“Marco!” Shouted Max, eyes closed from the middle of the lake. He had been made ‘Marco’ after about 30 seconds of the first round, purposely moving slower than he should have, but getting tackle-caught by Jackie’s nude body was worth it.
	“Polo!” A familiar otter’s voice called out nearby.
	“Polo!” Followed by a similarly recognizable raccoon, slightly further away.
	“Poloooooo!” Last was Jackie’s furthest, yet much more piercing voice.
	Max smiled, moving to the closer of the two. “Marco!”
	“Polo!”
	“Polo!”
	“Poloooooo!”
	Oooh, Owen sounded right within catching distance! “Marco!” Max shouted as he charged in his direction. Yet, water splashing everywhere, his arms captured nothing but the air in front of him. He stopped to listen for their movements. “...Marco?”
	“...Polo.” Whispered a voice in his ear.
	“Ooh!” A quick flinch and Max spun around, his paws ready. “Marco!” 
But Owen was in his wet element. A quick duck, a boosting swish of his tail and he was speeding away underwater. Within seconds, he popped back up giggling next to Jackie. “No fair, how come you swim so fast?!” She protested with envy.
Owen merrily shrugged. “I dunno, guess cause I’m an otter…hey did you fart?” He asked without skipping a beat.
	“No.” Jackie’s straight face faltered with a straining smirk. Moments later, bubbles rumbled up behind her. “But I did just now!”
	“Oh, I thought I heard a fart while I was underwater.”
	“Marco!” Max called out again.
	“Maybe it was Max, his butt’s pretty big.” Jackie suggested right before a hearty— “Polooooooo!”
	“But so is Theo’s…and mine.” Owen ruminated on the thought until a smell akin to rotting milk hit his nose. “Eeeew Jackie…polo!”
“Polo!” Theodore called out, taking careful steps not to disturb the water too much. At the moment he was dealing with two concurrent tensions: the blind, hunting rottweiler possibly literally sniffing him out, and the after effects of this morning’s milk bubbling away in his stomach. That first accidental blast almost gave away his location, if he can just hold it in until Jackie gets Marco again (she always moves too slow with her little legs) he should be—
“Boo!” Soft girl paws suddenly appeared on his belly and on his crotch. His control stood no chance.
Boblublublub! Hot fetid bubbles vibrated his rump, and rumbled against Emily’s crotch as they burst.  “O-oops.” Theodore chuckled nervously, his face growing just as warm as the water around his butt.
“Aaaaah!” Emily’s voice hit a screechy high pitch, both from the fact she was just farted on, and from how much those bubbles tickled the tender folds of her privates…she wasn’t mad. “O-oh my god.” She mumbled from behind the clasped paws over her muzzle, her crotch still felt tingly warm as she backed out of the sulfur cloud.
	“Sorry!” Theodore said, feeling more disappointed that her paws left his crotch than he was embarrassed.
	In the background of the digestional drama, all the talking and other noises gave Max a perfect indication of where the raccoon was. Skulking up from behind, his arms combed through the air until they gave Theodore the jarring squeeze his stomach didn’t need. “Marco!”
	Blllllulubub! “Oh!”
	“W-woah!” Max’s eyes shot open, a barrage of hot, greasy bubbles battered his privates, which were casually pressed against Theodore’s crack. Max blinked, Theodore still locked in his shivering embrace while processing all the spicy tingles in his firming length. “D-did you just,” His nose crinkled, the scent of rotting eggs was suddenly in his throat. “...fart?”
	“...Yeah.” Theodore couldn’t hide the growing boyish grin on his muzzle. “Is your wiener touching my butt?”
	“Um…” At that moment Max noticed his fully erect member was twitching against Theodore’s cushy rump flesh. “S-sorry.” He finally released his captured friend to shamefully back away, while penis flexed for more. 
	“Were you two kissing?” Asked Jackie, who trudged through the water to investigate the sudden pause. 
	“No.” The two boys answered in tandem, Max looking the much redder of the duo.
	“They were doing something worse.” Emily said with a giggle.
	“Huh? What’s worse? Do it again, I wanna see!” Jackie’s perverted excitement disappeared with sour scowl. “Eugh, who farted?!”
	“Max did.” Theodore quickly threw blame.
	“And he had his thingy in Theo’s butt!” Emily added.
	“W-what?! N-no I didn’t!” Max sputtered, covering up his still hard erection.
	That perverted glint returned to Jackie’s eye. “Do it again, do it again!” She tugged on Max’s modest arm.
	“Ok!” Answered Theodore. “Hnnnnng!” A lift of his tail and—brrrrrrrrurplupupup! “Ahhhh…”
“Aaaaaaah!” A shrieking Owen suddenly popped out of the water behind him, paws cradling his cheeks. “You farted on my faceeeeeeeee!” One second Owen was holding back giggles staring down a tan coon-butt, the next second he was blinded by the most foul bubbles imaginable.
Theodore, along with most of the watching group burst into laughter. “That’s what you all get for sneaking up on me!”
“I just wanted to see what everyone was doing!” Owen said, rubbing as much of the stink off his face as he could. “...And scare you a little.”
“Why’s your butt so farty now?” Emily walked over to lift Theodore’s tail and stole a look at his rump under the warping lens of the water.
“It’s because I had milk this morning with my cereal. It always makes me fart a lot.” Theodore felt himself blush under her eyes. “Uh…do you want to see me fart again?”
“Wait!” Emily draped his dripping tail over her shoulder like a sopping wet scarf, and stood pressed against his now uncovered butt. “Now do it!” She gleefully requested, wrapping her arms around his belly. 
“Uh…O-Ok! Hmmmph…” With an extra flutter in his chest Theodore found it a bit more difficult to give his colon a push, even while the milk churned away in his belly. “I-I don’t think I can-”
“What if I do this?” Emily used her free paw to give Theodore’s member a squeeze.
“Hooh-” A deep, rumbling explosion boiled the water between his butt and her crotch, leaving them both shaking.
“Ooooooohehehe!” Emily squealed, those bubbles sending another surge tingly warmth up her privates.
“Hehe, that felt really good…” Theodore cooed. His insides felt a deep warmth both from the relief of that blast, and pervy paw still needing his privates.
“It did!” Emily agreed, her nose pinched.
“I wanna feel it!” Owen excitedly piped, only deepening the scowl on Max’s face.
“Lemme do it!” Jackie waded over, tail in paw, and a look of determination on her face. She spun around and backed up to sandwich her rump against Owen's crotch.
“But you’re too short!” He giggled, his penis instead squishing on her lower back.
“Bend down a little!” Even on her tip toes Jackie couldn’t reach those prized otter parts.
“Your butt's really soft…” Owen cooed as he kneeled, his privates slotting into her crack. Her chubby backside felt so warm and cushy surrounding his sensitive bits.
“Ok, hold on! Hnnnnnn…” 
“Ooh…” Owen felt her tender flesh shiver with strain for a few suspenseful seconds before a short, low rumble of warm bubbles gently popped around his firming length. “That does feel good…” He said, a little amused smile on face, in tandem with a hearty pulse going through his crotch. 
“O-oh gosh.” Jackie huffed with a clench that made Owen’s toes curl.
“W-woah, i-it feels really hot now.” The water around his waist was suddenly very warm, like bath-time-before-bed warm.
 “…I'm peeing.” Jackie said in a quiet little gremlin's voice.
“Oh my god!”
“Nooooo!”
“I can feel it!” All the cubs in the group cried before splashing further back.
All except Owen, who bravely stood in place giggling. “Ewwww…it feels kinda nice!”
“Is that why your wiener’s hard?” Jackie asked, grinding her rump on her otter friend's crotch.
“M-maybe!” Owen gasped, his happy erection twitching away in her flesh.
“Hey Emily?” Theodore started, a shy tinge on his cheeks. “Can I pee too?” 
“You have to pee?” Emily looked down at the precious hard raccoon length still snug in her grip. She tilted her head with a charmed smile, as if doting upon one of her babydolls. “Is that why your thingy’s hard?” She gave his member a gentle stroke between her fingers, just enough to make the delicate flesh of his foreskin envelope and retreat from his glans.
“O-oh g-gosh.” Theodore gasped and moaned, his knees shaking. His penis surged with warm tingly sensations, blurring the lines between pleasure and bladder pangs. “U-um, m-maybe.”
Emily giggled, his length flickered in her fingers like a flustered little fish. “I guess you have to pee really bad, huh?”
“Y-yeah…I think.” Theodore twisted and squirmed each delicious stroke, his body felt ready to burst. “Oh…I think it's about to come out…” He slurred.
“Wait, wait, I wanna hold it like how boys pee!” Emily skittered behind him, again resting her chin on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around him to aim his erection much like she saw the boys of the group pointing to pee earlier. “Ok, now go!”
“Mmfh…” Despite all the vague tingly feelings in his crotch, or perhaps because of it, Theodore had some difficulty getting his bladder started. To give it some help, he gave his sphincter an extra push. Blort! “Oops.” He chuckled, yet another rogue gas bubble burst between the pair.
“It's Ok!” Her knees shuffled, feeling those greasy bubbles tickle her slit again. “Even if it's really stinky.”
“It's coming now, I think.” Theodore never realized how strange it was to pee underwater. No distinctive sizzle of urine, no clear cut difference in sensations between the watery worlds inside and outside of him, and no designated aiming target to constrict him…er constrict Emily in this case. On a subtle tickle through his shaft, and then an incredible, silent warmth meandered around his waist.
“Ooooooh, I feel it!” Emily squirmed in that invisible balmy cloud.
“Me too.” That pleasant, emptying feeling of relief however felt exactly the same underwater as it did in the raccoon's natural dry habitat. Save for some intensified euphoria, given the helping paw squeezing his length. “O-oh…”
“I can feel your pee moving!” When Emily gave his stiff flesh a gentle squish, she felt the rushing liquids flowing within its center. And when she placed her paw directly in front of his glans, she felt the power of the stream colliding and pushing past her fingers. 
“Do you like it?”
“Yeah, it feels really nice.” The pair stayed like that for another 15 seconds, enjoying each other’s warmth and embrace in more ways than one, until Theodore’s stream finally came to an end.
“I think I'm done.” Emphasis on the word ‘think.’ The warm orbit of urine still surrounded them, the pleasure of an empty bladder was still very present, the only thing missing was the subtle tickle through his penis, which was easily confused under the vague tingles around his crotch.
“Wow I can still feel your pee…” Emily swished a paw back and forth through the heated water. “Eww.” She giggled as she raised her paw into the air, watching the drops fall back into the lake. Despite their grosser contents, it looked no different from the clear fresh lake waters around them. “Can I try doing one on you?”
“You mean…farting on me?” Despite just doing the ridiculous act himself, Theodore still felt a bit silly saying it outloud. Though getting to experience it piqued his curiosity. “Ok!” He said with a twitch of his member.
To his disappointment, Emily released his penis to step around him. But that was instantly forgotten when she backed up, and he flustered erection was enveloped in warm tender girl butt flesh. “O-oh my god!” He gasped. In a day full of amazing new feelings, this was hands down the best one.
“Ooh, it feels even weirder in my butt!” Emily too could barely stand still, it was a uniquely warm, firm, twitchy, yet exciting presence between her rump. “Stay still!”
“I-I’m trying, it's too tickly!” It was almost sensory overload for the most sensitive part of Theodore’s body. He couldn't stop his knees from shaking, nevermind how much his length kept bucking for attention. Though, each time it did, he could feel his glans bump something wrinkly in texture…is that Emily’s butthole? Woah, that's practically inside of her! And it's where her farts and…stuff comes from! Oh gosh, it felt so weird, yet so exciting! Mmmfh, he can't stop shaking, all of a sudden it got all tingly and hot in his crotch like he had to pee, but like…louder! But he just went, what does it mean?! Should he tell- “Hoh!” Suddenly Emily clenched, and all the softness surrounding his erection turned into the most intense, hot grip he's ever felt on his privates. He was stunned, silent, frozen, as something indescribably buzzed throughout his body.
Emily meanwhile was blissfully unaware of her grip on the raccoon, in more ways than one. “Now I can do it! Hrrrnnnng…”
Moments later a deep gurgle rumbled underwater, and Theodore’s penis was pelted with rapid but gentle mini explosions. The feeling that was already intensely welling up his body just surged over the edge. “Aaaaaah, hah, hah!” A new incredible pleasure exploded through his crotch, and shot up his spine. It was instantly followed by another, and another, and another, endless waves of intense ecstasy crashing through his body, turning his confused thoughts into a helpless mush that begged for more. His length furiously twitched within Emily’s welcoming flesh, demanding much of the same.
“Woah, you're really shaky Theo!” Emily looked back to see her friend with his eyes rolled back, seizing with a melting smile. “Theo?”
Jackie laughed at the silly display. “Emily broke him!” 
“Noooooo…I don't think I did.” Emily turned around, finally unlodging his length to shake his shoulders. “Theo? Theeeeeeoooo?”
“Ho-oh.” The waves of Theodore’s first orgasm slowly came down, though feeling someone’s touch, a girl’s touch, on his still sensitive body made them rise again for a brief moment, before gently wearing down, leaving him with a beautiful, heavenly peace. “Hehehe…”
“You Ok Theo?” Emily still had the same peppy smile, but her voice had a hint of almost motherly concern looking into his eyes.
“Yeah, u-um, I-I think I peed again…really hard.”
“It doesn’t feel any warmer…” Max mumbled, looking at the surrounding water with concern.
“I don’t see anything either!” Added Owen after a quick dip underwear to check.
“Did Emily break you?” Asked Jackie, looking him up and down, but especially down.
“No, but it felt really, really, good. My wiener’s super tingly now.” Theodore added that last part with another tired titter. 
Emily’s face beamed at the news she made a boy’s special place feel good. “Wow…cool!” She grabbed that special place once more, hoping to get another silly reaction.
Though, the reaction may have been too silly. “Haaah!” Theodore moaned out, splashing forward and stumbling onto the surprised gazelle.. “S-sorry…my legs feel like jelly right now heh.”
“Oops…I guess I did break you.” Emily hesitated, an amused half smile on her face as she tried to comprehend what she did to him. Is she magic, or did she just unlock a secret boy code? Either way…Theo’s kinda heavy. “Do you wanna go rest on the rocks?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Haaaah, I knew you broke him.” Jackie chuckled watching the pair slowly wade to the shore arm and arm. “Oooooh, they kinda look like they're gonna kiss!”
“Jackie?” Owen started up, a new eager glint in his eye. “Can you break me like that?”
“...A-and m-me too, next.” Said Max, his wagging tail defying his timid tone.
An evil laugh started building in Jackie’s throat as she looked between them. “Sure!”