Tree Hopping Squirrel Ball Catching Dragon
by tannim
October 7, 2010

	Muriel climbed off of Tannim's back and wandered along the giant tree branches.  The dragon had taken her on a pleasant flight and picnic, but she'd wanted to see the trees.  He couldn't say no to her pretty pouting and politely flew her up.

	As she couldn't climb too well without thin branches for her tail to wrap around, she had to rely on her friend to help her up.  As a squirrel, she adored the trees and their tempting branches.  With the trees big enough to get lost in, once she was in them she could jump from branch with relative ease.

	Tannim let her explore while he sat back and watched.  The young squirrel laughed  while the wind rocked her branch.  Her male friend smiled as that same wind swung his balls dangling low from his groin.  She shook her head at the spectacle and hopped onto another branch.

	Muriel rarely got to play in trees, her parents were too busy for long trips to go anywhere with big branches. Her lack of arms got in the way as well.  When she did get to, she scrambled all over the branches she could reach.

	The girl tugged at leaves with her toes or ran as fast as she could along a branch from whippy end to trunk.  When she neared the trunk she'd jump around it at an angle to another branch and see how high she could climb without help.  Muriel's tail flicked around behind her to keep her balance as well as to catch a small branch if she slipped.

	Seven years of leg strengthening and dexterity training of her toes had left the young squirrel with a very good grip.  Her claws dug in to the bark as she played and let her keep her balance to jump into the trunk and flip backwards onto her feet again.  A glance back showed her Tannim had seen and he clapped appreciatively.

	Muriel ran over to him and hugged him with her tail before jumping down a branch level.  She playfully kicked the dragon's low hanging pair and raced back along the tree trunk yet again.  When she discovered a bouncy branch, the girl wasted no time in jumping onto it and using it like a springboard to hop to the higher level again.

	Tannim, meanwhile, grew bored just sitting there.  "I'm going to enjoy the air for a while, Muriel. Call me when you're ready to go."

	He dove straight down so he could grab his balls without having to haul them up first.  His wings spread out and he turned his dive into a climbing glide.  The seven year old squirrel squirrel watched him, then turned to her own enjoyment.  She'd found an old nut still clinging to a dead stub.

	A swift kick of her foot, with her tail hanging below it, and the acorn was in her possession.  Muriel pulled it up to her mouth and found another whippy branch to hop up yet another level.  On the higher level she found a bare spot in the tree.  It gave her a perfect view of her friend playing catch... with himself.

	Tannim flapped his wings to climb into the air, with his testicles in one hand, then threw his balls away from him.  His very long scrotum  trailed after his balls like a tether-ball cable connecting them to his groin as they flew.  Muriel sat down to watch the odd spectacle.

	The dragon waited a second for his sack to stretch a bit further then dove toward where he thought his balls would descend.  He managed to catch them just before they would have hit a tree trunk, which he just missed crashing into himself.   Tannim pumped his wings again to climb and repeated the strange solo game of catch.

	Muriel sat back and lifted a foot to her mouth to pass it the old acorn.  While she watched her friend take another dive she tried to figure out just where he was going to fall.  His jewels fell quickly with his sinewy man-rope making an oddly pretty arc of flesh in the air over him as ho dove after it.  She bounced the acorn on her foot, catching it between toes and ball, then firmly flicked it down at him.

	Tannim reached out for his nuts again and swerved suddenly when something smacked into his head.  It didn't hurt, but his testicles SLAMMING into the ground below did.  A gut wrenching agony made him double up just seconds after he landed and saw them in their crater.  With his sensitive parts so far from his brain, the pain signals took a while to get there.  He was glad as he could have broken his neck had he not landed safely.

	Above him, Muriel stifled her laughter by flicking her left cheek ruff into her her mouth with a shake of her head.  She bit it into it to keep from making too much noise and letting him know SHE had caused it.  The way he just crouched and held his hands where a normal male's nuts would have been was really cute and funny to her.  

	Muriel watched Tannim closely until he stood back up again.  He pulled his manhood from the small hole in the dirt and the young squirrel laughed harder into her cheek ruff at how he cradled them.  She loved seeing him bust his nuts on accident instead of on purpose.  He liked it too much otherwise.

	Tannim always impressed her with his ability to shrug off the pain there though.  Not quite a minute passed before he flapped into the air and threw himself again.  His balls flew at an odd angle and he missed catching them before the hit a tree.  The dragon's body tensed and clenched at the nausea from it but since he was expecting it, he didn't falter at all.

	Muriel shook her head as he threw again and then again.  The game seemed to make him just as happy when he missed as when he caught it, and a bit of dark dragon dick sticking out just made her giggle harder until  A movement next to her caught her eye.

	A curious bird stood on the branch next to hers.  She politely waved hello with her foot, but it didn't seem to understand the gesture.  It's beak tilted this way and that as it looked from her to the dragon diving towards his own genitals as they flew through the air.

	Muriel spit out her cheek ruff, finally managing to control her amusement.  "He does look weird, but he's a nice guy." She cheerfully told the bird.  "He's not to good at catch though." A glance over and she saw him catch his nuts.  "Well, usually." The bird chirped at her and she stood up. "Yeah, but he's also my ride home.  I get to swing at the end of it if I want. It's fun holding on, though my feet get tired after a while."

	Tannim spotted the girl as she stood up and threw his lengthy coin purse one last time.  She could wait another minute.  It was oddly fun to play catch with himself.  Rather like a very slow version of masturbation.  His hands just missed his balls and he braced himself for the ache as they left another crater in the soft dirt.  He staggered to the ground again and looked back up to the trees.  Muriel had disappeared again in the foliage, apparently bored with his dirty ball game.

	"Oh well..." He climbed up into the air again with his erection jutting out. " Maybe I'll finish by the time she does."