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****Zen****

The quiet street remained quiet, bathed in the afternoon sun. Sidewalks were empty some laneways were as well. People had left for that last moment of Summer Vacation before the seasons changed. One house in the middle of the street had its kitchen light on.

Inside Zen stood, moaning a little when he slipped his tail from Sol's behind, grinning at Ballista. Pushing away from the table, he thought to himself for a time. He needed to give a little more to go on now, especially now that Bobby had turned into such a sexy little thing.

Looking to Sol with a wink, he said. "Hun, let's give him the basics before we start with all of this.* Walking around the table and coming up behind the smaller, red stripped tiger, Zen slowly wrapped his arms around Ballista's shoulder, licking his cheek slowly. "Mnn, this game is nothing like DnD Ballista... It might even top it."

He smirked, chuckling. "Those tiles, represent those cards, each colour stands for something, Blue in Mental, red Physical, Green is Ability and Yellow, are Action cards. To win, you need to land in the middle."

He tilted his head to the board, Sol and Zen we're close to centre. "I have a strange feeling, just getting close to it doesn't mean you win... Knowing how this game works, I have a feeling you have to land exactly on it or our Avatars will walk past it like a normal tile."

He kissed the tiger's neck softly, pressing up into the back of the other, his heavy hot sac pressing up into him. The hold would throw Ballista back to when they were first together, Nate had held Bobby just like this for nearly an hour after their first time.

"Each card changes your Avatar... and every round of the Game has a winner, and a loser, the loser morphs slightly into your Avatar... as you saw, me and Sol are well on our way, but everything goes back to normal when you win the game... at least we hope" Looking to Sol, he smiled to his mate, nuzzling Ballista some, trying to give him a show. "Anything I'm missing?

Sol frowned slightly and fumed with a little jealously.

He grunted and said, "Just one thing, Zen. When our Avatars land on the same square, a challenge comes up. Dunno what dictates how the challenge is set up but in it, the we duke it out against one another. The losers change more into their Avatar than normal. Winners, a little less."

He growled eyeing Ballista dangerously and spreading his wings to make himself look bigger. Zen knew Sol wanted to him back. They were mated. A part of him realized that he was putting Ballista at risk here but I was fun seeing Sol seethe. Besides, the tiger looked like he was enjoying the attention. That long, horse cock was quickly filling with blood.

"You go after us," Sol growled, swiping up the dice. He threw the dice to the ground and they landed securely on a three and a five. "Eight."

Sol's Avatar moved the eight spaces needed to fall directly on a red tile. He snatched a red card from the pile. "'The next player on the rolling order obtains a physical attribute of your choosing." Sol glanced up towards Zen and grinned. "Hey champ, I'm thinking one of these days it'd be pretty hot if you and me had some steamy hot airborne sex, right?" He saw Zen's eyes boggle at the prospect. "So, I want Zen to get wings."

Zen blinked, watching Sol easily push those words out of his mouth.

"Airborne... Se-" He was cut off, his eyes wide, he fell to his knees, nearly falling on Ballista.

Growling softly as his shoulder blades cracked, and popped, mounds pushing out until suddenly, two long arms like appendages thrust out from his back. They looked like arms, with five like claws pushed out. The four-fingered claws extending longer and longer while the thumb stayed practically the same. A smooth membrane punched out and joined between the claws, forming into a huge pair of devilish wings.

Zen was left gasping, looking up to Sol with a grin. "You're pushing this Devil and Angel thing far hun.... I'm starting to love it." He chuckled, standing, his wings flapping experimentally a few times before he pressed against Ballista in , wings surrounding them again, but not shielding them from view with their heads and so Ballista's long flared cock visible. "Not Jealous are you sweetie?"

****Ballista****

Ballista gulped loudly and wasn't sure what to say.

This game was insane!

Zen and Sol were wantonly changing each other!

Judging by the huge ball sac Zen sported and the cum-leaking nipples that Sol had, they had gone overboard plenty to times. He eagerly awaited his own changes.

"So... Um... It's your roll, isn't it Zen?" he asked impatiently.

Zen grinned, his arms reaching lower under those wings and gripping the base of Ballista's shaft.

Winking to Sol, he said "Why yes, yes it is."

Leaning back away from Ballista, his wings folded out and behind him, he pointed his head to the tiger in his arms with a wide grin. He walked over to the free side of the board, reached down, gripped the dice and rolled them. Three and a Two.

"Five." He called out, eatching his Avatar get close to Sol, who still had a lead on him. "Green." He reached for a green card and read it aloud. "Give another player, the Ability of your choice."

Looking to Sol, and then Ballista. "Mnn, what could I possibly do..." He giggled, like a child in a candy store. "Mnn, something to help Ballista Compensate..." He said. "Give Ballista the Ability to Clone himself." He grinned. "You'll never feel outnumbered again."

Ballista started and frowned. "Huh?" Before he could say anything more, a strange, pleasurable feeling washed over his entire body. He let out a loud, rising moan and fell backwards, managing to catch himself on his hands. He felt rising pleasure building in his cock and watched as the massive member stood erect. He gave loud roar as his cock jerked and erupted into a waterfall of volcanic cum.

Sol and Zen dodged aside as the huge amount of semen pooled beside them. Ballista just lay there panting and gasping. Barely able to keep conscious, he watched as the pool of cum started to bubble and froth. All thoughts of falling unconscious instantly faded when milky-white substance began rising and shaping itself into his visage.

"Oh my god..." he whispered.

The semen-tiger's form soon solidified, the cum changing into the same red and white fur that covered his body and possessing the same, erect horse-cock that was sticking out right between Ballista's legs.

The new tiger looked just as shocked as he was. "Holy crap!" they cried in unison. "You're -" they began, again in tandem. Probably at the same time, they realized they were both completely identical.

Zen was smirking as he saw all the cum put to good use. He sauntered over to Sol, leaning against the bigger wolf and smiling.

"My, would you take a look at the sights..." he chuckled, nodding to those two massive horse cocks. "You two sure are excited.... but it's your roll." The two Ballistas watched Zen kiss Sol tenderly.

Ballista instantly lunged for the dice but it seemed that his clone thought exactly the same thing.

"Give it!" they snapped in unison. "Hand it over!"

Then they came to the same conclusion.

"We take one each!" they announced, once again as one.

Grinning at one another, they turned towards the game board and threw their dice together. No surprise that it came up with two fives. "Ten!"

Strangely, their Avatar hadn't split into two. Probably wouldn't fit on the board anyway.

The miniature-Ballista took ten big steps forward and stopped on a blue square. Ballista exchanged glances with his twin before they both glanced as the pile of blue cards. Both of them got ready to pounce until Sol quickly snatched up a blue card.

"You two are like a bunch of kids," the big, white, winged wolf sighed. He read the contents of the card. "Huh... Looks like the player before you gets to give you a mental ability." Sol nuzzled Zen. "That's you, hun."

"Mental huh?" Zen smirked, as he was kissing Sol's shoulder and chest. The suspense was killing Ballista. "Telekinesis, you always talked about it, why not get it?"

Ballista remembered joking around with Zen about that ability and him being here now.

"Give Ballista Telekinesis," Zen concluded with a grin

Ballista's eyes brightened and he and his clone glanced at one another before switching their gaze towards the dice. Both dice suddenly sprang up into the air, hovering a few feet from the ground. They handed them mentally back to Sol as they turned to one another, grinning.

Licking his lips, Ballista mentally imagined himself stroking his clone's cock. No doubt his clone was thinking exactly the same thing as he felt the overwhelming pleasure of hands being wrapped around his long dick and slowly stroking it. He moaned in pleasure, loving this game more and more.

****Sol****

Sol snatched the dice from the air and rolled his eyes as he watched Ballista literally play with himself.

"He's really getting into this," he muttered, throwing the dice. A two and a four came up. "Six."

His Avatar moved six spaces to a blue square. Once again, he picked up a blue card. His eyebrows shot up. "Now it says the player after you must give the player before you a mental ability." He glanced at Zen. "Guess you get to screw around with Ballista a little more, huh hun?" He kissed Zen tenderly. "Make it good."

Zen smirked, leaning in and returning that kiss. "Give Ballista the ability to read minds while touching them."

Both wolves turned to Ballista intently as they watched the tiger moan about himself. Zen licking him lips. "Hun.... I want up to take those tigers... watching them play so shamelessly is getting to be a bit much..." The dark wolf chuckled, rubbing Sol's abs lovingly. "Ballista is great in bed..."

Sol groaned and nodded. "Fine... Just don't forget to roll."

Ballista grinned as Zen approached him and fell on his hands and knees, lifting his tail up and welcoming the immanent contact. "Come on, Zen. Ride me like you rode me before."

Zen smirked, picking up the dice, he rolled it while his member slid from his sheath, black and flaccid as two sixes appeared. "Twelve."

Zen's Avatar strode the twelve spaces, landing on another green tile. "Mnn..." He murmured, reaching out. "Give the Person who rolled before you a new Ability."

Looking Sol he laughed. "Hey stud, how would you like to be able to control that cum of yours?" He asked. Without waiting for a reply, he said, "Give sol the Ability to Controll his cum. Now get over here and take that twin, I wanna watch you fuck the same man as me, at the same time!"

He growled out, coming forward, and pressed the hard tip of his cock into Ballista tight small ass. "Oah.... goodnes." He gasped, leaning down, he slowly pushed further and further into Ballista.

Sol growled menacingly as the second Ballista stalked up to him, grinning sheepishly.

He didn't want to take anyone apart from Zen but he supposed that this was the only way he was going to exert his dominance. Zen was his and he didn't want Ballista getting any ideas that he could fuck with his mate without his permission. His growl rising, he grabbed the tiger roughly and slammed him to the ground.

"Zen is mine, you hear, stripes?" he snarled, shoving his dick forcefully into Ballista's ass, causing the tiger to gasp. He noted with grim pleasure that the clones seemed to share the same mental sensations. Anything that happened to one clone the other could feel. "Don't you dare touch him without going through me first!"

He mercilessly pounded Ballista bringing yelps and whines from the tiger. As he did so, he could feel his cum churning in his balls. He forced it back down, wanting to make this sensation last. However, remembering Zen's gift to him, he reached out with his hand, cupping Ballista's balls and imagining all the cum in there bubbling and yearning for release. A devilish thought entering his mind and he imagined the same for both Zen and the other Ballista.

That cum bubbling, progressing down the hard cocks but always on the brink of release but never exploding out.

Sol could see Zen was so hot, so close! Growling softly, Zen pressed in tight against Ballista leaning over the tiger and thrusting into Ballista with reckless abandon, his hips jamming in and out of the tiger at an immense speed.

"Oah, Sol, take it easy on tiger... I'm yours, but he was my first, don't you forget." He growled, gripping the tiger's chest, his licked him softly. "Besides, he'd had eyes on you for so long." He muttered, gripping the Ttgers cock, he stroked it lovingly. "Haven't you little guy....?"

Ballista was moaning and grinding deep into Zen. Hearing Zen's words, Sol eased up a little and his thrusts start to become more gentle.

"Oh god, yes!" Ballista moaned. "Damn... Damn Zen... That's it... Shit, Sol... Man, you're so hot... You turn me on with every step! Aah!"

Sol let his supernatural grip around Ballista's cum release and the tiger arched his back, spraying cum all over himself, his huge horse cock jerking rapidly and splattering the floor in a thick, white coat of his semen.

Zen's own orgasm rocketed from him, he hadn't the time to tie to Ballista. That huge sac gurgled as it unleashed it's torrents of seed.

"Oh.... god...." the dark wolf sighed, his body wracked with spasms, holding onto Ballista tight as his cum pumped into the Ttger, but Zen couldn't hold on, his grip weakening with the orgasm through only one place for the first time since being able to shape shift. He fell from the tiger onto his back as his cum spraying like a fountain above them. He lay back in a lust filled haze.

****Ballista****

Ballista staggered to the ground and landed in a pool of his own cum, completely exhausted.

This game was getting better and better with each passing turn. He wasn't sure if he could keep playing yet. He and his clone had both cum at the same time, doubling the exhaustion and pleasure felt by them both. He blinked slightly as the cum around him began to slip and morph, slowly wrapping around his limbs. He guessed that this was Sol just trying out his new power.

A soft, content sigh escaped him when he suddenly realized that his arms were being forced to move of their own accords. He let out a soft gasp as the cum covered his entire body, soaking into his very skin, and forcing him up to his hands and knees shakily.

"Wh - What-?" he stammered. Looking at Sol, he saw the winged wolf give him a confident smirk, still with an erect cock dripping with cum.

"Game's not over yet, stripes. Your roll."

Ballista grunted as he was forced to take up the dice and throw them. The dice rolled up to a three. His Avatar staggered forward two spaces. "Pick up the card," Sol ordered.

Ballista whined as he was forced to surge forward and pick up a red card.

"Read it out," Sol growled.

"H - Have the player before you change your physical appearance," he stammered, looking pleadingly at Zen. "Help..."

Zen sighed happily, standing up slowly, he looked to Sol with a smirk.

"You know what would be really hot," he asked, looking to Ballista. "If you had a long tongue, I mean really long, so you could lick anything..." He smiled. "Give Ballista a long tongue." Staggering over to Sol, he leaned against the huge wolf, nuzzling him lovingly. "Let the Tiger go.... He just came twice at once, I'm sure he's not a used to the idea as we are."

****Sol****

Sol rolled his eyes and released Ballista from his cum-control.

He was relishing the idea of being able to control essentially what made man a man. He didn't just let the cum vanish however, he let it all gather in his hand and form a thick, white, sword. A lot of ideas of where he would stick that sword was flooding his mind.

But, he put those aside for now and watched Ballista lazily. "This should be good," he muttered.

Ballista's eyes bulged at that moment and he looked like he was about to say something. Without warning, he gagged and a long, serpentine tongue lashed out, rolling out of his lips and coming to touch his ankles. It was covered completely in his saliva and with an evil grin, his slowly reached out with the tongue and wrapped it around Sol's cock.

Ballista's clone did the same only wrapping it around Zen's dick.

Sol growled but couldn't deny the sensation of having that dripping organ wrap around his dripping organ was arousing. He snatched up the dice before Ballista got any more ideas.

"My roll." He threw the dice and watched it come up with two ones. His Avatar sighed and moved the two spaces to a yellow tile. "Hey hun, can you get that for me?" Sol asked, growling at Ballista. "I'm a little tied up right now."

Zen moaned softly. "Mnn, fine," he whispered, his tail whipping out to the deck, forming into a hand, taking the

yellow card and handing it to Sol. Leaning against the wolf, his groaned.

"Damnit Ballista, calm down...." ge whined. "We got a Game to win remember?"

Sol regarded the card and his eyes eyebrows shot up just as a shudder ran through his spine. Ballista was trying to poke his cumslit with that tongue.

"G -G - Go to the same tile as the previous player. Uh-oh..."

He glanced over the board and watched as his Avatar took flight and landed directly beside Ballista's Avatar. The horny tiger pulled his tongue away, sliding it back up into his throat.

"What now?" Ballista asked but at the very instant that he spoke, he fell to the ground, completely unconscious. His clone did the same. Sol held Zen tightly.

"Here we go agian, love..." And he too slipped into darkness.

****Zen****

Zen gasped as he watched Sol and Ballista fall to the ground, blinking.

"Will... I be, go-"

His statement never finished as he collapsed onto Sol. If they were in some move, it would instinctively be in each others' arms, but this is reality. He fell forward, and their muzzles hit each other stomachs in a very uncomfortable way.

The darkness surrounding Zen as he started to breath heavily.

"G-guys!?" he called out, only to get no answer.

A Loud searing noise rung out in his ears, causing him to clutch his head, whimpering loudly as he convulsed forward.

His heart rate skyrocketed and his groin felt like something was pumping it.

The sound faded, but he was still panting, eyes opening, the first thing he noticed, his arms were not even at his sides. They were held up to shoulder length in front of him.

The second thing he noticed was his pain erection and it felt like something was being expelled down there but he couldn't tell what was beyond the rubber sleeves covering his member.

"Wh-wha?" he muttered. He gasped softly. The sensations around his cock felt really good.

Sighing, he tried to move his legs but found he was bound down. Wriggling a little, he sighed. It was fruitless.

There was no way he'd be able to free himself.

Looking up, he saw a giant time board that was counting down. It had... eleven minutes pasted on it...

He winced as more lights flickered on. Around him were Sol and Ballista also hooked up in a similar fashion.

"Challenge two, will start in one minute. Objective: Do Not Orgasm. Game ends when somebody experiences their first Orgasm or time runs out. Where every player will be forced into Orgasm. Players will be milked for their semen which will be injected into other players, putting every player under a sexual frustration."

The disembodied voice faded, and Zen was dumbfounded.

"That's..." He looked to the middle of the contraption where in the center was a glass globe filled to the very brim with white fluid, presumably, cum. He looked down at himself. His sac was painfully full, looking around to Sol and Ballista, so were theirs.

Once again, the Game had decided to put them in a situation where their very survival relied on their ability to produce semen. Only this time, they had to keep themselves under control so as to not orgasm.

Which, he quickly realized, was painfully difficult as he felt the contraption wrapped around his cock start draining his cum from his sac bloated.

"Oh crap..." Sol groaned "Z - Zen... Remember, if we lose, we change more... Z - Zen... we ... we can't lose..."

Zen watched as his cum joined the two others at the central globe, watching the globe expend and letting out a small moan.

Looking to Sol, he nodded. "W-we can't, at least, not so early.... S-Sol, I have a feeling... we're going to be the first to change during all of this." He whimpered, looking to Ballista. "But he hasn't grown one strand of fur." He uncurled his tail from around his waist and it grew longer, more than enough to reach the tiger. "If we make him lose, we'll be able postpone our changes and he'll probably only reach our stage"

He closed his eyes tight, moaning against as the globe ballooned out. Best bet was, most of the cum in there was his, and with thirty seconds until the game began, he wondered how much of it was going to go into all of them... and who.

Sol grunted and nodded grimly. "S - Sorry, S - Stripes," the big, winged wolf stammered. "G - Gonna have to take one for the team..."

Ballista's eyes widened. "W - What!? What are you guys talking about!?"

He let out a gasp as more of his cum was pumped out of him.

His massive horse cock was fully erect but the infernal machine was preventing him from cumming!

"W - We change more and more into our Avatars the more we play," Sol explained to the tiger. "And when we lose a game like this, the changes are more drastic! That's why Zen and I aren't so human anymore! We..."

He gasped as the clock reported five seconds to the game's start.

"We have to finish the game and reverse the changes!" Sol cried. Zen could see he was fighting hard to keep himself from reaching orgasm. He whimpered for his mate. Sol wasn't as 'practiced' at this than others.

"But we still have to live our lives outside of it," Sol grunted. "We can't do that if we're furry freaks! Ah!"

Two seconds to the game's start. "Sorry, Ballista!"

One second...

The small humming of the machine stopped.

Looking around, Zen felt nothing pouring from him. He stared at the ball, until he suddenly heard, "Game start!" The gigantic ball filled with cum that had been milking them for who-know-how-long, began funneling its contents in two directions. The paths to Sol's and Ballista cock's began rattling and shaking as that Ball deflated. But Zen's didn't move.

Looking to Sol, he gasped, knowing how it felt to have someone else's cum shoved into you... it made your sac inflate... but Sol's sac already looked bulging....

****Sol****

Sol groaned, feeling the thick, warm, salty goo slip back down his cumslit and into his sack.

There was a bit of him that just loved that his mate's essence was being put back into him but a more dominant part was pushing that away.

He had to win the game! He just had to! He and Zen had to win.

It was nothing personal against Ballista but the tiger with the horse cock hadn't changed much and if he lost, as Zen said, he'd probably just change to the same level Zen and himself were at. Taking a deep breath, he bit his lower lip and held on tightly, stopping himself from thinking sexy thoughts and marveling at the warm, creaminess that was flooding into his balls.

Amidst the humming of the machine, he heard Ballista giving out cries of pure ecstasy. It seemed he wouldn't hold out for very long.

Sol felt his sac growing heavier, hanging lower and lower and whimpering. He saw Zen's balls slowly emptying and that sound started up again. Zen gasped and Sol followed his gaze to the board. His mate was first on the milking list. That was why he was being drained while Sol and Ballista were getting pumped.

Zen started panting softly and he slumped forward. His tail swung around and wrapping around the Ballista, holding him tight as the tip slowly morphed into the familiar shape.

Glancing towards Ballista, he saw the tiger's eyes rolled to the back of his head as his sac continued to bulge and grow. He shamelessly began thrusting into the machine, the collected cum jumping around in his over-inflated balls sloshing around in the tight confines.

He moaned and never noticed Zen's tail shift into a long, cock head and slip behind him until the dripping tip slipped between his ass cheeks. His eyes widened at the double pleasure and he moaned louder.

The flood of warm juices stopped entering Ballista's cock but continued to suck from Sol. Ballista moaned in both disappointment and pleasure... And then that moan just became just pleasure as those salty essences were yanked right out of his cock and back into the central ball.

Zen let out a small moan.

"Fill that ball Ballista... mnnn."

He winked to Sol, watching the large winged wolf wince as his long cock was forced to let out it's bulging essence. Sol saw that ball at the centre of the contraption had already surpassed its previous size. It was taking out more and more of their combined seed before pumping it into its target mercilessly.

Sol grunted as he felt himself getting milked.

Ballista looked like he was enjoying this too much and it seemed like he was hoping to relish the thought of being in the game for as long as possible.

Sol wasn't so lucky.

It was pleasure overload and he was shaking all over, trying to force himself not to cum. Then, seeing Zen attempt to force Ballista to cum, he got a devilish idea. He closed his eyes and focused, imagining Ballista's cum jumping for joy and riding down that long, horse cock, spewing out in a spurt of volcanic seed.

From the answering moan, he guessed that his cum-control power was working. With Zen pumping that cock-tail in the tiger's ass, he must've been fighting a losing battle of holding in his orgasm.

****Ballista****

The sensations in Bobby's cock transformed. Instead of the pumping, it became sucking and he watched in awe as Zen's already bloated ballsac grew and grew even more. His mind went crazy imagining the amounts of cum that sac contained. Then his eyes flicked to the muscular Sol, the winged wolf's balls also bloating as his own were drained.

Ballista remembered Sol's ability to control cum and snarled.

These two weren't playing fair!

He wanted to play for longer!

Wanted to be on this verge of orgasm for all eternity!

He wasn't going to get that if they were forcing him to cum!

He had to fight back!

Gritting his teeth, Ballista lanced out with his long, dripping tongue, curling it around Zen's leg and prodding the black wolf's ass with the dripping tip.

Zen no doubt felt Ballista's tongue against his leg, sneaking up to his ass. A moan escaped him followed by some, giggling. Bobby felt the dark wolf push that cock-tail deeper and deeper.

"Oh damn..." he moaned. "Damn, damn damn damn..."

The draining of his cock was becoming too much.

He was going to lose and only three minutes had passed!

They still had another eight to go!

He had to try something else... Something to keep Sol's cum-controlling powers at bay and from Zen from using his shape-shifting abilities.

Then an idea struck him. Grinning, he focused all he could at the cum, his seed mixed in with the other.

His grin grew wider when his feline face pressed against the central orb and his little cum-clones slipped down the tubes into Sol and Zen's cocks. Sol let out a cry of shock as the cum in his balls began twisting and moving in ways he never thought possible. He glanced down at his prehensile cock and nearly screamed in terror when he saw Ballista's face press against the muscular, veined walls

The empty ball seemed to realize this.

All players were suddenly sucked of all their juices. Each of their sacs were emptied, and the globe grew and grew, stretching farther and farther. Now back to normal sized balls, each player was resting back, feeling everything taken from them. Those clones stuck in the globe of fluid slowly dissolved.

Zen, how was panting but suddenly yelled to Sol. "No's Our chance!"

He looked to Ballista, and shivered. Ballista yelped when he felt a bulge against his stomach walls as Zen's tail pressed deeper inside him, suddenly thrusting in and out like a jackhammer.

Sol let out a threatening roar and Ballista felt the remnants of whatever cum he had left dance around his balls like wildfire, bouncing against the interior walls of that horse cock to stimulate being stroked off.

Ballista couldn't stand it any longer.

He was outnumbered and outgunned.

The Game had stopped his last attempt to even the odds.

He would cum.

He knew it and he wanted it.

A groan launched from his throat as he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching. Just before he let go, he thrust his tongue as far as it would go up Zen's ass... and he roared, his cock rocked with spasms and shooting his seed in all directions.

****Zen****

As soon as Ballista hit his orgasm, the machine dropped him.

Zen moaned happily feeling that tongue press deep, then fly back out as Ballista landed safely on the ground.

That huge globe of cum began pulsing.

Looking to Sol he chuckled in relief.

They had won!

"Players Sol and Zen have won. Prepare to receive your reward."

Zen blinked.

"What reward?" he asked.

The machine was silent before suddenly, their lines were rattling.

"Oh god..." he whispered as that massive globe slowly started to deflate. Zen and Sol's sacs started to bulge out again.

"Ahhh!" Zen cried in unison with his mate.

Zen watched as his naturally huge Testicles only got bigger, making him whimper like a tiny puppy.

"Oh crap!" Sol cried as all the collected fluids poured into himself and Zen.

That wonderful feeling of the volcanic warmth being pumped into Zen was completely and utterly overwhelming. He felt his, Ballista and Sol's juices pour right down his cock and into his sac.

Zen watched in utter amazement as the cum his mate was collecting found other pathways to go through.

The salty liquid began pouring out of Sol's nipples, coating his entire torso in its milky goodness while also inflating his cock. Sol tried to scream but his voice came out as a gurgle as the cum pooled in the back of his throat and began pouring out from the corners of his mouth. Gasping, he, tried to struggle away from the iron restrains, to escape from the machine but the cum just kept pouring in, inflating his sac and then quickly his belly.

"No..." he gurgled as the tight abs vanished against an inflating bubble of cum-filled gut. A loud splat filled the game area as his nipples gushed out, spewing the warm, white liquid onto the ground.

The ball had... emptied.

"Game ending, Round over."

Zen looked up to the board as is flashed over and over again. With a smiling face, he appraised himself.

His balls were dangling to his calves! The machine let them go.

Ballista had been watching, stroking himself and he was the first to pass out.

Sol, overwhelmed, by the sensation of being pumped... drifted into unconsciousness

Zen was out before he hit the ground.

****Nate****

Nate opened his eyes, murmuring softly.

His face was in the most comfortable pillow ever.

Sighing softly, he moved, rolling down, and landing hard on the floor. Gasping softly, he opened his eyes. Everything was dark... He saw the faint glow from the microwave, reading out 3:30 AM.

He gasped and stood up.

The round had ended!

He couldn't see himself... it was so dark.

Looking around, he tried to get his bearings. He staggered about trying not to hit anything. He reached a wall and flipped a switch, bathing the room in the artificial light.

Sam groaned as soon as the lights flicked on and shook his head free of the dizziness. Bobby was on the floor, curled up

Nate looked at Sam with wide eyes and left the Wall, practically swooping down in front of Sam, feeling over the fur covered gut.

"Mnn, look at that." He murmured out, looking up to Sam. His mate had developed a big, bloated belly, probably full of cum. "I like it."

He grinned, reaching out to press his lips against Sam's, but stopped, looking down. Nate's mammoth Sac was resting against Sam's huge gut, and it made him giggle.

While the gut was nice, he and Sam had both transformed a little more. The white fur on Sam's chest was now thick and no longer just a light dusting. Hell, Nate's balls were bigger now. It'd be hard to hide that.

"If we're like this..." Sam murmured. "I wonder what Bobby's like..." But... He glanced back at Nate and grinned. "I guess it isn't the sex, then hun?"

Nate felt those strong, muscular arms pull them closer together, rolling then to the ground until they were side by side. "Guess that leaves us to romp the night away, right?"

Nate giggled, staring at his lover's gut, hearing his words, but a little to enthralled with his lover's new look to really register anything.

Leaning in to kiss him happily he grinned from ear to ear and murmured, "I guess not. But... I wanna See Bobby. He just lost around against two people... I wanna make sure he's okay..."

Reaching down, to wrap his arm around Sam's massive middle, a light growl escaped his throat. "God this is so comfortable..." he said, gasping, his hard cock was drooling, copious amounts of pre into that furry groin. "Holy fuck... feels like I'm cumming...

****Bobby****

Bobby murmured as he slowly peeled open his eyes and sat up.

He felt odd... and terribly dizzy.

His tongue felt thick and fuzzy like he was just waking from a hangover. His body felt alien with something warm and thick pressing nicely against his inner thighs. As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he gagged openly when he noted the gargantuan Sam with that belly and the sexy Nate with a dripping cock. He remembered the game and glanced down at himself.

His body was tonned!

No longer the small, fat, tubby nerd but someone who was relatively fit! Nothing as big as Sam or Zen but still better than he had been. As he ran his tongue over his teeth, he was elated to find that he no longer wore braces and his teeth were perfectly straight.

"Oh my god..." he gasped. "I have straight teeth!"

Nate rolled his eyes. "Bobby, you've never ha-..." He stopped second and his eyes boggled. "Holy Crap, Bobby has straight teeth!"

Bobby excitedly ran his hands over his modified body. The rounded hip on the floor made his dripping cock shoot a little bit and he shivered, looking as the white fur that traveled up his chest with some red smears near the edges. Looking between his legs, he gasped. He had that horse cock, buried within that fleshy sheath.

"Holy Crap... Bobby is attractive..." Zen murmured.

****Sam****

Sam rolled his eyes, unable to believe that of all the things these two were excited about, it was straight teeth.

But, he had to admit one thing...

Bobby did look a lot better than when they first started.

He groaned as he yanked himself to his feet, pulling that massive belly up with him. It worried him that Bobby had changed far more rapidly than they had. Perhaps losing against two players had a more drastic change than just one.

"Great," he muttered, rubbing the back of his head.

He felt a bit of fuzz around the edges of his ears. Glancing at the Game, he noted that it lay closed before them. He decided to ignore it.

The hormonal part of him was kicking in. With a grin, he turned towards the two and caught them both in a monstrous embrace, lifting them up off the ground and hugging them against his big belly.

"Okay you two, enough fun and games for tonight. Let's all go to bed!"