Bullied over parking tickets

Her first day in Zootopia had been a whirlwind of new experiences. Her small town of Bunnyburrow was nothing like the big city. It was a glorious testament to togetherness and unity despite differences, where tiny rodents and towering giraffes could live and work side by side, and where the concept of prey and predator seemed not to matter in the slightest. At least, not to most people and not on the surface. But Judy knew: in a city this size there was bound to be some sort of kinky underground community that shared her... special interest. She didn't know where to begin searching for such a thing, and honestly wasn't sure she even wanted to take that sort of leap.

No, her career came first. It was her dream, after all.

But after being assigned the mundane task of minding parking meters and handing out tickets like some kind of no-talent drone, the bunny's spirits dimmed and her mind wandered. She started taking more notice of the various predators she encountered on the street, enjoying a secret thrill whenever one of them looked at her. Most of them either quickly looked away or rolled their eyes and ignored her, wanting little to do with a uniformed police officer and a meter maid at that. She felt almost invisible, which allowed her plenty of opportunity to fantasize.

After a few days of fantasizing about a towering predator taking advantage of her, her work started to get sloppy. Her numbers slipped, and Chief Bogo berated her in front of the whole precinct in the morning meeting. The whole room chuckled, but in that moment it was one of the wolves who captured her attention, staring at her and grinning like he knew her secret desires. He even showed his teeth and made a little biting motion with a wink. Judy's cheeks burned with shame and desire. She was positive some of the more sensitive-nosed mammals in the room would be able smell her sex with how wet she felt. How deliciously humiliating.

But when the meeting ended, the wolf officer vanished with the others, leaving Judy alone in her stupid orange vest.

She was a wreck the rest of the day, but **** herself to scurry from car to car to dispense tickets to meet her quota. Her assignment was in the Meadowlands district, where the citizens were mostly cows or sheep, horses or goats, so there was little to do but grind away at her job. Frustrated, she stopped paying attention to the people around her. That is, until she stopped at a medium-sized car with an expired meter to tap some buttons into her little device and heard a low growl from a few feet behind her.

"What's this, then? Some fuckin' bunny tryin' to gimme a ticket?"

Immediately, Judy's heart pounded, sending an all-too-familiar, conditioned thrill through her entire body. She turned, and found herself standing roughly waist high to a canine male. He looked to be some kind of mid-sized hunting breed, and he was angry.

Ears low, she slowly looked up, and up, and further up until she reached the face of the man glaring down at her.

"The fuck is this?" he snapped. "Get the fuck away from my car, rabbit."

Judy swallowed. The man was aggressive. And easily three times her size. Her pussy ached with need but she did her best to remain professional. "Sir, I'm just doing my job. The meter—"

The man took two steps forward, physically bumping into Judy and forcing her back a few steps. Her voice cut off in shock and she simply watched as he raised a hand with a small coin in it to shove it into the meter, all without taking his eyes off of Judy. "The meter is fine. See? You must've read it wrong."

"Sir, I—"

He snatched her ticketing device out of her paws to take a good look at it, then tried to erase the plate info she'd already entered, but it was done. She'd already started the ticket and couldn't just delete it. "Nah. This ain't right." He tapped the meter. "You need to fix this 'fore I gets real mad, see?"

Judy's little heart raced. She couldn't just walk away, and had no idea how to abort a half-finished ticket without going into the precinct. But now things were all muddled. Her brain was fuzzy, her nose full of predator-scent. The more evolved part of her brain was failing while her prey-brain was in overdrive, as well as her soaked pussy. "Sir..." she breathed. All air of authority had vanished from her posture and tone. "If you have a grievance you can take it up with—"

The man lowered himself a little and sniffed. He sniffed her. Judy froze, terrified, as his huge mouth turned up in a wicked grin.

"Nah, little bit. I think I'll take my grievance up with you. Right now." With a paw the size of her whole head, he have her a push on her back, causing her to take several steps away from the curb towards a shaded alleyway nearby.