Pumping Molly 2
by tannim
May 03, 2012

	"Urf, my cunny hurts." Molly didn't want to open her eyes as she woke up, but the ache between her legs made her.  "Oh.  Wow, it's Really big."

	The six year old scrubbed at her eyes, not sure if she was still dreaming.  Her bed was just as it always was but the usual mound under the blanket was much bigger.  It was almost as big as she was!

	When she lifted the blanket to look, her over pumped vulva looked dark red from swelling.  Bits of the previous night drifted back to her and she wondered how much of it had really happened.  Her sleep fogged mind wasn't sure about the long free fall, that seemed too much like a dream, as did the huge pump.  At least until she squeezed her legs around her sex and felt the immensity of it.

	"Mommy?" The young bear sat up as she called out.  When she received no answer she tried a different name. "Kit?"

	Molly scooted to the edge of her bed, or at least tried to.  Moving was very difficult.  Fluid had pooled in her mound to keep it puffy and thick.  Her vulva weighed several pounds more than usual in addition to its larger size.  It was an effort just to get one foot off her bed.

	Only by hugging and tugging around her sex lips with her arms and pushing and kicking against them with her left leg could she scoot her cunny off the edge of the mattress.  The effort seemed like too much after just waking up, but since she was awake, her bladder was making itself known.  She really had to pee!

	The extra incentive gave her strength enough to scoot her sex off the edge of her bed and she yelped in surprise at feeling it splat against the floor while she was still sitting on the edge.  Molly leaned down to see her large clit poking out of the top of her cleft.  Even while not aroused it had been pumped big enough to be visible.  Seeing it made thoughts of Karnage's cock wiggling between her labia pop into her mind.

	She'd really enjoyed that attention, enough to make her sex grow moist and open more easily in the middle.  The girl pushed that thought away, though.  She had enough to worry about just going to the bathroom.

	Molly pushed herself, feet first, over her sex and felt really weird when her cunny stayed on the floor behind her.  The soft skin was stretched between her clit and where it connected to her actual pelvis.  Her sex flesh had stretched well under the load from the previous night and she worried it would be really painful to walk.

	A cautious step forward tugged uncomfortably on that flesh, but it did slide forward with a bit of effort.  It didn't feel good though, and she really didn't want a rug burn there from the friction.  She'd had that in the past when scooting her butt back and forth on the floor too excitedly for her mother's fingers after a good pumping and didn't want to feel it again.

	The slightest movement made her cringe from the dragging and she worried it may tear the soft puffy pussy lips if she rubbed over something rough or raised.  Molly cupped her groin as though she were a boy who'd just been hit in a tender place before trying again after a full step forward.  Her pussy mound didn't feel like it was going to tear from the carpet, but the friction was too much.

	Her sex drug along behind her with each slow step.  She felt the rough spots more clearly than she'd have liked, but it was too big, heavy, and awkward pick up and pushing it in front of her was even worse.  Pushing it in front of her made the friction more intense from her hands pushing it into the floor instead of pushing it forward.

	Molly got it behind her again and again moved slowly toward the door.  One ankle bumped against her enormous girlhood when she tried to step too far forward with the other and each bump made her feel a tingle of arousal as well as discomfort.  With walking so hard, the bathroom seemed much too far away.

	"Mommy?! Kit?!" Molly was feeling scared and the threshold bump between rooms was right in front of her.  It looked much bigger and rougher when her overly sensitive pussy was going to drag over it.  She tried asking for somebody else, just in case. "Baloo? Wildcat?"

	The little bear huffed in frustration before trying to reach back and lift her sex.  Her bladder was demanding release too badly to wait for help, but in the end, she could only drag her mound over and wince at the increased friction of the hall carpet and threshold.  That friction on the much coarser hall carpet built into heat and pain fast.   Molly yelped before she stopped before the rug burn on her protruding inner lips could really form.

	"Ow!  Bad carpet!" She stomped on the floor in frustration before trying to go even slower.

	Her bladder, however, demanded fast.  She tried fast again, but then her pussy said no.  It was only when she caught a piece of paper under her mound that the friction was relieved.  Rather than her flesh dragging on the carpet, the paper took the rough surface for her leaving only a bit of heat rather than a nasty rug burn.  Sliding another couple more bits of paper under her moist and sensitive mound was the only way she made it to the bathroom in time.  One problem solved, but another problem immediately took its place.

	Molly stared at the toilet, then behind her at her mound.  In the past she'd stood and pulled her sex open over the potty.  There was no way she could do that with her cunt so big though.  Despite it being all her own flesh still and having only been a day, that incredibly puffy vulva was too heavy and too awkward to lift or even get her arms around.

	"Come on, Molly. Think!  I gotta potty!" The little bear danced from foot to foot.

	She looked around desperately, then spotted the shower and hurried over.  Her first attempt to climbed over the tall edge ended with her her cunny getting in the way.  A second try she walked along the side of the tub until her sex was right against it and climbed onto herself to get both legs in.  Other than sitting on the edge, though, she couldn't pull it in after her.

	Molly's lower lip trembled, she was too weak to lift her pussy mound up and was too old to pee on the floor anymore! She was six!  Her eyes darted around and spotted one last hope.

	The little girl drug herself across the small room and snatched up the garbage can.  The bits of paper and cotton swaps were dumped out before she again climbed over her sex and stuck it between her thick feminine folds. Molly's nearly bursting bladder let go and a torrent of piss sprayed into the metal can.

	"Unnnn...!" She  sagged against the sink cabinet with the garbage can held tilted between by her swollen labia solely by the lips around it. "Hee hee, well, Mommy said the potty is for our body's unwanted stuff.  That's what trash cans are for."

	"Molly?  Breakfast is ready!" Wildcat's voice made her short ears perk up.  "Hee hee, I made little soldiers out of the toast and they're fighting with a BIG yellow blob of EVIL scrambled egg minions with their sharp curvy bacon swords!"

	She saw him look in her room with the plate in his hand, then scratch his head when he didn't see her there.  He turned his head at the sound of splashing water and looked happy to see her still peeing and fully naked.  With a broad sweep of his leg he swung himself around and hurried over.

	"There you are.  I'm going to be your babysitter for the next few hours until Kit gets back from Baloo's latest money making scheme.  They told me it was top secret so no telling you or your mom about the singing parrots." He nodded solemnly. "And I always keep my promises so don't tell them."

	Molly couldn't help bet giggle, even while peeing in front of him fully naked, into a trash can he still made her laugh.  "Can you help me, Wildcat?"

	"Sure! I can help you!  Ummm... with what?" He set the plate onto the cabinet around the sink then looked his little charge over. "Did you change your fur color?  Something seems different." Wildcat pressed his hands into her widely opened cunt when the water noise stopped and pulled the trash can out. "Now, Molly, this is NOT the place to put a dirty can like this."

	The six year old looked down. "I know.  I couldn't get to the potty though.  Can you help me get dressed?" Molly pat her huge mound. "I don't think I can get anything on around this?"

	"Wow, that's really big!" The scruffy lion crouched down to look at her as though he hadn't seen it until just then. "You weren't this big last time I saw you.  I remember because I was giving this fish this new hat I made when you walked by and it was big but your ... girl place fit between your legs then." Wildcat looked up at her, then smiled and pat her pretty pussy. "Sure I'll help you get dressed.  Ummm... but I think it'll take a while and you don't want your soldiers to get cold.  Come on, lets eat breakfast first!"

	Molly gasped as the cat wrapped his arms around her mound and heaved.  She had no choice but to follow him.  He paused only to take the plate from the cabinet to carry in his mouth on the way to the kitchen.

	Being naked around Wildcat was strange.  He obviously knew she was naked but he didn't look at her with the same hunger that the air pirates had.  Even Mr. Khan and the men at Khan's building had looked at her with more... she didn't know the word.  They wanted to be with her like Don Karnage had.  Wildcat however, just seemed polite and curious.

	Molly didn't mind showing her body to him.  All those pretty ladies that she'd seen in the past in magazines had liked showing off it seemed.  The little bear liked his toast soldiers and bacon and eggs but she found herself paying more attention to him than them after a while.  He stared at her, but not really AT her, more in her general direction.  She decided to try something.

	"Can you pass the salt, Mr. Wildcat?"  Molly made sure to reach up too high  to make sure he got a good view of her flat, if slightly chubby, chest.  He just smiled with innocent interest as he lifted it up to her hand. "Thank you."

	"You're welcome." He kicked his feet under the table and felt one brush against her enormous sex.. "Oh, hey, that's hotter than my foot!"  He pulled his engine thermometer and bent under the table to press it against the little girl's fuzzy outer lips. After several seconds of staring at it under the table he pulled it up and showed her. "See, 102 degrees!"

	Molly rubbed herself with her own feet while thinking what to do. She'd finished her breakfast and thoughts of getting Wildcat to show some interest like the other males had were clamoring for attention.  Since she liked the mechanic almost as much as kit, the idea of him playing with her like the air pirate captain had sounded good.  Kit wasn't around, her mother wasn't around, she couldn't pump and it was definitely about the time she should be pumping.  When she pumped she usually got to cum either during or after.  Playing with him was the way to go.

	"Ummm... Wildcat?  Would you like to oil... Where are you going?" The bear struggled to her feet as the lion ran off at the word Oil. "Hey!"

	"I'm getting the oil.  Hang on!" He disappeared.

	Molly sat back on her sex and tapped it with her heels.  She wasn't sure what to make of him.  He was just so random, which was usually fun, until she wanted something specific.  Her thoughts drifted away from him to her mound and how to move around.

	Every movement made her aware of it and its new size.  She needed to do something about it.  Being stuck in the house because of it didn't appeal to her at all.  Wildcat came back and she perked up.  Maybe he could help.

	"Wildcat?  Can you make something to help me move with this?" She pat her vulva while he held out a can of oil. "Umm, thanks, can you make something to move this?"

	"Well, I could make a BIG pulley in the ceiling and lift it like I would an engine block." He scratched his chin. "No, Miss Becky said not to modify the house again..." Wildcat brightened up. "I know, what about a ... no, I used that on my bicycle.  Maybe I left something on my wagon."

	"What about the wagon, Wildcat?" Molly clapped her hands, wheels might work!

	He looked confused. "Well, it's red and it's got four wheels and a handle.  I made it myself.  It took a lot of time when I painted it but Baloo never minded that I used his spare little landing gear wheels."

	"No, silly, I meant the wagon might work to help me move around." She pat her pussy again then climbed off it to try to lift it, any thoughts of naughtiness forgotten with the hope of better mobility. "See, you can help me pull it in and I can kind of walk or ride with it."

*****

	"Wow, it JUST fits!" Molly shifted a bit to fit herself in better.

	Her over sized vaginal mound was tightly squeezed between the narrow sides of the wagon and took up slightly more than half the length of it too.  Wildcat's wagon was low enough to fit even between her legs, though she had to keep them spread wide to fit the cart between them.  Her feet touched the ground firmly enough if she pressed down on her sex.

	The lion was happy, if amazed.  He'd never had to lift such a big little girl before.  It had been quite a challenge working her hyper pussy into the wagon.  Molly had insisted on him pulling it behind her before lifting it.  That let her walk forward more normally, but it meant that Wildcat had to really dig his hands into her puffy feminine lips to tug and lift.

	Her earlier plans to get the older male to play with her came true as he worked her up and over the rim.  He really stroked her labia and even squeezed her large clitoris.  Some of it wasn't on purpose, perhaps, but when he dipped a hand into her up to the elbow while pulling she knew he had to know what he was doing.

	Molly responded to the happy touches as she would have her mother's attentions.  Her pussy grew damp and slick again and made it even harder for Wildcat to hold onto.  She slipped back down to splat onto the floor four times before he managed to get her fully into the cart.  Each time the little bear had been driven to a mini orgasm from her sex slapping the floor clit first, but when her swollen finger-like clit hit the cart she really came.

	"Wildcat! Put your arm in again, please!" Molly clenched her thighs together around the very base of her mound.

	With her sex bent backward the flesh bulged and creased in the front.  From the front it looked very much like a plump normal cunt hanging between her legs.  She rubbed at it as though it were one too, though the sensitive flesh was full and wet behind her needfully pulsing and begging for something to grip around.

	It was an odd thing to hear, but the lion did as asked.  He pressed his open hand between her thick outer lips with ease and let it sink deeper with only a little effort.  Wildcat was already very wet with Molly's pussy juice just from wrangling her sex into the wagon and his well slicked arm fur barely drug against her inner walls at all.

	The six year old squealed and managed one last smaller orgasm from her cunt suddenly having something large to squeeze around.  Wildcat pumped his arm in and out curiously then worked at it fast when he saw her response to it.  His innocent curiosity steadily turned into an interest feeling her body clench tighter around his arm.  It felt a bit like he had a constricting snake squeezing him there.  The unusual thought of his own genitals popped into his mind as he considered how it would feel around that organ instead of his arm.

	"Ummm... Molly?  Can I use a different tool?  It's not as big as my arm but I think I really need to try it anyway." His tone sounded so unlike his usual carefree self that she had to look back at him in concern.

	She couldn't say anything from the strain of her body gripping his arm but she didn't have to.  He looked cute to her with his erection so visible through his pants and the longing on his face.  The girl took a deep breath to calm down after her peak finally let up.

	"Sure, Wildcat." Molly's breath came heavily to her and she was feeling a lot more satisfied than before. "It's not pumping, but I don't mind.  You're arm felt great."

	Before he could even unzip his pants halfway, however, the phone rang.  They both jumped in surprised at it, then the mechanic simply pulled his arm out with with a wet sticky schlick to wander over and answer it.  Disappointment made his shoulders droop, but he sounded as cheerful as ever when he said hello.

	"Yes, she's had breakfast.  Kit got called away by Ba... OH Yeah, I mean Kit's busy at school today or did he say to say with a paper route?  No, it was school.  What?  Oh I don't mind.  Sure, I can take her to the park for some exercise, Miss Cunningham, no problem there.  Ummm... what should she wear?  Oh, then I'll let her pick out something.  Ok.  Oh, just one teensy problem, where is the park?" Wildcat hung up and looked over to Molly. "Your mom wants me to take you to the park to play."

	His young charge giggled and waddled over, using the wagon to support her pussy.  "Did she say what she wanted me to play?" When he shook her head the girl pat his erection through his pants. "Then lets go for the walk and play with this." The girl pursed her lips. "Can we go shopping too?  I want to get something special."

	"Sure, Molly!  We can go shopping first, then we can go to the park." He hesitated. "But we should probably get you dressed first."

*****

	"You have to wear SOMETHING!" Wildcat dug around in her clothes drawer. "You can't go out NAKED... can you?"

	"Hee hee, not according to Mommy.  I think it'd be fun." Molly tried to tug the pain of panties over her mound.  Even with how large they were, they still weren't big enough to easily stretch over her newly over pumped vulva. "Nothing fits down there anyway..."

	"Well, you don't have to wear anything there if it's covered up with a skirt maybe." The lion dug out a one piece dress and helped the little girl into it with minimal difficulty. "There, that looks lovely!"

	Molly looked down at the pink ballgown.  It had been let out down below for fancy occasions, and she still hated it, but it was probably the only thing that would even partially cover her cunny.  Even with the long skirt, the very lips of her mound protruded visibly out.  Unless somebody knew what they were looking at though, she doubted anybody would really know what they were.

	"Ok... I guess this'll do.  I don't need undies today.  Can we go now?" She eyed his groin, that bulge had gone down a bit, but was still visible.

*****

	"Are you sure we should be in this store, Molly? Everything looks so expensive and not at all like something your mother would approve of." Wildcat looked at the shelves of exotically shaped objects and rather revealing clothing.

	Finding a store that dealt in adult materials had been a challenge for the girl.  Talking Wildcat into going into it had been another.  The little bear had been very persuasive, though it had only really required rubbing in a sensitive spot and saying he could be doing other things sooner if he just gave in.

	"Mommy won't mind.  Mr. Khan will be happy to pay for them, too" She smiled knowingly as she waddled over to a clear display case.

	If the wagon and large lump behind her drew attention, nobody in the store wanted to act as though they'd even seen it.  They'd drawn stares in town along the sidewalk already, but again, nobody wanted to ask about it.  The wagon worked very well for getting around and was a normal enough object that people wouldn't feel TOO weird about what they saw.  Most didn't even accept what they'd seen was what they'd seen.  Such a handy thing indeed, it even let her waddle about as she normally had before the industrial vacuum pumping.

	"Wow, look at the funny bumps on that purple one.  I want that one.  Oh! That blue one is really big too."  Molly browsed for only a few cases, but she liked so many of the rubber dicks that lined them that it still took a while.

	At the checkout counter the clerk looked down at the far too young customer, then at Wildcat, without seeming the least bit worried about the situation. "And how will you be paying for this?"

	Molly wiggled a black plug dildo for fun. "Mr. Khan will pay for it if you call him."

	"Mr. Khan?  The Mr. Khan of Khan Industries would be paying for sex toys for a little girl and a rather dopey lion?" He didn't sound impressed.

	If business weren't so slow, he would have just kicked them out. Instead he was bored enough to actually humor them.  A short while later, Molly left with the back of the wagon packed toys and a stunned store clerk watching them leave.

	He watched the wide black plug, the big blue butt buster, the purple knobbly, and a small grey one she just liked, jiggle along against a very fleshy bulge that took up most of the wagon.  A bottle of lube traveled with them and the clerk wondered what it was all for and how they came to know such a wealthy businessmen well enough to get him to buy such things.  The thought of telling anybody about it was hidden and beaten into submission, just as Khan Industries could easily do to HIM.

	"That's going to be one amazing night." Was all he could think of before turning back to the store.

*****

	"Ok, NOW can we just go to the park, Molly?  I really like it there.  All the birds and trees and soft grass." Wildcat peered at the wide rim of the black plug. "This could make a good funnel if it was hollow."

	Molly tugged her cart along with her thoughts also on the toys behind her. "We can go to the one next to Kit's clubhouse."

	"Aw, but that one doesn't have any ice cream stands."

	"Yeah... but there aren't many people either." Molly looked back at the hated pink of her ball gown. "I want to try going naked for a while." She waddled a bit faster ahead of him, soon just sitting on her pussy as the cart took off down the sidewalk along a gentle slope. "Yay! I'll see you there, Wildcat!"

	The lion stared a moment, then ran after her shouting Hey! The slope wasn't too steep, but he'd oiled the wheels really well on that cart and she was really moving. He watched her go right across a street with two cars screeching to a halt just before hitting her and ran past himself a few seconds later.  

	As she picked up speed, Molly was suddenly glad of the dress.  The fabric slowed her down some and let her make a rather critical turn in time to miss a very solid looking brick wall.  Much of the fun of her ride drained away as she nearly hit plants, buildings, pedestrians, and worse.  Putting her feet down on the ground hurt from the friction and nearly dumped her from the wagon.  Only a quick grab let her catch the toys before they could spill out behind her.

	Looking back she was glad to see her friend charging closer.  "Hurry, Wildcat!"

	He suddenly seemed to be really hurrying, too.  It took her a moment to notice she was going uphill and slowing.  It took wild cat a moment to see her slow and gain momentum rolling back toward him too.  That was plenty of time for him to trip over a discarded shoe and stop the cart with his narrow chest as it ran over him.

	The panting lion just looked up at his charge, who peered back down at him. "Are you ok, Molly?"

	All fear forgotten, the six year old bounced against her enormous pussy mound and laughed. "It was fun! Doesn't that hurt?"

	"Er... a little." Wildcat slowly extricated himself from the wheels and stood up, holding tightly onto the handle.  He was still heavily winded from the run but tugged the wagon anyway to keep it under control going up the hill. "I think that's enough hurrying for now.  At least we're a lot closer now.  I can see it over there."

	The park was fairly deserted, as usual.  It was only a park because nobody wanted to build next to the junk yard next to it.  There were some trees in the distance and a line of short bushes, but it was mostly just a grassy field.  An old couple sat at one of the two tables spread out in the sun at either edge of the park, but they didn't even notice Molly and Wildcat.

	Looking around, there was nobody else even visible.  Molly waddled quietly next to her babysitter, thinking how she was going to do it.  He gave her the chance before she could come up with anything as he asked her if she needed to use the potty.

	It was a good idea, as there was only the one for the whole park, and she hurried inside with an enthusiastic yes.  The little bear found a bit of trouble going, however.  With her pussy bent backward, she couldn't easily access it.  There wasn't really enough room to move the cart around, either.  Damn.

	Molly thought for a minute, trying to lift her heavy lips out as well as angling the cart differently, then giggled.  Why not ask for help? She was still a bit tickly down there and it would still be a while before she could pump again.

	"Mr. Wildcat? Can you help me? I can't reach the potty."

	He was in rather quickly upon calling and his strong hands and scrawny arms helped lift her out of the cart.  Wildcat held her over the toilet while she spread her sex open with her feet.  When it came several seconds later, it was a heavy torrent.  By the time she finished, his arms wobbled and his pants were tight in the groin.  Molly shifted and squirmed to get her cunny bent back into place on the cart, then went to work.

	"Can you pat me dry? It's hard to reach..." The girl held out a small strip of tissue.

	"I suppose I can." Wildcat made sure she was fully seated on the cart before taking it.

	He looked at his still damp arm, then at her pussy, not sure why he'd be drying her off.  It took the girl telling him to dab the pee off to make him actually get to work.  That made a lot more sense.  It was also rather fun too.

	Touching the paper to her pussy soaked it almost instantly, though whether it was from urine or something else, Wildcat had no idea.  Molly just offered him a new one each time and she slowly grew a bit drier.  The lion enjoyed feeling her puffy lips through the tissue and noticed that some of the spots were wet without being slick.  That led to a new game.

	Wildcat ran one hand along her soft vulva, the outer edges of her labia first, and dabbed where his fingers didn't feel too slick.  His six year old charge didn't mind him taking so long at all.  Her cunny grew more moist as his petting helped renew her arousal.

	"That feels really nice, Wildcat.  Do you... could you do between them over me pee hole?"

	"Alright... er, if I can figure out where it is." The lion slid his hand deeper into her fleshy crevasse.

	He really wasn't sure where it would be with her pussy bent backwards under her.  Molly tensed up at his fur again stroking her interior and for a few seconds, she thought he'd make her cum.  His search ended just a bit too soon though, when he thought to push deeper toward her body.

	"I think I found it!" Wildcat grabbed a handful of tissue and stuffed it and his hand right in again.  Molly's eyes rolled up as the sudden papery friction drove her to her peak.  The mechanic turned his head. "Are you ok?"

	"Uh huh..." Molly's voice sounded small and strained, but she looked so cute with her hands clutching the handle of her wagon and tense with pleasure.  He hadn't stopped rubbing over the area, it just kept feeling too good. "I think... I think that's dry enough now." When his hand jerked out she squealed in over stimulation, then slumped a bit. "I can do the rest myself.  You can go wait outside."

	He didn't say a word as he left, but the dark spot at the tip of the tent in his overalls said all that needed to be said.  The six year old waited just a few seconds after the door closed before stripping her clothes fully off.  She was still a bit winded from the orgasm, but she wasn't going to let that stop her plan for a bit of nude fun in the park.  There was nothing like sun shining down on bare fur to make her really happy.

	When she came out, Wildcat was crouched next to a stray cat, patting it fondly on the head.  He turned to show Molly when he heard the wagon's wheels and fell back onto it.  She giggled at the way the cat hissed and scratched at him before darting away and he just stared at her naked young body.

	"Now we can go for my walk, Mr. Wildcat." Molly said it as sweetly as she could.

	"But..." Wildcat didn't bother to finish and didn't want to.  Instead he brightened up.  The rather empty park would be a lot more attractive with something to look at. "Alright, lets go.  We'll have to make it quick, though, if you want to play with your new toys before your pumping."

	Molly took his hand as they walked along path around the field.  She waddled steadily beside him at first, then sped up a bit for fun.  Wildcat kept hold of her hand, but he did enjoy letting her get arm's length ahead of him.  Her cunny really was impressive.

	Further away, the elderly couple stared with open interest.  They didn't seem too upset by the naked cub.  Her fur hid most of her interesting bits, or would have normally for a girl her age.  They couldn't really make out her pussy and she had no breasts to speak of.  Nothing wrong with childhood nudity.  The toys would have given them some pause, had they been able make them out.  Wildcat liked that thought.

	He followed her out into the grass, then further still to the trees, where she finally stopped and reached back to grab the biggest rubber cock she'd bought.  At first he didn't know what she wanted him to do.  After she handed him the weird harness, he still had no idea.

	"Mrs. Lamb said that girls can love girls like guys once.  They can wear big things like men have and have fun.  Can you wear it while you use your own?  I want to see how it feels." Molly looked back at her enormous sex, then waddled forward to slip her vulva off the wagon. "I don't think a normal size will be enough for now."

	After a moment sizing up her groin and comparing his own to it, Wildcat was pretty sure she was right.  She'd taken his arm easily and his dick wasn't anywhere as big.  Her idea sounded odd, but he thought it would probably work.  It might look silly.  He smiled, not that there was really anybody around to see.

	"Well, I'll try, Molly."

	She unzipped his usual jumpsuit like work clothes and watched curiously as he stripped.  He was a lot different looking than Don Karnage had been.  A very narrow chest and fairly wide hips weren't nearly as impressive.  The lion's erection wasn't too impressive either, though she did find the pointy shape cute and his fuzzy pouch was a bit bigger.

	Molly pat his balls with interest while he strapped the belt on.  There was no complaint from her babysitter from it.  He rather enjoyed it as far as she could tell and just kept his usual vague smile on his feline face while securing the toy above his erection.

	The rubber dick was more than twice as thick as his real one and not quite twice as long.  He didn't feel weird about the size, he just felt weird about wearing it at all.  It was kind of interesting having two dicks, he decided, and with where he was going to push them, they'd both be put to good use.

	Wildcat let her cup both his nuts in both hands before patting her shoulder, a bit shy suddenly about touching her intimately.  He wasn't sure where that shyness came from, especially when she crouched down and leaned back for him.  Molly wanted it more than he did.  His knees buckled and he dropped down to thrust right into her massive vulva.  There was no reason to keep her waiting.

	Her fleshy cunt brushed against his erection.  Both pairs of feminine lips pressed wetly to his groin.  She squealed in delight and he was working his hips rapidly into her moments later.  Wildcat dick was dwarfed by the bigger fake tool above it, but he still felt much of her sex dragging against the bottom and sides.

	For Molly, adding the rubber toy was a perfect idea.  Even when the air pirate captain had been with her before she'd had a bit of trouble feeling him until he really got going.  With her pussy so over pumped, and Wildcat's thingy so small, she really needed that extra bulk.  The girl looked to the wagon, wondering how another one would feel if he were to wear it under his shaft.  The bumpy one would have really caused some wonderful friction.

	She didn't bring up the idea, though.  He felt good enough as it was and looked so happy doing it.  The sight of her mound squishing with each thrust had her trying to push back to feel his body compress it more.  Grass tickled her, along with his soft fur, but the weight of her sex flesh kept her from doing more than rocking it slightly.  It was enough to make her feel it a bit more and it was enough to draw her babysitter's eyes to her large erect clit.

	"Wow, Molly.  That's a big one too." Wildcat slowed in his rutting thrusts to catch it between thumb and forefinger.

	It wasn't as big as his penis, but it was a about as thick. He found himself stroking it like a small dick after a few seconds and seemed quite at ease with it.  Molly's muzzle tightened with his stroking, her eyes half closed, her whole face tilted up before a loud panting came from her.  He liked that expression a lot.  She looked quite lovely being pleasured.

	Wildcat found his own pleasure building a lot slower than he was used to.  Having the bigger fake cock above his own was very distracting.  He found himself trying to grind that one in instead of focusing his attention on the downward motion to make his real one rub her more firmly.  There was a bit of slip and slide between the two but rubbing the rubber was nothing compared to rubbing Molly's wet pussy instead.

	"Wildcat...!" Molly moaned out his name with a strained whining tone.

	The lion didn't stop stroking her clit or stroking her enormous pussy mound's interior.  He tried to speed up instead to drive her as far over as he could.  His free hand shifted from simply pressing against her over pumped sex to roaming over it and into her folds.  Neither spoke for several more seconds.  There was no need for sounds other than pleasured grunts and heavy breathing.

	Wildcat greatly enjoyed her soft lips squeezing around his hand as well as how they moved in time to his thrusts.  She was pulsing hard with her orgasm, even peaking again at his fingers still jerking off her clitoris.  It was a beautiful sight that made waiting for his own very much worth it.

	Her small flat chest rose and fell rapidly.  Her hands were clenched at her sides.  Her legs twitched around her mound.  The lion slipped his hand out of her sex to lift her right foot up and kiss her toes just as her orgasm let up.  Molly just looked at him with a vague smile on her face as he gave it one more and let her cool down.

	"All better, Molly?" Wildcat still very slowly rubbed up and down her clit, making her shift from over stimulation until she said uh huh. He bent over her sex and kissed her belly, then down to lick her pleasure button. "Can I take the toy off now?"

	The girl lifted her hips into the kiss then lay back, catching her breath after a yes.  She watched her babysitter tug it off and was actually glad of the reduced size when he pushed his small-ish feline cock back in.  He wrapped his hands around her massive mound to press her a bit tighter, and Molly let out a quite squeal at feeling his spines for the first time.

	They didn't hurt, exactly, but her sex was still a bit too tender for a few small poking hairs.  He suddenly felt much bigger than he really was to her with how they scratched along her interior.  If she hadn't just cum, they would probably have felt good.  Instead she just clenched her lower jaw to keep from asking him to stop.

	Wildcat watched her sex for several strokes, then stopped when he looked up to see her expression. "Is everything ok, Molly?" A slow withdrawal made her shake her head too quickly no. "Does it hurt?" Again a too fast shake.  He really wanted to keep going but he also didn't want to hurt her. "It's ok to say if something is bad, Molly."

	"Something feels bad on your stiffy.  It's scratching me."

	"Oh." The lion spread her soft folds and rubbed at his erection before letting her get a good look at the little white bumps on his deep pink-ish flesh. "Those are my spines.  I forgot about those things.  Your larger toy must have kept them from really rubbing you much."

	"I don't think I can take that now, Wildcat." Molly sounded disappointed, then giggled at him pulling her feet up. "Hehe, hey, what are you doing?"

	"Well, if you can't use your pretty soft parts, maybe a more rugged area will work." He smiled at her as he guided her legs to his dick.  Her mount got in the way, preventing them from closing tightly enough to squeeze around it.  After a moment's thought, Wildcat stood up over her instead of kneeling in front of her. "Whoops, can't do it down there."

	Molly had no idea what he was up to.  She hadn't really thought of her feet as anything other than something to stand on.  Watching her friend lifting them up and pressing them together around his stiffy was funny, though, and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.  The spines did kind of tickle a little after the first few strokes between them, but really she could barely feel them.

	"You have pretty feet, Molly." Wildcat held them still with soles pressed loosely together as he rapidly thrust his dick between them. "They smell nice too."

	She'd never really thought about it, but supposed it was good.  He looked like he was enjoying himself with the way his jaw closed and his tongue stuck out.  His eyes were riveted on her lower body rather than her face while he worked.  Pre-cum was smeared all over her soles after less than a minute.  He was wildly jerking his hips in his own orgasm soon after.

	Molly laughed and raised a hand up to block his cum after the first spurt hit her on the left cheek.  "Hey!"

	Three more strong spurts followed it, randomly spattering her six year old frame with thick sticky globs.  He hit the hand she'd lifted to block the spray with one last glob following a few weaker dribbles.  Wildcat kept his still stiff dick slipping between her feet for another minute after his orgasm anyway, he liked her feet.

	Molly rubbed at some of the dots of seed and licked the one off her hand. "This stuff smells funny... and I'm all sticky now." The girl made a face after another lick. "It's slimy, too.  It tastes ok though."

	At last Wildcat pulled his dick away from her feet and let go of her ankles. "I really liked that, Molly. Er, we'd better head back though.  It's about time for your mom to get home, I think."

	The girl yawned as she climbed to her feet. "Maybe.  That always makes me sleepy for a while.  Can you pull me for a while?"

	"Only after we get you back on the cart... and back into our clothes."

	Dressing was easy.  Molly's dress slid over her without effort and Wildcat's jumpsuit was pretty much step in and zip up.  Getting her into the cart again was a bit more of an effort.  Their sex and her arousal had left her massive vulva quite slippery.  His hands simply slipped off on his first attempt to lift it.  The bounce as it hit the ground made Molly shiver.

	She said something, but he wasn't really paying attention.  His eyes were on her wet labia.  There was entirely too much lubricant on there, when there was too much oil on an engine, he had to wipe it off.  The lion pulled a clean-ish rag from his pocket.  Well, the principle should be the same, even if she wasn't really an engine.

	Molly fidgeted while he rubbed along her outer lips.  The cloth was a bit rougher than she'd have liked.  It seemed to just smear her natural moisture around at first, but after a minute or so of patient scrubbing, she really was drier.

	Her babysitter wiped his hands on his clothes, then lifted her pussy up again.  It was only after he hooked the wagon with his foot that he realized it would be better to grab her from the rear and then lift.  Wildcat sat her down again, lifted her again, then set her back down.  He'd forgotten to move the cart within reach.  At least it gave him an excuse to look at her very pretty little butt and a great view of the very back of her enormous girlhood.

	Back on the wagon and fully clothed, she let him pull her along.  All the toys were comfortably resting behind her again, including the three that she'd slipped into her folds.  They weren't deep, but it was fun just having them there.  Molly found herself wishing she had some alone time to explore them, then forgot about them as they passed the old couple.

	The pair of bears practically radiated disapproval.  She waved at them anyway and couldn't help laughing at their expressions, at least the woman's expression.  It was like she'd sucked on a lemon.  Beside her, the husband just frowned with a bulge in his overly tight pants.

	"They look funny."

	"I think they peeked." Wildcat smiled. "They shouldn't watch if they don't like something."

	The trip back was pleasant, if uneventful.  Wildcat had her settled down next to the radio for the day's episode of Danger Woman before Rebecca came home.  Kit had arrived almost two minutes before Becky and listened with her while the lion made sandwiches.  After making the boy explain why he'd skipped out, Miss Cunningham gave his pay to her mechanic and had a slightly edited version of what had happened.

	Becky herself looked a bit of a mess.  Her hair wasn't as well kept as usual and her clothing seemed to have been hastily thrown on before she manged to smooth it out while talking with them.  She smelled strongly of sex, too.  Molly didn't know the smell, but Kit and Wildcat recognized it.  They both noticed the dark spot along the bulge of her own swollen groin, too.  Mr. Khan must have been making good on his deal with her and they chose small talk instead of bringing it up.

	"This is a good ham sandwich, Wildcat.  I didn't know you could cook."

	"Cook? I can't cook.  I can build things though." He seemed proud.

	"I guess it IS just a couple slices of bread with some ham stuck between them."

	"You haven't touched yours, Miss Cunningham."

	"Oh, thank you... I ate already." Becky looked distracted, then jumped up as the phone rang and hurried to it.  After listening a bit, she said thank you and hung up. "Molly? We'll be heading back to Khan Industries in two hours.  We can go to the tailor to have some clothes made for you until then.  I like that ball gown, but it does bring back memories of that Man and his doll."

	"Yay! Can Kit and Wildcat come?"

	"No.  Kit gets to go back to Higher for Hire and see if there are any customers waiting and Wildcat gets to go and fix my plane after whatever Kit and Baloo did to it." The mother bear looked at the two sternly until they agreed. "Good, umm... I guess we'll bring the cart, dear.  You really are quite big now, aren't you?"

	"Uh huh." Molly clenched her legs together. "Can I pump again now?  I missed my morning pumping."

	"No, honey... not until we get back to Khan Industries.  Your cups were taken by the air pirates, remember?" She stroked Molly's back, then tugged the cart to the door. "Even if that nasty Don Karnage hadn't taken my cargo, you wouldn't fit it in now anyway.  We'll have to rely on Mr. Khan for now.  Speaking of which... What was that special purchase you made?  The look on his face when his secretary interrupted him was priceless.  He actually looked surprised." The woman frowned. "So what is it that I'm supposed to bring with you?"

	Molly proudly slipped a hand into her thick vaginal lips and pulled out three large sex toys. "These! Hehe, they're funny and I can feel them."

	Rebecca looked at the large things, then took a deep breath for a  deep sigh.  It figured.  She was quiet on the way to the car.  Molly's size really Did mean that she'd need a bigger toy than Becky's old standby.  That thing was a bit small even for mommy.  Maybe she could borrow her daughter's faux friends, or maybe she'd just bring Kit up to her room.  Not that she was really interested in sex after a day pleasuring some businessmen.

	"BALOO! COME OVER HERE AND HELP MY GET MOLLY IN THE CAR!" Miss Cunningham's yell brought a very sheepish Baloo running. "Good to see you hurrying for SOMETHING Baloo."

	"Yeah yeah, you have three customers loading up their cargo on the Sea Duck, THEY think I'm plenty fast." He grunted as he hefted the six year old. "Geeze, you're getting' heavy, kid.  Ick, can't you cover that thing, Beckers?  It's disgusting."

	"Oh, hush.  It's pretty.  You just don't like big women... well, girls." Rebecca pushed the cart into the back seat with her daughter in the front.  She slid her hands down to work Molly's cunt into a better position bending down in the spare leg room, then climbed in herself. "We'll be home late tonight.  You don't need to wait up.  DO NOT screw up these deliveries, do you hear me, Baloo? NO TREASURE HUNTING!"

	The chubby bear watched her pull out and crossed his arms. "Hmph, I like big women, fine.  I just want them tiny down there.  Hey, Lil' Britches, I got us a new lead.  We have the whole day to ..."
