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The mountain air was refreshingly cold and the wide view of the old black forest surrounding the Academy, as well as the frosty mountains even further up, were stunning. Even so she felt uncomfortable being out in the open, without any trees to shield her. Pulling one of her gloves down she quickly checked her watch. Nodding to herself she got back up and began to jog to the changing rooms, on two legs instead of four. At the end of the practise field she tossed the tennis ball into the wide collection tube before taking off the bag tied to her back and pouring in dozens of other balls from her time playing. Once it was empty she hung it up next to a row of many others. \n\nStepping inside the changing rooms she pulled off the form fitting sports uniform and left it on the bench before going into one of the shower units. The glass tinted slightly as the door closed. She then turned on the water, cold and high pressure like a waterfall. 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I could tell you so many stories of what goes on in band camps that it would even make you blush.” \n\n“If being horny and musical talent are connected, that would explain why you can play the piano so well.”\n\n“I am not disputing that although I would argue that I play the ‘Brandy’ even better. And that one does not even require both hands to make some wonderfully sweet music.” \n\nBrandy bit her lip as she continued to text back and forth for a few minutes. Realizing she was getting distracted however she put her phone down and continued to get dressed. Her uniform was one of comfort. Thick furred boots, thin tights that showed off her slender legs, and a skirt just short enough to be playful without being distasteful. On the top half she wore a t-shirt and an open blazer, with a scarf wrapped around her neck to complete the style. \n\nShe took a brush and smoothed down her hair and long fuzzy ears before finally clipping a hair ornament to the base of one of her ears. A metal leaf that she never parted from for long. \n\nLeaving the changing rooms from the opposite end she walked through hallways made of marble and steel, with so many skylights and windows that it bathed the entire length in natural sunlight. A small robot slowly chased after her, cleaning the specs of dirt left behind from her shoes, but never daring to get within 10ft of her. She passed by work out centers, pools, gyms of every description before finally getting to the tramways. It was like a train station but located purely indoors and with sleek pale metal decorating every inch of it. Brandy waved her wrist over the scanner and a small blue light came on. It took no longer than 20 seconds for a small round tram to quietly roll up to her, it seated no more than 5 at a time and seemed to be made of glass and plastics in equal measure. \n\nOnce she had sat down the door closed and the screen lit up. It showed the layout of the Academy as a whole. Brandy was currently at the Sports Complex but outside of that there was the central Dorms, with two cafeterias, enough housing for over 1200 students, and dozens of recreational play areas. The Academic Labs, with a huge half digital library, computers, science labs and engineering alike. The Gallery, a source of raw inspiration for any budding artist be it in the ways of painting, carving, music or acting. And lastly the Staff Housing, an area not allowed by students where all the staff and teachers live. Brandy tapped the Dorms area on the screen and the tram began to smoothly glide along the magnetic rails. \n\nThe Sports Complex sits further away from the central Dorms than other areas due to the large fields and need for open space. The mostly flat ground on the foot of the mountain proved to be a perfect fit. The Dorms meanwhile are situated further up the mountain and are built into the side of an extensive cliff face. The views are stunning, the air pristine, and due to having a mix of species it allows the ones who prefer subterrain living conditions an easy way to interact with the above grounders. \n\nGetting off at the larger, central tramway hub, Brandy made her way up a few escalators and across a skyway before taking an elevator down to the lower Dorms. Unlike common apartments these personal rooms and living space were built in a communal way. With a central living space connecting the two dozen rooms across two floors. Twelve above, twelve below. The central living space was large and served to let the many students a way to hang out without travelling far. The TV alone was massive, like something you would see in a stadium. While the two huge, rounded, sofas that let twenty sit comfortably always had someone lazing about on them. Others laid down mats to practise yoga on, others still just sat around on cushions to study together. \n\nBrandy walked past them all, down to room 12S which sat at the end of the right side’s lower row. She waved her wrist in front of a small box beside the door and it beeped, clicked, and opened automatically. Stepping inside, it closed and locked behind her. She sighed. The Academy was the best money could buy, pristine, luxury, open and comfortable, but intimidating for all the same reasons. It felt like standing in someone else’s home, where every object around you was unique and worth more than your fur. \n\n“Welcome back.”\n\nBourbon said as hopped up to her and wrapped his arms around her legs in a hug. He was a small rabbit, compared to her anyway, with shorts and an equally short sleeve buttoned shirt. She placed a hand on his head to return the gesture, but in turn ended up pushing his face further into her skirt. \n\n“Dinner is almost done, go take it easy.”\n\nBourbon said as he looked up to her with a cute smile. He took her gym bag and hopped away, leaving Brandy to hang up her blazer and put her boots away on the shoe rack. Although most of the various paw wear only belonged to her.\n\nFront the entrance hall she moved forward into the living room, before sitting down on the plush sofa. Letting out a groan of comfort Brandy put her paws up on the coffee table and stretched her arms out until her back cracked just a little. \n\n“Classes start in two days, have you sorted everything out yet?”\n\n“Not yet, Cottonball, not yet. I have at least learned the layout of the school by now and got all the general data files but the library has been busy with the increase in students. And no, none of the clubs have been welcoming either.” \n\n“Their loss, but I am sure you will find some out of class activity that can bolster your grades.”\n\nBourbon called back from the kitchen as he threw her gym uniform’s top in the laundry machine. Pulling out her shorts he buried his face in them for a moment before throwing them in as well.\n\n“I wanted to keep Fetch to just a fun thing on the side but it looks like I might have to enter the tryouts on Monday if nobody else will take me.”\n\n“If you are sure, I know you will be excellent at it at the very least.”\n\n“Yeah, at least they won’t be able to refuse me on my ability for once.”\n\n“You will do wonderfully, but do consider other options before you make the final choice. This Academy has many options, and not all are so easily found.” \n\nBrandy hummed to herself in agreement. This Academy was huge, hundreds of rooms, thousands of students, and each main facility was so far away you needed a tram to get to it easily. There could be any number of dangerous, illegal, or simply stupid things going on at any minute of the day or night. Not that you would need to go looking in every storage closet to find something strange.\n\nHer nose twitched as a delicious smell wafted by. Her ears picking up a faint sizzle from the kitchen. Coconut oil, while solid in the jar when it heats up it melts instantly and releases a strong smell before fading away. Despite the smell when melting, it leaves no aftertaste making it an excellent and more heather oil to cook with. Among other uses. Brandy leaned her head back as she focused on the smells. Vegetables were next, green beans and asparagus, shallow fried with shallots before mixing in some garlic butter. Next came the main focus of the meal. Steak, done rare with one side slightly more crisp than the other. \n\n“Someone’s in a good mood. Something special happened while I was out?”\n\nBrandy asked as Bourbon returned with the food plated on one hand, and a bottle of wine in the other. He placed both on the table before hopping over and getting two glasses from the cabinet near the sofa. \n\n“Distance only makes the heart grow fonder, and you have been on your feet all week. Perhaps having an evening off could do wonders to help settle your eyes on the next goal.” \n\n“Or maybe I could just take the weekend off and get some well deserved time in bed. With my ankles behind my ears no doubt?”\n\nBrandy smirked as she cut the steak into three large pieces. \n\n“Why must you always tarnish my romance with such vulgarity?”\n\nBrandy continued to smirk as Bourbon poured the now aired wine into the glasses. She swallowed one piece of her steak and leaned a little closer to him. \n\n“To keep you humble.”\n\n“Humble?”\n\n“Mhm, all this romance and fine rib eye steak is delightful but I know that if I just let you strut around feeling like a well hung fox in the hen house you might start thinking I am too easy.”\n\n“So, you do not want a back massage in the bath and ninety minutes of passionite sex on whichever piece of furnature you desire?”\n\n“Touche.” \n\nWith brandy eating chunks of the steak with every bite Bourbon made sure to drink half of his wine outright before going to run the bath for her. Leaving the comfy living room he slid open the door to the bathroom and walked across the cool tiles to the large tub. It was big enough to fit two, maybe three, canines and even had a set of small stairs at the side to help the smaller species get in. \n\nStepping up he turned on the hot and cold water in equal measure before turning his attention to several ceramic jars full of perfumed powders and oils. He picked out a few things, some to help with cleaning of the fur and body, others to help relax the muscles and soothe the mind. Including a little shiny bone shaped oil bead that would slowly melt over time. Once he was done he let the water continue to rise while stripping off his own clothes and neatly placing them on a small unit near the sink. His eyes turned to the living room for a second before glancing back to the sink. Hopping over he climbed up a few steps to look at himself in the mirror. \n\nHe tested his breath, looked over his teeth and rubbed the fur on his cheek a few times. Opening the mirror he took a swig of mouthwash, stopped for a moment to think, and then took another, before putting the bottle back. Grabbing a comb he kept at the back he wet it and brushed his fur over a few times before he realized that he was about to take a bath. Putting it back he quietly closed the mirror and hopped down to the bath. \n\nHe checked the water, turned off the cold and let the hot run a little longer. Stepping over the side he lowered himself into the water. While the bath was large, it had seat-like steps of various sizes going along the inside. He started out on one that let him stand waist deep before moving to another so he could sit neck deep in the increasingly hot, seasoned, water. A minute later he turned the water off. Relaxing for a few minutes his eyes soon turned to the towels hanging nearby. Reaching over he took one down and folded it into a headrest before returning to his spot in the water. \n\nIt was quiet. The thick walls between each housing unit meant that even if the neighbors were playing music on max and having violent amounts of fun with half of the other neighbors, they would never hear a thing. Bourbon waited and sure enough Brandy appeared, a glass of wine in either hand and nothing between. She took her time slowly walking over before she placed the glasses on the side of the bath and swung her long legs over the side. She groaned, loudly, from the heat of the water and then moaned as she sank down deep. \n\nBrandy lay her head back onto the folded towel and sighed contently. Thanks to the underwater steps the pair sat more or less at the same height to each other.\n\n“I know I tease, but it means a lot to me that I have someone that I can come home to and rely on when I am not feeling the best.” \n\n“I am always happy to go that extra mile for you, Brandy.”\n\nShe smiled and after a moment turned her eyes towards him. Sitting up again she reached over with a wet hand and cupped the soft fur of his face. He leaned over and Brandy met him half way, making it easy for him but never being the one to close the last inch. He did not flirt, or tease, and instead went straight for her tongue. She hummed pleasurably as he stroked and played with her wider, canine, tongue with his own. Bourbon took his time, savoring the differences in anatomy before wandering away and licking her teeth. Her fangs. \n\nStepping onto her lap for a better angle Bourbon took hold of her head with one hand while the other held her shoulder for balance. He continued to get rougher, sucking and rolling around her mouth at his leisure. Brandy tried her best not to smirk and let him know what she was thinking, she instead opened one eye to take a look at him. Furrowed brows and deep concentration told her everything. After closing her eye she dipped a hand deep into the water, once she found where his leg was she ran it all the way up to his underside. Gently she cupped his balls before continuing to run her hand up to his throbbing, heated, erection. It twitched gently as she traced her fingers along the underside. Grasping it with her hand she pulled and squeezed, causing him to adjust the way he stood on her legs. Without breaking the kiss Bourbon took his hand off her face and dipped it into the water. He traced her shoulder and came to a stop on her breast, small and almost flat due to her species, but delightfully soft and supple. \n\nWith the air shared between them growing thin and hot Brandy let go of Bourbon’s dick and moved her hand to his chest. It took him a few more sweet moments but he broke away from her, a mixture of drool and sweat running down his face. \n\n“How was dinner?”\n\nBrandy asked as she licked her lips. \n\n“Bountiful and exotic.”\n\n“Hm, yeah. I would love some dessert though.”\n\n“Coming right up.”\n\nAs he pushed her a little further into the water Brandy reclined back and rested her head once more on the towel. When Bourbon stepped off her legs and onto the side of the bath she took a relaxed, lounging position under the water. Stepping over her head Bourbon turned and gently knelt down, making sure his knees did not press on either of her long and fluffy ears. His paws hung over the side of the bath, onto her shoulders, while his dick sat on her cool nose. \n\nThe motion was smooth. As he lifted himself up, and used a hand to point his twitching dick down, Brandy opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. He lowered himself, sliding over the length of her tongue, until that cool nose rested comfortably on his stomach.\n\n“Good girl.”\n\nBourbon whispered as he scratched one of Brandy’s ears and ruffled her hair. Under the water her tail swished back and two playfully while her legs also parted. She rested both hands between them as Bourbon started moving.\n\nSlowly he rocked back and forth, barely pulling out at all as he slid over her thick canine tongue. A content grin formed across his fuzzy features. Hands grasping her hair softly. Brandy loved the way he savoured the moment, taking it slow, taking it gentle, so that he could feel everything and let it all soak in. She did not suck on him yet for this same reason, with her tongue resting on her lower lip it allowed the sweet oily water to wash away and be replaced with much more natural rabbit flavors.\n\nAs the heat of the bath soaked into Brandy it caused her every breath to grow hotter and hotter. Her hands moved and played with herself under the water, causing her breaths to become slower, and deeper. Bourbon of course savored all of these evolving details but while he had patience to spare, Brandy did not. She pulled a hand free from herself and raised it out of the water to hold Bourbon’s behind. Pushing him forward she pinned him between nose and hand so that he could not move, before closing her mouth. Slowly she lapped at him. Softly stroking the underside of his erection to begin but every so often she would suck in and press him between her soft tongue and the rougher palette at the roof of her mouth. He would hiss and grasp her hair as she did so but just as he began to grow harder and hotter she dropped her hand back into the water and stopped her motions completely. \n\nBourbon whined and pushed himself against her nose in frustration, the primal parts of his instincts taking over for just a moment until his higher thoughts came back. Wasting no more time he pulled himself back, angled his hips, grabbed her ears, and thrusted hard in her mouth. Each one was quick, sharp and sudden, a classic example of how bunnies preferred to get it done. Fast. Canines lacked the agility to match the same speed but they did share many of the same preferences. \n\nAs Bourbon ground his teeth and furiously rubbed himself with every soft part of his girlfriend’s mouth, Brandy lay quite content and relaxed. Her masturbation becoming slow and deep due to the water making movements harder. She was not attempting to find release, no, her mind was between Bourbon and the soothing heat of the water.\n\nAs his thrusting became quick and his rhythm started to break down Brandy took both of her hands and held him, not stopping him completely but slowing him enough that he did not become sexually blinded. A common problem with rabbits. They become focused so intently on release that they start to filter out the things you need to get it, such as the texture of her tongue, the heat of her lips, the way she softly suckled as he pushed in. By slowing him down Bourbon only got more aroused, more heated. He could feel everything now and it all felt better than before. \n\nPanting and letting out little squeaky moans Bourbon’s shaking hands held Brandy tight. As he started to slow his thrusts Brandy started pushing him to keep moving, to keep the pace up. His heart fluttered and hammered. His dick twitched and flexed. And then suddenly he locked up, only Brandy’s hands kept him moving as he painted her with cum. She swallowed. Once, twice, three times, before the flow and her pushing came to a stop. The bathroom was quiet save for Bourbon’s labored breathing. Brandy gave him precious seconds before sitting up and pulling him free. With his paws on her shoulders and her hands holding him up Brandy dove in, sniffing and rubbing his dick before quickly licking and cleaning him. It was a quirk canines shared but with Brandy her feral desires were stronger than most. \n\nOnce he was clean she sank him down into the water and let him sit back to rest. She licked her lips and gave him a smile before ducking hre head into the water to make sure everything was clean. Coming up at the other end of the bath, she stood right up and stepped out of the tub.\n\n“Five minute break?”\n\n“Uh Uh.” \n\nBourbon muttered as he continued to breathe heavily in the steamy bathroom air. Brandy stepped into the middle of the room before dropping to her hands and shaking herself around, throwing most of the water from her fur. Now half dry she took a towel from the side and slung it around her shoulders, to stop her thicker hair from dripping water all over the floor.\n\nBourbon picked up both glasses of now warm wine sitting on the side and drank down everything that was left before offering them to Brandy. \n\nLeaving the bathroom Brandy let out a refreshing gasp as the colder, well ventilated, air washed over her fur. She shivered, and moaned, before continuing on her way into the kitchen. Opening up the fridge Brandy stood enjoying the even colder air for a moment before reaching in and getting a bottle of juice. After popping the top she gulped down half of it. It was sweet, a mix of berries that grew locally and were harvested daily. Saving the rest for Bourbon she put the bottle into the fridge and closed it. Her ears turned towards the bathroom, she could hear him moving around but still in the bathtub.\n\nPutting the empty wine glasses in the sink she looked over the plates and pans from dinner. Running some hot water she rinsed each out a few times before opening the dishwasher under the sink and loading them all into it. She set it to run and left the kitchen.\n\nThe bathtub gurgled as it began to drain and a moment later Bourbon stepped out of the bathroom. He had a towel around his waist, and another around his shoulders. With a third he gently rubbed ears before more quickly drying off his head. Once done he left it draped over his ears before using the one around his shoulders to dry the rest of himself. Between all three he quickly had himself dried and tidy. Taking each off, he folded them up and put them on the armchair before turning his eyes to Brandy who leaned against the sofa slowly drying her long, beautiful and golden ears. \n\nBourbon waltzed over to her quickly, took hold of her tail and gave it a gentle tug. Brandy stood up straight from the touch and then giggled as he began to pull her away from the sofa. She tossed her towel away as he led her around the coffee table once before coming to a stop on the other side of the living room. \n\n“Down.”\n\nHe commanded while pointing to the floor. Brandy followed his orders and got down onto her knees. While she was still a head taller than him it did allow the pair to look eye to eye with each other. Bourbon took a moment to do so before stepping close and grabbing her in a tight hug. He rested his head against her slender chest while his hands grabbed her ass and pushed her stomach against his own. Brandy made her stance wide in return and wrapped her arms around him, letting him enjoy the fantasy of being able to carry her. Even if he was far too small to do it for real. \n\nFreshly bathed bodies rubbed against each other, smooth and soft from the oils and salts. Brandy still felt hot, her canine biology easily retaining heat. She could only vent this from two places, one being her mouth which blew warm air past his ears, and the other being far lower. Even without making contact with this soft area Bourbon could feel the heat coming off it. It told him, without sight or smell or touch, that she was more than ready for him. \n\nWith a slight bend to the knees his dick slipped under her. Slowly he raised back up until he made contact with Brandy’s thick canine privates. The tip spread her open, Bourbon being so hard that it was impossible for him to slip to the side. Once he had buried himself a little deeper and found the right angle he leaned back, hands holding tight to her waist, before hopping upwards sharply. His hips made contact with her own roughly, her nails scratching along his shoulders as she growled lustfully from the intense first thrust. \n\nBourbon let gravity drop him back down, pulling most of the way out as he went, but as soon as his heel touched the floor he hopped straight back up onto his fluffy toes. Brandy let out a hot gasp as he continued to strike her like a hammer. Hard, precise, sharp smacks that hit her deeply. Clenched teeth soon loosened and her tongue hung free from her mouth, letting her breath hot musky air around his ears. Bourbon continued to fuck her with a stready and strong pace. Whenever he felt her relax he would crash into her harder, and when he had no more push to give he started to go faster instead. It was a tiring way to mate but with her breath coming fast and her hands holding him so tightly Bourbon knew she would not long. \n\nUnable to improve his movements Bourbon closed his eyes and focused on stamina, to keep control over himself as he worked to make Brandy happy. Her tail was already wagging and the hot air blowing over his ears only continued to get warmer with each breath. All too soon she let her head roll back, eyes staring up at the ceiling as her grip on him relaxed and her tail stopped wagging. Noticing the change Bourbon opened an eye to keep his attention on her. The change was small but noticeable as she grew quiet and still. Her insides got tighter, hotter, and while her mouth hung open she did not make a sound. It was like someone bracing themselves for a sneeze that just refused to come. \n\nBourbon let her continue to simmer and stir until she was almost boiling. Sure she was on the cliff’s edge and even trying to hold herself back he suddenly came to a stop as far inside of her as he could. Raising his hand out he gave her the hardest smack on her ass that he could manage. With her cork completely popped Brandy devolved into loud moaning and whines while incessantly grinding herself against him. It was difficult to stand his ground against her weight and lusty desires but she only needed a minute before she slowed down and went loose. They continued to hold each other in a heated hug for another minute before Brandy let him go. \n\n“Ugh, you’re such a sweetheart.”\n\nBrandy muttered before pushing him back a step and dropping down to her hands. Walking over to the coffee table she laid herself over it and glanced back at Bourbon, who stood still very hard. \n\n“Your turn.” \n\nBourbon hopped over quickly. Grabbing the base of her tail he stepped up and slid back inside of her slowly, taking all the time he wanted to enjoy every inch he owned. Brandy hummed quietly to herself as she placed her head comfortably on her arms and closed her eyes.\n\nAfter licking the sweat from his palm Bourbon gave her another, softer, swat on the rear. She clenched hard around him and he made sure to push deep as she did for the best effect. He was playing with her like the sweetest of instruments, plucking every string as he wanted. Drawing out every detail of her slender, beautiful, anatomy just so he could make these moments last but a few minutes more. Slower and slower he went until he was twitching inside of her, so very close to the end. He bit his lip and held her tight but as he approached the final steps in this dance he let go of indulgence and went for as much speed as he could. Even as he started to cum inside of her he continued to jackhammer into her. His head swam, eyes rolling. This was what he lived for. \n\nOnce he came back to his senses, Bourbon found himself lazing on Brandy’s back. He slowly lifted himself off her, letting his head clear before finally pulling out. He stepped around her and sat down on the coffee table to catch his breath. Brandy meanwhile grabbed her panties off the floor to make sure she did not leave a mess on the expensive carpet. After standing up she bent back down to give Bourbon a kiss on the forehead. Stretching herself out she spread her arms wide and rocked from the heel to her toes before shaking her fluffy ears left and right. \n\nMid way to the bathroom Brandy stopped, sniffed the air a few times, and turned to her lover.\n\n“Mindy is coming, do you mind taking care of that for me?”\n\n“Of course!”\n\nBourbon replied as he jumped off the coffee table and made haste. Wiping himself down with Brandy’s skirt he tossed it behind the sofa before reaching under it to find an emergency set of clothes. Shorts, shirt, he took a moment to make sure he looked casual and tidy before jogging to the front door. Before opening it he pressed the air fresher on the wall a few times and wiped some sweat from his face. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. \n\n“Mindy, to what do I owe the pleasure?”\n\n\nBourbon said as he opened the door. The girl in front of him was a German Shepard, a tall and imposing species but her thickly cut glasses and mousy personality helped greatly to offset the sharper features. \n\n“E-evening, Bourbon. I, um, have heard that Brandy was having trouble finding a club?”\n\n“To put it lightly, yes.”\n\n“I might have an idea for that, if you want.”\n\nMindy reached down and handed Bourbon a small pamphlet. At first he was worried it might be one of the odd cultish frat houses but looking it over, the truth was far more strange than his first guess. \n\n“Aromachology?”\n\n“Y-yeah, I noticed she always knows when people are coming or where they are. Just the other day she tracked me down from one end of the school to the other. I am sure you have noticed something too, as you… Live with her?”\n\n“Yeah, she even knew you were coming well before you rang the bell but I always thought that was something all canines could do.”\n\n“We all have good noses but some are even better. Mine is a little keen too, I can s-smell a lot of things others could’t… but um, well, Brandy is way better than anyone I have seen. I would be honored to have her in the Aromachology Club.” \n\n“I shall pass along the news and this interesting looking pamphlet, thank you Mindy.” \n\nMindy nodded a few times but lingered for a second, sniffing the air softly enough that Bourbon only could notice due to living with another canine. She cleared her throat, said good night quietly, and quickly ran off. Bourbon let out a sigh of relief before closing and locking up the front door. \n\nHe sat himself down on the sofa and unfolded the pamphlet. The idea behind the club was strange to him but as he read more of the information he started to understand how important of a science it was. Canines had the largest presence in police and military due to this ability, with some of the best ‘sniffers’ being able to track down someone from miles away or know where explosives were hidden. Some exceptional canine pets have even found impressive medical careers, literally able to smell cancer and illness within people without a single tool. No matter how odd of a concept it sounded at first, this was a rare and prestigious skill to have indeed. \n\nTossing the pamphlet onto the table he stood up and made his way to the bathroom. With the club problem possibly sorted he felt like it was a good time for a nice hot shower, and an extra long night relaxing with the finest type of Brandy. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Brandy panted as she cut a path through the grass. Hands deftly grasped passing logs as she vaulted over them and continued to sprint forward in zigs and zags. Her keen canine ears heard the click of machinery, the winding of gears, and a dull thunk as a ball was launched far into the air. She used her sense of hearing and smell alike to track that fuzzy ball as it sailed in a high arc though the sky. Just as it started to come back down to earth she zigged, dashed and twisted around to catch it perfectly in her teeth before landing in a clean roll. Standing up she took off her blindfold and spat out the ball. A content grin spread across her face as she looked across the huge distance she had travelled. It was almost as good as the professional Fetch players, although she only played for fun and exercise alike.

Wiping the sweat from her brow she sat down on the grass to catch her breath. The mountain air was refreshingly cold and the wide view of the old black forest surrounding the Academy, as well as the frosty mountains even further up, were stunning. Even so she felt uncomfortable being out in the open, without any trees to shield her. Pulling one of her gloves down she quickly checked her watch. Nodding to herself she got back up and began to jog to the changing rooms, on two legs instead of four. At the end of the practise field she tossed the tennis ball into the wide collection tube before taking off the bag tied to her back and pouring in dozens of other balls from her time playing. Once it was empty she hung it up next to a row of many others.

Stepping inside the changing rooms she pulled off the form fitting sports uniform and left it on the bench before going into one of the shower units. The glass tinted slightly as the door closed. She then turned on the water, cold and high pressure like a waterfall. Sighing she stretched and rolled her arms, her head and then her body around to loosen herself up. Once the water had washed away the grass and sweat she turned off the shower, bent down onto all fours, and shook herself around to quickly dry her fur. Standing up she returned to the changing rooms and gave herself a once over with a towel anyway to make sure her clothes didn’t get moist.

From her locker she got her clothes and a large rucksack to put her used gym uniform in. After giving herself a quick spray of perfume she slipped her panties back on and sat on the bench to check her phone. After going through the daily updates on the Academy’s online board and checking around the internet for a few personal updates she let out a sigh. Turning on the camera and raising the phone up high, she took a selfie of herself. The angle giving the photo a pleasant view of her gleaming fur and golden figure. With a playful smile and a welcoming wave she took a few more before bringing up the instant messenger.

“I am on my way home, hope your day has been better than mine.”

She wrote while also sending the picture with it.

Brandy put on her t-shirt and stockings before her phone beeped.

“Would you like me to run a bath for you?”

Brandy smiled.

“I am good, we can take one later. Food would be good.”

“Quite, I have just the thing. How did the music club go?”

“It turns out that my 2 months of practise is not up to their ‘playing since they were 4 years old’ standards.”

“Shame, but you know what they say about musicians.”

“What, I am curious.”

“A tendency to be quite perverse, if not completely degenerate. I could tell you so many stories of what goes on in band camps that it would even make you blush.”

“If being horny and musical talent are connected, that would explain why you can play the piano so well.”

“I am not disputing that although I would argue that I play the ‘Brandy’ even better. And that one does not even require both hands to make some wonderfully sweet music.”

Brandy bit her lip as she continued to text back and forth for a few minutes. Realizing she was getting distracted however she put her phone down and continued to get dressed. Her uniform was one of comfort. Thick furred boots, thin tights that showed off her slender legs, and a skirt just short enough to be playful without being distasteful. On the top half she wore a t-shirt and an open blazer, with a scarf wrapped around her neck to complete the style.

She took a brush and smoothed down her hair and long fuzzy ears before finally clipping a hair ornament to the base of one of her ears. A metal leaf that she never parted from for long.

Leaving the changing rooms from the opposite end she walked through hallways made of marble and steel, with so many skylights and windows that it bathed the entire length in natural sunlight. A small robot slowly chased after her, cleaning the specs of dirt left behind from her shoes, but never daring to get within 10ft of her. She passed by work out centers, pools, gyms of every description before finally getting to the tramways. It was like a train station but located purely indoors and with sleek pale metal decorating every inch of it. Brandy waved her wrist over the scanner and a small blue light came on. It took no longer than 20 seconds for a small round tram to quietly roll up to her, it seated no more than 5 at a time and seemed to be made of glass and plastics in equal measure.

Once she had sat down the door closed and the screen lit up. It showed the layout of the Academy as a whole. Brandy was currently at the Sports Complex but outside of that there was the central Dorms, with two cafeterias, enough housing for over 1200 students, and dozens of recreational play areas. The Academic Labs, with a huge half digital library, computers, science labs and engineering alike. The Gallery, a source of raw inspiration for any budding artist be it in the ways of painting, carving, music or acting. And lastly the Staff Housing, an area not allowed by students where all the staff and teachers live. Brandy tapped the Dorms area on the screen and the tram began to smoothly glide along the magnetic rails.

The Sports Complex sits further away from the central Dorms than other areas due to the large fields and need for open space. The mostly flat ground on the foot of the mountain proved to be a perfect fit. The Dorms meanwhile are situated further up the mountain and are built into the side of an extensive cliff face. The views are stunning, the air pristine, and due to having a mix of species it allows the ones who prefer subterrain living conditions an easy way to interact with the above grounders.

Getting off at the larger, central tramway hub, Brandy made her way up a few escalators and across a skyway before taking an elevator down to the lower Dorms. Unlike common apartments these personal rooms and living space were built in a communal way. With a central living space connecting the two dozen rooms across two floors. Twelve above, twelve below. The central living space was large and served to let the many students a way to hang out without travelling far. The TV alone was massive, like something you would see in a stadium. While the two huge, rounded, sofas that let twenty sit comfortably always had someone lazing about on them. Others laid down mats to practise yoga on, others still just sat around on cushions to study together.

Brandy walked past them all, down to room 12S which sat at the end of the right side’s lower row. She waved her wrist in front of a small box beside the door and it beeped, clicked, and opened automatically. Stepping inside, it closed and locked behind her. She sighed. The Academy was the best money could buy, pristine, luxury, open and comfortable, but intimidating for all the same reasons. It felt like standing in someone else’s home, where every object around you was unique and worth more than your fur.

“Welcome back.”

Bourbon said as hopped up to her and wrapped his arms around her legs in a hug. He was a small rabbit, compared to her anyway, with shorts and an equally short sleeve buttoned shirt. She placed a hand on his head to return the gesture, but in turn ended up pushing his face further into her skirt.

“Dinner is almost done, go take it easy.”

Bourbon said as he looked up to her with a cute smile. He took her gym bag and hopped away, leaving Brandy to hang up her blazer and put her boots away on the shoe rack. Although most of the various paw wear only belonged to her.

Front the entrance hall she moved forward into the living room, before sitting down on the plush sofa. Letting out a groan of comfort Brandy put her paws up on the coffee table and stretched her arms out until her back cracked just a little.

“Classes start in two days, have you sorted everything out yet?”

“Not yet, Cottonball, not yet. I have at least learned the layout of the school by now and got all the general data files but the library has been busy with the increase in students. And no, none of the clubs have been welcoming either.”

“Their loss, but I am sure you will find some out of class activity that can bolster your grades.”

Bourbon called back from the kitchen as he threw her gym uniform’s top in the laundry machine. Pulling out her shorts he buried his face in them for a moment before throwing them in as well.

“I wanted to keep Fetch to just a fun thing on the side but it looks like I might have to enter the tryouts on Monday if nobody else will take me.”

“If you are sure, I know you will be excellent at it at the very least.”

“Yeah, at least they won’t be able to refuse me on my ability for once.”

“You will do wonderfully, but do consider other options before you make the final choice. This Academy has many options, and not all are so easily found.”

Brandy hummed to herself in agreement. This Academy was huge, hundreds of rooms, thousands of students, and each main facility was so far away you needed a tram to get to it easily. There could be any number of dangerous, illegal, or simply stupid things going on at any minute of the day or night. Not that you would need to go looking in every storage closet to find something strange.

Her nose twitched as a delicious smell wafted by. Her ears picking up a faint sizzle from the kitchen. Coconut oil, while solid in the jar when it heats up it melts instantly and releases a strong smell before fading away. Despite the smell when melting, it leaves no aftertaste making it an excellent and more heather oil to cook with. Among other uses. Brandy leaned her head back as she focused on the smells. Vegetables were next, green beans and asparagus, shallow fried with shallots before mixing in some garlic butter. Next came the main focus of the meal. Steak, done rare with one side slightly more crisp than the other.

“Someone’s in a good mood. Something special happened while I was out?”

Brandy asked as Bourbon returned with the food plated on one hand, and a bottle of wine in the other. He placed both on the table before hopping over and getting two glasses from the cabinet near the sofa.

“Distance only makes the heart grow fonder, and you have been on your feet all week. Perhaps having an evening off could do wonders to help settle your eyes on the next goal.”

“Or maybe I could just take the weekend off and get some well deserved time in bed. With my ankles behind my ears no doubt?”

Brandy smirked as she cut the steak into three large pieces.

“Why must you always tarnish my romance with such vulgarity?”

Brandy continued to smirk as Bourbon poured the now aired wine into the glasses. She swallowed one piece of her steak and leaned a little closer to him.

“To keep you humble.”

“Humble?”

“Mhm, all this romance and fine rib eye steak is delightful but I know that if I just let you strut around feeling like a well hung fox in the hen house you might start thinking I am too easy.”

“So, you do not want a back massage in the bath and ninety minutes of passionite sex on whichever piece of furnature you desire?”

“Touche.”

With brandy eating chunks of the steak with every bite Bourbon made sure to drink half of his wine outright before going to run the bath for her. Leaving the comfy living room he slid open the door to the bathroom and walked across the cool tiles to the large tub. It was big enough to fit two, maybe three, canines and even had a set of small stairs at the side to help the smaller species get in.

Stepping up he turned on the hot and cold water in equal measure before turning his attention to several ceramic jars full of perfumed powders and oils. He picked out a few things, some to help with cleaning of the fur and body, others to help relax the muscles and soothe the mind. Including a little shiny bone shaped oil bead that would slowly melt over time. Once he was done he let the water continue to rise while stripping off his own clothes and neatly placing them on a small unit near the sink. His eyes turned to the living room for a second before glancing back to the sink. Hopping over he climbed up a few steps to look at himself in the mirror.

He tested his breath, looked over his teeth and rubbed the fur on his cheek a few times. Opening the mirror he took a swig of mouthwash, stopped for a moment to think, and then took another, before putting the bottle back. Grabbing a comb he kept at the back he wet it and brushed his fur over a few times before he realized that he was about to take a bath. Putting it back he quietly closed the mirror and hopped down to the bath.

He checked the water, turned off the cold and let the hot run a little longer. Stepping over the side he lowered himself into the water. While the bath was large, it had seat-like steps of various sizes going along the inside. He started out on one that let him stand waist deep before moving to another so he could sit neck deep in the increasingly hot, seasoned, water. A minute later he turned the water off. Relaxing for a few minutes his eyes soon turned to the towels hanging nearby. Reaching over he took one down and folded it into a headrest before returning to his spot in the water.

It was quiet. The thick walls between each housing unit meant that even if the neighbors were playing music on max and having violent amounts of fun with half of the other neighbors, they would never hear a thing. Bourbon waited and sure enough Brandy appeared, a glass of wine in either hand and nothing between. She took her time slowly walking over before she placed the glasses on the side of the bath and swung her long legs over the side. She groaned, loudly, from the heat of the water and then moaned as she sank down deep.

Brandy lay her head back onto the folded towel and sighed contently. Thanks to the underwater steps the pair sat more or less at the same height to each other.

“I know I tease, but it means a lot to me that I have someone that I can come home to and rely on when I am not feeling the best.”

“I am always happy to go that extra mile for you, Brandy.”

She smiled and after a moment turned her eyes towards him. Sitting up again she reached over with a wet hand and cupped the soft fur of his face. He leaned over and Brandy met him half way, making it easy for him but never being the one to close the last inch. He did not flirt, or tease, and instead went straight for her tongue. She hummed pleasurably as he stroked and played with her wider, canine, tongue with his own. Bourbon took his time, savoring the differences in anatomy before wandering away and licking her teeth. Her fangs.

Stepping onto her lap for a better angle Bourbon took hold of her head with one hand while the other held her shoulder for balance. He continued to get rougher, sucking and rolling around her mouth at his leisure. Brandy tried her best not to smirk and let him know what she was thinking, she instead opened one eye to take a look at him. Furrowed brows and deep concentration told her everything. After closing her eye she dipped a hand deep into the water, once she found where his leg was she ran it all the way up to his underside. Gently she cupped his balls before continuing to run her hand up to his throbbing, heated, erection. It twitched gently as she traced her fingers along the underside. Grasping it with her hand she pulled and squeezed, causing him to adjust the way he stood on her legs. Without breaking the kiss Bourbon took his hand off her face and dipped it into the water. He traced her shoulder and came to a stop on her breast, small and almost flat due to her species, but delightfully soft and supple.

With the air shared between them growing thin and hot Brandy let go of Bourbon’s dick and moved her hand to his chest. It took him a few more sweet moments but he broke away from her, a mixture of drool and sweat running down his face.

“How was dinner?”

Brandy asked as she licked her lips.

“Bountiful and exotic.”

“Hm, yeah. I would love some dessert though.”

“Coming right up.”

As he pushed her a little further into the water Brandy reclined back and rested her head once more on the towel. When Bourbon stepped off her legs and onto the side of the bath she took a relaxed, lounging position under the water. Stepping over her head Bourbon turned and gently knelt down, making sure his knees did not press on either of her long and fluffy ears. His paws hung over the side of the bath, onto her shoulders, while his dick sat on her cool nose.

The motion was smooth. As he lifted himself up, and used a hand to point his twitching dick down, Brandy opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. He lowered himself, sliding over the length of her tongue, until that cool nose rested comfortably on his stomach.

“Good girl.”

Bourbon whispered as he scratched one of Brandy’s ears and ruffled her hair. Under the water her tail swished back and two playfully while her legs also parted. She rested both hands between them as Bourbon started moving.

Slowly he rocked back and forth, barely pulling out at all as he slid over her thick canine tongue. A content grin formed across his fuzzy features. Hands grasping her hair softly. Brandy loved the way he savoured the moment, taking it slow, taking it gentle, so that he could feel everything and let it all soak in. She did not suck on him yet for this same reason, with her tongue resting on her lower lip it allowed the sweet oily water to wash away and be replaced with much more natural rabbit flavors.

As the heat of the bath soaked into Brandy it caused her every breath to grow hotter and hotter. Her hands moved and played with herself under the water, causing her breaths to become slower, and deeper. Bourbon of course savored all of these evolving details but while he had patience to spare, Brandy did not. She pulled a hand free from herself and raised it out of the water to hold Bourbon’s behind. Pushing him forward she pinned him between nose and hand so that he could not move, before closing her mouth. Slowly she lapped at him. Softly stroking the underside of his erection to begin but every so often she would suck in and press him between her soft tongue and the rougher palette at the roof of her mouth. He would hiss and grasp her hair as she did so but just as he began to grow harder and hotter she dropped her hand back into the water and stopped her motions completely.

Bourbon whined and pushed himself against her nose in frustration, the primal parts of his instincts taking over for just a moment until his higher thoughts came back. Wasting no more time he pulled himself back, angled his hips, grabbed her ears, and thrusted hard in her mouth. Each one was quick, sharp and sudden, a classic example of how bunnies preferred to get it done. Fast. Canines lacked the agility to match the same speed but they did share many of the same preferences.

As Bourbon ground his teeth and furiously rubbed himself with every soft part of his girlfriend’s mouth, Brandy lay quite content and relaxed. Her masturbation becoming slow and deep due to the water making movements harder. She was not attempting to find release, no, her mind was between Bourbon and the soothing heat of the water.

As his thrusting became quick and his rhythm started to break down Brandy took both of her hands and held him, not stopping him completely but slowing him enough that he did not become sexually blinded. A common problem with rabbits. They become focused so intently on release that they start to filter out the things you need to get it, such as the texture of her tongue, the heat of her lips, the way she softly suckled as he pushed in. By slowing him down Bourbon only got more aroused, more heated. He could feel everything now and it all felt better than before.

Panting and letting out little squeaky moans Bourbon’s shaking hands held Brandy tight. As he started to slow his thrusts Brandy started pushing him to keep moving, to keep the pace up. His heart fluttered and hammered. His dick twitched and flexed. And then suddenly he locked up, only Brandy’s hands kept him moving as he painted her with cum. She swallowed. Once, twice, three times, before the flow and her pushing came to a stop. The bathroom was quiet save for Bourbon’s labored breathing. Brandy gave him precious seconds before sitting up and pulling him free. With his paws on her shoulders and her hands holding him up Brandy dove in, sniffing and rubbing his dick before quickly licking and cleaning him. It was a quirk canines shared but with Brandy her feral desires were stronger than most.

Once he was clean she sank him down into the water and let him sit back to rest. She licked her lips and gave him a smile before ducking hre head into the water to make sure everything was clean. Coming up at the other end of the bath, she stood right up and stepped out of the tub.

“Five minute break?”

“Uh Uh.”

Bourbon muttered as he continued to breathe heavily in the steamy bathroom air. Brandy stepped into the middle of the room before dropping to her hands and shaking herself around, throwing most of the water from her fur. Now half dry she took a towel from the side and slung it around her shoulders, to stop her thicker hair from dripping water all over the floor.

Bourbon picked up both glasses of now warm wine sitting on the side and drank down everything that was left before offering them to Brandy.

Leaving the bathroom Brandy let out a refreshing gasp as the colder, well ventilated, air washed over her fur. She shivered, and moaned, before continuing on her way into the kitchen. Opening up the fridge Brandy stood enjoying the even colder air for a moment before reaching in and getting a bottle of juice. After popping the top she gulped down half of it. It was sweet, a mix of berries that grew locally and were harvested daily. Saving the rest for Bourbon she put the bottle into the fridge and closed it. Her ears turned towards the bathroom, she could hear him moving around but still in the bathtub.

Putting the empty wine glasses in the sink she looked over the plates and pans from dinner. Running some hot water she rinsed each out a few times before opening the dishwasher under the sink and loading them all into it. She set it to run and left the kitchen.

The bathtub gurgled as it began to drain and a moment later Bourbon stepped out of the bathroom. He had a towel around his waist, and another around his shoulders. With a third he gently rubbed ears before more quickly drying off his head. Once done he left it draped over his ears before using the one around his shoulders to dry the rest of himself. Between all three he quickly had himself dried and tidy. Taking each off, he folded them up and put them on the armchair before turning his eyes to Brandy who leaned against the sofa slowly drying her long, beautiful and golden ears.

Bourbon waltzed over to her quickly, took hold of her tail and gave it a gentle tug. Brandy stood up straight from the touch and then giggled as he began to pull her away from the sofa. She tossed her towel away as he led her around the coffee table once before coming to a stop on the other side of the living room.

“Down.”

He commanded while pointing to the floor. Brandy followed his orders and got down onto her knees. While she was still a head taller than him it did allow the pair to look eye to eye with each other. Bourbon took a moment to do so before stepping close and grabbing her in a tight hug. He rested his head against her slender chest while his hands grabbed her ass and pushed her stomach against his own. Brandy made her stance wide in return and wrapped her arms around him, letting him enjoy the fantasy of being able to carry her. Even if he was far too small to do it for real.

Freshly bathed bodies rubbed against each other, smooth and soft from the oils and salts. Brandy still felt hot, her canine biology easily retaining heat. She could only vent this from two places, one being her mouth which blew warm air past his ears, and the other being far lower. Even without making contact with this soft area Bourbon could feel the heat coming off it. It told him, without sight or smell or touch, that she was more than ready for him.

With a slight bend to the knees his dick slipped under her. Slowly he raised back up until he made contact with Brandy’s thick canine privates. The tip spread her open, Bourbon being so hard that it was impossible for him to slip to the side. Once he had buried himself a little deeper and found the right angle he leaned back, hands holding tight to her waist, before hopping upwards sharply. His hips made contact with her own roughly, her nails scratching along his shoulders as she growled lustfully from the intense first thrust.

Bourbon let gravity drop him back down, pulling most of the way out as he went, but as soon as his heel touched the floor he hopped straight back up onto his fluffy toes. Brandy let out a hot gasp as he continued to strike her like a hammer. Hard, precise, sharp smacks that hit her deeply. Clenched teeth soon loosened and her tongue hung free from her mouth, letting her breath hot musky air around his ears. Bourbon continued to fuck her with a stready and strong pace. Whenever he felt her relax he would crash into her harder, and when he had no more push to give he started to go faster instead. It was a tiring way to mate but with her breath coming fast and her hands holding him so tightly Bourbon knew she would not long.

Unable to improve his movements Bourbon closed his eyes and focused on stamina, to keep control over himself as he worked to make Brandy happy. Her tail was already wagging and the hot air blowing over his ears only continued to get warmer with each breath. All too soon she let her head roll back, eyes staring up at the ceiling as her grip on him relaxed and her tail stopped wagging. Noticing the change Bourbon opened an eye to keep his attention on her. The change was small but noticeable as she grew quiet and still. Her insides got tighter, hotter, and while her mouth hung open she did not make a sound. It was like someone bracing themselves for a sneeze that just refused to come.

Bourbon let her continue to simmer and stir until she was almost boiling. Sure she was on the cliff’s edge and even trying to hold herself back he suddenly came to a stop as far inside of her as he could. Raising his hand out he gave her the hardest smack on her ass that he could manage. With her cork completely popped Brandy devolved into loud moaning and whines while incessantly grinding herself against him. It was difficult to stand his ground against her weight and lusty desires but she only needed a minute before she slowed down and went loose. They continued to hold each other in a heated hug for another minute before Brandy let him go.

“Ugh, you’re such a sweetheart.”

Brandy muttered before pushing him back a step and dropping down to her hands. Walking over to the coffee table she laid herself over it and glanced back at Bourbon, who stood still very hard.

“Your turn.”

Bourbon hopped over quickly. Grabbing the base of her tail he stepped up and slid back inside of her slowly, taking all the time he wanted to enjoy every inch he owned. Brandy hummed quietly to herself as she placed her head comfortably on her arms and closed her eyes.

After licking the sweat from his palm Bourbon gave her another, softer, swat on the rear. She clenched hard around him and he made sure to push deep as she did for the best effect. He was playing with her like the sweetest of instruments, plucking every string as he wanted. Drawing out every detail of her slender, beautiful, anatomy just so he could make these moments last but a few minutes more. Slower and slower he went until he was twitching inside of her, so very close to the end. He bit his lip and held her tight but as he approached the final steps in this dance he let go of indulgence and went for as much speed as he could. Even as he started to cum inside of her he continued to jackhammer into her. His head swam, eyes rolling. This was what he lived for.

Once he came back to his senses, Bourbon found himself lazing on Brandy’s back. He slowly lifted himself off her, letting his head clear before finally pulling out. He stepped around her and sat down on the coffee table to catch his breath. Brandy meanwhile grabbed her panties off the floor to make sure she did not leave a mess on the expensive carpet. After standing up she bent back down to give Bourbon a kiss on the forehead. Stretching herself out she spread her arms wide and rocked from the heel to her toes before shaking her fluffy ears left and right.

Mid way to the bathroom Brandy stopped, sniffed the air a few times, and turned to her lover.

“Mindy is coming, do you mind taking care of that for me?”

“Of course!”

Bourbon replied as he jumped off the coffee table and made haste. Wiping himself down with Brandy’s skirt he tossed it behind the sofa before reaching under it to find an emergency set of clothes. Shorts, shirt, he took a moment to make sure he looked casual and tidy before jogging to the front door. Before opening it he pressed the air fresher on the wall a few times and wiped some sweat from his face. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

“Mindy, to what do I owe the pleasure?”


Bourbon said as he opened the door. The girl in front of him was a German Shepard, a tall and imposing species but her thickly cut glasses and mousy personality helped greatly to offset the sharper features.

“E-evening, Bourbon. I, um, have heard that Brandy was having trouble finding a club?”

“To put it lightly, yes.”

“I might have an idea for that, if you want.”

Mindy reached down and handed Bourbon a small pamphlet. At first he was worried it might be one of the odd cultish frat houses but looking it over, the truth was far more strange than his first guess.

“Aromachology?”

“Y-yeah, I noticed she always knows when people are coming or where they are. Just the other day she tracked me down from one end of the school to the other. I am sure you have noticed something too, as you… Live with her?”

“Yeah, she even knew you were coming well before you rang the bell but I always thought that was something all canines could do.”

“We all have good noses but some are even better. Mine is a little keen too, I can s-smell a lot of things others could’t… but um, well, Brandy is way better than anyone I have seen. I would be honored to have her in the Aromachology Club.”

“I shall pass along the news and this interesting looking pamphlet, thank you Mindy.”

Mindy nodded a few times but lingered for a second, sniffing the air softly enough that Bourbon only could notice due to living with another canine. She cleared her throat, said good night quietly, and quickly ran off. Bourbon let out a sigh of relief before closing and locking up the front door.

He sat himself down on the sofa and unfolded the pamphlet. The idea behind the club was strange to him but as he read more of the information he started to understand how important of a science it was. Canines had the largest presence in police and military due to this ability, with some of the best ‘sniffers’ being able to track down someone from miles away or know where explosives were hidden. Some exceptional canine pets have even found impressive medical careers, literally able to smell cancer and illness within people without a single tool. No matter how odd of a concept it sounded at first, this was a rare and prestigious skill to have indeed.

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