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There Is No Football Team At Vixen's Run High School By: Terinas Tiger

(Based on an RP between Terinas Tiger and Feronordie)

There is no Football Team at Vixen's Run High School. There hasn't been in a few years, actually. How has that come to pass? The answer is something no one would believe, much less remember. Witness for yourself in our third installment how the team's last Quarterback lost his position...

Part 3: Li Games Again

Player 2: It was third period, and she wished she'd skipped. Toni was slumped over in her desk, daydreaming with her hands on her head. Math class had held her attention for about sixty seconds before she started scanning the people in the class, looking over their outfits and wondering which of them had "ridden the school bicycle" before. She had a concern that every time someone changed reality with that game it made the world more lewd or something. But when she had thought about it too hard, she'd gotten bored and started rubbing her nipples until a teacher told her to stop.

After the third time it'd happened, the teacher threatened her with a detention if she kept at it. So instead, she was daydreaming, imagining Li and a nicer version of the sweaty, muscular panther jock Jake (He was a meathead, but it was NICE meat.) plugging her with cocks on both ends like she was meat spit over a fire. The idea was making her wet, the aroma of horny mare hanging in the air around her like a perfume. Toni wasn't paying much attention, but she was pretty sure the scrawny golden retriever guy to her left kept sniffing the air and looking at her. The thought made her giggle. He wasn't quite as girly as Li, but he was cute enough. Maybe after class, she could-

Player 1:"Miss. Chestershire." The classes' teacher, a husky, black rhino, sighed as he singled her out. Pushing the brim of his glasses up his snout, he stomped a hoof at the front of the classroom, making sure that EVERYONE had heard him. To his left he had written out a long equation on the blackboard. "Since you've been listening, this should be easy. Come up here and apply what you've learned." The big man snorted, tapping a piece of chalk against the blackboard as he waited, glaring at her. After a few moments, he folded his arms in front of his gut, tapping a hoof against the ground.

Player 2: Toni jumped as the teacher called on her. "Nnnhgh!" She squirmed in her seat. She'd let herself daydream enough that it was getting her in trouble. Now she was too horny to think clearly, even if she had been listening. "U-um, yes Mr. Abernathy, sir!" She stood up and trotted towards the chalkboard, hands splayed out at her sides as her butt wiggled for the class. A few of the more restless males in the room wolf-whistled. Toni's short shorts were pulled up tight against her butt, just as Li had wanted them. Her tail raised instinctively as she walked, her booty shorts clinging to her hips like a man clinging at a rope over the abyss. She didn't even realize she was putting on a show for the whole class, her bubble butt bobbing and jiggling as she strutted like a stripper down a walkway. Toni took the chalk from the teacher, gazing up at him. Mr. Abernathy was one of the only teachers on campus that could literally look down at Toni, standing at six foot eight in height. But his height was misleading in a way. Everything else about him painted the image of an old scholar: From the bifocals perched along his snout to the tweed jacket and green turtleneck sweater wrapped around his sunken chest. He was tall and wide, but his body was anything but muscular.

Still reeking of sex, both from her romp with Mary Ann and her more recent dirty thoughts, she took a piece of chalk and bent her body down towards the blackboard, lifting her tail and inadvertently flashing her cleft to her classmates. Her face wrinkled into a frown as she looked over the equation. After a minute of thought, Toni drew a 3 at the end of the equation. She THOUGHT that was the right answer. but was hard to remember how to math right. "Did ah do a good job, Teachah?" She looked at her teacher, lower lip puffing out into a slight pout, her eyes widening. Just like the walk, it just felt natural for her to strut and simper.

Player 1: Behind him, the class could be heard snickering at her. Xander Abernathy, her teacher, was rubbing his temple, fanning his head with a slip of paper. With an exasperated sigh, he looked down at her. "No... no, that's not right, Toni. That's not even in the right place." He walked up beside her and scribbled the right answer. "This is a long division problem, Toni..." He erased the board and turned to gaze at her with narrowed eyes. "If you don't improve, you're going to be retaking Remedial Mathematics with me next year, Toni. You don't want that, do you?" He turned to trot back to his desk, sitting down and looking at his coursebook. "Alright everyone, class work for today is page 44. Do all the even numbered questions and hand in what you did at the end of class. If you finish early, you've got free study. There'll be no other homework this evening."

Player 2:"N-no! Ah do not." Toni looked at the problem on the board, watching it vanish as the teacher wiped it away. She had thought she had it right! She could dimly remember Tony being at least bright enough to be able to do math, but when she stared at the equation on the board all she saw was gibberish. The snickering from the rest of the class only served to rub salt into the wound. It made the realization of just what else she'd lost beyond her penis hit home. Ears drooping, eyes tearing up, she trotted back to her desk and sat down gently and quietly. She felt dumb and stupid and wanted a good fuck to bring her spirits up.

After sniffling and rubbing her eyes dry of tears, she tried to do the problems in the workset. But there were just SO many of them and some of them looked even harder than the one on the board. With a morose whinny she stared at the textbook one last time, closing it when her head felt fuzzy. If she failed this class she couldn't follow Li to the next year and everything felt so complicated and she felt dumb and like some sad joke and she just couldn't cope. The thoughts left her wanting to cry again. But her instincts told her she had another coping strategy. She took the Lortab pill from in her pockets, lifted it up towards her lips, and-

Player 1:"Miss Chestyshire." Mr. Abernathy interrupted the class to stare in her direction, just missing her hastily putting something behind her back. Only a moment too late did he realize his mistake. Toni was infamous with the school's teachers, and her old nickname had just slipped through his lips. The nickname prompted another titter from the class, some students outright laughing at the nickname. It seemed obvious: Even the faculty was knowledgeable of her promiscuity. "See me after class. I need to have a talk with you." He sighed and pulled out some papers from his satchel. A body like that girl could lead a man to sin, and he needed a word with her in private. Knowing dang well what she was. He sweated, eager to clear such thoughts out of his mind. Looking for a distraction, the teacher took out his red pen and began to make the tests he was grading bleed.

Player 2: Toni, nearly thrown the Lortab as she flailed to hide it behind her back, tucking it into a back pocket. The school'd been cracking down lately, and she didn't want to get in more trouble than she was in already. At the big rhino's command, nodded and blushed as she looked up at him. "Oh, alright, Teachah..." The word sounded cuter pronounced like that, and Toni was rewarded by seeing her elder squirm in his chair as she looked up at him. and then turned down the assignment in front of her. The interruption had made her completely forget what she'd been thinking just moments before. She needed to get to work. Fifteen minutes later, it became clear that "getting to work" meant answering questions wrong. Her showed work was barely even coherent, her zeroes even replaced by cutesy little hearts and stars written in pink ink. But further on down the page of notebook paper she started drawing doodles on her page. Unlike Tony, Toni had gotten great marks in her art classes, and liked drawing. The horse wasted the rest of the class period accomplishing almost nothing else of value.

Player 1:"Miss Chesty- CHESTERshire, hello?" Mr. Abernathy tapped on Toni's head and sat on the desk in front of her, his bulge inadvertently on display. The entire room had emptied while Toni was working, except for the two of them. "Class has been out for nearly five minutes. I hate to interrupt your precious drawing time, but we need to talk about your grades. If you don't make an A on the final, you're going to have to repeat my class. I don't want to make you do that again, Toni." He folded his arms as he loomed over her. "I know you and Mr. Li Wuhang have a close relationship, and I don't want to see you separated. He seems good for you." With a snort, the big bull rhino eased his body, sliding down to a sitting position in the chair in front of her, using the back of it as a rest. His legs were spread out, straddling the seat.

Player 2: Toni looked up at her teacher, with a quivering lower lip. "I-I. I d-don't wanna be left behind by Li." Her tone was timid, her voice subdued. The mare suddenly felt horribly guilty. How could she not have taken studying more seriously? She had just spaced out and now she was in trouble and she might lose Li to some gothy witch who got to go to the same grade as he did. She started to moisten up. "Ah... ah used t'be smart. Ah did!" Tears were starting to run down her equine snout as she stamped a hoof and stared up at the teacher in her despair. "Ah'll do anything t'stay with him..."

Player 1: Mr. Abernathy closed his eyes, drumming the fingers of his left hand against his chest. "Then, I have a deal for you, Toni." He took her hand. "Come in after school on Wednesday and I'll help you study for the test on Thursday. I'll even stay late into the night, if you need me to. I'm going to do everything I can to help you follow your boyfriend to the next class." He smiled at her and rubbed her shoulder. "Okay? I promise, I'll help you through this."

Player 2: Toni, slouched over her notebook, looked up at him with stars in her eyes. The pony girl's position giving him an ample view of her cleavage. It was a small miracle her nips weren't slipping out with how low cut her pink top was. "R-reallah?" She sniffled, tears running down her eyes. "Yah'll help me? Ah'd be ever so grateful..." She stood up to hug him, the gesture intended to be mostly platonic. However, Toni mostly succeeded in rubbing her tits against his face and grinding her body up against his. Even when she wasn't trying, her body positioned her for sex.

Player 1: Eyes as wide as dinner plates, Mr. Abernathy snorted as he felt the soft, pillowy flesh pushing up against his snout. With her arms wrapped around the back of his head, there wasn't any escape. After a moment's hesitation he decided it was best to just indulge her. He blushed and returned her hug. "Alright, that's enough. We don't want anyone thinking we're up to anything in here. You hurry up and head to your lunch period. There might be some oatmeal left, if you hurry." With certain parts of his body complaining about the decision, the rhino untangled his body from hers and retreated to his desk. He was going to eat an apple, while he went back to working on his papers and trying his best NOT to think about the soft, warm, walking wet dream that had just been rubbing her body all over his.

He might need to sneak off to the gym showers to take a cold shower.

Player 2: Toni nodded, giving her teacher a cheery smile. A moment later, she was galloping off out the door to figure out where she had to go after lunch. Her schedule as a girl was different now, and she had trouble remembering things even when she wasn't high as a kite.

Player 1: All the while, Li was working hard in the gym. Specifically, the gothy femboi was tucked away in the empty men's locker room, furiously masturbating to some porn on his uPhone 6. All the sweat and tight clothing of his recent class had gotten him worked up again. It was nearly a daily occurrence for the panda in his current reality. "Nnnnnnngh! Aaaah!" He tossed his head and made cute noises all by his lonesome, his padded tits bouncing. His hair, normally a mix of white and black patches but now with the white dyed a deep emerald green, bounced in and out of his eyes as he pumped his cock with vigor. He was trying his best to hurry and just rub out a load, so he could meet his girlfriend for lunch, but he was all pent up. Part of him never wanted this to end, which meant he had to overwhelm that urge to cum. "Gaaaaaawd! Ooooooh fuuuuuck!" He didn't want the feeling to end because as long as he was horny, he couldn't think of anything else. Li worked very hard not to have to use his brain. Because when he did, things started seeming more complicated. He began to consider repercussions. Which was never fun. "Gotta... finish... this!" He stammered through chattering teeth, quickening the pace of his stroking. But even once he came, it would be barely any time at all before he'd be ready for round two. His slutty body was just made for cum shots, in rapid succession. As many cum shots as he could produce...

Player 2: Meanwhile, Toni pushed her way through a pair of brown plastic double-doors into the cafeteria. Toni tended to gallop everywhere, and many a sports bra had given its life nobly to support her running habit. She never really noticed that as she ran her bouncing assets got her more stares than the principal tied to a flag pole in just his underwear. Panting for breath, the bimbo looked around, but failed to find Li. She whimpered, puffing her lower lip out and pouting a bit. His schedule was probably different than hers in this weird new reality. Did they even eat lunch at the same time now? The thought that he might have a different lunch made her tear up slightly. Did she really have to wait a whole day to see him again? She snorted in frustration, pawed at the tile floors, and finally resigned herself to the thought, getting in line for some oatmeal.

Back in the locker room, a black fuzzy paw suddenly slid over the screen of Li's phone, obstructing the view of his porn. Jordan was standing behind Li. The panda had been in such a lustful haze he hadn't even noticed someone had been coming up behind him. The other man was a black furred wolf, the hair on his head trimmed short in a buzzcut along his head. Gripping the phone tightly so the panda couldn't pull it away, Jordan licked his lips and chortled. "Hey, little Li. Trying to jack off all by yer lonesome?" In the back of his mind, in repressed memories Li barely cared to recall, he remembered back when he'd been the biggest, strongest most athletic man on the football team, rather than a scrawny femboy panda. In such a past life, Li had been an unstoppable quarterback, a position frequently yet futilely contested by Jordan. The wolf had never been happy as Li's "beta male" on the team.

But in this new reality, that had never happened. Li had grown up small and effeminate. He'd never been a football player, even if he had memories of another world where he had. In this reality, Jordan was the top dog, and as the team's quarterback he was even more of an ass than he'd ever been before. In this reality, he abused his status whenever he could, and his ego ran unchecked. "You're never gonna get off that way, fag." With a single jerk, the big wolf yanked Li's phone out of the panda's grip and stuffed it into the pocket of his workout shorts. He'd just gotten out of the weights room for a class, and he hadn't changed out of his work out gear yet. Circling around, Jordan gazed into Li's pale blue eyes. One of his paws gripped Li's paw, pulling it away from the boi's cock. The other paw was on his crotch, rubbing a bulge in his gray shorts. He was all sweaty and musky from pumping iron. "Come on, you know you aren't gonna cum without a cock up your ass. Get up and bend over. I think it's time you felt an alpha inside you." As the black-furred canine smirked wider than was probably healthy, he tugged Li's phone out of his pocket and held it over the boi's head, holding it just out of his reach in a teasing gesture. "If you're a good fag, you can get your phone back and your ass fucked..."

Player 1: Li hopped up, following his phone, trying to leap to get it. This only caused his erection to bounce about, speckles of precum getting everywhere. "No! My phone! Joooooordan! Give it baaaaack!" He leaped at the wolf, trying to climb his chest, as he reached up for the phone. But being so close to the sweaty wolf had an affect on him. His nostrils were assaulted by the scent of the wolf's workout, and it overwhelmed his sex-addled mind for a moment. "Ahn~" He locked up and fell back. Li was Bi, but he'd originally been changed by a certain other male on the football team, who had the Reality Warping Toy before him. His big burly bear body had been remade into a faggy trap to service other men. And he'd discovered that the musk of a real man made him weak in the knees. It didn't matter whether it was the one who changed him or anyone else. In just moments, he slipped away from the black canine's chest, plopping back on his ass against the wooden bench. Practically against his control, Li's paw darted back to jerking off his cock, pumping his fists up and down the length. "Unh~ J-Jordan..." He moaned cutely, his eyes flashing Jordan a needy look as he shuddered. More precum dribbled down his length, saturating the flesh with his juices. With the flexibility of an exotic dancer, he arched his body up, presenting his cock to what his instincts told him was the alpha male. He'd flipped back his black lacy skirt and his chartreuse panties were lying on the floor beside him. A wave of heat washed over his body. He needed a release, and he needed it badly!

Player 2: Jordan snickered as he placed the phone in his locker and locked its door. "Hah. See, you're just a wanton slut. Lucky for you I go for the goth thing." A smile that went ear to ear grew along his muzzle as he watched the total submission of the boi before him. The Quarterback of the Vixen's Run Pounders figured it was time to make it clear what the punky little panda's role in the pecking order was. He reached down and yanked Li's paw off his cock. "No-no, fag. You don't get to touch that here at school. If you want to get off, you have to beg someone else to do it." He gazed into Li's eyes. "Now do you have something to say to me, gothfag?"

Player 1: The slender panda whimpered and crawled onto his hands and knees on the floor. The cold air of the locker room struck his wet cock, and another convulsion of lust swept up his body. The feeling of blue balls was almost too much for his throbbing groin to bear. He bent down and just let his head rest on the floor. He knew what Jordan wanted him to say. "I need to get off. I can't do it myself, please..." He pleaded, his voice trembling as he turned to face away from the Big Bad Wolf. His mind was working rapidly. Li knew there was no point in resistance just then. Propping his body up with his head, the gothy boi reached his paws back and grabbed his pillowy butt. He spread out his cheeks, stretching out his trained asshole. "Please, I can't get off without a cock in me. I need your cock in me so bad..." His boipussy winked at the wolf, as Li whimpered, presenting as much submission as he could muster. He had to give Jordan what the wolf wanted, for more reasons than just his relief.

Player 2: Jordan snickered, tugging down his sweatpants and his boxers. His cock, six inches at its fully erect state, was already hard, but unknotted. He pressed the tip against Li's hole. "Knew the school bicycle was just your fag hag." With a masculine snort, the black wolf grabbed onto Li's dyed hair. With a firm yank to test the waters, he started tugging it, prompting faint cries from the boi toy beneath him. He used each tug as a lead to plunge his cock into the panda's awesome ass, sinking in deep and hilting himself. For a moment, he shuddered, arching his back and thrusting his groin as close against Li's booty as it would go. And then, as he recovered, he leaned down to growl into Li's ear. "From now on I'm thinking we making this a regular thing, fag. If I catch yer scrawny paws touching yourself at school and not begging one of the guys for a cock, I may just kick your ass..." He licked his lips, imagining his idea in his head. It was time to make his school more fun again. And training Li to be a good little toy was just the first step. As high from the fantasy of his brilliant plan as he was from the sensations of riding someone's ass, Jordan grunted, a smile growing along his face. He began to pump back and forth at a slow pace, moving a paw to Li's cock and stroking it up and down in time with his thrusts. "What do you (nngh!) say to that?"

Player 1: Li's well-trained ass was not just for show. With the flexibility of a whore, he used his muscles to grip down on the wolf's cock, milking it easily. "Ngh! I'm going to say that I like being full." A tiny smirk crossed his face for just a moment, before Jordan's shaft slid along his prostate again. The gothy boi moaned and squealed, clawing at the floor. "Mmm... damn it's a good fit." His eyes rolled back as he made another groan. But this time, it was just as much to humor Jordan as it was to express the bliss he was high as a kite on. With a girly giggle, he stared down at the ground. "Even if your peepee's not as big as mine. Never took you for being a fag."

Player 2: Li had gotten too catty. Jordan snarled, slamming a fist against Lee's ass. "Guess it shows how much you KNOW, doesn't it?" The satisfaction he got from seeing Li's face contort in pain was fleeting. Just a second later, he found himself shuddering and grunting as Lee milked his cock. "Unnnh! You always act so smug." The wolf began thrusting faster and faster, his balls smacking against Li's sore ass as his pace quickened. He was not being gentle or nice, yanking at the panda's long hair and growling as he tried to fuck Li's snark out of him. "Grrr! But your place is just underneath a man, and your whore ass knows it."

Player 1: The tye-dye panda mewled and moaned, more of his precum dropping into a puddle underneath him. Li was getting off on the harsh treatment. He was just a slut for punishment and a femmy glutton -- or was it the other way around? Regardless, his eyes were rolling back and his balls were tensing up with pleasure. As much as Jordan thought he was oppressing the goth, Li had taken it much rougher and enjoyed the ride. He was close. His hot ass spasmed on his abuser's cock, as he bucked back to meet the wolf's vigorous thrusts. The panda was so close to the edge. He was about to explode all over the floor beneath him.

Player 2: Jordan leaned in and bit into Li's neck. Not hard enough to break any skin, but just enough to assert his dominance. The wolf pulled himself in, slamming inside Li as deep as he could go in tight, rapid motions, feeling himself on the brink. He pressed his fangs in against the panda boi's neck, growling and using a paw to slap at that jiggly ass. After a few minutes it was too much. He pushed all the way in on instinct, knot forming, and knotting Li, stretching the femboy's hole wide as Jordan stopped to howl, recklessly not caring who heard it.

Player 1: A low moan escaped his lips, and seconds later, Jordan's slut came all over the floor beneath them. Li had his own little cum martini, with a cock toothpick under his body, ready to be slurped up. He could not be happier, either, as he licked at his fluids and giggled. His balls had been close to bursting all morning, and now he could think clearly again. But even while riding the afterglow for all it was worth, one thing was clear in his mind. He needed to get back at this jock. And more importantly, he knew just how to do it. "Mmm! Jordan, Master, you ever play blackjack?" The panda looked back over his shoulder with an innocent grin. Li's face was a mask of reverence and adoration as he looked back at the canine. With a sigh of pleasure, he pulled, tugging off Jordan's knot with a cute little "Pop!". The panda flashed a warm smile up at the man as he got up from all fours.

Player 2: Jordan panted and looked down at Li, wiping his cock clean with his sweaty jockstrap. "No, not really. Never played." He raised an eyebrow at the suddenly-affectionate fag. He'd just got done putting the goth in his place. "Why bring that up all of a sudden?"

Player 1: Li pressed his body up against Jordan's black fuzzy chest, nuzzling against it and enjoying the scent of the sweaty, sex-stinking man. "Ooo... you smell so hot, sir." His knees trembled as he leaned into the quarterback, fawning over the bigger male, before making a show of remembering that the wolf asked him a question. "Oh!Hee, no reason for asking! Just thought we could play some cards and-" He reached a black and white paw up to stroke at the canine's jaw and his ego. "-Get to know each other a bit more intimately." Forget Femme Fatalle, he was Femboi Fatalle, and he was working it as his fuzzy booty rubbed gently against his playmate's thigh.

Player 2: Jordon's ears perked up at this, his eyes wide. The faggy goth kid's behavior made sense now. It was just like in a wolfpack! All he had to do was show this puny Omega who was boss, and now he was practically tripping over himself to please his new Alpha. The word "intimate" sent a sudden tingle down his spine, as his cock twitched. "What, like right now?" He patted at the girlyboy's ass "It's my lunch. I got time. But it's a bit hard to play with no cards and nothing to bet, fa- LI." He caught himself. Hurling insults might ruin a good thing he might be getting here. This added a whole new dimension to his plan.

Player 1: Li shook his head, his emerald-highlighted hair bouncing. "No no!" He giggled, stroking a finger down Jordan's jaw. "I've got cards! We could totally play." Still enjoying the big sweaty male's musk, he closed his eyes and took another whiff. His free paw reached back to caress along the bigger male's side. "And when I got off on that huuuuge knot of yours, I got a SUPER yummy idea." He was practically mimicking Toni's speech. "You should play with me. We could have all sorts of kinky fun with it, you big fierce predator."

Player 2: Jordan's enthused expression turned into a "Oh, I get it" look. "Ah! Want an excuse to ride my cock again, huh? Good to see you're so grateful." A smug chuckle escaped his lips. The wolf's tail was wagging at the idea "Sure, why not? Cards could make it more interesting." Li's attitude was such typical Omega behavior. Jordan licked his lips. "Alright, let's play a game." Who could have known all the gothy runt needed was a good firm dicking every now and then to show him he wasn't any better than any of the other does and bitches on school? "Where's your cards?" He sat down, rubbing his paws together at the amazing turn of events. Jordan had always been sure he could have anyone at Vixen's Run High he wanted. But now his power trip was VALIDATED.

Player 1: Pulling away from the wolf as he sat down, Li turned away to walk to his gym bag. Turning back for just a moment, he smiled and wiggled his hips to keep the marlin he was fishing for on the hook. Turning back, Li sauntered over to his bag, bending all the way over. Jordan caught a view of a full moon as the panda withdrew a deck of playing cards. He shuffled them on his way back to him and sat down on the same bench, facing Jordan. "We don't need a lot of room for blackjack, so we can play here, ok?" He smiled at him warmly, before reaching up into his shirt and scratching between his fake tits. "Keep your shorts off so I can stare at that wonderful wolfcock, pweeeeease? Don't worry about getting caught. Almost no one walks in here during lunch periods." Li's new life included memories of learning every place to safely fuck in Vixen's Run High School. He'd made an art of it, in fact.

Player 2: Jordan was standing, in the middle of pulling his underwear and sweatpants back up as Li finished talking. "Nah. If we're making a game of it, I think you have to earn the right to see my cock." He finished dressing and sat back down on the bench, staring at Li. "Is this gonna take a while? We have like twenty minutes left before next period, f- LI." He'd almost said the word again. But, to be fair, he was convinced Li WAS one of those gay pussies, even with the bimbo mare he claimed he was dating. The gothy fruit clearly just hung out with the school bicycle to stay in the closet. Although he'd heard that Toni had been getting uppity lately too. Clearing his throat, he wondered how obedient Li was to him now. Could he get the femboi to-Shaking his head, he cleared that thought out of his brain. There was no way. "I think I know how to play... shuffle the cards again, though? I want to watch."

Player 1: Li nodded and shuffled the deck several different ways, before dealing out four cards -- two each. He had two face-down and two more face up. "Face cards are worth ten, Ace goes both ways, and no jokers." He smiled up at him. "No bets until you're 100% sure you know what's going on."

Player 2: The panda watched Jordan's body relax. "Sounds fair." The wolf smirked, folding his arms along his chest. His tail was wagging. Jordan was having fun. "Is this where I say "Hit me?"

Player 1:"If you want another card, yes." Li batted his eyelashes as he explained the rules. "If you want to double your bet and take another card just say Double Down, but then you can no longer hit."

Player 2: Jordan nodded. "Right. Then let's go ahead and Double Down, cockslut!" he pointed a finger at Li, letting the boi reveal the cards. Jordan ended up winning the round with a twenty. He cackled and flexed an arm. "Alright! Playing without odds is for chumps. I know the game now. What do we bet?"

Player 1: The goth's face betrayed no hint of duplicity. He was excited too, after all. Taking the played cards back up with one paw, his other paw slid down to his purse on the floor. A familiar memory card was pulled back up with his paw, as he pressed it into the deck of cards. Neither of the boys saw it shimmer, but Li felt it stretch and change. His reality warping little toy was just another card in the deck now. The panda's excited grin grew devilish. The panda's fat cock was already stiffening again as he recalled the rush of gambling changes with other people. His body was clean of drugs from Toni's changes to him, but he was no less an addict... With some flair, Li shuffled the deck once more, sending cards rushing from one paw to his others. And then, sweeping his arm in a circle, he bent down and and held it out to Jordan. "We bet our wishes about one another. The loser does what the other player wishes. No limits. We play until the deck is through, or we both agree to stop. No backing out without a penalty for it. Take the deck, if you agree to those terms."

Player 2: The wolf's eager expression faded as he listened. Jordan raised an eyebrow. He had no idea what Li had meant by that. "What, you mean like we do stuff like homework for each other if we lose? Like slave day junk or something? Is that it?" He scowled, his fangs bared. "Ugh, lame! I thought we were gonna do strip blackjack or trade sexy favors or something." He rolled his eyes. "Fine. If I win, I want you to stop pretending to date that brainless filly and just admit you're a fag already. Over the school intercom." He took the deck, and a slight rush of energy flooded between the two guys as he did.

Player 1: Li waggled a fuzzy white finger at him. "No you don't." He smirked and giggled at his opponent. "You have to win the round first." He licked his lips, tasting his yummy bamboo lip gloss, and watched Jordan shuffle the cards himself. The goth boi's forest green cock-suckers had no less than three layers of gloss on them. "Now, let's play. Deal out the cards."

Player 2: The sound of playing cards rustling filled the air. Neither of the two player spoke until Jordan finished. The team quarterback played each card, flipped over each of theirs, stared at the results. "Huh. A seven for you and a two for me. Hit me, boy!" He grunted.

Player 1: The panda dealt the wolf another card and looked down at his own. "I stand."

Player 2: Jordan thought about it for a few moments, pursing his lips and gazing back and forth between his cards and the ceiling tiles. "I'll stand too."

Player 1: Li smiled up at him and flipped over a 20. "And that's twenty for me!" The asian boytoy giggled, leaning back and looking over Jordan's body.

Player 2: For some reason, Jordan was starting to find that titter annoying. He turned his cards over. "Eighteen. Fuck. Guess I lose this round."

Player 1:"Alright." Li paused for a moment, enjoying his first win. "Then you're going to give me back my phone and you're never going to try and take it away from me again." He growled, and looked up at the wolf with an abrupt disdain. The played cards went into the discard pile, and soon Li's delicate hands were shuffling the remaining cards once more.

Player 2: Jordan rolled his eyes. "What, is that all? Sheesh, fag, stow the venom. You make such a big deal over it. You got off and I was gonna give it back anyway. We both won! Sheesh, don't get your panties in a bunch." He stood up, walked over to his locker, put in the combination, and retrieved the phone. Before handing it back to it's owner, the wolf had a thought. With a snicker, he typed the message "I own u" on a text app on it before handing it to Li. "Ok, so new round?" He was amused by the idea of making this faggy goth kid lick his shoes or something.

Player 1: The panda boi nodded. "New round. Taking a hit." He drew a card and flipped over 18.

Player 2: Jordan looked at his cards. A two and a three. He hit twice and stayed, then flipped over a 17. "Fuck!" He snarled, slamming a paw against the bench. The cards bounced.

Player 1: Li folded his arms against his fake tits, the pink of his borrowed bra poking up around the edges of his top. "Alright, now here's an easy one just so you know how serious this is." He smiled. "Those six inches of yours aren't enough. Your dick's getting a boost all the way up to eleven. That knot of yours is going to double in size too. Got it?" His paws were trembling. A drop of precum hard formed on his shaft. His heart was throbbing in time with his dick, and he was loving it. With a short huff of air, he reclined back to watch the results of the Change he'd inflicted.

Player 2: The wolf blinked, his muscles tensing. "What the fuck are yoooooaaaaAAAAHHH!" He groaned and shuddered as he FELT his cock grow. New flesh pushing itself out, the thickness bulging. A startled yip escaped his lips as his eyes widened. His cock was tenting against his sweat pants, now nearly a full foot of firm canine masculinity. His knot was the most significant change, though. Pressed up so tight against Jordan's sweatpants, Li had a front row seat to watch it grow and grow. Until it was nearly the size of a grapefruit. The wolf panted and shuddered, touching his swollen package. "The fuck did you just do to me?!?"

Player 1: It was Li's turn to smirk. "I won that round. Like I said, the loser must yield to the wishes of the winner" He dealt out another set, one handed this time. His other paw was stroking his cock nice and slow. "Let's keep playing."

Player 2: Jordan's ears fell flat. His jaw dropped as it sunk in, slowly, what exactly was going on. The gothy panda boi watched a parade of emotions cross his face: first anger and shock, then confusion. And then Li watched Jordan draw what was clearly the wrong conclusion, since his face lit up like he'd just won a million dollars. "And you are so hot for cock you made mine better! Hah!" He grinned. "Ok man, fag or no, you're cool in my book. Let's go again." He reached over to rub Li's right thigh, full of ideas about what he could do with the boi now with this amazing new opportunity.

Player 1: His paw was smacked away in seconds. Li scowled at him. "Don't touch me while we're playing. I'm not done with you yet." He was already starting to get worked up from the rush of what could only be considered the highest stakes gambling. If Jordan started pawing him up, he'd have trouble thinking again. And while Li welcomed a chance to stop thinking for a while, he couldn't make the bastard pay if he was too horny. His body would betray him, and he'd start begging for another lick of cock. Instead, to distract his horny body with other stimuli, the panda licked his lips again to savor the taste on them. After a moment, he began applying a new layer of his deep green gloss. He puckered his lips and smeared the sweet and sour apple flavored-stuff over his cockpillows. He then set out a new set of cards. "20." He smiled. He felt as if fate were smiling upon him.

Player 2: Jordan hit once, then twice, watching his numbers go up. The second hit had pushed him too far. The wolf busted on the round. "Gah, effing hell!" He picked his cards up, as if to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Seconds later he threw them back down on the table. "What the heck is up with these cheap-ass cards?"

Player 1: The panda shook his head. "Nothing. Using a rigged deck or any form of cheating would trigger a penalty." Li knew that from experience. The game was fair, to a merciless extreme. His eyes glinted as he claimed his prize for the round. "Also, you're going to lose some of that height of yours. I want you down to my size." He looked up at the big bad wolf for the very last time. As he waited for the changes to kick in, he scratched his thigh. As he did, a puddle could be seen beneath him on the bench. Jordan's cum was leaking out of his ass and dribbling onto the floor.

Player 2: Jordan blinked as Li watched him body seem to pull into itself. Not just in height, but his width shrank as well. His whole body shifted in proportion, his gray sweatpants and his white gym t-shirt now horrendously oversized. His body was still toned. The football player was muscular, but much more compact now. He'd gone from well over six feet to just five foot two, inches shorter than the panda boi he was facing."What the hell, Li?!?" He reached down and looked at his outfit. He was swimming in clothing that wouldn't ever fit a man his size. The only thing that didn't change was his cock, which looked almost absurdly scaled to his new body type, tenting the loose fabric of his sweat pants like a third knee. "You frigging bastard!" He growled, baring his fangs. This was a betrayal, and the only thing keeping him from kicking the fag's ass was the growing concern in his mind that doing so might incur a penalty. If just losing let Li change his body, how much worse could a penalty be? "I'm gonna get you back for that. Fork over those cards, fagboy. I'm shuffling this time." He didn't want to find out. Better to just win and change Li to suit his mood. He flashed a fangy smile at his opponent as he offered out a paw.

Player 1: The threatening visual didn't even cause the gothy panda to bat an eyelash. Li giggled, fussing with a black jeweled piercing just underneath his right eye for a moment. He pressed the cards into Jordan's outstretched palm and put his hands behind his back "Okay, whatever floats your boat, 'Alpha'. For what it's worth, you're quite the cutie at that size." He stuck his tongue out at the wolf, watching his playmate squirm about in his now enormous clothes. Reality was steadily catching up to them, though. Before the game was over, Jordan's XL clothes would tighten down to a M, fitting him just as they did when he was his original size. Regardless, though, his crotch would be stuck with the gigante bulge. Wherever the wolf walked, his meat would stand out like a sore thumb against his pants. "You know, the way I worded that change, you're well aware you used to have that height. I could have done much worse."

Player 2:"Ugh, whatever. Glad you're back to making no sense. Just you wait, payback is coming." Jordan didn't even notice his clothes shrinking. He was focused far more on the game. He gripped the cards tightly, fanning through the deck. Even though Li said the game was fair, the wolf wanted to be sure. Each card was meticulously looked over them to make sure Li wasn't cheating. He found nothing out of place. "I swear, if you pull that shit again I'm gonna kick your fuckable ass, Li." He was pissed, growling loudly. "There's no way I can QB until you give me my height back." He dealt the cards, showing a ten and a ten. "Hah! I stay."

Player 1: Lee's heart sank as he flipped over a 19. "Damn it." He muttered under his breath. His spirits sank as he leaned back, waiting to hear what his punishment was going to be. The wolf was pissed, so he had to steel himself for something vindictive. "Guess I'm in your paw, mister big strong Alpha."

Player 2: Jordon paused, rubbing his chin as he furrowed his black fuzzy brow. "Can I make you do something to me? Could I make you give me my height back?" He wasn't sure how this fucked up fairytale shit worked but was sure Li knew the rules.

Player 1: The panda boi groaned, tilting his head up to face the ceiling and rolling his eyes. That question was a mood killer. "Ugh, that's no fun. It would just cause us to go in a loop of me redoing everything I've done to you and vice-versa, until one of us forfeits." He yawned. Li wasn't obliged to fill him in on that information, but the lithe panda figured it'd save time and frustration to edify him. He was trying to enjoy the game, after all. The rush of changing others, and being changed by them... he didn't want it to end. He lived for it.

Player 2: Jordan grumbled. "Fucking hell. Fine, um, I dunno." He thought about what to do to Li in return. "Ok, how about this? You've never been able to refuse any man who smells like he's horny." The wolf smirked, folding his arms. "No matter what, the second you can smell their arousal you have to do whatever they want to pleasure them. No reluctance, no exceptions." He sneered, cupping his oversized bulge. "Your place is on the bottom, Omega. I look forward to reminding you of that over and over and over again.

Player 1:"Nnnngh. Got it." Li mumbled, as he felt a click in the back of his head. Many embarrassing moments were flooding into his head as the change kicked in. He remembered being on his knees, pumping his mouth along the cock of Toni's stallion papa. He remembered feeling his pulse quicken when the Gym Coach walked past with a boner. He remembered how slavishly he tried to make other guys happy when he caught a whiff of their precum. It wasn't like Jordan's height, where the wolf's memories hadn't changed at all. Li knew deep down that since hitting puberty, he'd been a man pleasing twink. The change was fast and instantaneous, but intense. "Ooooo.... aaaah!" The little panda boi's fat cock twitched, as he felt as though he lived through all of it at once. "J-just deal." He spat the words out, panting as a wave of heat washed over his body. Even though they were all memories of the past, all of them at once nearly made him cum right then and there. The stroking on his cock quickened...

Player 2: Jordan dealt again, eyes brimming with malice. "You know, I've just had a delicious idea, fag..." He dealt, this time making sure to deal Li first. He flipped over his cards and got a 21. "Hah! Unless you get blackjack, you lose!"

Player 1:"You win." Li gave a long, pronounced sigh as he took the deck back from the squat black wolf and shuffled his cards back into the deck. "I had twenty. No way I could have won without grabbing an ace."

Player 2: The squat black wolf smirked. "Alright, then. Get your phone out, because you're going to break up with the slut via text. Dump Toni like trash, without any explanation or justification. You can't even talk to her again unless I say you can." The wolf's tail was wagging as he watched Li's eyes lose their light, his expression going gaunt. Vengeance felt sweet. He pointed at Li's fake tits. "It doesn't matter what you want, does it? I've figured this out. You're going to be forced to do it regardless." He couldn't believe how smart he was. "And then she can stop doing jackass things like Kneeing Jake in the crotch. Ever since that dumb mare became your beard, she's gotten uppity. But now she'll go back to taking every guy on the team like a cheerleader slut SHOULD." As he shuffled the cards, a smile on his face. The idea of using this game to make not just one, but TWO eager sluts for the rest of the football team had perked him up. Jordan was so happy he almost forgot how made he was about losing his height.

Player 1: Li stared down at the bench, falling quiet. There wasn't any smile on his face now. His cock was even getting flaccid. It wasn't the time to be horny. He looked back up at the bastard before him and felt a tear run down his right cheek. The grudge he'd had before had been childish. But now he had to make Jordan pay. He hated him now. His paw trembled, but he couldn't stop himself from reaching for his uPhone. He couldn't consider going against the change Jordan had inflicted on him. "F-fine." he stuttered, trying not to break into crying. "Just give me a moment."

He unlocked the phone and swished across one screen. A tear splattered against his phone, but he wiped it away as he pulled up his texting app. Closing his eyes, he typed out a message from pure muscle memory. He didn't even want to look at what he was saying.

Player 2: A spoon clattered against a bowl as Toni finished her oatmeal. The stress of class had been forgotten. She'd found a spot in the cafeteria sitting next to her bestie, the doe Mary Ann, and a few other cheerleaders. Toni remembered always spending her lunch periods with the rest of the girls on the Cheer Squad. At least she did whenever Li was off doing his own thing. If he was having lunch with everyone, she sat next to him with the Goths. They were a bit weird, but it was fun to let Li tease her body in front of his friends. Cerise, a white bunny girl, sat to her left, and Jess, a black pantheress, sat opposite to her. Mary Ann, her BFF, of course, sat to her right. The four of them had made girl talk while eating. But as Toni was re-appling her pastel pink lip gloss after her meal, her phone buzzed. "Oh hey, one sec, gals!"

She reached into her purse and pulled her uPhone. She'd gotten the white model, matching her boifriend's black one. She'd gotten a text from someone on her contacts list. Her eyes lit up and she squealed. "OMG! It's Li!" her fluffy tail swished against the cafeteria seat, waggling like an excited puppy.

Jess gave her a sly smirk and chuckled. "Ooo... Juicy. What's he telling you to do now?"

"Ugh." Cerise rolled her eyes. "That guy's sooo naughty, Toni. A good girl like you deserves someone less pervy."

Toni snorted and stuck her tongue out. "Don't be, like, such a stick in the mud, cottontail!" She opened the message.

Player 1: FishnetChyna: Toni. We need to talk.

The message wasn't one of the naughty commands Li liked to send his girl sometimes. It was terse, and almost didn't feel like it belonged to the silly screenname Toni had used for Li's contact on her phone.

Player 2: Toni tried to tap back on her phone's keypad. She was sure some of the stuff wasn't spelled right, but it didn't matter. Words displayed on Li's screen.

ShowPoni~<3: OMG! <3 <3 <3! Sure lovr! Wats up? :) I wuz thinkn, and thot we could use ur toy to make Mr. Abernathy more fun! Wat do u say? <3 u sooo much babe!

Player 1: FishnetChyna: I'm breaking up with you.

Player 2: ShowPoni~<3: Wut. Dont kid Li! Known u since we were kids! Bad joke

Player 1: Toni's phone didn't buzz, ring, chirp, or chime again. Li didn't respond.

Player 2: ShowPoni~<3: u arn't srs, rite? :)

Player 2: ShowPoni~<3: Omg rite?

Player 2: ShowPoni~<3: Li, plz tell me u were joking. :(

Player 2: ShowPoni~<3: I... please. Please dont do this.

Player 2: ShowPoni~<3: nononononono. Li OMG Im sorry Im not smart or good r if I did somethin wrong. Please I luv you so much T.T T.T T.T cant take this

Player 2: The last message from Toni was much more clear. If Li looked at the messages, he'd have been able to tell, she spent minutes making sure she typed right. Trying to spell better than the Bimbo mindset she so easily slipped into

ShowPoni~<3: I... could enjoy being a girl. Being a dumb slut. Being your mare.

ShowPoni~<3: As long as I had you.

Toni let her phone fall onto her cafeteria tray. She was bawling her eyes out. She couldn't even talk. She trembled, staring down through the remains of her lunch into oblivion.

Player 1: A hoof-hand gently stroked her right shoulder. "Toni, darlin'. What's wrong?" Mary Ann flashed the big mare a weak smile. "What did Li say t'make you tremble so?" She had a sneaking suspicion what had just happened. She didn't want to be right, though. Even if it made things easier in a few senses. She didn't want Toni to be available if it happened like this.

Player 2: Toni couldn't deal with anything. She felt like she'd lost everything that was important, all at once. She sobbed, a strangled whinny escaping her mouth. "Ah... ah need t'go." She managed to gasp out, pushing herself up to her hooves. She couldn't be here. Not at school. Not here, where everything just reminded her she was a dumb little mare. Covering her eyes with her right arm, she galloped for the cafeteria doors, leaking tears. Her phone forgotten, resting on the lunch tray she'd abandoned.

Player 1:"Aw, dumplin! Wait!" Mary Ann tried to grab her before she got up. But the brown furred doe wasn't nearly strong enough to hold back a panicking horse. Crestfallen, she turned to watch her friend running off.

Player 2: Cerise folded her arms along her chest. "See? What did I tell you. Bad boys'll burn you every time." The bunny sighed, pulling a compact mirror out of her purse, touching up her hair. "She was asking for trouble." The bunny fussed with her long ears, pulling hair away from them.

Player 1: Mary Ann glared at her. "Too soon, Cerise!" She scowled.

Back in the locker room, Li set the phone down behind him on the bench. . He couldn't even read Toni's texts. He was close enough to crying in the first place. Snarling, he narrowed his hazel eyes, glaring up at Jordan. "Deal. Deal now, damn it."

Player 2:"Woooah, scar-reee." Jordan held his paws up in front of his chest. "Sheesh. So much bile. It's just a game, right?" Dealing the cards, He showed an 18, staying at it.

Player 1: Li's paws were curled into fists. "Right." He spat back, through gritted teeth. Jordan had made it personal, and now it was Li's personal mission to destroy him. "Just. A. Game." He'd been having fun before, riding the rush of changing and being changed. But now he'd truly Lost something. Li was smarter than nearly everyone knew. The only thing keeping him from being in College Prep courses was the fact that he had almost no interest in most of the subjects. But he was a genius. He just considered it a burden. The more he thought, the more complicated life got. The more stress he found himself under. It was much better, to him, to just stop thinking. To let his mind get clouded with pleasure, enjoying fucking, sucking, and changing people. It felt like what he was born to do.

But now? His intellect was focused to perfect clarity. He'd have been content to just mess with Jordan before. To teach him a lesson. To humble him. But now? He was going to ruin this bastard. He flipped over his cards. A matching 18. His mind calculated the odds. Given how the game'd been going, he was reasonably certain he could count cards and anticipate what he was likely to draw. The odds were likely he'd bust if he tried to hit. "I'm staying." his tone was quiet. He was holding back his anger. He needed to think so he could utterly destroy Jordan for what he'd taken from Li.

Player 2: The short black wolf smoothed a wrinkle out of his shirt as it continued shrinking. "So what happens on a draw, anyway? Do we both change each other or something?" He raised an eyebrow. The fag seemed to be taking it worse than he'd expected.

Player 1:"No." Li was terse. There was no point in saying anything more to this asshole.

Player 2: Jordan's paw gripped his shoulder. "Look, you're angry. I get that." His tone was a mix of condescension and amusement. "You'll get over it. I saw how much I made you moan back there. Everyone has a place. A role to play. You and the school bicycle will be so much happier once you've accepted you're just Omegas."

Player 1: Li simply stared back. There was a smouldering intensity there, like a fire buried under dry wood. It was only going to be contained for so long. "Deal."

Player 2:"Ok, ok, too soon." Jordan's paw fell off Li's shoulder. He shuffled the cards, working swiftly. He swallowed, not saying anything more. He hadn't expected Li to even be capable of such malice. Turning over his cards, he got a seventeen, hit again, and busted. "Oh, shit!"

Player 1: For the first time since the texting, Li grinned, pulling an eighteen. He kept his pair and won. "So I'm the Omega, huh? Funny, because you're the submissive little bitch here. You can never do ANYTHING to displease another person. No is NOT part of your vocabulary!" He said something in Chinese. Jordan didn't understand it, but it sounded smug.

Player 2: Jordan's ears fell flat and he whimpered. "T-that's not fair!" He suddenly remembered many, MANY embarrassing incidents during his lifetime. He'd been told to pee his pants and just did it. He'd been told to get in trouble in front of teachers and he did it. He was told to suck off Coach Onyx while lifting his tail for the assistant coach and did it. "But... I can't be quarterback now! I can't play on the football team at all like this!" He sniffed and stood up. "I'm leaving!"

Player 1:"No, you're going to play." The slender panda boi crossed his arms. In front of Jordan, the locker room doors suddenly rattled and locked. "The game is not over until we both agree it ends. Breaking the rules incurs a penalty. The game doesn't like that. But even if it didn't, you can't disobey an order, OMEGA."

Player 2: Jordan whimpered, tears forming in his eyes. He felt very very nervous right now. He slouched, slinking back to the bench with his hackles down. "F-fine..." As he put down the cards. "But I'm not gonna deal again. You do it."

Player 1: Li took the deck and dealt them both a pair. He knew he couldn't cheat, but he didn't have to. Even while the cards danced in his paws during the shuffling, if he focused he could keep track of the positions of the cards. He knew when to hit, when to stay, and could even predict when he'd lose. With a flourish, he flipped over a blackjack and grinned. "Beat that."

Player 2: Jordan couldn't beat it. He tried. He got close. He got a nineteen, and knew he couldn't do it. But he hit anyway, hoping for a two. He got a four instead, and busted. "Nooo!" The diminutive wolf squirmed in his seat, unable to accept what he was seeing. "Not real. This isn't real..." Clutching his head with his paws, the canine felt his claws digging into his flesh. Panic was a fire spreading through his veins.

Player 1:"Remember how you talked about how hard it was to jerk off without a hard cock up your ass?" Li held his arms up to either side of him. Shaking his head, a low, sinister chuckle escaped his lips. "Well, I guess you were talking from experience. You can't even get an erection without at least having something up your ass. How long has it been since you last came? Two days? Three?"

Player 2: Jordan winced. He closed his eyes, remembering how pent up he was. He needed a good cock up his ass right now... Reality had warped once more. The puddle of his spunk underneath Li had vanished. The event hadn't happened. And yet he could remember doing it, if he thought hard enough. He remembered fucking the panda, and even remembered the other reality where he'd cum inside him. But at the same time, he knew by his aching cock and balls that he hadn't really. He needed to be relieved. He couldn't get relief just by fucking someone. The wolf's ears flattened against his head. Afraid of what was going to happen next, Jordan bit his lip. "I... a-are we still playing?"

Player 1: Li's glare had the intensity of an infuriated grizzly bear. "We are. Now, your turn to deal." He pushed the cards over towards Jordan. The femboy's anger wouldn't let him be done with it yet.

Player 2: Jordan nodded, holding the cards and staring at them. "A-alright." He'd received a direct order. He couldn't disobey it, no matter how much he wanted to just throw the cards down and run. "This isn't fun anymore." He murmured, the fight taken out of him by that point. But he had to obey. He had no choice but to keep walking down the road he'd started on. Without a word, the whimpering wolf shuffled the cards and then dealt them, getting a 16 to start with. Before he made his decision, he looked up at Li. "P-please, let's stop. I won't pick on you anymore." The words felt weird as he said them. He'd never bullied Li. But he remembered being bigger. Stronger. And intent on making the panda his personal bitch. The memories felt so alien now... but they were still his. It was why he was here. "I'm s-sorry about the bim- about T-Toni. I mean, come on. She's gotten around a lot. How much could y-you really have cared?"

Player 1:"" Li snarled, slipping into his native Chinese in his anger. The slender femboy was slow in revealing his cards. He wanted the broken wolf to stew in his own terror. Flipping over a five and a nine, he considered his options. If his guess was right, the next card would bust him. But he'd lose if he didn't take it. Crossing his legs, he looked up at the wolf. "So, you sure you want to stay there?"

Player 2: Jordan was chewing on his lip again. He looked down at his cards. He was just one above Li. "I'm ahead. I t-think I should..."

Player 1:"Good. Because once I win this round, everything I've done to you up to now will seem lovey-dovey in comparison." The confidence in his voice was the key. Li's poker face was a pristine mask of certainty.

Player 2: The wolf nearly wet himself staring down the other boy. "Nnnngh!" He didn't want to hit, but he couldn't let Li win this round. Who knew what the panda would do to him next! He had to end it now. If he won, he could just make Li not want to play anymore. "F-fine! Hit me!"

Player 1: Li chuckled. "I'll spare you the obvious joke and not slap you." He flipped over another card for the wolf. A 10. Jordan had gone over 21 and busted. Li didn't gloat. He just gave a small smile. "You said that you couldn't be a member of the football team like this, and you know? I think you're right. You're a cheerleader. A male cheerleader. You've always been a cheerleader, since starting High School. And the low man on the cheerleader pyramid, at that. All the other girls and sissy's little omega boy. " His cock was hardening again as he imagined the runty wolf in the Vixen's Run colors, his skirt stained with cum from his oversized cock, his every motion showing off his bulge. "Oh, by the way: You know what they say about male cheerleaders, right?"

Player 2:"W-wurrf!" Jordan shuddered as his own personal reality twisted again. The feeling of his underwear pulling itself tightly into non-existence, only to be replaced by a thick pair of gray cotton panties was something he didn't have words to describe. Almost like a wedgie that then reversed itself. "N-no! I can't... can't... I can't deny it. I'm a cheerleader..." He was crying. His every breath felt like a humiliation. He remembered it all clearly now. He'd gotten the times for try-outs mixed up, and showed up at the Cheerleader Try-Outs instead of the ones for the Vixen's Run Pounders. The coach had insisted he stay. He couldn't say no. And once he was recruited, his fate had been sealed. He was the token boy on the Vixen's Run Cheer Squad, practically a stamp certifying him as a Grade-A sissy boy. His skirt and top, in the typical colors of Vixen's Run, were in his duffel bag... He had practice after school. The girls wouldn't let him skip it, and if they asked him to go, he couldn't say no.

Player 1: The sight made Li break out laughing. After a moment, he calmed down. "Don't worry... I can guarantee that you'll learn to love your new life. Especially once your memories of the old one start to grow distant. It's an experience, being the plaything for every guy bigger and rougher than you. I know from experience." the look of despair on his opponent's face made Li's face soften. Ever so slightly. "One more round, and I'll let you go. I promise. You deal."

Player 2: A glimpse of hope was the motivation Jordan needed as he took up the cards again. He just had to play one more round. Then he could leave and pick up the pieces. He could find a way to make things better. He knew it. Dealing out the cards, he flipped over a ten and a seven. His score was 17. At the same time, Li got a five and a six. The panda-boi's score was an 11.

Player 1: Li crossed his legs, stroking his cock. "OOoo... so close. You gonna hit?"

Player 2:"I'm n-not gonna fall for that again!" Jordan snapped. "I'm staying. You hear me! Staying!"

Player 1: The punky little panda shrugged. "Suit yourself." Li hit once more, beating Jordan with an 18. Just as he'd expected. "Alright. Here's my last change: Your new name is Anal Queen. Your parents named you that at birth and everyone calls you that. Every last record that deals with you calls you Anal Queen." he picked up all the cards and put the deck away. "We are done playing. Now... What's your name? Say it loud and proudly."

Player 2: Anal Queen sniffled, lowering his head. "A-Anal Queen, Li. It's Anal Queen." The wolf murmured, his defeat absolute.

Player 1: Li raised an eyebrow. "I said to say it 'Loudly and Proudly', your majesty! What was that name again?"

Player 2: The sissy wolf jerked his head up and practically shouted. "I SAID MY NAME IS ANAL QUEEN!" The sound was a declaration to everyone within hearing distance.

Player 1:"Much better." Li looked over his newest creation. Although the outfit hadn't changed much, Jordan's ears were now pierced. His left ear had a golden "A" fastened to it, and his right one had a similar golden "Q". The sight made him smirk. No doubt that would get the little cheerleader all sorts of amusing questions. The rush was back. He was so fucking horny again, it was hard to think of anything else. "Now let's give you a refresher lesson about your role here." Standing up, Li turned Anal Queen's body around and bent him over. The wolf didn't attempt to to resist at all, as Li forced him to grab onto the bench. It seemed non-verbal command were just as effective as verbal ones.

Li yanked down the wolf's gray sweatpants and his matching panties, before pouncing on his playmate's ass. A nice handful of cock later and Li was working his way into the queen's famous asshole. "You feel this, Anal Queen?" Li said, squeezing the wolf's enormous weiner for emphasis. "This is what an OMEGA like you craves every day of your dang life." Once he was all the way in, he let his paw slip away from the other male's shaft. He wasn't going to need to even touch it.

Player 2: The black wolf whimpered and lifted his tail, as he now remembered doing many times before. The feeling of someone's cock spreading his ass, even without any lube, sent a charge through his body. His cock stiffened from the flood of pain and pleasure. The more Li penetrated him, the more it sunk in. He bit his lip slightly, before letting out a horny howl. He wanted not to say anything, out of spite. But he couldn't fathom NOT saying it. "T-Thank you for fucking my ass, Li!" He said it exactly the way he'd been trained to. His parents had never had any illusions about what they wanted their son to grow up as, and they made sure he was respectful when he was being used.

Player 1: The ride made Li groan, arching his head back and closing his eyes. "Mmmm... Now, don't touch your cock. You're going to cum from getting your ass fucked. It's going to spatter all along the inside front of your pants and you'll play with the cum until it leaks through and looks like you pissed yourself." He growled, as the slender, gothboi panda fucked the former Jock's ass nice and slow. "Wherever anyone asks about it, just tell them about how much of a slut you are and show them your cummy undies. It should be practically a badge of pride for an Anal Queen like you now."

Player 2: Anal Queen whimpered and squirmed, wriggling and trying to coax a load out of Li as quickly as he could. His ass flexed and tightened around the panda's cock. With every thrust against his prostate, the black wolf whimpered. "It hurts! Aaah! It hurts...soo....good..." His eyes rolled back into his head. His tongue flopped out and hung along his lower lip, bouncing as he panted. Anal Queen whimpered and simpered like the Omega he'd become as he felt his fat dick drooling precum into his boxers, getting them sloppy as he bit his lip and tried to take what he deserved.

Player 1: Growling like a feral bear, Li reached around to squeeze the sissy's crotch. His painted, manicured claws pressed firmly into Anal Queen's groin. He was a bit rough, gripping and stroking the slut's cock and balls. And as he dug in, he didn't slow his pace around back, rhythmically plowing the boy's plump ass.

Player 2: Anal Queen shuddered, both in pain and in pleasure. His cock was being rubbed raw at first until it got slick with juices. His ass, however, with the years he remembered begging for each dicking, was much more experienced with the rough treatment it was getting. Every second he felt himself getting mounted, he remembered more and more all the time's he'd had some man inside him. The longer things went on, the more experience he got at it. In a matter of minutes, he had started milking Li of his cummilk with surprising proficiency.

Player 1: Li was fighting a losing battle. he didn't want to cum just yet. He wanted to let Queenie get all worked up. He wanted to humiliate him, to make him regret his past life. But DAMN it was hard to hold back his load! Anal Queen was almost as good at he was at working a fat throbbing dick with his ass.

Player 2: The black queen, from the Queen family, began to pant heavily, letting the panda paw at his cock and hurt him while fucking him raw. "Please... Li... Sir... please fill this little Anal Queen's bum with your seed... I need to be your cum dump. I can't let go until you fill me." He whimpered, looking up at the panda with big wide puppy eyes.

Player 1: At the sound of begging to be stuffed, Li actually pulled out of his playmate's hole. He spat on his cock to get it a bit more moist, before ramming back inside the canine's soft, fleshy tailhole. His pace quicked as he fucked Queenie's little butt raw. It was painful, but the poor thing would not be able to resist having it fucked again. Anal Queen would have to invest in some lotion soon, if he was to ever have a hope of sitting down again. But Li wasn't going to give the new slut the satisfaction of what he wanted. Instead, he leaned down to Anal Queen's ear and gave him a command in just a single word.

"Cum."

Player 2: The creature known as Anal Queen moaned, his cock feeling ready to explode. He'd wanted to be filled with panda juice before it happened. But he had no control, and that made it even more intense. He howled as he felt himself pumping his load into his underwear, onto his sweat pants, and even the gym bench. His gray cotton panties, which already had a few cum stains on them from earlier in the day, soaked it up like a sponge. And now they were going to be almost bleached, as he fired off his load, spurting all over his dropped sweat pants and his panties. His outfit from the waist down was nearly coated in an oversized load triggered by his oversized balls. The wolf made a big sticky mess whenever he came.

Player 1: Li grabbed at his sweatpants and squeezed, causing the warm, moist load to seep through the fabric and even gush through the stitching in fine streams. Some excess cum dangled like a glistening set of icicles on Anal Queen's crotch. Less than a moment later, the panda lifted his hand to the wolf's face. The wolf's muzzle fur was an ideal surface clean the excess cum off his paw. He smeared the white fluid all over it, matting down Anal Queen's fur in what would eventually become a crusty mask.

"Anal Queen, are you ready for the rest of the day?" Li pulled out of the wolfslut's ass and turned him around. He greeted the new cheerleader with a smile, as his held the puppy's face between his two paws. He used his thumbs to curl up his lips into a grin. Even from behind, you could see Queen's load seeping through his clothes. Every move; no, every step would force him to squish, as the cum spread down his pants legs. Eventually he would find his shoes filled with it and three entire underside of his sweatpants soaked through. He would be like some poor kindergartener who just wasn't quite potty trained.

"Don't forget to smile, bitch. Us FAGS have to keep smiling; otherwise, we might just cry. It's not easy being like this..." He gave the wolf a sympathetic kiss on the forehead, before lifting his foot and kicking him flat on his ass. The resulting force caused the excess puddle of cum to shoot between his cheeks and out along his tail, making it a frosted spectacle for the rest of the school. "I'd feel sorry for you, if you hadn't tried to hurt the one I love. No one FUCKS with Toni!"

Toni.

The name shook him out of the reverie of his afterglow. He'd entirely forgotten about what he'd been forced to do. Folding his arms, he loomed over the humiliated and stained omega wolf. "Now give me permission to talk to Toni again." If it was possible, he had to make things right. He only hoped Toni would forgive him... If not he would understand.

Player 2: Anal Queen hit the puddle of cum his clothing was saturated in, smiling manically and sobbing. He could feel the cum soaking along the bottoms of his ass. The fluid splashing onto the bottom of his shirt. He had accepted it. He was a fag, and he had to smile so he didn't cry. At Li's command, he nodded. "You can talk to Toni again! You can! Whenever you want! No restrictions here, Li!" He'd have to wait to get cleaned up, he was obedient and knew that his next period was coming up. He had no time to go take a shower and clean himself up, he'd have to walk around a frosted flake in front of the whole school. All the while a plastic smile plastered along his face.

But part of him reminded himself this wasn't the first time Anal Queen had done that before. And it didn't get easier every time. He coudn't even cum, he couldn't get off from the feelings of humiliation he now found himself oddly reveling in, wallowing in like his own spunk. He wouldn't be able to cum until he could cajole someone bigger and stronger than him to shove a cock up his ass. And he'd endure any punishment, any humilation, any physical force they put him through to get that moment of blessed release as his ass was stretched raw. He knew it was his life now, and it terrified him. And yet there was something deep down that terrified him more than the Panda playing rough.

He was starting to enjoy it.

Player 1: Li didn't thank him. He didn't even acknowledge the wolf anymore. His body darted for his phone. He grabbed his black uPhone, pulling up the texting app, and shot out a message to Toni.

FishnetChyna: Toni, are you there? I didn't want to break up with you! Anal Queen made me do it. It's a long story!

FishnetChyna: Please respond. Gawd, say something. Tell me I'm a jerk at least.

FishnetChyna: ...please...

Player 2: Elsewhere, Toni's phone buzzed. Mary Ann had picked it up when Toni left. The doe figured her pony bestie would want it back once she calmed down. So she'd taken it and put it in her purse for safe keeping. Her purse, which she'd left in her locker at the end of Lunch period. It buzzed with every text, but no one was there to read them.

Player 1: Li's eyes started to water. It was all hitting him at once. He had to find Toni. He'd search the whole school if he had to. He turned and darted out the door as the class bells rang. He'd missed lunch, and he'd miss at least another class. But who cared about that? He had to apologize. He had to make things right.

Player 2: A few blocks away from the school, a lone mare sat on a hill. Shehad cut class herself when she ran off. And in her fit, she hadn't even watched where she was going. This was a part of Vixen's Run she wasn't familiar with. But that didn't occur to her. In a way, being a bimbo was sort of an armor for Toni. As long as she didn't think too hard about things, most things couldn't hurt her. But Li dumping her had cut deep. She didn't even know what she'd done wrong. She loved Li. She truly did. And now she felt horrible. Li was a genius. She felt like he was better than her. She was just some empty headed slutty mare who couldn't even stay in the same grade as him. A nasty voice in her head whispered that he'd made her this way, then brushed her off like toothpaste after he'd gotten what he wanted. She didn't want to believe it. But it was getting harder to ignore.

She couldn't stop thinking about the texts he'd sent. No explanation. No justification. Just as she'd started to enjoy her new life, her new reality, she'd lost the best part of it. And she didn't even know why. Toni felt herself trembling. Her face fur was soaked with her tears. She couldn't face anyone now. Not Li, not Mary Ann, not Mr. Abernathy, not even her parents. She just wanted to stop feeling horrible, but she didn't know how. Almost on autopilot, her hand went to the Lortab pill she'd kept on her all day. She remembered what the pill Li had slipped onto her tongue had made her feel like. The blissful high that had come with the little white pill. And she had another one.

She held it up in front of her. Her hand was trembling. It wasn't as if she hadn't taken it before. Toni was a junkie, and she knew it. But she was hesitating now. Her hand was trembling. Whenever she remembered taking Lortab before, it'd been around Li. Or other people who liked her. Taking it alone, when she wasn't even sure exactly where she was, made her nervous. But it was a way out. A way to stop feeling so worthless and pathetic and sad, if only for a little while. A voice in the back of her mind screamed at her not to. She was alone, and no one knew where she was. There were so many risks. But Toni didn't care what happened to her. She closed her eyes, swallowed the pill, and got up to walk off, sobbing and waiting for the drugs to take her pain away... She didn't know where she was going. And as the pill started to slowly kick in, she found she didn't care.

She missed Li.

Player 1: Li had searched for Toni all afternoon. He'd combed every inch of the school. He'd ducked angry teachers. He'd even recruited Mary Ann and his goth friends to help. No one had any clue where she'd gone after she ran out of the cafeteria. A teacher had chased her, but no one ran as fast as a horse. And as the final bell rang for the day, Li broke down sobbing. He couldn't even leave the school. Instead, he found his way to a bathroom, sitting down on a toilet and crying, his paws pressed up against his eyes. He lost track of how long he had been crying. He missed Toni. Something whispered in the back of his mind that a wonderful thing had been forever lost to him. He cried and sobbed and bawled, feeling his absolute lowest.

And after a while, when he'd cried all the tears he could cry, he was just left with his anger. The rage he'd felt towards Anal Queen had burned cold. He was mad, but he had no target for his anger. Except the school Football Team. Anal Queen wasn't even the worst of them. He distantly remembered his own first transformation. He'd been the quarterback before Anal Queen. He'd been strong. Powerful. A man's man. Until a certain someone used the same toy he now owned to make him into their personal wet dream. And the other members of the team just watched and laughed. Some of them even joined in.

Li loved what he was now. He would have actually been grateful to them, if he'd been given the chance to choose.

And because of what they'd did to him, what he'd become, he'd hurt his oldest friend in the world.

At that moment, Li decided. He was going to tear the Football Team at Vixen's Run down.

To the very foundation.