Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.  This story contains a purely fictional relationship between an adult and a minor and contains themes of incest and bestiality.  If this sort of thing offends you, don't read this story.  If this sort of thing interests you, please enjoy.
Part 13 - An Imaginary Friend
...in which Ray gets a new job and meets someone very interesting.
Tags: Cub, M/M, Wolf, Horse, Character Development, Story Series, Shapeshifter, Nude, Bathroom, School
	Ray slowly paced down the empty hallways of the school.  All the cubs were in their classrooms, and only a muffled murmur of their activities was leaking into the halls.  The wolf adjusted his orange vest and stretched his neck.  The hall monitor vest certainly wasn't the most comfortable garment in the world.  Ray's broad shoulders prevented the vest from fastening in the front and the material wasn't breathable at all, and Ray felt overly warm when he had to wear it.  Fortunately the school staff did not require that he wear a shirt under the vest, so that was helping a little bit.
	Ray's ears perked and he turned to see a young black and white mouse with tall rabbit ears pattering around the corner.  The boy flashed his hall pass at Ray, who nodded in affirmation, and then ducked into the bathroom.  The boy looked like a hybrid of some kind.  Hybrids tended to be pretty rare, mostly because they were usually sterile, but there were certainly some very interesting combinations out in the world.  Ray tucked his paws into his waistband and leaned back against the lockers with a clang.  This hall monitor job was pretty boring, but it meant he got to see Greg and Andy more often.  There were even a couple times he and Greg had snuck off into Ray's truck for a little fun during lunch time.
	Ray sighed, closed his eyes and started day dreaming about the young doberman pup, the way he was always happy to see Ray and wagged his little tail, the way he blushed when his baggy pants slid down off his perfect little rump, and the way he said "I love you, Mister Ray." when the wolf held him close.  That cub sure was something special, and it had been a while since Ray had someone he really cared about.  Thinking about Greg was starting to get him a little excited and he reached down to give his bulge a squeeze when suddenly a young voice spoke up right next to him.
	"Well you're certainly enjoying your new job." the voice spoke, with a bit of a smug tone.  Ray's eyes shot back open and he jumped back a bit, accidentally banging his elbow on the locker.  He looked down, rubbing his sore elbow with the other paw and saw a young black and white painted colt, standing with his arms crossed, looking up at the wolf.  The colt looked about 12 and he was fairly tall for a boy his age.  His long black ears were standing straight up as well, giving him another few inches.  The next thing Ray noticed was the boy's clothes, they were very tight fitting black shorts and a v-neck t-shirt.  The boy even had a fairly visible bulge down at his crotch.
	Ray looked back at him a bit confused and stepped out from the wall. "I... was just, hey, who are you? I haven't seen you in the school before.  Do you have a hall pass?"
	The horse smiled and put his hands on his hips. "No my good wolf, I'm afraid that I do not.  But you're certainly right, you haven't seen me here before.  I'm quite certain you would have noticed." he winked and stepped closer to Ray. "But I've seen you before, plenty of times." he stepped closer again, his eyes tracing Ray's body from footpaw to eartip.  The boy was remarkably well spoken.  The pace of his speech was quick but his annunciation was perfect, he sounded like an English professor.
	"You've seen me? What do you mean?" Ray started to get a little worried.  If this horse had seen him playing with the cubs he might have a serious situation on his paws.
	The colt nodded and cracked a sly smile, then looked down at his hoof, casually inspecting it as he continued. "Indeed!  I've seen you in your truck at lunch time, and I've seen you when your young friends come over to visit."  Shit, he knew.  Ray's heart was beating fast as the colt stepped forward again, just a few inches from Ray.  The horse grinned and then turned, deliberately brushing his tail teasingly against Ray's bulge and stepping away again to give the wolf some more breathing room.  "Oh don't you worry, Mister Ray." he smiled warmly, looking back over his shoulder.  When he said 'Mister Ray' it sounded exactly the same as when Greg did it.  "I have no intention of informing any authorities about your little adventures." he swayed his hips as he walked away.  "I just thought I should let you know I was watching.  No one likes a spy, but everyone loves a good voyeur." he winked just as the school bell rang.
	Cubs started clattering into the halls, the noisy blend of their conversations and laughter mixing into a dull indecipherable roar.  Ray tried to keep his eyes on the horse as the crowds of cubs flooded around him, but even with his stature and tall pointed ears, somehow he still managed to get lost in the crowd.  Who on earth was that cub?  He definitely wasn't a student at this school, but why was he here?  Could he be a new transfer from one of the nearby private schools?  And why had he been spying on Ray?  Whoever he was, Ray had a feeling this wouldn't be the last he saw of that horse and his tall pointed ears.
	Then he felt a tugging on the leg of his shorts.  He looked down to see little Greg, his black and brown doberman pup.  Ray felt more and more like a father to Greg every day.  Since the boy's mother was out of town so often, Greg stayed over at his house almost every night.  He loved cooking the boy food, giving him baths, or just snuggling up on the couch.  Greg really seemed to like having a father figure too, and he was always eager to please, often in ways that most sons would be too shy to do for their fathers.  "Hey Mister Ray" the cub smiled up at him. "I've gotta go to my next class, I just wanted to say hi!" he wagged his tail happily, which thumped against the nearby lockers.
	Ray smiled and reached down to pick Greg up in his arms.  He held the cub and gave him a tight hug. "Well thank you Greg, I'm glad you did." He kissed the pup on the forehead and set him back down.  Greg giggled and scampered off through the crowd of children.  Soon the roar and the crowds subsided as the cubs all filed back into their classrooms.  Ray took a deep breath and sighed.  Then he glanced around and padded toward the bathroom, pushing the door open and stepping toward the urinal.
	Just as he was finishing up his business, he heard the young voice of the horse again. "You really care about him, don't you?"  Ray jumped and spun around, forgetting to tuck his wolfhood back into his pants.  The colt noticed and grinned, giving his muzzle a teasing lick.  Ray gasped and stuffed his junk back in.  He hadn't been wearing any underwear recently, since it was easier for Greg when they had fun in the parking lot, but it left him a little more exposed.
	"Yes, I do!" Ray adjusted his vest and looked a little offended. "And it's really none of your business, but if you're going to blackmail me, get it over with!"
	"Oh no, no, my good wolf, you misunderstand my intentions." he stepped forward with a more concerned look on his face. "I certainly don't want to blackmail you, I just want to understand you." he reached out and held the wolf's paw, giving it a caring squeeze.  "You see, I believe you and I have something very strong in common.  We both can't tolerate seeing someone in pain, and we both need someone to protect." Ray stood quietly and listened, nervously, but it seemed like there was much more to this horse than met the eye. "I've been watching little Greg too, for quite a while longer than you have in fact.  He hasn't always been the cheerful cub you kissed in the hallway.  He used to be in a great deal of pain before he met you.  With his father dead and his mother always gone, he was very alone in the world.  I tried to do my best to ease his pain, but I was never able to tend to him the way that you do."
	"Who are you?" Ray asked again, sincerely curious.
	The horse smiled and took up Ray's other paw, pulling himself a bit closer to the wolf. "My name is Farkinarkle, but I suppose Fark will do just as well.  That's what Greg calls me anyway, though I haven't seen him in some time, certainly not since you've showed up.  I do hope he hasn't forgotten me."
	"Fark?  You've got quite the name, buddy.  And how do you know Greg?" Ray raised an eyebrow and swished his tail nervously as the colt brought himself in closer.
	"I used to visit him as a puppy.  As I said, he was very alone, and I couldn't stand to see him in such pain.  I decided to be a friend to him, an imaginary friend, if you will.  We would play together, take walks together, sleep together.  Then unfortunately one day I had to leave.  Greg became angry again, he was a bully at school at had very harsh words with his mother.  I felt terrible about leaving, but at the time I had no choice.  Now that I've returned, I see he has you now.  A new friend, and a much less imaginary one." then the colt stepped in toe to toe with Ray and laid his head on Ray's chest.  "And I see you have such passion, such caring, I simply wanted to feel that in you and know it was sincere."
	Ray's heart was beating quickly, unsure how to react to this absurd story.  He knew this whole idea was ridiculous, but somehow Ray still felt that Fark was telling him the truth. "So you're Greg's imaginary friend." he stated, trying to wrap his head around that part of the horse's story.
	Fark kept his head resting on Ray's chest as he continued, "I was, yes.  Though I'm quite real, I assure you.  Imaginary friend was simply the guise I felt would best help the young pup in his troubled times.  I also wasn't a horse, more of a dragon at the time." he slid his hands down Ray's chest and took a deep breath. "MMmmmm, let me feel you, Ray.  I want you to show me the kind of passion you show your puppy." then his hands made his way down to Ray's crotch and gave his bulge a very firm squeeze.
	Ray looked down and started to give a laugh, but then he noticed that the horse's clothes were all gone.  The colt was completely naked, and pressed up firmly against Ray's body.  Imaginary or not, this horse was serious, and with an invitation and a body like that how could he say no.  The wolf reached his paw up and grabbed the colt's chin, then pulled him into a passionate kiss.  The colt moaned against his tongue as he felt the horse's dick rising up his leg.  Fark was hurriedly unbuttoning Ray's pants and gave a gasp of pleasure as they dropped to the ground.  The young horse quickly dropped to his knees and buried his muzzle in the wolf's crotch, his tongue exploring all around the wolf's sheath as he quickly hardened.  Ray leaned back against the wall and let out a moan, holding onto the porcelain urinal for support.  The colt was amazing, his skilled young tongue knew exactly where to go, and soon he was deep throating the wolf's whole cock down his muzzle.  Ray gasped in pleasure all the while, bucking back into the colt's eager maw.  It felt amazing, but he couldn't get off this way, not yet!  The horse wanted passion, and Ray was going to show him passion.  He carefully eased the colt back, who looked up at him with hungry eyes, wanting to bury his muzzle back down on the wolf cock again.  But Ray picked him up and carried him over to the bathroom counter, setting the colt down on the porcelain ledge.
	Fark seemed to know exactly what Ray was trying to do, and raised his legs up, placing them over the wolf's shoulders.  Ray reached his paw out and squeezed some soap from the sink dispenser, then started rubbing it against the boy's tight tailhole, giving it some lubricant.  Fark gave another moan of pleasure, his own large horse cock hanging firm above his belly.  Ray moved his cock up and positioned himself, then pressed tightly against the boy's rim.  It took a bit of force to actually penetrate the young horse, Ray wondered if he'd even been fucked before.  Fark gave a loud gasp of pleasure and wrapped his hand around his horse cock, stroking it as the wolf slowly began his thrusts.
	Ray was careful at first, but quickly gained speed as the colt pushed back against his thrusts and clenched teasingly.  The boy was still very tight, but he took Ray's length like a champ and moaned with each thrust.  Ray started hammering faster and faster, and soon Fark had to hold on to the countertop with both hands, causing his cock to slap against his stomach each time the wolf slammed down.  Ray clenched his jaw and gave it everything he had, fucking the young boy like a jackhammer and loving each one of his little moans.  His orange hall monitor vest flapped against his bare chest as he rode the cub.  Ray could feel his orgasm getting close, and that only made him slam the boy harder, determined to fill the cub with his seed.
	Ray and Fark both came at the same time.  Ray gave a howl of pleasure has his cock shot deep into the boy's ass.  His paws clenched the colt firmly by the hips as ribbons of his creamy wolf cum laced the boy's insides.  Fark shot his load all over the mirror above the sink.  Some of it splashed back onto his chest, but mostly it just dripped slowly down the glass from the spatter above.  The two lay breathing heavily for a little while before Fark looked up at Ray and smiled, running his hand over and down the wolf's arm.  "Oooh yes, that's what I've been looking for." he smiled, still panting and laying his head back.  The cum dripped down right next to his head as he reached a finger to scrape some of it up, then licked it off his finger.
	Suddenly they both turned their heads as one of the bathroom toilet stall doors slowly swung open with a creak.  It was the same little black and white mouse/rabbit boy that Ray had seen go into the bathroom earlier.  The cub shuffled out with his pants around his ankles and his shirt wrapped up around his head.  He held his young cock in his paw, which was covered in a slick creamy coating.  The cub must have been masturbating in the stall while he and Fark were going at it!  He was a young cub too, looked about 7 years old, probably in Kindergarten or the first grade, it was surprising that he even could.  The boy just looked up at the two of them, Ray's cock still buried deep in the young colt, and gave a little giggle.
	"Can... can you guys teach me how to do that?" he looked up at them, blushing heavily.