Maid Marion looked at the dusty, dirty bunny in front of her and sighed, shaking a head. Skippy,
 one of the local village boy's, had been playing where he shouldn't have been, and now his fur was
 covered with mud and burrs.

"Right then." she said "Skippy, I can't let you go home to your mother like this. I'm going to have
 to give you a bath."

Skippy's heart started pounding when he heard those words. Looking up at the pretty fox Lady,
 he clutched the hem of his shirt. "Bu...but..."

"Now Skippy. You're filthy, and you have burrs in your fur! Come along then, this way." With that,
 she took his small paw in her own, and led the little bunny to a nearby stream.

Skippy's nervousness wasn't because he didn't want to take a bath. Despite his youth, he was at 
the age where he was beginning to find girls attractive, and the thought of Maid Marion seeing 
him without his clothes... he felt butterflies in his stomach at the though, a strange, not 
unpleasant tingling feeling in his crotch. Unconciously, he whined a bit, trying to pull his hand out of hers.

Marion looked down at the boy, concerned. "Skippy, what's wrong? Don't you want to get nice and clean?"

Skippy just looked down at his feet, too embarassed and too young to be able to express his feelings.

"Come on then, here we are."

Skippy started. He'd been so lost in thought he hadn't noticed their arrival at the stream. 
Faced with the sudden reality of his coming nakedness before the Maid Marion, he panicked,
 trying to tug his paw free from hers.

"Skippy, whan on earth?" Marion, startled by the boy's fear, kneeled in front of him, gently 
placing her paws on his shoulders and looking in his eyes. "Skippy, what's wrong?" She was 
genuintly concerned.

Faced with her very large and very pretty eyes, Skippy felt suddenly foolish. He blushed, 
twisting the hem of his shirt is paws.

"Um..." he couldn't think of anything to say. "I dunno...." he finished lamely, looking down 
at his hindpaws.

Marion shook her head. Little boys, she thought to herself, I'll never understand them.

"Right then." Marion stood, walking over to an old treestump close by the water. 
"Come here Skippy, I promise as soon as you're clean you can go back to play with your friends."

Skippy shuffled over to stand between her legs, not able to meet her eyes as he felt 
the strange feelings in his sheat start to intensify. He blushed, nervously twisting his 
hindpaw in the dirt as he felt her cool paws take hold of his shirt. Reluctantly letting 
go, he raised his arms to let her lift it over his head.

1) Is that all Skippy wears?

2) A dirty little bunny girl wanders by, Marion decides to wash her as well, with Skippy. 
Skippy covers his crotch when he sees her, Marion scolds him for being silly, little girl 
bunny anxious about being nervious in front of him, Marion disrobes her, Skippy 
forgets his shyness and becomes curious, as does the girl, Marion has to run off 
and leaves them naked together...