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A female hyena reviewed some statistics and reports, concerning the Fair's latest addition. She took her responsibilities of Technician to heart, especially considering that the place could throw her out or turn her in one of these drones at any moment, if her performances would get worse. She abandoned her old life, even her old name, when her friend took the place over, years ago.How many years has it been?, the hyena wondered, as she reviewed the latest report about BM-85.

The bunny with golden latex skin has spent the next days after his 'training' on more secondary duties. His time was split between greeting the visitors at the entrance of the Fair and cleaning duties. This short respite was also a way for the staff to check if the training had any effect.

The bunny acted in a satisfying manner, talking politely to the patrons, and trying to uphold his tasks, even though he only the bare minimum. It was understandable, considering that the golden employee had just been broken in.

Her phone rang. Considering that she had no access to the network of the outside world, there were only a few people who could try to contact her.

"Hello, Sylvia speaking," the hyena said after she took the call.

"Sylvia. It's me," a tired voice answered. Her friend, the Manager.

"Ouch... Did you get some sleep lately?" Sylvia asked, concerned.

"Not in a while, considering that the bunny's arrival obliged us to do some urgent 'cleaning', outside," the man answered.

"Isn't that the weasel's job?" the hyena questioned. This guy, who was here much, much longer than them, had the opportunity of seeing the outside, but that was not a reason to not do his job properly.

"The Scout did his job," the boss assured. "But I managed the thing personally. I don't want some curious person snooping around, and eventually throwing us out. I don't want to end like those we replaced."

"I guess," Sylvia shuddered, remembering what happened to them during and after the takeover.

"I finished the planning for tomorrow. BM-85 will be assigned to his first booth. Another job well done, Sylvia."

"You're welcome, Carl," the hyena replied in a heartwarming tone.

~ The next day ~

Ordered to do so by the voice in his head, Kyle arrived at a carnival stand named 'Leech Toss'. The slave which was tasked with managing the patrons, a black female rat, guided him to a trio of poles hammered in the grass, on the other side of the booth. Two other slaves were here. A lion, whose fur had been turned into a latex skin of his hair's former color, and a doberman trapped under his very dark brown latex skin. Both were in the same state of near-permanent erection than Kyle.

The 'manager' of the stall had each slave kneel in front of a pole. They were then strapped the pole with ropes, so that their erect penises were now proudly shown to the crowd. Their tied wrists were strapped to hooks at the top of the poles, so that they could not go anywhere near their crotch.

Once this was done, the managing slave installed the rest of the booth. She set up some panels. Kyle and the other slaves could read one:

Leech toss. $500 a throw! Choose your leech and aim right!

Rewards:

• White leech: one 'man-milk' bottle of the flavour of your choice, or one ticket for a food stand
• Red leech:one ticket for a free red ride
• Black leech: gold-plated ball-strecher and cock-ring combo

Then, she carried big buckets near the counter. The buckets were filled with leeches, of the three colors. From what he could see, the white ones were the largest, the red ones were medium-sized, and the black ones were ridiculously small.

"Uh... Hello" Kyle attempted. "Do you know what to expect from this?" he tried to ask.

"Hi. DM-79. Nice to see another bunny work with me today," the doberman greeted.

"LM-44. I've been here too long to even remember what life was like outside, and my former name even less..." the lion lamented.

The rodent and the canine greeted him a small "Hi..."

"First time here as well," the gold bunny admitted.

"Not my first time here," the lion said. "I think you already got the general idea from the rules, but if I had an advice for you, it would be to pray to not be the one being thrown a black leech."

"And if that fails...?" Kyle asked, worried.

"Prey that the leech doesn't reach its target," the lion answered.

A few minutes later, the slave began to call out to the visitors. "Try out the leech toss! Leech toss! $500 a throw, a reward if you reach the target. Three cute males for you to torment with your leeches. Watch them squirm and writhe as your leech sucks them dry! Leech toss!..."

Some visitors began to approach the stand. They looked at the three slaves, likely deciding who would be the target of their amusement. The first three throwers took position. Kyle found himself in front of a horse, who chose a red leech; the creature's 'lips' were very thick, almost human-like, and an empty sac hanged at the end of the leech. The other customers chose white leeches; they were bigger, but without sac or thick lips, and a pair of small tendrils hanged from the sides of their mouth.

The three patrons took aim, and threw their living dart at roughly the same time. The golden bunny's look was fixed on the crimson invertebrate as it flew towards his erect cock. Fortunately, it missed, splattering on the pole, between his legs. His doberman neighbour was also missed by his own leech, but the pair heard a sudden grunt from the lion.

They turned their heads to see the lion, squirming a closing his eyes as the white leech had engulfed his erect cock, and began to suck off the feline. "Aah... Ah fuck." he whined, while the lucky tosser received his prize. The two bunnies could hear the long suction noises from the leech from where they stood. A few moments later, the lion roared, and the sucking noise was replaced by a slow, audible gulping sound.

Seemingly satiated, the leech detached from the lion and fell to the ground. Kyle and Kiba did not have time to ask the lion what the leech did to him, as two more visitors prepared to throw red leeches at them.

Kyle closed his eyes. He felt something squishy hit his chest. He sighed: the patron missed him. Unfortunately, the next sound he heard was the moan of the dog. He thrashed too as the red invertebrate milked him even more fiercely than the lion. Instead of simply staying on its target, the leech used its muscles to move up and down Kiba's shaft, its thick lips making lewd noises as it sucked in the unfortunate slave's maleness. "Oh... Uunnf... The pressure... It's... Uaaah!" DM-79 howled, as he came hard. The empty sac of the red leech inflated suddenly from the influx of cum.

However, even though he had released a dose of semen, the leech did not stop. "Aaah... Uuuh... Let me... Rest... You damn... Unf..." he moaned, biting his lips from the relentless assault on his sensitive member.

"Damn, it seems to work him good," the patron who launched the leech remarked, as he cashed in his reward.

"The leech will not let go until its sac is full; in two or three milkings I'd say."

The latex skin prevented sweat to drop, but Kyle was still unnerved by the show. And he had yet to see what the black leech looked like, or what it would do.

Another visitor approached the stand. This one stirred the golden bunny's attention away from his neighbor's sexual torture. A rat, who was much younger than the previous ones; probably eighteen or nineteen. He was a literal 'punk rat', with his hair colored in fluorescent colors and his body was pierced in several places, like his ears, his nose, his navel, and even his scrotum.

A name popped out in his mind, in the same way than the deer from the other day. There were a lot of things unexplained, from the way he arrived in this god-forsaken place, to his new latex skin, to the fact that he had never seen any of these 'visitors', and yet instinctively knew their names. He would have to inquire about these funny phenomenons as soon as he would have the opportunity.

The rat was accompanied by a female wolf. Same age, ruffled fur, some piercings, but less pronounced that his comrade. The pair read the game rules.

"Leech toss. It's like, darts, right Joshua?" the lupine wondered out loud.

"I guess. White is the easiest and black the hardest," the rat observed "On these suckers too, I guess. Wanna make a try, Mia?"

"Better. Let's do a contest," she proposed. "The first one to land a black leech wins."

"Ah! Deal! Same bet as always? The loser services the winner?" Joshua chuckled.

"Yep. Can't wait to feel that tongue on my nethers," his canine friend joked. "Which one? The dob' seems occupied, so it will be either the lion or the gold bunny."

"The cat looks like he has already been used. Look at that faggot on the other side. His look just screams 'please torment me, sir!' Ha!" Joshua mocked the slave still untouched by a leech.

Kyle simply lowered his head. Shouting at the rat would only have him put in 'training' again, so he simply prayed for them to miss their target.

"Hey, give both of us the black ones," the rat ordered hin kin, who managed the booth.

"Of course sir, here. Please be careful, they are slippery," the manager said, as he handled them the creatures.

There is no way it will be able to fit my penis, Kyle thought when he looked at the leeches. Compared to the others, who had volume, these were comically small and thing, except for a filled sac at the end. The ensemble looked unbalanced, and a hit improbable.

"I'll go first," Joshua said as he took aim. He launched after a few seconds. The leech flew in the air, and fell softly on the ground, half-a-meter or so from Kyle. "Aw, crap!" the rat pested.

"My turn," his canine friend said. She threw her projectile, with much more strength than Joshua. The leech bumped in the bunny's chest, and fell aside.

Kyle sighed, thinking it was over, but Joshua glared at him and, with a smirk, told the manager "Another round." New munitions were brought to the infernal duo, and Joshua was getting ready to make his second throw.

"Are you sure, man?" Mike asked.

"Yup. I think I got it. We threw them like darts, but it actually works like basketball," Joshua explained.

"What do you mean?" the wolf answered, confused.

"Shut up, watch, and learn, dog," his friend abruptly replied as he threw his black leech.

The invertebrate made an arc, and bumped on the gold bunny's tummy like the previous one. However, the rat had aimed the leech so that it would rebound and fall on Kyle's crotch.

"Oooh, like a basketball!" Mia said, in awe.

"Yup. Now this is going to be interesting," Joshua replied with excitement.

Just as these words left the rat's mouth, the two bullies and their victim witnessed the leech stretch around the latex-coated penis of the latter. A soft groan escaped Kyle's mouth squeezed around his maleness. It felt as if he had squeezed his cock in a pump one-size too small for him.

The inside of the creature was filled with small, wriggling cilia which moved in all directions on his dick. There was also some kind of protrusion at the end of the leech, which slightly slipped inside his urethra.

Kyle thrashed against his bond, as he felt the unseen teasing of the cillia on his shaft. "Mmmf... Aaah.... Oh God, it's full of... It's wriggling all over... Oh-oooh!" Under the amused look of Joshua and Mike, the bunny with the golden latex skin flexed his pelvis in the air as he reached his climax in a couple of minutes. He felt his cum depart into the leech's sac. Is he going to be milked several times, like Kiba?

"Now, that's anti-climactic," Mia even remarked.

"Mmm... I wouldn't say so," Joshua said. "What is that sac filled with after all?" he wondered out loud.

The incessant wiggling kept Kyle's cock hard, but just as the bunny expected another milking, the protrusion which rested at the entrance of his urethra dug inside the canal. Kyle howled loudly, under the startled look of Mia and the aroused gaze of Joshua. Something slipped deeper and deeper inside of his cock; it even produced a little bulge on the underside of his cock.

It was when the leech's 'tongue' reached the base of his urethral canal that Kyle felt a marble-sized bulge against the tip of his cock. He realized what it was: an egg! Which he fertilized minutes ago with his own cum.

Kyle felt the pressure against his penis' slit. He desperately wiggled his dick, but the thing was now anchored to his cock. "Aaah! Aaah fuck, take it off! Kkk-Nnooo!" He shouted, as he felt his urethra enlarge. The small egg passed the barrier and began to travel down. The bunny jerked back, offering the pair of spectators the sight of the bulge made by the egg slowly falling towards the rodent's ballsack.

"Holy sh..." Mia could only say.

"Oh, fuck, that makes me so hard," Joshua commented.

A second egg presented himself, then a third, and a fourth... Meanwhile, the movements of the cillia never ceased. Kyle thought he was about to go mad. He panted noisily. "Aaah fuck... I can feel them... Aaaaah..."

Kyle came again, but this time, his load was blocked and absorbed by the eggs which began to pile on against his balls. This was an intense, yet utterly ruined orgasm. "Oooh... Kkk... I can't... I can't cum... Aaah..." he sobbed under the continuous onslaught.

~Later ~

Twenty minutes and many spoiled orgasms later, the leech eventually slipped off Kyle's dick, its egg-sac empty, leaving him with a twitching cock and a ballsack bloated with a multitude of marble-sized spheres.

"Umm.. Sir, m'am, may I suggest you one of our lounges for such activities?" the manager of the booth said hesitantly.

"Shut... Mmmf... The fuck up," Joshua abruptly replied, his hands on the counter. "This made me so horny... And... Aaah... This bitch owned me a blowjob."

"Mmmf! Slurp! Gggmf..." Mia gagged. The wolf was sitting under the rat's legs, his back leaning against the booth's counter; his hand buried in her puffy slit while she was giving his friend head.

"Keep sucking, bitch!" Joshua reacted, humping his pelvis several times into the wolf's gullet. He could sense the onlookers watching the show. He could feel the embarrassment of some of them, and the arousal of the others. Maybe one or more of them will hit on them at the lounge afterwards; hopefully a big bull with a cock to match. He loved when he put himself on a show, when he fucked and was fucked in public, like this. The adrenaline and the excitement of exhibiting himself added to the perverse show he witnessed a moment ago. With a grunt, he pushed Mia's head as far as he could on his shaft and unloaded his balls straight in his friend's esophagus.