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Turning myself out 3

The two young wolves suspended the lion jocks naked body between them, Chases head hanging down limply over his furry chest. His dark shaggy mane almost obscuring his muzzle, only the tip of his pink nose and fuzzy mouth sticking out. What could be seen was covered in a slimy white mess of cum, it dripped down off the lip's of his gaping mouth along with the lions saliva. The bombed feline moaned soft and weakly, as the wolves carried him from Darnell's van into the wolfs remote barn. The felines foot paws dragging along the gravel path, while cum leaked from his well fucked tail hole. Snaking down his tail, inner thigh's and over his furry ball sack... it's plain the lion had seen a great deal of fucking in a short amount of time. The wolves carried him into a stall, and then let go of the lion's body... which collapsed like a rag doll onto a pile of hay.

"Nooo no no nonoo." Chase moaned weakly into the hay bale he was laying over, even as drugged as he was the feline was still trying to resist. His arms and legs twitching nervously as he tried to move, but his golden body was far to intoxicated. Darnell smirked, as he looked down at the subjugated feline who was moaning and struggling impotently.

"Shut the fuck up you pussy bitch... You belong to us now." The big wolf snarled as he took the branding iron down off the wall, he was enjoying breaking the feline. The lion was proving to me much more fun than the horse had been, the gelding had been a submissive slut at heart. The feline jock was an Alpha want to be... he hoped to be one but would never be now certainly. Already the jocks over heated testicles were burning up, he'd never sire any cubs with those Jello like orbs. Moving over, the big older wolf heated up the branding iron on a old electric hot plate that was on the nearby bench. As he watched the big jock feline struggling to move, Jake had dosed the lion to the point of near unconsciousness.

"Imma nota bitch..." Chase protested weakly, as his body flopped back down on to the hay.... even as Ray buckled the restraints onto the felines ankles and wrists. With Cameron those restraints had been pointless, but the lion had already tried to crawl out of the van. While they were moving no less, the feline was going to take some real breaking not just a little fucking like the slut grass-eater.

"You can stop whining pussy, nobody cares to hear you sissy denials anymore." The big older wolf snarled, as he watched the branding iron slowly heat up. "You've exposed yourself for what you really are, a cock hungry, cum dump. Just a hole made to take the cocks of real Alpha males..." Darnell snickered contemptuously, knowing this would feed into the lion's own self conscious uncertainties. "You think no one has noticed you checking out the other guys in the locker room, sneaking glances at their schlongs, when you thought they weren't looking. Your dick boning up when you're surrounded by your teammates in the showers. We are just giving you, what you have been dreaming about since your useless balls dropped." The sleek older wolf lifted the brand, as it glowed a dull red in the dim light of a single overhead bulb.

"Nooo No nonono..." Chase whimpered clawing at the hat bail weakly, struggling to crawl away from the grinning wolf as he towers over the moaning feline. Chase more afraid of the wolfs words, than the red hot branding iron in the sneering lupines paws.

"You are laying there claiming to be straight, complaining that you don't want to be fucked by us." Darnell chortled mockingly at that statement, as he strolled over to the bound lion. "The act is not very convincing, not with cum shining all over your muzzle and running down your taint. Your dick hasn't hardened since Jake popped your cherry and you keep raising up your ass to meet our penetrations. Pushing my thick cock deeper into your new Boi-cunt, every time it gets anywhere near that hot hole of yours. However... what really gives it away are the little moans of pleasure that escape your lips... every time my cock's fat knot rubs against your prostate gland. Your new cunt has a fuck button, that brings you pleasure every time a real males rut stick bumps it." Darnell observed, making the slowly sobering lion sob louder in shock and humiliation because he knew there was a certain amount of truth in those words. The taste of cum was thick in Chases mouth, the scent of it even stronger than the taste.

'HHHIIISSSS!' The air was suddenly filled with the stench of burning fur and scorching flesh, both predators finding it mouth watering. "IEIEIEEEE!" Chase roared in agony, as the hot metal burnt into the muscle of his left butt cheek sending a surge of adrenaline running through him. Allowing the lion to climb over the hay bale and up against the wooden wall of the stall he was inside of. "Owwww Fuck... Owwww damn you." Chase cursed weakly as the adrenaline quickly burnt it's self out, leaving the feline even more weak and wasted than before. And Chases big golden body crumpled into a heap, laying there in the dust as Darnell hung the branding iron back up.

"Stop fighting us... we're just giving your Boi-cunt what it needs... what you need pussy kitty." The big older wolf explained as he took down the first aid kit, moving over to kneel down beside the crumpled feline. "This can be a fun experience, or this can be a really bad experience... but either way you're going to end up the same way." Taking out a tube of burn salve, the big wolf squeezed out a glob spreading it over the fresh brand mark. Making the feline breath a little sigh of relief, as the pain began to go away slightly. The wound was still throbbing, but it felt much better now. Chase suddenly feeling grateful to the big wolf, as he watching the lupine carefully placing a bandage over the burn.

"Please... please..." Chase begged in a soft whimper, which made the older wolf grin in dark delight. Things were slowly progressing, yet Darnell knew there was still a lot of fight in the feline.

"If you would just admit what you are... everyone would be so much happier." Darnell snickered leaning in close to kiss the lion jock's mouth, tasting the bitter lupine cum in it. And then quickly caught the lions big paw, as the feline tried to claw him. Luckily the drugs still coursing through the felines body, had made his movements slow and awkward. His limbs weak and quivering as the big wolf held the lion jock down, as Chase yowled and struggled weakly.

"Get off me..." Chase snarled as aggressively as he could manage, even as Darnell teasingly kissed that wide feline nose. "Yet me go... I don't wanta... don't wanta be a... a faggot."

"Heheh... I'll be getting off inside of you again soon slut." The big wolf chuckled darkly, twisting the felines arm around behind his back. "As for you not wanting to be a fag... that's just too bad... because that what you were born as." Bending the lion jock over the hay bale again, the big wolf fondled the lion's soft round butt teasingly. "Once you accept your new role as pussy fuck toy, we can all get on with our lives." Darnell growled, as he slowly stroked a single finger over the felines red abused anus playfully. That silky flesh even hot that it normally would be, after the rough use Jake and the wolves had put it through. Even as Chase yowled and struggled weakly against the wolfs restraining paws, while that finger pushed up inside of him. His abused orifice responding eagerly to that invasion, even if the jock pretended he wasn't happy about it. "You will be bent over just like this... taking cock after cock from now on... like the happy little cock sleeve that you were destined to become. You will serve your purpose, by allowing every male to empty their balls into you whenever they get horny enough to pay the price. Everybody gets what they need... it's a win-win situation little puss puss." Darnell taunted as Chase inhaled sharply, as the wolf's finger pad rubbed over his male pleasure gland.

"FFU... Fu... ffuck you..." Chase spat even as his big strong body quivered in pleasure, as Darnell's finger pad rubbed in tiny circles on his prostate gland. Soon the felines body began to hump back on that invading finger, making the big lupine snicker contemptuously as he watched it. Knowing that it was the powerful dosage of tail raiser, that Cameron had tricked the lion into dosing himself with making him so passively aroused. The drug had only gotten so powerful in recent years, the third generation of the street drug in fact. The first generation had hardly work at all... the second gen had to be injected with a needle but was far more powerful. Now though this third gen could be mixed into capsules, along with other drugs to any strength of dosage the creator wanted. Jake was bad to make a mix so strong, that it almost put the users into a comatose state. Which is what had happened to Chase back at the motel, he had went unconscious after only a few hours of Jake, Darnell and the boys using him. Which meant that the wolves still had a lot of breaking to do, of course the way the lion was riding his finger was very promising.

"No pussy we're gunna fuck you... Again." The big older wolf chortled darkly, sliding his finger out of the felines scalding hot orifice. While pushing the pointed tip of his fat lupine fuck stick against that gaping hole, feeling those steamy anal gates quivering on his pulsing organ. "Go on puss... push back into it... you know you want to." Darnell grinned widely, as he felt that boiling hot hole gulp down the first six inches of his throbbing bone. And then the feline struck out at the distracted wolf, raking his claws across Darnell's chest leaving long bloody streaks. "Owwww... Gods Damn!" The big Lupine shouted in pain and anger, quickly he grabbed that arm twisting it brutally hard up behind Chases back. "You..." He snarl furiously between gritted teeth, while pinning the handsome golden feline down. One big fist smashing into the side of the trapped felines muzzle savagely hard, over and over again as he went on. "Fuckin' feline bitch..." Each word punctuated with a brutal punch, as the younger wolves came running down to where the lion and older wolf was. Watching as their sire beat the handsome feline into unconsciousness, until the lion was laying there bleeding heavily from his nose and mouth. One shiny white fang laying in the dirt, beside the hay bale Chase was laying across.

"Call the Doc... I want this bitch's fangs and claws removed first thing in the morning..." Darnell snarled, cuffing the lion's paws to the a steel ring in the wall over his head and then standing up and stomping the helpless feline's naked balls with his heel. "Oh and he gets no more raiser until his withdrawal is so bad he's willing to eat dirty tail hole for a hit..."

**

Cameron climbed out of the van, and followed along behind Dale into the barn spotting a limp semi-conscious Chase laying in a stall as the crossed the first floor. Feeling a sudden wicked thrill, knowing that he was the reason that the feline was there. Jake would have never gotten the jock to take those tail raiser capsules without his help. The gelding thought as he followed the others up the stairs to the second floor, it was just one long room with a bunch of dirty mattress's laying on the floor. Everyone went to their mattress, as Dale lead the gelding down to the last one. It was plain that they had just tossed the worn out old mattress down, mostly after having taken it out of a dumpster behind one of the ratty motels in old town. The bare mattress was covered in strains, most of which Cameron was sure he didn't want to know what they were or how they had gotten there.

"That's yours..." Dale grunted pointing to it, and then pointed to a battered old locker that most likely came out of one of the factory building the raves were held in. "That's fer your clothes... hang them up and don't sleep in them." The horse wondered if that was a problem the wolf had with the others, he looked around seeing more than a few of the others laying on their mattress still dressed. Dale was growling at them to put their things up as he walked back across the room, so Cameron walked over to his locker and opened it. Finding a couple of different out fits in there, taking off the blouse and leather skirt he hung them up. Before flopping down onto the mattress, his head had no more that touched the filthy thing. Than the exhausted gelding was snoring softly, it was sometime later and the sun was streaming through the dirty windows when the horse was awoke.

He opened his eyes slowly to discover Terrance starring down at him, the big bull was grunted and huffing softly. And it took the gelding a moment to realized what had woke him up, the big bovine was ramming his long fucker in and out of the horses rump hole. Terrance had not even bothered to wake the horse up before starting, much less asked Cameron if it was ok to fuck him.

"Ummmm damn big boy... you could have asked first..." The drowsy equine moaned, as the huge bovine held him pinned down and rutted away roughly. The huge bull looked down at him with a smirk twisting his thick lip's, as one big hand reached up to stroked the gelding muzzle.

"You really do look like a mare..." The huge bovine snorted almost tenderly, as he brushed Cameron's long mane back so the horse could look up at him. "Heh would you have said no?" The bull asked with a nasty gloating grin, that said louder than words that he already knew the answer to that question. A heat head like Cameron would never say no to a hard cock, night or day the gelding was always ready to please.

"Ummm well... I guess not." Cameron admitted weakly, the hyper masculine bull really pushed his buttons for some reason. And even as he spoke Terrance's powerful hip's slipped into over drive, pounding his huge fucker balls deep into the sissy equines big soft ass.

"Heh how did I know that? Oh yeah that's right... cuz your a heat head slut." The big bovine sneered gloatingly, all super masculine sexual aggression and uncaring derision. "Yer new around here so let me explain a few things to ya... I rut... you and all the rest of these limp dick heat head britches get fucked... By me. You got that, rope for dick?" The big bovine asked with a mocking sneer, his insulting words really firing up the helpless geldings desires.

"Yes... yes sir you fuck I get fucked by you." The sissy stallion repeated like the good little whore he was, in point of fact Cameron was very much enjoying letting the bull have his way with him. Terrance was all heavy, powerful muscle and reeking of sweat mixed with thick masculine male musk. Hyper male including the size of his cock, which was really stretching the geldings already sore tail hole.

"Heheh... just once I wished one of you bitches would say no, then I could have me some real fun." The big bull fucked him twice and was getting ready to do it a third time, when Geordie the alley cat brought the food up. Since he had been around so long, the scarred up feline seemed to have some authority with the others. And was kind of a parent to many of the younger ones, smiling the feline brought the small cart with the food down to Cameron. Handing the horse a large tray of sweet feed and beet pulp, as well a couple of capsules of raiser to go with in. Which was good because the sissy equine was already starting to feel shaky and sick, having gone almost seven hours without a hit.

"I see you've gotten to know Terrance... or more to the point he's gotten to know you. Has he done the whole... 'I fuck... you get fucked... by me' thing yet?" The scarred up alley cat asked doing a passable imitation of the big bull's rough gritty voice which made Cameron grin.

"Oh yes... he made his point with that huge cock up my tail hole." The pretty gelding snickered, feeling very relaxed and at ease now after taking his two hits. Across the room the big bull was pounding down three big trays of food, which was kind of strange since he didn't seem to have an ounce of fat on him.

"Slammers really burn through calories..." Geordie explained as if reading Cameron's mind, although it really wasn't that hard to guess. "If you don't finish yours quickly he'd be over here trying to take it away from you." The battered older alley cat explained in hushed tones, as Cameron quickly finished off the last of his food and lay back on his mattress. "Good get that eaten, you'll not get anything but cum to swallow until to tomorrow."

"Where am I going to get cum to swallow?" Cameron asked eagerly, but that was answered as the big bulls came back over.

"Hungry for spooge huh mareboi... I got plenty for you... get on these nuts."

**

"You should of called me in lastnite when this happened..." The old Bear snorted, as he looked over the claw marks on the wolfs broad chest. As Darnell sat on the examination table, while the old bears gloved paws worked to clean and inspect the slashes. "Such wounds are highly likely to get infected, luckily it appears the lion kept his claws fairly clean. Still I'm going to write you a proscription for a board spectrum antibiotic, keep the wounds dry and don't lick them."

"Don't worry Doc this aint the first time I've been clawed... in my line of work it happens all the time." The big wolf bragged blithely, even as the older bear smeared some ointment over those slash marks and bandaged them.

"I'm guessing you want me to take care of his weaponry..." The old bear grunted, as he gestured to the next room where the trembling feline lay strapped to the table.

"Yeah teeth, claws front and back. He's starting to bottom out before going into withdrawal, so you better anesthetize him or he'd be thrashing around. Don't give him anything that will affect his withdrawal, I want him to get a good taste of that... to help break him."

"Hehe I see... and not as revenge for him doing this?" The old Bear inquired wisely, as he finished up with what he was doing. As stepped back to admire his handy work, as Darnell hopped down off of the table. Grabbing his shirt off the rack by the door and slipping it on over his head, as the old Doctor talked.

"Heh maybe that is a part of it to... but I want him to understand nothing is going to be the same for him now. I'll have those forms for the operation for you by the end of week, I want to get his junk off and that new hole healing up as quick as I can." The sex change would also force the big feline to understand, that he could never go back to life as it once was.

"Oh I'm sure you will..." The grizzled Bear snickered, knowing that a few hours of tail raiser withdrawal would make most furs agree to anything. It generally took hospital care and strong sedatives being administered, for the average fur to kick the habit. And strangely most were back using in a year or two, it was just too tempting for them since the drug had become so wide spread and powerful. "Alright lets go take care of your kitty shall we..." Stripping off his latex gloves the old bear, waddled out of the examination room and down the hall to where the lion was. Strolling into the room, the hefty older Bear pulled some fresh gloves out of a wall mounted box. Pulling them on, as he smiled down at his patient who was strapped down on the table.

The old Bear looked over at the helpless Lion with a pleasant professional smile on his muzzle, as he strolled over to the edge of the table. "How are we today..." He asked examining the feline for a moment, and then went on muttering soft to himself more than to the feline. "Blasting harder than a normal street addict... but coming down harder as well."

"Please help me..." Chase moaned through his broken teeth, as the old Bear surveyed the damage to that maw from a safe distance. His right nostril was filled with clotted blood, and his lip's had been split in a number of places; where they had been pounded against his broken teeth. Luckily the damage hadn't been so severe as to mar his good looks, the Bear guessed that had been no accident on Darnell's part.

"Yes... yes naturally I will... I'm a Doctor... severely dehydrated of course... let me just get an IV started." The elderly doctor found a bulging vein in the lion's arm, and slipped the IV needle in to it. Hooking up a plastic bag of fluids to the needle, looking at the Lion who was watching him in a kind of sickened fascination. The Lion frowned at the hefty Bear, grunting and flexing his arms and legs within their bindings. Chase felt the cooling sensation from the fluids that had begun to enter his blood stream, and began to relax slightly. The headache and nausea quickly starting to retreat, as the aches and pains in his body seemed to vanish.

"Let me go... take these restraints off of me..." Chase demanded, bucking and struggled against the soft restraining straps wildly for a moment. As the Old Bear just stepped back and let him, knowing the drugged out feline would soon tire himself out. The big lion soon stop and flopped back on the table, his body was very weak at the moment as he had bottomed out. The last of the drugs were burning out of his system, leaving him shaky and as soon as he'd gotten rehydrated sweating. "Please... please let me go... I need to get away..." Chase begged weakly, starring at Darnell who was standing in the open doorway sneering at him darkly.

"Of course... of course you'll be up and about in due time." The big Bear reassured with a soft smile, as he watched the feline fighting to keep his eye lip's up. The anesthetic in the IV were working quickly, no doubt because of the needy state of the felines body. The old Bear loaded up two syringes full of female hormones, and as the helpless feline watched confused... injected them into the lions sterile orbs.

"Wait... Wha... wha... are." His voice trail off as he slipped into unconsciousness, that big golden body relaxing on the table. Moving up the old Bear looked more closely at the felines teeth, shaking his head at what he saw in that mouth. "Did you have to smash his teeth so savagely? It's going to make it very hard for me, to get some of the pieces out of his gums." Taking out jaw spreaders, he slipped them into the young handsome lion's mouth... wedging those powerful jaws open wide.

"Sorry Doc... but having your chest clawed up will tend to make ya a bit peevish." Darnell snorted, one paw going to his wounded chest making the big wolf wince slightly. Even as his other aw had balled up into a fist, as he fantasized about punching the felines muzzle a bit more.

"I see..." The Bear grunted, twisting and tugged the broken shards of tooth out first, since they were loosened by the beating anyway. Fitting rubber tooth nubs in the place of those shatter teeth as he went along, the nubs were shorter than normal teeth. Flat and harmless even in the powerful jaws of a predator like the lion, he's never be able to hurt anyone biting after this. These kind of prosthetic's were mostly used on criminals at the Pacification centers, so any police officer who saw a predator sporting them was going to instantly think pacified. Which in away was going to be true, the lion was going to be a broken drug addicted whore. It took him quite awhile to get them all replaced, but at last the old bear pulled out the lions last real tooth. And then replaced it with a prosthetic, before moving on down to the felines needle sharp claws. Unstrapping one of the unconscious felines big paws, the Bear slipped it into a special device that held the paws in position. Fingers splayed out so that each one could be worked on easily, and then the old Bruin took out a scalpel. There were newer more modern ways to remove a felines claws, they had just started using a new acid method. But the old doctor was more comfortable with the older surgical procedure, it was what he'd learned in medical school.

Slowly over the next two hours, the doctor removed the lion jocks weapon's leaving Chases paws heavily bandaged. Finally all of the felines teeth and claws had been removed and replaced, and the IV bag was hanging there empty. "Well that's taken care of..." Next the Bear moved on to tattooing on the felines bright painted red lips, and dark eye liner and shadow. Once he'd finished with that, the old Bear looked down at his work in satisfaction. "Pretty feline you got here." He grunted moved over to strip off his soiled gloves, and have a seat heavily on a nearby stool. "Let me knew when you get that paperwork taken care of... and I'll schedule the operating room at the hospital." The ancient Ursine wiping sweat off his brow, as he pulled a bottle out of his lab coat pocket and took a drink. While Darnell called his son's in and had them carry the sleeping lion out to the van, the big older wolf wanted him in restraints before he woke back up.

"You might as well go ahead and do it... I doubt it's going to take more than a day or so." The big wolf snorted as he followed his sons out of the clinic, leaving the old bear alone in his offices.

Letting the old Bear to reflect on how he had fallen so far away from the lofty ideals of his youth. Times had certainly changed for him and his community, depression and substance abuse had taken its toll on him just as much as his city. Luckily the Bruin had always had a certain moral flexibility, that had made him useful to business's and criminal organizations alike. He smirked imagining what a wild cat the heat head lion would be in bed, once that new sex they were going to give him healed up.

**

Chase struggled and pulled at his restraints... but the metal ring was bolted into the old barns thick wooden wall. Shocked to see his bandaged paws, but understanding what had happened at one. His tongue licked dryly over his new harmless rubber teeth, the big predator understanding how utterly helpless he was. The big feline had awoke covered in sticky foul smelling sweat, which was strange since his body was shivering with chills. The big feline could feel the air currents in the old barn cutting into him, making his sweat cover body tremble and shake. And there were hundreds of dull aches and pains, that seemed to throb more and more painfully. Over the rest of the day things only got worse and worse, next was a pain in his belly like his balls were being squeezed in a vice. With nothing to distract his mind, all Chase could do was sit there and suffer. Soon millions of invisible ants seemed to be crawling all through his fur, or maybe it was under his skin it's self.

Every few hours Darnell the older wolf stopped by, taunting and talking down to him. Filling the lion's ears with the kind of derogatory remarks he'd been saying the night before, reminding the feline of his own queer desires. And in point of fact, Chase felt a certain amount of desire for the big lupine and his sons. It made the proud lion burn with shameful blush, to admit it even just to himself... but he really was attracted to those big lupine cocks. As day drifted into night the big lion jock grew sicker and sicker, the pain in his guts getting so bad. Chase began to vomit up everything in his stomach, which was mostly the strange pink and fruity drink from the rave mixed with wolf and goat cum. It stained the faded wall boards where it landed on them, and the scent of it only served to make him more nauseated. Meanwhile the dull aches and pain had gotten more intense, turning into stabbing agony as his body shuddered harder.

Chase realized after the first day that he was going through withdrawal, from whatever the horse had tricked him into taking. He saw the pretty gelding stroll by his stall, looking over at him with both pity and a gloating kind of look on his sissy muzzle. The horse stayed out all night, and came dragging back early the next morning. The lion's nostrils picking up the scents coming off the whores as the paraded by, and it turned his stomach making him dry heave for a few minutes. He had barely slept that night, and awoke soaked in his own urine just before the whores had came back. That second morning was a hundred times worse than the one before, the powerful chills running through his body making the felines new rubber teeth rattle together. The ants turning into fire ants, that bite and burned under his skin so badly if his paws hand been bandaged and chained to the wall he might have ripped his pelt off. And when Darnell come swaggering up, the suffering feline found himself looking up at the big wolf pleadingly. "I need one of those capsules... please..."

"Oh one of what capsules?" Darnell asked teasing as he watched the big lion's pleading eyes tear up, he'd not been expecting the college boy to last this long. But the big lion was proving tougher than a lot of others, still it was highly pleasing for the wolf to see the feline suffering like this. Covered in his own vomit and urine, that big strong body shaking like a leaf in a wind storm. Paws struggling to get free and puck at his fur covered skin as the burn twitching pain drove him nearly mad.

"Those big green capsules... like that gelding gave me... please I need one... just one more please." Chase begged more and more need fully, as huge tears were rolling down his furry cheeks. The hungry craving look behind those pleading sunken eyes spoke volumes, as did the look of pain on that handsome muzzle.

The big older wolf pulled a hit of raiser out of his pocket, holding the capsule up for the lion to see. "What you mean some tail raiser like this?" He held it out as if he was going to give it to Chase, teasingly holding it just out of reach of the felines bandaged paws. Watching the weakened jock tug and yank at his restraints, struggling to get to the very thing that had turned him sterile and enslaved him.

"Come on... come on... please." The shaky feline implored in a needy wail, his bandaged paws reaching out weakly. "I need it... I... I'll give you hundred dollars for it." Chase offered, entreating the smirking wolf to have mercy on him and sell him the pill.

"Heh... you aint got a dine... much less a hundred bucks..." Darnell pointed out with a sneer, even as the lion jock promised that he could get the money for the big wolf.

"I... I've got money in my bank account..." The trembling feline stammered, in that moment willing to trade his meager savings for one of those pills. Just looking at it glittering between the wolfs fingers, somehow making the addicted feline want it all the more. "I gotta have it... come on... come on give it to me..." There was more than a hint of violence in the big predators voice, he'd hurt someone to get a hit it that was what it took.

"No you don't..." Darnell snickered, holding up Chases bank card for him to see as the helpless feline choked. "It's really dumb, to keep yer passwords and everything writing on a paper in yer wallet. You aint got no money... and the only way you're gunna get any is to sale that ass... or mouth of yours to some horny male. Heh that is just one of the reason's they call this stuff tail raiser... you know the other reason, cuz it makes you so agreeable to liftin' yer tail." The big wolf smirked, as he saw the lion nodding his big mane covered head without blinking and eye. He was ready to give up his body for cash, or just one capsule in that moment.

"You... you can have my mouth or tail hole... any... anything you want please I need it." Chase whimpered pitifully, as the wickedly grinning wolf dangled that pill just out of reach.

"Yeah I can... and I don't have to give you shit to do it." The big older wolf sneered, putting that nasty green capsule back into his pocket. Making the suffering lion moan in loss, at just losing sight of the thing he needed. The big cat rumbling and grumbling as he begged and pleaded, at last just asking the wolf to kill him and get it over with. "But... if your good to me... if yer real good to me, I can be good to you. The question is are you ready to start being a good little pussy?" Darnell demanded, smirking down at the sleek feline jock as he nodded eagerly and swore that he was.

"Please... I'll be good... I promise I'll be good to you and anyone you want me to be good to." Chase whined wildly as he looked up at the smirking wolf, turning Darnell strolled over to the nearby bench. Picking up a clipboard with a half dozen pages of forms on it, he walked back over to stand over the helpless feline. Gesturing for his son Ray to come over, the young wolf strolled over and unbuckled his pants. Letting them drop he step out of them as he moved up closer to the feline, who smiled up at him with those flat harmless teeth. And then the young wolf turned around, lifting his long bushy tail to expose his tail hole. The helpless lion looked confused for a moment, and then the young wolf smacked his ass cheeks. Gripping them with his claw tipped fingers, spreading those furry cheeks to expose his lupine pucker.

"Lick his tail hole..." Darnell ordered cheerfully, as he watched the lions eyes open wide in shock. Slowly Chase leaned in to wedge his board nose between those furry ass cheeks, slowly the feline tentatively licked at the young wolfs shitter.

"Oho ho ho ho... he's really doing it da." Ray giggled pushing back to grind his hole against the lion's rough tongue, as that lapping slowly grew more and more eager. The older wolf gestured, and his son quickly stepped away leaving the lion open mouthed. Darnell shoved the clipboard into the felines bandaged paws, along with a cheap pen.

"Sign your name on this line..." He ordered, as Chase peered hard at the official looking paperwork trying to read it, but his eyes wouldn't focus good enough to do so. The big feline had already half scrawled his name without thinking, before he paused looked up at the big wolf, licking his dried and cracked lip's weakly.

"Wha... what is it?" Chase asked weakly, even as he starred hard at the pocket he knew the hit of tail raiser was conceal in. His pick feline nose twitching, he could almost smell the capsule.

"It's the paper work to have your tiny worthless cock, and dead, sterile balls cut off." The big wolf answered honestly, watching as a powerful shiver ran down the lions spine. "Now sign it..." Chase held the pen in one bandaged paw, starring at the papers bleary eyed. The big lion really didn't want to lose his... suddenly the wolves paw slipped into that pocket and came out with the pill. "Sign it and I'll give you as much of this as you want..." Chase watched his fingers begin to moved, signing the first line even as he struggle to stop them. Signing the second line, and initials so many places to initial it was taking forever. But at last the older wolf took the pen away from him, and shoved the big green capsule into his mouth. Chase swallowed it at once, leaning back against the wall as the capsule melted in his empty stomach. Twenty minutes later the big lions eyes were half closed, and a faint smile had spread across his lips. "Alright let's get you cleaned up, I've got some regular coming by." Darnell snickered, as the three wolves undid the restraints and helped the weak feline to stand up.

Over the next half dozen days, Chase serviced a steady stream of regular customers. Cameron the mare boi would often join him, and was always giving the big feline helpful advice and little tips. Chases already small male organ shrank even more, thanks to the hormones. And the jock feline was soon sporting breasts, that would have made any lioness proud. That was something the regular customers had a lot of fun with, teasing and taunting the former male jock about his slid into femininity. "You're gunna be a real lioness soon... I can't wait to fuck that new pussy of yours... Gunna put some cubs in your belly..." One fat old broken fanged Tiger taunted, as he pounded his barbed cock up Chases well worn tailhole.

Saturday rolled around and the wolfs loaded him up in their van, driving him back into town to the hospital. The old Bear met them at the entrance and guided them inside, Chase soon found himself on a bed being wheeled down the hospital hallways. The nurses talking to him kindly, as the automatic doors open and he was wheeled into the operating room. His body lifted up and slid over onto the operating table, the over head light very bright in his eyes. A mask was fit over his nose, and a cold bitter gas was soon flowing. A voice instructed him to breathe slow and deeply, which he did... quickly finding it hard to keep his eyes open. The big lion struggled for a minute or two with his eye lids, and then slipped into the vast dark ocean of unconsciousness.

He awoke a few hours later to find Darnell stand by his bed, the big wolf smiling brightly down at him. "How ya feelin sweety puss?" The big wolf was very pleased, and quickly slipped his new lioness a hit of raiser.

"A little groggy... kinda dizzy..." Chase admitted weakly gulping that pill down, as the old Bear doctor lean down over him. Looking into his half closed eyes, and then listening to his heart for a moment.

"She came through very well... some patients have difficulty with the anesthetic. But this girl here... she is a trooper." The old Bear moved up to look the lion in the eyes again, smiling kindly down at her. "I look forwards to having you... when you heal up." The old Doctor grunted, the desire was clean in his voice as his big paw stroked that male mane.

"A hundred for a suck, two hundred for a fuck and five hundred for all night." The words had burst out of the lions mouth before she had even thought about it, making both the wolf and bear chuckle. It was plainly a well conditioned responds, something Darnell had been working on with her all week long.

"Got her broke and well trained I see..." The Doctor smirked, as one big paw caressed the new lioness's cheek gently. "It really is remarkable..." The old Bear chuckled as he admired the sexy feline for a moment, only Chases body size and his mane gave away that he had once been male. Even his husky voice could just be a raspy lioness, this one was certainly a higher level. "Are you going to have her work the campus hotel for the civil war game... her and the mare would make a lot of cash I think." The old bear advised as Darnell returned his grin, the wolf clapping a big paw on his shoulder.

"Will she be healed up good enough by then?" Darnell asked sharply, looking at the old Bear as he fondled the big feline very unprofessional.

"I should think so... I'll come by and keep an eye on her as she heals, and let you know as soon when she's ready to use her new sex for work."

***

Over the next few weeks, Celeste as the sexy new lioness was now known... took a steady stream of regulars while she healed up. Mostly old guys who just wanted a sexy feline female to suck their cock, something the lioness did with growing skill and pleasure. She could handle almost forty guys a day, and with all that instruction was getting very good at it. The doctor was by very often, checking up to see how her new sex was healing. Giving her hormone booster shots and making sure she was taking her antibiotics. Making sure she kept her new sex dilated, so that as the tissues healed they didn't close up and ruin his handle work. Of course he also enjoyed the free blow jobs, the fat old Bear sitting back in a chair as the sexy feline pleasured him. Big paws ruffling that long mane, as he watched those brightly painted lip's slide up and down the blunt Ursine shaft.

His last visit was the night before the big game, and after examining her tight new sex with his gloved fingers. He declared her really to take customers, and since he was there the first one might just as well be him. Celeste sat back in bed, as she watched the older Bruin undress slowly... he really did have a surprisingly youthful looking body she thought. "You know your very beautiful my dear." The old Bear grunted, as he strolled across the room and climbed in to bed with the faux lioness. "I've not been with someone so attractive to me since my wife..." He leaned over her supine body, massive paws fondling those newly grown breasts. As his hefty belly settled onto her body, as the fat old Bruin pushed up between those silky golden thigh's. "I've been looking forwards to being your first... ever since I turned your penis into this sweet little sex of yours." The heavy older Bear snickered, getting more aggressive and openly sexual as his cock head spread those soft sex lip's. Letting his bulky body loom over her sleek frame, thrusting a huge paw down by her head to support himself, his other paw resting on those pert tits.

"I've desired you since the first time I ever saw you..." He admitted leaning in to nuzzle and nibble along that silky feline neck, and his hot breath since a shiver running through her. The air suddenly growing sweet and spicy as the felines arousal grew intense, the wetness between her legs attracting the Ursines attentions at once. The doctor snorted hotly onto the lioness's neck, his nostrils flaring as he drank in her rising scent. It made his old Bear balls feel fat and heavy, the weight of his needy orbs palpably pulling down his sac. As he anticipated fucking that fine feline female, and blowing his load right into that tight little pussy. Slowly he climbed up her body slightly, his blunt Bruin fucker jutting out stiffly as he pushed it against her burning hot slit. "Now... spread those thighs for me beautiful." The leering Bear said, as he started to lay down on top of the sleek lioness... lowering himself onto that sleek pussy. His round belly pressing into her perfect, soft fur before the rest of him, and his thick slab of a cock laying between her furry thighs.

"Oh yes rut me daddy." Celeste purred, reaching down to grasp his thick fucker in trembling fingers guiding it into her new sex. "Ohooo gods your huge..." The new lioness moaned, as his hard on spread her sex like it had ever been opened before. Celeste lay back, spreading her leg's around the bulk of that male body on top of her. Knowing that this was the male who had taken her male hood away, and yet feeling strangely pleased that he was her first. Looking up at the kindly older Bear, smiling as she felt his silky smooth cock head push deeper and deeper inside of her. The sensation of that hot throbbing organ within her a instant delight, and she panted in pleasure as his heavy body began to rock back and forth. Spearing his hard male hood in and out of her drooling orifice with steadily increasing vigor, was she gave herself up to him utterly.

"You really are something... a master work." The horny Bear moaned as his huge paws cupped her soft breasts, his hot mouth finding her nipples in the faint light of that single light bulb. The big Bruin rolled his hip's, making her moan loudly as he loosened her up a little bit with his thick rut rod. "Ohohoo yeah... your very tight. All fresh and new like this..." The fat old Ursine panted loudly, as his cock throbbed harder as it was squeezed by her tight slot. The lioness's eye lids fluttered, as that fat organ began to pound in and out of her hard and fast now. The pleasure different than anything she had experienced before, the tail raiser in her blood making everything feel more intense. That athletic body bucking and humping into the male body rutting her, the drugs making the formerly reluctant male feline utterly sluttish.

"Damn Doc... Ohooo Doc... Ohoooo fuck yeah." Celeste squealed, as his hard pounding made the pleasure steadily build within her body. Somewhere between the rush of male orgasm, and the multiple quivers of a feminine multiple orgasm. The new lioness lay back, running her clawless fingers through that shaggy mane... that was the last hold over from her old life as a male. "Ummm Gods Doc... Rut me hard... make me... CUMMMMMM." The big lioness screamed as his lusty rutting pushed her over the edge, pleasure rushing through her big body. As Celeste realized soon she would be feeling like this a dozen of more times a night, the doped up feline could hardly wait to be selling herself to as many males as she could get.

"Heh... fuck... Ummm gods you feel soooo good." The fat Bear moaned out breathlessly, as he slammed his thick fuck in and out of her faster and faster. The old Doctor snorted, as his hips pounded the pretty feline's pussy, and he squeezed her breasts as he pistoned his thick tool in and out. Relishing the smooth warmth of her new sex, and the snug tightness all around his thick dick. "Ohoh gawd, yeah." The older Bruin moaned breathlessly, his strong hip's driving that mighty fucker pounding in and out of her wildly. He snorted, starting to thrust harder into Celeste's golden rump, as his heavy balls ached with desire. The lioness was bucking and screaming as she pushed up wildly on that fat hard on, while the old Bear was moaning into her tits. As the sexy feline kissed his mouth plainly extremely horny, as she wrapped her arms around his thick neck. The Doctor grimaced as a sizzle of pleasure shot through him, and he hammered that golden furred body violently... as his hefty balls jumped. He felt more than heard the lioness moaning as her pussy writhed on his pulsing dick, delivering that thick cum deep inside her brand new sex. As the Doc tossed his blunt Ursine head back, growling out in intense pleasure as his fat nuts emptied into that new sex christening it for public use.

Across the room the watching Wolf chuckled softly, enjoying watching his newest whore work on the old Bear. Listening to his new lioness's yowls of pleasure, knowing that every yowl meant she was getting more lustfully passive. More broken into her new life, soon she would be past the point of no return just like the gelding. Darnell chuckled soon she and his gelding would soon be working the hotels on the college campus they use to attended, it was a step up from street level work and so their prices would have to go up a bit. That meant more money in the Wolves pockets, he was expanding his business all thanks to that little Goat. The sneaky little bastard had called earlier, he said that he had found another one that wouldn't be missed. Things were really looking bright for Darnell, he was moving up in the world. He stroked the kneeling gelding's mane with one big paw, smirking as he watched those thick velvety equine lip's sliding up and down his hard red bone. "Dammmn bitch... you still got the best mouth of any of my bitchs." The big Lupine lifted his leg offering his tail hole, there wasn't even a seconds hesitation the geldings tongue was working that hole at once. It was like the nasty gelding whore got off on the praise, even more than the tail raiser. "Oh yeah baby fuck my ass with that tongue." Darnell moaned as now it was Celeste and the Doctors turn to watch the action, the old Bear's spent fucker slowly hardening back up as he did.

The big Wolf's mind drifted off to Terrance, the Bull was at that very moment recruiting his replacement, the big bovine had a way with certain types males... Darnell knew that he'd have a new male hooked on Slam by morning, and that would be one more money maker for his stable. Darnell let his gelding roll him over, so the equine could grip his butt cheeks one in either hand. Pushing that soft mouth against the Wolf's wrinkled star, as that long equine tongue slithered deep inside. "Ummm dammmnn bitch is eager, bet you wish you could be pushin' something else in there." Darnell chuckled in dark amusement, as he reached back to fondle Cameron's limp equine hose with his finger pads. "Ya can't shoot pool with a rope tho' geldie Hahaha."

**

"Nope sorry we just hired somebody." The bartender grunted, as the young Rhino inquired about the sign in the window. Just then a huge bull stepped up, patting the Vin on the thickly muscled shoulder. Turning to look at the Bull, Vin was impressed by his size and well defined muscular structure.

"Couple of brews for me and the bro here." Terrance ordered, smiling at the Rhino as the bartender quickly poured them a couple of frothy mugs. The big bull grabbing a massive handful of peanuts from the bowl on the counter, pouring them into his mouth and crunching them up.

"Uhum thanks for the beer, but I don't generally let guys buy me drinks..." Vin started, as the grinning Bull took a long swallow from his own mug and then wiped his mouth with the back of hand.

"Don't feel bad... ya don't want that job anyway." The big Bull assured, smacking Vin on the shoulder again harder this time. "It was a fuckin' chump job... what you need is a job like mine... that pays real cash." The big bull snorted gulping down the other half of his beer, and signaling to the bartender for another one. "I make three to four grand a night."

"Fuckin' hell... what kind of job pays that well." The young Rhino half choked on his beer, as he looked over the bull's massive well defined physique. Terrance was dressed in a tight Tee-shirt and jeans, that displayed every curve and bulge of his massive body.

"Best job in the world..." The big bovine assured with a smirk, as he drank the rest of his beer in one long swallow. "I fuck for a living." Terrance snickered softly, leaned over looking the Rhino in the eyes as he said it. Watching the look on the others muzzle, reading the look of shock, disbelief, and lustful excitement at the bull's words.

"What... fuck for a living... really?" The young Rhino was giving off a thick aroused musk by now, Terrance smirked as he noted the thick erection crawling down in younger males inner thigh.

"Yeah... it's a lot of fun. Gettin' ta bust nut and get paid to do it... Sure as hell beats mixin' drinks for a living." The big Bull chuckled, flashing a big winning grin at the younger male as he sat back looking so cool and powerful. "And I'm gunna be... retiring soon." Terrance grunted slowly, knowing better than to go into what that retirement was going to entail. "So gunna need someone to take over... if you like poundin' ass and being the biggest... baddest top stud around." The huge Bull licked his thick rubbery lip's, flashing a huge white toothed grin at the Rhino.

"Yeah I like busting a nut out... and that's what ass is for right... pounding." Vin admitted with a kind of leering smirk, it was plain he was getting excited by the big bovines sell job. Terrance clapped a huge friendly hand on the younger males shoulder, as the two of them finished their drinks. The Bull could smell the Rhino's growing sexual musk, and even though the other claimed to be straight.

"Hahaha... I knew you was my kinda guy." The big Bull snorted, tossing back the last swallow of his drink while checking his phone over. "Look I got a couple of regulars I'm gunna be meeting up with in a bit... if you wanta tag along maybe we'll split them up see if you can handle the rutting. I'm not gunna lie it takes a lot of stamina... lots guys think their up to the task, but just can't handle it. If you're a once or twice in a night guy... just step off now cuz... studs only need apply. You got me?" The big Bull knew just how to do it, not belittling his malehood just challenge the horny younger male to prove his worth. The draft horse who had recruited him, had played the young Bull in just the same way.

"Dude I'm in... How much will we be making?" The horny young Rhino grunted, raising to the challenge just like the Bull knew he would.

"Fifty to lick yer tail hole... two hundred if they wanta suck ya... four if they want you to ride their tail hole. We don't take dick... we're Alpha top studs only... if they wanta fuck something we can point them to that kinda sissy whore. Now finish yer drink and lets go much some cash..." Ten minutes later they were stepping off the elevator on the fourteenth floor of the Plaza hotel, the Bull explaining that his regulars always paid for a clean room to play in. "My clientele are rich faggots mostly, got a hand full of wealthy cucks as well. Guys who want to watch a Alpha stud, with a real cock pleasure their little wife's. While they sit in the corner and tug their pitiful little dicks, as I make their females happy in a way that they just can't manage."

"Wait... so we're gunna get to fuck females as well?" Vin asked in surprise, as the big Bull flashed him a wide leering grin.

"Heh... we're Alpha's we fuck anything and everything kid. Anyway we're gunna start out with some of my regular faggots... be a couple of Fox's, a Stag and his Rabbit boi friend. The Stag's a queer cuck... likes to watch me wreak that Bunny hole... or make the little cotton tail swallow my dick. Your new... so their all gunna wanta have a go with you... in one way or another. Consider this a little test of your stamina... I got a half dozen others lined up tonight after we finish with this bunch. If you can make it all night... I figure you got what it takes to make it in this line of work." The big Bull sneered tauntingly, he knew very well no male could manage that much fucking in one night. Not without smoking a few hits of slam, he'd let the boy rut himself out. And then give the young stud a slam hit, once the drug had him rutting again. Terrance knew the young Rhino would never stop doing it, not until it ruined his junk in the ends.