Seven Peaks Chapter 19
The Time Has Come to Pull Back the Veil
Saturday September 14, 2013
Prairie Flats Prep School Auditorium
“Your father has one last errand to run and I have to drop off that dry cleaning, we'll both be here long before the program starts Monica,” Heather De Marco said as she pulled to a stop. “Just relax, I told you we're not going to pressure you into anything you don't want to do. But I do want you to keep an open mind about this. After all, someday you and Alexandrea may decide you want to start a family. One of you girls might even decide to carry a cub for the other...”
“I know, I know you keep saying that stuff...” the younger collie complained.
“And yet I don't hear you denying it now do I?” the older collie said with a gentle smile on her lips. “Just go along with this until they're finished and then we can talk about it again. You might decide it can be a nice thing to do if for no other reason than to understand what your friend Zoe is going through.”
“Okay, okay... I better get going before I'm late,” the younger collie said taking the handle of the small suitcase in the seat beside her in her paw as she got out of the vehicle. “I love you mom, and I'll see you and daddy later.”
As Heather pulled out into traffic she muttered, “besides girl, if this convinces you and Alexandrea to give me some grand-babies someday, it's not like I will complain about it.
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Monica headed to the main entrance, joining the gathering crowd of her freshman classmates as they milled about waiting to be lead into the building. Her attention was suddenly drawn away from the text she was reading by the feeling of a paw on her shoulder and a voice near her ear.
“So... how's the hottest collie in the freshman class?” a slightly shorter black and white furred collie boy said as she turned to look him in the eyes.
“Still as hot as ever,” Monica replied as a grin spread across her muzzle, “and still just as taken as the last time you asked last week Tommy.”
“Still lesbian too? Or have you decided to come over to the dark side,” the boy asked in his not too horrible impression of the iconic voice from the Star Wars movie.
“Yes, still a ruff muncher,” she replied raising an eyebrow slightly as the expression on his face changed to one of annoyance.
“Why do you say things like that about yourself Monica, you know I want to beat the crap out of other kids for saying it behind your back,” the darker furred collie boy said a little scolding.
“Because, and you already know this Tommy Walker, what other people think or say about me doesn't mean a thing to me. I hear them when they do that, I just chose to ignore the idiots that have no idea what they're talking about,” she replied flatly. Looking up at a sound at the edge of her hearing she turned and looked at the main entrance as she added, “besides, it looks like they're ready to get this thing started, come on puppy boy, we need to get inside.”
“Alright ladies and gentlemen, we're going to do this in an orderly and organized fashion. Ladies to the left and down the hallway to the girls locker rooms to get changed and ready. Gentlemen, and I expect you all to act as such today, to the right and down to the auditorium to get ready and lend a paw with the final preparations if you please,” the older rhino woman said as the young teens gathered in the main foyer of the school. “ We have a long enough day ahead of us all and I do appreciate you giving up a Saturday, but I will not tolerate any kind of shenanigans today.” Turning sharply she looked at a young girl in a frilly pink dress as she nearly skipped down the hall behind the other girls. “That includes anything from you today miss Bradly, get yourself back here. I can't allow you to be in a room full of nude or nearly nude young girls and we both know that,” she said as the blond girl stopped in her tracks.
Turning undefeated, she walked up to the schools dean and said in a soft sweet voice, “but Mrs. Mapplethorpe, you know the other girls are fine with me and nothing will happen,” the skunkette said demurely.
“Regardless of what I may or may not know Brandy,” the rhino woman said softly, “in just a little while I have to deal with the parents of everyone of these youngsters, as well as your own parents. With the delicacy and potential volatility of what we're here for I just don't need someones parents going off over what legally is a boy in the girls locker room. I allow you a great deal of lea way in most things Brandy, but for today at least I have to be certain to cover us all. We're about to ask a lot of parents to let their children take part in something very much off the beaten path of normalcy. I just don't want to willingly add any more fuel to a potential raging inferno.”
“Okay,” the little skunk said sadly. “I... I understand, I guess.”
“I promise dear, once we get past this your usual liberties won't be infringed on unless need be. You know how I feel about gender equality in this institution, and that includes gender identification as well as third gender equality. You know that no other school in the area works as hard as we do to promote and maintain acceptance of every single fur no matter their gender, actual, perceived, identified, trans or otherwise. I wouldn't even ask you to do this if I didn't feel it was in the best interest of all of us.”
“I know you wouldn't Mrs. Mapplethorpe, it's just frustrating that there are still things like this that come up to put limits on me and others is all,” the little skunk said as the pair turned and walked down the hallway away from the other girls. “If only adults could be more like kids and just get over themselves and let us be who we are.”
“From your lips to the ears of the unwise dear girl,” the rhino said as a smile spread across her face. “The day that happens... I will cancel classes for the day and this school will throw the biggest party in the history of school parties.”
(Girls Locker room)
“So this... thing is what all the hoopla has been about?” the orange and black tiger girl said standing nude in the middle of the locker room holding up what at first glance appeared to be little more than a simple corset.
“Oh no where even close,” a leopard woman in a white lab coat replied as she walked into the room with several other similarly dressed women behind her. “What you have in your paw is a very basic demonstration belly band based off early developmental prototypes. The only reason we're even using those would be because they were already made, they are as fully functional as they can be for the limited functionality of their design, and will suit our purposes quite well. The only problem I see, is that they are in the wrong room. Those are supposed to be...” she said before being interrupted by a knocking at the locker room door, the sound followed a moment later by the creaking as the door was eased open a slight couple of inches as a man's voice called in.
“Barbara? It's me Sparks. Would you mind stepping out here for a moment, seems we have a slight problem.
Turning to the two women closest behind her the leopard said, “Jenny, Shannon, gather those up and get them back into the laundry cart and bring them out into the hall please, I think our suits just arrived,” as she walked out the door to speak to the other technician.
As the tall, slender woman joined him in the hallway Sparks began to speak, “Sorry to have to bother you Barbara, I don't know if it was miss communication, or an intentional prank,” he said cutting his eyes at the Maine Coon and Beagle boys with their paws on the large laundry cart accusingly, “but the sim skins got swapped. We have the girls here and you...”
“Have the boys, I just discovered that myself. Jenny and Shannon are getting them gathered up and should be out with them shortly,” the leopard woman replied as a slight grin spread across her muzzle. “Typical boys, eh Sparks?”
“Yea, pretty much, just trying to keep them corralled is like trying to juggle cooked spaghetti. Once their part in this gets settled I think they may be in for a huge surprise,” the Fossa said with a grin of his own.
“They may indeed,” the Leopard woman replied. “I know doc Saunders is just waiting to get the parents take on where the boys should fit into this mess. He does have some interesting ideas of his own though.”
A voice to his left kept Sparks from responding. “Here are the boys belly bands and we'll take the girls sim suits if you don't mind. And Sparks stop groping her intellect already and just grow a pair and ask her out,” Shannon said as she swapped the large rolling laundry cart in her paws for the one the boys had brought with them.
“No kidding,” the female otter technician said. “Sheesh at least half the lab knows you want to feel her up like a five year old with a giant plushy.”
“Barbra...I...they...I” the Fossa stammered trying to hide the blush on his face.
“Will e-mail me by the middle of next week, when we should have things more in order with this project, with the details of what I need to wear for our date that Friday. I will return your message with the details of where you can pick me up for said date. Make plans Sparks, for something we will both enjoy, we're scientists, that does not mean we're intellectual egg heads that would not enjoy acting a little foolish, or less than our ages for that matter” the leopard woman said in an almost sultry tone.
“Yes, ma'am,” the Fossa replied as his face was consumed by a huge smile. “Alright boys, let's get these back to the others and get you all suited up and ready.”
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Prairie Flats Prep Auditorium
“Well there are certainly... ugly, and a bit uncomfortable,” Monica De Marco said as she looked herself over in the mirror as best she could.
“Bear in mind ladies these are not the final iteration of the proposed sim suits,” the leopard woman said as she and the other female technicians walked around the locker room, helping the girls get their suits positioned correctly. “These are demonstration models intended to closely approximate the final version closely enough to give you and your parents an idea of what this program is striving to achieve.”
“When you say close, just how close? I mean will we be able to feel the moose studs paws on us?”, Barbra Smothers asked with a grin on her muzzle. “That is part of this demonstration right?”
“Wait, what? Feel someones paws on us? What the hell?” an otter girl asked, leaning to look around a row of lockers at the pair that were speaking.
Stifling a giggle the leopard woman looked to the tigress and said, “you must be Barbra Smothers. Yes dear girl, it is part of the demonstration and you will be able to feel it the same way you did in the classroom a few weeks ago.”
“HELL YEA!!” the tigress said pumping her fist a few times. “Been looking forward to feeling that shit again, that was the best nights sleep I've had in months thinking about that shit as I fell asleep. No wonder Zoe is always so happy and smiling, that moose boy has some magic fingers and I can just imagine what else he can do with them.”
“Barb, what the hell are you talking about? That sounds... kind of creepy ya know?”, the otter girl said as the tigress walked along the row of lockers towards her.
“It may sound it, and it might seem that way at first Candy,” the tigress said with a grin. “But give it a chance and try to not freak out. You're in for something really neat and it does feel nice if you just kind of let it happen. Just keep an open mind on this shit girl and you'll be fine.”
“You're weird Barb, really weird,” the otter girl said rolling her eyes at her friend as she slipped into the simple cotton night gown she had brought with her.
“So someone want to try explaining to me again what the hell we're doing here, dressed in our night clothes in front of all of our parents? I'm still pretty fuzzy on what this has to do with sex ed,” the prairie dog girl asked with a huff as she plopped down on the changing bench behind her.
“I'm more interested in this shit about some random guy gonna come along and feel us up in front of our folks. Not sure how they think this fool isn't gonna get himself killed by my dad,” the red squirrel girl added giggling. “Just be glad they won't let him in with his shotgun.”
“Good to see the high school grapevine is still as active, and as inaccurate as ever,” the mink technician said shaking her head slowly. “Alright ladies, a few thing we need to go over while the rest of you finish changing. There are several parts to this presentation for your parents. A general introduction to the previous method in which the class has been taught and the methods used for the simulation of pregnancy in the past. Next will be a general discussion of the goals of this pilot test program, and the new technology being employed for this program. Knowing doctor Saunders as I do, that will either be long, drawn out and over just about everyone's heads, or short and blunt. Then there is that most important part, and that is where all of you come in. the demonstration of a condensed version of what your parents can expect to see over the next few months as the simulated pregnancies of their daughters progresses, and possibly a little surprise for the boys. Then the million and six questions, promises to be an interesting day all around.”
“Alright ladies, if everyone is suited up and changed, let's head down to the auditorium and get ready to get this show and tell started,” the leopard woman said as she walked to the door of the locker room.
“First off gentlemen, I want to thank you for your help in getting things set up for our little demonstration today. Your assistance in the assembly has been invaluable and kept us right on schedule,” doctor Brian Saunders said as he addressed the gathered group of barely teen boys.
“I also want to thank the members of the Prairie Flats Prep Drama departments sound and lighting crew for their time and effort in getting the sound and video equipment set up and checked, great job guys. Thank you all for giving up a Saturday, and the pizza will be arriving shortly, you've definitely earned it,” he said to thunderous applause from the older group of teens.
“I'm fairly certain that by now you have heard that this is an interactive demonstration of our little pilot program, and most likely also heard that there is a degree of sensory sharing involved,” the gopher said as a round of snickers ran through the younger boys.
“So we really get to feel what moose face does when he feels up that hot red panda girlfriend of his?” one of the boys near the back of the group asked.
Rolling is eyes before squeezing them shut the older man said, “yes you will be able to feel what Mr. Daniels does when he touches his lady friend. Though he won't be 'feeling her up' or groping her,' doctor Saunders answered, throwing up air quotes to emphasize the phrase.
“I would in a heartbeat, that girl is just hot as all hell,” another voice rang out from the back of the group.
“I have little doubt you would,” the older gopher said shaking his head. “I also have no doubt that Mr. Daniels would flatten you if you tried. He is very protective of her, and equally devoted to her. A fact that is even more relevant with her being pregnant with his child. But I digress, to answer the question yes gentlemen, you will be able to feel what he does, that is the exact purpose of the gloves you are wearing on your right paws. Now while the young ladies part in this program is clearly defined, yours gentlemen is far less so at this time. You see, I want to get your parents thoughts on exactly what role you should play in this, I have quite a few thoughts of my own, though I doubt they would go for some of the more... interesting possibilities I can imagine.”
“Okay, so what's with these girdle... things then?” a bobcat boy in the front of the group asked.
“Yea, I don't get that at all,” the ermine boy beside him chimed in. “That or why we're all here in our freakin' shorts and pajama pants and stuff.:
Cocking an eyebrow at the young mustelid doctor Saunders asked, “and spending the last several hours setting up over three hundred twin beds on this stage didn't give you any clues at all?”
“Because it'll make it easier for what ever these things are for goober,” a skunk boy said pointing to the mesh band around his midsection. “And with all of our folks here, I don't think anyone wants their junk hanging out if you sleep naked at home.”
“In more ways than you can imagine,” the gopher scientist said as a small group of technicians walked towards the front of the stage.
“Doctor Saunders, we're ready for them now,” a large brown Mustang said as he nodded towards the gathered teen boys..
“Excellent, and a bit sooner than I had expected. Alright gentlemen, if you please follow Mr. Jacobs, he and his crew need to run a few quick checks on your belly bands and get each of you synced up to a tablet and get you dressed and ready for a few quick run-throughs for your entrance,”
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12:15 pm Auditorium entrance
“Full name of your child or children,” the older sloth woman said as the smiling collie couple stepped up to the small impromptu reception desk at the doors to the auditorium.
“Monica De Marco,” Charles said proudly as his wife drew nearer to him, squeezing his arm slightly.
De Marco...” the sloth woman muttered softly consulting the list of names in her paws. “Here she is, number thirty four,” the woman said as she turned to the odd looking cabinet behind her, looking very much to be several paper sorters stacked together in columns. She retrieved the contents of a slot marked with a simple set of numbers and turned back to the couple, passing what she had in her paw to the girls father. “Here you are, your information packet, permission forms if you require them at the end of the evening, the class syllabus, information on the equipment that will be used for the course and provided by Bio-Gen, and your tablet monitor for the evening.”
As the sloth woman placed the small tablet computer on top of the stack of papers in his paw Charles cocked his head slightly as he asked, “exactly what is this for?”
“Something that is way over my head Mr. De Marco,” the schools main office manager replied matter-of-factually. “All I know of any consequence is that the Bio-Gen people will be explaining it's purpose as soon as the program starts as it seems it is important for this demonstration of theirs, and that there is one for each of the children here today and they are synced to it so the parents have to be given the right one.”
“I guess we'll find out soon enough then. I think we should go on in and be seated Heather, maybe we can catch a glimpse of Monica,” Charles said with a proud smile on his face. As the couple walked arm in arm down the isle of the auditorium Charles asked, “so exactly how did you talk that girl of ours into taking part in this? She seemed rather set against it in the beginning.”
“That was rather easy, I simply reminded of the fact that if she and Alexandrea do indeed stay a committed couple one or both of them may one day decide to carry a cub. I told her it would be a good experience and she would know what to expect.”
“Interesting argument, and a good point as well,” Charles said as they walked down the isle.
“Good morning Mr. and Mrs.,” the younger technician that approached them said in a cheerful voice, trailing off to await their reply.
“De Marco,” Heather answered with a gentle smile on her face.
“Ah yes, Monica's parents, if you will follow me I will show you to your seats. Doctor Saunders prefers to know peoples names when he addresses a gathering, but to be honest with over three hundred families involved there just isn't time for him to learn them all. So we're using a bit of an assigned seating arrangement and the A/V guys have a chart of where everyone is seated so they can put vital information on a teleprompter for him, primarily for the question and answer portion of the program today. I know it sounds strange, but he is more direct and doesn't get as distracted when he can keep it more of a one on one type of interaction in a situation such as that. With as much information as there is to go over today, we want to keep him moving forward as best we can for everyone's sake. Here we are,” she said indicating a pair of seats in the second row. “Please be seated, we will be starting as soon as we get the parents seated. We're trying to not take up any more of anyone’s time than we have to.”
“You sure you want me here for this Anne? I know you can't have forgotten my first reaction when Barb came home talking about some boy having his paws on her, I know Harry won't forget nearly being hit by a flying patio chair any time soon,” Neil said shaking his head. “I'm honestly still not completely sure I don't want to rip the boys arm off.”
“Yes dear, I'm sure that she wants you here. She understands it was a fatherly reaction and she was kind of proud of her dad for being so overly protective of her Neil. Luckily for you her mother is a bit more level headed, and really honey, we've had this discussion before several times. Like it or not, and I know you don't, our little girl isn't so little any more,” the female tiger said grinning slightly.
“Dear God don't remind me,” her husband said rolling his eyes and blushing hard enough to tint his white fur a pale pink. “Last Tuesday when you were soaking in our tub I had to use the hall bathroom. Walking back to the living room I noticed her door was open and glanced in as I was walking past. Stopped and backed up to make sure I saw what I thought I saw Sure enough there she was naked, checking herself out in her dressing mirror. She spotted me, turned around grinning at me and ran out into the hallway and hugged me. Looked at me and said thank you then ran back in her room..Had to remind myself she was my thirteen year old daughter to get my legs to work so I could walk away. Still not sure what the thank you was for,” Neil admitted as they walked into the main entrance.
Giggling softly at her mate Anne said, “oh I do, she told me all about it later that evening. She admitted it was a little bit creepy that her dad saw her nude, but the look on your face and in your eyes..., the same one your worried about from the teen boys..., it made your girl feel good to know that a guy would see her as sexy, even if it was her pervy dad.”
“I.. wait I didn't say a word about her being sexy, hell I didn't say anything because my muzzle wouldn't work. What makes either of you think I would think that about my own daughter?” the tiger man only halfheartedly protested.
“Oh come on Neil, the look she described on your face with your muzzle hanging open and your tongue lolling out the side... not to mention your erection, which she got a good feel of when she hugged you. Relax honey,” Anne said with a soft giggle. “You didn't do any harm to our girl by letting her know she's a hot little number, even if it was unintentionally. If anything dear, you gave her self confidence a boost to the moon.”
“Dear God, I think I may need to go buy a gun now, or put her tail in a chastity belt,” Neil muttered as they stepped to the makeshift reception desk.
“Freshman class, and Bengal tigers, you must be Barbara Smothers parents,” the older sloth woman said with a slight smile on her muzzle. After consulting the list of names before her she turned and retrieved the couples information packets. “Remarkable girl you have there Mr. and Mrs. Smothers,” she said as she passed the papers and small tablet computer to Anne.
“In more ways than you can imagine,” Neil mutter softly, a slight blush returning to his ears and cheeks as the image of his nude daughter, and memories of his reaction to it came flooding into his mind again.
“Your paperwork for the presentation and pilot program, please go right in and be seated, they should be getting started soon,” the older sloth woman said cocking an eyebrow at the mans muttered comment, a knowing smirk on her face.
As the tiger couple entered the auditorium her counterpart looked at her and asked, “what was that all about?”, with a little chuckle.
“From his comments and the blush on his face...” Mrs. Stevenson said as her grin became a smile. “I would have to say a fathers accidental discovery that his little girl, has become a beautiful young woman.”
“Oh Myyy,” a younger, perhaps mid twenties sloth man said as he walked behind the counter and up to the older sloth. “Here are the early bird permission slips. Several of the parents first order of business was to fill them out and hunt down someone to turn them in to.”
“Thank you young man,” Mrs. Stevenson said extending a paw to take the papers as she glanced from the stacks of paper sorters and her list. “As I suspected, the remaining ones children are not present either so I will assume they are our no shows.' Turning to the younger sloth she said, “please inform Mrs. Mapplethorpe and doctor Saunders that all the parents are present and they may begin on schedule.”
“Yes ma'am,” he replied and quickly walked back into the auditorium.
Picking up the walkie-talkie from the converted table she pressed the talk button as she spoke. “Security, this is Mrs. Stevenson. Everyone is here now so please lock down the building,”
A moment later a mans voice answered her with a simple “Yes ma'am.”
Turning to her counterpart behind the reception desk the older sloth said, “well Jennifer, our part is done for now, shall we go to the teachers lounge and relax for a bit?”
“Heavens yes, my feet and back are killing me, and I'm hungry enough to eat a feral water buffalo,” the late twenties lynx woman said as she gathered the light jacket she had worn and her purse from behind the counter.
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Standing in the wings, watching as the last of the arriving parents settled themselves into their seats Mr's Mapplethorpe thought back to the first presentation of the original Sex Education and Early Child Development class idea to a similar group of adults. That course was as vastly different from what would be presented to these adults today as the parents themselves were from their predecessors. Sex Education in the school systems of Prairie Flats had always been a hot button topic and came under fire many times over the years.
She was always amazed at how easily personal, moral and religious beliefs would cloud parents judgment and blind them to the simplest of truths about their offspring. Stubbornly holding on to the misguided belief that because their young had been raised in a good home, and a good church they would blindly and unquestioningly adhere to the things they were told and taught, keeping themselves chaste and pure until they were married. Ignoring completely the facts that just as the adults themselves were, their children were anthros and had inherited the strong mating instincts of their once feral ancestors. The fact that one day they would enter puberty, which seemed to come earlier in life with each new generation, and those instincts would be awakened. Raging hormones and pheromones coupled with an instinctual desire to breed and procreate was an inherently volatile combination. A ticking time bomb of sorts left largely unchecked and unexplained to the very ones that would be affected by it.
These parents were well educated, intelligent furs who themselves were at times near slaves to their own mating desires, yet convince themselves that their children won't be affected. Hopefully this program would open a few eyes to how wrong those thoughts and beliefs were. Now so much would hing on these parents acceptance of a program that would brake so many boundaries.
Stepping from the shadows of the wings the older rhino walked to the center of the front of the stage. Raising the microphone in her paw, tapping it three times in her usual manner the auditorium fell silent in an instant. She smiled as she began to speak. “I see that many of you remember your days with us,” her comment garnering a round of chuckles. “I see many familiar faces in this group, and am very proud and happy to have your children with us now. I want to take this opportunity to welcome all of you, and to thank you for giving up such a beautiful Saturday to be here for this presentation.” As she spoke she walked over to the podium, laying the mic in her paw down and switching on the boom mic of the headset on. “Today we have a great deal of information to disseminate regarding the changes in the Sex Education and Early Child Development program that is offered here at Prairie Flats Preparatory. Initially this will be a pilot test program to ascertain the validity, of the changes, the effectiveness of the new program and the associated technologies it involves, and a host of other potential benefits it may have for our young people. I am certain that by the end of the presentation there will be many questions that we will not have answered. That is one of the reasons we have planned a long assembly today. We want to try to answer any and all questions the parents may have about this new program. The team of educators, technicians, designers, developers, and medical and mental health professionals involved in this project are well represented in the panel that will be available at the end of the program to field your questions and concerns. So at this time I will turn the program over to the CEO and director of our technology partner in this endeavor, doctor Brian Saunders.”
“Than you Mrs. Mapplethorpe,” the gopher said as he walked onto the stage. “Good morning ladies and gentlemen, my name is Brian Saunders head loony of Bio-Gen. To give a short recap of how we became involved in this endeavor our labs were working on new technologies for prosthetic limbs and body modifications for accident and trauma victims when I was approached by a group of instructors and board members from Prairie Flats Prep regarding possible ways to further and enhance a proposed pilot program for their sex education program. To be completely honest at first glance I didn't see that there would be much that we could do to advance the current state of technology used in such a program. The next morning at the department heads meeting to get status updates on current projects I threw the idea into the mix as we usually do with new ideas. Their reactions were far different than my own and more than I would have expected. With in thirty minutes they had put together a rough outline that would go on to form the basis of a proposal presented to the same people that had contacted me initially. That was nine months ago and we immediately began applying for patents for the various technologies and seeking potential funding sources. As you might imagine a project such as this involving children caught the attention of several government offices and organizations. So off to Washington D.C. I and the design team went to answer about a million questions. Long story short several things were added to the original protocol in order to satisfy everyone's concerns and requirements In the end this pilot program had ended up being a bigger experiment than originally intended as it is a unique opportunity to gain new information and insights into the minds of our young. Something I can understand quite well as the father of two girls, sixteen and fourteen, and an eleven year old son. Just as probably many of the parents in this room today I have preached the whole abstinence thing to my children, but I'm not foolish enough to even remotely think that just because my kids are raised in a good home with loving, attentive, caring parents, attend church regularly and are well educated that they are going to not have sex just because my wife and I tell them not to. I was raised under nearly identical circumstances and I remember what I was like when puberty hit and the hormones and pheromones went haywire, as I'm certain everyone of you do as well.”
Reaching under the podium doctor Saunders pulled out a simple wooden stool, walking a few feet away before putting it down and having a seat. “Here's the thing though, in the course of developing the technology intended for this program I've had unique opportunities. Sitting in on focus groups of young teens, both male and female, as they discussed their thoughts and feelings on sex, sex ed, dating, and teen life in general. I've seen the compiled results of some of the singularly most unique surveys ever made that were sent out to teens and preteens across the country. Ones that gave the kids a chance to be open and completely honest and anonymous. Their responses were surprising and enlightening to say the least. Short of it is that our children are becoming interested in the opposite, or in some cases same sex, at an earlier age. Once those interests are awakened it's nothing more than a normal, natural and ages old progression as other new interests, thoughts, concerns, even perhaps fears are awakened. Anyone here that doubts it ask yourself these questions, and be honest with yourself when you answer them.” Holding a paw over his head he began to tick each question off with his fingers.
“How old were you when you first played 'show me yours and I'll show you mine with a cub of the same or opposite sex?”
“”How old were you the first time another cub hugging or kissing you made you feel 'kind of warm and fuzzy' all over?”
“How old were you when holding another cubs paw was something you really wanted to do and not just to be nice or friendly?”
“How old were you when you met another fur and not long after found yourself thinking of naughty things you wanted to do with them?”
A round of soft giggles and chuckles ran through the auditorium, quite a few of the adults blushing in varying degrees.
“Oh I hear the giggles, but honestly people we've all been there. From the looks and blushes on some of the faces I can see from up here, I think it was at a younger age than many of us want to admit. For myself that first time I had less than proper thoughts about another cub sure as hell wasn't when I met the woman I married. In fact I was ten at the time and yes I had already found my older brothers stash of porn magazines. And no looking at those magazines did not put the thoughts into my head, though they did give me a far batter idea of the things I wanted to do with the little girl that had given me that warm fuzzy feeling just by holding my paw on the play ground and letting me kiss her on the lips. The first time I had ever kissed some one like that I might add. Our children are no different than we were at their age.”
“But they can be different than we were going forward, they are already smarter than many of us were at thirteen, and far more savvy about the world around them. With this program the school board and educators of PFP hope to extend that to include one of the most volatile subjects that society, schools, and parents the world over deal with. Our children and their awakening sexuality. We may not like it, may not want to think about it, may try to ignore it. But the straight up truth of the matter ladies and gentlemen is that our children, just as their parents and grandparents and countless generations before them will become interested in other furs for more than just friendship.”
“As parents we all know what that can lead them into, medically, physically, and emotionally. Joy and sorrow, love and lust, raging hormones and pheromones driving them the whole way, question is how do we handle it? There are a lot of bad ideas of how to do that floating around these days, the faculty here and I myself think it's about time to be smart about it. We educate our young on many subjects so that they are equipped to deal with life and a career after the school years are done. Shouldn't we be educating them in the equally important life skills they will need? We teach them to be more tolerant of the differences in people, to be more caring, to stand up for the things they believe in. Why are we still doing such an abysmal job when it comes to one of the things we can not avoid that can have the most dramatic impact on their lives?'
“That in itself leaves me asking two things, how do we handle their interest in sex, and how do we handle their gender preference. The thing is if we can't handle discussing the first with them how the hell will we handle the other?” Standing up he returned the stool to the podium as he paused for a few moments.
“Welcome to the twenty first century folks, it's time for parenting to get an upgrade and that starts with this freshman class right here in Prairie Flats. The interesting thing is, none of us are going to do this alone, we're all in this one together. This program is part sex education class, part science lab, part research project, part simulator, part parenting class and all about our children. And for those that are looking at me funny I honestly do mean our children, although they do not attend this school, all three of my own children will be taking part in this little endeavor. That brings up one of the more interesting questions that I want you all to be thinking about for the end of our little program, what part do the boys play in this little experiment, and what part should they play in it. Think about it, we will be discussing it later. For now if you will direct your attention to the screens at the front of the stage, we have a short video presentation of the current methods used at PFP to simulate a pregnancy, after that we will begin our presentation of what is to come.”