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"Come on, don't be such a prude," Angie teased "you had such a great time last year." Angie turned around with a flick of her white wolfy tail, showing off her ridiculously skimpy black latex outfit with a skirt little more than a belt and an underbust corset proudly showing off a matching red latex bra and pantie set. I shook my head at her as she smoothed her elbow length gloves and bent down to tighten the laces on her thigh high boots. "I wasn't here last year remember?" I reminded her, trying to coax a bit more of an explanation out of her before being dragged off to another one of her parties, remembering all too well how the last few had turned out. "Oh.. right hmm, who was that then?" Angie tilted her head and reached a paw up to scratch her ear staring off into space for a moment before shaking her head giggling. "Oh well, she sure had a good time and you will too, now come on, you know what'll happen if we're late." I rolled my eyes and got up from the sofa, giving Angie's outfit a thorough looking over. "Not until you tell me what this is all about, this isn't another one of your game parties is it?" I asked reflexively tucking my tail down at the thought. "Well of course it is" Angie giggled again, taking my paws and dragging me along up the stairs to her room.

"Oh great" I muttered under my breath, seeing no easy way to get out of yet another party. "Oh don't be like that," Angie said with a smile as she started digging through her closet, "I promise it won't be like last time." "Or the time before that?" I added, becoming more concerned at the various lingerie items being strewn about the floor by Angie's digging. "Here!" she exclaimed, lifting something up from somewhere deep in her overstuffed closet. "What is it?" I asked, looking over the strange collection of white straps Angie held up in front of me. "Feel" she said with a wide smile as she padded up to me and lifted my paw to the fabric. The cloth of the straps felt silky smooth though unfortunately it also appeared quite sheer against my pawpads. "Let me help," Angie said with an encouraging tone, assisting me to stand. "Just get these clothes off" she added as what seemed like an afterthought while already lifting my halter top over my head.

I sighed and lifted my arms, doing my best to get this over with as I wiggled out of the remainder of my outer clothes intending to leave my bra and panties, but unfortunately Angie had other ideas. "Hey!" I gasped as I felt my bra come unclasped while carefully folding my khaki pants. I instinctively lifted my paws to my chest only to suddenly feel my panties yanked down to my ankles. "Those won't do" Angie informed me, a bit later than I would have liked having already stripped me naked in front of her as she started wrapping the light cloth straps around my body. I stepped out of my panties and got my bra the rest of the way off while I felt Angie's experienced paws working up and down, tying the straps in a curious pattern under my arms, across my chest, and through my legs. I watched curiously, trying my best to stay still and keep my limbs out of the way as the cloth was draped around me.

"How is that?" Angie finally asked, stepping back from me and motioning for me to turn about for her. I slowly moved in a small circle to give her a good look as I myself peered down at my now barely covered form, still feeling practically naked under the narrow strips of light sheer cloth. Angie smiled again and clapped her paws, ignoring my worried expression as she tied a few more straps around my wrists and ankles. The outfit was clever I had to admit, finally getting a good look at it. It was just a collection of individual pieces that were tied together in an arrangement that crisscrossed my small fennec body like ribbons on a yiffmas present. A few wide straps even hung down from about my waist, making a sort of skirt, though I could feel nothing at all taking the place of panties between my legs. "Is.. there more to this?" I asked nervously, not at all sure about leaving the house in this kind of outfit, especially on a night like tonight. "Is something wrong?" Angie asked quizzically, seeming quite pleased with my outfit just as it was. I pushed the skirt straps aside, showing my exposed cunny as I looked back at her sternly, doing my best to clarify my objection. "Oh.. well umm.. let me see" she said, taking a few more wide straps and kneeling down in front of me. I watched and felt Angie's paw between my legs, pushing them apart to get at the base of my tail which she looped a piece of cloth around, tying a bow before bringing the free end between my legs and tying it to another which looped under the strap that held the skirt together in front. "There!" she said proudly, standing back up with a bounce, "All ready to go." Even with the slightly added modesty I still didn't feel like going anywhere dressed like this, and resisted Angie's attempt to take my paw and drag me out to the hall and back down stairs. "At least let me get a jacket," I complained, hoping for some chance to cover myself. "It'll be warm, don't worry" Angie said, grabbing my wrist again and again dragging me along out of the room.

We fortunately made it all the way to the car without incident, though I was more than a bit nervous, knowing very well the particular changes in rules for this one night a year. "You'll need this," Angie said, holding up a white feathery masquerade mask to me as we sat down in the car and closed the doors. "Oh no, we're not.." I started, wrinkling my nose and folding my ears down in protest. Angie simply put on her own black latex mask and smiled back at me, tossing my mask in my lap and starting the car. As I slowly lifted the mask in my paws and started looking it over I heard a scream, perking my ears and lifting my head up just in time to see a young girl, a rather scrawny looking brown bunny being carried kicking and flailing frantically out the front door of a house across the street by a large male tiger as several other males waiting outside closed in and began tearing at her clothes. I watched wide eyed as Angie pulled out into the street and started off toward the party, getting a vivid but brief view of the tiger freeing his large erect feline shaft before plunging it into the young girl's unprepared cunny, eliciting another scream from her as we pulled away. "I knew you wouldn't want to stay home tonight" Angie said cheerfully, causing me to turn and give her a surprised look. "Trust me, this party will be so much more fun." It was hard to disagree with her after what I had just seen, no doubt similar scenes were taking place on nearly every street tonight. There were places girls could go of course to keep themselves out of trouble, but enough tended to be forgetful or even think such a thing couldn't happen to them to keep the majority of males interested in holiday festivities busy until sunrise. The scene I had just witnessed however suggested that this town where I had recently moved in with Angie had a somewhat more liberal interpretation of exactly what the rules were on this one night of the year.

As we drove through town we witnessed the usual assortment of festivities that were to be expected tonight. Every other block or so seemed to have a crowd of furs, mostly males taking advantage of the night with a female or two held down and surrounded as their bodies were used in more ways than most of them would normally have likely had to endure. I put on my mask out of concern at a stop light when the car ahead of us was suddenly set upon by two large male wolves who threw open the doors and pulled a terrified vixen in a business suit from the car and began stripping her in the middle of the road. Angie casually put on the turn signal and moved into the next lane, pulling up beside the car and watching as we waited for the light to change. The wolves were already naked and clearly aroused as they finished removing the clothing from their new found toy and positioned her between them on the hood of her own car. "Maybe we should invite them to come along?" Angie suggested as we watched the two wolves thrust together in rhythm, causing the vixen between them to moan as if she had some experience with this sort of thing. "You aren't serious?" I said, half asking as I wasn't quite sure of Angie was just teasing me since she knew very well by now the thing I had for male wolves.

Click! I gasped as I heard the sound of the doors unlocking followed by the low hum of Angie's window as she lowered it, letting the sounds and scent of sex flow in. "Green light" I whimpered, pressing my legs together. "So now you do want to go after all?" Angie giggled, sticking her tongue out at me, but making no attempt to get the car moving again. "Umm.. yes please" I said, nodding timidly, trying to conceal my arousal. Angie turned back to watch the scene, the pair of wolves apparently still oblivious to us as they picked up their pace, the one pounding the panting vixen's cunny thrusting hard and tying with her followed by the one penetrating her under the tail, each one making her yip and causing my eyes to bulge as I imagined the sensation. "It.. looks like they'll be busy for a while" I commented, trying to lure Angie back to the task of driving. "Have fun boys!" She called out the window, causing the pair of wolves to look over and lick their lips, seeming to pick up their pace after getting a look at the two of us. They groped at the vixen's naked breasts and a paw slipped between her legs from behind, quickly working over her clit and causing her to cry out as she loudly reached orgasm.

With a long sigh Angie slowly pulled away, the light having changed from red to green several times during our interlude, but with almost no traffic on the road it seemed of little concern. It was easy to see why there were few cars out I thought as Angie closed her window, squirming in her seat obviously a bit turned on herself. "Try not to get too wet in that by the way," Angie mentioned with a giggle "you might not be too happy with the results." I thought to ask her what she meant, but we soon pulled into a parking garage, Angie lowering her window again briefly to take two female tickets from the attendant, a familiar naked doe who it seemed had already enjoyed more than her share of festivities for the night based on the extent of the wet patches of fur along her inner thighs and across her chest. "They're so nice to give us the best parking" Angie said with a smile as we pulled into the garage and immediately found a reserved spot marked with a female gender symbol. I could hardly argue with that, but I was becoming nervous once again from the state of the attendant and the prospect of getting out of the car in my current state of dress.

"Oh relax," Angie said happily, turning the car off and bounding out excitedly, "when have I ever steered you wrong?" I wondered if she really wanted me to answer that, but it was too late to turn back now so I stepped out of the car as well, closing the door behind me and following along with Angie to an elevator nearby. It took an exceedingly long time for the elevator to reach us I thought, though when it did I was quite impressed by the interior. The walls and floor were mirrored and trimmed with what looked like plushy red velvet, and there was even what looked like a miniature chandelier hanging from the embossed ceiling. We stepped inside and Angie typed in the code printed on her ticket, causing the doors to close and the elevator to begin descending at an almost unnoticeable slow pace. Strangely, while what I had at first expected were simple mirrors on the walls of the elevator soon showed to have a bit more to them, causing the images of Angie and myself to change poses slightly from the way we were standing. I looked to Angie confused but she only stood smiling and waved to my reflection in the mirror. To my surprise my reflection waved back and then started swaying her hips as if to start dancing. Angie's image too was dancing now, though that was quickly becoming the least of my concerns.

The images of Angie and myself were not just dancing, but stripping, slowly removing their clothing bit by bit as they danced together and rubbed up against one another, from every angle as I looked from wall to wall around the elevator. It must have scanned our bodies somehow I thought as our images continued undressing, their paws groping over one another, eventually leading them both down to the floor where they rubbed up against each other lustfully, each one's paw finding its way between the other's legs as their tongues intertwined. Just as Angie's image was guiding the muzzle of my image down between her legs the elevator came to a gentle stop and with a gentle bell the doors slid open. I blinked in surprise at the sudden interruption, turning to look from the open door back to the mirrored walls, but they were once again only mirrors, showing the true reflection of Angie and me as we stepped out of the elevator together. I blushed as I remembered many such times with Angie that had been more than just reflections, but had little time to consider them as we had finally arrived at what I assumed was to be a party.

The room was brightly lit, decorated much like the elevator and quite small, with only a few furs standing about chatting idly. Each one was wearing a costume of some sort and from what I could tell they all seemed to be female, suggesting to me that there was more to the party than there first appeared. Angie looked around for a moment and then took me by the paw over to a small stand from which she retrieved a pair of collars. She held one up to me and I gulped at the thought, remembering what trouble collars had gotten me into at past parties. "Just put it on" Angie insisted, pressing the collar into my paws. "We all have to" she said, waving a paw to direct my gaze to the other guests, each one already wearing their own collar. I sighed and decided not to make any more of a fuss, finding the closure easy to clasp about my neck, though unsurprisingly showing no clear way of unfastening once it clicked closed. The collar was a bit strange too I thought, having looked it over carefully before putting it on. The front was decorated with a small metal tube with a slit at the top as if it was supposed to fit together with something. I again had very little time for further consideration as a male voice began speaking to us.

"Welcome to Strip or Treat ladies" the voice said smoothly from somewhere unseen. "I assume you all remember the rules for this evening?" it asked, leading to a few knowing smiles from around the room but more expressions of puzzled concern, mine included. "Well let me remind you" the voice continued, "You will be playing Strip or Treat tonight, offering one or the other to our guests in exchange for a special coin which they will place inside your collar. The more coins you collect, the safer you will be, because the girl with the fewest coins in her collar at the end of the night, well, let's just say she might wish she had worked a little bit harder to get those coins." The voice paused for a moment to let that thought sink in before continuing. "So now that we're all here and ready, it's time to begin, good luck girls." And with that the lights dimmed and the mirrored walls started lifting, somehow being pulled up into the ceiling revealing a much larger room full of male party guests, most of whom were completely unclothed and standing around various stations along the outer edge of the room.

I blinked as my eyes adjusted, looking around at the stations to try and figure out what they might be for. Some of the station platforms it seemed contained beds or benches, or other strange pieces of furniture I didn't immediately recognize. Others seemed at first to be empty only occupied by guests standing around waiting for visitors. I didn't take too much time to look closely however as I noticed most of the girls had immediately made their way toward their first stations, already engaged with negotiating for coins with the waiting guests. Angie I noted was among them, leaving me as usual to fend for myself along with a few of the other girls who seemed more than a little reluctant to engage in this sort of game. At least there was some hope I wouldn't come in last I thought as I made a quick look over the other more timid girls, a few of them seeming to me quite young for a game of this sort, though probably not much younger than the unfortunate bunny girl I had seen taken earlier in the night. A very small coyote dressed in a western sort of outfit, complete with a greatly oversized hat and boots, and an overly busty yet very lithe and obviously quite young leopard in nothing but a tiny two piece yellow polka dot swimsuit and a towel especially caught my eye as they stood trembling, their eyes darting frantically about the room as they stood seemingly paralyzed at the thought of what was going to be expected of them. I started to feel bad for them, but unfortunately there wasn't much I imagined I could do. "They have to learn sometime" I sighed to myself as I resolved to get started myself before I got too far behind just to be sure I would earn enough coins by the end of the night to be safe.

To get a handle on how this was to be done I decided to start off visiting one of the stations another girl was already at. I quietly stepped up behind the black and white husky girl in what seemed a stereotypical pink two piece stripper outfit, complete with thigh high leggings and tassels hanging from bands around her upper arms. She seemed to be listening for which part of her outfit to take off and suggesting how many coins she should get for taking off what they wanted when suddenly I heard a voice from behind me and felt a warm body press up against my back. "Strip or Treat?" The male said in a deep voice, causing me to blush as I turned to see a large very naked buck standing close behind me. "Umm, what is the treat?" I asked nervously, not wanting to end up naked for the trip home unless absolutely necessary. His answer was a firm grip on my shoulders, turning me to face him and pushing me down to my knees and pressing his bulging sheath to my muzzle. I blushed at the realization that this was what I was in for as far as 'treats' were concerned all night if I didn't want to lose my clothes, but I did my best not to show any resistance as I looked up at him and opened my muzzle, letting my tongue slide out to gently move along the soft fur of his heavy balls.

I was engrossed in the experience for a long time as the large male's arousal grew and his large hand stroked my fennec ears and guided me to move the way he liked as his shaft extended from his sheath and began to fill my mouth. I could feel the eyes on me as the sounds of guests nearby enjoyed the show I was putting on, a few expressing their desire for a similar treat once I was done, but I couldn't focus with the strong male scent before me and the erotic feeling of his hot flesh sliding in and out of my muzzle. He lasted what seemed like a very long time, thrusting in slow strokes as he guided the movement of my head back and forth, gradually pressing deeper into the back of my throat with his impressive length. I considered slipping a paw down between my legs but remembered what Angie had said and thought better of it, instead using my paws to reach up and stroke along his thighs as my pace picked up a little from the desperate warmth I was already feeling. "Good girl" he said, rocking his hips a few more times and then pulling back from me, leaving me looking up at him panting. I was puzzled why he hadn't finished, but soon found out as he started to quickly paw himself right in front of my face. I opened my eyes wide in surprise as I quickly realized what was about to happen and tried to find a way to object but it was too late and with a loud moan the buck's large shaft began to pulse and spray a huge amount of hot cum over my face and chest. I closed my eyes and whimpered as he coated my face and then guided his shaft down to my chest, soaking through the already thin sheer material, leaving even less to the imagination as my erect nipples showed through. As he finally finished he gave my ear another stroke and slipped a small coin into my collar which seemed to give me an electric jolt as the coin was accepted, somehow increasing my already overwhelming state of arousal. "Next" he called as he stepped away from me, allowing another male to take his place and immediately thrust his length into my wet panting muzzle.

After what must have been four or five more coins I finally crawled back toward the center of the room, laying back panting and wiping my face to remove some of the mess that had been made of my fur. The party was clearly in full swing I thought as I sat up and looked around, taking a few moments to collect myself before daring to venture back out in search of coins. Several of the girls it seemed were already completely naked, and a few others were in similar states to myself, their fur and remaining clothing obviously a mess from one activity or another. I tried to look for Angie in the crowd but couldn't see her anywhere, though I did spot the young leopardess who had her towel removed and was now tied to a whipping post by her wrists and tail with several males taking turns with various whips on her unprotected upturned rear. I shuddered and shook my head, making special note to avoid that platform if at all possible. I struggled to think of where I might try to go next however, as several stations gave little hint of their expected 'treat' while those where I could see girls already experiencing them seemed a bit more than I hoped to have to take tonight. Instead I guessed that I could stand to lose a little of my outfit and still retain enough modesty to get out of here later, if this outfit could be considered in any way modest to begin with.

"Strip or Treat" I heard as I approached a platform with several males standing around what looked like a hanging swing contraption that seemed thus far to have gone unused. "Strip?" I said questioningly as I stepped up and looked back and forth around the group. There were 5 in all, each one apparently eager to get a girl to take them up on their 'treat' by the way they eyed me and their obvious states of arousal. "Sounds like this one can't stand the thought of clothes anymore after what she's been through" teased a young lion who obviously was very excited by the prospect. "What do you say we strip off first?" asked a raccoon who stepped over to me from where he had been standing up by the swing. "I don't get to choose?" I asked nervously, almost certain what they would pick if they got their way. "What fun would that be?" the lion asked as the other males all gathered close around me. "Tell ya what" he continued, "I'll give ya 1 if you get to choose, and 3 if I get to choose." The others nodded in agreement and I felt several paws starting to grope at my barely covered body. I whimpered as I tried to decide. If I let them pick I might as well be naked, but I would have a lot of coins and hopefully wouldn't have to worry too much the rest of the night. If I didn't let them pick though I would still be covered and any 'treats' I submitted myself to would probably be slightly safer, and I could always strip more later on for more coins.

"You.. can choose one" I said nervously, deciding to compromise and see how many coins I could get away with and not end up completely exposed. "Good girl" the raccoon said, stepping up beside me and tugging at the straps that made up my top, finally finding the right bow to pull lose causing the wet cloth to fall from my chest leaving my breasts now completely exposed. I felt paws immediately squeezing my breasts with slick pawpads smoothly massaging my nipples as I squirmed in place. "Looks like she likes it" The raccoon smirked, holding a coin up for me to see. "Does she want us to pick again?" he asked as he slipped 3 coins, one by one into the slot on my collar. The electric jolts became stronger with each coin, not so much painful as intensely pleasurable almost like miniature orgasms causing me to cry out with each one. "Sounds like a yes to me" the lion said and pressed his naked body against my back. I realized I should have made an effort to answer as I soon felt the bow at the base of my tail being untied, causing my tail to raise on its own to try and pull the bow out of reach. The young feline simply pulled up on the cloth, making it to dig in between my legs, quickly becoming soaked by my arousal as the movement caused it to grind between the lips of my sex. I gasped sharply as I suddenly realized why Angie had said to be careful. A familiar tingle started to spread across my sex, causing my arousal to build uncontrollably. Angie had played this trick on me before, and no doubt had treated herself with some of the same to help her out with the game tonight. The chemical she enjoyed so much placing in her panties on occasions like this simulated the feeling of going into heat, if not actually bringing on the real thing to spite medication to the contrary, which as Angie well knew was always a risk.

The cloth was soon gone as the lion untied the bow and reached between my legs to untie the back section and pull it free, dropping it to the floor and leaving only the strips of the skirt hanging down to cover me. "Feeling better?" The lion purred stepping up behind me and pressing his shaft up under my still lifted tail as he reached around me to start inserting coins into my collar. I whimpered knowing what was about to happen and suddenly I felt it, the first coin slid through the slot and a strong jolt hit me, causing my whole body to tense and rock back against the male behind me. He gasped in surprise as he too felt it, the tensing and relaxing of my muscles suddenly allowing his shaft to thrust forward into me to the hilt. I closed my eyes tightly and tossed my head side to side as I felt my rear entrance suddenly filled, unable to do anything but wait for the next coin from within the circle of males surrounding me. As the next coin slid into the slot I cried out sharply, bucking my hips back against the lion who was now rocking his hips forward to meet mine while eagerly readying the next coin which followed soon after. I couldn't take any more, and with the next jolt my body continued to spasm, pushing me into orgasm as the feline length pounded into me from behind, the young male unable to control himself anymore either as I immediately felt his warmth spreading inside of me and beginning to leak out under my tail. "Mmm, good girl" he said, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close as we both slowly recovered. When we finally separated he came around in front of me with a big smile on his face. "And for that.." he said with a wink finishing his statement with another coin which he quickly slid into the slot on my collar.

My body spasmed violently, immediately building my arousal again as the shock pulsed through me. "Who gets to pick next?" a slender otter asked who had been pawing at my body the entire time. The other males leaned in, their paws working over my breasts and between my wobbly legs. "Treat" I said with a whimper, unable to stand the attention. In a haze I was lifted from my footpaws and placed in the swing face down with the otter behind me sinking his length into my needful cunny. I moaned and opened my legs wider, unable to hold back anymore and needing exactly what I was getting. As I looked out over the room I saw scenes of sex at every corner. Angie was naked of course, on one of the beds riding the face of what looked like probably a husky from the angle he was laying beneath her, and as I very much expected she was seeming to quite enjoy herself. The leopardess from earlier I noted now had her bikini top and bottom pushed aside so that she was now completely exposed showing off her newly pierced nipples and clit apparently from one of the other stations. She was now struggling to maintain her balance as her footpaws scrambled against a slippery looking uneven surface through which a large vibrating sex toy was thrusting up and down below her. Restraints about her body kept her from moving at all side to side, ensuring that if she sank down or slipped she would be forced straight down onto the toy, an eventuality that the nearby males all seemed very excited to see. The unfortunate coyote girl too seemed to be having a rather rough time, still in her hat and boots but nothing else, finding herself pinned between two large bulls who were roughly pounding her from in front and behind while she cried out, her face much like mine clearly covered in cum. I climaxed again as I looked from station to station, seeing each other girl in a similar state of providing a 'treat' to the male guests just as I was as the otter finally pulled out after having finished and was replaced by what felt like a large canine.

"It's about time we picked our loser" the smooth familiar voice called from seemingly all around the room. There were groans of displeasure and a few sighs of relief as each of the females was slowly released, myself included, though I had to be helped as did several of the others back to the middle of the room to conclude the game. It was about then I noticed something surprising. The coyote girl I had seen it turned out was not actually a girl at all, his still hard length still leaking as he made his way to the center of the room with the other girls. No wonder he looked in so much pain between those two bulls I thought, shuddering to think how sore he would be in the morning after a ride like that. Still it wasn't too likely he would still be a 'he' by morning after a that kind of a performance. Gender reassignment was of course quite common in cases like his, as I knew well from experience. I found Angie and snuggled up to her exhausted as we waited, the doe from the parking garage walking by to unlock our collars and count each of our coins. Once the coins were all counted, one by one the girls were ushered back toward the elevator, Angie being one of the first which left me all alone. As more and more of the girls were cleared I started to become nervous, until I was the last one left and it was clear I had failed to collect enough coins. "Looks like you've lost our little Strip or Treat game tonight, aren't you lucky?" the voice teased to the laughter of the other guests. "Don't worry, you'll be a proper slut by the time we're done with you. You're going to start by making the rounds of every station in the room. Once you're done with that and every guest in the house is satisfied you'll be free to walk home.. naked."

And with that the already naked doe who was by now the only other female in the room finished stripping me, removing the last of my clothing except for my mask to leave me completely exposed for whatever 'treats' were in store for me the rest of the night, and on my way home I thought with a shudder. As if on cue the moment I was naked several males walked up and carried me off between them to one of the stations containing a chair resembling a gynecologist with widely spread stirrups which my footpaws were placed into while my wrists were bound to the chair at my sides. "Now that you're rid of those troublesome clothes, let's add some more fitting decorations" came the smooth voice from right in front of me. I looked up and gasped to see a white feline paw holding a piercing needle which slowly lowered down between my legs, brushing against my hard and overly sensitive clit. This was definitely going to be a night I wouldn't be able to forget I thought just, before the intense pain shot through me which caused me to toss my head back and start a scream which was quickly muffled by another male shaft which thrust into my open mouth. Definitely a night I wouldn't forget I whimpered to myself, my penalty only having just begun.