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With a mischievous grin plastered on his face, Silas leapt out of bed and proceeded to strike various provocative poses in front of the full-length mirror. The rabbit felt a sense of excitement course through his veins as today was the last day of tryouts for the school soccer team. He admired his tight muscular body, feeling proud of every curve and dip that adorned it. He flexed his well-defined muscles, watching them ripple under his show white fur. His lean frame boasted broad shoulders that tapered down into a narrow waistline. Heavy testicles hung low between his thighs like two wrecking balls. As Silas posed, they swung back and forth with hypnotic rhythm. But it wasn't just his muscular physique that captivated one's gaze. It was his manhood, already standing at attention despite the lack of any stimulation. His thick uncut shaft towered above him, pulsating gently with each beat of his heart. The bulbous tip glistened with clear fluid from its persistent leakage of precum.

As Silas continued admiring his reflection, the realization dawned on him: he had never felt so confident and powerful before. And this newfound sense of dominance did not come from a species he was born as, but from something much more potent - the power to reduce even the most dominant predator to a trembling mess. Silas fondled his manhood as he recalled the scene from the showers yesterday. He could still see Max's face contorted with anger and humiliation as he scampered away, leaving behind an atmosphere of awkwardness and disbelief.

Max had been so sure of his position as team captain, so confident in his abilities and his right to lead. However, after the humiliating experience yesterday, Silas knew that, Max was going to struggle to maintain any semblance of control or authority. The tiger was now in such a vulnerable position and Silas began to furiously stroke his shaft as he thought about the ways he could take advantage of the situation.

Depraved thoughts began to swirl through Silas's mind, fueled by his desire for dominance and control over the once-intimidating predator. He no longer wanted Max to view him as an equal; instead, he envisioned himself standing above the tiger, forcing him to submit and beg for mercy. He imagined whimpers of defeat escaping from the Max's lips as he mercilessly plunged his rabbit cock deep inside the tiger. Silas felt his pulse quicken as these twisted visions played out in his head, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he furiously stroked his shaft. Silas let out a low growl of pleasure as he exploded all over the bedroom floor, his body writhing uncontrollably under the force of his climax. As he collapsed back onto the bed, the rabbit smiled. There was no doubt in his mind that he would be able to prove himself worthy of being on the team.

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When Silas entered the field, he observed that all the players were stretching and warming up. There was a palpable sense of anxiety among them, as they knew that the coach would be announcing the final team selections later in the day. As the coach began dividing the players into groups for various drills, Silas made sure to pair up with Max whenever possible.

Silas wasted no time putting his plan into action. He used every ounce of strength in his body to push Max off balance, causing him to stumble backward with each collision. His smaller size allowed him to move faster than Max could react, making it almost impossible for him to dodge the tackles coming from all directions.This tactic infuriated Max who found it increasingly difficult to maintain his composure during practice sessions. The tiger knew he was an undeniably superior player, yet somehow the rabbit always managed to keep up with him, matching him stride for stride and move for move. It frustrated Max to no end, especially when he caught glimpses of the outline of Silas' large member through his shorts. The sight made him feel sick to his stomach - a mix of jealousy and revulsion that he couldn't explain.

As the sun began to dip low in the sky, the coach called the team over to explain the next drill. He announced that they would be playing some full-on scrimmages to get a feel for what it would be like during an actual game. He divided the players up into two teams, and as luck would have it, Silas was assigned as a defender while Max was put on the opposite team as a striker. The game was intense from the very beginning, with both teams fighting tooth and nail for every inch of ground. Silas played with fierce determination, using his agility and speed to keep up with the larger and faster predators. He made several crucial tackles and interceptions, preventing the other team from getting any closer to the goal. Meanwhile, Max was doing everything he could to score, darting back and forth across the field, eluding defenders with ease. As the game wore on, it became clear that Silas's team was starting to pull ahead.

With only a few minutes left to play, Max received a great pass from one of his teammates and made a break for the goal. Silas saw him coming and used all his strength and speed to catch up. Just as Max was about to take his shot, Silas launched himself at him, tackling him to the ground. As they tumbled onto the grass, Max couldn't help but notice something hard pressing up against his ass through their shorts. It was the rabbit's cock, stiffening rapidly.

Without missing a beat, Silas took advantage of the situation. He grabbed Max by the waist and pulled him close, positioning himself so that his cock was rubbing up against the older male's ass.

Silas began to grind his hips back and forth, making sure it was covert enough for no one else to notice. He let out a loud and exaggerated moan to tease Max even further. The rabbit enjoyed the way Max's powerful glutes tensed beneath him in fear as the older male writhed underneath him. Silas whispered into his ear "Doesn't it just feel right being underneath me?" his breath hot against the tiger's sensitive fur. Before Max could respond, a piercing sound cut through the air and resonated across the field, signaling the end of practice. All the players started to pack up their things and head towards the locker room. Silas gyrated his hips giving Max one last quick hump before hopping off the tiger and joining the rest of the team.

As Silas stepped into the locker room, he could hear showers running and the mingled voices of his teammates. One of the coaches had given him a nod of approval after the game, commenting on how impressive it was to see such a small rabbit take someone down. The head coach, a large middle-aged Doberman named Coach Marcus, gathered everyone around to make the team announcement. The atmosphere was tense as everyone eagerly awaited the results. Marcus began calling out the names of those who had made the team, and Silas nervously listened for his name.

When Marcus finally announced that Silas had made the team as a right-wing striker, Silas couldn't contain his excitement. Max was the starting player in that same position while Silas was a substitute. His cock began to tingle with excitement at the prospect of playing in the same position as Max. Many people came up to congratulate Silas on making the team, especially since he was the only freshman who made the varsity team. Silas smiled and thanked everyone, but his mind was already racing with thoughts about finding Max.

Silas scanned the shower, looking for any sign of Max. He spotted some familiar faces in the showers but still no Max. The tiger had been conspicuously absent from the showers since their dramatic incident yesterday. He moved over to the lockers, checking each one to see if the player he was looking for was nearby. Finally, he spotted something glinting in the light. It was Max's gold necklace, hanging from a hook near the bathroom door. Silas felt a rush of excitement as he approached the bathroom. He pushed open the door and stepped inside, catching sight of Max standing at the urinal.

As Silas stepped up to the urinal next to the towering tiger, he pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, exposing his stiffening cock to the cold air of the locker room. The rabbit took a deep breath, before letting loose with a hot, steady stream of pee. Silas made sure to sigh loudly as he did so, drawing attention to himself and ensuring that the tiger couldn't ignore the rabbit standing beside him with his pants around his ankles. The big cat's ears twitched in irritation but remained silent.

Silas was undeterred, still determined to get a reaction out of the feline. The rabbit peered into the predator's urinal and got a quick glance at the feline's manhood. "Oh," Silas remarked "So you do have one". Max let out a low growl. The rabbit could see the fur on the back of Max's neck standing up in anger, his toned muscles flexing through his shirt as if he were ready to pounce. But Silas pressed on "What are you doing here anyways? Shouldn't the team captain be showering with the rest of the team?"

Max snapped, "Shut the FUCK up." His face was bright red in anger as he glared at Silas. The freshman stepped back, calmly putting on his pants as he stood his ground against the angry feline.

"Get the FUCK out of here, you FUCKING FAGGOT," Max spat. "I will FUCKING KILL YOU."

Silas hesitated for a moment, "I-- I will..." before Max could finish, coach Marcus quickly came over and broke them apart.

"What the hell is going on here?" He demanded. Max stammered

"This fucking rabbit is...", but the coach cut him off, telling Silas to go change while he talked with Max.

Silas hastily exited the room, trying to suppress his laughter in the aftermath of the tiger's awkward and embarrassing tantrum.

Max stammered "I'm sorry coach, he.."

"I don't want to hear it." The coach interrupted, "He is a freshman, I know kids can be immature, but you are the team captain and you need to act like one."

The coach continued. "This isn't just some random herbivore. He is going to be a valuable asset to the team, I already decided to put him on the varsity team"

Max gasped in disbelief. "WHAT? You can't be serious. A herbivore?! A damn herbivore?! He will get KILLED out there! How do you expect us to win games with him on our team?"

"Calm down, Max," Coach Donovan warned. "Silas showed me that he can keep up with the rest of you guys during practice." Coach Donovan said firmly, silencing any further protests from the team captain. "I've made my decision and that is final."

Tears started to form in Max's eyes as he struggled to contain his frustration, "I have to deal with that freak all year?" He muttered to himself.

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The following week, when practice sessions commenced, Max soberly stepped onto the field for practice. He feels a sense of dread washing over him. He knows Silas will continue to harass him incessantly, making it almost impossible for him to focus on the game.

Silas smirks as he watches Max approach. With a mocking tone, he greets the larger man, saying, "Hey there, big guy. "As Silas speaks, he gestures towards Max's pants, "And little guy," an obvious jab at the size of the tiger's dick.

Max clenches his fists at the insult but tries to keep his cool. He knows that causing a scene over the younger rabbit's remarks would only make him look bad, so he does his best to ignore the taunt and focus on his warm-up drills. But as practice progresses, it becomes increasingly difficult for Max to block out Silas' relentless harassment. The rabbit seems determined to push every button he can find, whispering disparaging comments in Max's ear whenever they come face-to-face and even going so far as to pinch his ass or touch his cock through his shorts when no one else is looking.

Max tries his best to maintain composure, but the constant barrage of badgering from Silas has taken its toll on him. He can feel his muscles tensing up every time Silas gets too close, and it has become harder and harder for him to stay focused on the game.

Finally, after an hour of relentless harassment, Silas crosses a line that Max cannot ignore. As they prepare for their final drill of the day, Silas sneaks up behind Max and slides his hands down the back of his shorts. Before Max can react, the rabbit has already managed to stick two fingers between Max's cheeks and gently massage his asshole, causing the tiger to cry out in shock.

As soon as Silas removes his fingers, Max spins around and glares at him with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. His face turns bright red as he tries to suppress his rising frustration. He tightens his grip on his fist, squeezing it until the knuckles turn white. Taking a deep breath, It dawns on him that he has a decision to make: he can continue to let this freshman torment him for the entirety of the school year, or he can stand up to him and teach him a lesson he won't soon forget.

With a steely determination in his eyes, Max spoke, his voice shaking with rage.

"You little faggot puffball," he snarls, pointing a finger at Silas. "Meet me in the locker room in five minutes, or you're dead." And then he saunters off, leaving Silas alone on the field.

Silas watches him go, a smirk playing on his lips. The rabbit was not afraid of a fight, he relished another opportunity to assert his dominance over the tiger.

After the drill ended, Silas confidently strode into the dimly lit locker room. The muscles on his toned body flexed with each step as he moved gracefully towards his locker. As Silas approached his destination, he caught sight of Max out of the corner of his eye. Max lunged at him with surprising speed, but, Silas was quicker and deftly sidestepped the tiger's sudden attack. With incredible agility, Silas spun around just in time to see Max crash face first into a locker.

In a swift motion, Silas reached out and grabbed the tiger's shorts firmly in both hands. He then proceeded to pull them down forcefully, exposing the tiger's vulnerable rear in one swift move. Without skipping a beat, the rabbit reached for the tiger's underwear, wrapping his fingers around the waistband and yanking it upwards with an incredible force. Max let out a scream of pure agony as the unrelenting pressure pressed firmly against his most delicate and sensitive areas. Gritting his teeth, he tried to remain as stoic as possible while attempting to assert dominance over the smaller creature by growling menacingly,

"I'll kill you!" However, his words were quickly drowned out by another piercing cry that escaped from his lips as the tight fabric continued to rise higher and higher, exposing more and more of his snow-white ass.

"You are going to get in so much trouble," Max growled, trying to sound menacing despite the obvious fear in his eyes. Sweat dripped down his face as he desperately tried to free himself from the crushing grip of the rabbit's determined paws. But it was no use - the rabbit was relentless in his assault.

"Get in trouble?" The rabbit laughed, still gripping onto the tiger's underwear for dear life. "Didn't you come here to try and kick my ass?"

Max's face was beet red from the pain and humiliation, and yet he couldn't help but feel even more ashamed as the fabric dug deeper and deeper into his sensitive parts.

"No," Max lied, trying to sound calm and collected despite the fact that he was on the verge of tears.

"No? Then what exactly did you plan to do here?" The rabbit grinned wickedly, clearly enjoying the torment he was inflicting upon his helpless prey.

Silas pulled harder, until the low sound of ripping fabric filled the air. Max screamed in agony, his eyes filling with tears as he felt the fabric cutting him off at the knees.

"I wanted to apologize," Max choked out, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his own heartbeat.

The rabbit laughed again, this time louder and more triumphant than before. With one final, brutal tug, the fabric ripped apart completely, leaving Silas the ruined remains of his rival's underwear clutched tightly in his hands.

The tiger collapsed to the ground, his body trembling from the embarrassment and pain. The short freshman rabbit towered over the prostrate tiger, exuding an air of supremacy.

"Well?" Silas sneered, leaning back against the locker room wall, "I'm waiting."

Max hesitated for a moment, swallowing hard before finally speaking up. "I'm sorry," he muttered, looking down at his feet as if hoping to escape from Silas' gaze entirely. "For the way that I treated you, and for not believing in your abilities more than I did. And I think it's commendable that someone like you, who was never supposed to make it, managed to overcome all those obstacles and become so successful."

"Aww, how touching," Silas laughed as he mockingly wiped away imaginary tears from his eyes.

"Just kidding! I don't fucking care" he spat out with contempt.

"You're a fraud. A weak, insecure, pathetic virgin. I don't believe a word you say. You really thought that you could dominate me? You can't even dominate your herbivore girlfriend when she begs for it."

The rabbit could feel its heart pounding wildly as it watched Max's face twist into an expression of pain and humiliation. He felt like a shark who had just caught its first taste of blood in the water. There was no sense of sympathy or empathy in his voice. He only had one thing on his mind. He was going to make this tiger his bitch. He was going to eat this cat alive. The thought flashed through the rabbit's head: Is this what it feels like to be a predator?

As the rabbit looked down at its opponent, it knew what needed to be done. "The only apology I'll accept from someone like you..." The rabbit paused dramatically as it pulled down its pants and underwear in one swift motion.

"Is the one where you wrap your big, dick-sucking lips around my fat cock."

Max's heart sank with dread as he took in the sight of the rabbit's manhood. The sheer size of it was overwhelming - it towered before him like a godly serpent, Its thick shaft pulsated with an unholy power, radiating an aura of dominance and control. Droplets of precum seeped out from beneath its monstrous foreskin, pooling into a gooey puddle on the floor below. It was truly the most intimidating sight Max had ever laid his eyes upon. His mind raced as he desperately tried to concoct a plan of action, but deep down, he knew that there was no escape from this humiliation. Without even realizing it, Max found himself kneeling down before the triumphant rabbit, feeling as though he was being drawn towards it by some irresistible force. he prepared to pay homage to the creature who had so effortlessly brought him to his knees.

Slowly, hesitantly, he reached out and wrapped his hand around the rabbit's penis. It was warm to the touch, soft yet impossibly hard like a hot steel rod. Each time Max moved his hand up and down, the foreskin would glide back and forth over the swollen head of Silas' penis, revealing the network of thick, dark blue and crimson veins beneath the surface. Max could feel how hot Silas' cock was becoming against his palm, and as he continued to stroke it slowly.

"Go ahead," Silas commanded, gesturing towards his manhood. "Give it a kiss. I think this is going to be the start of a long relationship between you two" Silas purred.

Max felt his face heat up with a mixture of embarrassment and anger. The idea of getting intimate with this monstrosity made his stomach churn, but as the appendage pulsed at him menacingly, he knew he had no choice. Taking a deep breath, Max mustered up all his courage and slowly approached the Rabbit's member. The intense odor of musk and sweat assaulted his nostrils, overwhelming his senses as he drew nearer to the animal's groin. This sensation was unlike anything he had ever encountered before; it was simultaneously powerful, enthralling, and deeply unsettling. Slowly, hesitantly, he opened his mouth wide and began to lean in closer and closer towards the rabbit's penis.

As soon as the tiger's tongue met the sensitive tip of the rabbit's cock, he instinctively pulled back in shock. The taste that hit his tongue was unlike anything he had ever experienced before - pungent, bitter and with a strong undercurrent of masculine dominance. It was overwhelming, causing his stomach to churn and his throat to constrict involuntarily. Struggling to suppress his gag reflex, he retreated quickly from the rabbit's genitals.

The rabbit, crossing his arms over his chest, looked down at Max with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "Oh come on," he sneered. "You call that a kiss? Pathetic. Kiss it like a man."

In spite of everything that had transpired between them, a strange surge of determination coursed through Max's body. He wanted to prove to Silas that he could exemplify qualities of true masculinity, even if it was done so by sucking cock. With renewed resolve, he opened his mouth wide and planted a fervent French kiss on the very tip of the rabbit's penis. His mind was foggy, making it difficult for him to focus on anything other than the task at hand. Slowly but surely, he used his tongue to explore the thick folds of skin encircling the rabbit's cockhead. As he continued sucking and licking on the head of the penis, he made every effort to draw as much precum as possible into his mouth. The sensation that washed over him was indescribable. The taste that filled his senses was absolutely abhorrent, yet strangely compelling. It was as if every fiber of his being craved more, even as his instincts screamed for mercy.

"God!" Silas moaned. "You are so good at this. You were made to suck herbivore cock."

As Max paid homage to the serpentine monster in front of him, he found own cock was betraying him, growing stiffer with every stroke of his tongue. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the reality of the situation, wishing he could just disappear.

Suddenly, Max felt a large, rough hand descend upon the top of his head, fingers intertwined with the strands of his hair. "Stop," Silas commanded, his voice low and intimidating. "Get up." The tiger blinked several times in surprise before slowly standing upright, bending his knees slightly so that his eyes were level with Silas'.

Silas reached out to grasp both of their erect cocks firmly in his grip. Max recoiled involuntarily from the unexpected sensation - the feeling of the rabbit's thick, pulsating penis pressing against his own sent a shiver down his spine. It was like being wrapped up in the coils of a deadly snake. the sheer size and strength of it overwhelming any sense of self-preservation that Max might have had. He could feel Silas' heartbeat pulsing through the flesh of the rabbit cock straight in to his own.

Max closed his eyes and whimpered as he could feel the rabbit's hot precum start to drip onto his shaft.

Silas stepped back, releasing his hold on the tiger's cock. Max looked down at himself, feeling a mixture of shock and humiliation wash over him. His cock was nothing compared to Silas' - It was almost half the size, lacking the thick, ropy veins that covered Silas' monstrous manhood. The sense of inferiority was crushing; Max couldn't help but feel like he was defective being so massively outgunned by the young herbivore. He swallowed hard, trying to force back the tears that threatened to spill from his eyes.

Silas kept his gaze fixed on Max, taking in every subtle nuance of the feline's expression. He knew that no words needed to be said. The way his whiskers quivered with every breath told Silas that Max was struggling to keep his composure. He could almost taste the humiliation that radiated off him in waves. It was delicious, intoxicating. Seeing Max in this state of exposure stirred up something primal within him, an almost predatory instinct.

Without giving any warning, Silas pressed his lips forcefully against Max's, completely disregarding any sense of personal space between them. Caught off guard by this sudden intrusion, Max's head snapped back involuntarily as he tried to regain his footing. However, Silas' robust arms quickly encircled him, providing preventing him from falling over.

Seizing the opportunity, Silas launched himself even further into Max's territory, invading his oral cavity with his own tongue. With rapid precision, it slid past the sharp teeth of the tiger, delving deeper and deeper inside until it reached the very back of his throat. As if embarking on an exploratory mission, Silas' tongue weaved its way through each nook and cranny within Max's mouth, brushing up against every single one of his sharp but harmless fangs.

Silas took control over the larger tiger by wrangling his tongue into submission. His strong jaw clenched down tightly as he suckled on Max's tongue, forcing it to contort and twist within his mouth. The entire time, Silas maintained an unwavering intensity, as if daring Max to challenge his authority.

As the saliva from the rabbit's tongue began to trickle into Max's mouth, he couldn't help but feel repulsed by the thought of what was happening. This wasn't an expression of love or even passion - it was a display of absolute power

As Max collapsed onto the ground beneath him, Silas wasted no time in asserting his dominance over the tiger. Crawling forward on all fours, the smaller rabbit positioned his cock directly above the older male's face, letting loose a steady stream of precum that dripped down onto Max's lips.

The sensation of being covered in another male's essence made the tiger recoil instinctively, but Silas pressed onward, forcing him to accept it. With one push, Silas buried his cock between Max's lips, filling his entire field of vision with nothing but the rabbit's dense white pubic hair and the muscular contours of the younger herbivore's body.

Silas' eyes were narrowed in concentration as he pushed harder and deeper, determined to break through any lingering resistance left within the tiger's weakened defenses.

Max could scarcely believe what was happening to him. It felt like he was being invaded by something far more potent than mere flesh and blood - this was an act of pure animalistic aggression, fueled by decades of pent-up frustration and resentment between predators and herbivores.

He struggled to keep up with the relentless barrage of cock now assaulting his insides, but it quickly became apparent that this was a losing battle. Despite his best efforts to maintain control over his own body, Silas' thick shaft easily overpowered his feeble defenses, forcing its way past his gag reflex and deep into the uncharted depths of his throat.

Silas began to thrust forward violently, driving his massive penis deep into the tiger's throat. His hips bucked wildly as he pumped his cock in and out of Max's mouth, each movement growing more forceful than the last.

Disgusting watery noises filled the air as Max's lips stretched wide around the base of Silas' penis, desperately trying to accommodate the massive girth of the rabbit's monstrous shaft. And still, there seemed to be no end to the relentless pounding that continued unabated.

With each violent thrust, Max found himself sinking further and further beneath the surface of sheer, unadulterated humiliation.

"You love it, don't you?" Silas sneered, watching intently as his heavy ball sac crashed against the tiger's chin. "You love this rabbit cock."

He closed his eyes and surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming sensation of being consumed, body and soul, by the merciless fury of the rabbit before him. In that moment, all sense of self-preservation vanished, leaving only a depraved desire to please this terrifying creature in any way possible.

As Silas continued to thrust deep into the tiger's throat, it became clear that he was rapidly approaching the point of no return. His breathing grew ragged, and his hips bucked faster and harder with each passing moment.

"I'm going to cum," he grunted between clenched teeth, squeezing his eyes shut as if bracing himself for the impending explosion. "You are going to swallow ALL of it, Max. I don't want to see a single drop."

The rabbit's words hung heavy in the air around them, punctuated by the sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh. As Silas picked up speed, his humping became increasingly frantic - a clear indication that the smaller male was close to reaching his peak.

With a roar, Silas finally came undone, unleashing a torrent of hot, sticky liquid straight down the tiger's eager throat. The sensation of being filled to the brim with another male's essence was overwhelming; Max could feel the muscles in his throat contracting involuntarily as they worked to accommodate the deluge of fluid pouring forth from Silas' cockhead. The younger male deeper, ensuring that there would be no resistance in accepting this final act of dominance.

Silas, completely unhinged in his state of ecstasy and dominance, began to scream out incoherent phrases as he continued to pump every last drop of cum directly into the tiger's mouth.

"YES. YES. YES. Take my bunny batter you pussy cat!"

Max could feel the rabbit's large ball sac convulsing on his chin, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he struggled to keep up with the relentless barrage of semen filling his oral cavity. Despite his best efforts, there was simply too much, way more than he could handle. The tiger felt an increasing sense of desperation as the overflow spilled forth from between his lips, filling the room with its guttural symphony as he spurted out cum.

As the rabbit's body convulsed uncontrollably, his enormous cock erupted with an intense burst of blazing hot jizz, unleashing wave after wave of greasy white liquid into his bitch beneath him. The rabbit gazed back, noticing that the defeated male was now cupping and gently kneading his heavy swollen testicles, trying to coax out more cum from them. His breath came in short, shallow gasps, each one more ragged than the last, as he savored every single moment of his climax.,Eventually, the sensation started to wane, replaced by a slow trickle of calmness that washed over him. As he opened his eyes slowly, the reality of what had just transpired between them began to sink in. Even as his heart rate returned to its usual steady rhythm, there was still a sense of euphoria lingering within him.

Turning his attention back to the scene in below him, he noticed that the tiger was still on his back, doing everything in his power to lap up every drop of the rabbit's load that escaped his throat. The sight of it made something dark and twisted stir inside of him - something dark and twisted that he struggled to comprehend. It was as if witnessing this act of submission only fueled his own desire to dominate the tiger and make it suffer in ways he could only imagine. The feeling was overwhelming and terrifying all at once, leaving him both exhilarated and horrified at what his mind was conjuring up.

With a sadistic smile, the rabbit bent down and allowed his freshly spent penis to sway teasingly just inches away from the tiger's face. "This is how you dominate a bitch, pussycat. Take notes" he breathed softly,

The tiger glanced up at him with a mixture of anger and desperation in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do now; he had already given in to the irresistible allure of rabbit cock. And so, he continued to lick and suck on the rabbit's still-swollen penis, hoping against hope that somehow this humiliating ordeal would be worth it in the end.

Silas simply laughed at his pitiful display before bending over to pull on his pants. "You can thank me later," he said dismissively as he prepared to leave the locker room.

But just as he was about to walk out the door, he heard something unexpected: a soft, almost hesitant voice calling out from behind him. "Wait."

"Look, I know that you hate predators. And I know that I was really awful to you, but..." Max swallowed and looked at the rabbit hopefully.

"Can't we just put all of this behind us? There doesn't have to be this herbivore and predator dynamic. We are on the same team! We can work together, not as herbivores and predators but as two men. Two equals". Max pleaded passionately.

Silas snorted derisively at him. "No," he said flatly, with absolutely no hesitation. "You are not my equal. And you are certainly no man."

Silas continued, his eyes glinting with cruel amusement. With each word, his voice grew louder and more intense, daring the tiger to challenge him or defend himself from the accusations being hurled at him

"In fact I consider it my duty as a real man to ruin you, and to ruin you completely. It's an affront to manhood that you get to go around pretending to be man. A fraudulent 'alpha male predator'"

Max just sat there, stunned, Silas' insane words twisted his head around in further spirals of shame and despair. He looked up into those cold blue eyes, searching desperately for some sign of mercy or compassion. But he found none - only a burning intensity that threatened to consume him whole. And yet, despite it all, he could not bring himself to look away. There was something magnetic about this young rabbit, something that both repulsed and fascinated him at the same time.

Silas continued speaking quickly, his voice dripping with malice, giving Max no time to react:

"I am going to take everything from you."

"I am going to take your starting position on the team."

"I am going to take your girl."

"and once I am done with that..."

the rabbit paused dramatically, savoring the moment of suspense.

"I am gonna take your virginity."

Max involuntarily clenched his hindquarters as he heard those words.

"Yup. That's right" Silas grinned.

"I am going to pop your cherry tiger boy. I am going to fuck your ass so hard that you won't be able to stand. I am gonna cum so deep inside your tail hole that it will mark you permanently. You will never be able to get it out. You will always reek of rabbit semen. Whenever you walk into a room everyone will know. They will know you are a bitch. A rabbit's bitch."

Max felt his face flush red with anger at the thought of being violated by this arrogant freshman herbivore.

"I'll never let that happen," he spat, trying to sound confident despite the fear coursing through his veins. The way Silas looked at him - with such cold, calculating eyes - sent chills down his spine. It was as if the rabbit could see straight into his soul, peeling back all of the layers of bravado and confidence that Max had spent years building up around himself.

"Yes you will. You will let it happen just like you let this happen. You will bend over and spread those cheeks for me pussycat. I am sure of it". Silas said.

As Silas sauntered away from him, the sound of each confident step seemed to echo through the locker room, taunting Max with its brazenness. The stench of sweat and sex lingered in the air, making it difficult for him to breathe properly. His heart pounded against his chest like a caged animal, desperately seeking escape from this twisted nightmare. The realization that his life had been completely upended in just a few moments was too much to bear.

It seemed like just a week ago he had been living a normal life, free from any kind of scandal or shame. Now, here he was, covered in rabbit fluids, having given in to temptation and allowed himself to be used like a plaything.

He could still taste the bitter remnants of the freshman's salty essence coating the insides of his mouth. It was an acquired taste, one that he would never admit to developing a liking for. And yet, here he was, standing alone in the dimly lit locker room, his fingers wrapped tightly around the base of his cock as he stroked it back and forth. He couldn't believe what he was doing. He had never masturbated while thinking about another guy. Eventually, he reached the point of no return, his cock spasming as he climaxed with a loud grunt. A few pitiful spurts of cum landed on his chest, mingling with the remnants of the rabbit's load. The shameful orgasm only intensified as he looked down at the insignificant amount he had produced.

He couldn't help but feel a profound sense of shame washing over him as tears began to pour down Max's face. He felt like he was losing control of himself, losing everything that made him who he was. His eyes stung from the salty liquid, blurring his vision. The thought of having to face himself in the mirror filled him with dread; he felt unworthy of even looking at his own reflection. It was almost as if he could already see the judgmental glare in his own eyes. There was no one to offer him words of comfort, no one he could go to for help. Deep down, he knew he would have to face this fight on his own.