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After a run-in with bullies a new friend in a ghost costume helps him out. Her voice is disguised, and he discovers she has no scent, along with a few other surprises", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Nine year old Jeremy wanted to trick or treat with his friends. After a run-in with bullies a new friend in a ghost costume helps him out.  Her voice is disguised, and he discovers she has no scent, along with a few other surprises", "writing": "Gasps of a friendly ghost \n\nBy Sumdumguy\n\nBased on an idea by Homer Solomon of \"Writers Crossing\" discord server.\n\n\n\n Dusk was turning to darkness, with a large harvest moon blazing orange as it slowly rose in the sky. Jeremy was happy, his plastic orange jack-o'-lantern shaped candy bucket was ¾ full. He was going to head home to drop off his candy before meeting the gang for some \"tricks\". All the older cubs soaped up windows, toilet papered houses or stole pumpkins, and he wanted bragging rights this year. Suddenly, shoved hard, the otter went flying, hitting the ground hard. The candy bucket, pulled from his grasp was held by an older leopard boy with green spiked head-fur.\n Looking up, slightly dazed, Jeremy saw the bane of his nine years of existence: two older boys, junior high cubs, leopards dressed as \"punk rockers\".\n\n\"G-gimme back my candy, Jacob!\" said Jeremy, his voice wavering as he stood up on his hindpaws. He tried to arch his mid-back up, in a show of dominance, but wasn't able to, in an obvious fail.\n\n\"It's 'J-dawg' now, you little stretched water-rat! And it's our candy.\" said the punk with the green spiked wig. Instead of a gold chain he was wearing a dog chain around his neck, fastened with a rusty padlock. He had an old black t-shirt displaying \"Crucifucks\", faded and torn, with old black jeans on.\n\n\"Yeah, J-Dawg said it's ours! Beech!\" joined in a leopard with a pink spiky wig; he seemed to have a bicycle security cable around his neck; the coiled type coated with plastic, this one having a pink padlock on it. He was wearing a t-shirt with \"Air Supply\" ironed on and some 'acid washed' white designer jeans.\n\n\"Clarence, stop being a jerk-\" started Jeremy, as J-Dawg poured the contents of the pumpkin bucket into a pillowcase he was holding.\n\n\"It's not 'Clarence' anymore; the scene calls me 'C-boi' cause I'm so cool, runt!\" said C-boi, as he reached down, grabbed the left shoulder of Jeremy's 'Robot Fox Ninja' costume and ripped it down, baring Jeremy's fur down near to his crotch.\n\n Jeremy screamed \"My costume!\", Trying to push the costume's torn edges together. There was a loud laugh from the teens, and the bullies ran off into the night, throwing the empty pumpkin bucket into the road.\n The night was ruined. Jeremy had no candy, no costume and when he got home, Ma would be telling him she was right; that he WAS too little to go trick or treating with his friends or by himself. He sat on the concrete steps of a house and cried, not caring about the cubs walking past him, getting their own candy. A couple cubs tried to talk to him, but he didn't answer, just shaking his head 'No.' and ignoring them and their parents who tried to comfort him.\n\nA paw was firmly placed on his shoulder and his head flew around in alarm. Bullies again? \n\nA cub in a white-sheet ghost costume was there. Taking a sniff, he was surprised, this cub had no scent at all, the visible paw covered by a white glove, with the other paw behind it's back. The cub looked tall and thin but with the head covered by a bed sheet he couldn't tell the specie. The fur was wearing \"ghost eye\" covers, so anything in the eye holes of the sheet was hidden from view.\n The cub brought it's paw out and held his orange pumpkin candy bucket to him ;Jeremy wiped his eyes and took the container.\n\n\"Thank you.\" he said in a hopeless voice.\n\nWith a surprisingly echoing voice, sounding like Darth Vader speaking from the bottom of a well, the cub spoke. \"Come on. Let's go get you some more candy.\"\n\n\"H-h-how does your voice do that?!\" Jeremy asked. That sounded CREEPY.\n\nIn response the ghostly cub reached inside their costume, and Jeremy saw the outline of a paw moving under the cloth, and made a motion close to their face.\n\nA high-pitched 'chipmunk' cartoon voice replied \"It's a voice changer from the costume shop. It's cool!\". There was a brief pause. \"You can't even tell I'm a girl, can you?\"\n\n\"No. I can't tell what you are.\" \n\n\"Can you keep a secret?\" she asked.\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"I'm an elephant under the costume.\" it tried and failed to whisper.\n\nHe looked real hard at the figure. This looked tall and thin, about his size…tusks or a trunk wouldn't fit under-\n\n\"No you aren't!\"\n\nLaughter rang out in the original echoing deep voice, followed by a question. \"What's your name?\"\n\n\"I'm Jeremy.\"\n\n\"Call me...Pam. Jeremy, let's go trick or treat some more.\"\n\n\"My costume is ripped up, I can't go.\"\n\nPam reached up, pulled a safety pin off the neck of her costume, and grabbing the torn part, pinned his costume back up around his shoulder. \n\n\"Nice tightly-whities\" she said and grabbing his paw, led him off to the first of many houses for more candy.\n\n\"Thanks for being nice, Pam.\"\n\n\"I'm only being nice now so I can be nasty later.\" she said in a joking tone, sounding odd due to the echoing voice. Like an evil robot in a sci-fi movie telling \"knock knock\" jokes.\n\nApproaching the first house, they waited patiently behind younger cubs, while the adults giving the candy made a big deal asking \"What are you dressed as.\" The line for candy was a little delayed when one mouse dressed as a dinosaur decided to sit on their steps and eat his candy, blocking access. Eventually his mother scooped him up, carrying him to the next house. At the front of the line, the old raccoon asked what he was, and seemed quite confused about \"Robot Fox Ninja\". That netted him 2 pieces of candy.\n\nThe ghost costume didn't rate a \"What you you dressed as?\" from the elderly coon, but when the spooky electronic voice boomed out \"Trick or Treat\" the old racc jumped nearly a foot in the air, before grinning and handing over 2 big paw-fulls of candy to each of them.\n\n\"Great costume, Pam. You're raking in the loot for us!\"\n\n\"I guess I get half your candy.\"\n\n\"Whatever...in your dreams…\" he bantered back. He wondered what she looked like under the mask. What specie was she? She seemed same general size as him. Maybe a ferret? He'd have to hope for a peek, if he could be sneaky enough...\n\nHis thoughts were interrupted. \"Jeremy, the porch lights on the rest of this street went out. Let's run to the next one over!\" Pam raced off and Jeremy followed as fast as paws would allow.\n\n---\n\nTwenty houses later, his pail was filling up, and the white pillowcase Pam was holding looked like it was getting heavy. They approached a house with the porch light on, but no one in front. Pam knocked and they waited expectantly. A moment later the door opened, and a gray rabbit opened the door, looking unsteady on her footpaws. Bleary eyes focused on the two.\n\n\"Wha-whash yoo want?\" she asked, reaching down and grinding a paw into the crotch of her jeans in front of them.\n\nThey paused for a moment. When this rabbit spoke alcoholic breath wafted around them. It was pretty obvious this bunny was drinking pretty early today.\n\n\"Trick or treat!\" They both said in unison.\n\n\"Huh! Uhhhh…we don't cel-brate Hall'weeen here cuz witches and candy…h-hold on.\"\n\nThe bunny shuffled off, leaving the door open. The cubs waited, unsure of what to do. While they waited, a scrawny looking gray feral cat jumped from the dirty green carpeted floor to a coffee table littered with empty beer cans. Knocking cans over, the cat started eating from a half-empty bowl of congealing chili.\n\nThe bunny came back over to the battered wooden door, ground her paw into her crotch again then offered the cubs cans of beer. \"Sh-shorry itsh warm…\" she said.\n\n\"No, thank you.\" both said in unison. \n\nThe bunny looked puzzled, and seemed off balance. Jeremy heard a wet noise, and looked down to see the bunny soaking her jeans, strong urine smell over-riding the stink of an old kitty-litter box, dirt, and beer.\n\n\"Miss Bunny, you get changed. I'll turn off your porch light for you.\" said Pam, reaching for a switch right inside the door, flicking it off. The two turned and left, allowing the door to close before running off, giggling.\n\n\"I can't believe she WET HER PANTS in front of us!\" said Jeremy, thinking he would need a bathroom soon himself. He wasn't going to mention it in front of a girl, though.\n\n\"I'm never gonna drink beer! I don't want to be touching my privates and wetting my pants in front of anyone.\" declared Pam.\n\nThe next house had a light on, with an older male ferret sitting on a wooden rocking chair on the porch ; a small card table in front of him with two bowls. He grinned at them as they approached.\n\n\"Hey, Cubs! You having a good Halloween?\"\n\nAt the same time, both said \"Yes, the best!\" before turning to each other and yelling out \"Jinx!\"\n\nThey held out their bucket and pillowcase. \"Trick or Treat!\"\n\nThe ferret looked at the both of them, taking a hard look at the ghost then reached a paw into the first bowl, pulling out a small bag with a toothbrush sticking out, tossing one on each bag, landing with a tiny \"sloshing\" sound. Whatever was in the bag seemed heavier than just a toothbrush. A moment later he scooped up a pawfull of candy from a second bag and dumped a handful in each.\n\n\"Cubs, I'll tell you something you should listen to, but wont. After you eat yourselves sick on candy, brush your teeth, especially around the fangs so you don't lose any teeth.\"\n\nBoth nodded. \n\n\"I'll believe that when I see it; I was a cub too.\"\n\n He motioned Jeremy over, and whispered in his ear. \"Is she your Cubfriend?\"\n\nHis tail went stiff and flat from surprise, ears standing straight up, mid-back standing tall.\n\nHe whispered back \"N-no. H-how did you know she's a girl with the costume?\"\n\n\"The way she stands and walks and how close she gets. Boys keep more distance; this girl 'likes' you. I can tell by the way her footpaws turn to follow you. You best snatch her up.\"\n\nWithout meaning to, Jeremy let out a purring sound. \"How do you know?\" He whispered.\n\n\"I used to sell cars, I know when someone likes something, especially when they don't want to say it.\"\n\nPam turned to them. \"What are you two whispering about?\" she asked, suspiciously.\n\nSmoothly, the old ferret said \"I was telling him how I could tell you two are great together as a team and you'll get lots of candy. You should stick together.\"\n\nThat seemed to satisfy her curiosity. \"OK. Thank you for the candy.\"\n\nJeremy remembered his manners. \"..yes, thank you for the candy.\"\n\n\"You two have a great Halloween together.\"\n\n--\n\nThey had been going for a while, time running low, before Trick or Treat was due to end, running from house to house. Jeremy raced up towards the table where an elderly bear sat on a lawn chair in front of a table holding a full bowl of candy. She wore a black witches hat, contrasted against her black fur turning to white with age. Giving a friendly nod which made her hat tip, her eyes locked into Jeremy and she made a warding sign against evil.\n\n\"Your clothes, you should not be dressed like this! The younger cubs will see!\" Cried out the old bear, smacking her paw fiercely on the table in front of her. Jeremy stopped dead in his tracks, staring; he was quite shocked at the instant change of attitude.\n\n\"It's just 'Robotic Fox Ninja'-\" said Jeremy to the glowering bear.\n\n\"Get out and go home, naughty cub!\" she yelled, getting even more angry. Pam put her gloved paw on his shoulder and gently drew him back from the insane bear, pivoting so he was in front and they ran off, with Pam behind. He heard her stop for a moment, whistle, then start running again after the old bear started screaming loudly. \"Little trollop! When I catch you I break my footpaw off in your ass!\"\n\nThe two cubs raced down the street running until they were out of breath and had to stop, leaning against a blue metal public mailbox.\n\n\"What's her problem with 'Robot Fox Ninja'?\" wondered Pam aloud.\n\n\"Why was she so mad at YOU?\" asked Jeremy.\n\n\"That's cause I lifted my tail and mooned her!\" she said with a naughty mischievous laugh.\n\n\"I didn't think girls did that!\"\n\n\"Did you ever ask a girl if she did?\"\n\n\"N-no. Ma doesn't want me talking to girls, just my sister.\" Lowering his voice to a whisper he said \"Ma is crazy religious; Janine never would do that. If I even asked if she would then she might tell Ma.\"\n\n\"You never know what she does when you aren't watching, Jeremy. Are you always a goody-two-paws?\"\n\n\"No. Not when Ma isn't watching.\"\n\n\"I'm a friend of Stacey; I know your sister. She isn't a goody-two-paws either.\" Stacey was a skunkgirl, his sister's best friend. Stacey and Janine were trick or treating together tonight; Janine had to argue with Ma that her \"Princess Unicorn costume was NOT 'of the Devil' because it had a horn.\"\n\nThe otter-boy thought for a moment then yelled out \"Look, there's a house with lights on. Let's go!\" said Jeremy, racing off ahead; the idea of his sister not \"kissing up\" to Ma was foreign to him.\n\nPam yelled out \"Jeremy, wait! Not that house!\" \n\nHe kept running towards the house, pretending he hadn't heard. He was getting a little uncomfortable talking about his goody-two-paws sister. Walking up, he passed a plastic imitation iron fence forcing him onto a path, with piles of leaves on both sides.\n\nAmong the leaves were painted foam headstones as grave markers. Stepping forward, a loud cackle of spooky laughter boomed at him. \n\n\"A victim comes to the grave! Be ready!\" said a recorded voice. Underneath the leaves a pair of glowing red eyes popped up, then went back down again, repeating the action 3 times before staying down.\n\nGoing further along, he wound past a robotic young skunkette riding a red tricycle in circles. \"Come play with me….FOREVER!\" it declared, pulling a small hatchet from a basket tied to the handlebars.\n\n As he walked the path, a bowl of candy was off to the side of the path, near a pile of leaves. He walked past and a skeleton sat up, eyes lighting up in red, reaching for him. \"You are DOOMED!\" it wailed in a recorded voice before laying back down into the leaves. He weaved past a swing with a toy \"evil cub\" swinging in it, wearing a white dress, bloody butcher knife in its lap. He ignored the swinging toy and approached the porch steps, with a very attentive fox sitting, holding an orange plastic bowl decorated with bats and witches.\n\nRacing down the sidewalk, to the porch, Jeremy felt the fox's eyes on him, but kept going. \n\"Trick or treat!\" he said, holding out his half-full pumpkin expectantly.\n\nThe fox at on the porch was staring at him, looking almost hungry. Stepping very close to Jeremy, his eyes kept darting downwards. Jeremy scented an odd smell from the fox who had started breathing heavy.\n\n\"Hey, I have lots of candy. Do you want to come in for a drink, sit down, or use the toilet?\" he asked, tossing multiple FULL SIZE BARS of chocolate in the orange pail.\n\nJeremy almost accepted the offer, his bladder was so full he had a stiffy, but this fox was staring so much he felt uncomfortable. \"No thank you. Thanks for the candy!\"\n\nThe fox approached Jeremy and rubbed his shoulder gently, almost a caress from some lovey-dovey movie with kissing.\n\n\"Any time...Uhhhh...what did you say your name was again?\"\n\nPam stepped forward. \"His name is 'nine years old'. Hey, are you that 'creepy fox' that wants to see cubs underwear?\" she asked loudly.\n\nThe tod's ears went back flat against his head, his tail bottle brushed out, and he lowered his head and backed away. Even from a couple feet away, Jeremy could smell the scent of fear replacing the odd scent he smelled before.\n\n\"No! I don't know what you are talking about!\" he said, dropping the bowl of candy, racing back in the house, slamming and locking the door. A moment later the porch light went off. Pam grabbed the pile of candy bars, dumping half in her bag and half in Jeremy's.\n\n\"Jeremy, didn't your Ma warn you about this house? This fox is a creep. The police caught him playing with his pecker at the playground bathroom, watching cubs pee.\"\n\nShe paused then changed the subject.\n\"Hey, come with me, Jeremy, more houses!\" she said dragging him away towards the next set of houses with lights on. The goat sitting there poured half his candy in her pillowcase, the other half in his pumpkin bucket, then shut off his porch light. He eyeballed Jeremy, looked about to say something, then stopped himself. \n\nContinuing on, Jeremy wondering what was wrong with all the adults tonight. He reached up, felt his costume still pinned up securely. They raced down the cracked and worn sidewalk, following the curve of the road, passing houses with lights turning off as they approached. Finally the last houses shut off the porch lights, and the street grew even darker.\n\nThey stopped and caught their breath for a moment; taking in the darkness around them the night growing even dimmer when the large moon slipped behind the clouds.\n\n\"Jeremy, how come you are out alone?\" asked Pam.\n\n\"I wanted to go out with my friends, but they had a girl with them so I couldn't. I am too old to go with Ma. I didn't want Janine to tell on on me if I pulled pranks.\"\n\n\"You aren't gonna meet up with them?\"\n\n\"Nah. I was gonna drop off my candy, but if Ma saw my costume ripped I couldn't go back out.\"\n\n\"You don't think your sister might want to play tricks too? You know girls play Halloween tricks too, right?\" asked Pam.\n\n\"I guess, I dunno…\"\n\n\"What about me? Do you think I'll play tricks? Or tell on you?\" \n\nJeremy was unsure, and didn't answer.\n\nPam ran over to a house with the light off, snatched a small pumpkin off the concrete porch of a small blue sided house and crammed it inside the mailbox, filling the space with the orange vegetable, battery candle still flickering.\n The door to the house opened, and an angry looking male badger in a dirty wife-beater shirt charged out, screaming \"What the hell are you brats doing?\"\n\n\"RUN!\" screamed Pam and they both took off running, the badger perusing Pam, grabbing her by the shoulder and spinning her to stop and face him.\n\n\"You little brat, I'll kick your-\"\n\n\"Help! This pervert is trying to touch me!\" she yelled out, raising the front of her ghost costume, the view blocked by her back, Jeremy unable to see what she was doing.\n\nThe badger let go like he had grabbed a red hot piece of iron, and backed away quickly towards his house.\n\n\"I didn't do anything!\" he yelled, running inside, locking the door. Pam and Jeremy raced off into the night, laughing as they went.\n\nAs they ran, Jeremy saw an older rusty pickup truck with a magnetic sign on the side stating 'Braun Bar Construction' and swapped it with a neighbors 'Pretty Faery Ballerina class' sign from their minivan.\n\n\"That looks good with the 'Naked Bunny' mud flaps\" pointed out Pam, causing both to laugh even harder as they made their escape.\n\n---\n\nThey ran down the road, seeing all the porch lights off now. Halloween was over. The streets started to empty, cubs and parents heading home. On their right side was a park with a playground and a concrete building.\n Pam looked over at the park, and started crossing her legs.\n\n\"C'mon, Jeremy!\" said Pam, dragging him into the back of the park, away from the street side, butting up next to houses, facing the back yards of homes they visited earlier for candy. She ran up to the concrete building, found the door labeled 'girls' and pulled, but it did not open. Jamming her gloved paw into her crotch and rubbing, she ran to the other door for 'boys' and found that locked tight too.\n\n\"Come, hold my costume up! I have to pee real bad!\"\n\nJeremy approached, and Pam squatted down, both of them lifting the costume up so she didn't pee on it. Jeremy's face got warm, his tail stuck straight out, his ears erect as he stared. \n Pam was an otter-girl; a NAKED otter-girl under the costume! She opened her legs, letting a stream of pee flow out of her. He tried to look away quickly, but she stopped him.\n\n\"Jeremy, it's OK to look. I don't mind.\"\n\n\"How come you're naked?\"\n\n\"Maybe I wanted to show off if I met a cute boy.\"\n\nHis eyes locked back on the target and he stared as her stream ended. Seeing her pee and hearing the sound made Jeremy need to piss even more. Pam started to move the bottom hem of the costume towards her pussy then stopped. \n\n\"Jeremy, do you have a hanky or tissue? I need to wipe my cunny dry.\"\n\nSwallowing against his suddenly dry muzzle he answered, his eyes not moving from her bare pussy. \"No, sorry.\"\n\nShe wiped with the hem of the costume, and Jeremy slowly and reluctantly lowered the cloth.\nLooking at him, she laughed suddenly. \"I see why everyone was staring at you.\"\n\n\"Why?\"\n\n\"Your costume ripped down below, I can see your underwear trying to cover your woody!\"\n\nHe reached down and put his paws over his privates, covering up. \n\n\"Jeremy...can...can I see it? I promise I won't tell on you.\"\n\n\"I have to pee, bad!\"\n\n\"Pull it out. It's OK. Can I see it before you pee? You saw me, so you owe me 'looksies'.\"\n\nReaching down, Jeremy looked around, didn't see anyone, and through the torn costume grabbed the waistband of his briefs-type underwear, started to slide them down, then stopped.\n\n\"Ma is real strict. She'll paddle me if she finds out-\"\n\n\"No one can see us. Besides I let YOU see, and I peed in front of you, so if I tell I get in trouble too.\"\n\nFearing the worst, squeezing his pecker a little, Jeremy slid it out of his underwear, feeling the cool air on his cock as it jutted out; he closed his eyes, waiting for the yelling or laughing to start. It was quiet, without any mocking or threats to tell Ma.\n\nJeremy cautiously opened one eye, and watched Pam slowly sitting up. She reached out, stopping her paw just before touching his pecker.\n\n\"Let me touch it? Please? My brother never let me before.\"\n\n\"OK, but be gentle. And hurry up so I can pee!\" he said, squirming and bouncing. His bladder was complaining, making it's desires known loudly.\n\nThe white gloved paw gently grabbed his cock, making Jeremy gasp in surprise; she stroked it and he moaned. \"That tickles so much.\" No one else had touched his cock since Ma taught him how to 'hold it to aim' while 'shooting' at floating 'cheerios' in the toilet.\n\nPam removed the glove, revealing the four furry digits and grabbed him again, stopping at the first bare touch.\n\n\"Wow. It's warm.\"\n\n\"C'mon, I gotta pee so bad!\" Jeremy said as he squirmed again. He tried to reach for his cock but Pam started squeezing and stroking, making him moan. Sensations ran through his body, as she stroked his glans back and forth; pleasures over-riding his bladder. The warmth of her paw became even more pronounced as his cock started to harden even more, the rushing blood heating it up, while the cool night air cooled off even more, losing heat from the day's lost sunshine.\n\n\"It's getting harder! I won't be able to pee!\" he protested.\n\n\"Can I try something? Becca said that Marion Stankey told her about sex-play with boys.\"\n\n\"Go ahead.\"\n\n\"Can I suck on your pecker? I heard it feels real good.\"\n\n\"Suck my...Uhhhh...yeah but don't tell my Ma. Hurry so I can pee!\"\n\nThe ghost costume was lifted, her head lowered, and soon Jeremy felt his pecker sliding up the fur of the otter-girl, past the loosened neck and next to Pam's muzzle. He felt hot breath on his cock, which was still pulsing, with the effort of holding back his pee. He felt the warm rough tongue to across his length and gasped in pleasure, the hot tongue feeling so warm and wet he didn't know how anyone would say \"No\" to this.\n\n\"That feels so good on me! Do it some more\" he moaned. Pam started to suckle on his length, slowly, and he kept twitching, them started begging her alternately to suck and stop, back and forth. The new sensations flooded his mind, nerve endings on fire; sending signals he was not familiar with, making him both want it and need it to stop at the same time. His tail twitched back and forth, his hips moving back and forth a little; in time to when the lick and suck motion hit the underside of his prick.\n\nAfter about five minutes of being sucked his cock started to twitch madly and he waved his paws in the air over Pam's costumed head; his body telling him 'Pin her muzzle on your cock' and his brain saying 'If you try to force her, she will stop, maybe bite.' \n\n Jeremy's felt a new pressure on his overfilled bladder, and it stopped requesting relief and now told him it would empty, no matter what he wanted. The mix of pain and pleasure had now changed; with the full bladder tipping the scales.\n\n\"Pam that feels SO GOOD but I'm about to PEE!\"\n\nPulling out the hardened member from her muzzle, now well slicked with saliva, Pam moved it clear of her costume and aimed towards the ground. Still holding him in her hand, she gently stroked his cock, while adjusting the voice changer to fit over her muzzle again.\n\n\"Let me hold it while you pee?\" asked the echoing deep voice. \n\n\"I don't care! Oh!!\" said Jeremy as he tried to pee with a monster hard on, leaning forward at the waist, his johnson not bending too far down. At first the pee was a trickle, but as he peed his cock became softer, and piss flowed out like a fire hose. A strong smell filled the air, and even without seeing the color, they could both tell he was \"holding it\" for a while. Pam shook him off, a little roughly, making him gasp as she ran her paws over his sensitive glans; from the stimulation the started to get hard again, this time without the pain of a screaming bladder.\n\n\"Let's move over, away from all the pee.\" said the electronic voice, as she led him over to the merry-go-round, still gently tugging on his rod.\nPam laid down on the round metal surface, and lifted the front of her costume up to her neck; proving her to be completely nude under the costume, without to even a shirt. Her body uncovered, Jeremy sniffed her deeply, his mind telling something was very wrong. He could see her, feel her, hear her, but her scent was missing. Like a living phantom, without a scent to identify her, only the scent of her naked sex starting to give her presence away.\n\n\"Jeremy, take off your costume for me. I want to see you naked.\"\n\nHe reached around the back, grabbing the long string connected to the zipper on his back, and unzipped, stepping out of his ripped costume.\n\nHe felt a little shy, standing in his underwear, but kept going, stripping his \"tighty-whities\" off, glad he was wearing clean underwear.\n\n\"My turn now, Jeremy. Will you PLEASE touch and lick me too?\" she said, as she guided his paw; inviting him into her warm intimacy.\n\n He tried to poke his finger in between the lips, and moved it around but without lube, it would not glide inside. Pam moaned and thrust her hips around, them cried out \"Ow! That hurt. Be careful. You need to be gentle with my cunny. You need to do it this way.\" \n\nGrabbing his paw, Pam suckled his finger, soaking it with her saliva, then guided it back down, and he slid in between her nether lips for the first time.\n\n\"I'm trying but you keep moving. Grab my paw and move so it feels good; show me how.\"\n\nPam took the paw of Jeremy and guided him to the best spots, just around her \"feel-good bump\" and sliding into her \"cub-hole\" a little. \n\n\"That feels SO good, keep tickling my cunny!\" \n\nJeremy was getting more excited, his pecker standing up straight now. He removed his fingers from her wetness, and took deep sniff, licking them. Instincts rose up, making his hips thrust forward.\n\n\"NO, touch more, please! It feels too good to stop!\"\nHe slid his fingers back in and kept moving them around the way she liked. Moving his pecker near Pam, he put her paw on him and she started stroking him.\n\n\"Jeremy, have you ever...oh!...touched a girl before?\" She asked in between moans.\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"Is there anyone you tried to peek at?\"\n\n\"I...don't know...OH! Gentle, don't hurt my pecker!\"\n\n\"Hey Jeremy, will...I know it sounds gross...but will you...um... you know..\"\n\nJeremy could sense her embarrassment, even without seeing her expression or smelling her scent from her looking away. Gross? Her cunny smelled good. He was already rubbing her.\n\nHe leaned over and sniffed her cunny and her legs flew open and she thrust her hips up. He lowered his tongue onto her pussy and licked the outer lips. Her legs opened wide spasmatically.\n\nLicking around, Jeremy discovered a special spot on Pam that made her gasp when he licked. \n\nShe called out \"This feels better...Uhhhh….than my paw...in the tub!\"\n\nJeremy had naughty thoughts of Pam \"touching herself\" like a 'sinful cub' when her parents weren't watching her wash up. He had a momentary flash of fantasy of her soaking in \"blueberry scented fur wash\" in HIS tub at home.\n\nHe kept touching and licking it with his tongue, Pam wrapped her legs behind the back of his head and trapped his muzzle near her slit. She started humping his face, and he struggled to breathe, but kept his licks up, timing his breathing with her thrusts. She moaned out \"I gotta pee... gotta pee…please don't stop!\"\n\nShe grabbed the back of his head and pushed down, trapping his muzzle on her cunny, not letting up. \"Just a little lick!...a little more!!...please don't stop! I'll SUCK YOUR COCK EVERY MORNING!...\n\nJeremy snatched up a desperate breath, breathing out as he licked harder and faster on her pussy, her hips arcing up to meet his mouth. He could feel her hip muscles shaking with the strain of the unusual position.\n\nAh...Uhhhh...AHHHHHH THAT'S SO GOOOOOOD! Uhhhh! *CHEEP*\"\n\nPam shuddered against his muzzle then stopped and closed her legs, hard. This forced his muzzle away from her and she held him close.\n\nThe electronic voice sounded raspy. \"That was so good. Thank you.\"\n\n\"You said you were gonna pee, but you didn't.\" said Jeremy, questioningly.\n\n\"It feels so good...it feels twitchy like you are about to pee when you been holding it too long, but no pee comes. It feels awesome.\"\n\n\"Can you...suck on me again?\" He asked \n\n\"Sorry, my mouth is so dry. I need a drink first.\"\n\nThey looked around but no water fountain was nearby, the bathroom was locked tight.\n\nThinking about their loot, Jeremy reached in, found the toothbrush bag and felt it, there was a small bottle in there, and he was hoping it was a little bottle of juice.\nRemoving the contents, he found it wasn't drinkable; instead of juice he found the small cylinder contained liquid \"bubbles\" to make soap bubbles inside, along with a \"wand\" tool. Disappointed, showed it to Pam before he put it back in the bag.\n\nHow about paws? We can do each other at the same time.\" She suggested.\n\nThey started to reach for each other again, when Pam grabbed his shoulder, letting out a 'hiss' alert, and fiercely whispered \"Look! A light! We have to hide, now!\"\n\nLooking around he saw a car had pulled up near the park and an attached light was shining around different parts. A bright light hit the bathroom area, turning night into day. The beam shined around both doors and in between, even shining on the roof at one point. Looking closely, Jeremy could see \"Sheriff\" on the side of the car, visible in the near darkness. A second hand held light started to move around. They were pinned; they could not head right towards the bathrooms, and from the left the beam was heading towards them.\n\nThe two cubs got to their hindpaws as fast as they could. Jeremy grabbed his costume and undies, jamming them in his pumpkin. At the same time his new lover grabbed her pillowcase full of candy.\n\nPam was looking around, not moving searching for an escape. They were pinned in place, and any moment one of the lights would spot them.\n\n\"Look! Go through the bushes into the yard!\" hissed Jeremy. Pam didn't respond, and just ran, holding his paw. They broke through the shrubbery and hit the ground, laying down flat. A moment later the thick bushes had a light pass over it and stop then move around again.\n\nJeremy held his breath, praying to the seven that the bushes weren't moving when the light was shined on it. While waiting he looked around and saw swing sets and a plastic \"playhouse\" in the yard. He pointed and they started crawling slowly towards it. \n\nThey were about halfway there when they heard a radio beeping and crackling nearby.\n\n*BEEP* \"Unit PD240, what's your status at the park?\"\n\nA flashlight shined on the bushes, and they both crawled as fast as they could towards the playhouse. They got inside, and behind a wall, huddled down.\n\nThe two heard a voice nearby. *BEEP* \"Dispatch, This is PD240. Still searching the park. Am at the edge of the park abutting houses, thought I saw movement in the bushes. Am about to search yards.\"\n\nNext to him, Pam started to pray, but the whispers were amplified by her voice changer. \"Please, don't let us be caught, Maiden of Purity…\"\n\n\"Shh!\" whispered Jeremy. \"Your voice changer is too loud!\"\n\nPam immediately stopped talking. He could feel her shaking as the bushes started rustling. Jeremy waited for it all to end in disaster. A light played over the swings and started heading for the playhouse. Any moment now, they would be caught and Ma would kill him for being alone with a girl. Her own mother seemed pretty strict too; he wondered if they both went to the same church that Ma dragged them to.\n\n*BEEP* \"PD240. Be advised, CODE-4, we have suspects in custody. Two males, young teens dressed as a punk rocker and a drag queen, stealing candy and committing vandalism.\"\n\n*BEEP* \"10-4, Dispatch. PD240 acknowledges code-4. Am returning to standard patrol duties.\"\n\nThey waited a while, hearing the sheriff leave, the patrol car take off, and just sat, holding each other as they recovered from their heart-stopping scare.\n\nThey cuddled together, laying on their sides, facing each other. Pam lifting her costume up, so the two lay fur-to-fur, soaking in the warmth and comfort provided by each other. They lay for a while like that, Jeremy rubbing Pam's back gently as he unconsciously noted their heartbeats had slowed and were beating in near sync to each other. The close heat of her naked body on his, changed his mood from terror to a bit more pleasant.\n\n\"Jeremy, thank you. I didn't see where to go ;we would have been caught. If my Ma knew I was with a boy, and had no clothes under my costume, I'd be in big trouble.\"\n\n\"Me too. If my Ma caught me naked in the playground with a girl, I'd be paddled and grounded forever.\"\n\nThinking about the prayer he heard earlier, Jeremy asked \"Hey, do you go to 'Lady of Chastity' for church?\"\n\n\"Sorry, Jeremy. Secret. But weren't we doing something?...\"\n\nPam rolled over on her back, and held Jeremy's paws, forcing him to roll with her, placing him on top. She pulled him closer, his bare body against hers. Opening her legs she felt his pecker touching her outer lips, starting to harden again from the heat and the closeness they shared. Wrapping her legs around him she pulled him into her, feeling his cock push against her labia.\n\n\"That feels so hot on my pecker!\" said Jeremy as he squirmed in pleasure, as she pulled him in.\n\n\"It's great when you push on my cunny lips...not so fast…\"\n\nThey squirmed together, until feeling uncomfortable, Pam yelped in pain, as Jeremy's hardened cock rubbed against her dry lips too hard, making them both hurt.\n\n\"That hurts. It's too dry...I'm sorry. If we had a drink I could lick you to make your pecker wet, or you could lick me so it's slippery…\"\n\nThinking quickly Jeremy got up, grabbed the bubbles, tore it open, and smeared some on his cock, the light soapy mixture coating cock and running down to his balls.\n\n\"Pam...can we PLEASE try again? I'm slippery now so it won't hurt.\n\nWaving him over again, Pam opened her legs, as he slid him cock on top and across her lips, not inserting.\n\n\"Ohhh! That's feels so good Jer-Jer! Keep rubbing but don't put it in my cub-hole; just rub so we feel good!\"\n\nJeremy began sliding his cock back and forth, feeling the slick steamy warmth on Pam's slit running across the underside of his prick. Both gasping in pleasure.\n\n\"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Pam!\" Jeremy moaned as he pumped away.\n\n\"Keep sexing! Keep sexing, it feels so good on my girl-parts!\" Pam moaned out, trying to squirm in time with Jeremy's movements.\nThe movements became faster, until Jeremy's squirming moved down and his cock almost slid inside Pam's 'cub hole' and she let out a low screech of pain. He stopped thrusting and looked at her in alarm.\n\n\"What happened?!\"\n\n\"Your pecker started to go in my cub-hole, and it hurt!\"\n\n\"I'm sorry, it was an accident. I'll get dressed. I'm sorry Pam, I didn't mean to hurt you…\"\n\nAs Jeremy tried to get up, Pam held him to her.\n\"It's OK Jeremy. It felt really good, we just have to be a little careful or my cunny will bleed. Lay down on your back.\"\n\nJeremy stopped reaching for his clothes and didn't resist when Pam lay him down. She lay on top, starting to slide back and forth until they were both moaning again.\n\nPam grabbed his head and pulled it to her neck.\n\"Oh...it feels so good. Bite gentle on my neck.\"\n\nJeremy started to moan. The whole underside of his cock was twitching, rubbing across the length of Pam's lips, sliding past the labia just enough to rub the clit but nowhere near low enough to go in her \"cub-hole\" .\n\n\"Pam...I think...I...gotta make a special pee. Hold on, I can't hold it much longer!\"\n\nShe kept sliding back age forth across his cock, the glans running on her heated cunny, feeling something happening.\n\n\"I need to stop.\"\n\nPam kept stroking him on her cunt. \"Jeremy I'm gonna have a cum!\"\n\n\"Pam I gotta pee! Please let me up!\"\n\n\"My special pee! My special pee is coming from your pecker rubs!\"\n\n\"It's coming. It's coming! I'M SORRY it's coming NOW! Ah….Ahhh…. AHHHHHH!\"\n\nJeremy grabbed the cloth of Pam's costume on the neck and nipped on the cloth, letting out a *CHIRP* as he came for the first time.\n\nHe tried to stop moving, but Pam kept going. \n\"It's too much, Pam, please stop!\"\n\n\"My SPECIAL PEE has to come TOO! Oh! Ohhhhhhhh! AHHHHHH!\". *CHIRP* she said, collapsing on top of Jeremy.\n\n---\nAfter the last orgasms they shared, the two cuddled together, enjoying the warmth and closeness of each other, just sitting until their hearts beat gently together.\n\n\"Pam...do...you…\" Jeremy felt his heart racing, paws sweating as he dared to ask the question on his mind. \"Do...YouHaveACubFriend?\" He blurted out forcing himself to ask the question.\n\nHe felt her looking at him, the \"ghost eyes\" hiding all expression underneath. A minute went by without any reply. Jeremy stiffened up, sure she was about to reject him. Finally she seemed to realize she needed to say something back.\n\n\"No, Jeremy. My Ma...says I can't see or be around boys til I'm 18…\"\n\n\"Yeah, Ma doesn't want me around girls either. She says it make you crazy and the girl has cubs without a mating and you go to the nine hells.\"\n\n\"Don't worry, Jeremy. My mother said cubs come when a boy touches the girl under panties; it's OK though. We're safe cause I left my panties off.\"\n\nJeremy swallowed against a suddenly bone dry throat. \"PamwillyoubemyCUBFRIEND?\" he blurted out what he had been dancing around. He grinned, hopeful of the answer.\n\n\"Sorry, we can't let anyone know. But maybe I'll see you again and we can secret sexplay? My Ma would kill us if she found out!\" said the electronic voice.\n\nJeremy's hopeful expression fell. \"I guess…\"\nHe looked at Pam. \"Can I at least see your face?\"\n\n\"Sorry, Jeremy. You wouldn't like me if you saw my face.\" The booming voice echoed.\n\n\"...but I don't care what you look like!\" Jeremy protested. \"I like YOU.\"\n\nThe changed voice laughed. \"I didn't say I was UGLY. Just...I don't think you want to do sexplay with me if you saw who I am.\"\n\n\"Yes I would! Pam, I really 'like-like' you!\"\n\n\"I'll be watching. Prove it by being nice to girls. I'll know, I'm a friend of Stacey, remember?\n\n\"But my sister doesn't KNOW a 'Pam'!\"\n\n\"Don't worry about my real name. Just remember how nice this is. Trust girls more. We won't all tell on you.\"\n\nLetting go, Pam sat up. \"Jeremy, I have to go before I get in trouble. You should go home too.\"\n\nReaching out, Pam took his naked form in a close tight hug. \"I wish we could stay this way, it's nice to be hugging you, fur to fur...but we have to go.\"\n\nThinking quickly, he asked \"Do you go to Crossman Elementary?\" desperately trying to guess who she was. \n\n\"Bye, Jeremy. I loved everything. Remember to be nice.\"\n\nPam raced off into the darkness, the white sheet disappearing from view. Jeremy started to follow, then realized he was still nude, and he had to stop to get dressed before he could leave. \n\n\"Pam, please wait!\" He yelled out. He had to find out who she was! But she didn't stop. He got dressed, and ran out of the park, looking frantically to either side. He looked all around, not seeing anyone in either direction. Dropping to all fours, like a feral, he sniffed, but there was no scent. He raced down to the next street, looking at the cross streets for any sign, before finally giving up.\n\nShe was gone and he was all alone…\n\n--\n\nWith nowhere to search Jeremy headed home. As he walked in, Ma saw his costume and jumped out of the chair she was sitting in. \n\n\"Jer-Jer, what happened to your costume?\"\n\n\"Bullies ripped it. But I have a almost full bucket of candy!\" He said. \"I met a cub who went with me.\"\n\n\"What was his name?\"\n\n\"Pa-Patrick. Sh-h-h-HE found my pumpkin bucket in the street and gave it back when the bullies stole my candy then threw the bucket in the street. So we ran all over and got more candy. And HE reminded me to get home before it's too late. I hope I see him again.\"\n\n\"I'm glad to see a good decent cub out there. I hope you meet him again. Now go get a bath and get changed, right now. You look INDECENT with those rips peeking your undies out.\n\n\"OK. Ma, is Janine home yet?\". He needed to ask who Pam was.\n\n\"No. But she better be in the next fifteen minutes or I'll tan her bottom!\". \n\nJeremy handed over his bucket of candy to Ma. \"I'll check this for you, Jeremy.\" she said as he headed off to wash up. Her first 'safety inspection' was to sample the Peanut Butter Cups to make sure there were no razor blades or drugs.\n\n----\n\nJanine unlocked the three locks on the steel front door, walking inside just as the coo-coo clock started chiming nine-o'clock PM. As expected, Ma poked her head around the corner of the living room, muzzle full of candy, eyes looking at her, at the clock, then settling back into her green recliner.\n\nJanine walked across the earth colored tile floor and into the off-white carpet of the living room pulling off her \"Princess Unicorn\" mask.\n Approaching her mother, she set down the mask on the coffee table and dutifully handed over her candy bag for 'inspection'. As expected Ma immediately chose a portion of the peanut butter cups to \"sample for razor blades or drugs\", leaving a few for Janine.\n\n\"Janine, did you have fun trick or treating with Stacey?\". Ma asked through a muzzle full of chocolate and peanut butter.\n\n\"I went by myself, cause she had a couple neighbor boys with her...cause you don't want me near any boys.\"\n\n\"Good job. You need to stay pure. The only safe boy til you're 18 is your brother. Don't you forget that. They'll take their fun and leave you with a belly full of pups!\". Ma started to get animated, about to start raving about \"sins\" again; Janine decided to head her off at the pass.\n\n\"That's why I went alone, Ma...I follow the rules.\"\n\n\"You see that you do, little missy. Nine year olds need to act like nine year olds. I'd rather you stayed closer to your brother so he can protect you from other boys. \n\nI might even switch you two into the same bedroom again; I heard about an 8th grader caught sneaking BOYS into her bedroom last week! That way you two can keep an eye on each other.\"\n\nCareful to not smile she replied meekly \"Yes, Ma'am\" without emotion. Half the time Ma practically found excessive smiling a sin.\n\nJanine took off the costume, dressed underneath in a very clean, fresh looking black leotard and tshirt. She was getting ready to toss it the costume in the laundry, when her mother grabbed it and took a whiff.\n\n\"Janine Pamela Aughter-Lee! WHY does your costume smell like skunk?! Were you near a skunk boy?\"\n\n\"No, Ma. We swapped costumes. Stacey loves ‘Princess Unicorn’ and begged me to wear mine and forgot to use Musk Mask. \n\nI wore her ghost costume.\"\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Gasps of a friendly ghost

By Sumdumguy

Based on an idea by Homer Solomon of "Writers Crossing" discord server.



     Dusk was turning to darkness, with a large harvest moon blazing orange as it slowly rose in the sky. Jeremy was happy, his plastic orange jack-o'-lantern shaped candy bucket was ¾ full.  He was going to head home to drop off his candy before meeting the gang for some "tricks".  All the older cubs soaped up windows, toilet papered houses or stole pumpkins, and he wanted bragging rights this year.  Suddenly, shoved hard, the otter went flying, hitting the ground hard.  The candy bucket, pulled from his grasp was held by an older leopard boy with green spiked head-fur.
     Looking up, slightly dazed, Jeremy saw the bane of his nine years of existence: two older boys, junior high cubs, leopards dressed as "punk rockers".

"G-gimme back my candy, Jacob!" said Jeremy, his voice wavering as he stood up on his hindpaws.  He tried to arch his mid-back up, in a show of dominance, but wasn't able to, in an obvious fail.

"It's 'J-dawg' now, you little stretched water-rat!  And it's our candy." said the punk with the green spiked wig.  Instead of a gold chain he was wearing a dog chain around his neck, fastened with a rusty padlock.  He had an old black t-shirt displaying "Crucifucks", faded and torn, with old black jeans on.

"Yeah, J-Dawg said it's ours!  Beech!" joined in a leopard with a pink spiky wig; he seemed to have a bicycle security cable around his neck; the coiled type coated with plastic, this one having a pink padlock on it.  He was wearing a t-shirt with "Air Supply" ironed on and some 'acid washed' white designer jeans.

"Clarence, stop being a jerk-" started Jeremy, as J-Dawg poured the contents of the pumpkin bucket into a pillowcase he was holding.

"It's not 'Clarence' anymore; the scene calls me 'C-boi' cause I'm so cool, runt!" said C-boi, as he reached down, grabbed the left shoulder of Jeremy's 'Robot Fox Ninja' costume and ripped it down, baring Jeremy's fur down near to his crotch.

     Jeremy screamed "My costume!", Trying to push the costume's torn edges together.   There was a loud laugh from the teens, and the bullies ran off into the night, throwing the empty pumpkin bucket into the road.
     The night was ruined.  Jeremy had no candy, no costume and when he got home, Ma would be telling him she was right; that he WAS too little to go trick or treating with his friends or by himself.  He sat on the concrete steps of a house and cried, not caring about the cubs walking past him, getting their own candy.  A couple cubs tried to talk to him, but he didn't answer, just shaking his head 'No.' and ignoring them and their parents who tried to comfort him.

A paw was firmly placed on his shoulder and his head flew around in alarm.  Bullies again?  

A cub in a white-sheet ghost costume was there.  Taking a sniff, he was surprised, this cub had no scent at all, the visible paw covered by a white glove, with the other paw behind it's back.  The cub looked tall and thin but with the head covered by a bed sheet he couldn't tell the specie. The fur was wearing "ghost eye" covers, so anything in the eye holes of the sheet was hidden from view.
    The cub brought it's paw out and held his orange pumpkin candy bucket to him ;Jeremy wiped his eyes and took the container.

"Thank you." he said in a hopeless voice.

With a surprisingly echoing voice, sounding like Darth Vader speaking from the bottom of a well, the cub spoke. "Come on.  Let's go get you some more candy."

"H-h-how does your voice do that?!" Jeremy asked.  That sounded CREEPY.

In response the ghostly cub reached inside their costume, and Jeremy saw the outline of a paw moving under the cloth, and made a motion close to their face.

A high-pitched 'chipmunk' cartoon voice replied "It's a voice changer from the costume shop. It's cool!". There was a brief pause. "You can't even tell I'm a girl, can you?"

"No. I can't tell what you are."

"Can you keep a secret?" she asked.

"Yes."

"I'm an elephant under the costume." it tried and failed to whisper.

He looked real hard at the figure.  This looked tall and thin, about his size…tusks or a trunk wouldn't fit under-

"No you aren't!"

Laughter rang out in the original echoing deep voice, followed by a question. "What's your name?"

"I'm Jeremy."

"Call me...Pam.  Jeremy, let's go trick or treat some more."

"My costume is ripped up, I can't go."

Pam reached up, pulled a safety pin off the neck of her costume, and grabbing the torn part, pinned his costume back up around his shoulder.  

"Nice tightly-whities" she said and grabbing his paw, led him off to the first of many houses for more candy.

"Thanks for being nice, Pam."

"I'm only being nice now so I can be nasty later." she said in a joking tone, sounding odd due to the echoing voice.  Like an evil robot in a sci-fi movie telling "knock knock" jokes.

Approaching the first house, they waited patiently behind younger cubs, while the adults giving the candy made a big deal asking "What are you dressed as." The line for candy was a little delayed when one mouse dressed as a dinosaur decided to sit on their steps and eat his candy, blocking access.  Eventually his mother scooped him up, carrying him to the next house.  At the front of the line, the old raccoon asked what he was, and seemed quite confused about "Robot Fox Ninja".  That netted him 2 pieces of candy.

The ghost costume didn't rate a "What you you dressed as?" from the elderly coon, but when the spooky electronic voice boomed out "Trick or Treat" the old racc jumped nearly a foot in the air, before grinning and handing over 2 big paw-fulls of candy to each of them.

"Great costume, Pam.  You're raking in the loot for us!"

"I guess I get half your candy."

"Whatever...in your dreams…" he bantered back. He wondered what she looked like under the mask.  What specie was she?  She seemed same general size as him.  Maybe a ferret?  He'd have to hope for a peek, if he could be sneaky enough...

His thoughts were interrupted. "Jeremy, the porch lights on the rest of this street went out.  Let's run to the next one over!" Pam raced off and Jeremy followed as fast as paws would allow.

---

Twenty houses later, his pail was filling up, and the white pillowcase Pam was holding looked like it was getting heavy.  They approached a house with the porch light on, but no one in front.  Pam knocked and they waited expectantly. A moment later the door opened, and a gray rabbit opened the door, looking unsteady on her footpaws.  Bleary eyes focused on the two.

"Wha-whash yoo want?" she asked, reaching down and grinding a paw into the crotch of her jeans in front of them.

They paused for a moment. When this rabbit spoke alcoholic breath wafted around them.  It was pretty obvious this bunny was drinking pretty early today.

"Trick or treat!" They both said in unison.

"Huh! Uhhhh…we don't cel-brate Hall'weeen here cuz witches and candy…h-hold on."

The bunny shuffled off, leaving the door open. The cubs waited, unsure of what to do. While they waited, a scrawny looking gray feral cat jumped from the dirty green carpeted floor to a coffee table littered with empty beer cans.  Knocking cans over, the cat started eating from a half-empty bowl of congealing chili.

The bunny came back over to the battered wooden door, ground her paw into her crotch again then offered the cubs cans of beer.  "Sh-shorry itsh warm…" she said.

"No, thank you." both said in unison.  

The bunny looked puzzled, and seemed off balance.  Jeremy heard a wet noise, and looked down to see the bunny soaking her jeans, strong urine smell over-riding the stink of an old kitty-litter box, dirt, and beer.

"Miss Bunny, you get changed.  I'll turn off your porch light for you." said Pam, reaching for a switch right inside the door, flicking it off.  The two turned and left, allowing the door to close before running off, giggling.

"I can't believe she WET HER PANTS in front of us!" said Jeremy, thinking he would need a bathroom soon himself.  He wasn't going to mention it in front of a girl, though.

"I'm never gonna drink beer!  I don't want to be touching my privates and wetting my pants in front of anyone." declared Pam.

The next house had a light on, with an older male ferret sitting on a wooden rocking chair on the porch ; a small card table in front of him with two bowls. He grinned at them as they approached.

"Hey, Cubs!  You having a good Halloween?"

At the same time, both said "Yes, the best!" before turning to each other and yelling out "Jinx!"

They held out their bucket and pillowcase.  "Trick or Treat!"

The ferret looked at the both of them, taking a hard look at the ghost then reached a paw into the first bowl, pulling out a small bag with a toothbrush sticking out, tossing one on each bag, landing with a tiny "sloshing" sound. Whatever was in the bag seemed heavier than just a toothbrush.  A moment later he scooped up a pawfull of candy from a second bag and dumped a handful in each.

"Cubs, I'll tell you something you should listen to, but wont.  After you eat yourselves sick on candy, brush your teeth, especially around the fangs so you don't lose any teeth."

Both nodded.  

"I'll believe that when I see it; I was a cub too."

 He motioned Jeremy over, and whispered in his ear. "Is she your Cubfriend?"

His tail went stiff and flat from surprise, ears standing straight up, mid-back standing tall.

He whispered back "N-no.  H-how did you know she's a girl with the costume?"

"The way she stands and walks and how close she gets.  Boys keep more distance; this girl 'likes' you. I can tell by the way her footpaws turn to follow you. You best snatch her up."

Without meaning to, Jeremy let out a purring sound.  "How do you know?" He whispered.

"I used to sell cars, I know when someone likes something, especially when they don't want to say it."

Pam turned to them.  "What are you two whispering about?" she asked, suspiciously.

Smoothly, the old ferret said "I was telling him how I could tell you two are great together as a team and you'll get lots of candy.  You should stick together."

That seemed to satisfy her curiosity. "OK.  Thank you for the candy."

Jeremy remembered his manners. "..yes, thank you for the candy."

"You two have a great Halloween together."

--

They had been going for a while, time running low, before Trick or Treat was due to end, running from house to house.  Jeremy raced up towards the table where an elderly bear sat on a lawn chair in front of a table holding a full bowl of candy.  She wore a black witches hat, contrasted against her black fur turning to white with age.  Giving a friendly nod which made her hat tip, her eyes locked into Jeremy and she made a warding sign against evil.

"Your clothes, you should not be dressed like this!  The younger cubs will see!" Cried out the old bear, smacking her paw fiercely on the table in front of her.  Jeremy stopped dead in his tracks, staring; he was quite shocked at the instant change of attitude.

"It's just 'Robotic Fox Ninja'-" said Jeremy to the glowering bear.

"Get out and go home, naughty cub!"  she yelled, getting even more angry.  Pam put her gloved paw on his shoulder and gently drew him back from the insane bear, pivoting so he was in front and they ran off, with Pam behind.  He heard her stop for a moment, whistle, then start running again after the old bear started screaming loudly. "Little trollop! When I catch you I break my footpaw off in your ass!"

The two cubs raced down the street running until they were out of breath and had to stop, leaning against a blue metal public mailbox.

"What's her problem with 'Robot Fox Ninja'?" wondered Pam aloud.

"Why was she so mad at YOU?" asked Jeremy.

"That's cause I lifted my tail and mooned her!" she said with a naughty mischievous laugh.

"I didn't think girls did that!"

"Did you ever ask a girl if she did?"

"N-no. Ma doesn't want me talking to girls, just my sister." Lowering his voice to a whisper he said "Ma is crazy religious; Janine never would do that.  If I even asked if she would then she might tell Ma."

"You never know what she does when you aren't watching, Jeremy.  Are you always a goody-two-paws?"

"No.  Not when Ma isn't watching."

"I'm a friend of Stacey; I know your sister. She isn't a goody-two-paws either." Stacey was a skunkgirl, his sister's best friend.  Stacey and Janine were trick or treating together tonight; Janine had to argue with Ma that her "Princess Unicorn costume was NOT 'of the Devil' because it had a horn."

The otter-boy thought for a moment then yelled out "Look, there's a house with lights on.  Let's go!" said Jeremy, racing off ahead; the idea of his sister not "kissing up" to Ma was foreign to him.

Pam yelled out "Jeremy, wait!  Not that house!"

He kept running towards the house, pretending he hadn't heard.  He was getting a little uncomfortable talking about his goody-two-paws sister.  Walking up, he passed a plastic imitation iron fence forcing him onto a path, with piles of leaves on both sides.

Among the leaves were painted foam headstones as grave markers.  Stepping forward, a loud cackle of spooky laughter boomed at him.

"A victim comes to the grave!  Be ready!" said a recorded voice.   Underneath the leaves a pair of glowing red eyes popped up, then went back down again, repeating the action 3 times before staying down.

Going further along, he wound past a robotic young skunkette riding a red tricycle in circles.  "Come play with me….FOREVER!" it declared, pulling a small hatchet from a basket tied to the handlebars.

 As he walked the path, a bowl of candy was off to the side of the path, near a pile of leaves.  He walked past and a skeleton sat up, eyes lighting up in red, reaching for him.  "You are DOOMED!" it wailed in a recorded voice before laying back down into the leaves.  He weaved past a swing with a toy "evil cub" swinging in it, wearing a white dress, bloody butcher knife in its lap.  He ignored the swinging toy and approached the porch steps, with a very attentive fox sitting, holding an orange plastic bowl decorated with bats and witches.

Racing down the sidewalk, to the porch, Jeremy felt the fox's eyes on him, but kept going.  
"Trick or treat!" he said, holding out his half-full pumpkin expectantly.

The fox at on the porch was staring at him, looking almost hungry.  Stepping very close to Jeremy, his eyes kept darting downwards.  Jeremy scented an odd smell from the fox who had started breathing heavy.

"Hey, I have lots of candy.  Do you want to come in for a drink, sit down, or use the toilet?" he asked, tossing multiple FULL SIZE BARS of chocolate in the orange pail.

Jeremy almost accepted the offer, his bladder was so full he had a stiffy, but this fox was staring so much he felt uncomfortable.  "No thank you.  Thanks for the candy!"

The fox approached Jeremy and rubbed his shoulder gently, almost a caress from some lovey-dovey movie with kissing.

"Any time...Uhhhh...what did you say your name was again?"

Pam stepped forward.  "His name is 'nine years old'.  Hey, are you that 'creepy fox' that wants to see cubs underwear?" she asked loudly.

The tod's ears went back flat against his head, his tail bottle brushed out, and he lowered his head and backed away.  Even from a couple feet away, Jeremy could smell the scent of fear replacing the odd scent he smelled before.

"No!  I don't know what you are talking about!" he said, dropping the bowl of candy, racing back in the house, slamming and locking the door.  A moment later the porch light went off.  Pam grabbed the pile of candy bars, dumping half in her bag and half in Jeremy's.

"Jeremy, didn't your Ma warn you about this house?  This fox is a creep.  The police caught him playing with his pecker at the playground bathroom, watching cubs pee."

She paused then changed the subject.
"Hey, come with me, Jeremy, more houses!" she said dragging him away towards the next set of houses with lights on.   The goat sitting there poured half his candy in her pillowcase, the other half in his pumpkin bucket, then shut off his porch light.  He eyeballed Jeremy, looked about to say something, then stopped himself.  

Continuing on, Jeremy wondering what was wrong with all the adults tonight.  He reached up, felt his costume still pinned up securely.  They raced down the cracked and worn sidewalk, following the curve of the road, passing houses with lights turning off as they approached.  Finally the last houses shut off the porch lights, and the street grew even darker.

They stopped and caught their breath for a moment; taking in the darkness around them the night growing even dimmer when the large moon slipped behind the clouds.

"Jeremy, how come you are out alone?" asked Pam.

"I wanted to go out with my friends, but they had a girl with them so I couldn't.  I am too old to go with Ma.  I didn't want Janine to tell on on me if I pulled pranks."

"You aren't gonna meet up with them?"

"Nah.  I was gonna drop off my candy, but if Ma saw my costume ripped I couldn't go back out."

"You don't think your sister might want to play tricks too?  You know girls play Halloween tricks too, right?" asked Pam.

"I guess, I dunno…"

"What about me? Do you think I'll play tricks?  Or tell on you?"

Jeremy was unsure, and didn't answer.

Pam ran over to a house with the light off, snatched a small pumpkin off the concrete porch of a small blue sided house and crammed it inside the mailbox, filling the space with the orange vegetable, battery candle still flickering.
     The door to the house opened, and an angry looking male badger in a dirty wife-beater shirt charged out, screaming "What the hell are you brats doing?"

"RUN!" screamed Pam and they both took off running, the badger perusing Pam, grabbing her by the shoulder and spinning her to stop and face him.

"You little brat, I'll kick your-"

"Help!  This pervert is trying to touch me!" she yelled out, raising the front of her ghost costume, the view blocked by her back, Jeremy unable to see what she was doing.

The badger let go like he had grabbed a red hot piece of iron, and backed away quickly towards his house.

"I didn't do anything!" he yelled, running inside, locking the door.  Pam and Jeremy raced off into the night, laughing as they went.

As they ran, Jeremy saw an older rusty pickup truck with a magnetic sign on the side stating 'Braun Bar Construction' and swapped it with a neighbors 'Pretty Faery Ballerina class' sign from their minivan.

"That looks good with the 'Naked Bunny' mud flaps" pointed out Pam, causing both to laugh even harder as they made their escape.

---

They ran down the road, seeing all the porch lights off now.  Halloween was over.  The streets started to empty, cubs and parents heading home.  On their right side was a park with a playground and a concrete building.
     Pam looked over at the park, and started crossing her legs.

"C'mon, Jeremy!" said Pam, dragging him into the back of the park, away from the street side, butting up next to houses, facing the back yards of homes they visited earlier for candy.  She ran up to the concrete building, found the door labeled 'girls' and pulled, but it did not open.  Jamming her gloved paw into her crotch and rubbing, she ran to the other door for 'boys' and found that locked tight too.

"Come, hold my costume up! I have to pee real bad!"

Jeremy approached, and Pam squatted down, both of them  lifting the costume up so she didn't pee on it.  Jeremy's face got warm, his tail stuck straight out, his ears erect as he stared.  
     Pam was an otter-girl; a NAKED otter-girl under the costume!  She opened her legs, letting a stream of pee flow out of her.  He tried to look away quickly, but she stopped him.

"Jeremy, it's OK to look. I don't mind."

"How come you're naked?"

"Maybe I wanted to show off if I met a cute boy."

His eyes locked back on the target and he stared as her stream ended. Seeing her pee and hearing the sound made Jeremy need to piss even more. Pam started to move the bottom hem of the costume towards her pussy then stopped.  

"Jeremy, do you have a hanky or tissue?  I need to wipe my cunny dry."

Swallowing against his suddenly dry muzzle he answered, his eyes not moving from her bare pussy.  "No, sorry."

She wiped with the hem of the costume, and Jeremy slowly and reluctantly lowered the cloth.
Looking at him, she laughed suddenly.  "I see why everyone was staring at you."

"Why?"

"Your costume ripped down below, I can see your underwear trying to cover your woody!"

He reached down and put his paws over his privates, covering up.  

"Jeremy...can...can I see it?  I promise I won't tell on you."

"I have to pee, bad!"

"Pull it out. It's OK.  Can I see it before you pee?  You saw me, so you owe me 'looksies'."

Reaching down, Jeremy looked around, didn't see anyone, and through the torn costume grabbed the waistband of his briefs-type underwear, started to slide them down, then stopped.

"Ma is real strict.  She'll paddle me if she finds out-"

"No one can see us.  Besides I let YOU see, and I peed in front of you, so if I tell I get in trouble too."

Fearing the worst, squeezing his pecker a little, Jeremy slid it out of his underwear, feeling the cool air on his cock as it jutted out; he closed his eyes, waiting for the yelling or laughing to start. It was quiet, without any mocking or threats to tell Ma.

Jeremy cautiously opened one eye, and watched Pam slowly sitting up. She reached out, stopping her paw just before touching his pecker.

"Let me touch it?  Please?  My brother never let me before."

"OK, but be gentle. And hurry up so I can pee!" he said, squirming and bouncing.  His bladder was complaining, making it's desires known loudly.

The white gloved paw gently grabbed his cock, making Jeremy gasp in surprise; she stroked it and he moaned.  "That tickles so much."  No one else  had touched his cock since Ma taught him how to 'hold it to aim' while 'shooting' at floating 'cheerios' in the toilet.

Pam removed the glove, revealing the four furry digits and grabbed him again, stopping at the first bare touch.

"Wow.  It's warm."

"C'mon, I gotta pee so bad!" Jeremy said as he squirmed again.  He tried to reach for his cock but Pam started squeezing and stroking, making him moan.  Sensations ran through his body, as she stroked his glans back and forth; pleasures over-riding his bladder. The warmth of her paw became even more pronounced as his cock started to harden even more, the rushing blood heating it up, while the cool night air cooled off even more, losing heat from the day's lost sunshine.

"It's getting harder!  I won't be able to pee!" he protested.

"Can I try something?  Becca said that Marion Stankey told her about sex-play with boys."

"Go ahead."

"Can I suck on your pecker? I heard it feels real good."

"Suck my...Uhhhh...yeah but don't tell my Ma.  Hurry so I can pee!"

The ghost costume was lifted, her head lowered, and soon Jeremy felt his pecker sliding up the fur of the otter-girl, past the loosened neck and next to Pam's muzzle.   He felt hot breath on his cock, which was still pulsing, with the effort of holding back his pee.  He felt the warm rough tongue to across his length and gasped in pleasure, the hot tongue feeling so warm and wet he didn't know how anyone would say "No" to this.

"That feels so good on me! Do it some more" he moaned.   Pam started to suckle on his length, slowly, and he kept twitching, them started begging her alternately to suck and stop, back and forth.  The new sensations flooded his mind, nerve endings on fire; sending signals he was not familiar with, making him both want it and need it to stop at the same time.  His tail twitched back and forth, his hips moving back and forth a little; in time to when the lick and suck motion hit the underside of his prick.

After about five minutes of being sucked his cock started to twitch madly and he waved his paws in the air over Pam's costumed head; his body telling him 'Pin her muzzle on your cock' and his brain saying 'If you try to force her, she will stop, maybe bite.'

     Jeremy's felt a new pressure on his overfilled bladder, and it stopped requesting relief and now told him it would empty, no matter what he wanted. The mix of pain and pleasure had now changed; with the full bladder tipping the scales.

"Pam that feels SO GOOD but I'm about to PEE!"

Pulling out the hardened member from her muzzle, now well slicked with saliva, Pam moved it clear of her costume and aimed towards the ground.  Still holding him in her hand, she gently stroked his cock, while adjusting the voice changer to fit over her muzzle again.

"Let me hold it while you pee?" asked the echoing deep voice.  

"I don't care!  Oh!!" said Jeremy as he tried to pee with a monster hard on, leaning forward at the waist, his johnson not bending too far down.  At first the pee was a trickle, but as he peed his cock became softer, and piss flowed out like a fire hose.  A strong smell filled the air, and even without seeing the color, they could both tell he was "holding it" for a while.  Pam shook him off, a little roughly, making him gasp as she ran her paws over his sensitive glans; from the stimulation the started to get hard again, this time without the pain of a screaming bladder.

"Let's move over, away from all the pee." said the electronic voice, as she led him over to the merry-go-round, still gently tugging on his rod.
Pam laid down on the round metal surface, and lifted the front of her costume up to her neck; proving her to be completely nude under the costume, without to even a shirt.  Her body uncovered, Jeremy sniffed her deeply, his mind telling something was very wrong.  He could see her, feel her, hear her, but her scent was missing.  Like a living phantom, without a scent to identify her, only the scent of her naked sex starting to give her presence away.

"Jeremy, take off your costume for me.  I want to see you naked."

He reached around the back, grabbing the long string connected to the zipper on his back, and unzipped, stepping out of his ripped costume.

He felt a little shy, standing in his underwear, but kept going, stripping his "tighty-whities" off, glad he was wearing clean underwear.

"My turn now, Jeremy.  Will you PLEASE touch and lick me too?" she said, as she guided his paw; inviting him into her warm intimacy.

     He tried to poke his finger in between the lips, and moved it around but without lube, it would not glide inside.  Pam moaned and thrust her hips around, them cried out "Ow! That hurt. Be careful. You need to be gentle with my cunny.  You need to do it this way."

Grabbing his paw, Pam suckled his finger, soaking it with her saliva, then guided it back down, and he slid in between her nether lips for the first time.

"I'm trying but you keep moving.  Grab my paw and move so it feels good; show me how."

Pam took the paw of Jeremy and guided him to the best spots, just around her "feel-good bump" and sliding into her "cub-hole" a little.  

"That feels SO good, keep tickling my cunny!"

Jeremy was getting more excited, his pecker standing up straight now.  He removed his fingers from her wetness, and took deep sniff, licking them.  Instincts rose up, making his hips thrust forward.

"NO, touch more, please! It feels too good to stop!"
He slid his fingers back in and kept moving them around the way she liked.  Moving his pecker near Pam, he put her paw on him and she started stroking him.

"Jeremy, have you ever...oh!...touched a girl before?" She asked in between moans.

"No."

"Is there anyone you tried to peek at?"

"I...don't know...OH! Gentle, don't hurt my pecker!"

"Hey Jeremy, will...I know it sounds gross...but will you...um... you know.."

Jeremy could sense her embarrassment, even without seeing her expression or smelling her scent from her looking away.  Gross?  Her cunny smelled good.  He was already rubbing her.

He leaned over and sniffed her cunny and her legs flew open and she thrust her hips up.  He lowered his tongue onto her pussy and licked the outer lips.  Her legs opened wide spasmatically.

Licking around, Jeremy discovered a special spot on Pam that made her gasp when he licked.

She called out "This feels better...Uhhhh….than my paw...in the tub!"

Jeremy had naughty thoughts of Pam "touching herself" like a 'sinful cub' when her parents weren't watching her wash up. He had a momentary flash of fantasy of her soaking in "blueberry scented fur wash" in HIS tub at home.

He kept touching and licking it with his tongue, Pam wrapped her legs behind the back of his head and trapped his muzzle near her slit.  She started humping his face, and he struggled to breathe, but kept his licks up, timing his breathing with her thrusts.   She moaned out "I gotta pee... gotta pee…please don't stop!"

She grabbed the back of his head and pushed down, trapping his muzzle on her cunny, not letting up. "Just a little lick!...a little more!!...please don't stop! I'll SUCK YOUR COCK EVERY MORNING!...

Jeremy snatched up a desperate breath, breathing out as he licked harder and faster on her pussy, her hips arcing up to meet his mouth.  He could feel her hip muscles shaking with the strain of the unusual position.

Ah...Uhhhh...AHHHHHH THAT'S SO GOOOOOOD! Uhhhh! *CHEEP*"

Pam shuddered against his muzzle then stopped and closed her legs, hard.  This forced his muzzle away from her and she held him close.

The electronic voice sounded raspy.  "That was so good.  Thank you."

"You said you were gonna pee, but you didn't." said Jeremy, questioningly.

"It feels so good...it feels twitchy like you are about to pee when you been holding it too long, but no pee comes.  It feels awesome."

"Can you...suck on me again?" He asked

"Sorry, my mouth is so dry.  I need a drink first."

They looked around but no water fountain was nearby, the bathroom was locked tight.

Thinking about their loot, Jeremy reached in, found the toothbrush bag and felt it, there was a small bottle in there, and he was hoping it was a little bottle of juice.
Removing the contents, he found it wasn't drinkable; instead of juice he found the small cylinder contained liquid "bubbles" to make soap bubbles inside, along with a "wand" tool.  Disappointed, showed it to Pam before he put it back in the bag.

How about paws?  We can do each other at the same time." She suggested.

They started to reach for each other again, when Pam grabbed his shoulder, letting out a 'hiss' alert, and fiercely whispered "Look! A light!  We have to hide, now!"

Looking around he saw a car had pulled up near the park and an attached light was shining around different parts.  A bright light hit the bathroom area, turning night into day.  The beam shined around both doors and in between, even shining on the roof at one point.  Looking closely, Jeremy could see "Sheriff" on the side of the car, visible in the near darkness.  A second hand held light started to move around.  They were pinned; they could not head right towards the bathrooms, and from the left the beam was heading towards them.

The two cubs got to their hindpaws as fast as they could.  Jeremy grabbed his costume and undies, jamming them in his pumpkin.  At the same time his new lover grabbed her pillowcase full of candy.

Pam was looking around, not moving searching for an escape.  They were pinned in place, and any moment one of the lights would spot them.

"Look!  Go through the bushes into the yard!" hissed Jeremy.  Pam didn't respond, and just ran, holding his paw.  They broke through the shrubbery and hit the ground, laying down flat.  A moment later the thick bushes had a light pass over it and stop then move around again.

Jeremy held his breath, praying to the seven that the bushes weren't moving when the light was shined on it.   While waiting he looked around and saw swing sets and a plastic "playhouse" in the yard.  He pointed and they started crawling slowly towards it.  

They were about halfway there when they heard a radio beeping and crackling nearby.

*BEEP* "Unit PD240, what's your status at the park?"

A flashlight shined on the bushes, and they both crawled as fast as they could towards the playhouse.  They got inside, and behind a wall, huddled down.

The two heard a voice nearby.  *BEEP* "Dispatch, This is PD240.  Still searching the park. Am at the edge of the park abutting houses, thought I saw movement in the bushes.  Am about to search yards."

Next to him, Pam started to pray, but the whispers were amplified by her voice changer.  "Please, don't let us be caught, Maiden of Purity…"

"Shh!" whispered Jeremy.  "Your voice changer is too loud!"

Pam immediately stopped talking.  He could feel her shaking as the bushes started rustling.  Jeremy waited for it all to end in disaster.  A light played over the swings and started heading for the playhouse.  Any moment now, they would be caught and Ma would kill him for being alone with a girl.  Her own mother seemed pretty strict too; he wondered if they both went to the same church that Ma dragged them to.

*BEEP* "PD240.  Be advised, CODE-4, we have suspects in custody.  Two males, young teens dressed as a punk rocker and a drag queen, stealing candy and committing vandalism."

*BEEP* "10-4, Dispatch. PD240 acknowledges code-4.  Am returning to standard patrol duties."

They waited a while, hearing the sheriff leave, the patrol car take off, and just sat, holding each other as they recovered from their heart-stopping scare.

They cuddled together, laying on their sides, facing each other. Pam lifting her costume up, so the two lay fur-to-fur, soaking in the warmth and comfort provided by each other.  They lay for a while like that, Jeremy rubbing Pam's back gently as he unconsciously noted their heartbeats had slowed and were beating in near sync to each other. The close heat of her naked body on his, changed his mood from terror to a bit more pleasant.

"Jeremy, thank you. I didn't see where to go ;we would have been caught.  If my Ma knew I was with a boy, and had no clothes under my costume, I'd be in big trouble."

"Me too.  If my Ma caught me naked in the playground with a girl, I'd be paddled and grounded forever."

Thinking about the prayer he heard earlier, Jeremy asked "Hey, do you go to 'Lady of Chastity' for church?"

"Sorry, Jeremy.  Secret.  But weren't we doing something?..."

Pam rolled over on her back, and held Jeremy's paws, forcing him to roll with her, placing him on top.  She pulled him closer, his bare body against hers.  Opening her legs she felt his pecker touching her outer lips, starting to harden again from the heat and the closeness they shared.  Wrapping her legs around him she pulled him into her, feeling his cock push against her labia.

"That feels so hot on my pecker!" said Jeremy as he squirmed in pleasure, as she pulled him in.

"It's great when you push on my cunny lips...not so fast…"

They squirmed together, until feeling uncomfortable, Pam yelped in pain, as Jeremy's hardened cock rubbed against her dry lips too hard, making them both hurt.

"That hurts.  It's too dry...I'm sorry.  If we had a drink I could lick you to make your pecker wet, or you could lick me so it's slippery…"

Thinking quickly Jeremy got up, grabbed the bubbles, tore it open, and smeared some on his cock, the light soapy mixture coating cock and running down to his balls.

"Pam...can we PLEASE try again?  I'm slippery now so it won't hurt.

Waving him over again, Pam opened her legs, as he slid him cock on top and across her lips, not inserting.

"Ohhh! That's feels so good Jer-Jer! Keep rubbing but don't put it in my cub-hole; just rub so we feel good!"

Jeremy began sliding his cock back and forth, feeling the slick steamy warmth on Pam's slit running across the underside of his prick.  Both gasping in pleasure.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Pam!" Jeremy moaned as he pumped away.

"Keep sexing! Keep sexing, it feels so good on my girl-parts!" Pam moaned out, trying to squirm in time with Jeremy's movements.
The movements became faster, until Jeremy's squirming moved down and his cock almost slid inside Pam's 'cub hole' and she let out a low screech of pain.  He stopped thrusting and looked at her in alarm.

"What happened?!"

"Your pecker started to go in my cub-hole, and it hurt!"

"I'm sorry, it was an accident. I'll get dressed. I'm sorry Pam, I didn't mean to hurt you…"

As Jeremy tried to get up, Pam held him to her.
"It's OK Jeremy.  It felt really good, we just have to be a little careful or my cunny will bleed. Lay down on your back."

Jeremy stopped reaching for his clothes and didn't resist when Pam lay him down.  She lay on top, starting to slide back and forth until they were both moaning again.

Pam grabbed his head and pulled it to her neck.
"Oh...it feels so good.  Bite gentle on my neck."

Jeremy started to moan.  The whole underside of his cock was twitching, rubbing across the length of Pam's lips, sliding past the labia just enough to rub the clit but nowhere near low enough to go in her "cub-hole" .

"Pam...I think...I...gotta make a special pee.  Hold on, I can't hold it much longer!"

She kept sliding back age forth across his cock, the glans running on her heated cunny, feeling something happening.

"I need to stop."

Pam kept stroking him on her cunt.  "Jeremy I'm gonna have a cum!"

"Pam I gotta pee!  Please let me up!"

"My special pee! My special pee is coming from your pecker rubs!"

"It's coming.  It's coming! I'M SORRY it's coming NOW!  Ah….Ahhh…. AHHHHHH!"

Jeremy grabbed the cloth of Pam's costume on the neck and nipped on the cloth, letting out a *CHIRP* as he came for the first time.

He tried to stop moving, but Pam kept going.  
"It's too much, Pam, please stop!"

"My SPECIAL PEE has to come TOO!  Oh!  Ohhhhhhhh!  AHHHHHH!". *CHIRP* she said, collapsing on top of Jeremy.

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After the last orgasms they shared, the two cuddled together, enjoying the warmth and closeness of each other, just sitting until their hearts beat gently together.

"Pam...do...you…" Jeremy felt his heart racing, paws sweating as he dared to ask the question on his mind. "Do...YouHaveACubFriend?" He blurted out forcing himself to ask the question.

He felt her looking at him, the "ghost eyes" hiding all expression underneath. A minute went by without any reply.  Jeremy stiffened up, sure she was about to reject him.  Finally she seemed to realize she needed to say something back.

"No, Jeremy.  My Ma...says I can't see or be around boys til I'm 18…"

"Yeah, Ma doesn't want me around girls either.  She says it make you crazy and the girl has cubs without a mating and you go to the nine hells."

"Don't worry, Jeremy.  My mother said cubs come when a boy touches the girl under panties; it's OK though. We're safe cause I left my panties off."

Jeremy swallowed against a suddenly bone dry throat.  "PamwillyoubemyCUBFRIEND?" he blurted out what he had been dancing around.  He grinned, hopeful of the answer.

"Sorry, we can't let anyone know.  But maybe I'll see you again and we can secret sexplay? My Ma would kill us if she found out!" said the electronic voice.

Jeremy's hopeful expression fell.  "I guess…"
He looked at Pam. "Can I at least see your face?"

"Sorry, Jeremy.  You wouldn't like me if you saw my face." The booming voice echoed.

"...but I don't care what you look like!" Jeremy protested. "I like YOU."

The changed voice laughed. "I didn't say I was UGLY.  Just...I don't think you want to do sexplay with me if you saw who I am."

"Yes I would!  Pam, I really 'like-like' you!"

"I'll be watching.  Prove it by being nice to girls.  I'll know, I'm a friend of Stacey, remember?

"But my sister doesn't KNOW a 'Pam'!"

"Don't worry about my real name.  Just remember how nice this is.  Trust girls more. We won't all tell on you."

Letting go, Pam sat up.  "Jeremy, I have to go before I get in trouble.  You should go home too."

Reaching out, Pam took his naked form in a close tight hug.  "I wish we could stay this way, it's nice to be hugging you, fur to fur...but we have to go."

Thinking quickly, he asked "Do you go to Crossman Elementary?" desperately trying to guess who she was.  

"Bye, Jeremy.  I loved everything.  Remember to be nice."

Pam raced off into the darkness, the white sheet disappearing from view.  Jeremy started to follow, then realized he was still nude, and he had to stop to get dressed before he could leave.  

"Pam, please wait!" He yelled out.  He had to find out who she was!  But she didn't stop.  He got dressed, and ran out of the park, looking frantically to either side.  He looked all around, not seeing anyone in either direction.  Dropping to all fours, like a feral, he sniffed, but there was no scent.  He raced down to the next street, looking at the cross streets for any sign, before finally giving up.

She was gone and he was all alone…

--

With nowhere to search Jeremy headed home.  As he walked in, Ma saw his costume and jumped out of the chair she was sitting in.

"Jer-Jer, what happened to your costume?"

"Bullies ripped it.  But I have a almost full bucket of candy!" He said.  "I met a cub who went with me."

"What was his name?"

"Pa-Patrick.  Sh-h-h-HE found my pumpkin bucket in the street and gave it back when the bullies stole my candy then threw the bucket in the street.  So we ran all over and got more candy.  And HE reminded me to get home before it's too late.  I hope I see him again."

"I'm glad to see a good decent cub out there.  I hope you meet him again.  Now go get a bath and get changed, right now.  You look INDECENT with those rips peeking your undies out.

"OK.  Ma, is Janine home yet?". He needed to ask who Pam was.

"No. But she better be in the next fifteen minutes or I'll tan her bottom!".

Jeremy handed over his bucket of candy to Ma.  "I'll check this for you, Jeremy." she said as he headed off to wash up. Her first 'safety inspection' was to sample the Peanut Butter Cups to make sure there were no razor blades or drugs.

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Janine unlocked the three locks on the steel front door, walking inside just as the coo-coo clock started chiming nine-o'clock PM.  As expected, Ma poked her head around the corner of the living room, muzzle full of candy, eyes looking at her, at the clock, then settling back into her green recliner.

Janine walked across the earth colored tile floor and into the off-white carpet of the living room pulling off her "Princess Unicorn" mask.
     Approaching her mother, she set down the mask on the coffee table and dutifully handed over her candy bag for 'inspection'.  As expected Ma immediately chose a portion of the peanut butter cups to "sample for razor blades or drugs", leaving a few for Janine.

"Janine, did you have fun trick or treating with Stacey?".  Ma asked through a muzzle full of chocolate and peanut butter.

"I went by myself, cause she had a couple neighbor boys with her...cause you don't want me near any boys."

"Good job.  You need to stay pure.  The only safe boy til you're 18 is your brother.  Don't you forget that.  They'll take their fun and leave you with a belly full of pups!". Ma started to get animated, about to start raving about "sins" again; Janine decided to head her off at the pass.

"That's why I went alone, Ma...I follow the rules."

"You see that you do, little missy. Nine year olds need to act like nine year olds.  I'd rather you stayed closer to your brother so he can protect you from other boys.  

I might even switch you two into the same bedroom again; I heard about an 8th grader caught sneaking BOYS into her bedroom last week!  That way you two can keep an eye on each other."

Careful to not smile she replied meekly "Yes, Ma'am" without emotion.  Half the time Ma practically found excessive smiling a sin.

Janine took off the costume, dressed underneath in a very clean, fresh looking black leotard and tshirt.  She was getting ready to toss it the costume in the laundry, when her mother grabbed it and took a whiff.

"Janine Pamela Aughter-Lee!  WHY does your costume smell like skunk?!  Were you near a skunk boy?"

"No, Ma.  We swapped costumes.  Stacey loves ‘Princess Unicorn’ and begged me to wear mine and forgot to use Musk Mask.

I wore her ghost costume."
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