Patreon Exclusive: September 2025 II

Cumcows at the Tickle Ranch

By KinkSaber

Foreword: I'm not even going to pretend Patreon will allow the full story be posted on the website, lmao. This story is much more spicier than the usual stories, so I'm sure the censorbots will spasm out and throw a tantrum.

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“..Wait. Lucky?” The rabbit stuttered backwards and pressed his back against the wolf that he led behind him.

“..Cael?!” The raccoon, similarly, backed into the snow leopard’s leg.

The two looked at each other in silence while the two of them froze in place. Each felt as though they were caught redhanded for a moment, before they both remembered that they were at The Tickle Ranch. Then, the rabbit looked up to scan the figure behind the raccoon. “IS THAT MISTER CHARMINGS?!” He gasped loudly. Cael looked at the snow leopard, who turned his head sideways with a spectacular failure to hide his identity and the blush on his cheek, and then back to Lucky, who sighed.

“Cat’s out of the bag now, I suppose. And you – you, Cael Bayleaf. YOU said there was nothing between the two of you!” The raccoon quickly diverted the attention to the wolf who stood behind the rabbit – gagged with a red rubber ball, collar around his neck, attached to a sturdy metal chain, just like the snow leopard was.

The rabbit grunted with annoyance. “There is nothing between us!” His cheek felt warm, too. “This is – this is punishment! Pun-ish-ment! Because he’s been a big bad wolf!”

“You’re never going to let him hear about the end of that award thing, huh?” The raccoon cackled. “He did ruin your big moment, after all.”

“And you!” The rabbit couldn’t keep his eyes off of the snow leopard behind Lucky. “You and Charmings! Suddenly a lot of stuff makes a lot more sense!”

The raccoon yanked the chain around the snow leopard’s neck, and Darvy groaned in displeasure.

“This chucklefuck? Yeah, you can call it a sort of punishment, too.” The raccoon yanked on the chain again, against the defiant snow leopard. “Knee, boy.”

Darvy instantly dropped to the ground, his back straight up, and his arms firmly behind him – even though they were not bound together.

“Holy shit.” The rabbit laughed. “I’m dreaming. I’ve never thought that Charmings looked so good in – in – well – that!”

“Your ‘pet’ there isn’t offensive to the eyes, either.” The raccoon commented after he eyed the wolf up and down. Lucky licked his lips. He had grown bolder ever since he started tormenting Charmings, and there was something that urged him to say what was on his mind. “..You know, Cael. I booked the VIP suite here today, and there’s plenty of space if you care to join.”

“..As long as you promise to not judge how freaky Chad and I can get.” Cael said, suddenly self conscious of what he wanted to do in his head, as if all of his kinks were on display to the raccoon before he even committed the act.

The raccoon put a foot on the snow leopard’s thigh as he helped himself on Darvy’s shoulder. “I think it’s time for you to get a real step up on your career, too, Cael. Take my offer. I’m sure our benevolent leader, the CEO, is going to be very open and receptive to your.. Promotional interview.”

The snow leopard growled into his gag, but soon transitioned into a submissive whimper when the raccoon held up a finger.

“That’s one.” Lucky said. “Embarass me in front of our friends again, chucklefuck, and I’m going to keep you locked up, torture your pathetically ticklish soles, and not stop until your balls implode. Fucking try me.”

The rabbit’s ears perked up instantly. His eyes were drawn to the snow leopard’s feet, which were at the time trapped in tight, leather boots. The rabbit imagined for a moment how they’d smell. It must be so unlike the cologne that the snow leopard wore on a daily basis. Cael gulped.

“So, Cael? I take it you’re in.” The raccoon patted the snow leopard’s head, who stood up and carried the smaller creature on his shoulder, just like a good boy would. “Come, then. Follow me. I’ve got a very special, very freaky thing planned – and from the looks of that bulge in his pants, wolf-boy is eager to get started, too!”