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Three Feminine Boys

The deal had been set with a handshake and a nod between the three: Sprinkles the raccoon, Sundae the rabbit, and Cupcake the red panda--of course these weren't their real names. But new names were part of the game. A fun new name for a fun new identity.

"From here on until the end of the party tonight, we are three gals looking for a good time. Whoever convinces the first dude to hookup and seals the deal in the bedroom is the winner. Anything goes--except they can't know you're a boy."

"But what about--"

"They can figure it out only once you're both in the bedroom," Sundae clarified for Cupcake's benefit. "From there, you gotta convince them to fuck you anyways."

"But how do we do that?" Sprinkles complained.

"You'll have to convince them it doesn't matter--or get them drunk enough to not care." Sundae looked at his phone to get the time. "We've got... a little less than two hours to meet back up here, dressed and ready for the party."

"So what I'm hearing is that we're going on a quick shopping spree?" Cupcake said with a giggle.

Sprinkles shook his head woefully. "Why did I sign up for this..."

"Cause it'll be fun!" Sundae told the raccoon. "Come on guys, this'll be a good time, I'm sure of it!"

"Fine--you're just lucky I'm confident enough in my fat ass to take the win!"

"As if you're gonna win anything sprinkles," taunted cupcake, sticking his tongue out as an added insult.

Sundae clapped his hands together to get the other's attention. "Alright! Everyone has until six o'clock to get their asses back here, so hop to it!"

---

"Okay... we step out on three..."

"Two..."

"...One!"

The three cross-dressed college boys all came out of their respective changing rooms to see one another for the first time. Each of them took a good look at one another, then had another look just for good measure.

"Damn... I've got some competition," muttered Sundae.

"You didn't really think you'd win that easily, did ya?" laughed Cupcake.

"I mean yeah, I kinda did--you guys usually dress like slobs so much that I didn't realize you could pull off... this!"

Sprinkles waved his small, white-furred hands at Cupcake and Sprinkles both. The two really had undergone a glow up; Sprinkles had forsaken the hoodie, jeans, and worn-out tennis shoes for a pair of tight shorts, a loose-hanging crop top, and high heels that could tame any jock on campus.

Cupcake had chosen a look that sort of was the feminine equivalent of his usual: jean shorts, a tight-fitting long sleeve that pronounced his stuffed bra, and black boots that run up to his calf. On top of all that, he'd even gotten his hair cut and styled, looking like he'd always had a fantastic head of long and silky fur.

Sundae went for the cute, innocent look that just teetered on slutty; a V-neck sweater was topped by a choker around his neck, and a short skirt was paired with pink striped thigh highs and brand-new shoes of a similar shade.

"Lookin' gooood ladies," commented the snickering panda. He sauntered over to Sprinkles and reached his hands out to the raccoon's exposed midriff. "Don't mind if I do..."

Sprinkles smacked the hands away with a growl. "Hey--we're supposed to get the attention of other dudes, NOT each other!"

"Awww, you're no fun~"

"Come on lovebirds, let's get the party on the road," said Sundae, antsy to start the night of fun.

The three slipped out the apartment and made the short trip to the party house--really a frat house on its last legs, but still functioning enough to hold a weekend rager, and it was certainly raging; lights flashing and speakers booming out each open window, this was a certified banger of a party.

Cupcake had his face pressed up against the back window's glass of Sundae's car. "Damn, they are really going all out..."

"Yeah they fucking did, and we better get in there before it gets shut down!" Sundae said. He turned his body to face the other two. "From here on, the game is officially on. Remember: get them to fuck you and you win--oh, and pics or it didn't happen."

Sprinkles did a double-take of the rabbit's words. "Pictures? You never said anything about pictures!"

"Oopsies... guess it's a new rule teehee!"

"Eugh--don't ever do cutie talk ever again," the raccoon said in a repulsed tone.

"I bet he secretly likes it hehehe," piped up Cupcake from the backseat.

"I'm getting out of here if you guys are gonna start grilling me..."

"We're all getting out anyways, dummy." Sundae nodded to the two others with a grin plastered on his face. "No hard feelings when I win, right?"

"Not if I got something to say about it!" Cupcake exclaimed with a high-pitched giddiness.

"Ain't no one winning but me!" Sprinkles barked out.

Sundae chuckled at the odd sight they were. Three dudes that normally didn't have a lick of cutesiness between them, now all dressed up to be the sluttiest chicks on campus. This would definitely be a night to remember for the rest of their lives.

"Alright... Then may the best femboy win."

---

"Fucking... ehh, damnit..."

Sundae covered his eyes from the sudden and blinding light that scorched his bloodshot eyes. Footsteps approached wherever he was laying, and a kick got him in his lower back.

"Get up Suuundaeee!"

"Fuck off Reiss..."

"Nuh uh--it's Sprinkles, remember? And Sprinkles is here to claim his victory, so get the hell up sleepyhead!" The raccoon prodded another time at the prone rabbit. The sharp claws were enough to get Sundae up and moving.

"Alright, alright. I'm up! Poke me again with those grubby paws and I'll shoving my paw up your ass."

"Not a ladylike thing to say," Sprinkles answered in a giggly fit.

"What are you... oh."

Sundae was still in his party clothes--the same slutty outfit that he'd worn for the game they'd played. They were a little worse for wear after the night out; his thigh-highs were below his calves, and his sweater smelled of spilt beer--most likely the same beer that was giving him a splitting headache. Worst of all was the sticky feeling in his underwear. Looking at what it was, he realized it was all over his skirt, too. A sticky, white substance that could only be...

"Oh shit--I got fucked in the ass..."

"Well yeah," said Sprinkles. "Isn't that what the goal was last night?"

"Yeah..." Sundae slowly agreed. "Damn, I need a shower bad."

"You can do that back at the apartment; Cupcake is waiting outside in the car to take us back."

"The car...?"

"This is the frat house, dummy." Sprinkles smiled as realization dawned on the rabbit's face. "Didn't expect to pass out with an ass full of cum at the party, did ya? Heehee, you really did go all out."

Sundae scowled at the raccoon. "I feel like shit is what you mean by that."

"And you look like shit, too."

"Maybe I'll kick your ass anyways..."

The two went down the stairway and out the front door of the trashed frat house--dodging other drunks and a few piles of mystery liquids as they did so--to hop into Cupcake's car parked on the sidewalk. Cupcake gave Sundae the same judgy once over as Sprinkles did, both of them dressed in their everyday wear and looking like they had a perfect night's sleep. Sundae didn't care what they or anyone else that caught sight of him thought--so long as he could get back into some normal clothes as soon as possible.

The shower felt as heavenly as he'd imagined it, and a few sugary drinks was enough to get his brain from pounding-on-the-door angry to the equivalent of a thunderstorm rolling by overhead. The other two were chitchatting on his couch about what they remembered of last night.

"...And after he took me to his car, he got me down in the backseat and started talking dirty to me, which was a surprise 'cause he didn't seem like that kinda dude, but I was totally into it."

There was no doubt to the raccoon's story being truthful. From the way he was gushing over the details, the dreamy stars in his eyes, and the happy swishing of his bushy tail, there was simply no way Sprinkles could pull off such an act, but just to be sure...

"And the evidence?"

Sure enough, he whipped his phone out to share a picture on the screen, and on it was all the evidence he needed: it was him with his panties around his ankles, and in between his spread legs was another guy's lower body. More importantly, perfectly shot in the middle was a fully erect canine cock, lined up and ready to spear Sprinkle's tailhole.

"It was a bit awkward in the space to take the shot, and I figured he didn't want his face in it--but we made it work!" The raccoon face was beaming with pride at the photo of his cute body prepping to take it in the rear. He goes to point out the timestamp of the picture. "And look--not even two hours after we got there. Cupcake and I have already been talking about it, and I already know I beat him! Plus he totally cheated."

Cupcake groaned. "I did not cheat!"

"Did too!"

"Wait, what did you do?" Sundae asked the red panda.

"Nothing wrong at all--I sucked off the guy I was with last night, which SOMEONE thinks that doesn't count!"

"It doesn't!" complained Sprinkles. "He needed to go all the way, like we did!"

"No, no, I'll allow it," Sundae decided, waving a dismissive hand at the riled-up raccoon. "I'll allow it... as long as you spill the beans."

"F-fine..."

Cupcake pulled out his phone and, as soon as he enters his lock screen code, his photo evidence popped right up. Front and center in the picture was Cupcake, with his lips around one generously sized penis. It was long and fiery and a creamy orange that spread along the dude's inner thighs and up his tummy. The picture was angled from the top down, and since Cupcake's hands were busy juggling heavy nuts in the shot, it was obvious that the stud he'd pulled last night had also been the photographer.

"So, yeah we got to talking at the party. He was getting grabby, so I knew what he was wanting. So I lead him off to a room--the basement, actually, and he dropped his pants immediately, sitting down on a nearby box. Gave me a look that basically told me I was in charge of sucking it, so I did that..." The red panda was pulling at his shirt, but out of embarrassment... or was it arousal? "I-I swallowed. He liked that, but he left after that--told me he needed to be somewhere, but I'm not sure if that was an excuse or not..."

"Didn't you say that you got his number?" Sprinkles asked.

"Yeah! I did, and I texted him, and he did respond. So maybe there will be something happening later this weekend?"

Sundae was grinning from floppy ear to ear. "Aww! Little panda has a date planned!"

Cupcake buried his face into his fuzzy paws to get away from Sundae's smirk.

"Still didn't beat me though," said Sprinkles. "Beat him by an hour and change. So if you don't have a picture at a date quicker than mine, then I guess I'll be this game's big winner!"

"Not so fast! Gimme a second to look..."

Sundae slipped his phone out and immediately noticed a few missed messages from another friend of his named Caitie, a girl he'd dated for a bit but eventually settled on being friends instead. The last message was simply a string of question marks, which was odd... but he could look at it after he checked his photos. A few clicks pulled up his album, and...

Nothing.

"Huh? There's... not anything here..."

"Hah! Even better--no picture, no chance of winning!" gloated the raccoon, ready to call it right then and there.

"Hold on, hold on. There's gotta be an explanation..." Sundae checks the album again, then goes to the deleted images, but still finds nothing. "I swore that I remember pictures being taken..."

"Surprised you'd remember anything at all, considering you were probably drunk as a skunk last night."

"No. I remember..." Sundae finally goes to check his messages, starting with the dozen from his friend. "...Oh. Oh no."

Cupcake and Sprinkles tilt their heads to him. "Oh no?"

"Check--Cait says to check the college social media feed..."

All three stare at one another as they soak in that info, and in an instant, all three are absorbed into their phones, clicking away at the screens. It only took less than a minute for them to figure out exactly what Caitie was adamant to get his attention about.

"Holy shit dude! You're top of the feed for the party last night!"

"I... I am... and I'm--"

"Surrounded by four cocks while getting railed by a fifth?" Cupcake finished for the rabbit. "What the hell did you do to get that much attention?!"

"I don't know! I just was partying, feeling cute, playing around, and... I don't remember past a few drinks in." Sundae kept staring at the photo on the front page of the feed. It was a kind of horrific admiration for the rabbit laying on his back, face fully exposed to the flash of the phone camera. That face was loving it. Tongue out and eyes glazed. Tiny dick and balls fully out on display underneath his lifted skirt, partially stained by the spent jizz of the cocks surrounding him. He was completely exposed to the whole campus--in what had to be the most humiliating way.

"Look at that time though!" Cupcake pointed to the post date, then shoved a finger at Sprinkles. "Twelve minutes before his photo was taken--which means you won!"

"Yeah. Great..." Sundae muttered under his breath. He couldn't help but notice the likes on the post continuing to rapidly increase as people started to hop on the app.

"At least I won something out of this..."