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Some people would argue that the old pranks weren't as outdated and cruel as they seemed.

"Good luck, Romeo!"

Thumping against unforgiving concrete and hearing a sudden SLAM of a door behind him, Revel would have immediately argued that some pranks were better off left in the past, but he found himself victim of one of the oldest and harshest shenanigans in the book.

Hitting the floor so haplessly was bad enough, especially with his chin taking the brunt of the blow...but to skid for an inch or two without any clothes on his body was a much greater pain than that, and one that only had cause to subside when he sprang up, turned back and tugged firmly on the door of the women's locker room, only to find that it was already being locked from the outside.

" GUYS! O-oh, shit..." his voice trailed off as he collected himself, remembering where he was; he hadn't seen any girls in the immediately vicinity, but that meant nothing in such a large, deep area. "Guys! Come on! This isn't funny!"

Every freshman had to go through some kind of hazing in Revel's fraternity, so it seemed: there were all kinds of terrible fates to meet with the newly made men of the Alpha Sigma Phi collective, but with Revel, they'd truly saved the best and boldest for last.

Streaking through the top floor of the gymnasium was just a trick to get him in front of the women's locker room without any clothing to preserve his modesty. Just before he could pass the door, he thumped into the crossed arms of another frat brother.

His arms were easily held and tied behind his legs by the larger beast, and two more jumped out to grab him by the legs, sealing his fate.

Thanks to that, Revel found himself in a place where he couldn't pound on the door to try and jar it loose, or yell at his frat brothers to let him out. His only choice was to try and find another way out without being detected, and his only hope came with the fact that his frustration had already gotten the better of him once, only to find that no one came running to see what had happened.

"Maybe the place is empty?" he whispered. "That would be classic Billy...make it seem like I was gonna be thrown into a crowded room, only to know that there was no one in here to see me in the first place. Just let me torture myself the whole way through until I'm getting laughed at...clever."

Giving up on the door and staying close to the first row of lockers, Revel knew he had a little time before anyone would have seen him, thanks to the door being locked and blocked. He didn't want to get carried away, but there had to be another exit to the room somewhere, and if he was lucky, it would put him as far away from the front door as possible.

Red striping along the thighs of the sergal managed to hide any of the scrapes he sustained from his graceless crash, but scuffs at the cream fur upon his knees and elbows made him look a little worse for wear. Revel hadn't considered playing that sympathy card for anyone; it never would have flown at the frat house, but in the locker room, things were a little different...

...Especially when he heard the squeak of knobs being turned, and finally, the absence of noise that he'd taken for granted.

There were girls showering in here, he realized, not daring to take a breath, much less to speak his thoughts. Oh, fuck...

It was already going to be difficult enough to escape without the use of his arms, but if anyone saw Revel as he was, he didn't think he'd get the benefit of being able to explain himself before the screaming started; tiptoes had that in mind as he started sneaking down the row of lockers ahead of him, always darting his head around the corner before he moved.

His ears were perked for any sound, hoping he might hear the approach of whoever was showing before they had a chance to get close, but he forgot to account for the swish of his tail as he moved, and the subtle whump of that weight banging against painted steel.

"Tina, did you hear that...?"

"Yeah...you were sure there wasn't anyone else in here, right?"

The girls sounded just slightly out of breath; that was sensible enough in a locker room, but that he only heard two voices was a little more suspicious.

Stepping as quietly as he could and cursing his own tail, he tried to make a break to the next row of lockers, only to make the mistake of looking to the side as he passed.

Mismatched eyes of comforting indigo and powerful orange beheld a zebra and a tigress, their bodies only partially clad by the towels that they'd brought along. Twin stares looked back at Revel, and immediately, the sergal was trying to think of an excuse.

He couldn't come up with one before he heard the scream. "Hey, what the fuck gives, dude?!"

Hard as it was to stop with his arms tied behind his back, the sergal kicked his feet down and dragged his claws along the floor of the locker room, unaware of what an intimate moment he'd just been forced to stumble upon.

"Would, uh...w-would you believe me if I told you that I'm not in here by choice?" he asked, his voice so laden with genuine nerves that the girls immediately lost some of their frustration. "And that I can prove that?"

The tigress gave her friend a curious look, and with a cocked brow, she took one step closer to the end of the aisle. "Care to tell me how you got in here and how you'd prove that, exactly?"

"They threw me in."

"And your proof that you didn't just waltz your way in here like a common fucking pervert is...?"

The girls hadn't seen that Revel was naked, but one quivering step back from the lockers revealed that he was bare, save for the ropes that still held his arms behind his spine. The scuffs and scrapes in his fur were visible enough that he couldn't have come across as a threat, but where the zebra, Tina, was still nervous, her friend didn't seem so concerned.

"...Lemme guess," the tigress, Vivian, stepped to the edge of the lockers, prompting Revel to turn away at the hip, trying to hide the exposed flesh of his cock. "Last freshman finishing up hell week at Alpha Sigs?"

Vivian was a senior: she'd seen it all in her time at Fairview University, but her casual fling, Tina, wasn't quite as experienced with just how out of hand the pranks could get.

"How did you know that?" Revel asked, still not comforted by Vivian's presence, but seeing her casual approach, he was more comfortable than he'd been so far.

"They do this one every year," Vivian explained. "Typical, old school frat boy stuff...not very original, but it's pretty effective, and it leaves a freshman with a hell of a story to tell; not that anyone would ever believe you, but it's a hell of a story."

Revel blinked, shocked that Vivian was willing to get so close to him in such an intimate state. "How is it a hell of a story? Feels like everyone has a rumor of something like this happening, but...they usually leave out the part where your arms get tied up."

"That's the one bit of originality the Alpha Sigs can take credit for," Vivian admitted. "And the only reason that any of us in the locker room have ever tolerated their bullshit."

This time, when Revel blinked, he made it clear he didn't have a proper response for that.

"It's a lot easier for a room full of women to feel comfortable with a present being tossed in the door when it's got a nice little bow tied on it," Vivian said. "Otherwise, they can seem a little bit intimidating...especially when it's just the two of us handling such an impressive... gift."

Much as Tina was hesitant about Revel's presence to start with, she'd been eyeing his cock ever since Vivian approached him; he would have felt the weight of her gaze by then, if he wasn't so completely taken by Vivian's stare.

Those eyes of jade could convey plenty of emotions, but right then, Revel came to understand what it meant to be on the wrong side of a hungry predator's ire.

"If you eye-fuck him any harder, he's gonna cum before we get a chance to play with him, Tina."

The flustered zebra immediately locked eyes with Revel, instead, her lips curled in a bashful, uneasy smile. "Well, I mean...it's just hanging out like that; how am I supposed to ignore it?"

"You could always look the ot...w-wait a minute. Play with me?"

"That was adorable," Vivian answered. "You didn't really think we'd let you out and give you a change of clothes for free, did you?"

Revel swallowed back a lump just as quickly as he'd felt it forming in his throat. "You...y-you're joking, right? You're just in on this with the guys?"

"I'll have to be sure to thank them for throwing me some fresh meat, but...I'm ad-libbing this just as much as you are, kiddo. I was hoping to finish up with Tina, but since you got in the way, and since you're clearly excited..."

He didn't even have to glance down at his own cock to know that it was slightly engorged from the half-naked display of beauty in front of him.

Betrayed by my own cock, he thought. Wonderful.

"Look, if you two are an item-

"Loosely," Tina chimed in, still every bit as flustered as Revel was.

"I don't wanna get in the way of that," Revel claimed. "I mean, t-this...this is crazy, right? You're just fucking with me?"

"Not yet," Vivian replied. "But trust me, fresh meat: we're about to change that."

With his arms tied behind his back and his length already rising to the occasion, Revel figured he only had one more chance to come up with a good excuse why he couldn't take part in the rest of the hazing ritual.

If he was being honest with himself, he was coming up on the best part, but he refused to believe that there wasn't some kind of a catch, even when the girls dropped their towels from their bodies and stood on either side of the bench between the rows of lockers.

"Come lay down, fresh meat. We'll do the rest of the work for you."

Vivian's offer was less that and more an instruction, and the look in her eyes told of the same expectation.

Softer, sweeter eyes of blue were showing the very same disbelief that Revel felt, but seeing that little bit of excitement behind Tina's stare, Revel couldn't imagine that she was capable of anything more than a little harmless exploration.

"This is the part where they all jump out," Revel whispered, but he took a step forward all the same, as if he was drawn to Vivian by an ethereal string. "Where they all get out a camera and take a picture and right when I lie down, there's a trap door that springs old cafeteria food on me or something..."

"Or, or...and hear me out, here: you're a cute, hunky freshman that just happened to have his worst nightmare turn into a dream come true," Vivian suggested. "Did you ever consider that?"

It wouldn't be as easy as she made it sound, but the sergal didn't realize how fortunate he was, when he straddled the bench and shuddered against the cool, lacquered wood.

He didn't dare to lie flat on his back, but Vivian wasn't concerned with his bravado as much as she was with making sure he'd keep playing along, when things got hot and heavy.

"It's just all a little too perfect," Revel admitted. "But if you mean it, then-

Vivian stole his words and grabbed his arms, tugging them firmly behind his head and dragging the loop of the rope back until his arms were trapped under the far edge of the bench. A quick loop went around one of the support legs of the bench, and in a flash, Revel felt his nerves blazing such that any point of contact made him squirm.

The playfulness was gone from Vivian's expression; even Tina's stare was sharpening, as the zebra approached the sergal's face.

"Trust me, she means it. You do know that we were fucking in the shower before you got here, right?" she asked. "We were gonna finish up with a sex toy, anyway...but...the real thing is always so much better, isn't it?"

Revel would have been glad to answer in the affirmative, if the zebra wasn't already straddling the edges of his face and guiding her bare, soaking petals toward his lips.

"I prefer it," Vivian replied. "Something about being able to feel it throb...f-feel it pulse...but never know for sure when it's gonna make a big, creamy mess inside you...I just love that risk, Tina."

"I had a feeling," the zebra teased. "Especially when you passed up a chance to sit on his face; you sergals have really long tongues, right?"

"I'll put that tongue to use when I'm good and ready for a break, but you actually got off in the shower," Vivian pointed out. "I still haven't...and I really need to."

Shifting his arms about and testing his bondage, Revel immediately found that there was no give in the line, and just as he went to kick his legs up, a tigress descended on his lap and trapped his lower half in place.

The warmth of her sex was already kissing at the tip of his cock, testing his nerves and forcing him to moan aloud into Tina's petals; grateful as the zebra was to feel that vibration, it was the heat and spittle that followed that she was so happy with, when her shifting hips forced his tongue into action.

"Just don't take too long," Tina whispered. "And be sure to leave him nice and messy...I kinda wanna take another shower, but I want a good reason to, y'know?"

"...Is my innocent little flower finally starting to bloom into the kinky slut I always tease her about?" Vivian asked. "Was sitting on some helpless guy's face the straw that finally broke the camel's back?"

"I don't think he's totally helpless...I mean...he's definitely got s-some skill, anyway..."

Quivering thighs shook on either side of Revel's face, and just as his own spittle began pouring back down his cheeks, something warmer and sweeter coated his tongue and moved down the slack of that lengthy, unique muscle.

She wasn't going to cum so easily, but her body was all too happy to share that liquid desire with the lucky freshman, as long as he was willing to put in the work.

"Just don't distract him too much," Vivian requested. "He's got a b-beautiful cock...and it feels...s-so fucking good on that first pass..."

Dipping the tip just beyond the slick, welcoming embrace of her petals, Vivian didn't wait for any of the concerned muffles of the sergal to reach her.

There was no chance for him to express his worries about the lack of a condom, having no idea if she was on birth control or not, nor any chance for him to express his worries about the fact that he was in the grips of a lengthy dry spell.

He didn't realize that his comparison to a sex toy was rather literal: as long as his cock was stiff and throbbing, the girls were going to take full advantage...and the youthful virility of an average freshman was far outpaced by the sergal, who was already slurping his way through Tina's petals just to keep up with her plentiful moisture.

"Like you're gonna stop after j-just one pass," Tina couldn't help taunting her girlfriend, but keeping up with Vivian's playful nature was getting harder and harder; feeling Revel's tongue push up through her folds and into the heated depths of her sex made it almost impossible."We both know you're gonna...f-fuck that lucky fresh meat silly..."

If he was able to talk, he would have finally found the courage to thank the girls for being so generous with him, when his fate was hanging in such a precarious balance before.

Everything still felt a little too amazing to be real, but had he a voice to speak with, Revel wouldn't have been a fool enough to complain.

"Damn right I am," Vivian noted. "And he's...g-getting me there...r-really fucking fast, so...keep him motivated!"

The sergal was fortunate enough to have a cock that was every bit as thick and full as it was unique, and that shape was sliding into Vivian with such blissful effect that the tigress was almost ashamed about how quickly she was careening toward her climax.

After coming so close to that release with Tina, she knew she wasn't going to have her usual endurance, but the predator was torn between frustration and delight as she came upon that glorious apex, her legs shuddering with every eager bounce of her knees.

"Sure f-feels pretty motivated to me," Tina mentioned. The bashful nature of the zebra had taken a leave of absence, easily pushed aside by her own endurance; getting off at the behest of Vivian's skill a few minutes before was a pleasant start to her afternoon, but she was ready, willing, and completely able to steal another round from Revel, while he was pinned down.

"Yeah he does..._ooohfuck..._h-he's finally starting to put a little oomf into it!" Vivian called out, entirely careless about the possibility of the trio being walked in on in the middle of the act. "That's it, fresh meat...k-keep...keep rolling those hips! Yes! Deeper!"

Such a simple instruction was easy to follow, and having his arms tugged behind his head, Revel had that much easier of a time arching his back and pumping, trying his best to match Vivian's pace.

As he was just getting started, she was already reaching a fever pitch, spearing herself gleefully on his length and utterly soaking it with a host of feminine juices; he had no chance to keep up with her, but she was only interested in her own release...

...As long as his cock was still throbbing, she was happy to do the rest of the work, even as a fresh climax rattled her body and forced her legs to clench on either side of the bench.

"Now I'm really looking forward to giving that cock a ride," Tina teased. "You barely had to move to get her off!"

Vivian, for the first time, had a bit of a bashful look about her quivering, leaking form. "Not gonna give me a-any credit for the work I did?"

"Pretty sure you left plenty of credit all over the sergal...if you were any wetter, his dick would be pruning."

"You did tell me to make a mess out of him," Vivian replied. "And by the look of it...and the...f-feel of it...I've definitely done that in spades."

She couldn't keep her legs from trembling as she pushed herself up from the bench, and much to her delight, Revel's cock was still throbbing at the air when she stood by the side and admired her handiwork.

"Glad to hear it. I'm gonna need the extra lubrication..."

Already, Revel would have struggled to believe how much of a turn his luck had taken: if any other pair of women had come upon him, even when he couldn't present a threat, he would have been pleading his case to the dean to avoid expulsion from the campus.

Instead, he had something unexpected to worry about, as the pleasure from the first round of action left him teetering on the edge of an orgasm.

"You're really gonna give it a try, aren't you?" Vivian asked. "I know we got you a little warmed up in the shower, but...he's a lot bigger than our toy, Tina."

Having soaked the fluff on either side of Revel's maw down to the flesh below, Tina was more than satisfied: enamored as she was, there was some regret in standing up from his face, but the mess remnants left behind gave Vivian a preview of how Revel would treat her when the girls were done swapping positions.

Where Vivian was able to straddle his face with ease and drop her freshly fucked petals right onto his lips, however, Tina didn't have such an easy time straddling the length of the sergal.

Grabbing the base of his cock and guiding the unique shape of the tip toward her asshole was all the silent explanation that Revel needed.

"I'm surprised you were able to hold out on me, but...you're gonna fill my favorite zebra full of cum, aren't you?" Vivian asked, her voice once more leaning into a suggestion, more than an idea.

Revel's eyes were shaken, but he nodded all the same. "Don't t-think I can take much more without getting of...fff...mnnf! Mmmrnf!"

He should have known better than to open his mouth, as eagerly as Tina had taken a seat on his muzzle, but he was slow to pick up on that lesson.

Thanks to the deep, eager penetration that came before, Revel was getting a tiny sample of his own taste when Vivian bucked down on his tongue, forcing the impressive length of that wet muscle into her passage. Immediately, her toes curled and her claws scraped the floor; she didn't think she'd be lucky enough to latch onto the aftershock of her climax, but feeling the probe and thrust of his tongue, she was heading right back up to cloud nine, one step ahead of Tina.

For all her bravado, the zebra was struggling to go much further than the tip, despite holding the base of the shaft with such a steady grip.

Her devious nature was on full display, however, when she felt the familiar pulse against her digits...and with a brilliant idea, she stroked from the base, slowly enough to gauge his reaction.

"He's already about to cum," Tina murmured. "Good thing, too...h-he's a little too big."

"Need a little more lube, then?" Vivian teased.

"And I g-get the feeling he's got...plenty more t-to give..."

Pushing down another inch onto the shaft, Tina made absolutely sure that the lucky sergal wouldn't waste a drop of that warm, slick seed. Her entire body gave a shudder of delight when she felt Revel pushing back against her, and thanks to the previous warm up, a little more of that shaft made itself at home inside of her...but she didn't feel comfortable moving any further until she felt that first, glorious burst of warmth inside of her.

"Oooh...o-oh my goodness, fresh meat...that's so f-fucking much..."

If his mind wasn't so completely blown by the bliss of his orgasm, Revel might have realized that the girls never even bothered to ask for his name.

He had a feeling they'd always refer to him as "fresh meat," even if they bothered to get his name...but at the peak of the action, he wouldn't have been able to say their names, either.

"Mnn...mmmf!" his muffled groans brought another wave of delight to Vivian, letting the tigress feel another round of vibrations at the peak of her womanhood. His tongue never made it back from the soaking heat of her depths, and all the while, his lips were rolling and kissing upon her entire mound, never letting her focus on a single aspect of his antics.

It was a little sloppy, she would grant...but she couldn't fault how incredible his sheer desperation felt.

"There...t-that's it," Tina let out another low, effortless moan as the sergal's yield poured into the depths of her tailhole. "Little...m-more..."

Another burst of seed coursed across her insides, and little by little, her backside wiggled down until she met with her fist. Those digits slipped away from the messy shaft, and a devious grin went unseen by the sergal as Tina's backside swallowed up the rest of his length.

Settling there and letting out a sigh of impassioned relief, Tina rested against the weight of his orbs, feeling them pulse against the curve of her backside as the act seemed to come to a conclusion...

"He's a perfect fit, far as I'm concerned," Tina mentioned. "Think he's ready to finish what he started?"

Vivian's hips rolled forth anew as she grabbed the sergal by his ears, staring him down with renewed vigor. "I sure hope so...that f-fucking tongue has me all fired up again!"

...But there would be no quick conclusion for Revel, as the last of his cum poured back out of Tina's asshole and pooled around the resting weight of his sack.