Heavy steel weights dropping onto the ground, athletes groaning, and the whirring of cables running through exercise machines drowned out the background music that was playing in the Thaigers gym. Certainly, a big part of the team’s training consisted of fucking each other to practice new techniques and positions, but like in any sport, it was important to train endurance and strength as well. Especially when it was possible that an average fox striker might be pitted against a mare defender twice his size. The team coach, Coraline, walked up and down between the exercise machines to take notes and correct any mistakes in the exercise form she noticed.

The background music wasn’t the only thing being drowned out with so many athletes exercising, though. There was an air freshener mounted to one of the corners of the room, squirting out some lemon scent every now and then. It stood no chance against all the musk in the air. All the team members only wearing their competitive gear certainly didn’t help. Their crotches uncovered, all their pheromones and natural scent escaped into the room unfiltered.

‘Clop-clop-clop-clop’

There was a treadmill in the far corner of the room. On it ran a very sweaty stallion. It was Tashi, the tall striker who was getting his exercise in. He had the treadmill set to the steady pace of 25 km/h (15.5 mph) and a slight incline, which he seemed to have no big trouble keeping up with. Still, he was heavily breathing, his nostrils flaring, and his muzzle stood open. Sweat was running down his body, dampening his fur, pooling in the crevices, and dripping off his balls. Luckily, he had a big bottle full of water stuck in his drink holder to replenish all those lost liquids. Every now and then, he wiped away the sweat from his forehead with the green sweat bands he was wearing on his wrists. The top of his UML uniform was already hanging from one of the rails of the treadmill, still dripping with his sweat.

‘Plap-plap-plap-plap’

His balls were swinging with every step of the rapid galloping rhythm he was putting up, and they were slapping against his thighs. It certainly took away any doubts the stallion might have had about the reasons for the invention of the sports bra. Even so deep in such groundbreaking thoughts, he didn’t fail to notice a certain scent getting more intense. After turning his head, he was reaffirmed of his sense of smell once more. Alex, the sweaty tigress was walking towards him. When she noticed him looking at her, she flexed her arms and chuckled. She had worked up some sweat herself, but she seemed to have a good time despite it all. To the stallion’s dismay, she had not felt the same need to take her top off. Then again, next to his swinging, thigh-slapping balls, a boner was the last thing he needed. “Already done, Alex?” The stallion asked her before turning his head away again.

“Yep!” She replied and leaned onto the control panel of the treadmill the stallion was using. She was facing him head on, and took his water bottle from the holder, popped off the lid, and took a big sip. “Damn it, Alex! When will you finally bring your own water to the training?” The stallion complained and shook his head. His black mane was so sweaty that it stuck to his scalp. To keep it under control, he had also bound it together to a ponytail. Sweat drops were flying from the tips of his hair. Alex didn’t even stop sipping. She didn’t let herself be interrupted by that complaint at all. She just sighed and put the bottle back into the holder, then licked her lips and grinned at the stallion.

“Never! You always mix in the mango flavor perfectly. And I need an alibi to come pester you during training, don’t I?” She countered, the beautiful grin on her face widening. For the first half, her eyes were on the stallion’s, then they dropped down and she was peeking at his swinging, slapping balls. The stallion blushed. He clearly noticed what she was looking at, and he did enjoy the tigress coming by when he was exercising. “I’ll never tell you my secret!” Was the only counter he could muster.

‘Beep. Beep-Beep’

Tashi was sure he could see Alex’s eyes moving left and right just as his balls kept swinging. Still, she managed to push the button to make his treadmill go faster. 27.5, 30, 32.5 km/h (17, 18.5, 20 mph) the numbers on the display kept creeping up. The stallion was almost thrown off the machine, but he picked up the pace to keep up. “What are you--”

‘Beep Beep Beep Beep’

He didn’t even get to finish his sentence, Alex kept pushing the button, making him run at 40 km/h (25 mph). That was a crazy sprint even for the stallion and he had to run as fast and breathe as hard as he could to keep up. His hooves were clopping so loudly onto the band that was steadily passing through the treadmill that it drowned out almost all the other sounds in the room. His balls were slapping against his thighs so much that he was wincing in pain every now and then. Alex was sighing contently as she watched the striker working out so hard. Her tail was swinging behind her and she was devouring the tall stallion with her eyes alone.

“Alex, Tashi! What the hell are you two doing again?!” Coraline stood next to the treadmill, giving them both an angry glare. She pushed her fists against her loins and pouted. One of her tentacle arms extended to reduce the speed of the treadmill back to a much more reasonable setting. Two more whipped against the stallion’s and the tigress’ butt to give them a quick spanking. A cooing tigress and a neighing horse were the result. “I can’t have Tashi injured! We have more matches coming up.” The octopus girl sighed and looked at her clipboard. “Sorry, coach.” Alex finally responded and pushed herself off the treadmill.

“Don’t be sorry. Go practice sucking some cock instead!” Coraline said and shook her head, still looking at her clipboard, going through her notes line by line, one tentacle guiding her eyes down the list. “Not yours, Tashi!” The coach sighed and slapped her hand against her forehead. Two seconds of her not looking up from her clipboard, and already, the stallion’s cock had unsheathed, and Alex was staring at him, licking her lips. “I need you to come with me, horse. You go suck Dexter’s dick, Alex. Make sure he stops cumming so fast!” The octopus girl explained her plans, and the two athletes pouted for a moment. “Leave it to me, Coraline!” Alex stated, and then winked at the stallion. She bent over the control panel to rub his abs and her fingertips reached all the way down to his sheath. After just barely dipping into the stallion’s crotch sweat, she took her hand back off him, sniffed it, and her lips formed the word “later” before she went to fulfill her training assignment.

The stallion turned his head to look after her as she walked away. He didn’t even notice his coach stopping the treadmill. He almost fell over. Her tentacle arms caught him and kept him upright. Tashi snorted shyly. “You’ll break your long neck one day if you don’t pay attention, horse.” The coach scolded him before releasing him from her tentacles. “Now come with me.” She commanded, and the stallion nodded, wiping more sweat off his forehead. A tentacle arm picked up his uniform top and draped it over his shoulder. “Thank you, Co.” Tashi said and looked around. The coach picked up the whistle that was dangling between her breasts and blew it hard. “Lauré! Come here, silly ball of fur!”

The mouthpiece of her water bottle between her lips, breasts bouncing freely, sweat dripping from her, the red panda came running after them. “What’s up, you multi-armed bolt of energy?” The gay defender countered and pushed her nose against her water bottle to close the drinking valve again. “Wh- Why are you not wearing your top?” Coraline asked and shook her head. “I don’t even want to know. Just come with me.” Lauré chuckled and flexed her arms. “I only did my weight training with Alex! Top only gets in the way! Look, still wearing my gloves!” She explained and pointed at her hands. Once again, the coach’s palm slapped against her forehead. “They don’t pay me enough to deal with you two showing off and wooing Alex. Good thing you both are so good at eating out my cunt!”

That struck a chord with the two athletes. They stopped in their tracks and despite the hard exercise they went through, they felt their cheeks flushing even more. “Alex is just…” Tashi began to speak. “She’s just our teammate, yes! Remember how you praised me for sucking Jonah’s cock yesterday!” Lauré replied to do her part in distracting the coach. The octopus girl just turned around and grinned at them. “I’ll give you a chance to prove it. In you go.” She said and pushed them through the door into the training arena using her tentacle arms.

“Do you want us to have a practice fight?” Tashi asked and raised an eyebrow. Lauré looked at Coraline first, then she turned around to look at the studly stallion next to her. The sweat on him was cooling a little, but he was still giving off his strong virile scent. A few inches of his meat hung from his sheath. It certainly would not have been their first rodeo during their time in the team. “You think there’s much left for me to learn from taking your big ol’ donger?” The red panda teased him and put her lips around her water bottle to suggestively suck on it.

The coach ignored the panda’s sharp tongue and she turned to face Tashi instead. “Why did you ignore me when I told you to fuck that otter’s ass in the last match? I bet she was walking funny, the way you railed her pussy, but she got you off before she was even close. Everyone knows she’s a slut for having her donut stuffed.” Coraline explained and pointed at her own rear while one of her tentacle arms formed an o-shape and another one pushed through it. The stallion turned his head away and weakly snorted. “Ehh… I’m just not that much into butt stuff.” He replied while shyly scratching his neck. “Afraid that Alex thinks you’re gay?!” Lauré asked and poked his side, making her teammate wince. “Well, you don’t have that problem!” He protested and gave the panda an angry glare.

Coraline’s tentacles were wiggling through the air and she chuckled playfully. “Cute… Well. It’s not just about what you want. It’s about getting a win for the team. You can boost the endurance of our tigress’ pussy after the match any time.” She quipped and then her tentacles wrapped around her form more closely. “But we’ll fix your ass aversion.” Quickly, the coach tossed a bottle of lube to the stallion who instinctively caught it. “Up into the ring with you. Raise your tail, Lauré. Horse, you eat that butt well. We all know how stretchy she is back there, but your tool is always something else.”