Early summer morning. Although Taystie Park is one never-ending party, some furs still find a way to do business. Not for money of course, money has little to no value in this place. Barter is much more preferred: Bodies, tools... Services. One such business is called Hamster Paradise, it has opened fairly recently, but the popularity is through the roof. The idea is simple: you try to keep your new hamster slave alive, while it tries to kill itself. It's a fun way to spend a day or two bonding with your slave, without having to worry about long term troubles. And they'll never run out of them, as hamsters are easy to breed in massive underground orgies. Dirty basement cells, filled with stench of cum and endless mindless moaning. Whenever they overpopulate, the newborns just get crushed by the sheer lack of space. All and all, straight up fun!

Or at least that's how I thought I'd be. Who knew this place has an entire briefing before I could get mine. The instructor gave us some general advice and showed a couple pictures

"I'm sorry, what is this photo? Is this a cabin... with blood underneath?"

"That is our previous product. His owner tried to get into Ferris wheel -- but the slave just stood under an incoming gondola and... Well, you see the result"

"No way..."

"He got crushed... But wouldn't that be very slow and inefficient? To get crushed like that... you have wait for quite a while"

"That's how they are. They will always try and come up with the slowest, most agonizing deaths possible. Here's another one I have"

It's an image of a plump hamster girl diving behind passenger seat. Her puffy legs and ass cheeks is the only part you see

"What's wrong with her?"

"This one was left alone in a car. She found a way to recline her seat at just the right angle to get trapped between the headrest and ceiling. Her spine got broken, but ultimately she survived a couple hours before asphyxiating"

"Wow..."

"Why do you think I show you these? For our puffballs, everything is a weapon... Here's another one. This one jumped from 2nd floor... 59 times" Instructor started piling up the pictures "This one was playing volleyball but without hands, using a bowling ball. This one just cut open his fluffy belly with a chair and threw guts around. Oh, this is my favorite! She broke the piss vending machine, and inserted the pipe inside herself. She forced it inside so much, her bladder eventually just exploded" A very inflated girl with blanked out eyes was lying by some sort of tube. A puddle of blood mixed with piss was forming under her

"So we have to prevent these.."

"What? No! You have to make them worse! I'd be mad boring if your slave just jumps into traffic and gets smeared across the street. We want more of these photos. Even better if they're a little decayed, you know? Corpses always look better when they're a little old"

With that my introduction was done. They came out to us with a batch of fresh hamster sluts. Puffy, soft, a little damp. God, please be a girl. I always wanted a girl slave. Just kill-n-use, with a little added weight on top

"Here's your guy" Fuck.

Man why the hell did it have to be a fat guy. With ugly ass front teeth as well. And a tiny dick. Eww

I didn't hide my emotions and kicked my new slave in the balls as hard as I could. That helped me calm down a little, just to realize that my guy didn't even flinch. He took a direct, 100% accuracy, P-rank hit, and his facial expression stayed the same. I kicked again. No reaction. I grabbed him directly by the nuts and squeezed them as hard as I could. They turned a little blue, but the guy looked as if it barely tickled

"Ey! Your job is to protect him, not torture. He will torture himself fine" I couldn't help but look at this chungus ass motherfucker one more time. Above his three and a half chins a confused expression was staring back at me. Just what do they do in those underground labs

Going back, he tried running away several times, but I held him by his fur. He tried diving head first into the ground, but I pushed him to redirect the fall. Not that easy. He tried to strangle himself, but it barely did anything, because one of his arms busy stroking tiny penis. And as he kept casually jerking himself in the streets I was looking around, trying to find something fun to do. Cramming somewhere to die of hunger? No. Baiting a predator to attack? Maybe. Those two foxy girls making out? God I wish I was fucking with them right now

Just staying in this place makes you endlessly more horny. And as I finished my observations I looked back at my slave, only to see... He impaled his dick on an anti-homeless bench

Recently there was a spike in homelessness here. No shit, it's a fucking park. So to prevent furs from sleeping on benches, the administration glued up spikes all over them. Now if you want to sleep or sit on them, you have to invite a bunch of metal needles in your meat. This guy, used the spikes to pierce his own dick. I pulled him aside and check the damage. 1... 2... 3... 7.. Seven holes going through the thing. The guy made seven holes while I was looking around. And he keeps jerking it too, hands full of blood!

Usually I don't hold myself back against anyone: women, children, injured, I'll lash out on everyone equally. But the name of the game is to keep him alive, so to release my frustration, I had to use something else. Not too far away I noticed a woman hanging from a tree. It's completely normal here, people just hang themselves whenever they feel like it and leave their bodies cooking under open air sun for others to eat or use. They look like hanging fruits waiting to be collected, and we call them ripe whenever they go through postmortem defecation. Coincidentally, this one already has a trail of diarrhea running down her leg, it smelled of piss, so it was definitely time. I jumped and tugged a couple times to either break her rope or neck. Rope broke first and I had a beautiful, ready to use wolfcunt on my hands. Full complect, too

I grabbed her, ass up, and rammed my dick inside. It was cold, like fucking a wet glove, but again, so was every body. My hamster slave was nearby, and before he tried anything stupid I put the noose on his neck to act as a collar. He patiently watched me ramming this dead canine ass against my dick, still jerking himself and his bloody holes. It looked like squeezing red juice out of a worm. I on the other hand was focused completely on going balls deep inside this chick, the plapping noises echoed through the park, soon joined by my active abuse of this beautiful body. My slave, though, decided to use her head, but not in the way you think. He put his foot in her mouth and then jumped on her head with another foot. Her sharp predator teeth penetrated his soft paws, it was like he staplered himself with her head. Guess the prey instincts run deep with him. Even when she's dead, he still thinks his place is in her mouth. Both his feet and dick were punctured hull of holes now. It was hard for me to care though, the smell of dead fish, piss and shit, made it hard to focus on anything but impregnating this dead womb with my white splash. Her head and legs were echoing the moves I was hitting on her ass. Finally, when the time came, instead of doing it inside like normal, I had a spur of the moment decision to release my cream on her back. Mark her as mine, in a way. Let everyone know her mating history. My slave was also done, as both his hands and feet were leaking blood all over the place. We both took the wolf bitch and placed her in the nearby trashcan the same way I was fucking her -- ass up, in case someone else wants to use her for some reason

This one fuck sesh made us a little closer. Honestly, for a second you couldn't even tell he's my property. But, the newfound leash made our roles obvious again. Now I fully control him. I know where he goes. I own him. And I will make sure he dies the worst death of them all

And then some retard fell down from a hospital and crushed his brain. The hamster died 15 minutes later, after enduring severe brainfucking from one of the passerby's. Should've raped those lesbians instead. End

Author's note: Halfway through this thing I double checked what the actual official taystie park posts, and it turns out they are more about bimbofication, turning people into sex toys and inflation rather than my favorite casual guro. The wimmelbilder is cool, but I guess I need to rebrand myself, now that I know my vision and Salisha's vision are different like that. Writing furries is exhausting, even if fun sometimes