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"That's it for today everyone," said the professor. "I'll see everyone next week."

Dark sighed heavily, leaning back in his chair so far his back popped before closing his laptop and slipping it into his messenger bag along with his notebook and pen. He didn't have problem with the class - he could handle the calculations just fine - but damned if that physics lecture hadn't felt like it had gone on for days. Settling his glasses back into place, the grey wolf got to his feet, slinging his bag over his shoulder and heading out the door with the rest of the class. All he wanted to do was get back to his apartment and relax.

Now that his last class of the week was over, Dark had time to enjoy himself. The university would be closed the following Monday and Tuesday, so he had a four day weekend stretched out ahead of him. Checking his watch, he realized he still had some time before the bus was due, so he decide to hit the dining hall and grab some lunch. Lucky for him, the closest location had food that was on the level of any of the sports bars in town, but with all the insane drunks. Well, at least not this early in the day.

It was a nice enough day out that Dark decided to eat outside. His favorite blue hoodie was more than warm enough for the weather, even with how windy the mountain town got. Sitting on a bench near the quad, the wolf dug into his meal, enjoying the crisp crunch of the chicken fingers he grabbed from the dining hall. He'd really lucked out when they'd had cups of fresh grapes, and along with the tea he'd gotten it was a perfect meal while he waited for the next bus.

It was as he was finishing his meal that something bounced off his head, falling down onto the bench beside him.

"Ow!" said Dark, rubbing the top of his head. "What the fuck was that?"

Glancing down, the wolf found a notebook sitting on the bench. It looked basically the same as the small moleskin notebook Dark carried with him everywhere to jot down any ideas he got and didn't want to forget, just larger. The edges of the pages have a tattered edge that made them look antique or homemade, and it was held closed by a simple strap. Picking up the notebook, Dark flipped it open, trying to see if there was a name inside. Finding nothing, he started flipping through the pages, looking for any clue who the notebook might belong to. As far as he could tell, it was empty.

"Who would throw away a perfectly good notebook?" Dark wandered to himself, popping another grape in his mouth. As he chewed, another thought occurred to him. A looked down at the notebook then around the quad. "Where did you even come from?"

There was nobody close enough to have thrown it at him, and even if they had it had fallen straight onto his head, not bounced off the side of his skull. The nearest building was the library, but none of the windows close enough to have thrown something towards him opened. So how had a notebook come falling out of the sky to try and give him a concussion? Still, it would be a shame to trash such a nice notebook. Especially when it literally dropped out of the sky. Dark slipped it into his messenger bag and went back to his lunch, still pondering how the notebook could have seemingly appeared out of the blue.

Finishing up his lunch, Dark starting walking towards the main bus stop just little ways down campus. There were other ones a bit closer, but if he wanted to actually get a seat this time of day his best bet would be waiting at the campus bus loop with everybody else looking forward to the long weekend. But once he saw just how crowded the shelter at the bus stop was, he decided to sit a bit further away until his route showed up.

Dark was looking forward to the long weekend as well. Not just because he could enjoy the time off from his classes, but because he could get some of his own work done. While it wasn't something he advertised offline, the wolf was a writer. Specifically, he was an erotic writer. The wolf had a rather kinky mind hidden beneath the surface, and had taken to writing stories for people online to bring in some extra income. The small journal he carried with him was full of story ideas, which explained why he so carefully guarded it - not only to make sure he didn't lose his long list of ideas and musings, but also because some of the topics written in there were things he didn't particularly want to have to explain to anybody. Sure, a handful of his friends knew what he did in his spare time, but mainly because they themselves had commissioned work from him. Once you've had somebody pouring out all their sexist, kinkiest desires to you to write for them, any shyness about your own kind of went up in flames. There were only so many times you could talk about dick with someone before bashfulness wasn't really a thing anymore.

Reaching into his bag, Dark pulled out the notebook he'd found, turning it over in his hands. It really was rather nice, and since it didn't seem like anyone was all that bothered to look for it, he decided to keep it. Pulling a pen from his bag, he scribbled his name down in the corner of the first page near the spine.

The first bus pulled up and some of the crowd at the stop thinned out, but Dark stayed where he was, looking down at the notebook. Normally, he didn't write stories in public; that tended to be something better done in the privacy of his own apartment. But for some reason he felt a powerful urge to write something right then. Maybe just something for himself? A nice bit of fantasy wish-fulfillment to pass the time until he could go home and plan out his next batch of stories. Normally this time of day he'd be going to the student gym to swim so laps - and get an eyeful from the diving for swim teams as they practiced - but he'd chosen to skip the workout today to get started on his weekend. And that gave him an idea.

Dark started writing. He was actually moving surprisingly quickly, considering he preferred typing over writing by hand. Easier to keep his work private that way. He wasn't a big fan of the idea of someone peeking over his shoulder or finding a discarded page filled with smutty stories. It was almost a shame that we wouldn't be going for a swim today, because getting to watch the men's dive team practicing was always quite the treat. But the thought of them fueled his writing, and before long Dark had gotten down if not a full story, a guide for one he could flesh out himself once he was back at his computer. It covered all the important points though, especially what he'd like to see happen at the pool. It was an unusually submissive and rather embarrassing scenario, but for some reason the wolf was just in that kind of mood. Nothing about the situation struck him as particularly odd.

Until he closed the notebook.

When he did, letters appeared on the cover in barely visible script: SexNote.

Dark quickly opened the notebook again to keep anyone from seeing that, but when he did more writing formed on the inside of the cover.

[You who have written in this notebook have been granted the powers of the SexNote. All that you write within these pages shall come to pass. More instructions will come once your connection to the Note is secure. Before that can happen, your own story must be told. Know that there will be no consequences from what follows, so do try to enjoy yourself.]

"What the fuck...?"

Dark shut the notebook and slipped it back into his bag as his bus pulled into the loop. But rather than heading towards the line of people waiting to get on, the wolf turned away and started walking down campus. He tried to turn back, but it was like is body was out of his control. He just kept walking until he turned up the sidewalk towards the student gym, pulling out is student id and scanning it to get inside. He made his way to the locker room, and was shocked when he reached into his bag and pulled out a pair of jammers, a towel and some goggles he knew he hadn't packed that morning when he left for class.

Dark tried to grab his bag and leave, but even when he did actually manage to get ahold of it, he'd barely make it two steps before his body stopped listening to him and would move back over to the locker. Once he'd set his bag down again he tried to pick it up, but now it felt like it weighted a couple tons. It may as well have been bolted to the bench for how much he couldn't get it to budge. He then made the mistake of letting go, and as soon as he did his limbs went on autopilot.

The wolf stripped down and stuffed his things into a locker, pulling his suit on and grabbing his goggles. After a quick stop in the showers to rinse off, Dark strolled into the main pool area, the sound of the dive team's practice echoing in the large space. They were at the far end, using the extra-deep dive pool they shared with water polo and the scuba diving classes. Safer to practice with beginners in an indoor pool than out in the lake. The other end of the space was filled with an Olympic-sized lap pool. Amazingly, it was empty. In fact, the locker room had been strangely empty too. Even if it was only to watch the hot guys in tiny suits practicing, there should have been a lot more people in here this time of day.

Dark hopped into the water, very aware of the eyes of the divers on him as he pulled his goggles on and started to swim. The grey wolf couldn't move at the speed of the competitive swimmers, or some of the really fit furs that were usually in here outpacing him, but he wasn't completely out of shape. Even for a big guy like him, he could move pretty well, and managed a few laps before having to slow down a bit to catch his breath. The slower pace also gave him the opportunity to watch the divers, his eyes hidden behind the reflective lens of his goggles.

A few of those guys were nearly as tall as him, particularly this one long and lanky cheetah, but most of the divers were on the smaller side species wise. A high number of otters and rabbits, along with a couple of smaller built retrievers and even a jaguar. The cheetah really drew Dark's attention though. Hard not to with a body like that. The guy had legs for days, and rather than the jammers some of the other divers wore, the cheetah was sporting a very tight, very revealing speedo that showed off the curve of his ass and cradled his package perfectly. It was almost hypnotic watching him move to the end of the high dive, his bulge bouncing right along with the cat as he prepared to jump, leaping through the air and entering the water with barely a splash.

Watching some many skimpily clad guys was having an effect on the wolf. Normally, that might not have been that noticeable, but instead of the trunk he normally wore, he was stuffed into a pair of tight jammers that hugged his body tightly, and really highlighted his bulge. Especially as he started to get hard. He tried to swim in a way that would keep that hidden, but apparently his body had other plans, flipping over to swim backstroke and making his tenting swimsuit glaringly obvious to the divers, especially from their vantage point atop the high-dive.

And the wolf couldn't miss the way some of them were adjusting themselves as they watched him.

As Dark finished his laps, he climbed out of the water and smoke himself off, starting to head towards the locker room when two of the divers stopped him. The jaguar and cheetah stood before him, blocking him from leaving.

"Hey there handsome," said the cheetah.

"Um... hello," said Dark, wishing he could hide the obvious erection trapped in his jammers.

"You know, if you're going to eye fuck us like that," said the jaguar, pressing up against the wolf's left side.

"Then you really should come join us for a little fun," added the cheetah, moving to his right.

Despite neither one of them being strong enough to force the wolf to do anything, Dark found himself unable to resist as they took hold of his arms and guided him back behind the diving boards. It truly was an Olympic grade setup, right down to the showers hidden back there for the divers to use between dives. It also handily blocked them from view of anyone that came into the pool area, which seemed to be exactly what they had in mind.

The cheetah spun Dark around and pushed him up against the shower, kissing the wolf deeply and without warning. As he did, the jaguar took advantage of the distraction and grabbed the wolf's wrists, just in time for the cheetah to spin him around, letting the other cat pull Dark's arms back and bind them behind his back. While he struggled to get his hands free, one of the otters on the team walked up and grabbed his jammers, peeling them down and off the wolf until he was standing bare before the team, his pink erection jutting forward between his legs. The otter didn't waste any time, diving forward and swallowing the wolf down to the root, gazing up at him as he sucked and gulped around Dark's cock, making the wolf moan.

Unfortunately, the otter didn't stay like that for long before he slid off of Dark's cock, and produced a cock ring he slid down the wolf's dick to squeeze firmly at the base. The cheetah then pushed him down onto his knees, pressing his face against the wall. Dark looked up at him as the other male pulled down his speedo, flinging it away with a single kick, leaving the cat standing naked and hard next to the wolf. Dark only got a moment to take in the sight of the cheetah's dick before the feline moved around behind him, getting to his knees behind Dark and pulling his tail up and out of the way.

"So glad to have you here," said the cheetah, rubbing the head of his dick against Dark's tailhole. "You can keep the rest of us entertained between dives. And if you're a good boy and do as you're told, we might even let you cum before we're done."

As the next diver climbed up to the board, the cheetah thrust forward, burying himself beneath the wolf's tail. Dark's moans rang out as the cat starting humping, his spotted hips slapping against the wolf's grey-furred rump, moaning into the lupine's ear. As the feline fucked him, Dark could see the others around them taking off their speedos as they waited their turn, every one of them already sporting erections that they stroked and toyed with while they watched.

Dark's moans grew even louder when the cheetah reached around him to grab his cock, playing with the lupine's penis and increasing the force of his thrusts. The wolf wasn't sure how all of this had happened. It couldn't be possible, but this was playing out exactly like what he had written in the notebook. There was no way that he could have known about all this and that it was going to happen, so what the fuck was going on?

It became a lot harder think though when the cat inside him rammed into his prostate, making the wolf see stars and shot a line of pre over the floor. The cheetah's moans grew louder and louder, until finally he slammed balls deep under Dark's tail and yowled, pumping his load up the wolf's ass. He gave the wolf's cock a squeeze that probably would have had him cumming if it weren't for the ring wrapped firmly around the base of Dark's shaft. Instead, the wolf was kept right on the edge as the other male emptied his balls inside him.

When the cheetah finally pulled out, he stepped into the nearby shower and turned it on, rinsing himself off and pulling his speedo back on before starting to climb up the ladder for his next dive. Not that Dark was paying too much attention to this. The wolf was much more distracted by the rabbit that had taken the cheetah's place and immediately gotten to work humping him hard and fast, putting those powerful bunny legs to good use. No content with waiting around, an otter walked up to get next to Dark and grabbed the wolf's head, batting his nose a couple times with his dick before shoving it into the lupine's muzzle and starting to fuck his face. And while the rabbit wrapped his arms around Dark and continued stroking the wolf's cock, the otter curled his rudder-like tail up to tease at the kneeling lupine's balls, only adding to the pleasure that was driving him crazy.

The partner continued, one diver after another, until Dark was covered in cum and leaking heavily, eager to cum but too worn out to even try and beg for relief. Just as he was overcome what had to be the dozenth load pumped under his tail, a thought entered his head. If this was really his story being acted out, then there was something important he needed to remember.

How long had he said it would last before he'd be free?