Alina 'n Anon 0: Mounting Up

>The World has ended
>Or at least human society of old is gone
>You're part of the survivors who still hold on in the ruins of the old world
>Just how the world ended, you don't know, as its been several generations since "the Collapse"
>Some people in your village say it was War, others famine, disease, an Act of God, or all of the above
>Most people don't really talk about it though, deciding there's no use worrying about something so long ago
>Instead they focus on getting by day to day in their own little world
>Your settlement as remained rather secluded from the Wilderness at large, hardly seeing any new faces outside the occasional lone wanderer
>It's not an easy life, as everyone must put the time and effort in to make sure they can get through the next year
>But it's still rather fulfilling and relatively safe since the village hasn't needed to worry about running out of food or hostile invaders for some time
>That is until the Locust found you
>Like the insect they're named after the group of murderous anthros descended upon your small village
>The settlement had heard of them before, but had hoped the village's isolation would keep you safe
>Now that they had, it was up to you and the other men of the village (and a few of the braver women) to take up what arms you had to defend your friends and loved ones
>Taking positions on top of the barricade that ringed most of the buildings in town you watched and waited as the raiders drove in
>Their initial advance was met with a hail of bullets that the town had kept from before the Collapse for this very reason
>You and the others let up a cheer as they fled from your fire leaving behind over a dozen dead and several of the vehicles they had approached in
>Hopefully they would leave the village alone now that they found it was not without its own teeth
>They did not fully drive off though, merely regrouping and milling about outside of range

>Eventually a lone vehicle began to approach again, initially driving slowly towards the barricade's gate
>You and the other defenders watched with confusion as it continued forward without any support
>Where the raiders trying to talk? Was this some sort of scheme? Should we fire upon the vehicle?
>As it grew closer, the car suddenly accelerated hard, continuing straight on towards the gate
>It seemed their plan was revealed, the Locust were trying to ram the gate to gain an easier entrance into the town
>This theory was further confirmed when the other varied vehicles further back began another approach against your defenses
>You and some of the other militia members opened fire upon the lead car, riddling it with bullets and even managing to hit the single driver
>It was not enough to stop his suicidal charge though, as the vehicle smashed head first into the gate, creating a small opening through which the Locust raiders could potentially pore through
>While other members of your militia cheered at the apparent ineffectiveness of the raiders' scheme, you couldn't help but wonder why they would try with such a small vehicle
>They certainly had larger ones that could have used instead, which would have made a bigger hole and probably could have survived the impact too; unlike the wrecked car that was blocking the way as much as opening it
>Unless the impact itself wasn't the main goal of the charge...
>That thought had just crossed through your head as the massive explosion tore through the rest of the gate, throwing you off the barricade and onto the ground below
>Of course, the car wasn't supposed to be a ram
>It was a rolling bomb
>You cursed aloud, though you could hardly hear past the ringing in your ears from the blast
>As you rolled over onto your chest and started to pick yourself up, there was a sudden impact to the back of your head and the world retreated from your consciousness

>Now as the world returns to you, you realize just how much your body is aching
>If you make it through this fight, you're going to be feeling this all of tomorrow and probably the day after
>As you take stock of your surroundings while still lying on the ground, panic begins to set in as you realize several critical facts
>The first is that the sun is much lower than it was earlier when you were knocked out, judging by how the shadows are long and the light dimming
>Secondly, instead of the sound of gunfire from the walls, you hear frenzied whoops and cheers coming from *Inside* the town
>Apparently the walls didn't hold after the car bomb opened a path in and judging by the "celebration" going on, the militia weren't the eventual victors
>This realization causes a wave of cold fear to pass over you, as your mind begins to think of just what defeat means for you and your fellow villagers
>Somehow you manage to pull yourself together enough to not freak out entirely and instead focus on yourself for the moment
>You've got aches and bruises across the back of your body, especially on the back of your head, but nothing too painful to indicate a serious wound
>Judging by the weight on your back, a part of the barricade must be at least partly covering you; perhaps that's why the raiders didn't mess with you when you were unconscious
>You can even see your rifle lying a few feet away, though you don't know how much good it will do you now
>Glancing around once more to see that none of the anthro invaders are nearby, you notice a small area next to the barricade that looks like a good place to hide
>You want to do something to help your town, but you rationalize your fear with the thought that you're only one man and you're no good dead or captured
>Sliding out as quietly as you can from under the large sheet of wood, you grab your rifle and head over to the small makeshift hideaway

>Thankfully nobody seems to notice you before you're hidden out of sight, gun clenched in your hands as though it's the only thing keeping you alive
>Who knows, it just might be
>The sounds of the victorious Locust continue through the night, with the occasional screams that chill you to the bone
>The crackling of fire eventually grows too and you realize that at its likely some of the town has been set ablaze, though in your hiding spot you can see little
>The whole time you sit immobilized by fear and dread, watching and waiting for the eventual anthro to happen upon you
>You hope you'll be quick enough to shoot it before it can let the others know where you are
>Violent acts of retribution run through your mind as you image yourself taking bloody revenge against the raiders
>But you're never found
>You huddle tensely as night falls and the noises from deeper in the settlement lower
>You stay awake well past when only the sound of crackling fire breaks the otherwise silent night, unsure if you'll fall asleep at all
>The long, difficult day eventually catches up with you though and you eventually nod off into a dreamless "rest"
>Dawn brings a whole new terror though as you awaken to your worst fear yet
>"Hey, hey boys! I found another one of them skin-fucks! Little fucker though he could hide from us!"
>Eyes snapping open, you fumble to level your gun out at the mangy looking wolfman pointing at you
>He notices your desperate action and moves in before you can properly defend yourself, wrestling with you for the gun
>You pull the trigger, hoping to wound the raider, but the barrel is pointed upward and only manages to somewhat deafen you in the tight confines you now find are trapping you
>"No you don't, you little hairless fuck!"
>Using his greater strength to wretch the weapon from your grasp the wolf looks down as you cower in the corner you find yourself in
>He roughly grabs your shirt and yanks you out with relative ease

>As you're pulled from the hole, you notice a pair of anthros approaching, each bristling with manic energy
>"Hey Slit, what'd you find there?" one of them queries his fellow raider
>"You deaf Racker? I found this pink worm hiding in the wall, little fucker thought he could shoot me!" the wolf holding your replies
>"Well bring him over to Vick, he'll know what to do with with the meat," the final brute replies, motioning back into the town
>You're dragged unceremoniously back towards the center of town, feebly struggling against the rough claw holding you
>As you're move through your sacked hometown, you able to see the destruction wrought by the raiders
>Houses are clearly looted, with others having been burned down; their embers still smoldering from last night
>You go still as you see bloodstains and several corpses lying in the streets, despair digging deeper into your mind as the thugs approach their destination
>You've practically gone mentally numb by the time you're dropped in front of the raider known as "Vick", a scarred and vicious looking rat-man
>You almost don't notice how little of the raiders are left; how did so many of them leave without you even waking up earlier?
>As the Locust excited chatter among themselves, you figure that perhaps the rest of them didn't leave, because isn't that the sound of engines you hear?
>The brutes surrounding you also begin to take note of the rapidly growing roar of engines, though their reactions are of confusion
>"Oi, Slit, didn't the Boss say we were supposed to catch up with them after we were done here?"
>"Uh, yeah that's what I thought he said Vick..."
>"Then who the fuck is that?"
>If that sound isn't from the raiders...
>You make them out as they speed through gaping wound in the barricade that used to be the gate; a whole fleet of bikes carrying what look to be more anthros
>They tear up the main road to where you and the remain raiders are, coming to a halt several yards away

>They begin to dismount and eye you up as you do the same
>This new group, numbering at least two dozen anthros, looks quite tough and intimidating though there is a difference between them and the raiders
>Where the raiders look crazed and disheveled, constantly looking like they might lash out in violence; these bikers look tough and wary, more like harden survivors than psychotic killers
>Curiously most, if not all, of them also appear to be female; judging by ample breasts most of them sport
>The one that grabs your attention, along with Vick's, is a large hyena-woman who steps forward to address you all
>Like the rest of the bikers she's got the look of someone you don't want to fuck with, a hardened glare directed squarely at the ratman
>Her clothes are simple and rough, holes and patches showing that they've been worn for a long time
>She wears a pair of steel-toed boots with several dark splotches barely visible on them
>Tucked into her footwear are her weathered jeans, stretched tight around the dense musculature of her legs; a sheathed knife on one hip and a holstered gun on the other
>Her torso is covered by stained tank-top which shows off her impressive cleavage and some sculpted midriff; atop of that is a sleeveless leather jacket that shows off her furry muscled arms (though judging by the torn up bits around her shoulder, the jacket wasn't initially sleeveless)
>She has several stud piercings in her ears and a single bar piercing her septum, while what flesh you can see has a scattering of various minor scars across it, with the edge of a large burn mark running down her right arm
>"What have we here? Some lost Locusts and... is that a human? Looks like someone's been busy!"
>The ratman bristles and points a clawed finger at the hyena, apparently not intimidated by swarm of bikers
>"Fuck off you bunch of vultures, this is OUR prize! We fought and bled for it and we sure as hell ain't letting a bunch of pathetic cowards like you take our loot!"

>The hyena doesn't seem to take the insults well, scowling at Vick
>"That's some big fucking talk from a bunch of dumbass brutes who prey on the weak and innocent."
>"At least we take fight and kill for our share, unlike you scav bitches. The only reason why you scum are even showing your face here is because the Boss and the rest of his boys ain't here right now!"
>"You spoilin' for a fight assface?"
>"As if you cocksuckers have the balls to fight. I could scare you lot off by pissing in your ugly fuc-"
>Vick is interrupted when the bristling hyena woman swiftly unholsters her sawn-off shotgun, points it at the rat, and fires in one smooth motion
>You drop to the ground as the roar of the gun and the splatter of blood from the raider's face being reduced to a red ruin quickly gives way to a ferocious shout from the bikers
>Curling up into a ball, you can only listen as the two group try to tear each other apart
>Unfortunately for the Locust, they're severely outnumbered and taken by surprise; meaning you only hear the sound of several more gunshots and the sounds of impacts on flesh before relative quiet returns to the ruin of your town
>You remained balled up as you hear the sounds of numerous sets of boots moving around you, but peek out from behind your arms as you realize someone is standing over you
>It's the hyena woman, who you are beginning to assume is the leader of the biker gang
>"Hey boy, you hurt? I didn't nip you with my shot did I?"
>She gives your butt a nudge with her boot to get you to speak
>With everything that's happened in the last 24 hours, you can't find the will to actual respond with words, simply shaking your head to show that at least physically you're unharmed
>Relatively speaking
>"Good, wouldn't want to hurt a cutie like you just because some sniveling shit-eater disrespects me"
>The two of you stare at each other for several moments, but she realizes you don't have much to say for yourself
>"So you got a name, human boy?"

>"Anon" is all you manage to croak out
>"Anon, huh? Well then Anon, name's Alina and this is my gang of badass bitches!"
>Many of the surrounding bikers let out a cheer as Alina spreads her arms wide as she shows off
>"Don't worry though, we ain't those psycho Locusts, so we ain't gonna gut and cook you up for dinner little Anon."
>The Locust cook their victims? The thought of them doing that to the rest of your town causes your eyes to widen and your face go pale
>The hyena woman gives you a concerned look then glances around at the buildings around her, and as she seems to put to and two together her features seem to soften almost imperceptibly
>"You from here, Anon?"
>You shakily nod as tears well up in your eyes
>"Sorry then..."
>In a move that surprises you, the tough-as-nails looking anthro crouches down to lay a rough paw on your shoulder in support, her voice lower than before
>You're trying to keep up a strong front and hold yourself together, so you wipe the budding tears from your eyes and give a couple quiet sniffs
>"Yeah..." you let out, your voice hoarse and cracking
>"Here, let me get you something to drink"
>Alina stands back up and walks over to a bike, pulling a canteen from it and heading back over before thrusting it into your hands
>You stare at the object for several moments, the mental fatigue causing you to lock up
>"C'mon Anon, you look like shit. Just take a few swigs."
>You finally heed what you realize is a order, unscrewing the cap and placing the opening to your lips
>Taking a cautious sip, you immediately recognize the taste of alcohol in liquid that pours over your parched lips
>Realizing how thirsty you are and how much a stiff drink might help you cope, even for a little while, you begin taking long gulps from the metal container
>"Hey, hey! I said a few swigs, not finish off my last booze!"
>Alina pulls the canteen from your hands before you can drain it and looks down on you with something approaching pity

>"Geez you're a thirsty little guy ain't you? Well, we ain't gonna be sticking around her for long, since those fucking Locust will probably come back when their guys don't check in."
>She reaches a paw down, palm open in a gesture of help
>"You can travel with us if you want. I promise we won't treat you like total shit if you're willing to pull your own weight."
>Staring at the extended paw, mostly covered in a fingerless glove, you can't help put glance at the weapons hanging from the hyena's hips
>You know she's willing to use them with little hesitation and you imagine the same holds true with the rest of her gang
>Your eyes linger for a moment at the crotch of her pants, where a curious bulge rests
>Did she have that when she first rode up and you just didn't notice with everything going on?
>"I mean, you could just stay here if you really want but... I wouldn't suggest it."
>Your attention is snapped back to Alina's face as she tries to deal with your hesitation
>You glance around at what was once your home; it was once all you ever knew in life full of family and friends, now filled with nothing but death and bad memories
>Grabbing onto her paw, you are not so much helped up as lifted up entirely by the hyena herself, the anthro hardly straining as she pulls you to your feet
>"There we go. I know it ain't easy, but you've got to tough it out and keep moving on. It's how me and the gang have managed to make it this far."
>You idly nod as you realize just how big Alina is, with you only really coming up to chest height on her and most of the other bikers
>"Alright ladies, grab what you can and saddle up! I don't think any of you wanna be around when Big Boss Locust pokes his shit-faced snout back to find out what happened."
>The surrounding bikers are quick to respond, grabbing what little loot they can from the dead raiders and hopping on their bikes
>Alina does the same and motions to you to mount up behind her

>You can't help but shake the feeling that you're just Her loot, but you sit yourself behind the large anthro without comment, just wishing this terrible day would be over
>As the gang rides away from the now thoroughly empty town you can't help but shoot a look over your shoulder, taking one last look at what remains of your old life

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>You spend much of the rest of the day silent, only giving a few short answers that Alina poses to you
>Thankfully the gang leader seems to notice your reluctance to talk and so generally leaves you to brood, even letting the other bikers not to bother you (or else)
>Which is good since they seem interested in you, stealing the occasional glance in your direction
>While initially you're too busy lost in your own thoughts, thinking back on recent events quickly becomes unbearable and you turn your attention outwards
>As you noticed earlier, the bikers are generally a rough-and-tough bunch, causally exchanging expletives with each other, though there doesn't seem to be any actual ill-will between gang members
>The vast majority look to be female, though they look just as intimidating as the few males you can pick out
>Alina herself has a clear air of confidence about her and gives out orders without hesitation
>Eventually the gang finds a lone building ruin and decide to stop for the evening
>They break out some food and eat together, the tone of their voices indicating they're in high spirits
>You on the other hand still feel rather sullen and so continue to keep to yourself, though you keep an eye on the bikers while you all eat some delicious canned pasta
>Finally the night fully falls and they all begin to head off to sleep, which leaves you wondering what you're going to do
>You drift over to Alina, seeing as she's the only one you're even slightly familiar with, as she heads into the ruin with a mat and blanket slung under her arm while carrying an electric lantern that seems about ready to give up the ghost
>Following her inside, you're surprised to find it's a rather private area
>"Looking to spend the night with your new boss, huh Anon?"
>You can't help but blush at the implication Alina's throwing you, even though you really just want to get some sleep due to mounting fatigue and weariness
>"I guess, I didn't really know what else to do..."

>Alina sets the mat down on the ground, though you're not sure if it's large enough to fit the two of you comfortably
>"Well I certainly don't mind bedding with you, just hope you're not a snorer"
>The hyena's casual joking helps to put you as ease, encouraging you to move further into the room
>You pause again as Alina begins to nonchalantly strip out of her clothes, tossing them into a pile nearby
>Makes sense that it would be uncomfortable to sleep in the clothes you were riding in all day
>She takes her jacket, boots, socks, and eventually pants off clearly not bothered by you standing near by
>Despite the poor lighting, with her pants off you can see that she most certainly has a noticible bulge in the front of her boxers
>Catching you staring at her crotch, Alina gives you a mischievous grin
>"Like what you see little guy? Looking to have a little dessert before going to bed?"
>"N-no, just... sorry..."
>You can only mumble as you avert your eyes in embarrassment at having ogled up what seems to be the hyena's dick
>It certainly seems weird to you; but thinking about it, she's also an over seven foot tall animal woman who's covered in muscled
>And who potentially saved your life from a bunch of people-eating raiders
>"Hope you're not too weirded out Anon, because pretty much all of us are packing heat and I'm not talking about guns..."
>That certainly is weirding you out, but you don't say anything since you'd rather not appear petulant to your savior, as crude as she may be
>Deciding you might as well shed a few articles of clothes yourself, kicking off your shoes before reluctantly dropping your pants as well as you've never found it comfortable to sleep in them
>Thankfully Alina doesn't seem interested in teasing you anymore and the two of you lay down on the mattress before the hyena pulls the ragged blanket over top of you both and flicks off the meager light

>The sleeping mat isn't that comfortable and being right up against such a large stranger has you tense; but sheer exhaustion wins out in the end, sending you off to sleep before you know it
>You don't dream easily
>It what is most certainly a nightmare you find yourself reliving the last two days, only this time you aren't mercifully unconscious for the worst parts
>Instead you're forced to watch helplessly as your family, friends, and neighbors are killed, butchered, and eaten in front of your eyes
>You try to scream and cry, but your voice seems faint and distant
>Finally, the blood-drenched raiders turn to you and you feel a large hand cover you mouth as a wicked blade is raised high to begin carving into your defenseless flesh
>You struggle and begin to thrash about, only to find yourself no longer surrounded by menacing grins and instead shrouded in darkness
>The hand still covers your mouth as you continue to scream proper, full volume screams around it in blind terror
>"Fucking hell Anon, shut the fuck up before I decide to gag you!"
>At that statement you finally remember where you are and snap your mouth shut
>You're not in danger back at your town about to become another bloody meal for the Locust; you're lying on an old sleeping mat next to the hyena who saved you from such a fate
>So you stop thrashing and try to lie still; or at least as still as your shivering body will allow you while your heart seems insistent on breaking out of your chest
>"Fuck me raw Anon, are you okay?"
>You shake your head no as the paw is slowly drawn away from you face now that you aren't yelling your head off
>You and Alina lay in silence for several moments as you try to calm yourself down now that you no longer feel in immediate danger
>"...those fuckers really did a number on you, huh?"

>While unable to see through the sheer darkness of the night, you can tell Alina's giving you a worried look just by the tone of her voice
>You nod your head, since even through the darkness the hyena will feel your motions
>The admission to just how Not Okay you are is the final straw and you can keep your feelings bottled up no longer
>It starts with tears beginning to roll down your face but quickly turns into full blown sobbing and wailing, the grief that has built up inside you finally breaking loose
>You feel ashamed to show such weakness in front of the fierce hyena and try to keep relatively quiet so as not to piss her off again
>Instead of chastising you, Alina simply wraps her powerful arms around you and pulls you up against her
>"Hey now, don't worry, it's gonna be okay. You're safe now."
>Her voice is comforting, even though you sense hesitation in her words as though Alina isn't sure what to say
>Any port in a storm though and you gratefully bury your face into her chest as you continue to sob, happy to have someone to support you
>Even if it's a hard anthro biker who you only just met and who has callously ended a life right in front of you
>The warmth and closeness of her gestures have a large impact on your shattered emotional state
>"Geez, if it's boobs that you wanted, I could have just let you feel up the 'girls' before bed..."
>You can't help but let out a halting laugh at Alina's attempt to lighten the mood; you didn't really mean it in a sexual way, but your face IS currently buried between her breasts
>"Look Anon, I know that you've just been through hell, but you're okay now. I won't let anyone hurt you. Not without feeding them their own asshole first, you hear me?"
>You nod against the large hyena woman, now extremely appreciative of being wrapped up in her arms
>It does feel like you're safe from the rest of the world right now, with Alina here to protect you
>As your crying peters off you find yourself drifting back off to sleep as the hyena holds you against her
>You're thankfully not troubled by dreams this time

>When you return to wakefulness you find yourself still cuddled up with Alina as sunlight streams through the various cracks and holes in the wall
>You can hear some sounds from outside, probably bikers that have already woken up and are walking about
>The large hyena woman you've bedded with still seems to be asleep, based on her slow, steady breathing
>When your thoughts drift back to recent events you still feel a pang of sorrow about the fate of your town
>But being here, wrapped up in Alina's arms almost allows you to forget all that grief or at the very least deal with it
>So you decide to make the most of this moment calm comfort and enjoy the quiet of the early morning
>You decide to return the favor by wrapping your arms around Alina's much thicker torso
>She's warm and soft to the touch, but you can feel her harder muscles not far beneath her fur and skin
>It's also rather nice to have her sizable bust pressed up against your face, which you can "appreciate" a bit more now that you're in better spirits
>You also notice a distinct pressure against your body lower body; you've woken up with morning wood enough times yourself (like admittedly this morning) to have a good guess as to what that might be
>Your movements seems to be enough to waken her though, as she begins to stir to find you snuggled up against her larger form
>"Morning there Anon, I hope the rest of your night was quieter. It's pretty sweet to wake up with you pressed up against me. I could get used to have a cute little squeeze like you to sleep with.~"
>Your face heats up at her flirting, though you'd be lying if you said you didn't currently have similar sentiments; Alina is rather attractive in her own rough-and-tumble way and she showed a surprisingly soft side to you last night
>She seems to be back to her regular brash way though, as you feel her pull you tighter up against her (and her breasts, and her erection...) before letting her hands do a bit of roaming across your body

>You freeze up a bit when a large paw of hers settles on your ass and gives it the slightest hint of a squeeze
>The hyena notices your sudden change in body language and releases you from her hug, looking down a note of concern in her eyes
>"Uh, sorry there Anon. Didn't want to make you uncomfortable there. Just got a little carried away there enjoying your hot, little body..."
>When you don't respond right away, Alina pulls back from you and sits up, rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment; an emotion you didn't think the tough biker was capable of feeling
>"Shit, I misread you didn't I? I felt your dick pressed up against mine and I thought you were interested in messing around... Fuck! Now I just sound like some fucking creep or something..."
>You have to agree that she was coming on rather strong there, especially with the two of you only have just met or the fact she seems to be better endowed than you are
>Not to mention that you're still a bit melancholic after yesterday, even if the hyena-woman's comforting embrace helped to dull the pain
>But perhaps it's the fact that you just lost everyone you once knew that causes you to shift back up against the large anthro
>She saved your life, took you in, and showed you sympathy even though you were just some random guy she didn't even really know
>And if she's now looking to have a little bit of carnal pleasure... well, perhaps that's another way for you to cope with your situation
>"Hey, it's okay Alina, I just... wasn't expecting you to be so touchy is all."
>You sit up alongside her on the simple mat and slip an arm around her waist
>"I did appreciate the hugs and uh, sleeping with you."
>Alina looks down at you with a toothy grin now, clearly pleased to hear that you've enjoyed her company so far
>"Anon, as much as I like hearing that, you only shared a bed with me. If I were to sleep with you, you'd wake up with a sore ass the next morning~"

>You blush once again at just how forward the biker leader can be, though you're face also pales somewhat at the thought of having her penetrate you
>Alina places a paw on your shoulder with a chuckle when she sees your mixed reaction
>"Don't worry though cutie, I have no intention to break a treasure like you. Oh fuck, listen to me going on like some kinda fucking poet..."
>"Well I kinda like the attention..."
>"Oh really? Well aren't you an eager little bit- guy? I guess I can give you a little more attention..."
>Grabbing you by the shoulders, Alina firmly lays you down with your back against the mat before straddling your waist
>Once again you're reminded as to just how much bigger the hyena is than you; both in her overall body as well as the cock tenting the front of her boxers
>Your eyes go wide as you wonder if perhaps you bit off more than you can chew as Alina grinds her hips against yours and leans down over you
>"Don't worry little Anon, I'm not gonna pound that sweet ass of yours. Just yet. But we are gonna have some fun~"
>You let out a sigh of relief when you realize you aren't going to have to find out if you can take Alina only to find the hyena's muzzle pressed up against your lips in a kiss
>While your attention is initially focused on returning the affection the dominate anthro biker is showing you, you begin to feel one of her hands moving in between your crotches
>The sensation causes your dick to throb, but you feel a parallel movement from Alina's crotch as she begins to pull down both pairs of underwear
>Your focus is draw away from your smothered crotch when you feel your savior's tongue push insistently against your lips
>Opening your mouth you find Alina's oral muscle barrels in, pressing down against your own in an apparent display of dominance

>You can't help but submit to biker as her mass presses against you in such an erotic way; her tongue wrestling yours, her lips pressed firmly against you, her larger cock now naked on top of your own member...
>The sheer power of her large furry form gives you that feeling of safety that you felt last night
>Only now it's mixed with a growing arousal as Alina pleasures the two of you
>She breaks the kiss to tug at your shirt
>"I'd take of this shirt boy, unless you want me to stain it for you"
>You hastily comply, not eager to dirty up your one set of clothing you have for now
>Plus, lying under the anthro while things get heated up has, well, heated you up
>As your shirt clears your face and you can see again, you're greated with the sight of Alina removing her own tank-top
>She apparently doesn't wear a bra if the pair of bare breasts that are now hanging in front of you is anything to go by
>They've got a copious size to them, just like the rest of the hyena, and are entirely covered in fur besides her areolas and dark nipples
>Which also have a simple piercing through each; how did you not notice that when your face was buried in her cleavage
>Seems like you'll get a chance to figure out as instead of leaning down to resume the kiss, Alina simply presses her bust back onto your head; blinding you with naked flesh and muffling your hearing
>"Here ya go my little human, I remember how much you enjoy my sweet pair of tits!"
>You've got no arguments for her and with growing eagerness nestle your face into her warm cleavage
>With your ears so close, you think you can even hear the rapid beating of Alina's heart
>Meanwhile you feel a paw return to the pair of dicks, stroking them both in one motion as the biker frots with you
>You never had much of a sexual interests in guys before, so you're surprised to find just how much the feeling of another cock pressed against your own is turning you own

>"You fucking like this, don't you Anon? You're getting so turned on by being my boy, ain'tcha?"
>You nod into her furry cleavage; this safety, this pleasure, this submission, it feels so good that you don't even care if she's some killer anthro in charge of a gang of bikers
>You just want to be here with Alina, safe and protected from all the horrors and nightmares of this world
>"Submit to me Anon and you'll get this every day. You'll be my little boy-toy and I'll make sure nobody fucks with you ever again. All you have to do is submit."
>You moan out into her cleavage as she jerks to the two of you off, cocks throbbing against each other with growing pleasure
>Light suddenly returns to you and your hearing clears as Alina pulls you from her chest and gazes down on you, a possessive look on her face
>"I'm gonna mark you Anon, let all the rest of my gang know you're under my protection. All you have to do is let me know you're mine, my little bitch."
>Looking back at her in a daze and panting, it takes a couple moments for what she said to fully sink in and for you to respond
>"I'm... I'm..."
>"Say it Anon"
>"I'm your bitch"
>The hyena grins and pulls your face towards yours, speaking right before your lips meet again and her tongue invades your mouth
>"Good boy."
>The kiss is more passionate than the one you shared before, laced with more than simple arousal but with a desire that ran much deeper than simple infatuation
>First one paw, then the other go to your back, running down skin in a way that sends delightful shivers down your back
>You realize Alina is no longer handling either of your cocks and idly wonder why that is for a moment
>The warm splatter that hits your chin and begins to cover your chest is your answer
>The hyena's load seems more voluminous than your usual ones and you realize with a small bit of shame that the feeling of her cum covering your chest and her cock pulsing with release against yours is what finally pushes you over the edge

>Your first shot splatters the underside of her cock and as your whole body shudders in orgasm, the rest ends up joining Alina's as a mess running down your front
>As your two respective orgasms wind down, you and the hyena lie back down on the mat together, breathing heavily from your first time together
>Glancing over at Alina as she rests next to you on her side, you see her run a finger up her shaft to collect some of your cum before sucking the finger clean
>Noticing that you're watching, she gives you a wink and then repeats the motion with the mess on your chest and brings the cum-soaked digit to your mouth
>Hesitating for only a moment, you open up and allow her to shove her finger past your lips, licking off the evidence of the hyena's orgasm
>*Well, it doesn't taste that bad* you have to admit to yourself
>"Get used to that taste Anon, you'll be getting more samples on a regular basis now~"
>Alina is giving you an amused smirk but as you hold her gaze, her face softens into a much warmer and gentler smile
>"Fuck am I lucky I managed to find you. Wouldn't due to have someone so precious wasted by a bunch of asswipes like the Locust. You're like a beautiful candle in this shithole of a world."
>"You're getting poetic again Alina"
>She playfully punches your shoulder, which still has a bit more force than you'd like behind it, and gives you a mock "stern" look
>"Oh shut up you little cum-covered cutie. Or am I gonna have to plug up that mouth of yours?"
>"With a kiss hopefully," you respond with, giving her a hopeful look
>Alina rolls her eyes but leans her face in to grant you your request, quipping quickly before your lips meet
>"Uh, fine. But don't say I've never done anything for you."
>This third kiss is much calmer than the first two, but it lasts much longer, with the two of you holding each other close, heedless of the fact you're both nearly naked and splattered with cum
>When the kiss finally ends, you look at one another with affection that's genuine, no matter how recent it is, before the rough biker hyena speaks again
>"Well Anon, welcome to the gang"