A quick tale of a one-year-old Fievel.

Toddlercon oriented, but with animals. 
Characters,
Fievel Mousekewitz.
Denny Mouse.

Somehow someone had decided to have me watch Fievel, an 18-year-old, who people know liked boys in a sexual way. But still here I am, watching wee little Fievel, who is just one-year-old. Even still, here I sit on my sofa with a one year old Fievel on my floor on his belly.

It would be some time until his parents would be back, enough to abuse and redress as if nothing happened.
Tomorrow morning to be more precise, but they trusted me fully. Either that, or they knew something, and let it go. This wasn’t the first time little Fievel had been over at my place.

“Well little Fievel, the diaper is the first thing to go.” I said aloud.
I pulled Fievel’s diaper off, exposing I giant piece of poop which was just finishing coming from his anus.
I cleaned that up, and then took his diaper off completely. I had Fievel laying on a changing table, as staring at Fievel is all I had to do to get a good erection going. I pulled my penis from my clothes. Erect as all heck, I rubbed Vaseline on my penis.

I pressed it hard into Fievel’s 1-year-old anus, as he moaned in pain. I placed a paw on his mouth, as I penetrated him fully. He tried to scream, then settled down immediately as if he already understood. Little Fievel moaned as he seemed to be trying to get use to this.

His little anus was so stretched that it was red. Fievel moaned as I pulled my penis from his anus some, but not taking it all the way out. Fievel cried, as I moved, seeming to be going into orgasm along with the pain of my penis stretching his anus.

Fievel began to smile some, as I moved my penis in and out of his little anus. Fievel moaned as he peed on himself some, laying on his back, as I moved with an almost pace, maybe more of a rhythm as I moaned in orgasm.

Fievel moaned too, penis jumping about some as his body went into orgasm after orgasm. He peed again and again, peeing all over his own body, liking the wetness on his red shirt. He placed his paws in his pee, liking the wetness on his shirt.

“I am going to cum little Fievel.” I said aloud, as I moved faster and faster, moaning from orgasm, Fievel’s orgasms growing in his body, as he was peeing like cuming a load of semen. Over and over, jittering almost like being cold in a way, as Fievel’s orgasms peaked hard, and then squirt seminal fluid, easily like an eighteen-year-old could.

I moaned and than felt my body peak into Fievel’s little asshole, straight up this one-year-old’s anus, Fievel moaned as I squirt a second and third time. I moaned as my body squirt hard and lots into Fievel’s little body. My penis being hugged tightly by Fievel’s anus.

Semen squirt from Fievel’s little anus, as I spat and spat over and over again, semen running from Fievel’s anus, Fievel still spitting seminal fluid, moaning at the same time. I also kept spitting mine, though I had pulled out, and was spitting the rest all over his body.

As soon as I finished cuming, I carried Fievel into the bathroom, and then gave the young mouse a bath.
Actually I sat in the tub with little Fievel, as I soaped him down too. I did not want it to look like I’d done anything to little Fievel.

I placed him down for the evening at about nine thirty and then headed to bed myself at ten thirty.

(FIN!)