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Every morning, I had a little bit of time before classes started. It had been another week, but Dad was still dropping us off right before school and picking us up right after. How long before he actually trusted us again?

I was grateful that the school had placed my locker in a different hall from my sister, because while Carly was rushing off to her locker, I went to meet Pie. The pretty husky had figured out that in the rush before the first classes started, behind the stage was always empty. I slipped back there, as usual, and Pie was there, grinning.

"Got it," he said, sneaking the small, white pill into my backpack. It was tied around my neck, of course, since I didn't really have shoulders. We made quite the pair, the tall, thirteen-year-old boy and the four-legged, eleven-year-old wolf.

"Thanks," I said, looking up at him expectantly.

Pie glanced around, then unzipped his pants, sitting on one of the stage boxes. This would be the fifth blow job. I'd gotten it down to a science, sucking him off in the five minutes before class. The husky groaned, firming up inside my mouth as I suckled his sheath.

This time, while he groaned and petted me, he said, "You know...I'm broke."

I looked up at him, unable to comment as I lapped up the entire length of his canine cock.

"I can't keep getting you these pills for free, Candy. I would if I could," he added, bucking his hips.

I pulled off of him and asked, "But my Dad doesn't give us any money to carry." I licked him from tip to base, then nuzzled his balls.

"Unnngh," he groaned. "I can...uh...give you a discount. But if I don't get some money I can't buy the pill!"

I gently took his white-furred balls into my muzzle, being careful with my teeth. I swirled my tongue over his musky sac, making the older boy shiver. I loved making him shiver.

"I-if you..." he stammered, bucking his hips weakly until I wrapped my lips around his dick again, after which he started humping my throat, "can just get me like...half the cost..."

I couldn't really respond with my mouth full, so I slid all the way down until I felt his glossy red tip tickling the back of my throat, extending my tongue to cup his balls again. It wouldn't be long now, which was all for the better, since the starting bell was about to ring.

He put his hands behind my ears, holding me steady as he leaned forward, pumping into me, his tail wagging. "You get me...a twenty...and I'll cover the other twenty..."

Yip! He clapped a hand to his muzzle, cutting off what would have been a fairly conspicuous scream as he erupted down my throat, his swollen knot pressed against my nose. I just dropped my jaw and relaxed my throat, _gulping_quickly as load after load of sticky cum drained into my tummy. I made sure not to miss a drop, because I didn't want any embarrassing moments in class. There wasn't a lot of time to clean up!

The bell rang. Late again.

It was another minute before Pie was done fucking my muzzle. Licking my lips, I looked up at him. "I'll figure something out," though I had no idea where I was going to get that kind of money. "But you should only expect half a blowjob."

Pie zipped his pants up, running his hand through his dishevelled hair. "Oh come on, Candy. You know I can't keep doing this for free."

I just cocked my head.

"I'll, I dunno. I'll return the favor?"

"You mean...?"

"Yeah. I'm not promising anything - I've never licked a girl down there before. But until I met you I'd never gotten a blowjob either." He smiled down at me.

I was beaming. Pie wasn't well-regarded as a catch by any means, at least by his fellow eighth graders. He was a druggie and it showed in how he dressed. But I had had a crush on him for a couple of years, whenever I saw him with Randy. The reddish husky was quite a looker. The thought of him going down on me made me shiver. Were we going to be boyfriend and girlfriend?

Not that I needed the sexual release. Thanks to these little white pills, I'd spent every night the last week in my twin sister's paws, kissing and humping and licking. She didn't need the drug to release her shyness, but I was like a different person. Still, I wasn't going to go steady with my own_sister_. But Pie, on the other hand...

We smiled, then parted quickly. I arrived late to class, but that was starting to become a standard thing. Carly never pushed too hard to find out what I'd been doing, and when she asked, I just said I was in the bathroom. But how was I going to come up with twenty dollars by tomorrow?

That's when I saw him and realized what I had to do.

* * * * *

"Could you get out my homework?" I asked Nathan.

While all the other students placed their backpacks on the ground and fumbled with the large, paw-friendly zippers, I just sat down at my spot in the room, wagging my tail. None of the other students could afford a personal helper, but my parents had hired Nathan for me a year ago, when I was starting Junior High. The two-legged Australian Shepherd did anything that I needed hands for.

It was really convenient, for sure! There was a lot more stuff to carry in sixth grade.

During class, Nathan sat in the corner, reading a book, since he wasn't needed until passing period, usually. No one much noticed him anymore, but when I'd first gotten him, all the students were like, "Daryl, who is that?" and "Daryl, what's he doing here?"

All the other feral dogs and wolves were jealous. But they were jealous before Nathan, too. I always got the best stuff, the brand name bandanas (I had a red Callipho one on right now), the fanciest calculator, and the best packed lunch. All because my parents were famous actors. There was always a spot for a Great Dane, after all, and while Dad was just the face of several advertising campaigns for feral products, Mom was an honest-to-God movie star. She'd started off playing bit parts, but she got her breakout role in a romantic comedy when I was just three.

My dad was a merle, almost all black except in the face, chest, and socks, and Mom was a stunning blue, a steel grey all over. I looked almost like a Harlequin, but with my mom's blue base color and darker grey spots, but I kept Dad's white face and chest. All in all, I think I looked pretty good, especially considering what some of the more bizarre Great Dane mixes there were. I was definitely planning to become an actor when I grew up!

The teacher was a two-legger, so she could help us get out materials and stuff. She called the class to session, and I glanced down the rows of students. Boxers, terriers, German Shepherds, even wolves graced the classroom. But I wasn't surprised to see one face missing: Candy. Her litter-mate Carly was in her spot, as usual, the white-furred wolf busy trying to get her homework out. I smiled at her, and she just looked away.

What happened to her? She used to flirt with me, but in the last couple of weeks, she seemed really distracted. She was in heat, judging by the diaper she was forced to wear. Or maybe something was going on between her and her sister? Because Candy had gone from never talking to me to chatting me up. Her empty spot was right next to mine, but somehow I barely knew her. But now she seemed like the outgoing one.

Sure enough, Candy walked into class five minutes late, apologizing for taking too long in the bathroom. She was going to get detention at this rate. The grey-furred wolf plopped down next to me and started to go for her bag. "Nathan," I said, and he hopped to his feet obediently. "Could you help Candy with her bag?"

"Of course," the young man said. He was working for a degree as a therapist, but doing this job in the meantime.

"Thank you, Daryl," the teacher said, glancing disapprovingly at Candy. "You may need to come to school earlier if you can't be ready on time."

Candy just shrugged her shoulders. "Tell my dad that. I'd love to."

We started the day, as usual, with reading, one of the few activities that didn't need Nathan. Ten years ago, before electronic readers, he'd have to sit beside me turning the pages, but not anymore. I liked reading okay, but what I really wanted to do was watch movies. Too bad there wasn't a class for watching movies! Well, except when Mr. Hatch was feeling lazy and popped on another history film.

After reading was geography, which every agreed was perhaps the most boring subject ever. I knew I should pay more attention, since my grade had been slipping, but I noticed Candy fidgeting. She wasn't reading either, just looking down at the book. Her eyes weren't moving across the page at all. The grey-furred wolf must be lost in thought. She, like her sister, had been really distracted recently.

"What's up..." I whispered over to her.

She blinked, her left ear flicking before glancing over at me. "Oh...nothing."

"You sure?"

When she nodded, I backed off. If she didn't want to -

"Actually, there _is_something..."