The Sibling Bond

Mackenzie snapped awake to a sound that she had become intimately familiar with over the course of the last few months: the yelling and screaming of her two kids. She sighed and slowly sat up, throwing her blanket off and stumbling out of her bed, the husky's light orange fur glimmering in the light of the rising sun. Her husband and father, Colt, had already had to leave for work earlier in the morning, having quietly snuck off so as not to accidentally wake up either his daughter or his cubs. Mackenzie squinted at the clock on the wall as she sleepily pulled on a jumper and jeans, groaning at being woken up at six in the morning when she could've easily had an hour or two more time to rest. The canine had given birth to a set of twins about twelve years ago, shortly after getting married to her dad with the help of their wonderful therapist, but the cubs hadn't grown very close over the years. It started with the usual sort of friction between a brother and a sister, the pair occasionally pouting or making fun of the other one, but the tension between them had only continued to grow and worsen as the years went on, getting to a critical point where the duo simply couldn't even share a room without constant fighting and yelling, forcing their mother to give them seperate bedrooms. Mackenzie stepped into her boy's bedroom where the commotion was coming from, ripping the door open in annoyance, 
"What's going on!?" 
The two cubs were standing in the middle of the room, the cinnamon boy and the black-and-white girl startled slightly by her entrance, their heads shooting in her direction. Her son, Dalton, had his arms wrapped around one of his board games, a stubborn look on his face as he wrenched the box away from her sister, 
"Mom! She's trying to steal from me!" 
The daughter, Gertrude, glared daggers up at her slightly taller brother, 
"No I'm not! She said that we were supposed to share our toys and stuff!" 
"But Gertrude took it without asking me first, I was gonna play it too!" 
"No you weren't!" 
The twins descended into screaming and shouting once more, Mackenzie sighing and burying her face into her hands, tired of the constant bickering. She grabbed the board game from the two, shoving it on top of a tall cabinet, well above the reach of either of the cubs, 
"If you can't share, then neither of you gets to play with it. And if I can't get you two to live together without constantly being at each other's throats, then I'll have to just bring in someone who can. Friday evening, I'm picking you two up straight from school and I'm bringing you to therapy."
She walked away, leaving the kids staring at the open door, trying to process her decision, Dalton finally crossing his arms with a pout, 
"That's your fault!" 
"No it isn't! That's YOUR fault!" 
"Nuh-uh!" 
Trying to disregard the beginning of another fight, Mackenzie walked to her bedroom and opened up her nightstand, digging through it until she found a slightly dusty business card, silver letters embedded into black cardstock, a slight smile spreading on her face as she pulled out her phone, dialing the number on the card, 
"Hello, is this still Dr. Quivers' office? It is? Wonderful! I was hoping to book a time for this Friday, for my two cubs…" 

Waiting in her car in front of the school, Mackenzie slowly tapped her foot in rhythm with the radio as she kept her eye on the clock, wanting to make sure that neither of the pups tried to skip the meeting she had scheduled. A song from her childhood came on, bringing a smile to her face and taking her memory right back to her first visits with Dr. Quivers, when she still had a rather strained relationship with her dad. With the gryphon's help, the two were able to easily get over the difficult breakup between Colt and her mom, bringing them together even closer than they had ever been before. Mackenzie still couldn't fully access her memories of all that the doctor had done, his slightly unique methods resulting in a lot of success nevertheless, the hypnosis he had put her and her father under still having an effect on them. It also wasn't just coincidence and the wonderful results that made Mackenzie choose to bring her cubs in for a visit with Dr. Quivers, the programming in her mind guaranteeing that she'd take the twins to him sooner or later, though she had no idea of the hidden hand pulling at the strings of her subconscious, thinking it was nothing except her idea. After a few minutes of waiting around, the siblings finally ran out of the school, Dalton hopping into the front seat while Gertrude slipped into the back, their mother having quickly learned that the ride wouldn't be very pleasant if both kids were allowed to sit right next to each other. The cubs weren't too excited about having to start their weekend off with a visit in some boring old therapist's office, though the two both knew well enough to not go against their mother's orders at least, the boy sighing and staring out the window while the girl pulled out her phone with a slight frown. Mackenzie drove across town to Dr. Quivers' office, wonderful memories flooding into her brain as she parked right where her dad had used to park back in the day, ushering her cubs out and herding the duo in through the front, stepping over to the reception, 
"Hello, I had a reservation here under the name Ma-" 
She was quickly stopped by a hand on her shoulder, the grinning Dr. Quivers standing right next to her in his suit, looking exactly like he had the last time that she had seen him years ago, seeming to not have aged a day. She gasped and quickly tackled the man, burying her face into his greying feathers and giggling in delight as she hugged him, a comforting hand on her back as she sighed, 
"Oh, Dr. Quivers! I've missed you!"
"I've certainly missed you as well, I've been anxiously waiting for your return~" 
She cleared her throat and quickly let go of the gryphon, turning to motion towards her twins, 
"And here's my two little troublemakers, Dalton and Gertrude."
The therapist bent down slightly, smirking as he nodded at the cubs, 
"You're both very adorable, the spitting image of your parents~" 
The avian gathered up the siblings, gently pushing them towards his office as he smiled at Mackenzie, 
"Would you mind if we had our session in private, just me and the little ones, at least for the time being? I find that cubs are much more… open when they're away from their parents, I believe it'll help me get to the root of their problems much easier."
"Oh, of course, I'll go for a little visit to the cafe around the corner then."
"Wonderful, my secretary will give you a call in case our session finished up quicker than planned."
Mackenzie waved at her cubs as the trio disappeared into the office, smiling and humming as she walked back out, confident that they were in the best possible hands. 

The siblings were slightly tense in the new environment, led into a spacious room with large bookcases lining the wooden walls, the slightly antiquated decor and the suit giving the strange man a refined edge that neither of the two were used to. Dr. Quivers allowed the cubs to settle into the room, closing and quietly locking his office's door before taking a seat behind his desk, motioning for the brother and sister to sit down opposite him. The pair did just so, Gertrude glancing at the boy and shuffling her chair a few inches further from him with an annoyed grunt, Dalton returning the favour by making faces at her. The gryphon could see that he had his work cut out for him, but he was completely sure that his unusual and quite taboo methods of therapy would get the duo's differences put aside in the end. The doctor spent the first handful of minutes of the appointment simply chatting with the pair, talking very casually to get them nice and relaxed, a serene mind being far more receptive to his techniques than someone who's stressed out. While talking about the pups' plans for the weekend and their school, Dr. Quivers couldn't help but to run his eyes up and down the twins' bodies, licking his beak and grinning, already feeling his loins stirring under his desk. The pair truly did resemble their parents to an impressive degree, the boy having very obvious notes of his dad's stocky form while the girl was a mirror image of Mackenzie's younger body. After getting to know the canines slightly better and seeing that their postures were starting to relax, he moved swiftly to the purpose of their visit, pulling out a metronome and flicking it, letting the rhythmic ticking run on, the heavy wooden walls blocking all other sounds and eating up any echoes of it as he spoke softly, 
"I want you both to just close your eyes, and listen to the ticking. Focus your whole mind on it, and don't listen to my words~" 
He had learned very early on during his career how to speak not to his patients, but to their subconscious, slipping his messages past his client's awake minds by getting them to focus on the distraction while he went to work. He studied the cubs for a few moments, making sure that both were doing as he had instructed, their docile expressions and slumped bodies confirming that they were indeed ready for his second phase. 

Dr. Quivers walked up behind the two cubs, kneeling down on the floor and hooking his arms around both of the twins' shoulders, smirking as he spoke in a hushed tone, not wanting to break their concentration, 
"You'll follow my commands and do as I say, because I only want to help you~" 
Leaning closer and gently rubbing the cubs' shoulders, the man closed his eyes and inhaled, getting a tiny whiff of the pair's mother, Mackenzie still seemingly fond of the same perfume as she had used when she was still visiting him. Softly rubbing the back of the boy's neck and brushing the girl's cheek, the gryphon poured his words directly into the twins' subconscious, 
"You will both see your sibling in a new light, a very different light. I want you both to think of each other not as a brother and a sister, but two lovers~" 
He pushed his hands down the huskies chests, feeling up the small bumps on Gertrude's chest, surprised but happy to see that she wasn't yet wearing any sort of a bra. He could feel the twins breathing heavier as he grabbed both of their crotches, a tiny bulge forming in Dalton's shorts as he gently rubbed two fingers in a circle over the boy's nethers, whispering, 
"You'll have some very negative thoughts about loving and sleeping with your sibling, but I want you to push those thoughts out of your mind the moment that they appear, don't let those ideas burden your back~" 
Feeling the urge to do a bit more than to just work his therapeutic magic on the cubs, Dr. Quivers decided to take a small break, huffing as he withdrew his arms and opened up his pants, 
"I'd like you both to stand up now, please." 
Obeying without question, the pups stood up, staring straight ahead with glassy eyes as the man pulled both of their pants down to their ankles, slowly shimmying their underwear down right afterwards. He slipped the clothes off, throwing both pairs of underwear onto his desk, intending to stash them away as mementos of his first counselling session with the twins. He stood up, admiring the half-naked cubs in front of him, letting his barbed shaft drool all over his carpet as he stroked himself. 

Dr. Quivers grabbed a handful of Dalton's ass, moaning as he gave the plump cheeks a squeeze, lifting up the dog's tail to get a proper look at the boy's snug little pucker, chuckling to himself, 
"You've definitely got your backside from your father's side of the family~! Still slightly disappointed that I didn't have the chance to give his flank a try, I suppose I could make up for some of that now…" 
He wiped a large glob of precum from the tip of his tapered shaft, pulling the cub's ass cheeks open before slipping the wet thumb between the buns, slathering the puffy tailhole and pushing just the very tip of his finger inside of the husky. Dalton moaned softly, his face blushing and his ears drooping down in pleasure as the gryphon behind him slowly sunk the thumb further inside of his ass, his cock slowly sliding out of his sheath, his eyes still staring off into nothingness. Dr Quivers pushed the cub's chair aside and gently bent the boy over against his desk, leaning down to push his face against the cub's tailhole, shoving his tongue into the tight crevice. He rimmed the tiny husky while steadily pumping his own cock, his tongue grinding against Dalton's prostate, each lash of his tongue making the boy's dick twitch and shoot another dribble of precum, a wet spot growing on the carpet underneath the young male. The therapist had to force himself to get out of Dalton's flank, pulling his beak out and wiping his chin, not wanting to waste the entire session while he still had some actual work to do before the twins' mother would come back. He did however still want to give the other cub a quick once-over, squatting down in front of Gertrude and carefully peeling her pussy lips open, delighted to find that she was still a virgin. He pressed his tip against the girl's clit, slowly rubbing himself against her and grinning as she moaned and shivered, her knees buckling inwards slightly, 
"I almost want to be the first one inside of you but… I think I should leave that honour for your brother, it's only right for him to deflower his beautiful lover~" 
The gryphon smiled and pushed the siblings together, the boy's dick squeezed between Gertrude's thighs, their muzzles nearly touching as Dr. Quivers sat on his desk and chirped softly, jerking himself off until he groaned and let loose his load, thick ropes raining down on the cubs. He aimed his shaft right towards the pair's crouches, showering Dalton's stiff dick and the girl's slit with his seed, squirting every last little bit out before sighing in relief. He got himself and the siblings dressed, stuffing the duo's underwear into one of the drawers of his desk, leaving his cum to soak into their fur as he slipped their pants back on before resuming his actual job, implanting the rest of his hidden programming into the huskies' subconscious while they were in a hypnotised state. 

Mackenzie walked across the street back to Dr Quivers' building, relaxed and re-energised after spending the last hour doing some shopping and sipping on a coffee, giddy about getting to see the results of the first session. She thought back to her first time seeing the therapist with her daddy, just the first visit alone already getting her and Colt much closer, mending their relationship within the day, each subsequent session only strengthening their bond. She oddly couldn't quite remember much of the specifics of that visit, or most of the other ones as a matter of fact, the memories seeming very hazy and slippery, as if they were being yanked away at the last second while her mind was reaching for them. The husky didn't pay that much attention however, happy to chalk it all up to just her being so young at the time, she couldn't remember every single thing she had done in the years since after all. She stepped back inside into the waiting area, sitting down and grabbing one of the magazines to peruse while she waited out the last few minutes until the appointment was supposed to end, her ears perking up as she heard a door down the long hallway clicking open, the happy chatter of her two cubs carrying down into the reception. She sat up and peeked behind the corner, wanting to witness the miracle with her own eyes, giddy as she spotted the twins walking side by side with the older gryphon right at their back. Any signs of the bickering or arguing that the pair were immersed in on their way to the office had entirely disappeared, big smiles on both of their faces as they peacefully talked with each other, Dalton's tail wagging gently as he offered up his phone to his sister since Gertrude's phone had run out of battery. Amazed at the change, Mackenzie ran up to greet the trio, hugging her cubs and glancing up at Dr. Quivers, 
"Thank you so much! I can already see how well it's working!"
He nodded with a smirk, his hands in his pockets, 
"It was certainly a fruitful session, and I believe you'll see a very large improvement in their behaviour over the upcoming days, but this was just the first of many sessions, my work is far from done. Can I expect you three here this time next week?" 
"Of course, definitely! You couldn't stop me even if you tried!" 
The family waved goodbye to the gryphon before walking back to their car, Mackenzie's tail swinging as she watched the siblings climb into the back seat together, the duo giggling and smiling while watching a video on the boy's phone. 

A few months had passed since the husky twins' first appointment with Dr. Quivers, the pair visiting him weekly for the first two months before going down to biweekly appointments. The gryphon wanted to make sure that his subconscious programming had taken hold and was sticking, the first few visits often being the most crucial ones for all of his new clients, with the risk of his techniques failing being the highest at the start of his routine. After certifying that the siblings were still mentally under his grip, the doctor began deepening their programming, leading and directing them while the two were under hypnosis, adding new instructions to better help the two after getting intimately familiar with their current situation, even having a few one-on-one sessions with both of the cubs to add a few touches to his programming individually. Though the canines barely even recognised or acknowledged it, the sessions with their therapist were almost immediately having an immense effect on their lives, the duo becoming very intimate with one another. It started as most other sibling relationships did, the cubs simply making up and forgiving one another for all of the fights they'd had over the years, becoming close friends. The connection quickly became more and more physical however, the siblings hugging and touching each other at nearly every opportunity they could, even sitting right next to one another at the back of the room in every class that they shared simply so they could hold hands for the whole lesson. The constant embracing quickly turned into kissing, which turned into fondling and feeling up, which then turned into fucking, neither of the two even realising that anything out of the ordinary was happening. Every time that the kids were getting physical with each other, their gazes would turn into glassy stares, their minds put almost entirely on pause as they moaned and gasped, every single session of lovemaking deepening their relationship, the endless fights now nothing but a distant and forgotten memory. Unable to see any signs of their taboo love, the twins continued their daily lives, always eager and ready for their next visit to Dr. Quivers. 

With an important conference being held at another city some distance away, Mackenzie had to leave her home for the weekend, sad to have to spend time away from her cubs but happy to know that they were in good hands with Colt staying behind to watch over them. The twins and their father/grandpa escorted her to the car, waving to her as she drove away before slipping back inside. None in the family were aware that Gertrude had just begun her very first heat that day, the first effects of it striking her during that morning, though she had no idea that it was anything other than the effects of a bad night's sleep. The two males hadn't quite caught onto the fact either, the outward signs of heat only starting to ramp up as the trio stepped back inside. Colt grabbed a DVD that had been given to the twins by Dr. Quivers, sliding it into the DVD player in the cubs' room before shouting down to the pair, 
"Alright you two, come on up here to watch this thing while I go whip us up some dinner."
Quickly scampering up the stairs and settling down in front of the TV, Colt clicked play before leaving the cubs to their tape, closing the door and whistling while he walked downstairs into the kitchen. Even though the twins weren't coming to visit him every single week anymore, Dr. Quivers still wanted to be absolutely certain that his programming was holding steady. For that purpose, he had made a series of videos that seemed completely innocent on the surface, usually disguised as simple and innocuous instructional videos on how to deal with disagreements and such. In actuality however, the tapes had very sophisticated subliminal messages embedded in them, a quiet and rhythmic clicking in the background of the videos putting the cubs under hypnosis and opening up their minds for his programming, the two staring up at the TV screen with an unfocused stare while orders about breeding and pleasure were being drilled directly into their subconscious. The girl's heat only amplified the hidden messages in the video, her pheromones making the duo particularly receptive and open to the suggestions of carnal pleasures, the cub slowly peeling her skirt back and exposing her camel toe while her brother's pants began tenting. 

Moving slowly and calmly while still staring at the TV, the twins both began undressing, the boy pulling his pants completely off while his sister slipped her panties off from underneath her skirt, both tossing the clothes aside as they slid closer to one another, pressing their bodies together while sitting on the floor. Dalton laid down and set his head on the girl's lap, enticed by the mouthwatering scent of her heat, gently pushing his muzzle between her thighs while she spread her legs further open, moaning softly as a string of drool leaked from the corner of her mouth. The boy's shaft was squeezed between his body and the soft carpet underneath, throbbing as he wiggled and humped against the floor, his knot quickly growing in size. He pressed his lips right up against his twin's juicy mound, the slit already drooling a constant flow of her wonderful nectar, his head entirely blank as he drank down as much of the honey as he could, his tongue scooping up mouthfuls of the sweet and sticky juice. Gertrude grabbed his brother's head and gently pushed his muzzle harder against her pussy, driving his tongue inside of her folds, her cheeks glowing red as she panted, her tail brushing her skirt back and forth while she enjoyed the service. Driven by both her feral lust as well as the programming implanted deep in her subconscious, she caught a whiff of the boy's musk as more and more of his precum soaked into the carpet, her sense of smell almost twice as sensitive due to her heat. She calmly turned her head, grabbing her brother's hips and turning him onto his back, his red rocket springing up from under his belly. Dalton didn't seem to mind the switch in his position, only shoving his face deeper into the girl's cunt as she leaned forwards, hunching over his chest to grab his cock, clutching and stroking his knot with the palm of her hand. Gertrude opened her maw and slid the shaft right down her gullet, bobbing her head up and down as she sighed in pleasure, occasionally thrusting her hips down against the eager muzzle underneath her crotch. Stuck in a deep trance, the twins rubbed and grinded their small bodies against one another, the boy's whole face sticky with his sister's juices while Gertrude had her supple lips stroking the very base of his shaft. 

The pups nearly got too carried away with their foreplay, Dr. Quivers' commands echoing in both of their heads almost simultaneously as the pair drew near to their orgasms. Though the taboo fun did help the twins get much closer to each other, they did still have a greater purpose to fulfill as well, both canines pulling off of one another, panting and moaning. Gertrude stumbled off of her brother and turned around, getting on all fours and flipping her tail straight up into the air, pulling her skirt out of the way while she presented her swollen and dripping pussy to the boy. She was desperate for some relief, but she was even more desperate to accomplish the programming buried in her brain: to breed with her twin and to bear his pups one day. Following a similar set of commands, Dalton quickly jumped behind his sister and mounted her, shuffling on his knees to get his dick lined up just perfectly with her slippery hole, his tip missing its mark a few times as he tried to enter her cunt in a hurry, his hand and his shaft coated with her slick sap. His jaw quivering from pleasure and his teeth clacking together, the cub finally managed to slide the head of his canine cock into the waiting and warm slit, leaning forwards before properly pushing inside, both kids gasping in unison. He rested his chin down against his sister's head and hugged her chest while pounding at her pussy, the twins both staring blankly ahead, only the very basic and instinctual parts of their brains active and awake for their taboo love, the instructional video still playing in the background as the pair whimpered quietly, the subtle sound queues in the tape keeping them safely under hypnosis. Dalton quickly got into rhythm after finding his footing, slamming into the girl fast and hard, his body moving almost robotically as he whined for more, his eyes glazed over and his hands feeling up the underside of his sibling. Breeding like a couple of feral hounds, the huskies slammed their hips together and moaned, wet slaps filling the bedroom and the wet spot on the carpet underneath the duo only growing with every single thrust, the boy's knot pushing just a tiny bit deeper against Gertrude's pussy lips each time that he bucked forwards. 

Colt peered at the back of the box, trying to decipher the instructions to the frozen meal he was preparing, finally just cranking the oven on and picking the temperature at random, the husky generally preferring to leave the cooking to his daughter. With the arduous task of turning on the oven completed, he sat down to wait around for the meal to be reheated, yawning and stretching. It didn't take more than a minute for his ears to perk up however, some odd sounds that were coming from upstairs catching his attention. He stepped out of the kitchen, raising an eyebrow while standing at the foot of the stairs, listening to what sounded like quiet squeals and yells coming from his kids' room. He walked upstairs, concerned that the cubs were back to their old habits of constantly being at each other's throats or that something else was wrong, the sounds growing louder and louder with every step that he took. He grabbed the handle of the bedroom door, yanking it open, his face frozen in surprise as he saw the twins mounting each other, the boy humping away at Gertrude. Dalton didn't even acknowledge that his grandpa had just walked in, his eyes half closed as he desperately pushed and grinded against his sister's tight cunt, so close to getting what he wanted more than anything. He finally felt the girl's pussy lips giving way to his knot, his full girth slamming inside and tying her as the pair quivered and moaned in a frenzy, both orgasming together, his cum forced to rush into her womb with his knot making sure that not a single drop would go to waste. Colt's maw hung open, unable to believe what he was seeing, about to say something when he heard the rhythmic ticking coming from the TV. The tape triggered the programming that had been buried in his head for years and years, immediately bringing it to the surface and forcing him to play along. The strength of the subliminal messages coming from the tape was multiplied when the wave of pheromones from his daughter in heat hit his nostrils, all control over his body turned over to his subconscious. His shocked expression changed to a docile smile and his shoulders relaxed as he slowly walked forwards into the bedroom, politely closing the door behind him before getting undressed, sliding his pants off and exposing his sheath, the red tip of his dick already poking out, growing harder and sliding out with every beat of his heart. 

The hypnotised man knelt down right alongside of his grandkids, jerking himself off while reaching his other hand under Gertrude, sliding it under her loose shirt and feeling up her soft chest fluff, rubbing and massaging her just as he had done so many times before with Mackenzie. For just a brief moment, no more than a few fleeting seconds, memories of the truth began bubbling up in his head, trying to claw their way to the surface and to remind him that he was the twins' father. The memories were swept away just as quickly as they had appeared, suppressed and stuffed away into the locked parts of his brain, only lust and pleasure allowed to roam free in his head. Colt's hand reached down between Gertrude's thighs, his fingers bumping up against her clit and the throbbing knot tied in her pussy, the girl moaning softly and rubbing her flank against the hand. Gripping his knot and panting, the man kept fondling under her tail until he managed to find her asshole, his fingers thoroughly soaked in her juices as he pushed inside, her toes curling up as she whined and blushed, happily accepting more relief for her quickly worsening heat. Colt moved in front of the girl, his hand still slowly gaping her tailhole open as he presented his shaft to her, his daughter opening her maw without thinking twice, taking in his length while both of her holes at her back were plugged up. She wrapped her tongue around the base of his canine cock, pressing her lips together tightly as she sucked, her blank mind loving the attention that she was receiving. With her hot and wet mouth clamped around his dick, the man gasped and gently stroked her chin, slowly gliding his rod in and out of her maw. Dalton's muzzle bumped up against the other male's belly while he was still firing off his load into his twin sister, the added show of her blowing Colt only making him grunt in bliss as her pussy kept constantly clenching around his knot, his eyes twitching and his ears fluttering as he emptied everything he had into her womb. 

Colt waited patiently while the younger male pumped the girl's slit full, enjoying her muzzle until Dalton eventually popped his knot free from her snug grip, a wave of cum pulling out along with the red rocket. The grandpa quickly moved to take sloppy seconds, gently slipping his shaft free from Gertrude's maw before grabbing her midriff, guiding her up to his lap while he sat down on the carpet. He pushed his throbbing cock under her skirt, feeling the boy's load oozing down all over his crotch as he tried to blindly find the hole, the pup sitting on him nuzzling and huffing. After a few seconds of poking, he felt her soft folds enveloping the tip of his dick, his entry causing another big spurt of cum to course out from her cunt, the gooey and warm feeling trickling down his shaft as she slowly pushed herself all the way down. Though her original programming had guided her towards sleeping with just her brother, the hidden subliminal messages on the video weren't quite so selective when it came to who her breeding partner was supposed to be, only ordering the viewers to give in to their inner needs and desires since Dr. Quivers wasn't expecting anyone other than the twins to be in the room while they were watching it. Even if the programming had ordered the cub to only sleep with her brother, Gertrude probably wouldn't have been able to say no to her dad anyway, her heat forcing her body to act out on its own almost as much as the tape playing on the TV. Colt moaned and put one of his hands up to her mouth, pushing his fingers into her maw while he was fucking her, the cub suckling on them while she squirmed on his lap. Dalton was laying right next to the pair, already hard again, his hand wrapped around his cock while he happily watched his sister getting pounded, breathing heavily and clenching his teeth as his dad's knot slid into her pussy, watching her belly pulsing as the shaft buried deep in her filled her up once more, his second load making a mess on the carpet. Gertrude had barely had the chance to stand up and get the knot out of her when the video came to an end, freeing the trio from their hypnotic state, the canines' glassy stares slowly fading as each of them blinked and moaned in a daze. Even with the trance ending, the deep programming still had a hold on the group, making them unable to recognise the state that they were in or remember what had just happened, Colt simply helping Gertrude limp along as they all headed into the shower, talking and joking as if they hadn't just engaged in an incestual orgy, a trail of cum leading into the bathroom from the cubs' bedroom.