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Video Games Can Be Dangerous

By Damiean

I got the inspiration for this story from Onta's story 'Cross Platfrom.' It can be found in the Cocktails 2008 comic book.

Disclaimer: The usual stuff here... If you're too young or easily offended, you shouldn't be on this site, let alone reading this story. Also, I would like to warn everyone that this story (series, maybe...) will contain many touchy subjects.

All comments are welcome, but CONSTRUCTIVE criticism only, please. If you have something that needs to be said, it's not that dificult to find a nice way to say it.

Please note: The use of female pronouns to describe a male character is not an error. It signifies that the male is dressed as a female.

"Ha! Kicked your tail again!" Shawn cried victoriously. The 16-year-old otter punched the air excitedly with both paws.

"Dude, he's raping you...," Chase agreed, "How can you suck so bad?"

"Hey!" Jasper whined, "It's not like I've lost every time! I've won a lot, too!"

"Yeah, I guess so. But you definitely lose more than you win," Chase answered.

"Well, I'm better at racing games.. If you two weren't so obsessed with first-person shooters, you'd see how good I am."

"Pick a game, Jasper. I'll beat you at any game you want. It's not the game, it's the gamer," Shawn offered.

"All right, then..."

"Wait!" Chase shouted, "first, I want in on this too. I'll stomp both of you. Second, A challenge this big requires an equally big bet."

The feline tried to convince Shawn and Jasper that the weeks of slavery he'd gotten from his 17th birthday party not long ago had been punishment enough, and that he was therefore exempt from whatever they decided to bet.

This was something the trio did often, usually betting a few days to several weeks of servitude.

"Hey Jasper, how long did your folks say they'd be gone?" Shawn asked.

"Uh, Two weeks," Jasper answered nervously, "Maybe more."

"Where's your sister?" Chase was obsessed with Lilly, but the squirrel never paid him much attention.

"She's out with her friends, avoiding you two perverts, like always."

"Well, do you figure she'll mind if we stay the night?"

"Nah, not if we keep the noise down."

"Yes!" Shawn interjected. "I just thought of the perfect bet!"

Jasper rolled his eyes at the overly dramatic otter. "What is it, Shawn?"

Eyes glowing, Shawn laid out his master plan. "Okay, the loser is servant to the other two for the next two weeks."

Chase gave him a disappointed look. "It took you all that time to think of that? That's not enough..."

"I wasn't finished. A servant's gotta look good, right? He also has to dress in Lilly's clothes and pass himself off as a girl."

When he looked up from explaining, Chase and Jasper were staring at him, too shocked to respond. After a couple minutes, the feline regained control of himself and closed his mouth.

"Dude," He finally replied, "You're a genius!"

"Yeah, I know," Shawn delcared proudly. "So, what do you think, Jasper? Do you accept the bet?"

"B-but...Th-that's not f-fair!" the squirrel stuttered, "What if Lilly finds out?"

"She'll be in on your secret, of course. Wouldn't want her to worry when her brother goes missing. Now, do we have a deal, or are you gonna admit that I'm better than you?"

"Never. You're on! I hope you can fit into Lilly's clothes!" He put one of his racing games into his V-Box, and the battle began. They decided on a 10-race tournament. First place gets 5 points, second gets 3, and third place gets one. An hour and a half later, Jasper was nearly in tears as he placed dead last in the final race. Chase finished adding up the points on the score sheet, and declared Shawn the winner.

"You won 36 points, I got 28, and Jasper only took 26. Sorry, but it looks like you've been beat," Chase determined.

"You know the rules. You had better be pretty convincing when you come down those stairs,"Shawn announced.

"Take as long as you need!" he added as the crying 14-year-old disappeared up the stairs.

"It kinda looked like he was crying," Chase noted.

"He'll get over it. Let's go back to playing UltraDeath while we wait.

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I can't believe I have to do this! Why did I agree to that stupid bet?, Jasper thought, fuming silently as he picked out a set of Lilly's clothes that he liked. So they want a convincing girl, huh? Well, I'll show them... He shimmied into his sister's tight, pastel pink spaghetti-strap top with a pale yellow heart in the center. Then he put on a pair of white acorn-print panties that read 'I want your nuts' across the butt, followed by her bright pink ruffled miniskirt. To complete his outfit, he threw on a pair of pink and black striped socks. He fixed his shagy hair into a sort of girlish style, then started on his makeup.

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"Where is he? He'd better not have snuck out!" Shawn was growing impatient.

"Relax, Shawn. You told him he could take his time, remember? Besides, you'd be nervous too."

"But it's been almost two hours!" He turned off the game, having lost interest for the moment.

"Sorry I took so long, boys," a familiar-yet-unfamiliar voice sang down the stairs.

As she came into view, their jaws hit the floor. Instead of seeing their mortally embarrassed friend wearing his big sister's clothes, there was a beautiful, apparently female young squirrel standing before them, looking like the cutest thing ever.

Jasper swallowed nervously, unintentionally looking even cuter for it. Even Lilly didn't get this kind of reaction. These stares. These... She blushed brightly at the thought, but fought the urge to run away.

"Whoa," the feline found his voice first. "You're so..." Words failed him.

"Beautiful," Shawn finished. "Amazingly beautiful."

"Uhm, I seem to be causing you two, um...problems...," she stated, giggling.

"Hey, come here, uh...." Shawn trailed off, not knowing what to call this beautiful stranger. There was no way this could be Jasper.

She giggled again, intensifying the 'problems.' "Just call me Jazz."

Shawn and Chase both smiled at the name. So this really was their friend after all.

"Come over here, Jazz." Jazz came and stood directly in front of the otter with her paws crossed in front of her, awaiting her next orders. "You're the cause of all these 'problems,' right?"

"Umm, yes, sir, I suppose I am," She mumbled, flushing hotly as she found herself looking down at his erection.

"Then I order you to fix them. Get on your knees, slave. I trust you don't need specific instructions?"

"N-no, sir. I-I u-unders-stand," Jazz replied, a bit ashamed at what she'd gotten herself into. Why am I doing this?, she wondered, What am I even doing?

She knelt in front of Shawn obediently, reaching slowly for his zipper, fraught with nervousness. Before long, Chase came to stand closer as he watched. Jazz finally got to the zipper and pulled it down, then undid the button and carefully slid the otter's pants down. She came back up and, with a little less hesitation, pulled his boxers down too. She gasped when she saw the otter's manhood. She hadn't seen one before except her own, so she put off the unpleasant act that was to come by taking the opportunity to look at her friend more closely. She giggled at a random thought. Until now, she thought, I really have been a proper lady... With that, she smiled as she reached up to touch Shawn's cock, to feel it, explore it. He gasped as her warm paws wrapped around his hard member, but she didn't seem to notice.

I wonder what it tastes like, Jazz thought as the musky aroma ht her. She leaned forward, now that the thrill of discovery had replaced her fear and shame. The squirrel pressed her tongue gently against the underside of Shawn's' penis, near the base. She dragged her tongue slowly up to the tip, lingering there.

Not Bad, she decided, surprised to find that she liked the taste. She licked the length a few more times, eliciting several moans from the otter. Then she wrapped her tongue around the cock and slid her mouth down over it.

Shawn's moans got louder as the squirrel's warm mouth replaced the cool air around his penis. She started moving slowly up and down, building a steady rhythm. Jazz was snappd out of her careful work by the sudden realization that her panties were being removed. She pulled back from Shawn and looked up into Chase's eyes, curious.

He looked flustered, like this had ben exactly the response he was hoping not to get. "Umm, sorry Jazz...I hope you won't mind."

Her breath caught as she noticed for the first time how cute he was, and without thinking, she answered, "Just be careful, and make sure it's nice and slick first."

Her voice was like a chorus of bells, and it drove him crazy. Her nonchalant warning and apparent lack of concern were all the permission the feline needed right now. Jazz went back to tending to the cock in front of her as her panties were pulled down out of the way. She gasped and jerked forward when she felt a warm, wet pressure under her tail. She slid back just enough to breathe, finding that she enjoyed having the otter's cock in her throat. Chase lapped at her tailhole, pressing inside a little, trying to make sure she was moist enough for what was coming next. Once he decided that she was ready, he got up on his knees, grabbed her hip with his left paw, and used his right to guide his long hard member into the tiny hole.

"Mmm!" She cried through her mouthful of cock as she was penetrated. Chase let her adjust, and the pain didn't last very long. She soon started to enjoy the feeling. It seemed like he took forever to get all the way in, and twice as long to pull back out.

She came off of Shawn's penis just long enough to look back and say, "Faster," then shoved the otter's penis all the way back into her throat as the feline behind her complied with her request.

That was all Shawn could take. He pushed her head back, causing her to whine in protest.

"Stop that, slave. I want to see my cum all over your pretty face, and then I want to watch you swallow it,"Shawn ordered.

Jazz simply replied, "Yes, Master," and kept sucking. As soon as she felt the first shot hit her throat, he pulled out and coated her face, hair, and chest with his seed. Then he gave it back to her and watched her gulp down the rest.

Jazz swirled her tongue around the otter's penis a few more times, searching for any that she might have missed.

Then she reached back and pressed lightly against Chase's legs, wanting another mouthful. He moaned loudly, and she felt something hot squirting deep inside her. She pushed more firmly against his legs, and he pulled out this time, still cumming. It got all over her clothes as she moved the feline's cock up to her face. She was momentarily distracted by how much dofferent this one looked from Shawn's. She made a mental note to study it later,and closed her mouth around it just in time to catch the last few shots. Jazz thoroughly cleaned this one as well, navigating the fleshy spikes carefully.

When she was finished, she pulled back, looked up into Chase's embarrassed face, and smiled at him while she swallowed his cum.

Before any of them could say anything, a new voice met their ears.

"Hello, boys," Lilly began, "Who is your new friend, and why is she wearing my clothes?" She didn't really seem to be angry, mostly just curious.

"Well....uhm, I - we, and..." Shawn stammerd, unsure how to answer.

"...," Chase was still stunned. He managed to mumble something incoherent, then sat down on the floor next to Jazz.

"And where is my...," Lilly was staring at Jazz, scrutinizing her, wondering why this stranger looked so familiar. The sudden realization hit her like a ton of bricks, so hard that she barely finished her query. "...brother?"

"Um, hi Sis," Jazz started in her lyrical voice. She cleared her throat and tried again, managing to sound a little more like a boy this time. "Uh, hey there, Lilly. I, um, th-this i-sn't.. it isn't what it looks like!"

"Oh really?" She put her hands on her hips. " So you weren't wearing my clothes, and you wearing my clothes and makeup, and you weren't sucking your friends off?"

Jazz thought for a moment. "Okay, so maybe itis what it looks like, but let me explain. And please don't tell anyone, especially not Mom and Dad...."

"Explain first. We can discuss the price of my silence later, along with how you expect to replace my clothes."

Jazz looked down at her outfit. It was pretty much ruined. It'd take a lot of negotiating, and maybe a bit of bribery to keep her quiet.

"Well," Jazz began, her voice cracking a little, "we usually bet when we play games, a-and the loser has to be a slave to the others for a week or so. B-but since no one else was here, w-we made...made it a li-little more

i-in-teresting...."

"Yeah, I came up with the idea to use your clothes. Sorry," Shawn added. "I didn't think they'd get...messy. She just looked so good, she...I...it caused, uh, ﾃ｢竄ｬﾋ徘roblems'..." He trailed off.

"A-and since I was the s-slave, I got ordered to...ta-take care of th-them." She was so nervous by this point that she was on the verge of tears.

"Lilly," Chase started once he could speak clearly, "We...I, uh, I guess...w-we sorta got carried away..." When he finished talking, he looked back down at the floor.

"Th-that's pretty m-much it...Please don't tell Mom and D-Dad.. They'll b-be furious!" She started crying as she finished her protest, "They'll probably even kick me out...."

Lilly deliberated for a moment, the decided something. "Okay little bro, or sis, I guess, if you want me to keep your little secret quiet, you have to be my slave, too."

"What about them?" Jazz motioned to Chase and Shawn.

"Oh, they'll be punished too, but only a little. You're mine for the next two weeks," Lilly clarified. "Now start using that cute girly voice again."

"Yes ma'am," Jazz replied, her voice musical once more.