The twelve year old river otter hid behind the tree, gasping for breath in between tears and sobs. Cynthia struggled to understand what was happening and why. Things had started out fantastic for her just yesterday. It was her first day to attend the junior high school, entering the seventh grade. She had been most excited to try out for the sophomore swim team, and then just maybe attend or even participate with the state winning varsity team later in the year. Cynthia had not just impressed the coaches, but the entire team when she flew through the water, not only beating the varsity team captain by four feet, but beating the school record by a whole three seconds. Cynthia had known she was a fast swimmer, but she never thought she was that fast.

Today, the swimmers chosen were listed and to stay for more laps to help determine where to place and rank them on the teams. For some reason, the varsity team had not shown up. After doing her laps, Cynthia merrily went to her locker after leaving the showers and dried off. She pulled on her panties and was shocked to discover that they were wet. She tried to ignore it at first, but she did not like how they felt against her bare flesh down there and quickly pulled them off. She looked at them and saw that they were dry except for the middle of the crotch. It was like some one had purposely soaked them in that spot. That was when she smelled it. Cynthia cringed at the thought of what this could indicate. Cautiously, she held her underwear under her nose, immediately tossing them away on her confirmation. 

Someone had peed on her panties!

The otter had gone to the coach about it after getting dressed, having wished she had worn pants or shorts to school now. The teacher listened and sighed, seeming to know what was going on. However, he would not say what it was. The hippo did advise that she get home as soon as possible, but that she should go a different route than normal. Cynthia thought this was odd and wished the man had given more information. 

The otter took his advice and took a longer way home. It was more scenic and took her through the local park. She would have enjoyed this more if she did not have to fight with her thick tail from lifting her dress too high and reveal she had no panties on. The young girl was half way through the park when she heard the shout.

“There she is!”

Cynthia turned and saw Nanuk, a fifteen year old polar bear and captain of the varsity swim team, about fifty yards away on a hill. She was flanked by her team mates, along with a huge black feral German shepherd dog on a lease. The dog looked towards Cynthia and started struggling against at its master's hold. The canine was now barking having spotted the otter, seeming excited and wanting to run to her. Cynthia shrunk back, having a fear of large dogs. The older girls all laughed, seeing the dog's reaction and seeming to know something that the otter did not.

Cynthia was frightened at what might be going on, slowly backing away in an attempt to further the distance between her and the dog. She was afraid that the dog might break away from its master's grip, or that the bear might actually let go of the large dog on purpose. 

“Congratulations!” Nanuk suddenly shouted out, so that Cynthia could hear her. Cynthia did not have time to think of what that could mean when her worst fear at that moment happened. 

Nanuk let go of the lease.

Cynthia shrieked in terror, turning to run from the beast that was quickly closing the gap between them. The otter ran, fearing for her life as she dashed down the path and into the small wooded area of the park. She sprinted as fast as she could. Cynthia was already at the bridge crossing the creek that connected the two lakes in the park. She could hear the dog's breath right behind her. Without even considering the dangers, the girl leaped over the bridge's railing. She felt a sensation of free fall run through her body as she fell through the air, then splashed into the water. It was only two feet deep, and Cynthia hit the sandy bottom hard. She felt a pain in her ankle jolt through her spine, but ignored it as she allowed her instincts take over and swam with the current towards the lake. Cynthia felt her dress and backpack drag and weigh her down, but she was confident she was finally getting away from that dog.

Why was the older girls being so mean!?!?, she thought as she heard the dog's barking fade away.

The otter was reached the lake. She made her way to the far end, where there were no one fishing or swimming. It was wooded and secluded, and she felt that she would be safe there to rest. It was also near the edge of the park and closer to her home. It was here that she now cried. Cynthia wished she was back at her old school now. It did not have a pool, but it did not have such mean bullies either. 

Cynthia was just about to get up to limp home, trying to think of how to explain to her parents why all her school books and clothes were now ruined and how she had hurt her foot, when the otter heard the heavy breathing behind her. She turned and gasped in fright at the sight of the huge black dog. She fell and backed away in a panic as the dog eagerly followed followed its prey. It panted heavily, having ran along the lake tracking her. Cynthia flipped over to run, but the moment she did this, the dog gripped her by her waist with its fore legs. Cynthia shrieked in terror, thinking she was being attacked. 

The bite never did come. The dog was not attacking her. It seemed to only want to play. 

Cynthia let out a nervous laugh. She figured maybe things were not so bad after all. Then she felt the dog thrust it's hips and felt something poke against her thighs. Cynthia realized that her tail had raised and had bared her naked rear to anyone who could see. She was thankful that no one was, but then she realized what the German Shepard was doing. Her face went pale as dread hit her. The dog was trying to rape her!

In a panic equal to the one she had just earlier when this chase started, Cynthia clawed at the ground and tried to stand. The dog was heavier than she was, and its grip around her waist tightened as it start to thrust more and more. She could feel the tip of male's limp sexual organ weakly poke and flap against her thighs and butt. Cynthia struggled and wiggle to not just getaway, but to make sure that the animal did not get what it wanted.

Then the swim team appeared, having heard her screams. The polar bear now had a small digital camera aimed at the otter as the rest laughed and watched the otter fight to save her virginity from the dog. The shock of seeing that she was being filmed caused Cynthia to pause. The dog felt this hesitation and took the advantage. Cynthia shrieked out in pain as she felt the dog's penis thrust into her immature vagina, breaking through her hymen and fully penetrating her in one strong push. The girls watching cheered as they saw the dog thrust hard and start to thrust faster and more frantic than before, obviously having gotten what he wanted. 

“Yay! Go, Thunder, go!”

“Fuck that otter boy!”

"Whose the horny dog. You are, yes you are!"

"Make that otter your bitch, Thunder!"

One girl lifted the dress to get a better view.

“Oh My God! Look how stretched her cunt is!”

Cynthia wailed out in pain as she was raped and humiliated. Now all the team had their phones out, taking pictures and recording the otter being fucked by the large canine. The shepherd's hips seemed to have a mind of their own, its hind legs flailing and scratching Cynthia's calves, and even her thighs. Her dress was now torn. She sobbed and gasped for air, her throat having gone harsh from all the screaming. To add to her painful misery was the fact the older girls were encouraging the dog. She even saw a few reach into the shorts as they watched and recorded the depravity.

Cynthia gave up by the time the dog, who they called Thunder, slowed and stopped humping. The otter laid face down in the dirt, covering her face with her arms to hide her crying from the cameras. She could feel the penis inside her swell as the warm seed filled her womb as the dog panted heavily and drooled onto her neck. Thunder moved off of her back, and she yelped in pain as the bulbous knot of the dog's penis pulled against her tight young abused vaginal opening. The older girls quickly held the dog still, keeping him from dragging the otter off with him, all while giggling as they moved her dress and tail to get better pictures. 

Cynthia would have died of shame if she knew that a few of those recordings were actually streaming live to the coach's laptop.

Nanuk aimed her camera at the otter's head. With her free hand, the polar bear forced Cynthia's arms away so that her tear soaked face could be seen. 

“Congratulations,” Nanuk said as the teary eyed otter stared up at the camera sniffling. “You made the varsity team. You can watch this video this weekend, along with all of the other hazing videos.”

Cynthia kept quiet about the incident, as well as the swim team involved in the horrid event. The coaches seemed to understand that she could not swim that day and allowed her to sit the day out as she was announced to have been skipped past the sophomore team and placed on the Varsity's leading team. And just as Nanuk had promised, the otter was invited to a sleep over that weekend. There, she watched all the girls of the current team and past teams being chased down by dogs, horses,and  football players, and raped in their own hazing. She watched as the girl’s applied the urine of a bitch in heat onto her own panties  as well as other girls in the ritual given to all the team's lead members. Cynthia watched as Nanuk, younger than she was now at eleven, being chased by a corgi. Cynthia could not help but laugh at this. It was funny seeing the small stubby legged dog, its surprisingly large penis dragging on the ground, as it ran after the larger polar bear girl. Apparently, Nanuk was once afraid of dogs more than the otter was. She watched as the bear was held down by her comrades and as the dog took the polar bear's cherry in a missionary position. 

“Are you enjoying seeing the dog's cock, or me?” asked Nanuk to the laughter of the other older girls.

Cynthia did not realize her hand had gone into her pajama bottoms and was touching herself to the video. She sheepishly smiled as she pulled her hand away. 

“Maybe we should really get this party started then,” said a raccoon girl named Alice. Cynthia was surprised when Thunder was then lead into the room, along with Roger, the Corgi, and Cooper, a Australian shepherd who was in current video playing raping Alice. It was strange, but her fear of the dog's seemed to have vanished. Shyly, Cynthia stripped out of her clothes along with her team mates. Her first orgy with them strengthened her bond with the team as they enjoyed each others bodies, along with their pets. 

Cynthia was going to talk to her mom and dad about getting a pet dog as soon as she got back home.