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"I can't believe you're going to do this, bro," Philip, a tall cat with ginger fur, said, watching me in the mirror as he took another chug from his drink.

I opened my muzzle and ran a tube of bright red lipstick along my lips. I rubbed them together. The waxy sensation was odd and new.

"You're gonna get beat up, you know." Hans, a slim otter spread over a chair, said while laughing as he tried to lift up my skirt.

I slapped his paw away.

"Nah, I'm going to be so beautiful, no one is going to know." I watched Philip down the rest of his drink behind me in the mirror as I rubbed some green eyeshadow into the fur above my eyes.

"I'm not so sure about that," Hans said, propping his chin up on his fist.

I stood up and turned around, revealing my new look. I had a shiny black skirt on with a red tank top that cropped just above my belly button. My paws were wrapped in fishnet gloves. I reached over and stuffed a couple of rolled up socks into my shirt and smoothed them out. "How do I look?"

Philip poured himself another glass of the harshly flavored vodka he had snuck from home.

"What?" I asked. "Am I not turning you on?" I turned and waved my tail at the otter.

"DUDE!" he said, shielding himself with his paws. "I'm pretty sure I just saw your balls."

"Ehh, you know you like it," I said, wiggling my butt closer to him until I lost my balance and fell over into the chair, right on top of the squirming otter.

He laughed as he pushed me off. "You're not very graceful, how are you going to walk in those heels?"

I pulled myself up from the floor and looked over at the tall, thin heels I had bought. They were shiny, sexy, and perfect for my look. I reached over and started sliding them on.

"Oh for fucks sake!" Philip said, looking away. "Close your damn legs! And did you really need to buy see-though underwear?"

I looked down. My short skirt was doing little to hide my lace covered bulge. I snapped my legs shut. "Oops! Going to have to remember that tonight."

"You're gonna get killed," Hans said, motioning to Philip to hand over the vodka. The cat reached out and passed the bottle, his head still turned to avoid looking at me.

"Oh, come on. It's just a little fun!" I finished buckling the strap on my heel, and hiked myself up. "This isn't so bad," I said, taking a step and immediately losing my balance and falling forward.

The two others filled the small dorm room with laughter. I pulled myself up again, and took a smaller step. A new born giraffe had more elegance then me stomping around the linoleum tiled floor in my killer heels.

"Boys," I said, holding up the last of my drink in a toast. They held up theirs too. "To a fun night!" We all chugged our cups, and I released an enormous burp, which filled the room with laughter again.

We stumbled down the hall, as I braced myself against the wall, feeling the booze hit me. We reached the elevator, and got in. I had never been more thankful for handrails in my life. My feet were already starting to kill me as my toes squeezed into the tight heels.

The elevator doors opened up, and three girls looked in.

"What... the... fuck," a raccoon said, looking at me.

"Jude?" A lioness asked, giving me a concerned look.

"What?" I asked, looking down at myself. "Is something hanging out?"

The lioness groaned. She reached out and grabbed my paw, pulling me from the elevator. "Jude, if you're going to dress like a girl... Actually dress like a girl. Come with me." She started pulling me, and I was just barely keeping up on the stilts strapped to the ends of my feet.

"Hey!" Hans said.

The lioness turned her head as she continued to pull me. "You boys go to the party! We will meet you there!"

The otter and cat looked at each other, shrugged and I watched the elevator door close in front of them.

The raccoon and the other girl, a cat with grey fur and a naturally sour face, looked even more annoyed as they followed us to the lionesses' room.

She pushed me down on her bed, and started taking off my heels.

"Hey, Amanda, what are you doing?!"

"These," she said, holding up the weapons of mass destruction, "are not heels for you."

"But, I paid good money for those!" I said, watching her toss them across the room, almost hitting the raccoon, who jumped out of the way.

"Don't worry; you can have them back tomorrow." She stood up and turned around. "Lucky for you, my roommate is out of town for the weekend, and she has big feet. Ah!" She turned around with a pair of plain, black shoes with a thick, short heel sticking out from them.

"Uhhg, those are ugly!" I said, pushing them away.

Amanda rolled her eyes, and turned around again. She pulled out a pair of heels with a thinner, but still not very tall heel.

"What are you trying to do to me? I'm not a little old lady."

She raised an eyebrow. "Look, you're going to wear these, and you're going to be thankful they're short by the end of the night." She got down on her knees and slipped them on to me. They were quite a bit more comfortable. "As for the rest of you..." She pulled me back up onto my feet, and just as I got my balance on the new heels, I felt my skirt get pulled down

"AMANDA!" I yelled, as the two other girls giggled. I slapped my paw over my lacey junk and glared at her.

She was biting her lip trying not to laugh too. "Jude, really?"

"What? They were cheap!"

"I can tell!"

She rolled her eyes again, and walked to her closet. The girls giggled again.

Amanda brought back a leather pencil skirt and a sequin top. "You wreck these, you die. Understood?"

I took the skirt from her and looked at it. "Think it will fit?"

"It better! Or else I'm going to have to start a new diet! Now, put it on."

I turned around, and let go of my junk. I felt two paws lift up my tank top.

"Hey hey hey!" I said. The two socks sprung out and rolled onto the floor.

"Oh my god, Jude. You really have no idea how to be a girl."

"It's my first day."

"Clearly."

I slid into the leather skirt and pulled up the zipper. It fit pretty well. I turned around, and Amanda was holding out a bra. I took it and tried to figure out where my arms went. With a groan from the lioness, I felt it slide over my arms, and tighten around my chest. She grabbed the socks from the floor and stuffed them in the empty cups.

"You know," she said, stepping back and looking me over. "You don't have too bad of a figure."

"Thanks!" I said, not fully sure if that was a compliment or not.

I pulled the top on, and stood there as the lioness tilted her head.

"Gotta fix that face."

"What's wrong with my face?!" I asked as she shoved me down on a chair. She pulled out a large box full of makeup.

"Everything." She wiped my face down with something wet, and held out the green and red covered rag. "See?"

"But I-"

"Shhh!" she said, putting a finger to my mouth. "No talking. Just let me work my magic." She sniffed the air. "Jeeze, Jude, pregame much? Your breath smells like a mini bar."

"Well, wouldn't you?"

She laughed. I watched her poke and prod my face with all sorts of weird tubes and brushes. She rubbed something into my head fur, and doused me with perfumes. The other girls watched and laughed from the side. After what seemed like forever, Amanda finally leaned back.

"Perfect." She looked down, and pushed my knees together. "You're beautiful."

The other girls nodded, grinning. Amanda held out a mirror and I saw myself. Wow. I actually was pretty. My eyes looked more intense and my lips were a much more natural shade of red. I looked cleaner too. I smiled.

"Ready?" Amanda asked, looking pleased.

I nodded, and we were off. It was much easier to move in the new shoes. The girls gave me tips on how to walk, sit and flirt like a girl as we made our way to the party. We even had a few failed attempts at me talking like one.

"Sometimes, silent and pretty is the best option," Amanda said, looking out at the house which had music and lights spilling out of every window and door.

I nervously laughed as we walked up. A couple of muscular guys from one of the sports teams smiled at us as we passed by. Maybe I could pull this off.

As we got inside the house, I grabbed Amanda's paw without realizing it. It was my freshman year, so I didn't really know many people outside of my roommate and a couple of friends, and I only knew Amanda from her being my Chem Lab partner. I had thought about joining some clubs, but they all met at awkward times with my schedule, and I was never that much of a social person to begin with.

"Please don't leave me," I whispered to the lioness.

She laughed. "Don't worry. Girls stick together at these things. But, if I meet a hot girl, you're on your own."

I looked at her. "You're a lesbian?"

"Yeah?" she said, lifting her eyebrow. "I thought you knew."

I shook my head.

"Huh. For a gay guy, you sure have a shitty gay-dar."

"I'm not gay."

She looked me dead in the eye and lifted her eyebrow again. Her eyes moved up and down my body. "Uh huh. Sure you're not."

"What? I'm not!"

She grabbed my wrist and pulled me deeper into the party.

"Really! I'm not!"

"Then why are you dressed like a lady?" she said, letting go of my wrist as we reached the table covered in bottles. She began dumping various bottles in two cups she had grabbed.

"I dunno. It just seemed fun."

She pushed a red cup into my chest. "Jude... quit lying to yourself... Life's too short."

My ears drooped. I could see Amanda looking at something over my shoulder. I turned and saw a busty rabbit waving. I turned back to the lioness, who was smiling into her cup as she took a sip. Her eyes moved back to me.

"Sorry, Jude, you're on your own." She shrugged at me and sauntered up to the giggling rabbit.

I stood there, awkwardly. I was alone in the party dressed like a girl. What the hell was I doing? I swallowed half of the contents of my cup and winced as it burned its way down. I looked at the mixture that must have been straight lighter fluid. "Jeeze, Amanda!"

"Huh?" I heard next to me. I turned and saw a tall male antelope looking at me.

"Oh, sorry," I said, trying to make my voice higher. "Just talking to myself."

"Oh, ok. I'm James," he shifted his cup to his other hand and offered to shake.

I extended my paw, and he gripped it tightly. "I'm... Jude."

"That's a pretty name. Fits you well," he said, smiling.

"Thanks," I said, wondering if he knew.

"Are you new here?" He stepped a little closer to me.

"Yeah. I'm a freshman."

"Need someone to show you around campus?" He got a little closer. "I mean, not now," he nervously laughed, looking around the room. "But maybe tomorrow?"

"Oh," I said, realizing what was going on. "I think I know it pretty well by now."

"Well, maybe I can show you some places you don't know." He was practically rubbing against me as this point.

I took another swig of my drink and tried to figure out how to get out of this.

"Like, maybe..." I felt his dick press against my thigh. "My apartment?"

I swallowed another sip of the burning drink hard, and started coughing. "Sorry," I said between bursts, "I have to... go." I quickly walked out of the room, leaving the upset looking antelope standing with a hard-on in his pants.

'Is this what girls have to put up with?' I thought as I walked into the next room, casually scanning to see if I could find Hans or Philip. I got lost as I looked over the faces of the strangers in the room. None of them stared back, which was good. I continued my walk and went into the kitchen. There was well-built, male panther making out with a petite female mouse on top of the stove. As his paw pulled out from under her skirt, glistening in the light, I quickly jaunted past and into another room.

Amanda had already pinned the busty rabbit down onto the couch and was going at her like she was a piece of meat while a bunch of horned up bros watched. I shook my head as I moved past them, and then I saw the familiar orange glow of fur in the corner. I ran up to Philip and Hans.

"Hey boys, getting any tail yet?"

Philip looked up at me. "Fuck. Jude?"

"Like it?" I turned and displayed the new look.

"Wow." Hans said, his eyes wide. "You're really... umm..."

I plopped down in the otters lap. "Got you all confused now, don't I?" I gave the otter a kiss on the cheek and could feel the heat from his blush. I could see a female otter looking over at us. She looked jealous. "Hans, I think you've got an admirer." He turned his head, and I pulled it back. "Don't look. Just play along, ok?" I could see his eyes trying to still look over, so I planted a big open mouth kiss on him. He squirmed at first, but as my tongue went deeper into his mouth, he calmed down, and I felt his tongue play back. I pulled his paws up to my waist, and I'm pretty sure I felt something below my hips start to poke. I slid my paws up to the side of his face, and pulled away.

"You know, you're really not my type," I said, the dazed otter looked back at me. I glanced over at the female otter, who was glaring at me. I gave her a wink and hopped off of his lap. Hans just sat there, confused at what had just happened, crossing his legs to hide his boner.

I turned to Philip who was laughing. He looked up at me. "Oh, no no no! You stay away from me!"

I plopped down in his lap and tickled his chin. "Hey, come on Kitty, take one for the team. I leaned in for a kiss, but he pulled away and I landed on his neck. I could see out of the corner of my eye that the female otter had moved over to Hans and they had started talking. I looked back over to the shaking orange cat. I could feel the booze really starting to hit as I leaned back. The cat's body tensed under mine.

"Please get off of me," he calmly said, avoiding eye contact.

"Oh, fine," I said before dumping the last of the drink into my muzzle and tossing the cup aside. I noticed a group of girls standing behind us. "Just let me do one thing." I quietly burped into my paw. Wow, I really did smell like a mini bar. "NINE INCHES?!?" I yelled out as loud as I could. "THERES NO WAY YOU'RE GETTING THAT MONSTER COCK TO FIT INSIDE OF ME!"

I hopped off of the cat, winked at him, and walked off. The girls had all turned around to look at the flustered feline. I smiled as I stumbled my way to the next room. "Everyone is going to get laid but you, Jude," I muttered to myself as I found my way back at the table with the booze. "Everyone but you." I poured whatever I could get my paws on into a cup and took a swig. It was hard to tell if it was better than Amanda's concoction, or if I was just far more drunk.

I glanced around the room. My body was moving more than I was telling it to as I took another step away from the table. It felt a little like I was floating. The thumping noise of the music was pleasant and comforting as I watched the sea of people move around me. I saw someone come in through a patio door, and soon enough, I felt the cold night air on my fur.

I made my way down the wooden steps into the cool grass. It wasn't as crowded out there, and the cool air felt nice from the heat of the party. I found an empty bench off to the side and sat down. "Ooops," I said as I pushed my knees together again, laughing. I swirled my concoction in my cup and finished it off. I flicked the cup off into the night.

I was a pretty bad lightweight when it came to booze, and whatever I had been drinking was going right to my head. I yawned and blinked my eyes. The quiet of the night was making me sleepy. Maybe a little nap wouldn't be so bad. I looked over at the other end of the bench, wondering how comfortable it would be when I saw a body plop down.

I jumped at the surprise and looked up to see a wolf looking back at me. He had an awkward smile on his face as he held out one of two cups he was holding. "Hi," he said.

"Hi," I said eyeing the cup, wondering if it was a good idea to put any more booze in myself. I reached out and took it.

"I'm Erick." He took a sip.

"Jude." I said, looking down into the cup, looking for any pills floating around. I noticed my legs were wide open, and I snapped my knees shut.

"It's not drugged, I promise," he said, chuckling, swapping our cups and taking a sip from the other. "See?"

The wolf sat down next to me. I took a good look at his face to see if I might know him, meaning he might recognize me. He had a strong jaw line, and his fur was will groomed. He wasn't classically handsome, but he'd definitely stand out in a crowd. As a mixture of anxiety and flattery rushed over me, I realized that I was staring and looked away.

"I said, nice night, isn't it?" he said, giving me a strange look.

"What? Oh! Sorry! Yes... yes it is." I took a sip from the cup, forgetting that it wasn't the strong drink I had been drinking earlier; this one actually tasted good.

"Are you new? I don't think I've seen you before. And I'm pretty sure I'd remember you."

I blushed under my fur. "I'm a freshman."

"Oh, well, welcome to good ol' DNSU."

"Thanks. How long have you been here?" I was giving my all trying not to fall over at this point. I could feel the booze still burning in my stomach.

"This is my second year. So I guess I'm still pretty new myself."

"That's good." Don't throw up, don't throw up, don't throw up.

"Huh?"

I felt the hot sludge push up, and I spun around, watching the gush of red liquid spill from my muzzle and into the grass. Another push, and another splash. My eyes watered. It burned even worse going back up. My mind rushed as I tried to figure out how to casually play this off, now that I had a cute guy talking to me. Once I was fairly sure I had nothing left in me, I carefully wiped off my lips, trying not to smear my makeup, and lifted myself up. I was afraid to turn around in case he was still there. So, I slowly stood up, careful to keep my body turned away, and then booked it back into the house, leaving the puke puddle, the bench, and the guy behind.

I found myself in the bathroom. I shut the door, cupped my paw under the running faucet and washed out my mouth. As I spit the last of the taste out, I looked at myself in the mirror. Yikes. Amanda's work was all smeared and running down my face. I grabbed some toilet paper and tried to fix what I could, but my paws and my brain weren't having the best time communicating. As I watched my trembling paw wipe away the black streaks from my watering eyes, I started laughing. There was no way I was getting out of that house with the same discretion as I came in with. I was a steaming hot mess in a bright glittering dress. Maybe I could lock myself in the bathroom long enough that people would leave and I could sneak out. I looked at my phone. It was barely even eleven. Fuck.

I heard a knock at the door.

"Just a sec!" I yelled, trying to make my voice high and having a sharp crack betray me.

"Jude?" I heard from the other side. "Are you ok in there?"

"...Erick?" I asked, frozen in place.

"Yeah, can I come in?"

I eyed the window. Maybe I could climb out. A crossdressing fox covered in sequins spilling out of a window wouldn't draw that much attention, would it? I walked up to the window and tried to hike my leg up, but the tight leather skirt wouldn't let me get far. I looked back at the door.

"I'm going to come in, ok?" I heard.

I quickly unzipped the skirt, and grabbed it off the floor before opening up the window. I slipped off the heels.

"Jude?" I heard as I got my foot up onto the windowsill.

I turned my head to see the wolf's head poking around the door. Damn, I forgot the lock the door. He walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Are you ok?" he asked, keeping a respectful distance.

I looked back at the window. I could still maybe slip away. My foot returned back to the bathroom floor, and I turned around. I shook my head. "No." My eyes started dropping tears into my fur, and I rubbed them away. "Shit!" I said, looking at my multi-colored paws. I plopped down onto the toilet and placed my face in my paws.

I felt Erick's paw move to my arms, and I looked up and into his face as he knelt in front of me. His look of concern turned into a smile. I felt my quivering lips give a faint one in return. He put his paws in mine.

"I'm sorry for giving you another drink. I didn't mean to put you over the edge. I just wanted an excuse to talk to you."

"It wasn't your drink. It was the three before that."

"Why are you drinking so much? Everything ok?"

"Yes. Well... no. Maybe? I can't really think straight right now." I felt my eyes streaming again.

"It's ok, it'll be ok. We don't have to talk about it."

"I just... I don't know." I looked out at the window. "I don't know what I'm doing. I thought this would be fun, but now I just feel trapped, and I sort of want to-" I looked back at Erick, and he was looking down between my legs. I snapped my knees shut, but it was too late. My heart was trying to tear though my chest, and I froze up.

He slowly raised his eyes back up to my face. I started shaking. We stayed there staring for a while. He was still holding onto my paws. I started to wonder if time had stopped. I pulled my paws back. His eyes moved around my face, studying it. He leaned in closer. I pushed myself back against the tank of the toilet, fearing what he was going to do next. I closed my eyes tight, tensing up my body.

I felt a soft kiss on my lips.

I opened my eyes, and the wolf's were looking right back at me. I felt my muscles release, and I thought I might just fall right over. He caught me and placed his paws on either side of my face, kissing me deeply. I felt his tongue move into my muzzle, and my body pulsed with pleasure. I wanted this.

I moved my paw to the back of his head and shoved his muzzle closer to mine, as my other moved down his chest. He had a fair bit of muscle under his plush fur. I felt my cock pulse to life.

The wolf pulled off of me and led me to the vanity. I hopped up onto the counter and his muzzle met mine again. He pressed me up against the glass, and I felt a paw move up my thigh. My body shivered and my fur fluffed up as he brushed against my cock. I felt the paw slip down under the lace and grip my shaft. I moaned into the kiss, and I felt him grip tighter.

He pulled my panties down to my knees and his wide paw pumped away at my cock. He broke the kiss and I panted. My heart was racing and everything tingled with pleasure. I held in a scream of pleasure as I felt his muzzle plunge down on me.

"F-f-fuck," I said, pushing my hips into his face. That soft tongue felt even better on my tip as he swirled around it. His lips ran up and down my shaft, and I tried to grip the mirror to get my head to stop spinning. I eventually found my anchor with the sink spout, just as he pulled my cock from his muzzle. His paw continued to twist and pull on my cock as I watched him unbuckle his belt and pull down his zipper. As he pulled away his boxers, a pink cock bounced out. He wasn't much bigger than me, but it was still a good size. I watched the cock in amazement as he pumped away at his too. I had been a while since I had seen another guy's hard cock, and the only time I'd seen another canid cock. I could feel my knot begin to swell. He swooped in for another kiss.

I saw him lift something into my view. Between his fingers was a condom packet. I nodded and my cock pulsed. He pulled away and he ripped open the wrapper. He slid the thin latex over his cock, and began kissing me again.

I yelped as I felt a paw wriggle below me. I lifted up my legs, pulling off the panties, and setting my feet down on the vanity. With the new angle, the wolf had no trouble finding my hole and pressing in. As his fingertip entered me, I felt something build up in my cock. I pulled his paw away, and my cock pulsed, and the buildup faded just in time.

He broke the kiss again, and I felt his paws pull my hips forward, setting my legs on his shoulders as his head disappeared down below.

"Shiiiiiiit!" I yelled as I felt the wolf's tongue circle around my asshole. The soft flesh swirled around, and made my body tingle. I gave another yelp as the tongue slid into me. It was very different than a finger. It slid in and out, and made me laugh as he wriggled around inside. He lifted his head and I felt the cold air hit my slick hole. He lined up his cock and pushed.

My legs tensed against his shoulder as he pressed in. I was thankful for how drunk I was because I knew it should have hurt a lot more than it did as he forced himself in deep. I panted as I felt my ass fill with wolf cock. He started trusting his hips and I felt his cock push a little further in each time. His body finally bumped into my ass, just as I thought I couldn't take it anymore.

With a growl, the wolf started pounding me, arching his back and wrapping his paws around my waist. I moaned loudly, feeling my shoulders get shoved hard into the mirror. I looked up, making sure it hadn't cracked as he continued to slam into me. My cock bounced against my stomach with each thrust. My knot had fully formed and I was sitting right on the edge of blowing my load.

The wolf's muzzle rested against my neck and his heavy breathing was loud in my ear. My sensitive cock was sandwiched between us. I curled my toes. I couldn't last much longer.

I heard rowdy laughter and I looked up to see Amanda burst into the bathroom with a clearly very drunk bunny in nothing but a bra.

"Oh shit! Sorry!" she said, seeing us, immediately turning around and heading back out. She stopped and looked back, realizing who I was. "ALL RIGHT JUUUUDE!" She shouted, laughing. Erick hadn't skipped a beat and was still ramming into my ass. I was split between total embarrassment and not giving a shit because his knot had started to stretch me out. The rabbit poked her head back into the room, and the lioness pushed her back out. "YOU CAN THANK ME LATER!" Amanda yelled, turning the lock on the door before closing it. "AND DON'T RUIN MY DRESS!" She said though the wall.

I pulled the top off and over my head. The wolf didn't seem to notice and was still stuck in his zone. The knot popped in and out of my tight ring, and I gasped each time. His thrusts slowed as he got stuck in me. His paws pulled down on my hips, shoving me further down on his cock. His knot pressed right in the right spot, and I felt my cock explode between us in a hot, wet mess. My body pulsed in pleasure from deep inside to the tips of my fingers. I panted loudly as my ass clenched down with each squirt.

The wolf's body sprung up, cramming me down had on his cock, as I felt his cock grow larger inside of me. Something burning filled me up and he threw his head back, releasing a loud howl.

I jumped at the ear splitting sound, and then looked out the window as I heard several other wolves howl back. I held in a laugh as my orgasm slowly faded. The howl lasted longer than I did. As Erick finally tilted his head back, he was panting with a big smile on his muzzle. I smiled back, crammed up against the corner of the vainly, dripping from the cum on my chest.

He leaned down and licked up the wet spots on my fur, and I giggled as it tickled. His snout bumped into my bra, which he seemed to like because I felt his cock pulse in me again.

He leaned back up and his panting faded to just heavy breathing.

"That was fun," I said, trying to sit up but realizing I was still tied to the wolf.

He nodded and gave an awkward smile.

"So, Erick," I asked, rubbing the fur on his chest. "What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Erick?" he said, tilting his head. "Oh, yeah. That's me. I forgot."

"You forgot?"

"Well, fake names are easy to forget."

"Fake names?"

"Yeah! Did you think that was my real name?"

I nodded.

"Oh. Awkward." He pulled hard and his knot popped out of me.

"Well, what's your real name?" I asked, feeling my hole pulse as I sat up on the counter.

He laughed. "Yeah, no. I'm not telling you that." He pulled off the full condom and tossed it in the trash with a splat.

"Why not?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Uhh..." He motioned to me. "Yeah, not going to tell someone like you."

"Someone like me?" I said, flashing some teeth.

"Woah now," he said, stuffing his cock back in his pants. "Don't get all weird."

"Weird? I'm not the one using fake names."

"Well, I'm not the one pretending to be a girl so I can sleep with guys." He zipped up.

"You're the one who made a move on me!"

"Sure. Whatever will make you feel better in the morning."

I jumped up off the counter. He was a lot taller than me without the heels on. He took a step towards me, flashing his teeth. I took a step back. He turned and walked out of the bathroom. "Freak." He slammed the door behind him.

I tried to fight the tears in my eyes as I redressed myself. I smudged the makeup back into a presentable position, feeling much more sober than before.

I quietly left the bathroom and snuck out of the house.

The walk back to the dorm was quiet and long in the cold night air. I refused to let my mind think about the night as I focused on the clacking of my heels on the sidewalk. I eventually made it to the dorm and rode the elevator up, thankful that no one else was along for the ride to see me.

As I reached my room, there was a sock on the door handle. "Fuck." I said, leaning against the wall, and sliding down to the floor. I rested my head on my arms and silently sobbed away in the brightly lit hallway.

I heard a ding of the elevator and the sound of drunken laughter as it got closer.

"Oh fuck, wrong floor," a voice said. "Jude?"

I looked up. Amanda was standing in front of me with the rabbit.

"Oh shit. What happened?" She plopped down and put an arm around me.

I opened my mouth, but only a squeak came out, and I felt the familiar feeling of warm tears down my cheeks.

"Oh sweetie," she said, curling around me. "Come back to my room."

Amanda helped me up, and we went back to her dorm, where she set me down on her roommate's bed. The rabbit looked disappointed as the lioness ran around the room, collecting things.

"Here," she said, handing me some clothes. "Fortunately for you, my slob of a brother left some clothes here the last time he visited. They'll be big, but they're clean. Get out of all that. And here is a makeup wipe for your face, and some chocolate. Eat it."

I started to undress, and didn't even care as I pulled down the wet lace panties in front of the two girls. They both turned around and I heard Amanda whisper something to the rabbit, who rolled her eyes. I pulled the faded t-shirt over my head just in time to see the rabbit walking out of the room.

Amanda sighed. "That was going to be a hot lay." She turned to me. "But, what kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you out." She smiled and held my paw. "But you owe, me, got it?"

I nodded.

"Now, you're welcome to sleep in Julie's bed for the night. She won't be back until Monday morning so I can wash the sheets... and my good top... so everything should be fine. Do you need anything?"

I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed tightly.

"Oh sweetie. It's been a rough night for you, hasn't it?"

I nodded again.

"It'll be ok. Tomorrow will be better. Trust me. I've been where you are many, many times."

I looked up at her and she smiled.

"Can-" My voice cracked. I cleared my throat. "Can I sleep in your bed tonight. With you?"

"Of course," she said, smoothing out the fur on my cheek. "But I get to be big spoon. I don't want to wake up to anything poking me in the morning."

I gave a weak chuckle as we crawled into bed. Her warm body wrapped around mine and I felt safe and loved. It's what I needed.