Chiku and Badou: Not Quite Stage Fright
by tannim
March 25, 2012

	"You know, Chiku, you look really good in that tutu."

	The monkey giggled, "Thanks, Badou. You too." Her eyes drifted down him, "Nice trunk, too."

	"Huh? My trunk is always visible." Badou lifted it up to tap her on the nose. "See, same as always." He struck a smug pose and smirked. "My trunk doesn't NEED fancy green striped tights or a leafy tutu."

	"Well, maybe not," Chiku bent down low and pressed a finger to Badou's belly, "but your OTHER trunk sure does."

	"My... other trunk." The elephant boy flushed and lifted both flat hands to his cheeks to hide his embarrassment.  She wasn't touching his belly and what she WAS still touching, and rubbing, was quite fond of being touched.  He could feel it pulsing against his belly all the way up to his rib cage in his tights. "Nits and Nats... Not NOW!"

	"Hey, it's ok, Bou.  It's flattering.  Flattering, Bou.  I don't mind making you happy." Chiku pushed herself up on two legs with her knuckles, then twirled away from him in a perfect pirouette.  She stopped with her rump facing him and tail held down covering the perfectly outlined crease of her butt and vaginal mound.  "I like that I made you stiff like that, really.  It shows you like me and I like being liked.  Umm, I don't think Miss Strich will be to happy about it though.  Especially not with the wet spot..."

	"Wet Spot?!" Badou looked down, mortified, at the darkening spot where the partially outlined erection ended. "We go on soon. I can't go out like this!"

	"You sound just like my Dad when HE has to go out in public with one." Chiku giggled. "Would you like me to do what I do for Him?  Huh, would ya?"

	"Yes, as long as it works." It took the eight year old a moment to think to ask what exactly she did, but by then, her large hands were already squeezing around his not at all hidden member. "Chiku!"

	"Shhh... not so loud, Badou.  Just be quiet and let me work.  Dad almost ALWAYS stays quiet, right up until the end.  I wonder why? He says things when he's with other girls. Maybe it's because..."

	"Chiku..." The elephant pressed a wide flat hand to his monkey friend's mouth. "Please try to concentrate."

	Badou took a deep breath, trying hard to keep his hips from moving in time to her hands rubbing him through his tights.  She was really good with her hands, even with the touch only indirect as it was.  Her fingers kneaded at his stiff dick with practiced ease and he couldn't help wondering how ofter she did it to Zephir.  That monkey did go out in public with Babar a lot and Chiku was often there to go with him.  It was hard to think though, and even harder when she suddenly stopped, looked thoughtful, and pulled away.

	"Badou? Can you sit?  Sit right down, I have an idea.  You're making entirely too much juice and it's soaking into your leotard.  I need my hands free to take care of that." She pressed on the disappointed looking elephant's chest until he sat, then she pushed him onto his back. "Come on, down you go... There!  Ok, this'll be much quicker.  Promise."

	Chiku tugged her ballet shoe off one foot, then the other, and hopped up onto her friend.  Badou grunted at her weight, but it was minimal for his size, at least until she stepped directly onto his erection.  That brought a much louder groan and she quickly slapped a hand under his trunk over his mouth to silence it.

	"Quiet bou, remember?" She smiled confidently over him. "Trust me."

	Badou nodded and lay back.  Her feet were almost as pleasant as her hands had been.  He really did wish that he could just take the leotard off, but it was difficult enough to get it on with his thick legs and arms.  Instead of worrying about it, he watched her feet at work.

	Her toes were a lot like fingers while they squeezed and pumped up and down along that embarrassing bulge.  They had the same gripping strength, but just knowing what it was she was using made it very exotic.  He was almost annoyed when her arms got in the way, but only almost.

	Chiku tugged at the boy's neckline until a gap formed in the tight material.  She had to tug firmly to get it high enough to stuff her muzzle under it.  The monkey girl could only imagine the expression on her friend's face when at what she was doing.  His expression of surprise in her mind match the one on his face perfectly as she pushed her muzzle in far enough to wrap her lips around his cocktip.

	Badou could hear Miss Strich speaking and preparing the audience.  His panic grew, but so did the pleasant feelings in his lower trunk.  Chiku's left foot stayed at his cock root while the right continued to pleasure him with very effective up and down strokes.  Her lips and tongue worked their magic around his tip.  She looked weird bent almost double like that but her athletic simian body easily held the awkward position.

	He wanted to join in somehow, but he wasn't sure how.  While he'd had a little time with his mother and grandmother, that had mostly been innocent.  Badou had never really been allowed to give back to them too much other than... an ear rub.  His mother loved having them stroked.

	Chiku's foot stopped the moment she felt him touch her ears.  It was a weird thing for her friend to do, she thought.  Zephir usually rubbed over her chest or face.  She didn't stop sucking, though.  Badou tasted a lot different than her father, kind of better and less musky or salty.  His dick was bigger too.  That made her smile.  She liked Bou's size, it was easier to work with her feet.  By the feel of it, she was doing very well.  The ear rub was nice though.  Kind of rather nice, actually.

	Chiku ran her hands down Badou's hips and surprised the eight year old again by slapping his butt.  The tremor that rocked his body made her do it again, and again.  His noises were quite cute, as was the way he rubbed her ears faster, almost like she had rubbed him earlier.  He was really close and the preseed that dripped from him was funny on her tongue.

	It was thinner than her dad's but just as slippery feeling.  There was also a lot more of it, which she assumed was due to his size.  The monkey dug her tongue into Badou's tip just as he lost it.

	She let out a squeak of surprise at the sudden pressure, then just nodded to herself.  It was just what she'd wanted, more or less, and Chiku savored her friend's spunk where it spattered around in her muzzle.  He took only five spurts to finish, but each pumped out plenty for her to sample, not enough to fill her mouth, but Bou definitely gave her a good tongue coating.

	Miss Strich stuck her head through the door way. "You two are on in a minute, er..." The ostrich hesitated only a moment at the sight of Chiku pulling herself off and standing with one foot still squeezing the rampant elephant. "Oh my.  Well, do hurry, my prince."

	The two Cubs stared after the woman, then looked back at each other and finally down to Badou's groin.  His leotard still had the dark spot on the belly despite his boyhood finally softening and going back into hiding.  There was really no more time to do anything!

	"Maybe they won't notice."

	"I dunno, Badou, it kind of sticks out."

	"Yeah, you're right, Chiku." The young elephant tapped his hands together anxiously. "Hey, maybe if we can get it so wet that my entire leotard is darkened.  Maybe they wouldn't be able to tell the difference!"

	"It could work, but what do we have that's wet?"

	"You're a girl, right? If you're anything like my mom or queen Celest..." Badou picked Chiku up with relative ease and rubbed right between her legs."

	"BOOOOU!" She looked shocked at the act at first, until she saw his blunt hand was wet. "Wow, I guess I AM pretty damp down there, Badou.  I told you I liked you."

	She ground her hands between her legs as he set her down so that they could both paint him with her wetness.  Chiku was amazed at how wet she'd really grown from playing with her friend in such an adult way.  Her dad had never got her THAT moist.  She'd even soaked completely through the crotch of her own leotard.

	It was fun having him touching her there, but they didn't have time to really focus on that fun.  Second by second their already too small window shrank.  There was a lot of boy to cover, but they at least managed to scrub her pussy juices onto Badou's front half.  The applause told them they were out of time and neither were going to let the dance be delayed again.  They'd promised!

	Badou was glad his dick was staying down for his plan.  He couldn't afford another erection in front of his family and friends.  Especially not when there would be guests with them.  Taking a deep breath to try to calm down, he looked them both over.

	"That'll have to do.  Come on, let's hope it's enough." Badou paused climbing to his feet. "Chiku! Your leotard is dark on the... the middle of the legs, umm... area"

	"Heh, you're cute when you blush like that, Bou.  I know it is, and I really wish it wasn't, but hopefully my leaf tutu will hide it enough."

	"Ladies and Gentlemen... Our star duo for the evening!" Miss Strich gestured to the door.

	Chiku helped him to his feet and whispered into his ear as they came out. "Come to my room tonight and you can take care of MY dark spot in return."
