CHAPTER 1 - Untitled Chapter

Nicole's smugness evaporates instantly as she spots Den, her manicured fingers tightening around her wine glass. The vixen's hazel eyes widen slightly, a quick flash of panic crossing her model-like features as she remembers the terms of their wager; the victorious swagger in the lean, muscular feline's step makes her stomach drop as he approaches them.


She shifts instinctively closer to her husband, Mat, her slender frame tensing as she tries to maintain her composed facade. Her short-cut head fur frames her pointed vulpine muzzle perfectly as she tilts her chin up defiantly, despite a tremor in her usually confident posture.


“Oh, look who it is,” she manages to say in disdain, her voice carrying a forced casualness that doesn't quite mask her unease. “The star of the hour.” The words come out more bitter than intended, her lips

pursing slightly as she stares at the star footie player.


Her gaze flickers between the cougar and her wolf, eyes widening as the consequences of the bet sink in more firmly, the implications of what's about to happen.


The sexy vixen crosses her long legs, an unconscious defensive gesture, causing her new designer dress to shift slightly. “I suppose you're here to gloat?” she observes coldly, trying to maintain her usual haughty demeanor even as her heart races beneath her new Victoria's Secret push-up bra. “That was… quite the performance in the game today.” The compliment comes out strained, almost reluctant, as his very performance was why she had lost the bet.


She takes another sip of wine, using the gesture to buy time and steady her nerves. “Listen, about the bet… it was just a stupid joke Mat and I tried to play–” She tries to wiggle her way out of the loss as Mat stands there nervously, regretting that he’d agreed to go along with his wife’s bet. How the hell should he have known that their longtime buddy would all of a sudden not be trash!


The big wolf growls softly as he clears his throat. Den won the wager; there was no denying that. “Listen, mate, there must be some other way to go about this. This is my wife, for fuck's sake; how about money?” Mat tries to chip in, hoping to diffuse the situation as his wife looks at him pleadingly, even though it’d been her big mouth that had gotten them into this mess.


“Some other way to go about this…” the feline repeats with a look of amusement; he is not about to let them squirm their way out of this one. “Well… I suppose you could ride my cock instead, Matie boy.”


Mat's jaw drops open in shock, his eyes darting back and forth between the two, clearly uncomfortable with where this conversation has gone. He opens his mouth to protest, but nothing comes out as he is dumbfounded. He doesn’t like the idea of his wife riding the cougar’s cock… but he plainly likes the idea of having it up his tailhole a lot less.


“Errr… No!”


Meanwhile, Nicole's cheeks flush bright red, her eyes wide open in disbelief and disgust at the feline’s perverted suggestion. This wasn't part of the plan; she had hoped to find a loophole without resorting to such explicit actions.


“You can't be serious…” she snarled, barely able to get the words out past the lump in her throat. Her furry paws visibly shake as she clutches her glass, knuckles turning white from the force under her fur. “This isn't funny anymore, Den. We made a bet, yes, but we never meant for anyone to have to do anything like that,” her voice cracks. “Please, let's not make things any worse than they already are. There has to be another solution.”


“So you're both welshers, huh?” Den snorted in slight disgust, a wicked smirk playing across his lips. Despite everything, Nicole attempted a weak smile, trying to lighten the mood and steer the conversation away from its current course. It falls flat, however, as her nervous energy turns into full-blown anxiety.


“Look, Den, I understand that you won the bet and all, but seriously, there has to be another way. Can't we just call it a tie? Or maybe you could choose something else as your prize?” she suggested desperately, hoping he might see reason before things escalate further. The vixen did her best to weasel out of the deal; she hated that Den was trying to make her feel the consequences of her rash actions.


“We didn't mean for anyone to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. Let's put an end to this and move on, okay?” Mat tried awkwardly, knowing it made both him and Nicole look bad.


“Nope, either he is going to sit on my cock… or you are; I'm not exactly picky. But if you have no honor, and if you will not pay your debts?… Well, I can always go to the media with this story. The Globe would love to hear all about it, I'm sure.”


Nicole's eyes widened in terror. The thought of being humiliated in front of everyone she knew, not to mention a world full of Mat's fans, sent shivers down her spine. “You wouldn't!” she exclaimed, her voice shaking with anger and desperation at the thought. She glared at Den, trying to convey through her expression alone that he had crossed a line.


Mat and Den were longtime rivals within the footie league, the pair having grown up together with Nicole coming into the mix along the way. Den had always been the underdog, barely making qualifications even with lots of help from Mat. Mat and Den had always made bets with each other, a game the vixen had accidentally turned up to eleven.


How should she have known that Den would take the game so seriously?!


“Fine… Fine!” she relented, tears welling up in her eyes as she resigned herself to the future she saw ahead. She looked over at Mat, pleading silently for him to stand up against his longtime buddy, but her wolf seemed equally lost on what to do.


He wasn’t used to the bets going this far, and felt conflicted. “Just hurry up and get it over with then,” the sexy vixen snapped, her pride wounded, but her dignity hung by a thread.


“Tonight at my place… be sure to bring Mat so he can watch because that was part of the deal after all.” The sleek tan feline taunted leeringly, loving the idea of fucking his rival’s wife right in front of him.


With a heavy sigh, Nicole nodded her agreement, feeling defeated and violated all at once. She knew that fighting back would only prolong the inevitable, so she decided to bite her tongue and accept her fate for tonight. “Tonight at your place. And yes, Mat will be coming too,” she said, her voice devoid of emotion as she started to mentally prepare herself for the ordeal ahead. Even as she watched Den smirk at her lewdly, he was plainly highly amused to be humiliating his sports rival.


“But after this, we want nothing more to do with you or these games, understand?” Nicole added firmly, trying to establish boundaries even amidst the dire circumstances.


“Hahaha! Agreed, but remember this is a game of your making, not mine. See you two later.” The handsome feline winked and blew them both kisses, feeling on top of the world what with the winning of the game and the bet.


Feeling sick to her stomach, Nicole watched as Den left, reveling in his victory and oblivious to the pain it caused. All she could think about now was getting through the night and putting this mess behind them. “Come on, Mat. Let's go home and try to gather our thoughts before tonight,” she said softly, reaching out to take his massive paw into her small one.


As Den exited the bar, Nicole's grip tightened around Mat's paw, her mind racing with possible scenarios for the evening ahead. Despite her initial reluctance, she began to formulate a plan to regain some control over the situation.


“Okay, listen. We need to come up with a strategy for tonight. I don't know how we're going to get out of this without losing our dignity, but we have to try,” she told Mat, determination shining in her eyes despite the disgust that still lingered. “And remember, whatever happens, we're in this together. No matter how much it hurts, we can't let him win.” The vixen smirked, as she thought of a few ways she could take the overconfident Den down a peg.


“I promise you, Nicole. Whatever it takes, I'll make sure he remembers this night for the rest of his life.” His jaw clenched tightly, frustration boiling beneath the surface as he plotted revenge against his buddy for giving them no way out.


“Good. That's the spirit. Now let's focus on finding a way to turn the tide in our favor,” Nicole urged, already brainstorming ideas on how to collect evidence that could ruin Den forever.


“Once we have enough dirt on him, we can leak it to the media and watch him squirm. He may have won this round, but trust me, sweetheart, we'll get the last laugh.”


Mat wasn’t sure about ruining Den’s reputation, yet he found that it might be a good way to break off their deteriorating relationship. The cougar had been growing grumpy and jealous over the years, to the point where they barely interacted outside of the field.


*****


Later that night at Den's downtown penthouse apartment, the young sports star was on top of the world, sipping chilled champagne as his doorbell rang. Standing up, the Feline strutted over to the door wearing only a silk robe. Opening it, Den smirked as he saw Nicole and Mat standing there, looking nervous but obviously excited. “Wow… you decided to show… good choice. I'm going to school you both in rutting tonight,” Den grunted as he ushered them into his massive apartment, offering them champagne and caviar.


Nicole and Mat exchanged uneasy glances as they stepped inside, the opulence of the place starkly contrasting with the anxiety gnawing away at them. They took a glass of champagne from the tray offered by Den, knowing full well that drinking might lower their inhibitions.


“Let's just get this over with, shall we?” Nicole muttered under her breath, steeling herself for the indignity that awaited while secretly planning her and Mat’s revenge against Den, knowing the feline was massively overconfident.


Mat, on the other paw, was seething with protective instincts at the sight of Den's arrogant grin. His muscles tensed, ready to pounce should the opportunity arise to defend Nicole's.


“My oh… my, someone is eager for a good rutting. You must not be satisfying her, Mat.” Den winked tauntingly at Mat, even as the cougar shrugged off his robe, displaying his firm, well muscled body to the both with a smug chuckle. “Alright, Nicole baby… let's get to it.”


The smiling feline led Nicole and Mat to the master bedroom and flopped down on the huge bed with a lewd smirk. As if daring Nicole to strip naked and join him, he watched aroused as Mat quickly stripped down himself and moved to the chair in the corner of the room.


Despite

the heat rising in her cheeks, Nicole remained defiant as she stared at Den, gaze never leaving his muzzle, challenging him with her stare as she revealed her body.


“You think you've won, Den? You haven't seen anything yet,” she whispered under her breath. Meanwhile, Mat sat in the cuckold chair, his body taut. He watched Den closely, waiting for the right opportunity to strike back at the male who thought he had triumphed.


“Neither have you, honey…” Den snickered, making his fat cock jerk and stand up stiffly, as if he could get an impressive hard-on at will. Something he did just to intimidate Mat, as the wolf couldn’t help staring at that throbbing member, subconsciously comparing the size of their male organs, realizing that the cougar had beaten him once again.


Feigning submission, Nicole crawled onto the bed toward Den, keeping one eye on Mat to ensure he didn't make a move too soon. Once close enough, she surprised Den by grabbing his erect penis forcefully and squeezing it painfully hard in her paw. The feline yowled and squirmed weakly, his overconfidence melting away as a passive look swept his muzzle.


“Ouch! What was that for?” Den continued to yowl in surprise and pain, caught off guard by Nicole's sudden aggression. Not answering, the vixen pinned Den's thighs down with her wide rump, while grabbing the cougar's arms up over his head. “Wait, wha… are you?” the cougar stammered, looking up at the smirking vixen as she looked over at her husband.


In that brief moment of distraction, Mat launched himself at the prostrated Den, pinning him down with all his strength. Using the soft rope restraints that dangled from the corners of the bed, which the cougar normally used to tie up his lovers, Nicole tied Den's wrists and ankles.


“Hey! What the fuck are yo–GAK!” Den choked, as Mat shoved a ring gag into his mouth and strapped it in place, while Nicole stood and went to get a huge pink strap-on dildo out of their car. The shocked feline lay there stunned for a long moment, before he began to yank and pull, mewling and whimpering as he looked from the big wolf to the smirking vixen in shock and fear as she struggled to put the heavy sex toy on.


The helpless cougar watched in horror while she smiled down at him, her paws rubbing lube down the length of the dildo's twelve-inch shaft. “You won a fuck. You want a fuck… Lucky you, I'm going to be giving you a fuck you'll NEVER forget,” she purred in a devilish tone.


Den’s eyes widened in shock, as he heard those words, and struggled futilely against the ropes binding him to the bed, panic started to set in. The feline realized that the tide had turned, and now, he was at the mercy of those he thought he had control over.


“AHH! Agh! Ah! AAAaaa!” He tried to plead them to stop through the ring gag, tears filling his eyes as he gazed up at Nicole with fear and humiliation etched across his feline features.


Mat and Nicole shared a triumphant smirk, before turning their attention back to Den. Mat set up the video camera, ready to record Den getting fucked up the ass, while Nicole slipped on a leather mask so no one would know who she was in the video.


Den, meanwhile, bucked, struggled, and tried to beg, the gag proving useful in preventing him from speaking. The straight jock, desperate and terrified, cried out when he saw Mat’s rock hard cock come closer. Mat couldn’t help but laugh at Den’s outcries.


He hadn’t had this much fun in Den’s company since before meeting his girlfriend, and with a smile on his muzzle he put on a leather fox mask as he finished locking the camera down, and then, he moved onto the bed in front of Den's head, his wife turning on the camera.


Grabbing the cougar's protesting muzzle, Mat shoved his hard-on through the ring gag and into Den's defenseless mouth. “GWAKA!”


Den choked and gagged on that huge red rocket, as Mat let out a moan of pleasure, the wolf spearing his cock down Den's throat. Soon, the Wolf's furry ball pouch smacked against the felines chin with a soft 'Whap Whap Whap' as Mat muzzle rapes him savagely.


Not wanting to be left watching, Nicole, with a grim determination, positioned herself behind the feline jock, guiding the pink beast toward his trembling rear entrance; she could feel the tension radiating off him like electricity, fueling her desire for conquest.


“Open up for me, Den. This is the fucking you deserve,” she growled with a cruel snicker, pushing hard against the clenching anal pucker, making Den squeal in pain around Mat's shaft, the wolf pushing deep into his buddy’s mouth through the hole.


Den's taboo orifice slowly gave way, the head of that huge dildo forcing its way past the initial resistance, Den squealed loudly as she began to penetrate him roughly. The cougar's eyes filled with tears as he tried to pull away, but there was nowhere for him to go.


“MMMM!” The feline screamed, struggling to get away from the hard invader going up his anus, Nicole’s hips proving unable to hilt in one thrust. Mat on his end continued to dominate Den physically and verbally, the wolf taunting him with degrading remarks; the combination of those shattering Den's spirit, leaving him utterly defeated and humiliated.


“That's it, spread wider for me, you faggot slut,” she hissed, thrusting harder as she enjoyed the easing pressure and every moan and whimper that escaped his lips.


Feeling her pumping his quivering hole, Den moaned and choked as she buried the strap-on to the hilt. Soon, the so-called straight stud was bucking and moaning, pushing back eagerly on that thick sex-toy. “Yeah, you’re a real faggot, aren't you? You're loving that hard cock in your mouth and big dildo up yer pussy. Go on, say it!” Den moaned loud as Mat continued to fuck hiss mouth mercilessly, pulling back just enough to remove the gag and for Den to squeal out his reply.


“I'm a faggot… who loves cock in my mouth… and up my ass!”


The once proud male sobbed as snot oozed from his wide feline nose, his formerly rock hard erection sagging to limply lay on his fuzzy belly, spurting and dribbling cum into that fur. With each deep fast thrust of that thick dildo into his quivering anus, his long feline tail lashed around wildly, cougar body pushing itself back to eagerly take that brutal fucking.


“Good boy, that’s it, admit it to all your fans. Now show us how much you love it… Show us how much you enjoy being used like this.” Nicole drove deeper, relishing the sounds of his suffering mixed with the wet slurping sounds of that hot hole. Meanwhile, Mat continued to violate Den's mouth, using him as nothing more than a plaything for his twisted desires.


Slowly, despite his earlier objections, Den found himself unexpectedly responding to the intense stimulation. His body betrayed him, arching into Nicole and Mat as they continued to use him without remorse. The once proud and arrogant male reduced to a panting, moaning mess beneath them, lost in a haze of pleasure and shame.


As he feels himself ravished into his first sissygasm, his mouth becomes more fawning and eager to please. He feels the steadily building pleasure, as his prostate gland is savagely pummeled into utter submission, And Mat on his end can’t help but lose his rhythm.


“Wha… whats happening to me?” Den moaned in confusion as the pink beast beat against his prostate gland, making his now hardening cock tremble and drool as jolts of pleasure shot through him every time Nicole slams into his tailhole. Despite everything, Den cannot deny the incredible sensations coursing through his body. Even though he feels intensely ashamed that he is seemingly enjoying this so much, making him wonder if he really is a cock loving queer. It seems that even in his most vulnerable state, he still craves release. The formerly dominant jock eagerly goes back to suckle on Mat's cock, looking up into his rival's eyes as they share a moment of intense desire together. “Mmmm. Ammm!”


“You’re becoming exactly what we knew you were all along, a slut who loves to please a real male’s cock. Ready to take whatever we give you, whether you want it or not. And right now, what we want is to see you cum while we're inside you.” Mat’s voice dripped with malicious satisfaction, as he watched Den lose himself further in their sick game.


Feeling emboldened by his own submission, Den threw caution to the wind and gave himself fully to the experience. The cougar suckled hungrily on Mat's cock, his body writhing under Nicole's dominant touch as she pounded into him with reckless abandon.


Unable to resist the slutty look Den was giving him, Mat moaned out loudly as his balls drew up, the wolf feeding the cougar his hot and thick lupine cum, and finally, as the intensity of that perverse pleasure built to a fever pitch, Den exploded. The feline collapsed back onto the bed, spent and broken, knowing that he will never be able to forget the pleasure.


“See? That wasn't so bad, was it?” the vixen taunted with a smirk, watching the cougars rock hard cock spurt cum into the fur of his belly. As Den lay there panting, whimpering weakly, Nicole stripped her strap-on off, leaving it buried deep inside Den's well-used asshole.


With a smirk, she walked over to where Mat stood, his spent cock still glistening with Den's saliva and the wolf's own cum. “Thank you for letting me have some fun with him. But now, it's your turn.” Without waiting for a response, she drops to her knees in front of Mat, taking his softening cock into her mouth and suckling on it greedily, showing no signs of slowing down until he's ready to go again.


“W-well, I must say… you did handle that situation quite efficiently–Hng!” The wolf moaned.


Meanwhile, Den lies on the bed, feeling humiliated beyond words as he watches Nicole service Mat back to arousal. Every movement from her sends shivers

down his spine; a stark reminder between reality and the night of fun he’d expected.


Pulling off of his huge red Lupine rocket, Nicole guided her husband around to Den's well stretched anus, smirking as she reached down to drag the dildo out of Den's brutalized tailhole, before guiding the pointed tip of that big Lupine fucker inside.


Den let out a pitiful whimper, knowing that he was about to be ass raped by a real cock this time. “Oho… Ohoooo god, please…” Den begged and pleaded, as Mat slowly sank that fat throbbing wolf bone balls deep into his quivering asshole. “Uhu… Uhu Uhu Uhuuuuuu fuk yeah!” Den moaned out breathlessly as Mat fell on him, fucking wildly, slamming that huge knot into his gaping asshole.


The cougar's scream echoed through the room, a symphony to the couple’s ears. Den’s once noble form was now a writhing mess, impaled on the wolf's cock. Mat grinned viciously, reveling in Den's torment as he pistons his hips, driving in deeper with each thrust. “That's it, scream for me. Show everyone what a pathetic faggot you are.” He pointedly looked over at the camera, the thing live streaming this whole thing all along. Mat leans down, latching onto a sensitive nipple and biting down hard with his sharp teeth. The cougar shrieked, back arching off the bed as Mat abuses him. Claw tipped fingers roam possessively over the feline's heaving chest, pinching and twisting the other nipples.


“Look at you, taking my cock so well. Such a good little rut-toy. I'm going to pump you full, you'll be dripping with my seed.” Den shook his head frantically at the wolf’s taunting, but his protests were silenced by another brutal thrust. The room fills with the wet slapping of furry balls against furry ass and the cougar's anguished cries as the wolf took him savagely. The brutal assault continued, the sadistic wolf pounding into Den's ravaged hole relentlessly, the already stretched feline taking him with ease.


Through the haze, Den heard mocking laughter from the watching vixen, Nicole delighting in his humiliation, her cruel taunts and jeers fueling Mat's twisted lust and pushing him to the brink. Den felt something strange and wet gush into his abused passage… thick, pungent cum, pumping deep into his guts, claiming him, branding him. Forcing him to orgasm a second time, covering his belly fur with even more of his own cum.


Rubbing a paw over Den’s sticky belly, Nicole gathered a smear of the feline's cum. “Lick my paw clean,” she ordered, holding that slender paw out. Reluctantly, Den leaned over, licking her leathery palm clean with a mixture of embarrassment and resignation. As he finishes, he looks up at her one last time, his eyes filled with awe and puzzled resentment.


But Nicole simply laughed, running her fingers through his head fur affectionately. “Welcome to your new life. From now on, the whole internet is going to know you as a sissy footballer,” she assured, gesturing towards the camera.


“Wh-What do you mean by my new life?” Tears start forming in Den's eyes again as reality sets in. This isn't just about winning a bet anymore, this is something far worse. Something irreversible, he will never be able to live this down.


As he listens to Nicole explain his fate, he can feel the weight of the world crushing down upon him. The thought of his friends, family, and fans seeing this footage makes his heart race with fear. How could he ever hope to regain his reputation after something like this?


Would people believe he was forced into this degradation? Or would some forever view him as the pathetic loser who let it happen?.


“Oh, don't worry, sweetheart. You'll find a way to adapt. After all, aren't you supposed to be good at overcoming obstacles? Embrace your new identity, and maybe someday you'll even learn to enjoy it.” She leaned down and kissed Den gently on the forehead, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she untied him without the cougar even realising.


With that, she stands up and leaves the room with her mate, in tow bringing the camera while Mat takes care of their clothes, the pair leaving Den alone with his thoughts. As the door closes behind them, Den can only stare blankly ahead, trying to make sense of it all.


FIN




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