Yeen Plague

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Please be advised the story contains the following: M/M, modern apocalyptic setting, male anthro hyena pred, willing male human prey, transformation (human into hyena) handjob, rimming, same size anal vore, fatal graphic painless digestion, watersports (urine), disposal (scat). Reader discretion is advised – enjoy!

All characters featured within this story are fictional and above the legal age of consent.

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Alex, who worked as the salesman on the said gas station, was skeptical about all that panic on radio and TV - there were so many fake 'doomsdays' that he just couldn't take them serious anymore, especially when they sounded as nonsense as infection, turning people in hyenas. And if that was true - well, for a hardcore furfag like him it was more like Heavenly blessing, than a doomsday of any sort… He raised his glance from his phone lazily as the nervous looking guy entered the station and greeted him. "Hello there! Wanted some gas or snacks?" He asked politely.

"Gas. Need to fill up the car and a couple of tanks." He said without missing a beat. "I'm surprised someone's even still working. They're not twenty miles South of here, and I'm just lucky I thought ahead enough to leave before everyone else. Those things are absolutely ruthless." He concluded, placing a few bills on the counter. "Oh, what the hell, let me grab some water and food too, I doubt that money will be useful for a while anyways."

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