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An event in which one in five participants is selected to be eaten, while another of the participants will randomly selected to do the deed...\nAnd since neither Milo, nor any of his friends have earned themselves an exemption from this potential fate, they are, after some initial hesitations, quite taken by their buddy Xavier's plan: go to a small resort town, enter the lottery there, when there will not be many participants as most of the mostly herbivore young men there are off to the city, make a promise that if one gets selected as pred and the other as prey, they will not go through with it, earning them all a better than ever chance to all make it out alive...\nSimple plan really. And Milo is quick to calculate his odds, which are looking better than he could otherwise hope for. On top of it, it is going to be a nice vacation at the beach in summer, his chance to get his girlfriend Julie to stop showing him the cold shoulder!\n...but of course, any such plan is rather built on trust and how much can you really trust your friends, when you are making such a tempting morsel to finally be put in the place he belongs?\nPoor Milo, well, at least you get to enjoy your day at the beach. ;-)\n\nThis one did alas run a bit over the initial estimate, but I still wanted to add in some late ideas of [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/aliclan]Aliclan[/url] I rather liked myself, so there are two short bonus \"epilogue episodes\". Hope you all will enjoy them!\nThis one has a bit more mean treatment of the prey than I usually go for, but, what can I say, Milo does kinda invite it, especially when I know how much his creator enjoys his misadventures.^^\nAlso was a nice chance for me to play a bit with \"straight guy\" scenarios.\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]","description_bbcode_parsed":"<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>This is a commission story for <a href=\"https://www.furaffinity.net/user/aliclan\" rel=\"nofollow\">Aliclan</a>, featuring his character Milo, whose antics many of you may be familiar with, while also having a little guest appearance of a good mutual friend of ours, <a href=\"https://www.furaffinity.net/user/feralslash\" rel=\"nofollow\">Slash</a>.<br /><br />In this little tale, Milo and his friends find themselves in a world where, due to overpopulation, the government has implemented the system of the lottery, a regular event which every male will have to sign up for somewhere between the age of maturity and turning 26. An event in which one in five participants is selected to be eaten, while another of the participants will randomly selected to do the deed...<br />And since neither Milo, nor any of his friends have earned themselves an exemption from this potential fate, they are, after some initial hesitations, quite taken by their buddy Xavier&#039;s plan: go to a small resort town, enter the lottery there, when there will not be many participants as most of the mostly herbivore young men there are off to the city, make a promise that if one gets selected as pred and the other as prey, they will not go through with it, earning them all a better than ever chance to all make it out alive...<br />Simple plan really. And Milo is quick to calculate his odds, which are looking better than he could otherwise hope for. On top of it, it is going to be a nice vacation at the beach in summer, his chance to get his girlfriend Julie to stop showing him the cold shoulder!<br />...but of course, any such plan is rather built on trust and how much can you really trust your friends, when you are making such a tempting morsel to finally be put in the place he belongs?<br />Poor Milo, well, at least you get to enjoy your day at the beach. ;-)<br /><br />This one did alas run a bit over the initial estimate, but I still wanted to add in some late ideas of <a href=\"https://www.furaffinity.net/user/aliclan\" rel=\"nofollow\">Aliclan</a> I rather liked myself, so there are two short bonus &quot;epilogue episodes&quot;. Hope you all will enjoy them!<br />This one has a bit more mean treatment of the prey than I usually go for, but, what can I say, Milo does kinda invite it, especially when I know how much his creator enjoys his misadventures.^^<br />Also was a nice chance for me to play a bit with &quot;straight guy&quot; scenarios.<br /><br /><a href=\"http://www.postybirb.com\" rel=\"nofollow\">Posted using PostyBirb</a></span>","writing":"The Lottery\n\n``Hey, guys, guess where we're going this summer?!'', the loud voice sounded through the common room, heralded by the bang of the door slamming into the much abused wall.\n\nMilo let out a sigh, looking up from his phone where he had been busy browsing the news - and every so often switching over to the messenger app, checking if the ``sent'' symbol from his last message had yet switched to ``read. Still no luck though...\n\nSo, tearing his mind away from the pretty photo of the smiling pink cat, he looked up at the smugly grinning hyena who had just barged in, like he always did. He was not the only one though. Slash, half sitting, half crouching in the big armchair opposite from him, also was turning his head away from the magazine he was reading, his usual nonchalant grin plastered on his face.\n\n``Well, keep being and obnoxious shit like this and I think you'll be going in here'', the cheetah said, playfully showing his teeth, the slight purr in his voice showing that, most likely at least, he was joking, as he patted his lean, toned abs beneath the tight fitting tank top.\n\n``...that is, after you've hit the showers'', he added, slightly wrinkling his nose, tone still playful.\n\n``Oh yeah? Better come and try that, pussy cat, if ya think ya can take me'', the hyena growled back, his tone no more serious than the cheetah's. Milo sighed: Cut out the machismo, you two...\n\nFor a moment, the two big males locked eyes and the blue cat was getting ready to scuttle out of the way of any potential brawl, but the cheetah just grinned and then both of them laughed, loudly.\n\n``Ya see though, that's really what I'm on about!'', Xavier, the hyena, continued, getting back to his original topic, as he was looking around the room. It was the usual clique assembled there, Caleb, the panther, busy getting himself his caffeine fix, Lee the coyote, sitting in front of the TV and playing a round of mortal combat with Nate the stoat. The game was on pause, Caleb's coffee was steaming beneath the nozzle of the fancy espresso maker. The hyena grinned at his audience, seemingly not minding that half of them were giving him exasperated looks, Milo himself included.\n\n``So, thing is, I know you all have not yet signed up for the lottery. Right? I mean, here we are, most of us in our mid twenties and none of us are getting any exemptions coming up, right?'', he paused, showing off his big, slightly yellowed teeth, grinning like an idiot.\n\n...while Milo felt a shiver run down his spine. Yeah, the lottery. He had the letter from his dad still clear in mind: `...and I regret to have to inform you, that if you cannot by your own merits distinguish yourself, I will no longer be willing to put up with having to clean up your messes. You have two years left, make something of yourself in this time. Maybe being forced to participate in the lottery will be the wake-up call you needed...'\n\nThat had been his old man. Easy for him to say so. Back in his day, they only used the lottery for prey species. Herbivores! He never had to earn himself a dispense from having to risk the humiliation to be publicly eaten for the sake of population control!\n\nBut, about twenty years ago, it had been turned into a compulsory system, even for carnivores like cats, big and small. And no, dad, signing up for the damn draft instead did not make up for that, not when the reason they had enacted the lottery system was precisely because no one ever got drafted.\n\nAnd now you had to sign up for one. Every male, somewhere between reaching the age of majority and turning twenty six. If you did not, you went right into the next one. And at least it was said they usually made sure your odds would be pretty good to end up picked for ``prey'' then...\n\nOnly way to get out of it was an exemption, usually due to a stellar academic record or holding an important job. Neither Milo, nor any of his friends qualified for either...\n\n``So, see, there is this beach resort town'', Xavier was getting to the point of his spiel, it seemed.\n\n``Pretty herbivore heavy area, you know. Thing is, many of the young guys end up going to the big city and get eaten there, lottery or, you know, other ways. So, they have one there of course, just, it's pretty small. And best of all, as I said, mostly herbivores! I heard a friend tell me that the other year, two of them who got picked for the pred slot, they just chickened out! I mean, they offered them shots and all, but, nah! Didn't do it!''\n\nSnorts of laughter greeted that part. Milo raised his eyebrows, feeling a bit dubious. The lotteries did not only have you gamble for the risk of being eaten, usually right there in the open, with all the crowd to see, they also, well, offered the chance to some lucky guys to do the deed. They even had introduced this special shot you could take that would allow smaller predators or even herbivores to have a meal. A meal of squirming young man. All supposed to be a social equalizer. Within reasons, of course. Something about only selecting preds, once the prey had been chosen, from the pool of candidates that would be a good enough fit. But, while the prey part was, the pred part was actually NOT mandatory...\n\n``Ah, come on, man, pretty much no one ever bows out of the chance for a free meal'', the cheetah quipped, grinning, making a point to lick his lips. From what Milo had heard, Slash was not, so to say, a virgin when it came to vore, as eating other furs was called colloquially. Unless that was just talk...\n\n``I tell ya, man, herbivores do! I mean, they say there's some still who volunteer for the lottery straight away and, you know, actually are okay with getting eaten! Those guys don't work like us!''\n\nMore chuckles all around, then Caleb spoke up, licking some white cream stains from his jet black muzzle: ``Get to the point, Xave, what's that idea of yours about?''\n\nThe hyena's grin widened, seeming to enjoy the attention he was getting.\n\n``So, we go there and we enter ourselves into the lottery there! All of us!''\n\nSilence followed his words, then a snort from Lee, the coyote's amber eyes twinkling.\n\n``What, so we can watch each other's sorry ass get eaten for moral support?''\n\nThe hyena was over in a few steps, pulling him into a headlock, making the canine yelp.\n\n``No, you dumb mutt! So we can all make a pact that, if any of us gets picked for prey and another for pred, we, you know, just don't do it! See? We'd be safe! Entered the lottery fair and square, but, oops, just happened to have an upset stomach or such that night. Easy! Never gonna get a chance as good! And if it's not one of us, good chance it is some chicken shit grass eater who won't dare eat any of us!''\n\nAn almost pleased sounding purr came from the armchair where the cheetah was lounging, Slash lifting his trademark hat for a moment, as if to pay tribute. Eyes gleaming with a strange amusement.\n\n``Huh, guess you're not as dumb as you look, Xave, that's almost a decent idea.''\n\nCaleb had put down his coffee mug, clapping the hyena on the shoulder and Nate was raising his fist, looking almost comically eager. Even Lee, once he had wriggled out from the hyena's armpit with a disapproving sneeze, looked uncharacteristically pleased.\n\n``So, you guys in? Cause if you are, we better book ourselves a hotel down there ASAP!''\n\nThat earned him jeers and calls of approval. Milo though felt, well, a bit nervous. He had also rather hoped to spend the break with Julie. Well, once she deigned to notice his many messages...\n\n``You in too, Milo? Was hoping with you coming along, we might afford something nice and fancy, ya know?'' \n\nThe cat felt, well, both flattered and a bit annoyed. Flattered because this was one instance where he would get genuine respect from the guys, annoyed because, well, it was always about money, wasn't it?\n\n``I don't know, I was kinda having plans with Julie...'' he half lied, only to feel Nate grasping him by the arm, looking at him almost like a puppy dog, eyes big, the smile showing off the sharp little canines.\n\n``Awwh, please? Come on, you could invite Julie too, you know. If it is the place I think of, it's really nice. And, you know, maybe you get lucky and get the pred draw. Bet she'd be all impressed if you wolf down one of the local lads. I heard her talk to one of her girl friends in the cafeteria once, she totally is into predators, man! And you'd make sure we don't end up in some dingy hovel with Xave stinking up the place!''\n\nThe last part earned him an angry growl from the hyena, but Nate was quick enough to escape the big hands reaching for him. It left the stage empty for Caleb to continue the pitch.\n\n``Yeah, Nate's right, you know, come on, this is going to take that off all of our chests and we can have a great time together. We can see about bringing all the girls along, I bet Julie will come then.''\n\nMilo sighed, muzzle twitching. Admittedly, the fact that all their plans seemed to hinge on him was, well, yeah, kinda flattering. Made him feel a bit better after the silence from Julie...\n\n``Okay, okay, I'll get us something nice booked. You know, my old man knows that guy who runs a whole chain of resorts, could likely spring us something, even if they're already mostly booked out. So, I guess I shall be taking care of that, huh?''\n\nHe looked around, trying to act nonchalant, enjoying the moment of awe on their faces. After a moment, Caleb spoke up, looking around, his gaze lingering on Xavier.\n\n``So, that is it then? And when it comes to the lottery, the idea is that all of us, we promise that if any of us gets picked as prey and another one as pred for this, we will make some lame excuse not to eat the other? I mean, technically, that's illegal, but, eh, don't think they really have anything on us. Worst they can do is ban us from town, hmh?''\n\nThe panther  looked around, from Lee to Slash, to the big hyena and then Nate and Milo. The cat had to admit, it was a sensible idea, really, when you looked at it objectively...\n\nJust hard to fight down that gnawing sense of panic...\n\n``Hey, I'm not sure I'd quite have the stomach for it, shot or no shot, literally or figuratively!'', Lee responded first, stretching out his hand, right in the middle of their group.\n\n``Yeah, not like I'd ever be likely to eat anyone, I guess'', Nate said with a chuckle, fidgeting a bit before stretching out his hand, before Xavier followed suit, grinning big and wide.\n\n``Weeeeell, be hard to resist, but, promise is a promise, ey spots?'', he asked, turning his toothy smile towards the cheetah, who just gave a shrug and a playful smirk, shifting about in his seat, bracing himself with one hand sinking into the upholstery while he stretched out the other.\n\n``Count me in, guys''\n\nCaleb's black paw was the next to follow, its owner letting his yellow green eyes travel over them.\n\n``You can trust me, friends, not food, no worries, I will just have to hope they really have any of those old fashioned prey guys there who'd want to explore the traditional ways with me...'', he winked.\n\nIt only left Milo, trying to not show the bit of nervousness he felt.\n\n``Okay, then it is a promise, no eating each other. Guess we will be going to the beach then.''\n\n``Ah, Milo, can you fetch me another Gelato over from that nice little stand? I do want to try some of that sea salt and caramel Gina had. So, be a dear, please?'', the pink cat threw him her most honey sweet smile, eye lashes flapping like butterfly wings, the sparkling turquoise making his heart flutter and a soft blush run to his cheeks. He smiled, nodding at her eagerly, reaching for his wallet.\n\nSo far, his initial apprehensions aside, the trip had been great. Julie had joined, along with Lee's girlfriend Gina and Caleb's sister Candace as well as Cindy, a rather pretty Fossa girl they knew from college. They had gotten a nice suite each for both the guys and the girls, Milo making sure to have a single room for himself, along with a beach view from their balcony for all of them, as well as lots of tasty seafood and all the amenities. The whole gang had been having fun with jet-skiing, beach volleyball, swimming or just lazing in the sun on the beach. And best of all, Julie had stopped giving him the cold shoulder!\n\nHe grinned, swaggering over to the fancy gelato stand, making sure to pick the fanciest waffle cone they had and let them drizzle a little caramel sauce heart on top of the cream he had it garnished with. Thus, with the object of desire in hand, he sauntered over, presenting the treat to Julie, who was just chatting with Cindy about the dresses they had in one of the Boutiques. She beamed at him, giving him the full radiance of her smile - right before it turned into a frown.\n\n``Darling, I said I wanted sea salt and caramel Gelato, not cream on top'', she shook her head, at first not even taking the cone, as Milo looked at her, feeling his ears flatten.\n\n``But, but you did have cream on your last one, too...'', he stammered, earning him just a deeper frown from Julie and a sympathetic look from the Fossa witnessing the scene.\n\n``And that is why I can't have another with cream, you dummy. It will ruin my figure, just when I was thinking about getting that cute new dress Cindy and I were talking about.''\n\nJulie was still not taking the cone, making the Fossa step forward, her smile seeming a little tense: ``Oh, Julie, you could just take off the cream and, you know, I can have it, I wouldn't...'', she started, but the pink cat just gave her a not quite sweet smile, snatching the cone from Milo's hand and quickly stepping over to the next trash can. With a plop, aided by the little waffle slice daintily stuck on top of the swirl of whipped cream, the fluffy white mass, caramel sauce heart and all, made its way to join the tossed plastic cups, cans and paper plates in the garbage. The pink cat was fastidiously scraping off the last bits, before tossing the slice of waffle in with the rest of it. And thus done, Julie returned, face once again back to her sweet smile, as she graced the ice cream with a slow, sensual lick.\n\n``Hmmmh, yeah, Gina was right, this is really good. Guess that teaches me not to let my boyfriend pick a flavor for me next time'', she added, fangs showing for a moment, while Milo's heart felt rather tight and constricted in his chest. Cindy, again, tried to pour a bit of oil on the troubled waters, a peacemaker at heart, but he barely heard what she said. His gaze drifted quickly over to where Gina and Lee were laughing, the coyote leaning forward as his fox girlfriend put a spoonful of brightly green shaved ice into his open mouth, giggling when a few crystals of it got stuck on his nose, before he licked them off.\n\nCaleb and Slash were leaning against a wall, the panther motioning over to the rental speedboats, the cheetah grinning at him in return, while Xavier was ripping chunks of meat straight from a skewer he was holding and Nate, as usual, stood a bit to the side, looking their way, but quickly turning his head to look at the harbor as their eyes met. Poor little guy usually wasn't too lucky with the ladies...\n\nMilo took a breath. Maybe things were just a bit awkward because he was getting a little nervous over tonight. This was when the lottery would be held. They had all signed up in advance, all of the guys. The system was rather simple. They always picked one prey for every full five participants, drawing the names one by one. And once all the unfortunate victims had been determined, the lucky predators would be chosen among the rest. Your odds were one in five, sometimes a bit less, to end up eaten...\n\nIt was pretty high, but so was the number of young males with not so great prospects. And the government had devised the system to get rid of just enough of them to keep social disorder low...\n\nOf course, both males and females would get eaten outside of the lottery. That was just a fact of life. It was technically illegal, but unless the prey was someone important, authorities rarely bothered much with it. Some good for nothing high school drop out for example? A deadbeat dad or welfare mom? Yeah, many people would just say good riddance. Heck, Milo would be one of those people.\n\nHe had set down the evening after they had made their pact, crunching the numbers.\n\nThe less people signed up, the better the odds for their scheme to work. And yes, he had checked records. This place with its local population leaning herbivore, indeed had a steady record of every now and then having a predator chosen in the lottery chicken out. That of course would raise their odds. Beyond just the 80% chance not to get picked at all you started with. Heck, 80%, sometimes a bit more if there wasn't exactly a multiple of five participants, those weren't too bad odds to come out unscathed!\n\nSure, one in five meant that statistically speaking, one of their group would likely be picked (but that was regardless of when they'd do it!), but that didn't mean he had any bigger chance to be that one guy. He knew enough statistics. And depending on how few people signed up with them (again, records showed there might be even less than ten, best case), their 20% chance to be eaten alive might drop down below 10%. Hey, if they were the only ones to sign up, it would be down all the way to zero!\n\nStill, he could not help feeling a bit nervous, watching the sun's position already making its way towards the horizon, heralding the end of afternoon and the start of the evening. When they would hold the lottery, decide their fate...\n\nThe whole thing was almost always made into a big spectacle. Prey got eaten in front of everyone. And quite frequently fucked. Even most straight as a nail guys would not see a problem with fucking their food. The whole ``it is not gay as long as you are on top'' attitude was pretty common. He knew Xavier had said it just like that a couple of times. And Caleb had given that a grin and a thumbs up. Whereas with Slash, well, he was pretty sure the cheetah was generally not exactly without any interest in the guys. He sure had tried to put the moves on Milo once, at that party a year ago...\n\nThe cat tried to shake off the memory, cheeks flushed a bit, as he looked over to where they were already setting up the event stage. There was a shirtless reddish brown bull, flaxen hair matted with sweat, one of his coworkers, an equally shirtless big stallion grinning as he put him in a headlock. They both looked about Milo's age, maybe a bit younger. Made him wonder if they also would be part of the lottery...\n\n``Milo. Hey, darling!'', Julie's voice cut him out of his spiraling thoughts, her dainty paw tugging at his shirtsleeve. He turned to face her, trying his best to be all smiles and charm, especially after the earlier episode.\n\n``Oh, sorry, what is it, sweetheart?'', he purred, his heart lifting as she smiled at him, all sweetness again. Her other hand was pointing to one of the big windows of the shops, lining the street leading down to the beach.\n\n``I was just thinking of showing you that cute dress Cindy and I had been talking about. You know, so you can get me the right one, darling?'', she purred back, all close, close enough he could smell her perfume and feel her warmly brush against him. Milo's heartbeat was quickening, even as he felt his stomach twist a bit into a knot. He had already spent a good bit of money on the trip, as well as on all the little nice things for her: fancy dinner, a little pendant from one of the local artists selling his stuff at the roadside, fancy ice cream and such. He sure hoped that dress would not be too expensive, otherwise he would have to hear from his dad again about Milo liquidating his savings for luxuries...\n\n``Oh, sure, sweetheart, I have no doubt you'll look radiant in it!'', he smiled, basking in the warmth of her clinging against him, making his chest swell and his anxieties melt under the heat he was feeling.\n\nHe really was being stupid, worrying about it instead of enjoying the beautiful seaside. After all, who knew, maybe he would actually be lucky and get selected to be one of the preds! He knew Julie had often said she admired predators. And this might perhaps allow him to be able to publicly boast about having eaten another guy. And do it in front of her and show her he was a real man. A real predator!\n\n...and he had read that the organizers could be quite discreet about it, if you needed that special shot to get your prey down...\n\nWith Julie clinging to his arm, Milo waved back when Xavier called after him: ``Have fun, lover boy!''\n\nHe grinned. Xavier wasn't that bad of a guy, dumb jock machismo aside, really... \n\nGetting to date one of the hottest girls around and getting your friends to cheer you on was definitely a confidence booster. Even Nate gave him a bit of a smile as he turned back, even though it was a little forced. Milo was pretty sure the stoat was sweet on Julie. Not that he'd ever be in her league. He was about Milo's height, a bit stockier though, no money in the family and destined for at best a mediocre middle class life, if he was any judge. Didn't help that the light of the early evening sun gave his eyes a slightly unfortunate reddish tint that seemed to play a bit too well into all the things people tended to say about mustelids. Though enough thoughts on Nate and his not so fortunate love life!\n\nHe shook his head, grinning a bit to himself as he was turning back to where Julie was leading him, on to the fancy boutique. Pretty soon, the lottery would begin...\n\nEvening had fallen on the beach, with dancing reds and golds gracing the tiny waves like a street of light leading all the way to the sun, hanging deep over the horizon. It was beautiful, underlining the serene air of a long, exhausting day. Milo let his gaze travel over to where Caleb, Slash and Xavier were standing, shirtless, their fur matted with sweat, accentuating the outlines of their pumped up muscles, the cheetah grinning broadly. The three had gone for some pull-up contest and the cheetah had snatched silver, which had been a whole bunch of gift coupons for that new fancy fast food chain that had opened up here. He had been a good sport though, sharing the first charge of them with everyone, meaning they all were munching down on burgers, hot dogs, chili cheese fries and the rest, Slash flashing him a look as he slowly licked of a bit of stray sauce from his fingers and his lips, his expression somewhere not quite comfortably between flirting and menacing...\n\nJulie was sucking a bit impatiently on her strawberry milkshake, looking over to where the stage had been set up. Staff had been busy, rolling up the big lottery machine, sitting there with the air of impending doom. Milo felt his heart thumping in his chest, his eyes traveling over the gathered crowd. He was not the only one looking nervous. There were two mice, small guys, one slim and with just a slight hint of definition, the other a tiny bit chubby, seeming to self consciously try to hide it with more baggy clothing. Some others tried to look confident, well, trying a bit too much maybe. A large gray wolf was grinning, flashing his white fangs, but his tail betrayed his agitation.\n\nWell, it was hardly surprising. A couple of them would be dead, likely before the sun fully set...\n\nAnd some others would get to legally and without any risk of repercussions or prosecution kill with everyone watching. Eat. Digest. And know they would be safe from the risk of the lottery...\n\nThe unpleasant sounds of the speakers screeching drew the cat from his thoughts, almost making him leap and yelp, his sensitive ears twitching.\n\n``Alright...'', the cheerful female voice sounded across the waiting crowd, as a vixen with well coiffed but hopelessly out of style mass of auburn hair flashed all of them a toothy smile. She was undoubtedly pretty in a kind of eighties television way, a cropped top and hot pants accentuating her slender figure. Milo could see more than one of his friends suddenly looking more interested...\n\n``Sorry to keep all of you fine gentlemen waiting. After all, for some of you, tonight will be the big day. So, are you ready to take a spin? You all know the rules. For every five of you, well, we will have one of you put on the show of your life for us. And another one of you who will help make it so'', she winked, throwing them a kiss before licking her lips. Milo felt a shiver. She, like the women watching, were seeing it from the safe distance of knowing that they would just get to enjoy watching...\n\n``And of course, to my fellow ladies, welcome to you as well. I know you will be just as eager as I am to see what the draw has in store for our boys!''\n\nThis earned her cheers and hoots, including from Julie, whose eyes were gleaming, the milkshake forgotten, the rest of it slowly starting to melt in the tightly clutched cup...\n\n``So, without further ado, let the lottery begin! As you know, I need lots of you strapping lads to come up, write down your name, take a collar and then...'', she paused, grinning, as she patted the machine next to her like a good, obedient pet.\n\n``...then this good old boy will sort you out. So, come here, you all know you gotta do it once, so why not do it tonight on our beautiful beach! What better way to go out for population control and what better way to enjoy yourself a well earned meal!''\n\nThe crowd was in a frenzy, shouts, cheers, clapping, and as Milo could see, a couple of guys finding themselves pushed forward, one it seemed by his own girlfriend, the young donkey looking nervous, gaze darting around before he slowly stepped forward to the stage...\n\nMilo definitely knew he did not want to go like that. He tried to put on his best nonchalant grin as, between Slash and Nate, he walked up to the stage, up the stairs, to the small table where one of the staffers, a green lizard, was giving him an encouraging smile, passing him a pen and a slip of paper.\n\n``Just write down your name, I will put it into one of the balls, so it can go into the machine.''\n\nThe young male had a friendly smile, waiting for Milo to take a breath, making his best effort to get it down, nice and legible, before passing it back to the lizard, who took out a hollow plastic sphere, opening it and depositing first the slip and then the entirety of it into the waiting maw of the machine.\n\n``Good, now the collar. Don't worry, it will just vibrate and blink when your name gets drawn. Well, that is, unless you try to run. It will shock you then, so, just, well, don't try, it only would make things worse...'', he finished, looking almost apologetic. Milo wondered if he might have seen that before. Well, not that running would help much. Trying to escape the lottery, at whatever stage, was pretty much as much a death sentence as being picked for prey. You would lose everything. Really, everything. Not just your wealth, social standing and all that, you also had no legal protections of course. Everyone who found you would be allowed to do whatever he wanted with you...\n\nHe felt a shiver as the collar closed around his neck...\n\nBut then it was done. And he and his friends as well as the other guys, seventeen in total, walked back and rejoined the crowd. For now...\n\nThey were all sorts. Average types. No one excessively small or big, all within reach of eating each other, well, with some helpful injection at least. And even then, Milo was doubtful someone like the slender young mouse would be able to eat someone like Xavier. Well, that was carnivore privilege. They might say that it was all fair and square and a social equalizer, but when it came down to it...\n\n``Milo!'', Julie's voice drew him out of his thoughts. The pink cat was tugging at his bare arm, looking a bit indignantly. He turned to her, grinning apologetically.\n\n``Oh, sorry, what did you say, sweetheart?'', he tried his best smile, but it seemed to barely clear the scowl from her face. \n\n``Well, I was just saying that if you end up getting to eat someone up there, you better make sure I get a good show, right?'', she grinned, eyes gleaming.\n\n``I really want to see one of those guys moan and squirm as they get eaten. You know, put in his place...'', Julie continued, Milo feeling a strange mix of feelings as he watched her. She was obviously starting to get quite turned on, which was hot. But it was also making him feel a bit uncomfortable...\n\n``Oh, believe me, if I get picked, I will do my best to give you a good show, sweetheart'', Milo said, trying his best to look suave and confident. And while he was not sure how well he had done, Julie seemed mollified, clinging to him as they watched the goings-on with quite different emotions...\n\nThere, the large machine was, the plastic spheres inside spinning merrily. Music playing, lights blinking, a drum roll, then the first ball was scooped up, dropped into a contraption and rolled right into the vixen presenter's waiting hand. The sphere sprang open and, even before she had finished reading out the name, they saw the blinking lights around the neck of the gray wolf Milo had watched earlier. And if he had not been in the situation of fearing for the exact same fate to befall him, he would have found it comical. The crowd was parting around him, a cougar, grinning not so friendly next to him, giving him a slap on the back, while the guy's ears were flattened to his skull, his tail tucked between his legs, eyes wide, as he looked in terror up at the stage. From wannabe alpha wolf to whimpering puppy in barely a heartbeat...\n\n``Hunter Greyfield? Awh, come on, do we have to drag you up here, or will you be a good boy and come?'', the vixen said, her cooing voice not managing to sound anything but gleefully condescending.\n\n``Come on, big boy, it's all fair and square, up with you!''\n\nThe wolf jerked, his collar vibrating loud enough for all to hear. His head darted around, but security personnel had already quietly positioned themselves at the edge of the crowd. Large canines. No hint of sympathy in their professional expressions. The audience waited with breath held, until finally, still looking like a scolded puppy, the wolf slowly stumbled forward, to the stage, to cheers and catcalls from the audience. The vixen was patting him on the head, showing off her white fangs, motioning him to a marked spot on the left side of the center stage.\n\n``Well, see, it can hit anyone, herbivore or carnivore alike! So, let us see if our next boy will give us less trouble! Cause this boy here'', she exclaimed, patting the lottery machine, ``sure is not done yet!''\n\nAnd to more raucous applause, the next spinning ball was deposited in her hand.\n\n``And next, we have Cyril Brent! Cyril! Come on, up to the stage with you!'', the announcer called out, her voice loud and cheerful as everyone turned their gaze to the mouse, whose collar was blinking and vibrating, body rigid, as he looked at them. He was the slender one from earlier, his chubby friend next to him giving him a sympathetic look. Unlike the wolf, the mouse did not need a second prodding. Even though his eyes looked dull and his posture stiff, he was walking up, his slender abdomen rising and falling with every breath, as he got in line next to the wolf. Leaving only one spot...\n\nMilo allowed himself to breathe out a sigh of relief. Fifteen left. Fifteen. His chance of getting picked now was the slimmest it could pretty much ever be. Down to a third of what it usually would be! And, and even if he got unlucky, unlikely as it was, with no one else of his friends being picked, that would only leave 9 out of the fourteen predators as ones he would have to worry about. And some of those guys looked like they would be more likely than not to flake out! \n\nHis mouth twisted into a grin, his rapid heartbeat slowing down. Deep breaths...\n\nHe almost was out of it. Almost safe...\n\nAnd then, Milo noticed that the collar around his neck was buzzing...\n\n``Milo! Hey, earth to Milo! Don't space out on us now, kitty cat, up to the stage with you.''\n\nAll eyes were on him now. Everyone next to him had taken a step away. And Julie, Julie was just looking at him. In shock? Surprise? Or something else?\n\nHe could not tell. Because his head was spinning, his heart was hammering, all the more for knowing, from the wolf, that there would be no dignity in stalling, in hesitating. He just wanted to meet eyes with Julie, see that strange expression on her face, but she had turned to Gina. Was not looking at him.\n\nAnd so Milo could only, mechanically, step by step, walk up to the stage. \n\nTrying desperately to tell himself that not all was lost. That he still had a chance, still had their plan...\n\nThen there he was, next to the mouse, next to the wolf, fitting right in the middle between them.\n\nThe wolf still looked completely shocked. The mouse was looking down, his shoulders trembling slightly. It was as if they all had stepped out of the world and entered a new, strange, terrifying reality. Just that it was the same they always had lived in of course. They all had known some hapless young men would end up picked by the lottery, eaten. They just had the comfort of it being ``one of them''...\n\nNo, they were it...\n\n``Now, look here, don't we have three scrumptious meals lined up here? Look at them, two nice little pieces of twink meat and one big hunk! Just gonna have to spin now and see who of you lucky guys gets to claim them! So, all of you, let us give it a cheer for Hunter, Cyril and Milo and the three lucky dudes who get to eat them!''\n\nThe crowd was cheering, wolf whistling, calling out, hungry for the show, especially now that they all knew they were safe. Milo barely had the willpower to try to make eye contact with anyone. When he did, there was careful neutrality on Lee's face. Xave looked a bit apologetic, seeming to try to give him a thumbs up. Little consolation, really. Cindy was looking at him, seeming genuinely shocked...\n\n``Let us start then with Hunter and see if we can find someone man enough for this big hunk of meat! Alright, boys, who of you will it be?'', the Vixen called out, before flipping the big lever, sending the spheres to spin again. Milo watched, seeing the eagerness on some faces. Slash and Xavier were both leaning forward, even Caleb seemed to be fixated on the draw, while the chubby mouse was looking up at his friend, with a mix of relief and pity on his face. The music was sounding over the speakers, then, the sudden crescendo as the ball dropped and the vixen popped it open.\n\n``And the lucky guy who gets to eat him? It's Ian Ambrose! Ian, come up to us, you lucky guy, you get to have the big meal!''\n\nPeople were letting out cheers, but this time, they were mixed with laughter. For the lucky winner was the donkey, whose girlfriend, a rather petite looking weasel, was eagerly pushing him forward, even though, if anything, he seemed almost as shocked as Milo had been. He looked to his right, to his left, grinning nervously, as if expecting someone to tell him it all had just been a joke. That there would be someone calling out `just kidding'. But of course, no one did. Only when his collar started vibrating, did he slowly step up, ears flopping about as he clambered towards the stage, taking position on the right, facing the wolf. People applauded. Some, like the big stallion he had seen among the guys setting up the stage shouting encouragement. Others still were making their amusement known, whether at him or the wolf. Milo himself felt his heart sink a little. Well, there was still the chubby mouse, when it came to potential predators looking like they might flake. And there were still his friends...\n\nHe barely listened to what the announcer was saying next, startled when the music played, seeing the mouse next to him shiver. They were going with the same order as the initial selection.\n\nAgain, the crescendo, the ball plopping out. Milo's heart was sinking as he saw the lights going up around Xavier's neck. Heard the hyena crying out in happy glee, turning to his left and his right, getting claps on the back from the other guys, as he practically ran up to the stage, grinning at the audience, before taking off the quite well worn tank top he had been wearing, tossing it towards where the others were, with Lee catching it with a smirk, as the hyena made a point to flex his muscles, before stepping into space, clapping the donkey next to him on the back, grinning toothily at the mouse and avoiding eye contact with Milo. Yeah, thanks man, you are a big help...\n\nMilo was trembling, as the announcer went on. He saw her lips moving, but he could not bring himself to listen to himself being commented on, sold to the audience like a piece of meat at the market. So he was almost thankful when the music started playing, his heart hammering twice for every beat of the drum roll. He looked at his friends. Caleb, Lee, Nate, Slash. One in three. Please, one in three! Or maybe the mouse! He would take his chances with the mouse! He watched them, saw Caleb, his whole body rigid and stiff, as was Lee's. Slash was too, but the way he was looking at him made him shiver. Not him! Okay, not him! Milo remembered that one night, after that party. The way the larger, muscular body had pressed against him. The way his warm breath had washed over his face, the amused grin as Milo had pushed him off. He had always felt a bit uncomfortable about it. Had been now and then furtively eyeing the cheetah, as if to catch him giving him that look again. That wanton, hungry one. But nothing really had happened after that. Until now...\n\nHis heart hammered. Expecting any moment to see the collar around his neck light up as the music would stop. Expecting him to come up to him, on stage. Telling him with his eyes that the plan was off.\n\nBut that did not happen. Instead, the collar that lit up was Nate!\n\nThe stoat gave a startled sound, looking left, right, as if he could not believe it was him. Milo saw Xavier's face lighting up on the other side of the stage. Grinning at him. Mouth forming silent words. But Milo was too relieved to really look back. His eyes briefly met Julie's, smiling at her, smiling at Cindy for good measure, at Nate, before remembering that he better should not show his relief in public, trying his best to put on a neutral expression as he watched the stoat walk up to the stage. He barely cared about whatever teasing, humorous spiel the vixen was spouting. He just felt so relieved. He would never ever call Xavier stupid again! Never. He could hug that big yeen, right here and now. And Nate. Heck, Slash too, now that the fear of the cheetah very legally eating and maybe also fucking him on stage was off the table. There was Nate. God, the guy was no taller than him. He might perhaps have been a bit worried with Caleb, but, Nate? Heh, yeah, stoat eating a cat, good joke!\n\nHe looked at his friend, who had now taken his spot, at the end of the row of preds, right next to Xavier. But...\n\nWhen he met his eyes, there was something definitely off. They were gleaming. Red, feverish. Nate was looking at him, grinning, almost apologetically. Milo felt his own barely suppressed grin faltering. Because he knew that look. The same look the cheetah had given him that night. And just now, in the crowd. \n\n``Now, before the show begins, with our lucky Hunter turned prey here, as you all know, you get to request anything, gags to keep those boys from making too much noise, a nice shot to help you get them down, or, of course'', here the Vixen paused, grinning dirtily, ``any other little helper to fit something into a nice, tight opening, we have you covered. Otherwise, time for you lads to strip, like our yeen boy here is already doing for us, and for the feasting to begin!''\n\nMilo just watched, his heart feeling like it just had stopped, as he saw Nate leaning over to one of the staffers that had come up to the three predators, saying something he could not hear. Then he caught a glimpse of the little bulge that had formed in the stoat's pants. He was trembling, ears flattened to his skull as he caught his friend's gaze and saw him grinning...\n\nNow, was it wrong to break your promise to a friend? Well, yeah, likely. Couldn't really defend that, Nate had to admit to himself. But, was he ever going to get a chance like this again? Likely not!\n\nWould he have done it with any of the others? Well, less likely. But Milo? Golden boy? The one they all thought would get daddy to write him a note to say he was to be excused from having his life on the line like the rest of the plebs? Heck yes! If Nate had had the good fortune to be born into all that privilege, he sure as heck wouldn't have squandered it to the point that he'd have to look at one in five odds to be someone's supper. So, seemed like the kitty only got what he deserved. Nate's only thought was how he would sell it to the others. Some might understand, but he wasn't really keen on getting a bad rep over it. So, how to do it? Well, he could maybe play it as being afraid that they'd be found out, but... Nah, that wouldn't fly most likely. Well, if he didn't think of anything, he could always just give the cat a good scare, maybe start on it and then play it like he just tasted that bad he could not bring himself to eat him? Heh, might be fun as well...\n\n``Heh, well, tough luck, buddy. Bet you would also like to get to chow down on some grass eater. Got that friend who told me he once ate a buck, right off his cock, and he was still moaning and cumming as he was swallowing him down. Told ya, herbivores, wired differently! Gonna make that mouse boy moan for my belly as I make him take my cock!'', Xavier was whispering excitedly, with Nate giving the mouse in question an amused look. Yeah, right dude, that guy is only so quiet because he likely is frozen in panic...\n\nBut then it hit him. And mentally, he was thanking the big oaf for giving him the idea.\n\n``Huh, funny you say that...'', he whispered back, gears spinning in his head.\n\n ``Cause, you know, I did talk with Milo. Thought he was joking at first, but, he did say that if anyone was to eat him, he wouldn't mind if it was one of us...''\n\nThe hyena was looking at him, eyes wide, slack jawed: ``Wait, what? Milo? For real now?''\n\nNate nodded, his tongue just running away with it: ``Yeah, you see, never wondered why someone like him didn't get to escape the lottery? He told me he kinda gets off on the idea. Just, you know, bit nervous to admit it and all. Heck, who knows, he has money, he might have fixed the whole thing even. I mean, not that I am saying he did it, but, makes you wonder, doesn't it? I once went to his room to get something and, well, still stank of semen and had his laptop open on some site. Really kinky masochistic shit, I tell you...''\n\nNate almost had to laugh at the hyena's expression. There was a mix of disbelief, shock, but also... jealousy? The guy sure was eager to believe it. Well, no wonder. Xave was the sort of guy who was happy to put people into the ``submissive bitch'' category, men or women...\n\n``Oh, like, wow... The guy should have told me, I would have taken care of that for him. No reason to do the lottery then, or, hey, think he did it to do us a favor? Like, taking one for the team?''\n\nNate tilted his head slightly, as if he seriously was considering the idea, nodding, before both of them turned to the announcer, who had just addressed them.\n\nAs expected, Xavier, already down to his shorts, was quick to disrobe, tossing them to their friends, showing that he was both going commando, and already half hard underneath. Well, so was Nate. Even if he was a bit less uninhibited than the big hyena, the thought of what he was going to do to Milo made his cock throb. He could fuck the little pampered twat, right there and then. That would put a stop to all the jokes. Stuff like `that dick's wasted on you, shorty' or `ya think stoat makes as good a cock warmer as it does a furcoat'. Yeah, he remembered Milo smirking along to one of those...\n\n``Do you need anything?'', a staffer, a middle aged but pretty good looking cougar was asking, leaning down to him with an almost maternal look, her grin making him think she might not be a stranger to eating up young men herself...\n\n``Umh, well, a gag I think...'', Nate answered, his mind still reeling, eager to make his plan work. Couldn't have Milo ruin it by saying something inconvenient. And, heck, he would spin something for the others about that later. The cougar grinned, flashing her teeth.\n\n``We got ball gags laced with a little something that helps make those boys give us a bit more of a show. Crowd always likes to see them go down with a boner, you know? Some lube for that big boy you're packing might be good, too, gonna be more fun for you as well. And, hmmh, want a little shot? He's a bit taller than you, even if he is rather skinny...'', the lady grinned. Nate felt a bit of a flush. Damn. He was doing this. Fuck, it got him excited. And the cougar lady did not help there either.\n\n``Umh, no shot, I think I can take him, but the rest sounds good! Umh, and yeah, definitely more fun if he gets nice and hard for the last trip...'', he said, not sure if he needed to bother with his quickly spun yarn with her, but, eh, just keep it neutral. He had attended a lottery crowd once. He remembered that he had been kinda surprised by the boners. And how little the prey made a fuss, really. But, guess that was why. He could not help the smirk as the cat looked at him, the panic in his eyes, the tremble as he stripped, just as Nate did. Both he and the other guys were already not quite soft anymore down in the groin. Even without any help. Maybe it was the tension, maybe it was something in the air, but he sure was not complaining. He just loved that face he put on when they came with the gag. And just as he opened his mouth to say something, the rubber ball was put in place. And he could, even after just a few moments, see the change in those eyes, as whatever they had on it seemed to start taking effect...\n\nMilo felt weirdly numb, as things went on. Their plan was all built on trust. On believing that the other guy would hold to the bargain. But when it came down to it, what did he have? If he shouted and screamed, Nate, no, all of them, would have to pretend that he was just making stuff up. Because what they were doing, hard as it was to prove, very much was against the rules. They would all get into trouble. And, the damn thing was, as much as the look the stoat was giving him sent him into a cold panic, his best, his only hope, and he knew that, was to play along. To hope that Nate was really just playing it up, to SAVE him against any possible accusation of foul play. And that was killing him. He tried for a moment to catch Xavier's gaze, but the hyena was just looking at him strangely, as if he wasn't sure what to make of him. And Julie...\n\nShe looked excited... She did not spare him a proper glance, did not meet his eyes, but he knew her. Knew that way her tongue flicked out over her lips, the same she would do when they were watching a movie she was really into. Lee and Caleb just seemed focused, they likely still thought this was all part of the plan. Slash was the only one who looked at him directly. And he just winked.\n\nHe saw the cougar lady that had been talking to Nate come over, giving him a grin that held no mercy, holding one of those gags in her hand. His heart was thumping as he opened his mouth, not daring to resist, the rubber tasting strange in his mouth, making breathing a bit awkward. His head was starting to feel hazy...\n\nIt seemed he was the only one getting one of them though. Xavier, naked and hard, was busy greasing up his fully erect cock, grinning like a kid on Christmas morning, the mouse just looking at him with wide eyes. The guy was stiff. Not just with fear. Milo had not paid enough attention to see if it was because of what the green lizard had just injected him with, or the fear or something else. Frankly, he did not care that much. The guy was dead meat. No way Xavier would do anything but eat the poor bastard right off his cock. The big lug was likely even gonna think he was doing the mouse boy a favor giving him a last fuck. The yeen sure liked to tell himself he was the kind of stud people secretly wanted to be banged by. And just too ashamed to admit it. Yeah, sure, tell that to yourself. But it's not like you're gonna get any when you hardly bother to shower most days. Girls usually aren't into that, even if you had a sixpack and an attitude. The donkey meanwhile...\n\nMilo just wished he could trade places with that wolf across from the equine, cause the staff pretty much had to push him along every step of the way. They had gotten the equine to strip, they also had gotten him the shot, lubed him up, but the donkey looked as scared as the wolf, who was staring with wide eyes an embarrassment at the thick, throbbing boner he was sporting. Milo wished the guys could keep those down already. Cause he very much did not like how his own had been stirring for a while now, almost as if by peer pressure. And he was not even really into guys, damn it!\n\nKinda hard though, well, not to get hard when you were surrounded by a bunch of guys all popping a massive boner. And it was only getting worse. He felt precum dripping from his tip, droplets hitting the stage beneath him. While everyone was watching. Nate with a wicked grin, Xavier with a strange look. Surprise mixed with something almost soft. Giving him a leer, the same he was usually trying on girls. What the fuck is wrong with you, dude?!\n\nAnd still, somehow the whole thing was strangely intimate, despite the eyes of the public on them. Six men, all hard and leaking, with very different emotions boiling inside of them, with just the vixen strutting between them seeming to keep the building tension at bay...\n\nMilo wished so badly he could run...\n\nBut he knew it would just make it worse. After all, he still had that collar on. All they needed to do was press a button...\n\n``Right, now that we have all our boys ready, time to start the fun! Are you excited? Well, I know our six boys here are, such good lads, really. Especially you three scrumptious morsels there!''\n\nLaughter from the crowd followed, making Milo's face burn with heat. He wished the shameful humiliation could at least get his damn erection to go down, but, if anything, it was getting worse by the second. Yes, they definitely had done something to them. It had to be that gag. That strange taste!\n\n``So, let's get started with our first two lucky boys, Ambrose and Hunter! I mean, just look at that donkey and what he is sporting and look at that big, strapping wolf!'', the vixen exclaimed, sending them all a lewd wink as she gave both men's shoulders a squeeze for good measure. As if she was sampling the meat at the market. And she was totally toying with the wolf, getting into his space, almost flirtily, making the guy flustered and his cock throb. While she obviously was salivating at the chance of seeing him publicly humiliated. Then, she just spun around, leaving him hanging, while she clapped the donkey on the back, giving him a push forward as she stepped out of the way.\n\nAmbrose let out a weak, braying sound, his movement jerky, his long ears looking almost comical. Milo had to admit, both guys were pretty well built. Strong muscles, slender and toned on the donkey with just a bit of bulk, while almost bodybuilder level beef on the wolf. The donkey made up for it in cock size though. Big, throbbing, dripping precum on the stage, leaving a trail, until their tips touched in a lewdly intimate moment. Both of them trembling, tension, fear, the audience watching with pent breath. Even Milo. He thought he could hear the drip of precum hitting the floor, shafts rubbing together as the Donkey stepped closer. Closer still. The pert nubs of their nipples were touching. The equine slowly stretched out a hand, as if to touch, his mouth opening...\n\n``I, I can't, I just can't!'', his cry rang across the stage, across the audience, then he just bolted, cock flopping about, not even bothering to pick up his clothes. Just as much as no one from the staff bothered to stop him. Those were the rules. A moment of silence, then loud laughs and jeers from the audience, leaving only the still stunned looking wolf, hard, ears flattened back, eyes wide...\n\n``Ah, well, guess you can lead a donkey to dinner, but you cannot make him eat, right guys?'', the vixen's voice sounded through the speakers, microphone in her hand as she grinned at them, showing her white teeth. The wolf, meanwhile, seemed to take some time to parse what had happened. His ears perked back up, looking around himself, as if waiting for the staff to descend on him, dragging him to who knew what fate. But nothing happened. So, he just started to grin, his tail, tugged behind his legs, starting to wag, fist in the air as he let out a cry, half relief, half pure joy.\n\n``Woooohaaa! Man, you, you're the best! Fuck, yeah, thanks, donkey! I owe you big time!'', he cried out, looking around one last time, before he tore off the collar, jumping first for joy and then just off the stage. Maybe after Ambrose to express his gratitude, maybe just back to safety. Either way, laughter accompanied him, since while he had flung away his collar, he, just like the donkey, had not bothered to pick up his discarded clothes. People had come to see a death, but, seemed like they were, for now, quite happy to be presented with a comedy instead...\n\nDamn, why could that not have been me!\n\n``Haha, well, who knows, maybe our donkey boy has made himself a friend if not a meal at least. I'm telling you, wolf boy, you better make sure you show some gratitude, take it like a good boy, eh?''\n\nThe vixen laughed, turning back to the crowd, slowly licking her lips as she eyed both Xavier and the mouse. Milo flung the rodent a quick glance. Like him, he looked crestfallen, likely wishing just as he was that that could have been him... But instead he was facing Xavier, and the hyena was already striking a pose, flexing his muscles, as he licked his chops, waiting for his big moment...\n\n``Alright, so, after our first two boys were a no show, let us see what our hyena here has got for us! Looks like he is eager already! Let us see what our mouse boy here has to say...'', she drawled, walking over to the mouse, shoving the microphone right at him. The mouse looked up, eyes wide, suddenly in the focus. Milo could see the vixen crowding into his space, giving him a merciless grin.\n\n``So, since it looks like you will be our opening act after all, any last words? Want to say hi to anyone in the crowd and tell them what a great time you're having? Come on, Cyril, don't be shy...'', she cooed, leaning in close, getting the mouse all flustered, so all he got out was some incoherent, high pitched sound, as he suddenly felt the groping hand, playing with him, feeling him up.\n\n``Ah, yeah, `squeak', classy answer there from our boy Cyril! So, Xavier, got anything for us to say before you dig in?'', she turned to the hyena, still grinning, showing off his big teeth, the vixen seeming to be less eager to get all up close to him, which Milo wondered if he even noticed. Nah, the guy was busy flexing and showing off his muscles, the tan and brown fur stretching tight over them, as he pushed his groin forward, letting his stiff cock bounce, before he tried his supposedly seductive grin towards the audience.\n\n``Well, just gonna hope you lubed that boy up good, so he can enjoy his last ride, all good and proper. With his size, I?m gonna have him down in just three gulps!''\n\nIt earned him some laughs and cheers, though mainly from some other fratboy knuckleheads. Caleb was giving him a hoot, Lee was just rolling his eyes, Slash only grinned, while Julie and the other girls were snickering, heads together. But the hyena seemed not to bother even noticing, he just made a confident stride forward, grinning at the mouse, trying to be suave and seductive again.\n\n``Hnnnh, now, come here, boy, you gonna love that dick as much as I will love eating that tight ass of yours off my cock...''\n\nCyril just stared at him, not moving, making Xavier shrug, the big hand reaching out, the mouse flinching, but not daring to run, as he was dragged forward, spun around, made to face the crowd with Xavier, presenting him like a price, taking one of the big ears between his teeth, playfully tugging at it, as his hand went down, rather roughly grabbing the mouse's cock, almost shaking it at the audience, making little drops of precum fly everywhere. His grin got, if possible, even more smug.\n\n``Hey, see? Told you, Caleb, those guys are wired differently from us, that boy likes it!'', he shouted, over the feeble whimpers coming from the trembling rodent, his eyes wide open. The crowd was laughing.\n\n``Dude, that guy's terrified, that is a fear boner!'', the panther shouted back, his chest heaving with laughter. Xavier just grinned even more broadly in return, having no trouble lifting the much smaller male up, spreading his legs, clumsily angling his throbbing tip for the boy's asshole.\n\n ``Yeah, you're just jealous! I tell you, I'm gonna make that prey bitch beg for it!'', the hyena shouted back, fumbling about a bit as he aimed his cock for the tight hole...\n\nNate could not help but grin. And not even so much at Xave trying to play the suave and sexy predator, but the way that mouse was looking in reaction. Poor guy knew he was just about to be fucked with a hard on for all to see and be eaten right after. And that the guy doing it to him was a big oaf who seriously thought he was a wet dream come to life likely only had to add insult to injury. Well, unless the mouse boy actually had a thing for big, unkempt hunks. If so, well, he doubted it was enough to make him happy with ending up inside of one. He was squeaking and whimpering as the meat was rammed inside, Xave not really considering doing much to help it, with his hands busy holding him up and waving him about for the audience. It made the mouse's erect cock flop about not only up and down but side to side, flinging drops of leaking precum to hit the first row of the audience, causing one half disgusted, half amused ``ewwwh!'' from whoever it had hit. He saw the mouse wince, the pink visible beneath the pale fur growing more pronounced. Pink like his throbbing dick.\n\n``P, please...'', the soft whimper barely made it out of his mouth, but Xave's ears were twitching, his grin growing a bit softer. One of his hands went to the boy's chest, clumsily groping.\n\n ``Awh, yeah, no worry baby, I am gonna give it to you good. Gonna make you cream yourself nice and good before I'm gonna gobble ya dawn'', he said, his soft, wannabe teasing tone making more laughter break out from the audience, the mouse just letting out another squeak as the fucking grew more vigorous, the groping hand going wherever, twisting a nipple, claws running down his abdomen, brushing against the swollen, dripping pink shaft. Xave had to be close, eyes shut, letting out a growling moan as his hips kept bucking forward. Guy was either a quick trigger or very pent up.\n\n But the drug they gave them had to be pretty good, because so was mouse boy.\n\n ``Hnnnh, nnnnh! No, please, nnaaargh!'', he got out, words lost in helpless sounds as he saw the spasms, that pink shaft twitching as he shot his load half over the floor, half over his own body, as Xave kept thrusting, the lewdly wet noises and the thick, creamy white liquid gushing from the mouse's ass crack telling everyone he was done. And apparently quite pleased with his performance. Well, admittedly, he was big. And made a pretty big mess. So, well, better make sure not to lose out to this. He might not be able to display the same sheer power, but, hey, he could always make his food squirm and scream more...\n\n``Well, looks like our first two boys are done playing, so, come on, yeen boy, mouse meat, give us a good show you two, don't hog the fun for yourself!'', the vixen chuckled into the microphone.\n\nAnd surely, the mouse did not get long to recover from his humiliating orgasm, for better or worse. Xave's stomach led out a loud rumble, amplified as the vixen strutted over, placing her microphone right against it. Laughter from the audience. A big grin from Xave, who seemed to neither notice or likely care that it was almost as much at him as at the rodent and his impending fate.\n\nHe just gave a toothy grin, licking his lips demonstratively, as he hosted the boy up, right of his cock, causing the mouse to let out a pained whimper that drowned out his shaky pleas. Nate was not really sure what he was expecting at that point anyway. Did he think Xave was likely to decide at the last minute that, no, he was not hungry after all. Yeah, don't waste your breath squeaky boy, you're gonna be needing all of it soon. Nate grinned, watching as that maw opened wide, descending on the panicked face. Then, those arms flexed, as Xave just tossed him up, drips of pearly white flying everywhere from the still leaking tip, as the mouse hung there in the air, as the hyena's neck bulged in an almost comical fashion. For a moment, there was a weird sound, Xave's body shaking, as if he couldn't take the mouse after all. But then, those muscles around his throat kicked in, moving quickly, sweat running down the hyena's flanks, arms grabbing the flailing legs, pushing them down, hard.\n\nThey could watch the bulge the head and then the shoulders were making quickly travel down, until Xave finally sank to the ground, only the feet and tail sticking from his mouth. Just a few more gulps, then the deed was done, the large male grinning sheepishly, throat working, maybe getting the last of the long tail down. Finally, all there was was a loud, resounding burp, followed by cheers.\n\n ``Well, first boy down! Time for our last two lucky guys! Nate, Milo, don't be shy now, we want to see some more action!''\n\nCheers erupted, Nate could see their friends, all watching, as was Julie...\n\n He was not quite sure he could read her expression, but, what he did know was that she had been watching with rapt attention. He had seen her lick her lips and grin as the mouse had gone down. He'd give her a show, alright. Milo never had deserved her. So, who knew, maybe with him down...\n\nJust none of that fling the prey in the air. That had almost failed spectacularly for Xave, and he was a huge guy eating a little rodent. No, well, he would show them what a flexible mustelid body was good for. And, hey, cats were pretty flexible buggers too, not that he minded if Milo would squeal a bit...\n\nMilo was trembling, looking at the stoat as Nate slowly came closer. He was hard. Leaking in fact. And, as shameful as it was, so was Milo. He had had a front row seat on the mouse boy's final moments. He had not only seen it, he had smelled it. Felt the heat and electricity in the air. And had he not been next on the block for this, he was pretty sure he would have enjoyed it. Been in the crowd to cheer and rib Xave. And it had been a mouse after all. The kind of guy Milo would have wanted to eat. The kind of guy Julie would have liked him better for putting the prey in his place.\n\nBut Milo was going to be that guy next. The food. He had very little doubt about it when he looked into Nate's eyes. There was something cruel in them, making them seem to almost gleam red. Nate was going to break their deal. And there was nothing he could do about it. He could not run, could not struggle, could not plead.\n\nHe winced, suddenly feeling the stoat's pointy claws on his shoulder. Nate was leaning in to him, close enough Milo could smell the sharp scent of his arousal, smell his breath. Knowing he would soon get much more intimately familiar with it. Likely with both...\n\n``I'm gonna fuck Julie while your dead ass is still stewing in my belly, kitty boy. You don't know how happy I am to finally put you where you belong. You getting it all, old money, the prettiest girl, all that shit. And now, thanks to fate apparently having some sense of humor, I'll make sure you will BE shit.''\n\nMilo felt the feeble, muffled sound escaping his throat even through the gag, his eyes wide. He heard the cheers of the crowd like a background chorus, his body shaking as he felt himself pulled forward. Part of him wanted to struggle, try to at least not give Nate the satisfaction of going along easily, but the thing was, he felt numb, weak. Maybe just from whatever the gag had been laced with, maybe partly from the shock, but it was like a heavy, weighted blanket was draped over him, making his muscles feel weak even at the thought of moving. His heart was thumping in his chest, Nate was behind him, walking him forward, grabbing him by the chin to make him face the crowd. Look at Julie, mouth open, her face hard to read, Caleb and Lee looking confused, Slash...\n\nThe cheetah was shrugging his shoulders, before giving him a wink and a toothy grin...\n\nHe knew his damn cock was still rigid. As was Nate's, pressing against his rear from behind, sticky and warm, smearing precum and greasy lube over his fur. Then the vixen's voice, all close.\n\n``Now, what do you think, can Nate here fit Milo in when he is about his size? What do you say, ladies and gentlemen? Well, I say, nothing but finding out for ourselves! Just careful with that little boner there, weasel boy, I've seen eyes getting poked with those!''\n\nLaughter followed, Milo wishing he could get it down. But all it did was jerk and throb, as if reacting to the public humiliation. Or to Nate's touch. Because the stoat's grip was changing, roaming, as if he wanted to make sure to rile him up. What the fuck was he doing?!\n\n``Seems our kitty boy likes that? What do you say, should we tease him some more?'', she chuckled and the crowd burst out in cheers. Nate gave his cock an almost painful squeeze, making Milo let out a startled yelp that sounded even through the gag. His cheeks were burning. Nate was harshly whispering into his ear as he gave it another rough squeeze: ``When she sees you slip off my cock and into my mouth, she will see perfectly what an upgrade she is getting. And don't you even think of jizzing before I get you down, don't want to have your cum all over my taste buds.''\n\nFor emphasis, he felt just a brushing of sharp claws, right against his scrotum. Promise of real agony. And even though Milo knew he would be dead soon, to his shame, part of him was cowed by that. Cowed by the threat of harsh acids burning on intimate flesh ripped open rather than what, in many cases, was maybe mostly suffocation. Maybe even not too painful. Not that he trusted Nate in having any intention of making this easy on him...\n\n``Awh, some sweet nothings from pred to prey? Boys, that is cute and all, but we want to see a show! So, come one, fuck him first or just eat him!'', the Vixen drawled. And Nate did not waste any time it seemed. He could not see his face of course, but he bet the bastard was grinning as he spread his ass cheeks and just rammed his cock right against his hole. It hurt and his ass was clenching, but all it earned him was maybe a moment of reprieve. Nate was greased up enough to make Milo's sphincter slick with it with just a few clumsy pokes. And thus, it did not take long for him to be angled just right and push him open. Milo bit down on the gag, feeling the strange taste of whatever they had put on it even more sharply on his taste buds, making his head swim. It helped. Somewhat. The pain seemed dulled, but conversely, it made his cock feel painfully, uncomfortably stiff. Behind him, Nate let out a ragged, snarling breath, trembling as he pushed deeper. His hips bucking, he drove himself onward, claws digging into Milo's skin, sharp and painful, especially when a shift in their bodies made them press right against one of his nipples. The worst thing though was that, beyond the drugs, something about it felt good. Pressure against a spot, like an itch seldom getting scratched. Making the impulse flare up to groan into the gag, push back, just to get some more of it. As if not only the bastard of a stoat, but even his own body was trying to betray him. He wished it would just end quickly, but Nate was not done yet. Sharp teeth bit into his neck, making him throw back his head, his body jolting, before it went still, as the pressure increased. He was not sure if Nate was drawing blood, but instinct made him go still, trembling in the grip, his cock oozing a thick strand of precum, dripping down on the stage.\n\nHe tried to blend out the crowd, the faces, the voices, lowering his head, closing his eyes as the humiliating mix of pain, pleasure and shame washed over him. Nate's thrusting was growing quicker, more frantic, lewdly slick, deep inside of him. The bastard was really big...\n\nAnd he wasn't done with humiliating the cat. The teeth let go of his neck, but in return, he felt himself yanked up by the hair, made to look right at the crowd. And right at one specific person in it. Julie was not meeting his eyes, her gaze just brushing over him with what seemed a mixture of revulsion and fascination. As if he was some dirty yet fascinating specimen, dangling on a hook, dripping with his own juices, as his life was slowly trickling away.\n\n``Julie, I just wanted to say sorry for stealing your boyfriend, but, erh, I think he really is into this...'', the stoat laughed, the crowd joining in. Julie was drawing a little scowl that somehow managed to still make her look pretty. Her expression was half annoyed, half amused.\n\n``If you're sorry, maybe you should have eaten him AFTER he bought me that cute new dress! Can't you boys keep it in your pants long enough for that at least?'' Laughter erupted. Milo wished he could look away, but Nate was keeping his head up, claws digging into his scalp, his cock still pumping into him, if a bit more slowly now. Julie's chilly disregard hurt even more than Nate's betrayal. Worse yet, everyone thought he liked it! Worst of all, his cock really seemed to...\n\n``Well, hnnnnh, how about I buy it for you then? C, nnnnh, could make it a date, you know, once this guy is all where, heeeh, I think he knows he belongs...'' More jeering.\n\nJulie's expression went  from a scowl to a grin, pursing her lips, before finally giving a nonchalant shrug, brushing back a stray strand of her beautiful pink hair: ``Well, I'll consider it...''\n\nShe grinned, showing that seductive gleam Milo knew he had not seen for quite a while. He knew her. Even if she acted all aloof, her posture told him she was excited. Excited as she dispassionately looked at him, just as Nate let go of his head, putting his hand up, maybe in some gesture, letting out a triumphant sound as he began slamming into him again. Hard...\n\nThe stoat's vigorous thrusts were speeding up quickly, telling him the ride was nearing its end, spurred on by the cheers of the crowd. And just as his body clenched in instinctive reaction as he went even deeper, sending a rush of sharp pain through him, he heard a sudden, almost squeaky noise, the motion stopping for a moment, just before picking up in quick, staccato thrusts, as he felt himself being filled up, bred with spurt after spurt of warm semen.\n\nDon't come! Don't come! Don't come!\n\nHe repeated to himself. Because even if it might have been an act of rebellion to make Nate swallow him, jizz and all, the prospect of the personal humiliation was worse. So he just remained there, still grabbed from behind, hard and leaking precum as he heard the quick, snarling breaths against his neck, felt the rapid heartbeat against his own body.\n\n``Well, seems our boy Nate has fed the kitty some cream. So, Milo, boy, you know what's the proper thing to do now? Riiiight! You return the favor and feed your man some meat like a good little pussy cat!''\n\nHe felt himself shivering, fur standing on end, the motions of the cock inside of him making cum start to leak from his ass, a messy trickle running down through his fur, smearing it, just as he could feel the warm breath, right on his ears. He knew what had to come next and it only made it worse.\n\nWarm saliva was running down his hair, matting it down, teeth scraping over his scalp, as Nate's jaws unhinged. For a brief moment, Milo thought that maybe, maybe, Nate would not be able to actually swallow him. That he might get out of this alive after all. But that hope was quickly dashed as he heard the pop of bones coming loose, the wet squelch of tight flesh. And then, darkness descended over him.\n\nHad he had the power to, Milo might have madly squirmed to get free, but as before, his body just did not seem to be able to muster much resistance. Just some helpless jerks and twitches, as he felt Nate?s hand grabbing him beneath his armpits, pushing as the jaws stretched around him. And with a wet sound that was all around him, his shoulders slipped in...\n\nAnd with that, Milo knew for sure he was doomed. This was the hardest part. Where his body was widest. If Nate could take that, he... he would take the rest. And he did not waste much time. Milo was almost marveling at how he could swallow so much of him, while his cock was still stuck inside of him, but that was not for long. The pain of his own body being forced to twist and bend with him made him whimper, his movements making the still pretty stiff rod rub right against that sensitive spot, making his cock leak more precum. Just thinking of how that had to look was embarrassing. And still, his erection was throbbing, bobbing up and down, even if at least the sounds of the crowd were now mercifully muffled. And then, with a wet, slick sensation, Nate slid out of him, his cum smearing all over Milo's short, blue fur. The hands grabbed him by the waist, half lifting him up, before Nate seemed to change his mind, letting him sink down onto the floor, pushing and gulping, almost like a thick, furry snake trying to engulf a meal way too big for it. But, Milo was not...\n\nNot too big. He just kept sliding in, pushed by the clawed hands, pulled in by the undulations of the throat. He did not even make Nate gag...\n\nThe stoat just went on to devour him whole, until Milo could feel the tongue against his ass, felt teeth and lips against his still stiff, leaking cock. His heart almost stopped beating when he felt the sharp graze over his balls, going rigid with panic. And Nate seemed content to keep him like that, using the time to readjust his grip, before another swallow pressed his cock right against the stoat's palate. The slick, smooth sensation sent a shameful jolt through his whole body, his helpless whimper mercifully muffled by the gag and the tight flesh. The sharp smell of acid was assaulting his nose, his eyes pressed shut to avoid the burn he was about to face. Just the thought of the acid, the same acid that would slowly eat him up, getting anywhere sensitive made him almost panic. His head was swimming, his consciousness starting to flicker, in and out, as he had to hold his breath. Maybe he could just pass out, have it be over with? The worst part was that with his dizzy mind, he could not stop his body reacting. His hips instinctively humping against soft, slippery flesh, before the grazing of sharp claws on his paw pads woke him up. Nate seemed intent to make it clear that he did not want to end up with cat cum in his throat. It was almost hysterical to think that it was their one point of agreement.\n\nMilo yelped as he suddenly felt his legs hoisted up in the air, then suddenly, it all went much quicker, gulp after gulp, the throat compressing tight around him, the vice-like grip both agonizing and arousing around his straining cock. It felt pretty intense, just that long, slick slide. Maybe even too intense, where it became almost a bit painful. But then, it was over, just a mad struggle to readjust, until he was there, in the tight chamber, sitting in the pool of acids and enzymes, as a loud burp shook the walls. For a moment, he was struggling, panicking, unable to breathe. But then, as if in response, fresh air streamed in, his body inhaling eagerly, even though he knew it was only to prolong his humiliation...\n\nNate grinned, his burp sounding through the speakers, to raucous cheers, as the vixen grinned back at him, giving his squirming gut a pat. The stoat felt bloated like a tick, his bulging belly almost comically big in proportion to his body. But he had done it. Fuck, yeah! He had done it! Eaten that cat!\n\nAnd he just could not help grinning with giddy delight, taking a moment to take in the question the perky vixen had asked him. He chuckled, looking down, seeing the imprint of Milo's rigid cock, showing up, giving him a quick inspiration for what to say...\n\n``Oh, any words about my meal? Well, I can just say he was damn delicious. Though, maybe that aftertaste of cum is a bit of an acquired thing. Can still taste it on the burp, you know'', he chuckled, taking some delight in the extra humiliation. Honestly, he had no idea if Milo had shot his load, certainly could not taste it, which he was glad for, but, hey, it served his story for the guys...\n\n``Been pretty fun. You guys all saw he liked it a bit rough and that's what I gave him. You know, it's not just the herbivores, as much as it may surprise you...'', he winked, letting his gaze travel over to Xave, who was rubbing his swollen, still slightly stirring gut. The guy was grinning like an idiot.\n\nNate thought he could take advantage of the example though, add a bit on top...\n\nSo he reached down and rubbed his own hands, very deliberately, right over where he could feel Milo's cock poking hard and firm against his belly walls. Yeah, show us what a little slutty prey fag you are...\n\n``Owh, guys, I think Nate's right, Milo boy still seems to be ready for a round two! And isn't Nate sweet, helping him out?'', the vixen almost purred into the microphone. Cheers erupted from the crowd at her words and Nate could see how Julie was rolling her eyes, shaking her head, though not at him...\n\nNate was pretty sure that any lingering affection she might have had for Milo would quickly melt the more he could sell the story that the guy had actually wanted it. So he made sure to give the kitty some more teasing rubs. Now that he was in his belly, he frankly did not care much either way whether he ended up jizzing out the contents of his balls over his stomach walls or not. It would all end up digested anyway. And, hey, they said eating another male's private parts was good for the libido at least...\n\nHe thought he could hear some pretty desperate whimpering sounds from inside. Maybe even signs Milo was trying to get away from the touch. Well, tough luck. The way his stomach tightly clung to him, there was no chance of that. He just made sure to swallow some more air. The squirms did, to his surprise, actually feel rather nice. Nice enough for his own spent cock to stir pleasantly. The fact that the cat had had it coming aside, Milo had been a pretty good meal. Rather tasty even. Who knew? Nate had always figured out other guys might taste a bit, well, too gamy, like some people said about why you wanted to have male meat animals castrated. But, he had rather liked it. Maybe it was partly because Milo always had been pretty well groomed, but that only so slight tang of something more savory mixed in had been pretty enjoyable. Made Nate hope he maybe would get another chance to eat a guy. Well, not that that would be easy, but, who knew, everyone would tell you that many young males, especially herbivores and smaller omnivores and carnivores would disappear some time...\n\nAnd you could read it on the more seedy, sensational websiteshow there was a rather regular amount of bone fragments, those of anthros, that ended up clogging some sewer grates...\n\nThat would be Milo pretty soon, well, unless he found some nice place out in nature to dump the little shit. But, he was not done with him yet. The Vixen had strutted over to Xave again, after letting him know with a playful whisper that he was free to take his time, so that was what he did.\n\nEnjoying his full gut for a bit, he knew he better should take a breath and brace himself before getting up. But, up he did want to get. There was Julie in the crowd after all, talking to one of her friends, her muzzle twisted into a haughty, rather cruel expression. He made sure to get himself all nice and revved, wanting to ensure that both he and Milo would be all nice and hard, before, with a deep breath and all his efforts, he got himself to his feet. The Vixen looked over, grinning, ready with the mike.\n\n``Oh, Nate, got any more words for the crowd?'', she asked playfully, giving him a wink.\n\n He puffed his chest, making sure to wait until Julie was looking his way, giving her his best smile.\n\n``Well, yes. As you all may have noticed already, there is a very special girl in the audience with us tonight. And I think when I addressed her earlier, I was perhaps not, you know, being the most courteous I could be'', Nate said with a chuckle, pausing, trying to read her expression. He took a deep breath.\n\n``So, Julie, I want to say, since I ate your boyfriend, I definitely will do my best to give you one heck of a date to make up for it! I hear the beach here is really great at night in the moonlight, so, I shall be there, waiting for you at the little gazebo near the boat rentals. Hoping you will come....''\n\nHe waited, the crowd waited, and he realized that what he had actually given Julie was what she loved more than anything. And the pink cat was visibly preening in the attention, as one of the staffers, sensing the opportunity for the moment, ran down to hold the microphone into Julie's face.\n\n``Well, I guess you do owe me. And, you know, maybe I owe Milo here a final send off. Points for you if you keep him squirming until then, Nate...'', she purred, giving him a wink, as the staffer, sensing he was dismissed, made his way back up, where the Vixen was already grinning at the audience.\n\n``Alright, looks like our stoat boy has drawn the big lot. What do you think guys, will our Milo boy make it to the sweet farewell with his paramour, or will Julie just say hello to some Milo stew? Well, that is for all of you to imagine! No going down there and peek, boys and girls, eh?''\n\nThe crowd was cheering, Nate was grinning a bit sheepishly, still having his cock in hand, stiff and erect, just below where Milo's definitely less sizable member was poking into his belly. There was really only one thing left, and both Nate and Xave were happy to comply. Swallow air, stroke your cock, let them watch... He might have been a bit self conscious about that before, but now it just seemed like a deliciously hedonistic display, as he felt the cat squirm and kick even more fiercely. He hoped he had heard at least some of what had been said. And, staying true to his role, he made sure to give that poking erection a few `friendly' rubs...\n\nThough, admittedly, after a while, he kinda forgot about it, he was too busy enjoying himself. Pumping his shaft up and down, feeling the delightful tingle of the still slick flesh, even finding Xave's groans and cries a strangely fitting background chorus. The hyena came first, thick, creamy spurts coating the floor, before he gave the audience a last grin, his steps rather steady as he made his way down the stage after his final display. Nate did his best, but he had to admit, his load was not quite as impressive as the large hyena's. Mind you, given his smaller size, the crowd still gave him some goodhearted cheers.\n\nRather wobbly, happy for the handrail, he made his way down, following along, to where his friends were already slapping Xave on the back and talking at him nonstop. Well, Nate was pretty sure some of the questions might be about him. He was prepared though, even when Lee was coming up to him, waiting until they were close enough for others not to easily overhear, as the coyote leaned down.\n\n``Nate? Man, you just ate Milo? Like that? Before everyone? Xave said something about him wanting it, but, you, I mean, seriously?'', he said, voice rather agitated, eyes wide. He might be a bit tough to convince...\n\nNate just decided to play it cool, giving him a shrug, patting his belly. It seemed pretty quiet. Decided to swallow some air, just in case. Hoped it would not lead to any inconvenient ideas from one of the other guys about letting the fucker out or such. Was the last thing he wanted to do...\n\n``Think I would have done that otherwise, when that donkey boy already gave me the perfect cue for how to wriggle out of it? I mean, trust me, I had been a bit unsure for a moment. I mean, he was a friend and all. But, hey, I thought, if not me, it would just be some other guy, right?''\n\nLee looked at him, still shaking his head, though it seemed not so much in disbelief at his words.\n\n``Yeah, but, I mean, he never... I mean, I would never have thought, I mean, him and Julie...'', Lee muttered, but it seemed Nate had managed at least to look sure of himself. So he pressed on.\n\n``Never heard of those guys who have a cuckolding fetish? One time when we both were drunk, he kinda told me some of the stuff he was into. Don't think he would have otherwise. That's why I had the gag and all too. The guy was rather kinky. I mean, you saw how hard he was through all of it. And, well, never wondered why a rich kid with an influential dad was even still eligible for the lottery like the rest of us?'', he tried his trump again. And like with Xave, it seemed to work. Lee was looking at him, tongue flicking over his lips. Nodding, slowly...\n\n``Well, I had been wondering about that, true. Just, man... Bit of a shock, you know... Don't know if I could have done that, even if he had asked me to. In front of everyone. And, the thing with Julie?''\n\nNate felt a bit of a flinch with the sharp look. But he kept grinning.\n\n``Told you. Cuckold fetish. And, hey, Julie is a cute girl. Might, you know, just as well do more than just play into his kinks...'', he said, trying to look sheepish, giving his gut a little rub. And yep, feeling a small stir. Great, meant he could enjoy rubbing it in as his stomach walls would rub Milo into mush...\n\nLee gave him a grin, maybe not a super friendly one, maybe he thought he was a bit of a dog, but he seemed to have bought it. Nate watched his turning back, unable to help the giddy grin on his face.\n\nHe only stopped when he noticed someone grinning back at him. A familiar, spotted someone, who was casually leaning against a wall, the long tail swishing playfully, showing some teeth.\n\nNate felt a little shiver, as he smiled back at the cheetah, watching as Slash turned to Xave, clapping him on the shoulder. And with that, it did not take long for the crowd to start dispersing. Soon, the moon was rising over the waves. And Nate knew it meant it was time for his date...\n\nNate let out a content sigh as he made his way down the street to the waterfront. His gut still felt rather heavy, making him almost waddle about, not exactly setting a record for speed. Nate still felt great. There was still an occasional stirring. He wondered if it already hurt in there, or if Milo was just feeling a tingle. If he really was conscious and not just stirring in his last, fitful sleep. He looked forward to finding out. Maybe he would really start squirming once Julie was there to rub his stewing remains. He had a feeling she would like that. And Nate would be happy to oblige...\n\n``Heh, on your way to meet the little princess, lover boy?'', a familiar voice was coming from the shadows, startling Nate as he quickly turned around, seeing the slender, well toned shape of Slash casually sauntering over from beneath the arcades. He was grinning, slowly coming closer, towering over him. Close enough he could smell him. Big cat, a lingering aroma of spicy seasoning, bit of salty sweat or salty sea breeze. He made an instinctive step back, but the cheetah just followed up, making Nate feel his breath quickening a bit, as he looked up into the grinning face.\n\n``Ooh, eh, you kinda startled me. What are you doing out here? Not gonna try to peek or anything?'', he tried to sound lighthearted, watching the cheetah grin in response, the rows of teeth showing.\n\n``Naaaaah, not my style, trust me, man. Just thought I'd stop bi, say hi...'', he answered, all casual, getting closer, reaching out a hand for a pat on Nate's swollen belly.\n\n``Shame you got him, rather had hoped I would snatch that kitty up, but, eh, guess I shoulda been faster?'', he chuckled, giving an almost exaggerated shrug, slowly rubbing one hand over the bulge.\n\n``Didn't know though I wasn't the only one who `cheeted' when we made that promise, back at the apartment...'', the cheetah almost purred, but his feral grin made Nate feel rather nervous, as he quickly piped up to protest: ``Umh, I didn't! I told you guys, Milo was into...'', he started, but stopped as he felt a blunt claw poking his belly button.\n\n``Yeah, come on man, no need to give me that crap, we're friends and all, right? And see, I think I know pretty well that Milo wasn't THAT eager to end up a meal. Or, you can be sure, he wouldn't have been sticking around long enough for this'', he chuckled, stepping back a bit, patting his own, flat, muscular abdomen. Nate tried to smile back. For a moment, he felt his heartbeat quickening, but then Slash just clapped him on the shoulder, chuckling, the stoat, still a bit nervous, joining in.\n\n``Okay, okay, I always wanted to eat the little fucker. Happy?'' Nate said, with a bit of challenge in his tone. It just earned him another grin though. A grin and a wink.\n\n``Well, bit of honesty never hurts, hmh? But, guess I better not keep you. Or you'll be keeping the princess waiting'', the cheetah retorted, making a step back, back to one of the pillars of the arcade in what merely seemed a heartbeat, leaning back, stretching and letting out a big, toothy yawn.\n\nNate shook his head, grinning at the cheetah, as he went on his way, to the little gazebo.\n\n``Oh, just one thing, lover boy'', the voice sounded as he had already started to push the little encounter out of his mind, making the stoat turn back, belly wobbling, looking at the cheetah, whose eyes were lighting up in the night, as he grinned at him, poking at his own, flat belly.\n\n ``Just thought I'd tell you. I planned to eat Milo, lottery or not. And you know, a good pred never restricts himself to prey all nicely offered up to him on a platter. Not when the hunt is so much more fun, you know...''\n\nHe chuckled, heartily, before very slowly licking his lips as he gave Nate a last wink. The stoat just shook his head. Cats. Damn smug bastards, the whole lot of them...\n\nA good pred shouldn't let anyone know he was stalking him either, right? Slash likely was just jealous he was going to hook up with Julie...\n\nNate gave the weakly stirring cat meat in his gut a gentle rub, feeling his muzzle twisting into a smile as he looked up at the pale moon hanging in the sky, reflected on the still waters of the sea. The night was still young. And Milo, squirming helplessly, skin burning with the first pangs of digestion, would hopefully make for a good icebreaker, before Nate's belly would be done breaking him...\n\n************************************************************\n\n``He's still alive in there?'', the pink cat was asking, looking at the stoat with a grin, her breath still going quick, as her hands rubbed over the swollen bulge, the clear outline of male cat rather easy to make out. As was the outline of cock. Nate might have gotten flaccid, but the contrast between his rather sizable endowment and what Milo was sporting was rather clear. A rather clear trade up there. And, Julie had to be honest, Milo had grown a bit more stingy recently, so, not really much to mourn there...\n\nShe let out a soft laugh, rather amused by the feeling of something pulsing beneath the layers of skin, muscle and flesh. Though, if she wasn't just imagining it, things down there felt a bit, well, softer...\n\nShe pressed her ear close, listening to the steady heartbeat, the more and more insistent gurgling and the cries sounding from inside. Well, the idiot was still apparently hard, so, eh, she guessed the little bitch was still enjoying himself. Yuck. To think she had him take her to bed when this was what got him off? It was rather pathetic. Though, there was at least something fun about being there to witness him stew...\n\nNate definitely seemed to enjoy the rubs, the stoat letting out a happy groan. Looking at her with an almost dopey grin, as if he was high on something. Julie did not know that for the stoat, having his body getting busy on Milo and his gag meant he was getting a good bit of the drugs' effect that still was keeping Milo unable to fight down his arousal, even as his bones were starting to crack under the insistent pressure.\n\n``Hmmmh, you know, if you really would like me to, I could cough him up for you, sweetie...'', he said, grinning, his voice slurring a bit. Julie just frowned, shaking her head.\n\n``Ewww, no! I bet his fur is already all gone, and his flesh will be starting to slough off. No thanks!'', she said, letting out a giggle, which Nate joined soon with a drunken bout of laughter. Both of them eagerly were listening to the cacophony of digestion going on inside. Nate was looking at her, where she was still rubbing over Milo's erection, pressing against the stomach walls. His mouth spread into a grin.\n\n``Should I let him go now then'', he asked, both of them exchanging looks. The cat just shrugged, giving a nod and a yawn: ``Yeah, guess so, I am getting a bit sleepy...'', she purred. Nate grinned, letting out a big belch, that caused her to giggle and give him a mock pout. It did not take long then. Just a last bit of frantic movement, then, the sounds of Milo's cries inside stopped together  with his last, weak squirms. Though it took some more time for his erection, together with the rest of him, to fully soften up...\n\n************************************************************\n\n\"Hey, Nate! Man, are you about done in there?\", Caleb growled, tapping his clawed hands against the doorframe. Not that he was surprised. Nate after all just had his digestive tract finish dealing with a pretty sizable meal. Problem was, Xave was just as busy in their other bathroom. And if he had the choice, he knew which one he would rather go to after the current occupant was done...\n\n\"Hnnnh, s, sorry dude, just a bit more, give me a minute, almost... hnnnh, almost got him all out!\" There was an audible sound of something hitting water, then the sound of flushing, followed by more groans. Well, at least Nate was conscientious and kept flushing...\n\n\"Yeah, got it, got it, just hurry up. I thought Milo had already been taking his bloody time in the bathroom when he was alive, but the guy is even worse now\", he growled, unable to help a grin. Luckily, it did not take too long until the stoat was stumbling out, his previously swollen belly back to normal. Thankfully, he had opened the window, letting in a fresh sea breeze. He did not wait for Nate to step away as he sauntered in, wrinkling his nose as he looked at the bits of skull left in the ball, crookedly staring back at him. WIth a sigh, he pushed again, letting it flush until what was left of the cat was all down the drain with a final, slow gurgle...\n\n\"Hmmmh, guess there goes Milo\", Lee's wry voice came from the door, the coyote making his way in, causing the panther to sigh in exasperation.\n\n\"Yeah, could use something to freshen up the air in here, window helps, but...\", he shook his head. Nate was grinning.\n\n\"Well, Milo could be a bit of a stinker\", he chuckled.\n\n\"Dude, not funny, not from you\", Lee growled back, before turning to Caleb: \"I think Cindy?s got some scented candles, could hop over and ask her...\", he offered.\n\n\"What, like, a little service for him? Light a candle at Milos final resting place?\", Nate kept going, grinning widely, making Caleb just shake his head.\n\n\"Well, kinda, but, dude, Lee is right, you really shouldn?t be saying that...\" They all paused, listening to the slow dripping sound of the water tank refilling.\n\n\"Well, still, those candles, yeah. Definitely with whatever Xave is leaving us in the other bathroom...\"\n\nThey nodded. Even Lee had to grin.\n\n\"I think Milo would get off on that talk...\", Nate said, grinning, making the others roll their eyes.\n\n\"Dude, you said that when you used his leftover clothes as a cum rag! Seriously!\"\n\n\"Hey, it?s not like anyone will want his old underwear! Might as well use it for something!\"\n\nCaleb growled, looking at the others, demonstratively pointing to the door.\n\n\"Guys, before we start making this a fucking memorial service, get out! I need to use this damn bathroom, whether I am pissing on Milo?s grave or whatever, don?t care!\"\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>The Lottery<br /><br />``Hey, guys, guess where we&#039;re going this summer?!&#039;&#039;, the loud voice sounded through the common room, heralded by the bang of the door slamming into the much abused wall.<br /><br />Milo let out a sigh, looking up from his phone where he had been busy browsing the news - and every so often switching over to the messenger app, checking if the ``sent&#039;&#039; symbol from his last message had yet switched to ``read. Still no luck though...<br /><br />So, tearing his mind away from the pretty photo of the smiling pink cat, he looked up at the smugly grinning hyena who had just barged in, like he always did. He was not the only one though. Slash, half sitting, half crouching in the big armchair opposite from him, also was turning his head away from the magazine he was reading, his usual nonchalant grin plastered on his face.<br /><br />``Well, keep being and obnoxious shit like this and I think you&#039;ll be going in here&#039;&#039;, the cheetah said, playfully showing his teeth, the slight purr in his voice showing that, most likely at least, he was joking, as he patted his lean, toned abs beneath the tight fitting tank top.<br /><br />``...that is, after you&#039;ve hit the showers&#039;&#039;, he added, slightly wrinkling his nose, tone still playful.<br /><br />``Oh yeah? Better come and try that, pussy cat, if ya think ya can take me&#039;&#039;, the hyena growled back, his tone no more serious than the cheetah&#039;s. Milo sighed: Cut out the machismo, you two...<br /><br />For a moment, the two big males locked eyes and the blue cat was getting ready to scuttle out of the way of any potential brawl, but the cheetah just grinned and then both of them laughed, loudly.<br /><br />``Ya see though, that&#039;s really what I&#039;m on about!&#039;&#039;, Xavier, the hyena, continued, getting back to his original topic, as he was looking around the room. It was the usual clique assembled there, Caleb, the panther, busy getting himself his caffeine fix, Lee the coyote, sitting in front of the TV and playing a round of mortal combat with Nate the stoat. The game was on pause, Caleb&#039;s coffee was steaming beneath the nozzle of the fancy espresso maker. The hyena grinned at his audience, seemingly not minding that half of them were giving him exasperated looks, Milo himself included.<br /><br />``So, thing is, I know you all have not yet signed up for the lottery. Right? I mean, here we are, most of us in our mid twenties and none of us are getting any exemptions coming up, right?&#039;&#039;, he paused, showing off his big, slightly yellowed teeth, grinning like an idiot.<br /><br />...while Milo felt a shiver run down his spine. Yeah, the lottery. He had the letter from his dad still clear in mind: `...and I regret to have to inform you, that if you cannot by your own merits distinguish yourself, I will no longer be willing to put up with having to clean up your messes. You have two years left, make something of yourself in this time. Maybe being forced to participate in the lottery will be the wake-up call you needed...&#039;<br /><br />That had been his old man. Easy for him to say so. Back in his day, they only used the lottery for prey species. Herbivores! He never had to earn himself a dispense from having to risk the humiliation to be publicly eaten for the sake of population control!<br /><br />But, about twenty years ago, it had been turned into a compulsory system, even for carnivores like cats, big and small. And no, dad, signing up for the damn draft instead did not make up for that, not when the reason they had enacted the lottery system was precisely because no one ever got drafted.<br /><br />And now you had to sign up for one. Every male, somewhere between reaching the age of majority and turning twenty six. If you did not, you went right into the next one. And at least it was said they usually made sure your odds would be pretty good to end up picked for ``prey&#039;&#039; then...<br /><br />Only way to get out of it was an exemption, usually due to a stellar academic record or holding an important job. Neither Milo, nor any of his friends qualified for either...<br /><br />``So, see, there is this beach resort town&#039;&#039;, Xavier was getting to the point of his spiel, it seemed.<br /><br />``Pretty herbivore heavy area, you know. Thing is, many of the young guys end up going to the big city and get eaten there, lottery or, you know, other ways. So, they have one there of course, just, it&#039;s pretty small. And best of all, as I said, mostly herbivores! I heard a friend tell me that the other year, two of them who got picked for the pred slot, they just chickened out! I mean, they offered them shots and all, but, nah! Didn&#039;t do it!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Snorts of laughter greeted that part. Milo raised his eyebrows, feeling a bit dubious. The lotteries did not only have you gamble for the risk of being eaten, usually right there in the open, with all the crowd to see, they also, well, offered the chance to some lucky guys to do the deed. They even had introduced this special shot you could take that would allow smaller predators or even herbivores to have a meal. A meal of squirming young man. All supposed to be a social equalizer. Within reasons, of course. Something about only selecting preds, once the prey had been chosen, from the pool of candidates that would be a good enough fit. But, while the prey part was, the pred part was actually NOT mandatory...<br /><br />``Ah, come on, man, pretty much no one ever bows out of the chance for a free meal&#039;&#039;, the cheetah quipped, grinning, making a point to lick his lips. From what Milo had heard, Slash was not, so to say, a virgin when it came to vore, as eating other furs was called colloquially. Unless that was just talk...<br /><br />``I tell ya, man, herbivores do! I mean, they say there&#039;s some still who volunteer for the lottery straight away and, you know, actually are okay with getting eaten! Those guys don&#039;t work like us!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />More chuckles all around, then Caleb spoke up, licking some white cream stains from his jet black muzzle: ``Get to the point, Xave, what&#039;s that idea of yours about?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The hyena&#039;s grin widened, seeming to enjoy the attention he was getting.<br /><br />``So, we go there and we enter ourselves into the lottery there! All of us!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Silence followed his words, then a snort from Lee, the coyote&#039;s amber eyes twinkling.<br /><br />``What, so we can watch each other&#039;s sorry ass get eaten for moral support?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The hyena was over in a few steps, pulling him into a headlock, making the canine yelp.<br /><br />``No, you dumb mutt! So we can all make a pact that, if any of us gets picked for prey and another for pred, we, you know, just don&#039;t do it! See? We&#039;d be safe! Entered the lottery fair and square, but, oops, just happened to have an upset stomach or such that night. Easy! Never gonna get a chance as good! And if it&#039;s not one of us, good chance it is some chicken shit grass eater who won&#039;t dare eat any of us!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />An almost pleased sounding purr came from the armchair where the cheetah was lounging, Slash lifting his trademark hat for a moment, as if to pay tribute. Eyes gleaming with a strange amusement.<br /><br />``Huh, guess you&#039;re not as dumb as you look, Xave, that&#039;s almost a decent idea.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Caleb had put down his coffee mug, clapping the hyena on the shoulder and Nate was raising his fist, looking almost comically eager. Even Lee, once he had wriggled out from the hyena&#039;s armpit with a disapproving sneeze, looked uncharacteristically pleased.<br /><br />``So, you guys in? Cause if you are, we better book ourselves a hotel down there ASAP!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />That earned him jeers and calls of approval. Milo though felt, well, a bit nervous. He had also rather hoped to spend the break with Julie. Well, once she deigned to notice his many messages...<br /><br />``You in too, Milo? Was hoping with you coming along, we might afford something nice and fancy, ya know?&#039;&#039; <br /><br />The cat felt, well, both flattered and a bit annoyed. Flattered because this was one instance where he would get genuine respect from the guys, annoyed because, well, it was always about money, wasn&#039;t it?<br /><br />``I don&#039;t know, I was kinda having plans with Julie...&#039;&#039; he half lied, only to feel Nate grasping him by the arm, looking at him almost like a puppy dog, eyes big, the smile showing off the sharp little canines.<br /><br />``Awwh, please? Come on, you could invite Julie too, you know. If it is the place I think of, it&#039;s really nice. And, you know, maybe you get lucky and get the pred draw. Bet she&#039;d be all impressed if you wolf down one of the local lads. I heard her talk to one of her girl friends in the cafeteria once, she totally is into predators, man! And you&#039;d make sure we don&#039;t end up in some dingy hovel with Xave stinking up the place!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The last part earned him an angry growl from the hyena, but Nate was quick enough to escape the big hands reaching for him. It left the stage empty for Caleb to continue the pitch.<br /><br />``Yeah, Nate&#039;s right, you know, come on, this is going to take that off all of our chests and we can have a great time together. We can see about bringing all the girls along, I bet Julie will come then.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Milo sighed, muzzle twitching. Admittedly, the fact that all their plans seemed to hinge on him was, well, yeah, kinda flattering. Made him feel a bit better after the silence from Julie...<br /><br />``Okay, okay, I&#039;ll get us something nice booked. You know, my old man knows that guy who runs a whole chain of resorts, could likely spring us something, even if they&#039;re already mostly booked out. So, I guess I shall be taking care of that, huh?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He looked around, trying to act nonchalant, enjoying the moment of awe on their faces. After a moment, Caleb spoke up, looking around, his gaze lingering on Xavier.<br /><br />``So, that is it then? And when it comes to the lottery, the idea is that all of us, we promise that if any of us gets picked as prey and another one as pred for this, we will make some lame excuse not to eat the other? I mean, technically, that&#039;s illegal, but, eh, don&#039;t think they really have anything on us. Worst they can do is ban us from town, hmh?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The panther&nbsp;&nbsp;looked around, from Lee to Slash, to the big hyena and then Nate and Milo. The cat had to admit, it was a sensible idea, really, when you looked at it objectively...<br /><br />Just hard to fight down that gnawing sense of panic...<br /><br />``Hey, I&#039;m not sure I&#039;d quite have the stomach for it, shot or no shot, literally or figuratively!&#039;&#039;, Lee responded first, stretching out his hand, right in the middle of their group.<br /><br />``Yeah, not like I&#039;d ever be likely to eat anyone, I guess&#039;&#039;, Nate said with a chuckle, fidgeting a bit before stretching out his hand, before Xavier followed suit, grinning big and wide.<br /><br />``Weeeeell, be hard to resist, but, promise is a promise, ey spots?&#039;&#039;, he asked, turning his toothy smile towards the cheetah, who just gave a shrug and a playful smirk, shifting about in his seat, bracing himself with one hand sinking into the upholstery while he stretched out the other.<br /><br />``Count me in, guys&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Caleb&#039;s black paw was the next to follow, its owner letting his yellow green eyes travel over them.<br /><br />``You can trust me, friends, not food, no worries, I will just have to hope they really have any of those old fashioned prey guys there who&#039;d want to explore the traditional ways with me...&#039;&#039;, he winked.<br /><br />It only left Milo, trying to not show the bit of nervousness he felt.<br /><br />``Okay, then it is a promise, no eating each other. Guess we will be going to the beach then.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Ah, Milo, can you fetch me another Gelato over from that nice little stand? I do want to try some of that sea salt and caramel Gina had. So, be a dear, please?&#039;&#039;, the pink cat threw him her most honey sweet smile, eye lashes flapping like butterfly wings, the sparkling turquoise making his heart flutter and a soft blush run to his cheeks. He smiled, nodding at her eagerly, reaching for his wallet.<br /><br />So far, his initial apprehensions aside, the trip had been great. Julie had joined, along with Lee&#039;s girlfriend Gina and Caleb&#039;s sister Candace as well as Cindy, a rather pretty Fossa girl they knew from college. They had gotten a nice suite each for both the guys and the girls, Milo making sure to have a single room for himself, along with a beach view from their balcony for all of them, as well as lots of tasty seafood and all the amenities. The whole gang had been having fun with jet-skiing, beach volleyball, swimming or just lazing in the sun on the beach. And best of all, Julie had stopped giving him the cold shoulder!<br /><br />He grinned, swaggering over to the fancy gelato stand, making sure to pick the fanciest waffle cone they had and let them drizzle a little caramel sauce heart on top of the cream he had it garnished with. Thus, with the object of desire in hand, he sauntered over, presenting the treat to Julie, who was just chatting with Cindy about the dresses they had in one of the Boutiques. She beamed at him, giving him the full radiance of her smile - right before it turned into a frown.<br /><br />``Darling, I said I wanted sea salt and caramel Gelato, not cream on top&#039;&#039;, she shook her head, at first not even taking the cone, as Milo looked at her, feeling his ears flatten.<br /><br />``But, but you did have cream on your last one, too...&#039;&#039;, he stammered, earning him just a deeper frown from Julie and a sympathetic look from the Fossa witnessing the scene.<br /><br />``And that is why I can&#039;t have another with cream, you dummy. It will ruin my figure, just when I was thinking about getting that cute new dress Cindy and I were talking about.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Julie was still not taking the cone, making the Fossa step forward, her smile seeming a little tense: ``Oh, Julie, you could just take off the cream and, you know, I can have it, I wouldn&#039;t...&#039;&#039;, she started, but the pink cat just gave her a not quite sweet smile, snatching the cone from Milo&#039;s hand and quickly stepping over to the next trash can. With a plop, aided by the little waffle slice daintily stuck on top of the swirl of whipped cream, the fluffy white mass, caramel sauce heart and all, made its way to join the tossed plastic cups, cans and paper plates in the garbage. The pink cat was fastidiously scraping off the last bits, before tossing the slice of waffle in with the rest of it. And thus done, Julie returned, face once again back to her sweet smile, as she graced the ice cream with a slow, sensual lick.<br /><br />``Hmmmh, yeah, Gina was right, this is really good. Guess that teaches me not to let my boyfriend pick a flavor for me next time&#039;&#039;, she added, fangs showing for a moment, while Milo&#039;s heart felt rather tight and constricted in his chest. Cindy, again, tried to pour a bit of oil on the troubled waters, a peacemaker at heart, but he barely heard what she said. His gaze drifted quickly over to where Gina and Lee were laughing, the coyote leaning forward as his fox girlfriend put a spoonful of brightly green shaved ice into his open mouth, giggling when a few crystals of it got stuck on his nose, before he licked them off.<br /><br />Caleb and Slash were leaning against a wall, the panther motioning over to the rental speedboats, the cheetah grinning at him in return, while Xavier was ripping chunks of meat straight from a skewer he was holding and Nate, as usual, stood a bit to the side, looking their way, but quickly turning his head to look at the harbor as their eyes met. Poor little guy usually wasn&#039;t too lucky with the ladies...<br /><br />Milo took a breath. Maybe things were just a bit awkward because he was getting a little nervous over tonight. This was when the lottery would be held. They had all signed up in advance, all of the guys. The system was rather simple. They always picked one prey for every full five participants, drawing the names one by one. And once all the unfortunate victims had been determined, the lucky predators would be chosen among the rest. Your odds were one in five, sometimes a bit less, to end up eaten...<br /><br />It was pretty high, but so was the number of young males with not so great prospects. And the government had devised the system to get rid of just enough of them to keep social disorder low...<br /><br />Of course, both males and females would get eaten outside of the lottery. That was just a fact of life. It was technically illegal, but unless the prey was someone important, authorities rarely bothered much with it. Some good for nothing high school drop out for example? A deadbeat dad or welfare mom? Yeah, many people would just say good riddance. Heck, Milo would be one of those people.<br /><br />He had set down the evening after they had made their pact, crunching the numbers.<br /><br />The less people signed up, the better the odds for their scheme to work. And yes, he had checked records. This place with its local population leaning herbivore, indeed had a steady record of every now and then having a predator chosen in the lottery chicken out. That of course would raise their odds. Beyond just the 80% chance not to get picked at all you started with. Heck, 80%, sometimes a bit more if there wasn&#039;t exactly a multiple of five participants, those weren&#039;t too bad odds to come out unscathed!<br /><br />Sure, one in five meant that statistically speaking, one of their group would likely be picked (but that was regardless of when they&#039;d do it!), but that didn&#039;t mean he had any bigger chance to be that one guy. He knew enough statistics. And depending on how few people signed up with them (again, records showed there might be even less than ten, best case), their 20% chance to be eaten alive might drop down below 10%. Hey, if they were the only ones to sign up, it would be down all the way to zero!<br /><br />Still, he could not help feeling a bit nervous, watching the sun&#039;s position already making its way towards the horizon, heralding the end of afternoon and the start of the evening. When they would hold the lottery, decide their fate...<br /><br />The whole thing was almost always made into a big spectacle. Prey got eaten in front of everyone. And quite frequently fucked. Even most straight as a nail guys would not see a problem with fucking their food. The whole ``it is not gay as long as you are on top&#039;&#039; attitude was pretty common. He knew Xavier had said it just like that a couple of times. And Caleb had given that a grin and a thumbs up. Whereas with Slash, well, he was pretty sure the cheetah was generally not exactly without any interest in the guys. He sure had tried to put the moves on Milo once, at that party a year ago...<br /><br />The cat tried to shake off the memory, cheeks flushed a bit, as he looked over to where they were already setting up the event stage. There was a shirtless reddish brown bull, flaxen hair matted with sweat, one of his coworkers, an equally shirtless big stallion grinning as he put him in a headlock. They both looked about Milo&#039;s age, maybe a bit younger. Made him wonder if they also would be part of the lottery...<br /><br />``Milo. Hey, darling!&#039;&#039;, Julie&#039;s voice cut him out of his spiraling thoughts, her dainty paw tugging at his shirtsleeve. He turned to face her, trying his best to be all smiles and charm, especially after the earlier episode.<br /><br />``Oh, sorry, what is it, sweetheart?&#039;&#039;, he purred, his heart lifting as she smiled at him, all sweetness again. Her other hand was pointing to one of the big windows of the shops, lining the street leading down to the beach.<br /><br />``I was just thinking of showing you that cute dress Cindy and I had been talking about. You know, so you can get me the right one, darling?&#039;&#039;, she purred back, all close, close enough he could smell her perfume and feel her warmly brush against him. Milo&#039;s heartbeat was quickening, even as he felt his stomach twist a bit into a knot. He had already spent a good bit of money on the trip, as well as on all the little nice things for her: fancy dinner, a little pendant from one of the local artists selling his stuff at the roadside, fancy ice cream and such. He sure hoped that dress would not be too expensive, otherwise he would have to hear from his dad again about Milo liquidating his savings for luxuries...<br /><br />``Oh, sure, sweetheart, I have no doubt you&#039;ll look radiant in it!&#039;&#039;, he smiled, basking in the warmth of her clinging against him, making his chest swell and his anxieties melt under the heat he was feeling.<br /><br />He really was being stupid, worrying about it instead of enjoying the beautiful seaside. After all, who knew, maybe he would actually be lucky and get selected to be one of the preds! He knew Julie had often said she admired predators. And this might perhaps allow him to be able to publicly boast about having eaten another guy. And do it in front of her and show her he was a real man. A real predator!<br /><br />...and he had read that the organizers could be quite discreet about it, if you needed that special shot to get your prey down...<br /><br />With Julie clinging to his arm, Milo waved back when Xavier called after him: ``Have fun, lover boy!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He grinned. Xavier wasn&#039;t that bad of a guy, dumb jock machismo aside, really... <br /><br />Getting to date one of the hottest girls around and getting your friends to cheer you on was definitely a confidence booster. Even Nate gave him a bit of a smile as he turned back, even though it was a little forced. Milo was pretty sure the stoat was sweet on Julie. Not that he&#039;d ever be in her league. He was about Milo&#039;s height, a bit stockier though, no money in the family and destined for at best a mediocre middle class life, if he was any judge. Didn&#039;t help that the light of the early evening sun gave his eyes a slightly unfortunate reddish tint that seemed to play a bit too well into all the things people tended to say about mustelids. Though enough thoughts on Nate and his not so fortunate love life!<br /><br />He shook his head, grinning a bit to himself as he was turning back to where Julie was leading him, on to the fancy boutique. Pretty soon, the lottery would begin...<br /><br />Evening had fallen on the beach, with dancing reds and golds gracing the tiny waves like a street of light leading all the way to the sun, hanging deep over the horizon. It was beautiful, underlining the serene air of a long, exhausting day. Milo let his gaze travel over to where Caleb, Slash and Xavier were standing, shirtless, their fur matted with sweat, accentuating the outlines of their pumped up muscles, the cheetah grinning broadly. The three had gone for some pull-up contest and the cheetah had snatched silver, which had been a whole bunch of gift coupons for that new fancy fast food chain that had opened up here. He had been a good sport though, sharing the first charge of them with everyone, meaning they all were munching down on burgers, hot dogs, chili cheese fries and the rest, Slash flashing him a look as he slowly licked of a bit of stray sauce from his fingers and his lips, his expression somewhere not quite comfortably between flirting and menacing...<br /><br />Julie was sucking a bit impatiently on her strawberry milkshake, looking over to where the stage had been set up. Staff had been busy, rolling up the big lottery machine, sitting there with the air of impending doom. Milo felt his heart thumping in his chest, his eyes traveling over the gathered crowd. He was not the only one looking nervous. There were two mice, small guys, one slim and with just a slight hint of definition, the other a tiny bit chubby, seeming to self consciously try to hide it with more baggy clothing. Some others tried to look confident, well, trying a bit too much maybe. A large gray wolf was grinning, flashing his white fangs, but his tail betrayed his agitation.<br /><br />Well, it was hardly surprising. A couple of them would be dead, likely before the sun fully set...<br /><br />And some others would get to legally and without any risk of repercussions or prosecution kill with everyone watching. Eat. Digest. And know they would be safe from the risk of the lottery...<br /><br />The unpleasant sounds of the speakers screeching drew the cat from his thoughts, almost making him leap and yelp, his sensitive ears twitching.<br /><br />``Alright...&#039;&#039;, the cheerful female voice sounded across the waiting crowd, as a vixen with well coiffed but hopelessly out of style mass of auburn hair flashed all of them a toothy smile. She was undoubtedly pretty in a kind of eighties television way, a cropped top and hot pants accentuating her slender figure. Milo could see more than one of his friends suddenly looking more interested...<br /><br />``Sorry to keep all of you fine gentlemen waiting. After all, for some of you, tonight will be the big day. So, are you ready to take a spin? You all know the rules. For every five of you, well, we will have one of you put on the show of your life for us. And another one of you who will help make it so&#039;&#039;, she winked, throwing them a kiss before licking her lips. Milo felt a shiver. She, like the women watching, were seeing it from the safe distance of knowing that they would just get to enjoy watching...<br /><br />``And of course, to my fellow ladies, welcome to you as well. I know you will be just as eager as I am to see what the draw has in store for our boys!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />This earned her cheers and hoots, including from Julie, whose eyes were gleaming, the milkshake forgotten, the rest of it slowly starting to melt in the tightly clutched cup...<br /><br />``So, without further ado, let the lottery begin! As you know, I need lots of you strapping lads to come up, write down your name, take a collar and then...&#039;&#039;, she paused, grinning, as she patted the machine next to her like a good, obedient pet.<br /><br />``...then this good old boy will sort you out. So, come here, you all know you gotta do it once, so why not do it tonight on our beautiful beach! What better way to go out for population control and what better way to enjoy yourself a well earned meal!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The crowd was in a frenzy, shouts, cheers, clapping, and as Milo could see, a couple of guys finding themselves pushed forward, one it seemed by his own girlfriend, the young donkey looking nervous, gaze darting around before he slowly stepped forward to the stage...<br /><br />Milo definitely knew he did not want to go like that. He tried to put on his best nonchalant grin as, between Slash and Nate, he walked up to the stage, up the stairs, to the small table where one of the staffers, a green lizard, was giving him an encouraging smile, passing him a pen and a slip of paper.<br /><br />``Just write down your name, I will put it into one of the balls, so it can go into the machine.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The young male had a friendly smile, waiting for Milo to take a breath, making his best effort to get it down, nice and legible, before passing it back to the lizard, who took out a hollow plastic sphere, opening it and depositing first the slip and then the entirety of it into the waiting maw of the machine.<br /><br />``Good, now the collar. Don&#039;t worry, it will just vibrate and blink when your name gets drawn. Well, that is, unless you try to run. It will shock you then, so, just, well, don&#039;t try, it only would make things worse...&#039;&#039;, he finished, looking almost apologetic. Milo wondered if he might have seen that before. Well, not that running would help much. Trying to escape the lottery, at whatever stage, was pretty much as much a death sentence as being picked for prey. You would lose everything. Really, everything. Not just your wealth, social standing and all that, you also had no legal protections of course. Everyone who found you would be allowed to do whatever he wanted with you...<br /><br />He felt a shiver as the collar closed around his neck...<br /><br />But then it was done. And he and his friends as well as the other guys, seventeen in total, walked back and rejoined the crowd. For now...<br /><br />They were all sorts. Average types. No one excessively small or big, all within reach of eating each other, well, with some helpful injection at least. And even then, Milo was doubtful someone like the slender young mouse would be able to eat someone like Xavier. Well, that was carnivore privilege. They might say that it was all fair and square and a social equalizer, but when it came down to it...<br /><br />``Milo!&#039;&#039;, Julie&#039;s voice drew him out of his thoughts. The pink cat was tugging at his bare arm, looking a bit indignantly. He turned to her, grinning apologetically.<br /><br />``Oh, sorry, what did you say, sweetheart?&#039;&#039;, he tried his best smile, but it seemed to barely clear the scowl from her face. <br /><br />``Well, I was just saying that if you end up getting to eat someone up there, you better make sure I get a good show, right?&#039;&#039;, she grinned, eyes gleaming.<br /><br />``I really want to see one of those guys moan and squirm as they get eaten. You know, put in his place...&#039;&#039;, Julie continued, Milo feeling a strange mix of feelings as he watched her. She was obviously starting to get quite turned on, which was hot. But it was also making him feel a bit uncomfortable...<br /><br />``Oh, believe me, if I get picked, I will do my best to give you a good show, sweetheart&#039;&#039;, Milo said, trying his best to look suave and confident. And while he was not sure how well he had done, Julie seemed mollified, clinging to him as they watched the goings-on with quite different emotions...<br /><br />There, the large machine was, the plastic spheres inside spinning merrily. Music playing, lights blinking, a drum roll, then the first ball was scooped up, dropped into a contraption and rolled right into the vixen presenter&#039;s waiting hand. The sphere sprang open and, even before she had finished reading out the name, they saw the blinking lights around the neck of the gray wolf Milo had watched earlier. And if he had not been in the situation of fearing for the exact same fate to befall him, he would have found it comical. The crowd was parting around him, a cougar, grinning not so friendly next to him, giving him a slap on the back, while the guy&#039;s ears were flattened to his skull, his tail tucked between his legs, eyes wide, as he looked in terror up at the stage. From wannabe alpha wolf to whimpering puppy in barely a heartbeat...<br /><br />``Hunter Greyfield? Awh, come on, do we have to drag you up here, or will you be a good boy and come?&#039;&#039;, the vixen said, her cooing voice not managing to sound anything but gleefully condescending.<br /><br />``Come on, big boy, it&#039;s all fair and square, up with you!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The wolf jerked, his collar vibrating loud enough for all to hear. His head darted around, but security personnel had already quietly positioned themselves at the edge of the crowd. Large canines. No hint of sympathy in their professional expressions. The audience waited with breath held, until finally, still looking like a scolded puppy, the wolf slowly stumbled forward, to the stage, to cheers and catcalls from the audience. The vixen was patting him on the head, showing off her white fangs, motioning him to a marked spot on the left side of the center stage.<br /><br />``Well, see, it can hit anyone, herbivore or carnivore alike! So, let us see if our next boy will give us less trouble! Cause this boy here&#039;&#039;, she exclaimed, patting the lottery machine, ``sure is not done yet!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />And to more raucous applause, the next spinning ball was deposited in her hand.<br /><br />``And next, we have Cyril Brent! Cyril! Come on, up to the stage with you!&#039;&#039;, the announcer called out, her voice loud and cheerful as everyone turned their gaze to the mouse, whose collar was blinking and vibrating, body rigid, as he looked at them. He was the slender one from earlier, his chubby friend next to him giving him a sympathetic look. Unlike the wolf, the mouse did not need a second prodding. Even though his eyes looked dull and his posture stiff, he was walking up, his slender abdomen rising and falling with every breath, as he got in line next to the wolf. Leaving only one spot...<br /><br />Milo allowed himself to breathe out a sigh of relief. Fifteen left. Fifteen. His chance of getting picked now was the slimmest it could pretty much ever be. Down to a third of what it usually would be! And, and even if he got unlucky, unlikely as it was, with no one else of his friends being picked, that would only leave 9 out of the fourteen predators as ones he would have to worry about. And some of those guys looked like they would be more likely than not to flake out! <br /><br />His mouth twisted into a grin, his rapid heartbeat slowing down. Deep breaths...<br /><br />He almost was out of it. Almost safe...<br /><br />And then, Milo noticed that the collar around his neck was buzzing...<br /><br />``Milo! Hey, earth to Milo! Don&#039;t space out on us now, kitty cat, up to the stage with you.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />All eyes were on him now. Everyone next to him had taken a step away. And Julie, Julie was just looking at him. In shock? Surprise? Or something else?<br /><br />He could not tell. Because his head was spinning, his heart was hammering, all the more for knowing, from the wolf, that there would be no dignity in stalling, in hesitating. He just wanted to meet eyes with Julie, see that strange expression on her face, but she had turned to Gina. Was not looking at him.<br /><br />And so Milo could only, mechanically, step by step, walk up to the stage. <br /><br />Trying desperately to tell himself that not all was lost. That he still had a chance, still had their plan...<br /><br />Then there he was, next to the mouse, next to the wolf, fitting right in the middle between them.<br /><br />The wolf still looked completely shocked. The mouse was looking down, his shoulders trembling slightly. It was as if they all had stepped out of the world and entered a new, strange, terrifying reality. Just that it was the same they always had lived in of course. They all had known some hapless young men would end up picked by the lottery, eaten. They just had the comfort of it being ``one of them&#039;&#039;...<br /><br />No, they were it...<br /><br />``Now, look here, don&#039;t we have three scrumptious meals lined up here? Look at them, two nice little pieces of twink meat and one big hunk! Just gonna have to spin now and see who of you lucky guys gets to claim them! So, all of you, let us give it a cheer for Hunter, Cyril and Milo and the three lucky dudes who get to eat them!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The crowd was cheering, wolf whistling, calling out, hungry for the show, especially now that they all knew they were safe. Milo barely had the willpower to try to make eye contact with anyone. When he did, there was careful neutrality on Lee&#039;s face. Xave looked a bit apologetic, seeming to try to give him a thumbs up. Little consolation, really. Cindy was looking at him, seeming genuinely shocked...<br /><br />``Let us start then with Hunter and see if we can find someone man enough for this big hunk of meat! Alright, boys, who of you will it be?&#039;&#039;, the Vixen called out, before flipping the big lever, sending the spheres to spin again. Milo watched, seeing the eagerness on some faces. Slash and Xavier were both leaning forward, even Caleb seemed to be fixated on the draw, while the chubby mouse was looking up at his friend, with a mix of relief and pity on his face. The music was sounding over the speakers, then, the sudden crescendo as the ball dropped and the vixen popped it open.<br /><br />``And the lucky guy who gets to eat him? It&#039;s Ian Ambrose! Ian, come up to us, you lucky guy, you get to have the big meal!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />People were letting out cheers, but this time, they were mixed with laughter. For the lucky winner was the donkey, whose girlfriend, a rather petite looking weasel, was eagerly pushing him forward, even though, if anything, he seemed almost as shocked as Milo had been. He looked to his right, to his left, grinning nervously, as if expecting someone to tell him it all had just been a joke. That there would be someone calling out `just kidding&#039;. But of course, no one did. Only when his collar started vibrating, did he slowly step up, ears flopping about as he clambered towards the stage, taking position on the right, facing the wolf. People applauded. Some, like the big stallion he had seen among the guys setting up the stage shouting encouragement. Others still were making their amusement known, whether at him or the wolf. Milo himself felt his heart sink a little. Well, there was still the chubby mouse, when it came to potential predators looking like they might flake. And there were still his friends...<br /><br />He barely listened to what the announcer was saying next, startled when the music played, seeing the mouse next to him shiver. They were going with the same order as the initial selection.<br /><br />Again, the crescendo, the ball plopping out. Milo&#039;s heart was sinking as he saw the lights going up around Xavier&#039;s neck. Heard the hyena crying out in happy glee, turning to his left and his right, getting claps on the back from the other guys, as he practically ran up to the stage, grinning at the audience, before taking off the quite well worn tank top he had been wearing, tossing it towards where the others were, with Lee catching it with a smirk, as the hyena made a point to flex his muscles, before stepping into space, clapping the donkey next to him on the back, grinning toothily at the mouse and avoiding eye contact with Milo. Yeah, thanks man, you are a big help...<br /><br />Milo was trembling, as the announcer went on. He saw her lips moving, but he could not bring himself to listen to himself being commented on, sold to the audience like a piece of meat at the market. So he was almost thankful when the music started playing, his heart hammering twice for every beat of the drum roll. He looked at his friends. Caleb, Lee, Nate, Slash. One in three. Please, one in three! Or maybe the mouse! He would take his chances with the mouse! He watched them, saw Caleb, his whole body rigid and stiff, as was Lee&#039;s. Slash was too, but the way he was looking at him made him shiver. Not him! Okay, not him! Milo remembered that one night, after that party. The way the larger, muscular body had pressed against him. The way his warm breath had washed over his face, the amused grin as Milo had pushed him off. He had always felt a bit uncomfortable about it. Had been now and then furtively eyeing the cheetah, as if to catch him giving him that look again. That wanton, hungry one. But nothing really had happened after that. Until now...<br /><br />His heart hammered. Expecting any moment to see the collar around his neck light up as the music would stop. Expecting him to come up to him, on stage. Telling him with his eyes that the plan was off.<br /><br />But that did not happen. Instead, the collar that lit up was Nate!<br /><br />The stoat gave a startled sound, looking left, right, as if he could not believe it was him. Milo saw Xavier&#039;s face lighting up on the other side of the stage. Grinning at him. Mouth forming silent words. But Milo was too relieved to really look back. His eyes briefly met Julie&#039;s, smiling at her, smiling at Cindy for good measure, at Nate, before remembering that he better should not show his relief in public, trying his best to put on a neutral expression as he watched the stoat walk up to the stage. He barely cared about whatever teasing, humorous spiel the vixen was spouting. He just felt so relieved. He would never ever call Xavier stupid again! Never. He could hug that big yeen, right here and now. And Nate. Heck, Slash too, now that the fear of the cheetah very legally eating and maybe also fucking him on stage was off the table. There was Nate. God, the guy was no taller than him. He might perhaps have been a bit worried with Caleb, but, Nate? Heh, yeah, stoat eating a cat, good joke!<br /><br />He looked at his friend, who had now taken his spot, at the end of the row of preds, right next to Xavier. But...<br /><br />When he met his eyes, there was something definitely off. They were gleaming. Red, feverish. Nate was looking at him, grinning, almost apologetically. Milo felt his own barely suppressed grin faltering. Because he knew that look. The same look the cheetah had given him that night. And just now, in the crowd. <br /><br />``Now, before the show begins, with our lucky Hunter turned prey here, as you all know, you get to request anything, gags to keep those boys from making too much noise, a nice shot to help you get them down, or, of course&#039;&#039;, here the Vixen paused, grinning dirtily, ``any other little helper to fit something into a nice, tight opening, we have you covered. Otherwise, time for you lads to strip, like our yeen boy here is already doing for us, and for the feasting to begin!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Milo just watched, his heart feeling like it just had stopped, as he saw Nate leaning over to one of the staffers that had come up to the three predators, saying something he could not hear. Then he caught a glimpse of the little bulge that had formed in the stoat&#039;s pants. He was trembling, ears flattened to his skull as he caught his friend&#039;s gaze and saw him grinning...<br /><br />Now, was it wrong to break your promise to a friend? Well, yeah, likely. Couldn&#039;t really defend that, Nate had to admit to himself. But, was he ever going to get a chance like this again? Likely not!<br /><br />Would he have done it with any of the others? Well, less likely. But Milo? Golden boy? The one they all thought would get daddy to write him a note to say he was to be excused from having his life on the line like the rest of the plebs? Heck yes! If Nate had had the good fortune to be born into all that privilege, he sure as heck wouldn&#039;t have squandered it to the point that he&#039;d have to look at one in five odds to be someone&#039;s supper. So, seemed like the kitty only got what he deserved. Nate&#039;s only thought was how he would sell it to the others. Some might understand, but he wasn&#039;t really keen on getting a bad rep over it. So, how to do it? Well, he could maybe play it as being afraid that they&#039;d be found out, but... Nah, that wouldn&#039;t fly most likely. Well, if he didn&#039;t think of anything, he could always just give the cat a good scare, maybe start on it and then play it like he just tasted that bad he could not bring himself to eat him? Heh, might be fun as well...<br /><br />``Heh, well, tough luck, buddy. Bet you would also like to get to chow down on some grass eater. Got that friend who told me he once ate a buck, right off his cock, and he was still moaning and cumming as he was swallowing him down. Told ya, herbivores, wired differently! Gonna make that mouse boy moan for my belly as I make him take my cock!&#039;&#039;, Xavier was whispering excitedly, with Nate giving the mouse in question an amused look. Yeah, right dude, that guy is only so quiet because he likely is frozen in panic...<br /><br />But then it hit him. And mentally, he was thanking the big oaf for giving him the idea.<br /><br />``Huh, funny you say that...&#039;&#039;, he whispered back, gears spinning in his head.<br /><br />&nbsp;``Cause, you know, I did talk with Milo. Thought he was joking at first, but, he did say that if anyone was to eat him, he wouldn&#039;t mind if it was one of us...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The hyena was looking at him, eyes wide, slack jawed: ``Wait, what? Milo? For real now?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nate nodded, his tongue just running away with it: ``Yeah, you see, never wondered why someone like him didn&#039;t get to escape the lottery? He told me he kinda gets off on the idea. Just, you know, bit nervous to admit it and all. Heck, who knows, he has money, he might have fixed the whole thing even. I mean, not that I am saying he did it, but, makes you wonder, doesn&#039;t it? I once went to his room to get something and, well, still stank of semen and had his laptop open on some site. Really kinky masochistic shit, I tell you...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nate almost had to laugh at the hyena&#039;s expression. There was a mix of disbelief, shock, but also... jealousy? The guy sure was eager to believe it. Well, no wonder. Xave was the sort of guy who was happy to put people into the ``submissive bitch&#039;&#039; category, men or women...<br /><br />``Oh, like, wow... The guy should have told me, I would have taken care of that for him. No reason to do the lottery then, or, hey, think he did it to do us a favor? Like, taking one for the team?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nate tilted his head slightly, as if he seriously was considering the idea, nodding, before both of them turned to the announcer, who had just addressed them.<br /><br />As expected, Xavier, already down to his shorts, was quick to disrobe, tossing them to their friends, showing that he was both going commando, and already half hard underneath. Well, so was Nate. Even if he was a bit less uninhibited than the big hyena, the thought of what he was going to do to Milo made his cock throb. He could fuck the little pampered twat, right there and then. That would put a stop to all the jokes. Stuff like `that dick&#039;s wasted on you, shorty&#039; or `ya think stoat makes as good a cock warmer as it does a furcoat&#039;. Yeah, he remembered Milo smirking along to one of those...<br /><br />``Do you need anything?&#039;&#039;, a staffer, a middle aged but pretty good looking cougar was asking, leaning down to him with an almost maternal look, her grin making him think she might not be a stranger to eating up young men herself...<br /><br />``Umh, well, a gag I think...&#039;&#039;, Nate answered, his mind still reeling, eager to make his plan work. Couldn&#039;t have Milo ruin it by saying something inconvenient. And, heck, he would spin something for the others about that later. The cougar grinned, flashing her teeth.<br /><br />``We got ball gags laced with a little something that helps make those boys give us a bit more of a show. Crowd always likes to see them go down with a boner, you know? Some lube for that big boy you&#039;re packing might be good, too, gonna be more fun for you as well. And, hmmh, want a little shot? He&#039;s a bit taller than you, even if he is rather skinny...&#039;&#039;, the lady grinned. Nate felt a bit of a flush. Damn. He was doing this. Fuck, it got him excited. And the cougar lady did not help there either.<br /><br />``Umh, no shot, I think I can take him, but the rest sounds good! Umh, and yeah, definitely more fun if he gets nice and hard for the last trip...&#039;&#039;, he said, not sure if he needed to bother with his quickly spun yarn with her, but, eh, just keep it neutral. He had attended a lottery crowd once. He remembered that he had been kinda surprised by the boners. And how little the prey made a fuss, really. But, guess that was why. He could not help the smirk as the cat looked at him, the panic in his eyes, the tremble as he stripped, just as Nate did. Both he and the other guys were already not quite soft anymore down in the groin. Even without any help. Maybe it was the tension, maybe it was something in the air, but he sure was not complaining. He just loved that face he put on when they came with the gag. And just as he opened his mouth to say something, the rubber ball was put in place. And he could, even after just a few moments, see the change in those eyes, as whatever they had on it seemed to start taking effect...<br /><br />Milo felt weirdly numb, as things went on. Their plan was all built on trust. On believing that the other guy would hold to the bargain. But when it came down to it, what did he have? If he shouted and screamed, Nate, no, all of them, would have to pretend that he was just making stuff up. Because what they were doing, hard as it was to prove, very much was against the rules. They would all get into trouble. And, the damn thing was, as much as the look the stoat was giving him sent him into a cold panic, his best, his only hope, and he knew that, was to play along. To hope that Nate was really just playing it up, to SAVE him against any possible accusation of foul play. And that was killing him. He tried for a moment to catch Xavier&#039;s gaze, but the hyena was just looking at him strangely, as if he wasn&#039;t sure what to make of him. And Julie...<br /><br />She looked excited... She did not spare him a proper glance, did not meet his eyes, but he knew her. Knew that way her tongue flicked out over her lips, the same she would do when they were watching a movie she was really into. Lee and Caleb just seemed focused, they likely still thought this was all part of the plan. Slash was the only one who looked at him directly. And he just winked.<br /><br />He saw the cougar lady that had been talking to Nate come over, giving him a grin that held no mercy, holding one of those gags in her hand. His heart was thumping as he opened his mouth, not daring to resist, the rubber tasting strange in his mouth, making breathing a bit awkward. His head was starting to feel hazy...<br /><br />It seemed he was the only one getting one of them though. Xavier, naked and hard, was busy greasing up his fully erect cock, grinning like a kid on Christmas morning, the mouse just looking at him with wide eyes. The guy was stiff. Not just with fear. Milo had not paid enough attention to see if it was because of what the green lizard had just injected him with, or the fear or something else. Frankly, he did not care that much. The guy was dead meat. No way Xavier would do anything but eat the poor bastard right off his cock. The big lug was likely even gonna think he was doing the mouse boy a favor giving him a last fuck. The yeen sure liked to tell himself he was the kind of stud people secretly wanted to be banged by. And just too ashamed to admit it. Yeah, sure, tell that to yourself. But it&#039;s not like you&#039;re gonna get any when you hardly bother to shower most days. Girls usually aren&#039;t into that, even if you had a sixpack and an attitude. The donkey meanwhile...<br /><br />Milo just wished he could trade places with that wolf across from the equine, cause the staff pretty much had to push him along every step of the way. They had gotten the equine to strip, they also had gotten him the shot, lubed him up, but the donkey looked as scared as the wolf, who was staring with wide eyes an embarrassment at the thick, throbbing boner he was sporting. Milo wished the guys could keep those down already. Cause he very much did not like how his own had been stirring for a while now, almost as if by peer pressure. And he was not even really into guys, damn it!<br /><br />Kinda hard though, well, not to get hard when you were surrounded by a bunch of guys all popping a massive boner. And it was only getting worse. He felt precum dripping from his tip, droplets hitting the stage beneath him. While everyone was watching. Nate with a wicked grin, Xavier with a strange look. Surprise mixed with something almost soft. Giving him a leer, the same he was usually trying on girls. What the fuck is wrong with you, dude?!<br /><br />And still, somehow the whole thing was strangely intimate, despite the eyes of the public on them. Six men, all hard and leaking, with very different emotions boiling inside of them, with just the vixen strutting between them seeming to keep the building tension at bay...<br /><br />Milo wished so badly he could run...<br /><br />But he knew it would just make it worse. After all, he still had that collar on. All they needed to do was press a button...<br /><br />``Right, now that we have all our boys ready, time to start the fun! Are you excited? Well, I know our six boys here are, such good lads, really. Especially you three scrumptious morsels there!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Laughter from the crowd followed, making Milo&#039;s face burn with heat. He wished the shameful humiliation could at least get his damn erection to go down, but, if anything, it was getting worse by the second. Yes, they definitely had done something to them. It had to be that gag. That strange taste!<br /><br />``So, let&#039;s get started with our first two lucky boys, Ambrose and Hunter! I mean, just look at that donkey and what he is sporting and look at that big, strapping wolf!&#039;&#039;, the vixen exclaimed, sending them all a lewd wink as she gave both men&#039;s shoulders a squeeze for good measure. As if she was sampling the meat at the market. And she was totally toying with the wolf, getting into his space, almost flirtily, making the guy flustered and his cock throb. While she obviously was salivating at the chance of seeing him publicly humiliated. Then, she just spun around, leaving him hanging, while she clapped the donkey on the back, giving him a push forward as she stepped out of the way.<br /><br />Ambrose let out a weak, braying sound, his movement jerky, his long ears looking almost comical. Milo had to admit, both guys were pretty well built. Strong muscles, slender and toned on the donkey with just a bit of bulk, while almost bodybuilder level beef on the wolf. The donkey made up for it in cock size though. Big, throbbing, dripping precum on the stage, leaving a trail, until their tips touched in a lewdly intimate moment. Both of them trembling, tension, fear, the audience watching with pent breath. Even Milo. He thought he could hear the drip of precum hitting the floor, shafts rubbing together as the Donkey stepped closer. Closer still. The pert nubs of their nipples were touching. The equine slowly stretched out a hand, as if to touch, his mouth opening...<br /><br />``I, I can&#039;t, I just can&#039;t!&#039;&#039;, his cry rang across the stage, across the audience, then he just bolted, cock flopping about, not even bothering to pick up his clothes. Just as much as no one from the staff bothered to stop him. Those were the rules. A moment of silence, then loud laughs and jeers from the audience, leaving only the still stunned looking wolf, hard, ears flattened back, eyes wide...<br /><br />``Ah, well, guess you can lead a donkey to dinner, but you cannot make him eat, right guys?&#039;&#039;, the vixen&#039;s voice sounded through the speakers, microphone in her hand as she grinned at them, showing her white teeth. The wolf, meanwhile, seemed to take some time to parse what had happened. His ears perked back up, looking around himself, as if waiting for the staff to descend on him, dragging him to who knew what fate. But nothing happened. So, he just started to grin, his tail, tugged behind his legs, starting to wag, fist in the air as he let out a cry, half relief, half pure joy.<br /><br />``Woooohaaa! Man, you, you&#039;re the best! Fuck, yeah, thanks, donkey! I owe you big time!&#039;&#039;, he cried out, looking around one last time, before he tore off the collar, jumping first for joy and then just off the stage. Maybe after Ambrose to express his gratitude, maybe just back to safety. Either way, laughter accompanied him, since while he had flung away his collar, he, just like the donkey, had not bothered to pick up his discarded clothes. People had come to see a death, but, seemed like they were, for now, quite happy to be presented with a comedy instead...<br /><br />Damn, why could that not have been me!<br /><br />``Haha, well, who knows, maybe our donkey boy has made himself a friend if not a meal at least. I&#039;m telling you, wolf boy, you better make sure you show some gratitude, take it like a good boy, eh?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The vixen laughed, turning back to the crowd, slowly licking her lips as she eyed both Xavier and the mouse. Milo flung the rodent a quick glance. Like him, he looked crestfallen, likely wishing just as he was that that could have been him... But instead he was facing Xavier, and the hyena was already striking a pose, flexing his muscles, as he licked his chops, waiting for his big moment...<br /><br />``Alright, so, after our first two boys were a no show, let us see what our hyena here has got for us! Looks like he is eager already! Let us see what our mouse boy here has to say...&#039;&#039;, she drawled, walking over to the mouse, shoving the microphone right at him. The mouse looked up, eyes wide, suddenly in the focus. Milo could see the vixen crowding into his space, giving him a merciless grin.<br /><br />``So, since it looks like you will be our opening act after all, any last words? Want to say hi to anyone in the crowd and tell them what a great time you&#039;re having? Come on, Cyril, don&#039;t be shy...&#039;&#039;, she cooed, leaning in close, getting the mouse all flustered, so all he got out was some incoherent, high pitched sound, as he suddenly felt the groping hand, playing with him, feeling him up.<br /><br />``Ah, yeah, `squeak&#039;, classy answer there from our boy Cyril! So, Xavier, got anything for us to say before you dig in?&#039;&#039;, she turned to the hyena, still grinning, showing off his big teeth, the vixen seeming to be less eager to get all up close to him, which Milo wondered if he even noticed. Nah, the guy was busy flexing and showing off his muscles, the tan and brown fur stretching tight over them, as he pushed his groin forward, letting his stiff cock bounce, before he tried his supposedly seductive grin towards the audience.<br /><br />``Well, just gonna hope you lubed that boy up good, so he can enjoy his last ride, all good and proper. With his size, I?m gonna have him down in just three gulps!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />It earned him some laughs and cheers, though mainly from some other fratboy knuckleheads. Caleb was giving him a hoot, Lee was just rolling his eyes, Slash only grinned, while Julie and the other girls were snickering, heads together. But the hyena seemed not to bother even noticing, he just made a confident stride forward, grinning at the mouse, trying to be suave and seductive again.<br /><br />``Hnnnh, now, come here, boy, you gonna love that dick as much as I will love eating that tight ass of yours off my cock...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cyril just stared at him, not moving, making Xavier shrug, the big hand reaching out, the mouse flinching, but not daring to run, as he was dragged forward, spun around, made to face the crowd with Xavier, presenting him like a price, taking one of the big ears between his teeth, playfully tugging at it, as his hand went down, rather roughly grabbing the mouse&#039;s cock, almost shaking it at the audience, making little drops of precum fly everywhere. His grin got, if possible, even more smug.<br /><br />``Hey, see? Told you, Caleb, those guys are wired differently from us, that boy likes it!&#039;&#039;, he shouted, over the feeble whimpers coming from the trembling rodent, his eyes wide open. The crowd was laughing.<br /><br />``Dude, that guy&#039;s terrified, that is a fear boner!&#039;&#039;, the panther shouted back, his chest heaving with laughter. Xavier just grinned even more broadly in return, having no trouble lifting the much smaller male up, spreading his legs, clumsily angling his throbbing tip for the boy&#039;s asshole.<br /><br />&nbsp;``Yeah, you&#039;re just jealous! I tell you, I&#039;m gonna make that prey bitch beg for it!&#039;&#039;, the hyena shouted back, fumbling about a bit as he aimed his cock for the tight hole...<br /><br />Nate could not help but grin. And not even so much at Xave trying to play the suave and sexy predator, but the way that mouse was looking in reaction. Poor guy knew he was just about to be fucked with a hard on for all to see and be eaten right after. And that the guy doing it to him was a big oaf who seriously thought he was a wet dream come to life likely only had to add insult to injury. Well, unless the mouse boy actually had a thing for big, unkempt hunks. If so, well, he doubted it was enough to make him happy with ending up inside of one. He was squeaking and whimpering as the meat was rammed inside, Xave not really considering doing much to help it, with his hands busy holding him up and waving him about for the audience. It made the mouse&#039;s erect cock flop about not only up and down but side to side, flinging drops of leaking precum to hit the first row of the audience, causing one half disgusted, half amused ``ewwwh!&#039;&#039; from whoever it had hit. He saw the mouse wince, the pink visible beneath the pale fur growing more pronounced. Pink like his throbbing dick.<br /><br />``P, please...&#039;&#039;, the soft whimper barely made it out of his mouth, but Xave&#039;s ears were twitching, his grin growing a bit softer. One of his hands went to the boy&#039;s chest, clumsily groping.<br /><br />&nbsp;``Awh, yeah, no worry baby, I am gonna give it to you good. Gonna make you cream yourself nice and good before I&#039;m gonna gobble ya dawn&#039;&#039;, he said, his soft, wannabe teasing tone making more laughter break out from the audience, the mouse just letting out another squeak as the fucking grew more vigorous, the groping hand going wherever, twisting a nipple, claws running down his abdomen, brushing against the swollen, dripping pink shaft. Xave had to be close, eyes shut, letting out a growling moan as his hips kept bucking forward. Guy was either a quick trigger or very pent up.<br /><br />&nbsp;But the drug they gave them had to be pretty good, because so was mouse boy.<br /><br />&nbsp;``Hnnnh, nnnnh! No, please, nnaaargh!&#039;&#039;, he got out, words lost in helpless sounds as he saw the spasms, that pink shaft twitching as he shot his load half over the floor, half over his own body, as Xave kept thrusting, the lewdly wet noises and the thick, creamy white liquid gushing from the mouse&#039;s ass crack telling everyone he was done. And apparently quite pleased with his performance. Well, admittedly, he was big. And made a pretty big mess. So, well, better make sure not to lose out to this. He might not be able to display the same sheer power, but, hey, he could always make his food squirm and scream more...<br /><br />``Well, looks like our first two boys are done playing, so, come on, yeen boy, mouse meat, give us a good show you two, don&#039;t hog the fun for yourself!&#039;&#039;, the vixen chuckled into the microphone.<br /><br />And surely, the mouse did not get long to recover from his humiliating orgasm, for better or worse. Xave&#039;s stomach led out a loud rumble, amplified as the vixen strutted over, placing her microphone right against it. Laughter from the audience. A big grin from Xave, who seemed to neither notice or likely care that it was almost as much at him as at the rodent and his impending fate.<br /><br />He just gave a toothy grin, licking his lips demonstratively, as he hosted the boy up, right of his cock, causing the mouse to let out a pained whimper that drowned out his shaky pleas. Nate was not really sure what he was expecting at that point anyway. Did he think Xave was likely to decide at the last minute that, no, he was not hungry after all. Yeah, don&#039;t waste your breath squeaky boy, you&#039;re gonna be needing all of it soon. Nate grinned, watching as that maw opened wide, descending on the panicked face. Then, those arms flexed, as Xave just tossed him up, drips of pearly white flying everywhere from the still leaking tip, as the mouse hung there in the air, as the hyena&#039;s neck bulged in an almost comical fashion. For a moment, there was a weird sound, Xave&#039;s body shaking, as if he couldn&#039;t take the mouse after all. But then, those muscles around his throat kicked in, moving quickly, sweat running down the hyena&#039;s flanks, arms grabbing the flailing legs, pushing them down, hard.<br /><br />They could watch the bulge the head and then the shoulders were making quickly travel down, until Xave finally sank to the ground, only the feet and tail sticking from his mouth. Just a few more gulps, then the deed was done, the large male grinning sheepishly, throat working, maybe getting the last of the long tail down. Finally, all there was was a loud, resounding burp, followed by cheers.<br /><br />&nbsp;``Well, first boy down! Time for our last two lucky guys! Nate, Milo, don&#039;t be shy now, we want to see some more action!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cheers erupted, Nate could see their friends, all watching, as was Julie...<br /><br />&nbsp;He was not quite sure he could read her expression, but, what he did know was that she had been watching with rapt attention. He had seen her lick her lips and grin as the mouse had gone down. He&#039;d give her a show, alright. Milo never had deserved her. So, who knew, maybe with him down...<br /><br />Just none of that fling the prey in the air. That had almost failed spectacularly for Xave, and he was a huge guy eating a little rodent. No, well, he would show them what a flexible mustelid body was good for. And, hey, cats were pretty flexible buggers too, not that he minded if Milo would squeal a bit...<br /><br />Milo was trembling, looking at the stoat as Nate slowly came closer. He was hard. Leaking in fact. And, as shameful as it was, so was Milo. He had had a front row seat on the mouse boy&#039;s final moments. He had not only seen it, he had smelled it. Felt the heat and electricity in the air. And had he not been next on the block for this, he was pretty sure he would have enjoyed it. Been in the crowd to cheer and rib Xave. And it had been a mouse after all. The kind of guy Milo would have wanted to eat. The kind of guy Julie would have liked him better for putting the prey in his place.<br /><br />But Milo was going to be that guy next. The food. He had very little doubt about it when he looked into Nate&#039;s eyes. There was something cruel in them, making them seem to almost gleam red. Nate was going to break their deal. And there was nothing he could do about it. He could not run, could not struggle, could not plead.<br /><br />He winced, suddenly feeling the stoat&#039;s pointy claws on his shoulder. Nate was leaning in to him, close enough Milo could smell the sharp scent of his arousal, smell his breath. Knowing he would soon get much more intimately familiar with it. Likely with both...<br /><br />``I&#039;m gonna fuck Julie while your dead ass is still stewing in my belly, kitty boy. You don&#039;t know how happy I am to finally put you where you belong. You getting it all, old money, the prettiest girl, all that shit. And now, thanks to fate apparently having some sense of humor, I&#039;ll make sure you will BE shit.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Milo felt the feeble, muffled sound escaping his throat even through the gag, his eyes wide. He heard the cheers of the crowd like a background chorus, his body shaking as he felt himself pulled forward. Part of him wanted to struggle, try to at least not give Nate the satisfaction of going along easily, but the thing was, he felt numb, weak. Maybe just from whatever the gag had been laced with, maybe partly from the shock, but it was like a heavy, weighted blanket was draped over him, making his muscles feel weak even at the thought of moving. His heart was thumping in his chest, Nate was behind him, walking him forward, grabbing him by the chin to make him face the crowd. Look at Julie, mouth open, her face hard to read, Caleb and Lee looking confused, Slash...<br /><br />The cheetah was shrugging his shoulders, before giving him a wink and a toothy grin...<br /><br />He knew his damn cock was still rigid. As was Nate&#039;s, pressing against his rear from behind, sticky and warm, smearing precum and greasy lube over his fur. Then the vixen&#039;s voice, all close.<br /><br />``Now, what do you think, can Nate here fit Milo in when he is about his size? What do you say, ladies and gentlemen? Well, I say, nothing but finding out for ourselves! Just careful with that little boner there, weasel boy, I&#039;ve seen eyes getting poked with those!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Laughter followed, Milo wishing he could get it down. But all it did was jerk and throb, as if reacting to the public humiliation. Or to Nate&#039;s touch. Because the stoat&#039;s grip was changing, roaming, as if he wanted to make sure to rile him up. What the fuck was he doing?!<br /><br />``Seems our kitty boy likes that? What do you say, should we tease him some more?&#039;&#039;, she chuckled and the crowd burst out in cheers. Nate gave his cock an almost painful squeeze, making Milo let out a startled yelp that sounded even through the gag. His cheeks were burning. Nate was harshly whispering into his ear as he gave it another rough squeeze: ``When she sees you slip off my cock and into my mouth, she will see perfectly what an upgrade she is getting. And don&#039;t you even think of jizzing before I get you down, don&#039;t want to have your cum all over my taste buds.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />For emphasis, he felt just a brushing of sharp claws, right against his scrotum. Promise of real agony. And even though Milo knew he would be dead soon, to his shame, part of him was cowed by that. Cowed by the threat of harsh acids burning on intimate flesh ripped open rather than what, in many cases, was maybe mostly suffocation. Maybe even not too painful. Not that he trusted Nate in having any intention of making this easy on him...<br /><br />``Awh, some sweet nothings from pred to prey? Boys, that is cute and all, but we want to see a show! So, come one, fuck him first or just eat him!&#039;&#039;, the Vixen drawled. And Nate did not waste any time it seemed. He could not see his face of course, but he bet the bastard was grinning as he spread his ass cheeks and just rammed his cock right against his hole. It hurt and his ass was clenching, but all it earned him was maybe a moment of reprieve. Nate was greased up enough to make Milo&#039;s sphincter slick with it with just a few clumsy pokes. And thus, it did not take long for him to be angled just right and push him open. Milo bit down on the gag, feeling the strange taste of whatever they had put on it even more sharply on his taste buds, making his head swim. It helped. Somewhat. The pain seemed dulled, but conversely, it made his cock feel painfully, uncomfortably stiff. Behind him, Nate let out a ragged, snarling breath, trembling as he pushed deeper. His hips bucking, he drove himself onward, claws digging into Milo&#039;s skin, sharp and painful, especially when a shift in their bodies made them press right against one of his nipples. The worst thing though was that, beyond the drugs, something about it felt good. Pressure against a spot, like an itch seldom getting scratched. Making the impulse flare up to groan into the gag, push back, just to get some more of it. As if not only the bastard of a stoat, but even his own body was trying to betray him. He wished it would just end quickly, but Nate was not done yet. Sharp teeth bit into his neck, making him throw back his head, his body jolting, before it went still, as the pressure increased. He was not sure if Nate was drawing blood, but instinct made him go still, trembling in the grip, his cock oozing a thick strand of precum, dripping down on the stage.<br /><br />He tried to blend out the crowd, the faces, the voices, lowering his head, closing his eyes as the humiliating mix of pain, pleasure and shame washed over him. Nate&#039;s thrusting was growing quicker, more frantic, lewdly slick, deep inside of him. The bastard was really big...<br /><br />And he wasn&#039;t done with humiliating the cat. The teeth let go of his neck, but in return, he felt himself yanked up by the hair, made to look right at the crowd. And right at one specific person in it. Julie was not meeting his eyes, her gaze just brushing over him with what seemed a mixture of revulsion and fascination. As if he was some dirty yet fascinating specimen, dangling on a hook, dripping with his own juices, as his life was slowly trickling away.<br /><br />``Julie, I just wanted to say sorry for stealing your boyfriend, but, erh, I think he really is into this...&#039;&#039;, the stoat laughed, the crowd joining in. Julie was drawing a little scowl that somehow managed to still make her look pretty. Her expression was half annoyed, half amused.<br /><br />``If you&#039;re sorry, maybe you should have eaten him AFTER he bought me that cute new dress! Can&#039;t you boys keep it in your pants long enough for that at least?&#039;&#039; Laughter erupted. Milo wished he could look away, but Nate was keeping his head up, claws digging into his scalp, his cock still pumping into him, if a bit more slowly now. Julie&#039;s chilly disregard hurt even more than Nate&#039;s betrayal. Worse yet, everyone thought he liked it! Worst of all, his cock really seemed to...<br /><br />``Well, hnnnnh, how about I buy it for you then? C, nnnnh, could make it a date, you know, once this guy is all where, heeeh, I think he knows he belongs...&#039;&#039; More jeering.<br /><br />Julie&#039;s expression went&nbsp;&nbsp;from a scowl to a grin, pursing her lips, before finally giving a nonchalant shrug, brushing back a stray strand of her beautiful pink hair: ``Well, I&#039;ll consider it...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She grinned, showing that seductive gleam Milo knew he had not seen for quite a while. He knew her. Even if she acted all aloof, her posture told him she was excited. Excited as she dispassionately looked at him, just as Nate let go of his head, putting his hand up, maybe in some gesture, letting out a triumphant sound as he began slamming into him again. Hard...<br /><br />The stoat&#039;s vigorous thrusts were speeding up quickly, telling him the ride was nearing its end, spurred on by the cheers of the crowd. And just as his body clenched in instinctive reaction as he went even deeper, sending a rush of sharp pain through him, he heard a sudden, almost squeaky noise, the motion stopping for a moment, just before picking up in quick, staccato thrusts, as he felt himself being filled up, bred with spurt after spurt of warm semen.<br /><br />Don&#039;t come! Don&#039;t come! Don&#039;t come!<br /><br />He repeated to himself. Because even if it might have been an act of rebellion to make Nate swallow him, jizz and all, the prospect of the personal humiliation was worse. So he just remained there, still grabbed from behind, hard and leaking precum as he heard the quick, snarling breaths against his neck, felt the rapid heartbeat against his own body.<br /><br />``Well, seems our boy Nate has fed the kitty some cream. So, Milo, boy, you know what&#039;s the proper thing to do now? Riiiight! You return the favor and feed your man some meat like a good little pussy cat!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He felt himself shivering, fur standing on end, the motions of the cock inside of him making cum start to leak from his ass, a messy trickle running down through his fur, smearing it, just as he could feel the warm breath, right on his ears. He knew what had to come next and it only made it worse.<br /><br />Warm saliva was running down his hair, matting it down, teeth scraping over his scalp, as Nate&#039;s jaws unhinged. For a brief moment, Milo thought that maybe, maybe, Nate would not be able to actually swallow him. That he might get out of this alive after all. But that hope was quickly dashed as he heard the pop of bones coming loose, the wet squelch of tight flesh. And then, darkness descended over him.<br /><br />Had he had the power to, Milo might have madly squirmed to get free, but as before, his body just did not seem to be able to muster much resistance. Just some helpless jerks and twitches, as he felt Nate?s hand grabbing him beneath his armpits, pushing as the jaws stretched around him. And with a wet sound that was all around him, his shoulders slipped in...<br /><br />And with that, Milo knew for sure he was doomed. This was the hardest part. Where his body was widest. If Nate could take that, he... he would take the rest. And he did not waste much time. Milo was almost marveling at how he could swallow so much of him, while his cock was still stuck inside of him, but that was not for long. The pain of his own body being forced to twist and bend with him made him whimper, his movements making the still pretty stiff rod rub right against that sensitive spot, making his cock leak more precum. Just thinking of how that had to look was embarrassing. And still, his erection was throbbing, bobbing up and down, even if at least the sounds of the crowd were now mercifully muffled. And then, with a wet, slick sensation, Nate slid out of him, his cum smearing all over Milo&#039;s short, blue fur. The hands grabbed him by the waist, half lifting him up, before Nate seemed to change his mind, letting him sink down onto the floor, pushing and gulping, almost like a thick, furry snake trying to engulf a meal way too big for it. But, Milo was not...<br /><br />Not too big. He just kept sliding in, pushed by the clawed hands, pulled in by the undulations of the throat. He did not even make Nate gag...<br /><br />The stoat just went on to devour him whole, until Milo could feel the tongue against his ass, felt teeth and lips against his still stiff, leaking cock. His heart almost stopped beating when he felt the sharp graze over his balls, going rigid with panic. And Nate seemed content to keep him like that, using the time to readjust his grip, before another swallow pressed his cock right against the stoat&#039;s palate. The slick, smooth sensation sent a shameful jolt through his whole body, his helpless whimper mercifully muffled by the gag and the tight flesh. The sharp smell of acid was assaulting his nose, his eyes pressed shut to avoid the burn he was about to face. Just the thought of the acid, the same acid that would slowly eat him up, getting anywhere sensitive made him almost panic. His head was swimming, his consciousness starting to flicker, in and out, as he had to hold his breath. Maybe he could just pass out, have it be over with? The worst part was that with his dizzy mind, he could not stop his body reacting. His hips instinctively humping against soft, slippery flesh, before the grazing of sharp claws on his paw pads woke him up. Nate seemed intent to make it clear that he did not want to end up with cat cum in his throat. It was almost hysterical to think that it was their one point of agreement.<br /><br />Milo yelped as he suddenly felt his legs hoisted up in the air, then suddenly, it all went much quicker, gulp after gulp, the throat compressing tight around him, the vice-like grip both agonizing and arousing around his straining cock. It felt pretty intense, just that long, slick slide. Maybe even too intense, where it became almost a bit painful. But then, it was over, just a mad struggle to readjust, until he was there, in the tight chamber, sitting in the pool of acids and enzymes, as a loud burp shook the walls. For a moment, he was struggling, panicking, unable to breathe. But then, as if in response, fresh air streamed in, his body inhaling eagerly, even though he knew it was only to prolong his humiliation...<br /><br />Nate grinned, his burp sounding through the speakers, to raucous cheers, as the vixen grinned back at him, giving his squirming gut a pat. The stoat felt bloated like a tick, his bulging belly almost comically big in proportion to his body. But he had done it. Fuck, yeah! He had done it! Eaten that cat!<br /><br />And he just could not help grinning with giddy delight, taking a moment to take in the question the perky vixen had asked him. He chuckled, looking down, seeing the imprint of Milo&#039;s rigid cock, showing up, giving him a quick inspiration for what to say...<br /><br />``Oh, any words about my meal? Well, I can just say he was damn delicious. Though, maybe that aftertaste of cum is a bit of an acquired thing. Can still taste it on the burp, you know&#039;&#039;, he chuckled, taking some delight in the extra humiliation. Honestly, he had no idea if Milo had shot his load, certainly could not taste it, which he was glad for, but, hey, it served his story for the guys...<br /><br />``Been pretty fun. You guys all saw he liked it a bit rough and that&#039;s what I gave him. You know, it&#039;s not just the herbivores, as much as it may surprise you...&#039;&#039;, he winked, letting his gaze travel over to Xave, who was rubbing his swollen, still slightly stirring gut. The guy was grinning like an idiot.<br /><br />Nate thought he could take advantage of the example though, add a bit on top...<br /><br />So he reached down and rubbed his own hands, very deliberately, right over where he could feel Milo&#039;s cock poking hard and firm against his belly walls. Yeah, show us what a little slutty prey fag you are...<br /><br />``Owh, guys, I think Nate&#039;s right, Milo boy still seems to be ready for a round two! And isn&#039;t Nate sweet, helping him out?&#039;&#039;, the vixen almost purred into the microphone. Cheers erupted from the crowd at her words and Nate could see how Julie was rolling her eyes, shaking her head, though not at him...<br /><br />Nate was pretty sure that any lingering affection she might have had for Milo would quickly melt the more he could sell the story that the guy had actually wanted it. So he made sure to give the kitty some more teasing rubs. Now that he was in his belly, he frankly did not care much either way whether he ended up jizzing out the contents of his balls over his stomach walls or not. It would all end up digested anyway. And, hey, they said eating another male&#039;s private parts was good for the libido at least...<br /><br />He thought he could hear some pretty desperate whimpering sounds from inside. Maybe even signs Milo was trying to get away from the touch. Well, tough luck. The way his stomach tightly clung to him, there was no chance of that. He just made sure to swallow some more air. The squirms did, to his surprise, actually feel rather nice. Nice enough for his own spent cock to stir pleasantly. The fact that the cat had had it coming aside, Milo had been a pretty good meal. Rather tasty even. Who knew? Nate had always figured out other guys might taste a bit, well, too gamy, like some people said about why you wanted to have male meat animals castrated. But, he had rather liked it. Maybe it was partly because Milo always had been pretty well groomed, but that only so slight tang of something more savory mixed in had been pretty enjoyable. Made Nate hope he maybe would get another chance to eat a guy. Well, not that that would be easy, but, who knew, everyone would tell you that many young males, especially herbivores and smaller omnivores and carnivores would disappear some time...<br /><br />And you could read it on the more seedy, sensational websiteshow there was a rather regular amount of bone fragments, those of anthros, that ended up clogging some sewer grates...<br /><br />That would be Milo pretty soon, well, unless he found some nice place out in nature to dump the little shit. But, he was not done with him yet. The Vixen had strutted over to Xave again, after letting him know with a playful whisper that he was free to take his time, so that was what he did.<br /><br />Enjoying his full gut for a bit, he knew he better should take a breath and brace himself before getting up. But, up he did want to get. There was Julie in the crowd after all, talking to one of her friends, her muzzle twisted into a haughty, rather cruel expression. He made sure to get himself all nice and revved, wanting to ensure that both he and Milo would be all nice and hard, before, with a deep breath and all his efforts, he got himself to his feet. The Vixen looked over, grinning, ready with the mike.<br /><br />``Oh, Nate, got any more words for the crowd?&#039;&#039;, she asked playfully, giving him a wink.<br /><br />&nbsp;He puffed his chest, making sure to wait until Julie was looking his way, giving her his best smile.<br /><br />``Well, yes. As you all may have noticed already, there is a very special girl in the audience with us tonight. And I think when I addressed her earlier, I was perhaps not, you know, being the most courteous I could be&#039;&#039;, Nate said with a chuckle, pausing, trying to read her expression. He took a deep breath.<br /><br />``So, Julie, I want to say, since I ate your boyfriend, I definitely will do my best to give you one heck of a date to make up for it! I hear the beach here is really great at night in the moonlight, so, I shall be there, waiting for you at the little gazebo near the boat rentals. Hoping you will come....&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He waited, the crowd waited, and he realized that what he had actually given Julie was what she loved more than anything. And the pink cat was visibly preening in the attention, as one of the staffers, sensing the opportunity for the moment, ran down to hold the microphone into Julie&#039;s face.<br /><br />``Well, I guess you do owe me. And, you know, maybe I owe Milo here a final send off. Points for you if you keep him squirming until then, Nate...&#039;&#039;, she purred, giving him a wink, as the staffer, sensing he was dismissed, made his way back up, where the Vixen was already grinning at the audience.<br /><br />``Alright, looks like our stoat boy has drawn the big lot. What do you think guys, will our Milo boy make it to the sweet farewell with his paramour, or will Julie just say hello to some Milo stew? Well, that is for all of you to imagine! No going down there and peek, boys and girls, eh?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The crowd was cheering, Nate was grinning a bit sheepishly, still having his cock in hand, stiff and erect, just below where Milo&#039;s definitely less sizable member was poking into his belly. There was really only one thing left, and both Nate and Xave were happy to comply. Swallow air, stroke your cock, let them watch... He might have been a bit self conscious about that before, but now it just seemed like a deliciously hedonistic display, as he felt the cat squirm and kick even more fiercely. He hoped he had heard at least some of what had been said. And, staying true to his role, he made sure to give that poking erection a few `friendly&#039; rubs...<br /><br />Though, admittedly, after a while, he kinda forgot about it, he was too busy enjoying himself. Pumping his shaft up and down, feeling the delightful tingle of the still slick flesh, even finding Xave&#039;s groans and cries a strangely fitting background chorus. The hyena came first, thick, creamy spurts coating the floor, before he gave the audience a last grin, his steps rather steady as he made his way down the stage after his final display. Nate did his best, but he had to admit, his load was not quite as impressive as the large hyena&#039;s. Mind you, given his smaller size, the crowd still gave him some goodhearted cheers.<br /><br />Rather wobbly, happy for the handrail, he made his way down, following along, to where his friends were already slapping Xave on the back and talking at him nonstop. Well, Nate was pretty sure some of the questions might be about him. He was prepared though, even when Lee was coming up to him, waiting until they were close enough for others not to easily overhear, as the coyote leaned down.<br /><br />``Nate? Man, you just ate Milo? Like that? Before everyone? Xave said something about him wanting it, but, you, I mean, seriously?&#039;&#039;, he said, voice rather agitated, eyes wide. He might be a bit tough to convince...<br /><br />Nate just decided to play it cool, giving him a shrug, patting his belly. It seemed pretty quiet. Decided to swallow some air, just in case. Hoped it would not lead to any inconvenient ideas from one of the other guys about letting the fucker out or such. Was the last thing he wanted to do...<br /><br />``Think I would have done that otherwise, when that donkey boy already gave me the perfect cue for how to wriggle out of it? I mean, trust me, I had been a bit unsure for a moment. I mean, he was a friend and all. But, hey, I thought, if not me, it would just be some other guy, right?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Lee looked at him, still shaking his head, though it seemed not so much in disbelief at his words.<br /><br />``Yeah, but, I mean, he never... I mean, I would never have thought, I mean, him and Julie...&#039;&#039;, Lee muttered, but it seemed Nate had managed at least to look sure of himself. So he pressed on.<br /><br />``Never heard of those guys who have a cuckolding fetish? One time when we both were drunk, he kinda told me some of the stuff he was into. Don&#039;t think he would have otherwise. That&#039;s why I had the gag and all too. The guy was rather kinky. I mean, you saw how hard he was through all of it. And, well, never wondered why a rich kid with an influential dad was even still eligible for the lottery like the rest of us?&#039;&#039;, he tried his trump again. And like with Xave, it seemed to work. Lee was looking at him, tongue flicking over his lips. Nodding, slowly...<br /><br />``Well, I had been wondering about that, true. Just, man... Bit of a shock, you know... Don&#039;t know if I could have done that, even if he had asked me to. In front of everyone. And, the thing with Julie?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nate felt a bit of a flinch with the sharp look. But he kept grinning.<br /><br />``Told you. Cuckold fetish. And, hey, Julie is a cute girl. Might, you know, just as well do more than just play into his kinks...&#039;&#039;, he said, trying to look sheepish, giving his gut a little rub. And yep, feeling a small stir. Great, meant he could enjoy rubbing it in as his stomach walls would rub Milo into mush...<br /><br />Lee gave him a grin, maybe not a super friendly one, maybe he thought he was a bit of a dog, but he seemed to have bought it. Nate watched his turning back, unable to help the giddy grin on his face.<br /><br />He only stopped when he noticed someone grinning back at him. A familiar, spotted someone, who was casually leaning against a wall, the long tail swishing playfully, showing some teeth.<br /><br />Nate felt a little shiver, as he smiled back at the cheetah, watching as Slash turned to Xave, clapping him on the shoulder. And with that, it did not take long for the crowd to start dispersing. Soon, the moon was rising over the waves. And Nate knew it meant it was time for his date...<br /><br />Nate let out a content sigh as he made his way down the street to the waterfront. His gut still felt rather heavy, making him almost waddle about, not exactly setting a record for speed. Nate still felt great. There was still an occasional stirring. He wondered if it already hurt in there, or if Milo was just feeling a tingle. If he really was conscious and not just stirring in his last, fitful sleep. He looked forward to finding out. Maybe he would really start squirming once Julie was there to rub his stewing remains. He had a feeling she would like that. And Nate would be happy to oblige...<br /><br />``Heh, on your way to meet the little princess, lover boy?&#039;&#039;, a familiar voice was coming from the shadows, startling Nate as he quickly turned around, seeing the slender, well toned shape of Slash casually sauntering over from beneath the arcades. He was grinning, slowly coming closer, towering over him. Close enough he could smell him. Big cat, a lingering aroma of spicy seasoning, bit of salty sweat or salty sea breeze. He made an instinctive step back, but the cheetah just followed up, making Nate feel his breath quickening a bit, as he looked up into the grinning face.<br /><br />``Ooh, eh, you kinda startled me. What are you doing out here? Not gonna try to peek or anything?&#039;&#039;, he tried to sound lighthearted, watching the cheetah grin in response, the rows of teeth showing.<br /><br />``Naaaaah, not my style, trust me, man. Just thought I&#039;d stop bi, say hi...&#039;&#039;, he answered, all casual, getting closer, reaching out a hand for a pat on Nate&#039;s swollen belly.<br /><br />``Shame you got him, rather had hoped I would snatch that kitty up, but, eh, guess I shoulda been faster?&#039;&#039;, he chuckled, giving an almost exaggerated shrug, slowly rubbing one hand over the bulge.<br /><br />``Didn&#039;t know though I wasn&#039;t the only one who `cheeted&#039; when we made that promise, back at the apartment...&#039;&#039;, the cheetah almost purred, but his feral grin made Nate feel rather nervous, as he quickly piped up to protest: ``Umh, I didn&#039;t! I told you guys, Milo was into...&#039;&#039;, he started, but stopped as he felt a blunt claw poking his belly button.<br /><br />``Yeah, come on man, no need to give me that crap, we&#039;re friends and all, right? And see, I think I know pretty well that Milo wasn&#039;t THAT eager to end up a meal. Or, you can be sure, he wouldn&#039;t have been sticking around long enough for this&#039;&#039;, he chuckled, stepping back a bit, patting his own, flat, muscular abdomen. Nate tried to smile back. For a moment, he felt his heartbeat quickening, but then Slash just clapped him on the shoulder, chuckling, the stoat, still a bit nervous, joining in.<br /><br />``Okay, okay, I always wanted to eat the little fucker. Happy?&#039;&#039; Nate said, with a bit of challenge in his tone. It just earned him another grin though. A grin and a wink.<br /><br />``Well, bit of honesty never hurts, hmh? But, guess I better not keep you. Or you&#039;ll be keeping the princess waiting&#039;&#039;, the cheetah retorted, making a step back, back to one of the pillars of the arcade in what merely seemed a heartbeat, leaning back, stretching and letting out a big, toothy yawn.<br /><br />Nate shook his head, grinning at the cheetah, as he went on his way, to the little gazebo.<br /><br />``Oh, just one thing, lover boy&#039;&#039;, the voice sounded as he had already started to push the little encounter out of his mind, making the stoat turn back, belly wobbling, looking at the cheetah, whose eyes were lighting up in the night, as he grinned at him, poking at his own, flat belly.<br /><br />&nbsp;``Just thought I&#039;d tell you. I planned to eat Milo, lottery or not. And you know, a good pred never restricts himself to prey all nicely offered up to him on a platter. Not when the hunt is so much more fun, you know...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He chuckled, heartily, before very slowly licking his lips as he gave Nate a last wink. The stoat just shook his head. Cats. Damn smug bastards, the whole lot of them...<br /><br />A good pred shouldn&#039;t let anyone know he was stalking him either, right? Slash likely was just jealous he was going to hook up with Julie...<br /><br />Nate gave the weakly stirring cat meat in his gut a gentle rub, feeling his muzzle twisting into a smile as he looked up at the pale moon hanging in the sky, reflected on the still waters of the sea. The night was still young. And Milo, squirming helplessly, skin burning with the first pangs of digestion, would hopefully make for a good icebreaker, before Nate&#039;s belly would be done breaking him...<br /><br />************************************************************<br /><br />``He&#039;s still alive in there?&#039;&#039;, the pink cat was asking, looking at the stoat with a grin, her breath still going quick, as her hands rubbed over the swollen bulge, the clear outline of male cat rather easy to make out. As was the outline of cock. Nate might have gotten flaccid, but the contrast between his rather sizable endowment and what Milo was sporting was rather clear. A rather clear trade up there. And, Julie had to be honest, Milo had grown a bit more stingy recently, so, not really much to mourn there...<br /><br />She let out a soft laugh, rather amused by the feeling of something pulsing beneath the layers of skin, muscle and flesh. Though, if she wasn&#039;t just imagining it, things down there felt a bit, well, softer...<br /><br />She pressed her ear close, listening to the steady heartbeat, the more and more insistent gurgling and the cries sounding from inside. Well, the idiot was still apparently hard, so, eh, she guessed the little bitch was still enjoying himself. Yuck. To think she had him take her to bed when this was what got him off? It was rather pathetic. Though, there was at least something fun about being there to witness him stew...<br /><br />Nate definitely seemed to enjoy the rubs, the stoat letting out a happy groan. Looking at her with an almost dopey grin, as if he was high on something. Julie did not know that for the stoat, having his body getting busy on Milo and his gag meant he was getting a good bit of the drugs&#039; effect that still was keeping Milo unable to fight down his arousal, even as his bones were starting to crack under the insistent pressure.<br /><br />``Hmmmh, you know, if you really would like me to, I could cough him up for you, sweetie...&#039;&#039;, he said, grinning, his voice slurring a bit. Julie just frowned, shaking her head.<br /><br />``Ewww, no! I bet his fur is already all gone, and his flesh will be starting to slough off. No thanks!&#039;&#039;, she said, letting out a giggle, which Nate joined soon with a drunken bout of laughter. Both of them eagerly were listening to the cacophony of digestion going on inside. Nate was looking at her, where she was still rubbing over Milo&#039;s erection, pressing against the stomach walls. His mouth spread into a grin.<br /><br />``Should I let him go now then&#039;&#039;, he asked, both of them exchanging looks. The cat just shrugged, giving a nod and a yawn: ``Yeah, guess so, I am getting a bit sleepy...&#039;&#039;, she purred. Nate grinned, letting out a big belch, that caused her to giggle and give him a mock pout. It did not take long then. Just a last bit of frantic movement, then, the sounds of Milo&#039;s cries inside stopped together&nbsp;&nbsp;with his last, weak squirms. Though it took some more time for his erection, together with the rest of him, to fully soften up...<br /><br />************************************************************<br /><br />&quot;Hey, Nate! Man, are you about done in there?&quot;, Caleb growled, tapping his clawed hands against the doorframe. Not that he was surprised. Nate after all just had his digestive tract finish dealing with a pretty sizable meal. Problem was, Xave was just as busy in their other bathroom. And if he had the choice, he knew which one he would rather go to after the current occupant was done...<br /><br />&quot;Hnnnh, s, sorry dude, just a bit more, give me a minute, almost... hnnnh, almost got him all out!&quot; There was an audible sound of something hitting water, then the sound of flushing, followed by more groans. Well, at least Nate was conscientious and kept flushing...<br /><br />&quot;Yeah, got it, got it, just hurry up. I thought Milo had already been taking his bloody time in the bathroom when he was alive, but the guy is even worse now&quot;, he growled, unable to help a grin. Luckily, it did not take too long until the stoat was stumbling out, his previously swollen belly back to normal. Thankfully, he had opened the window, letting in a fresh sea breeze. He did not wait for Nate to step away as he sauntered in, wrinkling his nose as he looked at the bits of skull left in the ball, crookedly staring back at him. WIth a sigh, he pushed again, letting it flush until what was left of the cat was all down the drain with a final, slow gurgle...<br /><br />&quot;Hmmmh, guess there goes Milo&quot;, Lee&#039;s wry voice came from the door, the coyote making his way in, causing the panther to sigh in exasperation.<br /><br />&quot;Yeah, could use something to freshen up the air in here, window helps, but...&quot;, he shook his head. Nate was grinning.<br /><br />&quot;Well, Milo could be a bit of a stinker&quot;, he chuckled.<br /><br />&quot;Dude, not funny, not from you&quot;, Lee growled back, before turning to Caleb: &quot;I think Cindy?s got some scented candles, could hop over and ask her...&quot;, he offered.<br /><br />&quot;What, like, a little service for him? Light a candle at Milos final resting place?&quot;, Nate kept going, grinning widely, making Caleb just shake his head.<br /><br />&quot;Well, kinda, but, dude, Lee is right, you really shouldn?t be saying that...&quot; They all paused, listening to the slow dripping sound of the water tank refilling.<br /><br />&quot;Well, still, those candles, yeah. Definitely with whatever Xave is leaving us in the other bathroom...&quot;<br /><br />They nodded. Even Lee had to grin.<br /><br />&quot;I think Milo would get off on that talk...&quot;, Nate said, grinning, making the others roll their eyes.<br /><br />&quot;Dude, you said that when you used his leftover clothes as a cum rag! Seriously!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Hey, it?s not like anyone will want his old underwear! Might as well use it for something!&quot;<br /><br />Caleb growled, looking at the others, demonstratively pointing to the door.<br /><br />&quot;Guys, before we start making this a fucking memorial service, get out! I need to use this damn bathroom, whether I am pissing on Milo?s grave or whatever, don?t care!&quot;<br /><br /></span>","pools_count":0,"title":"The Lottery","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"application/msword","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"f","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"304"}