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"The Lottery" (c) Sapphire, 12/8/98 - sapphire_dreamspinner@yahoo.com
All rights reserved.  No portion of this document may be reproduced, either 
electronically or reprographically without the express written consent of the 
author.  Any resemblance to persons or furries living or dead is purely 
unintentional. M'dae, however, is used with permission and is (c) Mirrdae's 
player.  

f/f/f/f/f/m/m (not necessarily in that order), slight n/c, orgy
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"I am so bored!" Calandra exclaimed as she sat at her cheap cubicle table.  
"Nothing ever happens around here, answering phones every ten minutes is 
*boring!* Why don't we get more calls?"  

All of the furs around Cally had become used to her outbursts, forced to 
tolerate them because she reputedly was one of the best customer service 
representatives that they had.  Despite her complaining and her griping, she had 
just been transferred into the Elite Division of customer service, to make the 
seventh in the team that made the most sales and broke the most records.  It was 
an honor to work with M'dae, though Cally often wondered why there was *very* 
little turnover in the Elite team.  Maybe she would find out soon enough.  In 
her old department, Cally had won every award for achievement that the 
mainstream division of fifty humans and furs had that soon it was just 
*expected* that she win.  Customers *still* asked for her by name, and the calls 
were transferred to where she was now.  

She had only been with the Elite Team a month, and things had started out 
quickly, but, during the past two weeks things had been rather slow, and 
laborious.  M'dae, who was a dragon morph and leader of the Elite Division, had 
learned what to do with Cally during the first two weeks.  When she started to 
complain that she'd done everything, M'dae would give her more work, piling 
Cally in deep, then watch the whirlwind at work.  During the past two weeks 
though, there had been nothing much to do, so M'dae and the rest of the seven 
sat about, fighting over every call that came in.  Business at Pontex had always 
been seasonal for the recreational equipment/Elite Division.  Around every 
holiday the numbers would spike for the orders, but, they were just entering the 
late winter months, when there was nothing to do.  M'dae wanted to get Cally up 
to speed on all of the procedural events that happened, filing paperwork and the 
like. 

Like everyone that she had hand picked, M'dae looked for the best of the best, 
that is why it was called the Elite Division.  The products were very high 
priced, the clientele were ones who made millions while they slept, and the 
seven who were sent to serve them needed to be sharp, smart, and beautiful.  
What was strange, though, was that everyone in the department seemed to get 
along really well with each other, in a kind of uncanny fashion, perhaps, that 
was what made them a great team. 

The seven in the Team sat, away from their desks at a table in the center of the 
room.  A call came in about every ten minutes or so, compared with the ten every 
minute, which was the norm.  Those that called the Elite team's lines were very 
dependent upon them to pick the best products, and the best services that could 
help them out with their recreational needs.  But, for the past two weeks, they 
had all been pretty bored.  So, there they were, a skunk, mink, wolf, mouse, 
leopard, human and dragon as their leader.  They were the ones that made the 
company the most money, out of a staff of five hundred, they were the ones who 
made or broke the company sales reports, but they always came through, because 
that's what they were paid for. 

"Well, since we've reached our slow season again, it looks like it's time to 
play the lottery.  Jon, why don't you go lock the door?"  M'dae asked, a smile 
playing upon her muzzle for the longest moment.  Cally looked confused, her 
mouth curling into a stunned expression, leaving the generally jovial one behind 
for a moment.  She shook out her burgundy tresses and smiled.  She had heard 
about the lottery through the grapevine, but she had never really found out what 
it was, and she didn't know even who to ask.  This was her chance to find out, 
though, to find out what the Elite did in their off season time. 

M'dae rumbled, smiling at everyone around her before she pulled out her coffee 
cup, which read 'if you haven't been laid yet, ask me' - which had a picture of 
a disgruntled chicken upon the front of it.  Cally looked cluelessly to 
everyone, who all had smug smiles upon their muzzles, and for the first time 
since joining this team, she felt completely in the dark.  M'dae smiled, "Put 
your names in the cup, you know what to do. "  Cally shrugged, and smiled again, 
her fingernails sliding through her hair for a moment, before she grabbed a 
piece of paper and wrote her name upon it, dropping it in.  

"The first name that I call is the phone watcher," she brought the slip to her 
face after opening it, "Jon, I guess you have to sit out for this round."

"Yes, ma'am," the mink pressed a few buttons upon the phone to have all of the 
calls routed to that one cubicle, his tail fluttering in a brazen sheen of white 
for a moment.  While Jon was making sure that all of the phones rang to his 
cubicle, M'dae had her taloned hand in the coffee cup again, pulling out another 
name.  "And you, my beautiful Cally, are the winner of this first lottery of the 
year," M'dae said, pleased with herself as she put the piece of paper away, 
rumbling under her breath.  There was a small sigh of disappointment from the 
other furs, though it wasn't overwhelming.  Cally looked at everyone curiously, 
then back to M'dae. 

"For those of you who don't know this game, Cally, the winner gets to lay upon 
the conference table while not less than three of us pleasure him or her.  It is 
a time honored tradition within the Elite Division, and this is our way of 
initiating you into it.  Why don't you strip for us?" M'dae asked, her fangs 
bared.  

Cally blushed, her eyes lowering as she shimmied off the bright pink skirt that 
she was wearing, stammering, "but.. but.. most of you are girls!"  she exclaimed 
as her entire body blushed harder.  She looked down at her hands, incredulous 
that she'd removed her skirt without even questioning, but, she stopped there, 
leaving herself in a pair of cotton panties and a silk blouse.  M'dae admired 
how Cally's large breasts trembled underneath that blouse, the tiny little 
nipples which were visible harder than they had ever been. 

Brenda, the skunk in the group, smiled, her black striped tail fluttering over 
Cally's legs.  She slid her body against the human from behind, her fingers 
curling around her tummy.  "Yes, most of us are female, so we know just where 
and how to touch you," at that point, soft and caring fingers found their ways 
across those hard nipples, adding promises of light pinches upon each of them 
through the fabric of the blouse.  

"Besides, haven't you ever wondered what it was like to eat a mouse just as my 
feline counterparts do?"  the young Santi spoke up, her white fur almost 
brilliant within the flourescent light.  Her fingers were upon Dashi's leopard 
tail, scritching there from spot to spot as the girl cooed deeply.  

"This is all too much for me..." Cally sighed, going to sit in one of the plush 
leather chairs, sighing in exasperation.  Her rear was getting cold as she sat 
in her panties, she squirmed vigorously, wondering again why she'd taken off the 
skirt in the first place, perhaps it was the fear of denying a direct request 
from her boss, one of the most respected women at Pontex.  M'dae smiled, 
remembering why she'd selected Cally in the first place a month ago.  Not only 
was she one of the top performers, but, she was quite attractive as well.  

M'dae was also ever thankful for the fact that they were on Arris IV, instead of 
the Earth where Cally was from, else she'd be in huge trouble for even thinking 
about playing the Lottery, much less carrying through with it for the past ten 
years. But, that was perfectly alright, in M'dae's terms, this had always been a 
beautiful thing, and it had increased sales upon the company's products 
incrementally for years.  "You do realize that I can have you transferred out of 
this department if you refuse to play in the game.  That would be okay, but, 
anyone who's seen the Elite Division and then comes down, is bound to have a 
blemish upon their upstanding record."  Arris IV had a sexual harassment policy, 
but it was *much* more liberal than the one on Earth.  The subject had to be 
propositioned at least three times, and refused, before there would be the 
remotest hint of harassment.  Nobody would believe her, anyway, so she decided 
to simply give in to the pressure. It might not be that bad.

Cally got up, shook out her hair and finished undoing her blouse, as if she was 
on some kind of mission, determined to get this overwith.  She tossed her bra to 
one side, and her panties upon the other, standing there completely nude to let 
everyone inspect her.  Then, she laid down upon the conference table to await 
her fate.  M'dae smiled at the human and licked her own lips, "Now, spread your 
legs out, Cally, so we can get a good view of that pussy of yours." 

Cally moved her legs away from each other, releasing some of her human scent 
into the air, to mix with all of the other species within the room.  She 
shuddered in her nudity, while she glanced at those around her.  She had thought 
about asking Trevor, the wolf morph, out on a date.  M'dae smiled and slowly 
pressed her muzzle against Cally's folds, tasting the sweetness of human that 
her ancestors had told her about.  Trevor had his tongue against the dragoness' 
neck, his paws slipping underneath her clothing, undressing her.  M'dae moaned 
softly, crouching upon the table to lightly rub her scaled muzzle against 
Cally's labia, her pawfingers balancing her precariously as Trevor growled 
softly.  His paws had lowered M'dae's panties, taking them from underneath the 
skirt, his fondling making the dragon very aroused.  M'dae lifted her tail up, 
revealing herself to the wolf as he sank his newly exposed pink shaft inside of 
her.  M'dae moaned, a guttural rumbling of joy that she felt, a shudder 
eclipsing her entire body, causing her tongue to move faster upon Cally's 
delicious sex. 

Jon smiled as he watched M'dae feast upon the human, something that he'd wanted 
to do for the past month, since she joined the department.  He stroked himself 
through her slacks, forced to watch - though he honestly didn't mind that.  
Santi smiled at Cally, having taken off her own clothing, she was busy nuzzling 
and kissing Dashi, her paws brushing in light motions over her long-time leopard 
lover.  Santi's round white ears were perked up as their bodies moved in a slow 
rhythm against each other, Santi's paws underneath Dashi's tail, rubbing a tight 
little rear.  

Brenda, who had been the last one 'initiated' into the team, started grooming 
over Cally's bare breasts, teasing one of the nipples with her soft tongue, 
suckling against the mounds with a gentle pleasure.  Trevor began to growl, 
working his hips against M'dae's sex, taking her for all that she was worth.  He 
mrrred, the tightness around his slick cock driving the wolf insane with 
pleasure.  M'dae's licking grew more insistent as she slammed back against him, 
her tail still raised in full invitation to him when he felt his body stiffen, 
and his shaft well up from deep inside.  He bit against M'dae's neck to stifle 
the scream of pleasure from his lips.  After all, this office wasn't soundproof. 

M'dae shuddered as the jets of hot white seed filled her, the pink tip swelling 
inside her as it blew.  Cally had been in shock, really up until she heard the 
warning cries of the wolf behind her boss.  He panted as Cally did, the hot, 
sweet tongue upon her sex gone for just a moment.  

Trevor, when he was able to move again, withdrew from the dragon begrudgingly 
with a soft whoosh of air and fluids.  M'dae smiled, when Trevor went to watch 
the phones, and Jon got up, happy that she had trained the two men in her 
department successfully upon lottery rules.  The gentle paw of Santi helped the 
dragon off of the table, keeping her crouched upon the floor.  The mouse nuzzled 
against M'dae's sex, gradually grooming her of the seed left behind. 

Jon took M'dae's place, smiling at Cally with several sharp mink's teeth.  His 
upper half still had his shirt, though the lower half was completely bare, 
revealing his long, thin masculinity.  Reaching down, Jon lifted up Cally's 
hips, so he could rub the tip of his maleness right up against her.  She jumped, 
but then pressed herself up to him, her moaning loud and unfettered from the 
skunk and leopard at her nipples.  They intentionally worked in different 
patterns, keeping an eye on each other while smiling.  

M'dae tried to hide her scream as best she could into her shoulderblade body 
twitching uncontrollably while wings flapped in erratic time with the movement 
of her tail.  Santi was doing such a good job with licking at her, that it was 
making her climax again - Something which Santi was more than happy to clean up. 

Cally was actively panting, her legs opening and closing while Jon teased her, 
her wanted it to last, because he so hated disappointing another fur.  All 
around the room, Cally heard slurping and moaning, her inhibitions had 
successfully been thrown out the window, exactly as the Elite Team desired.  Jon 
shuddered at a paw upon his tail, turning to see Trevor grinning as he sat at 
the desk, looking into the mink's eyes as if to say 'take her already!'

M'dae crooned, going over to sit upon one of the chairs to watch the tradition 
that had been started many years ago in the department continue.  It was a 
wonder that more individuals didn't apply for positions within her department, 
or perhaps the ones already there were anxious to keep it a secret.  

The dragon and wolf smiled at each other, then turned back to watch the action.  
Jon had finally gotten himself into Cally, and was reveling in the deliciously 
tight fit that he had found.  He moved his hips slowly, so that the human could 
feel every inch going into and out of her.  Cally whined, her body trembling 
while she let herself climax, she was in bliss, having not had a good round of 
sexual play for a long while.  Her legs wrapped around the small of Jon's back, 
toes curling as well when the girl spasmed. 

Santi was down, suckling upon Brenda now, as the skunk tried to hold Cally 
through the mating.  There was a sense of euphoria in the air, and the scent of 
sex, both male and female.  M'dae smiled, then looked at the clock, alarmed that 
they only had fifteen minutes total, not counting the five minutes that they 
needed to clean up the mess.  M'dae warned everyone in a very soft statement, a 
long sigh could be heard. 

Brenda was next, her skunk's tail flittering up in the air while she grunted the 
clear honey falling over the mouse's face.  Santi had to admit to everyone that 
she adored the taste of females, not being able to get enough, so when Brenda 
stiffened down to the balls of her plantigrade feet, Santi was eager in licking 
up the mess that she had caused.   

Dashi and Jon were the only ones who hadn't climaxed yet, and time was running 
out.  Cally reached out to experimentally touch the tawny chest, trying to pet 
Dashi's fur as best as she could while she was being mated by Jon.  Each thrust 
brought out a moan from each of them, until suddenly his paws pulled Cally to 
him in several animalistic thrusts, the last one triggering his climax - several 
more bursts of seed released in the room. 

Sighing happily, he moved away, withdrawing to clean off his now saturated tool, 
putting his clothes back on.  Fortunately, there were towels and tissues about 
for just such sticky occasions.  Cally laid upon the table with her legs spread, 
her knees resting while she panted, gradually catching her breath.  There was a 
communal sigh while all of the creatures within the roomed turned their 
attention to Dashi.  M'dae smiled, as she whispered, "Five minutes until we have 
to clean up, you know what to do."  

Jon sat in the chair and relaxed, his body was tired and he needed to recover 
enough before he drove home to his three cats.  Everyone else converged upon 
Dashi, and she had her legs spread as widely as she could as she laid upon the 
floor.  Brenda began suckling upon the tips of Dashi's toes, trying to get the 
claws to retract, Santi and Trevor worked lightly in synch upon Dashi's rose 
colored nipples.  Cally and the leopard were kissing passionately, little moans 
and grunts breaking through the silence.  M'dae's head and draconic body were 
between the leopards legs, just as she'd started with Cally.   

As they were kissing, Cally asked about how often they did the Lottery and M'dae 
laughed, a rumbling ripping through the air.  "Any time we can, Cally.  Just 
call this.. murrr... incentive to stay with Pontex and the best"  M'dae nipped 
at Dashi's clit, causing her to tremble, "damned," another bite, causing Dashi 
to squeal, her hips rocking upward to the delight.  Cally kissed Dashi 
passionately, while everyone redoubled their efforts, "team" M'dae growled, 
lapping up the honey that met her tongue, "ever." 

That did it, Dashi's tail flipped about as the climax hit her like a ton of 
bricks.  Her world was in chaotic bliss while the brilliant flash of climactic 
light took her into another portion of consciousness.  The others coaxed the 
leopard through it, her body twitching profusely as the nectar oozed from her 
body, greeting M'dae's tongue.  

As they all recovered from the pleasure of the hour, everyone began to get 
dressed, preparing for their long trips home in traffic and upon the bus.  Cally 
blushed, and looked around the room to the furs and dragon in various stages of 
clothing, amazed, because she now knew why this team was so good, why they 
worked so well together. Everyone there, now including her, loved playing the 
Lottery.