The Hockey Team
A hotshot hockey player has been causing trouble for her team. They decide to show her the error of her ways.
Tanya was a mouse girl, with a lean, compact body and a face that would have been sweet if she didn't scowl so much. She was a talented hockey player, a fast skater and a very good shot. She even looked good in the uniform, her white fur contrasting nicely with the red of the kit. However, she had a fatal weakness. She was deeply reluctant to pass under any circumstances. She'd get the puck and head off down the ice, trying to dodge her way around the opposite team and do everything herself. She was good, but she could have been great. White Tree Hill's hockey team could have been great, if she was more a part of it. Tempers started to run hot. The rest of the team knew something had to be done, and they decided it had to be done soon.
It had been a difficult practice session, but for all that the team still had plenty of energy. They pounced on her as she came into the locker room, the last to arrive after staying behind to speak to the captain. The captain herself had been in on the plan, and had devised some minor issue to take up Tanya's time for a crucial minute. They forced her down onto all fours, wrapping themselves tightly around her lithe arms and legs. She bucked and kicked but she was one of the younger girls on the team and they were each larger than her; these powerful young women from the hockey team were going to teach Tanya the error of her ways.
Tanya screamed for help until one of the older girls stuffed a (thankfully clean) hockey sock in her mouth and taped it in place. She struggled to escape, almost freeing a leg with one powerful squat thrust until more girls descended upon her and stripped her of her kit; one handled her small firm breasts by turns roughly and gently, teasing and biting the nipples; one cupped her firm rear and stroked her muscular back even as her tail lashed around, stroking her belly and fingering her gently; one lay beneath her and ate her from below while the last removed the makeshift gag and kissed her deeply, pulling Tanya's head back by her short brown hair.
At first she had thought they were attacking her; then she realised that it was an attack of an entirely different nature. Now she didn't know what it was. She tensed her muscles and fought against her own feelings as she was held immobile and touched in places she had never had anyone touch before. Her stomach muscles convulsed as she fought for breath at the same time trying to expel the tongue in her mouth, but every time a finger probed deeper or a mouth bit down on her sensitive spots she would gasp; her chest would thrust forward and her body would arch, the firm ridges of muscle in her back standing out beneath her white fur. Each thrust grew more powerful and she shuddered uncontrollably, unable to deny her body's reaction to the unlooked-for affection.
As they became more rhythmic and coordinated in their assault, her shudders and shakes grew more regular until she was thrusting in time to their tender attentions. A whimper escaped her lips, softly at first and then louder. She felt a pressure building within her and though she had relatively little experience exploring herself, she knew it could mean only one thing.
Her whimpers grew to joyous cries as she was stimulated ceaselessly, her supple body arching and shaking as every muscle tensed and worked in concert. Her thighs were spread wider and wider by the girls holding them, who slid their hands around them and stroked them up and down as her pussy was assailed from beneath. One of them slid a finger inside her, then another, and worked them around. She was unable to stop herself from thrusting back in time to the motion, rubbing her mound on the face of the lynx who lay beneath her. She thrust her chest forwards into the hands of the girl in front of her and with that same motion rode the fingers in both her holes. Between desperate gasps for breath and uncontrollable moans she kissed back at the brown bunny girl who had started kissing her, returning her affection and doubling it.
She became hungrier and hungrier for these new sensations, desperate for fulfilment as the coordinated thrusts, bites and licks drove her to new heights of desire. Release came when the girl beneath her briefly licked her clit with the lightest of fleeting touches when at the same time the two girls with fingers in her drove them deeply inside her, attacking her from every angle. Her whole body stiffened and shook as every muscle was pulled taut, she leaned her head back and screamed; her body's desires had overcome her and she had been made to cum as she never had before. When it was done, all she could do was lay with them in a panting, blissfully exhausted pile. Her head lay in the bunny's lap.
In the car on the way home Tanya sat in the middle of the back seat, the tigress captain and her vixen assistant holding her tightly from either side and taking turns to kiss her and stroke her thighs. The young hockey star who had stormed into the team with her self-absorbed attitude had fallen totally in love with the women that had shown her what a team could do that an individual could never hope to achieve. She was once more part of the team, and she was happier than ever.
They also won their next game by an incredible margin, but that's really neither here nor there.