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Hoshimi Miyabi
Zenless Zone Zero
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Amanda could tell the scowling mouse enjoyed looking down at her, if only a couple inches. That couple inches extra wouldn't bother the young lynx kit, except that her social-worker had an attitude to make up for her lack of altitude. She had been doing this for decades, and now Amanda was her new challenge.
“You keep wandering off, getting yourself into so much trouble. Do you enjoy getting attacked, by men!?”
“What the fuck does 'by men' mean. I bet half the kids you deal with were whored out by their mothers.” The mouse was fuming mad, about to retort, but instead was interrupted by the little lynx. “Why you all pestered, you know it's true.”
“On my purse, now!”
Amanda cursed under her breath, took a few heavy steps forward, and grasped a strap on her case-worker's purse. The two began walking together, the mouse with a satisfied, pert expression. The street smart seven year old continued putting up the act, while her hand slowly drifted down the strap. It was hard to walk and focus on getting into the case-worker's billfold, inside her purse, but after stopping at a kiosk to find the clothing store they were looking for, Amanda managed to find a few bills. After slowly extracting them, she pulled back the elastic band on her short, black dress and tucked the money into the band of her panties, pulling her t-shirt over the cash without looking at it.
The mouse did have one thing going against her, and that was age. It didn't take her long to lose focus and zone out on their way to the clothing store, and then Amanda found the opportunity to quickly and gently streak away to the electronics store when the mouse was lost in though. The head phones hanging around her neck were awesome when they were new, but now the right side was going out from time to time, and this morning it stopped working completely. The lithe lynx didn't need anymore of an excuse to run off again, this time maybe lose her for good, although she really just hoped for a few hours to herself before she was chaperoned once again. Her last mistake was using the main entrance to sneak out, but the electronics store was a popular franchise, with an outside entrance anyways, so it would be easy to escape for a while. She entered the store briskly and went all the way to one of the back corners, to get out of view for a moment, then sighing in relief and scanning the store for what she needed. Amanda quickly spotted the headphone section, but on her way was a roll around display case, with head phones much nicer than hers, and they were on sale. The ear muffs were very large, and just big enough to cover the cub's broad ears. She quickly pulled out the money she got, but was distressed that she only had four bills: a five and three singles. The head phones were $25, and that was nearly half off. A little ways off were the cheaper head phones, that she had just enough for, but the would fall into her ears, so she had to half-place them on her temples.
“Aww, what's wrong Amanda? You too poor to even buy from the discount rack? HA!”
She recognized the voice before she even saw him. It was Chris, a mean hyena brat that had transferred to her school about a year ago. But Amanda had only been there for a month, after her mother was forced to move again, so now she was his punching bag, figuratively and literally. Her first day of school he pulled her dress off on the playground and made her walk back to class in her panties. He got one day of detention, and then in got worse. Because he got in trouble, the bullying increased, and he started humiliating her more. The next day he chased her for the first recess period, with a big pine cone, saying he was going to put it in her butt, as everyone laughed at her. At lunch recess, nobody was laughing when he actually pinned her down and did it, except for his taunting friends, who enjoyed watching the spectacle. He didn't even get in trouble that time. His father would see that, since he was the new police captain in town, from the city, and he already knew all the social circles.
Amanda was familiar with the role though, and quickly used it to her advantage. Playing opossum, she let him think she was poor and impressionable, and not a ball of fire that could obliterate his ass at any moment. In exchange, she managed to manipulate him into paying for sexual favors, but for some reason he was always afraid of putting it inside her pussy. Perhaps his mother already got her hands on him. He paid quite a bit for her just to suck his cock though, so maybe this was her next opportunity. She slow-played it though, because Chris would only be interested if he thought he was asserting himself.
“Fuck off, Chris. You can't bully me here, this isn't school.”
“What the hell did you say to me?” When she just glared at him he ran over and grasped her shoulder sternly with sharp claws, that didn't really hurt but Amanda pretended they did, shrinking back slightly. “You don't get to talk back to me EVER!”
“Oww, okay, okay. Just don't hit me? I . . . just really wanted the big headphones this time.”
She looked up at him with a pitiful expression. He chucked his evil hyena laugh while smirking at her. Amanda almost hated his voice as much as his dark and dirty cock.
“Oh, I'll buy you the big headphones, but you're going to do me a 'big' favor first.”
“I don't – ah, fuck, okay. But not here, we'll just get in trouble. There's the shipping dock just outside, but it's still kind of public.”
“Nobody will see us between the trucks. Get moving.”
With a shove they were off, exiting the store as Amanda sighed again, with some level of anxiety. He was a mean muzzle fucker and she had sharp teeth, and it was a chore not to scrape him, lest she get smacked in the face when she did. They rounded the corner and went between the only two trucks parked next to each other, being that it was mid-day and most of the trucks were out. That didn't seem to bother Chris at all as he pushed her to the ground and whipped out his growing canine cock, grabbing Amanda by her hair and using the other hand to slap his wet shaft against her face. Just then a security guard rounded the front of one of the trucks, confronting the kids.
“I told you fuckers the next time I caught you stealing diesel I'd . . . wait, what they fuck are you doing, kid?”
Chris quickly fastened his pants back up, accidentally zipping up on his foreskin as he ducked under the trailer to run off, yelping as the security guard chased him a ways until the sorry hyena was gone. Amanda decided she'd better seize the opportunity as well, but she got three strides out from between the trucks before getting plucked off the ground like a penny, staring into the stern face of a large, muscular zebra as he held her by her collar.
“Oh, let's see here. Must be a whore who hasn't paid her dues.”
“W-wait, what? I'm not a whore!”
“Oh, and you're going to tell me a kid lured you back there to suck his cock?”
“No, but I . . .”
“But? But what? You think you're the only whore surfing the mall? Guys pay extra here, just to get a rise out of messing around in a public place. If you want to get away with fucking around in a mall though, you better know the security, and there are only two ways to get to know me.”
It only takes him a couple moments to find the cash on her.
“And this isn't enough to get to know me. Eight dollars for a blowjob? Shit kid, kind of selling yourself short.”
Amanda grimaces as the zebra slowly but firmly grasps her shoulder, laughing and asking 'if she got it' over and over, mocking her.
“Well, lucky for your kid, there's another way to get to know me.” He gets on his radio. “Bruno, cut the tape on six and eleven. Actually nix that, pop the tapes out, put fresh ones in, and we'll put the old ones back when I'm done here.”
“Copy that, Boss. Feed is switched. I can see she's a cute kid, have fun.”
“Oh, indeed I will, over.”