King Oxnard’s eyes opened slowly as he awoke from his revitalizing slumber, stretching his little hamster arms and legs before he started to pull his covers off of himself. He turned and sat up with his legs hanging off the side of his bed before he jumped off onto the floor. His nightgown (which was in fact the only thing he was wearing) blew upwards and exposed his privates, if only for a second, making Oxnard chuckle to himself. The royal hamster made his way over to the doors of his bedroom chamber, pushing them both open and revealing a grand staircase down to the main floor of the castle.


        “Molly?!” Oxnard shouted down the stairwell, his voice echoing throughout the vast space, “Molly, are you there?!” Molly Mouse served as the king’s assistant in the castle, and had a wide variety of jobs to do, ranging from cooking meals to setting up meetings. She sported a robe and a witch’s hat along with a magic wand. Having the ability to do such magical things as making things levitate made her very useful for chores around the castle. Running over to the bottom of the stairwell after she heard her name called, Molly looked up the stairs and saw the king of the castle rubbing his eyes in order to wake himself up more. Molly was also close to rubbing her own eyes as she looked more closely and saw underneath the king’s nightgown. “Your Majesty!!!” she exclaimed, averting her eyes and blushing under her yellow fur.


        “Molly, what do I have on my agenda for today?” Oxnard shouted down the stairs, taking a moment to realize that Molly was looking away and blushing. “What’s the matter? Why are you looking away?”


        Molly reluctantly looked back up the stairs, catching another glimpse of the underside of Oxnard’s royal nightgown. “Why aren’t you wearing any undergarments, your highness? You’re presenting quite a lot to me,” Molly explained with a blush and a nervous giggle.


        “Oh, I just felt a bit too stuffy with those on. Nothing like a breeze over the royal parts to keep me comfortable,” said Oxnard, descending the stairs and (to the relief of Molly and her bashfulness) eventually getting to a height where his underside was no longer visible to her. “Now, do you have my agenda for the day?” Oxnard walked into his dining hall, sitting at the very head of the table where a plate of eggs and bacon was waiting for him.


        “Yes, your highness,” began Molly, standing next to where Oxnard had taken his seat and using her magic to push his chair in toward the table. “Today is the day you take your annual walk through the town’s marketplace to greet the peasants and reassure them of your protective role.”


        “Oh, fun! Hehe,” giggled Oxnard, beginning to eat his breakfast. “I think I’m going to need a bath before we do that, though. I don’t want to be all stinky when I greet the townspeople.”


        “Yes, your grace,” said Molly, blushing a bit at the image that was forming in her head, “I can arrange a bath for you as well.”


        Oxnard wolfed down the rest of his breakfast and stood up, stepping over to Molly and looking up to her. “One more thing,” he said, grinning to himself a little. The royal hamster grabbed his nightgown with his paws and slipped it over his head without any clear warning he was going to do so. His hamster parts brushed against the fabric as he pulled the garment over his head and exposed his most private parts to his castle assistant. He held it out confidently toward Molly, smirking suggestively at her. “I’m going to need this washed before I go to bed tonight.”


        “EEP!” Molly blurted, looking directly at Oxnard’s exposed privates. “Y-you’re n-n-naked, your majesty!” She covered her eyes and and her cheeks went even redder than before, now that she got to see Oxnard’s little bits up close.


        “What’s wrong?” Oxnard asked, shaking his furry hips back and forth and letting his winky and balls flop between them. “Never seen royal hamster bits before?”


        “I-I’ll get started on drawing your bath, your highness,” said Molly, grabbing Oxnard’s robe from his paws and scurrying off to the washroom. “Why’s he being so showy?” she whispered to herself, blushing and slightly smiling. “Doesn’t he know I can see how small his parts are?”


        Molly gave the nightgown to more of the castle assistants to wash and she made her way over to the bathroom. There was a hot spring just behind the castle, so Molly would simply levitate buckets full of hot water from outside the bathroom window and into the tub. It took quite a few buckets to fill the tub because of how big it was, but Molly was eventually finished with her task. She poured a bit of soap in and mixed the water so bubbles would form; hopefully they’d serve as adequate cover for what was going to be underneath the water.


        “Molly?” Oxnard called from the other room, “is my bath ready yet? I’ve been waiting for quite a while!”


        Molly winced after hearing that she had slightly upset the king. “My apologies, your highness!” she shouted back to him, “the bath is drawn and you’re free to get in now!”


        Oxnard walked over to the bathroom where Molly was waiting next to his fresh bath. Upon seeing the king arrive in the doorway, Molly was reminded that he was still in his birthday suit. “It’s a good thing I’m already dressed for the occasion, right Molly?” he joked, walking over to the tub and stepping up the stepladder propped against it.


        “Y-yes, your highness,” Molly said with red cheeks and a bashful smile, now looking at his exposed furry rear as he hopped into the tub, splashing some of the water out toward her. Oxnard settled down at the other end of the tub, getting a feel for the temperature of the water then looking back over to Molly.


        “Could you scrub my fur, Molly?” asked Oxnard, looking over to the scrub brush then back to his assistant.


        “Of course, your grace,” she replied, using her magic wand to make the scrub brush levitate over to Oxnard and begin scrubbing the fur on his arms.


        “Ahhh yeah...that hits the spot,” sighed Oxnard, smiling in relief. After he felt his arms had been properly scrubbed, he turned his back toward her, blushing a little to himself. “I think my lower back might need to get scrubbed as well, Molly.” The mouse’s face went red again after hearing this, and she bashfully smiled as she saw Oxnard’s rear under the water. Molly waved her wand and the brush began scrubbing Oxnard’s lower back. Oxnard enjoyed this feeling immensely and soon grabbed onto the edge of the tub, pulling himself a bit more out of the water and fully revealing his rear to Molly. “A bit lower, please,” commanded the king. Molly waved the brush lower and began brushing the king’s cheeks, occasionally catching glimpses between the king’s legs and seeing his royal hamster balls and his furry taint. “Enjoying the view back there?” he asked, prompting Molly to giggle a bit to herself.


        “I suppose you could say that, hehe,” she replied, trying not to stare for too long. The bath continued for a while as Molly scrubbed the remaining spots that needed washing and the king took care of his own more sensitive places he didn’t want a brush rubbing over. When the bath was finished, Molly used her magic to pull the drain plug and watched as Oxnard climbed out. His fur dripped all over the floor as his bits wobbled around in full view of his assistant. Molly waved her wand to bring a towel over to Oxnard and began drying his fur off. The hamster giggled when the towel was brought over his more ticklish parts and blushed when it was rubbed over his more sensitive ones. This was a normal routine for Molly, but this time around, she felt an awful lot more bashful. Was it because the king was being so confident today? After the drying portion was finished, Molly wrapped the towel around Oxnard’s waist and led him back up to his bedroom.


        “Now, what to wear, what to wear?” Oxnard muttered as they both arrived in his bedroom chamber.


        “I’ve selected new robes for you to look over, your highness,” said Molly, using her wand to open the king’s dresser and present them to him. One by one, the garments flew in front of the hamster, but he wasn’t impressed by a single one of them.


        “Hmmmm, none of these really suit my tastes,” said King Oxnard, carefully looking at the robes. He walked over to his mirror and looked closely at his reflection. “And this towel is beginning to get a little uncomfortable.” The hamster stood still for a few moments before his eyes widened and a light bulb went on inside his head. “That’s it!” he exclaimed, using one of his paws to drop his towel to his feet, “I’ll go out in my birthday suit!”


        Molly’s heart just about stopped after seeing her king’s towel drop to the ground and his bits jiggle out in the open. He wanted to greet all of the townspeople...completely naked?! She couldn’t let this happen; he’d be the laughing stock of the entire country if he were to go through with this. The animals would be pointing, laughing, painting pictures, telling stories, you name it! Not to mention that his size ‘down there’ didn’t exactly match up to that of a king… “Your highness!” said Molly, trying to stop Oxnard before he walked down the stairs, “are you sure you don’t want to rethink this?! The whole town will be outside! They’ll all see your, *ahem* ‘royal parts’ up close!”


        “Molly, Molly, you worry too much! It’ll just be a quick stroll through the town, that’s all,” assured Oxnard, making his way to his bedroom door. “Besides, as of recent I’ve found wearing clothes to be much too uncomfortable.” Oxnard opened his door and began descending the staircase, his little winky and balls jiggling with each step he took. Molly followed closely behind him, bashfully looking away from the display Oxnard was putting on.


        “At least let me use my magic to conceal your more sensitive parts, your majesty,” requested Molly, looking down to Oxnard with concern.


        “Hmmm…” Oxnard said, continuing to walk down the stairwell, “I suppose if it will make you feel better, you’re free to do as you wish.” The two rodents reached the bottom of the stairwell and made their way to the castle doors. Molly waved her wand and the doors began to open, bathing the main chamber of the castle (and King Oxnard’s body) in sunlight. The castle’s twenty guard dogs, who were all stationed in parallel lines outside the doors, bowed their heads before the king. When the hamster walked out with Molly, it was only a matter of time before…


        *snicker* “The king...hehe,”
        “--he’s nude!”


        Molly’s ears lifted slightly as she caught all of the comments from the royal guards.


        “Is he going out like that?”
        “Everyone’s gonna find out how small he is!”


        Panicking, Molly decided she needed to take a shield from one of the guards in order to use it to cover Oxnard up. “Could I borrow this for a bit?” Molly asked a beagle on her right side, smiling sheepishly and waving the canine’s shield out of his paws with her wand. She used her magic to fly the shield over to Oxnard’s front area, concealing it from any more potential onlookers as they slowly approached the town. The sound of snickering dogs was replaced by gasps and murmurs. The king was strolling in through the town gates...totally naked! They couldn’t see any of his details yet because of Molly’s thoughtful shield placement, but after he began walking past some of the citizens, the murmurs turned into snickers and giggles. Anyone directly to the kings sides could peek at what was hiding behind the levitating shield and anyone behind him got an eyeful of his big ol’ hamster rump wiggling back and forth. Some of the townsfolk were even treated to a view of the furry orbs wiggling between his legs.


        “See, Molly?” said Oxnard, looking back to the yellow mouse following him, “I told you everything would be fine. I get to greet all of the citizens and I get to be comfortable while I do it!”


        “Yes, your highness,” Molly said, sounding a bit more nervous than before. Her wand arm started shaking as her magic was beginning to run out. “No no no!” she whispered to herself, “I’ve only got a few more minutes before I run out of magic! When the shield drops, everyone’s gonna see his…his...” King Oxnard and Molly were quickly approaching the marketplace. Molly noticed right away that there was a significantly greater number of animals inside the market than on the path they were walking on. “Ohhhh boy…” she whispered to herself, preparing for the inevitable as her magic weakened even further and the shield began to slowly approach the ground. Oxnard had approached a crowd of animals waiting at the entrance to the market, and most of them had already noticed that something was off about the king’s wardrobe.


        “Is he...wearing anything?” asked a bunny standing at the front of the crowd, trying to look more closely at the king.


        “I don’t think so, haha!” observed a pig who was also standing close enough to see the king approaching, “he’s completely naked!” The laughing around Oxnard and Molly began to crescendo as the rodents entered the marketplace, surrounded by animals trying to catch a glimpse of what the king was hiding behind his shield.


        “Hnnngh, oh no!” Molly exclaimed as her arm shook even more. She was at her limit, and the shield was about to fall! Closing her eyes and hoping that something would happen to draw everyone’s attention away for even a second, her arm finally dropped.


        *CLANKcling*


        The shield dropped to the ground and fell flat, revealing Oxnard’s little winky and balls to the onlooking crowd of animals. A collective roar of laughter ensued as everyone in the town got a close-up view of the king’s most intimate parts. While Oxnard initially felt excited to present himself to the townsfolk, hearing the deafening laughter directed at him made him nervous and self-conscious. Slowly, he brought his paws over his privates, hoping to protect them from any more observers.


        “What are you covering up for, King?!” an unidentified animal shouted from the back of the crowd, “we already saw everything you have down there, hahaha!!”


        “Are all hamsters that small, or is it just you?!” another citizen shouted from King Oxnard’s side.


        “He’s got quite the big rear end to make up for it, though!” joked a cow lady standing behind him, causing yet another uproar.


        “Oh jeez,” Molly muttered to herself, stepping behind the king to try to block the view of his rear. She tapped on Oxnard’s shoulder and bent down a bit to talk to him. “Still think coming out here completely naked was a good idea?” she asked with a slight grin.


        “Umm...no…” started Oxnard, almost too embarrassed to speak and still facing forward, “you were right and I was...wrong. Could we go back now?”


        “Hehe, I thought you’d never ask,” giggled Molly, sneaking a peek at the king’s rear as she reached out to grab his paw and the both began running away. Oxnard’s privates were bouncing all over the place as her ran with Molly through the crowds. Wanting to avoid any more watchful eyes, Molly looked for a more concealed route to escape the town. “There!” she said, spotting an alleyway that looked like it would spit them out near the town’s entrance. She scurried with Oxnard into the alley, narrowly avoiding the citizens’ detection. The space got more narrow as the rodents sidled their way through; there were even wooden planks sticking out of the walls! They had almost made it out, but unfortunately for Molly, her robe got caught on one of the protruding wooden planks. “Okay, your highness. We’re going to jump out of the alley and make a run for it!”


        “Got it!” said Oxnard, looking over to Molly and seeing that her robe was caught, “uhhh...Molly?”


        “GO!!!” shouted the yellow mouse, jumping out of the alley with the king and running out of the town with him. Molly had made it about fifty yards out before noticing the breeze brushing over her body. “What the--?” she said, stopping and looking down at her bare fur. “Why am I naked?”


        Oxnard got quite the eyeful as he looked at Molly’s bare chest and vulva before she took her hat off and used it to cover her own privates. “Hey, quit staring!” she said to the king, blushing deeply as she covered herself. Although they were out of the crowds, both rodents were still very embarrassed to be naked.


        “Sorry, Molly,” apologized Oxnard as he began blushing himself. “Should we head back to the castle now?”


        “Y-yes,” said a nervous Molly, still taking occasional curious glances at Oxnard’s exposed parts, “that would be best.”


        Molly and Oxnard did their best to return to the castle without attracting any attention. Any time they would see someone approaching them on the path, they made their best effort to jump behind a nearby bush, tree or rock. Finally approaching the main gate to the castle, they were greeted by the castle’s guard dogs, who already couldn’t manage to hold in their laughter.


        “Why are both of you naked now?” asked the beagle who went up to greet them.


        “I don’t really want to talk about it,” Molly said, walking with Oxnard past all of the guards, “just let us into the castle.” The guards did as they were told, still giggling as they pulled the castle’s doors open. As Molly and Oxnard stepped inside, they were greeted by the entire cleaning staff! They were bringing Oxnard’s sheets from the washroom up to his bedroom, but before they walked up the grand staircase, they were treated with intimate views of both the king and his assistant.


        “My goodness!” said a plump looking hen as she dropped the linens in her wings, “what are you two doing in the nude?!” The rest of the animals bringing Oxnard’s sheets up giggled to themselves as Oxnard tried his best to keep his parts covered.  It also didn’t help that most of the castle’s staff were females.


        “We, uh…” began Molly, her face still bright red, “we don’t really want to go into it…”


        Oxnard, upon seeing all of the sheets that were being carried by the castle’s staff, had an idea. “Henrietta,” said Oxnard, looking over to the hen, “would you be so kind as to cover Molly and myself with the sheets you were bringing up?”


        “Ah--yes, your grace,” said the hen, nervously approaching the rodents with the sheets and wrapping them around their bodies.


        “Much better,” said Oxnard, enjoying the feeling of the sheets on his bare fur. “Molly, would you care to join me in my bedroom chamber to help pick a new outfit? I think I’ve worn my birthday suit for long enough today…”


        “Yes, of course, your highness,” said Molly, walking up the stairs with the hamster and entering the king’s bedroom. Closing the tall, heavy doors behind them, Molly turned to face the king and saw that he had something to say.


        “Hey, Molly?” he started, looking down nervously at the ground, “th-thanks for everything today. I thought going out there without any clothes would be fun, but I guess I got a lot more embarrassed than I thought I’d be. I’m gonna try to stay at least a little more covered up from now on.” Almost as if it was on cue, Oxnard’s sheet dropped to the floor and revealed his furry bits to Molly yet again. He slapped his paws over his parts and blushed at Molly. “Heh, sorry.”


        “You’re an awful lot more shy than you were this morning, your highness,” Molly observed, watching as Oxnard desperately tried to cover his naked body from Molly’s view.


        “Sorry, I get nervous around really pretty girls,” Oxnard admitted, “and I realized today how pretty you really were.”


        Molly blushed even deeper after hearing this, although she couldn’t help but giggle seeing Oxnard in the position he was in. “Thank you for the kind words, your grace,” she said. “Now, let’s find you something to wear.”