The swimming pool was one of Frankie's favourite places to hang out. When she was in her transient years she always made a habit of stopping by every public pool she could find. They were always crowded, teaming with cubs, tots, and teens, and filled with ample places to corner them alone so she could do her thing. Some of them were even crowded enough that if Frankie was feeling bold, she could feel up a mark in plain sight and no one would know. Now that she had settled down (more or less) and had cubs of her own, her tactics were a little different.

Today she sat mostly on the sidelines, dressed in a vibrant pink one-piece bathing suit, feeding baby Ashley from a bottle. She ended up with the piglet for the day to give Alice a break when Aaron got called into work for one of his famously long on-call shifts. It was an easy choice for her – all her video game characters were at a comfortable level, she didn't have a raid scheduled until later that evening, and the last bundle of footage Aaron gave her to edit was scheduled to be uploaded to his socials – both conventional and underground – while she was away, so she had some time to take the little piglet out on the town for some 'girl time.'

Mother and daughter looked at each other through mismatched eyes, Ashley hungrily gulping down her bottle before starting to pout and fuss. Frankie took that a que to deploy her little trap. Pretending the family change room was locked, Frankie opened up her baby bag and set out a blanket on the tiled pool floor before placing Ashley on it and starting to undo her swim diaper. She was careful to position herself near enough to both the watching parents and the shallow end of the pool to maximize the chance of catching someone's eye. When Frankie was done the dirty work, she let Ashley stay naked for a bit, letting her 'air out' while she put the baby paraphernalia back in the bag.

Ashley only tolerated the cool breeze for a few moments before she started to fuss again, her small pink body heaving slightly and her big porcine ears twitching as she started to cry. "Ah yes," Frankie grinned, cooing down at her, "the siren calls!"

Frankie looked around, seeing who's attention the little fussbudget had attracted. There were a few stares from other moms, and a few of the older kids looked around for the source of the sound echoing off the walls before diving back under the water. She did see that she had caught the attention of at least one cub, a round little hippo boy around four or five, wearing a translucent white shirt and red flame-decorated bathing shorts that clung to his thighs. Frankie turned back to baby Ashley, making it look like she was still busy, and before long the hippo calf trundled up, leaning over from afar like he was afraid Ashley or Frankie snap at him.

The older canine let the boy stare while she finished putting Ashley's accessories away, then turned over her shoulder to size him up. Everything about the boy was spherical and soft - his round face, his portly cub belly, his thick thighs, and the large dome-shaped tent his was pitching in his shorts. Frankie took a guess that his little bits would be just as cute and round as the rest of him, and she knew she would find out soon enough.

"Well hey there!" Frankie greeted, pulling one last baby wipe out of her bag to make a show of wiping Ashley's private parts, spreading her smooth lower lips and dragging the cold wipe between them. Ashley whined and whimpered, kicking her legs up to the sky.

The hippo calf was quiet, his thick grey skin starting to flush as he stared at the baby, and Frankie watched his hand tug and pull at the growing bulge in his shorts. She made a show of continuing to clean Ashley in silence for a few moments, even lifting the baby slightly up by the ankles to wipe her bottom. Ashley let out a giggle as her curly pig tail sprang back up after Frankie dragged the wet wipe between her cheeks.

"Do you not have a sister at home?" Frankie asked above Ashley's protests.

The hippo boy blustered, clearly not expecting to be called out for spying on the naked baby. He didn't answer. Frankie stared him down until he did. "Um," he hesitated, unable to meet her gaze, ". . .no." His voice was soft and high-pitched, something Frankie expected a cub half his size to sound like. "I-I've heard about girls having different kinds of private parts, but I've never seen them before."

"It's okay," Frankie laughed, "you can take a closer look if you want, she doesn't bite! Her name is Ashley." Frankie put the wipe in a little baggie from her diaper bag and joined the pachyderm in watching her little girl kicking out with both legs, almost like she was trying to ride a bike. 

"I-I'm Nile," The hippo calf stammered as he continued to stare, adjusting his bathing shorts again. "Nice to meet you, I guess!" He seemed completely oblivious to anything else around him.

"If you want a really close look," Frankie grinned sharply, snapping the boy out of his stupor, "come find me in the family changeroom. Meet me there in a few minutes, and try not to make it obvious, 'kay? You're not as stealthy as you think!" She gave the boy a firm tap on the shoulder and put a fresh nappie on Ashley, leaning in to blow a raspberry on the piglet's face and tussle her wispy blonde hair.

With nothing else to see the hippo boy looked around, apparently realizing he might not have been as discreet as he thought, and walked away, trying to look inconspicuous. 

Frankie packed up her bag and hoisted the piglet up onto her shoulder. Ashley let out a joyful squeal so high Frankie thought every other canine in the pool was going to turn their head. "Always making a scene," Frankie shook her head and gave Ashley a pat on the bottom of her diaper before stepping out of the pool area and into the family change room.

The family change room was more like a conventional bathroom in a big, fancy house than a public washroom. It was large and accessible, covered floor to ceiling in green and blue tiles that ranged in hue from bright teal to indigo. There was a toilet, an open shower with a hose attachment, and a large counter with two sinks. Frankie didn't care about any of that, though, she just cared that the room had a door that locked. Shifting Ashley into the crook of her arm, Frankie put Ashley's changing mat on the counter between the two sinks and then laid her on top of it, removing the diaper she just put on only a few moments before. "You little harlot," she teased, pinching Ashley's ear lightly, "You caught us another one!"

There was a knock on the door only a few moments later. Frankie opened it part way and shooed the hippo calf in before shutting it again. "You were supposed to wait," Frankie accused, rolling her eyes and leading him over to the naked baby porcine on the counter, "but thankfully Ashley was just as eager to show off as you were to get a closer look. And now you can get as close as you want!"

Nile leaned forward without moving his feet, eyes locked on to Ashley's genitals. Frankie stepped closer and pulled the piglet's thighs apart, making sure the pachyderm got an eyeful. "You can touch her if you want," Frankie nodded, "go ahead, it's okay! It's what brothers and sisters do."

With Frankie's permission, the hippo calf finally took a step closer to the counter, turning to face the tiny baby. He reached out with a hand and gently touched the soft folds of Ashley's smooth, hairless skin. Frankie could see his hesitation and the surprise at the sensation, like it wasn't what the boy was expecting to feel. Ashley, on the other hand, reacted strongly to the touch, kicking her legs and giggling at the hippo's delicate caress.

"It looks like it tickles," Frankie observed, leaning down beside the pair, "Why don't you try pushing a little harder?"

Nile followed Frankie's instructions, and Ashley squealed as his fingers pushed firmly against her folds.

"See?" Frankie grinned, "She likes it! Just keep doing that . . ." She crouched down and slid her hand against the hippo boy's bulge. He recoiled in response, his entire body seizing up at the unexpected grope. "Just keep touching her," Frankie instructed, palming the boy's moose knuckle before snapping the waistband of his swim trunks against his rubbery skin. "I think these should go," the canine declared, looking up at the handsy hippo boy, "my little girl is all naked for you, shouldn't you do the same for her?"

"A-are you sure?" Nile replied nervously, looking down at Frankie's painted canine claws. Frankie nodded without breaking eye contact.

Hesitantly, Nile peeled his swimming trunks off his grey, rubbery skin and revealed his stiff length. Frankie ran her hand along the underside of the boy's length, and felt him shiver. He was girthy - not particularly long, but very thick, with a lot of rubbery foreskin.

"You really are round everywhere," Frankie teased, rubbing the boy's shaft back and forth and cackling as he knees almost buckled at the sensation. "What, you never rubbed one out before, Nile?" she grinned condescendingly, "you a late bloomer? Or just not used to a girl's touch?"

"Um," the hippo boy shivered, "I-I've never . . .touched myself like what you're doing," he admitted, his eyes flitting nervously between Ashley and Frankie, "Is this s-something else brothers and sisters do?"

"Or brothers and brothers," Frankie clarified, "it doesn't matter!" She nodded to Ashley, still laying naked on the countertop. "You can't take your eyes off her, can you? How did it feel to touch her? Do you want to keep going?"

The hippo boy's eyes locked onto Ashley again, taking in her tiny features. "Touching her was . . . different," he said, trying to find the words, "but I think it felt good! I, uh, I think I want to keep going . . ." He reached down to gently stroke the soft folds of skin between her legs again.

"Good, good," Frankie nodded with a toothy grin, "She likes it! See how wet she's getting down there?"

Nile looked down at the tip of his finger - the baby's skin was reddish and slippery down there, reflecting the harsh florescent lights of the changeroom. He was sure it was dry before he started touching her.

"It's her way of getting ready for you," Frankie whispered, "Why don't you try pushing a little deeper?"

"Deeper? So I should put my finger . . . in her?" Nile looked down at Ashley nervously.

Frankie nodded, crouching down to lower her jaws to Nile's erection.

Nile took a deep, shuddering breath and reached down to Ashley's genitals, sliding his finger between the smooth, wet folds of skin. Ashley squealed with delight, kicking her legs up like a frog against the intruding digit, almost like she was trying to rub herself against it. Meanwhile, Frankie stuck out her tongue and wrapped her lips around Nile’s member, closing her eyes as she tasted his tangy flesh and the remnants of chlorinated pool water.

"I th-think I need to stop," Nile panted, his cheeks flushing red, "I-I've never done this before!" He reached down for his shorts to try and pull them back up, but Frankie stopped him, letting his shaft spring out of her mouth.

"You can't just tease Ashley like that and leave her begging for more," she accused, "At least finish up on her like a good brother!"

Nile's eyes flickered between Ashley and Frankie, taking in their eager faces. It was clear he wasn't sure what to do.

"Like this," Frankie instructed, stepping behind him and pushing the calf onto his toes and forcing his erection up over the counter. The hippo's eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat as Frankie dragged Ashley closer, pulling her onto the tip of Nile’s member.

Ashley squealed like a feral sow, kicking her legs out one at a time and moving her hips clumsily from side to side.

Nile didn't seem to need any more encouraging. He leaned into the counter, lightly gripping one of Ashley's legs to keep her from squirming away while he clumsily rubbed his slimy tip up into her hairless newborn cleft. "It feels so . . . tingly," the calf huffed.

"She loves it," Frankie grinned, eyes glued to the two of them, "You sure you never touched a girl before? You're a natural!"

Nile clumsily bucked against the counter, jamming his member into Ashley's slippery cleft with enough force that it slipped out and onto her belly, but the calf didn't stop. he kept sliding it back and forth, Ashley's tiny lower lips hugging it from either side while she babbled and bucked her hips, kicking up her legs as if she was trying to wrap around his length and keep him inside.

"I-uh!" Nile stammered, losing his words, "I . . .it . . . I feel . . .guh!" He bellowed in orgasm as his length stiffened and slipped out from between Ashley's legs. Frankie watched him buck his hips against the counter, holding onto it for support as his knees buckled, but she didn't see a drop of cum from the boy.

Ashley started to fuss, the funny warm feelings no longer tingling between her legs. Frankie scooped up her naked, porcine body and grinned. As much as she loved seeing Ashley get off, she also loved seeing her get left wanting. It was Frankie's way of getting revenge for Ashley's humiliating birth. "See?" Frankie grinned, addressing both Ashley and Nile, "that wasn't so bad, was it?" She leaned down, getting down to Nile's level as he recovered.

Nile searched the canine's face for some sort of explanation as to what just happened to him, and it was clear from his expression that he was confused and vaguely troubled by the experience. "W-what happened?" he asked, breathing heavily, his skin glistening with a mixture of sweat and pool water. "I feel . . . dizzy . . ."

Frankie just grinned, pinching one of his tiny round ears. "You'll figure it out one day," she teased, wrapping Ashley's naked body in a towel and turning to leave. "You should go ask your mommy for a sister," she winked, raising her voice to talk over Ashley's increasingly insistent fussing, "or a brother. They're good practice!"

Nile didn't respond, he just looked at Ashley and Frankie with wide, guilty eyes. 

Frankie closed the door behind her without locking it, half-hoping that someone would walk in on the poor pachyderm before he recovered. "Come on, you," she chided Ashley, bouncing the piglet on her arm trying to distract her, "lets go rub one out on the bus home."