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"Happy Stuffing Day!" my roommate Angie called as she flung the door of my room open and bounded inside. "Mmf" I complained at being woken up so early, and so loudly. I lifted the blanket over my head hiding from the noise, wishing she would just let me sleep. As usual on any form of holiday this was sadly unlikely. "Up!" Angie called, bouncing over to me and pulling away my blanket, causing me to gasp and lift my paws to my face to block out the light. "Start without me" I whimpered, curling up into a ball in my long purple nightshirt and pastel pink panties. "I already have" Angie giggled, standing up beside the head of my bed with her legs apart and paws on her hips. I opened my eyes slowly to see Angie's spread lupine sex dripping with cum with the white fur of her thighs clearly already soaked inches from my nose. I blushed as the scent flooded my nose, feeling my body respond whether I liked it or not. "I'm.. not ready" I whimpered, folding my fennec ears down and turning over to face away from her. "I'll fix that!" Angie exclaimed enthusiastically, climbing onto the bed with me.

"No, wait" I said as I shook my head to try and wake myself up enough to keep Angie from what I guessed she had in mind. I was too slow, and before I could sit up I felt my panties pulled down around my ankles while something slick started rubbing between my legs. "I know what you need" Angie giggled as she thrust a well lubricated, ribbed toy deep inside my cunny. I opened my eyes wide and gasped as I turned onto my back, looking down between my legs to see Angie's smiling face as she switched on the vibrator, causing me to tense as the stimulating sensation began. I moaned helplessly as Angie began thrusting the toy into me, giving me a smile before extending her tongue to my pierced clit. It was much too late to try and argue, Angie knew exactly what I liked and was nearly impossible to talk out of anything as I had discovered on many occasions. In no time the vibrating toy began to get to me, causing my legs to spread and my hips to move on their own as Angie worked the toy deeper, angling it perfectly to stimulate me as her tongue licked in long strokes in time with her thrusts.

"I'm.. awake" I whimpered, starting to pant as the vibrations and licking quickly piqued my arousal. Angie just giggled and picked up the pace, drawing another gasp from me as her expert attention got exactly the response she wanted. My whole body tensed and I started to whimper, looking down between my legs and meeting the wolfess' gaze as her beautiful blue eyes looked back at mine, pushing me over the edge with another lick. I cried out and tossed my head back against my pillow, my clenched cunny spasming around the toy as I climaxed, the intense pleasure making me soak Angie's paw and the bed with wetness. "Good girl" Angie smiled, slowly withdrawing the toy and sliding up to give my nose a lick as I panted in exhaustion. "Now come down stairs silly, we've got lots to do" she added as if nothing had happened, bouncing up from the bed and hurrying out to the hall.

I looked up at the ceiling with my head laid back, breathing heavily as I lay with my legs still spread. I had never celebrated 'Stuffing Day' myself, but since I had moved and found this place with Angie earlier in the year I had been exposed to all manner of things I had only heard rumors about before. Angie had clearly been looking forward to it from all the recent mentions of it she had made, yet she hadn't shared her exact plans, though no doubt if the past was any indication, I would have to be careful to involve myself as little as possible. Once I had recovered enough I slowly sat up, looking at the mess I had made of my bed with a sigh before taking my panties off from around my ankles. After wiping away some of my wetness with them I tossed them in the hamper and slowly moving to stand up with a long stretch. I didn't have any idea what Angie had in mind, but she did seem in quite a hurry so I decided a shower could wait and walked out the open door and down the stairs to see what was going on.

As I reached about half way down the stairs I froze. I could hear voices coming from the living room and now I could see there were several unfamiliar furs present. I became very nervous, regretting my decision not to shower and dress first and come down later. Angie hurried half way up the stairs to greet me, taking me by the paw and dragging me along behind her to introduce me to our guests. "Hey guys, this is Valentine, keep her company while I go get our outfits ready?" Angie asked, more as a statement than a question, moving me in front of her and pushing me toward the group sitting on the sofa and chairs. "You didn't mention she was a fennec" said a large tiger with a smile as he stood up from a nearby chair and looked me over. I blushed, pressing my legs together hoping he wouldn't notice my scent from earlier while my paws nervously brushed back my mussed bed headfur. "Take your time girl, we'll take care of your friend" added a slender lemur, making me shudder as he licked his lips.

"Maybe I should help you" I said turning my head back to Angie who was wagging her tail happily. "I'll be fine" Angie said, "and.. so will you." With that Angie slid her paws down my sides, taking the bottom of my shirt and with a quick pull, lifted it up over my head and off, and pulling my arms up with it. I gasped sharply in disbelief, quickly lowering my paws to try and cover my exposed body as I found myself suddenly naked in a room full of strange furs. "Happy Stuffing Day!" Angie said again with another giggle as she hurried off back upstairs with my shirt. "She's wet" said the Tiger with a smile as he took me by the shoulders and guided me to sit in the lap of a large gray and white husky in the sofa. I was too stunned by the situation to resist, looking around the room at the other furs as I quickly found myself in the lap of the large canine. There were 5 furs present in all besides myself, all of them males, which at this point didn't surprise me, and all of them were now gathering around me, stroking their paws across my exposed body.

"Let's get stuffing" the Tiger said as he unfastened his pants to expose his already erect shaft which he pressed to my muzzle. Obediently I opened my mouth, taking his length and running my tongue along his barbs without even thinking about what I was doing. I heard him purr as he slowly started rocking his hips as he enjoyed my muzzle with his sizable length pressing all the way back to my throat. I was so intent on the tiger that I hardly noticed the husky's movement until I felt something warm pressing between the lips of my still soaking sex. I whimpered around the tiger's length, probably sounding more like desire than complaint to those around me as the canine paws on my hips pulled me down onto his throbbing shaft. "She must need it bad" smiled the lemur as his paws stroked across my breasts, making me shiver. I was in no position to argue as the husky started bouncing me in his lap, helping to make my muzzle move for the tiger who now had a paw resting on my head, guiding me to take his length as deep as I could. "I bet we can do better than that" came an unfamiliar voice from a red fox who had just finished undressing himself, pressing his naked body against my side and sliding his paw under my tail. I tried to tuck my tail down as he began to tease my rear entrance, doing my best not to encourage him.

I felt one of my paws being lifted and wrapped around another male length and turned to look to a smaller husky who was smiling down at me. "Hurry up and tie her so we can really get her fully stuffed" the fox continued, helping to push me down as the husky under me bucked his hips and started to spread my sex with his growing knot. I didn't like where this was going, but at the same time I found my paw moving on its own, sliding up and down the smaller husky's length. "Think she can take more than her friend?" The lemur asked, giving one of my nipple rings a tug which caused me to whimper in protest. "We'll just have to find out" The fox said, giving me another push downward just as the husky thrust again, forcing his knot into me and causing me to cry out and clench around his length. With a few more quick thrusts and the fox's digits sinking in under my tail I felt the husky's teeth at the side of my neck and heard him growl, his paws gripping my hips tightly as a feeling of warmth started to spread inside of me.

"There now, let's get her ready" the smiling fox continued, withdrawing his paw and moving back as the husky released me from his teeth. The tiger pulled his shaft out from my mouth as the canine turned to the side to lay back on the sofa, moving me with him. "Turn her around" said the fox who, with the help of the other males, turned me to face the husky laying on his chest while still tied with him, leaving my exposed rear upturned. "What are you doing?" I tried to ask, nervously tucking my tail down, only to have it quickly lifted again by the paw of the fox. Unfortunately my new 'friends' seemed more eager to show than tell and I immediately found my muzzle filled by the lemur's shaft as the smaller husky I had been pawing moved up beside him and pressed his length to my mouth as well. At the same time the tiger who I had been pleasuring was positioning himself over my back, with the fox holding my tail out of the way for him, allowing the feline's slick length to easily move into position as his body pressed me down against the husky.

I realized just how much stuffing I was in for as the tiger began to penetrate my unprotected rear entrance while the fox also moved behind me and began to tease the tip of his shaft against my sensitive flesh as well. I whimpered helplessly around the smaller husky's length as my muzzle was moved back and forth between the two males using my mouth, finding myself almost completely unable to move due to the swollen knot still locked inside of me. "Get her nice and ready" came the fox's voice as the tiger started thrusting, making me move against the husky whose length was still throbbing inside of me. "I love stuffing day" mused the lemur who took my muzzle and once again thrust his length in against my tongue. "I think these bitches love it more than you and me both" teased the fox, giving my rear a slap. "More than you maybe" the lemur answered, stroking my messy headfur with his paw.

"Actually.. let's find out" the lemur added after considering for a moment, withdrawing from my mouth and moving around behind me with the fox, though I was unable to see what he was doing as the husky guided my muzzle onto his length once again. "Wait, I didn't mean it like that, get away" the fox said in a somewhat panicked voice followed by a yip of surprise and a satisfied moan from the lemur. "Seems you like playing the bitch" the lemur said, making the fox whimper. "I want him next" said the smaller husky, who picked up his pace, thrusting faster into my muzzle with excitement. "Now we'll see if you like stuffing as much as a bitch, in fact, why don't you stuff her while I stuff you" the lemur said, followed by a hard thrust under my tail which caused me to cry out as a second male shaft was forced painfully into my stretched tailhole. "Mmm, now if you don't like it you won't cum before I do, otherwise we're all gonna take a turn with you, then we're gonna make sure you enjoy every day as a real bitch." The lemur swatted the fox's rear, making him buck his hips, thrusting hard into me along with the tiger.

The fox didn't say anything in reply, but I could hear his panting and whimpering as he tried to control himself, obviously not too enthusiastic about the idea of having his gender changed. Stuffing day was of course the most popular day of the year for gender changes, since even the smallest inviting slip up supposedly led to being stuffed regardless of gender. Where I grew up it was mostly a lot of teasing, though females were expected to be a bit more receptive to intimate advances, and generally were. Here on the other paw, it seemed the idea of stuffing day was taken a bit more literally. The overwhelmingly male population of course would always benefit from the results of gender reassignment procedures. I knew from past experiences that a reluctant male dragged into a clinic was likely to be subjected to the procedure with few questions asked, especially if there was evidence he had taken to playing the part of a female already.

For the moment I had other things to worry about however, as so many intense sensations quickly drove me to the point of my second climax of the day. "I bet you're getting close foxy" smirked the lemur, obviously pounding the fox hard, driving the vulpine's length into me to the knot. I moaned again around the smaller husky's length and struggled for breath, finally giving in to the pleasure of taking on so many males at once. My body tensed and I began to orgasm, spasming with the thrusts of the males behind me and bobbing my head faster for the husky who began filling my muzzle with his cum. "No, no no, no!" cried the fox just before a feeling of warmth released inside of me, this time under my tail. "What a good boy" the lemur chuckled, pulling the fox away and moving him down onto the floor nearby on all fours where I could look to see the lemur still on top of him thrusting. "Or should I say, good girl" he added, causing the fox to whimper again as his still spurting vulpine length rocked under him.

"This one's too loose now" the tiger complained, slowing his thrusts and withdrawing from me, allowing me to finally lower my tail. "Try this one" the lemur said with a smile as he withdrew from the fox and moved around and with a bit of effort, made the unfortunate male accept his shaft in his muzzle. The tiger got down onto the floor and mounted the fox as the lemur had suggested, leaving me with the pair of huskies, still tied with the larger one while my tongue lapped at the withdrawing length of the smaller one who had finished in my mouth. "Wow, did you like her muzzle that much?" the lemur asked as he noticed the small husky pulling back from me. "Umm.. yeah" he answered with a blush, reaching a paw down to pet my ears in appreciation. "Well you'll have to try this one next, I bet she'll be a total slut just like this fennec soon" the lemur said with a wide smile as he enjoyed the reluctant fox's mouth.

Fortunately before anyone thought to take advantage of me any further I managed to free myself from the large husky's knot, lifting up with a gasp as I finally pulled free and flooded our thighs and the sofa with his cum. I wobbled unsteadily to my footpaws and gingerly made my way back to the stairs, taking a kitchen towel to hold between my legs and stop the trail of cum I was leaving as I walked before trying to make my way up to search for Angie. I was still quite sore from the experience so it was slow going climbing the steps, but the guests Angie had left me with didn't seem to mind my absence, now having all their attention focused on the newly soon to be female fox. Finally I made my way to Angie's room and heard her shower running, no doubt cleaning up after her own 'stuffing' and getting herself ready for whatever else she had planned for the two of us. I let myself into her bathroom to find her moaning and rubbing one paw over her breast, with the other between her legs as she leaned against the wall with her eyes closed under the shower in the corner of the bathroom. I sighed and shook my head. Angie was completely insatiable, and here I was the one everyone expected to be a total slut just because I was a fennec. Life just wasn't fair I thought as I dropped the towel and climbed into the shower with her.

Angie was not the least bit surprised at my entering unannounced and helped to comfort and wash me after what I had been through, the warm shower making me feel much better as always. After a long while of shampooing and rinsing off and a bit of playful groping here and there we finally turned off the water and activated the large noisy body blow dryer. I normally hated to use it but since it seemed plans had been made I didn't want to object to being made to endure the blustery thing. Once we were both sufficiently dry Angie shut off the dryer and picked up a small box from the counter placing it in my paws. "Here, you take care of this and I'll get our clothes ready" Angie said, bounding out of the room and closing the door behind her. I watched her with a puzzled expression as closing a door to provide privacy was very unlike her, so I opened up the box to see why she had offered such a curtesy. The box contained a liquid container and a pair of oddly shaped attachments which I soon guessed the use of. I read the instructions from the container as I connected one of the attachments to it with a slender tube, fitting it snugly between my legs before twisting a release valve and letting the liquid flow down through the tube. I had used these sorts of things before of course when the occasion called for it, but this one seemed especially thorough, and Angie's insistence that I use it did not bode well for my expectations of what the rest of the day's activities would involve. After using both attachments and feeling completely clean inside and out I thoroughly washed the attachments in the sink and closed up the box before stepping out into Angie's bedroom to get dressed.

Angie had already dressed herself and laid out a similar outfit for me on her bed. It seemed to be some sort of sporting outfit, complete with pads and boots, and a few strange pieces I didn't recognize. "Let me help" Angie said, her tail wagging happily as she picked up a few pieces of the outfit and started strapping them to my naked body. "Doesn't anything go on under this" I asked confusedly as the various pieces of padding were strapped about my arms and legs. Angie just looked at me puzzled and shook her head "It goes like this, see?" and with that she stepped back, letting me look her over, doing a slow turn before picking up a belt and wrapping it around my hips. I noted that the outfit had sturdy elbow and knee pads and a set of heavy boots and gloves along with what seemed like split parts of a long sleeved coat and pants that attached together with the pads like some kind of harness.

Once Angie had finished helping to dress me she took a step back and tilted her head side to side looking me over. "I hope I got your size right" she said, giving my clothes a few tugs, "can you move?" I lifted my arms and took a few steps back and forth, finding the outfit surprisingly unrestricting and light, the thickness of the padding seeming to slim down as it bent and stretched around my joints, leaving my figure mostly normal looking with a few slight bulges of padding here and there. The parts that most concerned me though were the more intimate coverings. While I wore what felt like sleeves, leggings, and a corset, my breasts and crotch seemed to be covered only by a light layer of tightly fitting fabric. I lifted a paw to my chest and poked at the cloth curiously. It felt like only tissue paper, and being lightly colored compared to the gray and black of the rest of the outfit, seemed to call a lot of attention to the more intimate areas of my body.

Angie was looking quite pleased as I stepped in front of her mirror and turned to look at myself from behind, noting the padding on my rear split down the middle under my tail by another strip of thin white cloth. "What is all this?" I asked somewhat nervously, unsure of what Angie had gotten me into. "It's for a game, now come on or we're going to be late" Angie said, picking up a pair of padded hats and safety glasses and taking my paw to lead me back downstairs. "But.. umm" I tried to protest as Angie dragged me along back downstairs. The males who had used us earlier were now gone, though the mess they had made was still present, showing just how much they all had enjoyed the fox by the large wet spot on the floor where he had been bent over and, the strong scent of how they had marked him. I sighed and shook my head thinking of the cleanup we would have to do later as Angie ushered me out the door, locking it behind her before bouncing her way to the car. I got in with no further objections, wanting to remain outside as little as possible on a day like today. It had snowed the day before but rained most of the night and was still quite cold and damp, though I noted my outfit did a great deal to keep me warm except in those areas with the especially thin cloth.

We pulled out of the parking area and Angie smiled as she took in the sights of more than a few furs being publically 'stuffed' along our route to wherever we might be going. I thought better of inquiring as I too looked out the window, taking in the sights of furs down on the ground, pressed up against walls, and bent over the hoods of parked cars. "Where did you find those guys?" I asked as Angie took what seemed to be a well-practiced route to our destination. "I just went for a walk" she said with a smile "It's a holiday after all, you really should learn to get more involved." I rolled my eyes and shook my head, this definitely wasn't the sort of day when getting involved was likely to be a good idea. "Besides," she added in a teasing voice, "it'll make the game easier when we get there." I felt my tummy growling and checked the time on the car's clock. "Can we at least get something to eat?" I asked, noting that it was quickly approaching lunch time. "Better not," Angie answered, "we'll be better off not eating first." I folded my arms and sighed again, feeling my breasts strain against the tight thin fabric covering them. "Oh it'll be fun, trust me" Angie said, reaching a paw over to poke my nose playfully. Knowing Angie's idea of fun all too well, this didn't make me feel much better.

After a rather lengthy drive Angie pulled off the road at an unmarked intersection with what looked like little more than a dirt path leading out into the nearby woods. I perked up my ears and looked around as the car slowly moved over the uneven path, the vibrations doing little to help curb my anxious anticipation. After driving through a narrow opening in the trees for quite a while the path opened up to a large well lit area where several cars were parked along the grass next to what looked like a sort of garden. Large light posts illuminated the parking area, though the garden seemed much darker, only lit with a small strips of lighting following along a path which led up to a large group of furs all gathered together. Angie parked the car and we got out together, following the path up to the group, a few of which were wearing similar outfits to those we each had on.

"..or you can come around to the exit and watch on the monitors from there, and wait until the time has run out to take your pick as they come out from then on." a familiar voice finished as we stepped up to listen. "Are there any questions?" Asked a rotund, well-dressed otter I knew to be Max, standing at the front of the group. "Good, now then girls over here" he said, wandering casually around the group toward an opening in the nearby hedge row. Angie, myself, and the other girls dressed as we were followed along, obviously interested in what Max had to say. "I do hope you are all nice and ready for all of that" he said with a smile, drawing a few giggles and nervous shuffles from the other girls listening. "Remember you have a ten minute head start then the guys can come in after you. Those blindfolds will help but remember they'll be able to smell you and don't have to let you go until they're satisfied. If you don't make it out in an hour we have some more surprises for you to help motivate you to make your way to the finish where you'll be stuffed long and hard the rest of the night.

I whimpered at the explanation, not looking forward to whatever this game had in store. "Oh, and one little piece of advice ladies, try not to get wet" Max said with a smile, lifting his paw to a nearby young squirrel who nervously moved up to stand at his side. She looked quite familiar I thought but I didn't consider it for long as Max gave a firm tug at her top. "This is pretty strong when its dry, but when you get it wet.." he said holding up his paw again to which the squirrel lifted a glass of water she had been holding. Max poured the water over her chest like a wet t-shirt contest and the light material turned pinkish and became nearly transparent, showing off her hard nipples. Max gave the girl's top another tug and this time it ripped away, leaving the vixen's ample breasts exposed which drew a few gasps from a few of the girls gathered around. "Now then, line up over here and let's get started" Max concluded with a smile, gesturing to the gap in the hedge where a cheetah and a wolf stood waiting.

Angie helped me with my hat and glasses before putting her own on as we got into line with the other girls, each one by one being numbered and allowed to pass through the opening in the hedge. "Nine" Rick, the familiar cheetah said to the wolf, sticking a number on my tummy and back as the wolf marked it down. "Enjoy yourself slut" Rick said at a whisper before spraying me with a strong smelling perfume from a bottle, making me wrinkle my nose. "We'll all be enjoying you later" he said with a swat to my rear which I barely felt through the padding as I stepped forward to discover what this game was going to involve. I looked back briefly at Angie who was now being numbered and sprayed just as I was, but she motioned me to go on and I nodded in agreement, realizing that saving time was likely to be very important from now on.

As I moved through the gap in the hedge and turned a corner, I quickly discovered I was entering some sort of maze with pathways leading off in several directions. A few of the girls who had entered before me seemed to be standing around puzzled as well, and a couple I noticed were even showing a little pink between their legs already from the excitement. I shook my head and tried not to think about that, moving on in a direction that I hoped would take me as far from the entrance as possible before the first ten minutes were up. As I walked along turning this way and that through the maze, I suddenly felt my footpaws sink into the ground and looked down to see what I had stepped in. There seemed to be some kind of robotic device that had taken ahold of my footpaws, gripping my boots and leaving me stuck unable to move. As I looked down to see how to free myself I saw a rounded arm lifting up between the two parts holding my legs. I wobbled unsteadily trying to pull my legs free but gave up after nearly falling over onto the wet grass. The arm continued raising until it pressed between my legs and to my shock began to vibrate. It pushed hard against my sex but the cloth held and after a few moments it withdrew, sinking back down to the ground and releasing my footpaws, leaving me trembling nervously as I quickly stepped away from the device.

Looking down between my legs I noted my clothing was thankfully still not showing any signs of wetness for now, though I didn't know how long I could keep it that way if I ran into more traps like this one. I took a deep breath to try and calm down and took note to be more careful about watching my step as I again began making my way through the maze of hedges. After a minute or two I came to what looked like a wooden door. Strangely the door had no handle or lock visible as I warily looked it over from a distance, but what it did have was a rod sticking out from the center about two thirds of the way down, with a pair of pads set to both sides on the floor in front of it. It was too obvious to be a trap I hoped as I timidly approached the door, touching the rod to see if it was movable as a way to get the door to open. The rod held firmly in place but it had a strange rubbery texture and a scent coming from it I found quite pleasing as I leaned down to get a closer look. When I stepped on the two pads the rod jerked and began to move back and forth, squirting fluid from the end which I hopped back from, narrowly avoiding getting my clothes wet.

I was considering turning back and finding another route when I suddenly heard a scream from somewhere in the maze, followed by a series of softer cries, no doubt from one of the other girls who had met with some sort of misfortune. I resolved not to try my luck with another path and instead looked over the door once again. It must have something to do with the scent I thought as I approached the door again and bent forward, being careful not to step on either of the pads. The scent was very pleasant with my nose close to the tip so I ventured to extend my tongue to give it a lick and found it sweet, leaving my tongue with a slight tingling feeling. I quickly realized what the door must be intended for and got down on my knees, leaning forward to take the rod in my mouth with my paws braced against the door for support, before inching my knees forward onto the pads. Again the rod came to life, squirting the sweet tasting liquid into my mouth and slowly moving back and forth, making me carefully follow its movements to keep it in my mouth so as not to have it get any of the liquid on my clothes. It was easy at first but slowly the rod picked up speed and along with it, increased the amount of fluid it was squirting into my muzzle.

I swallowed quickly but found it hard to keep up, moving my paws up as I felt liquid start leaking from the sides of my mouth, trying not to let any get on my clothes. If I moved back my knees would slip off the pads, but if this kept up much longer the flood of liquid would soak the entire front of my outfit. Was this really just a trap? Was it going to keep this up until I stopped it? Was I going to be able to take much more? My mind reeled and I strained frantically at the choking amount of fluid filling my muzzle and leaking out over my paws. Finally the rod stopped with a click, pulling back almost to the surface of the door. It paused there for a moment, giving me a slight chance to recover, and then it gushed. It was like a hose turned on in my mouth, as long spurts of sticky fluid caused my eyes to go wide with fright as I found myself not nearly able to swallow it all. Fortunately the flood soon subsided and the door swung open, pulling the dripping rod from my mouth and allowing me to lurch forward and spit out as much of the sticky sweet liquid as I could manage.

After a few moments of panting I wiped my muzzle on the backs of my sticky gloves and nervously looked over my clothes. It hadn't been nearly as bad as I thought from the way it felt. My paws and arms were a mess but they had helped to protect the important parts of my clothes quite a bit, the light cloth covering my chest showing only a few lines and spots of pink where the fluid had run down and dripped on my chest. Picking myself up I slowly made my way through the open door, making sure to keep an eye out for anything on the other side that might indicate another trap. The maze beyond the door seemed darker, the light strips along the base of the hedges seeming dimmer than before and making it more difficult to see very far. Nothing else seemed much different I decided, as I again set out to try and move in the direction I guessed was away from where I had started, often running into dead ends and having to backtrack.

"Ten minutes ladies, no time to waste" came a voice from all around, from speakers I assumed to be hidden among the hedges. Knowing there was now more risk than just traps I picked up my pace, trying to find the most direct route possible forward. After a few more dead ends I stopped and listened closely. From somewhere nearby I could hear the sound of running water. After a moment's consideration I decided to try and find it. Water was of course not at all desirable to be around the way this game was set up, but that would likely mean it was an important obstacle to pass I guessed, or at least hoped as I sought out the source of the sound. My fennec ears helped me to locate the water with relative ease, though I narrowly avoided two additional traps, one hanging down like some kind of spider web which I barely saw in time and narrowly squeezed past, and another which seemed to be a sort of trip wire that would set off some hidden trap that I didn't wish to stay and investigate further.

The source of the water I discovered appeared to be an artificial waterfall pouring over a pathway that led further into the maze. It was situated in large open area containing a number of lighted fountains which periodically spouted jets of water which leapt between them. Not wanting to risk getting wet I sunk down to all fours and crawled up to the waterfall, looking around it for some way to sneak by without getting myself soaked. Unfortunately there seemed no such option as the thick sheet of water poured down into a shallow basin that replaced the path for a short distance in front of it, forcing anyone who wished get by to walk through the ankle deep water, and then under the heavy shower in order to pass. I thought to turn back but again remembering the time limit and considering the previous doorway I hesitated, taking a moment to again look around and see if there were another solution.

Along with the sound of falling water I noticed sometimes the sound of water hitting metal and looked around for its source. Some of the fountains which were shooting the short jets of water which seemed to hop back and forth seemed to have large rectangular metal plates attached to them with what looked like handles along the shorter edges. Once in a while one of the jets of water would strike one, showering droplets about as its path was interrupted. A few of the fountains seemed to be missing the plates but seemed otherwise identical. I smiled to myself. Some of the other girls must have come this way and taken them already I thought, that must be the way to get through the water. Carefully I started trying to memorize the timing of the fountains. The plates were up high on the fountains and I would have to be very careful if I were to stand up next to one and try and get it down.

Slowly I crawled over near one of the plates, watching the jets of water carefully until I felt I could hop up and remove it from the fountain. I leapt to my footpaws and grabbed the handle of the plate but it wouldn't come free. I twisted it and jerked but it stayed firmly in place. Suddenly a jet of water splashed against the plate and I cried out as it sprayed over me, getting me wet but also releasing the plate and letting me quickly sink back down to the ground with it. Unfortunately the damage was done and my breasts were now clearly showing through the pink fabric of my top, leaving little to the imagination and worse yet, leaving the thin cloth even more vulnerable to being ripped away. I whimpered and ventured to look lower. The cloth covering my sex seemed not quite as damp at first look but on closer examination was starting to show a clear strip of pink along my slit. I whimpered nervously as I realized how hot I was feeling. Whether it had been something in that sweet sticky fluid or just the tension of the situation I couldn't be sure, but I took another deep breath to try and relax, focusing again on the task of getting through the waterfall.

I crawled back to the edge of the basin and took a moment to consider a plan. The handles were very wide apart and would be hard to hold, so I decided to go through sideways with the plate held over my head. With my paws exposed holding the handles I would have to be quick since the water would run down my arms, but since my chest was already quite damp I was most concerned about it getting below my waist before I could make it through. The flow of water looked very strong so I resolved to go slow rather than try and rush through since it was more important to be careful than quick. After thinking the plan through several times I stood up and took a step into the basin. My boots luckily seemed waterproof but the surface inside the basin was very slippery and I nearly fell when I got both footpaws in. Nervously I tried pushing the plate into the waterfall which made a loud sound causing me to fold my ears down. It had nearly pulled the plate from my grip due to the strength of the current so I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath, moving as close to the falling water as I dared and then pushed the plate in above my head, showering water to either side of me.

My plan worked relatively well as luck would have it, keeping me dry as I unsteadily inched forward under the water until I could safely move the plate away and let it resume its natural flow behind me. I seemed to be in some sort of tunnel I thought, wiping off the water droplets from my glasses and holding my paws out in front of me to try and feel my way through. Although I had stepped out of the basin the floor seemed sticky under my footpaws, possibly mud from all the water I thought as I trudged forward into a wall. Strangely the wall felt sticky too and had an eerie moving texture to it that made me pull my paws away in disgust before turning to find an open passage way to the side. In the strange dark tunnel I felt several more strange things, warm touches groping at my body, sometimes tugging at my tail or gripping my wrists and ankles preventing me from moving. I dropped the metal plate and used my paws to free myself from the unseen appendages which grew stronger and more frequent as I traversed the tunnels. At long last I came to an opening leading back to the hedge maze under the partial canopy of leaves. It was still light and the presence of light strips once again helped me to see between the tall walls of bushes, though I did not venture to peer back into the tunnel to see what had been grabbing at me and rubbing at my body.

The next obstacle I arrived at seemed simply a narrowing of the path with the overgrown hedges growing together from opposite sides of the path. I didn't think much of it at first but the further I went the more the branches poked at me, causing me to fold my ears under my hat and take extra care with each step as the flimsy cloth of my top threatened to tear at every snag. As the plants grew even more dense I started having to bend and stretch my body in different ways in order to fit through, sometimes crouching, sometimes standing up straight, even lifting my arms over my head and inching slowly forward so that my clothes wouldn't rip. As I went I noticed several fragments of pink cloth warning me of what would happen if I wasn't extra careful.

Just when I was almost through I took a step forward and tripped over a branch I couldn't see, causing me to flail with my paws to keep from falling as I struggled to regain my footing. Rrrrrip! I whimpered and looked down to see my breasts now completely exposed with the cloth that had covered them hanging from a nearby branch of the hedge. I covered my chest with my arm and with a few steps more managed to reach a point where the hedge widened again, letting me move freely through the maze. I felt much colder without the thin cloth to cover my chest and my pierced nipples stood out from my small breasts, making me sensitive to the slightest breeze. I tried covering them with my paws but that was only more stimulating, and the last thing I needed now was to get even more turned on. From somewhere in the maze I heard a pair of voices, one male and one female, crying out together doing nothing to help my state of arousal. I wondered how much time was left, and how much of the maze I had covered so far. I didn't want to think about if I was even going in the right direction or not and instead again pressed on, carefully making my way through the hedges and stepping around any traps I managed to see.

The next door I came to was quite similar to the first I had encountered with two pads set in front of it and a long familiar looking rod, though this time it was positioned between the pads rather than partway down the door. I looked down between my legs and noted the wetness spreading, but shook my head, deciding against giving up more of my protection to make it through the door after what the maze had already tried to do to me thus far. I turned around and looked for another path, eventually hearing a series of mechanical sounds and heading towards it.

When I discovered the source of the sounds I gasped in surprise. A young doe was suspended from a large metal ring at the side of the path with her arms and legs spread wide. Her top was soaked through but had not yet been removed, however her nether coverings had been ripped and she was now being penetrated by an alternating pair of toys similar to the one I had experienced earlier, their mechanical thrusting making the sounds I had heard. Her eyes were wide and she was moaning incoherently with soaking thighs as the toys which penetrated her splashed their fluids everywhere. At the other side of the path were more of the large metal rings, and before me one was suspended up a small metal staircase facing down the widened corridor between hedges. There seemed to be a set of rails above that guided the rings along a route which took them down the path, allowing them to move them in different ways as they passed over what looked like a series of mirrored tiles. "What is this?" I asked the girl but she just shook her head and begged for help. "Please, I've tried two times, make it stop" she whimpered, but I could see no way to release her and was hesitant to get any closer to the splashing liquid. I moved up to inspect the ring and found that it would easily adjust to fit my size if I chose to slot my arms and legs into the waiting slots, which would no doubt lock me in just like the doe. There seemed to be some sort of control levers in the paw slots, but I couldn't figure out exactly what they might do, and any time I wasted guessing was putting me more and more at risk.

I turned around and backtracked, finding a few dead ends but no other way forward besides the door or the ring without a significant detour. Neither option seemed particularly appealing, but I had come this far and this was likely to be another puzzle just like the ones before I had beaten, so I decided to give it my best try. The doe cried out as I walked past her again, writhing lustfully as she clearly reached her climax, though the machine showed no sign of stopping any time soon. I wondered briefly how many she had on those toys, but this was no time to get distracted as I stepped up to the ring and gave its track another looking over. There seemed to be three sets of mirrors along the ground and a display screen at the far end of the track to provide some kind of information, but more than that it was impossible to guess without giving it a try. I took a deep breath and ran a paw along the edge of the ring. I could really use a bathroom about now I whimpered, nervousness always making me need to pee. Still I summoned all the courage I could manage and slipped into the ring, gripping the levers with my paws and waiting for whatever came next.

As I expected the display snapped on, showing a bar of pink colored lights about a quarter of the way full along with "Stage 1" in large white lettering. The ring started to vibrate and a few seconds later started to slide forward along the track it was suspended from, bringing me to rest over the first set of mirrors. Surprisingly the bottom section of the ring between my legs remained on the platform, leaving the space between my legs empty. It wouldn't have been all that surprising if I had taken the time to think about what it might have in store for me, but it was too late for that and the mirrors slid apart, revealing a series of water fountains which began their steady jets of water reaching straight up toward me. I gripped at the levers and noticed I could move the ring along the track back and forth and forward and back, allowing me to avoid the slowly rising and falling jets of water threatening to soak my clothes. I trembled nervously in the firm grip of the ring and carefully maneuvered myself back and forth, trying to avoid as much of the water as possible. Occasionally some splashed along where my footpaws were attached to the lower part of the ring, and once or twice a new jet of water started lifting right between my legs, forcing me to move through another jet of water nearby that sprayed over my arms and legs.

The ring moved painfully slowly, but luckily there was a countdown on the display of two minutes and I felt I could keep myself dry at least that long. Unfortunately the pace of the water didn't stay the same. The jets rose and fell faster and I found it harder and harder to keep up with the slow moving ring, water getting ever closer, sometimes wetting my thighs and tail as I struggles to avoid it. Finally just as the jets rose toward me leaving nowhere to move to avoid them, the timer expired and they all suddenly turned off, leaving me with a sigh of relief as the mirrors moved back into place and the ring automatically moved forward to the next stage. I shook my head to try and remove some of the droplets of water from my glasses and looked to the display for its status. "Stage 2" it read, with the bar now nearly half full though still I found its purpose difficult to guess. There was no time to try and find out however, as the second set of mirrors opened up to prepare the next stage's challenge.

A set of three mechanical arms lifted up and slowly positioned themselves to stimulate my body. One extended out metal fingers toward each of my exposed nipples, while the two arms below me were directed toward my two remaining cloth coverings, one in front and one behind. A timer started once again and I felt myself lowered down onto the slender metal arm positioned between my legs which started vibrating on making contact with my still covered sex. I gasped and pulled at the controls, but their response had changed. Instead of moving me side to side, the ring slowly lifted until the metal vibrators were firmly pressed against my nipples and began to buzz. I couldn't take nearly as much direct stimulation to my exposed flesh and quickly tugged the control lever again, this time being lowered and moved backward until I felt a vibration start up under my tail. This I could manage a while longer I thought, but I soon discovered there was more to this stage than just vibration. I started feeling something wet under my tail and gasped, straining to look back and quickly tugging at the lever to make the ring move. As the vibration returned between my legs I saw the nipple vibrators start to leak some kind of thick clear liquid.

Since my breasts were already exposed and I had no concern for getting my chest wet, I pulled the lever again, lifting myself up to where the warm liquid leaked out over my breasts along with the vibrations to my nipples. Soon the liquid stopped and I leaned forward to see the arm between my legs begin leaking, seeming thankfully that not all of them would be going at the same time. I whimpered as I held out until the liquid stopped, finally sighing in relief as I gave my nipples a rest from the vibrations only to have them start up again against my barely covered sex. The timer at this point still had a minute and a half remaining and the colored bar was steadily raising now well over half way to the end. When the liquid started at the upper arm again I figured it was safe and moved the lever to slide back to the vibrator under my tail once again. It didn't seem like this was going to be too bad I thought, but again I was proven wrong as I began to feel a steady tingling under my tail and along my chest. That liquid was definitely having an effect I whimpered, waiting as long as I dared before moving myself back up to have my breasts stimulated. The vibrations were definitely much more intense now and I quickly tugged the lever again, preferring the vibrator between my legs to subjecting my exposed nipples to any more.

Several more times I shifted my positions, barely staying ahead of the flow of liquid which seemed to be lasting longer and longer until finally two out of the three arms were going at once, making it almost impossible not to let a little of it touch me each time I moved the ring. At long last the stage ended and the arms withdrew, and again the mirrors were replaced as the ring moved on to the next set. I was panting softly and my body felt like it was on fire. The stimulating liquid and intense vibrations had definitely done their work, almost convincing me to bring myself to orgasm after this was over if not for the fact that I would likely soak myself in the process. I shook my head once again and tried to focus, I could worry about what comes next after I made it through this stage.

The bar seemed nearly full already when the final stage began, the mirrors again moving away, this time to reveal a grid of phallic toys which lifted up on metal arms in several positions, seemingly waiting for me to make a move. At first I thought it might be safe to keep still, but a toy slowly raising directly between my legs convinced me otherwise, and I pulled one of the levers to move myself away from its path, the ring shifting to the side by a fixed distance before stopping again. The other toys seemingly aligned in a sort of grid, changed their positions with some moving up and some moving down and out of sight, leaving me little uncertainty as to what would happen if I moved into a position that had a toy ready and waiting. Each time I changed positions the toy under me began raising, leaving me with only a few moments to decide my next move unless I wanted to feel it reach me. Unfortunately it was rather difficult to see how many moves there were, and moving backwards was always extremely risky since I could barely turn my neck to see behind me. Still there did seem to be a sort of pattern, though it changed slightly with each move as more and more of the toys remained in the up position, leaving fewer choices of safe moves to make. All the while the toy between my legs seemed to raise faster after each move so I started making sure to wait to the last possible moment before making my choice, even when I had one picked out.

Occasionally before I could decide my next move a toy would reach me and start to thrust against the damp fabric covering my sex, threatening with each movement to rip through it and penetrate me, a sensation which I knew at this point was almost sure to make me cum. That realization made me take a quick glance at the display again. I was now quite close to it and the bar seemed nearly full, but kept mostly steady unless one of the toys started thrusting between my legs. I must lose if I orgasm I realized, making me even more nervous which inadvertently drove the bar even higher. I soon made a wrong move and immediately a toy started thrusting hard against my sex, pressing the liquid from the last step against my flesh through the fabric and causing my cunny lips to start tingling. Frantically I tugged at the lever, moving myself back away from the toy, only to realize another had lifted behind me which now begin thrusting up under my tail. Rrrrrip! My eyes bulged wide and I cried out sharply as the toy forced its way through the dampened fabric and penetrated my rear entrance with its long thick, quickly thrusting shaft. I tried to move the levers but the controls no longer responded, and I was left to watch in horror as another toy lifted into place between my legs and prepared to start thrusting. "Don't cum" I whimpered to myself as I felt my body start to tremble.

Ding! A cheerful sounding chime was emitted from the display and the toys withdrew, leaving me panting heavily barely realizing what had happened. The ring moved forward to a matching platform like the one I had started on, clicking into place in a similar position which completed the lower part of the ring between my legs. I felt the restraints relax and when I was able to pull myself free I collapsed on the platform, exhausted and still trembling with need. It took me quite a while to recover, though I didn't dare guess how long it took me since there was still a time limit to consider. By the time I managed to stand myself back up the machine was giving the doe another chance, though with no clothes to protect her even a little I didn't know how she could be expected to make it through the third stage, if she could even get past the second in her current state. I decided not to watch and left her to her task as I continued on through the maze.

It wasn't long after that I heard voices, another pair or more of furs obviously engaged in Stuffing Day activities. Why did that machine have to take so long? I sighed and collected myself to try and sneak carefully through the maze ahead, hoping not to give any nearby males anything more to go by than my scent. Not long after I discovered another girl, a tall slender raccoon still surprisingly covered by completely soaked clothes, looking down a long wide section of hedges tangled with vines and large strange looking flowers. "What is it?" I asked her. "See?" She said, gesturing with her paw down the path. I didn't see at first, but watching for a moment I noticed some of the vines slowly moving in the dim light, indicating that somehow this entire section was a dangerous trap. I thought to turn back and look for another way when just then a large blindfolded male lion turned the corner behind us and confidently stepped forward with his arms out, sniffing at the air.

"Eep!" the raccoon girl exclaimed before dashing forward nosily down the dense path. I froze as the lion hurried forward after her, hearing her run away from him. I crouched down nervously and trembled, keeping still and hoping I wouldn't be noticed as the lion hurried by, nearly tripping over me but fortunately making his way past and following after the raccoon girl down the path. "Eep!" I heard her voice cry out again and looking after her I saw that one of the vines had grabbed her and was now being joined by others attracted to her struggling as they curled around her body. I looked away, feeling a strange sensation and peering down over myself in surprise. It seemed in all the excitement my nervousness had gotten the better of me and made me lose control of my body. I stared in disbelief as I continued to wet myself, soaking through the last remaining cloth between my legs and leaving my scent in the grass of the trail.

The lion had caught up with the raccoon girl and was stuffing her by the time I stood and quietly turned to leave, intent on finding some other way that didn't involve either plants or stuffing. I paused for a moment and considered my options. No doubt there were other males close behind, and any other route I was likely to find at this point would be at least equally as risky. I looked over my shoulder down the long corridor again. The path with the plants was rather long so if I somehow could make it through I would cover a lot of distance and be that much closer to the finish, and the plants only seemed attracted to the wildly thrashing girl. If I walked very slowly and carefully I decided I might make it, and given the alternative it was worth a try.

I took a timid first few steps through the tangled weaving vines and paused. They looked almost snakelike in their slow weaving motions, slithering over and under each other and around my boots where I stood, seeming to take little notice of me. I took care not to step on them and found I could easily work my way down the path without disturbing them so long as I was careful. By the time I had nearly reached the pair of furs I started to become worried. The vines nearby writhed and lifted up from the ground, seemingly feeling about for anything they could latch onto. The raccoon girl had them wrapped around her arms and legs and one even seemed to be penetrating her sex as the lion thrust his length in under her tail. She looked up at me and whimpered, already panting heavily from the experience. I blushed and watched nervously, hesitant to step forward and get myself caught in the same situation.

Unfortunately as I stood still watching I didn't feel one of the vines start to work its way up around one of my heavy boots, and when I tried to lift my footpaw to take a step I felt a tug holding me firmly in place. I looked down and gasped, seeing the now perturbed vine wrapped half way up my leg with others nearby now starting to take notice of my resistance. I tried to keep still but soon my other ankle was snared and pulled to the side leaving my legs spread wide apart as the vines methodically worked their way up my legs. I tried to use my paws to gently push them back down and unwrap them from my legs, but this only served to let the vines coil around my wrists and pull them out to the sides away from my body, bending me forward and leaving me helplessly trapped. I trembled as I watched my body becoming ever more ensnared by the creeping vines, unable to think of any way to break free.

As a vine curled around the base of my tail I started to panic, seeing what they were doing to the other girl gave me all too clear a picture of what was about to happen to me if I didn't get myself out of this, and I gave another frantic tug to try and pull away. That was a bad idea. The vines pulled tight in response and more shot up my body, wrapping around my waist and over my back, feeling over my body for something to latch onto. One of the probing vines reached under my tail and started pushing inside of me, while another poked at the wet cloth still covering my sex, applying increasing pressure to the fabric as I watched additional thin vines coil around it, adding to its size and strength. A pair of vines also seemed attracted to my exposed nipples, latching on like clamps and wiggling about painfully, making me whimper.

Eventually the pressure between my legs became too much and I watched panic stricken as the fabric started to give out. Rrrrrip! I gasped as the thick mass of vines thrust into my soaking cunny, spreading me wide as its thickness increased the further it thrust. The panic soon faded and I found myself moaning in pleasure, the attention finally giving me the release I desperately needed as my body responded to the vines and began a long series of constant orgasms. "Enjoying the show?" asked the Lion, obviously having heard the sound of my voice crying out nearby. I only whimpered and continued moaning softly as the vines pressed deeper into my body and tugged at my sensitive nips. "That's good, because you're next" he added as he picked up the pace of his thrusting, making the raccoon girl moan louder along with me. It wasn't long before he let out a long growl and gripped her hips tightly, his heavy balls pulsing as he climaxed before slowly withdrawing, leaving her abused rear leaking feline cum as the vines continued to use her.

The blindfolded lion then felt his way over to me, the vines strangely seeming completely uninterested in him as he fumbled his way over them and eventually reached my entangled boots. He slowly stood himself up, running his paws over my body, smiling as he felt his way between my legs where the vines were steadily thrusting into my stretched cunny and tailhole. "Feels like your holes are busy slut" he said with a smirk, reaching up to my neck with his paw and pulling me down to bend forward even farther. "Give me that muzzle" he demanded, guiding my open panting mouth to his shaft which was already growing hard again, and quickly forcing it deep into my mouth. I was in no condition to resist and immediately started sucking his barbed length, running my tongue along the underside as he began to rock his hips while holding me firmly in place. The sensations from the vines were already almost more than I could deal with, my body more aroused than I could remember as an overwhelming feeling of warmth washed over me, eliciting an unending series of orgasmic spasms as I sucked the lion's growing shaft.

It took a while in my mesmerized state to realize there was more going on than just the thrusting of the vines inside of me. Bit by bit my body was feeling full and hot inside. I could feel my flat tummy bulging and the warmth I had thought was from my own body seemed more and more to be squirting into me from the thrusting tentacles. My breasts too seemed to jiggle more and more as the time passed. I couldn't look down from the way the lion held my head, but I was certain my chest was growing heavier and there was nothing I could do about it. Worse still it was really turning me on, and my mind wouldn't let me even think about stopping the immense waves of pleasure the plants were giving me, making me all too eager to please the lustful male who was more than willing to take advantage of me in my helpless state.

When the lion finally climaxed I didn't know how much time had passed or how many orgasms I had been forced to have. I just remembered his growl as his cum washed over my tongue and then he was gone, leaving me alone with the raccoon girl, to be used by the vines for as long as they would like. Finally after what seemed like an eternity the vines slowly receded. I fell to my knees and groaned as a flood of sticky liquid rushed out of my body for what seemed like several minutes, leaving me tingling and exhausted. The raccoon girl whose name I later learned was Amy seemed to have had an easier time recovering than I did, and came over to help me to stand, making sure I was alright before resuming her search for the exit. I felt over my body with my paws and whimpered at what I discovered. Though my tummy felt alright again my petite figure was somewhat distorted by my newly increased breast size, which had gone up by what felt like nearly two full sizes. I shook my head and did my best not to think about it as on wobbly legs I started moving again, taking a different path from Amy with the hope that we would both be safer by splitting up.

I soon came to another door much like the previous ones I had encountered, this one having the rod positioned further back behind the pair of kneeling pads and angled such that it was easy to imagine what its intended use was. Fortunately for me this door had already been opened. I didn't envy the girl who had unlocked it, but I was thankful she had as I stepped through and continued on my way, hoping that by this point there was not too much more left to go as I could already hear male voices talking some ways off indicating that I was thankfully on the right track.

After a few more dead ends and carefully avoided traps I made my way around the final turn and could see a short distance away a clearing with several of the furs I had seen at the entrance gathered around. I managed to smile a little and hurried forward, relived to finally be out of the maze. Carelessly I hadn't thought to watch my step and just as I reached the finish I tripped and fell forward on the ground, looking up at the group of furs who had by now turned to notice me. I blushed and tried to pick myself up, not considering what I might have set off. Suddenly I felt something pressing under my tail and looked back. A robotic device similar to those I had encountered before had lifted up and was beginning to thrust a lubricated toy against my clenched rear entrance. I tried to pull away but discovered that my ankles were stuck, and it wasn't long before my resistance gave out and the toy was thrust fully inside of me, causing me to cry out sharply much to the amusement of those furs now watching.

It wasn't long before I realized what was happening. The toy had a wide bulge like a canine knot, and once it locked inside of me it started to vibrate, but didn't actually continue moving. Instead I felt pressure building as the toy expanded, the vibrations growing steadily more intense as the toy grew larger and larger, painfully stretching my already sore rear entrance as it inflated inside of me. I continued looking down between my legs at the device holding me and whimpering, trying helplessly to slip free of its grip as the voices around me laughed, seeming to greatly enjoy my predicament. "Happy Stuffing Day!" one called, drawing even more laughter as I looked up with a painful whimper. The laughter grew louder though I couldn't understand why until I again looked down between my legs and noticed to my embarrassment that I had again unintentionally wet myself, making me start to worry my earlier accident was not a onetime occurrence.

Eventually the device released my ankles and the toy contracted, letting me gingerly pull off of it and crawl the rest of the way to the exit. I felt a gentle rush of warm air on my exposed flesh and fur in sharp contrast to the winter cold as a row of outdoor heaters helped to warm the area, making it much more comfortable for those waiting around for the results, watching the progress on a series of monitors connected to cameras hidden throughout the maze. I was guided to kneel on the ground in front of Rick, waiting to hear how I had done. "Number Nine" he called, looking at a timer held in his paw "Sixty-two minutes." I gasped and looked up in disbelief, unable to comprehend what had just happened. Rick looked down at me with a smile, gesturing to the wolf who had been helping him earlier. "Strip her" he said, folding his arms and watching in approval as the wolf lifted me to my footpaws and proceeded to remove my entire outfit piece by piece leaving me completely naked before him.

It seemed I was the first to come in after the time limit as I looked about to see several of the other girls having arrived already, still mostly clothed in their outfits with the exception of several missing parts ripped off during their trips through the maze. Most were now standing around with the males watching how the remaining girls in the maze were doing on the monitors and... "Click!" I blinked in surprise and shook my head as I was brought back to my present situation as Rick locked a collar around my neck, something by now I should have been quite used to. "You had a good run slut" Rick said, stroking a paw over my ear. "You might be needing diapers for the next few weeks, but you should alright after that, most of the time. For now though you've got a long night ahead of you. I hope you like stuffing." And with that he unfastened his pants and guided my muzzle to his sheath, directing me to lick him and take his feline length into my mouth as we waited for more girls to arrive. That 'most of the time' started to become a worry, but it was soon forgotten as the wolf joined in behind me, lifting my rear and guiding his throbbing length between the still spread lips of my dripping sex. I whimpered around Rick's shaft in response. By the time the night was over I was going to be very glad Stuffing Day came only once a year.