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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

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As the boat skipped along the choppy ocean surface, the only light came from the red hunter's moon above which cast the eight-man team sat staring sternly at the rocky shoreline ahead they were destined to land on in an eerie glow. When asked, they would acknowledge being part of the SEAL teams, but unofficially they operated outside of SEAL territory and requirements due to their unique training. Their unofficial designation was noted as being SEAL team 13, sharing all the same training and skills as traditional SEAL teams, but went one unusual step further.

Team 2 lead by Corporal Dietrich and his seven men would be landing on the far side of the island, deployed from a US Allied Submarine and diving gear. Team 1 currently en route via boat to shore was led by Commander Jackson Keen, call sign Gameboy. The young Belgian Malinois was one of the youngest soldiers to ever lead a SEAL team, but he had more than earned the right and had the scars to prove it. The broad jagged X scar across his chest was the most telling and identifiable mark, now hidden beneath his dark clothing. Beside him was his right hand man and best friend Crowe. The snow leopard had even been the best man at his wedding a few years prior, they were so close if it was not for the differing species they would claim to be brothers.

Behind Gameboy standing at the wheel and driving the boat was Spunkmeyer and Wierzbowski or Wier for short, a large American crocodile and an equally large Elk respectively. Both men lay angled along the sides of the boat with their sniper rifles trained on the shoreline, making sure their landing spot was clear. So far so good, no sign of the U.R.S.I.S forces lying in wait, not that it made the situation any less tense.

The remaining members of team 1 were comprised of Hudson, Drake, Frost and Vasquez. Hudson was affectionately known as "Pretty Boy" by the team, being an Akhal-Teke horse he was born with the flowing golden locks and a slender frame. While he tried to present himself as more of a Thor type, the team loved to tease him and state that if he wore a dress he would look just like his smoking hot twin sister. Drake was the smallest of the group, a pronghorn antelope with a penchant for demolitions which earned him the nickname "Sapper" after an exploding unit in an old video game. Frost the Arctic Fox was a vehicle and mechanical expert, anything technical or mechanical and he was the man to talk to. Much to his dismay this earned him the nickname "Dilbert" for having "The Knack" often referred to in the comic strip for his ability to fix just about anything. The last member of the team was also the newest; Vasquez was an enigma of a Grizzly Bear. Something of an army brat growing up, having moved all around the world with his family, he'd garnered something of a universal accent that no one could ever quite place. Likewise the team could never quite find a nickname that stuck either, often just referring to him as "The new guy" or "Grumpy" due to his usually sour demeanor.

Gameboy ran over the mission briefing in his mind again, U.R.S.I.S (Ukrainian Rebel Sect for Independent State) forces had fled the mainland Russian forces to their fall back base on Chirinkotan Island in the North Pacific. Team 2 was landing on the South of the island and would make their way up to where their leader Varvara Antonov had been spotted via drone imagery and try taking him out. However, the old bear was well protected with a sizeable force surrounding him. Team 1 was to approach from the North and attract as much attention as possible to draw the forces away; this would entail blowing up a munitions dump and sabotaging the enemy's airfield. There was still a fair number of boots on the ground here too, with the infamous General Andrei Alexeyevich in command. The Iron Wolf as he was known was a formidable foe and was fond of peculiar torture techniques for any soldier unlucky enough to be captured, at least when he didn't outright kill them on the spot.

Once the fireworks began and the enemy forces mobilized, Team 1 would strike. With their boat secured and out of sight, Gameboy and his men made their way inland towards where the satellite imagery had shown the munitions dump to be, a little west of that would be the airfield and their final destination. The terrain was precarious at best, shifting sand and stone underfoot on uneven ground made for slow progress, especially while carrying such heavy equipment and explosives. Dodging foot patrols further delayed their progress, as Gameboy did not want to risk giving the enemy an early warning by possibly removing a soldier whom did not check in over the radio, they were forced to race the clock as daybreak was only a couple of hours away.

A couple close calls and a long perilous hike later the munitions dump as within sight, as planned beforehand the group split into four groups of two to plant the explosives at strategic points to be remote detonated once they were at a safe distance and closer to the airfield. Three groups would go down into the munitions dump to lay the charges while Spunkmeyer and Wierzbowski gave over watch and covering fire with their sniper rifles if needed. At least that's how it was supposed to go, but as the saying goes "The best laid schemes o' mice an' men". As Gameboy and Crowe were setting their second to last charge, a scuffle broke out not far from where they were crouching and concealed behind a stack of oil drums. Shots were heard and not long after shouts of alarm followed by sirens; the enemy knew they were there.

"Dammit, who fired?" Gameboy pressed two fingers just below the base of his ear at his subdermal short range communication implant, a recent technological augmentation he and his team had undergone. The implants operated similar to a Cochlear implant but without an external component as they did not require audio capture from an external source, the "microphone" component was a simple collar about the soldiers neck that picked up even faint whispers from the vibrations as they spoke, easily hidden beneath clothing if needed.

"It wasn't us sir! They jumped Vasquez, I think...I think they killed him!" Drake shouted over the link.

"Vasquez? Vasquez, answer me dammit!?" Gameboy growled over the commlink but there was nothing but silence on the other end.

"Hate to throw more shit into the proverbial fan sir, but we got incoming...lots of incoming..." It was Wier, the normally stoic croc couldn't keep the note of worry from his voice. Gameboy had worked with him long enough to know this meant some serious shit was headed their way.

"Are they rolling heavy?" Gameboy asked, though he suspected he already knew the answer.

"Heavier than Spunkmeyer's momma..."

"Fuck you, you overgrown handbag" the elk grumbled over the link.

"No thanks, doin' yer mom was plenty enough elk for one lifetime" Wier retorted.

"Can it, keep the comms clear of chatter" Gameboy chided his two men. "Our covers been blown, so if you see a chance to lighten their load, take it. Triggers hot men, prepare to counter!" came his order.

There was a long moment of eerie silence until the roaring of an engine could be heard and the shouting of soldiers growing into an almost deafening clatter. From their position opposite Hudson and Frost, Gameboy and Crowe set up lines of fire to catch the new forces en route to the munitions dump. Shots were already ringing out from overhead as Spunkmeyer and Wier cleared out any immediate threats before trying to take out the vehicle mounted ordinance. The first jeep with a mounted fifty-cal was barreling down the road towards the makeshift mesh fence gate, closing in fast when a shot rang out and the vehicle jerked to the left and begun to roll, sending the soldier manning the gun flying, only to land in a heap on the ground to be caught under the rolling vehicle a second later.

Following further behind was a second jeep which wisely turned in behind the now crumpled wreck of the first vehicle and used it for cover. The soldier manning the mounted gun began firing blindly up into the hillside in the hopes of getting lucky and killing the sniper, but another shot rang out from the distance and with a messy red splatter his body slumped down into the vehicle. Not far behind the second jeep came a troop transport, its breaks hissing as it stopped a fair distance from the gate before heavily armed furs of all shapes and sizes began pouring out and darting behind whatever cover they could find.

Then all hell broke loose, bullets began flying from both sides, sparks flashing in the darkness as bullets ricocheted off metal and concrete alike. As enemy troops began advancing slowly the two snipers did their best to pick them off as fast as possible, but the enemy knew the terrain too well and managed to evade most of the cover fire from above. To make matters worse, a second troop vehicle was spotted travelling a back path to try get around behind the munitions dump and surround them.

"Wier, Meyer...listen to me. We're outgunned and outnumbered here. We're starting to run low on ammo, there's nothing you can do here. Pack it up and try rendezvous with Team 1. Let them know our situation and maybe we can get an evac...that's an order" Gameboy grimly said over the commlink, being met with a moment's silence.

"Understood..." Came Wier's terse reply, Gameboy knew the croc wanted to stay and fight with his team, but he'd never disobey a direct order.

"Give them hell boys!" Gameboy shouted to his remaining team now gathered behind what little cover they could find from being surrounded on all sides. The five remaining members of Team 1 roared in unison as they gave their all, firing at every moving target until their rifles ran dry, followed by their side arms. As soon as the telling "click click" of empty pistols were heard, Gameboy knew it was game over. His attention drawn from the pulled back slide of his sidearm to the metallic clinking of something bouncing in slow motion between the barrels he was standing behind to come to rest between his feet with a blinking red light flashing ever faster.

"Oh shi..." Gameboy wouldn't get to finish his thought, the world went bright and loud in an instant, pain flaring all around and through him, and then a merciful darkness consumed him.

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"Wake up, Amerikan pig dog!" A voice commanded, along with a harsh slap across his still aching face.

Gameboy's ears where still ringing and vision blurred when he opened his eyes, trying to blink away the painfully bright light. Slowly his vision began to focus, the image of a large grey wolf standing glaring down at him coming into view. Standing beside the wolf was an intimidating large draft horse that scowled at Gameboy as if he'd personally shat in his morning oats, hands balled into fists as he cracked his knuckles in a poor imitation of an evil villain.

"Ah, there you are. Welkom back, Kommander. Your exploits are legendary, even among my men!" The wolf Gameboy now recognized as the dreaded "Iron Wolf" Andrei Alexeyevich, he was their secondary target if they had gotten the chance. "It is an honor to have you here, Kommander. I would have preferred meeting under different circumstance, but alas it is too late for that now. You have killed some of my men." Andrei nodded at the large horse beside him whom moved out of Gameboys field of view.

It was then that Gameboy realized he was bound into what appeared to be some old timey wooden stocks and bent over in a compromising position. Though he couldn't turn his head to see it, he could feel a stark lack of clothing on his body. A fact which became even more apparent when something hot and hard began to nudge under his tail in a far too friendly fashion.

"You killed ten men to be exact...Ivan, if you would be so kind as to give our good friend the Kommander here ten of our own" Andrei again nodded back over Gameboy's shoulder.

"Wait...what..." Gameboy tried to speak, to reason with the General but it was too late. Pain flared under his tail as a substantial equine cock began to force its way deep inside him. The Belgian Malinois grit his teeth so hard he swore he could hear them cracking, but he made sure to maintain eye contact with the smirking wolf watching his facial expressions. Even though he suddenly felt obscenely full and his asshole ached something fierce from the unexpected and unprepared for entry, Gameboy managed not to show too much outward emotion much to Andrei's annoyance.

"Give it to him again, Ivan" The wolf growled out while glaring down at Gameboy. Sure enough the big horse would back up and all the way out, waiting for the canines pucker to try close again before he forced himself back inside. "Got anything to say, Amerikan pig dog?" Andrei sneered as Gameboy gave the faintest of winces.

"Is that all you've got?" Gameboy barely managed to grin as he stared defiantly up at the annoyed wolf, whom in turn gave yet another nod back at Ivan.

This time when the horse pulled back, he didn't slip completely free of the tight canine behind before him. What he did do however was buck back roughly, hard enough that his toned hips audibly clapped against Gameboy's firm behind as he sheathed his impressively thick and long cock inside the bound and captive canine. Gameboy swore he could feel the horse touching the back of his throat he was buried so deep, but his torment was far from over. With blunt nails digging into his slender hips, Ivan began to withdraw and thrust back inside him relentlessly, over and over again. The only consolation for his abuse was watching the smug grin slowly fade from the Iron Wolf's muzzle as Gameboy refused to whimper or whine.

"If you won't beg for your own self, how about that of your men?" Andrei growled as he stepped back to draw the blinds covering the window behind him up to reveal a large room beyond. What Gameboy saw left him speechless, stunned enough that for the briefest of moments he wouldn't even register what Ivan was doing to him. "It's been a lonely few months out here on this island, Kombined with my men wanting revenge on the Amerikan Pigs that invaded our island...what better way to kill two birds with one stone as it were?"

On a table closest to the window was Frost, the arctic fox laid on his back with his legs over a large black wolf's shoulders. A thick red cock was thrusting in and out of the squirming fox while his mouth was stuffed by an equally large brown bears cock. There were obvious signs of abuse with scratches and bruises visible all over him, though Gameboy wasn't sure if they occurred before or after the two large males started fucking him. Even with the bears cock in his mouth and through the glass, Gameboy could hear the pained groan as the wolf forced his large knot under the unwitting fox's tail with a satisfied growl while he emptied his large twitching balls in the smaller male.

Beyond Frost on what appeared to be a hospital bed Gameboy thought he could make out the spotted tail of Crowe, though he was partially hidden behind a privacy curtain. Apparently the room used to be a hospital wing of some sort looking at the beds and other items scattered around the room. The outline revealed a large shape sitting on the bed and forcing Crowe's muzzle up and down a stiff length, while his mouth was being filled a grubby looking hog climbed up behind him to roughly grab and lift his fluffy spotted tail. Gameboy could tell from the way the tip of Crowe's tail flicked and twitched that the boar had sunk quite hefty piece of flesh in him without warning. The flicking tail tip didn't slow either as the boar carelessly bucked and thrust into the feline's clenching behind, at the same time working the feline's maw up and down the shaft of the unseen person behind the curtain.

On the opposite side of the room closest to the window was Drake, the scene under any other circumstances would've looked almost comical. But here with them being captured and abused, it was anything but. The poor small pronghorned antelope was effectively being used as a cocksleeve for another large horse that could almost be a twin for Ivan. It was with no surprise then that Gameboy swore he could see the outline of the horses cock showing on Drake's belly every time he was brought down onto the thick shaft. The massive horse easily dwarfed Drake, bending him almost in half with ease to use as his own personal fucktoy, unsurprisingly Drake failed to retain his composure as he whimpered and bleated with every thrust, his own smaller by comparison cock and balls bouncing uselessly between his held spread thighs.

"Your horse friend has been very popular with my men, as I'm sure you will be after Ivan is done with you..." Andrei offered with a knowing grin as he saw Gameboys gaze shift over to what had at first just appeared to be a group of enemy soldiers standing in a corner. As one of them finished, another would take his place, eventually a big enough gap formed that Gameboy could see what was going on.

Hudson was being forced to straddle one solder while another mounted his back, taking two men under his tail while a third filled his maw and his hands were guided to the remaining eager cocks around him. His usually shiny golden coat and long golden locks were marred with untold sticky patches from who knew how many soldiers having had their fun with him. His team had always teased him about his girlish appearance, but it seemed like this fact was apparent to the enemy as well. A seemingly never ending stream of soldiers continued to make use of the poor horse until he collapsed with exhaustion, even then they continued to fuck his unconscious body.

As if to snap Gameboy back to his own punishment, Ivan pulled completely out of the tight canine behind, smirking as he watched the once tight little pucker trying to close again before bucking back inside. Gameboy's view of the room was suddenly blocked by an expanse of grey fur when Andrei stepped before him while shedding his clothing.

"I hope your tongue isn't too sharp that it'll cut my dick off, but if I do feel anything other than pleasure from you, Ivan will be more than happy to pay your lovely wife a visit" Finally Andrei grinned as he saw the look of surprise and worry in Gameboy's eyes. There was no way the wolf could or should know about his private life, but that was a problem for a later stage. For now Gameboy found his mouth suddenly full of enemy cock and had to fight the urge to bite down.

He remembered back to their special training, where he was in a similar situation pinned between two of his instructors. A large Bison grabbing him by the tail as he reamed the new recruit a new asshole while a barrel chested Doberman tried to dislocate his jaw with a thick knot and choke him with an almost as thick cock. "Best you get used to this now rookie, the enemy won't be half as gentle" as the Bison began to jackhammer his thick shaft in and out of the then much younger Malinois' reluctant and clenching tail hole while he whimpered and whined. For weeks they'd endured the regular SEAL training combined with the more "abstract" training. From being woken by an instructor shoving their stiff cock down an unsuspecting sleeping recruit's throat, to surprising them with a stiff cock under their tail in the showers after knocking the soap from their hands and demanding the recruit to pick it up; or just all trainers dogpiling one recruit for a good old fashioned gangbang. It became common practice for one person each week to be their bunks "Sally" as they became known, each week one person would service the entire barracks as a form of practice. Taking each member first orally, then anally. This quickly weeded out individuals whom didn't have what it took for this special team.

The training paid off as Gameboy showed, despite considering himself straight, he knew he could take cock like the best of them. Even when Andrei's balls touched his chin he didn't so much as gag, once more infuriating the Iron Wolf. Try as he might, no matter how hard or deep the wolf thrust into Gameboy's maw and throat, he simply refused to gag. With an angry snarl Andrei withdrew his slick cock and began pawing himself to completion, if he couldn't humiliate the Malinoi by making him gag, he would at least do so by marking him with his scent. With a mocking laugh the Iron Wolf's hips began to jerk and buck as his cock twitched in his grasp, firing off thick hot ropes of sticky white seed across Gameboy's muzzle and faze. As if following an unspoken command, Ivan gave one last almost savage buck under his tail too before unloading both barrels up the smaller canine's tailpipe. The sickly warm full feeling for once making the Commander feel queasy, but thankfully neither Andrei nor Ivan stuck around long enough to see his expression change.

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The next twelve hours were a grueling slog, alternating between simple beatings from Andrei and Ivan to try extract information from the SEAL team, or worse. When they weren't being beaten, they were tossed to the still vengeful soldiers in the room next door.

Andrei was correct in his estimation that Gameboy would be almost as popular as Hudson, every soldier wanted a piece of an American hero's ass. The only bright spot to being fucked like Hudson was by three men at once, was they were at least giving him a break for a little bit. Not that it helped the Commander out any, if they ever got out of this mess he figured they'd all be walking funny for a week. Andrei stood beside Gameboy as he was forced to kneel between Ivan and his almost twin while the equines spit-roasted him like a Sunday barbeque, almost bouncing his smaller form between them with the force of their thrusts. "I must Kommend you and your men, Kommander. I have never seen my men so relaxed and happy. It is amazing what a little sex and revenge Kan do for morale, yes?" Andrei mocked as he reached down to ruffle Gameboy's hair like a child. "It's a pity we are to execute you before lunch."

No sooner had the statement left Andrei's lips was an explosion heard close by, the window behind him imploding and sending glass shards about the room. In a panic soldiers stopped fucking their captives and scrambled to pull their clothing back on, just as gunfire began erupting all round them. Gameboy and his men quickly got down to the cold hard floor and ducked for cover as bullets sprayed the side of their building, light shining through the fresh holes from outside. Through the holes they saw the uniform of the US marines advancing on a now retreating U.R.S.I.S force. Meyer and Wier had reached Team 1 and they'd arranged more than a simple evac it seemed. The door to their room swung open and a familiar form stood in the doorway staring down at the naked men for a moment before speaking.

"Get dressed Commander, we're going home. Mission was a failure, the target escaped. We'll get them next time" Corporal Dietrich scowled as he tossed a pair of pants at the nude canine laying on the floor. "Mission debriefing is going to be rough..." he said with a sigh.

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"You boys..nnngh...really screwed the pooch on this one...uuhn!"

"Sorry sir..." Dietrich grunted as the old Bulldog bending him over the desk bucked and rutted him, popping a substantial knot under his tail.

"We have word that...uuungh...that URSIS has set up camp in...aaah...in Alaska" another voice commented, but Gameboy was unable to answer as his maw was currently full of the Sergeant Majors cock, the horse seemed to be trying to find his tonsils with his mottled black and pink cock.

"Your team heads out within the week to finish what they...nnnf...what they started" the old bulldog snarled as his balls twitched and began firing off his load under Dietrich's tail.

"I must say gentleman, this is...uung...probably the best mission debriefing ever" The smarmy black panther Government liaison growled out as he dug his claws into Gameboy's hips, his thick cock tipped with spines plowing in and out of the Commander's now recovered tail hole.