Radek the ratel quickly dug back into his burrow, happily escaping the hot rain which stretched from moor to coast. A little wet wasn't a bad thing, and it had been well worth it today, for in his mouth he had claimed his newest discovery. The shiny disc was bigger than his head, and a bit grubby from being buried, but tough black paws got to work on polishing it and soon it was bright as could be. There'd be a good spot for it, and he'd see to that right away.


Home for a Radek was three burrowed rooms full of scents, trinkets and tasty things, hidden away in a quiet part of the land where grassy plains met the great Eastern sea. Outside had trails of hard earth in the ratel's well-trodden paths, satisfying and familiar. Bed was a nest of comfy fabric and linen tucked into a wicker basket, half buried and nibbled into shape. Old and new sat side by side, to keep the days bright and remind him of great times. It wasn't lively and busy, but it was safe and it was his.


Heavy claws gripped the mirror as he nudged it along the wall opposite his bed, peeking at his reflection; black fur with a grey top from head to tail. Two feet and thirty pounds of mustelid, built like a tank and not lacking for instincts when he needed them most. With the shiny mirror it felt like he had company; Radek did get visitors, now and then, but it did get very quiet sometimes.


The reflection shimmered a little in the low light, before disappearing entirely. Another face replaced it, smaller and rounder, with brighter fur and visible ears. It moved just as he did, and it met his nose when the ratel pushed his own up close. Then, curiously, the slim figure started to wriggle out from inside the mirror. Radek scurried back into his cushions in surprise, and watched as a cinnamon brown muzzle poked out into his burrow; fluffy head with glasses and black tipped ears, followed by the cute paws and slinky body of a brown and cream pine marten.


As a long tail followed the critter from the mirror, scents came with it; thick, busy, musky smells of a fresh and frisky woozle, looking around and seeming a bit disoriented. What just happened? He'd zoned out for a moment, and now he appeared to be somewhere else. Radek took the chance and pounced out of his bed, nipping at the marten's scruff and pinning him down underneath his body. The marten flinched, and then purred, his paws dangling weakly as he submitted. This was Nall, and he wasn't feeling territorial at all as his twitchy prod bumped against the ratel's belly, largely out of its sheath; he had very different things on his mind. Both of them made eye contact, and there was an understanding.


Radek slid backwards, looking over the feral marten as he showed off his light, furry belly to the larger critter. Warm scent filled the air, with beads of pre on the tip of his frisky poke as Nall presented himself. The ratel nudged closer with his nose, sniffing in approval as his tongue beginning to lick the cock from furry base to smooth tip. It slipped into his mouth easily as well, and the tank-woozle closed his eyes and tasted the cute visitor. This was unexpected, but definitely not unwelcome; spending fun time with friendly mustelids was important!


Marten paws clung around Radek's head, as the smaller woozle started to hump and grind against his muzzle and tongue. A playful tail probed and teased between ratel legs, dusting and dancing and coaxing out his warm pokeyness. Radek sucked on Nall, while also humping his long fuzzy tail. It was blissful, and exciting, and the pair seemed thoroughly engaged in their pleasure as quicker and deeper they pushed. Ratel was quiet, but marten was squeaky and chittery. Big ratel paws clung to slim marten feet, and the frisky pair whined and jostled in their eager need to make good, sticky messes. However, pairs of ears perked and noses twitched in surprise as a third scent crept into the burrow; light, curious, seeming just as excitable and frisky as the two playful mustelids were right now. Who was that?


A small white ferret had slunk in from the place behind the mirror, not as big as either of the two playful critters. It wasn't clear whether he was aroused before appearing, or if the mischief that brought him and Nall here was the cause of their eagerness, but Radek was curious and left Nall squirming needily to go brush against the ferret and nip at his ears. Though the dark-eyed white was unsure at first, he found himself plucked off the floor by his scruff. Marten had pulled him away in his mouth, leaving legs and tail and a stiff, wet prod dangling for the ratel. Said woozle promptly tasted the ferret as well, melting away the unease in gentle suckles and deep, curious licks. Everything was safe here; the three mustelids were definitely on the same page.


Nall set the ferret back on the floor, before nuzzling under Radek's body and teasing his ratel poke with frequent licks and a sneaky paw. Then, he paused and lifted his rear and tail, crouching down in the soft nest and offering up a view of his tush: light fur, pale flesh just under the tail, dangling prod. Eager marten attracted the ratel for a further look, and he nuzzled and licked at the cute goodies before hopping up and pressing against Nall's back. The teased ratel wanted to have his way, burying his muzzle into scruff and nipping hard, carefully starting to ease his tip and shaft into the waiting woozle. During this, the ferret had come up behind Radek and straddled his back in turn, lustfully pressing his slim cock under that tail, whining and chirring as he tried to make a fun ratel sandwich!


Nall was pinned down as each thrust from the ratel brushed his twitchy poke against the bed, making him gasp and leak preemptive drops of marten seed. Radek was riding him firmly, slowly, each push making him squeak and raise his head, desperate to snug deeper into that tight rump. The ratel was so big in there, but soon he was well inside the warm, cinnamon critter. The ferret was long and narrow and could push himself very deep inside the large black cutie, nibbling at fur and squirming his tail and happily finding just the right spot to push against which made Radek's cheeks feel hot and his paws tingle with pleasure; gosh, he was so full of warmth, caught between light and fluffy woozles who held tight and enjoyed the needy ratel's happy humpings.


A short splatter of early ratel seed made Nall's ears perk and his rump squeeze tightly; eagerly he rocked against the floor and pushed back against Radek to keep him tense and close to spilling over. The ratel moaned and dug into the willing scruff, solidly close as he could hump no more before sticky strings of seed were pumped inside the marten, puffing out his belly and making him feel very warm indeed. The pair wiggled frantically as little Nall was desperate to follow suit, but first it was the ferret to make his mess inside Radek; squirty, tingly, happy seed coaxed out by cuteness, sexiness, bouncy playful mustelid fun and shared warmth - and the sheer feeling of humping such an unusual woozle! Being pinned under the pair made it more difficult for Nall to finish, much as he really had to; but, he slinked and humped the fabrics where he lay, breathing in the scents of frisky ferret and wriggly ratel, squealing in surprise a few moments later as marten cum coated his belly and paws and the floor beneath.


The cute mustelids stayed snuggled together as they rested in the afterglow, marten ears and tail sunk contently, and ratel breathed in and out which squeezed Nall and raised the ferret in equal measure. Ferret would stay warm and snug inside Radek as long as he could, while the marten would be cosy between the lovely tank-weasel and his soft bed. Perhaps the pair would need to head back into the mirror in time, but for now they'd be very well cared for in the larger woozle's shiny home.