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This was originally to be a Christmas special. A little late, but think of it like that last unwrapped present you didn't expect, when you put away the Christmas tree. It's a fanciful little piece, consider it fan service if you will; there are certain things... That are very unlikely to happen in the story of Bump In The Night. So don't take it too seriously and, enjoy! If it's not your thing, then read no further.

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Katie smiled and watched the two boys; her brother and her cousin. Peter was growing up, not such a small squirt as he always seemed to be. But Tommy was too. She was sure they'd grown at least a couple of inches since the summer. Katie smirked. Maybe a few more inches, elsewhere.

They sat opposite each other, grinning and laughing under the Christmas tree. Those pine needles marked the carpet in a fine green shading; not too many, the thing wasn't one of those cruel chopped off dead trees. Peter was wearing a stupid red Santa hat with a bauble on the end. Would he shrivel up and die without something on his silly head? If it wasn't this, it was one of his stupid baseball caps.

"Hey, come on guys; don't keep me waiting. Are you going to open your presents or am I gonna have to come over there and do it for you?"

They turned to look at her in unison, askance. With sheepish grins, Tommy and Peter finally picked up the small gifts they'd prepared for each other. Her brother held his up to his ear and gently shook it, as if he could divine the contents. Peter rolled his eyes but after a moment, did the same. Next they started gently squeezing and probing the shiny paper wrapped objects.

Katie rolled her eyes now, "Come on! I want to see!" Her paws clapped together.

Tommy huffed impatiently, "Okay okay, jeeze..." Giving his sister a look, he turned back to Peter and winked. "I guess I have to go first, as I'm oldest."

The younger leopard pouted, "Aww man... I'll be eleven soon, you know!"

"Yeah but I'm twelve now. So nyah!" With a flourish, Tommy tore down one side of the wrapping, one sharp claw carefully employed. A shiny plastic package spilled out and thumped lightly on the carpet. He picked it up. "Huh... What is this..." This opened with less destructive means; a press-stud flap was the only obstacle. At last the contents were revealed. Tommy pulled it out carefully, held it up with one paw in front of his nose, wrinkling it, squinting his eyes. He blinked, held it with his other paw too, turned it around. The cub turned it this way and that, pulled at parts of it, until suddenly the shape was clear to all three pairs of leopard cub eyes.

"Peter! You bought me... underwear?! Is it even meant for boys? It looks so... skimpy." Tommy stared with wide eyes at the revealing underwear, barely enough fabric to cover a cub, so it was a good job they were. It certainly was for boys though; the front carried a bulge in the fabric that was meant for no girl.

Peter stared too, blushing, sitting on his hands as he tried not to giggle. The swish of his tail and the altitude of his ears gave him away though. "Don't you like it?" Now the giggles started, and those paws came up over his muzzle. Tommy stared open mouthed at him, and then started giggling too.

"You...! Y-you should open my present" Tommy pointed, and giggled more.

Eager to see now, Peter tore his gaze away from the garment and tackled his own special bundle of shiny paper. He tried to open it like his cousin had, but the paper tore inelegantly instead; the leopard pouted. Eyes widened a moment later though, as a similar looking shiny plastic package spilled out. Peter rushed to open it, tearing at the plastic, pulling, freeing what was hidden inside. His eyes went wide again. Tommy and Katie stared, more giggles resounding as cousin Peter held up a skimpy pair of leopard print underwear, almost the same cut as Tommy's.

"What the hell??" Peter's muzzle hung open and his tail hung slack. A moment later, with comedic timing, that silly Christmas hat fell of his head.

Tommy giggled more loudly. "They suit you." His ears perked happily.

Katie grinned widely as she watched the two boys, feeling very happy with herself. Slowly, she put one finger in her mouth, pulled it out, and languidly pointed at them. "Why don't you boys try them on?"

Peter reached down to grab the errant hat, placing it back on his head before looking at the girl. Did she just...? Tommy stared too. "What?! No! I couldn't, not in front of Tommy. Not in front of you."

"Aww, cousin Petey's suddenly all shy for once? Where was shy Pete last time you stayed?"

Peter blushed at that. Tommy looked away; suddenly Katie regretted bring it up. A moment later though, Tommy smiled and made everything okay. That naughty smile which spoke of secrets shared. Tommy turned that smile on their cousin and Katie's eyes widened; now Peter looked away in shyness. Did they... Had they...? A long moment stretched out awkwardly; the cubs squirmed.

Finally Katie lost patience. "Fine! If you boys try your stuff on, I'll try on my birthday suit and you can both watch. Deal?" Tommy gasped and stared at her. "Hey relax! Look, don't touch; I'm just staying over here."

Her brother seemed satisfied by that; there was to be no repeat of the last time with Peter and Katie, and rightly so. She started grinning. "And Tommy has to go first, as he's oldest."

"Aww man! But! But!"

Peter giggled behind his paws, rocking back and forth; this was a rare advantage indeed. "Yeah!" He pointed, giggling more. "Tommy's turn, Tommy's turn, Tommy's turn," he started chanting. The older leopard scowled, first at his cousin, then his sister. She only grinned sweetly back at him, sat cross-legged and tranquil.

"Fine! Just... Don't stare." Squirming, huffing, fidgeting, Tommy grabbed the sleek underwear and stood up. They'd seen it all before, anyhow. He stood there in shorts; the boys had forgone anything else today with the warm heating. A wiggle, a grip a push; suddenly he slipped his shorts and underpants all the way down, tail up. Before anyone could stare, Tommy quickly stepped through the leg holes of the new garment, quickly pulling it up, and finally on. With a flourish he stood back up straight and adjusted matters. The voyeurs were only afforded a a quick flash of things, but then everything was in order; everything was straight. Tommy stood proudly, one paw resting on his hip, wearing nothing but the most revealing underwear any of them had ever seen. After a time, he realised neither of them were looking at his face. Thin straps and a pouch; a pouch that seemed packed to bursting, all shiny and black. He looked bigger than his years. The cub gasped and flicked his tail nervously as he realised just what he was doing, and what they were doing.

"Hey! I said no staring! It's just silly underpants. Right? Right??" Suddenly self conscious, he moved paws down to cover himself.

"Nuh-uh! You cover up, you gotta go naked. It's the rules!" Katie finally looked him in the eye, daring him to argue.

His voice held a little quaver of protest, "But... It's so... Hey, it's Peter's turn!" All eyes suddenly turned to the younger cub; he squirmed.

There was no backing out now. After a moment he stood, muttering. As they watched, the cub hooked thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, then turned around.

"Hey! No turning around! Or you gotta do a forfeit!" Katie shouted out.

He ignored her and went right on like he hadn't even heard. Bending right down with his tail up high, the cubs were afforded an altogether quite different view. Tommy and Katie shared a naughty glance. In moments those shorts were on the ground, the new underwear going on, and then he straightened up and pulled it snug. Tail fastener round the back, adjustments round the front; finally Peter turned around.

"Ta-da!" He spread his arms out like he'd done a magic trick. Another set of underwear shocking to see on a young boy; not quite as minimal as Tommy's, but close. Sleek leopard print fabric hugged his leopard parts, all tight and snug. Graceful lines ran between his legs and round his sides, preserving the cub's modesty. Again, after a moment, he realised just what he was doing. With the twins staring, Peter began to squirm. "Aww c'mon, they can't be that great. Can't we look at Tommy?" They gasped and he realised just what he'd said.

"Oh Peter... I never knew you cared..." Katie grinned naughtily, her voice teasing. "I think I know what your forfeit will be."

His eyes widened. "Huh? What? But I... Hey! That's not--"

"Touch him."

Peter blinked. "W-what?"

A small grin. "You heard me. I said touch him. You like looking at your cousin so much, why shouldn't you have a quick feel? Now you boys are all dressed up, don't you wanna find out how snugly it all fits? You don't mind, do you Tommy?"

"Err--"

Mischief grew in Katie's eyes. "Do it. Do it now. Don't make me come over there!" Katie scowled at him and smoothed down her skirt; she made as if to get up, tail lashing.

Peter stared at his cousin with such an apologetic look, came a step closer and then reached out with one paw. Before Tommy could say anything, Peter cupped him. They both gasped and he pulled away, blushing deeply.

"Aww Peter come on... That's not enough for a decent feel. Get in there and give my brother a nice squeeze."

The younger leopard wrapped his tail around himself, squirming. "But you said quick--"

"Oh for heaven's sake. I guess I wont bother stripping off later--"

Another gasp came from both cubs as Peter reached in for another feel. This time the paw stayed over Tommy's bits and ever so slowly, he began to move his fingers. A glance up at Tommy, he was blushing just as hard, looking straight ahead. Peter gulped, and gave a very gentle squeeze, feeling the soft male parts of his cousin through the fabric. Tommy began to squirm and suddenly tried to twist away.

"Okay, phew; timeout, timeout!" Katie squirmed a little too, not that either boy saw; they were too busy with each other. A sly paw found its way under her skirt. "That's it... I think poor Tommy's finding this a little hard to deal with." She winked at him, and his paws flew to his crotch, hiding a flash of pink peeking out; the underwear could in no way contain that. "And Peter too, oh my." She softly giggled as Peter just about mirrored his cousin. "Silly boys. Okay, I think it's Tommy's turn now, hmm?" Her brother turned, stared at her and gave such a look. But he knew... He knew she'd like it, that she was okay with it.

Peter stamped his foot. "Hey! But mine was a forfeit! Why does Tommy have to-- Oh..."

The smaller cub murmured as Tommy stepped in, and cupped his cousin. He unconsciously widened his stance a little, as that soft paw felt under his bulge, lifting it. First the sensitive balls; he squeezed gently, so gently. Then higher, pinching that sheath through the snug fabric. Fabric growing more and more snug by the second. Peter shivered, eyes closed, cupped again, sheath still held. How was he... Peter's eyes snapped open to see Tommy feeling him with both paws. And those leopard print undies were growing badly stretched; soon they'd no longer hold him.

"Ack! What are you doing?!"

Tommy jerked back, seemingly caught in a revelry. But it was too late. He stared, watching as his cousin grew, as that shape filled his underwear. It filled it, tented it, and then his pink tip finally sprung free and nudged out above the waistband. The younger leopard stood there, frozen in horror, staring at Tommy as Tommy stared at his crotch. Pulse, pulse, pulse. With every heartbeat he grew bigger, longer, thicker. A hard ridge visible through the underwear now, and several pointy inches spilling out. It looked quite painful, all squashed in like that.

The older leopard squirmed, watching, staring, discovering his own garment had also become very tight. Too tight. Now he was in trouble too! Katie stared at the two boys, one paw over her muzzle, the other between her legs. Softly rubbing. Peter really was a growing lad; he'd outgrown his fine new pair. Tommy now was silently cursing himself. That familiar shape pulsed and grew, and in moments the pink was revealed. While Peter was too frozen like a deer in the headlights, Tommy had already become resigned to the situation. They'd all seen it before, so why worry, really?.

He blushed, gave a soft grunt, and adjusted himself. He pressed his paw there for a moment, pushing against his hardness, exhaling softly. Now Peter stared, eyes wide. Tommy glanced up at his cousin, then Katie, and blushed. He shrugged his shoulders and then freed himself from the tight fabric, pulling the front down and out of the way, under his balls. Peter gasped. His cousin's full sheath was laid bare, framed by silky black fabric, his erect pinkness jutting a healthy number of inches above it.

*******

The world faded to black. Katie rolled over in bed and softly moaned, one paw damp between her legs, the other holding her large tummy. She slipped a second finger into her vagina and grunted, not even really awake. It tingled. A loud exhalation and a third finger joined the rest in her small tight space. Slowly, they began pushing in and out, slippery and warm.

They were at it again. The boys were. They were... She gave another moan and moved that paw faster.

*******

Tommy touched the younger leopard in his private place. He cuddled him from behind and felt up between the boy's legs, up his crevice, and up under his tail. Peter shivered, and he did it again. Those soft fingertips dragged and grazed over his private opening. Not once, but many times, gently pressing against it, probing it, checking where it was. Peter felt strange and hot. He felt it, as Tommy pulled his paw out of the way and then pressed his erection there instead. It was warm. It was oozing that funny clear fluid. It was stiff. Tommy murmured softly and pulled his cousin tight against him. Digging his erection in. They spooned side by side as Katie watched; she was kneeling close to them, naked.

A soft exhale, then Tommy shifted. He moved down Peter's body, dragging his gently oozing willy down his buttocks, all the way down, and then it slipped between his legs. Tommy mmm'd, and pushed, his stiff erection angling to fit into that new place. It felt warm, tingly, safe. He sighed with contentment, gently pulled back, and found his original groove. Peter's groove, the leopard slipped up that warm crevice until it bumped under his tail. The two hugged closely again; Peter started gently stroking himself.

It was time. Tommy lifted his head up; he glanced at his sister and their eyes met. She nodded and chewed her lip, edging closer.

Tommy reached in with one paw to hold himself. He angled his hard willy outwards, and softly stroked it up and down Peter's crevice, the boy gave a little murmur. He did it again, more slowly this time, dragging his oozing stiff tip the whole length of it. The third time, and he gently pushed. Half way up, Tommy applied gentle pressure, slowly working higher, higher. There it was. Tommy swallowed, and gently pushed. Peter whimpered and flicked his tail; Tommy felt a tiny squeeze where he was pushing. He pushed, and felt his wetness increase. Just that gentle oozing, leaking like a drippy tap, but now it was all in one spot. He pushed his red willy, and things began to yield. Smooth and slippery, his tip started sinking into the younger leopard.

"Tommy, I..." Peter whimpered again.

"Shhh... I promise I'll be gentle..." The leopard wrapped a paw round his cousin and held him in a soft hug.

The angle was just right, and he pushed. Tommy sunk deeper. Katie closed the distance and crouched right next to the two, their wide eyes flicked to her. She shivered and spread her legs open, pausing before pushing two fingers into her slick vagina as the show unfolded.

Tommy backed up slightly, letting his own wetness spread over his willy, and then pressed into the other boy again. An inch. Two inches. Warm; impossibly tight. The cubs groaned in unison; Peter was gritting his teeth. Their eyes kept flicking to the lewd show Katie was giving them. Steady pressure, and a third inch sunk in. He didn't get much wider, and it seemed to be getting easier as the leopard relaxed. They cuddled, and as Katie watched, Tommy sunk his slick penis the rest of the way into his cousin. Buried to the hilt, not a gap between them. Katie gasped and leaned over them, staring at the point where her brother had buried his willy the final distance. She was almost on top of them. The leopard touched herself quite inappropriately, not caring if either boy saw. As she slipped that third finger inside, shivering, she even hoped they'd stare.

They were too busy with each other, however. Various moans and squeaks emanated from the boys. Tommy reached a paw round, smiling as he discovered Peter was still hard. Quite happily touching his own stiff willy, in fact. Peter squeezed on him; he shivered and began to thrust. Gentle and slow, lubricated by nothing but his precum, things were just slick enough and no more. The boys lay side by side, mating, lost to their very own world of pleasure. Peter kept on squeezing; he couldn't help it. Tommy screwed his eyes shut and rocked to and fro, to and fro.

Soft noises began emanating from Katie. Those wet fingers between her legs were growing wetter, moving faster; she moaned through clenched teeth. Contorted in an impossible stance, she crouched above the copulating boys with her nosepad practically touching their connection, the musky scent filling her nostrils.

He couldn't stop it, and he didn't want to. Tommy slid his stiff willy in and out and started curling his toes. His breath rasped over Peter's soft ears. His tail curled up behind him and Katie stared. With a long shuddering groan, Tommy began ejaculating. Deep inside his cousin; he began painting his rectum white. Wet squirt after wet squirt poured out of him; Tommy gasped and moaned and pushed. His young cousin squeaked and trembled as he felt himself being filled up with sticky wetness. There was just no stopping the flood; it pulsed deeper and deeper and deeper, Tommy let out a long moan. Peter whimpered then, and tensed his legs. Katie glanced down as the younger leopard started shaking and then squirting, then she gasped as a warm splatter marked her tummy fur in a pretty arc of white. Tommy groaned and squeezed his cousin, slipping deeper, ejaculating harder.

It was too much, Katie nearly overbalanced but then rocked back onto her haunches. Her tail flipped up high. She watched the mating boys, eyes wide, and started chirping. Spasms ran the length of her body; her tail flagged; her hips shuddered. She moaned and closed her eyes as the pleasure pulsed through her in an unstoppable surge. Her paw slipped out. The world started fading away as her sharp orgasm blotted out everything else.

*******

The pregnant leopard cub lay panting in her bed, alone but for a line of pillows. Sated, sticky, sleeping. Sticky paws between her legs, errant fingers slowly slipped free. The panting gradually slowed; she rolled onto her side; with her large tummy it felt better that way.

A naughty smile lit her muzzle and she pulled the sheets tighter round her body. A smile which had been missing for all too long. Perhaps tomorrow's dreams might feel just as sweet.