Sabre sat alone in his room at the orphanage. The other cubs were all outside playing games. Despite it being a bright and sunny day, Sabre preferred to stay inside by himself. He feared the judgment from his fellow peers, so he opted to stay inside and doodle random little drawings on scrap pieces of paper. These doodles usually depicted characters from his favorite cartoon, Paw Patrol. It was a boring life. A life he didn’t enjoy, but was the lesser of two potential evils. He was about to lie down on his bed when a sudden sound made him jump. Someone had just knocked on his door. Sabre felt immediately nervous. Had they thought he had done something wrong? Did another cub frame him for something he didn’t do? Surely… this wasn’t about adoption, was it? Sure enough, a brief pause ensued between the knocking and the door opening. The owner of the orphanage herself walked into the door with a bright smile on her face. She was an elderly canine creature. To this day, Sabre is not able to discern which one due to the age washing away any key traits. And also to this day, he had never bothered properly learning her name.
	“Hello, Sabre! Could you come down to my office with me, please?”
	Her office? Sabre felt even more nervous. That meant one of two things, which were the same things that he had thought of a few seconds ago. Either this was disciplinary. Or this was adoption. No way this is the latter, he thought. Who would want a fox like him, he always wondered. He was apprehensive of following the orphanage owner, but knew he had no choice, especially if it was disciplinary. The silence that persisted as he followed her down the hall certainly didn’t help him feel better. Ironically, when the silence was broken by the creaking of the stairs as they descended down them actually made that feeling worse. Sabre lost track of the doors and rooms the pair of them went through. It seemed to take forever until the older lady stopped at the one that had her name on a nameplate that was welded to it. Sabre jumped a little when she opened the door.
	Her office was brightly lit, as it had a huge window in the back. The light dazzled Sabre as it nearly blinded him. Through that light he could see two canine figures standing at the desk, but couldn’t see any details immediately. “Aww look! He’s so much cuter in person!” one of them said. This voice made Sabre jump again. It was deep and somewhat intimidating.
	“Hey, don’t be nervous, little one. We’re not gonna hurt you,” said the other creature. His voice was much softer than the first one. It definitely helped Sabre calm down a little. His eyes also took those couple of seconds to adjust to the bright light. He saw a fox and a wolf standing at the desk. The fox had white markings on his face and great green eyes. The wolf’s face was monochromatic, with dark and light shades of gray covering it. He wore an eyepatch that only added in the scary factor for him.
	“Wh-who are they?” Sabre stuttered out.
	The fox walked over to him slowly and got down to his knees. “My name is Fox McCloud. And that is my partner, Wolf O’Donnell. Or, well- I guess his last name is also McCloud now, huh? We’re here to adopt you, son.”
	The disbelief washed over Sabre like a tidal wave. He felt himself getting light in the head as he heard those words. “A-adopt? Me?”
	The wolf joined the fox and got down to his knees as well and nodded. “Mm-hmm! We want you to possibly become our son!”
	Sabre took one step back, as he felt as though he were going to fall over. His jaw dropped in pure shock as he looked between Wolf, and then Fox, and then to the orphanage owner. “No way… is this some kind of joke? A dream?”
	Fox chuckled as he stood up. “No it’s not, silly one! This is totally real!” He looked over to Wolf. “Hey Wolf! I think we picked out a great cub!”
	Wolf smirked softly as he also stood up. “I think you’re right, Star Fox.”
	“Heeeeey, I thought we went through this. You don’t have to call me Star Fox anymore, STAR Wolf,” Fox replied teasingly, a light blush on his face.
	“You know exactly why I do, hun,” Wolf shot back. “Anywho, yes. Yes, I think we’ll take him! What say you, Fox?”
	Fox nodded in agreement. “Absolutely!”
	The orphanage owner burst into a happy sing song like note as her face lit up. “Ooooh happy day! It’s always a good feeling when a cub gets a shot to have new parents! Let’s get started on the paperwork right away. You sit tight now; this is the worst part of it.” As she strode over to the desk, Fox knelt down to Sabre’s level again.
	“You hear that, Sabre? You’re going to have parents again! Isn’t that amazing?”
	There are those words. Parents. Sabre could not believe that such a thing was reality for him now. He had been in the orphanage for as long as he could remember. The idea of having parents was nothing more than a fantasy to him. “Y….you sure this isn’t just a dream?” he breathed.
	“Sure as sure can be, son,” Fox replied, ruffling Sabre's head with his hand.
	Just then Sabre couldn’t help but yelp aloud when Wolf picked him up and held him in his arms. “I just know that you’re going to love it with us.”
	Sabre, despite his shyness and nervousness, couldn’t help but cuddle up to Wolf while he held him. It was comforting to him, an instinctual response to being held. Even though there were parts of his mind telling him to be wary, his body responded with a resounding “I don’t care”. 
	It took what seemed like a billion eternities for Fox and Wolf to work through the huge stack of paperwork the orphanage owner gave to them. It was dull, boring, and mind numbing. Or so it would be if Sabre wasn’t content just sitting in Wolf’s arms and taking his warm and inviting embrace. Despite Wolf’s intimidating demeanor, he was just as kind as Fox was. Eventually, however, the paperwork did, at long last, come to an end.
	“And that’s that! Sabre is now officially your son!” the older lady sang as she neatly placed the stack of papers somewhere in her desk. “Congratulations!”
	Fox laughed aloud triumphantly. “Haha! You hear that Sabre?” He repeated himself. “It’s official! You’re one of our family now!” Wolf’s grip on Sabre got a little tighter at those words before the lupine let him back down onto his paws. 
	“It still doesn’t feel real,” Sabre said in a low, quiet voice.
	“Give it time. Soon it will,” Wolf said comfortingly. 
	“So I suppose the only thing left to do is for us to get Sabre’s belongings into our car?” Fox pondered.
	“Ah yes, indeed. Here, I’ll go and help him do that. Sabre, dear, would you mind going ahead? There is one last thing I need to talk to Fox and Wolf about before I go help,” the orphanage owner nodded. 
	For a few seconds Sabre’s legs wouldn’t move. The felt heavier than stone and it almost felt his paws had sunk into the floor. The sheer disbelief hadn’t yet faded from his body. After a gentle push from either Fox or Wolf, he wasn’t able to tell who, he was able to get his legs to move. However, he had gotten just outside the door before his legs got stuck again. And the words he heard from the orphanage owner is what kept them firmly planted there.
	“Again, I would like to congratulate you two new fathers on your new son. There is one concern that you need to know about Sabre before you go however.”
	Wolf groaned aloud. “What? You’re telling us this now after we had already signed those bloody papers?”
	“Hey hun, calm down. No need to be such a grouch. Let’s hear her out first, okay?” Fox’s soft voice responded. 
	Wolf’s voice softened. “Fair enough. It can’t be that bad, can it?”
	“No, it’s just something you need to look into soon. As you saw in his documents, we have very little on Sabre’s medical history. So I would advise you to go and get him seen by a doctor as soon as you can. Just to be safe, yes?”
	“Yeah that makes sense. We’ll see to that for sure!” Wolf responded, sounding in a better mood already. “I thought you were going to say he had a history of bullying others or something.”
	“No, no of course not. On the contrary, unfortunately… But this is not what this is about. There is just one other thing. Oh, now how do I put this? Sabre is… well… He is able to be sexually active right now.”
	“He what? What do you mean by that?” Fox seemed confused.
	“Well, Sabre is only eight years old. It’s typical for boys to be able to produce semen starting from age twelve. But for some reason, Sabre is able to do this far sooner than any other cub that we had ever known. This is another reason he should be seen by a doctor, just to be sure it isn’t something serious, since this is very unusual.”
	“Huh. That is peculiar. Damn. I kind of wish I had that superpower when I was his age,” Wolf said in a strange tone. 
	Fox’s voice was unsteady and flustered. “H-hey! I know where you’re going with that statement of yours! C-cut it out!” 
	Wolf laughed. “Haha, just the reaction I was counting on.” 
	“In any case, I will take my leave to go and help Sabre pack. We’ll be back in a few minutes.” Sabre heard the creaking of a chair being relieved of pressure being placed upon it, and that was his cue to dash away up the stairs to his room.
	Sabre was thankful that she didn’t end up questioning him about the progress he made in packing. Or the lack thereof. And due to the lack of belongings he had, packing took little more than fifteen to twenty minutes, and the pair of them were already heading down the stairs with a few bags and boxes.
	“Here we are!” the older canine announced their presence. “This is everything. Whenever you’re ready, you are all free to go!”
	Sabre gasped as he looked around in realization. He had spent many years in this orphanage. And now he was actually looking at it for quite possibly the last time in his little life. He made sure to get every image of it snapshot into his mind as he followed Wolf and Fox out of the orphanage, even into the parking lot. This made the reality of being adopted feel even less real than ever, if that were even possible! This was actually happening! This was real! He has parents now!
	Wolf seemed to only echo his thoughts. “Hey Fox! Look at that! We’re parents now! Isn’t this just the greatest!?” he chimed as he gave Fox a little smooch on the cheek.
	“It truly is. Alright. Let’s go… oh shoot. I guess we’re not going home right away, right?” Fox stated. 
	“Unfortunately. The paperwork here alone has worn me out and I am sure we’re just gonna have to do more at the hospital. When this is over, I don’t want to see another piece of paper for as long as I live!” Wolf growled. 
	“Hospital?” Sabre piped up, confused and worried as ever.
	“Oh it’s nothing big. Just going in for a check up is all,” Fox replied.
	“Ch-check up?”
	“Yeah! Just to make sure you are as healthy as you seem! It’s no big deal. We don’t want to be sick or hurt or anything without us knowing why, you know?”
	“I-I guess, Mister…”
	“Hey, there is no need to call us ‘Mister’, son. We’re your dads now. You can call me Papa, and Wolf Dada, yeah?” 
	“O-okay Papa.” 
	Only when the trio had reached the car did the reality begin to sink in deeper for Sabre. That this was really happening. He finally had what he wanted for the first time in his life. 
	“I hope you don’t mind me sitting in the back with Sabre, Wolf?” Fox said as he opened the door to let Sabre in.
	As Wolf was putting Sabre’s belongings in the trunk, he scoffed. “Oh! I see how it is! ...nah you’re fine hun. Sounds just like the right thing to do.”	
	Fox climbed into the car from the other side of Sabre and sat next to him, fastening both seat belts into position. “There we go! Not too tight I hope?”
	Sabre shook his head. “No, it’s perfect, Papa.”
	“Good! Just want to make sure you’re nice and com-” Fox cut himself off as he looked just above the seat belt at the crotch of Sabre’s pants. They were stained a light white. Fox stared at it for a few seconds before shaking his head.
	Wolf had already closed the driver’s seat door behind him as he meddled with the car, turning it, the air conditioning, and the radio on before looking straight ahead with a small sigh. “Alright ready to go? It’s a bit of a drive to the pediatric hospital. So you better get comfortable back there!” 
	“Roger that! Let’s get going!” Fox replied.
	As Wolf began driving away from Sabre’s home for the past 7 or 8 years, the little fox took time to look around outside the window. He had never got to see what the outside world looked like too terribly often when he was holed up at the orphanage for so much of his time. He saw many buildings, most of them stores and services, trees lining the streets, and many creatures walking or driving and going about their lives. He could feel Fox’s presence to the side of him, watching him as well. After a short while however, the scenes outside got boring to Sabre. He sat back down properly, feeling his head slide into Fox’s sides. When Wolf said the car ride was going to take a while, he wasn’t kidding! The ride seemed to go on and on for longer than Sabre could comprehend. The radio playing songs and commercials periodically was the only sense of time passing that Sabre could detect. But soon the sounds of the radio seemed to fade into the back of his mind as sleepiness overtook him. 
	“This is the best dream… ever…” he whispered as he closed his eyes, and drifted into actual dreamland. 
	“My gosh, Wolf. He’s fallen asleep,” Fox said in a quiet voice. Wolf looked up to the rear view mirror and adjusted it to see the two foxes in the back.
	“That he has. Just look how adorable he is when he sleeps, hun!”
	“Keep in mind that we will see this just about every night! So don’t look too much right now; you gotta keep your eyes on the road!” Fox said with a small teasing laugh. Fox took the liberty to place his hand on Sabre’s head, softly petting it as Sabre slept. The little fox was snoring ever so slightly, which only added to his cuteness. 
	Just then though, Sabre twitched slightly in his sleep and he began to tense up and breathe heavily. He squeezed his arms and legs together as he also began to whimper. Fox’s smile faded as he looked at the troubled young one. Was he having a nightmare, he thought? But that wasn’t all that caught Fox’s eye. As Sabre unclenched his arms and used them to instead reach out to grab Fox, Fox saw the crotch of Sabre’s pants begin to tent up and bulge outwards, the peak of that tent moistening up as Sabre squirmed and moaned in his sleep. At this point, Fox had an idea of what the boy was dreaming about, but whether it was a dream or nightmare was no longer possible to discern. Fox continued to watch the young boy moan and squirm for another minute before he realized that Sabre’s legs were rocking back and forth. And before Fox knew it, as Sabre moaned his loudest yet, a white fluid spurted forth from his pants and all over his crotch, and Fox felt his grip tighten. And Fox then realized where one of Sabre’s paws was planted. Right on his own crotch. Flustered and confused he said to himself. “D-did he just have a-?” But instead of finishing the statement, he called up to Wolf. “Hey Wolf? I think you should hurry up to the hospital!”
	Wolf’s ears perked up at those words. “What? Why? What happened?” But instead of waiting for Fox’s reply, he looked into the rear view mirror and saw what had happened. “Oh my God,” he breathed.
	By this time, Sabre had calmed down. He was still asleep and his breathing was still heavy. Fox could smell the white fluid that was soaking into his pants by this point. There was absolutely no mistaking what it was. Was this what the orphanage owner meant by what she had said? Almost certainly, he thought.
	“Don’t worry, I can see the building from here. It’ll be another minute!” Wolf called out as he stepped on the gas a little harder. Fox wasn’t entirely sure what to do. He wanted to continue petting and holding Sabre, but he was just so shocked by what he had witnessed, that all he could manage was keeping his hand on Sabre’s head. He was still asleep, still holding onto Fox’s crotch with one hand, and Fox’s side with the other, his breathing mostly back to normal now. What had the cub just dreamed about exactly, Fox wondered. What could have caused him to have a wet dream like that and why? He knew that he and Wolf were warned about it, but had no idea this is what she had meant.
	Wolf parked into the hospital parking lot roughly enough to jolt Sabre awake. Sabre opened his eyes sleepily and yawned aloud. “Huh…? Where am I…?” He asked with a crack in his voice.
	“We’re at the hospital, son,” Wolf replied, trying to keep the worry from his voice. 
	“O-oh yeah, I forgot we were coming here,” Sabre said, not trying to keep the worry from his voice.
	“H-hey there is no need to worry! Everything is going to be fine!” Fox exclaimed, utterly failing to keep the worry from his voice. 
	“If… you say so,” Sabre said skeptically. “Hey! Oh no! It’s happened again!” he suddenly exclaimed as he looked down to unbuckle himself from the car. “What’s going on!?”
	“O-oh it’s nothing! Nothing at all!” Fox lied, unbuckling Sabre from the car.
	“This has been going on for almost a year now, but no one ever tells me what it is. Do you know? Are they like boogers, but inside my pee pee instead?” Sabre scowled as he climbed out of the car and into the late summer air.
	“We uh…” stuttered Fox, unable to answer such an awkward question. Fox could tell that he himself was blushing immensely as he looked over to Wolf for help. But Wolf looked just as helpless.
	“That’s why we’re here,” Wolf blurted out. Fox’s blush faded as he gave Wolf a scowl. “Sort of.” That… was not a very good save. 
	“I just hope it’s nothing bad,” said Sabre.
	“It’s not, I promise you that,” Fox said, regaining control and firmness in his voice, knowing for sure that it really is no big deal in the end.
	“Well, the doctor is supposed to know these things, right?” Sabre tilted his head.
	“Y-yeah,” Fox replied, biting his lip. “Hey Wolf! Why are you staring into space like that? Missing your good ‘ol days?!” He suddenly changed the subject.
	Wolf jumped a bit, as he was facing away. “No, not at all! Let’s go in already! We don’t want to miss our appointment.” He seemed unusually defiant as he walked past the two foxes. Sabre saw a light pink tinge in his normally monochrome face.
	“But this is a walk-in clinic…” Fox seemed just as perplexed as Sabre was. Wolf was very obviously distracted by something.
	All three remained quiet as they walked toward and into the medical facility. It was very heavily air conditioned inside and it smelled strongly of disinfectant. Sabre looked around at the various creatures sitting in the waiting area. Some looked extremely unwell. Wolf and Fox checked in after a moderate amount of time in line, but Sabre had the sinking feeling that this waiting was only just beginning. Wolf already looked impatient.
	“This is what happens with walk-in clinics. Maybe we should have waited and set an actual appointment,” he grumbled. “I wanted Sabre to see the stuff we got waiting for him at home already!” 
	“Don’t complain,” Fox said. “I’m sure there would have been a long wait then too, you know.” Wolf backed down at those words, and just crossed his arms.
	It wasn’t possible to keep track of the time that passed even though there was a clock on one of the walls of the waiting area. No matter what the time stated it was, it was inevitably going to feel like eternity before Sabre’s name was called. Sabre could only keep himself preoccupied by watching the various creatures coming and going from the clinic. But when that time finally came, Sabre‘s ears immediately hiked up and he was immediately on his paws long before Fox or Wolf could copy.  
	The nurse, whose defining features were blocked by a face mask, took them through a door and through a hallway, where Sabre saw all sorts of medical supplies he couldn’t even identify. Some of them certainly looked intimidating to him with how sharp they looked. Suddenly he felt nervousness return to his mind as he shuffled his paws to follow.
	“Okay, so first we’re going to check Sabre’s height and weight. So Sabre, if you would please, step on this scale for me?” Sabre gulped as he did as she asked. “Okay so keep yourself standing straight and still as you can okay?” And with that she started messing with the sliders on the top of the scale. Sabre watched as the weighted sliders took his weight. “Okay. Sabre is a tad underweight, but nothing too serious. Next, follow me to the room over here. Just need his blood pressure and pulse and we’ll be ready for the doctor, okay?” Sabre just nodded without saying a word.
	The room was very small, but had everything a check up office would need. The big examination chair in the center. A nearby sink. Many hard to understand anatomy posters on the wall for various systems of different species. The nurse had directed Sabre to sit on that chair, which had a layer of tissue paper placed over it. He heard it crunching lightly as he sat down. He swung his dangling legs over the edge as he looked over to Fox and Wolf. The nurse grabbed a large instrument and placed the arm cuff around his upper arm and soon felt it constricting. Sabre fidgeted uncomfortably as it did so. He could feel the blood pulsing around it and it was thoroughly unpleasant. But just as it got to the point where he wanted to cry out, the pressure lifted. The nurse, looking at the monitor, only nodded and scribbled on a clipboard. “Alright. Everything looks good. I’ll go give the doctor the go ahead, then!” And with that, she was gone.
	Sabre looked over to Fox and Wolf. It was Fox who spoke. “You nervous, little guy?” 
	Sabre nodded softly. “A-a little bit.”
	“You’re doing great, son! Just a little more, okay?”
	“Mmm…” Sabre was skeptical at best. But he knew there was no backing out now. What a turn of events he thought, as he would never have dreamed this is where he’d be today when he woke up this morning. Everything was happening so fast! As scary as that was to him, it was also exciting!
	Just then the door opened again, making Sabre jump. A tan furred otter with brilliant emerald colored eyes walked in. He was holding the same clipboard that the nurse was just writing on. He looked up from reading it. “Good afternoon! My name is Klaus, and I will be taking care of you today. Sabre was it? I heard that you have a little special condition.” 
	“I-I do? What condition? I-it’s not bad is it?!” Sabre started to panic a little. Klaus’ soft laugh did not calm him down at first.
	“No, no, not at all! It’s nothing more than a little curiosity, that’s all!” he said heartily. 
	“So it’s normal for me to have white boogers come out of my pee pee then?”
	“Well, yes. But also no. As this isn’t something boys normally can do until they’re older. The fact that you can at your age is what makes it special.”	
	“Really?” Sabre breathed, feeling more relaxed, almost hopeful even.
	“Absolutely! There is nothing wrong with you at all! But just to be sure…” Klaus trailed off as he turned around to open one of the drawers next to the sink. Sabre could hear him rummaging around it for a few seconds before he closed it and turned around. He was holding what looked like a small plastic balloon with a complicated looking device for filling it up at the end.
	“What’s that?” Sabre pondered. 
	“Something to help us with the check-up. Now I am going to ask something personal of you. Don’t be afraid though; it’s our job to do this, but… I have to ask you to take off your clothes. 
	Sabre felt the color from his face drain a little as his heart skipped a beat. “M-my clothes…? B-but why?”
	“So I can take a look at your penis, of course! It’s okay; it’s all a part of the check-up.”
	“I-I-” Sabre stuttered. 
	“It’ll be okay, Sabre,” Fox said encouragingly. “Here, let Papa and Dada help you, if you like?”
	Sabre bit his lip as he looked at his two new fathers, and then to the doctor, and then down at his clothed body. “I-I guess…” But of course, he didn’t feel assured. 
	Fox nodded softly as he grabbed a hold of Sabre’s shirt. “Okay son, go ahead and just lift your arms up.” Sabre nervously did as his Papa said, lifting his arms straight up. As soon as he did, he felt the shirt being lifted up and over his head. The cool air immediately hit his arms and chest. He felt his face growing warm as slight embarrassment and self awareness encroached into his mind. 
	Wolf had already gotten on his hands and knees, his clawed fingers fiddling with the zipper of Sabre’s pants. Sabre yelped softly, but didn’t object, knowing that he shouldn’t. He heard the zipper being pulled down. Then came the button. With the pants freed, Wolf slid them down, past his knees and to his ankles. Next thing Sabre knew, all that he had on were his Paw Patrol briefs. They were still stained and damp from his dream from the nap he took on the way to the clinic.
	“And now, the underwear,” Klaus said with a firm nod. 
	Sabre suddenly was curious as to how many other boys he’s seen naked before… But that curiosity was jolted away when he felt his underwear sliding down his legs the same way his pants just did. He felt the cool breeze again his pee pee as it was exposed to the three adults before him. He felt his face become hot with shyness as a huge part of him wanted to cover himself up. But he knew that desire was completely pointless. All his clothes had become detached from him. 
	“Perfect. Now, for this!” Klaus said as he picked up the balloon looking thing and grabbed Sabre softly into his hands and sat him back onto the chair. 
“Wh-what are you going to do with that?” Sabre asked, still nervous.
“We gotta make you nice and erect for me so we can begin,” Klaus explained, but Sabre could not comprehend. 
“Erect?” Sabre echoed.
“Yes, erect. Now, sit still for just a moment aaaand…” 
Just then, Sabre saw exactly what Klaus was doing. The otter had placed the device at the end of the balloon like object against his pee pee. He could almost feel it going inside of it. It was cold, very cold, to the touch, which made him flinch. He did as he was told though, trying his best not to move, especially since he didn’t trust someone to be so close to the most delicate parts of his body. He felt the tightness of the object gripping his pee pee as it slid into it, his smaller size making it simple and easy. He tried to look towards his fathers. Both Fox and Wolf watched with expressions Sabre didn’t understand. They were both red in the face. 
“And there! It’s in place. Just a warning, what I am going to do now is probably going to feel a bit strange to you. But good, nonetheless, okay?” Klaus said, trying to sound encouraging. It had little effect. Even so, Sabre had little time to think before he felt the balloon squeezing on his pee pee as Klaus squeezed the balloon part of the device. This made Sabre gasp aloud. Klaus did this again. And again. And again. The rhythmic sucking motions it made made Sabre moand out as his pee pee began to feel strange. It began to grow in size and harden inside the balloon device. Sabre couldn’t help but squirm slightly where he sat, very reminiscent of how he did so while he was asleep.
“Wh-what’s happening?” He gasped out with a small moan as Klaus continued to squeeze steadily.
“Your penis is becoming erect,” Klaus stated. “Which means you’re ready.” He said this as he gave a few more squeezes on the balloon. 
“Hey doc? Aren’t those usually given to creatures who can’t breathe well on their own?” Wolf piped up, noticing what the device actually was.
“Yes, you’re right. It just happens that… it has more than one use than you would think,” Klaus explained as he began to pull it away from Sabre’s erect member. It was harder to pull it away now that it was fully hard, and the motion of him doing so made Sabre squirm again. However, once it was off, Klaus started to rummage through one of the cabinets above the sink this time. He turned around, holding an even stranger looking device than the one he had just used. It looked like a container with a hose attached to it. And at the end of that hose…
“W-wait… My pee pee… it’s going into… that?” Sabre half gulped, half panted out, giving the tube a wide eyed look.
“You hit the nail on the head kiddo! We have to extract that semen of yours to find out exactly why you are able to make it while being so young. Oh don’t worry! This is the best part!” Klaus said brightly as he placed the contraption next to Sabre, still holding the smaller end that the young fox knew was going to go.
“I-I don’t think… I want to be here anymore!” Sabre cried out, panicking due to the way the machine looked. He did not want that thing anywhere near him.  
“Shshsh…” Wolf said calmly. “Just take a few deep breaths and be brave for your daddies?” Wolf was not good at this. But he was trying! 
“Trust me when I say that it will feel really good, son,” Fox chimed in. 
Wolf’s ears perked. “Oh? And why do you know that, Star Fox?” he teased.
“I-irrelevant!” Fox exclaimed. He then turned to Sabre. “You can hold mine and Dada’s paws while this happens if you like.”
Sabre gulped as he looked at them both and nodded slightly. “O-okay. I-I’ll try.”
“Are you still hard? Good!” Klaus didn’t seem fazed at all. “Okay so this is going to slide right over your penis…” he muttered as he slowly started to fit the milker machine onto Sabre’s hard little member. “Just got to adjust for your size aaaand, there we go.” Sabre couldn’t help but blush as he was hooked up to the machine by his own private parts. “And now, we begin!” Klaus declared as he pressed a button. 
The machine whirred to life loudly as Sabre felt it moving along his pee pee slowly. Sabre gasped both at the sound as well as the feeling. He clenched Fox’s paw tightly as the machine’s sound frightened him. It was terribly loud. A lot more so than he expected. Even more so when compared to how quiet the room was before. It alone made his heart race. That was compounded by how the tube was massaging his hard pee pee slowly and steadily. “Ah- ahhh!” Sabre half screamed in fright as the machine scrambled his senses.
“Damn thing is so old now,” Klaus muttered quietly. Sabre could almost not hear him over the machine. “My apologies. I keep asking them to give me a new one.”
“Wh-what is- Ack!” Sabre was cut off when Klaus pressed another button and the machine responded in a higher pitched whirring, closely accompanied by the massaging motion speeding up. Sabre gripped Fox’s paws harder as the only other body part that Sabre could move after that was his legs; they were kicking at the chair’s base. Sabre was surprised as he wasn’t intentionally doing that. Wolf jumped down to hold them in place, meaning Sabre was effectively immobilized in place as the machine continued to work on his pee pee without stopping. Sabre gasped and panted as the red blush in his face returned. “I-I-!” Sabre couldn’t even tell him to stop since the sensations were keeping him from doing so. Only moans and panting were able to escape his wide open muzzle. However, after a moment of tension in his muscles, he began to feel more relaxed. No. Not relaxed. It was a different feeling entirely. Whatever the feeling was turning into, it didn’t feel bad. No. Quite the opposite. It actually started to feel good!
“I think someone is ready for the top speed!” Klaus seemed to read right into Sabre’s mind as he pressed yet another button on the device, causing the machine’s whirring to crescendo again and the massaging to intensify even further.
Sabre gasped and whined aloud, his muscles tensing yet again, but not from fear this time. This time it was from sheer pleasure and bliss. He felt his head going up and up until he looked at the ceiling instead of over to Fox, where his eyes had been. He felt his pee pee shaking inside the tube as it was massaged firmly and thoroughly. He felt it tingle. Then he felt something building up inside of it, which made him breathe and gasp even deeper. It kept building and building, until it felt like it was going to burst. And then, it simply did just that. Sabre moaned his deepest yet as his pee pee shook even harder into the tube. He couldn’t even see the white liquid that was pouring from it and into the machine. He gripped Fox’s paw as tight as he could as he reached his climax. He could barely hear Klaus humming in approval as he collected Sabre’s young essence from the machine, putting it into a small container. He was also turning down the machine as well, as it had done the job that it was built for. The climactic feeling lasted for several seconds, all the while Sabre couldn’t stop moaning or panting. It was the best feeling he had ever had. It was comparable to just that morning when Fox and Wolf signed his adoption papers. There was no denying that this had to be the best day of his life. Eventually, the feeling did subside, along with the machine, and Sabre was left sitting with the tube still attached, his pee pee still leaking small bits of white fluid. 
“Perfect. You did a good job, kiddo,” Klaus said in approval.
“How was that, little Sabre?” Fox asked. Sabre looked over to him. His face was a beet red. Sabre didn’t notice that Fox was sporting a huge tent in his pants.
“Th-that was… that was incredible…” Sabre breathed out. “M-my chest hurts a little. I-is that normal?”
	Klaus nodded. “Definitely. It will only last a minute. You’re doing fantastically. We have everything we need now! Once you are fully clothed, you’re good to go!” 
Sabre was surprised to feel disappointed. “R-really?” 
	“Yes. In fact you did so well that I will give you the biggest lollipop that we are allowed to give you,” Klaus said, poking Sabre’s nose softly.
Sabre’s eyes lit up as he heard that. “Really?! Aw thanks Mister Klaus!”
	Klaus chuckled as he gave the little fox a bright red lollipop that was also sitting in one of the drawers. “Of course! We’d give you a bigger one, but as you know, most doctors are health nuts. They don’t want us giving you TOO much sugar, haha!” 
“So when should we come back for another check up?” Wolf asked, his breathing was suspiciously heavy.
“Ooh, usually six months to a year is ideal,” Klaus replied. “That’s up to you of course.” 
Wolf nodded. “Gotcha. Looks like Sabre enjoyed himself here! Didn’t you son?”
Sabre nodded as he was getting redressed. “Yep!”
	“Good!” He then turned to Fox. “Hey Fox.” he whispered. “I think I know what to get the little tyke for Christmas.”
	Fox only nodded in response as Klaus opened the door to let the three of them out of the office. Once he had fully dressed himself, Sabre followed his new daddies out with his tail swaying behind him, his spirits lifted higher than they had ever been. 
Later that day, Fox and Wolf got to take Sabre home. Sabre absolutely loved that the pair of them had decorated a spare bedroom in the house for the little fox kit. It was full of colorful toys, both board and video games, a moderate sized TV- everything a cub like him would want to have! He was even surprised to see that the TV even had box sets of the Paw Patrol show sitting underneath it. Posters of the characters also decorated the walls. Plushies of them sat neatly on the bed. It was as if they had read into his mind and picked out all his favorite things. But there was something that caught his eyes beyond that. 
“Hey what are these?” He pointed to two pairs of inflatable bands that were sitting at the foot of the toy chest.
Fox looked over to where he was pointing and smiled. “Oh those? They’re for swimming! You put them on your arms and inflate them. They’ll help you stay afloat.”
“Oh really?” Sabre tilted his head. “But why are there four of them? Is one of those pairs for my legs or…?”
	“Weeeelll…. It’s because we need an extra for your little wee!” he said, his face going red yet again.
“My…?” Sabre put together what fox had meant. “O-oh! Hehe,” he laughed sheepishly. “So I’m not going to get that fun stuff from just the doctor’s?” he asked, hoping he’d say yes.
Fox knelt down and gave Sabre a smooch on the cheek. “Of course, son. We want you to feel good as often as possible. In fact, do you want to try them on right now?”
Sabre’s eyes lit up at the idea of having that feeling from the doctor’s again. “Yeah! Please!”
“That’s my boy!” Fox responded brightly as he fit two of the inflatable bands onto Sabre’s arms. He then took the liberty of pulling down Sabre’s pants and underwear. He seemed to do it much more quickly and more confidently than Wolf did at the doctor’s. Without wasting too much time, Fox fit another one of the bands onto Sabre’s already half hardened member and began to inflate all three. Sabre moaned lightly as the inflation of the bands made the bands tighten around his arms, and significantly more notably, his pee pee. “Oh… I love you, Papa,” he moaned out as his pee pee became fully hard like before.
“I love you too, son. Now come on! Wolf wants us to take a photo together to commemorate our first day together. The first of many, many more!” 
“H-he wants a picture with me like this!?” Sabre exclaimed in sheer surprise.
Fox nodded. “Yeah! Why not? It will show our bond together and how we like to be together!” he replied.
“O-okay!” Sabre said as he followed Fox out of the room, feeling more confident in doing such fun things with his privates with his daddies. He wondered if his daddies would get to have fun with theirs too. The thought was brief in his mind, because once he and Fox had made it to the living room, the sight of Wolf messing with a camera that was placed on a tripod distracted him. The two of them stopped just in front of the large couch facing the TV.
“Oh you are just in time!” he said. “I finally got this thing to give me the timer I wanted.”
Fox laughed at his partner. “You could fly an Arwing flawlessly, but cannot figure out a simple little camera.”
Wolf flushed. “Aw shuddup, Fox.”
	“You know you love me,” Fox retorted as he gave Wolf a smooch on the lips.
“I suppose there is not a problem doing this in front of Sabre is there?” Wolf asked sheepishly.
“Nope. We can kiss all we want. And more. If you like,” Fox teased. 
“M-maybe,” Wolf muttered. “W-well in any case! Let’s get this picture done, so we can help little Sabre out with that hard on he’s got there!” he said excitedly as he pressed a button on the camera, which then proceeded to beep every second. He hurried over to Fox and Sabre, and picked up Sabre effortlessly, holding him in one arm across his chest, and held Fox around his other arm. “Say ‘Happy family’!” he sang.
Instinctively, Sabre, alongside Fox, obeyed, calling out “Happy family!” just as the camera clicked and flashed, forever engraving that moment of the three canines in an image that they would surely remember forever. It was certainly going to be a moment that Sabre was going to treasure for as long as he lived.