A young coyote sits backstage, looking at the three other furs here with him, he wondered if they were all as nervous as him. They had all been selected from a group of applicants to appear on this new TV show, and, after they had signed the waivers, would be paired up into teams. It was a good deal he thought, a clever guy like him should have no problems winning the massive grand prize, even if he got paired with a complete dunce! The consequences of failure were at the back of his mind but, he wasn't worried at all. The stage was droning on about the rules and how once that paperwork was signed there was no going back, as he read through the waiver. The fox, having already read through the waiver previously pads over to the Coyote, sitting on the chair closest to him and rubbing his head, as if he were a little nervous. "So.. I guess you're my 'partner' for this, huh?" He peeked down at the waiver in his hands; eyes lazily scanning over the paper for anything important he'd missed before making the decision to sign. The coyote nods. "Guess so man, lucky me" he winks at the fox and smiles as He flips through his own paperwork, so full of legalese it was pretty much nonsense to him. The important part was he would win three million dollars or die trying. Hardly a risk, they both were thinking, coyotes and foxes were a lot smarter than the two cats they would be up against. He eagerly signs his name and passes the waiver to the waiting hand. "Ready to get rich?" "Yeah.. I think we have a pretty good chance." looking over at the coyote, he bites his bottom lip lightly then returns hijs attention to his waiver. Having been somewhat reassured by the coyote's confidence, he quickly signs and passes it to the stage hand, then returns to his seat with the coyote. "I think we have already won!" The two cats seemed to be talking and making hisitant motions at each other before finally, slowly, signing the waivers and returning them to the judge. they are all lead out on stage. Coyote first, followed by the fox, who's long bushy tail was swishing eagerly bnehind him. He looks around, somewhat surprised by the large crowd, and caught off guard by the bright, heat-emitting lights shining onto him, making him blink and rub his eyes some. The coyote was reacting similarily, having gone still at the sight of the gallows. The fox bumping into him shakes him awake and the two canines taking a position on one side of the stage with the cats on the other, between them was a gallows with two hanging nooses, a grim reminder to do the job right. The lights go bright, heating up the stage considerably. The host steps up onto a podium in front of the gallows. “welcome welcome, ladies and gentlemen to the second episode of hangman! We have our four volunteers for tonight! For those of you unfamiliar with the show, it is a real life redoing of the traditional childrens game of the same name, each team picks a word, and the other team tries to guess it one letter at a time! For each correct letter the opposing team guesses, or each wrong letter the teaam guesses, they take other step towards the noose. The winners collect three million dollars in prize money, the losers hang, after we fulfill a simple final wish, of course.” "So hey, my name is klimt....what should our word be?" He asks the fox, who was clearly a little nervous about the whole idea now he was on stage but put on a brave face regardless. "I suppose it's easier for you to just call me Teal. Anyway.. Maybe our word should just be ... Hmm ... All that comes to mind is "Hyperbole" How about that?" "alright, teal. Hyperbole it is! " he writes it down on a peice of paper and hands it to the fox, "mind taking that up to the judge?" He asks, unable to stop the slight shakiness in his voice, starting realize just how real this was. The idea of walking up under those gallows this soon made his stomach roll. The fox took the paper and nodded. The corner of his eye caught the video playing and he turned his attention to the screen. Letting out a light gasp and covering his mouth as he witness the pair being hanged on screen. Curling his toes some. "Oh my.." He shook his head and walked over to the judge with the word and then quickly moved back to the coyote. Up on the screen behind the stage, a video was being played from the previous show, two raccoons stand under the nooses, reaching out and pulling the thick rope around their own necks, fear obvious in their eyes and quaking bodies but...rules were rules, they had to noose themselves...one gives a thumbs up, then the other, signaling they were ready. The traps under them open and they drop, just a foot, a surprised then pained look on their eyes. After mere seconds their eyes bulge and faces turn purple, paws at their necks, kicking and swinging, trying to get their feet onto the ledge...after a minute faces go blue, struggles weaken...eventually they stop all together. "I guess there's really no going back in this.. Huh? I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous..." "in it for the long run now, cutie. And i think we are allowed to be a bit nervous." he gulps, tail tucked down between his legs. The cats, having put a bit more thought into their word, take their paper up to the judge together. When they return to their positions. “alright folks, the words are in and we will have a quick coin toss to determine who goes first. Canines are heads, cats are tails.” the silver coin is seen flipping through the air, and a mere second later he announces “cats go first and away we go! Who will walk out of here alive and rich? We're about to find out!” the cats announce “E” as their initial guess, the letter showing up in the appropriate places on the board above the hosts podium. The coyote looks over at his friend and grimaces the foxes heart races some as he knew that 'E' was in the word he'd chosen. Jumping to conclusions and regretting his decision, but but quickly becoming collected again and breathing deeply. "Hmh.." He peeked at the coyote, prepared to step forward whenever he does. His tail idly swishing behind him. The coyote lets out a deep breath and they take their first step forward. Then immediately, he announces his letter choice of “E as well.” a buzzer sounds, no letter appears on the screen. He gulps deeply, looking at the fox and mouthing the word “sorry” to him. The coyote beginning to question the wisdom of being here. He takes the foxes paw in his and squeezes as they take another step forward, the gallows beginning to look huge to him, though they were only a couple feet forward. The cats, grinning from ear to ear at their early lead, guess the letter O next, incresing their lead again. The coyotes ears flatten and He nudges the fox to take a guess before we step forward again. The fox announces, quietly “A” grumbling some and stepped forward. Nudging a footpaw against the coyotes lightly and moving closer to the larger canine. This time, the letter appears on the cats board, and while they are still grinning, for the first time they look a little bit nervous as they take a lazy step towards the gallows. Followed by a mewling “L” the coyote stares at their screen for a few seconds, then glances at the fox with a small whimper, pulling the fox close against his side. This wasnt looking good at all, ans he didnt understand why they were losing...he sighs, and takes a slow, relunctant step forward with you. The fox whimpers with the coyote, leaning into his larger frame and soft warm fur for comfort. His legs shaking with the built up tension as they get closer and closer to the gallows. "Its ok, i am sure they are gonna guess wrong this time and that should even it up a bit..." the coyote doesnt sound at all certain of it. " I don't know if I can do this..." the coyote leans over and nuzzles at the foxes ear. " no choice...we need to guess within a minute or we forfeit..." he gulps, earflicks and announces "C!" The coyote not thinking very clearly now, the thought of having to hang to death dominant in his mind... the fox hears the buzzer and closed his eyes, stepping forward. Gripping onto the coyotes arm at this point and nuzzling firmly at your cheek. The coyote steps with him, holding tight against the fox, somehow, they were already at the bottom of the two steps up to the gallows stage, once they were on top, it was all over. "Come on... This shouldn't be happening.." the fox whimpers "Its not...its just a dream..." he mutters to, more for his own sake than yours. He doesn't even hear the cats guess over the pounding of his heart in his ears, the noise of the crowd is what makes him look up and see yet another letter light up on the screen. The fox bites his bottom lip once more and steps forward with the coyote onto the step of the gallows. Letting out a soft whimper ; keeping his eyes shut. "S-sure.. Just a dream.." "Your turn to guess sweetie...i'm sorry." the fox stammers and stutters out “i guess the letter C” so mixed up he had forgotten that letter had already been guessed. knowing there wasn't much more he could do. The coyote blinks and exclaims "I just guessed that!" the buzzers jnevitable noise sounding almost instantly. He looks over at the fox with a wince "thats it...this is it..." "O-oh.. I.. I'm sorry.. I wasn't paying attention.. D-damn it.." he gulps, a rock in his throat, knees weak as he takes the final step onto the platform, holding you up himself as we climb to our doom. Behind us large staff member step in to block us from running...in front of us the nooses hang, right at eye level. The foxes legs shaking and quivering noticably, nervous and dazed, butterflies doing riverdance in his belly. "Not like this..." the coyote stands at the edge of the stage, staring too. His ears flst and tail tucked between his legs...the host was droning on about something. but he had everything but the poor fox he let down beside him and those two nooses, waiting, in front of him, blocked out of his mind. He pulls the fox into a tight, close hug, a tear dropping onto his head... "i...i guess it might not be too bad...just...a little pain for a minute..." the fox held the coyote close and stood up on the tips of his toes briefly to give him a lick across the muzzle, stroking down his back and nuzzling firmly into his neck. Trying his hardest to block out his inevitable fate from his mind. "It's just a dream.. I know it is. It has to be." "Yeah hun. Just a really bad dream...here...i'll go first..." he tries to put on a brave face as he lets you go, his whole body language showing his fear, as he walks slowly forward, his heart pounding in his chest, breathing in deep gasps, gulping as he stands immediately in front of that noose. He reaches out and grasps it, it was smooth, almost silky, not like the rough hemp he expected, strange, how such a thin bit of fiber was strong enough to take....his life . "Its just a dream...just a really bad dream...the trap will open and i'll wake up...nothing to it...." he mutters, his words amplified for the audience, there cheers a dim noise, barely noticable over his pounding heart...he pulls the noose around his neck, the knot hanging on his left shoulder, the thing almost felt comfortable, really, like a high quality collar. He looks over at you and motions for yiu to join him the fox sighs and stepps forward, putting the noose around his without too much hesitation and looking around at the crowd, his legs trembling very noticably as he was completely filled with fear, but knew if he continued to delay it, it would just get worse. "Mmh.. I don't want this... I really don't. His ears lowered the coyote closes his eyes and clasps his paws behind his back. Waiting, terrified...listening to the fox and wondering what he intends to do? Back out? It was too late, they signed their lives away not ten minutes ago backstage. The fox knew as well as the coyote did that they did this to themselves, and they agreed, willingly....eagerly even...to do this. "I just didnt think it would end like this." he feels the guard behind him, and in seconds his clothes fall to the floor, exposing his bare furred body to the audience, he looks over at you, seeing them do the same. The fox gasps as his clothes are removed and almost instantly drops his handpaws to cover his tip, poking out from his sheath. Toes curl and he looks around with a humiliated blush The coyote cries out "w..wait! I dont remember agreeing to be naked for this!" the guards step back...all that's left is for us to give the thumbs up. The coyote looks over the foxes naked form, murring despite the prediciment. “wish I met you sooner, a..are you getting hard?” the fox huffs and turns away from the coyote, lifting his tail to expose his rear. "Might as well take a look now. Won't get a chance to see it once we're dead." He curled his toes; claws scraping against the ground a little. Almost acting as if he'd forgotten the seriousness of the situation. "I-i'm not hard.. My tip's just out.. I-it happens." He said, as he turned his head back towards the coyote the coyote stares at the foxes ass, andmiring its supple curves and soft white fur a little whine from his throat, pheremones from both of us in the air, distracting both of them from the serious situation they were in, their sensitive noses picking them up, the coyotes body reacting naturally...as his own tip slips from its sheath, his paws move to hide it. He does a small tail raised turn to show off to the fox and the whole audience "c..can we have one last request? Before we...go? looking at my companion here...i have to ask...can we make sure we cum, before we go, somehow?" the fox lightly blushed and turned to the coyote, staring a little too long at his rear. Curling his fingers some and swishing his tail.. "Eh-heh.. Mmh.." His blush suddenly deepened at your request to the judge, making him gasp lightly. "H-hey.. You sure about that?" He kept his semi-erect member covered, having no intention on showing the audience his cock The judge nods and the staff comes over, pulling paws behind their backs and cuffing them together. A pair of thick black plugs are shown to the doomed fox, coyote, and audience, presented to their muzzles to lube up before being unceremoniously forced into their tailholes, both set to vribate widly when inside. the fox growled loudly as he hands were forced from his cock, revealing a half erect, pink fox-cock to the audience. Fidgeting some, pathetically attempting to cover it between his thighs but giving up and looking away from the audience with a blush. "Hmph.." He ignored the announcer and just shut his eyes; the vibrating weakening his legs and making him whimper softly as his cock rapidly erected to its full size. Pre leaking onto the floor "A special treat for us tonight" the host announces "these two quears are gonna cum hands free while they hang! I am not sure if thats how they wanted to cum but, thats how we are going to do this! Now, we are running short on time so if the competitors can give us a thumbs up, we can finish this up! You two ready to die?" the coyote, standing, fully erect on the trap door...he takes one last deeep, ragged breath, his cock twitching...this might even be fun, he heard you cum a lot harder while you asphyxiate, so he focuses on that, trying to ignore whats going to come after...and raises his thumb, signaling his readiness... the fox huffed once more and raised a thumb; trying his best not to look at the crowd as his thick pink member was exposed to them. A blush streaked across his face; a mix of lust and humiliation. the traps open as soon as your thumb is raised, the coyote falls too fast to even cry out before his windpipe is collapsed by his own body weight "i cant fucking breathe oh god!" He thinks..pain in his neck and pleasure coursing through his cock and backside, as his lungs start to burn with a desperate need for air his legs start kicking, squirming around on the rope his arms useless, cock harder than ever before with blood, unable to reach his head, is forced down instead, throbbing and dripping pre onto his flailing thighs...his eyes wide open, just staring at the fox...this is it...his final minutes of life....not a dream at all...we was going to DIE. To the cheers of the audience. Thirty seconds after the trap opens, his body spasms intensely as his final orgasm takes him, his cum shooting straight up and landing across his face ans chest...then...nothing but pain in his neck as his face slowly changes colour, lungs hurting more and more as darkness creeps in his vision...finally his body slumps, blackness taking him. He continues to twitch here and there for another minute then...nothing. the fox loudly gasped, but was cut off as the rope rapidly tightened around his neck; instinctively kicking rapidly, his eyes open wide and his mouth opened as desperately tried to suck in air. His toes splayed and his arms struggling to get free. His knot would swell up quickly at the base of his member and he'd shoot thick ropes of seed prematurely from his cock. Staring at the audience as his struggling died down. His eyes struggling to stay focused as he knew he was dying. Watching the audience point and watch excitedly at him. His eyes slowly rolled back; he spasmed quickly and his tongue hung out lazily. His now limp and wet cock shot a stream of piss onto the floor as his life had been cut short; giving in to death