“Oh my god…” Rachel’s face was steaming red behind her clasped paws.
	“Do you see Theo’s thingy?” Mia eagerly pointed at the nervously chuckling raccoon boy.
“She saw it already!” Theodore sat nude and open legged on the rocky shore before them, leaving nothing to the imagination. 
	“I-I see it.” Rachel answered her sister in a squeak.
“Did you see how cute and pink it is?” Asked Emily, who sat next to Theodore, all her fleshy folds and shapes more confidently on display. The brilliant white of her gazelle patterns only emphasized her privates’ pink hues. She reached over to give Theodore’s flaccid (for now) member a squeeze to demonstrate, giggling as she pulled back his foreskin like uncovering a prized toy. “I bet I could make it poke out again…”
“A-ah, s-she saw that tooo! Haaaaaa…” He helplessly writhed about, his length was still so sensitive from earlier.
“Oh my god!” The sight gave Rachel a weird feeling, for the second time today. Though this time she wasn’t filled with the same horror of Mia being so…inappropriate. This time she couldn’t look away…this time she couldn’t stop wondering what it must’ve felt like.
“Rachel, Mia!” Owen eagerly climbed from out of the lake, followed very closely by Jackie holding on to his shoulders. Rachel couldn’t keep her eyes off his thick bouncing otter bits. “You missed our game!”
“What was it?”
“I farted on him!” Jackie pridefully announced. The mini-red panda bared her even minier bits with the confidence of a giant.
Mia burst into laughter, while Rachel’s familiar cringing expression came back. Two similar ursuline faces, two completely opposite reactions. “...That’s a game?”
“Yeah! It felt really good!” Owen chirped.
“I farted on Max too!” Jackie added, pointing to the rottweiler skulking in the water. “But he’s too wimpy to say he liked it.”
“I-it felt weird!” Max meekly defended.
Mia’s face lit up. She cupped her mouth to shout: “Max! Show Rachel your thingy!”
“Um…” Max peered at her red-yet-blank-faced sister. “She won’t be mad?”
“No, she wants to see it!”
“I-I uh—” But before Rachel could counter that statement, the puppy had already happily taken that as an approval.
“Ok!” Like a switch, an eager smile appeared on Max’s maw and he charged onto shore. His shining black fur coat shedding water and his wet pawpads slapping the stone, he skittered right up to the older bear…and then all boyish excitement fizzled down into a bashful smile that mirrored hers. His penis started to feel all tingly and twitchy under her eyes. Gosh, m-maybe she’d touch it too…“D-do you see it?” 
“Yeah…” The squishy length was starting to grow firm, just like Theodore’s. And the stream of dripping lake water falling from the tip of his foreskin made it seem like Max was peeing. She trembled on the verge of giggling purely because it was the only way her brain knew how to react. Boys are just so weird…but in a good way, maybe.
“Max is peeiiiiiiiiing!” And Jackie’s accusation officially sent the brown bear into hysterics.
“No, noooooo it’s just water I promise!”
“Seeeeee?” Mia hugged her heaving sister. “I told you it’d be fun!”
“You’re all so weird…” Rachel sighed between her final chuckles.
	“I think you saw all the thingies…” Mia scanned every boy—and girl for that matter—around them, each one fully exposed in their birthday suits…except—“Caspeeeeeeer, can you show Rachel your thingy?”
 	The fennec boy, the only boy still in his undies, flashed pink. Even with his boxer-briefs on, he suddenly felt very exposed. “U-um, uhhhhh, I-I dunno…”
	Mia grabbed his arm, that usually convinces him. “Pretty pleeeeeeeeeease?”
	“Yeah Casper, show your butt!” Owen encouraged.
	“A-and your weiner.” Max added, feeling more twitches in his own.
	“Um…” Casper could only manage a single glance at Rachel before staring down at his feet. “Sorry Mia…” He offered a polite smile, one paw covering his bulge and the other nervously scratching his ear.
Dang, not even an arm grab-super pouty face combo worked…but Mia knew someone who could help. “Jacquelineeeeeee?”
	“Eugh!” Jackie gagged, likely genuinely. “Don’t call me that!”
	“Oops, sorry…can you make Casper show his thingy?”
	“What?” Casper wasn’t ready to hear that question.
	But Jackie was born ready. “Sure!”
	“Jackie, J-Jacqueline, don’t—hey!” A sneaky Mia held both of Casper’s arms behind his back, giggling through his flailing mound of tail fluff. His eyes grew wide watching the ravenous red panda approach. He twisted and tugged in Mia's grip, but his protective scout instincts wouldn't let him use his full strength to break out. He needed a formidable ally. “Rachel help!”
	“Ummmmm…” To Casper’s dismay, the bigger bear sister stared back at him with a hesitant blushy gaze. The kind that a shy cub would give a cake they were silently hoping to indulge in…and unfortunately, he was the cake.
	“Rachel?!” He was doomed. “No, no, no, no!” His cries fell on unsympathetic red ears, and he flinched when Jackie’s thumbs brushed his hips to tuck into his boxer-briefs. “Jack—” In just one second, the underwear was around his ankles, and his boy bits were exposed once again. Smooth, cut, floppy, a moderate length reaching about the 3rd knuckle of his index finger, and the same creamy tan of his underbelly. Or, at least it was tan before his entire body flushed.
	“Heheheheh, Casper’s weiner’s out!”
	“Aww, it’s the same color as your belly!”
	“Where’s the skin that covers the top?” Various voices commented and cheered.
	“You see it Rachel?!” Asked Mia, still holding back Casper’s now limp arms.
	“Uh-huh.” Rachel slowly nodded, her mouth still contorted in that eager half-giggle, while her tummy did somersaults. Of all the boys at the lake, he had the closest body to the men in those magazines at the store she’d always shield Mia’s eyes from. Lean, athletic, dare she even say a tiny bit manly, only counted by the boyish sized cut length jiggling between his legs. It almost felt unreal, it felt even more against the rules than what they were already doing! …And she still couldn’t believe that’s the same boy who gave her sister head pats!
	“Come see his butt!”
	That pervy suggestion triggered Casper’s consciousness, specifically his fight or flight. “Wha—” But before he could respond Jackie shoved him backwards. “Woah, woah!” He crashed into Mia and the pair roughly stumbled a few steps back. In the midst of the calamity his boxer-briefs were pulled off and under his tripping feet.
	“Ehehehehehe!” An absolutely elated Jackie held the prized underwear in the air to cheers and laughter abound. “I did it, I did it!” She took her trophy and scampered off to the lake, the other members of the group close in tow.
	“Jackie!” Casper hissed, so angry he forgot to use her full name. He shook his head watching them all pile into the water, his underwear—and lack thereof—was the last thing on his mind. He turned to Mia, his head in full protective scout mode. “Are you Ok Mia?” He laid paw on her shoulder and kneeled to survey the little bear for cuts. “Did you fall?”
	Mia blinked, briefly speechless. “No, I’m Ok.” Casper was so much different at eye level, and that gentle, nursing tone in his voice felt really good in her ears. Gosh, why couldn’t he be her big brother?! “Casper?”
	“Yeah?”
	That intimate eye contact made her cubby smile more shy. She almost felt too silly to finish what she was gonna say…but only almost. “...I like your butt.”
	Casper sighed, an exasperated but charmed grin appeared on his maw. At this point, nothing surprised him. “Thanks.” He said, petting her head as he rose to his feet. “Ugh…” He stretched, and then awkwardly settled out of it when he remembered the two girls staring at him. 
	“Your thingy wiggled!” Mia snickered while Rachel politely looked away, but her smile betrayed her true feelings.
“S-sorry.” Casper said, the only thing his frazzled head could think of. He turned to the lake for a well needed distraction. Even while naked—against his will—he couldn’t shake out of his cub scout leader instincts, and he did his first head count of everyone since he retrieved Rachel…wait…someone’s missing. “Hey, where’s Becky?” He called out to the group.
	“Uhhhh, she went further up there!” Emily answered, pointing to the line of trees further up stream.
	“How long ago?”
	“I dunno…I think 10 minutes?”
	“Nah it was more like an hour.” Theodore said.
	“But we haven’t even been here for an hour.” Max countered.
	“It was 2 hours!” Owen offered a theory.
	“It was all the hours!” Jackie finished.
	Suffice to say, none of their answers were helpful. Casper needed to go investigate. “I’ll be back. No diving, no running on wet rocks, and no walking off too far!”
	“Ok nerdy butt!” Jackie called out to his nude backside.
	“And no pushing anyone!” He added with a final huff, promptly lowering his tail.
	It was an immense feeling of relief those long minutes later when he finally disappeared into a tree line, cutting off their view. It was one thing to have communal showers with other scout boys, it was another thing to have teasing friends—including girls—gawk and comment on his assets. But never mind that now, he has a mission.
	The rough branches and roots under his bare footpaws no longer bothered the hardened scout, just another aspect of the great outdoors. After walking a good distance away from the shore, he paused and strained his long fennec ears. Beneath the soft constant drum of the river was the sound of leaves crunching nearby. “Becky?” He called out.
	“Yeah? Casper?” 
	“Yeah, it’s me!” He answered with a bounce on his toes and a rise in his tone. She sounded really close by, he started walking towards the direction of her voice. “Where are you?”
	“Um…I’m-”
	“Oh!” Casper was hit with a jarring punch of déjà vu to the chest. Once again, he found Becky squatting in a clearing, and once again, they both made shocked wide-eye contact with each other. Only this time, there was even less clothes between the two of them, and Casper had the ‘luck’ of approaching directly in front of her. Casper caught a single, hurried glance between her open legs, too quick to recognize any of the subtle shapes in her tan coloration. “Sorry!” But it still left his heart fluttering when he scrambled behind the nearest tree. “Sorry, sorry, sorry!”
	“No, no, it’s Ok!” Becky answered quickly. “I didn’t, uh, start yet.” She added with a chuckle. “And…a-are you naked?”
	Just when Casper thought his heart couldn’t beat any faster, he forgot about his current ‘wardrobe.’ “Oh yeah…they kinda ‘convinced’ me.” He used a very generous word. “Um…did you see anything?” He felt numb looking down at his twitching privates. He really hoped they were nice enough for her.
	“Yeah.” Becky replied with a giggle that made Casper’s stomach drop. Was that from a good funny or a bad funny? “But I saw your, um, stuff already when Jackie pantsed you…remember?”
	“Oh yeah…” Maybe that meant it was a good funny? …Right?!
“And since…I saw your…you know, twice already…it’s Ok if you see m-mine.”
	Oh. A tingle traveled up Casper’s spine, and his brain went into overdrive trying to analyze the peek her saw earlier. Just a vague blur of girl flesh…and now he could go in for a better look! But…isn’t she kinda…busy, right now? “A-aren't you p-pooping?”
“No, no!” Her voice pitched slightly, possibly flooding with flashbacks to earlier. “Only pee this time!”
For some reason, confirming the movement sent more sparks alight in his crotch. There was gonna be stuff coming out of Becky’s stuff! Ung, his wiener was getting so stiff it was hard to stand still. “D-do you want me to watch?
	“O-only if you want to!” The word ‘want’ came out of her mouth with an emphatic intonation, certainly an eager invite.
	And indeed Casper wanted to, so bad in fact that it made his knees quiver. He gulped, quickly brushing down his fur and making sure his tail fluff looked neat. “Ok…I-I’m coming out…” He delicately padded around the tree, feeling nervous, eager, a mess, and locked eyes once again with Becky. She squatted in the center of the trees, thighs wide open, the beams of sunlight making her silky blonde hair shine. Casper’s smile was more nervous, her smile more demure, though through the timidness on both of their faces were hints of the gentle, friendly encouragement unique to sympathetic older cubs. However, as he drew closer and the picture of her body became more defined, Casper’s eyesight was directed lower.
	He was already familiar with her budding breasts from the grand display earlier, but he couldn’t help pausing her soft, supple chest before continuing down her curves. The manilla color of her underbelly started just above her squatted knees, it traveled down the width of her athletic meaty thighs, before fanning out at her hips to travel up her torso and over her crotch. And at the exact center of her spread thighs were the two soft, fleshy, juicy looking lips of her labia, parted oh-so-slightly to show the moist pink inside. The fur radiating from her slit had a reddish tinge, suggesting the sensitive tenderness of that lush flesh. Mmmfh, all the smoothing down of his tail was quickly undone. He had seen the other girls earlier, but Becky was something special. She looked so carved yet so soft, so strong yet so dainty, so sporty yet so pretty. She hadn’t even peed yet, but Casper imagined her privates were already so wet inside…
	“Woah.” 
Becky’s gasp made him pause. Casper blinked, finding himself standing 5 feet away from her, his crotch at her face level…but looking down, his straining erection helped shorten that distance by a couple inches. Becky leaning her wide-eyed face ever so closer shaved even more off. “S-sorry.” He mumbled, turning his hips slightly so his twitching member didn’t poke at her so rudely.
Becky strained her neck trying to keep a good view on it. “That’s what happens when boys like stuff, right?”
Casper looked away, scratching his chin and shyly smiling like he was just caught with his paw in the cookie jar. “Yeah…sometimes.”  
She giggled. “You’re so cute Casper.” ‘Cute?’ ‘So cute?’ Oh gosh, nnngn, his wiener twitched so hard. His knees were gonna give out at this rate. “I guess you really wanna watch me huh?” She asked with a hint of tease.
“O-only cause you want me to!” His attempt at a playful retort collapsed through his trembling nerves. But Becky’s chuckles sounded charmed anyway.
“Ok, Ok I'm gonna start…” She sat deeper in her squat and her brows took on a slight squint of concentration.
Casper's ears bounced, he swore he could see twitches from inside her tender pink. But after a few silent moments, no golden stream came. “You don’t have to go?”
	“I do but…it’s kinda hard when you’re looking…” She mumbled, a bashful buck toothed smile forming.
	“Oh! Uh, I-I can turn around!”
	“No, no, I want you to—I-I mean it’s Ok! Just…let me…mmh…” Prrrpt! “Oh!” Her face popped out of its focused scrunch. “Sorry!”
Casper covered his mouth to stop a full throated laugh at the poor girl. “I-it's Ok.” The neurons in his brain, however, couldn't help but notice how her tailhole twitched and puckered on that poot. How…interesting.
“I forgot boys like gross stuff.” Becky said, wryly smiling in spite of the burning pink on her face. “Oh gosh…” She sighed as a shaky pee stream finally started to flow.
“It's not gross, it's natural!” Casper kneeled down, his erection thumping his belly. “Just like this…” He peered as close as he could while keeping his face dry. A wide, hissing stream so gingerly shot out from the folds of her slit, it seems like she barely had to push it. The force of it caused a few more precious portions of pink to appear from behind her labia. “Wow…” He whispered, completely enchanted.
“It’s so loud.” Becky mumbled. The gurgling hiss of her stream seemed to fill the entire forest.
“Girls are always loud.” An observation Casper noticed from the multiple ‘bathroom’ breaks today. “Does it feel good?” The question left his maw before he even had time to think about it. “I-is that weird to ask?”
“It does…” She chuckled shyly. “I really had to pee again when we were all undressing, but it felt so weird to leave. You ever hold it for so long it’s all tingly when you pee?”
“Y-yeah…” That information bounced around in Casper’s head watching the flow continue. The sides of her slit seemed to tremble slightly with the sensation. “But I meant…nevermind.”
“What?”
“It’s weird.”
“We’re already weird.” Becky chuckled as her stream started to lose strength.
Her smile gave him some renewed confidence, she did say he was ‘cute.’ “Well…I meant ‘cause it’s loud, does that mean you feel it kinda…squirting through your…stuff?”
“Oh.” She couldn’t hold back her snickers.
“I told you it was weird!”
“No, no, it’s Ok!” Her flow at this point was reduced to a lazy dribble. Casper, already feeling nervously giggly, had to bite his tongue not to laugh at the pee dripping down her crack. “I always feel it coming through my ‘stuff,’” she answered, teasing his boyish inflections. “But it only hisses when I really have to pee and it comes out fast.”
“Oh…” Casper trailed off in the same tone as when his scoutmaster tells him an interesting fact. “Are you finished?”
“Almost, I just gotta…” Becky huffed, and with a twitch of her tailhole out came—PBBRRRPPT! “Ah!”
“Eww-hew-hew-hew!” Casper launched back from his perch, tittering like a kindergartner.
Becky instantly flushed pink. “I-I thought boys liked it!”
“What?” The notion seemed to make Casper laugh more. “You’re weird!”
“Boys are weird!” She taunted back. “But s-sorry, I didn’t think it’d be that loud…or smelly.” She fanned a paw between her open-legs, her grin looking contrastingly polite.
“It’s Ok, it’s natural!” Casper’s beaming, welcoming scout grin too contrasted his undiminished erection. “And girls are always loud.”
“Noooo, boys are louder at that!” Becky looked down at her drizzling crotch. “Ah jeez, I wish I brought toilet paper.”
“Oh yeah, sorry. I would’ve brought some if I knew you were…going, hehe.”
“It’s Ok, I think I can…” She bounced and shimmied at her knees. She sucked her lips trying not to laugh, probably knowing it looked as silly as it felt. 
Lucky for her, Casper provided all the giggles she needed. “What are you doing?”
“T-trying to shake the drops off!” She replied, failing to hold back her chuckles. 
Casper squinted at her privates, he saw the occasional twinkle of a droplet flying off the moist pink of her slit, but most of the moisture otherwise slipped into her surrounding fur. “I don’t think it’s working…” He got lost in watching the flex of her thigh muscles, every part of her bottom half was so athletic, almost like a supermodel.
“Ah…jeez.” Becky paused to look down at her crotch. “Oh well, it’ll dry.” She stood up, trying to ignore the feeling of awkwardness burning away in her throat. “Boys are lucky, it’s so easy for you to pee anywhere.”
“Maybe but…” Casper searched his head for resolutions as he stood up with her. “At least girls get to sit all the time, which is comfier!”
“Boys can sit too!”
“Y-yeah but…at least girls are less gross, and…pretty.” The last word hesitated in his mouth, his eyes briefly lost in hers. 
“Well, boys can be pretty too…” Becky edged closer with a warm smile, it made Casper tremble. W-what was she doing? They were nearly close enough to kiss, s-should he—“Pretty cute.” She added with a pinch of his cheek.
“Ow…” Though Casper chuckles as he rubbed the side of his face.
“Is your uh…penis gonna go back to normal?” She asked, gently gesturing to his erection as if not to upset it.
“Oh…” He forgot all about his hard-on, too infatuated by its very source.
Becky gasped as it twitched. “It waved at me again!” She said behind the paws over her mouth, trying not to laugh.
“I-it uh…I-I dunno.” Casper sheepishly smiled, nervously scratching behind an ear. “It just kinda goes away on its own…but sometimes it takes a while.”
“Oh…” Now was Becky’s turn to trail off, she bent down slightly for a better look. “So, what happens if you have to pee but it won’t go away yet?”
“It’s really annoying, especially in the morning…” He looked away as he spoke. “Sometimes I can’t pee and just have to wait, other times I can’t hold it and have to sit and push it down or it makes a mess.” 
“So boys do sit sometimes.” She said with an intrigued smile. “That’s kinda cute.”
“You say everything boys do is cute…” Casper’s voice grew quieter, hearing so many nice things from a girl made it hard to speak. 
“Because it’s true! Especially when you do it.”
“Aw jeez…I-I’m not cute…” 
Becky giggled at the boy before her, his cheeks practically glowing as he struggled to maintain eye contact. And her burning question was about to make it worse. 
“Um…can I…c-can I feel it? Like what happened to Theo earlier?”
“W-what?” Casper felt ready to explode in both the best and worst ways.
His reaction sent her into awkward titters. “I-I just wanna know what Mia felt! But I’ll be gentler, I promise! And, uh…” Her voice grew low and demure. “You can touch mine too if you want…”
“Uh…” Casper tried to think, just to ensure he truly understood her too-good-to-be-true offer. But his head was spinning with nervous curiosity, and his crotch aching with excitement. “O-Ok.” Tumbled out of his mouth. 
Becky gave him that uniquely cubby, toothy smile that occurred just before a taboo was obliterated. She reached down an eager grabby paw, but hovered just an inch above contact. “So…do I just…” She angled the length of her palm to align with his shaft, and ever so gently wrapped her fingers around.
“Hah!” The fennec flinched like he was struck by lightning.
“Sorry!” Becky’s paw flew back from the angry appendage.
“N-no!” His length flexed, absolutely ablaze with needy tingles. “Y-you can touch it again!” He was on the verge of begging for it.
“Ok…” 
Becky inched her paw back even slower, it felt like forever to Casper, suddenly hungry with something he never knew he needed. But when the soft warmth of her paw so tenderly enveloped him, time ceased to exist. “O-h my god…” He huffed, his mouth lolling open.
“Woah.” Becky’s soft voice contrasted the fascinated grin on her face. “How does it feel?” 
“G-good.” It was better than good. It was like all the warm, good feeling nerves in his body all focused their energy to his crotch. It made him take deep breaths, it made his toes curl, and it made his tummy go fluttery. Just the small pressure of her paw made him feel like he was gonna explode, but in a good way? Maybe? “H-how does it f-feel to you?”
“It’s weird…” She replied sweetly, feeling the needy throb and his hitched breaths resonate through his boyhood. “It's all stiff…but also kinda squishy…and really warm…and twitchy.” She ran a thumb along the meatiest portion of his shaft.
That sudden shot of pleasure had Casper shivering. “H-hooooh…” He moaned, his eyes briefly rolling back. “O-oh jeez,” He quickly covered his muzzle. “Sorry.”
Becky mirrored his action to stifle a laugh. “Gosh, boys are so cute…” She took gentle strokes up and down his shaft, studying the shifting, overwhelmed expression on his face. “You all get so squirmy and shy when girls touch your parts.”
“N-not, t-true!” He smiled through that obvious fib.
“But how come yours doesn’t have the skin thing at the end like the other boys?”
Through the haze of arousal, a lump rose in Casper’s throat realizing he was being compared to the other boys. Becky really was paying attention to all of them…he hoped his parts were her favorite. “I-I dunno, d-do you wish I did?”
“Hmmm…” She tilted her head. “Nah, it looks kinda weird on them. I really like how I can see every part of your penis.” She said, dragging a finger along his circumcised length and grinning like it was a new toy. 
“Oh…”Casper breathed a sigh of relief, only to sharply inhale when she circled his glans.
“Sooo…” Becky’s confident streak slightly dimmed, her expression softened with hints of vulnerability. “Do you wanna feel my parts too?”
Casper’s ears perked up. The edges of his maw lifted with a giddy smile, it was his turn now. “Yeah…” His eyes traveled down her belly to the neat little slit between her legs. He was almost as lost as he was excited to start. “So should I just…” He stuck up a finger, just the implication of the act made him want to snicker. Bodies are so weird. “Stick it in?”
“Kinda,” Becky used her free paw to press two fingers against her labia and spread her lips apart. Casper’s mouth gaped open watching a moist sea of pink open up, with a shiny, slick string of translucent liquid bringing the folds. “It’s hard to see…” She rose on her tiptoes, trying to bring her crotch just a bit closer. “There’s a hole at the bottom, but you can kinda poke anywhere if you’re gentle.” Her cheeks burned red despite the casualty to her voice.
“Oh, O-Ok!” With a shaking paw, Casper ventured that finger lower and lower, those few seconds seemed to tick by in slow motion until finally…contact. “Woah.” Upon landing, his finger brushed right against the little nub of her clitorus. 
“Oh!” Becky flinched, nearly hopping off the ground with her strong lagomorph legs. 
“Heh, just like what happened to me!” Casper tread lightly as he traced the various folds of her insides.
“Y-you’re r-really twitchy n-now.” The bunny giggled in between gasps. Her paw pulse squeezed Casper’s length in tandem with her own waves of pleasure. “H-how does it feel?”
“It’s weird…” He answered with a cheeky smile. It was both exactly what he expected, and something else entirely. It was just as sticky, and tender, and warm as it looked, but at the same time, there were more textures than he expected, more gentle bumps, more soft lumps, and touching each and every one of them had the bunny twitching. “And I think I’m almost…oh!” He gently prodded at the opening of her vagina with the tip of his paw-padded finger, and the ultra slick surface provided something akin to suction force that swallowed his digit in.
“Ho-oh m-my god…” Becky tensed, inside and out, her paw squeezing tight around Casper’s member.
“I-it’s so w-wet inside…” He slurred. A clear viscous liquid drizzled down from the base of his finger. Inside Becky, deeper inside of her, it wasn’t just wet, it was hot. And there was so much more movement than he expected. So much pulsing, squeezing, twitching, tugging, and Casper felt every little bit of that raw need deep in his core, and he didn’t even know it yet. 
“I-it happens when I r-really like s-something…” Becky slurred back, her thighs squirming around his paw like she had a bursting bladder. 
“M-me?” Casper asked, or thought he asked, trying to investigate if that ‘something’ was him. His head was in such an intense overload of feelings he was unsure if the word came out. But it didn’t matter, he already knew the answer. “B-Becky…” Oh gosh, he was suddenly filled with a weird, kinda good feeling…kinda really good feeling. That tingling, buzzing, fiery itch in his loins sparked by Becky’s touches started to grow exponentially, a big pulsing glowing tingle that kept rising and rising and rising in his privates, engulfing his crotch and getting more intense by the second, threatening to burst right of him! Oh gosh, his knees were gonna give out, oh gosh he was about to explode. “Becky…” Oh gosh, he was about to pee everywhere! “Becky, Becky, Becky!”
“W-what?”
“I-I…nnnngh.” Teary eyed, Casper felt that feeling right on the edge of no return, when his muscles could hold back no longer. He groaned, his face contorting as he channeled all of his will power…his demanding body barreled through it like tissue paper. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry—” Just a second later, he exploded. “Aaaaaah!” 
He threw his head back as wave after wave of absolute blinding pleasure crashed through him, involuntarily rising on his toes to desperately buck his hips against Becky’s paw, chasing that incredible euphoric feeling for dear life. The feeling just kept going and going, rising and falling, rocking his body down to his soul, while his excited boyhood just pulsed and surged as hard as it could, trying to bury into the soft, welcoming girl touch that gripped it. 
Casper’s breaths grew short and shuddery, his tongue stretched out of his snout, reaching upwards for his nose, his premature body trying to cope with the rush of feelings just as the waves hit their peak. “Aaaaah…mmmmm…” Moans escaped the overwhelmed fennec, feeling the next wave of his orgasm shrink ever so slightly in intensity from the last. His body was slowly shifting from the mind numbing fiery pleasure to a calm, warm zen, like every anxiety was leaving his body, along with the feeling in his legs. “Becky…” He mumbled, stumbling forward and holding onto her shoulder with his free paw. 
“C-Casper?” The stunned bunny wrapped an arm around him in a sloppy supportive hug, his still erect, twitching penis pressing against her hip. 
“H-hah, ooh.” He shuddered, that touch was enough to evoke another two excited bursts. He bit his lip for the few seconds it took to roll through his body.  “O-oh my god.” He sighed, leaning back against her shoulder. He closed his eyes and waited for every bit of that fire to leave his loins. “Mmmmm….” The breeze felt so good on his body…Becky’s warmth felt so good underneath him. He didn’t want to ever leave that moment.  
“Casper? Are you Ok?”
“Oh, yeah…” The mortified fennec leaned off her and tried to step away, but found his finger was still embedded between her thighs, every little movement making her fidget. “S-sorry.” He mumbled, pulling his finger out with a slick sound. 
“Oh…” Becky shivered at the feeling, and managed a charmed, twitchy smile. “It’s Ok, I’m glad I didn’t hurt you or something. I got kinda scared.”
“Oh no, I’m fine!” Casper stood up straight and putting on a brave face despite the weakness in his legs. “But, um, I-I didn’t pee on you right?”
“What? No!” She chuckled at the silly boy. “Is that what you thought happened when you got all…shaky?”
“I dunno, it felt like something came out my…uh, you know…and it really felt like a lot, like really a lot, but…I guess not?”
“Well, when you were really shaky, your finger also went really shaky in my vagina and it also kinda felt like I had to pee for a while…it still kinda does.” She looked down at her slit, dribbles of a viscous liquid shined on her labia and inner thighs fur. She couldn’t help but brush her fingers along her slit. “Mmfh…” She let out a soft whimper, dots of liquid falling from where she traced. “Um…Casper?” She looked up at him, her face red and vulnerable, needy, begging.
That face alone reawakened a slight spark of desire between Casper’s legs. “Y-yeah?”
Becky opened her slit once more, the folds looked substantially more saturated this time, quite literally drooling. “Can you…put your finger back in? J-just for a little while…”
“O-oh, uh…” Casper blinked, briefly frozen looking into her juicy nexus, the blood already flowing again between his legs. “Ok.” His nerves made it sound more like a question. He stepped back to her, the exploration that felt somewhat silly earlier now felt more…tense. Not in the bad, angry way, but like in a heavy, focused way, mutually shared. Like he was on a mission that he couldn’t fail for her. 
With a gulp, he slowly carefully breached her folds, and immediately his digit slipped back in without effort. She was so sopping wet, it genuinely took him aback. And her slit made greedy slick squelching sounds as it accepted him all the way back in, like it wanted him back in. Like she wanted him.
“O-oh m-my g-god…” Becky babbled, before covering her mouth with a shy fluster. She trembled as the top of his paw bumped against her clitoris. “S-sorry, t-that just feels…really, really good.”
“Really?” Casper asked, wide eyed and soaking up every inch of validation—his fingers did so quite literally. He watched intently as he started to move his finger in slow rhythmic strokes…out…then back in…out…then back in, making sure to press her erect little clit button each time, she seemed to really like it. 
“Y-yeah, hoh, k-kinda like I have to pee, hah, b-but…” She bit her lip as her increasingly slick thighs trembled, trying to find the words but only finding want. The search quickly faded into a melting smile of need and nerves. “Aah, I-I dunno, it just feels really good!”
Casper chuckled at her tonal shifts, he’s never seen Becky so goofy. Nor so…this. Such a mess of hot red pleasure, all caused by him…augh, he was starting to throb again. “I know what you mean.”
“O-oh my god, I-I, it-it’s getting, I feel it…”
“Like you really have to pee?!” The fennec’s floofy tail wagged, so eager she was about to share his moment too. And he could feel it coming too, her insides starting to squeeze, the pulses getting stronger, her walls trying to pull him right back in on each stroke up. He went faster, his mouth falling into an excited open pant. He was gonna give her the same wild ride she gave him.
“Yes, yes! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god—” He felt it. Casper felt the exact moment she reached her peak. When her pelvic muscles seized, her walls squeezed, and she humped right into him. Just one hump and she exploded. “Aaaaah!” 
Eyes wide and rolled back, maw gaped open panting out breathy moans, her whole body shuddering, hips bucking and bucking, grinding her clitorous against his knuckles again and again. Her greedy insides squeezed and pulsed around Casper’s digit, wave after wave milking it for every ounce of precious boy it gave her.
“Becky…” Casper whispered, partly to her, partly to himself, partly to no one. He wasn’t even moving his paw anymore, Becky’s hunger did all the work. He could practically feel the fiery tingles of pleasure ravaging the tender flesh, every ounce of it clawing for more of him. Clear liquids drizzled endlessly down his paw, giving every ravenous contact with her crotch a messy, splashing squelch. His own penis twitched, so achingly hard yet again, desperately longing for something his little head didn’t yet understand.
Gradually, she started to descend from that peak. The pulses slowing, her moans growing quieter, and her thrusts went still as she simply savored the remains of her orgasm. Casper could still feel the shivers echoing through her hips, the final twitches of her insides. And her face, it had calmed from the dramatic wide eyed frenzy of lust to something more softly pink, but the look in her eyes, still so raw and vulnerable, was enough to give Casper shivers. 
“Oh my god, oh my god…” Becky panted out, holding on to his shoulders. Casper blinked, when did her paws get there? He also came to realize that his finger was still inside her, her insides still warm and welcoming, but spent with exhaustion. His digit all too easily slipped out of the dripping wet slit. “Ah!” Becky let out a quick yelp, barely above a whisper but it was enough to make the fennec flinch. “Oh my god…” She sighed once more, draping herself forward on Casper’s shoulder.
“B-Becky?” The little fennec was helpless covered in so much girl. Her chin on his shoulder, cheek touching burning cheek, her soft developing chest against his, his nervous paws gaining grip around her modest hips, while her thigh triggered twitches of interest from where it pressed between his legs. He could’ve collapsed into a giddy puddle of confusion right then and there. But, he stood strong for her. “Um…did it feel good?” He asked, aiming his voice, soft and shy, directly into her long ear.
A beat. “...Yeah.” Becky leaned off of him to make eye contact.“It felt…really good.” She added with a sweet, thankful grin that showed her buckteeth.
Casper’s tail gave an excited swish, oh gosh he could jump for joy. He didn’t know what he did, but he did it. “Did it feel like you had to pee?”
Her eyes twinkled. “Yeah, it kinda did! I know what you mean now!”
“Yeah, yeah!” Now he actually did jump for joy.
“It was like I had to pee but…deeper, and then it got all intense like I was about to explode! And…I kinda did? It felt like I did, and it felt so good, oh my god.” Casper held a permanent smile watching her dramatic retellings, he’s never seen the suave bunny so animated. And it was him who made her feel this way. “But it’s so weird, why’d it feel like that? I peed earlier, I didn’t have to go again…or did I?” She paused to look down between her legs and saw the glistening sheen on her upper thighs…and then the shine on Casper’s paw. “Oh my god…did I pee on you?”
“Uh…” Casper didn’t know what that wet stuff leaking out of her was, but it sure didn’t look like pee. And the scent teasing his nose didn’t smell like it either. “No, I don’t think you did.”
 “You don’t think I did?” She covered her mouth and broke into giggles at the ridiculousness of it all. “Oh my god, I peed!”
“No, no!” Those giggles were contagious. “It happened to me too! I promise you didn’t!” Casper pulled her into a reassuring hug. They stayed like that for a bit. Letting all the giggles out, letting the endorphins fade and the breeze cool their fur, basking in the sweet sweet feeling of a shared experience. It was nice. So, so, nice. The indulgent cub in him wished this moment could last forever, but the responsible older cub scout in him knew it couldn’t. 
“Becky?”
The bunny in question pulled away to look at him, her expression looked so serene and genuine, so pretty. Casper simply stared back, the words caught in his throat. They stayed in that silence until Becky’s new giggles broke the tension. “What?”
He blinked, a fresh blush appearing on his light orange cheeks. “S-sorry, I’m being weird.” 
Becky stepped out of the hug with a final charmed titter. “All boys are weird…but some are cute.” She weaved her fingers together and pushed her palms to the sky in a full body stretch. 
Casper ogled every inch of her form as those muscles shifted, another spark of interest reawakened from down below. But the rest of him was more than ready to relax…plus he was getting a bad feeling about leaving others by themselves for too long. “Do you wanna head back?”
“Yeah…” Becky walked a few steps away and bent over for her panties in the grass, Casper was sure to catch an eyeful of that moment. She gave her underwear a brief thoughtful look before ultimately keeping them in her paw. “You ready?” She casually offered her free paw.
Casper blinked, it was the most tame part of her body that she’s offered in the past 10 minutes and yet it gave him the most pause. But, after he found the bravery to accept it, he hoped to keep it forever.