His eyes darted between the rear view mirror and to the back seat’s only occupant hastily, his hands at full ten and two to make it seem as though he was only focused on the road. In reality, the thirty-seven year old Squirrel male, his portly belly extending and descending in heavy breaths of contained anxiety, was anything but focused on the road. 
“Do you think that she’ll be Honors, with grades like these it’s practically a given!” His wife, another squirrel, dainty in form and adjusting her hair with a comb as she spoke was gushing over her daughter’s seemingly special accomplishments.
That was nice, of course, but the sum of her grades was not what was on Jenny’s Father’s mind, his eyes could only notice the thing she didn’t possess, her right shoe.
“Err, yeah…sure…She’s a golden girl for sure, right up there with Earhart and Curie…” The older Squirrel said back, his nerves completely shot as he nearly ran a red light, slamming on the brakes and sending his wife’s comb flying.
“Daaddyyy…red means stop…” Jenny, the little squirrel cub occupying a booster seat in the back was quick to remind her father, nearly four times her age, of road etiquette, before briskly returning her attention to her Ipad, which had hardly budged from her handpaws even with the force of a fully braking vehicle.
“Yeah, I know, just, a lot on my mind sugarplum…” He sighed, defeated, knowing that if he focused on what was missing from his daughter's dainty foot, he may wind up in a higher insurance premium. As the light turned green, he pulled forward and managed to focus only on the road until they arrived outside of their apartment building.


“Dennis, you seriously need to think about that driver’s program, I hear they trained every good driver in nas-...” The older female squirrel droned on. Completely ignoring his wife’s seemingly endless dragging on about his subpar driving, Dennis once again focused on what was missing when he went to the back seat to scoop up his giggling, Ipad focused daughter into his arms.
Her socks, her shoes, her jacket…She constantly was losing such important, nonetheless expensive items while at school lately, and it’s only ever been since she started tutelage with that twinky looking Buck, Toby. Surely it had to be coincidence, it’s not like anyone else would be that focused on her footwear? Even his Wife had figured she was just losing them on the playground during recess as most cubs would.
“Daddyyy, I was just gonna winnn…” Whined Jenny as she was hoisted without difficulty into the older, broad shouldered Squirrel’s embrace.
Before answering his daughter’s dismay, Dennis looked over his shoulder to be sure that his ever ditzy wife was out of earshot, she was already halfway in the front door, as the older rodent smiled down at his little girl.
“Sweetie…where is your shoe?” Dennis asked, with a hint of love, but a dominating tone.
“Oh uhh…uhhm…I forgot it at the study halls!” Jenny replied, honestly, but not fully.
“And why were your shoes off at study hall?” Dennis inquired, giving his little cub a firm, yet reprimanding squeeze to her thigh.
“Nhhaa, hey that hurtsss…I took them off cause it was hot…” Jenny replied, also, a half truth.
“Right…in the middle of Spring, with the AC on full blast…Sigh” Dennis managed to finish his inquisition before carrying his half-shoe clad little girl inside, the door shutting behind them.


Dinner was the usual, frozen garbage that his Wife managed to clobber together between reruns of her favorite reality shows and cigarette every twenty or so minutes, there was just nothing redeeming about her anymore, the wedding day itself had felt like an eternity ago, and if it weren’t for Jenny, Dennis probably would of filed the paperwork five years ago.
But Jenny was there, and her beautiful smile, curly hair, and general bubbly personality through the worst of it all, was such a motivator that those forty hour weeks were always worth it. Even if her suspiciously disappearing clothing was a bit of an obstacle he knew he would have to overcome
“Daddy, my tummy hurts…” Jenny piped up, looking up at her father from her basically annihilated dinner plate, a picky eater she was not.
“O-Oh…you poor thing…Let’s get you to bed…Helen, you mind?” Dennis asked, his eyes darting up near instantly, almost excited at his daughter’s plight, perhaps anything to break the awkwardity of their forced dinner.
“Of course, always do, milk of magnesia in the cabinet.” Helen replied half interested, her eyes miles away on the TV in the other room.
With yet another scoop, this time her little, supple body was clothed in only a nightgown down to her fully bare feet, Dennis carried his bellyaching little girl briskly up the stairs, leaving the mess and Wife behind, as he had so many nights before.
“You know, you really have to figure out another excuse sweetheart…your tummy can only hurt so many times.” Dennis said, softly, his whispering voice heated as he closed the white painted bedroom door behind them, his free hand latching it while his other laid his girl down on the plushie saturated bed before them.
“Hehehe…it works doesn’t it…?” Jenny coyly replied. While she laid on her back, her little legs spreading as she slowly slid her nightgown up, inch by inch revealing herself to her father, her lower half completely naked and exposed, her dainty, immature slit and equally alluring pucker on full display whilst her little toes curled. 
“Of course it did…fuck…baby come here…” Dennis replied heatedly, his tongue already leaving his maw as he practically collapsed to the foot of the bed in front of his bare-bottomed little girl.


It had worked, as most of her little conniving plans had, Jenny was so used to getting what she wanted this way, acting like a ditzy girl just like mommy, while showing off what daddy had taught her just a few years ago. It’s how she got such good grades with the foot loving stag tutoring her, and it’s how she got her daddy’s love and affection when mommy just couldn’t. She also got better lunches by giving a simple hand to the lunch man every now and then, and a better seat on the bus…And…
“Mmhh, baby you always taste so much better than her cooking.” Her train of thought was interrupted by her dad’s eager, huffing, moaning, his tongue was firmly lashing over her dainty slit, the tip of his grown licking flesh hitting the sensitive clit atop of her own.
“Nhhh, dad- daddyyy!” Jenny whined out, rubbing her bare feet eagerly over her father’s shoulders, her twitching little cunny drooling a bit, mixing the fluids with her dad’s saliva.
Normally, the soft, bare legs and feet rubbing his shoulders, would only make him further aroused, but tonight with the off putting strangeness of his daughter’s yet again missing footwear, only made him lift his head, saliva strands connecting his fully grown tongue to her dainty slit.
“Baby girl…” Dennis began, wiping the taboo slime off on his arm as he smiled up at his panting, loving little girl. “Why do you keep losing your shoes…and be honest with daddy.” 
Jenny gulped, she knew for years that this was their special, loving time, something meant for only daddy and daughter, her eyes started to water under the unexpected question.
Dennis sighed, his boner slowly deflating, this night would not be another with their steamy, taboo licking and sucking, his daughter was about to cry, he had caught her, but to what extent?
“Baby girl…please…be honest with me?” Dennis encouraged, rubbing his cub’s little thighs and planting a genuine kiss to her cunny’s folds. Even through her incoming sobs, he knew how to make her giggle.
“M- Mister Toby…I didn’t wanna…f- fail…” She whimpered, sobs slowly emitting from her puckered lips.
That motherfucker…That rack-headed lying sack of shit twink had them both come in week by week to listen to his speeches about her amazing work, but it was now beyond evident, that Toby had been doctoring her work, for a quid-pro-quo that was never meant to be his.
“Who started it, baby girl?” Asked Dennis, his eyes going from lustful to a firm, glare of discontent.
“M- Mister Toby s- said that if I didn’t do something jurassic I would f- fail…” Jenny answered honestly, as her dad sighed.
“Drastic…and that definitely isn’t your word…Okay, Daddy will talk to Mr Toby tomorrow, you’ve nothing to worry about baby girl, you won’t fail.” Dennis reassured his daughter, before pushing his head down firmly between his little girl’s legs, lashing her cunny with deep passionate licks, as if to clean her from another man’s tainted scent. This girl was his, and that twinky fuck will know it.


“Hello, this is Tobias?” Answered the buck’s voice over the phone, a few rings in.
“Hello Tobias, this is Dennis, Jenny’s father?” Dennis replied, his fist balled, through a muffled snarl.
“Oh, Of course, Is there something amiss?” Toby replied, his own nerves rising as he spoke.
“In fact there is, Jenny’s shoe…Can you meet us at your office? I am afraid it's quite important, and Jenny is excited to see you as well.” Dennis said, his breathing rising more as he spoke.
Beneath his waist, Jenny was bobbing her little head along her father’s fully erect cock, every slurping motion of her little mouth ushering another twitch, as she pulled off with a slimy pop, giggling as she happily called out “Hi mister Tobyyy!” Before returning to her mouthwork. 
Toby gulped, he knew something was wrong, as he scratched the back of his head, he had little choice but to play along.
“Of course…I can be there in the hour.” He replied, his nervousness barely hidden in his tone.
“Mmm…Wonderful, see you soon, Toby.” Dennis said firmly before tapping the red button on his phone and groaning out in deep pleasure. 
“Ish chu ghonna chum?” Jenny asked with her mouth full, her little hands working along her father’s pulsating shaft.
Dennis, reluctantly, pulled his hips back and retrieved his cock from his eager little girl’s mouth. Tucking his erection into his shorts as he ruffled her hair.
“Nope…this one is for Mister Toby…Today we are all gonna play together…Kind of…” Dennis smiled as he spoke.
Oblivious to her father’s malice, Jenny smiled and nodded her head “O-Oh…okay daddy…”
“Hey, cheer up little angel…after today, you’re going to pass all your classes, AND you won’t have to do anything with Mister Toby again.” Dennis reassured his little girl.
“R- really?” Jenny’s eyes lit up, smiling widely.
“That’s right baby girl, you’re all mine…and he’s going to find that out.” 


If one had a stopwatch, forty-seven minutes is all it took for the family car to be out front of the faculty building of the local school district, barren with the exception of three vehicles, presumably Toby’s, their own, and one other presumably a receptionist or something. Not too unusual for a Saturday.
“Daddy just promise you’ll be nice…” Jenny whimpered as she was scooped from her booster seat.
“Of course sweet pea…I’m going to be just as nice to him as he was to you…” Dennis smirked as he spoke, carrying his adored, lustful daughter straight toward the glass doors of the building.
Opening them, unlocked as he was assuming they would be, a quick glance around showed who that lone car belonged to, a single janitor. His aged fluffy ears filled with the heavy metal of rock music, his focus purely on his mop and completely oblivious to their entry.
“Well, at least we know he won’t bother us…” Dennis said to his girl, as he proceeded to walk down a hallway, before reaching the door of his destination, giving it a swift knock, and walking right on in.
“Oh, Mis-” Toby started, standing up from his office chair, interrupted instantly by the less than happy glare Dennis shot at him.
“Can it, hat rack…we’re going to have a conversation…” Dennis said, shutting the door behind him, and placing the giggling Jenny down on the nearby armchair, her ipad being placed into her hands, assuring her attention to the two adults would be minimal.
“Err…O-Okay…I suppose?” Toby whimpered, his eyes wide as they would be in headlights.
“So, those tutoring lessons my dumbass wife is paying for…How exactly do you spend them, hmm?” Dennis asked, slowly walking toward the petrified buck who didn’t dare move a muscle.
“I’m s- sorry?” Toby managed to whine out, as Dennis reached the end of his desk, planting his palms firmly on its surface and leaning in.
“Not yet, you aren’t…”




“I’m…Not gay…” A defeated Toby whimpered, now against the wall, Dennis firmly holding his shoulder in his larger palm, despite being a squirrel of smaller height, his mass more than made him imposing.
“Ain’t nothing’ gay about giving someone a favor, I ain’t making love to you, taking you out for dinner or anything…I’m making you a simple deal.” Dennis reminded the buck, his hand not gripping the cervine’s shoulder slipping down to his dress slacks, just as his daughter’s had many times before, undoing his belt “You’re making it up to me, or I write a very…very detailed letter to the superintendent, that choice is still up to you, twink.” He finished, demeaningly.
It wasn’t far from the truth, Toby was by all definitions a twink in body type, though he had never even thought of experimenting with another male, even in college, this was not something he could have ever imagined, let alone wanted.
“I…Could report you too…you know…” Toby whimpered, his bravado only stifled by Dennis’ quick pull of his belt, tugging it free while his index fingers undid the terrified tutor’s fly.
“You could…But…You really, really want to?” Dennis called his bluff, successfully, as the terrified look of his daughter’s thieving tutor only made his stiff, rodent shaft quake harder in his boxers.
It had been years, literally decades, since Dennis had his way with a dainty little man like Toby, college if he remembered correctly, could of been high school, but those days were a far cry and a blur from now, now his target didn’t need to be drunk, nor have a reason to say no.
“I…I’m…sorry…” Toby whimpered, his quivering lower lip mere inches from Dennis’ smirking own set.
“See…Now I believe you…” Dennis said, before forcing his lips against Toby’s sealing their, if one sided, lustful action.


“Daaddddyyy!” Jenny piped up, seemingly out of nowhere, breaking the two adults' forceful wet kiss.
“W- what is it sweet pea…?” Dennis asked, his mouth popping away from the now coughing, seemingly disgusted buck’s lips.
“You said that sexy times have to be fun…Mister Toby isn’t having fun…” She stated matter of factly, whimpering as she did.
Fuck…Just the thing he needed, to be cockblocked or guilted by his own beautiful daughter, but she did have a point, what sort of example was he setting.
“Well dear, Mister Toby owes daddy a favor, for doing stuff with you when he knew he shouldn’t have…” Dennis snarled as he spoke, his eyes narrowing on his quivering, nervous counterpart still in his embrace.
“W- well, maybe if he does his punishment like a good boy, we can p- pway some more?” Jenny piped up, her eyes widening as if pleading.
That same look, it was so familiar to Dennis, too familiar, her glare was the same every birthday, every Christmas…She was not taken from him, she enjoyed Toby…He had created a lustful, nymphomaniac little monster.
“I…Wait…you want to play with Toby more…?” Dennis asked, a soft gulp of relief leaving the motionless Deer’s throat.
“Mhmm! Mister Toby and me only do suckles and mostly pawsies…he does pawsies wiff me more than you do daddy!” Jenny said through some more giggles, swinging her socked feet in reply.
Even through the stress of being pinned to a wall by her Father, Toby still couldn’t help but huff through his nostrils at the sight of those little socked feet swinging as they had in his eyesight so many times.
“I- If I may…S- Sir?” Toby whimpered.
Baffled, confused, and worst of all, incredibly aroused by his playful daughter and his entrapped slender buck, Dennis simply sighed and turned his gaze back to the tutor in his hands.
“Yeah?”


“W- well…It’s just…I…Wouldn’t be as opposed to this if…what Jenny’s offering was on the table…” He meekly picked up on, humiliating as it was to follow the lead of a little girl, his other options seemed minimal.
“Go on.”
“W- well…her feet…are what I…Enjoy…” Toby said, his own lustful desires trumping his fear.
“I’ll make it clear then, feet, only, but her grades stay high, and I’m still rutting your little ass…And if I hear you touch anything above her ankles, I’ll be making two holes bigger, yours, and one in my yard…understood?” Dennis threatened, his eyes unwavering, his protection for his personal little girl firm and demanding.
“Y- yes sir.” Toby gulped. 
A deal is a deal, and Dennis found himself not too upset with the conditions of this one, he pressed the dainty frame of Toby against the wall, after a brisk spin of his torso, now facing his rear end, his hands gripping downward and fully tugging those slacks down to reveal his lucious brown and tanned fur coated ass. 
“Spread 'em, boy…” Dennis said, his memories of leather daddying at parties in his frat becoming less and less blurred with every moment the now submitting male presented in front of him.
“Call him a swut! Boys like that when they are gonna be like girls!” Jenny piped up, smirking as she spoke.
“Sweet Pea…as right as you are, I thought I told you to stay off those sort of sites…” Dennis grinned as he grabbed a handful of Toby’s firm buttock. “But you heard the little lady…spread em…slut.”
Why was he hard, holy FUCK was he hard, the thought of fucking the little girl’s soft cub feet with permission no doubt started it, but the lust bellowing through his mind had his eyes crossed, and his lengthy yet narrow seven inches were throbbing in the air, no hand needed for pre to leak from it’s glistening tip. He hardly had time to resist his own body’s desire to obey, as his legs parted, and his fluffy fern like tail sprang upward, fully presenting his virgin pink hole to the elder squirrel.
“Good boy…now…” Dennis said, hocking his throat and spitting a warm glob of saliva directly onto that exposed pink cervine hole, his thumb rubbing over it as he worked the gooey spit around its tight circumference. “This is going to fucking hurt.” He warned.


A sharp, knifelike pain radiated up Toby’s spine, his eyes clenched as he let out an audible hollar, bouncing through the room with a shrill pitch, his hooves grinding on the floor behind him as his depths were entered without restraint by the broad, pushing thumb of the lustful squirrel.
“That’s it…Loosen up bitch, my cock’s way thicker than my thumb…” Dennis coaxed as his digit pushed in and out softly, yet firmly.
It felt like hours, Toby could only bite down on his lip, the soreness of his teeth pushing into his gums far less than the foreign feeling of his anus being stretched, the discomfort and agonizing stretching only worsening as Dennis introduced more and more fingers, pulling his now deep red hole to a sizable fit around three of his thick, rodent fingers.
“That oughta do it…” Dennis said before pulling out his digits, smirking as he watched the deer’s face relax in a moment of tender relief, his throbbing cock only stiffening more as he imagined what it would look like in just a moment.
“Pl-Please…G- gently?” Toby begged, his eyes watering, his tongue hanging out from exhaustion as he weakly glared back at Dennis.
“Not on your fuckin’ life.” Dennis said, lining his aching, pulsating cock tip with the deer’s freshly stretched, still unfucked pucker.
Toby opened his mouth to plead further, but the only sound that left it was another scream of discomfort, followed by whimpers, as the older squirrel’s shaft, pulsating with every one of his eight inches, pushed firmly against and into the warm, tightening tailhole.
“Fuuucck…He’s tighter than you, sweet pea…” Dennis groaned out, his lust and domination clouding his judgment as Jenny only giggled, thankfully not upset by his fiery comparison. 
“Well yeah daddy, we do humpies all the time, Mister Toby never had one before…” She said, half disinterested, her little fingers working her ipad game steadily.
Toby couldn’t hear their exchange, his ears felt like they were on fire, the entirety of his body did, his hooves scratched the floor beneath them while his hands clawed at the wall, every burning, painful inch of Dennis’ invasion was worse than the last, his hips tried in vein to escape his grasp with every thrust. The older squirrel unrelenting, their hips colliding in wet, slapping sounds, inch five pushed past his torn, stretched hole, then inch six, then…


It was incredible, Toby let out a genuine, girlish moan, as the eighth inch bottomed out inside of him, even Dennis raised his head in pleasure feeling himself burying every pulsing bit of his cock inside of the resisting, panting buck, but his eyes were also filled with confusion as the tone leaving his unwilling partner’s mouth was not one he expected.
Toby shuddered, something about that last thrust hit him inside, deeply, his cock erupted a firm gush of precum that so far, only his time with Jenny’s tiny feet had managed to coax so quickly, the agony and pain of his stretched entryway briefly replaced by something he never expected to feel today…pleasure.
“Well well well, someone really is a slut…You like…THAT?” Dennis groaned, his own shaft gushing a thick torrent of pre, slicking his partner’s depths as his hand gripped one of the tutor’s antlers, his hips firmly thrusting forward in another balls deep thrust, hitting the same spot.
Toby was no longer in control, not that he ever was, his lust had overpowered his entire thought process, his thoughts of those tiny, bare feet, combined with this unique, original feeling sent the response out of his maw before he could truly have even thought it.
“Y- Yes sir!” 
Eagerness was not a thing Dennis expected anymore than Toby expected pleasure, but his pulsating, red hot shaft only throbbed more knowing the little bitch was learning his place, he began ravaging that little deer twink’s hole, thrusting his hips with unparalleled force, his hand gripping tightly against the buck’s antler, as his free hand squeezed and played with one of his sweaty, hot, slapping asscheeks.
“Fuck yeah…Fucck…Take it you little bitch…you’re gonna EARN those little paws…ain’t you?!” Dennis growled, Jenny giggling as she was mentioned again, now she was firmly watching her daddy do humpies in and out of Mister Toby with intrigue.
“Y- Yes sirr!” The babbling, whining mess of a deer responded, his moans uncontrollable, leaving his mouth without his thinking, he would of silenced himself by closing his maw, if he had the strength to, but right now all he could manage was to hold his own steaming, pre gushing cock in his hand, squeezing the base as tightly as his battered body could manage.
“Fuck yeah…goddamn, keep…tightening like that…” Dennis said, his own teeth grinding as his thrusts only became more primal, his heavy sack rising as it forcibly slapped against the smaller cervine’s equally churning nuts.
“F- fuck!” Dennis groaned out, his hands both grasping onto the buck’s hips as he fucked him deeply, wetly, slapping with every panting fuck into him. “G- Gonna fucking CUM!” 
“M- ME TOO!” Toby weakly replied.


The two shared a nearly synchronized, intense orgasm, Toby’s stiff shaft spurting ropes of thick cum all over his office wall, his body going limp as his cock twitched with heavy spurts. Dennis growling as he rutted every inch deeply into the now accepting, abused hole of his daughter’s tutor, exploding a torrential load into him, breeding him full with pent up pumps of seed, seed that would of been between Jenny’s legs if not for the revelations that caused him to go soft last night…A revelation that seemed to benefit him now.
“T- Take it all you fucking buck slut…” Dennis said, resting his head against the sweater vest clad back of his mating post.
“W- wow…that was a LOT daddy…you really like Mister Toby huh?” Said a singsong voice from directly to their right.
“Sweet Jesus Christ!” Toby whimpered, his judgment and strength returning in a moment as he turned to face the voice, along with Dennis, the two of them both jumping, pulling out of the deer’s rump with a pop, sending a spurt of their romp’s mess all over the curious, onlooking little girl’s face, directly from her father’s shaft, fresh from her tutor’s behind.
“W- woah…” She said baffled, instinctively licking her lips clean just as Daddy had taught her, it was just like one of those gay videos she had seen with her friend Kenny at school during recess, that silly fox boy really liked boys, and it seems like her Daddy does too!
“Baby girl, wh- why aren’t you…on the chair…” Dennis asked breathlessly, as Toby waddled over to his office chair, collapsing in it with a messy, squelching thud.
“I got bored and you guys were having fun so why can’t I seeee?” Jenny asked, timidly, whining, yet genuinely curiously.
Toby, a panting, freshly fucked mess, looked at the ceiling for a moment, processing that not only was his sexuality in question, his virginity in such a way was far gone, and he genuinely thought he had came all he could, until his eyes slowly dipped downward, his weak, panting gaze meeting the little, innocently swaying, foot-shuffling body of Jenny, the little one this was all for.
His eyes, like a laser guided missile on target, focused on those little, shuffling, socked feet, his cock, even after his fresh abuse, twitched with desire, his blush never leaving his face, just now for her, not her father.
“Well…I guess…” Dennis smirked, noticing exactly what his bred partner was staring at, looked down to his cock, his rodent libido not failing him even in his middle age, slowly twitching back to life as a thought crossed his mind.
“Maybe you can see…as a matter of fact…Would you like to give your paws to Mister Toby while daddy goes another round in his backside?” Dennis asked his little girl, a corrupted yet genuine bonding moment for sure.


“Y- yes pwease!” Jenny said, smiling at her weakened, cum oozing tutor, before reaching down to remove her little socks, just like she was about to get a good grade.
But this time, it was Toby that was the student, being taught a few things from Dennis, and even while his cock would be comfortably sandwiched between those pretty, bare little cub feet during the next few lessons, it was clear.


He had a lot of learning left to do, and these classes would probably wind up pretty common for the unorthodox threesome.