench and frame Lilly, he did so without realizing that the hit he was ordering was going to be interfering with his plans.

"Ray, my friend," he sighed sadly, "while I wish it didn't have come to this, but I can't afford any who works for that murder, Jimmy Crystal to get in my way."

"No, please! I did not know you hate Jimmy Crystal!" Ray begged, but all his pleading got him was a hard smack to the face. If there was one thing Axis hated it was crybabies. I mean, what kind of man cries like a child? Well, the Lords of Prey leader knew a few, they were all dead, and soon, Ray would be to. As the terrorist leader walked circles around his soon to be victim, the sound of a rifles discharging made him turn toward the fire exit.

Axis nodded approvingly seeing not only the Jasper City Police force, but also Nick Wilde and his many friends killing any Lords of Prey that got in their way.

"Punctual as always."

Snapping his fingers, Axis' loyal goons rushed forward to the exit. The terrorists were ready, but when the door swung open, flash grenades came flying in. Axis quickly covered his eyes as the flash grenades went off, stunning the other members. At that very moment, SWAT rushed into the room, being lead by Police chief Able Aldan. Soon it would all be over.

As Axis ran for the fire exit, Nick Wilde tackled the fleeing villain. Both began to wrestle on the ground, each trying to overpower the other. The fox felt like he was about to win, when out of nowhere, Axis produced a taser. Nick felt a terrible pain in his side as he zapped. Axis jumped up.

"Fuck you, Wilde!" he shouted, but turning to leave, a stray bullet grazzed the terrorist's arm, but once again, Axis had escaped. But that mattered little to Able and Nick, they now had Hench's killer. Turning to Samson, the chief told him to get down to the courthouse with Ray.

The next morning, the judge and everyone had returned for the trial and were ready to finish the case, but before they could begin, Samson entered, with him, was Ray Mason in handcuffs. Following close behind was a badly beaten and almost unrecognizable Simba.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the court, here is the killer who took the life of Hench," the detective boasted pointing to Ray, then he turned to Simba.

"And he is the one who hired someone to try and kill Roy Larson."

Charlie, Burro, the judge and Lilly were all shocked to learn that Simba was involved with the shooting which almost claimed Roy's life.

Kaira who was seated in the crowd rushed forward and confronted her father. "Why'd you do it, daddy?" she asked him.

"I'm sorry, Kaira," Simba said after a moment's pause, "I didn't want to do it. But I wanted Shenzi to be part of my harem, just like you are."

"You wanted Roy Larson dead just so you could have Shenzi?" Judge Harper asked, his full attention, along with everybody else, was on Ray. Even Paddy had stopped his type as he looked intently at Simba.

"Who did you hire to kill Roy Larson?" asked Harper.

Simba kept his mouth shut and looked at the ground in shame.

"Name him!" Harper demanded, his angry eyes now solely on Simba, who did not notice Alex O'Connor and Louis staring daggers directly into the back of his head.

However, Ray spoke up. "He hired one King Bear's m-,"

"DON'T SAY A THING!" Simba shouted at Ray.

Harper had had enough.

"THE NAME! GIVE US THE WRETCH'S NAME!"

Ray finally blurted it out.

"IT WAS LOUIS!"

A collective gasp sounded through the courtroom, great murmuring taking place as Ray realized he had just figuratively signed his own death warrant. Louis rushed forward, but Cain and his men appeared out of nowhere and pinned the ursine down. Louis looked up at Cain with wide, fearful eyes, he was only met with cold, rage filled ones.

Judge Harper had seen enough.

"Get him out of my courtroom," he growled, resulting in Samson and a buck officer escorting Ray out and three other officers taking Louis out. And as he was just about to be led out of the courtroom, Ray happened to catch the eyes of King Bear himself. And from what Ray could see, those eyes were very UNFORGIVING.

I'm a dead wolf, he thought to himself as he was led out of the courtroom. And once things had settled down, Judge Harper turned his attention to Sully, almost daring the fox to keep the trial going. Realizing now that Charlie had won the case, the fox knew now he had to admit defeat for the first time in his career.

"Well, Mr. Burro?" Harper called with a teasing smile.

Burro took a deep breath as he stood.

"In light of recent findings," Burro began, a nervous smile breaking on his muzzle as he continued, "I move to dismiss all charges."

"Lillian Shaughnessy and Diane Foxington," Judge Harper said as he looked to the visibly ecstatic Lilly, "all charges against you have been dropped. You are free to go, case dismissed."

And with a bang of the judge's gavel, the courtroom erupted into cheers, Lilly's friends and family swarming with calls of congratulations and giving her warm hugs. Lilly even surprised everyone when she gave Charlie, who attempted to get off with just a handshake, a big, wet kiss, which was broken as quickly as it started before the saluki could even comprehend that Lilly slipped him some tongue. This, of course, did not phase the crowd as they allowed Lilly to leave the courtroom, her arm linked in her husband's and her father's as they walked out of the building, only to be swarmed by a flock of reporters, who were pushing against one another to get a statement from Winston and his daughter Lilly.

"Mr. Mayor, do you think your daughter being a stripper will affect your campaign plan for re-election?" one reporter asked.

Winston gave a short laugh before answering.

"My daughter is a grown woman; she can pick her own career. Besides, her talents may come in handy for my campaign."

"I AM good at 'taking poles," Lilly shamelessly added with a seductive smile, her double entendre causing a chorus of laughter to erupt from the crowd.

"No shit!" Lenny chimed in, "She's a pro at giving a good lap dance. Does your daughter give lap dances at home to enhance her skills?"

Winston merely laughed with the other reporters, only for his smile to become a frown when he saw Alex and Belle approach the group.

"But one thing I will say," Winston added, his face taking a more serious expression, "is that this turn of events has proven that crime is rampant. We must do what we can to protect or homes. And what better way to do that than to get into the minds of these criminals. And no one can do that better, than my running mate for Deputy Mayor, Alex O'Connor." the mayor final words were full venom.

In an instant, the reporters were now clambering toward Alex, his wide eyes matching that of the other members of the trial, who had though Winston had lost his mind. But, seeing as how he did blackmail Winston's former deputy mayor, the mighty ursine had a good idea on how to get rid of all those who stood in his way. And so, after straightening his tie and clearing his throat, Alex addressed the reporters.

"I have done a lot of harm in this city," he began.

"Which is why I wanted to address these rumors that I will be retiring…they are true. And with this new start, I pledge my loyalty to city of Jasper. To uphold the law, which is something many thought they would never hear from me." That was nothing more then a great big lie.

It was all a ruse for him to completely take over Jasper and make the biggest crime empire that would be able to wipe out even the Zootopia crime syndicate.

"And in God's good time, I will help to rid this city of scourge that has been brought upon it."

In instant, the reporters once again began showering Alex with questions, the lot taking no notice as he sent a discreet wave to a figure standing in an Alley across the street. Returning the nod, the figure turned to get into an unmarked car, the vehicle soon pulling out of the alley to follow a police-car that had just left the courthouse, Ray and Louis in the back seat.

Meanwhile, Cain was sitting next to his son in the recovery wing of the hospital, who had just watched the scene unfold.

"I have given a name to my pain," he growled to his son, "And it is King Bear!"

With that, he pulled out the remote and turned off the TV. And latter that night, as Ray laid quietly in his cell, he heard heavy footsteps approaching, followed by the sound of his cell being opened. Looking to his new visitor, Ray bolted up in alarm as he took in the form of Louis, clad in a prison inmate uniform, glaring menacingly down at him. Before Ray had a chance to scream, Louis took a firm hold of the wolf's throat with his massive hand, the wolf soon chocking as Louis leaned down to whisper menacingly in his ear.

"This is for snitching...No one should ever snitch on me or my boss."

And to Ray's great alarm, Louis's free hand moved to the zipper of his pants. Then another bear showed up with a camera to film this moment.

Suddenly, Ray heard whistling as a cloaked wolf with red eyes showed up. He looked at the wolf and could tell who he was.

It was Death.

And needless to say, even with the official cause of death being asphyxiation, Alex O'Connor knew as he glanced over the coroner's report, cup of morning coffee in his hand, how it had transpired, especially with the report mentioning the victim having ingested a copious amount of semen.

Ray Mason-Cause of Death: Bear Dick

But the smug smirk that was his lips quickly vanished when Louis barged into his study, a wide-eyed look of alarm on his face as he tried to catch his breath. But what King Bear was more concerned about was the fact that Louis had a massive cut on his temple, the wound bleeding profusely onto his torn blazer and shirt.

"Louis, what's happening?" King Bear inquired with growing anxiety.

And the moment Louis gave his answer, King Bear's blood ran cold.

"The Lords of Prey Supporters…they're rioting."