Fake Policeman

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Please be advised the story contains the following: M/M, male protogen pred, a group of unwilling male sergal preys, oral and anal sex, rimming, safe oral, anal and cock vore. Reader discretion is advised – enjoy!

All characters in this story are fictional and over the legal age of consent.

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Samuel was a sergal with thick gray fur and bizarre pattern of glowing red and yellow stripes on his sides and back. Raised in poverty, he had not too many options to make a living and chose the not-so-legal path to prosperity by robbing jewelry stores. He got pretty good in this and even managed to gather a gang of three more sergals to do his criminal business. Using their natural agility, they could bypass almost any signalization. Everything seemed to be going well until they decided to rob a wrong place at wrong time… Samuel started as usual, finding the backdoor and lock-picking it. Jess, the red-furred sergal, entered the jewelry store first, tossing a small bush crafted smoke grenade in the middle of the room and making the red laser rays of signalization visible. “Whoa, seems like the owner of this place wasn’t cutting the costs on security…” He mumbled since the sheer amount of those rays was overwhelming, creating almost impregnable web. “Too bad it doesn’t doo much against professionals…” Ken, the black-furred serg said with a chuckle, ripping the power cord out from the wall and making those numerous laser rays blink a few times before completely switching off. “Don’t get too relaxed – we can praise ourselves when we get back home with the loot…” Samuel reminded them why they were here first of all, going straight to the showcase and beginning to carve a hole in it using a glass cutter.

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