# The Dog that Fucked The Dean

Author: Rudiel
Tags: Admittance, Angst, Arousal, Barefoot, Cat, College, Comedy, Dog, Dragon, Drama, God, Horny, Humiliation, Magic, Nudity, Penis, Pheromones, Plot Development, Public Nudity, Reveal, dean, embarrassment, hung, popular, sadness, secret

_Geffa has threatened Randal to keep their sexual relationship a secret, but after being confronted on her behavior, Geffa makes the decision to let everyone know what she has done with Randal... and what better opportunity than a college assembly?_
  

I didn't think about it when I planned this story out, but this is another end of an act. the act began with Geffa sleeping with Randal and it ends with Geffa telling the school. Randal's story is not done yet but it's entering a new era.
  

I don't think I have ever written a story that dealt with perspectives across a location. I hope I did a good job and the story is not confusing. Let me know in the comments if you like
  
  

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[i]Geffa is the godly dean of Barksville CC but the dragon lady has been criticized for how she treats the students, in particular one mastiff student named Randal. She had an extended sex session with him but then threatened the mastiff to tell no one about what they had done together. Not a week later, Geffa had sex with him again, but this time in a larger, mightier form-- scaring the poor Randal and sending him into an insane state.  
  
After being confronted about her mistreatment by her fellow gods, Geffa expressed regret for treating Randal so poorly. But how would she remedy the situation?[/i]  
  
  
  
It was a Monday and the start of the second week of class since Barksville CC re-opened its doors. It had only been a week of school and already students had already gotten used to attending class as a humanoid animal and having a humanoid animal as a teacher. The new curicculums-- very innovative curicculums-- and excited students.  
  
Randal went to class like everyone else. The mastiff was dressed in a nice sweater and some rusty brown pants. He walked on bare feet coming out of the zoology classroom.  
  
It was a half day. Everyone had class for the first half but the school day would finish after an assembly that everyone had to attend.   
  
There was a half hour before it would begin, though. It was Randal's instinct to meet up with his friends in the west side plaza between classes. But just as Randal started his walk en route to the plaza, he thought about talking with his friends.   
  
Ever since his afternoon with Geffa-- the afternoon where he fucked her while she was in a giant form that left him hallucinating and having trouble grasping reality-- Randal was having trouble talking to his friends. They all witnessed him come home and look completely out of it. He startled his housemates and his condition got to his girlfriend's ear, scaring her too. They wanted to talk about it but Randal couldn't mention it to them because Geffa would kill him if he told anyone about the times he and Geffa had sex!  
  
Randal walked the halls, to a destination he did not want to arrive at.   
  
There were students of all kinds walking the walls with him-- some short, some tall, and some zoomans so tall they had to duck down to keep themselves from hitting the ceiling lights but thankfully the college was going to rearrange its geometry sometime in the future so that the ceilings could be much higher and extra-tall persons could walk without problem.  
  
Clothing was assorted, with many students using that day, like every day, as a fashion opportunity. Some students were outright naked, with Randal getting a glimpse at a nude fox girl with her vagina out in the open. But everyone was so very, very barefoot.  
  
Randal made way to the western plaza saw Brandy in the rivers of students walking around. How could he mistake her for anyone else with her snowy white fur and ample fatness? With her mop of black hair, she was indistinguishable.   
  
The mastiff walked up, dragging his arms at his sides. When Brandy saw him she jogged up him, with her arms out. Randal was obligated to open his arms and embrace her with a big hug. She laughed as she grabbed him; he chuckled quietly.  
  
"So did you want to hang out after the demonstration?" asked Brandy.  
  
Randal stared at for a second, then nodded. "Yeah... yeah."  
  
In Brandy's eyes, Randal had been distant the last couple days. Something happened on Thursday that kept Randal at school overnight but for all the questioning that Randal got over the weekend-- either from Brandy or others-- the dog wouldn't say what happened.   
  
"Everything ok?" asked Brandy.  
  
Randal nodded with the confidence of a schoolchild. "Yeah... everything's ok."  
  
"You've been quiet since last week," said Brandy. "Did you want to--"  
  
"[i]I forgot something,[/i]" said Randal. "I'll see you later." And he snapped away from Brandy. He backed up into another student, causing the student to protest and shout at him. Randal struggled to get his bearings and dashed away.  
  
Brandy was left alone and with disappointment. What was going on with Randal? In another world she would have assumed he was cheating on her, but that sort of thing didn't exist in their world now with how open everyone was. Brandy almost wished it [i]was[/i] cheating because then she would at least know what was bothering Randal.  
  
The fat cat stood there, lost in her thoughts. Cutting out of the crowd and chatting amongst one another, Randal's roommates (and Brandy's newest friends) came to the plaza to chat. They saw how sunk Brandy looked and suspected it was Randal related.  
  
Elizabeth, a collie with a tight figure, asked, "What's wrong, Brandy?"  
  
Brandy looked up. She stroke a weave of hair back. "Did you guys get Randal to talk about what's been going on? Did you find out what happened to him?"  
  
Their faces fell. Over the weekend, they prodded Randal like Brandy did but they couldn't get him to talk about anything.  
  
Patrice sighed. The chubby great dane slapped her hands on her pants. "We couldn't find out anything. He kept to his room a lot... or he just wasn't in the house much at all." She walked up to Brandy and rubbed the cat's flabby back. "You know... we don't know him [i]that[/i] well. We've been roommates for about a year but we've only been friends for a few weeks, really. He's our friend but there's a lot we don't know about him."  
  
Brandy sighed and leaned against the wall. "And me? I've known him less." The white cat waved her leg around. The three others joined her in ducking close to the wall, backing out of the walking paths of students.  
  
Patrice grimaced. Her words had brought Brandy down-- even further it seemed. The great dane cursed her mouth.  
  
Brandy got up and walked down the halls. The others joined her, the four of them walking in a square formation, like a raft floating along a river of hall pedestrians.  
  
"Maybe we can do some spy shit!" said Todd, "Like put security cameras in his room. Or a tape recorder!"  
  
Brandy leered over at Todd. "I don't want to resort to spy things." She thought about it again, looking upwards and wondering. "We might have to, though."  
  
"These things take time," said Elizabeth. She stopped herself. "[i]Maybe[/i]. I don't know sure what [i]it[/i] is but maybe it's something that Randal has to deal with himself."  
  
Brandy grinned, more for the others than herself. "Right."  
  
The four of them walked off to western auditorium hall to watch the demonstration. It was going to start soon.  
  
  
  
A single auditorium was not large enough to house all of the college's students. Not only were their too few seats, the main assembly hall had yet to install doors large enough for extra-tall persons. That was ok, though, because for all of the setbacks that the college had, its audio/video set-up was state of the art and up and running and the demonstration would be broadcast all over the school, including places like the cafeteria which had larger doors for larger students.  
  
Geffa stood up on the stage, dressed in her usual white lady suit with skirt. The dragon lady watched the students and crew set up a network of wires and plugs, including Dillie-- a short goat boy that wore a red hat. He was responsible for setting up the network and Geffa might have liked him since he did a good job and was one of the most competent people on her staff.  
  
There were rows of seats of increasing height as they got to the back but in the front row, in the center, there was an empty spot meant for the camera. It was a very modern camera, one from the human world kept intact in their new zooman world. It was the camera that would broadcast the demonstration across the college to the other gathering places.  
  
There was a screen at the back of the stage too. Dillie turned on the feed and shot Geffa to show her face on the screen behind her. Geffa turned to the camera. "All working then?"  
  
"I think so," said Dillie.  
  
Geffa strutted down the stairs off the stage, the claws on her feet making nice taps with every step, and walked over to Dillie. "I would prefer more than just thinking so."  
  
Dillie stammered. "Uh... It's working."  
  
"Good," said Geffa. She put a hand on the goat's shoulder. "Good job, student."  
  
The dragon dean walked off. Dillie blushed, having gotten a compliment from a lady so sexy-- the dean of the school, in fact! A few other students, friends of Dillie's, walked over.  
  
"Fuck, Dillie," said Oleksiy, a skunk, "You might get to be the first student to fuck the dean at this rate!"  
  
One of the students, a skink girl, slid up beside Oleksiy, playfully rubbing his arm. "That's not true! I heard there's a student that had sex with her."  
  
A few other students flocked to Dillie to hear the conversation. A budgie guy said, "[i]Somebody[/i] had sex with her, I don't think it was a student, though. She's always hanging out with that blue goat professor guy." The budgie gestured his hands around his eyes. "The one with the glowing eyes."  
  
"Who knows with all the wizard people at this school?" said Oleksiy.  
  
Dillie looked at Geffa walking up the stairs and out of the auditorium.  
  
"I would [i]love[/i] to be the first, though!" said Oleksiy.  
  
Everyone broke into a cackle of cheers, laughter, and smarmy smiles. Everyone knew that they had the sexiest dean around!  
  
  
  
Randal went back up to the zoology classroom-- the halls cleared out from students-- but for what reason? He wasn't actually missing anything. It was just a lie to get away. He needed to get away from Brandy and to avoid his friends. They were asking questions he could not answer.  
  
He walked down the hall alone, his head sunk.  
  
On the speaker came the announcement with a lady's voice coming on. "Attention all students. The demonstration will begin in a few minutes. Please find a television to watch the demonstration on or enter the main auditorium."  
  
Randal sighed. He had to get it over with. "Might as well..."  
  
The whole school had to watch. Many feared the wrath of the faculty if they skipped with a couple students telling others that some of the teachers threatened them with a bedwetting problem if they missed the demonstration. With everyone crowding in lounges, plazas, some classrooms and the two auditoriums, Randal realized how big the student body was at the Barksville. Was the student population always so large?  
  
The answer was no. The god beings of the land enrolled new students when they took over the town. Some of the students were older. Some parents went to that school that day too. Everyone had to watch the demonstration.  
  
Randal didn't care where he was going to see the demonstration. He walked by the door to the lounge by the cafeteria. It would do, he thought. He went inside and saw a crowd of students watching one of the big TV's they installed in the wall. He sat at the back of the crowd, at a table by himself, positioning himself just right so he could see the TV between a few of the taller students.  
  
He was alone meanwhile on the other side of the school, Brandy, Elizabeth, Patrice, and Todd had taken to the western auditorium to get seated. Along with Randal, they agreed that's where they would watch the demonstration. They walked into the large dark hall-- which was mostly a movie theater in its fucntion-- where there was a large screen at the front broadcasting the seminar from the other auditorium.  
  
They got seated towards the back of the audience, with Brandy having to squeeze her large size into a seat that was too small to be perfectly comfortable. Folds of fat hung over the handles. Elizabeth took her side and the other kids got seated too.   
  
The crowd was bustling.  
  
Brandy looked around, squinting her eyes in the dark. "I don't see Randal anywhere."  
  
Elizabeth saw Brandy looking sad and a bit of anger fired within her, anger directed at Randal. The collie crossed her legs and batted her feet against the legs of the seat in front of her.  
  
"He'll turn up," said Patrice, speaking across Elizabeth's lap. "Whatever is going on with him..." but then the great dane sighed. She didn't know how to finish that sentence. She wasn't sure he'd turn up either.  
  
"I could sniff him out," said Todd. The doberman pointed to his nose. "I got his scent on profile. I could find him!"  
  
Brandy waved a hand. "No... It's ok."  
  
There was another moment of silence to stew in Brandy's sadness and worry for Randal. It was a reminder that even in a wonderful world of animal sex, there could still be heartbreak.  
  
"You know, Brandy," said Todd, "since Randal is blowing you off, want me to be your boyfriend for now?"  
  
Elizabeth crossed her arms and glared over at the doberman. "Lay off, Todd."  
  
Todd sunk in his seat. Brandy shook off her sadness and concentrated on the presentation. The feed came in and the stage from the other theater appeared on the video. The student body president walked on stage: Calliope a chesty and bespectacled Saint Bernard dog. She stood before the microphone stand and the demonstration was about to begin.  
  
  
  
Geffa could have done the whole presentation herself, but she was encouraged to involve the staff and students into running the communal parts of how the college was run. Geffa stood in the backstage of the main auditorium, peeking around the curtain up to the stage as Calliope started the seminar off, getting everyone's attention with her jovial nature and large chest size.  
  
Eustice, big motherly panda zooman and assistant at the college, approached Geffa.  
  
"You are going to tell the truth, correct?" said Eustice.  
  
Geffa dragged her expression away, eyes narrowing. "This again?"  
  
"You have to tell everyone about what you did," said Eustice. "The rumors need to be dispelled." The panda woman dropped her face. "I've had to keep the truth from Brandy, about you and Randal, and the poor cat girl has been so heartbroken that she's been barely eating!" Eustice took a hand to her side, shaking her head. "She only ate five meals yesterday..."  
  
"I'm going to tell them!" said Geffa, careful not to shout. "Sit tight."  
  
Up on stage, Calliope gestured at the edge of the curtain where Geffa lurked. Big smile on her face, Calliope said, "And here she is! Our dean, Geffa!"  
  
There was mild cheer. Many students were scared of the dragon dean and knew of her power. Some cheered out of worry if they did not. Geffa straightened her jacket and stepped out from the curtain. She held her snout up high and kept a quiet smile on her face. She nodded at Calliope as she passed and went on the stage.  
  
Walking up to the mic, Geffa looked out at the audience, glanced at the camera that Dillie was manning, and straightened her back.  
  
"Greetings, students," said Geffa. "As your student president said, I am your dean, Geffa. I am glad to be the dean of Barksville CC and you should be glad too, as I am a very effective in this role."  
  
She looked around, then over at the curtains to see Eustice giving her a stern look.  
  
Geffa chuckled, a bead of sweat forming on her brown. "Before I begin, I would like to clarify something."  
  
Everyone paid close attention, with some students leaning forward in their seats, wondering what the dean could have in the store. Eustice bit her lip. In the auditorium on the other side of the school, Brandy was slumped in her seat but leaned up at Geffa's comment-- feeling like it might be relevant to her angst. Randal was huddled in the lounge and playing with his claws while he had half of an eye on the television screen. There was Geffa-- the creature that allured Randal close but never let him inside. Randal turned away, his eyes watering.  
  
Geffa took a big breath in and let it out, heaving her cleavage. "There have been rumors that I have been sleeping with students... Particularly, that I had a very loud and raucous session with a student in the gymnasium last week..."  
  
The crowd uttered-- both in the lounge with Randal and all over the college. Even if the zooman world was way hornier than the human world they all left behind a month ago, it was still weird for the head of the college to be so forward about sex and accusations of the nature.  
  
Randal leaned up. Was Geffa going to mention it?  
  
Geffa took the microphone off the stand and walked around the stage. "The truth is, I did. I've been having sex with students, and I--" The students burst into cheer. Some whistled. Big smiles stretched across the faces of the students in the audience, so bright that they could be seen through the darkness.   
  
Geffa scowled. "Oh don't you jeer me." Geffa gestured at her body, her loins specifically. "You wouldn't do anything different. Do you know the temptations that come from manifesting a form like this?" Her comments did nothing to quell the ecstatic student body. Geffa turned her snout up. "If I am going to take a zooman form to relate to your mortals, you should expect that I would have the urges that come with it."  
  
Eustice watched from the curtain. The dean wasn't making a good impression but at least she was cutting to the chase to talk to the students about her desires, something Eustice knew Geffa was ashamed about.  
  
"All of us ascendant ones deal with [i]attraction[/i] when we take these forms," said Geffa. "I am hardly the only one."  
  
The students of that auditorium settled down although many continued to snicker and cheer. Their dean was a [i]horndog![/i] How could anyone not find that amusing? In the other auditorium, the cheers were loud and spirited, having not a Geffa present to scowl at them for being so open about her attractions. People were jumping out of their seats with excitement!  
  
Towards the back, Brandy and her friends were rather quiet. Todd and Patrice snickered to each other. Elizabeth was over it. The collie had assumed that Geffa was getting some even if it was a surprise to hear the dragon say it out loud. Elizabeth looked over at Brandy though. Brandy stared out with a look of curiosity and like a revelation was brewing within her.  
  
And the lounge by the cafeteria? The lounge was popping. They were cheering and screaming like everyone else, but Randal was in the back-- his heart beating fast. Was Geffa going to tell everyone about them?  
  
Back in the main theater, Geffa wagged her large dragon tail around while she walked around the stage. "In fact, I have been enamored with one student in particular. One that--" She felt her ladyhood burn and her scent clouded out of her body, rising from her loins into the air-- "makes me so [i]heated[/i] just thinking about him."  
  
Oh god, thought Randal. She's going to tell everyone!  
  
"I need Randal to come to the stage," said Geffa.  
  
Brandy was dumbfounded. Randal had been fucking the dean? Was that why he was acting so weird? Was he ashamed? Elizabeth and the others were just as shocked-- Patrice and Todd's snickering had stopped like a car hitting a wall. Geffa, who was living in the house with them at one point, fucked Randal. When was that?  
  
Some people noticed Randal in the lounge and just as they were about to say something to him, he disappeared. In an instant, the mastiff sitting quietly at the table was gone, leaving an empty chair.  
  
Randal appeared on the stage with Geffa-- he had to adjust to suddenly standing upright and staring out into the crowd. He put his hands out to gain his balance. He was standing on a stage... very suddenly. He got his bearing and rested his hands at his side.  
  
Geffa looked at the mastiff. "There you are." Geffa addressed the crowd. "This here is Randal the mastiff. I was the one to warp his household when we ascendants first came to your town. I was the one that transformed him into the handsome dog you see before you." She took a hand to Randal's cheek and wiggled his flabby cheeks. "He peed his pants when he got transformed."  
  
Eustice watched, stroking the curtain nervously. She wasn't expecting to involve Randal directly but at least she was coming clean.  
  
"No, I didn't!" said Randal, backing away from Geffa's grasp.  
  
Geffa snickered. "We'll take your word for it." She walked around Randal, gliding a hand on his back. "He's handsome, isn't he students? It's no wonder that I wanted to [i]mate[/i] with him. But keep in mind I had a lot of time to see him without any clothes on. Come on, Randal. Strip for the students!"  
  
Randal stared; half mortified, half annoyed. He did nothing, so Geffa snapped her fingers and then nothing was on Randal's body. The crowd cheered again as they got a glimpse at the dog boy, completely in the buff. His chubby belly, fatty cheeks, and hefty dong were for everyone to see.  
  
The mastiff squeaked and covered up his bits, staring out into the world in horror.  
  
Eustice smiled wide. "Geffa always likes things dramatic!"  
  
Brandy and them were mortified for their mastiff friend. There he was, on stage and completely in the nude, trying to hide his bits like they were a bag of weed. In the time that they had been zooman, Elizabeth, Patrice, Todd and Brandy had their share of being forced to be nude in public, but never to the scale of it being broadcast all over school.  
  
"Is this for real?" asked Patrice.  
  
Elizabeth shook her head and dipped it into a hand. "I don't even know anymore..."  
  
Geffa laughed and walked across the stage to Randal's side, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Come on, now, dog. Show yourself."  
  
Randal gave Geffa an angry look but realized it wasn't going to do anything so he relaxed, took in a deep breath and removed his hands from his crotch. The crowd ooohed and Randal could have sworn her heard some cheer from students outside the auditorium.  
  
There it was, Randal's dick. It was flaccid but still meaty as it hung over two large balls.  
  
Geffa pointed at the cameraman. "Get a closeup on this." She gestured at Randal's dick.  
  
Dillie was embarrassed for Randal but did as the dean asked and focused the camera on Randal's genitals. Dillie had to be impressed-- the goat boy's cock wasn't nearly as large.   
  
Geffa swallowed. "Look at this... [i]cannon[/i]." She reached down and picked up the shaft of Randal's meaty cock. Randal winced, nervous to have the dean touch him, but the mastiff couldn't help but feel the surge flow in his loins when those dragon fingers clutched his shaft. Everyone watched as Randal's cock got hard.  
  
"Is it any surprise that I wanted to--" Geffa leaned close, rubbing her breasts into Randal's shoulder-- "wanted to mate with this dog?"  
  
The crowd had their cheers and shouts but seeing Geffa up there, stroking and playing with the naked dog student, the amusement that many students had turned into arousal. They stared with intensity.  
  
The revelation that Randal had sex with Geffa caught Brandy off guard. her boyfriend... was inside one of the sexiest persons around? Brandy breathed like she was the breeze. She splayed her toes and rubbed her feet together. She licked her lips and crossed her legs.  
  
Geffa took her arm around Randal's back. "The first time I had sex with Randal here we did it all over the college." She turned back and looked at the screen. She pointed at it and the feed changed to a bunch of pictures-- pictures of Randal and Geffa completely naked when they had sex around the college a couple weeks ago.  
  
The cheer returned. The student body was on board with Geffa airing her sexy laundry to the public. There was a photo with them fucking against a locker, one of them masturbating together in a classroom, one of them walking down the halls in the nude, and several others. The photos were a little far off so nobody could get a great look at Geffa's naked body but there was enough for some students to get hard with.  
  
"It was a magnificent afternoon," said Geffa.  
  
She walked up to the screen and pointed at one picture of them fucking on the roof. Geffa's eyes were wild and she breathed fire into the air. She smiled. "He was so good... he made me [i]flamegasm[/i]!"  
  
No student needed to be explained what that meant. Even if they had never experienced an orgasm so good they shot flames, they knew how impressive it was for that to happen. The college was full of erect students. Eustice herself was getting a little moist hearing her friend describe her sexual triumphs. The panda dragged her fingers down the curtain, murring to herself.  
  
Elizabeth was quiet but Patrice was snickering again. Todd fanned himself-- it was getting [i]hot[/i] in that auditorium. The collie looked over at Brandy and the cat looked like someone was fingering her in the ass with how scrunched her face was.  
  
Geffa walked back to the front of the stage, Randal still standing there awkwardly with his cock semi-erect. The dragon dean peered back and snapped her fingers again, changing the slide on the screen to one when Geffa turned into a giant and had sex with Randal again. Geffa, over ten feet tall. Randal, normal size but trying his best.  
  
"One day I was very, [i]very[/i] wanting for Randal," said Geffa, "and I was so wanting that I had to unleash one of my more... monstrous forms before I [i]played[/i] with this pooch here. If you heard a story about me having sex with someone in the gymnasium, this was the event."  
  
The pictures featured Randal in between Geffa's big legs, fucking her with her waist coming up to his while she was laying down. There was a photo with Geffa and Randal side by side-- one Randal knew was never taken. It must had been created by Geffa herself, using her magic. Geffa's cooch was more visible for a photo of that size.  
  
The students were silenced. Having sex with a giant woman? Impossible... or was it? Dillie, still manning the camera, had an erection on the front of his pants. He had never shot something so aroused before but he was open to new experiences.  
  
Elizabeth looked over at Brandy, who was squirming in her seat like she had a squirrel in her pants.  
  
"Brandy?" said Elizabeth.  
  
Brandy turned to Elizabeth in agony. Her face was flushed. "Randal... he had sex with Geffa in a giant form!?"  
  
At least she didn't seem sad anymore, only so horny it was going to give Brandy a heart attack. The smell of cat pheromones was heavy in the air. Elizabeth took Brandy's hand and held it tight. "God... Randal's a real champ, huh?"  
  
Brandy took Elizabeth's hand and they cuddled close, both of them relieved that the truth was out.  
  
Geffa kicked the microphone cable back over to the stand. "I may be a being of greater power than all of you combined, but..." She smiled and turned profile so that everyone could see her heave her chest-- "as long as I am in this zoomanoid form, I will have the same kinds of attractions as you."  
  
Geffa gave one last look at Randal in the nude. She smirked and then Randal's clothes were back. From head to toe (or ankle because Randal was not wearing shoes), Randal was re-dressed in the clothes he had on earlier.  
  
"Glad we could clear that up," said Geffa. She waved at Randal. "You are excused, Randal."  
  
Randal hesitated for a few seconds, but walked off the stage. He had all eyes on him as he stepped down the stairs to the door. Everyone stared as he left the auditorium and, even in the darkness, Randal saw boners visible on tented pants. Were the boners aimed at him?  
  
  
  
The halls were empty but there was the muttering of cheering and chatter coming from every angle. If it wasn't the auditorium pouring that noise through the walls, Randal could hear the thunder of crowds coming from classrooms of demonstration watchers. Watchers screamed and barked, their noises echoing through open doors and ringing down the halls.  
  
Randal smirked. Geffa said it. The weight was off of the dog's shoulders. The others knew about it now so he could talk to them about it.  
  
The dog raced through the halls. Brandy was somewhere in that school, and just as he turned the corner, there she was. The lovable white cat with a big weight problem.   
  
"Brandy..." said Randal.  
  
"Randal..." said Brandy, her eyes shimmering with mist.  
  
Elizabeth, Patrice, and Todd were following her, the friends checking to see if she was ok after spontaneously bolting from the auditorium.  
  
Randal walked up to Brandy. They stood before each other, still for a moment, but then Randal took Brandy's hands.  
  
"I'm sorry, Brandy," said Randal. "I wasn't able to tell you."  
  
"You really scared me," said Brandy. She thought for a moment. Randal would have realized that. The cat took a moment to let the anger drain out of her. She rubbed his hand. "You weren't allowed to talk about it, huh?"  
  
Randal shook his head. A tear rolled down his furry cheek. "Geffa said I wasn't allowed. Or she would kill me. But now I think that was not a real threat." He winced and scratched the back of his head. "Or... I don't know. That's what I've been told... she was just joking."  
  
Brandy reached around the mastiff and gave him a big hug. Trembling hands took Brandy's form and squeezed her close. Randal pressed his snout into Brandy's flabby neck and sobbed. "It's ok... it's ok..." said Brandy.  
  
They relaxed and stared at each other for a second. They leaned into each other for a kiss. It was a true kiss of love.  
  
Randal looked out to the others, and after drying his tears saw that Todd has a bulge on his pants. Randal's sorrow turned to annoyance. His eyes addressed Todd's erect bump. "Is this the right time, Todd?"  
  
"Whut?" said Todd. He looked down. "Oh..." Todd leaned up, but said nothing. What could he have said? Hearing about Randal fucking the dean was hot.  
  
"What's got him hard?" asked Randal.  
  
But that's when Randal got scent of heavy pheromones. It was Brandy and something got her very [i]heated[/i].  
  
Randal leaned up. "What happened? Why are you so horny?"  
  
Brandy bit her lip and looked at Randal, pleading with her eyes. "Did you seriously fuck the dean?"  
  
The others walked close. As Elizabeth and Patrice got close, he could smell their aroused scents too. Randal stretched a crooked smile on his maw. He blushed. "Ummm... yeah."  
  
Brandy moaned, squeezing her eyes and cheeks. "Oh my God... Even when she was a ten foot demon?"  
  
Randal nodded. "Yeah. It was... intense. That's why I was out of it last week. Having sex with her in that form made my brain crazy."  
  
"We thought you were super high," said Patrice. She smirked. "It was pretty cute of you to be so shy about getting high, at least that's what we thought."  
  
Brandy, Elizabeth and Todd stared at Randal like he was a god needing worship and it was in that moment that Randal realized that him having sex with Geffa twice was an impressive thing to do and that privilege wasn't given to just anyone. His mind took him back to his mindset when he was a human where the idea of him having sex with his dean was absurd, and then it all made sense.  
  
Randal giggled, blushing more. "Guess it's pretty unusual for a guy like me to score with the dean."  
  
Elizabeth stepped forward, bumping Brandy out of the way with the collie's hips. She took Randal's sleeve. "What was it [i]like!?[/i] Was it super warm inside her vagina?" Elizabeth tugged Randal close. "What did her vagina look like?"  
  
"Like a vagina," said Randal. "No different from yours. Well, aside from the scales."  
  
Geffa's voice was heard in the distance but it was replaced by Calliope's. The dean was done her part of the presentation, they assumed. There was the sound of the steel door closing. Some taps approached Randal and the others, and they looked over to see the dragon dean herself walking down the hallway, followed by Eustice.  
  
"Randal..." said Geffa. "Could we talk in my office?"  
  
"Yeah," said Randal. He looked over at his friends. "Uhhh..."  
  
"They can come, too," said Geffa.  
  
Randal and his friends followed Geffa and Eustice. It sounded like Calliope was closing up the presentation.  
  
  
  
As Randal and his friends walked through the halls, the demonstration was adjourned and students poured out of the auditoriums, classrooms and whatever places that they chose to watch the assembly. Many of them recognized Randal right away. He was one of the few mastiffs on campus and his blond hair was distinct, but if it weren't for that it was the fact that he was walking with Geffa-- the dragon dean that he "slayed".  
  
People cheered, smiled, and whistled as they passed by. Somebody even raised a hand for Randal to smack but he didn't notice it in time. Someone shouted "dean fucker" from down the hall in which Geffa, without even raising a hand, promptly made that student lose all their intelligence.  
  
The group of them went to the dean's office. There was no waiting room, they walked in. It was the same place that Randal and Geffa had sex that first time. Randal saw a chair and remembered Geffa leaving her panties on the seat. What an afternoon!  
  
Eustice went to the desk and sat down. Geffa stood in front, addressing Randal. "So... now your friends know that you had sex with me. And that your incapacitation a few days ago was on my behalf."  
  
"Yes," said Randal.  
  
She looked at Randal's friend. Todd was erect and the three girls were giving off potent aroma. The dragon got a whiff of it while walking with them to the office but it seemed [i]thicker[/i] now that everyone was still and inside a single room. Geffa knew it was because of her-- the idea of a student having sex with a beautiful teacher probably zapped their hearts.   
  
Being so sexy had its disadvantages.  
  
"Maybe I should go back to being a feral like Prisiclla," Geffa thought aloud.   
  
"What?" said Randal.  
  
Geffa sighed. "Nothing. What I mean to say is that I shouldn't have told you to not tell anyone about what we did that day. I wasn't serious when I said it and I wasn't going to hurt you."  
  
Randal nodded. "Yeah... I know that now."  
  
"Good," said Geffa, smiling. She left it there but then she heard Eustice clear her voice. Geffa turned back and saw Eustice giving her a pleading look. The dragon knew that she had to do more.  
  
She turned back to Randal. "What I'm saying is... I... I'm..." The words wouldn't come out. Apologize to a mortal? To that blip of time and space? She couldn't do it. She might as well have apologized to a gust of wind or a flicker of a light bulb.   
  
Sorry was the word she had to say but her will to say it conflicted with her will to not. Two contradictory forces inside her-- one realizing that there was nothing wrong with ignoring the whims of a pitiful beast but another entertaining the idea that their thoughts and comfort should have been respected.  
  
But Eustice was right behind her, judging her, and in the end she knew that the feelings of a mortal, as insignificant as the mortal was, his feelings were real and they were hurt.  
  
"I'm..." Geffa pressed her jaw and bit her tongue-- "[i]sorry[/i]."  
  
It was like the air had been sucked out of the room. Everything was still and Geffa stared at Randal like he had just violated her.  
  
Randal blinked. "It's ok."  
  
Geffa shook off the glare and stood upright. She smiled. "Good. You are now dismissed. Have a good day, [i]Randal[/i]."  
  
Randal and his friends looked at each other. Was that it? It never seemed so simple with the gods of the neighborhood. But the kids left the room, Brandy and Randal hand-in-hand. The door shut quietly.  
  
Geffa sighed, walked to her desk and slumped over it, holding herself up over its surface.  
  
"Now that wasn't so hard," said Eustice, "was it?"  
  
"You know well that it was!" said Geffa.  
  
Eustice giggled, big smile on her panda maw.  
  
"I dread what this is going to do for my reputation," said Geffa. She leaned up. "Actually, I'm curious how the student population is going to see Randal from now on."  
  
  
  
The parking lot erupted. Thousands of students gathered around the parking lot and they cheered loudly as Randal and his friends exited the building. They were sitting and standing on car roofs so they could spot the absolute [i]legend[/i] of a student. People were on other's shoulders. Everyone smiled at the mastiff, waving their arms and screaming with joy at the student that fucked the dean.  
  
Randal stared like he was having a flashback. Brandy and the others were embarrassed with him, all of them walking slowly to their cars as they gazed around the parking lot. They glanced at the crowd of student celebrating and cheering on Randal like he scored the winning touchdown in a football playoff.  
  
Nobody knew what to do but Randal smiled a nervous smile and, with a with a dainty hand, waved back at everyone. It was a loud crowd of cheering that could be heard miles away. Whistling and screaming. Girls were flashing their tits at Randal! Guys were pulling out their cocks and jerking off. Some girls had their hands down their pants, masturbating [i]furiously[/i] at the idea of scoring with Randal.  
  
"Guess you're famous now, Randal," said Brandy, rubbing her thumb into her palm.  
  
Getting barraged by bras and underwear, the group of five friends made their way to their cars-- Elizabeth and Todd joining Patrice in her car and Randal riding with Brandy. Randal waved some more from inside the car. Brandy and Patrice started their cars and the crowd dispersed so that the two vehicles could leave.  
  
Randal, giggling, looked back at the crowd cheering him. Brandy snickered.  
  
"This must be a topsy-turvy world," said Randal, "if I'm the most popular guy in school."  
  
"No," said Brandy, "I think the world's just fine like that."  
  
They leaned over to kiss once more and with Patrice following behind her, Brandy drove out of the college.  
  
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