“We've got just one more for you, New Davonport!” The jackal barked into the microphone, receiving an uproarious response from the crowd. He strummed his guitar, picking the opening lines to the song, giving a nod back to the rest of the group.

I get up, and nothin' gets me down
You got it tough, I've seen the toughest around
And I know, baby, just how you feel
You got to roll with the punches and get to what's real
Ah, can't you see me standin' here
I got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen
Ah, can't you see what I mean?
Ah, might as well jump

“JUMP!” The audience chimed in along with the band as they played their cover of “Jump”.

The Jackal grinned and continued to sing as danced around the stage, his fur glistening with sweat, obvious to anyone standing near the front of the brightly lit stage. His holey jeans were the only thing he wore. He was a rather toned jackal but obviously didn't over do it. Around his neck was a metal chain with his first year AA chip hanging from it. His fur was jet black except for a thick patch of brown that ran from his neck down to under the tattered blue jeans; a line of silver encircled it, making him look like he had a saddle on. His fingers danced over the neck of the guitar, the red rose-wood guitar shining under the powerful lights.

At the back of the stage was a set of drums, two bass drums were emblazoned with the band's logo: a Cerberus with the head of a jackal in the center, the head of a panther and a hyena to either side of it. The look over all looked like a tribal tattoo of sorts.

Sitting behind the large set was an equally large black panther, his form was a lot muscular than the jackal's and had a wide set frame. His arms flung in a flurry; hitting the drums and cymbals with much expertise. His midnight black fur shined under the stage lights, the sweat making the dark fur look like oil. Over his left eye was a bright red patch of fur, making the cloudy blind eye a bit more obvious.

Standing to the jackal's right was a tall hyena, standing almost half a head taller than the guitarist; his own black bass guitar in his paws. The long brown hair hung across his face, bouncing as he danced and stepped around the stage. Like the jackal, the hyena was topless. The light brown fur matched his hair; over his back and arms were red and purple spots. The hyena's pants hugged his legs, leaving little to the imagination of the front rows of cheering furs.

Around his neck was a black choker with a circular medallion made of plastic that sat just over his throat. He sang alone with the jackal, grinning widely as the crowd cheered and sang along with the group.

The trio played the final note and the stadium erupted with the furs' loud applause. The three stood and waved, giving the occasional bow before the jackal spoke to them again. “We love you! Good night!” He shouted into the microphone to be heard over the crowd. They bowed once more before the left the stage high fiving each other.

A short, large bellied Pomeranian stood there waiting for them, his thick tail wagging back and forth excitedly. “You boys were amazing tonight.” He barked and grinned widely, showing his perfect smile. His voice was surprisingly higher than what someone would expect of someone his size. “You really got them fired up tonight.” He squeaked out. “Speaking of, you three have some fans waiting for you. Your boy is already waiting back there for you Jayce.” the canine smiled, winking at the hyena.

“Oh, Terren!” Jayce spoke to the Pomeranian. “I meant to ask you about Mitch, If you got his VIP pass.” He asked and put his paws together.

“Not yet. I'm still pulling some strings. I'm trying to make sure it's life time since we're almost at the end of our tour.” Their manager said as chipper as always. “I'll make sure he gets it. But why don't you boys go have your fun. I just need a chat with Garret for a bit.” The Pomeranian said and looped his arm with the jackal's and pulling him away from the others.

“Right.” Garret, the jackal replied as he walked with the chubby Pomeranian. “Jayce, Dick. I'll catch up in the lounge!”

The panther smacked Jayce on the shoulder and pointed over to the jackal. Rolling his eyes, Jayce heaved a heavy sigh. “You know Richard hates that nickname.”

“What? Really?” Garret grinned. “I've never HEARD him complain.” he chuckled wickedly.

The panther growled weakly and slammed his fist into his paw and flipped the jackal off before turning around and heading down the hall. “Nice. Now we get to travel with that. Thanks.” Jayce flicked his tail and followed Richard. He knew that the panther never stayed mad for long. But this wasn't anything new between the two of them. That and Garret had always been a jokester, never meaning harm in his jests.

The sound of cheers and furs shouting “pick me!” were filling the hall. And turning the corner, he could see why, four dozen or so of them stood in the tight hallway, only blocked by a pair of bears to keep them from charging them down. Richard was already walking away from them, a lovely leopardess hanging from his arm. Jayce heard the sounds of disappointment from the other females in the group. Grinning, he understood that everyone in that hall knew exactly why there were there, and it wasn't just a chance to hang out with the band.

Watching all the other females step away from the group, Jayce was able to see that right up front was a short sika deer. He was a cute thing with a real slender form, wearing clothes that hugged his form tightly. The shirt was a crop top, leaving his belly exposed. The tight yoga pants that he wore did not leave anything to the imagination, the red lace thong obvious through the dark material. Jayce took the deer's hand and pulled him through the guards. “Why do you always have to dress like that, Mitch?” the hyena murred and hugged him to his side. “Not that I object to the view.”

The dear's back was covered in white spots, most of them grouped around his rump. Mitch's hair was almost as long as Jayce's though was pulled back into a loose ponytail. The two pointed antlers were angled forward, making a bit of a crescent shape with his nose. “You know I love to tease.” the sika grinned and flicked his ears.

“I know you do, naughty deer.” Jayce gripped the male's rump as they walked back to the Lounge. “Oh, Talked to Terren about the pass, he's still working on it. But...It'll be a while still,” Jayce wagged his thick tail, giving a shudder as Mitch started to rub his bare belly. They were about to open the door to the lounge when Richard came out and nearly ran over them with his leopardess companion held to his side. “Hey. Heading out the the bus again?” Jayce smiled as the panther nodded, giving a thumbs up before waving. “See you tomorrow then. We'll be here if need to come get us up.” The panther nodded again before walking away down the hall while Jayce and Mitch steps into the room.

Jayce barely had time to take in the room's interior when Mitch spun around and pressed himself against the hyena, kissing the predator deeply. “Grr. Feeling feisty tonight, aren't you? You're no going into heat are you?” Jayce teased the deer, brushing his claws over the fine-furred pelt, making the sika deer hiss and moan.

“N-no, I just missed you.” Mitch whined as he pressed back into the teasing claws. The pair was suddenly knocked to the floor as the door was roughly shoved open, a pair of jackals coming into the room, their tongues already exploring the others muzzle. Only after tripping over Jayce and Mitch did they break the kiss.

Garret gave a low growl. “You two couldn't find ANY better a spot?” the jackal smiled and helped his companion up.

“No, Getting trampled on is one of my kinks.” Jayce growled back as they got up, a grin returning to his muzzle as he watched his singer unbuckled his torn jeans and dropped them. The shorter Jackal didn't have anything on underneath, letting his six inch member bounce free. “Shouldn't you woo your partner first?” Jayce teased.

The shorter of the two jackals, Garret, looked down at Jayce with a skeptical look. Sighing, he looked up to the other jackal. “Would you like to go out for dinner first?” He paused with a smile growing across his muzzle. “OR would you like to grab that condom from my wallet?” He nodded to the jeans before going to the couch and knelt on it, facing the brick wall, using one paw to part his butt cheeks.

The taller male showed no hesitation in plucking Garret's wallet from the jeans and walked over. The singer grinned and waved his long tail invitingly. “Don't forget to get me wet, big boy.” He moaned out as the other jackal began to lick over his tailhole.

Jayce chuckled and pulled the sika close. “What do you say: shall we have our own fun?” Jayce rubbed Mitch's back, slowly moving down and teasing the deer's tail base.

“Aren't you going to by me dinner first?” Mitch teased Jayce in return. His paws laced behind his back as he looked up at the hyena innocently.

“Grrr, you silly boy. Come here.” He said and pulled the deer in and kissed him again, pressing his hips against Mitch.

Mitch moaned softly into the kiss and gripped Jayce's belt, pulling the button and unzipping the pants in one smooth motion. A long, slender six inch length sprang up. It tapered to a narrow rounded tip, a small silver ring pierced to the tip. “Ooh, that's new, when'd you get that?” He asked as his finger teased the ring, making Jayce hiss.

“I got it between gigs. Thought it could add some interesting spark!” Jayce barked as the deer gave the ring a gentle tug. “C-Careful, hun. It's still sensitive.” He whined and gripped Mitch's wrists, a heavy murf escaping his muzzle. He grinned and flicked his tail. “Why don't we go get settled down.” Jayce said as he sat down in front of the couch, the pair of jackals' moans and barking already filling the room. The hyena sat down on the floor, rubbing over his length.

Mitch follows Jayce down to the floor, shedding his own pants as he did, his own member bouncing free, looking much more like a stallion's cock. The red lace panties did little to contain his length. He knelt before Jayce and rubbed over his length, his hand slowly rubbing over the fur at the base of Jayce's length. “Hmm I wish I could have tasted you before you lost....” He paused and licked over the male's length, moving his paws to Jayce's hips and rubbed gently as he took the tip into his muzzle, licking over the Prince Albert, making the hyena hiss.

“Oh, I remember, you mentioned it last time we had some time together.” He growled and rubbed over the soft antlers, watching as Mitch's ears twitched as he suckled softly. “I wish I could have given it to you.” He said and held onto the deer's antlers and pressed his member deeper into Mitch's muzzle. The sika deer bobbed his head up and down slowly, soft slurping and glurking sounding out, only just audible to Jayce under the slapping and barking of the jackals behind him. Finally he pulled the deer off, panting heavily. “Hn ready for the real fun?” Jayce shuddered, his paw rubbing where his orbs had been, gently rubbing there and moaning. “Come have a good ride, sexy.” Jayce murred and twirled his finger in a circle.

Mitch followed the command and turned to race away from the hyena. “It's all yours.” He said and pulled the lace to the side; off of his round bubble butt. He adjusted himself and pressed his exposed tailhole to the tip of the hyena's pointed tip, feeling the cold metal against his hole. “Ooh that's going to be interesting. You sure it's safe to have sex with that already?”

“It was one of my first questions when I got it. We're safe.” Jayce moaned and pressed forward, holding onto the sika's hips and pulling him down onto his lap, easily sinking the entire length into Mitch.

“Hnm,” Mitch moaned as he felt the ring rub against his prostate, his member giving a twitch and dripped pre onto the floor between their legs. Slowly they built up a pace, the deer bouncing up and down over Jayce's length, squeezing it ever time the tip and Prince Albert ground against his prostate. “I-I'm not going to keep going much longer if you keep that up.” He groaned as one paw wrapped around his length and stroked slowly, gently squeezing the flare at the tip.

“Don't hold back. Rrff I can't either.” He growled and wrapped his arms around the sika deer's middle, holding him tight to his chest as he angled himself a bit better so he could keep thrusting roughly into Mitch. The pair of the cried out in pleasure as Mitch came first, his passage clenching and milking around Jayce's length as his own member throbbed and flared, spurting a large load of seed across the thin carpet. Jayce held Mitch close to his chest as he came along with him; his length twitching and giving light throbs inside Mitch's behind. “Fuuuck I needed that...” He growled and jerked his hips up into the femboy, their climaxes slowly fading. “Thanks, Mitch.” Jayce slipped down to lay against the front of the couch, their panting being drowned out by the barks and squeaks of the Jackals and the couch.

“I needed that too...Sorry I missed your last show.” He giggled and leaned into the hyena as they spooned. “I-I'll clean up before I head out.” He looked down where the line of cum was now soaking into the carpet.

“I wouldn't worry about it, I'm sure they've cleaned worse messes.” He mumbled and nipped the deer's neck some more as he relaxed behind him. “If I don't see you when I get up, Mitch.” Jayce said with a yawn at the end. “I'll see you at the next concert.” He murred and held the deer close. He knew that Mitch often hightailed it after they had their bit of entertainment. It didn't bother him a whole lot, so he never really thought to ask why Mitch did that. The two spooned together, drifting off to sleep.

XXXXXX

The hyena woke with a groan, his lilac eyes opening to see Richard standing above him, giving a gently shake.”Hey Richard,” Jayce gave a yawn as he sat up. He was still out of his pants, his paw running through his messy headfur, brushing it back out of his face. Mitch was nowhere to be found, but that was usual for the two of them. Shaking his head he looked behind him to see the jackal passed out on the couch, his tail laid to the side with cum streaked ass cheeks right in Jayce's face. “Looks like you need to find bigger condoms, Size queen.” He said and gave a pinch to Garret's rump.

“YIP!” Garret jerked and pulled himself into the arm of the couch, his tail curled protectively around his butt. “Ow.” he groaned as he rolled back over so his ass was back in the air. “Not funny! I'm sore enough as it is.” He growled and narrowed his amber eyes.

“And that's my fault. You're the one always trying to stuff himself to breaking point. I'm not surprised you haven't brought a stallion in yet.” Jayce chuckled at his own playful jabs at the jackal. He hissed as he stretched, his tail thickening as it shook. He grabbed his pants and pulled them on.

“I'm working up to that.” Garret said without a trace of shame in his voice. In fact a smirk grew across his muzzle at the notion. He grabbed his pants, semen running down the back of his thighs. “I've obviously got to clean up...So I'll meet you guys back at the buss.” He said and walked to the joined bathroom, not bothering to shut the door as he stood in front of the toilet to answer nature.

Richard only shook his head and left the room, followed by the hyena, whom was straightening his hair. They stepped out of the back entrance to the small stadium, seeing that the sun was already coming up on the eastern horizon. The pair of bears from earlier were busy packing everything away from the concert into the bus. In reality, it was just a small RV that they'd gotten painted for the band, The back was redesigned to haul their equipment and allow them to move it all easier.

“Looks like we were out for quite a bit of time.” Jayce said and rubbed his head as Richard nodded, and then signed that both he and his feline companion had lost track of time. “It's fine. We needed the break.” Jayce replied. “Besides, we've a few more days before our next gig.” Jayce just finished his comment before a high, feminine voice called out to them. They turned around to see a pair of hyenas running jogging up to them.

The one who had called was a taller hyena female, bigger even than Jayce, only being a few inches taller. She had light brown fur with graying, peppered spots. She was a lot bigger than Jayce in frame as well. She wasn't terribly overweight, she bounced and jiggled with every step. The black top she wore hardly contained her DD breasts as they jolted with each step.

Almost a full foot shorter, the male quick stepping next to her had the same weight to him; not too heavy but not as skinny as Jayce. His brown fur matched the bassist's, though where Jayce was purple and red, the shorter male was blue and green. “Hey Jay!” The male said excitedly, wrapping around Jayce's middle.

“Heya, little bro!” Jayce squeezed his brother back before the tall female hugged them both tightly. “Hi, Mom.” Jayce hugged her back, all three of their tails excitedly.

Hello, Miss Sarah, James. Richard signed, smiling.

“Hello, Richard. It's good to see you.” Sarah, Jayce's mother smiled back and waved to the panther before he turned around and went to help load the RV up.

“I thought you guys had left already?” the hyena cocked his head to the side.

“We were getting ready to when James reminded me about your medication.” She said and pulled an black prescription bottle, pills rattling in the plastic container.

“Oh, Thanks. I completely forgot about it.” Jayce said and pocketed the pills.

“Yeah, would have been a bad thing to forget.” James, the short chubby hyena responded. “Specially if you. Mphh.” He was cut off by his brother's paw wrapped tightly around his muzzle. He gave a little bit of a whimper as he looked up into Jayce's eyes.

“Hush or I'll stuff your muzzle like I did when we were cubs.” Jayce growled playfully. A grin spread across his muzzle as the shorter hyena's tail started to wave back and forth at the notion. “Oh you silly pup. We really have to catch up when I get off tour.” Jayce whispered and let go of James' muzzle.

“We will, Jay.” James winked.

“until then, you just focused on the gig, hun. We'll see you over in Berniah.” Sarah pulled both boys into a loving embrace, pressing them against her chest. “Good luck, dear.” She kissed the top of Jayce's head before letting him go. “Love you, Jayce.”

“I love you both so much.” Jayce hugged the two of them

“Love you too, Jayce. Say hey to Garret for us!” The smaller male barked excitedly before the two turned and went back towards the small blue car.

Jayce waved to them as they closed the doors and drove off, waving as they did so. He heaved a sigh as he went over to the RV, climbing on and saw the panther set at the table, his long tail twitching on the leather bench seat. “Garret not back yet?” He asked and went to the kitchenette and pulled two iced teas from the fridge and set one on the table for Richard leaning against the side.

'No. He is still getting dressed. Since I tend to stay out here, he decided to show me his new record.' The computer spoke as the panther typed in the words. 'Said he'd be out here in a bit.' Richard rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, That's something he'd do.” Jayce nodded and sipped the bottled tea.

“What'd he do now?” Garret's voice sounded from the doorway of the RV as he climbed on.

“It's what you did. Why do you have to be so lewd, Garret?” Jayce said and sat next to Richard. He could no see the pictures that the panther was talking about: Pictures of Garret's stretched tailhole, some with most of his paw in his own rump. “I mean seriously!” Jayce barked, unable to hide the grin on his face.

Richard turned to they hyena and began to sign again: 'I don't mind, It is kind of hot. You know I'm bi. I just don't want him to know that.'

'Your secret is safe with me.' Jayce chuckled and nodded.

“Hey, Come on. You know I hate it when you two sign in front of me. “Trading insults, keeping little secrets among yourselves.” Garret leaned on the tabled, a light growl issuing from his throat.

'Maybe, Maybe not. I thought Jayce was helping you to learn?' Richard typed into his computer.

“He has, see. I would like to buy a set of strings.” The jackal spoke the words as he signed.

'HA! You just signed that you want your cabbage tickled before you dick it.' Richard shook with a silent laughter, his fist hammering the table. Jayce roared in laughter at the stunned looked that formed on Garret's face.

“Oh Ha, fucking, HA! After the tour, your ass is grass, Jayce.” the jackal gave a squeak of a bark as he grabbed Jayce's drink out of his paws and stormed to the from of the RV to set in the passenger seat, just in time for it to lurch forward.

'Party Pooper.' Richard signed to Jayce, making the hyena giggle.

'See you in Berniah, Garret.' Spoke Richard's laptop.

The entire trip was carried in mostly silence. The only sounds were the radio from up front, only being silenced when Garret had collected his guitar from the back and plucked at the strings.

They drove until it was fully dark, pulling into a truck stop, the bright yellow lights shining on the pumps. A diner was attached to the building, glaring neon signs indicating it as a burger place. The dalmatian driver stepped outside before the band got out, stretching his legs with a groan, his joints popping on his slender frame. Richer shut his computer and stowed it away as Garret knocked on the door to the water closet. “Hey, we're stopped for the night! We'll be at the diner when you come out.”

“Kay, I'll be out in a minute.” Jayce's voice answered back before the jackal stepped out of the RV, shuddering at the cool night air. Outside, Garret saw an old '80's Volkswagen pull up, a small sika deer bouncing out of the vehicle. “Hi Richard, hi Garret!” He squeaked with a grin.

“Oh, hi...M-Mike?” Garret stumbled, dropping his voice to nearly a whisper, unsure of the deer's name.

“Mitch!” came a shout from from a continental pulled up beside the band's buss. “I was hoping I'd see ya! I finally got that pass finished up for you.” He said and stuck his arm out of the window, a wide grin on Terren's face. “You'll be able to get in for life with that, so hold onto it.”

“Thanks.” Mitch blushed and gave a light bow before the Pomeranian drove to park his car, saluting the others as he did.

“Jayce is in the loo, If you want to go in and surprise him.” Garret nodded his head to the RV.

“Thanks, See you in a bit, guys.” Mitch said as the three: Garret, Richard and the driver all went to the diner, leaving the deer to climb aboard the 'bus'. Not seeing Jayce in the cab, finding the door was unlocked, he swung open the bathroom door. “Surprise!”

“M-Mitch!” Jayce barked in a high voice, almost squeaking in shock. He was standing at the sink, water dripping from his face. The black collar that he wore was set next to the sink. The fur around Jayce's neck had stopped growing where the collar wrapped around, showing a big difference from his head and the rest of his body. “What the hell ar--Get out!” The hyena screamed in the same girlish squeal. Jayce was busy trying to fasten the collar around his neck while slamming the door with his footpaw.

Mitch stood still as the door nearly smashed his nose, his eyes wide in a bit of shock. He'd never seen Jayce react so angrily. He stepped back and walked back to the RV with a soft apology to the door. Jayce came out, a furious blush showing through the fur on his cheeks. “Hey...Uhm, Is...are you alright, Jayce?” the sika asked, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry I surprised you.”

“You're okay...Just, yeah sneaked up on me.” Jayce hugged the deer, kissing the top of his head, feeling the soft antlers rubbing against his cheeks.

“I didn't know your voice could go that high.” Mitch giggled into Jayce's chest fur, breathing in his scent.

“On occasion, I can. It doesn't come out well when I'm singing, so...” Jayce shrugged and gave a second kiss to the deer's head. “Let's head to meet up with the guys.” He said and pulled back to have Mitch lead them from the RV.

The two walked over to the diner, seeing that a few furs stared at the group, even kneeling on their seats to look over at them. Jayce walked over to the table that sat at the center of attention, pulling up a couple of chairs to the edge of the booth. “Hey again, guys.” Mitch smiled and waved at the others.

“Took ya long enough!” Garret barked out with a mouth full of hamburger. “We got you a hamburger and a veggie wrap for Mitch. Wasn't sure what to get you, mate.”

“Thanks, yeah, anything Veggie is good. As long as it doesn't have any nuts.” He said and took a bite of his wrap.

Jayce grinned and took the bottle out of his pocket before sitting next to Mitch. “Heh, must be the reason you're so in love with me. Any other male would give you an allergic reaction.” He chuckled and popped a few of the pills into his muzzle, sipping from his soda.

“Oh....you....” Mitch groaned as the others joined Jayce's chuckles. “What's these? Testosterone or something?” the dear quickly changed the subject.

“Yup, exactly. I have to take these to keep me healthy, since I am missing that part of my anatomy.” Jayce nodded and stashed the pills back into his pocket after Mitch was done investigating them.

“That sounds fair...Never really thought about it, I suppose.” Mitch smiled.

“Well, least you personally know he's not transgender.” Garret chimed in. “Wouldn't mind if you were, though, Jayce.”

“Yeah...” Jayce's ears fell back, his cheeks blushing more.

“Ah, leave the boy be and eat up.” Terran said and smiled. “We've got to be getting up early tomorrow. Got to Berniah by tomorrow night to set up.” The Pomeranian drank. They chatted until they finished their meals, one by one they made their way to the motel that sat behind the truck stop. Mitch and Jayce were the last to leave the diner. Getting to their room,, they saw Richard already deep asleep in the second bed furthest from the door and closest to the AC. They laid down on top of the covers of the second bed, the bed creaking under their combined weight.

“Last show, huh? What are you going to be doing after?” Mitch laid his head on Jayce's chest, his ears twitching.

“I don't know...probably just going to go back and live with my mom and brother for a bit before me and the boys get back to work. We'll start recording and working on some new songs. We've got a new one we've been working on, speaking of.” Jayce whispered and rubbed over the sika's shoulder.

“Sounds a bit of a busy life, being in a band. What made you pursue doing it?”

“I guess. Just my late father had played in small garage bands in our hometown when I was a cub. I used to go around with him when he played, he actually taught me what I know about playing.” Jayce gave a soft murr as he revisited the memories. “When he died, he gave me the bass that we played...It's the one I still use to this day.” Jayce kissed the top of Mitch's head before giving a soft yawn. “I'll see you when I get up?”

“Yeah. I'll be here.” Mitch yawned and nodded, his paws rubbing over the hyena's belly, sliding under the shirt he was wearing. “Good night, Jayce.”

“Night Mitch.” He whispered in return and fell asleep with the deer in his arms.

The following morning, Jay was woken by Richard nudging the bed as he stumbled passed. The hyena watched as the tall panther ducked into the bathroom before his head rolled over to the side to look at the clock blinking 06:40 Sighing he rubbed over the sika deer's back “Hey hun. Time to get up.” He said in a whisper, seeing the sky through the window already starting to light up. “Almost time to be heading out.”

Mitch growled lightly and shook his head, nuzzling into Jayce's chest and held around his waist tightly. “”No, I'm cozy here....” He grumbled into the thick chest fur.

“Silly deer.” He sighed and kissed the top of his head, right between the antlers.

Mitch and Jayce were the last ones to reach the bus. They said their goodbyes just before Garret yanked the hyena into RV. Jayce was just able to blow the deer a kiss before the doors shut and they took off. Jayce sat down and sighed. “Last gig, boys. How's you guys feeling about it?” Garret asked as he grabbed a can of soda from the fridge.

“As excited as I'll ever be.” Jayce grinned as the panther continued to stumble around, not really awake yet. “We're out of coffee, Richard. You'll have to settle for an energy drink...” Richard gave a silent curse and sat across from the hyena to rock his head in his hands.

“We'll get something when we stop again.” Garret chuckled as he walked up to the passenger seat as they drove to their final gig.

XXXXXX

The crowd erupted once again in cheers as Jayce and Garret strummed the final notes of the song. They gave a small pause, drinking from a small bottle of water they kept on stage.

“We have one more for you all! We've been working on this song between our gigs.” Jayce began to play the bass lines just under the jackal's words. Richard joined in a few moments later. “We finally feel that it is ready to be presented. So I want you all to enjoy our newest song: Master of Disguise!” Garret barked into the microphone, his tail lashing about in excitement with the crowd. They played the intro, building up to power over the crowd before Jayce and Garret began to sing.

The clothes that I wear
Are the facade I use to survive!
My face is just a mask; beware
I am the Master of disguiiise!
Oh baby, you can't believe these liiiees

The crowd cheered as they sang, the furs in the front standing up, the ones behind following suit until everyone in the audience was standing and cheering them on. Jayce played and sung with Garret, his bright eyes looking down to see his mother and brother standing near the front of the stage. Just a few seats from them, right up front as well. He grinned and winked, his tail flicking about as he played.

Jayce turned around to return towards center stage, a heavy set red panda climbed on stage; having to shove the sika deer out of the way to do so. He staggered towards Jayce, his stumbling showing how drunk that the panda was. Hey com back! I saw you lookin' at me!” He shouted to be heard over the amps that played the music.

The hyena gave a jolt and stopped playing with a sharp twang as Jayce was pulled back, feeling the strong pull of the mammal on his shoulder. “Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing!?” Jayce barked out again, fighting off the panda.

“Hnn, Gods you smell so good baby. Like a bitch in heat.” He growled into Jayce's neck before he was jerked back by Richard who easily pinned the red panda by twisting his arm behind his back. “Ow. Fucker, let me the fuck go!”

The whole crowd was silent right then, watching as Jayce stormed over to the panda turning his bass so it hung behind him. “Who the fuck do you think you are! Damn Pervert!” Jayce growled. However his usual deep voice was replaced by the same feminine voice that Mitch had heard back in the RV a few days ago. He gave a gasp, along with the crowd, and patted his neck. The collar had been torn off in the struggle and now laid a few feet from the Red Panda's paw.

“Jayce, You okay?” Garret said, his ears standing straight up in concern as Jayce rushed over to the collar. The plastic piece in the center of the collar was cracked, a single wisp of smoke let the hyena know that it wasn't reparable.

“Jayce?” Garret repeated and put a paw on the hyena's back. “Are you okay? What happened....?”

“No!” came the weak, near tears, reply from Jayce. Nothing more than a soft squeak as he shook his head. “It's not...Garret, I'm sorry.” Jayce buried his face in his paws.

“Jayce, what's going on?” the guitarist said. “You've got nothing to be sorry about. Just tell me what's going on.”

Jayce looked up at him, biting his lip. “This...is my real voice, Garret. That-That's not all...” the hyena mumbled and hung his head again. “I was using this collar to deepen my voice.”

“That's it?” the jackal raised an eyebrow before Sarah came up on the stage.

“Jaylynn. Dear are you okay?” the older hyena said and knelt down beside her cub.

“Wait. Jaylynn? I thought it was Jayce!?” Garret's calming look quickly turned to one of anger...or hurt, it was difficult to tell. “Show's over for the night! Thank you all for coming!” Garret growled as he turned off the microphone and turned back to the hyenas, seeing that both Mitch and James had come up to Jayce's...Jaylynn's side.

The hyena froze up at the growl, his ears falling back and took on a more submissive look than he'd ever had.

Garret waited for most of the crowd to leave before he spoke again. “So...Jaylynn. Care to explain?” He said.

Swallowing hard, the slender hyena looked back up at Garret, heavy tears in the corners of his eyes. “M-My birth name is Jaylynn. I'm really a girl...” Jaylynn whispered just loud enough to be heard.

“A girl? Huh. And when were you planning on telling us?” Garret looked over at Richard who stood there a look of confusion on his face. “And another question? Why the HELL would you lie to us?”

“D-During the try outs, I Saw a girl coming out...I th- I thought that she was rejected ‘cause of that, so I quickly got my collar... and...I thought that I'd have a better shot if I was playing a male.”

Garret shook his head. “She couldn't sing worth squat. It had nothing to do with her gender.” Garret said, his voice growing softer. “But you lied to us. Lied to EVERYONE, Jayce....Jaylynn...whatever.” The jackal said quietly, seeing that Jaylynn's cheeks were completely matted with her tears. “Go home...We'll let you collect your stuff. It's been nice working with you. “He turned to walk off the stage; Richard meeting the female hyena's teary eyes, a pang of hurt visible on his face before he turned and followed Richard, his round ears flat against his head.

“Jay...” Sarah whispered as her daughter breathed a weak sigh, all of her fur fell flat. Jaylynn shivered with silent sobs as she fell into her mother's arms, face buried against her collarbone. The sobs growing with each moment.

“Is there...can I help?” Mitch spoke up, his cheeks blush dark.

James turned around, shaking his head. “No...We've got her.” The chubby hyena whispered “Thanks though.” He added and sat down next to Sarah and Jaylynn, hugging his sister softly on the other side.

Mitch swallowed and looked at the scene, his heart throbbing painfully as he walked away, hearing as Jaylynn began crying heavily.

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“Jay?” James cracked the bedroom door open, the sounds of an unplugged bass being played from within, the dull thud of the strings mingling with words coming from the only light source in the room: A small tube TV set at the foot of the bed. “How're you doing sis?” James stepped into the room, the pungent aroma of fur and clothes that haven't been washed in days filled the room. Looking at the TV screen, he saw a video of the concert playing on the news, Jaylynn's shrill barks being heard before the hyena muted it.

“What do you want?” She mumbled. She sat on the opposite end of the bed, facing away from the door. Her bare back was a mess of tangled fur, making her look wild. Jaylynn heaved a soft sigh. “I'm not hungry either, so don't ask.” came her weak voice once more.

“I – wasn't?” James glanced down the hall and shook his head before he stepped inside, closing the door with a soft click. He walked around the bed and sat next to his sister. “You've been in here for almost a week already. You haven't eaten...not that I've seen and you could do with a bit of a wash...to be honest.” He said and put an arm around her shoulder, easy to do with her slender form. “Look, I know that being with them was what made you the happiest you've ever been, but it's time to move one...maybe you can start your own band?” James said with an encouraging smile to Jaylynn.

He now saw that she only wore a pair of boxer briefs, but who could blame her with how stifling the room felt. It probably all that she had left that was clean as well. The last few days, she'd been scaring off both her mother and himself off, leaving neither of them comfortable enough to come in to clean up.

“Why would I want to?” Jaylynn mumbled, “My name is mud now. No one would ever want to work with me.” She whispered.

“Then go out solo, You've got the skill.”

Jaylynn dropped her bass on the floor with a loud clang. Standing up and turning to her brother, she began to shout, her voice creaking from being raised for the first time in almost a week. “I don't WANT to, James!” She cried out, fresh tears wetting her fur. “I. AM. DONE! I don't...can’t...anymore.” Her voice shrunk back at the end of her sentence. “Just...Leave me alone.” She said and heard the door click open again to reveal the sika deer standing there; for once wearing something modest. “Mitch? What are you doing here?”

Mitch swallowed and glanced sideways at the TV before walking forward to the foot of the bed. “I just...I just wanted to see you.”

“Why? You're the one I've lied to the most...Why would you want to see me?” Jaylynn gave a weak growl.

“Because I missed you, Jayce, Uhm. Jaylynn.” Mitch stepped in place as he wrung his hands together. “I missed hanging you with you, listening to you play. I have been listening to your albums on my way over here.”

“I'm not that hyena you knew, Mitch.” she turned around again and pressed her forehead to the drywall. “I don't even know who I should be.” She choked out.

There was a moment of silence between the three, only broken up by Jaylynn's sobs. Mitch stepped behind the taller hyena and wrapped his arms around her middle, nuzzling gently into her back. “You are though, Jay. Even though your names are different, your voice is different. But you are still you.” Mitch mumbled and pulled away slightly from Jaylynn. “I fell in love with you, Jay.” He whispered as Jaylynn turned around to look the deer in the eyes. “You weren't lying about who you really are.”

Jaylynn's heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vice. But as the pair's look lingered, her eyes lightened once again. “But...I.” She swallowed. “I don't deserve...I feel like I tricked you.” She whined and shook her head before Mitch put a paw on either side of her muzzle, making her murf in surprise.

The sika leaned forward and kissed her softly, “I love you, Jay. And nothing will change that. You played a different character...but you were still yourself. I'm not sure that makes a whole lot of sense...but...” He pulled the hyena close and nuzzled the fur on her chest. “Point is...I love you.”

“Mitch...” Jaylynn looked down at the deer, nuzzling the top of his head. Heaving a sigh, she held onto him, giving a gentle squeeze. Looking up, she saw that her brother and mother were standing at the door. “Can we have some privacy?” They both nodded with smiles and stepped outside, closing the door to leave the two alone. “I love you too, Mitch. And I'm sorry that I lied to you. I won't ever do it again.”

“I accept your apology.” Mitch smiled and hugged the hyena back. Jaylynn moved the both of them to lay down on the bed, pulling Mitch so that his head rested on her flat chest. “Least if you are playing male again, you won't be lying anymore cause I'll know.” He said and pressed a finger playfully against Jaylynn's chest.

“True enough...” She replied simply with a blush.

“But I'm curious, if you don't mind me asking, Were you using the collar while your testosterone started to take effect?”

“What? Oh no, no, no. I'm not taking any. I'm happy in my body.” She smiled. “I was just taking heat suppressors to try and keep myself calm and to keep my scent down. “That and a whole mess of body spray.” Jaylynn chuckled and looked up at the ceiling.

“And how about your cock? It felt pretty real.”

“It was real. Female hyenas have a larger clitoris compared to most other species. We can use them as a sort of pseudo-penis.” Jaylynn's face was bright red under her tan fur.

“I see. So...one more question?”

“Shoot.”

“Why did you go through so much trouble to be in the bad?” Mitch lifted himself up. “I didn't really get to hear at the concert.”

“Oh, well like I was telling Garret, I had done it cause I thought it would help my chances. But...guess I didn't need to.” she sighed and rubbed up and down Mitch's back, her paw brushing up under the shirt to touch his soft pelt. “Mitch, are you really okay with this? With my being female?”

“Jaylynn, I love you. No matter what gender you are.” He smiled and shifted up to kiss the hyena's muzzle.

“Sweetie deer...” She pulled away and sighed happily, grinning from ear to ear before she leaned forward once more to kiss Mitch more deeply, hugging him tightly.

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First Message: Left July twenty-fourth *Beep* “Hey. Jayce...uhm Jaylynn. It's Garret. I wanted to...sigh... I wanted to apologize for what happened at the concert. It really was just a lot to take in in just a few minutes. But I've had my time to think. We, Richard and I, just wanted to call and let you know that we miss you. So when...if you get this, give me a call back.

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