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Kool Kat Chronicles, chapter three (part one): School Days...

Bang!

James woke with a start, what happened... dreaming, he had been dreaming. His mother... Sylvia... it was all clear now, every detail of that horrible night, from learning Sylvia's secret, all the way to... his mother...

"Where am I?" James looked around, this wasn't his room... who's bed was he in? He yawned softly, now he remembered... that was a month ago... he looked around again, Uncle Bob... he was in his Uncles house...

"Damn!" James checked his bedside clock and rushed out of bed, he needed to make breakfast before his Uncle woke up. He quickly shoved an old shirt on and some shorts, he slide out of his door on the socks he had slept in. Rushing quickly down the stairs he stopped by Christie's room... she was still asleep... James smiled, he was happy his sister could sleep without nightmares, as he had.

James shook his head violently and slid into the kitchen, to find Uncle Bob Kat sitting at the kitchen table with a stern look on his face "Good mornin' boy..." James Gulped "Good morning Uncle Bob"

Bob glared at James drumming his fingers on the table, His grotesquely large stomach poking against it as his fingers tapped "Why isn't breakfast ready yet boy?" James blinked back a tear as he knew what was soon to happen "I'm sorry sir, I was-" Bob cut him off "I'll bet I know what you were doing!" He got up removing his belt from his legs "You were dreaming of doing some more mutt fucking, weren't you, mutt fucker!" Bob raised his paw high with his thick leather belt, swinging it down with a painful SMACK against James' left leg, James let out a roar of pain feeling that sting surge through his leg.

"Is that what you were doing?! Was it mutt fucker?!" again and again Bob raised his paw high into the air, only to bring it back with a painful SMACK against his legs. "Now you get your ass in there and make some god damn food, boy!" Bob belted in his southern twang accent.

James gave a small sniff and padded slowly over to the stove to begin making breakfast. "Where is your mother killing sister?" James' eyes went wide for a split second..."W-what...did you say?" he gritted his teeth together, hoping his Uncle would not say it again. "I said, where the hell is your mother killing sister!" James gripped a fisted paw hard on a frying pan "That...wasn't...her.. fault..."

"Boy, let me tell you something, if you dare back talk me again then we are gonna have some problems." Uncle Bob sneered, James clawed into the handle of the pan "You already have problems.." He mumbled to himself, "What was that boy?!" James sighed "Nothing, sir, breakfast will be ready soon..."

Meanwhile in the room next to the foot of the stairs, Christie was tossing and turning in bed, fighting away nightmares about her mother. It really wasn't her fault... she had seen her mother burst in through the door and jumped out the window, things might have been okay if she hadn't have gone and gotten Sylvia's father... It was his fault, it had to be, she didn't tell him to bring it... she didn't tell him to bring the gun...

Bang!

Christie snapped her eyes open with a small whine, as long as she kept telling herself things would be alright... they would. She knew this was true... no she could only hope.. Nothing was alright in her Uncles house, not that it wasn't a nice house, with two floors, and spacious beds for the two cubs to sleep in. Indeed, the house was just fine, It was Uncle Bob's attitude towards the cubs. He had no use for common names, no, James was "Mutt Fucker" and Christie was "The Mother Killer"

He was rude, obnoxious, and always on edge. If Uncle Bob did not have things his way, then he took it out on the two children that had been "Placed on his back like a heavy burden" as he so put it.

Christie sighed and hoped out of bed getting dressed in some random garments from her drawer, not really caring how she looked. Padding into the kitchen she looked around for any sign of her cruel Uncle before padding over to James and kissing him lightly on the lips as he worked at the stove. "It's going to get better, right?" she smiled softly, James only sighed "Christie, I wont lie to you, things look really glum right now, we are being treated like humans, forced to do all of that fat bastard's work for him, I probably wont get any of this breakfast that I am making, and I'm deprived of the thing I love the most...you..," he kissed her softly again "I don't see how things could get worse.. So yes, they can only get better."

He smiled reassuringly and turned back to the stove "The fat guy is outside working on his truck like always, I doubt he'll ever get it fixed" he laughed "too damn stupid to tie his own shoes, much less fix a car" he grinned. Christie rested a paw on his shoulder "Stop saying those things James... you're scaring me." James flipped a pancake over, "Christie... I'm sorry.. You're right."

James sighed softly "Breakfast is ready, could you go get Uncle Bob for me sis?" Christie merely nodded and padded out with a hopeful smile on her face.

"Say grace boy!" James stiffled a groan, He was hungry, all he got was a pancake, what did he have to be thankful enough to pray for? But if he didn't say Grace, he knew what would happen...

Upon saying grace, he looked across the table, taking steady sips of water as to not attract too much attention to himself, he looked at his Uncle, 'Stuffing his face as always...'. Then he looked over to Christie, she only stared down at her plate, 'she's barely eating at all...,' James thought to himself 'I wonder what she's thinking...'

Christie stared straight down at her plate, simply picking at her food with her fork, she was hungry, but not for food... she needed to yiff, she always fought the urge to grab hold of her brother and rip his clothes off.. She needed to yiff, it was that simple, these days she always felt light headed, she had almost no appetite and felt sick to her stomach.. Without yiff, her life was.. Not, it just didn't feel right when she couldn't yiff.. She needed to go to her room.. "Uncle Bob, May I please.. Be excused, I'm feeling a bit uneasy.."

Bob sighed, "You may go to your room...," he jerked his head, his fat neck jiggling as he did so, to look at James "do you want the rest of her food boy?" James looked up, he hadn't really been paying attention to anything, he gazed deep into Christies eyes.. She nodded at him with a soft smile "I suppose," James smiled back to her softly.

Christie left the room, Leaving James to sit in awkward silence with his Uncle, finally it was Bob that spoke "I almost forgot, I've signed you both up for school already." James perked his ears up, he had almost forgotten about the new year of school coming up "What school?"

Bob smiled as if he had done some kind of great deed "You will be going to Doctor Felis' Junior high school for esteemed felines, and I expect only the best grades from someone of my own blood!" Uncle Bob ranted, forgetting to mention that he himself was high school drop out, James had always done good in school, not among the best, but he was always on good behavior and usually made fair grades. "Yes sir."

Meanwhile, Christie was Lying in bed with a broad smile on her face, in the afterglow of a much needed orgasm, gently rubbing her warm cunny lips as she thought of her brother, Sylvia.. And her mom..no. Not her mom, she didn't need to think of that. Sylvia.. She missed Sylvia, 'What happened to hir..?' she thought to herself, she liked the thought of having that hard cock inside of her, with a dripping cunny not far behind..

"mmm" she purred out, letting a finger slip into her nether lips slowly, she thought about Sylvia, that sweet canine muzzle being brought up to the lips of her treasure, she gave her throbbing clit a gentle pinch and moaned softly in bliss.

She brought a finger to the nipple of her large breasts, and rubbed it. Stroking her hard nub, purring softly, while her finger pumped slowly into the warmth of her cunt, then back out into the cold air, each time more and more of her juices flowing. She brought her finger up to her muzzle and let her tongue lash out to it, getting all of her tasty juices, and loving it.

She brought her paw back to her cunt and gave her breast a firm squeeze as she slide two of her fingers deep into her needy treasure. Purring out loudly she brought her other paw to her muzzle, sucking hard on her finger, moaning softly around it.

She let out a small whimper around her finger feeling her orgasm begin to approach; she pumped her finger in and out of her muzzle, as her juices flowed around the other fingers inside of her cunny. She felt her body begin to shiver, as she was sent over the edge. She bit down on her finger to keep from moaning out load as her cum slid down the deep fingers in her nether lips.

Laying there panting in the afterglow of her second orgasm that day, she took her finger out of her muzzle only to bring the other paw up to her mouth and lick her cum off it with a murr. She loved the tasted of her cum, she didn't know why, it was just so good..

"Hey Christie open up!" she heard James knocking on the door. "Bob says we're gonna go shopping for school" She bit her lip to suppress a groan, "uh.. Coming!" Quickly she jumped up, grabbed some random clothes from nearby, and within minutes was ready to go..

James walked silently through the long isles of the department store, he liked being here, not just in the town, away from the dull country like land that Bob chose to live in, where the nearest neighbor was at least a half mile away, but more over, he liked being in these isles, the way he could get lost in the maze of products and sales. Here he could be alone, even when surrounded by a crowd, he could find some kind of peace... unless if Bob was around...

"Boy!" he heard the loud obnoxious voice of his uncle, far too close, and soon enough he was found, taken from the safety of his hide-away maze and back into cold reality. "You keep your ass right near me, boy!" James sighed and looked at his shoes "Yes sir.." he muttered.

As James followed his uncle closely, he noticed his sister eyeing certain make up products and other things, even though under the close watch of her Uncle, she seamed to be having a good time, she liked imagining herself in those clothes.. Dressed up nice and sexy for her brother... Christie let a murr escape her lips, getting a glare from Bob.

"Don't be getting no ideas girl, Murderers don't need good things..." James saw Christie glare at Bob, Making a rude gesture with her finger when he turned his back, James was barely able to suppress a snicker, he smiled at his sister in a "you're awesome." kind of way, which she returned with a smile that gleamed the words "I know."

Bob stopped, James and Christie coming to a dead halt right behind him, "You look around for school supplies." Bob motioned toward an isle with bags, pens, and other school supplies in stock. James nodded and walked down the isle, Christie close behind.

The very second they were sure they were out of Bobs sight, they threw themselves into each others arms and kissed deeply, They both missed being together like they used to. Christie whined softly wrapping her arms around her brother, but James broke the kiss "Enough.. We can't do this here," he sighed "let's look for our stuff..."

No less than five minutes later, James and Christie stepped out of the isle with pens, bags, and paper, looking around for their Uncle "Oh my god.." James sighed, slapping his palm into his own forehead. Christie gazed ahead and couldn't suppress a giggle as she saw her Uncle Try to put the moves on a, rather pretty, Tigress.

The tigress was smiling politely though James could see in her eyes that she was desperately looking for a way out of the conversation. Meanwhile, Bob blabbed on about some election that had taken place when he was a cub "I tell you what, if he hadn't of won Ida' just died!"

James groaned "Geez Bob, don't do us any favors.." Christie gasped suddenly. and he saw Bob had suddenly went silent, turning slowly to face him. "Boy... what did you say to me?"

James's eyes went wide with fear "I.. I didn't say anything, sir" Bob glared at him "Let's go..."

The ride home was less than enjoyable, Christie staring straight out the window. James, fighting not to look at his uncle, and Bob driving twenty miles over the speed limit. They finally arrived home, "Get your stuff out of the truck." Bob commanded, Christie and James rushed to the Bed of the truck quickly "Wait!" said Bob, looking Directly at James "You come with me boy..."

James slowly followed his uncle into the house, Bob pointed to the back door, James looked up at him with fear, which Bob only returned with a look of malice. James silently strode out the back door, walking slowly to the bush from which he knew he was to pick a switch for his own punishment. He picked a long, skinny one, he knew this one would hurt bad, but he also knew that if he picked one too small, Bob was likely to beat him with the whole bush.

For James the walk back from the bush of switches was one of the longest walks he would ever take. His fear of the very thing he held in his own paw, made it just that much longer, the way the long thin wooden rod waved in the air as he held it, the soft 'swoosh' sound it made when it moved too fast, all of it made him fear his uncle more.

Bob snatched the switch out of James paw and examined it quickly, following with a swift command, "Bend over and drop yo' drawers, Muttfucker!". James whimpered in reply, bending over a chair and lowering his pants and boxers. His blue furred rear now exposed to the world, "Boy, Im'a tear that ass up so bad, your fur gonna be red when I'm done!" and at that Bob raised his paw high into the air, the switch making that horrible 'swoosh' noise, followed by another 'swoosh' and a 'WHACK!' as it made contact with, not his rear, but his legs, which received a loud whimper from James.

Again and again Bob continued slashing into James's back with the switch, a grin of malice upon his muzzle, for the next half hour Bob continued his 'corporal punishment' swinging down hard against James's legs, rear, and back. Finally it stopped, James looked back to see his uncle staring at a broken switch, his own tears had matted the fur under his eyes. "Alright muttfucker...," Bob grumbled "go to bed.."

James did not sleep easy that night, dealing with everything from rubbing his sore parts, to thinking about his sister, and about his uncle, and his mom... he shook his head, he needed to stop thinking about her.. She was dead, and he needed to accept that.. He rolled over onto his side, a small groan erupting from his muzzle. That memory still hurt.. He wished she were here, his mother had always been able to comfort him, even if at times she could be... disagreeable..

He pushed that thought into the back of his head, and began to think about Sylvia.. He wondered where she was at now, what she would be doing right now.. Sleeping, like he should be, he chuckled to himself and rolled over again, he gave a soft sigh and slowly fell asleep.

James stepped out of the rickety old truck, followed quickly by his sister, facing his new school. "Be good at school, boy, and don't forget that you gotta walk home today!" he heard his uncle shout before driving off, a backfire erupting from his muffler. James turned to his sister and grinned, gripping the straps of his backpack "At least we won't have to deal with him while we're here, eh sis?" she giggled and smiled brightly at him. They began looking for their classes, heading first to the front office of the school, met by a Secretary feline, who smiled brightly at them both.

"Hello there, are you new to the school?" She spoke, keeping the bright smile. James nodded, "We need to know which classes we'll be in." She hummed softly, "Well, tell me your names dear and I'll find out for you." James did as asked and gave him their names, "Let me see," she typed into a keyboard before looking away from the screen to Christie, "Hun, you'll be in Professor Rashawn's class in room one-twentyfour, and you..." She looked at James then tapped afew letters into the keyboard. With a final tap of the keyboard and a large grin to James, she spoke again "Well, it looks like you'll be attending classes with Doctor Felis himself, in room one-eleven"

James tilted his head and gave the secretary a questioning look. "You mean the owner of this place, teaches here too?" she nodded at him then looked at a clock on her desk. "You better hurry to class kids, school is going to start soon."

James walked quickly out of the office with his sister, then, after looking both ways down the hall and making sure the office door was closed, he gave his sister a quick kiss on the lips and smiled. "See you after class sis."

James walked through the door of room 111 and took the nearest seat he could find, getting curious looks from the other felines in the room, to which James noted, there were very few. As he gazed around the room, he noticed he was one out of only ten students in the class.

James sat up quickly in his seat as he heard the classroom door open and close. A jet black panther walked into the room, cloaked in a white lab coat that billowed softly behind him as he walked quickly to his desk. "Good morning class!" He said, smiling brightly.

To James surprise, the classes response was not a droning 'good morning teacher..' In fact, They all smiled brightly back and greeted him in the way one would an old friend, not as a teacher should be at all, James thought.

The teacher looked over half moon spectacles to peer directly at James, "Aha, and it would seem that we have a new student. You must be Bob's nephew that he's told me so very little of." James nodded softly "You know my uncle, sir?" he asked quietly.

The teacher laughed "Oh, yes. Much to my displeasure, we've met, and please, none of that 'sir' stuff, the class calls me Felis." James laughed softly, "Much to your displeasure, sir?"

To which Felis nodded, smiling politely. "Let us just say.. We have different views on things, your uncle and me, and I told you to cut that 'sir' business." He laughed.

"Now then, James," Felis stood up and made a sweeping motion with his paw across the room. "As you may notice, there are very few students in this class, can you guess why?" James thought to himself, then shook his head.

"It is because all of the students here perk a special interest to me, I meant to have your sister in here as well though..." He frowned softly and tapped a finger to his chin afew times in thought. "But it's nothing we can't fix, anyway, welcome to your new school James." and at that, Felis began to write arithmetic equations on the board.

James liked his new teacher, the way he joked with the class and just his overall personality. He was, indeed, one cool dude.

Meanwhile, Christie sat quietly as Mr. Rashawn wrote meaningless rubbish on the chalk board. She laid her head on the desk, she didn't know how much longer she could hold out. She needed a hard throbbing cock inside of her, her fingers just didn't cut it anymore.

An idea began to form in her head, and she knew what she was going to do. She flicked her long light blue hair out of her eyes as the plan formulated in her head, making her loins become wetter with each passing moment. She bit her lower lip and suppressed a whimper quickly raising her hand. "Mr. Rashawn, can I go to the bathroom?"

***

The final bell rang and Felis finished up explaining (Or, rather, joking about) his own personal theory on infinity through sound. "Okay class.. You all have your homework? Make sure, since most of you are in different grades than the other, it will be hard to call one's house and ask them what the homework is, since they will have homework assigned to their grade, not yours."

James liked the way his new teacher taught, he would assign individual work to each student (depending on their grade) and let them work at their own pace, testing them when he thought they were ready.

James made sure he had his homework, and got up with a stretch. He packed his backpack and slung it onto his shoulders. He started to walk out as he felt a paw grasp his shoulder, he turned to find his teacher facing him.

"Yes, sir?"

"I want you to tell your sister to come to this room tomorrow morning, as opposed to the teacher she was assigned to, I'll work things out so she can." He smiled at James. James nodded, smiling back, before walking out the room.

Christie Kat look both ways for her brother, bouncing on the balls over her feet with excitement as she watched other cubs pile into busses and cars around her. "Hurry up you son of a bitch... I need you.." a large grin played across her muzzle as she saw him walk out.

"Hey, sis I-whoa!" James would have finished his sentence, had he not instantly been grabbed by his paw, being lead somewhere by his sister... "Sis, what the hell? Where are we going?" She merely shushed him as she dragged him around the building.

Christie finally stopped when they were behind a tree more or less out of sight, she really didn't care...

She pushed her brother up against the tree, her paws firm on his shoulders, planting a hot passionate kiss on his lips, flicking her tongue over his top lip. James broke the kiss, turning his head to protest, "Christie, we can't-" but his words were cut off by that of his sisters.

"Shut your mouth right now, we've got all the time in the world, Bob is out somewhere and no one can see us.." She licked her lips, slowly lowering herself to her knees, her paws traced down her brother's chest through the t-shirt he was wearing.

James, giving in, leaned back against the tree, sighing softly. He placed his hands on the back of Christie's head and scratched softly behind her ears, making her purr lightly as she undid the button on his pants.

A quiet 'zzzz' filled their ears as James' pants fell to the grass below him, quickly followed by his boxers as Christie finally got a taste of what she'd been really craving all along..

Without hesitation she wrapped her soft wet lips around his blue furred sheath, the purrs emitting from her throat sending soft vibrations through it. She suckled lightly, sliding her tongue inside, with an audible murr from her brother.

"It's been too long...", James sighed as he closed his eyes, purring softly from the light pleasure of his sisters suckling. His murr heightened in pitch as the shaft inside his sheath began to harden and touched the very tip of his sisters wet tongue, the slit of the head letting out a small bud of pre.

Christie pulled her mouth away and licked her lips, loving the taste of her brother's pre, but she wanted more... she wrapped her mouth around her brothers thickening sheath once more, sucking as hard as she possibly could, her paw coming up to squeeze and fondle her brothers hanging sac.

James let out another heavy sigh as the pink head of his shaft poked out of the tip of his sheath. Christie murred happily, taking her mouth from it and beginning to lap at the head with her tongue, the way a kitten would lap milk.

As James become fully erect, once more his sister pushed her head forward, taking all of his cock into her muzzle. He had grown a little bit since last time... She continued to push forward until finally her lips reached his hilt, her lower lip touching the top of his sac, his head poking into her throat.

She began to bob her head slowly along her brother's hard shaft, suckling softly. James pushed his hips forward slightly, using his paws to help guide Christie along his cock. "Uhng... sis... I think I'm going to... I think I'm gonna cum.."

But before James could blow his load into his sister's muzzle, Christie remembered her own needs. "Oh no you don't...", She said, standing up and licking her lips softly, planting a kiss on her brothers lips, giving him a bit of a taste of himself.

She pulled him from the tree and spun him around until he faced it, walking in front of him and leaning against the tree she undid her pants, letting them fall next to James' pants and underwear.

As her panties fell, afew drops of her own fem-juices dropped with them. James breathed in through his nose, getting a nice whiff of his sisters wonderful scent. She was so horny..

She spread her legs and grinned at James, now fully exposing her needy hot treasure. James gazed between her legs longingly, and then looked back into her eyes as if to dimwittedly ask 'Here? Now?'

All it took was a small whimper from his sister for James to know what to do. He pressed his lips to his sisters before finally sliding his throbbing member deep into her warm damp depths. Christie broke the kiss, letting out a loud moan, one filled with pent up sexual frustration finally being released. James stopped half way inside of her to give her a look that clearly said 'What the fuck?'

Remembering that they were still out in the open, Christie whispered an apology before James started sliding into her again, she felt so damn good! She was wet enough that James could get all the way to his hilt easily; he began to make a steady motion, moving quickly in and out of his sister's hot cunny.

Each thrust inward of James cock, Christie fought to moan out loud. Her dripping sex flowing freely onto her brothers cock as she brought one of her legs up, wrapping it around her brothers waist, using it to push him deeper within her.

Christie's claws dug softly into her brothers back as she began to moan softly out in ecstasy into his ear. James lowered his head, resting them on his sister's breasts through her shirt, pushing them upward slightly with each inward thrust of his shaft.

James moaned out softly into his sisters breasts "I think... I'm going to cum..." His sister nodded with her eyes closed "Do it brother... I wanna-ah! ...feel you cum... inside of me.."

With a groan James thrust his hips forward, slamming his rod into his sister letting out a soft grunt as he shot a load of hot cum deep into his sister's warm snatch. Christie moaned out feeling her brother's hot load shoot into her, sent over the edge she came with her brother; her warm cum sliding along his member.

James stood there panting, still inside of his sister, leaning against her softly as he caught his breath. "Mmm... we have to get home sis..." James sighed and pulled out of his sister, picking up his pants and underwear, slowly putting them on. His sister did the same and looked at him with a grin "Can you believe no one saw us?" She giggled...

But someone did see, Dr. Felis stared in disbelief at what he had just seen from his second floor office. He gazed out the window as two cubs, James and Christie Kat walked away from the tree hand in hand.

He shook his head, he would defiantly be talking to these two cubs, he gazed at the degrees hung upon his wall, one being in psychology. He ran his paws through his black head fur and sighed.

"Tomorrow is going to be one hell of a day..."

By,

Proffesor Kool Kat