"d-daddy I'm having second thoughts about this..." sheepishly whined the cute little foxskunk boy as he sat there clinging to his equine father at the hip as they sat on the exam table.  The little one's lip was quivering from nervousness with his ears flattened and tail curled between his legs as he now began to contemplate what exactly he nagged and pleaded his father into scheduling him for. 

"I know hun, but you are Daddy's brave little man aren't you? And think, I'll be right by your side going through it with you.  It can't be that bad if Daddy's with you right?" The older one replied in his best attempts to console the second guessing little funk boy. A gentle but firm arm from the stallion reaching behind and rubbing up and down the little one's back.  "You seemed so insistent about it yesterday too. I'm sure you're scared about it hurting, I made sure to take us to a specialist for it. They assured me it would feel like a brief little pinch but that's all we'll have to worry about.  I'll hold your hand through the whole thing if you'd like?" The stallion led on with a raised tone earning an adorable pout with some crossed arms from his little hybrid cub.

"Hmpf... I'm not a baby ya'know..." The cub responded with an embarrassed tonality that was more halfhearted than hurt with some puffed out cheeks and an exaggerated tilt of his hair away, the tuft of the cub's olive green hairfur flopping with his movements.

"Hah I know hun. Just figured I'd offer since I can see your fur standing on all ends." The Stallion would remark before leaning over giving his cub a big warm hug.

"J-just nerves is all.  I'm a big boy, I swear." He stammer out after his brave facade being outed by his own biology.

Their moment together was interrupted by the knock on the cheap teakwood sliding doors that gave the two patients some degree of privacy.  The sound of rolling wheels against metal grate could be heard as a certain sabertoothed feline sauntered in, dressed down in a white medical coat and a stethoscope dangling around her neck.  With arm outstretched, the feminine feline pulled in a rolling cart behind her and quickly slide the door shut.

Holding the chart in her arm she quickly glanced up and down, double checking make sure she was in the right room.  With a throat clearing cough, the sabertooth spoke up.  "What were your names again?" To which the both of them answered in kind.

The doctor's expression changed from of confusion to that of surprise with a hint of eagerness. "Oh really? Heh! When I initially read this chart I thought it was going to be two boys from a recently divorced couple.  You'd be surprised how often a custody winner shows up here to get their sons snipped." She mused on with an eerie fondness.  No wonder she earned the title of specialist if she happily reminisces about her day to day work with such fondness. 

"Anywho... it looks like instead I'll be taking of a father who's long overdue for his and his darling boy.  Usually it's a father who takes their boy in to match himself, but seldom do I get the opportunity to give two boys the perfect match!" She'd say with her eagerness shining in her eyes, her tail flicking back and forth and an evident purr echoing the tiny walls of the exam room.

Setting her board down she donned some gloves and quickly got into her box of alcohol prep pads. "So tell me Mr. Horse, what made you decide now of all times to get your much overdue snip done with your son? Humble my curiosities would you?" She started off while motioning for the two of them to take off their pants and underwear.
As the two of them began to undress, the stallion couldn't help but stifle an embarassed cough at the forwardnes and directness coming from the doctor.  "W-well you see..." The father figure began to start off.

"I actually wanted it Ms Sabertooth." The hybrid boy quickly said to spare his father the embarassment of explaining.  "I'm actually the one who was interested in getting the um... "thing" done." The cub added.  Such a revalation twisted the doctor's sabertoothed grin into an intrigued expression. "Oh really? Can't say I've handled a duo of boys like this all that often.  Usually it's the father hauling the boy in kicking and screaming for their join operation." Bending down to look up and down the now fully undressed foxskunk, Ms. Sabretooth smirked as he gazed at the pink fleshed boyhood between the cub's legs.  

Reaching into her kart of supplies she quickly began to take out a measuring card and pressed the measuring holes around the Son and Father's flaccid lengths, making sure their measurments were listed down with a quick scribble in her notepad.  "You know.  You're really brave for a cub who's just barely passed double digits.  If anything I'd say your father is more nervous about this than you are given how long he's put it off." With an embarassed grunt, the father sighed and gratified the doctor with a response.  "I've been on the fence about it for a while.  But with how adamant my little one was about wanting to get it, I'd feel irresponsible if I wasn't there with him, and I'd feel terrible if I was the only one with theirs still if he ended up not liking it afterwards.  Fatherhood requires sacrifice, what's a little bit of skin in the grand scheme of things, no?" The fatherly horse reached over and gave his cub ach reassuring squeeze, if anything for his own sake more than the cub's.

As the two talked, Ms. Sabertooth was busy rifling through her collection of bell-shaped tools.  With each of them selected, she placed them aside on the kart. A conical shaped bell with a long rod comprised the shape of these special surgical impliments.  

"What're those Ms. Sabretooth?" The cub asked innocently. "Oh these? They're for the both of you.  Just gotta fit em over your cute little heads, rolling all that extra unneded skin up the rod, and fit them inside my special device.  It'll be over as quick as you can take a picture." The sabertoothed cat replied almost like a sales pitch than anything. "Now then, I'm gonna roll that skin of yours back little foxskunk." She continued as she pressed the large and small of her paw digits around the bulbeous outline of the cub's foreskin covered glans and gave it a gentle push.

"Oh good.  It goes all the way back.  This will be so much easier than with my younger patients." She commented with a look of relief on her face.

"Ehehe yeah... I could pull it all the way back as long as I can remember Ms. Sabertooth.  Is that not normal?" The cub replied.  "Oh no, it's perfectly normal.  And makes my job much eaiser.  Some cubs tend to have a bit of lingering tightness that makes pulling it back an absolute pain for them.  So much crying, wailing, and usually a bit of blood to clean up to.  Compared to them you're an angel of a patient.  And a willing one too." She add with a plaful wink.  With the cub's foreskin fully retracted, the foxskunks glistening pink tip was shining in the backlight of the roof mounted tube lights.  Taking the smaller of the two bell-rods, Ms. Sabertooth leaned over and measure by eyeball as she lined up the bell and pressed it into the cub's glans.  The foxskunk made an adorable little shiver as the sabertooth thumbed at the cub's skin as she coaxed it around the rim of the bell and along the rod. "Hehe. Cold I know." Ms. Sabretooth would quickly reply.

With the cub's slack guided along the rod, Ms. Sabretooth began to fasten a white plastic ziptie around the skin - leaving it a few notched away from tightened. With the tie prepared, she gave the cub's skin a gentle but firm tug until she could see the pores seperating from going taught. "Aaaaand there." She'd mutter before yanking on the loose tab of the ziptie to fashion it in place.  The sudden pinching tightness causing the cub to jolt in place with a pained expression.  

"It'll pinch for a bit.  Tough it out for me brave boy. I gotta fashion your father's up next." She'd mention with a snide smarminess in her voice, as if she were mocking the horse for taking this long to finally get off the fence he was sitting on all his life.

"Alright big boy, it's about time you finally became a man." Ms Sabretooth would start off as she gingerly grasped the top of the stallion's soft length and quickly hoisted it down with one fluid movement.  Quickly she took the bell and pressed it against the horse's glans before motioning the skin back up to fasten in one firm motion.  This time she was quick to fasten and tie everything, not wanting to leave the little cub with the linging pinching sensation for longer than needed as the little foxskunk watched on as his father finished getting set up.

"There, two lovely boys all ready for their important day." Ms. Sabretooth would with her wrists upon her hips and a confident pose. "So now what?" Asked the cub with a curious little tilt of his head. The father simply sitting there in both a mix of nervousness but excitement knowing he'd be going through it with the one person who mattered most to him right now.

"Now what? Well now we turn the both of you boys into proper men of course." The sabertooth kitty would reply with a cheerful demeanor and reached over to her kart to grab the two circumcision stapler devices. Walking over to thw two boys with the circumcision staples, an innocent eye wouldn't be faulted for thinking they shared a similar appearance to that of a bottle cork popper.

"One for you Mr. Horse" the sabertooth would say as she slide the cylindrical center over the bell-rod and slid it into place.

"And one for the brave little foxskunk" Ms. Sabretooth would continue as she slid the other circumstapler over the slender rod until both were flush and locked in place.  The flared bellend of the glans protector met with the patented red colored ring of the stapler as Ms. Sabertooth took a few moments to make some last minute adjustments to make sure there was no wrinkling or pinching for her two patients. 

"Alright my two lovely boys. I got an idea.  Seldom do I get the opportunity to do a father and son duo so I wanna make this special for the both of you." She began to say as she stood back and examined the two boys on her exam table. The foxskunk confident in what was happening and having a relaxed expression with his legs splayed apart, while his own father was much more nervous and tensed with his tail flicking about and his shoulders hiked up. "Alright little one, I want both of you to watch me." She started as she pulled out a red safety tab from the stem of the cub's stapler. "That's the safety tab. Once it's out, there's no stopping my little device." Such a statement sent a feeling of finality down the stallion's spine as he watched. Having made her display, the sabretooth put the safety tab back in. "Simple enough right? Just pull it out. Alright, on the count of three I want both of you to pull out eachother's safety tabs so you can both be circumcised at exactly the same time.  Wish how much fathers love to match their sons I couldn't think of a better way than matching it down to the exact same second." She instructed the two boys with hearts in her pupils and an oh so eager flick of the tail.  She didn't even attempt to hide the ever spreading grin upon her face, this sabretooth kitty was enjoying it.
With her paws firmly gripping the twin handles of both staplers she began her countdown. "3... 2... 1...Pull!" And with it she gave one firm squeeze to the handles as the two boys pulled eachother's safety tabs, the foxskunk quite eager to do so while the stallion did so daintily only for the sudden shock of the ZSR claiming his foreskin to make him gasp and flick the tab off in one quick motion.  In a moment's notice, the two boys had been gifted the manhood they both desired, and at the hand of the most important person in both of their lives—eachother. The sudden jolt of the circular blade cleaving their foreskin in two was a sudden jolt of sharp intense pain but it was over in a flash.  Ms. Sabretooth held the two staplers in place with a firm steady grip to make sure the ring of staples had applied and held correctly, the device excising the foreskin and just as quickly compressing a silicon backed ring of staples around the incision in one fluid mechanical motion. "See? It was just a pinch." Ms. Sabretooth said calmly as she looked up at her two patients, boys no more, they were the men they wanted to be.

Relaxing her grip on the devices she gently lifted the first one up and off, setting it the side as she thumbed her paw through the newly circumcised foxksunk's cubhood. Quickly she examined the incision to make sure the staple ring held and gently peeled back his remaining slack skin until it pulled taught at the base of his shaft. "Perfect. High and tight with a bit of room for your budding body to grow into." And with the foxskunk seen to, her attention shifted to the stallion as she lifted up his own device and slid off the rod as well. "Perfect, same style and tightness too.  A bit less slack than your boy since you've already done all that growing up.  But once your foxskunk is done growing up, the two of you will have identical matches." Ms. Sabretooth said with pride in her voice and confidence in her work.

And with that she took the two used rods and discarded the wrinkled up skin into a waste bucket before setting her tools aside for future sanitation.  Coming back with a pew alcohol wipes she made sure to sanitize the surgical site and stood back with hands on her hips and an ever so pleased grin. "So~ what do my two big boys think? Feel like men now? You certainly look it with those handsome helmets on full display~" She chuckled as she let the two men come to terms with their new modified forms.

The stallion silently blushed as he looked over at his own boy with a fondness and proudness, finding the foxskunk's comparitvely tiny little mushroom poking out and free into the open. It's glistening shiny pink head, it's smooth featureless texture, such niceties wouldn't be there forever so the stallion took it all in. "Very... very pleased.  Thank you Ms. Sabretooth, and thank you too my little man. I couldn't have gone through it without you being such a brave boy for me." the stallion said before wrapping an arm around the foxskunk and pulling him tight. "Aww dad... you big sap." the foxskunk said lovingly as he leaned in and hugged his adoptive stallion back, the flaring of his tiny mushroom tip swelling as he began to perk up an erection from all the attention and excitement from the situation.

With the folders held to her chest, Ms. Sabretooth opened the door and headed out. "Visit me in two weeks for your followup, and NO TOUCHING until those staples fall off, alright?" "Yes Miss Sabretooth~" the little man said with a happy singsong voice.  

And with that, the two boys became the men they always wanted to be.