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The small otter tugged at his collar a little as he walked into the round room, looking around curiously. The walls were adorned in thick, heavy curtains--presumably over hidden windows--and heavy hardwoods. Plush carpets covered the floor, broken in some places by large, overstuffed couches and chairs. In the center of the room was a table, where he'd play a game for his Master. He licked his lips slightly, looking up at his owner.

The tall, nickering appaloosa horse smiled down at the otter, rubbing over his head and ears affectionately, then patting his back and guiding him into the room. "It's just a simple game," he said. "And with all the training we've been doing recently, I think you'll do well at it," he promised.

The otter's ears turned a little, and he squirmed, looking back toward the door as the other horse walked in with a small, fluffy looking fox. The fox was carrying a box, and the large, solid-white stallion carried a wide, flat mat.

His appaloosa master stroked him again, smiling. "The pieces look different, and the board is bigger, but it's the same game," he said. "Just one small change."

The otter's cheeks reddened. "What sort of change?" he asked.

The white stallion nickered deeply. "You have to take a piece when you capture it."

The otter frowned, not understanding, but moments later, he started to. The white stallion unrolled the checkered play mat as the fox walked over, opening the box and pulling out the... well... 'pieces.'

Instead of the normal chess pieces he'd expected, the fox started to pull out... toys. Dildos and plugs were arranged on the board. The otter swallowed hard. "So, when I capture a piece..."

The large, white stallion laughed. "You lean over, and you take it," he said, laughing deeply. "It stays in until you take the next one."

The fox giggled softly. "You're gonna love my end game," the fox said, tittering quietly at his own joke as the white stallion smirked, leaning over and pinching the fox's ass firmly.

The appaloosa leaned down, nosing the otter's cheek, then smiled at him. "Don't try to play a game of attrition," he advised. "Just focus."

The otter turned toward the table, sighing a little as he looked at it. A row of butt plugs where the pawns would be, followed by a series of dildos. Knotted canine for rooks, ridged reptilian for knights, barbed feline for bishops, and equine for the king and queen. He was only able to tell the difference between them thanks to the king's flared head and thick medial ring. He squirmed a little, frowning and biting his lip a little as he stood at the side of the table.

"Black or white?" the fox asked, giggling.

"White," said the otter, panting softly. His tail faltered back and forth slightly, as he reached forward and moved the King's Pawn forward to D4, then watched the fox mirror the move, meeting with his own pawn on D5.

The otter sighed quietly, then quickly developed his King's Knight--a firm, red-and-black splotched dragon cock--to F3. A standard opening, which the fox met by moving his Queen's Pawn to D6. The otter felt his cock thicken a little in excitement as his eyebrows arched. An inferior move, he knew. He started to grin.

The appaloosa leaned over to the white stallion, chuckling softly. "He's got him already," he said. "He can see the match clearly."

The otter advanced his Queen's Pawn to D4, biting his lip slightly as the fox picked up his Queen Side Bishop, a solid blue lion cock, to G4.

The otter squirmed slightly, reaching out and taking his pawn from D4 to E5, capturing a pawn, then picking it up. He looked at it, then over at the horses.

"There's lube by the side of the table," the white stallion said.

The otter nodded, looking down and sighing slightly as he found it. He picked it up, then poured a little lube on it. He raised his tail, then bit his lip before he lowered the toy to his pucker, grunting as he slowly worked it into himself. He swallowed hard, panting and pushing it into himself. It wasn't very big, but it was more than enough to stretch him out. He panted a little, then leaned back up, nodding to the fox who eagerly picked up the lion cock from G4, moving it to F3 and eagerly picked up the ridged draconic dick.

The fox applied a little lube, then raised his tail, sliding it into place without so much as a sound. He grinned at the otter. "I've played this a lot," he explained, grinning and squirming on the toy a little bit, squeezing it with his rump.

The otter looked down, swallowing hard and sighing as he reached for the equine toy, his queen, and moved it to capture to lion on F3. He picked it up, reaching behind himself and tugging out the plug with a soft moan before reaching for the lube again. He applied it to the toy, working it under his tail and pushing it into his ass. He went to fast, and he found himself gritting his teeth hard for a moment as he was stretched painfully.

He let out a slow, panting breath, then nodded at the fox again, who seemed to be rubbing his chest and enjoying himself. He seemed almost sad as he moved his pawn from D6 to D5, capturing a pawn and having to replace the large, ridged toy with a small, simple plug.

The otter frowned for a moment, then grinned a little. That was how he could win, it seemed...

He developed his King's Side bishop to C4, leaving the black and orange striped tiger cock there to put pressure on the fox's king side, then nodded as the fox's King Side knight moved out to F6. The otter moved his King to B3, nodding as the fox's Queen slipped down to E7. The otter's remaining Knight shifted out to C3 as the fox's C7 pawn moved to C6.

The otter grinned, then moved his Queen's Bishop to G5.

The fox frowned, then advanced a pawn to B5.

The appaloosa chuckled, and the stallion sighed a little. "Yours is the better player, but let's see him actually take the pieces."

White quickly moved his Knight to capture the pawn on B5, reaching behind himself and pulling out the lion toy with a whimper and a sigh, gladly replacing it with the pawn, smiling as the fox eagerly captured his Knight, removing the plug in his rump and replacing it with the dragon with a high, happy sigh.

He was falling for it.

The otter captured the freshly moved pawn on B5, grinning. "Check," he said.

The fox squirmed, realizing what he'd done. He moved his Knight to block, blushing over at the white stallion who had narrowed his eyes.

The otter quickly castled on the Queen's Side as the fox moved his Queen's Rook to D8 to protect his King. The otter took a deep breath, then slid his Rook to D7, capturing the Draconic Knight on it. He reached for the lube, applying it liberally, and raised his tail to tug out the plug.

He lowered the toy, pressing it into himself slowly. It opened him, each ridge spreading him a little more, rippling as it slowly sank into his body. He swallowed at half way, his dick thickening as he smiled as his Master. He was starting to enjoy himself, obviously, and as the toy bottomed out, he considered playing with himself for a moment... but that would cause more trouble for him than the pleasure it would give him.

He looked at the appaloosa who smiled at him widely. "Good boy," the horse said.

The fox captured the Rook after a moment, trying not to look too eager as he pulled the draconic toy out of his rump and slowly worked the canine one into place, popping the knot in with the kind of practiced ease that only a true anal slut could manage.

The otter quickly moved his other canine toy to D1, supporting his King and keeping pressure on the fox's right flank. The fox moved his queen to E6, offering a trade, but the otter declined it, moving his Bishop and capturing the large, thick canine Rook on D7.

He lifted it off the table, looking at it. He wasn't very experienced with knots. He looked at the appaloosa, who nodded encouragingly. He sighed and reached for the lube, smearing some on the toy, then reaching back and removing the ridged, draconic toy. He licked his lips, then slowly pushed the spaded tip into his rump, slowly sliding it into place, taking a deep breath. It was fine, enjoyable even, until he reached the knot... and then, it got difficult. He pushed it, squirmed, and pushed again, whimpering and panting as he fought to get it inside. When he felt like he was about to tear open, the knot popped into place, sliding snug into his hole as he practically collapsed onto the table.

"That's a good boy," the appaloosa said. The otter turned and looked at him, beaming as he turned his attention back to the fox.

The fox sighed and moved to capture the bishop of D7, popping the knotted toy out and quickly moving the feline one into place. The otter swallowed hard, then moved his queen to B8. He saw the lust flash in the fox's eyes as he captured the queen, eagerly tugging out the feline toy and moving the large, thick equine queen to his rump before sliding down it, whimpering with delight as he pushed it into place, riding it for a moment before settling down with a bright, eager grin.

The otter's chest thudded with victory as he moved the supporting Rook from D1 to D8.

"Checkmate," he said, panting.

He grinned eagerly, looking at the horses, his grin falling away as he saw the large, white stallion's smirk. He looked back at the opposing King, then at his Master, his eyes wide. "I have to.."

The appaloosa smiled. "Take it," he said.

The otter's eyes were as big as saucers as he turned to the toy, closing his eyes for a moment, then reaching for it. He got the lube, applying more than was necessary, then reaching back and pulling the canine Rook from his rump slowly, gritting his teeth. He closed his eyes and clenched his hole tightly, letting the toy stretch his asshole wider.

As the canine toy fell from his gaping rump, he quickly moved the flared equine into place, closing his eyes and squatting over the large toy. He pressed the flare against his hole, gasping and whimpering as it pushed into his rump slowly. He'd never been so glad to have his hole stretched and gaping as he was at that moment.

He worked the flare in, his eyes rolling back as he started to work down the toy. After a moment, he felt it stretching his innards wide, shaking as he felt the medial ring at his own ring. He bit his lip, shaking and quietly whispering to himself. "Just like Master's, just like Master's, just like Master's..." He felt he was close to bursting when the balls of the toy pressed against his ass.

He opened his eyes, looking up at the horses with a bright, eager look on his face. The appaloosa was grinning at him. His Master opened his legs, chuckling and unzipping his pants as the otter eagerly crawled over, the toy scooting behind him as he buried his muzzle into the horse's balls. He felt the delightful paw rubbing over his ears, finding himself churring with delight as he heard his Master's voice above him.

"Rematch?"