This choice: You're mersilessly smooched by the people in the stalls • Go Back...Chapter #4You're mersilessly smooched by the people i... by: Unknown They must be starting you off with an easy challenge! After all, what kind of a punishment is kissing, anyway? A simple smooch isn’t scary in the slightest. Emboldened, you decide to just try and make it down the hall as fast as you could. As you entered, the anthros in the booth teased you by loudly smacking their lips.
As you passed by, they all shouted out little taunts, striking sexy poses as if in an attempt to seduce you. “C’mon, baby! Don’t you want a smooch? It’s free!” “For a cutie like you, I’ll give ya one right on the lips~” “Y’know, I wish we didn’t have to do just one! I’d rather smooch you allll over!” You shudder, trying to ignore their relentless teasing.
They didn’t seem to be reaching out to grab you, so you figured that all they did was try and seduce you. Quickly, though, you realized that their teasing was just to distract you! While you were enraptured for a second by the sight of a particularly busty anthro, another one suddenly grabs you from behind!
They spun you around, only to reveal that your captor was a tall, voluptuous jackal, with unbelievably plump, fill lips coated with a copious amount of red lipstick. You squirmed in her grip, whimpering and trying to break free. “Oh, don’t be like that, darling! A little kiss never hurt nobody, right?” You were completely helpless to resist as she leaned forward and placed a huge, loud smooch right on your cheek!
You recoiled when she kissed you… but to your surprise, it only lasted a few seconds, and once she was finished, she let you go. “There you go, sweetheart! That wasn’t so bad, right?” You were surprised! You expected there to be some kind of horrible twist, but it seemed these anthros really did just want to kiss you.
Just when you thought they were harmless, though, you took another step… and realized how tired you suddenly were. Each step you took seemed to take more effort, and your movements were ever so slightly more uncoordinated and sluggish. Quickly, you realized that the jackal’s kiss had drained you of your energy somehow! Did these trapper’s lips have some kind of magical effect?
Now that you were slower, it was a lot easier for the trappers to catch you. You manage to dodge a couple of them, but it wasn’t long before you get snatched again. Your new captor was a vixen with the same ridiculously curvaceous body and full lips that the jackal had, although you can’t help but notice her lipstick is purple.
This time, you squirmed and struggled with twice the vigor as she hugged you close, her huge, pillowy breasts pressed up against your chest. “Always nice to get my hands on a real cutie like you,” she smirked, her arms wrapped tightly around you. “Pucker up, pal!” You could only brace yourself before she leaned forward and planted a huge kiss right on your lips.
She held it for a few seconds, before finally breaking away and letting you go. You immediately stumble dizzily away from her, feeling a little weird. It didn’t take you long to notice the tent that was slowly forming in your pants. You were getting turned on! That vixen’s kiss must’ve had some sort of aphrodisiac effect!
Now, not only were you sluggish, but you were constantly distracted, unable to resist the urge to ogle the perfect bodies of the very anthros who were trying to capture you. Part of you wanted to let them capture you, fantasizing about all these gorgeous ladies passing you around and smooching you all over. You had to keep your head in the game, though! You couldn’t fail in the first room!
You powered forward, doing your best to ignore your licentious impulses. Still, it didn’t take long before you noticed one of the trappers had a particularly huge rack, and you were mesmerized by the sight for a moment… which one of the other trappers used as an opportunity to grab you from behind!
This time, you were wrapped in a bearhug by a shire horse. At first, you though they were just a flat-chested mare, but you quickly realized he was actually a very feminine stallion! It was hard to tell at first because, just like the others, he had long hair, was wearing a ridiculous amount of lipstick, and of course, had alluringly full lips, although this time with blue lipstick.
“You don’t have to run around wearing all that in the maze, bro,” he said in a deep southern accent, gesturing to your simple outfit. You did notice many competitors going through the maze naked, but you had opted not to, not wanting everyone watching to see your nude form. “Let's get you out of that stuffy outfit, why don’t we?”
You were about to protest, but before you could, he pulls your shirt right off, tossing it to the side. You immediately yell for him to stop, and he hesitates. “You wanna keep your pants on? Well… if you say so…” He said, seeming genuinely confused. Suddenly, though, he remembered what he grabbed you for. “Oh yeah! The kiss. I almost forget.”
He leaned forward, and planted a kiss on your chest. For some reason, feeling his lips on your chest made you shudder even more than the previous two kisses did. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he was a guy. With that, he smiled, patted you on the back, and let you go.
You braced yourself for the terrible effect that that kiss would have. At first, it seemed to have no effect at all… but then, you realized everyone was getting stinkier! Your nostrils were suddenly filled with the body odor of all the trappers in the room. Wait… no, on second thought, they weren’t getting stinkier… your nose was getting more sensitive!
Now the effects of the kisses were really getting to you. You were tired, horny, AND grossed out. You didn’t know what you wanted to do most; sleep, fuck, or throw up! Your confusion made it almost impossible to avoid getting kissed by more trappers, and with each smooch you suffered, the effects you were feeling only grew worse.
Eventually, you realized that it wasn’t just the kisses that were doing this to you; it was their lipstick! Each smooch left a big, clear lipstick stain on you, and depending on the color, this had varying effects. The red lipstick made you drowsy and sluggish; the purple made you horny and unfocused; and the blue lipstick made you more sensitive to even the most minor stench.
Eventually, your face, neck, and chest were completely covered in lipstick stains. You could’ve sworn that over half of the trappers had managed to land a smooch on you. This whole thing has been a disaster! No matter what you did, you couldn’t seem to get these stains off… but you noticed a bucket of water on the other end of the hall! You just had to make it to the end… but there was one more challenge in your way…
The last trapper was in a booth separate from all the others. Probably because it was absolutely huge, to match the size of its owner. She was a ridiculously curvaceous zebra, who was about 7 feet tall, easily towering over you! She had the fullest lips of all, with a thick coating of black lipstick. You didn’t even want to imagine what that does…
“This has been an embarrassing performance so far, I gotta say!” Putrina’s annoying voice piped up again. “What’s-his-name here better get his head in the game if he wants to get past Dalia! She’s the head of the trappers, so if she gets her hands on him, there’s no limit to how much she can kiss him!”
Your blood ran cold. All the other trappers could only kiss you once, but this zebra lady could smooch you as many times as she pleased! And judging from the lustful look on her face, she was prepared to take full advantage of that fact. “What’s the matter, competitor? Don’t you want a kiss?” She said, running her hands over her curvy body and showing off her gorgeous form.
The sight was intensely alluring to your horny mind, and part of you just wanted to let her dominate you. On the other hand, her stench was perhaps the most offensive to your sensitive nostrils; it was like she hadn’t bathed in days! Plus, you were so tired, you didn’t know whether you could dodge her attempts to grab you. All of these factors made it seem like your chances of success were grim...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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