She surfaced and gasped.
Mondays ended with PE for her. Currently that meant swimming.
She loved to swim, the feeling of water around her, how it distorted everything just a bit.
The familiar terrestrial sounds warped and deadened, objects moved differently.
She desperately wanted to learn to dive, but the only centre was miles away from home. Too far for it to be practical to visit regularly.

She shook off her head slightly, ears flopping.
The teacher and lifeguard let them stay after school with parents' permission, the place was open to the public after school hours, so it was that short transitional time they could take up.

She always tried to stay late when swimming.
She didn't like changing around the other girls.
Even though she changed in the small shower/changing cubicles rather than the big open space the others did she still hated undressing near others.

She wore the school's standard one piece with a pair of the boys shorts over the top.
It wasn't wildly uncommon, but in her year she was one of maybe two who wore shorts as well.
The folds and lumps of flesh didn't quite show if she tucked herself in, but the fear of them slipping and moving, becoming obvious made her wear the shorts.
It had only really become an issue in the last few months as she grew, and she knew soon enough she'd have to always wear shorts and looser clothes.
She had taken to wearing boxer style underwear when she had PE or sports afternoons.
Already used to changing fast and hiding much of her body this made little difference.
The other girls hardly noticed her change.
Hardly noticed her generally.
If they interacted with her it was dismissive and rude.
It was like they sensed her taint.
The dark stains on her soul, that she was damaged and not worth their time.
She didn't really mind it.
She had a friend, and she was enough.

Pulling herself out of the pool the young retriever girl scurried to the changing rooms, slowing as she reached the zigzag entrance to listen.
Silence.
Dashing in she retrieved her bag and hurried to the shower cubicles.
She yearned to use the open showers and changing room with the others.
To be normal in at least that way.
But she knew it wouldn't work.
The school had offered her to use the small staff changing room, or the disabled toilet/changing room near it.
But the decision was made to not unless it became an issue.
A few officials had suggested she use the mens but that was dismissed for the desire to help her fit in.

She pulled the top of the fur tight swimming costume down, letting it hang loose over her hips as she washed off the chlorine from the pool.

She liked the showers here.
At home her and her brother shared a bathtub shower.
Their parents had a stand alone shower plate, but the two pups were not allowed to use it.
Plus, no one would rush her to get out here.
She quietly scrubbed.
Still alert but feeling about as safe as she ever did.
She was at school and had locked the door.
People generally didn't barge in on that in public.

Then she wasn't.
It happened fast.
The lock was slid and three girls bundled in.
Two grabbed her and pinned her to the cubicle's wall,
The shower controls digging into her back.
One of them slipped a school tie over her muzzle as a gag.
She struggled and managed to knock them away slightly
The third punched her hard in the diaphragm, knocking the wind out of her.
The first two managed to get her pinned back against the wall as she wheezed.
The world swam back into focus.

The girls were from her class and still in their swimming costumes.
They were most often mean to her relative to the other cubs.
They weren't popular,
Not unpopular.
In such a small school it was hard to be as actively unpopular as she was.
They got invited to the parties and such, but were not liked enough to be invited to hang out at other times.
The girl who had hit her was a zebra mare, one girl on her arm was a vixen, the other holding the tie was a spotted feline.

The zebra sneered at the young retriever bitch as she inspected her.
Made a harsh comment about her flat chest and narrow hips.
How unwomanly she was.
The others didn't have much either, but had started to develop more than she had.
Then she came to the shorts.

The retriever only removed them at the last moment to dry off and dress.
Keeping her shameful daemon hidden as long as she could.

The zebra stepped up to her.
Insulted her looks again.
Questioned why she was wearing the boys shorts.
She had heard a rumour the bitch was actually a dog.
She curled neatly manicured fingers around the front of the pups waistband.

Yanked hard down.
Using a muscular leg to stomp the garments the rest of the way before she looked down.
The other two took that as permission to also look.
The pup was frozen.
Exposed completely.

It took the intruders a moment to parse what they saw.

The wrinkled flat bulge of an equine sheath, not the expected tube of a canine.
They also didn't expect the lack of balls. Instead the cocks wrinkled sheath flowed down to a prominent mons and pussy.
A few wisps of peach fuzz graced the pups crotch.

The girls stared.
The feline had no idea what she was looking at.
The zebra exclaimed the pup was even more of a freak than they thought.
The fleshy deformation was indeed a cock, but a horse cock, and then a pussy.
The bitch was a herm.
The girls recoiled.

They had expected to find the binary lines blurred by a cock and balls,
Or just an ugly pussy.
Those they could easily make themselves offended by,
Humiliate and bully over
Whip up a furore over.
But this, this was not something they had anticipated.
Failed entirely to account for.

The pup let out a pathetic whimper,
Tears of humiliation she didn't know she was shedding rolled down her cheeks.

Of all the humiliation and hurt in her life, this was the worst somehow.
And she knew just the beginning.
The girls would tell people.
Their parents.
Their parents who would complain about whatever they twisted her into:
A man
A boy
A freak and pervert.
They would speak to the school.
Demand action to protect their cubs.
Somebody do something.
Something cruel and unkind.

Her tail tried to curl up and around to hide her shame but was trapped by the vixen.

The vixen spoke up,
Suggested further humiliation.
Depersonalising the terrified retriever girl and turning her into an object.
They could blackmail the retriever.
She had condoms in her bag (afterall she didn't want to touch the freak directly) but maybe they could have some fun.
It had a cunt afterall.
And that was a horse cock.
So maybe the cunt could fit things like a mare could.
Maybe it fucked itself.
How big was the dick.
Maybe they could get pictures.

The zebra agreed,
Sent the vixen off to get her things.

The feline helped to shove the poor puppy girl down to the floor.
They didn't turn the shower off, simply dragging the girl out the stream,
The sound masking their actions

The vixen returned holding her phone and a clutch of condoms.

The retriever had never seen one outside of sex ed.
When the monsters attacked they just went in bare.
Why any girl their age was carrying around condoms she didn't know.
Didn't want to know.

Grabbing the phone the zebra tapped at the screen.
It was the latest model,
Big glossy faux rose gold.
She commanded the vixen to search the retrievers' bags.
There was bound to be something there they could use.

For now she contented herself with threatening the girl.
No screams,
No yells,
No fighting or thrashing
If the pup did, it would all be over for her.

Explained in detail how they'd tell everyone a big scary herm had tried to rape them after school.
Had snuck into the changing room and tried to force its disgusting lust upon the poor helpless girls.
How they'd tell everyone that quiet pup with no friends was a sex crazed rapist herm.
About the pup's horse dick.
How big and scary it was.
Clearly like those quiet cub you hard on foreign news to cracked and attacked people, the bitch was deranged

After explaining every detail the zebra filmed over the pinned girl.
Commentary dripping with disgusted hate.
How the retriever didn't even have tits.
A sharp clawed grope from the feline illustrated the hardly a palms worth of flesh.
How the young pup was still androgynous.
Boyish.
Masculine.
Male.
So male it had a cock.
Not just any cock.
A horse cock.

The zebra lingered and moved the camera around,
Holding a hand outstretched to illustrate the size of it soft.
Speaking as an equine with several brothers she reckoned it was probably the same size as a colt their age.
The feline couldn't give an opinion, having no siblings.
The vixen leaned in, commenting it looked bigger than the boys she'd seen who weren't colts,
Even that some colts were smaller.

With a cruel laugh the trio mocked and taunted the puppy.
Grabbing the blunt tip of the retrievers equine shame she pulled, drawing out the soft, pliable meat.
Unfurling the flesh up and up.
Until she tugged and the pup yelped.
The soft shaft was now fully unfurled from its sheath.
Towering over the small puppy girls crotch as the girls marvelled at the shaft.
Time froze as they looked on in shock.
That such a small pup had such a big cock.
Even soft it was huge.

The zebra slowly panned down in silence.
Showing just how large the fleshy shame was.

The pup whimpered pathetically.
Eyes screwed shut, she wished for this to end,
To not be real,
To be a horrific dream.
A hallucination, that she had fallen and hit her head and was seeing nothing real.
But it wasn't.
It was all real and happening to her.
The one place she'd always hoped to be safe: school.

The felines eyes were wide,
Astonished at the size of the pup.
She didn't really have anything against the girl.
The girl was just an outcast,
A subject of mocking and ridicule.
Hell she hardly knew anything about the pup.
Just that to fit in she had to behave like this.
Her weak will, hidden sadistic streak, and desire to follow the brash zebra lead her to this.

The vixen though.
She revelled in the cruelty.
She didn't care about the pup
Didn't know anything about her either.
Just it was fun to torment her.
To other and shame her.
And this.
This was the ultimate humiliation she could think of and get away with so far.
But she had more plans.
The zebra may have been the leader, but the vixen was the creative mind behind the tortures.

Releasing the shaft it flopped onto the pinned girls stomach.
Just being handled had provided enough additional flow to keep it from properly returning to its folds.
So it lay mostly flaccid on soft fur.

The vixen had shoved a bottle of shower gel into one of the condoms.
If the girl complained or got sick from its sudsy exterior that would be a possible mark against them.
Handing it to the zebra she knelt on the pups arm, grinding her cunt slightly against it.
The whole thing was turning her on.
The others couldn't see how hot it was making her sadistic vixen,
Still concealed by her swimming costume was her swollen cunt.
She helped pin the pup with the feline as the zebra moved to insert the bottle.
She made some comments about it being shop budget brand.
How everything about the pup was gross.
How such a vile thing could attend their prestigious school.

Phone in one hand, bottle in the other the zebra pressed the blunt cylinder against her victims lips.
With some wiggling it started to slip in.
With a hard shove it sank in. Vanishing up to the curve at the top.
The pup howled in pain.
The vixen managed to clamp her hands hard over the girl's bound muzzle enough to muffle it slightly, but anyone listening too hard would have heard something.

The pups chest heaved as she felt the bottle lodge within her.
It wasn't as large as most of the things the monsters at home would force into her,
But being so unexpected,
So unprepared she had tensed up.
Her muscles tight and afraid.

The trio mocked how easily it went in.
How the pup must be a freakish pervert who fucked itself with it's own dick to so easily take the bottle.
The zebra pumped and worked it inside the smaller canine.
This naturally brought forth an unwanted reaction.

Trying to think of anything,
Everything.
Something to stop the inevitable.
Her cock started to harden slowly.
Extending and thickening
It lay hard along her stomach.
Throbbing slightly, standing just off her stomach occasionally.
It hadn't grown much, but was noticeable in being hard.

The girls had to stifle screams of horrified laughter.
The thing they had found was enjoying this!
You couldn't get a boy hard if they weren't enjoying themselves,
So the belief held.
So why would the freak herm be any different.

The camera flicked and wobbled as they debated the next steps.
The vixen was convinced the pup could suck itself off.
So it was with threats they released the girl and ordered her to suck her own dick.
Uncomfortably curling over she could just about get the tip and a bit of the shaft in.
Not content the girls pushed her over, down onto her back and shoulders,
Ass and stretched cunt now on view in the air, the abused girl was able to take more in.
This also provided a better view for the voyeur lens of the camera.
Showing the girl's ass and the bottle lodged in her.

The vixen returned.
This time with a can of fur spray in a condom.

They pushed more on the bottle.
Now lodged in only with the very top of the bottle gaping the retrievers cookie,
White plastic standing out within the red-pink of flesh.

Content it was all the way in, the girls began to spit on the pups pucker.
They knew they'd need some lube, but porn had shown them a bit of spit would be enough for a slag freak like the herm girl below them.
Kneeling to hold the pup still and up the feline watched as the fox and zebra worked the can at their victims hole.
It took a bit of force but the blunt metal base soon battered its way in.
The girl screamed again.
This time muffled by her own cock and the feline's thighs.

The metal can tore into her tight young ass.
Burning pain as it forced its way in shot thought her.
She choked and gagged on her cock as she was folded over,
The world spinning as her lungs compressed in the awkward position and cock blocked her throat, slick feline crotch her nose.

And still the camera watched.
The zebra and vixen marvelled at just how much the bitch could take.
The can eventually lodged about three quarters into the pup's straining anus.

Stepping back they let her go.
Releasing the tie from her muzzle, they inspected the girl.
She thumped to one side and started to curl up.
The vixen gave her a sharp kick in the abdomen, telling her to uncurl, let them see her.

She obeyed.
Lying below them on the cold damp tiles, sobbing uselessly.

The feline wanted to leave to use the toilet.
Knowing she'd not return the zebra, egged on by the vixen, ordered her to piss on the pup.
That was how disgusting animals marked territory and property.
How they showed hierarchy.

So that was how they should put this thing in its place.
It was a disgusting animal.
It didn't even fight back, just let them abuse it.
Getting pissed on and raped was probably the most attention anyone paid to it.

Looking uncomfortable the feline started to kneel, but was instead forced down over the head of the prone retriever.
The vixen used her foot to push the abused girl onto her back.
They made eye contact for the first time.
The cat's deep brown eyes meeting the pups grey-green.
The feline couldn't deny the sadistic thrill of this, but still felt bad about it.
She mouthed her apologies as she slid her swimming costumes crotch to the side.
With a grunt she let out a trickle, then a torrent of piss.
Despite everything, the retriever was thankful
The girl clearly drank plenty of water.
The piss was light and almost clear.

The vixen knelt down and embraced the feline.
Her own hand worked round to gently stroke over the cats clit.
The feline mewed softly
Made a half hearted attempt to shake the vixen off.
But the vixen was eager.
Commanding the prone canine to lick her friends pussy.

Threats were made to both the feline and canine to get them to comply.
Cautiously, with a sigh of resignation, the pup slowly washed her tongue over the cats pussy.
Like hers only a fine down covered the girls sex.
Unlike hers it was fairly average looking and proportioned.
The camera capturing this all the while

The zebra meanwhile was working the shower gel and deodorant cans like dildos.
Before straddling the pups hips she rolled a condom down the shameful hardon.
Smirking to her coconspirators about how the cat was mewling and enjoying herself the bitch clearly had experience eating pussy.

This elicited more pointed speculation from the zebra and fox.
Clearly the freak was a pervert.
Maybe a cheap whore.
Why else would it be so good at oral and taking shit in its holes.
So resigned and nonresistant to their assault.
Noone would want to fuck it unless they where degenerate freaks too.
And only degenerate freaks used whores,
Why else would they not be able to have sex with someone without paying.

With a snort the equine aligned her teardrop snatch with the herm girls blunt cock and lowered herself.

Once hilted, the vixen, still stroking her friend's pussy while watching, asked how it felt.
The zebra dismissed that it was fine, no different to a dildo.
Her boyfriend was better of course.
But he wasn't some deranged freak.
Maybe she could get him to fuck the cunt.
If it wanted to pretend it was a girl, maybe they should treat it like one.
Get a real man to fuck it
Rape the stupid thing.
Impregnate it.
Then it would know how it was to be an actual woman.

The zebra rode the cock hard, the vixen encouraging both her and the feline she was flogging off to cum.
It didn't last long.
So desperate and excited by their molestation of the pup the zebra shuddered and let out a soft squeaking bray.

Pulling off the zebra commended on how the welp hadn't finished.
Maybe it couldn't.
It had no balls.
That just made it even more of a freak.

She started to work the bottles.
Getting the fox to fetch more stuff.
The vixen returned with the pups pencil case.
Several pens and pencils were shoved into the pups holes in addition to the objects already straining them.
Then they both noticed the tip of the herms cock.
The prominent urethra of an equine cock.

With an evil grin they tugged the condom off.
Dropping it on the pup.

The feline had closed her eyes.
Trying to exclude herself from the situation and enjoy how expert the pup between her legs was at eating her out.

The other two held the shaft and started to insert a pen into its opening.
Thrusting it slightly.
The ministrations and handling finally had effect.
After all, a sizable object had been pressing into her g-spot/prostate and internal glands as they stroked it.
Near any cock would eventually cum from that.
And cum it did.
The herms cum oozed then shot out.
The pen having been removed as they looked for a bigger one to shove in.

Feeling the canine move the cat opened her eyes.
The sight of the impressive member shooting out thick cum was enough to drive her over.
She came quietly and fast.
Purring and spacing out she sagged back against the wall.

Shocked by the force and volume of cum the two girls lurched back.
They exclaimed their disgust and shock.
The camera shakily catching all the action.

Hearing sounds from beyond the cubicle they realised it was time to flee.

They had enough proof the puppy was more of a freak than they hoped for.
Enough material to abuse her with
Torment her over
Maybe ruin her life.

Rolling onto her side as the girls hurried out, the pup sobbed silently.
The hard tiles warmed by her long presence on them.
Now even at school there would be monsters.
It was as if she was contaminated with some kind of pheromone
Marked out as beneath contempt.
As prey to the monsters prowling around.
At home.
At some family houses,
“Friends” houses
Spots in-between
Here too now.
The last bastion of relative safety.

She sobbed.
Everything was over.
If the girls spread word her parents and the monsters at home would disappear her.
Would take her away from everything and shut her up like the hideous creature she was.

She lay there a few minutes, unable to move.
Soon the noises from outside grew, and she had to leave.
Her parents would notice eventually she was late.
She liked those pens and pencils.
The spray and fur wash.
Pulling them out she watched a messy ooze of blood flow slightly away into the shower.

She scrubbed herself.
She'd not feel clean any time soon.

It was Monday.
She had the whole week to face.