“Phew, finally made it!” Oxnard the chubby hamster said, dropping his suitcase next to him as he stood outside the front door of Banjo and Kazooie’s house. It had been a long trip for the rodent, but he had finally made it to where Banjo and his trusty sidekick lived. He had been invited by Banjo to go on an adventure with him, and it was an opportunity he just couldn’t pass up! It had been a while since Banjo and Oxnard had seen each other. They were friends when they were younger, but after Banjo got busy with the video games he was in, it became more difficult to stay in touch. All of that aside, Oxnard was happy he’d finally get to see his pal again, so he reached forward and rang the doorbell to let him know that he was there.

        *DING DONG*


        Oxnard could hear some faint voices speaking from inside after the doorbell went off. He put one of his big hamster ears up to the door and listened in.

        “Banjo, is that your friend outside?” Oxnard heard a squawky, snarky voice say. “What was his name? Oxnerd?” The hamster giggled to himself, noticing that Kazooie was exactly as Banjo described her.

        “It’s Oxnard, Kazooie! And don’t let ‘im in! I’m not dressed yet!” Banjo said, sounding a bit anxious. Oxnard suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping get closer to the door.

        “Oh, he doesn’t care! You’re both guys, right?” he heard Kazooie turn back to Banjo and say before she opened the door for the hamster. “Hey, Oxnerd! Banjo’s still getting ready,” Kazooie said, pointing her wing over her shoulder and back to Banjo.


The first thing to catch Oxnard’s eye was Kazooie’s brightly colored feathers, but the second thing was the bumbling bear at the back of the room behind her. Oxnard could see Banjo struggling with a pair of what looked like yellow swim trunks. He was hopping on one paw, too focused on slipping them on to notice Kazooie had already opened the door. The hamster blushed upon seeing glimpses of the struggling bear’s bits bouncing between his legs. It only took Banjo a few frantic glances around the room until he saw Oxnard standing in the doorway behind Kazooie.

        “Oxnard?!” Banjo exclaimed, blushing and finally pulling his yellow trunks up all the way. Oxnard’s eyes widened as he caught one last look at Banjo’s privates before he pulled his waistband up and over them. “Kazooie, why’d you open the door?” Banjo asked, sounding flustered as he walked over to greet Oxnard.

        “Well, I didn’t wanna keep Oxnark waiting out there for long!” Kazooie said, smiling deviously at Banjo.

        “Oxnard! His name’s Oxnard,” Banjo corrected his avian sidekick, shooting a glare at her before turning to Oxnard. “Oxy!” he said enthusiastically, moving in to give his friend a hug. The bear wrapped his arms around his shorter friend, picking him up off the ground for a second before letting him back down. “How have ya been, buddy?” he asked, stepping back and looking at his friend he hadn’t seen in a while.


“Oh, I’ve been fine!” Oxnard said, still blushing slightly from the display he had just witnessed. “Congrats on finally getting into Smash!”


“Thanks, pal!” Banjo replied, “I’m really excited! It’s gonna be plenty of fun.”


“Yep! Even more critters to embarrass you in front of!” Kazooie said, patting Banjo on the back with her wing and making him blush in the awkward silence after.


“So…” Oxnard said, trying to make Banjo feel better, “what kind of adventure are we going on?”


Banjo’s embarrassed face changed, suddenly becoming excited again as he turned back to Oxnard. “Oh! Kazooie was flying through Treasure Trove Cove the other day, and my friend Captain Blubber told her he needed my help, so we’re gonna take a trip over there and see what’s goin’ on,” Banjo explained, hiking up his yellow trunks. “That’s why I’m wearing this swimsuit here! You brought your own, right?”


Oxnard, thankful he had come prepared, nodded to his friend as he patted his suitcase. “Yep! Got it right in here!” The hamster looked around and quickly noticed that there was only one room in the house, and everyone was in it! “Is there...a place I could change?” Oxnard asked, opening up his suitcase and fishing out his red trunks.


“Oh, come on,” Kazooie said, grinning at Oxnard, “you guys are friends! I’m sure you’ve seen each other’s dangly parts before.” The red breegull’s grin grew wider as she saw both of the males blush. Oxnard clutched his swimsuit tightly over the shorts he was wearing, but decided he’d rather just get this over with. Setting the red trunks down, he unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts before pulling them down and stepping out of them, leaving him in just his white undies. He grabbed onto the elastic waistband, but before pulling them down, he wanted to make sure he wasn’t being stared at. Glancing up to Banjo, he saw that the bear had been watching him. Out of embarrassment, the ursine turned his head away when his eyes met with Oxnard’s. The hamster then looked over to Kazooie, who was watching him closely with a grin. Oxnard knew that there was likely nothing he could say to make Kazooie turn around, so he bit the bullet and dropped his underwear in one swift motion, causing his bits to bounce slightly.


*whistle* “Hey Banjo, looks like your friend might be in competition with you for world’s smallest--”

        “Kazooie! Give ‘im some privacy!” Banjo snapped at his avian friend, glaring at her.


“Jeez, didn’t know it was such a touchy subject,” Kazooie said, sounding annoyed and crossing her wings while she looked the other way. Oxnard took this opportunity to quickly slip his trunks on, taking his shirt off after he did so.

        “Alright,” Oxnard said, watching both Banjo and Kazooie turn back around, “I think I’m ready for the beach now!”


“Great!” Banjo said, grabbing his backpack off of its hook and slinging it over his shoulder. “Hop in, Kazooie!”


After Kazooie settled into Banjo’s backpack, the three adventurers were off! Luckily for them, making it to Gruntilda’s Lair wasn’t too tough. They navigated through the maze-like lair until reaching the big treasure chest with the words “Treasure Trove Cove” on the front.


“This is the entrance!” Banjo said gleefully, looking down to Oxnard. “Here, grab onto my paw.” The hamster did as he was told, suddenly being pulled up into the air after Banjo jumped up and Kazooie flapped her wings to get some extra height. They all landed in the giant chest and were suddenly transported to Treasure Trove Cove!


“Woah!” Oxnard exclaimed, checking his surroundings to confirm he had been teleported, “we’re here!” The group ended up on a pier overlooking the sea, with a walkway that lead to the shore in the opposite direction. The hamster ran ahead of Banjo to the sandy beach, stepping into the water and cooling his little hamster feet off. “Haaaahhh, this feels nice…” Oxnard sighed, enjoying the feeling of the cool water between his toes. Something, however, seemed a little off to the hamster. He could’ve sworn he was hearing a faint cry for help. Turning to where he thought it was coming from, Oxnard could see an island about fifty yards away in the water.


“Heeeelp!” Oxnard could hear, seeing what looked like a little blue Jinjo bouncing up and down.


“Hey, Banjo!” Oxnard called out to his friend. Banjo made his way over to where the hamster was standing looking out in the same direction he was.

        “What is it, Oxy?” he asked, trying to see what Oxnard was pointing him to.

        “I think there’s a Jinjo stranded on that island over there!” Oxnard told his friend, pointing to the creature crying for help.


“You wait here, Oxy,” Banjo said, starting to wade out into the water, “Kazooie and I will go and fetch ‘im!”


“Ugh, wake me up when you’re finished, bear brains,” Kazooie said, shutting herself in the backpack with a cranky look.


It didn’t take long before Banjo had made his way over to the island. Upon arriving, he picked up the stranded Jinjo and put him on his shoulders. “Here, little guy,” Banjo said, wading back into the water, “you can stay up there while I swim back.” As Banjo began to return to the shore, he heard the Jinjo ask him something.


“B-b-but...what about the shark?” he asked, pointing to Banjo’s left. Banjo’s eyes shot open as he slowly looked to his left, hoping that the Jinjo was imagining things. The bear’s stomach sank when his fear was confirmed: Snacker the Shark was right there!


“Is that a tasty lunch I smell?” Banjo heard Snacker threaten as he tried to swim away faster. Unfortunately for Banjo, swimming was a little bit more difficult with two passengers riding on his back. Frantically wading towards the shore, Banjo could feel the shark beginning to gain on him. Oxnard, meanwhile, witnessed all of this taking place.

        “Banjo!!! Swim faster!!!” Oxnard encouraged from the shore, hoping his friend would make it out alright. Paddling with all his might towards the shore, Banjo was worried that he wouldn’t be able to make it! He was only a few yards away from being able to walk his way out! With a few more frantic paddles, Banjo finally made it to the waist deep water. The Jinjo that he had rescued took this opportunity to hop off and paddle over to where Oxnard was standing.

“I made it! Oxnard, I made i--” Banjo cheered, suddenly interrupted by a great force pulling him back into the water.


“What’s all the commotion for?!” Kazooie complained, popping out of the backpack and looking down to see a giant shark latched onto the back of Banjo’s swim trunks. “Haha! Banjo, looks like sharky here wants to eat your trunks for lunch!”


Feeling the breeze over his furry, wet and exposed rear along with hearing Kazooie’s snide comments made Banjo blush. The bear dug his paws into the sand underwater in a crude game of tug of war with his swimsuit being the prize. Banjo pulled with all his might, and the end result of the battle was soon confirmed by a resounding *SHHRIP*. As his trunks were ripped off, Banjo stumbled forward. His bear bits bounced out in front of his friend, showing off the part of himself he hoped Oxnard wouldn’t see again. Snacker swam off with his prize while Banjo reluctantly looked down to see that his privates had been exposed!

        “Gah!” Banjo shouted, quickly covering his little penis and balls with his paws.

        Kazooie watched from her backpack as Snacker disappeared into the water and Banjo’s trunks were no more. She looked down to see a clear view of the bear’s wet and shiny bare bottom.

        “Woah!” Kazooie shouted, pointing down to the display with her wing, “a full moon out in broad daylight!”


“Kazooie!” Banjo shot back in embarrassment, feeling the breeze over his exposed hindquarters. He threw his paws over his wet butt, letting his bits flop out again as Oxnard interjected.

        “*Ahem*, Banjo?” Oxnard said, blushing and pointing down at the ground and hoping Banjo would catch on.

        “AH! Sorry,” Banjo apologized nervously, throwing one of his paws back over his crotch as he kept the other on his rear and looked down in the water for any sign of his trunks.

        “I hate to break it to ya, little guy,” Kazooie said in a teasing manner, “but I think your trunks are long gone.”


Banjo blushed a deep red as he looked angrily back at Kazooie. “Hey! Who you callin’ little?!” The bear was reminded of what he experienced the last time Kazooie saw his little bear-maker, and in a display of concerned self-consciousness, he moved his right paw out slightly to check his size to make sure he hadn’t shrunk down a lot from the water.

        “I call ‘em how I see ‘em, Banjo,” Kazooie said, poking her head over his shoulder and looking down. “Hehehe, yep! That’s the Banjo I remember.”

        “Stop it, Kazooie!” Banjo begged, his face turning redder by the second. The bear covered back up, placing his paw firmly over his bits before he began looking around for something he could cover up with.


Meanwhile, Oxnard remained speechless after seeing his friend naked for the second time that day. The Jinjo standing next to him blushed after seeing so many private details on the bear that had just saved him. Wracked with second-hand embarrassment, the little blue creature flew off, almost vanishing in the air. The image of Banjo’s little furry penis and balls was burned into Oxnard’s head, making him blush at just the thought. Watching Banjo struggle to find cover, Oxnard thought he’d try to help his friend out and offer a solution.


“Banjo!” Oxnard said, getting the embarrassed bear’s attention, “if you need something to cover up with, use your backpack!”


Banjo’s eyes lit up after hearing Oxnard’s idea, realizing that it would be his best bet for finding cover. “Th-thanks, Oxy!” Banjo said with a half-smile, grabbing onto his backpack and taking off each strap. This left his jiggly bits exposed, which Oxnard took another moment to stare down before the bear held his backpack over them.


“How do I look?” Banjo asked, trying to be lighthearted in his embarrassing situation. The blushing bear wore nothing but a sheepish smile as he pushed his legs together, holding that backpack that Kazooie was sitting in firmly over his privates. Kazooie took this opportunity to hop out of the backpack and stand next to Oxnard so that she could admire the view as well.


“Wow, Banjo!” Kazooie said, watching the bear get more nervous now that he had two in his audience instead of one.


“It definitely covers everything!” Oxnard said, trying to cheer his pal up.


“Not that there’s much to cover up down there, hahahaha!” Kazooie laughed, pointing her wing at the cowering ursine.


While Oxnard secretly thought that making fun of Banjo’s bear parts was really funny, he tried to change the subject to save his friend from more ridicule and embarrassment. “Banjo! Didn’t you say that someone here needed our help? Let’s go find ‘em!”


“Y-yeah!” Banjo said, trying to look more determined, “we need to go help Captain Blubber!” With that, Banjo turned around and started walking in the direction of the hippo’s ship. Both Oxnard and Kazooie watched as Banjo’s chubby cheeks wiggled and jiggled while he walked.


“With that chubby butt, I’d say we already found Captain Blubber!” Kazooie joked, making Oxnard snicker while he tried to hold in his laughter. Banjo stopped in his tracks and looked behind at his furry, brown bottom.


“Uhh...why don’t you guys walk ahead of me?” Banjo suggested, hoping they’d let him trail behind.


Not wanting to be deprived of the revealing view she was getting, Kazooie replied with a feigned innocent expression. “B-but, we don’t know where to go, Banjo! We might get lost if you don’t lead us!”


With his cheeks burning red, Banjo let out a defeated “fine” before walking ahead and showing off his hindquarters once again.


The trio walked through the sand for a few minutes, and while there was a lot of beautiful scenery to admire, Oxnard couldn’t take his eyes off of Banjo’s naked butt. His fuzzy cheeks bounced slightly with each step, occasionally showing glimpses of Banjo’s tight sack to the audience walking behind him.


The ship was finally in sight, but Banjo looked closely ahead and saw a feisty group of Snippets blocking the way. Stopping in his tracks before he got too close to them, he turned back to his friends to warn them.


“Uhh...Banjo? What are those crab-things up there?” Oxnard asked, sounding concerned and backing up slightly.


“Those things?” Banjo asked, pointing ahead. “They’re called Snippets and they’re aggressive, so be careful.”


“Banjo, we can’t expect your friend…” Kazooie said, blanking on the hamster’s name, “what was your name again?”


“Oxnard,” the rodent said with a blank, annoyed expression.


“We can’t expect Oxnard to get through those snippy things safely! We need to get rid of ‘em for him!” Kazooie suggested. “It’ll be easy! Just sling that backpack of yours over your shoulder and we’ll be able to do our ground-stompy move to take care of ‘em!” Banjo suddenly didn’t like where this was going. If he had to put his backpack back on, he’d be exposing his precious little bear bits again.


“Isn’t there, uh...another way we can get rid of them?” Banjo asked, hoping that Kazooie had a backup plan.


“I dunno, I can’t think of anything!” Kazooie said, “Why are you so nervous about putting your backpack on? Oh, that’s right!” Kazooie continued, flashing an evil smile at Banjo, “if you put it on, Oxnard and I are gonna see your little winky and bear balls again!” Banjo looked at Kazooie angrily, his cheeks burning in embarrassment and fury. “You’ve gotta help your friend, though! C’mon, it’ll be quick!” Kazooie said, hopping in the backpack. Banjo nervously held the blue bag over his crotch, reluctant to sling it over his back, but looking over to Oxnard and realizing that he needed to protect his friend. He slung it over in one swift motion as his bits were exposed to the sunlight and his blushing friend. Without a word, the embarrassed bear ran over to the Snippets and began to ground stomp them with Kazooie’s help. As Banjo flipped and flopped in the air, his bits were doing the same, putting on quite the show for anyone who might’ve been watching.


“Woah,” Oxnard whispered to himself, silently watching as his friend showed off his fighting skills and his most intimate parts at the same time. By the time Banjo was finished taking care of the Snippets, Oxnard had seen quite a bit of him.


“Alright, Oxy!” Banjo shouted from where he was, “the coast is all clear!”


Oxnard ran over to where Banjo and Kazooie were waiting, but as he got closer, he felt that something about where he was standing wasn’t right. Suddenly, from under the sand, one of the Snippets had come back up for revenge. The crab quickly grabbed onto the brightest thing he could see, which unfortunately for Oxnard was his red trunks. The crustacean pulled on the back of the swimsuit, exposing Oxnard’s butt before pulling the trunks down to the hamster’s ankles and tugging on them, forcing him to fall forward and giving the crab the chance to snatch the bright red garment. “Banjo! Helllp!”


“Oxnard!” Banjo yelled, running over to try to help his friend. He quickly realized, however, that it was too late to get his trunks back after seeing the crab burrow into the sand with them in its claws. Banjo bent down to hep Oxnard up, extending one of his paws that the hamster quickly grabbed onto. From where he was, Oxnard was getting an up close and personal view of Banjo’s little bear wiener and balls between his legs, causing him to blush. His cheeks continued to burn after being helped up and realizing that his trunks had been stolen from him and that he was now just as naked as Banjo was!


Kazooie, of course, jumped at the opportunity to continue teasing the embarrassed boys around her. “Haha! Lose something there, Oxnard?” Kazooie laughed, pointing at the hamster’s exposed bits with her wing. She hopped out of Banjo’s backpack to get a better look at the pair side by side. “Oh my gosh, Banjo! Even though he’s a hamster, he might still be a bit bigger than you!” Kazooie said, looking between the exposed winkies. “Actually, it’s...kinda hard to tell. You’re both just so short!”


“Alright, Kazooie, we got it!” Banjo said, still angry at his sidekick and embarrassed about his situation. He slung the backpack off of his shoulders and held it over his privates once again, hoping it would still provide sufficient cover. “C’mon, we gotta go see what Captain Blubber needs.”


“Whatever you say, blubber butt!” Kazooie quipped, walking behind both Banjo and Oxnard and continuing to stare at their rear ends.


Banjo and Oxnard walked in awkward silence until they reached the wooden planks leading onto Blubber’s ship. Making their way up with Kazooie following behind them, Banjo and Oxnard were shocked to see that Captain Blubber wasn’t the only one on deck. Sitting in four lawn chairs in Hawaiian gear sipping on tropical drinks were Boggy and his three kids, Groggy, Moggy and Soggy. Hearing new footsteps on the boat, Boggy looked over and saw two naked newcomers shyly approaching Captain Blubber.


“Banjo!” Blubber said loudly, causing the bear to drop his backpack in shock and expose his bits to the air. The hippo waddled over and grabbed onto Banjo, hoisting him up in a big hippo embrace. “Thanks for coming b--” the hippo said, pausing abruptly after feeling something warm and squishy against his tummy. Pulling Banjo slightly away and looking down, Blubber was shocked and embarrassed to see Banjo’s privates out in the open! “Banjo! What are you doing coming here naked?!”


Captain Blubber’s comment was heard easily by the four polar bears who were soaking in the sun. They all looked over to see the nervous brown bear trying to hold his paws over his exposed parts. “Banjo? Is that you?” Boggy asked, standing up and beginning to walk over with his kids following closely behind. After Boggy walked up next to him, Blubber set Banjo back down next to Oxnard and Kazooie.


“Uh...h-hi, Boggy,” Banjo said weakly, looking around for the backpack he was using for cover but only seeing the big polar bear package Boggy had between his legs.


“Daddy, daddy, look at this cool backpack!” Boggy’s son Moggy said as he jumped up and down.


“That’s a cool backpack, champ! Where’d ya find it?” Boggy asked, only to be answered by Banjo.


“Th-that’s my backpack, actually,” Banjo said nervously, keeping his paws over his bits in an effort to keep them covered from everyone’s view.


“Can I have it, daddy? Pleease?” Moggy asked, looking up at his dad with puppy-dog eyes.


“Banjo, would you help Boggy out and lend him your backpack?” Boggy asked the naked bear, “it’s the little guy’s birthday today.”


“Well...you see…” Banjo began, almost too embarrassed to explain his predicament. “I lost my...my trunks to a shark just before I came here, so that backpack is all I have to cover up with.”


“Aw, c’mon Banjo, you don’t need to cover up in front of Boggy,” the big polar bear said, trying to make Banjo feel better. “Boggy’s already seen the little acorn between your legs.”


“Hey, it’s the peepee bear!” Soggy said, pointing at Banjo and giggling with her brothers.


The embarrassment was almost getting unbearable for Banjo; his face was completely flushed as he tried to hide his bits from more humiliating ridicule. Oxnard, meanwhile, was curious about what happened to Banjo that was making him so embarrassed, but he didn’t want his friend to feel any more humiliated than he felt now. “Daddy, look! The hamster’s naked too!” Oxnard heard from one of the polar bear cubs, making him blush and cover up.


“Uhh...Captain Blubber!” Banjo said, trying to change the subject. “Didn’t you need help with something?”


Trying to hold back his laughter, Captain Blubber remembered why he called Banjo over in the first place. “Oh, that’s right! I was going to treat Boggy and his hearties to a nice dinner, and I was gonna pay for it with me treasure,” Blubber explained, unable to take his eyes off of Banjo trying to cover up, “but I dropped the gold in the flooded cabin under us and I still can’t swim! Ye think ye can get it for me?”


“Uh...sure,” Banjo said, feeling as if this had happened to him before. Wanting to get finished quickly, Banjo dove into the hold of the ship, instantly regretting his decision as the water was freezing cold. “GAH! Th-th-this water’s f-f-f-freezing!!!” Banjo shouted up to the animals above him. The shivering bear could feel the ice cold water shrinking his bits down to an embarrassingly small size.


“Oh, that might be because I dropped me ice collection in there too!” Blubber admitted, making everyone giggle a bit. Banjo decided to get things over with quickly and dove to the bottom of the ship, where a glimmering stack of gold bars sat. He held the stack carefully in his arms as he swam and hoisted the gold up onto a floating box once he surfaced. Climbing onto the box and feeling the breeze over all of his naked body, he realized he needed to find a way back up. After thinking to himself for a few moments, Banjo came up with a plan.


“Kazooie!” Banjo called up, hearing Kazooie snicker before she called back down to him.


“What is it, Banjo?” she asked, looking down to the soaking wet and naked bear.


“I need you to fly down here with my b-b-backpack!” Banjo said, “Tell Moggy I’ll give it b-back!”


“Alright, Banjo!” Kazooie said, taking the backpack and flying down into the hold, “I better be getting a good cut of the reward, though!” When Kazooie landed, Banjo was standing next to the pile of gold bars, covering his privates with his paws.


“Thanks, Kazooie,” Banjo said, reaching his paws out to grab the backpack and exposing his shrunken furry bear parts. Kazooie’s face lit up as she began to giggle.


“Hahahaha, that cold water really did a number on you, Banjo!” Kazooie said, unable to stop herself from giggling as she pointed between Banjo’s legs. “It’s just like Freezeezy all over again!”


“You said you wouldn’t bring that up anymore!” Banjo said, snatching the backpack and holding it over his crotch before taking a knee in front of the gold bar pile. “Anyway, you think you can fly me back up there with these gold bars?” Banjo asked, packing the valuable metal into the bag and slinging it over his shoulder.


“If you’ve got enough red feathers I might be able to,” Kazooie said, turning her rear towards Banjo. “Grab onto my talons, I guess.”


Banjo watched as Kazooie took off and quickly grabbed onto her talons, weighing her down considerably. “Jeez, Banjo,” Kazooie said, “you need to start working out again!” Banjo blushed as he looked up and saw Kazooie’s bird hole on her feathery butt. He had only caught glimpses of this intimate part of Kazooie’s anatomy a few times, so seeing it right in front of him caught him a bit off guard. What surprised Banjo more, however, was that Kazooie was managing to fly all the way up to the deck with an extremely heavy load. Slowly but surely, Kazooie and Banjo emerged from the trapdoor to be met with stares from everyone who was there. Banjo’s upper half was visible first, followed by his lower half, where his bits remained shrunk down between his legs.


“Look at how tiny his weenie is, daddy!” Groggy laughed as he pointed at Banjo. The poor bear hadn’t considered that if Kazooie flew him out, he’d be showing off his most intimate parts without a way to cover up. Oxnard wanted to help his friend, but couldn’t think of anything he could do as he watched the bear float above them.


“Kazooie, we don’t have to go up this high!” Banjo said, now hovering about five feet above everyone with his jiggling bits in full view of everyone. He even began to kick his legs in distress, making his bits wobble more and showing glimpses of what was between his furry cheeks as well.


“Relaaax, Banjo,” Kazooie said with a grin, “I’m putting you down.” As the duo floated lower, Banjo noticed where Kazooie was planning on landing.


“Kazooie, wait!” Banjo said, his feet getting closer to Oxnard’s head, “we’re gonna land on Oxnard!”


“What?! I can’t hear you, Banjo. My wings are workin’ too hard here!” Kazooie teased, continuing to lower the bear onto his friend. Oxnard continued to stare at Banjo as he floated down onto him. His bits were within full, detailed view of the hamster, making the rodent blush. Banjo spread his legs out so he wouldn’t kick Oxnard in the face on his way down, but that in turn made everything Banjo was showing more visible. Banjo tried desperately to redirect his course after looking down and seeing what was likely to happen next, but he couldn’t stop before…


*SMUSH*


Banjo felt his shriveled weiner and balls smoosh against Oxnard’s face, making his face turn even redder. “S-s-sorry, Ox!” Banjo stuttered during his quick apology, embarrassed that this was happening in front of all these animals who knew him. 


“It’s--mmmph--It’s okay,” Oxnard said, trying to make Banjo feel a little better.


Kazooie finally dropped Banjo on the ground after having her fill of fun, landing next to Oxnard. Banjo ended up in a pretty exposed position, with his legs spread out and privates out in the open for everyone to see. He scrambled to get up, making his audience laugh as he slipped the backpack off and handed it to Captain Blubber.


“H-here’s your g-g-gold, Blubber,” Banjo said, shivering as he handed the backpack over, giving everyone one last look at his little package before covering up with his paws again.


“Thanks, Banjo,” Blubber said, taking the gold out and giving the backpack to Moggy.


        “Thanks for the Backpack, Mr. Peepee Bear!” Moggy said, smiling at Banjo.


        “HAHAHA!!,” Kazooie laughed, “Mr. Peepeebear, AAhahaha!”


        “C’mon, guys,” Banjo said, his face still looking flushed but now appearing stoic, “we’re going back.” Banjo walked past everyone to the wooden planks connecting the ship to the beach.


        “I think he’s had enough today,” Kazooie said to the group, “he gets like this when everyone sees his little bait and tackle.”


        “KAZOOIE!” Banjo said, still walking away.


        “I...should probably get going,” Kazooie said, looking to Oxnard. “C’mon, Oxnard. We’ve gotta get you home too.”


        
EPILOGUE


        The walk back to Banjo’s house was long, silent, and awkward for everyone except Kazooie, who was still getting a laugh about what had just transpired.


        “HAhahahahaha! Tha sh-shark just ripped them off and ate them for luuunch!!!” Kazooie laughed, continuing to make Banjo feel humiliated. Oxnard felt pretty embarrassed as well. While he didn’t receive the same level of ridicule Banjo had, everyone still saw his little hamster parts. He looked over to Banjo to see that he was keeping his paws firmly tucked between his legs as he walked.


        “Uhh...you probably don’t need to cover up anymore, Banjo,” Oxnard said, hoping Banjo would feel more comfortable with his nudity. 


        “Yeah, we’ve already seen everything you’ve got to offer,” Kazooie said, mumbling her next remark, “and it’s not much…”


        “I’m not covering up, I just...I need to…” Banjo began, too embarrassed to continue.


        “Spit it out, bear brains!” Kazooie demanded.


        “I need to pee, alright?” Banjo said defensively, making Kazooie giggle.


        “Awww, little Banjo’s gotta go potty,” Kazooie teased, making faces at Banjo as she flew alongside him.


        “Sh-shut up, Kazooie!” Banjo said, clutching his crotch more firmly now. The trio finally arrived at Banjo’s house, and Banjo gave a sigh of relief before dropping his paws from his bits and opening the door.


        “SURPRIIIISE!!!” Banjo heard as he saw all of his closest friends piled together in his house for a surprise party he knew nothing about. “Way to make it into Smash, big gu--” Conker the squirrel said before pausing and gasping along with everyone else. Banjo stood like a deer in the headlights as everyone was treated to a view of Banjo’s furry penis and balls. Completely shocked by the party and stuck between fear and embarrassment, Banjo’s weiner gave a little twitch before the exposed bear started tinkling in front of everyone! The only thing audible in the room at that moment was the sound of Banjo’s pee pattering into a puddle on the floor. He tried to cover up with his paws, but he ended up getting pee all over his arms and even sprinkling a little on Oxnard and Kazooie as they watched from up close. Speaking of Kazooie, she was the first to burst out into laughter before everyone else in the room joined in.


        “HAHAHAHAHA!” Banjo heard all around him. The constant laughing and whistling from the crowd was getting to his head; the bear suddenly started to get dizzy before…


        *THUNK*


Banjo hit the floor like a sack of potatoes; he had passed out from all the embarrassment! Kazooie continued to laugh at Banjo as his naked body lay on the floor, pee still leaking from his little willy. “Hey, I think this calls for a commemoration picture!” Kazooie suggested, grabbing a camera from a nearby table. She saw that Donkey Kong had a stack of cone hats and a fistful of party blowers, so Kazooie took one of each and decorated the subject of her photo. “Say cheese, Banjo!” Kazooie said, holding up the camera before a quick flash went off.


*CLICK*


Kazooie looked down to the camera’s screen and admired the embarrassing shot of Banjo she just got. “Hehehe, maybe this’ll work as a promotional pic for Smash! What do ya think, guys? Should I send it in?”


Kazooie’s joke was met with laughter from just about everyone in attendance, and Banjo remained unconscious as the partygoers continued to laugh at him and his naked bear bits. Oxnard, meanwhile, had found that his suitcase was right by the front door, so while everyone’s attention was focused on Banjo, he slipped on a pair of shorts and joined the party.


“Kazooie!” Oxnard said, walking up to the red breegull, “Banjo’s gonna be real mad when he wakes up and find out what you did!”


“He’ll get over it,” Kazooie said, still looking at Banjo’s naked body and blushing slightly under her feathers. “If only he knew how cute he looks when I do this kinda stuff to him.”