Bitter Happiness

Lily peeked out from underneath her blanket, her red eyes squinting at the light of her phone as she tried to make out the time, seeing that she still had ten minutes of sleep until she'd have to wake up, sighing as she curled up under her covers, hugging her tail while desperately trying to get back to her slumber. All of the parties and hanging out had left the golden retriever to suffer many late nights and early morning wake ups, her sleep schedule having flipped on its head because of her busy social life. It had been over a month since she was invited over to a house party by a few of her "friends", the results of which left the canine unwilling to engage with any of the people involved in it. Lily however quickly discovered that connections and cliques were everything when it came to cheerleading, her attempt at severing her ties to Anna and Jane likewise leaving her completely separated from the rest of her teammates, nearly causing her to be tossed out of the cheerleading team. She could've just gone back to her old life, hanging out with the two or three friends she'd always had, spending every lunch and break with them in some dark corner, but she wasn't ready for that. The canine had gotten a taste of another kind of life, a life filled with loads of people actually wanting to be in her presence, a life that gave her a chance to get together with the crush she had dreamed of for nearly the moment she first stepped foot in the school. The pup didn't know whether she had just become vain, but she knew that she couldn't lose it all now, rationalising it as her being unwilling to give everything up after suffering through so much already. Sticking with her sunk cost fallacy, Lily reconnected with Anna and Jane after about a week of being iced out by the rest of the cheerleading team, being welcomed back with open arms, her little episode being written off as just the dog getting frayed nerves from the "prank" the pair had pulled on her. Snapping awake and almost falling out of her bed at the shrill sound of her phone going off, the cub rubbed her eyes and slammed the alarm off, groaning while trying to push herself up to her feet, stumbling off into an ice cold shower to hopefully wake up the rest of the way. 

Still slightly sluggish but at least mostly awake, Lily got dressed in her cheerleading outfit, peeking under her skirt as she stood in front of her mirror, sighing gently as she stared at her light pink panties, muttering silently as she traced the heart patterns with her finger, 
"I really need to get some new panties someday…" 
Content with wearing her immature underwear for at least one day longer, the golden retriever headed downstairs and out, hopping onto her bike and cycling to her school, checking her phone on the way there. The group chat of the cheerleading team was buzzing with excitement about yet another house party, several girls already asking if Lily would be coming as well, the cub rolling her eyes as she struggled to type out her replies with one hand, still trying to keep her bike upright. Though the dog promised to attend, trying to seem thrilled and playful in her messages, she was anything but delighted to have to go to yet another party. She'd been dragged to a couple after the disastrous results of her first house party, the rest going by without anything nearly as traumatic happening, though it didn't mean that she'd enjoyed any of them. Lily knew that she had to attend at least the occasional get-together to keep up the facade of enjoying it all, forced to smile through the bad memories and nervousness, trying to ignore the constant screaming in the back of her head that told her to get away as quickly as possible. She'd learned to stay away from alcohol to reduce the chances of getting caught in yet another scheme of her friends, a plan that seemed to be working so far at least, letting the young canine get through the parties at just the cost of her sleep schedule, rather than having to lose what's left of her self-esteem as well. Parking her bike at the side of the school building, the puppy took a moment to gather herself, catching her breath and relaxing her mind, turning her lips up into a smile before walking inside, shouting out a cheerful hello to a group of her teammates while waving. 

Getting through her school day, managing not to fall asleep mid-lesson, Lily gulped down an energy drink from a vending machine in preparation for her Friday night, already feeling drained from just thinking about the party as she headed out, stopping at her home just to touch up her makeup and drop off her school gear. The retriever thought about switching out her outfit for something else, giving her closet a quick once over before shrugging, deciding to stick with her cheerleading uniform, not really having anything equally flashy at hand anyways. Shouting out a goodbye to her parents, the cub slipped into the darkening evening, noticing how the days were already starting to get shorter. She heard a quiet grumble coming from her belly, having skipped lunch at school since she wasn't feeling all too well then, frowning slightly as she checked her watch, hoping that she might be able to sneak her way out of the house party in time to still pay a visit to some fast food joint on her way home. It didn't take the golden retriever too long to find her way to the address she had been sent, yet another teammate of hers taking full advantage of being home alone, inviting nearly half of the school over for drinking and partying. Stopping at the end of the street, Lily could already see people spilling out into the backyard, the quiet thud of music and flashing lights streaming from all windows and doors, some discarded plastic cups and other trash littering the front lawn. She sighed and walked her bike closer, already planning on following the same winning recipe that she'd used for the other parties she wanted to ditch: go inside, mingle for some time, make sure people see you there, and then leave after about an hour. With a game plan in mind, the puppy headed up to the front door and slipped inside, hit with the all too familiar stink of cheap beer and overwhelming deodorant that seemed to invade every house party, her tail managing only to give a half-hearted wag as she pretended to be psyched about the bash, trying to scan the crowd for people that she knew, not wanting to look like a wallflower right from the start. 

Getting through the first half an hour, making up excuses and pretending to sip her beer while stealthily pouring it into other people's cups or plant pots, Lily was starting to look for the perfect moment to escape, eyeing up the exit and seeing if she might be able to slip out without drawing too much attention just as Harley and his posse walked into the room, lighting up the crowd with a few cheers and whistles. Amid the people celebrating the tiger's recent victory over another school's team, the golden retriever finally had an honest smile on her face for the first time during the day, her tail whipping in a frenzy as she suddenly felt like she might stay at the party for just a few minutes longer. Though she'd had quite a hard time fitting into the new lifestyle of a popular girl, or at least more popular than what she had ever been, the canine still hadn't lost her luster when it came to adoring the older feline jock, her dreams about him only seeming to get more intense with every day that passed. Lily had slowly been climbing up the social ladder to get closer to the boy, noticing that Harley had given her a few looks over the last month, even chatting with her in passing a couple of times, every encounter with him leaving the cub with a fluttering heart. The tiger spotted her from the crowd, giving a smile and waving her over, the pup's feet almost moving on their own as she blushed and hurried over, joining the teen and his group of friends,
"Hey, Lily, I was just thinking about you!" 
Trying not to seem too ecstatic on the outside, having a near meltdown on the inside, the girl gave her best attempt at a cutesy giggle, 
"Really?" 
"Yeah, I really dig the moves you did in our last game. I dunno how the hell you can twist and spin like that, I'd prolly break a bone trying it."
"W… well, maybe you could come to one of our training sessions… o… or something? Just… to see it, you know?" 
"Oh yeah, totally, I should come someday. I mean, you and the rest of the girls are damn near part of our team. Definitely think the boys are all a lot more motivated after watching your halftime shows~!" 
Harley slapped his teammate on the back amidst a roar of laughter and cheers as Lily had to covertly grab her tail to stop it from whacking over everyone behind her. The feline turned back to the puppy, noticing the empty cup she was nursing in her hands, shoving his own cup filled to the brim with beer to her, 
"Oh, you're running low. Here, you can have mine, I haven't touched it yet."
"O… oh… thanks, but I…" 
The teen had already slipped the red plastic cup into her empty one, turning to his side and yelling out for his friend to bring over another beer, leaving the cub stuck with the drink.

Tagging along with Harley and his band of fellow jocks, Lily followed the group to a slightly more quiet nook of the house, sitting down right in front of him, only a small coffee table separating the pair as she hunched forwards, listening to his every word with glowing glee. The tiger chatted with the group for a few minutes, eventually noticing that the girl hadn't touched her new drink, 
"Did you want something other than beer, Lily?" 
"Oh… uhh… no, beer's fine!" 
Not wanting to seem weird in front of Harley and his friends, the cub quickly dipped her muzzle down and took a sip of the drink, hiding the urge to groan at the taste of the cheap beer, still not very used to alcohol, especially after doing her best to avoid it for the last few weeks. She didn't have any opportunities to stealthily dump her drink away, forcing her to keep sipping until her cup was empty, one of the jocks quickly replacing it with another one before the pup had the chance to say no. She knew that she could've just stood and made up an excuse to leave the party, but she couldn't bring herself to abandon the opportunity to spend time with Harley, even if it was as just one of his groupies in the middle of a noisy house party. A few drinks deep and another half an hour later, Lily was starting to feel slightly tipsy, heading out for a quick visit to the little girls' room to take care of business, returning to the group to see that another girl had joined in. The newcomer was a tiny little songbird about a year older than Lily, sporting the football team's shirt, clinging to Harley's side with his arm draped around her shoulders, a smile on her beak. The golden retriever stopped dead in her tracks the moment she spotted the avian, jealousy and fury on her face as she turned around, not wanting anyone from the group to see her, almost feeling like she was about to pass out for a moment. Trying to collect herself, she returned and sat down in her spot, now seeming like a mile away from the tiger, wearing a fake smile. Harley saw the dog returning, holding out a bottle of beer towards her, 
"Hey, you're back!" 
Lily shook her head, a slight crack in her facade appearing as she sneered,
"I… I think I want something a li'l stronger than beer…" 

The golden retriever spent the next hour of the evening gulping down several cups of soda mixed with the cheapest vodka found in town, hiding her acrimony behind her cringing at the taste of her drinks and the burning in her throat, forced to stare at the little bird constantly burrowing deeper into Harley's side. She knew that the avian probably didn't know anything about her crush, that the girl most likely wasn't deliberately trying to bring down her entire week, but Lily couldn't help but to despise the songbird nonetheless, drowning her creeping sorrow with alcohol. She was soon too sloshed to risk staying with the group, just coherent enough to be afraid that she might accidentally blurt out something about the tiger's new groupie that'd land her in hot water, choosing instead to just sneak away when everyone had their attention somewhere else. Groaning and holding her head, feeling the world spinning around her, the young teen began heavily regretting her choice of drinking on a completely empty belly, about to slip outside when she almost faceplanted onto the floor, catching herself at the last second, deducing that she was a bit too plastered to try to bike her way home in the dead of night. Hoping that a little bit of shut-eye might sober her up enough, Lily stumbled up the stairs into the much more quiet half of the house, staggering around until she found a darkened bedroom, collapsing into the soft bed and passing out almost instantly, grumbling incoherently about the shitty night she'd had before sputtering into a soft snore. The little puppy fell into restless dreams, shifting and shivering, her skirt hiked up as she rolled around on the bed, drooling on herself. Feeling a touch on her inner thigh, she snapped awake with a slurred moan, her eyes only able to see black, her head still spinning like a carousel. She wasn't sure whether she'd been napping for 15 minutes or hours, lurching onto her back as she tried squinting in the dark, only barely able to make out some fuzzy figures hovering over her, the cubs eyes slowly adjusting to the lack of light as she tried to let out something other than a confused mumble. 

Still half-drunk, Lily was finally able to peer through the dark and see a handful of guys crowding all around her, a few crawling on the bed on their knees while others whispered to one another near the doorway in the back, the party seemingly having at least mostly died down already. She couldn't deduce whether it was all just part of a dream or not, laying almost completely still until a hand reached out to caress her side and belly, sliding up to her chest as she groaned, trying to sit up and push the hand away. She could just barely make out the two males on both sides of her, a bear boy even younger than her kneeling on her right and a shark from Harley's team grinning down at her on her left, both already getting handsy with her. The ursine boy wasn't very experienced with ladies, barely even having seen one naked before, excited and amazed at the chance to play around with a girl, even if she was passed out. The shark however had a much more predatorial look on his face, knowing exactly what to do with a helpless little cheerleader who'd had just a bit too much to drink, his pants already open and his twin shafts throbbing in the air above the golden retriever's chest. It took Lily a few seconds before she recognised the intent of the males gathering in the room, spotting a line already forming behind the pair on top of her, suddenly becoming much more panicked as she tried to pull herself back, the older teen pushing her back down while shushing her with a smirk, her legs helplessly kicking at the bed as she slurred, 
"No… no… d…don't… I don't wanna…" 
The canine's pleading fell to deaf ears as the bear peeked under her skirt, giggling at her choice of underwear while poking at her nethers, quickly getting in touch with his newfound sexuality as he watched the girl's mound quiver with every prod, his maw hanging open and his face blushing as he grew between his legs listening to her dazed moans. Coming to her senses more and more with every passing second, feeling several pairs of hands groping her while a small crowd of men watched and snickered at her pink panties, Lily began panicking and squirming around, feebly trying to push the shark away while squealing, her screams intensifying until she was outright crying. 

The golden retriever felt a pair of hands tightening around her throat, letting her breath but gripping just hard enough to let her know that the situation could change at any time as she whimpered, the shark's two cocks shifting nearer to her face as he hunched over her chest, both tips dripping all over her nose while she sobbed. Focusing purely on the exploration of the girl, the bear laid down and poked his snout underneath the dog's skirt, nosing her panties aside enough to get an unobstructed look at her pussy, getting a good sniff of her feminine scent as he moaned in delight, unable to stop himself from reaching a hand down to his crotch to grip at his dick, jerking himself off while burrowing his muzzle between the canine's thighs. The boy poked his tongue out, giving the slit a few slow licks, dragging his wide tongue over Lily's pussy lips as her bleats only egged him on, panting and pumping his cock as he shoved his mouth up against her cunt, exploring her much more thoroughly. Squealing at the sensation of the curious boy's tongue invading her mound, the drunk cub barely even noticed the shark's manhoods inching closer to her maw, the jock having no intentions of waiting for his turn, instead deciding to make use of the pup's free holes while the ursine studies her lower half. Without warning, the teen boy had Lily's muzzle clamped around both of his cocks, her muffled yells causing a few of the spectators to grin as her arms flailed around, trying to tug at the hands keeping her mouth wrapped tight around the hemipenises. The scaled predator could quickly see that he wasn't about to fit both of his shafts deeper into the inexperienced cub, feeling her narrow throat closing around his tips as she choked against his crotch, finally pulling back just enough to let one girth slip out. The golden retriever didn't have too much time to enjoy the relief however, barely having the chance to take a breath before he was already ploughing back into her muzzle, his other member nearly poking her in the eye as he sunk the cock balls deep, dipping all the way down into her throat, ratcheting at her hair and ears to get himself just a sliver further while she gagged frantically. The jock massaged his free shaft as he huffed, fucking the canine's maw as hard as he could, ignoring her horrific crying as he drew nearer to climax, his sharp teeth glinting in the dark as a few drops of spit drooled onto her face. With one cock aimed directly at her eyes and another forced down her gullet, Lily knew enough to prepare for the worst even with her still being buzzed, clutching the bed as she whimpered, closing her streaming eyes tight as she saw the teen getting close. With a mighty roar, he came both in and on the little puppy, hosing down her face while simultaneously filling up her throat with his seed, keeping his length buried in her maw the whole time he emptied his balls, moaning with satisfaction. 

Lily was able to withstand her entire throat and face being inundated with jets of cum for about five seconds before freaking out, being just about water boarded with sperm, unable to breathe as the hefty shark kept thrusting against her muzzle, her spasming failing to make any impact with him. The jock only pulled back after making sure he was nice and empty, unsheathing his shaft from the girl's maw as she coughed and gasped, spurting cum from the corners of her mouth as he shuffled back, not wanting to get too messy. The cub immediately tried to sit up, wiping at her face to swab off the thick glaze of cum from her eyes, feeling the bed shake as the shark left her side, only for the spot to be almost immediately taken up by yet another male seconds later. Lily couldn't even see who had jumped on top of her before she was pinned down again, the bear lapping at her pussy shoved away as a man's hand grabbed onto her shoulders and tossed her onto her belly, pushing her face down against the pillow while lifting her flank high into the air. The dog could smell the stink of beer as the man growled into her ear, a hand pushed between her thighs to give her a rough grope, a thumb tickling her donut while the rest of his fingers kneaded at her pussy lips. Grunting against the pillow, Lily could hear the room filling up with more and more guys, the occasional flash of a camera lighting up the otherwise dark room as both of her holes were on full display of the entire audience, her humiliating choice of underwear now known by dozens, the number multiplying by the time that the sun was up and all of the videos and pictures had been passed around the school and elsewhere. Bawling into the pillow, the canine could suddenly feel something hard and cold against her pussy lips, recognising that it wasn't a dick, the object already managing to get a few inches inside of her cunt before she realised that she was being fucked with the neck of an empty beer bottle, her lips clinging to the cold glass as she whined in shame, the disgrace of her drunken abuse leaving her with the hope that the ground would open up and swallow her right then and there. 

Trying to cover her ears to drown out the sound of men laughing at her, Lily suddenly heard the crowd quiet down slightly, turning her head to see what was going on, a bottle still stuck in her slit. Peering through her tears, she saw Harley standing near the front of the group, his fly down and his cock in his hands, his stare glued to her flank. The cub's first reaction was pure dread, not wanting him to see her in such a state, but watching the tiger panting as he jacked off to her half-naked form made her feel oddly proud. This wasn't at all the way she would've liked her first sexual encounter with her crush to happen, but just knowing that at least on some level the feline found her hot was enough to bring a slight smile on her forlorn face. Trying to wipe away her tears as they kept flowing, Lily twisted onto her back and drunkenly reached down to pull out the bottle from her pussy, whimpering and flinching as she yanked it out, tossing it to the side before spreading her legs, looking Harley in the eyes. The tiger swayed in place for a moment, seemingly also quite drunk, biting his lip before getting on the move, climbing up onto the bed as the previous man slipped aside. The pair stared at each other as Harley slowly crawled towards her on all fours, crouched low with his tail hovering over him, a glint in his eyes, almost resembling a feral tiger sneaking to his prey. Lily trembled, though she wasn't sure if it was due to anticipation or fear, staying completely still as the boy laid down on top of her, their muzzles touching as he huffed. She glanced over to the crowd, spotting the songbird standing near the back, watching the two with disappointment, a slight smirk creeping onto the dog's face as she wrapped her hands around Harley. 

The tiger heaved his weight on top of Lily, smothering her under his chest as he huffed, feeling around between her legs until his fingers finally found her slit. Grasping at his shoulders, the cub moaned and tried to stifle the tears still streaming down her cheeks, forcing herself to enjoy the moment. Harley shoved a pair of fingers into the canine's mound, sinking up to the knuckle with no warning or attempt at easing them in, making her clench up and yelp sharply, her hands shaking as she relaxed. The golden retriever kissed at the teen's neck and cheek, attempting to make out with the jock, but he seemed much more focused on just her cunt, giving her a few hard thrusts with his fingers before pulling out, making sure she was stretched wide enough to take his cock. Wiping the girl's juices on her shirt, he pulled back and grabbed up both of her legs, folding them up and over her to spread her wide open, getting his tip onto her pussy lips, a hungry grimace on his face as he bucked inside with a grunt. Holding back a pained whine, the dog clawed at the bed with a series of moans, squirming as she took in the girthy tiger, feeling the tears start to run again no matter how much she fought back. Lily couldn't deny that she had hoped for Harley to be a little bit more romantic and gentle during their first time, his drunken thrusting stinging as bad as her previous suitors' antics, but she was able to push all of her doubts aside, thinking that it was just the alcohol talking, that the lovemaking would surely be much more enjoyable to her if they were both sober. 

Disregarding the young retriever's gasping and sniffling, Harley continued humping the cub, grabbing and pulling at her fur as he slobbered on her belly, growling while flashing his fangs at the apex of every thrust, not bothering with even trying to keep eye contact with his partner. Whimpering in pain, Lily did her best to ignore the feline's brutishness, desperate to only see the good in the encounter, shutting out the dozens of pairs of eyes peeking in on the private moment, focusing her ears on Harley's bassy purring rather than the snickering from the crowd. She attempted to get into the sex as well, thrusting her hips up in rhythm with his jabs, though her inexperience and the weight of the much larger male on top of her mostly just kept her lying there, struggling to push through the agony of being fucked. Panting harder and harder, letting out heavy chuffs and snarls, Harley was on the brink of orgasm as he leaned down, letting the pup wrap her arms around his neck, their noses touching. She wasn't sure if the slightly more intimate moment was even intentional, but she was ready to take it, the exhilaration of feeling close to her crush doing more to her than any of the cunnilingus or humping that she'd gone through, near instantly bringing her to orgasm. Sobbing against the tiger's neck, Lily clenched her lips around his base, her sap trickling down his shaft as her walls gripped him hard, his tip teasing the mouth of her womb. Brought over the edge by the added tightness of the little girl's orgasm, Harley grunted and shot his seed deep in the dog, giving her what she had dreamed of hundreds of times in the past, her screams echoing across the house. Lily fell flat on the bed, huffing and whining as she felt the boy pulling out of her, rolling over without saying a word. She looked at the exhausted tiger, watching him fall asleep next to her as another man stepped forwards from the crowd, eager to get sloppy seconds, her eyes never leaving the feline's even as she was tossed to her side, a cock poking at her gaping slit.