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"Is this really the right place?" Looking down at the note in his hand, and to his phone, the address certainly is correct. "Please just be a normal birthday party." Turk isn't in the mood for any shenanigans, having just lost his boyfriend to some wolf that tries to dominate every chubby man he sees. And now he's going to have to watch a possibly lovey dovey couple, reminding him of what he had just a couple days ago. He walks between the sexy statues of proud, chubby men, carrying his guitar case and trying to get his mind to a place where he can at least fake a smile. The chubby bull has a tuft of hair on his head that's combed over to cover his right eye, and two gold earrings in his left ear. His chubby, muscular physique shows through the tight fabric of the shirt he's wearing, his rock hard nipples and pecs unabashedly pronounced. He has a six pack stomach that has a layer of round fat barely hiding it, slightly arching over the navy blue leather belt holding up his tight multi-colored pants. His fur is a dark brown, and his horns have been colored like a green jade that matches his eyes, pointing inwards at each other and up. He has mutton chops for a beard, and a nice bush of hair on his chest peeking out just above his shirt.

Reaching the door at last, he takes a big breath, puts on a big (fake) smile and knocks on the door. The door swings open barely a moment later revealing a cute tanuki looking up at Turk from a couple inches below. Turk almost loses his smile seeing how the boy is dressed wearing just a jockstrap, a pair of nipple clamps, and clearly has an erection. "Uhm, is this the Manfred residence?" Turk asks, barely keeping his smile on his face and looking at the shameless greeter up and down.

"Oh yes! You're in the right place! You must be the musician we hired, come in, come in!" The servant grabs Turks hand and pulls him inside excitedly. "You're just in time, we were about to start the game!" Being pulled along, Turk just rolls his eyes. He's not here for any games, he just needs to play a couple songs and get out of here. Several doors down the darkened hallway, he's led to a purple door and with no hesitation the boy pushes it open and pulls the bull inside.

It's a very large room with a stage on one end and a single very large table at the other. It appears to be a dining room, although it's devoid of windows for some reason. The lighting comes from a single massive chandelier hanging down where each bulb on the ends is fashioned into illuminated chubby, naked men. The table is a big circle, and there are several men sitting at it already. Apparently, this isn't that large of a birthday party, and Turk scoffs to himself thinking the pay is going to be worse than he thought. The tanuki boy leaves the room, shutting the door behind him and Turk walks to the table.

"Hello, I am here to provide my musical services as mentioned in the contract we agreed on. My name is Turk and I wish you a happy birthday." As politely as he can, he makes a small bow considering how large the estate is and feeling like he needs to show some respect.

A big, bellowing laugh comes from the other end of the table from a large white bear, holding his big round belly. "Come, come! No need for formalities, we're all just friends here! Please, take a seat. We were just about to start the first game of the night." He seems to be shuffling a large deck of cards, as well as everyone else at the table. Looking around further, Turk sees a lion, a boar, a jackal, a reptile, and two foxes, all of them varying heights and sizes, but all of them have nice round bellies and mischievous grins. The clothing isn't anything special, mostly just t-shirts and tank tops.

"I'm sorry, but I'm just here to play a few songs, aren't I?' Turk continues to eye the guests with some fascination. He is gay and does prefer larger men, but he wants to keep his distance and not give any of the wrong ideas. He's definitely not ready to get to know anyone right now either.

"Didn't you read the contract?" The reptile speaks up this time. "While you are here, you are obligated to play any games as well, as a guesssst!" Turk pulls out the paper quickly and looks it over. How could he have missed that part? If only the request didn't come in yesterday just after breaking up with his boyfriend, he could've had the proper mindset to read properly. Not to mention he's been struggling to find any work lately, and a birthday party is the best he could come up with.

"I guess I will join you then. What are we playing?" Turk admits defeat, sitting down at the table as far away from everyone as possible.

"This is a game we invented ourselves!" The jackal chimes in. "It's called The Shameless. We already have a deck prepared for you. Think of it as a starter deck. We actually made and printed these cards ourselves." The tanuki boy appears again beside Turk placing the cards on the table with a cute smile before waddling off. He takes a moment to look at the cards and is a little confused. It looks like a trading card game, but much more risque.

"There are two types of cards, the action cards being red and the passive cards being blue." One of the foxes starts explaining and the other fox jumps in saying, "You can only play one card on your turn unless the card says otherwise. Action cards are played targeting the opponent and the passive cards target yourself." The first fox interjects this time saying, "The goal of the game is simple: Keep your clothes on while you remove your opponents! When someone loses all of their clothing, the game ends. We like to think we are all winners in this game!"

Turk has had enough. It's not that he's shy or unattracted to these men, he just isn't in the mood. "I'm sorry, but I can't do this," he says as he tries to push his chair away from the table to stand up. However, the chair doesn't budge. He pushes harder, but neither the large table nor chair shows any sign of moving.

"Don't worry!" The big white bear says calmly. "We are all just friends here, there's nothing to worry about. It's a harmless game, let me show you!" With that he puts a card down on the table with a picture of a leather military hat, and without explanation he is now wearing one. "See? It's just a game of clothing!"

Turk eyes him warily, looking for any tricks he could be pulling. If anything, he's just interested in where the hat came from all of a sudden. "Fine, but keep in mind I'm not having any fun and I would like a pay raise when this is done."

With a twinkle in the bear's eyes he says, "Easily done!" Gameplay then moves on to one fox, then the second fox, both playing cards at each other forcing them to lose their shirts. They bicker at each other for a bit while Turk starts drawing cards from his deck. Not a single card shows any fabric with modesty. Out of five cards he has a jockstrap (blue), chastity cage (blue), nipple clamps (red), nipple clamps (blue), and blank (red/blue) card. Remembering the fox turns, they both played blank red/blue cards, so that must mean to just remove a piece of clothing. But why would he ever play it on himself?

"I play a blank card targeting Mr Manferd." The bear looks up with a grin as his shirt suddenly is gone. "What kind of trick is going on here," the bull thinks to himself, not paying attention to the gameplay. All of a sudden his own shirt is gone! He doesn't remember taking it off himself. He looks up at the table to see the reptile sitting by the bear with a large grin on his face.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintansss." The reptile almost appears to be leering at the bull and says, "the name is Marky. I hope we can become good friendsssss." For a moment, the bull feels completely naked in the eyes of the lizard, but he tears his eyes away to look down at his own cards and think of what he can do. Other than a few shirts lost and some leather being adorned, the game continues without anything special happening. On his turn, Turk draws his card and gets another blank card. Thinking to himself that the game really is harmless, he puts down the nipple clamps card targeting the reptile in revenge. The silver metal materializes pinching down on the lizard pecs with a chain connecting the two. Not once does the grin leave Marky's sinister face.

Out of nowhere, the lion plays a card targeting Turk with the letter "V" on it. A strange feeling hits the bull, and suddenly he wants to show off, he wants to feel... sexy. He sits up a bit straight and puffs out his exposed chest, not really thinking about the change, but definitely noticing the others looking and a warm feeling washes over him, feeling happy they enjoy how he looks. The turn goes to Marky who then plays a new card with a red spiral, and targets the bull. Without explanation, the bull finds his sight completely overtaken with spirals. Overtop the spirals, a pair of eyes appear that look reptilian, glowing. Turk is unable to look away and the feeling of being naked under the lizard's gaze returns once again. Quickly, he wants to make sure he's covered up, but then that feeling of wanting to show off his body returns again and, while apparently floating in this spiraling space, begins to pose. He flexes his muscles, bounces his pecs, and rubs his belly.

Not knowing how long he was in that place for, his vision brings him back to sitting at the table, looking across at Marky who seems busy with planning his next choice. "It's your turn," the boar says gruffly, wearing nothing but a jockstrap and a collar. Turk takes a moment to regain his bearings before drawing a card. This one is strange as it has multiple colors, not just red and blue, and has just the letter H on it. Before he says anything the boar says, "Oh, we forgot to tell you about rare cards. They affect everyone at the table." He seems to be sulking because he's losing the game right now, and the foxes are pointing and giggling at him.

"I guess I will play this then, right?" Turk lays down the rare card and everyone at the table grins. There are no obvious changes to any appearances, but Turk starts to feel a bit warm, and his pants start to feel a bit tight.

Before he can determine what's happening, the lion plays a card and says, "Well, let's keep up this momentum then." He also plays a rare card with the letter H. Turk now feels the heat radiating through his body and the pressure in his pants becomes almost unbearable. He starts to feel multiple eyes on him as his breathing becomes a little labored, and it only makes him hotter. The boar looks over at him and grins seeing the weakness and plays a blank card at the bull. His pants now disappear, and some of the pressure is relieved. He looks down and notices how hard his dick has gotten, trying to push out of the confines of the boxer briefs he is wearing. Marky doesn't waste any time, not letting the bull have a moment to gather his thoughts and plays another spiral card on him.

Turk is brought back into the spiral space, floating and incredibly horny. This time the lizard is there with him, not just the eyes. The bull is unable to look away or move, his vision locked onto the glowing eyes of the reptile. Marky looks up and down the exposed body, almost as if he's appraising it, and says, "Don't fight it. Jusssst do what is natural to you." The words echo in the bull's mind as he starts flexing for the man, his breath becoming ragged from arousal. Marky takes a claw and starts drawing a line across the bulls skin, circling the nipples, wandering across and down the belly until it reaches the crotch. Opening the palm of his hand, he starts weighing the bull balls and fondling the erect cock that is peeking out of the top of the boxer briefs. "Sssuch a big boy. I'm sure you will love being milked."

Again, Turk gets a new feeling, and as instructed naturally drops to his knees and fishes his dick out of his underwear, revealing 8 inches of erect maleness. He starts stroking it and rubbing his balls together, leaning backwards to show the reptile. "Yesss. Good boy." Turk starts wondering if this is the natural thing to be doing, but quickly confirms with himself that this is exactly what he is supposed to be doing. The scaly viewer watches as the furry boy grows a smile on his face, and begins to drool. Not losing eye contact, the lizard walks over and above the bull and starts stroking his own hard-on, reaching about 6 inches and as thick as a forearm. "Thisss is what's natural for you," Marky says as he mounts the helpless bull and starts sliding his cock into the drooling mouth. Grabbing the back of Turk's head, he pulls, and his shaft slowly begins sliding deeper, and deeper down the throat.

"I'm not a boy, am I?" Turk begins to question himself for a moment as he takes in and tastes the salty pre, swallowing it down. "I don't think I am, but this man makes me want to be one." The bull starts stroking faster, and faster as he widens his jaw as much as he can to take in this monster cock, and his last thoughts are, "No. I don't want to be a boy." The lizard cock finally bottoms out, the bulls nose pressed against Marky's belly button thinking, "I want to be HIS BOY." Like a fountain, his cock erupts like a geyser, cum spraying everywhere. Both Marky and Turk are covered, wet and sticky. And as cum drips from the reptilian head onto the bull's face he says, "Looksss like this game isss over."

Instantly the room has returned with the table and all the players around it. The bull blinks for a few moments and looks down. Similar to the vision, he is on his knees stroking his dick and fondling his balls, but he is on top of the table and in the middle of it for all to see. There is a puddle of pre that has formed from his leaking cock, and he's been drooling as well. All of them are pushed away from the table in their chairs, quietly stroking each of their massive cocks as well, enjoying the show. He sees the white bear with the tanuki boy sitting in his lap and sucking on his tits in complete bliss, three fingers up his ass.

He then hears from the bear, "This table is for men, not boys." Turk has to take a moment to process this, and then quickly realizes his mistake. He slides himself off the table quickly and drops to his knees. "That's a good start, but where do boys belong?" The bull gets a feeling and oh-so naturally begins to crawl under the table. Looking around, he spots his place and naturally crawls between Marky's legs. A look of amusement paints the reptilian's face looking down at his boy as he lets go of own cock and lets it flop down onto the bulls' face.

Turk is a boy. And boys do what's natural to them. Without using his hands, his mouth finds the tip of his daddy's cock and swallows it all the way down to the hilt. "Took you long enough," Marky says as he reaches over and spanks his boy's ass. He spanks the boy a few more times before his fingers start teasing the hole hidden inside beefy cheeks. "A little tight. Who wantssss to help break thissss one in?"

The boar stands up saying, "There were two horny cards played, so I could get rid of 5 loads right now. Let's see how long this one lasts." Not wanting to waste time, the boar gets behind the new slut, placing his leaking cock at the entrance, sliding and pressing it against the anal ring. There is so much precum that starts coating the cock and hole that it's just gliding along. Without much warning, and doing what is natural to the boy, he starts pushing back against the boar cock. The boar looks at Marky, very surprised, asking, "What did you do to this one in the spiral zone?"

The lizard just grins sneakily and says, "The boy issss doing what issss natural." At first the boar is confused before he also begins to grin and laugh as during this time the slut has backed himself all the way to the boar, the entire shaft in his ass while still slobbering on the reptile dick in front of him. One more time, and not the last time, Turk cums all over the floor and happily accepts his position as Marky's personal boytoy.