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Rat Bait

In one corner of the vividly lit stark white canvas of the FWL arena stood the towering lumbermoose Jack Lumber. His otherwise handsome features were presently crunched into a scowl as he peered across the ultra-wide ring at the significantly slimmer dark-furred rat that was to be his opponent for the night. The hefty bulge in his trademark lime-green wrestling trunks rumbled in semi-erotic sympathy as he recalled the events that lead to where they were now.

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The day had started like any other. Stepping out of his oversized condo Jack headed out towards the open market he liked to frequent. Ignoring the stares directed at his heavily sculpted physique he turned the corner into the alley adjacent to his. A sharp something brushing the underside of his panted bulge made the big moose quiver with need.

"Well well," said a voice from behind, "It's certainly been a while hasn't it?" a voice called out from behind him, "How's life been treating you Jack?"

The aforementioned moose's eyes closed in abject frustration. This was not to be his day.

"What are you doing here," Jack responded not bothering to open his eyes. Not that he had to. He knew who that voice belonged to.

"Why I'm here for you of course," was the surprisingly jovial response. Footsteps trailed a path around Jack's side and stopped just in front of him. Daring to open his eyes Jack saw a large grey-furred rat in tattered tank-top and knee-high jeans returning his gaze.

The grin on the rodent's face grew even wider after seeing that he'd Jack's attention. "I'd heard that you'd moved here after that disastrous affair," and his eyes roamed the entirety of Jack's body as he went on, settling on the moose's protruding manpouch, "with your old company and I wanted to see how you were doing."

Jack followed the rat's gaze and growled. "I've been just fine thanks. Although I don't know what you're really here for I doubt that it has anything to do with me. Now take that mutant tail of yours and get lost."

Alphonse made a show of clutching his tail. "That hurt," he half-whined, "I remember when you used to like my mutant tail. Has our time apart really soured you on all the good times we used to have together?"

Jack didn't rise to that. "Well I don't have another company for you to steal if that's what you're after."

Alphonse's expression of faux-pain faded as he let out a chuckle. "You shouldn't be so upset about that. It all happened so long ago. And from what I hear you've been rather busy."

Jack's brow furrowed at that last bit. "Busy?"

"But that's alright," Alphonse continued seemingly ignoring the subtle inquiry in Jack's voice as; "I've got plans of my own. And it isn't like we won't be seeing one another again."

With that last cryptic response Alphonse left. But not before tossing a "see you later cowboy" over his shoulder as he turned left towards the street.

Jack watched the rat leave with no small amount of trepidation. What did the rat mean by that? Ultimately he decided to drop it for now. Whatever he wanted Jack figured he knew that the rat would only show his hand after he was sure that he'd win.

Jack chuckled to himself as he made off for the marketplace.

Some things never change...

****

A million questions ran though Jack's mind as he stared across the ring his former partner. This was not how he expected his night to end.

Although to be fair there were less pleasurable ways to end one's evening than beating your ex in front of a crowd.

Jack found himself looking over the rat's body. It was apparent Alphonse hadn't stopped working out since he'd last seen him. The impressive physique that the rat boasted was just as impressive (and mouthwatering hot were he to be honest) as he remembered it was.

Another thing that Jack noticed was the rat's outfit. The make and pattern of the belt and boots Alphonse sported matched his own. The gold watch was a bit much but he found that it went rather well with his violet necktie and old-school fedora. He turned his big head and bit back an even bigger gulp as he tried to ignore how turned on he was by the violet trunks the rodent was wearing.

Alphonse couldn't wait for the match to start. It had been too long since he'd seen his favorite moosey. As far as he was concerned this reunion was long overdue and it was high time that he showed the big boy just what he was missing out on.

A heavily-furred collie wearing the black-and-white stripped bowtie and matching speedo whose stepped into the ring and stopped in its center. With a glance on either side he called both wrestlers to the center where he laid out the rules for the match. He was only marginally surprised when the rat snuck in a surprise groping when called to shake hands. It was that sort of match. Such a thing was to be expected. As was the low growl Jack let out even though it was much softer than he'd expected it to be.

He threw that question into the back of his mind as he sent the two back into their respective corners. With a glance at them both he called out in his deep rumbling voice if they were ready. And after getting the affirmative from them both he started the match, stepping back and letting the two titans duke it out in the middle of the ring.

Alphonse was the first to move. He darted across the ring at Jack. Then about midway he crouched into a slide and slid beneath Jack's legs. Then just as he was going though Alphonse took his fist and smashed it right into Jack's taint.

The moan that came out of Jack's mouth as he slid down to his knees covered the entire arena.

Alphonse completed his secular slide and had jumped onto his feet just as the moose's knees hit the canvas. Taking his tail he wrapped it around both the moose's waist and with a herculean roar picked the moose up and sent the moose flying head over heels into the corner.

Jack hit the corner with a loud and definitive oomph. He moaned piteously into the bottom of the turnpost as his thick moose legs throbbed helplessly from their position on the ropes.

"I can't believe that you've forgotten about my tail," Alphonse sneered, as he removed his tail from the moose's waist, "It's my best feature. And if I'm not mistaken it's the one you're most familiar with."

Alphonse's tail shrank itself as he steadily made his way across the ring to the upturned moose. He stopped just at the moose's upturned head and slowly directed his gaze up his magnificent backside and up to his ginormous bulge.

"Hey," he said down to the upended moose," I just had an idea." Reaching forward he rubbed the underside of Jack's maple pouch. "Let's make this a 4-corners match. I'll make you cum in every corner of the ring. I know that you have a lot more packed in here," and he squeezed the moose's pouch and grinned at the moaning it induced, "But I think we both know that I have ways of making you sweat."

Stepping up to the moose's upturned shoulder Alphonse leaned into his backside. He dropped his head down and gradually slid it forward so that it was touching the back of Jack's swollen ballsac. And while he was doing this he had pulled the moose's cock out of his trunks and had pointed the enlarged organ out over the ring. Then he started his work. He slowly and steadily started to slide his hands along the moose's length. While this was going on he started to nuzzle the back of his balls with the same slow deliberateness.

Jack moaned into the canvas as felt his lowerbody quivered on the top ropes. The rat's gentle caresses made his fat cock swell with blood and need. His meaty fists pounded the mat as his big moose balls swelled and throbbed against the licentious rat's teasing muzzle. The sounds of Jack's thick hips drummed warningly against the turnbuckle soon drowned out his own moaning and he was about to blow. Jack only had enough time to cry out a strangled roar of submission before his subjugated moose dick unleashed its load.

The moose's orgasm was protracted by the rat's gentle handwork. Alphonse chuckled into the moose's quivering nutsac as he pumped him from behind. The fans in the first few rows by the ring's corner were showered with several thick loads of Jack's frothy moose jizz.

Soon after the bells rang and with his hands still holding Jack's spasming cock Alphonse pulled the jizzing moose away with him as he stepped back and released him once he was done. A strangled grunt came out of Jack's muzzle when his back hit the canvas.

Trust Alphonse to not be gentle.

"It's nice to see that you're still just as packed as you always were," Alphonse quipped, as he stepped around Jack's upturned head and kneeled just beside his right horn, "And just as easy."

The ref came to pull Alphonse away just as Jack stirred. Blinking heavily the spunked-out lumbermoose slowly brought himself up to his feet. He panted heavily as he leaned in the corner with his back to the ref and the rat.

"Anytime you're ready big guy."

Pushing himself out of the corner Jack took a moment to tuck his quickly-softening cock back into his trunks before turning to glare across the ring at Alphonse.

Alphonse returned the moose's glare with a nonchalance glance and a condescending smirk. And Turning around he hupped his ass up in Jack's direction and gave it several hard smacks.

Nostrils blaring at the implicit if juvenile challenge Jack roared as he shot out of the corner at the teasing rodent. Lowering his head so that his horns were going first he closed the distance between them both.

Alphonse pushed himself out of the corner not long after Jack. Meeting the moose just as he'd crossed the center of the ring Alphonse jumped onto and then off of the charging Jack's head at the very last moment. Then just as he was going up he struck out with his tail and latched onto the back of Jack's belt. The rat's tail around his belt went taut not long after.

Both moose and rat snagged at the same time. Jack was seized at the same time Alphonse hit the apex. Alphonse then curled himself into a ball and threw himself at the surprised moose and sent him pummeling groin onto the canvas.

The way the impact smashed his already battered groin into the canvas made Jack yowl in pain. His hips bucked upwards Jack's hands flew downward to cover his battered sac. Hopping forward he clutched the bottom rope. Then he gingerly pulled himself up by the ropes and absently clutched his swollen junk as he leaned in the corner to catch his breath.

Alphonse slid into a roll off of the downed lumbermoose and jumped onto his feet while the other lay in the corner. Creeping up from behind the devious rodent wrapped his arms as far as he could around the moose's barrel of a waist and slowly nestled into Jack's fuzzy broadside.

"This brings back memories doesn't it?" He pushed himself deeper into Jack's backside. "It wasn't too long ago that we used to do this. What made you think that this time would be any different?"

The words enraged the towering lumbermoose. Enraged he pushed himself off the ropes and swung his arm towards the intrusive rat as he turned himself around.

Grinning wickedly to himself for getting Jack to do what he'd wanted Alphonse then pushed himself off of the big moose just as the latter pushed himself out the corner. Ducking down low he avoided the moose's wild swing. Then before the moose had completed his turn Alphonse threw his arm up and delivered a wicked uppercut to his jutting bulge.

Jack's vision went white as yet another yowl of pain ripped through him.

Alphonse pulled himself up to his feet just as Jack's hands flew to cover his crotch and stared down his opponent. Grinning to himself at the sight of Jack in such a state Alphonse reached his arms forward and clamped onto both the moose's jutting nipple with both of his middle fingers and thumbs.

Jack groaned from the sudden nipple twisting and the unwanted sensations it drew from his besieged body. it was all he could do to keep his hands on his heavily tenderized moose pouch.

Alphonse sported a savage grin as he gave Jack's dark brown nipples an aggressive twist. And then another when Jack didn't immediately moan. A third twisting made the moose's knees tremble. Upon seeing that Alphonse started to push on the heftier Jack and forced him back into the corner. He gave Jack several more nipple twists while applying pressure to force the moose to back further into the turnpost.

Jack continued to yowl as he was pushed up into the corner. He trembled as the sensations coalesced into a steadily-rising pressure within his chest and sighed in relief when the rat removed his hands from his chest. Suddenly free he leaned into the corner and sighed. His hands slid off of his screaming sac and fell onto their sides.

Alphonse wasted no time. Picking up both of the moose's arms he threw them over the top ropes. Then he braced his legs on either side of the moose and climbed the first two ropes. And while he was doing this he steadily lengthened and strengthened his tail. Once he was on the middle rope he leaned forward and pressed his bulge into Jack's face.

"You smell that," he said as he pressed his heated purple pouch into the panting moose's face, "that's what a man smell like. You remember what that smells like don't you?"

While he was doing this he slid his lengthened tail around Jack's arms and waist and snapped it tight so that he couldn't move. Then Alphonse turned around and slowly slid down Jack's chest. He came to a stop just above Jack's crotch. He unbuckled Jack's big belt and threw it over his shoulder.

"Belts are for winners," he snarked as he pulled off, "You'll have to beat me before you get this back."

Once that was done Alphonse reached down again and slid Jack's maple trunks down. The moose's big moose dick snapped out so fast that it hit him in the face.

"Whoa," Alphonse whistled, "Someone's eager for some action."

He slid down again until he straddled the moose's big dripping cock. He scooped up some of the dripping pre and tasted it.

"Mmmm," he roared. "Yummy!" Then he threw his hands down and started to rub his hands all over Jack's cock. "And I'll be that there's a lot more where that came from!"

Jack moaned and trembled in the corner as Alphonse again worked his bulbous moose-dick. He trembled in the corner as urges he'd long since denied flared up inside him. He'd always hated it when Alphonse did this. He always knew just which buttons to press to make him hot.

Seeing Jack's resistance starting to crumble Alphonse slid one of his hands away from Jack's giant dong and grabbed hold of one of Jack's swollen nuts and squeezed.

Jack's vision went white with pleasure. His muscular body bucked and spasmed against the ropes as he felt Alphonse's dexterous hands roaming all to familiarly over his balls. His every squeeze brought out a moan. His rubbing made his body quiver. And while this was going on his dong drooled heavily onto the canvas.

A familiar heat swelled between Jack's balls. He bucked and gasped and trembled and then threw his head back and yowled into the air as thick globs of liquid quit came bursting out of his mighty fuckstick.

Alphonse cried out another victory as he literally rode out Jack's orgasm. He watched as his jisming cock-seat bellowed his ex's thick and frothy loads all over the canvas in front of him. He continued to rub his sputtering cock-seat and watched with a smile as an especially thick load surged up between his legs and shot out of the moose's trembling dick.

The ref was quicker in breaking them apart this time. Being careful to avoid the resultant moose gunk that was all over the ring he pulled Alphonse off of Jack's cock just as it was winding down.

Jack let out a sigh of relief as he felt the rat's tail slide off of him. He panting heavily his muscular body slid down the turnpost with his ass hit the canvas with a heavy thud. He watched the ref pull the rat further away from him while he lay helpless against the turnpost. Breathing deeply he waited until the ref came for him to pull himself up. With the ref's help he returned to his feet. Putting his trunks back up his pulled himself up to his feet and nodded at the ref to let the match continue.

The ref nodded his head at him and gave the signal for the match to continue as he put some distance between both moose and rat.

Jack made the first move. He stepped out of his corner and moved around the edges of the ring just outside of the huge puddle of cum into the corner on the other side. Once he was on the other side Jack dropped into a crouch and braced his hand on the turnbuckle. All the while his eyes never left Alphonse.

The barely-winded Alphonse grinned at the panting moose from across the ring. Grin in place he walked through the pool of cum to the center of the ring in front of Jack and planted his feet. Then he kneeled and scooped some cum onto his fingers.

He made a show of licking it off of his fingers. "Delicious. It's just as tasty as it's always been."

Jack snorted but otherwise ignored the rat's obvious taunt. No matter what had happened before he intended to win this match.

When Jack didn't respond to his taunt Alphonse decided to close the distance between them. Slowly he made his way over to where Jack was crouched.

Seeing this Jack rose to his feet. He waited until the rat was on the edge of the puddle of spunk before he returned the favor and stepped out of the corner.

Once Alphonse was out of the puddle he broke off into a mad dash towards the rising behemoth. Then Alphonse jumped up into the air and threw himself at the hunky lumbermoose.

Thrusting his chest out Jack took the force of the rat's ill-fated bodyblow. Then before Alphonse could do so much as move the mighty moose snapped his thick arms around the rat's smaller appendages and pinned them to his body.

Jack grinned down at the captured rat as he quickly drew him into a bearhug. "Heh. You're not tough now are you," Jack growled as he started to squeeze the rat against his hairy chest.

the smaller Alphonse thrashed helplessly within the iron grip of the larger muscle moose. Alphonse squeaked in pain as the pressure started to build up within him.

All the while Alphonse was working on his tail. He carefully slid it down the front of Jack's trunks and down to his groin. Once there he gently and silently wrapped them around the base of Jack's cock and balls. Then he waited for Jack to do yet another of his fiercesome squeezes before he did a little squeezing of his own.

Jack's furry bod froze almost immediately.

Alphonse grinned up at the beleaguered Jack as he gave his fat moose cock another squeeze. He started to build a steady pressure of slowly squeezing down on the seat of Jack's impressive girth until the moose groaned and then just as slowly released said pressure. He continued this pattern for a short while until eventually he could feel Jack's mighty dong start to swell and expand within his maple trunks. And while this was happening Jack slowly released his hold on Alphonse. Eventually he was able to slip though the moose's arms. He made sure to keep his tail around Jack's bulge.

Jack groaned in unwanted heat as the pressure in his groin continued to mouth. Reaching down with his arms he tried to pry the tail off of his groin.

Alphonse could feel the enchantment around his tail starting to wane.

A pair of disturbingly familiar hand clamped themselves back onto his deep-brown mannips and started to squeeze.

"Walk," commanded the rat. "Don't pretend you don't like this. I know you do."

Using the grip his tail had on Jack's groin and the hands around his nips Alphonse forced the lumbermoose back into the corner. He continued to apply the pressure on both ends. Alphonse could feel the enchantment waxing and waning. Thinking quickly Alphonse leaned in and led Jack down to the canvas by his massive nipples.

Jack's booted heels bucked against the canvas as he seated himself against the turnpost. Panting heavily he watched though half-lid eyes as the dark-furred Alphonse slid down to his knees in front of him. He watched the rat bend over and rip a hole in the top of his maple trunks. His massively-enflamed dong flopped out almost immediately.

"Hello there you," said the rat as he oogled the oblong organ dangling in front of him. "It's been some time since we'd been face to face like this. And last I recall you still owe me a taste."

Jack bit back a moan as he felt the rat suckle on the trembling crown of his fat dong and slide his tongue down his enflamed slit. His breathing started to come and go in big moaning gulps. All the while the tail around the base of his cock continued squeezing and the fingers around his nips continued to twist. Eventually the slow and steady erotic overload began to get to him. His breathing started to hitch and he body started to buck against the turnbuckle.

Seeing this Alphonse loosened his tail from around the base of the moose's fat cock and gave his thick brown nipples a wicked twist. Several moments later he felt the moose's balls swell against his own bulge and heard him moan. Jack's third emission came gushing out of his entrapped cock almost immediately afterwards.

The initial shot cumsplosion threw Alphonse's head back. Quickly collecting himself Alphonse looked on in awe at the sight of Jack's mighty geyser going off. Rivers of thick cum shot forth from the moose's bloated beatstick. thick and frothy moose jizz got all over both wrestlers and covered the corner of the ring they were on. Alphonse gave the moose's dick a few more squeezes with his tail to encourage another hefty payload.

The ref descended upon the rat just as Jack was in the process of delivering the goods. He pulled Alphonse off of him and pulled him out of the corner. Then he returned to the jisming Jack. He waited until Jack had finished shooting and then several more before checking to see if he could still continue the match.

It was several moments before Jack was collected enough to give the signal. Upon seeing it the ref pulled Jack onto his feet and braced him into the corner. Jack stared across the ring at Alphonse who returned his gaze with that snippy grin of his.

He waited for the ref to give the go-ahead and once he'd gotten it darted across the ring at the rat. And having forgotten about the huge puddle of cum which he'd enlarged with his recent emission he'd started to slip on the amalgamated puddles of jizz.

Alphonse watched as Jack slipped about within the puddles and made a sympathetic sound in his throat when the moose slipped and fell onto his back.

With a grin at the moose's lack of coordination Alphonse walked up to the tumbled titan and grabbed his legs. Then he slid him across the ring to the one corner he hadn't cum in. After this he stepped out of the ring and pulled the downed Jack closer so that both of his legs were sticking out of the ring on either side of the turnpost. Then Alphonse grabbed hold of one of his legs while wrapping his tail around the other. Then he reared back and with a mighty grunt slammed Jack's battered and tattered ballsac into the corner.

The resultant yowl that came out of Jack was surprisingly brief. He'd snapped his head up to roar one time before dropping it again.

Alphonse did another bulge-bashing tug with Jack's legs and grinned as it drew out an even louder roar from the blighted muscle-moose. Alphonse slammed Jack's big bulge into the turnpost one more time before he stopped and slid back into the ring. Once back inside he walked over to Jack and dropped his ass onto the top of Jack's chest so that his bulge was resting just in front of the moose's face. Then he slid his tail down Jack's trunks and pulled out his battered dong. He wrapped his tail around it and slowly began to jerk it. Alphonse ignored Jack's moans as he brought his cock to full hardness. Once he'd done that he snaked the tip of his tail into Jack's enflamed organ and started to bob it in and out.

Jack's head shot up with a roar and he got a faceful and noseful of Alphonse's sweaty purple bulge. The distressingly familiar tail action he was getting had him moaning into Alphonse's rodent pouch.

"Don't act like you didn't enjoy that," Alphonse mocked as he rubbed his fat bulge into the moose's head. He'd grabbed Jack by the back of his head and pressed him up against his pouch. "I recall it taking a lot less than all of this to make you blow your top."

Removing the tip of his tail from out of Jack's cock he instead slid it down the moose's trunks. He worked his tail down Jack's brown furred taint and to the tip of his puckerhole. Once there he pushed his tail past Jack's tight fundament right into his ass.

The sudden intrusion made Jack yowl into Alphonse's tight purple pouch. His gasps slowly became silent and hollow and his cock rumbled warningly against the turnpost.

"Now where was it," Alphonse asked of himself as he snaked his tail through the moose's winding sphincter. "Ah yes," he cooed as he found the moose's tight love button. "Right here."

Jack's eyes flew open even as a flood of purple and white flooded his vision. His cock sent similarly still before shooting a huge load all over the canvas. Jack's glossy-eyed face made no sound as his cock went off and was otherwise breathing quite heavily against the rat's violet trunks.

The torrent of moose jizz that shot out of his upturned cock rained down all over the corner. It covered the floor outside of the ring in a layer of thick and frothy moose spunk. Some of it even got into the few seats nearest the corner.

Alphonse held his tail against the moose's love spot for a good bit before letting up. The moose's fourth and final shot of liquid quit didn't immediately stop when the ref came over and pulled the rat off of him. It continued for a few moments after Alphonse had been pulled away and only started to die down when the rat had himself onto his feet.

Jack's eyes were completely white and his breathes came in silent dry heaves. The ref took one look at him and shook his head. He knew when someone was finished and that moose looked more finished than anyone he'd seen in a good while. Walking back to Alphonse he took the rat's right hand and raised it to the crowd.

The crowd went nuts as Alphonse shouted his victory to the crowd. The victorious rodent roared as he proclaimed his victory. Once he was finished Alphonse turned to step out of the ring. He stopped just over the beaten Jack and kneeled down beside him.

"And that," he quipped, "Is what you're missing out on. But you already know that don't you? If you want a rematch sometime," and he leaned in and gave Jack's lopsided muzzle a quick kiss, "You know where to find me."

And with that he threw Jack's belt onto his shoulder and exited the ring. He smiled as he headed down the runway. He could have thought of worse ways to spend the night than beating his ex in front of a crowd.