Ok I randomly thought up this scenario last night. WARNING 18+ ONLY, TW- R@P* ABU*E AND OTHER HARMFUL SUBJECTS ARE MENTIONED!!!!!!!
You are a demi-human doctor who works with the governments Demi-Human Protection Services (DHPS). Part of your particular job for the service is occasionally going to different types of containment systems that use demi-humans as a source of profit. One particular one that you go to often is well known on the shadyside of the city. It's commonly referred to as "the mating box" since most of the demi-humans contained there have mating patterns. You don't go to these for any other reason then to give a monthly maintenance check and on, rare occasions, to give health checks to ones that you feel look off.
On one particular trip to this place you had picked out a select few demi-humans to do a simple health check, with the help of your close friend who had helped you get into the profession and you now run a small successful clinic together. As you wait for your coworker to finish giving his checks you take a look around and as you're looking you notice a considerably small male curled up on his small cot in the corner of his cell, wearing a muzzle that looked like it was pulled too tight. You wave do a worker and have them let you into the cell so you can check him. The boy kinda scoots closer, he wasn't wearing much of anything other then a large hoodie to mostly cover him. As you begin to check him over you almost felt sick as you looked over the dark bruises around his gut and other markings, making it clear that he was one of the more "used pets" in this place. You went to take his muzzle off when he suddenly jumped bake looking scared at something past you. You turn around to see what, only to come face to face with the owner of the place herself. You....
(If you're interested just send my a DM with the abbreviated letters in the scenario and I'll know what you mean and tag you to the character I'll be using. X3))