[center][b][u]Lessons in Cubsitting[/u][/b][/center]

As Tarn's migraine subsided, the world faded back into view around him. Everything around him appeared to be much bigger than he remembered. Had he accidentally shrunk himself again? No, that couldn't be it. Wasn't he just on the couch? He looked down at his smaller paw, the small plastic toy car he was holding was made for a cub.

Cub? That's right! He had been babysitting his neighbor's cub. He spun around and was shocked to see the adult wolf sitting on the couch. He blinked, trying to make sense of what was happening. The wolf on the couch looked just like him. No, it didn't just look like him, it was his body blinking back at him.

"Rocky? Is that you?" Tarn asked.

"Y... yeah... Tarn? Why are you in my body?"

Tarn dropped the toy, his paws immediately probing every section of his body to verify his hypothesis. His smaller and rounder muzzle, tiny ears, slightly pudgy chest and stomach. He ran his hand along his pink tail, and blushed as his hand subconsciously migrated to his new crotch. 

Rocky stood up from the couch and Tarn's mouth dropped, realizing just how small he was compared to his former body. He was barely tall enough to reach his belly button, and the birds-eye view of his former bulge captured his attention.

"Rocky, did you do something? We... swapped bodies." Tarn licked his lips, trying to keep from being distracted. His small cock twitched, and he couldn't help but wonder just how close Rocky was to reaching puberty. If his libido was any indication, it would be very soon.

"Whoa, does this mean I'm the babysitter?" He looks down with a sly grin and in his most commanding voice said, "Go to your room!"

Tarn's eyes went wide as he immediately tried to protest with the larger wolf, "Why? I didn't do anything!"

Rocky held the stern look for only a moment before breaking out into a fit of giggles. Tarn's lip quivered as he tried to fight back his tears. For a moment he had actually been convinced he'd done something wrong.

"I just wanted to say that! Aww, come here, I'm sorry." Rocky pulled him in for a hug and Tarn's muzzle was shoved right into his former wolf crotch. Being that close was enough to send him into a frenzy, his new cub cock immediately grew hard. He reached down and unbuttoned the cub's pants, freeing the tiny dick. His paw brushed up against the tip, exploring the nearly furless shaft.

Rocky roughly grabbed his arm and pulled it away, "Hey! Mommy says I'm not allowed to play with that!"

Tarn tried to pull himself free from the strong cub but the effort was futile. He couldn't believe how weak he was in this body. He was aching for release, and said the first thing that came to his mind, "It's okay, it's not yours right now."

Rocky tilted his head, the wheels turning.

"Oh... I guess you're right. If that's true, then I can play with this cause it's not mine either!" Rocky quickly shimmied out of his pants, revealing Tarn's much larger wolf cock.

"Whoa... why is yours so big?" He grabbed the member and flipped it up a few times. Tarn huffed, he was so close to his own cock, and yet it wasn't his. His paws shot up and wrapped his fingers around the shaft. It felt enormous in his smaller hands. Rocky moaned.

"That feels really good Tarn. I've never felt anything like this."

Tarn licked his lips, wondering if his small cub mouth would be able to handle the monster meat. He took the tip into his maw, already knowing he'd have difficulty if he tried to take in the entire length. Rocky might not have understood what was happening, but his adult body reacted instinctually, putting a hand on the back of Tarn's head and thrusting.

"This feels amazing. I... think something is happening..." Rocky's wolf cock twitched, his adult balls pulled up as they began to release a torrent of hot wolf cum. Tarn attempted to pull himself away as he started to choke on his own seed, and as he did so, ropes of thick cum sprayed over his muzzle.

The cub in his old body was still panting from the new experience, his knot throbbing hard with each pulse of Tarn's former heart. He knew his old body and could already tell that it was building up towards a second release, but hopefully the cub wouldn't realize it.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to pee all over you." Rocky frowned, his eyes still slightly glazed over from his horny libido. As sorry as he was, Tarn could already tell he was thinking about how he could get away with doing it again.

"It's not pee... it's kind of hard to explain."

"Can mine... I mean can that one do the same thing?" Rocky pointed at his former cub cock, the little thing was rock hard and twitching. He reached down and picked up Tarn with ease, casually wiping a bit of the spunk from Tarn's cheek. Rocky placed the cub down on the couch and pinned his legs down to keep Tarn from squirming too much. He then grabbed his former tiny cock between two fingers and began rubbing. Tarn's new cub body had never felt anything like it before, and the sensitivity was overwhelming. If he hadn't been pinned down he would have rolled right off the couch from the sensations.

"I'm not sure it's working," Rocky said.

"No, it's definitely working, keep going!" Tarn arched his back, his body completely overtaken by the sheer pleasure of his very first orgasm. The little cub's body Tarn was in suddenly twitched as he huffed and panted from the intense handjob. Rocky didn't understand the signs, so he continued to rub the tiny sensitive cock.

"Stop! I'm done!" Tarn tried to pull the cub's hand away.

"Did I do something wrong?" Rocky asked.

"No, you were amazing."

"But nothing came out. Where was that white stuff?" Rocky looked confused, but Tarn finally understood why. He fell back on the couch cushion and chuckled.

"I think this body might still be just a little too young for that, but you'll start producing it soon." Tarn yawned, feeling the weight of exhaustion building up in him. "It's getting late, I think it's time to get you ready for bed."

Rocky pulled back a bit in surprise, a hint of sadness in his eyes that suddenly disappeared as a smile spread across his muzzle. "Okay then, let's get you ready for bed little pup!"

In one quick motion he stood up from the couch and lifted Tarn up, holding him against his shoulder. Tarn was surprised by the sudden boost but even more surprise at what Rocky had called him. Together they went to the bathroom to clean off the rest of the cum that had begun to dry into his fur and get brushed up. Tarn gawked at the absurdity of using a spiderman toothbrush at first, but shrugged it off.

"Okay, let's get the little pup to bed! You're up past your bedtime." Rocky grinned. It hit Tarn like a ton of bricks that Rocky was now suddenly acting like his babysitter.

"I meant you. You need to get some sleep, I'll be out here on the couch waiting for your parents." Tarn tried not to think of all the logical hoops he had to jump through to make a statement like that.

"Nuh uh! I'm the babysitter and you're a cub and up past your bedtime. You need to do what I say. Now, you head to bed little man or... or I'll spank you!" Rocky crossed his arms comically and tapped his foot, an action he must have picked up from either his parents or television cartoons. Tarn's eyes went wide, he wasn't sure if Rocky would carry through with the threat but he was definitely strong enough to do it if he wanted to. Tarn made his way into the room and climbed into the racecar bed. In moments the cub was out cold.

[center]To Be Continued?[/center]