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Daycare Disaster: Counting Beads

Samantha was about to say her dare, but then she stopped and paused for a few moments, her hands on her chin as she mulled over her dare. However this moment of thinking didn't last too long as she soon snapped her fingers, her eyes lighting up. "I got it!" she blurted aloud as she ran over to the nearby couch, digging her hands between the cushions. As the tiger cub seemed to be searching around for something deep within the couch Hunter gave Samantha a puzzled look, having no clue as to what she was looking for. Although it wasn't very long until she seemed to find what she was looking for as she pulled out what looked to be a lumpy, pink rope, quickly hiding it behind her back as she walked back to Hunter. "Alright," she said preparing to explain her dare, "since you seem to have such a hard time with counting, why don't we see if you can even count past twenty," she proclaimed mischievously, a wicked grin on her face.

To this, Hunter immediately countered, "I don't have a problem counting!" he claimed in an annoyed tone. To prove his point and to complete the dare he began to start counting aloud, "One, two, three, four..." but suddenly he was interrupted by Samantha who put her hands up, "Hold on, that wasn't the dare," she said angrily. "We're going to make sure that you count it right." And with that she revealed what she had been hiding behind her back, Hunter's jaw nearly dropping as she presented to him a long string of anal beads. "Okay, Hunter, I dare you to stick these twenty beads into your rear. AND I want you to count out each one, and should you count wrong, you have to start all over," she commanded, opening up Hunter's hand and placing the beaded, semi-rigid rope into his hand, a trail of what looked to be lube coming off of her hands as she let go. "And so that we aren't counting all day, you get ten minutes to do it. But don't worry; we'll keep track of time for you since you seem to have so much trouble doing it yourself."

For a while the teenager just stared at the anal beads that were hanging from his hand, disbelieving of what the cub had just asked of him. Although it didn't seem that Samantha was going to be patient, "It's already been thirty seconds, you better get going," she complained, to which Hunter immediately refused, "No." Or at least that is what he had planned to say until the words caught in his mouth, a sudden emotion welling up inside him, urging him to do the dare; to prove the brat wrong. He had no idea where the source of this emotion was emerging from, but he soon found himself pressing the first ball to his anus, pressing it in and saying aloud, "One." As he began to press the second ball past his sphincter, the wolf noticed a pleased look on Samantha's face, but even more that, he blushed when he saw that Toby had his hand stuck inside his diaper and appeared to be fondling himself as he watched. Once the second ball slipped in Hunter counted, "Two," then "Three," then "Four." As he continued to go, Hunter felt something nagging him at the back of his mind, telling him that this was wrong, but it was quickly pushed aside by his desire to complete the dare.

In a seemingly short period of time Hunter had made it halfway, counting, "Ten." As he pressed in the eleventh bead Hunter had to bite his lip to hold back a moan, the fact of which surprised him. He had never taken anything into his anus before, not even his finger, but despite this fact, he was making steady progress, thanks to the slick lubrication that coated the rope, taking each successively larger ball into his tail hole. As he continued, the sensation of the beads slowly filling his insides became increasingly pleasurable as a pleasant warmth began to wash over him, although he was too distracted by his counting to notice the tent that was slowly rising beneath his short, pink skirt.

Hunter was just about to count out his sixteenth ball, "Six-" but he was suddenly distracted as a bright flash briefly illuminated his face. He didn't know what had produced the flash until he looked around, his gaze landing on his phone, which Samantha was pointing right at him, who appeared to be failing at holding back a chuckle. The teenage wolf immediately reached out to try to snatch the phone away, but the tiger quickly dodged away. "Give me that!" he shouted loudly, but the female cub only seemed to continue laughing. "Uh oh, did you hear that Toby?" she said mischievously, "Looks like the doggy said six. I'm pretty sure that isn't what comes after fifteen. I guess he'll have to start over!"

Hunter immediately recoiled back, "That's not fair, you interrupted me half way!" he cried, still trying to grab at his phone. But Samantha dodged once more, this time running underneath the wolf's legs, grabbing ahold of the ring at the end of the rope and pulled, the first bead popping out as she counted, "Fifteen." Hunter wasn't prepared for such a forceful exit, the ball popping free from his anus, causing the rest of the remaining balls to rub along the inside of his rectum and past his prostate. The sound that escaped the surprised wolf's mouth was something between a pained yelp and a moan, the sounds mixing somewhere in the middle as Samantha pulled out another, "Fourteen," his cock twitching with each ball that was removed. This entire process lasted another minute or two before the final bead was removed, "Zero," Samantha finished, before shoving the line back into Hunter's hand, "Now start over."

It wasn't until Toby cried out, "Five minutes left!" did Hunter snap out of the haze that the removal of the balls had plunged him in, finally realizing that the rope was now in his hands. In a panicked fashion Hunter pressed the first ball to his tail hole once more, pushing it inside, his shaft twitching once more as it entered his tight asshole, "O-one," he strangled out, his word nearly interrupted by a moan. As he pushed the second one in again he almost fell to his knees, a small groan of pleasure escaping his lips, causing his face to redden in embarrassment as he heard the cubs chuckle at the sound. "Two," he huffed out. As he pressed in the third, Hunter could have sworn that the pink, round bead felt much larger than it had earlier, having to apply much more force to pop it in, but he shrugged it off, assuring himself that there was no way that could be possible, "Three." The next eight beads to go in felt as if they took an eternity, each one feeling much larger than that last to the point that he was having difficulty getting them in as his tail hole, which struggled to stretch around the increasingly large balls. As soon as Hunter reached sixteen again, he nearly collapsed in pleasure, the feeling of the balls filling his bowels sending a wave of pleasure rolling down his spine, "Sixteen," he said, moaning loudly, a wave of humiliation washing over him as both of the cubs laughed once more. "My my, I didn't think that the big doggy would have so much trouble counting to twenty, just imagine how long it would have taken him if I hadn't applied that aphrodisiac lube to the rope beforehand," she teased, causing the wolf's face to redden further.

However, despite the embarrassment that he was feeling, Hunter continued on, pushing the seventeenth one in, "Seventeen," he said meekly, trying his best not to moan anymore. And then followed the next, "Eighteen," his voice becoming ragged as his sore ring complained as the large ball popped in, his cock visibly twitching beneath his skirt. But despite the discomfort Hunter continued on, pushing the next one in, "Nineteen." As he prepared to push the last one in, he took a moment to pause, looking triumphantly at the tiger, knowing that he was about to beat her dare. But just as he started to apply pressure Toby yelled, "Times up!"

In an instant Hunter's triumphant smile disappeared, only to be replaced by an embarrassed look of defeat as he felt the final bead slide into his tail hole, only to know that it was too late. Not to miss her chance to make fun of the poor wolf, Samantha immediately spoke up, "Poor little doggy, or maybe I should say puppy since you can't even count to twenty," she taunted, a look of satisfaction present on her face. In response to this claim Hunter simply folded his ears and whimpered a bit, another loss under his skirt.

The tiger cub then immediately turned to Toby, who still had his hand inside his diaper, "Your turn Toby," she said gleefully, eagerly awaiting what her companion would do. However, unlike Samantha's previous dare, Toby seemed to have decided on what his next dare would be long ago.