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God there she was again, eating alone in the mane hall again like she always did, always at a quarter to two. The fiercest form of lust and passion sat just a few tables in front of me, bobbing her head to dubstep and metal, a girl all the bad guys wanted. Her bold stripes and rebelliously colored black and red hair attracted even the local college football players, but she always found a way to shoot them down.

Silf was her name, she was a 23 year old tiger girl with a bad attitude and a wardrobe to match. she would often smoke with her other friends after exams and proceded to make fun of people like me or someone else...

Yet I had a horrible crush on her.

I sat there eating ramen again while trying to adjust my oversized glasses and not let them fall off my face for the millionth time today. My once neatly cleaned black coat was covered in bread crumbs as I scarfed down my sub and drank my cup of incredibly weak coffee.

She occasionally looked my way, it was hard not to since like her I was sitting alone. I just lowered my head and ate my lunch, wishing I was the kind of collie she could fall for. I always wore jackets, nice jeans, and occasionally a scarf to cover the incredbly fluffy tuft of fur under my neck. It was for that reason that the college basketball team and other studets called me "Fluff."

"Hey guys! dont forget to sign up for tomorrows campus talent show! show off your skills and talents for the whole student body yay!" Piped one of the cheerleaders as she threw papers around like some kind of drunken party animal.

I managed to catch one of the neon pink slips of paper and looked over to see Silf grab one too, quickly scoffing as she crumpled it up and tossed it aside. I could only imagine her going tos omething so stupid. I was about to throw out my slip when I noticed one of my only friends, one Marcus Cortez, walk over and sling one of his arms around me.

"Hey man why the long face?"

His scaly arms scratched me up with a little itch, and his reptillion golden eyes were always warm and welcoming. Though he was a newt, everyone noticed that he was much bigger, standing proudly at almost six feet tall. His green and orange scales glistened in the fleurescant lighting as he took his seat next to me and noticed my staring.

"Seriously? Silf? You're never going to get with her man. Not even if you had a bike and a leather jacket with those bitching flame emblems on it and-"

His voice droned off as my hand reached into my bag, drawing out a notebook along with a well chewed on pen as I quickly began t write on a random page.

Sipping coffee at a quarter to two

I wake and I'm dialin' and my minds running to you

No wonder I'm a one woman man

She keeps my heart in a jar on the nightstand

"Yo David? David you there man?" I heard Marcus ask as he looked over to my notebook. I quickly covered it but his dextrous hand grabbed the notebook first.

"Wow writing her a love song David? How very touching." He added with a laugh as I quickly pocketed the notebook.

"Listen David, she will never get with you. We are in the frickin photographyclass here on campus, the only action people you and I wil get is next week during the artistic nude seminar. Dont set yourself up for hurt David it's not worth it."

I shook my head and muttered a goodbye as I began to walk away, slowly humming to myself while making my way to the courtyard. Perhaps Marcus was right... Maybe she would neevr fall for a dork like me, Imean for crying out loud she had every bad boy licking her boots and...

I'd like to lick her boots...

I heard grunting behind me and saw Marcus running after me with his book bag flying behind him. "Wait... Wait... What if we do the talent show?"

I was struck dumb for one that he would even suggest such a thing, I was even more shocked because I knew what he was mentioning it for.

"I dont think us acting like idiots would win over anyone Marcus..."

Marcus gave me the "Oh really" look and leaned in close to whisper.

"You can sing man. I've heard you in the morning when you think I'm still sleeping. You sing like a pro man and that is whats going to win you your bad girl."

I stood there in shock, embarassment, and of course a little anger. Truth was I'd sing quietly while making breakfast or studying, even showerring was time for me to sing to my favorite artists but i never thought anyone heard me let alone complimented me on it. I sighed and pulled out the notebook, looking over the first part of my lyrics.

"You still play the guitar?"

---

Silf walked along the halls of the Chem building with a heavy step as she approached the usual group of people she called "friends" The hulking lion with ear piercings and tribal face tattoos was Shred, or so he called himself. He wrapped an arm around her and laughed as his hand reached for under her shirt.

"Not today Shred I'm not in the mood."

His friends laughed at her denial and Shred frowned, taking his hand back with a scowl.

"Whats up Silf? Not in the mood to kick some freshman ass today?"

Silf scoffed.

"Not really. I'm gonna go for a walk, I'll hang with you losers later."

With that she walked off, mind wandering from her lack of focus for the day. All she could think about was the nerd that always sat away from her at lunch. She couldnt remember his name but she knew who he was due to his ability to "let" her cheat off his lab assignments. The guy had always just let her walk on him academically, and for a moment the thought of walking on him excited her.

"Yeah right, with him?" She muttered as she unlocked her dorm room door and walked in, tossing her coat and t-shirt on the bed.

She fell backwards on it and immediately set out to do her usual routine, slipping ahand down her panties as she imagined Shred pressing her against a wall in some bar.The thought however yeilded no effect and she quickly groaned in frustration and stopped, letting her mind wander for a moment.

The image of the nerdy collie suddenly surfaced, in her mind she imagined him obeying her every command, kissing her legs and pleasuring her with no other thought than to obey her.

"Now thats an interesting thought." She moaned silently as she set to work on herself, imagining him licking her and asking what she would have him do.

Her hands began slowly closing, her fingers sinking into her wet opening as she heard the collie youth whispering her name... calling her master. She stopped as she neared her peek, suddenly having a feeling of deep regret and disgust.

"What the hell am I doing?" She asked to no one inparticular, looking at the juice that coated her fingers. She reached over the bed and grabbed her coat, eyes widening as she saw the crumpled up paper with the date and time for the campus talent show. She shrugged and opened it up, thinking for once that maybe all she needed was to see other people look like idiots on stage. Actually that sounded like a damn good idea to her.

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I grabbed a water bottle as I drank deeply, exhausted from practicing my song over and over again. Me and Marcus, along with our female friend Stella had been practicing for over three hours. Stella, the only bat girl in the entire chool, tugged at her tanktop as she adjusted her glasses.

"That's not bad guys... Marcus wasnt kidding David, you got one hell of a voice." She stated as she tapped a few keys on her Casio.

"Thnaks Stella. Thank you for helping us by playing keyboard, I hope the music isnt too confusing." I laughed as I pulled off my shirt in exchange for a v-neck t-shirt.

As I turned around to look at my friends I noticed they were strangely silent as they stared at me. Stella took off her glasses and rubbed her eyees, putting them back on only to shake her head with mouth agape.

"David... do you always tie your hair back and wear such... comfortable clothing?"

I looked down and shrugged at her question

"I dont like tying my hair back and I'm just practicing why?"

Marcus was strangely the one to comment next.

"You look... hot. I mean I never knew you had any definition under all those sweaters and turtlenecks you wore. And man your eyes, never can see them past your hair but... wow."

Stella nodded in agreement as she whistled low under her breath.

"You need to go on stage looking like that. I mean David I'm a nerdy girl with high standards and your gorgeous. If I wasnt chasing that cheerleader with the nice pair I'd be all over you."

Marcus shrugged and pouted slightly before looking at her with a wicked smile.

"What about me? Don't you wanna try out a scaly for once instead of all those furred freaks?" He asked with a lewd shake of his hips.

Stella groaned and shook her head.

"For the last time Marcus I dont think we will ever be together. Those horns just... yeah I dont need a steering wheel for you hon."

I laughed at Marcus and stared at my image in the mirror. Was this really how I could look? Was I really attractive?

I'd know the night of the talent show, when I sang the song for Silf.

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I was so nervous I could have shot myself.

We were somehow the last act even though I vied for third. The act before us was a juggler that ended up being hit with a beer bottle thrown by Silf's friends. I was so scared I almost didnt want to go on yet there she sat, front row away from her friends, as if she was waiting for something.

Please dear God let this work.

Marcus and Stella went out to set up their equipment as I stayed behind to mentally prepare myself for the show. I had opted to wear a v-neck shirt and a outer white pullover. My hair was pulled back and I had dug out my contacts to dispose of my large framed glasses.

Finally the time came and with shaking legs I made my way out onto the stage with a mixed response. there was a definite silence until one particular guy yelled:

"Hey look its Fluff!"

At that point the room erupted into whispers and I began to sweat, only to have Marcus gieve me a playful bump with the microphone.

"Hey everyone... My name is David and these are my friends Marcus and stella. We dont really have a name but um... we thought we would play for you all tonight!"

A few people clapped and I noticed Silf looked actually interested in what was about to take place. With a deep breath I singaled the guys to start, feeling the beat of the music wash over me as I brought the microphone up to my lips.

I'm sippin' coffee at a quarter to two I wake and I'm dialin' and my mind's runnin' to you No wonder I'm a one woman man She keeps my heart in a jar on the nightstand I should tell her that she couldn't be more Opposite than a foot in the door There's no one else I would rather go out with That's hell when I see them standin' there Me and my mouth, we don't mean to be rushin' We talk about thee freely 'cos we crushin' I wanna shake both sides of the butt, yeah Theoretically yes, ain't we lucky And when the coyotes, they sing in the park It's when the city lights start fallin' for the sea While them roads are windin' down And the flying men'll hit the ground Every motion is close to the touch And the coyotes sing when they call on your lovin'

Halfway through the first bit of the song and everyone had gasped at least once. some people were smiling but my eyes were glued on hers as I continued. I sang as best I could, letting the chord of the microphone whip around as I moved across the stage, enraptured in the feeling of finally being someone I had only dreamed of being.

As the final note was struck the entire student body erupted into cheering, some even screaming my name. It felt powering, it made me happy and proud all at once. Soon enough we were each handed our reward, a trophy with a hundred bucks tucked into the cup. Stella had run off and offered to buy drinks for the cheerleaders while Marcus had ru off saying he was gonna buy new headphones. Me on the other hand noticed that Silf was nowhere to be seen, so I decided to go home.

The walk was lonely. I should be happy! I had people cheering for me, jocks and even the asshole bullies giving me thumbs up. So what was missing?

A gorgeous woman to walk you home and dig her boot into your chest?

I sighed and opened my door, closing it slowly as I heard someone clearing their throat behind me. I looked out the door and felt my jaw drop as Silf stood leaning against the wall.

"Silf? What... what are you doing here?"

Silf smiled and shrugged.

"Gonna ask me in dweeb?"

I nodded my head and let her in, watching as she closed the door and locking it tightly. she turned around and smiled a row of fangs as her claws drug across the tuft of fur beneath my neck.

"So you know what happens next? Mr. I'm gonna sing for a girl and not even tell her?"

I felt my heart race as I shook my head.

"I'm gona kiss you. Hard." She aptly replied with a hungry growl.

She pulled my clothes in a death grip and planted her lips on mine, her tongue immediately shooting forward to wash over mine with a fervent groan for more. I managed to relax enough to massage her tongue with my own, tasting a bit of alcohal and chocolate as we exchanged flavors.

She pushed me into the wall by the fridge and smiled as she tore at my shirt.

"I am going to fuck you hard little dog. You're never going to forget this night I promise you that."

I was confused, in a daze of sexual delirium as I finally managed the gall to speak.

"Wait Silf... why now? What the hell is going on?"

She merely shrugged and tore off her coat, revealing a black tanktop with a sudden lack of a bra. Her nipples strained against the fabric as she pressed herself against me, one hand rub bing against the bulge in my pants.

"Dont ask dumb ass questions my pet. I know exactly why you sang that song. I mean come on! Sippin coffee at a quarter to two? You always drink coffee at that time, and every time I know you're looking at me. Gotta say... I kind of like it."

I managed to utter a scarce reply before she led me behind her to my bedroom. She shoved me onto the bed and leapt on top of me like a predator scoping out it's prey, her hungry eyes looking me over.

"Never knew you would be remotely attractive but gotta say... I think you're looking really good right now."

Oh god oh god it's happening!

she went straight for her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing the mounds of fur in glorious white and orange with a hint of black stripes. She grabbed my hands and led them up her stomach, placing them just below her tits with a fanged grin.

"Pleasure me. now!"

I didnt know how! I obliged and ran my hands through her soft fur, her body tensing up as one of my claws grazed across her sensitive points. Her back arced and I felt her warmth through her skin tight jeans. I was close to cumming just from my entire fantasy coming true!

"Good boy... good boy. Now pleasure yourself. I'll join in when I think you've had enough."

"Beg pardon!?"

She slid off of my and took her jeans off, lounging in my bean bag chair with one hand already sliding beneath the black lacy fabric.

"Go ahead... I wanna watch you pleasure yourself. I bet you do it every night to the thought of em dont you?"

I nodded embarassed and disrobed, throwing my pants and shirt across the room as I sat on the bed covering my erection.

"Go for it boy... just like you do when you think of me."

I took my quivering cock in my hand and slowly massaged the shaft, taking a deep breath as she began to play with herself as well.

"Good... now pinch the tip. I wanna hear you moan my little pet."

I complied, actually moaning louder than I would have thought due to the new feeling I had never felt before. I never played with it... It felt good. Silf relaxed and pulled her panties off, pulling her legs wide apart to emphasis her dripping pussy.

"Need more inspiration?"

I didnt.

"I'm sorry... I'm gonna... I'm gonna!"

She stood up and took my hand away, gripping my cock in an iron grip as she licked my ear and whispered:

"You'll cum when I say you can."

I nodded my head and felt her fangs graze my neck as she kissed me lower and lower, hand running up my tuift of fur and grazing the sensitive pockets of flesh. I groaned, hands unable to pleasure myself as her hand gripped with a lessening hold.

"Now you're gonna get what you want... do you wanna cum inside of me? Or do you want to splash my tits with your cum. Hot sticky globs I'd gladly lick off you when your done and shaking from what I'm about to do."

"And what... what are you going to do?"

She smiled and laid me on the bed, standing on top of me as her pussy dripped onto my cock.

"I'm going to fuck you until my name is the only one you call out at night."

I felt my heart skip a beat as her pierced pussy lips soon engulfed my entire cock, her heat and wetness spreading across every inch of my now rock hard member. She gasped only for a second before she started to hump me, her body pressing farther and farther, taking more cock in with every gasp and moan. Her breasts bobbed up and down, hypnotizing me as she clawed my thighs and chest with a growing ferocity.

"Say my name! Say it!"

I cried out, softly moaning her name until she stopped, my entire cock inside her up to the hilt.

"I cant hear you."

"SILF!"

She smiled sweetly and twisted her hips a tad.

"Good boy."

She then began to hump me fast and hard, my body tensing up as she tried to milk me of my hot cum. With a loud moan of satisfaction I felt her walls contract, bathing me in liquid as she came once and then twice while not leaving her pace.

"Inside or out?" She whispered, knowing I was so close.

"Uh... I..."

She smiled and fondled my balls as she decided for me.

"In it is."

I grabbed her thighs in my hands and pulled down hard, crying out as I filled her with hot cum. I fell back almost passed out from the pain and pleasure, feeling the cum seep out onto my thighs and stomach as she got off of me and laid next to me, lighting a cigarette with a satisfied grin.

"That was good... for a first timer."

I looked at her while panting, taking her cigarette and taking a long draw as I nodded my head.

"How did you know it was my first time?"

She smiled and took my sore cock in her hands, very gently running her fingers across it to gather the cum and bring it to her waiting lips.

"You taste like a virgin."

I nodded my head and went for her hand, drawing away as I realized this was most likely going to be a one night stand. Her hand reached for mine and wrapped around it, and whe smiled as she kissed me softly.

"You know I've been looking for a good fuck buddy for those nights I'm feeling stressed and horny... which is most every night."

I smiled and laughed.

"What are you saying Silf?"

She looked at me and grinned widely, her amethyst eyes grinding against my soul.

"I think you know... David."