The sound of wet fur slapping against wet fur could be heard through the house. Krizelle moaned, fingers curling into the bed sheets beneath her as her son, Markus, pounded her with his rather well endowed cock.
     “Fuck, mom...” Markus grunted, thrusting as he held Krizelle's hips, pushing and stretching her around his knot before he came, flooding her with his cum. The two panted, sharing in the warmth of their intimacy.
     “Love you mom.” Markus said between breaths.
     “Love you too, son.” Krizelle giggled. She did love her twelve year old son, so dearly. A hybrid of her serpentine features and his father's canid fur. She was especially happy he inherited his father's cock, with that delicious knot.
     As if summoned by her thoughts, Chance walked into the door of the bedroom. He leaned against the doorway, watching with a smirk as his son filled her. Behind him, Eliza came into view, smiling bright and bouncing in place with her youthful energy. Eliza was her second child from Chance, only a few months after Markus, and so she also featured hybrid traits of her mother's serpentine figure, and her father's canid fur.
     Krizelle's mind wandered as she held her son close, enjoying his warmth. It had been many years since she had first been taken by Chance as his slave, and although she was resistant at first, over time she learned that she loved having her only responsibilities being to serve her master and be bred by him and his offspring. Her hand rubbed over her belly, only just recently beginning to swell with Markus' cub. The thought of Markus, her son, having bred her and put a child in her made her feel so warm and happy.
     Of course, being Chance's slave included keeping the house clean and preparing meals, but she found she didn't mind the busywork when she knew her reward was a hard fucking by that great cock, making her feel so deliciously full with his sperm. Something she could get from her son now, too. Her fingers curled into the fur of Markus' back as she sighed pleasantly. She was truly grateful for all Chance had shown her.
     “Is there something you want, Chance dear?” She called to him. Markus's ears flicked as he turned to look, sparing an arm to wave at his family.
     Chance chuckled. “I hate to interrupt, but I just wanted to let you both know that, after talking with Eliza,” He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, hugging her close to him. She leaned into his embrace, nuzzling his shirt. “I've decided it's time to bring her into our... fun.” He winked as his arm moved down slightly, a hand squeezing Eliza's small breast, causing her to squeak.
     Krizelle squeezed Markus tighter to her as she squealed in delight. “Oh, Eliza! You're finally going to become a woman, just like your mother! Oh I'm so proud of you, honey!” Eliza blushed as she hugged Chance closer to her.
     Markus chuckled as he began to pull away from his mother, shivering as his cock slipped out from her tight pussy, and causing Krizelle to moan lightly. “Yeah, about time she became available. I'm guessing you're gonna be her first, dad?”
     Chance nodded, looking down at his daughter with no disguising of his lust for her body. “Oh you can count on it. She's been fingering herself thinking of her daddy's cock filling her up for weeks now, isn't that right?”
     Blushing even more, Eliza tried to hide her face in his shirt. “Daaaaaad!” She whined. “I told you that in confidence!”
     “I think you should be proud to already be thinking of your father that way!” Krizelle said, sitting up on the bed. Chance nodded his approval as he stroked Eliza's head.
     Eliza pulled herself from Chance's chest, turning to look at her nude mother. “Oh, but also! Dad says that you can warm me up before he takes me!” She glanced up to him, leaning towards her mother and holding a hand up to dramatically whisper, “I think he means you can eat me out and get him horny enough to really fuck me.” She giggled, squeaking again as Chance pinched her tight rump through her skirt.
     Markus grunted as he stretched his back. “Well, that sounds like it'll be a fun time for you all. I'm gonna go clean up, take a shower.” He walked past the two in the doorway, giving his sister a kiss before passing. “Let me know when she's ready for my turn, dad!” He called down the hall.
     “Will do.” Chance responded with a mock salute, before Markus turned a corner and vanished from sight.
     “Now then,” He gently pushed Eliza towards the bed with her mother. “Why don't you two lovely ladies put on a show for me?” He smiled, pulling his shirt off to reveal his toned chest and abdomen, and pulling down his pants to show his cock, already swelling. He walked over to a chair, sitting down in it and propping his head up with an arm.
     Krizelle grinned as Eliza blushed, fidgeting with her hands as she looked at her naked, beautiful mother, cum still dripping down her thighs. “Come on now dear,” Krizelle purred, standing from the bed and gliding to stand next to Eliza. “We must put on a show for your lovely father...” Eliza shuddered as her mother's hands slipped down her shoulders, over her arms, resting on her hips for a moment. “He's already getting excited, you see?”
     Chance chuckled, his cock twitching and slowly rising as he watched. “You want him eager, don't you sweetie?” Krizelle whispered in her ear. “You want that rod thick, throbbing, ready to pound into you...”
     Eliza moaned quietly, nodding as her eyes focused on her father's cock, watching it throb and swell.
     “Don't worry sweetie, mommy's here to help...” Krizelle kissed her cheek as her hands moved to her shirt hem, slowly bringing it up over her belly. The fabric rustled as it slid over the mix of fur and scales, slowly revealing her daughter's bare tits. The women didn't wear bras or panties in the house, not except for specific occasions.
     Eliza lifted her arms, her mother carefully pulling her shirt up and off. Both the women now topless, Krizelle turned Eliza to face her, giving Chance a good view as she pulled her daughter in close. Her larger boobs pressing against Eliza's, and her pregnant belly rubbed against her daughter's soon to be bred belly. “Mmm, mom...” Eliza moaned on a breath as Krizelle's hands rubbed along her back, down over her tail, before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt.
     “Are you excited, sweetie?” She asked, feeling the hybrid trembling against her. Eliza nodded firmly, her arms squeezing Krizelle against her tightly for a moment. Krizelle planted a kiss to her forehead. “Such a good girl...” And slowly pulled her hands down, the fabric sliding against her ass as she was fully exposed to her father.
     Chance hummed his appreciation as Krizelle stripped his daughter, his member throbbing at full attention by this point.
     “Mmm, glad you're enjoying the show, Chance.” Krizelle giggled, winking his way.
     “Pay attention to your mother, Eliza. No other woman knows how to turn me on like she does, you'll be learning from the best.” Eliza smiled, nodding to her father. She was taken by surprise as she felt her mother's hand guide her chin upwards, and felt her mother press her lips to hers for a deep kiss. Her body stiffened, but only for a moment before she relaxed into her mother's embrace. Her eyes fluttered shut, her nerves slowly quieting as she let her mother's small motions guide her.
     Krizelle slowly guided Eliza to the edge of the bed, and then gently began to lay her down on the soft comforter. Eliza's eyes opened to see her mother, looming over her with a lustful glint in her eyes. “You're so beautiful... so sexy...” Krizelle whispered, leaning down to press another kiss to her. “I've been wanting to do this for so long.”
     Eliza nodded, gasping as her mother's hands slid down her chest, rubbing her nipples. “Me too, mom...” Krizelle only chuckled in response, her mouth moving down along her neck, kissing along the way as her hands kneaded and pressed on her tits. The young hybrid softly gasped and moaned every now and then as her mother's mouth moved closer to her right nipple, until her lips moved around it, her thin tongue sliding and rubbing against it as she suckled gently.
     The young hybrid pushed her chest up slightly, letting out a breath through her nose as her mother's mouth sent tingles of pleasure through her. Krizelle's fingers found her other nipple, gently rolling it between her finger and thumb, tugging on it as she attended to the other.
     Eliza felt lust building within her, like a fuzzy, buzzing energy, pressing outwards through her whole body, but especially on her tits and pussy. She felt a little disappointed as Krizelle's lips moved down from her nipple, leaving it to dry in the cool bedroom air.
     Her mother's attentive lips moved further down her abdomen, over her belly button as her other hand stroked down her side, Eliza internally wishing she would just shove her face into her pussy already.
     The lips moved down to just above her groin, before diverting down the side of her thigh. “Moooommm...” Eliza groaned in protest, her hands tapping at the bed.
     Krizelle giggled, patting her thigh. “Goodness... you are certainly eager, aren't you?” He snout moved, positioned so Eliza could feel her warm breath blowing against her pussy. “And you're already so wet down here...”
     Eliza felt her thin tongue swipe along her lips, shivering at the electric tingles it sent coursing through her. “You're already so horny for his cock, aren't you?” Krizelle teased her daughter as her tongue licked along her slit again.
     Turning her head, Eliza saw Chance, reclining in his chair, a hand slowly rubbing up and down his cock as he watched. He smiled as he saw Eliza watching, giving his cock a squeeze, pushing a clear bead of pre from his tip.
     She moaned, “Yes, so horny... I want to feel him inside me, he looks so amazing!”
     Krizelle giggled as she lapped at her labia. “Oh don't worry, he'll be taking you soon enough. But first...” She pressed her lips to her wet pussy, her long tongue pushing inside. Eliza gasped, her back arching off the bed. Krizelle hummed as she pulled her tongue back, savoring the taste of her daughter. “I get to decide when you're ready for him.”
     Diving back into her daughter's cunt, her tongue swirled about inside her, her lips rubbing against her, humming to vibrate and add even further stimulation. Eliza felt the surge and sparks of pleasure every moment, panting as she moaned and whispered, “Yes, oh fuck yes mom, oh fuck...”
     Krizelle loved the sound of her daughter's moans, she was very eager for Chance to be the one causing her to make those noises. For the moment, though, she was very happy to indulge in her daughter's sex, drinking her fluids as her thighs alternated between squeezing her head and opening to let her push deeper.
     Eliza moaned with less restraint, her hands moving to her mother's head, pressing on it and coaxing her to press her tongue deeper. She could feel that lust building more and more within her, nurtured by her mother's display of love for her.
     “You've been dreaming of this day for so long, isn't that right?” Krizelle murmured between her legs. “The day you become a woman, able to satisfy your father?”
     “Yes!” Eliza gasped, her hands pushing harder on her head. “Oh fuck, yes! I've wanted his cock in me so long, I've even seen him breeding you, and I wanted to be next so bad!”
     “Such a naughty daughter!” Chance chuckled from his chair. “If you had offered yourself when I was fucking your mother, I don't think I would've said no.” His cock throbbed in his hands, thinking of the times she must have been watching him plow her mother, the young hybrid fingering herself as she dreamed of being in her mother's place.
     “Well, today you'll get to live that fantasy, dear!” Krizelle giggled, her hands holding Eliza's hips as she continued preparing her for her father.
     Eliza's pants and moans were the only sounds for the next few minutes, Krizelle bringing her just to the edge of orgasm, before pulling away and letting her cool down, before drawing her tortuously close yet again.
     By the time Eliza was moaning without restraint, Krizelle pulled her mouth and tongue away, smiling at her panting, moaning daughter. “I think she's ready now.” She said, looking to Chance.
     Chance smiled, standing from his chair. His cock bounced as he walked over, shining with the pre he had been spreading over his shaft.
     “All right dear, get up and all fours. Chance really loves to do it doggy style.” Eliza nodded, moving her trembling limbs over herself, rolling over before managing to prop herself up, her tail lifted to show her dripping wet pussy to her father. “I think he likes it because he likes to treat us like bitches in heat.” Krizelle giggled, patting her daughter's damp cunt, drawing a long moan from Eliza. “And I don't think he's wrong.”
     Chance grunted, his cock bouncing as he looked at the display. “Damn, you really know how to get me going with just your words.” He gripped Krizelle's hand, pulling her up into a sitting position. “You're a wonderful slut.” He pushed his lips to hers, enjoying the taste of his daughter on her lips, before letting her lay back down next to Eliza.
     Chance took a moment to admire his beautiful daughter, despite his dick desperately craving her warmth over itself. Eliza had really grown into a sexy young woman, with an ass that could beat out her mother's given more time to grow. He took her rump in his hands, squeezing and pinching it between his fingers.
     “Come on, sweetheart.” Chance chuckled as Eliza moaned and whimpered with need. “Let me hear how much you want it. Show me you really want to make daddy happy.” He drew a hand back to give her cheeks a light smack.
     Eliza's body jolted from the impact, the hybrid moaning out in response, “Oh god, please daddy! I want to feel your cock inside me so bad, please please please!” Her hips wiggled in his hands, trying to push back to feel his rod against her. “Stuff me full of your cock, fill me up with your seed, I want to be your breeding bitch, I want to be pregnant, just like mommy is!”
     Krizelle's hand stroked down Eliza's, clutching the bed sheets. “Oh, my little girl, growing up so quickly!”
     Grunting with approval, Chance slowly brought Eliza's hips closer to his, until his throbbing member pressed against her wet, eager entrance. Eliza gasped, Krizelle drawing closer to her ear to whisper, “Get ready, sweetie... he's pretty big.” Eliza simply nodded, her whole body hot with lust, trembling as her dreams were about to come true.
     Slowly, Chance began to press the tip of his cock into Eliza's cunt, both father and daughter moaning as they experienced their first carnal touch with each other. He didn't pause for long, pushing further into her, his fingers rubbing and squeezing her cheeks as he felt her wet walls squeeze around his shaft with every shuddering breath she took.
     “He feels so good, doesn't he?” Krizelle crooned into her ear, giving her cheek a kiss.
     Eliza nodded, huffing as she felt him stretching her more and more. “Yeah, god, he feels so big!” She squeaked on the last syllable as she felt his knot bump against her lips.
     Chance took a deep breath, rocking his hips side to side as he basked in the warmth of his daughter's pussy, clenching tight around his member. Every part of his cock was being softly massaged by her rippling muscles, it felt like a pocket made for his dick.
     Which, he mused internally, wasn't far from the truth. He had taken Krizelle to have his children, and if his children were fertile, then he would breed them, too. So in a way, Eliza's pussy was made just for his cock.
     Chuckling to himself at the thought, he pulled back, sliding out until only his tip was left inside, before ramming it back in, his hips smacking against Eliza's ass. The hybrid yelped, tensing and squeezing around him even tighter. Even though she could still feel the top of his knot, she swore she felt him pushing deeper as he began to jackhammer his hips into hers.
     Chance's fingers dug into Eliza's smooth ass, using it to help him thrust hard and quick. Krizelle squeezed her daughter's hand, her other stroking her face as she gave her small kisses now and again.
     “Oh, you're doing so great, dear. You look so cute when you're getting fucked!” Krizelle giggled. Eliza would have blushed even more were she not already so flushed with arousal. The embarrassment was quickly swept away with every thrust of Chance's cock into her, the long shaft driving her brain more and more wild with the pleasure she felt.
     Her arms began to shake from the effort of holding herself up, and with a few more smacks of his hips against her, her elbows buckled and she slumped forwards. Chance smoothly adjusted his hold on her ass, not breaking his rhythm as he continued fucking her.
     “She's having such a great time, honey!” Krizelle looked back to Chance, stroking Eliza's cheek as she panted and drooled onto the bed.
     “Y-yeah, fuck... such a- god, great fuck!” Eliza managed to squeak out between breaths.
     Chance smiled, before adjusting his hands around her waist and gripping tight, and speeding up his thrusting even more. The show his two women had given him really had worked him up quite a bit, and from his first thrust into Eliza, he knew it wouldn't be long before he blew his load in her. His first load, one of many more to come.
     “Oh, oh fuck, fuck yes!” Eliza gasped and moaned, reveling in the amazing pleasure of her father's cock spreading her open, penetrating deep. It was so much better than her fantasies, better than her fingers could have ever felt.
     With each thrust, Chance could feel more and more of her lips spreading around his knot. His goal was to tie with her, flooding her with his seed for the best chance at impregnating her. It was a delicate balancing act, keeping his arousal just on the edge of orgasm, while still thrusting and working her around his thick knot.
     Chance was patient though, and after a few more thrusts, he could tell she was ready for it.
     “Get ready, slut.” He growled as his fingers dug into her waist. “You're about to take your first load!” With the last syllable, he slammed into her, feeling her cunt spread around his throbbing knot, until it popped in, her tight tunnel squeezing like a vice on his cock.
     The sensation was enough to push him over the edge, groaning and grunting as his rod shot jets of hot virile seed deep into her, grinding his hips against hers as he emptied himself.
     Eliza was in heaven, feeling the sensation of being perfectly full as her father forced his knot into her, and then feeling herself getting more full as his hot spunk spilled into her. Her body quaked and trembled as she had her own orgasm, moaning loudly into the sheets.
     Her walls squeezed and milked for every last strand of her father's potent seed, carrying it to her fertile womb as the two panted, slowly coming down from their respective orgasmic highs.
     “I'm so, so proud of you, Eliza!” Krizelle squealed, cupping her daughter's face as she dipped in for a deep kiss, her thin tongue flicking inside Eliza's mouth, who was too tired to respond to the kiss with much enthusiasm.
     Eliza giggled, feeling drunk on her own orgasmic high, still feeling the heat of Chance's knot spreading her entrance around it, making a tight seal to ensure that his cum stayed in her long enough to get her knocked up.
     “I hope I got pregnant on the first try...” She mumbled, giggling.
     Chance and Krizelle laughed, the mother nuzzling her child's snout. “Even if it didn't, there will be so many more times to try again.”
     “You bet. And with how tight you were, I'm definitely going to be putting a load in you at least twice a day.” Chance smacked Eliza's ass, the hybrid yelping as she instinctively squeezed around him even harder, the two moaning from the sensation.
     The trio spent the next few minutes enjoying each other's presence and warmth, as they waited for Chance's knot to deflate enough to tug loose. Tender words, gentle touches and strokes, and soft kisses helped the time go by faster.
     Once he felt himself small enough, Chance tugged his member loose, warm cum spilling from Eliza's gaping pussy as she shivered on the bed.
     Chance sat on the edge of the bed, letting out a sigh as he stretched. “That was a nice little warm up. I think I'll be ready to go again in a bit.”
     He looked to the two and grinned, his member twitching. “Why don't you two clean my balls, and whoever does a better job gets my cock in them again?”
     Eliza felt enough of her strength returned to joing her mother, sliding off the bed as seductively as she could manage, the two ladies hugging either of Chance's legs. Their snouts nuzzled his heavy, fuzzy sack, still damp from Eliza's first fuck.
     Eliza pressed her nose to the sack, taking a deep breath and humming. “Mm, you smell so good, daddy.”
     “Some of that smell is you, dear.” Krizelle reminded her, her tongue flicking over his balls. “And you both smell absolutely wonderful.”
     “Less talking, more worship.” Chance grunted with a smile, his hands pressing their two heads more firmly into his groin. The two women giggled into his fur, their mouths busying themselves.
     Eliza licked the sack at first, before taking one of his balls into her mouth, suckling on it as she rubbed her tongue over the delicate fur. Krizelle used her thin tongue to stroke down his balls, combing through the hairs and getting as much of the incestuous juices into her mouth as she could.
     They went on for a while, licking, suckling, kissing, and generally worshiping his sack, where Eliza had come from, and where even more would be spawned from.
     Leaning back onto the bed, Chance let his head hang back, letting out a deep and content sigh. He had worked hard for a life this good, and so far, it looked like it was going to stay this good for a long while yet.