TeenAnon in: Satyr High School

>Be TeenAnon
>Hanging around your pony-sized locker with your satyr buddies.
>Icarus captain of several sports teams.
>Pogo the enigma at chess.
>And Little Mac heaviest hitter in the school, theatre club captain.
>Your shooting the shit as it goes when you see that dork Presto scurrying past you trying not to be noticed.
>You trip him and the guys laugh.
>His various books cushion his fall, no damage done.
>Physically.
>You all continue to laugh as you see new meat walk in.
>A pair of pretty pink dragon thighs walk through the hall.
>You've heard about these two, just moved in, total faggot with a 7/10 sister.
>You notion to your boys to look his way.
>They walk meekly through the hall until the one stops.
>The faggot's locker is being blocked by Little Mac's enormous arm.
>He looks bashfully around the guy, nerves frayed about what to do.
>Mac only raises and eyebrow an the pink boy falls to his white ass.
>You notice he isn't wearing pants. You think that he must think he can get away with his interspecies parts being exposed to the world around him. Like he doesn't have to cover up because he's so special.
>You get a wicked idea.
>Nudging Little Mac to move you offer a hand to the faggot to help him up.
>He shakily takes it, and you pull him up with force that causes him to bonk his head on his locker.
>The guys laugh.
>Pogo stops laughing first and bounces over to open the locker for him.
>The faggot tries to mutter some words but only fumbles out spaghetti.
>"Cat got your tongue, #FFC0CB?" Pogo says.
>He looks to Pogo even more unsure what to say.
"That's his way of saying pink. Now, what's your name faggot?"
>The faggot further mutters and stutters, but you eventually hear him make out "Simmer."
"Well, Simmer. What's a scaled rumpus like you doing romping up here?"
>Simmer starts to stutter again.
"If you're not going to answer for yourself, then we'll just have our own 'hashtag'-F-F-6-9-B-4 friend here answer for you. He's good at reading people."
>Simmer 's lip trembles, but then Pogo in response enacts an infant crying with various sound effects.
"You looking for a nipple to suckle baby pink?"
>The guys laugh behind you.
"Well if you need a nipple for suckling then the women's locker room has plenty of those. Perhaps we can make arrangements for you."
>His face contorts between confusion and fear.
>You can understand this though. Four of the toughest mofos this side of Ponyville High can be intimidating.
You laugh, "Well you know we're to fear at least."
>Pogo notions with his eyebrow that Simmer hasn't declined the idea of being thrown into the locker room.
>You laugh a little harder now, grabbing the boy's shoulder.
"We understand the feeble desires of the frail souls still fresh to this world. Fret not, we have never failed to hold up on our word."
>The guys part and you walk Simmer to the nearby locker room door.
"Here we are. The libido at this school is unmatched in all the land. We weren't deemed -Home of the Halfling Horrors- for nothing. You'll fit right in."
>With that you give him a shove and he tumbles into the room.
>Before the door closes you see the football team inside all turn in surprise.
>As the door shuts you see crooked smiles creep across the various faces.
"The most horrific football team in town. Fathering and sodomizing more bodies in all the nearby counties."
>The crew huddles around the door with you to get a listen in on the squeals of your little pink piggy faggot that you've just thrown to the wolves.
>To your surprise however, you don't hear the faggot squealing up the storm you had hoped.
>You hear the team members grunting and going at it, but what is supposed to be a pink haired white ass piggy isn't squealing.
>You have Icarus slowly and stealthily crack the door so the four of you can peek in.
>The sight before you has never unamused you so much.
>The sight of a faggot getting reamed is normally a delight.
>However, before you now is a well oiled bike taking another usage around the town.
>You all reel back. The boys know your irritation. Gays just rub you the wrong way.
>This moment also reminds you of when that purple haired pansy tried giving you a massage. He rubbed you the wrong way too.
>Pogo speaks up, "H-hey man how about we go get some #66992f"
>Mac speaks up, "Y-yeah... sister Darcy always tells a mean one. How about it?"
>Icarus pats you on the back reassuring you with his confident smile.
>You're crew really is the best.
"yeah.. Yeah! Lets go! Forget that fucking faggot. Snap is the only dragon bottom babe worth getting hot and bothered over. Fuck!"
>Testosterone pumping, you feel like you again.
>You four walk off towards the Home Ec room to find Darcy for some good ol farm home stories.
>In the back ground growing quieter in the distance.
>The football team ramps and raves concocting from what was a pure young body into a new interspecies semen demon.
>Fucking Simmer.