When Jiji woke up that morning, to say that he felt weird would be a severe understatement. Sure he had suffered from those days when sleeping just didn't work, but right know, the soreness in his muscles was like nothing he had ever experienced. 

Sluggishly, he dragged a hand onto his back, looking for that spot near his tail base from wich the pain seemed to start and spread, hoping to relieve it a little with a massage. 

But, when his fingers came onto contact with his bare fur,he froze. Eyes widening in the darkness of the room. His hearth started to race, had he been sleeping naked? Why hadn't he worn his pajamas the night earlier as he always did? 

Now that he was thinking about it, he doesn't even remember coming to bed. The last memory being him and his babysitter drinking tea togheter on the couch whilst watching a film. He slowly slid his body into a sitting position, wincing a little at the jolts of pain spreading from his butt. His mind cogs turning, trying to make sense of the situation.

He must've fallen asleep during the watch then, weird, since ghibli movies where his favourites and they hardly had moments worth falling asleep to. Then, his Hyung must've carried him to bed careful not to wake him, and not finding his pajamas he must've removed his clothes to make him more comfortable.

Jiji exhaled relieved, right, that must have been what had happened. Nothing weird about it, nothing at all. Yet he couldn't shake the weird sensation pooling at his stomach. 

Actually, his stomach too felt super weird. It felt strangely full, and as Jiji pressed his hand lightly over his swollen belly, he could feel his inside twist and scream at him to run to the bathroom. 

God, falling asleep on the couch must have made him miss his nightly bathroom routine! This was a super emergency!

He swiftly removed his blanket and rose to his feet, wobbling slightly onto his weak legs. Standing made the pressure in his belly feel even worse, every step to the bathroom a promise of relief from that overwelming pain.

He staggered in the brightly lit room, and tried to reach for the toilet bowl, but before he could jump onto its safety, his muscles gave out to the pressure, his body relaxing, his hole parting weirdly quickly to let wathever was begging for release througt.

Jiji felt his body shiver at the sensation, a hand holding him up onto his shaky legs holding the sink, the other tightly kneading at the skin of his asscheeks, having held them closed until the last second. 

This was so embarassing, with his eyes thighly shut Jiji reached down between his plump cheeks, maybe there wasn't as much damage as he felt. 

Surprisingly, the moment his fingers grazed his hole they came onto contact with something weirder than his whole situation. 

Jiji slowly opened his eyes again and looked down, a leg propping up onto the toilet to let him have a better view. In the brightness of the bathroom he could now see how red his peepee looked, that explains why it had felt so weird when it brushed against the blankets earlier. 

But even more weird was his bum hole, it was red and swollen, and as he looked better, it was even a bit open. What really surprised the young boy, was actually what was oozing out of him, and now coated his fingers. A weird white liquid he had never seen before.

It didn't smell badly, it didn't look like gross poop, so the curious quokka touched it again. This time it stuck to his finger and connected his digit to the swollen little hole with a thin string.

Huh, weird. His fingers became more insistent, exploring the weird liquid, spreading it around and bringing it close to his face for closer inspection. 

His, now wet,index finger circled his hole, somehow, this kind of massage was helping his soreness, funny tingles filling his belly. Without even noticing, the ring of muscles easily gave way to the digit, making slip inside it's warm wetness. 

Jiji yelped, more in surprise than pain, the sensation was weird, very weird, yet some kind of warmth started to pool in his stomach, rewiring his brain and having him push his finger further into himself, seeking those tingles.

The young quokka saw his little penis twitch slightly when his finger reached deeper inside himself, as much as it could go, a lewd squelching noise filling the room as more white liquid leaked from his hole.

Jiji tentatively pulled out, noticing how the finger dragging along his warm insides had shivers run down his spine and fun tingles fill his stomach. 

When the finger left his warmth, a few drops of white liquid fell to the tiled floor. How much was inside him?

Determined to find out more Jiji moved two of his fingers close togheter and near his entrance. He tightly shut his eyes preparing for the stretch, the same pain as he often felt when he had a fever and had to have his temperature mesured or a suppository inserted. 

Yet the pain never arrived, only a feeling of his skin stretching that had his legs tremble. His two fingers slid easily inside, wetting themselves with the liquid, being quickly enveloped by Jiji's warmth, erupting tingles in his belly. 

Jiji's breath shivered as he pushed his digits even deeper, then he spread them apart, stretching his swollen hole even wider. 

Hi's pupil shrank in surprise, a stream of white gooey liquid was starting to coat his hand and dripping on the floor. There was so much of it that soon a puddle started to form under his feet, as he watched his belly shrink a little, the majority of the liquid now out of him.

Jiji knew he had to be good and clean the mess quickly, he couldn't risk his dad waking up and seeing all the mess he had made! Yet... his mind felt gooey as his fingers started to move again. Their combined grith reaching spots the single digit couldn't touch.

Shaky breaths left his throath as his pace quickened, the tingles in his belly growing more intense, and more urgent, demanding more of this weird sensation enveloping the little boy's body. 

His little dick twiched weakly, it looked tired and spent, but it still reacted to the sensation even if not to it's usual extent. Jiji's tought thought had no time to worry. Not when his fingers bent slightly, moving into his inside and grazing a bundle of nerves that had his hips buckle looking for friction, searching for more of that intense sensation.

Jiji felt tears form at the corner of his eyes, yet his hand didn't stop moving, insted it grew more and more urgent as it kept hitting that special spot that had his stomach erupt in tingles. Careful and quiet moans joining the loud, wet squelches coming from his hole, addictive to his blushed ears.

Suddendly, a particularly perfectly angled thrust had him loose all appearence of control, his throathed meweled a high pitched moan, his knees buckled harshly before going limp and weak, his fingers stuttered nestling deep inside himself basking in the twitches and clenches of his hole. 

His stomach too, overwhelmed by the intensity of the now too many tingles constricted harshly, before releasing a warmth of relief all throught Jiji's body. 

Jiji stood weakly, his air coming in short breaths, as a warm trickle traveled down his leg, pee pooling at his feet, mixing with the quantity of white goo already sitting there and still dripping from his gaping hole. 

Coming down from his high, Jiji's panicked. What had he done, the bathroom was a complete mess! what was that white liquid? why had it made his body feel so warm? What were all these sensations?

Quickly he retrieved his fingers, ignoring the clench of his insides at their loss, washing them throughly in the sink. In a flurry of toilet paper and incorrectly used hand soap, Jiji managed to make the floor sparkle again, worry luckily leaving the back of his mind. 

He jumped in the shower, taking the time to clean his soiled body, now every brush of his hands over his abused hole had him wince. Jiji was so confused, why did it feel so... good earlier? 

He could never, ever tell his dad. It was definitly too embarassing to talk about, and he definitly didn't want to be scolded for messing the bathroom up like he did.

This only left one person in Jiji's life old enough to possibly know what was happening, yet nice enough to not get mad at him for the mess he had made; His babysitter.

With all the courage in his body Jiji took a deep breath and left the shower, doing a once over of the bathroom to try and make his presence unnoticable.

He would tell his Hyung about all the strange things that happened as soon as his father left for work, but until then, it was easy for the spent quokka to slip back under the cover, his heavy eyes falling shut not having realized until then how tired they were. His breath slowed and Jiji drifted off back to sleep.