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The Goblins

Gideon, a clydesdale stallion, and Harold, a grizzly bear were preparing a meal for their old friend Greg and his family for their annual get together. "Hey Harold," called Gideon, “How are the steaks coming along?"

"Steaks and meat is coming along fine Gideon...and they're looking really good."

Gideon smiled as he came up from behind the bear and reached around to grope at his husband's crotch when the phone rang. "I'll get it," he said as the bear continued at the grill. The horse smiled as he picked up the phone but he frowned. "Yes, we know him.... I see," he said gravely, "We'll be there." He hung up as he went back out to Harold. "Harold, I think you might want to save the meat for later... Greg and his wife just died in a car crash. Eric survived."

Harold chuckled at the grope to his crotch but then felt saddened at the mention of Greg now dead. But, he was happy that Eric had survived. "Well, I gotta go get him...I can't let the boy live without his father."

"We'll both go," said Gideon, "After all, Greg did make us godfathers of Eric. It seems right that we raise him." Later at the police station, a tigress officer brought to the couple a human baby boy who was wrapped in a blanket. "Poor thing," she said, "He was still crying even after the crash."

Harold held Eric close to his chest, determined to protect his godson. "Don't worry. Gideon and I will keep him close and, I'm gonna protect him… He's mean the most to me ever since I first saw him.." Harold promised as he held Eric.

"And we'll both stay and watch over each other as a family," said Gideon. Later when they got home, after getting a few things from Greg's home for Eric, they set up a room for the human boy and Harold was rocking Eric while humming him a lullaby while Gideon smiled in the doorway to the nursery.

"Don't worry Eric...Papa Bear's here for you...he'll never leave your side.." Harold promised.

As the years went by, Eric had grown to love his fathers and they loved him more every day. One night when Eric was 9, Gideon set the boy on his lap to tell him a bed time story. "When I was your age, my father told me about goblins so that I would always be aware," he said, "Now, the most important thing you should know about goblins is this. Now listen very carefully. Real goblins dress in ordinary clothes and look very much like ordinary human people. They live in ordinary houses and they work in ordinary jobs." Eric sat there listening. He loved it when Gideon told him stories from his childhood. "Every country in the world has goblins," said the stallion, "And there is a leader, a chief goblin, for each country. And the ruler of all the goblins is the most evil person in creation... The Goblin King himself. Goblins spend most of their time plotting to kill children, stalking the wretched child like a hunter stalks a deer in the forest."

Eric's eyes widen in pure fascination and a bit of fear, "Is it all true Daddy?"

Gideon showed his left arm that had a crooked scar on it. "You know, I once knew a boy named Trevor, another horse like me, but we were both foals back then and lived across the street from each other. Trevor would often play hooky from his chores. We were walking back to our homes from school when I noticed Trevor was a few yards behind me. There I saw he was doing something that he wasn't supposed to do. Take candy from a stranger. It looked like a human man, but I knew there was nothing human about him. So I ran back home as fast as my hooves could carry me. That evening, I was eating my supper when I looked out the window and I was relieved to see Trevor was alright. But the next morning, that's when the change happened. I heard a shriek from Trevor's house and I rushed over to see Trevor burst through the door. I saw that he had grown feathers on his tail and mane and his mouth was replaced by a beak until he was transformed completely into a chicken."

Eric was wide eyed in wonder, "Wow...."

"Sadly, his parents didn't recognize him," said Gideon, "I tried to tell them, but they thought I was crazy. So, I kept my mouth shut about it." The stallion sighed, "However, my father knew exactly what happened and he told me what makes a goblin dangerous is the fact that he doesn't look dangerous. You can never be sure if it's a goblin you're looking at or a very nice human male. Real goblins hate children. Real goblins have green skin with ugly faces. Although, of course, they wear masks that itch and cause them skin rash. Do you know what skin rash is?" Eric shook his head. "Itching under the mask. Must drive them crazy. Without their face masks, they're very scary. They can only be distinguished from ordinary human males if you are sharp enough to spot the red tinge to their eyes. Real goblins have very sharp claws on the tips of their fingers, but they always wear gloves all the time indoors and outdoors. And real goblins have only two claws for toes on each foot. So, they only wear pointed shoes because their claws can penetrate round tipped shoes. Remember these things. But even though goblins hate children, they never murder them with knives or guns. That's for people who get caught. And goblins never get caught. And you remember me telling you that they have green skin? Well, they often wear long sleeved shirts and long leggings to hide their skin. It always gets hot for them even in the summer time." He looked over at the clock. "Okay, son, it's time for bed," he said, "Oh, and one other thing. Goblins are very cruel and they have a highly developed sense of smell. They can smell a child across the street in the dark. And child smells disgusting to a goblin. A dirty child smells like the ground the goblin walks on, but the cleaner the child, the more a goblin can smell it." "What sort of disgusting would a child be to a goblin?" asked Eric. "Like fresh dog's droppings," said Gideon.

Eric gets grossed out and shudders, "Yep, that does sound disgusting." Then he hugs his father, "Night Daddy."

"Night, son," said Gideon kissing Eric's forehead and Harold came in. "Good night, kiddo," he said hugging the boy.

Eric hugged his Papa Bear tightly, "Night Papa Bear."

When Eric was in bed, Gideon sighed as he pulled Harold into a kiss.

Harold kissed his mate back after he tucked Eric in. "I'm so happy he's now our son."

"It seemed only yesterday we brought him home... Just a tiny baby in your big paws," said Gideon as he rested his muzzle along side Harold's gazing into those deep, beautiful, forest green eyes.

"Now he's growing up, already getting ready to face puberty.." Harold sighed as he held his mate.

"Tomorrow night, I'll tell him about elves," said Gideon, "They're the sort who can break a goblin's spell."

"Good, last thing I want Eric to do is encounter a goblin, I don't want those nasty critters going near my lil cub." Harold said, ever since Eric was a baby, Harold always saw him as his cub.

"So, feel like making our own scent to keep the goblins away?" asked Gideon as he slipped a hand into Harold's underwear.

Harold moaned and slowly smirked, "Gladly..." he then strips down and kissed Gideon deeply.

The horse led Harold to their shower and turned on the hot water letting it heat up first as Gideon knelt down to suck the bear's cock.

Harold moaned as his mate sucks on his cock and began to thrust softly.

Gideon unbuttoned his flannel shirt and removed his jeans till he was as naked as the bear. His own cock was poking out and leaking pre.

Harold then gently squeezed his mates cock and stroked it nice and slow.

"Wanna top me this time?" asked Gideon softly, "Papa bear?"

"Sure thing sweetheart..."

Gideon grinned as he stepped into the shower and started to lather his mate in their favorite body shampoo as they kissed and hugged each other in order to share the lather between them.

Harold then rubbed the shampoo into his mates body and gave his butt a playful spank.

The stallion whinnied softly so as not to wake Eric as he turned to face the wall and raised his tail.

Harold then spreads his mates rump and then pushes his cock in nice and slowly.

"Oh... Breed me, Papa Bear," whimpered Gideon as he felt his knees weaken.

Harold smirked and began to thrust a bit faster and harder.

Both males panted and Gideon was stroking himself until he felt himself paint the walls from Harold pushing his cock inside all the way to the sheath.

Harold thrusted nice and hard into his mate while he kissed him deeply and then came deep into his stallion.

Gideon turned to kiss Harold lovingly as his stallion cum splattered all over the shower wall. "I love you, Harold," panted Gideon as he felt the shower rinse away all the cum and shampoo.

"I love you too Gideon..." Harold smiled and kisses his mate back gently.

The next couple of years for Eric were fine and peaceful. He grew into a fine young man with dark hair and blue eyes. When he turned 12, Eric and Harold had built a tree house in the backyard that was open and had plenty of space. One day, Eric was working on the tree house by himself when a man in a long overcoat, hat and shades was walking by sniffing the air. Eric was pulling up a basket of toys on a rope when one of his toy propeller planes fell out and the man caught it. "Hello, young man," he said, "What a magnificent tree house. Did you build it yourself?"

"Actually, my Papa Bear and I did.." Eric said.

The man threw the plane back up to Eric and he caught it. The man removed a shoulder pack with his gloved hands. "I've got something for you here," he said as he removed his shades revealing red eyes, "Something I think you'll like. Climb down and I'll show you."

But Eric didn't trust him, he just backed up into the branches, feeling a bit intimidated.

"It's worth a lot of money. There's nothing to be frightened of. I just wanted to give you this," said the man as he reached into his bag and pulled out a snake, "I found him on my walk. He's quite harmless." He wrapped the snake around his neck. "See?" he said, "Little boys love snakes." He pulled the snake off and held it up to Eric. "Here," he said, "He's yours."

But then Eric feeling scared called his Papa Bear.

"Look, look, look," said the man holding up his hands, "I'll leave him here if you like and then you can come down on your own and get him. They wriggle away quite quickly... Unless you tell them not to." He held the snake up to his face and whispered to the snake to stay and it obeyed.

But Eric kept calling for his fathers.

"Perhaps you'd like some chocolate instead?" asked the man as he presented a chocolate bar in gold foil.

But Eric wasn't trusting him as he climbed further.

"PAPA!" he cried at the top of his lungs. "He can't hear you," said the man making Eric look down feeling frightened. "What's your name? Is it... Eric?" asked the man with a smirk making the boy gasp, "Thought so. Well, here you are, Eric, a big bar of chocolate. If you cl-" "Eric," called Harold making the man look to the house and he scowled as he packed the chocolate bar back into his bag walking away. "Eric, it's supper time," called Harold as he came over and the snake disappeared as well.

"Papa!" Eric squeaked as he came down.

"Eric? What's wrong?" asked Harold. "Did you see him?" asked Eric, "I think he was a goblin. Gloves. Red eyes. He hypnotized the snake he wanted to give me. A real one."

"I don't think so Eric...I didn't sense one or scent one." He held his son close

However, the bear wasn't gonna chance Eric going to school on his own.

He accompanied his son to school, being careful and looked around

When Eric was 15, Gideon and Harold had given him two pet mice for his birthday.

Harold smiled as he held his son on his lap, "They're adorable aren't they my lil cub?"

"They're great," said Eric smiling at the two little white mice in the cage and he gave his papa an equally big bear hug.

Harold smiled and held his son, kissing his forehead and ran a paw gently through his sons hair

Gideon brought in a chocolate cake but as he set it down, he covered his mouth coughing and feeling weak in his knees.

Harold gasped, "Gideon!" He ran to his husband while Eric felt scared, "Daddy?"

Later at the doctor's office, a Labrador retriever doctor was telling Harold and Eric that Gideon had a small sinus infection. "Don't worry," he said, "I'm sure that with some rest and a visit to the beach will have him as good as new."

The two sighed in relief

"I'm sorry for spoiling your birthday for you, Eric, and for scaring you," said Gideon as he hugged his human son.

"It's okay Daddy..." Eric hugged his equine father back

"I'm afraid we'll have to put our vacation to the mountains on hold until Gideon gets better," said Harold, "But hey, how about you help me bring Daddy breakfast in bed?"

"I'd love to Papa."

After they got home, Gideon was laid out on the couch, which had bed sheets and a blanket for him. Eric hated seeing his dad looking so weak. But the big horse smiled as he had the boy sit on his lap so many times whenever he was going to tell a story. "You know, Eric, there was something else my father told me when I was your age," he said wrapping his arms around Eric, "He told me that elves are the only known people who can free a child from a goblin's spell. And now, I'm going to tell you how to recognize one. Would you like that?"

"Sure Daddy. I'd love to hear that."

"Well, elves are goblins who have turned from evil to good," said Gideon, "And once a goblin has turned into an elf, they can never turn evil again. And they start to change. Their face masks become their real faces and their red eyes become a light yellow green. They have regular hands so they don't wear gloves. Their hair is longer so they can hide their new pointy ears. And they're often mistaken for hippies from the 1960's. And you'll notice that they often go about bare foot or in sandals all the time since elves are in tune with nature. Oh, they have a keen sense of smell too, but they smell goblin magic so they hunt for enchanted children and restore them. Once, an elf came to Trevor and restored him to his family. So remember, goblins are those who wear gloves and elves are those who have bare hands."

Eric nodded, "Got it."

Gideon smiled and he lay down while still hugging Eric. "I love you, Eric," he said, "You remind me and Papa Bear of your human parents. Just wish they could see how much you've grown. They would've been proud of you."

Eric hugged Gideon tightly and closed his eyes as he thought of his human parents, sniffling a bit as a tear came from his eye, "Me too, Daddy."

The horse held Eric close rubbing his back humming softly when the door opened and Harold came in shirtless, but he had running shorts on showing off his muscled, furry chest.

Eric snuggled in his Daddy's embrace then smiled at seeing his Papa Bear

"Why don't you go up with Papa for a while," said Gideon, "I'll rest while you help him get cleaned up." Eric nodded as he got up to greet his papa.

Eric smiled as he walked up to his Papa and hugged him, "Hi Papa."

"Hey, cub," said the grizzly hugging his human son, "Wanna help me wash up for dinner?"

Eric smiled happily as his Papa hugged him. Even though he was 15, he still loved it when his Papa Bear called him his cub. "Sure Papa Bear."

Harold led them both to the master bathroom where they both stripped naked and Harold stood before the young boy in all of his muscular glory with a thick sheath and plump balls.

Eric blushed at seeing his Papa Bear naked, even though he showered with his Papa when he was just a lil boy but he always felt nervous cause he wasn't as muscular or toned as his parents, he was more a bit skinny and slender but he did have his cute pale complexion and a cute bubble butt, and that cute blonde hair of his. "Papa Bear, d-do I look cute?" He asked shyly.

"Of course you do," said Harold looking back at Eric, "Why? Is something the matter?"

Eric looked at himself at the mirror, "I-I'm not sure i like my body Papa...I feel small compared to you..." he said sadly

"Nonsense," said Harold as he came up to Eric and knelt down closer to his son, "You know what I see? I see a kind, caring young man who has a big heart and an open mind to share."

Eric smiled gently, there was a reason why well he was close with his Daddy, but with his Papa Bear, he felt real close with him. Eric hugged his Papa Bear tightly and sniffed softly, "Thank you Papa."

Harold smiled as he gave his human cub one of his loving bear hugs. "Any time, kiddo," he said softly licking the top of his head lovingly and sniffing the boy's scent.

Eric sighed happily as he stayed close to his Papa Bear, loving being safe and sound in his Papa's strong arms

Harold smiled until he noticed Eric's cock was growing hard, but he didn't tell the boy yet. "So... find anyone special at school?" he whispered nuzzling the human.

Eric was gently washing his chest, his cock was a bit smaller than Harold's as he nuzzled his Papa. "Well...I'm not sure Papa..there's no i can talk to."

"Well, you can talk to me and Daddy," said Harold as he wrapped his arms around the young human, "As a matter of fact, I was thinking of building our own private gym. You know to help you bulk up a bit. How does that sound?"

Eric smiled softly, "I'd love to Papa Bear." He said, just happy to be in his Papa's arms. He loved his Papa Bear very much.

"And since you're old enough, I figure it's time I told you about the birds and the bees... Or did you learn about that in school?" asked Harold as he could see Eric's cock was hard.

Eric felt his cheeks heat up at seeing his cock hard and shyly crossed his legs. "M-Maybe learned a little in school." He squeaked.

"It's okay," said Harold as he looked Eric in the eye, "I can walk you through how it's done if you want.

"Okay Papa..." Eric said softly, gently letting his legs relax, he was still a bit shy, but he trusted his Papa

Harold smiled as he cupped Eric's cheek and gently pressed his lips to the boy's in a gentle kiss.

Eric felt his cheeks blush but then kisses his Papa Bear back

The grizzly tilted his head to open their mouths a little so their tongues touched each other.

Eric blushed as he felt his Papa's tongue touch his and he squeaked a bit when he felt his Papa Bear's big paws touch his bubbly rump.

"You've grown so much, my little bear cub," whispered Harold as he lovingly nuzzled Eric's face and licked down the boy's neck.

Eric softly blushed, "R-Really Papa Bear?" He asked shyly, softly whimpering at the licks to his neck.

"It only seems like yesterday that you were no bigger than my own paws," said Harold as he caressed Eric's face and the bear had tears in his eyes.

Eric felt his cheeks blush but he gently kissed his Papa Bears cheeks

"And remember, it doesn't matter who you are or what you are as long as somebody loves you," said Harold softly, "Something my own parents taught me."

"Thank you Papa Bear." Eric said.

"I love you, Eric," said Harold softly kissing his human son again.

"I love you too Papa Bear." Eric smiled, kissing his Papa Bear more.

Harold smiled and then he pulled away slowly with saliva connecting their lips. "Now, I want to show you how to give a blow job," he said as he knelt down in front of his human offspring and gently stroked Eric's hard cock.

Eric blushed but relaxes as his Papa Bear's strong paw was so delicate with stroking him

"When giving a blow job, you have to make sure your partner's cock is nice and hard first," said Harold, "And then you give the tip of their cock a lick to taste and tease." The bear lowered his head to run his big tongue all over Eric's cock and gently lapped around it.

Eric moaned and closed his eyes, a cute little moan coming out of his mouth

Harold kept on licking and then he paused as he said, "And then you put your hole mouth around it and start sucking, but be careful with your teeth." He then took all of Eric's cock into his mouth and began sucking and bobbing his head up and down.

Eric lets out a very soft gasp and moaned at having his cock sucked

Harold kept on sucking and then he pulled his head off and stood up as his own cock was poking out of its sheath. "Now you try," he said, "Lick the tip of my sheath."

Eric felt nervous but he gently kneeled before his Papa Bear and gently licked the tip of his Papa Bear's cock

The old bear panted and his cock started to grow. "Good boy," he panted, "Keep going."

Eric gently kept on licking his Papa's cock. Licking it like a little kitten

"Okay... Now suck it," panted Harold softly as he caressed Eric's head, "Bob your head back and forth like I did."

Eric blushed and then began to softly Bob his head like Harold did

"Remember to savor your partner's flavor," said Harold softly, "It adds to the arousal."

Eric nods and slowed down as he licked at his Papa'w cock

"And how is it?" asked the old bear as he stroked the top of Eric's head.

"It tastes sweet Papa..." Eric said softly

"Today we're just gonna suck each other off," said Harold, "We'll wait on the breeding another time." He lay down on the floor. "Now, suck my cock while I suck yours. This is what is called a 69 position."

Eric nodded and then he gently laid on his side and spreads his long legs for his Papa Bear

Harold cupped Eric's rear and bobbed his head up and down on his son's cock. He could feel the human was enjoying this as much as the old bear was.

Eric moans softly when he felt his Papa Bear cup his bubbly rear and gently returned the bobbing and sucking on his Papa's cock

"And one more thing, Eric," said Harold, "We keep doing this till we see white fluid coming out of our cocks. That's called cum, or semen. It's how babies are made when a male does it with a female, but we'll discuss that another night."

Eric pants and nodded, sucking his Papa Bears cock some more

The bear resumed sucking on Eric and he panted as he felt close and he squeezed Eric's rump as he could taste the human's cock and the bear also came into his son's mouth.

Eric softly whined at the squeeze to his bubbly rear. Sucking his Papa Bear's cock more but then came in the bears mouth.

Harold sucked up all the cum that Eric had to offer and he could feel the young boy sucking on his bear cock and drinking his Papa Bear's cum.

Eric drank all his Papa bear's cum and then gently detached himself and cuddled against his Papa's belly

The old bear sat up and his cock softened out of Eric's mouth and he set the boy on his lap wrapping his arms around his son. "Did you like it?" he asked softly kissing Eric's forehead.

Eric panted softly and held his Papa Bear, not wanting to leave his arms, "Yes i did Papa Bear."

"I hope I wasn't too rough on you," said Harold, "It can be fun when rough, but we'll do that when you're properly trained and ready. For now, we should get properly cleaned up." He and Eric stood up again and the bear lathered his son up in body wash soap just like he did when the boy was little.

Eric nodded and stood still as his Papa lathered him. He felt relaxed and happily.

Then Harold stood still as Eric lathered his Papa Bear up in his body shampoo.

Eric was very careful as he lathered his Papa Bear up, rubbing his Papa's muscles, abs, pecs and belly.

Once lathered up, they stood under the running water kissing each other lovingly. "I love you, my little cub," said Harold softly, "When your Daddy has his shower, you can show him what I taught you. Okay?"

"I love you too, Papa Bear, and yes Papa." Eric said.

They dried off and once they got dressed, they returned to the kitchen and Harold started cooking dinner while Eric set the table.

Eric was smiling and humming softly, swaying his hips and rump happily.

Gideon woke in time to smell Harold cooking chicken noodle soup. The clydesdale smiled as he saw Eric setting the table. "Did you have fun?" he asked the human.

"Yes I did Daddy." Eric smiled

"I'm sure you'll have time to show me after dinner," said Gideon and he yawned as he stretched his arms and took a drink of water.

Eric giggled, just clad in a white tank top and some black briefs.

The old horse smiled as he eyed his son's frame. "So, did Harold tell you about the home gym?" he asked.

Eric nodded, "Mmhmm. Papa told me I can use it sometime to bulk up a bit."

"And what a handsome boy you'll be too," said Gideon as he came over to wrap around his son.

Eric giggled and snuggled in his Daddy's arms, "Thanks Daddy."

Gideon smiled and kissed his son's cheek. "Soup's ready," said Harold as he brought over a hot kettle and served each person a bowl.

Eric smiled gently and kept close to his fathers as he gently sipped from his bowl

After the meal, Eric helped Gideon into the shower and watched as Gideon stripped to show a more muscular body and the stallion had a much bigger set of balls and sheath than Harold.

"Whoa...you sure are bigger than Papa Bear, Daddy."

"Naturally," said Gideon, "Equine stallions are known for having bigger stamina and bigger cocks. I hope my size won't scare you."

"I-I don't think so Daddy.." Eric said softly

Gideon smiled as he watched Eric start the hot water and the stallion opened his arms for a hug.

Eric then snuggled up into his daddy's arms and hugged him

"Now, how about showing me what you learned today?" asked Gideon as they both stepped into the shower and they both started kissing each other.

Eric nods gently and cupped his Daddy's rump in his small delicate hands and gently licked his Daddy's cock

Gideon moaned as his own cock grew out and it was almost a foot long. "Remember, you don't have to force yourself to take all of it," said Gideon.

Eric nodded and then he gently sucked a bit of it

Gideon moaned as he leaned against the wall to let Eric suck him off and the human had become an expert at it by now.

Eric continued to gently suckle away at his Daddy's cock

"Good boy," moaned Gideon as he slid down to the floor while Eric kept on sucking, "Make me cum and then I'll show you something."

Eric continued to suck away at Gideon while he gently bobbed his head

The horse moaned as he panted heavily. "Eric, sit up for a moment... and hold your mouth open," panted Gideon, "I'm getting close."

Eric nodded and sat up, holding his mouth open for a bit

Gideon stood up and stroked his long cock in front of Eric. "Close your eyes, sweetie," he said and he grunted and heaved as his horse cum splattered all over Eric's mouth, face and body. The stallion panted as he kept on spurting for 30 seconds until Eric was completely painted in horse cum.

Eric panted and blushed a bit as he was now covered in his Daddy's cum but he did swallow some of the drops in his mouth

Gideon smiled as he knelt down to kiss Eric. "That was just one thing I wanted you to experience. It's called a facial," said the stallion licking up the cum off of Eric's face, "And now, I want you to stand up and face me while I'm against the wall." He got into position with Eric standing above him. "Now, I want you to thrust your hips forward with your cock pushing into my mouth and then pull out and repeat this. That's called humping," said the stallion, "You ready?"

Eric gently blushed and faced his daddy and then listened to him, "Yes daddy."

The old horse smiled as he opened his mouth and felt Eric begin a slow and steady rhythm while Gideon sucked hard on his son's cock as it went in and out of his muzzle.

Eric felt his cheeks heat up in a deep blush, he had never had this much fun as he thrusts in and out of his daddy's mouth

Gideon could feel Eric's humps quicken and he gulped down little drops or pre on his tongue and he kept sucking on his son's cock.

Eric softly moaned and shudders in pleasure at each suck to his cock

At last, Gideon felt his son's cum and he sucked down hard to give Eric a lot of pleasure.

Eric moaned and then gasped as he came early.

Gideon pulled his mouth off and kissed his son lovingly. "How did you like that?" he asked panting and holding the human close.

Eric panted and kisses his Daddy back, "I liked that Daddy...b-but I'm sorry if I came too early." He squeaked, his cheeks blushing in shame.

"It's alright," said Gideon, "I was counting on it anyway. But for now, I think it's bed time. We're traveling to Florida tomorrow after all." "Daddy? Can I sleep with you and Papa Bear tonight?" asked Eric. The horse smiled and hugged the human. "Of course you can, sweetie," he said kissing the top of Eric's head.

Eric smiled happily and kissed his Daddy happily. After the shower, Eric dressed in his casual white tanktop and his cute black briefs that accentuated his cute bubbly rump and then snuggled up with his Papa Bear

"Hold on, cub," chuckled Harold, "First rule sleeping with us: no clothes." "Harold," said Gideon, "If he wants to wear clothes, he can."

"Please Papa Bear." Eric asked with those cute big brown eyes of his.

"Well... Okay," said Harold smiling, "Though you sure you want to keep those clothes on when you have your bid ol' Papa Bear to keep you warm." "Just you?" asked Gideon chuckling. "Okay, and your Stud Daddy too," chuckled the bear.

"Yes Papa Bear. I wanna keep my clothes on, but I know I have you and Daddy to keep me warm." Eric smiled. He snuggled between his two fathers and curled up into a little ball.

Harold chuckled as he hugged his son. "Good night, kiddo," he said as he, and Gideon held their son close.

Eric fell asleep happily, happy to be safe and sound asleep in the arms of his fathers

The next day, the three of them were on the road and it took them about 4 hours to reach the Florida state line and all around, they could see beautiful beaches and they finally reached the hotel they would be staying at, the Hotel Magnifique. Eric had brought along his pet mice in hopes of training them to do tricks. It was at that hotel that a charity group called the National Society of the Prevention of Cruelty to Children (or NSPCC for short) were having their annual meeting. The manager, a wolf by the name of J. K. Howling, welcomed the head of the group, Bernard Nilbog.

Yet, Mr. Howling was unaware of what the group was really planning

Mr. Nilbog came up wearing a fedora, long black over coat, business suit with a red tie, dark brown hair, black pointed shoes, and gray gloves. Other men who were part of the society were also wearing suits and gloves as they crowed around the head of the party anxious to meet him.

"Mr. Nilbog, welcome and I'm happy to see your society is here," Mr. Howling said.

"Thank you, and this is my secretary Martin," said Mr. Nilbog as a younger man in gloves was signing the registrar.

"Though I must admit we don't have that many society meetings in this hotel." Mr. Howling admitted.

"Well, thank you for making the arrangements," said Mr. Nilbog as he and the other members retired to their rooms for the night. The next morning, Eric went around exploring the hotel and saw a little girl sneaking helpings from a breakfast buffet.

Eric curiously followed her.

The girl yelped when Eric came up. She had her face stuffed with icing from the cinnamon rolls but she calmed down to see it was just someone else and not the staff. "The icing is drizzled all along the top of these rolls. Want some?" she said handing him a roll.

"Ummm, no thanks, I'm not that hungry." Eric said softly.

"Suit yourself," she shrugged as she licked the icing off of one roll and moved on to another one, "I'm Annmarie Karots. How much money does your family have? My father's a millionaire and we just arrived from England on our private jet."

"That's nice..but, my family's not that rich...we just came here for vacation."

"Oh, what a pity," she said, "What was your name again? Are your parents human like me and my own family?"

"No, they're a bear and a horse. They adopted me when my real parents died." Eric said

"Aw, ain't that a shame," she said as she went back to licking the rest of the icing off the cinnamon rolls. Eric was on his way back to his room when a sheep maid ran out of his room screaming and she ran to the manager, who was inspecting the house keeping supplies on the floor they were on. "What happened?" asked Mr. Howling. "I went in to make the bed and they were there," whimpered the sheep. "What?" asked the wolf and Eric ran off to his room. He knew exactly what scared the maid.

Eric ran to his room and checked up on his mice

They were crawling around on the bed spread and he quickly placed them back in their cage as Mr. Howling knocked on the door. Gideon answered it and the wolf looked in and saw the mice. "Is this your room?" he asked Eric. All three males nodded. "I see," said the wolf turning to Gideon and Harold, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, but I cannot permit mice in my hotel." "How dare you say that when your rotten hotel is full of rats anyway?" asked Gideon as he stood by Eric. "Rats?" asked Mr. Howling, "There are no rats in this hotel."

"All there is my mice." Eric said. "And we saw one scuttling around here a bit earlier." Harold said

"And if matters do not improve around here, we shall have to report it to the public health authorities," said Gideon. Mr. Howling gulped as he closed the door and he stepped further in. "Sir, I'm not prepared-" "The cinnamon rolls at the breakfast bar have been licked clean of icing," said Eric, "I can show you." "If you are not careful, the health people will order the whole hotel closed before everyone gets typhoid fever," said Gideon. "You can't be serious, sir," stammered Mr. Howling turning pale. "I have never been more serious in my life," said Gideon, "Now, will you or will you not let our son keep his hygienic and perfectly harmless pet mice?" The wolf looked at the two anthros and then at the human and he sighed. "Well... if they're kept in the cage, and only in this room, nowhere else in the hotel..." "Agreed," said Gideon. The wolf sighed, "Very well." He turned around and left the room.

Eric smiled as he looked at his mice then held one of them close

Gideon chuckled. "Licked icing off cinnamon rolls?" he asked grinning. "It's true... only by a girl named Annmarie Karots," said Eric, "And I can't train my mice if they're in a cage." "Of course, you can train your mice," said Gideon, "But you must not get caught and you must not do it in here because if that hysterical maid comes back... well, it's breakfast time. Shall we?"

The two nodded and returned to their breakfast

Later, Eric could see Annmarie was still eating only she was with her parents. But Gideon's attention was on Mr. Nilbog as the man was sitting with another human with gloves and Martin. "Don't I know that man from somewhere?" he asked Harold softly, "I feel like he's so familiar."

"Me too Gideon...I feel like I've seen him somewhere..."

"Must be one of those people I've seen on TV I guess," said Gideon shrugging and he looked at the cinnamon rolls. "You're right Eric," he chuckled, "The icing is all licked off."

Eric nodded and giggled as he snuggled with his fathers.

Later, he took his two mice with him to find some place to train them. Eric soon came inside a large ball room which was organized to be the meeting room for the NSPCC group. "Maybe they already had it," he thought. He turned to the door he entered in. It was the only way in and out of that room and he saw a screen where most other things were kept from being seen like extra chairs and such.

But Eric thought wrong as the doors open and soon the men were gathered.

All the delegates soon flood the room and it seemed there were at least 50 members in there. It was then Eric saw one member had red eyes. Another man was scratching his jaw line and exposing something green under his skin when another member put down the man's hand. "Not yet," hissed the other man.

Eric gasped as he realized something, that these men could be what his fathers were talking about

After Mr. Nilbog was finished speaking with Mr. Howling, a hotel staff member with gloves off ushered the wolf out of the room and offered to lock up for him. Then the chairman of the society made his way to the stage as all the members stood up applauding him. Mr. Nilbog smiled and posed for his group and waved his hands for them to take their seats. "The doors," he called to the staff member, "Are they locked and bolted?" The staff member held up a key and bolted the door with a strong chain. "Locked and bolted, your majesty," said Martin. "Good," said the chairman as he addressed the group, "You may remove your gloves." Each member removed his gloves and Eric was shocked to see green hands with long, silver claws. "You may remove your shoes," said Mr. Nilbog after he removed his own gloves to sho extra long fingers. All the men removed their pointed shoes and each of them had only two claws so Eric first mistook them for cloven hooves. Mr. Nilbog removed his shoes to reveal he had three claws on each of his feet. "Now, you may remove your faces," said Mr. Nilbog as each of them reached behind their ears and undid a strap that attached behind their ears and their faces peeled off like an orange to reveal green faces with dark green spots as skin rash. Eric was grossed out but it was Mr. Nilbog who was the most ugliest of all as he had a long, beak like nose and his green skin was pulled back up to his skull. Eric gasped as he realized Mr. Nilbog's true identity. "The Goblin King!" he gasped softly.

The goblins all grinned and growled as they bowed to their king.

"Goblins of America," said the king with a snarl, "You're a disgrace! Miserable maggots! I was having my breakfast this morning and I'm looking out the window. And I see a repulsive sight. Hundreds and thousands of revolting little children. I ask you why? One child a week is no good to me!" "We will do better. We will do much better," said a goblin that Eric recognized as the one who tried to give him the snake. The Goblin King scoffed. "Better is no good either," he snapped, "I demand maximum results!"

"Y-yes you're highness.."

"Now, here are my orders," said the king, "My orders are that every child in America, both human and anthro alike, shall be rubbed out! Destroyed! Every single child eliminated! Do I make myself clear?" "You majesty," asked one goblin making the Goblin King jerk his head towards the back, "Do you have a plan? How can we possibly wipe out every child-" But the goblin never finished because the Goblin King shot him with a bolt of lightning out of the tip of his clawed finger and turned the goblin to dust. The other goblins whispered in fear but went silent. "That was actually a good question. In subordinate, but a good question," said the Goblin King, "Of course I have a plan."

Eric gulped as he watched from his hidden spot

"This is my plan," said the Goblin King, "Each of you will go back to your homes and resign from your jobs. Give notice. Leave town. You will then buy with the money I give you sweet shops, candy stores. The very best and most respectable sweet shops in America." He laughed as Martin gave him a hand full of dollars and threw it at the goblins with them scattering to get some before returning to their seats. "Upstairs, I have a trunk load of this American money. So you'll be able to offer three or maybe five times what these shops are worth." He shooed the others back to their seats. "On a certain day, when all our plans are prepared, you'll announce a grand gala opening with free sweets, candies and chocolates for every child." "Poisoned sweets," said one goblin gleefully, "We'll wipe them out like weasels." "Who spoke?" asked the king. "He did," said Martin pointing to a goblin in the front. "It's brilliant," said gleeful goblin. "Poison? And you don't mind getting caught? Exposed? Vilified?" growled the king making the goblin shrink back in his seat.

No goblin said a word, for fear of angering the king.

"You forget that goblins work only with magic!" snarled the king. Eric gasped as he saw his two mice escape but he dared not move from his hiding spot. "Everything you sell that day will be treated with my latest and very greatest magic formula. Formula 86." Martin gave the king a small blue bottle that contained a yellow liquid inside, "In this bottle contains 500 doses of Formula 86. It has a delay mechanism that prevents it from working until two hours after it has been taken." One goblin raised his hand. "What does it do, genius one?" he asked and all the other goblins chattered excitedly. "One dose and the time works to the second, but more than five doses breaks the delay barrier and the formula works instantly," said the Goblin King, "The child starts to shrink. Then it starts to grow fur. And soon it starts growing a tail." The goblins giggled with delight and they were all anxious to hear what happens. "Soon, the child is no longer a child," said the Goblin King laughing, "The child... is a mouse!" All of the goblins started clapping and cheering for their leader. The king smiled and made them all settle down. "This afternoon, at 12:30 in the afternoon, I put one dose of my formula on a bar of chocolate. I gave it to a repulsive, smelly girl who was in the lobby. 'Was that good,' I asked her. 'Got any more?' said the nauseating child. 'Six more bars like that one,' I told her." Everyone started laughing with the king at his performance. "In two minute's from now, this appalling, foul smelling brat is coming to collect her reward," he laughed, "And in five minutes from now, you'll see my magic formula in action."

Eric then realized the girl was Annamarie.

Soon, everyone was putting back on their faces, gloves and shoes when there was a knock on the door. The hotel staff member stood by the door until Mr. Nilbog gave the signal. The staff member unlocked the door and smiled at Annmarie as she entered. "Hello, young lady," he said sweetly as he locked the door behind her, "Now what's your name?" he asked her.

"Uhh Annemarie?"

"Oh," said the staff member and ushered Annmarie to the stage while all the other members of the society held their noses as she passed them. "Oh, Annmarie," said Mr. Nilbog beckoning the girl to the stage, "Come on up. I have your chocolate right here."

Annmarie curiously walked to Mr. Nilbog while the other members snickered.

"Gentlemen," said Mr. Nilbog, "I said 2:30. That is precisely fifteen seconds from now." All the others laughed as the chairman smiled at Annmarie. "You're in for a treat," he said and laughed, "We all are."

Annemarie giggled nervously as she saw all the men laughing at her.

"What's going on?" she asked but Mr. Nilbog held up a finger. "Just a few moments," he said looking at his watch, "Five... Four... Three... Two... One... Zero!" Annmarie groaned as she doubled over and burped as yellow smoke puffed out of her ears. "We have ignition!" laughed Mr. Nilbog and everyone started laughing as Annmarie was beginning to have big ears, and whiskers as she started shake all over and she spun around and around until her clothes fell into a pile on the floor and all that came out was a little brown mouse.

Eric looked terrified as he watches through his spot.

The goblins cheered for their leader. Mr. Nilbog waved his hands to calm them down. "Now, before the banquet tonight, you will come to my room in groups of ten. Room No. 208," said Mr. Nilbog as the hotel staff member gathered up Annmarie's clothes but he paused as he sniffed the air. "Sir?" asked one member coming up to Mr. Nilbog, "What if the free chocolates we give away was accidentally eaten by a grown up?" The Goblin King just chuckled. "Then that's just too bad for the grown up," he said, "The meeting is over until next year." Everyone was about to head out when the staff member called out to them. "Wait! Wait!" he yelled, "I smell... Dog's droppings." Everyone murmured and started sniffing the air and gagged. Mr. Nilbog sniffed the air and went wide-eyed. "He's right! Search out the small lump of dung!" he yelled, "Find it! It must be exterminated immediately!"

Eric gasped and ran out of the room as quickly as he could, searching for his fathers

But the goblins grabbed him and brought the boy to the stage where the Goblin King and Martin were waiting. They pried open the boy's mouth and Mr. Nilbog smiled as he uncorked his formula and poured the whole thing into Eric's mouth and forced him to swallow it. They released Eric and watched as he stood up in the center of the room as the Goblin King laughed at him. "This stinking little scumbag has had 500 doses," he chuckled, "We are having instantaneous action."

Eric soon felt dizzy and tried to walk but stumbled down and soon the same thing happened to him as it did to Annemarie

All the men gathered around Eric's clothes and a little black mouse poked out. The Goblin King laughed at the sight. "Kill him," he said, "Kill him!" All the men came forward and began stamping their feet on Eric's clothes hoping to squish the mouse inside, but Eric managed to escape through a ventilation shaft where Annmarie was sitting.

Eric panted as he hid himself in the shaft, "The-they're really real..."

"Who are you?" asked Annmarie as she saw Eric enter the shaft.

"It's me, Eric!"

"Why are we mouses?" asked Annmarie as she held up her tail, "I mean mice... Whatever."

"It's because those men were goblins, they wanted to for their sick pleasure."

"How long do you think we'll turn back?" she asked, but Eric's heart sank as he knew the answer.

"Never...unless someone knew how to fix us.."

Eric looked out and all the goblins were gone. Luckily, there were two people he knew that would know what to do: his fathers. With Annmarie following him, both mice scurried along the floor and stuck to the sides to avoid being seen. They hitched a ride inside the elevator onto a woman's purse without her notice. At last, they made it up to room 308 where Eric and his father's were staying. There was a door opening and from the janitor's closet came Mr. Howling and the same lamb maid from before. They were both kissing each other until the goblin staff member from earlier came up in his house keeping uniform. The lamb maid grabbing a towel when she let out a scream. "It bit me!" she cried. "What bit you?" asked Mr. Howling. "A mouse!" she cried. "A mouse?" asked the human house keeper as he looked about the floor as both Gideon and Harold came to the door to see what was going on. Eric and Annmarie rushed in just as the house keeper turned around to face the two anthro males and Gideon gasped as he saw the red glow in the house keeper's eyes.

Harold was relaxing in bed but was worried, "Eric hasn't returned yet...I wonder where he is.:

"Papa Bear! Daddy!" called Eric as he appeared on the bed side table in between the two beds. Both males looked down and saw a little black mouse. "It's me, Eric," he called. "Eric?" asked Gideon as he walked over from the door to the beds. "It's me, Daddy," he said, "It was the Goblin King. He's in this hotel." Gideon gasped as he sat on the bed in tears, "My baby boy, what've they done to you?"

"Eric! Oh my lil cub..." Harold said in surprise but then sadness at seeing his lil cub now a mouse. "Daddy, Papa Bear, they transformed me!"

"Wait, the Goblin King is here?" asked Gideon. "There's hundreds of them," said Eric, "Right here in this hotel." But then, something wriggled under Gideon. "You squashed me!" yelled Annmarie making the stallion jump.

"Oh we're so sorry!" Harold yelped as he gently held Annmarie

"Papa Bear. Daddy. This is Annmarie Karots. The little girl who licked the icing off the cinnamon rolls," said Eric. "Excuse me, but all this talk is making me hungry," said Annmarie, "Is there any food here?"

"Umm...sure." Harold said as he lowered Annemarie down

He took the brown mouse to a fruit bowl and she started eating away at a banana. "We have to stop them, Papa Bear," said Eric, "They leave tomorrow with a bundle of money and gallons of a formula that'll turn every anthro and human child into a mouse. We must stop them. If I can get into the Goblin King's room, I can steal a bottle of formula, sneak into the kitchen and put it into goblins' food."

"Don't worry Eric, we will stop them and bring you back to normal. I promise lil cub." Harold said softly

"Thanks, Papa Bear," said Eric as the grizzly held his hand out and Eric hopped into the bear's hand and it was held up to Harold's face as the black mouse nuzzled his ursine father. "We have to act soon," said Eric, "The Goblin King's room is directly beneath us and I think I saw a balcony poking out from the room below."

They soon ran out to the balcony and Harold held his paw out for Eric to hop off

Eric landed on the railing and they saw Mr. Nilbog having a martini but he looked out over the beach where there were several children with their families playing. The man spat out his drink and muttered, "You filthy brats! You make me sick!" He looked down and picked up a black cat. "That's the Goblin King alright," said Gideon as he saw the man had gloves and red eyes while the man was dressed in a navy blue dinner jacket. "I think we'll need a plan," whispered Eric to Harold.

Harold nodded as he glared at the man who cursed his cub

"I think he's gone back to the bar," said Eric. "I was working on some knitting and I wanted to make you a pair of socks," said Gideon as he came up with one sock, "I guess we'll use this to lower you down and distract the cat if it's still there."

Harold nodded as he slowly tucked his son into the sock

"Be careful," said Gideon softly as Eric was lowered down. Luckily, the room was empty and the mouse scurried around the room and he thought of where the potion could be hiding. He scampered up a curtain and landed on a trunk where a small cooler was being held. He pushed it open and he found what he was looking for. He smiled as he wrapped his tail around the bottle and hurried back over to the sock. "I got it!" he whispered and just as the sock was halfway up, a hand stopped it and Mr. Nilbog was looking up at who dropped it. "Who are you?" he asked the stallion, "And what is this doing here?" Gideon tried to think of something. He couldn't give his son away. "Uh... I'm knitting something for my son, and it fell over the side. And don't worry, I still have the other end. Uh, you haven't seen my son by any chance?" "Afraid not," said Mr. Nilbog. "I'm dreadfully sorry," said the horse, "I do apologize." "It's quite alright," said Mr. Nilbog as there was a knock on the door. Mr. Howling came in. "Excuse me, Mr. Nilbog, I was wondering if there was a special kind of dinner that you and your party wanted," said the wolf. "Well, what are the options?" asked the man. "Well, there's Roast Beef or Potato Soup," said the wolf. "Potato Soup sounds lovely," said Mr. Nilbog. That's when Eric had an idea once he was back with his fathers and Annmarie was on her fourth banana.

Harold then held Eric close to his chest and hid him in his shirt

"I'll see about getting Annmarie back to her parents," said Gideon. "Papa Bear? Even if I stay a mouse forever, will you and Daddy still love me?" asked Eric.

"Of course Eric, you're our little cub. We'll always love you." Harold promised

"Now quick, take me to the kitchen," said Eric, "It's almost supper time."

Harold held his son and they run to the kitchen

"Now, we need a meeting place," said Eric, "It's about 5:55. You get yourself and Daddy a table. When it's 6:10, create a mess on the floor and I'll hide in the dust pan so you can collect me."

Harold nodded and then gently settled his son on the floor and brought himself and Gideon to a table

Gideon sighed as he sat with Harold. "Well, Mr. and Mrs. Karots didn't believe me," said Gideon, "And Annmarie didn't say anything because her mouth was full of that last banana." "What? I get hungry at this time," she said from inside the stallion's shirt pocket.

"Let's hope Eric's plan will work." Harold said as he held his mates hand

Just then, Mr. Nilbog and the rest of the NSPCC group arrived. "Martin, what're you doing here?" he asked. "The banquet," said Martin, "No, you must go to your room and prepare for tomorrow's flight. First class." "But it's our banquet," said Martin. "You are not here to enjoy yourself. You are here as my staff," said Mr. Nilbog sharply, "Now go to your room now!" The chairman greeted the other members gracefully, but Martin just stomped away. "I quit!" he muttered as he passed Harold and Gideon. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Eric was having a little trouble staying out of sight as he scrambled up a broom and onto a shelf above a hot stove where the potato soup for the NSPCC party was being made. And the cook preparing it had glowing red eyes. "They're everywhere," thought Eric. When the goblin cook was gone, the mouse finally dropped the open bottle into the soup. The goblin chef returned to taste it and then poured the soup into a serving bowl. Eric looked up to see the clock. It was 6:05. "Now," he thought as he landed near a cook who was cutting meat, but the cook brought a carving knife down on the mouse's tail and the entire kitchen staff tried to get Eric with the pot bellied pig head chef in the lead but Eric ran up the pig's pants making him squeal in terror. "Somebody help me!" he screamed, "It's in my underpants!" He dropped his pants trying to get the mouse out but Eric was already long gone as he scampered into the dust pan. As for the goblin cook, he grimaced as he found himself squeaking. He felt his two front teeth elongate and his ears growing. He quickly rushed out of the kitchen just as he turned into a mouse. The soup was brought out but the goblin chef was trying to stop them. "Don't touch it!" he called to Mr. Nilbog, "It's in the soup!" Mr. Nilbog gasped when he saw the mouse but another man stepped on it.

Harold and Gideon pretend like they didn't see everything

Harold looked at his watch. It said 6:10. He then pushed some stuff onto the floor to make it look like an accident.

The goblins panicked as they heard glass crashing on the floor and Harold ran to the dust pan that held Eric

But they all calmed down not suspecting a thing as Mr. Howling came up with the dustpan Eric was in and the mouse secretly crawled up Harold's leg and into a fanny pack that the bear had on him. But his mouse's tail was still bleeding.

Harold gently grabbed a cloth and wrapped the tail up

"What happened?" asked Gideon. "One of the cooks tried to cut off my tail with a carving knife," said Eric and gasped, "Look! The Goblin King is eating the soup!" They all looked everyone in the NSPCC was eating the soup. Gideon smiled but gasped and he whispered, "Annmarie's father is about to eat the soup too." "Papa, stop him!" said Eric to Harold.

Harold ran to the table, "Wait! You really don't wanna eat that..."

Gideon also ran over. "You're both mad!" growled Mr. Karots and he lost his cool when Harold dumped the soup out. "My soup!" roared Mr. Karot's angrily, "And all that nonsense about my daughter." "Annmarie has been turned into a mouse," said Gideon but Mr. Karots hit the table angrily as he yelled, "She has not been turned into a-" "Yes I have," said Annmarie from the fanny pack, "Hello, father." Both of Annmarie's parents went wide-eyed and Mrs. Karots let out a loud shriek before fainting on the ground.

"See, told ya." Harold said as he handed Annmarie to her father

Mrs. Karots recovered and she was whimpering and stammering as she looked at her daughter. "Would you like to know who did this to Annmarie?" asked Gideon and both the humans nodded their heads as they heard screams from the NSPCC party and yellow smoke coming out from under their faces. "What's going on?" asked Mr. Nilbog and he saw the small blue bottle, "My formula 86!" "That man over there!" said Gideon pointing at Mr. Nilbog, "He is the Goblin King. He did it to Annmarie and thousands of other children before her." Mr. Nilbog's red eyes started glowing brighter as he grew angry. "You're doomed, flea bags! You're doomed forever!" he roared angrily.

"Not exactly." Harold said as the goblins began screeching and smoke blew out of them and they shrunk

But Annmarie pounced on Mr. Nilbog making him shriek and he was about to squish her by hitting his own chest when she hopped off and he ended up burping and yellow smoke erupted from him. Suddenly, his mask fell off to reveal a rat like goblin face with sharp fangs. "I'm not finished with you yet, flea bags!" he growled in a high squeaky voice, "Next time..." "No," said Gideon, "No next time. This time, it's your turn!" The Goblin King started spinning until only his clothes were left. Mr. Howling ran out with half the staff and they all started killing off the mice. "Look Papa, it's him!" called Eric and Harold gasped as he saw a hairless green mouse. Gideon smirked as he grabbed a water pitcher and trapped the king inside. "Honey, get Mr. Howling," said Gideon.

Harold smirked and nodded as he went to Mr. Howling and brought him to the dining hall. "Mr. Howling, we've found the source of your pest problem."

"Thank you," said Mr. Howling as he saw the hairless mouse. With a cleaver knife in his hand, he lifted the pitcher and brought it down upon the evil mouse killing it. "My mother's not too crazy about mice," said Annmarie as Harold set her with her family safe and sound.

"Don't worry, when you transform back, everything will be back to normal i guarantee it." Harold winked

Martin came down and gasped at all the mice running around and when he saw the black mouse. He smiled to himself as he went back up to his room. The next day, Eric had gotten an address card made out for his and his father's home address and scurried off to the Goblin King's room before returning to his fathers for the trip home.

Harold held his cub close to his chest as he, Gideon and Eric returned home. Eric used his mouses' cage as a little playhouse

A few days later, a trunk arrived at their house. "Oh great, it's arrived," said Eric happily.

Harold chuckled as he grabbed the trunk and brought it in

"This is really gonna surprise you," said Eric and when Harold and Gideon looked inside, the entire trunk was packed in genuine American dollars. "I saw it when I was in the Goblin King's room," said Eric, "I thought we could use it to build our own home gym as well as travel around the world." The mouse then hopped inside the trunk and pulled out a little black book. "This was the Goblin King's," said Eric, "And it has the name and address of every goblin in the world."

"Wow...you clever lil cub." Harold smiled.

"How long do mice live, Papa?" asked Eric as he crawled along the bear's arm and settled down into the bear's shirt pocket, "I hope we have enough time to take down those goblins."

"Mice can live for a very long time Eric, and I'm sure we will stop all those goblins." Harold promised

At night, both anthros were nude and they had made a small bed out of a match box for Eric on their bed side table.

Harold gently rubbed his cubs head with his thumb, "Get a goodnights sleep kay my lil cub?"

"Good night, Papa," said Eric softly as he lay down. Later that night, a corvette convertible drove up to the house and a young man with long hair and yellow-green eyes appeared and he pointed a finger at the anthro's window giggling. Inside, there was a light coming from Eric's little mouse body and the table began to shake.

Harold and Gideon both wake up and gasped, "E-Eric?" Harold said

Outside, the figure was still giggling while inside, the mouse Eric had become, was starting to grow until it was replaced by a young, 16 year old human boy with dark hair and blue eyes. Eric rushed to the window and he looked out to see it was Martin. Martin's hair was longer and he wort a green t-shirt. Martin then held two mice in his hands. "Off you go," he told them, "Back home to Eric." Eric smiled as he hugged his fathers and then he called to Martin. "Don't forget Annmarie!" he called as Martin got back in his car and waved good bye.

"Oh Eric! You're back to normal!" Harold said, hugging his son tightly, kissing his son's forehead and pale but beautiful white skin and held him close.

"Papa Bear! Daddy!" cried Eric as he hugged both of his fathers as Gideon held the human close shedding tears of joy.

"Oh my sweet lil cub..." Harold said as he held his son close, rubbing his back.

Eric hugged Harold and Gideon. "I missed hugging you both so much," he said as he was nude as ever but he didn't care.

"We missed you too, Eric." Gideon said.

Eric smiled and looked over at the mouse cage and smiled to see his pet mice again. "They're back," he said happily.

"Yes they are buddy." Harold smiled, ruffling his sons hair

The human smiled and then he asked, "Papa Bear? Daddy? Can we have another shower learning session?"

The two bigger males smiled and nodded, "Of course lil cub." Harold said. Gideon led their son to the shower.

Eric smiled as he started kissing his Papa Bear on the lips lovingly and then turned to his Daddy Stud to kiss him too.

Soon the two bigger males stripped their clothes off. "Now, this new lesson is about our cocks entering you aside from your mouth. We're now gonna have to enter your rear." Harold said as he kissed his cub back as well as Gideon.

"Taking turns or at the same time?" asked Eric. "One at a time, sweetheart," said Gideon, "However, there is one step where you can take both of us, but we'll save that for another time. Okay?" Eric smiled as he felt his heart pounding and his cock throbbing as all three males entered the shower.

"But first, we need to get you prepped." Harold then gently kneeled to his cubs rear and spreads his cubs cheeks and gently began licking his sons pucker

Eric hugged his daddy and moaned softly as Gideon knelt down to kiss his son lovingly.

Harold continued to softly lick and slurp away at his cubs rump

The human moaned as he pushed his rear further onto his Papa Bear's muzzle and his insides were being widened out for the very first time.

Harold continued to lick and then he slowly pulls away and then gently wrapped his whole arm around his cubs waist and slowly pushes his cock into Eric's rear

Eric gasped and whimpered hugging Harold's arm. He shivered and he was panting heavily. "So... Big," he moaned softly.

Harold softly planted kisses to his cubs cheek and neck to relax him, "Easy my cub, just get used to my size and then I'll start thrusting.'

The human nodded as he felt both anthros hug him and then the stallion cupped the grizzly's chin and kissed him deeply.

The two anthros kissed each other deeply but then Gideon also wanted to pleasure Eric for a bit then he gently pinches Eric's cute nipples

Eric whimpered and he tried something as he he leaned forward to lick one of his Daddy's nipples.

Gideon moaned and tweaks his sons nippled some more while his own were licked soon Harold began to thrust

The human moaned softly as he found himself having the time of life today.

Harold continued to thrust inside his son, gently running his big paw up and down his sons belly

Eric whimpered as his own cock was throbbing and Gideon reached down to frot his own along side his son's.

Harold thrusts nice and slow as he watches his husband frot with their cub.

"Papa Bear... Please... I can't hold it much longer," whimpered Eric as Gideon had an idea as he turned around and showed his tail hole to his son.

"Well, stick your cock in Daddy...and cum in him baby.." Harold suggested

Eric aimed his cock to Gideon's hole and pushed in making all three males moan and the human moaned as he came deep inside his Daddy Stud.

Harold did the same and cummed in his son

Gideon whinnied as he came all over the shower wall. When all three males had finished cumming, Eric slowly pulled out of Gideon, with the horse kneeling down to suck the boy's cock clean. Then it was Harold's turn as he slowly pulled out, knelt down and started to lick the cum out of his son.

Eric panted softly as his rump was licked again.

Once they had cleaned their son, both dads brought him into a three way kiss. "I'm so glad to be back to normal again," said Eric as tears came to his eyes. He had never felt so happy.

"Us too, my lil cub." Harold smiled as he kissed his son. Gideon ruffled his sons hair and held his son close

After they dried off and soon returned to bed. Eric curled up in between his two fathers. "Son? Don't you want your pajamas?" asked Gideon. But the human smiled and said, "I won't need them anymore. And it's like you said, Daddy. It doesn't matter who you are or what you are as long as somebody loves you. And I don't want to be any other place than in the arms of my fathers."

The two men smiled and then held their son close to their chests, snuggling him close.

And they stayed together hunting down the goblins till there none left and Eric had grown more muscle over the years so he was as big as both of his fathers.

Both anthros had never felt anymore proud of their son

Eric never left his father's house or his fathers. He knew that he had all the love he needed right where he was for he knew he was home.

The End.