~~My Naked School Day by Faye Reyna Minara~~
[Saying Hello!]
  Hey everyone, Faye Minara here. There's loads of embarrassing stories on here, but I got one that'll beat 'em all I bet! Mine happened in middle-school, and I can sum up where it all went wrong in one measly sentence:
  I should've never gone to school on Friday the 13th, not with MY history of bad luck!
  What's that? I can't be THAT unlucky?
  Well, if you didn't know me that well, you'd probably think I was your average vixen. My fur is ruby-red, a staple for my species, and I'm built skinny and lean as well. Even my head-fur is plain-vanilla, hanging to the middle of my back without any style.
  Sure I got some quirks. I'm pretty tall, taller than a lot of the boys even. And sure, I guess I'm a bit of a tom-boy, especially with my clothes (I don't even OWN a dress!), and my build (I've seen males with bigger chests than me, just saying)
  Wrong, because God apparently decided to give me all of the bad-luck She had in stock, and then She went out for extra. If there's a puddle of water close by, I'm going to fall tail-first right into it and soak everything and everyone around me. If there's food or drink, either me or someone else is gonna be wearing it before the meal is through. Messes, accidents, mistakes, whatever you wanna call it, they're happening around me!
  And it's not just stupid stuff either, sometimes I...
  Well, I don't wanna get ahead of myself.
  Sit down, kick your paws up, and don't be afraid to laugh at me for what happened.
  This is my own personal FML life, so if I'm going to laugh you all better too!
  Ready? Here we go!
[Waking Up!]
  I don't know how I even did this, but I did. Maybe it was because I stayed up too late playing video games again, maybe it was the expired Pop-Tarts I ate before bed, maybe I'm just really stupid...
  Everything seemed normal when I got out of bed that morning. I brushed my teeth, took a long hot shower, dried off my fur, packed and re-packed my bookbag, checked Facebook, the works. I ate my breakfast of champions, Nutella smeared Pop-Tarts with a root-beer to chase it down, and I was out the door in no time at all!
  You see anything missing from my morning routine?
  My mom and sisters were already gone, so nobody was home to catch me before it was too late. My neighbors are all either old and inside for the mornings or kids from school who leave a lot earlier than me, so no roadblock on the Humiliation Highway there either.
  No breeze to warn me, no extra morning sunshine, no rain, zip.
  Still don't get it?
  I walk to school since it's super close, so I don't even have to wear myself out running or trying to bum rides off my friends folks or older siblings. A huge bonus too, I could be nearly-late and still make it on time if I do relaxed speed-walk.
  Nothing registering yet?
  Up the side-walk, through the school gates, and that's when I start getting stared at. I'm kind of used to it, actually, being so tall and my fur being so red. Sure, most of my classmates are used to it, but I guess they forget sometimes and stare.
  "Good morning!" I beamed at them, smiling as they laughed and waved at me.
  "Great morning!" one called, a wolf boy who was sort of a player but cute in his own way.
  "Yeah it is!" I shot him a thumbs up, flicking my tail happily as I walked past, "Great to see you, Tommy!"
  "Back atcha, foxxy!"
  For some reason the whole group found that hilarious, they were still laughing when I went inside, holding their cellphones and texting while they howled. I don't get boys as a general rule, so I didn't see anything wrong with their weird reaction.
  You HAVE to realize what I did by now, right?
  No, not yet?
  My first class was on the ground floor, so no stairs to run up. Plus, it was warmer inside than normal so the AC wasn't giving my goose-pimples under my fur like normal.
  And still people were staring at me, some laughing and smiling and others looking like they were frozen. I was kind of getting P.O'd at this point, like maybe someone posted something mean about me on Facebook again but nobody told me this time.
  "Morning!" I tried to sound happy again, but my temper must've showed because those shock-staring at me looked away fast. The laughing ones didn't let up at all, but I figured it was just more 8th Grade Weirdness going around.
  It wasn't until I made it to homeroom that I realized what had been so shocking, so funny, so-so-so everything!
  I opened the door wide and stepped in, a gush of air hitting my fur and bristling it all over.
  All. Over.
  All eyes were on me, even Mrs. Maycombe the older lioness teacher! The room was so quiet you would've thought someone died. I knew why they were staring now, I could feel it, but I couldn't believe it, no, no no.
  I looked down, praying it wasn't true, and got the biggest and fastest wake up of my entire life.
  "Oh my god!" one girl giggled out, a mean preppy one I'd never gotten on with, "Look! Fay Minara's totally naked!"
[Being Brave!]
  That's right, somehow I'd gotten out of bed, out of the house, and all the way to class without getting dressed! Looking down I saw every inch of my sleek fluffed red fur on show, I hadn't even put on shoes, sock, underwear, anything!
  My narrow practically non-existent chest with the tuft of white fur nestled between my feint nublets. My flat belly with the trail of white fur leading down and spreading as a sort of cloud around my crotch. My skinny colt-like legs, wiggling little toes.
  Every inch of me, every last strand of hair in my fur, it was all on show!
  "Oh my god," I covered finally, having stood with my arms held out for at least a minute. I threw my arm over my chest and a paw between my thighs, tucking my tail to hide my cheeks while closing the hallway door with my bare foot, "I- ah, I didn't..."
  "If you're quite done putting on a show, Ms. Minara, I was just taking roll!" Mrs. Maycombe sniffed, glaring at me like I'd done this on purpose.
  "M-Miss, I don't have-"
  "Any clothes, I can see," she pointed one claw at my desk, "Sit down. I won't ask again!"
  I scurried to sit down, hardly believing what I'd done. Everyone around me was giggling now, whistling as I covered up as much as I could with my legs, arms, and tail.
  The worst part was? There wasn't even any real rules AGAINST my being bare-furred! My best-friend Amy and I had found out right before we came in 6th grade. We'd giggled ourselves sick with the idea of just walking in bare-fur nude one day, but never had we actually done it!
  Of course, some DID do it for a stunt or a dare, mostly the boys however. I'd only ever seen one female go naked in school, and she was not one I ever hung out with. Amy had threatened to do it time and time again, just for the shock value, but she had even less to show than I did.
  [And showing it I am,] I smiled as brave as I could, shrugging when one girl asked me if I was crazy. I was completely naked in school, everyone I ever knew seeing more of me than ANYONE besides family ever had. I could either break down and cry, scream and runaway, or...
  "I gotta say, Faye," the preppy girl who'd teased me whispered, everyone texting their friends to let them know about the naked fox in their home-room, "You're kinda awesome."
  "Awesome?"
  "totally cool, just walking around like..." her eyes flicked down and she blushed, giggling and shaking her head, "I'd, like, never be brave enough to do it, ya know?"
  Brave. I could be brave instead.
  "Well... I always wanted to try it," I lied through my teeth, forcing myself to unlock my arms and lean back as casually as possible, "Now I have!"
  She clapped at that, her group of perky gigglers all cheering as I sat there on show. Soon the whole class was doing it, laughing in a much nicer way. Mrs. Maycombe just rolled her eyes, like I was the biggest idiot in the world, but when the bell rang she called me to her desk and smiled, actually smiled!
  "Best choice, Ms. Minara," she whispered, giving my back a firm pat, claws digging in slightly as she growled, "Don't let them see you cry, right?"
  "R-Right, grin and bear it," I nodded, then started giggling, "G-Get it? Bare it?"
  "I got it, Ms. Minara, but I didn't want it," she smacked my butt, though she laughed happily when I kept giggling, "Get out of here, and don't do anything stupid!"
  "Gee, I'd never do anything stupid," I walked to the door, giving my tail another flick and smacking my own butt this time.
  She was still chuckling when I left, something I would've bet she hadn't done since, well, since she was my age!
[Being Honest!]
  Now that I knew I was fully nude, I could feel every bit of my jiggle as I walked. My butt, my belly, my small chest, even my thighs seemed to bounce with every step I took. I'd never been considered chubby, even as a little kit, but now I had parts of my jiggling and wiggling I'd have never thought could before.
  And then there was other peoples reactions. More cellphones were following my naked walk now, though this time the smiles and cheers were nicer. I can bet they would've turned mean quick if I'd started crying like a baby, but now instead of being the stupid fox who'd forgotten to get dressed I was a cool radical babe!
  [Funny how attitude changes everything,] I thought as I went to my first class of the day, Art.
  "Oh my god, Faye!" I heard right behind me when I walked in, a voice I'd grown up hearing but never sounding so shocked!
  "Amy!" I tried to sound chill, turning to face me tiny mouse friend.
  Her head-fur was much shorter than mine, a pixie-cut that she'd curled and dyed brown to contrast her grey-white fur. She was the smallest at school, often getting mistaken for an elementary school cub. She made up for it with her loud mouth and bravery, though now she looked like she'd seen a ghost.
  A naked ghost, I guess.
  "I heard... I didn't think... Oh my god, what did you do?" she pulled me in to sit down, eyes wandering over my naked body again and again like my clothes would appear any second.
  "I just wanted to try-" I started the lie again, but she cut me off with a wave.
  "Please, you get embarrassed about bra-straps. What happened?"
  I didn't really expect Amy to fall for my lie, we'd shared bath water as babies for God's sake, but I'd hoped she'd at least be nice enough to play along!
  I told her how I'd forgotten to get dressed somehow, and soon she was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. When I told her how I'd decided to play it cool, after my whole home-room had gotten a show anyways, she beamed and rolled her eyes like Mrs. Maycombe had.
  "Only you would be this forgetful, Faye!" she giggled, giving me a quick hug and pulling my tail.
  "Yeow, watch the threads," I growled, getting another snort and spank for my joke.
  "What threads, slut?" she winked, looking around where everyone was still stealing glances at me, "One way to get popular, that's for sure."
  "W-Well, that's me, always climbing the ladder."
  "But did you have to forget TODAY?"
  "What's so special about-" my stomach dropped as I realized what she was getting at, "Oh my god..."
  "That's right," Amy sniggered, "The bus'll be here right after lunch, remember?"
  "Now I do... Oh god, this is gonna suck!"
  Today, Friday the 13th, was also the day that our whole 8th Grade class would take the bus across town. Not a field trip, not exactly, but a tour of the high-school where we'd be going at the end of the summer.
  And here I was, naked as the day I was born.
  "Well, it's one way to make an impression at least," Amy giggled, laughing even harder when I smacked her, "Easy, slut!"
  "This isn't funny, Amy! Gawwwwd, can I borrow your gym clothes or-"
  "Nope," Amy smiled big at me, holding up one finger, "For one, I don't have gym this semester, remember?"
  I did, but I'd hoped she had something at least!
  "And two... I kiiinda like the view," she let out a murr and pulled her shirt collar like she was hot, "Foxxy!"
  "Friggin' lezzie," I grumbled, shyly crossing my arms, "For real? You won't gimme anything?"
  "Nope, and if you get dressed at all, even socks, I'm telling everyone about Mr. Snuffles. AND the naked tea parties!"
  Game. Set. Match.
  First I'm strutting my naked tail around school, now I was gonna walk my bare butt through my future high-school!
  "You're an evil bitch," I growled, but I couldn't help laughing along with her, "Gawwwwd, this can't get-"
  "Oh no, don't say it!" Amy bit her paw to keep from squealing out any more.
  "It can't get any worse!" I sealed my fate, then waited for the other shoe to drop.
  A few minutes, the late bell rang, and nothing happened.
  "Eh, I'm maxed out on bad luck."
  Then the teacher called me up to her desk, and things got, of course, worse.
  (Showing Off!)
  "You want me to do what?" I asked, what Mr. Greene said couldn't have been right, I must've heard him wrong or he misspoke.
  "I want you to model for the class today," the grey-muzzled lynx repeated, smiling at me from behind his thick glasses, "I was going to introduce model drawing soon, and now here you are."
  "S-Sir, I don't think..." I glanced back, catching most of the boys and a small number of the girls checking my bare butt out.
  "Oh, it'll be fine!" he waved off my worries, smiling wider as he leaned forward and whispered, "I understand you'd like to join a certain club at the high-school?"
  I gotta admit, my heart fluttered and it had nothing to do with Mr. Greene. The club he was talking about, it wasn't a school-sanctioned group, but it wasn't exactly against the rules either. It was a film club of sorts, but instead of watching and reviewing, they made their own!
  Not everyone got in, and even fewer people were actually invited. I only really knew about it because both my and Amy's older sister's had a friend who joined up last year. The club had won three film festivals, five online contests, AND had an honorable mention at Sundance less than ten years ago.
  In other words: Faye want!
  "Yeaaah, I wanna join The Pink Berets," I whispered, the name alone making me shiver, "But what's that got to do with-"
  "Look back at the girl who's openly staring at your, ah, form."
  I glanced back as casually as I could and felt my heart and stomach slam against one another. The wolf in question was sitting alone at her table, and not seeming to mind it. Her reddish-brown fur was patchy from various old scars (most of them from skateboarding or fighting, some healing body-art she'd done on herself). She was also older than the rest of the 8th Grade by about a year and a half, almost two, having been held back last year for putting a girl in the hospital.
  "I, uhm, see Toni," I whispered to Mr. Greene, and he'd been right, she was looking right at my naked goods and smiling like a Bond villain would when 007 was strapped down and near death.
  "Her older brother is the current club president," Mr. Greene dropped the bombshell without warning, me nearly falling backwards at the news, "And he values her opinion in art."
  "She doesn't like me," I said fast, which was true for many reasons.
  "I'd beg to differ," Mr. Greene laughed, then pointed a claw at himself, "And she values my opinion in general, I tutor her and some others after school."
  "I appreciate it, Mr. Green, but I really don't think she likes me at all!"
  "Faye, let me be brutally honest. Have you heard that fortune favors the bold?"
  I nodded, it was one of Amy's favorite quotes to lure me into making a total fool out of myself.
  "Well, replace the word fortune with Toni, and you'll have the same thing," he clapped his paws together, giving me a stern look, "Now, if you want to be an artist-"
  "I do!"
  "Then you need to, and excuse my French, shit or get off the pot," he steepled his claws together and stared me down, "What's it going to be, Faye? Shit or git?"
  "S-Shit," I mumbled, both answering him and swearing at myself for getting into this mess, "I'll do it sir."
  "Great! Go back to your seat and wait for me to call you up again, please."
  "Yessir..." I took a deep breath, then said one more time, "Toni doesn't like me, sir. I think she hates me."
  Mr. Greene just smiled like he didn't believe me at all. And when I walked back to my seat, Toni watched me the whole time. He thought it was her checking me out I'm sure, Mr. Greene was openly gay and ran our school GSA so the idea wasn't too far-fetched.
  But he was wrong, and if he knew why I think he'd change his mind real quick, about her, about the club, and, sadly, about me.
---
  Funny, I didn't think I had stage fright before I stood on that table in front of thirty-or-so of my classmates. Given, I was entirely naked, the only one naked, and all eyes were now trained on me for real.
  Mr. Greene had talked me up very well before having me stand up there in the fur, but I still couldn't keep from shivering as he maneuvered me into a pose. Apparently it was called an Archer's Pose, but all I knew was that it meant my legs were open and my arms squished to make my chest seem slightly fuller.
  Oh, and did I mention that I was facing Toni directly?
  I had to stand still for ten minutes before I got a break, and the entire time I was staring right at Toni the Dire Wolf. The nickname had come from me and Amy after we'd first met Toni, and it was the exact reason why she hated my fluffy butt.
  That and something else, but I've sworn to never-ever talk about it again.
  She kept smiling as she sketched me, though for some reason she never even looked up. I couldn't see her paper from my position, but it was impossible for her to be drawing me without looking at me.
  She was the only one not looking at me as well, I could see loads of boys happily taking in a good long look. Amy was in my peripheral as well, grinning and shooting me waves and winks as she sketched my pose. I knew it was going to be something funny, she loved drawing perverted pictures online, but this time the joke was on me!
  "Break," Mr. Greene called, passing me a glass of water as I sat down on the edge of the table, "Any questions?"
  Amy raised her hand, not bothering to hide her smile.
  "Yes, Ms. Lorne?"
  "Is it cold in here, Faye, or are you just happy to be here?"
  I didn't have to look down to see what she'd meant, especially as I'd felt the stiffening happen halfway through my posing. Everyone laughed happily at her joke, even Mr. Greene though he didn't call on her a second time.
  "Mr. Morris?"
  "What's it feel like? You know... that?" it was Tommy, the same wolf who'd teased me walking into school.
  "Being naked in front of everyone?" everyone laughed and I had to giggle as well, "It... actually is kind of terrifying and cool at the same time. Like sky-diving but warmer."
  "I've been streaking, so I get that, but I mean, in school?"
  [Streaking!? This pup is crazy!] I shook my head, "I never did anything like this before, but maybe it's the same?"
  "Yeah, Tommy, why don't you find out?" one of Tommy's little girlfriends cooed and everyone burst out laughing again.
  "Ms. Gomez?"
  [Toni!] I whipped around to see her holding one paw up, a smile on her face as she stared at me full on.
  "I've done this before, if anyone remembers?"
  Silence, everyone remembered her doing it the first week of 6th Grade very well indeed.
  "And I think Faye hit it right on the head," she nodded once to me, then asked her question, "Is this really your first time doing nude work?"
  "Yeah, have you done porn?" one guy jeered.
  "Shut the fuck up, I wasn't talking to you, needle-dick," Toni didn't raise her voice or break eye contact with me, but the idiot guy shut up all the same, "Have you, Faye?"
  I wanted to lie and shake my head, but Amy was smiling at me and shrugging. If she didn't mind my spilling the beans...
  "I... I have a friend who draws pictures online, and makes funny cartoons," I said, happy that Amy hadn't told anyone else about her DeviantArt or YouTube accounts yet, "And, well, she based a character off of me."
  "And this character is naked?" Toni asked, but the way she asked told me she already knew the answer.
  I only nodded, blushing as someone wolf-whistled and everyone started clapping again.
  "All the time," I said under the applause, meeting her eyes to see if she'd understand.
  She nodded and winked.
  [Dammit,] I took a deep breath, ready for another question but Mr. Green clapped his paws together again.
  "Alright, break's over. Shall we finish, Faye?"
  "Let's do this," I downed the water and jumped up on my feet. The pose was easier to take now somehow, and this time Toni met my eyes.
  She didn't say anything else, but she smiled and gave me a big thumbs up. Maybe Mr. Greene was right, maybe she didn't hate me anymore.
  Or she was waiting for a better chance at payback, one of the two!
(Trying Hard!)
  Second period English was a lot easier since everyone was pretty much used to my being bare-furred. Sure, they laughed and cheered when I walked in, but they settled down fast and Mr. Okaru (a kinda cute older rabbit) gave me a big smile.
  "You're either practicing nudism or want to make a statement," he said, chuckling when I shrugged and leaned back all cool, "Or you simply forgot to get dressed this morning!"
  Everyone laughed at that, even me, though nobody had a clue he'd hit the nail right on the head. It wasn't a secret that Mr. Okaru was a nudist himself, though he didn't practice while he taught. Not that he was wearing much anyways, just a long hoodie that went to just above his knees and beat up running shoes.
  [More than me,] I laughed a bit, then started taking notes.
  Some staring and a few jokes was all I dealt with this time around, though someone did wolf-whistle when I got up to sharpen my pencil and dropped it on the floor. I didn't even think before I bent over to pick it up, not until the whistle!
  [Oops!] I tucked my tail fast, though the damage was done, "S-Sorry!" 
  "Eyes front, class," Mr. Okaru sighed, then smiled evilly once I'd sat back down, "And watch your eye as well, Ms. Minara."
  "Watch- Oh!" I went pink again, though no one else got the joke like I did, [You shouldn't talk about my you-know-what, Mr. Okaru! Even if you're married to another male!]
  Then came the part I was dreading. Lunch time!
  Walking with my tray meant that there wasn't a thing I could do to cover, which was great for anyone looking my way. Which, if you need to know, was literally the entire cafeteria. Even Amy was smirking when I walked up, despite her getting enough to see during Art!
  "I'm never getting tired of this," she said, happily munching down on her French-fries while I ate and tried not to get any ketchup in my fur, "You oughta do this more often!"
  "Hah, maybe after you give it a shot," I stuck my tongue out at her, loving that she blushed and squeaked like a total dweeb, "See? Not so funny if the shoe's on the other foot."
  "You're not wearing shoes, Faye," Tommy the wolf-whistler sat down next to me, smiling as he pushed his bangs out of the way to look me up and down, "Didn't you notice?"
  "Not as much as you," I glanced down at his lap to make a joke, then started to laugh, "Oh wow! Fly's down, mutt!"
  He adjusted himself and zipped up, blushing hard as me and Amy both cracked up.
  "I didn't see! How big was he?" Amy whispered, but Tommy heard and let out a low squeak.
  "Hung like a horse," I lied, nodding seriously to Tommy, "Nice one, dude."
  "T-Thanks," he gave me a big smile, obviously relieved I hadn't spilled his secret.
  While Amy threw our trays away (I begged her so I wouldn't do another naked cat-walk strut), I leaned lose to whisper with Tommy.
  "So, uhm, about-"
  "I'm transgender, but I like the term cuntboy," he shrugged all cool, though his tail was twitching from nerves, "My friends know, but, well, I don't really know you guys that well."
  "And yet you sat with me?"
  "Sit with the coolest and most naked chick in school?" Tommy snorted and gave me two thumbs up, "You bet!"
  "And not because Amy's here?" I just realized why he was so scared of her finding out but not me.
  He shut his muzzle fast with a snap, eyes widening in shock and horror.
  "Hah, now I know for sure," I gave him a quick punch to the arm, "Secret's safe with me, Tommy, I promise."
  "Maaan, Toni was right about you, you're cool as heck," Tommy gave me a big hug, not even caring that I was, you know, NAKED!
  "Erf, sure. Wait, what did Toni-"
  "Hey, lovebirds," Amy poked her head between me and Tommy so suddenly I nearly fell out of my chair, Tommy banging against the table with a grunt, "Gotcha!"
  "Evil!" we both snapped, though Tommy was laughing and blushing like he'd done the whole time Amy spoke
  (Seriously, did he think he was subtle? Wait, hang on, Amy's a dunce about love, nevermind...)
  "I'm heading to the bathroom," Amy gave me a weird hard stare, but looked to Tommy before I could react, "You wanna hang with us at the high-school, T?"
  "Uhhh, y-yeah, sure, cool, whatevs," Tommy stammered, watching Amy sashay away then whirling to smile at me, "Please let me hang out with you guys?"
  "Dude, trying hard much?" I snorted, but gave him another punch, "Sure thing... And FYI? Amy's bi."
  "Oh, I know, I watch her channels."
  I stared at him, hardly believing what he said.
  "Oh yeah, and I'm a huge fan of the Forgetful Fox series she does," Tommy gave me a big evil smile, ears perked as he whispered, "This a preview or what?"
  I was still hitting him when Amy came back, wearing a big smile-
  "Oh my god!" Tommy and I both yelped.
  And nothing else!
  "W-What's up, guys?"
  Amy was entirely bare-furred naked, just like me. Her shoe strings were tied together so she could wear them around her neck, and I could see her clothes peeking out of the top of her canvas bag. Beside the bag and shoes, everything inch of her was on show!
  Smaller chest than me, flat like a boy's with over-large nips, wider hips and more shapely legs. Greyish fur, curled brown head-fur framing her beaming blushing face. And, to my shock, she had a stud in her left nipple!
  Tommy made a strange gargling sound, then coughed, looking at his lap before mumbling, "Y-You look great, Amy?"
  "Great," I repeated, gawking at her just like she'd done me.
  I wasn't the only one either, everyone else in the cafeteria was enjoying the view as well! Amy looked back at them, then shrugged at me with a devilish smile I knew too well.
  "You're crazy," I whispered as she sat down, her arms and legs twitching like she wanted to cover her goods and run for it, "Like, legit crazy, you know that right?"
  "Eh, birds of a feather," Amy glanced up and caught Tommy staring again, "What? Ain't seen a naked mouse before?"
  "Nope," Tommy said simply, though I could feel the heat off his blush just sitting next to him, "So, uhm, rad piercing?"
  Amy shyly put an arm over her chest, giggling hysterically and stuffing a paw in her mouth.
  "I'm guessing Tyra?" I meant her oldest sister, the one that inherited the psycho-crazy trait like her.
  "Yup, my birthday last year," Amy checked her watch, the only thing she was wearing, and nodded, "About time."
  "Time for what?"
  As if on cue, the intercom went off.
  "All 8th Graders who signed on for the high-school tour, please report to the bus depot now. Repeat, all 8th Graders who..."
  "Well, let's get this show on the road," Amy stood straight, hooking her arm around my waist, "Ready to make some jaws drop, slut?"
  "No," I whined, then put my arm around Tommy's waist next, "Protect us, big strong wolf?"
  "Nah, but I'll try not to, like, perv too much on y'all," Tommy smiled big, glancing again at the stud shining on Amy's chest and whispering, "Is she always this crazy?"
  "I am, and my hearing's good too," Amy smirked, and I realized what else that meant.
  "Wait, you..." Tommy's eyes widened, he realized too and started to blush, "I-I never... I didn't... y-you-"
  "You gotta puss, so what?" Amy shrugged, ducking under my chin to beam and wink at the poor blushing wolf, "Best of both worlds, if you ask me, T!"
  I stepped out from between them both, grinning huge as Amy reached and held onto Tommy's paw. I grabbed onto her other one, unable to keep from giggling as Tommy shyly nuzzled his head to Amy's.
  "You two are the cutest couple," I said, walking with them to the bus-depot, smacking Amy across her bubble butt for good measure, "Seriously, how did you win that in just four seconds."
  "Ooo, happy five second anniversary!" Amy laughed, then kissed Tommy right on the muzzle.
  Tommy didn't even respond, he just held her maw with both of his paws and kissed her full-on. The rest of our grade cheered and whooped as they came out, partly at Amy's bare-fur but also how Tommy had a paw on her butt and squeezed!
  "Happily ever after," I thought outloud, snorting again.
  "You're friends are freaks," a familiar voice laughed behind me and I nearly jumped out of my fur, "Hah, the Dire Wolf strikes again."
  "T-Toni! I..." I turned and looked down at her, I'd never realized I was actually a little taller than her, though she was still much larger all around, "Look, that nickname-"
  "Later," she waved it off, digging in her pocket while nodding to Tommy and Amy, "Think you can leave the lovebirds alone when we get 'cross town?"
  "Uhhh, I guess, why?"
  She didn't say anything, just pulled out bundle of pin fabric and shoved it in my paws.
  "You'll see enough of the school later. Follow me right off the bus, don't say anything stupid, and try not to flirt with everyone, nudist fox."
  "Excuse me, I don't flirt with-" I unwrapped the bundle and realized I was holding a hat, a beret in fact, "Wait, am I in?"
  "No, but thanks for ruining the suspense," Toni smirked, giving my butt a hard claws-out smack before walking off, "Follow, Don't speak, Don't flirt, remember!"
  "I... okay?" I stared at the hat, my butt stinging.
  [Fortune favors the bold,] Mr. Greene had said, and here was proof of it.
  "Faye, the bus is here, c'mon!" Amy shouted, sounding out of breath from giggles and murrs while Tommy laughed and cuddled Amy even closer to his chest, "Hurry up, ya crazy naked fox!"
  "I'm hurrying, ya nutty nude mouse!" I called back, pulling the pink beret on and tucking my ears in, a perfect fit, "Ready or not, bitch, here I come!"
  I jumped onto the bus, waving at the renewed cheers and whistles that came my way. It would only be worse at the high-school, they had no idea they were about to see two nude babes walking their halls.
  But me? I learned my lesson already.
  Fortune favors the bold, and I was about to cash in all I'd earned so far
(To Be Continued...?)