“Race you to that rock!”

Aurora pointed up the trail, striking her favorite Lieutenant Chow-Chow pose. Footpaws apart, ears and tail perked, and her right paw pointed forward like a water gun. The same pose she always used when making a dramatic statement. 

She didn’t wait for the other canine to respond. She dashed off, as fast as her little legs would carry her. The crunch of mountain dirt under her paws, the crisp smell of the pines in spring, this is what she should be doing all the time! Way better than boring old school!

Flynn was close behind her. She could hear his pawsteps right behind her, and gaining. She put out an extra burst of speed, racing up the trail as fast as her little legs would carry her. She was only a few steps from the rock, trying to flex her claws for  extra purchase when Flynn barreled past her.

Aurora huffed as she skidded to a stop behind him. Flynn may not have been a wolf like her, but he was huge by dog standards. The German shepherd boy was a 1st grader, only a year older than her, but stood at a towering four foot 5. Being a wolf, Aurora was a very big and cool animal, but Flynn was nearly two heads taller than her. That made him pretty cool, even for a dog. Nothing like the other kids at school who didn’t understand the importance of sniffing your new friends. 

“I win!” Flynn barked and pumped a fist in the air. His tail wagged, and his eyes and nose scanned the trail for a new target. It seemed like Flynn was always moving in one way or another. “Okay, where do you wanna run to next?”

“Maybe you kids could wait up a bit?” Aurora’s dad called, bringing up the rear. He was a big animal himself, with a beautiful gray coat that Aurora hoped to match one day, but he was a bit too big in the wrong way. Air hissed through his nose as he caught up with the two pups. “Save your energy for the summit, we should be there pretty soon. You’ll also need to walk back down, you’re getting too big for me to carry you that far.”

“What’s it like up there, anyway?” asked Flynn.

“Oh you’re gonna love it!” Aurora yipped. “There’s a big rock we can sit on, and you can see all the trees that go way out to the highway!” She led the brown-furred boy further up the trail, heeding her dad’s prodding to stay within sight even if the pair still kept a brisk pace.

The terrain grew rougher the farther up the trio went. Trees and brush thinned out, rocky paths and scrambles became more common. Dad needed to stop for a break more often, reminding the pair to drink plenty of water when hiking. He even let them drink from his weird backpack with a hose attached to it, which was pretty neat. The alpine plants, combined with the lack of the usual smells of civilization, changed the path’s scentscape into something cool and crisp. Aurora was even able to clamber over the last big step all by herself!

In time, the canopy of trees broke, revealing the sky in all its glory. Endless blue spotted proud bursts of white, not even a mile closer but still somehow near enough to touch.

The two cubs raced across the wide, flat boulder that crowned the mountain. They bounded past a few older kids and stopped closer to the edge than their moms would’ve allowed, had they been there. Flynn’s eyes ricocheted from the vast expanse of green, to the endless ocean of blue, then back to the tiny patches of civilization as Aurora pointed out each of them in turn. They sat down at some point, fatigue catching up to their bodies even if their minds kept racing.

“You kids want a snack?” asked Dad, plopping down next to them. 

“Oooh, can we have the thing I brought?” Flynn asked, smiling with joy and the touch of a kept secret.

“Sure, I think you’ve both earned it.” Dad chuckled and reached into his bag, pulling out the most valuable objects in the world.

“FLYNN YOU BROUGHT COOKIES?!”

“YEAH! I made ‘em with my mom!”

“Your mom’s the bescht~!” Aurora had already snatched her prize from Dad’s grip and partially inhaled it. 

Flynn ate his more slowly, he was even able to taste it before swallowing. “Thanks for bringing me with you, Rora. Rora’s dad.”

“You’re welcome, Flynn. You kids ready to head back down?”

Both cubs nodded and stood up with less vigor than before. They wouldn’t admit it, but the climb up had taken a lot out of them. The climb down was always less fun, anyway. Aurora peeked about, ignoring both the gorgeous scenery and other hikers, searching for something she couldn’t find hide nor tail of.

“Um, Daddy?” she asked, stalking right beside his leg and looking up, a practiced way of asking him to lean down so she could ask something discreetly. “I kinda have to pee. Is there another way down with a potty?”

Her dad stooped down and whispered into one of her fluffy ears. “I don’t think so, honey. Can you wait until we get back to the bottom?”

Aurora bit her lip. Her knees were wobbly, and she had that big, familiar itch just below her belly button. All that water she’d drank on the way up wanted out, and she wasn’t sure how long she could keep it in. “Maybe,” she whispered.

Her dad lowered his voice further. “If you need it, honey, I have one of your pullups in my bag.”

Aurora blanched, stepping back from her dad with her hackles raised. “Nuh-uh!” she shout-whispered. “I’m a big girl! I’m gonna hold it all the way down!”

Dad ruffled her headfur. “You’re a big girl no matter what, princess. Don’t be afraid to tell me if you need it.”

“Where are we racing to next, Rora?” Flynn asked, already ahead of both wolves and idling at the trailhead leading back down. “I bet I can beat you to that big tree!”

“You’re on!” she barked, rushing to catch up with the older boy, away from her dad and any embarrassing baby girl stuff. Flynn, to his credit, waited until Aurora caught up before he started running for the goal. She put all of her energy into moving her little paws as fast as possible, hoping that the rush would drown out all the other things her body was telling her. The wind still whipped through her fur, but every big step and jump down the rocky hill came with an uncomfortable jolt in her waist. Her haste only made each pang feel even worse. 

Panting, and ready to fall over though she was, Aurora still reached the tree first. She crashed straight into it, taking the blow on her shoulder and falling into a half-crouch. Moisture welled up in the corners of her eyes as she pressed both paws into her abdomen.  

“You okay?” Flynn called, jogging to a stop in a much more controlled manner. He panted lightly as he looked the wolf girl over. “That was an awesome run. Did the tree hurt?”

“Nu-uh! I’m way stronger than a tree! It’s p-probably quaking in its bark from how hard I hit it!” she quipped, crossing her arms and trying to look tough even though she couldn’t fully straighten her legs.

“So what’s wrong then?” Flynn asked, wearing a dopey smile and wagging tail despite his recent loss. 

Aurora whined and tucked her tail between her legs. She stomped against the rocky earth, trying in vain to kick the frustration out. “I just gotta go potty. It’s fine, I can just go when we get back down.”

“Huh.” Flynn cocked his ears and glanced off to the right as if listening to something far off in the distance. He contemplated for just a moment, then yipped, adopting a semi-squat pose himself. “Gah. I-I gotta go too!”

“You just noticed now?!” Aurora growled. She made an effort to stalk around Flynn, but their mutual toddling made it look more like a square dance than a display of dominance. “I must haveta go way worse than you, if you didn’t even know about it!”

“B-but,” Flynn huffed, “Tinkles has to go real bad! I just got too excited from the race!”

Aurora swiveled her ears upward, about to ask what the boy meant just as her daddy strolled up. “You kids all right?”

“Flynn has to go potty too!” Aurora barked smugly, pointing at Flynn as if she could offload her need onto him.

“Oh, does he?” her dad asked, squatting down level with the older boy. “You need to water the bushes, Flynn?”

Flynn’s tail kicked up a small cloud of dust. His eyes sparkled with a primal, masculine joy. 

“That’s not fair!” Aurora whined. The dense ball of of pressure between her legs gave another hot, urgent pang. “He gets to go just cause he’s a boy, it’s dumb!” Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She was familiar with how boys could pee standing up, of course. She’d seen her daddy do it plenty of times, but her own attempts to imitate him had all resulted in him mopping up the bathroom floor. 

Flynn laid a paw on her forearm. “It’s okay Rora! If you’re gonna wait until we hike down, then I will too!” 

“That’s very kind of you, Flynn.” Her dad said, then leaned down and whispered something into Flynn’s ear. The dog’s brow creased, then his face perked up into a more confident smile. He gave the older wolf an exaggerated thumbs-up.

The two cubs continued down the trail, lagging just behind Aurora’s dad. Both had their ears and tails down in stark contrast to their earlier enthusiastic ascent. Aurora stayed just ahead of Flynn, her shaky paws dodging every tricky rock and stick as she waddled for her life. The trio reached a set of steep rocky steps, the kind that she’d needed Flynn’s help to scale on the way up. Aurora held her breath as she hopped down the 2-foot drop, and her gut seized up on impact with the hard ground. The tight hold she’d had on her insides faltered and threatened to unleash a golden flood into her panties. She twisted her body shut as hard as she could and prayed not to leak. It was only a little farther, she couldn’t leak in front of Flynn!

Just as a particularly nasty spike of pain threatened to break her control, she felt another pair of paws take hold of hers. She creaked her eyes and paws open a hair at a time to see Flynn crouched in front of her, his green eyes sparkling in that innocent way they always did. “You can do it Rora. You’re really tough and strong, like Wonder Wuff!”

“Nnnngh. Chow-chow’s better. She’s way cooler.” 

“She doesn’t even have powers!”

“She should!” Aurora yipped. Her knees knocked together. “She deserves to have a cool costume, and ice breath or something.” She had in fact made several doodles depicting exactly this. Her mom had taped one to the fridge.

Flynn put a paw to his chin. He was at the age where he wasn’t totally convinced about girl superheroes, but despite this, his friend clearly needed a pick-me-up if she was going to make it to the potty. She had the same twitchy, brittle posture that he’d seen on himself many times. “Super Chow-Chow would be pretty cool,” he admitted with lukewarm enthusiasm. 

“You think so?” A small bit of pride flowed back into Aurora’s chest.

“Yeah, she and Wonder Wuff could fight bad guys together! She could freeze bad guys into a big block of ice and he’d carry them to jail. I’d bet she’d be a real good hero since she’s smart. She probably always listens to her Tinkles, too!”

“Her what?”

“Her Tinkles! You know, like down here.” Flynn pointed to his lower abdomen. He poked himself just above the waist and flinched. “It tells you when you’ve gotta go potty. You’ve gotta listen real close to make sure you get there in time.”

“Flyyyyyyyyynnn! Stop talking and walk faster, we gotta pee real baaaad! >w<”

“I listen to mine and I’m real nice to him.” Flynn continued. “We’re a team! What’s yours saying right now?”

Aurora bit her lip. She stopped walking to think and her thighs instinctively clenched together. She swiveled her ears and did her best to listen to the screeching between her legs that she’d tried so hard to block out. It was hard to understand, partly from the urgency and partly from her poor listening skills. “S-she says,” Aurora’s lip quivered, “she says that I should’ve gone potty before we started, but I was having so much fun with you and Daddy that I didn’t listen. Now she’s gotta go real, real bad and can’t wait.” Aurora’s eyes welled up as it fully sank in that her body couldn’t take much more. “I’m gonna pee my pants…”

“Not yet!” Flynn took her paws in his. “You gotta promise her you’ll listen next time. Promise you’ll be nice to her if she can just wait a little longer, okay?”

Aurora craned her neck up to look Flynn in the eyes. Her face flushed. She begged, pleaded, and prayed with her new but very angry friend to hold on, anything to avoid wetting in front of her cool older friend. She couldn’t be strong and cool like Chow-Chow the whole time, but she could do it for a little bit, just a little longer.

“A minute.” She steeled herself. “She’ll wait one minute.”

“Then let’s go!” Flynn howled. He took off while leading Aurora by the paw. The pair raced down the remainder of the trail as fast as their wobbly little legs would carry them. The extra exertion made the white-hot sensation between Aurora’s legs complain all the louder, but that was okay, she’d be okay. It was only a little further.

“Whoa!” her dad said as the cubs dashed past him. He broke into a jog to keep up with the pair. “Careful kids!”
They both kept running, with Flynn holding back to let Aurora and her shorter legs keep up. The trail had leveled off and they caught glimpses of buildings through the occasional break in the trees. Almost back down! Aurora’s calves burned with exertion as her body pleaded with her to stop. She heard the chatter of families and the rumble of vehicles moving. They were so close!

Flynn and Aurora broke out from the trail’s final bend. The rugged trees and stones gave way to an open field adorned by picnic tables and a playground. Other furs filled the area with life; rambunctious shouts on the slide and complaints that a certain young picnic-goer didn’t want to eat their vegetables. On the far side of the field was the parking lot and the rustic bathrooms, so close and yet impossibly far away. 

“C’mon, we’re almost there!” Flynn’s steps were wobbly despite his haste. He tugged on Aurora’s paw, but the girl wouldn’t budge. “You can make it, Rora!”

“N-no I can’t…” Aurora whimpered. She couldn’t move another step. “T-tinkles says she can’t wait anymore. I u-used up my whole minute.” The painful pressure between her legs had changed to an ominous numbness as her control over her muscles failed. The liquid inside her was already moving. She felt a few warm drops leak into her big girl panties and knew that the full flood would follow any second. Her eyes leaked too. She scrunched up her face to avoid looking at Flynn when she inevitably lost control.  

“What’s wrong princess?” Aurora’s dad laid a paw on her shoulder. He crouched down beside his daughter and tried to catch his breath. 

“Daddy I’m gonna pee my pants!” she wailed. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, look at me.” He patted her cheek until she opened her eyes again. “Do you need your pullup?”

Aurora’s face burned. The last thing she wanted was to use something like that, something for babies. She barely even wore them at night anymore. Still, it was either that or riding home in a drenched pair of pants. Shamefully, she nodded.

Her dad withdrew the padded garment from his bag. It was a dull purple and sported a simplistic picture of Lieutenant Chow-Chow. The outside of the padding displayed a handful of stars, designed to fade when wet. “Can you put it on yourself?”

Aurora shook her head. She couldn’t even move an inch.

“Okay, I’ll help, just hang on.” Dad placed his paws on her trembling hips and pulled downward. He slid her pants and panties down to her knees, exposing the bare fur of her privates. The center of her daisy-yellow undies held an apricot-sized wet spot. Upon exposure to the open air, another dribble of pee escaped her vulva and landed in her panties. She tried to hold back and stop the leak, but to her horror, it wouldn’t stop. It only seemed to grow stronger.

“DADDY PLEASE HURRY!” she bawled as she hung on to Flynn’s arm for dear life. She didn’t dare look, but she knew that the other kids on the playground would be pointing and staring at her while her pants were down, exposing her to every stranger nearby. 

Her dad ripped open the tabs of the pullup and pressed the absorbent center against her crotch. Her tinkles continued to leak more and more into the pullup as her dad spent second after agonizing second taping it back up against her hips. It was hurried, uneven, and a little too tight, but he got the pullup on and closed.

“You’re okay Princess, you can go now. It’s okay.”

The little wolf sagged against Flynn as she let go and unleashed her pent-up flood. Her tinkles continued to ache through the first few seconds. Her bladder was still sore and overfull even while she began to drain it. Her legs buckled. The pullup eagerly absorbed the hot font of pee, and she felt the garment growing heavier by the second. Her bladder pangs melted away into a wonderful, shameful sense of relief as she let go. Even if it was in a pullup like a little kid. Even if Flynn was watching. Even if the cubs on the playground were pointing and laughing at her. It was all worth it as long as she finally got to pee. 

“Haaah… ooooOOOooohh…” she groaned. The pullup was swollen and drooping between her legs, but her poor neglected bladder kept flowing and flowing. The fur along her crotch and butt was soaked with urine that hadn’t been absorbed by the padding yet. She felt a pawful of droplets run down her inner thigh as her pullup overfilled and leaked around the edges. Her face burned and she tried to stop, or at least slow down, the relentless overflow, but even though it was half-empty now, her bladder wouldn’t respond. Tinkles wanted everything out, and everything was going to come out, no matter what Aurora said. The wolf girl hiccuped. Tears ran down her face.

She felt her dad’s paw ruffle her headfur. “It’s okay baby. You’re fine, we’ve got you.”

Aurora opened her eyes, expecting to see a crowd of jeering onlookers, and instead saw only Flynn with his trademark big, goofy grin. She liked the way his cheeks looked when he smiled. “I still think you did good, Rora.”

The two boys hugged her (a dad was a type of boy, supposedly), and that was the only thing that kept her blubbering fit from escalating into full-on bawling. Their praise and encouragement had her eyes drying up near the same time her bladder did. 

“...All done,” she mumbled. Her accident might not have been a full-on disaster, but the ordeal she’d put her pullup through had been merciless. She’d never seen one so full before, full enough that moving with it on was more of a waddle than a walk. The sides were a dark yellow where her pee had leaked through, and that combined with her earlier leaks had left a few new wet spots on the pants and undies around her ankles.

“Can you step out of those for me?” Dad coaxed in a gentle tone. “We’ll put them back on once you’re cleaned up.

Aurora did, gingerly, leaving her in just her shirt and drenched pullup. “Fine…” she sighed. “The bathroom’s right there, anyway. I’m surprised you haven’t run there already Flynn, you looked like you really had to go.”

The dog’s grin froze, slipped downward, then crashed into a look of abject terror. “IGOTTAGORIGHTNOWBYE-” and he was already off with a paw stuffed between his flailing legs.

“Wait up dummy!” Aurora shouted and leaped after him. It was more of a reflex than anything, an urge to keep up with her friend she’d spent all day competing with. She made it 4 steps behind Flynn and his frantic dash to the potty before disaster struck. Her pullup’s hastily attached side, loosened by haste and water weight, came undone with her burst of physical activity. The untethered waistband dropped lower and lower, exposing her private place to warm summer air and the prying eyes of everyone else at the park. Down, down, her last scrap of dignity in freefall.

“Gotcha!”

At the last second, Daddy scooped her up in his arms. He roughly cradled his daughter against his chest. This kept the pullup in place enough to keep Aurora decent, though it also dabbed a pair of yellow droplets into Dad’s shirt. The older wolf kept pace behind Flynn at a brisk jog. “Let’s get you changed and cleaned up, missy.”

Aurora nodded with her head pressed tight against his shoulder.

Her dad reached the bathrooms just in time to help Flynn’s flailing paws turn the door handle. There were mens’ and womens’ rooms, but that was more of a formality than anything. They were identical, just a single spacious room with a toilet, sink, trash, and changing table. Daddy taking her into the mens’ room was nothing new. If anything, she preferred it, it was usually cleaner.

Flynn staggered toward the toilet while Dad folded down the changing table. He laid Aurora flat on her back against the plastic. She was almost, but not quite, too big for it. She pulled up her knees and spread her legs, purely out of a reflex that she hadn’t quite kicked yet. The sooner she got her pullup all the way off, the better.

Flynn, meanwhile, fought with his zipper like a championship wrestler on a losing streak. “Nggggh T-Tinkles pleeeeease!” he begged. The poor boy looked ready to collapse at any second. His eyes rolled back in his head, presumably buoyed upward by all the extra liquid he was carrying.

“You need a paw, Flynn?” Daddy asked. Flynn glanced over at the wolves like a condemned man. He either wouldn’t respond, or more likely, couldn’t.

Looking over at her friend, Aurora managed to smile despite the afternoon she’d had. Flynn needed one last little boost. “You and Tinkles got this, Flynn. You can do it.”

Flynn took a deep breath, steeled himself, and with paws even faster than a superdog, shoved his pants and underwear down to his knees.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhh…” he moaned as his stream crashed into the toilet bowl with all the force and subtlety of a car crash. The boy’s bright crimson willy was partly out of his sheath, making Aurora think of a firehose between the color and the emergency rush of liquid. He was somewhat big for his age, not that Aurora knew that, but it still looked small compared with his towering height. 

Daddy undid the one remaining strap of Aurora’s pullup and slid it out from under her butt. She shivered as the warm garment was removed, balled up, and thrown away, but never took her eyes off Flynn the whole time. She knew about what boys had down there, sure, and had seen her dad’s often enough, but had never gotten a really good, close look before. Let alone with a friend her age, especially one who was peeing with all the strength of a coursing river. It looked so convenient, having a cool extra body part that you could use to pee wherever you wanted, even standing up!

“Good job Flynn.” she said, her voice breathier than usual. “You and Tinkles must feel a lot better, huh?”

“Feels amaaaazing!” Flynn cooed, his voice half-melted by the endorphins coursing through his body. He held his member near the base to better aim his stream. It was lucky that someone had left the toilet seat up (again), or all three of them would’ve been in the splash zone. “I’ve never heard Tinkles yell that loud before! He’s really, really happy now though, sorry Tinkles!” He rubbed his thumbpad against a spot on his waist and shivered.

Aurora’s dad smirked as he listened to the cubs’ candid chatter. He discarded another pair of sanitary wipes. He’d wiped clean the disaster area that was Aurora’s crotch. Noticing her unblinking stare at her friend’s penis, and Flynn’s apparent comfort (or at least indifference) at being looked at, he made a snap decision.

“Oh! Aurora squeaked as she felt the tip of her dad’s bare paw rub the top of her slit. Her face burned again at the unexpected feeling. “But Daddy,” she whispered, “I didn’t stay dry this time.”

“Maybe not,” he whispered back, “but you still tried as hard as you could, and told me when you couldn’t wait anymore. You can still have a reward, but just this once.”

“Thanks Daddy.” Aurora smiled and returned to her new favorite pastime of staring at Flynn. Her vulva had already started feeling funny after seeing Flynn with his pants down. That feeling grew and grew with her dad’s gentle rubbing of her girl parts. Aurora had discovered the kind of good feelings her body could make a few months ago, all by herself. She’d proudly shown off her new discovery to her parents. They’d been very supportive, even if the rest of the dinner party hadn’t. She knew she could touch herself in her room whenever she wanted, but Daddy’s paw made it feel extra good, so she’d picked this as her preferred reward for good behavior, like staying dry overnight. Dad had been reluctant at first, but the sudden reduction in wet PJs had won him over. 

“Your thingy’s really cool, Flynn.” she huffed as she humped Daddy’s paw. “Do you usually pee outside when you’re hiking?”

“Huh, you mean my weenie? Kinda!” Flynn giggled. His boyhood had expanded another half-inch outside the bounds of his sheath. He kept peeing with no end in sight; he might’ve even had to go worse than Aurora did. That made sense though, he was bigger, so he could hold more pee. “My Daddy taught me how, but I did it on a tree in our backyard once, and Mommy got really mad! I don’t get to take Tinkles outside much anymore.”

“You can do it the next time you go hiking with us.” she huffed. “S-sorry I didn’t want you to this time.”

Her dad leaned in and turned his head away from Flynn. “Would you like to watch him when he does?” he whispered.

Aurora nodded fiercely. Getting to look at Flynn’s privates was making her feel really, really good. She ground her extra tingly place, at the very top of her vulva, into Daddy’s touch. He responded with slow but firm rubbing that made her see stars. 

She blinked to clear them and focus on her friend. Flynn’s stream was finally tapering off, less of a geyser and more of a gentle fountain from the little hole at the end of his boyhood. Light enough to see individual droplets shine in the late afternoon light. She wondered if hers looked like that. Actively watching someone pee was a novel experience. She made a mental note to look for Mommy’s hand mirror the next time she had to go.

“All done!” Flynn sighed as the last few dribbles escaped from Tinkles’ grasp. He gave his member a little shake over the bowl. The boy’s motions gave Aurora a fleeting glimpse of the boy’s fuzzy scrotum. “Thanks Tinkles. Sorry for not listening so good earlier. I’ll listen better next time. Thanks for helping Rora, too.”

Aurora suppressed a moan. This was the best she’d ever felt during her rewards, and the sight of Flynn starting to pull his pants back up was gut-wrenching.

“Hey Flynn?” Her dad asked, just as Flynn’s boyhood was about to disappear back into his briefs. “Why don’t you let Aurora say ‘thank you’ to Tinkles too?”

“That’s a great idea, Rora’s Dad!” he barked. The boy waddled over to the changing table. Thanks to Flynn’s stature and long legs, his boy parts were directly at Aurora’s eye level. Her pupils dilated as his ruby treasure got closer and closer until it was close enough for his tip to brush against the plastic she lay on. Close enough to touch, if she’d had the gall. “Rora, this is Tinkles. He says hi, and that you did a good job today!” His willy bobbed up and down in front of Aurora’s face.

“H-hi Tinkles...” she moaned. Flynn’s member twitched upward in response to her warm breath. Her body was burning up. She wasn’t quite sure why Flynn was making her feel this way, but that combined with Daddy’s touching was making her private parts feel so warm and nice. She didn’t want it to end but knew it was about to as her legs and tummy tightened up. She couldn’t look away from Flynn’s pokey, cherry-colored thing as the feeling got stronger and stronger. “T-thank y-yoaaH AH!”

Her legs snapped shut around her daddy’s paw. Her butt lifted off the changing table as she bucked her hips. Everything felt amazing. Her whole body shook. Imagined scenes of her friend played in her head on repeat, most of them fixated on the cool new red thing in front of her. She was still moaning, probably, but her ears didn’t seem to work anymore. She shut her eyes and focused only on the special feeling between her legs. It lasted forever but was still over too quick.

She cracked her eyes back open. The first thing she saw was Flynn, crouched down, staring at her. “Are you okay Rora? That was scary.”

“’M’okay.” she sighed. She felt her body relax and uncoil, riding the pleasant afterglow of the impossibly intense feeling she’d just experienced. She spread her legs apart and released her dad’s paw. “All done, Daddy.”

“Great job, both of you. Flynn, don’t forget to flush. Princess, let’s get you dressed, then you can both wash your paws and we can start heading home.”

Aurora slowly stepped back into her pants and panties. She caught Flynn trying to look at her while he took his sweet time flushing. She waited an extra second before pulling her panties all the way up, to give him an extra peek. With both their tasks done, the cubs clustered around the sink. Neither one wanted to be left waiting, so the basin became a fracas of paws and soap. The fierce conflict came to a halt when Dad intervened, scrubbing his own paws and enforcing civility in the process.

The trio left the facilities and had a short, leisurely walk back to the car. Conversation was light and easy, a tribute to how tired both cubs were after their adventure. Flynn stepped easily into the backseat and finally had the chance to sit down. “Thanks for taking me with you!” he barked. 

“You’re welcome,” Aurora mumbled, taking as long as possible to enter the car for the ride home.

Her dad thought for a second. “Hey Flynn, would you like to spend the night?”

Both cubs perked up from ear to tail.

“CAN HE?”

“CAN I?”

“We’ll call your parents on the way back, but I don’t see why not.”

Aurora’s dad helped her make the first big step into the vehicle. As he buckled her in, he whispered in her ear “Your toy stethoscope is in the green box upstairs.”

Aurora giggled. “Thanks Daddy. Love you.”

“Love you too, Princess. Hope you two have fun.”