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A Knotty Video ((AKV))

The camera blinked to life, focusing erratically in a dimly lit attic. In the background a pile of electronics collect dust in scattered boxes boxes. In the foreground there is a tall stool that stands empty. A large amount of plastic sheeting has been messily spread out beneath it. A lone light casts long shadows from somewhere behind the camera. There is a quiet giggling from off camera, a boy's voice first, "Are you sure your dad isn't gonna be mad we borrowed his camera?"

"Of course not! He'll love the surprise waiting for him when we leave it in the VCR!" answers another boy with a slightly higher pitched voice.

Both chuckle as the first person responds, "Wow, that's crazy. My dad would kill me if I did something like that. Of course you don't need to worry, you're about to get killed yourself." The camera remains still for a moment, neither of the boys seen. Then a shadow of a colt appears in the video, the camera being shifted around by him. The second voice asks, "Hey? I thought we agreed we got the best spot already?"

The camera goes back and forth a few feet, zooming in and out strangely, the focus coming and going as the camera hums along. Finally it's placed back, right about where it started. "See! I told you it was perfect there already," the second voice finally comes into view, a young teen fox in a Kit Scout's outfit, His bright orange fur contrasting the blues and browns of the uniform while his three tails flick in excitement. "It'll let everyone see the rope in the rafters, and my whole body kicking as I hang," the young male said, obviously aroused. "Now, you wanted to get me ready on camera too right? So get over here and start stripping me ya silly stud." The fox gives a wink, a hand waving and inviting the other boy over.

The other male arrives, the colt slightly taller but also looking a little younger. The slender colt grins widely, his pants obviously much more tented, straining against his equine arousal. The two grin and hug tight while the colt looks down with a shy flush, "So, are ya really gonna do it?"

The fox grins and pinches the horse's rump to make him squirm, "Of course silly, we got everything ready now! Why, are you not sure you can be my hangcolt now?" He gives the larger boy a little rubbing on his tailbase, watching the way that tail flicks and lifts in response.

The colt shifts his hooves on the plastic sheets, listening to it crinkle as a blush runs through his ears, "It just seems kinda weird... but you did say you'd be back for more... so..." His hands reach over, and start to unbutton the fox's shirt. There's soon a quiet murr running through the fox as he closes his eyes, ears folding back as his tail wags quickly behind him. The colt working his fingers down the fox's shirt until he finally reaches that bottom button, walking around him to guide and pull that shirt off, exposing the fox's thickly furred white chest "mmmm, thanks, this is gonna be fun. Foxy's gonna hang." The two blush more now as the colt rubs and hugs the young todd against his chest, the two enjoying the last few minutes of the fox's life.

The horse's hands slide down, cupping the bulge in the fox's brown pants as the young male whickers in approval, "you're really looking forward to hanging, aren't ya?". His fingers open the todd's pants to start tugging them down, letting himself kneel and leer at the fox butt being exposed in front of him.

"Yeah! Ever since we learned how to tie a noose... ooh, all I can think of!" the fox says, eyes lidded and three tails lifted high. His underwear clinging to his pink arousal, half visible and already a little slick against the tip. The young horse chuckles, helping the fox step out of his pants before he smacks the underwear clad fox rump playfully, "It was all you could fantasize about before too, ya silly todd!"

There's a yip and giggle at that slap as the fox sheepishly grins, "yeah, I'm such a snuff slut." He leans over a little, wiggling his butt and getting a good pinch from the colt. Then the colt tugs those undies out from the erection pressing against the front, then sliding them down the todd's legs as he nuzzles a newly exposed rump. The colt moans his approval when the todd steps free, nude and erect for the camera. His pink fox cock bobs eagerly, giggling and gasping when he gets a kiss beneath his tails. The colt leans back, "So you wanted to wear a diaper too..."

The fox turns, rubbing the young horse's ears, "mmhmm, gonna get messy..." His cheeks blush as his long tails wag rapidly in anticipation of that. "I seem to recall you didn't mind that at all, maybe I'll get you a diaper for your first hanging..."

The colt blushes furiously at the thought, sheepishly grinning, "That... that would be nice.... you'd really hang me?" The stallion flicks his tail, nervously getting up to hug his friend, "Won't I.. be dead, though?"

The fox hugs the blushing colt tighter "Of course not, I'll even buy you the fenix down and a diaper!" There's a mischievous giggle and grin as the colt squeaks and flicks his ears under that attention. "Hehe, blushing hangman... you all ready to get me hanging now?"

The colt nods as he gives the fox boy a kiss on a cheek. Walking off camera a moment to return with a very large coil of rope around one arm, while the other holds a large white diaper. The fox boy patters his feet in excitement, his tails lifted and wagging while his arousal twitches eagerly. His breath starts to race in anticipation as he turns around, presenting his trim rear for the colt with a swish of his tails.

There's a gentle hug between the two before the colt begins to wrap the thick diaper around that fluffy fox butt. Careful, sure tugs of the fabric loop it between legs and around hips. The once trim butt now thickly padded and snugly wrapped to hold a mess soon to come. The colt cinches the diaper shut and seals it with a safety pin as the fox wiggles and turns, giggling at the crinkling each movement makes. The colt chuckles and swats the fox's newly padded rump. "Y'know, you're cleaning yourself off when you're revived," he sticks his tongue out playfully with a giggle, "and I'll clean myself when you get to play hangfox for me, OK?"

There's a nodding between the two, then a loud whimper of excitement when the colt grabs his friend's hands. Firmly pulling them back, as he presses pink, padded cuffs to slender vulpine wrists. His tails wagging furiously against the colt's working hands, he closes the cuffs, clicking the lock tight around the fox's wrists. The teen fox moans, "oh, it's almost time... I can't wait!" His feet bounce in eagerness as he feels the cuffs tightened firmly for him, "and I'm all helpless now, just your little snuff toy."

The colt whinnies in approval as he leans over to gather up the rope. The todd gasps quietly, watching wide eyed as the rope is lifted towards him. His eyes lid with a moan when the rope is looped around in the colt's hands. He watches with whimpers and yips as the stallion expertly ties a very large and heavy noose in front of him. "Oooh, I'm gonna hang... gonna twist and wiggle and die!" the fox giggles and blushes, his nervous anticipation making his heart race as he watches the horse turn the knot around. The seven snug coils of knot kiss his neck and nearly make the eager little vulpine faint right then and there, the todd already climbing onto the stool even as the horse throws the rope up and over the sturdy rafters.

"Hehe, foxy can't wait, huh?" he chuckles as he watches the rope thump to the ground on the other side. Gingerly he steps forward, helping the fox stand up on the stool, tall and proud. He walks behind the fox to pull the slack out from the rope, enjoying the gasping whimpers when the rope tugs his friend's throat securely. He turns around and secures the rope, keeping it snug as he grins, "Boy, I see what you mean about liking this... I'm guessing your dad added this support for tying down ropes."

The fox giggles and nods, "Daddy says I'm just the right height for fucking when I'm hanging, and I think he's right." The colt blushes bright pink in his ears at that, while the young todd just grins to the camera, giving a wink. His chest rises and falls quickly with panting breaths "I suppose it's time..."

The stallion nods, tying a last, thin long rope to the stool. He then stands up, coiling the slim rope around a wrist. "Mmmhmm, here we go... So, um, Welcome to our little show! Alfador here has volunteered for a nice lynching in his attic, and I'm going to help the bad fox hang and strangle for you all! So, er, I hope, you, eh, enjoy!" His hooves patter the ground almost as nervously as the panting fox, all bound and helpless besides him, the big knot kissing his spine firmly. The diapered fox shows a bit of a bulge even in the padding of his diaper. "So, well, here we go! Goodnight Alfador!"

"Goodnight Michael!" the fox giggles before he takes a deep breath, his chest rising high as his eyes close. And then there's a sharp clatter as Michael yanks the stool away with that long rope. A quiet yip and gasp of breath ends with a loud creaking of rope. And two fox paws begin to frantically kick above the plastic sheeting laid out for him. Michael stands there wide eyed, fondling himself as he watches the rope dig into his friend's neck. The fox turning slowly, showing off his padded hips as his teen legs paddle at the air and ground, so close as his struggles only helps to close the knot further.

Alfador spins slowly, just enough to show himself off as his arms tug at the steel cuffs encased in pink padding, his fluffy chest flexing and arching. His throat appears visibly compressed, making his red tongue peek out of his lips. His eyes widen as he watches the ground spin around and around, his kicking paws keeping him steadily turning. The rope creaks as his ears flick, a faint smile in the strained expression on the dying fox. While Michael blushes furiously, sitting down before the camera to watch, he unbuttons his pants to help show off his big, young arousal buried in his underwear.

Slowly the colt slides his arousal free, unknowingly adding a second show as he begins to masturbate to the dying fox. He can see the young boy mouth for air, gaping like a fish out of water. Those sleek legs soon hump at the air as his tails lift, soon twitching and jerking in rhythmic motions as the wide eyed stallion realizes the young teen is cumming into his diaper. The fox's tongue darkens slowly, cheeks puffing, as his hips jerk and buck into the air under the noose's erotic grasp.

Those long vulpine legs thrash and jerk in a helpless show before the camera. Alfador loses his steady rhythm and erotic thrusts to a more carnal struggle. Visibly weakening now, the fox is unable to lift his legs as he strangles further. His cheeks growing purple and plump, his tongue fat and heavy between his darkened lips, the fox's eyes rolling back as the once bright pink skin of his ears turns blue. His body spasms quietly as he strains to hold his head up. A wetness forms in the front of his diaper as the young teen begins to soil himself. The back end grows heavy as a hint of his lewd mess shows in the growing bulge of Alfador's diapered rump. Michael blushes furiously as this obscene sight makes him arch back, squirting his cum with a loud whinny. A ribbon of cum splatters onto his his hair, the second splattering upon his shirt. Again and again he cums, painting his once pristine uniform as he huffs and pants for breath, masturbating furiously to the sight of his friend's dying show.

Those long legs jerk and lift, making a trickle of messy, bitter piss drip down his thighs. The poor fox tense as he fights for the last of his life, but he finally slumps in the noose's deadly hold. His head sinks down, wide eyes growing glassy as his consciousness ends. A hint of the mess contained in that heavy diaper is revealed by the dark stain along the back and yellow wetness in the front. The colt can quite easily smell the mess the bad, bad fox left behind in his dying throes. A trickle of piss drips onto the plastic sheeting with a steady sound. The fox spasms quietly as the colt looks up to the camera, his ears folding back with an embarrassed whinny. The Colt realizes the messy show he gave, with cum splattered all over his kit scout uniform, his arousal still flopped against his chest, oozing cum from the flared tip. But he just grins, gathering a glob of cum to lick clean, just watching the fox die before him, with several minutes of only that steady dripping sound and flicking twitches of tails and toes from poor Alfador.

The fox finally stops moving, still dripping piss as he stares to the ground that is so close to outstretched toes, the diaper heavy with his fatal mess. His head slumps forward, tongue big and purple while he drools onto his white chest, ears folded back and dark along the insides, matching the blue and purple of his plump cheeks. The strangled fox just dangling peacefully on the end of his noose. The colt gives a little tremble as he finally gets up, his heart racing as he walks behind the camera, the strangled fox just dangling peacefully on the end of his noose. His flopping arousal gets a nice close up before he gets behind it, seeing his dead friend through the viewfinder with a muffled whimper, thinking of his hooves to be on display next, dead and dripping his piss as he hangs. Perhaps that will be what the camera records the next time it's turned on. But for now... the camera shuts off as abruptly as it turned on, while he fantasizes about next week's promise from Alfador. Maybe he will ask him to record his first time...