Friendly Visit
by BangBear


“Lissy!”

“Sophie!” The two girls hugged each other tight when the purple ferret opened her front door. The two hadn’t seen each other since Alissa had gone to live with her father while he worked on his current contract. “How’ve you been?”

“I’ve been good! Hey Trevor!” She gave the brother a quick hug in greeting. 

“’Sup. Did you make something?” he asked as he walked over and dropped himself onto her couch, resting against where the back met the armrest and with one leg draped along the cushions.

“They’re in the oven right now, I tried a new recipe. It shouldn’t be too long.”

“Regular, or…?” He thought he might be picking something else up in the air. Sophie laughed.

“They’re for you guys. What do you think?” He gave her a thumb’s up. His sister didn’t notice anything, but wasn’t surprised that Trevor did. His nose was always the more sensitive in their family. She headed to the big couch where her brother reclined with Sophie in tow and sat down with her. Trevor lifted his leg for Alissa to sit down in the middle of the three, then set it on her lap.

“Hey, check this out…” Alissa lifted her shirt to show off hew newest piercing, a belly button ring with an Amethyst. 

“Oh my god, the stone is beautiful! And look, you match me now!” she teased, placing her purple hand next to the stone. The colors were almost identical.

“Hey you’re right! I never really thought about it your fur’s the same color as my birthstone!”

“Cool, you two should make out for that now,” Trevor chimed in.

“Ha ha, very funny. Is that all you think about?” his sister asked.

“A decent amount, I’d say.” She leaned over and slapped him on his chest, the dog chuckling to himself.

“When did you get that done?” Sophie asked, returning the conversation to the piercing.

“Right before I left with Dad, literally like the day before.”

“Oh geez, you did that long drive and a move with a fresh piercing?”

Alissa nodded. “It hurt. A lot. I almost had to get it redone.” The conversation was interrupted by the sound of nails clacking on the floor and soft growls approaching. Around the corner from behind Trevor came Roland, letting loose excited barks at seeing the siblings again.
“Hey bud!” Trevor sat up and greeted him with enthusiastic pets to his head and neck with both hands. The German Shepherd hopped around in place, soaking in the attention before turning to Alissa. A happy bark demanded more pets.

“Roland! It’s been so long! Who’s a good boy? A-who’s a good boy?!” She gave him the same love her brother did, the good boy rolling onto his back to have his tummy rubbed. She ruffled his fur on his chest and belly as he wriggled, tongue flopped out of his mouth and absolutely loving it. Sophie laughed at the little reunion.

“The cupcakes should be done now. I’ll be right back!” The chubby ferret hopped up and headed into her kitchen. The smell of sweets was stronger in the home now, and especially so once she put on her oven mitts and pulled the trays out and let the cupcakes rest on the counter top. As they cooled, she prepped the homemade frosting and scooped into a piping bag and used that to give each of the miniature cakes a pink swirl topping. A shower of colorful sprinkles finished them off, and she set them all onto a serving tray after peeling the papers off and brought them to the dining table. 

“Ready!” she announced, returning to find Trevor and her dog playing with a tug rope. The two Townsends rose up and joined their long time friend, Sophie handing the two their treats. “Chocolate for Trevor, and marble swirl for Alissa.” Roland tagged along, still gnawing on the rope in Trevor’s hand. Alissa and Trevor both smelled the desserts.

“It smells so good!” she said.

“It smells strong,” Trevor added. “How much is in these?” 

“About 15, if I did the math right. I infused the butter myself. Oh, and the frosting has some extra, too.” The siblings tapped their treats together and took a bite. Their ferret friend watched with baited breath as they chewed her new concoction. 

“Mmm, these are great,” Trevor complimented. “There’s no aftertaste or anything.”

“This chocolate is so good! And the buttercream frosting too!” 

Sophie beamed. “Oh, I’m so glad you like them!” She took one for herself and bit into it, savoring the work she put into them. It was a well earned reward for successfully delighting her friends. “Oh, leh me geh thome milk,” she said, mouth full of deliciously moist marble cupcake. She returned in a moment with three filled glasses. Trevor took a drink first, a tinge of disappointment on his face. “Oh, no, is it sour?!” Sophie asked.

“No, it’s fine. It’s just…” He wasn’t sure if he wanted to finish the thought out loud.

“Used to Mom’s?” his sister said, completing it for him.

“Used to Mom’s.” He half-hid his face in his glass and looked down into it. Sophie knew what their family got up to. She was one of the few people outside of the four of them who did, but there was still a little embarrassment about the matter.

“Momma’s boy,” his sister teased, nudging him with an elbow.

“Daddy’s girl,” he shot back with a smirk.

“Well, you’ll have to settle for plain old cow’s milk for now. But… you know, if you… I mean…” She rubbed her arm, searching for the right words to say, and the courage to say them. “If there’s extra…” The Townsends looked at her, Alissa speaking.

“...You wanna try our mom’s milk?” 

Sophie immediately backpedaled and threw her hands up. “N-nevermind! I think… I guess that’s weird to ask, I’m sorry!” 

“Nah, it’s chill. I think she’d be cool with that, right?” he faced his sister. “It’s not like she’s lacking any, that’s for sure.” He thought back to the day prior, and earlier that morning for breakfast, noting just how productive their mom was. 

“Oh, really? Oh, that’s good! I mean…” she caught herself before she rambled too much. “Thank you. But ask her first!” He reached into his pocket and whipped out his phone to start texting her. “Not right now!” Sophie interrupted. He paused and looked at his friend, confused.

“What difference does it make?” Her mouth opened and looked like it was trying to form words, but nothing came. Trevor shrugged and set his phone away. “I’ll ask later then.” She let out a soft sigh.

“Thank you. Do you guys wanna go in the pool now?”

“Yeah! You go change, our stuff is all in the car still.” Sophie nodded to Alissa before heading upstairs to change into her pastel yellow one-piece swimsuit, a big matching sunhat, and heart-frame sunglasses. The old stairs creaked on her way down just in time to see Alissa coming out of the kitchen. They hauled in the snacks they’d bought as well. Alissa had just finished placing the drinks in the fridge while Trevor set the junk food on the table around the edibles, the pet dog sitting politely next to him and brushing the floor with his tail. Both were already changed, Trevor in a pair of gray and blue swim trunks and his sister in a green, leaf patterned bikini that did nothing to cover the 6 extra nipples running down her abdomen.  “Took you long enough. Come on!” she called to Sophie.

The group headed towards the back door and as soon as the door was open, Alissa tossed a small bag onto the outdoor couch and then took off like a shot to cannonball into the pool. Trevor followed quickly behind, leaping in sideways without any form or finesse. Third came Roland and Sophie together. His tail swirling as he flew through the air and splashed down into the water, and his owner dove deep and skated along the bottom of the pool for several feet before surfacing, her hat floating on the water some feet behind her. 

The four of them basked in the cooling waters of the pool on the warm day, splashing water on each other, playing swim fetch with Roland, and catching up on events in their hometown and in Alissa’s temporary residence. They whiled away the time until they eventually began feeling the effects of Sophie’s special sweets, the baker herself noticing it first.

“Ooh, whoa…” Her balance was just slightly off, like her perception of gravity was delayed by just a hair, but it was enough to make her reach for the wall of the in-ground pool for safety and let herself float gently onto her back. “Oh hoho, I feel it,” she said with a smile.

“Lightweight,” Alissa teased as she swam over, Sophie laughing.

“It’s not my fault! I only do this stuff if you guys are around, and even then it’s not all the time!”

“Oh, we’re such good influences!” Alissa hugged her friend and kissed her on the cheek, then nuzzled up to her neck. Trevor tossed one of Roland’s toys out of the pool to distract him as he swam over to join the girls. He stealthily approached underwater as the girls kissed, placing himself to surface right between his friend’s legs. 

At first she was distracted by Alissa, but a shrill squeal rang out from the ferret when he pressed his face to her crotch. “Hey,” he greeted, as casually as when he entered her home.

“Hey,” she smiled back to him. His arms wrapped around her legs and grabbed her thighs to hold them both in place. Alissa’s hands wandered along Sophie’s body, down her breast and to her stomach. “So, you still a virgin?” he asked, then kissed between her legs over her swimsuit.

“...Yeah…” There was a touch of embarrassment in it.

“Aw, still saving yourself for that special someone?” Alissa asked. Their friend nodded.

“Want me to stop?” he asked. She huffed, eyes closed. His nose brushed up against the fabric covering her clit, sending a shudder through the girl. 

“Ah… hah, y-you can keep doing that, but… can you stay over the clothes?” The sheepish girl requested. Trevor smiled at the answer.

“You got it, Soph.” He pressed in against her clothed slit, her grip on the wall of the pool tightening.

“And what about me?” Alissa’s hands wandered to cup under her sizable chest.

“Hah, um… if it’s over the belt line it should be okay to go under.”

“Oh?! You’re gonna let us see these fat fucking milkers?” Sophie burst out laughing, Alissa punctuating her question by grabbing two handfuls of her friend’s tits, each one spilling out from her grasp.

“S-stop! They’re not that big…”

“You could probably share bras with our mom,” Trevor complimented.

“Ah, R-really?” There was a pause as she considered if she wanted to ask what she was thinking. In that pause, the siblings looked at each other and smirked. Trevor let go of his friend’s legs and swam around them to sandwich her from the other side, nuzzling in on Sophie’s right, opposite his sister.

“Sophiiiie…” Alissa started singsong, the siblings looking at the ferret intently.

“Yeah…?”

“You have a crush on our mom, don’t you?” asked Trevor.

Her mouth moved to speak and defend herself, but no words came. The siblings both laughed and kissed their friend. “That’s cute. I bet you’d like trading bras with her.” Trevor’s hand reached down between Sophie’s legs as Alissa tugged the shoulder straps off her shoulders. 

“Hah, wait, wait, not in the pool. I don’t wanna drown or anything.”

“Sure, hard to enjoy yourself when you’re paddling for your life.” Trevor pulled himself away from his friend, his sister grabbing her hand before the trio headed for the stairs out of the pool. After a quick toweling down they headed to the shaded patio and took seats on the outdoor couch there. Trevor looked around the backyard in search of Roland, who he spotted rolling around on his back, sunning his belly in a patch of grass with the toy they were playing with securely in his jaws.

Alissa reached into the bag she’d brought earlier and pulled out that same pill bottle Trevor showed her yesterday. “Is that something new? I haven’t seen those before.”

“Uh… you wanna stay a virgin, right?” Trevor asked her.

“Yeah? Why?” Alissa turned the bottle over in her hand and shook out tablets for herself and her brother. One of them got away from her and bounced on the concrete of the patio, then rolled under the couch out of view. 

“Ah, dammit. Oh well, you should skip these, anyway.” Alissa passed one to her brother and slipped her own under her tongue. “Trust us. Now, pop ‘em out!”

Sophie blushed at the request. She didn’t really show her chest often. The almost-twins were the only ones who’d seen them, and even then it was on rare occasions. Still, she let Alissa’s hand take the strap in her fingers once again and pull the swimsuit down. Her chest heaved with her deep breaths, the stretchy fabric starting to roll up as it peeled away from her body. Trevor took the other side and mirrored the speed his sister stripped their friend. 

Her cleavage came free and she closed her eyes, a smooch from Alissa landing on her cheek. Trevor kept his gaze glued to her chest, her areolas slowly being revealed. “Fuck me,  I forget how huge they are,” Trevor blurted out. A wince of embarrassment squeaked out of the ferret. 

“Hey, it’s all good, still just us here,” Alissa reassured, pulling the one piece [is reeeal!] down around the curve of her breasts. Now fully exposed, Trevor took in their majesty. 

“God I love these innies.” His hand cupped underneath and hefted it up, feeling the weight against his palm. She opened an eye to look down and see him grinning like an idiot at their existence. His sister ran a hand over Sophie’s bare breast, her fingers stopping at the inverted nipples and giving the oversized areola a pinch. The ferret squealed quietly.

“I can feel they’re hard in there, Soph. Is it us, or is it being topless in public?”  The girl huffed.

“It’s both.” Her face was rosier than normal, her mix of embarrassment and arousal clear to the siblings. Trevor didn’t waste any time and brought the one he was handling to his mouth, his lips and teeth snugly latching onto her hiding nipple. The shock of pleasure rattled her, and she brought her knuckle to her mouth to bite down on it. “Ah, ahhh!” The chubby friend squirmed in her seat, and hearing the noises of her master maybe in distress brought Roland over. He inspected the trio curiously, his head cocked to the side and his tail swishing gently behind him. She made odd sounds, but she didn’t look like she was in danger, so he let them be, flopping onto his side against the couch and returning to chewing his toy.

Alissa joined in Trevor’s antics, taking the other nipple into her lips as well and sucking on them softly. “Fuck, guys I’m getting closer.” Alissa turned and brought her legs up onto the couch, resting on her knees and one hand with the other holding the huge tit in place. Trevor’s finger slid between Sophie’s legs again and slid slowly up and down over the fabric of her swimsuit.

“Aah, aaa!” She bit her knuckle harder and her legs clamped around his hand. He quickened his pace as fast as he could get it, bringing his friend to a swift climax. Her free hand grabbed hold of Alissa’s arm and held it tight to stabilize herself during her orgasm. The girl smiled around the tit in her mouth and let her enjoy her climax.

Trevor didn’t let up, greedily enjoying her inverted nipple and jiggling his hand up and down as much as he could with her thighs closed around it. He had to be made to stop, Sophie pushing his hand away as it became too much for her. “S-stop, ah!” Her friend relented, bringing his stimulation to a close, but keeping himself locked around her breast.

She allowed him to continue, even encouraging him by wrapping her arm around his head and keeping him in place. Alissa pulled herself off and looked into Sophie’s eyes, tired and pleasure-drunk from her climax. She smiled, then leaned in to kiss her friend. 

The two indulged in each other’s lips, the hand she used to keep Sohpie’s breast in place coming up to hold her cheek instead. Roland’s tail started to thump against the ground. The trio basked in each other’s touch in silence for a few minutes, Trevor tenting his shorts and Alissa’s lips steadily puffing up against her bikini as their special drug kicked in. She pulled it to the side to slide her fingers along her lips, giggling at her friend. “Shit, if you had this stuff you might make us fuck you,” she said.

“Gotta get this off,” Trevor grumbled to himself, yanking his trunks down under his sack. His cock stood almost straight up up and twitched in the air with his heartbeat. The two girls hadn’t noticed him expose himself, so he tended to his own needs for the meantime. He took himself in his hand and let his head fall back against the couch cushion. “Hot, huh?” he said to his little guy.

A few idle strokes in and he looked down at it, the tip leaking pre down the red shaft, but something much more interesting was happening past that. In the same line of sight he saw Roland, breathing hard and rolling on his back with his tongue flopped out, and between his legs was his own rocket, ready for take off.

Trevor laughed. “Dude, I know, right? I bet that cupcake’s hit pretty hard by now, too.” 

“The what?” Sophie asked, pulling away from ths kiss for a second. “Trevor did you drug my dog?!”

“Relaaax, he’ll be fine. He’s just gonna enjoy the day better, same as us.” 

As they spoke, Roland squirmed and wiggled on the ground, gruff breaths announced his discomfort between his legs before he rolled onto all fours. His nose poked around in the air, then along the ground, inching closer to his sister. Trevor watched him track down the scent to its source, his nose directing him to one of the three anthros on the couch. His claws clacked on the concrete as he walked behind Alissa and hopped up onto the couch with her. Before anyone could react, he’d leapt on top of her, instincts firmly taking root and directing him to his goal.

“Hu-oh, whoa, whoa wait!” she protested to deaf ears.

“Wha- Roland?!” his owner called, pulling herself away from the duo and towards Trevor. 

She cried out as the feral dog penetrated her, his weight bearing down on her as he huffed each heavy breath. 

“Oh, shit, oh holy shit!” Trevor watched in awe as his his sister got fucked by a dog right before his and his friend’s eyes.

“Lissa, oh my god! Roland, down! Bad boy!” He didn’t listen. At all. Why would he? He was six inched deep in the first pussy he’d ever experienced, after all. “Trevor! Help her!” Sophie said, turning to the brother.

“I, uh, I think she’s good,” He leaned back against the arm of the couch and nodded his head towards his sister. Sophie turned, and now saw Alissa wholly submitting to Roland, her head down against the cushions, her ass up against his crotch, her eyes glazed over in pleasure, and her swears and moans muffled by the couch.

“I, oh…” She shook her hands, unable to shake the feeling that she should do something. Behind her Trevor reached into the bag and pulled out a joint and lighter.

“Hey, it’s cool, she’s enjoying it. If she wanted help she’d say something,” he said, holding his weed in his lips as he spoke to light it up. After an inhale to ignite the flames, he passed it to his friend and placed it in her lips for her. She took a drag, the smoke lightly burning her throat. 

She really did seem like she was enjoying it, and despite not wanting to admit it, part of her was really turned on seeing her friend of over a decade giving in to an animal like this. “Do you… do you want any help, Liss?” 

She shook her head no, and Sophie’s heart rate spiked with this new knowledge. “Oh…”

“See? Now, come sit on my lap and let me fuck your legs while we enjoy the show. Best seat in the house, I promise.” She laughed, sitting up and sliding back to sit on top of Trevor’s legs. She was careful at first, letting her weight down on him slowly, the dog groaning with the last half of it.

“Hrr, fuck, you’re a big girl,” he praised, hands reaching around to feel up her legs, her chest, and her plush belly from behind. She closed her legs, sandwiching his cock between her thighs right against the crotch of her bikini. He seemed to melt under her. “Fuuuuk me…” He thrust upwards into her legs as she smiled with a pleased hiss, taking another small drag before passing it back to him.

“Is it really that good?”

“If you had a cock you’d find a cupcake recipe to clone yourself just so you could do this once.” She laughed and leaned to the left into the back of the couch, her arm reaching around the back of his head so he could watch his sister get fucked by her dog.

Roland’s tongue dripped drool on the drugged druid. She was still in half disbelief, thinking she might be just imagining things, but every time she looked Trevor was still in front of her using Sophie’s legs to get off, this time seeing them sharing a smooch. Two of Sophie’s fingers ran small circles over the fabric covering her clit. And behind Alissa, the telltale panting and groaning of a regular old garden variety four-legged beast.

Clear fluid streamed down her legs and up her belly, her own and Roland’s. Thicker and more viscous than water. It soaked the for inside her thighs and began pooling around her knees in the divots she made in the waterproof cushions. Her hands balled into fists, and the dog’s knot began swelling and smacking against her lips. 

“Fuck, ah, ah fuuuck,” she whined. “Guys, he’s gonna knot meeee!” Almost on cue, Roland started thrusting harder, keeping his knot pressed against her. She groaned as her walls stretched to take his knot. His hips thrust forward and rocked both of them in sync, her walls steadily giving way until finally, the swollen bulb forced its way inside and locked itself in with the anthro. The four ofthemcoul all hear the wet pop of it sliding in. Alissa’s eyes went wide, feeling his tip kissing her cervix and sending her into an intense climax, just a moment before he showered her insides with the product of his own.

Her hand reached for the foreleg planted next to her head and grabbed onto it, needing something to ground her through her body rocking orgasm. She clenched hard around his cock, squeezing everything he had out of it. Roland’s eyes rolled up and he whined blissfully, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth through the mind-blowing experience of breeding a bitch. Awkwardly sitting in the middle of the living room and “cleaning” himself couldn’t hold a candle to this.

“God damn, Liss. Maybe you should get a dog for yourself,” Trevor teased. “You’re a natural.”

Sophie bit her lip and pushed her hips forward, her slit grinding a little harder against her friend’s rocket. A pleased huff escaped him, picking up his pace. “I’m getting close, Soph,” he warned. “Whatcha wanna do with it? Your pick.”

“Me? Oh, shoot, um…” Her eyes wandered from looking back at her friend, to down between her legs at his throbbing cock, and then to his sister, still in the throes of pleasure courtesy of the beast that mounted her. A lewd idea came from the blue.

“Hah, Lissy’s mouth. And her face!” she said, like choosing which ice cream to get from the parlor.

A hand squeezed her tit in acknowledgment. “Hah, fuck, you got it. Lemme up.” She gave him a quick squeeze with her legs before rolling off to the side off the couch, letting Trevor scoot up and stroke himself rapidly in Alissa’s face. “Open up,” he instructed, his sister still in a haze. Her reactions were sluggish, but she pushed herself up onto all fours against Roland’s weight and opened wide, her tongue hanging out. A faint cloud of visibly hot breath caressed his cock, and just then, he came.

“Fuuuck, yeah!” Hot ropes strung out across her face and onto her tongue, an eye closing quickly to shield it from a stinging surprise. She lurched forward, lips wrapping around his shaft to let him deliver a few pumps directly inside before pulling away again with a mouthful of her brother’s nut. He huffed, his hand flicking along his length through the duration of his orgasm. By the end, he flopped back onto his ass and caught his breath, Sophie watching with rapt attention to see what Alissa would do with all the cum in her mouth.

Alissa, of course, swallowed it all down, and then licked her lips for seconds before her arms collapsed and brought the both of them down again. Roland was completely out of commission. Dead weight on his bitch’s back. His owner spotted an opportunity just before her own climax and sat herself down onto one of Trevor’s legs. The fat ferret used it to grind herself to her second orgasm of the day, quivering with little moans. He didn’t mind all that weight on his thigh, and watching her soft body jiggle was more than worth the price of admission. Especially with how the peaks of her nipples were still hidden away in the folds of her big, puffy areola.

With the for of them each having tuckered themselves out for the moment, the air was occupied only with the sounds of them catching their breath, with the occasional creak from the couch as their weights shifted. Sophie rolled over to Trevor’s right onto the couch, placing him in the middle of the two girls now. They enjoyed the silence together, the three of them not hanging out like this since their high school days. But, all silences must eventually be broken, and Trevor’s stomach did the honors.

Sophie laughed and gave his belly a little rub. “I guess it’s that time, huh? I’ll order something, let me get my phone,” she said, getting up and putting her breasts back in her swimsuit. For his part, he was content to sit with a half chub out in the open air. None of the company minded.

“Cool. Hey while you’re up, can you grab the thing Alissa dropped? It’s like a reddish pill.” She nodded and knelt down to look under the couch. 

“You doing ok. Liss?” he asked. She groaned, a weak laugh escaping her.

“I never thought I’d fuck a dog.”

“I’m literally right here.”

“Stupid, you know that’s not what I meant,” she said, slapping his thigh as he grinned.

“You look like you enjoyed yourself.”

“You look like you enjoyed watching.”

“Yup.”

“Yup.” They shared a laugh. “He’s like, fucking big. Like, wider, or something. It, ngh, it feels different.” 

“Feels better?”

“Just different.”

“Would you do it again?”

“I don’t know, it was really intense.”

“Uh, Trevor?” Sophie called from the ground.

“Yo?”

“There’s no pill here. You sure something fell?”

“Yeah it- you dropped one, right?” he turned to Alissa.

“Uh, yeah, yeah I remember hearing it click off the concrete.” Just then, Roland’s hips lurched forward, the two of them instantly realizing what happened. Trevor’s mouth curled into a grin, and Alissa’s curled in terror.

“Oh, fuck!” they shouted in unison.