It was the height of a clear spring day and the local park was packed with young cubs and their parents, playing, talking, and in some cases having peaceful picnic's together as a family. Unbeknowst to them however, these peaceful scene possessed its on dark cloud. A blue van had circled the park several times now, each time taking a different path through the city to arrive back at the same park. To anyone who had been paying any bit of attention, they may have suspected that this was a dangerous thing, perhaps the driver was stalking the park, but no one was paying attention. T
hey did not know. he van pulled up alongside the park with a slight squeak of the breaks, the driverside window rolling down, allowing the driver to lean out the window. He was a thin, husky furry, his blue eyes glinting in the light as he looked out over at the cubs in the park. He had no name, no address, no fingerprints, and one passion. As far as the world was concerned, he existed as local legend, a myth, a man known only as the Toyman. It suited him he thought. In the back of his van were boxes of well kept and well maintained Toys, suitable for all cubs of every gender. The walls and floor were padded and sound proof and the whole thing was kept neat and tiddy. 
The husky in the seat smiled slightly as he thought about the various things he'd done in there. As he did, his eyes fell on a small group of cubs playing near his van. They seemed to be between the ages of two and five, both boys and girls. Across from them sat what he could only assume was their parents, sitting at a park bench, talking in depth with eachother, not even bothering to look towards their kids at all. The male smirked; foolish parents, those who relied on audio cues to tell them something was wrong. Oblivious to everything until the need suited them. If they hadn't noticed a stranger sitting in an unmarked van eying them and their kids by now, they weren't going to. 
He sat back in his seat and rolled the window back up before reaching around his seat and grabbing a small stuffed rabbit from a box just behind him. The Toyman opened the door to the van and stepped out onto the well kept grass, walking over to the cubs. They all stopped playing to look over at him and he smiled warmly at them. They didn't seem wary of him, merely curious. Their parents were foolish indeed, they hadn't even talked to them about being afraid of strangers. Even at this age, they were capable of understanding more than their parents gave them credit for. 
Toyman crouched beside the cubs, giving a precursory glance at their parents before smiling back at the cubs and saying, "Hello their little ones. Having fun?" 
They nodded and the youngest of them said, "Uh huh! Lotsa fun!" 
Toyman smiled and said, "That's nice.Though, it looks like you could use a few toys to play with. Playing alone is nice, but why not have something to play with." 
The cubs as one lit up with joy and they squealed with delight. 
Toyman normally forestalled this, but instead, he looked up at the parents and saw to his incredulous delight that they hadn't even bothered glancing over this way. What could they be so ingrossed in he wondered. He smiled back at the cubs and said, "Well, look what I have." 
He held out the stuffed rabbit and said, "This is a special toy, I've had it for years. I may consider letting one of you have him." 
He grinned as they all reached for it and he deftly lifted it out of reach and said, "Now, now, don't be so grabby. He's very delicate." 
They pouted and he smiled wider and said, "I know...Its something you all want. I'll tell you what. I have a van full of toys over there, and you all can have one toy out of it. But only one of you will get to have my bunny. Does that sound fair?"
 They all giggled and nodded in agreement and he straightened up, motioning for them to follow him. The six cubs rose to their feet, some of them unsteadily, and they tottered after him, following him down the hill towards his fan. All the while, Toyman kept an eye on their parents and still, they hadn't responded or moved. Perhaps they had noticed him and simply trusted him, or maybe they didn't care. In any case, this was going better than he could ever have expected. As he reached the van, he opened the back doors to reveal the boxes of toys he had sitting inside. 
As one the cubs squealed in delight and rushed forwards, clambering around the tailgate to his van, reaching into the boxes for toys. However, one cub seemed to be having a hard time of it. A small three year old husky was trying to squeeze in past his peers, but they kept pushing him back, or bumping him away. He seemed to becoming increasingly distressed about the fact that he couldn't even get in to see what was in the boxes let alone grab something. Finally, as the last of the other five children grabbed something, the young boy seemed close to crying and Toyman walked over to him. He knelt in front of the boy and gripped his shoulders gently and asked, "Aww, whats wrong little one?" 
The boy sniffled and said, "They wouldn't let me in...I couldn't get anything I wanted..." Toyman nodded and said, "Yeah, I saw." 
He looked over at the other five children and said, "Go on back to your playing." 
They all nodded, and thanked him before climbing back to where they had been before. After they had gone, Toyman turned back to the boy and said, "Here, I think that since you couldn't really enjoy yourself, you can have my bunny." 
He pulled out the small stuffed rabbit and handed it to the boy. The boy smiled and hugged the toy close to him, snuggling against it like any child his age should. Toyman smiled and said, "Well, little boy, what is your name?" 
The child sniffed and said, "My momma calls me Simon." 
Toyman smiled and said, "So Simon, you know why that bunny is so special to me?" Simon shook his head and Toyman smiled as he replied, "Because he used to be mine when I was little. I had him since I was born." 
Toyman smiled and rubbed the top of the young Simon's head and said, "And now he's yours. But you know what, he's got more friends. Others who would love to meet you." Simon smiled and said, "Really?" 
Toyman nodded and tickled the cub gently and said, "Of course they would, a boy as nice as you? Why wouldn't they. Now, I don't have them with me, because there's only so much room in the van. But, if you come with me, I can take you to them. Would that be okay with you?" 
Simon giggled and nodded, much to Toyman's delight. Toyman smiled and picked Simon up, placing him in the back of the van among the rest of his toys. Toyman smiled at him and said, "Okay, now just sit there, I'll take you to them." 
Simon smiled and giggled as Toyman shut the back of his van and locked it. After he had done that, he climbed into the front seat of the van, started it up, and drove away. Toyman had no idea how long it would be before Simon's parents noticed that he was missing. It didn't matter though. They had never found him before, they would never find him. 
Toyman drove away through the city, heading towards the outskirts of it all, taking a well known, yet hidden path that only he knew. And finally, half an hour later, he was leaving the city and driving off into the countryside. after another fifteen minutes, he was pulling into the parking lot of a long abandoned toy factory. The building was old and decrepit, the parking lot as rough and unkept, and what was more, this place was long believed to be haunted, so no one bothered with it. Toyman smiled as he shifted into park and then unbuckled, moving around his seat to the back. 
Simon sat quietly against the back wall, playing with the small bunny that he had been given. The rest of the toys looked like they had been played with as well, some even arranged in a group, as though they had been playing with Simon. Toyman smiled at the boy and said, "We're here. Little Bunny's friends are just inside the building. However, there is a ritual that you must do before you can go in." 
Simon looked confusedly up at Toyman and asked, "What's a ritural?" 
Toyman smiled and said, "Its something that you need to do before you can be allowed to do something. You started it when you came with me, now you have to finish it." 
Simon pouted and said, "Sounds like chores..." 
Toyman laughed and said, "Don't worry, it'll be fun." 
Inwardly, he thought, "For me anyway." 
Simon smiled up at Toyman and asked, "What do I need to do?" 
Toyman got to his knees and said, "First, you need to take your underwear off." 
Simon nodded and set the little bunny down before standing and pushing his underwear to the floor, his young cock coming free of the confining cloth. 
His package was small, as expected, his cock head was a rich blue in color, just like Toyman's own cock. Toyman smiled and said, "Your cock is quite nice." 
Simon looked confusedly at Toyman for this new word. Toyman smiled and slowly pulled down the zipper on the front of his jumper. Soon, his own cock sprang free, semi erect. His heavy sack hung over the edge of the fabric and Toyman smiled as he said, "Like mine?" 
Simon stared at it and said, "Its so big..." Toyman nodded and said, "Yeah it is." 
He smiled and reached over to Simon, who sat down and picked the bunny back up, smiling over at Toyman. He giggled as Toyman's hand ran over his belly, tickling him gently as the older male explored the soft fur and tender belly of the young toddler before him. Soon, his hands drifted down and slowly gripped the flaccid cock of the young boy. The boy watched Toyman's hand curiously as Toyman slowly jerked him off, using two fingers to slowly stroke the boy. Simon squirmed a bit and asked, "Mister...why must I do this to see bunny's friends?" 
Toyman grinned and said, "Because bunny's friends don't like virgins. If you do exactly what I tell you to do. Then you won't be a virgin anymore and his friends will gladly see you." 
Simon frowned a little and said, "But why..." 
Toyman cut him off and said, "No buts, you started, you have to finish." 
He grinned devilishy at Simon and the cub squirmed uncomfortably. Toyman bent over and sniffed at the boys package, the smell of muck extremely faint and undeveloped, overpowered by the various powders and oitments his parents had used on him in the past. 
The older male grinned licked along the cub's package, his balls light on his tongue as he played with them, moving between one and the other. He smiled at the cub and suckled on one of his balls before moving to his cock. Whether from nerves or inexperience, Simon's cock hadn't even twitched. Toyman wrapped his lips around the young flaccid cock and suckled it gently, bobing his head ever so slightly, looking up at the cub above him. Simon's face was a mixture of discomfort and confusion, mingled with a little fear as to what this male was doing to him. 
After a few moments, Toyman pulled off of the cock and said, "My turn I think." He straightened up and scooted over to the cub, shaking his now erect cock in his hand at the cubs snout. The cub kept his mouth closed as Toyman pressed against his lips and Toyman smiled as he said, "Open up Simon, or you won't see bunny's friends." 
Simon sat there for a moment then opened his mouth to say something. That was all the opening Toyman needed as he pressed his cock into the cubs open maw. 
Simon squirmed and tried to pull away but Toyman was quick and wrapped a hand around the back of his head, stopping him from moving. Toyman grinned at him and said, "Now now, no fighting. It gets worse the more you do it." 
Despite this warning, Simon used his teeth to try and bite. And bite he did, his teeth sinking into Toyman's cock and sending pain shooting up through him. Toyman snarled and pulled the cubs head forwards, driving his erect cock past his defences and straight into his throat. Simon's muzzle was scrunched up against Toyman's belly, his eyes watering as he whimpered, gaging slightly on the cock wedged in his mouth. 
Toyman eventually pulled back out, leaving the cub sobbing as he gasped for air and Toyman snarled and said, "That wasn't very smart little one. I'm not even sure I should let you see his friends at all now. The more you fight, the harder this becomes." 
Toyman inspected his cock and saw an angry red mark where Simon had bitten him. After a moment, Simon looked up at Toyman and said, "I don't want to see them, I want to go home." 
Toyman smiled and said, "You will go home. After you see them. There's no turning back now, and there is no leaving until were done." Toyman gripped Simon's chin gently and said, "Understand?" Simon choked back a sob and nodded. Toyman smiled and said, "Good, now. Lets try this again." 
He angled his cock with Simon's mouth, and after a moments hesitation, Simon opened and Toyman slid inside. His motions were slower this time, and he told Simon what to do to avoid biting again. This time, Toyman went slower, and more gently, sliding his cock along Simon's tongue in slow, shallow thrusts, getting deeper each time. He didn't make Simon deepthroat again, but the paw on the back of Simon's head made it clear he could if he wanted to. After a few moments of gentle maw fucking, Toyman pulled out and said, "You're pretty good at sittng still, how about you actually suck on me this time." 
He pressed his cock into Simon's mouth and after a brief moment, Simon began sucking on the cock like he would a bottle. Toyman growled softly as he felt the sucking coming, thrusting slowly in and out of Simon's mouth as the young cub went. It wasn't long before Toyman felt the familiar preasure building in his loins, the signs of an impending orgasm. He smiled and pulled out of Simon's mouth, gripping his cock in his free hand and jerking off feverishly. Simon sat there, staring at the cock that had been violating him and he jumped slightly as Toyman ordered, "Open your mouth dear Simon." 
Simon complied, opening his mouth and waited. After a moment, Toyman groaned and came hard. His cum jetted out and landed on Simon's tongue and muzzle, rope after rope of white cream painting his mouth and face. When the tide of cum ended, Toyman smiled down at his cum covered charge and said, "Go ahead Simon, swallow your treat." Simon closed his mouth around the salty cum and, with difficulty, swallowed it. He looked up at Toyman and asked, "Are we done now?" 
Toyman grinned and shook his head. Simon sniffled slightly and Toyman said, "There is one thing left to do. Roll over Simon, and we'll get this last thing done." 
Simon whimpered and did as he was told, rolling over onto his paws. Toyman reached down and lifted the cubs rump up, angling his cock with the tiny hole hidden by his tail. Toyman grinned, this part he always loved most. He pushed the kids tail away and rubbed his cum slicked cock against the small black cherry. The kid was clean, which was good and after a moment, he pressed against the small star. 
Simon squirmed and tried to pull away but Toyman would have none of it. He gripped at Simons hips and pulled him back towards him, forcing his cock tip against the taint even more. The star of flesh strained, fighting to stay closed, Simon started whimpering and pleading but there were no words that would have stopped Toyman. He pressed harder, growling as he willing himself to force this kids ass open, and slowly, ever so slowly, his cock tip began to sink inside. Simon was scratching at the bed of the van, trying to pull away, but the male who had him was so much stronger. 
If he had remembered what Toyman had said earlier about struggling, he may have just laid there. As it was, Toyman snarled as he felt Simon sliping back off of him. With one hand, he gripped Simon's tail, then pulled the cub back against him, slamming his hips forwards in one motion. His cock speared in the rest of the way into Simon's ass, stretching his flesh till it was red and angry. Simon made to scream and Toyman preempted him by covering his mouth with his paw. He sighed, his cock held tightly by the moist depths of this unused cub. It was like bliss for him, and he took every second of it for granted. He slowly pulled back out, dragging the taut flesh with him as he went until only his tip was left inside, then he pressed slowly back inside.
Simon struggled to keep on his paws as wave after wave of pain and strange feelings ran through him. Eventually, he fell to the floor whimperring as Toyman held his ass up, his cock thrusting in and out of the abused hole over and over again. Toyman groaned, fucking this kid was nirvana to him, the slapping of his balls against the boys ass, the whimmpers of the boy as he was roughly fucked, and the slippery warmth around his cock as he speared into the kid over and over again. 
After minutes of this his thrusts became eratic and he started grunting harder, his hips slapping into the boy as he bent over, holding him to him as his cock slid in and out at a blitzing speed. Finally, he let out a long groan as he came, his cum flooding into the boys ass, a soothing balm to his ravaged inards. Toyman slumped against the cub and slowly pulled out, his cock coming free with a wet pop, some of the boys ass prolapsing slightly from the sudden void. His cum oozed out of the hole and down the cubs crack, dripping off his own immature cock. 
Toyman smiled and said, "There...now you can see them." He reached into the back pocket of his jumper and pulled out a rag of sorts, that he placed over the cubs nose. After a few moments, the cub fell asleep and the Toyman rolled off of him. He zipped his jumper back up and climbed into the front of the Van before leaving it and heading inside the building to get those friends of bunny's.
Hours later, Simon was woken to the sound of a women screaming. He opened his eyes wearily, discintly aware as he did so of the dulled pain in his ass. He rubbed his eyes wearily and suddenly, the memories of what had happened earlier came back to him. He sat up suddenly and looked around. To his surprise, he found that he was home, in his bed. The door was open and light was flooding into his room from the hall. He sighed a little and lay back down, as he did so, a small stuffed bunny rolled onto his head and he sat up again. 
His bed, all around him, were over a hundred small stuffed bunnies, like the one he had been given by Toyman. He smiled a little at them and as he looked at his clothes, he saw that he too had been dressed up in a bunny outfit. As he stared at the clothes, his parents came in, wrapping him in their arms and sobbing at the fact that he was safe. As they picked him up, a note fell from the bunny suit onto the floor that said, "Bunny's Best Freind." And underneath this was another sentence, "Compliments of The Toyman.