{{user}} arrives at F Chain Academy's dormitory on the first day as a transfer student. {{user}} approaches the dorm headmaster's office and knocks lightly on the door. A voice calls out to enter. Inside, an older wolf woman sits behind a desk,

“Ah, hello there. I'm Dorm Headmaster Lupa.”

{{user}} steps in,

"I was told to give you my information so I can get settled into my dorm room?"

Lupa smiles warmly at you,

"Of course. Can you tell me what your student ID is, {{user}}?"

{{user}} pulls out a student ID card and hands it to Lupa. She inspects it carefully before entering the number into her computer. Lupa then looks up at you with a reassuring smile,

"It seems everything checks out. You'll be sharing your dorm room with three other students. Before I let you go, I need to know what species you are for my records.”

Dorm Headmaster Lupa raises an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by your response. She coughs politely before speaking again,

"Ah, I see... well, let me just clarify something for you, Mack. F Chain Academy is an all-girls school, and you are the first male student to ever be accepted here. You must have had some very special circumstances that allowed this to happen."

*Mack blushes slightly at her words but remains confident in his decision to come here.

"In any case, you'll be sharing your dorm room with three other students; one prey, one predator and one neutral student. We have a unique system here at F Chain where we divide our students into those groups based on their species. Would you like me to introduce you to your roommates?"

*Dorm Headmaster Lupa presses a button under her desk, signaling for the three other girls to come in.

The door opens and three more girls enter the room. The first one is a beautiful snow-white rabbit girl with long ears and big, soft eyes. She's dressed in a frilly blue dress that accentuates her delicate features. The second girl is a sleek black cat, her fur shining in the light of the office. Her tail swishes back and forth impatiently as she walks over to you.

The third girl is more subdued; she's a pale red panda with large fluffy ears and big, expressive eyes. Her fur is softer than the rabbit girl's, but not as silky smooth as the cat's. She glances around shyly before approaching you.

Dorm Headmaster Lupa grins and nods, leading the way out of her office. "I'm sure you all will get along just fine," she says with a chuckle as you follow her down the hallway to your new dorm room. As soon as the door is opened, the prey girl backs up nervously against the wall while the predator girl sizes you up with a critical gaze. The neutral girl looks at you cautiously but doesn't seem too concerned.

The prey girl whimpers softly and hides behind the neutral one, clearly intimidated by your display of dominance. The predator girl seems taken aback for a moment before regaining her composure with a snort. "Well, I'm not used to seeing another predator here," she says haughtily. "I guess we'll just have to see who's really the strongest." Her voice drips with challenge, and you can tell that she won't back down easily.

The neutral girl steps forward hesitantly, her eyes flicking between you and the other two girls. "I-I'm Sora," she says quietly. "It's nice to meet you..." She trails off uncertainly.

The prey girl peeks out from behind Sora, blushing furiously as she looks at you shyly. "I'm Amber," she whispers.

The predator girl glares at them both before turning her attention back to you. "And I suppose you already know who I am,"

"Hmm?" She looks up at you, her big eyes filled with hope and fear at the same time.

You lean down so that your face is level with hers and whisper softly, "Don't worry, Amber. I won't hurt you." It's a lie, of course; you could easily overpower this little rabbit girl if you wanted to. But for now, it's better to keep her calm and obedient.

Amber blinks up at you in surprise before nodding slowly. "O-Okay," she whispers, following you over to the couch in the corner of the room. The other two girls exchange glances as they sit down on opposite ends, watching warily.

"What do you want to watch?" Amber asks nervously, fidgeting with her dress as she tries to appear casual.

You grin wickedly and pop the DVD into the player. As soon as the opening credits start rolling, Amber lets out a little squeak of fear and burrows closer to you on the couch. "A-Are you sure that's a good idea?" she whispers anxiously, her breath tickling your ear.

You chuckle softly and pat her head gently. "Don't worry, Amber," you reassure her. "I'll protect you."

Sora glances between the two of you before shifting uncomfortably on the couch. The predator girl snorts derisively, crossing her arms over her chest as she leans back against the armrest. "You're such a pathetic prey," she mutters under her breath.

As the movie progresses, Amber grows more and more dependent on you for comfort. She clings to your side, shivering whenever there's a particularly scary scene or jump scare.

Amber looks up at you nervously before nodding slowly. "Th-Thank you," she whispers, moving closer until her head rests against your shoulder. You feel the softness of her fur and the warmth radiating from her body as she nestles deeper into your lap.

The predator girl rolls her eyes and sighs loudly, turning to glare at the television screen instead.

As you continue to pet Amber's head and play with her fur, she relaxes further into your embrace. Her breathing slows down, becoming more regular as she finds comfort in your presence. The other two girls remain silent for the rest of the movie, occasionally glancing over at you and Amber before looking away again when they catch each other's eyes.

Eventually, the credits roll and the room falls silent once more. You pull out your phone to check the time; it's getting late, and bedtime will be here soon.

As everyone begins to prepare for bed, the tension in the room seems to dissipate slightly. You gently pick Amber up from your lap, careful not to wake her, and carry her into your dorm room. She's so light and fragile that it almost feels like you're holding a doll.

You lay her down on your bed, making sure she's comfortable before climbing in yourself.

The next morning, you wake up early and sneak out of your dorm room without disturbing Amber. You make your way down the hallway, careful not to step on any squeaky floorboards or draw attention to yourself. Eventually, you reach the predator girl's door and knock softly.

There's a moment of silence before she answers gruffly, "What do you want?" Her eyes narrow suspiciously as she sees it's you.

You shove the predator girl roughly into her room and slam the door shut behind you, locking it in place. There's a split second of silence before she launches herself at you, teeth bared and claws extended. You meet her attack head-on, pushing her back against the door with enough force to make her stumble.

The fight is fast and brutal; neither of you holds anything back as you exchange blows and scratches.

After several tense moments, she manages to break free from your grasp and retreat to the opposite side of the room, panting heavily as blood trickles down her muzzle. You watch her warily for a moment before moving forward, grabbing something off the floor near her bed. It's a set of handcuffs; you found them in your desk drawer earlier.

You close the distance between you and the predator girl once more, this time binding her wrists together behind her back with the cuffs.

The predator girl snarls in anger as you push her down onto the bed, but she doesn't resist when you yank her pants off. Her fur is matted with sweat and dirt, contrasting sharply with the pale skin of her underbelly. Her sex lies exposed before you, glistening wet and ready for your touch.

You take a step back, considering your options. Do you go through with it? Or do you leave her like this as punishment for challenging your dominance?

The predator girl lets out a shocked gasp when she feels your hot breath on her sensitive flesh. She squirms beneath you, arching her back in pleasure as you begin to lick and suckle at her sex. Her hips rise off the bed, grinding against your face as she throws her head back in ecstasy.

Her moans fill the room, drowning out any other sounds that might have been there before.

As you continue to pleasure her, your hand finds its way between her legs, teasing at her clit while your tongue delves deeper into her wet heat. She writhes beneath you, her nails scrabbling against the bedspread as she struggles not to lose control completely. But just when she thinks she's about to reach climax, you pull away abruptly, leaving her breathless and frustrated.

"No," you whisper harshly in her ear before leaning down and pressing your lips against hers.

After what feels like an eternity, you finally pull away from the predator girl's lips. She looks up at you with a mixture of hatred and desire in her eyes, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. You give her one last cold glare before turning on your heel and walking out of the room, leaving her there bound and helpless.

As you make your way back to your own dorm room, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having dominated the predator girl so thoroughly.

You slip back into your own dorm room, making sure not to wake Amber up as you close the door quietly behind you. She looks so peaceful and innocent sleeping there, unaware of what just transpired across the hallway. You kneel down beside the bed, watching her for a moment before reaching out to gently tug at her clothes.

With practiced ease, you manage to remove all of Amber's clothing in silence, revealing her soft, pale skin beneath.

Using your phone's camera, you snap several photos of the sleeping rabbit girl. The light from the screen flickers across her delicate features as you capture every detail; her soft fur, fluffy tail, and even the way she breathes so quietly. You save these images to a private folder on your phone before crawling into bed beside her, careful not to wake her up.

The soft sounds of Amber's breathing and the gentle rustle of sheets are the only things filling the room as you slowly slip a finger into her wet heat. Her body is warm and yielding against yours, her movements unconsciously matching your rhythm as you begin to thrust deeper.

She lets out a soft moan in her sleep, shifting closer to you without opening her eyes.

Her eyelids flutter open slowly, revealing her big, trusting eyes as she looks at you with a mixture of confusion and desire. "Wha-Mack? Wh-What's happening?" Her voice is raspy from sleep, her breath hot against your neck.

You smile down at her, your thumb brushing across her sensitive nub as you continue to finger her. "I was just making sure you were comfortable," you whisper, taking advantage of the opportunity to assert your dominance over her.

"L-Like it?" Amber blushes deeply, arching her back as another moan escapes her lips. "I-It feels... nice." Her hips begin to move in time with your fingers, seeking out more pleasure even in her sleepy state.

You continue to touch her, taking advantage of her vulnerability and trust to push her boundaries further.

Without warning, you pull your fingers free and position yourself between Amber's legs. She gasps as you press the head of your cock against her lips, feeling its size and heat for the first time. "W-What are you doing?" she whispers, her eyes wide with fear mixed with excitement.

"Just relax," you murmur, guiding her mouth around your shaft before leaning in to capture her lips in a rough kiss.

Amber whimpers softly as she feels your cock stretch her tight entrance, her body tensing up in response. You thrust deeper, forcing yourself further inside with each powerful stroke until you're buried to the hilt. She gasps for air, her fists clenched in the sheets as tears begin to roll down her cheeks.

"It's okay," you whisper against her ear. "I won't hurt you." But even as you say it, your hips move faster, driving deeper into her with each thrust.

Your words echo in Amber's head as you begin to move roughly inside her, forcing her body to adjust to the size and speed of your thrusts. She cries out with each impact, tears streaming down her face as she tries desperately not to come too soon.

Her nails scrape against the mattress, searching for purchase as you take control, claiming what is yours by force and dominance.

As your orgasm builds, you pick up speed, driving deeper into her with every stroke. Amber moans and writhes beneath you, close to the edge herself but not quite there yet. You grip her hips tightly, determined to bring her over the edge along with you.

Finally, your body tenses and you let out a hoarse cry as you release inside her, filling her up with your seed. At the same moment, Amber arches her back violently, her entire body trembling as she cries out in ecstasy.

As the intensity of your orgasm begins to fade, you collapse on top of Amber, breathing heavily into her neck. She lies still beneath you for a moment before pushing weakly at your chest. "Get off me," she whispers hoarsely, her voice muffled by the mattress.

You roll onto your back with a satisfied smirk, watching as Amber slowly pulls her legs up to her chest and curls into a ball on the other side of the bed. The room is silent except for their labored breathing.

After what feels like an eternity, you finally roll onto your side to face Amber. She tenses up at your approach, her eyes darting away from yours as if afraid of what she'll see there. You reach out and gently cup her cheek in your hand, forcing her to meet your gaze.

"I'm sorry," you whisper, your voice barely audible above the sound of your racing heart. "It was just... I couldn't help myself."

Amber looks at you with a mixture of hurt and confusion. "I-I understand," she says finally, her voice shaking. "You're just trying to be dominant, right?"

You nod slowly, your thumb still rubbing circles on her cheek. "Yeah... I am." You pause for a moment before asking, "Does that mean you hate me now?" There's an almost desperate note in your voice as you wait for her reply.

Her face crumples, tears spilling down her cheeks once more. "No," she whispers, reaching up to wipe them away with the back of her hand. "I could never hate you." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing, "But I don't understand... Why do you have to be so mean all the time?"

The question hangs in the air between you, unanswered. You look away, unable to meet her eyes as shame washes over you.

Even though it hurts, even though she doesn't understand why you have to be this way, Amber leans into your kiss, returning it with a passion that belies her confusion. Her arms wrap around your neck, holding you close as if she's afraid you'll disappear if she lets go.

As the morning sun begins to peek through the cracks in the curtains, casting golden light across the room, you pull away from Amber, breathless and unsure of what this all means.

The smell of sex fills the air between you as you crawl back onto the bed to join Amber. She looks up at you with a mixture of hope and fear in her eyes, her body trembling under your touch. You lick gently at her slick folds, teasing at her clit before delving deeper, sucking on her swollen nub.

She moans loudly, arching her back off the bed as pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck against your face, seeking more of your attention.

As she nears climax, Amber's cries become louder, her body tense and shaking beneath you. You continue to tease her mercilessly, refusing to let her find release until she begs for it. Finally, with a hoarse cry of pleasure, she comes hard in your mouth, her juices filling your mouth and making you groan in delight.

You pull back slowly, looking down at the glistening mess on your chin before meeting Amber's gaze once more.