A Lack of Understanding
A rather dark story that was recently commissioned, reflecting the trauma and tragedies that are part of some transgender childhoods.
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A Lack of Understanding For Veronica Foxx By Draconicon
Rei, simply put, was tired of Texas. She was tired of the people, she was tired of the school.
"Coach, why's that bitch still here?"
And most of all, she was tired of all the people that made her life a living hell. The coach, a bear of a man named Mr. Hendricks, shrugged.
"Ray's staying here; he's just going through a little phase."
"That little bitch -"
Rei covered her ears as she walked down the lockers, trying to ignore the looks that she got from the coach and the other students. Most of them were still staring at her neck, while others...
She tried to ignore the others, one of her hands running down over the bare sides of her neck as she reached the back of the room. It still felt so strange, not having a mane. Strange, but right. Better than having a mane had ever felt, even if it was the natural feature of a lion.
She took a deep breath, trying to ignore the way that it felt when people kept staring. She should have been moved to the women's locker room, by now, but the school thought she was a risk to the other ladies if she was over there. Something about 'not exposing the girls to a pervert,' was the way that one of the office people said it.
You're the pervert, thinking that I'm the one that would do anything to them...
The lion pulled at her pants, dragging them down, and pulling them out from under her paws in the process. She had gotten pretty skilled at that, ever since the first time that the guys had beaten her up. The less time she spent out of her clothes, the safer.
Her shirt came off next, and she did her best not to try and hide her chest. She'd wrapped a band around her chest, just to get in the habit of having something over her breasts when she finally found someone willing to sign off on the surgery and hormones, but actually acting like a female would draw their eyes all the more. It was...
Just get dressed and leave. Mr. Hendricks will be going soon, and you can't stay here without someone around.
That wasn't a rule. That was survival.
She grabbed her shirt, a purple t-shirt that she'd bought last week on an out-of-state visit, and a pair of pants that were perhaps a little clingier than most lions would have worn. She would have preferred something more...out and out feminine, but...
She looked down at herself, clothes at the side. The lion's body almost seemed to look back at her, mind and heart growling at each other like dogs on opposite sides of the fence.
Female inside...male outside...
She clenched her fists as she looked at the jockstrap covering herself, and wished that she'd been able to afford more of a compressor down there than she had. The sight of it just...
Shaking her head and trying to settle her stomach, Rei reached down and pulled her pants on as fast as she could. Her hands were on her shirt, just throwing it over her head when she heard the coach shouting from the other end of the room.
"Just got a call from the principal. Some asshole started delivering next week's equipment early. Just get everything cleaned up, and get out of here."
Her eyes went wide, and she turned just as the door clicked shut. The lion's heart leaped into her throat, and started pounding against her ribs as the many other students started to turn in her direction. Great Danes, wolves, Dalmatians, even a dingo or two all turned to look at her. A sea of men...and her, the only 'female' around.
Dan, the wolf who'd been complaining about her presence, walked up and slammed his hand against her locker. It shut hard, and the canine was nose to nose with her a moment later.
"Heh, what the hell is wrong with you, hmm? Thinking you're gonna get some tail or something if you get in there?"
"This isn't...I'm not..."
"Heh, what, you're just a fag, then? I've seen the panties you try to hide."
Rei bit her lip. The idea of wearing feminine underwear to school had been a one-time thing. Mostly because of situations like this. The lion shook her head, trying to wiggle out, but the other males were already coming close. Another wolf stood behind Dan, and a Great Dane leaned against the door.
They're not letting it stop this time... This wasn't the first time, but the last time she'd been able to get the attention of the other gym teacher. They weren't letting that happen this time.
Dan grabbed her by the throat before she could try something else, pulling her forward and then slamming her back again. Her ears rang from the impact, and she saw stars as the wolf leaned in closer.
"You fucking freak. You think you're getting away from this? You know what someone like you makes the rest of us look like?"
"...A fucking...faggot fucker?"
She regretted her mistake almost immediately. He turned her around and shoved her against the locker again, muzzle first. It broke, snapping on impact, and she started bleeding on the metal. He pulled her back, and did it again, and again.
She must have blacked out, because the next thing she knew, her pants were on the floor, and she was bleeding from other places. A few lines, little more than trickles were running down her hips - either from when they ripped her pants off or when they were throwing her around - and one bigger flow from her face. She felt a crack in her teeth, a fang broken off or two.
Blinking through the darkness, she saw Dan cracking his knuckles. One of the dingos smirked at her, shoving her down with a paw in her face, making her broken muzzle crack even more as he ground her into the floor.
"We've got bitches like you where I come from," the dingo drawled. "Know what we do to them?"
"Heh, we should just neuter this asshole and get it over with. He wants to be a bitch so bad, he can just lose it all."
"Nah, just cut it all off. Not like he wants to use it anyways. Little faggot just wants it up his sweet little 'pussy.'"
"No, no," the dingo said, pressing down again and making her scream. "You know, they're really bitches inside. So you can't even think of 'em like males. You don't think of 'em as females, either. You think of 'em..."
This time, he kicked her, and that big, clawed paw left lines of fire across her cheek. Another fang knocked out, more blood on the floor as she screamed.
"You think of 'em as dogs. Little bitches. Little fucking pieces of shit that don't know any better."
Rei groaned, trying to pull herself to her feet, but the dingo grabbed her by the tail before she could. He pulled, almost dislocating it from her tailbone as she was yanked back towards the males.
They ripped her shirt off, and her underwear. The pink band she had over her chest was cut off and thrown away in shreds. Shouts and screams came as fast as their fists did, leaving Rei buried under a barrage of blows. She coughed blood, spitting it on the ground, trying to get away until she learned that it was better to lay on her hands than get them stomped underfoot.
The lion whimpered, coughing and crying, screaming when she could find the air. It was like every male had to have their turn. Dog fists, wolf fists, foxes, dingos, every single student in the locker room took a turn to beat her, to kick her...
And then...
Then it got worse. Someone - she wasn't sure who - said something about how 'bitches are for breeding,' and the next thing she knew, there was a tapered cock rubbing against the back of her tail. Someone grabbed it, yanking it up hard enough to draw another scream from her exhausted lungs, and then slammed in. She coughed, throwing up all over the floor from the gut-punch of a sensation of something being rammed under her tail, her broken muzzle shoved right into it.
She burbled and screamed as the thrusts kept coming, her face smeared in her own puke and blood. The male behind her wrecked her, thrusting hard enough to rip her open, her hole bleeding in short order. The other guys were shouting, screaming. No words, nothing made sense.
He slammed into her fast enough that his knot was growing within a minute. Or maybe it was already hard. She couldn't tell. The world had too many details. All of them bad. All of them hurt her.
Rei screamed again, louder than ever as he popped his knot inside of her. Claws raked over her sides as people shouted at her to be quiet, to take it like a bitch. That this was what she really wanted.
She cried. She couldn't stop crying. Just like she couldn't stop screaming.
The lioness threw up again as the knot was yanked out of her, messes of blood and who knew what else coming out of her as someone else came in to take the first guy's place. She felt her head lifted up, some other guy slapping her across the face, leaving more red lines before forcing her down on his dick.
She choked it down, unable to do anything else. He fucked her, raped her throat, making her take everything. The blood and tearing behind her did nothing to make the next man easier, or the one after that. Or after that.
They buried her in fists, cock, cum, and blood. When the last one pulled out, she couldn't breathe, not more than the most ragged of gasps. She coughed, missing three fangs, and two more chipped and broken. Rei could barely see, her muzzle broken in several places, and her vision blurred.
Someone - Dan, she thought - walked up, and whipped off his jockstrap. He shoved it over her face, drawing a weak, near-silent scream from her as he rammed the front of it against her nose.
"Heh...if you're going to be a bitch...better get used to the smell."
She fell as soon as he let go of her. She couldn't even move. Everything hurt. Everything was fire. Everything...everything...
She cried, not sure if she'd ever stopped. What was the point...what was the point of anything?
The End