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Today was the day!

Brenda was dressed up for a special occasion. She walked around the house, posture confident, wearing a long-sleeve shirt, collar, tie, vest, and brown corduroy pants because this would be the day she moved out of her master's home.

She greeted the living room with a bright smile. The spritely cat girl with an orange, brown and white fur pattern like something from a leopard walked into the kitchen on barefeet, tailing swishing behind her.

Seeds had his head in the fridge. Upon hearing Brenda coming, he leaned up and smiled, "Good day, Brenda."

"Good day, Seeds!" Brenda grinned.

He was once a regular African gray parrot, but a few months ago is when it all changed. Seeds was turned from a feral into a myumanoid parrot who could speak and who was intelligent and all the myumans in the household, including Brenda, were turned into myumanoid animals as well, except for not having a tail and being under the direct command of their former pets.

Brenda leaned in to give Seeds a kiss on the cheek. Seeds blushed and chuckled in his old man voice. He hugged Brenda and said, "It's bittersweet to see my favorite pet off, but..." he let her away and patted her head, "I'm so proud that you are being emancipated. You've earned it."

"Thanks." said Brenda.

The other pets (former myumans) in the house came out into the living room to see Brenda off. She was going to be picked up and driven to the college where she would be assigned a dorm and enter a world of higher learning.

She would be her own woman! Out in the world, not being ordered to eat off the floor by her bird master: her own woman!

Nathan was another cat, a gray furred one. He hadn't a tail so his mustard yellow pants didn't have a hole at the back like Seeds' or Brenda's.

"Meow." said Nathan. It wasn't a jest, but the limits of Nathan's speech that morning. Seeds liked to limit the abilities of his pets to make them feel more like the pets they were. Nathan's ability to talk was restricted to cat sounds that morning.

Brenada chuckled and leaned an arm on Nathan, "What's the matter Nathan? Cat got your tongue?"

Nathan smirked.

There was also Tinni and Carl. Tinni the frog girl was completely naked that morning. Her big green tits were out in the open and her pert vagina was for everyone to see. Maybe disappointing to Seeds, Tinni was very content in her naked glory.

Carl the bloodhound looked pretty alright, although he was dreading when he would have to relieve himself since Seeds deemed that he had to use not a toilet, but the litterbox in the back. Secretly, he preferred a litter box to newspaper as his specie would dictate.

Tinni walked up and gave Brenda a big hug, pressing her round breasts into Brenda's shirt and her perky cooch into Brenda's hip. She smiled, "Today's the big day! You are going to become your own cat and enroll in school!"

"Maybe one day you can join me," said Brenda, tapping Tinni's bare back, "But they have a dress code at Barksville."

Tinni giggled and backed away to give Carl some room to hug his friend Brenda. When his body rubbed up to her, Brenda could feel his package rubbing against her. For a moment the bulge poked and snuggled into her crotch, and the cat girl's eyes turned into hearts, but Brenda fought against her lusty thoughts.

Brenda brought her eyes down to Carl's bump, "You seem happy to see me go, Carl..."

Carl rubbed one foot on another and blushed, "I was just thinking... what if we did it one last time before we left."

Carl and Brenda had become frequent bedmates since being turned into a dog and cat, respectively. Either Carl spending the night in Brenda's room or vice versa, the two had become acquainted to falling asleep in the same bed, clothes off and covered in spurts of spunk.

Brenda lifted her nose, "Nope! I'm a collegian now, and I will not be brought down to such depraved behavior!" She smirked at Carl, "Some of us fight our animal instincts."

A car was heard parking out front. A door opened, then shut, then the front door- without even a knock- opened to reveal Orzlac.

A red fox. Myumanoid like any other but with a tail like Seeds. He wore formal attire, a green coat over a golden vest with green pants. Barefoot.

"Hello... Orzlac," said Brenda, straightening her shirt.

"Greetings, mortal," said Orzlac.

Brenda gave her best smile, "Are you ready?"

"I'm the one who's supposed to be asking that, cat," the fox replied. He looked around the room and walked his feet across the plush carpet and onto the tiled kitchen floor, Orzlac's claws tapping nicely on the surface. He reached out to put a hand on the counter and looked back at Brenda, "Didn't I transform you into a cat around here?"

Brenda nodded, "Yes."

Orzlac smirked, "You pissed your pants."

Orzlac remembered it like it was yesterday, thanks to his preternatural godlike memory. The young myuman girl stared at him like she didn't know what she was looking at, he fired a bolt at her, she turned into a cat, and as she looked over her new body, eyes glistening with tears and screams of terror, her pants exploded with wetness. Two heavy streams of urine rode down her pant legs and splattered on the floor, a huge puddle consuming all.

Orzlac looked at the ground and pointed at the floor, "You froze up, whimpered, and pissed all over yourself. The puddle on the floor was so big that it spilled into the carpet." He took a foot to rub the edge of the carpet.

Brenda stomped her feet, "I didn't pee myself that much!"

There was a chuckle around the room from the others, not that they handled their transformations any better. Brenda took her tail and wringed it nervously, blushing in embarrassment.

Orzlac stretched out his arms and pulled up his sleeves again, wriggling his black furred, clawed fingers. Seeing him approach, Brenda straightened up, tensing her arms at her side. She put on a straight face.

"Alright," said Orzlac. He hesitated no longer, reached out a clawed finger and firing a magical beam at Brenda. Yellow fiery light darted through the air at Brenda's neck and the collar she wore disintegrated into nothing.

Brenda reached up and rubbed the fur on her neck. For the first time in months, her neck was unadorned. The room gave her applause. Seeds, whose claps were slow and soft, teared up.

"You are emancipated," said Orzlac.

"Really?" said Brenda, "Master- I mean, Seeds: order me to do something."

He chuckled at Brenda calling him 'Seeds' instead of 'Master', "I'll have to get used to that. Let's see..." he rubbed his hands together, "Brenda, would you please give my johnson a good macking?"

Brenda did nothing. She wasn't controlled to suck his dick or any action whatsoever. She huffed her chest and grinned, happy to be free of possession.

"Maybe my powers are busted," Seeds looked over at Nathan, "Nathan, would you please give your master a nice blowjob?"

With no control of his own, Nathan walked over to his bird master, got down on his knees, unbuckled the parrot's belt, and unzipped his pants. A tug inside his drawers and his big cock was out, already hardening with him knowing what Nathan was about to do.

Nathan took the bird man's cock and macked his lips across the shaft. Was Nathan closing his eyes and getting lost into the job a part of Seeds' command or was Nathan doing it out of his own volition? Nobody in the room could tell but Nathan kissed, licked and sucked the hefty dong like he and Seeds met behind a burger shop.

"Guess you're free," said Orzlac, "but I doubt you'll fight off the temptation to give blowjobs."

Brenda pouted, offended at Orzlac accusing her of being a horndog, but the moment passed and the daunting next step in her life approached. She got misty eyed looking around the room at who had been her sexy roommates and master for the last couple months.

"I'm off then," said Brenda.

Seeds sighed and approached Brenda for one final hug, all of them taking their turn to embrace the cat before she left. With that done, Brenda followed Orzlac out the door.

It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining. The sky was clear. Brenda walked on the warm stone tiles to Orzlac's car- a green sedan.

Just passing by were some familiar faces out for a walk. Snowie was the master of a house down a few doors from Seeds. She was a taller confident cat lady that day wearing a black blouse and silver harem pants. She had her two pets on leashes. There was Myra, a black cat wearing a white tank top and a pair of burgundy pants clinging to her wide hips. There was also Neil, an anole wearing a purple sports t-shirt and knee-length shorts in the color of dusty brown.

"Hey guys," said Brenda.

Neil and Myra shot a wave at Brenda. Snowie nodded politely. Neil slapped his arms to his side, looking at Orzlac, "What's up?"

"I'm off to Barksville," said Brenda, "I'm been released by my master and now have free reign to join academia!"

Myra crossed her arms and smirked, "Lucky you."

"Why wouldn't they let you join before being freed?" asked Neil, "There are plenty of pets enrolled at Barksville."

"That was Seeds," said Brenda. She rubbed her arm, "He's a good guy but he told me that bad things will happen to me in college." She smiled widely, "But that's not true! I'm going to do great!"

Neil chuckled, "We might be getting forced to go as part of our pet indoctrination. A lot of us are-" Neil realized something was off. He looked down. A wet spot was forming on his shorts and at the bottom of the legs pee dripped out onto the sidewalk below.

Brenda broke out into a giggling fit while Myra chuckled warmly, Snowie smirked, and Orzlac grimaced in disgust taking a step back.

Neil pulled out the front of his shorts like he was trying to direct some of the flow, unsuccessfully. He looked up at Brenda and smiled, "Snowie took away our continence."

"Are you sure?" said Brenda, with a toothy smile, "Because Myra hasn't peed herself."

"No?" said Myra, "Take a step closer."

That's when Brenda noticed a smell. It was the smell of cat feces, wafting over from the back of Myra's pants. Brenda took a step forward and got a good whiff- yep, Myra had shit her pants and the odor waved through the air like a bakery open on a Monday morning.

Brenda waved a hand in front of her nose, "God! What did you have for lunch?"

Neil's urinating slowed and he looked at the sidewalk below, feeling guilty for leaving a pool for people to avoid. He pinched out his shorts- they were soaked. He sighed.

Myra chuckled and smiled dreamily, almost enjoying the feeling of the butt sausage she laid into her panties. She said, "Maybe someone put Ex-lax in my corn flakes?"

Orzlac tugged on Brenda sleeve, "Will you come on, cat? I got a schedule to keep."

Brenda nodded at Orzlac, "Right." She turned to the others, "Guess I gotta head out. I'd ask you to come with but," she looked down at Neil peeling out his shorts, "they don't let you in if you're not housebroken." She laughed and walked to the car door.

The others took Brenda's teasing in good faith. Myra waved bye faintly while Neil waved with one hand while his other was shifted around he soaked shorts. Brenda gave a cheeky wiggle of her fingers through the window as Orzlac got in the car, started the ignition, and pulled out onto the road.

Brenda stretched and sighed, her hands scraping against the velvet roof of the Orzlac's car. She stretched her knees up, grazing her heel on the leather seats. She looked out the window as the neighborhood passed by, various people out on the sidewalks.

Orzlac didn't like mortals. They were weird creatures with their own quirks and oftentimes they were smelly. He also didn't know how to talk to them. All talk was small talk with mortals.

He shifted in his seat and let his tail hang off the edge, passing over the cup holders. He cleared his throat, "So... what program do they have you in?"

"I don't know," said Brenda, "They only have one program, I think."

Orzlac grunted. After a second of silence he spoke, "So they have you in a room?"

Brenda nodded, "Yes. I didn't get to choose a roommate so I'm stuck with some guy named Dexter."

"Dexter, huh?" said Orzlac, "A guy? Get to know him well, because chances are in a few months you'll be carrying his child." Orzlac broke out into a snickering laugh.

Brenda scowled, "That's not true!"

Orzlac took his hands off the wheel and turned to mug at Brenda, leaning his arm on the window sill, "You should think about how to approach your fellow collegians. They're going to be drooling all over you."

Brenda crossed her arms confidently, "I can handle that." She noticed Orzlac's hands off the wheel, "H-hey, watch where you're driving."

Orzlac lowered his maw at Brenda, "Mortal, I am a demigod who can create people out of thin air. I don't need hands to drive the car and I don't need eyes to see where I am going. If you'd like, I could make this car fly."

Brenda sighed and relaxed, pressing her hands into the seat.

"You know..." said Orzlac, "We could do all sorts of things while in transit." He looked back at the seats behind them, "We could move back there and have a bit of sex."

Brenda looked out the window, "I'm not in the mood."

"Sure you aren't," Orzlac chuckled with a smile, turning back ahead and putting his hands back on the wheel. He quieted up for the rest of the short drive.

The two arrived without problem. The parking lot behind the college had it's share of vehicles, likely all people there for the initiation ceremonies. Brenda walked in through the back doors while Orzlac headed off in another direction to take care of faculty business.

There were other people heading inside the building, spaced apart from Brenda. Walking up to the door, she pulled a pamphlet from her pocket. On the back there was a space for printing the meetup for each student. Brenda's was in plaza-B and her dorm was PAW-69.

She had been at Barksville before but she never got a grasp of the layout that well. It was a small college though, and wouldn't be hard to navigate.

She went inside the doors and looked around the halls. Other students were inside walking around although the place was mostly scarce. Brenda tried to remember where plaza-B was and took a right coming from the entrance.

It was weird seeing a college full of zoomans, even if she had spent the last couple months interacting with them exclusively and not a myuman in between. There was a discomfort in it, seeing the college in such an alien state, but she told herself to ignore those feelings because she was going to succeed at her studies regardless. She was also going to get fu-

"No no no," said Brenda, "Don't think about that."

She looked at the signs hanging around the building and realized that the roof was surprisingly high for a college but then she noticed some of the taller zoomans wandering around and knew why. It was nice to see a rhinoceras man and a grizzly bear girl stand upright with no problem.

Brenda took a corner and went down the hall to a large intersection- plaza-B. The tile floor turned to a rustic brown but it still felt nice on Brenda's cat feet. There were a few others gathered there, and they looked young so Brenda assumed they were students.

Brenda walked up to the kids and waved, "Hi! Are you here waiting for the initiation?"

There was a boy, a coelophysis with a long teeth reptile mouth mounted with a pair of eyeglasses. He had a collared gray t-shirt and a pair of mustard wool trousers. He crossed his arms, "Why else would a bunch of freshmen-looking zoomans be standing around?"

Brenda fought against a scowl, "I don't know... hanging out?"

The boy rolled his eyes, "We're waiting for the initiation to begin. We don't know where we are."

There was a toad girl there wearing a hoody over top a concert t-shirt and a pair of roomy blue track pants. She stuck out her hand eagerly, "Hi! My name is Marle!"

Brenda took the toad's hand and shook, "I'm Brenda!" She looked at the group, "So are you guys all eager to get to learning?"

The grizzly bear of the group, Fenton, towered at maybe eight feet and wearing a plaid shirt over a tank top with brown cargo pants. He had some weight on him, as bears often did, even myumanoid ones. He looked down at Brenda, smirking, "Not really, but if I didn't attend class my 'associate' would have zapped all the brains out of my head." He put his hands on the sides of his skull, "Perhaps literally."

Marle shrugged, "As ready as I'll ever be." She lifted her foot and fanned out her toes, "Kind of weird to be walking around barefoot but," she slapped her foot down and smiled wide, her throat puffing out, "I'm getting used to it!"

The coelophysis boy scoffed, "Barefootedness hardly has anything to do with a good education."

Brenda smiled and stepped closer, the others rearranging themselves to allow her into the circle.

"I can't believe they have a general curriculum," said the dino boy, "I should be in advance classes."

"I don't know," said Brenda, "There's a lot of things in the new world that we all need to learn."

The dino boy gloated at Brenda, "Some of us can pick up the mechanisms of this new world without some kind of grade school education."

Brenda cocked an eyebrow, "Is that supposed to be you?"

Marle slapped the coelaphysis boy's arm, "Dexter, that's enough."

Dexter? thought Brenda, He's my roommate?

Fenton looked around, "Maybe this isn't where we are supposed to be?"

It seemed like zoomans were clearing the halls. Fewer were passing by and it got the quartet of freshmen anxious, feeling out the know and not where they were meant to be. The college got quiet.

Marle looked down the hall to another wing of the college, "We might as well walk around and see what we find."

Marle lead the way with the others following behind, peeking through some of the classroom doors to see if anyone was inside. In the section they were in, all the classrooms looked empty and there was an eerie silence in the air.

On the second floor, or what one might have called the second floor, there was a pocket dimension that only the high-level college faculty were allowed in. To most people, walking down the southeast wing of the second floor would have one pass rooms F-34, F-35, H-12, and H-13. But if you had higher understanding of the universe, one could shift into another dimension.

Orzlac walked through the halls and like usual, it was F-34 and the like on the walls. But then Orzlac shifted into the pocket universe. It looked the same with the white marbled tiles on the floor and the creamy orange wall color, but the signs above each door had changed: all of them now featuring letters and numbers from a writing system not known by any mortal people on Earth.

Orzlac walked to an unlabeled door and opened it up. Inside was a comparatively dark, windowless room with monitors all around. Sitting back in an office chair was Gretchen, a lioness wearing a blue janitor's outfit, her bare clawed feet up on the desk and her lion tail whipping out from the side of the seat. In the corner sitting on the counter was Eponer, a bald eagle man with a similar uniform and eyes that glowed blue and a sparkle of a flame hovering above his forehead. His tailfeathers fanned out behind him.

Gretchen heard the door open and looked behind to see who it was, "Oh hey chief. What's the gig?"

Orzlac walked up to the monitors, and stood attentively- hands behind his back and feet spaced apart on the tiled floor. He spoke, "How are things looking on this lovely day?"

Gretchen took her feet off the table and sat up, straightening herself in her seat, "Things are good. Nothing out of the unusual."

Beside the wall of monitors there was a switchboard set up, its black surface with a very fresh sheen- it was new equipment. The lights above the switches blinked. Some of the switches were up, some were down. Some of the knobs were turned the right side, some the left, others the middle. There was writing- it was labelled- but it was again in an alien print.

"How's this been working?" asked Orzlac.

"It's been fine," said Gretchen, "No complaints."

"Very well," said Orzlac, "because we will likely have to expand the college further with the increased enrollment and we'll likely have to build into non-Euclidean regions to handle all that student body."

"I don't think there have been any problems," said Gretchen. She leaned over and brushed a hand all over the switch board.

"Be careful with that!" said Orzlac.

Gretchen smiled deviously and flicked one switch on and off quickly. Orzlac scowled, "Stop that!" and waved a hand to push the lioness and her chair to the other side of the room, bumping into a set of cabinets. She put her hands on her seat and smiled playfully.

"You shouldn't play with this!" said Orzlac. He looked at the panel and found the switch Gretchen played with. He set it back to 'on' like before.

"Is anything busted?" said Gretchen.

Orzlac leaned down and his eyes narrowed for a moment, then he stood back up, "No. I believe everything is alright."

Brenda and her newfound peers walked the halls, finding themselves in a liminal feeling space. There were less posters and the classrooms were all empty in the wing they found themselves in and Brenda counted her steps and figured that the direction they've walked felt longer than how long she measured the building earlier.

Marle looked over at Dexter, "So Dexter... You come from the pet neighborhood, right? What's with your specie?"

Brenda looked at Dexter's head, his reptillian head with two plates parallel across the top. She said, "What made you a dinosaur?"

Dexter cocked an eyebrow, "I am not just any dinosaur. I am a coelophysis, for your information." He adjusted the cuffs on his shirt, "I was transformed like this. The... 'wizard' that transformed me didn't seem to understand the concept of a pet specie so while my roommate became a dog and-" he eyed Marle and Brenda, "-most of us from the pet neighborhood are things like cats and birds... I am not."

Marle looked at Brenda's tail, "So where did you get that? Pets don't usually have tails."

"Actually" said Dexter, breaking the air with an axe, "it's myumans that have been turned into zoomans that don't have a tail."

The others ignored Dexter's pedantry. Brenda smiled, "I earned it! I always wanted a tail so I did a few favors for some of the wizards around town and eventually got myself a tail!" She took her tail, spotted patterns shining in the ceiling lights, and hugged it.

"Were those favors sexual?" asked Dexter with a sly smile.

"Not all of them!" said Brenda.

Fenton turned his butt to them and showed off his tailless butt. No cotton bear tail housed on his pants, "I don't got a tail either."

Then... something happened.

The friends felt nervously for a moment, their gazes reaching out into the distance. Brenda could have sworn she saw the hallway in front of her stretch out forever, then revert back to normal. Dexter blinked, for a split second it looked like their were a myriad copies of himself and the others crowded in the halls. Marle saw herself, except as a feral toad in a featureless void. Fenton saw the hallways from above, like a labyrinth of halls hanging in an endless realm of endless corridors.

"Ugh!" Fenton put his arms out, feeling like he lost his balance.

"What happened?" asked Marle.

"I don't know," said Brenda, blinking to keep her vision steady.

Dexter took off his glasses for a moment to see if there was something on them, but they were pristine. He put them back on, scrunching his face in discomfort, "This college is built on physics-defying magic. I think that might have something to do with it."

Fenton looked at himself, "Everyone ok?"

The others confirmed their apparent wellness and they looked around. The halls appeared normal, so they walked around some more, traveling from hall SE-alpha to SE-beta. They didn't feel unusual, but something inside them had corrupted and was breaking down.

Marle cleared her throat, "I don't think anything bad happened to us but you can never tell around this place." She waved her arms, "They changed our chromosomes and our DNA!"

"Those are the same thing," said Brenda.

Up ahead was a doorway, two large doors. There wasn't a sign telling them to keep out so they went on through, Marle finding it pretty weird how light the doors were since they were tall enough for a hallway ten feet in height.

Because of the dark brown wall coloring painted over bricks and the navy blue floor tiles, the hallway felt like backrooms, not meant for students. They looked around and saw there weren't any posters like in the main hallway.

There were doors to outside at the end of the hall, but Brenda's eyes caught the staircases, one leading up and the other leading down. She looked up the stairs to hear if there was any chatter above like a gathering of people, but it was as quiet as a mouse.

"Should we go up or down?" asked Fenton, peek his head into the stairwell to peek upwards, then gaze downwards.

"We should go back," said Dexter.

"We should ask for some help," said Marle.

"Is there anyone around?" asked Brenda.

There was no one in the halls, so they turned around and went back through the doors. Marle kept an eye on the stairwell though, looking down into the darkened halls below. It called to her, and her curiosity spiked.

It took the others a few moments before realizing that Marle was halfway down the stairs. Brenda stopped at the doorway, "Marle?"

The three of them walked back to the stairs. Dexter slapped his hands on the railing, "Marle, what are you doing?"

Marle looked up, "I'm checking what's down here."

"We shouldn't be wandering around playing explorer!" Dexter screeched.

"I'm just checking it out," said Marle.

The other three went down the stairs after Marle. No problems until Fenton misjudged how big the steps were compared to his size and slipped on the edge of a stair, causing him to fall against the rail. A little gasp but he caught himself on the rail and gained his balance.

Dexter and Brenda stopped, concerned.

"Oh dear," said Brenda, "Are you ok?"

Fenton shook his head and got on his feet, "Y... yeah. Let's go."

They proceeded down to the floor below. The lights were dim and the color of the walls and floor were even dimmer. The three of them hit the ground and looked down the halls to see where Marle had ran off to, but couldn't see her so they assumed she turned a corner.

"Marle!" called Brenda. Dexter and Fenton followed suit but Marle didn't call back.

They turned the corner to see if Marle had walked down that hall but didn't see her. Dexter walked up to a door with light shining from inside but couldn't Marle in there.

"What's there?" asked Fenton.

"Uhhh..." Dexter pressed his face up to the screen. He saw a bunch of shelves inside with a variety of things on them, including beakers and gardening pots. He recognized a recycling crusher in the corner.

"There's uh..." he couldn't think of the name of the device so he gestured a crushing motion, "one of those break-down machines."

The others gave him a funny look but then heard Marle muttering to herself. They followed the noise back around the corner to see Marle trying to open a door. They got close and tried peeking through the window to see what Marle was getting into but the room was pitch black.

"What's inside?" asked Fenton, ducking his head low to avoid some pipes. The basement wasn't as accessible as the floors above for taller students.

"I don't know," said Marle, "but I want to find out."

"If it's a dark room that's locked," said Brenda, "maybe we shouldn't go in it."

Marle let go of the door and dropped her arms, "I guess you are right."

"Let's get the hell out of here," said Fenton, holding a hand on his head.

Marle looked down the hall to some other doors, "What about the other doors? This is our college now isn't it?" She turned back to her new friends, "We should get to know the layout."

Brenda looked up at the ceiling with the pipes trailing along, "I don't think this is where students are... supposed to..." she tried thinking of the appropriate word, something fancy, but nothing came to mind, "be."

Brenda lead them back, although she misremembered where they came and walked them back to the room with the light where Dexter saw the machine. She looked inside, realized it wasn't the hall with the stairs, and giggled nervously. Fenton pointed them at the hall with the stairs and they followed him up the stairs.

Marle's eyes still wandered a lot. When they got back up to the ground floor, she peeked outside and even thought about walking that way before getting snatched by Dexter and brought back to the group.

They went back to the main building where the tiles and walls were a familiar color. There was some quiet chatter and figures walking around in the distance so it felt like where they were supposed to be, at least more than the basement.

"We better not get kicked out for this!" blurted out Dexter.

"What?" asked Fenton.

"Not being able to find our meeting... place," said Dexter, inconfident in the words he picked.

"Can they do that?" asked Brenda.

"Why wouldn't they?" said Dexter.

They returned back to the plaza in which they met. Nobody was around, nobody waiting for them. Brenda clenched her fists, scowl on her frustrated face. She took out the pamphlet and looked at it. For a second she got lost in the pictures on the front, it was the college alright, but she flipped the paper back and looked at the information boxes again. Plaza-B.

Brenda brushed her hair back and exhaled forcefully.

"We should go back to where we were," said Marle.

"What do you mean?" said Dexter.

Marle pointed down the hall they came, "Back down in the basement, where we met."

"We met here," said Fenton.

Marle put a finger on her toady lips, "Oh... right."

Brenda sighed, "Let's go find a grownup. I mean..." she corrected herself but had trouble finding the proper word, "A... teacher."

The walked, heading back towards where Brenda came in. Dexter's expression was getting vacant and his mouth was hanging open slightly. His eyes were glazing over before he noticed a few students walking up to him. It was a squirrel girl and a collie girl.

Fenton spoke up, "Excuse me."

The girls stopped. The squirrel said, "What?"

"Do you know where the meetup is?" said Fenton.

"Where does it say on your pamphlet?" said the collie.

"Place-B," said Brenda.

"Place-B?" said the squirrel, "Did you mean Plaza-B?"

The words went right over Brenda and the others, like there was no distinction. The girls stared at them for a moment, confused on what wasn't getting through. The collie shifted in her place a bit.

"You should check the faculty office," said the collie. She looked around, "I don't remember where it is but check a map."

Dexter was quiet. He stared at the squirrel's boobs. She had big, round ones that, with her jacket open, jumped out like a pair of lions. They were covered by a shirt but they were great to watch.

"Just go talk to them," said the collie.

The two girls moved on and left the quartet of confused freshmen alone. They looked around, thinking what to do next. Plaza-B... faculty... why were they there again? Oh yes, the initiation.

They wandered the halls, with Fenton watching out for other people to hassle and Marle looking around at everything, curious about a lot around the halls but keeping up with the others, especially since Dexter tugged her hand whenever she fell behind.

"Where's the map?" asked Fenton, plainly.

"I'm not sure," said Brenda. She looked at the walls around the hall but saw only posters and other furnishings. There was no map, and she was wondering what the map was supposed to look like since she expected it to be paper in a glass frame.

Dexter scoffed, "It shouldn't be that hard to find."

"We should have asked her where the map was," said Marle.

"Who?" asked Brenda, absentmindedly.

"That..." Marle thought back to the girls they talked to a minute ago. She could remember their faces but couldn't identified their species, "... that... that... furry girl."

"Which one?" asked Dexter.

"The one with the..." Marle took her hands in front of her face to gesture a big squirrel incisor.

The others stared at Marle but didn't respond. They had no idea who Marle was talking about and they didn't give much thought to the two females that they had just talked to minutes ago.

They found a map hanging on the wall between the regular-sized zoomans and the larger zoomans. Brenda, Marle, and Dexter crowded around it to look it over while Fenton walked off to the side.

They studied it but their understanding of the blueprints in relation to how a real building worked was struggling to keep up. Dexter squinted his eyes and stood up on his tippy-toes to get a closer look.

He started with the 'YOU ARE HERE' icon but couldn't figure out what the other lines and shapes meant.

"Where's the... office?" asked Dexter.

Brenda grew impatient, and shoved Dexter aside.

"You're luh-lucky to have a smart around," said Brenda, pointing out her chest, "like me."

Dexter rolled his eyes.

Brenda looked closely at the map. There was some understanding on what all the contours meant but she was as clueless as Dexter. She couldn't even remember what she was looking for. Her eyes followed the lines but nothing sprang to mind.

"Umm..." the um was prolonged. Brenda pointed at a yellow square on the map, "That's where we go."

Dexter scoffed but looked at the map and couldn't disagree with Brenda's take on things. Marle stepped away from the map and saw Fenton facing the wall, looking at a poster with a dragon lady on the front. He looked like he was shivering but then Marle realized his hand was pumping his waist. Another step forward and Marle saw Fenton's long grizzly dick out in front of him, and the bear boy cranking it casually!

Marle smiled, "Fenton! Are you masturbating?"

The other two took their attention away from the map to look at Fenton, both of them breaking out into giggles when they saw the bear masturbating openly in the hall. He looked over his shoulder at them and smiled.

"What?" asked Fenton.

"Why are...?" Dexter couldn't finish the sentence, either out of disbelief or him not knowing the word.

"Put dick away!" said Brenda.

Fenton looked down, stopped cranking his shaft, and slipped it back into his pants, zipping them back up around his inflated member. A bulge hung on the front of his pants for a moment.

"Which way?" asked Dexter.

Brenda looked down both sides of the hall, and saw one had more light shimmering in through the windows so felt like that one was the better option. She pointed out towards it, "Tha-tuh way!"

While they walked, Marle couldn't help but look over at Fenton's waist, staring at his bulge on the front of his pants, his cock- still somewhat erect. It was a big one and the grizzly couldn't keep it in.

"You have big dickie!" said Marle.

Fenton stared down at her, drool hanging from his mouth, "What?"

"You have big dickie!" she repeated. She turned to Dexter, "Do you big dickie?" She said 'you' and couldn't prevent a string of saliva fall from her face.

Brenda smiled at Dexter, "Big?"

Dexter looked back at them but ignored their request or perhaps not understanding it.

They walked down the halls, their steps getting clumsy and their direction wavering. Dexter had his attention stuck on a trash can for a moment before realizing his pals were getting away for him so he dashed back behind them.

A crossroad. The four of them looked down the other halls, judging which way to go. Brenda, confident, pointed down the hall to their left. "Dat way," she said matter-of-factly.

They went down that hall but a door open to the side tempted Marle. She walked up and slipped inside. The others told her to stop but she went inside the door, ignoring them or maybe not understanding their protests.

"Thaz not de..." Brenda had trouble remembering where they were heading too.

The others followed Marle inside. It was a larger room with a board in the front so it was likely a classroom although it didn't have many desks or seats. The context for such a thing was loosing on the four friends. Fenton walked by a desk and looked at it, thinking what it could be useful for. Maybe it was food?

Marle was in the corner of the room, at a teacher's desk. She picked up a cup of pencils knocking a picture to the ground. She looked at the cup, sniffed at it with her toad nose. She bit into it, but didn't like the taste, dropping it on the floor, saliva hanging from her face.

Fenton walked up to the toad, unable to hold his spit as he talked, "Mar_rrr_. Cummon, we haf to go to the offiz!"

Marle stepped away, "No!"

"Why... wannuh stay here?" the big dummy asked.

Marle didn't respond.

Dexter's gaze got progressively more dull as he walked around the classroom. His eyeglasses didn't do anything for his demeanor. He walked over the door opposite the one they entered. There was a stereo system on a table by the door.

Dexter's curiosity wouldn't rest. He walked up and played with the buttons and knobs. He turned some of the knobs and pushed the buttons with his fingers, wondering why nothing happened when he did. He let himself explore the set, touching every knob he could see.

Maybe he was distracted by the stereo but as he stood there, a wetness appeared on the front of his pants. It burst around the crotch with strands of it going down his pant legs. At the bottom of his pants, liquid trickled out onto the tile floor.

He didn't notice. The dino slapped his hands around the stereo deck while his pants got soaked with warm urine. Some of it dripped off his pants into the puddle. Apparently it was a good time to use the toilet.

Fenton and Marle looked around the room, bumping and pushing over desks and chairs. Brenda went over to see Dexter.

"What find?" asked Dexter.

Dexter turned around, "Muuusic, but don't work!"

Brenda looked at the dino's pant legs, shrouded in wetness, and let out a sharp laugh, "Ha! Didn't make it!"

She turned to the other, "Guyz! Dino didn't make uh-t!"

The others gave her only a split second of a glance, to busy pushing over desks and chairs. Brenda turned back to Dexter and saw he was opening up the door and walking out into the hall again. She followed him and when Fenton and Marle saw Brenda leave the classroom, they followed her.

Brenda followed Dexter down the hall, getting another look at his peed pants and having herself a giggle. She saw a trash can by the water fountain and the large black top looked like a seat.

"I show you!" said Brenda.

With Dexter not even paying attention to her, much preferring to stare at a class of students through a few windows, Brenda took to the trash can. She rubbed the top, positioned herself so that she sat over the hole, and stared into space in front of her.

Wetness poured down the bottom of her legs. Her thighs were soaked instantly and strings of wet went down her forelegs, drizzling out her pant legs to the ground. Drips of urine rained down into the papery garbage.

There was a FLORP, and a PPPT and a GARP and a mound appeared underneath Brenda's seat, hanging low over the garbage. It pushed out as the squelching continued. Brenda sat there with eyes relaxed and a grin on her face, perfectly content to go latrine in her pants and loving the feeling of relief.

She let the log comfortably exit her body, and her peeing finished, so she got up, pee still dripping from her slacks and a mound underneath her tail. She looked at the trash can, the rim wet from her pants. Inside the papers were doused so Brenda believed her mission was a success.

She said to herself, "That how... do it!"

But Dexter was gone. No one was left to be impressed by Brenda's excellent using of the toilet. She walked around the corner and looked up and down the hall to see where Dexter had gone. He was walking down the hall.

Brenda followed Dexter, dripping pee everywhere and a mound of crap swaying behind her. She caught up to Dexter while he was distracted by a water fountain. Its sheen allured him so he walked up and gave the box a slap.

Brenda caught up with him and looked at his body. She gazed at his shoulders and reached out to touch them. They had a sensual roundness that felt pleasurable to cup her cat hands over. Dexter hummed in enjoyment.

Just then, two girls came walking down the hall- a rabbit girl and a taller donkey girl with glasses. They were students and they recognized something was off about the cat and dino by the water fountain.

The rabbit pointed at the cat rubbing her head into the dino's shoulder, the dino standing hunched over the water fountain, enjoying the touch. They were drooling and had gazes miles away.

"Look it that," said the rabbit.

The donkey took a look at their legs and saw they pissed their pants. She broke into a snicker, "Ohmygooood..."

The rabbit turned to her friend, "You know what this means, right?"

"They are so fucking high]!" the donkey squealed, "Weed is legal here!"

The rabbit girl high fived her donkey friend, "This semester is going to kick ass!"

They skipped away before the donkey caught whiff of Brenda's accident. She stopped and shifted over, eyes big at the scent.

"What's up?" asked the rabbit.

"They got a real nice odor about them!" said the donkey, "I think I've found a new mate!"

The rabbit cackled, "You weirdo! Why do you get so horny when somebody pisses themself?"

The donkey turned away from Brenda and Dexter and grabbed the rabbit playfully, "Says the girl who casually pees into her pants when she watches TV!"

The girls laughed with each other, holding each other close, and continued down the hall. Dexter walked off to the stairwell nearby and descended carefully. Brenda followed.

Brenda and Dexter wandered around for a moment, but they found a wide open floor that looked like some storing place for various vacuums- it was pretty empty.

Brenda and Dexter faced each other under the dim ceiling light. They nuzzled each other and held each other close. Brenda's face rubbed into Dexter's and they kiss. Sloppily, moaningly, they kissed. Their chomps were large and their tongues flicked around.

There was a squeal behind Dexter. The squeal exploded into a squelch, and the squelch turned into several squelches. FLORP, PPFT, and FLORPL, an odor exploded from his backside as the back of his pants filling out quickly, a mound taking over his rump. It pushed out a good inch and crawled down the bottoms of his ass.

The smell of Dexter's product carried through the air, back towards the stairwell, up to the ground floor and out into the halls where Fenton and Marle were walking around, idly. The smell got through the crack of the doors and hit Fenton's nose.

It was the smell of a friend, felt the grizzly bear. He walked up to the door and tried pushing it. No avail. He tried again a few times before looking down at the strange shiny hook on the door- the handle. With clumsy hands he pulled the handle and the door opened, allowing more smell to reach the bear and toad.

Marle walked in before the bear and the bear had to navigate going through the doorway while keeping the door open. On the other side, the grizzly carefully let go of the door and turned to the stair well. Fenton ducked down as he slowly made his way down each step.

Marle was on the split level, looking up at Fenton and waiting for him to arrive. Taking the rail, he stepped down the stairs carefully, taking a lot of time to make each step.

When she got to the split-level, Marle took the time to sit down by the steps and relax. Fenton, using Marle as a lead, stopped when Marle sat down. The bear didn't know what to do so he stood in the corner, idly.

Marle sniffed the air and let the stone stairs cool her feet. The sounds of people outside were calming to the toad girl. She felt at peace with the draft coming from the basement blowing on her face.

There was dripping. Fenton, staring into space, had streams of liquid going down his pants. Each leg was quickly soaked by the bear's deluge, and waves of wet rolled over the bear's feet onto the floor where a puddle covered a wide radius. Fenton let his mouth hang open, line of drooling hanging from his lips.

Thunder. No, not actual thunder, but the sound of Fenton's crack opening and the grizzly letting out his load into his underwear. The first push came out squelchily and pushed out the back of his pants like a someone sticking a dozen apples into a shopping bag.

The grizzly had a lot of feces to offload so the loud uproarious horns kept tooting and the pants behind Fenton filled out, a gust of odor hitting the air. The bulge pushed out around Fenton's butt, then started to move down his pant legs.

He finished his bathroom break and stood in his puddle, content. When he took a step forward, the bag of fertilizer he had stashed at his rear bounced with him. There was an audible squish with every step although he was comfortable carrying that load behind him.

Marle continued down the stairs and Fenton went with her.

Brenda was ruining her clothes trying to get out of them. She had torn the vest off, ruining the buttons and Dexter watched as she did the same to her shirt, ripping the front open and shirt tearing. She pulled the thing down her arms and tugged and tugged until the thing slipped off her shoulders. From there, she swung the thing to the ground and got it off, it falling to the floor, dishevelled, much like Dexter's shirt he removed earlier.

Her perky round breasts were out for Dexter to gaze, even if they were still imprisoned by a bra. Dexter approached and felt the top of the cat girl's rack. They were round and firm to the touch. A bulge grew on the dino's pissed pants.

Brenda tugged at the bra too. It didn't take much for it to fall off her chest but even with her lucious tits out for everyone to gawk at, the thing was clipped around her body. She let it fall to her waist.

The cat and dino moved close, Dexter's pudgy belly rubbing up against Brenda's furry mid. Dexter put his face into Brenda's. The cat wasn't expecting it and took two licks to the face before realizing the dino was trying to kiss her so she opened her maw up and the two tugged close to make out like two apes in heat.

The excitement prompted Dexter so smack his crotch into Brenda's, their damp trousers clapping together like seal fins. Brenda liked feeling Dexter's rod poke into her. It was time to take off the pants too.

She reached down and pushed on her pants. No go. She looked down and noticed the belt keeping her pants on. She clawed at the buckle until it opened up and the belt loosened. She could push down her pants but it squeezed around her hips. She fiddled with the belt some more and it loosened some more, she unzipped the pants as well. The pants fell, her tail sliding out of her tail hole and holding in the air. Her legs were wet and the fur on her ass was browned but most of the shit was in her panties below. The bra stayed on her hips like a belt but she teared at it and the snap broke, letting the article out.

Dexter giggled and reached down to feel Brenda's pussy. The fuzz on the sides of her vulva tickled the dino's fingers. He rubbed the netherlips and poked some fingers inside, loving the heat warming his scales.

Brenda couldn't wait a second longer. Licking those lips of her, she reached at Dexter's pants, fiddling with the buckle he she did for hers. The strap loosened and she tugged at his pants until they shook of his hips and fell down.

His dick flipped out with a bounce. It was huge, although Brenda had lost the ability to count and therefore couldn't make an estimate on the amount of inches Dexter's rod claimed. She felt the rod and she purred at the feeling of the hefty cock in her hands.

Dexter's pants fell to the floor, briefs full of dino shit too. He tripped a little bit trying to step out of his pants but regained his balanced by leaning on some metal shelves and pulled his feet out.

Brenda crouched down to hold her pants down while she took out her feet, one foot then another, then she stood up and the cat and dino were standing naked at each other, gazing into each others eyes and drooling.

Brenda got on the floor, her heightened sexual temperature offsetting the cool from the floor. She held her legs out, dangling her feet, tail hanging off her ass. Her pussy there for Dexter to see, and she smiled- horny.

Dexter climbed down to her and took her legs. His huge dick hung in the air, the heat coming off of it tickling the hairs across Brenda's naval. He shifted on his knees and brought his dick to Brenda's puss, sliding it in.

The cat loved having that big rod inside her. It felt like it poked the back of her cave, straining and stretching the bag of flesh within her. The fore of the cock turned against the walls of Brenda's sex and her lips shimmered with delight! The cat purred and drooled, throwing her head back.

Dexter pumped into her, his knees tilting on the concrete below. Maybe it was bad for his body to have his knees planted into a hard floor, but the sexual gratification overwhelmed his discomfort. The cat's legs wrapped around the dino's back, feet meeting again and toes rubbing into the other. He rocked into her while the cat shifted her ass on the ground.

That cock lived in her like a demon reigning in hell. He drilled her flesh caverns and made them sweat. The form of his long cock shifted up and down the walls of Brenda's sex like tectonic plates.

Brenda twisted and pivoted her ass in the floor, wanting to feel every inch of her sexual pleasure, but the dino's cock was too big and too penetretive and she couldn't hold it in.

She meowed loudly, arching her back, and moaned. Her legs flailed. Her loins burned and a climax sizzled inside, her sex weeping out vaginal juices and coating Dexter's dino cock. His skin was sensitive to the deluge of essence and the dino roared and bellowed as his testicles flared up and unleashed its flask into Brenda's canals. The jizz burst into her deepest sanctum where a healthy egg rested.

The two rocked into each other, wagging their limbs like they were knocking the dust off of them. They hollered- Brenda meowing and Dexter bleating. Their cums escaped them then they collapsed, disconnecting. Brenda laid on the floor, Dexter falling back on a cardboard box.

They took a moment to rest then Brenda wanted more. She lifted a leg up, teasing Dexter with her eager vagina. Dexter licked his lips and scuttled over. He nuzzled into Brenda's leg and took a hand to rub the top of her foot. Brenda purred and waved her toes, claws twinkling in the light like stars.

Dexter rubbed his crotch into Brenda's thigh and let it harden. He played with his balls as his cock hardened and grew out, the sides of the shaft running up and down the fur on Brenda's thighs. Dexter rubbed a hand down the inside of Brenda's thigh, the fur still wet from when Brenda urinated on herself.

Dexter took a hand underneath Brenda's ass and lifted it a bit to aim his cock better. The coelophysis slid his cock back into the cat lady's vagina and it felt just as good as last time. Brenda's got a bit sloppy smile on her face- dick had arrived!

The dino thrust into her and Brenda had trouble keeping her legs straight with such overwhelming sensation erupting from her core and sparkling throughout her body. Her leg on the floor shifted along the concrete ground.

Dexter let himself drool, tongue hanging out and eyes dull with pleasure. He grunted with every push into his cat lover. Brenda stretched her arms out like she was embracing a tidal wave. He moaned and meowed harshly.

Dexter took Brenda's leg over his shoulder and licked her knee. Brenda let the dino dangle her leg, feet waving around in the air. Dexter took his free hand and rubbed Brenda's belly.

Her purrs were loud and rumbly and quickly escalated to moans. No, that's what pushed her over the edge. She flailed her elbows and twisted her torso around as her libido snapped and her loins gave up the juices. They flowed from her like lava.

Brenda's purrs set Dexter off. He held Brenda's leg close, scrunched his face, and moaned deeply as he picked up the pace on his cock stabbings. A few more and- yes. His barrier broke and seed swam down his tube and spritzed inside his cat friend. He pumped and filled her with his seed, his balls tingling with the amount of ammo they were giving up.

The two sawed into each other, grunting and making impassioned animal noises. They shot their orgasms at each other, then slowed, then relaxed catching their breath. His knees sore, Dexter moaned as he slid back from Brenda's center, tip of his penis dragging across the floor, painting a line of cum. He shifted on his butt and relaxed in the corner.

Brenda and Dexter's cries of sex echoed through the basement halls.

It took a few more session of Brenda and Dexter's lovemaking for Fenton and Marle to hear the moans and head towards them, the two wandering aimlessly through the basement. Fenton still had a huge bulge wagging behind him to distract anyone from how pissed his pants were. Marle's clothing was totally dry.

Along the way Fenton tapped his head on the pipes above, but the bear and toad found the storage space that Brenda and Dexter had claimed as a mating bed. The two sat against the walls, wetness weeping from their crotches. Fenton saw them in their nakedness and knew what they had done... and wanted to join in.

Fenton ripped and tore at his belt until he got the buckle off, ripping it from the end. He pulled at his zipper and the jeans burst open, collapsing from the weight. A huge underwear full of bear feces smacked on the ground with a loud thud, peed pants at the bear's feet. Bits of the bear's mess dripped from the back of his dirty behind.

Everyone had to take a gaze at Fenton's penis. It hung over his large ballsack like an arm of a construction crane. The thing was reaching for the bear's knees! As Fenton walked out of his pants, the thing swung like a church bell.

Brenda crawled over, tongue out. She leaned in to sniff the giant measure, and smiled... overjoyed. She leaned on her back and spread her legs out, holding her knees with her hands. Fenton looked at the cat's sex and smiled, his giant measure slowly rising to the occasion.

Fenton leaned down and with a big, wide bear tongue, licked Brenda's face. The dumb cat giggled at the lick and her face was smeared just by the mass of it. Fenton's dick hung out in front of him, the heavy cock dangling down over Brenda and slapping her tummy.

Fenton got himself in position and put the thing inside the cat. Too big. Brenda squealed as that thing parted her insides like an ocean, but once Fenton got pumping, all the pain in discomfort became background noise for the sheer joy Brenda got from having the dreadnought push into her sides like a battering ram.

Her ass jiggled on the floor while Fenton drilled her. She took her feet to the floor and stretched up beside her head, eyes dazed with arousal. Fenton grunted and drooled, his deep exhales escaping his nose and blowing into Brenda's hair.

Marle wanted to get into the action. She had spent the minute ripping apart the string to her track pants and finally got them free. Then it was clear to anyone (with a working brain) why Marle's pants remained dry even after losing the ability to care about properly using a toilet: Marle was in a diaper. There was a cartoon of a howling monkey face on the front with the words "WATCH OUT, I'M WILD" around it. The shade of the diaper was drenched in a yellow wetness and there was a bulge around back, signifying that the toad girl happily used the diaper for bathroom purposes, perhaps while still sane.

Dexter saw her struggle getting the diaper off so he came over to help. All it was Dexter and Marle tugging on the object at random directions until the tape loosening and Marle could get her toady ass out of the soiled pad. It collapsed to the ground with a sloppy thud- the toad must have had a big lunch- and Marle's vagina was free, perky and moist.

Dexter giggled, took Marle's shoulder, and humped a semi-hard cock into her side. Marle grunted excitedly with each bump! Dexter's cock slapped into Marle's side and the toad took Dexter's cock, loving the weight of the object in her hand. It was like she was carrying a big sausage she couldn't wait to devour!

Dexter laid down on the floor, dick diamond and pointing up to the ceiling. Marle walked over and positioned herself above it before descending down on her knees and- yep- getting all the cock up in her cooch. Dexter giggled and moaned arousingly.

Marle rocked back and forth and Dexter shifted his ass to dig into the toad. Marle narrowed her eyes and moaned- it felt like the cock was choking her through her vagina with how big it was. Marle's chin inflated and she let out a deep ribbit.

Brenda had been broken with how deep Fenton was getting her. She had her legs up near her head, letting Fenton smack into the bottom of her thighs and turning her vagina into an excavation site with how much of her vagina he was parting.

Brenda couldn't hold it anymore. The urge to cum tingled all over her loins and it rode up and down her body, making her toes curl, her arms twitch, and her eyes darted away from each other. She chewed her lip and meowed into her closed mouth.

Moistness exploded around Fenton's large bear cock. The grizzly sniffed and winced, feeling a cum coming on himself. He clawed the ground and groaned. His testicles boiled and his seed broke loose, firing up his rocket and out into Brenda's space! He roared as his penis burst with his bear cream! He pumped as Brenda's body was invaded by the white spunk. It spurted out between Brenda's vulva and his shaft, getting all over the floor. He arched his back deeply into Brenda as he came and the cat could only lean down on the ground and spread her legs to handle the impact. The bear roared and the surge of jizz coming out of his cock was so loud that once Fenton's roar faded, the others could hear the blast of seed through Brenda's body. The explosion of seed nearly pushed Brenda off his cock!

But no. The cat took the load like a champ. When Fenton unlocked, a deluge of cum leaked out of the cat's cunt like milk boiling over the top of a pot.

Marle leaned forward and back, wanting that dino cock to break right on through her body. The sensation became overwhelming and the toad inflated her chin to ribbit loudly, a ribbit of orgasm! She twisted her body all around and flailed her shoulders as she exploded in her loins, cum screaming from the sides of her sex canal and evacuating onto Dexter's lap, swamping his cock with toady goodness.

Dexter bit his tongue and his eyes went derpy. He moaned and his sex let out an armada of dino fluid, firing up into Marle's quarters and consuming the sacred halls like an apocalyptic flood. The essence flowed from Marle, covering Dexter's lap and ball sack. A few more pumps and Marle pulled herself off of that delightful dino cock.

While the others rested, Marle crawled over to Brenda. Seeing the cat's vagina exposed got the toad curious, so she leaned down and gave it a big lick! It tasted delightful with the added frosting of Fenton's grizzly cum. Brenda twisted her legs and curled her toes, her gaze going vacant with sexual arousal.

Marle shifted up to Brenda and took her legs up. The cat matched her legs so that both had theirs up against each other, their feet touching at the top and their vaginas smacking into each other.

Brenda reached across for Marle and the two took their arms and pulled them together. Then started to thigh-clad humping. Their asses, thighs, legs, and cunts smacked into each other like a set of lips eating salad. Their feet played with each other, Brenda's claws gently stroking Marle's toady feet.

They moaned, Brenda falling into a state of overwhelming pleasure. Every kiss from the toad was electricity of delight riveting all over her body. Marle breathed heavily as the cat's fuzzy cunt hit hers like a boxer striking their punching bag.

Marle's vulva slid up and down Brenda's and the cat couldn't take it anymore. She moaned and gripped the toad girl's arms hard as a burst of cum fired down her tunnel and spurt all over the toad. The toad felt the cum drizzled her loins and that was enough. She ribbited loudly and fanned her legs out as juice erupted from her, spritzing all over their thighs, ass, torsos, and loins. They exploded with cum! Brenda's meows were coarse as sandpaper and Marle's ribbits were as deep as swamps. They rammed their legs into each other until they had cum all they could.

They remained in that position, tugged together and legs up, until they felt their legs going to sleep. They pulled away, a big sticky mess drooping from between them.

Having fixed the hallway space issue, Orzlac roamed that wing of the college to see if everything was alright. Nothing seemed to out of the ordinary, but then he found someone had messed around in a classroom and the garbage can that someone had urinated all over and into. Something was afoot.

He followed noises and smells down into the basement, and heard grunting down one of the halls. He followed it to the storage section walking on cold floor with barefoot fox feet, claws tapping on the concrete.

He turned the corner and saw the four of them on the floor- completely naked. Their clothes, including many pairs of soiled pants, were tossed to the side. Brenda was resting against a cardboard box and Dexter was watching as Marle and Fenton did it doggystyle, that huge grizzly cock DOMINATING Marle's toady vagina.

"What's this?" asked Orzlac.

Orzlac walked up to Brenda. The cat looked backed with unintelligent eyes but Orzlac squinted and looked deep into the cat's gaze to see that the unintelligence was deep. Whatever Brenda was, she was gone. The planar glitch had claimed her mind.

"Oh no..." Orzlac said defeatedly, his heart sinking.

He took a moment to honor Brenda's personhood, bowing his head solemnly, but then her perked up and looked around, "Well... in any case."

Orzlac reached down to his pants and unzipped. Out came his huge cock, already mostly erect at ten inches. Brenda watched curiously as Orzlac stared at her and began cranking it.

The fox stared, biting the tip of his lip as he witnessed the dumb cat's mindless gaze. A completely broken person. A mindless beast. That was the big titted and nice assed cat in front of Orzlac. He could have said anything to her and she would have no idea what it meant.

She drooled, shifted around her seat and staring back at Orzlac. She took her eyes to the cock and licked her lips. It was a nice one, shiny and hard with a dark brown color. Anyone could have wanted it.

Orzlac moaned, pitched his feet up, and his cock fired sperm in Brenda's face. She giggled as her nose was sprinkled with fox jizz. One spurt after another, Brenda got covered in Orzlac's cum. She folded a tongue up the side of her mouth to taste the cream and licked her maw.

A demigod had no refractory period. He had his cum and then his dick was ready for some more. He didn't want to jerk off on Brenda's face though. He stepped forward and let the cock hang in front of the dumb cat.

Brenda stared at the puffy tip. She looked up at Orzlac, then back down at the tip. She gave it a lick, her tongue tickling the bottom of the shroomhead. Orzlac exhaled sensually and took a hand to Brenda's head, scritching her ears.

Brenda kissed the tip and took a hand to rub it into her cheek. She brushed the tip down her lips, the fox's rod rubbing against a few of her teeth, then she opened her mouth wide and docked that big rod into her mouth, settling her lips, tongue, and teeth onto the rocket.

Brenda's eyes narrowed as she got lost in the joy of wagging her tongue on the bottom of her fox lover's johnson and Orzlac's eyes narrowed, getting lost in the sensation. He pressed his feet together, playing with his toes, and his tail twirled and bent with arousal.

Brenda breathed heavily and sucked the dick inward, slobbering all over the shaft and coating it with her thirst. She macked on the member, kissing, licking and rolling the thing in her mouth. Snaps and chaps were audible as she feasted on the fox's big schlong.

"There you go," said Orzlac, "you like that, don't-" he twitched, Brenda slid her tongue across his hole, "... don't you?"

Brenda purred and moaned, digging that cock to the roof of her mouth and wrapped her tongue around it. She rubbed the member through the fingers and closed her eyes.

Brenda took the bottom of Orzlac's sack and the fox's eye twitched. He bit his lip and gave a vulnerable moan. He ejaculated, flowing seed up into Brenda's mouth. The cat felt the cream coat her mouth and moaned pleasantly. She drank it down, letting it plaster her throat.

There was so much to give, too. Orzlac leaned back while his cock fired a wicked load into the cat's hole. One large spurt after another, flooding Brenda's face. Eventually it was too much and the stuff seeped through Brenda's lips, hanging off of her mouth.

Orzlac finished his cum and hung his dick in the cat's maw for a moment, catching his breath. Once he was done, he gently removed his penis from Brenda's lips and let the cat rest, cum dripping from her mouth and breathing heavily.

Orzlac looked behind himself and felt his butt, "Did I defecate myself? Guess not."

He turned to Brenda, the cat still smiling- covered in jizz. Orzlac sighed, "Guess you have a use here after all."

He looked around at the crime scene- the storage room where the others had taken a rest near their soiled clothes. He had his work to do.

Seeds walked through the halls of the college, feeling out of place on such a busy day. It had been a few nights since the initiation. There were students all around and Seeds got looks like the young cats, dogs, lizards, and the like were expecting him to be a teacher with his old wise man vibe.

Seeds found a map and it took a minute for him to find his way to the 'zoo' where he had heard was Brenda's new dorm. He found the room on the map, remembered the directions, and then took off, marching briskly on bird feet on tile floor.

The college was a place of many kinds. There were some ferals like the horse girl, four hooves on the ground but still wearing stylish gothic attire. There were some taller species like the elephant girl chomping down on a huge sandwich. There were also those that forgo clothing like the chubby badger girl that happily let her tits and pussy out in the open, pubic fur crowning that sex like a lion's mane. The badger walked with her clothed friends like nothing was weird.

Seeds passed by Fenton, the dumb grizzly boy standing vacantly by some other students, his bear-sized diaper having a huge sagging bulge behind him. Someone needed a change! A possum girl giggled nervously as she took a hand to the front of his diaper and felt the massive package he had inside there! He might have lacked potty training, but he had a man's cock.

Seeds saw the 'ZOO' sign above a door at the end of the hall. There wasn't anyone at reception so Seeds walked through the glass door into the lobby. It was a large white walled and floor area- contrast to the large nature area through the large entrance. It was a reserve where naked animals ran around.

The bird man walked out onto the lush soil and looked around the room. Naked zoomans everywhere, making primal grunts and animal noises. This is where they kept the dumbed down students.

Seeds found Orzlac by a stream where he watched over Brenda. The cat girl was in the midst of getting rammed. A doberman male, Todd, had her occupied with his long dick up his ass. The two were on the ground, doggystyle. Todd thrust into her like a train axle.

Seeds was anxious as he approached. She looked very dumb but so would anyone in the midst of having hot animal sex. Was she truly dumbed down? Forever? He dreaded having those facts confirmed for him.

The doberman finished, dislodged, and stood up to let his large dick hang out.

He smiled at Seeds, "You next? She's a good lay."

Seeds couldn't say anything. Todd found his pants and put them back on, walking out of the nature zone with a smile.

Orzlac sighed, "Unfortunately, she's stuck like this."

Seeds gasped, "You can't be serious! She's like a daughter to me!"

"Is that so?" said Orzlac, "Then I guess I should tell you. That dino kid that got dumbed down with her had his way with her a few times and... you're going to be a grandfather."

"Pregnant?" Seeds' eyes were spirals.

"It was inevitable," said Orzlac, "she's not the kind of person to care about birth control and that dino kid really knows how to make her meow. Why the other-"

Orzlac's monologue was interrupted with the sound of hissing. He looked over to see Seeds staring into space while streams of wetness went down his pants. It soaked the things and a puddle formed at Seeds' feet.

"Uh..." said Orzlac, "You ok?"

Seeds blushed as a crackle came out behind him. The crackles turned into florps and squelching, loudly trumpeting out behind him. They could hear the feces squish in his underwear and the bird's pants sagged outward.

Orzlac put a hand on Seeds' should, "There, there."

Seeds stood there, paralyzed in terror. His pants dripped and the smell of feces took to the air. He frowned and whimpered to himself at the revelation. Not only was his favorite pet gone, she was also expecting child!

Seeds looked down at the cat, "What do we do now?"

Orzlac shrugged, "I don't know. The kid was right, though. She's a good lay."

Brenda looked at Seeds with a dumb gaze and the bird got some nasty thoughts. She was naked and so ready for a good shtupping. He let his cock get hard in his peed pants.

He took of his shirt and let out his fat bird belly. He unbuckled his belt like lightning and unzipped his drawers, dropping the soggy mess to his feet. He stepped out of the bundle, "Brenda..."

Brenda giggled at Seeds and that set the bird off. He jumped on her and pushed Brenda to the ground. He jammed into her and began thrusting.

"_Breeendaaa!{/i]" he screamed.

Brenda smiled while she jiggled, mindlessly lost in the joy of receiving good and big cock._