8-Year-Old-Fievel In, After School Soccer.
Notes; Fievel is me in this. I am 4 feet tall, instead of 6” or so.

Characters. Fievel Mousekewitz.

Scat and watersports.
Another quicky.

I got up, as I jumped out of bed, not because I was excited for school, but for after school. I could hardly wait to play soccer, as they always picked my for goalie, and I was good at it.

I liked that part of the soccer field too, as I near never let a ball past me. School was a mixture of animals, with the gift of just being taller than anyone else.

There was a bunny which always played on my side of the field, I liked him kind of, but I wasn’t sure if he liked me. We did like the game, so we got along for that reason.

There was another mouse who also played on the side I was always picked for. Offense defense, I wasn’t sure what the difference was.
In any case, we were offense, and I played my position well as goalie.

I took my morning shower, and then got on similar clothes to what most are use to seeing me wear. But the difference is, they were cut offs, red short sleeve shirt, and cut off pants as shorts.

I raced off to school, forgetting to do both pee and poop. I would regret this all day, as I headed for school, not giving it much thought. As a matter a fact, I hadn’t peed since last night sometime.

I made my first class just on time, as I sat beginning to regret it right away. I held it half looking at the clock, for the first period class to end.

As the bell rang, I jumped up, and then headed toward the bathroom, skipping it as I rushed to my next class instead.
I wondered suddenly how long I could hold it, as I sat and opened my textbook.

Each class I sat through was getting harder and harder, as my bladder hurt me. I held it in like a champ, but it was also giving me an arousing sensation.

I soon made it past lunch, as I began getting pretty excited, the second half of my school day was underway. I knew this would mean soccer pretty soon.

I danced through the rest of the afternoon classes. A few times teachers would even ask me, “must you pee Fievel?” and my answer was, “no.” but it was obvious I did have to go.

I made it, through the whole day, as I half ran to get to the soccer field. Jay the bunny was out there already, as I walked fast onto the field. I danced while out there, but took my position.

More animals were showing up, as the teams were decided. The coach showed up, and the teams were decided. He barely came over to me, just to tell me stay were I was.

I waited as the players got ready, crossing my legs, as I had to pee so badly. My penis was erect in my pants, as I was trying to hide this. I had my legs crossed and my paws over my privates.

I sprang into action as the ball came my way. I got it, then kicked it to a teammate. As the ball was taken to the other side of the field, I stood crossing my legs, holding my paws over myself again.

My bladder was hurting as I stood watching where the ball was.
I was managing to keep every drop in my body, at least for the time being, as I snatched another ball out of the air.

I kicked it to a teammate again, as I went back to holding my paws over my crotch, it was hard in my pants, as I had my legs crossed.
My side the shirts, scored another point, as the bare backs brought the ball back to my side of the field.

This time however, the shirts stole the ball away and brought it back down the field to score another point. Our side was winning, as I would soon lose.

As I got the next ball, some pee escaped my body, but this time, it was not noticeable. I kicked the ball to a teammate, as I stood watching the ball be taken to the other side of the field for another point. As I stood, more pee escaped my body.

The ball came up toward me, as I jumped for the ball, pee squirting from my body, me boner was actually visible. I didn’t notice it, as I kicked the ball at a teammate.

My intestines began kicking me, as I was getting embarrassed, pissing on myself. All the while though, I did my best to keep my cool, and play the game.

I stood watching them on the other side of the field, as pee tricked down my leg, I was losing and winning at once. I could no longer hold my bladder, as I kept losing parts of it.

I knew what was next, as I grabbed another ball out of the air.
My penis was hard as heck, as I moved the ball well, even with having to pee and poop so badly.

I still managed to play soccer, as I continued catching the ball, and then kicking it to a teammate. As I watched the ball go down the field this time around, I felt my bladder begin to empty.

This time however, instead of fighting my body, I allowed my bladder to empty, while holding my paws over my crotch. It wasn’t like I was hiding much, as I peed myself soaked.

I grabbed the ball out of the air, while still peeing on myself, as everyone saw it this time. There were teammates laughing, as well as the bare backs.

I moaned as I felt pain come to my anus, I crossed my legs, but not on-time, as I felt a piece of constipated poop slide out. I jumped at a ball, and then lost another piece of poop, into my underwear.

Now I realized if I kept this up, it would stretched my clothes to the point it would become visible what it was I was doing, as I messed my pants. I was blushing as I continued playing.

My penis was erect as heck, as I played the game of soccer, getting horny as heck, as I watched for the ball to come my way. I was getting more and more horny, as I watched the white bunny play.

I was suddenly attracted to the butt, as he ran down the field. I was liking the pain of pooping, as I wasn’t able to hold that in anymore either. every time I leaped to grab the ball, I pooped another piece.
It would soon become obvious, as my pants were stretching some, I moaned as I grabbed the ball, going into orgasm, as I kicked it back. I moaned as the next piece came out, after kicking the ball.
My penis was soon going to squirt something else, if I wasn’t careful. I could hardly believe I was going through all this in front of so many. As I watched the ball, I dropped to my knees, legs spread enough to allow myself to poop.
I moaned allowing my poop to slide out, watching my team score another point, knowing that I wasn’t going to be able to stop the next ball as my gut emptied, everyone knowing what I was doing.
It did not matter, I could no longer hold it, as my penis shot hard.
Wetting my clothes nicely, and as they were approaching my location, I spat again, spitting so hard it spat outside my clothes.
The ball happened to roll directly at me, as I grabbed it, but couldn’t do anything, as my weight was now one it, I spat more semen, which was going all over the ball.
I moaned as everyone had stopped playing, and was now watching me, cuming a load of semen on the soccer ball. I just could not help it, as my 8-year-old body continued cuming on the ball.
A few animals sat in the grass, as I lost more poop into my underwear at the same time as still cuming my semen onto the soccer ball. Embarrassed as all hell, blushing, cuming on the ball.
I could hardly believe how much I came in all, as I got up finally, and then posed to kick the ball. Everyone began backing off, wanting nothing to do with the ball I came all over.
I brought my foot back anyways, as they backed off further, I kicked the ball toward Jay the bunny, who actually went toward the ball some. My pants were socked with semen and pee.
My pants were stuffed with poop, my underwear that is, as I stood trying to pick at it. Jay dribbled the ball, even though it was still wet. My semen was rubbing off into the grass. He kicked it toward me. I caught it with just my feet.

“Well you need a change of clothes.” said Jay.

“You noticed.” I said.

“Yeah I did. How bout we go to my house.” suggested Jay the bunny.

“Why not go to my place?” I asked.

“I guess we could.” said Jay.

“Guys, you know we were still playing.” said the coach.

“But I need to change.” I said.

“Fine.” the coach blew the whistle.” that’s a game boys and girls.” said the coach.

And then Jay and I headed to my house, Jay followed, as he did not know where he was going.

(FIN!)