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Masked wrestling was hugely important to many fans across the world though no more apparent was this to then a eight year old rhino who watched the TV and watched yet another challenger get tackled down by his idol. "Go Tigre Mask!" he yelled. His dad shushed him though he'd been yelling just as hard whenever the tiger wrestler had planted the heavy panther to the ground. "He's gonna do it!" the young rhino yelled.

His father grinned and rolled his eyes as it was such an obvious turnout but nonetheless he was just happy that his son had taken an interest in something sports related. The young rhino had always been rather nerdy and had been proving to his father a few times over that he was likely going to be a very weak little man for the rest of his life... until they found masked wrestling. It was like the young rhino's eyes had been lit on fire upon seeing the masked figures which almost resembled real life superheroes. "Yes he is!" the father yelled. The pair along with the crowd screamed in delight as they watched the tiger hold the other man's mask high up in the air with a big grin.

"Yet another match won easily by Tigre Mask!" the announcer yelled. People across the globe went nuts at the victory as Tigre won his one hundredth match straight. The young rhino started to dance gleefully across the room as he sang the words "Tigre Mask Won" all over and the father was just about to do the same when Tigre Mask himself stepped up and took the mic in paw.

Clearing his voice the crowd went dead silent in an instant as the masked wrestler looked right towards the camera. The young rhino's eyes widened as he stood still and gazed at the TV as the great man sighed. "I'm sorry everyone, but today I hang up my mask. I have a promise to my family that this would be my last match, win or lose. I'm happy that I was able to win all one hundred of my matches. Truly it's been an honor to have such a wide fanbase but I have things to do for my family. I do hope to see future generations join in on the great life of a masked wrestler. Who knows, maybe if I see someone great enough, I myself might come out and put on the mask one more time."

With that the wrestler handed his mic back to the announcer who looked just as shocked as the rhinos felt and with that the crowd broke into an angry roar as the tiger disappeared from sight. The young rhino's father was terrified as he looked down at his still silent son who hadn't said anything yet. A part of him was worried that with the announcement his obsession with wrestling was done. "S-son, are you alright?" he asked. The young rhino didn't say anything still as he faced the TV. "Myron?" the father practically whispered.

The youth finally turned around and the father was shocked to see a giant grin on Myron's face. "Did you hear that, Dad?! He said that he may come back if someone's good enough! Dad, I'm gonna be a masked wrestler!" the young rhino shouted. Never before had his father had a bigger shock in his life before a giant grin slid onto his face and he kneeled on the floor and gave his son a hug.

"I suppose we'll need to get you started then won't we?" his father asked with a deep chuckle. His son nodded in excitement as the rhino wiped a tear from his eye as he started planning the future for his son.

***

Twelve Years Later...

Stepping off of the bus Myron took a deep breath and shakily let it out as he looked at the wrestling scene in front of him. Hulking animals of all types milled around wearing different masks, some of them splendid and others that looked cheaper but home made. Myron himself was wearing a wrestling mask already and felt awkward as many eyes were locked on him and had stayed on him since he'd jumped on the bus earlier. Many of the other upcoming masked wrestlers were checking him out to see what competition they'd have and Myron felt extremely nervous as he scratched the back of his neck. His father had presented him with this mask three nights prior after his mother had determined during their training for that day that the rhino was ready to enter the novice ranks.

Myron had been in wrestling his entire schooling life and had learned many different techniques that he hoped he would be able to put to use. The rhino had contacts in which made his eyes a tad bit itchy as he blinked an itch away as he started towards the building to sign up. His shirt was stretched tight on his muscles as he found himself getting oggled by a few wrestlers who seemed a bit too interested on his bulge under his shorts. He'd figured upon entering the leagues that he might get a few looks as he was rather well hung but it still made him blush slightly as he shrugged the bag up on his shoulder. There was a desk in front which was swarmed by would-be masked wrestlers and Myron felt his stomach twist as he knew they had limited space. "Damn... I guess I'm gonna lose out..."

"You kidding me? Push your way through," a voice shocked Myron. The rhino turned to see a beefy gator standing off to the side with a black mask over his face. It reminded Myron of some leather gear his father had stashed away in his closet come to think of it...

"P-push my way through? Aren't they already there though?" Myron asked. The alligator gave him a "are you serious" look as he held up his own registration number.

"That line was just as full when I got here, so I just made my way through. This is a test to see who's really strong enough to get in. Show your stuff, man," the gator said. Myron scratched the back of his neck and pulled at the drawstrings of his mask before letting out a deep sigh and nodded. The alligator smiled as he leaned back against the wall watching as Myron approached the crowd.

"Sorry everyone," Myron announced. Everyone looked back in confusion before they all were easily pushed aside with little effort as Myron knocked them over one at a time. The people at the front desk watched Myron with impressed gazes as he stepped up to the desk and popped his application down. "I'm here for the tournament."

A shadow formed over Myron who looked back to see a particularly peeved elephant who he'd knocked over without much thought. "You asshole! This is my chance to shine! You're not gonna beat me down!" the elephant announced. Myron glanced back at the desk staff who seemed to be watching in interest before Myron tossed his bag to the ground with a sigh and faced the elephant.

"I did apologize in advance. If that's not enough though I'll have to take you down. My mom and dad are watching and I promised them that I'd be stepping up in the ranks starting today," the rhino explained. The elephant didn't seem all that impressed though as he threw his arms up and swung in for a body slam. Prospective wrestlers who were trapped on the floor screamed in terror as they all thought they were going to get crushed. The giant form of the elephant toppling over was like watching a tree fall in a forest... until he stopped falling with a gasp.

Holding up the elephant didn't seem that hard for Myron who grinned as his shirt ripped a bit. "You remind me of a guy from my old high school. He kept challenging me to wrestling matches but he always lost because he threw his weight around far too frivolously. To me it's looking like you didn't learn from him, so I'm gonna save you the time and have you lose this little test." With that Myron grunted as he planted his feet firmly on the ground and lifted the elephant high above him with his muscles flexing powerfully before he tossed the elephant towards the door with a loud crash. Brushing his hands clean the rhino turned towards the counter and smiled as he set his hand down. "Now can I have my pass?"

The staff were quick to appease the masked wrestler as they gave him a ticket and allowed him to go on his way. Glancing over the ticket Myron smiled as he saw the number fifty-three sitting on the paper. "I'm in..." he bragged to himself.

"Yes you are mister elephant tosser," a familiar voice said. Myron looked up from his ticket to see the alligator standing in front of the locker room. The alligator was giving him a once over his eyes briefly lingering on the male's bulge before holding his hand out towards the rhino. "I'm the Stargator. Nice to see another wrestler who's not afraid to prove himself."

Part of Myron felt a bit ashamed at having disgraced the elephant wrestler in such a way as he's gotten a bit caught up in the moment, but such feelings shouldn't drag him down today. Taking the gator's hand Myron smiled, "I'm Thundertusk," he introduced himself. The pair shook hands tightly before walking into the locker rooms together which were already packed with strong men who were eying the competition with well trained eyes. Myron for the most part could tell strength but he knew that it took a real wrestler to pick out the strongest opponent where he a novice couldn't.

"Thundertusk?" Stargator asked. The pair sat down at a bench facing one another while Myron set his bag aside and chuckled lightly.

"Couldn't think of many things to be honest... and going with 'The Masked Rhino' sounded far too stereotypical," Myron explained. The alligator chuckled as he nodded as he slipped off his own shirt and pants revealing that he was wearing a pair of tight black thong underneath. Though it was a bit embarrassing to see somebody in something so revealing it was a good idea in Myron's opinion. Pulling out his own singlet Myron saw many of the other masked wrestlers were also dressed under their clothes and now he was feeling a bit foolish as he realized that he'd have to get dressed there while everyone else was watching.

Noting the rhino's uncomfortable wiggles the alligator smiled as he set his palm on the rhino's shoulder. "They have some bathroom stalls in here. Why don't you go get changed over there?" Myron smiled at him and nodded before getting up and making his way through the crowd of other wrestlers. A few of them gave him glares as he grew near to them as if he was trying to figure out their weaknesses or something. Whatever the case Myron got to the bathrooms and got changed, slipping off his already ripped shirt which he would be throwing away and slipping off his shorts. His underwear bulged as he slid them off revealing his large meat underneath which he knew attracted a lot of attention when mixed in with the fact that he was huge with the muscles he'd developed over years of wrestling and practice.

Pulling out his jockstrap and cup Myron slid them on before pulling on his singlet which had lightning bolts to go with his name. Flexing to loosen out the lycra Myron picked up his clothes and stepped out and nearly bumped right into the barrel chest of an ape who didn't seem happy to see him. "Hey there, newbie. Heard about your little exercise out at the front desk," he grunted.

Myron had to stop himself from sighing as he'd been hoping that no one was going to bring it up as he still felt pretty guilty for the show he'd put on back there. "Yeah... was having a bit of a rough morning," he let out a small laugh. The rhino just hoped that the oaf would let him go so he could get back to his bag. That would be asking for miracles in his case as the ape had no intentions of letting him go just yet.

"You need to learn your place, pipsqueak," the ape said. The irony of the statement wasn't lost on Myron as he was a good two heads taller than the ape. Though with how large his muscles were Myron wouldn't put it past him to bend metal girders in his spare time. "Around here I've come to this competition three times in the past. Always came in fourth, and around here I'm a senior contender. Ya gotta get in the first three spots to make it into the big leagues, and I've always just barely squeaked under the line. This year I don't have any competition that scares me though. So be prepared to have your ass handed to ya this year and try not to chip your tusk on my boots," the ape grunted.

Part of Myron wanted to laugh at the macho routine, the other part of the Rhino just wanted to leave. Part of Myron knew that he needed to prove himself to the others to be taken seriously though he knew that this ape wasn't the right person to test himself out on. The ape had a chip on his shoulder that seemed to be gaining mass as he spotted potential threats to his throne and Myron knew that he was being singled out for a reason. "I'll keep that in mind," the rhino said. The ape glared at him from under his thick brow as the rhino made his way back to his seat where the alligator was busy playing around with a weight as he was waiting for something to happen.

As Myron was taking his seat and was about to put his clothes in his bag there was a loud clap making a few of the less prepared members, such as himself, jump in surprise. Standing at the end of the rows was a lion in a sharp suit and without a mask on which definitely set him apart from everyone else. "Welcome to all of you fine masked wrestlers," the lion announced. There was a rush of excitement amongst the wrestlers as they were acknowledged as such by such a prestigious looking man. "As I know many of you are likely newcomers to this scene I will start off by announcing the basic rules of this competition. This is the beginning step for any masked wrestler. If you ever want to be taken seriously in the world then you have to pass through our doors. You one hundred were lucky enough to get through our little preliminaries of getting a ticket. I applaud you all for doing so," he emphasised this point with a little clap that almost seemed piteous, "now comes the real test though. Only three of the one hundred of you, will be recognized as true wrestlers. The rest will have to wait until we open our doors once more a year from today."

Myron felt his stomach rumble in concern as he wanted to make his parents proud this year and not have to go home in shame. The lion continued on with his spiel, "Now in this competition there are few rules. Not to say there is none though: Rule number one is this, you are not to pull off another wrestler's mask under any circumstances. Doing so will result in our immediate removal from the tournament," he said with dire seriousness. Everyone nodded seriously as he nodded back in acceptance and with that he nodded. "Alright, everyone's been matched up against an opponent. In each of the lockers you will all find a tablet inside. On the screen it will display the number, name, and face of your opponent. It'll then mark the time that your match will begin. With that, I'll be off."

Everyone watched as the lion marched off and they all turned to face their lockers before opening them up. There on the bottom of every locker was the tablet in question and along with everyone else Myron reached out and picked his up. The screen flashed alive showing off the National Masked Wrestling league icon flash on the screen before it brought up his own masked face before showing off another. The person in question was the very ape that'd been bugging him earlier under the name Ape Crazy. "That's... a name..." Myron muttered.

There was a roar of triumph as everyone turned to see the ape in question pointed to Myron. "You're gonna be my first bloodstain on that mat! You should be honored to join the many wrestlers who fall at my feet!"

There was silence as Myron felt his jaw hanging loose for a second before he closed his mouth. "Um... okay," he said. The dramatic antics were rather obnoxious as everyone held back snorts at the ape's attempts to intimidate. He stomped a few times and beat his chest with his fists as Myron stood up to go to their match as they were in one of the first time slots.

As Myron started away he felt a hand grab at his arm and turned to see Stargator gesturing for him to get lower. The rhino leaned down to hear what he wanted to say. "Let him lumber around the mat for a while. Every year he competes the reason he loses is because his opponent lets him tire himself out," the gator explained. Myron blinked and nodded before the alligator grinned at him and let go of his arm letting him go once more.

***

"Let us welcome to the mat our first two wrestlers today!" an announcer shouted into his microphone. Myron stood at the dim entrance to the main room as he slapped his chest a few times. His heart was nearly beating out of his chest as he was about to do what he'd always wanted to do. Masked wrestling was within his grasp and his parents would be watching him wrestle his heart out. "First welcome one of our recurring wrestlers, Ape Crazy!" the announcer yelled. There was a cheer from the crowd as Myron saw in the distance the ape in question stomping down the aisle with exaggerated movements.

Myron let out another deep sigh as he tried to pump himself up for the walk. "I can do this... I can beat him..." he chanted to himself.

After some more showboating up on the mat Ape went to the opposite side of where Myron was going to be standing as the crowd died down to let the announcer say his piece. "Now announcing one of the newcomers to the leagues let's welcome this down home rhino, Thundertusk!"

Pumping himself up Myron ran towards the exit and came out to the shocking roar of excitement as Myron came down with a charge that would make an elephant run away. Myron felt his heart thumping heavily against his chest as he threw his arms up and showed off his massive muscles to the crowd who roared in appreciation of his might. Throwing himself over the ropes and landing on the mat Myron glared at the ape taking on a persona of a manly masked wrestler. The ape glared at him as the announcer spewed out the same rules they'd heard earlier as the pair got pumped up. "Now that we're all prepared let's throw down!" the announcer yelled. With that the announcer jumped out of the ring as Ape Crazy decided to start slamming the mat with his massive fists shaking the ground.

"Do ya feel the fear, Thundertusk?! I'm the groundshaker! You're the weakling!" the masked wrestler yelled. Myron kept his cool as he continued to keep his distance from the ape for now to gauge how powerful the other wrestler really was. When Ape realized that Myron wasn't shaken up he decided to rush the other man to take him down fast. This proved shockingly useless though as everyone watched Myron take the blow head on... and completely bounce it off with a shrug as the ape bounced back with a dazed look. "Whoa..." he groaned.

Grinning down at the ape as his muscles merely tingled a bit from the impact Myron flexed one of his arms. "Sorry about that, Ape. You're gonna have to take a seat though as I'm gonna be crowned as a real masked wrestler!" With that he put his head down and charged at the shocked looking Gorilla and picked him up with one arm and ran him right into the ring's ropes before allowing the Gorilla to be tossed by them onto the ground where he pinned him down with one fit and flexed his muscles as everyone in the crowd went wild.

For a moment Ape tried to get up but he realized that the Rhino's pressure on his back was far too intense for him to push back up against so he decided to concede defeat much to his own shame. Laying down as the crowd roared in delight Myron showboated a bit as the announcer announced his victory to the world. Part of Myron was hoping that his parents were proud of him standing there. Soon after the match he was marched off of the stage and led back into the locker room to wait for his next match. The room's inhabitants rotated at a decent pace, some of them taking longer than others as the wrestlers were all at different skill levels.

Myron was surprised at how long it took for him to get another match, the second match proving shockingly similar to the first as he faced down a walrus, who while bigger, tumbled out of the rink as he charged the rhino and was quickly ascertained to be unconscious. The rhino didn't feel quite as pleased about that match as the first, but he wasn't going to argue about being lifted towards the finals. The Stargator proved himself to be an odd fighter according to some of the others watching the matches on little monitors spread around the room. Checking out one of his matches Myron watched as the gator practically walked his competitor out of the room with ease and walk away a victor, though the crowd seemed to be eating it up as the roars echoed right into the locker room.

"That was an easy fight," Stargator chuckled upon walking in. While Myron was glad to see him, everyone else eyed him warily as the alligator sat down next to him. "So it's looking like we'll be going up against one another in the next match," the wrestler said cheerfully. Myron shot him an odd glance as they'd yet to post up the next round's wrestlers, but as if the alligator were a psychic upon the matchups being posted it was Thundertusk versus Stargator. "Now let's have a good match out there!" Stargator said with a slap on Myron's back.

"Well let's not have any hard feelings, whichever one of us loses," Myron said. Stargator agreed as they were led onto the stage. Walking up to the stage Myron felt himself having a multitude of feelings, pride to fight his newfound friend, fear that he would lose said friend if he won, and finally an odd anger that seemed to be burning for no reason... The pair jumped into the ring, people cheering and booing as they rooted for their favorite wrestler of the pair. For some reason though Myron couldn't get rid of the odd burning rage as he glared at Stargator who merely smiled back.

Everything said around Myron was growing dim as he found himself flexing his body in preparation for the batte. The rhino was actually growing a bit concerned about how angry he was, it was growing into a blind rage as he started to snort in an almost feral way. Finally the announced stopped talking and the match started... and Myron slammed right into Stargator with an immense burst of speed. There was a roar of excitement as the match started up so quickly, but what happened next was vague to Myron as everything went blurry when he looked into Stargator's face and... and... there was a scream of outrage as Myron stood panting over the alligator.

Clutched in Myron's hand was a mask... Stargator's mask, and an immense gut wrenching feeling hit the rhino as he looked at the mask. Roars of angry viewers rushed across the stage and even the announcer was crying out some choice curse words at the rhino before he dropped the held mask. "I... oh god...." Myron whimpered. Before they could start throwing things at him the rhino rushed out of the ring, past the locker rooms, and out the front door.

***

Sitting in a quiet bar that thankfully had no television, Myron sat at the counter with a hard drink and his head held in one of his hands. To demask a fellow fighter was almost as bad as killing someone, Myron knew that anyone who took off another wrestler's mask was banned from all wrestling institutions. "Why did I do it?" he whimpered. The fight was so blurry, all he remembered was some odd blind rage and Stargator's face. "Fuck..." he grunted.

Some of the patrons of the bar approached him and asked for his autograph even though he'd yet to earn any status, likely because they were people from small homes who figured that any masked wrestler was amazing. Of course Myron signed them, but he figured that after they got the news they would be burning the autograph. What upset Myron even more at that moment was the fact that he couldn't get drunk very easily due to his large body, so he was forced to drink shot after shot praying that the next would drown away the anguish of the fight.

There was a clanging of a bell as the door to the bar opened and somebody walked in towards the counter. Myron felt his stomach churn as he imagined it being someone with TV who had watched the match and was going to stab the wrestler in the back with a knife... he was honestly debating on if that was better or not than living. "Could you grab me a drink?" a familiar voice asked.

The person in question sat on the bar stool right next to Myron, and he wanted to die right there. Sitting next to him was Stargator, the gator somehow smiling that same smile that he had before as he wore the mask that had been stripped from his head an hour before. "What're you doing here?" the rhino asked. Myron bit his tongue as he realized that the first thing he should've said was an apology.

Taking a drink from the bartender Stargator thanked the goat before taking a drink from the shotglass and smiling over at Myron. "I'm glad to have found you so soon. Some other wrestlers flee to the other bars in town, I just got lucky that you went to the closest one in town," the alligator laughed.

Myron had to admit that he was a bit shocked that the alligator was talking to him in such a friendly manner after him demasking the wrestler. "Aren't... you angry at me?" he asked.

"Not at all. You see, that entire event was my doing," Stargator said. Myron was floored as his eyebrows drew together in confusion and he continued to look at the alligator with a wide eyed expression. "I represent a rather different group of wrestlers, you see. They're not exactly the stars you see in the professional leagues. No, they're the best and strongest that fight in the darker depths of this city. We have issues bringing on members though, so the league send out initiators such as myself to help bring the best to them."

Stargator's words sounded preposterous to Myron as he slowly shook his head. "That's impossible. How could you have forced me to do that to you? It's not like you're magic or something..."

"Well you should never rule anything out. I have some rather unique abilities myself, such as a rather powerful hypnotic persuasion. I used it to manipulate you into everything that happened during our match," Stargator explained. Myron now felt a legitimate anger growing in him as he realized that because of the alligator, he had been shamed in front of the entire world! His family likely despised him now as well because of the disgusting action he had performed in front of the camera. "Please, before you start yelling at me, let me assure you that this was in your best interest. True, because of your actions you have become infamous to the world, but you are also now being recruited to go up against the strongest wrestlers you can."

There was a rancid taste in Myron's mouth as he grimaced and glared at the alligator. "This was all to recruit me? Well I'm going to have to decline, I'd prefer to die than work for some asshole who just got me banned from the world leagues," he growled.

Stargator tsked as he let out a chuckle and finished off the rest of his shot. "I'm sorry to say, Myron. This isn't something you can refuse," the alligator said. Myron felt a shiver up his back as he realized that the wrestler had used his real name, and as he turned to face Stargator he found himself staring into spiraling eyes. "Now if you'll just sign on this line..."

***

Snapping out of it Myron found himself standing next to Stargator in a dim alley, but the alligator was wearing a different mask now, if Myron didn't know better he swore it resembled a gimp mask quite a bit. "Welcome back to the world of the living," the alligator laughed.

Blinking a few times as he felt ill Myron shook his head as he realized that he was still dressed in his singlet and mask. "W... what the hell happened? Better yet, what are you wearing?"

"This is my real wrestling gear. I go by Gimpgator," the alligator chuckled. Honestly the name made Myron want to groan as he saw that the singlet the alligator wore now was made purely of lather and his crotch had a zipper right on it. "Don't bother trying to run away either. You've signed an unbreakable contract with me. It's not just a piece of paper either, you literally cannot break your bond due to my hypnosis," the gator explained.

"This is fucked up," Myron growled. The gator just smirked as the door in front of them opened to reveal a muscled bull with a wrestlers mask just as they had, and a singlet that didn't leave anything to the imagination as his crotch bulged out lewdly.

"Gimpgator, welcome back. I see that you have new meat," the bull chuckled. It took Myron a moment to realize what set this bull as weird, aside from the bulge of course, on his mask were two penises on either side of his muzzle pointing to his mouth. "Come on in, boys. The rounds for today are starting up soon, and you have to get our new member all dressed up," the bull said.

"No problem, Bullhorn. By the way, I see you got a new mask. Much better than the last," Gimpgator chuckled. The bull winked at him as he allowed the pair in, Myron starting to get a sickening feeling about being here as he followed behind Gimpgator. He wanted to run, to go anywhere but here... but found himself incapable of moving whenever he thought about running away. Following Gimpgator in he found himself immersed in this odd underground wrestling world, all of the wrestlers wearing lewd costumes of one sort or another, and all boasting about it as Myron watched a wrestler pin another against a table and fuck him in the ass.

Approaching Gimpgator and bending down to whisper in his ear Myron watched as several of the other wrestlers watched him with interested glances. "What is this place? Why are all these wrestlers like this?!"

The gator smirked as he led the rhino down to a group of dining tables next to an arena. Within was a pair of wrestlers wrestling, a wolf dressed in lewd gear, the other a boar in far more respectable gear, but he seemed to be struggling as the other wrestler continued to twist his nipples and grope his cup. "This my friend is the Lewd Wrestlers Ring. Everyone here used to be a good respectable wrestler at one point, and then they were brought here. The rules here are rather simple, you have one match, and if you win then you're released from your contract and may leave. Otherwise... well, you'll see." Gimpgator's words didn't give Myron any hope as he watched the wrestler inside wearing normal gear get beaten, his mask ripped right off with a gasp from Myron. "Oh, and by the way. For the first loss, you have your mask ripped off. Now comes the fun part," the alligator chuckled.

A nude german shepherd walked up onto stage with a savage grin, his cock dripping with arousal as the crowd went crazy. Myron watched in terror as the muscled sheppard picked up the wrestler with ease and carried him off stage and into a side room, the crowd still cheering as the winner cheered along with the rest. "What the fuck is happening?!" Myron snapped at Gimpgator.

Still smiling Gimpgator took a sip from a glass of water on the table as he smiled up at Myron. "All initiators such as myself have the ability to hypnotize and reprogram people. We also have the privilege of taking those who we bring in and lose and turning them into real lewd wrestlers as the rest here. That bull that we met at the door, well usually whenever a wrestler wins they opt to leave, but sometimes when they win they still stay. Bullhorn continued to win, but he lost for the first time yesterday and was brought into a backroom and changed into that sexy piece of meat," Gimpgator explained.

There was a churning in Myron's stomach as within fifteen minutes the boar came back out, but his singlet now dripped with cum and his face twisted into a grin as he held up a new wrestlers mask with a mohawk built into it. "My new name's Snortcock!" he yelled. The rest of the wrestlers roared in excitement as the boar threw his mask on and started to grope himself as the winner of the last match gave him a big kiss on the snout and they walked into the back.

"The winner and loser often times have sex after the match. I'm sure Snortcock's gonna have a damn good time with that wolf," Gimpgator chuckled. Myron was disgusted by the show though as the crowd continued cheering, a few getting some kisses in as the german shepherd stepped out from the room covered in cum with a grin on his face. "Mmm... lucky bastard. I can't wait to see how you do in the ring," Gimpgator chuckled.

"I won't lose! Not to anyone every again," Myron growled. The alligator just grinned as he leaned back in his chair and soon enough Myron found a light shining on him from the roof.

"Our next challenger everyone! Brought to us by our best initiator, Gimpgator!" The crowd roared as Myron found himself walking towards the ring without much say in the matter. Climbing into the ring he was disgusted to look out in the crowd and see several of the wrestlers below wearing no singlet and just stroking their massive cocks. "Now announce yourself, newcomer!"

For a moment Myron stayed quiet but he felt the gaze of the crowd urging him on and with a small groan he announced his name to the crowd. "I'm Thundertusk!" he yelled.

"Welcome Thundertusk everyone! Soon enough he'll be a great fuck I'm sure!" the announcer laughed. Myron felt a deep blush in his cheeks as he bit his lip and watched as a buck climbed into the ring, wearing nothing but a leather harness across his chest, his wrestling mask, and a pair of nipple piercings. Otherwise he was au naturel with his cock at full hardness and a very firm set of abs. "Welcoming Buckwild to the stage, this buck looks ready to have a nice fuck with our new wrestler once this match is over! Now remember Wrestlers, the visiting wrestler can win by knocking Buckwild out of the ring or until the deer can't fight anymore. Buckwild wins by pulling off Thundertusk's mask! Now ready... go!"

Myron was shocked at how fast Buckwild could go as he sprinted towards the rhino, very nearly getting his mask with one sweep of his arm as he ducked under the grab. "Sorry, buster. I'm not joining you guys today!" the rhino roared. With a quick sweep of his arm he took Buckwild in his arm and slammed him down to the ground with everyone letting out a singular gasp as the deer coughed a few times, but before Myron could even think the deer was back on his feet and smiling wide.

"Though Thundertusk gave Buckwild a good slam, the deer is back and ready for more ramming!" the announcer announced. Myron was already growing tired of the sexual inuendo though as the buck came at him again, but he wasn't aiming for his mask this time as he wrapped himself around Myron's arm with a quick jump... and then started nibbling on the rhino's ear. Myron yelled in shock as the sensation sent shivers down his back and he nearly fell over from the new weight on his body, but with a quick twist he threw off Buckwild.

Licking his lips the buck grinned wide as he fingered his hardened shaft. "Don't worry, big boy. You'll get plenty of that soon enough," he laughed. Myron just let out a loud snort before rushing the deer once more, but he should've been expecting it as the buck moved out of his way and he ran right into the ropes and was tossed right back with a hard slam onto his rear. He was winded as he suddenly felt a hand grab at his mask and before he could swat it away his mask was yanked off, his heart stopping as the crowd roared in delight.

"Thundertusk has had his mask taken off everyone! A quick match, but a fun one to watch! Let's have Thundertusk's initiator come out now!" the announcer yelled. Myron prepared to run, but he didn't get far as Gimpgator was already at the bottom of the stairs, his mask gone as his eyes spiraled once more and Myron went slack as he looked into the alligator's eyes.

"Follow me," the alligator ordered. Completely obedient after the hypnotic gaze Myron nodded, following the alligator to the same room where he'd watched Snortcock walk into earlier. "Take a seat on the bed," Gimpgator said. He locked the door behind them as the rhino lurched over to a comfy looking bed, though it was heavily stained with juices. That didn't stop Myron though as he continued to follow Gimpgator's orders, sitting down in the juices as Gimpgator approached.

Breaking out of the trance slightly Myron grimaced at Gimpgator. "This is fucked up, I refuse... I will never join this weirdo group!"

"Sorry, Myron. There's no turning back. By the way, the name Myron's no longer important. You can ditch that," Gimpgator ordered. The rhino had no intention of following that order.

"Fuck you, my parents gave me that name, my name is... is..." The wrestler's voice trailed off as he attempted to remember that name, but it was gone now. It was as if the name had never existed... all he remembered was being called Thundertusk.

"Your name is mine now. Once we're done, I'll have your new name for you, big boy. Strip off your clothes, and then lay down," Gimpgator said. For a moment Thundertusk attempted to avoid doing so but his hands followed the instructions and he soon slid off his singlet, and his jockstrap soon followed as Gimpgator did likewise. Soon he laid down on the table nude as the gator climbed on top of him, his hard cock rubbing against the rhino's chest as he attempted to resist. "Mmm... such a nice toned body... of course you've been building it up your whole life for men. You've always dreamed of being fucked by muscled men, their bodies rubbing up against yours... your cock plunging in their asses... and theirs in yours..." Gimpgator purred.

Thundertusk started to deny it when he felt his stomach lurch, any of his memories of girlfriends vanishing as he started visualizing men in their lycra singlets. Their tight bulges... their muscled frames pushing up against his own... damn that was hot. "You... stop this... I... never interested... in men..." The rhino's words were broken up though as he stared right into Gimpgator's eyes, his thoughts at the alligator's whim as he heard a squeak, the room was hot enough that both of them were starting to sweat, the alligator's cock squeaking up against the wet and toned body of the rhino. Thundertusk shuddered as he let out a small pant, his cock hardening between the alligator's thighs even as he tried to think of something to kill his arousal, but it wasn't working as he realized that the scent of the boar from earlier still lingered... and his mind was starting to get turned on by that. "Mmm... you smell that too, don't you? Nice musky man... what else is hotter than a smelly... sweaty... man?" Gimpgator asked.

The rhino started to pant as he couldn't find any answer to the alligator's answer, his own body musk and the alligator's were joining the boar's scent and he couldn't help but whine in pleasure as the alligator leaned his ass down on top of the rhino's cock, teasing the tip. "I... I can't think of anything... it's... so hot..." Thundertusk moaned.

"Too bad you can't cum yet. Only members of the Lewd Wrestlers can do that, and you refuse to join up. If you did then I could cum all over your face, letting you taste my nice... musky... cum," the alligator teased.

For a moment Thundertusk was about ready to shout that he was joining before biting his inner cheek. "You can't... trick me. I'll just cum... and then I don't have to join your damn club," he groaned. Gimpgator just smirked at this and then moved a little bit to allow himself access to Thundertusk's cock... and then started to jerk the rhino off. It was ecstasy, Thundertusk moaned and whined as he kept expecting the orgasm to cum, but his body wouldn't do it, every time he came close it went away. "F... fuck... what did you do to me?" he hissed.

"I told you, only members of the Lewd Wrestlers can cum. You aren't a member... so no cumming," Gimpgator chuckled. He drew close to Thundertusk's face, the rhino having an odd desire to kiss the alligator before shaking away the thought. "Just become a member... then I can give you your new name... and you can fuck my ass... and I can cum in your mouth. Then you'll get everything you want, and I get everything I want," Gimpgator teased.

Thundertusk was going to deny the alligator, he was going to say no, he would never accept. "Yes, I'll join the Lewd Wrestlers," he whispered. Gimpgator grinned wide as Thundertusk realized what he said, but there was no stopping it as Gimpgator pushed his ass down on Thundertusk's cock, the rhino groaning as he felt the tight ass of the gator pushing down on his penis. "F... fuck... oh god... no... yes..." he whimpered.

New thoughts started to grow in his head, thoughts of being like the rest, wearing lewd clothing, fucking other men, having sex constantly with the other members. "Pl... please don't..." he whined. Gimpgator was enjoying himself though as he speared himself on the prick, and finally the rhino couldn't stop as he growled, humping into the other man as they continued to hump and grind, the air growing heavy with the scent of their musk before there was an explosion of cum, Gimpgator's ass getting pumped full of the rhino's juices and the new Lewd Wrestler swallowing the alligator's cum like a dehydrated animal would drink water.

"Fuck... yes... now... your new name from today on... is Hornride," Gimpgator panted. The rhino's eyes widened as it felt like everything he'd lived up to now was gone, he remembered entering the club and vague memories of being gay when growing up, but now he knew who he was, and he was already picturing himself getting a few piercings and a tattoo or two. "Now let's get out there, you have to tell the rest," Gimpgator chuckled. He pulled himself off of the rhino's cock with a slurp as Hornride licked his chest a few times and stood up, disregarding the singlet completely. Gimpgator held out a new mask to the rhino, a cock up the back of the back of the mask and cum streaks over the sides where his muzzle would be. "What do you think?" Gimpmaster asked.

The rhino grinned as he fingered his cock. "Fucking perfect, now let's introduce the new me to everyone else!"

***

Standing in the ring the lion flexed his muscles a few times, trying to seem threatening as he couldn't help but feel nervous. He'd just been dragged here from a bar and now he was going to turn into a freak?! He had no intentions of ever letting that happen! "The challenger, Leomask, versus... Hornride!" The lion felt his jaw drop as a rhino stepped into the ring, his body was rediculously built, wearing nothing on his body but his mask as he licked his lips.

The rhino had a prince albert that twitching as the rhino stroked his enormous erect cock. Across the rhino's body were a plethora of tattoos as well, several of them having some form of sexual innuendo to do with them as he had a intertwined male symbol on one of his asscheeks, a cock and balls on his right pectoral, and several more that caused the lion to shiver. "Mmm... you're going to make a good fuck. I haven't gotten to challenge new meat for a while, ready to go down?" Hornride asked. The lion just shook his head as the announcer started the match and Leomask found a gigantic cock rushing right towards his face.