Near the town of Runsdown, in the trees of Stifstik forest, a calm and lax Umbreon named Dusk, who is recently only a fifth grader of eleven years, is going to visit his Pachirisu friend. The Pachirisu named Norwood has a treehouse in the forest for his place of residence and that is where his friend and him are going to meet up. This is the first time Dusk that is visiting his friend’s treehouse. Dusk is a bit nervous about what is coming ahead, but he stays relaxed the entire way.

Under the beautiful light of sunset, which Dusk does not prefer as he is more into nighttime and dark environments, the Umbreon arrives at the treehouse. He looks up at the giant tree where his furry friend lives. Dusk notes the circular treehouse built around the trunk of the tree, with rectangular holes in the side of the house for windows. The roof of the house is covered in mold growing nearby the tree. It also has wooden planks stapled into the tree for climbing, a hole underneath the plank ladder, a large bucket attached with rope to a pulley, and another side exit to a large branch. Dusk goes underneath the hole in the ladder and looks up. A Pachirisu is looking down at him.

“Hey Dusk! Nice to see you! Come on up!”
“Um, okay!”

The Umbreon starts to stretch his right paw onto the plank above him. He reaches his other paw onto the next plank up. He continues to do this for a couple minutes. Sweat drops from the fur down his face. As if he was a Joltik, he climbs to the top. At the top, the tired Umbreon pants, sticking his tongue out covered in drool.

Dusk asks, “Oh man, how do you do this every day?”
The squirrel laughs a bit. “I don’t even use the ladder. The ladder is for my friends. I just climb the bark to the top~”

Dusk lays down on his tummy a bit, still panting. He isn’t used to stretching his puppy arms like that.

“Anyways, thanks for coming over for a sleepover with me! I get lonely up in the tree.”
“No problem. I grew curious on what is in your treehouse.”

Dusk looks around at the comfy interior. Wooden walls and oak resin bind the place together (it is a treehouse after all). A nest of bedding and a couple of worn clothes lie in the far corner. A flat table with some plain-quality chairs are in the room’s center with a candle and some clean glassware and napkins on the table’s surface. A hole is in the tree for food storage.

“Do you like my comfy treehouse room?” Norwood asks.
“Yeah! It looks cool. Definitely looks comfy~” Dusk replies.
“Thanks! Glad you like it!”

Norwood motions Dusk to come to the table and he does, sitting on the chair near the table. “Let me make some fruit drinks for us! I have some ripe lum berries today. Let’s use these berries!”
“Sounds good,” replies Dusk.

Norwood grabs the clean glasses and goes to his food storage hole. The hole has a chilling air inside of it. How does it get cold in there? Nobody figured that out yet. He picks up some lum berries in his hand and, like a master, peels the flesh partially open with his paws. He clasps his paws together. *squish* A stream of juice pours down into the glassware. The cups become half full (or perhaps half empty?) and then filled to the top. He brings the glass cups back to the table, keeping the fluid in perfect balance; never allowing a drop of fruit juice onto the floor.

“Here you go!”
“Thanks. This is nice of you Norwood.”
“Anything for a friend~ This is going to taste great!”
They relax for a few, enjoying their lum berry drinks. They both sip their drinks, taking turns.
“This isn’t half-bad! I like it,” comments Dusk.

The furry Pachirisu smiles in cheerful delight. He is glad someone likes his bar tending skills (just a few more years and maybe he can get a career as one?). He looks for a bit at Dusk’s knapsack and asks, “So, what did you bring to the sleepover?”
“I brought some powder and spare clothing, including undies, shorts, a shirt, and a couple of diapers.”
Norwood sips his cup. “Oh. Are you wearing diapers right now~?”
“Nah, just undies for now. Why?”
“Just curious. Still a bit surprised that your mom buys you diapers now.”
“Ah, yeah. She insists I need them; even when I’m a 5th grader. I keep peeing myself in class and wetting the bed. I drink a lot of water, so I tend to go potty a lot. Students at school always use the hall pass so I can never go when I need to. I doubt they even use it to go to the bathroom.”
“Hehe, no need to explain why. I actually had to use the diaper you gave me.”

Dusk giggles a bit with his left paw on his mouth. “Oh~? :3 I knew you would like diapers! Do you want another one?”
Norwood develops anxiousness and embarrassment. His face heats up a bit. “U-umm… that was for a potty emergency.”
As Dusk holds his cup preparing for another drink, he laughs, shaking the cup and spilling a bit of juice out of it. “That doesn’t matter! It can be used for whatever you want! Don’t be anxious over it. I gave Mewsen (the Espurr) my washable pull-ups and a diaper as well. I think we all have diapers now.” Dusk grabs a spare diaper, patterned with star and yellow rings on it, from his knapsack and hands it to the indecisive squirrel. With a seductive, but exciting look, he suggests “Here! Take one~”

Norwood blushes hard at this point, not wanting to succumb to something that he thinks he dislikes, but actually likes. But he eventually gives in. He very slowly reaches his tiny paw to the diaper and grabs it. “Thanks. I’ll put it with my spare clothing. But I’m not wearing it tonight. No way!”
Dusk laughs in response, thinking of a cute Pachirisu in a diaper on this very night. “That’s fine~ No problem at all!”

They casually chat for a while, finishing their drinks and having jolly conversation. The sun starts to travel below the hill, displaying an orange sky in view. A light patch of rain starts to fall down to the surface.

Meanwhile, Norwood starts to feel a bit constipated, feeling waste build up near his furry butt. The fresh lum juice causes his digestive system to go a bit crazy, telling him that he really needs to go.

“Hey Dusk?” asks Norwood.
“Yeah?” replies Dusk.
“I have to go outside to potty. Stay at the table and wait for me. Whatever you do, don’t look outside the hole leading to the large branch.”
“Go outside to potty?”
“Yeah. There is no potty though.”

Norwood starts to exit the side hole to the large branch. His clothing is a bit loose during his trip there, starting to drag down a bit. A pair of panties is seen underneath. Dusk thinks to himself: ‘What? No potty? How will I go potty then?’

Dusk sits at the table, and to try to distract himself he looks around. He sees a small cage in the corner. With growing curiosity, he walks to the cage, not looking at the side hole. Dusk looks into the cage. He sees some bedding in the corner with a lum berry or two and a couple of tiny branches with sticky webbing on them.

Dusk thinks, “Did he get a pet? Where is it?” He looks in the cage for Norwood’s friendly pet. Eventually, he finds a cute little Joltik upside down on the cage’s roof, hiding inside the cage’s cover. The Joltik notices him and crawls down the side of the cage. He walks near the berries and looks at Dusk, smiling at him.

“Aww, he looks so sweet! When did Norwood get an adorable pet like this? I should ask him about it. Come here, little guy~”

The Umbreon places his little paw finger on the plastic cage. The Joltik walks to the edge of the cage, placing his little arm on the cage’s edge, trying to touch the finger.

“Aww! I’m so jealous! I want a pet like this!”

Without thinking at all, he starts to walk to the side hole, wanting to ask Norwood about the pet. He starts to ask his question as soon as he saw a glimpse of the Pachirisu.

“Hey Norwood! When did you get such a cute, little sweetie pet!?”

Dusk sees a squirrel on the wet branch that looks back at him. The pants that the Pachirisu wore were taken off, leaving the poor squirrel butt naked. He immediately places his paws on his dick, trying to cover it. The soaked Pachirisu starts to blush very hard. He feels humiliated that his friend is watching him go potty; caught at the worst moment. A small, brown log is dangling from Norwood’s anus. He closes his eyes a bit and blushes a bit redder, ejecting the poop log from his butt. The log flies downward in the sky before landing on the grass and leaves below. *plop*

“D-D-dammit Dusk!!! I told you not to look!”
“O-oh shit! I’m so sorry!”
“I feel so violated!” The exposed squirrel bends down into fetal position. “I was taking a shit and didn’t want you to watch me. Look away, please!”
Dusk looks away from him. “I-I didn’t mean to! I wasn’t thinking!”
The Umbreon feels bad at Norwood’s predicament; but he still has questions to ask. “You go potty off the tree!?”
Norwood stands up from his shame. He says in a bit of angry voice, “Yes, I go potty off the tree! That’s why there’s no potty!”
“Oh... I should have figured that out.”
*plop* Another turd falls to the floor. At least Dusk didn’t see that one.

“I just wanted to ask about the cute pet you have,” says Dusk.
Norwood pulls up his pants and fits them together with a belt. *zip*

“Okay, sure, but let’s go inside first,” Norwood mentions.
“Okay.”

They both head back inside the treehouse where it is cozy and warm. Norwood is soaked from pooping off of the branch. He shakes his fur around like a dog, getting water everywhere. A bit of it hits Dusk, but Dusk doesn’t mind it. They both go near the Joltik’s cage.

“I really like my pet. I got him in the forest when Mewsen and I got lost in it. The Joltik landed on Mewsen’s ear, and she got the shit scared out of her. She literally shits herself. I get lonely in the treehouse, so I decided to keep him. My mother doesn’t mind.
Dusk laughs, “Wow, didn’t know she was such a scaredy cat.”
Norwood opens the top of the cage and obtains the Joltik. “Yeah. She isn’t into creepy crawlies. I like them myself. This one is really tame.”
“So, what’s his name?”
“Casey.”
“Interesting name. I like it.”
“Thanks. Took me a while to find one that wasn’t corny sounding.”
They both stand there for a few seconds while the Joltik crawls from the squirrel’s paws straight to his cheek.

“Guess he needs to recharge again,” says Norwood.
“Recharge? Again?” asks Dusk.
“Yeah. You should step back.”
“Why?”
“You’ll see. Just step back.”
“Okay...”

Casey places his soft belly onto Norwood’s left cheek. Norwood starts to use the move ‘static’. *zap* A shocking display of lightning covers the squirrel, exaggerated more by the recent wetness on the squirrel’s fluffy fur. The bug and squirrel smile happily during this.
Dusk is shocked by the display. But not literally. He stands there while his friend attempts to ‘burn the treehouse down.’ At least that’s what Dusk thinks is going on.
“Whoa! Be careful!”
The move ends. The Joltik looks like he is recharged with a big, happy grin on his face. Casey is moving faster than before and crawls to the top of Norwood’s head, resting on the head fur.

“There! He’s recharged.”
“With the treehouse almost burnt down with it.”
“The treehouse is fine, Dusk. I shoot lightning inside here all the time.”
“Okay. If you say so. I just worry about it.”
“No need to worry.”
“Why does he need ‘recharged’ though?”
Norwood gets a bit detailed into it, “If he runs out of electricity, he can’t move. I’m his charging station. Galvantulas release some of their kin into the wild after a while, keeping an eye on them in case they don’t move. They look for electric Pokémon like me and jump on them. He just happened to land on Mewsen instead of me.”
“Oh. That makes sense.”
“Yeah. He’s a lucky little fellow. I love this little guy~”

The sun sets further into the horizon. The chatting and relaxing continue.

“...So, what do I do if I have to go potty?” Dusk asks.
“You go off the tree branch like I did.”
Dusk shudders in fear a bit. “How did your best friend, Mewsen, go potty here?”
“The same way I did.”
“Why is there no potty?”
The Norwood gets a bit annoyed, thinking “All these questions...damn. Guess I should tell him.” He then responds, “Because this is basically my potty. For my entire life. I never used another potty.”
Dusk stands there a bit confused. “Wait… You never used another potty?”
“Yeah. I was never potty trained.”
“What!? How do you go potty at school?”
“I pee in the urinals. Bunzel (the Buizel) taught me how to flush it. Not sure how the potties work there. Even if I did, I can’t reach them without help.”
“But how do you go, you know… go poop?”
“Exactly like you saw a bit ago.”

Dusk thinks about Norwood never using a potty. He thinks, “Oh man, poor Norwood. Has to hold it all throughout school...”
“I-It might be why I wanted the spare diaper as well,” says Norwood.
“Did you wear my spare diaper to school?”
“Maybe~”
“Oh. In that case, let me just give you the spare diapers I have in my knapsack. You need these more than me right now. I have a lot of diapers because of my very caring mom. I think she is catching on to extra diapers being used. But she doesn’t care.” Dusk takes the rest of his spare diapers from his knapsack. “Here! Take these.”
This time, Norwood isn’t nervous about accepting the diapers. “Thanks Dusk. You’re an awesome friend.”
“No problem, buddy. I’m glad to help you. I wear diapers a lot to school now. Don’t be afraid to if you think you have to go poop at school.”
“I’m able to hold it at school, except for that one time... After I used it, it was really raining hard at home a couple days later and I wish I had that diaper then. It’s more convenient to use than freezing my ass off. Maybe I’ll wear diapers to school once in a while.”
“Whenever you feel you need it. I can always get more diapers. And Bunzel has some diapers in supply as well if I’m not available.”
“Okay. Good to know.”

They talk for a bit. The rain is now falling down hard. Just like when Norwood wanted his diaper. The sun is gone, with the night replacing it and the moon seen near the mountains. During the heavy downpour, the Joltik looks incredibly cozy in Norwood’s head fur. Casey feels all nice and warm. What a lucky little guy. His luck didn’t last long though because Norwood eventually placed him back in the cage.

“Are you ready to have a little fun?”
“Sure! I like fun. What are we doing for fun?”
“There is this technique that Mewsen did on me that I want to try. She calls it ‘Red Rocket’, and it involves your junk down there.”
“You’re going to rub my penis? Okay~," Dusk smiles at the thought of this technique.
“Yeah~ She actually...,” Norwood pauses a bit, “...told me to show you this.”
“Really? She wants you to show me this?”
“Yeah! I think you’ll like it. She is probably showing Bunzel the same thing at her house. I don’t mind though.”
“Well, if you’re okay with it then you can show me.”
“Great! Just lay down on the floor.”
“Okay.” Dusk does as he was instructed; his furry canine dick is a bit erect but not completely.
“It’s actually really simple. The Red Rocket is of your penis. The launching is me rubbing it. And the blast off, you can probably figure that one out.”
Dusk thinks a little bit of what it means. But just a little bit... “I think I get the idea.”
“Alright. Ready to launch the rocket?”
“Yeah. Let’s do it.”
“Great. I’ll prepare the thrusters.”

Norwood starts to ‘prepare the thrusters.’ He reaches his large, furry paws onto Dusk’s red penis, grasping it. *squish* A little bit of pre exits the penis, dripping off the side. It looks like Dusk has two pairs of balls under it, but the first two are actually for ‘knotting’ and are natural for Eevee Pokémon. The Pachirisu starts to slowly rub the member up and down, with his coarse paw fur colliding with the soft flesh. For the Umbreon, it feels like something is grinding against his member.

Dusk’s dick is fully erect. “This feels nice. You rub my dick just like Bunzel does.”
Norwood laughs. “He rubbed your dick too?”
Dusk grows a bit embarrassed. “Y-yeah. We tried rubbing our dicks before.”
Norwood rubs a bit faster. *rub* “I knew you two had a thing for each other. You should see how Mewsen rubs it. She’s like a master of dick rubbing or something. She does it so damn hard and fast. It’s amazing.”
“Ahh~” Dusk feels pleasure. “Sounds sweet. Maybe I should ask her to rub mine.”
“Yeah, I highly recommend it!”

Norwood increases the rubbing speed. *rub* *rub* “You enjoy this so far, Dusk?”
Dusk moans, “Ahh~ Yeah! This is fun!”
He increases the thruster speed a bit more. He isn’t as fast and efficient as Mewsen, but Dusk is still loving every second of it.
“Ready to blast off?”
“Yeah! Blast me off hard!”
“Okay! In 3….”
Dusk really has to cum, as noted by the obvious straining on his face, but he is painfully holding it in.
Norwood continues, “2….1….”
“It’s going to blast off high! I’m coming! Coming up there!”
“…. blast off!”

*splurt* Hot cum pushes out from Dusk’s hard penis. The cum didn’t go so high, about two or three inches. It rolled down the shaft like a shield volcano, with the cum being like molten lava. Maybe red-hot volcanoes are as cool as red rockets? The cum lands on Dusk’s bulb, which starts to swell really hard, almost painfully. Dusk feels the orgasm crawling inside of him. He responds, “Ahh~ Oh Arceus, this is great! I’m blasting into the sky!”
“Yeah! You definitely blasted off! Well, kind of… Maybe a couple inches.”
Dusk still feels the aftermath of the liftoff and takes a bit to respond, stuttering “K-kind of?”
“You shot like two inches in the air. There's a lot of cum though, almost burning my paws off. It feels so hot. Why is your cum boiling hot?”
“No idea, Norwood. You’re the first to tell me that.”
“The first? That’s weird.”
“Yeah, regardless I had a ton of fun. Thanks for showing me that!”
“No problem, Dusk. Glad you liked it.”

About ten minutes pass by. They chat in the night, with a light thunder sound and heavy rain outside.

“You ready to head off to sleep?” asks Norwood.
“Yeah. It’s getting about that time.”
“Alright. Want to sleep on the bedding, or do you want to sleep on something softer~?”
“Something softer?”
“My fluffy tail. Mewsen loves it and wraps it around her like a blanket. I think you will love it as well, but as a head pillow.”
“Sounds fine. Willing to give it a try.”
“Great! I’m going to get comfy.”
“Okay.”

Meanwhile, the thunder sounds continue to rumble. From the distance of the sounds, the thunder appears to be coming closer.

Norwood lays down on the bedding and starts to get comfy, wrapping his tail around to his head. He leaves some space for Dusk’s head, so he rests a bit in the bedding. He closes his eyes a bit, motioning Dusk with his paw to come over.

“Come over and rest your head on my tail. It’s the best pillow ever.”
“Sure.” Dusk starts to lay down next to Norwood, placing his soft head onto the thick-furred tail.
*pomf*
“Wow, this is really soft and comfy,” Dusk mentions.
“The comfiest pillow for my friends. Really glad you like it.”
Dusk moves his head around a bit, enjoying the softness. “I love it!”
Norwood lays on the bedding smiling, enjoying his friend’s reaction.
The squirrel mentions, “Wow, the rain is really heavy tonight. I even hear thunder. Did you go potty before bed?”
“The non-existing potty? No. Even if I had to go pee, no way in hell am I going out there. Strong winds and rain and thunder… No way.”
“Okay. Hope your bladder holds~ Let me know if you need to go pee and I’ll try to help you do that.”
“Sure thing. Good night, Norwood.”
“Good night, Dusk.”

They sleep into the night. They make it about two hours in. The distance of the thunder comes closer, and the rain never lets up. Dusk is snoring a little bit, just like his dad, and he shakes around a bit trying to get comfy. Norwood hasn’t moved a muscle in quiet sleep. With all this crazy weather occurring, it won’t be surprising for something to happen…

*boom*
Norwood opens his eyes a bit. “W-what was that?” He looks around the pitch-black treehouse a bit, moving his head to get a good view. “Eh, guess it’s nothing.” He falls back to a deep sleep…

*BOOOOOOM!*
*PSSSSSHHHHH~* The thunder scares the piss out of the feared Pachirisu. He near-immediately screams at the top of his lungs... “WHAT THE FUCK!?” Hot pee gushes from his member straight onto his friend’s face. Dusk’s face is soaked in a layer of piss. Moist steam is seen rising slowly into the air. There’s no way his friend will forgive him for this… If he disliked it that is.
Norwood looks at Dusk and thinks, “Wait, are you still sleeping!?” Dusk is somehow still sound asleep with hot piss all over his face. Screaming loud Pachirisus won’t wake him up from his slumber.  It’ll take more than that.
Dusk starts to smile in his sleep, like he is enjoying something. He talks very quietly in his sleep, but it is hard to hear.

Eventually, he really enjoys the dream. Maybe it’s the warm piss on his head. *pssssssssshhhh~* “Ahh~” Pee starts to gush from Dusk’s volcano. A cinnamon-smelling steam cloud rises into the air. Hot piss flows down the volcano, sweeping the cum away from it while cleaning his member. *drip* The pee lands on his bulb, washing away the leftover cum that dripped on there. The pee runs down his legs and down his crotch, landing on the wooden floor between his legs that Norwood really likes clean. Dusk is literally soaked from head to toe. He quietly says, “Ahhhhh~ I like your idea of you pissing on my face. Mewsen did this to you while swimming? What a sweet kitty~ Anyways, thanks for peeing on me Bunzel. It’s amazing!”

Norwood can’t help but think, “What in Arceus’ name is going on!? Did that really happen?” A cinnamon, oran berry smell lingers in the room. He develops scary thoughts at the idea of face pissing. He pissed on his friend’s face after all, but he thinks ‘Dusk was used to that before!?’ The thunder still continues, but it’s starting to let off. The squirrel gets used to the thunder, pretending that this pee incident never happened, and slowly lulls himself back to sleep.

Morning rises in Stifstik forest. Sunlight blasted into the forest with its bright rays. It’s a beautiful, sunny day after that wet thunderstorm. The boys lie in the treehouse, stained with piss. Dusk wakes up first and notes that his fur is stiff all around him. He wants his friend to wake up.

“Morning Norwood~”
Norwood can’t get up really easily. Looks like he was too scared last night.
He asks again, “Wake up, sweetie pie~”
“Eh….” Norwood slowly opens his eyes. “Oh, morning Dusk. Also, don’t call me sweetie pie again. By the way, how was your sleep?”
“I slept very well. Best sleep in days.”
“I didn’t sleep so well...”
“That sucks. My fur is stiff for some reason, and it smells a bit fruity. Is your fur stiff?”
“Around the bottom area, yeah.”

Norwood pauses for a bit, a bit fearful of what Dusk will say, before admitting, “I might have been scared by the thunder and pissed on your face in fear.”
“Oh. So that’s why... That’s okay with me. I’ll clean it up.”
The squirrel is a bit surprised that Dusk thinks it’s no big deal. Maybe the Bunzel incident with him peeing on Dusk’s face really is true?
Norwood asks, “You also pissed on yourself shortly after I peed on your face. And you loved the piss out of it.”
Dusk replies, “Oh? Maybe that’s why I feel so great this morning.”
The Pachirisu prepares for the surprised Umbreon. He says, “As a friend, I want you to know that I heard that you think Bunzel pissing on your face is amazing.”
Dusk is shocked, jumping a bit and blushing hard. “H-H-how do you know that!? I n-never told you or Mewsen about it!”
“So, it did actually happen? You said it while pissing yourself last night.”
“Yeah, it did actually happen. Wait, I said that?”
“Yeah, you talk in your sleep. I got a bit scared thinking about what you said. But I’ll keep it a secret between us, I promise.”

“Eh… you can tell Mewsen, that’s fine. Not the other students though. I really did love it though. I really wish I was awake when you peed on my face.”
“Maybe we can have fun with that another time.”
“Definitely. Are you still coming to our big sleepover tomorrow night?”
“Yup! My mom doesn’t mind. Just the four of us, right?”
“Probably. There might be a fifth person, but I’ll ask if you guys are okay with that.”
“Oh, is it Casey?” Norwood giggles a bit trying to make a joke.
“Nah. It’s a canine Pokémon. I forgot his name and type, but I talked about you guys for a bit, and he wants to hang out with us at this sleepover. I said, ‘I’ll let you know soon if my friends are okay with that.’ And I’ll let you guys know once I remember more.”
“Sounds good.”
“Great!”
“Guess we should get cleaned up of the fruitful cinnamon piss.”
“Yeah. Do you have a shower or is there no shower like there is no potty. Where do we clean ourselves up?”
“Ah, showering. That involves a bucket.”
“A bucket? What do you mean by that?”
Norwood smirks a bit, “You’ll see~”

THE END