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A little day out on the town Part 2: Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are fictional. They are my creation and intellectual property. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely a coincidence. This piece contains underaged as well as micro/macro relationships. Some details have been fictionalized for simplicity sakes. You have been warned.

"Sooner or later we all take our own turn in the position

someone else was once in."

-Ashley Lorenzana

The two returned home after the movie was over. Pent had gotten pretty small barely coming up to the other cub's shoulder. Arthur walked in back, watching as the fox occasionally tripped over his own pants. The puppy eventually had to take hold of the other cub's shoes, for he was having too much trouble walking and holding up his pants. The Eskimo had to hold back occasional fits of laughter as he didn't want to seem like he was being hateful. The destination was Arthur's house which took a bit longer than normal due to the kit's trouble with his clothing.

They eventually arrived and Pent texted his brother about staying over at the other boys for the night. Samaliel didn't mind much since it was the weekend and the younger one had done his chores anyways. Besides the older fox was glad that Pent was finally being social with someone other than himself. Once inside they avoided Arthur's mother as to not stir any suspicion about the fox boys predicament. It was pretty late but they had met their curfew and the woman was simply relaxing watching TV.

"Welcome home, boys. Don't make a mess alright?" Arthur's mother chimed in without taking her eyes off her favorite show.

"Yes, mom. We promise to be good." Arthur responded warmly as he locked the door behind them.

Once they were inside of the puppies room, Arthur shut the door.

"Hehe. Like being little, Pent?" The boy asked in a joking matter.

"It's different, I guess." Pent would never formally admit if he liked it or not.

"Don't be such a sour sport. You enjoyed yourself in the theater, right?" The puppy asked a rather rhetorical question.

"Well, yeah but what about you?" The fox wanted to return the favor to his crush.

"Maybe when you're a big boy again." Arthur joked and laughed heartily.

"That's not funny, Arthur. I want to make you feel good too." Pent was one of mutual satisfaction.

"Can it wait until tomorrow? I'm kinda tired." The puppy stretched and yawned.

"It's not even that late." The fox looked at the clock and it was shortly after 9 o'clock.

"Can't we just relax and cuddle then? I just want to be lazy. We can even share a bed if you want." Arthur suggested being as romantic as possible.

"Oh...that sounds nice." The fox blushed a bit of the thought of sharing the space with his friend.

"You need new pajamas though." Arthur suggested since the cub was still essentially holding up his pants from falling up.

"Yeah, I can't fit in this now thanks to you." Pent didn't seem to mind much though.

"You can wear some of my old stuff. How does that sound?" The puppy went over to his wardrobe since the other cub didn't have much choice in the matter.

"Sure. This stuff is like wearing Samaliel's stuff now anyway." The kit kicked off his loose jeans and then took off his shirt, still holding up his oversized boxers.

Before long the puppy came back over with some clothes for the fox tried. Pent didn't have much issue changing in front of Arthur since they'd seen each other naked countless times before. Still, he always hesitated before doing so. Eventually, he relented and stripped himself entirely before taking the time to try on the temporary change of clothing. It took him about a minute or so as it was a bit tight. The fox decided to deal with it since he had no other choice.

"How do I look?" Pent asked in Arthur's old clothing.

"Like me when I was 9 or 10...haha." Arthur said with a loud chuckle.

"Very funny..." The fox wasn't quite as amused as his friend.

"Oh come on, don't be such a Debbie Downer. I'm just playing around." The puppy reached his arm around his smaller friend.

"Thanks, Arthur. It's fine." Pent hugged him back.

"Let's go to sleep, I promise you'll feel better in the morning." Arthur figured teasing his friend wasn't a good idea anymore tonight.

"Okay." Pent looked up at Arthur and the puppy kneeled down a bit to kiss him.

Pent returned the affection and the embrace lasted for a short moment before it was finally broken. Arthur eventually changed into his own pajamas before going into the bed first. The puppy patting the side next to him as a gesture for the fox to join him. Pent joined him and the Eskimo soon draped his arm over the other boy. Arthur pulled his friend in tightly and gradually sleep overtook both of them.

The fox wasn't that tired and remained there motionless for a good hour. His mind was rampant with thought. He knew he liked being smaller but he wanted to please Arthur in the same way he was pleased earlier. Slowly he slipped out of bed, careful to lift the other boy's arm from Pent's side. Pent's smaller form made it easier to slip out undetected. Looking back, Pent could see that Arthur was still snoozing quietly. The fox went back to where Arthur had dropped his clothing into the hamper.

He rifled through the stash and sure enough, the cubs pants were right on top. Pulling them out, he stuffed his hands into the front pockets. There was nothing inside. The fox had forgotten what his friend did with the pills from the other day. Looking around he saw a familiar pale orange jar on top of Arthur's work desk. Pent smirked as he recalled the thing from earlier, looking over again to make sure his mischief was still undetected. Arthur was still snoozing away, his arm slouching over the side of the bed.

The fox went over to the desk and pulled the little vial down from on top of it. He could still reach it easily enough and the top was simple enough to remove. Pent poured the pills into his paw as they rolled around his black paw pads. The same red and blue pills popped out from before. The cub took two blue pills and placed them on the desk before dropping the others back into the vial. The kit had to be sure that nothing would be out of place in the morning, so he put the vial as close to where it was before.

Pent had no water to drink it would and he certainly didn't want to turn on the bathroom faucet and risk waking Arthur up. Instead, he decided he would just swallow them. He picked them back up from the desk and quickly threw them into his maw. They were pretty tasteless and easily swallowed. The fox was content that the deed was done and made his back to where Arthur was sleeping. Slowly but surely the boy crept back into the bed, lifting up his friend's arm so that they remained joined side by side. Fortunately for the kit, the combination of medications made him sleepy and eventually he fell asleep as well.

The next morning came before long. Pent was the first one to wake up as his puppy friend was always a late sleeper. The fox awoke quite sore and achy, though he didn't mind much. He assumed it meant his plan had worked. He needed to be certain though and slowly got out of bed. The fox was lucky his friend was a sound sleeper as this was the second time he was able to slip out from underneath Arthur's arm. His clothing was stifling him and even his slight movement away from the bed caused both the shirt and underwear to rip.

Pent smiled as he felt confident enough that he'd taken enough of the stuff to at least outgrow the silly clothing Arthur had given him. Still, the fox wasn't sure how big he was. Luckily for him, the puppy kept a height chart near where the bathroom was. The kit head over to where it was. His little underwear giving way with his elongated movements and his shirt tearing a bit so it could accommodate his larger form. He stood up with his back against the wall and used his hand to level his head against the makeshift chart. Being careful to move away without moving his hand, Pent looked back and compared the bottom of his paw to where Arthur's most recent mark was.

The fox smirked when the bottom of his paw was barely just shy of where the puppy's pencil mark was. Pent figured he'd better get dressed, assuming he could easily fit into Arthur's stuff. He had borrowed his friend's stuff before so he didn't think it would be a big ordeal if he went through the dog's stuff to find something to wear. The kit went to over where his friend's wardrobe was and began to ransack through it. Starting at the top drawer, the boy found a suitable pair of underwear and socks. Pent took a quick sniff of the socks but they didn't smell like anything, which was a little disappointing.

Once Pent found some suitable clothing and got dressed, he felt a little bit better. He was glad that he was fitting into Arthur's clothing and wondered if he might get any bigger. After all he'd always been smaller than Arthur and he saw this as a way of returning the favor from last night. The fox was excited at the prospect and immediately went over to the bed where his friend was still snoozing. Standing over the other boy Pent gently shook him and tried to jar him from his state of slumber.

"Wakey wakey rise and shakey." Pent said trying to be funny.

It took a moment for Arthur to eventually rouse. His body rolled around as if he was trying to avoid being woken up.

"Oh come on, you can't sleep forever." The fox tried shaking him more abruptly this time.

This time the puppy rolled forward and off the bed. His body stopping at the foot of Pent who had to cover his mouth in an attempt to not laugh.

"Ow...M-morning..." Arthur murmured now finally awoken from his extended slumber.

"Morning sleeping beauty." The fox laughed at his own reference as Arthur came to.

"Good one. Wanna get breakfast?" The puppy looked up at his friend who looked different than before.

"Yup, I'm starving." Pent was famished and rubbed his stomach to show he was hungry.

Arthur eventually stood up and sure enough, finally realized what had happened to Pent.

"Did you...stop shrinking?" Arthur was a bit confused by the predicament.

"I guess so. Maybe you didn't give me enough pills?" The fox acted unsure of himself.

"I suppose. Whatever. You look a little big though..." The puppy-sized himself up next to his friend who was bigger than he remembered.

"Maybe I had a growth spurt?" Pent said half-joking.

"That's unlikely. I think something else is going on." The taller boy was no dimwit.

Pent contemplated telling him but really wanted to surprise him but he also didn't want to mislead him either.

"Didn't you say returning the favor had to wait until I was a big boy again?" Pent referred to the comment Arthur made the other day.

"Uh...I guess I did." The Eskimo knew he didn't mean it literally but it seemed Pent took it that way.

"Well,...hows this for big?" Pent stepped in and hugged the puppy.

"Good...I guess. I wasn't expecting this though..." Arthur was feeling rather insecure and unsure of himself.

"Heh, well I can't be the only one having fun now can I? It wouldn't be fair." Pent

"Yeah, I know. I was having fun making you happy, though." The puppy was one who liked to please others.

"You're sweet but you know I'm not selfish. How about I make us some breakfast to start off the day?" Pent asked trying to be a good friend.

"Sure, waffles sound good." Arthur always liked the sound of warm food and breakfast was his favorite meal of the day.

"Great. You just relax and take a load off and I'll go and get food ready." The fox had made breakfast enough times to not need help.

Pent finally broke the hug and made his way to the kitchen. Arthur followed behind as he wanted to make sure the fox didn't burn himself. The two entered into the kitchen which was cold on their bare paws. The puppy pulled a chair up to the table and watched Pent begin his work. The kit was rather quick in grabbing things. He began by pulling out the waffle iron and put the liquid mix over the top of it as it started to bubble. Before long the familiar scent of baking wheat began to fill the room and Arthur couldn't help but sniff at it.

While he waited the fox went into the fridge and got each of them an orange. The only juice he could see inside the fridge was apple juice and since he wasn't quite comfortable with juicing fruit, he figured that would fit well enough for its purpose.

"Where's your mom anyway?" Pent asked figuring she was at work or something.

"She's probably out getting groceries. It's the weekend and it looks to have stopped snowing for now." Arthur looked out the window as he said that.

"Ah, alright. It does look like the fridge is pretty empty anyway." The fox looked at the shelves again before shutting the door.

Pent poured each of them a glass before he cut the fruit into quarters and put half on each boys plate. By this point, he assumed the waffle was ready and went over to check the iron.

Sure enough, it was so the cub dumped the waffle onto one of the plates before repeating the process a second time. Pent handed Arthur the now finished meal to his friend before waiting for his own to finish cooking. Of course, the puppy had good manners and waited for his friend to finish making his own before starting on his dish. It wasn't long before the fox got his own waffle and grabbed a bottle of maple syrup before sitting down with Arthur.

"Bon Appetit" The kit deferred to his cliché french accent.

Arthur was the first one to dig in as he was quite hungry and the scent of food always made him hungry, regardless of the last time he'd eaten. The dog was deliberate in cutting his waffle into 6 pieces before finally dousing it in delectable maple syrup. The fox however first cut it into four before splitting each piece into another 2 pieces. Pent watched with a smile as Arthur took the first bite.

"Well, how is it?" Pent asked as he wanted to know what Arthur thought of the meal.

"Pretty good. You're not a bad chef at all." The puppy kept it short before continuing to shovel it into his maw.

Pent had to hold back a giggle before he began meagerly delivering the food into his mouth in much smaller bites.

The kit suddenly got an idea as he slowed his pace of eating so that Arthur would expect nothing. Pent raised his right paw and guided it over to where Arthur was sitting. Gradually his foot met Arthur's and the fox gently pressed it against the other boys. The prospect of playing footsie with Arthur made Pent excited. His whole body tingled with anticipation as his claw brushed against the ankle of the other boy. His body crept up ever so slightly larger...as his clothing became just a little tighter on him.

The puppy looked up suspiciously as the kit's paw played with his own. The dog wasn't about to leave him hanging as the two dangled their toes against each other. Steadily Pent raised his paw higher, resting it on the other boys jointed paw leading up towards his ankle. Pent continued to lift it higher so that his paw eventually drifted towards the seat of the chair. Arthur was looking over at Pent with a smile, unsure of exactly what he had in mind. The boy didn't have to wait very long before he found out.

The fox allowed his foot to rest on the top of the seat of the chair before gradually pushing his foot backward. Fortunately, the table was small enough that the ball of Pent's foot just barely touched against Arthur's crotch. This made Pent a little more eager, teasing it just a bit with his biggest toe. The tingling feeling filling through him again as his paw reached just a little closer to the other cub's groin.

"Heh...maybe we should go somewhere more private?" The puppy suggested as he didn't want to be caught by his parents.

"Sure..." Pent agreed that was the best course of action and withdrew his paws attention before finishing the rest of his meal.

When Pent stand up, the reality of his actions became apparent. Arthur was now smaller than the fox. It wasn't by much but the puppy now had to look up at his friend.

"Uh...you grew again? How much of the antidote did you take?" The dog asked wanting to be sure his friend didn't turn into a giant.

"Only two pills but this is pretty neat don't you think?" Pent patted his friends head and ruffled his head fur.

"I guess. I mean as long as you don't get too big..." What the cub hadn't been told was the fact Pent hadn't actually made an antidote and rather just a counter-reactant.

Pent knew this but hadn't planned on it actually being more potent than his shrinking pill. Though he hadn't really allowed the red pill to take full effect.

Once they were done cleaning up, Arthur led back into his room. Occasionally he glanced back at Pent who was following closely behind. After going inside, the puppy locked the door behind them and looked at Pent expectantly. The fox didn't need to be asked and guided his friend to the bed and allowed him to sit down. The now smaller cub laid back and looked up at his friend who loomed over him near the bedside.

Pent eventually stepped up on the bed causing it to creak under his weight.

"I know you don't like paws as much as me...but I thought I'd try something you might like." Pent wasn't entirely sure Arthur would be into it but he wanted to share regardless.

"O-okay." Arthur was a little uncertain of himself since this was pretty uncommon but he decided to just roll with it.

The fox peered over the puppy below him and smirked. The grin on his face was priceless as he lifted his paw once again, balancing on his remaining one. He held himself up on the wall as the bed was positioned right next to it in order to give his body some more stability.

Eventually, the foxes paw grazed its way over the other cub's crotch. Arthur arched his back a bit as it touched his boyhood. Pent smiled as he felt rather content that his friend was enjoying it. Gradually the excitement was building inside of him as the familiar sensation of itching began to rock his form. The fox felt his body stretch and the bed creaked below him as his figure shifted ever so slightly. Arthur closed his eyes as the other cub's paw pads rubbed against his crotch. His own loins steadily rising from the increasing pleasure. He was enjoying this much more than he thought he would.

Pent didn't stop there and used his toes to corner the other cub's cock between his digits. It wasn't to cause pain, but instead to apply a little bit of pressure to the boy's sensitive area. Arthur moaned a bit and it was loud enough that the kit overheard it. The foxes smirk grew only larger as the tingling in his body buzzed ever more present. Bit by bit he watched the boy below him slip ever further below him. Arthur could have sworn the boy's weight was increasing but he refused to open his eyes in an effort to deal with the increasing pleasure he was experiencing.

The bed beneath them began to creak evermore as the cubs increasing body weight began to put more stress on its frame. Before long Arthur couldn't control himself and unzipped his own pants since apparently, Pent wasn't bothering with undressing him. The moment he was almost undressed, Arthur's member sprang up against his boxers and pressed directly into the crevice between Pent's toes. The larger boy deftly maneuvered his toes and drug his boxers down just below his sheath and balls. The twos flesh were now joining in the show of lewd affection.

Pent watched as Arthur's boyhood twitched under his attention. It made him delirious with desire and he had to use all of his self-control not to pleasure himself. After all it wasn't about him today and despite his own hardened flesh, he decided to ignore his own needs. It was rather hard but he was managing to do it so far. After another few seconds of toying with Arthur's cock, his member spasmed and squirted out a few streams of hot seed onto his friend's foot.

"Erm...Wow..." The puppy's body sat there motionless as Pent's attention ceased for a moment.

"Glad you liked it..." The fox stepped down from the bed as the floorboards beneath him creaked.

Now that he wasn't so focused on his friend, Pent looked around the room and everything seemed off. Looking himself over, his clothing was scrunched up and the button on his pants had popped off. It looked like he was wearing little kids clothing. It seemed as if he had grown again. Pent couldn't help but curious at how big he was. Arthur took a while before his body fully recovered. Eventually, his breathing returned to its original resting rate.

"That was...different. I always imagined myself doing that to you. Erm...you're even bigger dude...look at you!" Arthur looked up at the fox whose body was barely confined in the borrowed fabric.

"I guess so. Pretty neat right?" Pent seemed rather pleased with himself.

"I mean...yeah but you can't keep getting bigger dude. Eventually, you're gonna outgrow the room. We need to get you back to normal!"

"Maybe you're right?" Pent thinks about the prospect for a moment and then realizes the reality of the situation.

"Heh, well you're the science enthusiast here. Figure it out." Arthur sat up and pulled his underwear and pants back up.

Pent knew full well the brevity of the situation. He'd made plenty of concoctions in the past to alter size. But curing the changes was not something he'd mastered yet. Of course, as a kid of science, he wasn't about to let that stop him. As Arthur stood up he got a grasp at how big the other boy really was. His ears were pushing against the ceiling and the cubs head was getting dangerously close to the roof of the room.

"I don't really think it can wait. We need to work on this before my mom finds out." The dog suggested calmly trying to stay in control of the situation.

"Yeah, you're right. Do you still have the mock lab setup I gave you?" The fox asked looking around again and seeing no indication of it.

"Yup, it's in my closet. I always put it away so no one messes with it." The Eskimo went over to his little storage closet and poked himself inside.

After a few moments, he pulled out the chemistry set. It was nothing compared to what the fox had at home but it was better than nothing.

Arthur set the thing up so that it was on a flat surface near where he normally studied and did homework. It was a pretty small space but he figured they couldn't risk going downstairs. Pent used one of his claws to prick his finger and drew a little blood. He'd done it many times before so the practice didn't make him uneasy.

"Grab me a band-aid will you?" Pent took one of the examination slides and placed a small spec of blood on it.

The smaller cub soon returned with the medical strip and pent placed it over the small wound. Fortunately, despite the large amount of fur around his fingers, he was able to apply it with ease.

After Pent examined the sample through the lens, he got an idea. His red bed cell count seemed to be high but the rate at which they were dying off was rather quick. This most likely meant that the situation would resolve itself in time. The question the fox had was; How long would it take? The kit had already linked the growth to his own excitement, so he figured that so long as he remained calm he should return to normal and hopefully the treatment would wear off.

The fox explained this hypothesis to his friend who listened attentively. It was still pretty early and Arthur's mother wasn't due back for some time.

"We could hang out here for a while and just chill. We gotta keep you calm so it wears off. Then when it gets closer to the time my Mom gets home, we can go to my treehouse." Arthur's plan of action seemed flawless.

"Alright sounds good." Pent ruffled the other boys head fur and sat down on the floor.

"We can just play games till then. I know you don't like it but at least it that much will help pass the time." The dog set up the gaming console on his TV once again.

"I'm fine with whatever as long as you enjoy it, I will enjoy it too." Pent smiled warmly as he folded his legs and sat on the floor.

For the next few hours, they played all number of sorts of games. Despite there being a few occasions of excitement for the fox, his body slowly but surely returned to normal. Arthur's mother didn't return until lunchtime and by that time the fox was his normal self again. It seemed everything was going to be alright. But the question remained; Would they toy with the pills again? Only time would tell.