“Phew, what a long trip!” Oxnard remarked to himself as he pulled his little rowboat into the shore of Foxington island, where his friend Lucky Swifttail and his sister Lyra lived. Lucky and his sister Lyra were both foxes, a species whose members Oxnard particularly enjoyed spending time with. The short hamster hopped out of his boat and onto the shore, where he dusted off his swim trunks, straightened out his shirt, and made his way over to where he presumed Lucky’s house was.


Stepping through an open grassy area, Oxnard eventually came upon a door in the side of a rock formation. He looked closer and saw that a little mailbox was positioned right outside, telling him it was likely that the little fox made his home there. Stepping up to the door, Oxnard knocked and eagerly awaited his friend to answer.


After waiting a few moments, Oxnard could hear a pair of little paws scampering on the other side of the door, getting closer and closer before the door swung wide open. In the doorway stood a chipper little fox dressed in PJs and a sleeping cap, yawning and stretching before greeting the hamster in front of him.


“Hey there, Oxnard!” Lucky said, stepping up and giving the hamster a hug, “sorry about the PJs; I just woke up…”

        “Hey, buddy!” Oxnard said, hugging the young fox back and smiling, “don’t worry about the PJs, little guy. You can run and get changed before we head out.” Oxnard let go of Lucky and stepped back to give the fox some space. “Speaking of which, what did you wanna go and do today?”


“Hmmmm…” Lucky thought to himself, unsure of exactly where he wanted to take his friend. “Well, my sister’s coming back later in the day from her trip, so let’s hang out with her a bit when she gets back,” Lucky said, continuing to think of other things he and Oxnard could do. “In the meantime...let’s go on a treasure hunt!”


“A treasure hunt?” Oxnard said, not expecting a full adventure that day but feeling very excited nonetheless. “Sure! Sounds like it’ll be fun!”


“Awesome!” Lucky said, jumping up and spinning around, causing his pajama pants to droop slightly when he landed. He held onto them with one of his paws and smiled at Oxnard, blushing ever so slightly under his fur. “I should probably run and get changed first, though.”


Lucky scurried up to his room, leaving his friend in the doorway as he slipped his PJs off and looked for his trusty cape and shoes. Returning back down to where Oxnard was standing, the fox was showing off far more orange and white than the hamster had expected at eleven in the morning. Oxnard watched as Lucky ran up to the doorway, immediately noticing his jiggling white foxy parts between his legs. They were bouncing back and forth as he quickly moved to reunite with Oxnard, eventually stopping as the fox arrived in the doorway. 


“Uhhhh...Lucky?” Oxnard asked the fox, who was standing proudly with his paws on his hips and a smile on his muzzle. “You sure you wanna go out like that?”


Watching his hamster friend hold back giggles, Lucky was confused as to what Oxnard meant by his question. “Wh-What do you mean?” Lucky asked back, a look of slight concern showing on his face as his ears lowered a bit.


“Well, your uh…” Oxnard began, trying not to embarrass his friend as he pointed at the fox’s waist, “your ‘thing’ is showing.”


Lucky looked down to where Oxnard was pointing, seeing that the hamster was staring directly at his little furry winky and balls. He blushed a little, but replied to Oxnard with an explanation. “It’s okay, Oxnard!” Lucky said, grabbing onto his cape behind him and wiggling it a bit. “This is my adventuring outfit!”


“You...you go on your adventures...totally naked?” Oxnard asked, shocked that a little fox would so openly flaunt his (rather unimpressive) foxy package.


“Well...ummm…” Lucky thought for a moment, unsure how to respond to a question about a part of his lifestyle that seemed so natural to him. “Nobody ever...says anything about it…” Lucky thought back to his many adventures and how he would often hear snickering and giggling from the enemies he was fighting. Could it have been that they were all laughing at his nudity as he jumped around and swiped his tail at them? Lucky grabbed onto his cape and pulled it in front of him, trying to cover up his dignity as Oxnard continued to catch glances of the fox’s privates.


Oxnard, during all of this, felt bad that he was making the little fox feel self conscious about his outfit choice. “Hey, don’t feel bad, Lucky,” Oxnard said, putting his paw on the fox’s shoulder. “I didn’t mean to make you embarrassed about it. The cape looks good on you!”


“No no, it’s okay,” Lucky said as he tried to smile, swaying his hips slightly in sheepishness. “I just can’t believe I haven’t thought about it until now! Everyone’s been looking at my...my parts.” Lucky blushed deeply as he finished that last part, looking down at his cape covering his privates between his legs.


“Do you wanna put some shorts on or something?” Oxnard suggested, trying to cheer his friend up. “You can still keep the cape and the shoes!”


“Yeah, heheh,” Lucky said as he continued to burn red on his cheeks, “that sounds like a good idea. Give me one sec!” Lucky turned around and started to run off to his room. His cape, however, was no longer covering his rear, so Oxnard got a full view of the fox’s orange behind underneath his big, bushy tail.


Lucky ran back down to where Oxnard was again, this time wearing a pair of what appeared to be swimming trunks. “Hehehe,” Lucky giggled as he stepped out of the door and stood next to Oxnard, “these were all I could find!”


“Those look great!” Oxnard said, encouraging the little fox, “and you’ll be prepared if we need to go into the water.”


“Yep!” Lucky said, patting the blue trunks with his paws. “You all ready to go?”


“You bet!” Oxnard said, dropping off his things in Lucky’s house and stepping back outside before closing the door. “So...where are we headed?”


Lucky thought for a moment about where he’d want to search for treasure with his friend, and suddenly remembered a place he’d been meaning to check. “Oh yeah! There’s an island nearby that I haven’t gotten to explore yet. I bet there’s tons of treasure hidden somewhere on it! Does that sound good?”


“Sounds good to me, Lucky!” Oxnard said, glancing back at the boat he took over. “Would you want to ride over in my boat?”


“If you don’t mind,” Lucky said, looking a little embarrassed that he couldn’t offer his own way to get there, “that would probably be easiest.”


“Alright!” Oxnard said, leading Lucky over to his boat on the shore and pushing it into the water before hopping in, grabbing a hold of both of the oars. “Go ahead and hop in front of me.” Lucky jumped into the boat in front of where Oxnard was sitting, but a stray piece of wood caught onto the little fox’s swimsuit as he hopped in. *SHHRIP*. Lucky felt his garment tear as a cool breeze brushed over his now slightly exposed rear. Oxnard could see that the tear was about six inches across, and showed off a good bit of the fox’s furry orange behind. Lucky immediately turned his head back to see if he could survey the damage, but was unable to get a good enough look at what had happened.


“Aw man…” Lucky said, embarrassed and upset that he had torn his only pair of trunks. “I can’t see back there, Oxy. Does it look bad?” Lucky pushed his rear out a little towards Oxnard and lifted his tail so that he could get a better look. Little did the nervous fox know that he was giving his friend a full view of the bottom part of his orange cheeks and the back of his tight, jiggly pouch. Oxnard could even see a little glimpse of Lucky’s little fox hole nestled between his cheeks.


“Uh...um…” Oxnard said, not sure if the rip in Lucky’s shorts would matter enough for him to go change out of them since his tail and cape would be covering his rear anyway. “It’s fine, Lucky. It’s not that big of a rip at all; I’m sure no one’s gonna notice.”


“Phew, that’s good to hear,” Lucky said, sitting down in front of Oxnard and scanning the ocean for the island he was talking about. “Let’s see...aha! There it is!” Lucky pointed to an island in the distance covered in trees and sporting some rocky formations.


“Alright, here we go!” Oxnard said as he began paddling the boat in the direction of the island, smiling as he heard Lucky cheer in excitement.


Oxnard and Lucky spent about half an hour in the boat before they started to get close to the island. “We’re almost there,” Oxnard said, rowing along as he watched Lucky look to the island, attempting to determine where the treasure they were looking for might be.


“It’s kinda hot out here,” Lucky observed, feeling the heat from the sun on his orange fur and covering his eyes from the bright light. “Maybe a quick dip wouldn’t be so bad.” Lucky saw that they were only about a hundred feet from the shore, so he stood up, bent his knees, and dove into the water.


“Wait, Lucky!” Oxnard tried to say before the fox hopped in, hoping to tell him to take his shoes off first. Lucky emerged from underwater, shaking his head to dry off his fur as he looked up to Oxnard in the boat.


“Did you say something?” Lucky asked, treading water lightly.


“Your shoes!” Oxnard said, looking down into the water. “You forgot to take your shoes off!”


Looking down into the water, Lucky saw that Oxnard was right. “Aw man, they’re gonna be all soggy now. Could you help pull me back into the boat, Oxy?” Lucky asked, reaching a paw up to the hamster.


“Sure thing, little guy,” Oxnard said, putting the oars in the boat and reaching down to grab Lucky. He pulled the little fox closer to the boat by his paw, but found he was having trouble pulling all of Lucky’s weight. “Uh, Lucky? Is there something pulling on you?” Oxnard asked, seeing that there was a little splashing in the water behind the fox. Looking behind him, Lucky saw that a small shark had latched onto his cape and was pulling him into the water.


“Ah! There’s a shark!” Lucky cried out, frantically kicking his legs as he felt it tug on his cape. “Help me, Oxy! It’s gonna eat me!”


“It’s okay, Lucky! I’ve got you!” Oxnard reassured the panicking fox, grabbing tight onto his little paws and yanking him with all of his might out of the water. The little fox landed next to Oxnard in the boat, catching his breath as he shook the rest of the water out of his fur.


“Phew, that was a close one,” Lucky said, relieved that he made it out of the scuffle uninjured. Upon coming to his senses again, Lucky noticed that something was a bit off. Or rather, something had come off. “My cape!” Lucky cried out, realizing that the shark had taken off with his trusty blue cape.


“He got your cape?” Oxnard asked, looking and seeing that the fox did indeed lose his trademark accessory. “Aw, I’m sorry, Lucky…” Oxnard saw that the fox kit was sniffling from losing his special cape, and tried to cheer him up and keep him focused on what they were there for. “Hey, maybe there’s an even better cape hidden with the treasure! One that only real treasure hunters get to wear!”


*Sniffle* “Really? You think so?” Lucky asked, looking up to Oxnard and smiling as he thought about the possibility.


“For sure!” Oxnard said, continuing to try to encourage the young fox. “Here, I’ll row us in and then we can start looking.”


“Alright,” Lucky said, cheering up and getting himself ready for the adventure ahead of them, “that sounds like a plan.” The boat eventually arrived at the shore of the island, giving Oxnard and Lucky the opportunity to finally step off onto dry land. “Yeesh, these are really soggy,” Lucky said to himself as he looked down to his shoes, choosing to take them off and leave them in the boat.


“You sure you’ll be fine without shoes, Lucky?” Oxnard asked to make sure, worried he might step on something sharp.


“Oh yeah, don’t worry about me,” Lucky said. The fox glanced down to his exposed footpaws and blushed. “Fox feet are really strong, so I should be fine.”


Oxnard blushed as he also looked down at Lucky’s exposed footpaws. It was a part of Lucky he hadn’t seen up until now, and with how bare Lucky looked without his shoes, Oxnard couldn’t help but turn a bit red. “Just be sure you keep those trunks on,” Oxnard said, pointing to the blue garment, “they’re all you have left right now.”


“Yeah, I know…” Lucky said, looking at the ground bashfully and turning red. The pair started to make their way off of the shore and onto the grassier part of the island. Lucky was leading, so Oxnard continued to sneak glances at the little fox’s bare bottom under his tail through the hole in his trunks. The two of them traversed through the trees and bushes before finally arriving at an open grassy area. “Woah! Look over there, Oxnard!” Lucky said excitedly, pointing over to a cave in the side of a rock formation leading underground. “If this island has any treasure, it’s definitely in there!” Oxnard looked over to where Lucky was pointing, and after squinting a little harder, he could see a figure moving towards the cave.


“You’re probably right, Lucky,” Oxnard said, pointing to what he was seeing by the cave, “but I think someone else wants the treasure here too.” Lucky looked closer near the entrance, and suddenly saw what Oxnard was referring to.


“That’s--!” Lucky said, surprised by who he had identified and reducing his voice to a whisper, “that’s Master Mittens!”


“Isn’t that one of your enemies, Lucky?” Oxnard asked, making sure he wasn’t mistaking him for someone else.


“Uh-huh,” Lucky replied, crouching in the grass so as not to disclose his presence to the cat by the cave’s entrance. “I think I’m gonna try and sneak attack him.”


“Oh, exciting!” Oxnard said, “I’m just gonna stay off to the side and cheer you on, then. You’re gonna do great, little guy!”


“Thanks, Oxy,” Lucky said, moving through the grass as Oxnard followed behind so he could get a closer look at the fight. After shuffling through the grass for what seemed like forever, Lucky was finally in position to sneak up on Master Mittens, who was peering into the cave in front of them. Lucky exited the tall grass and took long, purposeful strides towards his enemy, but in doing so didn’t realize how much strain he was putting on his swim trunks. Each step was stretching the fabric around the tear in Lucky’s shorts to its limit, and eventually…*SHRRIP*. Lucky felt the hole on the seat of his shorts get much bigger, and after nervously throwing his paws over his rear, he realized that almost all of his bottom was now showing. In addition to this unfortunate turn of events, the ripping noise from Lucky’s shorts cut through the silence like a hot knife through butter, and alerted Master Mittens of the fox’s presence.


“Lucky?!” Mittens exclaimed, surprised he was seeing someone else on what he thought to be a deserted island. “What do you think you’re doing here? If you think you’re gonna get away with the treasure in that cave, then you’re sorely mistaken, my friend.”


“So there is treasure in the cave, huh?” Lucky said with a heroic smile, trying to intimidate the cat in front of him.


“If you want it, Lucky,” Mittens said, brandishing his feline claws, “then you’ll have to go through me first. And I won’t go easy this time.” Unbeknownst to Lucky at that time, Oxnard was sneaking around the two of them to get in position behind Mittens. When Lucky saw the hamster sneaking up behind Mittens, he knew he had to continue to stall.


“Oh really?” Lucky said, quickly glancing to Oxnard and realizing after he lifted his paws up to Mittens’s waist what he was planning on doing. “Well, how are you gonna put up a good fight...with your pants down?” Right on cue, Oxnard grabbed onto Mittens’s pants and tugged them all the way down in one fell swoop. Lucky gasped and put a hand over his muzzle, seeing that Mittens wasn’t wearing undergarments of any kind. Oxnard also let out a small gasp, as he was getting quite the view from behind as well. Lucky could see the cat’s weenie and balls right out in front of him! They bounced slightly as Oxnard pulled the shorts over them and quickly backed away, so he could go back into hiding. Lucky noticed that the cat’s winky was only slightly longer than his own, and looked rather small on the cat’s slightly tubby body. Mittens had little time to react before Lucky saw it all, and blushed upon realizing his privates were exposed.


“Gah!!” Mittens exclaimed, covering his bits with his paws from Lucky’s view. “H-How’d you do that?!”


“Swifttail secret,” Lucky said, choosing to keep it a mystery. “It’s a good way to tell how strong my opponent is. And it looks like you’re not as big of a deal as I thought you were.”


“Why you little--!” Mittens said in anger, pulling his pants back up and giving Lucky one last glimpse of his kitty parts before running up and pouncing on the fox. Lucky had to jump around swiftly to dodge Mittens’s claw swipes, not allowing any of them to hit him. Seeing Mittens take a big swipe and missing his target, Lucky realized this was the perfect moment for retaliation. The fox jumped up in the air in front of Mittens’s face and swiped his tail, knocking the cat back about six feet. Lucky heard a slight ripping sound as he did this, but chose to ignore it and instead focus on whether he defeated his aggressor.


Mittens was knocked on his back, but managed to stand back up, keeping one of his paws behind him as he did so. “Urhg...curse you, Lucky!” Mittens shouted angrily, dusting his pants off and looking over to the fox. The cat grinned with excitement after he realized that his counterattack had worked. “You can have the treasure here, Lucky,” Mittens said, continuing to smile deviously. “But I get to keep the prize I won.” Mittens brought his paw from behind him forward and revealed to Lucky that he had swiped his blue swimming trunks right off his little foxy body. “AAHahahahaha!” laughed Mittens, causing the fox to look down and see that his shorts really had been swiped right off. His little fox winky and balls were on display for the cat in front of him, and he couldn’t hide his immense embarrassment. Oxnard watched intently from the bushes he was hiding in as Lucky stood completely naked out in the open.


“AH!” Lucky shouted, covering up with his paws as he held his tail down firmly over his rear. “Give those back!”


“Nope! A deal’s a deal, Lucky!” Mittens happily informed the fox, “and for your information, I’ve never met a Guardian with equipment as small as yours is!” With that, Mittens snapped and vanished from Lucky’s sight with the fox’s blue trunks in his paw.


“No!” Lucky shouted, reaching out to grab his shorts from Mittens before the cat vanished, leaving Lucky completely naked. Oxnard took this opportunity to finally hop out of the grass, greeting a fully nude Lucky.


“Hey, Lucky, you doing okay” Oxnard said, pretending to be initially unaware of the fox’s nudity to save him some face. “What happened to your trunks?” he asked, pointing to Lucky’s waist.


“Mittens made off with them,” Lucky said, continuing to cover his crotch with his paws as he looked over to the cave, “but he said we could have the treasure! It’s just...now I have nothing else to wear…”


“That’s okay, Lucky,” Oxnard reassured, trying to get Lucky to feel better about the situation. “You said you adventured without clothes on all the time!”


        “Yeah, well, that was when I had a cape and shoes to go along with it,” Lucky explained, continuing to blush a deep red. “But now, I just feel...naked…”


        “Hey, speaking of capes,” Oxnard said, trying to change the subject a little, “you wanna go and see if there’s one with all the treasure?”


        Lucky’s face lit up after hearing again about the possibility of finding a new cape to replace his old one. “Yeah, let’s go check it out!” Lucky tried to relax himself and take his paws off of his privates before leading Oxnard into the cave. Although it was rather dark in there, Oxnard could see Lucky’s bits wiggling and jiggling in the space between his legs as they walked along. While there weren’t any baddies to fight in the cave, the atmosphere was spooky enough to give both Oxnard and Lucky chills as they explored. Eventually, after going through the cave for what seemed like forever, Lucky looked ahead and saw a light glimmering down on something shiny. “Is that--?!” Lucky exclaimed, not believing his eyes as he saw a treasure chest next to a large pile of golden coins. “Woah!!!”


        “Oh my gosh!” Oxnard said, running up with Lucky and admiring the treasure. “Hold on. If all the gold is in a pile next to the chest, what else could be inside the chest?” Eyeing the chest in wonder, Lucky stepped up and grabbed onto the top of the chest with both paws, showing Oxnard his bare orange rear once again as he put all his might into opening it up. *CLICK*.


        “I got it!” Lucky said, opening the chest slowly in the hope that he would find what he was looking for. As the lid lifted, the contents were slowly revealed to the waiting fox. Inside the chest was...something blue! And glittery! Pulling it out, Lucky realized that Oxnard was right. It was a shiny new cape to replace the old one he had just lost! “Wow! You were right, Oxnard!” Lucky said, holding the cape up and jumping for joy. Oxnard took this opportunity to watch as the fox’s privates bounced back and forth, his little inch-long penis bouncing vigorously above his furry balls.


        “Yay! That’s great, Lucky!” Oxnard cheered, jumping for joy with the fox to celebrate the discovery. “Go ahead and try it on!” Lucky slipped the cape over his back and tied it loosely around his neck, smiling and giggling as he shook his body back and forth to watch the cape glimmer in the light. Oxnard, meanwhile, continued to watch as Lucky’s bits bounced back and forth right in front of him. Lucky ran over to the pile of golden coins and jumped on top of it, landing back first and making coin angels as he bathed in the sunlight from the crack in the ceiling above. His white, furry penis and balls were smooshed and pushed out every time Lucky closed his legs and opened them up again, giving Oxnard quite the display to admire.


        “Phew, this is great!” Lucky said, hopping up and grabbing some of the gold. “Here, go ahead and grab some. We don’t need much of the gold; the cape is really what I care about,” Lucky told Oxnard with a smile. Oxnard reached down and grabbed some gold as he was instructed, following Lucky all the way out of the cave and back over to where the boat was. “We can get the rest of the gold some other time,” Lucky said, pushing the boat into shallow water and preparing to jump into it. “Right now, I want to go back and introduce you to my sister. She should be home by now!” Lucky bent his knees and sprang up, aiming for the boat but thrown off suddenly by how high he had jumped. “What the--?!” Lucky said, landing back where he was after jumping about five feet in the air. “Is this cape...magic?”


        Oxnard watched as Lucky jumped in the air, seeing his bits bounce from the landing impact and blushing. “It looks like it!” Oxnard said, amazed by the cape’s apparent power. “Does it just let you jump higher?”


        “Yeah, I think so,” Lucky said, jumping again and laughing to himself as he got even higher up this time. “I’ve gotta show this to my sister!” Lucky climbed into the boat eagerly, unknowingly showing Oxnard some intimate details as he faced his rear towards him and neglected to keep his tail down. He sat in front of the hamster and pointed to where his home island was. “Full steam ahead, Oxy!”


        Oxnard paddled the boat back to Foxington, listening to Lucky tell stories about his sister’s heroism as they drifted through the sea. Finally, they had reached the shore, and they both saw that a much larger ship had returned. “That’s my sister’s ship!” Lucky said, hopping out of the boat and stepping onto the shore, “she and all of her crew are probably here.” Oxnard thought about reminding Lucky that he currently didn’t have much cover for his foxy bits, but decided it would probably dampen his mood if he was notified about it.


        “Awesome!” Oxnard said, hopping out behind him and following him onto the island, “let’s go meet ‘em all!” Stepping over to where Lucky lived, the fox and the hamster both saw Lyra with her crew waiting outside Lucky’s door. Hearing footsteps behind them, they all turned around to see who was there. 


“Lucky!” Lyra greeted happily, smiling to her little brother as he ran forward and hugged her. Oxnard noticed she hadn’t said anything about Lucky’s nudity so far, so maybe it was just a normal thing for them. “Who’s that hamster over there, buddy?”


“Oh, that’s my friend Oxnard!” Lucky said cheerfully. “Sis, sis!” Lucky said, backing a couple steps away and wagging his tail in excitement, look at this cape we found treasure hunting!” Lucky turned his back to his sister and tried to show her and her crew his cape, but ultimately ended up showing much more of his rear thanks to his wagging tail.


“Hehe, looks good little bro!” Lyra giggled with her crewmates as she watched her little brother shake his naked butt.


“A-And look at this!” Lucky said, turning towards her again and squatting down, “you can jump really high with it on!” Lucky sprang straight upwards after saying this, but jumped way higher up than he had anticipated. “Ahh!” Lucky shouted, grabbing onto a tree branch at the near apex of his jump. “Sis, help!” he cried out from above. He was suspended about twenty feet in the air, kicking his legs and holding on for dear life.


“Lucky!” Lyra shouted up, trying to stand right underneath her brother as he dangled from the branch. “You can let go, Lucky! I’m gonna catch you!”


“You are?” Lucky shouted down anxiously, worried about the possibility of not being caught.


“Yep, I’ve gotcha!” she reassured, holding her arms out to catch him.


“Okay…” Lucky said, preparing to let go of the branch, “here I come!” Lucky opened his paws and fell straight down. On the way down, however, he turned and fell headfirst! His sister, luckily, had a very good reaction time, and caught her brother just before he hit the ground. Because he was going headfirst, however, Lyra caught him with his bare bottom and bits right in her face. She could see every little detail of her brother between his legs: his winky, sack, taint, and little hole!


“Jeez, Lucky,” Lyra said, trying not to stare at her brother’s most intimate places, “you ever consider throwing some shorts on? You need more than just a cape, you know.” Lucky was tomato red at this point, totally unable to hide his embarrassment from his sister and her crew, who could all probably see his exposed privates and butt.


“Aw, he’s so cute, Lyra,” one of the members of her crew said, pointing her paw at his bits and giggling to herself.


“Put me down, Lyra!” Lucky said, kicking his little foxy paws in the air and making his bits wiggle and bounce back and forth. Lyra eventually obliged and set her brother on the ground, where he immediately covered up and smiled sheepishly to everyone watching.


“Right…” Lucky said quietly, unsure of what exactly to say at that awkward moment, “I’m gonna go and find some shorts to put on.” Lucky scurried inside the house with his tail firmly over his rear and the sound of giggling in the air behind him.