# On the island

Author: hooves
Tags: Bison, Castration, M/M, Violence (Not In Yiff), dhole

My first story in Charn's Writing Contest... Big Bison Damon Appleton all star Football player has a run in with another contestant

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Damon trundled down a twisting jungle pathway, surprisingly gracefully for a mountain of muscle. &nbsp;But clad in his gray sweat pants, and powder blue football jersey. &nbsp;He stuck out from the greenery like... well like a thousand pound Bison running through the jungle. &nbsp;The 'Thump thump thump.' of his massive hoof beats on the winding twist path a loud warning to another around. &nbsp;Damon Appleton All-Star Professional Football Player was headed their way, best run and hide or get ready to be neutered. &nbsp;Because this big stud was going to win... it wasn't a matter of money. &nbsp;Damon had more of it than he could ever spend, thanks to his multi-year multimillion dollar contracts. &nbsp;Oh no money had nothing at all to do with this, Damon Appleton was a competitor. &nbsp;A winner... who just liked to win... who almost always won if he really wanted to. &nbsp;

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There had been three other guys in the Helicopter with him, when they had set him down in this remote corner of the Island. &nbsp;Each of them had been released into a different clearing in the jungle, his three local competitors only a few dozen miles away. &nbsp;The instructions had been on the vague side, get to the tower intacted nutting as many other competitors as possible along the way. &nbsp;And then if anyone else made it... nut them as well until your the last male standing. &nbsp;Or in this case the last male swinging... a fat pouch between your leg's. &nbsp;The big shaggy Bison snickered at his own joke as he rounded a curve in the trail. &nbsp;Instantly spotting a huge old log laying across the path, powerful muscles working on finely honed athletic instinct. &nbsp;The big Buffalo leaped atop the log, his huge black hoof sinking into the old rotted wood slightly as his full weight came down. &nbsp;

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The big Bison heard the sound a second later, as he was bounding over the old log. &nbsp;It was a kind of Zinging release of some tightly stretched cord, and then his plant hoof was jerked out from under him. &nbsp;Sending the big Buffalo falling forwards, Damon reached out to catch himself. &nbsp;And then suddenly found his big hands, yanked together as a second snare was triggered. &nbsp;

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"RRRRROROROA." &nbsp;The big Bison screamed as his huge powerful body was suddenly and violently yanked out straight. &nbsp;Suspended by his right ankle and both of his wrists, the all star suddenly found himself &nbsp;dangling helpless. &nbsp;Luckily with his enormous body weight, the big Bison was only held a few feet off the ground. &nbsp;"Son of a Bitch!" &nbsp;Damon screamed angrily, as he bucked and struggled against the tension in those ropes. &nbsp;Glancing around, he could see the springy young tree's that were trying to pull him apart. &nbsp;Reaching down with his free left leg, the big Bison used it to brace himself up. &nbsp;His cloven hoof digging into the muddy ground, as he struggled to gain enough traction to pull himself free.

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'Clap Clap Clap.' &nbsp;Two small paws beat against each other slow, and mockingly as a small form stepped out of the bush. &nbsp;"What a marvelous display of athletic prowess..." &nbsp;The small Dhole chuckled, as he slowly approached the big trapped stud smiling gloatingly.

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"Wha... who the hell?" &nbsp;Damon looked this small rusty colored newcomer over, as he opened a small pack and produced a scalpel. &nbsp;

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"Now why is it... I wonder that the level of size and athletic prowess, is almost always inverse to the amount of intellect." &nbsp;"We were all quite plainly told... that this Island was laced with traps." &nbsp;"And since the point of this game is for the contestants to neuter each other... it only stands to reason that all of the traps would be non lethal." &nbsp;The small rusty colored Dhole set out his cryogenic cooler as he tugged down Damon's plain gray sweat pants. &nbsp;"Ohoo Hoo hahaha... whats this?" &nbsp;Fukuzawa snickered, as he ran a paw over the bright shiny red materiel of the Bison's tightly packed jock strap. &nbsp;"Bright and shiny... soft and smooth... homoerotic eye candy for your teammates no doubt." &nbsp;"Secretly the big Bull... wants to be a Cow... for all his big masculine teammates." &nbsp;

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"You'd better run..." &nbsp;The big Bison snarled, as he trashed and fought against the ropes holding him all splayed out and helpless.

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"Now why would I want to do that?" &nbsp;The handsome young Dhole snickered, as he tugged on the ropes holding Damon. &nbsp;Testing their tension as he examined the springy young tree's that were keeping that tension. &nbsp;"I mean look at all the trouble running through the jungle has gotten you into heh." &nbsp;"Besides I've got to help you out with those secret desires of yours... I'm going to send you back to your testosterone fueled playmates a Steer." &nbsp;"Perhaps not as good as a Cow... but as I understand it... perfectly suited for all their pent up desires... hah." &nbsp;The Dhole smiled, as he slowly tugged the Bison's fat balls out of that shiny red nylon pouch. &nbsp;Watching amused, as the big shaggy black Bovines long cock slowly pushed that pouch out as it stiffened. &nbsp;"Hahaha... you see I'm serious jock boy... I am going to win." &nbsp;The Dhole's small glove clad paw reached down to caress's that fat organ through the soft shiny materiel of Damon's jock strap. &nbsp;"And you... well you are just another loser... luckily it looks like you enjoy losing..." &nbsp;The little Dhole noticed the huge powerful corded muscles of the Bison's back tensing. &nbsp;But attributes it to the fact that the big obviously proud potent male, knew he was about to be neutered. &nbsp;And was setting himself to bare the pain, Fukuzawa starred at those big potent ball's overflowing from his palm. &nbsp;As he readied the scalpel in his other paw, to plunge into that sleek shaved sac. &nbsp;Ignoring the sounds of the ropes creaking and those powerful muscles bunched and strained. &nbsp;Even the movement of those small tree's, couldn't take his eye's off of the shiny blade of his scalpel. &nbsp;As he set it against that smooth warm male flesh, and then his world exploded into movement and pain.

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That big cloven hoof chewing through the damp earth as the big Bison pushed himself forwards, suddenly there was a crackling 'Snap'. &nbsp;And then half of that young tree was flying through the air, as it broke off and was whipped forwards. &nbsp;The big Bison had been worried about getting hit by it... that is until the Dhole had stepped between the tree and his backside. &nbsp;There was a loud 'Thwack' and a brief burning flash of pain, but then the small Dhole was screaming as he was thrown through the air. &nbsp;With the tension released Damon staggered to his hooves and quickly freed his huge hands. &nbsp;And then stomped over to the small Dhole as he lay on the ground cradling his bruised crotch. &nbsp;

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"That limb hit ya right in the jewels?" &nbsp;The big Bison snickered, as he knelt down lifting the Dhole's small paws up over his head. &nbsp;Holding them with in one massive fist, as he spread the small Doctors legs and ripped down his trousers. &nbsp;"Bruised them up pretty bad..." &nbsp;Damon snickered, as he played with those tiny eggs with his thick fingers for a moment. &nbsp;"Not to bad tho'... not like this will." &nbsp;The mighty Buffalo lifted one huge cloven hoof and sneered down at the panicked Dhole. &nbsp;"I hope you're ready to get yer nuts stomped into paste!" &nbsp;That big hoof came down savagely on those tiny orbs... 'CRUNCH!' went the bigger of those two plums. &nbsp;

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"IEIEIEIEIEEEE!" &nbsp;The small rusty red Dhole screamed, his eyes bugging out of his head while he watched that big hoof lift again. &nbsp;"NNNOOOOOOOO." &nbsp;He screamed as that huge cloven hoof came down once again, catching the smaller orb as it had the first. &nbsp;'CRUNCH!'

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The helicopter set down as close to the radio beacon as possible, but it was still a fairly good hike. &nbsp;The guardsmen a tall rough looking German Shepard, and a shorter thick bodied Hog found their subject. &nbsp;Draped over a big old rotten log, the small handsome Dhole was moaning weakly as he slipped in and out of consciousness. &nbsp;The Dhole's bushy tail pushed up over his back his tail hole a gaping cum drooling mess above his deflated sac. &nbsp;The big Hog reached down and fondled that black and blue sac, experimentally feeling the mush of what had once been testicles within. &nbsp;"Crushed... he got both of them..." &nbsp;"Heh chalk one up for the grass eaters." &nbsp;

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"This one was small game..." &nbsp;The big German Shepard chuckled as he checked the marker tag with his scanner. &nbsp;"Just wait until he runs into some real Predator." &nbsp;

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"That should be fun..." &nbsp;The big Hog snickered, as he lean in and licked the Bison's cum off those wide spread thigh's. &nbsp;"I'll clean him up... if you go first." &nbsp;The big Pig grinned, as he lapped around that gaping tail hole. &nbsp;"I like sloppy thirds." &nbsp;He grinned, as the big German Shepard began unbuckling his uniform trousers...

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Source: https://sofurry.com/s/zeRy2GY1