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"I had to jinx myself didn't I?" 

Such were the fleeting thoughts of Mark Penrose; a stoic yet average young man who unfortunately was being shoved into a wall of an alleyway, courtesy of his bully perpetrators. His mind had already concluded and accepted the dire consequence of jinxing one's self. Bothersome, but something that he'll have to endure for now.

A rather moderate looking guy of average stature and height with black hair and brown eyes. He wore a grey woolly jumper with a blue shirt underneath and dark blue trousers - the standard uniform of St.Travis Secondary Community School.

The current hour was one that he was looking for, especially on a Friday afternoon, and that is home time. As soon as that bell rang he bolted out of the door, excited and eager to go to the shopping centre nearby, sit down in a cafe and drink some well-brewed coffee to his heart's content. 

But no… these maniacs- no morons - thought it'll be funny to jump him and are going to beat him up now. All because he called them out on their pitiful act of harassing a foreign student. What a way to start the after-school enjoyment. 

"Feeling chuffed now, you little shit!?" the moron grabbing his jacket snarled. He slammed Mark hard into the brick again, uncaring of the injury he'd do.

"Depends on what you mean," Mark responded. He received a punch in response to his smartness.

"You hear the mouth on this fucking bogtrotter?" scoffed the second moron. "Still smugly yapping away. You won't be smug when we beat your ass to a pulp."

"B-bogtrotter? Really? You insult yourselves too with that slur." 

Mark was punched again. 

"There's a difference between us, green boy. You're just a Fenian, lowborn twat."

"Well, at least I'm not the same class as you. Who'd want to be some spoiled, rotten morons like yous? Wonder how you guys kiss your mammas with such mouths."

The third moron on his right screamed, delivering a harsh kick to Markus' right leg. Mark fell forward but was caught by the first moron and was shoved into the wall once again. Before he could gain his bearings he was punched multiple times in the stomach and chest. "We're seriously gonna beat the living doorknob out of you!"

" Interesting choice of words? Your mother ever gave you a dictionary?"

Having enough of his smartness, the third moron grabbed his head and slammed him into the wall. Mark rasped in pain. However, his torment didn't end there. The moron pressed his cheek into the brick wall itself. Just as he was about to harshly drag Mark's face across its rough surface the moron was suddenly sent flying into a nearby trashcan. He was knocked out from the collision.

Shocked and surprised at their buddy being sent flying, the remaining morons turn to face the perpetrator only to recoil in terror at who stood in front of them. 

Towering over them stood a hulking giant. She stood at a height of 7 feet, her robust, athletic body or her huge chest incapable of being hidden underneath her police uniform. Amber-coloured eyes glared angrily at the morons, sharp canines bared threateningly against them. Marmalade fur and black stripes adorned her athletic body and a single tattoo - taking the shape of a demonic mask - on her well-toned abs.

Fear kept the morons in place. Much so that Mark was able to remove himself from their grip. He silently retreated behind the muscular woman. They both shared quick glances and for a moment a look of concern flashed through her eyes and left soon after. Hands clenching into fists she marched to the morons. Terrified screams and pleas filled the alleyway. 

The morons were beaten to a bloody pulp. Their unconscious bodies sprawled pathetically on the cold, concrete ground. The officer flexed and cracked her fingers and arms, a satisfied grin on her face, happy with the punishment she'd administered. Casting one last disgusted look at the morons she turned around, eyes now focused on Mark himself, who was standing next to a dumpster tending to his own wounds.

"Are you hurt?" 

The policewoman asked Mark. He waved a hand.

"I'm fine. Just didn't expect them to jump me like that." He winced. His left eye closed. A result of him massaging his bruised chest.

"Here."

Mark yelped in surprise as he felt himself being lifted up. The policewoman hoisted him with a single hand and placed him on top of the dumpster, sufficiently elevating him to match her height. A tender finger stroke the small cut on his face, prompting a grunt of pain from Mark.

"Good thing I went looking for you. You're never late to our meetings."

"Yeah…I was hoping that you'd come, Adya."

Adya chuckled in amusement. 

"And what if I didn't come?"

"I don't know. I suppose I'll beat them up?"

She chuckled much more profoundly much to Mark's ire. She pulled out a small device in the shape of an Epipen from her pocket. "Here this will fix you up." She stuck the device onto Mark's arm. After a few seconds, she removed it from him.

"So you'll beat them? Funny words from the feeble child who couldn't beat me."

Mark pouted. "Mean. That's because you're nothing like them. They're nothing but sapless wimps compared to you. Those waste of fresh-air weaklings has nothing against you or your kind."

Adya smiled coyly. "Damn straight." She patted his head. "No mere human can match me or any of my kind." Then, she pulled him close to her, their lips mere inches from one another. "Those that think otherwise, they deserve nothing more to be beaten up and knocked about."

"But you're a police officer; an upholder of the law."

" Monster laws, not Human laws." she sternly corrected him. "Like I'd give a shit about your own laws."

"Humph, what a meanie."

"But you like this meanie, don't you~?" She leaned over his ear. "Daresay, obsessed with what I'll do to you?"

As he was about to answer his body suddenly felt something wrong with his body. His heartbeat rapidly increased, his body shook a few per second.

"You jabbed me with some Aphrodite's Kiss didn't you?"

"Perhaps. Then again..." A hand quickly gripped his erection through his trousers. "You didn't need one to begin with. You were looking forward to this, that's why you sent that dick pic during lunch break, that's why you recorded yourself masturbating. You were fucking horny for my rapist fat ass!" 

She snarled aggressively, her lust growing dangerously. Her grip tightened, earning a moan from the young boy. 

"Fucking answer me!" 

"Fuck yes I was! I did all that! I wanted to be fucking raped again so badly by you! I'm just a horny bastard who can't stop thinking about rapist pedophilic Monster ass!"

Adya sneered, though her sneer looked more amused and ecstatic than disgusted.

"Good boy! Making you my stud toy was the right move! I can never ask for such a good, perfect toy like you!"

Mark seemingly beamed at her praise. Before he could answer back, Adya crashed her lips into his. Though seemingly caught off guard, Mark was quick to fervently kiss back. Both became more aggressive in the act, with Adya overpowering Mark., even forcing her tongue deep into the young man's mouth. After a minute, the tiger monster girl conceded.

"Your pops ain't home?"

Mark, still dazed from the aggressive kissing, nodded his head. 

"Work… abroad," he managed to utter. 

She smirked.

"Heh, guess you're sleeping over with me, again. No problems with that, right?"

He shook his head.

"Good. You're staying the weekend with me."

She picked him up and brought him to her police cruiser. He didn't resist her. For himself, and also possibly with her, things are going to plan.

Though… 

Always expect things not to go according to plan. 

A considerate amount of time had long passed.

They've left the three morons in the alleyway. They can either find their way out or hope for someone to find them. They both didn't care. They cared more about quelling their growing lusts than to babysit a bunch of morons. 

Initially, they planned on getting to Adya's apartment as quickly as possible. However, whilst waiting at a crossroad for the traffic light to turn green an impatiently horny Mark slyly reached over and began caressing Adya's cunt.

The action agitated the Bengal tiger, who instead turned right instead of going left. If she had turned left and then followed the road then they'd be at her home within a few minutes. Instead, she brought the horny young man straight into an empty parking lot. It was here that they could finally let loose.

Adya moved faster than Mark. Before he could get his seatbelt off, she did exactly that for him; ripping the safety belt off him. She even dragged him out and threw him into the back before he could register what happened. His clothes were ripped apart in the process, leaving him in his boxers. 

By the time he'd come back to his senses, a naked Adya was already on top of him. 

"You fucking whore" Adya growled. She held the young man down with one hand whilst her other gripped his erection tightly. "Couldn't wait till we get fucking home!? I was gonna let you fuck me missionary but you blew it! Now you're gonna get raped hard." 

"Y-yes!" Mark answered eagerly. "P-please! I can't wait anymore!" 

"Me too, stud slave," Adya. "But you just couldn't wait till we get home, hence you're gonna be punished."

Before Mark could question her about it, Adya abruptly gripped his shaft. An audible clamp was heard and Mark could feel something else gripping his large cock.

"I just gave you a cock ring. Now, you can't cum till I tell you."

She adjusted her positioning, her already-soaked snatch mere inches from the tip.

"H-hang on, maybe we should-!?"

Before Mark could attempt to reason with the raunchy tiger, she slammed her hips down. Her pussy lips eagerly enveloped his shaft in one fell swoop. In futile endeavour, through clenched teeth, he mewled pathetically. The pleasure is unbearable for his feeble mind.

The monster girl parading as a police officer didn't give him ample time to rest. Instant she was slamming her hips down onto him, she repeated the same action with much rougher vigour.

And again.

And again, and again.

She moaned with each couple of hip=crashing, enjoying the feeling of his cock within her. Every harsh impact produced pitiful moans from the young man. His hands shot up to her chest, ripping the bindings off her massive breasts. He roughly grasped and kneed her knockers, earning sharp moans from Adya. Grinning, she increased her tempo, smashing her hips much harder much to Mark's pleasure and joy.

She did not give him any mercy.

Why should she? 

He is nothing more than her pet. Her toy; whom she had the pleasure of subjugating. She can do whatever she wanted to him, except kill him of course, that's against Monster law to kill or viciously damaged a human male. Such a crime is punishable by death.

She rode him with such ferocious vigour, it would have broken any normal man's hips five times over. However, Mark isn't a normal human. No, many human males in this world aren't. Generations of being ravished and subjugated by these powerful monsters have altered them. They've become nigh-resistant to their potent assaults and roughness. Their stamina and endurance qualified in matching the majority of them. Their cocks have enlarged and fatten to stimulate and satisfy them whilst their sacks have grown large to produce more semen.

They've become nothing more than breeding bulls for them and them only. Human males don't deserve their feeble counterparts. They are theirs and theirs alone.

She was pulled out from her thoughts by the unconsciously bucking of Mark's hips, his own body craving for pleasurable release. Such a desire was denied by the ring clamped tightly around the base of his cock.

"Ibh…I-Ighh-cn't-"

He probably had orgasmed multiple times as a result of her hard pounding. Yet, the cock ring bound to his shaft prevented him from doing so. He could only scream loudly whenever he did come to failed orgasmed.

"Mind fucked already, stud?" Adya sneered delectably. Mark couldn't answer, his mind broken and muddled by the intense pleasure.

"Don't worry, you don't have to say or think about anything." She gave a small smooch on his forehead. "Just lay there and give me that fat fucking dick." 

Up and down she rode Mark inhumanly, never once giving him a moment of breath. Whatever remnants of Mark's consciousness was forced to hold on for dear life. She groaned, feeling Mark becoming more desperate with his thrusting.

"You're getting more frantic again. Gonna cum soon?" 

He moaned. Probably a sign of confirmation. She chuckled.

"What a good, honest boy. For that, I think you deserve it." 

She reached over and plucked the cock ring from Mark's cock.

"There. Now give it to me."

At her command, he let go.

Furiously slamming up into her (Though not as hard or rough as Adya) he howled as he hilted deep into her cunt. His body pressed tightly against Adya's muscular frame, his swollen testicles pulsed obscenely as they dumped their virile contents.

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING SO HARD! AUGHHH!!"

"FUCK YEAH! GIMME EVERYTHING YOU GOT! FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME YOU DAMN FUCK SLUT! GIVE IT TO ME!!!"

They both screamed in ecstasy. Clinging to one another tightly (in Adya's case, crushing Mark with her strong frame.) as they rode their orgasms. Wave after wave blasted Adya's womb and when there wasn't any room left, much of it squirted out from her.

A few minutes had passed and they both collapsed onto the seats.

 Adya rubbed a hand over her womb. "Fuck you gave me so much."

"H…happy…thb.oblige…"

Adya chuckled once again. "Still brain fucked I see. Don't worry though, you'll be but a braindead mess once we get back at my place."

She rose up from her seat.

"This is merely the beginning