    It all started in Mid-may. I wasn't the popular cub in the block, just your average schmuck playing b-ball with my cub brother and sister and "Duty Calls: The Battles of Today" on my BlastCube1000. Nothing really interesting about me at all. Have normal parents, normal family. There was everyone else, then there was me. Sure, I hung around different types of people with different views, but i always felt left out, even with my friends. My school was a curds-and-whey pot of cliques-clubs within clubs. One day, I'd hang out with one group, and the next, I'd join another. I could get along and socialize with anyone, but i always felt lonely at the end of the day.
 
    It was a few weeks before school went out; the usual motions happened. Mom gave me a good-luck kiss for my Finals week, I ran out with my box lunch to catch up with the bus (I was running REALLY late, so I left sporting a good bed-head and ran after the bus as it trailed off to school.), me tapping the bus door so Mr Petrezzi could let me in.

 "Oh, Jason, for a slowpoke of a lion, you sure do run fast like a cheetah," Mr Petrezzi chucked coyly, then cackled until he coughed and hacked into his nearby snotty trash bin. Yuck. Hagfishes.

     I sat down on an empty seat only to find that some TOOL left gum there. It got all on my ass, and two girls sitting behind me started laughing. I hissed at them, and turned back to my seat. That really set my mood off that day, but it didn't make me into a sourpuss for too long.

     Kit, my next door neighbor and once cubhood friend, sat next to me. She was a tomboy, and didn't mind to play rough with the boys. Huh, I remember her once making me and some other friends eat mud off the lawn. She was an instigator of sorts: daring us to do many unthinkable things, like making me kiss jeff, my giraffe NEET friend, wearing girls clothes, and lighting a bag of feral dog shit on fire in front of Mr. Jackson's yard. Well, that last part was actually fun, even though we got in all kinds of trouble for that. Man, those were the times.

     That all changed. I guess you can say once we started "Coming of Age," we both parted our ways. She joined her clique, became the Most Wanted babe in our school. We had a "Bathroom BBS" in the G-600 hall males bathroom that had a list of the top 10 bang-able girls in our school. She was number one, beating the TILF Ms. Caltabiano of the Foreign Language F-400 hall.  The literal punchline was "The Vixen that breaks all the hearts."

    Lots of guys tried to hook up with her, but all of them were turned down. I knew there was no way I was in her league, even if we were neighbors. And now she was sitting next to me!     It felt odd. Why of all days did she decide to sit here instead of the back where her friends were sitting? There was room there. More importantly, why is she looking at me? My thoughts raced,  I began to pant quietly to cool down.
  
"Are you okay, Jace?" She asked calmly. "You look nervous." 

"I-It's not," I stuttered. "I'm not nervous! It's just this bus is too hot. I tried to bring the window down, but it's stuck." She leaned over me, squeezed the latches with her fingers, and opened the window. The cool air literally touched my face and All I felt was relief and the fur standing up. I looked towards Kit, trying to feign my relief as I was still nervous with her sitting there.

 "I can still tell that you're nervous."

 "Why so?"
 
"I've been your childhood friend  and your neighbor. I know you like the back of my hand. What's irking you?" "Nothing! I swear! I just… It's the finals, and I have all Advanced Placement classes." "I know, I am in most of them with you."

     Okay, so I lied, So what? She was asking me these questions as if I was on 20/20. She'd always do that even in your younger years. it annoyed me, but I was convinced she' do great at interrogation. I sighed. The utter annoyances calmed my nervousness a bit. 

"Hey, Jace. I was wondering, a couple of friends of mine are having a get-together tonight, and I want you to come. We got snacks, drinks, all that stuff. I'd like it if you'd come."

     A party with her friends? That seemed odd to me. After all these years of avoiding me, NOW you want to hang out with me? I tried to talk to you and your clique, and you brushed me off, like I was some untouchable!  I was upset, at the boiling point, making my good mood turn sour again as we reached the school.

     Throughout our school, all I could think about was that event on the bus. I kept wondering what type of gathering it would be, whether or not she left the clique, or if her clique finally came around. Many thoughts raced in my head to the point it frustrated me. It all became clear during our late lunch period. I decide to sit alone at an abandoned table when Kit and two of her friends from her group, Luna Fairchild and Fran Farnsworth, sit with me.
 
"Hey, Jace." They pushed my textbooks aside and replaced them with their lunches. 

"Hey, ladies," I respond.

"So, where are we all going tonight?" Fran asks.

"Oh, my boyfriend Danny's." Luna replies back, I can feel her legs crossing as she bundles her blonde canine digits and leans over to the table. "His parents are on a cruise and won't be back until Wednesday."
 
"So, what's the plan. Who's bringing what?" Kit asks.

 "Well, Danny's got two futons in his game room. He's going to arrange them so we all can lounge together. Ashe's gonna bring some of that 'Gator Hist, you know, the strong stuff. And I already bought the snacks and sodas with my dad's card."

 "You sure he won't notice?" Fran asks.

 "I could give half a shit about the old man. Serves him right for being a jerk."

"Hell yeah!" Fran gives Kit a high-five. "So, we got enough guys? Don't want his to be a total taco-fest."

 "Coming from a lezzie-" Luna responds turning her head with a pout.

 "Hey, I'm just looking out for you guys. Just saying."

 Before the conversation could continue, the bell rang. Everyone else scattered to the sixth period classrooms like roaches.

 "Well, See you guys." Luna said, rising up and brushing her tailored skirt. "Don't forget to bring your toys if you have 'em!" They laughed before heading out. It was me and Kit last in the lunchroom.

 "Hey," Kit began to grab my paw, taking her favorite pen out of her well-endowed bosom and wrote the time and address. "Don't be late." She began to smirk before she turned.

 "Wait." I could muster one word. but nothing else could come out. The last minute bell echoed itself in the lunchroom. "We'll talk later. Just don't be late!" I rushed to my classroom And Kit to hers.

     This was the night. I told my parents I would be going out to hang with my friends. It was true… somewhat.  Though, I never considered the people I associated with as "friends." I hardly ever knew them on an intimate level as I did with Kit; this was an entirely new thing for me. I told you I was the guy in school that would hang with others, but would feel lonely at the end of the day. That was it- I never bothered to meddle with anyone's life after school, regardless of how close or far they lived from me. So this gathering was a first to me.

      I made it to Danny's place. Smelt like dog, feral dog. I never knew why Luna Fairchild, a daughter of wealth, would even hook up with someone as smelly and decrepit as Danny Skeener. For a skunk that is. he may be the school's Gridball hero, but he sure does bring his stink with him. Can't blame him, since he  does  live in a dump, too.

 "Jace Salinger! What up, my man?" He exchanges my paw-shake with a bro-hug. Although a bit flattering to be welcomed by a school hero, he REALLY is smelly. He seeks of sweat and another odd smell I've never smelt before.  I brush it off. "I'm glad you came! You're gonna be in for a sweet surprise!"

"I'm glad to hear that." I say, with a sheepish grin.

 "Jace!" Now that's a voice I'm familiar with all too well. "Kit!" Danny yelled. "Luna, You're late!" 

"Why you gotta be so anal  about time?" Luna responded. "You know I come in fashionably late." They kiss each other, and he gropes her buttocks. 

"You know it's all gonna come off, anyway."

 "Oh please!" she guffaws, walking into the house. Once again, it was me and Kit alone. The question I wanted to ask her came out so strongly. I might have seemed unconsciously angry when I said it.

 "Why?"

 "Why what?" Kit replied.

 "After all these years of you avoiding me, why now? Why do you want to approach me?"

"I guess I was kind of shy to say it." 

"What do you mean?"  

"Ever since we were little, I always liked you. That's why I always picked on you. I mean, I guess when we went into the upper schools, I started to feel weird. I started having these changes and those feelings escalated. I didn't know how to deal with them. The girls kind of picked up to what I felt, and tried to keep you from associating with me."

 "Why didn't you just tell me? I liked you too." 

"I was kind of waiting on you to approach me." 

"Kind of hard to do that when you're the number one heartbreaker of the school." 

"Dude, you're so dense." Kit began to walk up to me, and knuckled my forehead like she did when we were little. She grabbed my arm afterwards. "Come on. we're going inside." 

"I can see you still have some of that tomboy in you." 

"You know that's just who I am!"

     So we went inside. and the word "Dense Blockhead" echoed through my brain. We were in Danny's insanely large game room, where there was an arrangement of a black leather sofa against a wall and two parallel futons adjacent to the sofa. A coffee table donned with chips and dip, sodas, Protein bars and shakes, meats, oysters, beer, whiskey, and five bottles of Gator Hist that Luna mentioned before during Lunch. It seemed that everyone was already seated and  gorging themselves, enjoying their Bacchanalian revelry.  Kit and I sat next to each other as the whole party made room for us both to sit in.  Once we were comfortable, Luna stood up, cleared her throat and started a speech.

 "So, before we start this, I want to say thanks for all of you who were able to join us. I hope you guys have fun, but before that-" Luna paused, making way for her boyfriend to carry on the torch. Danny stood up, grabbing my arm with his large paw-digits and held my arm as if I was some sort of MMA champion.

  "Tonight we're here because of my boy Jace D. Salinger. You all know him- the cool cat who has played the role of lone wolf in our school. You know, I always thought, why does this guy stay by himself all the time while everyone has some sort of group to go to? It made me start to think. We're so absorbed in our own little cells, or cliques to the point it's sickening. But Jace here, he has taught me a valuable lesson. He truly is a walker of worlds! As the school's Gridball hero, I have to say he is someone worth looking up to. So, Cheers to this guy!"

     As Danny raised my arm up, cheers emanated through the game room while everyone clashed their cups together and drank. "I love you bro!" Danny hugged me, well, more like crushed me. I thought my shoulder broke for a minute.  Luna palmed her face with her forepaw, shook her head, then resumed her speech.

 "Well, with my drunk boyfriend's motivational speech aside, I will lay down the ground rules to this club. One: Never mention this club to anyone out side of these rooms. Two: Never release pictures of what happens in this club to the outside world. Three: This may be a sex club, but it's limited to masturbation only. Don't want unwanted pregnancies, now do we? Without any further ado, Strip down and bring out the toys!"

     As I heard this, Kit's words "Dense Blockhead" screamed to me ever so loudly. It intensified as if it was some strange cultish chant. I knew now it was that kind of party. Everyone took part in stripping down their bottoms, taking out the masturbatory toys and fapping away. Even Kit brought out this microphone-looking vibrator that I had never seen before.

 "Hey Jace, Here." Kit tossed me a flashlight toy from her purse. "I know your dick is barbed, so it would hurt if you started pawing off barebones." she winked. I was brought up in a rather conservative family which believed this practice was wrong.  Mom, Dad, I thought. This is going to be against everything that you taught me, SO much.

 "Hey," Kit asked, panting in ecstasy. "Don't tell me you've never touched yourself before."  I was silent. 

"You're such a cub!" Fran, who was sitting next to me, replied. everyone replied in unison with an "Awww!"

  "Oh we gotta change that. Danny stood up, still pawing himself with one armature and guiding mine on another."  "Dude, I thought you cats were supposed to have barbs or something."

 "I…filed them off."

  "Ouch. Dude, that must've hurt like hell."

     I filed my penis one day because my "morning wood" would get caught in my clothing.  I hated it when that happened, so one day, I took my mom's nail filer and rubbed it against my penis. I used her scissors to cut off what was left. It hurt, and it did make me limp for a couple of months, but it was worth it, especially with the underwear that I wore.

 "You definitely earned your sacs man." Danny replied. Just then, I heard a sudden grunt from him and he began to ejaculate all over the food- the chips, to be more exact.

 "Smooth move." Luna responded before orgasming to her vibrating transparent skull dildo "Aw, hell no!" a gothic honey badger growled. "I was going to eat that!"

 "What's stopping you?" A dragoness of the same group responded.

 "I don't know about you, but I'm starving. I don't care if it's glazed by another guy's happy juice. Yolo!" a reptilian-canine responded before gorging himself on the adulterated food.

 "I think I'm just gonna sit down." Danny responded.

  "Don't you go cumming over the food! I was hungry!" Luna kicked Danny on the floor ass-up and began to insert her anal beads inside his tailhole. It was rather comical the away it occurred. I could laugh at all that was going on instead. In fact everyone did. The attention did come off me there, so I was happy enough to let my penis become erect.

 I guess, When in Rome…

     I began to grab my penis, stroking it and letting the sensuality soak in: the sound of everyone's moans, the faint sound of ejaculation as semen flew in the air like geysers erupting cloudy, hot liquid, the sound of wet vaginas making a lewd sound as liquid spurted out of the banal glands and the sound of paws making that odd sound as the penises are being stroked. I can also smell the strong odor diffusing in the room. Under normal circumstances, the smell would've made me gag, but this scent makes me hornier and hornier, I begin to long for the ecstasy, the euphoria of climax that they call orgasm. I feel it rushing through my nerves, coursing through my veins, and the blood rising to my lower member as it becomes hard and raw. I close my eyes and let out a mew, one that can be heard from across the room as the pent-up pressure in my body is released into the atmosphere. I pant, feeling exhausted as my penis rhythmically contracts outwardly and I feel my anus resonating with the motions.

 "That's so cute!" Luna shrieks. "His tail hole is twitching!"  Suddenly, I feel something slip in, a finger, massaging my insides. I open my eyes in shock only to see Kit sitting on my reclined thighs.

 "You don't know how much I've wanted to do this, Jace." Kit purrs lasciviously.

 "I'm too tired to do it." I reply, I'm feeling drained.

  "Shh, Let me do all the work." Kit replies softly. "Luna, is this okay?" "Fine by me, but no blow jobs!" Luna responded, shrugging her shoulders.

     I hear Luna respond, as I'm partially drifting into a euphoric slumber. I had yet to realize all eyes were on me the moment I let out a kitten's mew. I keep my eyes awake, just to look at the Kit I love molest me in my helpless state. But I'm happy. As long as it's her, she could violate me any way she wants. I begin to approach her, to kiss her fragrant, vulpine lips while rubbing her other lips with my right paw She counters using her free paw on my partially erect penis, stroking it gently. I could only massage her luscious breasts, matching our rhythm together as everyone watched us. It didn't take long this time before she yelped and i mewed again, resonating my orgasm with hers.

      It didn't take long for both of us to fall asleep on each other, but I can strongly say that night was the greatest night of my life. The next morning, we woke up in Danny's bed together, sleeping like a couple. Our eyes locked, and we gazed at each other. "Oh shit!" Luna barked. "We have English finals! Hurry up, lovebirds, or you'll be late!"

 "Dammit, I didn't study!"  Kit screamed.

 "I didn't either. We're screwed." I replied.

  "Well, let's fail together," Kit responded.

      Well, we ended up together ever since, and we still attended the sex club, changing locations and hosts. (Kit and I hosted a gathering at my house. It was great until we nearly got caught. Cleanup was a mess, but we had a team of volunteers.) The club lasted a good while until graduation, and it helped break the social bonds that ruled our school. Unfortunately, word went out about the underground sex club, and the School Board was involved. It went on National News afterwards. Luckily, no one was in trouble. We were given a large scale speech given by our President later on. It was amusing.

     I gotta say, even with her tomboyish attitude, I've never seen her so wild before. The whole dominatrix thing might take me a little time to get used to, but I love her anyway. Oh, yeah. We aced the final exams that year.

Even then, I still couldn't think of a good name for that club.