{"sf1_id":6828,"sf2_id":"GnDjNlPe","title":"A Mouse Tail","author":"A_Mouse","words":1399,"posted_at":"2005-08-21T05:08:00.000Z","tags":["M/M","Mouse","Rape","Short","Violence","Watersports","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/6828-a-mouse-tail","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDjNlPe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/28/cc/28cc2dd5-4ea5-4991-a2b0-23bdc696147e","description":"","content":"Author: A Mouse  \nEdited By: Vishki Kindragon  \n  \n  \nA Mouse Tail  \n(m/m, violent, rape, non-con, blood, watersports, semi short, story development)  \n  \n  \n  \n  \nThe sun beat down on the pavement as a white furred mouse walked to his next  \nclass. He was 18, in high school, and what most referred to as a geek, or a  \nnerd. The mouse was just an inch over five feet tall, with large pink ears  \nand an equally large pair of glasses on his face. Unlike some anthromorphs,  \nthis mouse had no long head fur, like humans have hair, but just normal  \nshort mouse fur. On this day, he was wearing a white t-shirt with a Linux  \npenguin on the front, and \"Got Linux?\" on the back, as well as a pair of  \nblue jeans. Anthromorphs were not required to wear shoes at his school, and  \nhe preferred to go without them.  \n  \nHis next class was gym, with lunch afterwards, and then his  \nfavorite class: programming. But for now, he hurried to his least favorite  \nclass and sat in the gym. Today was a workout day in the gym and he had a  \nchange of clothing for it. The teacher, a muscular human, came out to the  \nclass, about half humans and half anthros, and started to prattle on about  \nhow important physical fitness was to growing young people.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The mouse wasn't listening; he was thinking about his big date  \nwith his girlfriend tonight -- it was all set up. He had been seeing the  \nwolfess for almost a year now, and things had been going wonderfully. She  \nwas lovely, and he loved her, and things just seemed to click with them. He  \nwas all but lost in dreamland when he suddenly noticed the instructor  \nstanding over him,  \n  \n\"Mister, Marcus Mouse?\" he said in a firm tone, snapping the  \nmouse from his daydream as he looked up at the instructor.  \n  \n\"It's just Mouse sir, and Yes?\" The mouse asked looking at into  \nthe teacher's green eyes.  \n  \n\"Go change and get ready for class, or are you refusing to  \nparticipate, again?\" His instructor punctuated the last word with a hard tap  \nto his clipboard.  \n  \nMouse looked at the instructor. He was fairly good looking for a  \ntailless, which was how some of the anthros referred to humans. He was  \nperhaps six feet tall, with red hair, brown eyes, and an excellent build. He  \nalways had on a tank top and a pair of shorts that showed off his legs and  \narms. Mouse suddenly wondered what he looked like naked.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Marcus!\" shouted the instructor, \"Go get ready!\"  \n  \nMouse jumped up and ran to the anthro locker room, as it was  \nseparate from the humans. There were slaves in his community, some human and  \nsome anthro, and they also had to use the anthro locker room and showers.  \nMouse felt this to be degrading for him and his classmates, but anthros had  \nnever gotten the respect the humans seemed to demand.  \n  \nHe changed clothing quickly trying to shake the fact that he was  \nfantasizing about his instructor before heading out for class. The class was  \nhard today, a lot of running and jumping. The instructor said that Field  \nDay, a day for the students to compete, was coming up and everyone needed to  \nbe in their best condition.  \n  \nMouse was tired. He hated physical exertion, but soon class was  \nover and he was allowed to go to the locker rooms and shower. The last  \nfifteen minutes of class was devoted to letting the students shower before  \nlunch. Mouse liked to wait until most of the students had cleared out before  \nhe began. He was too embarrassed to be seen naked.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Once he saw the coast was clear, he slipped out of his clothing and into the  \nshower. The cool water felt good soaking his fur and cooling his overheated  \nbody. A late straggler, a male wolf, came in and stripped. Mouse didn't  \nmind; they were public showers after all. The wolf moved over to the shower  \nright next to Mouse and began to wash.  \n  \nMouse was nearly done when he heard the wolf comment, \"You have a nice ass  \nthere, rodent!\" Mouse was shocked. He had his back to the wolf, and was  \nabout to turn around to face him, but a hand found the back of his neck and  \npushed him into the wall. \"Not a move, rodent, or else I'll break your neck  \nand leave, and no one will know it was me.\"  \n  \nScared to death, Mouse remained where the hand pushed him as another reached  \nup and pulled his glasses off, \"Make a sound and it will be the last you  \never make.\" the wolf growled behind him. Mouse was practically blind;  \neverything was fuzzy now and he couldn't make anything out. The water knob  \nhad been hit, and the spray was colder than it had been before, but the wolf  \ndidn't seem to mind.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I think you will make a nice little bitch. Raise that pretty tail and let  \nme see your ass.\" The wolf growled to him slapping his rear firmly and  \nrubbing over a rumpcheek. Mouse was horrified. Here he was, about to be  \nraped by a wolf, in the school locker room! He tried to think fast but found  \nhis thought to be to slow as the wolf growled at him.  \n  \n\"You're taking too long mousie. I guess I'll show you how it's done!\" the  \nwolf sneered, grabbing his tail and yanking it up. Before Mouse could even  \nreact, a huge member was stuffed into his anal ring, stretching his rear and  \nfilling him. It hurt, badly, and the only thing he could think of was he  \nwanted it out of him. The wolf began thrusting rapidly, not caring for  \nMouse's discomfort, releasing Mouse's neck and grabbing his hips instead,  \nthrusting his massive member into the small rodent's rear end. Mouse yelped,  \nsqueaked and cried in pain, but the wolf never blinked an eye, only riding  \ninto the rodent's rear harder.  \n  \nThe battering to the poor mouse's prostrate caused his own member to erect,  \nthe black flesh standing out from his sheath. The wolf ignored the rodent's  \nhard on and continued humping into the mouse, his red shaft pounding in and  \nout of the virgin rear, until his knot began to form. Mouse had never seen  \none before but had read about canine reproduction and knew what that budge  \nwas that was slamming against his bottom. Mouse began to protest being tied  \nto the wolf when his rapist slammed hard, ripping mouse's anal ring and  \nsliding his knot into his rear. Mouse screamed in pain, but the wolf howled  \nin pleasure, unloading into the rodent's backside.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Mouse grunted and groaned. This was worse then anything he had ever  \nimagined, even before the wolf violently pulled from his rear, ripping his  \nsmall anal ring further. Blood and cum gushed from down his legs as Mouse  \ntried to stay standing, but he fell to the floor of the showers instead. He  \npanted softly, his body hurting all over as he looked up at his attacker.  \nThe wolf was grinning and holding his shaft in his hand. He let lose a  \nstream of urine on the rodent, pissing over his crotch, rear and hip.  \n  \n\"You're mine now, Rodent. MY bitch. Be here tomorrow at the same time so we  \ncan do this again. IF you so much as breathe a word to a classmate, a  \nteacher, or your parents, I'll kill you\" he growled, as he finished pissing  \non the mouse. Mouse was still stunned from the trauma, looking up at the  \nwolf. \"But I..\" was all he managed to say before the wolf's foot found his  \nchest, kicking him hard.  \n  \n\"I said tomorrow, Bitch. Be here, or be dead.\" the wolf stated simply, and  \nwalked out, leaving mouse there in a puddle of water, urine, cum, and blood.  \nHe took a deep breath, feeling his ribs to make sure nothing was broken  \nbefore he stood up. He swallowed his panic, trying to think. What could he  \ndo? Run away, and hide? Maybe the wolf would not kill him if he told,  \nmaybe.? He knew he didn't want to do that again the next day. his tailhole  \nhad stopped bleeding, but it still hurt.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Mouse gingerly washed himself clean and swallowed again. He would decide  \nwhat to do. tomorrow.  \n  \n\n"}