Lena Sabrewing paced back and forth at the hall entrance of her house. She'd been waiting for what felt like days for her best friend Webby Vanderquack to arrive. Webby had texted her hours ago that she and her family finally returned to Duckburg today after an adventure in Norway that had lasted several days longer than expected, but she hadn't said any reasons why she wanted to see Lena so suddenly after arriving or the reason of why she messaged her privately instead of texting her through the group chat with the boys and Violet as always, or whether their adventure was a success or something happened. Lena stopped pacing and stared at the door when she heard someone knocking.

She opened it and found Webby wearing her regular clothes and carrying her traveling backpack in her arms until she dumped it down. She knew she ought to take them up inside the house, but her mind was on other things. After noticing Lena, she jumped with excitement towards her. "Lena!" she exclaimed.

Lena returned the hug, happy to see her after so many days and relieved to see that she looked happy and fine as always. She put her arm around Webby’s shoulders and together got inside, to the living room’s couch. "I’m happy to see you again, Pink, I’ve really missed you, but you got me a bit worried with your messages. What's been going on? Why did you want to see me here without telling Vi or the dorks?"

"I’m so happy to see you too, Lena!" Webby said smiling but looking a bit anxious, shifting her hands in embarrassment. "Well, there are a couple of things. The first one is that I really missed seeing you too," she admitted with a blush. “oh! right! sorry for my manners, how are your dads and Violet? Where are they?"

“Don’t worry, they’re fine they had to carry Violet to a photography contest, something about getting a Woodchuck photography badge, or some shit like that, she told me that Yellow Yells, Bubbles Blue, and Red Hat Nerd were gonna participate too or something”.

Webby chuckled, she always loves when she refers to them with their nicknames. “Yeah, May told me about that, actually she didn’t want to participate, she just went to help June win her first Woodchuck badge and win the contest, and Huey dragged Louie because he lost a bet and now he has to help him finding cool things to shoot,” Webby said, still playing with her hands, and even after trying to look like everything was ok, she still looked like something was still making her nervous.

"Now, the second thing I wanted to talk with you is a little more… private… that’s why I wanted to talk with you without the others knowing. While we have been on our adventure in Norway, I have been getting closer and closer to Dewey…” her cheeks started to get a subtle but noticeable blush with a cute pink that combined really well with her white feathers.

"And well, I…" Webby paused, trying to find the words. "I know he has been wanting to get… intimate with me. And don't get me wrong… I want that too. I just… I've never done that with anyone before, and I’m sure you might know more about this stuff than I do, so was wondering if... if you could teach me a thing or two about that…" Webby said, stuttering and speaking fast, her face acquiring a noticeable red tone.

Lena blushed. When they had first met, she'd been just an acquaintance she was going to use to get Scrooge’s number one dime, and it had taken a lot — the Money Shark incident, the Shadow War, her return from the Shadow Realm, her fight with Phantom Blot, the so-called ‘Last Adventure’, and many other experiences together — for Lena to start thinking of Webby as her best friend… and even something more. Of course, she'd always thought Webby to be an attractive girl, and — though she'd never have admitted it to anyone, even her sister — had imagined what it might be like to be with her on more than one occasion, she'd never dreamed that Webby might give her the opportunity to act on those feelings.

But if truth be told, she didn't have that much experience in that area either. Daisy or Della were the experts on such matters, but asking them would be… awkward. Della was out of the question since Webby wanted to bang precisely with one of her sons, and she bet Webby didn't want to hear Daisy and Donald's… anecdotes. Ewww.

Lena was nothing if not a quick learner though. She disheveled Webby's hair to one side with her hand, and then used a cleansing spell to return it to its usual sleek state. "Of course, I can help," she answered.

Webby smiled and a shiver passed through her as she felt Lena's gentle caress. "Thank you so much, Lena!" she said turning to her amazing best friend. Her mind raced with the possibilities of what might happen next. What will she do? What’s she going to teach me…?

"I suppose we should probably start by going to my bedroom. There's a bit more space there than here, and my bed's a lot more comfortable than this old couch."

Once they'd regained their composure, Lena led Webby up some stairs to the next floor where all the bedrooms were. With a subtle move of her hands, one of the doors magically opened up revealing the cozy decorated bedroom she shared with Violet. She cringed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed, compared to where she used to live, for her this was like living in complete luxury, which she felt was somewhat undeserved. There was a queen-sized bed with purple blankets, some spooky and gothic decorations, a middle woolen rug, and in front of it an open window that looked down on the store and some houses across the street, the sidewalk, and everyone who passes-by.

"Heh, it’s funny," Lena said, "I think Vi is the one who might have something to help us with this in her secret book collection." She rummaged around on a small and hidden shelf and pulled out a volume entitled 50 Shades of Jay. "Yes, here it is. I’ve seen Violet reading it when she thinks she’s alone. I… I’ve never checked it. We could go through it together."

Webby wasn't sure whether to mention that this happened to be a novel she knew very well. She shivered, remembering the nights she'd read and… enjoyed it alone in her bed, or the Manor’s library when Granny wasn’t there. Eventually, it got more difficult for her to keep reading that kind of books after the triplets moved to the Manor. "I–Interesting…" she said with a slight stutter.

Lena flicked open the book, her eyes sparkled with a light-blue aura, and scanned through the pages. Webby supposed it was some sort of fast-reading spell because Lena was barely skimming the text, going through it at about two seconds per page until she found the chapter where the action started. "I… ummm… I think we should start by me kissing you."

She approached Webby, pushing her back against a nearby wall and almost pinning her there. Lena put her beak to the other duck's beak and kissed her passionately, her tongue slipping into Webby's mouth and swirling around its counterpart.

Webby was taken aback by the swiftness of Lena's actions, however, within seconds of being pressed against the wall, she was kissing Lena back hard. Her heart pounded and she wondered if she was dreaming. Since meeting her, Webby had always found Lena attractive, and now it looked like she was getting exactly what she wanted. Thoughts of Dewey were pushed to the back of her mind.

After only a few moments, Webby began to feel a tingly sensation and her nether regions began to dampen. She blushed gently.

Lena enjoyed the sensation of Webby's tongue in her mouth and the taste of her soft beak against hers. This book clearly offered good advice. She used a hand to stroke Webby's hair before bringing it around the duck's neck in an embrace.

After kissing for a few minutes, she abruptly stopped and levitated the book over to them. She skimmed the next page. "Now I think I'm supposed to tie you up. Or you're supposed to tie me up. It's not really clear."

She abandoned Webby and walked over to a wardrobe in the corner. "Vi and I don't really keep any ropes here, but these scarfs should do," she said, levitating half a dozen fine silk scarfs out of a small drawer. "Why don't you hop onto the bed?"

Webby's mind was swirling. Just as she had been getting really into their kiss, Lena had stopped, leaving her yearning for more. So, when Lena ordered her onto the bed, she complied, her body feeling hotter. She blushed profusely. Webby loved hearing the rebel duck giving her instructions. It made her feel like an apprentice being lectured by a master-spy, or a slave ducky being ordered around by her master. She lay on the bed face up and looked at Lena waiting for further instruction.

Lena moved to the side of the bed, floating the scarfs behind her. She used one on each of Webby's limbs, magically tying them to each corner of the bed. "If you get worried and want me to untie you then just tell me… actually, you're Webby — you can just use your spy skills or whatever."

Webby could feel the cloth tie her wrists and ankles securely to each corner and she wiggled her tail in anticipation and nervous energy. She nodded at Lena's instructions, but she knew she wouldn't be doing that. She trusted her best friend, and the thought of being totally under her control thrilled her.

The fifth scarf, Lena tied around Webby's face like a blindfold. Lena could see the look of giddy excitement in Webby's eyes at the moment before they were covered. Webby could see nothing but blackness.

The sixth, she put around Webby's neck like… well… like a scarf. Webby felt it wrap around her neck and though she wished it were tighter — tight enough to restrict her breathing — she put her faith in Lena, her sorceress, her teacher, her best friend.

"Lena, I want you to ignore my words…" she said shakily, hoping that she wasn't overstepping her boundaries. "As you said, if I want to be let out I'll use my spy skills, but ignore what I say… if that's okay with you…" she said trying not to sound too demanding.

"Errr… yeah, sure," Lena didn't quite understand why Webby would want to say things she didn't mean. She knew that Webby wasn't a manipulative liar like she had been in the past. But if that's what Webby wanted, she was happy to agree.

Lena skimmed the next few pages of the book. "Okay," she said, "here goes."

With a move of her hands and a quick enchant, Her and Webby’s clothes vanished like mist, leaving them both completely naked.

Webby felt the sudden coldness on her breasts and private parts, along with the bed sheets pressing against her back's feathers, and she also felt the breeze between her legs. She suddenly realized she was so aroused that her pussy lips underneath her feathers have swollen and all her nether regions might be clearly visible. In just one second, she got more exposed than she has ever been to anyone before.

“Oh my-” is everything she managed to let out of her quivering beak.

Lena climbed onto the bed, facing against the headboard, with her crotch just over Webby's face, and lowered herself onto the duckling's mouth. "Lick," she ordered… well, it was more of a suggestion, but she tried to sound authoritative.

Webby shivered, hearing Lena's authoritative tone and feeling the heat resonate from her nether regions. She began to lick obediently, her tongue coating Lena's undersides and prodding her lovely slit.

Lena sighed when she felt Webby's tongue on a place where only her fingers had… toys had explored. She steadied herself by resting her hands on Webby's belly. Noticing Webby's tits perking up above her feathers, she used her thumb to gently rub them.

The younger duck gasped when she felt her best friend touch her sensitive nipples, but as soon as she recovered, she began to lick harder. She found Lena's clitoris and began to suck on it gently. Her private parts throbbed with wet heat.

Lena breathed deeply and bit her lip when Webby's mouth found her most sensitive place. Though she found it difficult to concentrate enough, she managed to use her magic to very slightly tighten the scarf around Webby's neck. Not enough to cause her any difficulty breathing, but enough to remind her it was there. She allowed one hand to stray further down, towards Webby's pussy, but kept it a couple of inches away, wanting her to wait for her relief.

Webby could feel Lena tense up and she continued to tease her clit with her tongue. She felt the scarf on her neck tighten slightly and she moaned, feeling like a pet of sorts, a plaything for a master. She loved it. She wished the scarf was a collar. But more than that, she wished it were tighter. She began to use her beak to press Lena's hole and she started to fuck her deeper with her lips and tongue.

Lena felt her pussy lips being parted and admired her creativity. She used her hand to caress Webby's inner thighs, stroking the soft feathers between her legs, but never getting too near the main prize. The warmth in her nether regions was beginning to intensify, and even though her own experience of this sort of thing was limited, she certainly knew what that meant. Nevertheless, she tried to concentrate on teasing Webby rather than giving in entirely to her own pleasure.

Webby moaned, her body hot and pleading, but she continued with her task licking and sucking deeper and harder, easing and prodding Lena's pussy. Then, an idea formed in Webby's mind. She pulled away from Lena's pussy and began to lick Lena's other hole, tasting its bittersweet and intense flavor for the first time, it was something new and uncommon to her, and Webby definitively enjoyed it.

Lena squealed in surprise at the unfamiliar sensation. Though the sensation of Webby's tongue at her asshole was not at all unpleasant, without a tongue on her pussy, she did feel the imminence of her climax start to ebb away.

She shifted her position slightly so that her pussy was rubbing against Webby's lower beak while Webby kept rimming her asshole. In this new position, her face was directly over the younger duck's pussy. She teased the ducky by softly kissing her thighs.

Webby moaned and writhed, but her restraints immobilized her. She kept the pressure on Lena's clit and explored the insides of her tight anus, lubricating it nicely.

Lena rocked back and forth against Webby's face, humping her beak. There was a build-up and tension in her insides and she could feel her orgasm was not very far away. She lightly bit at Webby's thigh.

Webby moaned at the feeling of teeth on her skin, and worked faster, licking and sucking. When she had been preparing to ask Lena to help with… with… what's-his-name? she had never imagined that she would get this far. Soon they would be the most experienced duckies between them, the boys, her sisters, and friends, and love for Lena pulsed through her being, accompanied by a fiery lust for more.

Lena rocked her hips faster against Webby's face, feeling the ducky's tongue alternating between lapping at her pussy, sucking her clit, and rimming her asshole. With a final grind, she released her tension and shuddered, feeling an explosion of ecstasy rack her body. Her arms virtually crumbled beneath her, making her collapse onto Webby's body. Her concentration lapsed and the magic she'd been using to hold the scarf tight around Webby's neck faded, the scarf falling loose. Her pussy oozed juices, coating Webby's beak, face, and boobs.

The younger duck smiled and felt Lena's juices ooze onto her mouth. She lapped them up greedily, sighing as Lena relaxed onto her body. She felt the scarf loosen, somewhat disappointed.

Lena basked in post-orgasmic bliss for a few moments before hauling herself up. Though Webby couldn't see, she could feel the weight being lifted off her and took the time to clean her lips with her tongue, relishing her best friend's salty sweetness.

Lena climbed off and caught her breath before moving around to the base of the bed. With her hand she plucked a particularly large feather from her tail, wincing slightly at the pinching sensation. She levitated it towards Webby, brushing it gently against her belly.

Just as Webby was about to ask Lena where she'd gone, she felt a light touch on her tummy, and squirmed. Lena moved the feather lightly up Webby's belly and breasts before tickling the parts of her neck not covered by the scarf.

Webby sucked in her breath and wriggled, trying to squirm away from the feather, wiggling around frantically to no avail, her restraints giving her no escape. Her giggles bubbled up as she was tickled all around. "Gah! Stop!!!"

She was sorely tempted to use her ability to release herself. One hand! Just one hand! One hand would be all it would take to bat away that blasted feather! That blessed feather!

Lena almost paused, but remembered that Webby had asked her to ignore her words. If Webby truly wanted this to end, she could release herself with her spy skills. She continued tickling the restrained duck relentlessly, using the feather on her tummy, neck, and inner thighs, and watching her victim squirming and squealing with joyful terror.

Webby started to worry about her bladder — she hadn't relieved herself since leaving Norway. Being tickled until she peed would be so embarrassing, so humiliating, so… so… exciting! She was almost tempted to let go.

Still tickling Webby, Lena positioned herself between the ducky's legs. Once she felt Webby had had enough torture, she raised the feather and dropped it onto her night table, it has done its job. At the same time, she licked the length of the bound duck's pussy with her outstretched tongue, relishing the taste of Webby's juices.

When the feather stopped, Webby panted in relief, only to gasp when she felt Lena's tongue run along her already sensitive parts. She was glad she hadn't peed herself… Lena wouldn't want to lick her then! Or would she? She let out a soft moan, and pulled tight on her restraints, feeling the silk bindings rubbing against her feathers.

Lena flicked lightly at Webby's clit a few times before plunging her tongue as far as it would go inside the girl. She fucked Webby with her tongue, wishing it were longer so she could probe deeper. Violet must know a spell for that! Oh well, another time…

Webby Vanderquack gasped and panted, letting out a few moans as her best friend worked her over with her tongue. "Oh, Lena!" she groaned. She pulled on her arm restraints, wanting to hold onto the back of Lena's head and draw her in closer, but unable to do so.

Lena relished the taste of her partner's juices. Her hands and eyes glowed and the scarf around Webby's neck began to tighten, again not enough to cause her to have trouble breathing. Webby felt the scarf tighten and her not-so-private-now parts grew hotter and wetter. She loved the way Lena was controlling her, and she let out a long moan as the licking continued.

Lena looked up while she licked Webby's pussy. "Nod your head if you can't breathe," she instructed. She kept tongue fucking her while she used her magic to slowly pull on the ends of the scarf, squeezing Webby's neck little by little, gradually putting pressure on her throat.

Webby moaned and as the scarf tightened, her sexual arousal heightened. She felt she was getting close. Very close. "Lenaaaa…"

Lena lifted her head away from Webby's pussy, but kept slowly pulling the scarf with her magic. "Yes, Pink?"

Webby groaned as the feeling of the tongue disappeared from her female parts. "It feels… so gooood…" she moaned, panting slightly and gently rocking her hips in desperation, wanting that tongue back between her hind legs.

Lena tugged the scarf tighter still. "How does that feel?" she asked.

"Mmm… so good…" Webby said, the tug sending jolts of sexual energy to her privates. "Please… please start licking again!"

Lena grinned. "Are you sure? You didn't sound that enthusiastic."

Webby was half-sure that Lena was just teasing, but she begged Lena to continue. "Please, beautiful angel, you're getting me so hot! Please let me cum, Lena! No one can get me as hot as you do! Fuck me with your tongue and choke me!"

For a moment there was no response from her best friend. Webby, still blindfolded, has no idea what was happening. Then Lena bent down and nibbled at her inner thighs, wrapping the scarf even tighter around Webby's neck, beginning to choke her.

Webby gagged a bit, feeling her breathing restricting slightly. She breathed a little harder, but she was getting even more aroused than before. She took a last, deep, wheezing breath as the scarf finally cut off her airway. She nodded her head slightly, reluctantly signaling Lena that the scarf was tight enough.

Lena held the scarf where it was. "I'll let it go when you cum," she purred, then wrapped her lips around Webby's clit, sucking on it and flicking it with the tip of her tongue.

Webby moaned and writhed in sexual excitement. It wasn't very much longer that she felt like she was about to go over the edge. At the point of no return, she gasped Lena's name, trying but failing to suck in more breath.

Lena sucked harder on Webby's clit, holding her thighs apart with her hands. Hearing Webby call her name, she knew she was close to climax and gave the scarf an extra tug while 'biting' down on her clit with her lips.

Webby's head began to swirl with a combination of pleasure and lack of oxygen. She tried to cry out, but her voice failed her, letting out just a tiny squeak as she came hard, her sloppy juices flowing into Lena's waiting mouth.

Lena lapped up Webby's delicious juices and loosened the scarf as promised.

Webby gasped for breath, and was rewarded by the cool flow of sweet, sweet air into her desperate lungs. She shuddered, miniature waves of pleasure coursing through her body while she caught her breath and the last shots of pussy juice kept squirting.

Lena unfastened the scarf that she'd used as a blindfold on Webby, and the one around her neck, and levitated them onto the side of the bed. She rested her head, using the duck's quivering thigh as a pillow. Webby panted and relaxed on the bed, the light hard on her eyes after the darkness. She smiled and began to feel a little drowsy.

After scanning the book for a few moments, Lena lifted her head and grinned at Webby. "This book is about a male and a female, but we're both females. Well, I'm a shadow creature, but… you know what I mean. Maybe we could try something that's not in the book?" With her magic, she opened one of the drawers from her night table, and from there Webby saw how a transparent pink dildo started floating to Lena’s hand.

Despite of Webby’s ‘innocence’ and limited knowledge about the topic, she knew what a dildo was and what was its purpose, she has never used anything but her fingers when pleasuring herself, and as she watched Lena lubing it only using her tongue and drool, she couldn’t stop thinking about how big it looked. It was at least 6 inches length and 1.5 or 2 inches wide, and the head was a bit wider. She positioned the big head of the dildo by the opening of Webby's wet pussy.

Webby looked up, still slightly breathless, finally understanding what not in the book activity was Lena talking about once she saw the dildo touching her pussy’s lips. "Okay, Lena," she said, nodding and trusting that Lena knew what she was doing.

Lena inserted the wide tip and slid the toy, with such difficulty, into Webby's well-lubricated passageway. She pushed the toy with a slow but firm motion until it was all the way in, the broader base of the dildo stretching her Webby’s tight lips.

Since the head started going all the way in, she didn’t stop moaning and panting heavily as she felt her inner walls expand and her vaginal canal got stretched to new limits she wouldn’t have dared to stretch alone. She felt so full and warm. "God Lena…"

Lena started to move her toy in and out of Webby's pussy. She giggled. "Just 'Lena' is enough, Pink. I'm no god."

"Mmmnh!" Webby moaned and rolled her eyes. She began gently moving her hips, fucking herself on Lena’s dildo. Lena thrust with the same rhythm, and her eyes and the toy started glowing, not to lift anything, or perform any complex spell, but just to create a warm glow inside her partner's pussy.

Webby moaned with pleasure, feeling hot and full, and even hornier than before. "Oooh!" She panted and bucked, trying to go faster and create more friction.

Lena reached one hand underneath herself and started fingering her own pussy while she thrust with the toy. She was still dripping wet from her last orgasm, and her fingers slid easily over the moist flesh. She wished Webby could be under her crotch again — wished Webby could witness the pleasure she was causing in her — but at this position, she was able to see her partner’s body, still tied and restrained by her limbs, squirming and thrusting against the toy, and also could see her aroused face as she made a sexy and cute expression while moaning soundly through her open beak. Webby didn’t have to lift her head to feel Lena’s work on her, she closed her eyes and imagined Lena's pussy and asshole, remembering the delicious and addictive taste and smell she just enjoyed some minutes ago.

Webby moaned, the small ridges and detailed veins of Lena's dildo stimulating the undulations of her pussy walls, and getting her closer to orgasm. "Faster, please! Harder!"

"'Faster, beautiful angel,' you mean," Lena corrected, stopping fingering herself, and moving her hand to Webby’s swollen clit, rubbing it and pinching it lightly.

"F–Faster, beautiful angel! Harder, beautiful angel, please!" Webby begged.

Lena rammed her toy as hard and as fast as she could into the restrained duck's aching pussy. Webby gasped and panted, and with a final arch of her back and bite of her lip, she came for the second time all over Lena's face and torso. She felt a wave of warm pleasure radiating all over her body, from the point of her beak to the end of her feet.

Lena knew Webby's pussy was contracting around the dildo, but she kept going, relentlessly pounding at her sensitive, quivering flesh. Webby panted and with a confused glance, wondered what Lena was doing, not that she was arguing with it! Each thrust of that magical toy sent a new ripple of sensual pleasure around her squirming body.

"Wait, I think I know a better position for this," Lena smirked. She untied Webby's restraints and floated her over to the open window, Webby's limbs flailing around as she was transported against her will to the other side of the room, her body was fully exposed from her belly up in the window frame.

"Wha…?!" Webby desperately tried to cover her chest with her arms, but Lena magically moved them and tied her wrists to the frame’s sides with the scarfs, but not common ties, these ones had a magic seal so complex that even Webby couldn’t untie it if she wanted, so she was forced to look outside uncovered at the crowds of people, it was rush hour and some were shopping in the market across the street or just passing by, going for lunch. "Try not to let them know you're here topless and cumming. That would be embarrassing." With that, Lena plunged the dildo back inside the captive duckling from behind.

Webby stared outside, her eyes open wide and her face started blushing a new tone of red, and she desperately tried to not make any move or noise, hoping to avoid any wandering glances.

Lena made the dildo glow with warmth again. She pulled out very slowly before quickly filling Webby up once more. She repeated the cycle of slow withdrawal followed by a quick thrust over and over.

"Mmm-gaaah!" Webby moaned, trying to mute her own cries. Each impact of Lena's toy into her insides made her jump a little, but she tried to look casual, so as not to attract the attention of anyone in the street.

To her misfortune, Violet’s house was in the middle of the Financial District, and some familiar faces use to appear around there. Gandra was on her way to the Tech Market with a cart of science junk from Gyro’s lab and she looked up to see a familiar duck in the window of one of the many houses on the street. Gandra was ready to raise a hand to wave at her “Hi Web…”, but as soon as she realized she was bare naked her cheeks blushed and stopped short to watch carefully.

Webby looked at her and her cheeks turned redder than before, but didn’t say anything, not wanting to bring any more attention. With her nano-tech improved eyes, Gandra used her zoom and X-Ray vision to check what the hell was happening up there, and with that, she watched how Webby’s friend, who had seen some times before but didn’t bother to learn her name, was having fun with Webby’s nether parts under the window frame.

Knowing now that she wasn’t in trouble, but having some extreme fun with her… girlfriend? she vocalized a mute have fun with her beak and finger pointed at her in a cool way with a wink before moving and going on her way again. “Gosh, and I thought I was a risk-taker at that age, huh, teens these days…” Gandra muttered, giggling slightly. “Can’t wait to tell Fenton about this”.

Meanwhile, Lena increased the speed and force of her thrusts.

Webby’s heart was in a complete rush at that moment. Without counting Gandra, she noticed at least other nine passersby who realized the topless duckling girl with a blushed face leaning at a window. All of them stopped short what they were doing, some just kept seeing if what their eyes saw was correct and simply freaked out and tried to avoid looking up again while they returned their walk, some others weren’t too subtle and kept staring for a longer time with a horny glaze, and unluckily she noticed some others who even dared to take their phones out and point the cameras at her. Webby tried to look as unnoticeable as possible, but even containing her moans was really hard at that point. All she wished at that moment is no one else she knew appears around there, but who she recognized a minute later left her froze in place.

Scrooge McDuck was on his way to the glasses shop at the end of the street to buy new ones with discount coupons after losing the glasses he usually wore during their adventure in Norway. For someone his age, he still had a pretty good vision, so good that he was still able to recognize her former-niece-now-daughter when he casually looked up at one of the windows’ houses in the middle of the street.

Luckily for her, his vision wasn’t good enough at the distance to recognize that she wasn’t wearing anything, with her face as red as Huey’s hat at that moment, almost petrified. "Hey, Lassie! What are ya doing up there? Oh, right! that is your friends’ house. Would ya and your friends like to accompany me to get new spectacles right now?” Lena giggled at what she heard, but kept going, trying to bring Webby to a third climax.

"N–No, s-sorry d-dad, we’re b-busy, maybe a-another time!” Webby stammered, she was already bright red and dripping pussy juices into Lena’s toy and hand. Some more people started looking up to see who was Scrooge McDuck talking to and stood still at what they saw, while Webby was desperately trying to keep herself from cumming.

"Are ya sure lad? I got enough free coupons for a second set, maybe you might need them soon lad, even though you’re Webby Vanderquack, you’re my daughter after all" Scrooge happily replied.

Beads of sweat rolled down Webby's face and tried not to curse with all her will, now everyone knew who she was. "Q–Quite sure, d-dad!" She gritted her teeth.

Scrooge tilted his head to the side, curious about her daughter's odd expression, he noticed something was a bit off on her, but without glasses, he couldn’t see what was it clearly. "Okay, have fun with your friends!" he said, walking off and continuing his walk, ignoring the increasing amount of people stopping and standing on the sidewalk, some looking and some others recording the unexpected and sexy show.

Lena withdrew the dildo, moved her head beneath Webby’s crotch, and wrapped her lips around Webby's clit, sucking hard. More juices dripped off her pussy, running down her face. Webby gasped and tried not to show the ecstasy she was feeling inside. She leaned forward to press her beak against her tied left arm, muffling the sounds of the moans and squeals coming from her lips. Lena licked the length of Webby's pussy and kept going further, now teasing her best friend's asshole as deep as she could with all the length of her tongue.

This was it, she couldn’t resist one more second. At that point, she didn’t even care about the twenty-two guys and girls she managed to count that were watching, taking pics, or recording anymore.

Just when she thought her situation couldn't get any more humiliating, May and June turned the corner and walked on the front sidewalk, carrying cameras. “Why don’t we just photograph the Money Bin?” June asked, tired of walking all around the city.

“I’ve already told you: You’ll never win the prize with something that everyone sees every day!” May complained, shaking her head. “If you want to win, we have to capture something unique, authentic, natural, something that no one expects to see and causes an impact so big that it will shock the judges, your contenders, their parents, and everyone present when we project it on the big screen of the Woodchuck Camp!”

Webby’s back arched, looking up as her neck straightened. Her eyes widened and with a final groan and a shudder, she climaxed, her juices flowing down onto Lena's waiting tongue. Lena lapped up every drop of the duckling's cum.

At that moment, two ducklings at the other side of the street managed to snap multiple photos of a very naked and incredibly aroused Webby Vanderquack right when she did the most pleasing facial expression ever and released a sexy moan that was completely audible between the noise of the street. Webby immediately saw her sisters and the camera flash with a look of horror and surprise. May grinned evilly to herself; this was sure to win the Woodchuck photography contest!

Webby's jaw dropped. Her mouth moved, trying to find the words to call out to her sisters, and insist that they destroy those photographs, but language failed her, and she was only able to see how May and June started running back to the Woodchuck Camp, the time was almost over and June was first in the list to present her photos. Webby just wanted to bury her face in her hands in humiliation.

Lena collapsed on the floor in exhaustion. Keeping a restraining spell for so long could be tiring work. Her hands glowed and with a simple move, the silk scarfs around Webby's wrists untied themselves. "Come lie with me," Lena whispered contently.

Webby dropped to the floor and slowly crawled over to Lena, cuddling up to her and nestling into her soft white feathers. She buried her face in Lena's neck, too embarrassed to show her face, but at the same time feeling happy and deeply satisfied.

The ducklings snuggled together while they regained their breath.

Lena yawned loudly. "I hope you’ve learned at least something from this ‘lesson’, Pink."

"Yes, Lena," she agreed, finally daring to show her face.

"Though of course… Dewey is not like us, he’s a male. This first experience may have been of limited use, guys are being built rather differently… down there, but I hope my toy was enough to make you an idea of how it would feel when he plays with his own thing."

Webby had quite forgotten about Dewey during the activity. "Y–yeah, of course."

Lena sighed, resting her head again. After a few moments, she perked up. "Wait... of course!" she exclaimed. "I just remembered Vi told me there’s a book with gender-bending spells in the magic adult section at Duckburg library!"

Webby looked confused. "There’s a magic adult section at the library? I’ve never found it before"

"Violet showed me, you can only access to that place with a secret ritual… and distracting Quackfaster so she doesn’t notice when we enter," Lena sighed, freeing herself from the cuddles and standing up. "We better move if we want to get there before it closes, let’s go Pink!"

Webby raised an eyebrow and grinned with an excited and nervous smirk. Lena helped her stand up, and both left the room, going down the stairs.

Lena almost forgot to make their clothes reappear before leaving the house. Almost.

THE END