	“Hey dyke, watch where you’re going!”
	Nikki gasped for air as an elbow hit her ribs, knocking the breath out of her. She had tried to avoid the high school girls, but Mandy had moved to barrel right into her. Nikki stumbled to the ground, gasping for breath. She looked around desperately, but the few students still around were deliberately walking away. Even though she was just a freshman, Mandy’s father had money, and the girl usually got away with everything.
	“Get outta my way, you little twat!” squealed a second girl, who “tripped” on her. Nikki doubled over as the sharp toe of one of Brittney’s heels dug into her ribs and a cascade of books fell on top of her.
	“You clumsy carpetmuncher!” cried out Mandy. “Clean up that mess!” The three girls--Mandy and her sophomore vixen cronies Brittney and Marie--cackled in unison. Nikki cowered under them quietly, shuffling on her hands and knees to gather up the books and spilled papers as the girls casually tossed out other names, towering over her. Nikki struggled to get her breath.
	“What’ve we got here?” said an unfamiliar, threatening voice. Nikki cringed. A boy. He’d likely join in to impress Mandy. The young bunnygirl dared to look anyway. She blinked away tears and looked up as he approached.
	Nikki recognized the boy as a senior. His mixed reptilian-canine heritage, his black leather jacket despite the mild spring weather, and his not-giving-a-shit jeer all spelled trouble for the bunnygirl. She ducked her head, looking around desperately. The parking lot was empty.
	“Just some cunt too busy fantasizing about pussy to watch where she’s going,” Mandy sneered, practically preening.
	“Really?” Nikki was surprised by a hand on her shoulder. She tensed, but it didn’t push her into the pavement. She looked over her shoulder. The senior boy was offering her his other hand to help her up.
	“Cuz to me,” the boy continued, “It just looks like it takes three stuck-up bitches to push around one fifth grader.”
	Nikki tentatively placed her hand in the senior’s. His grip was firm and his fur surprisingly soft as he lifted Nikki to her feet. The bunnygirl, ears drooping and breath still shallow, positioned herself quietly behind her rescuer.
	Mandy scowled darkly. “How dare you! Do you know who my--”
	Mandy interrupted herself with a yelp. The senior boy was in her face, the tip of his long reptilian tail twitching angrily behind him as he pressed a finger into Mandy’s chest.
	“Your daddy?” the boy snarled. “I know who your daddy is, you little tramp. How do you think it’ll affect his election chances when Channel 12 finds out his daughter is a bullying, homophobic little twit? What do you think is more important, becoming governor, or letting his ignorant cunt of a daughter spout her mouth off? You’re not his princess, princess. You’re a liability.”
	Brittney and Marie had quietly peeled away from Mandy. Nikki’s savior gave a soft snort and glared over the vixen’s head at them. They turned and scampered off. The boy gave Mandy a little push on the collarbone with his finger. Open-mouthed and stammering, the vixen was caught off guard and stumbled back, falling square on her butt.
	The boy turned around and offered Nikki his hand again. This time, when Nikki placed her hand in his again, he bent down and kissed it before stepping beside her. He slid an arm around her waist and held her close as he lead her away from Mandy.
	“Th-thanks,” Nikki said quietly, unable to keep a slight whimper out of her voice.
	“No problem,” the boy said with a crooked smile. Nikki’s ears twitched. His voice sounded sweet and soothing when he wasn’t rolling insults out at someone. And he smelled nice, too. She hid a little smile and blushed, nestling into his side. “I’m Fibonacci, by the way,” the boy said. “What’s your name?”
	“Nikki,” she said, letting herself be guided down the sidewalk. Fibonacci stopped at an intersection, and Nikki pointed in the general direction of her house. The boy lead on.
	“Why’d you do that?” Nikki finally asked. “She could really make trouble for you.”
	Fibonacci shrugged. It was a practiced act, an ironic, meticulous act designed to look utterly nonchalant. Nikki thought the jacket totally made it work. “It wasn’t any empty threat. Did you know she has an older sister?” Nikki, stunned, shook her head. Fibonacci grinned. “And the more people who don’t, the happier the would-be senator is. Melissa got pregnant in high school when I was your age. 
“She announced it to the school during a pep rally and started a whole pro-life movement on the spot. Officer Randle had to drag her away from the microphone. She didn’t show up for school the next day, and next thing we heard, she had her GED and had been shipped up to Brown to keep her mouth shut.”
	“Wow,” said Nikki, then hissed in pain. Her ribs were on fire where she had been elbowed and kicked. Fibonacci stopped and looked down at her, concerned.
	“Are you okay?”
	Nikki pouted a little, holding her arms around her middle. “It really hurts.”
	Fibonacci frowned, pursing his lips a little. “Come on,” he said, grabbing her hand again. He lead her between two houses and into a lightly forested area behind a subdivision.
	“Where’re we going?” Nikki asked, bunnyears perked.
	“I used to live around here,” he replied, winding her between trees. “Here we go.”
	The forest was sparse enough that plenty of daylight filtered down. Fibonacci lead her toward a stone bluff that jutted out of the forest floor, the first precursor of foothills that started off to the west. As the older boy lead her around the edge of the bluff, Nikki saw a hollow in its side, making a crude shelter under the overhang that was protected from the wind--and eavesdroppers--on three sides. The leather-and-denim clad boy lead her inside and sat her on a cool, mossy rock that tickled her thighs below the hem of her skirt. He knelt in front of her.
	“Lean back,” he instructed her, and she did, hands bracing on the cool stone underneath her. “So,” he asked her conversationally. “Are you?”
	“Am I what?” she asked. She tried to protest as his fingers started to unbutton her blouse, but he interrupted her. He had a way of not being ignored.
	“All those colorful words those girls had for you. Carpetmuncher? I think that one’s hilarious.” He giggled and Nikki stared. The giggle kind of cracked the persona he had built. The boy had her shirt unbuttoned completely.
	“Umm..” Nikki blushed. “I guess?”
	Fibonacci nodded and gently pushed Nikki’s blouse off her shoulders. Too young for a bra, Nikki’s nipples stood exposed in the cool air. Fibonacci’s eyes were, however, focused on her ribs, her fingers gently probing. Nikki whimpered quietly.
	“Cool. Me too,” he said, flashing Nikki a grin.
	“I don’t think that’s really the same thing...” Nikki said slowly. 
	“Oh right! I forgot to tell you my other secret,” Fibonacci said as he moved up onto the mossy rock beside her. His arm slid slowly between her back and her loose shirt, his hand pressing against her bare lower back. “I’m really a girl.”
	Fibonacci kissed her then. It was a hard, aggressive kiss, the kind Jane would use to wake her up and force the taste of cum into her mouth. Nikki blushed as the comparison rushed, unsolicited, into her brain. It took her a few seconds to react, and the senior boy... girl? The senior girl’s tongue had forced its way into her mouth. When Nikki whimpered a protest and pushed her hand against Fibonacci’s collarbone, she pulled back immediately.
	“I’m sorry!” said the girl in the leather jacket. “I uh... I kind of have a knight in shining armor complex. And you make such a pretty damsel in distress.”
	Nikki stared at her, breathless from the kiss and from having to breathe shallowly to keep from hurting her ribs. Fibonacci’s hand brushed gently over her side, soothing the ache.
	“Your ribs are fine by the way. Just a wicked bruise, nothing cracked or broken. I really did check; it wasn’t just a ploy to get you out of your shirt.”
	Nikki closed her eyes as the hybrid’s hand brushed through her fur. The gentle touch was at odds with her intimidating appearance and forceful kiss.
	“You’re really a girl?” Nikki asked tentatively. Then, “All girl?”
	Fibonacci arched an eyebrow at her and smiled. As an answer, the older girl took her hand. With her other hand still pressed against the small of Nikki’s back, she guided the fifth-grader’s hand to her crotch and pressed it there. It was smooth, warm, and feminine, the only hint of a ‘bulge’ being where Nikki could feel the girl’s mons and pubic tuft. Fibonacci inhaled softly as Nikki’s fingers tentatively but thoroughly investigated. The older girl leaned close and softly licked the sensitive interior pink of Nikki’s ear.
	“Convinced?” she whispered.
	“Well,” Nikki started, nervous but growing excited. “I don’t wanna be an ungrateful damsel...”
	Fibonacci flashed a grin at her--quick, victorious, and predatory--then kissed her again. This time Nikki met the girl’s lips with an open muzzle as that tongue forced its way past her lips again. She sucked, hungry, on the tongue, letting the rough similarity to Jane’s attitude arouse her. Fibonacci moaned into her muzzle in reply. The hybrid’s left hand still held Nikki’s fingers in place at her crotch. Fibonacci spread her legs, inviting Nikki’s fingers to stay while her own hand left it behind, moving instead to trace lightly up Nikki’s thigh. She made out with the little girl aggressively as her fingers skipped over the skirt to Nikki’s exposed belly.
	Nikki whimpered around the tongue filling her muzzle, her legs spread at an indecent angle, disappointed by the skip of the senior’s fingers. She shivered when those fingers splayed out and the older girl began to pet her way through Nikki’s short, lush fur. The hand lingered on the girl’s belly as the kiss stretched long into the minutes, the soft wet sounds and quiet little noises of pleasures swallowed up by the size and lushness of the forest.
	Nikki had made out before, but never quite like this. Neither Fibonacci’s aggressiveness nor her passion abated no longer how long the kiss drew. Nikki lost track of time. Her body ached, aroused, but Fibonacci did nothing more than kiss her fiercely and pet delicately through her belly fur.
	The kiss ended suddenly, leaving Nikki panting and taut in Fibonacci’s arms. The older girl grinned down at her, licking the lips that had just left hers. “So it’s true,” the hybrid said softly.
	Nikki whimpered a little bit, her bare chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. She slowly lowered her little butt back to the cool moss beneath her, her skirt riding up on her thighs. “What’s true?” she asked when she managed to get her breath back.
	“Bunnies start early. Just a kiss and you’re so turned on the whole forest can smell you.”
	Nikki blushed darkly, squeezing her thighs together and reaching down to tug self-consciously at the hem of her skirt. Fibonacci’s hand caught her wrist before she had the chance. 
	“Don’t be ashamed, sweetie.” Fibonacci inhaled deeply. “You smell incredible.”
	Nikki felt warmth and motion near her ankle. Looking down, she saw the older girl’s tail slowly twining around her leg like a snake. It tightened, squeezing, and then slowly coiled further and further upward, the smooth, silky scales dragging against her flesh through her fur.
	“I was just gonna tease you, at first,” Fibonacci admitted. “A little kissing and a diddle to get me off.” She moved Nikki’s hand, firmly and slowly to her side, away from adjusting her skirt’s hem. “But now that I know you’re wanting it just as bad...” 
	Fibonacci grinned that predatory grin again and Nikki felt the hybrid’s tailtip slide teasingly along her inner thigh. She gasped, spreading her legs instinctively, and heard Fibonacci make a soft noise of surprised approval. 
	“Well trained, too,” Fibonacci said, a tacet question lying in the tone of her voice. “Who’s been showing you a good time, baby girl?”
	Nikki blushed darkly and shook her head. Fibonacci clucked her tongue quietly and shrugged. Her hand joined her tailtip, both slowly stroking her inner thighs. Nikki’s legs were spread wide, her little butt squirming as she was petted like that. The tight tail around her leg, foreign and exotic, felt incredible, and every few moments it was creeping slowly further and further up her thigh. “If it’s someone at school, I’ll figure it out quickly enough,” Fibonacci said with a soft giggle. “You smell so nice. I won’t forget it, especially if I smell it smeared all over some schoolgirl’s face.”
	Fibonacci looked into her face expectantly. Nikki shook her head again. The older girl looked momentarily disappointed, but grinned again quickly enough. “A mystery then. I can’t wait to sniff it out.” She licked her lips slowly. At the same moment, her tailtip slid slowly along the crease between Nikki’s thigh and her panty-covered lips. Nikki closed her eyes, rolling her head back to moan. The movement exposed her neck and Fibonacci leaned down immediately.
	Nikki let out a soft yelp when Fibonacci bit her. It was an act of aggressive dominance, but also of affection. The older girl kissed her where she had bit, then bit again, suckling the flesh and making her younger prey whimper. 
	The tailtip slowly teased the young bunnygirl, rubbing the exposed flesh to either side of Nikki’s panties, slow and deliberately teasing. Every few moments, after rubbing both sides four or five times, it would press gingerly against the center, a short length of tail nestling into the cotton crotch of the panties, spreading NIkki’s lips for just a moment. Nikki raised her hips each time, gasping, whimpering, but Fibonacci was quick to remove her tail each time before Nikki could achieve much contact.
	After the fourth time, the older girl’s tail withdrew slightly. Fibonacci pulled her teeth away from Nikki’s neck, raising her hand back to the girl’s belly. “Not wet yet?” Fibonacci asked, a slight pout in her voice. Then she growled playfully. “Little bunny’s gonna make me work for it?”
	Nikki, already breathless from the teasing, opened her mouth to say something, only to have her open muzzle stuffed full of Fibonacci’s tongue. The kiss was aggressive and demanding, with Fibonacci growling softly into Nikki’s throat. Nikki wrapped her lips around the invading tongue, suckling as the older girl thrust it into her muzzle again and again. Fibonacci dragged her finger through the fur of Nikki’s belly up to her flat breasts, fingers immediately taking one of her nipples between them.
	Nikki arched her body, both her nipples going stiff in the cool forest air as the older girl teased first one, then the other, pinching the firm flesh and rolling the little points between her fingerpads. Fibonacci’s tongue assault her mouth roughly, pumping in and out of it suggestively in a way that made Nikki remember Jane’s tongue doing the same to her little asshole, tonguefucking her with abandon, the muscle driving deep. Nikki trembled from both the older girl’s deft fingers and tongue and from the memory. She wrapped her arms around Fibonacci’s neck, hanging on as her body arched and wiggled on the cool moss.
	The tailtip shifted between Nikki’s legs, threading underneath the cotton crotch of her panties. Nikki shivered as the smooth scales brushed over her soft lips and could tell from the touch that not being wet would no longer be a problem. The tail curled and then pulled hard. There was a tearing sound as the panties ripped clean off of one of her legs. Fibonacci gasped at the sound, breaking the kiss.
	“S-sorry!” she said, blushing, her attitude briefly at odds with the dominant role she had taken. “I only meant to... Oh, fuck it!” The hybrid’s tongue filled Nikki’s mouth again, thrusting lewdly as the tail coiled around the remaining leg of Nikki’s panties. Another rip pulled the fabric completely off of her. Nikki shivered, the cool air of the forest finding the slick, needful lips of her pussy at the same moment that Fibonacci’s tailtip did
	Fibonacci pulled back from the kiss, her long tongue slowly sliding out of Nikki’s little mouth. The tip of her tail nudged between Nikki’s puffy, immature labia, drawing slowly from her anus up over her tiny entrance and finishing with a playful flick over her clit that made Nikki squeak. 
	“Much better,” Fibonacci said sweetly as Nikki’s arousal dribbled down her tail’s scales. Both her arms wrapped around the girl then, sliding under her open shirt and holding the tiny girl’s taut body against her in a warm embrace. The hybrid’s muzzle tilted down, nuzzling at the inner pink of one of Nikki’s ears, causing her to shiver.
	“Brace yourself, little girl,” came the honey-sweet words. A second later she felt the warm thickness of Fibonacci’s tail thrust inside of her. This was no gentle, shallow prod the way Jane’s fingers or tongue might, but a full, unapologetic plunge. Briefly, Nikki felt a tightness in her belly, followed by a hot pain, followed by the sensation of Fibonacci’s steadily thickening tail stretching her cunny and filling her. The pain fled quickly as the tail pushed deeper and deeper. Nikki had started whimpering at some point that she couldn’t quite remember, but now her voice settled into soft, eager moans. 
	“What a perfect little virgin,” Fibonacci cooed in her ear in a way that made it both obscene and deeply arousing. The hands which had held her tight for the piercing loosened their grip a little and slid down Nikki’s back, pushing her skirt up to grip her bare ass which was unconsciously thrusting up to meet the hybrid’s tail.
	“Good girl,” Fibonacci cooed into her ear sweetly, kneading her pert little tush as her tail drew back slowly. The tip of the tail tickled at the very entrance of Nikki’s cunny, then thrust inside again. Nikki’s fingers dug into the older girl’s shoulderblades, her sweet cry swallowed up by the forest. Fibonacci’s fingers spread Nikki’s cheeks, fingertips tickling under her tail as she gripped the bunny’s little backside. The older girl pulled with her hands and thrust with her tail as Nikki arched sharply, jerking her hips forward, allowing the tail to drive deep.
	Nikki spasmed once the third time the tail drove inside of her, a soft little gasp and a half-second vice-like squeeze of her internal muscles. Her body gave a shudder as a thick liquid trickled down Fibonacci’s scales. The hybrid’s long tongue slithered deep inside Nikki’s ear canal for a quick moment as the older girl cooed with appreciation. “Cumming for me already? You -are- a ready little bun.”
	Fibonacci drew her body away from Nikki’s, her tail pausing at its deepest point inside her with Nikki’s opening stretched taut around its tapered length. Fibonacci kept her hands on Nikki’s ass, and kept that rump on the cool, moss-covered stone as she knelt down in front of the girl, tail shifting to stay inside. She leaned in closer, inhaling Nikki’s scent with her nose pressed into the fur of the girl’s inner thigh.
	Without warning, Fibonacci’s tail began anew. It pulled out completely, leaving Nikki feeling gaping and empty for half a second, before plunging back inside. As the smooth scales pushed their way deep, the warmth of Fibonacci’s mouth enveloped NIkki’s clitoris, a firm suckling sensation on her little nub quickly sending Nikki over the edge again.
	She came hard this time--no quick shudder and squirt, but a sudden tautness that overcame her entire body. Her fingers twined in Fibonacci’s hair and she bucked up off the stone as her muscles clenched fiercely around the invading tail. Fibonacci let out a soft, startled, delighted sound between Nikki’s thighs just as the girl began to squirt. The shudder took over her entire body as her cunny contracted tightly and spasmed, rewarding the older girl’s open muzzle with a hot spray of her thick orgasmic fluid. Nikki felt the hybrid’s tongue push and squirm, sliding inside her between the tightly squeezing muscles and her own thick tail, sucking and drinking hungrily at the thick nectar as it erupted out of her little prey. 
	Nikki’s taut body shuddered atop Fibonacci’s tail for several long moments, her jaw too tightly clenched for her to even cry out, her arched body supported almost entirely by the adoring hands groping her ass. Those same hands caught her, ready for the sudden collapse as the orgasm abandoned Nikki’s body. Fibonacci drew her tail out slowly and settled Nikki’s body on the cool stone. 
	The hybrid stood over the girl grinning, face shining with Nikki’s cum, while a mixture of arousal, cum, and a tiny spot of blood dripped off the end of her tail. She moved around and squatted near Nikki’s head, her face upside down to the little girl’s as she looked down adoringly into the cub’s eyes.
	“Ordinarily, it’d be high time you returned the favor. But I should probably be getting my little ex-virgin doe home before it comes to sirens and whatnot, right? I’ll just have to push that cute little muzzle into my cunt another day.”
	Nikki blushed at the older girl’s blunt assessment but also nodded shyly, anticipation of the event making her shiver again. The hybrid helped her up and then kissed her, sharing the sweet taste of bunny cum with her little prey. When she pulled back, she had Nikki’s phone in her hand.
	“If those girls get on your case again, you can call me,” she said, a cool, casual violence coloring her voice. “But anyway, bein’ a carpetmuncher’s not all bad, right?” She flashed a grin, cheeks still glistening wet with bunnycum. “If you let ignorant hatred like that get under your skin, high school’s going to be a long hell. Try to ignore them. But if you can’t, I don’t mind kicking a little ass for a cute bun now and then, alright?”
	Nikki blushed and nodded as she finished rebuttoning her shirt. She tucked the phone away when Fibonacci handed it back to her. The girl--though as Nikki looked up at her again now, she still looked like a boy--bent over a few steps away from the stone, standing up with the tatters of Nikki’s panties dangling from her fingers.
“I think I’ll keep these,” she said with a grin, tucking the cotton into a pocket of her leather jacket. “Not like they’ll do you much good any more.”
Nikki blushed a little and nodded. As her newest lover stepped close again, Nikki noted the masculine illusion was complete again. Fibonacci reinforced it by gallantly offering Nikki her arm, which the bunny took, nestling in close. With her cheek against the older girl’s chest, she could feel the bound breast through her thin shirt and nuzzled it affectionately.
	“Thanks,” she said sweetly, letting herself be lead back home. “For everything.”