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Gin, the blue and green deer, was thumbing the remote to his TV absentmindedly, scrolling through a variety of channels. He had spread out over his couch resting on his side, the tips of his antlers scratching at the fabric. Sunlight came in through the window, casting a shine over Gin's fur.

Gin's fur had been slicked back at the top, freshly brushed from his morning routine. He wore a red T-shirt with a white skull on it, companied by a pair of blue shorts, white drawstring lolling out. Rambling of channels melted within one another as he skipped past them.

He stopped on a local news channel, seeing the reporter holding up a stack of papers in her paws. A female wolf stood there wearing rectangular framed glasses, looking straight into Gin's eyes. Her fur was puffy, a clean white shirt, red tie and two-piece jacket. Gin thought her choice of clothing was a bit odd.

"Good morning Koraris City! I am here today to bring you the finest news in the land, and not news of that drop-dead husky who mysteriously disappeared. Anyways, first up we have sports! Our national soccer team has been struck with a serious blow this season. The team's top member, Leo the lion, has broken his leg when somebody tripped him while going for the goal!"

Gin shivered, remembering that weekend from his teenage hood. "Serves him right, the asshole." The reporter kept speaking.

"They are currently seeking a replacement for the season, since that leg looks pretty bad right now. The local soccer club is launching a try out night tonight for the new player. We'll be back after our sponsors!"

A thought ran through Gin's head. What about if he tried out for the position? If he made it in, he would get to play in one of his favourite sports, and at the same time gain bragging rights over Leo. Something to rub in his face, on top of shoving that graduating mark in his face. On the screen, a Jackaroo's commercial played on the TV; Gin could go for some Jackaroo's.

"Jackaroo's the most delectable treat over the entire land! A tasty treat that is worth every dollar!" Gin stood up, stretching out his limbs and walked over to the landline. Yes, nobody uses landlines anymore, but it can be a nice convenience.

A little notebook with a dark green hardcover sat next to the phone. He picked it up and scanned through it, running his digit over the writing. "Here we are, the local soccer club."

He dialled the number in, bringing the phone up to his ear. The phone rang for three rings, until picking up. "Hello, this is the Koraris city soccer club, how may we help you?"

"Morning, I heard this morning on the news you were running try-outs tonight?"

"Yes, we are, hold on just a minute." Gin was put on hold, some weird elevator music ring over the phone. He cringed at some of the notes, forcing the phone away from his ear momentarily. "Yes, come down at seven sharp tonight, the try-outs will be held here, don't be late or else."

The tone of the caller felt oddly familiar to Gin, especially the last of it, but he brushed it off. He rested the phone back on the holder, taking a seat back on the couch. He skipped over the channels, coming across a movie and relaxing.

***

"Shit, I'm late!" Gin cried, rushing through his closet for his running shoes. Not being able to find them, he closed the closet. "I don't have time for this!"

He descended his stairs down into his lounge, exiting out the front door in a hurry. Pressing the button on his car key, he jumped into the driver's seat of his car and reversed out the driveway, heading down the street. He saw the art and crafts shop in his rear-view mirror, butterflies fluttering in his stomach.

The road ahead was sparse, a scanty number of cars on the road. The sun had mostly set, a blur of oranges and reds over the horizon. Gin drove, buildings passing by as the streets compacted. His car slowed, parking beside a large building with a spinning soccer ball above it, glowing in the partial night.

Gin got out of the car and ascended the short flight of stairs, pushing open the glass door. Inside was a large room, warm coloured carpets and green walls with spiral patterns. A large counter stood to the side of the room; several animals standing there.

Gin picked up a conversation over at the counter. "What do you mean out of positions, it explicitly said on the ad that you were holding a try-out, how come we can't participate?"

A roo stood there, blue tuft of fur wavering over his eyes. "I'm sorry, I cannot help you." The roo adverted his eyes away from the jaguar, spotting Gin standing at the opposite end of the room. "Hey, you, come over here won't you?"

Gin felt wary, standing beside the jaguar, "you, you are perfect, can you come with me please, I want to see what you've got." The jaguar beside him stared daggers into the roo.

"How is that even remotely_fair?! I've been waiting here for an _hour, and you just let him in?"

"Bugger off, all of you. I only want to see this deer here, none of you."

The jaguar spoke, "well fuck you too asshole, this wasn't even worth my time anyway." The jaguar stormed off out of the lobby, the other animals following suit. The roo gave his attention towards Gin. "Sorry about that, we weren't expecting so many. Follow me, let's get you started. Also, I'm Topo by the way."

Gin watched the roo hop over the counter, entering a room on the right. "It's nice to meet you Topo," Gin called out after him, entering a room with lockers lining the walls, and a line of them through the middle. It reminded him of the school locker room.

Topo stood there, waving him over. "Stay there, I'll go get the manager." Gin waited, tapping his paw against the cement flooring of the locker room. A big burly lion entered the room, his red mane shaking slightly with each step he took. He was wearing a jersey and a pair of red shorts with the team logo on them.

"How are we Ginny? Been a long time hasn't it?"

Gin retreated to the door, finding it locked. His blood ran cold as he glared up into his eyes, yellow and burning like fire. "Oh, h-hey Leo. I thought your leg was uh... broken?" The lion chuckled, his deep voice cracking.

"That was a rouse, and like the little mouse you are, you fell right for it."

Flashbacks to the party ran through Gin's head, "well, I will be going now, I'm not interested anymore..."

The lion towered over him, bending down and scooping his chin up in his paws. "Now now, Ginny, we haven't had any real_fun yet. I want you to take in the scenery around you. I thought it was _perfect; me, you and some fun."

Gin frantically started pulling at the door, "Topo, you are dismissed. Thank you for the help." The roo left the room, hopping into a back room connected to the locker room. The lion took some more steps closer to the deer, Gin's ears folded back and a blush caressed his cheeks.

"Leo, I'm not interested in what you want to do, we can talk about this...?"

Leo cornered Gin, pressing him into a locker. "What's the matter, you don't like me? I remember so vividly how much you loved being teased." Leo grabbed his shirt, picking him up off the ground. "Still as light as ever. Mm I missed that." He reached up, dropping him on a hook embedded into the wall. "That hook there I use specifically for my jersey."

"Leo please," he squirmed, the hook piercing his shirt leaving him dangling there. "Can we just forget this, I _never_liked at any point what you did to me." Leo had reached into one of the lockers, pulling out a large black material. "What in the world is that supposed to be?"

Leo snickered, "this is for disobedient pets who won't do as their told." Gin's heart fluttered, he knew that he couldn't overpower Leo, but maybe he could outsmart him...

"This here will render you powerless; perfect for you pup. I'm going to love this."

An idea sprung into his head, and it may just work. He decided to play on his lust, "m-master, can I pleasure you," you motioned with his mouth. Leo let out a small chuckle, eyes watching his every movement. "Alright then, I suppose it can't hurt. You sure know your _master_don't ya?"

The lion grabbed Gin, lowering him from the hook, a massive hole in the back of his red shirt. Gin noticed the sizeable bulge in his shorts. The lion reached down, unzipping the front of them, the head of his massive shaft twitching greedily.

"Thank you master..." gin muttered, lowering himself on to his knees. He formed a fist in his right paw and struck a blow to his jewels as hard as he could muster. The lion bent over from the pain. "Gin!" he winced, his voice up a pitch.

He took the opportunity, running through the door that Topo had gone through; grateful it had been left open. The lion roared, chasing after the deer. Gin panicked, closing the door on his face, locking it. "Fancy there's a lock on this side of the door hey Leo?"

Gin had regained some of his posture, knowing Leo was locked behind the door. "Gin, you open this door right now or you will wish you were never born!" His roar shook the room, a cocky grin spreading across his muzzle.

"What are you gonna do about it Leo..." Gin turned, seeing Josh the German Sheppard and Topo the roo standing there, under the dim lighting. Josh rushed at Gin, only narrowly ducking under his large paws. A line of windows let the darkness from outside into the room, Gin rushing towards a door that leads into the oval around the back of the building.

Topo stood in front of the door, blocking Gin's path as Josh grabbed his arms, forcing them behind his back. Topo spoke up, "so it seems you outsmarted Leo somehow, good thing I am here. I'm the one who got these airheads into the season, they are nothing without me."

Leo heard the comment through the door, seeing the roo open the door to the lockers. "What did you say about me, roo?" The lion stood over the him, sensing a growl on his lips. "It's a good thing we got an extra suit isn't it Josh."

Gin stood there dumbfounded as Leo grabbed the collar of Topo's shirt. "Josh, you get Ginny into the other suit, I want to deal with this asshole here." The roo struggled in his grip, noticing the black fabric lying across the floor. "No! I saved you, you can't do this to me!"

The lion chuckled, "well, yes you did, but it's also more fun having two playmates instead of one." Gin watched as Josh pulled out a matching suit, black in colour, from one of the lockers. "I always wondered what this would be like, Leo never lets me in on his fun."

Gin wriggled in his grips; his arm hooked around his chest. "w-wait, don't you want to watch Topo first? Then both of you can dress me, yeah?" Josh pondered the idea. "Sure, actually..." Josh dropped him on the same hook as before; Josh went over to the roo, pulling his clothes off.

"Thanks for the help Josh, we are going to have some fun with you aren't we Topo?"

"Argh, no!" He squirmed under the pressure of the two big jocks; Gin began to feel aroused at the sight, of them overpowering the smaller roo. "I thought you were supposed to be doing this to Gin, not me!"

Leo reached for the suit. He bent Topo's leg, forcing the suit over his fur, keeping him from stretching it out. They repeated for his other leg. "Gah, stop it! It's too tight! Please..." They forced his arms through the thick latex, sleeves that ended in mitts forcing Topo's paws into fists.

They rolled him on to his back, Leo stroking his crotch as Josh zipped up the suit up to the neck. "Feel comfortable Topo? Serves you right for being the asshole you are! Josh, grab the head and collar, we need to complete the look."

Gin shivered as Josh reached into the locker, pulling out a black, very canine looking head. Leo sat on Topo as Josh slid the mask over Topo's head, tucking the roo's ears into the pockets. He slid a cock gag into his mouth as Josh buckled it at the back, none of his fur visible from beneath the fur, only his eyes poking out of the dog head.

"Mrrgh!" Josh secured a steel collar around the base of the head.

"You are now officially mine, bitch." He reached for a leash, clipping it to Topo's collar and tying it to another hook mounted to the wall next to Gin. He gave an experimental tug, pulling the leather taught as it snagged around his neck.

Josh reached over to Gin, lowering him down. "Your turn Ginny. We're gonna have two cute puppies to play with soon. You love that sort of thing, don't you?"

Gin swung his paws at Leo, being held back by Josh, "god no! This is violation of animal rights, what your doing here is wrong!"

Leo smirked, "your crotch doesn't think so, does it?" He pinched it, causing Gin to moan from the attention. Josh pushed him against the cement as Leo approached him with the other black latex suit.

"Ack, no! Please... just use Topo, what have I done to you, you had your revenge."

"This isn't about revenge this time Ginny, this is just about satisfying my lust. Even thinking about you is hot, you must be mine!" He forced Gin's leg together, pushing the leg of the suit over his knee and down to his crotch. Pulling tight, he replicated the process to his other leg. Topo sat there, pawing at the collar around his neck.

The suit was pulled up around his torso, threading his arms through the latex sleeves, ending in the mitts. Josh flipped him over, pulling the latex over his torso and zipping it up. "You are now mine Ginny, for however as long as I see fit. Josh, you finish dressing Ginny, I'm ringing up his work telling them he won't be there for a week. I'll say he's on a holiday."

Leo left the room, Gin screaming out as Josh grabbed a similar mask to Topo's, just one with a more fox-like figure to it. "Leo no! You can't--Mmmf." The German Sheppard forced the mask over Gin's snout, pushing the gag against his tongue and buckling it at the back. "Mmf..."

He snapped a blue collar around his neck, a small green heart connected to the D-ring. He shook his head, the straps too tight for even a little slack. "How do you like your new look? Leo handpicked your collar specifically, good thing he got a back-up too; just in case something happened to the other."

Josh attached a leash to the deer, the shape of a fox hiding his facials from view. Topo squinted at Gin, feeling a twinge of guilt; he had known this would happen, but to him, never. He tied the leash to the hook, next to Topo.

Topo, furiously pawing at the zip or buckles around his head, sweat building up inside his mask. Leo came back into the room. "Seems that we now have a week together Ginny, how awesome is that?" With gin's legs frog-tied, he was sitting on his knees, back against the wall. "We are going to have so much fun, my new bitch..."