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'What's this I'm hearing? Does it have to be so loud?' All these questions filled my mind as my lifeless body refused to respond to any of the commands I was giving it to wake up, or at least to open its eyes.

"You know you can be really bad at cuddling, as soon as you fall asleep?" I heard the words and understood them so well, but the source of them was still a mystery to me.

As my eyelids creeped open all I could see was a red fur, great, bed hair.

"You stole the blankets, and took up the whole tent. A tent that is 5 foot by 8 foot. You are 5 foot 8, and you took up the whole thing." This still mysterious voice ranted on for what felt like an eternity, but finally ended when I yawned, only to be taken completely off guard by having a claw shoved down my muzzle.

*Gag*"What was that for?" I whined.

*Giggle*"I don't know but its fun to do."

I finally convinced my body to get my hand to move the hair out of my eyes. At first everything was blurry, but slowly a grey figure came into view.

"There are those pretty blue eyes I love so much."

That is when it hit me, "Hi, honey, *yawn* good morning." Now I could see her black stripes forming onto her soft grey fur.

"Good morning hun." Galaxy said as she nuzzled her muzzle into my neck.

We laid there in the tent for ten minutes with her just stroking my chest fur. She said something, but the only thing that I could hear was me murring to the every stroke of her paw. My eyes did so ever want to droop again into the sweet serenity of sleep, but just as I felt them drop ever so slightly Galaxy pulled on my tail.

"What was that for?!"I yelped as I grabbed my tail in pain.

"You have a white spot on your tail hun, I'm sorry; I must be stressing you out."

"I HAVE A WHAT?!?" I quickly glanced at my tail, and was shocked to find that what she said was true. "I'm old!" clearly overly whining intentionally.

"I just noticed it, its kinda cute though *giggle*." Galaxy said giving a huge smile she always used to make me blush.

"Thank you." It worked.

"Are you ready to get up...my little pup?"

"Ah, so you're a poet, and you didn't know it." I said mockingly.

"That was a crime of rhyme." She said giving a big grin.

"Honey?" I whined pathetically.

"Yes?" Her tail now clearly wagging,

"We really got to stop this, and get our tooshies up." I said clearly disappointed.

I yawned one last time as I stretched and then prepared myself for my journey into the freezing cold that lurked on the other side of the blanket that did so ever protect me well. I pulled up the blanket to notice that my tail wasn't the only place with a white spot, but just below my belly button was yet another patch. I rolled over onto my side to find my clothes and am shocked to feel something penetrate my tail hole. Uncontrollably...I moan.

*Panting and whining*"So, not, fair." I said feeling my ears lower, knowing that's all I'm going to get.

"Yea, so now you have to think about that all day," Galaxy says looking at her claw, "and good job honey, your clean."

"Thanks." I said in a sarcastic monotone.

*Giggle*"Oo, sexay." She says in attempt at a sexy voice, pointing down to my now unsheathed member.

Standing up with my hands on the back of my neck, "What, you like?" waving around all 10 inches.

All she can manage to do is nod her head as she pants, unable to look away. "Do you want it?" I ask, bringing it close to her muzzle, waving it close to her nose, teasing her with every pass I make. Galaxy closes her eyes and opens her muzzle, leaning forward in an attempt to take in my member. I pull away at the last possible second. "Ha, now you get to think about that all day." I say in a cocky manner as I turn and brush my tail to her face.

"It's ok, I'll get you when you least expect it." She says with a snicker.

I put on my denim shorts without even caring about going commando, all I knew was I really didn't want to spend the time getting my tail through all those layers, I just wanted to get out and smell the morning dew. I turn around to see that Galaxy had put on some spandex shorts and a sports bra.

"You know the bra can come off, we are the only ones at the lake?" I say with a slight grin.

"Yea, I would love to, but, I don't like bugs crawling around on my chest, and besides its cold and I know what you want to do." She says tauntingly, leaning in and rubbing my bulge.

"Ok, you win there." I take one last breathe, and then I open up the tent door to feel the breeze coming off of the lake. So many new smells, I could feel my nose moving crazily trying to take in every last one. All I could do after that was just give a sigh of joy.

I just stood there taking in all that that morning had to offer to me. From behind I felt Galaxy come up and wrap her arms around my waist.

"What a lovely day my love." I say grabbing her arms.

"Yea...it is." She says smelling my neck.

"Honey?" I ask so sweetly.

"Yes Damien?" she answers back with the same tone.

"Do you think the day can wait another hour or two?" I ask with my ears lowered.

Galaxy's ears raise, "I suppose it could, but why would it have to."

"Cuz, thanks to your little surprise earlier, I'm all fired up." I say blushing.

She blushes too, "Ok, but can I finish what I started earlier?"

"Yes, you can blow me if you would like." I say grinning.

"I didn't mean that." She says as her tail rises. "I want to finger you hun." I see her grey eyes just staring into mine, begging me to give her what she so desperately wanted.

"Actually, I was hoping you would ask that." I say as she pulls me back into the tent.

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If you haven't figured out by now, my name is Damien Taile. For a wolf I'm told that I should only be two colors, but black, and grey are all natural on me even these newly forming white spots for some odd reason, but I have no problem with it, I make it work. You may have noticed I had red hair earlier, well, I dye my bangs, the tip of my tail, and even my chest fur odd colors, my main colors are red and purple. Some think I'm emo, but at a time they would be right, but no longer. I quit that bad habit before I turned 15, and I haven't for 4 years now. But since I know its bothering you I'll tell you why I cut myself at a time.

I grew up in foster care. My parents left me when I was maybe a week or two old. Throughout my entire time in the system I was made fun of by other foster kids. They would call me all types of names; stinky, bed wetter, fag, emo, and even at a time fatty. Sure most of them were true but it still hurt. I was called fag, because I'm bisexual, and one time I was able to get a hold of one of my foster parent's toys. It was the closest thing I could get to have another male fill me. Unfortunately, I brought it back with me, after that pair of parents didn't want me anymore for stinking so badly, and I got caught in the act by another foster kid.

I'm called stinky because from time to time I just smell really badly, and no one knows why. It can be quite annoying. And it doesn't help when I wake up with a little yellow puddle near my tail end. So thanks to the not so sneaky washing skills of my caretakers everyone called me a bed wetter. Eventually I got to the point where I wouldn't drink anything 3 hours before I went to bed, but no matter what I did to prevent it, that cursed puddle always somehow reappeared.

The emo thing is true yes, and so is the fatty thing, but that is only from depression. If you didn't know who your parents were, had been given up by 27 different foster parents your whole life, and got picked on by everyone you know, you might be depressed as well.

Now that you know the tragedy that is foster care, I'm going to pick up back at camping after Galaxy and I re-emerge from the tent.

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"Hun that, was, absolutely, one of the best things, to ever happen, in my life." I said still panting.

"I really enjoyed doing that to you; we definitely should do that more often." She said with a slight smile.

"What's wrong love?" I asked lowering my ears.

"Well, you were clean earlier, but like, I don't know, when we started again, you smelled horrible. I had to hold by breathe. You were having so much fun though, that I didn't want to ruin it for you." She said lowering her ears as well.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I squeaked out, while lowering my tail.

"Honey, I know this is going to sound really badly, but," she inhales deeply, "do you have any STD's?"

"No, you are my first mate!" I said accidently shouting. "Why would you ask something like that?" I managed to whimper.

"Well," she said hesitantly, "there was a weird yellow liquid in your, um," looks down, "butt. You should get that looked at by a doctor honey." She said sounding worried.

"Oks, I will when we get back into town." I said with my tail still between my legs.

"I don't want to sound rude, but I think we should go now hun, it just wasn't right at all. What if you are seriously injured or something?" Galaxy demanded.

"Fine, let's get going." I said going back into the tent to pack my things.

Galaxy and I started and nearly finished getting all of our clothes, blankets, pillows, and other gear out of the tent in silence, but as I was still folding my blanket, I heard Galaxy yelp outside the tent. I dropped my blanket and rushed out to see what was wrong.

"What's going on honey, what happened, are you ok?" I asked quickly, worrying if she was ok.

"NO!!!" she yelled meanly, "Look," she pointed at a little black and white striped tail under my Camero, "a gross, disgusting, feral skunk. They are the only thing that grosses me out more than anthro-skunks. Eww, get it away!" She shrieked.

"AWWW, it's so cuuute!" I exclaimed walking towards it. "Why do you hate these cute little things so much, just look at em?" I walk over, towards the skunk without fear of being sprayed, for heaven's sake, I already smelled horrible.

I picked up the feral skunk and just looked at its little face. It didn't struggle at all; I think it was enjoying me holding it. After examining the skunk I just held it in my arm and started to pet it.

"Get rid of that vile creature now!" Galaxy hissed

"Ahhh," I whined, "can't we keep him?" I begged with the best puppy face I could manage, holding the skunks face against my right cheek. "Pleeease?" I begged.

"Fine." She said rudely.

"Really?!" I asked extremely enthusiastic, tail rising.

"Yes you may," she grinned evilly poking me in the chest, "when hell freezes over."

"Fine, I'll get rid of him." I said still whining and glaring at her.

I walked over to a little group of trees near the edge of the water and placed the little skunk on the ground. I just squatted there petting it for 2 minutes.

"How long is this going to take?" I heard Galaxy yell.

I look back down at the skunk, "I know what it's like to be hated for smelling bad little guy, you just stay safe and make some friends." I said patting it on the head softly, then walking back up to the now empty campsite.

"Wow, you work fast!" I said completely dumbfounded by how fast she had put everything away in my absence.

"I just want to go, so if you don't mind." she hinted towards my Camero. "Cuz honey, you smell like, no offence, but like a skunk. I can't stand it. You need a tomato bath, and then we are taking you to the doctor." Galaxy demanded, I of course no longer wanted to argue.

The ride home was relatively quiet, except for the occasional gag from Galaxy due to my smell. We got home and immediately Galaxy got to work on my tomato bath. While she worked on that I went to go look at my newly formed white patches. 'Ok I admit it, it's kinda hot.' I thought to myself. 'I wonder why they are there though, I'm only 19, and I am nowhere near being old.'

"Honey, it's ready for you." She said in a nasally voice, walking out with a clothes pin on her nose.

"Ok," I took a deep breath, "let's get this over with." She led me to the tub, which was now filled three-fourths of the way with tomato juice.

I looked down at the gross colored liquid and I was already, dreading it. I dipped my foot into it to test its temperature. It was room temperature, which made this just a little bit easier to handle. I sat down in the tomato juice and waited impatiently as Galaxy scrubbed me down; frequently complaining that she could taste the smell from earlier. All I wanted was it to be over; and before I knew it, it was.

"So what have we learned?" Galaxy asked as she put her hands on her hips.

"That tomato juice does not help ease the pain of a slightly pained rear." I said with a big grin on my face, throwing in a rub of my butt to add a little more humor.

"Smart Alec, don't mess with skunks, they are smelly, disgusting, and filthy creatures that have no right to live." She said getting rid of gloves she wore to clean me. "I'll call the doctor and see when he can get you in."

As Galaxy was on the phone I just had to go and look at these white spots again. I lifted my tail to take a glance, and I noticed that I still had some tomato juice on it. I looked around for a towel and finally found one near the sink. I washed off my tail and began to dry it, but as I pulled the towel away I was shocked to see that the white spot had expanded to nearly a third of the way up my tail. 'What's going on with my fur, seriously?' All I could do was stair in astonishment. Seeing this newly forming stripe normally would have sent me into panic considering the color, but oddly, I was completely amazed by how great it looked.

"Hey hun, you appointment is in an, ho...ur, why is that bigger?" Galaxy asked in confusion as she walked in on me examining myself.

"Maybe the tomato juice bleached my hair." I said, lost even as the words came out of my muzzle. "I don't really know, but do you like it?"

"Um, no, can we dye it, it doesn't look right, it makes me think of," she shakes with a disgusted look on her face, "ehh...skunks?"

"I like it, so no; I would like to keep it." I say realizing that I probably just set her off.

"Pfft, fine do whatever, I don't care, I'm going to go hang out with Claire." She says as she storms out of the house.

After she left I just sat on the couch rubbing my tail, wondering if what I was seeing was real. After spending 20 minutes just making sure that the white wasn't going to rub off I got ready for my trip to the doctor. Getting there was something of an experience. I had one car not only run a red light, but also narrowly miss me as it took a quick left. After I had come to the conclusion I wasn't dead I saw the police car follow right behind it. From that point on I was just focused on getting to the hospital that the drive flew by.

Being in hospitals always made me uncomfortable. Whether it's the scent of weird disinfectant they used, the cold lifeless feeling it gave off, or the fact that there are sick/dyeing furs currently residing within its walls. I went to check in and filled out the 5 pages of paper work that they force you to fill out every visit.

"Damien Taile?" a nurse looked around and noticed me staring back, "Dr. Clark will see you now." I stood up and followed, "It's the second door on the left." She said with a friendly grin.

I did as I was told and walked into the room and sat down on the paper bedding with a loud and annoying crumple. It was extremely cold in this room, I didn't like it one bit.

"The doctor will be in shortly." She turned and left me to rot in this room.

What felt like an eternity passed. I played tic-tac-toe on the paper, got up and spun on the doctor's chair, and played with some of his tools, my favorite was pitch rod thing that they ring in your ear. Right as I picked up the reflex hammer, I heard a slight squeak.

"Are you keeping yourself entertained?" Dr. Clark asked, I've been caught.

"Yea, I was just, um, bored, and..." I tried to explain.

"It's ok I would get bored waiting here for 20 minutes too." He said with a chuckle. "Well, what seems to be the problem?"

"Well, first off, I'm getting a big white stripe on my tail and on my belly. I don't know if its stress, or some hair disorder."

"Well there really isn't anything I can do about that but tell you to dye it. Is there anything else or should I call a hair clinic for you?"

"There is something else, but it's kinda awkward to say." I said blushing.

"Well I've seen a lot of strange things, I promise I won't laugh. " Dr. Clark said seriously.

"Ok, my girl friend and I tried something different,*cough* and well she *cough* fingered my tooshy, and she said that there was a strange yellow liquid, she thinks it may be and STD" I was hesitant, but I was able to finish explaining this to the Dr. Clark.

"Interesting," he said taking a moment to think. "It could be and STD, or just a problem with you urinary and your excretory systems. There are a couple ways for me to determine this, but the easiest but most awkward for you would be for me to take a cotton swab and take a sample. Would you be ok with this?"

"I suppose, do I need to make another appointment, or can we do that now?" I asked blushing deeper with every word.

"Yes we can do it now, and it's a quick test, so you can have the results before you leave."

"Ok let's do that then." I said, now clearly nervous.

"So what I'm going to need you to do is drop your pants and bend over the table with your legs spread and your tail in the air." He said putting on a pair of gloves. I did as I was told and I waited with anxiety of having my tail end exposed. And to top the nervousness off, it was cold, much colder without my shorts on. "So now you may feel a slight discomfort." And just as he said that I felt the cotton enter my tail hole. And that was when the awkward moment happened...I moaned. After that I felt the cotton disappear from me.

"You can get dressed now, and I will go get this test started." You could hear the awkwardness in his voice as he disposed of his gloves.

I got dressed and sat back down. I kept my head down from embarrassment. 'Really, a cotton swap, I'm pathetic.' Minutes later Dr. Clark returned holding a clipboard.

"The results are in Mr. Taile, and I need to ask you some questions." He said sounding more confused then I was. All I could do was nod. "Ok, on your paper work, where it asked the species of your parents, you put wolf, what I need to know is if you forgot to put anything down for that question."

"Well doctor, I only know I am wolf, I didn't know my real parents." I said slightly concerned about what was going on.

"Telling you this may sound weird, but I feel like you should know, but, it appears as though you have a maturing pair of musk glands." Dr. Clark said with a serious look on his face.

"What does that mean exactly?" I asked.

"Well Mr. Taile, from the chemical makeup of the sample I took earlier it would appear that you are secreting musk from a maturing pair of musk glands that happens to be identical to that of a skunk during puberty." He said in a comforting voice.

"Doctor, are you trying to tell me I'm going through skunk puberty?" I asked with astonishment.

"Mr. Taile, I believe one of your parents may have been a skunk or a hybrid, but you are indeed a wolf, skunk hybrid." He said with his hand on my shoulder.

"So the white patches are just my natural skunk fur coming in as well?" I asked inquisitively.

"It would appear that would be so, you probably have been secreting musk involuntarily for most of your life, but you should be able to spray voluntarily sometime within puberty. Damien," he said taking off his glasses, "you may experience changes around your whole body, it could be like your fur changing color, your hair may grow thicker in some areas, or even possibly your bone structure could change, but for now you will have to wait and see what happens."

I smiled and nodded. He then guided me to checkout; I signed out, and left. 'How could I have not known? It was so obvious. How is Galaxy going to take this? What am I going to look like?' All of these thoughts flooded my mind on the way back to my house. As I pulled into the drive way I saw Galaxy's car, and I knew that I would have the chance to tell her.

I opened the door to her lying down on the couch with a Disney movie. I sat down next to her and just waited there holding her paw. Slowly she began to wake up.

"Hey hun, how did the doctor's appointment go?" she asked groggily.

"Babe, you should sit up and prepare yourself for what I'm about to tell you." As soon as I said that she sat up next to me. "Honey, I just found out I'm a hybrid."

"You are? What type, Oo, maybe you're a panther, or a tiger like me?" she said excited.

"Love, you may not like the answer." Her grin disappeared and her ears lowered. "Galaxy...I'm part skunk."

"NO! You can't be. That's, oh my god, eww!" She started scooting away from me.

"Honey I'm still the same Damien." I tried to get out.

"Get away from me, I'm leaving!"She yelled slightly running towards the door. "I can't be with a...a...a skunk. It's over. I just can't be with a...skunk" spitting on the final word.

There I was alone, without a mate, not knowing who I was in the world, only knowing that my life is going to suck for a while, but after this is over, it will get better, but when?