Mana was having an unusually unlucky night. She was having a poker game with the boss of her favorite bar, one of their many regular games. All night she lost, she wished she could blame it on cheating but knew the game was fair.

“Damn, that was a good bluff. Nearly fell for it.” The raccoon collected his winnings, and looked down confused. “You’re short.”

“What do you mean?” She quickly did the math in her head and realized she bet a few hundred more than she had left. “Oh, uh. I can get the money if you let me.”

“You know the rules, you only play with what you bring. You’ll have to put up something else for the rest.”

“Come on, just let me pay you back.”

“You’ve taken advantage of the rule too much when you’re winning to call foul now.” The raccoon counts up the winnings, “You’re quite short, going to have to put up something big to make up for it.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Well,” the raccoon looks Mana up and down then smirks, “I’ve had my eye on your cock for a while.”

“W..what will you do to it?” Mana swallows, bets like that meant it’d be taken from her.

“It’s so big, virile, beautiful. It’d make an unforgettable dinner.”

Mana shivered, her cock was a thing of envy. More than once the raccoon was stuffed with it, claiming his holes was one of her favorite prizes. 

“My cock is worth far more than what I owe!”

“I realize that. So I’m proposing one last game. If you win not only will you win everything you lost tonight, I’ll publicly be your slave until I can win my freedom back.”

That caught her interest. She’d been trying to get the raccoon to accept that wager for months. Imagining parading him around his bar, showing everyone that the big tough boss is a big bitch for her cock quickly made her cock grow hard. Even so, she was hesitant.

“Come on, I know you enjoy the risk as much as I do.” Holding out his hand to shake on it.

“Deal!” She said, excitement from the risk and possible reward overtaking her.

“Excellent choice, good luck,” sincerely meaning it. He shuffled the deck and dealt.  

Mana picks up the hand she was dealt. It looked like she had a shot! A 2 through 5 of hearts and a 2 of diamonds.

“I’ll take one card,” she says confidently, passing her card over. A new card was dealt and she picked it up, an ace of hearts. She smirked and looked at her opponent.

“Three of a kind,” the big raccoon said, dropping his cards.
“Haha, straight flush bitch,” Mana said, showing her hand and smiling triumphantly.

There was a pause before Mana heard the raccoon giggling. “That’s a 2 of diamonds you dork.”

Mana’s face dropped and she looked at her hand. Sure enough, the 2 of diamonds was looking back taunting her, she threw away the ace by mistake. She swallowed down a lump in her throat, how could she make such a dumb misplay.

“I..I h..had the other heart, you can check,” Mana pleaded, “Why don’t we just call it off?”

“You’ve been coming around long enough you know we won’t do that,” the raccoon responded.

Two buff bouncers walked up behind Mana and lifted her from the seat by the arms. The raccoon walked over and tore her top open and pulled down her skirt. Despite the predicament her cock was fully hard, spilling out her panties. The bouncers pulled her top and bra off, leaving her in just her panties.

“The kitchen is across the bar, we’ll escort you there.”

Mana blushed but knew better than to struggle. To add to the humiliation, the bouncers grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled up as they walked out into the bar, using it to pull her along. 

“Fresh meat coming through!” The raccoon yelled, dashing any of Mana’s hopes of getting by relatively unnoticed. The extra attention caused her to blush quite red, but her enormous cock only throbbed harder. There were whoops and cheers as she was pulled across the middle of the room. Phones were out, recording her and getting pictures of her cock meat and massive wedgie.

“This meat needs some tenderizing, anyone here want to help!” He yells followed by cheers. Mana is picked up and dropped on a table in the center of the room. Her cock lays flat on the table, and her balls and ass are exposed and vulnerable. The wedgie is pulled tighter, really digging into her balls and ass.

A line quickly forms and one at a time the patrons come up and spank her. At first they only spank her bare handed, alternating between her cheeks, cock, and balls. She cries out every time her cock or balls are hit, but the punishment and humiliation soon causes her cock to leak pre.

“Oh, can’t have any of that precious cum wasted. Let’s plug that leak.” The raccoon pulls out a long rod with balls of increasing size running down it. The first little ball is pushed in, and the bouncers have to pin her down to stop her from thrashing. The increasingly sized balls are pushed in one at a time, each one bringing out a loud cry from Mana. Despite her cries, the sadistic raccoon doesn’t stop until the fist sized final ball gets shoved in.

Mana whimpers as her torments from the customers continue. While the spanking is starting back up, the raccoon walks up in front of Mana and pulls his pants down then shoves his sweaty ass into her face. He just rubs it on her snout, forcing her to smell it as she’s spanked. She gets a few more bare handed slaps, but soon she feels a paddle come down on her already sore balls. The order from before also quickly breaks and they start coming up two-three or more at a time, all her sensitive bits getting constant spanks. She’s burning red blushing, not just from the humiliation of getting publicly spanked but from her cock throbbing trying to cum from the abuse but the plug preventing it. 

After minutes of torture, the customers are pushed back and the raccoon get off her face. Mana’s lifted back to her feet and finishes her walk to the kitchen. More pictures are taken of her ass, now glowing red from the constant spanking. As a final show before they enter the kitchen, the bouncers grab her panties tight and lift. It lifts Mana off her feet and she kicks her legs, but the panties can’t hold all the weight long and soon tear off. A bouncer hands the torn panties to the boss and he throws it to the crowd, causing a bit of chaos as they dive for them.

“That wasn’t exactly part of the deal,” Mana moans, wiggling her sore butt.

“I’ll take it off your bar tab,” the boss snarks as they walk through the kitchen. They reach a thick pole attached to a platform, already pre greased for use. The bouncers lift the coyote up on top of it.

“H….Hold on, I only bet my cock. You can’t roast me.” She starts struggling to no avail.

“Don’t worry, we’re only using it to hold you still while we cook your cock.”

A gag is shoved into her mouth before she gets lifted up until the tip of the thick pole is at her ass. The bouncers start pulling her down it, her ass getting forced wide open. She can feel it pushing into her guts as she’s mercilessly impaled on it. Even used to huge insertions this pole was a struggle for her, but the treatment made her cum only for the plug to block it again. The shape of the pole could be seen through her gut, ending just below her chest when she was allowed to stand again. Her arms get tied behind her and legs are spread and cuffed to the platform.

She breathed heavily as she was rolled over to a grill. The raccoon walked up and started rubbing oil all over her cock and balls. He can feel all the cum trapped in her shaft and starts stroking it, wanting it to plump up even more before it hits the grill. The oil allows him to stroke it hard, trapping Mana in torturous pleasure. It isn’t long until her knot throbs and a third load of cum fills her shaft. Quickly after cumming, a band is slid on to the base of her cock and balls preventing her painfully hard cock from softening in the slightest and making it pulse with her heartbeat.

“All ready for the grill. Can’t wait to see how it tastes grilled up.” The boss leaves and goes to wait for his meal.

Mana is wheeled up to the grill and her cock and balls are dropped on it. She screams into the gag from the sudden heat, but is unable to move a single inch due to the pole filling her. The cries turn to whimpers as she watches her cock cook. Embarrassingly, the grill makes her orgasm one last time, the band preventing any cum from escaping her balls. The delicious smell of her grilled meat fills her nose as she starts losing sensation from it. Her mouth starts to water and she has to admit her cock makes good meat.

When the meat starts to blister she’s pulled off the grill and the meat is placed on a tray. A table is placed on the platform to hold it and she’s wheeled back out to the bar. She’s taken to the vip area, set up so the entire bar can watch anything that happens in there. The boss is sitting at the table, fork and knife ready for his meal. Everyone watches expectantly as she’s brought up and her huge cooked dick is put on the table. 

“Thank you for growing this wonderful slab of meat for me,” the boss says, smelling it. He pulls the sound from her cock, causing a warm cum to leak out like a sauce. He then stabs the fork into her cock near the tip and starts cutting off a piece of it.

Mana barely winces, hardly feeling anything as her cock is carved into. She can’t help but think she hopes the raccoon enjoys it, feeling a bit excited even. A slice is carved off and the raccoon collects some cum sauce on it then brings it into his mouth and starts chewing. Mana waits apprehensively, wondering why she cares if he’ll find it tasty so much. After a moment of chewing, he lets out a loud moan.

“Damn, this is probably the best meat I’ve ever had!” Quickly cutting off another bite and eating it. The praise causes a massive cheer from the crowd. Mana beams, feeling proud that he’s enjoying her cock meat so much and not even worrying about why she cares.

After the first two bites, the raccoon gets impatient and drops all manners and bites right into Mana’s meat, tearing off a bite. This caused Mana to jump, and as the boss ravenously tears into her cock she can swear she feels an orgasm building. Inch after inch of her cock is devorered, causing Mana to have several phantom orgasms. Soon all that’s left is her swollen knot and balls.

“Mmmm, been looking forward to this.” The boss grabs his knife and cuts the knot off. He holds it in both hands, brings it up to his mouth, and bites into it like a fruit. Trapped cum and juices squirt out over his face, and he licks them up as he chews, smacking loudly. Mana watches wistfully as the huge knot she was so proud of gets devoured, caught between the feeling of loss and the new found joy of it getting eaten. He takes bite after bite, making quick work of the bulbous knot. He cleans the remaining juices off his fingers and grabs his knife again.

Mana watches intently as the knife is brought to her sack. The skin is cut and a puff of steam escapes. The raccoon reaches in with his fork and fishes out a steamed testacle. Mana's breath gets heavy, watching as the last of her futa-hood is getting taken away. The knife cuts the vein connecting it and the raccoon brings it to his mouth, popping it in and biting down. The testacle makes a loud pop as it bursts, making Mana squirm as it gets chewed up. He soon swallows and excitedly pulls out the other testacle. The last of her beautiful futa genitals get unceremoniously sliced off and eaten, the casualness of it giving her a funny happy feeling.

“That was divine dear,” he compliments, cleaning his face with a napkin. “Take her to the bedroom and let her rest up, that must’ve been tiring.”

Mana gets wheeled out. Secretly she wonders how much she could get for her tits.