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I woke up early. I was really, really sore. It took a minute to realize why.

The game was last night.

Ow.

I was bruised, not that you'd know under my black fur and skin. Still....it hurt.

I leveraged myself out of bed and got dressed. I actually pulled pants from a drawer. Can you believe it? Usualy I just pulled something off the floor. I forewent the underwear. Commando felt right and good.

Fuck it. If people stare, that's their problem.

I strode downstairs. Dad was drinking coffee and watching the news in his recliner.

"Hi son, no bridle?"

I huffed a snort at him.

"Not today. I've been good."

He sighed.

I got some oats (yuck) out and made myself some porridge. As I did I called to dad. "Hey dad, You said you'd give me and Dexter a tour today right?"

I used Dex's full name. For some reason dad put a lot of store in names. A name like Dexter Reiley Kingsburry would make him proud. Not like Aden Jeffery O'Brien.

"Sure son."

I heard the sigh and the resigned voice.

I sat down and ate my porridge. Between bites I called out to dad.

"Don't forget I have detention?"

"What again?" I heard from the den.

"Yes."

There was a grunt.

"What for?"

"I beat up someone who teased me."

**

Ok, that was an not exactly true but it was factually correct. Techinally I punched the snot out of a loose.....sorry...a kid who didn't deserve it. He did tease me, but I deserved it. Right now? I don't care. I want this over with, and you know, I keep on explaining things to the dumb old stud. Sue me?

Fuck! I screwed up again! Another lesson....Shit......am I trying to be obviously obnoxious to get into these messes on purpose?

**

I heard the sigh.

"You shouldn't do that son."

I sighed very deeply.

"I know."

"Beer tonight?"

I sighed again.

"No dad, I have detention tomorrow too, same reason."

"Fuck son! Maybe I should get you a bridle myself!" I heard a grunt of self satisfaction.

Parenting over huh? That's it? A veiled threat? You have nothing on Dex!

I could almost feel the contempt ooze from my muzzle as I ate. Finally I was done. I loaded up into the cruiser, my back pack with me (paper, pencils etc....remember the weekend challenge last time?....I was sure to be done early....). Dad hefted his huge bulk into the driver's seat and started the engine.

**

I opened my eyes. I was confused. I wasn't where I should be. I should be in my room. I wasn't. My eyes were lightly sticky. I opened them and stared at an unfamiliar ceiling.

"Huh...."

It's beige. Really beige. Not off white, not ecru, beige. Who paints in beige?"

I sat up. I had a bit of a head. I looked around.

Memory came flooding back.

Rodney, Alex, Verissa, and Alice.

I looked around confusedly. They were all soaked in cum, and all asleep. I stared at myself. I had some claw marks on me. I had to leave.....now!

I quickly stood and put my pants on. I stuffed myself in, and then looked for a shirt. There wasn't any.

Fuck!

I found one finally. It wasn't mine, I didn't care. I hefted it on. It was way too tight and left part of my abs showing. I just hope no one would stare.

I checked my phone. Nothing. I sighed. My parents didn't care. Why should they?

I started walking to the door of the house.

"Hey stud....."

I stopped and turned slowly.

It was Rodney. He was languidly lounging quite nude over the edge of the couch sectional I hadfound myself on. He was very very beautiful. I also realized he had a lot of my cum on him.

I blushed.

"Hey..."

The tiger purred, the rumble was deep in his chest.

"Leaving so soon?"

I nodded "Gym. Gotta keep in shape." I responded cheerfully.

His eyes narrowed.

"I know.....mmmmm"

I ducked my head and strode out.

**

Was that really me that went in there last night? I mean the evening fog is wearing thin, I can remember going home with them all. I remember some type of challenge. Something about who could be sexiest. I think it came from a very drunk Rodney. I remember not giving a crap.

Then.....then I remember smirking. Me? Smirking? I don't smirk. I remember feeling buzzed. Right....beer. Liquid Courage.

Then....I remember.........the visions are a little hazy. I remember sex. Lots of it. Someone asked to see how much I could cum. I dared them to be able to take it....that was.....

Fuck....Rodney....then.....Verissa, Alice, and Alex.....two girls, and two guys.

I fucked them. All of them....

The images came back in flashed bits. Like the one where I snorted hugely wile burring to the hilt deeply as I could in Rodney.

Cursing Verissa (another tigress) that she couldn't even take half of me.....

Then a very relaxed Alice....sister to Alex....both canine.

Fuck...just I just have an orgy??

I felt myself harden a little.

I did....I fucking did! Shit!

I could feel myself harden as I jogged. I sped up to a trot. It was going to take a while to get home anyway.....

**

Hah! Ok, so yes I'm being prideful. Fuck you, I've earned this one. I just beat everyone in detention and I got out early at 11. The winning answer? Ding: The Armistice Declaration of 1926. The question....ooooh....what was the law that created Memorial Day....tell them what they would have won Johnny!

Hah! Early release!

Sorry. It was good. I got it right, I'm out.

Dex is supposed to meet us at the station at noon. It's a "school project" as I told my dad.

**

The police station was just a huge square block of concrete. It was as protective, and as forbidding. I nodded to my mom as I got out of the wagon, and jogged to the entrance, my backpack with me. I only carried a few things this time. Books, paper, pens pencils. No bridle, no curry comb, nothing special.

I knew my limits and requirements for this little sortie. He he he. I just hope Aden had remembered on his way home to make a few stops!

I signed in. I was on the approved list. I got through the metal detectors and made it to Aden's dad's office. It was in a corner, but that was about all you could say about it. I stepped in. It was empty. There was nothing here. Oh sure, four commendations, a medal, and a picture on the wall with what I assumed to be Aden's dad shaking hands with someone was on the wall. That was it.

It was depressing.

A few minutes later Aden stepped in. He walked over to me and whispered.

"Dad's coming. We have about twenty minutes alone after. He has a meeting. He's going to talk a lot, then leave us alone. Ok?"

I nodded silently.

When Aden's dad walked in, I was shocked. He wasn't a horse, he WAS a draft horse. He was a fucking brute. He stood two heads taller than Aden. He was twice as wide. He was also pure black, no markings.

I glanced at Aden. He shrugged. "Mom's side." As if he read my mind.

"So...Officer O'Brien, thank you for helping me with my report..." I smiled innocently.

**

Yes I lied. I lied a lot. I will burn in hell. Heh. I had my fingers crossed did you see that? I bet not. Anyway. I asked a million questions. He answered them as best as he could. I asked for a tour. I got one. Everything was shown to me from the computer on his desk to the copier down the hall. Finally It was lunch. He left us in his office. He had a lunch meeting.

**

Officer O'Brien smiled.

"Do you need anything?"

"Nah, fine dad. We'll wait for you right?"

He old stud just stared his huge black forehead wrinking in thought. I could read the equine language from here. It was rare for his son to ask permission. He nodded though.

I glared at Aden. He shrugged.

"What? I'm a reformed equine."

**

It took exactly ten minutes, We set up the transfers, the e-mails, everything. Even the time-out password resets. All the new alerts would go to the very disposable phone I got off of craigslist that had "Ten days left" on it's account.

Trust me, I checked before we bought it.

Effortlessly the time passed. I got the flurry of text messages. I smiled to myself. Aden smiled as well. It was done.

I pulled the battery. I dropped the phone in a glass of water for about five minutes, had Aden stomp on it with his hoof, then burried the remains in the trash.

Done..