You don't have a choice.

From Create Your Own Story

You can't afford losing this job, taking those fines, and risking jail because you couldn't swallow your pride. You have to do as they say.

You wipe the hyena's spit from your cheek and try to act as if it's business as usual. As you did earlier today, you wait until nobody's looking to snatch several more bottles from beneath the bar. You add them to the collection you'd stolen earlier, and take the bag out into the back alley, as you were instructed.

When you step into the alley, you see the pack of youths have already set up in a wide circle around you. Some seem to be sticking to the back and several appear to be smoking- although what they're smoking, you don't care to know. The hyena who'd harassed you earlier stood in the middle of the group, flicking away at his phone. When you stepped forward, he glanced up, and broke out into those cruel, panting laughs again.

"You really are a dumbass, aren't you?" He lifts his phone for you to see what he'd just been looking at: another video, of you, stealing more booze from the bar. "Looks like you're a repeat offender." His dark eyes gleamed cruelly, and he smoothly shuffled his phone away into a pocket.

"You'll delete that, now that you have your booze." You dropped the bag of bottles at his feet and stepped back, crossing your arms stubbornly. "Our business is over."

The hyena youth's laughter hit a crescendo, rapidly rising until it was a deafening, thundering cackle of amusement. "You think...you really think...? Oh, hell, no. We're not done with you, kitty. Here's what's going to happen now." He steps forward to stare you right back down, and you stumble backwards, falling down onto the pavement of the street. Two others, a doberman and another hyena, approach you and hold you down. Their hands quickly grasp and wander around your clothes for a few minutes, before they pull out your phone, wallet, and keys. All of your possessions are quickly pocketed by the boys.

The hyena just keeps laughing. "Don't worry... think about this as a trade. We have a gift for you, too." He reaches into a pocket and produces...something. It appears plastic or rubber, and is made up of a bulb, a tapering connector, and then a long, flat base. With a shudder, you realize it's a buttplug.

The two youths on either side of you seem to know what to do. They roughly flip you over and shove you down against the pavement. The doberman roughly grabs your waistband and yanks your jeans down to your knees, presenting your bare ass to the hyena leader. Said hyena delivers a brutal, bare-handed slap to your asscheek before he yanks your tail up and buries the buttplug deep into your asshole, leaving it securely embedded there. The two jocks holding you down release you and stand up.

As you lay on the pavement, trying to recover from his invasion, you see the boys starting to pass around the booze you'd provided. By the time you shakily turn around and sit up, the leader's already waving them on. "Let's move. The basement's waiting for us." He glances back down to you, and smirks cruelly. "You, too, kitty cat. You're coming with us. You didn't think you'd get away so easily, did you?"

What do you do?

• Go along with them, meekly.
• Resist and fight back. (Watersports warning!)

Furry Status
Health	98	Equipment: Phone, Wallet, Keys, Cinderblock Uniform
Gender	Male
Species	Lion