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Revelations by IndigoNeko
Chapter 28 – The Third Revelation
Friday, June 5th, 2015
Elizabeth tucked her backpack into the square cubbyhole at the back of the classroom, wincing as she forgot for a moment about her arm despite the ace bandage wrapped around it. For a mild sprain, whatever that was, it sure hurt. The doctor had said it’d go away in a couple of days at most though, and just to avoid using it when possible until the pain faded. She glanced down the hallway, hoping Lexi would show up today.
Lexi had been on the edge of tears the whole time they’d sat in the nurse’s office yesterday after that stupid goat boy had bullied her. The tiger cub had tried to put on a brave face and said she was fine, but Lizzy knew her friend well enough to know something was seriously wrong, and it frightened her. Lexi hadn’t answered her phone last night, either. A minute before the bell rang, the young tigress finally came in, using her crutches to prop the door open, and the little stoat felt a rush of relief.
Alex quickly shoved hir backpack into the cubby shi normally stuck it in, then swung herself meter by meter across the room via hir crutches until shi was standing in front of the teacher’s desk. Mrs. Eaglantine looked up at hir.
“Good morning Alexandrea. Are you okay after what happened yesterday?” the slender bald eagle asked, putting down the paper she was reading.
“Yes, Mrs. Eaglantine. I’m fine. But... do you have a minute to talk?” Alex asked.
She looked up at the clock hanging on the wall at the front of the room. The bell was going to ring in a few seconds. “Actually, I don’t right now; class is about to start. Can it wait until recess?”
Alex bit hir lower lip. It really wasn’t that important. Shi’d gone four whole grades without telling anyone that shi was a herm; waiting a bit longer probably didn’t matter. To be honest, shi really wasn’t looking forward to telling the whole class about it either, though that’s what shi and mom had decided would be the easiest way to let people know the truth. “It can wait, I think.”
“Good,” Mrs. Eaglantine said with a smile, relieved. After the event during recess yesterday, she was afraid that there might be further complications. “Why don’t you go sit down and get ready for class, and we can talk during recess. Does that work?”
Alex opened hir mouth, almost wanting to protest. But Mrs. Eaglantine was right; it could wait until recess. Shi nodded, and turned back around and headed to hir assigned seat.
Mrs. Eaglantine watched the cub leave with mixed feelings. She really liked Alexandrea, but she knew that at some point something like this would happen, and hadn’t been looking forward to it at all. Robert and the other student had each been suspended until the end of the school year though, so hopefully that would be the end of the matter.
Alex set hir crutches down, then pulled back the little plastic seat and gingerly sat down. Even though shi had taken some tylenol, shi was still a tiny bit sore after last night’s activities with hir parents. It had been totally worth it though. Shi glanced over at Lizzy, who was looking at hir with a worried expression. The bell rang before shi could say anything though, and the rest of the room went quiet as the teacher stood up and began calling roll.
A bit over two hours later, Alex finished filling in the last question on the math worksheet just before the recess bell rang, glad that shi wouldn’t have to do it tonight. Shi stretched and stood up, snagging hir crutches before joining Lizzy at the end of the line. Some of the kids had been glancing at hir throughout the class period, and it was starting to make hir self-conscious.
“Are you okay?” Lizzy asked as soon as they were lined up.
“Of course I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?” Alex asked, turning to look at the little stoat-hybrid.
“You were really upset yesterday when we were in the nurse’s office, and then you wouldn’t answer when I called you yesterday, and it made me worried,” Elizabeth said accusingly.
“Oh. Sorry. My phone died yesterday ‘cause I forgot to charge it. I didn’t see you had called until this morning.” Alex explained, glancing back over hir shoulder as Mrs. Eaglantine opened the glass-panelled door that led outside.
“So why were you upset?” the little stoat persisted.
“Umm... it’s ‘cause Robert told everyone I’m not a girl, and pulled my panties down,” Alex whispered, staring at the carpet and trying not to cry at the memory.
“But I thought Mrs. Eaglantine got there in time...” Elizabeth’s voice trailed off as Alex shook her head. “Oh no. So what are you...”
Alex swallowed, forcing back the tears. “I was going to ask Mrs. Eaglantine if I could tell the class, but she was busy this morning. Kids have been staring at me all morning.”
“Yeah, I noticed that. I didn’t think it would be a big deal. I mean, it didn’t bother me,” Lizzy said as the line of students began making their way out of the classroom.
Just as they stepped through the doorway, the golden retriever named Madelyn in front of them turned around. “Did Robert really pull your skirts down?”
Alex nodded.
“He got suspended,” Elizabeth added. “And the police took him away.”
Madelyn’s eyes went wide. “Really? The police? You mean he got arrested?”
Alex nodded again, as Danny joined them as well. That was expected; he’d been following Madelyn around during recess since the beginning of school year. Alex thought it was kind of funny; the border collie had been following Maddy around and she had been following Josh around. She’d finally given up chasing Danny away after Spring Break, once it became clear that Josh wasn’t interested in talking to anyone except Andy.
“Who got arrested?” the border collie boy asked.
“Robert did,” Maddy replied.
“What for? Pulling down your undies?” Danny asked.
Alex nodded again, hir throat growing tight. “Did you see?” shi asked nervously.
“No,” Danny said, shaking his head. “Cedric told me when he called me last night. He was really pissed at Robert for doing something like that. I don’t know if they’re going to be friends anymore. Oh... by the way, is it true?”
“Is what true?” Alex asked, even more nervously.
“Cedric said you’re not really a girl,” Danny answered.
Alex felt like crying; shi’d been planning on telling people hirself. It almost felt like something had been taken from hir. It was true though, so shi nodded unhappily. They’d reached the main courtyard now, and it felt like everyone was watching hir. Staring at the freak.
“So...if you’re a boy, why do you dress like a girl?” the border collie boy asked, tilting his head slightly.
“I’m not a boy,” Alex snapped, irritatedly. “I’m a hermaphrodite.”
Both Danny and Maddy cocked their heads at that. “What’s that?”
Alex stopped, leaning against the wall. Shi was growing more and more agitated by the moment. It seemed like half the kids on the playground were watching hir, and it was filling hir with so many emotions shi couldn’t keep them all straight: anxiety, fear, sorrow, anger…
“It means she’s both a boy and a girl,” Lizzy said, standing next to her feline friend.
“Ooohhh... Cedric thought you might be transgender or intersex,” Danny said. “I didn’t know what those were either until he told me.”
Alex shook hir head, taking a deep breath and trying to ignore how everyone was staring. “No, I’ve got both parts. Intersex and transgender people only have one part, it’s just the wrong one.”
Lizzy turned around, hearing the quaver in Lexi’s voice. It was impossible to miss the tiger’s eyes darting around, the whites of her eyes showing. “Could you two leave us alone for a bit, please? I think Lexi doesn’t really wanna talk right now.”
Alex nodded in agreement. The two canines went quiet and Madelyn nodded and walked off, Danny following her a second later. Taking a deep breath, Alex sat down and leaned against the uneven vertical planks that covered the side of the building.
“Are you okay, Lexi?” Lizzy said, kneeling. “What’s wrong?”
“Everyone’s looking at me,” Alex said irritably, waving hir hand. “Like I’m some kind of freak. And stop calling me Lexi. My name’s Alex.”
Lizzy felt her lip start to tremble; she’d been calling her best friend Lexi for years now. It was her special pet name for Alexandrea. Being told that Alexandrea didn’t like it hurt more than anything she’d ever felt. A tear slipped down her cheek as she was overcome with shame. “I... I…” she stuttered, trying to apologize as tears began to run down her face. She couldn’t even get the words out, it hurt so much. Scrambling to her feet, she bolted.
Alex reached out, trying to grab the silly stoat before she ran off, but shi was too slow, and before shi could blink Lizzy had disappeared around the side of the building, wailing. Now that shi realized what shi had said, Alex felt miserable. There probably was nothing more hurtful that shi could have said to Lizzy short of telling the little stoat that shi never wanted to see her again. Tears of hir own hit the cement as shi pushed hirself back up and picked up hir crutches.
By the time shi rounded the corner, Lizzy had disappeared. There wasn’t anywhere for her to go except around the next corner though...or up on the soccer field, which Alex doubted she would have gone to. Blinking tears from hir eyes and swinging hir legs as fast as shi could with hir crutches, shi made hir way along the side of the building to the next corner. When shi reached it, shi looked around.
The classrooms’ exterior doorways protruded perhaps three feet from the main structure; tall glass boxes, stuck to the side of the building. Three doors down, through many layers of thick tempered glass, shi caught a glimpse of white; the edge of Lizzy’s dress. The little stoat was hiding on the other side of the third glass vestibule, half obscured by the wide metal frame the glass walls were set in. Gritting hir teeth against the pain from hir sore paws, shi continued to swing hirself across the ground, aluminum crutches clacking when the rubber feet hit the pavement.
Lizzy leaned against the side of the building, bawling. She didn’t know where she was, and didn’t care. The little stoat had never imagined that a few words could hurt so much. Tears streamed down her face, soaking the fur around her eyes. What had she done that had made Lexi so mad?
By the time Alex passed the last of the doorways, Lizzy’s wailing had turned to gut-wrenching sobs. It was clear she was trying not to cry, and failing miserably, gasping and sobbing with every breath she took. Just seeing Lizzy in so much pain, knowing shi had caused that pain was enough to bring hir to the verge of tears again. Shi dropped hir crutches and slid down the glass wall, collapsing next to hir best friend in the whole world and wrapped hir arms around the sobbing stoat.
It took a moment for the fact that she was being held to penetrate the haze of anguish Lizzy was lost in, and slightly longer to realize it was Lexi- Alex who held her. “I- I- I’m s- s- sorry,” the little stoat stuttered between the sobs that wracked her tiny frame. It took even longer to realize that the tigress hadn’t responded... and that Alex was crying as well.
Knowing that Alex still loved her eased the knot of pain in her chest somewhat. Enough that she was able to get her sobs under control after a minute. “Wha... What?” Lizzy asked between sniffles.
Alex hugged her friend a bit tighter. “I’m sorry too,” shi said, hir voice hoarse. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I love you, silly stoat, and I love when you call me Lexi.”
Knowing that Alex liked her pet name eased the last of the tightness in her chest, but... “What... I mean... why did you say that then?” she inquired.
Alex drew back, hir face damp with tears. “I mean... I love it when you call me Lexi, but... it’s not... it’s not me. Lexi’s a girl, and I’m not a girl,” shi tried to explain, sniffling.
If anything, that made Lizzy more confused than ever, but after a few seconds it began to make a little more sense. Alex had been pretending to be a girl, but now she wasn’t. “I know you’re not,” Lizzy said, swallowing to ease her sore throat. “But I still think of you as Lexi. Not as a boy or a girl, but... as my friend. My best friend.”
That made Alex feel even worse; it wasn’t about being a boy or a girl to Lizzy at all, and shi’d gone and made hir best friend cry over nothing but a name. A name shi loved. Did names really even matter? Shi pulled Lizzy tighter.
“So that’s where you two ran off to.”
Alex looked up, blinking away the tears in hir eyes, and felt Lizzy do the same. Mrs. Eaglantine stood over them, wing-hands against her hips.
“My gosh; you two are a mess. Are you girls okay?” the bald eagle asked, concerned, as she stooped and held a hand out to each of them. “Let me help you up.”
Alex took hold of Mrs. Eaglantine’s taloned hand with hir own much smaller paw and quickly found hirself standing upright. Shi took a moment to brush hir skirt off, while Lizzy started talking.
“Alex isn’t a girl,” Lizzy stated, with a slight sniffle.
“Yes, I know, dear. Shi’s a hermaphrodite,” the teacher said, kneeling down to help the little stoat brush her dress off. The eagle gave a sharp glance at the tigress standing next to them. “Is that what you wanted to talk about this morning?”
Alex gave a quick nod, not quite trusting hir voice with how thick hir throat felt at the moment.
“I thought... Oh.” After the events of yesterday’s recess, it was pointless to pretend that that little tigress was just a girl anymore, the eagle realized. “Did you want to tell the rest of the class when we get back from recess?” she asked gently, raising a feathered eyebrow.
Alex nodded again.
“Well, I guess that’ll give me an opening to tell everyone about proper pronouns for third-genders,” the teacher said, the skin at the corner of her beak curving up into a smile as she stood back up. “Why don’t we head back to the courtyard, so I can keep an eye on everyone else?”
Alex felt like shi was about to cry again. Shi didn’t want to go back where people were staring at hir. “Do we have to?”
“What’s wrong, dear?” Mrs. Eaglantine asked.
“Everyone keeps staring at me, like I’m some kind of freak,” Alex said with a sniffle.
“Oh, honey, look at me,” she said, using a finger to lift the little tigress’ muzzle. “You’re not a freak. Hermaphrodites aren’t uncommon. About one student in every two classes here was born as a hermaphrodite. It’s just that most of the time doctors turn them into girls shortly after they’re born. You’re lucky, Alex; you get to be both a boy and a girl. The other students are probably just staring at you because they heard Robert was suspended after pulling your skirts off. After you tell the class, I’m sure they’ll stop staring at you. Okay?”
Alex looked down, giving a quiet “Okay.”
The two of them followed the bald eagle back around the building to the blacktop courtyard, taking a seat against the side of the building once again, watching the other kids running around, playing wall-ball, tetherball, climbing on the playground or, most frequently, playing games on their handheld games while laying on the grass. It did seem like a few students glanced in their direction, but for the most part they were now engrossed in whatever else they were doing.
About ten minutes later, Mrs. Eaglantine held up a plastic whistle and clamped it between her beak, blowing it loudly. It wasn’t long before all of them were filing back into the classroom, several students quickly stuffing their hand-held games into their backpacks before returning to their seats. As the bell rang, the teacher went to the front of the classroom.
“Well, now that recess is over, I’ve got an announcement. You may have seen that Robert isn’t here. He was suspended for bullying Alexandrea, and pulling her skirts off. We don’t allow bullying of any kind for any reason, or pulling other people’s clothing off. Also, I’ve got a special lesson for you all. Alexandrea wants to share something with you all. After that, I’ll get to teach you all a few new words. Alexandrea, why don’t you come up here?”
Alex picked up hir crutches and made hir way to the front of the room, standing next to Mrs. Eaglantine.
“Go for it, Alex,” the bald eagle quietly said, resting her scaled hand on the young tiger’s shoulder.
Alex didn’t really like standing in front of so many people; all of them staring at hir. Shi took a deep breath, almost afraid now. Once shi told them, hir deepest secret would be a secret no longer.
“So, first, I don’t like being called Alexandrea. I prefer being Alex. Also, some of you probably heard that I’m not a girl after Robert pulled my skirts off. Cedric over there,” shi said, nodding in the chamois’ direction, “knows that I’m not a girl. So do Lizzy, Danny, and Madelyn. I’m not a boy either. I’m both.”
The class erupted in questions, a deafening cacophony of sound that hurt hir ears. Mrs. Eaglantine raised her voice over the bedlam, calling for silence. Despite the chaos, Alex somehow felt relieved, and started answering all the other student’s questions as best shi could, and asking for Mrs. Eaglantine’s help when shi couldn’t. It was almost lunch time before everyone’s questions were answered and the teacher finished covering all the infrequently used words related to the third-gender.
Alex sat back down at hir desk, somehow feeling more relaxed and at ease than shi ever had before at school. By telling everyone what shi really was, not hiding hir true nature, shi felt like shi had freed hirself from a prison within hir mind; a prison of fear and guilt. Sometime during hir explanations, it felt like shi had received a tiny revelation. Shi didn’t know where shi had heard it before, but somehow the words echoed in hir mind ‘The truth will set you free’.
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Shortly after school got out, both Alex and Elizabeth made their way through the dense crowd of children waiting to get on their respective buses and to the long string of cars behind the last of the buses. Alex checked hir phone, seeing a short text from mom saying that Julia was picking both of them up, and smiled as shi followed Lizzy down the sidewalk towards the older stoat’s dark red sedan.
Lizzy pulled open the front passenger door and gave hir a hug. “I’ll see you this evening,” the little stoat said. Alex smiled to hirself; shi couldn’t resists the opportunity to tease Lizzy, and hugged her back as Lizzy crawled into the front seat. Then shi popped the back door open just as the front seat shut, laying hir crutches on the floor before shi sat down hirself.
“What…?” Lizzy asked from the front seat, turning around as she heard someone in the back seat.
“Hi, Lizzy!” Alex said brightly as shi took hir backpack off and tucked hir tail into the seat’s tail groove before shutting the door. “Good to see you again.”
Lizzy looked at hir a moment, mouth twisted to one side as she stared in exasperation. Then she sighed at Alex’s shenanigans, and Alex giggled.
I take it you already got your mom’s message?” Julia asked rhetorically, putting the car in drive before explaining the situation to her daughter. “Raenne dropped off Alexandrea’s clothes and stuff earlier today. So I can take both of you straight home.”
“Yep!” Alex said as shi buckled hir seatbelt.
“Alright then. So, how did your day go, princess?” the older stoat said while the car began moving forward as she slowly pulled past the long line of buses.
Lizzy glanced over her shoulder at Alex for a moment. “Well, we didn’t have a good morning, but after recess Alex told everyone that shi’s a hermaphrodite. Then everyone asked a bunch of questions and Mrs. Eaglantine taught us a bunch of new words, like shi and hir.”
“Oh?” Julia asked, glancing for a moment at the tigress in the back seat. “So you decided that it was time to come... er... to tell everyone?”
Alex nodded. “Yeah. A bunch of kids saw when Robert pulled my panties down yesterday. Mom and dad and I talked it over, and we decided that it would probably be best if I told everyone. I wasn’t sure about it at first, but everyone was staring at me during recess, so…”
“Oh, honey. I’m so sorry,” Julia said consolingly. “I was worried that would happen. So how did the kids react when you told them you’re a hermaphrodite?”
“Soooo many questions,” Alex groaned. “You wouldn’t believe how many questions they asked about how I pee. And Mrs. Eaglantine didn’t help at all. She said she’s not allowed to answer those kinds of questions. At least she helped with some of the words, writing them on the board.”
Julia smiled, stifling a giggle. She had to fight the urge to ask the same question herself, actually. She made a mental note to look it up on the internet. “So, do you two have any homework?”
“Nope!” Elizabeth piped up. “Mrs. Eaglantine said that we’re all caught up. We’ll have a review on Monday, and some tests on Tuesday. Wednesday’s our last day.”
“Good,” Julia stated as she turned onto their home street. “Then you all can do whatever you want until bedtime. Oh, and your Father will be home at around nine this evening, princess.”
“Yay!” Elizabeth exclaimed, bouncing in place. “I was feeling really sad this morning.”
“Oh?” Julia asked quietly, glancing in the rear view mirror. Alex was glancing out the window at the houses as they drove by. “Well, perhaps he can help you feel better when he gets home.”
Alex’s ears perked up, swivelling towards the front of the car. Shi slowly moved one paw over hir lap, not saying anything. The little tigress knew exactly what Julia meant, and the thought of Lizzy mating with her father had sent a flush of warmth up hir face and a tingle down between hir legs.
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Practically at the same time as the smell of meatloaf reached Alex’s nose, Elizabeth’s tummy made a peculiar noise, almost lost amidst the sound of zombies and creepers coming from the computer speakers.
“Put some dirt in the doorway!” Alex said, as shi sat on the chair shi’d pulled up next to Lizzy’s computer desk. “Quick, before another zombie shows up. We can wait until daylight to make a door.”
Elizabeth quickly moved her mouse and clicked. A block of dirt appeared in the doorway. “What next?”
“Umm... bring up the inventory. See those icons on the right?” Alex asked, pointing. “Click on one...yeah.”
“Oh, wow. You can see all the recipes!” Elizabeth exclaimed. “This is soooo cool!”
“Yeah, dad showed me this a few days ago, but I was more interested in playing Ori. This is way more complicated than regular Minecraft. It’s got all kinds of stuff like electric machines, chainsaws and drills, jetpacks... even laser guns.”
“So, what do we make next?” the little stoat asked, unsure what to do next and bewildered by the huge list of items they could make.
“First you need to make a stencil-” Alex started explaining, then went silent as shi heard a voice from downstairs.
“Girls! Dinner’s ready!” they heard Julia yell from downstairs.
“I’ll tell you after dinner.” Alex said, grabbing hir crutches. “Let’s go wash our paws; I’m hungry.”
“Okay,” Lizzy said, saving the game and following Alex into the bathroom.
A minute later, the two of them wandered through the empty dining room and into the kitchen. Alex started when shi saw Charlotte sitting on one of the tall chairs at the kitchen island, wearing a neck brace and a pair of pajamas. “Charlotte! What happened?”
The teenaged doberman shifted in her seat, turning to look at the young tiger, wondering for a moment if she should tell the cub the whole truth or a half truth. After a second, she decided that the whole truth might be better, and started explaining. “I was rude to a boy named Diego when I told him that I didn’t want to go out with him. He got mad and punched me, knocking me out. My fashe hit the floor firsht, and it broke the bonesh in my fashe and shome of my teeth,” she said, picking up a glass of pink liquid with a straw in it and carrying it out to the dining room.
“Oh no,” Alex said, using hir crutches to keep out of Julia’s way as shi followed Charlotte into the dining room while Julia carried dishes back and forth from the kitchen. “Did you hit him back?”
“No,” Charlotte replied as she sat down at the table. A faint smile curled the edge of her mouth. “But another boy hit Diego for me. Actually, you might even know him. Hikari takes karate leshon from your mom.”
Alex blinked. “Oh. I don’t know any of the people my mom teaches, yet. She’s going to start teaching me on Sunday.”
After Julia finished setting the table, she interrupted their conversation. “Sit down, girls,” the older stoat prompted, pulling a seat out for Alex and pushing it back in after shi sat down. Julia set the young tiger’s crutches against the wall, out of the way, then took her own seat.
Charlotte waited until everyone was sitting before she continued with her explanation. “Well, Hikari hit Diego for me. Kicked him in the head twishe, actually. Lasht I heard, Diego is shtill in the hoshpital. Hopefully he’ll wind up spending shummer in jail.”
“Stupid boys,” Alex growled.
“Yeah! Stupid boys,” Elizabeth piped up. “I can’t believe Robert did that yesterday. I hope he rots in jail, too.”
Julia started taking plates and dishing out portions of roasted garlic and rosemary meatloaf, grilled asparagus, and mashed potatoes with sour cream and chives. The only one without a plate was Charlotte, who had her strawberry-flavored protein shake.
“Elishabeth told me what happened yeshterday, Alexandrea.” Charlotte said quietly from across the table. “I’m shorry that happened to you. I’d almost rather have my fashe broken than have shomeone pull my shkirtsh down.”
“It wasn’t that bad,” Alex protested as Julia set a plate down in front of hir. “Though I did have to tell everyone that I’m a hermaphrodite, and that was-”
“You’re a hermaphrodite!?” Charlotte cried out, shocked, barely swallowing her sip of strawberry shake instead of spraying it all over the table.
Alex didn’t answer, looking sideways at the little stoat sitting next to hir. “You didn’t tell?” shi asked hir friend.
“No,” Elizabeth said, slowly shaking her head. “It was a secret, so I never told anyone. Your mom was the one who told Father, remember?”
“Oh, right,” Alex said, blinking. Then shi turned back to Charlotte and gave a quick nod. “Yes, I’m a hermaphrodite.”
Charlotte’s mouth hung open slightly, still in shock. This was bad. This was very, very bad. “Julia, can I shpeak with you real quick?” she asked, pointing at the kitchen doorway.
“Sure...” Julia replied, sounding puzzled. She set her fork and knife down on her plate and followed the teenaged canine back into the kitchen. Charlotte quickly closed the sliding door behind Julia as the older stoat stepped into the kitchen with her.
“Julia,” she said quickly, in a panic. “the lasht time Alexandrea shtayed over here, when I wash changing the sheetsh... well... I didn’t think anything at the time because I thought Alexandrea was a girl, but... they’re both, umm...” Charlotte stood there, almost shaking, and took a deep breath. “They’re both shexually active.”
Charlotte was scared and terribly upset. She’d completely ignored a piece of critically important information. With Elizabeth’s medical complications, pregnancy could-
“Yes, we found out last week ourselves,” Julia said with a rueful grin. “That’s what put me in the hospital with a heart attack.”
Charlotte’s mouth formed a tiny ‘O’. That changed things. “Elishabeth... ish she pregnant?” she asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
“As far as we can tell, she isn’t. I had Elizabeth take a pregnancy test a few days ago, and I’ll give her another test in a few more weeks to be sure,” Julia said, explaining everything. “According to Raenne, they didn’t have intercourse when they were over here, and she was quick to teach them about safe sex and condoms. She did a good job actually; she let me listen to the voice recording she made when she was teaching them.”
“Oh. Wait... sho are they... I mean, are you allowing them to...?” Charlotte trailed off, embarrassed to actually say the words and kind of afraid to hear the answer.
“Yes,” Julia confirmed with a nod. “Alex is using condoms made for felines with a spermicidal lubricant. Between that with the fact that they’re both completely different genuses...”
The doberman girl nodded slowly. She’d totally forgotten about the evolved species breeding limitations that, ironically, she’d learned about in biology only a few weeks ago. While they all had 23 diploid pairs of homologous chromosomes, those chromosomes were of different lengths and coded for different genes. Thus, most mixed-species matings resulted in miscarriages from conflicting protein interactions or sterile children because cell meiosis failed during recombination.
The more different two people looked, the less likely it was that they could bear children. While two members of the same genus like ferrets and stoats could interbreed with some effort, members of different genuses like felines and weasels could rarely interbreed. That didn’t mean it was impossible; there had even been at least one confirmed offspring of an anthro fox and an evolved firefly according to the American Journal of Anthropomorphic Biology.
“I shee,” Charlotte said after a moment.
“Does that bother you?” Julia asked, a little worried.
“No...” Charlotte said slowly. Actually, that was a lie. It bothered her a whole lot, but not in a bad way. She’d frigged herself raw imagining the two cubs as lesbian lovers. Now, knowing that the little tigress was a herm and that the two of them were probably fucking each other silly every chance they got... the very thought made her knees weak. She was going to have to change her panties after dinner.
“Well, if it does, you’re welcome to talk to me or Terrence about it. You’re practically family, Charlotte. If something bothers you, tell us, okay?” Julia said, reaching out and squeezing the doberman’s forearms.
As tempting as it was to tell Julia just how worked up the thought of Alexandrea and Elizabeth having sex made her, Charlotte decided that was probably not the wisest course of action. “Okay, if shomething doesh, then I will,” she said with a wry smile.
“Is there anything else? I’d rather that dinner didn’t grow cold,” Julia said with a small smile.
“No, ma’am. I was jusht worried that I’d done shomething terrible by not telling you when I firsht found out,” Charlotte explained.
“Oh, Charlotte... even if you had, it wouldn’t have made a difference. Don’t be so hard on yourself, dear,” Julia said, giving the girl a quick hug. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m hungry,” the stoat said, pulling the dining room door open.
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Alex flopped on Lizzy’s fluffy white bedspread, dropping hir crutches on the floor. “I dunno how you do it, Lizzy. I’m tired and I wasn’t even swimming.”
Lizzy stepped out of the closet still wearing her white bikini swimsuit, a nightgown in her hands and a towel draped over her shoulders. She paused for a moment, yawning. “Yeah, I’m exhausted. I’m going to go take a quick shower.”
“Okay. I’ll get dressed for bed, then,” the young tiger replied. As Lizzy stepped out of the bedroom, heading down the hallway to the third-floor bathroom, Alex sighed and sat back up, then rolled off the bed and picked up hir crutches. The stuff hir mom had brought over while shi was still in school was stacked neatly next to the door, with a change of clothes and pajamas, neatly folded, and a plastic bag with brushes, bottles, and other toiletries. As shi pulled the pajamas off the top, the bag fell over, revealing a small stack of foil squares and a tiny bottle. Huh, she thought, at least shi was prepared in case Lizzy wanted to do something sexy.
A few moments later, Alex’s skirt and shirt were lying on the bed next to hir and shi was pulling on hir pink Hello Kitty pants when there was a knock on the door. As the door swung open, Alex panicked: shi’d forgotten to make sure it was closed and locked. “Wait! I’m getting dressed.”
A black and brown paw pulled the door closed again, and shi heard Charlotte apologizing. “Shorry, Alexandrea. I jusht came up here to let Elishabeth know that her father jusht arrived.”
“Oh, okay,” shi said, pulling hir pants up and grabbing the thin white shirt next to hir. “Lizzy’s in the bathroom, taking a quick shower. Do you want me to tell her?”
“No, that’sh alright. I’ll tell her,” the doberman said. She walked down the hallway a few steps to the bathroom door and knocked on it.
“I’m in the shower,” Lizzy yelled.
“I know,” Charlotte replied, speaking loudly. “I jusht wanted to let you know that your father jusht arrived. He’ll be down in the living room after he’sh done changing.”
“Okay!” Lizzy yelled. She quickly snagged the bottle of shampoo and poured a handful of it out, lathering up so she didn’t smell like chlorine. In record time, she had finished cleaning her fur and scrubbed every last part to make sure she was squeaky clean. She almost slipped jumping out of the shower and into the fur drying unit and slapping the switch to turn it on.
Before her fur was even fully dry, the little stoat stepped out of the dryer, taking the nightgown off the counter and slipping it on even as she pulled the door open and darted down the hallway. Almost as an afterthought, she ducked into her room, where Alex was now sitting in front of the computer.
“Father’s here,” she gasped. “In the living room-”
“I know. I’ll be down to say hello in a sec,” Alex said, pressing a button on the keyboard before bending over and picking up hir crutches.
“Kay!” Elizabeth said, already rushing down the last stretch of hallway to the stairs. She was too excited to even think of taking the lift, and practically flew down the stairs, taking them two steps at a time. In nearly no time at all, she hit the first floor foyer and snagged the frame of the living room doorway to keep her momentum.
“Father!” she yelled as she caught sight of him, sitting on the couch in a polo shirt and slacks next to her mother. She didn’t even slow as she leapt across the room; a fuzzy forty pound cannonball aimed straight for his chest.
Terrence grunted as his daughter slammed into his chest, hugging him tightly enough that he started to worry about his ribs. “Ooof! Princess, you’re way too heavy to jump on me like this.” Elizabeth said nothing, curling up against his chest and tucking her legs in. He couldn’t help but wrap his arms around his precious little girl, smiling. “So, how was your week, princess?”
“It was awful. Yesterday, that stupid goat boy Robert and some fifth-grader were picking on me and Lexi... er... Alex. The big kid pushed me and I hurt my wrist, and then Robert pulled down Alex’s skirt and stuff, and shi fell over. The police came and took them away and everything,” Elizabeth explained, face still buried in her father’s chest, refusing to let go of him.
Terry nodded. Julia had told him all about it, but he wanted to hear Elizabeth’s perspective. “That’s terrible. Is your wrist still hurting? Did anything else happen?”
“Well, it hurts a bit, and I had a bandage on it, but I took it off to go swimming earlier. As for today... umm...” Elizabeth trailed off, not really wanting to say anything about the spat between her and her best friend.
“I accidentally made her cry, telling her not to call me Lexi,” Alex said miserably from the doorway, standing there on hir crutches, wearing hir hello kitty pajamas. “I’m sorry, Lizzy. I really didn’t mean to. I was just upset ‘cause everyone was staring at me, like I was some kind of freak.”
Terrence looked up at the little tigress, curious. “Why were they staring at you?”
Alex slowly made hir way over to the ottoman and sat down on it. “Cause a bunch of kids saw that I had boy parts when Robert pulled my panties down, and everyone thought I was a boy wearing skirts,” shi said, unhappily. “Madelyn and Danny asked me about it before recess, and Cedric thought I might be intersex or transvestite. So I decided to tell everyone, like mom and dad suggested last night. Almost nobody in class actually knew what a hermaphrodite is, so when I told the class what I was, they had a bunch of questions. It took forever to answer all of them.”
Terrence nodded. “I can imagine. I’m surprised you were willing to tell everyone about it. It must have taken a lot of courage to do that.”
Alex sighed. “It’s not like I really had a choice, thanks to that stupid goat,” shi said ruefully.
Everyone was silent for a moment, except for Lizzy making quiet dooking noises. Alex smiled at that; shi didn’t hear it often, but when shi did it was always because the little stoat was completely content. Terrence slowly rubbed his daughter’s back as they sat there, his wife Julia leaning against the older ferret’s side. A few moments later, Charlotte walked in from the kitchen with a short glass with some clear amber-colored liquid and a few cubes of ice, still wearing her pajamas. She handed the glass to Terrence and then sat down next to him on the couch.
“How’s the nose doing Charlotte? Still planning on going to school on Monday? Or should I ask you that on Monday morning?” Terrence asked the teenaged doberman.
Charlotte paused for a moment, considering. “Honeshtly, I’d rather shtay home. But I already mished final week and the lasht daysh to take my makeup exams are Monday and Tuesday, sho I don’t have a choice.”
“I’m sorry. Are you at least caught up with biology and Japanese?” the ferret asked.
“Yeah. Shtaying home actually helped; I wash able to concentrate a lot better. I already finished that homework packet that Julia picked up for me,” the canine explained.
“Good. Oh, and just so you’re aware, Diego’s been arraigned and incarcerated. The pre-trial is on Wednesday, and I expect he’ll plead guilty. Most of the videos we found didn’t show the event until after he’d punched you, but there were two videos that did, plus the security camera footage, so the D.A. has an air-tight case if he doesn’t.”
Charlotte nodded. “Do you know how badly he wash hurt when Hikari kicked him?” she asked, more out of morbid curiosity than anything.
“Whiplash, spinal cord compression, and concussion,” Terrence replied promptly. “He’ll be wearing a neck brace for a while, like you are. Also, I heard he declined to press charges against Hikari when his own lawyer explained the ‘defense of a person’ laws, and explained that because he got up after the first kick it couldn’t be considered excessive force.”
Charlotte gave a sigh of relief, then leaned up against the ferret and his daughter. He took a sip of the bourbon she’d brought him, then wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Charlotte relaxed a bit more at that, a slight smile on her face. It had taken her a while to come to terms with it, but the Stouffers had become more of a family than her own had ever been. Hell, she hadn’t talked to her real father on the phone in over a year, and hadn’t seen him in person since she’d been a little pup.
Alex got up from the ottoman and hopped over to join them on the couch, sitting at the corner of the couch nearest Charlotte. They sat quietly for a few moments, Terrence occasionally sipping from his glass, the little cubes of ice making tiny clinks.
“So, are you doing okay, princess?” Terrence asked quietly after he’d finished his drink, “Or feeling weepy?”
“A bit weepy,” she replied, head still tucked against his chest. She wasn’t actually feeling very weepy, but after three days, she really, really wanted to feel him inside her again.
“Okay, princess. Why don’t you head upstairs while I get your medicine,” the ferret said, causing Elizabeth to hop off his lap. He turned to Charlotte and Alex. “If you two want to pick out a movie and start watching it, we’ll be back down in a bit.”
“Here, I’ll take that,” Julia said, standing up and holding out a paw out for his glass. “I’ll get her pills for you while I’m in the kitchen.”
“Okay, then,” Terrence said, handing over the glass, then standing up and giving his wife a kiss before following Elizabeth upstairs.
Alex and Charlotte were left sitting on the couch in the suddenly empty living room. Both of them knew exactly what the Stouffers were going to be doing in a few moments, but neither of them said anything.
“Sho...” Charlotte said after a moment, glancing at the little tigress next to her. “What would you like to watch?”
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Elizabeth stood at the top of the second flight of stairs, bouncing in place as Father followed her up. As he reached the top, he picked her up and gave her a kiss, carrying her the rest of the way into the bedroom. After closing the door, he walked over and set her down on the bed.
The little stoat didn’t waste any time, tugging her nightgown off and setting it on the foot of the bed before her father had even managed to get his shoes off. She sat back on her feet, kneeling in the middle of the bed as she watched him unbutton his dress shirt. Impatient with his slow pace, she hopped off the bed and began fumbling with his belt.
Terrence smiled, undoing the last of the buttons at almost the same time as his daughter managed to get his belt undone. As she undid the button and was pulling his zipper down, the door behind them opened. His pants hit the floor just as Julia stepped in and closed the door behind her.
“I see I made it just in time,” Julia said, stepping over to the nightstand and setting down a tiny cup of pills and a glass of water. The ermine sat down on the bed, turning to watch her husband tugging his dress shirt off and dropping it on the floor next to his pants even as Elizabeth tugged his boxers off. Julia wasn’t surprised at all to see how swollen his testes were, considering that he’d been on a business trip for the last three days, or the fact that pink was showing at the tip of his sheath. Nor was she surprised when their daughter wrapped her lips around the tip of his penis and began sucking him off.
Terrence sighed as he felt his daughter’s lips wrap around the end of his dick, followed by her tongue running over his glans. After three days, he was definitely beginning to feel pent up. Like most people, he had his fair share of heritage traits... one in particular manifested as enlarged testicles during the summer months, just like his feral cousins. If he went too long without any kind of release, it was awkwardly obvious to anyone who so much as glanced at his pants. As his shaft swelled in his daughter’s mouth, he smiled down at her and gently rubbed the top of her head with one paw. He glanced back up as his wife walked over to their closet, then closed his eyes in bliss as his daughter sucked hard on his length, pulling the last of his length right out of his sheath and bringing him to full hardness.
The fur of his sheath tickled as it brushed against her lips and nose, as did the tip of his length bumping against the back of her throat. Elizabeth was absurdly happy to be able to play with Father once again. If her mouth wasn’t full, she’d probably be dooking. The little stoat pushed her chin forward and swallowed, feeling his glans slip down into her throat. She pressed her nose against his fur, breathing in his slightly musky natural scent. She stuck the tip of her tongue out and pressed it down past his shaft and into his sheath.
“Oh, God... Princess, you’re going to make me cum if you don’t stop,” Terrence said as he felt her delightful, tiny tongue wrap around the base of his dick.
Elizabeth pulled back, a string of saliva hanging between her lips and his tip. She licked it off, and looked up at him. “Sorry. Will you mate with me now? Pleeease?”
“Of course, princess,” he said as Julia stepped out of the closet, now dressed in only her brown and white fur and carrying dildos in each paw: the canine-shaped one he remembered from earlier in the week, and another equine-shaped one that made his eyes go wide. “My God, Julia. That thing could be used as a weapon.”
“Wow! That’s ginormous…” Elizabeth said as she turned around and saw what Julia had taken out of the closet. “Are you going to try to put it inside you?” she asked as she crawled onto the bed.
“Well... maybe,” Julia said, a bit unsure. “I’m almost afraid to try it. Maybe I’ll just use this one for a bit,” the older stoat said, holding up the canine dildo and laying the other one down on the bed. “Unless you wanted to put your paw inside me again, princess. Before we do anything, however, you have some pills to take,” she said, using the fake horse cock to point at the two cups on the nightstand.
Elizabeth made a face, then walked over and began popping the pills one by one into her mouth, taking a swallow of water with each.
Terrence finished pulling off his socks and sat down at the foot of the bed. “Julia? It doesn’t... I mean, doesn’t that hurt? The fisting, I mean.”
Julia smiled. “No. She’s gentle, and her arm isn’t that big. Did you want to do that again, princess?”
“Yes!” Elizabeth said excitedly. “Father? Do you think you could mate with me while I’m... um... putting my arm in Mother’s flower?”
Could he ever, he thought to himself, feeling his dick throb. “Sure, Princess. Julia, why don’t you pass us the lube and then lay down in the middle. Elizabeth, once you’ve got your arm ready, go ahead and get on your knees between her legs, near the edge of the bed here. Sound good?”
Elizabeth nodded, then caught the tube of coconut oil her mom tossed at her after setting the dildos aside. She popped the lid open and squeezed perhaps a tablespoon into one paw before tossing it to her father. A few moments later, the fur of her paw and most of her forearm started turning shiny under the overhead lights as the viscous stuff liquified.
Julia snagged a pillow and lay down, then gently rubbed her clit and vulva with one paw as she watched her daughter slather her arm with lube and her husband do the same to his dick. Just thinking of getting fisted by her daughter was making her insides tingle, feeling delightfully naughty.
The little stoat crawled between her mother’s legs, careful not to get oil on the sheets, since her arm was practically dripping. Then she sat back and leaned down, giving her mother’s flower a lick as the older stoat moved her paw out of the way.
Terrence recapped the tube and set it down on the bed after putting some coconut oil on his own paw, then stroked his dick a few times, coating it so it glistened.
Elizabeth lapped at her mother’s flower a few times, then rubbed it with her oil-slicked paw. She glanced behind her as she heard Father move up behind her, his dick pointing straight up between his legs.
Terrence stepped up behind his daughter, knees against the side of the bed. He wrapped his paws around her hips, tugging her butt until she was at the right height, then took hold of his length and pressed his tip against his daughter’s tight little pussy. “You ready, princess?”
“Yes!” she said, before remembering her manners. “Please?”
Terrence didn’t say anything, instead applying gentle pressure, slowly sliding into her warm, wet passage. Elizabeth was just as tight as she always was, barely able to accommodate him. Even with lube, it was difficult, as one would expect with an adult trying to have sex with a nine-year-old cub. Once he was partially inside, he took hold of her hips with both paws again and pulled her towards him even as he pushed with his hips.
Elizabeth moaned as her flower stretched wide around his length. Her father ignored it, slowly pressing further and further into her. Then she gasped as his tip bumped the back of her passage. After a moment, the stretchy feeling faded, and she went back to playing with her mother’s flower, pressing a couple of fingers into her mother’s passage while dooking softly.
Terrence waited for a few moments, letting his daughter’s channel adjust to his size, before he pulled back. When he was almost out, he slowly pushed back into her. No matter how many times they did this, it still felt somewhat surreal that he was fucking his daughter, and that she enjoyed it as much as she did.
Meanwhile, Julia was rubbing her clit while their daughter worked more fingers into her pussy. She sucked in her breath as Elizabeth’s entire paw popped into her, all the way up to the girl’s tiny wrist. She could feel the slight changes in pressure as her husband rocked back and forth, mating with their little girl. Elizabeth gave her a moment to adjust, then began pushing her little paw deeper into her passage, periodically pulling back before pushing in again.
It wasn’t much longer before Terrence was moving smoothly in and out, bumping the back of his daughter’s vagina with every thrust. He didn’t have quite as much depth as normal, mating with her while the little stoat was bent over like this; she was even tighter than normal and he was barely able to get half his length into her before touching her cervix. Normally they didn’t use the doggy style position for that very reason. Now that his daughter could actually take his entire length though, he was actually looking forward to it.
“Father?” The little stoat asked quietly, looking back over her shoulder as she worked her paw in and out of her mother’s vagina. “Do you think you could get it all the way inside me again? It felt really good.”
Terrence paused, trying to at least act like the conscientious father he was supposed to be. “Are you sure, princess? I don’t want to hurt you, at all,” he said, knowing full well that she was going to ask to take him all the way.
“Uh-huh. It only hurt the first time, and only a little bit,” the little stoat replied. That was a blatant lie, but Elizabeth didn’t care if she was slightly sore tomorrow. She wanted to feel him squirt all the way inside her.
“Okay, princess. If that’s what you want...” Terrence said, giving a few more strokes before he stopped thrusting and started pulling firmly on her hips, pressing the tip of his length against the back of her vagina. He could feel her cervix gradually widening under the constant pressure. Ever so slowly, he felt his tip pass through the entrance to her womb.
Elizabeth moaned as she felt her father’s length slide the rest of the way into her. It stung for a few moments, but that quickly faded.
“Well, I’m all the way inside you now. Are you okay, princess?” Terrence asked tentatively, holding still yet again while he waited for his daughter’s passage to adjust to the even deeper intrusion.
Elizabeth nodded after a moment. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she said, taking a deep breath and trying to relax. She felt something deep inside her tummy clenching hard around his length and focused on it, feeling it relax after a few moments.
Julia, watching the two of them, was frantically rubbing her clit. Between her daughter fisting her and listening to the two of them as Terry bottomed out inside their baby girl had her so horny that she was desperate to cum. As Elizabeth recovered and started pumping her fist again, Julia finally felt the tingling start. Somehow the thought of rubbing her daughter’s tummy while her husband was balls-deep inside of the little cub popped into her head. Being able to feel her husband moving his rock-hard penis under her paw through their daughter’s belly was intensely erotic, and she could only imagine it being even more so now that he could fit his entire length inside the little stoat.
That thought was nearly enough to bring Julia to the tipping point, and her daughter, unaware of Julia’s thoughts, kept thrusting over half her forearm in and out of her mother’s vagina. Julia’s head tilted back and she started keening as she finally reached climax.
As her mother’s head fell back against the pillows, Elizabeth felt her mother’s flower begin clenching around her arm, and she pressed her paw as deep as she could, nearly to her elbow. She felt around until she found the tiny hole at the back of her mom’s flower and stuck her dull thumb-claw into it, pressing slightly as the tight ring of muscle relaxed. Over the next few seconds, while her mom shook from the intensity of her orgasm, Elizabeth felt her thumb go further and further, just past the first knuckle. It felt like she had a rubber band wrapped around her thumb with how tight it was.
Terrence stopped thrusting for a moment, buried all the way to his sheath in his daughter’s vagina, watching with a smile as his wife jerked and twitched in orgasm. After it was over, Julia panting for breath, he tentatively pulled back again, feeling his daughter’s cervix pop closed around the tip of his length. As he pushed back in, her cervix only held for a moment, then slid back well past his glans. Almost halfway down his penis, actually. He probably had a good three inches of his length inside his daughter’s womb, thanks to her being bent over doggy style. The thought nearly made him cum.
Elizabeth held still as Father began to mate her again, this time going all the way inside her with every stroke. The intensity of the sensation was almost mind-numbing. She didn’t even realize that her mother was speaking until she felt something tap the top of her head, and glanced up.
“Are you doing okay, princess?” Julia asked once she’d gotten her daughter’s attention. The feel of Elizabeth’s thumb wedged in her cervix was distracting, to say the least. It felt like she could feel every slight movement both her daughter and husband made, given how sensitive she was.
“Yeeaaah...” Elizabeth said slowly, currently paying more attention to the feel of her father’s length slipping in and out of her own cervix, and trying to keep as relaxed as she could so it didn’t hurt. She blinked as she felt her mom tighten slightly around her thumb, remembering where it was. “Oh! Mom! I found out that it doesn’t hurt at all if you can relax your... um... this thing,” she said, wiggling her thumb slightly. “It feels really weird, but really good.”
Julia winced slightly as Elizabeth moved her thumb; she was so sensitive right now that even that slight movement had been painful. Nevertheless, she tried to relax, focusing on the muscles deep within her. After a few moments, she felt it relax very slightly. At least it wasn’t painfully tight now... and Elizabeth was right; it didn’t hurt. It was just incredibly sensitive.
The little stoat smiled as she felt her mom relax, then gently tugged her thumb free. Then she concentrated on the feel of her father’s shaft passing through her own cervix over and over. It was very, very intense, feeling him so deep inside her. Still, she wanted to feel him squirt, to sooth the slight itch deep inside her. “Father? Are you getting close?”
“Yes, princess. Very close,” he said, continuing to rock his hips back and forth, feeling her cervix roll back and forth over his glans and nearly halfway down his dick. The knowledge that he was literally fucking his baby girl’s womb had him so aroused it was a wonder he hadn’t blown his load already.
“When you squirt, could you squirt all the way inside me? Please?” she asked.
“Sure, princess... I’m about to squirt right now,” Terrence replied, feeling his dick twitch at the combination of innocence and perversity in his daughter’s question.
Elizabeth pressed back, focusing on the feel of her father’s penis deep within her, waiting for his sticky deposit to sooth the nearly constant itch that lasted from spring ‘till fall. She felt him push past her cervix another three times, then he pulled her hips back and pressed as far into her as he could go, his hips hitting her bum with a thwap and kinking her tail to the side. She felt his penis twitch, and then the surge of warmth spilling into her, coating her insides with his sticky gift. Between the intense sensation of being mated so deeply and the instant relief as his semen washed across her insides, her climax hit her fast and hard.
Julia gasped as her daughter collapsed onto the bed, butt in the air and face inches from her crotch. She could feel her daughter’s twitching and jerking through the girl’s arm, pressed all the way to the elbow in her pussy.
Terrence sighed as his dick continued to twitch, spilling semen straight into his daughter’s womb. Every time he thought he was done, he could feel her cervix contract around his length, reminding him exactly how deep he was inside her. The thought kept him ejaculating long past when he normally would have finished. He didn’t think he’d ever cum for so long before, or that she had either.
Even when he was done, the feel of her cervix tightening and loosening over and over around his length and the thought of being so deep inside his daughter kept him hard as a rock. The base of his dick felt strange, as if he needed to come again. After a few moments, he gave in to the temptation and resumed pumping his dick into his daughter’s still twitching body despite the post-climax oversensitivity.
After a few moments, Julia realized Elizabeth had stopped moving, and still hadn’t gotten back up. She pushed herself up slightly, looking between her legs. Elizabeth’s head was tilted to one side, mouth open in a happy grin and eyes mostly closed, her face shifting against the covers with every thrust her father made. The tip of her tongue hung from the side of her mouth.
“Elizabeth?” she asked quietly, glancing up at Terrence for a second. She gently took hold of her daughter’s arm and pulled it out of her pussy, then tapped her little girl’s forehead. When Elizabeth didn’t respond, she gently raised one of the girl’s eyelids. When she didn’t respond to that either, Julia looked back up at her husband. “I think she’s out cold.”
Terrence slowed his pace a bit. “Yeah, I’ll bet. I don’t think I’ve ever felt her cum so hard or so long before. For that matter, I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard before.”
Julia raised an eyebrow. “You already came in her, and you’re still going?”
Terrence nodded. “Yeah,” he said shortly, gripping his daughter’s hips and picking his pace back up again.
Julia shook her head. Something about him mating with his daughter while she was unconscious struck her as strange, possibly wrong, but she didn’t say anything about it. “Well, I’m going to take a quick shower. Hopefully she’ll be awake again by the time you finish, cause she’ll need one herself.”
He nodded as his wife rolled off the bed, padding into the shower. His daughter was clearly out cold; other than her hips she felt completely boneless in his paws. Despite that, her pussy was still remarkably tight around him from being bent over doggy style. He could still feel her cervix close around his tip when he pulled back and felt it hold for a split second before rolling back over his glans when he pushed back in, almost half his dick slipping into her womb with every stroke.
It bothered him slightly, fucking his unconscious daughter’s form, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. It felt way too good to pass up, and he was still horny from his forced abstinence over the past three days.
He heard the shower start up, and his wife’s humming as he continued to pump in and out of Elizabeth’s tight passage. Slight squelching noises accompanied his thrusts, but it wasn’t enough to break his concentration, focused as he was on the feel of his daughter’s vagina around his length. Without having to worry about her own pleasure, he was able to go as fast or slow as he wanted. He tried both, deciding after a bit that he definitely liked the slow pace better, enjoying the feel of her cervix slipping on and off the tip of his dick with every thrust as the minutes rolled by.
It was the strangest, most delightfully erotic sensation he’d ever experienced. He gradually came closer and closer to his second climax, spurred by the ever-present awareness that he was fucking his daughter’s womb, the place where her own cubs might one day grow. His arousal peaked at the thought of his baby girl bearing cubs of her own, and he felt his dick swell once again. Pressing his hips firmly against her, he began to cum a second time, squirting over and over straight into her uterus, adding to the pool of semen he’d already deposited within her. Strangely enough, he thought he felt her twitch slightly in his grasp, felt her passage tighten slightly around him, though it might have just been his imagination.
When his orgasm had finally come to an end, he slowly pulled out of her, letting go of her hips. He smiled as she stayed in that position, ass up, face and chest planted on the bed. Curious, he lifted her tail out of the way, inspecting her tiny pussy. It gaped slightly, wet around the edges, and was slowly tightening even as he watched. His dick twitched slightly at the sight; she had a beautiful pussy, just like her mom. He was almost tempted to fuck her one more time, but the shower shut off even as he thought of it, and he let her tail fall, covering her once again.
Sighing, he took her hips and rolled her over, laying her on her back. He lay down next to her and gently rubbed the bridge of her nose, waiting for her to regain consciousness. Julia had dried off and just stepped out of the bathroom when their daughter’s eyes finally flickered open.
“Feeling better, princess?” he asked quietly.
Elizabeth yawned, showing a mouthful of tiny, sharp teeth. After a moment she nodded, humming an affirmative. “Mmm-hmm. That was really, really good. I think I fell asleep though. And my tummy feels weird.”
“That you did, princess.” Julia said, straightening her nightgown and sitting down next to her daughter. “However, you need a shower now.”
Elizabeth quickly sat up, spreading her legs a bit and running one finger pad down her slit. “I just took one before Father got home, and I’m not messy, I think,” she said, glancing at her finger before bending further to look at herself in a show of flexibility few other species could match. She looked over at her Father, confused. “You squirted in me; I felt it. So where’d it go?”
“In here,” he said with a smile, poking her belly button. “Past your cervix, up inside your uterus. It’ll probably leak out over time. Just wear a pair of panties and take a shower before bed.”
“Okay. Oh, can I do sexy stuff with Lexi before bed?” Elizabeth asked. She didn’t really feel any kind of need to mate anymore, but it was fun to do anyway, and making Lexi happy made her happy too.
Both Julia and Terrence looked at each other for a moment. Terrence felt that as a father he should mind, but telling her ‘no’ felt petty and irrational, considering they’d already had sex multiple times. He shrugged. “You can’t have vaginal sex with Alex, because we don’t have any condoms in the house and you might get pregnant without them. If Alex has some, then I suppose that it’s okay too. Other than that, I don’t care. Julia?”
Julia shrugged too. “I don’t mind.”
“Okay then, princess, as long as you practice safe sex, you can do sexy stuff with Alex,” Terrence said, sitting upright. “I’m going to take a quick shower and then I’ll join you all in the living room. Don’t forget to put on some panties so you don’t leak all over the place.”
“Okay!” the little stoat said, giving both Mother and Father a kiss before snagging her own nightgown as she hopped off the bed. She quickly pulled the garment on and darted over to the door, pulling it open and closing it behind her as she hurried upstairs to her own bedroom to retrieve some panties.
Julia stood up as Terrence did, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. “Welcome home, Terry. I missed you.”
The older ferret returned the kiss. “I missed you too, Angel. Since Elizabeth’s taken care of and she’ll be upstairs with Alex all night, perhaps we can have some fun of our own?”
Julia smiled. “I think I’d like that, Stud. Though I do have a confession to make first,” she said, her face going serious for a moment.
Terrence raised an eyebrow, looking down at his wife. “Oh?”
“While you were gone, I... um... I played with some of those toys I got,” she said, glancing over at the pair of dildos lying on the bed.
“Really?” he asked, surprised. “I suppose it’s hard to be envious of a chunk of plastic, and yet I am.”
“Don’t be,” Julia replied, smirking. “They’re terrible when it comes to romance. You’re by far and away the better lover.”
“Oh. Well, I guess that’s reassuring. Though perhaps having one or two of them join us now and again might spice things up, hmm? I know you’ve tried the canine... perhaps you might have a companion of a new breed to join us tonight?” he said, gesturing at the equine dildo. “I must admit, I’m curious to see just how much of him you could handle,” he said with a smirk.
Julia swallowed nervously, staring at the faux horse cock. Just what had she gotten herself into?
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