JBIAF: Physical Education
JAIL-BAIT, INCEST, AND FURRY: PHYSICAL EDUCATION
"Come on, Robbie! Get that last point! We believe in you!" Chanted the students, as the young redhead vixen made her way across the field, kicking at the soccer ball, with her eyes set on the net. She punted the ball with her most violent energy, determined to get the game over with so she could get a break from the California weather. Finally, the vulpine performed a single boot, sending the leather-coated circle sailing towards the net... Only to land into the hands of a familiar orange rodent, who then proceeded to deliver the old "na-na-na-na-na" notion to her opponent.
Later, in a fan-servicey shower scene...
"I don't know if I've said before..." Stated Miaska the husky pup, as she immersed herself in the soaring drops of cool water alongside Robyn and her other friends. "...But I vant to overpower rabbit dean and take over school, and even I have my limits!" "For once in my life, I'm with her!" Replied Kennedy the blonde-haired, grey-furred kitten. "Wait. I've been on her side a few times, recently... What is this world coming to?" The conversation was then brought to a halt as a blonde adult female rabbit approached the cubs. "Dean Bunny wants to see you in his office after school."
Later, in a... non-fan-servicey office scene...
"What do you mean, 'flunking'?" Demanded Edna the stylized young vixen, as she and her 12 comrades sat before the grey rabbit. "I mean you're sucking, girls! Sinking! Crashing! Going up in flames! Stoppin' every few seconds in every PE activity, out of fear of being struck on the head by a mere ball! What are you, chickens?" "Hey! We are NOT chickens!" Replied a blond female donkey, while feasting on a bag of "Orange-Powdered-Sticks", before dropping it. "My cheese kernels!" Responded the equine, before kneeling down to tap at each corn-snack with her mouth. Dean Bunny stared for a few seconds in awkward silence, before resuming his report. "I hate to break this to you girls, and when I say 'hate', I mean 'cherish with all six of my senses at the calling out of such students as yourselves', but your PE grades are, long story short, essential for your chances of making it to Middle School, and you don't want those chances to dry up and fry in the sun, do you?" "Of course not!" Replied Ellen the brunette-"hared", grey-furred rabbit of the group. "Now, let's fill up half of this glass. You all have a chance of redeeming those grades!" "Really?!" Responded Lacey the lioness cub, before racing up to the desk to give the lagomorph a meme-worthy face of delight. "Well, that is, IF you can comprehend and deal with the catch in a mature manner." "If that catch involves any environmental factor that provokes sweating, I can't! I've worn this outfit for 20+ years, without ever damaging it mentally, or physically!" Responded a new, somewhat-nasal voice within the room. The 13 cubs turned to discover four other female preteens, including one ginger-haired... Cat. A brunette poodle (if that's what the respective source-material's wiki classifies her as), and two... Well, apparent monkeys, judging from their mouths, one brunette, and one with braided ginger hair. Don't act like you haven't seen them before. "What're YOU doing here?" "We're also failing in PE, though I just barely fell under the accepted grade by missing a shot in Basketball. Either that, or Tohn-Oo-Fil told us to come here." "Well, Miss..." Dean Bunny paused as he observed the braided monkey's Looniversity ID. "...Crosswire, you won't need to worry about ruining that outfit of yours. You see..." The rabbit then pulled all 17 students into a huddle, before whispering his solution to them. After he had concluded his plan, they all sat there for a bit, before Grace the fawn of the group stepped out of her chair to head for the door, before being pulled back by Robyn. "We'll gladly accept your offer!" Replied the vixen. "I thought you promised we would take a break for..." Stated Lana the lamb of the group. "You want that promotion or not?" Interrupted Robyn in a half-angry-half-desperate-yet-whole-whispering tone. "Sorry." "Really? You girls know what you're...?" "We know more about it than you think. Haven't you seen the events in 'Close Projects Of The Sensual Kind'?" "Oh, well. Mrs. La-Fume, Coyote, Coyote-La-Fume, and Skunkette X 4 here will assist you, just in case." Stated Bugs as he pointed to five adult skunkettes, one adult brunette coyote, and one young female coyote with fox ears, and a skunk tail.
The next day...
"To those who think that they can better sing and dance and jump, just watch us, and admire us, then you can kiss my... Robbie, Sage, you're not doing..." The coyote-skunk-fox hybrid asserted the vixen and skunk kit, who were just standing there, in their newly-acquired, sleeveless, midriff-exposing, short-skirted cheerleader uniforms. "Sorry, Sage's got stage-fright. Or... Field-fright. It doesn't help that she tends to release her fumes when she's nervous." "Well, just do something about it!"
Seconds later...
"...You can kiss my rump!" Chanted Tranquility, Robyn and Sage (who now had patches of tomato juice on her exposed body parts), before bending over, displaying their blue panties with the letters: "G", "O", and "!" stitched on in white, prompting the lion quarterback to make a cartoon-horny face, before increasing in his speed and tackling the opposite team's QB. "Acme wins! How can this be? Is it perseverance? Is it courage? Is it faith? Is it self-esteem? Or is it these new cheerleaders?" Announced the... Announcer. "Hint: The answer was number 5." As the crowd exited the stadium with their family/friends into their SUVs into the sunset, Tranquility, Robyn, and Sage found themselves surrounded by the well-fit furry-playgirl-models in the center of the grass. "Should we do unto them, as they did unto us?" Inquired the grey-furred wolf of the team. "Oh, you can do unto us however you like..." Replied Tranquility, before she, Robyn, and Sage were stripped of their clothing, and seated onto the players' cocks.
Meanwhile...
"Take us out to the ball-game, take us out to the stands! Find us some nuts and sausages, to fill and expand our passages!" Chanted Serenity, Ellen, and Francine, as the player dressed in the same color as their provocative clothing pounced (Did I mention he's a big-cat?) Onto home base, and the game concluded with the word: "SAFE!" As the crowd headed off in their Toyotas into the sunset, the males of the Acme team headed into the player's stand, where they surrounded and stripped the adult coyote, and young rabbit and monkey #1. "Thanks for the sappy encouragement speech before. We just prepared THESE for you three alone..." The head player declared, before they all dropped their shorts, revealing their plentiful pink meat each encased in a soft hot-dog bun, and topped off with ketchup and/or mustard.
MEANWHILE meanwhile...
Edna, Fifi, and Lacey cringed for a split-second as the soccer ball struck their apparently-spring-loaded bottoms, then going all pinball across the field, conveniently knocking out all the players with a giant "P" in purple or black on their uniforms, then finally striking a random person in the stands in the you-saw-this-coming-didn't-you. "THAT WASN'T FUNNY! I BETTER REMEMBER TO TRASH-TALK YOU ON BOOB-TUBE!" Responded the visitor, as he, along with everyone else, left. The skunkette, vixen kit, and lioness cub entered the locker room (don't ask whether it was the male or female, it doesn't matter), accompanied by the males of the soccer team, where they all stripped each other, and turned the various nozzles under the small notices: "DO NOT USE IF SQUEAKY NOZZLES ANNOY THE **** OUT OF YOU". "Ooh-la-la! Un of mon previous skunk hunks!" Declared the french purple mustelid at the discovery of a tan-and-red male skunk among the team. "Mon copains, I suggest taking turns with Matthew here after your own hunks empty zeir penis..." Fifi recommended, as she found her temple invaded by the staff of the peppermint-scented skunk, while Edna and Lacey were each pounded by their own partners.
MEANWHILE meanwhile meanwhile...
"UNIVERSE JELLY! UNIVERSE JELLY!" Chanted Veronica, Wendi, and Muffy, as the head of the ACME basketball team pounced (Did I mention he is also a big-cat? A black panther, to be exact?) Up and flung the ball towards the hoop in inexplicable slow-motion, with suspenseful music in the background, only for it to merely tap the edge, then immediately levitate within the funnel, ultimately ending the competition. As the crowd exited the gymnasium, conversating: "I don't know why, but that 'Universe Jelly' movie really doesn't rule as much as I remember..." The skunkette, wolf pup, and monkey #2 stood in the center circle, where a convenient single light emits, and the males of the basketball team joined the huddle, where they all relieved each other of their clothing, and began priming the other. "Time for THIS ball to score YOUR hoop!" Declared the panther, before the story was paused so a random viewer could comment: "Ha-ha!" That, or so the writer of this fiction could take a leak.
Meanwhile X4...
Miaska, Anya, and Faith caroled in mock-Russian as the "Acme: Made In Russia" team struck the black puck, sending it racing towards the "Perfecto: Made In Russia"'s net, where it inexplicably caught fire, purely for the sake of comically and/or triumphantly tearing through the ropes, prompting the crowd to acclaim, then exit. The silver-furred wolf of the croup then turned the dial of the thermometer that lay under the "DO NOT SET UNDER 0 DEGREES, OR YOU'LL BE SORRY!" Label, before the ice floor of the stadium disintegrated, leaving the three females, and 15 males of the hockey team, to remove their garments, and gather together to stroke their privates.
Meanwhile X6...
Kennedy and Sue-Ellen frantically dodged every green-yellow ball that Celine and her fellow male players sent flying in their direction, ducking like the world had succumbed to the inevitably cliched fictional nuclear war, spreading their legs, as if to avoid the balls coming into contact with their crotches (even though they're both female, and therefore don't have testicles), and from-time-to-time, flinging back with their own rackets. Eventually, the two cubs lowered their heads, knelt onto the ground, and turned towards the fence, just so the final two balls could strike their bums (damn, females in these stories sure have flexible butts), then bounce back up into the air, past the court, into the unknown, as observed by Celine and the guys. "Eh, zur Holle mit diesem." Responded the yellow-furred skunkette, before she, and the other tennis participants flung their clothing over the fence, and the males stuck their shafts through the holes in the nets for the females to grasp.
Meanwhile X8...
The crowd applauded louder than the previous crowds in this story as Odette, Cek-Cee, and Lana emerged from the cool water, against the orange sunset, alongside various male seals, sea-lions, and otters, victorious in their competition against the Perfecto swim team. The second the last of the audience left the Acme pool area, the otter pup, skunkette, and lamb approached the Acme Hot Tub with the sign: "FOR THOSE CONVENIENTLY HORNY SWIMMERS WHO JUST FINISHED THEIR COMPETITION", And stepped in, before the females were each grasped by the hands of the aquatic mammals, and seated onto their staffs, which tore the one-pieces in half as they slithered into their tunnels.
Meanwhile Infinity...
"Can you move it along? I'm all outta time cards." Requested Dixie, who was revealed to have been holding the "Meanwhile Infinity" card, before racing back with Grace and Prunella, as Scott the goat held his club by the conveniently-testicle-shaped-ball, with his eyes fixed upon the hole with the blue-and-white flag five feet far from him. "What do I do now?" "Uh.... Do a barrel roll!" I apologize for that... Scott then promptly struck the ball with his silver staff, oh, and his golf club, inexplicably tearing the entire green pasture off the surface, with the ball nowhere to be seen. "Now what?" Requested the goat. After an extended moment of silence, Scott and his fellow male players pounced (they're now big dogs) upon the fawn, foal, and quote-unquote "poodle", stripped their garments, and proceeded to hump at the cubs' behinds, prompting a series of giggles from the girls.
Robyn, Tranquility, and Sage gasped and moaned as their tight underage vaginas were stuffed to the brim by the larger college football players, and their equally thick penises. Serenity, Ellen, and Francine feasted on frankfurters, buns, ketchup, and mustard. Oh, and the males baseball players' cocks, each other's round, fluffy rumps, and a whole lot of semen/vaginal fluids. Edna and Lacey each took in the scent of peppermint as they licked at Matthew's candy-cane-coated cock, while Fifi bred with an assortment of her past skunky beaus. Veronica, Wendi, and Muffy found themselves rammed by a variety of phallic organs, belonging to a variety of species, using a variety of flavors of Acme Jam as lube. Miaska, Anya, and Faith each found themselves stuck by the tongue to their respective partner's staff, with one solution, and one solution only: They engulfed their entire mouths around the meat, while their tight tunnels and/or anuses were invaded by the remaining hockey participants, until their tongues snapped off from the warmth of the male pudding. Celine opened a compartment in her tail, where she turned a dial to "New-Tennis-Ball", before proceeding to plant her butt onto a male fox's face, whilst stroking and licking his warm red rocket, as Kennedy and Sue-Ellen each felt the moist tongues of their own canine partners against their entrances, then their flat breasts, as well as their respective missiles taking aim, then firing at, their bottoms. While Odette stayed underwater to take the males' bones, Cek-Cee and Lana seated themselves onto the whiskered snouts of their most adored swimmers, as the sounds of sensually excited barks filled the area. As Grace and Prunella rode the especially long, thick anacondas of a horse and a bull, respectively, Dixie bred with Scott in the golf field against the moonlight. "I can't wait until my bun is ready! I'm running out of those for burger night!" While each of the cubs of each group differed in their behavior, situations, and locations, they all had the same charm in their sensually-hungry gasps, sweet appearances, and strong male partners. "Ah... Ah...! I'm gonna...! I'm gonna...!" They all declared, before being impregnated by their respective living sex-toys.
"Well, Dean Bunny, we made it." "It wasn't easy but... OK, it was actually easier than I predicted, but either way, it was worth it!" "So, what's our grade now?" The friends sat there as the lagomorph glanced at his Acme-Looniversity-Student-Report-Card records on Acme-Looniversity.com. "Hmmm.... D minus." The girls' eager smiles dropped to a frown at those words, before...
Dixie?
"Huh?"
Your lines?
"Oh, sorry. Uhh... 'The Butterfly Effect' sucked!"
*Facepalm* No, you're responding to his brutal anvil of reality!
"Oh, right. But you DID say you haven't used a 'Butterfly Effect' potshot in a while last night."
"What were you doing with Tohn-Oo-Fil, last night?"
"We were, uh, making buns in the oven."
The other cubs stood there in dumbfounded silence.
"What? I saved some for you." Replied the equine, before pulling out a bag of bread loaves, then passing them out to her friends. "Where was I? Oh, yeah. Well, we better keep 'working'!" Declared the foal with a wink and a black circle closing around her.
THAT'S ALL FOLKS!