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Jasper's Snack

Jasper was giddy as he slipped out of the locker rooms, holding his tail around in front of him. It wasn't that he was afraid of being nude in public; it was just that it was his first time at the Fulsome Street Fair, and he was nervous about all of the things happening around him.

First of all, EVERYONE was naked. There were so many body types, so many gender types, some in the process of changing from one to another, others masked as others, and perhaps most excitingly to the freshly-adulted raccoon... some of them had no gender at all.

Jasper blushed as a steer wearing a colorful flower lei shimmied past him, turning towards Jasper. The large ungulate should have had a large package, with a fat sheath and heavy balls, that's what Jasper would expect anyways, but instead there was a startling gap of nothing between his brown furred thighs. He must have gasped, because the steer laughed, taking his lei from his neck and laying it over Jasper's head.

"First time here?" The neutered male teased. Jasper knew he shouldn't stare, but it was not something he had seen before, outside of... certain pictures a friend had sent him.

"Uh, yeah. Um. Heh. Oh." Jasper stammered. The purple highlights at the end of his long hair hid his embarrassment somewhat, but he still reached up to fiddle with the plastic flowers. "I'm sorry, I just-"

"Don't be sorry! Enjoy losing yourself! I certainly did." He chuckled, reaching down to stroke a finger along the smooth seam of his groin, and then licking his finger tip with a wink. He stroked that finger along Jasper's chin and then sauntered into the crowd.

Jasper continued on, himself. He was bombarded with a barrage of stimulating sights, sounds, and smells. Everywhere he looked, there was something new to take in. Unique and colorful outfits, body paint, and sparkling jewelry writhed and gyrated from drunken tourists locals. The streets were lind with a bevy of booths and tents, hawking all kinds of wares - gear, lubes, toys, even temporary slaves. The air was thick with a heady mix of hairspray, sweat, cum and street food. The sounds of laughter, music, and conversation blend together to create an electric atmosphere. It was overwhelming, honestly.

Bahdoop!

Jasper peeked at his smart watch. There was a picture on it. He glanced around, blushing and moving to the side of the street, and peered at the attached picture. It was his buddy Riley. The sheep was also at the fair, which Jasper knew, but he was,,, pointing down an alleyway? And giving a thumbs up with his other hand? He tried to figure out where Riley was. There was a building... with a mural of a big purple frog sitting on a lily pad. Huh.

Jasper glanced around, and saw the steer from earlier. Scurrying over, blushing even MORE now, he tapped at the bull's elbow to get their attention.

"Sorry, but, um, do you know where THIS is?" He asked the steer, pointing to the mural of the frog.

The steer laughed. "Ohhhh yeah. That's Pred Lane. See, like, in German, purple means..." The steer looked at the confused look on Jasper's face, then laughed. "I mean, yeah, y ou go that way, into the fair. Keep an eye on the left side of the street, and you'll see the frog. Oh yeah, they're gonna gobble you up. Have fun!"

Jasper felt his sheath thicken, as the bright purple tip of his maleness disgorged from it. Honestly, it was bound to happen. He was surrounded by all kinds of furries, scalies and feathers, and they were ~naked~ and he was ~18~, so yeah, he's gonna pop wood.

He walked down the street, staring at the booths, the displays, the demonstrations. Screams of lust, moans of horniness, and yelps of surprise. He saw a bright purple frog, past the stands selling steamed hotdogs and fried donuts, and hurried over. The alleyway also had booths, most of them quiet, but at the end, there was a booth that was decorated to look like a tiger's face. Jasper's heart thudded, as a white fox-wolf hybrid staggered away from it, clutching at his groin. Jasper ran down the alleyway, to make sure he was okay, but the folf just shook him off.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." The fellow moved his hand away from his crotch, revealing the complete lack of genitals. Not even any blood, just flesh that looked chewed at, like an apple that had a bite taken out of it. "He's good. REAL good. Wipe your whole crotch out, ha!"

The white folf clapped Jasper on the butt and hobbled out of the alley, towards the steamed hotdog vendor.

Jasper turned back to the booth, the grinning tiger face staring at him. He approached it, eyeing the red stains that dripped down from the teeth, creating a puddle on the ground. There was a discarded cock ring on the ground near by. A neoprene ball stretcher. A chastity cage, which looked... chewed on.

"Hey there, I think I hear someone out there!" A deep, pleasant voice growled out from behind the sign. Jasper realized that, at the mouth of the tiger, there was a hole, with some black cotton strips hanging down. "Charn took today off, so I'm sitting in for him. Not a tiger, but I am juuust as hungry as one."

Belch.

"Sorry about that, that last guy was mostly fur, ha ha, got a bit of air swallowed down with it. Not like that panther from earlier. Man, he was so excited! He asked me to bite off his nuts, and THEN his dick, so he could fuck his nuts, *in* my mouth, Kinky, huh?"

Jasper knew that voice, from somewhere, he thought. Who, though? He stammered something quietly, not really able to think of anything to say about that, his dick jutting ramrod stiff in front of him. Oh, fuck, this was an emasculation booth.

The guy inside the booth seemed to pick up on Jasper's trepidation. "Oh, but you know, uh... I'm still hungry, you know. You got something for me, buddy? Wanna feel a slick, hot mouth eat your- oh hello!"

His offer had been interrupted, by Jasper walking up to the booth and slamming his hips against the tiger's face. He didn't know what to say, but the full nine of his smooth, shiny purple cock said it all for him just fine.

"Oh, that's a cute one! I'm gonna assume you meant to stuff that through here, and take it that I can play with it?" A hand wrapped around the root of his shaft, gripping where the knot would be if Jasper was a canine, and then pulled slowly down the length of Jasper's erection. "Oh, wow, that is a nice feeling. So do you know what you'd like me to do to ya?"

Jasper didn't. He squeaked, feeling himself being handled for the first time ~ever~, and it was by someone he didn't even know! He bit his lower lip and closed his eyes, trying to sound like he knew what he was doing. "S-sure, just do... what you do best." Oh man, that sounded lame.

"What I do best? Wow, that's a complement all right. What do I do best?" Jasper could feel his dick being slapped against something, playfully, something solid and smooth and soft. Then something sharp slid along it, as that hand gripped the root again. "Well, I mean, I think I know where to start." That hand squeezed, kneading casually. Jasper huffed and hunched against the box. "I got a friend who loves baculums. You mind if I keep yours? I ain't never stripped a dick like yours, so I imagine he ain't either. What are you, a lemur or something?"

"Oh, uh, sure. I'm a, um, Raccoon," Jasper wheezed. The fella was pinching the base AND the tip, squeezing fingertips into the end of his dick and kind of pushing down on it, like he was trying to stuff the purple flesh back down into Jasper's sheath.

"Oh, no kidding, me too! Well, partially, anyways. Right now I'm a bit of everything, if that old adage saying you are what you eat is true!" The male chuckled, and Jasper felt a puncturing, popping sensation. The man's fingers felt real good, just kind of squeezing and rubbing against his dick, and now he could feel his cock flesh kind of being stroked ~against~ something, something long and smooth and firm in the middle of his dick. The dick was being... accordioned, really, the flesh crimpling down and then expanding back outwards as it was teased and kneaded, and as the crumpled flesh was squeezed and pulled, Jasper felt a tugging from deep in his groin. Another popping sensation, but this felt like something popped LOOSE instead of being popped through. Like when the dentist pulls loose a tooth.

He felt something sliding out through his cock, the slender baculum having been disgorged and now being worked slowly out the end, through his piss slit. "Ahh, there we go, lovely. Oh, and it's such a beaut! You've never cracked it, never broken it. Must not have gotten much before today, huh? heheh, well you won't have to be worrying about that now."

Jasper yelped as he felt the root of his baculum, significantly thicker than the tip, pulled free of his cockslit with a soft tearing sensation. "Oh man, you just... you deboned my dick."

"Yup, you should see it, just floppin' around like an old sock puppet! Don't worry though, I won't be fiddling around much more."

Jasper felt his nuts being gripped next. They were pleasantly plump, firm and kind of tightly snugged up between his thighs, but the male's fingers wrapped around them so easy and just kind of pulled and stretched them deeper into that tiger's mouth.

"So your sack is nice, I like that musk you got there. Real nice manly smell, clean and fresh. Your dick's too long, so I'm gonna..." Jasper felt his dick being folded in half, and then he felt the soft rub of his testicle fur against both sides of it. "If you could see it, I've got your dick nestled in between your nuts like a taco. I'm holding it real gentle like, but I'm not gonna eat it gentle like. It's just so juicy, you know? I know it's gonna drip everywhere. Hold on, buddy, you're gonna cum from this. A lot."

Jasper did. He felt the hot breath against his maleness, having just enough time to think "Fuck, he's about to eat my dick", before the teeth pushed into the top and bottom of his little 'maleness taco'. Balls were crushed in against dick, and all three of them ruptured as the male bit into it like one would the side of a burger. Jasper HNNG'd, as he felt his precious maleness being eaten so casually, so commonly. And yeah, cum shot out of the middle of his dick, where it had been bitten through. Hot wet spurting loads as he heard the dude gnawing and munching and slurping at his junk like that.

It was... a little embarrassing, maybe, that it only took two bites to finish the dude's 'snack'. Teeth chewed firmly, licking and kissing and sucking at the root of Jasper's groin, and when the raccoon pulled free from the booth, he looked down to see his groin, clean and null'd, with that same 'chewed apple' look that the folf had had.

No purple dick, no balls. No trace he had ever been a full male. "Oh my god, it's gone."

He was strangely... elated. He hadn't hated his cock and balls, but he was glad they were gone. They were better in that dude's stomach than between his legs.

"Yeah, it's all gone! And I know a raccoon when I taste one." The door on the side of the booth swung open, and a very familiar boar-coon stepped out from inside. He turned to face Jasper, the grin on his face pausing, faltering momentarily. They recognized each other.

"Jasper?!"

"Bryce.."

Bryce smacked his lips. He was a mess - naked, of course, his chest was coated in Jasper's cum, which was still dribbling down over his pecs and his big, soft belly. The boar grinned bashfully. "Well, shit Jasper, if I'd know that was you, I would have taken my time munching your junk..."

"N-no, it's fine. I um... I think I liked it better that way. It wasn't a special meal... you were just.. h-hungry... and my dick was there, and..."

Bryce chuckled, slipping an arm around Jasper's waist and helping him up. "Yeah, your dick was a real tasty snack. Just like any other hotdog. I really enjoyed eating, it too. Man, is it turning you on to think I ate your junk? Without knowing it was yours?"

Jasper nodded, blushing intently, and Bryce laughed. "Okay, okay. I won't tease, then. Hey, let's go get you a steamed hotdog, huh? And maybe we can talk about, uh... other dinner plans we might have, some day in the future."

And so Bryce and Jasper went off, leaving the tiger booth abandoned... for now. But not for long...