Nightmare Elementary:
Week 6 Challenge (2)
(RP log between Balmung and Fens)

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This log contains blood and nonconsensual cub molestation
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(BRYAN)
Bryan walked into the classroom and looked around a bit. There wasn't much room where to hide in this one. He sighed with disappointment. If he took too long, he'd probably get stuck with one of the boys. While the gig was a great one and he could probably come up with something fun to do to a boy, girls were just a lot more to his liking.

He quickly scanned the room, just to be sure. Nobody was stupid enough to hide under a student desk, and there was no cupboard where even a small cub could fit easily without throwing out most of the contents. That only left the teacher's desk.

He felt his pants get a bit tighter. That was such a classic porn scenario, just one of those things that never actually happened for real. So he chuckled slightly as he walked over to the desk, expecting to find nothing. To his immense surprise, a naked, *female* cub was actually hiding there! He could barely believe his luck, but he was going to do the most of it.

Putting on a stern expression, he bent over. "Well, well! Just what is it that you're doing here, young lady?"

(HANA)
Under other circumstances, Hana might have been having to suppress giggles as she hid from a grown-up during a game of hide-and-seek. But something about the other half of the pre-challenge lineup had been... a little bit unsettling, so she just stayed very quiet and genuinely hoped not to be found.

She was just starting to think about how she would know when the game was actually over, and if she was in danger of missing dinner if she took too long... when she heard the door to the room she'd picked as her hiding place. That made her tense up, increasingly moreso as she heard someone moving about between the tables. Hana didn't have a way to tell if he was making straight for her hiding spot, but she could certainly tell when the person was getting closer, her breaths coming quicker and the little cub having to work harder to keep them quieted so -

"EEP!"

She actually squealed! Short, sharp and surprised, but still. Hands clamped over her mouth as she did it, gazing up at the ... well, he was almost a teacher, right? School faculty! - with big, uncertain eyes. Lowered her hands into her lap.

There wasn't... too much to see of her nudity, right then. Not given how Hana had balled herself up under the desk and was only just starting to uncurl for being found. "I... this seemed like a good hiding place, sir."

There was a hopeful little upturn on her voice at the end, there! After all, he'd found her, but... well.

Wait, was she not supposed to go in the classrooms? Schools could be weird about where you were allowed to go after all. ... Sudden little flicker of worry across that cute little face.

(BRYAN)
"Get out of there!" barked Bryan. "Teachers' desks are for the teachers!"

(HANA)
Another little shriek, although this one wasn't just surprise. There was even a frantic little, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" as the little not-quite raccoon tried to scrabble out from underneath the desk and quite possibly barrelled into the 'teacher's legs.

If he didn't get out of her way thus, there'd be a cute little 'ouf!' and Hana sprawling backwards onto her bottom, emitting a little, 'oow-' sound after and wincing as she looked back at her hands. They'd gone back to catch her, and for the moment at least, she seemed unaware that she was showing the grown-up basically everything.

Bare, pale-furred front, glimpse of her pink little nipples through the finer fluff. Snug little immature cunt, still snug-shut unto being just a line between puffy folds. With her weight more just under the base of that oversized tail than on her bottom, there was even just the nariest glimpse of a pink little place, made visible by the pressure of the floor squish-parting cheeks of that pert little butt of hers!

(BRYAN)
Bryan almost laughed as the raccoon bumped into him, and sprawled backwards, showing him almost everything there was to see. He wasn't going to let a good opportunity go to waste, so he kneeled in front of her, and with a complete lack of shame slowly looked her over from head to toe.

She looked absolutely delicious, and even better than the cheetah he'd dealt with earlier. It was such a pity that he couldn't have all the fun he wanted with this one, but maybe he'd get another chance later.

"My, my!", he exclaimed. "Aren't you a bit young to try to get out of trouble in such an indecent manner?"

(HANA)
Hana even let him get his look in! Albeit not so much wilfully as because she was busy battling off the urge to cry about having fallen on the hard classroom floor. She'd nearly fallen on her tail! As-was, it had still bent up at an ever so slightly awkward angle behind her.

"S..." little breath, turning still slightly wet eyes up at the cat, confused, "Sir? I don't um... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be bad, so -"

She wasn't sure about this whole 'indecent' part; someone was understandably ignorant of porn tropes. But she did realise after a moment just what an exposed position she was in all the same, cheeks colouring noticeably and scrambling to try to kneel instead. And if that worked out (maybe with just a little whining for moving bruised bits) she'd move on to trying to shove little hands between the white fur of her inner thighs, obscuring nipples behind her arms in the process.

If that worked out.

(BRYAN)
"Don't play games with me, young lady!", sternly admonished her the cat. "You know very well what you were hinting at. Well, we're not going to have any half measures here! If you do something, do it right."

He pointed at the desk. "Now climb on that desk, spread those legs wide, and let the class see everything there is to see."

(HANA)
Hana squeaked. It wasn't another of those pretty shrieks of a moment ago, but she still jumped and made a little noise when he told her off so, cringing ever so slightly so that her shoulders rose and soft thighs squished a little more noticeably around her hands.

"I-I-"

She sounded like she was going to argue... but at the same time, someone clearly knew better than to talk back to a grown-up, especially a grown-up in authority. So instead just a small-voiced little, "... Yes sir," and up Hana was picking herself from the floor.

It took a moment deciding how to do it... but in the end there wasn't really a choice, she just had to jump.

Fair threw herself up at the tabletop, enough that she could get her forearms and elbows up there and find herself dangling, toes just intermittently brushing the hard floor as she made a tiny, high-pitched, "Hnnh-" noise and kept trying to lever herself up onto the desk top. Slow progress, but eventually she made it! Though the effort involved doing it with first one leg, then the other, and Hana was concentrating so hard that she was clearly unaware just what she was showing anyone behind her.

If Bryan placed himself right, for a long moment there'd be an even clearer view of the little cub's nether regions. Straining muscles meant that cute little butt was even more distinct, as well as her tail up to keep it out of the way. Perhaps the first really good view any cameras might have had of the hybrid girl's pink little anal star, the smooth, bare perineum below that and then the lowest crack of that tight shut little pussy.

Or at least, it was tight shut. The inverted m shape of Hana's outer labia was distinct when viewed from this angle, but lifting her leg up onto the desktop parted them wide and for a short moment there was such a good view of pink, pristine insides that Bryan might swear he'd got a glimpse of the little girl's hymen.

But... then she was up. Panting just a little. Turning to dangle her legs over the edge of the desk at the knees and, "Like... like this?"

Now she was embarrassed. The cat hadn't made a lot of sense when he talked about showing the class, but all the same, now Hana knew what was on display as she lent on her hands, just a little back behind her, and moved her knees away from eachother.

(BRYAN)
"Don't insult me, young lady!" growled Bryan. He walked right to the desk and roughly grabbed the girl's clit, giving it a painful squeeze for emphasis.

"I can see right through you. You're a naughty girl who often plays with herself, aren't you? Stop pretending you're innocent."

His grip loosened, and he started softly caressing the sore nub. "I'm the authority here. The sooner you stop lying, the less painful this is going to be."

(HANA)
Hana squeaked when he growled at her, but then it pitched up and there were those pretty shrieks again! He had grabbed at the little girl's privates after all, and if he was really intent on finding that cute little nub he'd end up having to be pretty rough about it. The thing was, Hana wasn't that sort of naughty girl, and as a result that sensitive button-cluster of nerves was well-hidden beneath its little hood, and if Bryan wanted a hold of it he would either need to spend a long time encouraging it out, a slightly shorter, more brutal time digging it out... or just grab ahold of the whole top of the poor, squealing cub's puffy little cunt.

Given speed, he'd presumably gone the latter route, and Hana was squealing and batting at his hand with hers before she even thought about it, soft little butt bouncing off the desk as she tried to lift her hips and relieve the tension of someone grabbing at her privates and, "STOP IT!"

It was a performance that continued until Bryan let up, although coherent shouting would rapidly give way to bawling if he kept it up for much time at all. Only when he let up did Hana sag back down onto the desk, heaving breaths, sobs setting her hunched shoulders shaking, and the hand not keeping herself propped up scrubbing at her face in the vain hope of being less humiliatingly tearful. Really she was a bit of a tear-streaked mess, after all.

"Wh.. wh-why did you - I-I'm not l-lying I don't unders-s-stand -" sniffle, hiccup, sob, but clearly pliant as she whined and whimpered at the still touching at her most sensitive places, however gently by comparison to before. That pretty little clit was even visible, now! Just. Though if that was because of genuine sexual response or just because it had swollen a little, what with just how angrily red it looked...

"P-Please stop touching my -" Clearly Hana didn't have it in her to actually try to stop him right now, though.

(BRYAN)
Bryan was starting to find his pants uncomfortably tight. Crying little cubs were a particular turn-on for him. Unfortunately his employer didn't allow him to do as he wanted in this particular case, which he found immensely frustrating. Fortunately the whole thing was being recorded, so he decided to get everything he could on the tape, for later use.

"Oh, you little tease thought you could bend me to your will with just a little peek?", mockingly said Bryan. "That won't do it for me. And since you're not doing it properly, I guess I'll have to do it for you".

Bryan reached in, and spread her folds as widely as he could, both to get a better look, and to ensure he'd get every detail possible on the tape. His untrimmed claws dug slightly into the delicate flesh, drawing droplets of blood and causing more tears and squealing, but he didn't care. A few pin pricks wouldn't leave much of a trace, and those pathetic sobs were music to his ears.

(HANA)
Of course Hana was completely ignorant of.. all of these thoughts. She barely had a grasp of the fact this was disproportionate! And even then was wholly fixated on the fact that she'd somehow made the scary grown-up think she'd done something she hadn't intended.

Which meant she even started up another whimpery little, 'I'm sorry' before he grabbed at her again. So instead the instinctive apology became an, "I'm s-NUH!" and hands snapping to try to prevent him, only to feel claws and freeze with a high pitched "Eek!" and her hands hovering uselessly. It wasn't a comfortable position either, clearly. Both hands reaching and knees slightly lifted meant her balance was all in tensed muscles, and Hana was already starting to shiver with the effort, but if she moved, those claws...

Not that she needed to worry, not when he moved them for her. Pin-prick claw cuts and a little shriek and, "Stop hurting my cunny!"

Her face was red, and not just from crying. She didn't often refer to it after all - and by that word; one had to wonder things about whoever had taught Hana the little she knew. What was her background again? Some kind of ward of the state? So maybe there were some assumptions open to being made about her presence on the show, too!

By the time he had her open, there was indeed just the tiniest trickle of red from her forced open little cunt, though blessedly (for Bryan, given the probable nature of the organisers) not from any damage to the little girl's maidenhood. There that was, properly visible this time, the fine, slightly ruffled-looking circle with its thick thread of membrane across and in front of the little preteen's birth canal-to-be like some sad attempt at a closed gate.

And all while Hana shuddered, tense, quick, shaky breaths and intermittent sobs and a kind of wide-eyed terror suggested she was suddenly afraid the cat might really use his claws.

(BRYAN)
It took a titanic amount of effort for Bryan to resist the temptation to drop his pants and destroy that tiny pussy with his raging erection. It wasn't the first time he'd had a cub at his mercy, so he could imagine the likely outcome: beautiful, desperate shrieks, the indescribable feeling of a tight little pussy being torn apart, a lot of blood, and that unique sight of a cub realizing any remains of their innocence were just torn away.

Sadly, if he did that, he expected serious repercussions. Too serious to risk it, especially given that the perks of this job were too good. So he barely managed to reign himself in.

Still, there were things he was allowed to do, and that pussy was too good to leave unused. He was allowed to use a finger. He didn't know if those writing the rules took into account that cat fingers typically had very sharp claws on them, but since there was nothing in the text about that he didn't bother filing them down.

With a gleeful, sadistic smile, he inserted his index finger to its full length. Even that little already felt quite tight in a girl that young. Her young, immaculate flesh pressed on it from every side, and he could even feel her frantic heartbeat.

He felt her completely freeze in terror as she realized the amount of damage he could do. Since he couldn't give her the proper fucking she deserved, he settled for carefully thrusting his finger back and forth, drawing more and more frantic sobs as his claw scratched her soft insides. It wouldn't leave any lasting damage, and he was sure that whoever was the lucky bastard to finish her off wouldn't even notice.

As her cries and resistance started getting more intense, he shoved it a bit deeper still to finish things off.

(HANA)
Hana could only look on all the while, of course, and the position in which she was holding herself did not look remotely comfortable either. "Plea-"

Squeaked one last time, but then she realised he wasn't just touching and pricking her, he was putting his finger in. Which got one heck of a face from the little hybrid girl: a sort of stricken terror, huge eyes like she knew something horrible was inevitable, but doing anything, anything at all, would only make it happen quicker and possibly worse.

As such she was frozen as the single digit sank inside, the point of it turned slightly backward as such and so only scoring her as it went in. The result of that discomfort was a ragged, shallow intake of breath, that only pitched up when his finger sank deep enough to nudge against the little girl's hymen. If her eyes had been big before then they were huge now, breaths coming quick and frightened and clearly realising that the - she was now convinced, mean - cat grown-up was on the brink of doing something irrevocable even if he didn't just cut her up inside like she was afraid he might at any moment -

In went the rest of his finger. Hot, tight, clutching insides whether Hana wanted them to or not made progress just a little bit difficult, but nonetheless the hurt, abraded whine she'd been emitting up until now suddenly pitched as something gave and Hana just screamed, making the sort of noise might make a casual listener think she'd actually been stabbed.

And then he withdrew. The sad little barrier had already torn, but raking the claw back snagged remnants and only made the noise harsher, Hana's legs hiking even higher up in that horribly uncomfortable-looking position while her face screwed up and she just screamed and screamed and, "STOOOHP-!" hit a pitch that couldn't be pleasant for cat ears to suffer uncovered. "STOP STOP STO-!"

Except he didn't stop. The finger pumped in and out and even with feet almost up by her ears Hana was reaching down with both little hands to grab and yank and even try to scrap at Bryan's wrist and hand, frantically trying to make the raping finger stop scoring her insides as it came away with that thin coating of bright, deep red from the wreck of the little girl's virginity. And given the way all this frantic struggling, panicked clenching, and general wiggling had the little hybrid girl clenching on him? Well it was clear that by devirginising her now, Bryan was denying whoever 'won' Hana in the end at least some slivers of an absurdly tight ride.

That last, vicious thrust, and if Bryan was really harsh about it he might just manage to thud his fingertip against a deeper impediment, making Hana's messy-faced, tear-smeared screeching suddenly shift down and SCREA-HRKH. The blow against something that deep and important had made her eyes bulge, her cheeks as well. For a split second she might even have looked like between the agony, and the panic, and the dawning shock and just that internal thud, she'd lose the breakfast had cost her a precious token.

(BRYAN)
Bryan couldn't take the pressure any longer. He unbuttoned his pants, which practically flew open from the pressure of his raging erection, and immediately ejaculated, hitting the crying girl right in the face. He stood there for a while in ecstasy until he completely emptied his balls, then flopped on the nearest chair.

"Whew, that was quite fun!", he said, feeling like he had released a fair amount of pressure, but still not fully satisfied. "What a pity that I couldn't go all the way, though". The sobbing girl didn't seem to agree in the slightest.

"Oh, stop whining, I barely did anything. It's just a couple scratches that will be barely noticeable"

(HANA)
Hana only proceeded to make Bryan's orgasm more picturesque by way of the state she was in. Eyes huge, mouth open wailing, he'd get at least good rope of cat cum not only in Hana's eye but her mouth as well. Of course the poor little not-quite-raccoon was in such a state at this point that it only partially registered, the semen spattering her eye making it wince shut along with the other while her shrieks changed pitch a little. Only when some of that sperm splashed the back of her mouth did she make another of her little, "Hkh-!" noises, jerking forward to cough hard.

Not that she covered her mouth. Not when moving like that made her insides hurt, and with Bryan's hand out of the way she clutched both little hands over her puffy, blood-smeared little pussy and wailed.

Hana made a couple more sucking breaths, somehow rendered wet by the splatter and despite how little he'd actually got in her, then -

"Buh.. buh ih huuurts!" no she was not in a state to be dignified anymore. "M-my cunny hurts and I'm sorry a-and I didn't know I wasn' allowed to, to-"

... Wailing got the better of her again. There was a very real danger she was about to curl up, foetal and clutching her devirginised little slit, right there atop the disused desk.

(BRYAN)
Bryan sighed and put his pants back on. It's been fairly fun, but the experience had left him wanting for more. Fortunately there should be more opportunities for fun in the future, so he wasn't too worried. But meanwhile, there were other things to do.

He poked the girl lying on the table. "No sleeping on school property! There's a teachers' bathroom right next door with a shower in it. Get moving!"

He yanked her by the hair for more motivation.

"Oh, and don't bother complaining about this to people. Who's even going to believe it? After I'm done cleaning you up, nobody is going to be able to tell anything happened"

(HANA)
Hana did start to obey, scrubbing at her eye with the back of her wrist, but then he went and grabbed at her hair and.. well.

"Ow!" it didn't hurt nearly so much as she made it sound, but between that and the subsequent, "OW!" when she tumbled off the desktop and hit the floor on her side, earning a new squeal.. well. She was clutching at his hand again, this time because it hadn't let her hit the floor thanks to the fistful he'd grabbed of that long, dark, by this point slightly mussed up hair.

"But.. b-but -" she even sobbed a little more! Though it almost seemed as if Hana were further hurt by him taking away the chance at someone being sympathetic, rather than he'd scuppered her plans to tell on him. After all, Bryan had done a pretty good job of convincing her all of that had been because she dared violate the sacred space was a teacher's desk.

Like as not he'd usher her out of the classroom like that, Hana trying very hard not to make too much fuss despite fact that, minor injuries or not, they were minor injuries to her cunny. It was hard enough not to clutch at it, let alone to avoid limping.

(BRYAN)
Bryan quickly checked the hallway outside the door. It looked empty. He ushered the girl to a nearby door.

"You need to get cleaned up. Fortunately we have a teachers' bathroom with a shower in it. Come over here."

(HANA)
Hana's limping made hurrying her a little bit of a game - well, sort of limping. Her steps were tender and when he forced her to move quickly it got stumbles and squeals out of her, and even at one point a look that might almost have been called hateful. Maybe someone was starting to get back a teeny bit of her willpower now that there wasn't a clawed finger busily sawing in and out of her cunt.

Nonetheless, the (curiously unfamiliar by now) sound of Bryan's shoes on the floor of the hall, and Hana's soft little footpaws barely audible beside as she still did as she was told. Into the teachers' shower and... actually a small noise. Just a little one, but still the sound of a little girl getting to see a place normally considered grown-up and in some way secret/special.

Not that she was enormously talkative, just for the immediate moment.

(BRYAN)
Bryan quickly undressed himself and got into the shower with the girl.

He gave her entire body a good cleaning, giving her a good rub between the legs and working hard to resist the temptation to brutally fuck her right there and then.

(HANA)
Hana clambered in herself - presumably first? Only to lose her little recovering ire in favour of a squeak when not only did Bryan get in there with her but also did so nude.

"U-uhm -" stammered a little dumbly... and then another squeal, this one due to the sudden spray from the shower head. Making a lot of such noises, but she was in such a state by this point... and Bryan's less than gentle rubbing hardly helped.

Sure she tried not to make any more noise, even biting paw at one point as her thighs tried ever so hard to clench and get in the way, only to be either shoved out the way or just hurt for the effort... but she'd come clean soon enough.

Helped that someone apparently liked to keep herself decently groomed anyway.

(BRYAN)
Bryan made sure to be thorough and to get through her entire body to make sure as little trace of his activities as possible was left. Of course it didn't hurt that he also enjoyed the process, so he took his time.

While he was at it, he gave her chest a try and found to his delight that while there wasn't much to it, it wasn't completely flat. He gave the little nubs a good cleaning, and then a good, slightly painful squeeze.

"Mm, you're starting to grow up I see", he remarked. "I once punished a slightly older girl than you. In her case, I gave her a harsher punishment, and you wouldn't believe how much she cried when I got my hands on her"

(HANA)
By the end of the process, Hana was sniffling again. She wasn't bawling, purely by virtue of the fact that Bryan wasn't finger-raping her again, but nonetheless it was clear that despite her best efforts, she couldn't suppress her distress enough to keep herself quiet.

Well, until he squeezed. She'd been whiney about her nipples being interfered with before but now, "OW-!" and her hands grabbing and pushing at his before she could stop herself.

"Puni.. punished?" repeating, as she breathed quick, all amidst a rising colour for just how much attention her chest was getting. Not that, again, she seemed inclined to say more. Even the repeated word had been reflex, why would she want him to tell her more like that? Let alone go into detail about the sensitive bit of her he'd chosen to bully this time.

(BRYAN)
"Oh yes", said Bryan smiling deviously. "It's my job, you see, I punish naughty children, and I'm really good at it. Maybe you'll break another rule, and then I'll get some time with you again. I'll keep what happens then as a surprise, but it should be a lot longer and more painful"

(HANA)
That made Hana's eyes go a little bigger. For a moment she looked like she wanted to bolt, but given the small space, and having a grown-up in the way of the way out of the shower...

"... I'll be good." small voice. It seemed like the thing to say - even if she thought she had been already, but arguing clearly wasn't a good idea right now. Even if she hadn't thought she was going to get in trouble just for hiding under a teacher's desk.

"Can.. I go back now? Please?"

(BRYAN)
"Yup", said Bryan still feeling a bit frustrated with the lack of relief. "There's a towel over there, dry yourself off or you might get into trouble for getting water all over school property!"

"And I'll be in the shower for a little longer. I need to take care of something."

He squeezed out a good amount of soap out of the bottle. He couldn't believe he wasn't allowed to give her a proper fucking, and it was frustrating him to no end. There was at least one student more that he should get to kill, and he was really hoping it would be this one.

(HANA)
"... Yes sir," and out she got, grabbing up the towel and beginning to dry herself off. With some expedience.

Sure he'd warned her not to get water everywhere, and she was rightly terrified of the possibility of giving him a reason to punish her again. But on the other hand, Hana also really disliked the idea of still being there when Bryan finished whatever he needed to take care of.

As such she was as quick as she dared, judging herself to be minimally liable to drip everywhere.. at least until she could get back to her own cleaning stuff and make a proper job of it.

Normally she might have said that she was going, and politely shut the door behind her. But again, right now? Hana just wanted gone, the little not-quite-raccoon slipping out of the shower space with all haste and making for where they were all supposed to gather for the results. Not that she ran; she was still feeling much too tender for that.

But still, maybe if she was quick, she could be the first one there and and... something. She didn't know. Sniffly naked little cub hurrying out of the school building once more.