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"What are you going to do man?" asked Cory, taking a sip of his coffee. "It's not much longer 'til graduation."

Jake took a big swig of his drink, burning his tongue a bit in the process, but he didn't care. That pain helped him focus on his situation, though given everything that was going on maybe that wasn't the best thing for him.

"I don't know," said Jake, running a hand through his mane. If the lion didn't find a solution soon he felt like the stress might make his mane start falling out. "I've got to find a job that'll let me pay off these debts and not be living on the street while I do."

"Your aunt really fucked you over that bad, huh?" asked Cory. "I still can't believe she tried to run off with all your loans! At least the cops caught her; that should be something, right?"

"Yeah, they caught her, but not before she'd burned through most of the money," said Jake.

"Are you shitting me? How did she manage to burn through 60k that fast?"

The lion shrugged. "Fuck if I know. Woman has zero financial sense." Jake took another sip of coffee. "It was hard enough getting admitted here after she tried registering me at that shithole and swiping the financial aid they offered, but then that bitch managed to get into my account somehow and damn near cleaned me out."

The two sat in silence for a minute, sipping their drinks in front of the small coffee shop just off campus. It was a popular spot amongst the students, and the two seniors were glad their schedules had let them stop by during a slower time. Benefit of being in your last semester apparently; class schedules had a lot more open space when you only had two courses left.

Jake had managed to do very well for himself, all things considered. The lion had made it into a top ranked university and was on track to graduate with a degree that could lead to a very, very lucrative career if he put the work in. And all that despite the dumpster fire that was his past. His aunt, for reasons known only to her, had decided to enroll him at some crap third-rate university and apply for financial aid on his behalf, only to pocket all the loan money and stick Jake with the debt. It had taken years, but he had managed to get things cleared up and get accepted to his dream school, along with making sure his greedy aunt was locked up for a very long time. Unfortunately, there was still the matter of the financial aid. The government had been unwilling to let that debt slide, even after the trial was over. That meant that between his legitimate student debt and everything his aunt had stuck him with, Jake was looking at about two hundred and eighty thousand dollars in debt that he'd be buying off for who knew how long.

"There really isn't anything you can do?" said Cory. "I mean, if they know what happened--"

Jake cut the hyena off. "Didn't matter. All they said was that they expected the money to be repaid. The best I could manage was to get them to tack it onto the rest of my financial aid so I can come up with some kind of payment plan. Still, I better find one hell of a job, or I'll be couch surfing and living off instant ramen for years."

Jake checked his watch, downing the last of his coffee and getting to his feet.

"I'll see you later. Need to get that paper down before my shift tonight."

Cory raised his cup in farewell, and Jake started off down the street, cutting across to the boardwalk so he could enjoy the ocean breeze as he headed back to his dorm. The lion would have preferred to have an apartment by now, but the city was expensive enough even with him living in the dorms, so until he could start making some real money having his own place was out. Still, there were much worse places he could be, and he and Cory were already planning to get an apartment after graduation. Sharing a place with his best friend would make busting his ass to pay off those loans a hell of a lot more bearable.

Arriving back at the dorms, Jake swiped his student id and went inside, heading to the elevator and up to his room. Arriving at his room, the lion shut the door behind him, letting the relative quiet of the room wash over him, walking over to the doors to his small balcony and sliding them open, letting the salty sea breeze blow through the room and ruffle his mane. One big perk of this university was that the dorms were really high-end, even among top-tier universities, and Jake had lucked out, managing to snag a single room all for himself. Not only was it a popular spot with his friends that weren't crazy about their own roommates, but it let the lion have some peace when he wanted it, as well as the freedom to bring back any cute guys that caught his interest without having to worry about being interrupted.

Sitting down at his desk, Jake fired up his computer and got to work finishing his essay, the sound of waves and seagulls the perfect white noise while he worked, even if they did make him wish he was out on the beach than stuck in his room doing the responsible thing. He managed to get it finished though, even if it took him most of the afternoon to knock it out and get it submitted. Better not to have that hanging over his head heading into what promised to be a gorgeous weekend. He had the next day off from classes -- thank you senior schedule -- and then all of Saturday and Sunday to enjoy himself. Tonight though, he'd be spending his evening tending bar nearby to give him some spending money for the weekend.

Later that night, Jake changed into his uniform and made his way to the bar. It was popular with the college crowd, and amazingly that actually led to better tips for the lion than one would expect. It even still used a classic neon-sign as opposed to some of the newer businesses on the street that had converted to holographic signs. Sure, they were more versatile, but there was just something soothing about the hum of those old lights.

The inside of the bar was much more modern, with all the normal tech one would expect in a place like this. Screens showed the prices of different drinks with full holo-images showing how they should look. The owner had even splurged for a hard-light setup for pool tables, which made it much easier to clear the floor for parties than the old wood tables had been. Plus they didn't have to worry about some drunken frat boy scratching up the table top and then throwing up all over it.

Don't ask.

Jake went in through the back to the employee area, double-checking himself in the mirror before heading out. He was looking pretty damned good, if he said so himself. He'd purposefully gotten a t-shirt from the bar that was just a little too small, letting him show off his fit body and tight tummy when he moved just right.

The lion ran a hand over his head, making sure his mane kept that stylish slightly disheveled look he loved. Unlike most other lions, Jake had never been able to grow much of a mane, save for right on his head. It looked more like human hair than a proper lion's mane, and when he was younger that had really bothered him. But as he got older, Jake had really come to like it, and he certainly didn't get any complaints from the guys he brought home. Besides, it was actually rather refreshing given the city heat; much easier to stay cool without all that extra fur.

By the end of the night, Jake had managed to collect a respectable amount of tips, along with the numbers of three different guys looking to have some fun. He'd barely made it back into his dorm room before his phone rang. It was one of the numbers he'd picked up at the bar! Laughing, Jake answered the call.

"Well, you certainly don't waste time, do you?" he chuckled.

"Not with an opportunity like this I don't," said the voice on the phone.

"What exactly did you have in mind?" asked Jake. "I'm free this weekend."

"Glad to hear it! But I must confess, I'm not calling about a date."

"Then why did you call me?"

"To present you with an opportunity. I'm one of the producers for Golden Chains, do you know it?"

Jake's eyes went wide. Adult entertainment was widespread, and besides the sexual gladiatorial matches that frequently took place, the most popular by far we the game shows. Golden Chains was huge, to be given the opportunity to take part...

"Of course," said the lion. "Who hasn't?"

"Well, we will begin filming our next episode tomorrow, and we think you would be a perfect candidate to take part."

"What makes you say that?"

"You're intelligent, very attractive, and, no offense, have a mountain of debt looming over your future. We'd like to offer you this chance to pay off your debt and have some fun at the same time. We think you're just the kind of contestant our audience can enjoy."

"Let's assume I say yes," said Jake. "What exactly would I have to do?"

"Just come down to our studio tomorrow morning to meet with legal."

"Legal?"

"Just some formalities; basic contract, liability, that kind of thing. We like to make sure everything is in order before filming begins."

That seemed pretty reasonable, especially considering the show would be recorded and broadcast. Given the sexual nature of many things in the show, it only made sense that the producers would want to have everyone taking part signed on for that kind of thing.

"I'm in," said Jake. "Where do I go?"

The man gave him the address. "Do you know it?"

"Yeah, I know where that is."

"Excellent. Can you be there tomorrow morning? 10am?"

"No problem," said Jake.

"Wonderful! We look forward to seeing you then. Enjoy the rest of your night."

The call cut off, and Jake looked down at his phone. This could be a great opportunity for him if he handled this right. He just hoped this wouldn't come back to bite him.

*************

Friday morning, Jake stood outside the large building that housed the production studios. The place didn't look all that impressive from the outside; not really any different that many of the other buildings around it. But it was the right address, at least according to his GPS.

As he went inside, he found a tiger in a suit waiting for him, who greeted the lion with a smile.

"Ah, you must be Jake! Welcome!"

The lion shook his offered hand. "Thanks."

"If you would just follow me, please," said the tiger.

Jake fell into step behind him, and after a short walk he and the tiger stepped into the striped cat's office. The tiger took a seat behind his dark wood desk, and Jake took the chair opposite him as the tiger pulled out a tablet from the stack on his desk, passing it to him to read.

"This is the basic contract for contestants on Golden Chain. Among other things, you are agreeing to allow our studio to use the footage on our sites and channels, verifying that you are of legal age to participate, etc."

Jake started scrolling through the contract, reading it quickly but carefully, making sure he fully understood what he was getting himself into. One of the most important lessons he'd learned in life was to never, ever sign something without understanding precisely what it was you were agreeing to. Some of the clauses in the contract caught him by surprise, and he was honestly amazed by some of it. Especially striking was the non-disclosure agreement relating to one particular aspect of the contract. It was rather far down, but written in crystal clear language. Jake did his best to keep his expression neutral, not wanting to give away anything as he examined the document that could change the course of his life for years to come.

"If you find our terms agreeable, please just sign on the marked section, and we can get the ball rolling," said the tiger. "And of course, you will be provided a complete copy of the contract for your own records."

Jake had been about to ask that very question, so clearly the tiger was used to guys asking him that. Satisfied, the lion signed his name, passing the tablet back over to the tiger.

"Wonderful! You will be our final contestant for this episode, so if you would just like to follow me, I will show you down to the dressing rooms. Clothes will be provided for you there, and then we can get you to the studio to begin filming."

Jake laughed. "What would you have done if I'd said no?"

"Oh, we have several other potential contestants in the office today," said the tiger, guiding him out of the office and down the corridor to an elevator. "If you had declined, we would have put one of them in today's group. Instead, we will simply schedule them for a future episode."

The pair emerged from the elevator and walked down another corridor to a line of doors along one wall. The tiger stopped at one and it slid open to reveal a small but very nice dressing room, including a change of clothes with the show's logo -- a shining silver GC inside a loop of gold --emblazoned across the front of the shirt.

"If you will please get changed, and leave your belongings in the wardrobe," said the tiger. "The room will be secure, and you will be able to reclaim everything after the show has finished." The feline didn't try to hide it as he looked over Jake as he walked into the room. "Make sure to take everything off before you get dressed. Would be a shame for any of your clothes to get damaged."

With that, the tiger walked away and the door slid shut behind him with a soft hiss. Jake moved to the wardrobe, taking all his clothes off and folding them neatly before grabbing the clothes they'd provided and slipping them on. They were a perfect fit; loose and elastic enough to let him move freely, and tight enough to show off his body without being constricting. With nothing left to do but wait, Jake took a seat on the small sofa on one side of the room, watching the holo-screen across from him. It was currently showing highlights of past shows, though strangely it wasn't showing any of the XXX parts the program was known for. Must be to keep the contestants from getting to riled up before they even got started.

After about ten minutes, an announcement rang through the room.

"All contestants, please step onto the platform and prepare to begin."

A ring of light appeared on the floor, expanding into a holographic platform of solid light. Once Jake stepped onto it, it slowly began to rise as an opening appeared in the ceiling. Once he'd passed through, the floor closed beneath him, and the platform disappeared, leaving the lion standing in a large open space he recognized as a holo-suite; basically a massive projector used for fully customizable sets and events. The producers really were going all out on their shows.

Looking to his right, Jake got his first look at his competitors. Each of them was standing behind a podium; obviously projections like everything else in the room would be. Each podium had the contestant's name, and Jake did a quick assessment of the competition.

Standing immediately to his right was a blue jay named Tory, a short, trim bird with brilliant blue feathers and black scales on his hands and feet. Alek, a brown-coated stallion, was the bird's opposite in every way, tall and muscular like so many of his breed. Next was Ibeth, a lanky anubian jackal with pitch black fur, followed by a tanuki named Danza who had a hint of a belly on him that he carried well.

At the end of the line was Bahamir. The dragon had dusky orange scales, save for the pale cream under his jaw and down his neck. A pair of white horns sprout alongside the brown mane the ran down the top and back of his head. The reptile's piercing blue eyes looked calm and confident, and the muscular man carried himself with the ease and swagger of a man who was in his physical prime and knew it.

Each of the men were dressed in an identical outfit, though accommodations had been made to allow for Tory and Bahamir's wings. They all appeared to be doing the same thing Jake was -- checking out the competition and trying to figure out what their chances were. Though at least one of them was checking them out in a very different way.

"Hey there, pretty kitty," said Tory, hungrily looking the lion up and down. "Any chance you might want to hook up when this is over? It's been way to long since I got to enjoy a sexy cat like you."

Jake chuckled warmly. The blue jay was absolutely shameless, and thinking only with his penis.

Just his kind of quickie.

"I might be," said Jake. "Though I hope you won't hold it against me if I beat you today."

From his end of the line, Bahamir let out a derisive laugh.

"Fat chance." The dragon turned to glare confidently down the line. "There's only one person who's gonna be winning this today, and that's me. Far as I'm concerned, the rest of you are just competing for second place."

"What spirited competitors we have today! Now that's what I like to see!"

A cheery voice rang out through the space as another platform appeared. This one was clearly not a projection, and as it floated closer Jake saw that it was carrying a rabbit with gorgeous sandy fur. And it was clearly visible, because the rabbit had very little on. A black bow tie was around his neck, and he wore a pair of black shorts that were only barely longer than briefs. They hugged his ass and package so well they could have been painted on. His chocolate-brown eyes were shining with excitement, and he was obviously checking out the latest batch of contestants as he glided closer.

"Welcome to the show, boys!" said the rabbit. "My name is Jack, and I'll be your charming host for today's games!"

Jake couldn't help but smile a bit at the bunny's antics.

"Filming's already started, so why don't you handsome gentlemen introduce yourselves before we get going?"

"Bahamir," said the dragon. "And I'll be today's winner."

"Oh, confidence, how sexy!" cooed Jack, leaning against his control console. "And what makes you so sure you'll take the top spot, if you pardon the phrase?"

"Because I'm a gladiator in training," said the dragon. "Next to fucking in the ring, something like this should be no challenge for me. I'm gonna win this thing for sure"

"Not likely, scale boy," said the tanuki. "Name's Danza, and I'm the one who'll be walking away with the prize."

"Ibeth," said the jackal. He didn't offer anything else.

Alek and Tory did the same, and when it was the lion's turn, he introduced himself, and shot a playful wink up at the rabbit, grinning at the way Jack's tail gave a little wiggle when he did.

"Well, now that we've all introduced ourselves, let's give the rundown to our first time viewers, and any of you boys that's never caught the program before."

Jack entered some commands on his console, and each of the player's podiums lit up with a dollar amount on the front, and a scoreboard appeared above Jack, giving the contestants an easier time seeing how they ranked. Jake saw that he was near the top of the list, with four of the others having totals bigger than his; only Tory had less. Danza easily had the largest.

"Here's how the game will work. Each of you fine gentlemen comes to us today because for one reason or another, you're all in some serious debt. Here on Golden Chains, we want to help you with your money woes, and what better way to do that than with some friendly competition?"

Another screen appeared, showing a simple animation to illustrate what Jack said next.

"The show will consist of three main rounds, plus a final round for our lucky winner," Jack explained. "Each round will consist of a challenge for you to complete. At the conclusion of each game, one fourth of each of the player's original debt will be transferred to whichever player comes in last place. In the event of a tie for last place, that total will be split between the tied players. At the end of the third round, the person with the least amount of debt remaining is our winner." Jack raised a finger, winking playfully at the contestants. "Be careful though boys - fail to complete a challenge, and you'll be removed from the game. And as you'd expect from a show such as ours, failure will result in a penalty. After all, we've got to give our viewers what they want, and that's you sexy studs in sexy situations."

"All of our projects are completely safe, and won't be able to do anything life-threatening. But that doesn't mean you can't get pretty banged up doing these challenges, so please keep that in mind as we move forward. Would hate to see any of you having to get hauled out on a stretcher! Any questions before we begin?"

"Yeah, I've got one," said Jake. "Any chance I could get your number?"

Jack practically squealed at the lion's brazen question.

"Make it through the first challenge, hot stuff, and we'll see."

The lion shrugged. "Fair enough."

"Alright, on to the first challenge!" exclaimed Jack.

The contestant's podiums blinked out of existence, and the holo-suite truly came to life, building an entire holographic environment around them. Jake was no stranger to holo-tech, but this was on a scale he'd never seen in person before. As he watched, the world shifted and solidified around him, until it looked like the contestants were standing on a dock at the base of a towering rock formation that rose high over a lake. A series of three outcroppings stretched up the face almost like diving boards. Jake could even hear the lapping of the water, and feel the artificial wind in his fur.

"Welcome to your first challenge, gentlemen," said Jack. "The Debtor's Dive. Hope you boys aren't afraid of heights."

Based on the way he had to fight back a whimper, clearly Alek was not a fan of heights.

"This game is pretty simple. You boys are going to be going for a little dip."

Jack entered a command on his console, and a series of rings appeared hovering over the surface of the lake, almost like a bullseye, colored bronze, silver, and gold.

"Your goal is to hit as close to the center of the target as you can. Each ring is worth an increasing number of points, and at the end of the game, the player with the highest total wins. But that's too easy!" Jack grinned. "So we decided to spice things up! As you've no doubt noticed, there are three cliffs above us. You will get to choose which one you want to dive off of. The higher you go, the more points you earn for a successful dive. And don't worry, the safeties will keep anybody from breaking anything if they take the high dive. Watch your entry though, cause that can still sting."

"And you know this because...?" asked Jake.

"I offered to help give our interns a rub-down after they tested it and hit the water kind of funny," said Jack.

"And I'll bet it was a full body rubdown, wasn't it?" Jake said with a smirk.

"Of course!"

"And naturally they needed to take their clothes off so you could make sure they weren't hurt and get to those hard to reach places."

Jack giggled. "My, aren't you a clever cat, figuring me out so quick!"

"Why would anyone not jump from the highest they could?" said Tory. "It's the fastest way to win."

"True," said Jack. "But that extra reward comes with extra risk. The higher up you go, the harder it will be to hit the target. So while you can earn more from the high dive, it isn't going to be as easy as it sounds. Oh, and one more thing..." the rabbit gave a wicked smile. "If you fail to hit the target, you will automatically fall to last place, and be removed from the game."

"And what exactly is the penalty for failing the dive?" asked Ibeth.

"Do you mean what naughties things are going to happen if you screw up?" asked Jack.

The jackal nodded.

"Oh, I'd hate to ruin the surprise, so I think I'll be keeping that to myself," said Jack.

"You're getting off on this, aren't you?" asked Jake.

"Guilty," said Jack. "Teasing hot guys is a perk of the job."

"Sounds to me like someone needs to put you over their knee," purred the lion.

"Don't threaten me with a good time, handsome-"

Bahamir growled in annoyance. "Sounds like someone needs to do his job and get this challenge started!"

Jack pouted. "Aw, don't be such a grump. We're here to have fun!"

"I'm here to win," snapped Bahamir.

"Speaking of which, one last thing - using wings to help you in a challenge is grounds for immediate disqualification. Have to keep the playing field level, don't we?" said Jack. "Now, let's see what order you'll be diving in!"

The bunny hit a button on his console, and a projection appeared that looked like a series of slot machines with player's faces instead of the numbers. The machines were numbered one through six, and as they came to a stop the order was decided: Ibeth, Tory, Alek, Bahamir, Jake, and Danza would be going last. That order suited Jake just fine, and he was sure Bahamir would have realized the same advantage; by going later in the lineup, they could base their own dives on where the point totals stood after the others had gone.

"Ibeth, you're up first," said Jack. "You'll find platforms around the back that will take you to the cliff of your choice.

The jackal nodded, walking across the dock and behind the rock wall, appearing a few moments later on the second cliff. He walked to the edge, gazing down at the water, likely trying to figure out the best way to hit his target He took a few steps back, then made a running leap off the cliff, arcing into a graceful dive and hitting the center of the golden ring, making it look almost easy. The scoreboard updated, putting Ibeth in first place with eight points. For his turn, Tory also went to the middle level. Unfortunately, it seemed that not being allowed to use his wings threw him off some, sending the bird into the silver area, netting him six points.

"And that's two impressive mid-height dives from our first two contestants!" said Jack, adding some commentary to keep things lively. "Alek, your up next."

As expected, Alek chose the lowest cliff, and even then the horse looked absolutely miserable. Clearly a man that did not enjoy heights or jumping from them, even if the lowest cliff really wasn't bad at all. Jake had jumped off higher points at summer camp. The stallion did manage to hit the gold ring though, tying him with the blue jay with six points.

"Well done, Alek," said the rabbit. "Better to take a lower dive than freeze up and get eliminated."

Bahamir didn't even wait for the stallion to climb back onto the dock before he strode off, climbing to the highest cliff and pausing only for a moment before sprinting off the edge, streaking towards the water. He crossed his arms over his chest and pulled his legs together, tucking his wings in before hitting the water in a textbook military maneuver. The scoreboard dinged, and the dragon jumped into the lead with ten points courtesy of the gold ring.

"Incredible! Bahamir hits the high dive gold without breaking a sweat! A fearless gladiator in the making, ladies and gentlemen!"

The lion smiled. Of course the rabbit's commentary wasn't just for the contestants. I t was for the future audience as well.

Now, it was Jake's turn. The most important thing was to avoid coming in last. With the way the points stood, he needed to get at least eight points to make sure he was in the clear, so the lowest cliff was out. Making his decision, Jake walked along the dock, and chose the lift to the second platform. Reaching the top, he got another look at the target from that angle, and smiled at his choice. Hitting the gold ring from this position would be easy, if without all those summer's spent at camp. Jake's entry wasn't all that graceful, but it got the job done, and as the lion's head came back to the surface the scoreboard shifted, putting him in second place, tied with Ibeth.

"And that's another gold! Excuse me while I swoon; I mean, just look at the way the water runs off his mane!"

Jake playfully splashed at the rabbit, the smaller male squealing and pulling the platform out of the water's reach with a hearty laugh.

The pressure was all on Danza now. The tanuki's dive would decide who came in last place - him, or Tory and Alek. Jake had expected him to choose the second cliff like he had, and take what should be a guaranteed safe spot. Instead, the tanuki swaggered to the end of the dock, looking back at Bahamir just before he moved behind the cliffs.

"You aren't the only one here to win, fucker," he said.

Moments later, Danze appeared on the highest cliff, and despite his bravado he didn't look all that happy about where he was standing.

"Here we go folks, another player is about to attempt the high dive! Good luck, Danza!"

The tanuki took a breath to steady himself, stepping back, and running to the edge. Unfortunately, he hesitated at the last moment, and when he jumped, it was clear almost immediately that he wouldn't hit the silver, let alone the gold. But nobody expected for him to miss the target entirely, splashing down several feet short of the edge to the bronze ring.

"Oh no, heartbreaker! Danza failed to hit the target, and that means he's disqualified," said Jake, before a mischievous grin spread across his face. "And you know what that means folks! It's penalty time!"

Danza had just started swimming towards the dock, cursing angrily to himself when he suddenly jerked to a stop.

"Wh-what the fuck is tha-aaahhh!"

Danza yelled in shock as he was lifted from the water, glowing blue tentacles of light wrapping around his wrists and ankles, lifting him spread eagle into the air as more emerged from the water. Shooting forward, several of them snaked their way inside the tanuki's clothes, tearing them away from his body and leaving the struggling man completely naked. His human-like cock was uncut, flopping over a larger-than-average pair of balls as he struggled uselessly against the grip of the tentacles. Once he was naked, their grip shifted, pulling his arms together above his head and spreading his legs wide, leaving his body completely exposed.

"Let me down from here right now!" he shouted.

"Sorry sugar, no can do," said Jack. "You failed to finish the challenge, so now we get to have some fun with you."

More tentacles approached him, but there was nothing Danza could do to stop what they all knew was coming. A tentacle poked below his balls, and then lunged forward, working itself in and out of the tanuki's tailhole, making the man wriggle and groan. One of them even wrapped around his uncut cock, quickly stroking the six inch length to full erection, shifting the man's groans into moans of unwanted pleasure. Moans that were quickly muffled as a third tentacle shoved its way into his mouth, spitroasting Danza for all to see. It didn't take long for the tanuki to hit his limit, crying out around the tentacle in his mouth as he came, his cock angled up to make a mess of himself, whimpering as they continued working him over.

"And that concludes game one everybody!" exclaimed Jack, cheerily playing things up for the unseen cameras. "We're gonna take a quick break to get Danza cleaned up and prepare for round two, so don't go away! We'll be right back after these words from our sponsors."

After a few seconds, Jack turned to the contestants. "Alright boys, you can take a quick break while we get reset for the next round."

As Jack spoke, the holo-suite started to reset, returning to the game show setting it had before, complete with the players' podiums.

"What about Danza?" asked Tory, pointing over to where the tanuki was still being molested by the virtual tentacles, moaning around the one stuck in his mouth.

"Sadly since he wasn't able to complete the challenge, Danza is out of the game," said Jack, tapping away at his controls. "Now if you gentlemen would please take your places, we can begin the next portion of our little game."

The tanuki was slowly lowered to the floor, and as he stood on shaking legs, one of them wrapped around his neck, turning into a golden chain that led him back over to his podium, where the embarrassed and angry tanuki was quickly lowered back down into his dressing room. On the scoreboard, the debts of the remaining players dropped, and Danza's increased significantly.

"Everybody ready?"

The player's nodded, and Jack pressed a button on his console, starting the cameras once again.

"Welcome back, royal viewers! Sadly, Danza is no longer with us after failing the first challenge, but worry not! We still have five handsome hunks to keep us entertained." The rabbit turned to Jake and the other players, smiling mischievously. "And now that round one is over, time to get to know our contestants a little better. And what better way than by getting a good look? Boys, if you would be so kind as to remove your shirts and give the audience at home a look at those gorgeous bodies."

And they did, without any real complaint. After all, it was just a shirt, and on this kind of program going topless was down right tame. Bahamir certainly didn't seem to mind, flexing rather more than was necessary as he got his shirt off. Tory also seemed rather happy about it, though with those bright feathers being eyecatching was just part of his nature. Jack was certainly enjoying the sight, making a show of fanning himself.

"My oh my so many handsome men here! It's a shame I can't just have you all to myself."

"Who says you can't?" said Jake, smiling up at the rabbit.

"You are such a naughty flirt," cooed Jack. "I like that in a man-"

"Enough," said Bahamir. "Let's get on to round two."

"Do you have to act like such a jackass?" asked Ibeth.

"Yeah!" said Tory. "This is supposed to be fun. Why can't you enjoy yourself?"

"I am enjoying myself," replied Bahamir. "I enjoy winning. And I'll win the next challenge just like I did the first one."

"What makes you so sure?" said Alek.

Bahamir sneered. "I've seen the competition, and I'm not impressed."

"What the fuck is your problem?" said the horse, slamming a hand on his podium.

"I don't have to explain myself to anyone, especially some wimp that was too scared to make any kind of effort in the first event."

"Looks like things are starting to heat up around here," said Jack, finally interrupting their bickering to move things along. "And on that note, let's move on to challenge number two - Gift of the Golden Apple!"

The world around them shifted once again, and what looked like walls of solid stone erupted from the floor all around them. Instead of disappearing like last time, each player's podium changed as well, morphing into a small stone column that came up to about waist height. In a spark of light, glowing golden apples appeared hovering over each of them as a screen appeared beside Jack and he began to explain the game.

"For this challenge, your task is to make it out of the maze before time runs out. Fail to reach the exit, and you're out of the game. But what's a labyrinth without its monster?" On the screen dots representing each player were moving through a maze, and a cartoon-style head of a bull appeared, chasing after each of them like a game of Pac-Man. "Minotaurs will be coming after each of you, and if they catch you, you are out! And in case you're wondering, those big boys will also be responsible for your punishment if you fail. Not that I would mind," added Jack, wiggling his rump. "Big guys can always reach those deep places you just can't get to by yourself-"

"And what are the apples for?" said Bahamir, snapping the rabbit out of his daydream.

"Why, these little beauties represent a cash prize," said Jack. "Make it to the finish line with a golden apple, and you'll have a nice surprise waiting for you in the bank when the show is over. Each one is worth a pretty penny, so I'd hang on tight to them if I were you."

"Is there any way to stop the minotaur?," asked Tory, looking pretty nervous about the prospect of what something like that might be packing down below.

Jack thought for a moment. "Well, you could always try to bribe them with your golden apple, but if you did that you would also give up any chance at the cash prize, so..."

"So that's a no then," said the bird, gulping nervously.

Jack shrugged. "Sorry sugar, guess you'll just have to make sure you're faster than them. Alright everyone, if you will take your apples and take your places and the entrance."

Jake grabbed the apple off his podium and stepped up to his doorway, while each of the others did the same with a door of their own.

"Will our contestants be able to conquer the maze, or will the monsters inside get to them first? Let's find out, folks!" said Jack, turning back to the contestants. "You boys ready? By the way, you'll get a one minute head start before the minotaurs are turned loose. Ten minutes on the clock." A projection appeared showing the remaining time. "Good luck fellas, you're gonna need it. Let round two begin!"

A buzzer sounded, and the men rushed forward into the maze. As soon as they stepped through the doors, the timer started counting down. When he entered the maze, Jake lost sight of the other players, but he didn't plan on trying to find them. The best plan was to find his way out as fast as possible. He had no doubt that at least one of the others would try taking an apple from another player. Jack had said that each of them was worth a lot of money, but he had never said you couldn't take an apple from someone else to earn more money for yourself.

Jack's voice came over the speakers shortly afterward.

"Head's up boys - here they come!"

The minotaurs were now in play. Jake doubled his pace, he needed to move fast, but he could panic or rush and get lost. He twisted and turned through the maze, sticking to one direction as much as he could. He hit two dead ends and had to double back, but seemed to be doing well.

Then he heard the pounding footsteps of a minotaur approaching. Turning around, he spotted the beast just as it rounded the last corner. A massive mountain of a bull, the creature was easily over seven feet tall even without the impressive horns. The creature was covered in brown fur, its eyes glowing the same gold as the apple Jake was carrying. The minotaur was also very, very naked, as evidenced by the alarmingly large sheath and sac dangling between its legs. And as it approached Jake, that sheath started swelling bigger, a hint of pink appearing at the top.

The lion wasn't taking his chances.

"Here you go buddy, go bother someone else," he said, and tossed the apple at him.

The minotaur caught the apple, and the moment it did the monster vanished in a flash of light, leaving the corridor empty save for Jake. The lion continued navigating the winding halls of the maze, until he finally spotted the exit at the end of a long corridor and took off running, bursting out of the labyrinth at a full sprint before skidding to a stop in front of Jack.

"Congratulations Jake! You're the first one out of the maze," said Jack. "I was wondering which of you would finish first. Too bad about losing your apple though."

"Not really," purred Jake. "Look at it this way - finishing first means you've got me all to yourself for a bit."

Jack practically squealed. "Such a naughty lion. I like that. Are you always such a flirt?"

"Only with the cute guys," said Jake. "Don't suppose there's any chance you'll lose your shirt like the rest of us? Let me get a good look at you?"

"Sorry, but the host has to stay decent," sighed Jack. "Besides, the last thing I need is a horny lion coming for my tail. At least, not during filming," he added with a twinkle in his eye.

Jake grinned. "We'll then maybe once we're done I'll just have to -"

But the lion didn't get to finish as another contestant arrived. Bahamir jogged out of the maze. The confident look on the dragon's face dropped off when he saw Jake was already there.

"Hello there, Bahamir. You're lucky contestant number two."

Bahamir largely ignored the rabbit, glaring daggers at Jake.

"Damn it. How the fuck did you finish so fast?"

"What do you mean?" asked Jake.

Bahamir pointed back towards the maze. "I had to keep dodging that damned minotaur! There's no way someone like you should have been able to finish faster than me!"

"Oh, I just gave the minotaur the apple first time I saw it," said Jake. "Way easier to make it through the maze when you aren't being chased."

Bahamir's angry sneer was quickly replaced by a smug smirk.

"Looks like I came out ahead after all then." He held up his apple. "More money for me."

"I'm sure that will help pay off all that training debt as well," said Jack.

"Fuck that," said Bahamir. "This money's all for me! When I win this game my debt disappears, and I can use this to get back on track."

Jack got an alert on his console. "Uh oh, looks like one of our contestants has run into some trouble!"

A screen appeared in front of them, and Jake couldn't stop himself from staring at what he saw. Alek was pinned to the floor by his minotaur, and though his apple was nowhere in sight it was obvious he hadn't tried to pay off the monster since it was still there. More importantly, the remains of Alek's clothes lay scattered about him, the horse having been stripped completely bare by the minotaur. The lion couldn't tell if the horse was begging for more or begging for mercy as the big brute above him bent the horse over himself until Alek's knees were by his head and positioned that thick bull cock at the horse's tailhole before plunging down and into him, fucking Alek hard and fast. The horse must have been enjoying it up to a point, because his own ten inch penis quickly slid from his sheath and silenced the equine's words when the first few inches were shoved in his mouth, the stallion forced to fellate himself while he was fucked.

"Well, looks like Alek is out of the running," said Jack. "But what happened to his... AH, looks like Ibeth is taking advantage of his opponent's predicament to take Alek's apple for himself! But he better pick up the pace, because those minotaurs do not look happy."

Ibeth was running as fast as he could, with not one but two minotaurs charging after the jackal.

"Huh. So the more apples you have the more minotaurs chase after you?" Jake glanced at Jack. "Well aren't you devious."

The rabbit shrugged. "Well, I can't take all the credit. Our gamemasters come up with some pretty inventive events for our players. I just offer suggestions to make things a bit more fun." He perked up as Ibeth rounded a corner and came into view even without the screen. "And here he comes now! Will he make it, or will our minotaurs be adding a jackal to their list of conquests today?"

Apparently not. Ibeth made it across the finish line just as the nearest minotaur tried to grab him, and the monsters vanished as soon as the jackal crossed the threshold.

"What... the FUCK... was that!?" gasped Ibeth, panting for breath.

"Every apple you carry sends another minotaur after you," said Jack innocently. "Did I forget to mention that?"

"Yes!" growled the jackal.

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!"

Ibeth's ears perked up. "What the hell was that?"

"That would be Tory," said Jake, pointing down the corridor. "And I don't think this game is going the way he hoped."

The bluejay was hauling ass down the corridor, but it was all he could do to stay out of the grip of the minotaur that was right behind him. More than once the bird had to tuck his wings in tight to avoid getting grabbed. Tory had almost made it to the exit, when suddenly a buzzer sounded.

"Oh no, that sound means Tory has run out of time and has failed to complete the challenge. You all know what that means," said the rabbit with a playful grin. "It's penalty time!"

The minotaur behind him gained a sudden burst of speed and grabbed Tory's arms, pulling them over the bird's head and pinning them to the wall with one massive hand while the other grabbed the bluejay's shorts and ripped them off, leaving the bird completely bare for everyone to see. Grabbing one of his legs, the minotaur lifted it up and moved in, his erection looking even larger compared to the petite bird. After a couple of searching thrusts, the minotaur found his target and pushed in, spearing the squawking bird on every inch of his thick dick and starting to fuck.

There was no way such a big cock in such a small hole wasn't ramming into Tory's prostate, and in moments the bird's thin, tapered erection slid free of his slit, bouncing with every thrust of the minotaur into his tightly clenched rear. Tory was flapping his wings, trying to get away, but now that he was in the monster's grip the bluejay wouldn't be going anywhere until the minotaur released him. And speaking of release...

Tory moaned loudly as he came, his cum splatting against the wall as the minotaur continued fucking him, the bird's body going slack as the pleasure of orgasm hit him hard. Up on the screen, Alek was in a similar state, the stallion being made to gulp down his own spunk as he was fucked to another orgasm but his own captor.

"That's two more contestants down, and only three to go," said Jack. "But only one of them can win the grand prize. Who will it be? You'll have to stay tuned to find out." He turned to Jake, Ibeth, and Bahamir. "Okay guys, take five while we get those two off stage, and then we can start the final round."

As the holograms disappeared, Tory and Alek staggered to their feet, blushing profusely as they stumbled back over to their spots, disappearing back into their dressing rooms. Once the pair were gone, the podiums reappeared, and the player's totals were updated. Jake was happy to see that his total debt had dropped substantially by that point; winning the second round had been a big help. Now if he could just win round three, he'd be set. He just hoped it was something he could win.

"Welcome back!" said Jack. "It's time for our third and final challenge. But before we get started, there's just one more thing we need to take care of." He turned to the contestants. "Alright fellas, time to lose those pants."

The three did so, largely without complaint. Jake had no problem standing there in his boxer briefs, especially with the way Jack kept stealing glances at him. Ibeth's boxers slid down some as he undressed before he pulled them back up, much to the disappointment of the lion and rabbit. His attitude may have been ugly, but when it came to his body Bahamir had zero reason to hide, and as an aspiring gladiator, being nude in front of others was all part of the job. His boxer briefs were even tighter than Jake's, though sadly there wasn't anything much to see since the dragon's dick was still in his slit.

"This is it boys," said Jack. "The third round will be pretty straightforward. A nice, old-fashioned obstacle course."

As the rabbit spoke, the course appeared around them. It might be an obstacle course, but it was anything but old-fashioned. Jake was just grateful all the surfaces looked padded, because with so many moving hazards trying to knock them off into the pool that had appeared beneath the course, he was expecting more than a few bumps and bruises by the time it was over.

"You'll run the course in order based on the current standings. That means Ibeth will go first, and Jake, you'll go last. Each of you will be given ten minutes to finish the course, or make it as far as you can. Whoever finishes the fastest, or makes it the furthest if none of you can complete the course, will be the winner. One more thing." The rabbit tapped at his console, and gold coins appeared, floating in the air along various points of the course. "Just like the last game, each of these coins represents an additional cash prize, so if you want that boost to your bank account, be sure to grab as many as you can while you run the course."

"Those coins are mine," said Bahamir, and Jake was sure the dragon was already trying to work out the best way to navigate the course.

Jake was trying to do the same thing, but it would be tricky. Most of the coins would be tough to get to, and that meant more time spent on the course. What was the best option he had?

"Ibeth, you're up first."

The jackal moved up to the starting point, and when the buzzer sounded he took off. He did a pretty good job, at least until he got to the third coin. Ibeth had managed to grab the first two, but no matter what he tried he just couldn't seem to get by that third obstacle. Time and again it knocked him into the water, forcing him to climb back out to try again and eating up precious time. Though there was the added benefit of the wet boxers now clinging to him, letting the others enjoy the way they were pasted to his body. After getting knocked into the pool on final time, the buzzer sounded, and Ibeth swam back over to the others with a disappointed sigh and climbing out of the water.

"Sorry to say, Ibeth, but since you failed to complete the challenge, that means you're out of the game," said Jack. "Bahamir, you're up next. And Ibeth? It's time for your penalty."

More tentacles appeared, much like they had after the first challenge, and pulled the jackal down onto his knees, ripping off his boxers and leaving the canine naked. A tentacle started teasing his sheath, while another pulled his arms behind his back and held them there, the tentacle disappearing as golden shackles formed around his wrists; the same kind that had formed around his legs, keeping Ibeth on his knees. A ballgag formed in the jackal's mouth, and as soon as his cock was hard, the tentacles vanished and a ring appeared around his dick just above his swelling knot, buzzing and vibrating hard. Ibeth struggled and squirmed, moaning around his gag as the ring teased his dick.

Jake did his best to ignore Ibeth, but the jackal's moans were getting him hard, and his tight underwear didn't do a thing to hide it. Something Jack was quick to notice, eyeing the cat's bulge hungrily.

The buzzer sounded, and Bahamir began his turn. Jake had to admit, the dragon was good when it came to physical challenges. He made it to the third coin much faster than Ibeth had, grabbing it and moving on to the fourth. It took him a few tries to get through that obstacle, but eventually he managed it. The fifth coin though... that last one gave him trouble. No matter how Bahamir tried to approach it, he ended up in the water time and again until finally, he grabbed it just before taking another dip. The dragon climbed back up onto the course as fast as he could, the timer counting down towards the final seconds as he crossed the finish line. Roaring in triumph, Bahamir swaggered back over to stand beside Jake, smirking at the squirming jackal on his knees nearby.

"Let's see you do better than that, kitten," said Bahamir. "As if you could. If it took me that long, there's no way you'll get to all those coins faster than me."

"You're probably right," said Jake. But after having the chance to watch the competition run the course, the lion was certain he'd found a path that would let him win. "But you never know. Maybe I'll get lucky." He looked up at Jack. "And maybe when we're done I'll get lucky again."

Jack grinned as Jake took his place at the starting line, and at the sound of the buzzer the lion moved onto the course. He was coming up on the first branch in the course. It was a feature he had been paying close attention to since the challenge began. Going one route would allow him to get the first coin, but was also much more difficult. Instead, Jake took the other path, passing by that hazard with relative ease.

"The fuck is he doing!?" exclaimed Bahamir as Jake cleared the second obstacle, completely ignoring the coins.

"Oh ho! Looks like our lovely lion isn't planning on chasing down that extra cash! He's headed straight through the course, look at him go!"

"He can't do that!" roared Bahamir. "You have to collect the coins to finish the challenge!"

"When did you ever hear me say that?" asked Jack. "I said the coins were extra cash, not that you had to collect them to finish this challenge. All you have to do is finish the course as fast as possible."

"No no no!"

"That's four obstacles down and one to go!"

"This can't be happening!" said Bahamir.

Jake cleared the final obstacle and crossed the finish line, panting for breath as he looked up at the clock. He still had more than three minutes left, putting him well ahead of Bahamir's time. The lion watched as the dragon was bound in the same position as the jackal, a tentacle going so far as to push into his slit and pull his cock out to get him hard.

"No damn it, no!" growled Bahamir, trying to pull himself free of the restraints.

"Looks like Jake will be today's final challenger! We'll be back in just a moment, to find out if the lion has what it takes to be the big winner."

Once the break started, Jake came over to stand by Bahamir as a ring formed around the dragon's cock, buzzing mercilessly around his dick.

"Look on the bright side, man. There are way worse ways to pay off a debt," said Jake.

"The fuck are you talking about?" asked the dragon.

Jake looked confused. "Letting the producers rent you out as a party boy for their clients. I can think of much worse things than having to pimp myself out for a while."

"What!? They can't fucking do that!"

"Sure we can," said Jack. "it was all spelled out for you in the contract you signed."

Jake laughed. "Are you seriously saying you didn't bother to read it before you signed?"

Jack giggled. "Amazing how often that happens."

Bahamir started to respond, but the gag appearing in his mouth cut off his angry growls, the ring buzzing even harder as he and Ibeth were taken away, and the stage reset. But this time, rather than bringing the podiums back, a room appeared around Jack and the lion, with a large ornate doorway in before him. It looked like something that could have been taken right from some ancient tomb filled with treasure..

"Welcome back, everyone! It's time for our final event - Acceptance or Ambition. Jake, you have a decision to make. Your first option is Acceptance. Choose Acceptance, and all your debt will be forgiven. That door-" he waved towards it " is Ambition. Behind it is one last challenge. Complete it, and you can win one hundred thousand dollars. But if you fail, you will owe all the debt you had before you came here today. So tell us, please; which will you choose? And remember, once you make your choice, you won't be able to change-"

"Acceptance."

Jack looked at him in surprise.

"That was fast! Almost nobody chooses that door."

Jake shrugged. "I just want to get out from under my debt. I don't really care about making extra. Though I wouldn't mind a different kind of reward." he added, making a show of looking the rabbit over, the growing bulge in his underwear removing any doubt about his intentions.

"You are such a shameless flirt!" said Jack. "And I like that. Well everybody that concludes another episode of Golden Chains. Be sure to tune in next time for another great game. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a lion that wants a piece of meeeee!"

The rabbit squealed as Jake threw him over his shoulder, playfully slapping the rabbit's ass and walking over to where his podium had been, descending into the dressing room. The last thing the camera caught before the pair disappeared from view was the lion peeling off the rabbit's shorts, digging his fingers into the bunny's backside and making him squeal even louder, the lion's cock throbbing at the thought of all the things he was going to do to the squirming little rabbit once they were alone.