<Shower Time - 3>

	What more convincing did he need?

	Carson's muscles flexed as he gripped his granddaughter tight, and with a deep groan he let her human form drop, plunging the first few inches of his canine cock up into her hair-covered quim.  The elder worgen trembled as his tool disappeared inch by inch, the hand on Starla's clit growing a bit faster in its tender rubbing.  His thick tongue flicked out from his maw to drag from her chin up to her pale cheek, drawing it back to whisper, "Good girl."

	Starla felt a powerful, thrilled shock rocket up her spine as her grandfather stretched her nether lips steadily wider and wider.  Her mouth dropped open as louder and louder moans leapt from her lips, her wet hair flipping as her head jerked and spasmed in delight.  Her heavy chest heaved as she lowered herself along with her grandfather's gentle push, and before she knew it, she could feel his half-swollen knot already pressed against her outer folds.  "Papaaaa..." she moaned huskily, her fingers lacing deep within his mane to tug tight and hold him as close as she could manage.  Her leverage was minimal, but Carson was well-practiced, and his knees were as solid as could be to help keep her aloft in such an awkward pose.

	"Starla," Carson breathed as he sucked in a sharp breath, his toned body clinging tighter to her as he lifted her up just an inch or two before letting her drop down much harder, the thrust pushing his knot briefly against her lips in a weak attempt to stretch her even more.  The ever-pouring warm rain seemed to intensify the rising heat in their united bodies.  Carson's nose was in sensory overdrive with his granddaughter's wonderful scent, but as his tongue flicked out for another lick, he found it suddenly shoved back into his mouth as Starla mashed her lips hard against his own.  A feral, rumbling groan was muffled by her soft lips as he stretched his tongue into her mouth instead, intertwining with hers as his hips began to rhythmically shift with her rising and falling body, beginning a series of gruff, aching plunges.

	Starla had no problems matching her grandfather's bodily rhythm, her own legs flexing nimbly as she lifted herself and pushed herself right back down atop him, each descent pushing his knot harder against her outer labia.  Her own moans were muffled by her grandfather's lips and tongue, but it was she who insisted on kissing him harder and harder as she landed harder and harder against his lap.  A brief break in their kisses let her moans echo loudly throughout the lavish shower -likely for anyone else in the house to hear pretty easily- but it hardly mattered.  She'd waited patiently for this day for many months, and Starla felt proud to have earned the prize she so desperately desired from her loving grandfather.

	Carson's groans were loud and guttural himself, his legs struggling not to quake as he felt his cock push deeper and deeper inside his own granddaughter.  That pesky knot continued to swell despite his own protests, but each descent still seemed to push just a bit more of that bulbous appendage into her receiving nethers.  "Sweetheart...!" he tried to grunt as one descent sent a sensitive shockwave through him, but before he could say any more the nimble rogue pushed herself down [i]hard[/i] onto his lap, releasing a booming, lustful moan of her own as her petals spread as wide as they possibly could.

	Starla's body quaked hard as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and with a slick 'pop' that thick knot squeezed itself snugly into her human womanhood.  Full-body quakes took the naked, curvaceous rogue, and Carson had to lock his arm down hard around her belly to keep her from falling off of his lap entirely.  Her mouth fell open and her tongue lolled out uncontrollably as one of the most powerful climaxes she'd ever felt tore through every fiber of her being.  Any shocks of pain were overwhelmed by sheer, white hot pleasure.

	The elder worgen was far from unsatisfied himself.  His sensitive cock keenly felt the vice-like squeeze of his granddaughter's human-form cunny around his thick knot, and the second she was in place, his tapered tip erupted with thick, virile cum deep inside her fertile womb.  His teeth gritted as a gasping growl hissed between thim, both arms wrapping tightly around her to keep her supported as he flooded her with more and more of his life-giving seed.  He could feel her grow limp in his arms, but he dared not let her go in fear of injury, and ultimately he was more than happy to cling to his beloved granddaughter as they shared such an intimate moment together.

	Starla struggled desperately for breath as she felt those piping hot ropes flood her insides, while her arms clawed down her grandfather's fur in an effort to keep him as close to her as she possibly could.  Her legs stretched wide to either side of his own to lock her feet behind his ankles, while her soft backside had itself a happy home nestled against her grandfather's lap.  "Papa..." she gasped yet again, throwing her head back to nestle herself deep into his wet fur.  "I... I love you, Papa... so much... so... much... mmmmmmh."

	The worgen couple intertwined their naked bodies even more as they settled in, allowing Carson's knotted cock to continue its work in filling her up to the brim, just as he'd promised.  Starla found the sensation of her grandfather's fur to feel wonderful against her human skin, while Carson gladly delighted himself by giving her various curves gentle squeezes as he held her close, occasionally exchanging soft, tender kisses.  "I love you too, Starla," he breathed gruffly as one hand drifted down to rub her soft belly in slow circles.  "Time will tell, now... but if your mother is any indication, well... one shot may be all that is necessary."

	"Mmmmmh... not that I'd mind another," Starla purred and tilted up to softly kiss the underside of Carson's furred chin.

	"Starla!" a feminine voice suddenly called from elsewhere in the manor.  "Starla, are you upstairs!?"

	Another sharp shiver of pleasure shot through Starla as she shifted atop her grandfather's knotted cock to call out, "I'm in the bathroom with grandpa!"

	The sound of clawed feet on wood grew rapidly louder as someone rapidly ascended the stairs and bolted down the hall to burst into the bathroom, and a moment later the glass door swung open wide to reveal a frantic, disheveled Diana in her mage robes, panting heavily.  Her eyes flitted between her father and her niece as a flush ran through her cheeks, quietly taking in the thick knot that plugged her pussy before physically shaking away her curiosity.  "C'mon, you two need to get dressed!  Dory's going into labor!"

	Both grandfather and granddaughter nearly fell right out of the shower in their excitement and shock.