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~ ~ Kyle's POV ~ ~

Can things seriously get any more bizarre around here?

That thought, and many others like it, were the focal point of my week amongst the continued unusualness that seemed to unravel after that Monday morning. Right after Ryker had finished whatever it was that he did to James and his friends, he switched our bodies back and began to haul them all away with Snow to another part of the school while Cecil ushered me away towards my first class before I could ask anything. And even when I got into my first class, I continued to be distracted by everything that had happened until someone threw a crumbled up paper ball at the back of my head and shouted something at me that brought me out of my reverie.

"Hey look, the fox freak's got five tails now."

That's when I remembered that Ryker had fiddled with my body even before the fight, and I couldn't resist the urge to curl my tails forward to see that there really was a fifth tail and run my fingers over my shirt to feel the muscles underneath that'd never been there before. It was almost surreal to think that this new, fit body was actually mine, and even after the fight I could feel surprising amounts of energy pumping through me, almost making me feel restless with how charged each little muscle were. But despite the strange feelings running through my mind and body along with the remarks from the other students, I tried to focus on the class and make it through the day without drawing too much more attention to myself than I usually did.

It wasn't until 3rd block with Cecil and James that I got a chance to try and figure out what all went on, but the craft feline made sure I didn't have the time to talk with him before class started as he prolonged a talk with another student. And even if I wanted to talk with him, James wouldn't have been any help either since he just sat in his chair in a daze, though at least his pants weren't wet and darker anymore. That, at least, put me slightly more at ease, since it'd keep people from asking questions about it and why he looked so out of it. Once the class started, Cecil took us through the next chapter and topics of our book using well-made PowerPoint slides and actual examples that definitely put anything Mr. Dalron ever did to teach us to shame.

He even managed to put on a demonstration of the early stages of when the furries began to evolve to the level of humans with a few of the students in the class, letting us better understand the material than the lion ever attempted to try. The whole lesson plan was so much easier to understand and actually engaging that class was over before we even realized it, and since my class was so far off I couldn't talk with him again. But just as I was leaving, I saw him give a playful wink and mouth the words _at home_towards me as I passed into the hallway towards my last block of the day.

However, the only thing I got told that night by Ryker was to just relax and forget about having to worry about the "worst" of my problems at school, and that the next couple of days would be both amusing and awkward. To my surprise, though, that was probably the greatest understatement I had ever heard. The following morning it was just Cecil and I this time, and we were both greeted by a chorus of laughter from what seemed like everyone, but not to us. It was towards Charlie, the big, burly Missouri Fox Trotter was dressed up in a bunch of My Little Pony clothes. A pink shirt with the show's name in a heart and the image of Rainbow Dash on it was stretched over his thick chest so tightly it looked like it'd rip with a simple flex of his muscles and a pink frilly skirt that was appropriately long enough to reach his knees replaced his typical blue jeans. Below them were striped stockings on his legs and arm warmers around his thick forearms, but probably the most humiliating things about his attire were the colorful hair extensions hanging off his thick brown mane.

I couldn't believe my eyes that Ryker had made good on his punishment and I was seeing one of the bullies being surrounded by dozens upon dozens of other students that were laughing at him instead of me for a change. The thick, heated blush spread across his face and muzzle was just icing on top of the cake and sent me into a similar laughing fit, with Cecil standing there with me and having a chuckle of his own. He said that each of the boys were gonna be put in embarrassing clothes like that on a different day, and only able to say it was because of losing a bet whenever anyone asked about it, but otherwise were totally aware of what they were doing and likely feeling the full force of their humiliating punishments.

Throughout the day, that was all the gossip was about, how the apparently the four boys all made a bet and three of them totally lost and were now forced into embarrassing clothes for a day each and then all at once on Friday. For once, I was able to have a good day at school, no one tried to mess with me since they were all distracted by Charles, who seemed to act just like I usually did to try and all of the avoid attention his outfit was getting him. Even James didn't try and do anything, since the rumors of him having to do the same "punishment" at some point in the week were already spread out too and everyone's eyes were on him, imagining just what outfit he would have been forced into.

And turned out he got another day of building anticipation, because it was Marshall that came in on Wednesday with something that certainly wouldn't have been recommended for his position as a track and field star. The lean squirrel came to school in a long pink dress and some cute pink reading glasses on his muzzle, with several long ribbons in different colors also wrapped around his fluffy tail in big bows. Anyone could tell how much he was blushing, even under his rusty-colored fur, and that little fact just made it all the more amusing to watch him try to avoid the other students.

It was really a shame I didn't have a class with him, but that just meant I had another somewhat peaceful day between classes I could spend imagining what sort of outfit Ryker picked for James tomorrow. And that night, Cecil and Ryker both kept quiet of what exactly would be happening at school for Thursday with James and the husky whom everyone else believed to be the "winner" of the group's bet, the one that had taken whatever the deal was that Ryker had proposed to the four jocks. All the folf said was that tomorrow would probably be more interesting than any other day I've ever had, which knowing him was more than likely accurate. And that is where we have come to now.

~ ~ End of Flashback ~ ~

Standing alongside a large portion of the student body, I couldn't help but gawk like most of them at what James showed up in. The tall and physically imposing lion that I had been bullied from since I started high school was standing in front of everyone in a cheerleader outfit, and not just any cheerleader outfit, but one from our school's biggest rivals in a size that was definitely not suited for his broad build. From the curly bands in his mane, the makeup on his face just barely hiding his likely already blushing cheeks, the tight fitting blue and black shirt, the barely long-enough wavy skirt, and the high-sleeved boots, they all but screamed school spirit for the rivals.

But what really got mine and everyone else's attention were the obvious bulges against his chest, he was wearing a thickly-padded bra to boot! It was at that point that everyone busted out laughing and pointing at the jock-turned-girly-cheerleader, making his face light up even more in his embarrassment to where it was plain as day even under the makeup. I was so busy laughing at how far the tables had actually turned that I didn't notice Cecil leaning in next to me until he was whispering in my ear.

"You know, he's also wearing a thong under that skirt of his."

"What?! You can't be serious?"

Despite myself, I couldn't help but try to look and see if that was true. I strained my eyes as best I could to look under the cheerleader skirt, and just as James started to turn and leave, all I saw was his golden fur underneath and no sign of cloth at all. It was true! The big lion was actually wearing a skimpy thong that left his cheeks out in the open, god how embarrassed he must be feeling just knowing that, much less of it actually being seen.

"My god, you three must be crazy to make him wear that. I know his parents are away an all that, but really? I don't even know what else to say about something like that."

"Well, he's not the only person different for you today kit. Don't forget there was the husky too... who's been standing here right behind you for about a minute now."

"Wha-"

I turned around when he said that, and came almost nose-to-chest with the dog, his grayish fur mere inches from my face as he looked down at me with his blue and amber eyes. I barely had the time to register his heterochromia before he smiled and wrapped his thick, muscled arms around me in a tight and cheerful hug.

"Good Morning, my new master."

M-Master?

"Ah ah ah, you know the rules Andrew. We can have you calling him by that out in public, only use his name."

"Oh, right! Sorry Cecil."

And just like that the husky was off me, pulling his arms back behind him and stepping away slightly, a slight blush forming on his face as he looked away from me. I blinked in confusion, looking over to Cecil for any clue as to what was happening here. Why exactly did he just do that? must have been written all over my face as he looked at me, as it rightly should have been, making his sigh and shake his head before speaking again.

"I wanted to warn you about this, but Ryker said he wanted to keep it a surprise. Honestly I think he likes to tease you kit. Either way, back when he took over your body and fought these guys before, he used one of his powers to subjugate them all in one way or another with the kisses he gave each of them. Do you remember that part?"

Sort of, I do remember something like that happenings back when he exhausted Andrew and the others, after forcing them to kneel and telling them about himself or something along those lines. With the vague memory in mind, I nodded to Cecil so he would hopefully continue with his story.

"Ah, good. Well like Ryker said before, he's a demon and Snow and I are his pets, bound to him through a kiss as well with a power he likes to call Charm. Depending on how he kisses a person, the level of influence he has over a person is different. For James and the other two, he only kissed their cheek, limiting him to certain 'orders' if you will and for the span of a week. In contrast, Andrew received a real, lip-locking kiss that fully bound him under the power's effects to whomever he kissed, and since that was Ryker in your body, our little husky here has become your servant/pet just as Snow and I are with Ryker."

"... wait. So you're telling me that I own Andrew now?"

Cecil and Andrew both nodded at my question, leaving me stunned at just how casual they seemed to be making all of this. Ryker subjugated Andrew into becoming _my_pet? Just how in the world did they expect me to handle that kind of knowledge and responsibility so suddenly... it just didn't make any sense to me at all. I rubbed my head as my thoughts continued to race what seemed like a mile a minute trying to understand what all they were telling me.

Can things seriously get any more bizarre around here?

~ ~ *** ~ ~

Despite how excited I was yesterday to get to share a class with James while he was dressed up and watch how embarrassed he was so close, I just couldn't seem to focus on the lion even with the numerous snickers coming on around me. All I did was stare straight ahead at Cecil as he continued with his lecture and continue to mull over what I'd been told about Andrew and everything else. My eyes drifted down to the sheet of paper on my desk for what felt like the 100th time that day.

It was a detailed sheet about Andrew that Cecil had given me in the morning as the bell rang, something Ryker had apparently made to help me "bond with the cute doggy" as Cecil mentioned the folf saying. While that comment itself made me blush at the thought of the big husky running around like Ryker had described his dad back on Monday, some of the things he had written down were just as bad.

_ Basic Information_

Name: Andrew Grey

Birthday (Age): December 16 (17)

Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 184 lbs.

Physique: Athletic

Fat Ratio: 5% (very impressive)

Occupation(s): High School Student, Football Player, "Anime Enthusiast"

Parental Relation: Loving (out of closet)

_ Personal Information_

Personality Aspects: Energetic, Friendly, Hemophobia, Humorous, Modest, Protective Sharp Witted

Interests: Anime, Cooking, Music, Workouts

Dislikes: Blood, Maintaining Jock Appearance (will cease this)

_ Sexual Information_

Sexual Preference: Homosexual (Versatile Top)

Sexual Status: Virgin

Length: 9 in.

Width: 2.5 in.

Knot: 3.5 in.

Balls: Above Average

Positive Kinks: Bondage, Ear Play (Receiving), Exhibitionism, Master/pet, Musk, Puppy Play, Rimming (Giving), Tribal, Worship (Giving/Receiving)

P.S. While some things were indeed added in as a result of the bonding, such as Master/pet and Puppy Play, almost everything else is from the boy himself. Kinky dog even had a loincloth in his closet.

I could feel the blush returning as I read through it again, but I couldn't help it. The image of Andrew wearing nothing but a slim loincloth with how big his sheath is supposed to be was just too much for me to handle. Shaking my head to try and get rid of some of the heat across my face, I tried to focus on the lessons for whatever was left of the class.

Just gonna have to wait until after school to talk with Andrew and figure all of this out.