The Rare Performance
This story is for adults only! No kids. Another good point to make is this is not a furry world. The characters are actual animals given human intelligence.
"The Rare Performance"
by: Otterwhiz!
Cedric scampered across the field and over towards the woods. He spritefully dodged through the underbrush and towards the cluster of ancient oaks up ahead. He stopped just short of the largest of the great giants right before a jackrabbit reclining against the side of it with a little pipe in his mouth and a red vest on.
"Ah, Cedric, where have you been?" the gruff jackrabbit shouted, standing up to greet the young brown squirrel.
"Oh I had so many acorns to horde today! The rest of the family wouldn't let me get off early. Plus I had to patch up one section of the treehouse that had been damaged in the winter storm. Us squirrels can never get it. Leaves make poor roofs."
"Hahaha, you should come live in the ground like us rabbits."
"No way! A squirrel needs to look out and see more that grim dirt. I need to see the whole forest and the lovely sky."
"Fine time to be late though, these critters paid quite a hefty price for today's performance," the rabbit drawled on, puffing on his pipe.
"Really? Why's that?" said the squirrel curiously.
"Well, I expext the best from you this time, you promised to make sure you would be in top form for this show, are you?"
"Yeah, I've been eating in just the right way: few nuts, lots of berries and tons of milk. Plus I've been building up for now. I should be able to give it my all!" said the squirrel enthusiastically.
The jackrabbit, smirked slightly, scratching his ear in a distant manner.
"Allright, let's get up..."
Cedric had no problem getting up the tree, he was a squirrel after all. Theodore the jackrabbit hopped into a basket at the ground and began to hoist it up into the canopy. By pulling on a rope that when trough a series of pulleys and other mechanics, he could scale up in the basket with little effort. The healthy young squirrel beat him up to the treetown anyways. As they got onto the wooden platform, they scuttled around it and into the treehouse that made up the little theatre Theodore's group did their performances in. Quickly they hurried back to the dressing room.
"So what's the costume for tonight, friend?"
"Just your favorite, Cedric."
"Ah yes the white sockies! I love socks!"
Cedric leaned back on a pile of colorful pillows as Theodore pulled out the socks from a drawer and proceeded to slide them onto Cedric's hind feet. They were white with the necks of them wide and ribbed. When they were put on, Theodore rolled the necks down to make a thick turtleneck shape.
"I love this job, Theodore," said the squirrel dreamily.
"You're perfect for it," the jackrabbit responded.
With that he gave the squirrel a hug. "Now go out there and give them their money's worth!"
"Wait! I need to have my good luck milk before I go!"
Theodore shook his head. "Is it really necessary?" he said pleadingly.
"Yes! I always do better if I have some milk before it perform!"
"Alright... sheesh."
The jackrabbit then stepped out and came back with a hollowed-out acorn cup. Cedric took it and quickly drank it up.
"OK, I'll make you proud!" said the squirrel and with a playful leap was off to the stage.
"Oh I know you will!" Theodore shouted.
"Ok you lucky critter's, we have just what you've been asking for. Here is my good friend and excellent performer, Cedric the squirrel!"
Cedric could hear the sound of a small audience clapping as he panted behind the curtain. He heard Theodore's footfalls on the backstage wooden floor followed by the sound of him pulling the curtain ropes. The red velvet drapes peeled away to either side, revealing a squirrel sat on the floor facing away from the audience, a painted scenery of the woods behind him. The creature was bent over itself slightly, doing a gentle rocking motion. Cedric panted loudly as his tail swished around excitedly.
"Ahh, alone at last," he said in a soft manner but loud enough the audience could hear it.
"Hih - hih - hih - hih...," the squirrel continued his panting as the audience smiled with enjoyment at the cute little creature before them. Cedric kept this up for just a bit.
Suddenly he spoke out.
"Oh dear, I'm really starting to need to go... I better finish up first."
The squirrel continued and after a while his adorable huffs were becoming mixed with aching groans. "Ohhhh....I think this is making me need to go."
He continued on again with his work. Suddenly, the handsome young squirrel let out a low, heavy fart. The audience giggled and snickered with delight as his bushy tail shook a bit with the noise. "Ah! I can't hold it in!"
Cedric got up, and turned around, facing the audience, but not looking directly at them. There was only three: a scruffy weasel, a shivery little rabbit, and a wizened old owl wearing a silky magical cape and a wizard hat. Cedric recognized the old owl as the kindly Prof. Wyrd back at the town he lived in. What a nice surprise to see that he would come to his show. The owl gazed kindly at Cedric through his glasses. All of the audience did, for as the squirrel spun around his bright red erection waved before them.
Still in the skit mode, Cedric scuttled to the side of the stage near one of the curtains. There he squatted down close to the floor, the audience watching voraciously. Instantly, the squirrel cried as his bowels burst forth onto the stage with a loud fart. The berries and milk had made his scat chunky, dark and soupy and it splashed out onto the stage in a wet, lumpy mess. As he unloaded himself, he looked at the three-creature crowd out of the corner of his eye. All three creatures were playing with their hardened members. Prof. Wyrd had the end of his magical cape wrapped around his wing as it slid up and down his shaft.
Cedric quickly stopped his defecation after a messy burst.
"Uhhh... what a mess," the squirrel said.
Cedric then began to pace around the stage on his four legs. He looked down at his exposed erection. He then let out a curious grunt and bent down again. With another fart, he let out another splat onto the stage.
"Hey, this is kinda fun!" he said surprisingly.
With that, the squirrel began to strut around the stage, humming a playful tune. Often he would pause his strut, squat, and let out another gush of filth onto the stage. He the strutted with his backside to the audience and raised it up towards them, shaking it. His partially extended cock shook around as he showed of his dirty rear to the now drooling creatures.
As Cedric strutted away and continued his messy dance, Theodore watched from behind the stage.
"Excellent, Cedric, you'll make this well worth it." He shook the large pouch of gold coins, far, far more that his usual fare for these performances. He jackrabbit headed back into the area behind the stage. With a key he unlocked a large pair of doors on the backstage floor and opened them up.
The audience continued to watch the show, eyes wide with lust and paws openly stroking themselves. By this point, Cedric's feces had become more solid. The squirrel stopped his hum and strut and faced once again with his rear to the crowd. He then bent down and proceeded to empty out the rest of his solid poop in a lumpy pile in the middle of the stage. His eyes were squint shut and his teeth grit, strain filling his body. The creatures nearly gasped with exhilaration as the squirrel continued. "Wow, I'm practically slaying them!" he thought.
Cedric opened his eyes for a second. He was only able to catch just the slightest glimpse of the snake before his body was suddenly flashed with pain and shock. The squirrel reeled to the floor, down in a puddle of his own soupy waste. Instantly everything was a blurry haze. He felt the rush of terror, but somehow it was cut off from connecting to his mind. He could move his legs, but somehow could not. All his senses were flooded into a serene whirlpool of confusion. Had he been bitten? Was he poisoned? Through the blurs in his eyes Cedric could see the head of a giant green serpent. Still, hardly any reaction, though he knew something was wrong. The audience was still masturbating, now at a powerful rate. The squirrel saw the blue of Prof. Wyrd's cape as it ran along his sticky redness. He saw the little rabbit mad with a twisted lust as it pawed itself. He saw the ceiling above him, a spiraling blur. He could feel the warmth of the sunlight streaming through the window replace the pain in his side. It felt good. A heavy shadow moved over him as he felt the snakes head push up against his body. Somewhere in his mind, he was screaming, yet in his conscious he was lost. He called out softly, "Theodore.."
"Bravo! Excellent, Cedric. Wonderful show, really! You were the best I've ever had. It is a big sacrifice, but our troupe will never go hungry again, thanks to you."
Cedric could see his old jackrabbit friend out of the corner of his eye. He felt something begin to rub his shaft in a tender manner. Theodore had never touched him before.
"We'll miss your enthusiasm and your sunny joy, but that's what made you perfect for this."
The hapless squirrel felt a dark, hot maw begin to wrap around his head and upper body.
"Theodore..."
"I'll miss ya, Cedric."
The jackrabbit sat back in the front row, crossing his legs. He lit up this pope and began to smoke a nice rosemary and sawgrass hash. He looked down at his lap, surprised to see that he was aroused. Giving in to the spirit of the moment, Theodore, began to paw himself. The suirrel could feel his body being crushed by the strong muscles in the snake. He felt the air escaping his lungs. Still it was all a peaceful mix of clouded thoughts and he did not struggle. Many little thoughts ran through his head. Blue cape, spinning ceiling, green, a playful dance, huge snake, Theodore touching him, scat, milk, soft sunlight.
As the snake slowly engulfed the squirrel, the rest of the audience watched, enjoying the rare pleasure of it. As Cedric was slowly drawn in, his erection began to harden again. The shaft filled up bright red and eager with desire. As it grew, the squirrel's body relaxed and his bowels began to expel more soupy waste. It ran through his white underfur and down to the floor. His legs ran across the mess, smearing it. Cedric's socks became stained brown as his feet dragged through it. His shaft grew more as the snake's mouth closed in.
Seeing this, Theodore rose to the stage and hopped up on it. He paced over to the disappearing squirrel and crouched down beside him. Empathetically, the jackrabbit began to massage the aching hard on, ignoring the filth that ran from Cedric's rear. He felt a bit sorry for his old friend, so he thought he should go out feeling ecstasy. The crowd was mad and the little rabbit suddenly gasped and shot out a stream of semen over the empty theatre seats. Just as the snake was about to close down over Cedric's waist, the squirrel came, spewing semen all over the filthy stage and the inside of the snake's mouth.
".....Theodore..."
The jackrabbit removed his paw and began to clean it with a handkerchief.
"That's for you, Cedric."
Theodore then sat back down in his seat and began to idylly smoke his pipe again. His paw massaged his throbbing cock. In the background, he could hear the owl, moan and gasp as his seed gushed into his magical cloak in his wing. The snake had closed in on the dirty squirrel, leaving only his fluffy tail and the cute socks on his feet visible. With another few pushes of its throat muscles and those were swallowed as well. The sunny squirrel had always turned Theodore on, but he had never said it to him. Business was business. The jackrabbit was quite surprised that this had aroused him so much, but he let himself enjoy it. He always knew the squirrel had in interest in him, but they had never acted it out. Still, the cheerful Cedric was always happy to do his kinky performances for the audience, and the jackrabbit loved him for that. Now the stage had become his final place. Theodore rippled with pleasure as a stream of white shot straight up from his lap and back down into it again. What a unique performance it had been.
"Maybe we'll see each other again, Cedric..."
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