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Cover art by RisingDragon. Used with permission. A commissioned sequel to Teasing Tabitha by strangetales and Twins Night Visit by RisingDragon

Tabitha's step-mother knocked on her bedroom door and opened it, peeking inside. She was a racoon, just like Tabitha's two step brothers. "Come on, sleepyhead! If you don't get up now, we're going to be late!"

Blinking her bleary eyes, Tabitha stretched. She let out a little groan. Maybe it would have been a little easier to wake up if those little racoon twins hadn't been sneaking into her room at night... She slowly lifted herself up out of bed.

"Good, good," her stepmother said. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to come wake you up a third time. I have things to get ready too, you know! Big day today!" With that, she shuffled out of the room, leaving the door open so she could yell back through it, "And make your shower quick, or we'll have to deal with huge lines when we get there!"

Hastily, Tabitha put her pajama shorts on over her undies. She did not want those twins to come in here and find her in only her panties and a white T-shirt!

Once she had that, she grabbed her swimsuit - that cute yellow one in case she met one of the boys she liked at the water park - as well as a skirt and a top to go over it. Then, just as Mom would want, she headed straight for the shower.

It was just across the hall from her room, and blissfully unoccupied. No scampering little raccoons in sight. Were they busy enough elsewhere to finally give her a little peace?

Once inside the bathroom, she kicked the door closed behind her and laid her clothes out on the countertop by the sink. She turned to lock the door ... but not fast enough.

"Hi Tabitha!" Travis said, bursting in through the door so fast it almost hit her.

Trent was right behind him, zipping right in as if it was no big deal. "Morning, Sis!"

"Hey!" Tabitha yelped. "You can't be in here! I have to get a shower!"

Travis ignored her, going straight toward the shower stall and pulling back the curtain. Trent got distracted by her clothes hanging off the edge of the countertop, climbing on top of the toilet seat to get up higher and paw at her little yellow bikini.

Tabitha cracked the door back open. "Mom! Tell Trent and Travis to get out of here - I need to take a shower, and I can't do it with them in here!"

"They need showers, too, and we don't have enough time. You'll just have to shower with them, dear."

"But Mom!"

"No buts!" The sound of bustling and packing came from the direction of the kitchen. "Don't worry - they won't bother you, and they're too young to even know what they're looking at."

With a frustrated whine, Tabitha closed the bathroom door and turned back to face the two little problems she'd have to deal with. Not again...

They were already peeling off their underwear. Tabitha quickly looked away, staring into the mirror instead. She did _not_need to see their little dangly bits. This was embarrassing enough already - her reflection was already blushing back at her in the mirror!

One of them turned the water on in the shower. The other - Travis, she thought, though their voices sounded much alike - called to her: "Hey, come on! Get your clothes off and get in the shower!"

"No way!" She crossed her arms over her chest and tried to avoid blushing even more. "You're crazy if you think I'm gonna put on a show for you two little--"

Water splashed her, instantly making her jump and making her fur stand on end.

"Hey!" she yelled out, turning toward them ... only to be hit by another blast of spray.

Trent stood on the edge of the shower, holding the detachable spray nozzle up toward her - how did he even reach that? - and Travis cranked the handle on the tap again.

Cold water blasted her, soaking the whole front of her body. "Ugh! Cut it out you little twerps!" Didn't they know that cats hate water?

"What's the matter?" Trent snickered. "You're gonna get all wet at the water park anyway, right?"

"That's not the point! You guys can't just--" She jabbed her finer at Travis. "No! Don't you dare turn that water on again!"

"Come on and get in the shower, then!" Travis nudged his twin brother and pointed at her. Both of them started giggling like the little imps they were.

"And just what do you think is so funny?" She looked down at herself, where they were pointing and staring at. Her plain T-shirt was plastered against her chest, with her small breasts and pink nipples clearly visible through it. Blushing, she covered herself with her hands. "You... You little--"

They sprayed her again.

She held her hands out in front of her, trying to block some of the water, but that only let them see her little tits again. "Quit it! You're making a huge mess!"

The water turned off again. "We'll stop when you get in the shower!"

Tabitha didn't believe that for a minute. But she was already soaked and she needed to get these wet, clingy clothes off, and besides, it wasn't like they hadn't seen her naked before... With a sigh and a theatrical roll of her eyes, she grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt and started pulling it up.

As soon as the fabric blocked her vision, she heard the twins scampering over toward her. It was shocking - but not terribly surprising - when she felt their little hands pawing at the waistband of her pajama shorts.

The soft little shorts slid down her legs easily, and by the time she managed to squeeze herself out of her wet shirt, they were already tugging at her panties.

"Hey!" she said in ineffectual protest. "That's not--!"

Her panties flipped down, exposing her completely. She quickly covered up her little kitty pussy, but the twins pulled her panties all the way down her legs, leaving them around her feet along with her pajama shorts. Already, they were touching around her thighs, grabbing her butt, and generally making a perverse nuisance of themselves.

"Ugh!" She kicked her soaked shorts and panties off from around her feet. They hadn't helped with that part. Of course they hadn't. "You two are just, just ... impossible!" she shouted, stomping over into the shower.

They, of course followed right behind her every step of the way. Not that it was a long way, of course. The bathroom was awfully small, especially for three.

And the shower itself wasn't much better. Tabitha only had a moment to enjoy relative privacy behind the curtain and hang the shower head back up before Trent and Travis squeezed themselves into the shower stall with her.

Tabitha did her best to ignore the way they groped her everywhere they could reach, even when Travis brazenly slid his hands back and forth over her pussy lips. She clenched her legs together, but she had too much of a gap between her thighs to stop his little hands.

Once the water was warmed up well, Tabitha quickly started work on shampooing and brushing her fur. The faster she got cleaned up, the sooner she could get out of these boys' reach.

Trent whined up at her, "Tabitha, I need your help!"

"What?" she snapped at him.

He pointed down between his legs. "It hurts. Make it feel better!"

When she looked, she immediately regretted it. Seeing their little sheaths and balls was bad enough, but the sight of Trent's little red cock poking upward made her cheeks burn hot. She turned away instantly.

But the view in the other direction wasn't much better. Travis's cock was out too, even as he pawed at her inner thighs. "Yeah, come on!" he said. "Help us out."

"No!" She pushed Trent's hands away from her pussy, even as she tried to ignore Travis grabbing both ass cheeks from behind. "You think I'm going to do anything for you after the way you sprayed me?"

Travis rubbed his hands around in circles over her ass cheeks. "You're getting sprayed now, and you're gonna get wet at the water park later. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal?" Tabitha stomped her foot down, making a little splash on the shower floor. "That water was cold!" She turned around and bent down to scold him properly. "And you're the one who's going to clean up all that water on the floor! I'm not cleaning up one drop!"

Miraculously, Trent didn't do anything with her pussy lips while she bent over in front of him. But the angle of the shower's spray suddenly started to change...

"Aaah!" she shouted, her whole body going rigid as Trent held the shower sprayer right up against her pussy. "What do you think you're--? Mmmn!" Holy crap, why did that feel so good? Her legs trembled in place as the tingling water made her whole lower body thrum from the inside.

"Yeah!" Travis shouted. "It's working! Do that some more!"

Tabitha couldn't make up her mind if she wanted more or wanted them to stop. She'd never felt like this before! And it was like her mind - not to mention her body - just wasn't working right anymore. All that was getting through was the insane tingling pleasure of that spraying water.

It just seemed to build and build! Every time she thought she might be getting control over herself again, another wave of it would come, blowing her away again as Trent happened to hit just the right spot.

"Keep going!" Travis said. "She's almost..."

Before she knew it, the pleasure built up to more than she could contain. It spilled out of her, _burst_out of her, making her cry out incoherently and drop to her knees onto the hard shower floor. It didn't even hurt, though. There was no room in her body for anything other than the fountaining swell of ecstacy that bloomed up from between her legs to flow through every last little bit of her.

When Travis took the spray of water away from her pussy, she could finally recover a little. Down on her hands and knees, she stared at the shower floor, her mouth open and her tongue out, sucking in deep breaths she hadn't been able to get while her body convulsed.

Two little racoon feet appeared on the shower floor right in front of her. Still panting for breath, she slowly raised her head, her view traveling up Trent's legs until she was looking straight ahead - straight at Trent's little red cock poking up out of his sheath.

Her mouth was already open, and Trent took advantage of that. He just pushed his hips forward and stuck his little red cock straight onto her outstretched tongue.

She closed her mouth. Too late. That just closed her lips around his modest - or immodest - little girth. He groaned and thrust in and out.

Before Tabitha could spit Trent's cock out or do anything else about it, Travis came up behind her. He grabbed her by both ass cheeks and slipped his slender red cock right into her still-pulsing pussy.

"Yeah," Trent said. "Now it's feeling a lot better!"

She scowled up at him despite the blush all over her face, but it was wasted - he had his eyes closed as he enjoyed her mouth.

And it wasn't like she could get up or anything. Despite Travis's small size and inexperience, her just-orgasmed pussy twitched around his little cock every time he moved inside her, sending jolts of debilitating pleasure through her whole body.

That was the thing. Even she couldn't deny that it felt good, and that was more than a little bit of the reason she didn't get up, didn't slap both of these raccoon boys off of her, and didn't leave them to take care of their own problems in the shower. As the two of them inexpertly humped into her from either end, she even started actively working her tongue over Trent's cock. She could wrap it almost all the way around his meager girth. Of course she told herself she just wanted to get him off quicker and be done with this, but...

"Ooh," Travis said from behind her. "And what's this? I like the way it wiggles in and out!" Without any warning whatsoever, he reached over and plunged his thumb right up Tabitha's asshole.

Tabitha cried out around Trent's cock, her eyes bugging out as all three of her holes were plugged. What the heck? Didn't these twins have any respect for--

Trent came, squirting his warm little dollops of cum right into the back of her throat, making her cough. It splattered out and leaked from her lips, but that didn't stop Trent from grabbing onto her head and holding his cock inside until he'd given her every last drop of his little load.

Apparently, the way she clenched as she coughed really agreed with Travis, because he increased his pace to a jittering crescendo as her pussy squeezed around his cock and her asshole squeezed around his thumb.

Just as Trent finally pulled out of her cum-dripping mouth, Travis came too. She could feel it in the way his hands clenched - including stretching her asshole cruelly! - and the way he groaned ... and she could just barely feel his little cock twitch-twitch-twitching inside her pussy.

"Hey!" she cried. "Pull out!"

But it was too late, of course. By the time Travis pulled out of her pussy - and her asshole - his cock was already drooping down, with one last little white drop dripping from the tip of it.

"What the heck were you thinking!" Still on her knees, Tabitha spun around to look Travis right in the eyes. "You can't cum inside there! You'll... You'll--"

Reaching behind himself, he grabbed the shower sprayer. "Ew! Your mouth is all drippy!" And before she could stop him, he sprayed her right in the mouth.

Yanking the sprayer away from him, Tabitha spat out the warm shower water and sticky raccoon cum all at the same time. "Blame that on Trent!" she said. "He made it that way!"

"Nuh-uh!"

How dare he deny that? But whatever. She turned her ire back on Travis. "Do you even know what you just did? You could get me pregnant!"

Travis cocked his head to the side. "Get you what?"

With a wordless groan of frustration, Tabitha stood back up. She spread her legs and held the shower sprayer up against her pussy again. Maybe if she washed some of it out, there would be less of a chance...

"See, Travis," Trent said, "I told you she likes the water there!"

Tabitha did her best to ignore them ... but she couldn't ignore the feeling of the warm water streaming against her pussy. It was happening all over again - the intense tingling sensation, her legs going weak. But she had to keep it going. That was her only way to reduce the chances that Travis's stupid choice would become her stupid problem!

When it hit her again, it came so fast that it took her by surprise. She collapsed back against the cold shower wall, her legs shuddering uncontrollably, as another fountain of pleasure burst up through her from the inside out. She couldn't help herself - she let out a loud mewing cry as her body did its thing all over again.

The shower head dropped out of her suddenly limp hand and clattered down against the tiled wall. She slowly slipped down until she sat flat against the bottom of the shower. It was hard to even breathe, especially in this thick, steamy air.

A knock came at the bathroom door. "Are you three okay in there?"

"Almost done, Mom!" the twins shouted in unison.

"Good, good. We need to leave soon!"

Both twins immediately jumped out of the shower - leaving it running - and grabbed for their towels. It took Tabitha a bit longer. She had to shut off the water before she could get out, and her still-trembling legs just wouldn't quite cooperate.

By the time she got out of the shower and was almost dried off, both of the twins were already fully dressed ... which presented its own problem.

Still completely naked, Tabitha was working on drying out the last little stubborn bits of wet fur when Travis rushed up and grabbed her bikini bottom and the shorts she was going to wear off the counter. Trent was right behind him, taking her shirt and her top.

"Hey!" she yelled out. "Don't you dare!"

But it was too late. They flung open the door and ran out with her only dry clothes, leaving the door wide open.

Tabitha stomped her foot and hissed at them, but that didn't stop them from giggling and running down the hall. Those little brats!

She was _not_going to put those wet pajamas back on, not right after her shower! So that left her only one option. Wrapped in only her towel, she carefully avoided slipping on the still-wet bathroom floor and set off in pursuit of the twins.

It wasn't hard to find them. They were running in circles around the kitchen table, her clothes held up in their hands and trailing behind them like flags.

"Mom!" she cried out. "These two are just impossible! Make them give me my clothes back!"

Stepping in front of the twins' path, their mom stood big and intimidating in front of the two of them. They stopped right in their tracks. "Now aren't you two just the most mischievous little things?" She bent down and pinched both of them by the cheek, one in each hand. "But give your sister's clothes back. We don't have time to waste."

When the two of them proffered the clothes up to Tabitha, she quickly swiped it back with one hand, still holding her towel up with the other.

"Aren't they just adorable?" Mom said.

Tabitha stomped off toward her bedroom to get changed. "They're the worst!"

But her stepmom just rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Just wait until you have your own, dearie. Then you'll see it's all just in good fun!"

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