Chapter 1: The (incomprehensibel) Begining.
#1 of Saga of Dean Jean
The Saga of Dean Jean
by Angelcake Fox
All characters the property of the author. Ask for permission or die.
Introduction:
Welcome, everyone, to my brand new story cycle. For just a quick bit of info, this work was more or less inspired by the utterly bizarre martial arts/comedy/fantasy manga and anime such as Dragon Ball and Harenchi Gakuen. This is for yiffstar, of course. So, in kind, expect lots of trashy yiffing, sex jokes, etc. all involving our 15-year old protagonist, Dean Jean. Not to mention lots of sex.....no, wait.....I mentioned that already, didn't I?
The high school in this story does not exist, nor would it, since this story takes place in Japan.....or at least is supposed to. There are some distinctly American characteristics about this story....but that's mostly because I've never been to Japan. So, I just used my own experiences. Besides, most anime and manga that comes to the States usually has some kind of Americanized name changes.....if they haven't already had American style names already.
Also, this story won't always stay in this particular school. I eventually plan to take it all across time and space, with lots of alternate and fantasy worlds.
Also, the tanuki, as you'll see in a little bit, is an actual creature. However, the tanuki in this story is based on the mythological tanuki of Japanese folklore.....and yes, the legendary tanuki really are packing that much.
Finally, the tanuki transformation was inspired by a piece from the h-anime Sex Demon Queen, only in there it was a dog demon instead of a tanuki.
Anyways, enjoy!.......you sick, SICK people, you. ?
Furwashi! ||./
Angelcake Fox
Chapter 1: The (incomprehensible) Begining
Throughout the various crevices, hallways, classrooms and closets of Strokemoff High School, the building was teeming with life. Students and Teachers were both engaged in the art of studying, learning about the ways of the world, the histories of the world......and how to better persevere in the world........
........Well, actually, it was a public school......so mostly the kids were just grab-assing in the hallways and doing bong hits in the restrooms......
.....Well, what did you expect from a school named "Strokemoff"? A freakin' university?! Puh-leeeeeze. This is public education we're talking about here!
Anyways, this story involves one particular loser among the sea of losers.......and at this moment, he was catching up on his 'reading'( i.e. burying his face in his text book and going Zzzzzzzz) in the middle of World History class.
"Mr. Hoffman?"
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
"Mr. Hoffman, am I boring you?"
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
"Mr. Hoffman!!!"
ZzzzzzWah"What?....oh, I'm sorry. Was I asleep?"
Yep, that's our hero.
Meet Dean Jean 'DJ' Hoffman, 15 years old. He's a handsome young buck.....sort of. A short (5 foot 3 inches to be exact), small antlered male deer with brown fur, a soft pink mohawk and a purple tail, with green eyes. A slacker, anime lover, exercise nut, dorkasaur, and all around twat-hog......
......and, as you've just seen, a chronic under-achiever.
"I'll ask you again, Mr.Hoffman. Am I boring you?"
Dean looked sleepily at the teacher.
"Errr, no Miss Nobjob....."
The teacher, a blond-haired, middle-aged female wolf, grabbed Dean by his collar and pulled him awfully close to her snarling muzzle.
"Nobajobe!....No-buh-joe-be!......You know how to say it, you little fucktard!"
"Yes, that's what I said. Miss No-butt-jokes-bitch."
Miss Nobajobe simply stared silently at the young buck. Dean flopped back into his desk as the teacher let go of his shirt collar, which snapped forward and sent him backwards into the hard, knobby seat.
"Quite", she said, with a frankness that was abrupt and sharp enough to cut a cinderblock.
"Well, Mr. Hoffman.....", the wolf woman said, her long grayish tail swishing irritably as she turned and walked away from him. "Since you're so intent on burying your nose in your textbook, perhaps you wouldn't mind coming to my class after school and burying your nose in your textbook for 3 hours, Hm?"
"Aaaaah...... Ms. Nobajobe, c'mon...."
"Oh, now you get it right, don'tcha smartass?"
The rest of the classroom, which had been suspiciously silent during these events (probably doing more grab-assing. Remember, public school), erupted with isolated snickers and catcalls.
"Shut it, meat bags!", Ms. Nobajobe snarled.
The eyes of the students shot forward.
"Ah, c'mon, Ms. Nobajobe.", Dean Jean implored. "Isn't this a bit.....well, you know.....overkill?"
But Ms. Nobajobe wasn't listening. In fact, she was completely ignoring him. She walked over to her student teacher, a 23 year old, and currently napping, vixen named Nanaja.
"Ms. Nanaja, please write down Mr. Hoffman for detention at 4:00 PM.........Ms. Nanaja!"
Nanaja sprung up at attention from her seat.
"Yes m'am!" She dutifully scribbled down the instructions........or at least pretended to, considering that the educational standards for student teachers in a public school are on the level of a retarded zygote
Goddamit, Dean thought.
He growled underneath his breath as his frustration burned its way into the surface of his desk.
After class, Dean wandered into the boy's restroom at the end of the hall, coughing and wheezing as he tried to take his mind off of his troubles.....and the leftover bong smoke that still billowed from the stalls.
"Goddamit!" he shouted as he slammed his hand down on the sink......and broke the porcelain clean away from the wall.
"Ah, fuck.....not again..."
Dean looked down at his arms......which were now glowing with a faint, yellow light.....again.
"You aren't gonna be able to hide it forever, you know.", a disembodied (yet unfortunately familiar) voice said.
"Where there's stink there's shit, I guess", Dean groaned.
The mirror in front of Dean seemed to warp and morph into itself as the small head and, eventually, body of a small tanuki(raccoon dog) made its way out of the warped glass (a sight which, considering the heavy pot use that goes on in the bathroom, wouldn't seem all that strange to the student body)
"Oh yes, you know that I will show up eventually, Dean. I always show up."
"You don't have to tell me", Dean said.
Dean walked into the one of the stalls and locked himself inside. "Go away, Goiudon. I'm not in the mood right now." Then again, when am I ever in the mood to deal with this annoying little fucker?
"Oh, for Heaven's sake, Dean....", Goiudon simply warped the surface of the stall door and made his way inside. "How many times are we going to have to go through this? I've been coming to this world for ten years, trying to get you to accept your gifts-"
"More like embarrassment, Goiudon."
"Well, whatever. The point is, I'm not going away. I've been doing this for too damn long and quite frankly, I'm tired of it. Now, either you're gonna accept the fact that you need me, or I'm just going to keep hounding your sorry purple-tailed ass until the day you croak, comprende?"
Obviously, this wasn't the tanuki and the buck boy's first meeting.
It all started ten years ago. Dean Jean, at that particular moment 5 years old (duh), had accidentally burned down his parent's summer home in Yokoyama, Japan after being told by his mom that he couldn't get Mortal Kombat for his birthday. Enraged (if by enraged you mean dropping to the floor and tearfully flapping about on your ass like a beached whale), his body became engulfed in the aforementioned yellow light, which created a nasty spark that caught the bedroom carpet and, eventually, the entire building on fire.
When the Yokoyama Fire Dept. finally arrived, the understandably shaken Dean was shivering in the cold night air, being comforted by his mother.
"Sweety, stay right here. I have to go talk to the Police about an insurance report, OK? That's a good little buck....." His blond-haired mother doe patted him on the head and walked over to the smoldering remains of the house, where the stumped fire investigators shook there heads in disbelief.
"Not really your idea of a good night, is it kiddo?"
Dean's eyes shot up from off the ground.
"Wha...Who is that? Whose there?"
Dean's head whipped wildly around, trying to set his sights on the source of the disembodied voice.
"I'm down here, kid". A small, furry paw tugged on Dean's pant leg.
The buck boy looked down at his feet.
Standing there before him on two feet was a small, dog-sized, brown-furred animal. It had a mask-like patch of darker-brown fur over its eyes, darker brown paws, a raccoon-like tail.......and really... REALLY... large testicles.
It was a tanuki.
"Hiya, Dean."
Dean stared at the strange creature that stood before him.
"I bet you're probably wondering what the hell just happened a few minutes back the-......is there a problem?"
Dean's eyes were locked on the wide load the tanuki was swinging between his legs.
"Er...hey, shouldn't you, like, cover those things up?", Dean said.
The animal looked indignantly at Dean. "Hey, quit staring!"
Dean's eyes shot up from the creature's........stuff.
"Oh, sorry..... But, seriously, shouldn't you wear like, some boxer shorts or something?"
".....And you honestly think that they sell underwear that would cover these things?"
"Errr....good point."
"Yeah, exactly" The odd little creature hopped (more like floated) up into Dean Jean's lap, his....supplies.....dangling off of Dean's thigh.
"Anyways, on to business. You're probably wondering what the hell just happened to you an hour or so ago.....Hey, eyes front meat bag!"
"Ooops, sorry."
"Look, the subject is settled. I'm packing, and I'm aware of it. There's nothing I can do about it. Can we please leave it at that?"
Dean shook his head in exasperation. "OK, I'm sorry Mr. Tanuki."
The little tanuki sighed. "It's OK, kid. You've had a traumatic experience. You're allowed a few mistakes here and there."
Dean nodded accordingly. "Now, what is it you have to tell me, Mr. Tanuki?"
"Well, first off, My name is Goiudon, not Mr. Tanuki."
"Oh, Ok then. What is it you have to tell me Goiudon?"
"Now, that's more like it.......OK, here's the deal. Remember that big yellow light that covered you up?"
"Errrrr...yeah?"
"Goooood. OK, now. Here's whats up. That light is called the scopeki. Right now, you're unable to control it."
"Obviously", Dean said.
"Quite. Now, your ability to control it is completely undeveloped. However, that's what I'm here for."
"You're gonna teach me how to control this scah-peek-y thing?", Dean asked.
"Scopeki."
"Right, sorry. Contine."
"Thanks", Goiudon groaned. Damn, this kid is thick.
"Now, anyway. I don't have much time to give you an explanation, as it looks like your mother is just about done talking to the fire dept..." Goiudon peeked behind Dean as the woman shook hands with the fire investigators.
"Anyways, here's the lowdown. You're gonna start feeling a lot of weird sensations in your arms for the next few months. Those are your nerves adjusting to the new sensation of trying to control your powers. Now, eventually you're gonna be able to focus all of this stuff into attacks when you need them in the futu-..."
"Attacks? Really?"
Goiudon stopped midsentence. "Errrr, yes. Exactly. Beam based attacks. Anyways, you'll need this stuff in the future, when we're gonna need yo-..."
"Beam based? Like in Dragon Ball?"
"....Yeeeees, like in Dragon Ball. Now..."
"Awesome!" Dean looked up in the sky, a huge grin on his face.
"You're not even listening right now, are you?" Goiudon said as a large sweat drop formed on his head in exasperation.
"Dean? Sweety?", his mom called.
"Coming mom!" Dean jumped up and ran over to his mother, leaving the exasperated tanuki behind him.
Wha? But I didn't.....but.......
The frustrated tanuki sighed in defeat. Oh well, Guess I'll catch him tomorrow.....
**
And so it was like this for the next eight years. It became rather routine. Dean's scopeki would start reacting in some way (usually in the form of a body part lighting up), Dean would get all flustered, and Goiudon would pop up from out of nowhere and try to talk to him. But, for one random reason or another, Dean would have to run off to do.....something.....leaving the poor tanuki and his large package with there mission unfinished, extending it for another day or so.....
Day in, day out, Dean, scopeki, light up, Goiudon, blah blah blah....
But that all changed after Dean turned 13. That was after the fire, when Dean's mother decided to move to Tokyo, and when Mika had started babysitting Dean after his eighth birthday.........
**
"Goodbye sweetheart! You and Mika have a nice time!"
"Ok, mom!" Dean waved out of the door as his mother pulled out of the driveway. Mika, a 20 yearold pink-furred feline, waved behind him.
Dean's mother had taken a job as a translator at a software company five years ago. Because of this, she was often called away for days on end, usually helping some American businessmen understand the complex language of their Japanese counterparts.
That's where Mika came in.
Mika had begun babysitting Dean shortly after he had turned eight. The two had become fast friends, often staying up late and playing videogames.....or sneaking a few sips from the bottle of cold sake his mother kept in the fridge.
However, this particular event would prove to be different.....much different.
"Mika? Are you OK?" Dean patted the feline's back.
Mika had acted strangely melancholy since she had first walked into the door. Usually, she was as cheery and upbeat as a squirrel (more like a squirrel on crack). However, she seemed rather down.....even depressed.
The feline looked down at the young buck and tried to smile. "Yes, Dean. I'm fine. I've just.....I've had some weird shit happen the past few days, that's all....."
Wow, has Goiudon been bothering her, to?
"Weird shit? Like what?"
Mika laughed rather sadly and shook her head. "Oh, hon. You wouldn't understand." She walked over to the couch and plopped down on her back."
"I bet I could.", he said. He plopped his head on her thigh.
She snickered and petted his head, her paw stroking his soft Mohawk. "You've always been such a sweet kid, Dean. Too bad you're not older..."
Actually, who cares what his age his? You could just fuck him right now and noone would ever know.....wait, what the fuck am I saying?! This is Dean! He's my best friend! If I did something, his mother would never forgive me! I'd never be able to see him again!......Oh, sweet God, what am I gonna do!.....
Mika buried her face in her hands and bursted into tears.
"Mika? Why're you crying? What's wrong?"
Mika looked up at Dean. The boy was looking at her, concern written all over his face.
Mika's tear stained face looked at the sweet young buck, her heart filled with want and sorrow.
"Oh...(sniff)....it's nothing, sweetheart, really.....I just.....oh, goddamit!"
Mika wrapped her arms around the young buck and embraced him tightly, pressing his cool muzzle against her neck.
Dean simply stood there, stunned. He wrapped his arms around his friend accordingly.
"Don't cry, Mika. Please don't cry......"
Mika simply hugged the buck tightly.
The two stayed like that for several minutes, the feline trying to get some support and love from the simple touch she was getting from the young buck. His small body was surprisingly warm, like a small fuzzy heart, all positive and warm with love.
Mika finally let go.
"Mika....are you OK now?"
Mika nodded her head. "I'm sorry about that, sweetheart." She shook her head and took Dean's hand in her own.
"Look, sweetheart, can I tell you something, private?"
"Errr, sure. Of course, you can, Mika."
"I.....I've been very....lonely, recently. My boyfriend broke up with me last weekend, and I've been wrecked ever since.".
Realilzation dawned on Dean's face. Now it all makes sense, he thought.
"Oh. I think I understand now.....you're sad because you miss your boyfriend, right?"
Mika nodded.
"Well then, why don't you just not think about him?"
"That's the problem, Dean. I can't stop thinking about him. I loved him so much....and for him to simply toss me away like that was just......oh dear, I'm getting all teary-eyed again....." Mika wiped the forming tears away from her eyes.
Dean nodded in understanding.
"Well then, why don't we just do something to help you forget about it?"
Mika grinned. "Hey, that's a good idea! Let's go get your mom's sake, huh?"
Dean jumped up. "Yeah! I'll get the cups!" Dean ran off to the kitchen, Mika jogging behind him.
**
Braaaaaaaaap
Mika let loose with a rather unladylike belch. She dropped her sake cup, letting it thud softly on the carpet.
Dean was still downing a cup. "Wuss.", he said jokingly as he finished gulping.
Mika laughed softly. She'd always been amazed at the younger buck's tolerance of strong spirits.
"You know, Dean. You're really mature for your age."
"You think so?", Dean asked as he poured himself another cup.
"Yeah, I mean, look at you. You're able to down more sake than a full grown buck. A lesser man would have passed out by now."
Dean shook his head, laughing. Mika couldn't help but laugh to. Dean's laugh was infectious.
.....or maybe the sake was starting to go to her head, because she was starting to have certain.....feelings in her nether regions that a 13 year old boy shouldn't be inspring.
What the hell, she said to herself. No use putting it off any longer. If all else fails, I can just blame it on the sake.
"Hey, Dean. You want to see something neat?"
"Yeah, sure." Dean said.
Mika grinned wolfishly and unbuttoned her shirt, slowly slipping it off of her body.
"Errrr, Mika? What are you doing?"
"Showing you something neat, stud." She growled playfully as she tossed her shirt aside, revealing Dean's worst suspicions......that, in fact, she was not wearing a bra.
"You like?" She said, cupping her D-cup sized breasts in her hands, lightly squeezing them for effect.
"Uh...Mika? Are you feeling OK? You're acting a little...strange..." Dean's voice trailed off as Mika crawled towards him.
"Oh...I feel just fine, sweet heart.", she wrapped her arms around the young buck and pressed his body against her naked, furry bosoms. "Just fine."
Dean wanted to say something....but he couldn't.....he felt so strange......he could feel his cock hardening...
"Mmmmm, your body is so soft, Dean..." Mika pushed Dean's face toward her bosoms, rubbing her erect nipples against his muzzle.
"Oh, please Dean", Mika said drunkenly,"Suck my titties....you know how to suck, don't you?...."
Dean seemed to cease thinking. His tounge slithered out of his muzzle and wrapped itself around her nipple. It snaked and curved its way around the hot flesh of the feline, eliciting a moan from her.
"Ooooh, that feels so good."....
Dean reached up and groped the feline's left breast, letting his paw squeeze and need the furry mound, his palm rubbing itself across the nipple.
Mika breathed heavily, her mind completely lost in a state of pure lust.
"Wait....hold on, Dean."
Dean stopped his suckling and groping and pulled away from the feline's tits.
"Is something wrong, Mika? Did I hurt you?"
Mika smiled lovingly and kissed his forehead. "No, love. It feels very good. But we need to find someplace better for this.....can we go up to your room?"
**
Dean's room looked like any other 13 year old boy's in Japan. The walls were plastered with Dragon Ball posters, record album covers, pictures of him and his friends, posters of video game characters, and all kinds of knick-knacks. He had a TV with a video game console in one corner, and a CD player in the other....
.....and to top it all off, there was a king-sized bed.
Mika had shed the rest of her clothes in the hallway. She was now completely nude, her pink-furred body completely bare to the world, her breasts bouncing happily, and a patch of white pubic fur to match her white hair.
Dean followed the feline into his room. She jumped happily onto his bed and winked at the young buck.
"Well? Are you coming over here or not, stud?"
"Um, Mika? I've never done this before.....I wouldn't know the first thing about..."
Mika raised her hand to silence him. "Don't worry, sweet heart. Just relax. I have alot of experience with this....
Mika took Dean's hand and led him over to the bed. Dean sat down as Mika wrapped her arms around the young buck and kisses him on the forehead, nuzzling his face and neck.
"Mika.....I....I really do like you...."
"I like you to, Dean." She licked the young buck's neck, sending a shudder up his back.
"Mika?"
"Yes, love?"
"I....I feel funny......my cock is all hard..."
Mika smirked impishly. "Oh, is it now? Well, we'll just have to fix that...."
Mika grabbed Dean's shorts and yanked them down. Sure enough, Dean's cock bounced up happily.
"Oh...wow! Look at the size of this thing!", Mika laughed happily.
Dean blushed. Sure enough, his cock was unusually big for his age. It was just over 7 inches, which even for normal adult bucks was above average.
"Well now.....this is a nice surprise...." Mika playfully pushed Dean down onto his back. Dean giggled as he felt his nude buttocks touch the soft sheets.
"Is it OK, Mika?" Dean asked.
"Oh yes....its very good. It looks tasty to..."
Mika wrapped her fingers around Dean's cock and licked across the head. She felt Dean shudder.
"You like, stud?" She said.
"Oh.....y-yeah...I love it..."
"Goooooood.", she said impishly. She grabbed ahold of the base of Dean's cock and took the entire length into her mouth.
Dean's eyes widened in surprsise. The shudder of pleasure that flooded through his body shook his entire being. He breathed heavily as the sounds of Mika suckling upon his cock filled the room.
Oh God.....I can't believe I'm doing this!, Mika thought to herself. But...he's so sexy.....even if he is so young....and his cock is so BIG.....
Mika took her head away from the buck boy's cock, slurping the precum off of her muzzle.
"OK, stud. Now its time to earn your keep." Mika said wolfishly.
Dean cocked his head quizzically. "Whaaaaa?", he said.
Mika laughed and shook her head.
"Oh, just shut up and fuck me!"
Mika grabbed the buck boy's shoulders and yanked him up on top of her. Dean yelped as his semi-nude body fell on top of the wholly-nude body of the feline. She lapped his cheek as she reached between herself and Dean and grabbed his cock.
"Now comes the fun part." She said.
"What? You mean the cock sucking wasn't the fun part?" Dean joked.
"Oh, it gets better. Do you remember when I helped hook your video game console up?"
"Yeeeeeeah..."
"Well, do you remember what the instructions said?"
"Yeeeeeeeeeeah..."
"Well, you just put tab A into slot B, aaand..."
Mika shoved Dean's cock into her hot feline sex. Dean gasped as he felt the warm walls of her fold wrap themselves around the virgin flesh of his cock.
Mika grabbed Dean's buttocks and pushed him forward, making Dean shove his cock further into her pussy.
"There.....you see how that feels? Doesn't it feel good?"
Dean replied with a gasp of pleasure.
"Well, just keep doing that....but on your own."
She didn't need to tell Dean twice. He began thrusting into the folds of Mika's aching pussy, his full length shoving and squeezing itself in and out of her sopping sex. Mika wrapped her legs around the beautiful buck boy as her fucked her, her tounge lolling out in a blissful state of pleasure.
"Oh....Oh...Dean....I'm gonna cu-c--cuuuuuuum!"
Dean wasn't listening. He kept thrusting faster and faster and faster! The pleasure was like an electric current flowing through his fur, sparkling with ever tingle, popping with every fuck....he buttocks and muscles clenched with ever pump. Sweat poured out of his body.....
His body crackled with the sweet electricity of sex....and fur seemed to stand up on end...his hair seemed to stand up on end....
"Oh God....Oh Deeeeeean!" Mika shrieked as her body was rocked with orgasm, her juices pouring forward as Dean's cock finally gave way and pumped the feline's twat full of his seed.
Mika panted.....blissfully fulfilled....paralyzed with sweet exhaustion...
Dean breathed heavily....the kid had put his entire strength into his performance.
Mika giggled as she stroked the buck boy's blond Mohawk....
Wait....blonde? Wasn't his hair supposed to be pink?...
"Hey, Dean?"
"(pant) Ye-y-yeah Mika? (pant)"
"When did you dye your hair blonde?"
Dean's exhaustion seemed to leave him completely. His head shot up, his eyes completely wide.
"What are you talking about, Mika...."
"Your hair....its blonde.....and longer to..."
Dean suddenly felt his body tense.
He jumped off of the bed and dashed into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
**
Mika was right. Dean's hair had not only changed color, but had also grown twice its length!
He now had blonde hair, with his Mohawk now much longer, and spikier, as if he'd just truned Super-Saiyan. Not only that, but his muscles had also become much larger....including his....
"Guess whoooooo!"
"Goiudon! Where are you? Help me!"
Goiudon warped out of the bathroom mirror and onto the bathroom counter, his huge package plopping onto the porcelain.
"Hmmm, yes....it looks like you need help....hmmm, instresting....." Goiudon dashed here and there, peaking at every part of the buck.
"Wow...so, you've finally made the transformation....intresting...."
"What the fuck is happening to me, Goiudon?!"
"Alright! Alright, just calm down! Everything is gonna be fine. Just relax...."
Dean took a few deep breaths, trying to get himself under control.
"Better now?", Goiudon asked.
Dean nodded silently.
"Good. Now, let's see here. It looks like you've finally transformed into your more powerful form."
"More powerful form?...."
"Yeah. Remember when I told you that you would have to learn to control your
powers one day?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, it looks like now you're gonna have to learn how to control this shit....and right now..."
"But....Christ, Goiudon, look at me! I look like a freak!"
"What do you mean?", Goiudon said, eyeing the blondhaired, muscular teenager. "I think you look quite fetching.....besides, its not like most kids your age have Mohawks..."
"Shut it, coon!" Dean growled. He grabbed his hair. "Look at this! Just look at this!....a-and this!", he grabbed one of the muscles on his arm. "A 13 year old is not supposed to
look like this!"
"Really? And is a 13 year old boy supposed to be bawling with a 20 year old woman?", Goiudon said slyly.
"Fuck you!" Dean growled. "Fuck you....fuck these powers....fuck all of this!"
"Oh calm down, kid".
"No, you calm down, coon boy!"
"Hey, I am not a raccoon...."
"Eat shit and die! Now get the fuck out of here!"
"Are you sure about that? You know I'm just gonna come back later."
"Fuck you!"
"Alright! Alright! I'm leaving! But just remember, smartass. You're going to need those powers one day....and you're going to need me....whether you like it or not...."
"...And you haven't stopped bitchin about it ever sense, have you, Goiudon ?"
The tanuki simply stared at Dean.
Dean raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"Dean, what the fuck are you talking about?"
Dean's eyes widened in surprise. "But, weren't we just reminiscing about..."
"You've been staring at me for about two hours."
"What? You're kidding right? Havne't we've just been...."
"It's the bong smoke, stupid. You've been hallucinating."
"Oooooh." Dean shook his head, trying to clear his senses.
"Hey, what time is it"
"3:59".
Dean's eyes shot wide open." 3:59?! I've been out that long?" He snuck a peek at his watch. Indeed, it was almost 4:00. "Fuck! I gotta be at detention!"
He unlocked the door and walked out of the stall, back into the main restroom.....and suddenly remembered the destruction he'd rent upon the sink.
"Oh, shit! I forgot about that! How the hell am I gonna explain this shit to the princ-..."
"There is one way...you could come with me-..."
"Save it, prick. I'll deal with this later."
Dean walked to the door and opened it. He turned back to look at Goiudon.
"I've got to get back to Ms. Nobjob's room before she stomps my ass into the ground." Dean ran off down the hallway, dodging the various grab-assing students out in the hallway.
"Shit", thought Goiudon. "Well, what am I gonna do no-?"
Goiudon's ears perked up...he could hear someone hummingn in the girl's restroom on the other side of the wall.
"Hmmm.....well, since I'm still here....."
Goiudon floated down onto the cold tile floor.
"Tanuki titanic testicle powers, ACTIVATE!"
Goiudon's body shifted and bubbled all over. His fur bristled as his body grew in size...to the size of a 7 foot body builder, muscles and all. His cock had now grown quite large, to.
But, of course, he still had his adorable little tanuki face. Never failed to make the ladies swoon.
"Oasis of bliss, here I come!"
Goiudon warped the wall and jumped through onto the other side.
"Eeeeeeeek! What the fuck is this.......oh, oh my!..."
thump thump thump
"Oh...oh my!.....fuck me! Go tanuki, go!..."
**
Dean rushed down the hallway, his haggard breathing tearing itself out of his lungs.
Shit...I'm so dead...I am SO DEAD!...
Dean skidded to a halt next to the door. Nobajobe was emblazoned across the door
At that very moment, it would have had the same effect if "Abandon hope, all ye who enter here" was burned into the wood of the door.
Dean put his ear to the door. I he was lucky....maybe, just maybe, she hadn't been in the room for the last hour.
He could hear loud breathing inside.....no such luck.
Seems to be a pattern, he thought.
He knocked on the door.
"Um ,Miss Nobajobe?...Miss Nanaja? Are you in there..."
Dean softly turned the knob of the door and stepped inside.
"Miss Nobajobe? I'm heeeeeeeeYEEEEEEEEEE!"
Dean's eyes widened in complete and utter shock. Now he knew where the heavy panting was coming from......
There, on the desk, was Ms. Nobajobe. She was dressed completely in spiky dominatrix style leather. The bustier she wore completely exposed her large DD breasts. The stilettos of her thigh high leather boots clicked against the dirty tile floor. Her legs were spread completely wide, revealing that she had no bottoms to speak of....
....And there, between her legs, was Ms. Nanaja.....completely naked, with her vixen face buried between the wolf woman's thighs. He could hear the lapping and sucking of Nanaja's tounge rubbing itself against the middle-aged wolf woman's pussy.
The leather gloves that Ms. Nobajobe wore rubbed across the vixen's hair as she ate out the wolfess.
She looked up from her cunt-licker and finally noticed Dean Jean.
"Oh, Mr. Hoffman! You finally decided to join us!"
"Uuuuuuuuhhh." The poor kid was speechless.
The wolfess grabbed Nanaja's head and yanked it out from between her legs.
"Get over here, fucktard!" ,Nabajobe snarled.
Nanaja grabbed the poor buck boy and threw him to the floor. The vixen and the wolfess both pounced on Dean.
"Wait! Ladies! You don't know what you're doing!...."
"We don't know what we're doing?", Nabajobe snarled. "This coming from the same kid whose always slacking off..."
Nanaja yanked off Dean's shorts, revealing his sheath.
".....the same kid whose always sleeping through my lectures..."
The vixen began licking Dean's sheath. He could feel his cock swelling up from its hold, despite how he really did not want to do anymore damage....
".....and the same kid who I'm going to fuck silly!"
The wolfess shoved the vixen aside and grabbed Dean's swollen cock. She positioned herself over the helpless buck boy and slammed down onto the buck's tool, the large buck cock shoved into her ass.
"Noo....p-p-please....you don't know what you're doing...oh...i-it's dangerous!"
"Shut up and fuck me, shit head!" Nobajobe slammed her hand down on Dean's muzzle, muffling his cries as she fucked the little buck silly. She used her other hand to pull Nanaja closer to her, leaning down and licking the submissive vixen's nipple.
Dean Jean whipped his head back and forth....trying to escape.....trying to get away before something terrible happened.....
...but it was useless. Even the most self-controlled of males can't resist this kind of rough intercourse.....and the sight of the sexy older wolfess ravishing the younger, more submissive vixen.....
He could feel the cracking of electricity....the tensing of his muscles.....the waves of pleasure shuddering through his body.....his fur standing on end......
.....his hair standing on in....
.....oh shit.....it was HAPPENING!
Dean tried to free himself, tried to scream.....but all he could do was emit a muffled roar as his orgasm surfaced....
....and as his untrained power unleashed itself.....
**
The door of the stall in the girl's bathroom thumped back and forth, threatening to burst itself off of the hinges.
Goiudon had hit the jackpot. He'd found a young, ample, and lithe black-furred feline beauty when he'd warped from the smoke-filled restroom on the other side.
The feline herself had been....quite understandably.....frightened by the sudden apperrance of a naked and erect male with a cute tanuki face.
However, that problem had been very quickly remedied.
"Oh gawd! Oh....your so biiiiiiig!"
Sweat poured down his face as Goiudon thrusted his huge cock into the folds of the black cat. The back of her head kept thumping against the door with everyone of his thrusts. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, with his buttocks clenching and thrusting forward with his fucking.
Oh damn.....Goiudon my boy, sometimes its good to be immortal...
The tanuki growled lustily, thrusting faster and faster, his large muscles tensing and bulging.
"Awwww, you have such a cute growl", the black cat said playfully as her sopping sex whipped against his cock.
Oh boy...,he thought. Here it coooooomes.....
KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!
**
Not a single person in Tokyo ever felt any pain. Why should they? Every single freaking thing within a 100 mile radius of Strokemoff was disintegrated within 1/1000 of a second.
NASA satellites were able to take pictures of the blast as it tore through downtown Tokyo.
A CNN cameraman all the way in Yokoyama was able to film the explosion as it happened, even though it was miles away.
The heat from the blast could be felt all the way in Hong Kong, Beijing.....some even said they could feel it in Berlin!
And yet, through all the chaos, the investigations, the memorial services, the books, the films.....there was one puzzle that never failed to stump everyone.
Why, exactly, when the explosion was seen on film, did it always seem to be covered in a bright yellow light?
Dean woke up 3 hours later in the middle of a smoking crater.
Goiudon, now back in his normal tanuki form, was standing right beside him.
"You up, kiddo?"
"Wha-what the fuck happened?" Dean slowly got up off of the ash covered ground. His shorts had been put back on his body. He looked around at the destruction, dazed.
"Well....either we're in a flashback of Hiroshima....or your scopeki finally did you in."
Dean felt himself go pale.....this...all of this destruction....was this his doing?
"Oh my God.....did I do this?"
"Well, you did try to warn those two...."
Dean just shook his head. The chaos....the destruction, it was just so great....he just couldn't react right now. He felt nothing.
"Of course, they apparently didn't listen......and completely fucked up my fucking!" The tanuki's balls swung back and forth as he kicked up the ash on the ground in frustration. The blast had gone off right before he had let loose with his seed, and disintegrated the black cat girl while she was still impaled on his cock.
Dean could only sight. What else could he do? Everything around him was so bare....
"Goddamn....."
"Well kid", the tanuki floated up and landed on his shoulder. "Now you know what I was trying to tell you all of this time."
Yeah, he thought. NOW I see what was gonna happen. Man, Miss Nobajobe was right.....I AM a fucktard.
Not that it really mattered now. She was probably ash now....just like everything else.
"You know what you have to do now, don't you?" The tanuki said.
Dean nodded. There was no use putting it off anymore.
"Yeah, I do."
The tanuki floated off of the buck boy's shoulder and floated in mid-air. He clapped his hands together and thrusted them forward, warping the space in front of him.
"Well then. Let's go, kiddo. You first."
Dean nodded, and stepped forward.
And as he looked back behind me, as he took his last breath in the world he had always known, and as he stepped through the warp into who-knows-where, he had one last thought.
I am SO going to regret this....I know it.....
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What lies beyond the warp hole. What bizarre experiences are ahead of our hero?....and will there be any ass to tap without turning that world into a smoking crater?
Find out in the next incomprehensible installment of.....
The Saga of Dean Jean