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It had been three months since Logan had begun his journey with gender-affirming care and the effects it was having on the lion was undeniable. His waist trimmed up while his hips flared out, small a-cup breasts formed on his chest and it all made his already girly appearance downright feminine. But it wasn’t just his body which was changing, but also his mental state was changing as he became more comfortable with himself. He found renewed confidence, his grades improved and his therapist was very impressed with his progress.

His best friend and roommate, Charla, who had encouraged him to take this step in the first place, was also equally impressed, especially with his growing social skills. So much so that she seemed to think he was ready to take another big step.

“You know… there is a party coming up and I would really like it if you came with me this time.” the zebra said.

“The frat party?” Logan asked, already knowing which party she was referring to.

“Yeah.” Charla responded. “It would be good for you to cut loose a little, have some fun with other people.” Logan shuffled in place nervously, feeling some trepidation at being surrounded by drunk, macho frat guys. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” he asked, ultimately he was willing to trust his friend's judgment.

Charla nodded. “Don’t worry, they are chill. Besides, if you feel uncomfortable, we will leave, no questions asked.” With that, the lion assented to her request. “Well, alright, I suppose I could try.” he said, while still nervous about the prospect there was a feeling of butterflies in his stomach, excitement. He had never attended a real party before.

The days went by and soon it was the weekend. The party had already started by the time the pair arrived. Charla took him around, introducing him to a few of her friends. Though it was hard to hear them over the music as the dining room of the frat house had been converted into a makeshift dance floor, with loud music and plenty of drinks.

Logan couldn’t help but admire Charla’s ability to walk around so confidently and talk to people completely effortlessly. He wondered if he would ever be able to match her in this one day, before he never would have considered the thought, but now he had made so much progress in such a short window… who knows?

Charla made sure to show him to the living room as well, where things were less crowded, most of the people here were just lounging around, socializing, some watching a movie on the TV, at least half of them were stoned. She told him it was somewhere he could go and hang out if he felt overwhelmed.

With the tour out of the way, she got a beer into each of their hands and reminded that if he had any kind of problem, to just come find her.

That wouldn’t be hard, even in crowds like this, Charla was pretty tall and easy to spot.

Logan meandered around, taking in the atmosphere as he sipped his drink. Charla had split off to strike up a conversation with someone. Despite being dressed in girly clothes, a pink skirt and matching crop top as well as pink and white striped thigh high socks, the male lion didn’t draw any undue attention and nobody seemed to mind his presence.

Before he knew it, the beer in his hand was empty, the lion wasn’t a heavy drinker so it didn’t take much for him to get a buzz. He was starting to relax, evolving from standing around awkwardly, to leaning against a wall with his second drink, looking a little more casual.

He was soon interrupted though, Charla returning and grabbing him by the arm.

“Come on, you gotta dance at least once.” she said, practically dragging him towards the dance floor.

Logan blushed, he had never danced in front of so many people before. “I-I don’t know if I can.” he said, half-heartedly.

“Well, I know you can! C’mon, all you have to do is move!” Charla said, having to yell to be heard over the music and crowd as they drew closer.

The lion knew if he pushed back again, she would drop the matter and let him be, she liked to push him, but would never push him too far. But, he relented, accompanying her. The two began to dance, at first Logan was just imitating her movements, they weren’t really dancing together though so soon they drifted and Logan found himself on his own in a sea of strangers. He watched others dance, a lot of them were dancing pretty provocatively and Logan couldn’t help but join in.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but he was only buzzed and the dancing would only serve to sober him up as his metabolism kicked into gear. He was just finding the more he let go of his inhibitions, the more he flaunted the body he had always wanted to have, the more fun he was having. Even when he noticed some people glancing his way, he liked it.

Logan’s dancing soon got more attention than just the occasional wandering eye. Someone came up behind him, placing their hands on the lion’s hips. It was still a frat party, so their dancing amounted mostly to bumping and grinding. Logan was loving the attention though, grinding his ass right back into the crotch of the unknown partner behind him. Male, if he had to take a guess and at least a full head taller than the lion.

More men approached him, with similar builds, the lion disappearing in between them. It was clear they were all acquainted as they drew in closer, pushing their bodies against him as they danced and surrounded him. In front of him there was an ox and a horse, broad shouldered and muscular. Behind him, as Logan twisted his head to look back, was a wildebeest, hands still on the feline’s hips.

Despite being a lion, Logan suddenly felt like prey. Like a pack of hunters they had singled him out and isolated him. He began to wonder about their intentions, were they just teasing him? Or was there something more they wanted from him?

“Haven’t seen you around before.” the ox began, having to lean in very close to the lion’s ear so Logan could hear him. “What brings a cute girl like you here?” “I-I’m not a girl.” Logan admitted, nervous about how these masculine and obviously horny men might take that revelation, especially the one who had been grinding on the lion for the past few minutes.

“My bad, what brings a cute boy like you here?” the ox corrected, nothing in his tone changing, nor in the expressions of the other men, each looking like they were mentally undressing the lion.

Logan is surprised by their indifference to his sex and couldn’t help but blush at still being called “cute”.

“J-just looking to have fun.” Logan eventually answered.

“How about having some fun with us?” the horse interjected.

Logan blushed, despite it being quite obvious what these men were after the question still left the lion flustered. The shy, introverted feline had spent much of his teenage years struggling with being comfortable in his own body as well as with his sexuality. Up to this point he had only really done some light groping… a kiss in the boys bathroom between two young men still discovering their sexuality that never really blossomed into anything else.

Now, Logan had to ask himself. Was he really comfortable losing his virginity to these men? As he pondered that, thoughts of these strapping men passing him around, using him like a toy, flashed through his mind. Was being that much of a slut really what he aspired to be?

Realizing the answer to both of those questions was yes, he met the horse’s hazel eyes for the first time, nodding. “I’d love to.” The horse smiled wide with a big toothy grin. Logan was quickly whisked away, escorted off the dance floor and away from the party. As they reached a set of stairs, Logan suddenly felt strong hands around his waist, the ox picking the lion up and slinging him over his shoulder, carrying Logan up the stairs like a prize.

They pushed their way into an unoccupied bedroom where Logan was set back down on his paws. Immediately there were three sets of hands all over him, groping and squeezing his body, as well as stripping away his clothes.

Powerful hands pushed the lion down onto his knees. The sounds of zippers and buckles being undone preceded three sets of pants hitting the floor at almost the same time. Surrounding Logan were the impressively large, flaccid dicks of the three men.

Logan felt overwhelmed, not just by how fast these men were moving things along, but by choice. All of their members were the kind of thick, juicy cock you fantasize about on lonely nights. More than once Logan would watch porn and wonder what it would be like to be in exactly this kind of position. As his own cock twitched and hardened, he had to admit, it was even hotter than he ever imagined.

The men didn’t say anything, they just stared down at Logan with hungry, expectant looks, letting the lion take his time and bask in their combined musk.

Now it was in Logan’s court to take the initiative. Cautiously, he reached out with one hand, grabbing onto the wildebeest’s thick member. All of their cocks were pretty comparable, but his was noticeably the thickest, despite being just a little shorter than the others. The horse was easily the longest of the three and the ox was somewhere between the two of them.

Slowly, he began to stroke the bovine’s cock, feeling it gradually stiffen in his hand.

Watching a bead of pre-cum leak from the wildebeest’s member, Logan couldn’t help but to wonder how it would taste. Leaning in he pressed his muzzle to the head of the wildebeests cock like he was giving it a kiss.

Meanwhile, with his free hand, Logan reached back and grabbed onto the horse’s shaft. Stroking along his member in slow, long strokes, the lion was admiring just how much length the equine had and blushing as he realized it was only getting longer as the horse grew erect.

The lion took the tip of the wildebeest’s cock properly into his muzzle, bobbing his head with shallow movements. He was quickly rewarded with some drops of sweet tasting pre-cum for his efforts.

Logan then pulled away, turning back and getting a taste of the horse as well, taking the blunted tip of his shaft into his maw.

After bobbing his head a few times, he dared to take it a little deeper, running his tongue along the shaft as he worked the equine’s member. A few moments of this passed before he felt something warm and hard poking him in the cheek, the so-far neglected ox making his presence known by smearing pre-cum into Logan’s fur.

As the lion pulled back and looked towards the ox, a strand of saliva still connecting him to the horse, the ox looked back with a lustful grin.

“Open wide, slut.” the ox said, gripping his cock at the base.

With both his hands occupied, stroking the other two males, Logan opened his mouth and allowed the ox to guide his cock inside. The lion began bobbing his head, taking the ox as deep as he could, gagging as the ox’s cock pushed against his throat.

“Mmm, that’s it, gag on my cock.” he said, his tone prideful of the fact that he was making the lion gag. Groaning in pleasure, he began to buck his hips, thrusting forward into Logan’s mouth.

“Look at him go, he wants that cum.” the wildebeest grunted out, enjoying the show the two were putting on, his cock twitching in Logan’s hand.

“Natural born cock sucker.” the horse added.

Logan blushed, a strange, gratifying feeling at their lewd comments complimenting his abilities, despite him being a first-timer.

“Then I better give him what he wants.” the ox groaned. He reached forward, grabbing Logan by the head, properly fucking the lion’s face now, panting, grunting and moaning above him as he did. Finally, with a long, pleasured moan, he pulled the lion to take him deep, his cock twitching and pulsing.

His orgasm erupted forth, filling Logan’s maw with ox-semen. The salty liquid was practically intoxicating with its musky scent and taste, the lion was forced to swallow as his mouth was filled to keep from making a mess.

When the Ox was finished, he pulled his softening cock from Logan’s maw, panting heavily.

Logan, meanwhile, fell to his hands as he caught his breath, eyes still watering from the battering his gag reflex just took.

The other two backed off of Logan as well, the wildebeest taking a seat at the edge of the bed, while the horse took a few steps away. They gave the lion ample time to recover. Slowly, Logan got back to his feet, looking at the pair of men, both still stroking their cocks in slow movements, unsatisfied, but not about to push the lion if he wasn’t good to keep going. However, Logan’s own cock twitched, he wanted more, he didn’t want to stop any time soon.

He approached the wildebeest, grabbing his cock by the base once again, before throwing a look back at the horse, wiggling his virgin ass at him. Logan didn’t know what came over him, but it felt good, it felt liberating.

The horse smiled wide, taking the hint immediately and approaching Logan from behind.

The lion turned his attention back to the male, and cock, in front of him. Taking the wildebeest’s girthy member into his maw, eagerly working the tip with his tongue. As he did, he felt a pair of hands grabbing his ass, spreading the cheeks apart to expose his tailhole.

Logan took the wildebeest as deep as he could, listening to the male groan in pleasure above him. Meanwhile, one of the hands let go of his ass and shortly after he felt a pair of spit-covered fingers prodding at his tight hole, working their way inside. The horse was using his digits to test and stretch the girly lion’s rear entrance, getting him ready for what would come next.

Logan moaned softly, his sounds of pleasure reverberating around the thick member currently inside his mouth. The wildebeest’s cock throbbed and twitched in response, leaking more pre-cum. Logan began to bob his head, sliding up and down the thick shaft.

Eventually, the horse withdrew his fingers. One hand gripped the lion’s waist tightly and then Logan felt the unmistakable tip of the horse’s cock, the equine pressing his dick right up against Logan’s virgin tailhole, smearing pre into it for further lubrication.

Logan, moaning as he did, pushed his hips backwards, forcing the horse’s member inside.

The horse groaned out as his cock entered the tight confines of Logan’s ass, thrusting his hips forward reflexively, burying himself a little deeper.

Logan moaned as he was partially impaled upon thick horse meat. Pain and pleasure intermixed and Logan wondered if he would physically be able to take any more of this male’s massive cock. But the horse didn’t push any further inside yet. Gripping the lion’s hips with both hands now, he began rocking his hips as he worked his cock in and out of Logan’s asshole, allowing Logan to gradually become accustomed to it.

When Logan’s moans began to greatly outweigh his soft little whimpers, the horse spoke up.

“Ready for more?” he huffed out.

“Mhmm.” Logan groaned, his mouth still full of cock as he did his best to keep pleasuring the wildebeest, even with the distraction caused by the horse.

The equine bucked his hips and pushed forward, burying himself deeper inside of the lion. Inch after inch of cock disappeared within Logan. Every time the girly lion thought he was at his limit, more was pushed inside, until finally Logan felt the horse’s hips against his ass.

He had, somehow, taken the whole thing…

The horse paused for a few moments, not for Logan’s sake, but rather his own.

“Oh my god… he’s so fucking tight.” the equine grunted out. “The way his ass is squeezing my cock, it’s like he was built to take dick, it feels amazing.” Logan blushed, happy he could make someone feel so good. He pulled back from the Wildebeest, taking the cock from his mouth and instead kissing and licking it along its side, from balls to tip, pampering the girthy member.

The horse began rocking his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of that tight hole. He wasn’t taking things slow anymore, the pleasure was too great and the horse’s instincts were taking over.

Suddenly, he grabbed Logan by what little remained of his cut-short mane, pulling the lion back. The wildebeest didn’t seem to mind, enjoying the lewd show.

With a whinny from the horse, he began to rut Logan like the lion was a mare in heat. The thrusts were powerful and rapid.

Logan wanted to tell the horse to slow down, but it felt too good to stop and the lion couldn’t even form words. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his tongue lolled out. Logan’s cock, which to this point hadn’t even been touched, not by these men nor himself, twitched. He came, splattering his seed on the floor beneath him.

The horse kept pounding into him with such force that Logan was certain to continue feeling it for days to come. Then, with a final powerful thrust, he buried every inch of his cock inside of Logan, his member throbbing and pulsing as a warmth filled the lion. As Logan was filled with cum.

Logan was dazed, breathing heavily, legs wobbly beneath him. As the horse pulled out of him he suddenly felt so very empty. If the horse had simply let go of him right now, he would have collapsed onto the floor. But he didn’t.

Instead, the horse gave Logan a shove forward and the lion fell into the wildebeest’s hands. He spun Logan around to face away from him and grabbed the feline by the hips. Logan looked at the horse who bore a satisfied expression on his face, and to the ox, who was stroking a slowly hardening member, both giving Logan their rapt attention. The wildebeest hoisted the lion up and it was only then that the dazed feline realized what he was doing.

Logan was slammed down onto the wildebeest’s cock, the lion letting out a cross between a scream and moan of pleasure. Unlike the horse, he wasn’t taking things slow at first, not after what he just witnessed. No, the time for warming up was over, the girly lion had proved to be both willing and capable of taking them. So, they no longer had a reason to go easy on him or feel things out, now Logan was just their toy, their entertainment for the night.

With Logan impaled balls deep upon his cock, the wildebeest laid back on the bed, letting go of the lion’s hips and instead grabbing him by the wrists. From this position he began to rapidly thrust upwards, while using his grip on Logan’s wrists to keep the lion pulled down.

The wildebeests girth made for an even tighter fit than the horse had been, Logan was already a gibbering mess once again as the thrusts turned rapid and frantic, the room echoing with the slapping sound of his ass meeting the wildebeest’s hips. At this pace and already warmed up from the blowjob, it didn’t take long for the wildebeest to reach his peak. With a loud grunt, he filled Logan’s ass with yet more cum.

Just when the feline thought he might be done, having brought all three men to orgasm, he was pushed off of the wildebeest and laid on his back. The ox crawled on top of him, hard and ready to go again. He grabbed the lion by the ankles, lifting his legs straight up.

Logan, exhausted, could have asked to stop right here. But instead he reached between his legs and helped guide the ox’s member towards its goal.

The ox thrust deep inside, not wasting any time as he began savagely pounding Logan’s back door, using the lion as the other two had. But unlike his earlier showing, he had already cum once and this time he had stamina to spare, lasting a good deal longer.

Logan, meanwhile, was wracked with pleasure once again, experiencing another hands-free orgasm. He painted his own chest with his cum, much to the ox’s amusement.

Logan didn’t have long to spend watching the ox’s pleasured expressions though, as the horse impatiently joined them on the bed. He grabbed the lion by the mane once again, pulling Logan’s head towards his hardening member, pushing his cock into his maw and using Logan’s face like it was just another hole.

The rest of Logan’s waking night went like this, when one man was finished, another took his place, until all three men were so thoroughly spent that they simply couldn’t keep using their new favorite cock-sleeve.

…

When he returned home in the morning Charla was on the couch, seemingly waiting for him.

“There you are, I didn’t see you nearly the whole night, did something happen?” She asked.

There was something in her tone, whether she had seen Logan swept off the dance floor or figured it out later in the night when she would have been checking to make sure her friend was okay, but she likely knew already, at least somewhat, where Logan had gone.

“Just uh, made some new friends.” Logan said, blushing and smiling coyly.

Charla nodded and smiled at him. “That’s great. Did you have a good time?” she asked, sounding genuinely happy for the lion.

Logan nodded back at her. “Yeah… I did.”

“That’s great, I thought it would be a good experience for you, maybe you’ll come with me next time there is a party?” she asked.

Logan nodded. “I think I’d like that.” he admitted. “But right now… I think I need to lay down.”

Charla chuckled as Logan turned and stepped into his room, collapsing down onto his bed. The lion’s body was sore, but he smiled to himself, looking forward to when he might do something like that again.