Things between Skate and Hawkbit are getting interesting, the two even start discussing the idea of having kits some day. Of course, both being male, it wouldn't really work out, (No matter how many times Hawkbit fucks Skate, He just isn't gonna be able to knock Skate up) :P
HOWEVER, Hawkbit does get an idea and knows a squirrel doe that would also like to have some kits, so the grey buck decides to make an arrangement and have the two squirrels mate, and possibly get some kits out of it.
ALSO - I feel I should mention this... I have drawn Tassel in the past as a male because at the time I really did believe he was a male character, he seemed more male to me in the show... BUT I have been told and shown that Tassel is indeed a female character. So from now on, I will draw Tass as a female.
ALSO ALSO, This is a cute idea that me and my friend are working on, BUT I wanna point out that I'm still not 100% sure how far I wanna take this idea. I don't know if I will draw kits for Skate and Tassel. I might do that in the future, but right now I'm not sure, that's why the title has the word 'Attempting' in it :P
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Attempting Kit Making
It was late afternoon and Skate the squirrel was restless.
He'd been able to sleep in without any interruptions that morning. Which meant that his buck, Hawkbit, had been out on patrol. Which meant that, sometime after lunch (An acorn and two hazelnuts today.),he should have arrived back at their burrow; cold, tired and annoyed. And that meant that, starting about half an hour ago, the squirrel should have been pinned beneath a bigger bunny buck getting one of his ends rammed with a randy rabbit's rigid rod. Instead however the lapine hadn't showed up, which had left his innate (if slutty) squirrel senses in disarray. (And slightly hungry; it really wasn't a proper lunch without a hot load to wash it down.)
The uncertainty left the brushtail unsettled and unsure; pacing up and down his burrow, nibbling on acorns he never intended to eat, arranging his carrot collection by length or width or use. He considered pawing off to relieve some tension, but the last time he'd done that he'd been caught and his buck had jacked him off six times in a row to teach him 'the importance of not being too slutty to wait.' As it was the wait was agonizing, and continued for another fifteen minutes before a snow-sprinkled bunny poked his nose into the snug abode.
"Alright squirrel, time to get going. We've got important stuff to do."
"We... have...?"
"Yes. And by 'we' I mean 'you'. Sure I'll be doing that tight ass sooner rather than later, but it's not important."
"So... are we... going somewhere?"
"What did I just say? Remind me not to give you anymore facials, it's obviously clogging those ears of yours. We have kits to make and we're not getting another chance anytime soon."
Skate frowned with confusion; something that he did often, being a squirrel who knew little of the world outside of putting his head down and his tail up. Still even he knew that there was something amiss in the rabbit's proposal. As he stood there in front of his buck he barely had to glance down to see the massive pair of heavy balls that hung ponderous and full before him, just below a pointed, pink length that was peeking from its sheath. That itself wasn't an issue, the fact that he too had a pair of prized nuts ad not inconsiderable length was however. Plus..
"But um... I'm a squirrel..."
"Are you? Astounding! All the times I've pounded your tight tailhole and I never noticed your massive bushel of fluff getting in my way! I assumed your ears shrank with the winter cold, like your other parts! Frith above, what an astounding revelation!"
The rabbit buck danced about, a mock expression of shock on his face as he faked a swoon, pretending to be utterly overcome by the horrifying realization. It was typical Hawkbit through and through; given the slightest invitation he was spouting sarcasm so potent it could be used to kill weeds. Still this didn't ease the squirrel's concerns.
"It's just that... I don't think squirrels and rabbits can do that sort of thing."
"Really now? And yet not two nights ago you were blathering on, not for the first time mind you, about how nice it would be to have some offspring. And as much as I try, I can't keep your nuthole filled all the time, and you just keep going on about it. Which I suppose is what I should expect from a doe, really."
"Well yes, but-"
"Look, are you coming willingly or do I have to drag you by your tail? Because that would be the more fun option at this point and I'm seriously considering it."
* * * * *
It was a half hour or so later that the pair of males made their way through the winter snow. Following tracks that had been laid down by the rabbit that morning, obviously heading towards some pre-determined location for some sort of prearranged activity. This wasn't the first time this had happened of course, but Skate was still intensely curious as they approached a grove of pine and fir trees, their branches weighed down heavily with freshly fallen snow. His interest grew as he noticed trails criss-crossing the otherwise undisturbed snow. Squirrel tracks, and ones belonging to someone far lighter than he. They all barely sank into the powder at all; a swift brush of his tail across them wiped them from existence. Exactly who they belonged to became apparent when a bright and cheerful voice called out across the clearing.
"Skate! Hawkbit! Hey-eyyy!"
"Tassel? What are you-"
"You've got three guesses, nut-nibbler. And the first two don't count."
"Wait... am I going to... you mean we..."
"No! No of course not! I met a magic turtle who can turn you into a bunny and this doe is the only one who can lead us to their magical island of make-believe! What do you think, fuzz-face? What have I done, fucked your brains out literally? She's a squirrel, and a doe, and you are, just very, very barely, a buck. And if you do to her what I've been doing to you, you'll be knee deep in kits by spring. Now get on her, get in her and get off with her."
Skate swallowed nervously. He rather liked Tassel (and her twin brother Tassle considerably more.), but he'd never really considered her... well anything more than an occasional lay. And now that he'd been officially mated... well he'd abandoned the idea entirely. But now, here she was, apparently quite aware of what was going on and a very willing participant. He watched, frozen in place as she threw herself backwards onto a snowdrift, landing with a light crunching sound on her back, legs spread wide. As he continued to stare, mouth hanging ever more open, she reached down with both forepaws, placing them between her legs on either side of a soft mound, spreading herself and showing a slip of hot pink to the world, an open invitation to him. Thoroughly stunned the brushtail could do little but stammer excuses.
"I uh... should she be on her back like that?"
"Yes, you'll get in deeper that way. And you need to get in niiiice and deep to properly seed her. Quit stalling."
"It's just- OOF!"
Showing his trademark impatience, Hawkbit simply shoved the squirrel forward, good and hard. He stumbled and tripped right on top of the doe, who squeaked and giggled with delight, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. Skate was shocked to find that, at some point, he'd got completely erect, his sensitive shaft rubbing against soft warm stomachfur and making him gasp. He only just felt his tip brushing against a welcoming heat when Hawkbit slammed forward, leaning his entire weight on the squirrelbuck and pushing him downwards. Both he and Tassel sank into the snow, and his hot length hilted itself in her quivering pussy as it was forced forward. Fortunately for him the pressure eased off immediately afterwards, leaving him buried up to his nuts in warm, wet squirrel pussy; body shaking with sudden pleasure.
"Oooh... oh damn that feels so good..."
Skate needed no encouragement to do what came naturally. In an almost dreamlike bliss he pulled back, then plunged in deeply, breeding the doe beneath him. His hips set up a slow and steady rhythm, his rigid tool feeling them velvety embrace of a female for the first time in as long as the squirrel could remember. His earlier thoughts of awkwardness were brushed aside as he pressed in deep, bucking and thrusting eagerly, almost hungrily. Beneath him Tassel responded in kind, pulling him close and spreading herself to allow him the easiest, deepest entry possible.
Skate shuffled around, trying different angles to penetrate the doe and different positions for the one that suited him the most, exploring not just her body but their very act of mating itself as he slowly but surely found his groove. Settling into an almost businesslike pace, breathing heavily and deep as he thrust away, feeling as if he could keep going all day. This impressed even the watching rabbit, who couldn't help but give a surprised whistle of appreciation as he watched a pair of fuzzy brown hips slamming away.
"Heh... damn squirrel, you're really going at her huh? Guess you're more needy than I gave you credit for."
The pair ignored the leering bunny buck and continued their mating. It wasn't long before both were in a tight embrace, adapting to the unusual mating position by holding each other close, nuzzling and nibbling and rubbing against one another as their bodies writhed and squirmed, fitting together like lock and key. It may not have been the most vigorous copulation, but it was certainly a passionate one. It wasn't long at all before both were moaning and licking at the other, their eyes squeezing shut in pleasure as their mouths inevitably found one another. They locked muzzle, moaning loudly into each other, their tongues intertwining and tasting their partner. They held that first kiss for long minutes, huffing hotly through their noses as they struggled to remain locked together. Eventually the sheer heat of their exertions forced them to pull away, tongues lolling, a thin streak of saliva linking their tips. They breathed heavily, looking at each other through blurred vision and hooded eyes before pressing together once more, muffling their moans again.
Skate panted helplessly, unable and unwilling to stop as every inch of him was squeezed. A pair of strong, agile legs wrapped themselves around his waist, a hug held his chest and a gripping, squeezing cunt tried desperately to milk his cock. Despite the freezing winter air his coat was slick with sweat and, between his legs, sticky rivulets of pre. It was almost as if he were melting into his partner, the two becoming one as the frenzied fuck went on and on. His dick was leaking like a faucet, his juices mixing with those of the doe, their crotches meeting with sticky wet slaps as heavy pair of nuts smacked messily against a quivering taint. They gasped and gripped and clawed at each other, paws roving over every inch of exposed fur, claws extended and grabbing almost hard enough to break the skin as a feral lust flowed through both of them.
But all too quickly things seemed to be coming to a head; a burning, volcanic heat was rising in the squirrelbuck, churning in his balls and racing up his shaft. He felt it in the pit of his stomach, as if he'd swallowed a red hot coal that had set every nerve aflame. Below him the buck's mind imagined a target, empty and welcoming, ready for his seed. The pussy walls closed and caressing around his cock seemed to pull him in at the peak of each thrust, holding him deep inside as if reluctant to let him withdraw. The need for his seed was almost palpable, a driving desire that screamed for completion through a thousand generations of bucks before him. He screamed too, a high pitched squeak of pleasure as his shivered and shudder, his cock throbbing, barely able to hold back the massive load of seed building up within him. And then, in a second, the dam burst.
It was as if lightning had struck the squirrel, sparking down his spine and earthing itself in his crotch. His tail shot straight out, fur bristling. In an instant it was as if his entire body had become a white hot steel rod. He felt as if he might burn through the snow and the ground itself, seeking to push deeper and harder into his target. An incandescent flame seemed to shoot from him, a silvery jet of squirrelseed that blasted forth, filling the welcoming womb of the doe below, seeding and breeding her and satisfying an ancient desire from the dawn of time.
And it didn't stop; the same hot jet of liquid seemed to go on and on, pouring forth in an unbroken stream, squirrely essence drawing itself from the male like an unstoppable blast from a broken hydrant. Squeezing walls clamped down on his cock, locking it in place and providing a tight seal that ensured not a drop of his jizz was wasted, a vicelike desperation to keep every spurt help tightly within the feminine passage. The same burning passion that poured from the buck's loins seemed to burn through his mind, coruscating itself over every thought. Reality fled from him and his partner as the heat of the moment melted around them, drowning them in an ocean of passion.
"Well well, not bad for a first shot."
Some time later, maybe seconds, maybe minutes, a droll voice cut through the soundless expanse of bliss that Skate was floating in. It was Hawkbit, dragging him back to earth and the sensation of cold snow on his fur. He was panting heavily, laying utterly limp against Tassel, their muzzles once again locked, tongues stroking over one another. Their eyes were glazed and their bodies exhausted. The rabbit circled the pair with a critical eye, eventually hunkering down behind them, closely examining Tassel's well-filled slit. He reached a paw forward, tucking it between Skate's legs and making him squeak weakly as he felt up a pair of acorns.
"Hmmmnnn... I don't think that's nearly enough. You've still got... I don't know..."
"Nnngh!"
"Yeah, feels like two, maybe three more loads in these? No, we'd better be sure your seed takes... right?"
"Mmmnf."
"Right. Besides, after watching that hot piece of action the least I can do is give you a helping paw."
The bunny buck had been horny all day, as he was most days. It had been very hard for him to control himself and bring the squirrel to the meeting place without having any fun whatsoever. And watching the two brushtails mate had been an exquisite torture, leaving his raging erection begging for contact. He would have pawed himself off if he hadn't decided some time ago that his cock was only going to get pleasure through his sciurine doe. Which it was just about to as it happened. Taking advantage of the post coitus bliss that seemed to have paralyzed both brushtails he stepped forward, reaching out and roughly grabbing Skate's tail. He tugged it out of the way, revealing a familiar and ever tight pucker just waiting to be taken. Grinning devilishly he stepped forward, using his other paw to guide its slick and already leaking tip towards its intended target as he had done many,many times before. With a grunt of pleasure he pushed in, feeling half of his length slide easily into the tight passage.
"Nnnf! Oh yeah... Always so damn nice..."
He felt his designated doe accommodate him with ease, inner passage loosening to let him slip in deeper as he slowly but surely drove every one of his many hard, throbbing inches deep inside the cushiony rear. There were days when Hawkbit missed the way the squirrelhole had fought his entrance when he'd first used it, so many seasons ago, but today was not one of them. His cock was welcomed, drawn in and caressed by slick inner walls that knew when to clench and rub and squeeze out of habit and instinct now. This hole was made for his cock and no matter how many others he fucked he'd always return to it. Slowly he leaned forward until he was lying over both squirrels, pinning Skate between his and Tassel's chests, the three sinking in further into the depression in the snow they'd melted with the heat of their bodies. He wrapped both his arms around the pair, barely able to circle them both as he pulled them up tight against himself. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath, hilted in his mate. He could scent their pheromones, the spice smell of a hard fucking. Buck and doe mixed as one, their scents joined now by his own. The sensation made his cock throb, each pulse drawing a strained whimper from the sandwiched male he'd penetrated. Finally, satisfied he was in a good position, he pulled back and began to thrust.
The sudden ass-pounding he was receiving pushed Skate up from the depths of his afterglow. Each thrust into his quivering tailhole woke him more and more as he felt his body being moved without his intending. He felt like he was being worn like an organic strapon, used like a living sex toy; wrapped around the thick rabbit shaft like a condom. The buck's body fought for a moment, unwilling to give up the taste of freedom it has been given in seeding Tassel, but quickly gave in and settled into a familiar, almost instinctual mirroring of the bunny buck's thrusts. The squirrel's hips jerked and twitched weakly for a few more seconds, pushing fruitlessly against the more powerful pounding they were receiving, but soon both males shared the same pace, one set by the randy rabbit topping the sciurine pair.
Stuck on the bottom, beneath the weight of two males, Tassel too began to respond, gasps giving way to quiet moans as the slick squirrel shaft was pushed and pulled and pushed again into her stuffed and sensitive slit. Her eyes shot open and rolled back in her head as she clung weakly to squirrel and rabbit in turn, body occasionally shuddering as it was wracked with aftershocks of pleasure, pushed towards another peak. Her slutty moans began to compete with those of Skate himself, something that didn't go unnoticed by the smirking bunny topping the trio.
"You like that bitch? You like it when I fuck you with this dick? Fuck yeah you do! Well hold on,'cause I can ride him a lot rougher than this!"
Hawkbit's pace increased, doubling in an instant as he dug his hindpaws into the ground to hold himself still. His hips jackhammered into his does, forcing them to move along with him and likewise punish Tassel's well-bred pussy. Like the doe below Skate went limp, allowing his buck to breed him and make him breed in turn. This, this was how you made kits, he knew. Earlier had been raw breeding passion, but now he thought he could feel every part of he process, be both breeder and bred. His body welcomed this new development as it had welcomed his submitting himself as a doe long before. He would be filled and there would be kits. The details didn't matter, it was a process as old as time and as natural as acorns on an oak.
"Thaaats it, get into it ya pair of sluts! Gimmie a show while I pound your pussies!"
Skate murred with pleasure. Below him a squirrely muzzle nibbled and licked at his cheek, above him a rabbit nipped and nuzzled his neck, sending little shocks of pain and pleasure through his body. Once again he felt a rising heat, sandwiched between two warm bodies and moving with them. He could feel a massive cock plunging deep into his well-stretched asshole, seemingly going right through him and pounding Tassel around him. He gave in completely to the sensation, moaning like a true slut along with his other squirrely companion. From below the scent of a doe on heat saturated his nostrils, from above that of a dominant buck soaked into his fur. Assaulted on both sides it was only a matter of time before he'd reach yet another peak, and he knew, deep within his soul, that it would be when the bucking bunny above made him. When his body was told, it would respond, obediently bursting forth Already he could feel his tight rear passage becoming slick with pre, spurts of it leaking out around his tailhole and covering his nuts with a slick layer of sexual fluids. A larger, heavier pair slapped into them repeatedly at the bottom of every deep-dicked thrust the rabbit gave him, grunting loudly.
"Nnnnghh! Y.... yeah you tight.... tight little slut. Be.... be my little bitch and take it! Take everything! Unf! UNF! UNF!!!"
Finally Hawkbit lived up to his name, biting his neck roughly, going so far as to clamp his muzzle over Skate's throat, gripping tightly and holding him in place. Deep within himself the squirrel swooned, loving the feeling of being so used and dominated, of belonging to a buck and fulfilling his whims. But externally all that showed was his body tensing up in preparation, a slutty drawn-out squeak escaping from his lips as he prepared to accept what he had so many times before.
The blast of seed had been expected, but like every time it took Skate's breath away with the force it poured into him. It was like a torrent, a flood. A burning hot river of bunny jizz that pumped into him so forcibly that every burst made him squeak. As if by instinct his own body responded, reaching its own climax, his cock spasming and pumping, unleashing a second load into the doe he had mounted. It was almost as if the rabbit was cumming through him, filling Tassel directly. Every burst that pumped from Hawkbit's massive length poured into him and forced a burst from his own balls. Yet even as he unleashed again and again he felt himself grow fuller, his loads not able to match those of his mate above, a massive pair of bunny balls nestled close to his own smaller pair trying to unload every drop of seed they had.
As it had been with the fucking, Hawkbit dominated the trio's climax as well. He kept going for minute after hot minute, thoroughly spending himself inside his doe and forcing the squirrel to keep pace with him. No matter how tired the brushtail was, no matter how many times he felt he'd loosed the last of his load, a fresh burst of hot cum from the bunny would pump into him and push that sensitive little button buried deep within, forcing him to go yet another round. Hot, sticky cream poured from his gaping tailhole, spurting out even around the massive bunnycock that stretched it out nicely. It gushed over his balls and pooled on a spasming squirrel pussy, joining his own seed as it spurted free from the stuffed entrance. All three seemed to melt together in a mix of jizz and sweat and musk as they writhed and panted and moaned. But slowly, ever so slowly, Hawkbit's ardor died down and with it the energy of his two partners.
Eventually they stopped moving, simply lying there on the grass they'd exposed by melting the covering snow. Their bodies radiated heat, yet held themselves in their own hot world, their scents mixed and mingled, their coats dirtied with each other's fluids. They held each other tightly, paws weakly twitching and groping. But it was the bunny who recovered first, panting heavily as he tried desperately to catch his breath, releasing Tassel from his grasp and guiding Skate's paws to his own, whispering in his doe's ear.
"Don't go getting any ideas squirrel, I own this cute little ass."
"Mmm? And what about you, the massive ass?"
"Don't talk back nut boy, or I'll give that slutty little mouth something that'll shut you up."
"Hmph! Promises promises!"
There was a quiet snicker and a large gray paw gripped the back of Skater's head, turning it to face the rabbit as his broad muzzle pressed against the squirrel's own, more narrow one. Hawkbit pressed forward, his eyes narrowing mischievously as he kissed the squirrel, tongue pressing itself as deeply within the sciurine maw as his cock had pressed into a tight tailhole. A second paw gripped the brushtail, locking him in position as the bunny tasted him; thick, strong tinge exploring every inch of his mouth, even brushing teasingly over the pair of buck teeth there. It was a full minute before the lapine pulled back, panting hungrily and nuzzling firmly under the squirrel's chin.
"So, my tight little squirrel slut, how do you feel about making kits now?"
"Huff... huff... that was... pretty good actually..."
"Good, good. Because I don't know about you but I at least have another two rounds in me. So I'm thinking I make a squirrel squeak till their throat is hoarse. Let's see if it's her or you, hmmmn?"
Skater had no time to respond as the bunny buck pulled back, then began to thrust. Skate groaned in pleasure mixed with exhuastion as he felt himself once again being pumped in and out of the cream-filled hole beneath him. If past experience was anything to go by this would take a few hours, then he'd likely need to be dragged home by his tail. Still, as he felt himself once more stiffening up under the silky stimulation, he couldn't help but look forward to it. Whether he got kits or not, trying for them was awesome.