WARNING: This story contains sexually explicit material involving adolescent children, post traumatic stress as the result of rape, and incest. This story also contains mild violence and profanity. If such content is illegal to view in your area or you are not of legal age to view such content, return to the previous web page or close your browser now.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Masala Chai
by IndigoNeko and TaintedThylacine
Chapter 8
Monday, February 15th, 2016
“I don’t want to talk to you right now,” Alex said, repeating the phrase Mom had suggested yet again while sitting down next to the hybrid and pulling out hir sketchpad and pencils. It was a useful phrase; it was short, polite, and usually shut people up real quick. It was also absolutely true, in this case.
Being cheated on had hurt. Worse, it made hir angry... at Azalea, at Heath, and at hirself. The tigress couldn’t trust hirself not to snap at Azalea, especially if she brought up what had happened. Alex didn’t want to hear her excuses; Azalea could easily have pushed Heath away in that photo booth. Azalea obviously had feelings for Heath and vice versa. And history too. Now that shi was thinking about it, it was sort of inevitable that Azalea would fall for him, once he made a move. It was just bad luck that he’d done so while they were dating.
While going through the still-life drawing exercise that Mrs. Stanton had set up for their class assignment, Alex let hir mind wander. Did Heath even know that Azalea was trans? It certainly hadn’t seemed that way at the arcade, when he’d asked if shi and Azalea could have cubs, before saying they should stick to their own species. If he didn’t know Azalea was trans, he was going to dump her the minute he found out, since he clearly thought having cubs was important and he certainly wasn’t going to get any children from Azalea.
If he did know, then he was just a racist, manipulative piece of shit looking for a piece of ass to stick his dick in. Either way, Azalea was getting the short end of the stick. Either she was going to get dumped again, or she was going to wind up dating or married to an asshole who would jerk her around to get what he wanted. Some cruel, vindictive part of hir was gloating that Azalea would get screwed over in the end, punished for being a cheating bitch. The rest of hir felt sick for feeling that way, almost enough to want to puke. Heath was the one who deserved to be punished, not Azalea; she’d already been screwed over badly enough, being born in the wrong body.
After the bell rang, Alex stood up and started shoving hir drawing pad and colored pencils into hir backpack, glancing over at the field mouse with green hair in the corner of the room. Shi’d caught the field mouse staring at hir and Azalea a few times, usually the latter, but it seemed like Willow had spent the entire period glaring at hir, and it was sort of creeping hir out.
The tigress looked back down at hir backpack and zipped it up, then walked out of the art room, not saying anything to Azalea or anyone else for that matter. After making a quick stop at hir locker to make sure shi had all the books shi’d need for homework, shi continued outside to catch the bus back to Winter Creek.
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Two hours later, Alex faced hir father across the gym mat in their garage, both of them dressed in karate outfits and wearing thick pads and helmets. Shi didn’t care that he was almost two feet taller and over twice as big; right now the young tigress was angry and wanted nothing more than to beat the crap out of something. Unlike Mom, Dad wouldn’t trip or throw hir if shi did something stupid.
“Hajime,” Raenne called out, watching from one side of the mat.
Alex darted forward, feinting with a front-kick. David reached down to grab hir foot just as Raenne constantly told him to do, rather than blocking, only to get kicked in the side of the head as Alex used hir momentum to deliver a stunning roundhouse. He dropped hir to the floor and shi quickly kicked at his legs. As he needlessly bounced backwards, shi rolled away, getting back to hir feet.
David followed, stepping close to hir and throwing a side kick, only to grunt as his daughter ducked and landed a punishing jab to the inside of his thigh. He barely got his hands between them as shi threw two punches at his stomach. Sometimes fighting a small opponent was harder than a big one, he quickly realized, at least when you weren’t trying to simply crush them.
David jerked his knee forward, hitting his daughter in the chest and knocking hir back, then double-stepped back to the center of the mat, wincing as his thigh let him know it was definitely bruised. He watched as Alex zig-zagged across the mat towards him, then jumped at the last second, spinning around and throwing a hook kick at him. He definitely wasn’t expecting hir to get that kind of height, or use a hook kick, and barely managed to get his arm up in time to block.
His daughter barely hit the ground before twisting in place and throwing a reverse kick straight at his balls. Also not something he’d been expecting, and it hit hard enough that he was pretty sure he was gonna be out for the count, despite the cup he was wearing. David stepped back fighting back nausea as his wife yelled “Yame!”
“Dangit, David! You need to stop treating Alex like shi’s made of glass. Shi can take a punch or two,” Raenne said, stopping her rant as her husband collapsed to his knees on the mat. “Well, I guess I don’t need a henderson tool after all,” she muttered as he fell over on his side, then turned to her daughter. “Excellent. Did you have a plan for what to do if he hadn’t grabbed your leg for the front kick, and counterattacked?”
Alex looked up at hir mother and blinked. “Uhhh...”
“I thought not. If someone blocks that, they can punch you in the chest, so always keep your hands up. Now, why the hell did you kick your dad full-force in the balls? You know he won’t be able to keep sparring after that, even wearing a cup.”
Alex frowned, looking at hir father who was still crumpled on the mat. A look of shock ran across hir face as shi realized what shi had done. “Oh, shoot. I am so sorry, Dad.”
David groaned. Whatever he was trying to say was completely unintelligible.
“You weren’t even thinking about sparring, were you? I bet you were thinking of that kid from the arcade, Heath or whatever his name was.” Raenne said, glaring at her daughter. The look of embarrassment and contrition on Alex’s face was proof enough that she’d been right.
The older tigress sighed. “Alex, karate is dangerous. You can accidentally kill people with it. Never, ever use your full force, except in self-defense. You just used it in anger against your father. We’re done for today.”
Alex had the good grace to bow, saying “O yurushi kudesai, sensei.” Shi bowed again as shi stepped off the mat, realizing just how badly shi had fucked up.
Raenne tilted her head to one side, watching as her daughter walked stiffly across the garage and up the stairs to the main floor. The tigress was bemused at the fact that Alex had used the correct apology in Japanese for both the situation and the setting. She didn’t even know that Alex knew that particular apology, and wondered where shi had learned it. After a moment she knelt next to her husband, helping him upright, hoping he wouldn’t puke after getting kicked in the balls. She had enough puke to clean up as it was.
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Tuesday, February 16th, 2016
A black Nissan SUV slowly pulled into a freshly painted parking spot, and a moment later both Raenne and Alex stepped out of the vehicle, shutting the doors as they stepped out onto the recently poured asphalt of the small angled parking lot that ran alongside the road. The sun was still barely visible above the mountains to the west, but it wouldn’t be for much longer.
The two tigers checked to make sure there was no oncoming traffic before crossing the street to the matching angled parking lot on the other side, then up a half-flight of stairs. The six-foot wide stone staircase led to a flagstone courtyard in front of where the dojo was going to be built. A low-grade ramp for wheelchair accessibility occupied another ten feet next to the stairs.
Alex stopped and ran hir hand over the brushed aluminum pipes that made up the handrails to either side of the ramp, brushing the thin layer of ice off them. Then shi looked out over the huge flagstone courtyard that had been laid out in a semi-random rectangular pattern. It was about half the size of a basketball court. The waist-high walls that ran around the outside edge of the courtyard were surprisingly even and flat, despite being constructed of random chunks of stone, and were topped with the same flagstones as the courtyard.
“See the walls? We had some experts fly out from Japan to build them. It’s called anouzumi,” Raenne explained. “It’ll last for centuries, same as the rest of the courtyard. It’s all sourced from the quarry about twenty miles from here.”
Alex meandered around the dormant trees that had been planted every six feet along the edge of the courtyard inside the walls. The trees were only a few feet taller than shi was. “Are those the pink flower trees, like in anime and stuff?”
“Yes. Kwanzan cherry trees. They’re native to Japan,” Raenne answered before turning and walking over to the cement pad on the far side of the courtyard from the stairs. The right side of the foundation had a forty by thirty-foot long pit, nine-feet deep. The left of the foundation was piled with massive logs, wooden beams, stacks of 2-by-4s, steel I-beams, sheets of plywood, and crates of clay roofing tiles.
“Here’s where the Dojo’s going to be built. Two levels plus a basement. The upper level will be an open atrium, but smaller than the main level. The basement’s going to have two bathrooms, a locker room, storage room, utility room, a lounge with a kitchen, and a private room for us.”
The younger tiger followed hir mother across the courtyard over to the cement slab, looking down into the pit, then peering past the far side of the concrete pad where a backhoe and a pair of crane trucks loomed.
“Don’t get too close. You could accidentally break something falling that far, and there’s pipes and stuff coming out of the cement floor,” Raenne warned.
“I won’t, Mom,” Alex said, glancing down into the basement area. “This isn’t very far from home, is it?”
“No, not too far. If you go straight north through the woods from home, the road over there is the first one you’ll run across. The dojo here is exactly three miles from that point. About a one hour walk, or a half-hour run,” Raenne explained.
“Huh. Was that all you wanted to show me?” the younger tigress asked, yawning.
“Yep, that’s it,” the older tigress said, turning and striding across the flagstone courtyard again. “I just wanted to show you before it snows. There’s a blizzard coming through on Thursday.”
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Wednesday, February 17th, 2016
“Is it alright if I leave Alex here alone? I’ve got some shopping to do before that storm rolls in tomorrow,” David said from the doorway, watching as his daughter Alex walked into the psychiatrist’s office.
Dr. Everett waved his paw. “Totally fine. That’s what most of my patient’s parents do,” the portly skunk replied. The moment that the larger tiger left the clinic lobby, he stepped back into his office and closed the door, quickly walking over to the computer chair in front of his desk and taking a seat. He snagged his pen and the small book full of notes he’d taken during interviews with the Andreyev child. A post-it note on the cover read ‘Anger Management’.
“So, last week we finished talking about the ethics and legality of your grandparents actions, and got to talk with your mother about her side of the story from when she was a child,” the skunk said as he pulled open the notebook. “I must say, your mother is a very interesting person. I’m glad I had the opportunity to talk with her.”
Alex looked up from hir feet as shi finished taking hir shoes off, then swung hir feet up, laying down on the small couch and staring up at the ceiling, just now noticing that the ceiling tiles had been painted in a strange swirling pattern using two slightly different shades of near-white paint.
“Yeah, I thought she was just a karate teacher until last year, when I found out she was an Army Ranger and used to fight terrorists and rescue hostages and stuff like that,” Alex replied, staring at the ceiling. Shi grinned. “It was kinda cool to find out my mom’s a superhero.”
“Tell me a bit about Karate. I’ve never done it, so I don’t know anything about it. She said she’s teaching you, right?”
“Eh, before she started teaching me I kinda thought that karate was all just standing around practicing punches and kicks, since that’s what the kids in her classes did whenever I was there,” Alex said. “But it’s different for me; she got me started with kumite early on. That’s the Japanese word for sparring. So I’m learning how to use karate in a real fight better than most kids.”
“You fought off the horse who tried to rape you,” Dr. DeLeon pointed out. “Which I doubt many kids your age could do. Clearly learning karate has been beneficial.”
Alex visibly winced at the memory of tearing Henry’s eye out and blood spattering the inside of the SUV. That wasn’t something shi wanted to remember.
The skunk leaned forward, spotting the child’s shudder. “Alex, you did the right thing, fighting him off.”
“I know,” the young tigress said. “I just... I don’t like thinking about it.”
“That’s understandable. I wouldn’t either. So, let’s talk about something else instead,” the skunk suggested. “How is school going? What about your friends?”
Alex rolled to hir side, facing away from the skunk. Shi didn’t particularly want to talk about what was going on at school. Having to sit with Azalea in art and theater classes at the end of the day made hir want to scream or cry, shi wasn’t sure which.
“It’s obvious there’s something going on at school that’s stressing you out, probably with one of your friends. I know you probably don’t want to talk about it, but... I’m willing to listen if you do. It might help you sort your feelings out,” the skunk said gently, leaning back.
Alex blinked. He did have a good point; Shi was still in turmoil over Azalea cheating on hir. The young tigress rolled onto hir back. He was going to ask hir about all the details anyway, so shi might as well lay it out quickly. “I started dating Azalea just after Christmas. We went to the arcade after having a sleepover at her house this past weekend. Another jerboa she knew, named Heath, was there, along with a tiger from school, named Ravi. We got split up and Heath took Azalea to the photo booth while I was playing video games with Ravi.”
Alex clenched hir paws in anger, stopping when shi felt hir claws dig into hir palm-pads. “They were kissing in the photo booth. Like, seriously? We had sex like twice the night before and again that morning. I have Azalea’s cum dripping down my leg and she’s in the photo booth tongue wrestling with someone else? And I have to sit next to that bitch in class now.”
Everett blinked as the story went from PG to NC-17 in like three sentences. Now he had a lot of questions, the least of which was how to address the anger problems that hir mother had called to warn him of. “Hold that thought,” he said, rapidly writing what the young tigress had said in his notebook, wishing he’d been recording the conversation. Then he flipped to the front of the notebook, double-checking Alex’s age. Ten years old.
The skunk quickly spun around and hit the record button on the office’s audio recording system, then spun back around using the notebook to cover the swelling in his pants while looking up at the child on his couch, shifting slightly as he adjusted his seat. “Are your parents aware that you’re having sex, or is this something I should keep confidential?”
The tigress glanced over at him with one eyebrow raised. “Of course they... Oh. They must not have told you about Lizzy.”
“No.” Dr. DeLeon shook his head. “Who is Lizzy?”
The tigress grinned wickedly and sat up, leaning back against the sofa. Shi couldn’t wait to see the strait-laced shrink’s expression when shi told him about this. “So, Lizzy’s my best friend. She’s a stoat-ferret hybrid, and she’s got some heritage traits that are crazy. Because she’s part ferret, if she stays in heat she’ll develop estrogen toxicity and become anemic and eventually die. Because she’s part stoat, she goes into seasonal estrus from spring until fall... and that started a few days after she was born.”
Alex watched as the doctor’s eyebrows slowly crept upwards, waiting to see his expression as she dropped the bombshell on him. “Unfortunately, the jill jab won’t work on her; the only way to get her out of estrus is by becoming pregnant or by tricking her body into thinking she’s gotten pregnant for a day or so by being inseminated. So her dad’s been mating with her daily whenever she’s in heat to keep her from dying since she was one month old.”
The tigress had to fight back giggles at the poor skunk’s shocked expression. He clearly hadn’t expected that at all, and shifted around uncomfortably on his chair; probably ‘cause he’d popped a boner. That was okay; Dad was a pedophile also. “Aaanyway, last spring break, Lizzy slipped up and mentioned something about it to me, then freaked out cause she thought I’d tell someone and they’d take her dad to jail. I’d been hiding the fact that I was a herm, pretending I was a girl, so I shared my secret as well to make her feel better. Oh man, when she found out I had a penis to play with...”
Dr. DeLeon’s jaw slowly dropped towards the floor as the tigress started recounting hir sexual escapades with Elizabeth back when shi had been only nine years old and what happened when their parents found out about it. This was going to be one hell of an interesting therapy session.
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Thursday, February 18th, 2016
Alex lay on the couch in front of the fireplace, staring at the falling snow through the glass wall that made up the front of the great-room. School had been cancelled due to ‘inclement weather’ and the power had gone out a half hour ago. The tigress sighed and glanced back down at hir Nintendo handheld before tossing it onto the coffee table. Shi didn’t really want to play video games right now. Instead shi snagged the thick blanket covering hir legs and pulled it up to hir neck, watching the falling snow. There wasn’t enough of a snowpack to go snowboarding yet, but there might be later this afternoon or tomorrow. The tigress’s ears swivelled like a miniature turret as shi heard the hallway floorboards creak, followed by the clicking of toe-claws on the wooden floor. “Hey Dad,” shi said, recognizing his footsteps.
“Hey, Love,” David said, walking over to where his daughter was laying on the couch. He reached down and patted her snow-white hair before walking around to the overstuffed chair that was his preferred lounging spot. “Raenne’s nursing right now,” he said, taking a seat and going silent for a few seconds. “So I, uh, figured now is probably a good time to talk privately. There’s, uh, something that happened to you, and I feel you should know about it, but... it’s pretty disturbing. You may wish I’d never told you, if I do tell you. So... like Morpheus, I’m offering you a choice. You can take the blue pill, and go back to pretending it never happened. Or you can take the red pill, and I’ll tell you what happened to you.”
The tigress on the sofa peered at hir dad, one eye slightly raised. “Is this about you raping me while I was sleeping?”
The question was valid and he should have expected it, but it still hit him like a punch to the gut. David leaned forward, hands between his knees, and hung his head. “I’m so sorry, Love. I’m a terrible person. I took advantage of you when you were at your most vulnerable, and I feel like shit for it. I don’t deserve to be a parent-”
“Dad, I already told you I forgive you,” Alex interrupted, slightly irritated. “You didn’t hurt me... and it was kind of hot. But you still should have asked me first.” Shi smirked. “Pervert.”
David felt sick to his stomach. He was a pervert. But hearing his own daughter call him that, even in jest... The truth hurt. And if his wife ever found out what he’d done, he’d be a dead pervert. Worse, he was afraid for Katherine and Nicholas when they started growing up. He didn’t want to hurt them, but he wasn’t sure if he could keep himself in check now that he’d tasted the forbidden fruit. For a moment he considered saving his wife the effort by borrowing one of his wife’s guns, going out into the woods, and killing himself... except that would be the worst thing he could do to Alex. No... he needed help. Therapy.
“So does whatever you wanted to tell me have to do with that? Or is this about something else?” Alex asked, trying to bring the topic back on track; Dad was easily distracted sometimes.
“Uh...” David frowned, suddenly realizing he’d spaced out. It took a second to think about how to phrase the answer. “It’s tangentially related, but not about that specifically. This happened before that. Probably while you were still in Philadelphia. I’ve already told your mother what I suspect happened.”
Alex blinked and frowned. “Okay. Tell me.”
David took a deep breath. “So, after I picked you up from the FBI field office in Denver, when we got home I put you in your bed. That night, I came up to check on you and you were sitting upright, totally catatonic. I guess I was hoping that me being there with you might help bring you around, so I climbed in bed with you. That was when I noticed you smelled... well, like sex. It was pretty obvious that you’d been raped. Multiple times, if I had to guess.”
The white tiger paused for a second while his daughter stared at him, hir lower jaw hanging slack. “I probably should have taken you to the police for a rape test swab, but I was furious and wasn’t thinking straight... I went and hosed you down in the shower and cleaned you off. The next day I took you to the hospital to get you checked for STDs. This was all while you were still catatonic, so I don’t know if you remember any of it.”
Alex shook hir head, feeling strangely numb. Shi wasn’t sure what to think of all this, but had a vague memory of being in a motel room after the shooting, with a large black and brown dog.
“Anyway... a few days later is when I had sex with you while you were sleeping. Again, I’m sorry. I should never have done that. But that was how I found out whoever raped you must have been... enormous. Probably a horse or something,” David said, obviously uncomfortable with the whole conversation. “They penetrated your cervix and you lost your IUD because of it. That’s why we went to the hospital the day after you started school again, when they gave you another Paragard implant.”
“I don’t remember going to the hospital, other than to visit mom,” Alex said, shaking hir head. Hir mouth was dry and it felt like pins and needles were running down hir arms and legs.
“You were a bit out of it that day. You had a blackout after we got home from the hospital,” David said. “But I thought you’d at least remember the hospital. Do... Do you happen to remember anything about what happened? Who raped you?” he asked, uncomfortably.
Alex shook hir head at first... then remembered the black and brown dog. He’d been naked... and big. For a moment shi froze then pulled hir legs up towards hir chest, staring at hir dad. He was right. Shi must have been raped. That explained why shi had been sore on the plane. “He was a dog. Black fur with a brown muzzle,” shi whispered, feeling nauseous.
The stricken look on his daughter’s face was heartbreaking. David quickly stepped over to the couch, kneeling next to it and pulling Alex against his chest. “Oh, baby... I’m so sorry. I’d hoped you wouldn’t remember it at all.”
“I don’t,” Alex replied, shaking hir head. “There’s just a vague memory of a motel and seeing him naked. But I was sore on the plane, when I talked to the snake lady.”
David let out a sigh of relief. That was probably for the best. He squeezed his daughter tightly, hoping that it was something shi would never remember. Alex was practically shivering in his arms.
It hadn’t bothered Alex when Dad had done it, but finding out that someone else, someone shi didn’t know, had sex with hir without hir knowing... It made hir feel violated. Like worms were crawling under hir skin and inside hir belly. But mom had gone through this too. She would know what to do. “Dad?” Alex asked, hir voice a bit unsteady.
“Yes, Love?” David asked, pulling back from the hug so he could see his daughter’s face.
“Can you get Mom?” the young tigress asked plaintively, trying to hold back tears.
“Of course, Love,” David said, leaning over to give his daughter a kiss on the forehead, then quickly stood and double-timed it towards the nursery.
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Several hours later, Raenne scooped the last bit of butter chicken out of the bowl and onto her plate next to a small pile of jasmine rice, then looked up and stared at her daughter. “You’re serious?”
Alex nodded. “Yeah.”
“The same day that you find out you were raped while catatonic,” Raenne said, setting the bowl back down. “You ask us if it’s okay to start having sex with us again?”
“Jesus, Mom. When you put it that way it sounds like Stockholm Syndrome or something,” Alex said, looking down at hir plate uncomfortably. “I just... I feel gross. Taking a shower didn’t help much.”
David raised an eyebrow. “How’d you learn about Stockholm Syndrome?” he asked.
“Dr. DeLeon explained it to me, when we were talking this week,” the young tigress muttered, looking up from hir plate.
Raenne sighed; she knew exactly how Alex felt right now, having gone through the same thing as a child. Maybe having sex with them would help her daughter feel ‘clean’ again. “Fine. I know you’re safe; David got you tested for STDs and got you a new IUD after he realized what happened. I’m safe; I got an IUD as well after the twins were born, so...” The older tigress used a spoon to take another bite from what was on her plate.
Alex looked up with a hopeful expression. “So that’s a yes?”
“Yes,” Raenne said after swallowing. “After you two clean up the kitchen.”
“Sweet,” Alex murmured with a smile. With the option of having sex with hir parents back on the table, that brought up another possibility: Dad liked having sex with hir while shi was sleeping, but they needed Mom’s permission. “Also... Um... I’d like it if Dad... uh... maybe... when I’m sleeping...”
Alex stopped as hir mom looked up at hir with an expression of horror. The young tigress quickly threw hir hands up as shi realized what Mom was thinking. “Wait! Mom, it’s not like that. I don’t want to be raped again or anything like that...” the young tigress paused for a moment, then inspiration struck and shi continued. “Azalea woke me up with a blowjob and it was amazing. I just like the idea of you two doing stuff with me while I’m sleeping-”
“Stop,” the older tigress interrupted, holding her hand up. “You don’t need to make up excuses; I already know why you want it; I was raped too and I know what you’re going through.” Raenne paused for a moment, considering the idea, then met her daughter’s gaze across the table. “Do you think it’ll help you move past the trauma of finding out...?”
Alex blinked. Shi hadn’t actually thought about the idea as a form of therapy to deal with having been raped; shi just liked the idea of Dad screwing hir silly while shi was sleeping, like he’d done back in January. It kind of made sense though. Maybe it would help. “Uhhh... yes?” shi said hesitantly.
As his wife looked over at him, David shrugged, trying to play innocent. He certainly wasn’t going to bring up the real reason Alex wanted him to have sex with hir while shi was sleeping; he didn’t want to die. “I don’t mind. It’s a little weird, but if it helps...”
“Okay then,” Raenne said, shrugging as she finished off what was on her plate, watching as her husband and daughter began clearing the table.
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After she finished checking on the twins, Ranne walked across the hallway into the bedroom, where her husband and daughter were currently stripping their clothes off. She shook hir head. “I still can’t believe you two. You’ll fuck at the drop of a hat.”
“Mom!” Alex exclaimed. Shi stopped to look up at hir mom while bent over, still in the process of taking off hir panties. “And you tell me to watch my language?”
“Ooops.” Raenne clapped a paw over her mouth. “Sorry. I’ll give you one freebie for that.”
David chuckled as his pants dropped to the floor, followed shortly by his boxers. “Both of you should watch your language,” he said. “We’ve got cubs now and they’ll start talking in a year or so. You don’t want their first words to include the f-word, do you?”
“Point,” Raenne conceded, walking into the bedroom and peeling off her flannel shirt and khakis. “But my own still stands.”
“You and Dad had sex on Sunday night, twice on Monday, again on Tuesday, and twice on Wednesday,” Alex countered, ticking the times off on her fingers. “I could hear it all the way up in my bedroom.”
Raenne’s jaw dropped open as she tried to think of a rebuttal. After a few moments, the older tigress frowned as well. “Fair... but most of that was your father.”
“Oh, no it wasn’t,” David said, sitting down on the bed. “You’re the one who was lying face down right where I’m sitting with your ass hiked half a foot in the air after I came back from checking on the twins... at least three times this week.”
Raenne glanced askance at him. “Really? Was it that many times? Hmm.” The older tigress huffed and finished unhooking her bra. After it fell to the ground she shrugged. “Okay, Fine. You win.”
Alex snorted and climbed onto the bed as well, waiting patiently while hir mother finished undressing, half hir penis already poking out of hir sheath as shi watched the older tigress. Apparently having kids again hadn’t done much to hir mom’s figure other than give her bigger boobs; Mom was hot. Shi was really looking forward to playing with Mom and Dad again on a regular basis, now that shi was no longer actively dating anyone. “Mom?” shi asked.
“Yes, Love?” Raenne asked, glancing up as her panties fell to the floor.
“You’re really pretty,” Alex said, flushing slightly.
A smile spread across Raenne’s muzzle. “Thank you, kiddo.”
“What, did you only just realize this?” David asked, poking his daughter. “I have to deal with the fact that she’s hot every night. You have no idea how many times I’ve watched her undress and suddenly have a hard on that I need to deal with. Do you see this?” the white tiger said, gesturing at his swelling dick with both hands. “Yeah. This is from both of you. Yes, your fault.”
“Mostly me, I bet,” Alex replied, smirking. “Pervert.”
“I’m a pervert?” David asked, reaching out and grabbing his daughter’s sides. “You’re the one asking to have sex with us,” he countered, tickling hir mercilessly.
Raenne snorted as Alex laughed and squirmed on the bed while hir dad tickled hir. The tigress climbed onto the bed as well and made a small pile of pillows to lean against, then lay down with her back against it. A moment later, Alex begged mercy, panting for breath. Raenne waited a few seconds before pulling her daughter over. “Okay, kiddo come here. I call dibs on you first, ‘cause you called me pretty.”
“What? Laaaame,” David said with a sigh. “What am I going to do about this?” he asked, gesturing at his fully erect dick.
“You can play single player for a bit, gamer boy,” Raenne said as Alex shifted around, getting to hir knees. “Come here, Love. I want a kiss.”
“What? Like, a sexy kiss?” Alex asked, confused.
“I don’t care. You haven’t given me a proper kiss since you got back from Lizzy’s. I was starting to think you don’t love me,” Raenne replied.
“I’m sorry, Mom,” Alex replied, frowning and growing serious. “I do love you. Just as much as Dad. And I love both of you more than anyone else in the whole world,” the young tigress said, wrapping hir arms around hir mom and squeezing her tightly. After a second shi pulled back and carefully leaned forward to press hir lips against hir moms for a few seconds, then pulled back. “May I give you a sexy kiss?”
Raenne smiled. “Yes, love.”
This time when Alex leaned forward shi tilted hir head to one side and parted hir lips as they met hir mother’s muzzle. Shi carefully stuck hir tongue out, running it against hir mother’s fangs for a moment before extending it further, where it met with Mom’s tongue. Shi slowly, carefully twined hir tongue with Mom’s while closing hir eyes, focusing on the sensation. The slippery muscles danced with each other, the soft bristles along the tops of their tongues making odd scraping noises where they met. One had to be careful and go slowly when kissing as a feline and even more so with another feline.
David snagged the jar of coconut oil off the nightstand and quickly lubed up his dick, then turned to watch as his daughter and wife french kissed each other. It was surprisingly erotic, and he found himself running his palm up and down his dick, masturbating as he watched.
After maybe a minute, Alex pulled back, hir barbed tongue snagging against hir mother’s for a moment before it snapped back into hir mouth. Shi panted for breath, hir erection throbbing against hir mother’s belly. “Wow. That was some advanced kissing, Mom.”
The older tigress smiled. “Good to know I’ve still got it. Want to get onto the main event? I’m practically dripping right now. You probably don’t even need lube.”
“May I?” Alex asked, always careful to ask first.
Raenne nodded. “You may, Love.”
As Alex scooted backwards a bit, Raenne relaxed back into the pillows. The younger tigress took hir erection in hand and ran the tip along the wet, dark skin of hir mother’s inherited feline vulva. It was surprisingly slippery. She was right; lube definitely wasn’t necessary. Alex pushed the tip of hir member into hir mom’s warm, wet flesh, sliding almost effortlessly into it. Shi didn’t even have to stop and thrust, just applying a bit of pressure and waiting as hir penis slowly slid inside.
It was only a few seconds before her daughter managed to hilt hirself all the way inside Raenne’s passage, the fur of hir sheath tickling the older tigress’s skin. “Mmm. God, you feel good, Alex. You’re just the right size.”
Alex blushed with embarrassment, then pulled back and started thrusting in and out of hir mother’s passage. It seemed easier than shi remembered. Shi was curious, but didn’t want to accidentally insult Mom at all. “Umm... I don’t want to be rude or anything, but... did giving birth make you a little... umm... looser? It feels different.”
As David gave a snort of amusement, Raenne sighed. “Actually... Remember when I had the checkup before the cubs were born and asked the lady about stretching myself?”
Alex frowned, then nodded. “Yeah.”
“Well, it worked,” Raenne said. “I just have to periodically leave one of the bigger ones inside me while I sleep, and it keeps me stretched enough that I can comfortably have sex... even with your dad and his monster dick.”
This time David couldn’t suppress a chuckle as he continued to masterbate, watching his wife and daughter have sex. Having a huge dick was a problem to be proud of.
“Oh, good,” Alex said, smiling. “It’s definitely easier to have sex. I think it feels kind of nice.” The tigress continued to rock hir hips back and forth, stroking hir penis in and out of hir mother’s passage. It was taking longer to reach orgasm, but that was the opposite of a problem. Shi looked down, noticing hir mom’s nipples standing up out of her fur. Both of them were leaking drops of milk. That reminded hir... “Mom? Could I try some of your milk?”
Raenne’s eyebrows shot up. That was unexpected. “Umm... I don’t see why not. Just don’t drink a lot of it; it’s supposed to be Nick and Kate’s meal.”
“Umm... Okay. Maybe after we finish,” Alex said, continuing to buck hir hips.
David was starting to feel a bit left out, sitting off to the side and masturbating. It was hot, watching his wife and kid fuck each other, but... “Would you two mind if I joined?
“I can give you a blowjob... if that’s okay with Mom,” Alex said, tilting hir head. Shi knew Mom didn’t really like to give Dad head. Shi liked it though... if his boy-juice didn’t taste too bad.
“Fine by me,” Raenne said, feeling her tummy starting to tighten slightly. Apparently her orgasm wasn’t too far off.
As Dad knelt next to them, Alex turned hir head and took hir father’s length between hir lips, careful not to scrape it with hir sharp teeth. Shi quickly wrapped the underside of hir tongue around it and then used hir lips to push hir tongue back and forth along his shaft. Shi couldn’t fit more than about half his length before it hit the back of hir throat and made hir want to gag, but that was apparently more than enough.
The young tigress continued to buck hir hips, hilting hirself in hir mom’s flower over and over, while simultaneously bobbing hir head to the side, pleasuring hir dad with hir tongue. Shi was starting to feel a tingle just above hir pubic bone.
After several seconds, Alex noticed that Dad was starting to leak a little... his pre-cum was way nastier than normal, like salty pool water rather than tap water. Shi frowned and pulled back, hir tongue unwrapping from his dick. “Blegh! Dad, what the heck? Your cum tastes terrible. So... salty.”
David frowned, embarrassed. “I... uh... Oh. Shoot. I guess I’ve been eating a lot of fast food for lunch, with fries and stuff. I’m sorry, Love. I’ll go back to salads and sandwiches.”
“It’s okay, just... don’t squirt in my mouth,” Alex said, opening hir mouth again and wrapping hir tongue around his dick once again before shi resumed bobbing hir head.
“So... where then? Face? Chest? Back?” David asked. He suddenly felt bad for being snarky; he should have been grateful shi was willing to continue at all. Then he smiled as shi rolled hir eyes at him, still running the smooth side or hir tongue along his shaft.
Alex continued to buck hir hips, trying not to orgasm before Mom did. Having to concentrate on Dad’s dick helped. Another thirty seconds passed before hir mom began twitching and moaned, her orgasm washing over her and causing her passage to clamp down along Alex’s dick. The added tightness was exactly what Alex needed to reach hir own climax, and bucked a few more times before hilting hirself in hir mom’s pulsing passage. Hir dick twitched for a moment and began squirting, quickly filling the tight space and leaking out from between their joined hips.
As both tigresses next to him moaned and began twitching in orgasm, David felt himself getting close. As his daughter began purring around his dick, the white tiger groaned, waiting for a few seconds as his orgasm became imminent before pulling his length out of hir mouth. As hir surprisingly long tongue unravelled from his cock, he aimed it at his daughter’s face.
Streamers of semen squirted from David’s dick, hitting his daughter on the forehead and nose. Shi closed hir eyes as he painted hir face white, spraying hir with thick strings of cum that ran across hir eyebrows and down hir eyelids, down hir nose and cheeks, across hir lips and finally down hir neck and chest.
“Dad! You got it in my mouth. Ugh. Gross,” Alex muttered, sticking hir tongue out in disgust at the stuff that had managed to get in hir mouth. Shi quickly started wiping hir eyes with hir paw-pads, then flipped them over to use the backs of hir hands. “I’m gonna have to take a shower now... I smell like a swimming pool or something,” shi complained. His cum smelled of salt and chlorine.
“Now you know why I don’t give him blowjobs,” Raenne said, nose wrinkling at the smell. “That was what he tasted like when we were dating.”
“Sorry, Love,” David said, panting. His dick throbbed at the sight of his daughter’s face practically covered in his cum. “I’ll make it up to you. Can I fix you a bowl of ice cream for when you get out of the shower?”
Alex looked up at hir dad after finally getting hir eyes cleaned up enough to open them, glaring at him. “Fine,” shi huffed. “Just stop eating salty junk food. I’m not letting you put your dick in my mouth again until you taste better.”
David blushed with embarrassment again, sitting back on his knees. He took one of the towels from the foot of the bed and handed them to his daughter to wipe hir face off. “Still up for anything else?”
Alex nodded while wiping hir face off with the towel, then used it to clean hir penis off as well. “Um... yeah. Sit back and I’ll ride you, Dad,” the young tigress said, turning and tossing the towel across the room into the hamper. “Can you hand me the lube?”
The white tiger snagged the jar of coconut oil off the nightstand once again, making sure the lid wasn’t too loose and then tossed it to his daughter before laying down. Alex caught it and quickly flipped the lid off, taking a small scoop of it and stuffing it between hir legs just behind hir balls. Then scraped out another small glob before screwing the lid back on and tossing the jar to hir father.
Alex crawled across the bed as hir father set the jar of coconut oil back on the nightstand and wrapped hir hand around his penis. Shi quickly spread the white gel up and down the top half of his length, which rapidly melted with their body heat. Shi knew better than to let him try stuffing his huge dick inside hir without lube.
With everything ready, Alex turned to face away from hir dad and swung hir right leg across his hips, then carefully reached behind hir balls to take hold of his shaft, aiming it between hir legs and making sure his tip was aimed at his flower before sitting back on it.
“You don’t want to try anal again?” David asked, smirking. He knew his daughter wouldn’t even consider it unless she’d used an enema and taken a shower afterwards.
“Ugh. Dad... Gross,” Alex muttered again. “Not unless I’m clean back there, Mister ‘I want shit on my dick’.”
The white tiger faked a sigh of depression. “Oh well. Can’t have everything I guess.” Then he groaned as his daughter sat back on his dick, slowly sinking onto his dick. “God you feel good, Love. So tight.”
“Of course I’m tight; I haven’t had your dick in me for months and Azalea’s barely as big as I am,” Alex muttered as shi hit the widest part of hir father’s penis, stopping for a moment to let hir passage stretch around him before shi began gently rocking hir hips. Shi was glad shi’d used as much lube as shi had; it made things much easier.
Raenne finished dabbing at the mess between her legs with one of the other towels and rolled over to face her daughter. “So what was that like, mating with a rodent? I’ve heard they have pretty big dicks for their size, and really big balls.”
“Uhh... Azzy definitely has big nuts, but her penis was about the same size as mine. Straight shaft and a rounded tip. She could only go once before needing a break, though,” Alex said with a sigh as shi continued to bounce hir hips further down hir dad’s length. “So we finish the first round and she’s already falling asleep, while I’m sitting there dripping with her cum and wanting to go again like three more times.”
“If you ever wind up dating someone else who can’t go multiple times, make sure you’ve got a vibrator handy. Or convince them to give you some oral satisfaction before and after the main event,” Raenne suggested. “I’ll go ahead and get you a vibrator just in case. Also, speaking of oral... want me to give your boy-parts some attention?”
“Thanks Mom... and yeah, that would be great. Let me just...” Alex paused and scooted back, sitting on hir dad’s stomach and laying back against his chest.
David helped, holding hir around the waist as shi got into a more comfortable position leaning back against him, then began rocking his hips against hir rather than the other way around. He actually preferred being the one in charge... though his daughter did too, so they often switched a few times during sex.
As David began to slowly piston in and out of their daughter’s pussy, Raenne climbed between their legs. After running her fingertips over Alex’s pussy to gather some of the excess lube, she wrapped her hand around their daughter’s penis and began stroking it. After a few moments Alex’s pointed tip began leaking, which helped. After about thirty seconds, the entire pointed tip of her daughter’s dick was shiny with pre-ejaculate, and the tigress leaned forward to lick a bit of it off, curious if it still tasted faintly of spices like it had last year.
If anything, it was even stronger, and wasn’t as salty. Kind of like a semi-sweet watered down chai tea. Raenne blinked, wondering how it was possible that her husband and daughter had such wildly different tastes. Obviously diet made a difference; it was pretty well known that you should avoid salty food and drinking pineapple juices helped, but... it was absolutely wild that her daughter’s semen tasted like chai, complete with notes of ginger, cardamom, and cinnamon. Normally she’d never have even remotely considered it, but... she was going to try drinking it when Alex ejaculated. “Let me know when you’re going to cum, kiddo.”
“Sure, Mom,” Alex said, relaxing back against hir father’s chest while he pumped in and out of hir pussy. As much as shi preferred being in control, it was sometimes nice to just relax and let someone else do all the work. “Not so deep, Dad, or I’ll be sore in the morning,” shi muttered over hir shoulder.
“Sorry, Love,” David said, going a little slower. He’d subconsciously picked up the pace since he was getting close again. His balls were starting to tingle. “I’m getting close.”
“Maybe this will help,” Raenne said, wrapping her other hand around the lower half of her husband’s shaft that wouldn’t fit in their daughter. She started squeezing it every time he bucked up into their daughter, her thumb bumping against Alex’s vulva. It was odd having a different dick in each hand.
David groaned. “Oh God, that feels wonderful, Love. Sometimes it sucks having a huge dick. Just a few more moments...”
Raenne smirked. “Sucks for you? Hah! It sucks for me. I can’t take more than half your dick. Damned heritage traits,” she muttered.
The white tiger moaned one last time as his wife continued to grip the bottom half of his dick while he thrust into their daughter’s pussy. “I’m coming,” he gasped, making one last thrust and holding himself deep in Alex’s flower while his penis twitched and began rhythmically throbbing while he filled her with semen.
“By the Horned God... Me too,” Alex muttered as her hips began to quiver and her flower started to quench as her father’s warm cum filled her insides. Hir dick twitched twice and hir balls drew up before shi started ejaculating as well.
Forewarned, Raenne leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the tapered tip of their daughter’s penis as shi came. Alex’s warm, white fluid coated the older tigress’s mouth within the first two squirts, and continued to fill her mouth with even more. It tasted almost exactly like warm, watered down Oregon Chai, but with a sticky, gummy texture. Other than the texture, it was actually pretty tasty. Eyebrows raised in surprise, the tigress swallowed a bit of it before drawing back. Her daughter continued to leak ejaculate and she held her paw under the tip to catch it, getting another tablespoon or so worth.
The older tigress swallowed a few more times to clear her mouth. “David. This is crazy. You’ve gotta try it. Hir cum tastes exactly like Oregon Chai tea. No joke. I can’t believe it,” she said, leaning over them and holding her paw out towards her husband.
David jerked his head to the side. “Ugh! Raenne! No, I’m not drinking anyone’s cum.”
“Oh come on,” Raenne said, disappointed. “You tried it before, and you agreed it tasted like spices. It’s just the right flavor this time. I think it’s ‘cause I made those batches of cinnamon gingerdoodles along with that smoked ginger and clove chicken earlier this week.”
“No,” the white tiger said firmly, getting a sigh from the older tigress.
“I’ll try it, Mom,” Alex said, leaning forward sticking hir tongue out. As hir mom held out hir paw the young tigress took a few laps of it. Shi frowned. “Huh. Actually you’re right. It’s pretty close to Oregon chai.” Shi smiled. “I tasted good.”
“You liked those cinnamon gingerdoodles, right?” Raenne asked, getting a nod from her daughter. “I’ll just keep making them, then,” she said with a smirk. “Lemme know any time you want a blowjob, kiddo.”
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“Trust me on this, Alex,” David said, shaking a small pink pill from the bottle of Benadryl. “It’s way louder down here than it is up in your bedroom. There’s no way you’ll sleep through the twins’ cries.”
“He’s right,” Raenne said from across the hallway in the bedroom. “They’ll wake the dead, and they’re just going to get louder over the next couple of months. If you want to sleep down here with us, you’ll need it, and you’ve already been complaining about not getting enough sleep.”
Alex frowned, then reached out and accepted the pill from hir dad. “Okay,” shi said, waiting as he filled a small glass with water from the bathroom sink. Shi cautiously accepted it and put the pink pill in hir mouth, then swallowed it along with several gulps of water.
“That should kick in within a half hour or so and let you sleep at least ten hours,” David said, taking the glass back and dumping the last bit of water into the sink before setting it on the counter. “It’s not recommended for regular use, though... it’s got some nasty side effects, like making you feel drowsy the next day or even making you hyper instead of sleepy. If tomorrow was a school day, this would be a no-go.” The white tiger explained, hanging his bathrobe on a hook in the bathroom before he followed his daughter across the hallway to the master bedroom.
Raenne was already laying in bed, wearing a bathrobe and flipping through a martial arts supply catalogue. Alex padded over to the foot of the bed and peeled off the oversized t-shirt shi was wearing as a nightie, quickly folding it and setting it on the foot of the bed. The naked young tigress crawled up onto it and towards the pillows at the head of the bed.
David shucked his boxers and picked them up with a toe-claw, transferring them to a hand before tossing them across the room into the hamper. The white tiger pulled back the sheets, waiting for his daughter to climb under them before he did the same, then reached over to flip the nightstand lamp off.
The older tigress sitting atop the covers set the magazine down, then reached over and turned off the lamp on her side as well. “I’ve got to stay up for the twins’ next meal. Your dad will feed them in the morning while I sleep.”
“I know, Mom,” Alex said, fluffing the pillow under hir head. Mom and Dad had split their schedules to take care of Nick and Kate without losing too much sleep. Alex had no idea how Mom and Dad managed to sleep when it was their time to do so; the twins were louder than nails on a chalkboard.
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Friday, February 19th, 2016
David sighed as he closed the nursery door, having put the twins back in their crib after feeding them and changing their diapers. Honestly they were remarkably quiet, except when they were hungry or separated from each other. But those two exceptions... yeesh. The white tiger padded back across the hallway to the bedroom, checking on his wife and daughter. Both were still sleeping soundly, though he had no idea how. Actually, he knew exactly why Alex was still sleeping. Benadryl was one hell of a drug. The earplugs that he and his wife used were almost as good.
That reminded him... He had Raenne’s blessings now to have sex with Alex while shi slept. This might be one of the few times he’d be able to do so and have hir sleep through it. He felt his length stiffen at the idea and quickly shucked his bathrobe, dropping it to the floor.
The naked tiger padded across the room, careful not to bump into anything; there was easily enough light to see by, at least for a feline, though it wouldn’t be full dawn for another half hour. He turned down the covers again and carefully climbed into bed. Alex was sleeping on hir side, smack in the middle of the bed, facing away from him.
Hoping that shi was still completely zonked out, David pulled against hir shoulder until shi rolled onto hir back. God she was a beautiful young tigress, he thought to himself, especially with hir hair dyed white and hir breasts just starting to fill out. They were just past that awkward puffy-nipple stage and starting to turn into real breasts, albeit nearly flat ones... the kind he liked most. He felt his dick swell further, starting to poke out of his sheath into the chilly morning air.
David’s gaze continued down his daughter’s athletic figure. Even while sleeping and through hir dense winter coat, shi still had visible abs. At least hir ribs weren’t showing anymore. Damn, he wished Alex would stay as shi was now forever. Shi was cute, sexy, smart, sultry, sarcastic... the list went on. As much as he wished he could take a few videos or pictures of hir, he knew how easy it was to get in trouble for possessing cub porn. People slipped up all the time and got caught.
Sighing, he carefully slid his daughter a bit further towards his side of the bed so as not to accidentally wake his wife; she needed her sleep. Surprisingly, neither of them gave any indication of waking, though in Alex’s case that was understandable. Once he’d gotten his daughter into position, he quickly grabbed the jar of coconut oil from the nightstand and popped the lid, scraping some out and slathering it on his semi-hard dick before setting the makeshift lube back on the nightstand. A moment later he was crawling down the bed between his daughter’s legs.
Feeling a bit more confident since shi hadn’t so much as batted an eye, David simply spread hir legs and knelt between them, pulling hir hips up to meet his. His dick was already growing hard at the idea of having sex with his daughter once again, while his wife slept only a few feet away, no less. This time he took the expedient route of simply holding Alex by hir hips and stuffing his dick under hir balls, knowing from experience where the entrance to hir vagina was. The tapered tip of his dick slid down between hir vulva and into hir passage with ease.
Once he was a few inches in, he used one hand to lift hir balls out of the way, just to double-check. Satisfied he wasn’t accidentally using the wrong hole, David gripped hir hips again and pulled hir towards him while rocking his hips. Shi wasn’t too tight and was still more than adequately lubed from their activities after dinner, and it didn’t take him long to hit the back of hir passage once again.
The white tiger continued to thrust into his daughter’s passage for a few minutes, watching hir face for any signs of waking. Other than hir penis swelling, shi was completely dead to the world. Frowning, he wondered if shi would sleep through having hir cervix penetrated again. It had felt absolutely amazing being able to hilt himself in hir, and the conversation he’d had with the gynecologist over a month ago had more or less convinced him that whatever damage could be done was already done. After having taken a foot-long horse dick (or dog dick, if what Alex remembered was right), his nine inches wouldn’t cause any further harm.
Praying that Alex would continue to sleep through it, David shifted his tip around, searching for the dimple at the back of hir vagina. He wasn’t exactly used to ‘feeling’ for things with his dick, and the tapered tip didn’t exactly give him a lot of area to search with. It took a minute before he finally found what he thought was the right spot; it felt more rigid and didn’t have the same flex as the rest of hir insides. There was also a dip in the center that his tip wanted to slide into. Hoping he wasn’t going to hurt hir with this, he pressed his hips forward, maintaining steady pressure like the guide that he’d read online said to do.
After a few seconds, he felt a definite sensation of movement, like it was giving way. Then his tip slid forward through it. Just a bit, but it was definitely noticeable. Alex let out a gasp as hir eyes shot open, blinking furiously while looking around. David froze, looked down at hir. After a second he realized his daughter’s dick was twitching... throbbing, really, and leaking cum. Not quite a full ejaculation, but it was definitely semen. He raised an eyebrow, wondering what the hell had triggered that. There was nothing... Ohhh. It was possible that his daughter had the same pain-as-pleasure response that his wife did. Only Alex had a monthly cycle instead of being an induced ovulator like Raenne.
“Morning, Love,” David murmured, a smile spreading across his muzzle.
Alex gasped for air, eyes suddenly focusing on him. “Dad?”
“Yes, Love,” he replied, trying to keep his voice down. “You okay?”
Alex visibly relaxed, blinking for a second. “I dunno. It hurts, but... It’s good,” shi whispered.
Yep, shi definitely had the same pain/pleasure response as his wife, David thought to himself. “Good. Hold on, Love,” he said, holding hir hips tightly and pulling them towards him.
Alex’s eyes rolled upwards and shi moaned as David continued to press his length further into hir. He smiled as his daughter’s penis throbbed, dribbling cum without actually ejaculating. The last inch of his dick suddenly slipped the rest of the way in, his hips bumping hirs. Alex’s entire body immediately started twitching and hir insides clamped down around him in orgasm. Hir balls twitched as shi began painting hir chest with ribbon after ribbon of milky white cum, more than he’d ever seen hir produce before, while hir cervix and pussy continued to clench around his length over and over.
After a solid ten seconds of watching his daughter jerk and dance in orgasm while coating hir chest with more cum than he’d have believed shi could produce, shi eventually ran out of semen... though hir climax clearly hadn’t ended. David held himself still, engrossed in the novel sensation of his entire dick being buried all the way to the sheath in a warm, wet, pulsing pussy. The whole situation was so bizarre, not to mention arousing, that the white tiger couldn’t help himself. His own dick spasmed and throbbed as his orgasm hit and began ejaculating thick strings of warm cum over and over, deep in his daughter’s womb. He groaned, tail and dick twitching at the same time.
His daughter’s vagina continued to squeeze his shaft long after his own orgasm came to an end, the ring of hir cervix clamping tightly around his dick. It was an incredible and unusual feeling. As it finally came to an end as well after probably half a minute, his daughter went completely limp, eyes closed. As hir chest slowly rose and fell, it became obvious that shi had immediately fallen back asleep.
David smirked at a job well done and reached a finger out and dabbed it in the cooling puddle of his daughter’s cum on hir chest, curious if it still tasted like spices as Raenne claimed. It did. Actually it wasn’t bad; better than his own, that was for damn sure. He ran his finger through it again for a second taste.
As the white tiger looked back down, he jerked with surprise as he realized that his wife was awake and watching them with a slight smirk. He flushed with embarrassment at getting caught licking his daughter’s cum off his finger, after vociferously protesting against tasting it earlier.
“Holy shit. You did something right that time,” Raenne said, gesturing at their comatose daughter. “Taste good?” she asked, the smirk on her muzzle growing wider.
“Actually... yes,” David admitted quietly.
“Told you,” the tigress said with a wicked grin. “It’s better straight from the tap. You should try it sometime.”
“Hmm... maybe I will,” David murmured. “Sorry Love, I was trying not to wake you,” he apologized, then leaned over to give his wife a kiss.
Raenne purred, returning the kiss. “S’okay. Love you,” she said, then rolled onto hir side, facing away from them, still rumbling faintly.
“Love you too,” the white tiger murmured. He sat there, waiting for the post-climax sensitivity to fade, then began to rock his hips again, going for a second round.
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Snow crunched underfoot as Alex trudged uphill through the woods, trying to ignore the dull ache in hir belly, heading east towards the service road that led up to that crotchety old badger’s house and the aspen grove with the abandoned cabin. Occasionally clumps of powdery snow fell from the trees around hir, disturbed by the noise shi was making. One of them hit hir helmet before sliding down the back of hir coat. Shi growled and stopped to shake it out so it wouldn’t melt and get hir fur wet.
Two minutes later, the young tigress reached the edge of the service road. Shi smiled to hirself; it was exactly as shi had hoped, covered with over a foot of pristine powder. Hir own private ski run. The only thing missing was a lift. Shi turned to the right and continued following the service road uphill towards Mr. Dowdy’s house. Ten minutes later, shi came to a stop as shi reached the end of the service road. The only sign the old badgers home was occupied was the plume of smoke coming out the chimney. The scent of pine smoke tickled hir nose.
Alex planted hir snowboard in the snow, looking over at the house. On a whim, shi walked over to it and up the stairs, then knocked on the door, then took off hir helmet and goggles and waited for a bit. Eventually the door opened, revealing an old honey badger in a bathrobe and fuzzy slippers. He glared at hir. “You again! What do ye want? One o’ ye didn’t fall down a hole again, did ye? Damn fool cubs,” he grumbled with an Irish accent.
The young tigress shook hir head. “No, sir. I just wanted to make sure you were alright, with the snow storm and all. Do you need anything?”
Aengus Dowdy squinted down at the tiger cub, then glanced at the service road. Other than the footsteps leading to his stoop, the solid foot of snow covering the service road was completely undisturbed for as far as he could see. There wasn’t a snowmobile or any other kind of vehicle, and he lived a good two miles outside of town. The child must have literally hiked all the way from town to check on him. He wasn’t quite sure what to think about that. “No, lass. I... I don’t need anything. But thank ye for checking on me,” the old honey badger said, trying to be polite. It was the least she deserved after hiking two miles to check on an old man. “Do ye want to come inside, warm up?”
Alex shook hir head. “No, sir. I’m fine. Have a good day,” shi said, waving and turning and stepping back down the stoop.
“Ye as well, lass,” Aengus said, closing his door. He stepped to one side and watched from his window as the girl stuck a helmet on her head and trudged back across the snow. She picked up a snowboard that he hadn’t seen and strapped her feet into it, then did a few awkward hops to build momentum before picking up speed, disappearing from view. He frowned, still unsure what to think about the fact that the young tigress had hiked at least two miles through the snow to his house to check on him.
Alex couldn’t help but grin as shi picked up speed, heading down the service road. Shi hadn’t realized how much shi had missed snowboarding. As the wind began to whistle past hir ears, shi lifted twisted hir feet, turning to the left until the board was perpendicular to hir path and then reversing the angle until shi was facing the opposite direction, riding switch. Not that anyone would ever be able to tell shi was riding switch; shi rode duck stance.
Shi pulled a switch another two times as shi headed down the service road, a broad smile spreading across hir muzzle. Shi did a few wide carving S-turns and then tried rapidly switching, practically spinning like an upside-down helicopter as shi raced down the snow-covered service road.
Wondering if shi had the strength to do it, and if the powder itself was dense enough to jump on and get any kind of air, shi did a few standing jumps, then tried a mid-air switch. After pulling a shockingly easy one-eighty, shi tried again, almost getting a full three-sixty. After recovering from the near fall, shi tried again, leaning back to get a good ollie, jumping as high as shi could. This time, shi managed the full three-sixty, and it was easy.
Grinning with pride, shi did the ollie three-sixty again, over and over. After pulling ten consecutive three-sixties, shi straightened back out until hir head stopped spinning, then did it again in reverse. Whooping with excitement, shi continued to race down the service road. Trees flew past in a blur.
Wanting to see just how fast shi could go, shi bent hir knees, staying as low as shi could and held hir arms out for stability. Tail whipping in the wind, the young tigress practically flew down the steep service road, going well over the posted speed limit as shi raced downhill, heading back towards Winter Creek.
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Saturday, February 20th, 2016
“I hope shi’s home,” Azalea muttered. A shaky, small paw came up and knocked against the door. After what had happened at the arcade, coming back to Alex’s place like this felt weird, but she knew that it needed to be done.
Perhaps twenty seconds later, the door opened, revealing a tall, muscular white tiger dressed in black slacks and a matching turtle-neck. If he’d been wearing a shoulder-holster, he could have been mistaken for a professional hitman.
“Um, Mr. David… Can I speak to Alex? Is shi home?” Azalea asked, looking up at the tiger. “It’s kinda important,” the half-squirrel added quietly.
David wasn’t particularly interested in letting Azalea hurt Alex again; it had been three days before Alex had gotten past the sullen anger over what had happened last weekend. He glared down at Azalea. “Couldn’t you have talked to hir at school?” he asked, then shook his head. “Nevermind, I know you didn’t have school the last two days. I’ll go ask if shi is willing to talk,” he said, closing the door perhaps a tad harder than he should have. As he walked upstairs to get his daughter, he felt slightly guilty about leaving the child shivering in the cold.
The jerboa-squirrel hybrid’s ears folded back so far they looked fused to her skull. She had been anxious, just wanting to make things right again, but after the look David had given her, she was scared. More than anything, she wanted to turn tail and leave. If not for Heath’s presence, she would have.
Azalea wasn’t sure if Alex would even come to the door, much less if Alex would accept her apology. As she stood there, shivering, this entire idea began to seem like more and more of a fool’s errand. Letting out a sigh, she muttered “I’m sorry,” and turned away from the door, heading towards the stairs that led down to the driveway.
The door opened before Azalea could walk more than a few feet. Alex stood in the doorway, wearing hir black skirt and hoodie, face devoid of any kind of expression. “Azalea? What are you doing here?”
Azalea’s ears perked up at the sound of the tigress calling her name. She stopped and spun back around, only for her ears to drop as she heard the rest of the question. Her tail followed suit, hitting the porch deck with a soft thump. “I... Can we talk? Maybe over ice cream or something?” the half-squirrel asked, looking at the tigress. “I’m… I just really want to make things right. I’ll pay.”
Alex peered at her ex-girlfriend, watching as the half-jerboa fidgeted with her paws, noticing they were completely devoid of paint. The tigress stared at the rodent for a few seconds before looking down at the ground and sighing. “Fine. If you want to talk, we can talk. Come on in.”
“I know that you hate me and all, and I know I deserve it. But, I’m not the only one that wanted to talk….” Azalea said, glancing over her shoulder at the stairs leading up to the porch as a jerboa boy walked up them.
“I’m sorry that we had to come to your house like this, but we didn’t think you’d let us get two words in if we approached you at school,” Heath said as he reached the porch deck. “I know you hate me and I know that I deserve it too. I know I did this the wrong way and majorly fucked up.” The jerboa took a deep breath. “You have every right to be mad at both of us, but I was the one that caused all of it. I’m the one that earned your anger. At least forgive Azalea.”
Alex grit hir teeth when she saw Heath walk onto the porch, fighting the temptation to kick him in the dick. Shi looked back towards Azalea. “I don’t hate you, Azzy. Actually, I still like you. But Heath was right, we’re not meant for each other as mates,” Alex said tersely.
The tigress turned to the jerboa. “As for you… Yes, I hate you. You’re an intolerant, racist, manipulative liar who’s willing to destroy two people’s relationship to try to get into someone’s pants. You lied about my reaction to Ravi, you lied about not getting between us, you lied about caring for her like a sister, you lied about what you were doing in the photo booth, and you lied to try and cover it up,” Alex said, reciting the litany of Health’s misdeeds that hir therapist had pointed out, ticking the list of lies off on hir fingers.
“Yes, I know that I’m all of those things. I know that I lied, I know that I did was wrong, and I know that I fucked up,” Heath admitted. “You two were far better friends than I could hope to be with her; she won’t have me as a friend now. As for the racist thing… I was brought up in a home where you could be friends with anyone, but you only dated and mated within your species.” He paused, taking another breath.
“When I saw you two together, all the feelings I’ve had for her since elementary school just welled up and I was... envious.” Looking down at his feet, Heath kept going. “So I’m here, apologizing, trying to make myself a better person. Maybe one day I can be good enough for someone like Azalea.” He looked up at Alex. “So... I deserve everything that you throw at me.” He spread his arms and closed his eyes. “I’m sorry.”
Alex snorted; it was obvious Heath was just trying to get back into Azalea’s good graces, and eventually into her pants. The tigress desperately wanted to plant a kick between the boy’s legs, but Mom and Dad had drilled hir over and over this past week just how important it was to never, ever use force against someone for anything other than self-defense. “If you want to be a better person, you can start by not lying to people. Including yourself, about your reason for being here.”
“I’m telling the truth about why I’m here,” Heath protested, opening his eyes and lowering his arms. “I came here with Azzy to say that I’m sorry for all that I did, and that I’m going to do everything to be better. Please, just give me a chance to show you that I can be something other than a lying, racist, girlfriend-stealing little shit.”
The tigress stared at him for a moment. “Okay. Fine. If you want to be a better person, I’ll give you a chance. But I won’t forgive you, and I’ll never forget,” Alex said. Shi wanted to say more, but was afraid shi’d lose hir temper. The incident at the arcade had taught hir a valuable lesson on self-control. Shi had spent most of the walk home trembling with the realization of how close shi had come to killing him. Shi owed Ravi for saving both their lives, ‘cause if shi had killed Heath, shi could have wound up in juvenile detention or worse.
“That’s all that I wanted,” Heath said, smiling. “I’ll show you that I can change, and that I am.” He lifted his paw, holding it out to the tigress. “To new beginnings?”
Alex peered at him for a second, then reached out and took the boy’s paw, holding it for a second. As much as shi hated him, a small portion of hir was actually kind of glad that he’d done what he had. Ever since hir visit to the Philadelphia Zoo with hir grandparents, shi had been worried about the scarcity of hir species. Heath may have been an asshole, but there was at least one very good reason for ‘dating and mating within your species’ as he put it. And now, Alex knew there was at least one tiger, here in town no less, that was hir own age... and shi owed Ravi, big time. “To new beginnings,” Alex said.
“Thank you,” Heath said, smiling and nodding to the tigress. “It means a lot that you’re giving me another chance. Well, I will leave you two to talk and such.” They let go of each other’s paws and the jerboa turned to leave.
“Alex, I’m sorry too,” Azalea spoke up, taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry for letting him kiss me while we were dating.” The hybrid looked up at the tigress, her ears still folded back, tail laying flat in the snow dusting the porch.
Alex watched the jerboa walk away, then glanced back at Azalea. “I accept your apology. We can’t go back to being lovers, though.”
“I kinda thought as much,” Azalea said, looking back down at the ground. “I can understand why. I’m not worthy of someone as amazing as you. I just want to be friends again, like when we first met.” She sniffled, using a paw to wipe her eyes.
“Damnit, Azzy! I didn’t break up with you cause you’re not worthy of me,” Alex yelled, angry that Azalea would even think something like that. “I broke up with you because you cheated on me, and that hurt, right here,” shi continued more quietly, tapping a fist against hir heart. “When you’re in a relationship with someone, you don’t do stuff with other people. It’s like saying they don’t matter to you,” Alex said, blinking back tears. “By kissing Heath, you were saying I don’t matter to you.”
“Well, you do matter to me,” Azalea said, tears spilling down her muzzle as she realized how badly she’d hurt the tigress. “I’m sorry for hurting you.”
“You matter to me, too, Azzy. You’re the best friend I’ve got that’s not a thousand miles-”
The moment Alex said she was hir best friend, Azalea threw her arms around the tigress and held on for dear life, shaking as she started sobbing. “You’re one of my best friends too. I thought that I would go crazy without having you to talk to. School sucked so bad, sitting next to you and knowing I couldn’t talk to you,” she said, her voice muffled by the tigress that she clung to.
After a few moments, Alex returned the hug. Shi knew shi had been mean, giving Azalea the silent treatment when shi had known the hybrid was sorry and wanted to apologize to hir. But it had hurt, badly, when shi had seen those pictures of Heath kissing Azalea. It had reopened the same gaping wounds in hir heart that Elizabeth had torn open, so many months ago. Hopefully Azalea would realize now just how much it hurt someone to cheat on them and never do it again. As much as shi wished Heath would learn that, shi doubted it.
Tears welled in the tigress’ eyes as Azalea shook in hir arms. It felt like something eased inside Alex’s chest, and shi realized how much shi had been hurting hirself by shutting Azalea out of hir life. The calculated, deliberate cruelty of the silent treatment had hurt hir almost as much as it had hurt the squirrel in hir arms.
“Alex... I think your parents hate me now,” Azalea said, pulling back to look up to the tigress.
Alex swallowed the lump that was forming in hir throat, and blinked a few times. After a few moments shi shook hir head. “They just don’t want me to get hurt again. That’s all.”
“Well, they don’t have to worry about me doing that again,” Azalea said, hugging the tigress tightly again, before pulling back to wipe her eyes. “Ummm... my paws and tail are cold.”
“I figured they were. That’s why I said you could come in to talk,” Alex said with a small smile. “Let’s go inside, bushy butt.”
“I would like that.” The hybrid’s tail perked up causing a little flurry of snow to come with it. “Can we have some hot cocoa and ice cream?” she asked, smiling for the first time in a week.
“Yes, bushy butt,” Alex said, stepping back for a moment. Shi quickly turned and pushed the side door open, stepping inside and pulling Azalea with hir. The tigress stepped to the side and slapped a button next to the fireplace, then quickly walked across the room to the thermostat and punched the temperature up another five degrees. The HVAC down in the garage rumbled to life.
As Azalea closed the door and took off her boots, Alex jogged over to the kitchen, grabbed a pair of mugs and filled them with tap water before putting them in the microwave. The sound of clinking silverware and the scrape of tin against granite followed as Alex pulled out the hot cocoa.
Azalea walked over and sat at one of the stools next to the kitchen island, watching as Alex started measuring out hot cocoa, a dash of cinnamon, and a pinch of nutmeg into a small dish, then pulled a container of heavy cream out of the refrigerator as the microwave dinged.
“I’m sorry for refusing to talk to you, Azzy. I knew you wanted to apologize, but... I was angry, and hurting, and I wanted to hurt you back... and I still want to hurt Heath. You have no idea how much I want to kick him in the balls,” Alex said as shi pulled the mugs out of the microwave. Shi turned around and set them on the kitchen island and started adding hir special cocoa blend and a dash of heavy cream. “Anyway, It was petty and mean of me, and I apologize. I was actually trying to work up the courage to call you and apologize when you knocked on the door.”
Azalea sat in silence for a moment before nodding her head.
Alex finished fixing the hot cocoa and pushed one mug across the island. “Come on, let’s go cuddle in front of the fireplace while you warm up. Then we can go upstairs and play video games or something. I got a copy of Tekken 6 to practice on so that I might stand a chance against Ravi, if I ever meet him again.”
“You’re gonna have to put a heck of a lot of time into that if you want to stand a chance against him. He beat the pants off me, and I have literally every top score on Tekken 7 in the arcade. He’s a wizard,” Azalea said, picking up her mug of hot cocoa and following Alex across the room to the coffee table in front of the fireplace.
Alex set hir hot cocoa down on the coffee table and grabbed the blankets off the couch, loveseat, and lounge chair. Shi quickly tossed one onto the floor in front of the fireplace, then put one around Azalea’s shoulders before tossing the last one over hir own and sitting down. “There. Sit down and warm up. And tell me how you know Heath. Do you know Ravi?”
Azalea carefully folded her legs and sat down on the blanket next to the tigress as she started to regain feeling in her hands, wrapped around the mug of hot cocoa. Flames flickered in the fireplace. “So, Heath and I were in the same classroom at Johnathan Adams Elementary School...”
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Alex tossed the second Xbox controller over to Azalea as shi walked over to the sofa and sat down next to the squirrel-hybrid. After a moment of fumbling through the game’s menu system, shi started up local versus mode and started scrolling through the characters to select. “So, what character should I start with?”
“Jin Kazama. He uses karate. I figure since you’re learning that, it’s a good first pick,” Azalea said while scrolling down to the bottom and picking a literal feral bear character.
“Wait, how did you know I’m learning karate?” Alex asked, turning to look at Azalea with a raised eyebrow.
“I saw the karate uniform hanging in your closet, a long time ago. Black with a white belt,” Azalea replied, smirking. “The logo on the lapel is appropriate.”
“Logo? What... Oh, the Shotokan tiger.” Alex snorted. “Yeah, I was a white belt months and months ago. I’m up to orange belt now,” shi said, turning back to the screen and selecting the Honshu Wolf character that Azalea had recommended. “And I’m starting to learn bo staff.”
“Oh, so you’re learning the way of the scratching post?” Azalea asked, smirking as Alex started scrolling through the list of stages.
“I’ll use you as a scratching post,” Alex threatened, choosing the Mystical Forest stage.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” Azalea said as the stage loaded and the two characters appeared, doing their signature intro moves.
After the game announced ‘Round One’, Alex pressed a few buttons watching as her character did a few punches and kicks.
“Why don’t you start by pausing the game a moment and checking out the combo list,” Azalea suggested.
The tigress did exactly that. Hir muzzle hung open as shi continued to scroll down, realizing just how many combos there were. “Seriously?!” shi asked, incredulously. “There’s gotta be a hundred combos here.”
“That’s why you find one character you like and stick with it,” Azalea replied.
Alex sighed. “This is gonna take forever.”
Two hours later, Raenne knocked on the side of the guest bedroom door frame. “Hey girls. Is Azalea staying for dinner?”
Azalea looked up at the older tigress, then turned to the younger one. “Can I?”
Alex met Azalea’s gaze, confused. “Of course you can. Don’t you want to?”
The half-squirrel’s eyes started watering and she set her controller down. “I do,” she said, sniffling and leaning over to wrap Alex in a hug. “Thank you.”
The tigress looked up at hir mom. “Can Azalea spend the night, too?”
Raenne narrowed her eyes. “That’s... up to you.”
“We may not be dating anymore, but we’re still friends,” Alex said, defensively.
“Ooo-kay.” The older tigress shrugged and turned to head back downstairs.
“I told you... your parents hate me now,” Azalea whispered.
“Don’t worry, I’ll talk to them,” Alex said, setting down hir controller to hug Azalea in return. “You only let someone kiss you, and he pressured you into it. Heath’s the one they should be hating. I’ll explain everything to them. You just stay here.” Alex squeezed Azalea tightly and then hopped up from the sofa, heading out the door.",
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