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Aika sat at the dining table, hunched over a sketchpad late in the morning. The house was empty save for the young coyote and her still slumbering older brother. Unlike her sibling Arrd, Aika had been awake for hours. She’d long since bathed, brushed her fur and adorned it with ribbons. She’d sliced some melons and berries for breakfast, along with some spicy dried meat. And all the while, she waited. Today, her brother was taking her to the family’s market stall. Or at least, he was supposed to be taking her. Arrd should have been awake and ready for work hours ago.

Aika glanced out a nearby window. Already, the sun had climbed nearly to its zenith, casting its piercing orange gaze across the Golden Plains. If Arrd slept in any longer, Aika thought, they wouldn’t even make it to the market until after the usual midafternoon lunch break. Aika shrugged, and went back to her drawing. She didn’t care how long her brother slept in. After all, Aika wasn’t the one who was going to get in trouble when their mother found out. Aika wasn’t the one with a habit of oversleeping and skipping work. More importantly to the young female coyote, the longer her brother slept in, the easier it would be to boss him around when he finally crawled out of bed.

Among other things.

She tilted her head, examining her latest drawing. In it, a male coyote was depicted on his knees, clutching his crotch in both hands. His eyes were over-sized and comically crossed, while his tail was all fluffed out, and kinked at odd angles. Nearby, a female coyote was sketched with her fists thrust up into the air in victorious pose. Several lines of scribbled laughter circled her. In another area, a sandaled foot was shown colliding between a pair of vaguely drawn legs. The word BONK was scrawled alongside them, along with several exclamation points.

The coyote scrunched her muzzle. The foot didn’t look right. Toes were difficult, she thought. Then again, so were fingers. And expressions. And fur. And really, drawing was difficult. She flipped back a page to one of her finest drawings. It was more a serious portrait, a drawing of her mother and father, seated together on an outdoor bench. She’d worked and worked and worked at it for hours, despite her parents’ eventual objections to posing for so long.

“After all,” Aika said to herself. “Someone has to suffer for art. And it couldn’t be me, because I was busy…um…arting.”

Aika turned to another of her proudest accomplishments. Her subject on that page was a female coyote named Reki, drawn with detailed fur and a lifelike expression. Reki, ostensibly, was her brother’s new girlfriend. Aika had her doubts that Arrd understood the meaning of the word ‘girlfriend’. Nonetheless, Aika and Reki got along well. As it turned out, they shared a passion for putting a certain male coyote in his place. And unlike Arrd, Reki proved happy to pose.

Speaking of which, Aika would have happily drawn a real portrait of Arrd as well, if only the big jerk would let her. So far, he’d rebuffed her every attempt to get him to sit still for more than ten minutes. Perhaps, with any luck, she’d have time to try drawing him while they were together in the market stall today. Assuming they ever made it there, that was.

Rustling noises from down the hallway drew her attention. Aika swiveled her ears forward. A thump emanated from her brother’s room. Pleased that Arrd was finally awake, Aika closed her sketch book. She hummed to herself as she rose from her chair, and stepped into her rope sandals. Aika skipped down the hallway, humming to herself. The motion left her bushy, gray and tan tail swaying behind her. Her favorite blue skirt swished around her ankles. Aika came to a stop just in front of the slightly ill-fitting wooden door to Arrd’s bedroom.

The door opened, revealing her still-groggy older brother. Arrd was a good head taller than his younger sister. His lean, wiry frame was shrouded in the same thick, silken gray and tan fur as the rest of his family. Arrd wore only a pair of black breeches, and his bed-rumpled fur stuck out at odd angles everywhere else across his body. Lately, an assortment of colorful ribbons were tied into his fur. Arrd scratched at a tan-furred ear, blinking down at Aika. Confusion etched itself across his face, his ears splayed.

“Aika?” Arrd flicked his tail, his head tilted. “Why are you standing outside my room?”

The little coyote only smiled. It was time for her favorite part of the day. Without another word, Aika stepped forward and snapped her sandaled foot up between her brother’s legs, aiming her kick squarely at the older coyote’s most private parts. Aika’s foot hit home, making sharp impact against both canine testicles. Arrd’s balls bulged out against his black breeches for a moment, like little ebony eggs on brief display. To Aika, the impact felt a bit like kicking a pair of plump, rubbery pecans. But to Arrd, the impact was agony Aika would never understand.

“AWWRRRP!” Arrd gave a high pitched, distinctly canine yelp, doubling over an instant. He grabbed his crotch in both hands, his eyes bugging out above his gaping muzzle. Arrd’s ears went completely flat, his tail sticking out behind him. Ever so slowly, Arrd’s wobbling legs gave way, and he sagged onto his knees, groaning. “Ooooooh!” Arrd’s eyes crossed a little, as if he was staring at his own nose. “Ooooh, my balls!”

“Morning, Arrd!” Arrd giggled up a storm, bouncing on her toes. “That was a good one!” She pointed at his expression, still laughing. “You look just like my drawing!”

Arrd slumped sideways against the door frame, his whole face twisted up. “Awwwww, my balls!” He squeezed his eyes shut, squirming in place. “Oooh, gods, my baaalls. I just got up, Aika!”

Aika put her hands on her hips, grinning at her stricken brother. “And you should have been up three hours ago! You’re supposed to be taking me to the market today, remember?” She cocked her head, one ear back. “Or, let me guess. You thought you could sleep in and blow off work just because our parents are out of town?”

“I dunno…” Pain stretched Arrd’s voice into a whimper. He rubbed himself, shuddering. “Aww, my frickin’ balls. Kinda thought you’d wanna skip work, too.”

Aika leaned forward, her ears up and tail wagging. “Now, why would I do that, when I could spend an entire day alone with my…” She reached down, patting him between his ears with every word. “Big, tall, brother?”

Arrd’s shoulders slumped. “Lemme guess. Now you’re gonna try and make me kiss your tail again?” Defiance soon filled his voice. “Well, maybe I oughta-”

“Oughta what?” Aika grabbed one of his ears, and gave it a threatening twist. “Tell on me for kicking you in the nuts for no reason?”

Arrd jerked his head away. “I was gonna say, ambushed me outside my room, but yeah. That.”

The younger coyote rolled her eyes. “Please. We both know you’re way too arrogant to tattle on your little sister. And I know how embarrassed you get when mom knows I kicked you down there.” Aika tapped her foot against Arrd’s protective hands. “So, if you tattle, I’ll kick your balls right in front of her.” She smirked. “Again. Besides. Mother says from now on, any time you skip work, I’m allowed to kick you in the balls.”

Arrd’s eyes went wide. His jaws hung open. “She did not.”

“She sure did.” Aika shrugged, flashing her brother her most innocent smile. “Or maybe she didn’t. I don’t remember. But she is awfully fed up with you missing so much time. So go ahead, tell her I kicked you. I’ll tell her all about how I waited, and waited, and waited, and waited-”

“Okay, okay, I get it.” Arrd glared up at her, his ears back. “So, now what? Was I right? I gotta play kiss the tail to make you go away?”

“Oh, you’ll be kissing my tail, alright.” Aika turned, grasping her tail in her hand, then bopping Arrd’s muzzle with it. “All day long.”

In the tribe’s old warrior days, there were few more humiliating, submissive traditions than being forced to kiss your conqueror’s tail. These days, Aika relished forcing her brother to do so when they were alone, and his balls were aching. What better way to remind him who really held the power in their household? Aika booped Arrd’s muzzle with her ribbon-adorned tail again, smiling at the dirty look it earned from him. Then, just as he leaned forward to get it over with, Aika pivoted and spun her tail back out of range.

“But not just yet.” Aika returned her hands to her hips, her tail smugly wagging in half-time. “First, move your hands.”

Arrd’s angry glare melted into a much more nervous expression. “Wh-what?”

“You heard me, big brother.” She lifted her foot, wiggling her toes. “You’re gonna get your silly little pecans kicked, again.”

“Aww, come on, Aika!” Arrd’s earlier defiance was swiftly replaced by far more anxious, plaintive tones. “They still hurt!”

Aika’s voice, meanwhile, was all too cheerful. “I know they do! That’s why I wanna kick them again!” She thumped her foot against his hands, with a threatening growl. “So, move your hands and give me a clear shot. Or…” She snorted. “Do I have to spell out my entire devious plan?”

Arrd’s ears drooped. “If I don’t move my hands, you’re gonna tell mom I skipped work again.” He swallowed. “And then she won’t let me spend any time with Reki and the girls. And you’ll kick me again, anyway.”

“That’s right!” She reached out and cradled Arrd’s chin, giggling. “See, big brother? You figured it out all on your own. Let’s make this easy. For the rest of the day, you’re gonna do whatever you’re told. You’re gonna let me kick your balls, and you’re gonna kiss my tail. And…” She lifted his muzzle, grinning down at him. “You’re still gonna take me to the market and teach me how to sell things. If you do as you’re told? Then once our parents get home tonight, I’ll tell them you were a perfect employee, and a loving older brother.” Then she blinked, giggling. “Well, maybe not that last part. Mom would never believe it. But I’ll cover for you, and she’ll never know otherwise.”

The older coyote slumped forward, his head hanging. “Do I gotta stand up?”

“Nah, let’s try it like this.” Aika tilted her head, looking him over. “I don’t think I’ve ever kicked you when you’re already on your knees, before. Now, move your hands.”

Arrd begrudgingly did as she asked, slowly moving his hands away from his groin. A rush of wicked excitement swirled in Aika’s belly. She’d kicked her bullying older brother in the balls countless times, but never had he been forced to allow her to do so. With any luck, she could back him into this particular corner more often. After all, she thought, it was important for female coyotes to practice their self-defense moves.

Aika lifted her foot, and pressed it between Arrd’s legs. The older coyote whimpered, clearly struggling not to shove her foot away and cover himself again. Aika rubbed her foot in a circle, feeling around for her targets. Something mysterious shifted against her toes, then it was gone again. Aika pinned her ears, unable to feel them as clearly as she had when she’d first kicked him.

“Hike your pants up.” Aika set her foot down again. “Show me where they are.”

Arrd stared at her, jaws agape. “Do what?”

Aika smirked at her brother. “Reki told me she hiked your pants up, so her friend could see exactly where to aim.”

The older coyote gulped. “I don’t think I like you talking to Reki, anymore.”

“You wanna get kicked three times?” Aika thumped her foot lightly between his legs, earning a little yelp. “Do as you’re told. Hike up your pants, and show me where your boy-pecans are.”

Arrd sat up straighter on his knees, whining. He grasped the hem of his breeches and tugged them upwards. Soon, two noticeable, oval shaped bulges presented themselves through the black material. Something vaguely tube-shaped was outlined above them. “There. Happy?”

Aika was happy. But she wasn’t done humiliating her brother. She savored her power, looming over the older coyote. “Point them out. Tell me what they are, and which one is which.”

Arrd looked away, whimpering. With his other hand, he pointed towards one of the two little eggs pressed against his trousers. “These are my testicles. That’s the left one.” He indicated the other. “That’s the right one.”

“I see…” Aika lifted her foot again, lightly tapping it against the coyote’s half-visible balls. They bobbled inside his pants. “Oh, yeah. That’s gonna make this way easier.”

“You’re enjoying this far too much.” Arrd snarled, his ears back and tail low.

Aika only patted his head again. “I sure am, big brother. You know…” She tilted her head. “Reki also said they made you strip naked.” Aika offered her most innocence-filled smile. “Is that true?”

Arrd quickly shook his head. “N-no…”

Aika barked dangerous canine laughter. “Guess I’ll tell Reki you called her a liar, then. I don’t think she’s gonna appreciate that. I wonder what she’ll do to you?” She tapped her toes against Arrd’s privates again, watching the little egg-shapes bobble. “Bet she’ll aim right here.”

“Okay, fine!” Arrd shoved her foot away from his crotch, snarling. “They made me go naked, alright?” Then he straightened up, forcing a smile as if to regain his own confidence. “That’s what boyfriends do for their girlfriends, after all.”

The little coyote rolled her eyes. “There’s no way they’re your girlfriends.” She reached out to tug on a silver edged ribbon tied around his ear. “Mom says these just mean those girls got to boss you around. And Reki says they get to kick you where it hurts, whenever they feel like it. You know, Arrd…” Aika put a hand over her chest. “That sounds like me! Maybe I should put a ribbon in your fur, too.”

Arrd gulped, his ears splayed. “That’s not something sisters-”

“And when Reki told me she got to see what your balls looked like?” Aika tilted her head, ignoring his protests entirely. “She said if I’m curious, maybe I should make you show them to me, too.”

Arrd’s ears pinned back in an instant. Aika could practically see the humiliated pleas and internal screams building behind his widened eyes. “You wouldn’t dare!”

“I sure would!” Aika bared her fangs, growling. “And you telling me I wouldn’t just makes me wanna do it even more.”

“Oh, come on, Aika,” Arrd said, his voice once more a nervous whimper. “That’s not funny!”

“It will be when I see your fuzzy little friends bouncing around down there.” Aika wiggled her fingers towards Arrd’s crotch. “And when I kick you…” Aika flung her foot forward, stopping just a hair’s breadth short of Arrd’s crotch. “Right in the bare ones!”

Arrd yelped, instinctively drawing his legs together around her foot. “Cut it out!”

The younger coyote pressed her foot up. Arrd’s testicles shifted against her toes, half trapped in place behind his breeches. Aika scrunched her muzzle, giggling. “I can feel them!”

Truth be told, Aika was awfully curious about male anatomy. After all, it was difficult to comprehend just how easily they were beaten by nothing more than a swift kick between the legs. Seeing Arrd’s balls pressed against his breeches was the closest she’d come to glimpsing her favorite targets. At first, she’d only suggested it to further embarrass her hapless brother. But the idea of forcing the older coyote to show her what his privates looked like left devious excitement coiling anew in her belly. Still, Aika hadn’t quite worked up the nerve to go that far. Yet.

“Move your damn foot!” Arrd grabbed at her leg, only for Aika to snarl at him.

“You shove my foot away again, and I’m adding squeezing your balls to my list of demands.” Aika had long since learned that threatening to squeeze her brother’s testicles almost always got her what she wanted. She made a fist in front of his face for emphasis.

“Okay, okay, okay!” Arrd released her, holding his hands up in surrender. “Don’t squeeze them!”

“That’s better.” Aika smirked at him, patting his head. “Good brother.”

Aika knew from her mother’s self-defense lessons that squeezing a male’s testicles was one of the most effective ways to hurt them. Of course, her mother only ever meant for Aika to use that knowledge to defend herself, not boss around her older brother. But, given the way Arrd used to bully her incessantly? As far as Aika was concerned, she was defending herself. After all, Arrd couldn’t twist her ears or toss her in a mud puddle if he was busy rolling around on the ground.

Several times before, Aika managed to get a good grip on one of her brother’s balls to fight back against his overzealous wrestling and unwarranted roughhousing. The way Arrd yowled and pleaded for her to release his precious jewel was music to the young coyote’s ears. Each time she squeezed and squeezed until Arrd admitted defeat several times over. Most recently, she’d clamped down on the silly thing until their mother came to Arrd’s rescue. Aika was awfully tempted to grab Arrd’s balls right now, just to see how long she could squeeze while no one else was home. But she knew if did that, Arrd would still be crying on the floor by the time the market closed. She’d have to save practicing that particular technique for another day.

But that didn’t mean she couldn’t threaten it. “Now, are you going to do as you’re told?” She reached towards his crotch, then made another fist, much slower this time. “Or should I play squeezy, squeezy?”

Arrd whimpered, his ears drooping. “What do you want?”

“You already know.” Aika set her hands on her hips. “You’re getting another kick in the balls. So, spread your legs and hike those pants back up.” She tapped her sandaled foot. “And no more arguing or making me wait, or I’m gonna do it twice.”

The older coyote did as she asked, even as he grumbled under his breath. “You’re the one who keeps pausing to threaten me.” Arrd tugged his breeches up once more, canine testicles outlined against the black material. “There.” Arrd snorted, spreading his legs a little further. “Anything else, Your Highness?”

Aika perked her ears. “Ooh, I like that. But since you meant it as an insult…” Aika reached out and cupped her brother’s chin. She leaned forward, smirking into his face. “Ask me for it.”

Arrd blinked. “Wh-what?”

“Say, kick me in the balls, Aika. Kick me in the balls.” She waited, her ears swiveled forward. “Go on.”

“I’m not gonna-Aaah!” Arrd gave a clipped yelp when Aika lightly thumped her foot into his still-aching testicles. He hunched forward, groaning. “Awww, come on, Aika, don’t make me say it.”

“What did I just tell you about arguing with me? And don’t you even think about covering up.” Aika bumped her foot between his legs again, giggling at the way it made the trapped organs bobble.

“Aww!” Arrd grimaced, grasped at his own knees to resist the urge to protect his balls. “Awww, you already got ‘em aching…” His muzzle scrunched, as if the ache was only now spreading.

“Good!” Aika pulled his muzzle up, forcing him to meet her gaze. “Now, say it. Kick! Me! In!” With every word, she sharply rapped her toes into her older brother’s nuggets again. “The! Balls! Aika!”

“Okay, okay!” Fearful resignation hung heavy in her brother’s voice. He tried to pull his muzzle away, but Aika kept a tight hold. He sighed, and murmured the words she wanted to hear. “Kick me in the balls, Aika.”

Aika shook her head, her tail swishing. “No, no. You can do it louder than that. It’s not like mother’s gonna hear you. The house is empty, Arrd! Ask me for it nice and loud.”

Arrd took a deep breath, then called out with far more volume. “Kick me in the balls, Aika!” His words bounced off the halls, echoing through the house. “Kick me in the balls!”

“Good boy, big brother!” Aika patted him between his ears. “Let me hear it one more time, to really savor it. And then I’ll forget all about how late you slept in today.”

Arrd glared at up her, his fangs bared. “Kick me in the balls, Aika. Kick me in the-”

Aika did. She surged forward, snapped her foot out, and kicked her older brother’s testicles as hard as she possibly could. The top of the young coyote’s tan-furred foot crashed full force into the bottom of Arrd’s balls. Both canine nuts were lifted by the impact, bulging further against Arrd’s pants even as they were pushed to either side of Aika’s foot. Unable to escape, they flattened between Aika’s toes and Arrd’s breeches. One of the buttons of Arrd’s pants flew open, giving Aika an ever-so-brief peek at something intimate, and gray furred.

“AAAAAAH!” Arrd shrieked and doubled over, hands flying to his crotch before Aika could even begin to puzzle out exactly what portion of male anatomy she’d just glimpsed. “MY BALLS!”

The young coyote danced out of the way as her older brother toppled forward, overwhelmed by the delightfully mysterious anguish. Aika loved that no matter how badly she hurt her brother’s balls, she’d never know what it felt like. The mystery of it made it all the more satisfying to kick him in the privates and watch him crumple. After all, no matter how many times she did it, it was lovely knowing he’d never be able to do it back.

“Awwwwww!” Arrd gave a high, whimpering groan as he crumpled onto his belly. Both hands ended up trapped beneath him, clutching his battered privates. His whole face contorted in pain, his muzzle wrinkled up, his ears flat, eyes rolled back. Arrd’s tail was curled over sideways, twitching. For a few long moments, he simply lay that way, still save for the trembling of his body, and the twitching of his feet, and tail. A few random whines and cries escaped him. “Aaah! Uuhhnnn! Arrhh! Aah!”

Aika thrust her fists up over her head, just like in her drawing. “Yes!” She bounced on her toes a few times, giggling. “Right in the balls, Arrd!” Then she lifted her voice, remembering anew that they were alone in the house. “Right in the balls! I kicked my big brother right in the balls!” She beamed, still bouncing. It was fun to get to shout that stuff out loud. “Right in the testi-thingies!” Aika knew what they were called, but it was way more fun to embarrass her brother with stupid names for them. “Got you right in the thing-a-ma-nuts, Arrd!”

Arrd however, paid her no heed, reacting only to the surely ferocious aching of his testicles. The older coyote slowly curled up into a fetal position, starting to cry. Aika tilted her head, watching in fascination. It was almost as if the worst of the pain took a few moments to really set in. Now that it had, Arrd was suddenly a sobbing, squirming mess.

Arrd rocked back and forth, still curled up. Tears ran down his face, cutting wet lines through his fur. His face twisted further, his eyes squeezed shut. He squirmed from side to side, groaning and sobbing. Arrd rubbed his legs together, privates still cradled in both hands. Eventually, he ended up on his belly again, only to stretch out and roll over onto his back. Then he writhed around a little longer, moaning and whimpering. Finally, he curled up once more, this time on his side.

“Ooooh, my balls!” Arrd sniffled, trembling again. “Oh, God, Aika! You really got me good that time.”

“Cool!” Aika only giggled harder at her brother’s pained admission. Then she leaned towards his head, shaking a finger at him. “And don’t even think this gets you out of taking me to the market. That’s still part of the deal, remember? Along with doing whatever else I say.” She tapped him on the nose. “Even if I get bored while we’re tending our booth. If I decide I wanna kick your balls again, you’re gonna let me.”

Arrd gave a low whine, shaking his head. “C’mon, Aika, not in the market…”

“Why not?” She straightened up, giggling. “You’re supposed to teach me how to work at our stall, right? I can sell things to customers while you’re busy rolling around on the floor.” Then another idea struck her. “Oh! Stay right there.”

Aika hurried back to the dining table. She snatched up her sketch book, and a few charcoal sticks, then skipped her way back to her stricken brother. Aika settled down on the floor, sitting across her from crying brother. She opened the book and laid it out on the floor, flipping to a blank page. At the top, she scribbled the phrase, ‘got him twice’. Then she sketched out a rough image of her brother, curled up on the floor, holding himself.

She soon outlined a tear puddle around him, giggling. “You always cry when I get you twice.”

“Because it hurts!” Pain stretched her brother’s voice taut, sapping his anger. “You got them both really bad, this time.”

Aika blinked, tapping her charcoal stick. “Isn’t that normal? Wait, does my foot only get one, sometimes? I have so many questions about kicking you.” She added the words, ‘got them both’ to her drawing, along with a smiling face. “Go on, then. Does kicking usually only get one ball?”

Arrd whimpered, rolling to his other side. “Sometimes it’s just the left one. But this time…” He groaned, curling up again. “Awwww! Gods, you definitely got them both!”

Aika giggled up a storm. “This is so much fun! We should talk about it more often after I get you! It’s like, sibling bonding time.” She added another word, and then drew a text bubble around them. Now it looked as if the picture of Arrd was saying, ‘definitely got them both’. She went back to sketching her sobbing brother. “But how come sometimes it’s just the left one?”

“I don’t know!” Arrd finally lifted a hand from his crotch, only to put it over his face as if trying to hide from her questions. “And stop drawing me like this, damn it!”

“No way.” Aika started a new image, this one showing Arrd on his back, a hand across his face. “This is fun! Besides, you never want to pose for me, so I may as well draw you while you don’t have a choice.” She drew a few little angry stars around Arrd’s crotch. “Reki’s gonna love these!”

“Do not show those to Reki!” Arrd moved his hand just enough to give Aika a horrified look.

Aika only smiled. “I show Reki all my drawings. She supports my artistic endeavors.” She narrowed her eyes. “Unlike my brother.” Aika waved the charcoal stick. “Now, you just lay there and cry. I’m going to keep drawing you until you’re done playing with yourself. And then…” She leaned forward, rapping his nose with the charcoal, leaving a little mark. “You’re going to take me to the market.” She leaned back, a devious grin on her muzzle. “Maybe I’ll even browse all those fancy boots the felines sell.”

Arrd’s tear-filled eyes widened. “B-boots?”

Aika shrugged, draping herself in feigned innocence. “Yeah. Reki says the felines make really sturdy boots. Maybe I’ll buy a pair, someday.” She hummed to herself, her tail swishing. “I bet then you’d start getting to work on time. Unless, of course…” She smirked. “You’d rather stay home and help me break them in.”

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