The big leagues were on the horizon and there were only three weeks left for them to prepare. The Seattle Shields were on a winning streak, and they were determined to keep it that way. It was the summer championships of the Ultimate Mating League or UML for short. And while the stakes were high, two of the team’s star athletes didn’t seem to be too stressed about it.

Alex, a tiger, the team’s star defender, and Tak, a raccoon, the team’s star Striker, both were just casually running laps around the two rings that were in their team’s home arena. A daily warmup routine for the two whenever they were taking part in the league.

“Huuhhhahhh… Fuck…. Alex… How are you able to run that many laps without even breaking a sweat?” the raccoon panted heavily as the two came to a stop after completing their laps. Tak bent over and put his hands on his knees as he caught his breath, but he looked up at his tigress teammate who seemingly didn’t need to catch her breath at all. She never seemed tired from running, how was that even possible? He was puzzled.

Alex chuckled as she came to a stop and wiped what little sweat she had on her forehead off with the back of her wrists. Her sweat made the back of her dark blue fingerless gloves darken slightly. “Maybe I’m just more built for running than you are,” the tigress smiled. “Or, you really need to run with me more often, even when we aren’t doing any tournaments.” She chuckled more as she grabbed her water bottle from one of the benches that they had stopped at.

“I do run, just not that… Fast…” Tak panted more before he stood up straight and joined Alex at the bench and grabbing his own bottle of water.

After taking a small swig of her water, Alex looked at Tak and raised a brow. “You don’t have to keep up with me, you know, you can run at any pace you want.” She shrugged her shoulders.

The raccoon nodded his head slowly in between small sips of water, “I know, but that’ll make me look bad… It’ll make me look weaker, can’t have that…” he took another thirsty sip of his water before letting out a refreshed sigh.

A nice thing about being part of a UML team was the uniforms; cropped tank tops, fingerless gloves, arm warmers, knee and elbow guards, thigh-high socks, and open-toe boots. No pants, to aid with the ease of access to the dick, pussy, and ass that were an integral part of the sport of fucking. It helped keep the athletes cool, too, especially after a running warmup like the one they just did. Alex with her pussy out, and Tak with his dick and balls out. There were a lot worse uniforms they could be in!

The raccoon’s breathing calmed down once he sat down on the bench and rested his elbows on his knees. His dick and balls flopped down on the bench almost mimicking his pose and posture completely. Alex caught this and let out a small chuckle. “Sure…” the tigress took another sip of her water, this time a much bigger one to replenish more water that she had lost during her run. “Even though there isn’t anyone here to watch, you’re worried about looking weaker to the team, pfft. Are you sure you’re not just trying to impress me?” Alex teased and stuck her tongue out at her teammate.

Tak looked at the floor for a few seconds after he sat down, but brought his gaze back up to meet Alex’s when he heard her chuckle. “Hah, I don’t need to impress you,” the ringtail smiled. “I already do that in the ring! I am the stronger one between us, just can’t run as fast as you do, that’s all.” He raised a brow at the tigress before he began to waggle both of them at her.

“Hah, we’ll see about that!” Alex rolled her eyes. “Did you read the training schedule for today?” She set her water bottle down and crouched down in front of the bench to grab her training bag from underneath it. Tak watched her and shook his head, “Nope, I totally forgot, you don’t happen to have a copy with you, do you?” Before he could even take a breath after his sentence, the gloved hand of the tigress handed him a clipboard with a piece of paper attached to it. He took it, “Thanks,” and gave it a gloss over to try and find his and Alex’s names in the printed table with the names of all the members of their league team. It didn’t take too long since they were the star players, their names were at the top. The raccoon couldn’t help but take a peek at what the other teammates would be up to today, however.

“Are you kidding me? Jess and Danny get to go to the Space Needle? What the hell does that have to do with training?” the raccoon complained.

Alex chuckled as she went through her bag and pulled out a towel to press her face into for a couple of seconds to seep up the sweat that had built up in her fur. “A bit of a break from training is said to be healthy,” she said, muffled by the towel against her face. After a few quick dabs, she tossed the towel back into her bag and looked at the raccoon as he looked angrily at their training schedule. “Check out what we have on the agenda,” Alex said with a bit of a grin spreading over her face that she did her best to try and hide. Once she realized she was doing a poor job, she went back to looking through her bag.

“Alex, striker training, and Tak, defender training. Huh, do you think that’s a mistake? Why would you be doing striker training?” The raccoon furrowed his brows and stared at the clipboard for a few seconds before he moved it out of the way to look at the tigress.

When the clipboard was out of his field of vision, he was met with his tigress training partner grinning very, very wide and holding a strap-on toy in her hands. Black leather straps, and a purple synthetic dick attached to it, similar in shade to the raccoon’s purple, even! The frighteningly fanged feline held the strap-on up proudly and her grin only continued to grow wider and wider.

Tak went wide-eyed and for a moment, he panicked. He had never seen Alex grin like that before, and for some reason, today, those fangs of hers looked extra scary. He gulped audibly and leaned back just a little bit instinctively.

“Nope! I don’t think it was a mistake.” The tigress waggled her brows and waved the strap-on left and right. The raccoon’s green eyes followed it as it reflected the light of the arena they were in on its shiny surface and he gulped again.

“But I’m supposed to be the striker?” he said, his nervousness framing his words into a question.

The tiger started laughing when she heard the raccoon’s nervous words. “Oh, yes, you are, but we have to be a bit… Flexible, right? In case one of us can’t perform, maybe someone has to substitute on the opposite side.” Alex winked and continued to wave that damned strap-on in the air. It didn’t help that it was pretty big and impressively girthy either; nine inches long and four inches in diameter. “C’mon, we both know you’re a bit of a switch, let’s just get this training over with so the cap doesn’t yell at us for not following the schedule,” she added with a shrug, but her grin wasn’t going anywhere.

Tak gripped the edges of the bench and lightly scratched the wood with his nails. A red blush appeared on his cheeks and he tried to look away but he couldn’t do much to avoid someone who was directly in front of him. His dick between his legs also began to twitch, so that didn’t help argue his case either.

“Fine, but I get to control the pace, okay?” Tak turned to look at Alex with a slightly grumpy expression and huffed.

“Sure,” Alex chuckled before she stood up and quickly began wrapping the straps on her synthetic dick around her waist and thighs. She was done quick, too. Someone was a little bit excited to get it “over with” that was for sure.

Tak stood up from the bench and hopped into the ring that was across from them. He slipped under the top rope and made his way to the center to wait for his partner who was following right behind him. Alex grabbed a bottle of lube before she got into the ring and tossed the bottle of clear liquid at the raccoon. “Catch!” Tak snatched the bottle from the mercy of gravity and popped the lid open with his thumb before he gestured for Alex to get into position.

“Cowgirl?” Alex asked as she walked to the center of the ring, her newly attached cock module swaying left and right with her hips.

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