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((Out Of Story: I used an altered US geography, so New Argos, Desmond instead of Seattle, Washington, Motor city, Huron instead of Detroit, Michigan, and North Harbor City instead of New York City.))

Day one:

Dear Diary,

First day of reform school. Yippee. I know I've just met you, and that this is my first entry, but it's not like you will send me letters about complaining too much. Oh well. It's a good thing this is my senior year.

I'm Lauren Ashford, a Bluetick hound. To the dismay of many, my bust is far larger than most other girls, even some of the teachers. It's not because I'm fat or anything-quite the opposite, actually. Because I'm a hound, my ears are floppy and are covered by my black hair, which naturally has stripes of a dark blue. My muzzle, paws, and feet are a tannish colored fur. The rest of my body is covered in peppered white/gray/black/dark blue.

Despite my upbringing, school, and appearance, I'm not 100% female. I am a hermaphrodite, or ‘Herm' for short. That means I not only have a vagina, but I also have a penis and balls (I hate to call them ‘testicles') Aside from my family, few others know about my nature. My parents are as Christian as one could get without pulling out a sword and killing the non-believers, so they kept me as I was born because "God wanted me to have it," even though they were given an option to pick one or the other gender AND the fact they lied about it in order to get me here. I have to go to the doctor sometimes, mostly to make sure nothing wrong is happening because of conflicting hormones. They've told me it may be the reason my breasts and... well, my penis... are so big. (I was bored one day and measured it when I was pawing off, and saw it was more than nine inches long and about three inches thick.) They also said that it may lead to an increased sex drive, but I've asked the doctor to not tell that to my parents.

Me, my brother, and my mom joined my father on a long-ass journey from New Argos to North Harbor for my dad's business. They sent my brother, Duncan, to the neighboring boy's school, but I've heard it's about a five-minute walk from here to there.

I've already learned the groups in this school, not to say that it was very hard. The ‘pretty popular ones, the misfits, the nerds, the jocks. Then there are those of us in the middle, some all-of-the-above and some none-of-the-above. My room mate happens to be part of that crowd.

Karen Schmidt from Motor City, Huron. Her father works for the same company as mine and joined the same expansion, but isn't a bible-thumper according to her. She's an otter, and unsurprisingly pretty (Come on, wild otters are just adorable! It seems she has earned that quality.). Her long, brown hair grows to her shoulder blades, and her pretty face and blue eyes show through it when her hair's down. And her body... I've seen her in just a bra and panties. She has a petit frame, but still manages to be curvy. She has white and brown fur. Her white fur grows from her chin to her pelvis, and I could see through her bra just enough to see her nipples, and her panties were small enough hat I could see some brown pubic fur, and she asked if I minded if she slept naked, and...

I should stop myself there. My PJ's are starting to bulge a little, and I'm wet. I've heard some girls complain about getting wet and some boys complain about getting hard while in public. Imagine how hard it is for me when I do both when I'm aroused.

I told her as calmly as I could that I didn't mind, so long as she didn't mind me covering myself in a tank top and pajama pants. I prefer sleeping naked as well, but I can't when I'm sharing a room with someone expecting to be sleeping just a bed away from a herm. She isn't naked yet, but she's wearing a silk nightie. Nothing under it, but that will be gone when we turn the lights out

I told her I have to write a report about John Greenleaf Whittier for English. I even have the Wikipedia page on him on my laptop right now, and I've named this ‘Snowbound Report.' Something tells me she knows that this isn't a report on the poet, but she had enough respect to say otherwise.

Well, that's about all for now. Don't expect much else from me except for updates on Saturdays and on days I feel I have to write something.

Week one:

Dear Diary,

Nothing much to report here. My classes suck dick, and that's about all I can say. Unfortunately, I have to take gym. Every. Day. Of. The. YEAR. It's not that I don't like to exercise, but it's the fact that there is a thin layer of cloth keeping my secret safe, and it's not doing a great job. I have to adjust myself to make sure nothing is sticking out, and I wear tight panties in order to push down, what I affectionately call, my boys. The added discomfort doesn't do so well with my control, and I found myself thinking about dentists more often than at my old school where I simply wore loose fitting shorts.

Aside from that, we have showers. Nobody wants to be rank for the rest of the day, and I'm no exception. I wait until everyone's out before I even try to turn the water on. One time I cut close, perhaps too close.

I saw Gale McGregor as she walked out of the shower. She's a snow leopard, and more of a misfit amongst the students. It's hard to find a Goth in a reform school, and I found her. White and black fur matted against her lean, athletic feline frame, silver piercings dangling from her black lips, nipples, and, as my eyes ventured downward, her clit as well. Yeah, I should stop now.

I averted my eyes quickly and walked from my hiding spot to my locker, which was thankfully on the other side of hers. It's a good thing, too, since I had an erection. She didn't say anything, but she walked around and looked at me. I still had my shorts on, thank god. She didn't stop looking, however. She just gave me a cocky smile and said, "What're you waiting for?"

I was shocked to say the least. Not so much that she noticed me staring, or that she wanted to see me naked, but that she knew I liked what I saw! So I just put my uniform on, covering myself with a towel as I changed into a skirt. I didn't mind smelling bad that day.

Wednesday, Week 2:

Dear Diary,

I had to wait until Karen was asleep in order to write to you. I didn't want to spare you a single detail.

I saw Gale again. This time, however, it was while I was showering. And pawing. I don't know if she was waiting for me, or if she forgot something, but things didn't just stop with her seeing.

I didn't notice her until she spoke. "So that's what you were hiding?" I was startled and turned away from her. I thought I was dead. "Gale? What the fuck are you doing here?"

She walked in, showing that she was naked as well. "The question is, what were you doing?"

I couldn't lie to her any more. She saw it. I turned to her, showing myself for who I am. "I was... pawing off."

The grin grew on her face. "To who? Me? Karen? I heard she likes to sleep naked."

"She does... and both of you."

The grin managed to grow more. She took one of the rings in her lip between her teeth and walked my way. "Mmm. It doesn't seem you paw like any other girl would." She made a jerking motion with her paw.

"Please, just don't tell anyone!" I didn't notice my cock was still rock hard.

"Fine." She stood, legs spread apart and paws on hips. "On your knees. BEG me not to tell."

I did so. "PLEASE don't tell anyone! I'll do anything it takes!" I clasped my hands and prayed to her.

"Hm, pretty good pleading." She walked closer, her pussy just inches from my face. "Show me how much you don't want e to say anything."

I knew what she meant. "But...but I haven't done-"

"Virgin, eh? Well you better learn fast."

I gazed at her pussy. She wasn't in the water, yet she was still wet. I couldn't stop myself. My paws grabbed her by the ass and I pulled her closer, licking slowly and deliberately at first. "Mmm, fuck yeah. You're not so bad after all, hmm?"

I didn't reply. I just... licked. And it tasted good. My tongue explored her slit, and I moaned gently as I rocked back and forth, stimulating my cock on my thighs.

"Uh...Ah...use your fingers... go ahead... Please... don't stop..."

She was close. Her body was tensing and untensing, just like I do. I sensed weakness and broke away. I was in control now. I just stared at her with a sinister look. "How ‘bout... you never tell anyone, and you have a deal."

She huffed in frustration. So close, yet so far. "Ah... please, just don't stop! I'll never tell anybody!"

She still had much more leverage, but I was in control. I just stood and allowed my paws to explore her body. "That's better. Now grab the shower.." She happily obliged and bent over, wrapping her arms around the middle shower pillar. A hungry look came in her eyes as she stared at my cock.

"Quit stalling! Fuck me now!"

I was more than happy to oblige. I have seen porn before, so I knew the basics. My paws grabbed at her hips and I glided my cock between her now wet ass cheeks, the tip of it prodding her tail. Just a few moments of this teasing, and she became putty in my paws.

I guided my member to her slit and wasted no time in putting it in her. I can't begin to describe the feeling. So tight... so warm...

I was already close to climaxing, but I just thought of the dentist drilling my teeth. I can learn to not have to do that in order to stay off the brink of an orgasm.

I pounded away on her. I was certain we could be heard, but I didn't care. And we weren't heard. Again, she neared that brink. Again, I didn't want it to happen yet. I pulled out of her and turned her around, grabbing her thighs and picking her up onto my dick again. Our breasts rubbed together as I thrusted harder and harder until she was close again. This time, I didn't hold back. I just fucked her faster. I came just moments before her, but the sheer volume and power of my orgasm must have pushed her over the edge. I filled her in no time with such a power that my seed shot out of her.

I held her close, laughing weakly as I let her down. I was no longer a virgin. "Ah... You won't tell anyone, right?" She thought for a moment then kissed my nose, giggling cheerfully. "Meet me here every Wednesday, and I just might not."

I smiled and kissed her deeply. My loose canine tongue played with her rough and pierced feline tongue. "Mmm, I'd be happy to."

Okay, I should stop now. Not only do I have to paw off right now, but also I have to do so without waking up Karen. Wish me luck!"