Wave Crash Commissioned by: Anonymous Written By: Mana Araxis The warm sun shone in the sky, beating down on the beach. Chopper, a young mouse cub, probably no older than eleven years of age, was anxious to hit the waves. Wanting privacy, the tribal marked boy found a secluded area to swim in. Since he did not wear much to begin with, just a leather loincloth and gold wristbands, changing into proper attire was not necessary. "Finally!" exclaimed the mouse, looking onward at the sky blue ocean, reflecting the clear sky above. The mouse cub rushed through the sandy shore line, jumping head first into the lukewarm water. Being a breezy day, the tides were strong with decent waves crashing past the sandbars. Chopper laughed with glee as fell into the oncoming waves, water and sand running up his loins. Minutes later, a gargantuan wave towered above the cub, his happiness quickly dissolving into fear. "Oh no! Ahhh!" shrieked the boy as he was pulled underneath the wave. Soon everything turned black as the mouse became unconscious. Chop slowly opened his eyes, coughing up water trapped in his lungs. Viewing around, he spotted about four mouse girls gazing upon him. It struck Chop weird that the girls were giggling among each other. By their looks, they must of been in their late teens, their caramel brown fur with cream white undersides, accentuated with there developed bosoms. Chop blushed at the sight of the female mice and their giggling. He found it quite perplexing as to why they were acting a little off, until he noticed one of them point towards his waist. It wasn't until then it hit him; upon lifting his neck and looking down his body, he realized he lost his loincloth. He was completely nude in front of these teens, unsure what to do. Fortunately his leather anklets were still intact, event still. "Hello there little boy." said one of the mice. She must of been the leader of the group Chop thought. "Why are you laying here alone with no clothes?" "Uhh..umm..." stuttered Chop, nervousness flooded his mind, preventing him from giving a decent reply. "Well...why are all of you not wearing clothes!" he retorted the best he could. The girls all laughed at his weak reply. "We're just having a girls day at the beach, hoping to find a male to mate with. We hoped to find someone a little older, but... you'll do just fine." answered the lead mouse. The three other teens walked, joining their pack leader. "I-I..." stuttered Chop as he quickly stood up, backing away." "What's your name little boy?" asked the leader, her deep green eyes darting towards his small package between his legs. "Yeah! What's you name!" asked the others. "C-Chopper!" answered the cub. As he backed away, he slipped on a small rock, causing him to fall on his small rump, his legs spread apart for all the girls to see. The lead mouse raced towards Chop, pouncing him and pinning his arms to the ground. "Get off of me!" yelled the cub, the view of the sun quickly turning to the view of the mouse's breasts. "Not until you satisfy all of our needs." replied the mouse smugly. As her three friends watched, the mouse dominating Chop began to rub her clit against the cub's boyhood. "You know Chopper...those tribal markings of yours are very cute...and sexy." commented the mouse. Chop tried to wriggle loose, but to no avail. Chop could feel the teen's juices seep from her pussy, lubricating his small cock. "Hah..unngh! You like that little boy!? I can feel your little penis getting hard." said the teen ecstatically. Standing up slightly, the teen grabbed the boy's cock, pulling down his sheath, guiding his pink member between her legs. Chop could feel her warm insides as she lowered herself onto him. "Hah...hah...Hahhh!" shrieked the dominating teen as she rode the mouse. She could feel his cock scrape against her walls, not knowing Chop was actually part feline. His barbs not only scraped against her, but increased her sex drive. Chop wanted to escape, but realizing that wouldn't happen anytime soon, succumbed to the girl's wiles. The boy started to buck his hips, the teen's pussy juices running down his shaft with each thrust. In the background, he could here the other girls moaning. Indeed they were enjoying the show and played with their own clits as they waited for their turn with Chop. "Ungh...ungh...I'm gonna..." moaned Chop moments later, unable to hold it any longer. The mouse sat down forcefully, Chop's member burying itself inside the mouse's vagina. Small streams of his semen shot inside, filling and impregnating the teen. Laying back in exhaustion, Chop sprawled his legs and arms out as the teenager stood up. Pussy juice and semen dripped from her clit over the boy's ball sac and sand. "Pretty good little boy. Girls! It's your turns now!" yelled the mouse to the others. Once again, Chop became each of their toys and mated with each one. In between mating with the boy, they would give him a blow job, sometimes massaging his ball sac just to keep him erect between fuckings. Evening fell with the girls departing from the beach together, leaving Chop to his own devices. The boy was both relieved and sad at the same time. He couldn't make sense of his experience. Sitting on the shoreline, whimpering, he caught the sight of something floating among the tides; something familiar. He quickly raced and grabbed what he thought it was; his missing loin cloth. It needed to be dried, but for now he was happy enough to have found his missing clothing. Leaving for home, he wondered if he would ever meet those girls again.