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Wilbur was a part of a fucked up organization, that was blatant. Just a fuck machine to earn the breeders money. That's how he lived, that's how he thrived and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He liked being sent to rooms for pointless sex then dragged out by his collar back to his small caged room. Well that was until..
Wilbur woke up in his bed, his brown tail stung from the awkward position he had fallen asleep in. Sitting up he strained his floppy ears to look around.
His room, as always had a bowl of food full to the brim with rabbit shit looking pellets and scarily filtered water next to it, a few toys most chewed and ripped apart decorated the floor and concrete white walls covered in the occasional scratch marks.
Before getting out of his dog bed the hybrid took a moment to study the posters he had hung so proudly on the wall. Most of them were band posters, small indie bands only he had learned of from the nice lady who took care of him and let him listen to her music.
His eyes landed on the door as fresh clothes were slid through the flap. A yellow jumper, baggy black jeans, hybrid friendly boxers and white socks. He was grateful the facility was decent enough to let him wear clothes when he wasen’t fucking some bitch in heat.
After a quick change of clothes Wilbur walked out to the one way glass pressing his face against it, while it was almost impossible to see the other side the vague emptiness of the room opposite his was clear. Nobody was watching him.
He went over to his guitar, something the people had given him his first day here to ease his stress. After all, they wouldn’t want a good product getting damaged.
Wilbur plucked the strings for who knows how long, it was hard to keep track in a room that never changed.
Wilbur was a dog hybrid, one the company didn’t put up for adoption. His offspring would be sold in stores across the world. His life served the simple fact of fuck then die and wilbur liked it like this, he didn’t need to worry about getting abused or constantly on the run. He had food and water but something else felt missing, it always did feel missing.
The door rang, a sound that led to the door being opened. Wilbur looked over tilting his head to the familiar situation. Out of the door walked a man in a white coat, following close behind a guard.
‘’ C’mon Mr Minecraft you know I don’t need a guard, when have I ever acted out? ’’
Wilbur dramatically huffed to the man in the white coat putting his guitar down.
‘’Never W2001 but its protocol and I don’t want to be fired.’’
‘’ Fair enough.’’
Wilbur didn’t reist as the guard walked over, Chunky armor clanking against the floor. Staying still he watched the guard put handcuffs on him as well as clipping a lead to his black collar.
He wrinkled his temple in disgust to the lead but followed as he was tugged along.
The bland corridor was a common sight to the hybrid, he watched as scientists rushed around with clipboards, nurses rushing behind them hands full of equipment.
‘’ So W2001 ‘’ Mr Minecraft said, not even turning to face Wilbur as he walked down the corridor, guard keeping a firm grip on the hybrid's lead.
‘’ Hm? ‘’
‘’ This case that i’m bringing you to is something different, understood? ‘’
‘’ If it's a rebellious one you know I can pin them down, sir. ‘’
‘’ No no, it's not a dog hybrid W2001. Its a cat.’’
Wilbur blinked a few times to the news, ‘’ But Mr Minecraft, I have never been with a cat, how does that even work? ‘’
‘’ That's what we are wondering about, dog. I'm going to send you in there with that cat, I’ll give you as long as you need. Do try not to get an eye clawed out, That's money on vet bills. ’’
Wilbur didn’t reply but nodded even if Mr Minecraft couldn’t see. Questions ran around in his head. Wilbur had never seen a cat hybrid since he was only paired with dogs but he had heard about their long tails from the nice lady.
Inevitably his tail started to wag from the new thing to do.
Finally they got to the cage the supposed cat hybrid was in, it had taken a compilation of awkward silent elevator rides but he was finally here.
With a nod of Mr Minecraft Wilbur was pushed inside the room door slammed shut closely behind him.
He took a moment to look around.
The small white room was the size of his but taller, big fluffy looking towers decorated the room and a rope pole leaned against the wall looking beaten up with claws sticking out of it now and then.
Plush mouses littered the floor and a few display music discs hung on the walls.
A fluffy blanket with a cow plush made up the bed.
In the bed sat a terrified looking cat pressing against the wall as far away from Wilbur as it could manage. The cat hybrid had big blue eyes as bright as the sky (not that Wilbur had ever seen it). Blond hair fluffy with two pointed blonde ears pinned against his head, A tail stuck out from behind the Cat hybrid curling around his body.
‘’ What's your name? ‘’ Wilbur sat a far away from the terrified boy, unable to stop his tail from beating back and forth.
‘’ T-T-T-00M7 ‘’
He looked so young and dainty, way younger than Wilbur was.
‘’ What's your real name? ‘’
T00M7’s lip quivered as he answered, ‘’ T-Tommy- ‘’
Before WIlbur could answer Tommy let out a snappy remark tail fluffy up defensively even as his eyes were wet with tears, ‘’ Don’t come near me you m-mut! ‘’
It was clear Tommy had never done this before, Wilbur felt bad that he was going to take away this boy’s kitten like innocent, ‘’ Okay okay! ‘’ He raised his arms up and backed away to the other corner.
‘’ The names Wilbur by the way. Not mut. ‘’
Tommy didn’t reply, just grabbed the cow plush and held it close sobbing into its fabric.
For a while the two sat like that just staring at each other, one's eyes wet the others dry.
Normally Wilbur wouldn’t show this much compassion, he would pin down the hybrid so he could get back to his room but something felt different this time, not only because Tommy was a cat hybrid.
He knocked on the one-sided glass just above him making Tommy whip his head up and glare at him, ‘’ Hey could I have my guitar? ‘’ he spoke at the black glass with confidence.
His question was answered when a few minutes later a guitar was slid through the door, slowly Wilbur walked over and snatched up the wooden instrument under close observation of the blonde cat.
He slouched over by his corner and plucked a few strings, almost instantly Tommys demeanor seemed to relax, his ears perked up with interest and his death grip on the cow loosened.
‘’ Y’know i’m not going to eat you pussy. ‘’ Wilbur smiled, a genuine one.
‘’ Hey i’m not a pussy- ‘’
‘’ Can I come over then? I swear I won’t do anything.’’
Doubt glinted in Tommy's eyes.
‘’ I can teach you guitar? ‘’
-
Before Tommy could blink it was lights out and Wilbur was spooning him, stirring purrs from deep within him. Tommy loved Wilbur, but yet again Tommy didn’t even know what love was.
Being held In Wilbur’s big arms felt safe, his tail wrapped around Wilburs smaller doggy one.
‘’ Hey Toms? ‘’
He could feel Wilbur talking into his neck hot breath coating his pale skin, ‘’ Yeah Wilby? ‘’
Wilbur didn’t reply so Tommy pushed back to face Wilbur, he seemed to have pressed something against the brunette by the others groan in the moment. ‘’ What is it mut?’’
Wilbur smiled and pressed a kiss to the other temple.
‘’ Can I show you how much I love you? ‘’
The question was simple but so complicated in many ways, Tommy didn’t know what he meant. Wasn’t this love?
‘’ hmm.. ‘’
He pondered with a playful smile sniffing at Wilbur's chest, The smell of oak eased him.
‘’ Please? ‘’ The voice above him wavered as Tommy looked up at the dog hybrid with wide eyes, even seeable in the dark, hybrid vision had its benefits.
‘’ Okay, I trust you. ‘’
Wilbur’s Tail sped up to wag more which was just adorable.
Wilbur brought Tommy closer to him just drinking up the others' scent like he was his delicate china doll, ‘’ I’ll be gentle. ‘’
Tommy went limp in the dog hybrid's arms as the other started to softly grind against his small leg, the warmth of Wilburs jeans rubbed against his skin. The brunette softly grunted In Tommy's ear.
Tommy whimpered and lowered his body so his clothed dick was replacing his leg, Wilbur gladly started to grind against the blonde’s dick instead curling around the smaller proactively and his whispered encouragement into the other's ear.
This was different to all the others Wilbur has been with, this was slow, loving. This time he knew the other's name. Tommy, he would never forget it.
‘’ Wilbur, please- It feels good. ‘’
Wilbur let out a pleased grumble as he lifted Tommy's shirt up to rub the silk skin. ‘’ You're doing so well, kitty. ‘’
Tommy’s eyes watered as he shoved his face into WIlbur’s chest and started to grind against the other, if Tommy couldn’t make it any clearer that he was a virgin.
‘’Wilbur, I’m scared I haven’t done this before. ‘’
Tommy breathed as the dog hybrid's hand slid from his chest and down into his shorts just hovering over his dripping cunt.
‘’ There's nothing to be scared about, don’t worry. ‘’
Tommy’s response was cut off by a surprised high pitched gasp as Wilbur pressed one long finger on his clit rubbing slowly.
Wilbur pressed a kiss to Tommy’s ear as the finger slid down circling Tommy's hole gathering slick as it did.
‘’Will- ‘’ Tommy rutted forward, unable to control his hips. A hand found itself on Tommy’s back pulling him impossibly closer as the finger slid inside his small body.
‘’ I love you Tommy. ‘’ Wilbur breathed slowly moving the long Finger in and out with ease even as Tommy’s cunt desperately clutched at it.
Tommy let out muffled gasps and pained moans into Wilbur’s Yellow jumper, his hands sliding away from hugging the dog hybrid to gripping his back, digging his sharp nails into the fabric.
Wilbur added a second Finger, then a third and at that Tommy was a quivering mess below him purring and moaning at the same time while his tail quivered, Wilbur seemed to notice this and let go of his vice grip on Tommy and grabbed his tail giving it a experimental yank.
Tommy felt a wall come crashing down as he twitched whorisly moaning out Wilbur’s name as he had his first head on climax letting slick roll down on Wilbur’s fingers.
‘’ Did you just cum at me pulling your tail? ‘’ The dog hybrid raised an eyebrow with a smug grin though still keeping a grip on Tommy’s tail.
Tommy didn’t respond just grounding himself from the intense climax.
Slowly Wilbur pulled his fingers from Tommy’s cunt and licked at them as he watched Tommy rub his thighs longingly, ear tips quivering.
‘’ ..Wilbur? ‘’ A delicate voice questioned.
‘’ Yes sweetheart? ‘’
‘’ Please breed me, please? ‘’
Wilbur felt his floppy ears go red as he slowly pulled down his boxer letting his dick out.
‘’ Of course love. ‘’
Tommy whimpered as he felt Wilbur’s head poke at his wet hole teasingly.
Moments later Wilbur pushed in, slowly, he watched as Tommy’s red face made the most beautiful shapes like works of art. Wilbur was worried about hurting the smaller, dog sex was rapid and quick while anything like that looked like it would shatter his perfect little toy. He would be gentle.
He stopped at the halfway point feeling Tommy’s walls hold him snugly like it was meant to be, ‘’ Safe word? ‘’
Tommy looked up at the tears in his eyes, red blush framing his face. He looked confused but seemed to understand within a few seconds. ‘’ Blue sheep. ‘’
‘’ Right. ‘’ Wilbur nodded and he pressed the rest of himself into Tommy holding him like a baby as he felt moans against his now torn off jumper, he can’t remember when the item of clothing went but now he could feel claws digging into his back.
They stayed like that, Tommy just cock warming the older before he eventually got used to feeling split in half.
‘’ R-read-y W-W-ilby. ‘’
Wilbur started to move in and out like he was painting a masterpiece, he WAS painting a masterpiece. Tommy was his masterpiece.
‘’ Fuck Toms- I love you. ‘’ Wilbur breathed picking up pace as the wet walls held him there begging him to knot the poor small feline.
‘’ I-I- ‘’ Tommy had drool dripping down his face as he couldn’t even form a sentence.
Wilbur sped up already feeling loose, how could he last long seeing that fucked out face?
‘’ I’m going to stuff you full of my Pups sweet heart, you’ll raise them so well. ‘’
Tommy let out a high pitch moan at that rocking back into Wilbur’s speeding thrusts.
‘’ I’m going to come visit you, I'll hold you for hours. Let you cock warm me for days as I sing you songs on the guitar. ‘’
‘’ Wi-Wil- ‘’
‘’ I’ll get us a nice small house, away from here so nobody else can have you. Only me. ‘’
Tommy’s claws scratched lines across Wilbur back as he felt Wilbur begin to pound into him.
‘’ Maybe someday i’ll fuck you into the floor like you won’t just shatter under my hands, you’ll be so sore you won’t be able to walk for days, but thats okay, i’ll take care of you. ‘’
‘’ WILBUR! ‘’ The feline wrapped up in his tensed body shaking violently as he squirted down Wilbur’s dick that felt like it was messing up his insides like a puzzle.
Feeling Tommy grasp him so hard made Wilbur thrust forward digging as deep as he could into the cat hybrid painting his insides white, he felt his knot inflate but didn’t pull out, even if cats weren’t supposed to get knotted.
‘’ You're mine Tommy. ‘’
‘’ I’m yours ‘’
‘’We’ll get away from this place. I swear’’