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Contains incest (brother/sister), implied incest (father/daughter), pregnancy, implied cuckolding, domination, tentacles (of a sort), and general naughtiness.

 A sequel to Quiet Time, Helena finds herself with a not-totally-unexpected consequence from the tryst with her father. Worried how her mother will react when she finds out, she brings her condition to her father's attention, but an eavesdropper finds out her secret. Will her pregnancy be revealed to her mother before she can come up with a solution?

The second of a series of three stories commissioned for Fyredragon, one more on the way.", "writing": "A Delicate Condition\n\n“Oh, damn…”\n\n\tHelena frowned in dismay as she tugged on her summer blouse, the garment fitting to her body in only the strictest sense of the definition. She had noticed that the blouse had fit her a bit snug just the week before, but she attributed it to the fact that she was still a growing dragoness. This time, however, as she put on the brightly colored outfit, she realized that the blouse was actually tight only around one area. She placed her hands on her belly where the fabric was notably stretched, and felt that it was not only the blouse that was tight; her smooth scales were not quite as slim to her body as they once were. It didn’t take a huge leap of the imagination to figure out what had happened, especially not since the activity between her and her father had increased notably some couple of months back. Coupled with the fact that she had never thought to use any sort of protection, it wasn’t hard to see that one of those nights had resulted in unintended consequences.\n\n\tHelena shook her head as this last thought ran its course through her mind; that wasn’t precisely true. Ropes had made no secret that he was quite the virile creature, and in the moments where his dirty talk would become entwined with his carnal delights, he would express the desire to ‘knock her up,’ as he sometimes put it. She had thought perhaps it was just merely the heat of the moment, rather than a desired result, but as she looked back upon the many couplings they shared together in the recent months, she found she wasn’t quite so sure anymore. He was a pleasure demon, after all, and even though she was his daughter, his own flesh and blood, he had never shown any hesitance in the slightest about being with her…or, come to think of it, any sort of reservations whatsoever. Of course, she wasn’t entirely blameless either; she wasn’t sure if it was the infernal blood that coursed through her veins, or just the heat of the moment, but there had been more than a few times where she had actually called out to her father to impregnate her.\n\n\tAs these thoughts filled her mind in the space of a moment, another thought worked its way to mingle with the rest. She wasn’t actually sure she was pregnant yet; it just seemed rather likely. She reflected that she hadn’t had any bouts of morning sickness that were said to come when one was in the beginning stages of pregnancy, which was the main reason why she thought she could be mistaken. She might have to take a pregnancy test to make sure, but the problem of taking on discreetly entered into her mind; word would get out if she actively purchased some, being a teen dragoness. And taking one from her mother’s supplies, while less risky, posed some even more awkward questions if her mother managed to discover that one was missing. She didn’t relish the idea of either prospect, but a third option was available to her; she could just wait it out and try and hide her condition as best as she could, and let time tell her the truth. She wondered just how long she could get away with it, but it seemed like a much more reasonable short-term solution in her eyes. Putting things off was never really a solution, of course, but if she didn’t have to deal with it now, it was as good as one, for the moment.\n\n\tOne thing was for sure, she thought to herself, was that she would have to corner her father away from her mother and brother and discuss the matter with him in private. If she wasn’t actually pregnant at the moment, the prospect that she could become so was enough of a concern that it needed to be discussed with her dad. She wondered how he would react; a new addition to the family wasn’t something that had even been discussed in the most open of conversations between family members. Well, not that the subject came up as a regular matter of discourse, but there had been no hints at all that she could recall.\n\n\tShe took another moment to try and make herself presentable; for the moment, she could pass as normal, but she wasn’t sure how long that might last. As she pondered her options, she considered that she might be able to catch Ropes tonight sometime, if Fyre and Hisson could be persuaded to partake in their own activities for a time. It would take her a bit of nerve to work up, but if anyone would understand, it would be Ropes.\n\n\tGetting Ropes alone turned out to be easier than Helena had expected. Normally the family kept in close contact with each other if they were all at home, which would make getting some private time without risk of interruption a little problematic. Fortunately, Helena had found an amusing set of videos on the internet a week prior, and once she introduced them to everyone, it led to quite a few bouts of laughter and checking the associated links to find more videos like it. It was hours of entertainment, and being that Helena had seen them before, it was a perfect opportunity to excuse herself to pursue other activities. A little nudge to Ropes to indicate that she desired his company, and it wasn’t long before the demonic puma entered into her room with a smile. That smile quickly turned into an expression of puzzlement as his daughter put her hand on his chest in a warding gesture.\n\n\t“Sorry, dad, but there’s something I wanted to talk about in private,” Helena apologized, knowing that given her and her father’s recent activities, mistaking her invitation as one for another tryst was only natural.\n\n\t“Oh, ah…sorry about that, hon…” Ropes responded with a grin. “You know how I enjoy the time we spend together.” He backed off a little and rubbed the back of his head with one of his paws. “Well now…what’s this about, Helena?”\n\n\t“Well, dad…” Helena began hesitantly, trying to think about how best to phrase things, then in the end settled on a simple gesture. She placed both of her hands around her belly, calling attention to the gentle swell of her belly that was only just hidden by her blouse. The motion wasn’t lost on her father, though it took him a moment or two to realize just what was implied.\n\n\t“Ah. Hmm.” Ropes rubbed his chin a little, then chuckled. “I hadn’t noticed before now…so my little girl is pregnant, hmm?”\n\n\t“H-hey! I don’t know for sure yet!” Helena stammered, blushing a little bit. God, it felt so awkward talking about this to her father! “I don’t really feel any different…well, not really. I’ve heard about how this sort of thing is supposed to feel, but…”\n\n\t“But you’ve noticed some things, and that’s the first conclusion you came to, after what we’ve been doing,” Ropes concluded for her. “Well, it’s only sensible. You’re a little young, but you have demon blood in you. And a pleasure demon’s blood at that.” The puma grinned widely to his daughter and reached around to give her a pat on the ass as he spoke, as if to admire the shapely figure that was born of his loins and that of his dragoness mate.\n\n\t“Yeah, and something else in me, and that’s what caused this problem! Er…I think.” Helena couldn’t help herself; she found herself pressing back against her father, her body feeling so hot and alluring next to his own, the memories of the pleasurable experience she shared with her father coming back unbidden to tempt her. She at least reined herself in somewhat so that she could continue the conversation with her father, a tad annoyed with herself at her distraction. “I haven’t taken a test to make sure, so I don’t really know yet, but if I’m not…er, pregnant…well, there’s a chance I still could get that way if we continue…”\n\n\t“You’re pregnant,” Ropes interrupted, with a tone of finality that stunned Helena.\n\n\t“What? Wait…how could you know?”\n\n\t“Trust me, I know.” The demonic puma winked one pupil-less eye and placed his hand on the belly of his daughter. “There are some gifts that are given to one of my nature. You may learn them in time yourself. But if I use all of my senses and apply them, I can tell when one who has lain with me has had my seed take root.”\n\n\tTo hear the confirmation of her suspicions was both a relief and a cold chill to the dragoness; Helena would not have to purchase a pregnancy test or get one of her mother’s if Ropes was telling the truth in this regard. But the knowledge that she was with child was something she was not completely prepared to face before now. “Oh…oh! Oh no!” She covered her muzzle with her hand in shock, the implications flying through her mind. “What am I going to do?”\n\n\t“Have the egg. Hatch it. It’s the normal way of things,” Ropes said nonchalantly, as if Helena bearing his young was the most natural thing in the world.\n\n\t“Huh?” The simple statement said from her father took Helena back for a moment.\n\n\t“Surely you didn’t think that all the words I spoke to you in bed were idle pillow talk, sweetie?” Ropes smiled to Helena and moved closer to rub his muzzle against her own softly. “You’re as lovely as your mother, and your body is one any hot-blooded male would desire. And my blood runs hottest of them all. Of course I would relish the chance to have you bear my young. To knock you up and know that a father’s love made you blossom into a woman.”\n\n\tThe words that Ropes spoke might have sounded offensive if anyone other than Ropes had uttered them, but Helena knew that he spoke them in earnest, with the tenderness of love and affection, mixed with the lust and passion that was as natural and unyielding as breathing. Her father meant it; he truly meant it. He didn’t see a problem with it at all. And if she was being honest with herself, Helena really didn’t have a problem with it either…save for one detail.\n\n\tNow that she knew the truth of the matter, and as the nuzzles blossomed into something more, she wondered how she would break this to her mother. With all doubt in her mind removed, she knew that she would need to tell her before the situation became more prominent. She surely couldn’t hide it forever.\n\n\tYet…\n\n\tJust one more night. As her doubts gave way to the heated touches and caresses that so often signaled the beginning of blissful passion, she let her worries vanish for the moment to await the love of her father as he worshipped her fertile body in a new light. Let one more night pass so that she could savor the now. There’s time enough yet for worry.\n\n\tNeither father nor daughter noticed a pair of eyes looking into Helena’s room, observing the carnal act. Neither did they hear the door click shut almost inaudibly to give them their privacy.\n\n\t“Good night…” Helena waved with a smile some hours later, when the evening hour was drawing nigh. After the dragoness allowed her worries to be brushed aside some time earlier (with help from her father), she had made sure to make herself presentable before going back to join the rest of her family in enjoying a little bit of socialization. Her missing presence earlier wasn’t questioned; the timing of the situation had been impeccable. The evening had settled into delving into a family game; a deck of cards used to play a game of Speed had resulted in a few challenges and a few laughs. Everyone had won their fair share of games, but it was Hisson that managed to eke out a lead by a very narrow margin, by dint of his expertise in games in general. Helena had promised to beat him in a rematch, before she had caught herself yawning. She realized that she had exhausted herself more than she had thought, and that challenging Hisson when she was fresh was probably a better path to victory. So it was that she announced that she was retiring for the night, to which the rest of her family nodded in acknowledgement.\n\n\tMoving back to her room, she closed the door behind her and eased herself out of her clothing, the blouse once again giving her a little bit of trouble as it caught at her body in awkward ways. The extra effort that she had to put into disrobing once again reminded her of her predicament and the state of affairs she was in. Both of her hands went to her body, hugging her arms around her belly to cradle the new life that was surely growing within her. It felt a little strange, but now that she knew the truth, imagining the child growing inside of her was actually quite a pleasant thought. Once she finally put the whole business of talking to her mother to rest, she would certainly make sure that she would remember and enjoy the experience of having a newborn as much as possible.\n\n\tHer mother…Helena honestly had no idea how she would react once she told her. Her father’s reaction was confusing enough; not at all how she had expected things to go between them. Well, the words, anyways…the physical stuff was quite expected and welcome by now. She couldn’t say for certain, but her gut instinct was telling her that the experience with Fyre would result in a lot more shock and disbelief, once she was told about the new arrival on the way.\n\n\tHelena sighed. She had been so ready to go to bed, and now her mind was awash with possibilities again. Well, nothing for it but to try and relax; she would fall asleep eventually. The dragoness pulled back the comforter that was atop her mattress and got under the covers, making herself quite secure and warm so that she could settle in for the night. After a few tosses and turns to make sure she got herself situated, she felt the exhaustion creeping in once more, making her yawn and causing her eyelids to get droopy.\n\n\tThe last thought that entered into her mind before sleep overtook her was who would her hatchling take after, her or her father, or maybe even her mother; in the back of her mind, she realized that she was actually hoping it would take after her, if it were a girl. For a male…Ropes…or maybe even Hisson, to some degree. The thought made her chuckle a little, just before she closed her eyes and entered into slumber.\n\n\t“Sis.”\n\n\t“Sis.”\n\n\t“Wake up, Sis.”\n\n\tHelena managed to hear the quiet yet insistent voice through the fog of her slumber, and gradually it roused her from her sleep. She woke up to the near pitch blackness of her room, and it took her several minutes to let her eyes adjust enough to see the contents of her room. During that time, the voice that had called her Sis ceased to speak; apparently the owner (who could only be Hisson, Helena thought to herself in a daze) was aware that she had awoken as she stirred in place.\n\n\t“Mmmph…oh geez…what time is it?” She fumbled around a little bit, every effort a chore, and turned to view the dim light of her electronic alarm clock. The digits glowed and displayed the time of 1:50 A.M. and as she focused her gaze on it, the 0 digit changed to a 1 before her eyes, signaling that the late hour was still getting later.\n\n\t“Sis…” the voice that belonged to her brother sounded once again, a little less insistent this time, but still asking her attention.\n\n\t“OK, OK, I’m up, I’m up…” Helena responded, moving one of her hands to begin rubbing her eyes free of the sleepiness that still fogged her clarity somewhat. “What is it, Hisson? It’s late.”\n\n\t“I know,” Hisson said calmly.\n\n\t“Say what?” Helena responded with a puzzled tone of her voice, her eyes just starting to adjust to the gloom.\n\n\t“I know about you and dad.”\n\n\tThis made Helena take notice; the haze of drowsiness that affected her was gone in an instant, with her senses and nerves alert and ready. The night before her eyes finally cleared enough that she could make out the form of her brother, leaning back against the closed door that gave the two of them privacy in that particular moment. “I’m…not sure what you mean…” she said to her brother, not willing to acknowledge anything just let, lest he be mistaken.\n\n\t“You and dad,” Hisson repeated. “I saw you. I heard everything. Yesterday. In your room.” The words were free of any sort of accusatory tone or malice, but instead were spoken in a manner that was curious and hesitant, as if afraid to incite any anger in his sister.\n\n\t“Yesterday?” That certainly sealed the matter; Hisson had pinned down an exact time and place. She was only alone with her father at that one time yesterday…but Hisson had been with Fyre…hadn’t he? “What did you hear? How did you hear?” She sat upright in bed, with her blanket around her chest for modesty, if more for the show of anything than anything else.\n\n\t“You left your door open, sis. I was getting up to head to the kitchen to get some snacks, and I didn’t see you. I wanted to ask if you wanted anything, and I saw your door open a crack.” He moved in the dark, and Helena could make out in the dark that he was fidgeting a bit. “I couldn’t help myself, I peeked in. And once I heard what you were talking about, I couldn’t stop myself from listening more. I heard everything. From the time when he told you that you were pregnant, to when he joined you in bed.” As an afterthought, he added, “I didn’t see beyond that; I closed the door.”\n\n\tHelena realized then how careless she had been; she thought she had been clever in getting her father alone, but she hadn’t followed up on her precautions. She was so preoccupied with the moment that she hadn’t realized that her father hadn’t closed the door completely behind him after he entered. As she mused over this, she decided that she would add some illumination to the room by turning on the small desk light near the side of her bed. Clicking on the light caused her eyes to squint for the moment as the sudden addition of light hurt her vision for a moment, but it only took her a little while to adjust; the light wasn’t that bright, after all.\n\n\tIn the new light, she could see her brother; he too was covering his eyes for a moment, letting his vision adjust to the new surroundings. Hisson had taken after his father rather than his mother in form and appearance; while there were traits of Fyre in his likeness, Hisson was born a puma like his father, and just like Helena, there were demonic traits in his bloodline. In the new light, Helena could see that just like her father, Hisson had opted to come to her room without clothing. This was not unusual for Hisson; he usually only wore clothes when required to do so, in accordance with his father’s own mannerisms. Helena knew that Hisson was being ‘trained’ by his father as well to make use of the demonic powers that were granted by his heritage, and though Helena often didn’t see the results of his tutelage, she knew he was enjoying learning about his newfound abiities.\n\n\t“So…you heard all that, huh?” Helena commented in a somewhat defeated tone; the secret was out, apparently, for all that she had tried to hide it. “Damn it…so much for keeping things quiet.” She paused for a moment, then looked into her brother’s eyes. “Have you told mom about this?”\n\n\tHisson uncovered his eyes to see the sight of his sister looking at him expectantly for an answer. He looked back into her eyes and shook his head slowly. “No…I didn’t say anything to anyone. I’m not a snitch. You’re my sister. I have to look out for you.” \n\nHisson said these words with such clarity and feeling that Helena didn’t doubt the truth of his words. He cared for her, true enough, but in a way that wasn’t stuffy or overbearing. They were friends as well as siblings, and it wasn’t the first time that the two shared a secret between them…although there had never been a secret as important as this one before now.\n\nHelena breathed a sigh of relief and said silent thanks under her breath, then looked to Hisson curiously. “Well…thanks for that. I’m not sure what I’m going to do yet, but I’m thinking. I’ll figure something out.” She then did a double-take for a moment, and re-appraised her brother. “Hang on a second. It’s nearly 2 in the morning, Hisson. You could have waited to talk to me tomorrow morning or something, when we were alone. Is something going on?”\n\nHelena knew that she had hit the mark with her words; immediately after speaking them, Hisson averted his gaze from her own, looking this way and that in a minor stalling action before answering. Clearly, he was nervous about something. “Weeeelllll…there is something. Something I couldn’t talk with you about later on. Or rather…something I DIDN’T want to discuss with you later.” He took a moment then to check the door behind him hastily; apparently he didn’t want to make the same mistake that his sister had made in leaving the door open a crack. The door was closed securely and to Hisson’s satisfaction, however, and he turned back to Helena with a sheepish grin on his muzzle. “Sorry, I just wanted to make sure that we had privacy.”\n\n“Bro, it’s gonna be 2 in the morning. I’m pretty sure we’re the only ones up at this hour right now.” Helena considered her statement for a moment, then corrected herself. “OK, maybe they’d be up if mom and dad were having one of their passionate moments, but we probably would have heard the moans by now. But go ahead. What’s so important?”\n\n“Can I feel it?”\n\n“What?”\n\n“Can I feel it,” Hisson reiterated.\n\n“Feel what?”\n\n“Your belly. I want to feel the life growing inside of you,” Hisson stated with a slight blush.\n\n“That’s it?” Helena was stunned by the odd yet non-threatening request. “Well…yeah, I guess. I suppose. That’s all?”\n\n“Weeeelllll…” Hisson stated again, “There could be more. But I want to see something first. Please?”\n\n“I’m naked, you know…” Helena stated simply, more as a statement of fact then as a warning.\n\n“Well, so am I. It’s not the first time, sis. Come on, as a favor to me? Please?\n\nHelena sighed a bit. He had kept the secret even though she hadn’t asked him, and there were enough favors owed between them that she didn’t really have real excuse to deny him. “OK, OK. Come here. I’m too tired to get out of bed.” As she spoke, she flipped up the covers that kept her modest, tossing them firmly to the side to reveal her curvy body to him in its entirety, from neck to tailtip.\n\n“Cool!” Hisson exclaimed with a grin and left the edge of the room to cross over to where Helena’s bed was. She knew that his eyes were on her and her body, but it was the truth; she wasn’t quite as apt to be naked around the house, but there were occasions where she walked around without clothing. She knew her brother often got an eyeful whenever she moved around the house this way, but given his heritage, it was kind of expected, in a way. Within moments, he hopped onto the foot of the bed near Helena’s ankles and tail, giving her a few inches of space while he looked her over. “…you’re sure it’s all right?” he queried cautiously, looking up into her eyes once more.\n\n“Well, you’re here, aren’t you? And truthfully, I don’t mind…my belly is going to get bigger after this point, so I guess it feels a little less awkward this way. I will admit, I’m still a little curious, though,” Helena answered, stretching herself out to make her body more available.\n\n“That’s kind of the whole point. I’m curious too.” Hisson moved up to crawl up Helena’s body a bit, easing himself along her side while reaching out his hand. He didn’t place his fingertips along her belly right away, but first stroked her tail in a reassuring gesture that was meant to calm the dragoness down. It was a tactic he had used before, and it was effective; Helena gave a little rumbling purr and settled back a bit, giving a little reflexive curve of her tail. Moments after, Hisson laid his body down on the bed next to hers, and with an easy touch, began to stroke the slight swell of her belly, playing with the smooth curve of her scales.\n\nAs Hisson satisfied his curiosity, Helena reflected for a brief moment on her brother. So very much like his father; about the only differences physically was the reddish hue of his fur and the slight draconic build that was featured mostly on his chest region. He carried no wings from his mother, nor did his tail reflect any dragonic heritage; he was a demonic puma in just about every facet of his features. He was young, but he was already quite handsome, and easy to get along with. She loved her brother; he was never cruel or mean to her, and always willing to listen. He did have his occasional odd and quirky moments, but they just made him more endearing, because he never meant anything by them. Just like now; apparently, he was just curious about what it meant to have a new life growing inside a female.\n\n“Ah…ah! I can feel it!” Hisson exclaimed suddenly. “Just like dad!”\n\n“Huh? What?” Helena was sparked out of her reverie by the sudden outburst. “What are you talking about?”\n\n“I was listening in on your conversation, remember? Dad said that if he focused his senses, he could tell. I was wondering if I could too…I wanted to see.” He rubbed over her belly a little more, touching and caressing her soft swell. “And I also wanted to see what it felt like to stroke a pregnant girl’s belly, of course.”\n\n“Aaaaahh…” Helena responded with a knowing nod. “So this was a test of your demon powers?”\n\n“Yeah…I hope you don’t mind. I wanted to see if I could pick something up on my own.” He smiled to her, then leaned his muzzle close to softly rub over her belly, giving it a little kiss soon after. “It’s amazing…my sis is going to have a hatchling. Wow. That’s cool.”\n\nThe actions of her brother made Helena surprised; she had no idea that he felt the way he did about her current condition. It seemed like everyone in her family wanted her to savor this pregnancy. The only one who didn’t know was her mother, but…would she feel the same way? “Yeah, I guess…I didn’t plan on it, of course, it just happened. Dad is…well, he’s very…” She blushed as she tried to find the right words. “Persuasive? Tempting? Well…he knows what he’s doing. Perhaps too well.”\n\n“He can’t help it, sis, you know that…” Hisson said with a smile. “As he’s so fond of saying, he’s a pleasure demon.” He then turned to look at his sister once more, with a soft grin. “I am too, you know. And so are you, in part. It’s who we are.”\n\n“Yeah, I know….” Helena responded with a smile. “Believe me, I don’t regret where we come from. We’re a family, right bro?” She reached down and gently scratched her brother’s head between his ears.\n\n“Right, sis.” Hisson answered with a chuckle, then to Helena’s surprise, Hisson reared his head up slightly and met her hand with his muzzle, rubbing against it in turn and giving her fingers a soft lick. He continued to rub his head and muzzle against her outstretched hand as she held it out in puzzlement, and Helena could think of nothing else to do but just continue to curl her fingers to lightly caress his muzzle. She realized, belatedly, that her condition and the proximity of his body to hers had triggered something in him, and he was reacting; whether it was consciously or unconsciously, she didn’t know, but it was a side of him that she hadn’t seen before now, and she wasn’t entirely sure what she should do…or even if she should do anything at all.\n\nThe decision was made for her in the next space of moments, as Hisson’s actions developed into something more. Taking Helena’s caresses as an invitation, Hisson shifted his body carefully, moving it from merely being along his sister’s side to instead perch his body atop of hers. In that same motion, he moved his muzzle from that caressing hand and brought it down to begin nuzzling the dragoness along her neck, the heat of his body becoming all too evident as it was pressed against her. “Sis…” he breathed into her ear, his voice husky with arousal and interest, before he planted his tongue over the soft scales of her neck, licking her slowly.\n\n“Hisson?” Helena asked hesitantly, wondering if he would still respond to her words, as much as he seemed to be reacting to her and the moment. She had little doubt as to what was on his mind at the moment, but he had never approached him in this manner before now.\n\n“Please?” That word again, but this time uttered with lust and longing. “Please, sis…I can’t help myself…I want you. You’re already pregnant…I won’t complicate things any further if we indulge. Please?”\n\nShe could sense his need, his arousal…even before she felt the sheath thicken with his arousal to press against her bare scales, even before she saw the two dimensional tendrils that were inherited by him from his father phase into being. He wanted this…she wasn’t sure for how long he had wanted her, if it was a recent thing or if he had intended this for some time, but she knew he was earnest. And…he was right. She was already pregnant. Ropes was the father. If Hisson were to indulge in her body, there would be no consequences that would result from it. If anything, it was the perfect opportunity for him to broach the subject with her.\n\n\tMore to the point…he was turning her on. She was no dragoness of stone; her body was responding to his closeness, his touches, and as his body awoke to the possibilities underneath him, she could scent his musk as well, so much like that of his father, but unique enough to Hisson himself. His fur felt warm and inviting against her naked body, and the form underneath the fur was soft yet firm, with the strength and vigor of youth. In the back of her mind, Helena realized that she was no longer tired; somewhere in the middle of this conversation and the resulting touches, she had risen to full awareness, and it would be some time before she could even think about getting back to sleep. Before she was even aware of it, she felt Hisson’s back underneath the touch of her fingers; she had moved her arm around him to hold him without thinking.\n\n\tHisson continued to softly rub against his sister, his body pressing to hers with only a fraction of his weight. He breathed hotly against the smooth scales of her neck, his muzzle open slightly. It occurred to Helena that her brother was waiting for an answer from her; that he would cease his actions the moment that she denied him. But if he was waiting for her, he was certainly not idle; the puma pressed his muzzle closer for a moment and pressed his teeth to her neck, the tender pressure of his fangs only just barely felt. The gesture was clear; a love bite, not meant to injure, but to signal desire and longing. The soft nibble was enough to send a tingle through Helena’s body, from her neck to the very tip of her tail, which started to sway back and forth on the bed in response. It was this that finally made the decision for Helena. She moved her other hand up to lightly push Hisson’s muzzle away from her neck, leaving the young puma a little puzzled for a moment, until he realized that Helena was merely trying to look at him once more.\n\n\tFor a moment, the two were locked in that position. Hisson remained still, his body tense as it lay there with his sister, the puma almost certain that at any moment, his sister was going to tell him to go back to his room and to never speak of this again. Helena held her brother by the waist and placed her hand on the side of his muzzle, a gentle touch for a gentle moment. Two sets of green eyes stared deeply into one another; Hisson’s emerald-hued orbs that he had partially inherited from his mother, and Helena’s, green and snake-like to demonstrate her draconic heritage. The two held each other’s gaze, but it was Helena who spoke. “I love you, Hisson. But try to keep quiet, all right? The last thing we need is to wake up mom and dad.”\n\n\tHisson started for a moment, slightly surprised. “Does that mean…?”\n\n\t“Yes, it does. But I’m serious. No loud noises, agreed?”\n\n\tHisson grinned widely and nodded, all too eagerly. “Agreed!” He then smiled impishly and moved his head close to kiss Helena on her muzzle. “I’ll hold to the bargain, but I wonder if you will…”\n\n\t“Heh, you sound just like dad, you know thaaaAAAHHH!” Helena quickly stifled her exclamation of surprise as Hisson took the initiative in that moment and sank his uncut puma cock into her pussy, her brother finally applying his weight in a manner that would pin her down against the bed. Hisson’s cockflesh was thick and firm; she could feel his meat spreading her inner walls around his girth, and each inch that vanished into her soft tunnel made her grit her muzzle tightly to avoid moaning loudly in pleasure. She couldn’t help but emit some noise, however; a muffled “mmmmph” greeted Hisson’s ears as he sheathed his spear inside of her. The hand around his waist gripped a patch of fur tightly, both in a reaction to his intrusion and to hold on for the ride she knew she was about to get.\n\n\t“I’m sorry, sis? What was that? I couldn’t hear you…” Hisson said smugly as he pressed himself closer to the warm body underneath him, his hands moving to brace himself against the dragoness as he worked himself into position. The feeling of his sister’s pussy surrounding his cock was even better than he had imagined; the demonic blood in him was beginning to stir to the fore, calling to him urges that had heretofore been silent. Helena could sense it; already he was becoming more confident, more sure, and definitely more formidable. The tendrils that had materialized along his back were undulating and curling in the air, the spades that adorned the very tips curling and flexing as if eager to be used. His gaze remained fixed on his sister, looking into her eyes, that gaze penetrating and smoldering with lust. “You’ll have to speak up…that is, if you can even form the words.” Hisson purred to her in a low rumbling tone, and began to move with purpose, his hips rearing back and plunging forward to sink his member back into his sister once more.\n\n\tHelena arched her body back against the bed as Hisson sank his shaft back into her core, the pleasure coursing through her body like wildfire. The dragoness hissed through her clenched lips, trying to keep from sounding out too loudly, but it was clear enough that her brother had taken her words as something of a challenge, and was intentionally trying to make her sound out against her will. Was he TRYING to get them caught? It was too late now to make any protests, however; she could sense the same hunger and lust in her brother as when she slept with her father, and she knew that anything she tried to say to him would just spur him on more. She would just have to try and hold herself back as much as she could, but with Hisson on top and controlling the pace, she didn’t know if she could…if he was anything like his father, it would be difficult at best.\n\n\tThe movements between the two siblings were steady and measured, with Hisson taking his time to enjoy a moment which might never come again. The puma hoped this wouldn’t be the case, but he was going to make the most of the gift that he was given. He watched her as he took her body with his own, watched her as he penetrated the sister that he had so often laid eyes on with barely concealed longing, and as she did her best to keep the sounds from escaping her muzzle, he knew what he had to do. He had to stoke her fire, he had to break down her defenses and give her a ride she would never forget. He had to give her such pleasure that she would long for it once more, that she would not deny him if he ever asked this of her again. The thoughts struck his mind with such clarity that he didn’t think to question if it was his demonic heritage or his own mortal desires that spurred them on; he welcomed them without a second’s hesitation. His grip tightened on his sister then, his grip strong and sure, bracing himself with both arms so that he had complete leverage to do what he wished; one hand placed on his sister’s shoulder, while the other managed to get a pawful of her ample breast, openly squeezing and molesting her tit and nipple as the other began to gyrate and sway enticingly on her young body. His tail, which had been lashing to and fro in excitement, swept around and took hold of Helena’s ankle, entangling it in a firm yet gentle hold as he began to piston himself inside of his sister.\n\n\tHelena felt the shift in motion instantly, the rocking movements of her brother changing from tender to determined, and the change sparked another electric current to shoot through her body, the dragoness hissing loudly in spite of herself. She liked it rough; Ropes had always knew to drive her body to the edge of pleasure and beyond, and somehow her brother had keyed in on this as well. Her hand gripped tighter on Hisson’s fur, oblivious to the thought that she might somehow be hurting him by the action, the surge of arousal and delight she was feeling washing any such notions away from her mind. The heat of the moment was gripping her, filling her, washing away her worries and replacing them with growing desire and hunger. Her thighs slowly parted and encircled the thrusting waist of her brother, her grip gentle at first, but tightening around his torso as the puma’s motions began to jar her in place. The new position made her body even more accessible to her brother, who continued to grind against her, hip to hip, cock to pussy, the smell of sex growing thick in the air as the two siblings each felt their arousal grow stronger.\n\n\t“It’s so much like with dad, but so different,” thought Helena, looking into her brother’s visage, so anxious and yet so determined at the same time. “He’s a beast…but he’s careful, too…” She could feel his touch at her chest, exploring with all the enthusiasm of a young male, but reading her body, learning the places to touch which would evoke the most delight from his sister. Every time she arched her back, every time she couldn’t silence herself completely, the puma picked up on it, and remembered exactly what he did to make her groan. Hisson wasn’t immune to his own tactics, however; as he plunged his uncut rod into the tight confines of the dragoness underneath him, he growled and moaned in delight, the pleasure causing himself to forget his promise momentarily in the heat of the moment. The air was becoming charged, the atmosphere electric, as the two learned each other’s bodies for the first time.\n\n\tHelena closed her eyes for a moment, leaning her head back against the soft mattress that rocked and squeaked in time with the rhythmic motion of the two siblings. With her eyes closed, she could feel every part of Hisson’s body in clearer detail, and the thick shaft that speared her over and over became like a lance into her very core. She absorbed these sensations with heavy gasps of breath from her open muzzle, but when she opened her eyes once more, she found that her view of Hisson was partially obscured by the presence of his two tendrils, the lengths presented right in front of her. What she could see of Hisson showed that he was looking intently at her, his own muzzle open slightly as he panted. “Awww…you ruined the surprise…” he chastised her teasingly, though years of knowing Hisson clued Helena into the fact that her brother was actually a bit embarrassed at being caught. What Hisson meant by a surprise became clear in the next moment, as the twin tendrils of the puma began to change form before her eyes. In moments, the spade-like tips of the extradimensional appendages had shifted to become twin phalluses, formed to match the one that was taking advantage of her exposed body with each well-placed thrust. The dual cock-tentacles remained positioned above Helena’s muzzle, the same muzzle that still panted and groaned as Hisson bucked against her. “Mmmmph…a little something…to help muffle the sounds…” Hisson explained with a mischievous grin, moving one of the tendrils to lightly stroke against the side of Helena’s muzzle.\n\n\tThe dragoness blinked once as she took in this new development, then giggled softly, a giggle that was short-lived as another spike of pleasure shot through her body. Still, she shook her head a little and moved one of her hands to lightly grasp the tendril farthest from her muzzle, her touch light and tender. “God, Hisson…aaah…sometimes you can…can be so…oooooh…so corny…” she managed to stammer out haltingly, her toes curling and uncurling to flex in the air around her brother’s waist. She knew what Hisson wanted; she stroked her brother’s length back and forth slowly, working her digits up to the phallus at the very tip, while her long neck arched up to bring her lips to the tip of the tentacle in front of her. “Come here…sis will take care of you,” Helena purred lustfully, extending her tongue to give the head a series of slow licks, curious to see if her brother reacted the same way her father did. When she saw the resulting shivers that coursed through the puma’s frame, she had her answer. She opened her muzzle wider, just enough to ease the cocktip past her lips, and began to bathe the organ in her maw with attention, alternating between tasting her brother with her tongue and sucking at his phallus outright.\n\n\t Helena could only handle one phallus at a time into her muzzle, but what she could manage left Hisson in a state of distraction that nearly caused him to lose control. Unbeknownst to the dragoness, this was the first time that Hisson had experimented with his tendrils in this manner, and the puma was unprepared for the additional sensations that flowed through his body. Even when he adjusted his senses to welcome the new source of pleasure, the feeling of delight at mating with two cocks instead of one was enough to bring him to the edge. The touch of his sister along the third tendril was pleasant as she did her best to paw him off, but it was a paltry sensation next to the feeling of the dragoness eagerly giving him head as he sank himself balls-deep into the female underneath him. As much as the pleasure continued to build in his body, he was determined not to lose control until he had broken his sister and made her succumb to a mind-numbing climax, the puma tempering his pace a little so that he could stave off his orgasm just a little longer, trying not to think of just how hot this situation was making him. He was screwing his sister, and she was sucking him off…stroking him off…groaning in pleasure that HE was giving her. He no longer cared about whether he was discovered now by his father or his mother; he had to have Helena, he had to make her his, at least for this one night. Not content to let Helena do all the work, and eager to share his body with his sister as much as he could, the cock in her muzzle began to thrust of its own accord; slowly at first to make sure that she could handle the extra movements with no trouble, but then faster as he gained confidence, his special tentacle demonstrating a few special tricks as it writhed and squirmed in Helena’s muzzle, fighting against her tongue as much as yielding to it, with the pre of his arousal wetting her tongue to show that the tentacle-cock was just as virile as the one thrusting inside of her in all respects.\n\n\tHisson wasn’t the only one who had forgotten the dangers of being discovered; Helena’s muffled moans through her suckling mouth were getting louder, more insistent, the dragoness feeling her release on the rise. The ambient sounds were increasing in intensity as well, the creaking of the bedsprings growing louder and the bedposts knocking against the wall behind her; a somewhat gentle tap as the bed was not totally pressed against the wall, but loud enough to resonate within the room. With her muzzle occupied, she could not remind Hisson of their agreement, but neither would she stop her sucking or her stroking to warn him off. She was too close to her peak, too near that plateau of ecstasy to even dream about doing anything to deny herself that reward. Instead of slowing her pace or making any sort of movements to prolong the moment, she spurred him on instead, her stroking palm working faster along his phallus from base to tip, moving his foreskin around rapidly to make him groan and pant aloud, while her tongue teased over his cumslit for a moment before sucking his tentacle-cock down into her throat, trying to swallow him as much as possible. She could feel that it was almost too much for him by the way his body tensed up for a moment, but admirably, he held on, demonstrating willpower that she didn’t suspect he had.\n\n\t“Oh dear god, Helena…aaaah…how…aaa…no, don’t stop…mmmmm…” Hisson moaned out, watching the outline of his tentacle-cock as it slipped down into Helena’s throat, the motion of the thrusting showing the progress of the shaft each time she swallowed it down. It was maddening for the puma; Helena must have learned some tricks from her father, or else her own demonic blood was giving her skills to match his own. He wasn’t sure if she was trying to outmatch him in sexual skill, but she was certainly driving him insane with lust and pleasure. He was no longer sure if he desired Helena’s pleasure, or his own…it all ran together in a jumble of feelings that threatened to overwhelm him. The pleasure demon in him was screaming to take her, to use her, to plant his seed inside of her, whatever the cost, but the mortal in him, the brother, was determined to share the moment with her, to take the most from this union to hold dear. It was an internal war that raged as he thrust fiercely into his sister, the mental struggle not halting his incestual fucking for even a moment. Just as he felt that last vestige of restraint beginning to slip, the decision was made for him, the body underneath his tensing up just as his had just a moment ago.\n\n\tShe finally reached it…the height of pleasure that she had been climbing towards, that had spurred her on past the need for secrecy…it hit her, and it hit her full force. Helena felt the rise of pleasure, and her body gained unnatural strength as it arched from the mattress, straining against her brother, her draconian body lithe and beautiful in the throes of her raging orgasm. Her mouth and throat uttered as much of a scream as they could manage, a howl that continued on as a continuous keening sound, but was ultimately muffled by the thick meat that spread her muzzle and throat as it continued to thrust inside of her maw. Her pussy clenched and rippled around his invading member, the firm flesh being bathed in a slippery yet sticky concoction of her feminine nectar, making his veined shaft slicker inside of her rippling and quaking passage, gripping his cock in a desperate plea to have him cum with her. She moved both hands to his other tendril, cradling it suddenly to her bosom, her heavy breaths helping to rub the organ against her cleavage as she used both hands to stroke it quickly, lost to the sensations that were assaulting her from all sides. She wanted it…she wanted all of it…her eyes rolled up into the back of her head for a moment as the only thought that ran through her mind was of being baptized in her brother’s seed.\n\n\tFor the puma, this was the trigger that he had sought, the signal that allowed him to finally give himself over to total release. In an almost instinctual motion (perhaps a moment of self-preservation), Hisson closed his body completely with Helena’s, forcing her back against the bed as he pressed his muzzle to the cushions just to the side of her head. He managed to do this just before a roar of triumph and finality escaped his throat, his own exultation at reaching his peak muffled in much the same way as his sister’s, keeping what would have been an unmistakable giveaway as to the sibling’s activities from escaping the room. The rest of his body, heedless of the close call that had just been thwarted, responded to his climax in a different way. He could feel it churning inside of his body, the virile fluid coursing through his trio of cocks, seeking to escape his body at last and join with the luscious dragoness beneath him. In a synchronous moment, each one of his surging phalli began to pulse as thick, sticky jets of semen shot through his flesh, emerging from his three slits in continuous waves. Though he couldn’t see it with his head to the side, he could feel everything; the sensation of his sister’s cleavage and tits being soaked through to the scales with his musky jism, the feeling of Helena moaning and purring through her clenched lips as she swallowed his seed down her throat and gullet…but he experienced a special thrill as he shot his load inside of his sister’s pussy and womb, sending his own potent brew of fertile swimmers into the home that housed Helena’s growing egg. The image of his seed drenching the forming hatchling as it saturated his sister’s womb flitted through his mind for a brief moment, an image that caused him to shudder with the potency of that inner fantasy.\n\n\tBrother and sister remained locked together in just that fashion, Helena pinned down to the bed as she willingly accepted his seed into both her muzzle and sex, her twin hands slowly stroking the shaft in her cleavage as it soaked her through and through. Hisson felt the sensations coursing through him too keenly to want to move, even after the initial surge of pleasure had faded to a dull tingle, the aftershocks proving to be pleasant enough in itself, especially with Helena stimulating his other tendril with the delicate stroking of her fingertips. Eventually, the puma had no more to give, and when he felt his reserves run dry, he at last ventured the will to ease himself back from his sister, both to take stock of the situation, and to admire his handiwork.\n\n\tHelena was still suckling at his spent member with her muzzle, her lips and chin slightly sticky with the residue that she couldn’t immediately swallow down in time. Though there was no more of the precious fluid to be gained from the source, the dragoness artfully circled her tongue around the flesh inside of her maw, cleaning it as best as she could while trying to suck the dregs from the cumslit at the tip. Panting as he slowly recovered his energies, Hisson slowly extracted his tentacle-cock from his sister’s muzzle, leaving a slight trail of saliva and cum clinging to Helena’s lips as it exited. From there, he reformed his tendril tip into the normal spade that was the neutral form of the appendage. He kept his other tendril in its current form, as he watched his sister toy with the organ; he could see where his cum had spilled onto her form, most of the collection of semen remaining inside of her cleavage and onto her busty breasts, but some had managed to leak down the sides of her body to collect onto the sheets underneath. The trickle was nothing compared to the mess between both siblings’ legs, however; the sheets were a mess of their conjoined fluids, the scent of sex unmistakable as the combined juices stained the bedsheets with their musk.\n\n\t“Mmmph…guess we’ll have to do a little laundry before mom and dad wake up…” Hisson panted once he had retrieved his breath.\n\n\t“And crack a window, I’m sure…” Helena added, her nostrils flaring guiltily as she picked up the ambient scent.\n\n\t“Ahh…can’t we just wait a little longer? I don’t want to move just yet,” Hisson complained, hating the thought of separating from his sister in the throes of the sweet afterglow.\n\n\t“Well…for a little while longer, I guess. But it’s…2:30 AM now,” Helena observed, turning her head towards the alarm clock. “And we better take care of it before we fall asleep and forget all about it. I’m starting to get tired again,” she admitted.\n\n\t“OK, in a bit. I promise, I won’t forget.”\n\n\t“Oh? Like your promise not to make noise?” Helena teased.\n\n\t“H-hey! That was as much you as it was me, sis!” Hisson retorted with a grin.\n\n\t“Yeah, yeah, don’t rub it in. Next time, we’ll see who can keep their voice under wraps,” Helena said with a return chuckle.\n\n\t“Next time…she said next time…” Hisson thought to himself, his heart leaping a little in his chest, but although he caught the implied implications, he did not voice them outright. He remained sitting with Helena, pressed atop her, just feeling the soft rise and fall of her chest underneath her, enjoying the moment…at least until he managed to catch Helena’s slight frown.\n\n\t“What’s wrong, sis? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Hisson asked worriedly, the thought that perhaps he might have been a little too rough creeping into his mind.\n\n\t“No, no…you were great, Hiss…but…” Helena removed one of her hands from Hisson’s remaining tentacle-cock and gripped one of her pillows with her claws. “…it still doesn’t really solve anything with mom. I gotta figure out some way to break the news.”\n\n\t“Yeah…” Hisson responded, his own mind drifting to the current situation now that the fog of lust had lifted. The two sat there together for a moment longer, and then a curious expression came over the puma’s visage. “Hey, Helena…”\n\n\t“Yes?”\n\n\t“You trust me, right? I mean, you know I won’t tell mom about your condition?”\n\n\t“Sure, Hisson, I trust you…you’ve kept my secrets in the past,” Helena admitted with a soft smile.\n\n\t“Welllll…I might have a way to work things out. But I can’t tell you how. You just got to trust me, OK?” Hisson queried with a cryptic smile.\n\n\t“You can’t tell me? But…” Helena began, but when she saw Hisson’s face start to form a pained expression, she let the question trail off. “…OK, whatever you can do to help would be great, bro. I’m not complaining. I just wish I could see how you’re going to make things better without telling her about me.”\n\n\t“You let me worry about that. For now, I guess we should start cleaning things up,” Hisson offered, eager to change the conversation before it could get any more detailed on the subject.\n\n\tThe two siblings set about cleaning up the room after separating from one another, each fixed on the task at hand as a thought focused in each of their minds. Helena’s thoughts were of why her brother would want to keep his plan secret from her, and Hisson’s thoughts were of just how things might go wrong, and how it was best to keep Helena’s involvement out of it. After all…even though it might help her, she still might not approve in the end.\n\n\t“Where’s dad?”\n\n\t“He got a call out on business, he’ll be back tomorrow. You all right, son? You look like you’re a little tired,” Fyre offered, concerned for her boy’s health.\n\n\t“O-oh, yeah, I’m OK, just woke up in the middle of the night, had a hard time getting back to sleep,” Hisson admitted, in a statement that was close enough to the truth so as not to be a lie…not really.\n\n\t“Ah, yes, I think we’ve all had that happen before. Maybe you should take a nap?” Fyre asked with a slight nod, turning away from her son so that she could put some of her summer clothes into the appropriate drawers in her room.\n\n\tThe slight click of the door closing and locking was missed by Fyre as her attention was distracted by her task, nor did she see Hisson approaching her from behind, his gaze intent on his mother. “I’m fine, mom…sleep is the last thing on my mind right now,” he stated simply, as his erection began to stir. “Actually…there’s something I want to share with you…something big...”\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A Delicate Condition

“Oh, damn…”

\tHelena frowned in dismay as she tugged on her summer blouse, the garment fitting to her body in only the strictest sense of the definition. She had noticed that the blouse had fit her a bit snug just the week before, but she attributed it to the fact that she was still a growing dragoness. This time, however, as she put on the brightly colored outfit, she realized that the blouse was actually tight only around one area. She placed her hands on her belly where the fabric was notably stretched, and felt that it was not only the blouse that was tight; her smooth scales were not quite as slim to her body as they once were. It didn’t take a huge leap of the imagination to figure out what had happened, especially not since the activity between her and her father had increased notably some couple of months back. Coupled with the fact that she had never thought to use any sort of protection, it wasn’t hard to see that one of those nights had resulted in unintended consequences.

\tHelena shook her head as this last thought ran its course through her mind; that wasn’t precisely true. Ropes had made no secret that he was quite the virile creature, and in the moments where his dirty talk would become entwined with his carnal delights, he would express the desire to ‘knock her up,’ as he sometimes put it. She had thought perhaps it was just merely the heat of the moment, rather than a desired result, but as she looked back upon the many couplings they shared together in the recent months, she found she wasn’t quite so sure anymore. He was a pleasure demon, after all, and even though she was his daughter, his own flesh and blood, he had never shown any hesitance in the slightest about being with her…or, come to think of it, any sort of reservations whatsoever. Of course, she wasn’t entirely blameless either; she wasn’t sure if it was the infernal blood that coursed through her veins, or just the heat of the moment, but there had been more than a few times where she had actually called out to her father to impregnate her.

\tAs these thoughts filled her mind in the space of a moment, another thought worked its way to mingle with the rest. She wasn’t actually sure she was pregnant yet; it just seemed rather likely. She reflected that she hadn’t had any bouts of morning sickness that were said to come when one was in the beginning stages of pregnancy, which was the main reason why she thought she could be mistaken. She might have to take a pregnancy test to make sure, but the problem of taking on discreetly entered into her mind; word would get out if she actively purchased some, being a teen dragoness. And taking one from her mother’s supplies, while less risky, posed some even more awkward questions if her mother managed to discover that one was missing. She didn’t relish the idea of either prospect, but a third option was available to her; she could just wait it out and try and hide her condition as best as she could, and let time tell her the truth. She wondered just how long she could get away with it, but it seemed like a much more reasonable short-term solution in her eyes. Putting things off was never really a solution, of course, but if she didn’t have to deal with it now, it was as good as one, for the moment.

\tOne thing was for sure, she thought to herself, was that she would have to corner her father away from her mother and brother and discuss the matter with him in private. If she wasn’t actually pregnant at the moment, the prospect that she could become so was enough of a concern that it needed to be discussed with her dad. She wondered how he would react; a new addition to the family wasn’t something that had even been discussed in the most open of conversations between family members. Well, not that the subject came up as a regular matter of discourse, but there had been no hints at all that she could recall.

\tShe took another moment to try and make herself presentable; for the moment, she could pass as normal, but she wasn’t sure how long that might last. As she pondered her options, she considered that she might be able to catch Ropes tonight sometime, if Fyre and Hisson could be persuaded to partake in their own activities for a time. It would take her a bit of nerve to work up, but if anyone would understand, it would be Ropes.

\tGetting Ropes alone turned out to be easier than Helena had expected. Normally the family kept in close contact with each other if they were all at home, which would make getting some private time without risk of interruption a little problematic. Fortunately, Helena had found an amusing set of videos on the internet a week prior, and once she introduced them to everyone, it led to quite a few bouts of laughter and checking the associated links to find more videos like it. It was hours of entertainment, and being that Helena had seen them before, it was a perfect opportunity to excuse herself to pursue other activities. A little nudge to Ropes to indicate that she desired his company, and it wasn’t long before the demonic puma entered into her room with a smile. That smile quickly turned into an expression of puzzlement as his daughter put her hand on his chest in a warding gesture.

\t“Sorry, dad, but there’s something I wanted to talk about in private,” Helena apologized, knowing that given her and her father’s recent activities, mistaking her invitation as one for another tryst was only natural.

\t“Oh, ah…sorry about that, hon…” Ropes responded with a grin. “You know how I enjoy the time we spend together.” He backed off a little and rubbed the back of his head with one of his paws. “Well now…what’s this about, Helena?”

\t“Well, dad…” Helena began hesitantly, trying to think about how best to phrase things, then in the end settled on a simple gesture. She placed both of her hands around her belly, calling attention to the gentle swell of her belly that was only just hidden by her blouse. The motion wasn’t lost on her father, though it took him a moment or two to realize just what was implied.

\t“Ah. Hmm.” Ropes rubbed his chin a little, then chuckled. “I hadn’t noticed before now…so my little girl is pregnant, hmm?”

\t“H-hey! I don’t know for sure yet!” Helena stammered, blushing a little bit. God, it felt so awkward talking about this to her father! “I don’t really feel any different…well, not really. I’ve heard about how this sort of thing is supposed to feel, but…”

\t“But you’ve noticed some things, and that’s the first conclusion you came to, after what we’ve been doing,” Ropes concluded for her. “Well, it’s only sensible. You’re a little young, but you have demon blood in you. And a pleasure demon’s blood at that.” The puma grinned widely to his daughter and reached around to give her a pat on the ass as he spoke, as if to admire the shapely figure that was born of his loins and that of his dragoness mate.

\t“Yeah, and something else in me, and that’s what caused this problem! Er…I think.” Helena couldn’t help herself; she found herself pressing back against her father, her body feeling so hot and alluring next to his own, the memories of the pleasurable experience she shared with her father coming back unbidden to tempt her. She at least reined herself in somewhat so that she could continue the conversation with her father, a tad annoyed with herself at her distraction. “I haven’t taken a test to make sure, so I don’t really know yet, but if I’m not…er, pregnant…well, there’s a chance I still could get that way if we continue…”

\t“You’re pregnant,” Ropes interrupted, with a tone of finality that stunned Helena.

\t“What? Wait…how could you know?”

\t“Trust me, I know.” The demonic puma winked one pupil-less eye and placed his hand on the belly of his daughter. “There are some gifts that are given to one of my nature. You may learn them in time yourself. But if I use all of my senses and apply them, I can tell when one who has lain with me has had my seed take root.”

\tTo hear the confirmation of her suspicions was both a relief and a cold chill to the dragoness; Helena would not have to purchase a pregnancy test or get one of her mother’s if Ropes was telling the truth in this regard. But the knowledge that she was with child was something she was not completely prepared to face before now. “Oh…oh! Oh no!” She covered her muzzle with her hand in shock, the implications flying through her mind. “What am I going to do?”

\t“Have the egg. Hatch it. It’s the normal way of things,” Ropes said nonchalantly, as if Helena bearing his young was the most natural thing in the world.

\t“Huh?” The simple statement said from her father took Helena back for a moment.

\t“Surely you didn’t think that all the words I spoke to you in bed were idle pillow talk, sweetie?” Ropes smiled to Helena and moved closer to rub his muzzle against her own softly. “You’re as lovely as your mother, and your body is one any hot-blooded male would desire. And my blood runs hottest of them all. Of course I would relish the chance to have you bear my young. To knock you up and know that a father’s love made you blossom into a woman.”

\tThe words that Ropes spoke might have sounded offensive if anyone other than Ropes had uttered them, but Helena knew that he spoke them in earnest, with the tenderness of love and affection, mixed with the lust and passion that was as natural and unyielding as breathing. Her father meant it; he truly meant it. He didn’t see a problem with it at all. And if she was being honest with herself, Helena really didn’t have a problem with it either…save for one detail.

\tNow that she knew the truth of the matter, and as the nuzzles blossomed into something more, she wondered how she would break this to her mother. With all doubt in her mind removed, she knew that she would need to tell her before the situation became more prominent. She surely couldn’t hide it forever.

\tYet…

\tJust one more night. As her doubts gave way to the heated touches and caresses that so often signaled the beginning of blissful passion, she let her worries vanish for the moment to await the love of her father as he worshipped her fertile body in a new light. Let one more night pass so that she could savor the now. There’s time enough yet for worry.

\tNeither father nor daughter noticed a pair of eyes looking into Helena’s room, observing the carnal act. Neither did they hear the door click shut almost inaudibly to give them their privacy.

\t“Good night…” Helena waved with a smile some hours later, when the evening hour was drawing nigh. After the dragoness allowed her worries to be brushed aside some time earlier (with help from her father), she had made sure to make herself presentable before going back to join the rest of her family in enjoying a little bit of socialization. Her missing presence earlier wasn’t questioned; the timing of the situation had been impeccable. The evening had settled into delving into a family game; a deck of cards used to play a game of Speed had resulted in a few challenges and a few laughs. Everyone had won their fair share of games, but it was Hisson that managed to eke out a lead by a very narrow margin, by dint of his expertise in games in general. Helena had promised to beat him in a rematch, before she had caught herself yawning. She realized that she had exhausted herself more than she had thought, and that challenging Hisson when she was fresh was probably a better path to victory. So it was that she announced that she was retiring for the night, to which the rest of her family nodded in acknowledgement.

\tMoving back to her room, she closed the door behind her and eased herself out of her clothing, the blouse once again giving her a little bit of trouble as it caught at her body in awkward ways. The extra effort that she had to put into disrobing once again reminded her of her predicament and the state of affairs she was in. Both of her hands went to her body, hugging her arms around her belly to cradle the new life that was surely growing within her. It felt a little strange, but now that she knew the truth, imagining the child growing inside of her was actually quite a pleasant thought. Once she finally put the whole business of talking to her mother to rest, she would certainly make sure that she would remember and enjoy the experience of having a newborn as much as possible.

\tHer mother…Helena honestly had no idea how she would react once she told her. Her father’s reaction was confusing enough; not at all how she had expected things to go between them. Well, the words, anyways…the physical stuff was quite expected and welcome by now. She couldn’t say for certain, but her gut instinct was telling her that the experience with Fyre would result in a lot more shock and disbelief, once she was told about the new arrival on the way.

\tHelena sighed. She had been so ready to go to bed, and now her mind was awash with possibilities again. Well, nothing for it but to try and relax; she would fall asleep eventually. The dragoness pulled back the comforter that was atop her mattress and got under the covers, making herself quite secure and warm so that she could settle in for the night. After a few tosses and turns to make sure she got herself situated, she felt the exhaustion creeping in once more, making her yawn and causing her eyelids to get droopy.

\tThe last thought that entered into her mind before sleep overtook her was who would her hatchling take after, her or her father, or maybe even her mother; in the back of her mind, she realized that she was actually hoping it would take after her, if it were a girl. For a male…Ropes…or maybe even Hisson, to some degree. The thought made her chuckle a little, just before she closed her eyes and entered into slumber.

\t“Sis.”

\t“Sis.”

\t“Wake up, Sis.”

\tHelena managed to hear the quiet yet insistent voice through the fog of her slumber, and gradually it roused her from her sleep. She woke up to the near pitch blackness of her room, and it took her several minutes to let her eyes adjust enough to see the contents of her room. During that time, the voice that had called her Sis ceased to speak; apparently the owner (who could only be Hisson, Helena thought to herself in a daze) was aware that she had awoken as she stirred in place.

\t“Mmmph…oh geez…what time is it?” She fumbled around a little bit, every effort a chore, and turned to view the dim light of her electronic alarm clock. The digits glowed and displayed the time of 1:50 A.M. and as she focused her gaze on it, the 0 digit changed to a 1 before her eyes, signaling that the late hour was still getting later.

\t“Sis…” the voice that belonged to her brother sounded once again, a little less insistent this time, but still asking her attention.

\t“OK, OK, I’m up, I’m up…” Helena responded, moving one of her hands to begin rubbing her eyes free of the sleepiness that still fogged her clarity somewhat. “What is it, Hisson? It’s late.”

\t“I know,” Hisson said calmly.

\t“Say what?” Helena responded with a puzzled tone of her voice, her eyes just starting to adjust to the gloom.

\t“I know about you and dad.”

\tThis made Helena take notice; the haze of drowsiness that affected her was gone in an instant, with her senses and nerves alert and ready. The night before her eyes finally cleared enough that she could make out the form of her brother, leaning back against the closed door that gave the two of them privacy in that particular moment. “I’m…not sure what you mean…” she said to her brother, not willing to acknowledge anything just let, lest he be mistaken.

\t“You and dad,” Hisson repeated. “I saw you. I heard everything. Yesterday. In your room.” The words were free of any sort of accusatory tone or malice, but instead were spoken in a manner that was curious and hesitant, as if afraid to incite any anger in his sister.

\t“Yesterday?” That certainly sealed the matter; Hisson had pinned down an exact time and place. She was only alone with her father at that one time yesterday…but Hisson had been with Fyre…hadn’t he? “What did you hear? How did you hear?” She sat upright in bed, with her blanket around her chest for modesty, if more for the show of anything than anything else.

\t“You left your door open, sis. I was getting up to head to the kitchen to get some snacks, and I didn’t see you. I wanted to ask if you wanted anything, and I saw your door open a crack.” He moved in the dark, and Helena could make out in the dark that he was fidgeting a bit. “I couldn’t help myself, I peeked in. And once I heard what you were talking about, I couldn’t stop myself from listening more. I heard everything. From the time when he told you that you were pregnant, to when he joined you in bed.” As an afterthought, he added, “I didn’t see beyond that; I closed the door.”

\tHelena realized then how careless she had been; she thought she had been clever in getting her father alone, but she hadn’t followed up on her precautions. She was so preoccupied with the moment that she hadn’t realized that her father hadn’t closed the door completely behind him after he entered. As she mused over this, she decided that she would add some illumination to the room by turning on the small desk light near the side of her bed. Clicking on the light caused her eyes to squint for the moment as the sudden addition of light hurt her vision for a moment, but it only took her a little while to adjust; the light wasn’t that bright, after all.

\tIn the new light, she could see her brother; he too was covering his eyes for a moment, letting his vision adjust to the new surroundings. Hisson had taken after his father rather than his mother in form and appearance; while there were traits of Fyre in his likeness, Hisson was born a puma like his father, and just like Helena, there were demonic traits in his bloodline. In the new light, Helena could see that just like her father, Hisson had opted to come to her room without clothing. This was not unusual for Hisson; he usually only wore clothes when required to do so, in accordance with his father’s own mannerisms. Helena knew that Hisson was being ‘trained’ by his father as well to make use of the demonic powers that were granted by his heritage, and though Helena often didn’t see the results of his tutelage, she knew he was enjoying learning about his newfound abiities.

\t“So…you heard all that, huh?” Helena commented in a somewhat defeated tone; the secret was out, apparently, for all that she had tried to hide it. “Damn it…so much for keeping things quiet.” She paused for a moment, then looked into her brother’s eyes. “Have you told mom about this?”

\tHisson uncovered his eyes to see the sight of his sister looking at him expectantly for an answer. He looked back into her eyes and shook his head slowly. “No…I didn’t say anything to anyone. I’m not a snitch. You’re my sister. I have to look out for you.”

Hisson said these words with such clarity and feeling that Helena didn’t doubt the truth of his words. He cared for her, true enough, but in a way that wasn’t stuffy or overbearing. They were friends as well as siblings, and it wasn’t the first time that the two shared a secret between them…although there had never been a secret as important as this one before now.

Helena breathed a sigh of relief and said silent thanks under her breath, then looked to Hisson curiously. “Well…thanks for that. I’m not sure what I’m going to do yet, but I’m thinking. I’ll figure something out.” She then did a double-take for a moment, and re-appraised her brother. “Hang on a second. It’s nearly 2 in the morning, Hisson. You could have waited to talk to me tomorrow morning or something, when we were alone. Is something going on?”

Helena knew that she had hit the mark with her words; immediately after speaking them, Hisson averted his gaze from her own, looking this way and that in a minor stalling action before answering. Clearly, he was nervous about something. “Weeeelllll…there is something. Something I couldn’t talk with you about later on. Or rather…something I DIDN’T want to discuss with you later.” He took a moment then to check the door behind him hastily; apparently he didn’t want to make the same mistake that his sister had made in leaving the door open a crack. The door was closed securely and to Hisson’s satisfaction, however, and he turned back to Helena with a sheepish grin on his muzzle. “Sorry, I just wanted to make sure that we had privacy.”

“Bro, it’s gonna be 2 in the morning. I’m pretty sure we’re the only ones up at this hour right now.” Helena considered her statement for a moment, then corrected herself. “OK, maybe they’d be up if mom and dad were having one of their passionate moments, but we probably would have heard the moans by now. But go ahead. What’s so important?”

“Can I feel it?”

“What?”

“Can I feel it,” Hisson reiterated.

“Feel what?”

“Your belly. I want to feel the life growing inside of you,” Hisson stated with a slight blush.

“That’s it?” Helena was stunned by the odd yet non-threatening request. “Well…yeah, I guess. I suppose. That’s all?”

“Weeeelllll…” Hisson stated again, “There could be more. But I want to see something first. Please?”

“I’m naked, you know…” Helena stated simply, more as a statement of fact then as a warning.

“Well, so am I. It’s not the first time, sis. Come on, as a favor to me? Please?

Helena sighed a bit. He had kept the secret even though she hadn’t asked him, and there were enough favors owed between them that she didn’t really have real excuse to deny him. “OK, OK. Come here. I’m too tired to get out of bed.” As she spoke, she flipped up the covers that kept her modest, tossing them firmly to the side to reveal her curvy body to him in its entirety, from neck to tailtip.

“Cool!” Hisson exclaimed with a grin and left the edge of the room to cross over to where Helena’s bed was. She knew that his eyes were on her and her body, but it was the truth; she wasn’t quite as apt to be naked around the house, but there were occasions where she walked around without clothing. She knew her brother often got an eyeful whenever she moved around the house this way, but given his heritage, it was kind of expected, in a way. Within moments, he hopped onto the foot of the bed near Helena’s ankles and tail, giving her a few inches of space while he looked her over. “…you’re sure it’s all right?” he queried cautiously, looking up into her eyes once more.

“Well, you’re here, aren’t you? And truthfully, I don’t mind…my belly is going to get bigger after this point, so I guess it feels a little less awkward this way. I will admit, I’m still a little curious, though,” Helena answered, stretching herself out to make her body more available.

“That’s kind of the whole point. I’m curious too.” Hisson moved up to crawl up Helena’s body a bit, easing himself along her side while reaching out his hand. He didn’t place his fingertips along her belly right away, but first stroked her tail in a reassuring gesture that was meant to calm the dragoness down. It was a tactic he had used before, and it was effective; Helena gave a little rumbling purr and settled back a bit, giving a little reflexive curve of her tail. Moments after, Hisson laid his body down on the bed next to hers, and with an easy touch, began to stroke the slight swell of her belly, playing with the smooth curve of her scales.

As Hisson satisfied his curiosity, Helena reflected for a brief moment on her brother. So very much like his father; about the only differences physically was the reddish hue of his fur and the slight draconic build that was featured mostly on his chest region. He carried no wings from his mother, nor did his tail reflect any dragonic heritage; he was a demonic puma in just about every facet of his features. He was young, but he was already quite handsome, and easy to get along with. She loved her brother; he was never cruel or mean to her, and always willing to listen. He did have his occasional odd and quirky moments, but they just made him more endearing, because he never meant anything by them. Just like now; apparently, he was just curious about what it meant to have a new life growing inside a female.

“Ah…ah! I can feel it!” Hisson exclaimed suddenly. “Just like dad!”

“Huh? What?” Helena was sparked out of her reverie by the sudden outburst. “What are you talking about?”

“I was listening in on your conversation, remember? Dad said that if he focused his senses, he could tell. I was wondering if I could too…I wanted to see.” He rubbed over her belly a little more, touching and caressing her soft swell. “And I also wanted to see what it felt like to stroke a pregnant girl’s belly, of course.”

“Aaaaahh…” Helena responded with a knowing nod. “So this was a test of your demon powers?”

“Yeah…I hope you don’t mind. I wanted to see if I could pick something up on my own.” He smiled to her, then leaned his muzzle close to softly rub over her belly, giving it a little kiss soon after. “It’s amazing…my sis is going to have a hatchling. Wow. That’s cool.”

The actions of her brother made Helena surprised; she had no idea that he felt the way he did about her current condition. It seemed like everyone in her family wanted her to savor this pregnancy. The only one who didn’t know was her mother, but…would she feel the same way? “Yeah, I guess…I didn’t plan on it, of course, it just happened. Dad is…well, he’s very…” She blushed as she tried to find the right words. “Persuasive? Tempting? Well…he knows what he’s doing. Perhaps too well.”

“He can’t help it, sis, you know that…” Hisson said with a smile. “As he’s so fond of saying, he’s a pleasure demon.” He then turned to look at his sister once more, with a soft grin. “I am too, you know. And so are you, in part. It’s who we are.”

“Yeah, I know….” Helena responded with a smile. “Believe me, I don’t regret where we come from. We’re a family, right bro?” She reached down and gently scratched her brother’s head between his ears.

“Right, sis.” Hisson answered with a chuckle, then to Helena’s surprise, Hisson reared his head up slightly and met her hand with his muzzle, rubbing against it in turn and giving her fingers a soft lick. He continued to rub his head and muzzle against her outstretched hand as she held it out in puzzlement, and Helena could think of nothing else to do but just continue to curl her fingers to lightly caress his muzzle. She realized, belatedly, that her condition and the proximity of his body to hers had triggered something in him, and he was reacting; whether it was consciously or unconsciously, she didn’t know, but it was a side of him that she hadn’t seen before now, and she wasn’t entirely sure what she should do…or even if she should do anything at all.

The decision was made for her in the next space of moments, as Hisson’s actions developed into something more. Taking Helena’s caresses as an invitation, Hisson shifted his body carefully, moving it from merely being along his sister’s side to instead perch his body atop of hers. In that same motion, he moved his muzzle from that caressing hand and brought it down to begin nuzzling the dragoness along her neck, the heat of his body becoming all too evident as it was pressed against her. “Sis…” he breathed into her ear, his voice husky with arousal and interest, before he planted his tongue over the soft scales of her neck, licking her slowly.

“Hisson?” Helena asked hesitantly, wondering if he would still respond to her words, as much as he seemed to be reacting to her and the moment. She had little doubt as to what was on his mind at the moment, but he had never approached him in this manner before now.

“Please?” That word again, but this time uttered with lust and longing. “Please, sis…I can’t help myself…I want you. You’re already pregnant…I won’t complicate things any further if we indulge. Please?”

She could sense his need, his arousal…even before she felt the sheath thicken with his arousal to press against her bare scales, even before she saw the two dimensional tendrils that were inherited by him from his father phase into being. He wanted this…she wasn’t sure for how long he had wanted her, if it was a recent thing or if he had intended this for some time, but she knew he was earnest. And…he was right. She was already pregnant. Ropes was the father. If Hisson were to indulge in her body, there would be no consequences that would result from it. If anything, it was the perfect opportunity for him to broach the subject with her.

\tMore to the point…he was turning her on. She was no dragoness of stone; her body was responding to his closeness, his touches, and as his body awoke to the possibilities underneath him, she could scent his musk as well, so much like that of his father, but unique enough to Hisson himself. His fur felt warm and inviting against her naked body, and the form underneath the fur was soft yet firm, with the strength and vigor of youth. In the back of her mind, Helena realized that she was no longer tired; somewhere in the middle of this conversation and the resulting touches, she had risen to full awareness, and it would be some time before she could even think about getting back to sleep. Before she was even aware of it, she felt Hisson’s back underneath the touch of her fingers; she had moved her arm around him to hold him without thinking.

\tHisson continued to softly rub against his sister, his body pressing to hers with only a fraction of his weight. He breathed hotly against the smooth scales of her neck, his muzzle open slightly. It occurred to Helena that her brother was waiting for an answer from her; that he would cease his actions the moment that she denied him. But if he was waiting for her, he was certainly not idle; the puma pressed his muzzle closer for a moment and pressed his teeth to her neck, the tender pressure of his fangs only just barely felt. The gesture was clear; a love bite, not meant to injure, but to signal desire and longing. The soft nibble was enough to send a tingle through Helena’s body, from her neck to the very tip of her tail, which started to sway back and forth on the bed in response. It was this that finally made the decision for Helena. She moved her other hand up to lightly push Hisson’s muzzle away from her neck, leaving the young puma a little puzzled for a moment, until he realized that Helena was merely trying to look at him once more.

\tFor a moment, the two were locked in that position. Hisson remained still, his body tense as it lay there with his sister, the puma almost certain that at any moment, his sister was going to tell him to go back to his room and to never speak of this again. Helena held her brother by the waist and placed her hand on the side of his muzzle, a gentle touch for a gentle moment. Two sets of green eyes stared deeply into one another; Hisson’s emerald-hued orbs that he had partially inherited from his mother, and Helena’s, green and snake-like to demonstrate her draconic heritage. The two held each other’s gaze, but it was Helena who spoke. “I love you, Hisson. But try to keep quiet, all right? The last thing we need is to wake up mom and dad.”

\tHisson started for a moment, slightly surprised. “Does that mean…?”

\t“Yes, it does. But I’m serious. No loud noises, agreed?”

\tHisson grinned widely and nodded, all too eagerly. “Agreed!” He then smiled impishly and moved his head close to kiss Helena on her muzzle. “I’ll hold to the bargain, but I wonder if you will…”

\t“Heh, you sound just like dad, you know thaaaAAAHHH!” Helena quickly stifled her exclamation of surprise as Hisson took the initiative in that moment and sank his uncut puma cock into her pussy, her brother finally applying his weight in a manner that would pin her down against the bed. Hisson’s cockflesh was thick and firm; she could feel his meat spreading her inner walls around his girth, and each inch that vanished into her soft tunnel made her grit her muzzle tightly to avoid moaning loudly in pleasure. She couldn’t help but emit some noise, however; a muffled “mmmmph” greeted Hisson’s ears as he sheathed his spear inside of her. The hand around his waist gripped a patch of fur tightly, both in a reaction to his intrusion and to hold on for the ride she knew she was about to get.

\t“I’m sorry, sis? What was that? I couldn’t hear you…” Hisson said smugly as he pressed himself closer to the warm body underneath him, his hands moving to brace himself against the dragoness as he worked himself into position. The feeling of his sister’s pussy surrounding his cock was even better than he had imagined; the demonic blood in him was beginning to stir to the fore, calling to him urges that had heretofore been silent. Helena could sense it; already he was becoming more confident, more sure, and definitely more formidable. The tendrils that had materialized along his back were undulating and curling in the air, the spades that adorned the very tips curling and flexing as if eager to be used. His gaze remained fixed on his sister, looking into her eyes, that gaze penetrating and smoldering with lust. “You’ll have to speak up…that is, if you can even form the words.” Hisson purred to her in a low rumbling tone, and began to move with purpose, his hips rearing back and plunging forward to sink his member back into his sister once more.

\tHelena arched her body back against the bed as Hisson sank his shaft back into her core, the pleasure coursing through her body like wildfire. The dragoness hissed through her clenched lips, trying to keep from sounding out too loudly, but it was clear enough that her brother had taken her words as something of a challenge, and was intentionally trying to make her sound out against her will. Was he TRYING to get them caught? It was too late now to make any protests, however; she could sense the same hunger and lust in her brother as when she slept with her father, and she knew that anything she tried to say to him would just spur him on more. She would just have to try and hold herself back as much as she could, but with Hisson on top and controlling the pace, she didn’t know if she could…if he was anything like his father, it would be difficult at best.

\tThe movements between the two siblings were steady and measured, with Hisson taking his time to enjoy a moment which might never come again. The puma hoped this wouldn’t be the case, but he was going to make the most of the gift that he was given. He watched her as he took her body with his own, watched her as he penetrated the sister that he had so often laid eyes on with barely concealed longing, and as she did her best to keep the sounds from escaping her muzzle, he knew what he had to do. He had to stoke her fire, he had to break down her defenses and give her a ride she would never forget. He had to give her such pleasure that she would long for it once more, that she would not deny him if he ever asked this of her again. The thoughts struck his mind with such clarity that he didn’t think to question if it was his demonic heritage or his own mortal desires that spurred them on; he welcomed them without a second’s hesitation. His grip tightened on his sister then, his grip strong and sure, bracing himself with both arms so that he had complete leverage to do what he wished; one hand placed on his sister’s shoulder, while the other managed to get a pawful of her ample breast, openly squeezing and molesting her tit and nipple as the other began to gyrate and sway enticingly on her young body. His tail, which had been lashing to and fro in excitement, swept around and took hold of Helena’s ankle, entangling it in a firm yet gentle hold as he began to piston himself inside of his sister.

\tHelena felt the shift in motion instantly, the rocking movements of her brother changing from tender to determined, and the change sparked another electric current to shoot through her body, the dragoness hissing loudly in spite of herself. She liked it rough; Ropes had always knew to drive her body to the edge of pleasure and beyond, and somehow her brother had keyed in on this as well. Her hand gripped tighter on Hisson’s fur, oblivious to the thought that she might somehow be hurting him by the action, the surge of arousal and delight she was feeling washing any such notions away from her mind. The heat of the moment was gripping her, filling her, washing away her worries and replacing them with growing desire and hunger. Her thighs slowly parted and encircled the thrusting waist of her brother, her grip gentle at first, but tightening around his torso as the puma’s motions began to jar her in place. The new position made her body even more accessible to her brother, who continued to grind against her, hip to hip, cock to pussy, the smell of sex growing thick in the air as the two siblings each felt their arousal grow stronger.

\t“It’s so much like with dad, but so different,” thought Helena, looking into her brother’s visage, so anxious and yet so determined at the same time. “He’s a beast…but he’s careful, too…” She could feel his touch at her chest, exploring with all the enthusiasm of a young male, but reading her body, learning the places to touch which would evoke the most delight from his sister. Every time she arched her back, every time she couldn’t silence herself completely, the puma picked up on it, and remembered exactly what he did to make her groan. Hisson wasn’t immune to his own tactics, however; as he plunged his uncut rod into the tight confines of the dragoness underneath him, he growled and moaned in delight, the pleasure causing himself to forget his promise momentarily in the heat of the moment. The air was becoming charged, the atmosphere electric, as the two learned each other’s bodies for the first time.

\tHelena closed her eyes for a moment, leaning her head back against the soft mattress that rocked and squeaked in time with the rhythmic motion of the two siblings. With her eyes closed, she could feel every part of Hisson’s body in clearer detail, and the thick shaft that speared her over and over became like a lance into her very core. She absorbed these sensations with heavy gasps of breath from her open muzzle, but when she opened her eyes once more, she found that her view of Hisson was partially obscured by the presence of his two tendrils, the lengths presented right in front of her. What she could see of Hisson showed that he was looking intently at her, his own muzzle open slightly as he panted. “Awww…you ruined the surprise…” he chastised her teasingly, though years of knowing Hisson clued Helena into the fact that her brother was actually a bit embarrassed at being caught. What Hisson meant by a surprise became clear in the next moment, as the twin tendrils of the puma began to change form before her eyes. In moments, the spade-like tips of the extradimensional appendages had shifted to become twin phalluses, formed to match the one that was taking advantage of her exposed body with each well-placed thrust. The dual cock-tentacles remained positioned above Helena’s muzzle, the same muzzle that still panted and groaned as Hisson bucked against her. “Mmmmph…a little something…to help muffle the sounds…” Hisson explained with a mischievous grin, moving one of the tendrils to lightly stroke against the side of Helena’s muzzle.

\tThe dragoness blinked once as she took in this new development, then giggled softly, a giggle that was short-lived as another spike of pleasure shot through her body. Still, she shook her head a little and moved one of her hands to lightly grasp the tendril farthest from her muzzle, her touch light and tender. “God, Hisson…aaah…sometimes you can…can be so…oooooh…so corny…” she managed to stammer out haltingly, her toes curling and uncurling to flex in the air around her brother’s waist. She knew what Hisson wanted; she stroked her brother’s length back and forth slowly, working her digits up to the phallus at the very tip, while her long neck arched up to bring her lips to the tip of the tentacle in front of her. “Come here…sis will take care of you,” Helena purred lustfully, extending her tongue to give the head a series of slow licks, curious to see if her brother reacted the same way her father did. When she saw the resulting shivers that coursed through the puma’s frame, she had her answer. She opened her muzzle wider, just enough to ease the cocktip past her lips, and began to bathe the organ in her maw with attention, alternating between tasting her brother with her tongue and sucking at his phallus outright.

\t Helena could only handle one phallus at a time into her muzzle, but what she could manage left Hisson in a state of distraction that nearly caused him to lose control. Unbeknownst to the dragoness, this was the first time that Hisson had experimented with his tendrils in this manner, and the puma was unprepared for the additional sensations that flowed through his body. Even when he adjusted his senses to welcome the new source of pleasure, the feeling of delight at mating with two cocks instead of one was enough to bring him to the edge. The touch of his sister along the third tendril was pleasant as she did her best to paw him off, but it was a paltry sensation next to the feeling of the dragoness eagerly giving him head as he sank himself balls-deep into the female underneath him. As much as the pleasure continued to build in his body, he was determined not to lose control until he had broken his sister and made her succumb to a mind-numbing climax, the puma tempering his pace a little so that he could stave off his orgasm just a little longer, trying not to think of just how hot this situation was making him. He was screwing his sister, and she was sucking him off…stroking him off…groaning in pleasure that HE was giving her. He no longer cared about whether he was discovered now by his father or his mother; he had to have Helena, he had to make her his, at least for this one night. Not content to let Helena do all the work, and eager to share his body with his sister as much as he could, the cock in her muzzle began to thrust of its own accord; slowly at first to make sure that she could handle the extra movements with no trouble, but then faster as he gained confidence, his special tentacle demonstrating a few special tricks as it writhed and squirmed in Helena’s muzzle, fighting against her tongue as much as yielding to it, with the pre of his arousal wetting her tongue to show that the tentacle-cock was just as virile as the one thrusting inside of her in all respects.

\tHisson wasn’t the only one who had forgotten the dangers of being discovered; Helena’s muffled moans through her suckling mouth were getting louder, more insistent, the dragoness feeling her release on the rise. The ambient sounds were increasing in intensity as well, the creaking of the bedsprings growing louder and the bedposts knocking against the wall behind her; a somewhat gentle tap as the bed was not totally pressed against the wall, but loud enough to resonate within the room. With her muzzle occupied, she could not remind Hisson of their agreement, but neither would she stop her sucking or her stroking to warn him off. She was too close to her peak, too near that plateau of ecstasy to even dream about doing anything to deny herself that reward. Instead of slowing her pace or making any sort of movements to prolong the moment, she spurred him on instead, her stroking palm working faster along his phallus from base to tip, moving his foreskin around rapidly to make him groan and pant aloud, while her tongue teased over his cumslit for a moment before sucking his tentacle-cock down into her throat, trying to swallow him as much as possible. She could feel that it was almost too much for him by the way his body tensed up for a moment, but admirably, he held on, demonstrating willpower that she didn’t suspect he had.

\t“Oh dear god, Helena…aaaah…how…aaa…no, don’t stop…mmmmm…” Hisson moaned out, watching the outline of his tentacle-cock as it slipped down into Helena’s throat, the motion of the thrusting showing the progress of the shaft each time she swallowed it down. It was maddening for the puma; Helena must have learned some tricks from her father, or else her own demonic blood was giving her skills to match his own. He wasn’t sure if she was trying to outmatch him in sexual skill, but she was certainly driving him insane with lust and pleasure. He was no longer sure if he desired Helena’s pleasure, or his own…it all ran together in a jumble of feelings that threatened to overwhelm him. The pleasure demon in him was screaming to take her, to use her, to plant his seed inside of her, whatever the cost, but the mortal in him, the brother, was determined to share the moment with her, to take the most from this union to hold dear. It was an internal war that raged as he thrust fiercely into his sister, the mental struggle not halting his incestual fucking for even a moment. Just as he felt that last vestige of restraint beginning to slip, the decision was made for him, the body underneath his tensing up just as his had just a moment ago.

\tShe finally reached it…the height of pleasure that she had been climbing towards, that had spurred her on past the need for secrecy…it hit her, and it hit her full force. Helena felt the rise of pleasure, and her body gained unnatural strength as it arched from the mattress, straining against her brother, her draconian body lithe and beautiful in the throes of her raging orgasm. Her mouth and throat uttered as much of a scream as they could manage, a howl that continued on as a continuous keening sound, but was ultimately muffled by the thick meat that spread her muzzle and throat as it continued to thrust inside of her maw. Her pussy clenched and rippled around his invading member, the firm flesh being bathed in a slippery yet sticky concoction of her feminine nectar, making his veined shaft slicker inside of her rippling and quaking passage, gripping his cock in a desperate plea to have him cum with her. She moved both hands to his other tendril, cradling it suddenly to her bosom, her heavy breaths helping to rub the organ against her cleavage as she used both hands to stroke it quickly, lost to the sensations that were assaulting her from all sides. She wanted it…she wanted all of it…her eyes rolled up into the back of her head for a moment as the only thought that ran through her mind was of being baptized in her brother’s seed.

\tFor the puma, this was the trigger that he had sought, the signal that allowed him to finally give himself over to total release. In an almost instinctual motion (perhaps a moment of self-preservation), Hisson closed his body completely with Helena’s, forcing her back against the bed as he pressed his muzzle to the cushions just to the side of her head. He managed to do this just before a roar of triumph and finality escaped his throat, his own exultation at reaching his peak muffled in much the same way as his sister’s, keeping what would have been an unmistakable giveaway as to the sibling’s activities from escaping the room. The rest of his body, heedless of the close call that had just been thwarted, responded to his climax in a different way. He could feel it churning inside of his body, the virile fluid coursing through his trio of cocks, seeking to escape his body at last and join with the luscious dragoness beneath him. In a synchronous moment, each one of his surging phalli began to pulse as thick, sticky jets of semen shot through his flesh, emerging from his three slits in continuous waves. Though he couldn’t see it with his head to the side, he could feel everything; the sensation of his sister’s cleavage and tits being soaked through to the scales with his musky jism, the feeling of Helena moaning and purring through her clenched lips as she swallowed his seed down her throat and gullet…but he experienced a special thrill as he shot his load inside of his sister’s pussy and womb, sending his own potent brew of fertile swimmers into the home that housed Helena’s growing egg. The image of his seed drenching the forming hatchling as it saturated his sister’s womb flitted through his mind for a brief moment, an image that caused him to shudder with the potency of that inner fantasy.

\tBrother and sister remained locked together in just that fashion, Helena pinned down to the bed as she willingly accepted his seed into both her muzzle and sex, her twin hands slowly stroking the shaft in her cleavage as it soaked her through and through. Hisson felt the sensations coursing through him too keenly to want to move, even after the initial surge of pleasure had faded to a dull tingle, the aftershocks proving to be pleasant enough in itself, especially with Helena stimulating his other tendril with the delicate stroking of her fingertips. Eventually, the puma had no more to give, and when he felt his reserves run dry, he at last ventured the will to ease himself back from his sister, both to take stock of the situation, and to admire his handiwork.

\tHelena was still suckling at his spent member with her muzzle, her lips and chin slightly sticky with the residue that she couldn’t immediately swallow down in time. Though there was no more of the precious fluid to be gained from the source, the dragoness artfully circled her tongue around the flesh inside of her maw, cleaning it as best as she could while trying to suck the dregs from the cumslit at the tip. Panting as he slowly recovered his energies, Hisson slowly extracted his tentacle-cock from his sister’s muzzle, leaving a slight trail of saliva and cum clinging to Helena’s lips as it exited. From there, he reformed his tendril tip into the normal spade that was the neutral form of the appendage. He kept his other tendril in its current form, as he watched his sister toy with the organ; he could see where his cum had spilled onto her form, most of the collection of semen remaining inside of her cleavage and onto her busty breasts, but some had managed to leak down the sides of her body to collect onto the sheets underneath. The trickle was nothing compared to the mess between both siblings’ legs, however; the sheets were a mess of their conjoined fluids, the scent of sex unmistakable as the combined juices stained the bedsheets with their musk.

\t“Mmmph…guess we’ll have to do a little laundry before mom and dad wake up…” Hisson panted once he had retrieved his breath.

\t“And crack a window, I’m sure…” Helena added, her nostrils flaring guiltily as she picked up the ambient scent.

\t“Ahh…can’t we just wait a little longer? I don’t want to move just yet,” Hisson complained, hating the thought of separating from his sister in the throes of the sweet afterglow.

\t“Well…for a little while longer, I guess. But it’s…2:30 AM now,” Helena observed, turning her head towards the alarm clock. “And we better take care of it before we fall asleep and forget all about it. I’m starting to get tired again,” she admitted.

\t“OK, in a bit. I promise, I won’t forget.”

\t“Oh? Like your promise not to make noise?” Helena teased.

\t“H-hey! That was as much you as it was me, sis!” Hisson retorted with a grin.

\t“Yeah, yeah, don’t rub it in. Next time, we’ll see who can keep their voice under wraps,” Helena said with a return chuckle.

\t“Next time…she said next time…” Hisson thought to himself, his heart leaping a little in his chest, but although he caught the implied implications, he did not voice them outright. He remained sitting with Helena, pressed atop her, just feeling the soft rise and fall of her chest underneath her, enjoying the moment…at least until he managed to catch Helena’s slight frown.

\t“What’s wrong, sis? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Hisson asked worriedly, the thought that perhaps he might have been a little too rough creeping into his mind.

\t“No, no…you were great, Hiss…but…” Helena removed one of her hands from Hisson’s remaining tentacle-cock and gripped one of her pillows with her claws. “…it still doesn’t really solve anything with mom. I gotta figure out some way to break the news.”

\t“Yeah…” Hisson responded, his own mind drifting to the current situation now that the fog of lust had lifted. The two sat there together for a moment longer, and then a curious expression came over the puma’s visage. “Hey, Helena…”

\t“Yes?”

\t“You trust me, right? I mean, you know I won’t tell mom about your condition?”

\t“Sure, Hisson, I trust you…you’ve kept my secrets in the past,” Helena admitted with a soft smile.

\t“Welllll…I might have a way to work things out. But I can’t tell you how. You just got to trust me, OK?” Hisson queried with a cryptic smile.

\t“You can’t tell me? But…” Helena began, but when she saw Hisson’s face start to form a pained expression, she let the question trail off. “…OK, whatever you can do to help would be great, bro. I’m not complaining. I just wish I could see how you’re going to make things better without telling her about me.”

\t“You let me worry about that. For now, I guess we should start cleaning things up,” Hisson offered, eager to change the conversation before it could get any more detailed on the subject.

\tThe two siblings set about cleaning up the room after separating from one another, each fixed on the task at hand as a thought focused in each of their minds. Helena’s thoughts were of why her brother would want to keep his plan secret from her, and Hisson’s thoughts were of just how things might go wrong, and how it was best to keep Helena’s involvement out of it. After all…even though it might help her, she still might not approve in the end.

\t“Where’s dad?”

\t“He got a call out on business, he’ll be back tomorrow. You all right, son? You look like you’re a little tired,” Fyre offered, concerned for her boy’s health.

\t“O-oh, yeah, I’m OK, just woke up in the middle of the night, had a hard time getting back to sleep,” Hisson admitted, in a statement that was close enough to the truth so as not to be a lie…not really.

\t“Ah, yes, I think we’ve all had that happen before. Maybe you should take a nap?” Fyre asked with a slight nod, turning away from her son so that she could put some of her summer clothes into the appropriate drawers in her room.

\tThe slight click of the door closing and locking was missed by Fyre as her attention was distracted by her task, nor did she see Hisson approaching her from behind, his gaze intent on his mother. “I’m fine, mom…sleep is the last thing on my mind right now,” he stated simply, as his erection began to stir. “Actually…there’s something I want to share with you…something big...”

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