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Kopa poked his mate in the right butt cheek as he stealthily shot back into the bushes, running as fast as he could knowing that the tiger would be hot on his trail. The two felines were playing tag to build endurance for the upcoming Furathalon a 5K event to raise Furry awareness in their community. He huffed as he ran, not even looking back to see if the tiger was hot on his trail or not. He couldn't take the risk. He turned sharply to the left, sprinting towards the human city nearby, wanting to use the challenging street layouts to his advantage.

Whitestripe growled softly as he felt his lion mate poke his rear, leaping up to sprint after him. He'd been positive his hiding spot had been perfect, and yet, it seemed, yet again the lion had discovered him. He kept hot on his heels, only a few feet back, his paws pumping as he tried to close the distance between the two, while idly wondering what his mate was thing. The ferals and the humans didn't tend to get along. Mostly because the humans tended to like to collect and transform animals to better suit their life style, or as the humans called it, to 'make them useful'. Yet, ever since he'd shown his mate the small gems he'd created to protect them from such a permanent fate, his love couldn't resist going into what was once almost mortal danger for any beast.

Kopa giggled as he heard his mate running after him, only a few steps back. Seeing a swinging door open off to his left with a human coming out, he quickly slid on the breaks and darted through it, panting as he hid beneath one of the human's shiny machines, making sure to hide his face as he was Whitestripe come in after him a few seconds later.

Whitestripe growled softly as he saw the lion dash past a human into one of the human dens, pushing himself and sliding past the shocked human and into the strange room, looking around. "Kopa, come on you can't hide forever." He called out, looking around.

Kopa growled softly at the challenge, blurting out "Yes I can" before he even thought about it, giving away his location. He didn't even have enough time to pick an escape route before he felt a huffing breath panting at his ear, whimpering slightly in anticipation of something not good happening to him.

Whitestripe's head shot towards the sound of that voice as he heard his mate call out to him, a smirk formed before he bounded forward, and in a few graceful bound's, he'd leapt up and on top of the lion, pinning him down, a hot breath playing out over the feline's ear. "Got you." Whitestripe growled, nipping at the nap of his neck.

Kopa grunted and whimpered as his mate teased his nape, trying to push himself up and the tiger off, only to feel the tiger's weight and strength keep him pinned down. "Aww come on Whitestripe, you keep getting me with that." he whines, helpless underneath the tiger as he sits down on top of his lion mate. "Can you at least get off of me please?"

Whitestripe snickered softly, smiling at Kopa as he licked his ear. "Well, you lost, so I think I should be able to do whatever I want with you." He told him before glancing around to take in their surroundings. "But why did you run into the human village, don't you know how dangerous it can be silly, these humans are gonna wanna collect us, I bet that human we passed is already on his way to get people to help him." Whitestripe chided gently.

Kopa huffed as he didn't think that he'd be going anywhere anytime soon with the tiger lazily sitting on top of him to keep him down. "I thought I could lose you in the mazes of streets that they have here and I could finally win a round. Plus we have the pendants so even if they do get us, we'll donate our current forms and respawn back in our den. Who cares if the humans get us when we're practically immortal? And you're assuming that they'll get us in the first place. Get off of me and maybe we can make a run for it before any one shows up"

Whitestripe snorted and bopped Kopa's nose with his paws as he climbed off of the lion, rolling his eyes. "And that, my little lion, is exactly how you end up as a chair or a table for the rest of eternity, by assuming your safe." The tiger told him gently. "What if they figured out a way to stop the pendants, sure, not likely, but always assume something can go wrong." He told him gently.

Kopa sighed and lowered his head in defeat, knowing that his mate and master was right again. "Yes Sir. I understand. But at the same time, aren't we helping the humans and other ferals at the same time. If we are caught by the humans and transformed, they get whatever tool they needed without it costing another ferals life permanently. We just reform back at home. Is that so bad?"

Whitestripe smiled gently at Kopa, leaning forward to lick his muzzle gently. "No, it's not bad, but you know me, I'm a big worry wart, I worry about you Kopa, I don't want anything bad to happen to you." He said gently, nuzzling his cheek. "Now, come on, let's get going before someone does catch us and put's to work."

Kopa smiled and nuzzled his mate as he stood up, the two ready to depart only to hear a sudden alarm go off through the building, all the surrounding doors locking from the outside and a single man dropping in from the office above, armed with a gun of some sort. Turning to his mate, he blushes and smiles as innocently as possible, hoping not to be ripped apart by the tiger for having entered the human building.

Whitestripe went stock still as the alarm began to go off, watching the door's seal shut and that lone human dropping down with a rifle. He slowly turned towards Kopa and narrowed his eyes. "I would like, to have the record know, I blame you for this." He deadpanned to his mate.

Kopa bowed his head in defeat for the second time in five minutes before growling and pushing his mate as far from him as possible as he saw the man targeting the tiger, wincing and yelping out as he felt a sharp pain strike his neck, three tranquilizer darts sticking out of him before he collapsed to the ground, moaning softly as his world goes dark, his only hope being that Whitestripe makes it out alright.

Whitestripe felt white hot rage pass through him as he was pushed out of the way, seeing his mate being darted, unsheathing his claws as he rounded on the man and went racing towards him, letting out an ear splitting roar before he felt a pair of darts strike his chest, the tiger stumbling before collapsing, sliding forward to come to a stop against the man's legs.

The alarm bells and whistles stopped and the doors all reopened as the guard gave the all clear for the building, smiling down at the two large felines before him. "You boys picked the wrong spot to play your little games. Thankfully with you two here, we can finally fulfill that special order we were being held up on. Two pelted XXXL fleshlights specially designed from you two to go to breeding stables. Oh the Clydesdale stallions love their hefty cocks a well pelted breeding tool to cum into for the program out there and y'alls are gonna make us a ton of money and foals for that matter. Boys get them there up onto the conveyer belts and start em up. The breeding season isn't getting any younger and we need horses for expeditions across the prairies and for plowing the fields."

The men quickly went to work at their leader's order, hefting the two felines up and carrying them over to strap them down onto the conveyer belt, strapping the beasts down as tightly as they could. The tiger went on first, followed by the lion a few feet back. One of the men looked to his boss. "Alright sir, they're all hooked up, they're ready for repurposing." He called out.

Draden nodded to the men below, smiling and flipping the switch, watching as the two felines were taken into their specific repurposing chamber. Inside the two felines were being treated with a powerful anesthetic to keep them both blissfully unaware of their surroundings for the entirety of the operation. The analysis of the computer detected that they were both feral felines and started up that specific programming. First the two cats were shrunk nearly half a foot to the desired height for the order, followed by a vacuum entering through their tailhole, cleaning out any feces and unnecessary organs from the duo. As the organs were removed, a high impact laser scoped along the skeleton of the two kitties, disintegrating their bones and lining them with the muscles around the vacant area. Once the organs and bone structures were completely removed, another tube entered through their muzzles and sprayed a freezing liquid to make sure that the muscles would never become worn out or tear. Finally, a sewing machine was activated, both felines being folded at the waist, their legs being sewed to their back while their muzzles were kept open for the cock head of the horses to spew out of for the semen to be collected and frozen for artificial insemination. The former lion and tiger were now just meaty fleshlights to be used for the breeding barns.

Whitestripe stirred as he was being loaded into his processing cell, being filled with bliss from the anesthetic before the machines began to get to work. The tiger only half awake as he was slowly repurposed into a beautiful, tiger furred fleshlight, his muzzle locked open, as though begging for a big meaty cock, his soft black and white fur practically gleaming in the light as the chamber hissed open.

Kopa, having been unconscious during the entire process, looked similar to that of the finished Whitestripe fleshlight next to him, his golden fur shining subtlely in the light of the building as his relaxed tailhole and opened muzzle made him seem to be the perfect sex toy for the breeding studs he was going to be used on, a sudden jolt snapping him back to his den only to be greeting by the swinging paw of his mate, knocking him to the ground. "Yeah I deserved that."

Whitestripe grumbled softly as he looked down at him. "You, my silly little lion, just love getting into trouble don't you." He told him, though he was smiling. "What do you say we got replaces our fleshlights and have a little fun, what do you say?" He asked with a teasing smile on his muzzle.

Kopa rubbed his cheek from the paw indentation left there by his mate as he slowly got up. "Hey you know what, I wasn't looking for trouble....it just finds me a lot." Seeing Whitestripe smiling down at him though brought a grin to his face. "Umm. I think I'll follow your lead this time. What did you have in mind?"

Whitestripe smiled cheerfully at him. "Well, we do happen to look just like a certain pair of fleshlights, the humans have, what do you say we replace them on the ride to the farm and help please a couple of studs and relax and hang around for a while?" He asked him with a grin. "See how long we can fool the humans that we're nothing but a pair of fleshlight breeding tools." The tiger explained. With a plan like this, there was always a chance of them eventually starting to believe they were nothing but what they pretended to be, but hey, that was half the fun.

Kopa gawked in shock at the tiger's words. "You know that is infinitely more dangerous than walking up and saying hi to a human working at a pelt store. We can't just infiltrate a breeding facility. You remember the address of the place right?" he grinned, just wanting to see his mate's plans come to fruition.

Whitestripe smiled softly. "But of course my beautiful lion, and if we hurry, we can swap places with our toy doubles, and when the farmhands open up the boxes, it'll be us in their place, read to be bred and used, cared and cleaned, then hung up when we don't need to suck any cock." The cat said, licking Kopa before bounding off like the wind.

Kopa giggled to himself before sprinting after the tiger. "He does know that the studs work through our rear and shoot out of our muzzles into the waiting buckets of the farmhand's right? He knows that it's an all the way through job those fleshlights have?" he thinks to himself, grinning as he passed the tiger and stuck out his tongue before turning a familiar corner down toward the factory.

The tiger snorted as he watched Kopa starting to bound past him, butting his head against him and using his magic, reshaped the feline's inner body, to be just that, one long tube, from one end to the other. Within a few minutes, the tiger had gotten them back to the factory and to a pair of crates. The tiger using his claws to pop them open to reveal their frozen forms, with an effort of will, the two forms dissolved away and the tiger climbed into the first crate. "Hop in Kopa, when they see the crate's open, they'll repack us and ship us out, and by tomorrow we should be ready for work." He called out softly, getting settled into the crate, in almost the same pose his toy self had been packed in.

Kopa whimpered as he suddenly went limp as his mate shifted his internal body structure to that of nothing more than the sex toys they were going to be imitating. He paused a second to adjust before somehow walking next to the tiger, not used to feeling so hollow inside as his organs and bones vanished with only his meaty muscles and flesh sustaining him. He allowed the tiger to drag him the last stretch and guide them to their crates, smiling before he weakly folded himself up, his legs folded back up to his head while his gaping muzzle faced the ceiling, hearing manager in the distance question an employee to why their boxes were open. He held in a snort and a giggle as he heard the employee mutter some curses at their transformer Draden before refolding them properly to make sure no damage was done and reseal the boxes tight, loading them for shipping.

It was impossible for the pair to keep track of time as their crates were loaded up on a cart and shipped out. It felt like days and days before the two crates were finally cracked open by a pair of farm boys. Kopa could see a handsome lad looking down at him, whistling as he reached in and scooped up Kopa admiring the lion fleshlight. "Wow, this thing's beautiful." He spoke in wonder, stroking a hand through the fleshlight's fur.

Kopa smiled to himself as he was opened up by the farm boy and admired, the stroke over his pelt sending wonderful shivers through his body. He was set down neatly on a nearby bench as he watched his mate being opened up and inspected, giggling to himself as the ranch hand dared to finger the tailhole of his fleshlight mate, hoping the tiger was enjoying the inspection and that he didn't blow their cover.

The tiger fought back the urge to purr as his own crate was opened, the boy reaching in and lifting him out and inspecting him, feeling a finger slide in his warm tailhole, the tailhole was loose and accepting, taking it all. The boy smiled as he hefted the tiger up and carrying him into the barn to get him set up on one of the horses, leaving the lion for one of the boys to take care of and get mounted on one of the horses.

Kopa growled to himself as he saw his mate being carried over to the mounting stand, being placed at the perfect breeding angle before another farm hand brought in one of their prized stallions. He was preparing himself to enjoy the show when he was suddenly lifted up without a word from the farmer himself, inspecting the fleshlight's quality and grinning before hefting him over his shoulder and carrying to the station next to the Whitestripe fleshlight. He could hears the snorts of the stallion as he lined himself up with his mate's tailhole, huffing as he thrust forward into his tiger mate, quickly working his cock to full length as the tip pushed out of the tiger's gaping maw, flaring and ready to buck. He felt himself being lowered onto a soft table and positioned away towards the wall, seeing a farm hand approaching his head with a pail to collect the stud seed when he was mounted.

Whitestripe relaxed as he was laid out on the breeding stand, hearing the sound of the horse approaching him before that massive shaft force itself into him, feeling warmth and pleasure filling him up, wanting to yowl as the tip of the cock slid out of his muzzle, the horse starting to thrust rapidly into its cocksheath, happily pleasuring itself as the boy approached it with a pail to collect it's seed.

The farmer smiled as he looked over the lion fleshlight, whistling in appreciation as he carried it over, having his prized horse be brought out to mount the fleshlight and put it to use. Kopa feeling the massive shaft force its way into his depths as it began to hilt inside of him, eagerly starting to rut the toy.

Kopa wanted to shudder but physically couldn't move as the massive stallion length was forced inside his depths, the singular tube of flesh given to him by his mate making it easy for the horse to rut himself through the lion toy easily. He could feel the stallion's length throbbing inside of him, each twitch of the cockflesh sending shivers of pleasure through his body, hoping to be rewarded with massive loads of heavy horse seed spraying over his face as the tip began to flare out and lock in place in his muzzle.

The farmer got a bucket under Kopa just in the nick of time as the Horse whickered before letting out a streams of cum, sloshing and filling the bucket almost to the brim. The farmer letting out a laugh of joy at such a good haul, watching the dribbles of seed pour off the cockhead, idly stroking over the lion toy's face and muzzle. Kopa smiled as he felt the horse thrust into him hard, watching the cum shoot out from the stallion's flared tip and into the waiting bucket, grinning as it nearly filled all the way up to the top of the pail. He felt the heavy meat continue to throb inside of him as his pelt was stroked by the farmer, shifting his gaze to watch his mate meeting much of the same sexy fate, mentally chuckling as Whitestripe's muzzle was pressed open even wider than usual as the flare pushed against it, the farm hand guiding the stallion's sensitive tip toward the bucket being enough to send the stud over, gushes of cum shooting out and filling the pail just like the one beneath his own head.

Whitestripe felt pure bless and pleasure filling him as the horse had its way with him, using him and pleasuring himself with his body and muzzle, watching as the streams of seed began to fill the pail right underneath him, his eyes drooping slightly in bliss, his form utterly relaxed and almost boneless.

The farmer chuckled as he tugged the lion toy off of the horse, stroking over him gently. "Oi boy, get that tiger off and cleaned up, we'll get these things hung up and put away for the day and let our boy's recharge." He called over to his farmhand and son.