“Natalia! Morning, girl! Come on, hop up and get ready, it's a school day!”

The young kitty-girl stirred, slowly coming out of the bed. She was anything but a morning person. Half blind, she felt her way down the hall to the guest restroom,  stripping out of the t-shirt and panties she slept in.

Her fear of water was gone. Her father – she wasn't used to having one, but she had a damn good one now, two actually – had helped her get over it. Down came the warm water, on went the soap and lathering. Then the rinse, then stepping out, drying off, combing her hair straight.

A bit more awake now, and fully dry and dressed, her hair signature twintails and wearing a nice green dress, Natalia sat at the table, where her one father, a badger man, was already sitting. He looked up and smiled.

“So, finally out of bed? Good, you're getting in the habit. Maybe soon I won't have to send your Papa down to wake you.”

Natalia nodded. “Sure, Daddy. I'm glad you and Papa helped me with my math homework. It's hard, but I think I can do it now.”

A panda man, chubby and good natured, placed a bowl in front of her. “Maths is simple when you are accustomed to it. Here's your muesli, with strawberries. Your favourite.”

Natalia digs in with relish. “Mhh, you're the best, Papa.”

Having eaten, she dons her backpack and a plastic Brothers Gen lunchbox, packed with no doubt something delicious her Papa'd put together.

Finally it was time. “You'd better get out there,” her Daddy said. “The bus will be here any minute.”

She ran up to him and gave him a brief kiss, then ran over to her Papa to do the same for him.

“Bye Daddy, Papa!”

“Be safe!”

“Have an excellent day at school!”

And with that, she was out of the door.

“I'll never get used to this, Hugh.” Said the badger man. “Our little girl getting an education and everything.”

“She's our girl, Reuben.” The panda replied. “I expect she's getting much more than that.”

Natalia jumped straight past the stairs onto the bus like she did each morning. “Morning, Miss Zardoz!” she said to the bus driver, who cheerily waved as the kitty-girl ran past. On a seat in the middle of the bus, watching her with a smile on her face, was a young ram girl, ostensibly the same age, with dark grey fur, red eyes, and very straight cyan hair. Her nose was cyan too. Natalia sat next to her.

“Natalia, good morning,” the girl said.

“Heya, Melissa. I brought the cards you wanted to see!” Natalia replied.

“Show me.” The kitty-girl grabbed her backpack and pulled out a pretty roughly-handled box. She opened it, and pulled out a few colorful cards.

“I used to find these in the trash and on the street sometimes. I don't know why anybody'd throw these out.”

Melissa looked at the cards. “A mystery to myself as well. These seem to be valuable cards.”

“Hehe! Anyway, see one you want?”

“You know I have nothing I can trade for these,” the ram said.

Natalia hopped off the seat and got on her knees in front of her friend, tugging at her pants. “Oh yes you do...”

“You do this every morning, Natty,” Melissa said, her voice only having a tinge of whine to it.

“I know, but the rest of the trade can wait till you sleep over at my place tonight.” The kitty-girl slid the pants down, revealing a wet pair of lips the same cyan as the ram's hair and nose. “Just something to keep you interested...”

“Nnh. Natty.” Melissa's face seemed to glow with redness as Natalia began licking her nethers, setting off her pleasure sensors below. “Every morning. Are you insatiable?”

“Mmmh... could be...” Natalia began rubbing herself under her panties as she continued going down on her friend. “You need to thank your parents for making your juices so yummy... is that tutti frutti?”

“I. I do not know why they chose to make this possible.” Melissa managed to get out as the kitty-girl's licking brought her closer and closer. “I am not complaining, however. Please don't stop.”

Natalia's thumb rubbed Melissa's clit as her tongue explored the depths of her friend's cunny. “Mmmmhhh...”

“Nearly th-” the ram girl's eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body racked itself with spasms. After a few seconds, she returned to normal, looking ahead as if nothing had happened. “Completed. Thank you, Natty, that felt wonderful.”

Natalia came up from where she was, pulling Melissa's pants back up as she moved to sit next to her again. “It's so much fun to do that with you; you barely make any noise.” She licks her chops, savoring the taste of her friend. “Here, you taste too.” She pulled the ram close and kissed her, the passionate kiss of lovers as she shared her taste with her.

After a few moments, Melissa pulled out of the kiss. “While appreciated, that was not necessary; I had opportunity to taste myself earlier.”

Natalia giggled. “I still wanted to kiss you. You're my favorite android.”

The ram girl blinked. “I am also the only android you know.”

Natalia waved her hands. “Details, details.”

The bus made a stop again, and a mouse girl with purple pigtails walks on and takes the seat across from the pair. “Morning Natty! Morning Melissa!”

Natalia broke into a big smile. “Beth! Hi!” Melissa waved.

“Oh, I had the best dream last night. It involved the boys' soccer team, and you guys were there too... it was terrific.”

“Oh really?” said Natalia. “Hehe, well, we'll have to make that dream a reality sometime. I'm sure the guys won't take that much convincing.” The girls all had a giggle at that.

The bus made one last stop, and slowly, her head down, a pony-tailed squirrel girl walked onto the bus.

“...Jess?” Beth said gently.

“Oh, no, this must be a bad day. Come over here and rest on our laps, Jess.” Natalia said.

The quiet squirrel did, her head on Natalia's lap. Natalia petted her while Melissa gently patted her.

“You gonna be okay, Jess?” the kitty-girl asked softly.

After some silence, the squirrel finally nodded slowly.

“I wish you'd tell us what was up. We hate to see you like this.”

Melissa said nothing, quietly scanning Jess's body up and down with her android vision, running it through her diagnostic program. “No permanent damage detected.”

Jess got up and sat next to Beth. “T-thanks, girls... sorry...”

“Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?” Natalia asked.

“........you couldn't do anything...”

Melissa cocked her head. “You sound so certain.”

“....”

It was a quiet ride the rest of the way to PS 527, their school. A short while later, they were in the halls, fiddling with their lockers. Suddenly, Natalia noticed a fox boy, obviously a couple years older than they were, walking up to Jess. She headed him off.

“No, Rash, not this morning. It's one of Jess's bad days.” said the kitty-girl.

Rash just rolled his eyes. “Relax, fish breath, it's no fun going after someone when they're down. I just wanted to warn you guys that Fungus might try something. I try to keep the guy in check, but I swear someone's putting gunpowder in his food or some shit; something's got him really ticked off today.”

Natalia smiled. “Aw, you do care sometimes.”

“Shut up, I have a rep to look after. See you and the other losers in class.”

And indeed, after a few minutes, class began. Everyone sat in their desks, paying rapt attention as a rather curvy doe got up from her computer and approached the white board.

“First of all, homework. Pass up, now. Melissa, you can pick them up, place them on my desk, and then you can zone out.”

The papers went forward, everything happened as suggested, and the goat girl sat back down and started work on other things.

“Right, for those of you that aren't literal walking computers, we're going to move on to probability. Now...” She hopped onto the desk and pulled out a pouch from between her breasts. “This pouch contains five red marbles, which by coincidence is the number of articles of clothing I'm currently wearing, and ten blue marbles. If I were to agree to take off one bit of clothing for every red marble, and I passed the bag around for the boys to draw from it without putting marbles back, what are the odds that they would have me naked in the first five draws?”

Natalia rolled her eyes and smiled. This was Ms. Natter's technique to get the boys, and some of the girls, paying attention. It worked more often than not.

“Nobody?” the doe asked. After a pause, she smiled. “It's fine, I haven't told you how this works.” She turned around, her ample butt towards the class as she wrote on the whiteboard. “Now, pay attention. There are five red marbles, and ten blue marbles. Together that makes fifteen, so we put that on the bottom. That's how many there are total. Now, we want to find out the odds that I'll lose my jacket the first draw, so we put five on top, because there are five red marbles.” On the whiteboard now is “5/15”. “Now, that leaves us with five over fifteen. Which simplifies to?” She turns around, kneeling, some buttons of her shirt unbuttoned. “Come on, we've covered simplifying. Yes, Carl, give it to me.”

A chubby cat boy lowers his hands. “One over three, ma'am.”, he says with a cool expression.

“Correctamundo!” Ms. Natter replies with some traces of irony. She turns around again. “So, we'll erase this and put one over three. Now, we're not putting the marbles back, so there's fewer marbles in the bag. Still ten blue marbles, but only four red ones. So that's what probability that I'll lose my shirt next?” She turns again. “Anyone? Brian, what's the answer?”

This time a young robin boy lowered his wing. “Why, four over fourteen, isn't it?”

The doe brightened. “Yes, exactly! And what does that simplify down to?”

“Two over seven.” he said with a bit more confidence.

“Very good.” She turned to the whiteboard, writing “2/7” next to “1/3”. “Okay, so now there's only three red marbles, but still ten blue marbles.” she looks over her shoulder, scanning the class. “What are the odds of losing my skirt? Someone else... nobody? I'll call on someone...” She turned back to sitting posture. “Fine. Rash, what are the odds.”

Rash, who hadn't been paying attention, was suddenly on the spot. “Uh... the odds of what?”

“The odds of me losing my skirt.”

He smirked. “Knowing you, very good odds.”

The class broke into a laugh. Even Ms. Natter allowed herself a chuckle. “Okay, someone who actually was paying attention? Sam, what do you think?”

A relaxed sheepdog lowered his hand. “Three over thirteen.”

“That's right. And does that simplify?” Silence. “No. No it doesn't.” She turned back to the board. “So we'll just write three over thirteen right here.”

“Ohh, miss!” A voice cried as a hand shot in the air.

“Mmm? What is it, James?”

“Wouldn't the next one be one over six?”

Ms. Natter really brightened up now. “Gold star, James! That's exactly what the odds of losing my bra would be by now. While you're being smart, what's the last one? What's the odds of me losing my panties?”

“One over eleven!” He said, not even hesitating.

“That's exactly right!” She wrote it on the board. “Okay, we have all these probabilities. So now how do we figure out from these the odds of all five red marbles being drawn one after the other, rendering me naked very quickly? Anyone have any ideas?”

Silence.

“Okay, I'll tell you. You multiply them. So we do this and we end up with? Anyone want to try?”

There was a mad scramble among the class to reach an answer. Finally, it's Dean that raises his hand.

“Dean? Do you have it?”

“Yes, ma'am.” Dean said, the bunny boy shaking off shyness. “It's one over three thousand three, ma'am.”

“That's it exactly. Now, for a practical demonstration, mm? Carl, Brian, Sam, James, Dean, come on up to the front.” She hopped down from the desk as the five went up to the front, bag of marbles in hand.

“Let's see how lucky you are. No peeking. Draw a marble, hang on to it. Carl, you first.”

The cat nods, slinking up cool as anything, reaching for the bag.

DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNGGGGGG!

“Damn,” Ms. Natter said to herself, “out of time.” She turned to the class, the marbles now out of reach.  “Okay everyone, your homework is chapter 5, even problems. You can get extra credit if you do the odd problems, too. Class dismissed, enjoy your lunch.”

The five boys, disappointed, got their packs and left. Natalia and Melissa waited up for the rest of the girls as they left.

“Now I'm gonna be wondering if they could really pull it off,” Natalia said wistfully.

“There was a 100% probability of five red marbles in a row.” Melissa replied.

Natalia whistled. “That's amazing. How can you know that when nobody got to draw?”

“I scanned the bag. They were all red marbles.”

Natalia and the girls, who'd caught up, giggled at this as they all went to lunch.
