A loud PBBBFFT could be heard, quickly followed by a female “GAH!” and then the stampede of footfalls throughout the house.
	Two streaks of black and white skunks passed the hall doorway as Samantha chased her little brother into the bathroom, flinging insults at him over her annoyance of trying to get him to take a bath. He had refused to take one the other night, and the night before. Finally, she had him right where she wanted him, and he stood there with a goofy grin on his face and his hands behind his back.
	“Alright you little stinker!” Samantha said throughout her panting after chased him all around the house, choosing that particular word due to his favorite way of messing with her by sneaking up and quickly farting on her before running away. She was back from her first year at college and she would much rather be spending her first weekend partying rather than babysitting her annoying six year old brother, “Off with the underwear and get into the tub...and give me WHATEVER you're hiding behind your back. You're not that sneaky, you know!”
	“You sure you want to see what's behind my back?” he asked, huffing a bit as well as his tiny legs had to move a lot faster than hers to keep away. Samantha just held out her hand, a silent demand for whatever it was.
	Simon smiled even wider before pulling out a rather strange looking pointed tool with a trigger. At first, Samantha was horrified to think her little brother stole a power tool from the garage, but when he pulled the trigger, it became obvious that this was no power tool as a green light took up all of her vision and she felt tingly all over.
	“Gah! Where did you get a laser pointer!? You can blind someone with that, you know!” Samantha finished rubbing the spots from her eyes, opening them and blinking a couple of times, coming face to face with a pair of smelly skunk feet.
 	Simon giggled. “It worked! It worked! Big bro wasn't joking!” He looked down at his inch tall sister and squatted above her, the older sister's eyes drawn to the small bulge his young privates formed in his tight underwear.
	“Oh my...oh my...” she repeated to herself, breathing heavily, “Simon...turn me back right now, mister!” Samantha demanded, but it was obvious from the look on her kid brother's face that he wasn't about to listen to her. Instead, he smiled and lifted one of his feet up, causing Samantha turn away and brace for impact, before bringing it down right in front of her, his toes splayed and his musk pouring out of the valleys in between.
	“Sniff between my toes, Sammy. Then maybe I'll turn you back!” Her ears lowered at those orders, looking from her brother's grinning face to the deep dark ravine between his toes. Her head instantly shook in protest, but she figured there was no other possible way.
	“Y-you better change me back after this, squirt!” before beginning to advance. She immediately regretted her decision. The space between his toes was very humid, the sweat he accumulated by running from her throughout the house was still dripping off of the dark matted fur between his toes. Samantha almost retched from the stench as she approached her destination: her little brother's sweaty toe crotch. 
	A few careful steps closer and she leaned in, her wide striped tail twitching in an agitated fashion as she took note of every detail of the wet, dark fur, the drops of sweat barely hanging on to the strands, and the overwhelming atmosphere of her youngest brother's toe stench. She leaned in and very quickly took a sniff of her brother's toe crotch before backing off, her face visibly cringing. She quickly sprinted out of the ravine, the toes slamming shut with a loud squelch right behind her, the claws clacking on the floor in joy.
	She only had a brief respite, panting for only a few seconds before a shadow loomed over her. Her brother's hand quickly came down and his pudgy fingers enveloped her, lifting her up to his face and sniffing her, the intense vacuum actually blowing her ears and fur around as if in a storm.
	“Oh wow. My feet really do stink!” he said, continuing to sniff his scent from his older sister. “Now I know I promised to change you back, but...the ray gun is kind of out of battery and only Shaun knows how it works, so you'll have to wait until he gets home. But in the mean time, I can keep you safe from getting stepped on!” He put the ray gun on the sink and reached down to his underwear with his now free hand, stretching the waistband out and leaving little guesswork as to where he intended to “keep her safe”.
	“N-no! Simon, anywhere but there!” Samantha screamed at her little brother as she looked down at the outstretched underwear, the tight white fabric hugging the rest of his form even tighter as he gave his privates extra room in the front, the opening giving his older sister a good view of his crotch and pre-pubescent penis.
	Her nostrils flared as she inhaled the sweaty, dirty scent rising up from the cub's crotch and seeping from beneath his scrotum. This was the second night in a row he refused to take a bath, so the scent was very strong, especially at her size. Days of accumulated sweat, musk, and stale urine poured into her nose, causing her to wince and try to cover her muzzle.
	“I'm not THAT stinky, Sammy!” he giggled.
	Soon, with a sudden drop in her stomach, the scent began to intensify as her young brother moved her down into the opening, his pudgy fingers gripping her gently, but uncomfortably. He shuddered and giggled as her flailing legs kicked the top of his little penis, doing him no harm but tickling him in a way he'd never been tickled before.
	“Tickle my peepee again!” the cub cried out, as happy and innocent as ever. His sister lifted her legs to avoid touching it again, her face blazing red from sheer embarrassment of tickling her enormous brother's privates. When it was clear she wouldn't do it, he frowned and lowered her once more.
	Samantha lifted her legs as high as she could, trying to delay the inevitable contact with the massive penis. She lifted her sights away from the soft organ and back up towards her brother. He was smiling and looking down at her playfully, having no idea that what he was doing was wrong. She suddenly gasped when she felt a hot, spongy warmth impact against her vagina. The older sibling looked down and saw that she had made contact with his head, the warmth of his skin radiating over her crotch and deep into her vagina, making her feel even more violated than she already was.
	As Simon continued to push her down, his penis bending and squishing out of the way to let her proceed, her vagina lips were slowly rubbed over the hot skin, every little detail of the texture of his little cock head echoed through her crotch.
	Suddenly, with a squelch, the texture changed and everything was even softer as her vaginal lips kissed against her brother's cumslit, the boy's small opening deforming and bending as it gently slurped against her. Slck, slrp, splrk, slk.
	Soon, her crotch cleared the dome of his cock head and it sprung back up, the cumslit resting against her belly, the heat from the depths of his little penis radiating against her belly and seeping up through her breasts to gently waft against her face. Her legs were left loose and slowly kicking below, trying to find purchase on the white fabric.
	“You feel good down there, sis!” the little cub said with glee before letting go of the fabric, letting the waistband snap shut against his pelvis, his pudgy belly slightly hanging over the top. Without the band being held open, the underwear tightened against his crotch once more, forcing his sister to embrace his penis even more snugly.
	Simon soon went to go play with his toys and watch TV, each step causing his penis to rub and bump against his “big” sister, causing her to groan and bob along with it, nothing more than a small bump against a larger bump outlined in his underwear.
	The scent from her little brother soon began to build up within the fabric, no more opening to act as a chimney letting out the hot air and odor. She soon began to sweat in the hot darkness, her fur becoming matted and similar to the fur around the boy's crotch and in the sweaty nooks and crannies between his scrotum and legs.
	Trying to escape turned out to be futile as she couldn't use her legs to push herself up and onto his penis, the fabric too giving for any sort of leverage, and her arms weren't strong enough to do the job on their own, not with her pressed snugly against his tip.
	She began to panic, breathing through her mouth due to the hot atmosphere, which turned out to be a mistake as the thick scent could be tasted on her tongue. She grit her teeth and cringed when she realized she practically tasted her little brother's ball sweat.
	Due to her lack of movement and the little cub's young mind being distracted by other things, he eventually lost focus on her, going about his play without giving her a second thought. His favorite kid's learning show came on TV and he took a seat on the couch, entering the usual, almost hypnotic, state that children's shows are so good at inducing.
	As he watched, his body did one of the usual embarrassing things that little cubs have no control over, and his underwear began to shift ever so slightly.
	Samantha suddenly felt the snugness against the cock tighten, She thought he was just shifting, but no, this was different. This wasn't an up or down motion...it was...
	Her eyes shot open wide in fear as she tried desperately to push back against the hardening cock, her arms having almost no support and her actions only pushing her back against the briefs, a tiny struggling outline being consume by her kid brother's growing erection.
	It continued to advanced on her, Samantha trying to scream, but the pressure on her chest, painfully compressing her breasts, limiting her air intake, combined with the fabric and her brother's hypnotized TV watching state, meant no one would come to the rescue.
	Breathing became harder, her torso compressed by the firming organ, the heat increasing ten fold as the cock filled with hot blood. She felt the fabric behind her losing its softness as it grew taut, the underwear tenting with audible, loud, groans like ropes straining under an intense load, straining to hold back the advancing monster that was her kid brother's engorging cock.
	She began to breathe through her mouth now as a necessity, trying to draw in as much air as possible to feed her rapidly beating heart and aching muscles. The taste of her brother's ball sweat didn't matter anymore. The older skunk sister was hoping to finally pass out from this torment, but her body was getting just enough oxygen to stay awake through all of it, leaving her awake, dominated, and at the mercy of this six year old's erection. 
	Just as things seemed like they couldn't possibly get any worse, Samantha heard a sudden noise from beyond the penis and looked back towards Simon's stomach. She saw the faintest flex from his belly as if he was straining and her eyes grew wide in terror. She quietly whispered to herself, shaking her head slowly. “No, no...please...anything but that...Simon...please...”
	Her request went unanswered as a low groan sounded from Simon's butt before an eruption of flatulence sounded, the equivalent to being outside of a mine with sticks of dynamite going off, the stink filling the fabric of his underwear, heating up the atmosphere even more and burning his big sister's lungs, making her eyes water.
	Outside of the underwear, Simon had a look of relief on his face, his eyes closed as he unleashed the pressure pent up in his bowels before going back to eating his snacks and watching TV. It would remain this way for a couple of hours, as the television show was in a marathon, Simon's erection dying down, but his sister still unable to escape from her prison, subjected to every fart that Simon produced, her nostrils filled with the scent for days to come. That is, until Shaun got home, the twelve year old back from his friend's house.
	“Hey big bro!” Simon called out, continuing to watch his show. 
	Shaun quickly went to use the bathroom, but then called out from the hallway a question that would make Simon's eyes suddenly go wide: “Hey Simon? Why is the shrink ray in here on the sink?”