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An Advantage Lost

For Metalr169

By Draconicon

Five down, and one to go, Mina thought, looking down at himself. Can't believe that I've gotten this far...

The mouse stood over the unconscious body of a mare, the female oozing his cum from her pussy. The bigger female was barely able to groan in her sleep, but Mina knew that she was okay. They were all okay; the competition ensured that they'd stay that way from defeat until the collection.

Of course, what happens after...

The naked mouse shook his head again, watching as the mare disappeared, collected by the nanites that were all over the place and taken to the collection tanks. More than likely, the mare would get put into some sort of naughty show for the audience that was watching the competition to watch during the slow bits. He'd seen the show often enough to know how it went in the breaks.

Mina shivered, feeling the nerves gathering again. The fact that he had gotten this far in the competition was not what he had expected. It had been a simple little sacrifice on the part of his family to be here in the first place, to be part of the show, to be here so that some of the more important family members weren't displaying their...assets...for the galaxy to see. It'd been a calculated move, something to risk the least important member of the family, and nothing more.

But he was winning.

Leaning back against the metal wall of the ship corridor, Mina leaned his head back, staring up at the ceiling. As ever, the faces of the various competitors were streamed through the ceiling. Anytime he or one of the other competitors looked upwards, they could see the current statistics of their opponents, and he still didn't know if it was done through the nanites in the air, or if there was just something that was streamed into his brain. They had all been unconscious at the start of the competition, after all, and he wouldn't be surprised if there was some sort of implant in the back of their skulls.

Regardless, he could see the one competitor left. A vixen, named Serana. He glanced down at her stat list. Of the five competitors that had lost, she'd taken out three, and he'd taken out two. And now, she'd be gunning for him, just like he'd be gunning for her.

No surge round between the final confrontation this time, he thought. Just one last head to head battle...

Mina groaned, dragging himself down the wall. Despite winning against the stallion, he wasn't about to go against the vixen just yet. She had been all too good at winning her different fights, and he doubted that she'd be easy to take down, even with the 'buff' that he'd bought down in the bowels of the ship. He'd need some rest, first, something to make sure that he didn't fuck up out of sheer tiredness.

He just hoped that his little bolt-hole hadn't been found out just yet.

The mouse settled back in the rear of the cubby that he'd cleared out early in the competition. It was a little hiding place in the back of the engine room of the cruise ship, hidden well away from the main pathways, and he doubted that the engineers even knew where it was, considering that most species wouldn't even be able to reach it.

Getting comfortable between the reactor and the tubes leading off from it, Mina leaned his head back and channeled his buff. The tattoo along his hand flashed, and he hissed as the change hit him, hard.

"Nnnngh...nnngh...ah...ah..."

As his cock throbbed, and then started spitting, the mouse felt the changes rippling over him. The sudden explosion of pleasure caused by the nanites spilling out from the tattoo triggered the competition's main gimmick: every time that someone orgasmed in the breeding competition, everyone remaining in the competition changed genders (unless they were already in the middle of fucking someone else). He leaned his head back, panting and moaning as his cock throbbed, spitting his seed into the air, and savored the feeling of the change.

The feelings of his breasts coming back were the first and more obvious of the changes, and he reached up, cupping the naked fur as it started to push outwards. The warmth and softness there was just what he remembered, and he gritted his teeth as he felt the way that the soft bulges started to fill his hands. They were gentle mounds, not the aggressive, huge things that were on the mares, or on some of the other competitors, but things that were light and perfect for the quick-moving mouse.

As he fondled them - they were his, but they were still sexy - he felt the nipples getting a bit stiffer through his fur. He shifted his attention to them, stroking his thumbs along them as the little pink numbs rose upwards. The feeling of them getting some attention sent a shiver of pleasure right up and down his spine, and he groaned under his breath as it filled his head.

That was hardly more than the beginning, however. His cock was slowly shrinking away as it stopped spurting seed, and Mina smiled at the feeling of his balls disappearing, as well. The gentle sucking away, the sensation of his sac pulling up and in, the way that everything was feeling nice and open down there again: he'd missed that.

Soon, his sac was gone, and all that was left was the gentle opening feeling of his pussy coming back. He reached around his disappearing cock with one hand, tracing the slow opening of the gentle slit that was right under the shaft. A slow roll of his head backwards followed a gentle moan, and he slid one finger inside, feeling the comfortable depths again.

It was dangerous to be a female in the competition. The way that it worked, you could only lose when you were in your female form, when someone else managed to pin you and breed you. As a male, you had the advantage, and could only lose if someone managed to hit you with something that could allow pregnancy as a male.

He hated that. Outside of the ship, he had been female for so long, but here, he had to keep shifting back and forth, back and forth just to keep ahead of the game. If he ever waited as a female for longer than a few minutes, he drew the attention of the other competitors, and that meant danger.

They might be competing on a cruise ship that sailed through the stars, but they were still fighting for a reality show. And that meant that there were ways to track down those that were trying to just last until the end.

As his cock slurped into his crotch, becoming a clit once again, Mina sagged back against the pipes. The other curves in her hips and her thighs were slowly coming back, and some of the muscle that she had as a male was slowly disappearing.

Well, it was nice to have it while it lasted.

Her breasts had completely come in, as had her pussy when she looked upwards again. The stats showed her as a female now rather than a male, but Serana was still listed as female, too.

The only competitor I've ever seen that's managed to stay female that long...

She wasn't sure how the vixen had managed to stay in her natural body so long. It seemed like the other woman was able to find the best times to turn male and take down her opponent, but the way that she seemed almost able to predict when someone else was going to go over the edge and secure herself a fuck-buddy for the few seconds she needed to stay female was uncanny. It was impossible, more accurately, and Mina had no idea how Serana did it without cheating.

However, now they were both on the same playing field, both female. If she could just get some rest, then she had a chance to bring her opponent down.

I'm faster, I'm smaller. And I have the COC x2.

That was the name of the buff that was tattooed to the palm of her hand. It allowed her to create instant orgasms, either in herself or others, and as soon as she had managed to get it from the market in the lower parts of the ship, she had managed to turn the tide on her opponents. Being able to change her gender or her opponent's at the drop of a hat had meant that she controlled the way that they fought and fucked.

More importantly, she had a way of getting in and cumming fast before her opponent could just push her off. That was the important part. Ambush fighting. If you were small, you didn't want your opponent to have a chance to fuck you back.

Maybe I can pick up some traps, she thought, closing her eyes as she huddled further back. Some little restraints that'll keep Serana from sliding away. Maybe...maybe I can win.

And if she did, maybe she'd show her family that they had tried to sacrifice the wrong family member...

She woke up as the ship shuddered, a rumble of pleasure running through her. It wasn't the pipes below, or her buff. No, it was something else. She looked up at the ceiling.

Attention Competitors. Attention Competitors.

Her vision filled with the announcement text. It only came up from time to time, but it usually meant that something big was going to happen. The last time it came up, it was an announcement that a dragon competitor had been cheating, and that they were restrained for the next five minutes as penalty, with the location streamed out to all the different competitors. This time, it was probably going to be something different.

Attention Competitors. We are down to our last two. As a result, you are hereby restricted to the top deck and the deck immediately below it. Please make your way to these floors immediately, or suffer an immediate forfeit.

"Shit..."

You have ten minutes to make it up. Starting. Now.

"Shit!"

The female mouse flung herself from her hiding place, leaping over several collections of pipe before hitting the ground. She had to run, and she had to run fast if she was going to get there in time. Forget picking up any traps; if she wanted to avoid getting eliminated, she was going to need every second she had just to get to the top of the ship.

Fuck, fuck, fuck...

And she couldn't even count on Serana being eliminated, because that one was probably waiting near the top anyway, because she seemed to know everything that went into the game to begin with. It was like the damn vixen had studied the game, as if she was cheating somehow.

Fuck!

Mina threw herself over another pipe, spinning along a third as she swung herself onto a catwalk that led towards the elevators. Some of the engineers that were tending to the reactor had to run and jump out of her way to avoid getting knocked down, and some of them stared after the naked mouse running through the engineering department.

She didn't care. She just kept running, beating her feet against the metal catwalk, almost ripping off a claw at one point, but she just stumbled and kept moving, her tail keeping her up by the barest of whiskers.

The catwalk whipped around, and there it was. The elevator. Running straight for the button, she looked up. Four minutes.

It was gonna be enough. It would have to be enough.

She slammed her hand down on the button, and the elevator beeped at her. It wasn't a happy beep. Staring at the failed call button, she ran down the line, hitting every single button that was available.

One of them beeped in a more happy fashion, but even it didn't sound promising. She winced, looking down at the empty tubes, hoping to see one of the little passenger vessels passing by.

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

Then one...and it wasn't slowing down. She watched as it passed her by, and there was Serana. The vixen smiled at her, wiggling her fingers with an evil smirk on her face as she passed by.

Oh, you son of a bitch...

Mina could just imagine what the vixen had done. Waited until the last minute, and then started hitting every button on a floor further down, restricting her and keeping her from being able to call for most of the elevators. That was why they were all dead. She gritted her teeth, looked down at her hand, and activated her buff again.

Gritting her teeth and beating her hand against the door to the elevator tube, she hissed as the transformation took place even as she came. The pleasure rushed through her as she squirted down her legs, gasping for breath as she felt her clit growing out as a cock once more, her pussy sealing up and her balls dropping. As her breasts started pulling back in, she drove her finger-claws into the gap in the elevator door.

"Come on...come on..."

Just as she turned to a he, the muscles came in. Mina grunted as he forced the doors open, sliding through and grabbing one of the wires inside.

"You bitch...You...oh, I'm going to fucking...NNNNNGH!"

He climbed like he had never climbed before, stabbing his fingers into the different pieces of machinery and using them as handholds. One after another, he dragged himself upwards, finding it surprisingly easy. The old memories left in his DNA must have been good for something.

Up and up the elevator shaft he went, feeling the time ticking down. He could see the clock in the distance, seeing the time trickle down from three minutes to two, then to one. The seconds were clicking down in a horrifyingly fast fashion, but he was almost there, just two floors down.

He was on the verge of reaching the last door when he felt the tingles hitting him again. The warning before -

"Oh, that's not - Nnngh..."

Already, the change was hitting him. Serana must have found someone else to enjoy once she got to the top floor. Or he, he supposed. The vixen would have been changed at the same time that he was down at the engineering department. Already, his muscles were starting to fade, his natural feminine form starting to reassert itself.

Fast...fast...

It was one floor below the top deck. Serana had made that mistake, at least, getting off at the top deck rather than one floor further down. He jabbed his fingers into the gap in the tube door, forcing them open. His muscles faded as his breasts grew in and his cock shrank, and the doors threatened to cut off his hands as he strained to keep them open.

Come on...come on...just a bit...more...

With one final push, Mina threw herself through the doorway just as she lost all strength. The tube door slammed down on her tail, almost breaking it, but they opened up a second later. She whimpered, holding the tip of it, rubbing it weakly.

But she had made it. She was on the second to top deck, and that counted.

Congratulations, competitors. You have both made it within the time limit.

"No thanks to...to her," Mina muttered, hissing at the pain in her tail.

Please continue your final match. The first person to be bred will be the loser, and the winner will have the right to keep all losers as their personal prizes.

That was the dangerous part. If she won, she could do as she would to the different losers. Mina had come into the competition with the idea of freeing the different losers, planning on being the benevolent woman that would show mercy on her opponents. She still planned on doing that for most of them, but Serana...

I don't care how much I like dick, that woman's going to be eating my ass for the next four years. She twitched her tail angrily, and immediately regretted it. Five years!

But she still had to figure out how she was going to win. She had a fair bit of faith in her buff; the COC x2 - or the Cum on Command, model 2 - was a very good buff, and the sort of thing that could turn a game on its head without even trying. That said, there were things that Serana had done that almost seemed to be her looking into the future, and she knew that she couldn't just rely on the buff.

She had to be sneaky.

She had to be smart.

It was a good thing that she was a rodent, because she had a plan. If she could just get to the pool...

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The nude swimmers meant that she blended in perfectly as she floated in the water, keeping her head down. She'd half-borrowed, half-stolen a pair of snorkels from one of the other cruise-goers, and that meant that she could keep herself hidden underwater while spying for the vixen. She knew that Serana would come out eventually; her opponent did have a small weakness for the cocktails that were served on the top deck, one of the few weaknesses that she had at all, and eventually, she would succumb.

She kept moving, too, always shifting between the different rodents that were swimming in the giant pool, making herself blend in as much as possible. If she was caught, then she was doomed. She had the tricks, but Serana had something else, some unknown factor that made her somehow that much more dangerous.

Eventually, she spotted the vixen coming out from one of the high-end apartments on the top deck, strutting down the boardwalk top of the ship, looking positively radiant under the sunlight from the four different stars around them. Walking naked, the vixen was obviously in male form, but there was no doubting that it was Serana. He still had the long hair that most of the vixens didn't have in true anthro form, and his cock was the same one that had almost impaled and claimed Mina right at the beginning of the game.

There was probably a slight grudge there, a vendetta of sorts, but the mouse was doing her best to keep that from getting worse. She watched through the water as the fox came closer, and closer, slowly sidling up to the side of the pool.

Have to make this count. Have to get this right...

Serana was walking right alongside the pool now, bare feet tapping against the boards next to the water. The mouse slowly lifted her hand, ready to grab the fox and pull him into the water.

She was just about to grab when the fox turned, looking down at her.

"Well? Are you going to start, or do I have time for that drink, after all?"

He knew?!

Before Mina could strike, the fox leaped off the side of the pool, tackling her into the water. Serana had her pinned against the wall, held there so that she couldn't get away, and that dick was already coming up.

Fuck that. FUCK THAT!

The mouse activated her buff again, and the orgasm hit. She started changing, and just in time; the tip of the fox's cock was right about to slide into her pussy as it started closing up, and Serana was grunting as his body started to change, too.

It didn't take long for the full change to occur, leaving Mina as the male and Serana as the female. With the shift in physical strength, the mouse wriggled free of the vixen's leverage, managing to kick off the pool wall and get some distance. The vixen, however, didn't give him the chance to get any more than that. There was a constant pursuit, and despite the mouse's now-greater muscles, there was no way for him to get the distance that he needed to use them. The vixen was always inside his reach, grabbing for him, pulling at him.

He knew that she was trying to keep the gap closed, keep him from being able to use his strength to get her pinned down, and it was working. If she was able to get her hands around his cock again, to get him off, then the tables would turn again.

Gambling, Mina grabbed the vixen by the wrist, throwing her out of the water and towards the far side of the pool. The mouse turned the move into a roll, flipping himself out of the water and then landing right on his stomach.

The belly-flop hurt, but it gave him the chance to swim rather than hop about, and it was exactly what he needed.

Climbing out of the pool on the far end, Mina looked over his shoulder. Serana was right on his tail, and he knew that he needed to find a hiding place, needed to set up an ambush. He darted into the crowd, losing himself in them - easily enough done with his smaller size - and kept moving, sliding further and further from the pool into a spot behind some of the drink vendors.

The mouse collapsed, leaning back against the hard surface of the stall, panting for breath. He had only just gotten away from her, and he honestly didn't know how long he had before she found him.

And she's gonna find me. There's no doubt about that. How the hell did she see me in the water? I was completely out of sight. That should have been the perfect ambush...

And yet, instead, not only had Serana seen him coming, but the fox turned the ambush into one of their own, and one that had almost worked.

How the hell does she know where I am all the time?

"Already giving up?"

The mouse whipped his head up, turning to the side. Serana. She was already there.

"How -"

"There's better buffs than yours, you know," she said, turning her hip sideways. He saw an eye mark on her thigh, and he hissed.

Goddammit. She's got a tracking buff. She can see everyone that she's gotten laid with, and if it's one of the upgraded ones...

She had been friendly at the start of the game, and had gotten some fun in with everyone before starting to eliminate them. Even he'd been part of that, though it had been brief and they hadn't actually finished. But it explained how she was able to keep track of him and everyone else while they were still so far away.

Before he could get up, she brought her foot up, pinching his cock between her toes. He gritted his teeth, feeling the unfortunate downside of his buff hitting him. For all that he could control when people came, it came with the cost of having a hair trigger, himself.

As she dragged her toes down along the side of his shaft, he hissed, arching his back against the stall behind him. The vixen chuckled.

"What's the matter, hm? I thought you were going to try and take me down. Wasn't that what you promised at the start?"

Brash and brazen, that had been his way. He had made the promise to win right at the get-go, and it had won him the support of much of their audience. He had used that to get as much extra money and items as he could through the competition, and it had kept him alive at the start when the others were gunning for him, hard.

Now, however...

He shivered as her toes drummed on his balls, and it took everything he had to grab her by the ankle. The vixen chuckled.

"What, are you going to throw me again?" she asked.

"Thinking about it."

"I'll keep coming, little mouse. I'll find you again and again, and every time, I'll know more about how to break you. How to beat you. How to make you squirm and squeal with need until you beg me to breed you," she whispered, curling her toes around the base of his shaft. "And when I finally do, you'll beg me to own you...you dirty...little...rodent..."

He almost came right then and there, but he managed to hold back. Barely. Instead, he grabbed her ankle all the tighter...and he threw her over his shoulder, slamming her down into the deck. He heard her slam down, heard the wheeze of all her air getting knocked out of her lungs, and he lunged for her. Her pussy was right there. He thrust -

And he missed. She dropped her hips at the last second, and his cock slid between her ass cheeks instead, sliding right up against her pucker for a moment -

And that was it. He lost control.

With a whimper and a moan, Mina came right then and there, his cock trapped between the vixen's ass cheeks. As he sprayed his load over her back, the fox turned, their bodies already warping. He was losing his cock, while she was gaining hers. Breasts faded on her chest and started to grow on his.

No, no, no...

The mouse tried to run, but even as the transformation turned him to her, and turned the fox from her to him, it was too late. Mina felt her tail get grabbed, the kink in the base sending a streak of pain straight through her, and she gasped as she was pulled back. Her head was spinning from the sudden change, from the feeling of pain in her tail, and by the time that she thought to use her buff, it was too late.

She looked at her hand just as that cock slammed into her pussy, and without thinking, activated it.

"NNNGH!"

They came together, but this time, the fox's cock was inside of her, and that meant that not only did they not change...but she had forced Serana to cum right inside of her, right then, right there.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

She could feel every pulse of seed shooting into her belly, every single pulse that went through her womb as the fox filled her to the brim. Desperate, she tried to wriggle forward, but she was pinned down. The fox leaned over her, whispering in a voice that was still soft, still feminine, but somehow still undeniably attached to that cock deep inside of her.

"That's it...do it again, Mina...do it again so we know it takes..."

"Nnngh...please..."

"Oh, you're not pregnant yet? Heh...let's try that again, then."

Firm hands on her hips kept the mouse from pulling away, and she felt the thrusting begin. She gasped out loud at the first hard buck, feeling the fox's hips slapping against her ass. The deep penetration was somehow worse than the other times that she'd been caught, the other times that she'd been filled, because on some level...well, she was enjoying it.

In, out, in, out, each thrust making her shiver that little bit more. The hair trigger was still a thing, and she knew that she'd be forced to cum again and again while Serana used her. She would slowly start to slip into a blissful slumber, a needy state that would make it all but impossible to avoid taking orders. She whimpered, trying to pull herself forward, to use her tail to whip the fox away, but now, the situation had been turned around. She wasn't the stronger. She was the weaker.

And she was going to lose. There was no doubt about it. There were no more audience interventions, not at the championship level. She couldn't count on anyone to save her. She'd messed up.

She'd fucked up.

She'd lost.

She was in the holding tanks when someone came to get her. Mina groaned as the tank was drained, and as the plastic shell was pulled down to reveal her, she looked up -

"On your feet, girl."

"...Hello, mom."

Rat guards pulled her to her feet, making her stand up in front of the older mouse. She blushed as she covered her chest, trying not to make it too obvious how embarrassed she was. The older rodent looked her in the eye.

"Give me your hand, girl."

"..."

Mina wordlessly extended her arm, and the older mouse put a pill in her palm.

"Take it. It will kill whatever is growing in your womb."

"...Isn't that against the rules?"

"We are...breaking a few of them."

"What?! Mom, I -"

"You lost. As expected. I made several arrangements with the establishment regarding your fate. You are not going to become a slave to the vixen. It would humiliate us."

"..."

She knew that she had to look a fool. Naked, wet with tank juices, holding an abortion pill in her mouth: it all looked like some idiot that had to be rescued. Yet, for all that it was saving her from a horrible fate, Mina wanted nothing more than to decline the offer. She had signed up for this, or rather, been signed up for it, knowing what her fate was going to be. She'd promised to fight to the bitter end, had offered herself before the viewers time and again. She'd done everything by the book, by the rules. Even though Serana had come close to cheating with that buff - one that Mina was sure wasn't actually allowed on the ship, but might have been - the vixen had still ostensibly won fairly.

"You want me to cheat."

"I want to keep this humiliation off of the family."

"And it'll be better to have us known as cheaters? As people that try and get out of our word?"

"Mina. You are taking the pill, and you are coming with me," the older mouse said, wrapping her arms up in sleeves long enough to hide her hands. "After that, we can discuss your options, but until then, you are coming with me."

"..."

"Take the pill, and come along."

The mouse had no choice. She swallowed it, and followed after.

One year later.

"I can't believe I'm here again," the mouse muttered, stepping out of her containment tube into the starting area. "It'll be different. It has to be different."

A year of training. A year of humiliation. A year of utter degradation from everyone in the galaxy that ever recognized her. The loser. The liar. The coward. They had a hundred different names for her, and she had to endure each and every one because of her mother's stupid insistence on what needed to be done.

Not that it had helped. Their family business had been ruined. A slave daughter would have been embarrassing, but not as embarrassing as everyone knowing that you were willing to lie and cheat to avoid being embarrassed. Every contract had been broken inside of two months, and bankruptcy had been quick to follow.

But she wasn't here for them. She was here to clear her name. She was here to show that she was willing to take it a second time, and despite every insult, every sneer that she had suffered while signing up, she knew that this was what she had to do.

Even if I lose, I have to follow through. I have to...I have to make this right. I have to show them that I am not what they called me.

She took a deep breath, picked her starting weapon, and moved naked to the door. Soon, this year's competition would begin. She heard there was a new species this year, and wondered what it'd be like.

The End

Summary: Mina, a mouse competitor on a breeding reality/game show, is trying to survive and become champion. She's made it to the final round, but now, she has to face the other survivor, and hope she can make it out un-bred.

Tags: M/F, transformation, gender shifting, male to female, female to male, fox, vixen, mouse, vaginal, foot fetish, humiliation, femdom, game show, sci-fi, futuristic, nudity, cum, creampie, orgasm, forced orgasm, breast growth, cock growth,