{"sf1_id":721974,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Pulling the Wool over my Eyes","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":3094,"posted_at":"2014-06-24T20:12:00.000Z","tags":["Highschool","M/F","Sheep","Tiger","Vaginal","Wolf","secret"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/721974-pulling-the-wool-over-my-eyes","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/721974","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=721974\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#10 of Miscellany\n\nAnother random bit. Hope you enjoy.","content":"                Oh hi! My\nname is Darla Wolston. Yeah, that's right, I went to Rockville High School.\nFunny how no one remembers it except for that one winning year. Really, I can\ntake sports or leave it, but since the football team needed cheerleaders, I\nwent for tryouts. Since I was one of the prettiest sheep in school, I\nautomatically got put on the squad.                 The\nfootball team sucked. There were no other words for it. We were a farm team,\nliterally. Our school was so boondocks that even other farm schools had trouble\nfinding us. The players were mostly herbivores. The few that weren't; a\nDoberman, a puma and a badger, were mostly on the team because the old coach\nthough they might instill some fear in our opponents. Billy the badger had\nasthma, so that killed that. The other two couldn't hold the entire team\ntogether.                Over\nthe summer between by junior and senior year, the coach suddenly retired. He\nwas replaced by a Mr. Wolfram. Yeah, he was a Lupine, a big burly, no-nonsense\nsort of fellow. Word had it he was former military. He looked it. We didn't\nhave many of his kind around here, so we all found him to be huge and terrible.                But he\nwasn't the only surprise waiting for us on the first day of school. We got a\nnew kid. He was tall, handsome to the point of being pretty, and made all the\ngirls swoon. His teeth , when he smiled, were as sharp as knives. He happened\nto smile a lot. He had more brawn than the three best football players put\ntogether.                So, do\nI need to say that he was drafted onto the football team and made the\nquarterback? The new coach had no qualms about making the announcement without\nmaking any of the usual consultations. But even the boys in the school thought that\nthis new kid was pretty cool, so no one complained.                The new\nkid, his name was Samuel. He dressed cool, looked cool, and played it cool. Of\ncourse, all the girls wanted to see him without his clothes on, and I was right\nin there with them. Those orange and black stripes were for us like seeing an\nexotic super car in the parking lot. We knew we couldn't sit in it, but we\nwanted to see as much of it as we could. What? Oh, yeah. Samuel was a tiger!                What\nwas he doing way out here? We all wanted to know the answer to that. But he\nnever said a word, the teachers claimed ignorance, and the principal was as\ntight as a clam about it. Samuel spent a lot of time with the football team,\nand they came to adore him. But he had a few quirks. One of them was that he\nhung out an awful lot with Mr. Wolfram. Of course, it took a while for all the oddities\nto add up. By then we were on our way to being state champs and no one really\ncared.                Well, I\ncared. I wanted to be the first to get under that big fellow. School rules say\nno mixing between the species, but we did it all the time. All we had to do was\nleave for school early and do it in the car, or afterwards at someone's house\nwhose parents weren't home yet. I didn't consider myself a slut. But I did like\ngetting laid. And...if you stayed away from your own kind, you never needed\nprotection. It was perfect.                Samuel\nhad an obvious chunk of meat in his pants. It was big enough to attract notice,\neven with his pants on. I assessed it and figured I'd regret it, but I was\nstill determined to get him in my own pants. The question was, how would I get\nhis notice? If he wasn't in class, he was practicing football, and if he wasn't\non the field, he was in the coach's office. No one knew where he lived, which\nwas a bit weird. In fact, no one had ever seen his parents. But out here, you\ntended to mind your own business.                These\nmysteries and more confronted us as a whole. But as a football player, he\nunited us behind him. He took a small, unknown school and blasted us to the\nforefront. It was hard to not like him despite the oddities. The same went for\nthe coach. He was solitary, but then that wasn't all bad. He wasn't likely to\nget in your face about anything. I found out the hard way.                Me and\nRogan were getting it on in the boys locker room. I guess maybe my bleating got\na little loud. I don't know for certain. But in the end, Mr. Wolfram found us.\nRogan just stopped in mid thrust and stared. I about broke into tears. But that\nbig tough wolf just smiled a little and said, \"Carry on!\" He turned on his heel\nand left. He could do no wrong in my eyes after that. But that was before the\nother thing.                I spent\na lot of time chasing after Samuel. He was nice to me, but he never made a move\nto drag me into a corner to ravish me. Ok, so that sounds corny, but despite my\nbest flirtation, he never made a move. It was frustrating.                One\nday, I decided to ramp up my efforts. It was after school, and we were out on\nthe practice field. The girls had their routines to do, and since I was part of\nthe squad, I was out there too. But I kept my eye on Samuel. Watching him never\ngrew old. No one could tackle him because he simply wouldn't let them. It was the\nway with the other teams; our opponents. It was like no one could touch him.                After\npractice, he followed the coach to his office, opting out of the showers that\nthe other players were heading to.  I\nfollowed him; them I guess, into the school and to the coach's office. The door\nclosed after them. Seeing no other alternative, I waited outside.                It grew\nquiet, but then, after a little bit there was a noise inside. I couldn't tell\nwhat the noise was, but I knew it was odd. My curiosity got the better of me\nand I tried the door. It was unlocked! I opened it and slipped inside. The\ninner room was empty except for the desk, chair and bookcases.                 The\ndoor to another room was open, spilling light into the one I was in. The noise\nwas coming from in there. I tiptoed to the door and looked inside. What I saw\nboth made my heart sink and gave me a thrill at the same time. Samuel was bent\nover a couch, his pants down. Mr. Wolfram was fucking him. I never would have\ntaken either of them for being gay, but right here was the evidence.  Like I said, it made my heart sink.                Here,\nall this time, I had been wasting my effort trying to seduce a gay guy. I felt\nlike a fool. I watched them going at it for who knows how long. Then, just as\nthey seemed to be finishing up, I regained my senses. If they caught me I was\ndone for. I took one last look and then slipped back out the way I came.                I\ndecided to keep the information to myself. There was no point in ruining the\npresent level of school spirit by telling everyone what I had seen. It wasn't\nthat we couldn't tolerate gays, just that so many girls had their heart set on\nhim. And all the guys might get threatened by the news.                So it\nwas funny when Samuel looked me up a week later. I would normally have been\noverjoyed, but now his presence wasn't cutting it for me. But I figured I'd be\npolite. In his husky voice, he pulled me aside and asked why I had suddenly\nbeen avoiding him.                What was\nI going to say? I figured I'd just be brave and tell him. I walked outside and\naround a corner. When I turned to face him, I could tell already that he\nsomehow knew what I knew.  I smiled and\ntold him what I saw. He took it better than I thought he would.                \"Look\nDarla, I'm not that interested in girls. But then you know that.  Of course, being interested in the guys on\nyour football team makes for a tricky time. So I pretty much stay out of everyone's\nway. And yeah, me and coach have something going on. I need someone to scratch\nmy itches.\"                I\nalmost felt sorry for him.  Still the\nthought of such a wonderful guy getting it in the ass made my heart falter. I\nwas so hoping to get him in me. Now it turns out someone was getting into him.\nMy brain replayed the incident I had witnessed. I drove it back down.                \"Look\nSammy, I don't mean to judge, but why is a big tough guy like you getting\nfucked by an old guy like the coach? Surely you could find someone like you\nthat's a bit younger?\"                     \"Like\nme?\" He looked confused for a second. Then he smiled. \"Indeed. Like me. I'll\ntell you what Darla. If you want the truth; the whole damn truth, then come to\nthe coach's office after practice tomorrow. But here's the thing. Only come if\nyou have every intention of keeping your mouth shut. You've done pretty well so\nfar, so I think you have a good heart. But if you spill a word of this, I can't\nsay what will happen to you. This matter is that serious.\"                I could\nhardly wait until the hour came for the big reveal. I was waiting in the office\nwhen they got off the field. Samuel looked at me a smiled. The coach was a\nlittle less inviting. \"What the hell is this little ball of wool doing here?\"                \"That\nlittle ball of wool happened to sneak into your office recently because you\nforgot to lock it.\"                Mr. Wolfram's\neyes got really wide. \"Did I now? So what does she know?\"                \"Not\nenough at this point. I figure she should know it all. She has been kind enough\nto keep what she knows under her hat.\"                The\ncoach stood over me. \"What do you think you know, you little morsel?\"                I\nstuttered. \"That you and Sammy are gay!\"                \"Gay!\"\nHe spit out? Then he looked at Sam. \"Gay?\"                Sammy\nwas grinning. \"Hey, what else was she supposed to think? I was bent over the\ncouch and you were fucking from the back. I am the quarterback, and you are the\ncoach!\"                The\nwolf stopped for just a moment. He looked down at me and began laughing. \"Ho ho\nho ho! Ha ha ha ha! Oh God! Me gay?\" He had tears in his eyes. Then he turned\nto Sam. \"Oh course kid, you know, if things were switched around, I'd probably\nstill fuck you!\"                To say\nI was lost was an understatement.  I had\nno idea what was going on. Sammy tapped the coach on the shoulder. The wolf\nnodded. Sammy kicked off his shoes, peeled off his socks, dropped his pants and\nbent over the couch. Mr. Wolfram dropped his pants too, exposing a sizable red\ncock. I was instantly taken in by it. Everything I had felt inside me to this point\ncould not compare to his magnificent specimen. It was too bad it was being\nwasted on Sammy.                I had\nlet my gaze wander, so that when I cleared it to view the room at large, all I\ncould see was the striped tiger ass hanging over the end of the couch. That ass\nwhich should be suspended over me! Now it was going to get reamed by that piece\nof meat from an older man. What I wouldn't give to have either of those males\ninside me! How could they say they weren't gay! Look how they were!                Coach\nwas quick to slam into Sammy. From my seat, I didn't get to see things as they\nhappened, but I could tell when he was in. Sammy gripped the cushions and\nsighed. I was sort of disgusted. A few of the guys had tried poking me in the\nrear, and I had told them what they could do with it. But he looked like he was\nenjoying himself so much that I was beginning wonder if there was something to\nit.                I was\neven wondering if Sammy would consent to screw me while the coach fucked him at\nthe same time. The more I watched his rippling muscle, the more I returned to\nwanting him. Even when the old wolf finished pounding away and pulled out,\nleaving a trail of white, did I still have the hots for him. That was until he\nstood and faced me. My heart sank to the floor.                He saw\nmy expression and nodded. Now his voice was a little higher. \"Hi Darla. Not\nwhat you expected is it? It's kind of hard to be gay when you're a female who\nlikes boys.\"                My\nmouth was open. \"But your cock!\"                Sammy\nreached down to his pants and pulled out a dildo. \"It get's tiring having this\nthing stuck inside your pants all the time. But to carry out a good charade,\nyou have to make sacrifices.\"                She\nhanded the piece of latex to me. It was vulgar in its size. I was so disappointed\nthat this hadn't been real. \"But why? Just to play football?\"                She\nlaughed until she hit the floor. Mr. Wolfram was just standing there, naked and\namused.  \"No Darla, this has nothing to\ndo with football. Do you remember the Milford bombing last year?\"                I did.\nIt was before Sammy had come to the school. It happened in one of the bigger\ncities a long ways away. \"Sure I do. The daughter of the owner of the Pantheris\nCorporation was killed in an attack. Her car blew up with her in it. Killed her\ninstantly.\"                \"Yep!\nExcept I wasn't in the car at the time. Father figured that if it was known\nthat I survived, another attempt would be made on my life. So I was hidden\naway. I was told I could go where ever I wanted. Father figured I go overseas,\nbut I decided that the best place to hide was out in the open in the middle of\nnowhere.\"                I was\nprocessing this as fast as I could. \"Are you saying you acted like a guy to\nfool everyone?\"                \"Yes! I\ndidn't want to hurt anyone, but I had to hide in a way no one would think of.\nEven if I got \"famous\" out here, the chances of someone figuring out who I really\nwas, was slim.\"                I\ngrappled with that. \"But then why are you getting fucked by the coach?\"                Mr. Wolfram\nsmiled. \"I'm no coach Darla. I'm her body guard. The school was gracious enough\nto give me the job. Sammy's father gave the former coach a big payoff to retire\nearly, and if Sammy get's through the year intact, then the school will get\nmore money than they will know what to do with. Being her body guard has its\ndrawbacks, but it has its perks as well.\" He raised his eyebrows and winked.                I was\nstaring at the lower half of a half clothed tigress. I was envious of the muscle\nand beauty in her form. God! I was getting hot looking at another female! \"Wha'is\nyour real name? Wait, I think I remember. Samantha Listrado?\"                She smiled.\n\"Very good! You see, even out her people have heard of me. So it was important\nto keep up a solid ruse to keep folks off track. I was doing pretty good until\nyou came along. I could tell you really wanted a piece of me, and if I had been\nmale, you can bet I would have been plugging your pretty little, uhm, hole!\"                I\nblushed. I blushed even more when she finished undressing. As she pulled off\nher shirt, I could see her chest was taped down flat. Mr. Wolfram carefully\nundid the massive layer restraining her. Eventually, two beautiful breasts\npopped into being. It was amazing how quickly she had gone from looking like a\nmember of one sex to another.                \"So you\nsee Darla, this is why there has been so much hush-hush on things. I can't let\nyou tell anyone, but I think I can count on you to keep quiet.\"                I wasn't\nso inclined. \"Do you know how many wet dreams I've had about you? Do you? And\nnow you've destroyed them. I think you owe me something. \"                \"What's\nthat?\"                My\nsmiled was huge. \"I want invited over to your little parties from now on. I may\nnot be able to tell anyone about them, but the hell if I'm missing out on this\nsort of fun!\"                \"But\nDarla, I'm not a guy!\"                \"You're\nright. You're not. But I have been thinking about strange things ever since I\nthought you were gay. So I think that I can try a little fun with the\nquarterback, and with the coach too. Besides, it might do you good having a\ngirlfriend. I'll make the others think that you're not gay, and I'll be queen\nof the sidelines.\"                Sammy roared\nwith laughter. \"Ok Darla, you've got a deal. But you need to remember one more\nthing.\"                \"And what's\nthat?\"                \"I'm\nnot really a teenager. I turned twenty two weeks ago. Does that bother you?\"                I\nlooked at the wolf. \"How old is he?\"                He\nanswered. \"Forty three\"                \"Then I\nguess if I can deal with an ancient relic like him, I can deal with the likes\nof you!\"                Sammy\nput her paws on my shoulders. \"Good for you. I hope you know what you're in\nfor.\"                Before I\ncould answer, I was pushed over. I still had my cheerleading outfit on. I felt\nthe material over my crotch being pushed aside. That was followed by something hot\nand hard. Sammy leaned down and looked me in the eyes. \"I'd take a deep breath\nif I were you. You may not have room or the time for one once he gets going.\" I gripped her arms and tensed p. This was\nhappening much sooner than I expected."}