Starting from Scratch Ep. 084: HONEY BADGER

"I hear that...a lot." His dick was posing high in his jeans, the Badgerl's nibbling paws at seeing his obviously huge erection hiding out. Seeing his intimidation Dakota took a deep breath and entered the fray.

"We should get back. Piper's..."

"Jealous?" Maya batted her eyes at Dakota, "Who might you be?"

"Mace's...girlfriend. Sorry Odessa I'm taking what's mine."

"Say what?" Odessa dropped her jaw. It quickly became a tug of war with Maya enjoying the shock in Mace's eyes. Something agitating Rotten only made things more difficult. Not noticing him earlier Mace caught a glimpse of Knox Hardecker and his buddy Dip talking, Knox hitting on Jolene Waco again against her wishes. Dip had just informed Knox of completing their mission to humiliate Travis Herbert. Shrugging Dip off Knox increased his swagger toward Jolene promoting his ego by trying to kiss her.

Just that fast Mace lost his grip on both his reality and Rotten's leash. Rotten snarling bolted for Knox. Hearing him bark Knox bulged his eyes and pulled Jolene in front of him as a human shield. She was tough however and stomped her foot on his toe, but not enough to break his grip on her upper arms. Rotten plowed right under her legs and clamped his jaws on Knox's pant leg. Screaming like a bitch he released his grip over Jolene and she swiftly hiked her leg up and over Rotten. In doing this she lost her balance and fell back on Knox.

Mace assuming control over his own destiny yanked free of Odessa and Dakota, literally palming Maya's breasts to push her out of his way. He couldn't resist that part of his escape plan. Running through the Badgerl's the first thing on his agenda was to help Jolene to her feet and drag her behind him for safety. Once at his back he grabbed Rotten by his collar and struggled to drag him free of Knox, in doing so ripping Hardecker's pant leg. "LET HIM GO! NOW!" Mace lost his cool.

Rotten released his chew toy and whimpered irritably. Hearing cheers from everyone but the cheerleaders Mace looked up at the stands. Knox crawling to his feet tried to kick Rotten in the head but found his raised leg leaving himself wide open. A swift martial arts style kick from Jolene swooping around Mace took out Knox's other leg dropping him to the ground again. Bitch had moves! Couldn't tell it at first tripping over Knox and Rotten. Mean comeback!

"Wow!" Mace dropped his jaw, the cheers escalating now that Jolene had shown her true colors. Kicking Knox in the balls Jolene had to be pulled away by Maya.

"That's enough Jo."

"Not nearly!" Jolene resisted but gave in and rejoined her Badgerl's. "And, don't call me HONEY!" Knox lay there in the gravel holding his balls until his friend Dip cautiously entered to help him up. The game on the field paused to witness the situation found laughter on the Marquette side. Brody Turnbull of Marquette moving to Angus Furlong's side shared thoughts. "Who's the dog owner?"

"Counsellor Cherry's nephew."

"Looks like he's no fan of Hardecker. I heard you punched him."

"He deserved it. Just like right now. Thinks he owns every bitch out there."

"I thought we did." Brody chuckled.

"Yeah but we're badass. He's a dumbass."

"He used to be the man."

"Not anymore." Brody had mixed feelings on that. Knox always came through for him in the past.

"Wonder who the cute brunette is?" Brody spotted Dakota directing his point for Angus to zero in on who he was referring too. At first he presumed he meant Jolene, but how could he not know a cheerleader?

"Off limits Bro. That's my girl."

"Sweet lil Honey. Wait! I thought you and Robin..."

"Still going strong. I'm into Dakota now too."

"Dakota, huh?"

"I mean it Turnbull."

"Relax Quarterhack." He jested.

"Who's the girl who sacked Hardecker?" Now was the time to question Brody.

"Jolene Waco. I warned Hardecker not to mess with her. She's a fucking blackbelt."

"No shit! I might have to congratulate her on dropping the douchebag."

"Better cup your cup." He patted Angus on the gut, "Let's play ball." Not a good follow up if you asked Furlong.

On the sidelines Piper Cherry raced around the fence line after being called out by Tina Wiles over Rotten's attack. Her bare ass in total view all the way around the fence line, tits racing one another just ahead of her found whistles. In her hurried pace she just didn't care. No way was her cunt not seen. Wasn't there always at least one streaker on a football field? Professional courtesy, right?

Running directly at a stammering Travis Herbert while adjusting his glued on head gear in hopes to see better, he saw her tits rebounding wildly and bulged his eyes...followed by other bulges. "OUT OF THE WAY!" She ran into him and knocked him to his tail feathers. Looking up all he saw was her leap over him, twat heaven until only her perfect ass racing away.

"Ow!" Gravel up his own ass was not pleasant. It was then he realized his potty flap was open. "Motherfuckers!" He couldn't even reach his tail, reason being his feathers were glued upward over his back.

At the last second Piper found it wise to tug her shirt down while traveling into her adversary's lair. Emerging in front of the stands Piper stopped cold and put her fingers to her lips and let out an echoing whistle. Rotten hearing her perked up and yet again pulled his lead from Mace. Knox fretting he was being attacked again took off running past Piper cursing, "Bitch your dog is dead."

Ignoring him she waited until Rotten eased up to her with eyes that looked truly pathetic. Sitting at her feet she heard more applause. Shaking her head while looking at Rotten she sighed at his rash behavior. A second to breath she placed her fingers again to her lips amplifying her sonic boom a second time.

"YOU TOO!"

Mace cringed and silently stepped around his Badgerl entourage toward his Aunt. Jolene gnashing her teeth at her hero's demise.

"YOU THREE!" A stern jab of an index finger aimed for a certain Twin who had to double take as if her sister might be behind her. Nope! Just her shadow on the ground. Dakota pointed at herself and flared her eyes just before the shuffle to join them. Mace put his arm around Dakota to defend her should Piper go off the deep end. That was squashed as the crowd suddenly grew quiet even as the game resumed on the field.

"Sorry!" Mace choked up.

"What did I do?" Dakota sulked.

"Nothing! You can go." Instead Dakota opted to take Mace by the hand and stood by him. "Okay, don't. I'm not mad. Just don't go taking Rotten places you know he might start trouble. Look at all this fur, you know he chases cats."

Jolene Waco felt badly that Mace might be in trouble and ignored Maya's advice to stay out of it. Stepping in behind Mace she lifted up on her toes. "Thanks for trying to save me. I had it under control though."

"Sorry you had to get into the middle of all that. My dog doesn't like Knox."

"Me neither. What an A-hole." Jolene rolled her eyes. "Anyway go easy on Mace he was only trying to help."

"Oh, I'm not punishing him." Piper smiled, "Nor, him." She leered down at Rotten. "I just came to say hi." Stepping around the teens Piper moved beyond them into Badgerl territory. Maya Trinidad choosing to meet her half way bosom to bosom. "Nice moves Moonshot."

"You too Slingshot." Maya grinned. "Games not over."

"Not anymore!" She shared her thighs with a sneer to show her G-string still missing, "You're right. May the best squat...squad win." A hand extended is met with a fidget.

With a competitive reluctance Maya avoided the handshake and leaned in to whisper, "Tennessee Titans."

Puckering Piper nodded as if impressed then offered her own two cents on her ego. She too leaning to whisper ushers forth, "Atlanta Falcons." The transfer of info amongst them made Maya step back with a smug smile.

"I thought I recognized you...Jailbird."

"Only married to one...why do you think I flew the coop. Don't judge...nor grudge. Let's just..."

"Leave it on the sidelines?" Maya smirked, "Not my style."

"Suit yourself."

Piper turned away grinning then fluttered her fingers at the stands. Men were drooling all over themselves. Her suit being only a t-shirt with feathers was more her own style anyway. Maya Trinidad noted the reaction of her school's supporters and winced.

"Suit myself...indeed."

Sadly, Odessa Bradley felt as alone as Dakota McKellen had earlier. Even her sister Ophelia felt her sister's sadness. "Hang in there Baby." Just as Odessa nearly shed a tear she lifted her chin from Ophelia's shoulder. "He's back."

"Who?"

Mace Belmont sprinted up to Odessa and Ophelia and held them both. Kissing Odessa he apologized for abandoning her. "Dakota's not my girl. She was just protecting me the only way she knew how." Ophelia found his eyes amazing and just went for it. She too kissed him full on the lips. Odessa shaking her head at her sister had to break them up. "We share everything. It's how we were raised."

"EVER-REE-THING!" Ophelia implied with a wink.

"Works for me." Mace chuckled, "Gotta go. I'll catch up again after the game."

Pulling away he looked to his left behind the bleachers and spotted Maya Trinidad stripping out of her current clothing. Pausing as if tying his shoe he stared directly at her, she sensing his eyes. Standing totally naked for his inspection she caressed herself with a Devil's Daughter vibe. After a brief stimulation she put on her own version of the Badgerl outfit.

"Holy fuck! Less fur...micro bikini."

Band-Aids with fur.

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Speaking of suits...

"Pssssst! Pssssst!"

Sable McKellen ending her current cheer after watching Piper greet the opposing squad heard the mumbles to her right. Hiding under the bleachers was the school mascot.

"Travis?" Feathered wings waved her toward him. Keeping his costume on to protect his identity at the moment, as if he had any choice in that. "What are you doing?"

"Help me."

"What's wrong?" She creased her brow and shuffled to face him.

"Hijacked again."

"Noooo!" She pouted as he turned his back to her. Seeing his bare ass shining brightly she resisted a giggle. No...she laughed!

"Fucking Dip Poole and some of the Marquette guys cornered me and took my clothes. All I have is my Swallow suit and it's glued on. Button up my bottom I can't reach it."

Witnessing the two whispering young Brandon...now christened as Brandy Foster spotted Trav's turn in step and cracked up. Shuffling over to them he, soon to be she whistled. "Nice feathers. Need tickled?"

"BUTT OUT!"

Yes it was.

Oddly, Marcella VanCamp's band played Shake Your Tail Feathers.

"Why me?"

Travis pinched his beak.