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Chapter 27 by Forcas Forcas

What do they get up to?

Getting a Room

As Daria stood up from the table, Blake motioned for her to follow him, 'I know which rooms should be empty at the moment.' He headed through one of the many dining hall exits. 'No doubt some of them will be in us, but we'll find one, I'm sure.' Daria didn't say anything, following meekly behind. All she could do was curse herself for allowing this to happen. Why had she offered to study together? Blake was nice enough but... Her minds eye replayed the scene from her first day. She, setting herself upon him like some starving urchin. She could feel her neck prickling, and attempted to focus on the walk.

The corridors were busy at this time of day. Animals hustled their way between classes, or headed to lunch many enjoying some of the lessor privileges as they went. She had become used to this over the last couple of weeks, and the occasional hand under a skirt, or across the chest, even the odd spank didn't really bother her. The worst it really got was someone jacking off on you and not returning the favor. Some people didn't realize she was a fresher, she put that down to her ample physique, but would quickly reciprocate any gestures of pleasure if necessary. Others however were less pleasant and simply wanted to get off with no strings and would leave you wanting.

As she thought back, she realised none of those events had really set her off. More major activities, full blown sex and the like tended to happen in the classrooms as opposed to the corridors, and she realised, as she had never actually gone all the way yet, the closest she'd been and her two had episodes had involved the Bucks.

She may have dwelt upon this perhaps alarming thought bit as she walked, she began to notice the eyes of the other students on her. Most would not even notice her and continue chatting, fondling or otherwise proceed as normal, but every few people, she would see a worried gaze, an icy glare or a quick maneuver to escape her path. It went without saying but since she'd got back to her classes she'd had no wandering hands caress her as she passed by.

In front of her, Blake was noticing the same thing. He however, drew different conclusions. For Blake, this was nothing out of the ordinary. Perhaps a bit more attention than usual came his way, but frankly he expected it at this point. Blake had seen this all before and many factors played into his inconspicuousness. Even for a horse, Blake was big. Both in height and build. Many horses built muscle quickly but few as active lifestyles as he. That, combo-ed with his height, well exceeding six foot, (in fact closer to seven), meant he had an imposing presence. That helped with his prefect duties, (although that also made him stand out), making many fall in line more easily. Then there was the fact that he was a Poster, further setting him apart from the rest of the student body. And finally there was the other thing. The thing Blake seldom spoke about to anyone.

Blake approached the first room, peering in through the glass window. Inside he noticed three people. One was a Labrador bitch, currently lapping at the pussy of a brindle feline, who in turn was sucking upon the modest member of a second, chocolate lab. Blake shook his head, he never understood why but he had noticed that cats and dogs always seemed to be very compatible when it came to privileges. Historic enemies maybe, but not anymore.

The second room held a single occupant, a female bovine. Completely black, she wore a form fitting, floral dress, which clung to her rather chubby figure. He did note however the wonders it did for her breasts and cleavage. On the larger side like the rest of her, the pair bulged free of the top of the dress, leaving a noticeable tight cavern down the center. With a chest like that, Blake wasn't surprised she was finding some time to herself. He was about to step back and leave when the women turned to him. Her eyes went wide, she rapidly gathered her belongs and hurriedly trotted out past the two of them.

Blake scratched his chin. 'That was odd. Still, we have room now.' He motioned Daria in, closing the door behind her.

What happens next?

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