    The sun rose over the trees, breathing new a new day to the lush land below. Beautiful, exotic bird calls filled the air. The immaculate, round, white structured gleamed and glinted in the morning sunlight. The drooping, closed flowers surrounding the structures slowly stood up, uncurled their bloomed, showing their variously colored petals, as if they were giving a morning stretch and yawn. The families housed within these structures found the combined light shining into their windows and the bird calls near impossible to sleep through.

    The morning light shone through the windows, and into a majestic, feline face, surrounded with a big, frizzy mane. The face scrunched, tossed, and turned before, finally waking. The covers were thown back to reveal a naked, well built, carved, dark caramel brown male body- he was a lion. The majestic male got up, stretched and yawned. He walked over to the window, all the while shielding his eyes. With his other paw, he simply pressed a green button, marked with an arrow pointing down, to the right of the window, and a fine mesh black screen scrolled down over it. With that, done, he turned back towards his circular, faux wood framed bed, and the mass under the covers laying in it- his beautiful wife. His cock, or phallum as it was called on his world, started to poke out of his sheath as he thought of all the fun ways he could wake her up. He walked up to her side of the bed and snuck a paw under the cover, to give her a gentle shake. After a few shakes, the slender mass squirmed.

    Come on, Alyx, the lion said softly. You don't want me to use both hands, do you?

    Alyx squirmed and managed a muffled "Koda, you wouldn't."

    Oh no, Koda countered, sticking his finger into mouth.

    Underneath her cover, Alyx was still waking up when she felt her cover shift and something big and furry invade her love hole. She jumped out from under her cover with a squeal. As would be expected, she bore no mane and had a much softer and curvier frame. She looked back at her husband's falsely innocent face with her ears laid back. She collected herself and got up and stretched and yawned.

    Oh, you, she giggled, as she hugged her mate- their phallum tips rubbing against each other.

Their hug soon gave way to a passionate kiss; when they pulled appart, there was a bridge of spit between their lips and a bridge of pre-cum between their phallums, the difference between the two phallums was that Koda's sported barbs, and was thicker. You get the cubs up and I'll go get breakfast. With that, she sauntered out the room and down the stairs, leaving Koda to this thoughts. That lovely slender frame, he observed,that wonderful, tight ass, her soft, fluffy chest fur, beautiful, light caramel fur, and those big amber eyes, and still as loving and sexy as the day he made her his- twenty years and three cubs later. That's the girrel I'm going to spend the rest of my life with, he muttered happily to himself as he went to go get his cubs.

    He walked out of his room and down the hall, until he came to two doors. he pressed his first finger (index finger) to a black black square right to the first door, and it slid open. peering inside, Koda found two rectangular beds on opposite sides of the room. There were posters of the latest bands plastered among the walls, and a small metallic orb floating just under the windows. to the side of it, were two controllers and small plastic squares stacked neatly beside the orb. He knocked on the rim of the doorway.

    Okay, girrels, he called. It's your first day of school! you don't want to be late! Get those cute rears in gear! Your mom's downstairs making us breakfast." He pause, waiting for a response. Come on, you two, Koda called out slightly louder, causing his two girrels to cringe under their sheets.

    Daddy, okay, We're up, whined the cub to the left, as she pulled the cover down from over her head- revealing a cub that looked like a mini Koda, except with no mane and wider effeminate eyes.

    Okay, Masa, Koda conceded. But I want you and Mel downstairs in ten minutes. Then, he turned away. You two, Mark!

    Masa sat up and looked at the bed opposite to hers. Mel, Mark, she asked. Really?

    Mel and Mark popped out from under her covers. Mel's fur was a few shades darker than her Mom's, but there was no doubt whose cub she was. Mark's fur was dark brown, with caramel fur from his maw, down malehood. "What," Mel asked, We didn't do anything. If we did, Daddy would have been really mad.

    Masa sighed as she got out out of bed, showing her own morning erection. Mel was right, and Mark was still getting over everything. Masa turned around and fluffed her pillow, and flapped her sheets. She let them them float gently down onto her bed, neat and clean. Mel and Mark got out of her bed and she followed suit. The three cubs made their way down to their bathroom.

    Meanwhile, Alyx was busy frying up some bacon, making some toast. Her kitchen was her pride and joy. It was small, yet efficient. She had two counters- one with her sink and built in dishwasher, and the other with her stove top. The door on the other side of the dishwasher led into their pantry, which was kept refrigerated. In the space between her sink, and Dishwasher was the family toaster- it only had two slots, but toast anything from wole bagels to regular bread slices, and was up to six pieces deep, meaning each slot could cook up to six pieces each. It even managed to spread melted butter on the toasted pieces as they were inserted, and again as they they were ejected. The sink was small and simple, and had no knobs, but rather a holographic central temperature control dial. She even had a micro oven, which looked like a simple glass box, on the other side of her sink. It took some work, but she was finally able cook anything inside it evenly inside and out. She even had the presence of mind to spring for the updated operating system to her kitchen's computer. Despite this, her kitchen was hardly state of the art, but she loved just same.

Alyx already had a nice, little pile of freshly fried bacon in a plate beside her; this was just the last of it. With one hand, she held the pan in which she fried her food, and with the other, she manipulated a holographic panel. She pressed a few buttons and a metallic cylinder rose up from her counter top. its twin doors slid open and out rolled tendrils of chilled air, and three round, yet very hard shelled fruits. Alyx slid her fingers along the panel and pressed two more buttons. The cylinder snapped back down into the countertop and slid back up, but this time, it sported a closed glass door, and through it could be seen four glasses. The closest one was filled with milk, treated to taste like Vanilla. The round table under the glasses shifted to the left, bringing the next glass out to the front. This one was filled with milk colored pink, and treated to taste like sweet redberries. Another shift, and the next glass was filled with a pale brown milk treated heavily to taste like chocolate. One final shift and the last glass was being filled with deep, dull brown milk- treated to taste like chocolate, and mixed with the strained essence of espresso beans. Also, two ice cubes dropped into the glass. Alyx's ears twitched at the sound of paws rushing down the stairs. She looked over and saw her daughters, son and husband hurrying into the kitchen.

Morning Mom, Masa and Mel beamed while Mark just waved.

Morning, you three, Alyx smiled as Koda made his way over to his wife and kissed her, pressing his body up against hers. And good morning to you, too, she giggled.

So, Koda asked. Who's for breakfast? Whatever it is, it sure smells good.

Oh, Alyx answered. Just the last of that sweet Lapi girrel Mark caught the other day. Mark's face instantly lit up.

Benni Hare, Mel gasped. I thought we finished him all last night.

I thought it would be nice to surprise you three with some Bunny buns bacon and his Phallum, and testes, Alyx smiled. I'm also throwing in some toast and goreberries.

    All three cubs rushed to their respective place at the meal table, and grabbed their forks spoons. Their chairs were obviously designed for those with tail in mind because their backs had only one support and to the right, so fursons' tails could slide right in and out without any problems and still have their back supported. The cushions were soft, and form fitting to their bottoms. All three looked over at their mom with wide, expecting eyes.

Okay, okay, Alyx smiled. Just give me a minute.

That means you, too, Alyx smiled at her husband.

He smiled a goofy grin and joined his cubs at the meal table. With that, she took the last of the Bacon and plopped it on the pile. She turned the dial to her stove top to off. Her dishwasher swung open, and a rack slid out. Without missing a beat, Alyx placed the freshed used and greasy pan into one of its bigger spaces. She extended her claws and dug them into one of the big fruit's surface and pried it in half, and took a nice deep whiff; looking inside she could see the fruit's blood red flesh made lumpy by its many seed pods- giving an illusion of gored innards, thus their names. She did the same with both of the other fruits. She then went into fixing her family's plates.

    She reached up in her cupboards and pulled out four plates and set them next to each other just as the two toaster slots opened slid open and four slices of perfectly golden toast popped out of each. Alyx expertly, caught two slices of toast with each plate. Then she quickly stacked on the bunny bacon onto the plates- stacking more Koda as he was the alpha male of the house, and for Mark as it was his catch- though not as much as Koda. She placed a half of each goreberry onto each of her cubs' plate, and both halves of one on her husband's. Alyx then skillfully, placed her son's plate on her head- keeping it balanced with her ears, a daughter's plate in each hand, and scooped her husband's plate with her tail, keeping curled under the plate, using it and her butt to balance it. In a fluid motion, she whisked her way over to the table, swiftly placed her daughters' plates in front of them, took Mark's plate off her head and put it in front of him, and slide her husband's plate in front of him with a flick of her hips. Before anyone could say anything she was back in the kitchen, getting their drinks. Her family never got tired of seeing her work. Mark hoped he'd be lucky enough to have femme as beautiful as her when he grew up, while Mel, and Masa found themselves wanting to be just like her when they grew up. Koda, however, just loved seeing that sexy ass work. Just as beautifully before, Alyx placed the chocolate milk in front of Mark, the sweetberry milk in front of Masa, the vanilla milk in front of Mel, and the chocolate espresso milk in front of Koda.

    Thanks, Mom, said Mel, and Masa, while Mark smiled.

    Thanks, Hon, Koda said.

    They then, Alyx included, clapped their paws together and said a quick and silent grace, and ended with an A-kem. She then stoood by proudly as she watched her family dig into her cooking. While her brood was eating, Alyx softly snapped her fingers to summon her holographic control panel. She typed in a simple word, and press what could be compared to the enter button of our keyboards. Alex turned around and saw the same cylindrical chamber rise from her countertop, and opened its doors. Within it was a neatly severed Lapi phallum and testes in a bowl. When she got it in her paws and turned around, she saw that her husband and cubs were almost done! She put the severed Lapi malehood in front of Mark and patted his head. Mark hurriedly finished his breakfast and moved onto his prize. He took the phallum into his paws and licked the shaft all over before kissing the head. The malehood throbbed as if to say it liked it. Then, he moved onto the testes sac; using his teeth, he tore the sack off, and chewed and swallowed it- leaving the testes freely hanging by their tubes. One after the other, Mark popped a teste into his mouth, sucked on it, slowly chewed it, and swallowed. Then he nibbled and munched away at the remaining meat until nothing remained. Just then, the family heard a small hissing sound outside. The bus was here!

    Oh, that's the bus, Alyx exclaimed, taking the dishes and putting them into the dishwasher while her cubs got up and dashed towards the doors. Don't forget your pouches! Mel and Masa stopped and pointed to their ankles while Mark pointed to his shoulder. Wrapped around each, was a small pouch, made to hold what they used for money and the small computer cards that held their books. The girrel's were bright purple, while Mark's was black.
   

And keep your sisters out of trouble,

Koda called out to Mark. Mark slumped over and sighed.

I know, Koda nodded but I need you to look out for them. Can you do that for us?

Mark nodded and trailed after his sisters.

    I'd better go, too, hon, Koda sighed as he got up. I don't wanna be late. The boss is gonna have my ASS.

    But you love that, Alyx giggled.

    Only when he's gentle, Koda countered rubbing his ass. And, he's not gonna be if I'm late.

    With that, Koda grabbed his own shoulder pouch, kissed his loving wife and bolted out of the door. Alyx continued to gather up the dishes and placed them neatly in the trays of the dishwasher, pushed both trays in and and started applying the red from the goreberries on her face like a mix between casual makeup and tribal paint markings. In the middle of applying her make-up, a white Lapi male with big black splotches over his left eye, right shoulder, and malehood came walking out of the pantry.

    Thanks again. for having me for dinner, he said, stretching.

    No problem at all, Ben, Alyx said, still applying her fruit paints. You. Were Delicious. Now you go get your safety tag while I finished dressing,

    Okay, replied Ben as he scampered off, his cute bubble but bouncing with each step.

    Looking at the cute bouncing bunny butt was just what Alyx needed to coax her phallum out of her sheath, she copiously applied the paint juice to her shaft and tip, until it was just a big red pointer. Just as she finished, Ben came bounding back in, wearing a green leaf on a string, hiding his bunny bits.

Okay, he smiled. I'm gone, as he bounded off for his own town. Thanks again!

    You're welcome, Alyx called out as she ate the rest of her goreberry, throwing away its empty shell, when she finished.

    She walked out the door, and pressed a blue button to the left of it. The door, revealing itself to be a twin door, slid shut, with the middle seal sticking out. She pressed a thumb to its black, shiny center. The seal hissed, as it retracted into the door, then spinning quickly to set itself in place. She turned around to see a group of four femmes, accompanied by three girrels that were as young as her own. All of them were painted and hard with excitement.

    Alright, girrels, she addressed her group, as she walked up to them. Today, we're going after the big prey, not some little bunnies who lay down on the ground, with their butts in the air, saying 'Take me. I surrender', No! We're going after the Lopa! The crowd cheered. We had a wonderful hunt, last week, sisters Alyx continued. Oh, we had a wonderful hunt. But, we can do better! Her crowd cheered again. And this time, we'll have to, exclaimed Alyx. Because, it's our turn to catch the school's lunches today. And we don't want an incident like last time... Aya. Everyone glared at the golden yellow fem with blue eyes, who giggled sheepishly. Alright, femmies, Alyx yelled. Let's show our cubs the lunch they deserve!

The group gave off a triumphant roar and ran charging into the thick tropical woods that surrounded the small city. The group ran, swiftly, but quietly through the trees, past the Lapi village they hit the other day, Past the overhead village of the Ava- the majestic hawks, and were heading for the Masu village, where the Masu lived, when Alyx spoke up.

Okay, Girrels, she said. You two head to the Masu Village and catch what you can.

Right, said the one two the left, before they both veered right- towards the village.

Masu, huh, smiled the dull brown Femme, with amber eyes. What? Are Masu too good for your son, now?

Alyx's expression soured as she glared at the femme beside her.

Do NOT start that with me, Shira, she growled. Just, don't. That was his first hunt, and you know it! Shira got the message and let herself fall behind her, muttering a quick apology.

Alyx took a deep whiff, and dug her pads into the ground, skidding to a stop, signalling her troupe to do the same. We're here, she said. Now, remember the game plan. You all circle around the village and chase them to me.

That's when we throw you the marker, Aya beamed, holding a half of a drying goreberry. And you tag them!

Good, Alyx nodded. Now, lets go!

    With that, Alyx's troupe split up, each hiding at different corners. As she crouched down in the bushes, one two thoughts crossed her mind. I wonder how the girrels are doing.

***

I'm just saying, Rabi, the girrel who looked like Shira, said as she dug into one of the burrows the Masu called home. You can be a little possessive- gotcha! She grabbed hold of a wiggling tail with one paw and used the other pull herself out. you've only been going out for two moons. Toss me the marker, will you?

The light, dull orange lion femme behind her, who was holding a gray Masu male by his tail, stamped his left butt cheek, with a drying half of a goreberry and tossed it over. The young mouse, though flailing and yelling, could not quell the giant smile on his face.

I know, Lez, she said. But, he's such a good catch. I'm just worried about someone stealing him away from me. She dropped the mouse, and he ran over to where other marked ones were. That makes three for me. What about you?

Same here, Lez answered as she slapped the fruit stamp on the butt cheek of a girrel Masu, and dropped her; the Masu girrel ran giggling towards the group of marked Masu. Man, these guys are slippery little things!

But that's what makes them so much fun, Lez said as they started to run deeper into the village. Now, she went on. What about you and Mark?

Shira blushed and looked way as her phallum started to poke out its sheath. What about us?

Still haven't bedded him yet, have you, Rabi asked.

NO, She moaned. I really don't know what I'm doing wrong. I can hardly get him to look my way.

Well, Rabi explained. He does live with two hot sisters, who are all over him. He's probably immune to the usual stuff.

I guess, Lez conceded as she saw a swift movement at the edge of her eye. She turned around and saw two slender tails disappearing into a burrow; Rabi turned when Lez did and saw the exact same thing.
   
    The two pounced on the burrow opening, sticking their arms into it- their butts in the air, and tails up- exposing their butt holes, which were also painted with goreberry juice. Just as they managed to grab hold of each fleeting tail, a sudden dull pain shot through Rabi's rear. She yelped and stood straight up, pulling a dark brown girrel from the hole by her tail. Lez heard her partner and quickly pulled out another girrel- though this one white, with ruby red eyes; as she did, she felt something hard and wet graze her along her tail! She looked at Rabi, who was dancing around in pain- one paw clenched firmly on the girrel Masu's tail, and the other holding her rear, there was a thin metal rod pointing out of her ass!... But it was slanting a good deal to the side.

Shuut, Lez cursed. Archers!

She looked looked up to see a multitude of archers loading their bows and aiming their shots. Rabi's ears laid down atop her head. Thinking fast, She grabbed the goreberry stamp and stamped the white tushy she held by its tail; the girrel giggled as she was dropped on the ground. Lez then reached over towards Rabi's catch, falling on all fours and exposing her painted butt hole once more. She realized what she had done when she heard the sound of bows firing; luckily, they pretty much missed. Just as she made contact between her stamp and the dark brown mouse butt, she felt the same pain her ass as Rabi did. She dropped the stamp and and screeched as she arched backwards, holding her butt.

As if on cue, all the Masu started emerging from their burrows, including big, burly Masu Male, who carried quite the presence to him. He climbed out and walked up to the distressed lion femmes as their new found catches relieved them of the metal shafts that had plagued them so much. They managed to pull the tips out with a pop, as their tips were rather bulbous rather than sharp. Then, they proceeded to lick the sore sphincters in an attempt to massage them. When the white girrel saw the big Masu, she pointed her butt at him, and pointed at the round red mark on her left cheek. She had been caught and marked.

The hunt is over, remarked the Masu male in a gentle manner, despite his booming voice. So, how many of our children have you caught this time?

Counting these two, Rabi answered, with a quivering voice. A grand total of ten.

B-but I do believe, Lez continued, that catching your daughter grants us two free Masu to catch. That makes it twelve! That makes it a new record.

So it does, the big Masu nodded. He rose his powerful paws into the air. As chief of this village, he proclaimed. I pronounce this hunt over! And with a Record Catch, no less!

The archers put down their bows down as the rest of the village climbed out of their burrows. They looked at each other, confused. Did they hear right? A record catch? These predators managed to run in and take more of their children than they ever had, before- to be taken away, processed, cooked eaten and fucked- in any possible order? And on top of that, they had to hand over two more cubs!?

The entire village cheered, as if they were welcoming, or rather sending off, a hero. Of course, the cubs who weren't already caught all ,gleefully, raised their hands pleading and yelling to be taken. In the end, two siblings managed get selected- a dark brown male with tan colored splotches on his left eye, left knee, and one that covered his phallum and ran all the way back to his tail, and tan girrel with dark brown splotches the exact same size as her brother's and in the exact same places. They happiy took a drying goreberry, split it in half with their teeth, and stamped each other's butt cheek- all of this amongst cheers from the adults and jealous glares from the youths. It was on this note, that the victorious huntresses decided to take their leave. They gathered the caught Masu cubs and made their way out of the village. As they left, Masu males came up and gave the girrels a congratulatory grope, while the fems passed by with a soft brush along their hips and a seductive wink. Between the groping and other touches, the girrels were both hard and leaking by the time they made it out of the village.

Oh, wow, called a voice. You two really DID have a good hunt.

Rabi and Lez looked towards the voice and saw Alyx and her troupe, followed by what seemed to be the every youth and young adult the village had, male and femme! The lopa were the race of antelope, and when they stood, upright, they looked as beautiful as they did majestic. They were a bit taller than the femme lions, and even their femmes were noticeably more gifted than their males. As to be expected the femmes stood out due to their smaller, softer frames, and smaller horns. Most of the Lopa that Rabi and Lez saw had freshly glistening loins; similarly, the noticed that the lion femmes were dripping from their behinds, and/or had their tails raised. Their fur was speckled with drops of the same substance dripping from them; their faces were nearly covered with it as well.

So did you, from the looks of things, Rabi responded.

Or did we take that long?

Nah, Aya smiled, wiping her face clean and licking her paw. We just caught these guys in the middle of their rutting ceremonies. They put up all of their youths, cubs and adults, if we joined them.

And you milked them dry, Lez finished.

Yep. Alyx nodded. She turned towards a dull brown lion femme with striking green eyes, and black stripes up her face, over her head and down her spine. Ziba, she said. Can you take the girrels and their catch to school? I need to see to something out here.

Ziba nodded while Lez and Rabi sighed anxiously. They always hated this part of hunting. With that, Ziba quickly corralled everyone and led them to the Lion small town, and the special buses that waited for them. As they left, Alyx caught a fleeting glimpse at Rabi's butt-hole, and the ring of red that surrounded it. Alyx sighed, and turned her attention to the Masu village. She made her way through the village until she got to the middle. As she made her way, the Masu greeted her, as if she were an old friend. Suddenly she felt a soft tug at her tail. She looked back at her tail to see a Masu cub, sporting a rusty brown coat- and likely a male. He was down on his knees with his mouth wide open. She knew what he wanted.

Hello there young one, she smiled. You want some of that, do you?

The cub nodded. Uh-huh!

And you asked your mom, Alyx asked.

The cub nodded and pointed towards dark read femme Masu. Alyx looked over her, and then nodded- it was okay.

Very well then, Alyx smiled.

She turned around and coaxed her phallum out of her sheath. With it fully out, she took it into her hand and aimed at the gaping mouth before it. Here it comes, she said, just before letting a golden stream flow from her phallum and into the cub's mouth.

The cub swallowed as much as he could; a little bit dripped down his chin. When she was done, the cub knee walked closer to Alyx and licked her tip clean. He gave her a quick and heartfelt thank you, scurried over to his mom's burrow and dived right in; his mom smiled at Alyx before following her son. Alyx sighed contently, and made her way to the center of the village. There she saw burrow entrance decorated with a beautiful wood carving of short Palm bushes. She demurely sat down on the side of the hole in the ground, and dropped right in.

She landed in a simple room with a bead door. The door was decorated with a photo of a young, blue-gray Masu Fem from behind with her tail raised. Her supple hips were swayed as if she was was walking. Her head was turned to the right so that she was looking back at the camera. Her sapphire blue eyes burned with an inviting, lustful fire. Her head fur was grown and groomed so that it ran wavily down her back. Her left hand pulled her butt cheek away, exposing her well used, though exquisitely well cleaned butt-hole. Perking up her ears, she could hear male sounds of subdued pleasure and the greedy moanings of Femme with her mouth full. She poked her head though through the bead screen and was met with a Femme butt raised in the air- identical to the one on the bead door's picture. She looked up and saw the big Masu male from earlier. He was sitting on the floor, slumped back, with a look of stupefied bliss on his face.

Hey Chief, Alyx smiled as she sauntered over to him- or rather the femme tending to him. Lexi. acknowledged the femme with an affectionate smack on her butt, her thumb inching its way to her love hole. The Femme responded by giving Alyx a slight shake of her rear.

The Chief brought his eyes back into focus and looked up at the Leona femme. her war paint, which had been done with random strokes of her claws, fingertips and full halves of goreberries, though had her signature sun on her navel, was starting to run- a clear sign of very recent and intensive cum shower, not to mention she still had some running through her fur.

Hey Alyx, the Chief said, his voice quivering from what his wife was doing. Come to get the girrels evaluations?

Yeah, Alyx answered, running her finger through Lexis fur. Among other things. But I need to get their evals before we get to that.

Before the Chief could reply he climaxed hard in Lexis mouth. The force and sheer volume of it never failed to impress either femme. Her task completed, she stood up, turned around to face Alyx, still licking her face clean.

Hey Alyx, Lexi smiled seductively. LaKis gonna have his mouth busy soon, she gestured towards her husband. So, Ill just let you know that the clipboards sitting on the table right there. she pointed to a nearby table.

It had a small draw built into it,  as well as a built in lamp. On its top, it had a cube framed 3D hologram of their family and a short, square, black rod. it had no discernible markings except for two buttons and two knobs- one of each at each end. Alyx nodded her thanks and reached over to grab it. She didnt even jump when she heard Lexi squeal as her husband put his mouth to work. Alyx took the rod into her hands, and pressed the two buttons simultaneously, and the rod extended from the middle, allowing to slender metal poles to shoot out and turn outward down. A holographic screen appeared between the small metal rods.

The image showed a brief summary of Rabi and Lezs combined and individual scores. Individually, they each scored 65 points. But because they had broken their personal record, they were given an additional ten points, bringing them up to a seventy five. The score they earned as a group was a seventy five but got boosted to an eighty. The summary outlined what hurt them, mainly their lack of stealth and allowing whatever issues they had outside the hunting ground distract them. Alyx sighed, pressing the same button she pressed to open the device. The image disappeared, the rods rotated back to their original positions, retracted, and folded back in place, and the machines casing closed on itself. Alyx shook her head, slightly disappointed as she placed the device back on the table.

Sorry, Hon, Lexi managed with a quivering voice.

Its okay, Alyx replied. I understand. Im just going to have to have another talk with them about keeping focus, But for now, Alyx walked up to Lexi and didnt stop until their tips were touching. Her ears folded as she got a mischievous look on her face.

***

Meanwhile, a sleek white transport was driving down the moderately crowded road. It was long and wide, and both long sides streaked with windows, like it was made for a sizeable amount of passengers.At the base of it wer four circular devises- two on each side. Two had two adjacent orange pads on the side- one facing the ground and the other facing the back. The other two just had the one on the bottom. They were obviously levitation devices and each pad was an emitter. The levitation devices, which were referred to as tires, that only had one pad were on the front two corners for lift; these tires, like all tires were outfitted with an emitter panel on their center. They opened to varying degrees depending on whether, or how hard the driver was turning. The two outfitted with the two side panels were placed on the back corners for lift and thrust. All four wheels worked in perfect unison to allow the driver perfect control and maneuverability of his or her craft. For the larger vehicles, such as the multi passenger transport, there were two small rotary, dual ended emitters, that allowed for extra thrust and braking power. This Transport, like most, sported a metallic polymer shell, it was painted yellow, and on its top was a black banner with yellow lettering that read school bus. Technological differences aside, it was very much like a typical old Earth style School bus.

Inside was a bit different from the old Earth buses, though they were arranged the same. It held twelve rows of seats, with a central aisle splitting them in two. Each seat was enough to hold two furs. However, unlike the old Earth School buses, The seats were soft, cool and cool fabric, and the interior was air conditioned. The backs of the seats even had spacious holes for the studentss tails to fit through.

As one might expect, there were many races carried in the bus. However, they were all predators. Vulpa, Lupa, Chrona, Naga and Leo were all present with a few tran and omnivorous students.  As one may also expect, they all intermingled randomly. Mark and his sisters had found themselves on such a bus on their way to school. Mel and Masa sat together, their tails raised, giving whoever sat behind them a clear view of their tailholes. Of course, this was always Mark.. Ever the faithful brother, he always sat behind them. As usual, it included a very close Chrona freind of his. He never missed an oppurtunity to take in the charms of an attractive femme, and Mel and Masa were no exception. As per usual he told him how lucky Mark was to have such beauties living with him. Mark responded as he always did- looking the Chrona male over from head to toe, dismissing his sentiments with a playful shake of his head, and went back to whatever held his focus.

Chrona, belonging to the global superrace of Canid, were often referred to Painted Dogs, or Canvies. This canvie was the same age as Mark, being sixteen annas old. His feet and hands were coal black and lightened in color from brown to light golden brown in random splotches. His chest was covered in splotches that seemed to bleed into each other, seamlessly. That was, until it got to his sheath and sack. his fur made a heart around that area, with his sex at the bottom, and stretched between his legs to make another heart pattern on his butt. His legs were colored in the same fashion as his arms. His face though mainly covered in his light fur, sported a long brown patches on the top side of his snout, and dominated the upper part of his face, keeping everything under his eyebrows light. His head fur, which he kept short and and messy, was black, as were the big ears that jutted from his head. His eyes, always wide and full of mischeif were both golden brown, his left eye was barely noticeably darker than his right. While his proper name was Zuul- a very popular canid name, he much preferred to go by Z.

Im serious, Z said, stretching. I cant believe those two are still virgins! When is their Deflowering Ceremony again?

Mark extended all the fingers on both hands.

Ten more days, Z smiled, unaware that his own phallum had already emerged from his sheath. Let me know if you need any assistance. Id be more than happy to help out.

Mark smiled, but then noticed Zs phallum and blushed. He tried to look away as he pointed at it. Z looked at what he was pointed at and pressed it down between his legs.

A little help, bro, Z asked sheepishly.

Mark sighed and wrapped his paw around the bright red organ, but paused for a sec. He tentatively tapped the tip with a finger from his other paw. Z looked even more sheepish and shrugged.

I slept in late and I didnt have time, Z said.

Mark sighed heavily, as he brushed his mane out of the way. He shifted in his seat, opened his mouth and leaned over into Zs lap.

A half hour later, the bus pulled up along the school, a multi leveled, complex, built almost perfectly cuboidal. The Buss wheels hissed as they powered down, loweing the buss gently. The doors opened and a small staircase extended from under it. The students poured out, giggling and laughing to each other, their own phallus sticking out of their sheaths. Mel and Masa were especially tickled, and turned on; they were jerking eachother off as soon as they got out. their faces bore splotches of a gooey, alabaster, pleasantly strong smelling substance. The last two to leave were Mark and Z. Z looked proud and embarrassed at the same time. Mark followed, his face and chest plastered with the same substance that speckled his sisters faces. He glared at Z, his ears pressed back and the tip of his tail flicking. even his paws were covered in it from trying to wipe it off.

    I told you I didnt have time this morning, Z defended himself. Its not I have BTS!

Mark merely growled. Still furious, he made his way past Z towards the school, ready to start a new academic year. Although, the prospect of a new year was not exactly the first thing on Marks mind.

I need to get to the showerroom to wash this off.