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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

College was meant to be a time of self-discovery and growth, meant to let one shed their old selves and grow as a person. Tracy had even gone the extra mile to apply at an out of state college just to get away from her old life and all the troubles back home. For the first couple of weeks it was bliss, she felt like a new person, finally free. She managed to secure her own dorm room, for the first time ever she actually had her own space she didn't have to share with anyone unless she wanted to. Life was grand, at least until she heard a familiar voice call her name one morning on her way to class, one that sent cold shivers down her spine.

"Well well, if it isn't Spacey Tracy. Long time no see, space cadet" the ebony furred wolfess with red tipped spikey hair grinned at the small white rabbit, knocking her book bag from her shoulder.

"S...Sarah? What're you doing here?" Tracy stammered, staring up at her high school bully suddenly standing before her. Sarah had been a major factor in Tracy selecting this college to attend, having put Tracy through years of physical and mental abuse during their time together. Tracy had thought she was finally free of the ebony furred bitch, but it wasn't so. If anything now with her shaved side haircut and the silver stud through her left eyebrow, she looked even more intimidating than ever.

"S..S..Sarah! Gosh Trace, still the same dumb little bunny...I got a cheerleading scholarship here" Sarah sighed and rolled her eyes at the timid little lapine. Reaching out to give one of her soft golden furred ears a painful tug before ruffling Tracy's curly quaff of hair into a frizzy mess, undoing all her hard work at styling it earlier in the morning.

"Boo!" Another familiar voice yelled into Tracy's ear from behind, making her yelp and jump in surprise. Whirling around, Tracy was met by the grinning face of an even larger onyx furred wolf grinning down at her, or rather shamelessly staring down the front of her blouse. He looked like he'd taken notes from every douchebag stereotype and rolled them into his wardrobe choice, from the letterman's jacket with popped collar, down the tight denims that accentuated his bulge and even the white kicks.

"Oh, you remember my brother Kemp? Yeah, he's here too. Not much upstairs, but he's a mean Quarterback so he's riding the scholarship train here as well. Guess we'll be seeing you around, Spacey Tracy" Sarah informed the sullen white rabbit with a mocking laugh, shouldering her way past the smaller girl and knocking her back into a trashcan, sending it crashing to the floor to spill its contents noisily. Tracy cowering as everyone in the immediate vicinity turned to stare at her as if she was a clumsy idiot.

Tracy stood on the spot staring after the two large wolves that had made her life a living hell head off to where ever they were going. Her world starting to crumble around her, but something inside Tracy told her to not give in this time, or at least not to cry in public. Reaching down to grab her book bag, she made a dash back to her dorm room, ignoring the calls of people yelling for her to clear up her mess. Her legs burning as she ran all the way back to her room and face planted into her pillow before letting the tears flow.

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Tracy awoke some hours later, having cried herself to sleep apparently. Looking out her small bedroom window she saw it was already dark out, her tears still lightly marked the cover of her pillow in two small damp spots. With no willpower to leave her room, she opted to stay in and cook some ramen while watching her favorite series on Petflix to try take her mind off the Mitchell twins.

For a while it worked, Tracy sat quietly slurping on her cheesy noodles, after a couple episodes of her show she was feeling much better. With a full tummy and a sudden abundance of energy, she realized she wasn't going to be able to sleep anytime soon, on top of all this she also found herself feeling a little frustrated in a different way. Despite being alone in her room, the ivory and gold furred lapine almost guiltily she opened up an incognito window on her Platinum browser to visit a few adult websites. After a few minutes searching she found her favorite video she'd rubbed herself almost raw to a few times, a Tigress on a train being groped and gangbanged by the many different people there. Something about being groped and fucked in public tickled Tracy's inner freak, she wondered what it would be like to be used by so many strangers like that. Mentally making a note of finding out how much a trip to Japan would cost as she pulled her top up over her modest breasts with little pink nipples already perked, fingers finding a little pink bud to begin pinching and teasing with one hand. Her other hand slipping her golden furred fingers down to follow the slight indent between her abs down beneath her sweat pants, to her crotch where she began to touch herself with soft exhalations of growing pleasure.

Just as the video was getting to the good part that she always got off to, where the tigress was sat down in the old goats lap, a popup appeared in her browser window and paused the video. Grumbling Tracy removed her slick fingers from her panties in order to close the advert, but she stopped suddenly with her fingers hovering just above the touchpad while she read what was being advertised. A sly grin touching her lips the more she read, clicking the link to read a few reviews and one in particular gave her an idea.

"So sleek you'll never know it's even there!" it had said.

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The following days were a stark reminder of the living hell Tracy had endured throughout high school, with either Sarah or Kemp doing something to make her drop her books, or give her a fright to make her scream. Sometimes both of them would do it at the same time, her only solace this time around was that there were no lockers for them to stuff her in and leave her whimpering for hours until someone finally found her.

Sitting at her desk and trying to concentrate on what the professor was saying, she kept feeling something landing in her hair, knowing full well it was Sarah shooting spitballs at her like a stereotypical teen movie bully. She couldn't wait for the end of the day, knowing Sarah had a game to attend and cheer at, leaving her free to enact her plan. But as fate would have it, the fire alarm began to sound and her class was quickly ushered out of the building without time to grab their things. Like a herd of stampeding buffalo the students all rushed down the halls and outside to their designated spots, waiting for the all clear to be given. Standing outside the building Tracy's professor began doing a headcount to ensure all his students had gotten out safely, whirling around and looking at the other groups of students as he found he was one student short.

"Has anyone seen Tracy?" he called out to his class, grumbling to himself as more than half the students didn't even know whom she was. The other half had not seen her and the new ebony furred wolfess suggested maybe she was inside toasting marshmallows, or maybe just her butt.

"Here I am! Sorry Professor, I got caught up in the wrong group..." Tracy came sprinting over and panting hard, stopping before the scowling old coot and offering an apologetic smile.

"Tracy, I expect you to be more vigilant and careful in the future!" He admonished her, adopting the disappointed parent pose while staring hard down at the smaller white and gold furred bunny. Tracy meekly nodded and apologized again before joining her classmates.

"Is this going to take long? I need to get my bag so I can get changed for the game!" Sarah grumbled behind Tracy, glaring at her Professor as if he was to blame for the fire alarm. No sooner had Sarah complained did another teacher announce they could return to their classrooms as it had been a prank. Some wiseass had pulled the fire alarm to disrupt classes, no doubt in an effort to get out early to get good seats for the basketball game against their longtime rivals. "Fucking finally..." Sarah muttered as she again shouldered her way past a smiling Tracy.

The rest of her class went by smoothly, even the constant barrage of spitballs in her hair couldn't dampen her spirits. As the final bell sounded and the class began to empty, Sarah glared at a smiling Tracy while she waved goodbye. The dark furred wolfess growled in annoyance as she grabbed her bag to head to the locker room and change into her cheer leader's outfit. Tracy slowly wandered from the class, waiting at the exit of the hall leading outside for a special someone.

"Oh, uh hey Kemp...do you have a second to talk?" Tracy dashed up beside the surprised wolf when she looped her arm around his. "I um, I need your help with something. May we go back to your place and talk about it?" She asked sweetly.

"Uh, sure..." The large black wolf replied in confusion, it wasn't like he was interested in basketball anyway. At least he'd have an excuse to give his sister when she saw he wasn't there to watch her cheer, a grin starting to tug at his lips as he realized he'd be alone with Tracy in their shared dorm room.

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"So what did you need my help with?" Kemp finally thought to ask once they were back in his dorm room.

"It's a biology question, I bet a friend of mine that not all wolves have a knot, she says they do. You don't have a knot, do you?" Tracy asked in her best innocent voice, trying to look as naive as possible.

"I can show you..." He grinned broadly when she eagerly nodded, reaching out to take her hand and guiding her into his bedroom, kicking his door closed behind him. "Undo my pants and see for yourself" Kemp demanded of the white furred rabbit.

Despite herself, Tracy felt a slight twinge of excitement from the way he stared down at her and the commanding tone in his voice. She knelt down before him, shaking hands reaching up to begin undoing the button and zipper of his pants before tugging them down around his thighs far enough to let gravity do the rest. A soft palm pressed against the bulge in his boxers as she stared up at him nervously, not having expected to be in this position. Kemp smirked and merely nodded down at her, Tracy's golden furred fingers giving his bulge a gentle squeeze before she reached up to tug his boxers down as well, exposing his plump sheath and large ebony furred balls. She swallowed hard, he was a lot bigger than she'd anticipated, his sheath looking even bigger in her small hands. Gingerly she squeezed and stroked as if she were trying to feel for a knot. "Uhm...I'm not sure if you have one still..." she meekly replied.

"Keep stroking then, get me nice and hard..." Kemp almost growled down at her, his gaze hard as he began to pant softly. Staring down at the cute little white bunny, her little pink nose twitching as she no doubt caught the scent of his strong musk. He'd always thought she was rather cute, if not for his sister, he might actually have tried to date her at one point. At least he was here now, with her hands on his cock, kneeling like the good little bitch he knew she was. Kemp grinned as he looked over her white form, down her blouse at the soft enticing valley of her cleavage, though her golden furred ears kept flopping in the way and blocking his view. A strong hand gripped about the base of her ears in annoyance, pulling her face in against his crotch and starting to grind himself against her nose and lips.

Tracy whimpered as her ears were gripped hard, finding Kemps swelling and throbbing sheath rubbing against her soft cheeks and lips. Inadvertently she brushed her lips against his quickly swelling cock, tasting his strong musk which admittedly she didn't find all that disgusting. The more he ground her face against his crotch, the faster his shaft began to grow and slip free. Soon she felt his entire hot and hard length rubbing against her face, spots of her fur becoming sticky as he marked her with his precum. When she tried to open her mouth and say something to Kemp however, he just gripped behind her head and forced her mouth down onto his waiting cock, making Tracy gag in surprise when his tapered tip poked the back of her throat. Her small hands balled into fists as she hammered against his hips to let her up, coughing and spluttering as she dropped to all fours, almost tempted to call it quits then and there. But she was so close, she couldn't stop now. Forcing a smile onto her lips she grinned up at Kemp before saying..."I have somewhere better for you to stick that..."

Of course Kemp couldn't turn down an offer like that, though after nearly choking her, he was at least willing to let her take the lead. Tracy having him lay down on his bed before she climbed up atop him and straddled his snout, slapping his hands away from her top as he tried to expose her breasts. Instead she reached down to grip and work her skirt up about her waist to let him see the crotchless panties she wore beneath.

"You're far naughtier than I thought you'd be, Trace. Gotta give you props for that" Kemp growled up at her as he stared briefly in confusion at her dark furred mound and the bright pink folds of her pussy. His hands gripping at her hips and ass as he pulled her down onto his lips, spearing his broad tongue up inside her, huffing in delight at her taste. Tracy stared intently down at him, not making a sound other than heavy breathing as she ground down onto his face. "Damn you taste amazing" Kemp growled as she briefly lifted herself off his lips to turn around and face his cock.

Unseen to Kemp however, Tracy leaned her phone against the footrest of his bed, making sure it recorded everything. As if to distract him, she reached down to grab his cock, squeezing about his knot before laughing "Oh look, here it is! Found your knot!"

"You're gonna do more than find it, slut" Kemp replied with a lusty growl, his large hands swatting down on her behind before pulling her back a little, noticing there was a second slit opening in her underwear. Curiously he pressed his lips to the opening before sticking his tongue through to find he was licking at bare flesh, a much smaller little opening. He'd expected Tracy to curse at him, or at least make a surprised sound, but she almost seemed not to notice. Though the way her small hands were exploring his cock, he figured the small bunny was just distracted by his impressive thick red wolf cock.

Sure enough she wanted to do more than just play with his dick, which Kemp was thankful for. The small white bunny crawling down along his form to grasp his length and line it up with her dark furred pussy, dropping herself down onto him heavily with a soft grunt. God she was tight, so hot and slick around him, if he knew she felt this good to fuck, he'd have done it ages ago. Kemp getting a new appreciation for strong rabbit thighs and hips as Tracy began to bounce and ride him, alternating between quick little "hops" to slower and deeper strokes. For someone he'd thought was so naïve and pure, Tracy sure was good at riding dick, seeming tireless as she bounced and rode him nonstop until his balls began to twitch and tuck up against his body in preparation for his rapidly approaching climax.

"S...slow down, Trace....gonna cum!" Kemp whined out to the eager bunny riding him, but she didn't slow down. Instead she sped up, grinning back at him from over her shoulder as his claws dug into her hips when his climax hit. Snarling and huffing hotly as he felt her soft hand cupping his twitching and jerking balls, feeling them pulse with every shot of his hot seed deep inside her. The little white bunny ground and gyrated herself down against his knot, as if she were trying to pop it inside herself unsuccessfully.

"Feel better Kemp Mitchell, cumming nice and deep in that pussy? Tracy asked with teasing smile and a little laugh.

"Hell yeah, best pussy I ever had!" the large black wolf laughed and panted.

"If you liked the pussy, you should try the ass..." the bunny followed up with, grinning as she lifted off his still hard cock before dropping to all fours for him. Lowering her chest to his bed, Tracy raised her rump and little spade tail invitingly, swaying her behind enticingly at the wolf.

How could he refuse an offer like that? Kemp growled and laughed again as he moved almost fast enough to blur in Tracy's vision, getting up behind her to slap his cock down against her behind. Rubbing his length against the second smaller opening in her underwear, he tugged her cheek aside with a thumb before letting a thick gob of saliva drop right onto her little pink opening surrounded by dark fur. Gently rubbing his digit against the opening before pushing his thumb inside, hearing a faint "Ow!" that sounded oddly distant from Tracy.

"Punish me...fuck me hard!" Tracy purred back at him. Kemp grinned devilishly down at the kinky bunny, lining his cock up with her pucker just as he heard a key enter the lock of his front door, Sarah had apparently come home early. This was perfect, she'd hear him make the dumb bunny squeal as he fucked her in the ass. Kemp thrust with all his might, sheathing his thick cock up Tracy's behind, but she didn't flinch and didn't make a sound.

"Ow! Fuck!" Sarah yelled from their shared living room. Kemp briefly stopped to listen, sounding like she'd stubbed her toe. His hips withdrew, determined to get Tracy to at least whimper as she took his thick cock up her tight little ass. His hips bucked forward again, harder than before, slapping against Tracy's behind with a firm clap, but still she made no sound. "Mother fucker!" Sarah yelled from the living room as she collapsed into a ball and began to whimper.

Hearing his sister sound like she'd fallen and start whimpering, Kemp felt his need to rut the dumb bunny rapidly fade. His cock quickly starting to deflate even before he withdrew from the tight confines of the rabbit's ass. Slipping his boxers on, he rushed from the room to find Sarah curled into a ball with tears in her eyes, clawing at her glowing underwear trying to get them off, but they seemed to almost be glued to her body and wouldn't budge.

"...best pussy I ever had..." came the recording of Kemps voice from behind him, the large wolf slowly turning to see Tracy standing by the front door smirking. Lifting her skirt to flip a switch at the side of her crotchless underwear, the dark fur of her crotch suddenly fading away and turning back to her natural white.

"Finally!" Sarah whined as she managed to get the now no longer glowing underwear off. Tossing them across the room as if they were a venomous snake before curling into the fetal position and reaching a hand back to gingerly touch against her aching asshole.

"I'm going to give these stealth portal panties a five star review, along with this recording!" Tracy laughed as she slammed the door behind her.

"Oh fuck..." Kemp blurted out as he saw a little white mess begin to spill from between a pair of frighteningly familiar pink folds.