Doctor's Note
(Everyone's been begging me for a sequel to "The doctor is in" it was a real big hit I guess. But the fact is, it was really supposed to be a one time thing. I have no idea how I'm supposed to write a squeal to it....but, ya know...here's my best shot at it. Hehehe, please and enjoy-and please be 18 or over to read. )
Doctor's Note.
Dear Diary. Once again, you are greeted by the writings of one Dr. T.J. Koopa- greatest doctor near the Koopihari desert. (And once again, only doctor) I know it's been quite some time since I've written to you, but I've got a DOOSEY of a story for you this time! I suppose I should offer a little back story first thought... lets see...
This occurs about a few, well, almost a full year after Azure left. He didn't leave with any sort of harsh feelings or anything, and although I absolutely hated to see him go...I wasn't going to stop him. He just wanted to move on, and get back home, and after a few month's as my assistant, I wasn't going to stop him. Poor guy was home sick- so I just made him promise to come back for regular check ups. Too bad...I miss him...but that's not what this story is about. This story, is about the young, grape colored Yoshi that wandered into my little hut early this morning...
"So..."Team: Soda Pop?" I asked with a chuckle, looking at the purple, teenaged Yoshi standing, no, jumping in front of me. He was excited, well, excited was putting it mildly. I was doing all I could too keep the youngester from turning cartwheels in my office! I chuckled softly at his antics, leaning back on my exam table with both arms crossed. "Grape" As he was called, had been telling me about his clan- a group of Yoshis (Yoshi? Yoshiese?) to the east, and about how he was friends with a group of young Yoshis whom were detectives. "Team: Soda Pop" they called themselves. The group consisted of five or six members- The purple one, Grape, the red one- Cherry, the twins, Lemon and Lime- Yellow and Green, and the brown one, Cola. Orange was last, but they didn't play together all that often, according to Grape. Grape was everything I expected from a Yoshi, friendly, outgoing, talkative, and in his case, hyper. He couldn't seem to sit still at all- and I certainly couldn't blame him, after hearing his story.
As it turned out, despite all the lovely qualities I'd seen from him so far, Grape, according to his friends, was a bit of a scaredy cat. Not willing to stand by and take the ideal that he was too much of a chicken to spend the night in the haunted house with the rest of the team- Grape decided to do something about it.
Now, most Yoshi's, when they want to learn self defense- decide to become 'Explorers' (whom explored dinosaur land and the mushroom kingdom, searching for suitable jungles for Yoshi's to play in.) or 'Defenders.(which helped keep Yoshi territory, Yoshi territory, and out of the paws and claws of Koopalings) ' Both specific martial arts focus on the use of the large powerful legs Yoshi's have, and the manipulation and control over eggs. Throwing, catching, and shielding. Of course, both of them required two things; One, that the Yoshi be old enough to survive the rigorous training of the teachings. I honestly don't know the age, and Grape didn't tell me, but when I asked him how old he was, the boy skirted the question and simply said "Old enough." I'd wager he was a young teen but....well sometimes he certainly didn't act like it. And secondly, in order to be taught the skills and techniques befitting of a "Yoshi defender or Explorer" One had to have permission from a licensed medical professional. Sickly Yoshis whom couldn't stand up to the training need not apply- and that's where I come in. So it seemed the village doctor had gone on vacation...and the closest place Grape could get a doctor's note was...heh, you see where this is going.
The examination had gone exceedingly smoothly. Like usual, I had gotten most of the easier questions and tasks out of the way. I took his height, (short- for a Yoshi...) and his weight (Chubby... not TOO chubby, but the boy had a pot belly that no one could argue with- he was cute) I measured his biceps, triceps, chest and tummy. Apparently, it was part of the procedure that Yoshi's heed to meet certain qualifications to become defenders, or explorers, and honestly, it made sense...sorta. If your arms were to small, or if your legs weren't big enough, you'd just put yourself at risk if you went out into uncharted areas of Mushroom Kingdom. So I measured him, taking careful note of the numbers he provided, and jotted them all down on a running tally I'd started. Arms, neck, legs, hips, paws. My favorite- so far, was when I had him bend over so I could measure his tail. He blushed cutely, but did so right away, reaching down to touch his toes, while arching that large, plump tail into the air for me. Longer then most Yoshis I've met (which comes down to four...but those other two are a different story entirely) Which so far, meant the little red and blue mixed Yoshi was gonna be perfect for the Defender title. I mean the youngster, (aside from a little big of pudge) really was quite fit. He was slightly short for a Yoshi, but over all, he had the same build as all the others I'd ever seen. First his head. Typical Yoshi template- big bright blue, expressive eyes, a lovely round bubblegum nose, and a pair of soft red spikes that ran down his back. Slender, yet muscular arms, that extended from his sides- a chubby tummy, and huge, muscular legs, that ended in large, green boots. Apparently, "Saddles" were out this year and instead, he was wearing a pair of bright yellow, silky shorts that fluttered about near his thighs and reminded me of the games of soccer I played in my youth. I smiled warmly at him, listening as he babbled on and on and on, about different adventures him and Team: Soda Pop had. The cases they've solved, honors they've received, and how they'd get together everyday after school, and go off looking for clues and mysteries. All the while, I was casually continuing my examination.
I asked him to take off his shoes, and in the midst of a story, he complied. He tugged them off without even stopping for breath, prying them free of his feet- and to my displeasure, he was wearing no socks. No, instead, rounded, big toes popped out of his boots, wiggling gently in the air, as I looked him over. So far, eyes, ears, and nose were dandy, and he managed to pass his hover test, and tongue stretch without missing a beat to his story. So far, I had to say, I really was impressed. The boy carried on and on, not even noticing as I slid over towards my medical cabinets and pulled out my absolute favorite device- my thermometer....
I smiled, trying my absolute hardest not to giggle at the look in his face when he heard what I wanted him to do next. Instantly, his talkative nature ceased and his eyes got nice and wide, similar to saucers.
"M, m, my...erm..m, my shorts?" He asks, his voice changing from cheerful and friendly to sheepish and shy in a heartbeat. I chuckled. So far he'd impressed me with all of the stories he'd told, but now he was going to fold under a simple request? Still, I pressed on, giving a slow nod of my head while he gingerly rolled his fingertips along the waistband of his shorts.
"D...Do I....Do I gotta?" Grape asked nervously, the Yoshi's tail gently curling around his left leg shyly, while a cute, pink tint of embarrassment gently eased itself across his face. I offered a gentle pat to his shoulder and nodded my head.
"Don't fret Grape, I'm sure you don't have anything I've never seen before. I promise you that. "I said softly, and gestured towards his shorts.
"Now if you don't want that note saying I've looked you over completely, that's fine, but..."I trailed off, and already he was easing the silky jogging shorts down his wide, soft hips. Underneath was a considerable lack of undies, but before I got a good look he turned away from me, paws shyly covering his front while his shorts puddled around his bare ankles to the floor. I snickered quietly at his modesty (something he would soon be giving up) and gently rested my paw on his shoulder.
"Thank you sweetie, now if you'll just bend over for me..."I said soothingly. The Yoshi tensed at my whispered command, and he glanced over his shoulder at me. You should have seen how painfully cute he was! Completely nude as the day he was hatched, firm, muscular body (a bit... bottom heavy, which I didn't mind at all) His arms disappearing around towards his front to cover himself, while his tail shyly hide the rounded globes of his bare bottom. his feet pointed towards each other, one set of toes atop the other, and his face was just as red as a fire flower! I smiled softly and slowly began to push him forward- to which he complied, bending over shyly in front of me. I murred softly at the sight, biting my lower lip for a second.
That bottom was a pretty shade of purple, like the rest of him; not to light and not to dark. A perfect mixture of red and blue presented in a pair of well rounded, broad curves. He glanced over his shoulder at me, his face the color of a ripe tomato. He was adorable, absolutely adorable. I took my time though, not wanting to rush things in the slightest. No no, I'd do a fine job, that I'd be sure of. First things first. Last time I had a Yoshi patient, I'd nearly forgotten, so this time, I pushed it to the top of my list of things to do...
"Hold still, ok sweetie? This may feel a tad uncomfortable, but try and relax, alright then?" I asked softly. Automatically, he leapt forward with the mention of something uncomfortable, but I placed a soothing paw on his left rumpcheek and gave him a soft stroke with my fingertips.
"No no, just relax, I promise it won't hurt..."I whispered quietly in my most reassuring voice. Scared as he might have been, he remained still, just as I asked him, and slowly, I grasped his tail and tugged it upwards just until it was in that perfect position. His paws were resting nervously on his knees, and his tail was arched up in a sweet curve over his back. For just a moment, I let my hungry gaze roam across the expansive swells of his tush, and tried my hardest to keep from reaching a paw out for a grope. What I was greeted to, was a set of firm cheeks, rounded perfectly with muscle and just enough baby fat to keep them soft, and at the same time, just enough muscle to keep them rounded in shape. And to top it all off, right between those twin moons, jutting out from his hips, was a small strip of cream that ran horizontally down his cheeks, as if outlining that deep valley in between. I wanted to squeeze. I couldn't help myself. Just one little grope...he wouldn't notice... I drew my paw back. I had more will power then this, and by golly, I was going to show it! But oh, that tail...that big, thick, juicy tail that was arched over those terrific cheeks in such a tempting display of round, sweet Yoshi rump! I took another deep breath and composed myself. I was a medical professional. Just because things had gone exceptionally well with Azure didn't mean...I shook the thoughts from my head and concentrated on deflating the tent in my trousers.
Casually, I reached for the top drawer of my counter and pulled out a jar of berry paste. Dipping a finger inside, I rested my other paw on his left rump cheek and rubbed softly, whispering as many reassuring things into his ear as possible. I didn't think it would work, since he seemed far more tense then usual, his toes curling beneath him, both his eyes shut, like I were about to bite, and his paws were clenched in tight fists, as if he were waiting for something absolutely horrid to occur. I couldn't blame him. Really I couldn't. As a young hatchling, I was often terrified of going to the doctors, and really, needles were the worst. I even get shivers looking at them now...but how I actually ended up as a doctor is another story all together. Still he didn't need any shots today, other then a generic booster shot to help his immunity levels. (But I still had my doubts that Yoshi's required shots in the first place.) Having lathered my fingers in slick, sugary tasting berry paste, I gently parted those twin purple cheeks and revealed the tight looking pucker in between. The boy gave a sharp gasp and whimpered. How embarrassed that poor youngster must have felt, bent over in a strangers office, his bare bottom completely on display and exposed, with his cheeks parted to reveal that tiny little opening no one was ever supposed to see!! The Yoshi gave a shy whine, but held still like I asked, only now he reached out to grasp the end of my medical table with both paws to brace himself. As gently, and slowly as I could, I traced my finger down the deep crack towards his sweet little tailhole, and softly I started to press in. At first he jumped, but after a few calming words and soothing whispers, he tried to relax as best he could.
This is once again, another place where I had to consult my encyclopedia on the subject of Yoshi's. I didn't know much about their particular anatomy, and was specifically confused about the egg laying habits of both males and females. It turns out, both sexes can lay an egg, and both sexes are capable of producing an egg from any object they ingest. However, any object ingested by a Yoshi is an empty shell, or a "dud" That is to say, those eggs can be used for almost anything, and will not come to hatch as a young dinosaur. In order to produce offspring, the Yoshi must lay an egg after a sexual encounter, and like all eggs, keep it warm and safe. Eggs required lots of love and care, and once broken were lost. In order to become an Explorer, Defender, or learn the techniques of combat throwing, male Yoshi's laid eggs in order to throw like missiles at their enemies. Before learning such techniques, it was required they be examined in order to determine the safety of such activities.
I slowly wiggled my fingers about, pumping them gently into that round, purple rump, making sure to be as slow and gentle as I could. I have to admit, this is the second time I've preformed a particular check up like this, however this one was much more invasive, and just like before, I found myself in the midst of a personal, private battle, trying very hard to keep myself in check. The Yoshi in front of me grunted quietly, trembling under my soft touch, and I was only mere seconds from telling him it would be ok, when I'm absolutely positive I heard him moan. His toes curled again, and he gave a bashful glance over his shoulder towards me, as if trying to check to see if I'd heard him or not. I feigned ignorant, of course, under no desire to spill the beans.
Finally, after having felt no obstructions of any kind, I tugged my fingers free with a slick "pop" and smiled at the cute, upturned, lavender shaded bottom.
"Well, you're fit for target practice. "I explained with a quiet chuckle. He gave another bashful squeak, and started to raise from his position, but I stopped him with a quick, playful "swat" which only resulted in another sheepish yelp!
"Now now, I'm not quite finished yet. There are still one or two things left for me to do. Hold still, please." I whispered, and with that, I grasped my thermometer- yes, the big, thick one which I used on dinosaurs- and slowly began to prod his bottom with it. The boy gave a sheepish yip of surprise, eyes wide while I slowly slid that object into him.
"Easy sweetie...easy. See, not so bad, is it? I'm just gonna wiggle this in, niiiiice and slow. See? Doesn't hurt, does it sweetie?" I asked him softly. He didn't respond, his paws grasping that tabletop tighter as I slowly wiggled the thermometer a little further into him. Soon, I couldn't help myself, my fingers grasping that tube, slowly sinking it deeper into that big broad bottom, wiggling it back and forth to make sure it was nice and deep, watching the poor Yoshi boi squirm in front of me. Just to tease, I pulled it out a little bit, then slid it back in, working that big thick tool into that up turned bottom with slow, meaningful thrusts. Finally, I had to stop, and then there he was, bent over, paws grasping the table like he were going to fall to his doom, that large, clear thermometer sticking free from his bottom like some sort of perverse flag pole. I chuckled at the sight.
"Now just relax while I let it take a reading ok? Don't move from that spot!" I explained, and stepped away, watching for a moment, to see if he'd move. He didn't. I'm a naughty, naughty Koopa.
For the next few moments, I stared at that perfect, bare Yoshi bottom. He was so sweet, so innocent and cute, every time I glanced him over, I wanted to scold myself for leaving him in such a humiliating position. Still, I couldn't help but nearly drool at the sight. I went back to work however, not content in just pleasure with no work. I began to ready the rest of his tests, gathering this and that, supplies and what not, until finally, I slipped the greased thermometer from his bottom, and nodded my head.
"lets see....32.1 Perfect for a Yoshi. Cold blooded after all. "I smiled softly. He began to stand again, but I corrected that with another playful little swat. He squeaked and this time, bent back over so far his paws gripped his ankles. I wanted to...well...I don't think I need to write what my desires were at this point. Instead, I only chuckled and gave that purple, dino sized bottom a soft pat.
"Just one more thing to do. Measurements. "I explained, watching his sweet little purple cheeks turn from bright to a deep, deep scarlet. I nodded my head, rubbing my fingertips softly over his expansive bottom and plucked my tape measure from my pocket. He squirmed cutely, gasping when my finger made contact like that across his rump, his hips giving a sheepish, ticklish squirm. Adorable- absolutely adorable. Ticklish buns, I swear I was falling in love... Back to work! Back to work!
"Easiest part to do." I explained, and I wrapped that measuring tool across those generous cheeks and giggled myself. He gave another one of his adorable, bashful squeaks, and I drew back, grinning at my results.
"Goodness.....try to cut back on the sweets a little, alright?" I teased. He gave ANOTHER whimper, only this time his cheeks turned the darkest shade yet and He quickly stood up, tugging his tail over the ample swells of his aft end. I only snickered, shaking my head, slowly turning to turn him back around.
"Now, now, it's ok. Yoshi's are built differently then most creatures in the mushroom kingdom, and such sizes are to be expected. Don't worry about it. Besides, with a tush this...chubby, It just means you'll get more height on your hover jumps." I explained with a bit of a smirk. He seemed to accept the answer, the boy's cheeks slowly returning to normal color, and I couldn't help rubbing it in.
"But like I said, try to cut back on the sweets a little bit, ok?" I asked, gently patting his rear end. The boy's blushed returned in full force, and I nodded my head.
I have to admit...this was my favorite part. It was. After remaining celibate for so so many months after Azure left, I found myself absolutely helpless to the chubby Yoshi's charm. As a Koopa, I should have been terrified at what I was doing- medically examining a Yoshi to see if he's fit to eat Koopas! But the taboo...the naughtiness...it was all just so...just so...oh goodness, just give me a moment, before I return to writing, I want to keep it fresh in my head before I forget, but it's becoming difficult to write this. I need a moment of relief...if you please.
Well then, where was I? OH yes, yes, yes, yes. The best part! Mustn't let that part of my memory slip away. I should start with what happened next. You see, after I was finished with his other end, I turned him about, far faster then he had time to respond. I grinned at what I saw...
His cock. It was thick, chubby, and bright purple in color, bobbing proudly in front of him, as if trying to show itself off to me. I chuckled quietly, when he automatically reached down to cover himself, up, but it didn't do him much good. Have you ever tried to cover up your privates when erect? This right, parts always manage to slip free, and the chubby little Yoshi boy was no exception. His cock was dripping, drooling pre now, giving the occasional adorable throb that screamed orgasm had only I prodded his backside a few more times.
Gently I knelt down before him and offered a gentle smile, reaching up to try and pry his paws away from his aching erection.
"Now now, sweetie, what did I tell you? You don't have anything I haven't seen before. I'm not gonna hurt you, I swear."I whispered softly, tugging his paws away firm his privates. I offered him my softest smile with that statement, watching as he whimpered, blushing darkly in front of me- a perfect stranger, only inches from his most private parts. His erection was just as cute and chubby, and thick as he was, not to mention undeniably cute. I shamelessly admit, that I would have had quite a fond time with a more through examination, but I didn't want to press my luck, still, I couldn't help myself. I offered him a soft smile and took his penis softly in one paw and lifted it up, looking it over from side to side. Underneath, he had a full set of "eggs" hidden in a bright white pouch. It looked as if it were stretching to the limit over those balls of his, because I swear, the dino had the biggest, muskiest balls I'd ever seen in m entire life. His privates had the most tantalizing, delicious "grape" scent I'd even smelled, and It took all my will power and professional standards as a medical professional to keep from leaning my nose into those orbs and taking a good long sniff. I mean, have you ever smelled grapes fresh after a rain fall? Just like that, and somewhere, in the back of my mind, I wondered how potent his scent would be after a long, sweaty training session...
Never the less, all the while, He didn't dare look me in the eye, far, far too shy and embarassed as I peered at his privates, my muzzle mere inches away and I chuckled gently. Poor little guy, he looked as if he were going to faint, and who could blame him if he did!? I stood up for a moment and in that moment when I let go of him, he instantly covered himself with both paws as best he could-but no matter how he tried, I still noticed his erection popping out from between his fingers, as if trying to say hello, despite how much he desperately wanted to hide it. I snapped my fingers at my forgetfulness. I'd been lost in thought and actually had forgotten to perform this task, but now that I thought about it, there really wasn't any way I could stop myself from grinning. Kneeling back down, I rested my paws on his hips.
"Sweetie, if you don't mind..."I said, and gently pried his paws away from his erection. The chubby dino cock bounced forward instantly, bapping me softly in the nose and I laughed. He looked away again, giving a mortified whimper, and I wondered how he managed to keep so much blood in his face and his privates at the same time. Still, I didn't bring any more attention to it. I didn't need to considering what I was about to do. Slowly, I plucked the medical measuring tape from my pocket again, and with one paw, I firmly gripped his penis at the base. He gave a squeak at this, and I watched with wide eyes as a small droplet of precum bloomed from the tip of his penis and slowly trickled down the erected length. That purple shaft gave a shy throb in my paws and I had to stifle a murr. I'm a very, very naughty Koopa...I know. I can't help myself, I didn't know it before, but it was obvious that Yoshis were a major turn on, despite the fact that they could render me to lunch in the blink of an eye. I digress.
I rolled the tape out, making sure to take my sweet time, while this adorable, helpless dinosaur stood shyly in front of me, my paws wrapped around his fat penis, measuring it's length right in front of him. Finally, I retracted my tape and stood up, grinning gently.
"Five and a half inches. "I said softly, grasping my chart and jotting it down with the rest of my notes about him. He looked at me nervously and I knew exactly what he wanted to ask.
"...Well I've seen smaller. "I said. I didn't mean it to come out the way that sounded, but the result was too adorable for words. His cheeks flushed a dark shade of ruby, and he instantly clasped his paws over his penis, only to have just the head pop free from a hole in his fingers, and trickle another droplet of precum. I churred.
"Don't worry sweetie, I promise you'll fill out. You're still growing after all. " I explained, which I hope made him feel better- but I didn't see any sort of indication of such. He just stood there, trembling nervously, whimpering bashfully. I winced when he looked up at me, and I felt that naughty Koopa in me raising up again.
"See how big these are sweetie? "I asked, reaching down with one paw to cup his testicales softly. I idly rolled them about in my fingers, and watched as he whimpered and gasped, doing his best to hid the obvious moans of pleasure he wanted to let out.
"I'm pretty sure you'll fill out to match them. It just takes a little time. "I explained. This was turning into a game. He was looking away now, faintly nodding his head at everything I had to say, but he was desperately trying to hide from my gaze. There wasn't anyway to deny it, he was fighting a losing battle to keep from a naughty climax right there in my paws!! I forced down a vicious little grin and gave his full nuts a gentle squeeze, one finger tickling just underneath where they seemed to be the most sensitive. His privates drooled pre slowly down over my fingers and I simply chuckled, holding up my paw.
"Like I said- lots of creatures have the same reaction. Nothing to be embarrassed about. It's ok. "I cooed softly, noticing the way his cheeked flushed a dark shade of pink when he noticed all that pre cum he had let trickle all over my paw. I smiled softly, and looked at my tape measure, and then towards him.
"Maaaaaybe I made a mistake, let me take another look. "I explained, kneeling back down. He watched shyly, as I pried his fingers away from his erection and took free my measuring tape a second time. I'm absolutely positive, the only reason he didn't leave right then and there, was because he was hoping I'd read my tape measure wrong. Of course I had- he wad only five inches...but I had to give him his pride. I never expected it, but once again I was sitting, only a few scant inches away from that nice, chubby yoshi boy cock. It throbbed, begging me to end it's stiff agony, and I was so, so so very close to dragging my tongue across that plump tip. I'm sure that's all it would have taken to end the session with poor Grape having a sticky accident. But before I could ponder the moral ramifications of the decision any further, I noticed that scent flare up on it's own. Poor little guy, that musky scent of warm grapes was making me dizzy, and I was going to lose my cool if I didn't do something soon- so I did exactly what I told him I would do- retake the measurement. Only this time when I grabbed his privates, he gave a shy yelp, and I felt his hips arch towards me, another little trickle of pre running down his shaft. His face tinted a new shade of embarrassment, and he looked away, the tip of his tail shyly twitching. I smiled.
"It's ok baby, lots of growing young dinosaurs feel this way during a full check up. You aren't the first." I whispered softly, slowly pulling free the medical tape again. I rolled it gently over his penis, watching the poor, cute Yoshi's hips arch in a slow sway towards me. Another roll of pre decided to roll down his shaft and the boy gave a moan. Not a whimper, not a whine, not a squeak, but a moan. He instantly slapped both paws over his mouth and gasped, looking down at me, but I gave him that calm, reassuring smile I'd been giving him the whole time and shook my head.
"Sweetie, I told you, it's all right. "I said, softly, my fingers very, very subtly stroking along his penis, masturbating him as I read his measurements.
"Five inches only...I mean, Five and a half inches. Sorry kiddo, but don't fret, I promise it isn't so bad, ok?" I whispered. His eyes were both closed, but from the way his cheeks turned a dark shade of crimson, I could tell he heard me. his hips twitched again, sending that purple poker further against my soft, warm paws and I giggled softly, standing up next to him. I let him go- I had to- it was more fun that way, and he was seconds from splattering my lab coat with his juices. He looked up at me curiously, completely nude with a fat erection poking from between his thighs and I chuckled.
"Well I think...I think you're in tip top condition to compete for the try outs. Ok Sweetie?" I asked softly. He quickly nodded his head, and before I could say another word, he reached down, grasped his shorts, pulled them up, and went racing from my office, right outside into the jungle. I watched, quite enjoying the way his shorts waggled with that big beautiful tail of his, not to mention that full, chubby bottom underneath. Now you may be wondering why I decided to let such a catch like him go, but you must understand that while I am very attracted to the Yoshi race, I'm not one to go chasing off after people whom don't wish to be chased. ...sorta. It's really kind of funny with Yoshi's...hard to explain. Never the less, I digress from my story.
Now then, I'm certain I'll see Grape again, since he left his shoes- but far sooner then that, I heard the strangest sound. Almost like a "thud" against the side of my hut. Now, already I had a dirty little smile sliding over my muzzle as I approached the window, and the sight I received when I opened it nearly floored me.
Grape, had positioned himself outside, and was helplessly leaning against a tree. His shorts were down around his ankles, and in one paw, that adorable, throbbing member was tightly clutched. He was pointed directly at me, and my hut, but didn't seem to notice it, since his eyes were closed tightly, in the throes of pleasure. The Yoshi was masturbating, and very, very hard. In fact, He was spanking himself so hard I feared he might hurt himself- so I did the only thing I could do.
"Sweetie, you left your boots. "I coughed. his eyes shot open like...like...well, I don't know anything that moves quite that fast, and his face turned redder then Bowser's Flame breath. Caught in the act, I don't know if it was the embarrassment that triggered it, or the fact that he was there anyway, but suddenly, that naughty dino boy began to cum- and hard. If anything, those adorable bursts of Yoshi cream were shooting harder then my last encounter. Ribbon after ribbon of that sweet, sticky, naughty Yoshi juice fired like a cannon from his cute little dick, splashing all over my beautiful hut.
"Oh, oh, Oh no...I, I....mmm, I, c, can't stop! Ahhh, I, I'm sowwie, It feels, s, so...so....mmmmmm!!" Grape squealed bashfully. He looked so incredibly adorable trying to keep himself from orgasming, but all he could do was hold onto his penis as tightly as he could, gasping in mind numbing pleasure as his hips arched forward again and again, his huge balls emptying themselves against my hut. I frowned a little bit, and when he finally slumped against the tree, panting in pleasure and after glow, and pointed a finger at him, and crooked it towards me.
"Inside. " I quipped. He'd have to come back in to get his boots Yoshi's had very very sensitive feet. He gave me a glum whimper and stood up nervously, slowly trekking around towards the front of my building. And already I felt that naughty, terrible Koopa inside of me waking up- I had a naughty dinosaur to punish...and an entire afternoon to do it with.
The...end?
So, there you have it, my best shot at a squeal to "The Doctor Is IN: and, and, AND- I managed to slip in Team Soda Pop, just like I'd been promising! Eh? EH?! Come on, that's two Birdos with one stone! Hee hee.
And seriously.
Not.
Enough.
Yoshi.
Stories. (Chao. =3)