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"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?" A large wolf screamed, grabbing Hunter by the shoulders and shaking him, trying to get the fox up.

"Wha..." the fox mumbled, struggling to open his eyes, finding it much more difficult than usual to wake up.

"Fucking hell, you're useless. WHO THE FUCK DID THIS?" The wolf yelled, pushing Hunter back down and storming off to question someone else.

Struggling to regain his composure, Hunter struggled as he fought against the unstable ground to sit upright, barely managing to keep his eyes open in the bright, warm sun assaulting him. Once he got a good look around though, full panic set in. The grainy substance in his maw was sand, and he was lying in a large bed of it. Calm ocean waves washed up on the beach he was on, in stark contrast to several furs running around in panic trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

"Oh no..." Hunter said to himself. "Oh, fuck no...It can't be. Apollo. APOLLO!" He screamed, scrambling to his footpaws as soon as his body would let him. He didn't have to travel far though to find his roommate. The bird's blue plumage made him rather obviously stand out, but he was still unconscious in the sand. Hunter was in no mood to wait though and knelt down, shaking the other male awake.

"Apollo, wake the fuck up!" he yelled in the avian's face. It seemed the bird had the same difficulties waking up as Hunter did - despite the screaming and yelling around them, Apollo simply rolled over and mumbled "five more minutes."

"No, get the fuck up now," Hunter said, wrenching Apollo back onto his back and shaking him again.

"The fuck's got you so angry..." The bird uttered, reaching up and rubbing one of his eyes.

"Look. Around." Hunter said sternly, trying to pull the bird up into a sitting position.

"What..." Apollo started, but once he opened his eyes, he realized why the fox was so distraught. "What the fuck!" He shouted in return, looking at Hunter with panic written all over his face.

"Look what you fucking did!" Hunter screamed. "It'll be harmless fun! It's just a joke! Lighten up! Yeah, well, look where your dumbass got us! On a fucking beach, in the middle of who knows where with a bunch of other confused guys, and guess what, you're fucking naked."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, okay? And I'm not the only one naked here," Apollo said.

"What?!" Hunter shouted, looking down and immediately trying to cover his crotch.

"That's...probably not going to work well for very long. Looks like everyone here is..." the bird said, worry very evident in his voice as he took in his surroundings. "Besides, I've seen it before..."

"Yeah, well they haven't!" Hunter hissed, though he did relent and dropped his paws, even while trying to turn his body away from where most of the crowd was. Despite the unfamiliar circumstances, he couldn't help it as his body betrayed him, a small portion of his cock sticking out as he sat next to his naked roommate. Fortunately for the fox, he was saved from any immediate embarrassment, as the first evidence of where they were made itself known.

"Greetings, contestants!" A loud voice boomed through a megaphone. Hunter looked in the direction of the noise and could just barely make out someone standing atop one of the castle-like walls in the distance, though he couldn't make out anything like species or gender from where he was. "And welcome to paradise! You've all expressed your willingness to try your paws at obtaining the prizes beyond your wildest dreams we have on offer. This is no random chance though - you'll all be competing for the honor, and only the best of you will make it to the end. Rest assured, no permanent harm will come to you while you're here, but you may find a side of yourself you never knew you had. For now, relax, and get comfortable - we'll come and get you when the first challenge is ready."

A cacophony of screams echoed out from the moment the mysterious figure had started speaking, though they were easily drowned out by the megaphone. Even after the opening speech had ended, furs yelled out and demanded answers, but none were provided. With seemingly nothing to do on an empty beach and a castle wall blocking off the rest of the access to the island, Hunter wrapped his arms around his bent knees and buried his muzzle in his legs, sitting in silence.

"Fuck..." Apollo breathed, looking around at the situation he'd gotten them into. If he were here willingly, he'd have no complaints. On a tropical beach surrounded by naked gay men? Sign him up in a heartbeat. But now, knowing he was likely drugged to get him here against his will, stripped, and left to fend for himself with no food...this was a different story. "I'm sorry..." he said softly, but Hunter remained silent. He couldn't exactly blame the fox for being angry with him.

Dejected, Apollo sighed and observed the other furs on the beach, curious to see their reactions to being kidnapped and stripped. It seemed that they weren't the only ones that were in this together - a few pairings were scattered here and there, while quite a few seemed to be alone and confused. The largest group was five wolves who all seemed to know each other, with one currently getting the shit beaten out of him - likely the one to blame for getting the group here in the first place.

"Ughhhhhh..." the bird said softly, leaning back to lay in the sand, closing his eyes as he tried to temporarily block out the world. As much as he wished he could fall asleep and make it go away, the stress was far too high for that. Even if it weren't, the guilt he felt while listening to the soft sobs from Hunter were enough to keep him up.

The pair remained there, alone with their thoughts, for another few hours. Hunter had managed to fall asleep sitting up at one point just through pure exhaustion, while Apollo remained awake the entire time. Part of him felt responsible for Hunter and didn't want anything else to happen to him while they were asleep, so he remained alert and kept guard.

The bright sun made its way across the sky as the day went on, and as it finally turned to night, the cold set in. Being so close to the water with no sunlight to warm him up made the bird shiver, and Hunter was only marginally better off. Just as Apollo was about to search for some kind of shelter for the night, despite knowing nothing like that existed, the loud voice returned above the wall.

"Hello again, contestants! Please, come to the sound of my voice - your first challenge is about to begin. You will find an open door that leads underneath the wall. Climb down the stairs, gather in the starting area, and you will be given further instructions," it finished.

While some of the furs made their way over, most, including Hunter and Apollo, stayed still. "Why the fuck would we listen to you?" One of the wolves howled, and finally, proof was given that they could still be heard from where they were.

"Anyone who doesn't enter the starting area will be considered to have lost the competition and will be subject to the treatment reserved for those who fail," the voice started, though when only a few furs moved, he issued one more statement. "Anyone who loses will not return home, and will be kept here indefinitely," he finished, and disappeared once more.

"Fucking hell...I can't believe you fucking got me into this," Hunter growled, still half-awake as he was forced up by the loud megaphone. He slowly got up onto his footpaws and made his way toward the entrance along with Apollo and the rest of the participants, scowling the entire way. The bird remained silent though, unsure what he could say that wouldn't anger the fox more.

Hunter paused briefly at the top of the stone staircase, cursing his luck even more as he looked down. Not only could he not even see the bottom from where he was, the entire way was lit by rudimentary torches on the walls, with very little else for decoration. Every alarm bell he had, and some he wasn't even aware of, was going off in his head right now, but he had to ignore them and keep walking despite his better judgment.

Once the last of the group had stepped onto the stairs, the doors into the basement automatically started closing, sealing the participants in near darkness. Hunter turned around momentarily to look at it, muttering a small "of course..." to himself before turning to walk again. He took a moment to realize just how massive these stairs were - furs were walking four or five abreast down it, with plenty of room between them, and it made the fox wonder just how big this place truly was.

As they approached the abyss of the basement, Hunter could finally see the orange-lit floor beneath them. He wandered down with the rest of the furs, entering a large, circular area, enough for the full hundred. He could barely make out large gates on the walls, seemingly preventing them from wandering down other passageways too quickly.

After a few moments of silence and worried chattering in the room around them, the place seemed to brighten up a bit more. Despite the rustic nature of the torches on their way down, the passageways were soon lit up with LED lights along the floors. They didn't make everything extremely bright, but they did enough to let you see where you were going.

"Congratulations on officially entering the game!" The same voice sounded, likely through a speaker system of some kind now. Hunter could certainly hear it echoing down the stone passages. "From this point forward, there is no escape. You win or you lose. But don't worry - you're all in this together. To that end, our first game is geared to help you...make each other's acquaintance," he said with sinister undertones.

"For this game, I will say in advance - you may surrender at any point by stating the words "I surrender". You will immediately lose and be removed from the game area as soon as possible. However, for those of you who will play it out to the end, these are the rules, and they're simple, especially for a group of gay furs like you. One of the things we value in those who win our competition is strength and control. The prizes on offer are not suited to those who are weak-willed or submit to everything around them. To that end, to win this game, you must fuck someone else and cum inside them. If you surrender, or if anyone cums inside you, you lose. Go!" The voice said, cutting off immediately after the sudden end of the instructions, giving them no time to prepare. The gates around the room swung open, and panic instantly set in.

This was where you saw the immediate fight, flight, or freeze responses of the various furs around the room. A few of the larger ones chose fight - grabbing the nearest smaller guy they could find and desperately trying to force them to the ground, with little regard to their own personal status. Others took off, sprinting away from the aggressive others as fast as they could. Others, like Hunter, simply froze in place, too caught off guard to do anything. Luckily, however, Apollo had a bit more of a logical reaction.

"RUN!" The bird shouted, grabbing Hunter's arm and yanking him down the closest passage. The pair ran as fast as they could before they could be taken advantage of. They weren't that far down the hallway yet, and despite the lower lighting, Hunter could already see a few of the weaker furs being held down and moved into position in the starting room.

The two rounded corners when they were available, desperately trying to isolate themselves from everyone else. It seemed no matter how far they went though, the passageways continued. The two had no idea where they were after just two minutes of running as every single wall, floor, and light looked identical to the rest. They kept going though, until the only sounds they could hear were their own footsteps.

"You see what you've gotten me into?" Hunter whispered angrily.

"SHHHHH," Apollo shot back urgently, but the fox paid it no mind.

"No, you got me into a game of rape or be raped. I'll fucking talk if I want," the fox spat. "What the fuck are we supposed to do? I'm not going to fuck someone here."

"Yes, you will," Apollo declared. "I'm not leaving you here stranded on this island. Either we both win, or we both lose."

"I can't do it. I haven't even done anyone under normal circumstances," Hunter lamented.

"No time like the present," Apollo said, slightly distracted as he tried to figure out where to go. "This place is just a fucking labyrinth, just with no dead ends..." he whispered. "I guess they don't want someone just hiding in a corner until everyone's weakened..."

The fear of their situation kept them from talking too much more. While Apollo took the lead through the halls, neither of them could stop glancing over their shoulders and down the side passageways, making sure they weren't going to be caught themselves. They did have one advantage though, and that was each other - they weren't nearly as easy a target as the solo furs running around.

"The fuck is that?" Hunter asked, pointing down the hallway after another few minutes of hurried pacing. They slowed down as the mysterious object took form, with both realizing soon that it seemed to be a chest of some sort. The fox stepped up to it and heaved, having to lift much harder than he thought to get inside - obviously meant to keep the smaller furs out of it. When he got a good look, his eyes shut, and he let out a deep exhale.

"Of course..." he breathed, reaching in and picking the contents up. "They really are serious about this game..." he said, handing the small bottle of lube to Apollo.

"Really? The kidnapping and stripping us didn't give that away?" The bird said, still sarcastic, if less joking than his usual self.

"You carry it...I'm not using it," Hunter said, ignoring the rhetorical question.

"You're so fucking stubborn," Apollo said, gripping the bottle and starting to walk off in a new direction.

Hunter never replied, simply huffing and following behind the bird. Minutes turned to an hour, and they'd only seen one other fur. Apollo desperately tried to get Hunter to help take him down, but the fox refused to help, and the bird wasn't sure he could overpower the rabbit on his own. Over that time, they'd found two more chests. One was empty, having been looted already, while the other held a short bundle of rope, causing Hunter to feel even more uncomfortable about what they were being asked to do.

Another fifteen minutes later and Hunter put out his arm to stop the bird. "Stop...someone's coming..." he breathed, trying to look down the dark passage. "It's just one, we should be okay." Within a couple seconds, a lizard came into view, hurriedly walking toward where Hunter and Apollo had just come from. The striking thing, however, was that he was fully clothed, and they didn't look easy to remove.

"Hey, you!" Apollo said, rushing forward. Hunter scowled, preferring not to confront anyone, but had no choice but to follow the bird or be left alone. "We're not going to fuck you - where'd you get the suit?"

The lizard stopped, apprehensive. He looked over his shoulder momentarily, then back toward the duo. "Back where I came from," he said, pointing behind himself. "Second passage on the left, I think there's one left in the chest. I can hold my own, so you better think twice about trying to get this off me."

"We're not going to touch you," Hunter assured him, moving with Apollo to the edge of the pathway. The lizard took the other side, and they edged along the walls, eyeing each other as they did. It was uneasy being this close to someone else for all three of them, never knowing what was on their minds. One uncomfortable minute later, and the interaction had fully ended, with the lizard taking off and moving out of sight.

Apollo and Hunter excitedly took off - it didn't matter which of them had the suit, but someone having a defense in this game would certainly benefit them. These passages were insanely long though, and despite jogging for a couple minutes they had only passed one left turn. Relief washed over them when they could finally tell where they were supposed to go, seeing another corner and scrambling around the turn, only to immediately skid to a halt.

"Look, there's two more!" A voice shouted. The same voice that had accosted Hunter when he woke up on the beach. A group of five wolves had surrounded a poor otter, and the largest of the group was currently claiming the smaller male's ass. The prospect of clothes had clearly overwhelmed Hunter and Apollo's senses, as rather loud slapping noises echoed through the empty chamber surprising both that they hadn't heard it in advance. Two of the remaining wolves held the otter down, with one sitting on his face, while the remaining two simply stood by and idly jerked off while they waited. "Duke, Rocky, get 'em!" the alpha shouted, clearly too busy to do so himself.

Already out of breath, but seeing no other choice, the two took off from the direction they came. They sprinted for their lives, with Hunter just ahead of Apollo. They turned corners every chance they got, but outrunning wolves was going to be next to impossible. The steps behind them grew louder and louder, and Hunter could see them getting larger every time he glanced over his shoulder. No matter which way they went, their pursuers followed. Another left turn, another right, and the fox knew time was not on his side. He thought quickly, willing himself to come up with any plan possible, but his brain refused to cooperate.

Despite having tried it so often already, they turned one last corner out of desperation, hoping beyond hope to find something. A chest, a weaker distraction, anything. To their surprise, once they'd taken off in the new direction, they heard a loud crash behind them and a sudden voice.

"Rocky? God fucking damn it Rocky," Duke said, stopping briefly as his partner had collapsed onto the ground.

"Go, just get 'em," Rocky breathed, wincing as he struggled to regain his breath, momentarily unable to get back up.

Hunter and Apollo thanked their lucky stars, but they weren't out of the woods yet. Even taking one wolf on alone would be a tall task, but at least they'd gotten a small bit more time. Not once did they stop running, but the looming danger soon grew louder. By now, both of them were getting tired, panting madly as they sprinted down random hallways, hoping they wouldn't find someone else trying to fuck them.

"Look, a chest! Maybe it has something we can use!" Hunter said excitedly, but before he could get a response, he heard another loud noise behind himself. This time, however, it was much more sinister. The wolf had launched himself forward and tackled the tired avian, pinning Apollo underneath his weight. The bird struggled, but it was clear he was going to be overpowered soon, especially with as tired as he was.

Hunter knew he had no chance of overpowering the larger canine, even with Apollo's help. He had to pin his hopes on the chest nearby. He used his remaining energy to sprint over to it, barely strong enough to lift up the lid on this one. When he reached inside, he found a small device of some sort. He was only partially sure he knew what it was, never having held one before.

Knowing time was of the essence, he turned and headed back to where Apollo was lying on the ground. The bird was now on his stomach, and the wolf was trying to wrench the bird's hips up to where he could thrust inside. Hunter couldn't let that happen though, and as soon as he was close enough, pointed the device at the wolf and pulled the trigger. Two small prongs shot out and made contact with their attacker's grey fur, immediately sending a strong pulse of electricity into his body. The lupine collapsed, falling over to the side of Apollo and struggling to regain his composure.

"You okay?" Hunter asked, frantically running over and pulling Apollo up, giving the blue bird a quick hug.

"Yeah...Holy shit, thanks..." the bird uttered. "So...I guess we have someone to fuck now..."

"No," Hunter said sternly. Apollo tried to cut him off, but Hunter held up a paw. "Not for the reasons you think. I don't know how long this thing lasts, but it only had one cartridge, so I can't stun him again. The others are going to be looking for him as well, and we can't risk being here when they find him. Even if they can't see him, they'll smell him. We have to leave."

"Ughhhhhhhh..." Apollo lamented, knowing Hunter was right. Unable to stop himself, he walked over and delivered a swift kick to the wolf's gut, knowing at least for now he couldn't retaliate. "Fucking gross," he said soon after though, shaking his talons a bit. He hadn't realized it at the time, but the severe shocks had caused the lupine to wet himself, pissing over the floor in front of him.

"Come on, let's get out of here. I've still got this if we find charges," the fox said, and again they took off. They remained in silence for a little while longer, but after they were sure they were alone again, Apollo spoke up.

"Seriously...thanks," he said.

"I don't know if you deserve it, but I can't just leave you there," the fox sighed.

"I don't deserve it, you're right, it's my fault we're here to start with. Just...thanks. He, uh...he was fucking huge, I could feel it against my ass before you tased him. That was going to hurt..."

"Well, hopefully you don't ever have to feel it now. I'm more mad at that fucking lizard though," the fox said. "The wolves are just playing the game we're all forced into, so I can hardly blame them. The lizard intentionally tried to get us fucked by someone else, too much of a pussy to do it himself. We could have taken him, even with the clothes..."

"We'll pay him back, if not this round then later, I promise," Apollo said.

"If we make it that far..." Hunter finished, knowing their task was far from done.

It was impossible to know what time it was, or how many players remained in the game. For all Hunter and Apollo knew, they were still near the starting area, but that seemed unlikely with how few furs they were still running into. Whoever designed this game clearly wanted it to go on for a while, rather than throwing everyone into a tiny area and just letting the strongest survive.

While he didn't know, Hunter had to assume at least four hours had passed since the start. His legs were starting to give out, and he wanted more than anything to stop and rest, but staying put too long was always a bad idea. Always on the lookout, his ears perked up when he heard a new noise, but soon enough, one he didn't expect assaulted them - static.

Someone was clearly picking up a microphone, and a moment later, a voice started echoing throughout the halls, coming from various points on the ceiling. "Hello, contestants! You've been fucking and fighting for five hours now - congratulations on making it this far! But you're not done yet. Most of you remain unseeded, but we've got to thin the herd a bit more. We've released fifteen of our own stalkers into the game! They're to be treated exactly as any other player - fucking them counts for you, but even if you seed them, they're not out. They'll continue trying to fuck you as long as they've got the energy. And watch out - they're some of our horniest bunch, and they're outfitted with everything they need - a suit, rope, lube, and an unwavering desire to make you their bitch. Good luck!"

"Oh, fucking hell," Apollo breathed. "As if this wasn't hard enough."

"We need another taser or something..." The fox sighed, refocusing his efforts onto finding a chest somewhere.

By now, most of the equipment had been looted. Some of it had clearly been used, including a butt plug they passed at one point on the floor, yet neither of them were quite willing to put it in with as covered in cum as it was - clearly it wasn't that effective. As they continued on their journey, they headed toward their right, hoping it wasn't a path they'd already traversed. When they rounded the corner though, three loud screams echoed out and all parties jumped back.

"Back off! I-I've got a taser!" A smaller arctic fox shouted.

"Me too, and you can't hit both of us," Hunter countered, holding up his own and pointing it toward the white fox, bluffing his ass off. "You willing to risk it?"

"Are you? I'm stronger than I look," he countered. "I could take one of you on and fuck the other after."

Apollo thought for a moment as the two foxes stared at each other, prepared to make a move whenever they needed to. "Wait, wait...Why don't we work together? Those stalkers sound like no joke, and with all three of us, we should be able to take one down...we have no idea if they have tasers themselves, and they might have enough to shock all of us."

"Why should I trust you?" The arctic fox countered, arm shaking slightly.

"Because you're clearly not sure you could take us, or your arm wouldn't be shaking," Hunter said. "Look, we don't want to be here anymore than you do. But if we team up, we have a better shot at it. Even outside those hunters, there's a group of five wolves hanging around out there, and none of us can take them all at once. Who knows how many other groups there are, and I for one don't feel like being gangbanged today. I don't think you do either. So, we can work together...or you can try your luck on your own, and hope you make it to the end with all those stalkers running around."

"Ugh...Fine, but I'm keeping the taser on me. I'm not going defenseless," the smaller male said.

"No one's asking you to," Apollo replied. "We can all win this together, and we've got a better shot. Three of us and two tasers can take anyone in here down. Just need to get someone on their own..."

"We good? I can put this down now?" Hunter asked.

"For now..." the arctic fox said, lowering his own as Hunter did. "What're your names, anyway?"

"Hunter," the fox replied.

"Apollo," the bird answered.

"Toby," the white male finished.

"Nice to meet you, Toby. I guess we're a team now," Apollo said.

"Guess we are," Toby agreed.

"Let's...get to it, I suppose," Hunter said, shaking his head a bit. The trio set off, none of them looking forward to what they knew they had to do.

Another few hours passed, and they knew morning had to be coming sometime soon. The game couldn't be going that much longer, and the urgency in their minds was rising. The problem was, however, that they saw virtually no one. It was rare to run into someone when the game started, but now they could have been down here alone for all they knew. Soon, the frustration of being unable to complete their task was getting to them.

"Where the fuck is everyone..." Apollo lamented.

"Seriously, we run for so long, but when we want to go on the offensive..." Hunter added on. He paused for a moment, but then continued. "Wait...what if...they're avoiding us?"

"Huh?" Toby asked.

"Ever since we met up with you, we became a bigger group. Anyone that sees us is going to immediately run the other way, knowing they can't take on all three of us, and if they see us first, we have no shot at it," Hunter explained.

"Okay...but even knowing that, how does that help us?" Apollo asked. "We have to split up again?"

"Not necessarily," Hunter said. "We just have to look like we have. One of us can take the lead and walk well in front of the others. The other two just wait behind and pop out and tase someone when we get them alone."

"That sounds risky..." Apollo said. "Who walks in front then?"

"Who's fastest?" Toby replied.

Apollo remained silent but looked pointedly at Hunter.

"Oh, come on, I don't want to do it..." Hunter said.

"You are faster than I am...and besides, I won't let anything happen to you," The bird assured him.

"I swear if I get fucking raped..." Hunter said, shaking his head.

"You won't. We've got this," Toby added.

"Alright..." the vulpine said, setting off down the path in front of them.

Hunter wouldn't have thought his paranoia could get any more intense, but as he walked off alone in front of the other two, he found it very much could. Despite knowing they were back there, the fox felt more alone than ever here. He also had to keep checking to make sure Apollo was there; Toby still had a taser, and it wouldn't be difficult to try to get Apollo alone and fuck him.

The orange fox was on full alert as he walked through the corridors. He was as quiet as possible, but with every step he took, he could still hear it quietly echo out when his claws contacted the stone. He could just hear the two behind him, though it was extremely faint with the distance they'd given him. It didn't take long before his own heartbeat drowned out everything else - thump, thump, thump sounded in his ears, only briefly interrupted when he could hear a noise in the distance, trying to figure out if they were in danger.

Fifteen minutes of pure fear all culminated in one moment. As Hunter walked down one of the passageways, his ears suddenly perked up. Footsteps were approaching, and he soon saw what he assumed was one of the equipped stalkers introduced into the maze. A large reptile of some sort - he wasn't quite sure the species, some sort of big lizard, but at that moment, he didn't care. A quick yell for help alerted Apollo and Toby that he was on his way, and they got in their positions. Hunter took off running, knowing the stronger, clothed male was following him.

The stalker was fast, too. Hunter was going at a full sprint, but the lizard was quickly closing the distance. He'd barely made it fifty yards before a large weight slammed into his back, taking the fox to the ground. Before he could scream for help, scaled fingers painfully clasped around his muzzle, keeping him quiet. He struggled as much as he could, but it was the most useless thing he could have done, barely able to move an inch under the much larger male.

'Where the fuck are the others?' Hunter thought in a panic. He could feel the creature reaching down around crotch level, clearly undoing his pants to eliminate the fox from the game. The stalker hadn't even bothered with most of his equipment, and as Hunter disappointingly realized, he hadn't had to. He was an easy target alone.

Just when he thought he was done for, a voice shouted through the halls. "GET OFF HIM!" Apollo yelled, finally having rounded the corner with Toby and spotted what was going on. They raced toward Hunter, Toby's arm outstretched with the taser in preparation. As soon as he got in range, he pulled the trigger. The prongs shot out, heading straight toward the lizard, only to end up on the floor a moment later. With a soft clang, they bounced off of the lizard's armor and landed on the ground, unable to find purchase in their scaled attacker.

"Never easy..." the lizard grumbled, getting back up off Hunter and readjusting his pants, making sure they wouldn't get in the way. He charged forward, rushing at the other two as they were caught off guard. Apollo was knocked back along the hallway, sliding across the stones, while the lizard grabbed Toby around the midsection and forced him up against the wall. "Try and tase me, huh?" He grumbled, pulling back his arm to pummel the smaller fox.

Hunter slowly got back up to his footpaws, trying to react as fast as possible, but the tackle to the ground left him rather stiff. He moved as fast as he could, trying to return the favor by running into the lizard and carrying him to the ground. When he made contact though, it felt like he'd run into a brick wall. The scaled creature barely moved and Hunter was soon smacked back, falling to the ground once more. He'd managed to prevent Toby from being struck, but that only bought them a small amount of time.

"Hunter!" Apollo shouted, concerned as the fox was knocked back to the ground. A small bit of relief washed over him as his roommate got back up though, down but not out. "We can't take him alone," the bird continued. "Rush him together," he finished, and took off as soon as he'd said it. Hunter sprang into action as well, and the lizard yelled in frustration as he was forced to drop the arctic fox and deal with the two smaller males desperately trying to take him down.

It hardly took any effort. Hunter and Apollo stood no chance of tackling him and served as little more than a distraction. The lizard turned toward them and lifted them both up by their necks, glaring them down. They could only offer frightened looks in return, scared of what might happen as they dangled above the ground.

Toby didn't give up though. He lunged forward into the back of the lizard, grabbing him around the waist and trying to shove him over, but he was simply kicked back against the wall, dazed as he roughly collided with it. He sat there for a few moments, unable to see anything but stars, before his vision finally righted itself.

"Hey asshole," the arctic fox coughed. "Missing something?"

The lizard turned his head around for a moment, fully expecting to just kick the annoyance again until he was unconscious. His eyes went wide though as he watched Toby pull the trigger on the taser he was holding, this time aiming it directly into the lizard's leg, leaning his head back when his new friends were freed and dropped unceremoniously back to the ground.

The reptile immediately collapsed between the three of them. They rested for a moment, all trying to get their breath back, but no words were said. Their jobs weren't done yet, and not wanting to give the stalker time to wake up, they got to work. Hunter took the rope they already had and started bundling the scaled arms, while Apollo took the lizard's rope from him and tied his ankles together. Toby, meanwhile, slowly removed the reptile's suit, fumbling with a couple of the locks to keep it in place, but managing to get it off after a few moments.

"Alright...guess I'm doing this," Apollo said, opening up the bottle of lube he'd carried around with him since the start. "I'll be quick, I promise."

Hunter gulped as he took his position near the reptile's head, making sure he couldn't get up once he regained control of himself. Even with everything going on, he couldn't take his eyes off Apollo's crotch, watching the avian start fondling himself to get to full hardness. It was one thing to catch brief glimpses of his roommate jerking off, but it was another entirely to get an up-front view of watching the bird fuck a stranger to win a game.

Apollo squirted a bit of the cold substance onto his wing, bringing it down to his length as he prepared his entry. After making sure he was good and slick, he abruptly shoved a couple fingers into the reptile's tailhole, sparing no thought for the larger male's comfort, just making sure he could get in as soon as he could. With a deep breath, he stepped a small bit closer and lined himself up, pressing the head of his shaft against the hole and finding it easier than he expected to sink inside.

Hunter couldn't help himself as he watched. His own shaft had started peeking out as he watched Apollo start thrusting in and out, bypassing gentle entirely and simply hammering away at the scaled ass in front of him. Subconsciously, he licked his lips, wishing even now that he was taking the reptile's spot, but if there was ever a time not to do it, this was it. Every slap caused the fox's erection to grow until he was completely hard, dribbling pre over the back of their captive's neck.

"Getting...close..." Apollo panted, willing his orgasm forth as quickly as possible, knowing time was of the essence. The thrusts grew much more forceful, and Apollo struggled to keep his beak shut as he came to prevent making more noise than necessary, lest some other group find them in their vulnerable state. His business done, he stepped back, cock dripping with his own seed. "Who's...next?" he breathed.

Hunter was too busy staring at the bird to reply. Every fiber of his being was telling him to lean forward and suck his best friend clean, but still he resisted. Given the gap in conversation, Toby immediately spoke up, already hard himself after watching Apollo.

"My turn," he said authoritatively, stepping up and lining up his length with the reptile's hole, using the leftover lube and cum to ease his entry.

"Just don't knot him," Apollo said, doing his best to keep an eye out for other players.

"I won't, I won't," Toby said, thrusting away, hips slapping repeatedly against the reptile's soiled hole. The trio remained in silence as the arctic fox too worked himself toward orgasm, biting his lip to keep his moans to a minimum. The scents of sweat and sex assaulted his nostrils as he hurried along, still glancing around him even as he felt his cock twitching inside the warm, slick hole. He too finished in just a few minutes, and true to his word, left his knot outside their victim. As he stepped back, more jizz poured from the lizard's hole, forming a small puddle on the floor after two of them had their way with him.

"Alright, Hunter...your turn," Apollo said.

The fox nodded, standing up as Toby took his place holding down the reptile's upper body. He was still erect, never having taken his eyes off Apollo's still dribbling cock, but as he stepped forward to do the deed, he gulped.

"I...I can't do it," he said dejectedly, his head bowing down slightly.

"What? Why not?!" Apollo asked in a panic, worried Hunter could be left behind.

"I just can't. It's not right," he answered.

"No, but he'd do it to you if given the chance; so would almost everyone in here right now. I'm not fucking leaving you here. Now fuck him!" Apollo ordered.

"I can't!" Hunter said, but before they could continue their squabble, the same voice as earlier came over the speakers.

"Good morning, contestants! I come bearing good news - enough of the weak have been culled, and the game is ending! You've got five minutes left to get any last fucks off, but remember, if you lose, you're here forever. See you all soon!"

"Hunter, time's up, let's get on with it," Apollo replied, stepping up behind Hunter and wrapping his wings around him. He forced the fox into place, gripping the vulpine's shaft and lining it up with the hole. "Now fucking thrust!"

The fox nearly came on the spot. He could feel the bird's semi-erect length against his ass, smearing cum over it. His wing groping the knotted cock was more than enough pleasure for Hunter, and the sudden surge of lust pushed him over the edge. He shoved his hips forward, sinking his cock inside the hole, feeling more of the bird's cum along his shaft. He got maybe five thrusts in with Apollo hugging him from behind before he exploded, feeling the most intense orgasm of his life wracking his body.

"Uh...geez," the bird replied, stepping back. "You blew real fucking quick," he said.

"So much...for a good first time..." Hunter breathed, somehow managing to stay standing. Guilt slowly washed over him as he realized what had happened, and while he adored the physical contact with Apollo, it still didn't mask the fact that he'd just fucked someone they'd tased and left unconscious. He pulled back, still breathing hard as he felt his cock slip free, turning around so that he didn't have to face the soiled, dripping mess that was one of the stalkers.

Silence hung in the air for the remaining few minutes. They knew they'd won, and as long as no one came by in that time, they were safe. Each second felt like a minute, but soon enough, they heard the sound they were waiting for.

"Congratulations to all of you who've lasted this long! Please make your way to the center for the final examination. The lights on the floor mark your way," he finished, and true to his word, the lights on the ground changed into arrows, directing everyone toward the exit to this horrible game.

Apollo, Hunter, and Toby slowly followed the path, walking for the first time all night without the fear of being accosted. The game was over, and they'd made it. None of them were particularly happy about what they had to do, but Hunter was taking it particularly hard. The fox couldn't get the image of the scaly ass out of his mind, unmoving, dripping cum - his cum. Guilt consumed him, unwilling to let him think of anything else.

Soon enough, the group reconvened in the center. Finally, the voice had a body attached to it - a large, uniformed bull stood with a tablet, flanked by four armored guards with more than enough equipment to keep the angry group at bay. A ladder had appeared from the ceiling, marking the way out and forward through the games. Even without counting, Hunter could tell that not everyone was there - he assumed some of the less fortunate ones were still tied up, unable to move...

"That should be long enough - we'll patrol the passages after we check this group in," the bull said to the guards behind him. "Hello again everyone!" he said more loudly, now speaking to the players. "It's time to see how you all did. Form a line, we'll examine you, and send you on your way," he finished simply.

The crowd grumbled, but everyone was far too tired to put up much of a fight at this point, especially when they could be easily overpowered. It wasn't the best line, but it was orderly enough for the bull to proceed. Hunter's eyes went wide as he realized just what kind of check was being performed. A horse stepped up first, and one of the guards seized his arms to prevent him from striking out. Another knelt down and abruptly parted the stallion's ass, jamming a finger inside and swirling it around, only to pull it out a moment later. "This one's clean," he said simply, and the horse was ushered up the ladder.

It wasn't until the fifth fur in line that someone was denied. "This one's out," the guard noted, causing the snow leopard being examined to freak out.

"No!" the feline shouted. "I haven't been fucked; I promise! I know I haven't!"

"No? Then what's this?" The guard asked, shoving his finger back inside and pulling it back, holding up a cum-covered digit.

"I don't know! I was never fucked though; I know I wasn't!" he protested.

"Probably drugged then," the guard said nonchalantly. "Out," he finished decisively, shoving the smaller male to the side and ushering the next contestant forward. One of the remaining guards took possession of the snow leopard and walked him down one of the side passages, only to come back alone a few moments later.

Hunter gulped as the line moved forward, seeing more than he expected taken away and not allowed to proceed. Apollo went before him, and even though he knew the outcome, he let out a sigh of relief when the bird began to climb the ladder. Now, it was his turn. He stepped forward, preparing himself and shutting his eyes, knowing what was about to come. He clenched when the inevitable finger forced its way inside him, and relaxed a bit when it soon left his sphincter. Rather than one of the decisive answers, however, a very different thing was said.

"Need a second opinion on this one," the guard said, swapping places with the one holding Hunter. "Cum on his ass, but nothing inside."

"No, I wasn't fucked! Apollo - the bird that just went up the ladder - he bumped up against my ass once after he fucked someone, but that's it!" Hunter said, panicked.

"Quiet," the guard said firmly, and Hunter's heart raced as he felt his ass played with and more thoroughly examined.

"I see what you mean. Cum in the fur, but nothing near the hole at all. The hole's not red either and still feels tight. I think he's good," the guard replied.

Hunter could have collapsed as he exhaled the biggest sigh of relief he'd ever let out. As fast as his weakened body would allow him, he made his way up the ladder. Once at the top, he immediately sought out Apollo and practically tackled him as he gave the avian a huge hug.

"Thank fuck, we made it..." Hunter breathed, and Apollo squeezed the fox in return. As they embraced, Hunter nearly broke down into tears as he was finally given a break from the intense emotions he'd been feeling. Guilt, fear, lust, panic, fatigue, and many more had been overwhelming him for hours, yet for the moment, he didn't have to worry about any of that.

"I know..." Apollo replied. "I'm so sorry I got you into this. I don't know how, but I'll make it up to you."

"I know you didn't mean it," Hunter sniffled. "I'm sorry I was angry at you."

"No apology needed. Let's...let's just find a way home, okay?" Apollo asked.

"Okay," Hunter said, pulling back and wiping the end of his muzzle.

"Does...does something seem odd to you, though?" The avian asked.

"You'll, uh...have to be more specific," Hunter stammered.

"Right..." Apollo started. "Well...when they examined us, they only checked whether someone fucked us...They never checked whether we fucked anyone."

Hunter eyes went wide with realization as Apollo's words hit him. "So, you mean...we didn't have to..." he started.

"Nope," Apollo answered, not needing Hunter to finish his thought.

"Great, just fucking great..." Hunter replied. "Fucking bastards running this place just needed to give us an incentive to make sure people got fucked..."

"Yeah..." the bird agreed. "Fucking assholes..."

"Well, well, well. And here I thought I'd lost my chance," a voice interjected. The pair turned and craned their necks slightly to look up at the wolf towering over them.

"What do you want?" Apollo asked pointedly.

"Just wondering how the hell a fox managed to make it through that round," the lupine answered, leering down at Hunter. "I had my eye on you from the start. I know the game's over, but I'm sure no one'll mind if we keep up the action," he continued, reaching out and grabbing the bottom of Hunter's muzzle, tilting it up even higher and lightly rubbing under it.

"Fuck off," Hunter replied simply, shoving the wolf's arm away. "What happened to your posse anyway? Only four of you left?" he asked, only seeing three remaining wolves in the room.

"Survival of the fittest," came the harsh response. "We beat the shit out of one of our guys when we found out he got us here in the first place. I sent him to catch you, and he couldn't even do that after a little beating, falling over while he was running. So, we found him and fucked him."

"Just one? You sent two goons, and both failed," Apollo piped up.

"Oh, don't worry, we beat the shit out of the other one too," he said, uncaring. "But you," he said, turning back to Hunter, "I have something much nicer in mind for." The wolf stepped closer, effortlessly spinning the fox around and pressing up against his back. Not only could Hunter feel the wolf's gut pressing into him, but the growing length quickly sliding through his fur.

"Get the fuck off me," Hunter shouted, struggling to escape the wolf's grasp to no avail. Apollo, quick to act as well, moved in and grabbed hold of the wolf's arm, barely managing to pull it away from the fox.

"Boys, get the bird, I've got some fox business to take care of," the wolf ordered, and before Apollo could react, three larger wolves surrounded him, quickly pulling him back from the fighting duo. The large lupine shoved Hunter forward, pinning him against the wall now that he was free to do as he pleased. His paws roamed down the fox's body, squeezing the orange cheeks, slipping his fingers between them and coming dangerously close to the hole.

"Well done, all forty-three of you!" A voice boomed. While Hunter was being assaulted, the bull and his guards had rejoined the group up the ladder. "You all managed to make it through the night without getting fucked. Though some of you, just barely," he quipped, chuckling as he looked over toward Hunter. "Put the fox down for now please, we're all as surprised as you he made it through. You'll have plenty of time to fuck him later."

The wolf growled, seriously debating continuing, but decided against it. "I'll get you..." the wolf growled, letting go of Hunter and letting him collapse to the floor in relief. The group of wolves left the pair alone for now, but somehow the fox knew that wasn't going to be the end of it.

"Now, I'm sure you all still have many questions, and they'll be answered - in due time," the bull continued, excitedly wringing his paws together. "But first, we all have quite a bit more to learn about each other. After all, how can you fuck someone without even knowing their name?" He asked rhetorically, chuckling again at his own joke.

"Don't worry, what we have next in store for you will be much easier. You've all been running around, scared, fucking, and who knows what else down there. I'm sure quite a few of you couldn't even hold it and had to use the bathroom in a random corridor. So, this time, we just want you to sit down for a while and have a chat with us. Follow us through the door, and we'll get you all set up."

Hunter shakily got back to his footpaws, moving closer to Apollo as he did. He wanted nothing more than to be back in his room, his own bed, and wake up from this horrific nightmare. What he got, though, was another game, another test, and no time to sleep. The group ambled forward toward the doorway, where the guards let one person go through at a time. Confident as ever, the alpha wolf was at the front of the pack, heading into the room first. What greeted him wasn't exactly what he had in mind through.

"What the fuck are you doing to me?" he growled, pushing one of the guards away. As strong as he was, he was quickly subdued, and held in place once more.

"Quiet, player," the guards snarled, shoving the wolf down onto his knees.

Hunter leaned to the side, sighing and closing his eyes as he could barely see what was going on. This was just never going to end. The guards were outfitting each player with some kind of device in two places. One was attached around the base of the wolf's cock, still out after harassing Hunter, while the other seemed to be forced inside his ass. One guess which part he objected to. The guards warned him not to remove either under threat of losing the game and sent him in the room, pushing him toward one of the many comfortable chairs.

The fox thanked his lucky stars that he'd at least played with a couple toys before. A good twenty furs took their turns with the guards before Hunter stepped up. Resisting was no use, and he let out a dejected exhale as he lightly bent over, allowing them to do to him what they would. The lube they slathered on his hole was rather cold, but it was still infinitely better than the other option that could have been in his tailhole a few minutes ago. Walking was slightly awkward as he felt the toy shifting around, making his way over to his assigned seat, pleased to see Apollo soon follow him and take the chair about a foot to his left.

Hunter squirmed as he waited for everyone to take their seats, acutely aware of the thing in his ass. He shifted back and forth, trying to find a way to relax, but it was far too big to simply ignore. As he looked around the room, he could see others in the same predicament, with very few remaining players sitting still.

A collective sigh of relief sounded from the players as the bull finally entered the room, taking a seat behind a nearby desk and facing the group. "Everyone good and relaxed?" He asked, though could definitely tell some of the participants were uncomfortable. "As I said, this will be far easier than what you've already gone through. We just have a few questions for you, and the only way you can be eliminated during this is if you fail to answer the questions, or if you remove either of the devices affixed to you. You also may not touch any other participant while questioning is going on, or speak when you are not being interviewed. Everyone understand?" He asked, then smiled as he saw various nods throughout the group.

"Good. So...starting with you," the bovine said, pointing to the alpha wolf who'd entered the room first. "Name?"

"Orion," the wolf spat, clearly none too happy with the situation.

"Orion," the bull repeated. "Did you come here alone?"

"No," the wolf growled.

"Who are you with?" the questions continued.

"These three," the wolf gestured toward his left, showing the other wolves with him. He still kept his answers short, not wanting this to go on longer than it had to. The bull, however, had other plans.

"How do you know them?"

"Just college friends. We play football together."

"Just friends? Nothing more?"

"No. We're all tops. We've shared bitches, but not each other."

"Any fetishes we should know about?"

"The fuck kind of question is that?" the wolf spat.

The bull's grin only widened as he reached for a remote on his desk. "Good, you've given me a reason to activate these. You all could have made it through without ever figuring out what was attached to you, but the first one had to ruin it. So sad. Anyway, the devices attached to your cock and in your ass are simply vibrators. Each of you has a pair of them that operate at a separate frequency. If we don't like your answer, or believe you're lying in any way, we'll increase the intensity of yours. But the first lie kicks it off for everyone - I have forty-three here, and I'll start activating them."

Hunter waited for the inevitable moment when his was pressed. Around the room, he could see furs jump when theirs were turned on, with some enjoying the sensation more than others. A soft buzz and his ass tingling sent him down the same path, squirming more than ever now as he got comfortable with the rumbling against his prostate. The one on his crotch activated around the same time, providing just enough stimulation to his sheath to start bringing his cock back out and into the air.

"Now that that's all done," the bull finished. "I believe we've had our first bad answer. Intensity up," he said simply, and pressed a button on the wolf's remote. The lupine wriggled in his seat, uncomfortable with the heavier vibrations. He growled up at the bull, but his pride refused to let him back down. "So, about those fetishes," the bull asked again.

"Ugh. BDSM..." The wolf said, voice trailing off a bit as he did.

"Keep going," the bovine urged, knowing there had to be more.

"What more do you fucking want? Just domination in all forms. Physical, emotional, financial, I don't care. I like making someone my absolute bitch," he answered.

"Fair enough. Anyone in here you want to dominate in particular?"

"That fox," Orion said, "as I think you already know. Foxes make such good bitches. Just fucking press your cock against their hole and they're already moaning in heat, begging for you to breed them."

"Can't disagree with you there. Enough questions for you then. Next - name?" The bull said, turning his attention slightly to his right and facing the next wolf in line.

Hunter barely listened to the rest of the responses. It seemed like the questions started the same - what's your name, who are you here with, what fetishes do you have. All things that, in this context at least, made sense for what they were doing. There were some oddball ones thrown in though, depending on some of the responses. One of the players mentioned they were into watersports, and it unleashed a ton of follow-up questions - giving or receiving, marking, drinking, enemas, food play...the list went on and on to find out exactly how they enjoyed it.

As the player to his right finished speaking, Hunter gulped, knowing his turn was coming up next. It couldn't be that painful - only one player was out so far, and that was just due to sheer refusal to answer any of the questions. It was an odd time to focus on principles after the first round had taken place, but for some reason they'd done it. At the very least, the fox figured he'd survive the interview. A moment later he was asked his name and had to respond.

"Hunter," he replied quickly, hoping this would pass painlessly.

"This is exciting for me, Hunter. I think this is only the second time we've ever had a fox make it past the first round, and somehow, we have two now!" The bull said, sparing a separate glance over toward Toby. "So, I have to ask, if you even know the number - how many times have you been fucked before?" The bull asked.

"Um...zero..." the fox said quietly.

"You're in college, right?" The bull quickly followed.

"Yes..."

"Then that's a lie," the bull said, pressing the button on Hunter's remote.

The fox whimpered, feeling the increased vibration, squirming a bit in the chair. "It's not a fucking lie! Zero!" he shouted, more confident this time.

"Huh. That's so weird. Even if you were fucking homeschooled, I'd expect your dad or your brother to have taken care of that... Anyway, are you here alone?" The bull asked, making no attempt to lower Hunter's devices even though he told the truth.

"No. I'm here with him," he replied, nodding toward the bird on his left.

"And how do you know him?"

"We're roommates."

"Just roommates?"

"Yes," Hunter answered forcefully, lest he get hit with an increase again for not being confident.

"Have you ever done anything sexual with each other?"

"We...uh, we've touched each other's dicks once or twice, but...that's it..." Hunter trailed off.

"Would you like to do more?" The bull asked, not caring at all for Hunter's barriers on the subject.

"Um..." Hunter went quiet for a while, gulping as he looked over toward Apollo. "Yes..." he continued quietly.

"Why haven't you?" The bull continued pressing.

"Just..." Hunter started, but sighed. He knew he wasn't the best liar, and if he didn't sound confident, the already-distracting feeling in his crotch would become worse. By now, he was at full hardness, and if the game went on much longer, he'd likely end up cumming over the mouse and chair in front of him. "I don't want to ruin the friendship with sex. I'll be bad at it or something, and he won't look at me the same way again, and...I just don't to lose him."

"Aww. That's so sweet," the bull remarked. "Well, you said you're roommates - do you ever spy on him when he's naked?"

Hunter swallowed nervously again, looking down at the floor. "Sometimes..." he said slowly. "I've...I've seen him jerking off before. I...I usually think about it when I'm doing it too..."

"Ooh, more than I even asked for. You're a fun one. You ever steal his clothes?" The bull continued.

Hunter closed his eyes momentarily, frustrated the questions had gone this far. He should have known the bull was going to find the most sensitive things about him. "Once," he started, then turned to Apollo for a moment, then looked away again, unable to maintain eye contact. By this point, Apollo was staring incredulously at the fox, more surprised with each answer. "I, uh...still have a pair of his boxers...They fell out when he was putting them in the washing machine, he didn't notice, and...I took them."

"And what did you do with them?"

"Sniffed them...while I jerked off..." Hunter said. He was already in this deep; nothing he said at this point would likely make it worse than it already was.

"You ever cum in them?"

"No..."

"Why not?"

"I, uh...don't want to lose his smell..."

"Someone's got it bad. Let's move on then," the bull replied. Hunter sighed, happy he'd made it through, thinking the bull meant moving to the next player. Immediately though, he was brought back into it. "Any fetishes?"

Fuck. He just meant moving on from the subject...of course he did. "Not...not that I know of. I haven't exactly experimented a lot, as I've already said...I'm sure some are out there, but I don't really know what they are."

"Any you want to try, even if you don't know if you'd like it?"

"Uh...I guess I've never really thought about it. I feel like I should at least try vanilla stuff first. I mean, if I can't even do that..."

"Fair enough. Do you at least play with toys?"

Fucking hell. How many questions did this guy have for him? "Yes...one. It's...not much bigger than the one in my ass right now..." The fox explained. He still fidgeted in the chair, finding his orgasm coming closer. He wouldn't be the first to cum, but he still wanted to resist it if he could.

"Good. So, you're not solely perving on your roommate, you at least toy with yourself too," the bull replied. "I do believe Orion over here," he continued, gesturing toward the alpha wolf in the front row, "wanted to fuck you earlier, but I unfortunately had to keep the games moving before he could. Do you want him to after we're done?"

"No!" Hunter shouted, but as he averted the bull's gaze, his remote was picked up again.

"Lies," the bovine said with a grin, pressing the remote and causing Hunter's cock to throb even harder, and his tailhole to vibrate more intensely. "I know how to spot a liar, and you refused to make eye contact, no matter how indignant you sounded there. So, I'll ask again - do you want to fuck him?"

"No..." Hunter said, but continued when he saw the remote held up threateningly again. Even getting that word out was already a struggle with the stimulation he was enduring - he could see how lying might force you out of the round quickly. "At least, not with his attitude. I...I think wolves are hot, and...if he weren't such a fucking asshole, I might let him..." he trailed off. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Orion looking over at him, licking his lips in anticipation.

"Fair enough. Anyone else you'd want to fuck in here?" The bull asked.

"N-no one in particular," Hunter stammered.

"Or, in other words, you don't care who - you'd fuck anyone who asked," the bull teased. "I think that's enough for now. This is going to be interesting - next player?" the bovine inquired.

"Apollo..." the bird replied, still staring at Hunter, trying to process everything he'd just heard.

"Well Apollo, I think there's an obvious first question to ask - what do you think about everything Hunter told you?"

"I...I'm still processing it. I mean...I was starting to think he was just asexual or something. Like, I knew he was gay, but I offered to fool around more than a few times with him, and he always said no. Even when we went to a gay bar he was never interested in hooking up with anyone. I...I guess that's because he just wanted me..." Apollo said, looking over to Hunter, who softly nodded.

"Do you want to fuck him too?" The bull asked.

"I mean...yeah, he's an awesome friend, and like I said, I've tried before. I just didn't want to push too hard and make him resent me if he truly didn't want it."

"You ever perv on him, the way he does you?"

"No...I mean, I've seen him naked, but I didn't really think about it more. I've fucked a few other guys though. Like I said, he's awesome, but I'm...not quite as hung up on him, I suppose."

"Hmm. Any fetishes?"

"Public stuff, I suppose...I've done a few different things inside the local bar..."

"Really...hmm." The bull paused, thinking for a moment, before reaching for one of his remotes.

"What the hell? I answered everything honestly," Apollo protested, feeling his cock stimulated further.

"I know," the bull said simply, before hitting the remote again.

Apollo gripped the sides of his chair, feeling the stimulation radiate throughout his lower body. His cock dribbled pre madly, having been stimulated while a large number of furs answered their questions, and now felt the increased vibrations. The group sat quietly for a bit, with the bull simply waiting for the bird's inevitable orgasm. Another couple agonizing moments later and it finally hit. Apollo grunted softly as he felt his shaft flexing in the air, spraying the cum over the ground in front of him.

"Good," the bull replied. "Now Hunter, clean it up."

"W-what?" The fox asked, too frozen to move.

"Your eye candy over there just came, and I don't want cum all over the floor in here," the bull said, completely ignoring the fact that several other furs had already coated the floor in theirs. "Go lick it up," he ordered sternly.

"Uh..." Hunter said, slowly shifting off his chair as he looked over toward Apollo. The bird was too out of breath to offer any words, combined with the fact that the device hadn't stopped stimulating his shaft.

The fox knelt down and couldn't believe he was about to do this, much less in front of so many prying eyes. Slowly, he placed his paws on the ground and lowered his head, sniffing softly as the scent of his roommate's cum graced his nostrils. He shivered slightly before he finally stuck his tongue out, dragging it through the rapidly cooling liquid and pulling it into his maw, slurping it down. The reaction was almost instantaneous - as he swallowed, a small whimper escaped his lips as his hips thrust forward. The taste alone was enough to push him over the edge, and he was rather quickly making more mess than he was cleaning up.

"Oh yeah. Didn't even have to touch himself. If you ever wanted a slave, Apollo...seems all you'd have to do is ask," the bull remarked. "Hunter, one small modification to the rules for you - you're allowed to touch Apollo's cock with your maw as much as you want. Anyway, while he finishes cleaning - and I'm sure he will, even without me watching - we'll move on."

Hunter truly did need no additional impetus to keep licking. The floor was far from clean even without the cum, but that wasn't stopping him. His orgasm hadn't even finished and he was still gliding his tongue through his roommate's jizz, collecting it as fast as his tired maw would let him. He paid absolutely no mind to whoever was being interviewed now, simply enjoying the closest he'd ever gotten to Apollo.

The moment he was waiting for loomed in the back of his mind as he moved onto cleaning up his own mess. Every tongueful of cum brought him closer to the point where he'd finally lay something other than a paw on the bird's shaft. He wasn't even sure Apollo wanted it - he wasn't going to push the issue, and the bull never said he was forced to do it, but he was going to try. When the last of the jizz was in Hunter's stomach, he froze for a moment, steeling himself for what came next.

Slowly, he rose back up onto his knees, shifting in front of Apollo and staring down the full length of bird cock in front of him. He licked his lips, using all his willpower not to throw his head forward, but instead tilted it up. He made eye contact with his roommate, remaining silent, but his look told Apollo all he needed to know. For the fox, it seemed to take an eternity, but shortly after they met each other's gaze, Apollo softly nodded, giving Hunter his approval.

The fox needed no more. He still felt extremely uncomfortable being in public, but he wasn't going to pass up this opportunity. Hunter leaned in and ran his tongue over the head of Apollo's cock, causing the bird to shiver from overstimulation. He then moved down and cleared off some of the leftover jizz that had trailed down the bottom side of the length, sliding his slippery appendage upward. With a deep breath, savoring the anticipation before the big moment, he opened his lips wide and took the bird's cock between his lips and into his maw for the first time.

Apollo jumped slightly as Hunter started sliding his muzzle over the length. His cock was extremely sensitive immediately after cumming, and the fox muzzle and vibrations combined were keeping him in a highly aroused, borderline painful state. So many emotions ran through his mind as his best friend for ages had started sucking him off. It was something he'd pictured more than once, and while he wasn't quite sure how Hunter felt about being essentially forced into this, he hoped the fox was enjoying it. He knew he was, and the attention drawn from most of the other guys seated around them only made his cock throb harder.

Hunter, meanwhile, mostly felt self-conscious in the group. Not only was it his first time with someone else's cock in his maw, but he now felt an immense pressure to succeed at his job. If Apollo didn't cum, he now had the additional fear of being judged by everyone around him, combined with his own fears of not being good enough for the bird. He shut his eyes as he moved lower and lower down, thankful he'd at least tried his own deepthroat practice with one of his toys before. The first trip down, he struggled a bit as the head got near his throat. He let out a small cough and was forced to pull back. Apollo was a bit thicker than anything he'd had inside before, and the vibrations he could feel through the cock and into his muzzle weren't helping.

Nevertheless, he wasn't willing to give up. He tried twice more before he finally managed to suppress his gag reflex enough to continue downward. It wasn't the most comfortable at first, but as Hunter stayed down for a little bit, he found himself acclimating to the large invader. 'Perhaps foxes are meant for stuff like this...' he thought, as he found it easier than expected to remain with his nose buried in Apollo's groin.

It was amazing how much better the real thing was. For Hunter, every sense was enhanced. He'd sniffed and licked Apollo's boxers before, but nothing lit up his taste buds or sent his nose to heaven like having the bird's cock shoved down his throat. The cold, silicone feel of trying to practice oral on a dildo paled in comparison to the warm, throbbing, pre-dripping length he was nursing right now. Even the sounds made his own dick harder, listening to the wet, slobbery noises as he traversed the length.

Apollo too felt far more than he usually did in these situations. He was at the height of pleasure being overstimulated, and the light pain from a second impending orgasm so quickly only served to get him off faster. Feeling a sense of pride in being the only guy in the room getting head right now, the bird looked over at Orion and gave him a small smile, maintaining eye contact as Hunter's head moved up and down in his lap. As his orgasm approached, he shot the wolf a small wink before closing his eyes and leaning his head back, muffling his moans as he started shooting in the back of Hunter's throat.

The fox was caught off guard as Apollo started cumming. The vibrations made it difficult to tell when he was getting close, and with it being his first time sucking someone off, he wasn't fully aware of what to look for in the first place. The first couple spurts pooled inside his muzzle, but especially after licking the floor clean earlier, Hunter knew what to do with them. He quickly started swallowing, gulping down the bird's jizz as soon as it entered his maw. This time though, he was in a position to make sure he sucked out every last drop, milking the avian completely dry.

Once he was completely sure Apollo had stopped, Hunter slowly pulled back off the length, licking his lips when his muzzle was finally empty once more. Slowly, he tilted his head up to look at Apollo, and smiled softly when he saw the bird doing the same down to him. It certainly wasn't the circumstances either of them had expected, but nevertheless, they both enjoyed breaking down the barrier with each other. As Hunter continued looking around, he caught a mixture of expressions - some looking on with jealousy, some leering down at the fox who clearly wanted to make use of him, and others who just seemed to feel as awkward as Hunter himself in this situation.

The fox could still hear conversations going on around him - based on who was speaking now, it seemed the interviews were almost over. Gingerly, he got back up and slowly started to return to his seat, but a voice quickly stopped him.

"Sorry, one second," the bull said, stopping the current interview. "Hunter, what're you doing? You made another mess, now clean it up. Anyway, continue," he said, turning back away from the fox and back to the tiger he was tormenting at the moment.

The fox looked around confused, only to go wide-eyed when he looked where he was kneeling and saw ropes of cum spraying out from where his dick was. Not only had he apparently cum without even realizing it, but it was the second time in fifteen minutes just from merely tasting Apollo's jizz, and neither time did he even have to touch himself. As he got back onto all fours and pressed his tongue into the ground once more, he felt the judgmental eyes on him, branding him a slut, with just the taste of cum enough to get him off.

While he licked, he realized that maybe...just maybe he didn't hate that idea. Even without the devices, Hunter was sure he would have been hard right now, and he couldn't deny he adored the taste washing over his tongue, even from his own. After experiencing someone else's now, even with as tired as his jaw was, he found himself wanting more. There were a few stray pools around the room from where the devices had gotten some of the other furs off, but his bravery wasn't quite there yet to start going around and licking of his own accord. Once the floor in front of him was cleaned, he sheepishly got back up and returned to his chair, refusing to make eye contact with anyone for the moment as he processed his emotions.

Hunter hardly paid attention to the rest of the interviews. His gaze was mostly focused on the floor in front of him, only moving occasionally to glance up at Apollo. It seemed the bird had other things on his mind though, still trying to handle the stimulation being steadily delivered to his cock. His wings gripped the sides of his chair as he tried to avoid cumming again, knowing it would only make him that much more sensitive. The fox wasn't exactly pain-free himself but found it much easier to handle multiple orgasms in a row than the bird - probably thanks to those nights he'd jerked off more than once listening to Apollo in his room with someone else.

A few minutes later, the bull stood up, smiling out at the room. Hunter had missed the first part of what he said, but after the larger male had gone on a bit, the fox had started focusing in, realizing it wasn't part of an interview.

"...We thank you for being so open and honest about yourselves, and hope you enjoyed getting to know each other better. If all the cum on the ground is anything to go by, it certainly seems like you did," he chuckled, still happy to amuse himself with these little speeches. "You're all so close to getting some proper rest though. There's just one more game for the thirty-nine of you left. Everyone who makes it through will get all the food they can eat, a warm bed, and some well-deserved relaxation. Everyone who doesn't...well, won't. So, try your best!" the bull said happily.

Before anyone could reply, the bovine leaned over the desk and started fiddling with the remotes again. A wave of relief washed over the room as the stimulation stopped, and the devices attached to everyone's crotch and in their asses halted their vibrations.

"You can take off the devices now, and just leave them near your chair. We'll take them from there. When you're ready, head into the room behind you," the bull said, gesturing toward the door one of the guards was now opening. He then headed off himself, leaving the group to take a breather before being forced through their next exercise.

Hunter gingerly got to his footpaws, reaching down toward his cock and taking hold of the device, quickly detaching it from his sheath and dropping it onto the floor. Despite no longer having the stimulation, Hunter was still fully engorged, knot preventing anything from going down at the moment. He audibly sighed when he reached behind himself and slowly slipped the vibrator out of his ass, finding the relief of having an empty ass extremely satisfying for the first time in over an hour.

The fox looked around the room, surveying the damage from the interviews that took place. So many used toys lay around, some dirtier than others, and a couple furs had fallen over after sliding in a puddle of cum they hadn't seen. Most had some version of wobbly legs, whether from just the prolonged edging or any number of orgasms, depending on their resilience.

Knowing the conversation had to happen sooner or later, Hunter finally turned his gaze toward Apollo, offering a weak smile as he stepped a bit closer. "Hey..." he started.

"Hey..." Apollo replied, neither of them quite sure what to say.

"So...about all that..." Hunter started.

"Yeah...that was...a lot," Apollo replied. "I mean...I guess I should be flattered, in a way. I just wish you'd told me."

"I wish I had too...I just...didn't want to ruin anything. You've talked about guys you've fucked before that weren't that interesting for you, and I didn't want to end up on that list," Hunter replied.

"You'd never," Apollo answered. "I still like you for reasons outside sex. If it didn't go well...I mean, sure, it might be awkward for a bit, but we'd get past it and laugh about it, same as anything. Besides...you weren't half bad with your muzzle there."

"R-really?" Hunter asked, surprised.

"Yeah. Obviously the circumstances were a bit awkward, and the vibrator definitely made me cum faster than I thought, but...I'd like to do it again, if you want to."

"Yes!" Hunter said far too quickly, eyes even darting downward for a moment as he answered. "...But probably not now," he said, reining himself in.

"No, not now. It still kinda hurts," Apollo said, reaching down and holding his cock for a second.

"Are...uh, are we good, then?" Hunter asked.

"Yes, we're good," Apollo replied, stepping up and wrapping Hunter in a big hug.

The fox eagerly returned it, throwing his paws around the blue bird's back and squeezing him close. He felt momentarily awkward as he realized his erection was pressing up against Apollo's stomach, but the bird's was doing the same to him, and after everything that had happened over the last day, this was hardly something to get worked up over. He simply enjoyed the feeling, happy that he could be honest with his best friend for once. For a moment, he was able to forget everything happening around them, finding a bit of solace in this hellish place masquerading as paradise.