Furisuki Academy...a special academy known for its unique way of teaching and academics. Upon being accepted, students are tested and grouped by their academic capabilities. The better you do, the better you are treated. Students in class A are given luxuries such as comfy chairs, high tech computers, and snack bars. Class F...well...there are warehouses that could be considered nicer than their accommodations.
In addition to that, student test scores are a factor in the school's Summoner Test Wars. Within the walls of the school, and on the school grounds, students are able to summon Avatars, likenesses of themselves, to do battle, with their test scores determining avatar strength and specialty. If the students of a lower class are able to beat the students of a higher class, they can swap equipment and classrooms (that is to say, if class F beats Class D, they can move from their drafty classrooms and desks that are falling apart to warmer rooms and nicer desks). At the same time, if they lose to the better class, the winner can impose a penalty upon them.
Which brings us to the raccoon by the name of Weil...Ki'Taye to be precise. She's a member of class F, who just lost a Summoner Test War, which means they just got a new penalty: their desks were replaced with cardboard boxes. It didn't help that she was a probationary student. Her scores were so low, she wasn't much help in the last war.
It also meant that her avatar could interact with real world things. Her attempt to use that to her advantage and beat other avatars into submission with a broom failed. To make matters worse, she was still store from the beating her avatar took, for when her avatar felt pain, she felt pain to match.
Which was why she was rushing down the hallway, during their lunch period, with an ice pack on her head. She was tired of constantly losing. She was tired of constantly being in pain. She was going to get better, she swore it. Sad to say, there was only one way she could think of doing it.
The door to class A's classroom flew open as she entered, her absolute lack of subtlety shining like a lighthouse out in the harbor. "Pardon me!" she announced herself, with every single member of Class A's attention focusing on her. That, of course, made her a little bit nervous. She adjusted her shirt and skirt and cleared her throat. "I...I was h-hoping that someone...someone would be willing to tutor me? I want to get a better."
She took a deep breath and braced for impact. Class A was notorious for looking down on everyone else, class F in particular. She was taking a huge risk of ridicule and scorn, but she felt it was worth it...
Class A was, of course, congratulating itself over successfully destroying their opponents in the Summoner Test Wars, once again, reaping in the benefits of their higher-tech and better-supplied classrooms, having decided to take away the fridges from the Class B this year. Oof, the complaining they heard was music to their ears! They even had the 'balls' to rent a violinist to play the saddest music he knew to the class while they ate.
This particular moment, though, they were busy relaxing and talking amongst themselves, enjoying a nice hot lunch bar when some lost-seeming raccoon interrupted their meal by barging into their area.
She was met with stunned silence as everyone stared at her, including one particular Siberian Husky by name of Tatyana Chen, spoon still in her maw while she enjoyed her bloody-steak stew, her brown and white eyes focused on her. She had just asked for a tutor when the entire class laughed, in unison, to the loudest they could muster.
'What a joke!' some said. 'She must be homeless!' a stray comment hurled, all assaulting the poor woman's ears amidst the unceasing laughter.
Finally, a few of the buff and burly students got up and approached her, crowding around her with bemused looks and wicked grins across their mugs. A bulldog, a Zebra transfer, and a Stork. They started pushing her in before a voice cut in.
"Ken! Zeus! Gerald! Back out, I got this." The Husky said, her fur meticulously groomed as she got between the males and the hapless racoon woman.
"Takes a lot of guts to jump the classes like that, too bad you couldn't muster it during the tests...Weil." She took a moment to check the listing on the student that her own avatar had prepared for her, then flinches. "Ooof. And you did not do well, either." She chuckled, tossing a vid of the raccoon's paultry participation onto the screen in back to play. "Good attempt at thinking outside the box, though," she complimented even as she set about humiliating her with the video. She watched, then chuckled as the raccoon's avatar was beaten, looking back to her. "I think you should go." She glared sternly at her, or would be, if her eyes weren't moving across the keyboard in her eye-projected display system the A class had.
With that, she shoved the raccoon back, then administered a forceful kick to her midsection, effectively removing her from the large assembly of students, the door snapping shut before her to cut out (most of) the noise of laughter from the class from the raccoon.
Shortly thereafter, a message would be sent to Weil and her avatar, easily read anytime she could manage it. 'Meet me at the community library doors tonight, 8pm, sharp. You're late, you're done.' Singed by the winking face of the husky girl.
The community Library would be with easy walking distance for the raccoon girl, but it would be closed by that time. She must have something up her sleeve.
Weils were naturally curious, that was for certain. Despite the fact she had been...removed in such a matter, the message perked her interest. She wondered if the kick was merely show to save face...still, this would be her best shot at getting better. She just had to show up on time.
Early, in her case. It was about 7:50 that evening when she arrived at the library. The school uniform had been replaced by comfortable clothing: loose fitting jeans, a belly shirt with her obsession du jour (in this case, the latest super sentai group who's theme was sushi for some reason), and those sneakers with the flashing heels. In the end, she was a kid at heart, and that's what mattered to her. She slipped into the library quietly and went to find herself a table to sit at. Out came her phone to double check her messages to make sure she was in the right spot at the right time.
The librarian, an older coot by the name of Jamie on the giraffe's name badge, was none-too-pleased to see someone setting up shop in her library. "Oh, can't you see we're closed, young lady! Mmm, must've forgotten to lock the door again. I can't have you inside, you gotsta head home and do your homework somewhere else!" She shoos the raccoon out the doors and shuts them rather loudly, locking them behind her, mutterings heard behind the door as she heads off, later exiting out a side door to head home.
Tatyana, of course, was hiding in the shadows of a tree beside the building, at the same side as that side door, watching the goings-on as the raccoon found herself out on her ass outside again, a smile on her lips. She stepped out of the shadows, revealing her to be in a modest shirt and sweater vest combo with a long skirt that reached down to her knees. "I said the doors, bakka." She giggles, shaking her head. She walks past the husky to the other side of the library, where a security-coded entrance was. "Don't mind Jamie, though. She'll end up being your greatest asset here, when I'm not. She's just a bit sour at having been an 'F' student like yourself, but she'll warm up to you if she sees you in here every day."
Tatyana swipes her school's band, and the lock clicks open. Inside, there was a couple rooms branching off a small but well-furnished snack bar area. with a couple tables. Each of the rooms branching out was a small study area, with one or two conference-type rooms. Well-furnished for a library, even for college standards. "The Academy helps fund this library, so it deemed to give the A class it's own study space, open 24/7 for us, unsupervised." She grins, looking to her, then ushers her in and into one of the side rooms where a computer terminal sat at.
"The easiest way to boost your grades at this point are going to start with reading, and the best way, surprisingly, is going to be comics." She takes a seat on the desk beside the computer, motioning to it with her head. "They're short reads, cover lots of topics, and are worth a good deal of points towards your grades. Plus, they also have some lovely eye-candy sometimes, too." She grins, fanning her legs, letting the long skirt drape between her thighs as she sat there.
She followed the husky in, simply in awe of what she saw. Not only did the A students have the best stuff IN school, they had their own private facilities OFF campus! She wandered in slowly, slack jawed and, unfortunately, not paying attention to a word she said. She looked at the computer terminal, just trying to process everything, before a single word caught her attention. "Comics?" She turned to face her, her ringed tail sweeping and coming to rest on the opposite side of the raccoon. It was...fluffier. Perhaps she was a bit frazzled?
Tatyana nodded, crossing her legs as she leaned back a little bit, scooting back to rest against the wall. "Yes. Like I said, simple to read and do the tests on, and they cover a wide range of topics, for raccoons that didn't catch me the first time." She stuck her tongue out at her, crossing her arms before her while she looked at the cute raccoon. "From there, it's harder, but some of us do comics for some cheese tests to buff the grades." She sat, looking to her. "Flustered, my dear?" Tatyana looked to be well composed, almost aristocratic in her current posture, in complete control of herself, looking on like addressing an underling.
"Y-yeah. I am." She found herself somewhere to sit down and shut her eyes. She took a few moments to calm herself before speaking up again. "I'm not sure what's wearing on me more. The fact that this exists, the fact that I get to use it, or the fact that there is a class A student treating me like a person." She leaned against her seat slowly, before turning to the comics. She sought something obscure...something that wasn't being put on a movie screen this summer.
THe comics were housed in the Academy's school server, but the intranet had access to it. THey were sorted neatly by release date, genre, setting, all sorts of things, and were meticulously kept up by some of the more industrious Class A's and a few Class B's, with new releases being categorized immediately, as quickly as they were read and scanned in.
A folder, though, was tucked away, which was simply labeled 'Adult'. This folder contained the more raunchy ones that still held some merit to them, like sexual safety or other topics, but the purely sexual were simply sorted into 'Non-Academic'. These files would never be found on-campus by lower classes, they were simply things that a web spider had managed to scrape a hole for, hence the mostly non-sorted nature.
Tatyana, of course, was watching from around the screen for a little ways, but then chuckled and leaned back. "I, frankly, think that getting cardboard boxes for desks is a little extreme of a punishment, but at least your skirt wasn't shortened by a couple inches again." She crossed her legs again, then looked to her, smiling a little bit. "Though... Nothing comes free, Ki-Taye. I will expect something in return." She looks on, a smug smile on her lips.
"Pfft...never complained about the shortened skirts." Her mouse cursor would hover in the general direction of that "Non-academic" folder a couple of times, but she did find herself moving towards something a bit more school appropriate. Her ears twitched back and forth as she scanned over everything. "How...did they get this much? I didn't think the school had the budget for this sort of thing..." She leaned closer to the screen, clearly not having heard that last bit from the husky. The poor girl, completely oblivious to what was in store for her...
Tatyana grins as she watches the 'coon, shaking her head. She kicks off a shoe, then uses her hose-clad foot to press into the 'coon's cheek to jar her from her thoughts. "Hey, you there, you listening?" She waits until she has the 'coon's full attention. "Being as that I'm giving you something that you want, I have something that I want." She pushes on Ki'taye's forehead with her toes, then rests it on the 'coon's thigh. "Most of A class is filled with braggarts who are constantly talking about their latest conquests and 'who did what's,' which can make it hard for someone like me to enjoy some quality time with someone without it making the rounds. So, in exchange for helping you, I want you to pleasure me. Every night." She looks to her sternly, arms crossed over her chest, pressing firmly on Ki'taye's thigh with her heel.
Well, with the fact that she now had a foot on her face, her attention was caught. She grunted and grabbed her ankle. "Oi! What's with the foot job?" The sudden mention of "pleasuring" caused her to turn to the pupper, an eyebrow quirked up. "You a foot fetishist or something?" She ran a finger along the desk, her curiosity having not only changed tracks, but doing a full on roll over the people waiting to get on. They could both hear the internals of the building kicking in. "Not saying that it's a bad thing, mind you. I'm not one to judge in the least."
Was she about to summon her avatar?
The husky grinned, moving her foot to rub underneath the raccoon's chin. "I guess I'm a little bit of a foot fetishist, so you can worship them, but I want you to be worshiping something else, as well..." She uncrosses her arms and brings them down to the hem of her skirt and lifts it up slightly, not enough to fully display anything, but hopefully enough to get the point across. "While I am assisting you in getting your grades up, I expect total silence about everything we'll engage in from you, or the deal is off. I want you to to forfeit your Avatar to my keeping while in-school. And if you cross me in any way, your ass is grass, and I will personally bust you down every chance I get." She gave her a stern look once more. "Got it?"
So far, it seemed like what she was expecting. It was going to be easy keeping quiet about it, since she was sure that such shenanigans would get them both kicked out - or worse, sent to remedial classes. Besides, it could be fun. But when the question of Avatars came up...
"You know that I can't surrender my Avatar. It's even in the pamphlet that they gave us. They're unique to us and cannot be traded." She leaned back in her seat with a pained smirk. "Besides, what would you want with a probationary avatar? If that thing gets hit, I feel it. It's not fun."
Tatyana smirked, then leaned back, spreading her legs slightly. "I ask for it to keep you focused. Like you said, you feel every hit, so I don't want you to be suffering from brunt trauma every time I see you after class. It should actually help keep you from getting into a fight if some A-class student is taunting you by keeping it in a jar, and would be typical of our class' ego, it has happened before to particularly lecherous students in both classes." She smiled, relaxing in her seat, eyeing the raccoon. "But now... I think I would like some repayment..." She squirmed in her seat slightly, tail tip twitching beside her, the only thing besides her grin betraying her excitement.
What in the world was she yammering about? Keeping an avatar in a jar? How in the world was that going to work? Her confusion was plain on her face, and she made no attempt to hide it. Well, that was the case, at least until she heard the word "payment" pop up again. She smiled and leaned on her knees. "And what sort of payment were we looking at?"
Tatyana saw the blank look, then shrugs. She just moves on. "We'll cover that later, I guess." She then simply fidgets with her paws in her lap, tugging at the hem of her skirt before simply pulling it up and back, blushing. "I... haven't had anyone with me yet, but I've been awefully curious... WHat it's like to be with someone, even a woman." She then looks back to the raccoon, a blush on her cheeks, her plane pink panties covering her bottom properly. She felt embarassed, the bravado of earlier evaporating as she exposes herself to the raccoon.
Pink. She should have guessed. She offered a wry smile and leaned on the desk, her cheek resting on her fist. "Well, I haven't either..." That she was going to admit to unless she's on her death bed. "...but I'm willing to give it a try." She reached over slowly, her hand sliding up the husky's shirt and slowly caressing her side. Claws on raccoons came in all flavors; hers were dull, and definitely filed down to make flesh tingle and fur stand on end. She watched her for a reaction, half wondering if she was doing it right, and half wondering if she had the same sensitive spots.
Tatanya blushed a little more from the hand sliding up her shirt, giving a slight squirm from the attention to her side. She gave a slight murr as she started to relax from the scratching, but she did still squirm slowly in reaction. "Mmm...Not quite what I was expecting, but I'm not complaining, either." SHe let her hem relax in her lap, enjoying the scratching.
She giggled at the reaction and rested her head on the other's shoulder. "Someone once told me that this shouldn't just be focused on specific areas." Her paws moved to her belly. This was gonna be a risk. "Guess we're gonna find out, right?" She let herself relax, and found herself pressing her nose into her interloper's lap. She chittered, her own body starting to betray how relaxed she was.
Tatanya nodded slowly as she relaxes from the touch of the raccoon, leaning back against the wall. The hands on her stomach made the muscles beneath her fur tense slightly from the touch, but would relax from further scratching or attention. She flexed her thighs slightly, looking to the raccoon on her lap now, reaching to stroke her partner's head slowly, petting gently.
She leaned her head forward with a coo. Seems that was one of her weak spots right there. Her hands slid down her front and eased her legs open. She teased those panties aside to glance at her prize. A dirty thought crossed her mind, which prompted a giggle. "Ya know, all my payments - my tuition, my rent, my bills - all go into boxes. Guess this makes sense as well." Before she could be reprimanded for the bad pun (Weils were notorious for puns), she pressed her nose against the husky's clit.
Tatanya would pet her head some more, then leans back into the wall, looking down to her as her vulva was exposed by pulling aside her panties. "Mmm, oh, that was aweful-Eeep!" She held her mouth and blushed, ears folding to either side. "Mmm, watch where you put that nose, it's cool" She squirms in her seat, giving a single, sharp exhale like a pant. Her vulva was a cross between a canine and humanoid, more of a vague resemblance to the canine spade-shape with the slight corners it had towards the bottom, but still maintained humanoid appearance.
"Well, daddy was a wolf." The husky could have sword that she heard the raccoon say "Now, how did this go?" before feeling a thumb grace along the sensitive flesh. Ki had played with herself, as most had, but this was really the first time she'd seen this...shape. If anything, the lust had been stalled for the time being. She was going to have to play with it a bit before she could "play with it".
Tatanya flicked her ears forwards to better hear her, only to inhale softly as her vulva was played with. Her vaginal entrance was shaped slightly like a triangle, due her canine heritage. Her labia minora and majora both added bit of shape, exaggerating the appearance of the triangular opening she had. She was blushing heavily as the raccoon stared and toyed with her, shaking her head. "Wh-what are you doing down there?"
Medically, all of the different anthro variants had a slightly different take on the shape of the sex organs, adding even more variety to the 'Each one is different' outlook, to where a certain medical book for gynaecology (and andrology) that had pictures of all the different varieties of animal shapes always was a best-seller and a sure money-maker for any medical or book store. New editions were published yearly, in fact, with new data.
(( ... *grabs a medical dictionary* ))
"I've never seen anything like it." Indeed, she had only heard of these before; she had what most people recognized as a vagina (that is, humanoid in nature). She wasn't sure how this would work. Should she just stick a finger in? Should she be gentle, or would doing so mean she'd feel nothing? Well, one thing she would feel is that claw tracing her entry. She was...intrigued by the (to her) strange shape. It was just a gentle jog around the edge...
Tatanya inhaled deeply when she felt her vulva being teased around the edge, shifting in her seat as the claw teased her. "Ah...Well, don't stare so much, makes me nervous." She had heard rumors that there were more humanoid than animal-influnced genitalia in the student body, or at least the A class. Those rumored to have particular shapes were in high demand by those looking to 'test them out,' which has lead to a couple interesting scenes when people find them in the act on the school grounds. She moves her hips slightly, gently pressing her vulva into the teasing motions.
"Excuse me, but who's the evil A-class overlord here, making demands and all that?" Her tone made it clear she was playing around. She ran her thumb over the husky's clit once more, just to get her to...
...wouldn't really be calming down, now would it?
Her thumb rolled over that sensitive nub over and over, the coon adjusting herself so she could get comfortable. It wasn't long before that finger went back to teasing at that three-sided portal...and not even longer than that before a finger was introduced.
Tatanya snorts, sticking her tongue out at her. She was about to comment, but the attention to her clit made her jerk suddenly instead. "Ah, h-hey, warn a girl..." She groans softly, starting to work her hips up and roll them into the attention she was reciving. When she felt a finger slip inside she went still, giving out a loud groan as her pussy was filled with a teasing finger. "Mmmm, oh! It feels so... different with someone else." She blushes, shaking her head, working her hips to work that finger inside of her.
Well, it was do or die, time. She took a deep breath and smiled. "You haven't felt anything yet." And with that, she eased her finger on in. She made sure to be careful - claws didn't exactly work with super-squishy bits - and would slowly start her way in and out. What the husky couldn't see was the coon sliding her own paw down her pants. "Just tell me if I'm doing wrong."
Tatanya goes stiff, inhaling as she feels that finger slide in. She looks down, then releases her breath, looking at the raccoon below her, ears folded back. "You... are doing alright." She smiles softly, looking and watching that finger sliding in and out of her. "Mmm... It feels different, but still good." She starts to roll her hips up into the stimulation. It took her a little bit to notice the location of that other arm, smiling while she starts to pant.
"Probably because you can't feel it...can't control it." She kept her movements steady, and her breathing shallowed, and her fur began to bristle as she started playing with herself. She leaned forward, leaning her head on the husky's leg and looking up at her. Suddenly, it became clear what part of her was wolf. She had the perfect puppy dog eyes.
Tatyana nods, panting softly while her hands grip the desk firmly in her paws. The head on her thigh made her blush again, looking back down into her eyes. "Mmmm, you can lick some, too, Weil." She breaths heavily through her muzzle, eyes locked on the raccoon's own.[/me]
"Call me Ki." The finger outside would drift away, only to be replaced with something a bit warmer, although just as dry...and rough, for that matter. It was as if she didn't have a whole lot of saliva to her. Perhaps it was nerves.
Perhaps it was the heavy, now noticeable breathing drying her out.
The husky nods, then blushes and squirms as that head leans in to add the tongue to prod and tease at her opening, which was rather damp from the affects of the teasing and fingering. "Mmmm, Ki...Hmmm." She squirmed in her seat, opening and closing her thighs around her head, her hands reaching to dig into Ki's hair and pull her closer to her crotch. She leaned her head back and groaned softly, enjoying the attention.
"Mmrph!" She knew what was happening; the heat of the moment was setting in. Still, it was a bit of a shock to find herself being stuffed in. Still, how far would this drive? The gentle licks turned into deeper, wider, slower licks over everything - folds, entry...everything. A moan would escape her. Later, if put under pressure, she'd admit that she was getting into it.
Now? Her hands on the canine's hips and the firm grip would say it all.
Tatanya groaned, holding Ki closer to her crotch, pawing at the back of her head as she rolls her hips into her face. She was grunting and groaning as she rolled her hips into the raccoon, her crotch wet with arousal as she sought her own orgasm. Soon, she reached it, shuddering and gasping against the raccoon as wetness splashed against the raccoon's muzzle, tail stock straight behind her for a bit. She then collapsed limply against the wall, panting and catching her breath.
Once the orgasm subsided and she was released from her partner's clutches, she plopped back down on the floor. Her tail provided a cushion as she continued to work on herself. It was a bit of a trial, really, her face being covered with juices as she tried to get herself off. She stared a bit at the "job well done" before her with a smirk. "Easily...slayed?"
Tatanya perked her ears at Ki, then growls. She pushes herself off of the counter to stand over the raccoon. "I'll show you 'easily slayed'!" With that, she used her foot to push the coon onto her back, then got on her knees beside her, leaning down to kiss her hungrily. One hand kept the raccoon laid on her back before moving down her chest and stomach to shoo Ki's hand away before taking over, sliding her hand under her clothes and against her sex, quickly pushing two fingers inside to start thrusting them rapidly inside, letting her palm grind against the front of her crotch to stimulate her clit.
A yelp escaped her as she landed a bit harshly on her back (it helped if she knew it was coming). Her retort was silenced by those lips being occupied - something she responded to for a brief few moments by pressing into it. Her free hand slid up the husky's shirt and started to run along her back. Her hips pressed against the invading hand as soon as she felt it. She finally broke the kiss, only to utter a simple phrase.
"Oh god, more..."
Tatanya snorts, then pulls away, straddling her waist and sitting on her lap. "No, not until you say that you'll swear to be my sex toy while you're learning under me, and that you'll be at my beck and call." She kept her hand on the raccoon's crotch, gently teasing her lips slowly with her hand, to keep her warmed up and to have her beg for more.
She, herself, was turned on from the situtation she found herself in, enjoying that she had this female beneath her, in a prime opportunity to get a slave to tend to her needs, which seemed to be rather frequent as of late.
Her breathing started to even out at the demand. She looked up at Taty, her eyes narrowing at the very thought. This was a proposition she'd been given numerous times before. She'd taken them up a couple of times and...it never ended well.
This time, she was ready. "I have a couple of conditions." Up came the fingers so she could count down. "I will not deny you your image among your classmates. I know what a toy being entails. I do want my feelings to be respected. If I feel uncomfortable, or it becomes to much and I say stop, I want that to be respected. I'd also like to get what I want on certain occasions." Her gaze lowered a bit. "And under absolutely no circumstances do I want my class to find out about this. It'll...just end poorly." Her gaze returned to the husky's locking with hers. "Can you promise me this?" Ki'Taye was vulnerable. She didn't like being vulnerable.
But...this one time...maybe...
Tatanya looked down at her, tilting her head. "Mmm, conditions...?" She listens to her, slowly petting her crotch while she listens to her. She nods slowy, then pauses her teasing. "Mmm, alright, so, conditions are... You want to be respected, and this to be a more-or-less typical bdsm relationship, and for it to be kept a secret?" She smirks. "I can do that." she smiles, leaning and kissing her nose. "Would you agree to leaving your avatar in the jar? I would keep it in the locker, to keep you from getting any more beat up by egotistical higher classmen." She smiles, gently stroking the 'coon's crotch and sex, smiling at her.
She understood. "...not...so much with the 'b' or the 'm', but yes...I am will..." Her whine was accompanied by the gentle press into the stroking. "...willing to leave my avatar in your possession." A tired smile crossed her face. "What do you say, hmm?" Her fingers rose slowly, reaching for the husky's cheek. "I'm all for it."
Tatanya smiles down to her, still stroking her sex as she listens to her agreement of the terms. "Mmm, wonderful. In lieu of a handshake, how about a kiss?" She then leans in and kisses the 'coon deeply, head tilting to the side as she added her tongue in the kiss. Her hand that was busy with Ki's sex slipped her fingers inside again, thrusting vigorously while the palm rubbed along the flesh ontop of and surrounding her clit.
Clever pup...twining tongues would mute the scream she so wanted to fire off. Her legs spasmed, not sure if they wanted to close on the hand or spread and give her full access. She would slam her claws into the ground, trying to grab onto something that wasn't there. Her tail...well...it got a hell of a lot fuzzier, we'll put it that way.
Tatanya continued to work her digits into the cunt of the raccoon below her, curling them forwards to pleasure Ki's g-spot as best she could before her arm tires out, holding the kiss for a good minute before pulling away from her tasty lips. "Gonna cum for me, Ki? Mmmm, bet you are, cum for me, you sweet little pet of mine!" The husky panted, the smell of heady, aroused pussy saturating the air as she worked her fingers into the woman below her.
She was hitting all the right spots. It wasn't the touches that did it for her; if it was that simple, she would have done it herself. Hearing the command, the demand...that was what she was missing. She wrapped her arms around her...there was very little sound, but the sudden squeezing, the grip, and the sudden slowed breathing...
She nuzzled into Tatanya's neck with a contented sigh.
Tatanya smiled after the kiss was broken, just in time to watch the after-affects of the raccoon's orgasm, after returning the affectionate nuzzles. Her digits slowed down significantly, to merely tease her wet sex with gentle pawing and fingers lightly probing her entrance. "Mmm, such a lovely pet, I think we'll have fun together. Every night." She smiles, then pulls back to give Ki a soft kiss. "Now, does my pet have any request? Does she want a physical collar and leash?" She grins, giving her another soft kiss.
The second kiss prompted a severe shiver and a meek little cry to escape. She offered up a nuzzle under the husky's chin and pulled herself closer. "...m-maybe a leash in private...collar in public." That big ol' plush tail flitted around to cover them both. "As...soon as I can feel my...all of me again...and I can think..."
THe husky smiles down at her 'coon, nuzzling her in return and kissing her forehead. "That would be fun. We can look into getting a nice collar and leash to use tomorrow afternoon." SHe smiles, rolling them onto their sides on the floor, hugging her gently and letting her fluffy tail curl around them both as well. "Shall we do some comics after a bit? Get you going on a few of the easy ones tonight and get you tested up on them?"
She nodded slowly. "I...please help me up, though?" She sat up on her own, if not a bit shakily in her efforts. Her legs were still jello, and she didn't feel like wrecking anything. "What...did you have in mind?"
Tatanya smiled down to the raccoon, stepping aside and helping her up and back into the chair before the computer. "Some of the easy stuff is quick enough, let's do those before we head home." She then helps direct her to the proper comics so they could get quite a few knocked out before the end of the night.
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The next morning, Tatanya was in the commons area, and she was feeling rather bored with things. She had just acquired the raccoon's avatar in the keeper jar that had been floating around for many school years, being handed down and sold off after some A student had somehow acquired one from the school system. She was just looking at the avatar, and a small smile crossed her features. She sent her own out and inside, which then proceeded to give all sorts of lewd attention to the figment of electronic imagination. Rubs and gropes were to be had, and the husky, belatedly, set her bag infront of it, to keep the attention somewhat hidden from passerby.
While Ki'Taye was not at all opposed to the arrangement, the avatar was. She - if one could call it that - was sitting at the bottom of the jar, legs crossed, and arms crossed across her chest. Like many avatars, it was a manifestation of Ki'Taye's interests and attitude, looking like a smaller, cuter, cartoonier version of herself. Still, it was odd that it was in a deep green duster and thigh high boots. How she managed to get that on her avatar when everyone else looked like comical school bullies, or knights, or ninjas was beyond...everyone, really. Either she bargained with the administrators or she was doing something that shouldn't have been.
Anywho, it wasn't looking at her, content to pout at the bottom of the jar. Ki'Taye was probably in class.
Tatanya's avatar, herself, was an obscure reference to some old novel, buried deep within the depths of the A-class servers, dressed in a skin-tight tech suit meant for powered armor of some sort to be attached to it. Her own avatar sat at the other end of the jar, looking into the eyes of the avatar across from it, before standing to sit beside the avatar. Her avatar reached across to pet the Coon's own, to ease her into touch and attention.
The avatars would only get so close before Ki'Taye's shied away. It...wasn't exactly friendly right now, what being shoved into a bottle and all. The tiny tail flitted back and forth in a manner that would make humming birds jealous. It looked away, defeated, as if to say "You win, now leave me alone".
Tatanya raised an eyebrow at her Avatar's interaction with the other, then smirked, shaking her head. Her own avatar, of course, wasn't used to being rebuffed in anything it wanted, much like that of the owner, so it approached Ki'Taye's avatar again, this time to pounce and pin it to the bottom of the jar before sitting on top with a grin, reaching to touch and pet the other Avatar's head and hair.
The tiny Ki put up a bit of a fight, but let's face it, a Class F is not going to take a Class A by herself. The avatar was quickly pinned down, and despite her struggling, was pet. Elsewhere in the school, Ki'Taye (who was in the middle of a math lesson) perked her head up. She felt the pin, though she could still move around. "What is she doing?" was the thought on her mind...at least until the pets were felt. She shivered and stifled the soft purr that wanted to come out of her.
Her own avatar sat on the other, smiling and just scratching her head softly. Tatanya, herself, watched in amusement, wondering what Ki was feeling on her own end. Her avatar, though, just kept petting and ruffling her counterpart's head and ears, but then leaned to plant a long kiss on those lips, making her owner grin and her tail sway behind her as she watched, licking her lips slightly.
The avatar would squirm still, with one of those "oh dear god, what is she doing?!" looks on her face. The real Ki'Taye would get the feeling as well, which led to her licking her own lips curiously. This caught the teacher's attention, which ended up in a bit of a scolding and an apology.
Once the teacher turned her back, she would slide her phone out and shoot a text message out.
"What is going on?"
Tatanya would giggles softly as she watches her avatar kiss the captured one, then lean back and look into the other avatars eyes. She hears the chirp on her phone app, reading through it with a smirk. She then writes up a quick response.
"Seems my avatar is getting a little fresh with yours, x3"
She sends it, then turns back and watches for a little more, before slipping the cage with the two avatars into her pack and heading to the snack bar to get something before her own class. She would be content to let the avatars do whatever, her tail swishing at the thought of what things they could get in to.
It would be a few moments before the phone chirped again. "Well, tell them to be careful! I'm starting to react on my end, and it's pissing off the teacher. I don't want all this to be for naught...or worse, end up in remedial classes."
Remedial classes were what students at the academy had to go through should their avatar's health points be reduced down to zero. It was also a punishment handed out by teachers to particularly disruptive students. It wasn't unknown, but it wasn't something that Class A had to deal with it very often.
Tatanya checks her phone as she sips on a juice, grinning a little bit. She recalls her avatar before it's attentions grew too bold on the poor raccoon's avatar. She relaxes for a little more, then made her way to her classroom.
With the cessation of harassment, the phone would chirp a little thank you. It'd be a few more minutes, however, before she got another message. "...so...what did you have in mind for after school?"
Tatanya smirks, typing out a reply as she waits for her class to start.
'Well, I think tonight might be a good night to give you a little instruction in focus. Hee. We'll meet back at the Library again tonight. Wear a skirt.'
When the class starts, she sends the text really quick, enjoying her snack while listening to her lessons, soaking it in like a sponge.
"...I see where this is going. I'll be there with bells on."
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Well, she kept to her word. She got to the library a little earlier than last time, and was dressed as she was told. She managed to grab the punkiest skirt she could find and, true to her text, she did have little bells on the waistband. Maybe she was being a bit silly, maybe she was doing it to annoy the librarian...but she was wearing them.
Tatanya walked to the library with a lollipop in her maw and a bag on her back, entering the Library through the main doors. She waved to the librarian with a smile, then moved to one of the open tables and set her bookbag down, wondering where the raccoon may have been, a smile on her lips as she thought about what ways she could have fun with her.
She was waiting...watching...hoping that the husky would do exactly what she just did. She looked around to make sure nobody they knew was there before slinking up behind her (raccoons and their stealth) and wrapping her arms around the A-Class' shoulders. "I'm sorry if you were waiting long."
Tatanya wasn't expected to be snuck up on, so when she felt arms wrapping around her, she let out a very un-dignifying shriek as she was startled, putting a hand over her muzzle before turning her head to give her a glare, then couldn't help a giggle. "Jesus, you scared me!"
The husky leans back against the raccoon for a bit, then pats her arms. "I wasn't waiting long, had just gotten here not too long ago." She picks up her bag and gets up, pulling the raccoon along with to the study books section with her. "WHat do you know about your country of origin?"
"I'm not Jesus. I'm Ki'Taye!" She stuck her tongue out at her (that would probably be "regretted" later) and listened to her question. A question about Heritage was one she had not anticipated. It left her with a pained, if not confused look on her face. "My...country of origin? I don't know, really. Never bothered to ask my folks about it." She followed along obediently, tail swaying back and forth in time with her steps. "It was never an issue with us."
Tatanya nods, then shrugs. "I only was asking because there are tests on various countries in the system, and they are weighted fairly heavily, which can help boost your scores if you have any knowledge about the country beyond where it is on the map. Transfer students can gain a lot of ground by taking tests on countries they have... intimate knowledge of." She smiles, leading him to the geography section, specifically the 'Spark Notes' section. "These little guides are heavily paged, but they're only a starting point. A little more knowledge can help improve your scores, but typically it would be something that a citizen would need to know to be a 'good citizen,' like politics, religion, et cetera." She smiles, then glances around before standing beside her, letting her paw wrap around her back to rest on her hip, hand tucking into the raccoon's skirt to rub and play with her hip.
"Countries? Well, I do know that one song from that old cartoon." She cleared her throat and began to sing. "United States, Canada, Mexico, Panama, Haiti, Jamacia, Peru..." She DID sound a bit like Yakko Warner when she sang, mind you. Her singing came to a halt once they found the Spark Notes. "Hey! I know these..." She picked one out at random. "We all use these to deal with our literature class when the book's boring as hell. Never, ever going to read War and Peace unabridged. Swear it." She looked at her. "...what do you like to read?"
Tatanya chuckles. "That's not gonna help ya with the tests, though that was pretty good." She shrugs, then leans against the notes aisle. "These are handy, but there's never gonna have every answer to the test questions. Guess about 75% of the test will be on there, which isn't a good grade for what you're trying to do." SHe smiles, then looks around them at the mostly quiet library. "Now... bend over the rack." SHe grins, pulling out a rather lengthy strap-on from her bag.
She grumped. War and Peace was her weakness...curse that book to hell. She turned to ask a question, but saw...that thing. That thing was going in...HER?! Needless to say, her reaction was kinda priceless (https://e621.net/post/show/966566/-2016-3-anthro-big_penis-bottomless-brown_hair-cat). "A-are you sure it's going to fit in there?" The rack was gripped as she bent over. "What...where did you get that?"
Tatanya was grinning and putting the harness on by the time that the 'coon was turned and leaning over, putting the one end inside herself with a sharp inhale, getting it nice and settled before she gripped her partner by the hips, squeezing the flesh through her skirt before lifting it up to expose her lovely rear. "Mmm, a favor from one of my peers. Told them that I had an itch I needed to scratch." She grins, gently rubbing the tip of the faux cock against the rear of her toy. "Mmm, it'll fit, I guarentee it." She giggles softly, rubbing just beneath Ki's tail with a paw, the other still working the tip of her cock against Ki's sex, until she would be nice and ready to take it.
Her teeth dug into her lip; the sensation was both exhilarating and absolutely, mind-numbingly terrifying. "Gonna have to 'thank' your friend for this one." She gripped the rack,making sure it was stable for what was about to happen, and pressed back against it. She was as ready as she was going to get, given the circumstances. Her tail, of course, let its own mind wander; it lifted a tiny bit, making the intruding finger a little less awkward to deal with.
Tatanya chuckles, rubbing the underside of her tail before pulling it up and out of the way. SHe then nudged the tip of that phallus into a warm, wet hole, gently thrusting inside as she enjoys the slight resistance she feels from the toy pushing inside. "Mmmm, how does it feel?" SHe asks softly, leaning to nip at her ear to toy with her, give her all sorts of conflicting, delicious sensations. "How rough does my pet want it? How quiet can she keep?" SHe grins, rubbing her paws along the 'coon's hips.
It may have been a gentle thrust, but it was enough to get the raccoon to bite her lip and try to stifle the pleasured sounds dying to escape. Opposing ears twitched at the nibbling, and her hips leaned into the silky touches. "I-if we want...quiet, we may...may want gentle." She wiggled her hips against the husky, causing the bells on her skirt to jingle again. "O-of course...your pet is not all opposed to a little roughness..."
Her cheeks flushed. "...pet...I like that title..."
Tatanya grins, grabbing a hold of her hips, gently working the toy into her sex as she tugs on her ear a little bit, then pulls back. "Mmmm, well, we'll go gentle, then, don't need to draw too much attention to ourselves." She grins, then gives slow, gentle thrusts with the toy after getting it fully worked into her. "Mmmm....It fits you well, I'll call you that..." She grins, murring softly, enjoying the stimulation that she was getting while giving it to her 'coon girl. "Now, don't make a mess that I have to clean up, pet." She grinds the toy into the 'coon's sex, squeezing her hips tight.
A muffled whimper escaped her, Ki having to stuff her hand into her mouth to do so. The bells jingled a bit, even with the gentle thrust. "N-no...no...messes." Who was she kidding. It was huge, rubbing her in the right spots...enough to get her to press back. The husky would have to get a better grip on her if she was going to stop it. Of course, she'd probably want to stop her from digging into the rack as well; dull as they were, they were still claws, and they were still scraping away at the surface.
Tatanya kept grinding her strapon toy into the raccoon before her, leaning to nip her ear again, then slowly works her hips to thrust into her delicious sex. The racks had seen many, many years of service, so a few more scratches wouldn't be too out of place. WHat would give them away more with the scent of aroused racoon and husky, though. SHe grips a pawful of the 'coon's ass and murrs, enjoying the squish to it. Her own small end was getting her worked up, as well.
The quiet didn't last too long. She eventually let one squeak turn into a deep moan. She pressed herself back up against the pupper, her need clear as day. Her tail slid around the husky's middle loosely, unable to squeeze her as she wanted to. It didn't stop her from trying in the least. The rack would begin swaying with their movements, as he grip had tightened onto it.
Tatanya decided that her pet was being too loud, as evident by her reaching around with one hand to wrap around the 'coon's muzzle to keep her somewhat more quiet, the other paw pinching her ass as she rolls her hips a little more firmly into that lovely backside, sliding the toy deep into her charge. SHe was getting a bit too focused on driving the toy, though, as she forgot they were in the library, looking around them for a moment.