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'The kids don't need to hear this!'

The couples' loud argument could be heard from blocks away.

'I don't care. You need to hear this, you worthless jerk!' The woman was raving on.

'-Think about them for a second will you? The man cut in. 'We just don't need to be doing this right now!' He shouted, crouching over the kitchen table, shaking in pent up frustration.

'Oh you think?! Well if you weren't so selfish all day long actually gave a flying fuck about me but instead YOU spend all day at that worthless truck company!' The comment made by his wife hurt him, but he had had enough by this point.

'I have no choice! How else are we supposed to provide for Ellie and Ty? He said.

The woman clenched up 'Oh always using them as an excuse. I know all day you love to sit on your fat miserable arse, driving those hunks of metal you call a living. You lazy piece of shit.' The woman shouted fiercely while pacing around the kitchen.

'Honey! The kids can hear please don't'-

'I DON'T CARE!' She shrieked like some kind of monster.

The shouting echoed through the house and upstairs into the small bedroom where a six year old pup was comforting his seven year old sister, who was burying her head into his fur sobbing away. The argument had been going for over an hour now, although the confrontations had been escalating over the last few weeks now, as their irritated mother grew more and more depressed with life. It was almost a daily occurrence now, but never before had it been this bad. Tyson often had to comfort his sister, but both kids could sense something was worse this night.

Something smashed and the two children heard glass shatter. Then a brief moment of silence followed, before a vicious torrent of shouting and name calling erupted from the mother. A few seconds followed and then footsteps stormed up the staircase and the bedroom door swung open.

'Elizabell! You're coming with me. NOW! Tyson, you stay right there. I'm sick of selfish men and all of your kind. Don't worry about packing your stuff, we are leaving'.

And with that, the mother snatched Elizabell from Tyson's arms. Tyson couldn't do anything but sit there, mournfully and teary.

'TYSON!' Ellie cried. Tyson watched helplessly as his mom hurried out the door with Ellie crying out his name over her shoulder.

Then they were gone from his life. It was cold in the house, and silent. His father came upstairs, slowly entered his room and held Tyson close. They cried together for a period of time.

Tyson clenched his paw, squeezing the tuft of fur left in his grasp.

Five Years later.

'Tyson, it's time to get up!' shouted a voice from downstairs. Tyson moaned. The eleven year old pup rolled over and tried to gain the will to get up.

'Tyson! Bloody hell mate. It's your first day of your new school and you're still asleep.' He could hear his dad shouting as he was preparing to burst into his room.

'Shit!' Tyson thought to himself as he realised his boxers were on the floor. (He had had a bit of fun during the night, with his newly discovered 'activity'.)

Tyson's father stormed in.

'Shit dad don't think about I'll get up!' Tyson hammered to his Dad mercifully.

It didn't work. Tyson's dad ripped open the blinds, and then made his way to his bed where he proceeded to rip off Tyson's blankets, grinning madly (knowing this would force him to get up). 'You're waking up Right N..... Ohh'

Tyson's exposed butt was staring his dad in his face. His semi erect penis was completely uncovered before Tyson had a chance to cover it, however to his dismay his little furry balls were still in full view.

'Jesus son you could have said so!' His Dad yelled in disgust.

'I... I... tried but you-'Tyson stammered.

'Don't worry about it. I'm not surprised you've been up to no good.' Tyson's dad said as he turned around, giving Tyson a chance to cover himself.

'It's your first day at VB Junior College. You need to get ready. Besides, I've made breakfast since I knew you would sleep. Ha-ha sucks to be you! You have to wear a tie!'

'Don't you? 'Tyson Questioned.

'Yes but I get paid to be CEO of Lines truck company. That's why schools so important by the way.' His dad replied.

'Dad... you dropped out at fifteen and drove a truck for twenty years? Tyson asked.

'Exactly, that's why it's important, so you don't have to.' His Dad did have a point.

'Whatever, let's have breakfast, I'm effing hungry!' Tyson said.

'Watch your language!'

'I said effing!' Tyson retorted.

Tyson's dad sighed before heading downstairs.

Sitting on the bus to school, he chose an empty seat. To his surprise, the bus quickly filled up with other students in the same school uniform. Although he wasn't looking forward to a twenty minute bus trip, the prospect of going to a new school knowing absolutely no one scared him the most.

A group of scantily dressed girls came on at the next stop, and looked eagerly to find a good seat. Eventually and reluctantly they chose the back seats around him. They practically ignored him, even the girl who sat next to him. Tyson instantly noticed her plump, vixen breasts in the school uniform. It was something he wasn't used to coming from a junior school, something which Tyson now really appreciated. A lot.

Tyson wasn't bad looking or uninteresting, most his life he had been part of the popular guys. However, his silent and quiet mood drew no attraction towards the girls who were likely much more interested in guys who actually put out, rather than the 'boring' type of guy they must of thought Tyson was. It wasn't until the topic changed that their conversation caught his attention.

'Oh my gosh did you know that Elizabell doesn't have any parents, since her mom left her dad and then her mom left her at an orphan place?' The white, lagomorph girl in front of him tattered on.

'C'mon Emma of course she has parents! I've met them. They're super rich, and they spoil her sooo much. I wish I could have parents like hers.' The Dragon girl said.

He missed her. He hadn't thought about her in a long time but he didn't realise until now how much he missed her. He remembered their playtimes, pretending to be wild dogs together, play fighting, and even the not so great memories, where at least Elizabell and Tyson were together.

'I can't wait till Ellie shows up at school; I'll bet she'll be trying to find a new boyfriend straight away' the vixen girl next to Tyson said. She poked Tyson. 'Hey dog-boy, I bet you like doggie-girls don't you? Hey?' The other girls giggled.

'No way, she only goes for the best looking guy in the whole school' said the dragon girl in front of him. Tyson was intrigued by her species, never before seen a dragon hybrid before of her type.

'C'mon, answer us!' The vixen said eagerly.

'I like any girl; as long as they're cool I don't mind'. They weren't really expecting a confident, un-shy answer from Tyson, so it took them back a bit. However they took it as a challenge; the vixen girl next to him took the opportunity.

'Oh yeh huh, Well... if you had to choose between a fox, a bunny, a dog, a tigress or a dragon-lady, who would it be?

'Oh wonderful' thought Tyson. They were making him choose between the girls in the group. To make matters worse, they were the only ones of their species on the busload of kids despite being common species (except for the dragon-girl).

'Great, that's what you get living in a specie-diverse free country' thought Tyson.

'Go on... choose one!' The girls said as they leaned over the bus seat in front of him. Their breasts rested a bit too revealingly on the seat, as they awaited his answer. Now he was getting nervous.

'I dunno... probably a... a'

'Go on! They pressured him.

He clenched up, took a breath and decided to tell the truth.

'Probably a fox!' He exclaimed probably a bit too loudly.

The girls erupted with giggles, while the fox girl next to him poked her tongue out at the other girls.

'Red fur is cool!' He tried to cover himself but to no avail.

The bus pulled up shortly, and Tyson didn't take long to grab his bag and haul towards the bus door, having no choice but to push through the crowd eager to escape the bus.

The school opening ceremony was incredible dull, students sat idly waiting for the principals' speech to finish. Luckily it did albeit eventually, and the students broke off into groups conversing loudly amongst themselves. Tyson didn't have much choice but to act like an older guy who was cool with being on his own rather than show his gratitude that no one cared that he wasn't with a group of friends. He took consolation in his iPod and headed to his homeroom class.

His schoolmates seemed pretty cool, and he was happy that he was placed in a class with not too many weirdos. He chose a seat near the back, kicking back while the other students slowly made their way into the classroom. They headed straight for groups of tables to suit their small friendship groups and ages, being in a mixed graded class. Tyson sat a little bit more upright to make himself appear less anxious that then he was. A group of four tough looking guys who, judging by their altered style of wearing school uniforms (Including but not limited to; shirts not tucked in, unbuttoned shirts, and sneakers instead of leather shoes, etc) Tyson assumed were the cool kids of the school. They made jokes and traded holiday stories with the group of girls in the front row, who were in the year above them, before walking over to their chosen seat coincidentally around Tyson. A Doberman male chose his seat next to Tyson, although he only gave him as much as a glance before ignoring him. He noted how the guys around him every so often would make lewd comments to the girls in the front, both groups bursting out in laughter. The girl in the front was obviously the leader for the female group, having the middlemost seat and being the centre of attention; however Tyson couldn't work out what species she was because of her hooded jumper over her head.

The teacher began to read the daily notices despite the loud chatter, although he knew it was futile to try and talk down the conversations. Eventually after being interrupted one too many times he was forced to reassert his authority;

'Please! If we get through these we'll have 15 minutes where you can talk as much as you want before you're next class! Stop talking for just 5 minutes okay? And Elizabell! Take off that hoody! It's not even cold in here!' Now... the next person who talks before I'm finished these notices will get detention...' their teacher babbled on.

The girl in the front row stood up and lifted her jumper over her head. Her shirt lifted slightly, revealing her curved, light brown fur coated waist. The other guys were watching too, sure, but Tyson stared fixated at her. The jumper came over her head and her brown, floppy ears bounced besides her ears. Tyson mouth went agape. His head was pounding, and his heart was thumping. It was his sister! It had been so long. What was she doing here! His spirit rose sharply, the joy of seeing his sibling after being painfully separated was too much. He was suddenly thankful for being sent to this conservative religious school.

'Dude, are you alright'? The Doberman next to him, arm resting against his chair, peered at him with a confused expression. Tyson realised he was sweating and breathing heavy, despite his sister having sat down a while ago and the rowdy conversations picked up again.

'Yeh, yeh I'm fine, I just get bad hay fever'

'..Alright' the guy replied, unconvinced.

'Yeh'.

No-one had noticed the similarity between the two dogs in the class yet, thankfully for Tyson because he was still wondering how to approach his dear sister.

'Dude, what school do you come from'? He didn't realise the Doberman was still talking to him.

'Oh, ah, public school from the south called Stuarts Park Primary' Tyson replied.

'Hmm never heard of it'. I know the town though; I've been there for a few of the live shows, you ever seen Miles Away play there?

'Nah... I haven't really been to any live shows bef-

'What are the chicks like there, hey? Any good vixens?' The wolf guy behind him butted in.

'Shut up Brad we all know you're gay' the bear next to the wolf pitched in, tauntingly while the other guys laughed.

'Oi bullshit, you're the one who chose a seat next to a guy with the same species. You know what that means right!' The wolf named Brad replied in his defence.

'C'mon, Dober and Dachshund are completely different, right dude? The fourth guy, an antelope, just shook his head at his friends' immaturity.

'I guess' Said Tyson, Unsure how to respond under such judgmental pressure.

'Ha-ha.' Was all the reply he got from the big dog.

'My name's Jack. What's yours?'

After the next few classes break started and Tyson had become friends with the group from his homeroom despite his less-than average physique and introvert manner. He was accepted with the group, although for the most part he had no idea who their gossip was about most of the time. Tyson sighed; it was the same for the other two schools he had been too. The day went uneventful for most of the day, the group just walked around school trading holiday stories with other groups, and asserting their superiority as the cool group by mildly taunting other graders and groups. He didn't see his sister anywhere, although she was on his mind all day.

The bus home was taken in silence; once again Tyson was buried in his iPod, having no one to talk to on the way home. He thought about his sister, wishing he would have talked to her and ashamed he didn't have the confidence before. Upon arriving at his doorstep, he was surprised by his Dad bursting out the front door.

'Tyson! I have the best news! Did you see her?

Tyson stood silently, not answering.

'Did you see your sister!?' His dad coercively and excitingly questioned.

Tyson decided to lie, not having a proper reason why he didn't talk to her.

'No?'

'Wow! Tyson! She's going to your school! I've been on the phone with her very friendly foster parents; they were surprised as I was when I learned that you two were going to the same school! How did you not see her! Oh well, guess what!' His dad looked at his son in anticipation.

'They are coming over for dinner! You're going to see your sister!'

Tyson was excited and anxious at the same time. It was going to be embarrassing to talk to his older sister who was now much more popular than him, but the news was like music to his ears.

'Oh my God! I get to see my sister again!'Tyson shouted in reply. He threw his bag inside and did a leap for joy into the house, his dad laughing at his untypical act.

Later in his room however, he couldn't calm himself down. He had tried playing Battlefield 3 on the Xbox, but was dying horribly compared to his usual games. Pacing around his room anxiously, he couldn't find anything to do and he really needed to relax.

'Relax', laughed Tyson to himself. His Dad had left to get some food for dinner. He smiled to himself... and took off his pants. He opened Google images on his phone and immediately searched for some hot, vixen lesbian yiff. It didn't take long before his hands were stroking his penis, using his soft fur pads against his tip. He stood pants less in the middle of room.

His door swung open.

'Oh Shit I thought you were ou-' Tyson stopped mid sentence as he realised it was not his Dad at the door and dropped his phone as he futilely tried to cover his erect penis.

'What... What are you doing here? He began to say.

'Hi Tyson'.

His sister stood in front of him, dressed in skinny jeans and a simple t-shirt. She strutted unwaveringly straight into his room.

'Let's get this straight. Unless you haven't worked out, I'm the popular girl at school. You might be in the same class as me, but no one can know I'm related to you. I can't be seen talking to you. Don't even think about looking at me in class. Okay? I'm not losing my reputation just because of you. Got That?' Elizabell stared straight dead into his eyes.

'Got That!?'

'I don't understand!' Tyson frantically yelled as he tried to reach his pants with one hand but was failing.

'If anyone knows I'm related to a loser like you, I will be ruined, do you understand!?'

Yes... ok okay just... please' Tyson accepted the harsh statement in haste.

'Fine then. Glad we got that sorted.' Elizabell said in a smug tone.

She looked down with a smirk and blushed, biting one of her fingers slightly. 'My you've grown' she giggled before turning on her feet and skipping downstairs. Tyson was left standing there, his penis only choosing now to go completely limp. He was struck motionless in disbelief. This was certainly not the re-union he was expecting. Breaking from the spell he was under upon realisation that the foster family were here as well he hurriedly picked up his clothes from the floor and began to get dressed appropriately.

An hour later he was sitting down at the dinner table, eating a roast dinner with the other family, his sister looking as if nothing had ever happened.

'So Tyson, which homeroom are you in? Ellie's poshly dressed foster mum asked, without having actually acknowledged his existence beforehand the entire time.

'Uhmm, I'm in... Tyson began to reply.

'He's in 2b, on the opposite side of the school, mum.' Elizabell cut him off, sending Tyson a deathly glare.

'Yeh. 2b.' He couldn't actually remember which class he was actually in.

'Oh that's a shame; she must be in one of the higher prestige homerooms. Maybe next year you two could be in the same class.' Judging by her expression he doubted she sincerely meant that, and also having actually heard the teacher read out her grades, Tyson guessed Ellie's mother didn't know much about her performance at school.

The rest of the conversations were revolved around the foster parents discussing their wealth with Tyson's Dad, who found it much more engaging since he himself had recently made a reputable living for himself acquiring the high-paid CEO of the truck company. After time passed, they asked if the two siblings should meet up, and they arranged for Tyson to spend the day with them next week, (without asking for his input). Ellie just rolled her eyes when her parents weren't looking.

'Wow, I'm so glad she found great parents. I'm so relieved after all these years.' Tyson's Dad was saying to himself after the family waved goodbye, driving off in their fancy Chrysler. Tyson's Dad had been unable to track Elizabell's whereabouts after pulling up a fraudulent restraining order against him. 'How does it feel to see your sister again, Tyson?' He asked.

'Great, Dad' was all Tyson could stay, still unsure how to answer truthfully. He was both glad and somewhat confused at their reunion.

'I'm so happy right now, I bet you are too'.

Tyson looked out onto the road and mulled over his mixed feelings.

The next day at school, Tyson was hanging around with his friends at lunch. They were sitting casually against the wall next to the lockers, in a spot chosen specifically due to it being facing away from the teachers staffroom. The conversation was going on about football and the other guys they wanted to fight most. It was not very intriguing for Tyson. A short while later, a group of five buff students walked up and exchanged pleasant greetings with the boys;

'Hey, sup faggs' exclaimed the polite bull male, the leader of the finely dressed gang of gentlemen.

'Ahah hey Dave, How's your state rugby competition going?

'Yeh mate, sick joke'

'Hey, you're the one who loves wrestling with the other boys'

The group burst out laughing, obviously at an in-joke Tyson didn't understand.

'Ha-ha whatever Bro'.

The two groups conversed shortly, being rival gangs of opposite social spectrums it was important to maintain a semi-hostile but friendly relationship.

'Hey who's this guy' quizzed a fox from the group of Jocks.

The group simultaneously looked at Tyson disapprovingly.

'Just a kid from our homeroom, he hangs with us' Chipped in Jack to Tyson's defence.

Ha-ha, look at his cute lil ears. Wow, if I had gay ears like that I would cut them off myself.' His other 'bros' laughed at Tyson.

'All dachshunds have these' Tyson tried to defend himself, poorly.

'C'mon lil guy those are girl's ears. You're probably a fag, I mean look at you, shirt tucked in all gay' the leader stated.

Tyson untucked his shirt hastily. 'No way, I'm not gay. I mean... I'm not the one playing rugby'.

The bull-boy's expression snapped at Tyson. Tyson's friends burst out laughing. Tyson didn't get the in-joke but apparently his retort was spot on.

'Oh what's that, fag boy? Go on, prove you're not gay.' The bull threatened Tyson.

All nine of the boys looked at Tyson expectedly. Apparently his friends weren't going to interfere, waiting to see how Tyson was going to react. Tyson looked at the looming, muscular guy compared to his small stature. He didn't really have much choice. This was the opportunity for his friends to chose to accept him as part of their group, and he knew that. He stood up and put on the most intimidating pose he could. Some of the Jocks actually laughed at him.

And then Bam, suddenly his head was ringing and his jaw was burning. He didn't even see the punch coming. The other guys awed out loud and grimaced at the thought of the pain that Tyson had just been given. C'mon little doggie, I'm waiting. Tyson made an uncoordinated swing with his left hand, but he wasn't expecting the Bull to just take the hit on his chest and look at right at him.

'AHAHA' that's your punch?!' The other guys burst out laughing at his feeble attempt.

The bull rammed his fist into Tyson's gut, followed up by a right hook punch to his face again. He curled over and tried desperately to suck in air.

'Ha-ha let him catch his breath' One of the Jocks chimed in, Tyson not sure which one.

'Yeh Okay, let me know when you're ready boy' the bull said tauntingly.

'I'm ready' Tyson Wheezed.

'The bull frowned at Tyson unapprovingly, unconvinced.

'Fine' the bull heavily swung a fist into Tyson's head again, knocking Tyson to the ground.

Tyson tried to get up again, but he was concussed and dizzy. One of the Jocks, a rhino, surprisingly helped him up with the help of Tyson's friends.

'You beat the shit out him man.' He's had enough, let's go.' Said the rhino guy.

'I'm Fine' Wheezed Tyson.

'Bullshit'. The Bull-boy said, and then made some joke about dogs before heading off, the Jocks laughing hysterically.

'Dude, should we take him to the nurse?' The wolf boy asked.

'Yeh mate look at him, he's probably about to pass out' said the bear.

'Nah, ah I'm... wheeze... fine' Tyson tried to say.

'Yeh okay, we'll take him.' Jack said.

'You guys probably think I'm... wheeze... weak. I wish I could of...'

'Dude... You just took three hits from Dave. You took those like a man, dude. How are you still standing? Everyone knows he's a dick, you had no chance man. Just... maybe get in a few more fights with girls first okay before trying to fight the guys first okay?' The Antelope guy said.

'Surr..re' Tyson wheezed out, unable to make a comeback-answer.

'Let's take him to the nurse' laughed the wolf.

Tyson's dad looked at him disapprovingly, having been sent home early.

'Are you sure you don't want to report this?' His dad said over the kitchen table.

'No dad, I'm sure. It was just a guy who got really angry during a game of rugby'. Besides, I'm fine.'

You're black eye says otherwise' Said his Dad in a mocking tone.

Tyson groaned. His jaw felt loose and any motion involving his head set off sharp, bruising pain.

'Well don't think you're getting off from school tomorrow, son....' Although look if there's any problems, just call me okay? I don't want you to get hurt just because you weren't as big as me during school okay? His Dad plainly stated.

'Dad I'm fine, really. Thanks for the advice' Tyson replied sarcastically.

During the night, his sleep was restless, partly due to the throbbing pain of his jaw, but also from strange but vivid dreams of vixens, wild dogs, bullfighting, and girls with floppy dog ears laughing maniacally at him.

On the way to school the next morning, Tyson sat on one of the back seats of the bus and tried to avoid eye contact on almost every person on the bus who was staring at his black eye. They whispered to themselves, and some of them didn't even try to hide their amusement at his appearance.

When the bus pulled up and he made way off, he was stunned to find a group of twelve or so people waiting. His sister stood in front of the pack, hands on her hips. Her friend, the vixen from the trip before walked forward from beside his sister and talked to Tyson.

'You've met Ellie right? She says you have. Well.. Do you want to go out with her?

Her sister looked expectantly at him, smiling bashfully.

'Umm... What?' Thought Tyson.

They waited silently for his answer, so he repeated his question out loud.

You wanna go out with me, dummie? Ellie asked in playful tone.

'But.. but you're my-' Tyson stammered, before Ellie abruptly cut him off.

'Okay come and walk with me. You guys wait here okay?' She walked forward and took his hand, dragging him around the corner and through the corridor until they found an empty classroom. Tyson was confused but went along with his sister, having not much choice.

'Don't freak out. I don't actually want to date my brother dofus' Ellie stated immediately after she closed the door behind them.

'Oh thank god you had me worri-' Tyson blurted out.

'In case you forgot, as the most popular girl in school, I'm expected to date the most attractive and popular guy in school. So I need to pretend to date you.' Ellie matter-of-factly stated.

'Me?' Questioned Tyson.

'Yep. After your fight yesterday, all the girls have started to talk about you. I mean you became best friends with Jack, my ex by the way, and you fought with Dave. All within two days of school starting' she said.

'But I didn't win' Tyson questioned hesitantly.

'It doesn't matter; you're the first new kid to actually fight him.' She pitched.

'But.. Don't they know we're related?' Tyson asked.

'SHHH!!' Ellie whispered loudly. 'Don't let anyone know. We might be the same species but we have different last names now. Mine got changed when I moved in with my new parents. They won't know as long as you keep it a secret, Okay? It's only temporary. Besides now that we are pretend lovers, there is so much we have to catch up on. Now c'mon, we have to let the rest of the other guys know we are dating!

'But I never said okay!?' Tyson asked anxiously, before being interrupted by Ellie grabbing his arm again and saying 'Let's go!'

She dragged him out through the door, around the corner, and back in front of the others who were waiting. 'Guess what! He said yes!' Ellie exclaimed proudly to her friends.

The group of people cheered. 'Now kiss!' One of them shouted, while the rest loudly joined in encouraging them to kiss.

'Oh no, no no no' Tyson said out loud, terrified.

'Oh COME ON! You have to kiss! Someone shouted from the crowd.

Ellie faced him and let out a stifled giggle.

'Oh god she's not going to is she oh' Tyson began to fret.

Ellie grabbed Tyson's face and locked their lips together, sticking her tongue right in. She kissed passionately and twirled their tongues around. It lasted a full second or two, but to Tyson who was terrified, it felt like forever. After Ellie broke the contact, she leant over and whispered into Tyson' ear; 'I'm sorry... but I had to convince them' Tyson stood dumbfounded. He'd kissed many girls before, but never on the first day of a relationship. He was also freaked out by the fact that she was a much better kisser than the other girls. He wiped his lips stupidly while staring dazzlingly at his sister who was now facing her friends proudly with no shame. The other students cheered at their display just as the school bell rang.

The rest of the day was incredibly awkward for Tyson. Lunch break involved Ellie dragging around Tyson, showing him off to all her friends and discussing all of their future dates and plans despite Tyson remaining tongue-tied. The group of Ellie's friends made their way over to Tyson friends' hideout and joined them briefly before class started, mainly to catch up on the day's gossip. Finally Ellie left him alone with his friends.

'So Jack', the wolf teen said 'you seem to be getting it on with Emma... are you guys gonna get to know each other better?

'Haven't you guys noticed? Her boobs have finally grown and MAN they are good. Hell yeh, I already got her number. The other guys laughed in appreciation.

'Bunny Tits for the win!' Brad yelled. A group of younger girls looked at them, offended.

Oh, So Tyson' Jack continued so the whole group could hear. 'When I was going out with Ellie, man... Oh man. She gives the best blowjobs'. The gang burst out in laughter.

Tyson was horrified.