FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Cut down to size By: Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. They are original and used only within the context of this story. I use them with permission. This work contains underaged content as well as minor microphilia. You have been warned.

The holidays...a time for rest, relaxation, and for the young and young at heart; a time for fun. Winter break is something many kids look forward to. Teachers often eluding to it on whiteboards with countdowns to get kids even more excited and perhaps lead them astray of more pressing things. Some look forward to the gifts, others simply the time off, yet some savor the simple escape from more difficult realities.

The saying often goes "What comes around, goes around." Many find solace in the idea of karma and the concept of a great equalizer. Elliot was not one to believe in the notion, finding it silly to consider an otherwise spiritual idiom. But sorely he wished for it to be true...Many a days did the fox suffer the vengeance of many a bully. The boy was but 11 years old. Lithe and fairly average in frame but quite underdeveloped else wise.

His pediatrician telling his mother of the boys peculiarities, while the boy was not present in the room. Shorter than just about everyone in his class, measuring at a mere 132cm and weighing 36kg on his last physical. The doctor didn't seem overly concerned assuring the mother that he would be a late bloomer. After all neither of the parents were overly small.

Elliot was a red fox, with shades of orange, white, and black that decorated his young body. Truthfully handsome though most ignored him since he could be passed off as below his biological age. The boy often found himself coming from home in tears. On a fairly regular basis he was being bullied by another one of the kids in school. An overgrown wolf of the same age by the name of Lucas.

The lupine was your a-typical jock. On the school wrestling team, the wolf was popular with many of the furs. Often seen as tough and portrayed himself as a punk. Despite his efforts to impress others, the boy had little in the terms of real friends. Those who hung about him simply did so out of fear of retribution. He led an empty and lonely life.

Unlike the fox, Lucas was athletic and modestly tone for his age. The fox had tried out for the soccer team numerous times, though was never successfully recruited. Elliot was bypassed for everything, outed as "too small" to play with the "big kids." It was just another normal day when this happened and the fox didn't pout about the issue much anymore. But luckily for him the break had finally come. He didn't have to deal with Lucas for almost a month.

Lucas was but a lonely soul. The boy simply acted out from lack of friends. Though naively he believed his brutish actions would save face. Instead it simply deterred the purpose. Secretly the wolf had the heart of a passionate pup. Unsure of his own feelings, he retaliated instead of showing them. The one whom he picked on most often, Elliot, was often the one he thought most about.

On the first day of winter break, Lucas had a wrestling match. He was tasked to take on a higher weight class. The wolf had just been re-measured as he had to be for every match.

"Another growth spurt, kiddo? Your growing like a weed." The coach measured the wolf in at 152cm and 47kg.

"Yup, mom is tired of it. I'm going through shoes like water. See?" The wolf extended his wrestling shoes in front of the coach.

"Hehe, I see that. Let's put you in weight class C. It should give you more of a challenge." The coach watched as the boy wiggled his toes before her.

The coach was a firm woman. She enjoyed challenging her charges and knew the wolf was one of the more adept sportsman on the team. Deciding to pit him against a bear. Though the bear was older than Lucas, the feline figured he'd be up for it. Lucas wasn't one to back down either. A whistle was blown which called both of the boys to the mat. The bear arrived first.

By the looks of him, he was a first year in the upper school. Rather tone especially for a bear and a bit larger than the wolf himself. Lucas flipped his tail arrogantly behind him as he got into place, the coach setting herself between the two before motioning the start of the match. The ursine acted first lurching into the arena. Many cubs and teens watched from the bleachers, cheering them on.

Lucas leaned in locking his arms against the bear, before pushing the full might of his boyish musculature in single motion. The bear retracted a bit before retaliating using his own force, gaining the upper ground first. Able to reach his left leg in and trip the wolf, resulting in a muffled thud that reverberated around the gym. Loud cheers were heard, the kids thinking it to be over. Making one final effort to gain his victory, the wolf coiled his tail around and locked his right leg in place.

Shifting into a deadlock before managing to reverse the bear into a pin the coach kneeled to the floor. The larger ursine remained motionless, he was out for the count...

"1...2...3..." The third count resulted in Lucas lifting up his paw in victory.

The coach joining him in a solemn moment of surprise. The crowd only half cheering, uncertain how the smaller boy had managed such a feat. The bear arose to shake the other boys paw. The match was over, the wolf had won. The coach congratulated the smaller boy but the celebration was short lived. It was time to go home. Lucas was hot and sweaty and he wanted nothing more than to get home and shower.

Lucas went into the locker room and made quick work of changing into his street clothes. Even these were tight on him now, he thought to himself. He would have to ask his mother to take him clothing shopping sometime, even know he hated doing it. Making his exit, he headed towards his home. It was but a short distance away, a 20 minute walk at most. The weather was fine and not too brisk considering the season.

Heading outside made it painfully obvious that he was sweaty. The cold air brushed against his fur which was damp with moisture. The wolf couldn't help but bundle up as he made his venture home. Passing by several homes including houses that recently had finished construction. Many families were in the process of moving in. Lucas couldn't help but gawk at some of them as he made his way passed them on his way home.

The pre-teen noticing that most of them were furs. The last one on the row was a pair of foxes, the two seeming to be brothers. One older and one looked to be around his own age. They didn't look similar, one a pure white tone while the other was a more dark array of blacks and grays. Strangely enough the younger one sort of reminded him of Elliot. Making the wolf stop for a moment, half considering to stop the pair before seeing Elliot himself off a short distance further.

"Need to maintain face." The wolf puffed up his chest, his nerves getting to him the closer he got to the much smaller red fox.

Lucas feeling like his stomach was a fluttering with butterflies. Having to grin and bear it, the smaller fox unaware that the wolf was approaching him. Elliot was occupied searching for a soccer ball he had lost earlier in the afternoon. The kit looking through some bushes, believing the sports equipment to have found it's way into the poorly clipped hedge. Lucas didn't make much noise, knowing full well the vulpine was not prepared for what he had in store for the boy.

The wolf pushed in once he had arrived close enough to the fox, in arms reach. Shoving him once firmly, strong enough that the smaller boy fell forward. A spiked screen of pain was elicited from the assaulted cub. First laying flat on his face, the fox fought back tears from welling up in his ears. Rolling over to find the cause to be none other than the cause of seemingly all of the boys problems. Elliot.

The wolf kicked some dirt up for good measure. The soil flipping up over the boys clothing and fur, mixing into his eyes. A second kick landing near the foxes thigh, causing a fierce shock of displeasure to course through his young body. This time enough to allow the tears to flow freely, even making mud from the soil that littered his face.

"Aww...is the wittle baby gonna cwy?" Lucas mocked the smaller cub.

The wolf loomed over the boy, refraining from any more action as if in a moment of hesitation. However the wolf couldn't shake a weird throbbing sense of heat that was pulsating through his backside near his tail. It was almost if he was experiencing a sunburn, and the sensation made him feel rather weak. The wolf's attention was detracted for a moment, causing him to look back suspecting some sort of mischief causing the new feeling.

Elliot knew this was his chance and wasted no effort in making his escape. Still teary eyed, though strong willed enough to carry on his own. The wolf not noticing this yet instead finding a small pin of a laser that shifted to his just below waist as he turned around. Lucas following it with his eyes to the last house he'd just passed. The source seeming to be a toy gun poking out of one of the open boxes. The strange feeling following the pin of light as it moved.

Just to be sure that it was the cause, Lucas moved his right paw in front of the small light. The sting sure enough following with the speck of light. Almost causing a burning sensation in the flesh of his pawpad, before going away. The light dimmed as the stream vanished. The ache seemingly vanished along with it. Perhaps it was one of those heat-rays he'd heard so much about in the sci-fi novels he'd fancied over in the past.

Deciding it wasn't a pressing issue, he turned back around to see the fox had run off. Not seeing him in sight either, concluding it was time for him to go home. It was but a short distance home, only several minutes from the field where the wolf had encountered Elliot. Upon reaching his house, the pre-teen was reminded that he was home along for a while. Both of his parents had left him on his own since they both had business to attend to and felt he was old enough to handle himself.

Lucas enjoyed the thought of the freedom, but was truthfully unsure of how to deal with the unabated sense of liberty he was being given. Making his way indoors, the inside was of course deserted. Rather cool since even adjusted the heat had not yet been turned on. Elliot shivered trying to cover himself from the chilled conditions of the living room. Locking the door behind him, he threw his bag to the side in an effort to make a dash to turn on the heater.

All that was needed was to turn the switch on, as he'd promised to keep it off while he was out of the house. A snap of the plastic, turned on the device, it was only a matter of time before the house became warm. The wolf was a bit overeager for warmth, he felt unusually cold as if the warmth had been sucked out of him.

"Perhaps he was getting sick." He thought to himself.

"Nothing a warm shower wouldn't solve..." He continued to think out loud.

Forgetting all about his bag, Lucas meandered towards the bathroom.

"Maybe I was outside in the cold for too long?" The boy couldn't kick the fleeting sense of weakness as he carried his body forward.

The lavatory was but a short ways down the single hallway. The lupine's home was humble and only a single floor with a maroon carpet decorating the floors.

"At least the floor is warm..." Lucas stopped mid sentence since that reality had been broken after arriving into the washroom.

Shuffling into over the tiles, his once warm footpaws were chilled by the ceramic flooring. The wolf flitted his tail, wrapping it around himself in an effort to keep warm. Managing to make it over to the stall where the shower sat. Turning on the water half way, he allowed to steam to creep up around the room. Simply basking in the warmth, finally in a state of relaxed bliss.

Once he finally felt relaxed the boy began to strip. His clothing coming off quite easily despite the amount of dried sweat on his young fur. The wolf couldn't help but recall the wardrobe having been tighter earlier, deciding instead to ignore the notion as a simple mistake on his part. After all his muscles were much more relaxed now. After achieving nudity the wolf was ready to clean himself of the days grime.

Stepping into the shower was a welcome addition to his day. Sighing in relief, Lucas enjoyed the feeling of the lethargy as the steamy water hit his fur and skin. It didn't take long for his body to become soaked and matted. Eventually he became relaxed, almost to the point where he didn't want to move. Closing his eyes to savor in the moment. No thoughts were considered, standing motionless, the wolf remained but for a moment...

But he knew it couldn't last forever. Finally budging his head to open his eyes. Grabbing a bar of soap to begin washing himself in order to smell better. Using a bar of soap, he lathered up the hygeine product in his paw before beginning to rub it over the extent of his body. Focusing on areas he knew often ended up more smelly than others. Even getting a whiff of his own scent on the process, his empowered sense of smell had it's downsides sometime.

The aroma of sourness reminded him, he needed to do a good job cleaning. After all he didn't want his bed to stink once he retired for the night. Spending a little more time than usual washing himself. Lucas stopping for a moment hesitating around his sheath and balls. Rubbing his soap sud covered paw into his boyhood. The feeling of his new focus making his red rocket peek out of it's fur and skin covered pocket.

Slowly his mind began to wander. Thoughts of Elliot soon popped into the boys mind. Of the time when Lucas had caught the boy stripping into his undies. The familiar outline of his sheath outlined in the foxes briefs. The wolf began to fantasize...about touching it. In reality he was touching himself, but the thoughts only drove him further into bliss. His shaft glistening against the warm water as it flowed down onto his young body.

His paw slowly gripped around his shaft, his mind already considering what the fox might have looked like naked. Elliot shifting away once the the wolf tried to touch the smaller cubs genitals. A tear reaching Lucas' eye but was washed away quickly by the streaming flow of the shower. Beginning to pump allowing the foxes form to fill his mind with lewd thoughts. Allowing himself to pump his own young member into his pawpads, the wolfs grip rubbing himself vigorously.

Already his cock was leaking pre-cum. Lucas' breathing growing sparse and rather rampant with panting as his chest rose and depressed with his continued indulgence. In his mind the fox finally allowed him to touch his own bulge. This sent the wolf over the edge, spewing several streams of precum strong enough that they jetted forward before being washed away. The boy relaxing again, the vision of his fantasy fading away once he tried to calm down.

"Why do I feel this way about him...why can't it go away..." Lucas fought back tears as they welled up in his eyes.

The boy was a confused mess. He acted like a jerk to the younger fox but in reality he had realized his own feelings towards the boy. Acting out instead of rationalizing, the wolf found it necessary to be mean to the smaller boy. Wrestling was just another excuse to act on his own aggression. Eventually Lucas snapped out of his sense of stupefaction, finding his fur to be quite matted and his skin rather pruned.

It was time to get out...he thought to himself. Exiting the stall before turning off the water, the sogginess streamed off his body onto the tile. The floor becoming quite wet, despite Lucas' attempt to dry himself as quick as possible. After all his fur kept water a little too well. Much effort was required to even get himself even remotely dry. But the cub tried his best to manage the task. The sense of coolness he had experienced earlier, seemed to have gone away at least.

Once he felt he was dry enough, it was time to leave the moist room. Looking over to the side of the room, it seemed he had forgotten a change of clothes. Luckily for him, there was no one home so an adventure in the nude would be necessary. Though he was fairly modest and decided to cover himself anyways. Darting towards his room, the vacant space was but a single door down the hall on the left. Unlike most boys his age the room was rather clean and organized.

Inside he looked around, making sure no one was peeking through his window. Lucas was a vain cub, worried what others might think of him. It was one of the reasons he was so keen on keeping his form in top shape for wrestling. In actuality he didn't like the sport all that much...instead preferring the closeness he experienced with other male cubs. Making his way to the wardrobe to fish out some clothes for the day. Everything he kept in the first two drawers except for his winter clothing.

Pulling out a simple blue shirt, with matching boxers, along with some jean shorts. Figuring it was simple enough to laze about the house in. Taking the set to his bed, looking out the window once more to reassure himself of a lack of mischief. Beginning to dress himself, the chore was rather easy. The clothing fit all to well and seemed to even be a tad loose on him. It was a rather nice surprise since he was expecting similar tightness to which he had encountered lately.

It was getting to be late. The sun was already setting outside soon to be replaced by the moon. Lucas shut the blinds to make himself a quick bite to eat. He needed to get to bed early if he was to make the wrestling meet tomorrow. The boy didn't want to upset his coach and wasn't about to let her down. Since he was bathed and dressed he felt much better than he had earlier. Lucas figured his mother had stored leftovers for him to heat up.

A quick trip to the kitchen was necessary. The cubs stomach rumbled, the mere second he considered food made him hungry quite often. After all a growing boy needed his food. Looking inside the refrigerator proved his theory. On the right side of the shelves were several containers with food labeled. The wolf was a sucker for meat and decided on a steak. Inside the transparent plastic showed the slab along with some pre-cooked vegetables.

Lucas slappped them into the microwave to make the food warmer. Two minutes passed and the timer went off. The smell was rather inviting as the boy sniffed the air after opening the microwave to waft out the steam. Allowing it to cool a bit, he set down a plate and silverware to dine with before gathering the container to dish out the food items. Plopping it out with a muffled slap on the plate. Not taking much care, instead throwing the container into the sink. He was hungry and didn't want to wait.

The puppy was not very modest with food, even with others around. Spending very little time chewing and this time he spent no time even bothering with the utensils he set aside. Instead keeling over and devouring the delicacy as if it were prey that he had freshly killed himself. It was as if he had let loose his more primal urges. Using his paws to deliver what vegetables into his maw that he felt like eating. The boy burping once he finished his meal.

"Mmm...that was good." Lucas thought to himself.

Looking at the clock showed 8PM, he had a little bit of time before he needed to go to bed. Heading into his room he decided to pop on his computer. Hoping that Elliot was on the internet, since Lucas had been toying with him for some time under a pseudonym. The device was back in his room and would allow him some down time. The wolf cleaned up his things before going back into his room. The strange feeling of coolness having returned to him since the warmth of the food had settled.

It wasn't unbearable but allowed the wolf to get a blanket to cover himself in the chair once he sat down at the desk. Powering on the computer, Lucas patiently awaited as the screen flickered to life. Elliot was a big gamer and Lucas knew just where to find him this time at night. Discord was a reliable source of finding the fox. Like usual the fox was on Splatoon. He had not yet graduated to the newer game on the Switch as his parents couldn't yet afford it.

The wolf himself wasn't very good at it but it was easy enough to get into since his secret crush was into the game. Lucas bundled up into his blanket folding his knees against the desk so that he didn't feel quite as chilled. Plopping his controller into his lap before joining a game that he saw the fox hosting. The wolf made a point of making the fox his target. Scoring a few KO's on him and losing very few lives himself. Even managing to be the most valuable player a match or two.

Eventually the fox gave up, even going out of his way to say Lucas was griefing him in a private message, prompting the lupine to send a quick response. But it was too late the fox had logged off in a fit of fustration. Once again the wolf had screwed up his chances causing the boy to sulk a little bit in his chair, deciding he would retire for the night even if he hadn't spent much time messing around online.

Getting up, Lucas shuffled the fabric off his form. His sleeves rubbing into his elbows and the lower hem of his shirt sagging below his waist. The shirt didn't fit quite as well as he remembered, it seemed large on him now...even his pants sagged. He could see down into his undies through the small opening between his waist and shorts. It was a strange sight he wasn't used to except for when he undid his button.

Lucas couldn't help that he was hallucinating. He had been feeling strange all day. Deciding to ignore it and turn in for the night. Perhaps he could sleep off this awry sense of disillusion he was experiencing. He was tired anyways even know it was still early for him. Yawning and stretching before turning off the lights. Plopping down onto his comfy bed, Lucas made sure that his comforter was well in reach. The desire for warmth still hung about him, he couldn't quite kick the resilient chill beneath his fur.

It didn't take long for sleep to overcome the boy. Dreams often visited him in his slumber. This time it was a strange shadow of a facade. A figure that broke between shrouded shadows unfettered by the glimmer of light. Lucas found his curiosity peaked. Not much was around, a white room with little decoration to speak of. The spectre bending over as if to grab something important that it had dropped. As the wolf got closer, he could make out the dark shape of a tail and ears.

The prize which it was searching, resembled a circular shape with no particular pattern of colors. It was but a solid black and once the shade acquired it, the figure reached upward as if holding it in triumph. Once Lucas was in distance, feeling close enough to the outline, trying to touch it. But it was but an error. The effigy breaking into a river of tears before falling to the floor into a puddle beneath Lucas' paws.

Darkness soon replaced the formerly pale surroundings. Pitch black smoke billowed around as the floor fell beneath the wolf. It seemed he fell without end. Falling....falling into an abyss with no sides and no shapes to dictate just how far he was descending. A brush of cool air flowed into the boys fur, flushing it straight upward as his speed seemed to pick up. For a moment an aura of gray could, be seen beneath him. Coming ever closer with unerring speed. He crashed into it...before waking up.

Waking up the boy was sweating. It had been but a nightmare. Not something normal by any means. Peering out the window proved it was still relatively late out. The digital clock on the wall proved this was the case: 6:00 AM. He still had another few hours to sleep. Continuing to toss and turn in his bed, the wolf couldn't seem to go back to sleep. Finally deciding just to get up and begin his day despite it being the weekend, on top of the beginning of winter break.

Perhaps he could train some before his match? Lucas tried to give himself more purpose.

Slowly but surely the wolf groggily gathered himself off the bed. Kicking off his sheets as well as his comforter. Shuffling himself out of the bed, to begin his day. His shirt dragging along the sheets, grinding into his tail behind him. Once managing to clear the bed, pointing his paws off the bed. Getting up his shorts and boxers falling off him.

"What the...?" Lucas watched the clothing pile collect at his feet.

The wolf stared downward. Didn't that clothing fit him well the day before? Pinching himself just to make sure he was awake. The pain proving that much to be the fact. The shirt too now seemed to drape over his body. Not quite covering his sheath, but he figured it probably could if he readjusted it. The bottom line was to clothing was much too big for him now...

"Am I...getting smaller?" Lucas didn't think it to be possible but...all of this seemed to add up to the obvious.

"Is this...for real?" The wolf thought the internet might have some answers for his problem.

Kicking his way past the pile of clothes, he made his way to the computer. Since he was half naked he couldn't help but feel a bit chilly. He would have to have to turn up the heat once he was done. Fortunately the blanket was still available. Turning on the computer he waited for it to power on. Discord popped up with a message from Elliot.

"Who is this?" The fox had asked, apparently Lucas' message of regret had gone through.

The wolf decided to ignore it for now as there were more pressing issues at hand. Browsing around google, all Lucas could find was dead ends. Fantasy and fake magic supposed to alter size. Nothing reliable or even remotely seemed to exist. The episodes of Gigantism and Dwarfism relating but not really offering any real solution to his issue. Many images he came across of Microphilia and Macrophilia, and the boy couldn't help but wonder why these existed.

But he ended up coming up short. Rather frustrated that nothing came up. A call to the doctor was needed but the office didn't open until 7. He had to wait...continuing to comb through the internet as the minutes passed by. Once 7 had finally passed, he didn't waste a moment. Punching in the numbers for his primary. Surely they would believe him right?

"Hello, Is this Doctor Jene's office?" There wasn't much of a wait, the operator picked up almost immediately.

"It is. How can I help you?" The female on the other side tried to be helpful.

"I need to request an emergency appointment today." The cub tried to remain calm, but still overly concerned about his condition.

"What's wrong? What're your symptoms?" The operator was required to document patients reasons for their medical records.

"Well this is going to sound strange...but I think I'm getting smaller." The cubs voice trailed off a bit towards the end of his sentence.

"This isn't a joke kid, Don't call back again." The operator hung up the phone violently.

"That was to be expected, I guess...so now what do I do?" The wolf spun around in the chair for a moment.

As the chair stopped, he saw Elliot had popped on Discord.

"Maybe he would help?" Lucas didn't think it to be likely considering how he'd treated the boy

Pushing his way back into the desk, he began typing on the keyboard, entering a message into discord.

"Hey...sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean to target you." The wolf had no choice...it was time to make amends.

"It's alright. It's just a game. Who're you anyways?" Elliot responded in a short period of time.

"It's Lucas." The lupine was nervous about revealing his identity.

There was a pause in typing for several moments before Elliot began to form a response.

"What do you want?" Elliot didn't even know why he was bothering with the bully but curiosity got the better of him.

"Look...I'm sorry how I've been treating you. I've been a jerk and I apologize." The wolf fought back an unwavering sense of sadness as he admitted that.

"And...what if I don't believe you?" Elliot didn't really know what to make of this conversation.

"What if I tried to prove it?" Lucas knew he wasn't about to win over the fox over the internet.

"How do you intend to do that?" Elliot thought he was being led into another trap.

"I'll treat you to lunch today, how does that sound?" The wolf figured this would be as good a place to start as any.

"Fine...but I'm bringing my big brother just in case." The fox wanted to be extra sure it wasn't mischief planned.

"Alright that's fine. I understand. Where do you want to eat?" Lucas didn't care much where they ate as he wasn't picky about food.

"I'll meet you at Taco Bell at 11. I'll have my brother drop me off." Elliot logged off, or blocked the wolf after that.

"Better than nothing I suppose...." Lucas looked back at the clock. 8:30AM.

The lupine knew this was his chance. He couldn't afford to screw up, especially since the fox had threatened to bring his brother. Perhaps a gift would do...but he didn't know what the fox liked outside of video games. There was a new game that Lucas got for his last birthday, that he hadn't even touched. It would have to do since he couldn't actually afford a new game on his own. The boys allowance was but a meager $10 per week.

Not to mention he'd only been given $30 extra for the 3 days where his parents would be gone. It was hardly a great sum of cash but more than he was usually given. Lucas decided it would be used to buy the two lunch. Besides he had no other use for it that he could think of. He didn't think he needed another shower so decided instead to continue researching his little issue.

An hour and a half of research brought nothing. Though he had encountered various science fiction works across the web. Lucas didn't come over anything more promising than his first roundabout. But it had at least burned time. It was time to get ready. By the time he got up, the formerly fine fitting shirt decently covered him below his groin now. Looking into the mirror, he seemed to look quite ridiculous. It was like looking at a younger brother trying on the older ones clothing.

"Guess...I'm still getting smaller." The wolf said looking himself over once more.

"Better figure this out...and quick." Lucas figured he would need a smaller set of clothing.

Making his way to the wardrobe before opening the drawer. Looking inside the wolf shuffled through his clothing, towards the bottom. Figuring the smallest pieces of his wardrobe would near the bottom. Finding a set that he was fairly familiar with. A shirt that he hadn't worn in over a year and change. A matching set of shorts to go with it. One of those that normally were designed to ride high up on the thighs when worn properly.

The last things to find where underwear. Lucas assumed that none of his boxers fit him now, he had to revert to briefs. The idea simply made his mind writhe with disgust. The boy hated how they hugged snugly against his body and left little in the room for freedom. Taking it out along with some socks, he delivered the set to his bed. Removing the now much to large shirt from his form, placing it on the floor with the rest of his shed clothing.

Putting on the briefs first made him feel foolish. The wolf believed it made him look younger than he actually was. Standing up only confirmed the fact. The blue lining in the otherwise white delicate made him look no more than 10 years old. What little muscle he had, was all but gone from his young body. Considering that he looked quite pathetic in his current state, Lucas couldn't help but think how much worse it would get.

Continuing to dress himself, he only felt even more silly. After becoming fully dressed he looked at himself in the mirror once more.

"Yep...definitely look younger. Maybe Elliot won't notice." Lucas considered that notion rather foolish.

It was time to get going. He had a bit of a bike ride to hike before he could get to the restaurant. Grabbing his shoes before heading outside, he keeled over to put them on.

"Damn it...these are too big now too!" The shoes simply fell off his footpaws, even after tying them.

Another trip to his room was necessary. He knew all too well of the "no shoes, no service" rule applied, even to furs. Dipping into his closet he found an old pair, that might fit him now.

"Good thing Mom doesn't throw anything away." Lucas slipped on the shoes, marveling that the 2 year old sneakers fit him, even if a bit snug.

Luckily the pair matched his current outfit deciding to ignore the tightness of his "new" shoes. He wanted to look good for his little date, rushing out the door. Shutting it behind him, he locked it tight.

Looking at his bike made his little issue even more apparent. Half thinking he couldn't manage to reach the pedals anymore. Sizing himself up next to the mode of transport.

"Maybe if I adjusted the seat..." Lucas punched in the button before lowering the seat a few notches.

"That should work for now..." The wolf fixed his tail behind him mounting the bike and heading off.

It was a nice day not too warm, and not too cold. Though the sense of coolness still hung about the boys body. Eventually replaced by the balmy feeling that came with a sense of exasperated sweat. His fur made him extra vulnerable to perspiration. Taco Bell was but a short distance away. 15 minutes of constant pedaling from the boys home.

Once he arrived, the wolf looked around fervently searching for the fox. By the time he'd arrived the shoes on his paws didn't feel quite so bothersome anymore. They even had some nice toe room, though not quite enough to wiggle. His shirt gently flowed against the dry windy day. Elliot could be seen in the distance, already at one of the tables. The foxes brother nowhere in sight.

Perhaps he'd come alone after all, Lucas thought to himself. As the wolf got closer, his nerves began to overtake him. Butterflies fluttering in his stomach once his gaze set upon the fox. Elliot looked upon him with curiosity. Something seemed off about him, he looked...smaller.

"Hiya Elliot, Thanks for coming." Lucas gritted his hand paws together in a fit of nervousness.

"What happened to you?" The fox wasn't about to ignore the elephant in the room.

"I um...I think I'm getting smaller." The taller boy joined the smaller one at the table.

"I can see that...but why?" Elliot's inquisitiveness had gotten the better of him.

"How should I know?" Lucas shrugged as he hadn't quite figured that out yet.

"Well...is that why you came here?" Elliot rolled his eyes at the wolf.

"Kinda...I guess I feel bad about how I've treated you." Lucas moved his seat closer to the fox.

They were almost eye level now...It was rather worrisome to the wolf who just the day before towered over the smaller boy. But this was not his concern right now.

"Oh really and what makes you think you can make it better?" Elliot still didn't quite believe the lupines intention.

"Well I thought this would be a start..." The wolf leaned in to the left, kissing the fox on the cheek.

"What?...Why did you do that?" The vulpine remained motionless in shock and awe.

"Because I like you, Elliot." Lucas leaned in to kiss a second time, this time taking several seconds before breaking.

Elliot looked over into the gray furs eyes as if examining for sincerity. The yellow tinted glare remained fixed on his own. The two perfectly eye level with each other now. The fox wasn't entirely sure of what to make of this. The wolf sensed some hesitation allowing his paw to stroke down the clothed back of the fox. Mindful of the people in the dining room, he got an idea to get passed the obvious public nature of their ordeal.

His paw soon found it's way into the other cubs pant pocket. Elliot squirmed a bit but didn't try to move away. His own young body was giving way to the newfound pleasure his friend was giving him. Lucas wrapped his paw firmly inside before grinding and pressing into the flesh of what he assumed was his friends sheath. With each touch , the cub twitched and fidgeted.

"What're you doing....Stop." Elliot whispered...as he didn't want to attract attention.

"Just relax..." Lucas tried to re-assure the fox.

With each touch, the vulpine kit became less and more and more receptive to the more assertive wolf. Closing his eyes, finally accepting his embrace Elliot allowed his friend to pleasure him. The wolf was making quick work of his friend. Already having pre-cum spray into the fabric of his shorts. This made Lucas even more eager, knowing his crush was into it. Beginning to pump as methodically as the confined space would allow.

Gradually the fox spread his legs in the chair. The grinding of the fabric into his sheath and bare flesh caused friction to stimulate his crotch.

"Mmmph!" Elliot tried to mute his own grunting.

Elliot's heartbeat was growing rather rampant, his heartbeat slowed but still steady. He was nearing his edge as the little kits member pulsated in twitched between the dextrous pads of his friends. Not even a second later the boy spewed into the eager touch of the wolf. The wolf simply smirked, knowing full well what it meant, only confirmed by the gentle sigh elicited from Elliot's maw.

"Wow...that was..." Elliot was cut off mid sentence.

"I really like you... Let's just...start over, ok?" Lucas removed his soiled paw from the boys pocket.

"Alright...I guess." The fox was forgiving enough to let it be.

So the two went about their lunch. Lucas was true enough to his word and paid for the meal. Strangely enough the coolness seemed to have escaped his body, only to be replaced by an ornate feeling of warmth. Was this feeling, love? Only time would tell...

To be continued...?