♫Mom!♫

♫Dad!♫

♫Bingo!♫

♫Bluey!♫

This episode of Bluey is called…

Precocious Heat

“Bluey! Bingo! Time to get up!” Chilli Heeler calls up the stairs to her two girls. There is rustling from the bedroom before she hears the door open and Bingo calls back “Okay, Mum.”

Chilli smiled before walking back into the kitchen. Bandit stands at the range, frying up a scramble for breakfast, while swaying his hips to some tune that only he can hear. Chilli walks over to him and drapes her arms around his shoulders, hugging herself to his back. “The girls should be down soon.” She tells him.

Bandit smiles and nuzzles her check. “It’s just finished.” He says as he moves the pan to a cold burner. He turns around to hug her. “Have I told you how you are more beautiful every day?” He quips, lips raising in a lopsided smirk.

“Not today.” Chilli smiles back, before meeting his lips with her own in a peck. He pecks back before giving her a much deeper kiss. She shudders as his tongue caresses hers. She pulls him closer to herself, feeling his reaction against her belly.

“Ew. No smoochy kiss.” Bingo exclaims as she enters the kitchen.

Startled, the amorous couple pulls away from each other. Chilli turns in place, pressing her back against Bandit’s front. “Sorry, Sweetie.” She tells her five year old as she feels the tip of Bandit’s red rocket poking into the base of her tail.

Bingo peers at her parents, thinking that they were acting pretty weird. “Okay.” She says before heading to the fridge.

“No!” Chilli exclaims. Bingo jumps, ears going flat in shock and worry. “Sorry, Bingo. Dad spilled some water earlier and the floor is still wet.” Chilli explains quickly. “ What do you want to drink?” She asks as Bingo perks back up.

Chilli nods as Bingo says she wants orange juice, tapping three digits against Bandit’s thigh. She feels him nod slightly against her hair as she taps two digits. As she taps the last digit, she turns toward her youngest and the glasses. The moment her tail brushes away from Bandit’s pride, Bandit turns away and faces the range.

Crisis averted, Chilli gets Bingo her orange juice as Bandit starts plating the scramble. As Chilli places the plate in front of Bingo, she asks “Where’s Bluey, Bingo? It’s not like her to miss Dad’s scramble.”

Bingo shrugs. “Still in bed, I think. She was saying she was freezing. Plus there was this weird smell.” Bingo says.

Chilli frowns as she glances at Bandit. While Bluey had an imagination, it wasn’t like her to pretend to be sick unless it was part of a game. “I’ll go check on her.” Bandit says, having calmed down enough that he was decent again. Chilli nods and sits at the table. Bandit hands Chilli her food before exiting the kitchen.

Chilli has only the time for three bites of food before she hears “Honey, can you come up here please?”. A brief frown graces her muzzle, hearing something off with her husband's voice. Putting her form down, she gets up and heads toward the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, she can see Bandit kneeling next to the closed door to the girls room holding his nose. “What’s wrong, Bandit?” She asks as she approaches. As she gets within steps of Bandit, she gasps at the sight of Bandit’s cock. It’s fully out of his sheath, big and red, with a stream of pre oozing out of the tip. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” She hisses, wondering what the hell is going on today. 

While they both have a healthy sex life, they are always careful to keep it away from the girls. Now, not only did they almost start fucking in the kitchen while the girls were getting up, her husband has the hardest boner she has ever seen him with after checking on their eight year old pup. She gives Bandit what he has dubbed “ The Glare”. 

Bandit pales at the glare his wife is giving him. Hoping she believes him before forcibly neutering him, he answers. “Before you think too badly of me, look in on Bluey and take a deep sniff.” Chilli’s eyes narrow, wondering what her husband is getting at. Giving him the benefit of the doubt, she cracks open the door and sticks her head in. Bandit’s moan is drowned out by her gasp. 

Bluey is laying on top of her blanket, one hand clawing at her bedding as the other is rubbing furiously at the junction of her legs. Her paws clench and relax rhythmically. Sweat coats her fur, causing her to almost glow in the morning sun coming through the window. Chilli does not even need to sniff the air, she could practically taste the pheromones her eldest is radiating. Bluey looks over, hearing the door open. “What’s going on, Mom? My cookie won’t stop itching.” She begs, her voice hoarse.

“I’ll be right with you, Bluey. Everything is okay.” Chilli says before pulling her head out the room and closing the door. She looks at her husband. He is still kneeling there, but with a shattered look on his face. Four lines of spunk extend out from him to the wall across the hall. He raises his face to meet Chilli’s. “I’m so sorry. I tried… I didn’t mean… I… I…” he says before hanging his head. 

She kneels in front of him, gently grips his chin, and raises his head so they are looking each other in the eye. “Bandit, it is okay. I am NOT mad at you. You are not the first to be turned on by their daughter's first heat, nor will you be the last. It’s just a few years too early.” She says with a smile, bringing a small smile to Bandit’s face in return. Before she can continue, they both hear “oh… oh… OH!” through the door before hearing Bluey call for Chilli again. 

Chilli calls out “ One moment Bluey!” She then turns back to Bandit. “Now, I need you to do a few things while I attend to Bluey. First, call the kindergarten and Calypso. Tell them Bluey is not feeling well and we are keeping both of them home as a precaution. Then leave the phone outside the kids door and take a shower to get the pheromones off of you. Once you're done, I need you to take Bingo to the park for the day. I’ll come get both of you when we get back from the doctor’s.”

Bandit frowns. “If there is something wrong with Bluey, I want to be there for her.” He says, his parental instincts still strong despite his body’s reactions.

Chilli shakes her head. “First off, this will be embarrassing enough for her without you being there. Secondly, while I trust you heart and soul not to do anything to her, I don’t want to take any chances with her heat being as strong as it is.”

Bandit mouth moves, trying to make any counterpoint before realizing that Chilli is right. “ Okay, Chilli.” He says before standing up and going down stairs. Chilli sighs, thinking “ Could this day get any worse?”