The Missu story part 1
#3 of The Missu Story
*EDIT 2011* Im uploading a new full version of this story withotu seperating the sex from the main storyline, im also doing spellchecks and fixing things that i did not notice was wrong last time. Please just read this part if you want the story without sexual parts!
This story contains adult themes and as such should not be read by minors or by ppl that's very emotionally down. All the characters are made up and any similarities to real life events is purely coincidental. This is the main story all sexual content is available in sex parts so that people can enjoy the story without worries of it being safe or not.
It was late spring in the town of Linnerslo, bird singing and green trees of the nearby forest slowly moving in the wind.
Missu was looking out of the window from his room, looking at the world in its spring beauty. It was the 19th of may and never before had he felt so at peace. Today was the day he thought. Today his life would end as the full moon was high in the sky letting his soul travel away.
He was a fag, a tail raiser, a sodomite if his parents would say it. He had heard the accusations for so long that even if he never had a boyfriend or even had sex he was more then use to being called by such names. They called him fag because they hated him not because they knew that he secretly was...
Missu sighted and waged his tail slowly. Tonight was the night he had planed for, over a month of planning was suppose to happen today. He would finally get released and go to heaven or hell. Where ever he would go it would be better then this narrow-minded small town.
As he slowly got dressed he looked over his body in the mirror. He hated his butt, but the rest of his red fox body was quite alright. Trailing his hands over his slender body he could not help but think of what could have been. How he could have been happy somewhere where people would have accepted him, like a big city or something. He had heard the storeys of the big city's whit the night life and open gay clubs where everyone could be themselves but never been able to convince his parents to move.
Pulling up his jeans he hesitated a bit. This was the last day of his life he already knew that so why should he hide like he always did? He smiled as his mirror image as he undressed again and moved over to his dresser takeing out skin tight leather pants and a tight tank top. It would not matter what the others said today nothing could hurt him anymore because it would all end in hardly 18 hours. He checked his arm watch, clicked in the time when the full moon would be up, then started the timer. He looked at it seeing his last seconds ticking away, smiling like a little kid at his birthday. He finished dressing and quickly went downstairs putting on his shoes, opened the door and set of for the bus stop.
Well at the bus stop Missu was feeling quite nevus. Even if it was his last day and nothing that happened today would matter he still would meet his bully's in his true form confirming what they had always said about him. "I wonder if the teachers will call my parents about my clothes" he mumbled for himself as the school bus came into view. The bus stopped right in front of him and the doors opened. Here goes he thought and stepped in.
The bus was noisy from all the different furrys chatting about everything and nothing when he entered but it soon died out. The bus was now completely silent except for the bus drivers cough when he closed the door smiling and shaking his feline head. The old lion obviously never thought that he would drive a silent school bus in his life time. Missu slowly walked by the full seats until he got to a empty one, battling whit himself to keep his head high instead of looking down in the floor whit shame. There was something exciting of being at everyone's attention but the very same feeling made it hard for him to breath. When he sat down the leather pants made a typical stretching noise and at once the bus was filled whit whispers. He looked out of the window not really knowing what he should feel trying not to smile to wide. Today was his last day in life and it would indeed be a beautiful day.
Ramon was breathing heavy. He had placed his backpack up in his knee to hide the obvious bulge from of arousal. He had a firm grip around his black and brown Shepard tail to keep it from waging like mad, sneaking a peak over at the fox.
Just thinking of the sight when he had entered the bus, walking in his extremely tight clothes had set Ramons emotions on fire, his head screaming at him to do something about it. Normally the German Shepard would meet such emotions whit anger or violence like he always did but seeing the fox like that made him speechless. His girlfriend Joy that sat next to him didn't seam to care much. She had spent the night whit him in hot passion and had no eyes for a obviously gay fox but seamed lost in her own thoughts about the past night. Her cheetah tail was slowly waging back and forth remembering the pleasure and pain from when Ramon had mounted her and made love to her tail hole.
Her religion demanded that she was a virgin when married so the only sex she could have was oral and anal. She didn't mind much since the anal sex made her feel so dirty and no guy would say no to it.
Ramons heart would not stop pounding and his bulge not go away. There was only one thing to do he decided and leaned closer to Joy whispering in her ear. "How about a blowjob kitty?" His lips felt dry and his heart was running wild looking at her face Hopeing she would not overreact or something. Joy was still looking forward not moving or showing anything in her face but a slight smile.
The bus stopped at Linnerslo high school 20 minutes later, the sun was up high on a blue sky, warming everything it touched. Nature at least never judges, Missu thought walking past the flagpole and towards the doors. He tried to think of something else then what smells he had felt when Ramon had pushed by him on his way out of the bus. It was obvious something sexual had happened whit him recently.
As usual a bunch of jocks was standing close to the door eyeing him up as he moved closer. But today they didn't move to intercept and torment him. They just stood there like paralyzed looking at him like they could not believe there own eyes, almost like they where to scared of what they saw to move. Missu quickly opened the door and got in his heart once again racing in his chest. What was this day? Was he blessed by god because it was his last day alive?
Walking to his locker a lot of people watched him, a few whit interest and a lot whit disbelief. A fag walking around in there high school had never happened before. Yet now one of the normal furrys was walking around whit his head high in the most gay clothes he could ever have on.
Missu stopped by his locker takeing deep breaths trying to calm down. He could smell the fear in the air and it was because of him, never had he imaged something like this happening not even dreamed about it. He took a look at his watch. 17 hours and 23 minutes left until his death.