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The house was quiet; not a single soul around. The warm rays of the sun beamed down on Mark, warming his thick lion mane as he stood before his girlfriend's home. He knew she wasn't there; she usually goes to visit her parents this time of day. It was mid afternoon and Mark had just gotten off football practice; as the star player of his team he always made sure to show up for every practice day his team had, to set a good example for everyone else. Today, however, a good few members of the team hadn't shown up and they'd had to call off practice a bit earlier than usual since practising with so little members felt awkward and impractical. Mark would have liked for everyone to stay a bit longer and keep playing, although getting off early wasn't that bad. In fact, this meant he had time to prepare a little surprise for when his girlfriend returned home which, according to the time, should be within the hour. His girlfriend, Mandy, told him that she often visited her parents every Saturday at ten in the morning and stayed until around four or five in the afternoon. It was four o'clock now. He hurried up the cobblestone path up to Mandy's home and fished out the spare key she'd given him. The door unlocked and he made his way inside, closing the door behind him and looking around. The place was in pristine condition as always. Mandy always kept this place spotless; she was a good, mature and responsible person. As for the surprise Mark had planned for her; he'd need the kitchen for it. The golden-furred lion made his way through the living room and into Mandy's spacious kitchen. A surprise dinner would be a nice surprise for her.

Nothing in particular inspired him to do this; he'd just felt like treating his girlfriend that day, and so he got to work. He knew where Mandy kept everything in here, they'd been together for a while now, long enough for Mark to intimately know his way around her place. He turned the oven and stove on and fished out some ingredients; potatoes, onion, meat... He then went and grabbed some knives, frying pans and a cutting board from the nearby drawers. He'd already decided what to make; he'd had a long think about it on the way here. He took a step away from his equipment and ingredients and took a moment to examine them all to make sure he had everything he needed while the oven pre-heated itself.

_Smash!_Mark leapt in surprise as his furry feline ears twitched at the loud, shattering noise of glass breaking upstairs. He looked out of the kitchen towards the hall where the staircase was. Had Mandy been home all along? If that was the case, he'd better go up and say hi lest she think he was an intruder breaking in... At that thought, another possibility occurred to him; maybe it wasn't Mandy, maybe that was the sound of someone breaking in... His mind raced; he should leave and call the cops... But what if they stole something in the meantime? Something valuable; something that meant a lot to Mandy? He couldn't bare to see her upset at losing something dear to her... He started towards the hallway. He was a big guy; the big, buff star of the football team. He could handle one or two brainless thieves who apparently thought it was a good idea to break into someone's house in the middle of the daytime when they were likely to be caught. He hurried towards the stairs, and climbed them carefully, making sure he didn't make any noise that might alert whoever was up there to his presence. He froze when he was near the top. He could hear the pitter-patter of swift footsteps rushing around one of the rooms nearby; Mandy's bedroom. His fists clenched and he gave a soft growl at the thought of someone rooting around in his girlfriend's stuff. Infuriated, he marched up the last couple of stairs and pushed open the bedroom door. His eyes snapped to the young tiger rooting around his girlfriend's panty drawer. Whether he was looking for hidden loot or just enjoying playing with the lady's undergarments Mark didn't care. He waltzed over to the other feline and whistled to get his attention. The tiger spun around, dropping a pair of frilly pink panties to the floor and looking up at the lion with shock and fear in his eyes. The tiger looked a bit younger than Mark; around highschool age, but his youth wasn't going to stop Mark from beating this little shit's ass. He reeled back and delivered a hard punch to the younger male's face and sent him sprawling to the floor.

"You having fun with my girl's panties, huh?!" Mark growled, "Fucking perverted shit!" the tiger clambered to his feet, legs shaking but managing to hold his weight. Mark took another swing at him which the tiger managed to dodge at the last second, grimacing as he felt one of Mark's knuckles brush against his cheek. The tiger tackled him and managed to force him against the wall, driving his shoulder into Mark's gut and making the lion gasp in pain and surprise, a framed picture dropping off the wall it was hanging on and shattering as it hit the floor. The tiger, spurred on by panic and adrenaline, delivered a few heavy punches to Mark's chest and gut before the lion recovered and gave him a hard blow directly to the centre of his face.

"Fuck! My fucking nose!" the tiger cried out and leapt back. He turned to flee but Mark was on top of him in a second. He rushed forward, grabbed him by the throat and hurled him to the floor, leaping on top of him and grabbing him by the scruff of his shirt.

"The cops are gonna want to hear about this, you know." Mark growled, "But before I call them I'm gonna punish you myself."

"F-fuck you, man!" the tiger spat. A cry of pain escaped his throat when Mark gave him a hard backhand across his face.

"Shut your mouth!" he growled, "You'll talk when I tell you to, you fucker!" Mark glared down at the tiger, so preoccupied with teaching this young bastard a lesson that he didn't even hear the footsteps of the dark-furred panther sneaking up on him, a heavy porcelain lamp in his hands. Mark opened his mouth to cuss out the tiger some more but all that came out was a pained squeak as the lamp made contact with the back of his head, shattering and knocking the lion into unconsciousness. The tiger gasped as Mark collapsed onto him, the full weight of his muscular body pressing him to the floor.

"Nghh... G-get... him off...!" he gasped. The panther approached, discarding the broken remains of the lamp and using his foot to roll Mark off of his companion. The tiger climbed to his feet, "Shit, man, is he dead?! I-I didn't come here to kill no-one, I just wanted to steal shit and sniff panties, what the fuck, man?!"

"Shut up." the panther growled, "He's not dead, I just knocked him out." he prodded Mark's form with his foot and he twitched slightly, stomach rising and falling with his steady breathing.

"O-oh... Good... Shit, man..." the tiger paced back and forth, "You said nobody was gonna be here!"

"The bitch who lives here's always out around this time; nobody was supposed to be here. Wonder who this asshole is?"

"Oh... He called her his girl, so I guess it's her boyfriend?"

"Guess so." the panther shrugged.

"So what do we do with him?"

"Huh..." the panther looked down the lion for a few moment and then gave a wide smirk. He looked at his tiger friend, "Hey... You still riled up from checking this girl's panty drawer?"

"Well not anymore..."

"You sure?" the panther grinned wickedly, "'Cos I think we found a way for you to get off. Hell, for both of us to get off, there's plenty of lion here for both of us."

"What? What do you mean?"

"What, you dense or something?" the panther scowled, "I saw how turned on you got when you got in those panties, so take it out on this asshole here." he prodded Mark again, "Let's fuck the little bastard." it took the tiger a moment to realize what he was saying and a surprised look spread across his face when it finally clicked; a surprised look that gave way to a wicked grin mirroring the panther's.

"It's been forever since I've fucked some bitch." the tiger said.

"Same here." said the panther, "Alright, help me get this guy's clothes off."

They both knelt down and started yanking at Mark's clothes; the panther tugging off his shoes, socks and pants while the tiger, after a bit of struggling, managed to get his shirt off. Mark was now down to his underwear, his manhood giving them a bulging package that the panther quickly took to inspecting.

"Mine's bigger." he said.

"Heh, the big guy's not packing much, huh?" the tiger chuckled.

"Hey, maybe he's a grower." the panther chuckled. It was then that he got a good look at Mark's face, "Huh... Don't he look like that guy... That university football player..." the tiger looked down at Mark's face.

"Oh, shit, that is him! I've seen him play a few times! He's like a star player!"

"Ha! I guess all that football playing can't protect you from a lamp to the skull!" the panther laughed, "Well, we gotta fuck the guy now. Imagine the bragging rights we'll have once we've made a star football player our bitch!"

"Yeah... Let's get his pants off." the tiger was eager to begin. The arousal that he'd felt before Mark had so rudely interrupted his panty raiding was quickly returning and he could even feel the tip of his manhood start to peak out the top of his furry sheath. He watched as the panther grabbed Mark's underwear and hastily pulled them off of his body, leaving him completely naked, vulnerable and at their mercy.

"I want to humiliate him." the panther said, "Like, really fuck with him. I want this jock fucker to know he ain't better than us."

"Got something against football players?"

"Just don't like jocks." the panther shrugged, "Hey, lions really like their manes, right?"

"Yeah... I knew a lion who went apeshit after someone cut off a huge chunk of his mane as a joke once."

"Heh... Go find a shaver."

"A shaver? Dude, you're gonna...?"

"Just go find one." the tiger nodded in reply and hurried out the room. Now alone with the unconscious lion, the panther knelt at his side and shuffled close to him, his eyes working up and tone his strong, toned body and then resting on the sheath and balls resting between his legs.

"Heh, not got much to brag about down there." he said, "That's gonna make what I've got planned for you real difficult... But I'll manage..." the tiger swiftly returned with the shaver he'd been sent to find. It was a specialized one, made specifically for lions to tend to their manes, to trim and style them.

"Found this. Must be his." he nodded at Mark, "I don't think the chick who lives here would need a shaver like this."

"Pass it here." the panther took the shaver from him and clicked it on. It buzzed and vibrated in his hand, "Perfect." he got to work. The tiger just watched as the panther cut away the lion's glorious golden man, the fur landing in a pile on the floor. It took a while; the lion had a lot of mane to get rid of and the panther was getting impatient with it all.

"Fuck, why's have so much? Stupid mane..." the panther grumbled angrily, still cutting away at it with the razor. Soon enough Mark had been relieved of his flowing mane, leaving his head looking like that of a particularly buff lioness.

"He looks like a chick." he chuckled, "Better shave his pits too. What kinda chick has armpit hair?" he raised Mark's hand and got to work, shaving off the excess fur under his armpit before moving on the next one, "Might as well get his pubes while I'm here..." he moved down and dragged the shaver over the sandy yellow fur just above Mark's cock. He then clicked off the shaver, dropped it to the ground and admired his work, "There. Regular little princess."

"Mm... Nrrph..." Mark started to groan and stir.

"He's waking up."

"Should we tie him up?" the tiger asked.

"Nah, he'll be too weak to do shit." the panther shrugged. Mark's eyes opened and he looked around.

"Wha... Ah! F-fuck!" his eyes snapped fully open and he sat upright in a second, only to fall back to the floor again with his hands gripping his throbbing head, "Ahh! Dammit, my head..." the room was spinning and his vision had barely even cleared; it was still hazy and blurry. The tiger stood over him, smirking evilly while the panther knelt nearby.

"Wakey wakey, kitten." the panther growled, "Not feeling so tough now, are ya? Bet you're regretting beating on my friend here."

"Ngh... W-what the fuck do you want?" Mark growled, his voice weak.

"Well we were just gonna loot your girl's place, but you had to fuck with us, so now we're gonna fuck with you."

"You think he's noticed his clothes're off?" the tiger asked. Mark looked at him, his brain processing those words before he realized that he was indeed naked.

"Wha- what the fuck?!" Mark looked down at his nude form and then looked up in shock at the other two males.

"Well it'd be pretty hard to fuck you with your clothes on." the panther said. Mark realized the situation he was in.

"Shit... Thieves and perverts too..." Mark growled, "Fuck this, you think I'm gonna let you do this to me?" he flailed on the floor before managing to force himself to his feet. He pushed his way past the two males, legs shaking as he clumsily managed to throw himself towards the door.

"Hey! The hell do you think you're going?" the panther growled and grabbed Mark by the tail. The lion gave a surprised cry as he felt it yank back and he was set hurtling to the floor, his head knocking against the corner of a table nearby and knocking him unconscious once more. The panther sighed.

"Hardass..." he went over to Mark's unconscious form, grabbed him by the ankle and dragged him back into the middle of the room, flipping him over onto his back and glaring down at him.

"Might as well get our clothes off while we wait for him to wake up, right?" said the tiger.

The panther and tiger started undressing. By the time they were fully naked Mark was starting to rouse once more, groaning weakly, eyes cracking open. He could barely see anything; the world was too hazy. Everything was spinning.

"Rise and shine, lioness." the panther smirked, "Hey, you might want to check your mane by the way."

"My... mane...?" the lion reached up and his fingers prodded at his maneless neck, "W-what did you do...?" he groaned, too faint to display much outrage.

"Well since you're gonna be our bitch I figured you should look like a woman for the occasion, so I gave you a quick shave."

"You... B...bastard...!" Mark growled as threateningly as he could and attempted to get up, only to collapse back onto the floor as the room started spinning violently around him. The panther, his cock growing harder and harder at a steady pace, swung a leg around Mark's body and straddled his waist.

"Awr, the kitty too weak to get up?" he laughed, "Weak fuck. Just shut up and stay there, I'm about to have some fun with you." he slid down Mark's body until his cock and balls were positioned next to Mark's crotch.

"W...What... are you doing down t-there?" Mark groaned. The panther didn't answer, he just grabbed Mark's sheath and pulled it out towards him. Mark winced in pain, his sheath protesting the sudden motion. He then felt the panther's tip pressing against the slit of his sheath.

"This is gonna be a tight fit. Grit your teeth, bitch boy." he pressed forward, holding his now fully erect cock in one hand and Mark's sheath in the other. He grunted, clearly having trouble getting his dick inside the tight hole.

"What are... Wait... T-that... That won't... fit..." Mark protested as he felt his sheath stretch ever so slightly around the very tip of the panther's dick.

"I'm gonna make it fit." the panther growled. He pushed against him harder, his cock slipping away from its target for a moment only for the panther to reposition it at Mark's opening. Mark squirmed and clawed at the carpet, pain starting to pulse through his nethers as he felt the slit of his shit slowly opening up for the panther's intruding manhood.

"Ahh! S-stop, please!" he took a few pathetic swipes at the panther with his claws but didn't come close to hitting him. The panther ignored his yelling and attempts at resistance and kept up the pressure on Mark's sheath. The tiger stood nearby, watching with genuine interest with a hand working steadily up and down his big, thick cock.

"Too tight?" the tiger chuckled.

"I'll get it in." the panther grunted, his tip managing to force its way inside and make Mark cry out in pain, "Just... you... watch!" he thrust forward, a couple inches of his dick managing to be shoved inside the lion.

"Ahh! Fuck!" Mark cried out and writhed. He could feel the panther's cock rubbing up against his own shaft inside his sheath, his sensitive cock twitching at the invasive feeling, "G-get it out! Get it out, you bastard!!" he started to struggled again.

"Grrr... Quit struggling, your making this difficult!" the panther hissed. The tiger stood nearby, still stroking himself to the show, and decided to have his own fun while his friend was using Mark's sheath as a fuckhole and approached the lion's face. The lion looked up him, hate in his eyes.

"Better chill the fuck out and quit struggling, kit." he placed a foot against Mark's cheek and pushed his head to the side before stepping down on it, pressing his foot hard against Mark's face.

"Mrrph! G-gerrof...!" Mark tried to pull away, but the tiger was stepping on him too hard; too forcefully, and in his weakened state Mark certainly wasn't going to be able to get out from under him. Meanwhile, the panther had gripped Mark's sheath so he could hold it in place while he started humping it, his cock twitching inside of him and pressing against Mark's own cock, squeezing past it and forcing its way deeper inside his body, the sheath now forced to accommodate the two cocks, making for, to put it lightly, a tight fit. Mark kept yelling at the two, though his words were muffled and garbled due to how the tiger continued to press down on his face, his foot grinding it against the navy blue carpet, cruelly asserting how he and the panther were in control here and how useless and worthless Mark and his attempts at fighting back were.

The panther gripped Mark's sheath tighter and started tugging and stroking it and, by extension, his own cock. He kept rubbing their cocks together, letting out a soft, pleasured sigh as his dick began leaking pre inside Mark's sheath, thick droplets dripping off his tip and onto Mark's overly sensitive dick. Mark's body was begging for mercy; every movement the panther made inside of him sent waves of overstimulation through his lower area. Mark began panting, sweat dripping from his brow while he tried to endure the torturous feeling. He winced and grimaced. It was so tempting to beg for mercy; maybe the two of them will cut him some slack then, or at least the panther might pull his cock out... The tiger put more weight onto his head, squeezing him against the floor which only served to worsen the pain in Mark's head.

Eventually, though not soon enough for Mark, the tiger removed his foot from his head and looked down at him.

"You know, maybe you can put that mouth of yours to good use." he said, taking his own throbbing feline dick in his hand and stroking it slowly. Mark looked up at the tiger who descended upon him, placing his knees on either side of his head and shoving his erect cock against his face, "Open your mouth, bitch boy!" he began rubbing his length across Mark's maw, "C'mon, you gonna be a good li'l lioness?" Mark kept his mouth closed, though he still gave muffled whimpers of pain as the panther kept humping into his sheath.

"He giving you trouble?" the panther asked, "Here, lemme give you a hand." he pushed his cock in deeper, violating Mark's sheath deep.

"Arrghh! S-stop!!" Mark cried out, kicking out with his feet and slamming his fists against the floor, his sheath burning with pain. The tiger took advantage and rammed his cock inside Mark's open maw and deep down his throat. Mark gasped and grunted and gagged on the throbbing rod.

"Heh, stop whining and take it!" the tiger growled. Mark's nose was soon pressed against the tiger's pubic fur who began sliding in and out of him, gripping Mark's ears in his hands and holding him in place while he began to breed him. Below them, the panther's movements were becoming harder and faster, his breathing becoming heavy.

"How d'you like it, bitch?" he growled, "This feel good, huh? This li'l lion cock of your enjoying it?"

"Mrrph!!" Mark groaned in dismay around the cock in his mouth.

"Mm! Bet it's gonna feel a lot better with my cum fillin' your sheath!" he fucked the furry hole harder, making Mark's body shiver and shake with every movement until the panther couldn't hold back anymore and rammed his cock in deep, blowing his seed into the helpless lion's sheath. Mark shook, giving out muffled cries as he felt every load the panther shot being pumped into his sheath, the stuff covering his flaccid cock and driving him wild and crazy with the unbearable overstimulation. The panther gave a content sigh and slowly slipped his cock from Mark's now full and dripping sheath.

"Shit, that was great." he panted, looking up at the tiger who's orange, stripey ass bobbed up and down in time with his thrusting. His cock was leaking pre inside Mark's mouth, which Mark tried his hardest to spit out to no avail; he was forced to swallow the sticky, salty stuff, whether he wanted to or not. The tiger's heavy, white-furred balls slapped against Mark's chin as he thrust forward, his entire cock being rammed down his throat. He fucked Mark's face with steady, hard thrusts; every forward push he made had every inch of his hard, throbbing cock pushed down Mark's throat, making the helpless lion bitch choke on it.

"Suck it, fuckslut!" the tiger growled, "Heh, you know, your girl's panties smelled real nice. If you hadn't come in I'd have started getting off on them."

"Rrrph!" Mark moaned.

"What, kitty doesn't like that? Well there's fuck all you can do about it, you sissy lioness fuck!" he fucked his mouth harder, his orgasm building quickly. His hips now a blur as he bred him the tiger gave a loud cry of pleasure and erupted down Mark's throat, pumping him full of his warm jizz. Mark could only groan as his stomach was flooded with the tiger's cum, more and more of the stuff being pumped into him until the tiger had finally yanked his cock out, spent.

"Our lioness is a good cocksucker." he smirked. Mark coughed and spat out what little cum he'd managed to keep himself from swallowing.

"I'm not done." the panther said, "Let's try something else... You up for another round?"

"Hell yeah." the tiger said.

"Alright, then get on your back and get under him." the tiger looked at his panther friend curiously, but did as he was told. He lay on the floor, grabbed Mark by the arm and dragged him on top of himself. Mark gave a soft gasp when he felt the tiger's wet, dripping and still hard cock press against his rump. The panther then positioned himself between Mark's legs, gripped his ankles and then lifted his legs up. The tiger's cock was just a few inches away from Mark's hole and so the panther helped him out a bit, grabbing his dick and positioning it at his entrance before returning his hand to its place on Mark's ankle, making sure both legs were held up high.

"No..." Mark whimpered, "P-please- ah!" the tiger pushed up, the first inch of his cock penetrating Mark's body. Mark started to whimper and beg for mercy; mercy that his two tormentors had no intention of showing him. As the tiger pushed himself deeper, sending searing pain through his increasingly stretched ass, Mark couldn't think it could get any worse, until the panther pressed his own cock against his hole alongside the tiger's.

"Think this lioness can fit two cocks in her pussy?" he laughed.

"Only one way to find out!" the tiger smirked. Mark felt the panther push forward, his hard cock head pressing against his already painful hole.

"Stop! Stop!!" Mark cried out, "Fuck, stop it! I-it hurts- aarrgh!!" he gritted his teeth and tilted his head back, eyes closing tight as his hole was forced to take two big, hard cocks inside it. Mark could only struggle in vain, weak and demoralized while the two males used and fucked him, cocks sliding in and out of his ass, sending more waves of pain through his body whenever one of them pushed into him. The two soon got into a rhythm where their thrusting was timed with the other's; when one pushed in, so did the other. Mark's body protested every second of it; he could barely take it, it felt like he was going to pass out again. He kept weakly begging the two of them to stop, but his pathetic begging fell on deaf ears. They just kept using him; breeding him mercilessly, their cocks slick with cum being rammed deep into his sore passage.

The moans of the two males and the cries of pain from Mark were loud enough to fill the whole house. They grunted and growled and gasped as the tiger and panther raped Mark's tight lion ass ruthlessly, their thrusting intensifying until the tiger reached boiling point. He opened his mouth to say something but all that came out was a loud pleasured roar as he emptied his balls inside Mark's furry ass, flooding his bowels with his thick seed. Mark could feel every drop being shot inside him, the pressure in his ass driving him crazy. He flailed and struggled, kicking out desperately and trying to force the two cocks out of his ass, but they weren't going anywhere. The panther kept fucking him while the tiger came. He could feel his companion's jizz splatter across his cock. He wasn't far behind him; his own cock throbbed and twitched and his body tensed up. He gritted his teeth and growled loudly as he thrust in as deep as he could, stretching Mark's hole painfully around his girth as he came. Mark's eyes were watering, tears dripping down the fur of his cheeks as he tried to ignore the massive amounts of pain in his body.

The two males pulled out, their needs sated. The panther then stood up, letting Mark's legs drop to the floor and leaving him there, panting in exhaustion.

"Whoo, I needed that." the dark-furred feline said.

"Yeah, same here." the tiger said with a grunt as he pushed Mark off of himself and stood up, cock bouncing with his movements and slowly starting to soften, "So what do we do with this asshole now?" he prodded Mark with his foot.

"We still got shit to steal from this place..." said the panther, "Let's tie him up so he don't get in our way."

"Wait, I have a better idea." the tiger said. The panther looked at him curiously as he went over to one of the drawers nearby and started shuffling about in them, "Ohh, these are pefect!" he yanked out a pair of pink, frilly panties and a matching bra, "Stand him up. Since he's a li'l lioness now I think he should dress like one." the panther gave an excited laugh.

"Ha! Great idea! Alright, bitch boy, get up!" the panther prodded Mark's side with his foot and the shaved lion groaned weakly, "I said get up! Come and put your new clothes on, sissy!" he knelt down, grabbed Mark's wrist and yanked him upwards. Mark whimpered and forced himself to his feet, legs shaking and threatening to send him collapsing back down at any second. The tiger held out the panties.

"Put these on." he ordered.

"J...Just leave me alone..." Mark whimpered and then cried out suddenly when the panther gave him a hard backhand across the face.

"Do as he says!" he growled. Humiliated and weak, Mark reached out and took the garment in his hand. The other two felines were staring at him expectantly. He was too weak and broken to fight back. Maybe if he did this they'd leave him alone. And so, he slipped a leg into his girlfriend's frilly panties, and then the other, before pulling them up around his crotch. The panther and tiger both laughed.

"Ahaha! It suits you, sissy!" the panther laughed, "Alright, give him the bra so he- ah, so she can complete her look!" the bra was shoved into Mark's hand. He reluctantly started to put it on, but his fingers kept slipping and he couldn't do up the latch at the back.

"I... I can't..."

"Fuck's sake." the tiger scoffed, "Here, I'll do it. Dumbass." Mark held the bra in place while the tiger grabbed the straps and latched them together, much tighter than needed. He then joined the panther and took in their bitch's look.

"Look at the cute lioness." the panther chuckled, "Why don't you do a li'l twirl for us, princess?" Mark just whimpered in reply, "Did I stutter?!" Mark squeaked with fear at the panther's raised voice and did as he was told. He spun around like a twirling ballerina, cheeks blushing furiously with embarrassment and humiliation. The tiger and panther just laughed at him.

"Haha! Ain't that fuckin' cute?" the panther laughed, "Alright, enough dickin' about. Let's tie princess here up and get on with things."

"I think I saw a shed out back." the tiger said, "Probably some good rope in there we can use, else we can just lock him in there or something."

Mark, despite his protests, was lead outside to that shed, the tiger leading the way while the panther made sure the sissy bitch didn't go anywhere. Sure enough, after rooting around for a bit, the tiger found a thick length of rope which he used to tie the lion's wrists together, as well as his ankles.

"One sec..." the panther said. He pulled a pair of panties he'd nabbed from Mandy's room and then tied them around Mark's eyes. He then pulled a chair into the middle of the room and threw Mark onto it so that he was bent over with his ass sticking out. The tiger gave him an odd look, "Just wanted to put him in a good position for whoever finds him." he smirked and then turned to leave, "Catch you later, princess. We had fun today. Hope it was good for you too." they left, the door slamming closed behind them, leaving Mark abused, hurt and humiliated; all alone in the shed, his ass and sheath dripping with cum. He couldn't do anything. Couldn't break free, couldn't even stand up... All he could do was lie there across the chair and wait...

*******

"Holy shit..." Mandy's Golden Retriever frame stood in the doorway of her living room, staring out in horror at her wrecked and looted home, "W...What the fuck happened...?"

"Fuckin' thieves or something." a figure pushed past her; a grey wolf dressed in a tight tank top with muscles that pushed the garment to its limit. A sudden hard flex would likely have the wolf's body tearing through it; he had the body of a thoroughly trained jock.

"Do you think they're still here?" Mandy gulped.

"I don't know..." the wolf's ears twitched, listening for signs of intruders, "Go wait in the car. Call the cops, I'll have a look around."

"Come with me... They might hurt you..."

"Tch, look at me, babe. They can't do shit to me." the wolf towered over her, grinning confidently. She smiled up at him with a coy look.

"Okay, just be careful..." she turned and hurried off. The wolf turned back to the wreck of a living room and started searching.

He scoured every room, look diligently for whoever might still be in here, but finding nobody. He ended his search in Mandy's room and was about to go out and tell her everything was clear when he looked out the window and noticed the shed. Someone could be hiding out there. He left the room, hurried downstairs and went round back to check. The door creaked open. Before him was a curious sight; a lioness, dressed in nothing but a bra and panties, tied up and bent over a chair... Jacob stepped in, eyes working up and down the female's body. Who was this person, and why was she here in this state? Jacob was confused, although he certainly wasn't complaining. This was one helluva sight and he had to stop himself from lunging forward and getting a handful of her ass right then. The figure's head lifted up as they heard the sound of his footsteps.

"Who's there? Mandy?" Jacob leapt back in shock at the sound of his football rival's voice.

"What the hell-?!" he took a shocked step back when he saw the ruined, shaved and bound form of Mark, "Shit, Mark, is that you...?" Jacob recognised the voice.

"J-Jacob?" Mark groaned. He knew this wolf; he was a rival football player. They'd spent years trying to one up each other in the sport and when Mark made himself known as the star player Jacob had been fuming. Seeing him in this state was a shock to Jacob, to put it lightly. He stepped towards him.

"What happened to you?" he asked.

"I... I was making Mandy dinner- then someone broke in... Two of them..."

"So they did this to you?" Jacob looked up and down Mark's body.

"Y-yeah..." Mark said, groaning in pain. Jacob circled around the chair. Mark was still blinded by those panties on his head.

"Huh..." Jacob stared at him and then fished out his phone. Mark could hear the sound of him unlocking it.

"You calling the police?" Mark asked.

"Nope." the phone made a loud ding noise and the camera's flash went off.

"Wha- what are you doing?!"

"Just taking some pics. Those panties look good on you." Jacob laughed and took a couple more pics before placing his phone down on a table nearby. He closed the door, "Gonna be honest with you... I kinda had fantasies about this while I was fucking your girl."

"Huh?!" Mark asked. Jacob reached out and tore the panties from his head so he could look into his eyes while he humiliated him.

"Kept imagining you taking my cock up the ass." Jacob continued, "Moaning and begging for it, and saying how I deserve to be the star player instead of you. Guess it's time to make my fantasies come true, huh?" he stuck his hand down Mark's panties and started fondling his hole. Mark whimpered at the feeling.

"Stop..." he gasped, "Sto- ah!" Jacob slipped a finger inside him, thrusting it in deep and jostling it about. He began to hump the helpless lion's hole with his finger and gave a curious look when he felt the sticky fluids of the two feline's jizz in his ass.

"Huh? Ha! Those two guys fuck you up the ass too?" he roared with laughter, "Shit, this is one of the best days I've ever had! Alright, fuckboy. Since you like taking cock so much, how 'bout you take mine next, huh?" he grabbed Mark by the scruff of the neck and then hurled him to the floor, the lion landing with a loud 'oomph!'. Jacob undid his belt, kicking his shoes off as he dropped them and his underwear down around his ankles and started stroking at his manhood, "Oh, yeah, by the way... I'm fucking your girl. She thinks I should be the star player too." he knelt down next to Mark and examined him before tugging at the ropes around his ankles, "Lemme get these off you. Easier to play with you when you're not all tied up." the ropes came off quickly, but the ones around his wrists stayed, "Those Mandy's clothes? Heh, they look good on you. But those are gonna have to come off too..." he yanked down the panties and pulled them off Mark's body, "That's better. Heh, look at that little thing you got there." he smirked when he laid eyes on Mark's equipment, "No wonder your girl wanted me." he grabbed Mark's legs and forced him onto his back and then got into position between them, his cock having reached full mast while he was preparing and teasing the lion. He rested Mark's legs on his shoulder and pushed forward, still stroking himself while his semi-hard length pushed against the lion's taint, hardening quickly. Mark was utterly destroyed. After everything that happened to him; everything those two burglars had done to him, now he was forced to take it from his rival of all people too? Not only that, but to find out that he was fucking his girlfriend... Mark was devastated.

Jacob's cock was soon at full mast and he pushed himself forward, his cock entering Mark's stretched and used ass.

"Ohh! Fuck, that's good!" Jacob gasped. Mark just whimpered and cried out in pain, his hole being forced to take the wolf's tool inside it, "You know what? I think I need something to commemorate this moment." he reached over and grabbed his phone, switching his camera to record mode and holding it in one hand while he aimed it down at Mark. Mark just looked into it, the hate clear in his eyes, "If you tell anybody about this, this video's going public. Mark the star player is gonna be known as a little crossdressing sissy boy who takes cock up the ass. You listening?" Mark didn't answer and so Jacob rammed several hard inches of his cock deep inside his ass.

"Arrgh!!"

"You hear me, fuckboy?!"

"Yes! Yes, I hear you!" Mark cried out.

"Good bitch!" Jacob grunted, "Mmm... You're tighter than your girlfriend's pussy." he forced himself deeper, his breathing turning heavy as his cock throbbed and twitched inside the helpless lion bitch, "Beg."

"What?"

"Beg, slut!"

"N...No..." Mark looked up into the camera, "I'm... I'm not gonna beg... I still have some fucking pride."

"Ha! Pride! You think you still have pride?! Look at you! You might as well be a fucking girl at this point!" Mark remained silent, "Alright then. Let's try this, you stubborn shit..." he reached down with his free hand, shoulders pushing against Mark's legs as he forced his dick deeper and grabbed Mark's throat.

"Ack! Hrrngh! L...Let... go..." Mark gasped.

"You gonna beg?"

"Fuck... you...!" Jacob's grip tightened. His big, strong hand held onto Mark's throat firmly and he tightened his grip. Mark gasped for breath, his body starting to writhe and flail about as his circulation was cut off. The air was soon forced from his lungs and Jacob started to apply pressure and push down on him, still thrusting his cock deep into his cum-filled body.

"Beg for my cock, fucktoy!"

"Can't... Can't... breathe..." Mark managed to gasp out.

"Yeah? No shit. Beg and I'll let go." Jacob glared into him, their eyes meeting. Mark couldn't handle it; he needed air. With tears escaping from his eyes he gave Jacob what he wanted.

"Please..." he wheezed, "I... I want it..." Jacob let go and Mark gasped quickly, taking in deep breaths.

"You want what?"

"Y-your... Your cock..." Mark gasped.

"Louder!" Jacob pulled his cock out and shoved it in deep, ramming his entire cock into Mark's ass and making him scream.

"Your cock!!!" he yelled, "I want your cock, Jacob!"

"Yeah, you do. Now keep begging while I breed you!" he kept the camera aiming down at Mark as he started pounding away, cock brutally working at Mark's hole.

"Fuck me, Jacob!" Mark sobbed pathetically, "Fuck me! I-I need your cock!"

"My_superior_ cock!"

"I need your superior cock!"

"That's it, sissy boy. What are you?"

"I'm a sissy boy!" Mark yelled.

"Look at the camera!" Mark did as he was told and looked directly at it.

"I'm a s-sissy boy who loves cock!" he whimpered, "Fuck me harder, Jacob, give me more of your cock!" Jacob kept fucking him, hips a blur while he pistoned forward and back, driving his cock deep inside the sissy bitch's ass, his length drooling pre inside of him and his big, furry balls slapping against him with every thrust. He started panting and gritted his teeth. He was close. The tight little fuckhole of his football rival was pushing him quickly towards his climax. Pushing his cock in as deep as he could get it he gave out a loud howl of pleasure as he came and pumped Mark's ass full of his warm lupine cum. Mark gasped when he felt the stuff splattering across the walls of his ass and fill his body up. He writhed and shook, but he didn't fight back; he knew it was pointless. Jacob gave his ass a few more pounds, a whimpering moan escaping Mark's throat with every push.

His supply exhausted, Jacob finally pulled out and saved his recording. He then stood up, his cock dripping with cum. He pulled up his pants and got dressed.

"You make a good chick." he smirked, "Might have to come back for more. And, remember; a word about this to anyone and I'll show everyone this recording, including your pretty girl Mandy. Wonder what she'd say, seeing you being fucked by a real man."

"P-please don't..."

"I won't. Just remember to shut up about this, yeah?" Mark nodded in response, "Good boy." he turned and opened the door to leave.

"W-wait, aren't you gonna untie me?" Jacob just shrugged in response.

"Eh, Mandy will find you eventually. She can do it."

"Wait!" Mark called out but Jacob was already gone, the door closed after him. Mark lay back, still dressed in his girl's bra, a cum-filled and broken mess, all tied up on the floor, alone. All he could do was wait; wait for his girlfriend to find him like this. And so he waited, barely able to move, with Jacob's hot wolf cum dripping from his abused ass