As Charlie Lane, clad in his typical gray, pinstriped suit, made his way to Buster, the koala finding himself more at ease that he would now be flanked by two salukis, though the koala and his girlfriend looked across the aisle to meet the contemptible gazes of their opposition. Though this didn't seem to bother the saluki siblings, traces of a teasing smirk on both of their lips.
"Counselor," Charlie cordially greeted Jade Tusk, offering his hand with a curious gaze, a clear sign that Charlie was not familiar with the doe. Jade Tusk, although miffed that she didn't have the foresight to see the obvious signs that Charlie would be representing Buster, found herself accepting the outstretched hand. And the moment her hand was grasped in Charlie's, Jade Tusk felt as light shutter go down her spine when Charlie put on the southern charm and kissed her hand.
"Dr. Charles Lane…but please call me Charlie."
Despite the fact that Charlie's charm seemed to have an effect on her, coupled with his taught, handsome features and deep, gravelly voice, Jade Tusk immediately withdrew her hand from his, a deep scowl on her lips as she turned her attention forward to avoid Charlie's piercing green eyes.
"Charmed, I'm sure…Dr. Lane," Jade Tusk growled, though Charlie could see that despite her hard exterior, Jade Tusk had been caught off guard. And this did not go unnoticed by Jimmy who offered a low growl which did not phase Charlie.
"Son of a bitch," Jimmy growled at Charlie, who playful ticked his tongue at the wolf.
"Keep my mother out of your mouth, Jimmy," Charlie answered with a playful laugh, which seemed to be returned, though with a bit more contempt.
"That's not what she said last night."
This earned Jimmy, much to his surprise, a quick burst of laughter, Charlie wagging his finger at Jimmy as he gave him the most used playground insult in the world.
"I'll give you that one Jimmy…may the best man win."
"Don't worry," Jimmy responded with cruel smirk…
"I plan to."
And the moment that was said, the bailiff, a very well-built grizzly, made his deep, booming voice heard. The sudden vocalization made everyone in the room flinch. Even Jimmy jumped a bit, his heart still racing as the bear spoke.
"ALL RISE!"
All did.
"IN THE MATTER OF CASE 53-1970, THE PEOPLE VS JAMES CRYSTAL, THE HONORABLE MATTHEW J. PRIDES PRESIDING!"
Once the bear had concluded his announcement, the door behind the judge's pulpit opened, making way for the justice that would over see the case. He was a lion, though not as old as Clay. He even appeared quite thinner, though the black robe he wore over what many could only assume to be a black suit and tie making it difficult to gauge his build. He looked to be in his late forties or early fifties, his fluffy brown mane, though not white like Clay's, did seem to show early signs of gray. Stress from the job no doubt. And as Judge Prides sat down at the pulpit, a signal for all the court to do the same, he reached forward on his desk, the sound of a drawer being opened faintly heard by the jury. And in a matter of seconds, Prides had placed a pair of thin reading glasses over his tired blue eyes…which seemed to land squarely on Crystal, the wolf actually seeming to shrink under the feline's gaze.
"I knew this day would come, Jimmy," Prides said with a sigh, the inflection in his voice indicating that the two had some personal connections with each other. And given the tone of Pride's voice, it was clear that whatever history they had was not good. Though Jade tusk took note of this, and with a slight smirk, lead into Jimmy, whispering out of the corner of her mouth.
"He's already showing bias. If this starts to go south for us, I can request he recuse himself."
However, Jade Tusk did take note of the skeptical glare Prides sent towards the prosecution, namely the fidgeting koala sat between two salukis, showing that Prides was prepared to be impartial, despite the subtle nod sent towards Charlie, who offered a discrete wink in return.
"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury," Prides began, swiveling in his chair to look upon the group of average, everyday citizens who would be casting judgment on the two parties present,"you have been called here today to oversee, and render a verdict, on the case of James Crystal. Bailiff, if you would."
With that, the bear began to read off a list of charges.
"Charges placed against James Crystal are as follows; conspiring to commit murder, attempted murder, aggravated assault and sexual assault!"
From within the crowded courtroom, sat Nick Wilde. His sunglasses hid the burning rage that he felt for Jimmy Crystal. One way or another, Nick would make him pay for hurting his beloved Porsha.
"With this in mind," Prides continued, gesturing towards the prosecution table, "the defense has filed a counter suit against Buster Moon of Calatonia, California. Bailiff."
"Charges placed against Buster Moon are as follows; Trespassing, incitement, emotional abuse in terms of manipulation…"
This one caught the prosecution by surprise, the three sitting at the table wondering what Buster could have done to garner a charge of emotional abuse. But, one thing was for sure, once the opening arguments began, they were sure to find out.
"Misuse of Company Resources in terms of employees…"
The night cleaners, now that was a viable reason for that charge. Buster could agree that he recruited them to be Porsha's backup dancers. Though when he looked at it, he didn't think he was really abusing any authority in that regard. He didn't force the tarsiers to join the show, he merely made an inquiry if they would stay and do so, and they agreed. Of course, he got this from Charlie, the saluki having reassured the koala that he had accounted for every possible scenario, said saluki simply relaxing in his chair, one leg propped up against the opposite knee with his hands clasped over her stomach.
"Vandalism and Disturbing the Peace…"
Now unleashing Rosita's children on the unsuspecting guest and staff of the hotel may have seemed excessive, but in the grander scheme of things, Charlie, who had admitted that he might not be able to help Buster out of that one, assured Buster that since no major damage had been done, just some broken plates and a hell of a mess, that he could convince the judge to waver any jail-time if Buster would pay the maximum fines. Buster, after taking some time to think it over, had agreed with Charlie, saying that he needs to take some responsibility. But, for the time being, until a verdict was given, Suki, as head of the Board of Directors for Crystal Enterprises, had agreed to waive the charges, though Buster was still willing to pay for the damages with or without the fine slapped on it.
"Criminal Conspiracy, and Battery…"
This made Buster, and to a greater extent Johnny, seize up. No doubt Johnny's dad, along with his colleagues, would be brought up in accordance with their actions against Crystal's security. Nooshy actually noticed the sudden anxiety radiating from her friend, the lynx, while not breaking her gaze on the judge, gently taking Johnny's hand into her smaller one, the gorilla turning his gaze to meet Nooshy's as she offered a kind smile. This, combined with the satin softness of the otherwise rough street-dancer's hand caused a blush to bleed through Johnny's cheeks. This, unfortunately, did not go unnoticed by Nooshy, who tried to hind her own blush by returning her attention to the judge.
Another guy hidden in the crowd was Dax, he sat right behind the gorilla and lynx couple. He wanted to let Johnny know that he could keep his dad from going to jail, but he couldn't say or do anything without letting Jade Tusk catching onto him.
"Hey," a whisper from ahead softly called to Johnny, both gorilla and lynx meeting Charlie's reassuring smile as he glanced over his shoulder.
"I got ya," he whispered, offering a wink before turning back to face front. And upon hearing this, well, Johnny didn't know why, but he had this overwhelming since that everything would be alright. But that still didn't stop the surge of nervous energy as Judge Prides spoke again.
"You have heard the charges. Now, I don't foresee any headway in the case today, so I have allotted enough time from now until Noon for opening arguments. Does the defense and prosecution agree to this?"
"Yes, your honor," Jade Tusk said with a neutral expression, turning her attention toward Charlie to hear his answer.
"Yes," Charlie answered clearly and calmly, a content look in his eyes as he did, "I concur with my opponent your honor. That amount of time should be sufficient."
"Well then," Prides responded with a loud sigh, "let us begin. Defense, you have the floor."
And with that, the trial of James Crystal was underway.
And needless to say, Buster and the rest of the troupe couldn't help but scoff at the massive hodgepodge of accusations against him, all the while singing Crystal's praise. Off course they knew that Charlie and Suki could handle the charges of trespassing and incitement easily, but upon hearing that Buster had manipulated Porsha in her weak emotional state following the whole "firing fiasco," which would account for the emotional abuse charge, their contempt for Crystal only intensified at the fact that he was continuing to use his own daughter as tool to bolster his image.
It was quite clear that the tarsier night cleaners would be called in for testimony, Jade Tusk having twisted that bit to make it seem as if Buster had indeed forced them to be part of the show, which was in all other counts ridiculous. And bringing up the piglets, well, Norman and Gunter were worried that they might have to hold a fuming Rosita back as Jade Tusk insulted her little darlings, describing the25 five youngsters as "juvenile delinquents." But, some comfort could be found in the prosecuting party as a few of the female jury members, a tiger, another pig, a bear, and a gazelle glared at Jade Tusk, a clear sign that they may be mothers themselves. But Jade Tusk clearly didn't care as she moved onto Battery.
And the moment his dad was mentioned, Johnny could have sworn he was going to have a panic attack.
"Hey," Nooshy softly cooed as she maintained her hold on Johnny's hand, her other hand reaching across to grasp Johnny's upper arm as she noticed the gorilla start to hyperventilate.
"Hey, look at me mate," she whispered again, a bit louder to get Johnny's attention, which she was happy to see she succeeded at, brown meeting brown as they looked into each other's eyes. And Johnny didn't now why, but looking into Nooshy's eyes made him feel safe, like he could just get lost in them and forget his troubles. And to Nooshy, Johnny's eyes conveyed to her all the terror he was feeling, the anxiety, the hopelessness. But she was relieved that a reassuring smile was all it took to calm him down, the primate returning the smile, though a bit timidly.
"It's gonna be alright, ya weirdo."
And with that, their attention was turned back to the doe who had managed to sway the jury somewhat to her side, even the four females seemed to push aside her earlier comment about Rosita's children. At this point, Suki could see Charlie's face lose all expression, his right-hand fiddling with the goatee on his chin as he listened with great interest to Jade Tusk's opening argument.
She's going to be a challenge compared to Burro, he thought to himself.
Jade Tusk's opening argument actually ended up eating away an hour and forty minutes, her details regarding the charges Buster was facing actually impressing and worrying Charlie; he hadn't anticipated his opponent to be so detailed.
She had been preparing quite thoroughly.
And yet, as Buster sat and listened to Jade Tusk's opening argument, he couldn't help but shrink deeper and deeper into his chair. Because, with every accusation, with every claim to his guilt, the bundle of nerves in his body, the number of worst-case scenarios running through his head, Buster just couldn't shake off the fact that, despite Charlie's assurances that he would help him, he WAS guilty.
From Nick spot, he could clearly see that Buster was starting to feel the heat but was amazed that he was able to control himself. After all, years of being a con artist taught Nick one thing, learn how to know when you see somebody's weakness.
And if Buster was being honest with himself, he rightfully deserved to feel this way. Here he was, in the same position he put himself and his friends in a year ago. Only this time, he was sitting in a courtroom. And now that he looked at it, everything that happened, he had nobody to blame but himself. He was so blinded by his own ambition, so sure of his own abilities to deliver a promise he couldn't keep, he lost sight of the fact that all the lying he had done would get him into trouble…which it had. And if he was going down…
Then his friends would be coming with him.
And it was at that realization that Buster realized he would do something that Crystal would never do…
Own up to what he did…consequences be damned.
"And so," Jade Tusk concluded, her arm spread wide as she addressed the jury, "will you really convict an innocent man and allow some two-bit con to walk free? When all is said and done, I call upon you to do what you will…to do what is right. That is all your honor."
"The floor is yours, Dr. Lane," Prides said as Jade Tusk returned to his seat, the smug doe sending Charlie a sly smirk as the saluki stood to his feet, only to find himself held back by a tiny hand gripping the cuff of his suit. Looking down, Charlie's gaze fixed on Buster, the koala's own gaze, though briefly staring out into space, slowly turning to meet Charlie's. And upon seeing the pleading look in his client's eyes, Charlie took the silent hint to lean down, allowing Buster to whisper in his ear.
The room was deathly silent. Not even an inquisitive Jade Tusk or Jimmy dared make a sound as they watched the private exchange take place.
Yes, deathly silent…
Until, not five seconds later, Charlie let out a resounding…
"WHAT?!"
Dax who had been live streaming everything since the beginning, felt his stomach turn at seeing how Charlie broke character. Pulling out his cell phone, he texted Sam.
"This changes things," he typed.
Sam replied back right away. "Keep me informed."
The sudden outburst made everyone jump, the crowd not even having a moment to register the sudden shift in mood as Charlie turned to Prides with as calm an expression as he could possibly muster.
"Your honor," he said tensely, a nervous smile on his face as he addressed the lion, "an unforeseen development has just been brought to my attention. May I have ten minutes to speak with Mr. Moon in private."
A hard glare from prides, followed by…
"Five."
"I can work with five," Charlie said with harsh sigh, the saluki immediately hobbling to a side door by the witness stand, followed closely by Buster and Suki, leaving behind the shocked theater troupe and Suki. Even the defense didn't feel as smug as before, wondering what Moon was going to pull to get himself out of this. However, it would be unfortunate for them, as with what was being discussed in the side-hall would strip them of a lot of leverage.
"You want to plead GUILTY?!" Suki loudly whispered through clenched teeth, but still soft enough that no one could hear her through the door, the saluki and her brother looking at Buster with pure astonishment rather than aggravation. Now, while Suki's stance was understandable, some would assume Charlie's mood was based on the fact that this could earn him a black mark on his reputation. But that wasn't it. It was the same reason as Suki's; he was more concerned of what it would mean for Buster, and to a greater extent his friends. Hell, even Porsha and his sister would be at risk. But, to their further astonishment, Suki was met with a gaze of pure conviction, the steely glare from the koala's blue eyes actually making the taller dog stand down some.
"Suki," Buster said with grim determination, the koala practically gesturing this way and that as if to prove a point, "we are here because of me. My friends are here because of me. YOU AND PORSHA are here because of me! We wouldn't be in this mess if I had just listened to you when we met back in Calatonia. You know how they say those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it?"
Even though it was rhetorical, Suki and Charlie nodded.
"Well, that's what happened here! It's like the 'Tale of Icarus.' I flew too close to the sun…and my wings melted. Now I'm falling, like I did that night. And now that I look back on it, maybe I deserved…!"
"NO!" Suki practically hollered, the taller female immediately dropping to her knees, her hands reaching forward to take a firm clasp of Buster's cheeks, the koala actually stilling for a moment, not from Suki's outburst, but from the sudden contact bestowed upon him. And if he was being honest, he could only hope that the admittedly beautiful saluki before him didn't feel the heat threatening to bleed through his cheeks.
"Buster Moon, don't you DARE finish that sentence! You are many things, stubborn, crazy, and yes, a pathological liar. But that does NOT mean you deserved to die for it!"
It was at this moment that Buster noticed Suki's eyes seemed to be brimming with tears. And it truly astounded him. This dog, who only a month ago told him he and his friends were not good enough, practically demeaned him through those three weeks of prep work, truly cared for him. Not just him, but his friends. Buster himself couldn't quite fight the tears that were welling in his eyes as he wrapped his hands around Suki's wrists, the marsupial actually surprising the female by nuzzling into the gesture.
"Buster," Charlie added in, his own astonishment melting into sorrow as he carefully, and with some difficulty, knelt down, his eyes meeting the koala's, "you don't have to do this. We can still..."
"No Charlie," Buster interrupted, breaking away from Suki, the shorter businessman placing a tender on Charlie's knee, "Nana gave me a second chance…and I wasted it. And it's like Clay said, running isn't all it's cracked up to be…"
A pause, a dramatic one at that.
"We all have a choice."
Another pause.
"It's time I face the consequences of my actions. I can only hope the judge will let me bear the weight of them…alone."
There was gentle murmuring in the courtroom, everyone present wondering what Buster had said to render such an outburst from the otherwise calm and collected Charlie Lane. And of course, the most worried were his crew, their nerves sky high at what Johnny had said he had overheard Buster whisper to Charlie.
"IS HE LIKE TOTALLY CUCKOO?!" Gunter practically exclaimed.
"I know right," Nooshy added in, "it's like he's gone off the deep end."
Nick's cell phone buzzed in his business coat. He pulled it out and had to looked at what the text read. Sam: Is he out of his mind or has Death himself put him up to this?
Nick typed back: He's totally lost it… I guess Suki will need to find a new source of dick.
"I'm too old to look for another job," Miss Crawley practically sobbed, the aged lizard comically plowing her nose as an uncomfortable Porsha awkwardly patted her shoulder in consolation. But as she did, she couldn't help but let her gaze flit up, her entire frame clenching up as soon as she made eye contact with the blue-eyed glare of her father, the older wolf sending her a menacing snarl.
"Do you really think he'd do this?" Rosita inquired, the mother pig fighting back tears as her husband held her close.
"But if he goes through with it," Meena added in, "What happens to the show? What happens to all of us?"
"I don't know Meena," Ash butted in, a steely expression on her face as she did, "but whatever happens, we face it together."
It was upon hearing this, that a look of realization came onto Porsha's face, which did not go unnoticed by Crystal, who, upon noticing Porsha's face twist from the fear he wanted to instill in her, just as Jade Tusk had advised, to pure determination, felt uneasy himself. Only he chose not to let it show, even as Porsha turned her back on him.
"Yeah," Porsha pitched in. The young she-wolf began thinking of ways to resolve their situation. Maybe Nick could help them out, after all, he had connections from MI6, ZPD, and the underworld.
"We are not gonna let the likes of Jimmy Crystal break up what we got going."
And the moment those words left Porsha's mouth; the prosecution reentered the room. Though, as all could see in the courtroom, their faces were somber. Crystal noticed this and let a smug smirk form on his muzzle in place of the snarl he had sent Porsha. However, he had seen the look of worry on his lawyer's face, he would be feeling worried as well. And once the trio of two salukis and lone koala reached the table, Charlie, before addressing Prides, sent a sideways glance to Buster, a silent inquiry If he wanted to proceed.
Buster firmly nodded.
"My client, after some deliberation…with the exception of emotional abuse and battery…"
The group sitting behind the three tensed, all fearing the worst…all while Crystal grinned with glee, especially when Charlie took a long, shaky breath.
"Would like to plead guilty to all remaining charges."
A great gasp resonated through the crowd, immediately followed by loud murmuring. Even those watching the monitors outside were filled with great shock.
"Please tell me you're getting this," Linda Le Bon gleefully inquired of her bobcat cameraman, the horse ecstatic over the inevitable ratings spike she was sure to get as soon as she received an affirmative thumbs up.
Her brother Lenny was soon going to be second best to her.
"ORDER! ORDER!" Prides loudly yelled, banging his gavel he attempted to bring the court under control, the lion now looking squarely at the koala, almost as if the small showman had grown a second head.
"You do realize what this could mean for you, Mr. Moon?" he warned, his eyebrow quirked as he watched the koala wring his hands nervously, the pitiful sight actually causing Crystal and Jade Tusk to chuckle. However, Buster heard this, causing the koala to make a sideways glance to the defense table, both businessmen seated faltering in their revelry when they saw Buster's nervousness fade into pure defiance, the diminutive showman returning his attention to Prides.
"Yes, your honor."
"Out of shear curiosity," Prides slowly, almost carefully inquired, "why?"
"This should be good," Crystal whispered to Jade Tusk, the water deer returning her clients smirk as Buster, after taking a moment to compose himself, spoke.
"Your honor…I love the theater. The first time I was exposed to it was when my dad took me to see Nana Noodleman perform in Epiphany at the Calatonia Grande. At that moment, a six-year-old's dreams to be the first koala in space were completely toast."
To Buster's relief, this earned a little chuckle, not just from his friends and the saluki siblings by his side, but from the jury and the gallery itself. Even Prides and the bailiff allowed a barely noticeable, but still present smirk to form on their lips. But Buster, not wanting to make it seem as if he were playing his situation off as a joke, cleared his throat as he returned his face to its previous firmness.
"The theater went under about seven years later. When my dad, who is sadly no longer with us, saw how much of a passion I developed for the performing arts, he took it upon himself to ensure that I would have enough money to buy the place. Lucky for me it sat empty for a long time. My dad worked his tail off at a car wash, day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year for THIRTY YEARS."
This earned a shocked murmur through the crowd. Even Jade Tusk couldn't believe what she had just heard. Nick was also shocked. His late father had worked super hard to build the Crimson Den, so he could relate to how Buster felt about his father.
"Order," Prides loudly, yet gently called before turning his attention back to Buster.
"That sounds like a…very devoted father."
At that moment, Crystal felt a burning glare on the back of his head. And the moment he met his Porsha's gaze…oh, if looks could kill Crystal would have slumped over dead in his chair.
"He was," Buster continued with a smile, only for it to fall along with his ears.
"Unfortunately, he died before he could see any of my success."
Mine died as well, Nick thought sadly to himself. He knew his father would have been very proud of the fox he had become today.
"I'm very sorry to hear that," Prides respond with all sincerity, the lion receiving an appreciative nod from Buster as the koala continued.
"Now," he said with steely determination, "I am sure that the defense has done quite a bit of research on myself and my friends. Probably even made a long-distant request to the Calatonia PD to pull up any files with my name in them. Minus battery and emotional abuse, and the addition of destruction of private property, the charges are very much the same as what Mr. Crystal issuing me for."
And as Buster continued to list off his past crimes, Charlie glanced over at the defense table. And one thing was for sure, he was internally congratulating himself on his impending victory when he saw Crystal's face scrunch up in frustration, and Jade Tusk visibly flinch. And it was no mystery as to why.
Buster was right.
Jade Tusk, aside from her lustful espionage, had dug up that particular amount of dirt. And now that Buster was admitting it out loud, well, Charlie would compare it to firing an automatic rifle at an invisible target.
And before long…the gun would be empty.
And it didn't help that Buster's opening statements, combined with his unabashed honesty, was seemingly winning him the jury, if only temporarily.
"Mr. Moon," Prides interjected in a kind of warning, "you realize that by admitting to these past transactions, you are implicating your colleagues?"
"Yes, your honor," Buster immediately retorted, "but you have to understand..."
Buster seemed to falter, words forming in his mouth, but not daring to leave it. His eyes were wide, almost pleading, his ears back, his lip quivering. Not even Suki's reassuring hand on his back seemed to calm him down. But, finally, after a good ten seconds…
"They're good people."
This was said in an almost raspy whisper, but just loud enough for Prides and the jury to be able to hear him.
"Yes, they were following my instructions, MY ORDERS, but they were MINE alone. The theater in Calatonia. My dad worked so hard for me to get it. I didn't want me losing it to be HIS legacy. But as I had told Charlie and Suki…I was Icarus."
"Flew too close to the sun," Prides knowingly responded.
"Yes," Buster continued, "but unlike Icarus, whose father was too late to save him, Nana saved me and my friends. We were given a second chance."
It was at that moment, Buster faltered once again, his eyes clenching shut as he forced back tears. From behind him, his troupe, his friends, his FAMILY, watched with great concern, their hearts aching for the koala who had helped them in so many ways. Suki's hand moved from Buster's back, discreetly slipping it under the table, the koala stiffening some as he felt her larger thumb trace the back of his smaller hand until Buster found the strength to speak again.
"Nana, if you're watching, or even listening, I just want you to know, I'm sorry."
And Nana was watching, her grandson Eddie and her \butler Hobbs by her side, the penguin himself even managing to show a slight twinge of sadness as his mistress caressed the hand of her grandson that was draped on her shoulder, the old sheep wiping tears from her eyes as they watched Buster.
"I'm sorry I let you down. But your honor, like I said, my friends, they're good people. They have nothing to do with my actions…no one should hang for this but me."
Rosita bit back a sob as Norman held her close, same as Miss Crawley.
Meena's face scrunched in discomfort and heartbreak.
Johnny and Nooshy simply held solemn expressions as they looked at Buster.
Clay tenderly took Ash's hand as the porcupine herself fought back tears.
Gunter, for once, was just silent.
Nick and Dax…well, both found themselves feeling rather down for how much weight the koala had on his shoulders. And they knew how that felt. Both would give up their freedom, hell their lives, if it meant that heir loved ones would have a future.
And Porsha…Porsha wanted to cry at the knowledge that this koala who she had only met a month ago was defending her and the people next to her with great passion and vigor, the teen realizing that every word said was the honest truth.
Something her rapist, Jimmy Crystal knew nothing of.
And even though Buster was exaggerating what his punishment should be, his outburst, mingled with the hot tears now streaming down his cheeks, the sight alone causing Suki to fight back tears of her own, caused the tension in the room to grow even more.
And if called upon, even Jade Tusk would be at a loss for words.
"Please your honor," Buster pleaded, "don't punish them for my mistakes. And I know what your thinking; 'Am I sorry for what I did?'"
"Well, are you?"
A long moment of silence, as if Buster was contemplating his answer. Finally, after what seemed like minutes, he offered an answer.
"If given the chance to do it again, would I?"
A beat.
"Yes."
A harsh murmur, only to be abruptly cut off by Buster.
"But I would do it differently. I'm not sorry for what I did…I'm sorry for how I did it. But my friends, they all can have a chance. They can. I just ask that you be willing to consider giving them that chance, to make themselves better."
Another long moment of silence.
Then…
"To Dream Big Dreams."
Prides just sat there; his face unreadable as he studied Buster. Now, he had been a judge for twenty years. He had seen many people giving very convincing sob stories to gain them sympathy, to save themselves. But he knew Buster was different in the fact he wasn't trying to gain sympathy or save himself.
But for his friends.
Buster Moon was no criminal.
In his eyes, a criminal does not try to make things right by the people he's wronged.
The people he loved so dearly.
And finally, after a full minute of tense silence.
"Very well Mr. Moon," Prides answered with a neutral expression, though Buster could have sworn he saw a gleam of admiration in there, the sight causing the koala to release a breath he did not realize he had been holding, "I will take this into consideration. Once Mr. Crystal's trial has concluded, we will review your request…Dr. Lane, the floor is yours."
With that, Charlie hobbled from his place behind the table, the saluki giving Buster's shoulder one last comforting squeeze as he made his way towards two rows of jurors, his face unreadable as he came to a stop in front of the jury, their own expressions raging from neutral, to sympathetic, to some that Charlie just couldn't quite read. A solid moment of silence took over, there seemed to be a lot of them, the air in the room so tense you could cut it with a knife.
Then Charlie spoke.
"You have heard the charges placed against Mr. Moon."
A pause.
"But, even with his decision to plead guilty, I think you can agree, his actions, save for the exempted, are common misdemeanors as compared to the charges placed against Mr. Crystal. A tactic that would have been used by my opponent to garner sympathy for his client. But I do concur with Mr. Crystal's attorney…"
Another pause.
"I have the utmost confidence you WILL do what is right."
Ten minutes dragged into thirty.
Thirty dragged into an hour.
An hour, turned into Two.
And with each passing minute, Crystal and Jade Tusk became more tense.
And needless to say, they were right to utter the one word they had earlier…only now in their heads.
Fuck.
After a long morning in the courthouse, Prides was true to his word, or as close to it as Charlie's opening statement went fifteen minutes longer than he had anticipated. The court would be adjourned for the day and would pick up the next day. Though in Jimmy's mind, he felt his ego row bigger as he believed that he would still get off scot-free. And as the smug Jimmy left the court room, a cheery voice called out to him. Turning around, the white wolf was shocked to see another white wolf, though a bit thinner and lankier. But that shock soon turned into joy as this particular wolf was an old friend from college. And needless to say, the two were overjoyed to see each other.
"Samson Canis," Jimmy said embracing his old buddy, the two laughing together.
"What brings you here?"
Samson smiled as he pulled away from Jimmy, keeping his old friend at arm's length as he examined him.
"Just coming by to support my best friend," Samson answered, the two wolves, under the watchful eye of Jimmy's bodyguards, walked into men's restroom talking about many things.
"How do you think Charlie Lane will do now after Buster wants to admit guilty and still have you prosecuted?" Samson asked as the two stood in front of the mirror, Samson pulling out a comb to smooth back his slicked-back silver hair.
"I don't think he would have the chance," Jimmy said as he picked his teeth with his claw, a sadistic chuckle leaving his throat as he flicked a little piece of his breakfast into the sink.
"After Moon gets sentenced, he would have no choice but permanently cancel his show and his crew would be out of work," Jimmy laughed, only to falter some as his friend sent him a cautionary glare.
"Either way," Samson responded with a deep sigh, placing a friendly hand on his friend's shoulder, "Watch yourself. I heard that Cain Aldan is in town along with Nick Wilde. From what I hear, they've been snooping around, scoping out Crystal Entertainment. And not to put too much pressure on you, but Nick and some other wolf, apparently stopped Suki and Porsha from getting killed by some thugs."
Jimmy froze at this, his smug smirk long gone as he tried to now maintain a neutral expression, though Samson could see that his whole frame was tense now.
"Not only that," he continued with hesitance, "Aldan's brother apparently just transferred from Jasper and is the new chief. Apparently, it's so his kid can get 'proper treatment for his cancer.' Though between you and me, that's only a small part of it."
"Come on, Samson?" Jimmy said with a forced laugh, an obviously fake smile spreading on his muzzle again as he spoke, "I'm not afraid of those pussies. Cain is just a hothead idiot who is all bark and no bite, and he doesn't have a dick that would impress those hoes, Suki and Porsha."
"And you do?" Samson asked in a mix of sadistic satisfaction and morbid curiosity.
Jimmy smiled.
"Hell yeah. And since Porsha isn't really my daughter after all, that means I can fuck that cute bitch every night."
But little did Jimmy know that as he divulged this, a certain Dark Wolf was in the same restroom, along with a few friends. And as Jimmy as Jimmy washed his hands in the sink, his gaze focus on the running water, Cain emerged from one of the stalls. Until that moment, Samson believed the two had been alone. But when the smaller white wolf saw the shadowy wolf, he actually trembled with fear, especially when Cain flicked his eyes to the door, an obvious, silent order for him to leave.
"I got to go, Jimmy. I have an appointment with one of Shendu's doe whores," Samson said with an even voice, though his stiff body and frightened eyes betrayed his inner worry as he briskly walked out of the room, leaving Jimmy to his own devices. And the moment the disgraced mogul heard that familiar, blood-chilling voice, his lifted his head up to look in the mirror, immediately freezing when he saw those red eyes glaring at him with murderous intent.
"Jimmy, what have I done to make you disrespect me?" Cain asked as he walked to the sink beside Jimmy, turning it on to wash his own hands, a slight smirk tugging at his lips as he saw Jimmy flinch at this, the mogul soon finding himself back in his office asking that very same question to the koala he was trying to bring down,
"The fuck you talking about, Aldan," Jimmy said as dried his hands with a nearby hand towel, the white wolf attempting to come off as tough, though Cain knew better, the Dark Wolf snatching the towel from Jimmy's hands as he dried his own, all the while maintaining his cold glare..
"Well, let me tell you that I used to work with Max Fray, and I was a young arrogant fool like you. Some much so I used to call Max funny names; 'Iron Butt. Boner Killer.' And one time I even called him 'asshole' right to his face. But there was always respect. I always knew where the line was drawn, and you just stepped over it, Sunny Jim," Cain growled as his eyes glowed red, forcing Jimmy to swallow a nervous lump in his throat, especially when the other stall doors opened to reveal that Big Daddy and Richie had been in there as well. And before Jimmy knew it, he was cornered by the gorilla and German Shepherd as Cain looked the white wolf in the eyes.
"Mr. Crystal, all you have ever done is disrespect Suki and Porsha…Physically, mentally and sexually."
"I'd like to have the opportunity to show him how they feel," Richie interrupted with a growl, pulling out a single pair of brass knuckles, the sight of the weapons making Jimmy internally panic, though he didn't show it. Though in the end, he did silently thank God that Cain had a tight enough leash on Richie.
"Stand down," Cain ordered the young shepherd only to smile as his glare returned to Jimmy.
"Men like you always get at me really hot under the collar. Sure, I have slept with a few women here and there by seducing them, but I never forced like you did."
"I didn't hurt them," Jimmy lied through his teeth, though the deep growl quickly conveyed to Cain that the already obvious lie was still, well, a lie. And it certainly didn't help Jimmy as he kept digging himself deeper.
"Suki was always coming onto me. Porsha, she was into these rape fetishes. They wanted me to fuck them, and I did."
"Don't stand here and lie to Cain, you scumbag!" Richie said, the shepherd once again stepping forward, only to be held back by Big Daddy this time, who glared at the wolf who was now not only a thorn in his side, but his son's as well.
"Don't you know about the mental abuse?" he said, a adding in his two cents tot eh conversation.
"That's as bad as physically kicking somebody's ass," Marcus said. But what Jimmy said next really struck a nerve with Big Daddy.
"Well, you would now all about that, wouldn't you Big Daddy?"
"I'd start watching your tone, fuck-wad," Richie growled through his teeth, "or I'm gonna be YOUR daddy today, and momma too. And I'm gonna whoop that ass like somebody should've done."
"We'll teach you how to respect others, especially Suki and Porsha," Cain finished, the dark wolf closing the gap between him and Jimmy until their noses were practically touching. But, to Jimmy's confusion, Cain left his chin, and turned his head to the right.
"But first, we need you to justify it…Hit me," Cain ordered.
Jimmy wanted to. Oh God to he want to. But for once, he let his rational mind take control over his emotional one as he took a deep breath, before looking into Cain's eyes with an indifferent scowl.
"No," Jimmy said, only to find his nose once again centimeters from Cain's.
"Please do," Cain gloated, only for a deep growl to grow in his throat as Jimmy answered again.
"No."
Richie was losing his patience at this time.
"Why? Because you're afraid of what Richie and I will do to you…especially Richie since he was a former Navy SEAL?"
"No, because I won't fall for your little games." Jimmy Crystal replied before pushing past the trio, exiting the restroom without another word a glance back, leaving Cain, Richie and Big Daddy frowning as they came to a troubling realization as they watched the door close.
This was going to be a long trial.
Just then, Richie's phone beeped. And upon seeing the message, the German Shepherd's eyes grew as big as hen's eggs.
"Shit," he exclaimed as made an immediate b-line for the door, but not before giving Cain a brief, but still very vague explanation to his sudden departure.
"I need to get back to Jasper City."
After a long flight from Redshore to Jasper, Richie's plane landed at the airport. Though as the 747 was taxied to the terminal, Richie could hear his heart pounding in his ears, the subject of the text he received still burned into the back of his eyes.
Mr. Frost, Lord Shendu wishes to see you. Old Sawmill, Jasper, Tomorrow at 2300 hours. Be there and be lubed.
And signed at the end of the text, was name that Richie had not heard since he and the CIA busted the sender's cyber-piracy empire…
Don Karanage.
The very thought of the deranged Spanish wolf sent shivers down Richie's spine, the shepherd hoping that his disguise would be enough to fool said Spaniard. But he would focus on that later. Right now his attention was on grabbing his carry-on, an only piece of luggage, a simple black duffle bag, and leaving the plane. And the moment he stepped into the bustling airport, he was immediately greeted by Humphrey and Garth, the sight of his step-brother and Humphrey's brother-in-law bringing a wide smile to the otherwise nervous Richie's face.
"Humphrey, Garth!" Richie said as he hugged the two wolves, all three having a good laugh before they made their way towards the airport entrance. But as they crossed the lobby, Richie noticed something rather…unsettling. All around, there appeared to be a lot less than savory characters, namely rough looking preds, all of them packing heat openly. And that is when Richie noticed the stunning lack of prey…and security personnel.
Catching onto his step-brother's nervous aura, Humphrey let out a sigh, gently grabbing onto Richie's arm, a silent indication for the shepherd to keep moving. And Richie wasn't about to fight it, as a few hard stares were sent his way by the armed patrons.
"I see King Bear's influence has really hit," Richie whispered, the trio finally making it outside, Garth leading Richie to his parked F-150, with Humphrey hoping in the passenger seat and Richie in the back.
"Yeah," Garth said with allow growl as he wasted no time in putting as much distance between themselves and the airport, "after Radcliffe's sudden 'resignation,' Winston was, shall we say, 'persuaded' to take him on as deputy mayor."
"And it all went into the shitter almost immediately after," Humphrey added in, piquing Richie's interest.
"How so?" the shepherd inquired, curious as to the true scope of King Bear's influence.
"Basically, King Bear has stripped Winston of every kind of executive power he has, except for his title," Garth continued for his brother-in-law.
"After he became deputy mayor, King Bear started cracking down on the prey population. Not the LORDS of Prey, just…prey."
"Said he wanted to put them in their rightful place," Humphrey said with a sigh, the grey wolf's eyes flicking to the busy city sidewalk, the very image of what he was describing, being it a poor female zebra being harassed and felt-up by several male hyenas, a skittish looking pig being mugged by a group of wolves, or a family of bunnies being accosted by some mangy looking foxes.
"Nick would have aneurism if he saw this…Cain too," Richie said with a sigh, only for his eyes to widen at something he had always wanted to check in on with Cain, but was too distracted.
"How's Roy?" Richie asked, curious to see how Cain's son was doing in his recovery after being shot and nearly killed by Louis under Simba Haynes's orders.
"Is he doing, okay?"
"He's doing fine," Humphrey responded with soft chuckle.
"Thanks to the physical therapy, he's regained the ability to walk by himself again without crutches. We really have Eve and your girl Kayla to thank for that."
"But," Garth added in, a curious twinkle in his eyes as he took a detour that Richie was not expecting, "as it turns out, Ellie Mastadon, back in her time, was actually quite an accomplished and well respected healer. Even gave Eve something that she said would really help him."
"Is it that water in the cave?" Richie inquired.
"Sort of," Garth said with a hint of mischievous chuckle.
"The excavation team, researchers and I just talked to the 'relics.' Turns out, it's not the water itself, but the gems. They seem to have a rejuvenating property that medical science hasn't come close too. That's why Roy and Matt Aldan have been making such great progress. They were both given a gem by Ellie and Shira. Ellie Lane said she was going to study it some more while she treats Matt. I'm telling you, it's amazing. That rock is so ancient, yet so advanced. And because of it's apparent value, the Ice Agers take shifts in keeping an eye on the cave."
"Well," Humphrey said with chuckle of his own, "Save for Crash and Eddie. Who'd have thought that having two prehistoric possums in my act would be a huge career boost."
The three shared a big laugh at this, with Richie turning his attention solely to Garth.
"So Garth, how're Lilly and Al doing?" Richie asked.
"They're doing great. And Lilly and Diane can't thank you and Wolf enough for helping them out. They will definitely return the favor for what you two did at Moonlight Howl," Garth said.
"I bet they would," Richie laughed. As the day went by, Richie, Garth, and Humphrey tried their best to enjoy themselves. And Richie actually found himself relieved that not all the predators of the city were taking as much advantage of the prey populations new state as the assholes he saw earlier. He evens aw a few mixed couples, be it a male wolf and female sheep, or male gazelle and female cheetah. And by the end of the day, Richie wasn't surprised to see that Garth and Humphrey took him to the Moonlight Howl.
"Turns out this is one of the few places were you know King Bear and his 'policies' aren't welcome," Garth said as the trio entered the club, all three not too shocked to see the place was packed with the sound of the pulsating music mixing with euphoric moans, and smell booze mixing with sex. And all-around Richie could see that the place was in full swing, the shepherd seeing a few familiar faces.
Thomas O'Malley was actually having his cock sucked right by the door by his curvaceous love Duchess, her lips kissing the base with each bob of her head, all while her soft, heavenly tits were wrapped around his throbbing cock.
Not far from the duo, a group of rabbit sisters soon found their stomachs looking as if they were each pregnant with four full litters, courtesy of the cum that had been pumped into them by Lyle and Link, dressed only in what the universe had graced them with at birth, the twin wolves offering a bit more of their spunk to the rabbits, jerking off energetically as they shot a few more ropes on the fucked-stupid girls. But it wasn't just the girls having fun. Some of the men and women were finding relief in each other.
Richie felt his hard-on in his pants grow even more stiff at the sight of his step-cousin Daniel, the young wolf stripped to his fur, riding on Diego's huge dong, the feline's chest pressed against the canine's back as the latter eagerly worked his hands on the shafts of Balto and Steele, all while his mouth was occupied with the cock of a fully nude Hutch, who used his foot to give Daniel's bobbing ten-inch cock some much needed attention.
And on the main stage, Richie caught sight of Shira, also completely nude, demonstrating the "durability" of her ass as she sank herself down on Manny Mastadon's humongous cock, her ass stretched to many-times its limits as noticeable bulge showed her belly. Richie was even able to make out long ropes of white and abundant streams of pleasure as several males and females came on the stage, each apparently wanting to be a part of the action.
And as for Humphrey and Garth, well it turned out that Richie's sister-in-law Kate had come along as well, offering aid to her sister in her routine, which involved their husbands, leather boots, and two black, foot-long strap-ons.
"I'm surprised that Lilly still works at the Moonlight Howl after what happened," Richie said, watching as the two hot, busty sisters pegging their respective husbands, both males stripped to the fur as the girls had them give their audience a hot show by having the two males ride them in reverse, showing the thick, fake cocks stretching their tight assholes.
"Hey, got to give her credit. Lilly knew how to please the clientele," a thick Russian voice sounded from behind Richie, the shepherd turning to see Vitaly, leaned against the bar, with Gia on her knees in front of him, the Italian jaguar putting her experienced throat to good use as she blew the hung tiger with great vigor.
"Well, I'm just glad that you and Gia are doing okay."
"Thanks, Richie," Vitaly said. But as Richie turned back to the crowd, he was caught a very jarring sight at one of the many lounging booths in the form of two lionesses, both nude save for their crop tops and high heels, either riding Kovu in reverse, or being eaten out by Nuka. But that wasn't the jarring part. The jarring part was that the last time he had heard these two females' names…they were dead.
"Zira, Vitani?!" Richie gasped, the shepherd surprised to see the two lionesses there, which was truly something…since both were supposed to be dead, killed during the Prey riots following Lilly and Diane's trial. And Richie didn't waste his time in voicing this.
"I thought you two were dead."
Vitani, who continued to sip at her drink as she kept her hand on Nuka's head, offered a cute laugh mixed with a moan as she answered Richie.
"Well, don't believe everything you hear," the lovely lioness said as she experienced a mini orgasm from her brother's tongue.
"We came close. Mom and I lost quite a bit of blood. But it turns out we were MOSTY dead."
"What's the difference?" Richie responded with a laugh, the shepherd nursing his drink as he talked with the two apparently "undead" women.
"Well," Zira moaned as she rolled her hips on Kovu's lap, the male letting out a low moan as his's mother's pussy massaged his meat, "Mostly dead is slightly alive. And all dead, well there's only one thing you can do."
"What's that?' Richie inquired with a laugh.
"Go through the poor sap's pockets and look for loose change," Kovu added in, chuckling with his other and siblings, the matriarch rewarding her son's behavior with a reserved, tender kiss, the lustful, yet motherly show of affection making Richie smile. Unfortunately, that smile soon vanished as Richie's phone went. Fishing his phone out of his pocket, Richie saw that eh had received a picture message from…
Shendu! He internally screamed, the shepherd quickly pulling himself away from the incestuous tryst so he could find a secluded area to read the text. And as he did, the shepherd, despite himself, felt his heartbeat faster and his cock grow hard as he saw that Shendu sent him a sext message featuring him posing alone in the nude, followed by a very provocative text;
Care to join the fun, Deacon Frost? I know you're already hear in Jasper. Meet me at the old sawmill down by the river south of the city.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Richie made his way out to Garth's truck to get his duffle bag. Once he did, he walked back into the club before making a stealthy b-line for the restroom, locking the door before turning to the mirror. Opening up the bag, Richie pulled out "Deacon Frost's" suit before stripping down to apply black make up all over his body to conceal his identity. And before putting his suit on, Richie decided to take Don Karnage's advice, fishing a bottle of lube from his bag.
"This is really gonna suck," he groaned as prepped himself for the meeting to come.
And once he was all set, Richie, or rather Deacon Frost, snuck out the back, sending Humphrey and Garth a quick text that he was tired and decided to walk to his hotel. And after a good twenty minutes of walking, Richie arrived at the old sawmill, which appeared to be guarded by two big, ripped hogs. As he approached them, the two porcine bouncers opened the door saying nothing to him. Shrugging it off, Richie stepped through the door. And the minute the handsome shepherd entered; he was dumbstruck with what was going on in this place.
There were so many known criminals here, all of them either drinking or getting their freak on with women and men who were clearly workers of this place.
As Richie walked up to the bar, he saw Don Karnage, the red-furred Spanish wolf clearly having seen better days as he was dressed in rather grungy looking blue military jacket, tattered jeans and a dilapidated pair of boots, drinking something that looked like milk. But then the shepherd got a closer look, a familiar musky, salty sent hit his nose. And upon closer inspection, the drink appeared quite thick and...gooey in constancy. It was so not milk, but cum, which Richie was surprised, disgusted, and somewhat impressed to see the disgraced pirate down in five seconds before he looked at Richie.
And needless to say, Richie didn't need to introduce himself as Karnage immediately knew who he was, the wolf spinning on his stool, a little unsteadily, cluing Richie in that he was also drunk, revealing to a somewhat embarrassed Richie a rock hard ten-inch cock protruding from the open fly on Karnage's jeans.
"Shendu is waiting for you in the VIP lounge," he said with a growl before grabbing a passing black panther waitress clad only in high heels, bending her over the bar, and impaling her on his hard cock, the feline server screaming in euphoric ecstasy as he did. And as Richie observed, she must have been pent up for Karnage only thrust into her three times before she came like a waterfall, drenching her inner thighs, Karnage's crotch and jeans, and creating a noticeable slipping hazard on the floor. Richie, deciding not to stick around as the Spaniard had his fun, quickly approached the VIP lounge, which to his surprise was unguarded. But before he could even knock on the door, he heard...
"Come in, Mr. Frost."
And the moment he stepped into the room, Richie would be lying if he said he didn't get rock hard right away the moment he saw Shendu sitting naked on a huge curved sofa, his huge two-foot dragon dick at full mast.
"Hope I didn't keep you waiting, Shendu," Richie said with a seductive smile, immediately loosening his tie as he stepped forward.
"Not at all. Please, join me," Shendu said as he began to eagerly stroke his cock.
Now, this is one way to get hands on with Shendu, Richie thought to himself as he quickly undressed and moved up the bed until he was face to face with Shendu. The dragon pulled him into a kiss and pushed his tongue into his mouth. Richie kissed him back. Soon, the shepherd was on his knees as Shendu moved himself so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Placing his hands of both of Shendu's knees, Richie gently pushed the dragon's legs apart, his mouth watering at the sight of the girthy member that stood at full attention. Shendu watched in silent anticipation as Richie, now sitting on his calves took hold of his cock with both hands, the younger shepherd starting to slowly stroke the member from the base all the way to the tip in a repetitive motion.
"Faster, Bitch" Shendu commanded with a teasing smirk, the order causing Richie to return the smirk as he picked up the tempo on Shendu's cock, the shepherd soon putting his tongue into it as he licked the musky length from his swollen balls to the tip, his taste-buds exploding at the salty taste of the large globs of pre that began to dribble out. But the moment his mouth came back to the tip, Richie felt Shendu grab a hold of his head, the younger male looking up at the dragon in anxious anticipation for what was about to happen.
"Open wide, Frost."
Within seconds, Richie feared that his jaw was going to be dislocated while he was moaning and chocking around Shendu's cock, the dragon having speared half of it in Richie's surprisingly accommodating mouth and throat, the undercover shepherd soon finding he could mix the pain with pleasure as he began jerking off as his throat was used for the dragon's relief, the thick, tubular bulge blocking his airway as dark streaks appeared on the fur of his cheeks from the euphoric tears of pain he was crying.
"Yeah," Shendu moaned in a deep throaty growl, "choke on that cock you little slut. Swallow it whole like the big cock-loving whore you are."
Now, Richie wasn't sure what it was, be it the excitement, the lack of air, or Shendu's demeaning words, but he found himself being pulled closer and closer to the most intense orgasm he would feel in his life, eyes rolled back as his face was ruthlessly skull-fucked by Shendu. But, to Richie's confusion, and slight disappointment, he was deprived of this release when Shendu abruptly pulled out of his mouth, thick lines of saliva and pre connecting the head of the drenched cock and a coughing Richie's lips.
Any confusion Richie had quickly vanished as he felt Shendu's large, strong but gentle hands quickly move him into a different position, his body moving with Shendu's as the dragon stood to his feet, only for Richie to find his chest on the ground, and his ass in the air. And before he knew it, Richie soon discovered that prepping himself at the Moonlight Howl was futile effort the moment he felt the painful, mind-numbing, but admittedly pleasurable feeling of Shendu, not taking it slow, shoving every inch of his naturally lubed cock into Richie's asshole, the shepherd immediately letting out a loud groan of pain and pleasure as Shendu began to ruthlessly pound his star, the tight passage quickly stretching to accommodate the intruding organ.
"FUCK YES!" Richie cried in a loud, rather effeminate way, "FILL ME LORD SHENDU! STRETCH MY ASS, PUMMEL MY GUTS, AND FILL ME WITH YOUR HOT JIZZ! PLEASE! I'M A COCK LOVING WHORE!"
"Just as eager as my other sluts," Shendu moaned, his comparing of Richie to his growing harem turning the impaled dog on so much. Eventually, Richie found his front half being pulled off the floor by Shendu, the dragon now giving Richie the same treatment he loved to give his sluts, which was taking advantage of his much larger frame by using Richie as flesh light, using one hand to move him up and down the half of his cock buried in his ass, the shepherd now shamelessly moaning out loud as his cock bobbed about uselessly, pre flowing from his tip like a fountain. But what really did it for Richie was the sight of his toned stomach, made so by years of exercise, bulging out considerably from the huge dong within him, his ass and guts seemingly being reshaped by Shendu's dick.
"YES! MOLD ME TO YOUR COCK! GIVE ME A GAPING HOLE! MAKE ME LOOK PREGNANT!" Richie yelled as he came without laying so much as finger on himself. And as Richie experienced the best orgasm of his life, the strong release caused his anal passage to clench hard on Shendu's dick, the sudden contractions causing the Dragon to reach his end as he began to fire deep into his partner's ass, the younger male letting out low moans as he felt his core heat up from the white hot cum being pumped into him. In fact, Shendu came so much that by the time he was finished, Richie could see that request had come to fruition as his stomach had grown to the point he looked like he was about to give birth.
For several seconds the two males basked in the afterglow of their gay tryst. At one point, Richie turned his head to meet the gaze of Shendu, their tongues instantly meeting in a dance of raw passion, deep moans escaping their throats as Shendu pulled out of Richie, the younger male letting out allow moan as he felt Shendu's cum start to leak out of his now gaping asshole.
"I love your big cock…but I have to get going. I have another meeting in Redshore City in the morning."" Richie whispered against Shendu's lips, the dragon smirking as he finally stood to his feet, the dragon not even looking back at the shepherd as he put on a fine silk robe.
"So be it…by the way, I would suggest going with dye instead of concealer…it won't smear as much," Shendu said before leaving without another word, leaving Richie shocked, the shepherd immediately turning to the mirror, finding that the concealer on his hips had been smudged by Shendu's hands, and his inner thighs smeared by the cum leaking from his ass. After that, the poor shepherd got dressed and headed back to the airport, the knowledge that he may have very well been discovered leaving an empty feeling in his core…but that could have been the loss of his dignity.
And the worst part was his mind had been so unhinged with pleasure...he forgot to get any information.