Start the chores.

Dexter jumps as there is a loud knocking on his door. Growling softly, he hears his mom calling out from the other side for him to get up and get outside. "Be right there." He says with a sigh as his paw moves away from his cock and gets up.

He runs his paws through his fur to smooth it down before heading out of his room. By this time his cock has gone back to hiding inside of his sheath. His family never bothered with clothes, why should they? The animals that they kept didn't wear any, why should they?

He heads to the kitchen to grab something quick to eat before going outside, only to be greated with a white tail raised up and ass up in the air as his mom was finding something in a lower cupboard.