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 >2 days until Canada-Day
 
 >You hate Canada
 >It has been five weeks now since your family moved here, abandoning America for this cold, liberal hellhole
 >Ripped from your cozy home, surrounded by humans, you are now stuck between anthros
 >The only anthros you have seen before where either employed as mascots for stores and amusement parks or in one of these rat gangs from Mexico
 >You can't wait until they will finally build that wall
 >Even your beautiful red hat is lost, buried deep in the moving cartons
 >Somehow you don't think that your parents will give it back to you, even if they find it
 >They already brought you here, stuck in a furry college
 >It does not even provide a rugby team
 >Only this stupid hockey and curling
 >"Hey Anon, watch out"
 >You have no time to react before a beaver girl is slamming into you, pressing you against the plastic barrier
 >You can fell how the air is pressed out of your body, before you make contact with the ice on the ground
 >Behind you there is the usual noise of the puck being hit and a few cheers from the enemy team
 >You are left lying there, trying to stand up again
 >The ice skates on your feet are slipping again, sending you back down
 >It takes nearly 2 minutes before your teammate is beside you, helping you up
 >"Anon, whats wrong ?"
 >There is no way you will admit that you can't skate so you simply try to overplay it
 >"Well the ground is so comfy, I thought I simply take a quick nap here"
 >"Eh?"
 >"Forget it"
 >The wolf is simply shrugging his shoulder and skates away
 >You look at the scoreboard, you team is already behind by 5 goals, there is no way you can win this
 >You try your best, but it is nearly impossible for you to move straight ahead
 >After nearly 5 minutes its over and you make your way towards the locker room
 >You can hear the sound of metal on ice as the beaver is sliding to a halt next to you
 >"How is it going Anon ? Hope I did not hit you to hard"
 >Emma, the beaver girl with the flat tail, always happy
 >Her buck teeth are revolting
 >A few weeks ago you would have told her to insert her stick into her ass and...
 >But now you are in enemy territory
 >"Nah everything OK If you want to affect me next time you should hit me harder"
 >"Cool, you up for a pop and some timbits ?"
 >What ?
 >"No thanks. I have some other things to do"
 >"True, maybe next time"
 >She is disappearing in the female locker room and you sit down on the bench in the stadium
 >This training was a disaster, just like the last trainings
 >Why are you even bothering ?
 >You are not here for the sport, nor for your teammates
 >You would rather sleep naked on the ice before you share the locker room with them
 >It takes nearly 20 minutes before you finally make your way to the showers
 >The room is empty now but the stench of wet fur is still in the air
 >With a heavy sigh you disrobe and step under the warm water
 >Finally....
 
 Emmas POV
 >Finally....
 >It always takes Anon nearly years until he is stepping into the showers
 >Not that you are complaining, now you are alone to in the female showers
 >He is so shy and such a keener
 >Every time you look at him you could melt inside
 >You sink down on your knees and remove the loose tile in the wall
 >Once it was used as a way for the boys to spy on the girls, than it got fixed but nobody bothered to check the female side
 >You can see the male showers, steam rising from the ground
 >Suddenly Anon is stepping into the showers and you can see him in all his glory
 >Furless skin, dripping wet, a small river of hot water flowing between his shaped buttocks
 >Not tail is blocking the sight to his balls, swinging between his legs
 >Your fingers are slowly crawling to your own nether regions
 >Anon is spreading the shampoo on his hands and smears it into his hair
 >There not enough fur on his body, so it only takes him a few minutes to finish cleaning himself
 >This also means you have almost no time to finish your own race
 >Your fingers slide past your lower lips, your moan is drowned out by the sound of the running water
 >You can feel how your climax is closing in when Anon turns around
 >No sheath, everything is visible
 >You fantasize about how his cock would feel inside of you, slamming deeeppp.....
 >"Oh god, yes, Anon......"
 >"Anon huh ?"
 >You are ripped out of your daydream by a female voice behind you
 >Charlotte and Olivia, moose and goose are standing in the doorway, holding a smartphone, the small red light is blinking
 >OH GOD NO
 >"Not bad, Emma. You could almost post this on an amateur porn side"
 >"Yeah, the captain of the hockey team rubbing her clit while thinking about a human keener"
 >You are shocked, the two girls are some of your best friends, why are they doing this to you ?
 >"Olivia, Charlotte, please just delete it and.."
 >"And....What ?"
 >"I think it would be better if we simply send it to Anon, you know, give him something to masturbate"
 >"Please don't...please I will do anything.."
 >"Anything ?"
 >This was a mistake
 
 Anon POV
 >You step out of the shower and wrap the towel around your hips
 >Stepping back into the locker room you quickly dry yourself and dress yourself
 >You place the hokey equipment in your locker (the stupid stick is always getting wedged) and close the door
 >After this you walk out of the station and make your way towards your bike
 >You can already see that someone is standing close to it
 >You don't recognize the stature as someone you know
 >Female and some kind of bird
 >"Hey, get away from my bike"
 >The girl is turning around and you can see that she is holding something in her hands
 >You also see that your tires are flaccid, someone let the air out
 >"What have you done ?"
 >The girl is simply shrugging her shoulders, the air valve in her feathered fingers
 >"It was shiny, so I took it"
 >For a moment you are left speechless
 >"What have you done you stupid featherbrain, that’s my bike, this is going to cost me nearly 1 hour"
 >You can see how her beak is twisting into a sly smile
 >What is going on
 >"Hey Charlotte, you got that ?"
 >A moose is appearing from behind the wall to the street, holding a smartphone in her hands
 >"Got it"
 >"What are you two doing ? And give me back my valves"
 >The moose is holding up her smartphone, showing you a video
 >"Hey, get away from my bike...stupid featherbrain"
 >She doctored the video around so that it seems like that you are just running around, insulting anthros
 >You are left speechless again
 >The goose is addressing you
 >"If you don't want this video send to the dean you better appear in two days at 12 at this address"
 >She is handing you a small piece of paper with the address of a house in the suburb
 >The moose is running her hands through your hair
 >"See you, beauty"
 >They both leave, laughing to themself
 >Its like your granddad always told you
 >"Around moose and goose, you loose"
 >Goddammit
 
  Just two more days
 
 1 Day until Canada-Day
 >You managed it to repair your bike and rode it to the address the two girls gave you
 >Nothing special, just a simply two story building in suburb Toronto
 >You lock your bike and walk towards the door, ringing the bell
 
 Emmas POV
 >This is not happening is it ?
 >Charlotte and Olivia really used their video of you to enormous advantage
 >You are standing in your own room, naked, with your arms tied behind your back
 >The two other girls are preparing the house for something
 >Thankfully your parents are gone for the weekend, they are visiting friends in America
 >”Girls, is this really necessary ?”
 >Charlotte is sticking her head back into your room
 >”Of course it is, Emma. Trust us, you are going to love this”
 >If they say so
 >”Unless you want the video on the web”
 >It's moments like these that you are unsure if they are truly your friends
 >Now Olivia is entering your room again and places one of her feathered hands on your back
 >”Lets go down”
 >She is basically forcing you out of your room and down the stairs until you are standing in the living room
 >The room has been cleared, except for a single chair in the middle of it
 >There is a blanked draped over it
 >”Girls, what exactly is going to happen ?”
 >They goose and the moose don't react but instead lead you over to the chair and make you sit on it
 >Your nude buttocks press down on the blanket and you lean back, until your flat tail pressing against your hands
 >You grip it tightly, just like you used to do when you were a small child during thunder storms
 >Olivia is kneeling down and wrappes something around your legs, securing them against the chair legs
 >Meanwhile Charlotte is tying your torso to the chairback, leaving you motion- and defenseless
 >Your legs are still spread open a little bit, giving everyone a good look at your nethers, while your breasts are resting on the rope under them
 >This is just like all these stupid truth-or-dare storys you read in teenie magazines
 >”OK girls, you have me tied up, what is happening now ?”
 >Olivia and Charlotte are giving you a sly grin
 >It looks like they are waiting for something
 >Suddenly the doorbell is ringing
 >”Girls, what did you do ?”
 >”We wrote an invitation to a good friend, to help with the party here”
 >You are left speechless and try to get away from the chair
 >”Girls this is insane, please let me go, you can't do this”
 >Charlotte is placing on of her longer feathers on your lips to silence you
 >”Shh”
 >Suddenly a blindfold is wrapped over your eyes, robbing you of your sight
 >”I will tell you what is going to happen now. Our good friend will spoil you and you have to guess who it is. If you manage it we will remove your blindfold and your binds”
 >”Girls please stop this, you know that I'm still a virgin, this is crazy”
 >”Yeah we know and we definitely have to change that, but don't worry your virginity is safe until you give it up”
 
 Anons POV
 >The door is opened by the stupid moose, looking down on you
 >”Ah, Anon nice to see you, please come in”
 >You don't answer and simply step into the hallway
 >The big door at the end of the hallway is locked but a smaller door is leading into the kitchen
 >The moose is leading you there and closes the door behind her
 >”Please sit down”
 >You remain standing in the corner
 >”Please tell me, what do you want from me. Why did you fake this video and sabotage my bike ?”
 >”Simple, we wanted you here, because a friend of mine has a big crush on you”
 >A friend of her ?
 >”Yeah sorry, but I don't date anthros”
 >The look she is giving you is almost pitiful
 >”Give it a few minutes and we will change that. How many human girls did you date back in America ?”
 >Once again you remain silent, your dating history is not really something like to talk about
 >”I guess that silence is answer enough”
 >”What do you want ?”
 >”Remain silent and follow me”
 >Both of you are leaving the kitchen and step through the big door into the living room
 >The sight is shocking you
 >Emma, the beaver girl from the hockey team is sitting naked on a chair, her legs tied to the chair legs, with a blindfold over her eyes
 >The stupid goose is standing next to her with a bottle of maple sirup in her hands
 >Charlotte is leading you over to the chair and is pressing you down to you knees until your face is on the same level as Emmas pussy
 >The brown fur is thinning, until it is replaced with black skin
 >Knowledge from sex ed is flooding your brain, you can clearly identify her clitoris just over the slit
 >Even though it looks completely dry there is a smell in the air that threatens to overpower your senses
 >”Girls, is there someone breathing between my legs”
 >Her voice is trembling, seeing her like this is almost cute
 >”Yes, this is the guy we managed to convince to help us”
 >She is swallowing hard before she is addressing you
 >”OK, listen I don't know what they did to you but please, this is my first time, please be gentle...”
 >There is a small squeak escaping her mouth while she is still trying to close her legs
 >Olivia is opening the bottle and the smell of thick sirup is filling the air
 >”What is that ?”
 >”This is maple sirup, that we will now use to give the poor guy an incentive. Normally this would be a bitch to clean it out of fur, but you will have a talented tongue lapping it up”
 >A few seconds later you can see how the viscous liquid is hitting her clit and spreads over her pussy
 >The stream is flowing through her slit, coating her lips in the brown sirup
 >Emma is squirming, every movement of her legs is opening and closing the delicate slit, causing the sirup to flow deeper and deeper into her
 >Before you have time to really grasp the situation you can feel how a hoof is pressed against the back of your head
 >”OK, boy. Time to dig in”
 
 Just one more day
 
 
 
 Canada-Day
 >Your head is pressed between the legs of the tied up beaver and maple sirup is flowing over your chin
 >Emmas pussy is sticky with the liquid, as you try to detach yourself you find yourself stuck
 >Her whimpers have turned into soft moans that soon grow louder as your tongue makes its way deeper into her folds
 >Maple sirup was the only think you ever liked about Canada
 >Even now, forced to eat beaver pussy your mind conjures pictures of breakfast on a lazy Saturday, pancakes with butter and sirup
 >Charlotte, the moose behind you, is observing every single stroke of your tongue, commenting like she was watching a sport broadcast
 >”Oh look Olivia, he is really digging in. How does it feel Emma ? Good ?”
 >Emma is not responding with a coherent sentence, she is just moaning
 >You grab Emmas legs to stop them from shivering too much and to force your head deeper into her nethers
 >Her fur feels wonderful between your fingers
 >”Now he is going all in, his tongue is everywhere, wonderful work especially in the tight rooms”
 >The goose has already put away the bottle and is now also watching you
 >”Just licking is boring, try to suck her clit a little”
 >You follow the instructions immediately, changing your attention of her outer lips to the small knob directly over her slit
 >The effects are instant, Emmas legs are tugging hard on the chair now, her moans go up another octave and you can feel her muscles convulse stronger than before
 >It only takes you a few seconds to bring her to her first climax
 >The sudden flow of fresh juices, flushing out the rest of maple sirup from her tunnel is surprising you
 >Just moments ago you were happily suckling on her clit and suddenly your mouth is filled with warm juices
 >You try to pull your head back but find that it is still pressed against Emma
 >”Naha beautie, no spitting, swallow everything”
 >While Emma is still recovering from her first climax introduced to her body by someone else you are busy gulping down the coppery/sweet liquid
 >You can feel how it flows down your throat, lubricating it and spreading a warmth inside your body
 >After a few minutes you are finally allowed to get away from Emma and simply stare up to her blindfolded face
 >Her buckteeth are visible in her open mouth, she is still panting like crazy
 >”OK, Emma. Your first guess please. Who is the mysterious tongue that just made you cream yourself ?”
 >”Oh...god....hah”
 >”No, close but not really. Another round !”
 >You are unceremoniously pushed back and immediately begin another assault on her puffy lips
 >More, you need more of this sweet nectar
 >”And he is going in for the second round but the opposition is already powerless, lets see how long he can keep up the onslaught”
 >You can for a long time
 >It takes nearly 10 orgasms until Charlotte and Olivia are pleased with your performance
 >Emma has been reduced to a shivering mess, barely able to respond to questions
 >A constant stream of juice is dripping out of her folds, into the blanket, adding to the pool already forming on top of it
 >”Now Emma, just think about it. Which guy would you want to eat you out if you could choose”
 >”Ahhh...An....Ahhhh..”
 >”Which guy did you masturbate to in the gym showers ?”
 >What ?
 >”Anoohh......Anon....hah”
 >”Yay congratulations. That was the right answer, her you go have fun.”
 >Charlotte quickly removes the blindfold and drops it on the floor before both moose and goose leave the room
 >You can hear how the front door is closing again while you stare into Emmas eyes
 >”Hi”
 >Emma is not responding, just breathing heavily
 
 >You open the bottle of soda and lean back again on the couch
 >Emma is sitting next to you, her flat tail lying on your lap
 >You run your fingers over it once again while giving her another kiss, feeling her tongue wrestle with yours a few moments
 >The sun has already gone down and the both of you are watching TV without really paying attention to it
 >Instead you are occupied with each other
 >Emma has put on a pair of panties but her breasts are still on display, giving you many opportunity to grab and squeeze them
 >”And that’s how they got the audio of me calling your friend a “Featherbrain””
 >Emma is laughing again, she already showed you the video of herself under the gym showers
 >At first you were a little bit mad about being watched but now you feel proud
 >A girl choose to masturbate to you, everything else is of no interest
 >Both of you embrace each other again and you take the chance to whisper into her ear
 >”Happy Canada-Day Emma”
 >Emma is retreating and gives you a strange look
 >”Is something wrong ? Did something happen ?”
 >Now she starts to laugh
 >”It's nothing really, but Canada-Day is still one month away”
 >Fuck
 >”But don't worry. We will celebrate it. I promise”
 >Her head is snuggled against your chest while you slowly stroke her back
 >You love Canada