{"sf1_id":722251,"sf2_id":"Rm06QlW1","title":"Wrong/Right Feelings prologue","author":"GuyBroDudeKing","words":823,"posted_at":"2014-06-25T13:39:00.000Z","tags":["Coyote","Highschool","M/M","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/722251-wrong-right-feelings-prologue","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rm06QlW1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/76/ea/76ea0848-89d0-406b-b817-cc86a709f340","description":"#2 of Wrong/right Feelings\n\nstory :D","content":"Ok, heres the real story :P\u0026nbsp;\n\nif you want Aces' backstory, read it ^^ ok enjoy\n\nBut here is a short for of what its about, he discoveres that he does like what he thought he'd like :P\n\n* * *\n\n1. Aces was so bored, driving with the bus to a stupid highschool he didnt want to go to....with assholes everywhere annoying him. The only thing he might like is PE, impressing some girls, with his muscles.\n\nThe bus began to fill, he was the first in it, he lived with his aunt in one house, because his parents died before he went to highschool. The other pupils were filling the bus more and more, mostly some canine races, a few felines too and some reptiles. There was nobody that seemed intresting enought for him to attract his attention.\n\nAll the seats were taken, all exept one. A rather small Coyote walked into the bus, he was the last one for this bus. The Coyote was smiling, it was his first day in hiyghschool, wich ment it was all the way exiting, new friends, new\u0026nbsp;experience\u0026nbsp;and maby sex...at least thats what he wanted to happen, just like in the movies. He walked through the bus, only one seat left, next to a wolf that looked like a\u0026nbsp;stereotypical bully, he had a tank-top on to display his muscles and some short jeans witch ended just below his kneecaps. His fur was grey and went a bit darker on the back, he had blue eyes.\n\nThe Coyote sat down next to him, shaking a bit, beeing nervous because of school.\u0026nbsp;\n\nAces looked to the Coyote next to him, a bit small, but he looked strong compared to his size, not like gym strong or football strong, the kind of 'I help my mother lifting heavy things up strong'. \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; He had soft, rust red fur and green eyes. He weared a red hoody and some pyjama pants \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; The Wolf looked at him, angry he began to speak with a deep voice \" Did i allow you to sit here, faggot\" \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Aces hated faggots, they disgusted him, just the image of some fucker sucking someones dick.\n\nThe Coyote just looked at him \"Wow, its just a seat calm down buddy its just a seat\" he giggled one time, thinking the wolf \u0026nbsp;wouldnt do anything. \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; He was wrong, Aces just grabbed his neck with his left hand and trew him to the ground, he landed with his face on bubble gum, his beautifull fur had now something sticking in it.\n\nThe coyotes good mood has dissapeared, the only thing he now felt was shame, and sadness, he was very emotional and a little tear formed in the corner of his eyes and Aces noticed that. \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \"You crying ?! HAHAAHA such a faggot\" With this response he just kicked the coyotes hip with his leg leaving the coyote to stand in the bus.\n\nAfter like 1 minute, the bus stopped on the school.\n\nAces still sat in the bus and slowely made his way out. While the Coyote was talking to a tigress.\n\n\"Really that asshole just trew you on the ground ?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yeah...now i got this thing in my fur\"\n\n\"Dont worry, i know what to do, come with me\"\n\nAll the pupils walked into the school, some were walking, some were talking.\n\nA few were smiling having others guiding.\n\nBut only Aces was alone, its his fault after all.\n\n* * *\n\ni just noticed the end is ryming, well hope you liked the prologue, plase leave some feedback :)\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Wrong/right Feelings","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/722243-wrong-right-feelings-aces-backstory.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/722252-wrong-right-feelings-chpt1.json"}}