Paul and Annie found Katie hiding in the feed box in the back of the old barn.  

"Hah," yelled Annie triumphantly, "we have you!  Now you have to forfeit!"

"Alright.  Alright," muttered Katie.  "What do you want to do?"

For a moment Annie was stopped.  She hadn't planned ahead, so she had no forfeit in mind.

"We should hang her," said Paul.  The girls looked at him puzzled.  "That's what they do in the books," he continued.  "The evil villain is always hanged."

"Okay," said Katie.

"How?" asked Annie.

Paul stepped to the wall and grabbed a coil of rope that had been left there for as long as he could remember.  He started to uncoil and shake out the line.

"Take your dress off," he said to Katie.  

"Do I have to?"

"That's the way they do it."

Katie shrugged and started to pull at the laces of her bodice.

"Annie, get that box and drag it over here," said Paul, nodding at a long narrow wooden crate. He made a loop in the end of the rope, and after a moment of thought tied a crude slip knot in it.  

"Alright, Paul," said Annie, "here it is."  The box was now at his side; set on end, the top of it was right at knee level.  Paul looked at Katie, as she was just stepping out of her underpants.  Paul hesitated.  There was something different about Katie.  What was it?

"Now what?" asked Katie.  

Coming back to himself Paul said: "Here," and lifted the crude noose to place it over Katie's head.  She was looking at his face while the rope slid down around her neck.

"Now get up on the box," he told her.  Katie stepped around the back of the box, so that they could watch her scramble up onto it.  Paul had a good look at the space between her legs.  And, that was when he realized what had changed.

Paul had experienced his first nocturnal emision just a few months ago.  His big brother had explained to Paul what sex was, and showed him some pictures of grown furs with their clothes off.  Paul had tried playing with himself while looking at the pictures a couple of times, without much success.  Now here was Katie, a girl who had been a playmate and friend for as long as he could remember, and her body was beginning to look like the women in the pictures.  Katie was growing boobs. They were small but they were definately there.  And the slit between her legs was pink and -

"Now what?"

Paul shook himself.  Katie was standing on the box, with the rope around her neck.  Paul threw the other end of the rope over a rafter, and pulled it all down.  His slip knot rose until it touched Katie's ruff.  Then he wrapped the running end around a protruding slat from a stall side, and held it.

Annie and Katie looked at him expectantly.

Speaking with what he imagined was a judicial tone of voice he said: "Katie, you have been found guilty of horrible crimes.  You must hang."

"Curses," replied Katie, "you have foiled my evil plans!"

"Annie, push over the box."

Annie pushed on the box, but it barely budged.  She pushed a second time, and this time Katie jumped a little to help.  The box fell -

Katie's neck hit the noose with a thump.

Paul felt the rope jerk in his hand, but the wraps around the slat helped him hold it steady.

Katie'e eyes were wide as she swung back and forth.  At first she barely moved.  But then her chest started to heave.  Her tail swished wildly about.  She twitched in the hips, and her arms flailed about at her sides.  She looked at Paul with something like amazement in her eyes. When she began to thrash around, like a fish on a hook, her eyes seemed to roll up in thier sockets.

Suddenly scared for her, Paul pulled the rope free of the slat.  The cord burned the palm of his paw as it jerked through his grip.  Katie fell to the dirt floor and collapsed.

Paul felt uncomfortable in his trousers.  While Annie helpd Katie sit up, he dropped a paw to his groin and discovered that he was erect and swelling in his breechs.  He rubbed if for a moment, and that felt good.  But, it was the kind of good that kept his thing hard.

Suddenly, he realized that Katie was staring at him.

"Are you getting excited looking at me?"

Paul felt his ears heat up, and his tail drooped but his member did not.  At a loss for words, Paul muttered: "Uh, yes."

"Ew!"

Offended, Paul sought a way to defend his reaction.  "Well, it's 'cause you're so pretty.  You should be - uh - complimented!"

She seemed to consider that idea.  Then she said: "Let me see."

"Uh, I don't -"

"You got excited looking at me with my dress off.  It's only fair!"

Well, that did make sense.  Reluctantly he unbuttoned his fly, and pulled his member out.  Annie and Katie stared at him.  Without the pressure of squeezing into his trousers, his thing didn't feel the stimulation, but looking at naked Katie looking at him, was keeping it hard anyway.

"You got that looking at Katie hang?" asked Annie.

"Well, yes."

"Then, I want to do it, too."

Annie started to unbutton her blouse.

"It hurts," said Katie.  "More than anything!"

"If you can do it, I can do it."

Paul stared as Annie pulled off her blouse.  - unhooked her skirt waist and pushed down her skirt. - pulled her petticoat over her head. - shinied her underpants down to her feet.  As each garment fell free he found he was eager to see what she looked like undressed.  They had all seen each other undressed as little children, but this was different.  Had she changed the way Katie had changed?  Was her body turning into the kind of thing big boys wanted to see in pictures?

His thing seemed to throb, and without realizing it, he took hold of it.  If either girl notice, they didn't say anything.  It felt good to hold it.

Naked, Annie paused and looked at him.  So he looked at her.  She was a few months younger than Katie, but her hips were rounder, and her boobs were fuller.  She had big nipples that seemed to reach out, the way his thing was reaching out.

Katie took the rope off of her neck.  She reached up and slipped the loop over Annies head, and down around her neck.  The two girls looked into each others eyes for a moment.  Then Katie reached for the over turned box.  Annie helped her set it up, before climbing up upon it.  Annie's tail was twitching madly as she turned to look at Paul.

"I regret nothing," she said: "I am ready to pay for my crimes!"

"Then, I sentance you to hang!"  Paul quickly wrapped the rope  around the wooden slat.  When he looked up, Katie pushed on the box.  It fell.  

Annie fell.

There was a distinct sound in the rope with her weight hit the noose.  Annie immediately began to jerk about.  Her paws flew to her neck and she tried to grab at the rope.  Her legs and tails flew in great circles.

Katie took the few steps to Paul's side as they watched thier friend suffer in the grip of the rope.  Annie started to kick out.  Her knees shot up and away, then fell, and kicked again.  Paul could see the faint pink slit between Annies legs.  That spot his brother said was where his member would go if they did 'it.'   Without saying anything, Katie took Paul's member in her hand and gave it an experimental pull.  That was as much as Paul could take, and his seed spurt and dribbled out onto her hand and the dirt floor.

Shocked by the unexpected emmision, Paul was barely aware when Annie stopped struggling.  He suddenly realized the girl had gone limp in the noose, and he immediately jerked the rope free from its anchor.  This time he let go right away so that it didn't burn his hand.

Katie wiped her hand off on Pauls shirt with an annoyed look.  Then they went to help Annie get up.

Afterwards, they all found places to sit.  Paul tucked his thing back into his breeches, but the girls were still undressed.

"My bother told me about - you know -" said Paul.

"My mother told me," said Katie, "when I had my first moonblood."

"My mother wouldn't tell me much of anything," added Annie with disgust in her voice.  "She seemed embarrassed by the whole thing."

"My Papa likes to look at pictures," said Katie, "of girls all tied up with rope.  I think he likes to touch himself while he looks at them."

"My brother has pictures like that," said Paul.  "Some of them are tied up."

Katie looked up at the rope still dangling from the rafter.  "I think I would like to be tied up."

Paul felt his tongue stick to his mouth.  He wanted to say - say something! But, nothing came out.

"Are we - " started Annie, then she hesitated.  "Are we going to become lovers?"

Katie looked at her cautiously. "Do you want to?"

Annie smiled.  "I'll tie you up if you want.  You can tie me up, too."

Katie grinned, and the two girls reached out to hug.

After a moment, they stopped and both girls turned to look at Paul.  Katie lifted her hand to her neck, and moved her head in a way that implied hanging.  She smiled, invitingly.

Only vaguely aware of what he was letting himself in for, Paul grinned broadly and said: "Sure!"