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Legal disclaimer: This fur fiction is for adults only and should NOT be watched by minors. The character Dee Jay is based on Dee Jay Goo's icon, and he gave me some suggestions about the dress code for graffiti artists. Thanks Dee Jay for all the feedback and information on this sub-culture (Bad language, sex and swearing. Rated hard R).

The graffiti artists: The challenge

It was a calm Wednesday night as Joseph, a blue-feathered dragon keep practicing on his painting and sketching skills on a messy corner of his room. Initially he enrolled in the art class with the sole purpose of getting the required hours to be considered as a full time student, but he never thought that he would actually fall in love with this assignment. Now he practiced incessantly to improve his skills and impress his friends. Suddenly, the cell-phone whistled like an old fashioned train, and then cracked an awful-sounding fart. Joe smiled as he remembered the librarian's frown when she heard that unpleasant sound effect.

The feathered dragon wagged his tail as he picked up the phone: "Hello, this is Joseph Wilson on the line. Dee Jay?! Where have you been, you son of a marsupial? I almost believed that you joined a ship's crew to Louisiana. Why are you calling me? So... where is this place? Uh-huh, you're talking about that bankrupt car dealer on 27th and Main Street. Do you know if there are still any security guards in that place? Sweet! Just give me fifteen minutes to pick-up my spray paints and I'll get ready for the action. Please, be careful out there!"

Joe used a folding knife to cut his new watercolor from the industrial sized paper-roll. He placed his finished sketch on a drying rack as he stripped of his stained denim-overalls almost instantly. In seconds he found his clothes in that eternally messy room and dressed in a pair of wide, gray cargo pants, red sneakers and a black jacket with hoodie. Half an hour later, Dee Jay saw that his best friend was skating towards him with a back-pack full of spray-paint and while he was holding a second skateboard in his paws. Joseph cut the the deserted lot's cyclone fence and fixed the damaged section with coat hanger wire just before a patrol car passed by.

Joe asked: "Where shall we start first?"

Dee Jay answered: "I think that we should play it safe for now and do some 'interior decoration' inside one of the offices; we could even include the small conference room. In that way the police or neighbors won't spot us and we won't place our masterpieces under risk of being erased or vandalized by the neighbors or other kids. If we do it on the outside walls, the police will catch us red handed."

Joe smiled from ear to ear: "I like the way you think!"

The boys nodded to each other as they started to spray-paint a cartoon-like city with neon lights and a jovial graffiti about their favorite black-metal bands, both American and European. Joe took some brushes and started to paint some voluptuous vixens, dancing and posing provocatively.

Dee Jay liked Joe's idea and started to draw a couple of topless raccoon girls licking each other in a hot sixty-nine. The guys were giggling like mischievous children, when they heard a big-ass Chevrolet convertible braking, while ten adolescent furs stepped out of the car. The boys' hearths went into their throats as they started to hastily pick up their spray-cans and make a silent retreat. Dee Jay whispered:"Kill the lights!"

Dee Jay frowned: "Why are you picking up all those spray paint cans? Those furs would come here at any minute!"

Joe whispered angrily: "I didn't kill myself for five hours painting that graffiti to see it vandalized with one of our own spray-cans. Besides, those guys are going to use the whole exterior fence as a canvas."

Dee Jay asked incredulously before they went thru the gap in the cyclone fence: "They're going to paint the walls like we were doing minutes ago?"

Joe whispered urgently: "Not so loud! (Joe smirked) Hey, who can resist the lure of decorating a plain white wall? At least there are no street-gangs in this neighborhood, or else we wouldn't be painting with the frequency that we are doing now?"

Dee Jay hummed: "Right. I've seen what happens in other cities. If you erase a gang's graffiti, you would have to pay for that with your blood or your life. But I didn't saw that you marked our graffiti with your stencil logo, did you?"

Joe smiled as he opened his cell-phone screen: "I didn't have the time, but I have this little evidence. Joe grinned from pointy ear to ear as he showed his friend an image of their new artwork: "Don't complain if our faces didn't appear in the photo, because if our parents know what we were doing, we would never hear the end of it."

Dee Jay nodded: "Fuck, you're right! Skate harder Joe, I want to get some sleep cuz' I need to catch the school bus early!" So the boys kept skating until they arrived safely to their respective homes. Joe didn't know for sure if his dad was waiting for him in the reception hall and he didn't want to hear his bitching, so he used the lattice walls to climb into his sister's room. If one of his parents caught him dressed in those paint-stained clothes, being grounded for a million years would be the least of his worries.

Julie wasn't sleeping well in that summer night, so she went to the kitchen for a bottle of cocoa and went upstairs back to sleep. She felt a chilly sensation that went thru her scaled back went she saw a hooded figure climbing thru her window. She almost screamed on top of her lungs when she felt this person placed a stinky sock to cover her muzzle. The intruder spoke: "Shut the fuck up, Julie! Do you want Dad to know that I'm here?" Julie was shocked but alleviated when she realized that it was just her brother.

Julie started to smile. Joe frowned when he realized what her intentions would be: "Don't even think about blackmailing me. Or I will tell Dad what happened to the car." Julie relented: "Fuck, you know how to play dirty, shit pile!" Joseph smiled with satisfaction for winning the fight, but then he frowned when he realized: "I suspected that she broke the car's window even when dad bought the shit that she said. I wasn't sure if she was guilty but I'm glad that the gamble paid off."

The next day went without any incidents so far, but when Joe went to the cafeteria, Dee Jay found him and said: "It's lucky that I found you. Do you remember the group that interrupted us last night? The police busted them for vandalism and invading private property."

Joe sighed with relief when he realized what could have happened to him last night. Dee Jay continued: "I've heard rumors that the group that we found last night blamed us for their accusations." Joe scoffed at the last remark: "They have no right to blame us if they were caught red handed." Joe whispered to his friend as he looked around: "I doubt that those guys know who we are, but we better continue this conversation in the parking lot. The walls have ears."

Suddenly, a skunk girl yelled at him: "Hey dust remover, we have to talk!"

The dragon rolled his eyes: "My name is Joseph!"

The gothic skunk girl walked toward Joe and Dee Jay with an unreadable expression: "Whatever! I'll get to the point. I know that both of you painted the graffiti that placed my boyfriend into juvenile correction for the third time and I got grounded until I'll receive my first social security check.'

The skunk continued: 'At least I got rid of a certain manipulative bloodsucker, but now to the point. I admit that both of you got some balls for making that stunt under the noses of those policemen, so that proves that you have guts as well as skill. If I'm wrong about both of you, everyone in this little town will know that you're just a pair of wannabes."

Dee Jay and Joseph felt like yelling at her for such disrespect, but both of them remained calm. Joe retorted: "I believe that we are very skilled, thank you!"

The skunk-girl smirked: "That's something that I'll like to see!"

Dee Jay commented: "Haven't you seen what we were capable of? What if we could arrange a challenge to end this discussion definitely? And to make it more interesting, we could add a prize for the winner."

The skunk girl smirked: "Like what?"

Joseph taunted her: "Would you cover the whole expenses for a big-ass concert and a high school party for everyone?"

The skunkette looked flabbergasted for seconds, then smirked: "I would fund the biggest party in high school's history if I can get the chance of humiliate you, feather-brain. I would be tempted collar you and make you eat dog food in a metal bowl. It would be worth every penny to see your friends and your sister watch you! I've heard she's quite a looker." She arrogant skunk could hear the tone of hatred in Joe's face.

Joe smirked: "We won't lose! So get ready to go to the nearest pet shop and buy a dog collar and a food bowl on your way to the liquor warehouse. You'll have to deliver five truckloads of beer to the party."

Dee Jay asked: "If both of you what to go at each other's throat that's your problem. How shall we start the contest?" Joe pouted like he was saying 'can't I have a little fun?'

The skunk girl smiled: "My group and yours shall paint thirty graffiti's, one in a different neighborhood and downtown, and then we'll our cell phones to photograph the artwork. We can use any kind of graffiti, or sculptures made out of wire and plastic tape, movie projections over the concrete walls, use light emitting diodes or fiber wire to make an illuminated billboard, or use knotted yarn to cover the lampposts. All that stuff is valid. The whole city shall become our playground."

Dee Jay hummed: "I see that you're getting influence from the East Coast and Texas. Let's go, Joe. We have to get ready."

When boys got into the bus, the bandicoot whispered to the feathered reptile: "She's looks like a cunning shrew with lots of money, and a disciplinarian. We have to be careful with her, because she knows about graffiti like your sister knows about the latest French fashion. We have to assemble a good team our class peers and a couple of computer experts to help us."

But the bandicoot and the dragon didn't realize that the news about the contest would spread like wildfire, and soon they had more volunteers that they could handle, or so they thought. Finally the lizard was able to select the artists he needed for the contest.

He said to the rest of the group: "We have selected the furs that we need for the main task, but that doesn't mean that your work as lookouts is not essential, because without your cooperation we wouldn't succeed. In fact, I'm not sure if we have enough eyes to look out for the police, so if any fur wants to join, the more the merrier."

So the artists evaluated their own individual skills and based on how those skills would affect their outcome, the four teams were assembled. The individual teams scattered thru the city and started to spread a synthetic fabric over the ceilings, inside the floor of vacant houses and anywhere were the police wouldn't spot them easily. Joe hoped that the girls on the team weren't too prudish when they would start to color the near-pornographic graffiti.

One of the girls visibly blushed when she saw the four breasted herm vixen with penises instead of arms and legs, but no drawings of naughty humans coupling. Even Joseph had his limits and that disgusting subject would be several times over the limit. On the lookouts signal, the artists would glue the painted fabric like wallpaper over concrete. With this method the artists wouldn't risk being discovered by the police and the creator could burn the synthetic canvas when the artwork outlasted its brief usefulness, leaving no evidence for the police.

Meanwhile... in police precinct

A black Doberman lamented: "A month ago I was hoping that I could marry that wealthy skunk-girl, but right now I'm locked in the slammer. Why I'm waiting for trial in the juvenile court for doing graffiti, when I see a lot of furs doing it? I know that my parents considered me a hopeless case, but they could still bail me out. I wish I could find the asshole who painted that conference room. If I do I'm doing to give him a world of pain. Who cares about those ingrates that said they were my friends, no one bailed me, and that asshole of Jonathan always finds an excuse for not lending me any money. (The dog shuddered) I wouldn't be able to give my ass to any male inside that juvenile detention center. I must find a way out of this mess."

One of the wardens addressed to him: "Hey lad, you got a phone call!"

"Who is this? Jonathan! Dear friend, you must bail me out of this place before I go crazy and... If you didn't have the bail, why the fuck did you called me, you jerk? What did you said?! You saw that my girlfriend was talking to whom!? I can't believe that nymphomaniac bitch! Now she's giving her cunt to the same guy who sent me here? They must have worked together to get rid of me! I don't care if that uncaring bitch is going to make a graffiti contest! Wait... I could use that information to get even."

The dog smiled maliciously: "Hey copper, I have something that you might want to hear!"

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So the Dee Jay's team made an impressive progress as Joe and the rest of the group prepared the remote controlled helicopters for the next phase of the competition. An obese porcupine directed Joe on the operation of the remote controlled choppers: "Those gasoline powered helicopters are not different in the way they work from any other scale model. However, these models carry the smallest movie projectors on the market with some custom made lenses installed so they would help in the projection. We have also borrowed two minivans with the more standard equipment which is currently used in football events. We shall use these projectors on selected places, including the mayor's residence."

Joe nodded: "I would like to see the faces of those cops! We got the best equipment that we could find for this type of event, now the rest of the competition shall be evaluated by its artistic merits and originality. The girls have finished the giant plush toys and wire sculptures just on time to be delivered to the St. Bernard Catholic School. I wonder what the cubs' reaction will be."

A female lemur commented: "I would like to see those cute little cubs smiling like its Christmas Eve."

The fat porcupine asked: "Were did you find all that fabric for the plush toys and the sculptures?"

Joseph answered: "We just begged for some oil stained fabric and corduroy that the jeans and furniture factory couldn't use in their production".

The porcupine nodded: "Those 20-feet tall plush bunnies sure look weird in tartan fabric. I wonder why the girls left that one here." Joseph smirked. The porcupine explained: "Well Joe, I have downloaded in your computer the program that we usually use for light animations." Joseph gave the program to a gay squirrel so the last team could plug the lights into one of the paintings.

A tall, strong bunny from the basketball team commented: "Guys I'm receiving a communication from the judges. It seems that we are winning, but by a very close margin." Everyone started to cheer but soon it died out as the implications sunk in. The hare continued: "We need an original artwork to gain the favor of the judges or there's the possibility that we won't be able to make it." The tension started to grow as the results came back and forth. The uneasy murmur started to grow between the teams. It seemed that the skunk girl has hired some students from the same art school and the graffiti has more or less the same quality as Dee Jay's and Joseph's group.

Nobody thought about this possibility. Joseph was yanking his feathers one by one at the risk of becoming bald. Most of the guys thought that the skunk girl's group would be composed of amateurs with no artistic skills, but now they realized that they have underestimated their rivals that assumption could make them loose the competition. Suddenly, one of the lookout vixens yelled: "We won! We did it! Oh motherfucking luck! Someone did a living graffiti that wasn't planned and the judges liked it!"

Everyone left whatever they were doing and looked at the computer's monitor. Some of the guys smirked, some others reacted with disgust and most of the females looked away or blushed. It was a group of male and female furs with no clothes, but the females blushed not because those furs where unclothed, but for the fact that the left sizes of their bodies were covered by a pink rubber disguises that looked like naked humans. Joseph could smell the overpowering heat of wet pussy when he realized that the cunt odor gave him a steel-hard erection. But, who was the fur who took that photograph?

The telephone rang: "Hello, this is Joseph Wilson speaking... Julie!? I've told you that you shouldn't call me tonight under any circumstances, and... Are you sure about that? When are they coming? They're implanting a general curfew all over town?! But how did the police... Thank you dear, I'll make it up to you somehow."

Joe addressed at all the furs reunited in that abandoned warehouse: "Listen everybody! I got information that the police knows about our activities and right now this place could be compromised. We got five minutes to carry all the computers and equipment to the cars and go. All that artwork we can't carry shall be burned since we can't leave any evidence. Would anyone call the other team and warn them too? Thanks!" Everyone hurried into a mad dash to pick up all the computers, materials, paints and art instruments. The pick-ups were driving just below the maximum speed allowed as the patrol cars passed by.

One of the vixens cheered as Julius sighed with relief: "Another moment like this and you would have to change my diapers". The vixen made a face: "You're a sick fur!" The rest of the group laughed.

Dee Jay received a phone call: "Uh-huh! Yeah, he's right here! Joseph, that skunk girl wants to talk to you!"

On the other side of the line: "Congratulations, and thanks for the warning! Sadly, a couple of my friends were caught while they were burning some artwork and the police wanted to press charges for invading private property, but my dad actually owns the place. I'm sorry to tell you that I got punished again, so you'll have to pick me up. I'll see you at the party, featherhead."

Joe replied: "Thanks, and I'm sorry for your friends!" Joe then talked to Dee Jay: "Phew! What a fucking night! I thought that this whole thing would never end!" Joe frowned when he saw that the raccoon girl and the lemur femme started to smooch and kiss the marsupial all over his face.

Dee Jay asked: "Hey Joe, can we fetch something to eat from Applebee's?" Joseph replied: "Not tonight, even if there's no school tomorrow I'm tired like hell. I would advise you to change cars, there's still a curfew."

Dee Jay smiled: "Don't worry! I'll take Camille's red sedan."

Joe dragged his poor, tired tail to his room, when he saw that his sister Julie was standing in the middle of his room wearing only stalking and a gold chain. She grinned: "Congratulations puke face! I was hiding in one of the trucks when I've heard some gossip from the vixens."

Joe was surprised about her last comment but he remained calm: "I'm grateful that you warned me about the police, but my generosity has its limits and that butt of yours is ready for a hand spanking. If you want to go to the party, you have earned it."

Julie stuck out her tongue: "Thanks, but I've received an invitation by Lucille, the skunk. She specifically wanted me to go, whether she won or lost. Do you remember what she said during that challenge?"

Joe said: "Of course I remember what she said. We agreed that the winner shall pay for a concert and a party for the whole high school. She also said that the loser shall use a collar and a leash. But why are you interested in all this?"

Julie went to Joseph's bed and handed him a dog collar and a photo. Joe opened his muzzle wide open as he stared at the image for Julie sucking penises and being penetrated by the same disguised furs that appeared in the photo that helped Joe's team to win the contest. Joe stammered: "You were the one who took this photograph?

Julie gave him a shit-eating grin as she nodded: "Now I'm the queen of the party. So I can order anyone to do what I want." Joe's brain gears stated to work at maximum speed: "I better stop fighting with her until the party is finished". But to his surprise, Julie raised her tail and wiggled her rump against his face. Joe couldn't help it but he became aroused. His little sister wasn't so little anymore. Joe scolded her: "Stop that! You're crossing a line that you shouldn't. You may try to seduce a fur that has an age close to yours but not me, I'm your sibling."

Joseph sighed: "It seems that Mom or dad didn't tell you. Did you know that our species emit pheromones that are as powerful to reptiles as crystal meth? Your ignorance is making you reckless because those pheromones would make impossible for any reptile to show any retrains once the impulse of mating sets in. I don't want to see any of my hatchlings die due to birth defects, illness or any malformation. Fooling around with me is a genetic suicide. We're siblings"

Julie bit her lip: "I'm sorry! I didn't know."

Joseph kissed the mass of thin tentacles on top of her head: "Let forget it and hit the showers. I need to groom my feathers and some of your skin is peeling off of that tail. I forgot to ask you, that skunk is showing a lot of interest in you. Are both of you in love?"

Julie shook her head: "Not in love, but I wanted to fool around with her..."

Joe finished: "And you wanted me to join in." Joe scratched one of his spiraled horns as he watched her scaled hide turned from ivory brown to greenish blue, a clear sign that she's getting aroused: "Why did you have to be hatched as a dragon."

Joe pulled Julie by the arm and started to devour her with kisses as he caressed her soft scales. He cocooned her with his feathery wings as their tails intertwined. Joe cradled her delicately as her overpowering pheromones clouded his judgment. Soon Julie felt that her brother's double penis circled around her clit and then slowly separated her nether lips, but it didn't penetrate her completely. In Julie's aroused state, her hide changed again from blue to magenta. Becoming a slave to lust, Julie exposed her neck, allowing her brother to take her when the cell phone rang and broke the passionate moment. Joe sighed in frustration as he thought about a dead cat that he saw on his way home to let his erection go away. Julie answered the phone: "Hello Jonathan! Yeah, I just stepped out of the shower, so give me fifteen minutes to get ready. Then we'll go to the mall to rent your tuxedo so we'll be ready to the school party."

Joseph went to the toilet to take a leak: "Who is your new boyfriend? Come on, don't give me that look. You have a new boyfriend like he's the new ice cream flavor of the month."

Julie responded: "When you look at him, you will know who he is."

Joseph gave her an angry glare but he went to answer the door wearing only his feathers and a small erection. Julie rolled on her stomach and giggled hysterically when she saw was he was doing to embarrass him. Joseph peered at the window and saw that Julie's boyfriend was... a skunk in red t-shirt and denims? Joseph smirked as he opened the door: "Welcome little fella! Julie will be here in a minute." The skunk's jaw hung when he saw Joseph. Then the skunk smiled: "You're the winner of the graffiti contest" The young skunk gave Joseph a high-five. Joseph smiled: "Thanks pal, do you know about a skunk girl named Lucille." The boy nodded: "She's my sister!"

Julie hurried downstairs wearing a mini-skirt with no panties, a fishnet blouse and soft leather sandals. Both youngsters greeted at each other with a kiss as they hurried towards a red station wagon. Her tail was wrapped around his left leg while they were holding paws.

Joe smiled: "This will be one party to remember."

End of part one (Part two will be finished soon)