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Making a Wish

By Bluevirage

T imothy had always been somewhat of a scrawny feline. He kept to himself, not finding much in the way of anything entertaining that he could easily do with the other kids at school. While he liked strategy board games the others at the overpriced academy were more into what the elite considered to be more important besides having proper pedigree.

Such things included ballet, opera, being an equestrian and all that it entailed. The few classes that he did enjoy were more physical which included sports. Sure, the academy was a great place to learn when it interested him; but what he had looked forward to all year was the academy tradition that was known to bring about more shotgun marriages than any other: the once a year stargazing trip.

Being born of the best leopard genes from two bloodlines known for their royal ties Tim's parents expected his interests to be more high-cultured. But when Timothy started expressing his interests in things other than fencing and ballroom dancing lessons; as well as playing the violin, the two elder snow leopards rolled with the punches and adapted.

The routine that emerged included things he enjoyed and things his parents wanted him to learn. Still as long as his studies were kept up with he was free to do what he wanted for the most part and like most teenagers he had an interest in very pretty girls.

Right now, he was pressed up against a hot body in his sleeping bag and was mulling over a simple question that weighed heavily on his mind after the two had witnessed a shooting star streak through the sky.

Just how far could he push things with the girl next to him? She did approach him, once on the bus and again once they had reached the place where the stargazing was to unfold having 'lost her bag'. Timothy was certain she had grabbed it, though he was more interested at the time of disembarking and getting a nice comfy viewing spot.

Still she wanted him to make a wish. Something so simple and yet he wanted so much to make it something more than that; yet he wanted it to be sweet and not too perverted. Things did not always work out that way in the stories he wrote; besides his tutors had always offered advice he was sure his father was pressing them to offer about how to seduce a female.

They wanted descendants certainly which is why they surrounded Timothy with others of their ilk: wealthy, educated, having come from families known to service or be apart of royalty. Even the teacher on the trip was of such stock.

Timothy broke away from Jackie's gaze and leaned up to glance towards where the teacher was snuggled up in her sleeping-bag talking.

Jackie suspected his intentions were anything but pure and did not mind; she was curious as to what he would wish for, though she also was somewhat hoping for him to be creative about how he asked for it. The "it" in question being her involvement in something concerning herself she was sure.

Timothy studied the teacher's bag, from her position she had at least a few other students that could act as a sound screen if things got too steamy between himself and Jackie once he made his wish. Considering how many families had gotten involved beyond saying hello to each other during school functions due to this very trip; Timothy had already suspected it was so poorly guarded in past years as a means to ensure a "muddying" of the genetic waters.

Not all aristocrats in those days were hellbent on pure-blooded bloodlines. Not when the European aristocracy was seeing a surge in half-breed children from mixed marriages because they had come in style suddenly and unexpectedly.

It was a certainty and expected that students would try to hook up once out in the wilderness. But since the teacher going on about the various constellations that intrigued her, "Iron Eyes", had taken over chaperoning duties for the trip; incidents of families forging agreements involving their children becoming married upon the discovery of their sweet rose having been violated by a nectar seeking bee had declined in the years since her arrival from Europe.

The nickname she had was due to the fact it was hard to read her emotions, it was hard to read any bird's emotions really which made them dangerous in the sense that they had natural poker faces. As an eagle-owl, Professor Trisha "Isha" Bernbach The Third, from a matriarch controlled family of higher breeding, was the teacher on watch that many parents approved of.

During the day she appeared lethargic, mostly due to the fact that her inborn duties had included watching over aristocrats while they slept due to her being from a nocturnal breed. But she had acclimated to operating somewhat diurnally over the years.

Rising late and going to bed late this strategy worked; but still she was only truly energetic at night and thus she was on the lookout, especially that night for anything out of the ordinary while she enlightened her "annoying students" (a pet name) as to the grand expanse that was the night sky she had so often admired as a chick.

"Your wish?" Jackie said interrupting the pause in their relationship defining moment.

Timothy smiled at Jackie and laid back down next to her and took her right paw in his hand as he spoke softly. "I wish for you to be my girlfriend."

Jackie tilted her head down and closed her eyes. It was simple, and they were not exactly perfect strangers; they both knew what it was like to grow up in households that worried more about politics and bloodlines than a child's personal happiness.

"Okay," Jackie lifted her muzzle and kissed Timothy on the lips, their noses touching she could feel his heated breath against her dark nose as the feline panted through his nose. The kiss ended and the two teenagers knew that the night was going to be special. "Want to hear my wish?"

"Yes." Timothy said as he relaxed as Jackie slid her arms around his middle and pulled him even closer. His tail was trapped, unable to show his excitement, but so was his rod between the two of them. The warmth of her body making him want to grind it against her leg.

Jackie smiled at the aroused feline. "I want my _boyfriend_to hold me, and do me like one of the girls in his erotic stories."

"I-I-I," Timothy started to stutter but Jackie hushed him with a kiss.

"Calm down, just do what you think a woman would like and you will be fine." the furry tailed collie-jackal hybrid smiled. "I think that for your first time, you should just go at your own pace, but remember I am not a sex doll for you to just shoot your lusts into. I am your girlfriend, and you should treat me like you would want to be treated."

Timothy relaxed and said, "Nagged for sex all the time and constantly finding out places and ways to get away with it while at school and outside of school?"

Jackie stifled a laugh and started to pull off her clothing until she was only in her undergarments. Her wriggling body brushed against her new boyfriend's cock a few times the organ in question jerked at her every faint touch as her hips ground against the hidden object she hoped would soon be inside of her.

Timothy felt elation as Jackie guided his hands to her breasts. "Open invitations cannot get any more direct than this, Timmy." she said to him as she reached down for his fly and unzipped his pants to free his cock.

Jackie gripped the organ lightly and slowly dragged her paw up its hard length. He was not huge but he had girth and spines she could feel beneath her paw pads that would feel just lovely like one of her intimate toys once inside her.

Jackie slid her paw lower to cup his orbs. A rush of air accompanied by a soft moan against her cheek let her know he was enjoying her touch. Feeling it was time to get him in on the foreplay as well she leaned back and released her grip on his firmness.

Timothy locked eyes with Jackie then gazed at her breasts in the darkness of the night. What little light that could seep into the sleeping bag was more than enough to get him an excellent view of her breasts. The mounds covered in her dark bra enticed him and he cupped her breasts and bit his lip as she squirmed under his touch.

The snow leopard explored her chest slowly. Touching and learning how to make her writhe via her sensitive mounds. Her canine form felt wonderful, with the palms of his paws feeling energetic tingles as her hard nipples pushed against his flesh through the cloth that kept them hidden.

Pulling away from her breasts he reached around her back and deftly removed her bra's fasteners. Jackie was not surprised, she had caught sight of a browser bookmark icon on his cellphone entitled "How to remove a bra, dude bro edition".

But merely learning about such things was not as much fun as putting them into practice. Which Timothy did as he pulled her breasts free and leaned down to capture one of her nipples in his muzzle. The pert nub was flicked by his rough tongue rapidly.

Jackie felt herself grow wet as she was pleased by her amateur kitty lover. He had either natural talent or a broad imagination augmented by years of writing or reading porn. She ensnared his head in her paws and gripped it gently as he suckled upon her fuzzy flesh.

Timothy purred as he enjoyed his first taste of a woman he intended to breed. There was a risk certainly, but he was sure they would work things out, he could even smell her faint heat. His knowledge of such and the fact that he had all but been given the go ahead to try his best to impregnate the canine made him want to pull her panties aside and sink right into her flesh.

Only intervention by Jackie's paw kept him from sliding over her form and pressing his meat inside of her. She slowly stroked him, saying nothing but keeping him aroused but away from the final act of their first date and night together.

"Ease up, you need to learn a few things about me." Jackie smiled, certain that in the twilight her voice would carry her intention to see things through to the excited feline.

Timothy's blue eyes gained a mischievous gleam as he released his hold on the girl's breasts. "What is it? You want it in the butt?"

Jackie found it a stupid, but funny, statement and decided to keep her anal play habits to herself. "Nooo, you should,"

"He should what?" a familiar firm voice asked.

Like most night hunters, owls were capable of swooping in and striking when most prey did not literally see them coming. The last thing many small animals saw was a shadow and then nothing as talons crushed their tiny forms.

The owl in particular standing over the pair in a sleeping bag was the trip's chaperone, Professor Trisha Bernbach, she was glaring at them with her usual stony expression. The night making her seem even more dangerous as she studied the pair.

Ms. Bernbach took the silence as an invitation to continue her interruption of their friskiness. "I see two annoying students getting way too familiar with each other." Professor Bernbach glowered at the two offending individuals, a canine and feline. She knew from experience they rarely hung out together. But this trip had an infamous way of bringing together separate parties in predictable ways.

She had gone on speaking until the soft sounds of breathing or soft kissing filled her very good ears. Certainly a few students were actively participating, answering her questions and going along with her activities. But a pair had gone beyond soft kissing, she could hear it and she excused herself to head into the bushes. The assumption being she had to void waste, but she was instead keen on hunting down the offending students and giving them some advice or getting them stop what they were doing.

Doubling back she found herself standing over the offending pair furthest away from her like a demon, her two feather tufts appearing like a devil's horns as she loomed over the couple; snuggling together in the same sleeping bag with one obviously performing a sex act on the other to her keen eyes.

"I lost my sleeping bag," Jackie tried to say before the offending object was bounced off of the pair within the sleeping bag.

Having tossed the girl's bag at them, the teacher steadied herself on her talons and folded her arms underneath her bust as she kept her wings slightly flared to add to her intimidation factor. "Try again." Trisha glowered, her eyes had gained an eerie luminous glow as the moon's light struck them.

Timothy got right in front of that killer glare and fessed up. "I made a wish on a shooting star we saw earlier. I wished for her to be my girlfriend and things went from there."

Trisha, having a heart, understood how things could progress and decided to aid the students somewhat in their activities indirectly; she understood how spontaneous moments like this were hard to resist and smiled inwardly as she spoke again. "Consider this, getting caught by me, a lesson in better picking places to do such things..." Trisha turned and a shiny object fell at her passing to the soft grassy ground. "Still, I shall ignore you for the remainder of the night and keep watch over the others as I was before."

Jackie leaned into Timothy's shoulder and whispered. "Did 'Iron Eyes' just drop a condom?"

Timothy unzipped the bag slowly and leaned up and focused his eyes on the wrapper for a condom. "I-I-think she did." he whispered as his heart started to race again as Jackie gripped his feline shaft and rubbed her thumb pad over his tip again. "What were you saying earlier?"

Jackie knew the time was right to spring her surprise on Timothy. He was aroused, very much so according to her grip, and likely would not back down at this point after having asked her to date him.

"I have a penis."

Timothy thought he had misunderstood the canine until she grabbed his wrist and moved it between her legs. Timothy's paw was shortly thereafter pressed against a firm object he was certain was a penis before Jackie made his paw go lower. His fingers were met with warmth and he found them dancing over the covered folds of a vagina.

Jackie was a hermaphrodite!

It explained the tomboyish appearance, and the lack of soft curves, but her interest in him made him push aside those things.

"I did not know..." he clumsily said as he tried to find words to describe his feelings about the new information about the girl he was dating.

Jackie giggled and pulled Timothy closer to her. "Your cute, creative, and kinda stupid you know." Jackie nipped Timothy on the nose. "Of course you did not know, only my parents, doctors, and me know you cute idiot!"

"R-right," Timothy blinked and nervously tried to find the words to express his feelings.

"Just, here, let me get the condom and-" Jackie's soft words were suddenly stifled as Timothy became very aggressive and kissed her as he slid between her legs. She felt his claws brush her thighs as he tore through her panties with them. Her soft gasp was muffled by his muzzle as he danced his tongue with her own. "The condom!" she hissed as she broke the rough kiss.

"I want you and only you."

With those words the jackal-collie mix gave herself over to the aggressive boy. She was unsure if she could get pregnant, she certainly had a heat, but she did not know if her genes could mesh well with anyone else in the whole world without the aide of a specialist.

But she would be damned if she did not want Timothy to try and get her pregnant.

"Do it, breed me, fuck me!" the canine implored.

Timothy had visualized this moment in his mind for a couple of years. A female beneath him, her insistence she take him, it was the stuff that drove his erotic writing and now he was going to experience it first hand.

Pushing into Jackie elicited a groan from the pair as her insides were raked by spines and the owner of said spines felt his shaft stroked and grabbed by a needy canine hole. His cock spines made her writhe underneath him as he drew back and pushed forward into her at a steady pace.

Jackie whimpered as her cock was squished between their bodies. It leaked steadily over her stomach, the mess spreading around as she was taken hard by Timothy. Timothy felt the stickiness of her leaking rod through his sweatshirt and realized she really was making things messy but ignored it as he took measured thrusts into the first pussy he had ever taken.

Would it be the last was a faint thought at the back of his mind. Something about her being a hermaphrodite just set him alight. He was young, uncertain about what he wanted, but this girl, this young lady he wanted badly after her admission.

"Oh-fuck!" he whispered as the girl underneath him dug her fingers into his back. His clothing becoming a total mess as he was nearing his finish.

"D-d-do it!"

And with a few final thrusts he came.