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XP\n\nAnyway, heyo, watcherland! Here's the next story in Year of the Phoenix. Bondage and incest and pegging, oh my! Mind the tags because this one's KINKY.\n\nAnd as always, if we forgot any tags, feel free to suggest them below.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Holy crap I forgot to put a description. XP

Anyway, heyo, watcherland! Here's the next story in Year of the Phoenix. Bondage and incest and pegging, oh my! Mind the tags because this one's KINKY.

And as always, if we forgot any tags, feel free to suggest them below.", "writing": "OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: The following story contains MOTHER/DAUGHTER INCEST, SHOWER SEX, some KINKY BDSM STUFF including BONDAGE, CHASTITY PLAY, and PEGGING. If any of this offends you, DO NOT READ ON. By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended because YOU WERE WARNED. For those of you whom we haven't scared off… enjoy!\n\nAuthors' note: the following story is entirely fictional and should not be taken as an endorsement of them. Cub/adult sex is hot in fantasy but EXTREMELY BAD IN REALITY and if you can't tell the difference between reality and fiction, or think this fiction SHOULD be reality, please see the resources here: https://inkbunny.net/j/495797\n\n \nGetting home was a relief after the day Terry had. Some of her toughest cases were on Tuesdays, and she’d made breakthroughs with a couple of her cubs, but it always wore on her when her patients disclosed abuse. She’d had to stay an hour late to call in reports to the Department of Cubs and Families, and the fur she talked to was the rudest, most jaded DCF worker she had ever had the misfortune of talking to. Some days she wondered how long she could stay in this field. Was the good enough to outweigh the bad?\n\nThe vixen sighed as she guided her car up the driveway into the garage. She envied her husband’s job in the city, even if he was about to leave it for a semi-retirement. At least he didn’t have to drive to work every day. It was just one more stress on top of the others. They were within biking distance of the nearest Green Line station. Maybe she should consider going into private practice and looking for an office in the city…\n\nShe filed that thought in the back of her mind as she turned off the car. That was the best part of her commute: turning the damned thing off. Her car was starting to get old, and the engine was getting louder, but she really didn’t want to drop the money on a replacement. She and Dan weren’t hard up financially, but cars were such a pain. Her husband’s car was newer, and had far fewer miles on it.\n\nGet rid of her car and stick to just using Dan’s. She filed that next to her musings about private practice and climbed out of the car.\n\nWhen she got inside, she was greeted with the smell of fresh curry. “Mmm… smells delicious in here.”\n\n“Hi, honey!” Dan called. “Dinner’s just about ready.”\n\nAs she closed the door to the garage, her daughter burst out from the den and hugged her. “Mommy! You’re late!”\n\nTerry smiled and hugged the nude vixen. “Work kept me late. How was school?”\n\n“It was okay,” she said. “That Tyler cub’s still being a real jerk, though.”\n\nThe older vixen sighed. “Oh, Ellie… I’m sure if you just ignore him he’ll stop.”\n\n“But he doesn’t!” her daughter protested. “And he picks on Jamie even worse!”\n\n“That’s for Jamie and her dad to handle,” Terry said. “We can talk about some techniques to redirect if you want.”\n\nEllie pouted. “Maybe later…”\n\nStubborn girl. Just like Terry, really. The elder vixen patted her daughter’s head. “Offer’s there if you need it, princess. Where’s your brother?”\n\n“Still playing games,” Ellie said. “I was watching him. Sometimes it’s fun watching him play games, especially when he gets all silly and narrates them.”\n\nTerry giggled and kissed between Ellie’s ears. “Oh, you two… why don’t you go get him. Tell him dinner’s ready, we know that’ll get him up quick.”\n\n“Okay, Mommy!” Ellie said. She bounded back to the den, giggling wildly as she went.\n\nThe elder vixen took advantage of the distraction to slip into the kitchen and hug her husband from behind. She cursed the fact that she was still wearing clothes. Her husband was wearing just his apron as he cooked. “Hey, sexy,” she whispered.\n\nDan chuckled and leaned back into his wife as he gave his curry a stir. “Why hello, darling. How was work?”\n\n“Stressful,” Terry said. “I can tell you all about it during aftercare tonight, if my hubby’s up for being… all tied up.”\n\n“Oooooo,” Dan cooed. “That bad a day, huh? I had a decent enough day, so I’ll happily be my darling’s little fuck toy,” he whispered.\n\nThey shared a quick peck on the lips. “Good boy,” Terry whispered.\n\nAs she started shedding her clothes, her kits emerged from the basement.\n\n“Hi, Mom,” Robbie said. Her oldest was also naked, and didn’t even bat an eye as his mother stripped. He snuck in for a hug as she let her skirt and panties fall to her ankles, then took a seat at the table.\n\n“Hi, cupcake,” Terry said. She kissed her son between his ears. “How was school?”\n\n“It was okay,” Robbie said. “Though Chuck had some… weird questions for me yesterday. Hard to stop thinking about ‘em.”\n\nWell, that was new. Her son usually didn’t offer up information about his school day unless his friends did something exceptional. “What sort of questions?” she asked.\n\nRobbie shrugged. “Just like, if Dad ever hit me. I guess his bio dad used to hit him for wetting the bed.”\n\n“That’s awful!” Terry said. It did line up with the boy’s behavior, though. Some sort of abuse definitely had to be in his past. If it wasn’t a conflict of interest she’d want to treat the boy herself. Hopefully, if the pup was opening up to his friends, he’d open up to Dr. Snider.\n\n“Ouch. Breaks my heart for that poor boy,” Dan said.\n\n“Why would a daddy hit his cub just for wetting the bed?” Ellie asked.\n\nTerry sighed. “There are a lot of reasons. Maybe he didn’t want to be a parent in the first place. Maybe he had other things going on in his life making him angry. Maybe he was just bad with his anger and needed the excuse. But it’s no use speculating. I do hope that Chuck’s biological father doesn’t have access to him anymore.”\n\n“I dunno. I didn’t think to ask,” Robbie said. “He didn’t wanna talk about him, though.”\n\nThe elder vixen nodded. “If you can, could you ask for me?”\n\n“Uh, sure, Mom,” Robbie said.\n\n“Anything else happen at school?” she asked.\n\nHer son shrugged. “Not really. Classes. French is pretty cool.”\n\nTerry giggled and poked her son’s nose as she took her seat at the table. “It must be for you to mention it specifically.”\n\nRobbie rolled his eyes. “Martin’s still giving me crap for taking French instead of Spanish.”\n\n“You can learn whatever language you want, cupcake,” Terry said.\n\n“Can I learn Chinese?” Ellie asked.\n\n“When you get to middle school, sure,” Dan said. “They don’t offer it in elementary, unless we sent you private.”\n\n“But then I wouldn’t have my friends!” Ellie said.\n\n“Exactly,” Terry said. “But we can sign you up when it’s time.”\n\nTheir conversation continued on over dinner, with Ellie talking about her day, Robbie remaining mostly silent, and Dan talking about office politics and avoiding the subject of his work as much as possible. He seemed happier than he’d been in a long while. They had a nice safety net from his time as an executive, he had clients lined up for his bookkeeping expertise as a freelance consultant, and he was eager to enter his semi-retirement and pursue his passion projects. Oh how she wished she could do the same…\n \nTerry’s heartbeat picked up after dinner. She knew exactly what she wanted to do with her husband. Once she and Dan had cleaned up the kitchen, she dragged him up to their bedroom.\n\n“Oh, starting already?” Dan teased as she shut the door behind them.\n\n“I’ve got to get my little fuck toy in the right mood,” Terry replied. She went over to the toy drawer and pulled out the chastity cage. “Come here, sweetie.”\n\nHer husband walked over willingly, a grin plastered on his face. He was trained enough not to get hard as she lubed up his penis and slipped the ring over his penis. It was always a bit of a struggle getting his balls through, but she was well practiced. “How long will it be this time, dear?” he asked.\n\n“Oh, I think until the weekend,” Terry said as guided his penis into the cage. Once it was on, she added the lock and placed the key in her bedside table’s drawer. “Though if Keith gets to me first, I might leave you in a little longer…”\n\n“Oh my,” Dan said. He chuckled as he wiggled his hips. “Wonder if Keith might want a go with me, too.”\n\n“We can always ask, darling,” Terry replied. She got to her feet and gave her husband a quick peck on the lips. “It’s a little early yet. Why don’t you be a good boy and put on some underwear, and I’ll have my way with you once the cubs go to bed?”\n\nDan chuckled and rubbed noses with his wife. “Oh, you cheeky little thing. As you wish, Mistress.”\n\nA shiver ran up Terry’s spine. She loved it when her husband called her Mistress. It made her feel sexy and powerful. “You know the safe word if you need it, love.”\n\n“Of course,” he replied.\n\nThey shared another kiss once he had his cage hidden in his boxers. \n\nIt gave them both a thrill, knowing that he was locked up as they went about their usual evening routine. Terry perched herself in her favorite chair in the living room to finish typing up a report while her husband looked over the cubs’ homework with them. 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Not helping!” Robbie replied.\n\nThe elder vixen grinned as she stood up, walking past her husband and casually brushing against his groin with her hip and tail as she passed. “Sorry, cupcake. But maybe I can sneak in a shower with you if you’d like, Ellie.”\n\nHer daughter’s eyes lit up. “Can we, Mommy?”\n\nTerry giggled softly and took her daughter’s paw, then gave her husband a wink. “Of course, sweetie. Dan, dear, I hope you don’t mind.”\n\nHer husband chuckled. “Have fun, you two. I’ll just settle in to read a little while you get our girl ready for bed.”\n \nEllie cheered as she ran upstairs, pulling her mother along with her. The elder vixen laughed as her daughter excitedly ran into the master bathroom.\n\n“Now, if Mommy showers with you, do you promise to be a good girl and go right to bed afterwards?” Terry asked.\n\nThe younger vixen nodded. “Yes, Mommy!”\n\nSuch a good girl. Terry patted her head, then stepped into the shower, drawing her daughter along with her. 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Terry smiled and patted her daughter’s ears as the water warmed up. “Just like me when I was your age.”\n\nEllie beamed up at her mother and nuzzled her side, very close to the adult’s breast. “Did you shower with your Mommy, too?”\n\nTerry giggled and stroked her daughter’s cheek. “Occasionally…” She guided her daughter around into the water, watching as the water pressed her fur down against her skin. The shape of her… maybe a younger girl wasn’t a bad thing…\n\nThe younger vixen wiggled around as she soaked her fur. She leaned back into her mother. If Terry leaned just a little further, she could touch her breasts to the top of her daughter’s head…\n\nBefore she knew it, her paws were rubbing Ellie’s chest. She felt so soft, even if her breasts hadn’t started to develop yet. Without thinking, she sought out her daughter’s nipples, rubbing them in little circles.\n\n“Hee… that tickles,” Ellie said.\n\nThat drew the older vixen out of her trance. She smiled down at her daughter, then grabbed the shampoo. “Sorry, got a little carried away. Let’s start washing you up…”\n\nLathering shampoo into her daughter’s top half went relatively smoothly, other than a bit of extra attention to the girl’s nipples and tail base. Terry got down on one knee while she washed her daughter’s lower half. Being so close to her was definitely bringing up… feelings. It was hard to resist sneaking a finger between her daughter’s legs to rub her immature vulva.\n\n“Can I wash you when you’re done washing me?” Ellie asked.\n\nTerry smiled and rubbed noses with her daughter. “I’d like that, sweetie. But let’s get you rinsed first.”\n\nThe vixen beamed as she helped her daughter rinse the shampoo from her fur. Her paws got to roam every inch of the eight year old’s body. She even snuck in that little rub between Ellie’s legs, earning an extra giggle from the girl. So much for resisting temptation. A shiver ran down Terry’s spine. How long had it been since she’d tasted her daughter? Two months? Three?\n\nEllie smiled and spread her legs a little. “Hee… I feel all tickly b’tween my legs, Mommy.”\n\n“Oh do you now, princess?” Terry whispered. “Would you like some help with that?”\n\nHer daughter nodded. “Yes please!”\n\nShe eased her daughter back against the wall of the shower and lifted one of her legs. “May Mommy lick you, sweetie?” What was she doing?\n\nThe young vixen nodded. “Uh huh!” Her voice was music to Terry’s ears, so soft yet excited.\n\nTerry leaned forward, feeling the warm water washing over her back as she pressed a little kiss to her daughter’s clitoris. Her tongue darted out next, working over that little nub, earning a soft gasp and moan from her daughter.\n\n“Mmmm… that feels so good, Mommy… we should play like this more often!” Ellie said.\n\nThe elder vixen grinned up at her daughter. “We should…” Without any further hesitation, she buried her muzzle between Ellie’s legs, her tongue getting right to work licking her labia and clit.\n\nOne thing she could never get over was the taste of her daughter. Lightly sweet, lightly salty, not as slick as a more developed girl but with a curious, unique flavor all its own. How she adored licking her little girl.\n\nAs with every time before, Terry had to shut down her professional mind. All of her training was screaming that this was a bad idea, that she was hurting her daughter by doing this. Cycle of abuse, cycle of abuse…\n\nShe filed that thought in the circular as she let her tongue dip between her daughter’s labia. The flavor of her sweet little vixen’s pussy was addictive. Her nose ground against Ellie’s clit as the elder vixen’s tongue teased just a little into her daughter’s passage.\n\n“Oh Mommy,” Ellie moaned.\n\nLittle paws gripped Terry’s ears. She grinned as she brought her tongue back to bully her daughter’s clit. One paw helped keep Ellie’s leg up, giving the elder vixen easy access to her daughter’s privates, as her other snuck in to gently fingerfuck the girl’s puss. She couldn’t take much yet, but a little curl of the digit had the young vixen trembling with pleasure.\n\nEllie gasped, her back arching. Her whole body quivered in the familiar throes of orgasm. Terry grinned, licking right through her daughter’s climax until she heard the word “stop.” She let her daughter’s leg go then, her digit withdrawing from her vagina, and she drew her daughter in for a hug.\n\n“How’d that feel, sweetie?”\n\n“Goooood,” Ellie whispered. “Can I lick you, Mommy?”\n\nTerry bit her lip. “Another time, darling… it’s bedtime soon, after all!”\n\nHer daughter whined, but nodded. “Okay... Promise I can lick you sometime soon?”\n\n“I promise,” Terry replied. She gave her daughter a quick peck on the lips, then got back to her feet. In truth she would have loved to have her daughter lick her, but she really wanted to do that somewhere more comfortable. Like her bed. Maybe on her next day off, if Ellie wanted to, of course.\n\nWith that, she turned off the water. It didn’t take long to get their fur dry, and once they had accomplished that, Terry shooed Ellie off to brush her teeth and get ready for bed. Thankfully she didn’t need supervision for that, but the elder vixen made doubly sure that her kits were in bed before proceeding back to her bedroom.\n \nWith her kits safely tucked away in the bedrooms on the opposite side of the house… it meant Terry could finally have her way with her husband. And knowing him, just those couple of hours in his cage would get him all riled up.\n\nWhen she got to the bedroom, her husband was sitting up reading. He grinned when she walked in. \n\n“Why hello, darling,” he said.\n\nTerry beamed. “That’ll be ‘Mistress’ tonight, thank you very much.”\n\nDan blushed and grinned back. “Yes, Mistress…”\n\nThe vixen walked over and patted her husband’s head. “I’ll be back in a moment…”\n\nHer husband’s shiver as she disappeared into the walk-in closet was delicious. She slid the door shut behind her as she pulled down the box with her special sexy wear. Tonight felt like a stocking, garter, and corset night. She took her time dressing, enjoying every moment of getting dressed up for her husband. Her paws worked unhurriedly as she slipped into and secured her corset. It took some doing, but she was very glad she still fit into it. She’d been putting on a little weight - so had her husband, really - and she wasn’t enthused by the idea of needing to update her wardrobe.\n\nWhen she got to the stockings, she trembled with excitement. The smooth material felt heavenly against her fur. She worked them up slowly, being cautious of her claws as she always was. She had a few different pairs but the fewer she had to go through, the better.\n\nAt long last, she was ready. She took a moment to admire herself in the mirror. Damn, she looked sexy. Gods, how long had it been since she was last with another female? Years. With their freshly re-opened marriage, maybe she’d look into finding herself a girlfriend again. But that could come later. She filed that little thought away and returned the moment. She was sexy, she was powerful, and she was about to fuck the SHIT out of her husband.\n\nTerry licked her lips as she slid open the closet door and leaned against the frame. “Hey there, fuck toy…”\n\nHer husband drooled when he saw her. “Ooo la la,” he muttered. “Someone went through a lot of trouble…”\n\nThe vixen padded to the bed, her hips swaying. “Of course… do you still have those boxers on, slut?”\n\nHe threw the covers back, showing him in nothing but his cage. “No, Mistress.”\n\n“Mmmm… good boy.” She booped his nose, then leaned down and opened the toy drawer. “Now be a good fuck toy and roll onto your tummy for me. Ass up.”\n\nDan obeyed with a quick, “Yes, Mistress.” He was such a well-trained sub. She pulled out the handcuffs and eased herself up to the headboard.\n\n“Paws forward, my little fuck toy,” she whispered in his ear.\n\nHe brought his paws to the headboard, nice and close. Terry looped the cuffs around one of the bars of the headboard and cuffed him in.\n\n“How’s this? Too tight?” Terry whispered.\n\n“Just perfect,” Dan replied.\n\n“Good…” She gave his ass a slap, then went back into the drawer and pulled out her favorite dildo and the harness for her strap-on. “Hope your ass is ready.”\n\n“Always ready for you, Mistress,” Dan said.\n\nTerry beamed and climbed onto the bed behind her husband. She poured a generous amount of lube onto her silicone phallus, then prodded her husband’s tailhole with the tip. A shiver ran down her spine as she eased her hips forward, reveling in the pleasured groan from her husband as she impaled him on the strap-on.\n\nWhen she was all the way in, she grabbed his hips. “Such a good little fuck toy for Mistress… have to keep you ready for my boyfriend.”\n\nHer husband chuckled. “He’s my boyfriend too, you know…”\n\nShe grinned and slapped her husband’s ass, earning a surprised squeak from the male. “Just for that I’m going to talk to Keith about leaving you in that cage when he fucks you next…”\n\n“Oh gods,” Dan groaned. “S-so mean…”\n\nThe vixen leaned down over her husband and whispered in his ear, “Don’t pretend you don’t love it.”\n\nHe whined softly, but the shiver betrayed his true feelings. At the end of the day, Dan was a total bottom. It was one of the things she adored about him. He was at his sexiest when he was like this, tied up and ready for her to use however she pleased. Not that she was complaining, but it still took her by surprise when he proposed to her. Despite the happy throuple she had going with Keith, he had married her.\n\nHer paws squeezed his hips as she started to thrust into him, slow and gentle at first. It was much more fun to tease him than to start off at full blast. Dan’s soft, breathy moans were music to her ears, a perfect punctuation for each meeting of her hips and his ass.\n\n“S-such a tease,” Dan groaned.\n\nTerry nibbled her husband’s ear. “Well, I have to build up that anticipation…”\n\nShe reached down under him and fondled the cage keeping his penis at bay. He groaned.\n\nSatisfied by her tease, Terry pushed herself back up and gripped her husband’s hips. Without any warning, she gave him a few hard, fast thrusts before returning to her more leisurely pace. She grinned, soaking in the sound of her husband’s pleasured groans.\n\nThe vixen leaned in and nibbled her husband’s ear. “That’s my good little fuck toy,” she whispered.\n\n“Y-yes, Mistress,” Dan muttered. “All for you, Mistress.”\n\nA wave of pleasure ran up her spine. Her paws squeezed her husband’s hips as she started speeding her thrusts again. That power he gave her was… electrifying. She slipped her arms around him and hugged him tightly as she felt her orgasm washing over her. This was it. The release she desperately needed.\n \n“That’s my good little fuck toy,” Terry whispered as she gave a final thrust into her husband’s ass.\n\nA knock at the door snapped her right out of the scene. She looked over at the door. “Who is it?”\n\nHer son’s voice answered. “It’s me. C-can I ask you guys something?”\n\nTerry and Dan exchanged glances. It was quite the compromising position her husband was in. But they’d talked about being open about sex and sexuality with their cubs, even if this wasn’t quite what they had in mind when they’d made that agreement.\n\n“Pineapple,” Terry said. “Should we let him in now or give you a minute to retreat to the bathroom and clean up?”\n\n“Honey, I don’t think I could move right now if I wanted to,” Dan said. He sighed. “What happens, happens.”\n\nThe vixen nodded and turned to the door. “Come in, cupcake.”\n\nThe door opened, and in stepped their son, completely nude. He covered his eyes, blushing deeply at the sight before him.\n\n“What can we help you with, sweetie?” Terry asked, trying to act casual even though her strap-on was buried deep in her husband’s ass.\n\n“I-I was wondering… i-if I could… b-borrow a toy?” Robbie muttered.\n\nTerry giggled and eased her hips back, slowly withdrawing the strap-on from her husband’s rear. “Of course, cupcake! What sort of toy were you looking for?”\n\nRobbie peeked out through his fingers at his parents and covered his face again. “S-something I could use in my… umm… b-butt… n-nothing that big, though!”\n\nThe vixen laughed. “Oh, sweetie, you definitely aren’t ready for a toy like this.” She slipped out of bed and knelt down by the toy drawer to dig out one of the smaller toys. Her son walked up next to her, trying his best to look everywhere but at his parents. It was rather cute.\n\n“This one should be a good start for you,” Terry said as she pulled out a purple dildo. It was the smallest one they had, reserved as a trainer for their anal play.\n\n“I-I guess so,” Robbie said. He took the toy as his mother stood up. “Thanks, Mom.”\n\nTerry grinned and patted his head. “You’re welcome, cupcake. Lube’s on the bedside table. Don’t be skimpy now! And unless you want to wash your sheets, I suggest you put down a towel.” She winked.\n\nHe looked over at his father, seeming to take in the whole sight before him. “Is anal always this messy?”\n\n“Only if you’ve got a subby bottom cum factory like your dad,” Terry said.\n\n“Terryyyyyy,” Dan whined. “Don’t tell our son that!”\n\n“What? It’s true!” Terry said.\n\nHer husband glared at her.\n\n“Oh, don’t give me that look. I’m sure you taught him at least some of these words when you had your little bonding session with him, right?” Terry asked.\n\n“Well, yes, but a basic introduction to sex is a far cry from… this!” Dan protested. He squirmed. “Can you please uncuff me?”\n\nThe vixen’s tail whipped behind her, but she moved as quickly as she could to free her husband from the cuffs. She was thankful for the safety releases on them. The key had been lost long ago. When she looked up, her son was gone, as well as the bottle of lube on the bedside table.\n\nDan rolled carefully onto his back and stretched his arms. “Ugh… fuck. I think we’ll need to have a talk with Robbie tomorrow, make sure he isn’t scarred for life.”\n\nTerry laid next to her husband. Intellectually, she knew he was right. But it was still odd to think about. It didn’t compute with her. She would have adored it if her parents had been as lenient about sex as she and Dan were being with Robbie and Ellie. Hell, she envied Keith for his upbringing, even if everything she had studied in university told her that it was a traumatic upbringing that would have, as Dan noted, left deep psychological scars. But she and Keith were fine and perfectly normal, weren’t they?\n\n“I’ll leave that to you,” Terry said.\n\nHer husband turned his head to look at her. “Why not miss psychologist?”\n\nShe booped his nose. “Because our son has a closer connection to you. He’d take it better coming from his father.”\n\nIt pained her to admit that. She wanted all of her cubs to feel like they could trust both of them. Ellie certainly did. She adored both of her parents equally. But Robbie had always preferred his father. And of course, her third cub… didn’t even know Terry was her mother. A tear came to her eye as she thought of her final cub. So close, and yet so far away…\n\nDan sighed and looked up at the ceiling. “I suppose you’re right.” He reached over and slipped an arm under her shoulders. The fur to fur contact felt nice.\n\nThe vixen draped an arm over her husband. “Let me know when you’re ready to wash up. I’ll help you to the bathroom.”\n\nHe nodded and eased into Terry. “I think I need a few still.”\n\nShe nuzzled into her husband. It was funny how quickly she could deflate, or it would be if it wasn’t so frustrating. She was supposed to be the one administering aftercare, not the one receiving it. Without even really knowing why, she pressed her face into her husband’s chest and let a few tears roll free as a sob rocked her body.\n\n“You okay, love?” Dan whispered.\n\nTerry sighed. “I will be. I have to be. For you. For our cubs. For everyone.”\n\n“You know you can tell me anything,” Dan whispered.\n\n“I know,” Terry said. “I just… I don’t know what’s going through my head, myself.” Which wasn’t entirely true. But how was she supposed to tell Dan that she wished their son trusted her like he trusted him? And that she desperately wished that the father of her third would drop the act and just let her be a mom to her kit?\n\nHer husband gave her a gentle squeeze. “It’s okay, babe. I’m here.”\n\nThe vixen bit her lip. Why did she have to the one all tied up now?\n* * *", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: The following story contains MOTHER/DAUGHTER INCEST, SHOWER SEX, some KINKY BDSM STUFF including BONDAGE, CHASTITY PLAY, and PEGGING. If any of this offends you, DO NOT READ ON. By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended because YOU WERE WARNED. For those of you whom we haven't scared off… enjoy!

Authors' note: the following story is entirely fictional and should not be taken as an endorsement of them. Cub/adult sex is hot in fantasy but EXTREMELY BAD IN REALITY and if you can't tell the difference between reality and fiction, or think this fiction SHOULD be reality, please see the resources here: https://inkbunny.net/j/495797

 
Getting home was a relief after the day Terry had. Some of her toughest cases were on Tuesdays, and she’d made breakthroughs with a couple of her cubs, but it always wore on her when her patients disclosed abuse. She’d had to stay an hour late to call in reports to the Department of Cubs and Families, and the fur she talked to was the rudest, most jaded DCF worker she had ever had the misfortune of talking to. Some days she wondered how long she could stay in this field. Was the good enough to outweigh the bad?

The vixen sighed as she guided her car up the driveway into the garage. She envied her husband’s job in the city, even if he was about to leave it for a semi-retirement. At least he didn’t have to drive to work every day. It was just one more stress on top of the others. They were within biking distance of the nearest Green Line station. Maybe she should consider going into private practice and looking for an office in the city…

She filed that thought in the back of her mind as she turned off the car. That was the best part of her commute: turning the damned thing off. Her car was starting to get old, and the engine was getting louder, but she really didn’t want to drop the money on a replacement. She and Dan weren’t hard up financially, but cars were such a pain. Her husband’s car was newer, and had far fewer miles on it.

Get rid of her car and stick to just using Dan’s. She filed that next to her musings about private practice and climbed out of the car.

When she got inside, she was greeted with the smell of fresh curry. “Mmm… smells delicious in here.”

“Hi, honey!” Dan called. “Dinner’s just about ready.”

As she closed the door to the garage, her daughter burst out from the den and hugged her. “Mommy! You’re late!”

Terry smiled and hugged the nude vixen. “Work kept me late. How was school?”

“It was okay,” she said. “That Tyler cub’s still being a real jerk, though.”

The older vixen sighed. “Oh, Ellie… I’m sure if you just ignore him he’ll stop.”

“But he doesn’t!” her daughter protested. “And he picks on Jamie even worse!”

“That’s for Jamie and her dad to handle,” Terry said. “We can talk about some techniques to redirect if you want.”

Ellie pouted. “Maybe later…”

Stubborn girl. Just like Terry, really. The elder vixen patted her daughter’s head. “Offer’s there if you need it, princess. Where’s your brother?”

“Still playing games,” Ellie said. “I was watching him. Sometimes it’s fun watching him play games, especially when he gets all silly and narrates them.”

Terry giggled and kissed between Ellie’s ears. “Oh, you two… why don’t you go get him. Tell him dinner’s ready, we know that’ll get him up quick.”

“Okay, Mommy!” Ellie said. She bounded back to the den, giggling wildly as she went.

The elder vixen took advantage of the distraction to slip into the kitchen and hug her husband from behind. She cursed the fact that she was still wearing clothes. Her husband was wearing just his apron as he cooked. “Hey, sexy,” she whispered.

Dan chuckled and leaned back into his wife as he gave his curry a stir. “Why hello, darling. How was work?”

“Stressful,” Terry said. “I can tell you all about it during aftercare tonight, if my hubby’s up for being… all tied up.”

“Oooooo,” Dan cooed. “That bad a day, huh? I had a decent enough day, so I’ll happily be my darling’s little fuck toy,” he whispered.

They shared a quick peck on the lips. “Good boy,” Terry whispered.

As she started shedding her clothes, her kits emerged from the basement.

“Hi, Mom,” Robbie said. Her oldest was also naked, and didn’t even bat an eye as his mother stripped. He snuck in for a hug as she let her skirt and panties fall to her ankles, then took a seat at the table.

“Hi, cupcake,” Terry said. She kissed her son between his ears. “How was school?”

“It was okay,” Robbie said. “Though Chuck had some… weird questions for me yesterday. Hard to stop thinking about ‘em.”

Well, that was new. Her son usually didn’t offer up information about his school day unless his friends did something exceptional. “What sort of questions?” she asked.

Robbie shrugged. “Just like, if Dad ever hit me. I guess his bio dad used to hit him for wetting the bed.”

“That’s awful!” Terry said. It did line up with the boy’s behavior, though. Some sort of abuse definitely had to be in his past. If it wasn’t a conflict of interest she’d want to treat the boy herself. Hopefully, if the pup was opening up to his friends, he’d open up to Dr. Snider.

“Ouch. Breaks my heart for that poor boy,” Dan said.

“Why would a daddy hit his cub just for wetting the bed?” Ellie asked.

Terry sighed. “There are a lot of reasons. Maybe he didn’t want to be a parent in the first place. Maybe he had other things going on in his life making him angry. Maybe he was just bad with his anger and needed the excuse. But it’s no use speculating. I do hope that Chuck’s biological father doesn’t have access to him anymore.”

“I dunno. I didn’t think to ask,” Robbie said. “He didn’t wanna talk about him, though.”

The elder vixen nodded. “If you can, could you ask for me?”

“Uh, sure, Mom,” Robbie said.

“Anything else happen at school?” she asked.

Her son shrugged. “Not really. Classes. French is pretty cool.”

Terry giggled and poked her son’s nose as she took her seat at the table. “It must be for you to mention it specifically.”

Robbie rolled his eyes. “Martin’s still giving me crap for taking French instead of Spanish.”

“You can learn whatever language you want, cupcake,” Terry said.

“Can I learn Chinese?” Ellie asked.

“When you get to middle school, sure,” Dan said. “They don’t offer it in elementary, unless we sent you private.”

“But then I wouldn’t have my friends!” Ellie said.

“Exactly,” Terry said. “But we can sign you up when it’s time.”

Their conversation continued on over dinner, with Ellie talking about her day, Robbie remaining mostly silent, and Dan talking about office politics and avoiding the subject of his work as much as possible. He seemed happier than he’d been in a long while. They had a nice safety net from his time as an executive, he had clients lined up for his bookkeeping expertise as a freelance consultant, and he was eager to enter his semi-retirement and pursue his passion projects. Oh how she wished she could do the same…
 
Terry’s heartbeat picked up after dinner. She knew exactly what she wanted to do with her husband. Once she and Dan had cleaned up the kitchen, she dragged him up to their bedroom.

“Oh, starting already?” Dan teased as she shut the door behind them.

“I’ve got to get my little fuck toy in the right mood,” Terry replied. She went over to the toy drawer and pulled out the chastity cage. “Come here, sweetie.”

Her husband walked over willingly, a grin plastered on his face. He was trained enough not to get hard as she lubed up his penis and slipped the ring over his penis. It was always a bit of a struggle getting his balls through, but she was well practiced. “How long will it be this time, dear?” he asked.

“Oh, I think until the weekend,” Terry said as guided his penis into the cage. Once it was on, she added the lock and placed the key in her bedside table’s drawer. “Though if Keith gets to me first, I might leave you in a little longer…”

“Oh my,” Dan said. He chuckled as he wiggled his hips. “Wonder if Keith might want a go with me, too.”

“We can always ask, darling,” Terry replied. She got to her feet and gave her husband a quick peck on the lips. “It’s a little early yet. Why don’t you be a good boy and put on some underwear, and I’ll have my way with you once the cubs go to bed?”

Dan chuckled and rubbed noses with his wife. “Oh, you cheeky little thing. As you wish, Mistress.”

A shiver ran up Terry’s spine. She loved it when her husband called her Mistress. It made her feel sexy and powerful. “You know the safe word if you need it, love.”

“Of course,” he replied.

They shared another kiss once he had his cage hidden in his boxers.

It gave them both a thrill, knowing that he was locked up as they went about their usual evening routine. Terry perched herself in her favorite chair in the living room to finish typing up a report while her husband looked over the cubs’ homework with them. Utterly domestic tasks while the male was secretly locked up and loving it.

The vixen stretched out as she finished her work. “Alright, pups, time for bed.”

“But Mommyyyyyy, I’m not sleeeeepyyyyyy,” Ellie whined.

Robbie rolled his eyes. “Ellie, when has that ever worked with Mom?”

She rounded on Dan. “Dadddyyyyyyy, do I haaaaaave tooooo?”

“Listen to your mother,” Dan said.

The younger vixen pouted as she walked to the stairs, her brother close in tow. “Come on, sis, let’s get going… and don’t take forever brushing your teeth again.”

Ellie perked up as she walked upstairs with her brother. “Can we shower together?”

Terry smirked as she saw the blush forming on her son’s face. “You ask this every night,” Robbie said.

“Nothing wrong with some innocent showering with your sibling!” Terry called.

“Mom! Not helping!” Robbie replied.

The elder vixen grinned as she stood up, walking past her husband and casually brushing against his groin with her hip and tail as she passed. “Sorry, cupcake. But maybe I can sneak in a shower with you if you’d like, Ellie.”

Her daughter’s eyes lit up. “Can we, Mommy?”

Terry giggled softly and took her daughter’s paw, then gave her husband a wink. “Of course, sweetie. Dan, dear, I hope you don’t mind.”

Her husband chuckled. “Have fun, you two. I’ll just settle in to read a little while you get our girl ready for bed.”
 
Ellie cheered as she ran upstairs, pulling her mother along with her. The elder vixen laughed as her daughter excitedly ran into the master bathroom.

“Now, if Mommy showers with you, do you promise to be a good girl and go right to bed afterwards?” Terry asked.

The younger vixen nodded. “Yes, Mommy!”

Such a good girl. Terry patted her head, then stepped into the shower, drawing her daughter along with her. Gods, she was such a pretty little thing. Hopefully she’d start developing early like Terry had. If she was really lucky, perhaps her daughter would still stay close… a shiver ran down her spine thinking back to the little play time sessions her own mother would sometimes sneak in when it was just the two of them at home.

But Ellie was… too young for that yet, even if they’d technically already had a few odd play sessions together. At least a shower was the perfect excuse for the vixen to get to touch her daughter all over. Terry filed those thoughts in the back of her head as she closed the door to the shower and turned on the water.

One of the things that had drawn Dan and Terry to this house was the large master suite. A tub easily big enough for two AND a shower, likewise as big? Perfection.

Her daughter squealed and hid behind her as they were hit by the first blast of cold water. Terry smiled and patted her daughter’s ears as the water warmed up. “Just like me when I was your age.”

Ellie beamed up at her mother and nuzzled her side, very close to the adult’s breast. “Did you shower with your Mommy, too?”

Terry giggled and stroked her daughter’s cheek. “Occasionally…” She guided her daughter around into the water, watching as the water pressed her fur down against her skin. The shape of her… maybe a younger girl wasn’t a bad thing…

The younger vixen wiggled around as she soaked her fur. She leaned back into her mother. If Terry leaned just a little further, she could touch her breasts to the top of her daughter’s head…

Before she knew it, her paws were rubbing Ellie’s chest. She felt so soft, even if her breasts hadn’t started to develop yet. Without thinking, she sought out her daughter’s nipples, rubbing them in little circles.

“Hee… that tickles,” Ellie said.

That drew the older vixen out of her trance. She smiled down at her daughter, then grabbed the shampoo. “Sorry, got a little carried away. Let’s start washing you up…”

Lathering shampoo into her daughter’s top half went relatively smoothly, other than a bit of extra attention to the girl’s nipples and tail base. Terry got down on one knee while she washed her daughter’s lower half. Being so close to her was definitely bringing up… feelings. It was hard to resist sneaking a finger between her daughter’s legs to rub her immature vulva.

“Can I wash you when you’re done washing me?” Ellie asked.

Terry smiled and rubbed noses with her daughter. “I’d like that, sweetie. But let’s get you rinsed first.”

The vixen beamed as she helped her daughter rinse the shampoo from her fur. Her paws got to roam every inch of the eight year old’s body. She even snuck in that little rub between Ellie’s legs, earning an extra giggle from the girl. So much for resisting temptation. A shiver ran down Terry’s spine. How long had it been since she’d tasted her daughter? Two months? Three?

Ellie smiled and spread her legs a little. “Hee… I feel all tickly b’tween my legs, Mommy.”

“Oh do you now, princess?” Terry whispered. “Would you like some help with that?”

Her daughter nodded. “Yes please!”

She eased her daughter back against the wall of the shower and lifted one of her legs. “May Mommy lick you, sweetie?” What was she doing?

The young vixen nodded. “Uh huh!” Her voice was music to Terry’s ears, so soft yet excited.

Terry leaned forward, feeling the warm water washing over her back as she pressed a little kiss to her daughter’s clitoris. Her tongue darted out next, working over that little nub, earning a soft gasp and moan from her daughter.

“Mmmm… that feels so good, Mommy… we should play like this more often!” Ellie said.

The elder vixen grinned up at her daughter. “We should…” Without any further hesitation, she buried her muzzle between Ellie’s legs, her tongue getting right to work licking her labia and clit.

One thing she could never get over was the taste of her daughter. Lightly sweet, lightly salty, not as slick as a more developed girl but with a curious, unique flavor all its own. How she adored licking her little girl.

As with every time before, Terry had to shut down her professional mind. All of her training was screaming that this was a bad idea, that she was hurting her daughter by doing this. Cycle of abuse, cycle of abuse…

She filed that thought in the circular as she let her tongue dip between her daughter’s labia. The flavor of her sweet little vixen’s pussy was addictive. Her nose ground against Ellie’s clit as the elder vixen’s tongue teased just a little into her daughter’s passage.

“Oh Mommy,” Ellie moaned.

Little paws gripped Terry’s ears. She grinned as she brought her tongue back to bully her daughter’s clit. One paw helped keep Ellie’s leg up, giving the elder vixen easy access to her daughter’s privates, as her other snuck in to gently fingerfuck the girl’s puss. She couldn’t take much yet, but a little curl of the digit had the young vixen trembling with pleasure.

Ellie gasped, her back arching. Her whole body quivered in the familiar throes of orgasm. Terry grinned, licking right through her daughter’s climax until she heard the word “stop.” She let her daughter’s leg go then, her digit withdrawing from her vagina, and she drew her daughter in for a hug.

“How’d that feel, sweetie?”

“Goooood,” Ellie whispered. “Can I lick you, Mommy?”

Terry bit her lip. “Another time, darling… it’s bedtime soon, after all!”

Her daughter whined, but nodded. “Okay... Promise I can lick you sometime soon?”

“I promise,” Terry replied. She gave her daughter a quick peck on the lips, then got back to her feet. In truth she would have loved to have her daughter lick her, but she really wanted to do that somewhere more comfortable. Like her bed. Maybe on her next day off, if Ellie wanted to, of course.

With that, she turned off the water. It didn’t take long to get their fur dry, and once they had accomplished that, Terry shooed Ellie off to brush her teeth and get ready for bed. Thankfully she didn’t need supervision for that, but the elder vixen made doubly sure that her kits were in bed before proceeding back to her bedroom.
 
With her kits safely tucked away in the bedrooms on the opposite side of the house… it meant Terry could finally have her way with her husband. And knowing him, just those couple of hours in his cage would get him all riled up.

When she got to the bedroom, her husband was sitting up reading. He grinned when she walked in.

“Why hello, darling,” he said.

Terry beamed. “That’ll be ‘Mistress’ tonight, thank you very much.”

Dan blushed and grinned back. “Yes, Mistress…”

The vixen walked over and patted her husband’s head. “I’ll be back in a moment…”

Her husband’s shiver as she disappeared into the walk-in closet was delicious. She slid the door shut behind her as she pulled down the box with her special sexy wear. Tonight felt like a stocking, garter, and corset night. She took her time dressing, enjoying every moment of getting dressed up for her husband. Her paws worked unhurriedly as she slipped into and secured her corset. It took some doing, but she was very glad she still fit into it. She’d been putting on a little weight - so had her husband, really - and she wasn’t enthused by the idea of needing to update her wardrobe.

When she got to the stockings, she trembled with excitement. The smooth material felt heavenly against her fur. She worked them up slowly, being cautious of her claws as she always was. She had a few different pairs but the fewer she had to go through, the better.

At long last, she was ready. She took a moment to admire herself in the mirror. Damn, she looked sexy. Gods, how long had it been since she was last with another female? Years. With their freshly re-opened marriage, maybe she’d look into finding herself a girlfriend again. But that could come later. She filed that little thought away and returned the moment. She was sexy, she was powerful, and she was about to fuck the SHIT out of her husband.

Terry licked her lips as she slid open the closet door and leaned against the frame. “Hey there, fuck toy…”

Her husband drooled when he saw her. “Ooo la la,” he muttered. “Someone went through a lot of trouble…”

The vixen padded to the bed, her hips swaying. “Of course… do you still have those boxers on, slut?”

He threw the covers back, showing him in nothing but his cage. “No, Mistress.”

“Mmmm… good boy.” She booped his nose, then leaned down and opened the toy drawer. “Now be a good fuck toy and roll onto your tummy for me. Ass up.”

Dan obeyed with a quick, “Yes, Mistress.” He was such a well-trained sub. She pulled out the handcuffs and eased herself up to the headboard.

“Paws forward, my little fuck toy,” she whispered in his ear.

He brought his paws to the headboard, nice and close. Terry looped the cuffs around one of the bars of the headboard and cuffed him in.

“How’s this? Too tight?” Terry whispered.

“Just perfect,” Dan replied.

“Good…” She gave his ass a slap, then went back into the drawer and pulled out her favorite dildo and the harness for her strap-on. “Hope your ass is ready.”

“Always ready for you, Mistress,” Dan said.

Terry beamed and climbed onto the bed behind her husband. She poured a generous amount of lube onto her silicone phallus, then prodded her husband’s tailhole with the tip. A shiver ran down her spine as she eased her hips forward, reveling in the pleasured groan from her husband as she impaled him on the strap-on.

When she was all the way in, she grabbed his hips. “Such a good little fuck toy for Mistress… have to keep you ready for my boyfriend.”

Her husband chuckled. “He’s my boyfriend too, you know…”

She grinned and slapped her husband’s ass, earning a surprised squeak from the male. “Just for that I’m going to talk to Keith about leaving you in that cage when he fucks you next…”

“Oh gods,” Dan groaned. “S-so mean…”

The vixen leaned down over her husband and whispered in his ear, “Don’t pretend you don’t love it.”

He whined softly, but the shiver betrayed his true feelings. At the end of the day, Dan was a total bottom. It was one of the things she adored about him. He was at his sexiest when he was like this, tied up and ready for her to use however she pleased. Not that she was complaining, but it still took her by surprise when he proposed to her. Despite the happy throuple she had going with Keith, he had married her.

Her paws squeezed his hips as she started to thrust into him, slow and gentle at first. It was much more fun to tease him than to start off at full blast. Dan’s soft, breathy moans were music to her ears, a perfect punctuation for each meeting of her hips and his ass.

“S-such a tease,” Dan groaned.

Terry nibbled her husband’s ear. “Well, I have to build up that anticipation…”

She reached down under him and fondled the cage keeping his penis at bay. He groaned.

Satisfied by her tease, Terry pushed herself back up and gripped her husband’s hips. Without any warning, she gave him a few hard, fast thrusts before returning to her more leisurely pace. She grinned, soaking in the sound of her husband’s pleasured groans.

The vixen leaned in and nibbled her husband’s ear. “That’s my good little fuck toy,” she whispered.

“Y-yes, Mistress,” Dan muttered. “All for you, Mistress.”

A wave of pleasure ran up her spine. Her paws squeezed her husband’s hips as she started speeding her thrusts again. That power he gave her was… electrifying. She slipped her arms around him and hugged him tightly as she felt her orgasm washing over her. This was it. The release she desperately needed.
 
“That’s my good little fuck toy,” Terry whispered as she gave a final thrust into her husband’s ass.

A knock at the door snapped her right out of the scene. She looked over at the door. “Who is it?”

Her son’s voice answered. “It’s me. C-can I ask you guys something?”

Terry and Dan exchanged glances. It was quite the compromising position her husband was in. But they’d talked about being open about sex and sexuality with their cubs, even if this wasn’t quite what they had in mind when they’d made that agreement.

“Pineapple,” Terry said. “Should we let him in now or give you a minute to retreat to the bathroom and clean up?”

“Honey, I don’t think I could move right now if I wanted to,” Dan said. He sighed. “What happens, happens.”

The vixen nodded and turned to the door. “Come in, cupcake.”

The door opened, and in stepped their son, completely nude. He covered his eyes, blushing deeply at the sight before him.

“What can we help you with, sweetie?” Terry asked, trying to act casual even though her strap-on was buried deep in her husband’s ass.

“I-I was wondering… i-if I could… b-borrow a toy?” Robbie muttered.

Terry giggled and eased her hips back, slowly withdrawing the strap-on from her husband’s rear. “Of course, cupcake! What sort of toy were you looking for?”

Robbie peeked out through his fingers at his parents and covered his face again. “S-something I could use in my… umm… b-butt… n-nothing that big, though!”

The vixen laughed. “Oh, sweetie, you definitely aren’t ready for a toy like this.” She slipped out of bed and knelt down by the toy drawer to dig out one of the smaller toys. Her son walked up next to her, trying his best to look everywhere but at his parents. It was rather cute.

“This one should be a good start for you,” Terry said as she pulled out a purple dildo. It was the smallest one they had, reserved as a trainer for their anal play.

“I-I guess so,” Robbie said. He took the toy as his mother stood up. “Thanks, Mom.”

Terry grinned and patted his head. “You’re welcome, cupcake. Lube’s on the bedside table. Don’t be skimpy now! And unless you want to wash your sheets, I suggest you put down a towel.” She winked.

He looked over at his father, seeming to take in the whole sight before him. “Is anal always this messy?”

“Only if you’ve got a subby bottom cum factory like your dad,” Terry said.

“Terryyyyyy,” Dan whined. “Don’t tell our son that!”

“What? It’s true!” Terry said.

Her husband glared at her.

“Oh, don’t give me that look. I’m sure you taught him at least some of these words when you had your little bonding session with him, right?” Terry asked.

“Well, yes, but a basic introduction to sex is a far cry from… this!” Dan protested. He squirmed. “Can you please uncuff me?”

The vixen’s tail whipped behind her, but she moved as quickly as she could to free her husband from the cuffs. She was thankful for the safety releases on them. The key had been lost long ago. When she looked up, her son was gone, as well as the bottle of lube on the bedside table.

Dan rolled carefully onto his back and stretched his arms. “Ugh… fuck. I think we’ll need to have a talk with Robbie tomorrow, make sure he isn’t scarred for life.”

Terry laid next to her husband. Intellectually, she knew he was right. But it was still odd to think about. It didn’t compute with her. She would have adored it if her parents had been as lenient about sex as she and Dan were being with Robbie and Ellie. Hell, she envied Keith for his upbringing, even if everything she had studied in university told her that it was a traumatic upbringing that would have, as Dan noted, left deep psychological scars. But she and Keith were fine and perfectly normal, weren’t they?

“I’ll leave that to you,” Terry said.

Her husband turned his head to look at her. “Why not miss psychologist?”

She booped his nose. “Because our son has a closer connection to you. He’d take it better coming from his father.”

It pained her to admit that. She wanted all of her cubs to feel like they could trust both of them. Ellie certainly did. She adored both of her parents equally. But Robbie had always preferred his father. And of course, her third cub… didn’t even know Terry was her mother. A tear came to her eye as she thought of her final cub. So close, and yet so far away…

Dan sighed and looked up at the ceiling. “I suppose you’re right.” He reached over and slipped an arm under her shoulders. The fur to fur contact felt nice.

The vixen draped an arm over her husband. “Let me know when you’re ready to wash up. I’ll help you to the bathroom.”

He nodded and eased into Terry. “I think I need a few still.”

She nuzzled into her husband. It was funny how quickly she could deflate, or it would be if it wasn’t so frustrating. She was supposed to be the one administering aftercare, not the one receiving it. Without even really knowing why, she pressed her face into her husband’s chest and let a few tears roll free as a sob rocked her body.

“You okay, love?” Dan whispered.

Terry sighed. “I will be. I have to be. For you. For our cubs. For everyone.”

“You know you can tell me anything,” Dan whispered.

“I know,” Terry said. “I just… I don’t know what’s going through my head, myself.” Which wasn’t entirely true. But how was she supposed to tell Dan that she wished their son trusted her like he trusted him? And that she desperately wished that the father of her third would drop the act and just let her be a mom to her kit?

Her husband gave her a gentle squeeze. “It’s okay, babe. I’m here.”

The vixen bit her lip. Why did she have to the one all tied up now?
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