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The Drama Club: Year Four {TF, NC, Beast}

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Zoophilian

The Ridden
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It was that time of year again, when the schools joined together to throw that annual show involving their students dressed up as animals, on the stage with real animals. It had been nearly three full years ago they had all witnessed a young boy in the bondage of a Donkey mounted by a real one, Reluctantly swallowing its length orally and survived, the crowd got to see every inch of that donkeys length, just shy of two foot long, with that obscenely thick flared tip pressing into that muzzle and into the boys throat, Got to see his throat bulge, to see the flared tip stretching his flesh even thru the rubbery suit, Got to witness him thrash and his stomach visibly expand as it came, Only to run off into the wilds afterward's humiliated. Days later found on a farm unable to eat or drink with the way the muzzle designed, Surviving only on the brutal donations of piss and cum from the much larger stallions on the farm. Earning quite the name for himself in the process to the point he had become spectacle and a joke, sent to neighboring farms not just for the animals needs but for the show.

In the second year they had witnessed a young girl in a wolf suit at the mercy of a large snake easily double, if not triple the length of her own body before transformed, It lingered in their minds, able to remember the sounds as they witnessed the snake burrow that thick spade shaped head into that trembling canine muzzle and eventually come out her tailhole, The poor girl was never the same again, to the point even her parents decided to leave her in that canine suit treating her more as a family pet than daughter figuring the experience had broken her mind and life as a dog would be kinder than some institution.

The third year had taught the drama club a lesson in just how far they could push things. It would prove to be the most brutal of them all to date, Involving a young girl, younger than even the one before on stage in a cage at the mercy of no less than three Baboons who were quick to discover she had no claws to defend herself with and more importantly no teeth to bite with. The audience got to watch as she was tormented and ultimately mounted in every way imaginable as clawed fingers tore into her flesh with a savage need. By the end she would fall limp between them, She would live yet with a fear of primates, After months of recovery the young pantheress would find her self sold, or rather bought from her parents to a zoo in some third world country where she didn't need to understand what they said, They merely wanted a repeat of the show, And they would have it, At first once a month allowing her time to heal between shows, then they became weekly till they figured she was broken in till they realized she had fans and a audience, The poor girl was paired with more baboons, Apes and even a Gorilla tho had an interest in shoving things inside of her last the school had heard.

Each year had been a success with not a single death (at their hands) And a large profit made off each student that had volunteered or been volunteered by a careless parent. The set up would be the same, only with more funds thrown in the direction of the show, Behind the stage there would be various students, Boys and girls of different ages being striped down and put into different rubbery suits, A lucky few getting disturbingly real animal fleshsuits reinforced to not tear or rip, Some would even still be damp and dripping with a sticky red liquid, But the show must go on, It was a new year, And far to late to back out now.

The crowd was filled with parents, teachers and ordinary townsfolks who had showed up, some new to the town others returning from the previous years yet the reaction to the shows events were always the same, met with disgust and lurid interest that kept them coming back, kept them enrolling their them another year. It was almost confusing why they volunteered they all knew the risks, How even surviving could mean never going home yet it could also make them a star like the main show of the last three years, Or that was the line each had been fed, to be remembered and put in shows again and again yet beyond the school no one would ever realize they wernt animals. They may of been stars in the school to those looking on, even in their own minds yet to other animals, to future owners and on lookers? Naught but confused animals getting rutted by creatures of a different species.
 
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