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The crowd's murmuring discussions and the delicate japanese music of the orchestra set the tone for the torch-lit center stage of the snuff fair. A dueling contest was soon to begin, and the two nude contestants were stretching and getting ready on each side while the crowds file in. On the left side was the current champion, a tall oriental dragon, lanky muscles rippling under green and blue scales as he stretches himself out, his arousal peeking free of his sheath. On the right side was the challenger, a chubby raccoon dog or tanuki, performing a few practice swipes with the sword. His fat hide striped of grey, brown and black fur, with his impressive balls dangling proudly between his legs. The crowd's discussions and betting so far was biasing the dragon, but there could always be suprises in store at a snuff fair. The delicate music stopped, letting the crowd quiet down with a few hushes as their attention centered on the stage.

The two contests walked on to the stage proper, bowing to eachother. The announcer taking to the stage, the lion fit in white robes, open to show his aroused maleness before everyone. "We bring here another round of dueling for your entertainment. On the left side we have the wise and true Tai'ra, whose three year winning streak has yet to be broken."

The dragon bowed with a bemused smile, a soft sway of hips to show off his arousal and balls to the crowd. "And over on the right side the brash and brave Yamada, in his first entry to the dueling stage. And although it may not show, he is not a newcomer to the dueling world, having been seen often in our practice arena."

The chubby raccoon dog pats his belly with a contemptous grin, showing off his heavy ballsac and butt as he wags and lifts his tail for the crowd. Getting ready again for the duel to take place as the lion calls out "shall the contestants take their spots on the dueling stage."

The two stepping forward to the markings on the floor. Between them the stage was rusty with stains in the wood from the many years of duels and executions for the crowds. The long katanas that each is wielding have been honed to razor sharpness, both grasping them surely. Both of them quite aroused as they drip pre to the floor in anticipation.

The lion shouts to begin, and the music starts again, quick and tense as the two contestants dash towards eachother. Their balls swaying as swords are leveled into position. The sound of feet padding across the wooden stage. There's a loud clash of steel as they strike. A splash of red as they step past each other. A brandish of swords and hush as the crowd tries to see who won. Then a groan as Yamada slips to his knees, belly splitting open to spill his guts to the floor with a wet squelch and loud cheer of the crowd.

The fatally wounded tanuki struggles to get up, more of his slimy intestines escaping his belly with a squelch, steaming in the cool torchlit night. His breath panting heavily as he struggles himself onto his knees, only to have the dragon press his head down to the blood slick floor with a broad scaled foot, rumbling "it looks like I won again, I guess this will be the third head of yours on my mantle tp display"

Yamada wheezes, panting as he watches more of his bloody intestines escape his wounded form, the crowd hushing again as the music grows quiet once more. "But first, a tanuki should clean my toes to prove my mastery and that he wants to lose his head," hisses the leering dragon, wiggling his scaled, blood stained toes before the tanuki's nose.

The fat male struggling to not whimper, bowing down and painfully bringing his knees in to kneel, opening his lips and begining to lick the victor's toes clean. Kissing those long talons as he struggles for breath, grunting when the dragon's long tail tickles at his arousal, brushing it's messy length for the crowd to see. "Good, mmm, you want to taste these messy toes don't you, just begging for me to take your head. That's it, beg for me before the crowd to chop off that head and place it on my mantle. I know it's what you desire, I can feel it"

The dragon's tail pushing that arousal out a little, to tease more for the crowd's enjoyment and prove indeed he can feel it. Yamada whines softly, suckling the other foot's toes before a quiet whisper, "yes... please, snuff me so I may serve you better as decoration."

He gasps when that tail squeezes his arousal, proving his want even more as the knot swells, while blood oozes out onto the stained stage. A whimper from him as the dragon requests "louder! So all can hear your fate!"

Yamada squirms, struggling to hold his bowed form as he coughs and gasps out to the crowd "Please, snuff me! Make me your decoration! Take my head and place it on your mantle!"

Tai'ra grins widely, leering to the crowd. "Well then, kneel down and hold your head out so that I may take it from you."

He stands up, pressing the tanuki's head down into the bloody floor with a foot for a moment, eliciting groans and whimpers from the weakening oppenent as he smears blood onto his cheeks. Shakily Yamada rises again, his eyes closed, knot fully blossomed, trembling for release of two kinds. The dragon lazily shifting over to the side of the wounded victim, watching him struggle to hold his composure, as well as his neck out for the cold steel.

Tai'ra lifts the blade with a quick flourish before he begins to swing it around from below. The blade whistles faintly as Yamada's eyes tense shut, then a slick crunch is heard as the cold metal cleanly slices flesh, fat and bone. The tanuki's head lifts a little as eyes widen, flopping onto the ground with a thud as he stares at the crowd. His disembowled form jerks as the neck sprays blood, flopping over onto it's side in dying spasms. His cock jetting milky ropes semen onto the pool of blood as his body climaxes in death before the crowd. Tail twitching and thrashing quickly with every shudder and gush of blood from his neck and cum from his cock.

Tai'ra lifts the vanquished foe by his hair, letting him see his body cum onto the floor and his own intestines as it thrashes those last moments. The crowd cheering wildly as Yamada's yellow eyes stare wide for a moment at the spectacle, then slowly losing focus as while his body stills. The dragon teasing his dead victim as he walks off stage slowly, "perhaps next time you'll have some more practice, but for now maybe I'll see if I can fill a whole shelf with your trophies."

The lion stands again, cum visible all over his belly and lap from masturbating, his red cock still firm. "So there you have it! Tai'ra wins again, continuing his streak this year. Perhaps one of you brave souls in the audience will risk his steel to put him down tomorrow? Or shall he continue to gather his trophies from those volunteers foolish enough to face him. We'll have to see who the next challenger will be tomorrow. For now though, there is a brief intermission to clean up the stage, then we will have a trio of vulpine brothers to be beheaded by guillotine at our next show in thirty minutes! Enjoy the fair everyone!"

The crowd slowly gets up to mill about and enjoy the carnal sights and sounds of this festival of death. The various works beginning to gather and clean the corpse of Yamada to be taken away for cooking, while the three lithe foxes are lead up in chains to the backstage, a playful whimper as they watch the beginning of the guillotines be assembled for their public execution. But that would be for another show, for now howver, enjoy the intermission, check out more of the fair and be sure to try the tanuki udon, it's fresh!