Schande's Story-Chapter 11
#11 of Schande's Story
CHAPTER 11-
Schande, Seb, J.J., and Kuro all headed down to the cafeteria for breakfast. Schande wasn't as scared as he used to be with his friends. Before, he would jump at every little noise, thinking it was Gage, but now, he felt safe, secure. When they got to the breakfast line, Mrs. Ravine was surprised to see Schande with people. And to add to her surprise, it wasn't just one, but three!
Mrs. Ravine: "Schande! Nice to see you. Who're your friends?"
Schande (smiling): "This is Seb, Kuro, and J.J."
Mrs. Ravine: "Nice to meet you all!"
Seb: "You too!"
Kuro: "Hello!"
J.J: "Likewise!"
Mrs. Ravine: "Well, what'll it be, sweet peas?"
They all ordered their breakfasts and took a seat. Schande started bolting down his cinnamon roll, as usual.
Kuro: "Whoa, dude, where's the fire?"
Schande (blushing): "Sorry, habit."
Seb: "I'm surprised you haven't choked yet."
Schande started to chuckle, but then felt immense pressure and pain shoot through his shoulder. Schande looked up to see Gage standing over him, smirking. Schande flattened is ears.
Gage: "He's probably been too busy choking on cocks."
He chuckled at his own joke and squeezed Schande's shoulder tighter. Schande winced and yelped slightly in pain.
Seb: "Let go of him Gage!"
Gage snarled at Seb.
Gage: "Or what, shrimp?"
Gage gave Seb such a piercing look, that Seb flattened his ears and went quiet. Kuro stood up.
Kuro: "Fuck off Gage."
Gage: "Make me Kuro!"
Kuro and Gage stared at each other intensley. You could almost feel the tension in the air. Gage, without warning, let go of Schande and shoved Kuro to the ground. Kuro fell with a very loud thud. Seb rushed over to him. Gage laughed.
Gage: "There are fags galore at this school! Oh, I'm gonna have fun with this."
Gage raised his fist and struck Seb in the stomach, sending him off his feet and on to the floor. Schande, without thinking, jumped onto Gage's back, wrapping his arm around his throat.
Gage: "What the fuck? Get off of me bitch!"
Gage reached behind him, grabbed Schande by the ears, and flipped him over his head on top of Kuro. Kuro coughed and wheezed at the impact.
Gage: "You'll wish you never did that, faggot!"
Gage grabbed Schande by the throat and lifted him off his feet, rage in his eyes. He tightened his grip around his windpipe. Schande was gasping for breath. He started to turn blue. Gage suddenly felt something smash into the back of his head. J.J. hit him with a tray.
J.J: "You let go of my mate!"
Gage dropped Schande and turned around. He was met with a punch to the snout. Gage staggered into another table. Seb picked Kuro and Schande up off the ground.
Seb: "We should go!"
They all ran out of the cafeteria. Scande looked behind him and saw that Gage was in hot pursuit. Schande's eyes widened in fear. He looked in front of him, and felt his stomach dissolve. The rest of the AFG were ahead of them, and they saw Schande and friends running from Gage.
Schande: "Scatter!"
They all split and ran in different directions.
Gage: "Don't just stand there like idiots! Get them!"
They dashed after Schande's group, Gage after Schande, Greg after Kuro, Zack after Seb, and Steven after J.J. Schande was running faster than he had ever run before. He was about to pass a garbage can. When he reached it, he tipped it over. Gage wasn't expecting this, and he tripped over it, colliding headlong into the ground. Schande ducked into the locker room, where he hid in a locker.
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Kuro noticed Greg pursuing him. He dashed into the bathroom, and locked himself into one of the several stalls. Greg ran into the bathroom.
Greg: "Come out, come out where ever you are, you little queer!"
Kuro stood on one of the toilets, trying his hardest not to be seen. Greg was opening the stalls one by one. Kuro could feel him getting closer and closer. Greg finally opened Kuro's stall. Kuro leapt over him and shoved him onto the toilet. Kuro snapped the door shut behind him and dashed out of the bathroom. By the time Greg recuperated, Kuro was long gone.
Greg: "Fuck! Gage is gonna kill me...."
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Seb slid into the gymnasium, looking wildly around for a place to hide. He heard Zack's shouts getting closer, so he ducked behing the bleachers. Zack burst in to the gym.
Zack: "Alright, you little bitch, where'd you go?"
Seb remained completely silent. He watched Zack from in between the bleachers. Zack started to look around for Seb. Seb started to back torward the door. His foot bumped against a red dodgeball. Seb suddenly got a bright idea. He picked up the ball, and stepped out from behind the bleachers. Zack's back was turned. Seb wasn't a dodgeball champion for nothing. He took careful aim, and lobbed the ball. It hit Zack in the back of the head, which made Zack ram into the wall in front of him. Zack slumped to the floor, unconcious.
Seb: "Bulls eye!"
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J.J. skidded to a halt at a dead end.
J.J: "Oh no!"
Steven was walking up to him, snickering. J.J.'s ears drooped.
Steven: "Wait till I bring you to Gage. He's gonna beat you little tail in!"
J.J. was backing away from him. He backed into the wall. There was no escape. Steven was approaching him slowly, relishing the look of complete terror in J.J.'s eyes. J.J. was thinking to himself, "This is it..." when Steven suddenly siezed up and collapsed. Frank was standing where Steven just was. J.J. looked at Frank with shock for a split second, then ran up and embraced him.
J.J: "Oh Frank, thank God you're here! How the hell did you do that?"
Frank (chuckling): "Knowing every pressure point on the body is a very useful skill."
J.J. chuckled, then gasped.
J.J: "We need to find the others!"
Frank agreed. They set off to find Kuro, Seb, and Schande.
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Schande waited in the locker was hiding in with bated breath. He heard a door being opened with such a force that was thrusted against the wall with a thunderous crash.
Gage: "Where the fuck are you bitch?!"
Schande clapped a paw to his muzzle to muffle his breathing. Gage was looking high and low for Schande, growling.
Gage: "I'm gonna find you, and when I do, you are gonna get it so bad!"
Gage punched a nearby locker. Schande felt the vibration from the strike from a few feet away. Schande started to shake uncontrollably. Then, a familiar tickling sensation started to drift over Schande's nose. Schande felt the pit of his stomach drop. He couldn't sneeze, not now! He fought with all his might to hold back the mighty winds trying to escape his maw. Tears were coming to his eyes. He couldn't fight back anymore. He sneezed, loud and clear. The force of the wind escaping his muzzle were enough to send him ricocheting into the back of the locker wall. Schande cursed his life at that moment. He was thinking there was no way that Gage hadn't heard that, and he was right. The door to the locker was wrenched open. Schande looked Gage straight in the eye. His eyes were filled with victory. Schande's ears were flattened against his skull, his eyes practically bulging with fear. Gage grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and wrenched him out of the locker. He threw Schande into the lockers opposite him. Schande collided with the lockers with an almighty crash. Schande fell to the floor.
Gage: "You mother fucker! You think you can try to attack me, and then run?"
Gage picked Schande up off of the ground. He raised his fist and struck Schande in the muzzle. Blood spurted from Schande's nose. Tears started to pour down his cheeks. Gage threw Schande across the floor. Schande tried to slowly get up, but Gage started dragging him torwards the bathroom in the locker room. He threw Schande into one of the stalls. Schande slammed chest-first into the toilet and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. Gage picked him up by the scruff of the neck again. He positioned Schande's head over the toilet bowl.
Schande (weakly): "No, please..."
Gage: "Shut the fuck up bitch!"
Gage shoved Schande's head into the toilet water. Schande struggled to break Gage's grip, but it was no use. The water was starting to turn red with Schande's blood. Gage flushed the toilet, soaking Schande's head fur. Schande was beginning to lose conciousness, when Gage yanked him out of the toilet.
Gage: "You think you can get cocky with me?"
Gage threw him onto the floor.
Gage: "You wanna get cocky? I'll give you cocky!"
He started to unbutton his jeans. Schande realized wat he meant by 'cocky'. His eyes widened in horror as he dropped his pants. He could see the bulge start to form in his boxers. Schande started to back away, but Gage grabbed his head. He pulled down his boxers to reveal his already semi-hard sharkhood.
Gage: "Start sucking faggot!"
Schande clamped his maw shut, but Gage slapped him, exceedingly hard, across the face. He forced his cock into Schande's maw. He started to thrust his hips back and forth. His cock was hardening and going deeper into Schande's throat. Gage started to moan in bliss. Schande started to gag. Gage's sharkhood was pounding against his uvula. Schande was on the verge of puking. Not just because of how deep Gage's cock was going in his throat, but also of how awful it tasted. It tasted like week-old fish. Schande couldn't fight the urge anymore. He convulsed and vomited, all over Gage's throbbing member. Gage was unfazed by it though, and kept pounding Schande's throat with great force. Gage shouted in ecstasy, and his member twitched in Schande's mouth. Schande braced himself for what he knew was about to 'come'. His maw was suddenly filled with shark spunk. It was just spewing, straight into Schande's stomach. Schande started to choke. Gage pulled out of Schande's muzzle, but was by no means done. He started spraying sharkcum all over Schande's face and body. Schande felt every string splash down onto his body. Gage finally stopped spraying Schande with spunk. He sat down and took a few deep breaths. Schande started to sob. Gage stood up.
Gage: "What a slut."
He kicked Schande in the head as he walked by. Gage left the locker room, leaving Schande on the floor, splattered with blood and spunk. Schande, at that moment, lost conciousness.
TO BE CONTINUED...