Furry city world

In a world where everyone is an anthro furry, eating and devouring, is way more common than one could think. People would go on their day, trying to make a future for themselves, only for a pred to swallow them randomly, and digest them into mush and ass fat. Randomly, is an exaggeration, but most furry preds would end up daily with a struggling prey in their gut, sometimes even in their balls or pussies, if they didn't consider their prey worthy enough to add layer of fat to their bodies, or they were just plain horny. Considering people prey or pred, was also quite wrong, as almost every fur had devoured someone else before becoming an adult, or they were unlucky enough to be the first meal for their friends or family.

Ian, a very small, timid white cat, wasn't either of them. He hadn't eaten anybody yet, and he hadn't become anyone's meal yet, but he had a strange feeling that he might end soon. As his 19th birthday passed, almost everybody that he knew, began eyeing him with a strange hunger or lust in their eyes. Maybe because they knew that prey are most succulent, and delicious when they're 19, or because they knew that the little kitty couldn't put much of a fight if they would try to eat him, or both reasons combined.

The short fur has been sitting in bed for the past hour, wondering whether he'll survive the day, or be melted into pudge, and turned into someone's ass fat. His lonely apartment gave no answer, and he knew he couldn't hide in bed forever. So he finally left the comfort of his sheets, and got dressed for today. Looking at his schedule, he realised that he didn't have a particularly busy day, but still had somewhere to be.