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In the dim morning light, a gunmetal grey Land Rover pulled up outside a block of terraced houses. Slimly built homes were crammed, one by one, into a small space, the faded brickwork and flimsy roofs evident of their age. The power was cut to the car, and it sat there in the silence of the early morning for a few moments, before the driver's side and back doors were pushed open.

Out stepped 3 figures: an older woman, and two younger children, with one older than the other. They were all half-wolf, half-husky hybrids, with a myriad of different hues to their fur. The two females of the group had vibrant, blue fur, whilst the only male of the group, a 10 year old boy, at the dull tones of grey and white, with a sharp streak of blue on the tips of his ears and tail.

The boy was named Wolfy. He heaved a sleepy sigh as he moved his way around the back of the boot, with a giggling younger sister in tow, who was a lot more chipper than she should have been. After a few moments, the older woman joined them, who was presumably their mother. She pulled open the boot to reveal 3 heavy-set suitcases, and a sigle smaller one. She heaved the black and red ones out of the car and shut the boot again. With that, the trio moved up to the pavement and up towards a fence, where they pushed through and made their way down the small paved path up to the front door.

The adult of the group set the suitcases down and pressed the doorbell, and the three of them patiently stood there. Wolfy was nervous, shifting from foot to foot. This was his grandmother's house, and he and his sister would be staying here for a couple of days whilst his mother, the older woman, was travelling for a week to attend her sister's wedding in Mexico. They had wanted to go, but Mexico was riddled with diseases, and neither cub had had their injections to make sure they were immune to the most lethal ones.

The three of them had waited for about 5 minutes, before they heard the jingling of keys and the faint rustling from the other side of the door. There was a sharp 'click', and the door swung open. Standing in the entranceway was a woman similar to Wolfy's mother, but she was a little more hunched over, and slightly shorter. Her once youthful features were ages with wrinkles and a her once pristine white fur was dulled, as was the rest of her senses.

"Hi, Mum." Wolfy's mother smiled briefly and she held out her arms. Their grandmother stepped forwards and she two older women embraced, briefly, chuckling to one-another. They were happy to see each other.

"Jess. It's been months since I've heard from you, does it hurt you to call me once in a while?" Wolfy's Nana teased, and a smile spread across her lips as she looked down at the two younger cubs. Wolfy waved nervously and the older woman smirked.

"You two have gotten so big! And I see you've inherited your father's fur, Wolfy." His Nana remarked as Wolfy's sister bounced up and down and giggled. His grandmother stepped to the side, and the two cubs went into the house, as Wolfy's mother hoisted the suitcases into the hallway.

It smelt much like Wolfy remembered it to: biscuits and perfume. Elderly people tended to leave this particular scent around their home that seemed to be a combination of many things, and Wolfy could definitely smell it. His nose wrinkled, briefly. He'd get used to it. Both he and his sister moved into the main living room and sat on the brown, fabriced couch as they stared at the silent, black screen of a small television. It wasn't even a flat screen!

"Thank you for having them, Mum. It makes it easier on all of us." Wolfy heard his mother talking to his Nana, and he didn't want to eavesdrop too much. He kept his head down, looking down at the various crossword magazines on the ornate wooden coffee table.

"Really, Jessica, it's fine. It's Kira's wedding, after all. I just wish I would could be." He heard his Nana reply.

The two of them made their way into the living room and Wolfy's mother crouched down by the couch between the two cubs. She opened her arms out, and enclosed them both in a hug, giving them a tight squeeze. The two young children hugged her back quite happily before she pulled away.

"Okay, I have to go, or I'll be late. I'll call you when I get to the hotel, okay sweetie?" Wolfy's mother patted both of their heads, before smiling to her mother and mouthing her thanks once again. Wolfy watched his mother leave, and heard the soft click of the door closing behind her. Just like that, she was gone.

Wolfy's Nana put on a wide smile as she put her hands on her hips, looking at the both of them in turn.

"Let's get you unpacked, shall we?" She suggested. She made her way through into the hallway, and the cubs glanced at each other before they got up and followed her. They watched, briefly, as their Nana struggled with the bags, before Wolfy offered to take over.

They were a lot heavier than he thought, but he slowly managed to lug the pair of them up the stairs and into the room they would be sharing. Wolfy loved his Nana for sure, but she had an incredibly small house that was only really made for two. She had her own room that used to belong to her and her husband, but he passed away a couple of years ago. Even still, she had a guest room for when one of her sons or daughters stopped over, or grandchildren, in this case.

The room they'd be sleeping in was fairly undecorative, with beige walls and nothing but a wardrobe, end table, and double bed sitting in the room. The bed itself was up against the wall dead in the center, whilst the wardrobe sat in the far corner, it's doors facing the entrance. Wolfy heaved the bags up onto the double bed. He'd have to share with his sister, which he was dreading. She tended to be quite clingy in her sleep. Luckily, his mother had packed an extra blanket to spare the embarrassment.

"Good. That saves up trying to pull them up the stairs later on," His Nana seemed pleased, a big smiled on her face. "Who wants breakfast?"

His sister seemed particularly eager to get some food, and he didn't blame her. The two of them had woken up at 5 in the morning, still half-asleep, to get into the car. They knew they had to: their mother's flight was exceptionally early in the morning, so they had had to be dropped off early so she could get there in time! But they had been too sleepy to do much, and she was running late. They had been forced to skip breakfast, and thankfully, their Nana seemed to noticed.

The three of them made their way back down the steeps stairs and into the kitchen area, where their Nana pulled all variety of things out for them to choose from. Wolfy watched at his sister picked out the cereal, although it didn't look as sugary as his younger sister might have liked. His Nana recognised it and compensated, adding a little bit of sugar in with the cereal to make it taste better. With that, she poured milk into it and handed it over, and his sister waddled through towards the small dining room that sat in between the kitchen and the living room.

"I'll have toast, Nana." Wolfy assured her with a small smile, shifting about from foot to foot as he adjusted his hoodie and shorts. His Nana nodded, popping some bread into the toaster as she turned to face him again.

"Wolfy, I noticed you don't have a lot of well...good clothes." His Nana frowned, and he did as well. It seemed odd for her to say such a thing.

"My Mum picks out all my clothes." He replied, sounding a little bewildered.

"I know," His Nana replied carefully, with a smile still on her face. "But maybe we should get some new ones, too? As a treat?"

Wolfy mulled over the words in his mind. Half of him thought that his Nana was being a little distasteful about his choice of attire, or rather, his mother's choice of what he wore, and half of him thought she was trying to be nice. Eventually, he nodded.

"Good!" She smiled in return. The toast sprung from the toaster and she leant over to grab it, setting it on a plate and buttering it for him. Her eyes flicked up to the clock on the wall.

"It's only 8 in the morning now. So...why don't we go in an hour, hm?" She suggested, and Wolfy nodded in agreement again.

They moved towards the dining room, and Wolfy sat at the table chewing his toast, occasionally glancing over to his sister. She was a little bit of a sloppy eater, but he didn't seem to mind too much. He'd dealt with 6 years of it, after all.

The hour went by a lot quicker than he'd expected. After eating, they sat in the living room and their Nana asked them various questions about school, and their life. Wolfy avoided any questions to do with his virginity and tried to keep all mention of that to a minimum. At one point, his sister was about to spill the beans on his previous incident in the bathroom with her, but her roughly nudged her in the ribs, which kept her silent, for now.

For whatever reason, his Nana didn't catch on to his avoidance tactics, and before long, she suggested they get going. Wolfy knew one thing: they lived a reasonable distance away from the city centre. It was certainly too far for them to walk, but it appeared their Nana had other ideas. After she got them to put their shoes back on, she ushered them outside, taking her handbag with her.

After a short few minutes of walking, they stood in a bus shelter that was eerily empty, for a Sunday morning. His Nana watched the oncoming traffic like a hawk as the two children moved about the pavement, impatiently waiting for the bus to take them into town. Like usual, the first one was late, and then two arrived at the same time. With that, they got on the bus and were in the centre of the large town within 10 minutes.

His Nana apparently had a favourite shop that she seemed to get most of their clothes from, or at least, the ones they typically got for Christmas and birthdays. It was aptly named 'Pridemark', an originally family-run store that was set up in Africa to provide clothing to Lion beastkin. As they got more and more successful, they realised it would be better to branch out to other species, but they kept the name as a branding figurehead.

They stepped into the vast shop and Wolfy's mouth hung open in surprise. The entire place was massive: bigger than he ever thought possible. At the front were the girl's clothes, ranging from all manner of small, petite things to long, flowing dresses, and even mini-skirts and bras. At the far back was the men's clothing, and then finally clothes for children. Their Nana grinned down at their stunned faces and gestured, heading down the main, central aisle towards the back of the store.

It took them a minute or so to weave around all the people and various rails of clothes. They finally reached the far-end section, and their Nana's walking slowed as she began to rifle through the clothes one by one.

"The key," She explained, half to herself, and half to the two cubs. "Is to check everything. You might find something nice, or even a bargain, but you might miss it if you skim."

They wandered around the store for a while, and Wolfy looked over all manner of clothes. He spotted some that he liked, but when he suggested them, his Nana waved him off. Slowly, her arms were being ladened with clothes, both for girls and boys. Wolfy noticed, rather nervously, that most of the clothes she picked for him looked quite tight-fitting.

After a while, he could tell his Nana was growing a little impatient, muttering about sizes. Eventually, she'd had enough. Wolfy and his sister, Harley, watched as she made her way over to one of the assistants, a lean and slenderly-built Hyena, who was folding up and placing T-Shirts on a small table.

"Excuse me," She began, speaking to him in a quiet tone. "My son can't find many clothes his size."

"Oh, that's okay," The worker replied with a happy smile as he looked past her towards the two cubs standing over by the jackets. "We tailor, as well. Do you want to follow me?"

He gestured, and in turn, Wolfy's Nana gestured for the two pups to follow. Wolfy looked nervously down at his sister, before the two of them soon followed him towards the back of the store. Near the checkouts, to the right-hand side, was a small hallway that split off into two paths, for the Mens and Womens changing rooms.

"Young man," The worker began, smiling briefly to Wolfy. "Would you like to enter one of the rooms, whilst I get your clothes?"

The pup was nervous now, but he slowly nodded, and he moved towards the hallway, taking a right. The cucibles were mostly empty, and the only kind of 'door' they had was a long, flowing purple curtain. Slowly, Wolfy entered the first one on his left, stepping inside the small room. There was a mirror to his right, and a small bench he could sit on.

There was a moment of silence, before the curtain opened and the Hyena assistant stepped through with a wide smile. He set down a collection of clothes that Wolfy recognised as being the ones that his Nana had been picking up all over the story. He could already hear his sister's giggles outside, and assumed she was trying things on, too.

"I'm going to need to take your measurements, first," The assistant began, reaching into his pocket and retrieving a tape measure, as well as a small notebook. "We'll do your waist, first."

Wolfy wasn't sure if he liked this. He stood there with his arms out as instructed as the tape measure went around his wrist. His body naturally reacted to a very gentle, very cautious touch across his body, and he felt a stirring within his groin. He shifted from one foot to the other, feeling the colour rise to his cheeks. Not again!

As he willed himself to stop, the tape measure loosened around his waist, and re-tightened at his chest to take his chest measurements. The Hyena scribbled some notes on the piece of paper.

"Alright, now I need your leg measurements." The assistant spoke after a brief moment. Wolfy felt his member swelling within his underwear as he slowly spread his legs apart, dreading what was to come. The Tape measure touched his akle, before it slowly began to move up his leg. It went higher and higher, and Wolfy felt a tingle along his groin that spread up his spine.

"Hmm..." The assistant thought to himself, before writing down the measurement. He took it again, to be sure, and pressed the back of his hand up against Wolfy's shorts, right up into his groin. Wolfy's face flushed red with a blush as he felt the digits pressed right down against his balls. His little cock swelled to full mast with ease inside his pants, forming a prominent bulge. Unluckily for the cub, his bulge was right in front of the assistant's face.

The Hyena looked up at just the wrong time, and noticed the prominent tenting in the cub's pants. His eyes flicked up to Wolfy's embarrassed face and he chuckled.

"Kind of small, isn't it?" The Hyena murmured quietly as he slowly stood up, stuffing the notebook into his back pocket. He leant forwards as his digits traced against the bulge in the boy's shorts. Wolfy quivered briefly on the spot, eliciting another chuckle from the older Hyena.

"Cute." He murmured. "Getting an erection just from measuring. It's kinda pathetic."

Wolfy felt himself wash over with humiliation as the assistant quickly rearranged the clothes on the bench, separating them out into two piles.

"Here," He began, scooping up one pile and pointing to the other. "Those should fit, I'll tailor these ones for you. Try not to get cum on the walls."

He winked down at the flustered hybrid, before he slipped through the curtain and out into the store again. Wolfy covered his head and stood there, feeling the shame wash over him for a moment, before he slowly began to undress. He had to try the clothes on, after all.

His shorts slipped past his flat hips as he tugged his top over his head, staring at his own half-nude form in the mirror. He placed his clothes on the bench, stepping out of the shorts. He stared down at a noticeable damp spot on the front of his grey boxers and whined to himself. This wasn't good.

Slowly, he reached for the clothes his Nana had picked out. He tugged on an incredibly tight-fitting top that clung desperately to his curves and the puppy fat across his belly and chest. The neckline was constricting as well, and he tugged at it a bit to loosen it as he reached for the next article. He slipped on the hoodie, finding that to be similar in tightness, and not baggy like he could normally prefer.

Next was the jeans. They were the skinniest pair he'd ever seen, and as he slipped them on, he could feel them pressing down upon every curvature of the muscles on his legs, right up to his plump rump. He could feel the denim hugging tightly to his rounded bottom, and he satred down at the front, noticing he was tenting horrible in the jans. He whined and pressed down on the bulge to try and hide him, but he felt a delicious wash of pleasure of his system as he did so that only made him feel worse.

He knew he'd have to go out there, no matter what he did. He shifted uncomfortably on the spot as he tried to figure a way out of it, before he knew he had to eventually move. With a small sigh, he stepped out from the curtain and padded along the tiled floor back to the junction, with his socks pressing down against the cool floor.

His Nana was waiting at the cross-section for the pair of them, and Wolfy noticed immediately that Harley was missing, and knew his guess was correct. He stood there awkwardly on the spot as he tugged down the front of his hoodie, attempting to hide the bulge in the new jeans. His Nana stared for a moment, before she gestured him to turn around. He did so, and waited for a moments, before turning back again.

"Those jeans got you all excited, did they? I thought you'd be bigger." She teased, and he covered his head in his hands, whining to himself again. "Oh, don't be so sensitive. Try on the next outfit. That one's nice, but it doesn't suit you."

Wolfy was glad to step back into the changing room, so he quickly turned and left, slipping behind the curtain again. He couldn't get the clothes off fast enough, letting out a sigh of comfort as his fur was re-exposed to the air around. Those jeans were far too tight.

He sat on the bench for a moment to recuperate, with the jeans in a heap at his ankles, and his top and hoodie removed. He glanced down at the next outfit he had to wear, noticing a vibrantly coloured summer top as well as a really tiny pair of shorts. He was glad he had decided to try on the jeans first.

As he sat, almost in the nude, the curtain opened. He yelped in surprise and tried to cover himself, namely pressing his palms against his twitching erection that was housed within his underwear. He lowered his gaze, staring down at the person's shoes. He knew it to be the assistant: he recognised the rather lazy pair of trainers he was wearing.

"Bad time?" The Assistant chuckled a little bit. "Still got a boner, huh? Just jack off, kid, it'll be easier. Or are you too scared?"

The Hyena came dangerously close to him again as he set down another outfit next to him, which were the clothes he had taken away previously: some sort of long-sleeve T-Shirt with a hood and a pair of loose shorts. His hand reached down again and teased the top of the hybrid's pelvis, but Wolfy's hands wrapped tightly around his bulge made it impossible for him to be groped.

He heard the Hyena chuckle as he finally left again, and Wolfy stared down at his bulge, noticing that the damp spot that gotten a whole lot worse. He whined to himself, and knew he had to bear through it, else he'd never be able to leave the store. He kicked off the jeans around his ankles and started slipping on the short shorts.

They were incredibly tight, and far too short for him to ever want to wear them normally. They snugly fit around his rump without any room to cover his legs, making him look like some sort of stripper model. But, he had to show his Nana, else she would never believe that they looked horrible. Slowly, Wolfy pulled on the summer shirt and stepped out.

He was shocked to find the Assistant standing there, chatting away to his Nana as he stood there, waiting for her to look. He tried to cover himself and back up, but his Nana spotted him just in time and grinned.

"Um, Wolfy," She began, as the Assistant turned to stare as well with an amused expression. "Those are girl shorts. I picked them up in the women's section by mistake."

Wolfy paled and felt the colour rise to his cheeks. He hadn't realised, and he wished he'd have known. He was as naive about clothes as anything else, and he fidgeted his hands down by his crotch, knowing that the bulge was obvious, and that both of them had seen it. He felt humiliated, and turned, heading back down the hall and into the cubicle.

He only had one more outfit to try before he was finally done, and he sighed, slipping out of the girly shorts and the top, changing into the other set. He slipped the T-Shirt over his body and was surprised how well it fit to his figure, before he pulled on the shorts. At least these weren't so tight, but it made the tenting just as bad as before, if not worse. He pushed down on the erection and shuddered as he felt more pleasure shooting up his spine.

He stepped back out again and the Assistant was gone. He was glad, and blew a small sigh of relief as he stood there, covering his crotch one more as his Nana stared at him.

"Hmm, not bad," She began. "It would look better if you weren't acting like such a boy and hiding your penis, but it still looks nice."

Wolfy hung his head in shame and shuffled on the spot embarrassingly. He looked to his right to see his sister coming out of the changing rooms in a summery yellow dress, and watched as his Nana made a fuss of her. He slowly turned and re-entered his own cubicle.

He was glad it was over, but he still had to hide his erection until it was gone. He slipped off the loose shorts and set them aside as he stared down at his erection in the mirror. He pressed down on it again to try and hide it, and felt a pressure tighten in his groin. Drawing out a long, shaky breath, he placed a hand on the wall and calmed himself. He felt so close to the edge that he had to take a moment to recuperate again.

After a minute or so or taking deep breaths and letting the pressure subside, he reached for his old clothes and slipped them on, thankful for the baggy, less constricting feel that would have normal send him into a panting mess. He bundled up all the other clothes in his hands and came out of the changing rooms with them.

"Good, there you are," His Nana remarked as she took the clothes and examined them, before she ended up picking the shorts and the summer top. "These will fit you nicely."

Slowly, they walked to the checkout, and Wolfy's Nana placed all the things on the counter. Wolfy tugged down the front of his T-Shirt to try and hide his erection. The act elicited a couple of bewildered stares from Harley, as well as staff members and various people around the store.

Wolfy noted that his Nana bought all of the clothes she picked out for his sister, but hardly any for himself. He understood it, in a way: it would be better if Wolfy had a man in his life to help him pick out clothes that fitted him better. With the shopping done, they made their way out of the store, and Wolfy kept his head low to avoid the stares of the other shoppers.

The bus ride back wasn't as agonizing as he thought it would be: he was able to sit in a seat on his own at the back, and relaxed a little. People couldn't see much of him from there, so he was able to not have to be so nervous about hiding himself. After they got off the bus, they headed back to his Nana's house.

By the time they got in the front door, it was already 4pm. They had been out shopping for an incredibly long time, but it hadn't felt that long at all. Wolfy was glad to be in the comfort of a private home. When they got in, he made an excuse about using the bathroom and went upstairs.

Now that he was on his own, his erection went down with ease. He seemed to have an apparent attraction to being humiliated, or rather, his body did. He hated it, but he seemed to get to excited and so frustrated at it nonetheless.

Dinner was in a couple of hours, and he decided to give himself some private time in his room, where he drew a number of different pictures for fun, before he smelt the aroma of dinner hitting his nostrils. Hungry for food, he eventually left his room and made his way downstairs.

It appeared it was cottage pie for dinner, and Wolfy was glad for a delicious meal. He was personally quite starving. He moved into the living room and sat with Harley for a little while as he waited. He hadn't seen much of her that afternoon, but she was definitely showing off now. As he sat, he watched as she pranced around the room in her new summer dress that was various shapes of purple and lilac, with printed flowers and petals on the hem.

Eventually, dinner was ready. The 3 of them sat down to eat and munched happily away at the food. Wolfy noted to himself that his mother hadn't called, and then realised that she was, presumably, either still on the way to the hotel, or just too tired to really speak. He was a little empathetic: he imagined a plane ride took a long time, if she was going across the sea!

They ate in fragmented silence, occasionally speaking to answer or ask a question, but they were a little more focused on eating rather than talking. They didn't take long to finish their meal, and Wolfy was eager to polish off his plate.

"Now that that's over," His Nana spoke all of a sudden, catching the attention of both children. "We'll watch some television, and then you're both going up for a bath."

Wolfy soured a little and he remembered, definitely, the single incident in the bath that made him not really want to have one again. His face flushed red at the prospect, and thankfully, neither of the other two noticed it.

They retired to the living room and sat together, watching some sort of olden film that Wolfy's Nana seemed to be a fan of. They cuddled up to her on either side, just like they would their mother, and she put her arms around them. Wolfy thought she smelt of soap and perfume a little bit, but he didn't question it too much.

The film was long, but thankfully, their Nana didn't make them sit through it all. When roughly an hour passed, she dragged them to their feet and up the stairs, into the bathroom.

The bath was, at the very least, spacious, and it would be enough for the two of them to bathe at the same time. They stood there and watched as their Nana turned on the taps and applied a small bit of liquid to the bottom. The bath soon started filling up with frothy bubbles and hot water, and quickly turned the mirrors in the room steamy, and the air humid.

"Alright, get undressed." She told them as they turned the taps off, with a sufficient amount of water in the bath: enough for them to get nice and clean. Wolfy hesitated for a moment watched as his sister quite happily tugged the dress over her head and removed her vest and panties, standing fully in the nude without any shame.

Slowly, Wolfy did the same, taking off his T-Shirt and slipping down his shorts until he was only in his underwear. Thankfully, he wasn't getting too embarrassed yet, nor were his sister and Nana paying attention to him. So, he soon took off his underwear and stood in the nude, looking anxious.

Their Nana helped them into the bath, and Wolfy quivered at the rather startling amount of heat from the water that set into his fur. He relaxed a little and closed his eyes, sighing. It felt nice. But, it wasn't quite going to plan as he had hoped.

Before he could relax fully, or bathe himself, he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. His eyes flashed open and he craned his neck up to see his Nana, on her knees, with her hands on his shoulders, gently stroking him. She smiled a little.

"I got some new shampoo," She reached and retrieved a small bottle, and Wolfy's eyes centered on it for a moment. "It's meant to be really good for the fur."

She upended the bottle and squirted some of the goo onto the palm of her hand, before she started lathering it into his shoulders. Wolfy flicked his glance to his sister, who had managed to find a rubber duck and was too busy playing with it to pay too much attention. Slowly, his Nana slid her hands over his lithe shoulders and down to his arms.

Her movements were methodical and strategic, making sure she got every inch of his fur covered in the shampoo, occasionally pulling back to squirt some of the shampoo onto her hands. Slowly, her lathering began to move lower and lower, and he knew it wasn't good. She eventually began to loft his legs out of the water to watch his ankles and legs, primarily avoiding his crotch, for the moment.

But, soon enough, she had to come to it. She had washed the majority of his body and rinsed him off, before she pulled back, the bottle in her hand. Wolfy gave her a worried look. All the touching and stroking of his body, some of which was dangerously close to his crotch, had stirred his senses and caused his little member to swell to half-mast.

"Stand up, so I can wash your privates." She asked him, and he froze, his eyes wide. "Oh, hush. I'm not going to snap it off."

The hybrid lowered his gaze and slowly did as he was told, standing up in the water, with his half-erect cock dangling in the air. He fidgeted his hands by his side, knowing that he wouldn't be able to cover it this time. He saw his Nana's half-amused, half-surprised expression.

"You must be in puberty, little one," She remarked as she squeezed some of the shampoo onto her palm for what had to be the 5th time. "You're already getting them."

He didn't respond, unsure how to. It wasn't the sort of conversation you had with your grandmother, and he certainly didn't want to get into it. He watched her hands move closer, his heart hammer in his chest. She was almost deliberately moving slowly to tease him and to add a thick tension to the air. Either that, or she herself was repulsed by the idea.

But, eventually, her fingertips connected with his member. His body reacted immediately and his cock gently swelled with blood as she wrangled his member, angling it upwards as she smeared the shampoo onto his balls. He bit down on his lip hard and watched as she dabbed some of the shampoo here and there, from his balls down to his inner thighs, and along to his rump. Then, she began to lather it in.

At first, her hands delved around his back and scrubbed across his rump, before they rounded to the front. She dipped her slender fingers in between his legs and stroked along his inner thighs before her hands eventually moved back to his little member. She wrapped one hand around his cock as it she was going to jerk it off, whilst the other squirmed around his balls, slathering them in the shampoo.

Wolfy obviously squirmed on the spot with each touch and grip. She was trying to be quick and methodical about it, but even the slightest tough was sending warm waves of pleasure up his body. His member grew to full mast in her grip as her hand wormed around his balls, and suddenly, he felt her other hand tug. His gaze snapped down and he watched as her hand pumped his little cock back and forth, applying the shampoo to his member as well. He bit down on his lip again and writhed on the spot, clenching his hands into fists. It was unbearable.

But, as quick as she was touching him, she stopped. It was just in time, too: Wolfy had felt that all-too-familiar pressure building up in his nethers, and it slowly began to fade when she removed herself. She gestured for him to sit down and dipped her own hands into the water to wash them. Wolfy was glad to be back down beneath the bubbles, where he could his his member from plain sight.

Despite that, it wouldn't go down. He sat in the bath and watched as his Nana washed Harley, remembering vividly how her hands had ran over his cock and pumped him like a piston. He felt the colour rise to his cheeks every time he thought about it, and he refrained from touching himself, in the event he might cum.

It didn't feel like his Nana took as long to wash his sister, yet Harley was completely slathered in the shampoo as much as he was, and she was rinsed off just the same. They were both clean now, and Harley stepped out of the bath first. Wolfy watched them and saw the way his Nana thoroughly dried her off, before sending her through into the shared room they'd be using.

"Alright, out you come." She gestured to the boy, and he hesitated for a moments, before resigning to his fate. He stood up in the bath, placing his hands over his erection as he stepped out onto a towel beneath him.

His Nana placed a towel around him and began to vigorously pat him down, sliding the soft towel over his body and up and down his arms and legs, up to his head, and down to his ankles. She worked him thoroughly and make sure his fur was, at the very least, dry enough to sleep with.

"You'll have to move your hands." She ordered with a slight hint of impatience, and she grabbed his wrist, slowly pulling them apart to reveal his twitching erection. She placed the towel over his cock and stroked her fingertips against his balls, drying the small sack.

Wolfy quivered on the spot as his toes curled against the towel beneath him, watching as his Nana's hand ran over his dick and wrapped around it again, with the towel against his flesh. He let out a sharp exhale as the pressure built up rather quickly inside him again. But, this time, his Nana didn't stop.

He writhed on the spot and clenched his fists as the towel stroked over his little dick, over and over. It didn't take long: after a few moments of vigorous pumping disguised as drying him off, he orgasmed. A small whimpered escaped his throat as thick globs of cum spurted from the end of his member, dripping onto the towel in small strings that oozed down his cock. His member convulsed a number of times before he was truly, and utterly, spent.

His Nana made no impression, or comment, about his orgasm. She stroked his member a few more times, pretending to dry him as she squeezed a few drops of cum from his cock, before she moved the towel away. Wolfy stared down at his slightly limping member, his face flushed.

"Alright," She began, setting the towel aside as she dipped into the tub to pull the plug. "Off to bed with you. Go on!"

She ushered him out of the room and he walked, half-hard, down the hallway, feeling the wash of shame of embarrassment sweep over him. He shouldn't have orgasmed, but it was just too much for him.

He made his way into the bedroom to find his sister already asleep on her side of the bed, with the two suitcases set on the floor. He opened up his own on, retrieving some blue pyjamas that he slipped on, before getting into bed himself. He sighed and closed his eyes, letting his slumber take him, before he embarrass himself any more.

His dreams were plagued with humiliating thoughts. He dreamt he was standing in a classroom, naked, with a throbbing erection. He imagined his erection to be tiny, and all the other classmates were laughing at how small his was. Amongst the people sitting at the desks was his own family, laughing along beside them. For whatever reason, he felt as if his arms were pinned behind his back, and he couldn't cover himself. The humiliation seeped through into reality as he woke, feeling the shame washing over his body as he finally opened his eyes.

He felt two things when he woke up. The first was his sister cuddled up into his back, presumably as some form of comfort. And then there was something else.

He was itchy.

He crawled out of bed and felt as if his skin was on fire, prickling and itching with a burning intensity. He scratched at himself, and it only made it worse. He looked down at his fur, and it looked irregular. Underneath the fur, he could see peculiar red spots.

Panicked, he made his way out of the room and towards his Nana's room. He knocked and pushed open the door, but found her bed empty. He could hear the TV downstairs, so he rushed down the steps, scratching at himself as he went.

"Nana." He urgently called to her as he moved into the living room, a worried look on his face. "I'm all itchy."

He desperately scratched as his arms and legs as his Nana looked up at him with a confused expression. She could see, even from that distance, that his fur didn't look quite right. She moved from her seat and gestured him closer.

"It might be the shampoo." She guessed, frowning. "Take off your clothes."

He hesitated for a moment, but at this point, the itching was unbearable. He did was he was told, pulling the Pyjama top over his head, and tugging down his pants. What he hadn't realised was his morning wood: a full erection, at it's peak, hung right in front of her and his cheeks flushed. His embarrassment brung heat to his skin, which only made his itching worse. He darted his hands down to scratch between his legs.

"Your skin..." His Nana remarked to herself. She moved onto her knees in front of him as she angled his member to the left and right, sending sparks of pleasure shooting up his spine. She inspected the skin beneath his fur, noticing the spots and paying good attention to them.

"I need to check if it's an infection. It seems the worst of it is around here." She remarked, gesturing to his crotch. Without much warning, she brung her snout in. Her wet nose rubbed gently against his skin as she took in a few sniffs of the spots, wondering if they might have an odd smell to them.

"N-Nana, this is weird...what's happened to be skin?" Wolfy tried to not be too nervous with her exploitative treatment, his little cock twitching against her nose as she nuzzled around his balls.

"I don't know." She replied, and leant her head up, looking up at him. He glanced down at her with a pressure building within his upper pelvis. It felt odd.

"Does it hurt when I do this?" She moved a finger and prodded, hard, against one of the spots around the base of his member. He let out a hot breath in response and his cock reacted, pulsing eagerly under her prodding. He shook his head and bit down on his lip, and she nodded.

"Here?" She asked, prodding another one as she tried to get a feel for his condition, wondering if there was any pain amongst the itching. He shook his head again, feeling the pressure rising and rising. He was just a 10 year old puppy, after all: it was very easy to get him off.

"Strange..." She mumbled, experimenting. She clasped his member between her thumb and forefinger as she squeezed and pressed, applying pressure to the various spots on his body. He felt the pressure suddenly heighten with her touching, and it was too much for him.

He let out a sharp sigh and closed his eyes. His knees wobbled and a thick, heavy arc of cum suddenly shot from the end of his member, shooting over and splattering onto the front of her noise. Immediately, she recoiled, and another arc barely missed her nose by a matter of centimeters. The rest of his orgasm dripped and pooled down, splattering onto the carpet below.

"Wolfy!" She sounded exasperated as she wiped her nose. "Do you really have to go that?"

"S-Sorry, Nana..." Wolfy hung his head, feeling shame wash over him again as he was scolded. He hadn't meant to cum, but somehow, her touching just did it for him. The rest of his orgasm died down soon after as his cock softened slightly in her grip, and she moved her hands away from him, reaching for a tissue to wipe herself off. She looked a bit irritated.

"Go upstairs and get dressed." She ordered with a small roll of her eyes. "We'll take you to the doctor's on an emergency appointment."

She reached for the phone as he embarrassingly nodded, scooping up his clothes as he rushed out of the room, lest she get more annoyed and scold him even more for orgasming right in front of her. He headed up the stairs with the humiliation sweeping over his senses, forcing his tail between his legs.

He dressed himself in loose clothes to aid the itching, picking out a pair of shorts and a thin T-Shirt, pulling on some socks as well. As she was getting changed, his sister woke up, and she went downstairs to get breakfast. He assumed the situation was explained to her, and she came up moments later to get changed as well, with a sour expression on her face.

Within 20 minutes, they were out of the door. His Nana explained that she had called up the clinic nearby and they would be able to see him on the hour, which was about 10 minutes from when they'd left the house. They thankfully made it in time, as it was only a short walk from where their Nana lived.

The clinic itself was a sleek, low-hanging building without any extra floors and a long hallway at the back, filled with consultation rooms. They stepped through the sliding doors into a relatively spacious lobby, and stepped up to the reception area. Wolfy's eyes washed over the various other people sitting amongst the waiting area, spotting a number of boys his age as well as some older people as well, of varying species.

His Nana spoke to the receptionist, and then she ushered them over to the waiting area to sit down. Wolfy scratched feverently at himself as she sat on one of the comfy chairs, watching as Harley and his Nana picked up a magazine each to read whilst they waited. He couldn't concentrate on much, and tried to instead focus on not scratching his itchy, inflamed skin.

They, thankfully, didn't have to wait too long before someone came to see them. A nurse came through from the hallway, standing by the entrance-way.

"Wolfy?" She asked, and the pup got to his feet, eager to see the doctor before it was too late. The Nurse saw him and gave him a sympathetic look, moving closer towards him.

"I'm afraid that we don't have any changing rooms for you. Could you get undressed here for me, and we'll take you through?" She asked, as if there was no problem with that at all. Most of the other people in the waiting room had heard it too, and their eyes centered on the hybrid. Some kept their gaze to their magazines, whilst some of the children giggled at the thought of having to strip in front of others.

Wolfy felt the colour rise to his cheeks, and he shuffled in place, knowing he didn't really have a choice. He glanced around at the various faces of people, noticing how some were bewildered, and others were amused, trying to hide their smiles.

Slowly, Wolfy pulled his top over his head, exposing his lithe stomach and the small, pink nipples situated on his chest. He could already see Harley giggling behind him, and his Grandmother wasn't paying much attention. If anything, all she did was hold her hand out for his clothes, so that she could keep an eye on them for him.

He discarded his T-Shirt on the chair, before his hands drifted to his shorts. He hadn't put on underwear this morning, remembering that he had rushed to get changed, and thought it'd be easier without them. Now he deeply regretted it. He glanced up at the awaiting nurse, who was still watching him, and he slowly kicked off his shoes, leaving his socks on. He unbuttoned the waistline of his shorts and the pants slipped down.

For a split second, his flaccid little member was exposed, and he could see that some of the kids were giggling. Half of them were amused about the spots riddling his skin, and others laughed at his little dick. Wolfy covered his member as quickly as he could, but already, the humiliation was getting to him. He felt his cheeks redden and his cock swelling beneath his hands.

He begged his body to stop, but once again, it refused. His little member twitched against his hand, so he tightened his grip, hoping it might stop it from getting harder. He shifted from foot to foot, stepping out of the shorts.

"Mummy," A young boy whispered, sitting not too far from them. "What's he hiding?"

The mother didn't seem to answer, but that question was enough to make Wolfy feel even more embarrassed. He quickly followed after the Nurse, who lead him down the hallway and into a room labelled 'Consulting Room 4'. He stepped inside and found it initially empty, bar from the furniture.

"Just wait here, the Doctor will be with you shortly." The nurse assured him, and closed the door, leaving him in peace. He let out a small sigh and kept himself covered as he looked around the room. There was a large, expansive desk at the far end wall, with a working computer. The monitor had up some details of a patient on the screen. Opposite was a set of shelves lines with both books and other medical equipment, from a box of latex gloves, to other things. There was also a sink to wash your hands on, and a long medical bed that some would sit on to be inspected.

As he wandered around the room, he heard the soft click of the door opening, and he quickly turned to see who was entering. He paused and blinked, slowly, when he realised it was the doctor. She was a rabbit, with brown coloured fur all over her body, with a lighter shade along her neck and down towards her front. A pair of long, floppy ears sat on her head, slicked back along with her rich blond hair that was done in the ponytail. She adjusted her glasses, and smiled at the naked boy.

"Wolfy, is that right? I'm Doctor Abbot." She spoke to him, and the hybrid slowly nodded. She was wearing a white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, covering a rather impressive bosom. Her trousers were black, professional, and she wore high heels.

"H-Hello." Wolfy eventually replied, feeling his dick twitch under his hands. She looked pretty, and his body seemed to react to that. The doctor shifted closer, walking past him as she leant over towards the monitor. The Doctor tapped away on the keyboard and pulled up his notes.

"Let's see...your Nana phones up this morning, is that right? You have a skin condition." She nodded, understanding as she straightened up and turning towards him. She looked him, briefly, up and down, and noticed the issue immediately.

"Ah, I see." She smiled sympathetically at him, and moved closer. He shuffled on the spot, getting more and more nervous as she got closer and closer, and he watched as she slowly got onto her knees in front of him.

"Your Nana said that the most affected area was your genitalia." The Bunny pointed out, and slowly, Wolfy nodded. She reached up with her hands to take his wrists, applying pressure to them. At first, he resisted.

"I need to see them, Wolfy. It's okay, don't be nervous." She assured him, and after a moment of hesitation, he parted his hands. As soon as he moved his hands, the erect penis bobbed right up in front of her face, the tip oozing with a little bit of pre-cum. His face flushed in embarrassment and he writhed on the spot, trying not to scratch his skin. It was unbearable.

"Oh my! I didn't realise you were...well, so interested." She chuckled a little, mainly teasing him. She reached up and touched his member, slowly moving it to the right hand side as she looked at the skin around the base of his member. He quivered from her touch and another bead of pre-cum trickled from the end of his dick. Her touch was so delicate!

"Quite small, aren't you?" Doctor Abbot remarked absently as her hand moved his cock left and right, analysing his skin and spreading the fur a little bit to see the spots on his skin. She reached her fingers up and tugged the foreskin of his member, watching at he let out small grunts and gasps with each pull. She didn't tug hard, but it was amusing to watch him squirm.

"I-I'm not that small..." Wolfy muttered, feeling the humiliation washing over him again. He watched her chuckle and smile up at him as she tugged on his foreskin a few more times, using her hand other to touch his little ballsack. She rolled the nuts around in her fingers and watched as his member pulsed and throbbed, his body demanding more touching.

"Looks pretty small to me," She commented. "So...do you get these a lot? Can you cum yet?"

All these intrusive questions were making him nervous. Wolfy shifted from foot to foot, lowering his gaze and whimpering a bit from the questions and seeing her particularly amused expression. She was still holding his member, and he bit his lip.

"U-Um..." He began, unsure if he should even ask. She tugged on the end of his member and slid across the head of his cock, and his member pulsed.

"It's important I know the details, Wolfy." She assured him. "It'll be part of your treatment."

"Well, uh...I-I make stuff, and, um, I get this a lot." He eventually replied, and her smile spread into a wide grin.

"You do, do you? I might need to collect a sample..." She admitted. Before he could ask her what it is she meant, her mouth opened and she reached around to his rump. She pulled him towards her by the pelvis, and his dick slipped down against his tongue, and into her mouth.

"W-Wait, what're you...?" He began, for a hot, lewd groan escaped his lips. His knees wobbled violently and he looked down at the bunny's mouth, watching how his member was firmly embedded down in her mouth. He could feel her tongue worming around his little cock, slathering across every inch of his cock.

It didn't take him long. He reached down and stroked her hair, feeling the pressure build up and nervousness wash over him. He let out a short, shaky moan, and his toes curled against the floor. He orgasmed hard, a thick glob spurted out of his member and dribbling down onto her tongue.

His orgasm didn't last long, but it was the most intense one he'd ever had. The feeling lingered with him even after it was all over. He watched her throat bob as she gulped down his load, and she pulled his mouth back, leaving his slightly limping cock hanging out in the open. He bit his lip and stared down at her with a look of confusion and bewilderment.

"I'll prescribe you some steroid cream and some allergy tablets. Try to avoid that shampoo that your Nana was talking about." The Doctor spoke briskly and got to her feet, moving over to the desk. She filled out something on a piece of paper and handed it to him, before ushering him towards the door.

"Wait, but, about that...!" He began, wanting to know why she had touched him so strangely and why he'd felt so good. However, she didn't seem to me in the mood to talk. She was pushed out of the consulting room with a firm shove.

"Make an appointment for the end of the week and we'll review." She briskly said as he stared up at her, and she briefly winked. She stepped back and shut the door in front of him. He stood in the hallway for a moment, stunned, flustered and confused, before he covered his member with his hands again, the slip dangling from his fingers.

He made his way back into the hallway to see his Nana and Harley sitting there waiting for him. He wandered over, and noticing the others still giggling at his naked form. He reached for his shorts and took them from his Nana's grip. Moving his hands, he stepped into them and pulled them up, giving the other childre and adults in the waiting area a brief view of his half-hard cock, with a small drop of cum dangling from the end.

With that, he buttoned his shorts up and pulled his shirt over his head, sliding his shoes back on. He handed the slip over to his Nana, who seemed to know what to do with it. She gestured, and they left the clinic, walking to a small pharmacy that sat opposite the health center. She got the two cubs to wait outside whilst she got his prescription.

They waited 10 minutes, before finally, they were on their way back to his Nana's house. It had only been a day, and already, he had done so many embarrassing, humiliating things.

He dreaded to think what happened next.