TRANSFUR PART ONE

Hello, the name is Daniel I am a tall out small male, outgoing fox, I am smart, cunning, sly, sneaky, just like most foxes should be.my life right now is perfect. Nothing can stand in my way, I am unbreakable. I have a loving family, good friends, and a loving snow panther at my side. However it wasn't always like this. I shall tell you my story.

I walk down the halls at east Dale high school, staying as close to the walls as possible. The halls may seem like nothing to you, but to me its torture. I am small and defenseless, scared for my wellbeing. As I round the corner, almost to my last hour class, I run into a wall of muscle. It's the football team this time, I try to run the other way but there are more of them as I turn around. I can't run or scream much less fight, if I do try to scream them put me in a head lock so tight I could feel my neck muscles scream with pain.

They herd me outside behind the school. I know what is about to happen, I prepare to get beat up once again. It's the weekly routine, on Monday the beat me up, they leave me alone to heal the rest of the week, waiting until Monday and it happens all again.

The quarterback takes me by the neck and slams me down on the hard pavement. He is a massive grey wolf named Bruno, twice my size. His muscle ripple as he picks me up slams me back into the pavement I let loose a loud yelp of pain. He punches me in the face saying "Shut it fag, if you get us caught I will end you, do you understand?" I nod in compliance. He looks at mark, his best bud, he is a large tiger with a notch in his ear from when I tried to fight back, and I cut his ear with my claws. Mark know what to do next, as Bruno holds me down mark extends one of his razor sharp claws, I struggle trying to get away. I manage to get one of my legs loose, I kick my foot out hitting Bruno off guard in the side, Bruno grunts in pain. He tells one of the other watching players to hold my legs down. As one of them grabs my legs, Bruno punches me square in the stomach I yip in pain, but too small to be noticed.

Mark gets closer, he rips my hoody off and pulls my sleeve up on my left arm and he softly traces the scars on my arm, spelling out the word "faggot". Begins to dig his razor sharp claw into my arm, tracing the f, I yell out in pain it is too much for me to handle. Bruno yells out " I said shut the fuck up" one of the other jocks say "obviously he won't, I think he needs some help with that" Bruno nods his head in agreeing, he then takes my hair in his fist and slams my head into the ground, I black out. They finish the job, my arm covered in my own blood. I lay in the pooling blood; they get up, leaving like nothing happened.

Why don't I tell anyone about this you may ask, I have, I have told teachers, the principle, even the coaches, they all say I am lying and that the football team would never do a thing like that.

I wake up in an all too familiar place. I sigh knowing that I am back in the hospital. Hearing me wake the doctor comes over saying "good you're awake! But I am getting tired of you being in here. I have told you too many times to stop hurting yourself". I try to explain to him again for the hundredth time what happened, even he won't believe me.

I recover enough to go home around 11:30pm. When I get there my mom is waiting for me, I push past her knowing that I will probably get the same talk as always. She tries to stop to talk to me, I yell at her "drop it mom!" With that I run up the stairs to my room. I slam the door behind me and curl up with my tail on my bed and weep, it seemed like hours before I stopped. My mom then comes in to my room, as she gets closer I say to her "why won't you believe me?" she says in her small sweet voice "I want to believe you, it's just these boys have never done anything wrong. It's just not like them to just randomly beat someone up. I mean if they were gay they may pick on them some. But you're not gay and that's a good thing."

As she rambles on about how gross gays and bi people are, I get fed up and yell out "MOM!" she turns back around and looks at me saying "sorry I got a little carried away". I need to tell you something mom, I...I...I am gay. She stares into my eyes and says "how can you be so happy in a moment like this?!" I stare at saying "not that kind of gay mom". She gets a saddened expression saying oh... I smile at her asking her "you still love me thought right?" she responds "no not anymore, you're not my son I did not raise you like this, dad would have felt the same" she turns away with sad eyes as she leaves she yells "you have until tomorrow morning at 9:00am to get your stuff and gay ass out of my house! I don't care where you go or what happens to you faggot!"

I was deeply hurt, but I couldn't cry about it yet. I started to pack my stuff in my room, while doing that a called around, none would let me stay for a while until I called an old family friend, Riley. He is a tall wolf and is bi so he understood. He is 21 so he has his own place he said I could stay. I asked him if he could help me pack, as soon as I asked him he said" yes and I will be there as soon as possible!" two hours later he was here to help me, when he got there it was around 5:00am. We didn't have much time left; we hurried and got everything loaded into his trailer. We got out of there just in time.

On the way to his house we talked about my mom. He said stuff like "I knew your mom disliked gay and bi people, but to kick her own son out it just seems wrong!" I strongly agree I said. "I am her only son, she has Shelby, but I am here first born! I just don't see why she would do this." I begin to cry wrapping my face up with my tail and think to myself wishing I was just dead so I wouldn't have to deal with the pain anymore. Riley begins to comfort me and tell me were almost home.

Thirty minutes later we arrive at his two story log cabin in the woods. He says "we can unpack your things later you must be tired." Riley leads me into the house, once inside I gasp at the sight, it's much better than I expected. He leads me to the guest bedroom, as I follow him I am just noticing how muscular he is. As I move down his body I notice something that's a little more muscular then the rest of him. I look up and Riley was looking at me and saying "got it?" "What did you say? I was... Um... dozing off, I am really tired." Riley repeats himself, "I was saying that this is your room". I look around the room, I see a queen size bed calling out to me "um... thanks Riley you have no idea how much it means to me I wish I could repay you somehow." As I get in the bed Riley says "well there is one thing that you could do Daniel." He gets on the other side of the bed he asks its ok if he gets in, I blush saying yes. He gets closer; I get wide eyed not knowing how to react. I think to myself "oh no! Not now... this would be my first time. But this is what I wanted wasn't it? How did he know?! Did he catch me staring?" I yip in surprise as I feel his hand go down my back, I yelp in pain as he touches a spot on my back from were Bruno kneed me. Riley draws his hand back he asks "what's wrong? Did I hurt you?!" I reply "yes slightly, that's a place where Bruno hurt me." He says "oh I am really sorry I forgot! But I have just the thing that might help." He begins to slowly reach his hand down my leg, out of pure reaction I pull away. I say "I am sorry... it's... just that... it's just that this has never happened to me and I am scared." He replies "there's no need to be scared, I will guide you through the steps, and it will all be over in no time and I will take it easy!" I scoot back over to him saying "you promise? I... I can't! You might hurt me." I point to my arm and to my busted up face.

"I would never hurt you! Now let's have a look at your arm." I slowly let him take my arm and remove the bandages. He finishes and looks at the cuts in my arm and gasps "You told me that they cut you but not this badly. I might be able to help the pain from it also, or at least forget about it." Smiling and looking into my eyes, he slides his hand down my leg once more. This time I whine a bit. "Shhh shhh it will be okay, I swear." His hand goes to my belt buckle and he undoes it.