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Rainstorm had some trouble finding the right street, but finally, he pulled up into the driveway of the Petersen household. The mustang put his new Honda Accord into park and took a moment to appreciate the house. It was large, like every other one on the street, with a pleasant off-white or light yellow paint and contrasting black trim. He got out and clopped his way up the driveway and rung the doorbell.

It was a minute before the front door opened, and the tall stallion had to look down to meet the eyes of his dad's old friend, Jason Petersen. The little dhole lit up with a big, toothy smile. "Hey, Rain! Glad to see you, uh. Come in!" The small canine stepped out of the entrance, more for his own safety than to actually let the horse by. "We're almost done getting ready to leave, why don't I take you to meet Miranda?"

Rain stepped past Mr. Petersen and wiped his hooves off before the canine closed the door and started to head up the stairs. Even though he tried to walk softly on the hardwood floor it still seemed like the clopping was deafening like a hammer, which Rain apologized for but Jason laughed and waved it off, stating they invested in heavy duty coating for just such occasions.

Mr. Petersen knocked on his daughter's door and waited for a confirmation before he entered. The 11-year old girl was sitting at a desk that had all sorts of beads, marbles, gems, strings, wires, pliers, tweezers, scissors, and even a small dremel with sanding and drilling bits. The slightly pudgy girl had been working on a light blue themed piece with red accents.

"Hi Daddy!" she chimed happily as she took off her gloves and safety glasses. "Is that Mr. Rainstorm?"

"Yes, dear, he'll be babysitting you while we go out. You better listen to him and be nice, okay?" He turned to Rain. "I'm gonna finish getting ready, can't have my wife finish before me, right?" They shared a laugh as the dhole departed. "You two get to know each other."

The stallion looked around for a moment before he decided to take a seat on the pre-teen girl's bed. Rain was the first to speak after a moment of somewhat awkward silence. He smiled warmly, trying to be disarming to the obviously shy pup. "Hey," he murmured, "whatcha makin'?" He pointed over to the jewelry table.

The young canine fidgeted for a moment. "It's themed after my favorite character from this one show..." she started, and then paused. "You don't watch a lot of cartoons, do you, Mr. Rainstorm?"

The hoss shook his head with a little chuckle. "Just call me Rainstorm. Or even Rain. I'm your friend, yanno?" He smiled wide. "No, I watch mostly Discovery Channel, I don't know a whole lot about the cartoons you kids have nowadays." This made the pup frown some.

"Well, I don't wanna make you bored, it's just a silly show..." She looked like she was about to turn back to her station when Rain changed the subject.

From his pocket, he fished out a small black cardboard box. He held it out to the cub with his big grin. "I got you something since your dad mentioned you make jewelry. It's a ring, to try to help you get some inspiration."

Miranda looked from the proffered box to the horse for a second before she took it and slowly opened it. It was old looking, with the metal having lost most of its luster with some slight dings and scratches all around it. There were a couple of green gems embedded along the top of the intricately detailed band, and those too were scuffed and marked.

"It was at some antique shop, it wasn't that expensive," Rain said at Miranda's look of confusion from the gift. "Try it on, it actually looks like it'll fit!"

The cub spent another minute looking at it before she slipped it onto her left index finger. She blushed under her fur and gulped as she stared at it for a moment. Rainstorm didn't pick up on it right away, and right before he was gonna ask if something was wrong, Mr. Petersen popped back in.

"Hey guys! We're gonna be heading out here in juuuuust a minute, wanna make sure you've got all our info, Rain." He smiled at his daughter for a moment and failed to recognize her new gift. The mustang stood up with another groan from the bed and followed the father back out into the hall to confirm that all of their information was properly retained in his phone.

And with that, Mr. and Mrs. Petersen went out to their date.

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Rainstorm was a simple guy with simple tastes: macaroni, ramen, pizza, it all fit him just fine for nearly every meal. He decided to give the obviously shy cub a little bit of space, but soon dinner time was here. He went upstairs to the young girl's bedroom and, without thinking, opened the door without knocking.

Rain regretted it because laying on the bed with her face buried in the sheets where Rain had been sitting (he didn't notice this), was his charge without pants with her fingers buried in her immature snatch. She gasped and looked up at him, but otherwise didn't move. After a solid minute of eye contact and silence, the mustang shouted an apology before he slammed the door and quickly hurried down the stairs.

Another few minutes later, and Rain shouted from downstairs that he was ordering some pizzas and that they'd be there soon. He didn't receive a response, but that was just fine by him at that point. He sat in the living room and just stared at the television, not paying attention to what was on the screen. Some dumb cartoon.

When the pizza arrived, Rain waited a couple of minutes before he called for Miranda. He was into his third slice before she came downstairs, with her eyes downcast so far that she bumped her shoulder into a wall on her way to the kitchen. Rainstorm didn't say anything, he just slowly finished his third slice and waited for his charge to return from the kitchen before he got up for a fourth one, just to have something pleasant to focus on instead of the awkward situation.

The horse returned with his food, sat on the far end of the large sectional sofa, and just stared at his pizza and his plate. He don't know when it happened, but suddenly the dhole was sitting next to him hip to hip after she had been sitting on the opposite end of the couch. The mustang was startled into a gasp and he looked down to the girl, who was still looking down -- but he couldn't see that her eyes were turned towards his lap instead of her own.

"Hey, don't worry about earlier," Rain suddenly said, which was the cue for Miranda's turn to be startled. She suddenly looked up at her babysitter's face but avoided eye contact, and then turned her head back towards her lap. "I should've knocked, and it's perfectly natural to -- god, have your parents even given you the birds and the bees yet?" Miranda nodded without saying a word. "Good, okay, so -- you know kind of how your body works, but it's natural to have urges like that. There's no reason to be embarrassed. I'm sorry for not knocking." She just nodded again after a moment.

Rainstorm leaned over to hug Miranda, which again startled the dhole, but she relaxed into his warm embrace. They sat there for a minute, and when the mustang released the embrace, the cub couldn't resist anymore and suddenly buried her face into the babysitter's crotch. This made him shout in surprise, and then give a slight shudder as his large, sensitive package was nuzzled into and ground against with some quite serious intent. His pouch gave a throb of life, and it took another minute for the mustang to pull the girl off of his junk.

"Jesus, Miranda, what the -- what are you doing?!" he exclaimed as he tightly held the dhole by the shoulders at arm's length.

The pre-teen was obviously ashamed of what she had just done, and she started to cry. "I don't know, I -- It's just, I --" Her speech degraded into unintelligible sobs from there, and after a minute of hesitation that felt like an eternity, Rain finally pulled his charge in to give her a warm, comforting hug. She cried into his shoulder, and they sat like that for quite a while. The mustang rubbed and patted her back gently and shushed her, and eventually, the youngster finally managed to calm down to simple sniffles.

"It's okay, we just -- don't, uh, don't tell your parents, and uh... How about you finish eating and head back up to work on your necklace?" Rainstorm spoke gently with an edge of nervousness. Miranda nodded and hopped down from the horse's lap to grab her pizza and rather ravenously finish it. She washed her plate off before she ran back upstairs to her bedroom, all without having said a single word to her babysitter.

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A couple of hours passed, and it was getting to be bedtime. Slowly and quietly, Rainstorm went up the stairs and, after a long hesitation, knocked on the cub's bedroom door. He waited for her to bid him to come in before he opened the door, and found the young girl at her jeweling station. "Hey kiddo, bedtime," he said with a soft smile. Miranda nodded and headed to her closet to get pajamas. "Goodnight, Miranda. I'll be sleeping on the couch if you need anything."

The dhole girl nodded again, still speechless. This worried Rain a little bit, but he decided it'd be best not to press anything for now. He closed the door and went back to the living room to keep watching Top Gear on Netflix. Just one more episode, and then he'd change into his flannel PJ pants and nod off on the comfy couch.

His dreams started off normally enough, he thought. Sports, food, Miranda sucking his huge, fat nuts -- wait a second...

The stallion blinked his eyes in his dream as he looked down at the little dhole. It was definitely the same young girl that he had just said goodnight to with her tiny muzzle stretched to its limit to fit a ball and a half in. His long, thick shaft was terribly hard and drooled its clear arousal all over the 11-year old girl's hair. He couldn't control himself though, he just groaned as Miranda moaned into his sack about how fantastic it was, its size and taste and stench were all just heaven to her.

The horse tilted his head to the side some and saw the pudgy girl with a paw down the front of her panties with a pool of her juices visible under her rump on the invisible dream floor. He didn't even think she'd be able to leak like that. The thought of a girl, even this very underaged one, dripping so massive (or even squirting) just from getting to suck his balls made him feel like the biggest stud ever.

And suddenly he was awake on the couch with a loud gasp. He sat up as his prick throbbed and deposited a hot load all over his chest and belly, the blunt member having snaked its way out of his pajama pants in his sleep. It seemed to go on forever, the orgasm stronger and going on for longer than any recent one, even after he hadn't been laid in months. Eventually, he had to sit up before the goop would run off of his torso and onto the couch, it'd be easier to clean off the floor than upholstery.

After he wiped up the floor and the excess from his belly, Rainstorm sat back down on the couch and stared at his cock, which had refused to go soft even after the powerful climax. The dream, along with his persistent erection, troubled him greatly. He tried to get the image of the innocent young girl out of his head, but it was no use. Before his dick would even start to go soft, he had to go to the bathroom and masturbate twice, all the while thinking about Miranda on her knees in front of him, with each orgasm as strong as the one that had awoken him.

With his half-mast stuffed back into his pants, he tried to go back to sleep on the couch and eventually succeeded, but his dreams would return to thoughts of the dhole girl once more. This time, she didn't just worship his balls, but his large horsecock, too, which she could barely even fit the unflared tip into her maw. She begged for it, for his creamy load, Miranda wanted the adult inside her, she started to sound desperate. But there was no way he'd fit into her...

In reality, that is. He caved in his dream, and he watched his dream-self pull the little girl into his lap, he watched as his engorged tip dragged over her incredibly tiny box... And impossibly, her lips yawned apart and accepted his proud meat. He wasn't gentle with her, and she loved it, he fucked her like he would someone he'd brought home from the bar. He filled her with a massive load, and then flipped her over and fucked her in the ass in the same nearly brutal but entirely consensual fashion. The dream ended with her back on her knees, first with his dick buried to the hilt in her maw, and then with her mouth all over his sticky, messy sac.

And then slowly, things started to feel... Too real. The stud suddenly sat upright and came, just like before, but this time the sensation of lips on his balls didn't stop. Shocked, he looked down to find Miranda, laying on her front between his legs, with the waistband of his sleeping pants hooked firmly behind the balls that the dhole girl suckled on with gusto.

He moaned the cub's name while he had an orgasm that was stronger than the previous ones, and this time he couldn't stop the flood of his seed spilling onto the couch. He couldn't move a muscle voluntarily as his body spasmed from the ministrations of the pre-teen. And as his balls contracted and relaxed from his incredible climax, the little canine just suckled and lapped and nuzzled into them with more eagerness.

Once his balls literally became sore from the prolonged orgasm, Rain found the willpower to push Miranda away from his crotch. The girl cried out indignantly at first as if something she was entitled to was being taken from her, but the sound died down when the trance she had been was broken. She stared wide-eyed at the stallion and the massive mess that he had made -- that she had helped him make -- and suddenly felt sick to her stomach.

So did the babysitter. They stared at each other with eyes as wide as could be, neither moved an inch, neither barely even breathed in the tense situation.

It was many long minutes, feeling like an eternity before Rainstorm wordlessly got up to fetch several towels to clean up the new mess. The 11-year old fled to her room once more to leave the horse to make sure the evidence of their tryst was removed entirely. It took a lot of time and effort, but eventually, Rain was pleased with the outcome of outing his cum. When he checked his phone after the whole ordeal, it was only 5 AM. He didn't go back to sleep this time.