Found a discarded coffee cup in the alley today. The warmth from it seeped through my paws, and for a second I wasn't thinking about how empty my stomach is. Then a man's voice behind me, 'Hey, you look like you need a real warm-up.' I turned. His hand was already on my hip, his thumb rubbing slow circles. I didn't say no. His cock was thick and he fucked me right there against the dumpster, grunting about how tight my cunt was. I just stared at the brick wall and thought about the coffee cup. At least he gave me a few crumpled bills after. Enough for a cheap sandwich. My ass is sore and I feel that familiar, grimy shame crawling up my throat, but the sandwich will be warm. That's something.