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"Alright... just a bit more..." Someone spoke inside one of the classrooms. It was the afternoon, so most students have already left, except for those who have evening classes, but those are pretty few.

"Fuck... can't... hold it!" Came a sweet, masculine voice, right before loud moans erupted from both individuals, followed by audible splatter sounds of heavy fluids hitting the concrete floor, hard.

Inside the classroom, Brightseed was leaning on the teacher's desk, panting and sweating hard. "Looks like... huff... looks like you're good for today." He turned around and smiled at the corgi professor he met at the orientation party, who was panting and sweating equally hard, adjusting his glasses a bit.

"Thanks for... for doing this, sir..."

"Don't mention it, kiddo." The canine caught his breath a bit, one hand rubbing over the ram's well-sculpted back, while his other hand gently groped and squeezed at those subtle ass cheeks. "I still can't believe how soft they feel."

Brightseed let out a tired chuckle. "I'd say it's a gift." Then stood up, slowly letting the professor's cock slip out of his rear. "I'm gonna hit the showers and head back to my dorm." He turned around and planted a small peck on the dog's lips. "Again, thank you for doing this."

"Always a pleasure, kid." The professor replied as he grabbed a handful of tissue and began cleaning his cock and wiping his body, just as Brightseed did the same with his messy ass crack.

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On his way back to the dorms, walking down the paved road while humming a tune to himself, he saw a figure near to the fountain sitting nearby, smoking. He took a closer look and saw that it was the new student, Tyler Copperfield, the wolf staying in Barry's and Jake's room.

Rumors were already floating around about how he's a troublemaker... a bully... has a criminal past, is a druggie, lots of wild stories with no shred of proof to any of them. Brightseed wasn't one for gossip and rumors... but there was one rumor that he can confirm right now if he played his cards right.

He made his way to the wolf and noticed that he was dressed pretty heavily. Sure most nights on Atlas are pretty cold, but nothing that warrants this much clothing. "Hey there." He got the wolf's attention, at this distance he saw that the wolf was smoking a blunt. "How's it going? Enjoying the academy so far?"

"Oh, hey... you're one of Barry's friends, right?" Despite the size of the blunt, clearly having been smoked quite a bit, the wolf was pretty awake and aware, his eyes weren't even red. "Yeah, the place itself is pretty great... could do with less assholes, though."

"Well, that's a bummer." Brightseed sat beside Tyler, pretty close too. "How about I help get your mind off of things?" Tyler didn't even acknowledge the question... did the weed finally get to him? "I can help you forget about your troubles, if only for one night~" He continued with a seductive voice, his hand shamelessly reaching over to give the wolf's crotch a firm grope.

Only then did Tyler jump up. "S-sorry, I remembered that have to be somewhere!" He didn't even say 'goodbye' or 'goodnight', just up and left, phone in hand, and typing frantically.

Brightseed let out a small huff of irritation, but he at least got a hint about that certain rumor. The wolf had a humanoid one, felt pretty thick too, even when limp. That much was good for the ram, as he stood up and resumed his way back to the door.

He took one last turn to the wolf... only to see him talking to one of the professors. Judging from their body language, they weren't talking about class. Something did feel off about the whole thing, too.

So he got a little bit closer, just to make sure that his eyes weren't deceiving him, he noticed that it was the academy's football coach, the doberman wore a t-shirt that was clearly a few sizes too small as it threatened to burst into shreds if he even breathed wrong.... he also noticed the wolf giving the coach a sheet of pinkish pills, in turn, the canine handed a decent amount of cash to the wolf.

But things didn't stop there, the coach wanted something more. He held Tyler's chin softly in one hand, tilted his face up a bit before pressing their lips together, the wolf didn't resist. Only then did the dog finally notice the ram in the distance, who looked a bit lost, not wanting to take any chances, he whispered into Tyler's ear before ushering him away, but not before giving him a firm pat and squeeze on the rear. Again, Tyler didn't object.

Brightseed saw the professor walking up to him. "Hey there, kid. You lost?"

The ram looked at the coach with a small smile of embarrassment. "Oh, sorry, sir. Got a bit lost." He scratched the back of his head. "I was cramming so much stuff into my brain in the library, got a test coming up, and it seems most of it replaced the directions to the dorms." He let out a small bashful chuckle.

"Oh, yeah. Boy, I don't envy you there." The old dog let out his own small chuckle. "I remember how a few friends and I used to cram for exams and such. The only thing I miss about those times are the moments we got to spend together, studying or not." He pointed in the direction that Brightseed was going in with a thumb. "Just continue down that way. You'll see the dorms in seconds."

"Thanks, coach. You're a lifesaver." Brightseed then gave the man a small wave as he walked in the pointed direction. His mind replaying what he saw just now over and over again.

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The next morning Tyler was walking back to the dorms from classes, luckily for him, he doesn't have any more classes for the day. He sat down under a tree, lit up a cigarette, and took a few puffs.

"Hello again!" The wolf jumped a bit as the ram from last night appeared beside him all of a sudden. "Can I sit here?"

Tyler looked a bit suspiciously at the ram... but waved lazily. "Knock yourself out."

Brightseed smiled and sat down, "Thank you~" then pulled out a tablet and booted it while picking up the pen. It was an advanced drawing tablet that connects wirelessly to your phone and/or computer. Once a drawing is finished, the piece is saved on either/or. "You know... I saw you last night..." He didn't need to look at the wolf to know how stiff and tense his body became. "Personally: I think you should stop."

Tyler suddenly grabbed his face from below, forcing him to turn his way. "If you fucking tell anyone..."

Brightseed was pretty calm, and a bit cheery despite their position. "Don't worry. I didn't tell anyone, nor am I planning on it." Once Tyler knew that the ram wasn't pulling his tail, he finally let go. "I'm sure you don't care about the rumors. But they are reaching all kinds of people, maybe even outside of the academy." He went back to sketching on his tablet. "They're definitely reaching little Jake, though." Again, Tyler's body tensed up. "He's worried, ya know. The more those rumors circle around, the more real they become, regardless of evidence."

"Have a good day." Tyler said curtly as he stood up, attempting to leave.

"You don't have to talk to a counselor or anything. At least talk to Jake." Brightseed paused to let that sink in. "He loves you, you know... and cares about you a lot. Think about that before you continue doing this stupid shit."

"Thanks for the lecture. I'll be sure to note it down." Tyler replied, a bit too rudely, before walking away.

He arrived at the dorms and reached to open the door. Only for it to swing open, luckily it missed him, but the person rushing out didn't and they toppled all over each other. "Ow... fucking... Dude, watch where you're go-" He stopped as he saw that it was Jake.

The golden retriever also noticed and quickly stood up. "Oh shit. Sorry, Tyler, kind of in a hurry at the moment." He patted himself down before offering his hand to the wolf, who took it and stood up, patting himself down as well.

As he finished, he noticed the canine looking at him with a concerned look. "What?"

"Tyler... is there... something you're not telling me?"

The wolf's body tensed up again, this time, a growl escaped his throat. "Oh, for fuck's sake. Why the hell can't any of you-" He was remembered Barry's words mid-snap, then silenced himself immediately. "Just forget it. Don't you have somewhere to be?"

Jake's eyes bugged out. "Oh shit! I'm late!" The dashed right past the wolf. "We're gonna talk about this when I get back!"

"Whatever..." Tyler sighed as he walked into the dorms.

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A few days later, it was close to midnight, and pretty much everything was closed in the academy. But that didn't stop a couple of figures from slipping into the darkened library.

"I don't think we should be here..." Tyler whispered as he walked in.

The other person, a tall and beefed up doberman, the football team's coach, quietly closed the door behind them. "Don't worry. No one uses the library at this time, plus there are no cameras here, and I have the spare keys to the place. So don't pussy out on me now, kid."

"Whatever... Let's just be quick about it..." Tyler began taking off his clothes right there.

"That's more like it~" The doberman stated as he watched the wolf undressing, reaching into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulling out a half-empty sheet of familiar pills, taking one out and popping it into his mouth, using his spit to swallow it. A few seconds later, he let out a small grunt as it took effect, his hefty sheath twitching as his cock slowly slid out. "Now come over here and let's get started."

Tyler silently obeyed, now naked except for his jock, walking up to the older doberman and pressing their lips together. The canine clearly wasn't one for soft-play, his tongue viciously thrashed around inside Tyler's mouth, while his hands gently clawed at the wolf's back, before grabbing his rear tightly, practically manhandling and molesting Tyler from top to bottom. And he wasn't even being quite about, lots of growling, snarling, and wet lip-smacking, plus the occasional slap to Tyler's rear.

"Fuck yeah, get down there and get to work, pup." He growled lustily as he pushed Tyler to his knees. Tyler complied as he lowered the man's pants, his cock already hard, veined up, and leaking, he took it into his mouth and began sucking on it, gently at first, but soon picking up the pace, much to the dog's delight. "Fuck yeah. That's more like it~"

The doberman's hand grabbed Tyler's head, holding a handful of his hair tightly and began moving the wolf's head faster of his cock. "Come on, slut. Work this cock!" He growled as he started humping hard into Tyler's mouth. Suddenly, he let out a deep growl as he delivered an extra hard thrust, forcing his way into and past Tyler's throat, electing a series of gags, coughs, and dry heaves from the wolf. But the doberman didn't care, he kept going with the humps and thrusts for a couple of minutes more before finally pulling back, letting Tyler breath for a few seconds before going back to the throat fucking.

During all of that, despite his discomfort, Tyler didn't say a word, he just let the dog do his thing with no complaint. His mouth was dripping with a mixture of drool and pre from the doberman, dripping all over the carpet below them.

Suddenly, the doberman stopped and yanked his cock out of Tyler's throat. "Come on, time for the main course." He pulled the wolf up to his feet, turning him around and pushing him against one of the bookshelves, his hands then grabbed Tyler's ass cheeks and spread them apart, aiming his spear-like cock right at the wolf's pucker.

"Just... just take it easy, okay?" Tyler pleaded as he tried to relax his pucker as much as possible. But it wasn't enough to lessen the pain, that is if the doberman entered slowly, the old bastard just rammed the entire thing right in, minus the knot that pressed hard against his hole. "GGRAAHHH!!... Motherfucker..." He growled to himself before turning to look at the dog. "I said take it fucking easy, you old bastard!"

*SLAP* The doberman's palm connected with the wolf's face quite hard. "Don't talk back or look at me, got that, you little bitch!" Not hearing an answer from the wolf, he simply slammed the other side of his cheek, equally hard. "I asked you a fucking question, slut!"

Tyler let out a small growl... but hung his head in defeat. "Yes, sir..."

"Good... But don't think you're off the hook for back talking like that." He grabbed one of Tyler's arms and pulled it back hard, electing a growl of pain from the wolf, then the other arm followed, holding them together with one hand while Tyler's face pressed against the books. "If you're gonna act like a bitchy whore, you're gonna be treated like one!" Then started fucking the wolf hard, not caring if it was painful for Tyler or not, in fact, he wanted it to hurt.

Tyler could do nothing but let it happen, this guy was a teacher, after all, it's the wolf's word against the dog's, not like he can say anything, to begin with. So he just remained silent and let the dog use his body as he saw fit.

But a sudden stab of pain in his ass elected a deep growl from Tyler, the dog forced his knot in without warning. "Gonna fucking break you open!" The doberman growled as he began pulling back... until his knot popped out, only to slam it right back in. "But that's what you want, isn't it!?" He repeated the pull then push motion, a little quicker this time. "Treated like the fucking whore, you are..." Pull out, then push back in. "Bet you're loving this, aren't ya?" He was pretty much knot fucking Tyler at this point.

He continued doing the same thing again and again, until one final thrust in, his knot inflated to its full size, locking them together, the doberman let out a deep growl as his balls pulled and bunched up, just before releasing torrent after torrent of his seed. "There ya fucking go... I'm knocking you up, you little bitch... Let's see how mouthy you are when pups start popping outta there..."

Tyler was fully male, so there was no chance of pregnancy, but it seems to be some kind of fantasy for the old dog. The old man wasn't done with his orgasm and forced his knot out of Tyler's hole, the rest of his load shooting all over the wolf's back, some landing on the books, while most of the doberman's load gushed out of his rear and onto the carpet below.

Once the dog was done, he turned Tyler around and grabbed his face. "Never talk back to me, again. Got it?" Then shoved him against the shelves, letting him slide down to the floor. He pulled out the sheet of pills from his pocket and looked at it with a scowl. "Pheh, 'lasts for one hour' my ass." Then tossed it right at the wolf. "Barely felt a thing after one minute. You're lucky your ass is good enough, otherwise, I would've beaten you senseless for selling me this cheap shit." His dick was about halfway back in his sheath at this point, but he grabbed it... and aimed it right at Tyler. "Welp, time for your desserts..." He let out a deep sigh... seconds before a golden stream splashed all over the wolf, who was too tired to complain at this point.

Once he was done, he shook his dick a couple of times before stuffing it back into his pants. "Next time, you better have something better for me, or I will keep my promise of beating your ass." He turned around to leave, grabbed the door handle. "And clean up this fucking mess, don't want people asking questions in the morning. Dealing with those horny himbo-jocks is giving me a migraine as it is." Then finally left.

Tyler was left all alone in the dark library tired, aching, and smelling like sex and piss. But he had to get up and clean the mess, that old dog isn't the only one who doesn't want people asking questions. Luckily for him, the library has its janitorial closet... and the door can be opened from the inside without the key.

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A few days later, Tyler was finally done with his classes, they seemed to drag on forever for the last couple of days. He was still a bit sore from that time with coach dickhead, to the point that he halted all 'deliveries' until he recuperated.

He finally reached his room, tossed his back on one of the beds, and began taking his clothes off. "Welcome back." He jumped a bit with a small yelp, looking over to the desk to find Barry sitting there, one ear plugged by an earpod.

"Fucking hell, man. You scared the shit out of me!"

"Not literally, hopefully. Shit is hard to remove from the carpet." The bear replied snarkily.

"Very funny." Tyler was about to put his clothes in the wardrobe he shared with Jake... but saw a sheet of pink pills, sitting right there on his bed.

"Oh yeah, found those when I was cleaning the room. You shouldn't dabble with this stuff, dude." Barry didn't turn away from the screen as he spoke.

"Well, no one gave you the right to sniff around my stuff." Tyler's irritation was rising by the second.

"You should be thanking me, really." He paused to let that sink in a bit, before continuing. "The supervisor was here for an inspection." He turned his chair around to see the look of shock and horror on the wolf's face. "It was clear that this wasn't a normal inspection, he was looking for something. Luckily for you..." Barry opened one of the desk's drawers and pulled out three plastic bags... all of them filled to the top with various kinds of drugs. "I'm better at hiding stuff than you are." Then tossed the bags onto the bed.

"W-w-why...?" Was all that Tyler could get out of his mouth.

Barry shrugged before replying. "Because I know that if they find all of that, expulsion won't be the only thing waiting for." He took a deep breath before letting it out through his nostrils. "And I knew that it would kill Jake if that ever happened. I couldn't allow it."

"So what? You expect me to thank you or something?" Barry didn't reply, while Tyler's irritation was reaching its peak before turning to anger. He nodded with frustration. "Fine, fine..." Then turned around and went down onto all fours, hiking his tail high up. "Just do it and we'll forget this ever happened."

"What are you doing?"

"What, I'm just returning the favor, like a 'good friend'. Is that bad, too?" Tyler scoffed as he lifted himself onto his knees. "You ursines are all the fucking same..."

"Excuse me?"

"You fucking heard me!" Tyler turned around to face Barry, sitting cross-legged. "You all act so kind and loving, big, soft, and gentle teddy bears, who the fuck doesn't like those. But once you get someone in one of your 'bear hugs' you never let go, until they snap or break in your grip."

Barry let out another breath through his nose. "So... one of your former clients was ursine..."

"Yeah. He helped me put my life back together, allowed me to live in luxury, even helped me get a job. Everything was going so fine and dandy until the sonovabitch revealed his true colors when it was time for me to 'pay him back for his kindness'." Tyler was breathing hard at that point. "Bastard was slowly building up to that point. It was the most miserable time of my life, worse than living with either of my parents if you'd believe."

Barry didn't say anything, he just stood up and stepped closer to Tyler, the wolf again changing his seating on his knees. He reached up to grab the bear's dick... but Barry held both his hands gently. "Come on. Up."

"What, you want a kiss first? Don't you get enough of those from Jake?"

"Just do it."

Tyler just scoffed, but complied, nonetheless. "Fine, now what did you want to do-" His words died in his mouth.

As Barry held him in a tight embrace.

"H-hey, what the fuck man?" Barry didn't let go. "Okay, fine, you had your fun, now let go." Again, he didn't. Tyler began struggling against the hug. "Come on, man. This isn't... funny anymore..." Still holding on. "Let me... fucking... go, already!" Tyler started punching and scratching at the bear's sides and ribs, that's all he could reach since Barry hugged him around his arms as well.

Tyler kept screaming, threatening, punching, and scratching at the bear, but nothing worked. Eventually, the wolf got tired and stopped, his arms dropping down to his sides, numb and limp.

As tears began falling from the wolf's eyes. "Just let me fucking go man..." Despite his last plead, Tyler's arms rose... and tightly hugged the bear back. Barry just let him cry out all of his frustration and anger, his hug softening a bit as one hand rubbed the wolf's back, the other gently scratched the back of his head.

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A couple of hours later, Jake finally came back from classes. He had consecutive classes today.

He arrived back in their room. "I'm back." He stopped mid-step in as he saw Barry and Tyler sitting on the bear's bed. Barry had one hand around Tyler's shoulder, as the wolf laid one head on his.

"Good, you're back." Barry gestured to Jake's bed. "Sit. Tyler here has a few confessions to make." Jake did as he was told after closing the room's door.

Tyler sat up properly, giving Barry one last glance, before taking a deep breath... letting it out... and started talking. He first apologized to both Barry and Jake for being difficult ever since he arrived, then finally started telling his story.

He gave a summarized version of the events that took place before he was accepted. His parents, of course, refused to give him the money to travel, so he tried looking for a job so he can save up, during one of those job hunts, he bumped into a gentleman, a tall, portly, polar bear, who took him in as a... yard worker of sorts.

Everything was going well. The guy would tip pretty generously, allowing the wolf to buy expensive stuff, things he had to hide from his father, knowing he would sell what he could and drown himself further in booze. Until the day he asked him to come into the house, then things began taking a turn.

First were shirtless pictures. They seemed innocent enough, the man stating they're for a youth magazine of sorts, that and the wolf was pretty desperate for the money. After that was underwear photos, again Tyler was desperate, so he didn't ask any questions.

Once the guy had a decent collection, he called the wolf into his house and laid out his real intentions. The pictures were for blackmail purposes, Tyler wasn't stupid though, even if he reported the man to the police, the polar bear was a well-known member of their community and highly respected, the useless officers wouldn't even suspect, let along investigate the man.

It also turned out he wasn't the only one, Tyler was the newest member of a growing 'harem' of 'obedient boys'. Turns out the guy a prostitution ring, with drug distribution on the side, his clients usually ordering one of the young men along with their drug of choice.

"And the bear? What did he do, exactly?" Jake asked with deep concern.

Tyler took a small, shaky breath before letting it out. "He would 'train' us, himself..."

The man would personally train and groom the boys for any kind of scenario that his clients had in mind, he wasn't gentle about it, either. Tyler got plenty of attention cause the man liked him at the time, so he was very hands-on and thorough with his training. "There were times where I wasn't even allowed to go home. Heh... not like anyone there was gonna help me."

"So... how did you get away from him?"

"By doing exactly what I planned to do in the first place: Save up money." It was a very slow process, but eventually, Tyler was able to muster up the cash for a one-way ticket to Atlas. So, on one of the days he was allowed to go home, he did go there, but only to pack up some essentials and hitchhike all the way to the spaceport. Of course, most of those he got rides from didn't offer out of the goodness of there hearts, so that was the only time that all the training he got came in handy.

He made it to the spaceport, got past security, and was boarding the plane, it was at that time that he sent a message to Jake telling him of the date and possible time that the shuttle would arrive.

"And the other boys... what happened to them." Again, Jake asked with concern.

"I... did what had and could do." Just as he got into his seat in the shuttle, he called the direct number of the Guardians, the superhero organization that patrolled around their territory in the universe. "I told them everything I knew. They sounded skeptical, especially since I couldn't offer any evidence, but acting on it or not is up to them."

"You couldn't bring the others with you?"

Tyler shook his head sadly. "Our group would've been too big, we would've been caught. Plus I only had the money for one person, didn't even have enough to eat at the spaceport." He leaned forward, holding his face in his hand... his body began shaking as tears dripped down and sobs escaped him. "I know that you think... that I'm a h-horrible person." He lifted his face, tears streaming down his face. "I-I-I wanted to help them... I swear I did... but I couldn't... I just couldn't..."

Jake jumped from his seat and to the wolf, hugging him tightly. "You did all you could. You tried... you're not a bad person..." His hug tightened just as Barry joined in the embrace, hugging them both.

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Outside the door, Lance, Natsumi, Brightseed, Deneb, and the rest of their circle of friends had smiles on their faces as the peaked in through a crack in the door. "Looks like things are gonna be good," Natsumi stated, getting agreement nods from the others, just before he silently closed the door.

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After Tyler managed to get all of that frustration out of his system, they released the group hug. Tyler wiped the tears from his eyes as he smiled at Barry and Jake, a genuine, honest smile this time.

"So... everything gonna be alright, now?" Barry asked as he gently ruffled the wolf's head.

"Well... there's something else I should mention..." Both Jake and Barry waited for him to speak. "During one of those hitchhiking trips, the driver and I stopped at his ranch for the day, he lived alone, and we... had plenty of sex that day. He wasn't that old, but his stamina still surprised me... he even had me wear a few outfits he kept for such occasions."

"Oh, Tyler..." Jake cooed softly as he sat beside the wolf.

"No... actually... that day I loved it... everything we did, even the outfits. He was gentle and loving throughout the night." He took a deep breath before continuing. "He even let me have the outfits I wore that night... I hungered for his touch between those times we took breaks." He stood up and made his way to Jake's wardrobe, pulling out his duffel bag and sifting through it.

He pulled out a few articles of clothing and laid them out beside him... then stood up and wore a couple. Both Jake and Barry watched in shock as the full outfit came into view.

Tyler stood there in latex arm sleeves, the type that only covers the arms, shoulders, and upper back, and black, see-through lace underwear. He walked up in front of Barry and Jake, doing a brief, slow turn. "So... how do I look?" He asked, bashfully, as a deep blush covered his face.

"You look... amazing!" Jake stated excitedly, his cock getting hard under his jock.

Barry went over to the bag and checked the rest of the outfits, clearly loving what he was seeing. "Quite the variety here. Would love to see you modeling these for us, sometime." Then stood up and walked up to Tyler, a knowing smirk spread wide on his face. "But I doubt that's the reason you mentioned that story." He leaned forward and whispered to the wolf. "You liked being someone's slut... didn't you?"

Jake heard that and expected Tyler to be pissed... but instead, the wolf's hand rose and held the bear's bulge in his palm, rolling it around a couple of times. "Is that a bad thing, sir?" He added the 'sir' part with a deep, sultry, and seductive voice.

Hearing the 'sir', once again, made Barry tingle in all the right places. "You sure you should be calling me that? I might just decide to put a collar on you as well~"

That caught Tyler by surprise. "Really?" He looked between Barry and Jake. "Aren't you guys together."

It was Jake's turn to smirk as he walked up to the wolf and embraced him from behind. "Yeah, we are. But I don't mind sharing my big bear and he doesn't mind sharing his little puppy~"

Barry stepped closer, pretty much sandwiching the wolf between him and Jake. "There you have it~" He held Tyler's chin in one hand and tilted his face up. "So, what will it be pup? Want me to wrap a nice collar around your neck and claim you like I did Jake?"

Tyler didn't even think about it and nodded. "Yes, please. Let me be your pup as well, sir. I promise to be good." Then he had his own smirk spread on his face. "Or be pretty bad, if you want~"

With that, Barry and Tyler locked their maws in a tight and deep tongue wrestling, while Jake knelt down, pulling the wolf's lace underwear down, spreading his cheeks and burying his face right in, making out with the wolf's pucker just as hard as Barry was with his mouth.

Soon enough, the room filled with the all too familiar sounds and scents of hard and wild sex.

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That same day, a few hours earlier. The doberman coach walked into the dean's office. "Morning, sir. You wanted to see me."

"Ah, yes, Mr. Bergham. Have a seat." The badger gestured to one of the chairs sitting in front of his desk. He then turned to his secretary, a slim and young fox, who was wearing nothing but a suit, which was barely covering his crotch area. "That'll be all, sweetheart~" The wolf nodded then placed the folders he had on the dean's desk before leaving. Once he was out of the office, Dean Rondo turned his attention back to Bergham. "Mr. Bergham... I called you today because I wanted to discuss our... ethics and rules."

"Why? They seem pretty good to me, as they are." The doberman replied with a shrug.

"Good to know." The badger locked his fingers together and rested his head on them. "But it seems that some people are... not taking them seriously..."

"What!? Tell me who they are and I'll have their asses expelled on the spot!"

The badger's smile at the moment was... disturbing. "Funny you should say that." Rondo used one hand to tap a few commands on his laptop, after the last tap, he turned it to face the coach.

It was a video, a camera feed recording of the library's insides.

"What's this?" Bergham began having a bad feeling.

"Just wait and watch." The dean's unsettling smile was still there.

The video continued playing for a few more seconds... [I don't think we should be here...] the coach's breathing stopped as he recognized that voice. [Don't worry. No one uses the library at this time, plus there are no cameras here, and I have the spare keys to the place. So don't pussy out on me now, kid] then the video showed both the coach and a student walking into the camera's view.

The dean paused the video there and reassumed the position with his head resting on his fingers, his smile spreading wider. "Do you know what this is?"

Bergham was sweating hot bullets at this point. "A v-v-v-video... s-sir... s-s-security recording..."

"Right, right... And where did this recording take place?"

"The l-library, sir..."

"Good... good..." He then unpaused the video and let it play out to completion this time, both the coach's and student's voices clear as glass, and the camera was just at the right angle to record the entire series of events. Once it finished, the dean closed the video's tab. "I'm sure you know why I called you here now, do you?"

"S-s-sir... I-I-I-I can explain..."

"Oh, please do." The dean's smile disappeared at that moment. "Please, explain to me how and why you forced yourself on a student."

"He asked for it!" The coach burst out suddenly, his collar practically soaked in sweat at this point. "He came up to me and begged for it! I-I-It was consensual, by both parties!"

"At first maybe. But even during intercourse, the moment one side declares discomfort and desire to stop, it instantly turns to non-consensuality, in other, simpler words, rape." Before the doberman could reply. "And let's not forget the pills you had. They clearly came from your pocket."

"He sold them to me!" Bergham was breathing hard at this point. He can't let his career end, not like this! "He was going around and selling those and plenty of drugs to anyone willing to pay!"

"And what's your proof?"

"Check his room, he told me that he has a huge stash waiting for the right customer!"

The dean shook his head. "Unfortunately for you, we already did and found nothing. No drugs, nor the smell of them."

"But...b-b-b-but he said-"

"That's enough, coach." The badger pressed a button on his desk, metal shutters above his windows began slowly going down. "I thought I made it clear where the academy, where I stand when it comes to rape..." He stood up from his desk, pushing his chair away as he slowly walked around. "I will not tolerate anyone forcing themselves on others, in any way, nor for any reason." He stood behind the coach, hands behind his back. "That goes double for the academy's teaching and administration staff..."

"Please... Mr. Rondo, you can't fire me now... what about the team? Y-you can't just drop a new coach on them, out of the blue and expect them to fall in line."

"Oh, yes, our football team. I'm gonna be honest here and say that I don't give a shit about sports." He blatantly stated as he made a show of checking his fingernails. "Our most important program is our Hero Training program. That was the academy's initial aim and purpose, wasn't it?"

"Mr. Rondo, please... please, I'm begging you..." The coach fell to his knees, hands grasped together. "I'll do anything, anything you ask!"

"Anything?" The doberman nodded with tears in his eyes. The badger closed his eyes... then, a few seconds later deep growls and grunts began emitting from the dean... His muscles growing slowly with each heartbeat, claws lengthening to lethal proportions, green, glowing veins popped all over his body as his suit tore and shred, falling off of his body in tatters.

He also grew in height until he he was, almost, nine feet, his teeth also grew to the point that his lips couldn't contain them. He opened his eyes to reveal nothing but the color green, glowing ominously. "Then how about I beat you to an inch of your life, right here, right now? You sure were ready to do it to a poor student." His voice was pretty deep, almost demonic.

The coach just remained there on his knees, he was about to reply but was cut off by the dean's large hand grabbing him by the neck and squeezing down. "But... I'm willing to give you a chance..."

"Gghhk... A-anything..."

"You have until the end of the football season. If I keep hearing good things about you, you're off the hook. But... one peep of complaint against you and will personally deliver you to the Hunter's lap!" Only then did he release the coach.

The moment he was released, the doberman gasped for much-needed air, coughing out a few times. "Of course, sir. Anything you say!" He stood up but was a bit hunched over in fear. "You'll hear nothing but good things, I promise."

"Good... now get the fuck outta my face." The doberman nodded again before racing to the door, frantically opening and closing it behind him. Once that was done and dealt with, the dean closed his eyes again and let out a deep sigh. Steam began bursting out of his pours as he practically began deflating, muscles shrinking as he became shorter until he was back to his original self.

He just let out a small huff as he tore what's left of his clothes off of his body, leaving himself naked except for his shoes. Just as he tossed the torn rags into the bin, his secretary walked in, waving his hand in front of his face, despite the smile. "I imagine you handled that well, sir?"

"As well, as I could, honestly." Then he walked over to the leather couch, kicked his shoes off, and laid down on it. "I'll be taking a nap now. Wake me up in an hour." The secretary nodded, but before leaving, he pressed a button near the door, the shutters began lifted as the windows opened up as well. Rondo waved lazily to the fox. "Thank you!" Then laid back down to let sleep take him to dreamland.