(Fox gets nutted by a Skunk cub girl)
Babysitter Pink


“Now, are you going to behave for the babysitter?” A well dressed skunk asked as he crossed his arms. He sternly looked past his wireframe glasses at his daughter, a young skunk lass of six years. His dress shoe clad feet tapped at the floor as the young girl shifted uncomfortably in place. She lowered her head and nodded, “Yes daddy, I promise.” her little black paws clutched at the hems of her dress, trying to hide the thick night time diaper. “I’m dead serious, young lady. I don’t want a call interrupting my date again.” The skunk smiled and reached down gently rubbing the girl’s head. “If you are good I’ll take you someplace special,” He kissed his daughter’s cheek before heading out the door.
“Yes daddy,” the child sighed as she watched her daddy leave like he had every third Friday night since her parents divorced and wouldn’t be back till Sunday night. As the door closed the little girl crossed her arms and counted. The new babysitter would open the door in five minutes, just like every other one I scared off she thought to herself. Even now she could hear her father talking with whoever was supposed to take care of her over the weekend. As she reached 250 seconds in her count her mind conjured the image of a scary old badger mum, sent here to keep her in line. As the door creaked open just as she reached 300 seconds an embarrassing warmth flooded the front of her diaper. “Oh come on,” she whimpered as the tall form of a red fox stepped inside and closed the door.
The large canine was wearing a pair of shorts and a simple t-shirt. “Why hello. You must be Isabella. I’m Jacob,’ he smiled leaning over the young girl. The fox’s eyes were crimson, almost with a demonic glow to them as he greeted his young charge. “Oh, my I think we have a piddle girl,” his nose twitched as he slipped his paws under the skunk’s arms and gently carried her to a table. Isabella remained frozen stiff as she was lifted, this wasn’t how she planned for things to go. Leaving a trail behind her, Isabella’s face was flushed red from embarrassment as she was laid out and her thick night time padding was opened with a soft crinkle. The sharp scent of skunk urine burned at his nostrils as he reached under the table for wipes.
Isabella pouted as she was laid out and her diaper opened without so much as a please, may I? She shivered as the cool air washed over her damp exposed nethers. The little skunk grinned softly the moment the fox looked away, this wasn’t the first time she dealt with an over confident male babysitter. She switched back to a helpless expression as the fox wiped her crotch. “Cold,” the skunk muttered as the fox slid the soggy diaper out from under her and replaced it with a fresh one. “Does that feel better?” Jacob asked as he secured the small tabs across the front of the diaper.
The little skunk nodded softly as she was set on the ground. “Lets see here, your dad said bed at 7:30 P.M and it's already 7:15 so let’s get you ready for bed.” The fox smiled, glad it looked like another easy job. “Awws, I don’t wanna,” Isabella pouted and stomped her foot on the ground. The babysitter sighed, “Spoke too soon,” he muttered thinking hard. “Tell you what; if you are real quiet you can stay up for another hour. Deal?” Praun grinned, knowing most kids would jump on the offer right away. Isabella crossed her arms and stared at the fox. “You won’t tell daddy?” she asked sternly while stamping her right paw foot. The fox sighed, “I promise. Now go play and let me watch TV for a bit.” 
The skunk smiled, her bushy striped tail wagged as she skipped off to her room. Jacob watched her leave before flopping on the large couch. “I need one of these,” he muttered as he started to flip through a ridiculous amount of cable channels on the fifty inch tv crowding the living room. After several passes over the guide the fox flipped the tv of, “So many channels and nothing worthwhile to watch. I wonder if they have movies.” The fox looked back towards the hallway to see Isbella standing, a small stuffed fox tucked under her arm. “Ready for bed?” He asked the little girl who shakes her head. “No no Can you come play house with me?” The young girl begged, batting her eyes at the big fox.
“Oh, fine we can play for a bit then bed.” Jacob let Isabella take his paw and led him to her bedroom. The girl’s room was fairly typical of a little cub’s; plush toys and dolls tossed on the bed, toys everywhere, a princess backpack hung neatly in the closet. As he was led to a small corner where a few plush animals sat he noticed a dress already laid out. “Hey,” he exclaimed nervously as the skunk closed the door. The dress looked only slightly too small for the vulpine as Isabella giggled.
“Put it on. Mommies wear dresses and daddy’s wear hats,” she pointed to the expensive looking top hat she had placed on her head. The hat was far too large as it covered almost her whole face. Embarrassed, the babysitter tried to slip the dress over his t-shirt but the garment refused to fit. He looked over at a very eager looking cub and sighed, he set the dress aside and started to pull his shirt off. As the shirt was pulled upwards his thin teen chest and stomach was exposed. After tossing his top to the side the vulpine pulled the dress over his head. It still was a tight fit but with a little tugging he managed to get his arms and head through the proper holes. 
“What now?” he asked as Isabella grinned, sitting next to him. “We play house silly mommy.” She held up a stuffed animal and shoved it in the fox’s paws. Unsure what to do, Jacob lifted the little badger up and smiled at the toy. The canine blushed while playing with the little skunk till she yawned. “Sleepy,” Isabella muttered as she dropped the stuffed fox she was pretending to be her doggy to the floor.  “Bed time,” Jacob scooped the skunk into his arms and gently laid her out on her bed. His paws hovered over the young girl’s padded crotch a moment longer before he pulled it away and gently placed the plush badger next to the sleeping cub. He gently tugged the dress off and laid it out before walking out, leaving his shirt on the bed as he would have to wake Isabella to retrieve it. 
Next morning found the babysitter cooking breakfast as the little skunk walked into the kitchen rubbing sleepy eyes. “Daddy?” She asked as she climbed up into a chair. “Nope Jacob, remember? Your babysitter?” The fox set a plate of grits and warm fruit in front of the cub. “Your daddy said you liked this the most.” The little skunk stared at the breakfast bowl before taking a bite. It definitely wasn’t as good as the way her daddy made it but it was better than most other babysitter’s made it. Jacob washed the dishes as the young girl ate while smiling.
“Is there something you want to play today?” The babysitter asked as he placed the last bowl into a cupboard. Isabella smiled and nodded. “I wanna play vet.’ She giggled before smoothing out the crinkled front of her diaper. “Daddy wants me to be a princess when I grow up but I really wanna be a doctor for doggies.” She blushed as she realized all she was wearing was a soggy night diaper. “Um can I get changed please?” The skunk squirmed as she was carried back to her bedroom. The foxxy babysitter gently laid the young girl out on her bed as he found a stack of clean diapers. “Which ones? The blue or the pink?” He asked while removing the cub’s soiled diaper. He tossed the soggy padding into the waste bin as the skunk pointed at the blue diaper with a blush on her face. “Are you sure you don’t want the pink one?” The young girl nodded. “Yeah daddy never lets me wear the blue ones he accidently bought. He says it's not a ladylike color. 
“Well if your daddy says no,” the fox started to grab for a pink diaper but an intense glare from his charge gave him the willies. “I want the blue ones. If you don’t I’ll tell daddy you wore mommie’s dress and touched my privates.” The skunk smirked as the fennec’s face turned a pale shade. “You set me up!” The babysitter cried, he had to admire the cub’s craftyness but he was terrified of what the little girl could do. Calmly he diapered the devious child in the blue diaper and sighed. “Now what?” A smirk that had no place on a six year old’s face made the canine shiver. “Strip,” she commanded as she pointed to the floor. 
“Yes, mam.” Jacob returned, his eyes a dampened smoulder as his shorts hit the floor. His diminutive fox bits were exposed and stunk of teen musk as he covered a four inch stiffy with his paws. The bossy little skunk pinched her nose, “You smell like that and we skunks get called stinky?” She pointed to the floor and watched as the babysitter stepped out of the shorts and bent down till he was on all fours. He whimpered as his only garments were scooped up and dumped out of his reach. He had no idea why he was playing along with the dominant cub, when he could just play the I’m bigger and in charge card. Still he couldn’t help moan as Isabella wrapped her paws around the smelly bag and tugged. “First we gotta wash you,” the skunk announced as let the whimpering fox’s balls go. “Be a good puppy and stay.” She commanded with princess-like authority as she waddled off to the bathroom to get cleaning supplies.
Jacob sighed looking around the room. It didn’t seem like he was in danger so he decided to humor the cub a bit longer. Besides his balls getting any kind of attention was much more enjoyable than jacking off after the kid went to bed. He settled into his pose and sniffed, nearly gagging on his own musk. “Yuck, she’s right I do need to bathe more often.” By the time Isbella returned Jacob’s knees and wrists were aching but he remained on all fours. The young girl was dragging a bucket with warm soapy water as she entered the room. After a few very unlady-like swears Isabella dipped the rag into the bucket and started to scrub over the teen’s balls and up his taint. The fox squirmed as the hot rag was pushed into his tailhole before being dunked into the bucket again. The freshly rinsed rag was then wrapped around his stiff red member, knot included disappearing in the cub’s paw as she squeezed firmly. 
“Oh!” the fox moaned as every inch of his groin was scrubbed till it was left raw and sore. Jacob let out a whimper as the dominant cub used a towel to dry his chafed cock. With his ass still up in the air the teen fox looked behind him watching as his charge dug a box out from under her bed. With a grin and a wag of her bushy tail the skunk opened the box. A bright pink collar and leash dangled from her paws as she emptied the box. The next thing to be pulled out made the fox’s heart race.
“Is that a?” He stammered as Isabella clicked the collar around his neck before slipping a wire muzzle over the canine’s muzzle. “Good boy,” the cub teased as the leash was attached to a small ring in the nose of the muzzle. “Come,” Isabella ordered as she gave the leash a tug. Jacob whimpered as the muzzle and leash pulled at his face till he started to crawl on all fours behind the skunk. The muzzled teen was led through the house and out into a fenced back yard. 
“Stay,” she commanded while tying the leash to a wooden support of a play castle. “Sheesh they really take the princess thing for real,” Jacob muttered as the skunk wiggled her way past a loose side panel. After a few tense moments the skunk cub wiggled out from under the castle dragging what looked like a large pair of pliers. Jacob gulped, even being over three times the size of the little girl, he was helplessly trapped. Isabella had him literally by the balls as she stood up, patting away the dirt from her diaper. He thought about screaming for help but remembered it wouldn’t be any use, the old Victorian house sat on a five acre plot of land, the nearest neighbors were almost a mile down the road. 
“Rwaf?” Jacob muttered through the muzzle as his testicles were tugged down to the bottom of their pouch. The pair of fox balls looked comically small even in the young girl’s paw as her fingers kneaded the fox’s testicle cords. “So small,” she teased working the tips of her small fingers up under the sheath to dig into the soft flesh. "It's like a baby's ball sack, no wonder you like little girls, you probably can't get any of the big girls to play with you."
Jacob whimpered as she dug her fingernails in deep enough to draw blood. She laughed, her fingers still kneading the soft flesh. "I bet this is really sensitive, isn't it? You're not even a proper boy!" Jacob was too scared to think straight while Isabella teased and tortured him. His eyes kept darting to the large tool laying next to the small skunk between squeezing them tightly shut whenever the sadistic cub’s fingers sent waves of nauseating pain up into his stomach. “Just get it over with,” he thought. The anticipation was far worse than the possible loss of his underwhelming maleness.
His dick however had a mind completely of its own. The more its companions was probed and teased the harder it got. It didn’t change the fact it was still a measly four inches despite being at full attention and drooling musk laden precum. “Such a naughty puppy,” Isbella teased with a sing-song tone as she picked up the pliers. “We can take care of that,” the little skunk surprisingly wielded the large emasculation device with ease. “Oh? This?’” It's called a burdizzo. I got it from a rancher when daddy took me to ride horses. Was pretty easy to hide too.” 
The smile and giggle that followed sent shivers down the fox’s spine. This wasn’t some game she was playing. It was real, and she had been planning for some time. The click of the steel jaws made the young male as he felt Isbella’s paw on his tiny jewels once again. “Will you even notice when they are gone?” she teased as she positioned Jacob’s scrotum between the open jaws. “Oh look you are small enough to do both at once. This was made to do real male’s, like big horses. It should do a tiny fox with ease,” she teased mercilessly. Jacob’s will to struggle shrunk by the moment, while his hard dick twitched with eager enthusiasm. The fox knew he was defeated the moment the cold steel jaws of the plier-like tool kissed his pouch.
A few more tugs, gentle like a lover’s embrace made sure the cords were lined up just right. “Ready?” Isabella cooed in the fox’s ear. The only response her babysitter turned doggy was a soft whine. “Nothing to say?” she asked, placing her small paws on the handles of the burdizzo. “Well then might as well get it over with.”  With a small grunt the girl leaned over the handles using the weight of her small frame to snap the device closed.
“Holy fuck!” Jacob screamed into his muzzle as a loud crunch followed by a wave of pain made him nauseous. He swallowed the unpleasant bile that churned up from his gut as tears dripped down his face. His sensitive ears heard the click as the burdizzo locked in place, sealing his fate as a castrated toy from some pretty princess cub.
“That wasn’t supposed to happen,” Isabella spoke with puzzlement as she bent down to scoop up the marble sized bloody orbs that had spilled out onto the ground. Curious the skunk made a face as she sniffed the musky orbs. “Eww, here” the cub trotted around the fox to loosen  his muzzle just enough for the fox to open his muzzle in protest. Before he could speak his former testicle were shoved between his teeth. “Murgph!” he managed to get out before the strap was pulled tight. His jaws came down on the small balls of fox maleness till they popped splattering the roof of the fox’s muzzle with a rich coppery taste of blood. It was too much for Jacob and passed out.
Epilogue
   
When Jacob woke he found himself lying on the couch nude except for the collar around his neck. Immediately his paws shot up to his muzzle feeling for the cloth that had restrained his jaws. His fingers only felt fur and he sighed. “Maybe it was all a dream?” he muttered. A deep knot of nausea in the pit of his stomach and lingering bitterness on his tongue told him he should check any ways. With a trembling paw the fox explored between his legs. Sheath, slightly sticky, penis, that all checked out he thought as his finger brushed against something coarse. What’s that? His mind raced as he felt lower and winced as he felt a stab of pain. Oh fuck it wasn’t a dream. The brat really did neuter me. His brain screamed at him, when suddenly his pants were thrown into his face.
“Quick get dressed daddy will be home soon.” Isabella looked panicked as she was standing in her usual pink diaper. Jacob pulled his clothes on just in time for the door to open and for a well dressed skunk to walk in. “Remember no tattling or I’ll tell daddy about touching me,” Isabella hissed at the teen before running to greet her daddy.
“There’s my princess!” the skunk happily scooped up his daughter and planted a kiss on her cheek. “Were you a good girl?” he asked more for Jacob to hear than Isabella. The little skunk shot a glare at the fox who stood up a little wobbly. “She was the,” he gulped. “The perfect little princess.” He used the collar of his shirt to hide the collar as the intimidating father approached him with Isabella in his arms. “Really?” he asked, to which Jacob nodded.
“Well then. Here,” the skunk pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it to the fox. “Would you like to come back?” he asked as Isabella nodded. “Yeah I like him daddy. He’s really nice. Please come back,” Isabella smiled at Jacob. The poor teen was torn between the loss of his pride and balls and the huge wad of cash. “I will come back. Same time next month sir?” 
The skunk nodded as his daughter clapped with a grin. She had done it. She got her own puppy and fixed him herself. After the teen had left she was lifted up to face her daddy. “I’m so proud of you. As I promised I will take you someplace special next week.” He handed the little girl a flyer. The moment it touched her paws she knew she was in heaven. Right there in bold letters it read; Veterinary Camp.