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After a brief PoV...

A mysterious Meowscarada took the adventuring world by storm for a year, then left without much fanfare. What could await him at home but his loving older sister, ready to welcome him back with all her heart?", "writing": "Sitting at the bar of your adventurer's guild, you found your fresh face next to a seasoned-looking Lucario. You shared drinks, until a question arose. \"Have you heard the latest tales of Kin the Lionheart? Huh? No way you don't know him! Are you new to Kingsland?\"\n\nTwo twinned swords sliced across the abyss, coated in blue flames sparked from friction against the heavy air. Waiting on the other end of those two swords was the Devil of sorts, prancing around the slashes and stabs to strike back with his blazing hatchet, grinning.\n\n\"That otherwise-ordinary Meowscarada hailed from practically nowhere. Just some small village! How could he ever achieve any insane feats? What fools we were.\" You saw the Lucario shake his head proudly.\n\nWaiting on the other end of the arcs of flame and obsidian edge was a desperate green warrior, clad in armor that may have well been useless before the singing licks of the Devil. The Meowscarada- the mere mortal- lunged and weaved in a panic to deflect and strike back. Every movement was hurried by necessity. One wrong step, and it was goodbye.\n\n\"The tune changed as he got impressive. They said he was only in it for the money, but you'd never see him with any gaudy treasures. No, it was for his tribe, back home. Beloved. Any accounts from those claiming to know his tribe also claimed his sister a whore. And he'd still find time to track down whoever said anything like that! Serves them!\" Another mug of ale, tipped back and slammed down. \n\nKin's eyes were wide, pupils shrunk like the snake he mimicked with every swing of the metal. The steel twinfangs held in his paws slipped around the Devil's mighty, unstoppable motions. But the Devil's stone horns and wings stopped Kin's weapons after they passed the axe. They danced for what could have been hours, with no reprieve or slowing, their fires of war continuing to bring light to even the void.\n\n\"What do you think? Was he really doing it for his tribe? Hard to claim the Devil's influence truly reached that far.\" You shrugged.\n\nBurning faster, Kin deflected a smug and terminal chop that left the Devil staggered and bewildered. Kin's wide eyes strained, for this was his only opportunity. His blades plunged through the air one last time, seizing the neck of all evils, extinguishing the scarlet light of his brimstone. Forevermore.\n\n\"Our hero. Kingsland may never gain an upstart more impressive ever again. What, you think he just went back home? That's not how legends work! He disappeared, never to be seen again. We'll remember him well. The Azure Inferno will live on!\" You just smiled and raised your mug again. Hearing of the recency of this myth, you wondered. As you slept in the Mudsdale Cart that brought you to this kingdom, could you have passed him by?\n\nYou remembered a glimpse out the backside of the cart, when you were between naps and looking for where you dropped your dagger. A cart was passing and travelling the other direction, containing a hooded figure resting on a pile of hay. Either side of his waist was sheathed one sword each, distinctly. Was that him? He looked wholly knocked out. Not quite a legend signalled by the choir of angels, just his own snoring.\n\nWhatever the case, you could only wonder if the stories spoke true. If so, perhaps Kin deserved to be let snore. It looked comfortable, being at rest as such.\n\nThe Devil was in command for many years, yet he was ultimately imperfect. For all the oppression his gleeful iron hand cast upon the lands, they weren't immune to the steeled fangs of defiance. \n\nAs fast as Kin entered the lands and immediately entered epic quests and adventures, he exited the lands the very morning after he freed them of evil tyranny. His year away from the Maskerade tribe was an exciting one, to be sure.\n\nAs he snoozed on his pile of hay, in the most humble and rickety of Mudsdale Carts, weathered twinswords at his hips, he felt like a rock. Just before the week straight of being carted around, he entered an arena of flames worse than any Grass-Type could imagine, much less experience. He was satisfied, for how much more exhilarating an adventure could one measly monster even embark?\n\nNo, it was time to hang up the swords for a while. After all, his past year of blazing through Kingsland's darkest and most deadly dungeons supplied enough treasure for he and his tribe to live in luxury. \n\nWhen he originally waved goodbye to the houses, all the hunters and tribesmothers, his older sister and her swathes of Sprigatito and Floragato children, Kin felt excited. All the breakneck battles that awaited him lived up to his expectations and surpassed them!\n\nHero of the ages no longer, Kin just wanted to come back home and be head of Maskerade for a while. Maybe he'd have a few kitties of his own, and settle down. His excitement could be derived from fishing, rather than the active hunting that gave him such legendary skills in the first place.\n\nEventually, the cart stopped, and his lamentations were broken up. This was his stop. Leaving the cart to the sight of familiar cedarwood and leaves high above, he knew the path from the forest outskirts, even a year later.\n\nWaving to his driver before redonning his hood, he continued down the beaten dirt path. A large river broke through the woods, the silhouettes of passing fish calling his name. But he was too tired, stumbling past the waters and making his way.\n\nIt was so exhausting, yet as he thought such, a familiar voice echoed.\n\n\"Heyyyyyy, aren't you a mysterious one?\"\n\nThe sight of a woman, tall and wide, extremely so. Fellow Meowscarada, yet unlike himself with the decency to wear leather armor and a cloak... She wore nothing but her natural cape, providing the bare minimum of decency to hide her nipples. And the way she sauntered over to him made such a dreamy sway.\n\n\"Be you a hunter from anyather tribe? Those look like nice swords~\"\n\nKin almost groaned from under his mask. Was this really how she conducted her particular brand of hunting? That she was his first sight of home was welcome, but maybe this was laying it on a bit thick. Her wiggling hips were so embarrassing to think about.\n\n\"It's only natural you wouldn't recognize me. I know I don't scream 'identifiable' with this tattered cloak, but... Hi, Kata.\" As Kin lowered his mask and hood, the woman gasped, her huge chest heaving loud enough to echo. \n\n\"Wait, it's YOU!? I'm not hallucinating again, am I?\" She paced the rest of the way up to him, grasping his shoulders with her immense paws. Kin was very graspable, in fact, pointing towards the possibility that he was a real material being. Not convinced however, she shook him.\n\n\"N-No! No, you're not, it's really me!\" He reached up to grasp her shoulders right back, shaking her despite her heavy frame. That seemed to seal the deal, her backing off with wonder.\n\nKata sighed with relief, pausing for a moment. Then, it dawned on her that she hadn't seen him in a whole year. Then it dawned on her that she tried picking him as a mate, before seeing his face. Well, while shame was still in short supply, she bent down to hug his shoulders and rub cheeks playfully, uncaring about their chests pressing together. \"My brother, finally back from delving dungeons and mauling meownsters! How's nya been lately?\"\n\nKin smiled, returning her gesture kindly, unbothered and nuzzling. \"Flattered to know that my beautiful face isn't even necessary to make the ladies look my way! Other than that, just fine.\"\n\nNow she was really digging into her supply of blush, though she wasn't defeated just yet. \"I'd love to hear about your recent exploits, while we're heading back to the village.\"\n\n\"Sure. I was on my way, up until you came by on your little manhunt.\" He pulled away, already immersed in their teasing, as if they'd not been separated long at all.\n\nKata began to walk with him, stepping a little in front. \"Just because I know a good view when I see one, doesn't mean I'm on a manhunt! Besides, I don't see you making your return well-known. Where was the letter? We could've all gathered around the well one last time, and known to prepare for you!\"\n\nRight, the whole tribe would hear every word Kin put in his letters, as they came with the shipments of lush treasures Maskerade could trade or keep in coffers. Always a big event when his haul came in.\n\n\"Well... Since I got out of the fight of my life earlier, I just forgot. You know that immortal tyrant who erased his name and called himself the Devil? He was actually a follower of Giratina, who stole a fraction of their power for himself.\" He said, nonchalantly, as if this was just supposed to be casual.\n\nObviously, Giratina was one of the strongest Legendary Pokémon in the universe. When the Devil claimed a portion of them, it was chaos for his conquered lands.\n\n\"So my little brother's a demigod slayer now. That's fuuuuuuuun.\" Yes, even jokingly she engaged with the nonchalance. \"Meanwhile I'm still a meowther of only 57 kitties, so far.\"\n\nThat's what was missing. Kin was wondering what was off about Kata's figure, and it hit him. Her belly was all flat. \"Might be more if you weren't so upfront during your hunts, perhaps?\"\n\nKata has been dedicated to being the greatest tribesmother of Maskerade, and managed to succeed rather well. Her experience through multiple births of multiple litters only made her figure more like a goddess over the years. Yet...\n\nShe looked down, and could see her own feet. It was agonizing, not being too pregnant to be able to walk normally, but she still held her head high through the dry spell. \"Might be more if you helped out.\"\n\nThat slipped out. She rolled her eyes away from her suspicious brother, who was scratching the fuzzy inside of his ears. Did he hear that right? He stepped in front of his older sister, paws on his hips and looking up at her.\n\nThey paused... Until Kata felt a finger suddenly poking her abdomen. \"You're getting desperate, aren't you~? It must have been months since you found a mate!\" Kin was all too smug about it, rubbing it in.\n\nShe stood her ground, crossing her arms below her chest and huffing with a defiant smile. \"And aren't you getting full of yourself, after just one demon lord? Maybe I've been waiting for a better man to come by, one who won't abandon the tribe like all my past mates?\"\n\n\"Heh, fair enough. No safer a pick than the one who scoured the Ninth Circle for your sakes.\" He stayed slightly in front of Kata, as they continued their walk. Eager to be back, finally.\n\n\"Can't wait to see the look on all their faces. You're so much more rugged and badass now, imagine how the kids are gonna crawl all over you, asking how to be like you!\" Kata mulled over how everyone's reaction would be. It was sure to be loud, proud, and full of love for the tribe's golden boy.\n\nYet, as Maskerade's rustic houses entered their sights, Kin leaned heavy against his sister's side and held around her torso. She feared he was dizzy. \"I... I'd rather not get everyone in a hoot yet, that sounds exhausting... No need for a welcome party, just... How's our house? All the kittens cleared out?\"\n\nKata held his shoulder with one paw, supporting him, going from a playful look to a concerned one. \"Of course, Kin. I always have the other parents take them in while I'm out hunting... So we can sneak into our place. Just you and me, as long as you want.\" She gave him a reassuring pat.\n\nKin nodded silently, reorienting himself upright and holding her paw as they slowly and quietly circled the brush surrounding Maskerade's outskirts. They likely didn't need to put effort into walking quietly, most of the village would respect their want for privacy, but Kata hid him well nonetheless.\n\nKata didn't expect him to be so thoroughly beat, but the fact he was made him all the more deserving of her comfort and care. As they entered the backdoor of their moderately-messy kitchen, she gently led Kin to the table. Somewhere to sit, finally, as she sweetly spoke. \"Why don't I cook you up something nice, while you unwind?\"\n\nKin didn't respond with words, meekly nodding while tossing his swords aside. Then off came the cloak, then his leather armor, leaving him in his tattered tan cloth underarmor. Meanwhile, Kata got right to work with an array of ingredients, her romp across the different sections of the pantry leaving her naked mountainous curves to bounce away. He didn't have anything else to look at, so why not?\n\nAs she heated pots and pans, he rested his head in his arms. Kata hummed idly while holding the searing pan, swaying her hips gradually. \"So, how's the feast so far?\" She didn't have to look his way to know where his way looked.\n\n\"Why, of course not. Finally seeing my sister again, after all this time, has been wonderful.\" He made sure his wording was deliberate and loving, though his tired eyes focused on a different story. \"I just wish the pancakes you left me with as our final meal before I set out- mind you- was not so obviously not made with Miltank Milk.\"\n\n\"I thought you liked them~\" Kata expertly swayed her chest while briefly turning his way, the skimpy front tails of her cape almost parting to reveal two pink spots on her chest, before she returned her attention to the food. \"But, if you insist, I won't be repeating that little prank.\"\n\n\"What are you making, anyways? It smells great...\" It seemed she was set on giving all his senses a nice time. From the meaty aroma, to her nude splendor, to her beautiful voice. He almost considered not falling asleep.\n\n\"Glad you asked! I've got a Bouffelant Steak searing, medium-well, as you like it. Then we have mashed potatoes, creamed to perfection! As for dessert, we've got some homemade berry jam and bread pudding!\" She sounded so proud of what she was making. He could be confident in her confidence, her attractive flaunting, and the smell of savory and sweet alike.\n\nAs the calm wait through what would be a lot of cooking began, the weight of the situation finally sank in. Kin's lived off of rations, wild beast, wild flora, and lots of fried tavern food for the longest time. It had been months and months since he's had a taste of a home-cooked meal, from the master herself.\n\nHow can one even fully realize how long that is? So far away from home that it wasn't even on most larger maps, hardly ever seeing the sight of another Meowscarada without the help of a mirror, a different bed and different everything. Kin travelled to the edge of reality and risked his life, all so he could be sitting in this wooden chair at last. To be welcomed back by his dear Kata, giving it her all to make sure he was right where he belonged.\n\nHe forgot what it felt like to be home. What was that called again? Homesick...\n\nBefore he could notice it, he was crying. Tears flowed down his face, and despite his paws wiping them off, they didn't stop. \"Th-Those are all my f-favorites... I-I missed having those...\"\n\nKata watched Kin with concern and affection, leaving the food for a moment to join his side. As he stood, she wrapped her fluffy arms around him in a comforting embrace. \"Hey, hey... It's okay, Kin...\"\n\nKin hugged her sides tightly, burying his face in her chest to wipe his tears and muffle his sobbing. \"But I missed y-you, t-too!\" \n\nKata almost wanted to cry herself, holding Kin close while gently stroking his back. Her whispers smoothly flowed over his ears, like silk. \"It's okay. You're home, now. I'm here... And good food is coming your way soon. So let everything else fade away for now, and let your big sister take care of you...\"\n\nSlowly, Kin's flood of emotions spilled over. Her warmth and comfort were able to soothe his heartache, calming his cries until they were left quietly purring in each other's loving embrace.\n\n\"See...? No need to be so stressed and sorrowful... No need to worry about being a great hero, anymore. You're just my brother, now, and my brother should be allowed to let his guard down without judgment or danger.\" Kata's soft words and soft touch further relaxed Kin, bringing him a peaceful smile.\n\n\"I love you, Kata...\"\n\n\"I love you too, Kin...\"\n\nNow satisfied, Kin let his sister return to finishing up their meals. She made sure to keep her hips a fine sight, sauntering around to gather the plates and lay the food across them presentably.\n\nBefore long, steamy paradise was right before Kin's eyes. He grabbed his fork, bowed to Kata across the table, and without further ado, chowed down. Steak, chewy but firm, marbled by fats from within, melting in the mouth. He took small bites, savoring every second, every drop of food she brought his way. The potatoes, truly creamy and buttery as Kata promised. It was hard to tell if it needed chewing at all, though that was necessary to develop the flavor. And the pudding, sweeter than the heavens, topped with Rawst Berry Jam...\n\nKata enjoyed her own cooking, but she clearly didn't need it as much as her brother. He was hungry from a week of minimal pitstops, and she makes meals for her 57 children. Give or take about half of them since they need to eat at the other houses. Either way, the Maskerade tribe is well off and doesn't starve. Lots of hunters, lots of money.\n\n\"Is everything to your liking?\" Kata paused between bites of steak. Even sitting straight up at the table, she rehearsed her movements to at least wiggle her chest.\n\nKin only slightly noticed, too immersed with his tongue to use his eyes. \"It'sh the besht thing I've had in my whole life!\" He gulped down, beaming with appreciation. From the tip of his tongue to the bottom of his stomach, the warmth and tastes brought his weary self even more ease.\n\n\"I'm glad you love it. I can make more if you're still hungry!\" Kata beamed right back, practically fluttering in her chest to see him so much happier now.\n\n\"Yes, please! I've been starving ever since I got off the cart.\" While that was a worrying thought, Kin was just fine now. Everything was right in the world.\n\nThe next hour breezed by like seconds. Continuing to feast upon the body of the most voluptuous woman for miles, as she created the tastiest meal for miles. Eating across from each other, like a date, catching up on everything they missed with mutual grins.\n\n...\n\n\"The Depths of Yin were darker than any place I'd ever been! Advanced darkness, if you will. My letter didn't do it justice, the gold down there didn't even glimmer!\"\n\n...\n\n\"I had my last litter while we were gathered for that one letter. I laid it on my tummy to read it, then splash! My chair was soaked right from under me!\"\n\n\"Your kits always find a way to be a nuisance, huh?\"\n\n...\n\n\"Say, haven't nya thought about asking Phantasm about taking over as head of the tribe? He's been talking about you all year, despite you know, being Phantasm!\"\n\n\"You know, I actually have! But there's still a ways to go before I'm ready to settle down.\"\n\n...\n\n\"Phew! I'm stuffed...\" Kin couldn't be more culinarily satisfied if he tried. \n\nKata was proud, paws on her hips and leaning back in her seat. \"If you want anything else, ask away! I'll support all your lingering needs, whatever they may be.\"\n\nAs Kin sat there, he could think of one thing. It's no secret that the siblings aren't opposed to getting friendly with each other, for lack of a better term. Kata's mates never stay around, despite pumping several babies into her, so she's always yearning for someone. Kin's had flings with women in the past, but he's never found anyone quite compatible with himself.\n\nNo matter the case, on that day, Kin wanted something he's been checking out for the past few hours straight. He walked around the table to step up to Kata, before getting her in a big hug again, snuggling up to her bountiful bosom.\n\nOf course, she started to rub up and down his back again. \"Just like that, no need to be shy. This is all for you...\"\n\nHe wasn't just looking to get comfy. One paw slid down her back, stopping to rest atop her butt, large and fluffy enough to fill the space between his fingers.\n\nHer eyes widened, her smile shifting to sultry as her bottom was seized. \"Myah~ So that's what you want... Meownster of few words, I see.\"\n\nKin looked up happily, chin tucked in Kata's cleavage. His other paw reached up to her other kind of cheek, letting her lean her head into his gentle touch. Another sort of gentle touch finally made its way to show through his pants, a bulge against the fur of her thigh that she couldn't mistake.\n\nThey thought of where to take this, if not in the kitchen right then and there. Kin had a sudden realization. \"Why don't we go bathe...\"\n\nDespite their bodies always being a treat no matter what, Kin did go through a week of crossing the continent without so much as a swim. The dirt on his fur and clothes did get all over Kata, when she looked down to realize.\n\n\"I believe the hawt springs should be empty... Let me dress for the occasion~\" Kata led Kin by the paw, first going to her bedroom.\n\nIt was as cozy as he remembered it, with an emperor-sized bed and a walk-in closet she put to good use. Disappearing through the door, Kin was left to wonder what his sister was getting up to. Could she have bought new clothes with all the treasures sent home to her?\n\nWhen she stepped out, the answer was clear. Her bodacious waist was clad with frilled pink panties that was just tight enough around her hips to squish them. Then, her breasts were pushed up against her by a bra with further frills, only accentuating its divine width. A veil around her torso that parted at her middle, a frilled band around her left thigh, a stocking on her right leg that left her absolute territory spilling out. She was...\n\n\"Well~? This one's pretty durable, so nya don't have to worry about what nya do to me...\" Kata winked, while turning to give him every angle.\n\nShe was perfect. Kin could only sit at the foot of her bed and watch her pose. If this were a pageant, she'd get an 11. No question. Her measured flaunting made him want to take her right then and there, but they still had some business to take care of.\n\nKin stood up, uncaring of the situation of his tent, glued to Kata's cuddly side as they snuck out of the house and returned to the woods.\n\nFall was slowly turning to winter, but it wasn't quite chilly enough to urge the tribe members towards the nearby hot springs. Since it was so, Kin and Kata would have more peace there than they would in the village bathhouse. \n\nOnce the cool winds were overtaken by steam, and grassy grounds shifted towards a rocky hill, hot waters flowed and pooled. The siblings were drawn to one of the calmer pools, waist height. Or, well, waist height for Kin. Even sitting, Kata would only barely get to dip her chest in.\n\nWithout further ado, Kin took off his dirty underarmor clothes. His shaggy fur betrayed the body of a seasoned warrior, or did it compliment his ruggedness? As Kata looked on at her handsome bro, she couldn't help but remember how much cuter he used to be. His fresher face, no grizzle and overgrown fur. She liked how he's grown, but lamented what he's grown out of.\n\nShe kept a paw on his shoulder as they stepped into the warm water together, reaching the deeper center and sitting down. Kin's head peeked out, but Kata's chest only partially submerged. She lifted him into her lap, head resting against her chest like a true pillow, and she began to scrub at his body under the water.\n\n\"You need a furcut, Meowster Kin.\" Stern but still playful, Kata expertly dissolved the dirt and musk from him with her fluffy paws.\n\n\"It's just my winter coat, Meowss Kata. It'll look better once you're done cleaning it up.\" He relaxed, leaning back and enjoying her soft form. He was able to look up at her face, his own paws resting against her thighs.\n\n\"You're darn right it will. I wanna get my kyoot Kin back!\" She began pawing his face clean.\n\n\"It's just that I'm tired, remember? A whole week sleeping on a pile of hay, and all...\" Getting the crud off of his jaw dispelled the illusion of any sort of dirt beard, helping to restore the fluffiness of his gaze. But his heavy eyes did add to the disparity Kata felt.\n\n\"Then you're going straight to bed, after we're done here. Maybe even before. Meowkay?\" Next was scrubbing Kin's legs up.\n\n\"Yes, yes... I could fall asleep right now, honestly.\" He was against the perfect mattress, after all, with a good blanket in the form of the spring.\n\n\"Not here. Mew'll dehydrate.\" Smiling, she finally got around to Kin's nether region. Feeling it, he wasn't quite turned on, like before. It was understandable, he was in a more chill place. Well, a more hot place. Either way, he was almost dozing off in her lap and arms.\n\nKata needed to fix that, so she began by gently holding his chin up. \"Mmnh... Kata...\" He held onto that paw lovingly, as her other one softly brushed his sensitive balls. \"Shhh Kin... You'll need to channel your strength into something other than your words...\"\n\nThe way she took hold of his kitty maker was the recipe to wake him back up. Her finger traced along his length, until it sought to give her more length to trace. \n\nHe involuntarily bucked his hips against her paw, feeling his energy return, throbbing against her magic touch. Kata grinned from success. Kin looked back at her, blushing heavily. \"Let's get out of the water...\" And she agreed, partially. Letting go, the cats rose to their feet and shook their torsos free of moisture, nigh reborn.\n\nSparkling clean, it was hard to look any better than they did. Kin's longer coat was fluffy and soft, and Kata's stunning curves gleamed in the light.\n\nStriding up to the edge of the pool, still ankle-deep, Kata sat down at the end, inviting Kin to sit beside her. As he did, he pulled her head down for a kiss. Their lips had been apart for so long, breath not in each other's mouths. It was relieving to solve that, and meet each other so intimately again.\n\nHer paw reached for his twitching maker, and in return he slipped a paw under her bra. Feeling each other shift around with pleasure while their kiss continued, eyes phasing open and shut, they were clearly both pent-up. In need of release...\n\nKata pulled her face back, whining and purring. \"Nya don't get it... Being pregnant is the best. But it's been so long...\"\n\n\"I've always appreciated your past bellies... You carry them well... It's a shame nobody's taken you yet. It can't be possible.\" Her breasts always managed to have some milk to squeeze out, Kin coaxing some onto his paw from how he rubbed away.\n\n\"It could be destiny. You... Me... Let's make a litter.\" Kata lightly squeezed his shaft, just enough to make him throb, wince... He looked on at her, the urge so great. His worries were none...\n\nKin remembered the early days of his Kingsland journey. After his first few guild marks, his notoriety was growing. He was referred to a cleric, who saw him for a deep, deep check-up. The Delphox with jingling prayer beads and priest's robes stared through his eyes into his soul. Pried his mouth open to see if his words were still mortal. Coaxed semen out of him to analyze the child they would make together.\n\nThe Sprigatito was eventually born with fur that resembled the blue flames Kin invokes in battle. His seed was normal otherwise, but it was hard to call his genes normal. They were affected by this mystical power he wields.\n\nIt meant whatever spawn he conceived with anyone would be healthy and beautiful, no matter what. They could do this. \n\n\"Kata, that would be a dream come true.\" That gave him the courage to push Kata's chest, causing her to let go and lean back. She propped herself up with her arms, laying and spreading her hefty legs apart for Kin. Her panties teasingly veiled her womanhood, while accentuating her body too well to simply peel them off. Kin loomed over her, ravenous. The warrior he was, he looked like he still had hours of this left in him. \n\nShe kneaded her bra, and pulled her one stocking back up to tantalize him, and herself. This was it. Kata was ready. \"Put some kits in me... Make me the meowther of a few more~!\"\n\nKin pulled her panties aside, exposing her drenched pussy. He brought his hot tip to her entrance, taking a deep breath in. One pump of the hips, and they were sealed together.\n\nHer insides clung to him, despite being so spacious. Every fold along the walls fervently welcomed him, offering just the right resistance as he thrusted in and out. \n\nKata's paws grabbed at the rocks below. She was so sensitive, her moans and meows almost matching those she made on the day her virginity was lost. While she didn't quite remember the man who took it from here then, the one inside her now was one she could say belonged. Or, she could say it, if every thrust Kin made hadn't urged a wince out of her.\n\nHis ears flickered, loving every sound that his sister sang. All her experience, a decade of being pumped up with baby batter, and her voice remained heavenly as always. He could only reward her by growing ever harder, driving ever further into her to kiss the harder-to-reach folds. Just as she thought he couldn't thrust any further, her huge hips were grasped tight, pulled against Kin. Even his breath stifled.\n\nPanting, adding steam to the airs around them, they were turned on beyond their ability to breathe. Yet, Kata still reached her face out, letting Kin move forwards for another kiss. They clenched each other, hard. It didn't last long, for they took each other's breaths away.\n\nKin couldn't stop. His grip only tightened around her plush behind, forcing Kata to tighten her grip around his member of corondum. Plunging right up to the very end of her walls, they briefly met at the cervix, a teasing tickle for the dormant organ that made Kata clamp her huge thighs around his waist. \"Nnhhhh, h-hey! Huff... That's really sensitive!\"\n\nThough her efforts only pulled Kin further inside, frenzied with pleasure from his tip hovering a mere inch away from the door to her womb. Just where he needed to dump all his seed. She wanted it so bad, her legs remained wrapped around him. \"K-Kata! Hahh... How... Many...\"\n\nImpulsively grinding against her still, he could feel his base welling up. He brushed his tip across every corner he could, etching out more moments of contact with her lonely, soaking folds. Twitching against them wildly. That's why he asked his question...\n\nShe knew what it meant, and it made her grip her legs harder, paws curling. \"G-Give me... Five! T-Ten! As many as you- haah- want! As many as you can! Fuck, ahhhh! Make me the happiest meowmmy in the WORLD!!\" Kata threw her head back, clenching her teeth as her pussy squeezed. Fluids burst from her folds, giving Kin's maker all the tightness, warmth and lubrication it needed to finish the job.\n\nHe grew the hardest he'd ever been, bucking into Kata with all his might. \"I'll make us b-blue and green kitties, aggh, all o-ours! Hff... Strong and cute as th-the both of us! When we raise them... We can be together, FOREVER!!\" Filled with drive, his new purpose, his balls surged. Aimed straight for her womb, their come mixed as it blasted out without remorse. He bucked and pumped, sending every single cellular promise of new life through her insides, back and forth. Over and over. Their panting was overtaken by their shaking shouts, quaking with each other's pleasures.\n\nKin fell over Kata as she fell back, his paws catching the ground to soften his fall. Though, he would have caught the ground if her paws weren't there to be pinned by his. And he was softened by landing on her chest, anyways. They heaved heavily, satisfied and thoroughly drained.\n\nYet... They continued, despite their obvious exhaustion. Just to squeeze out every drop Kin could make. Kata's belly was already looking fuller and rounder than it did before they started, but she still tiredly hugged Kin to make him thrust more. He brought his teeth to pull up Kata's bra, to access her areola with his lips. It gave him all the milk he wanted without any resistance, keeping him hydrated, keeping her moaning.\n\nThey writhed in each other's love, as the sun set on perhaps the best day together they've spent yet.\n\nInto the night, measuring up to the legends with their endurance. A bond unbreakable, a bond unchained. By the end of it all, they found themselves cuddling on the grass, sleeping like their babies in each other's embrace.\n\n\"I love you, Kin...\"\n\n\"I love you too, Kata...\"\n\nBy the next sunrise, they would mean far more to each other then they had ever before. Until then, it was nothing but the sweetest dreams for two full hearts, together again at last.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Sitting at the bar of your adventurer's guild, you found your fresh face next to a seasoned-looking Lucario. You shared drinks, until a question arose. "Have you heard the latest tales of Kin the Lionheart? Huh? No way you don't know him! Are you new to Kingsland?"

Two twinned swords sliced across the abyss, coated in blue flames sparked from friction against the heavy air. Waiting on the other end of those two swords was the Devil of sorts, prancing around the slashes and stabs to strike back with his blazing hatchet, grinning.

"That otherwise-ordinary Meowscarada hailed from practically nowhere. Just some small village! How could he ever achieve any insane feats? What fools we were." You saw the Lucario shake his head proudly.

Waiting on the other end of the arcs of flame and obsidian edge was a desperate green warrior, clad in armor that may have well been useless before the singing licks of the Devil. The Meowscarada- the mere mortal- lunged and weaved in a panic to deflect and strike back. Every movement was hurried by necessity. One wrong step, and it was goodbye.

"The tune changed as he got impressive. They said he was only in it for the money, but you'd never see him with any gaudy treasures. No, it was for his tribe, back home. Beloved. Any accounts from those claiming to know his tribe also claimed his sister a whore. And he'd still find time to track down whoever said anything like that! Serves them!" Another mug of ale, tipped back and slammed down.

Kin's eyes were wide, pupils shrunk like the snake he mimicked with every swing of the metal. The steel twinfangs held in his paws slipped around the Devil's mighty, unstoppable motions. But the Devil's stone horns and wings stopped Kin's weapons after they passed the axe. They danced for what could have been hours, with no reprieve or slowing, their fires of war continuing to bring light to even the void.

"What do you think? Was he really doing it for his tribe? Hard to claim the Devil's influence truly reached that far." You shrugged.

Burning faster, Kin deflected a smug and terminal chop that left the Devil staggered and bewildered. Kin's wide eyes strained, for this was his only opportunity. His blades plunged through the air one last time, seizing the neck of all evils, extinguishing the scarlet light of his brimstone. Forevermore.

"Our hero. Kingsland may never gain an upstart more impressive ever again. What, you think he just went back home? That's not how legends work! He disappeared, never to be seen again. We'll remember him well. The Azure Inferno will live on!" You just smiled and raised your mug again. Hearing of the recency of this myth, you wondered. As you slept in the Mudsdale Cart that brought you to this kingdom, could you have passed him by?

You remembered a glimpse out the backside of the cart, when you were between naps and looking for where you dropped your dagger. A cart was passing and travelling the other direction, containing a hooded figure resting on a pile of hay. Either side of his waist was sheathed one sword each, distinctly. Was that him? He looked wholly knocked out. Not quite a legend signalled by the choir of angels, just his own snoring.

Whatever the case, you could only wonder if the stories spoke true. If so, perhaps Kin deserved to be let snore. It looked comfortable, being at rest as such.

The Devil was in command for many years, yet he was ultimately imperfect. For all the oppression his gleeful iron hand cast upon the lands, they weren't immune to the steeled fangs of defiance.

As fast as Kin entered the lands and immediately entered epic quests and adventures, he exited the lands the very morning after he freed them of evil tyranny. His year away from the Maskerade tribe was an exciting one, to be sure.

As he snoozed on his pile of hay, in the most humble and rickety of Mudsdale Carts, weathered twinswords at his hips, he felt like a rock. Just before the week straight of being carted around, he entered an arena of flames worse than any Grass-Type could imagine, much less experience. He was satisfied, for how much more exhilarating an adventure could one measly monster even embark?

No, it was time to hang up the swords for a while. After all, his past year of blazing through Kingsland's darkest and most deadly dungeons supplied enough treasure for he and his tribe to live in luxury.

When he originally waved goodbye to the houses, all the hunters and tribesmothers, his older sister and her swathes of Sprigatito and Floragato children, Kin felt excited. All the breakneck battles that awaited him lived up to his expectations and surpassed them!

Hero of the ages no longer, Kin just wanted to come back home and be head of Maskerade for a while. Maybe he'd have a few kitties of his own, and settle down. His excitement could be derived from fishing, rather than the active hunting that gave him such legendary skills in the first place.

Eventually, the cart stopped, and his lamentations were broken up. This was his stop. Leaving the cart to the sight of familiar cedarwood and leaves high above, he knew the path from the forest outskirts, even a year later.

Waving to his driver before redonning his hood, he continued down the beaten dirt path. A large river broke through the woods, the silhouettes of passing fish calling his name. But he was too tired, stumbling past the waters and making his way.

It was so exhausting, yet as he thought such, a familiar voice echoed.

"Heyyyyyy, aren't you a mysterious one?"

The sight of a woman, tall and wide, extremely so. Fellow Meowscarada, yet unlike himself with the decency to wear leather armor and a cloak... She wore nothing but her natural cape, providing the bare minimum of decency to hide her nipples. And the way she sauntered over to him made such a dreamy sway.

"Be you a hunter from anyather tribe? Those look like nice swords~"

Kin almost groaned from under his mask. Was this really how she conducted her particular brand of hunting? That she was his first sight of home was welcome, but maybe this was laying it on a bit thick. Her wiggling hips were so embarrassing to think about.

"It's only natural you wouldn't recognize me. I know I don't scream 'identifiable' with this tattered cloak, but... Hi, Kata." As Kin lowered his mask and hood, the woman gasped, her huge chest heaving loud enough to echo.

"Wait, it's YOU!? I'm not hallucinating again, am I?" She paced the rest of the way up to him, grasping his shoulders with her immense paws. Kin was very graspable, in fact, pointing towards the possibility that he was a real material being. Not convinced however, she shook him.

"N-No! No, you're not, it's really me!" He reached up to grasp her shoulders right back, shaking her despite her heavy frame. That seemed to seal the deal, her backing off with wonder.

Kata sighed with relief, pausing for a moment. Then, it dawned on her that she hadn't seen him in a whole year. Then it dawned on her that she tried picking him as a mate, before seeing his face. Well, while shame was still in short supply, she bent down to hug his shoulders and rub cheeks playfully, uncaring about their chests pressing together. "My brother, finally back from delving dungeons and mauling meownsters! How's nya been lately?"

Kin smiled, returning her gesture kindly, unbothered and nuzzling. "Flattered to know that my beautiful face isn't even necessary to make the ladies look my way! Other than that, just fine."

Now she was really digging into her supply of blush, though she wasn't defeated just yet. "I'd love to hear about your recent exploits, while we're heading back to the village."

"Sure. I was on my way, up until you came by on your little manhunt." He pulled away, already immersed in their teasing, as if they'd not been separated long at all.

Kata began to walk with him, stepping a little in front. "Just because I know a good view when I see one, doesn't mean I'm on a manhunt! Besides, I don't see you making your return well-known. Where was the letter? We could've all gathered around the well one last time, and known to prepare for you!"

Right, the whole tribe would hear every word Kin put in his letters, as they came with the shipments of lush treasures Maskerade could trade or keep in coffers. Always a big event when his haul came in.

"Well... Since I got out of the fight of my life earlier, I just forgot. You know that immortal tyrant who erased his name and called himself the Devil? He was actually a follower of Giratina, who stole a fraction of their power for himself." He said, nonchalantly, as if this was just supposed to be casual.

Obviously, Giratina was one of the strongest Legendary Pokémon in the universe. When the Devil claimed a portion of them, it was chaos for his conquered lands.

"So my little brother's a demigod slayer now. That's fuuuuuuuun." Yes, even jokingly she engaged with the nonchalance. "Meanwhile I'm still a meowther of only 57 kitties, so far."

That's what was missing. Kin was wondering what was off about Kata's figure, and it hit him. Her belly was all flat. "Might be more if you weren't so upfront during your hunts, perhaps?"

Kata has been dedicated to being the greatest tribesmother of Maskerade, and managed to succeed rather well. Her experience through multiple births of multiple litters only made her figure more like a goddess over the years. Yet...

She looked down, and could see her own feet. It was agonizing, not being too pregnant to be able to walk normally, but she still held her head high through the dry spell. "Might be more if you helped out."

That slipped out. She rolled her eyes away from her suspicious brother, who was scratching the fuzzy inside of his ears. Did he hear that right? He stepped in front of his older sister, paws on his hips and looking up at her.

They paused... Until Kata felt a finger suddenly poking her abdomen. "You're getting desperate, aren't you~? It must have been months since you found a mate!" Kin was all too smug about it, rubbing it in.

She stood her ground, crossing her arms below her chest and huffing with a defiant smile. "And aren't you getting full of yourself, after just one demon lord? Maybe I've been waiting for a better man to come by, one who won't abandon the tribe like all my past mates?"

"Heh, fair enough. No safer a pick than the one who scoured the Ninth Circle for your sakes." He stayed slightly in front of Kata, as they continued their walk. Eager to be back, finally.

"Can't wait to see the look on all their faces. You're so much more rugged and badass now, imagine how the kids are gonna crawl all over you, asking how to be like you!" Kata mulled over how everyone's reaction would be. It was sure to be loud, proud, and full of love for the tribe's golden boy.

Yet, as Maskerade's rustic houses entered their sights, Kin leaned heavy against his sister's side and held around her torso. She feared he was dizzy. "I... I'd rather not get everyone in a hoot yet, that sounds exhausting... No need for a welcome party, just... How's our house? All the kittens cleared out?"

Kata held his shoulder with one paw, supporting him, going from a playful look to a concerned one. "Of course, Kin. I always have the other parents take them in while I'm out hunting... So we can sneak into our place. Just you and me, as long as you want." She gave him a reassuring pat.

Kin nodded silently, reorienting himself upright and holding her paw as they slowly and quietly circled the brush surrounding Maskerade's outskirts. They likely didn't need to put effort into walking quietly, most of the village would respect their want for privacy, but Kata hid him well nonetheless.

Kata didn't expect him to be so thoroughly beat, but the fact he was made him all the more deserving of her comfort and care. As they entered the backdoor of their moderately-messy kitchen, she gently led Kin to the table. Somewhere to sit, finally, as she sweetly spoke.  "Why don't I cook you up something nice, while you unwind?"

Kin didn't respond with words, meekly nodding while tossing his swords aside. Then off came the cloak, then his leather armor, leaving him in his tattered tan cloth underarmor. Meanwhile, Kata got right to work with an array of ingredients, her romp across the different sections of the pantry leaving her naked mountainous curves to bounce away. He didn't have anything else to look at, so why not?

As she heated pots and pans, he rested his head in his arms. Kata hummed idly while holding the searing pan, swaying her hips gradually. "So, how's the feast so far?" She didn't have to look his way to know where his way looked.

"Why, of course not. Finally seeing my sister again, after all this time, has been wonderful." He made sure his wording was deliberate and loving, though his tired eyes focused on a different story. "I just wish the pancakes you left me with as our final meal before I set out- mind you- was not so obviously not made with Miltank Milk."

"I thought you liked them~" Kata expertly swayed her chest while briefly turning his way, the skimpy front tails of her cape almost parting to reveal two pink spots on her chest, before she returned her attention to the food. "But, if you insist, I won't be repeating that little prank."

"What are you making, anyways? It smells great..." It seemed she was set on giving all his senses a nice time. From the meaty aroma, to her nude splendor, to her beautiful voice. He almost considered not falling asleep.

"Glad you asked! I've got a Bouffelant Steak searing, medium-well, as you like it. Then we have mashed potatoes, creamed to perfection! As for dessert, we've got some homemade berry jam and bread pudding!" She sounded so proud of what she was making. He could be confident in her confidence, her attractive flaunting, and the smell of savory and sweet alike.

As the calm wait through what would be a lot of cooking began, the weight of the situation finally sank in. Kin's lived off of rations, wild beast, wild flora, and lots of fried tavern food for the longest time. It had been months and months since he's had a taste of a home-cooked meal, from the master herself.

How can one even fully realize how long that is? So far away from home that it wasn't even on most larger maps, hardly ever seeing the sight of another Meowscarada without the help of a mirror, a different bed and different everything. Kin travelled to the edge of reality and risked his life, all so he could be sitting in this wooden chair at last. To be welcomed back by his dear Kata, giving it her all to make sure he was right where he belonged.

He forgot what it felt like to be home. What was that called again? Homesick...

Before he could notice it, he was crying. Tears flowed down his face, and despite his paws wiping them off, they didn't stop. "Th-Those are all my f-favorites... I-I missed having those..."

Kata watched Kin with concern and affection, leaving the food for a moment to join his side. As he stood, she wrapped her fluffy arms around him in a comforting embrace. "Hey, hey... It's okay, Kin..."

Kin hugged her sides tightly, burying his face in her chest to wipe his tears and muffle his sobbing. "But I missed y-you, t-too!"

Kata almost wanted to cry herself, holding Kin close while gently stroking his back. Her whispers smoothly flowed over his ears, like silk. "It's okay. You're home, now. I'm here... And good food is coming your way soon. So let everything else fade away for now, and let your big sister take care of you..."

Slowly, Kin's flood of emotions spilled over. Her warmth and comfort were able to soothe his heartache, calming his cries until they were left quietly purring in each other's loving embrace.

"See...? No need to be so stressed and sorrowful... No need to worry about being a great hero, anymore. You're just my brother, now, and my brother should be allowed to let his guard down without judgment or danger." Kata's soft words and soft touch further relaxed Kin, bringing him a peaceful smile.

"I love you, Kata..."

"I love you too, Kin..."

Now satisfied, Kin let his sister return to finishing up their meals. She made sure to keep her hips a fine sight, sauntering around to gather the plates and lay the food across them presentably.

Before long, steamy paradise was right before Kin's eyes. He grabbed his fork, bowed to Kata across the table, and without further ado, chowed down. Steak, chewy but firm, marbled by fats from within, melting in the mouth. He took small bites, savoring every second, every drop of food she brought his way. The potatoes, truly creamy and buttery as Kata promised. It was hard to tell if it needed chewing at all, though that was necessary to develop the flavor. And the pudding, sweeter than the heavens, topped with Rawst Berry Jam...

Kata enjoyed her own cooking, but she clearly didn't need it as much as her brother. He was hungry from a week of minimal pitstops, and she makes meals for her 57 children. Give or take about half of them since they need to eat at the other houses. Either way, the Maskerade tribe is well off and doesn't starve. Lots of hunters, lots of money.

"Is everything to your liking?" Kata paused between bites of steak. Even sitting straight up at the table, she rehearsed her movements to at least wiggle her chest.

Kin only slightly noticed, too immersed with his tongue to use his eyes. "It'sh the besht thing I've had in my whole life!" He gulped down, beaming with appreciation. From the tip of his tongue to the bottom of his stomach, the warmth and tastes brought his weary self even more ease.

"I'm glad you love it. I can make more if you're still hungry!" Kata beamed right back, practically fluttering in her chest to see him so much happier now.

"Yes, please! I've been starving ever since I got off the cart." While that was a worrying thought, Kin was just fine now. Everything was right in the world.

The next hour breezed by like seconds. Continuing to feast upon the body of the most voluptuous woman for miles, as she created the tastiest meal for miles. Eating across from each other, like a date, catching up on everything they missed with mutual grins.

...

"The Depths of Yin were darker than any place I'd ever been! Advanced darkness, if you will. My letter didn't do it justice, the gold down there didn't even glimmer!"

...

"I had my last litter while we were gathered for that one letter. I laid it on my tummy to read it, then splash! My chair was soaked right from under me!"

"Your kits always find a way to be a nuisance, huh?"

...

"Say, haven't nya thought about asking Phantasm about taking over as head of the tribe? He's been talking about you all year, despite you know, being Phantasm!"

"You know, I actually have! But there's still a ways to go before I'm ready to settle down."

...

"Phew! I'm stuffed..." Kin couldn't be more culinarily satisfied if he tried.

Kata was proud, paws on her hips and leaning back in her seat. "If you want anything else, ask away! I'll support all your lingering needs, whatever they may be."

As Kin sat there, he could think of one thing. It's no secret that the siblings aren't opposed to getting friendly with each other, for lack of a better term. Kata's mates never stay around, despite pumping several babies into her, so she's always yearning for someone. Kin's had flings with women in the past, but he's never found anyone quite compatible with himself.

No matter the case, on that day, Kin wanted something he's been checking out for the past few hours straight. He walked around the table to step up to Kata, before getting her in a big hug again, snuggling up to her bountiful bosom.

Of course, she started to rub up and down his back again. "Just like that, no need to be shy. This is all for you..."

He wasn't just looking to get comfy. One paw slid down her back, stopping to rest atop her butt, large and fluffy enough to fill the space between his fingers.

Her eyes widened, her smile shifting to sultry as her bottom was seized. "Myah~ So that's what you want... Meownster of few words, I see."

Kin looked up happily, chin tucked in Kata's cleavage. His other paw reached up to her other kind of cheek, letting her lean her head into his gentle touch. Another sort of gentle touch finally made its way to show through his pants, a bulge against the fur of her thigh that she couldn't mistake.

They thought of where to take this, if not in the kitchen right then and there. Kin had a sudden realization. "Why don't we go bathe..."

Despite their bodies always being a treat no matter what, Kin did go through a week of crossing the continent without so much as a swim. The dirt on his fur and clothes did get all over Kata, when she looked down to realize.

"I believe the hawt springs should be empty... Let me dress for the occasion~" Kata led Kin by the paw, first going to her bedroom.

It was as cozy as he remembered it, with an emperor-sized bed and a walk-in closet she put to good use. Disappearing through the door, Kin was left to wonder what his sister was getting up to. Could she have bought new clothes with all the treasures sent home to her?

When she stepped out, the answer was clear. Her bodacious waist was clad with frilled pink panties that was just tight enough around her hips to squish them. Then, her breasts were pushed up against her by a bra with further frills, only accentuating its divine width. A veil around her torso that parted at her middle, a frilled band around her left thigh, a stocking on her right leg that left her absolute territory spilling out. She was...

"Well~? This one's pretty durable, so nya don't have to worry about what nya do to me..." Kata winked, while turning to give him every angle.

She was perfect. Kin could only sit at the foot of her bed and watch her pose. If this were a pageant, she'd get an 11. No question. Her measured flaunting made him want to take her right then and there, but they still had some business to take care of.

Kin stood up, uncaring of the situation of his tent, glued to Kata's cuddly side as they snuck out of the house and returned to the woods.

Fall was slowly turning to winter, but it wasn't quite chilly enough to urge the tribe members towards the nearby hot springs. Since it was so, Kin and Kata would have more peace there than they would in the village bathhouse.

Once the cool winds were overtaken by steam, and grassy grounds shifted towards a rocky hill, hot waters flowed and pooled. The siblings were drawn to one of the calmer pools, waist height. Or, well, waist height for Kin. Even sitting, Kata would only barely get to dip her chest in.

Without further ado, Kin took off his dirty underarmor clothes. His shaggy fur betrayed the body of a seasoned warrior, or did it compliment his ruggedness? As Kata looked on at her handsome bro, she couldn't help but remember how much cuter he used to be. His fresher face, no grizzle and overgrown fur. She liked how he's grown, but lamented what he's grown out of.

She kept a paw on his shoulder as they stepped into the warm water together, reaching the deeper center and sitting down. Kin's head peeked out, but Kata's chest only partially submerged. She lifted him into her lap, head resting against her chest like a true pillow, and she began to scrub at his body under the water.

"You need a furcut, Meowster Kin." Stern but still playful, Kata expertly dissolved the dirt and musk from him with her fluffy paws.

"It's just my winter coat, Meowss Kata. It'll look better once you're done cleaning it up." He relaxed, leaning back and enjoying her soft form. He was able to look up at her face, his own paws resting against her thighs.

"You're darn right it will. I wanna get my kyoot Kin back!" She began pawing his face clean.

"It's just that I'm tired, remember? A whole week sleeping on a pile of hay, and all..." Getting the crud off of his jaw dispelled the illusion of any sort of dirt beard, helping to restore the fluffiness of his gaze. But his heavy eyes did add to the disparity Kata felt.

"Then you're going straight to bed, after we're done here. Maybe even before. Meowkay?" Next was scrubbing Kin's legs up.

"Yes, yes... I could fall asleep right now, honestly." He was against the perfect mattress, after all, with a good blanket in the form of the spring.

"Not here. Mew'll dehydrate." Smiling, she finally got around to Kin's nether region. Feeling it, he wasn't quite turned on, like before. It was understandable, he was in a more chill place. Well, a more hot place. Either way, he was almost dozing off in her lap and arms.

Kata needed to fix that, so she began by gently holding his chin up. "Mmnh... Kata..." He held onto that paw lovingly, as her other one softly brushed his sensitive balls. "Shhh Kin... You'll need to channel your strength into something other than your words..."

The way she took hold of his kitty maker was the recipe to wake him back up. Her finger traced along his length, until it sought to give her more length to trace.

He involuntarily bucked his hips against her paw, feeling his energy return, throbbing against her magic touch. Kata grinned from success. Kin looked back at her, blushing heavily. "Let's get out of the water..." And she agreed, partially. Letting go, the cats rose to their feet and shook their torsos free of moisture, nigh reborn.

Sparkling clean, it was hard to look any better than they did. Kin's longer coat was fluffy and soft, and Kata's stunning curves gleamed in the light.

Striding up to the edge of the pool, still ankle-deep, Kata sat down at the end, inviting Kin to sit beside her. As he did, he pulled her head down for a kiss. Their lips had been apart for so long, breath not in each other's mouths. It was relieving to solve that, and meet each other so intimately again.

Her paw reached for his twitching maker, and in return he slipped a paw under her bra. Feeling each other shift around with pleasure while their kiss continued, eyes phasing open and shut, they were clearly both pent-up. In need of release...

Kata pulled her face back, whining and purring. "Nya don't get it... Being pregnant is the best. But it's been so long..."

"I've always appreciated your past bellies... You carry them well... It's a shame nobody's taken you yet. It can't be possible." Her breasts always managed to have some milk to squeeze out, Kin coaxing some onto his paw from how he rubbed away.

"It could be destiny. You... Me... Let's make a litter." Kata lightly squeezed his shaft, just enough to make him throb, wince... He looked on at her, the urge so great. His worries were none...

Kin remembered the early days of his Kingsland journey. After his first few guild marks, his notoriety was growing. He was referred to a cleric, who saw him for a deep, deep check-up. The Delphox with jingling prayer beads and priest's robes stared through his eyes into his soul. Pried his mouth open to see if his words were still mortal. Coaxed semen out of him to analyze the child they would make together.

The Sprigatito was eventually born with fur that resembled the blue flames Kin invokes in battle. His seed was normal otherwise, but it was hard to call his genes normal. They were affected by this mystical power he wields.

It meant whatever spawn he conceived with anyone would be healthy and beautiful, no matter what. They could do this.

"Kata, that would be a dream come true." That gave him the courage to push Kata's chest, causing her to let go and lean back. She propped herself up with her arms, laying and spreading her hefty legs apart for Kin. Her panties teasingly veiled her womanhood, while accentuating her body too well to simply peel them off. Kin loomed over her, ravenous. The warrior he was, he looked like he still had hours of this left in him.

She kneaded her bra, and pulled her one stocking back up to tantalize him, and herself. This was it. Kata was ready. "Put some kits in me... Make me the meowther of a few more~!"

Kin pulled her panties aside, exposing her drenched pussy. He brought his hot tip to her entrance, taking a deep breath in. One pump of the hips, and they were sealed together.

Her insides clung to him, despite being so spacious. Every fold along the walls fervently welcomed him, offering just the right resistance as he thrusted in and out.

Kata's paws grabbed at the rocks below. She was so sensitive, her moans and meows almost matching those she made on the day her virginity was lost. While she didn't quite remember the man who took it from here then, the one inside her now was one she could say belonged. Or, she could say it, if every thrust Kin made hadn't urged a wince out of her.

His ears flickered, loving every sound that his sister sang. All her experience, a decade of being pumped up with baby batter, and her voice remained heavenly as always. He could only reward her by growing ever harder, driving ever further into her to kiss the harder-to-reach folds. Just as she thought he couldn't thrust any further, her huge hips were grasped tight, pulled against Kin. Even his breath stifled.

Panting, adding steam to the airs around them, they were turned on beyond their ability to breathe. Yet, Kata still reached her face out, letting Kin move forwards for another kiss. They clenched each other, hard. It didn't last long, for they took each other's breaths away.

Kin couldn't stop. His grip only tightened around her plush behind, forcing Kata to tighten her grip around his member of corondum. Plunging right up to the very end of her walls, they briefly met at the cervix, a teasing tickle for the dormant organ that made Kata clamp her huge thighs around his waist. "Nnhhhh, h-hey! Huff... That's really sensitive!"

Though her efforts only pulled Kin further inside, frenzied with pleasure from his tip hovering a mere inch away from the door to her womb. Just where he needed to dump all his seed. She wanted it so bad, her legs remained wrapped around him. "K-Kata! Hahh... How... Many..."

Impulsively grinding against her still, he could feel his base welling up. He brushed his tip across every corner he could, etching out more moments of contact with her lonely, soaking folds. Twitching against them wildly. That's why he asked his question...

She knew what it meant, and it made her grip her legs harder, paws curling. "G-Give me... Five! T-Ten! As many as you- haah- want! As many as you can! Fuck, ahhhh! Make me the happiest meowmmy in the WORLD!!" Kata threw her head back, clenching her teeth as her pussy squeezed. Fluids burst from her folds, giving Kin's maker all the tightness, warmth and lubrication it needed to finish the job.

He grew the hardest he'd ever been, bucking into Kata with all his might. "I'll make us b-blue and green kitties, aggh, all o-ours! Hff... Strong and cute as th-the both of us! When we raise them... We can be together, FOREVER!!" Filled with drive, his new purpose, his balls surged. Aimed straight for her womb, their come mixed as it blasted out without remorse. He bucked and pumped, sending every single cellular promise of new life through her insides, back and forth. Over and over. Their panting was overtaken by their shaking shouts, quaking with each other's pleasures.

Kin fell over Kata as she fell back, his paws catching the ground to soften his fall. Though, he would have caught the ground if her paws weren't there to be pinned by his. And he was softened by landing on her chest, anyways. They heaved heavily, satisfied and thoroughly drained.

Yet... They continued, despite their obvious exhaustion. Just to squeeze out every drop Kin could make. Kata's belly was already looking fuller and rounder than it did before they started, but she still tiredly hugged Kin to make him thrust more. He brought his teeth to pull up Kata's bra, to access her areola with his lips. It gave him all the milk he wanted without any resistance, keeping him hydrated, keeping her moaning.

They writhed in each other's love, as the sun set on perhaps the best day together they've spent yet.

Into the night, measuring up to the legends with their endurance. A bond unbreakable, a bond unchained. By the end of it all, they found themselves cuddling on the grass, sleeping like their babies in each other's embrace.

"I love you, Kin..."

"I love you too, Kata..."

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