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Finally, 3:30 hit and the buzzer went off signalling the end of the school day. Marina heaved a sigh of relief; as she had been feeling strange since awakening that morning. Sure she wasn't coming down with something, that it was only the warm spring day making her a bit stir-crazy; she closed the notebook, placed it in her backpack and stood up.

Happy at the chance to stretch her small legs; her body tiny, even for the age of thirteen. Looking at the clock and noting she had time to relieve her full bladder before the bus left, Marina made a sharp left and walked briskly to the bathroom.

Finding a stall, and closing the door behind her, she quickly pulled her skirt and panties down, seating herself. Relaxing her muscles and beginning to empty, she felt the pee being a little warm as it passed through. She looked down, and seeing it was slightly darker than usual, then noticing the discoloration of the fur around her vagina. Two things that should tell her that her body was starting to change.

Sighing as she finished, Marina grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped; tossing it into the toilet without noticing the small spotting that had also begun. Pulling up the skirt and panties, she opened the stall door and washed at the sink. Smiling at the two little buds poking out from her chest through the top. "I'm finally getting boobs", she thought to herself. Admiring the curls of her red hair, and how it made her orange fur and cheetah spots come out.

"Shit, the bus." she finally left the bathroom and ran down the hall. Mad at the fact that she didn't realize how long it took her to pee. She ran out the door just in time to see the bus leave the parking lot. Reaching down into her pocket, she pulled out a cell phone to call Mom for a ride; then frowned and forgot she didn't charge it last night and the battery had died. "Well, guess I have to walk home now, it's not that far away." she muttered and started walking.

After two blocks, she saw the park she had played in many times, and remembered it could be a shortcut to home. Feeling again the extra warmth she had felt off and on through the day, she moved a little faster. Breathing in through her nose, she smelled something new and looked around to find it. Not seeing anything, she lowered her chin as the realization finally hit. "Oh my god, I'm in my first heat.", she whispered, and smiled. And traipsed happily across the park.

She didn't even see the two young males from high school standing against the tree smoking. Nor did she see them also smelling the scent. Only a couple years older than Marina, they were still young. One of them doberman, and another a tiger. The scent affecting the tiger's young hormones the most. They turned their heads, following Marina as she hopped playfully across the grass, they smiled as neither were raised with many values, and very much let their instincts guide them. They slowly walked away from the tree and followed the rich scent, and the girl that produced it.

Walking past the bleachers, Marina saw something shiny under them. Being feline, and distracted by such things, she crawled over, between, and under the bars holding the seats together to see what it was.

The juvenile tiger nodded to his canine buddy as he quietly watched, then also squeezed around to follow. The doberman walking to the other side and doing the same to keep Marina from going anywhere once they introduced themselves.

Reaching the middle area, Marina bent over to look at the object that grabbed her attention. Still oblivious to the young tiger who was only now a few feet behind her; watching as her tail was naturally hiked upward, pulling the skirt up. This gave him a clear view of her panties, stretched taught over Marina's nether region. Showing off the mound with a line in the middle against the thin fabric. Her scent permeating the air as she reached down and picked up the button.

Clive, the tiger, stepped over the last set of bars in his way, less than an arm's distance from her now. He coughed, startling Marina enough that she straightened up and turned around, looking up at the tiger who was a few heads taller than her five-foot frame.

"Hello there little kitten," a wicked smile on his muzzle, "are you playing where you shouldn't?"

She gulped, her mind subconsciously picking up the scent of Clive; her body reacting by producing more of Marina's own. "No, no. I'm not playing here, I found something." The back of her mind telling her she should move, and starting to duck under the bar to get away; only to step into the arms of the doberman.

"Now now little kitten." Pete barked as he grabbed her, "Where are you in such a hurry to be?". He started laughing as Marina tried to twist away, a hiss escaping her throat. One of his hands reaching under her shirt and finding one of those budding small breasts, squeezing it, then pinching the nipple. "We have such things to show you."

Marina tried again to squirm away, screaming as her nipple was pinched. Still budding and a bit painful to her. Try as she might, she could get out of the canine's grip. "What do you want? Let me go!". Tears starting to flow from her eyes as she was pinched again.

Clive walked closer to her, leaning down and sniffing her neck, the sighing. "Oh, ye of rich scent. We only want to play, and you are ripe for it." Now standing up straight and looking into the scared girl's eyes, "Let's see what we've got here Petey.", and curled his claw under the collar of Marina's shirt, pulling downward, the tearing of fabric intermixed with a shriek and sobs. The shirt now torn down the front, revealing one pert, but tiny breast. The other one still being covered and kneaded by the doberman behind her. "Oh, such pretty little tits you have for me to play with."

He got down on one knee, his face now level with her chest, and flicked out a tongue. Letting it work around the nipple first, stimulating it to become erect, then taking it between his lips and sucking on it. One hand moving to Marina's inner thigh, feeling the soft fur of her legs as he slid it up and under her skirt. Stopping as he felt the cloth of her panties. Sliding his fingers up and down the mound before pushing his palm against it, and feeling the slight moisture Marina's heat had released into them.

She tried to shriek again, only to find the doberman's free hand to cover her mouth. Tears started to pour from her yes as she sobbed, not wanting this at all. Unfortunately thousands of years of instinct, and her own body betrayed those wants. The pinching and suckling of her nipples, somewhat painful, now began to cause her body to tingle. She cried harder as she felt the hand against her mound, the stimulation, her heat, and the growing scent from the males acting as a catalyst. She felt herself becoming damp against her will and did her best to get away. Her struggles were futile as Pete and Clive were much stronger than she. Her sobs strengthening as now her crotch began to feel warm.

The tiger slipped a finger under the elastic of the panties, finding the slit and running his finger back and forth over it. Ignoring the the sobs and protest of the girl cheetah, he slowly slid his finger inside, stopping at her virginity. Marina's sobs giving him even more enjoyment as he pulled his face from her nipple, bringing his now scented finger to it and licking. "Mmmm, tastes like a virgin too, you'll be something to remember." With one quick movement, put his hand back down and tore the panties from her body. "Sorry Petey, but this one is mine first, you had that dalmation bitch first the other day."

Marina squeezed her legs tight,embarassed that her nether region was now completely visible to the tiger, and trying to keep him from it. But he was stronger than her and easily forced his hand between her thighs; the palm roughly pushing against her now. She squirmed even harder now, not wanting any of this. Trying to scream, but completely muffled by the doberman's hand.

"Oh there's nothing like a virgin pussy's pussy, is there Pete?", and stood up, unzipping his fly, unbuttoning the jeans and tugging them downward. The strong musk hitting her nostrils at the same time the large member popped up. This made her squirm some more, this time not only from trying to escape; but also her body's reaction to the scent.

Her protests fell on deaf ears, and the sobs racked her body. Shivering with fear as his rough hands began to turn her around on her knees. "Don't fight it kitten, you might like this," as she felt the tip rub against her. Her hips pushing back in instinctas it slowly entered. "Oh fuck are you tiny ones tight." The shaft pushing in a bit more until it stopped at her hymen. His hand gripped her hips tightly, claws protruding against the skin as he snarled and shoved his own hips hard, tearing the membrane that was the physical part of her purity.

Marina screamed into Pete's hand at the pain of that virginity being broken, and the pain of being stretched. Intermixed with hisses as he buried himself deep inside her. She clawed and gouged at the doberman's arms as he held her up, Trying to block not only the pain, but the new and almost pleasurable sensation from the nerves within. Clive started breathing hard, beginning to pull back, and thrust over and over. The tight muscles gripping him, pulling him in. His bucking became harder each time and Marina cried even more, whimpering and hissing Quite ashamed at the tingles that were sent up her spine as she was fucked.

Her mouth opened as she began to breathe hard herself, body moving against the thrusts of it's own will and unable to focus on struggling. She could feel each movement of that cock agaisnt her muscles, feel each contraction of her pussy as it gripped.

"Holy fuck...you're so tight...won't last long," Pete's claws dug into the skin now as he began to growl with his snarls, his balls tightening. He looked down, watching his penis slip back and forth into the cheetah, and shoved himself as far in as he could. The barbs at the tip of the cock started to stiffen, poking the innards and locking them together.

Marina screamed again as those barbs speared her. Eyes opening wide as her posterior pushed back against the tiger. Hissing and finding that she couldn't control the building orgasm, that would help her womb open for the oncoming stream. Her moan started out as a squeal, and then got louder; even as muffled as it was. The cumming caused her pussy to spasm, massaging the cock.

Clive roared out, unable to hold back himself. The tightness, and the scents causing him to unload a sticky stream inside the tiny cheetah. He roared again in triumph and thrust as hard as he could, her orgasm making his own even stronger.

Coming down from her orgasm, the realization of what was happening hit her again, and she tried to struggle. In season, being raped, and no protection. She was too young at thirteen to be a mother. Once again, to no avail as she was held by the larger males. She whimpered some more as she felt the tiger pulling his spent cock from her, also feeling the excess of his seed dripping down her thighs, matting the fur.

The tiger looked down at himself, his shaft covered in semen, virgin blood, and the girl's juices. With an evil smile, took it and wiped it clean on the skirt still around the younger cheetah's skirt. "You were a good little fuck, and you came, I knew you'd like it you little slut." He shakily stood up and pulled up the pants around his ankles, redoing them as he smiled to his partner. "your turn now buddy, show the slutty kitten what it's like to be a bitch."

Pete, not much for words, snickered a little, his hands releasing their grip on the girl, and uncovering Marina's mouth. No longer being held, she tried to move away; but not fast enough to keep Clive from quickly gripping a hand full of the red hair on her head, or Pete from hitting her face with a closed fist. Stunned, from the strike, and exhausted from her forced orgasm, her front crumpled to the ground. Head only being held up due to the tiger pulling her hair.

"You shouldn't have done that kitten, Pete may not talk much, but he does have a mean streak."

Pete laughed and yanked down his pants. His cock already slipped from it's canine sheath and dripping a bit of pre-cum from the tip. Marina's eyes opened in horror, as his size was nearly twice that of the tiger that had just been inside her. N..n...noooo please, you'll tear me..too b...", she never had the chance to finish, the doberman slid himself into her open mouth, forcing her jaws to open wide, nearly straining them. He bucked his hips back and forth, laughing some more as he watched Marina's eyes tear up. He pushed a little more, forcing himself into her throat and chuckling as she started to gag, reveling in the way her throat muscles massaged him.

Marina could barely breathe, her throat completely blocked as the coppery flavor of the dog's pre dripped and squirt in her mouth. Gagging and nearly choking, she tried to pull away, nearly passing out before she felt him withdraw. Taking a lung full of air, she tried to scream again. Clive was faster, moving in front of her and covering her mouth. "Your screams are going to be a problem, best I fix that myself." He unzipped again, tugging out his penis and forcing her to take it. "Mmmm, not as tight as your slutty cunt, but damn."

The doberman, still laughing walked around behind her. Sticking a finger into her pussy and working it around. "Kitty still wet, make kitty easier to bitch." Then roughly rammed the finger in and out, making Marina whimper in pain as the dog played with her.

Clive chuckled at his friend's statement, and looked down at the whimpering girl "Oh what's that? No, no...don't talk with your mouth full." Fucking her face and smiling at the pain and suffering she was receiving.

Pulling out his finger, Pete grabbed the large shaft pointing from his front. He didn't care if she was wet or not, and didn't try to make it easy. He just forced her cunt apart with it, stretching her young pussy as he thrust inside like a total beast.

Marina screamed, even with Clive inside her mouth, the pain nearly unbearable as she felt it was being torn apart. Her claws found the tiger's arms and she dug in while her body tried to brace itself against the bestial thrusts of the canine.

"oh, kitty very tight bitch!" as Pete struggled to get himself inside her, and somehow managed to. He heard the cheetah's whimpers and that made him go harder and faster. He was in heaven as his cock was squeezed by that young slit. He panted, his tongue sticking out as he rammed her.

The girl's body was starting to react again, Her heat kindling the body's natural instincts, and the flavor of Clive in her mouth exacerbating it. She moved, less of her own self, and more of the rabid dog, into his thrusts. Her pussy tingling and yet aching with pain as she felt the second orgasm of her life buidling. She cried and whimpered some more, not wanting to feel the pleasure at the same time wanting it. Succumbing to the instinct, the orgasm built and released. She moaned with the tiger cock in her mouth, making him cum again. She swallowed, unable to stop as her body spasmed. Then, she stopped as she began to feel something else.

Pete moaned and howled as the girl came on his cock, and felt his knot starting to grow. Her orgasm bringing him closer. He watched as his buddy moaned, cumming into the cheetah's mouth. Then the dog smiled, waiting for just the right moment when Marina came down from her own orgasm; pressing the knot tight against her ass, then with some grunting, cramming it inside.

The knot, too big for such a small opening, began to tear her insides, making her rape even more painful. Her pussy was on fire, burning with pain. Her shrill screams filling the air before Clive could cover her mouth again, tilting his head in awe and looking at his friend "Well, at least she came first before you destroyed her."

The dog didn't hear anything, as he felt such extreme pleasure, never having been in anything so tight, not even when he took his own little sister. He tipped his head upward and howled many times as he reached his peak. His knot and cock releasing themselves, adding to the seed already in the womb from his friend. Sucking in air, and looking down as he came, he donkey punched the screaming girl before pulling out. "Bitch too loud." Then smiled at his handiwork. Some of the skin by her pussy torn from his knot. The mixture of canine and feline seed oozing and mixing with her blood.

He stood up now, redoing his pants. Both looked down at the crumpled and unconscious girl.

Clive, thinking for a moment, watched as she moved, her eyes opening up again. "We can't let her watch where we go..." And lifted up his leg, kicking her first in the belly to knock the wind from her, then her face, knocking the exhausted and beaten youngling out. "Ok Pete, we need to beat it before we're found here" And they both squeezed through the bleacher bars, looking back at the mess they left with a smile. Once free of the bleachers, they ran, hoping nobody could see them.

An hour passed before Marina would gain conciousness. She shook her head, her face in pain where she was kicked. Her belly tender and sore. She tried to her legs and such pain shot up her spine that she screamed, a very shrill scream. She cried loudly and didn't want to look down, but did anyway. Her thighs, caked with a mixture of semen, her own juices, and blood. Her pussy red and swollen, torn in some spots because of the knot. That was the most painful. She could barely move her legs; but forced herself up. Trying to cover her top with her pack, her bottom somewhat covered by the skirt, stained by the tiger cleaning himself on it. She had to crawl, and crawl slowly or the pain nearly made her pass out.

Eventually she made it to her back yard, and the back door. Crawling through it and hearing her mother frantic, wondering where she was, it had been hours. She could barely move, but forced herself into the next room, and weakly muttered "mom...." and hearing her mother scream before passing out again.

She awoke again, looking up at lights. She was in the hospital now, some of the pain receding and she fell asleep for another couple of hours. Awaking again, and hearing the doctor list her injuries to her parents. Vaginal tears, broken jaw, dislocated collarbone all set and treated. She passed out again as she heard the words "she may be pregnant"

Another few hours passed and she opened her eyes. This time hearing her parents arguing. Her father calling Marina a disgrace, a dishonor and an embarrassment to him, The words hurt more than her jaw and pussy. She passed out in sadness.

A week later, Marina made a decision. Her father wouldn't even talk to her, refusing to even look at her. Her small body was nearly healed now, and she rubbed her belly, thankful that the beating she received kept her from conceiving a litter from the rape. She waited until her parents had retired. Then grabbed a bag she packed that morning. Taking a small photo from the wall of the three of them, and placing it in the bag, she quietly left. Another child on the streets, as her father didn't care, and she would find her own way.

Then she smiled, remembering that the sex itself did cause some pleasure, and hoped to find that, without the pain.