{"sf1_id":203432,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The darkest truth","author":"Blackraven2","words":18737,"posted_at":"2010-12-17T13:36:00.000Z","tags":["Acid","Blood","Canine","Cub","Death","Demon","Feline","Fox","Freezing","Gore","Hardcore","Incest","M/F","M/M","Magic","Masochism","Mutilation","Necrophilia","Other","Philosophy","Pr0n","Raven","Sadomasochism","Shooting","Snuff","Tiger","Tigress","Underage","Vixen","Vore (hard)","Watersports","Wolf","asphyxiation","burning","chainsaw","dissolving","exploding","guro","gutting","hardvore","immolation","penectonomy","sadism","snuffie","vore"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/203432-the-darkest-truth","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/203432","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=203432\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"Desc (from FA - SF doesn't know this feature):\n\n![\"thumbnail\"](%5C)  \nIsn't this a cool warning thumbnail I made?  \n  \n(Considering my artistic talent is usually near nil, I think I can feel almost  \nproud about that)  \n  \nAh yes. by the way:  \n  \nThis story contains cub incest, among other things. See the keywords (I hope I  \nhaven't forgotten anything important, but I ran outa space anyway)  \n  \nBecause \"The Darkest Truth\" might be a truth about you.  \n  \nNow go, read it already, you know you want to :)  \n  \n(Is it even save to have all these keywords together on one submission?):\n\nContent:  \n  \n  \n  \nThe Darkest Truth.  \n  \n----  \n  \n----  \n  \nA word of !!!WARNING!!!  \n  \nPlease read the description and keywords below.  \n  \nDo so before reading.  \n  \n----  \n  \n----  \n  \nYou have been warned...  \n  \n----  \n  \n----  \n  \n----  \n  \nIt was a warm summer morning. Feral birds twittered around a couple of lonely  \ntrees and bushes at the side of the highway, where car after car went through  \nin an endless column. Dust and noise was competing with the sounds of machines  \nfrom a nearby construction site.  \n  \n\"New Aronlink Shopping Center! Coming soon! Shop, dine recreate and live on  \nfive floors and over 300k square feet of business space. Dial 0900-Aronlink-7  \nfor enquiries about rent and conditions.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp; That was said on the giant advertising sign facing the highway. More  \nconstruction went on at a newly built on and off ramp.  \n  \nBehind it were half a dozen more trees that hadn't succumbed to the bulldozers  \nand concrete yet. It was all that was left of a considerable grove that had  \nbeen there twenty years before. Between it the light seemed dimmer, no birds  \nor animals were audible. A presence of darkness and fear lingered. But the  \noccasional spotter wouldn't have been able to see the source. And only one  \nskilled in the art and receptive to the spirit world could have listened to  \nthe mournful communication between two invisible beings.  \n  \n\"... That explains ... Why nobody attempted to summon us this time around.\" a  \nfemale sounding ethereal voice spoke.  \n  \n\"I'd have really looked forward to the sacrifice. I have tried to call them.  \nNobody answered. Maybe the tribe is no more!\" a very similar male voice  \nanswered.  \n  \n\"I figure so. They would have waged war on anyone destroying their ... Our  \n'sacred grove' ... It's a shame. I liked this place. And now look at this.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sounds of a saw cutting and grinding through metal shrilled over from the  \nconstruction site and made the flock of birds rise from the bushes at the  \nhighway. They flew away.  \n  \n\"They seem to build some sort of new temple. But I don't get this new religion  \nof them. They seem to worship naught but their own greed.\" Shiakci wondered.  \n  \nShiakea didn't respond for a while, then she said \"I am sad and angry. We have  \nto punish them.\"  \n  \n\"Yes my sister. They need to be taught some respect. Let's vent our anger. Who  \nshall it be?\"  \n  \nCasually Shiakea shifted her presence towards the workers on the construction  \nsite. One after another shivered and sweated without knowing the cause, as  \nShiakea probed their beings for identity and motive. Eventually she found a  \npattern, searched higher up, from the workers to the supervisors, from the  \nsupervisors to the managers trailer. Finally a hippo morph in a blue suit  \ncollapsed on his desk, panting heavily. His fingers were cramped white around  \nhis laptop and sweat on his temples.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Mr Orgon, are you OK?\" his secretary, a sleek deer morph asked worriedly.  \n  \nHe took a while, catching his breath.  \n  \n\"Yes ... I think I'm alright. It's nothing, just a bit dizzy. Can you bring me  \nanother coffee?\"  \n  \n\"Of course Sir. Are you sure you're alright?\"  \n  \nThe corpulent manager wiped his head with his sleeve, his breath calming. He  \nhad no idea what had seized him. He felt like after a torture, as if he had  \nbeen interrogated not only about his live but also his motives, his secret  \nwishes, anything. Yet he knew he hadn't left his desk, aside from a weird  \nchill he felt normal. He nodded, then gladly accepted the hot cup.  \n  \nShiakea returned to her sibling.  \n  \n\"They are all clueless. They build it because it's their job to do building.  \nThey don't know why. Their chief competed with others to get a contract, so  \nthey all earn a living. Everything they do, eat or want, they need to pay for.  \nEverything is considered belonging to someone, some of them. Even this  \nground.\"  \n  \n\"So they do slavery again, too?\" Shiakci asked.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Sort of. These workers, they are all free to go. But they are afraid to get  \nsend away. They have no way to feed their families if they don't work for  \nsomeone. It's not the sort of slaves we know. I wonder though, why don't they  \ngo elsewhere, where they can live on their own from the forest and the  \nrivers?\"  \n  \nShiakci thought a bit.  \n  \n\"Maybe there is no such thing anymore. Maybe the entire world is now split  \namong them into tiny parcels and belongings. They did that before. Maybe  \nthere's no free forest left?\"  \n  \nShiakea sobbed at the thought of the wild and vast forest being all gone,  \nreplaced by roads, shopping centers and construction sites. Her sadness  \nflooded through the remains of the grove, and even the rats fled from it and  \nraced over the open ground of the construction site.  \n  \nEventually her sadness flooded away, was replaced by anger, then by  \ndetermination. Together with her brother, her presence left the place, a place  \nthat once had been a place of worship. Once the native fox tribe had  \nworshipped them as deities. But the tribe was gone, the holy grove was gone.  \nThe two ancient spirits had returned to a world that had changed entirely.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; ----  \n  \nA lion morph was driving the family van. Next to him was a proud vixen,  \ncontemplating the weekly shopping trip.  \n  \n\"We didn't get bleach again. I need bleach to get the stains out of the  \ncarpet, if they stay longer they won't get out anymore.\"  \n  \n\"I can't help it. That place is just badly stocked and expensive, but I can't  \ndrive all the way to the city every week just for a bottle of something. Maybe  \nwe can ask the neighbors later, maybe they have some spare.\" The lion  \nanswered.  \n  \n\"The Mc Veils? They might. But then I'll have to listen to that annoying  \nwoman tell me how bad her son behaves in college for two hours non stop  \nagain.\"  \n  \nThe lion winced at the thought. \"Ooh, yeah, I forgot about that. Hmm maybe  \nit's better to leave the stain then. I could drive by the hardware store when  \nI come home from work tomorrow, but I don't know whether they have one that  \ndoesn't dissolve the entire carpet away.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, that'd be nice, when would you be home then? ...\"  \n  \nOn the back seat a little vixen yawned. She had been looking at the cars  \npassing outside. It was early afternoon in summer. And while she was glad  \ngetting a lift home with her parents (or rather her mother and her stepfather,  \nas she obviously was pure bred fox) she felt bored. Her brother sat on the  \nother side of the bench, their school bags between them. He played some  \nviolent game on a hand held game console, constantly beeping, playing music  \njingles and making other sound effects that took his entire attention.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Melanie eventually turned towards her brother. \"I'm bored. Can I have the  \npowersphere now?\"  \n  \nNo reaction.  \n  \n\"Hey Marik. I'm talking to you!\" she gently pushed his shoulder.  \n  \n\"What?\" he answered annoyed at the disturbance.  \n  \n\"You had it the entire time, I want to play some, too.\" Melanie insisted.  \n  \n\"I just made it to 5th level. You can have it when I'm game over.\"  \n  \n\"You just were game over, I heard it.\"  \n  \n\"I had a continue left. It's not really game over when there are still  \ncontinues.\"  \n  \nMelanie was about to reach for the powersphere, when her mother intervened: \"I  \ntold you not to fight in the back of the car. Give me that!\" She grabbed the  \ncomputer from Marik's hands.  \n  \n\"Hey!\" he protested, but the vixen mercilessly turned the device of and put it  \nin front of her on the dashboard.  \n  \n\"Ma please, we weren't fighting...\" Melanie tried to intervene, but without  \nsuccess.  \n  \n\"The noise is going on my nerves. You two can have it back when we are home.  \nNow behave yourselves, it's not far!\"  \n  \n\"This is your fault!\" Marik glared at his sister angrily. \"Why do you always  \nhave to act so childish.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Melanie didn't get to respond when their stepfather turned around. \"Silence  \nnow. I have to keep concentrated on the road. Or do you want us to have an  \naccident?\"  \n  \nSatisfied with having the issue settled, the parents turned back to their  \ndiscussion about food. None of them noticed that the children had suddenly  \nturned very pale and very silent.  \n  \nIn Melanie's mind however it was quite loud.  \n  \n\"Who are you? What are you doing to me?\" the frightened girl asked the dark  \npresence that had suddenly invaded and taken control of her body from her,  \nfacing her like in a dream. A forced dream. A nightmare in broad daylight.  \n  \nThe woman remotely looked like a fox, too, but at the same time had markings  \nvery uncommon and alien. She looked young and at the same time very ancient.  \n  \n\"You are aware of me. That's quite surprising. You can call me Shiakea.\" The  \nwoman smiled weirdly. Somehow Melanie had the impression she was attempting to  \nbe nice to her, but really was very angry at someone or something.  \n  \n\"Please, leave me alone. Go away!\" Melanie demanded.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The demon vixen looked at Melanie's dream self sadly. \"I'm sorry, but that's  \nnot going to happen. I hoped we could be friends?\"  \n  \n\"I don't wanna be friends with you. You are scary!\"  \n  \n\"Well, it's just an offer, it still stands.\" the spirit answered.  \n  \nThen Melanie abruptly woke up, finding herself back in the car, slightly trembling.  \n  \nQuickly she looked over at her brother and at the rear mirror. Her parents  \nhadn't noticed anything, but her brother seemed as pale and disoriented as she  \nwas.  \n  \n----  \n  \nFinally at home they went to their rooms without many words. Their parents  \nblamed it on the fight they had and stayed clueless, but soon after they were  \nleft alone, Marik went to his sisters room, knocking on the door. He was  \nholding the game computer his father had returned to him in his hand.  \n  \n\"Yeah, come in.\" Melanie told him.  \n  \nMarik closed the door after stepping in.  \n  \n\"Dad returned the computer to me, I thought you wanted to play.\"  \n  \nShe nodded, he placed it on the desk. Then he stood there for a while, wanting  \nto ask something and not knowing whether he dared revealing his embarrassing  \nexperience. Finally his sister spoke first.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"She came to you too? Earlier in the car?\"  \n  \n\"She? ... No. It was a fox. He said we should call him 'Shiak-shi' or  \nsomething like that. I never had such a weird dream before. I... Remember  \neverything. I wanted to ask whether you saw that too.\" he looked to the  \nground, embarrassed even to have revealed that to her.  \n  \n\"There was a scary vixen, Shiakea. She said we could be friends, but she  \nwouldn't go away.\"  \n  \nThe next moment a jolt run through the children, like a sudden electric shock.  \nTheir face expression changed slightly. Melanie screamed, but only in her  \nmind, her body didn't respond to her anymore.  \n  \n\"I'm sorry, we need to borrow your bodies for a while.\" Melanie's body spoke,  \nwith a chuckle, but she knew it was really Shiakea speaking. Marik realized  \nthat when Shiakci answered through his mouth.  \n  \n\"Aaah. I haven't done that in such a long time. They are so young.\"  \n  \n\"Isn't it exciting?\" Shiakea answered, placing a smile on Melanie's snout that  \nexposed her sharp little teeth. \"Almost like in the old days.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I wonder whether they are fertile yet, what do you think?\" Shiakci said,  \nplacing Marik's hand between his legs in an unbeseeming gesture.  \n  \nMarik blushed in his mind, as he felt his own hand pushing against his  \ngenital, felt the weird tingling he felt there since a couple of months. He  \nhadn't told anyone of this, how did these - demons - know of it?  \n  \nMelanie watched it, and blushed invisibly, too. She didn't exactly know what  \nthe other meant, but she did have an idea what this was about.  \n  \nSex in their society was something forbidden, only for the adults and  \napparently very bad. Whenever the topic had come up in class it was combined  \nwith threats and lawsuits and people getting sent away. Once a classmate had  \nkissed a girl from another class during recess, and was almost expelled for  \nit. She had talked to the other girl to ask what the big deal was, but the  \nyoung gazelle had no clue what the fuzz was either. Yet apparently her parents  \nhad given her a long lecture and threatened to sue the school and the parents  \nof the poor boy or something.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Of course the biology book explained all about period and fertility and having  \ncubs. But that was something else than herself laying in bed, rubbing herself  \nagainst the bedsheets, until they got wet while she was having pleasant  \nexciting dreams.  \n  \nOnly now there was this spirit vixen that seemed to read her mind as soon as  \nshe was remembering this. Melanie felt very ashamed as Shiakea suddenly  \nsmiled.  \n  \n\"Oh yes, I think they are just ready. But completely unexperienced.\"  \n  \nShiakci spoke next, changing the topic, apparently addressing Melanie and  \nher brother, as he spoke with Marik's voice.  \n  \n\"We need you two. So I'm sorry if this is very scary at first, but there are  \nthings we want to do that we need bodies.\"  \n  \n\"We don't have bodies of our own, we need to borrow yours. But we don't want  \nto be your enemies, I want us to be friends.\" Shiakea made Melanie speak.  \n  \nThen the two foxes were suddenly back in control of themselves. Marik jerked  \nhis hand up and closer to his face, flexing his fingers, then looked at his  \nsister, ashamed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Melanie was close to tears and made a step towards her brother, hugging him,  \nslightly sobbing. \"Marik, I don't want her to take my body. This is scary!\"  \n  \nMarik didn't know what to say. Yes it was scary not to be in control of  \nhimself, but then again it wasn't that bad either. Weirdly he felt the  \nreaction Shiakci had started in his pants continue, his penis responding  \nthrobbingly as his sister hugged him. He felt embarrassed, but at the same  \ntime very excited. Worriedly he looked at her face. Had she noticed anything?  \nIf she had she didn't show. He thought a bit about what the demon's had said.  \n  \n\"Shiakci, Shiakea! I don't want to be trapped in my own body. How long do you  \nneed our bodies?\" Marik asked loud.  \n  \nMelanie looked at him, worried whether the demons would answer through her.  \nBut they didn't. Instead she just herd Shiakea's voice in her mind.  \n  \n\"Don't worry Melanie. I won't take your body away from you, we are just  \nborrowing it for short times. Most things we need done maybe even you can do  \nfor us. Then we wouldn't have to do this again at all, if you don't want it.  \nAre you going to help us?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yes! Yes! We are going to help, just don't take our bodies please.\" Melanie  \nyelled, close to tears.  \n  \nMarik looked at her worriedly, wondering whether their parents might have  \nheard her, and what they would think. But then he remembered having heard the  \ncar drive away earlier and smiled. He had heard Shiakea's answer too, though  \nas if it was far away. It was weird to hear voices just in his head, he  \nthought. If he ever told anyone, or what the spirit foxes had done to them,  \nthey'd probably send him to an asylum as crazy - or something.  \n  \nShiakea was speaking again, though only in their minds.  \n  \n\"I promise you. If you help us, I'll always ask for your permission when I take  \nyour body and I'll give it back when you demand.\"  \n  \nMelanie agreed now, nodding, tears on her eyes. Somehow glad the scary demons  \nwere so considerate when they obviously could just force their way if they  \nwanted.  \n  \nMarik approached her and hugged her, to comfort his sister, but also because  \nhe wanted this weird warm feeling back. The feeling that spread excitingly  \nfrom his crotch when he did so. He blushed blood red, when he became aware of  \nthe demon still present in his mind, aware of his feelings.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Does your sister know how you feel there?\" he heard his voice in his head.  \n  \n\"You might want to tell her, it's rude not to.\" Shiakci continued, chuckling.  \n  \n\"Melanie,\" he started, stumbling. \"I... I don't know... He wants me to tell  \nyou...\"  \n  \nMelanie had calmed down, and finally noticed the weird throbbing in her  \nbrothers pants. Remembering what happened just minutes ago, she made the  \nconnections.  \n  \n\"You mean regarding that?\" She pointed at his crotch, which deepened his  \nembarrassment further. Marik turned half way away, so she couldn't see his  \nbulge.  \n  \n\"I do that too.\" she said.  \n  \n\"Really??\" he asked unbelieving. \"But you don't have a. ...\"  \n  \n\"Penis? No. I don't. But if I rub myself it feels good too. I think they know  \nabout that.\"  \n  \n\"Wow! So you had sex before?\" Marik asked, his question now openly directed  \nnot at Melanie, but at the two spirits.  \n  \nThe answer came clear in their heads. Shiakea's giggle easily  \ndistinguishable from Shiakci's open laughter. It seemed to embarrass the  \ncubs even more, until Shiakea spoke.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"We are both thousands of years old. Of course we had, in a thousand worlds in  \na thousand ways. Don't you want to learn about it? You are obviously old  \nenough.\"  \n  \nShiakci was finally done laughing. \"Trust her, she's good at that.\"  \n  \nMarik didn't fully understand what the demon meant. Instead Shiakea told  \nMelanie: \"Go, hug him again. Tell him what you feel.\"  \n  \nMarik at first turned away blushing, but then let it happen. It felt good  \nenough, his sisters head resting on his shoulder. He felt the bulge in his  \npants throb, pressing gently against Melanie's crotch. Her breath was getting  \nfaster as he grabbed her fur on her back and pushed gently.  \n  \n\"I can feel you pulsing down there. It feels, ... A bit ticklish, but also  \nwarm, exciting.\"  \n  \n\"Have you seen his penis before?\" Shiakea asked in her mind. They both watched  \nMelanie's memory of her sneaking in the bathroom, watching him pee. And of  \ncourse when they were smaller children, bathing together.  \n  \n\"So you haven't seen it erect before. Take his pants off!\"  \n  \n\"What?\" Melanie said loud.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marik let go of her. \"What's wrong?\"  \n  \n\"She wants me to take your pants off.\"  \n  \n\"No, please...\" Marik started, embarrassed, interrupted by Shiakci  \nthough.  \n  \n\"Let her do it, she needs to see.\"  \n  \nMarik hesitated for a second, but then gave up.  \n  \nMelanie fumbled a bit with his button, the tension in his pants making it  \ndifficult to take them of. His member was erect, red and pulsing, sticking  \ncuriously out of his shaft and his undies. Melanie took a step back, watching  \nthe throbbing thing. \"Does it hurt?\"  \n  \nMarik stepped out of his pants, shaking his head. \"No, it feels good.\"  \n  \n\"Touch it.\" Shiakea suggested to Melanie. \"Find out how it feels.\"  \n  \nMelanie hesitated a bit, waiting for Marik's approval. He nodded, bashing, she  \ngently took the tip between her furred paws. It was warm and smooth, a bit  \nsticky from moisture.  \n  \nMarik gasped, taking a step back, grabbing himself with his own hand, starting  \nto stroke.  \n  \n\"That... Felt ...Nice!\" he told her.  \n  \n\"Why don't you ask him whether he wants to see your's\" Shiakea demanded from  \nMelanie.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen nodded, then did as suggested.  \n  \n\"Whoa. I never dared to ask you that. You really gonna show me?\" Marik asked  \neagerly.  \n  \nMelanie nodded blushing. In her mind she saw Shiakea smile, while she  \nunbuttoned her pants, then lowered them. It didn't reveal much but her  \npanties, which had an obvious wet spot at the bottom.  \n  \n\"Did you wet yourself?\" Marik asked, looking at the spot. He knew she didn't.  \nHis sensitive fox nose would have told him so, instead he smelled another,  \nsweet smell.  \n  \nMelanie looked down on herself. \"No, silly. I... It does that when I feel  \ngood.\"  \n  \nShiakea confirmed that in an attempt to take away the awkwardness. \"We girls  \nget moist when we get excited. Much like you boys grow long and hard.\"  \n  \nMelanie's undies stuck a bit to her fur when she slid them down. Marik noticed  \nthe hilarious pattern of yellow flowers on pink ground. Why were girls undies  \nalways so childish colors?  \n  \nComing loose Melanie grimaced. She was all of a sudden so sensitive there.  \nMarik smelled the sweet wave of smell the young vixen emitted, looked at the  \nglistening moist and slightly swollen lips Melanie had there. Marik felt the  \nsudden feral urge to go closer, sniff it, lick it, but he didn't dare to do  \nthat.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; In his mind Shiakci snickered, making him feel embarrassed again. Why did this  \nhave to be so awkward, he asked himself.  \n  \nThat was when Shiakea intervened. \"Let me show you something. A little magic.\"  \n  \nShe spoke something, in an alien and weird language. The world around them went  \ndark. The room, desk, their clothing, was gone. But instead next to the two  \nnaked foxes stood the two larger figures. The two spirits had made sure they  \ndidn't appear much bigger than the cub's, to not appear too frightening this  \ntime.  \n  \n\"Where are we?\" Melanie asked.  \n  \n\"This place has many names. Spirit world, dream world, a place that is no  \nplace in a time out of time. It's where spirits like us and mortals like you  \ncan always meet if you know how to get here. It's a place of magic and  \nwonders. You can do anything here. Should we show you something?  \n  \nThe young ones nodded, uncertain.  \n  \nShiakci approached Marik. \"Now pay attention carefully.\"  \n  \nMarik watched suspiciously as Shiakci reached his paw to Marik's crotch and  \ntook his balls into his hand. The next moment Shiakci pulled slightly, and to  \nMarik's surprise, held his ball sack and penis in his hands, detached, but  \nstill throbbing and erect. Marik still felt it, felt Shiakci's touch on it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hey! What are you doing?\"  \n  \nDon't worry, you get it back at the end of the dream, just let me show you how  \nto use it.  \n  \nMelanie watched the demon fox lower Marik's appendage between his own legs,  \nsticking it gently into his crotch. She suddenly couldn't tell anymore whether  \nthe demon had had something there before or not. But now Marik's throbbing red  \nmember curiously looked up from there. While Marik himself had just - nothing  \nthere. No hole, just fur like if he was a plush puppy. She wondered how he'd  \npee now. But her thoughts were interrupted by Shiakea.  \n  \n\"May I please, dear Melanie?\"  \n  \nMelanie was too surprised to stop Shiakea, as the demon vixen reached for her  \nchest, and took the slightly bulging breasts that she had just started to  \ndevelop, from her. She felt Shiakea's gentle touch on her sensitive skin, and  \nas with Marik, was left behind with flat and featureless fur. Melanie touched  \nher own breast. She felt the touch but it lacked the exciting extra  \nsensitivity she had recently developed there.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Much more she felt as Shiakea attached her breasts to her own chest. She could  \nhave sworn that Shiakea had been equipped there before, but at the same time  \ncouldn't say for sure. Now the demoness had Melanie's barely noticeable  \nbulges, tiny red nipples stood out curiously. Melanie hadn't realized they had  \nstarted to look like that. Curiously she reached out to touch her own breast  \non Shiakea's chest. The demon vixen let it happen smiling. It were really  \nstill hers, she felt the touch of her finger as if it were on her own.  \n  \nBut Shiakea wasn't done. With a smile on her lips, she reached down between  \nMelanie's legs. Marik felt his member throb harder as he watched, even though  \nhis equipment was currently dislocated. He saw Melanie's reaction to the  \ngentle touch. Saw the demoness sleek finger embed itself a bit right between  \nMelanie's nether lips.  \n  \nThen Shiakea just took what Melanie had away, there too only ordinary  \nfurred skin was left behind.  \n  \nA moment later, Melanie's virginhood glistened moist from Shiakea's crotch. At  \nthe same time the two demons had changed in appearance, now looking very much  \nalike Melanie and Marik, no bigger or older. Only there face's betrayed them  \nas beings of old.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Watch closely, little ones, this is how you use these.\" Shiakci told them,  \nand to Marik's surprise, knelt down and reached for Shiakea's hips.  \n  \nHe could smell the smell of Melanie's wetness strongly as the demon,  \napproached it with his snout, then gently, carefully started to lick it. The  \nvery thing Marik had secretly wanted to do. He instinctively reached for his  \ncrotch, but there was nothing there, only warm fur and the sense of something  \nmissing. His member bulged tight from internal pressure but uncared for  \nbetween Shiakci's legs. It was near torture.  \n  \nMelanie however gasped as she felt Shiakci's touch on her nethers, soon later  \nblissfully moaned and shuddered. She too tried to touch herself there, but she  \ntoo didn't have anything there that could be touched. Lucky for her Shiakea  \ndid it for her, reaching for Melanie's breast and caressing it.  \n  \nMelanie stood there for a second, then, seeing Marik's pleading looks,  \napproached him and took him in his arms while panting heavily.  \n  \n\"That's the spirit\" Shiakci yelled out cheering.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Now let's turn this around, shall we?\"  \n  \nShiakea nodded, smiling, kneeling down as well, while Shiakci bent backwards,  \nthe look of anticipation on his face.  \n  \nMarik tensed, as he felt the touch of her furry paws on his meanwhile rock  \nhard little thing. A second later Shiakea gave it a gentle kiss with her  \nsnout, then started playing her rough vixen tongue around his tip.  \n  \nMarik shuddered and moaned, nearly screamed, hugging Melanie desperately. His  \nhips pressed into hers. It didn't feel like anything, but they still both  \nembraced the touch. It gave an illusion of control back to them.  \n  \n\"Please, give it back...\" Melanie started, but Shiakea hushed her.  \n  \n\"Little one, there is one more thing we want to show you.\"  \n  \nEagerly Shiakci approached Shiakea closer, took his demon sister in his arms.  \nShiakea leant backwards, placing herself on the floor. For a second Melanie  \nfelt a cold shiver on her bottom. And then Shiakci crawled on top of her.  \n  \nMelanie and Marik slid to the ground as well, still embracing each other. He  \nfelt his tip touch Melanie's wetness ever so gently, felt Melanie's respond in  \na slight tensing and a big look in her eyes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I think we should leave the rest to them\" Shiakea suddenly told Shiakci  \nsternly. \"We can enjoy it with them, while they find their own pleasure.\"  \n  \nA second later they were gone. Melanie Marik blinked for a second, adjusting  \nto the sudden light. Then he realized that the tingling feeling remained, his  \nmember, urging for release, gently touching Melanie's softness. Everything  \nback where it belonged aside from the fact that he was half laying on top of  \nher.  \n  \nMelanie gasped, realizing their situation. On one side she felt angry that the  \ndemons had tricked them again, obviously using her body. But on the other side  \nher feelings were real. She urged for more, the exciting tingling to continue.  \n  \nMarik had retreated back, but then again he wanted more too, so he pushed his  \nhip unto Melanie's, feeling his tip slide over the slick folds of Melanie's  \nnethers. Melanie gasped audibly. Again Marik retreated, looking at her.  \n  \n\"No... Don't stop, please.\" she said, her chest heaving, bringing her small  \nerect nipples to his attention. Marik didn't know why that turned him on that  \nmuch. He had never looked at his sisters breasts like that. They were nothing  \nlike the thick mammaries in the porn commercials on late night TV.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Shiakea and Shiakci enjoyed the fox couples feelings now without intervening.  \nThey, too were urging for more, urging for release, but the delay the young  \nfoxes enforced with their inexperience was a turn on on its own.  \n  \n\"Shall I ... stick it in?\" Marik asked his sister, shyly?  \n  \nMelanie shuddered, as she felt him press against her moist folds again.  \nSomehow it felt like the right thing. But then again they did have sex  \neducation, she was worried about the dangers. Shiakea noticed her conflict.  \n  \n\"Don't worry, you are a fox. Nothing bad can happen if you are not in heat,  \nand your first heat is yet to come.\"  \n  \nRelieved, Melanie nodded towards Marik, anticipating untold joys and  \npleasures. It started promising as his tip pressed deep into her folds, and  \nshe urged for him to slide deeply into her.  \n  \nThen came a sudden, searing pain. Marik stopped shocked, as he heard Melanie's  \nsharp little cry. \"I'm sorry, w. ... What happened?\"  \n  \nThe moment he stopped pressing, her pain receded, slowly ebbing down. The warm  \nfeeling and urge remained. Sobbing she answered.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I don't know, something ripped. Don't stop, just go slow.\"  \n  \nAnd slow he went, gently pushing his member into his sister. She shuddered,  \nand he felt her insides grab him, squeeze him, send a shudder through him,  \ntoo.  \n  \nA while he just rested inside her, waited for the sensations to ebb. Then  \nMelanie shifted her hip, squeezing her clit against his hip bone. She felt him  \nshift inside her, move a tiny bit further, where his tip touched something deep  \nwithin her that was even more sensitive.  \n  \nIn an instinctive reaction he pulled himself out of her a bit, sending another  \nwave of pleasure through both of them. Soon he was humping her, both moaning  \nin new found pleasure.  \n  \nIt didn't take long until Marik suddenly tensed, clenched, trying to hold back  \na release he hadn't expected. He thought he was peeing, but his clenching only  \ndrove it on more forceful. And it felt so good. Melanie gasped, feeling him  \ntense, then she was overwhelmed by her own bodies reaction, sending a shudder  \nthrough her, rippling waves of joy as her hip's started to milk the juice out  \nof Marik, deep within her. Yet when she felt him spurt it still forced a  \nsurprised yelp out of her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When he came to his senses, Marik apologized profusely.  \n  \n\"I'm sorry, I ... I have no idea, I couldn't stop it.\"  \n  \nGiggling answered him from the two demons.  \n  \nMelanie looked at her embarrassed brother. It had felt nice.  \n\"I think it's OK. Maybe you just did that 'ejaculention' thing they mentioned in  \nschool, remember?\"  \n  \nMarik seemed to redden even more. \"Really? Was that it?\" He directed the  \nquestion more at the still present demons than at his sister.  \n  \n\"Yep. You can be a proud, you are now officially a fox.\" Shiakci answered him  \nlaughing.  \n  \n\"Don't worry, it's harmless. But if you want you can wash each other, to get  \nit out of you. You both got a bit sticky, and that can be fun too.\" Shiakea  \nmentioned with the voice of a benevolent big sister. And indeed both Melanie  \nand Marik had their fur on their legs quite messed up, still flowing sticky  \njuices and a tiny amount of crusted blood glueing their fur together. Even the  \nfloor had gotten something.  \n  \nMelanie noticed. \"Yuck. Does it always do that?\"  \n  \n\"No, it usually only bleeds the first time, unless you play it rough. Some  \nlike that.\" She answered with a wink at Shiakci. The cubs missed it.  \n\"But there's always some stickiness. It falls of when it dries, but that can  \nget itchy. And the others notice the smell, so you better wash it before your  \nparents come home.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Both spirits were quite surprised when they saw the showers with running hot  \nwater. \"Haven't you ever seen a shower? Marik asked them.\" Everyone knew  \nshowers. How could thousands of years old demons not know?  \n  \n\"I guess your 'civilisation' has its advantages for you. We plan to show you  \nsomething tonight when you are sleeping, it will explain everything.\" Shiakci  \nexplained.  \n  \nMarik hadn't ever enjoyed a shower so much as this one, as the foxes helped  \nclean each other, still aroused and tingling, and enjoying each others  \ntouches. They somehow realized they wouldn't look at each other the same way  \never again, now that they had both witnessed these forbidden joys.  \n  \nBecause forbidden it must certainly be considering the fuzz everyone made  \nabout these things. Wasn't it? Marik pondered.  \n  \nShiakea showed Melanie how to clean her inside out, adapting easily to the  \npossibilities a movable shower head on a hose provided. Melanie gasped,  \nsquirming, trying hard to hold the water in place despite the tickling. Then  \nagain it felt quite exciting, too, she had done that before, but she had never  \nheld the shower head that close.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Let it flow inside you and wash the juices out. Pull your belly in, yes like  \nthat, feel the water inside you? ... Now squeeze it out.\"  \n  \nMelanie shuddered again as she felt the warm water exit herself, while her  \nbrother had gotten another hard on, watching her while waiting for the water.  \n  \n----  \n  \nWhen the parents returned, both their cubs had returned to their separate  \nrooms. And though the evening meal went a bit awkward, they just assumed  \nthere had been another fight between them.  \n  \nGoing to bed early, each of them went in their own room. Yet that didn't  \nprevent Shiakea and her brother to speak to both of them. After relaying  \nMarik's words to Melanie and back a couple of times however Shiakea suggested  \na more direct approach. Soon they found themselves in a dream scape again.  \n  \n\"I want you two to understand who we are and what this is all about, then you  \ncan decide again whether you trust us.\" Shiakea explained.  \n  \n\"Let's see, where to begin...\" after a few thoughts they found themselves  \noverviewing a vast valley with forest and march land. The land looked vaguely  \nfamiliar, but neither of the foxes recognized it at first.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"As we told you, we are old. We have been likely visiting a thousand worlds in  \nmore than a thousand years. But yet I would call this place home. This is  \nwhere we came to be. We had once been foxes like you, the children of a  \nshaman.\"  \n  \nIn the distance they could see a thin trail of smoke coming from a fire  \nburning between a group of tribal tents.  \n  \n\"We got changed. One could say we died, but then again we didn't. It was  \nconsidered a wonder by your people, they worshipped us like gods and always  \nkept this place protected for us, even many generations later.\" Shiakci  \nexplained.  \n  \nMelanie could see a totem tree erected amidst the real trees. Many weird  \nthings were placed there, among them skulls of animals, but some of them  \ncertainly morphs.  \n  \n\"In return we helped them, guided them from time to time.\" Shiakci continued.  \n  \n  \n\"We haven't been called in a long time, but we felt the urge to return to this  \nplace a while ago. But when we arrived we saw this!\"  \n  \nThe change was radical. It was the same valley, but the grove was gone except  \na single short line of trees at its edge. A highway was crossing the valley,  \nand an industrial park made up most of it. Though the center of the former  \ngrove was now the dominant construction site.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The image filled Marik and Melanie with the same anger and sadness the spirits  \nthemselves felt.  \n  \n\"The tribe is no more, you two are the closest in kin we found! You are much  \nlike us. You have the gift, though you are not schooled. You might in another  \ntime have become shamans or maybe if fate felt like it, like us.\" Shiakci  \nexplained.  \n  \n\"But the knowledge is lost among your kind. You all follow this new religion  \nof commerce, as it seems.\" Shiakci continued.  \n  \n\"We asked the workers at the construction site why they are destroying our  \nland. They weren't even aware that they are. So they are not at fault. The  \ntragic fate that has befallen this world is far bigger and beyond them.\"  \nShiakea continued.  \n  \n\"We have seen things like that before. Beings of greed turning a world into an  \nabomination. It needs to be dealt with. Thing is, it's not a single one's  \ndoing, it's all of you. It's your civilisation.\" Shiakci spoke.  \n  \n\"So we decided to give it a wakeup call. Something to make everyone stop and  \nhalt, and wonder what's really important.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marik didn't fully understand what the demons were going at, but he shared  \nthe fury behind their motives now.  \n  \nMelanie however got a glimpse of where this was going leading.  \n  \n\"Are you going to kill us?\"  \n  \nShiakea looked at Melanie gravely.  \n  \n\"Originally you were going to die, yes.\" Shiakci said instead.  \n  \n\"We figured, its would be better for you to die young than live in this world  \nyou do.\" Shiakea continued.  \n  \n\"No! Please! I don't want to die!\" Marik yelled out. The demons ignored him  \nas his sister replied.  \n  \n\"But... But if we are the last of your tribe, you can't just kill us, can  \nyou?\"  \n  \n\"Dear, you two ARE special. We like you. And if you help us, if you do let us  \ndo what we plan to, we will let you continue your live on this world if you  \nwant.\"  \n  \n\"Or, when the time comes, you will be invited to come with us, leave those  \nbodies behind and see worlds you wouldn't have ever seen.\" Shiakci added.  \n  \nThe foxes looked scared.  \n  \n\"You don't have to decide now. We won't harm you. But it's fair that you  \nknow.\" Shiakea told them.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"What are you going to do?\" Marik finally asked.  \n  \n\"You are going to kill somebody, aren't you?\" Melanie added.  \n  \nShiakea looked away.  \n  \n\"We haven't finally decided yet, but it seems that nowadays only death has the  \nmeaning to make people stop and think.\" Shiakci said.  \n  \n\"Sleep now. Little ones, we will follow you around tomorrow and watch, then we  \nshall decide what to do.\"  \n  \n----  \n  \nThe next morning when Marik's alarm clock sounded he had almost forgotten the  \ndemons. Only when his sister looked into his eyes he remembered all of the  \nprevious day and blushed. Then looked away and stared at his cereals.  \n  \nHe remembered a dream he had had later the night, and Melanie had been in it.  \nNow he wasn't sure if she had shared that dream or not. Then again, if she  \nhad, why should he be embarrassed? He hadn't done anything she hadn't.  \n  \nLooking up from his cereals he noticed that Melanie too was fiddling with her  \nmug of chocolate as if the old flower pattern suddenly held a weird  \nfascination. He suddenly smiled, feeling much more comfortable with this  \nsituation. So yes, they had a little secret, but neither of them would be  \nable to tell anyone. Would they?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Their mother failed to notice the depth of the morning awkwardness. \"Behave  \nyourself today. Then I'll drive you to school, I still need to get that bleach.\"  \n  \n\"Thanks mom!\" they replied in unison.  \n  \nNot using the school bus meant they had about half an hour more time before  \nhaving to leave. The drive was boring as usual, heavy traffic during morning  \nrush hour, as always. Marik idly let his eyes wonder over his sister's body,  \nremembering yesterdays events. And suddenly he felt a throbbing in his pants  \nagain. He casually placed his hand on her leg.  \n  \nMelanie was surprised by the sudden touch. She looked at his hand, placed  \ngently on her thigh. She felt his warmth through her pants. Looking at his  \nface she saw a face expression she took a moment to make sense of. Searing hot  \ncame the memory of yesterday's feelings, but also a slight terror of being  \ndiscovered.  \n  \nShaking her head violently, she gestured at the rear mirror in the front of  \nthe car. Marik understood and had just retreated his hand when surely their  \nmother glanced into it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You are behaving yourself back there, aren't you?\"  \n  \n\"Yes mom!\" Melanie answered immediately, then, as the praying eyes stopped  \nlooking at the rear mirror, sent her brother a glance that implied a horrid  \ndeath sentence for being foolish.  \n  \n'sorry' he formed with his lips. Melanie nodded, then looked away, casually  \nplacing her hand on her chest, feeling her own touch, while an exciting  \nwarmness spread through her body again. Silently she cursed her brother for  \ncausing that now.  \n  \nBy the time they reached school, both foxes had relaxed again. It was loud,  \nlots of cars driving in the street to disembark children of all ages.  \n  \n\"You have about five minutes, better hurry.\" they were told before they hit  \nthe car door shut, and their mother drove on to make room for other parents in  \nother cars.  \n  \nOn the way in they spotted a group of three wolves, a raven and a tigress  \nmorph, all students from their class, making fun of a little fox who seemed in  \nhis first year.  \n  \n\"This is our place during recess, you ain't allowed to be here, didn't you  \nknow that?\" said one of the wolves  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yeah, you need to pay a fine for being here. What do you have in your lunch  \nbox?\" the raven asked, grabbing the box that was bound to the top of the  \nschoolbag the small one had on his back. Who kept their lunch box that open  \nanyway? It was as if to write 'Please steal me' on it.  \n  \n\"No! Give that back!\"  \n  \nThe others laughed as the raven held the box up, slightly out of the foxes  \nreach. When the fox jumped, the raven flapped his winged arms, landing on the  \nwall they had been sitting on.  \n  \n\"Ooh. Look, buns. One for each of us.\" he started taking the contents out of the  \nlunch box.  \n  \n\"Give that back, I'll tell the teacher!\" The small one threatened. That made  \nthe second wolf stand up. He was broadly built, a year older and repeating  \nclass.  \n  \n\"What did you say? Are you threatening to be a little betrayer? Don't you know  \nwhat happens to betrayers who run to the teachers, telling filthy lies about  \nyour fellows?\" He grabbed the small one at the collar and lifted him up a bit.  \nThe fox choked, his legs kicking air. The others laughed loudly at the sight.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Maybe it was the fact that a kin fox was being threatened. Or the new found  \nmanhood gave Marik courage, but he stepped up to his classmates.  \n  \n\"Let him go, Steve, you'll get in trouble.\"  \n  \nSteve, the broad but not necessarily bright wolf scorned at Marik, obviously  \nsurprised somebody dared to oppose him. But he let go of the small fox. The  \ncub took a sec, then stood up, tears of anger and hurt in his eyes. But his  \ncrying didn't stop him from snatching his lunch box from the raven with at  \nleast most of it still in it. Then he run away.  \n  \n\"What do YOU want?\" Steve finally found his words. The raven cawed a nastier  \nremark, followed by the approving laughter of his mates.  \n  \n\"He Marik, wanna play hero? Didn't your stupid sister tell you that loosers  \ndon't get to be heroes?\"  \n  \n\"My sister isn't stupid, asshole!\" he replied angrily.  \n  \n\"Ooooh!\" said the tigress. \"Marik's in love with his sister, Marik's in love  \nwith his sister!\" she started singing.  \n  \nThe bell saved him and prevented them from finding out how embarrassed that  \ncomment had actually made him. Blushed red, he hurried towards class, trying  \nto avoid looking at Melanie, who run somewhere behind him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Class was boring. Marik was sitting two rows behind his sister. Usually he  \npaid little attention to her during school, but today he couldn't avoid  \nwatching her again and again. During first recess, she actually approached  \nhim.  \n  \n\"Nice work with that little fox.\"  \n  \n\"Sorry.\" he answered. \"They're probably just discussing about their  \nretaliation, I just hope they leave you out of it.\"  \n  \nMelanie laughed. \"Don't worry, I can watch my back.\"  \n  \nBut indeed the group of wolves and the raven were sitting together, talking in  \nhushed voices, snickering, and looking at the two foxes way too often to be a  \ncoincidence. It was clear they planned something.  \n  \nThe next class was as boring as ever. Marik usually had no problems with math,  \nbut the dislike between him and the teacher was mutual, which had its effect  \non grades.  \n  \nOf course he was called out that exact lecture, while he had paid more  \nattention to his sister as to what the teacher had said. Mr Smith, a once  \nblack but now grey haired panther, had a tendency to spot and pick those who  \ndidn't pay attention. When asked to draw a parable diagram to the board  \naccording to a formula, he had no idea where to put it. Then promptly he put  \nit wrong. Which caused a lengthy lecture from the teacher about the problem at  \nhand as well as paying attention in general. Of course much to the amusement  \nof the class.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Silence there! You are next. Steve! Come here.\"  \n  \nSteve threw Marik a devastating look when he walked to the board, while the  \nfox sneaked back to his seat, his bushy tail between his legs. Fellow students  \nwere snickering left and right.  \n  \nSteve did worse, looked angry during the unavoidable lecture from the teacher  \nabout having failed the class once already, and his glare at Marik was  \noutright live threatening.  \n  \nMarik kept taking notes during the remainder, then, with the bell ringing, the  \nteacher left class.  \n  \nMarik packed his stuff, then walked across, where Melanie was just doing the  \nsame thing. They approached the door, but the path was blocked.  \n  \nThe familiar gang of five stood there, Steve at the front, anger in his face,  \nhis wolfish fangs glared. The others grinning mischievously, wagging their  \ntails in excitement.  \n  \n\"You are not getting out of here.\" Steve simply stated.  \n  \nMelanie spoke up first. \"We have class in the second story now. Let us  \nthrough.\"  \n  \nShe stepped forward. Steve pushed her back rudely, almost making the young  \nvixen fall.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hey!\" Marik yelled. Angry he stepped ahead, his fangs bared and paws fisted.  \n  \nThat was when Steve smiled evilly and pulled a knife out of his coat. Marik  \nwent pale. He hadn't seen that one coming.  \n  \nSomewhere in the class a girl watching them shrieked, some others started  \nyelling around. \"Whoa! Look. Steve has a knife!\" \"Where did he get that from?\"  \n\"This time they're going to expel him.\"  \n  \nMelanie looked at the knife in Steve's hand, then at Marik. Her brother had  \nhalted his approach, but didn't back down either. Steve obviously waited for  \nhim to do something, but when that didn't happen and Marik just stood there,  \nhe launched forward. Marik backed away from the blade, dodging the brute blow,  \nbut lost balance and stumbled backwards, his school bag pulling him down.  \nSteve's mates laughed meanly. That's when Melanie clearly heard Shiakea's  \nvoice in her head.  \n  \n\"You need help. Do you want us to take control of your bodies and solve this?  \nWe can beat them!\"  \n  \nMelanie didn't think long. She knew the demons wanted blood, but right now so  \nseemed her classmates. Melanie felt Shiakea take over her body, not with a  \njolt this time, but gently, unresisted. But Shiakea didn't move into the fight  \nyet either. Instead she just waved her hand at the classroom door in some sort  \nof gesture. The door moved, swung shut, muffling the noises of students  \noutside.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"What the?...\" one of the wolves was the only one who even noticed, everyone  \nelse had his attention on Marik and Steve. Marik was scrambling to his feet,  \nlooking at Steve angry.  \n  \n\"You can do this!\" Shiakci spoke to him in his mind. \"Stand steady, when you  \nsee his knife coming, grab his wrist, then turn yourself away from him and pull  \nhim. He will fall!\"  \n  \nMarik did an almost invisible nod. Determinedly his eyes rested on Steve's  \nknife. The brute didn't have the swiftest of motions, Marik saw his next  \nattack coming miles away. It was a straight thrust, roughly aimed at Marik's  \nthroat. Marik bent sideways and tried to get a hold of Steve's hand. His left  \npaw went amiss, brushing the knife blade which sent a stinging pain through  \nhim as it cut the back of his hand. But his right paw went true, grabbed  \nSteve's wrist, his little claws embedding into the wolf's skin. Marik  \nattempted to turn as Shiakci had suggested, but got his feet wrong. Steve  \nresisted the pull.  \n  \nThat moment Shiakci took over Marik's body. Marik felt almost glad, feeling  \nhis control being taken away. He felt his body twist the other way very  \nquickly, the same time Steve tried to yank his knife back. Shiakci lifted  \nSteve's knife wielding arm, twisting his wrist, while kicking his heel hard  \nagainst the wolf's knee.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; With a growl through bared teeth, Steve collapsed backwards at a weird angle,  \ntwisting his legs. Somehow the knife ended up in Marik's hand, flashed in an  \ninstant as it turned, then struck down.  \n  \nSteve's eyes went big as he stared on the knife shaft in disbelief. It stuck  \nin his chest, near his collarbone, reaching downwards into him. He didn't even  \nfeel any pain yet, though the handle twitched rhythmically. The wolf had  \nfallen on his own sprawled feet, landed with a cracking sound and couldn't get  \nup. Instead he tried the next stupid thing and pulled the knife out.  \n  \nA gurgling scream escaped his throat as the knife came free. A fountain of  \nblood spurted out of his chest, despite his paws making a futile attempt to  \nstop it from flowing. He tried to say something but instead only a gurgle  \nescaped his mouth, blood appearing on his lips. For a couple of seconds he  \nsent his pleading look to Marik, while the spurt of blood visibly ebbed down  \nalready.  \n  \nShiakci's glance back was merciless, close to a satisfied smirk. It widened  \neven more as Steve started to shudder, lifted his paw, in a last pleading  \ngesture, cramping. His vision starting to fail. Then the wolf collapsed  \nforward. Twitched once, twice, then relaxed. A puddle of blood emerging from  \nunder him, soaking his fur. Marik felt a familiar throbbing in his pants at  \nthat sight, even before he realized that he had just killed a fellow student.  \nNo! He hadn't! Shiakci had! And he obviously felt aroused at it, too!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; But the rest of the class didn't see that. They only saw Marik, who had picked  \nthe bloody blade up from the floor. A few drops of blood dripping from a cut  \non his left paw. A triumphant smile on his face. Approaching the group of four  \nthat were between him and the door.  \n  \nThe tiger girl moved first. She was closest to the door. Frantically she  \nyanked the handle, but it didn't even move. Fearfully she turned towards  \nMelanie, somehow connecting two and two.  \n  \n\"You killed him!\" Melanie yelled at the demons in her mind.  \n  \n\"We have to kill them all.\" Shiakea spoke back in her head only, while her  \neyes went between the five remaining troublemakers as if looking for prey.  \n  \n\"Why?\" Marik finally managed to ask Shiakci.  \n  \n\"Because they started first. They gave us a reason. And we know now what we  \nhave to do.\"  \n  \nMeanwhile the remaining two of the wolves had started trying to open the door,  \ntoo. Neither of them could do as much as press the handle down. It was as if  \nit had been welded shut.  \n  \nShiakea told Melanie. \"There will be no pain. Nothing we do will hurt anyone.  \nIt's a spell. Did you feel the slight turn on when that Steve died? Everyone in  \nthis room felt it. They will feel it more and more, until they'll beg for it.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Shiakci made a two quick steps forward, as if approaching one of the wolves,  \nbut then suddenly turned to his side. The other wolf had tried to sneak out of  \nMarik's sight along the wall. Now he had nowhere to go. Marik's knife slashed  \nacross his exposed belly, from the lower right up to his left shoulder. It  \nleft a red mark. The next moment Shiakci had already jumped back to where he  \nhad been.  \n  \nThe wolf boy looked down on himself in a similar expression of surprise. This  \ntime, everyone watching him felt the demonic effect, turned on stronger than  \nthe first time. The wolfs belly gaped open, revealing his slimy bowels. With a  \nwet sound the wolves contents bulged out of him, oozed, then toppled over as  \ngravity sucked them out. He was still standing, breathless. On staggering legs  \nand eyes wide in disbelief, as his entrails piled up on the floor before him.  \n  \nMelanie felt much stronger what everyone else felt. A warmness between her  \nlegs that urged for more, started to make her high with endorphins. But  \nShiakea was in control of her body, and for the moment that was good.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The tigress somehow decided that Melanie was to blame. The girl was maybe a  \nyear older than the vixen, maybe just developed early. But she had noticeable  \nbreasts that she covered with a thin shirt. She came for her with bared teeth  \nand a growl, the last few feet she pounced, claws extracted.  \n  \nShiakea had no problems anticipating her, and dodged the main impact. A moment  \nlater the tigress crashed to the floor, and Melanie was on top of her in an  \ninstant, pinning the tigress to the floor.  \n  \nCrying angrily, the tiger girl tried to get free, but Shiakea had both her  \nhands fixed to the classrooms linoleum floor.  \n  \nThen Shiakea darted Melanie's head down and bit the tigers throat. Mel felt  \nher victims pulse, felt her sharp teeth pierce through the girls skin and cut  \nthrough her neck. A suppressed, gurgled meow escaped her. Melanie was very  \naware how her legs spread the tigers, so she wouldn't get any leverage. It  \nbrought her hip down on her victim's, her flat breasts touching the tigers  \nconsiderably more developed. She felt the tigers heart beat wildly, her breasts  \nheave with her breathing that became more and more constricted.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then the tigers blood started gushing into Melanie's mouth and she needed to  \nswallow.  \n  \nMarik was still facing two of his opponents. Cornered, and witnessing the  \ndeath of their comrade, the last wolf boy and the raven went defensive, the  \nwolf out of fear for his live, the raven to gain time.  \n  \n\"Marik, please, we didn't do anything.\" the wolf started sobbing.  \n  \n\"If you attack us now, you won't get away with it.\" The raven told him in a  \nthreatening manner. \"They will kill you for what you did!\"  \n  \nShiakci dropped the knife, and made a step towards the raven. The other wolf  \nhesitated a split second, then started running to the back of the classroom,  \nwhere about ten pupils were standing, gaping with very varying face  \nexpressions, ranging from horror to a strange fascination. Shiakea's spell did  \nits work.  \n  \nThe raven had no way out, but since Marik had no more knife he decided to  \nnegotiate.  \n  \n\"I'll tell them that it was Steve's fault. That it was an accident!\"  \n  \nNext to them the disemboweled wolf fell to his knees. He was still alive, but  \ncouldn't make a sound. His fangs wide in a futile gasp for air. His gaping belly was  \nso empty, one could see its back wall and his spine, blood spurted out from  \nhis chest. But his face expression changed from horror to longing, his pants  \nbulging. The wolf squeezed his paw against his crotch, rubbing, shuddering,  \nthen suddenly tensed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The class watched open mouthed as a wave of pleasure went through each of  \nthem, then the wolf boy collapsed forward over the pile of his own innards.  \n  \n\"Come closer!\" Shiakci demanded from the raven boy with Marik's voice.  \n  \nMarik was more affected by the demon's spell than anyone else. He forgot the  \nhorror of having killed by the increasing pressure in his pants. But he  \ncouldn't do anything to relief himself, except watch what Shiakci did with him.  \n  \nAs the raven complied, Marik grabbed the bird by his wing arm and turned it  \naround. The raven was forced into a turn, cawing a complaint, until he stood  \non shaking legs in front of Marik, but couldn't get away. They were now both  \nfacing the class.  \n  \nThe raven had no clothing, being completely covered by black feathers they  \nweren't necessary for modesty and would have only hindered his flight.  \n  \nShiakci reached around his victim, grabbed a couple of feathers from the  \nraven's chest and forcefully ripped them out.  \n  \nThe raven screamed in protest, expecting major pain. Much to his surprise  \nthere was none, just a tugging that even tickled him slightly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"What are you doing?\" he asked, whimpering. Shiakci just yanked out a second  \nhand full of black feathers, that tumbled in the air in front of them. A few  \ndroplets of blood coming out with them.  \n  \nBehind them sounded a gurgling sound.  \n  \nMelanie was still laying on top of the tigress, her jaws locked into her  \nvictims neck. She felt the tiger girls struggle weaken, from blood loss, but  \nalso because she barely cared anymore. The girl would have moaned in pleasure,  \nrubbing her hip and breasts against the vixen that forcefully held her down.  \nBut with her constricted throat, a gurgle was all that could escape her. Then  \nshe arched, shuddering, wave after wave of her climax washing through her and  \nout with the demon's spell, through everyone in the classroom.  \nThen she relaxed, exhausted, happy, her limps tingling from blood loss and her  \nvision going blank.  \n  \nMelanie felt the tiger girl's heart stop beating, the blood stopping to spurt  \ninto her mouth. The tigress twitched another time, then finally laid relaxed.  \nHer face expression still smiling happily from afterglow, but her gaze broken.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Melanie felt the wetness between her legs. She herself had came when the tigress  \ndied, pleasantly warm waves of afterglow washing through her. Shiakea kept  \nlaying on top of the tigress for a bit more, enjoying the feeling while  \nwatching her brother.  \n  \nThe raven gasped, started moaning, squirming in Shiakci's hold as he was  \nplucked in front of the remaining class. The more feathers he was loosing, the  \nmore bare and geese bump covered skin was visible, the more the process seemed  \nto turn the bird on. Shiakci made it worse by plucking the feathers from his  \nbelly, then from his crotch. A small red tip appeared there, throbbing  \ncuriously.  \n  \nSome of the older or more mature and experienced students had started to  \nmasturbate at the sight, having their paws in their pants, or even did it  \nopenly. The reaction of the girls was varying, some touching or rubbing  \nthemselves, or humping the chairs they had been sitting on. Especially the  \nyounger ones had never had such feelings before and had no idea how to cope. A  \nsmall opossum girl was on the floor, gasping, her pants dripping wet, while  \nshe was biting her own arms, leaving red outlined bite marks.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Shiakci smiled at the sight. Marik found his turn on even increase at the  \nsight, his member squeezing throbbingly against the ravens back, when Shiakci  \nasked him for the girls name.  \n  \n\"She's called Amie. What are you going to do to her?\" he spoke in his mind.  \n  \n\"I'm not going to harm her, I'll just ask her to punish our friend here.\"  \nShiakci answered silently with a very evil smile.  \n  \n\"Amie!\" he spoke loud.  \n  \nThe little opossum stopped and looked up. She looked guilty and scared.  \n  \n\"Don't worry, I'm not going to harm you, can you do me a favor?\"  \n  \nThe girl nodded.  \n  \n\"Somewhere behind me is Steve's knife. Can you get it for me?\"  \n  \nThe girl nodded again, then hesitantly got up and started walking. She was  \nobviously embarrassed by her wet pants, walking as if she had peed herself.  \nThough it didn't smell like pee. Unlike the puddle behind the dead tiger girl  \nthat had formed after her body had relaxed.  \n  \nShiakea was slowly getting up. Melanie meanwhile had come back to her senses  \nbit.  \n  \n\"What are you doing! You killed her! I don't want you to have my body  \nanymore!\" the vixen accused the demon.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Almost immediately Melanie got control of her body back. She felt a throbbing  \nbetween her legs, blood pulsing through her nethers, wanting for more. Her  \nundies were soaked. She watched little Amie walk past her, scared, grabbing  \nthe bloody knife from the floor. Melanie felt sorry for the girl. Then Shiakea  \nanswered in her mind.  \n  \n\"Your society is flawed. People act selfish, reckless. Everyone thinks only  \nfor themselves. You are destroying the world. These children, or their  \nchildren, won't have a place to live in like their parents had. No more land,  \nno more trees, no more food. It gets worse and worse, but everyone does only a  \nlittle bit of harm. There's no evil mastermind responsible, nobody that we  \ncould punish.\"  \n  \n\"But our classmates are innocent, they didn't do any of that.\" Melanie  \nanswered.  \n  \n\"But their parents do. These children wouldn't even be alive if not already  \ntheir grandparents had lived reckless and without thinking ahead. There'd be a  \nlot less of you, but those who'd be here would be happy. Now there's so many  \nof you, your children won't be. They'll starve, but only after they destroyed  \neverything. It must stop NOW. Their parents must stop, and therefore we must  \nremind them of what's really important.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"But, but, why us?\"  \n  \n\"Whenever someone has to die, there is always the question, why him? Why her?  \nIt's never fair. Someone has to be it.\"  \n  \nMelanie thought for a bit, watching Amie bring the knife to Marik, presenting  \nit to him. The rest of the class watched them as if it was a show. Passive,  \nsome slightly moaning from their self pleasuring.  \n  \n\"The one thing that should be important to the people are their children. But  \ninstead of taking care of them they send them to these schools, protect them  \nby laws that make no sense, while they themselves go to work and their  \ncareers, and ruin the world they'd give their children a bit more.  \nBut today when they come home from their work, with their money and a tiny bit  \nof the worlds blood on their hands their children won't be there. Because they  \nneglected them! You!  \n  \nInstead your news will spread what happened, and everyone will be reminded  \nabout what's really important. And all the work and all the money and all the  \nnifty gadgets you nowadays have will pale in comparison to their loss. They  \nwill suddenly remember how important their children, their families really  \nare.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I hope, I can only hope that when they do, they'll not just demand stricter  \nlaws and more security. Not continue to live as they did before, but remember  \nwhat is most important for their children. Families, friends, and a world to  \nlive in. A world worth living in. If they don't more people will suffer and  \nmore people will die, and we won't be able to do anything about it.  \n  \nIf we wouldn't kill your friends today, they would one day suffer in a world  \nthat is far worse than the quick and merciful, even joyful end that we can  \ngive them now. And so would everyone else.\"  \n  \nMelanie nodded speechless.  \n  \n\"What do you want us to do?\" she finally asked.  \n  \n\"Let us do this a little bit more. The hardest part is your friends, the one  \nyou care for. Then it'll be easier. I have made a spell, and by then everyone  \nwould have reached a point where they will likely kill each other. It will be  \none crazy frenzy. You will have to keep yourself together to make it out of  \nthis place alive.\"  \n  \nMelanie's gaze fell on the rest of the class. The demoness had spoken the  \ntruth. They weren't horrified anymore, they were raging. A bear boy who was  \nalready a bit older than most had ripped the pants of a deer girl and was  \nhumping her from behind. The big eyes of the girl turned upwards in bliss, her  \ntongue lolling out. She wasn't caring about the blood that was flowing from  \nher ruptured virginhood, nor that she was too tight for the young bears member.  \nShe didn't feel pain, and if she did, it didn't have the normal effect.  \nThey were completely out of it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; But Shiakci wasn't done yet. Amie presented the knife to him, but he shook his  \nhead, instead turned the meanwhile completely plucked bird to her. The raven  \nwas staring on the knife in Amie's hands, but his gaze meanwhile had as much  \nlonging in it as fear. Amie herself had blood running from her forearms, from  \nher own bite marks, cum dripping from her wet pants. She was slightly shaking.  \nOr was it trembling? Staring at the birdmorph's exposed manhood.  \n  \n\"Can you cut his penis of?\" Shiakci asked the girl. The opossum looked at the  \nobject in question, throbbing noticeably. The raven gasped. \"No please...\" he  \nmanaged to say.  \n  \nThe girl was obviously not completely sure. \"That thing? Cut it ... Off?\"  \n  \nMarik's head nodded as the demon agreed.  \n  \nShaking, the girl approached with the blade. The raven squirmed, but couldn't  \nget away as the fox was holding him firm, both wings turned to his back.  \n  \nThe girl didn't dare to touch the birds member, instead reached out with the  \nblade only. The raven gasped as the blade connected, cutting his skin, a red  \nline appearing. The birds hard genital bent slightly under the pressure of the  \nknife, but was hard enough to give the blade the required resistance. Slowly  \nthe blade cut deeper, close to the base. The bird morph had no ball sack, his  \nanatomy kept it deeper inside of him. Only the front part was showing,  \nthrobbing from within the birds orifice. The girl shuddered, gasping as she  \nwatched how her knife cut through the base. A considerable gush of blood  \nsquirted out with the ravens heartbeat, the organ suddenly going limp, bereft  \nof pressure.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The raven arched, moaning, squirting blood over the opossum's fur and the  \nfloor.  \n  \n\"Continue.\" Shiakci ordered.  \n  \nThe girl grabbed the ravens limp member with her hand, then cut the last  \nstrand and skin that connected it. Proud and fascinated she presented it to  \nMarik.  \n  \n\"Well done. You can eat it.\" the demon encouraged the girl.  \n  \nAnd she did it.  \n  \nMoans were audible from the rest of the class as the girl took the sleek red  \npiece of flesh in her snout and sucked it, before gulping it down. Her other  \nhand reached down between her legs, rubbing herself.  \n  \nThe raven was nearly out of it, watching that. Marik let one of his wings go,  \nand he reached down between his own legs, rubbing the bloody stump that now  \nsquirted, pulsing, both red and white, inserting his fingers into his own  \norifice too, rubbing it. He looked like a bird gal down there now, and he knew  \nit.  \n  \nMelanie's gaze wondered from one student in the class to the next. A squirrel  \ngirl had found the courage to get rid of her leg wear and sit in the lap of a  \nporcupine boy who had had his proud appendage out for a while. She was  \nseemingly mostly in control of herself. Though when some of the boys spikes  \napparently pierced through her skin, if at all that only encouraged her more.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The bear was taking the deer girl rough. And to make it worse, a young  \nstallion, probably the best equipped youngster in class, had stuck his thing  \ninto her mouth, inserting it so deep she seemed to have problems getting air.  \nShe too seemed in bliss, but the bear was playing it rougher and rougher,  \nripping his claws through her skin, ripping at her flanks.  \n  \nShiakci bent the naked raven forward, undid his pants, and stuck Marik's thing  \ninto the blood decorated hole, soon forcing rhythmic moans from the ravens  \nbeak.  \n  \nThe Opossum girl still had the knife, was rubbing her crotch, looking longingly  \nat what Marik did to the raven.  \n  \nFinally, as another gush of cum shot out of her, making her shudder. She undid  \nher pants, looking in fascination between the bloody knife tip and her  \ntwitching sex.  \n  \nMelanie felt another jolt of sexual urge rush through her, as Amie stuck the  \nknife into herself, blade first. She arched, shuddering moaning, clenching.  \nAnd the blade drew blood.  \n  \nMelanie thought for a bit whether she should take the knife away from her, but  \nher own urge made her glance back to a hare, who was looking exactly at her.  \nShe couldn't bear watching the frenzy longer, unzipping her own pants, she  \nnodded at him, and the bunny shyly but with a look of longing and anticipation  \napproached her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Her own sex was throbbing, driving her insane. One urge was to just drop to  \nthe floor and let the rabbit take her, but a look at the deer made her think  \ntwice. Blood poured out of the girls side, where the bear hat ripped her skin,  \nand Melanie wasn't sure if she was still alive as she still had the horse cock  \nhilted in her mouth.  \n  \nMore ripping than undoing her undies she jumped the bunny, throwing him  \nbackwards on the floor. Then she seated herself on him, guiding his big and  \nready genital into herself greedily. It made him moan and her arch  \nimmediately. It was exactly the relieve she had so been urging for. The bunny  \nstarted throbbing inside her, humping her from below. And when she lowered her  \nhands gently on his throat and started to press, he seemed to enjoyed it  \neven more.  \n  \nShiakci released his, or rather Marik's load into the raven, who arched and  \nshuddered like a girl, letting out an excited caw. Blood still dripping from  \nhis severed cock, coating Marik's legs. Then the demon released Marik, giving  \nhim his own body back. Marik, having just released his load, felt slightly  \nengrossed at the bleeding raven. The bird spurted red and white from his  \nmutilated body, looking like a plucked, to be butchered chicken.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then his glance fell on the opossum girl on the floor, and he got his hard on  \nright back. Amie had masturbated with the knife, inserting the blade into  \nherself and out of herself several times. Each time had sent her shuddering,  \nclenching, driving the blade a little bit deeper upwards. By now her vagina was  \ncut open, her clit split neatly in half. The cut reached up to where her hip  \nbone had stopped it. The opossum girl had inserted her entire paw into the  \ngaping hole, clenching her fingers around things that weren't supposed to be  \ntouched.  \n  \nThe rest of the class hadn't been idle, Shiakea's spell making each and  \neveryone's pain and pleasure drive each other to ecstasy. The deer, stuck  \nbetween the horse and the bear hadn't died until now despite the bear clawing  \naway at her belly until her entire waist was in shreds. But now, spurting his  \nrelease into her mutilated body, his claws broke and ripped her spine, ripping  \nthe poor girl in half. Only slimy entrails and tissue held her together, and  \nthe bears pull threatened to slip her head of the horse boy's hip.  \nBut the girl herself, her eyes widened and shivering, grabbed the horse by the  \nhips and pulled herself back unto his proud. Even as the motion pulled her  \ninnards out of her and spread them on the floor between her two lovers.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; In the class had been a snake boy, and he had been watching the frenzy most of  \nthe time from a corner. But watching a twitching and moaning frog girl on the  \nfloor, pleasuring her virgin self, it triggered some old and long suppressed  \ninstinct in him. Gently, without force he had coiled himself around her, and  \nshe let it happen. Then, playing her feet with his tongue, he dislodged his  \njaws and slid over the arching, shuddering frog. The girl was in bliss,  \nhumping his throat from the inside, rocking herself back and forth on his  \ntongue, while she grabbed his tail with her hands, found his sweet spot where  \na double headed snake cock had emerged. Her long frog tongue played with him  \nas long as it lasted, then, her head already within his, she opened her mouth  \nin a long, excited moan. It ended when the snake boy closed his mouth around  \nhers, his strong esophagus muscles squishing the frog down through his long  \nbody to vanish forever.  \n  \nA tiger, who had been playing with himself for a while, spotted the naked,  \nbleeding raven, and something in him clicked. A second later the raven cawed,  \nthrown to his back, the tiger on him. Sharp claws were digging through his  \nexposed skin and exposing insides that a second later the tiger boy, though  \nnot older than any of them, gorged himself on the birds entrails like some  \nancient relative would have done eons ago. And by the time the raven even  \nseemed to enjoy it, anticipate every new slashing ripping blow, every bite.  \nArching in a shudder as the tiger ripped his stomach out in a triumphant  \ngesture.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marik had sat down next to Amie, mixed feelings in his eyes. He pitied the  \nlittle opossum girl, but what she did to herself at this point was so hot to  \nhim, he could barely think. Her gaze fell on his, and trembling she spoke.  \n  \n\"Take me. Please, like Kelim is doing.\" Kelim was the tiger boy maiming the  \nraven. Marik wanted to say no, but he couldn't. Instead he opened his jaw and  \nbit into Amie's arm, already sporting her own bite marks, that she eagerly  \nheld in front of him. Her other paw was somewhere inside her, clenching around  \nher own hipbone or something.  \n  \nA gurgling sound came from the bench, where the squirrel had impaled herself on  \nthe porcupine boy. In more than one way. His quills had pierced her skin, and  \nshe drove herself deeper unto them, rocking herself back and forth on the  \nimpaling spikes, blood pouring out of her. The porcupine had helped her by  \nbringing more of the pointy quills in a position where she could stick them  \ninto herself. Her lungs punctured, her moans turned into gurgles. She wouldn't  \nlast much longer. Then he came, clenched, arched. His quills spreading apart  \ninto a sphere, and the girl embedded into them was ripped apart in her final  \necstatic climax. What remained of her twitched, then went limp.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Inside the snake, the frog girl had made a series of short but intensive  \nmovements, climax after climax as her air had started to run out. Now she was  \na limp bulge in his stomach and only his own shudders run down his spine.  \n  \nThe remaining students turned on each other and themselves mindlessly.  \nShiakea's spell had breached all bounds of sanity, everyone urged for that  \nlast exciting shudder before everything ceased, that would sent another wave  \nof pleasure magically through the entire room. They were like sharks when  \nblood was in the water while a thousand nearby fish were sending out their  \npanicking fast ripples of fear.  \n  \nMarik had bitten Amie's throat, and felt the girl rocking and shuddering under  \nhim in gurgled moans, as her live was escaping her.  \n  \nMelanie was finished with the bunny. He had squirted his load in a last  \nshudder. Suddenly she saw herself faced by the snake. Cold eyes preyed on her  \nmercilessly. Already two bulges in his belly, the last one still twitching,  \nthe boy had gone into a frenzy on his own. She tried to defend herself, but  \nthe strong coils wrapping around her were too much of a turn on to her to  \nfight it seriously.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Still some spark of sanity remained in her. \"Marik! Help!\" she yelled out.  \n  \nMarik let go of Amie, who seemingly was in her last spasms, bliss in her  \nfeatures. He saw his sister wrapped in the snake coils, and he grabbed the  \nknife from the floor. But he found himself unable to stop watching.  \n  \nThe snake wasn't as gentle or sensual as he had been the first time. Greedily  \nhe worked himself over Melanie's furry feet, forcing them into his throat.  \nMelanie squirmed as she felt his throat muscles grab her ankles and pull.  \nSomewhere deep inside him she felt someone else's final desperate movements,  \nrunning out of air with nothing to breath than a snakes acidic digestive  \njuices. She couldn't even tell who it was. The bulge had a considerate size,  \nbigger that she would make. And somehow the thought of herself being in there,  \nthrashing desperately for air, while the boy turned her into nothing but food  \ndrove her crazy.  \n  \nHis tongue played with her sex as he quickly worked her deeper, aligning her  \narms with her body. The only thing her paws could reach was her own sex, as  \nthey were squeezed together in the snake's tight throat. And she, too started  \nrocking it, humping the hard and rippling throat muscles while she could.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The tongue played over her underdeveloped chest, her neck, then her face. Her  \ngaze fell on her brother who just stood there. A knife in his paw, the other,  \nstill oozing blood from a cut, between his legs, rubbing himself, staring wide  \neyed at her. She realized what sort of sight she must be for him.  \n  \n\"Please Marik. Snap out of it!\" she tried to speak, but her voice was faint  \nand weak as the snake's muscles squeezed her chest together. She tried forcing  \nsome air into her lungs, fighting the pressure.  \n  \nThen the maw closed around her. The snake rose his head, and gulped her down.  \n  \nMarik watched his sister vanish, shuddering, rocking, squirting his load  \nbetween his fingers. Watched her squirming bulge started sliding down the long  \nsnake neck and body. It was hot beyond measure. But there was something else.  \nHe felt anger at the boy. Jealousy, that he could have his sister in a way he  \nnever could, eating her whole like that. And then it dawned him that he wanted  \nto rescue Melanie.  \n  \nThe snake boy was no easy opponent. He saw the fox as his next meal, starting  \nto coil around him despite the three bulges in his body. But Marik had a  \nknife, stabbed the snake. First randomly in the body parts that tried to wrap  \nhim, then he went for the neck.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Stabs alone seemed to only turn the snake on more, even though blood spurted  \nout of some of the cuts. But Marik managed to get free and embed the knife's  \nblade in the snake's neck, right behind his head.  \n  \nThe snake boy arched, flexing his body in coils, hissing at Marik, but  \nthe fox continued to cut. The hiss turned into a gurgle, the movements turned  \nmore frantic as a fountain of blood spurted out of the snake's throat.  \n  \nThen with a final cut he severed the spine. The snake head dropped to the  \nfloor.  \n  \nThe boy opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, silently, as if gasping  \nfor air or trying to speak, his split tongue slithering out and twitching,  \nthen his cold gaze broke.  \n  \nThe body fought longer, coiling, twitching, jerking forcefully, crashing  \nagainst furniture and schoolbags, before it finally came to a shuddering rest.  \n  \nMarik turned his attention to the top most bulge in the snake body. Brushing  \nhis paw over the snake's sleek scales he felt Melanie still move in there,  \nflexing, turning, rubbing herself against the wall.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She couldn't do much more, her movements slowly turned more erratic, more  \ndesperate.  \n  \nMarik aligned himself to the snake's body, felt Melanie's throughout the  \nsnake's skin, pushed against her and felt her respond.  \n  \nSoon he felt her arch and shudder under him, within the dead snake's stomach,  \nrocking, twitching.  \n  \nThen clenching in a strong spasm. Marik felt the wave of turn on that he had  \nalways felt in the last moment of his classmates, only stronger. And his load  \ngushed over the green scales.  \n  \nBut then his sister went completely limp in there and somehow that felt wrong.  \n  \n\"No!\" Marik yelled, and pressed his knife against the snake scales.  \n  \nThe blade cut through, severing skin and tissue, then muscles and finally the  \nbelly. He could see his sister, she was embedded in an almost translucent red  \ntube, slimy on the outside. Her mouth was open, her head slightly turned  \nupwards. Her hands still clenched into her own sex, she looked as if she had  \nhad the ultimate climax. Her tiny nipples still poked hard through the thin  \nskin that encased her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marik cut the snake's stomach open, freeing Melanie's face.  \n  \nIt made a gasping, sucking noise as Melanie's head came free of the slimy walls.  \nHer eyes were open, staring emptily into nothing. Her body hung limp in  \nMarik's arms as he pulled her sister out of its tight embrace.  \n  \nShe was covered in slime, and cum, her fur soaking wet. As her legs slid out  \nof the snake, a thin trickle of yellow soaked out of her, her relaxed bladder  \nnot holding it in anymore.  \n  \n\"Melanie!\" Marik cried. But at the same time her limp figure drove him wild  \nagain. The demon's curse still active as ever. He placed her on the floor,  \noutstretched. Her legs split slightly, her sex glistened moist.  \n  \nSobbing he climbed on her and thrust his hip into his sisters, his throbbing  \nmember sliding easily into her hip.  \n  \nThe vixens body responded passively to Marik's thrusts, her head rolling from  \none side to the other as he thrust into her forcefully, tears in his eyes.  \nGrabbing her shoulders. Melanie's tongue lolled out, slick with her own and the  \nsnake's saliva, her body rocked by her brothers heavy pushes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Not many students were still alive. The goriest corpse was the deer, her head  \nstill on the now limp horse cock. The stallions chest slashed open by the very  \nbear that had ripped her in half. But the bear wasn't far either, still  \nentangled in the deadly embrace of a gazelle boy, his early grown horns going  \nthrough his neck. But the gazelle boy's neck was broken and hung at odd angle.  \n  \nA bunny girl was moaning weakly, on her back, her paws masturbating her  \nslashed open belly. Whoever had done it to her wasn't there anymore.  \n  \nAmie, the little opossum girl wasn't laying still yet either, and the tiger  \nwas still maiming the now limp remains of the raven, eating his raw flesh.  \nHad he done the bunny girl?  \n  \nMarik's thrust forced a wet gasp out of the vixen's limp body, squeezing some  \nleftover air out of her lungs. It came with a bit of slime from the snake's  \ninsides. Marik thought, tears in his eyes, that if he forced himself on her  \nthat strongly, her passive rockings looked almost live like. Then he came,  \narching, clenching his teeth, releasing his load into his limp sister.  \nThrusting into her forcefully, shuddering. He felt his member throb inside her  \nstill warm body as his cum oozed out of him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Did her eye just twitch? Marik thought his eyes betrayed him. A reflex, a  \nglitch? Exhausted he came to rest on Melanie's body. Then he felt it. It  \nhadn't been there before, but in her chest was a movement. Weak, soft, but  \nthere. Her heart was beating again.  \n  \n\"Melanie!\" he screamed. \"Wake up\"  \n  \nShe didn't breathe on her own. Starting his thrusts again, slowly,  \nmethodically, he again felt air coming in and out of her mouth. Passively,  \nmechanically. She still was like a doll with cut strings. He lowered his snout  \non hers, embraced her lips, tasted the sour taste of the snake's juices. Then  \nhe exhaled, blew her up with his own air.  \n  \nThe bunny girl had found something within her that made her arch. She pulled  \nher insides, trembling, then something ripped. \"Gah....!\" she moaned, as a  \nfountain of blood was spurting from within her. She held a ruptured red pipe  \nin her hands.  \n  \nHer pounding heart managed to pump three, four more flowing gushes of blood  \nout of her that flooded over her hands, her legs, like from a ruptured red  \nfire hose. Poured, spilled on the floor. The fifth one was already weaker.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She shuddered, blinking, fighting the blackness that engulfed her vision. A  \nfinal shudder that again flowed out through the room, drove Marik to the brink  \nagain. Then the bunny was still and relaxed. A blood puddle from under her  \nslowly widened.  \n  \nBut Melanie responded. Some muscles in her flexed, uncontrolled at first. Her  \nbody came back to live under Marik's. Suddenly she gasped for air, coughed, spat  \nmore slime, blinked. Her eyes focused, her gaze mer Marik's.  \n  \n\"Melanie!\" he sobbed, then burst into tears, hugging her. His throbbing  \ngenital still inside her. He felt her breathing stabilize, felt a slight  \nshudder within her as she joined his tears.  \n  \nBut they got no time to relax.  \n  \nThe tiger had finally finished with the raven. His gaze fell on the fox cubs,  \nand he moved towards them.  \n  \n\"You .... Caused all of this... I'll eat you!\" he growled, blood dripping from  \nhis fangs.  \n  \nMarik backed of his sister, trying to get on his feet. The tiger boy was not  \nolder, but stronger than him. He assumed a sort of defensive stance. The tiger  \ncame for him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marik backed off, realizing too late that he had left the knife behind. He had  \nnothing to defend himself against the tigers claws. The other boy knew that.  \nSmiling victoriously. Marik made another step backwards.  \n  \nThe floor was slippery. Blood from a disemboweled wolf had puddled up there.  \nBehind him was the wall.  \n  \nMarik glanced to the sides helplessly. The tiger followed his glance, ready  \nto pounce. There was no way to escape his attacker.  \n  \nThen the fox was lifted of his feet and crushed against the wall. The tiger's  \nclaws cut into his skin as he grabbed his arm and turned it to his back  \nsimilar how he had done to the raven. A forceful twist further, Marik face  \nplanted into the wall with a thud noise, feeling blood on his lips as his own  \nteeth cut his skin.  \n  \nMarik moaned. The impact hurt but with the spell still going that was just a  \nmajor tun on to him. Then the tiger forcefully grabbed his hips and pulled  \nthem backwards, forcing his member up into his arse.  \n  \nMarik moaned, feeling humiliated and weak. He was completely at the strong  \ntiger's mercy, who thrust his hip into him, with his right claw embedded in  \nhis flank's fur, while his left held Marik's arm twisted back, forcing him  \nbent against the wall. Rhythmically his head was bumped into the wall, leaving  \nbloody marks on it. The fox shuddered, trembled, feeling the hard tiger cock  \nthrust into his insides.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The tiger approached his peak, while Marik was near unconsciousness from the  \nconstant hits in the wall. The world was spinning, yet his sex drive was going  \ninsane. He arched and came the same time he felt the tiger squirt his load  \ninto him. At the same time he felt a thrill as the tiger's claw switched from  \nhis bruised side to his throat, forcing Marik's head backwards.  \n  \nFor a second he feared for his live, an exciting feeling that made him  \nalmost shudder in anticipation. But instead the tiger suddenly tensed, making  \na gagging noise.  \n  \nThe little vixen had slowly turned around and crawled to her knees. She felt  \nweak, was trembling. In front of her she saw the corpse of the snake morph,  \nthe tight tube her brother had cut her out of. Green liquid oozed out of it. A  \nbit further down the motionless body were two more still lumps, where two of  \nher classmates had succumbed.  \n  \nIn front of it she saw the knife.  \n  \nStaggering and dizzy stood up, the knife in her hand, watching the tiger  \nfuck her brother violently. She had approached him unseen.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marik managed to free himself and turn, as the tiger behind him fell to his  \nknees, sliding out of him wetly. Shivering, the brute tried to speak, but only  \nblood gushed out of his mouth.  \n  \nBehind him stood his sister, holding the knife that was still stuck between  \nthe tiger boy's shoulder blades. The girl was baring her teeth, willpower  \nalone holding her on her legs, but she had done it.  \n  \nThe tigers dieing last, excited spasms sent another shudder through her but  \nalso seemed to give her more strength.  \n  \nMarik took his sister in his arms. He bled from a cut on his head and his eye  \nwas swelling shut. His backside hurt, and he had cuts from the tiger's  \nclaws all over. Though the pain currently didn't matter, it didn't feel bad,  \nit only made him long for more.  \n  \nThe vixen was still weak, shivering and cold. She had more than barely  \nescaped death. Yet the demon's spell affected her still, urging her to press  \nher hip into his, feel her brothers again throbbing genital. But she hadn't  \nthe strength to indulge in this urges any more.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; After a while they separated, looked around. The classroom was silent, none  \nmoved. No, that was not true, little Amie was alive. The opossum girl was  \nattempting to turn and crawl towards them, even though she was maimed badly.  \n  \nHer breath went wheezing out of the side of her ripped throat, skin flapping,  \nrevealing flesh and her windpipe. But she didn't bleed much.  \n  \nAmie reached out towards the foxes with her right arm in a pleading gesture.  \nHer left was broken just under her elbow, hanging of limply at odd angle.  \nMarik dimly remembered the cracking her bone had made while he had bitten her.  \n  \nShe had made made a bloody smear mark on the floor where she had crawled  \ntowards them, her crotch cut into a gaping hole spurting red and white fluids.  \nHer bladder. Or was it her womb? Was dangling out of her dragged past her on  \nthe floor.  \n  \nMarik and his sister steadied each other as they approached the opossum..  \n  \nThe girl whispered wheezing, pleading. \"You ... weren't ... done.\"  \n  \nMarik met her gaze. The girl was trembling, still hot from a suicidal sex  \ndrive. \"Cut me ... Cut me open. ... Please... Give me the knife.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The knife was still stuck in the tiger behind them. \"Should we really?\"  \nMelanie asked with a weak voice.  \n  \nMarik thought about it, and the thought made him throb once again.  \n  \nHe nodded.  \n  \nMelanie knelt down and helped Amie turn and sit up, leaned against her. Her  \nlegs were spread, and the girl rubbed her sex, even though it was split in  \nhalf by a long cut.  \n  \nThrough it, her vaginal channel and her colon were visible, white meat in the  \nred hole, and her bladder was ripped out, emptied, dangling from two thin  \nwhite strings.  \n  \nMarik staggered back, pulling the knife out of the dead tiger cub, then  \nbrought it back. He knelt down in front of the opossum girl, looking curiously  \nat the insides visible through her cut open bottom.  \n  \nSmiling, rock hard himself, he lowered the knife blade at the lower end of  \nAmie's hole.  \n  \nAmie clenched as Marik cleanly cut in a circle under her tail. He carefully  \ncut around her anus, separating the skin that held it and her vaginal channel  \nin place. Amie gasped as the last bit disconnected, leaving the end of both  \npipes detached in the fox hand's. Immediately both parts protruded out of her  \nmaimed body a bit more.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He pulled them slightly, testing the tension.  \n  \nAmie arched, shivering. \"Yes. Pull it .... Out....\" she whispered wheezing,  \nher eyes turned upwards in bliss. Melanie gasped too as she felt the young cub  \ntense in her lap, so hot and eager such an alien way.  \n  \nAmie's voice would have been a moan if her vocal cords weren't bitten. Instead  \nit was a gurgling wheeze. Trembling she tensed, bracing her body against the  \npull on her insides, pressing her feet against Marik's thighs as he pulled  \nhard. With a flopping sound her womb slid out of her, it and her ovaries  \nspilled over the floor between her trembling legs.  \n  \nNow only her colon still connected into the opossum cub. It was much easier to  \npull. Longer and longer it piled up between Marik's and her legs as the girl  \nsquirmed and rocked from side to side, feeling her insides being pulled  \nthrough her bottom.  \n  \nThe big colon was followed by the thin. It seemed endless, even though the  \ngirls belly, which was heaving and clenching, went thinner and thinner.  \n  \nThe last couple of coils had squirted out of Amie almost on their own, when  \nsuddenly the tension increased. It was hard to belief the pile between them  \nwas supposed to have been inside her. Marik pulled harder.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Amie arched, spasming, flexing and collapsing at the same time. The tension  \nfrom Marik's pull seemed to connect right through, up into her neck. She  \nopened her mouth gasping, gagging.  \n  \nMarik pulled again, harder. Despite her legs against his, Amie was pulled a  \nbit closer to him, her hip lifted up by the strained string coming out of her.  \nUnder her, Melanie had reached for her own sex and rubbed it, open mouthed,  \nimagining what they did to Amie would feel like.  \n  \nThen Marik let go of Amie's colon, letting her drop into Melanie's lap again. The  \ngirl took a moment, trembling, to get her senses together. Her broken arm was  \nthrashing uncontrolled. But with the other she grabbed Marik's knife and  \napplied it to her own throat.  \n  \n\"Pull again!\" she demanded whispering.  \n  \nHe could see how the opossum braced herself, pressing her feet into his legs,  \nthen trembling resisted his pull as he lifted her up once more by her  \ndigestive tract. He could now see what she felt, how her esophagus in her  \nexposed throat tensed, her mouth forced open once more by her weight.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then the knife blade cut into her food pipe. It strained, then ripped. And  \nsomething inside her suddenly gave way.  \n  \nOnce more Amie dropped to the ground, trembling, twitching, holding her  \nstomach with an ecstatic face expression. Marik pulled again. There still was  \nresistance, though something moved. Amie's food pipe was pulled down through  \nher chest. And slowly, with the girl rocking and twitching like crazy, some  \nmore things came out of her. Stomach, liver, even her kidneys followed her  \nbladder outside.  \n  \nAmie arched, grabbing her own chest, her mouth opened for a voiceless scream.  \nHer chest trembled, and something else in her neck strained, left and right of  \nher throat.  \n  \nTrembling, Amie rose the knife to her neck one more time, and severed her  \nthroat completely, a gush of blood emerging. Her pulse, though weak, emptying  \nher in waves.  \n  \nMarik pulled faster, and now something gave way, making a wet slurping,  \nripping sound from within her and her neck.  \n  \nAlmost easily, the rest of Amie's insides emerged from her bottom together  \nwith a huge flood of flowing blood. Her diaphragm had given way and Marik was  \nsurprised to see her lungs and even her heart to emerge from her, still weakly  \nbeating.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; What had just been in her throat came free from between her legs.  \n  \nAnd then nothing more.  \n  \nOnly a few blood vessels that connected to her legs were left, leaving a  \ngaping hole.  \n  \nYet the opossum was somehow still alive, fighting death with wild ecstatic  \nthrashes. Her clenching leg muscles lifted her hip high up and Marik stared  \ninside. She was hollow! He could see all the way through to the light coming  \nin through her throat.  \n  \nAfter seconds Amie's thrashes got weaker, turned into a shuddering, then ebbed  \ndown into a trembling.  \n  \nThen a last clench, a last arching shudder, her mouth open for a moan she  \ncouldn't make. Her eyes met Melanie's but then stared right through her.  \n  \nThen the opossum girl collapsed limply, sending a wave of sexual longing  \nthrough Marik and Melanie, so intense that it almost made them go at each  \nother again.  \n  \nAmie had finally found what she had urged for.  \n  \n  \nThe foxes kept sitting next to the hollowed out corpse for a second, her pile  \nof innards between them. They kept spurting juices for a little while and  \nAmie's exposed heart made a few futile beats that didn't pump her blood  \nanymore.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then the bell rang.  \n  \nNot the normal end of class bell, but a longer ringing, staying, ongoing,  \ndemanding. Something had caused the fire alarm.  \n  \nMarik was first to stand up, Melanie took a bit longer to crawl from under  \nAmie's hollow and surprisingly light body. But her stance was more solid now  \nand she followed Marik to the door on her own.  \n  \nThe door didn't move an inch when Marik tried the handle. But as Melanie  \ntouched it, like an electric jolt went through her and the door sprang open.  \n  \nScreams were audible, distant moans, and the smell of burnt hair and flesh assaulted  \nthe foxes sensitive noses. A young gazelle from a class under them just came  \nrunning around the corner, screaming excited with a hint of fear. A lion boy  \ncame afterwards. He was well hung, at least sixteen. And both of them were  \nnaked.  \n  \nNone of them were paying much attention to the bruised and blood covered fox  \ncouple. The gazelle girl bleated load as the lion caught her and simply lifted  \nher up, laughing. \"Got ya!\"  \n  \nTurning around he yelled \"Got another one! Must be the last!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Someone yelled back laughing \"It's cool, we can always get another class  \nlater.\"  \n  \nMarik and Melanie followed the lion down the corridor in some distance. He  \nwent to an open door that seemed to be the source of the smoke.  \n  \nNot many were in that room. Two more older students, a wolf and an otter. At  \nthe board there was fire damage and several bodies were sprawled around, all  \nso horribly burnt it was hard to say what they were.  \n  \nThe lion placed the gazelle on the floor and led her there. She squirmed but  \nseemed to have a weird anticipation. Obviously she knew what was coming. The  \nlion was about to get a piece of rope to bind her when she protested.  \n  \n\"No. Don't bind me, I'm. I'm staying here, I'm not running away again.\"  \n  \nThe others were cheering. They all had their hands on their dicks in  \nanticipation.  \n  \n\"Ok. But if you run again I'll brake your legs!\" the lion threatened. \"Here,  \nstand here and hold your hands up as if you had been bound. It's not the same  \notherwise.\"  \n  \nThe girl nodded and stood, hands stretched up in the center of the black spot.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When he got a bucket from somewhere, she started shivering, looking at it with  \nbig eyes. But she stood. He poured it over her. It had a strong stinging smell.  \nSome sort of fuel.  \n  \nShe bleated when the liquid hit her and rinsed her all over. She took her  \nhands down and made a few steps backwards.  \n  \n\"Ah just bind her.\" the wolf yelled from the back seats.  \n  \n\"No. I'll be good!\" the gazelle bleated, and shivering stood herself where she  \nhad been, in the same pose.  \n  \n\"I wanna see once, how it looks when they are not bound. She's the last.\" the  \nlion protested, then continued on.  \n  \nThe girl screamed before the match hit her, closed her eyes in anticipation.  \n  \nThen it made a loud whoosh. A wall of heat came of her and a plume of flames  \nrose up to the ceiling.  \n  \nThe girl screamed, but it wasn't the horrid scream of someone on fire. It was  \nhard to say what kind of effect the spell and the flames had on the gazelle.  \nShe was too young for sexual arousal the normal way, yet even stronger she  \nreacted to the sensations of the flames burning her skin all over her body.  \nShe danced, arched, flexed, glanced at her burning hand in front of her in  \ndisbelief. \"I'm on fire. Look. I'm on fire.\" she screamed excited.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She rubbed her hand over her chest skin that was starting to get scorched and  \nnumb. Then she suddenly run off, towards the exit. \"Wheee!\"  \n  \nMarik pulled Melanie out of the way, before the burning girl run past them  \nlike a fire elemental, the sudden rush of air fueling the flames.  \n  \nThe lion ran after her. \"Get her before she torches the place!\" was yelled  \nafter him. \"Yeah, she has to be here when she's finished or we won't feel a  \nthing!\" the otter added.  \n  \nThe foxes continued hurrying towards the exit. Luckily the burning gazelle had  \ntaken the other way, trailing a cloud of black smoke and the smell of burnt  \nflesh.  \n  \nBefore the stairs down they passed the chemistry lab. Here, too were a few  \nolder students who must have had their lesson there. Somewhere they had gotten  \na big pot that was partially filled with a brownish liquid. A teacher was  \nlaying on the floor, dead, his face torn of by what must have been an  \nexplosion. What remained of the class was cheering a pair of cheetahs,  \nentering the pot. They were naked. The liquid around their feet bubbled, and  \nthey screamed, but then grabbed each other and started having sex.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Soon the pair collapsed into the boiling liquid, their feet just bleeding  \nstumps, and the acid consumed their bodies. In a frenzy they made love to each  \nother until they had nothing left to make love with. They kept rubbing and  \nhugging until their bodies literally fell apart and dissolved. The foxes too  \nfelt the emitting wave that turned the class in there on like crazy.  \n  \nQuickly they continued down the stairs.  \n  \nAnother, older girl was obviously also running for the exit. The teenage cow  \ngave the foxes a horrified glance, then kept running down towards the main  \nexit. The door stood open.  \n  \nWhen the foxes followed her slower, they noticed that the cow had run directly  \nin the arms of what seemed to be a teacher and the school caretaker.  \n  \nThe latter had a chainsaw.  \n  \n\"Where do you think you are going?\" the teacher yelled at her greedily, his  \nvoice betraying darker motives. Then ripped her clothes of.  \n  \nBlood was on the floor.  \n  \nAn older student was there too and gladly helped holding the screaming girl.  \nFrantically she tried to get away, for some reason less affected by the spell  \nthan others.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then the sound of the chainsaw overscreamed her, and it took surprisingly long  \nuntil her horridly painful face expression turned to the mindless bliss so  \nmany others showed.  \n  \nWhile the chainsaw ate through her body, slowly, starting from between her  \nlegs, ripping through her sex, up through her torso, literally sawing her in  \nhalf.  \n  \nThe cow rocked, shuddering as the saw's teeth ripped through her belly, then  \nher chest. A final arch as the blade cut into her neck. Then her two halves  \nseparated twitching and fell to the ground, gore splattering out of it.  \n  \nMelanie retreated behind the corner and started to get down another corridor  \ninstead. It was a side wing of the building. It housed to the office section.  \nA cafeteria for the teachers, meeting rooms and the board's offices were  \nthere. And another exit door.  \n  \nMelanie and Marik held their steps again, when half a class of little boys and  \ngirls were waiting in front of the headmaster's office. A teacher forced them  \nin.  \n  \nThe foxes continued, as silent as possible, staying close to the wall.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"These five were found guilty of sexual harassment. You need to take action!\"  \nthe sound of a very old and bitter bird sounded. They knew the voice, she was  \nthe scary and cruel board secretary. If you ever had gotten detention, she was  \nthe place you were sent to hand it in, and she'd judge you. But her voice  \nsounded insane now. She seemed to have snapped.  \n  \nOne or two teachers sounded excited. \"One by one, without clothes. In front of  \nthe board! You first.\"  \n  \nMelanie and Marik where just about to sneak past the door, when a shot was  \nfired within. They heard a gasp, then a thud as the headmaster had shot one of  \nthe girls, his hand in his crotch.  \n  \nThe goat was twitching on the floor in mindless spasms, one of her eyes  \ndangling out, her tongue lolling. A big hole gaped in her head, while lumps of  \nher mind were oozing from the blood sprayed blackboard that used to hold the  \nteaching schedules.  \n  \n\"Next!\" the old elephant in a suit yelled.  \n  \nShivering the little fox boy they had helped when coming to school this morning  \nspoke up. \"I didn't do anything, they forced me in there, it was...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\*BANG\\*  \n  \nThe boy was looking down at his chest.  \n  \n\"But. .. But, but ... It wasn't .. It doesn't ....\" he stumbled with a  \nsurprised, slightly excited look on his face. Then his eyes suddenly turned  \nupwards and he collapsed. The wave that emitted from him and drove the spells  \npower further rocked through the foxes, made them twitch.  \n  \nMelanie and Marik ran down the hallway now. The old hawk lady looked out of  \nthe office and yelled past them, her voice over pitched.  \n  \n\"No running on the corridors! Two afternoons detention!\"  \n  \nAt the end was an external door. It was locked, no matter how hard they  \npulled, it wouldn't open. But somewhere behind them they knew was the hawk  \nlady, they had to get away!  \n  \nSo they went up another flight of stairs, leading to the wing's attic.  \n  \nSurprisingly enough, this door wasn't locked. Marik closed it behind them,  \nlocking a lever in place.  \n  \nThey looked around in the dusty place, supporting each other, trembling,  \nexhausted. Light fell in through dusty little roof windows. Files were stocked  \nin boxes and crates. Old typewriter machines, a few monitors. Old office desks  \nand chairs.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As they calmed down, the demon's spoke to them again.  \n  \n\"Stay here!\" Marik heard a voice in his mind.  \n  \nIt was Shiakci, whom he hadn't even been aware of since the start of all this.  \n  \nShiakea was there too.  \n  \n\"You are safe here for now. The spell will soon end, and you have made it.  \nThey will eventually find you here, when they search the place.\"  \n  \nIn the distance once could hear sirens. Firefighters, maybe police.  \n  \n\"You will be the only ones left alive, we made sure of it. But you must sleep  \nnow!\"  \n  \nWith that, the world went black for both foxes, and they collapsed on the  \nfloor, arms still around each other.  \n  \n----  \n  \nSirens were audible, coming closer. Half a class of over hyped teenagers sat  \nin the physics lecture room and watched a naked leopard girl. Her arm was a  \nstump, the end shuttered. She had just held it in a big pot of liquid super  \ncold fluid. She had looked at it, poking it with her other hand, surprised at  \nthe lack of feeling. When she had hit it on the table it had shattered to  \npieces.  \n  \nNow two other students were pouring the entire pot over her. It had a formula  \nwritten on it and several big yellow warning signs. The fluid washed over her,  \nboiling at incredible cold temperature. Ice cold steam rose around her in  \nthick clouds. The very air around her seemed to freeze over. She felt her legs  \ntense, her feet tingling. The cold was like a million needles, especially  \nwhere her skin was thin and sensitive. She felt the it invade her, felt her  \nflesh freezing. It felt like cold fire all over her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; In seconds she found herself unable to move. Her skin frozen, solid. The cold  \ncreeping up with the ice cold steam, freezing her fur that became brittle like  \ntiny icicles. Her eyes froze in place, her tongue, even her breath seemed to  \nfreeze in her lungs.  \n  \nBut though she turned into a completely solid block, she was still aware. And  \nwhile her life left her, a different heat built up in her very core, wile her  \nheart was still beating. It was like a pressure increasing, searching a way  \nout that wasn't there. She wanted to scream in pleasure, pain, ecstasy, but  \ncouldn't.  \n  \nHer entire body urged for release when finally her heart froze over, did a  \nlast beat, stopped frozen solid. Overcharged with her unnatural pleasure with  \nno way out but the spell. She felt herself trapped in an ice block that used  \nto be her body.  \n  \nHer frozen body saw the door open, and a black figure enter, in the center of  \na ball of flames. The little girl was burning, her skin black and falling off,  \nher bones exposed, her species only guessable.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She had no voice as she run towards her, flames even inside her body, burning  \nin her belly, lighting her chest bones from within, consumed by the flames.  \n  \nThe flames, too, licked on the cold liquid on the floor, made it burn, sent  \nflames out in the room that seemed to turn everything into liquid fire,  \nflooding all surfaces. But yet she made more steps, came close, came so close.  \n  \nThat moment she ultimately loved that little girl, wanted to embrace her, be  \none with her. And the burning little gazelle, barely holding together as her  \nflesh turned to ash felt the same.  \n  \nThe world flew apart as the both the girls burst.  \n  \nHer body turned into a million tiny icicles that shot outside, met with a wall  \nof flames as the burning gazelle too disintegrated. Frozen, burning shrapnel  \nperforated the other students in the room even before the fire hit them.  \nDigging holes into walls, ceiling, furniture, floor. The tension in her frozen  \nbody had been too much to take the others heat. Fire and Ice found each other  \nand erupted. Windows were blown out, shards fell on the streets below.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; More air turned the evaporated fluid into a ball of fire that rose in a giant  \ncloud of fire.  \n  \nBut even more so, the spells own energy went out in a shock wave that reached  \nbeyond the walls, raced through the rooms and through the remaining fur's very  \nhearts.  \n  \nAnd their hearts couldn't take it. All the turn on, all the frenzy drive was  \ntoo much. Students and teachers were clasping their chests alike in disbelief  \nas the very spell that they had helped to build up, ended in a cataclysm. The  \nhearts of those remaining alive stopped beating, the bodies dropped to the  \nfloor even before the shock wave from the explosion echoed from the walls,  \nshattering windows and breaking doors. The spell was broken.  \n  \n----  \n  \nThe main gate of the school dropped, as a firetruck drove it down with  \nwhining sirens. A police squad car followed it and a squad of dog's in uniform  \ndisembarked.  \n  \n\"We have a body here.\"  \n  \n\"Smoke is coming from the third and fourth floor, main building. Guide the  \nfirefighters in!\"  \n  \n\"What the hell happened here? It looks like in a damn slaughterhouse!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I found another stiff one. Looks unharmed but no heartbeat.\"  \n  \n\"Get ambulances here! Lots of them!\"  \n  \n\"Oh my god, look at the dead children!\"  \n  \n----  \n  \n  \nEND  \n  \n  \n  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n"}