Human hunt

Scott smiled at the reactions of all three boys, and went into further details of his kinky story. “Ok, so, I went to the dungeon by myself in a town I was visiting, so I didn’t really know anyone. By the food I ended up talking to this cute little twink that was wearing puppy ears and a relaxed outfit. We kind of hit it off, and he told me of a big scene they we’re holding, and asked if I wanted to try it. So they had set it up so that couple of the predator themed furries could hunt and fuck non-furries, a sort of primal role reversal. They set up half the dungeon, which was really just a repurposed Wearhouse, with foam padding and caged it off. Then the few volunteers, I think it ended up being me and two other guys, got stripped naked and tossed in. Then they sounded a horn, and a dozen or so fursuited predators, mostly wolves or dogs, got to charge in.”

His story sounded almost to weird and fantastic to be true. You imagined yourself in that situation, naked, ****, and being swarmed my anthropomorphic animals wanting to fuck you. It was such a strange idea to you, and yet you gulped as you realized how turned on you were by it all.

Scott continued “the hunted tried to evade, but with the sheer numbers we really didn’t last very long. It all kind of became a blur, but I remember them holding me down as they ran a train on both of my holes, and basically used me like a bitch between them. I think there was at least a dozen in total, but they kept taking turns on both ends, so it was hard to keep track. I tell you, there was this one in a husky fursuit, uber realistic, that must of fucked me in total for atleast an hour. I know at some point they ended up having me suck the cum out of one of the other hunters ass while they continued to use mine.”

You and the other two just looked at him with your jaws on the floor. The mixture of his candor and obvious pervertedness got to all of you, and while Tony and Mark soon recovered to ask more in depth questions, you sat there covering your obvious hard on while blushing deeply.

“Anyway anyway, it’s my turn to ask...”