In the study, Oscar was set before a mound of paperwork, nearing the end as he sat at his desk. His eyes carefully scanned page after page, with him writing a signature where necessary, until he felt someone grabbing onto his waist. He looked down to his side, and there she was; little Ophie, bare naked, trying to get his attention. "Daaaad, I wanna play!"
Oscar cooed gently, in his best apolagetic dad voice, his ringtail wrapping around his daugther to comfort her. "I'm sorry, honey, I need to finish my paperwork. You're gonna have to wait."
"But daaaad," complained Ophelia, "I just wanna give you a suck! You can mmm... you can multitask that, right?"
The raccoon smiled softly. He was proud of the young ferret's vocabulary. "Well, knowing you, you're probably gonna want to choke on my cock, is that right?" Ophelia stared up at him, then averted her eyes and nodded. "That's gonna be really distracting. You know how hard you shake when you're getting snuffed, Ophie; I really need to focus on my paperwork. It won't be long, though, and I promise I'll choke you when I'm done. Maybe go play with Leslie while you wait?"
Ophelia's gaze turned back up towards her father, looking him right in the eyes. "But Leo's already playing with Leslie!"
"Well," said Oscar, scribbling something down on his forms, "Maybe you can watch? I bet I'll be done by the time he is; and then you'll be all nice and riled up~"
She blushed, averting her eyes for a moment as she considered what he was likely getting up to. Then, cheerily, she looked her dad back in his eyes. "Ok, dad!" And with that, she was off.

Ophelia went straight for their house's back door. Sure enough, there Leo was, standing in front of Leslie on the back patio with his cock on full display, right on the other side of the screen door. She'd arrived just in time to see her brother leaning forward above his erection, tenderly petting Leslie as the dog gave his tip a few happy licks. Slowly starting to blush, she casually rubbed herself off as she watched the dog's blowjob continue, her brother moaning louder and louder with pleasure... Then it happened. Just as Leo came, Leslie bit down, and tore the little ferret's cock right off of his crotch. Then she chewed it up and bit down again, this time devouring his sack, each bite just making him cum harder from the stump left over where a dick once was.

By now, Ophelia was rock hard. This was a scene she was familiar with, but somehow it never got any less amazing for her. Watching her brother cum all over the place as Leslie bites off his bits, then nuzzles him and casually chomps his throat out, the way he happily squirms away, steadily dying by his beloved pet, still leaking a bit of white from his nub... She reached one hand under her cock while the other kept rubbing away, pushing two fingers into her wet snatch. Dad was right about how this would get her riled up, but now she just couldn't wait for him to be done with his work.

"Hey, pumpkin." She felt a strong hand on her shoulder, which made her jump sligthly. Blushing, she looked back behind her, and there he was. The raccoon had shown up in time to see Leslie dragging his son's lifeless body into the yard. That put a smile on his face; Leo always looked so pleased as a corpse. Ophie didn't waste any time seeing him behind her; right away, she spun around and hugged thighly around his waist, her cock smacking against his leg in the motion. She nuzzled his lap affectionately with the side of her head, feeling her dad's bulge growing larger in his pants. With those wide puppy eyes she was so good at, Ophelia stared him in the face and asked, "Daddy, can I pleeeaaase suck you now?"

Oscar smiled softly at her. "You can suck 'till you choke~" With that, he hooked his thumbs onto his waistband and casually pushed his pants down below his waist, letting his cock flop out. He was much thicker than the average raccoon - he liked to claim there was some wolf in him somewhere down the line. An excited smile on her face, Ophelia practically dove for his cock, giving the tip a loving kiss before hungrily slurping down its length. She went hastily down to the hilt on her first go, giving a full-body shudder as the tip sunk into her throat and gagged her.

The racoon sighed softly, his tip dripping with pre in his daughter's throat. Grabbing her head with both hands, he began pushing her back and forward, guiding her into a deep throatfuck - never quite letting her off of his cock enough to breathe. Each time she bottomed out, her whole body shook again, vibrations sending waves of pleasure up Oscar's dick. As her face started turning blue, she began jacking herself off again, rubbing her stiff cock hard with one hand while the other wrestled energetically with her clit. Thus encouraged, Oscar went harder and harder, watching the blue in her face spread as her muzzle smacked against his crotch again and again.

Finally, the dam broke. Biting back a thick, syrupy groan of pleasure, Oscar pushed his way deep into Ophelia's throat one last time, holding himself deep inside of her as he let loose. His tip spurted with a heavy stream, injecting the hot fluid straight into the choking ferret's belly. Ophelia's eyes started to roll back, both from pleasure and from being choked out. Before long, she tipped over the edge as well, her whole body giving one last, intense shake as she squirted onto the floor. Finally, cum dripping lazily from her cock, Ophelia went limp, arms falling unmoving to her sides.

Oscar took a moment to catch his breath, breathing heavily with the airless ferret practically glued to his cock. He looked down at her, noticing she wasn't moving anymore. Carefully, he poked the side of her face. No response. He poked right beside her eye - nothing. Finally, he gently poked the eye itself. Ophelia's body didn't react in the slightest. Satisfied, he let go of her head, letting her body fall back onto the floor with a thump. Her head fell to the side, mouth hanging passively open, drooling a steady stream of cum and saliva. Casually, he slipped his pants up to cover himself and hoisted the corpse over his shoulder, tossing the dribbling body outside. That would be enough to keep Leslie fed for the day.

Finally finished, he headed back inside to the living room, where he took a seat beside Nicole. She was watching an old soap opera on TV, enjoying how cheesy it was. As he picked up a book to read, the ferret spoke up. "So, how are the kids doing?"
Flipping to where he'd left off on the book, he casually responded. "Both dead, for the time being. Should be back just in time to get going."
Nicole turned down the volume, chuckling gently as she turned to give her husband bedroom eyes. "Oh really? You know, you COULD join 'em~"
Oscar paused, blushing gently as he looked back and forth between his book, the hallway to the kids' rooms, and Nicole beside him. "...Tempting, but I don't think I want to miss the trip. You know I'm slower coming back than they are. But, you know, there's always tonight~"
Nicole grinned. "I'll be looking forward to it!" With that, she settled back in her seat and adjusted the volume on the TV so she could hear her show again. Offhandedly, she half-muttered, "I know they said being a snuff-slut runs in the family, but it still surprises me just how much Leo and Ophie love dying sometimes."
Oscar chuckled and grunted in agreement. He knew that, in all likelihood, neither of the kids would be alive by the end of the trip.