"Happy birthday dear Portia~!" The Get-Along Gang sang, all gathered around the lucky little porcupine, who was beaming with happiness at the sight of her friends surrounding her. "Happy birthday to yooooooouuu~!"

Today, the young anthro lady had turned a year older, and she couldn't be happier about it. Like anyone else her age, she loved parties; the fun, the snacks, the cake, the games, the presents, the decorations and the fact that everyone was having a good time. It was even better when it was for you.

After her parents wished her all the best for the special day, Portia couldn't wait to see her friends at the clubhouse; an abandoned train caboose.

Originally, they were going to make it a surprise party for the little sweetheart, but after what happened with Woolma on her birthday, travelling across the state to the waterfront to clear up the misunderstanding didn't seem too appealing to them. Even if it let them see their friend Sammy again.

So, they rightfully decided against it and just told her to meet her at the clubhouse, adding that there was a surprise waiting.

Even if she was the youngest member of the gang, she wasn't that oblivious to what was likely going to happen,

After they had finished the traditional song for someone's annual celebration, the young lady blew out the candles on the cake they had made themselves, earning a round of applause from the rest of the animals.

"Congratulations, Portia." Montgomery, the fearless leader of the group announced, placing a hand on the little porcupine. "We're all really happy for you."

"Thank you, Montgomery." She replied, looking around the room. "All of you. This is the best birthday ever."

"And there's more to come." Bingo smiled, looking at the presents in the centre of the table. "Come on, open your gifts! I want you to see what I got you!"

The others just rolled their eyes at the eager beaver's impatience, though there was no denying that they were also looking forward to seeing their little friend's reaction to what they had wrapped up for her.

"Well, you might as well." Zipper shrugged, the feline passing her the first present.

"Happy birthday, Portia." Woolma announced, resting her arms on the table. "This one's from me."

Smiling at the sheep, Portia unwrapped the present, opening the box inside.

Inside, she was delighted to find a brand-new set of pencils and colouring books, just for her.

"Wow!" The porcupine squeaked, looking back at the yellow wool sheep. "They're so beautiful. Thank you so much."

"It's my pleasure." Woolma replied, happy to see her young friend was happy with the gift. "I had a feeling you'd like them."

"Here's my present." Montgomery said, sliding the box across the table towards her. "I hope it fits.

Excited to find out what was inside, the porcupine removed the wrapping paper and opened the box, pulling out a beautiful yellow sundress, a big daisy on the front of it.

"Oh, gosh..." Portia whispered, holding the dress out in front of her. "This is amazing, Montgomery! Thank you!"

"I'm glad you like it." The moose responded with a smile, sounding just as pleased as he looked.

"My turn." Dotty followed up, picking up her gift and handing it to her sister-figure.

Judging from the pleasant smell coming from it, there was an easy assumption what was inside, and it would seem that the young porcupine's suspicions were confirmed when she opened the box and pulled out a pair of delicious-looking cookies.

"Ooooh!" She cooed, her eyes sparkling and her mouth water, taking a deep sniff of the baked goods. "Are these your grandma's recipe!?"

The dog smiled and nodded proudly at the question, knowing how popular her grandmother's cookies had become amongst the town, recalling the time they were selling them for a profit.

Had it not been for Catchum and Leeland, they might have still been doing it to this day.

"That's right. Double chocolate-chip, your favorite. Go ahead, try one."

Nodding happily, Portia did just that, picking one up and sinking her teeth into the delicious snack.

"Mmmm." She cooed, her taste buds dancing as the cookie crumbled inside her mouth, a warm tingly sensation running through her palette. "Ish sho gwood~"

Laughing at her friend's cute behaviour, Dotty was happy that the little lady was enjoying her gift.

"I think I'll be the judge of that." Bingo stated, reaching over to the tray for a sample.

However, the cheeky beaver was quickly stopped by the athletic cat besides him, fiercely grabbing his hand with his own in an iron grip.

"Bingo, you could at least ask first!" Zipper snapped, earning a nervous chuckle from his sort-of friend.

"Heh heh, I- I was just kidding..."

"Here, Zipper. Your turn." Woolma interrupted, passing him the present to give to the little porcupine.

Taking the box from the sheep, Zipper slid it over to his friend, watching her pick it up and unwrap it.

It was a pretty small one, compared to the rest of the stack so far, so it only took a moment for her to open it up.

As they might have expected from the exercise fanatic, the gift was a piece of sporting apparatus. Specifically, a new jump rope.

"A jump rope?" Portia asked, turning the handle over in her hands.

"Yup. It's the best way to burn off energy and stay fit, for someone of your size." He explained, smiling at the young porcupine. "Keep at it every day, and you might be as strong as me... In about 50 years."

"Thanks, Zipper." The porcupine replied, giving him a hug. "I can't wait to try it out."

"Well, we're almost done." Montgomery pointed out, picking up the final present. "Here you go, Bingo. Give her the last gift."

"Alright!" Bingo cheered, taking the gift from his moose buddy and passing it to the birthday girl. "Open it, open it!"

Chuckling at her friend's enthusiasm, Portia unwrapped the last gift, a little box that looked like something from the jewellery store.

However, upon opening it, she was disappointed not to see a diamond necklace or fancy earrings, but some kind of old-fashioned watch, attached to a string.

"Huh? A watch?"

"Yeah, isn't it cool?" Bingo asked, clearly unaware of how unenthusiastic his friend was about the present.

"Well, yeah... Cool..." The girl replied, tilting her head at what use she was supposed to have for this thing.

"My aunt got it. She says it can hypnotise people."

The room fell silent at the beaver's explanation.

"What do you mean, hypnotise people?" Zipper asked, the rest of the gang looking at the strange watch.

"You know, put them into a trance, and then you can make them do stuff, like making them fall asleep or telling them the truth."

"Well, I don't believe that." Dotty huffed, crossing her arms. "It's probably just an old piece of junk she tried to get rid of."

Zipper looked at her with a raised eyebrow, like he was challenging her remark.

"Oh yeah? Then you won't mind if she uses it on you, will you?"

Dotty fell silent, looking back at him with a stern expression, placing a hand on her hip.

"Alright, I guess I could give it a go." The canine shrugged confidently. "But first  we have a party to throw."

***

And so, after everyone had enjoyed the cake and the party games, Woolma and the boys had left. But for Dotty and the birthday girl, it was time for the main attraction.

"Okay, Dotty. Are you ready?" Portia asked, dangling the strange watch from her finger, like she was taunting the canine.

"You bet." The dog replied, a confident smirk on her face.

"Alright, here I come."

Slowly, the young porcupine began to move the watch back and forth, like she was using some kind of pendulum.

"Follow the watch." She instructed. "Watch the watch. Watch the watch. Watch the watch. Watch the watch."

With every swing, the watch became faster and faster, and Dotty couldn't help but get mesmerised by the swinging, following it with her eyes.

"Uh, P- Portia?" She spoke, her vision starting to become disoriented, her voice becoming more relaxed. "I- I don't think it's-"

Suddenly, Dotty's eyes closed, and her head rolled forward, her chin resting on her chest, her body going limp and collapsing on the chair.

"Dotty?" The porcupine asked, snapping her fingers in front of the dog's face, but receiving no response. "Hey, are you okay? Did it work?"

Suddenly, as if responding to the snapping of fingers, the canine's eyes fluttered open, revealing a completely blank expression.

"Dotty?" The porcupine questioned, waving a paw in front of the canine's face. "Are you awake?"

"Yes, Portia." The cheerleader of their group answered, sounding like a robot. "What may I do for you? I am your loyal servant."

Portia looked back at her canine friend, not believing what she was hearing.

"Uh... Wow. I- It actually worked!" She exclaimed, excitedly hopping up and down on the spot. "O- Okay, um... Act like a chicken!"

Immediately, the canine's body began flapping her arms and making bird noises.

"Bwak, bwak bwak bwak bwaaack!"

Portia burst out laughing, her little arms shaking with joy as she watched her friend perform a silly dance in front of her.

"Okay, stop!" She ordered, and her canine friend froze, her body stiff as a board. "Now, um... Oh, dance like a ballerina!"

With a nod, the dog placed a hand on her stomach, the other held out to the side, and her feet pressed together.

Slowly, the canine began to spin around the room, her body moving from side to side in a very elegant, graceful manner.

Portia continued to watch her in awe, never thinking in her life that this would happen.

"Whoa..." She whispered, sitting back on her seat. "Sing I'm a little teapot!"

With a nod, the canine stopped dancing and began to sing the song, her voice sounding a lot more monotonous than usual.

"I'm a little teapot, short and stout. Here is my handle, here is my spout. When I get all steamed up, hear me shout. Tip me over and pour me out."

Portia giggled as the canine began to dance around, performing the motions that went with the lyrics, making her look even more funny.

She clapped her hands and laughed, her cheeks hurting from how hard she was grinning.

"Wow! That was so funny!" She declared through her laughter. "You look really silly! Now, do something else really silly!"

The dog stood up straight, her blank expression looking back at the porcupine.

"I understand." She nodded, before suddenly turning around to face away from her mistress, her hands flipping the back of her skirt up and her tail lifting, like she was presenting her backside.

Portia's eyes widened and her mouth hung open, her cheeks turning pink from secondhand embarrassment.

"W- What are you doing!?" She exclaimed, not sure whether to cover her eyes or get her camera.

"I'm showing you my butt." The hypnotised girl answered bluntly, slipping her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and starting to pull them down.

Before she could stop her, Portia was treated to a full moon, her canine friend's bare bottom facing her.

"W- Whoa, D- Dotty!" The little porcupine squeaked, standing up and placing a hand over her face, though her index and middle fingers left a small gap so she could peek.

On one hand, she was completely grossed out by the display, especially considering that this was her friend. On the other hand, she was incredibly amused and excited to see such a thing.

The Dotty she knew, despite her tomboyish nature, would've never thought of doing something so rude and unladylike. So watching her do this now was quite the sight.

For whatever reason, even knowing how disgusting it was, Portia couldn't take her eyes off her slave's backside. She had never seen anything like this before.

The canine's skin was smooth and pleasing to the eyes, her fluffy tail and resting on top of a pair of shapely cheeks, likely more from her daily exercise rather than good genes.

Most of her focus was on the buttocks, as they were the majority of what she could see on the dog's posterior, but on closer inspection, she could make out the small holes that lied between them, starting with the smaller one aiming at her face.

The porcupine had no idea what it was or what it was for, thought she might have worked it out if she gave it enough thought.

Looking around her butt a little more, she could see the other, more detailed hole beneath it, a ring-shaped cookie-like crevice thing that was almost perfectly smooth, only being marked by a small opening that was barely visible to her.

The dog didn't move at all as best she could, allowing her new owner to get a good look at what she had to offer her, to fulfil her request to humiliate herself.

After a few moments, the dog spoke, her voice snapping the little lady out of her own trance.

"Have I performed the request to your liking, Miss Portia?"

Shaking her head to regain concentration of the situation, the young porcupine looked at Dotty's face again.

"Oh, uh... Y- Yeah, you have..." She murmured, thinking about where to go from here. "N- Next, I want you t- to, uh... Erm..."

The girl took a moment to think about it. Should she have her cover herself up and do something else to play with her new toy? Or should she take the opportunity and have some fun?

As the girl's gaze returned to the hypnotised canine's ass, she suddenly had a flashback to something else involving the two of them and one of their butts.

About 3 weeks ago, when Portia happened to come across Woolma's new ring. It was too beautiful to ignore.

It was a big, beautiful jewel, the likes of which she had never seen before... Even if it was fake.

Without any regard for the sheep's privacy, the little porcupine decided to borrow it for a little while, fully intent to give it back before she noticed it was missing.

She was a little ashamed of what she was doing, but it was so pretty, and it would only be for a short while...

A VERY short while, when Dotty happened to walk in on her in the caboose, catching her red-handed with her sticky fingers.

Needless to say, Portia was mortified, having been caught doing something so wrong

To try and get the dog on her side, she begged her not to tell, assuring her time and time again that she was gonna give it back, not wanting her parents to know about her illegal activity.

Dotty wasn't heartless, and she could tell Portia genuinely regretted her bad decision, so they made a barter between them; she would keep this between the two of them, but she couldn't just let her off the hook without a punishment.

Portia was hesitant to agree, but the dog gave her no choice, forcing her over her lap to get her punishment.

From there, she received a hard, stinging smack to the rear, her cute butt jiggling after the impact. Followed by another, then another, then another.

She was in tears within seconds of starting, begging her to stop, but the dog wouldn't relent so easily. It was her punishment, after all.

Eventually, it was all over, and the dog allowed the little lady to sit up.

As she sniffled and wiped her eyes, the canine pulled her in for a hug, lecturing her about what she did wrong, and how it was a good thing she was able to learn from this experience, otherwise, it could've been a lot worse for her.

Portia could only agree, knowing how much her parents would punish her for stealing.

But now, she was the one in control, and she had the chance to look back on the unpleasant experience with a new outook on it.

Why should she have been punished? Woolma wasn't going to find out about it. Besides, it's not like she broke it, and she had every intention of putting it back when she was done with it. If it wasn't for Dotty, it would've been a fond memory.

So, it only seemed fitting to see of Dotty can take it as much as she could dish it out.

"Keep your butt out and come over my knee. You need a good spanking."

With her butt hanging in the air, Dotty walked around the chair and lied down in her lap, her bare cheeks resting out in the open air, her thighs resting on top of her new owner's, and her chest against the cushion.

Portia swallowed a lump in her throat as she took in the sight of power she now held over the blonde dog, her body shivering as the hypnotised girl waited patiently for her punishment.

Slowly, the young porcupine lifted a hand and slowly brought it down on her canine friend's rump, getting no reaction from her.

Portia bit her lip, her hand shaking as the feeling of the slap echoed through her palm, her body tingling at the unusual feeling of dominance.

Taking a deep breath, the porcupine repeated the process, landing a second spank to the dog's bottom, still getting no reaction from her.

'Wow, she really IS hypnotised.' The quill-haired girl thought to herself, raising her hand again. 'This is the best birthday gift ever!'

Still, even as she was getting the chance to deliver some well-deserved role reversal, Portia wanted more.

She spanked her again and again, almost starting to make the fluffy yellow backside turn a shade of pink, but the fact she wasn't getting a reaction out of her wasn't doing it for the grey girl.

'Well, if she's not gonna cry, then maybe she should talk!' She decided firmly in her mind, giving her right buttock a firm swat as another idea came to her innocent min.

"Dotty!" She announced, following it up with a smack to the left cheek. "Tell me your embarrassing secrets!"

"Of course, Miss Portia." The dog responded, her voice still sounding like a robot. "I still wet the bed."

That first reveal alone was enough to make the porcupine's mouth fall open.

"W- What!?" She exclaimed, not sure if she was happy or sad. "You wet the bed!? You!?"

Ever since she remembered, Dotty was all sorts of inspiration for the young porcupine. She was responsible, fun, brave, tough, and always looked out for her.

She had always wanted to grow up to be just like her, so the fact that even her hero had such an embarrassing secret made her feel a little better about her own.

"That's right." The canine answered, not an ounce of shame or embarrassment in her voice. "More often than not, I have nightly accidents. It's even worse when it gets on my dolls."

That second slipped secret also shocked the smaller lass, but not in a good way.

"Y- you play with dollies, too!?" She questioned, giving her another firm spank in the process.

She wouldn't have thought that the tomboyish canine was into that kind of thing. No matter how much she and Woolma played with their collections, it never crossed her mind to get Dotty involved, for concern that she wouldn't enjoy it.

"That's correct." The dog responded, her butt still facing her mistress, not responding at all to the punishment. "I also dress up in my mother's clothes, and I pretend I'm a famous supermodel."

'Wow...' The porcupine thought, her jaw dropping. 'I- I never would've guessed... Dotty, of all people...'

"I also found a book that she has about masturbation. I've been using it to pleasure myself. Sometimes, I even pretend that I'm with Montgomery or Zipper."

The dog's latest confession made the porcupine tilt her head, pausing the spanking for just a moment.

"Master... Bashun?" She asked, unfamiliar with the last one.

"Yes, Miss Portia. When you touch yourself in a naughty place."

Portia's cheeks began to turn a shade of pink, her body beginning to tingle again, as she looked down at herself.

While she couldn't even see her clothed crotch with Dotty's big butt over her lap, she could mentally picture what she was talking about. But why would she want to touch herself there? It wasn't a pleasant place, especially if you had to use the bathroom.

So why is there a book about it? And why would Dotty have been reading it?

"Can you show me?" She asked curiously, her hands resting on her canine friend's backside.

"As you wish, Miss Portia." The obedient puppy agreed, before sliding off her mistress' lap.

Now on her knees, Dotty placed a hand on the seat, between the porcupine's legs, and tugged the girl's pants down with the other, revealing her cute polka dot panties.

"What are you doing!?" Portia squeaked, her little legs kicking instinctively, though her feet couldn't reach the canine.

"Doing what you asked." The canine explained, sliding her fingers into the waistband and pulling them down as well. "I'm showing you what masturbation looks and feels like."

Before the little lady could protest, her undergarments were removed and she was fully exposed, her privates in plain view for the hypnotised dog to use.

"Ahhhh, D- Dotty!" She cried out, trying to cover herself with her paws.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The canine had already placed her paw on the girl's vagina, running a single finger up and down the smooth crevice, a tingly, pleasurable sensation running through the porcupine's body.

"Whoooooa..." She moaned, her head rolling back. "W- What are you doing...?"

"Masturbation." Dotty simply answered, her finger starting to pick up the pace, gently stroking the soft folds, teasing the sensitive nerve endings beneath the skin. 

Portia felt like she was ascending to a cloud, her body growing warmer, her vision turning blurry.

She could feel her little nub twitching, her body tingling and squirming as the canine worked her magic, the girl's mind becoming numb and fuzzy.

She had no idea what was being done to her to make her feel this way, but whatever it was, she wanted more of it.

"D- Dotty..." She murmured, her head leaning against the back of the seat, her eyes rolling up. "D- Don't stop..."

"Of course." The canine dully responded, keeping up the pace in fingering her little friend.

Now, the little porcupine could feel something building up from within her naughty spot. Something strange and unfamiliar to her.

It wasn't like she was going to be sick, nor did she feel like she needed a tinkle. This was something entirely new.

"Ah, ah, ah, D- Dotty, something's coming out..." She whined, her hips starting to buck, her hands clutching the cushion underneath her.

The dog continued pleasuring her mistress, not saying a word.

"D- Dotty, I'm gonna, ah, ahhhh, D- Dottyyyyyy!"

The feeling of the building-up sensation exploded inside her, an explosion of warmth, pleasure and euphoria, sending her body into a shaking frenzy, her mouth hanging open, her eyes rolled back, and her cheeks pink.

It was a strange, wonderful, amazing feeling, the likes of which she had never experienced before.

She could feel something leaking out of her naughties, though it wasn't what usually came out of there. It was thicker, and a little stickier.

As she continued to moan and gasp, her body slowly calmed down, her body falling limp against the chair.

After a few moments of silence, she felt something warm and wet run up her vagina, looking down to see her new servant licking up her naughty spot. Though she didn't have the energy to ask or protest, the feeling was strangely soothing.

"Mmmmm, mmmmm..."

She could feel her naughty place becoming wet again, her body shivering, the tingling sensation returning.

However, this time, her body was still weak and her mind was exhausted, so it wasn’t long before she closed her eyes for some rest, drifting off into a deep sleep, her dreams filled with images of her and Dotty and their new, interesting activities.

When she wakes up, she'll definitely have some explaining to do.