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This story is a prequel to a 200k+-word novel the commissioner and I have been working on for several years that is itself the successor to a prior collaboration. Although the content of this story is canon and describes the protagonists as youngsters, it is not required reading to understand the larger story once it is published.
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for commissioning this!", "writing": "Innocent No More\n\n(c) 2022-2023 Jack Doe. All characters belong to their creator. Do not distribute without all copyright notices and disclaimers intact.\n\nWriting this story does not constitute endorsement of the events depicted herein by the author. Readers are explicitly discouraged from engaging in any activities that are illegal or harmful to themselves or others.\n\n------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nThe river drifted lazily by, its current so gentle that the surface of the water looked almost as smooth as a lake, save for the occasional trout leaping into the air and splashing back down. The midmorning sun gently warmed the clear water as it glided past a solitary wood cabin whose chimney curled with the faint wisp of breakfast preparations. Though very old, the cabin was cozy and stout, having provided several hundred years of shelter to the Houell family and their ancestors. Insects chirred softly, and aside from the occasional croaking toad, the morning around the mountain-nestled homestead was quiet and peaceful. One could be forgiven for assuming that this remote cabin was all that remained of furdom, but in truth, it was just a secluded spot, a little slice of heaven far north of the hustle and bustle of Shale, the capital of Cyrocia.\n\nAll of a sudden, the stillness was shattered by the shrieks and laughter of two wolf pups, Viscar and his twin sister, Yashramid, as they sprinted out of the cabin, naked as the day they were born, and hurtled headlong towards the river. At ten years old, Viscar was beginning to develop a strong, sturdy frame under his dark gray coat, and his blue eyes flashed gleefully beneath short, flame-colored hair when he flexed his arms and could actually see his biceps beginning to form. Yashramid's coat was a lighter gray, and her long, wavy-blond hair cascaded down her back. She was careful to keep it off her chest, for she herself took pride in how mature her breasts looked for her age.\n\nLaughing and plunging into the water, the two spent several minutes splashing each other playfully before they started bathing, the real reason they were out here.\n\nThe bath started out like it usually did, with the two of them standing in the calf-deep water and taking turns reaching into a pail hanging from a tree branch beside the river. They each took out a handful of soap their mother had made, then worked it into a lather the same way they always did, working from ears and muzzle to tail and toes just as their parents had taught them years ago before moving into the much deeper water to wash it all off.\n\nBut something was different this time. It was not uncommon for the two to bathe together; in fact, if their younger sister, Kariah, weren't sick, she'd be out there bathing with them. But somehow, seeing Yashramid like this as she rubbed soap on her breasts and took the time to cup each one vainly, Viscar felt his heart skip a beat. Startled by the reaction and feeling a little perplexed, he realized that something else was happening, too. His groin felt a little funny, kind of tingly. He shifted and grimaced slightly, then looked down in surprise to see his penis poking from its sheath.\n\nNow, that had happened before, too: from time to time, he'd brushed his hand over his sheath and exposed the pointed, pink tip, but it had never been like this! What he saw was much longer than he'd ever realized, and the feel of the gentle breeze on it made him shudder in surprise and pleasure. Yet the strangest part was yet to come. As he watched, he saw the base of his penis begin to swell. Curiously, he reached down and grabbed it, then threw his head back and let out a surprised gasp.\n\n``What the fuck, Vis?''\n\nThe wolf's eyes snapped open, and he turned as red as his hair on seeing his sister staring at his crotch.\n\n``Whoa!'' she said, kneeling down and peering at it closely. ``I've never seen it do that before!''\n\nWithout thinking, she reached out and grasped it in both paws, and Viscar let out a sharp yelp.\n\n``Shit, sorry, Vis! Does it hurt?'' she asked, snatching her paws back.\n\nViscar shook his head, but his lip was trembling.\n\n``It... it feels really good,'' he admitted. ``I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to yelp; it just kinda surprised me!''\n\nYashramid nodded, then reached tentatively forward again. Grasping her brother's knot in her hand, she squeezed and raised her eyebrows.\n\n``Wow, it's really hard!'' she said. ``Vis?''\n\nHer brother's eyes had rolled back in his head, and his hips had thrust forward of their own volition. Gasping, she hurriedly let go.\n\n``Why'd you stop?!'' Viscar cried.\n\nTaking his dick into his own hands, the young wolf squeezed the base of his cock just like his sister had done.\n\n``Ohh,'' he gasped. ``That - that feels...''\n\nInstinctively, he tugged forward and then moaned loudly as liquid began to spurt from the tip of his cock, clear at first but quickly turning milky before landing on Yashramid's face.\n\n``Ack!'' the young wolfess cried, batting at the foreign liquid. ``Eew, Vis! You peed on me!'' she cried.\n\nViscar stood there, his tongue lolling and his eyes glazed over and half-closed.\n\n``Mm,'' he replied, shaking his head languidly. ``No, that's not peeing,'' he drawled. ``That feels way better than peeing.''\n\nYashramid started, frowning. Pursing her lips, she wiped some of the sticky liquid off her face and sniffed it. Deciding it did not smell like pee, she curiously brought it to her tongue and tasted it.\n\n``What's it taste like?'' Viscar asked, his own curiosity slowly overtaking the floating, ecstatic feelings he'd experienced when he let out his not-pee.\n\n``Weird,'' Yashramid replied matter-of-factly. ``Definitely not pee. Kind of bitter, kind of salty, kind of...tingly?'' \n\nShe smacked her lips a few times thoughtfully. \n\n``I like it,'' she decided. Her blue eyes glinted. ``Can you do it again?''\n\nShe lunged for Viscar's groin, but his red, throbbing member had gone soft and vanished as he was coming down. He looked down and cocked his head curiously as she pawed at his sheath, but as soon as her paw exposed his tip and grazed over it, he leapt backwards, yelping and hissing.\n\n``Vis?'' Yashramid asked worriedly.\n\nHer brother winced. ``It - it's super sensitive now,'' he said. ``M-maybe we should leave it alone for a bit.''\n\nFor a moment, they both looked disappointed, but then he brightened.\n\n``Hey! I wonder if you can feel like I did, too!''\n\nYashramid looked at him skeptically. ``How?'' she asked. ``I don't have a sheath like you do.''\n\nViscar pursed his lips, his expression falling. ``Hm. I dunno,'' he admitted, but then he brightened again. ``But maybe we should feel around and see!''\n\nYashramid shrugged but nodded, and Viscar reached forward to stroke her hair.\n\n``Is this doing anything?'' he asked.\n\nYashramid pursed her lips, then shook her head. ``No, I don't think so.''\n\n``Hm. Well, what about this?'' Viscar asked, reaching up to rub her ear between his fingers and thumb.\n\nYashramid cringed and shied away. ``Eew! That felt icky!'' she cried.\n\n``Sorry, sorry!'' Viscar said, hurriedly pulling his hands back.\n\nScrewing up his face, he reached forward again, and Yashramid hesitantly relaxed as he started stroking her neck. As his fingers brushed her, she let out a soft sigh but also tensed up at the same time.\n\n``Is that... okay?'' he asked.\n\nYashramid squirmed. ``It's... kind of good, but - I dunno, it makes me feel impatient.''\n\n``Impatient?''\n\nYashramid pursed her lips. ``I-I dunno. It feels like it's building up to something, like a volcano rumbling before it explodes.''\n\n``Huh,'' Viscar said, rubbing her neck more roughly. ``Does this make it better?''\n\nYashramid squirmed away, shaking her head. ``I dunno, Vis; I don't think I can feel like you felt.''\n\nViscar pulled his hand back and huffed. ``Well, we can stop if you want,'' he said. His ears drooped. ``I just wanted you to get to feel really good like I did.''\n\nYashramid nodded and put her hand on his reassuringly. ``I know.'' She shrugged. ``But, maybe only boys get to feel like that.''\n\nViscar glanced at her hopefully. ``Can we try some more?'' he asked.\n\nYashramid shrugged. ``Sure, if you want. I guess I just don't want you to get your hopes up.''\n\n``I'm willing to try as long as you are.''\n\n``Okay.''\n\nViscar reached forward again, this time reaching for his sister's breasts. She gasped as his thumb grazed her nipple.\n\n``Does that feel good?'' Viscar asked, gently squeezing her boobs.\n\n``There was something,'' Yashramid replied. ``Do that thing with my nipple again.''\n\n``What thing?''\n\n``I-I dunno; you touched it or something.''\n\nViscar pursed his lips, then pressed his thumbs to her nipples. ``Like this?''\n\nYashramid huffed. ``No. It's gone now.''\n\nViscar let out a frustrated grunt. ``Something with your nipple, huh?'' he said, flicking her nipple up and down with his index finger.\n\nYashramid's eyes went wide, and she squeezed her legs closed together tightly. ``O-oh!'' she gasped.\n\nViscar's face lit up. ``Does that feel good?'' he asked eagerly.\n\nYashramid nodded, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes closed as she leaned into her brother's ministrations. The wolf flicked and pinched her nipples, and she began to pant, feeling increasingly good yet also beginning to feel light-headed and a little afraid.\n\n``V-Vis,'' she said, her face looking concerned.\n\n``Yash? What's the matter?'' Viscar asked, pulling his hands back abruptly. ``I thought you were enjoying it!''\n\nYashramid took a few deep breaths, the fear subsiding and leaving only mild residual pleasure.\n\n``I-I was, but... I dunno, it felt too good or something,'' she said. Glancing down, she grinned. ``Looks like I wasn't the only one enjoying it,'' she said, gesturing to Viscar's groin and fiercely wagging tail.\n\nThe wolf looked down and started, seeing himself out of his sheath and hard again. He grinned sheepishly.\n\n``You know, I felt a `little too good' before I started... um... not-peeing. But then when I kept squeezing myself, 'too good' felt really good. Maybe we just have to keep going a bit more?'' he suggested.\n\nYashramid hesitated, then shook her head. ``Maybe later,'' she said. ``That was... kinda scary.''\n\nViscar cocked his head. ``Do you want to stop?'' he asked.\n\nYashramid shook her head. ``No, but... maybe try somewhere else?''\n\nHer brother nodded, reached forward, and began stroking her sides. Yashramid immediately squirmed.\n\n``Ack! Stop it, Vis! That tickles!'' she cried.\n\n``Oh, sorry,'' Viscar said, huffing. ``Man, this is harder than I thought.''\n\nYashramid nodded, relaxing a bit as the threat of being tickled receded. \n\n``Oh, what about this?'' Viscar asked, grasping her tail and lightly squeezing it as he had done to his knot.\n\nHis sister pursed her lips, but though he moved up and down her tail, squeezing here and there, stroking, and running his fingers through her wet fur, she at last shook her head.\n\n``Nope, nothing,'' she said.\n\nSighing, she moved back towards the bank and sat on it with her feet in the water. Viscar followed her, both of them looking disappointed.\n\n``Last try,'' Viscar said, reaching down and running his finger against one of her soles.\n\nYashramid kicked and gave him a dirty look. ``That tickles, too.''\n\nViscar huffed and shook his head. ``Sorry, Yash. I-I thought that maybe you could feel the way I did, but we've gone head to toe, and nothing worked.''\n\n``It's okay, Vis,'' his sister replied, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder. ``I appreciate you trying anyway.''\n\nShe spread her legs and reached forward to stretch, groaning luxuriously before sitting back.\n\n``Not a bad idea,'' Viscar chuckled. \n\nSitting between her legs, he stretched out his arms and flexed his fingers out, groaning as he stretched from fingertip to fingertip. As he finished stretching and went to pull his arms in, his fingers grazed against his sister's crotch.\n\nShe gasped.\n\n``Oh, sorry,'' Viscar said. ``Just wasn't watching where my hands were going.''\n\n``No, that's not it. Vis, that felt pretty good!''\n\n``Really?'' Viscar asked.\n\nMoving up closer to her, he reached forward and began to stroke her folds.\n\n``Like this?'' he asked.\n\nYashramid bit her lip and shook her head. ``No. It's... close, maybe?''\n\nViscar's brow furrowed determinedly as he continued to feel around, brushing the space where her vulva met the rest of her body and making her squirm impatiently. He continued moving his hands around, exploring her perineum and slipping his fingers along her labia, until at last, she grabbed his hands and moved them towards the spot that had felt so good. As they pressed against her clit, she moaned loudly.\n\n``Right there?'' Viscar asked.\n\nHer mouth open, Yashramid nodded wordlessly and licked her lips. Encouraged, her brother began lightly rubbing her clit. She let out a soft growl, a sound Viscar had never heard before. His eyes darted to her face, but all he saw was ecstasy. Growing increasingly excited, he began rubbing harder, and she responded by growling louder and thrusting her hips towards him.\n\nAt one point, he moved his hand to get better access, and as he adjusted his position, a couple of fingers slipped inside. Yashramid groaned loudly.\n\n``Y-you okay?'' Viscar panted.\n\n``Y-yeah. K-keep going!'' Yashramid gasped in response.\n\n``Hang on; I have an idea.''\n\nHe got to his feet on wobbly legs and went and sat behind her on the bank. She scooted back to sit on his lap. The heat of her tail and buttocks pressed up against his already-throbbing cock made him shudder with excitement, but his focus was elsewhere. He reached over her legs and pulled her backwards tightly up against him, and then he began to use both hands to finger her pussy and rub her clit.\n\n``Oh, shit, Vis!'' she cried. ``Go deeper!''\n\nHer brother hooked his fingers inside of her and pulled back hard, thrusting them in deep. Her walls were incredibly hot and tight, and his penis began to dribble up under her tail.\n\nThe feeling of being penetrated sent Yashramid over the edge. Feelings of warmth and happiness exploded inside of her as she clamped down hard, driving her brother's fingers hard into a particularly sensitive spot inside of her.\n\n``O-oh, fuck!'' she gasped.\n\nShe doubled over, her pussy rhythmically squeezing her brother's fingers as her own kind of fluid squirted out of her, drenching his hand. \n\n``Whoa,'' Viscar breathed. ``You can pee, too!''\n\nYashramid gasped. Had she peed? She had definitely felt something come out of her, but Viscar was right: this felt way better than peeing. She didn't have time to ponder it too hard, though. She yelped in ecstasy as her brother pulled his fingers out of her, sniffed them, and then tasted the fluids.\n\n``Huh,'' he said. ``Not exactly pee. It's slippery and'' - he inhaled deeply and shuddered - ''makes me want to not-pee again.''\n\n``Let me taste!'' Yashramid said eagerly.\n\nHer brother moved his fingers to her lips, and she eagerly sucked them inside, experiencing the taste for herself. The feeling on the aroused wolf-cub's fingers made him shudder excitedly as his sister analyzed the taste of these new fluids. \n\n``Definitely not pee,'' she declared. ``It doesn't make my tongue burn like pee does, and it's got a different smell, something... musky? Earthy?''\n\n``Yeah!'' Viscar agreed. ``That's it. Lemme taste again?''\n\n``Well, okay, but there's not much left.''\n\nViscar tasted his fingers again, but his sister was right; there wasn't much left to taste. He huffed.\n\n``It's a shame we'll have to wait to do it again,'' he said.\n\n``Wait. Why?'' Yashramid asked, grinning. ``Let's do it again right now!''\n\nShe pulled his hand down to her groin, and he slipped his fingers back inside.\n\n*************\n\nHearty soup bubbled on the wood-burning stove, filling the cabin with the savory aromas of beef, beans, potatoes, onions, and spices. A spoon propelled by an invisible, telekinetic hand moved through the stew, stirring it to prevent it from scorching while the cook, Rialla, used her physical hands to carve off hunks of the previous days' salted pork and roasted turkey to make sandwiches. The smell of the bread baking in the oven competed with the soup, trying to overpower the savory aromas but failing and intermingling instead to create a mouth-watering combination. \n\nBut as the smell of cooking yeast gave way to caramelizing dough, the fluffy, white-coated wolfess put down her knife, paused her telekinetic stirring, and opened the oven door with her mind, negating the need for protective pads as she pulled the loaf from the oven, inspected it, and with a satisfactory whiff, transferred it to a rack to let it cool a little bit before she sliced it into pieces and loaded it up with meat, cheese, and a few greens from the cabin's garden. Closing the oven door with her mind, she went to the soup, grasped the spoon, and spooned up enough to taste, carefully blowing on it to cool it before she brought it to her lips.\n\n``Mm, that's got it,'' she said, nodding to herself.\n\nClosing the damper on the stove to extinguish the fire inside, she wiped her hands on her apron and then frowned to herself, suddenly realizing that something was missing. A bit of stray flour on her tail distracted her a moment, and she took up the fluffy appendage, grimacing indignantly as she brushed the offending off-colored powder off her otherwise snow-white tail. Satisfied, she abruptly remembered the original thing that was missing and frowned.\n\n``Now where are those two?'' she murmured. ``I sent them for a bath an hour ago!''\n\nShaking her head, she strode from the kitchen to check in on her youngest, Kariah. The poor girl had been feeling unwell, so Rialla had let her sleep in while she made an early lunch. She moved quietly into the sleeping 9-year-old's room and felt of her forehead. Withdrawing her hand, she shook her head.\n\nBest to let her sleep, she thought, running a finger affectionately through the cub's straight, black hair. She'd come back and check on her after lunch and bring her some soup to see if she could get it down.\n\nLeaving Kariah's room, the wolfess headed towards the back of the cabin, to where her husband, Varn, was practicing his magic.\n\nShe heard his incantations even before she got to the door, and as she reached for the latch, the door suddenly vanished.\n\n``Shoot,'' Varn said, reddening beneath his jet-black fur. ``Sorry you had to see that, dear.''\n\nRialla just rolled her eyes. ``What, pray tell, were you actually trying to do to our door?'' she asked wryly.\n\n``Well, you see, that's just the thing; I wasn't trying to do anything to the door,'' Varn admitted. ``I was aiming for that.''\n\nRialla followed his gaze, then jumped and instinctively swatted the spider sitting on the doorframe with the back of her hand.\n\n``Dear!'' Varn protested, tugging at his luxurious beard, ``Now I have to find another test subject!''\n\nRialla grimaced and wiped the spider-guts on the back of her trousers as she fixed her husband with an expectant look. \n\nVarn grinned sheepishly.\n\n``Vanishing spiders?'' Rialla asked.\n\n``Vanishing spiders,'' Varn said, nodding, stroking his mustache and grinning with childlike enthusiasm.\n\nRialla started to protest, but then closed her mouth and just shook her head again. Pup-rearing had matured her beyond her 24 years, an experience not felt as keenly by her happy-go-lucky husband. Varn's immaturity could be annoying from time to time, but now was not one of those times. His grin was infectious, and she found herself grinning along.\n\n``If you would promise not to squish them on sight, I might focus on more, ah, general-purpose spells, my dear,'' Varn said reproachfully. ``But since you insist on killing then on sight, it is my duty to protect them from your wrath.''\n\n``I'm going to show you some wrath,'' Rialla said, smirking as she moved up to him and slid into his arms.\n\nThey kissed affectionately and nuzzled for a moment before Rialla stepped back.\n\n``How is Kariah holding up?'' Varn asked.\n\n``Still asleep, but her fever has broken,'' Rialla said. ``I'll try to feed her later.''\n\nAbout that moment, the aromas that had been held at bay by the now-absent door wafted in, and Varn inhaled deeply.\n\n``My!'' he said, brightening, ``That's a fair improvement over the smell of sulfur in the crucible and formaldehyde-infused ox-eyes.''\n\n``I should say so!'' Rialla said, putting her hands on her hips in mock indignation.\n\n``I'll get cleaned up and be right in,'' Varn promised.\n\n``All right. I'm going to go find the twins.''\n\n``The twins? They're not back from their bath, yet?''\n\nRialla raised her eyes skyward. ``I'm sure they've gotten to splashing or started chasing a fish in the river.''\n\n``Or caught a hawk and strong-armed it into taking them for a ride,'' Varn suggested wryly. ``All right. See you soon.''\n\nShe went back to the kitchen, took off her apron, and then stepped out onto the back porch, closing the door gently behind her. She pursed her lips, considering where her wayward children would have gone, then strode off towards the river. Ascending the slight hill that separated the cabin from the water, she inhaled the morning air appreciatively as she came over the hill. As the ground dropped away below her, she suddenly spied her cubs and stopped short, frowning and cocking her head.\n\n``That's not... surely?'' she murmured.\n\nShaking her head, she made her way closer, her pulse accelerating. Could it be? Already?\n\nAs she drew nearer, she could see Yashramid sitting in front of Viscar; the wolfess couldn't tell whether her daughter was sitting on his lap or just between his legs, but that was definitely the least interesting part of what was happening. What had caught her attention and held it like a vise was the fact that her son and daughter appeared to be taking turns sucking on his fingers.\n\nNow close enough to see better, she exhaled slowly as her pace quickened, feeling a strange mixture of relief and disappointment. Her daughter's backside was not pressed up against her son's groin as she had initially expected, but her initial reaction had not been too far off: the contrast of dark and light gray fur against the red, phallic blob between them was impossible to miss. She slowed and let out a quavering breath, swallowing and wondering just how far her precocious offspring had gone. Had she missed their big moment, or had they stopped short of going all the way?\n\n``Ahem,'' she said sternly, stepping up behind them.\n\nThe two gasped in surprise and whipped their heads to look back and up at their mother.\n\n``Oh! Uh, hey, Mom!'' Yashramid said unabashedly.\n\n``Just what are you two doing?'' Rialla asked, putting her hands on her hips.\n\nViscar turned red under his fur and quickly averted his eyes, but Yashramid, ever brash, beamed up shamelessly and said, ``Viscar's fingers taste good!''\n\n``I... see,'' Rialla said slowly, adopting an even sterner tone and hoping her cubs wouldn't catch the hint of breathlessness. ``And, um, where have his fingers been that makes them taste so good?''\n\n``In my fucking pussy!'' Yashramid declared triumphantly.\n\nRialla's jaw fell open, and she let out an involuntary snicker despite her best efforts. Her daughter's capacity to string expletives together was impressive to say the least, but it was her cheerful delivery when people least expected it that made it nearly impossible to scold her - if Rialla had wanted to scold her, that is. Deliberately closing her mouth and covering her muzzle for a few seconds, she exhaled forcefully and recomposed herself, scowling at her cubs.\n\n``M-Mom, we were just playing a game,'' Viscar said timidly.\n\nRialla winced imperceptibly, and her expression softened. It was hard having cubs with such different personalities; Viscar's fear of getting in trouble made him sensitive to even the subtlest reproach, yet Yashramid could withstand even the harshest rebuke either blithely or defiantly, depending on her mood at the time. Kariah, if she were here, would be somewhere in the middle.\n\n``That's a very adult game,'' she said in a softer tone. ``Where did you learn that?''\n\n``W-we were just bathing and, and - ''\n\n``And Vis's dick got all big and hard like it is now!'' Yashramid said, turning to point, then doing a double-take. ``Well, it was,'' she said, giving him a dirty look.\n\nRialla didn't say anything for a moment, but then she nodded.\n\n``Come on,'' she said gently with a faint smirk. ``Get washed up for lunch, and then we'll talk about this.''\n\nHer pups got to their feet, and Yashramid trotted along ahead.\n\n``It's all right, Viscar,'' Rialla said, seeing her son's tail tucked between his legs. ``You're not in trouble. Not big trouble anyway. There are just some things to know before you two go much further. Okay?''\n\nViscar's ears raised a little, and his tail clenched a little less tightly. He nodded faintly, swallowing and giving a wan smile.\n\n``Go on,'' Rialla said, gesturing towards the cabin. ``I'll explain more after we eat.''\n\n*************\n\n``So, what did you want to talk about, Mom?'' Yashramid asked excitedly, her tail wagging ferociously behind her chair.\n\n``Finish your lunch, and then we?ll talk,'' Rialla replied pointedly, exchanging glances with Varn, whose tail was also wagging furiously despite his efforts.\n\nYashramid looked like she was about to protest, but then dove into her food and scarfed it down within seconds.\n\n``Done,'' she announced impishly.\n\n``Wait for your brother,'' Rialla replied, rolling her eyes knowingly.\n\n``He?s done, too,'' Yashramid said, her eyes darting to her brother and back and glinting mischievously.\n\nRialla did a double-take. Sure enough, Viscar?s plate was cleared even of the crumbs, and his bowl was empty.\n\n``Vis? You never eat that fast!'' Varn said, impressed. \n\nViscar grinned sheepishly. ``I eat when I get nervous,'' he replied.\n\n``So...'' Yashramid hinted, glancing expectantly at her mom.\n\nRialla rolled her eyes and huffed, but her tail, too, began to wag subtly.\n\n``Your mother told me what you were doing while you were getting dressed for lunch,'' Varn said, exchanging glances with his wife. \n\nRialla pursed her lips. ``There's nothing wrong with exploring each other,'' she said slowly, ``But it's important to understand what it is you're doing and what can happen if you don't take... precautions.''\n\nShe glanced at the pups, who both looked back with rapt attention.\n\n``Yeah? So, what is it?'' Yashramid asked.\n\nThe adults exchanged glances, both of them a little unsure of what exactly to say.\n\n``It's called `sex','' Rialla said at last, a little more flatly than she intended.\n\nThe pups' tails stopped wagging, and their faces fell.\n\n``That was sex?'' Viscar asked, his eyes widening and his skin blanching under his fur.\n\nRialla nodded. ``And it's usually something that only adults do.''\n\nViscar and Yashramid exchanged glances. Viscar swallowed hard.\n\n``But, we..'' He huffed, his head hanging and his ears drooping. ``I'm sorry. I didn't know.''\n\n``Hey, easy,'' Varn said, reaching over and putting his hand on his son's shoulder.\n\nYashramid shook her head. ``No, that can't be sex. We - we weren't doing that!'' Even she looked borderline distressed.\n\n``It's okay, kids,'' Rialla said hurriedly. ``Look, your dad and I know you didn't know. That's why we're telling you before you do something that you can't take back.''\n\nThe pups did a double-take.\n\n``Can't take back?'' Viscar asked nervously.\n\n``What do you mean?'' Yashramid demanded.\n\nThe adults exchanged glances again.\n\n``You... know what sex is for, right?'' Varn asked.\n\nHe was met with blank stares.\n\n``No, how could they?'' Rialla asked. ``We haven't talked about it before.''\n\nSighing, she swallowed and collected her thoughts.\n\n``Sex is where babies come from,'' she said, eliciting gasps.\n\n``But it's also a lot of fun,'' Varn interjected, grinning.\n\n``It's a way of showing someone how much you love him or her.''\n\n``And it also feels really good.''\n\n``Dear!''\n\n``What? We're trying to keep it light, aren't we?''\n\nRialla sighed, her husband's infectious grin beginning to tug at the corners of her mouth.\n\n``Oh, all right,'' she admitted, ``It does feel really good.''\n\nTails began tentatively wagging all around the table.\n\n``But, are you saying Yash and I made a baby? Are we gonna get p-p-pregnant?'' Viscar asked anxiously.\n\n``From what I saw, no,'' Rialla said, but then she cocked her head. ``You didn't...put your penis in your sister's vagina, did you?'' she asked.\n\nThe pups stared at her blankly.\n\n``Vagina?''\n\nRialla frowned. ``You two know that you have different body parts down there, right?''\n\n``You must, since you were getting a pretty intimate look earlier,'' Varn chuckled.\n\nThe pups nodded hesitantly.\n\n``Then you know that Viscar has a penis?''\n\nAnother nod.\n\n``And Yashramid has a vagina.''\n\n``Is that the triangle-shaped thing between her legs?'' Viscar asked.\n\nThe adults breathed a sigh of relief.\n\n``Yes,'' Rialla said. ``That's her vagina.''\n\nViscar frowned, then shook his head. ``Then no, I just put my fingers in there. She tastes good.''\n\nThe table screeched abruptly, and Varn reddened as he adjusted himself under the table.\n\n``Uh, sorry,'' he said sheepishly. ``Tastes good, you say?''\n\nHe and Rialla exchanged significant looks. Both of them shifted in their seats, their hearts pounding, but then Rialla huffed and recomposed herself.\n\n``We can talk about that later,'' she said firmly. ``What exactly did the two of you do?'' she asked.\n\nThe twins described - haltingly at first but with much encouragement from their parents - how Viscar had gotten hard, how the weird not-pee had come out of his penis, and how good it had felt to do it. Then they described their quest to make Yashramid feel the same way, how they had tried a lot of things that didn't work, but how they'd eventually found that rubbing the little bump made her ``vagina'' get all wet and taste good.\n\nRialla nodded when they finished. ``In that case, no, you definitely aren't going to get pregnant,'' she said.\n\nThe pups breathed a sigh of relief.\n\n``But how does putting my penis in her... vagina make us get pregnant?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``Well, um, you don't get pregnant,'' Varn said, chuckling. ``She gets pregnant.''\n\n``That `not-pee' that came out of you is actually called `semen','' Rialla said. ``Inside of it, it's got a bunch of little sperm that look like tadpoles. When you let them out into the air, they swim around for a while and then die.''\n\n``But Yashramid has a bunch of very tiny eggs inside of her,'' Varn chimed in. ``It's a bit complicated, but if one of your sperm happens to come in contact with one of her eggs and they like each other, the sperm can get inside of her egg and turn it into a very tiny puppy.''\n\nYashramid shriveled her nose. ``Wait, so a tadpole and an egg turn into a puppy? How does that work?'' she asked skeptically.\n\nVarn and Rialla exchanged glances again.\n\n``It's, um, kind of complicated,'' Rialla said, ``But the short version is that the egg and sperm are each just one cell. When they get together, the two cells fuse into one and share the information they each have on how to make a puppy. Then, that cell starts growing and dividing itself into two smaller cells. Each of those grows and divides, and it all happens over and over. As more and more cells appear and fit together, they start to turn into the shape of a puppy.''\n\n``It's really quite fascinating,'' Varn said, his face even brighter than it usually was, ``The cell specialization, the stem cells, how the placenta provides a way to feed the puppy while he or she is in Mommy's womb - why, there's just so much to talk about - ''\n\n``But there are other things that we need to talk about a little more urgently right now,'' Rialla said, giving him a significant look.\n\n``Oh, right,'' he chuckled sheepishly.\n\n``For now, just understand that if Viscar puts his penis into Yashramid's vagina, she might get pregnant. And even though you didn't know that until just now, your bodies do, and they want that very much,'' Rialla said.\n\n``They do?'' Viscar asked. ``What do you mean?''\n\n``And how can our bodies want something that we don't even know about?'' Yashramid asked.\n\n``Most creatures instinctively want to make babies,'' Varn said. ``That's how they continue as species. It's programmed into them from birth.''\n\n``But having babies is hard work and takes a lot of energy, so for the first several years, they just focus on growing and big and healthy. Then, when their bodies have decided they're ready, they start to change.''\n\n``Viscar, you've noticed how your muscles have started to get bigger, right?''\n\nViscar nodded.\n\n``And your voice has gotten deeper.''\n\nAnother nod.\n\n``And from what I saw, your penis has gotten bigger, too,'' Rialla said with a faint smirk.\n\nViscar blushed, then nodded again.\n\n``And Yashramid, your hips have widened.''\n\n``Yeah.''\n\n``And your breasts have started growing.\n\nYashramid grimaced. ``Yeah, they're kind of in the way.''\n\n``And your heat cycle has started.''\n\n``Wait, so Vis gets to have a deeper voice, and I have to put up with that?'' Yashramid asked. ``That's bullshit!''\n\n``Tell me about it,'' Rialla muttered. She shook her head. ``But, that's just how it is. Your bodies know that it's about time to start making puppies, and so they've started preparing to do that. Your wider hips will let a puppy pass through once it is ready to be born. With your hips the way they were, the puppy would get stuck.''\n\n``And Viscar's larger penis will put his sperm closer to your eggs so they don't have to swim as far.''\n\n``Your breasts will swell with milk to feed your pups, and Viscar's bigger muscles would have prepared him to catch bigger prey back in the days before we civilized.''\n\n``To answer your question, Viscar, when you saw Yashramid bathing, saw the shape of her hips and the smell of her pheromones, your penis got hard because it wanted to make a baby.''\n\n``Pheromones?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``Special smells that one wolf makes to tell another wolf subconsciously that she or he is ready to make puppies. They were especially effective back when people didn't wear clothes.''\n\n``Like Kariah?'' Viscar asked, his innocence eliciting a chorus of laughter from his parents.\n\n``Aye, your sister's about the most natural of all of us,'' Varn chuckled.\n\n``But I?m not ready to make puppies!'' Yashramid protested. ``Does that mean I'd have them sucking on my boobs all the time and yapping and whining?''\n\nRialla and Varn exchanged glances and grinned.\n\n``Gee, what would give you that idea?'' Rialla laughed, giving Yashramid a significant look.\n\n``But, times change. We buy meat from the butcher or use bows and arrows and spears to catch prey now, but in the old days, all we had were our bodies and our teeth,'' Varn said.\n\n``And people died young, so they started to make puppies as soon as they were able. Like you said, we don't necessarily want to have pups right away; you two are still growing and playing, and having to spend all your time caring for a puppy instead would mean you'd have to grow up much sooner than you had to.''\n\n``So, your bodies are ready to make puppies and are sending each other all the right signals, but you aren't really ready to have puppies just yet,'' Varn summarized. ``So, what do you do?''\n\nThe twins pursed their lips and thought about it.\n\n``Don't have sex?'' Viscar asked finally.\n\n``Don't put his penis in my vagina?'' Yashramid offered.\n\n``Both of those are perfectly good ways,'' Rialla said, nodding. ``But there are other ways, too.''\n\n``Viscar, you said that it felt really good to touch your penis, right?''\n\nViscar nodded.\n\n``And it felt good to touch your vagina?'' Rialla asked Yashramid.\n\n``Yeah!'' Yashramid beamed.\n\n``So sometimes it feels... good for Viscar to put his penis in Yashramid's vagina,'' Rialla said, flushing as she considered the thought.\n\n``Y-yeah,'' Varn said, his eyes locking with hers. ``Really good.''\n\n``In fact, maybe Yashramid would... would...''\n\n``Want Viscar to put his penis in her right now...''\n\nThe two stared at each other from across the table, panting while their legs squirmed and squeezed together underneath it.\n\n``Mom? Dad? Are you okay?'' Viscar asked after a moment.\n\nThe two started and swallowed hard.\n\n``Y-yeah,'' Rialla said, forcing a chuckle. ``It's, uh, just a lot of fun.''\n\n``But we don't have a hundred brothers and sisters,'' Yashramid said pointedly. ``Does that mean you guys aren't doing it?''\n\nVarn snorted out a laugh. ``I, um, wouldn't say that,'' he said.\n\n``Your father knows how to make a potion to let us have all the fun without making puppies,'' Rialla said. ``In time, he'll teach you how to make it so that you can have some fun, too.''\n\n``With each other?'' Viscar asked, his ears pricking up.\n\nRialla glanced at her husband.\n\n``Society doesn't generally like for brothers and sisters to have sex with each other,'' she said hesitantly.\n\n``But our family isn't like most of society,'' Varn replied, giving her a significant look.\n\n``Is this gonna be a history lesson?'' Yashramid asked, shriveling her nose.\n\n``Oh?'' Viscar's ears perked up.\n\nVarn smirked. ``I think there'll be something in this that you both might like,'' he chuckled. ``It all started innocently enough, to be fair, but it's a tale of love and loss - ''\n\n``Boring!'' Yashramid declared.\n\n`` - and incest. Lots of incest,'' Varn finished, smirking.\n\n``Incest?'' Yashramid asked skeptically.\n\n``Let's just say that our family tree looks less like a tree and more like a knot. Or a pretzel,'' Varn chuckled, but he was met with mystified stares from his pups.\n\n``Oh, never mind. You'll see,'' he said, his eyes glinting.\n\n``Your great-great-great - oh, it's about five or so `greats' - grandfather's name - ''\n\n``Well, it kinda depends on which way you trace it,'' Rialla interjected. ``If you follow the tree through Mathilda, it's eight `greats'.''\n\n``Well, yeah, but - ''\n\n``And if you follow it through the Greyells - ''\n\n``We do not speak of the Greyells,'' Varn snapped, scowling at his wife. \n\nThe sudden change in mood and intensity of his reaction was palpable in the air like the ominous stillness before a lightning strike. For a long moment, everybody sat, afraid to move as Varn glared at Rialla. But, at last, he forced a smile and chuckled ruefully.\n\n``Sorry,'' he said at last. ``That's, um... a bit of a sore spot in the family.''\n\nYashramid and Viscar had questions, but they dared not ask. They had seen their father angry fewer than a handful of times in their lives, but they knew that such occasions were terrifying to behold and not something they wanted to experience. They let it go.\n\n``Anyway, five greats or eight, it doesn't really matter. It's the same guy: Grigori Houell. He fell in love with a very talented witch and famous healer named Rasha, and the two had twins not long afterwards. Incidentally, we named you two after them: Viscar and Yashramid. We don't know whether Grigori had any magic of his own, but we do know that the twins were both just as skilled as their mother. Viscar focused on aquakinesis - ''\n\n``That's water manipulation: making it move, freezing it, boiling it, purifying it, making fog go away or appear, all that,'' Rialla clarified.\n\n`` - and Yashramid was more of a generalist, like Kariah is.''\n\n``Like you are,'' Rialla said.\n\n``Well, yeah. Anyway, much like you, Yashramid, your namesake wanted to go out and do some adventuring before settling down.''\n\n``And then the plague happened,'' Rialla said.\n\n``And then the plague happened,'' Varn nodded.\n\n``It killed both Grigori and Rasha.''\n\n``Hell, it killed off almost the entire continent! We're pretty sure it killed off almost if not all of the other mages.''\n\n``Just as now, magic wasn't very widespread, but after the plague, it was really scarce.''\n\n``And, it's hereditary: if your parents don't have magic, you probably won't, either.''\n\n``Don't go getting started on the genetics again, dear. You'll bore your daughter to death.''\n\nVarn huffed. ``Oh, fine,'' he whined. ``But you do have to understand that it's recessive: dominant traits show up more easily than recessive ones do. But then there are some features that are actually combinations of lots of different traits. Take coat color, for instance: your mother is white and I am black, but the two of you are different shades of gray. That's because - ''\n\n``Dear,'' Rialla warned.\n\n``Oh, fine!'' Varn sighed. ``Moving on...''\n\n``All you need to know is that if a mage has puppies with a non-mage, there's a good chance their pups won't be mages,'' Rialla said.\n\n``And your ancestors didn't want that,'' Varn said, nodding. ``Now, you have to understand that then as now, having sex with your family members - ''\n\n``That's incest.''\n\n`` - was looked down upon. But, with the plague having killed off essentially all the other mages, that didn't leave many options for Yashramid and Viscar. They could either breed with non-mages and take the chance that magic would die out entirely, or they could try something so taboo and crazy that it might just work.''\n\n``They were, legends say, rather uncomfortable with the idea; they weren't degenerates, but desperate times called for desperate measures,'' Rialla clarified.\n\n``But why don't people like it?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``I was getting to that, but I'm glad you asked,'' Varn replied. ``See, there's something you have to know about genetics - ''\n\n``Varn...''\n\n``I'll keep it brief!'' the wolf said, exasperated. ``Genes and stuff aren't an exact, deliberate thing. Sometimes genes get corrupted a little bit, change, and you get new traits expressed - we call them `mutations'. They say the original wolves were all gray, but now you see them in lots of different colors because of those little mutations. Some mutations are good, but some are bad. By breeding with a big range of people over time, you get a chance to bring in more of the good ones and push out the bad ones. If you only breed with the same group over and over, sometimes the bad genes get a chance to get even worse, and it can cause all kind of problems generations down the line.''\n\n``Deformed pups, people with mental disabilities, extremely short life, stuff like that.''\n\n``So, once people learned this, they stopped doing it. Your ancestors knew that was a risk, but they chose to do it anyway to try to preserve their magic. And, it seems the magic appreciated it. In exchange, despite over a hundred years of incest, our family has never seen any of those kinds of problems.''\n\n``That's not to say the magic is a person,'' Rialla said pointedly. ``It can't think and say, `oh, thanks; here, let me give you this in return'.''\n\n``Right, right. But, the decision did prove mutually beneficial. Magic has lived on through our family, and we have prospered despite the risks.''\n\n``And we've been keeping it in the family ever since.''\n\n``Keeping it in the family?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``Incest,'' Varn clarified.\n\n``So, brothers and sisters?'' asked Yashramid.\n\n``Brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, uncles and nieces, heck, even grandparents sometimes!'' Varn replied.\n\n``Tell them about Grigori II,'' Rialla said, chuckling.\n\n``Oh, that horny bastard?'' Varn laughed. ``Well, he was an only child... grandson? great-grandson? I forget, but not far-descended from Viscar and Yashramid. Anyway, he made it his mission to breed with every female relative he ever had as long as he lived. At first it was quaint, but then he became a bit of a celebrity in the family. You weren't even worth knowing if you hadn't bred with him or given your daughters to him to breed. That wolf fathered countless pups over multiple generations, and it was said that he could be someone's father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and great-great-grandfather all at once. And that doesn't even include the uncle, great-uncle, and all that.''\n\n``As a result, almost everybody in our family is descended from him.''\n\n``Except, we're not,'' Varn chuckled.\n\nViscar and Yashramid frowned and looked at each other.\n\n``But couldn't Mom's parents have come from that side?'' Viscar asked.\n\nThe adults exchanged glances, then shared a coy smile.\n\n``Well, no,'' Rialla said mysteriously.\n\n``Why not?'' the pups chorused.\n\n``Well, you see, your mother is actually your half-sister,'' Varn said, a glint in his eyes.\n\nThe adults let that sink in for a minute, but then the pups just looked at them expectantly.\n\n``Your mother's mom is my mom,'' Varn hinted.\n\nThe pups pondered that, and then Viscar said, ``So, you're brother and sister?'' they asked.\n\n``Sort of,'' Rialla grinned.\n\n``I still fondly remember my coming-of-age ceremony,'' Varn said wistfully. ``The first time with my mother was... really quite special.''\n\n``Wait, so you're mom's dad?'' Yashramid gasped.\n\n``Now you're getting it!'' Varn praised her. ``Yes, that's right. As was tradition, I had sex with my mom and got her pregnant on the first try. Your mother was the result.''\n\n``But then, doesn't that make your our...grandpa, too?'' Viscar asked, aghast.\n\nVarn nodded.\n\n``Wow, that's...'' Viscar wrestled with it for a little bit before a sly grin came over his face. ``So, does that mean I'll have sex with Mom one day?''\n\nVarn and Rialla exchanged glances yet again and smiled conspiratorially.\n\n``Yes,'' Rialla said, putting her hand to her crotch under the table. ``When you're ready, that is.''\n\n``When will that be?''\n\n``It all depends on you, Son,'' Varn said. ``It could be years from now, or it could be days.''\n\n``Or even today,'' Rialla murmured under her breath.\n\n``Did you say something, Mom?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``No,'' Rialla replied, shaking her head innocently. ``The thing is, we don't want to put pressure on you.''\n\n``Either of you,'' Varn added, looking at Yashramid, who did a double-take.\n\n``Wait, so... You'd have sex with me?'' she asked. ``But I'm not ready to get pregnant, yet!''\n\n``That's what the potions are for,'' Varn replied.\n\n``Assuming, that is, that you want to have sex with him, too,'' Rialla added.\n\n``Oh, of course,'' Varn said, nodding vigorously. ``Like we said, we don't want to pressure either one of you. If you want to have sex with us - or even with each other - that's completely up to you, but if you don't want to get pregnant, you'd best drink a potion first.''\n\n``We want you both to know that we support you in whatever you decide,'' Rialla said. ``It wasn't typical for your father to have sex with me, but his family was supportive.''\n\n``And your mother was just so beautiful - ''\n\n`` - and your father was so kind and gentle - ''\n\n`` - and her pussy was ten times better than my mother's - ''\n\n``Dad!'' Viscar cried, shocked at the objectification.\n\nRialla laughed. ``Oh, Viscar, you think I don't objectify your dad, too? That cock of his is...mm!''\n\n``Mom!'' Yashramid protested.\n\n``I'm just saying, you should try it sometime,'' Rialla said, winking at her.\n\n``And if you ever feel the urge, Viscar,'' Varn said, inclining his head significantly towards his wife, ``I've looked forward a long time to the day when we could take turns and then share notes.''\n\n``Share notes!'' Viscar gasped.\n\n``What? You don't think your father and I will be sharing notes about you two when the time comes?'' Rialla asked.\n\nThe room grew silent as the pups digested that bit of information.\n\nRialla's tone turned serious. ``As much as we joke and tease each other, though, it's important to remember that the experience is about making things pleasurable for each other. It takes humility to be compared to, say, your daughter'' - she looked at Yashramid. ``But, that's why sex in the Houell family is so mind-blowing for everyone.''\n\n``And it makes sex with a non-Houell seems really unappealing,'' Varn added, shriveling his nose. ``Can you imagine having sex with a guy who thrusts twice and gets off?''\n\n``Or who doesn't know how to milk a cock with her vagina?'' Rialla added, her eye glinting.\n\nVarn's gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily under the table. The room fell silent again, electric with anticipation.\n\n``So, what Yash and I did wasn't bad, then?'' Viscar asked.\n\nRialla shook her head. ``Not at all. You have to protect yourself against unintended consequences, but what you were doing was perfectly natural, just following along with what your body wanted you to do.''\n\n``I wonder - '' Varn said, cutting himself off abruptly.\n\n``What?'' Viscar asked.\n\nVarn locked eyes with Rialla.\n\n``I wonder,'' he said, watching his wife's expression as he spoke, ``If you two would like a demonstration?''\n\nRialla bit her lip, and Varn smirked knowingly with his eyes.\n\nThe twins looked at each other, and then their tails began to wag.\n\n``Really?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``Fuck, yeah!'' Yashramid gloated.\n\n``Mm, there'll be plenty of that, won't there, dear?'' Rialla asked, stepping back from the table.\n\n``As much as you can stand and then some more, my love,'' Varn replied.\n\nThe two began to undress while their pups watched attentively. As Rialla's plain, cream-colored tunic came off, her pups both licked their lips. If they hadn't just eaten and weren't intrigued by their parents' impending demonstration, they might have latched on to her snow-white teats and suckled for a bit; even after all these years, her milk still flowed for them, and she was more than happy to oblige them.\n\nBut that would have to wait. The burlap looped under her breasts she used as a makeshift bra to provide some additional support came off easily, revealing her well-used, pink nipples. A little droplet of off-white milk had seeped out of each nipple, contrasting sharply against her snow-white coat.\n\nBut the twins had seen that many times, and there were new things to watch. As long as they could remember, they had never seen their father wearing anything but fine clothes, or - if he was in his lab practicing magic - protective goggles and the most ostentatious personal protective clothes ever made. Only their father could make goggles and a leather apron look fabulous. At this particular moment, he was stripping off his red satin shirt to reveal the pitch-black, glossy fur underneath. His mustache and beard gleamed and quivered as he moved, twitching beneath eyes that sparkled and flashed with anticipation and mischief. \n\nAs her father pulled his shirt away, Yashramid gasped on seeing just how muscular he was underneath the billowing fabric. Little did she know that without the fabric acting as a rudimentary filter, she would be far more susceptible to the pheromones wafting from the virile wolf's chest and underarms. Though she could faintly detect an unfamiliar smell, she did not realize until it was too late what was going on. Feeling a strange warmth between her legs, she inhaled deeply and looked down, instinctively pressing her hands to her groin and biting her lip just like her mother had.\n\nWhile his dad fumbled with layers of billowing fabric, Viscar's attention turned to his mom, who was removing her skirt in front of him for possibly the first time. As she pulled the fabric down her hips, he did a double-take on seeing how wide they really were. In stark contrast to the fashion of the day, her simple clothes not only did not accentuate her figure, they actively downplayed it. Seeing her as herself took his breath away, and he found himself staring, tongue lolling out of an open mouth. Just as Varn's pheromones had gained new potency without his clothes to dampen them, Viscar quickly looked down and blushed, seeing himself at full attention, throbbing, and leaking clear fluid under his pants as his nostrils picked up the scent of his mother's femininity.\n\nFor Yashramid, the most shocking moment was when her father unlaced his breeches and let them fall to the floor. She had seen her brother's sheath and even his erection, but they had in no way prepared her for what she was about to witness. A male in the prime of his mid-30s, Varn's scrotum was as full and pronounced as it would ever be, sitting beneath a full sheath whose black velvet reflected the light with an audacious sheen. The sheer size of the deep red prick that peeked from his sheath and matched the color of his shirt made her jaw drop. The elder wolf's tip was nearly as large as Viscar's knot, and it glistened in the light with its own lubricants and pheromones.\n\nThe pheromones were what got her the worst.\n\nIt was a delayed reaction, but a few seconds after she saw him in all his glory, she suddenly felt her groin heat up much hotter than it had ever been before. She nearly doubled over from the intense feeling and pressed her paws to her crotch, rubbing it as one would an itchy rash.\n\nFor his part, Varn was not unaware of his daughter's plight. In fact, the scent of her arousal through her clothes was stronger than that of his wife's even without clothes. It was distracting and made him really want to take her right then and there, but that was not the kind of parent he wanted to be. \n\nHe wasn't Grigori II, after all; she'd have to make the first move.\n\nNor was Rialla blind to her son's excitement. Even without seeing what was almost certainly a very eager prick under the dining room table, she could smell the change in his sweat, the eagerness and young virility pouring out of his every pore. But, he wasn't ready - not quite yet - and so she refocused her attention on her husband, who was still the sexiest wolf she'd ever made love to.\n\n``Are you quite ready, my darling?'' Varn asked huskily, stepping up next to her and pressing his peeking cock against her white fur.\n\n``Do you have to ask?'' Rialla asked, smirking knowingly and licking her lips.\n\n``No.''\n\nVarn glanced at the cubs, who sat stiffly in their chairs, staring out of saucer-sized eyes.\n\n``It's going to be rather exhilarating to put on a show,'' he said.\n\n``Pay close attention, kids,'' Rialla said, her voice cracking as Varn lifted her up into the air.\n\nShe wrapped her arms around Varn's waist, and as he reached forward to support her thighs with his forearms, both adults gasped. Chairs scraped as curious cubs scrambled to get a closer view, standing on either side of the pair as Varn's cock grew upward. Rialla bit her lip, her heart pounding as she felt her husband's arms lower her down towards the spike growing below her.\n\nThey felt each other's heat radiating towards each other first. It had been a couple of days since they'd last made love, and both were already excited, their arousal stoked by the eager young faces on either side of them. As Viscar and Yashramid watched breathlessly, slick red disappeared into fluffy white amid a chorus of gasps, and then black joined white and the adults groaned ecstatically.\n\n``My gosh, Varn,'' Rialla panted, ``It's been too long.''\n\n``I know,'' Varn gasped.\n\nHe began to raise and lower her up and down on his shaft while the pups got down on their hands and knees to see what was happening up close. And what a sight it was! Neither Viscar nor Yashramid had seen an adult vagina up close before, and their mother's was quite the specimen. Puffy and radiating heat beneath the slightly off-white fur, it opened and closed as Varn slipped into it, revealing its strawberry-red interior with each stroke. \n\nViscar gasped, his jaw slack and eyes wide at seeing how intensely aroused his mother was. The string of clear fluid that trailed behind his father's prick when it pulled out and then disappeared back inside made him visibly salivate, and he gritted his teeth and grabbed his groin with both hands, uncomfortably hard.\n\nFor Yashramid, it was their father's knot, which had just started to form, and the effect it had on Rialla's swollen vulva, pushing inside and then visibly stretching her as it pulled out, a little more each time, before popping out and shining glossy red under her.\n\nTheir pace quickened, and the pups watched, mesmerized at their rhythmic movements: Rialla's breasts bobbing gently up and down in rhythm with the forward-backward sway of her husband's balls. Their breathing grew more ragged as Varn's hips began to thrust harder.\n\n``D-don't tie me, yet,'' Rialla gasped.\n\nVarn gave her a wild look that quickly turned to dismay.\n\n``We gotta show `em doggy style,'' Rialla panted.\n\nVarn's face lit up. With a shudder from both of them, he lifted her clear of his prick and set her down on the ground. His knot was now the size of an orange beneath a foot-long, swollen, throbbing member.\n\n``My gosh, Dad!'' Viscar gasped.\n\nVarn did a double-take, looking briefly put off before shaking his head, looking at his wife, and grinning as she took up a stance on all fours, lifting her tail up and off to the side as she gave him a seductive look.\n\n``This is a simple position for beginners, kids,'' Rialla said, giving each of them a significant but brief look.\n\nViscar and Yashramid looked at each other, then moved to either side of their parents once more as Varn knelt behind Rialla and moved up between her legs.\n\n``Nice, wide stance, Yashramid,'' Rialla breathed, her eyes half closed as she spread her legs and rocked her hips back, feeling her labia bump against something warm, pointed, and throbbing.\n\n``Makes for a nice thing to grip, Viscar,'' Varn breathed, his hips bucking involuntarily as he reached his arms forward, wrapped them around his wife's waist, and pulled her backward and himself up into her.\n\n``Th-the aim t-takes practice,'' Rialla gasped, her breasts heaving as Varn slipped into her, bottoming out against his knot.\n\n``Can I knot you now?'' he growled in her ear.\n\n``Oh,'' Rialla panted. ``Fuck, yes.''\n\n``Mom!'' Viscar protested, but by then, the adults had already tuned him out, and he'd already lost interest in her profanity anyway.\n\nThere was a glimmer, a red sheen, and then his father's cock disappeared into a sea of white. Black and white fur ground roughly together, and then the adults began to pant hard.\n\n``Y-you ready?'' Varn gasped.\n\n``Yeah.''\n\n``Okay.''\n\nHe tugged backwards and twisted his hips slightly, jamming his knot against Rialla's g-spot. They both grunted in pleasure, and then Varn moved his arms up, making an `X' across Rialla's chest as he pulled her upright, hugging her tightly as his knot throbbed inside of her. Viscar and Yashramid gasped. From this position, they could make out their mother's vulva between her legs, swollen, stretched to the limit, and pulsing in rhythm to the rise and fall of her husband's quivering balls right below her. As they shared their climax, he rubbed and pinched her nipples with both hands and nuzzled, kissed, and nipped at her neck. Each motion elicited an ecstatic jerk that tugged on their coupling and made them both climax even harder, doubling them over together as they rode out the intense contractions.\n\n``M-Mom, Dad, are you okay?'' Viscar asked, alarmed at the pained expressions on their faces.\n\n``Ooh, yes, baby,'' Rialla cooed. ``D-don't mind us; this feels so good.'' \n\nThe pups exchanged uncertain glances as their parents basked in their orgasms for quite some time.\n\n``Are they doing the same thing we did?'' Yashramid whispered, poking Viscar. ``I thought there'd be some white stuff.''\n\nViscar shook his head and shrugged helplessly. He was sure he had definitely made some not-pee, but even from his close vantage point next to his coupled parents, he couldn't see any.\n\nVarn suddenly spoke, startling his kids. ``Ooh, h-honey, I'm about to - '' \n\n``Yeah,'' Rialla breathed.\n\nThey both tensed, and then with a chorus of grunts, Varn's cock pulled out of Rialla's passage, accompanied by a deluge of mixed fluids.\n\nThe pups' eyes bulged.\n\n``Whoa!'' Viscar gasped. ``There's so much!''\n\n``Can I taste it?'' Yashramid asked, rushing forward.\n\n``N-not just yet,'' Rialla gasped, grabbing her daughter telekinetically and holding her back.\n\n``Aww, but - ''\n\n``Eager, aren't they?'' Varn murmured in Rialla's ear.\n\nBoth adults' tails started wagging subtly.\n\n``Potions first,'' Rialla said firmly, doing her best to overcome the shiver of arousal that shot up her back.\n\nVarn took a deep breath, then gasped as his knot deflated enough to let his penis slurp back into his sheath. Walking funnily for the first few steps, he waddle-walked his way over to a cabinet and took down a couple of phials containing an iridescent liquid that alternated between purple and green as it sloshed around in its containers.\n\n``Down the hatch,'' he said, handing one to each of his kids, then crossing his arms and watching them intently to make sure they actually drank them.\n\nYashramid and Viscar both pulled the corks out of the phials, and Viscar cautiously sniffed its contents. It didn't have much of a smell, but there was a faint hint of something vaguely fruity but nondescript. He brought the bottle to his lips.\n\n``Done!'' Yashramid declared. ``Now can we taste it?'' she asked, glancing at the mess on the floor between her mom's legs.\n\n``I'm surprised you two don't want to go make your own,'' Rialla replied, smirking.\n\nViscar nearly spat his out in shock but managed to swallow it just in the nick of time. The pups glanced at each other, and then broad grins spread over their faces.\n\n``Have fun, you two!'' Varn chuckled as they darted out.\n\n``Use the guest bedroom so your sister can sleep!'' Rialla called after them.\n\nThey waited for them to go out of earshot.\n\n``What do you say, dear?'' he asked, smirking as he reached down and scooped up a handful of the stuff.\n\n``More for us, of course,'' Rialla replied, winking. ``Let them make their own if they want it so bad.''\n\nWith that, she leaned forward and began to nurse and suckle her husband's fingers.\n\n*************\n\nGiggling and practically tripping over themselves, the twins hurried into the guestroom and closed the door. The giddiness was nearly palpable as they fumbled to strip off their clothes. At last, tails wagging furiously, they both stood naked, their clothes tossed haphazardly or in piles at their feet.\n\n``Okay, Mom said it was easiest to do it doggy-style,'' Yashramid said, bending over the bed and looking over her shoulder.\n\nViscar froze, his eyes glued to her backside.\n\n``Come on, Vis!'' Yashramid said impatiently, her tail wagging even harder.\n\nSnapping out of it, Viscar took a few clumsy steps forward, put his paws on her hips, and then cocked his head.\n\n``Wait, what did Dad do?'' he asked.\n\nYashramid reached back, grabbed his wrists, and pulled them around the front of her hips.\n\n``He reached around Mom like this,'' she said, ``And then he put his penis inside of her.''\n\nShe licked her lips, grinning as she said the word.\n\nViscar allowed his wrists to be pulled forward, but then he cocked his head again. His penis was half-erect, thanks in no small part to his sister's buffeting tail, but he couldn't see through her fur where he was supposed to aim it.\n\n``Um, I think I might need my hands,'' he said, licking his lips anxiously.\n\n``Huh? Fine, whatever,'' Yashramid replied, letting go and turning forward again.\n\nViscar squatted a little and used his hands to part the hair on his sister's backside.\n\n``Oh! There it is,'' he said, straightening up and taking hold of his sheath with one hand.\n\nSticking his tongue out and closing one eye, he maneuvered his hips side-to-side, lining himself up before pushing forward roughly.\n\n``Ow! Vis!'' Yashramid yelped, ``That hurt!''\n\n``Sorry!'' Viscar winced. ``I-I don't know what I'm - ''\n\n``Also, that's my butt,'' Yashramid said, rolling her eyes as she relaxed her gritted teeth. ``You need to go lower.''\n\nViscar frowned. ``Lower?'' he asked.\n\nSquatting again, he ran his hand up under Yashramid's groin, feeling for the warm, wet opening. His eyes widened as he found it.\n\n``Ohh...''\n\nThe warm, humid space in the palm of his hand made his cock poke fully out of his sheath, and as he pressed it up against his sister's backside, they both shuddered at feeling each other's superheated organs so close together. Their hearts pounded harder.\n\n``O-okay, I - I think I've got it this time,'' Viscar stammered.\n\nSlowly straightening his legs, he guided the tip of his cock up towards the warm opening he'd felt with his hand.\n\nThey both gasped.\n\n``Ooh... V-Vis, I think this might feel even better than in the river,'' Yashramid said, her voice quavering.\n\n``I-I think so, too,'' Viscar breathed. ``Ready?''\n\n``Yes! Fuck me already!'' Yashramid gasped. ``I'm so excited, I can't take it anymore! But - be gentle,'' she added warily.\n\nViscar nodded and started to stand all the way up. But just as he was about to slip inside, Yashramid's tail got between them and threw his aim off.\n\n``Ooh, dang,'' he panted, squatting again. ``L-let me try again.''\n\nHe tried again, but once more, her tail knocked him off course.\n\n``Mm, Vis, you're killing me!'' Yashramid whined.\n\n``I'm trying, but your tail keeps getting in the way!'' Viscar retorted, frustrated. ``I want this just as much as you do!''\n\n``I can't help it; I'm so excited!'' Yashramid replied. She thought a moment. ``Hang on, let's try this.''\n\nShe flipped around and lay on her back on the edge of the bed. Now her tail was mostly squished under her, but the tip - the only exposed part - wagged furiously off to her side.\n\n``Now you should be able to see better, too,'' she said.\n\nViscar's eyes bulged.\n\n``Boy, can I!'' he said, grinning like an idiot. ``It's all swollen and puffy!''\n\n``It's itching, Vis.'' She grimaced, rubbing her legs together. ``You should scratch it.''\n\nViscar winced and huffed but dutifully stuck his hand out and began lightly scratching the outside. It was hot and firm but a little squishy, and for some reason, the feeling of touching it made his penis begin to throb.\n\n``Not with your hand; with your penis!'' Yashramid cried. ``Come on, Vis! Focus!''\n\n``Oh, heh, heh,'' Viscar said sheepishly.\n\nNodding, he stepped up between her legs and shuddered as he pressed his tip against her burning-hot, swollen entrance. \n\nBoth of their hips ground against each other reflexively.\n\n``Do it, Vis,'' Yashramid panted. ``Stick it in!''\n\nNot needing to be told again, Viscar did as she bade him and slipped the tip of his prick into her opening, gasped loudly, and then slid all the way in until his balls were pressed against the warm flesh, too.\n\n``Oof!'' Yashramid grunted.\n\nViscar's eyes snapped open. ``Yash? You okay?'' he panted, starting to pull out.\n\nShe reached forward with her legs, wrapped them around him, and pulled him in tight against her. Off-balance, he fell forward and threw his arms out on either side of her to catch himself before he landed on her.\n\n``Oh, wow,'' he gasped. ``Wow, that feels - ''\n\n``Oh! So big!'' Yashramid panted. ``A-are you getting that big lump at the bottom of your penis?'' she asked.\n\nViscar blinked, then gasped and nodded. ``Y-yeah, I can feel it getting bigger,'' he said.\n\nHe started to pull backwards, but Yashramid squeezed her legs tighter.\n\n``Keep it in,'' she said, her tail wagging harder. ``It-it's pressed up against that spot that feels so good and... and - ''\n\nHer back suddenly arched, her hips thrusting towards her brother's groin, driving his cock as deep into her as it could go. He gasped and collapsed on her, squeezing his eyes closed and breathing raggedly as his knot swelled inside of her, the tight squeeze of her pussy making his head swim.\n\n``Y-Yash, I'm scared,'' he said, pulling back.\n\nHis knot tugged against her, and she pulled forward on him. Viscar's eyes snapped open. He quit pulling back and groaned loudly. His cock swelled inside of her, completely filling her passage as his knot tied her.\n\nThey let out a chorus of ecstatic howls, climaxing together as his balls began to spurt into her over and over.\n\n``O-oh, t-this is...''\n\n``So much better than the... the - ''\n\nThey trailed off, the feelings so good and intense that they couldn't think straight enough to form words. For what felt like an eternity, they basked in the feeling of their first-ever mutual orgasm, pleasure washing over them like the waves of an endless sea. Each time Viscar's balls erupted, his cock throbbed inside of Yashramid, whose pussy responded by clamping down on him, squeezing their sensitive flesh tightly against each other and sending another shockwave of pleasure shooting up their spines. \n\nLight-headed and nearly passing out, Viscar just laid his head on his sister's chest, their bodies twitching together. Fortunately, he had his knees locked; otherwise, his legs might have fallen out from under him from sheer bliss.\n\nStill their climax continued, their bodies quivering and shuddering against each other over and over, until at last, the intensity subsided. Viscar's penis throbbed a few more times, less sharply than before, and then it finally lay still.\n\n``Ooh,'' Yashramid murmured. ``I-I feel so full.''\n\n``Full?'' Viscar asked dreamily, his eyes closed, his tongue lolling out as he rested his head on her chest.\n\n``Y-yeah. Remember what happened to Mom?''\n\nViscar's eyes fluttered open as he considered it and then snapped open.\n\n``Oh!'' he said, raising himself up onto his hands. ``You mean - ?''\n\nYashramid nodded, and Viscar glanced down between their legs, where his penis was still lodged deep inside of her, its temporary girth the only thing holding their fluids inside.\n\n``S-so it's gonna make a big mess when I, when we - ''\n\n``Yeah.''\n\nHe pressed himself up tightly against her, trying to make sure he kept her plugged, but in the process, his slightly deflated knot shifted, and a short stream of coital fluids shot out around it. They both gasped.\n\n``I-I - ''\n\n``Be still, Vis!''\n\n``But, it - it's getting smaller! I can't help it!''\n\n``Well, at least let me get off the bed first!''\n\n``Okay, here, I'll - ''\n\nHe took a step backwards, and they both gasped as a trickle and then a flood streamed out of her, forcibly ejecting his penis and bathing his legs in mixed juices. For a moment, they both froze, partly from the pleasure and partly from shock at the size of the mess. But after a few seconds, they both began to laugh sheepishly.\n\n``How's it taste?'' Yashramid asked eagerly.\n\n``You tell me,'' Viscar replied. \n\nReaching down, he scooped a handful of the stuff off his thighs and offered it to her. She leaned up and began to lick it off his palm.\n\n``Wow, it's even better than it was before!'' she said. ``No wonder Mom wouldn't share with us!''\n\nViscar frowned, then licked what was left off his palm. Grinning, he scooped up another handful as Yashramid dropped to her knees and began tongue-bathing his hips.\n\n*************\n\n``And as the daring trio ventured up to the mouth of the cave, they heard a terrible roar from inside,'' Viscar said.\n\n``Ooh! Do the voice, Yash!'' Kariah giggled, clapping madly.\n\nYashramid smirked, and Viscar looked a little hurt, but he smiled good-naturedly and gave her an expectant look.\n\n``All right, you asked for it,'' Yashramid said, her eyes glinting deviously. She cleared her throat. ``Who DARES enter my cave!'' she growled, leaping forward and tickling her sister as she delivered the line.\n\nKariah squealed and giggled while Viscar chuckled and shook his head.\n\nAfter Kariah had settled down a bit, Yashramid turned the page on their favorite book and glanced at Viscar.\n\n``We're not afraid of you!'' Viscar said, doing his best to deepen his voice but really just sounding like himself. ``Fie, demon dragon! Have at you!''\n\n``An epic battle ensued,'' Yashramid continued, ``And after many thrilling parries and dodges, the heroes slew the dragon atop his gold.''\n\n``No longer would he terrorize the village,'' Viscar said. ``And they all lived happily ever after.''\n\n``The end,'' the twins chorused.\n\n``Well, except for the dragon, right?'' Kariah said, looking up at her siblings from the giant teddy bear she had made her bed.\n\n``Yes, except for the dragon,'' Viscar laughed. ``He shouldn't have been gobbling up all those people!''\n\n``Hm. I'd like to gobble something up,'' Yashramid said, giving him a significant look.\n\nViscar reddened, but then he gave his twin a significant look and glanced significantly at their sister. Yashramid responded by raising her eyebrows innocently and seductively but subtly licking her lips. Viscar swallowed.\n\n``Are you feeling sleepy, yet, Kariah?'' Yashramid asked.\n\n``N-no,'' Kariah replied, but then she yawned and curled up instinctively. ``M-maybe.''\n\nThe twins exchanged glances and watched with bated breath as their sister dozed off in front of them. Then, grinning excitedly, they hurried out of the room, partially closing the door behind them as they scampered down to the guest bedroom.\n\n``Okay, now, you remember what we talked about right?'' Yashramid said as she doffed her clothes. ``Don't swallow all of it.''\n\n``I remember,'' Viscar said. ``I, um, hope this one is more fun than yesterday.''\n\nYashramid shriveled her nose. ``Yeah, I'm not sure why we thought that you putting your dick between my boobs would be a good idea,'' she said. ``But, we only know if we try, right?'' she added shrugging and grinning as she crawled up onto the bed.\n\n``And speaking of trying, this should be interesting,'' Viscar said.\n\n``Dad would be so proud we're conducting our own experiments,'' Yashramid said wryly. ``Top or bottom?'' she asked.\n\nViscar shrugged. ``Up you to; ladies' choice.''\n\nYashramid rolled her eyes. ``Fine, then. I'm on top so you can't wriggle away when things start feeling good.''\n\n``Hey! I only did that one time,'' Viscar retorted, squirming at the thought.\n\n``Twice!'' Yashramid retorted. ``Don't forget the time you held me like a wheelbarrow.''\n\n``I didn't squirm away!'' Viscar protested.\n\n``Vis, you dropped me as you started cumming,'' Yashramid replied, shaking her head. ``I mean, it was kinda hot having your cum raining down on me like that, but...''\n\nViscar winced. ``Oh, right. Sorry.''\n\n``Don't be sorry, just lie down,'' Yashramid replied, patting and rubbing the middle of the bed and looking at him invitingly.\n\nViscar did as she bade him, swallowing hard but belied by his tail wagging furiously. Both their tails had been getting quite the workout during these overnight sessions as they experimented with position after position, sometimes trying a dozen or more new things as inspiration struck them.\n\nYashramid climbed on top of her brother, straddling his face with her already swollen vulva over his mouth as she leaned over to bring her own mouth to bear on his sheath.\n\n``Now, remember: don't swallow all of - ''\n\nYashramid gasped as her brother's tongue slipped into her, probing her deeply before slipping back out and doing it all over again.\n\n``Vis!'' she panted, ``No fair!''\n\nHer brother smirked under her and replied by slurping up into her once more, his tongue strangely soft and rough at the same time as it found that weird spot they'd discovered that felt particularly good to be touched.\n\n``Turnabout's fair play,'' she grunted, diving for his prick, which in the excitement of tasting her had poked out of his sheath.\n\nWrapping her tongue around the deep-red appendage, she slurped it into her mouth, grazing lusciously over the tip and eliciting an involuntary thrust that pushed the rest of it out of his sheath and into her maw, striking her soft palate unexpectedly. She hacked and backed off a bit, but not to be outdone, she dove back onto it, wrapping her tongue around it and stroking its whole length at once.\n\nShe was rewarded by a rough buzzing as her brother moaned into her pussy. The added sensation made her pause, and an involuntary moan escaped her lips, too. For a moment, the two hesitated, panting, before going back to their tasks with gusto. As Viscar's tongue probed, tapped, and swirled against Yashramid's g-spot, her tongue wrapped itself around the base of her brother's cock, tugging on it and making the knot start to swell. A jet of clear, salty precum spurted into her mouth, which she swallowed eagerly.\n\n``G-getting close, Vis?'' she asked.\n\n``Mm,'' her brother's voice buzzed in her groin.\n\n``M-me, too.''\n\nEncouraged by each other's impending climaxes, the two began slurping, sucking, and nibbling on anything they could get their mouths on. Their bodies began to jerk and twitch; their tails began to flag, and then at once, they both let out ecstatic groans and began emptying their aroused fluids into each other's eagerly awaiting mouths.\n\nThe initial rush was so voluminous that they both nearly gagged and swallowed as fast as they could to keep up with the deluge, but remembering what they'd agreed to yesterday, they carefully matched their swallowing to each other's flow, making sure to leave a bit of the other's juices in their mouths when their bodies at last sagged and stopped spurting.\n\n``Mm-hm-hmm?'' Yashramid asked.\n\n``Mm, hmm.''\n\nGrinning but keeping her lips sealed, Yashramid climbed off her brother's face and turned to face him as he sat partially up. Hearts pounding and tails wagging, they brought their lips in close, quickly sealed them together, and passed their prized fluids into each other's mouths. Their tongues met, mixing the fluids as they caressed and stroked each other. They both gasped in surprise as the taste of their own fluids rushed into their mouths and then suddenly changed. Hints of the original ingredients remained, but the dominant flavor was completely new.\n\nThey parted lips, slurping to keep their mouths' contents inside, then looked at each other curiously. On cue, they both swallowed and smacked their lips a few times, savoring the taste curiously.\n\n``You know, it tastes better when they mix,'' Viscar said thoughtfully.\n\n``Yeah,'' Yashramid said, shriveling her nose. ``It's weird! I like it.''\n\nThey flopped on the bed next to each other as they continued contemplating the weird chemistry they'd just experienced.\n\n``Hey, Vis?'' Yashramid said presently, her tail beginning to wag again.\n\n``Hm?''\n\n``There's, um, something I've been wanting to try,'' she continued, a broad grin spreading over her face.\n\nViscar turned to look at her, his tail beginning to wag with anticipation.\n\n``Yeah?'' he asked. ``What's that?''\n\n``Well, you remember the first time we had sex?'' Yashramid asked, blushing fiercely.\n\nViscar gained. ``How could I forget?''\n\n``Well - ''\n\n*************\n\nKariah awakened with a start, partially sitting up from her nest on Bear-Bear's belly and looking around. Something was off. It took her a few seconds to realize that the room was too quiet. Normally Viscar would be softly snoring while Yashramid sawed logs like a lumberjack. But there was none of that. Looking around, she had no trouble seeing despite the darkness, but her siblings definitely weren't in their beds. She frowned and crawled off of the giant teddy bear, getting to her hands and knees on the wooden floor before getting to her feet.\n\nThe door creaked softly as she opened it, and she could hear the sound of her tail dragging softly across the floor as she padded down the hall.\n\nI wonder if they went for a midnight snack? she wondered, heading for the kitchen.\n\nBut before she made it that far, her acute hearing caught the sound of heavy breathing from the guest bedroom. Whipping her head towards it, she saw the door open a crack and moved up to it, peering inside.\n\nShe gasped.\n\nInside, Yashramid was lying on the bed, her butt in the air and her face pressed into the mattress facing the door. Viscar was kneeling above her, his hands wrapped around her waist and his hips thrusting sharply forward. Kariah winced instinctively, unsure of what they were doing but certain it must hurt to have his hips slamming against Yashramid's buttocks so roughly. But then a sliver of moonlight glanced off her brother's penis, and she gasped, cringing as she saw that he seemed to be slamming the sharp, pointed rod into their sister.\n\nHorrified, she took a step back, but at just that moment, Yashramid let out an ecstatic moan that drew the young wolfess back to the door like a moth to a flame. Staring, aghast, Kariah saw the most blissful look on her sister's face that made her do a double-take.\n\nIs she actually enjoying that?! Kariah thought incredulously.\n\nSomething stirred in her, and she bit her lip. Something wasn't right. Whatever her siblings were doing, they had come into this room for privacy; she shouldn't be watching them. She started to take a step backward, but then her ears picked up on the soft slap, slap, slapping of her brother's fuzzy hips against her sister's, accompanied by a soft squelching sound that Kariah couldn't place. Curiosity got the better of her, and she pressed her eye to the doorjamb once more, searching in vain for the source of the weird noise.\n\nJust then, Viscar grabbed Yashramid's hips roughly and yanked back as he thrust his hips forward sharply. Both siblings gasped and moaned. Kariah froze, certain she wasn't supposed to be watching this yet paralyzed and unable to look away.\n\nThe twins held that pose for what felt like eternity. Kariah barely dared to breathe as she heard her siblings' raspy panting and watched their bodies lightly undulating against each other.\n\n``Y-you ready?'' Viscar panted at last, breaking the stillness.\n\n``Y-yeah,'' Yashramid replied.\n\nAs Kariah watched, her brother pulled out of her sister amid a splash of liquid that smelled really weird. Kariah shriveled her nose.\n\nDid Vis just... pee inside of Yash? she wondered, disbelieving her own eyes.\n\nBut even as she was wrestling with mixed feelings of doubt and disgust, she felt a sudden, strange warmth in her groin, a strange tingling. Looking down uncertainly, she instinctively put her paw on her crotch and gasped, holding her breath and biting her lip hard at the sudden thrill of pleasure she felt when she touched herself.\n\nMeanwhile, the twins had laid down beside each other and were making out. While part of her was curious to watch what else they'd do, she was much more curious about the new feelings she'd discovered. Staggering backwards, she hurried back to her room, threw herself onto Bear-Bear, and began rubbing herself furiously.\n\nThe little tingle and spark she'd initially felt proved elusive, and she found that she couldn't just blindly rub herself. Adjusting the position of her paws, she found a spot that felt particularly good and set to it with gusto, her little body writhing, her back arching, her legs spreading and squeezing together as she stimulated herself. She could feel something building inside of her, something that needed to be let out, though she didn't know what it was. She began to sweat heavily, her breath ragged and irregular as she dug her heels into Bear-Bear's legs for support.\n\nRubbing faster and harder, she began to pant, her head swimming as her back suddenly arched sharply, thrusting her hips towards her rubbing fingers.\n\nOne of them slipped inside, then two.\n\nHer eyes snapped open, and her breath caught in her throat. She let out a surprised grunt, and then her back came off of Bear-Bear's belly as a stream of liquid shot from between her legs.\n\nDazed and overwhelmed by the pleasurable feelings she didn't know she could feel, she blacked out.\n\n*************\n\n``Well, look who's up!'' Rialla said. ``Are you feeling better, honey?''\n\nKariah nodded as she padded into the kitchen and sat down wordlessly at the table.\n\nVarn and Rialla glanced at each other.\n\n``Is something wrong, Kariah?'' Varn asked.\n\nKariah bit her lip, then shook her head. Putting on a brave face, she forced herself to smile.\n\n``No,'' she said lightly. ``Um, what's for breakfast?''\n\n``Your brother and sister are still passed out, and I thought you might still be sleeping,'' Rialla said. ``Would you like some milk to tide you over?''\n\nImages of Yashramid's breasts flopping against the bed in rhythm to Viscar's thrusts popped into Kariah's head. She reeled back, shaking her head.\n\n``No?'' Rialla asked, seeming a little hurt. ``Well, suit yourself. What can I get you?''\n\n``N-no, sorry, I... I was just thinking,'' Kariah said. ``I'd like some milk,'' she said, smiling.\n\nRialla scooted her chair back and patted her thigh, and the 9-year-old climbed up onto her lap. Pulling down the collar of her loose-fitting canvas shirt, Rialla exposed her teat, and Kariah latched on.\n\n``Easy, Kariah,'' Rialla gasped breathlessly. ``No teeth!''\n\n``Sorry, Mama,'' Kariah mumbled with her mother's breast in her mouth.\n\nThe wolf-pup sucked hard and fast a few times, and Rialla sighed contentedly as she felt her milk let down and begin to stream into her daughter's mouth. Gently wrapping her arms around her daughter, she rocked her lightly side-to-side, petted her forehead, and scratched behind her ears affectionately.\n\n``You sure everything is okay, Kariah?'' she asked softly. ``You seem troubled.''\n\nKariah hesitated, deliberately focusing on the rich, buttery taste of her mother's warm milk as long as she thought she could get away with.\n\n``It's... just something I saw last night,'' she said, taking another drink.\n\n``Oh?'' her mother asked, running her thumb over the pup's forehead. ``What did you see?''\n\nKariah swallowed and huffed, feeling a little put on the spot with both her parents watching her so intently.\n\n``I-I don't want to get them in trouble,'' she stammered.\n\nRialla and Varn exchanged glances and conspiratorial smiles.\n\n``What were your siblings up to last night?'' Rialla asked gently, shifting her hips slightly and doing her best to keep her tail from wagging.\n\nKariah hesitated.\n\n``Whatever it is, they won't get in trouble,'' Varn said, clearing his throat, the tip of his tail twitching involuntarily.\n\n``It looked like Viscar was peeing in Yashramid's butt!'' Kariah blurted all at once. ``Why would he do that?'' Her eyes widened. ``And why would Yash like it?'' she asked, aghast and looking up at her mother so earnestly that it was everything the wolfess could do not to burst out laughing.\n\n``It, um, it wasn't peeing, exactly,'' Rialla managed, letting out an involuntary chuckle but mostly managing to keep her composure. ``I, um, I think it might be time we had a little talk.''\n\nKariah looked alarmed. ``Am I in trouble? Are they? You said they wouldn't be in trouble!'' she protested.\n\n``No, sweetie,'' Rialla laughed. ``Nobody is in trouble. It's just, well, I let them in on a little secret last week while you were still sick, and it looks like it's time I let you in on it, too.''\n\nShe exchanged glances with Varn, who rose and stepped out of the kitchen.\n\n``Now, Kariah, there's an activity that normally only adults participate in called `sex','' Rialla began.\n\n*************\n\nVarn opened the door and couldn't help but laugh, seeing his kids sprawled in their beds, crusted saliva at the corners of their mouths and a terrible case of bed-head settled in over both of them. They both snored contentedly, open-mouthed and carefree.\n\nThey must have had a lot of fun the night before, he thought to himself as he let his tail wag a few times before forcing it to stop, turning, and knocking sharply on the door.\n\n``Ungh!'' Yashramid gasped, jerking in surprise and whipping her head towards the door, her eyes half-closed and her hair in her face.\n\n``I, uh, wh - what time is it?'' Viscar stammered, rubbing his face and blinking, bleary-eyed, at his father.\n\n``Tch, caught red-handed,'' Varn said, doing his best to sound stern. ``Come on, your mother and sister are waiting on you two for breakfast.''\n\nSuddenly wide-awake, the twins exchanged glances and looked up at their father.\n\n``Did - did we do something wrong?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``We'll talk about it at breakfast,'' their father replied gruffly, then turned and left.\n\nSwallowing hard, the two scrambled out of bed and hurriedly threw some clothes on.\n\n*************\n\n``...and Grigori III's descendants all seemed to inherit his, ah, lust for life,'' Rialla was saying as the twins walked in.\n\n``And anything that moved,'' Varn chuckled.\n\n``Including members of the same sex,'' Rialla added, pointedly looking at her husband.\n\n``Whatever floats their boats,'' Varn said. ``It just doesn't work for me.''\n\n``What are you talking about?'' Viscar asked nervously as he followed Yashramid in and sat at the table.\n\n``There you two are,'' Rialla said, putting her hands on her hips. ``Apparently you were up all night, huh?''\n\nThe twins exchanged glances. \n\n``W-well, yeah, Mom, but you said we could...'' Viscar stammered.\n\n``And you didn't involve your sister?'' Rialla demanded, her tail belying her sternness.\n\n``W-we, u-uh,'' Yashramid mumbled, glancing from her brother to her sister and back to her parents before averting her eyes entirely.\n\n``We... didn't know we... could?'' Viscar managed.\n\n``He has a point, dear,'' Varn said. ``She hasn't had her potion, yet. I'll get it.''\n\nViscar shook his head. ``N-no, I meant, can you do that with more than two people?''\n\nVarn froze, and he and Rialla both turned to stare at their son. After a moment, both burst out laughing.\n\n``Of course you can!'' Rialla laughed. ``The more, the merrier!''\n\n``What's this?'' Kariah asked as her father handed her the iridescent potion.\n\n``This will prevent pregnancy, like we talked about,'' her mother said. ``And STDs.''\n\nKariah shriveled her nose. ``STDs?''\n\n``Sexually transmitted diseases. You don't want to start oozing nasty pus out of your vagina or having little holes bored in your skull,'' Rialla said.\n\nAll three pups gasped.\n\n``That can happen?!'' Yashramid cried. ``And you didn't tell us?!''\n\n``Not if you take your potion,'' Rialla said soothingly, ``And as long as nobody has an STD to begin with, you can't just `make one appear' like you can a puppy. Nobody in our family has any STDs, so it wasn't as important if it was just you two playing with each other. But, as the three of you get older, you might want to start fooling around with others outside of the family, and it's important that you protect yourselves and anybody else you might fool around with so you don't get them sick.''\n\nYashramid and Viscar exchanged glances and sighed in relief as Kariah studied the potion.\n\n``So, this stuff will prevent all that from happening?'' she asked.\n\n``Mm, hmm,'' Rialla replied, nodding.\n\n``That's pretty cool. Did you make it?'' she asked.\n\n``Your father did.''\n\n``Wow, really cool!'' Kariah said, her face lighting up. ``How'd you make it so colorful and shimmery?''\n\nVarn opened his mouth, his face lighting up, too, but before he could say anything, Rialla interjected.\n\n``How about the next time he makes a batch, he'll have you help him?'' she suggested, giving her husband a knowing look.\n\nVarn grinned sheepishly.\n\nKariah nodded eagerly. ``Yes, please!''\n\n``In the meantime,'' Rialla said, exchanging glances with her husband as both tried to keep their tails from wagging, ``Why don't I show you something else you can do to feel good?''\n\n``You mean like last night when my fingers slipped inside me?'' Kariah asked innocently.\n\nVarn let out an involuntary groan, his tail winning the fight with his mind and beginning to wag furiously.\n\n``Yes, just like that,'' Rialla said, doing a slightly better job of keeping her composure than her husband but still sounding slightly husky herself.\n\nKariah licked her lips and swallowed. ``I think I'd like that,'' she said.\n\n``Then drink your potion,'' Rialla told her.\n\nThe pup nodded and eagerly popped the top on her phial, downed the liquid, and looked up at her expectantly.\n\nRialla gestured out the door with her head.\n\n``Why don't we all go to the living room?'' she said.\n\nFive tails wagging, the family hurried in, and Varn and Viscar quickly moved the table out of the middle of the room.\n\n``Yash, maybe you'd like to watch?'' Rialla said as she had Kariah lie on the floor with her legs spread and knees bent.\n\n``This'll be quite the sight to see,'' Varn said quietly to Viscar, putting his hand on his son's shoulder.\n\nAs the three spectators took up places around mother and daughter, Rialla ran her fingers over Kariah's forehead.\n\n``Just relax,'' she said soothingly, using her other hand to stroke gently down the nude wolf's groin. ``Things might feel a little funny, but I promise it'll feel good.''\n\nKariah looked down her torso at her mother squatting between her legs and nodded uncertainty. As her mother's fingers caressed her folds, she let out a soft sigh.\n\nRialla lowered her face to her daughter's crotch and let out a hot, anticipatory breath.\n\nOoh, finally, she thought to herself.\n\nShe stuck her tongue out and gently began to lap at her daughter's groin, the warm appendage making the wolf-pup squirm and moan in ecstasy. After a few warmup licks, she gently prodded her daughter's opening and slipped inside. Kariah squealed with glee, and Yashramid and Viscar exchanged knowing glances.\n\n``Feel free to get naked if you like,'' Varn said casually as he himself began to strip. ``I expect your clothes will just get in the way here pretty soon. Better to show than tell,'' he added in response to the twins' quizzical looks.\n\nThe two grinned and eagerly stripped their clothes off. Despite starting after their father, they beat him at disrobing and stood there, watching their mom and sister hungrily as Viscar's penis poked from his sheath and Yashramid reached down instinctively to rub her own burning vulva.\n\nAs she continued to gently tongue Kariah's virginal lips, Rialla reached forward and ran her thumb over her daughter's prepubescent breast-buds, stimulating the nerves and making the little pup gasp in surprise. Her small, child's body writhed in pleasure, her chest and groin thrusting out against her mother's ministrations, wordlessly begging for more.\n\nRialla moved her other hand to replace her tongue, her fingers mimicking the slow, sensuous movements but adding a new, more dexterous twist as they palpated and squeezed the young wolfess's clitoris, eliciting a whole-body shudder as she climaxed for only the second time in her life. Her mother ceased stimulating her, letting her catch her breath and bask in the afterglow, cuddling up next to her and gently stroking her daughter's belly affectionately.\n\n``Kariah,'' she said softly.\n\n``Mm?'' her daughter replied dreamily, raising her eyebrows over closed eyes.\n\nThe wolfess could barely contain her excitement. ``Would you like to - to feel what being an adult is like?'' she asked.\n\nKariah opened her eyes and smiled. ``Does it feel anything like that just did?'' she asked.\n\n``Sort of,'' Rialla replied. ``It's... a lot more intense. A lot more,'' she said, meeting her husband's gaze and silently beckoning him over with her eyes. ``If you're up for it, your father is very eager to help you experience it for the first time.''\n\nKariah raised her head to look at Varn, who was trying to play it cool but was belied both by his nearly frantic tail-wagging and the rather substantial amount of pink peeking from his sheath. The young pup's eyes widened on seeing it.\n\n``It's... so big,'' she whispered to her mom. ``Will it hurt?''\n\nRialla smiled. ``Maybe a little pinch the first time,'' she said, ``But your father is very gentle. If he takes you the way he took me, you'll be too excited to notice.''\n\nKariah's tail began to wag hesitantly, and she nodded uncertainly. Rialla moved to the side, and Varn took her place between his daughter's legs.\n\n``Just relax,'' he said, cupping her face in his paw. ``Daddy's going to make you feel very good.''\n\nHe let his fingers trail down her face, grazing over her neck and teasing sensitive areas she didn't know she had. She sucked in a faltering breath, but by then, he'd already moved down to her breast-buds, repeating the motion her mother had made and grazing his fingers over her weirdly sensitive nipples. She squirmed, beginning to breathe heavily as his other hand came up between her legs to caress her inner thigh.\n\nShe gasped. ``D-Daddy,'' she said, clutching his forearm, ``M-my vagina, it - it's burning!''\n\nVarn raised his eyebrows and exchanged glances with his wife, who chuckled at their daughter's earnestness.\n\n``Is it, sweetie?'' he asked. ``Well, then, let's see what we can do.''\n\nHe lowered his face, and his mustache and beard grazed tantalizingly over her sensitive skin. She squirmed and writhed under him, clutching his wrist even tighter.\n\n``Oh, ooh, Daddy,'' Kariah whimpered, ``It - it feels like it did last night. I - need to rub it!''\n\nHer hands let go of his wrist and darted towards her groin, but her father was much quicker. Before she could touch herself, he'd grabbed her wrists and raised them over her head, pinning them gently to the floor.\n\n``Not yet, Kariah,'' he said, gently teasing her moist labia with a finger. ``You remember how we talked about delayed gratification a few months ago? One cookie now versus two later?''\n\nKariah bit her lip. ``M-mm, hmm,'' she whimpered.\n\n``Which do you want? One now, or ten later?''\n\nHer face it up, her eyes and mouth opening wide as he slipped one finger inside of her. He let her ride his finger for a moment and then slipped it back out.\n\n``Well?'' he asked teasingly. ``One? Or ten?''\n\nKariah began to pant heavily. ``T-ten,'' she managed, looking up at him pleadingly.\n\n``That's my girl,'' the wolf grinned. ``Vis, Yash,'' he said, glancing up at them, ``Pay attention; you can go straight at it, but if you really want to feel pleasure, you have to take your time and build up to it.''\n\nAs if they'd needed any instruction to pay attention! The two were already transfixed, Viscar's cock fully hard and leaking dribbles of precum down its length while Yashramid's vagina had swollen and begun to ooze aroused lubrication of its own, a fact that had not gone unnoticed by their parents. Varn looked up at Rialla and gave her a pleading look, to which she returned a look that teasingly reminded him not to be a hypocrite in front of their kids.\n\n``Now, Kariah,'' he said breathily, ``We're going to try something different, all right? I'm going to let go of your hands, but I don't want you to touch yourself. Can you do that?''\n\nKariah whimpered and bit her lip but nodded.\n\n``Good. Now, this is going to seem kind of strange at first, but since it's your first time and I'm a - well, fairly large - I'm going to lie on my back, and I want you to straddle my waist, facing me.''\n\nKariah's eyes darted to the barb of flesh poking from her father's sheath, which had been getting darker and darker with each passing moment, turning from a pastel pinkish-white to a very dark red. She glanced back up at his face and nodded.\n\n``That's my girl.''\n\nHe rolled over onto his back, shuddering as he caught a whiff of her prepubescent cunny as he went. She dutifully got to her knees on wobbly legs, scooted over, and carefully positioned herself over his waist. His cock, which had slipped further from his sheath in the process, throbbed and lightly bobbed up and down below her.\n\n``Th-there, that's v-very good,'' he stammered, swallowing hard. ``Now, I want you to reach down, grab my penis, and press just the tip into your vagina.''\n\nKariah could feel the heat of his twitching member below her already. Although her body had not yet developed the instincts or senses to pick up on arousal and pheromones like the others in the room, something about that heat so close to her private place made her want to bring it even closer to her. Reaching down with both hands, she inexpertly grasped her father's penis, raised it, and guided it towards her entrance. A big drop of clear liquid had formed at the very tip, and as she lowered herself down onto the hot, pulsating, shockingly hard penis in her hands, she felt the drop slide inside her, lubricating her passage just ahead of her father's large, sharply tapered prick. As the tip slipped inside and began to stretch her, her eyes suddenly bulged.\n\n``O-ooh!'' she cried.\n\n``S-sweetie, d-don't go too fast,'' Varn gasped through gritted teeth, fighting the urge to erupt then and there with all his might. ``D-don't hurt yourself.''\n\n``Daddy,'' Kariah said breathlessly, ``It feels so good! I want more!''\n\nBefore Varn could stop her, she lowered herself halfway down his cock until even the thickest part of his shaft save for his knot was inside her. The fast movement broke her hymen, but true to her mother's word, she was far too excited to notice.\n\nVarn, meanwhile, threw his head back, his mouth opening wide as he let out an ecstatic moan. He had fantasized for years about taking one of his kids' virginity just as his own father had taken some of his own sisters', but he had never dreamed that Kariah would be so tight or so eager. He had imagined this moment a thousand times, yet he had never imagined that he would be telling her to slow down!\n\nBut she must slow down, his mind warned him. If she goes all the way, as tight as she is, I won't have time to pull out before - before...\n\nHe shuddered ecstatically at the thought. Knotting his own daughter! Trapping her on him, holding her captive as she blossomed immediately into adulthood!\n\nHe shook his head. What kind of thoughts were those? She was his daughter! He shouldn't be trapping her anywhere.\n\n``K-Kariah, you'd better slow down,'' he managed, panting. ``Didn't Mama warn you about my knot?''\n\nKariah's eyes lit up. ``Ooh! I forgot about that!'' she said gleefully.\n\n``W-wait, no, Kariah, don't!'' Varn cried, but before he could stop her, she plunged herself down on his lap, burying his cock balls-deep inside of her. He could feel her tail wagging furiously against his balls as he gritted his teeth and gestured at her desperately with his head.\n\n``Rialla,'' he croaked, ``Help...''\n\nBut his wife just stood there with her hands on her hips, obviously delighted.\n\n``Help whom, dear?'' she asked.\n\n``K-Kariah, y-you don't understand,'' he managed.\n\nBut it was already too late. He could already feel his knot swelling, could feel how tightly her tiny pussy was squeezing back against it.\n\nRialla came over and put her hands on Kariah's shoulders. ``You okay?'' she asked, mischievously ignoring her husband.\n\nKariah's eyes had glazed over. She nodded dazedly.\n\n``It-it's so big,'' she cooed. ``But, Mama, it doesn't itch anymore.''\n\n``That's good, sweetie,'' Rialla said. ``Just sit tight now. This will...take a few minutes.''\n\nVarn whined with pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head as his hips thrust forward involuntarily and he began to spurt over and over into his daughter's snatch.\n\n``Whoa,'' the twins chorused, looking at the expressions on their family members' faces before looking at each other.\n\n``We gotta try that!'' Yashramid gasped.\n\nViscar nodded.\n\n``Not just yet, you two,'' their mother said with mock sternness. ``You two already had your fun without the rest of us. Turnabout is fair play! Besides, you wanted to know about sex with more than two people, right?''\n\nThe twins nodded speechlessly.\n\n``Well, then, watch and learn. Don't mind me, darling,'' she said as she straddled her husband's face, her labia glistening with excitement mere inches above his muzzle.\n\n``You want to feel even more pleasure, Kariah?'' she asked.\n\nKariah slowly turned her euphoria-glazed eyes towards her. ``Th-there's more?'' she asked breathlessly.\n\n``Always.''\n\nRialla leaned forward, using her hands to guide her daughter's muzzle towards her own. Reaching forward, the nibbled her daughter's lip and then slipped her tongue in between her daughter's lips. Kariah moaned and squirmed, the movement tugging on Varn's hypersensitive knot and making him gasp between Rialla's thighs. As Rialla's hands moved out to stroke and tease her daughter's breast-buds, she lowered herself down onto Varn's muzzle and moaned in pleasure as he began to frantically eat her out. She squeezed her eyes closed, panting into her daughter's mouth. Varn was usually amazing at eating her out, but the added frenzy to his ministrations was almost too much to bear! It took her a few moments before she could compose herself enough to speak.\n\n``N-now, when there are th-three of us l-like this,'' she stammered and gasped, ``It's called a th-three-s-some.''\n\nShe gasped, feeling herself orgasming over her husband's face.\n\n``Makes sense,'' Yashramid said matter-of-factly. ``So, with four people, it's a - a foursome?''\n\nHer mother didn't stop moaning but nodded emphatically.\n\n``So, does that make five people a-a fivesome?'' Viscar asked.\n\n``N-no,'' Rialla panted, frantically kissing her daughter's lips as she endured her husband's furious licking, ``More than four is - is an orgy. Augh!''\n\nShe sagged forward, putting her paw on Varn's chest for support as she lifted herself back up out of his reach.\n\n``M-Mama, it - it feels like last night!'' Kariah cried. ``Like it's gonna... gonna - ''\n\nHer whole body shivered, and then fluid exploded out around Varn's cock, shocking him, her, and Rialla.\n\n``O-our little baby's a - a woman now,'' Varn panted, chuckling exhaustedly.\n\nAfter a second, his knot abruptly subsided, and Kariah gasped as his penis slipped out of her, accompanied by the rest of their fluids.\n\n``Worth the wait, kiddo?'' he asked, chuckling from beneath his wife's crotch.\n\nIn response, Kariah rolled her eyes back in her head. Rialla climbed off her husband and then helped a wobbly-legged Kariah off of him, too, both of them sitting on the floor beside him.\n\n``Mom, can we play, yet?'' Yashramid whined.\n\nRialla's ears pricked up, and a devious look came over her face. ``Why, yes, Yashramid, why don't you come over here, and let's talk about making out.''\n\nYashramid's tail wagged, and she practically leapt over to her mom and sister as Varn slowly got to his feet and stood next to his son.\n\n``It's good to just sit and enjoy the view from time to time, Son,'' he said, putting his hand on his son's shoulder. ``You ever jack off?''\n\nViscar cocked his head. ``Jack off?'' he asked.\n\nMeanwhile, Rialla was instructing her daughters on the art of making out.\n\n``Now, when you go to make out, you want it to be sensual. It's not a sloppy thing but more of a caress.''\n\nShe leaned forward, took Yashramid's bottom lip between her teeth, and gently tugged. Her daughter gasped in response.\n\n``See? Now you try.''\n\nYashramid hesitated, then leaned forward and tugged at her mother's lip, pulling it between her own.\n\n``Mm, very nice, Yashramid. Now you and your sister try.''\n\nThe sisters looked at each other, then leaned forward, and Yashramid repeated the motion on her little sister. Kariah gasped, grinned, and then did the same in return, eliciting a moan from Yashramid.\n\n``Mm! Those are three fine-looking females there, Son,'' Varn was saying, licking his hand and slipping it over his half-peeking erection. ``Now, you want to make sure you get yourself good and slick. If you do it too dry, your paw will feel rough, and you'll have a pretty bad time.''\n\nMimicking his father's actions, Viscar licked his hand and slid it down over his own pink shaft, gasping and jumping back from the sensitivity.\n\n``Eh, heh, heh, sensitive, isn't it? You'll get the hang of it, Son. Just watch your mom and sisters and make yourself feel good. Ain't nothing to it.''\n\nThe two males watched eagerly as Kariah and Yashramid took turns tugging at each other's lips and then moving their mouths together, both of them inhaling sharply with anticipation.\n\n``That's it, girls,'' Rialla cooed. ``Now, if you really want to make each other feel good...''\n\nShe reached forward and took Yashramid's hand, gently guiding it to Kariah's cum-soaked crotch and resting the fingers lightly on Kariah's clitoris.\n\nKariah gasped, opening her eyes and withdrawing from the kiss, startling Yashramid. Both girls looked down, saw what their mother had done, and then grinned. Kariah's hand shot forward and found Yashramid's pussy, her inexperienced fingers probing around it but not quite hitting the mark.\n\n``Here,'' Rialla said, reaching forward, taking Kariah's hand, and guiding it to Yashramid's sensitive spot. \n\nYashramid gasped and instinctively thrust her hips towards Kariah's fingers.\n\nFor a moment, the two just explored each other, amazed that they could make the other feel so good or that the other could make them feel so good.\n\n``Oh, damn, that's hot,'' Varn growled, his paw alternately accelerating and decelerating over his throbbing, dribbling shaft.\n\nHis tongue lolled out, and his hips thrust forward without a care in the world while Viscar's body shuddered and jerked from so much stimulation.\n\n``Try changing it up,'' Varn said, glancing over. ``If you reach back and squeeze yourself right behind your knot, it'll feel really good.''\n\nViscar frowned, then did as his father suggested. His eyes bulged, and his hips shot forward as he threw his head back and moaned loudly. His knot swelled, pressing against his squeezing hand and making the young wolf's legs wobbly.\n\n``That's it, Son,'' Varn said, idly stroking himself and glancing back at the females. ``Let it all go.''\n\nA few watery droplets served as the only warning before a sharp jet of cum erupted from Viscar's cock, splattering the ceiling.\n\n``Now that's the spirit!'' Varn chuckled. ``Aim it at your mom and sisters, though.''\n\n``Dear!'' Rialla laughed.\n\n``What? You don't want a little bukkake?'' Varn teased.\n\n``W-what's bukkake?'' Viscar asked, coming to and letting go of his dick.\n\n``Yes, dear, what is bukkake?'' Rialla needled him.\n\n``Why, it's a cum-bath, of course!'' Varn replied. \n\n``It's a travesty!'' Rialla said indignantly. ``Such fluids should not be wasted on the outside; they should all find their way inside, one way or another.''\n\nShe brightened, turning her attention to her daughters, who were still gently probing each other's vulvae.\n\n``Speaking of `inside', girls, why don't you try kissing each other while you finger each other? One sensitive touch is nice, but two or three at once is mind-blowing!''\n\nThe sisters paused their exploration, then grinned and leaned forward to kiss each other again. Moving their bodies to give each other better access, they resumed stroking each other and almost immediately began moaning into each other's mouths.\n\n``Wow,'' Viscar breathed. ``That really does work!''\n\nHe turned to his dad and reached out to squeeze his father's cock behind the knot.\n\n``Whoa!'' Varn yelped, jumping backwards. ``Uh, no, Viscar, eh-heh, no,'' he stammered, looking flustered. ``Don't, uh, don't touch my junk; it's, um, for the ladies only. Down, boy!'' he joked half-heartedly, seeing his son's crestfallen expression.\n\n``B-but,'' Viscar stammered, taken aback, ``Mom said it feels good to have more than one touch...''\n\n``That - that's true, Viscar, but I'' - he shook his head - ``I'm, uh, not into that with other dudes.''\n\n``Don't mind him,'' Rialla said, getting to her feet. ``Girls, why don't you try rubbing your pussies against each other? It feels really good, too!'' she said as she went to her son and hugged him, giving her husband a dirty look. ``Really, Varn, you'll have sex with your mother, your sister, and your daughters, but you won't do the same for your son?'' she hissed. ``That's a little sexist, isn't it?''\n\n``I don't see what any of that has to do with anything,'' Varn replied defensively. ``I love ya, Vis, but I just don't think that two dudes should - you know... I'm happy to spit-roast one of your sisters with you, though.''\n\nViscar's tail and ears drooped.\n\n``But - I wanted to try what you did with Kariah,'' he said.\n\n``Oh, you should definitely fuck your sister's pussy, Viscar. 10 out of 10!'' Varn replied, giving a chef's kiss.\n\nViscar pursed his lips. ``N-no, I'' - he squirmed - ``I wanted to take Kariah's place,'' he said, looking up guiltily.\n\nVarn frowned, then gasped, suddenly getting it.\n\n``No can do, little buddy,'' he said, shaking his head vehemently. ``That's a hard pass for me.''\n\nViscar sighed, and Rialla got an idea.\n\n``What if... I had sex with you, Viscar?'' she asked.\n\nViscar huffed, but his tail wagged a little bit. ``I-I would like to have sex with you, Mom,'' he said. ``But'' - he glanced over his shoulder at his backside - ``you don't have a - a penis, so how would you...?''\n\nRialla's eyes twinkled mischievously. Viscar gasped and looked down, spreading his legs instinctively as he felt his buttocks gently parted and his anus telekinetically probed. He looked back up at his mom in awe.\n\n``Lie on your back and spread your legs, Son,'' she said, winking and smiling at him.\n\nThe wolf-pup eagerly did as she said, his tail thwacking against the floor under him. Sitting down next to him, his mom ran her fingers affectionately over his sheath and balls while her mind focused on the shape of her husband's cock and how it felt on the many occasions he'd buried it in her ass. With her mind, she simulated the sensation of the tip prodding at Viscar's anus and slipping inside. Her son gasped, and his own prick - which had retreated back into his sheath when Varn rejected his help - slipped partway back out of his sheath, dribbling prostatic fluid.\n\n``If it gets to be too much, you just let me know,'' Rialla said.\n\nViscar nodded, then closed his eyes and arched his back as she simulated the feeling of the invisible cock spreading his anus open to slip its girthier shaft inside. He moaned, his chest beginning to heave ecstatically.\n\nMeanwhile, Yashramid and Kariah had taken their mother's advice and pressed their bodies up tightly against each other. They hadn't expected the heat radiating off each other's groins before, and as they mushed their sensitive areas against each other, they, too, began to moan. Kissing and tonguing each other passionately, they breathed hard into each other's mouths as the space between their vulva began to drip with their mixed arousal fluids.\n\nAs the imaginary phallus pushed itself deeper and deeper into him, Viscar began to writhe, moaning euphorically as it pressed against his prostate, squeezing out a big blob of milky fluid from his penis. Kariah suddenly caught a whiff of it and paused her kissing, and she and Yashramid turned to look between their brother's legs, watching as his ass abruptly spread open wide.\n\n``Ohh!'' he moaned loudly.\n\n``And that's the knot,'' his mom said, grinning.\n\n``Wow,'' Kariah gasped. ``You can use magic with sex? I wanna try!''\n\nLeaping forward, she scurried over on all fours and sat on the other side of her brother. Squeezing her eyes closed, she focused as hard as she could and managed to get her hands to glow with a mixture of pastel blue and yellow light.\n\n``Careful, Kariah,'' her mom warned. ``You don't want to hurt him.''\n\nKariah nodded, then moved her hands forward and ran the tips of her claws down the underside of her brother's shaft.\n\nViscar barked in shock. His cock stood on end and erupted a geyser of cum into the air. Kariah's face lit up, and she leaned forward to cover her brother's cock with her mouth, licking and slurping at the spurts as they came one after another. \n\n``Ooh, now that gives me an idea,'' Rialla said. ``Keep going, Kariah; let's see how long your brother can cum!''\n\nShe began to simulate the cock-knot trying to pull out then slipping back in, grinding it against Viscar's prostate and anus. The wolf-pup thrashed but obviously loved every minute of it as spurt after spurt leaked from his cock into his sister's waiting maw. And Kariah was not being passive in all this, either, caressing and electrifying his balls and shaft with both hands as she licked and swallowed at the tip of his prick.\n\n``Man,'' Yashramid complained as she looked on, ``I wish I had a dick so I could fuck asses like that; that looks like fun!''\n\nRialla glanced over at her. ``Oh, you don't have to have a cock for that,'' she said with a devious smile.\n\n``Well, yeah, but I don't have magic, either,'' Yashramid persisted.\n\n``Keep playing with your brother,'' Rialla said to Kariah, who nodded eagerly as her mother gently collapsed the invisible cock in Viscar's ass. ``You have magic,'' she said, rising and going to her daughter. ``It's in your blood. While you might not have an interest in practicing magic like your sister does, it has still affected you in ways you probably haven't even noticed.''\n\n``Like what?'' Yashramid asked.\n\n``Well, for example, you remember that time you jumped out of the way of that branch?''\n\n``The big one that nearly crushed me?''\n\n``That's the one. Yashramid, none of us even heard it snap, and yet you dodged before it could hurt you. I'd bet that it's the magic giving you that early sense of danger. Or, consider your brother: his muscles are already much more defined than is usual for a pup his age. My guess is that the magic expresses itself in him through strength.''\n\nYashramid pursed her lips, considering it.\n\n``Don't worry if it doesn't make sense, yet,'' Rialla said consolingly. ``More importantly right now, magic or no, you have a tongue,'' she said, grinning. ``And tongues can do things dicks can't do.''\n\nYashramid frowned. ``What do you mean?'' she asked.\n\n``Lie on your stomach, and I'll show you,'' Rialla teased.\n\nLooking skeptical, Yashramid did so, then gasped as her mom hauled her ass up and back.\n\n``Mom, what are you - oh!''\n\nHer eyes bulged as her mom's nose buried itself beneath her tail, her tongue tapping and probing at the pup's pink ring.\n\n``Oh, sh-shit!'' Yashramid gasped, her fingers clawing ecstatically at the floor.\n\nHer mom wasted no time plunging her tongue into her daughter's ass, stretching and rubbing the sensitive orifice all over. Yashramid moaned and rewarded her mother with a little squirt of vaginal fluids, which her mother eagerly lapped up before returning to her ministrations.\n\nMeanwhile, Varn had recovered a bit from his wife's gentle scolding, and he stood watching his daughter eagerly sucking his son's cock, her ass in the air and her vulva, still dripping with a mixture of fluids, on full display.\n\n``Man,'' he said, licking his lips, ``It's a shame to let such an eager girl do all the work. Hey, Vis, you up for that spit roasting?''\n\nViscar glanced over languidly, his face beaming with ecstasy.\n\n``Ungh,'' he replied. ``Wha's `at?''\n\n``Get up on your knees,'' Varn chuckled, ``And I'll show you.''\n\nSeeing him coming over, Kariah's tail began to wag as she glanced over her shoulder. Viscar got to his knees, and she eagerly went back to nursing his cock as her father moved up behind her.\n\n``You see, your penis is one end of the spit roast, and mine is the other,'' Varn said, grabbing his daughter's tail and gently moving it aside as he slipped the tip of his dripping cock between her scorching folds.\n\n``Mm!'' Kariah gasped around her brother's cock, her eyes rolling back in her head.\n\n``That's it, just like that,'' Varn said. ``Give her some thrusts, Vis; don't let her do all the work! Besides,'' he added conspiratorially, ``It feels really good to thrust into an eager mouth.''\n\nTaking his dad's advice, Viscar gently thrust forward and gasped as he felt his sister's tongue and palate gliding over his tip. Lying passive had felt good as his mom and sister pampered him, but his dad was right, too: there was something that stirred deep inside of him when he thrust, something primordial and dominant. He grabbed his sister's face and held her still as he thrust a few more times, angling his cock this way and that to explore the different sensations her mouth had to offer.\n\n``Gentle, Viscar,'' Varn warned. ``You don't want to hurt her or make her throw up.''\n\n``Mm-mm-mm,'' Kariah said.\n\nViscar looked down and let go of her face.\n\n``That's okay,'' Kariah said, grinning. ``You can thrust as hard as you want! I wanna feel it rough!''\n\nWith that, she practically swallowed Viscar's cock again. The males exchanged glances, both their eyes glinting.\n\n``We'll ramp it up slowly,'' Varn said, giving his son a significant look. ``Give her the chance to back out.''\n\nViscar nodded and grabbed Kariah's face again, and then in unison, the two males began to thrust in and out of her, slowly and shallowly at first but with increasing speed and depth. Kariah's body shivered between them, alternately doubling over and arching as she oscillated between thrusting her hips and mouth towards their attackers.\n\nIf Viscar and Varn were attacking Kariah's mouth and pussy, then Rialla's tongue was waging war on Yashramid's anus, flicking in and out, circling, stroking, and tweaking the quivering ring like a cloud of incensed hornets. Yashramid's chest was pressed tightly to the ground, her fingers digging into the earthen floor for dear life as her body jerked and writhed against her mother's ministrations.\n\n``See?'' Rialla said at last, giving her daughter a chance to breathe, ``No cock required.''\n\n``Ungh,'' was all Yashramid could muster.\n\n``Oh, honey!'' Rialla called, ``Would you help me with your daughter, please?''\n\n``Coming, dear,'' Varn replied, letting out a contented groan just as Kariah climaxed over his cock. ``Vis, you've got to try your sister's pussy. It's just the best!''\n\nHe pulled out of her - he'd deliberately avoided knotting in case she started to choke on her brother's cock - and went over to see what Rialla wanted, leaving his other two kids to themselves.\n\n``Can I, Kariah?'' Viscar asked eagerly.\n\nKariah nodded eagerly, then shoved him backwards.\n\n``Yeah,'' she said mischievously, ``But I get to ride you!''\n\nBefore Viscar could react, she pounced on him, sitting on his groin and grinding her vulva against his sheath. Viscar gasped and bucked involuntarily. His cock shot out straight as an arrow and hit the bullseye, slipping up into her on the first try. They both gasped, then Kariah grinned wickedly.\n\n``I'm gonna ride you like a horsey!'' she said.\n\n``What was it you needed, dear?'' Varn asked, going for nonchalance but belied by his smirk.\n\n``Your daughter seems to really enjoy anal,'' Rialla replied, giving him a significant look.\n\n``Say no more!'' he grinned, taking her place between Yashramid's legs.\n\n``Lift up a minute, honey,'' Rialla said.\n\nWoozy, Yashramid got up on her hands and knees, and her mother slipped under her.\n\n``What you and I are about to do is called 69ing,'' Rialla said as she positioned her face under her daughter's pussy and her own vulva under her daughter's muzzle. ``Your father and I are about to make you feel really good.''\n\nShe reached up, grabbed her daughter by the waist, and pulled her down, burying her nose in her daughter's pussy with gusto. Meanwhile, Varn slipped up under her tail and poked inside the well-licked hole. Yashramid gasped and collapsed. Finding her mother's sex, she moaned into it and then began licking, sucking, and nipping at it desperately as twin waves of pleasure radiated up from between her legs and under her tail.\n\n``Ohh, horsey,'' Kariah panted as Viscar's knot swelled inside her, ``That's a good horsey.''\n\nShe rocked forward and backward, slipping him just a little deeper inside of her and making him whine with ecstasy before whining herself as his knot pushed up against her g-spot. Feeling on the verge of climaxing for the umpteenth time, she began grinding her crotch against his and then pulling upward and sitting back down, tugging her brother's knot and pulling it tightly against her entrance.\n\n``K-Kariah,'' Viscar whimpered through gritted teeth, ``Th-that feels so good.''\n\nEncouraged, she got her feet under her and started trying to stand up, slightly lifting her brother by his knot. They both cried out in ecstasy and started cumming with such force and slickness that Viscar popped out of her. Startled, she fell down on top of him, and they both lay there, dazed and cumming all over themselves.\n\n``Holy fucking shit!'' Yashramid yelled as cum erupted from her ass and pussy, streaming down onto her mom's face.\n\nEverybody else froze, then the whole burst out laughing.\n\n``That's our Yash,'' Kariah murmured, chuckling dreamily.\n\n``Kariah,'' Yashramid replied breathlessly, ``You have no idea how fucking good this feels!''\n\n``Why don't you show her, honey?'' Rialla asked, licking the cum off herself.\n\n``As any good sister would do,'' Varn teased as he stepped back, uncorking Yashramid's ass and showering Rialla with another wave of canine spunk.\n\nYashramid shuddered ecstatically, taking a moment to get her wits back before climbing off her mom and making her way over to her sister, who still lay sprawled over Viscar's lap.\n\n``What the hell, slackers?'' she said, seeing the two of them lounging amid all the sex. ``Vis, get your dick back in her so I can eat her ass at the same time.''\n\nViscar chuckled wearily. ``Yash,'' he whined, ``I've gotten off so many times that my dick hurts!''\n\nYashramid scoffed and looked at her sister for backup. ``Come on, Kariah! You're not gonna let him slouch on you, are you?''\n\nKariah suddenly came to. Her face lit up, and she shook her head vigorously. ``Nope! No slacking on my watch, Viscar! Now, put your peepee back in my pussy!''\n\nViscar groaned. ``Geez, bossy much?'' he muttered.\n\nBut, his tail gave him away as it started to wag, and he groggily got himself into position, lying on his back with Kariah facing him. The two of them wriggled around a little bit, lining up his sheath with her vulva. As warmth met warmth, his pink tip slipped back out of his sheath and between her pink lips. They both shuddered with a mixture of pleasure and exhaustion.\n\nBut Yashramid was energetic enough for the three of them, and the moment her siblings coupled, she dove under Kariah's tail, lapping at the youngster's ring almost frantically. Kariah gasped, startled awake, and as her anus clenched in response to her sister's ministrations, her pussy squeezed on her brother's cock, and within seconds, all three of them were reenergized, moaning, and writhing together on the floor.\n\n``What have we started?'' Rialla chuckled, watching her kids.\n\n``They're even more eager than I imagined,'' Varn said, his eyes sparkling. ``Kariah especially is so precocious. I bet she's gonna be a force to reckon with by the time she's an adult.''\n\nThey laughed between themselves as the pups continued grinding together until at last, Kariah let out a loud groan, her little body completely overwhelmed and exhausted.\n\n``Okay, kids, give her a break,'' Varn said. ``It's a marathon, not a sprint!''\n\nBut with Viscar rejuvenated and Yashramid still high from the experience with her parents, they were nowhere near ready to quit. Viscar slipped out of Kariah gently, then slid out from under her and laid her on the ground.\n\n``You wanna be in the middle, Yashramid?'' Varn asked.\n\nYashramid's tail wagged in response, and within moments, she had taken Kariah's place on Viscar's belly while her father knelt behind her between Viscar's legs. As Viscar's knot swelled inside her pussy, her father began to thrust up into her ass once more.\n\n``O-oh!'' she cried as his balls slapped against her and his knot started to grow, squeezing her tightly against Viscar's knot.\n\n``Oh, wow, that - that's really tight now,'' Viscar gasped, panting. ``My gosh, it feels so good!''\n\nHis balls shuddered under her and began pumping out yet another load, the pressure rapidly building inside her already-squeezed pussy. Without warning, Varn, too, began to cum, and the feeling of twin knots asynchronously twitching inside of her nearly made the wolfess pass out. Lying limply on her brother's chest, she uttered an incoherent string of babble and drooled from her mouth, pussy, and ass.\n\n``That's two of them worn out,'' Varn chuckled between guttural breaths. ``About time you wore out your mother, Viscar,'' he said.\n\nRialla teasingly made a motion as if primping her hair and batted her eyes at her son. Feeing strangely shy, Viscar blushed and looked away, smiling to himself.\n\n``Vis? Surely you're not gonna leave your mother high and dry?!'' Varn asked incredulously. ``It's a Houell's duty to give his mother the time of her life! And puppies,'' he added under his breath, exchanging conspiratorial glances with his wife.\n\nViscar gasped. Duty!\n\n``U-uh, of course,'' he stammered as his knot deflated and slipped out of his sister. ``Right away.''\n\nHe scooted out from under Yashramid, who was still snugly tied with her father, and went up to his mom.\n\n``Son, if you don't want to, you don't have to have sex with me,'' Rialla said, taking him aside. ``Your father was just kidding.''\n\nViscar shook his head. ``No, I-I want to, Mom; you're'' - he swallowed hard - ``really pretty, and...'' He trailed off, his nostrils twitching as he sniffed the air. ``And you smell really good.''\n\nAs if in demonstration, his penis had once again emerged and was already glistening with a droplet of precum as his tail wagged furiously. Rialla blushed. She knew she wasn't supposed to pick favorites, but Viscar had always been hers. For so many years, she'd waited on him to get old enough, hoping that when the time came, he'd actually want to lie with her.\n\n``Why don't we take things a little slower?'' she suggested. ``Let me show you how to really make love to a female.''\n\nViscar nodded, his tail slowing some as love and a desire to learn pushed aside blind lust. \n\nThe two lay on the floor. Rialla reached out and stroked her son's jowls, and he responded in kind. They leaned in, their breath quavering as their lips met. He nibbled her lip; she nibbled his. On an unspoken cue, they both slipped their tongues out to caress each other, both of them gasping and hugging each other close. Viscar trailed his fingers down his mother's neck, quickly finding her teats and delicately fingering them.\n\n``O-oh, Vis,'' Rialla breathed, ``You're a natural. Nurse me?''\n\nViscar looked up at her, then nodded and let his lips follow his fingers, trailing down her neck, making their way down her breast, and kissing the soft mound before latching on to her well-used teat. With expert lips that had done this thousands of times over his life, he rubbed her nipple with his tongue and gave a few quick, shallow sucks. Rialla gasped, feeling her milk let down, and then closed her eyes and gently stroked his forehead as his sucking slowed, drawing milk from her teat with each deep suck.\n\n``Yes, Vis,'' she sighed, reaching down and feeling of his penis, throbbing hard between them.\n\nHe jerked at her touch, momentarily halting his nursing, but as she slowly caressed his malehood, he knew without her saying anything what she wanted. Keeping his mouth on her teat, he rocked his hips down and forward. Her hand followed his cock as it moved and then gently pressed it against her burning vulva.\n\nThe heat took Viscar's breath away. Gasping, he stopped sucking again and tried to catch his breath as his mother slipped him inside of her. Suddenly overcome with emotion, he looked up into his mother's eyes and saw they were wet. Burying his face in her breast, he rocked his hips forward, and the two clung tightly to each other as he slowly resumed nursing. Their hips began to work as one, moving in rhythm to his slow suckling and moving them both ever-closer to climax. His knot began to swell as he rubbed the inflated, hardening lump against his mom's g-spot. Rialla hugged her son close, kissing his forehead and breathing in his scent, savoring the moment as she felt her climax inch closer.\n\nThey both grunted softly, and Viscar stopped sucking. They gasped as they both came hard. A feeling of warmth and safety welled up inside them both, and they squeezed each other tightly, clinging to each other for what seemed like dear life, their bodies wracked with sobs and orgasmic contractions alike. \n\nSex with the others was hot, frenzied, and frenetic, but this - this was their moment together, a chance to share something special that the others didn't quite have. They clung to that moment for a long time as fluid seeped from their coupling, plastering their groins with a thick, sticky, wet coating. They didn't mind; their legs and tails intertwined, and even after Viscar's knot had subsided, they rested there, enjoying each other's company.\n\n``Enjoying yourself?'' Varn asked, standing over the pair.\n\n``Mm, yes,'' Rialla murmured. ``Very much.''\n\n``Was it as good as you hoped? I know you've wanted this a long time.''\n\nAt that, Viscar's ears pricked up. ``You have?'' he asked, looking at her.\n\nShe smiled, smoothed the hair on his face, and nodded. \n\n``Yes,'' she replied. ``A long time. And it was so worth the wait.'' Mischief flickered across her face. ``You know, I might be up for round two... with a snack to go with it,'' she said, giving her husband a significant look.\n\n``Oh!'' Varn said, grinning, ``I think we could manage that.''\n\nWithin seconds, Rialla was on all fours, Viscar was again knotted inside her, and she was sucking Varn's cock like a thirsty calf at an udder.\n\n``Don't tell me you're going dry, honey!'' she teased. ``I gave Viscar my milk, now you give me yours!''\n\nVarn chuckled ruefully. ``I think I've had more sex in the last few hours than we've had in a month!''\n\n``So, what you're saying is, you need a helping hand?'' Rialla replied, grinning wickedly. ``That can be arranged.''\n\nVarn gasped as she suddenly began telekinetically probing his ass and massaging his prostate.\n\n``Ugh, dear, you know how weird that makes me feel,'' he whined.\n\n``Mm, I do,'' Rialla replied, reaching forward and grasping the base of his knot tightly, ``But I love how hard you squirt when I do it!''\n\nAs if on cue, the elder male gasped, his cock erupting into her mouth with enough force to go down her throat. She coughed and shook her head.\n\n``Mmf, serves you right,'' Varn teased, shuddering as the bulk of his orgasm subsided. ``I'm, uh, gonna go take a break.''\n\n``But I need something in my mouth!'' Rialla protested, opening her muzzle and pointing to it while looking up at him with puppy eyes.\n\n``Oh, no; that's not working on me again!'' Varn laughed. ``Why don't you get your daughter to come over here?''\n\nRialla's face lit up. ``Mm, yes! Oh, Yashramid!'' she singsonged.\n\n``Mm? Did you call?'' Yashramid asked, rolling her head to look in her mom's general direction from where she lay sprawled on the floor.\n\n``Ready for another round?''\n\nYashramid's tail began to wiggle.\n\n``Oh, shucks, you twisted my arm,'' she said.\n\nGetting to her feet, she made her way over to her mother and brother. Rialla patted the ground in front of her.\n\n``Your brother and I are, um, a little tied up at the moment. Would you indulge me and sit right here?'' Rialla asked sweetly.\n\nYashramid chuckled and did as asked. Her mom's face was buried in her crotch in an instant.\n\n``Oh, shit, Mom!'' Yashramid cried.\n\nCaught off guard by her mother's ferocity, she doubled over and immediately started panting hard as Rialla licked, snuffled, and even nipped at her pussy and swollen, dripping vulva. \n\n``Man, that's kinda hot,'' Viscar said huskily, watching from behind Rialla.\n\n``You can do it to me, Vis!'' Kariah said eagerly, trotting over and looking wistfully at him.\n\nViscar's face lit up but then immediately clouded.\n\n``I-I don't know how we would - '' he started to say.\n\n``We just need to change position a bit,'' Rialla said soothingly. ``Here. Yashramid, let me up...''\n\nYashramid scooted back, and Rialla got her hands under herself again.\n\n``Now, work with me, Viscar: I need to get my leg swung around between us so that we're face-to-face.''\n\nViscar shriveled his nose, not getting it, but as his mom lifted her leg and started to twist, he suddenly understood and moved with her.\n\n``Now we just lie on our sides, and the girls lie back-to-back between us. Easy as pie!''\n\n``Mm, pie,'' Viscar murmured.\n\n``Focus, Vis!'' Yashramid laughed.\n\n``You're about to have plenty pie to eat,'' Rialla said. ``A big old slice of Kariah's pie!''\n\n``He's gonna eat me all up!'' Kariah giggled.\n\nShe and Yashramid maneuvered themselves into position. Rialla wasted no time, diving in with gusto, while Viscar took a more curious, cautious tack with Kariah. His nose carefully sniffed the periphery of her pussy, and then his tongue reached out tentatively to taste her. \n\n``I think somebody's enjoying himself,'' Rialla murmured from between Yashramid's legs. ``Your knot just got harder, Viscar.''\n\n``Mm, hmm,'' he murmured.\n\nGently tonguing his sister's orifice but enticed by the variety of sexual fluids, Viscar ventured a little deeper. Kariah squirmed and bit her lip. After Yashramid's passionate lovemaking, Viscar was so gentle that he simultaneously aroused and frustrated her. She desperately wanted him to find that spot inside her that felt so good to touch, but at the same time, she didn't want to hurt his feelings. Suddenly, an idea came to her. She grinned mischievously and grabbed his face.\n\n``Wha?'' he gasped, startled.\n\n``Come on, Vis,'' Kariah taunted him, ``Eat me like you mean it!''\n\nChallenge accepted. Viscar's eyes flashed, and then his tongue shot into her, lapping roughly and deeply into her innermost recesses.\n\n``Oh, yes, Vis! That's more like it!'' Kariah moaned, pulling his face as tightly against herself as she could.\n\nIt didn't take long in that position for her body to shudder and her pussy to gush fluid all over her brother's face. He gasped in surprise, but the taste was wildly intoxicating, and he gobbled it down almost frantically.\n\nRialla, meanwhile, had decided to take a different tack with Yashramid. Despite her initial fervor, she calmed herself down and teased her daughter, tonguing her all over, but just barely hard enough to make her squirm.\n\n``Ugh, Mom,'' Yashramid whined, ``You're driving me nuts!''\n\n``Short trip,'' Rialla replied, eliciting an exasperated chuckle. ``Just relax and let the anticipation build. Once you finally get off, you'll thank me.''\n\nRialla resumed teasing her daughter, using her tongue to lightly graze her clit and stroke over her quivering, burning mound. As Kariah climaxed behind her, Yashramid let out a piteous whine, panting and doing her best to grind herself against her mother's face, but to no avail.\n\nAs Kariah's climax subsided and Viscar's knot began to soften, Rialla lifted her head from her daughter's groin.\n\n``Now, go get your father to help you,'' she whispered.\n\nYashramid gave her a wild look, half incredulous and half enraged, and then practically tripped over herself, staggering to her feet as she went to go find Varn. Meanwhile, Viscar's knot at last slipped out of his mother, and he flopped over on his back, completely spent.\n\n``Daddy,'' Yashramid said.\n\nVarn looked up and smirked. ``You only call me that when you want something,'' he said knowingly. ``What is it, kiddo?''\n\nYashramid winced. ``Mom kept teasing me but wouldn't get me off.''\n\n``Oh, I see. So, we're tattling now?''\n\n``No! I - I need something in me,'' Yashramid whimpered.\n\nVarn cocked his head, doing a very good job of keeping his tail from giving him away.\n\n``But you've got lots of things in you,'' he said. ``Didn't you eat breakfast?''\n\n``No, motherfucker! You got us up and made us watch as you gave Kariah what I'm begging you to give me!''\n\n``Motherfucker? Motherfucker!'' Varn gasped with mock indignation. ``You'd best be glad I'm a motherfucker! Where do you think your mother came from, hmm?''\n\nYashramid let out a frustrated groan.\n\n``You know that's not what I meant, you bastard!'' she whined. ``Now, fuck me!''\n\nVarn's tail started wagging.\n\n``A little bossy, aren't we?'' he teased. ``A bossy little bitch.''\n\nYashramid gasped, doing a double-take.\n\n``Yeah, you're a little bitch, aren't you? And a filthy whore who just can't get enough of a nice, big, fat, juicy cock between her legs.''\n\n``Yes!'' Yashramid practically yelped. ``Yes, I'm all of that! Now cut the shit and fuck me in the cunt, you cock-sucking son of a whore-bitch's pussy!''\n\n``Wow!'' Varn laughed, clapping. ``All right, all right, for that, you earned it.''\n\nHe advanced menacingly towards her, grabbed her by the scruff of the neck, and threw her down on the ground.\n\n``Oh, fuck, yes,'' she growled, getting up on all fours, arching her back, and baring her teeth.\n\n``Yeah, you little slut,'' Varn growled, grabbing her tail and pulling it off to the side. ``You're gonna take all this cock like the little bitch you are.''\n\n``Big words, old man! Now shut up and fuck me!''\n\nVarn grinned and shoved forward, burying his bone balls-deep in her. Yashramid's eyes and mouth opened wide, and she let out a shocked squeak.\n\n``Ya like that, don't ya, bitch?'' Varn teased.\n\n``Ohh,'' Yashramid gasped, climaxing on the spot. ``Fuck me.''\n\nHer tongue lolled out as she basked in the afterglow.\n\n``And now, young lady, you're gonna get really fucked,'' Varn growled in her ear.\n\nYashramid gasped again as her father's hands wrapped around her hips in a crushing grip, startling her. But what really got her heart pounding was when he opened his mouth and bit the scruff of her neck, pinning her in place. His hips pulled back and then thrust forward sharply, his large member stretching her and buffeting against her g-spot. Using one of his hands, he reached down between her legs, found her clitoris, and began pinching it in rhythm as he started to hump her faster and faster.\n\n``Oh sh-sh-shit!'' Yashramid gasped, her breasts bouncing forward and backward.\n\n``That's it; you take it, you little cunt!'' Varn roared.\n\n``Oh - ah - aah - aah!''\n\nYashramid yelled loudly as the hardest orgasm she'd ever felt wracked her body, turning her arms and legs to mush under her. She collapsed, her tongue lolling out and her eyes glazed over as her father continued to pump into her, his knot growing and stretching her wider with every stroke. She began to babble incoherently, a mix of whimpers, half-formed expletives, and atonal utterances.\n\n``Do me, too, Daddy!'' Kariah said, running over.\n\nVarn laughed. ``No can do, kiddo,'' he said, gesturing to his now-stuck cock. ``I think your sister's got dibs on me for a bit.''\n\nKariah gasped, taken aback at being told `no', and fixed him a look that was so heart-wrenching that he actually felt bad.\n\n``Oh, come now, I'm sure there's something I can do,'' he said, relenting.\n\nKariah squealed with glee, and he patted the space beside him. She sat down, and he leaned her back, then trailed his fingers down into her groin, playing with her clit, teasing her ass, and slipping into her pussy. She writhed and cooed under his ministrations, breathing heavily yet again.\n\n``It's a good thing you've got two hands,'' Rialla said, lying down by Varn's other hand and giving him an expectant look.\n\n``Everybody wants a piece of old Varn today,'' he said wistfully. ``It's such a hard life.''\n\n``Mm, hard,'' Yashramid murmured, eliciting a laugh.\n\n``Such a potty mouth on you,'' Rialla said. ``I can think of something else for you to do with that mouth.''\n\nShe leaned forward and kissed her daughter, who sighed contentedly and kissed her back. The two made out while Varn's knot stayed lodged in Yashramid and his fingers teased his wife and Kariah. After a few moments, Yashramid broke the kiss with her mom and kissed her sister instead. For several minutes, she alternated back and forth between the two of them, and each of them climaxed at least once.\n\n``Now, where is Viscar?'' Varn asked presently. ``I feel like I'm doing all the work here!''\n\n``Ungh?'' Viscar said, sitting up abruptly. ``Oh, uh, I-I think I fell asleep,'' he said sheepishly.\n\n``Come over here and help your old man,'' Varn said. ``I think this little bitch could use a cock in her ass, don't you?''\n\nViscar did a double-take, evidently having missed the whole dirty-talking exchange.\n\n``Uh - ''\n\n``Never mind,'' Rialla chuckled. ``Just go give your sister a dick up her butt.''\n\nIt was a little awkward getting into position, but he managed to straddle his father's cock and insert his own under his sister's tail. In the process, Varn had to stop fingering the others, and Rialla took it upon herself to give Yashramid something to do, sliding herself up under her daughter's face. As Viscar's knot swelled inside his sister's tight opening, Yashramid dove up under Rialla's tail, shocking and delighting her mother.\n\n``My gosh, you do learn fast!'' Rialla panted, biting her lip and reaching down to play with her clit as her daughter tossed her salad. ``Augh!''\n\nShe came hard on Yashramid's face, who jerked in surprise and tugged on the twin knots in her holes, eliciting groans of approval from both males.\n\n``I wanna do that!'' Kariah whined. ``You had your turn, so now it's my turn!'' she demanded.\n\n``Let's not be a brat now, Kariah,'' Varn said. ``You'll get your chance once Viscar and I can pull out.''\n\nThat proved to take a bit longer than anyone expected. Viscar's nap had revitalized him, and waking up to the orgy still in full swing had set his libido on fire. It was a good fifteen minutes before his knot finally went down enough to pull out, by which time his parents had already switched daughters, appeasing Kariah while they waited for him.\n\n``I'm coming, I'm coming,'' he said at last, staggering over to them.\n\n``Tell us something we don't know, Son!'' Rialla laughed. ``You've been coming forever!''\n\n``Me, too,'' Kariah murmured woozily from between her mother's legs.\n\nViscar got into position and slipped inside his sister, where he was shocked at how much tighter she seemed to be, as if the relatively small difference in her size compared to Yashramid had resulted in a much bigger difference in the size of her tail hole. Surprised, he gasped and tried to pull back, but he was already trapped.\n\n``Ungh,'' he whined. ``I wasn't gonna tie with her...''\n\n``And why not?'' Rialla asked indignantly. ``You tied Yashramid...''\n\n``Yeah, exactly,'' Viscar murmured. ``Man, my balls feel like they're empty bags now!''\n\n``We are all gonna be really sore tomorrow,'' Varn chuckled, conceding his son's point.\n\n``Well, fuck it, that sounds like tomorrow's problem!'' Yashramid crowed, ``Now, somebody eat me!''\n\n``Good grief, Yash! Haven't you had enough, yet?'' Viscar cried.\n\n``I got this,'' Varn said, grinning. ``Just relax, Kariah.''\n\nHe took a deep breath and let it out, then tugged firmly back on his cock. Kariah climaxed as his knot spread her open incredibly wide, and in the ensuing contractions, she forced him out. He stumbled backwards, caught himself, and then went and took Rialla's place at Kariah's head. Lying on his side, he presented his cock to her, and she leaned forward eagerly, forcing herself unbidden to try to deep-throat him, gagging in the process.\n\n``Oh, fuck,'' he gasped.\n\n``Don't hurt yourself, Kariah,'' Rialla cautioned her. ``There's plenty of time to prac - ''\n\nBut before she could finish, her husband's prick abruptly disappeared into her daughter's mouth. Kariah looked up and grinned around her father's girth.\n\nYashramid, meanwhile, had lost no time lying down and thrusting her pussy into her father's face.\n\n``Now, you eat it, you little bitch,'' she growled, pulling his face up into her crotch.\n\nKariah's body jerked in surprise as he began cumming down her throat.\n\n``Somebody likes being bossed around,'' Yashramid gloated. ``I'll make note of that. Now eat your dinner, young man!''\n\nVarn shuddered ecstatically and began eating her out like a starved urchin at a banquet. Yashramid's eyes went wide at the sudden ferocity and clutched his face.\n\n``My gosh, Dad! Fuck, you can really eat a pussy!''\n\nVarn couldn't answer with his mouth buried in her snatch, and even if he could have, it was then that Kariah lunged forward, dragging Viscar by the knot with her, and started trying to get her father's knot into her mouth, too.\n\n``Don't be greedy, Kariah,'' Rialla admonished her, laughing.\n\nBut try as she might, the pup's mouth just wasn't quite big enough, and after nearly gagging herself at least a dozen times, she finally gave up.\n\nViscar, whose knot had been about to subside when she lurched forward, gritted his teeth and panted, willing himself to shrink and slip out, but Rialla had other ideas. Just as he was beginning to feel his erection subsiding, he suddenly felt his anus being probed and stretched. Whipping his head around, he saw no one there, but a glance at his mom immediately told him what was going on.\n\n``Mom,'' he whined, ``My dick is so sore!''\n\n``I'm not touching your dick,'' Rialla replied innocently but with a wicked grin. ``In fact, I'm not touching you at all! Any of you!''\n\nAll of a sudden, all four of them felt themselves being stimulated: Yashramid's ass, Kariah's vagina, and Varn's balls all felt the tingle, stroke, and tug of the matriarch's magic, who cackled maniacally at their reactions.\n\n``Turnabout's fair play, Mom!'' Yashramid growled. Reaching forward, she grabbed her mom's legs and dragged her over within reach, then buried her nose once more in her mom's groin and reached up to pinch and tease her mom's nipples.\n\nThe magical sensations faltered then strengthened, only to falter again as mother and daughter vied for control over the other's orgasm. \n\nAt last, there was a chorus of howls as all five of them came at once, hard. The males' cocks spurted; the females doubled over, and then all at once, they all collapsed in a heap, panting, exhausted, and woozy. \n\nSilence fell over the room, and the air, churned continuously for the last several hours, at last went still. The smell of sex permeated everything from the floor to the ceiling, but the panting wolves couldn't care less. For a long time, nobody spoke as each tried to catch his or her breath and regain his or her wits.\n\n``Someday, I'm gonna swallow that knot!'' Kariah announced, breaking the silence and eliciting a round of laughter all around.\n\n``Kariah, you are just too much,'' Varn laughed weakly. ``My gosh, that girl can take a cock.''\n\n``And let's not forget Yashramid'' Rialla said, ``Who eats pussy and ass like a pro!''\n\n``Or Viscar, the knottiest dog you ever saw!'' Varn chuckled.\n\n``We've got some pretty good kids, don't you think?'' Rialla asked.\n\n``Mm, the best!'' Varn exulted.\n\nThey continued bantering for a bit, but as they did so, Kariah suddenly felt that burning itch once more.\n\nReally? Again?! she thought to herself, feeling a little overwhelmed. With her family all obviously exhausted and recovering, she was pretty sure they weren't going to be of much help. What was a horny 9-year-old to do, then?\n\nShe heard a noise outside: a snort and the four-beat patter of hooves. A smile crept over her face as she glanced towards the door.\n\n``I dunno if I'm up for doing this every week!'' Viscar was protesting. ``I feel like I wanna sleep for a week after all this!''\n\n``I say we should put it to a vote,'' Yashramid said. ``I know Kariah will back me up on this! Hey, wait, where is Kariah?''\n\n*************\n\nIt was not uncommon for wild mustangs to visit the cabin: the lush grass and clear water drew them in like honey to flies, but never had Kariah seen one so close before. Stepping off the porch, she wandered towards the stallion, whose back was turned to her as he took a drink from the stream. Creeping quietly, she slowly closed the distance between them.\n\nThe wind shifted abruptly, and the stallion raised his head, his ears pricked and his head turning, wild-eyed, to look at her. Kariah froze.\n\n``It - it's okay!'' she said hurriedly, putting her hands up. ``I promise I won't hurt you!''\n\nThe stallion stared her down and sniffed the air, his body tense and looking like he was going to dart away at any moment. But as his nostrils flared, his expression suddenly changed, looking a mixture of startled, bewildered, and surprised. He sniffed the air more deeply, his body language changing from anxious to curious as his upper lip curled upwards to pull the strange smells coming off the small wolf towards his pheromone-detecting gland.\n\nAll of a sudden, his posture changed entirely. He turned to face her head-on and seemed to rise up on his tiptoes, prancing and showing off as he trotted towards her. Caught off-guard, Kariah gasped and fell backwards, looking up as the stallion lowered his head to sniff her face, picking up on a trail of pheromones and following it down to her groin. His hot breath blew on her already superheated crotch, making her shudder in ecstasy.\n\nApparently the stallion enjoyed it just as much as she had because as she watched, his sheath elongated and then began to droop downwards. All of a sudden, his penis unfurled, falling towards the ground but suddenly hardening and swinging upward like a spear carried under his belly.\n\nKariah gasped. His cock was immense, nearly as long as her entire torso and bigger around than her arm. The same greedy feeling she'd experienced when she felt her father's cock tickling her tonsils suddenly seized her, and she reached forward automatically, grabbing the massive male meat and instinctively trying to put it in her mouth.\n\nAlas, if her father's knot was too big, then this stallion's girth was far too big, and though he was surprisingly patient with her, she could not open her mouth wide enough to wrap her lips around his massive mushroom head. Frustrated and feeling desperate, she did the next best thing and started licking every square inch of the warm, rock-hard surface, pleasantly surprised at the variety of gamy and earthy tastes she experienced.\n\nHer ministrations did not go unnoticed. The stallion began to dance and paw at the ground around her, and his cock bobbed and twitched in her arms with so much strength that when she wrapped both arms around it to hold it steady, it just lifted her off the ground.\n\nSomewhere in the back of her mind, Kariah made a promise to herself that one day, she would take that stallion's cock for real, the way she had taken her father's and her brother's. But for now, she could see the same telltale signs on the stallion that she'd seen on her male relatives' faces when they were about to cum. That knowledge flooded her with desire, and she stroked, licked, and sucked what she could of the stallion's rod, even reaching up to lightly squeeze and fondle his shiny, black balls, perched daintily at the base of his cock.\n\nThe stallion came without warning. All of a sudden, his cock slapped his belly, yanking itself out of her hands. Before she could react, he took a half-step backward, and his cock pointed right at her face. Like a bolt from a crossbow, a massive, white ball of jizz erupted from his flared tip and splattered all over her at point-blank range, knocking her over backwards. Her whole body was instantly covered in cum, but the stallion had only just begun. Over the next several seconds, which seemed like days, he shot out ten more ropes of semen, each one wriggling through the air before compressing against her fur or his belly and exploding out in all directions, raining down on her.\n\nIt was all over in an instant, and Kariah gasped, breathlessly gaping and instinctively wiping the cum from her eyes. As she lowered her hand, she brought it to her nose and licked it automatically. Grinning from beneath a thick, painted-on layer of horse seed, she began methodically wiping her face, cupping her hand to bring mouthful after mouthful of the stuff to her muzzle and swallowing it with gusto.\n\nYet every mouthful seemed to make the burning in her groin stronger. She endured it for a few mouthfuls, but then, desperate, she put her cum-covered hand to her crotch and squeezed her vulva, trying to ease the burning. To her surprise, it seemed to work as the horse cum soothed her like a salve. Encouraged, she scooped another handful and deliberately brought it to her pussy, rubbing it against herself and pushing some of it up into her passage.\n\nShe climaxed instantly, doubling over under the horse, sated at last.\n\nStartled, the horse stepped away from her and then trotted off, his cock swinging a few times between his legs before disappearing into his sheath. In an instant, he was gone, vanished out of sight.\n\n``Thanks, Mister Horsey!'' Kariah called after him.\n\nGiggling, she scooped two more handfuls of the stuff off her fur and brought one to her mouth, the other to her pussy.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Innocent No More

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The river drifted lazily by, its current so gentle that the surface of the water looked almost as smooth as a lake, save for the occasional trout leaping into the air and splashing back down. The midmorning sun gently warmed the clear water as it glided past a solitary wood cabin whose chimney curled with the faint wisp of breakfast preparations. Though very old, the cabin was cozy and stout, having provided several hundred years of shelter to the Houell family and their ancestors. Insects chirred softly, and aside from the occasional croaking toad, the morning around the mountain-nestled homestead was quiet and peaceful. One could be forgiven for assuming that this remote cabin was all that remained of furdom, but in truth, it was just a secluded spot, a little slice of heaven far north of the hustle and bustle of Shale, the capital of Cyrocia.

All of a sudden, the stillness was shattered by the shrieks and laughter of two wolf pups, Viscar and his twin sister, Yashramid, as they sprinted out of the cabin, naked as the day they were born, and hurtled headlong towards the river. At ten years old, Viscar was beginning to develop a strong, sturdy frame under his dark gray coat, and his blue eyes flashed gleefully beneath short, flame-colored hair when he flexed his arms and could actually see his biceps beginning to form. Yashramid's coat was a lighter gray, and her long, wavy-blond hair cascaded down her back. She was careful to keep it off her chest, for she herself took pride in how mature her breasts looked for her age.

Laughing and plunging into the water, the two spent several minutes splashing each other playfully before they started bathing, the real reason they were out here.

The bath started out like it usually did, with the two of them standing in the calf-deep water and taking turns reaching into a pail hanging from a tree branch beside the river. They each took out a handful of soap their mother had made, then worked it into a lather the same way they always did, working from ears and muzzle to tail and toes just as their parents had taught them years ago before moving into the much deeper water to wash it all off.

But something was different this time. It was not uncommon for the two to bathe together; in fact, if their younger sister, Kariah, weren't sick, she'd be out there bathing with them. But somehow, seeing Yashramid like this as she rubbed soap on her breasts and took the time to cup each one vainly, Viscar felt his heart skip a beat. Startled by the reaction and feeling a little perplexed, he realized that something else was happening, too. His groin felt a little funny, kind of tingly. He shifted and grimaced slightly, then looked down in surprise to see his penis poking from its sheath.

Now, that had happened before, too: from time to time, he'd brushed his hand over his sheath and exposed the pointed, pink tip, but it had never been like this! What he saw was much longer than he'd ever realized, and the feel of the gentle breeze on it made him shudder in surprise and pleasure. Yet the strangest part was yet to come. As he watched, he saw the base of his penis begin to swell. Curiously, he reached down and grabbed it, then threw his head back and let out a surprised gasp.

``What the fuck, Vis?''

The wolf's eyes snapped open, and he turned as red as his hair on seeing his sister staring at his crotch.

``Whoa!'' she said, kneeling down and peering at it closely. ``I've never seen it do that before!''

Without thinking, she reached out and grasped it in both paws, and Viscar let out a sharp yelp.

``Shit, sorry, Vis! Does it hurt?'' she asked, snatching her paws back.

Viscar shook his head, but his lip was trembling.

``It... it feels really good,'' he admitted. ``I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to yelp; it just kinda surprised me!''

Yashramid nodded, then reached tentatively forward again. Grasping her brother's knot in her hand, she squeezed and raised her eyebrows.

``Wow, it's really hard!'' she said. ``Vis?''

Her brother's eyes had rolled back in his head, and his hips had thrust forward of their own volition. Gasping, she hurriedly let go.

``Why'd you stop?!'' Viscar cried.

Taking his dick into his own hands, the young wolf squeezed the base of his cock just like his sister had done.

``Ohh,'' he gasped. ``That - that feels...''

Instinctively, he tugged forward and then moaned loudly as liquid began to spurt from the tip of his cock, clear at first but quickly turning milky before landing on Yashramid's face.

``Ack!'' the young wolfess cried, batting at the foreign liquid. ``Eew, Vis! You peed on me!'' she cried.

Viscar stood there, his tongue lolling and his eyes glazed over and half-closed.

``Mm,'' he replied, shaking his head languidly. ``No, that's not peeing,'' he drawled. ``That feels way better than peeing.''

Yashramid started, frowning. Pursing her lips, she wiped some of the sticky liquid off her face and sniffed it. Deciding it did not smell like pee, she curiously brought it to her tongue and tasted it.

``What's it taste like?'' Viscar asked, his own curiosity slowly overtaking the floating, ecstatic feelings he'd experienced when he let out his not-pee.

``Weird,'' Yashramid replied matter-of-factly. ``Definitely not pee. Kind of bitter, kind of salty, kind of...tingly?''

She smacked her lips a few times thoughtfully.

``I like it,'' she decided. Her blue eyes glinted. ``Can you do it again?''

She lunged for Viscar's groin, but his red, throbbing member had gone soft and vanished as he was coming down. He looked down and cocked his head curiously as she pawed at his sheath, but as soon as her paw exposed his tip and grazed over it, he leapt backwards, yelping and hissing.

``Vis?'' Yashramid asked worriedly.

Her brother winced. ``It - it's super sensitive now,'' he said. ``M-maybe we should leave it alone for a bit.''

For a moment, they both looked disappointed, but then he brightened.

``Hey! I wonder if you can feel like I did, too!''

Yashramid looked at him skeptically. ``How?'' she asked. ``I don't have a sheath like you do.''

Viscar pursed his lips, his expression falling. ``Hm. I dunno,'' he admitted, but then he brightened again. ``But maybe we should feel around and see!''

Yashramid shrugged but nodded, and Viscar reached forward to stroke her hair.

``Is this doing anything?'' he asked.

Yashramid pursed her lips, then shook her head. ``No, I don't think so.''

``Hm. Well, what about this?'' Viscar asked, reaching up to rub her ear between his fingers and thumb.

Yashramid cringed and shied away. ``Eew! That felt icky!'' she cried.

``Sorry, sorry!'' Viscar said, hurriedly pulling his hands back.

Screwing up his face, he reached forward again, and Yashramid hesitantly relaxed as he started stroking her neck. As his fingers brushed her, she let out a soft sigh but also tensed up at the same time.

``Is that... okay?'' he asked.

Yashramid squirmed. ``It's... kind of good, but - I dunno, it makes me feel impatient.''

``Impatient?''

Yashramid pursed her lips. ``I-I dunno. It feels like it's building up to something, like a volcano rumbling before it explodes.''

``Huh,'' Viscar said, rubbing her neck more roughly. ``Does this make it better?''

Yashramid squirmed away, shaking her head. ``I dunno, Vis; I don't think I can feel like you felt.''

Viscar pulled his hand back and huffed. ``Well, we can stop if you want,'' he said. His ears drooped. ``I just wanted you to get to feel really good like I did.''

Yashramid nodded and put her hand on his reassuringly. ``I know.'' She shrugged. ``But, maybe only boys get to feel like that.''

Viscar glanced at her hopefully. ``Can we try some more?'' he asked.

Yashramid shrugged. ``Sure, if you want. I guess I just don't want you to get your hopes up.''

``I'm willing to try as long as you are.''

``Okay.''

Viscar reached forward again, this time reaching for his sister's breasts. She gasped as his thumb grazed her nipple.

``Does that feel good?'' Viscar asked, gently squeezing her boobs.

``There was something,'' Yashramid replied. ``Do that thing with my nipple again.''

``What thing?''

``I-I dunno; you touched it or something.''

Viscar pursed his lips, then pressed his thumbs to her nipples. ``Like this?''

Yashramid huffed. ``No. It's gone now.''

Viscar let out a frustrated grunt. ``Something with your nipple, huh?'' he said, flicking her nipple up and down with his index finger.

Yashramid's eyes went wide, and she squeezed her legs closed together tightly. ``O-oh!'' she gasped.

Viscar's face lit up. ``Does that feel good?'' he asked eagerly.

Yashramid nodded, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes closed as she leaned into her brother's ministrations. The wolf flicked and pinched her nipples, and she began to pant, feeling increasingly good yet also beginning to feel light-headed and a little afraid.

``V-Vis,'' she said, her face looking concerned.

``Yash? What's the matter?'' Viscar asked, pulling his hands back abruptly. ``I thought you were enjoying it!''

Yashramid took a few deep breaths, the fear subsiding and leaving only mild residual pleasure.

``I-I was, but... I dunno, it felt too good or something,'' she said. Glancing down, she grinned. ``Looks like I wasn't the only one enjoying it,'' she said, gesturing to Viscar's groin and fiercely wagging tail.

The wolf looked down and started, seeing himself out of his sheath and hard again. He grinned sheepishly.

``You know, I felt a `little too good' before I started... um... not-peeing. But then when I kept squeezing myself, 'too good' felt really good. Maybe we just have to keep going a bit more?'' he suggested.

Yashramid hesitated, then shook her head. ``Maybe later,'' she said. ``That was... kinda scary.''

Viscar cocked his head. ``Do you want to stop?'' he asked.

Yashramid shook her head. ``No, but... maybe try somewhere else?''

Her brother nodded, reached forward, and began stroking her sides. Yashramid immediately squirmed.

``Ack! Stop it, Vis! That tickles!'' she cried.

``Oh, sorry,'' Viscar said, huffing. ``Man, this is harder than I thought.''

Yashramid nodded, relaxing a bit as the threat of being tickled receded.

``Oh, what about this?'' Viscar asked, grasping her tail and lightly squeezing it as he had done to his knot.

His sister pursed her lips, but though he moved up and down her tail, squeezing here and there, stroking, and running his fingers through her wet fur, she at last shook her head.

``Nope, nothing,'' she said.

Sighing, she moved back towards the bank and sat on it with her feet in the water. Viscar followed her, both of them looking disappointed.

``Last try,'' Viscar said, reaching down and running his finger against one of her soles.

Yashramid kicked and gave him a dirty look. ``That tickles, too.''

Viscar huffed and shook his head. ``Sorry, Yash. I-I thought that maybe you could feel the way I did, but we've gone head to toe, and nothing worked.''

``It's okay, Vis,'' his sister replied, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder. ``I appreciate you trying anyway.''

She spread her legs and reached forward to stretch, groaning luxuriously before sitting back.

``Not a bad idea,'' Viscar chuckled.

Sitting between her legs, he stretched out his arms and flexed his fingers out, groaning as he stretched from fingertip to fingertip. As he finished stretching and went to pull his arms in, his fingers grazed against his sister's crotch.

She gasped.

``Oh, sorry,'' Viscar said. ``Just wasn't watching where my hands were going.''

``No, that's not it. Vis, that felt pretty good!''

``Really?'' Viscar asked.

Moving up closer to her, he reached forward and began to stroke her folds.

``Like this?'' he asked.

Yashramid bit her lip and shook her head. ``No. It's... close, maybe?''

Viscar's brow furrowed determinedly as he continued to feel around, brushing the space where her vulva met the rest of her body and making her squirm impatiently. He continued moving his hands around, exploring her perineum and slipping his fingers along her labia, until at last, she grabbed his hands and moved them towards the spot that had felt so good. As they pressed against her clit, she moaned loudly.

``Right there?'' Viscar asked.

Her mouth open, Yashramid nodded wordlessly and licked her lips. Encouraged, her brother began lightly rubbing her clit. She let out a soft growl, a sound Viscar had never heard before. His eyes darted to her face, but all he saw was ecstasy. Growing increasingly excited, he began rubbing harder, and she responded by growling louder and thrusting her hips towards him.

At one point, he moved his hand to get better access, and as he adjusted his position, a couple of fingers slipped inside. Yashramid groaned loudly.

``Y-you okay?'' Viscar panted.

``Y-yeah. K-keep going!'' Yashramid gasped in response.

``Hang on; I have an idea.''

He got to his feet on wobbly legs and went and sat behind her on the bank. She scooted back to sit on his lap. The heat of her tail and buttocks pressed up against his already-throbbing cock made him shudder with excitement, but his focus was elsewhere. He reached over her legs and pulled her backwards tightly up against him, and then he began to use both hands to finger her pussy and rub her clit.

``Oh, shit, Vis!'' she cried. ``Go deeper!''

Her brother hooked his fingers inside of her and pulled back hard, thrusting them in deep. Her walls were incredibly hot and tight, and his penis began to dribble up under her tail.

The feeling of being penetrated sent Yashramid over the edge. Feelings of warmth and happiness exploded inside of her as she clamped down hard, driving her brother's fingers hard into a particularly sensitive spot inside of her.

``O-oh, fuck!'' she gasped.

She doubled over, her pussy rhythmically squeezing her brother's fingers as her own kind of fluid squirted out of her, drenching his hand.

``Whoa,'' Viscar breathed. ``You can pee, too!''

Yashramid gasped. Had she peed? She had definitely felt something come out of her, but Viscar was right: this felt way better than peeing. She didn't have time to ponder it too hard, though. She yelped in ecstasy as her brother pulled his fingers out of her, sniffed them, and then tasted the fluids.

``Huh,'' he said. ``Not exactly pee. It's slippery and'' - he inhaled deeply and shuddered - ''makes me want to not-pee again.''

``Let me taste!'' Yashramid said eagerly.

Her brother moved his fingers to her lips, and she eagerly sucked them inside, experiencing the taste for herself. The feeling on the aroused wolf-cub's fingers made him shudder excitedly as his sister analyzed the taste of these new fluids.

``Definitely not pee,'' she declared. ``It doesn't make my tongue burn like pee does, and it's got a different smell, something... musky? Earthy?''

``Yeah!'' Viscar agreed. ``That's it. Lemme taste again?''

``Well, okay, but there's not much left.''

Viscar tasted his fingers again, but his sister was right; there wasn't much left to taste. He huffed.

``It's a shame we'll have to wait to do it again,'' he said.

``Wait. Why?'' Yashramid asked, grinning. ``Let's do it again right now!''

She pulled his hand down to her groin, and he slipped his fingers back inside.

*************

Hearty soup bubbled on the wood-burning stove, filling the cabin with the savory aromas of beef, beans, potatoes, onions, and spices. A spoon propelled by an invisible, telekinetic hand moved through the stew, stirring it to prevent it from scorching while the cook, Rialla, used her physical hands to carve off hunks of the previous days' salted pork and roasted turkey to make sandwiches. The smell of the bread baking in the oven competed with the soup, trying to overpower the savory aromas but failing and intermingling instead to create a mouth-watering combination.

But as the smell of cooking yeast gave way to caramelizing dough, the fluffy, white-coated wolfess put down her knife, paused her telekinetic stirring, and opened the oven door with her mind, negating the need for protective pads as she pulled the loaf from the oven, inspected it, and with a satisfactory whiff, transferred it to a rack to let it cool a little bit before she sliced it into pieces and loaded it up with meat, cheese, and a few greens from the cabin's garden. Closing the oven door with her mind, she went to the soup, grasped the spoon, and spooned up enough to taste, carefully blowing on it to cool it before she brought it to her lips.

``Mm, that's got it,'' she said, nodding to herself.

Closing the damper on the stove to extinguish the fire inside, she wiped her hands on her apron and then frowned to herself, suddenly realizing that something was missing. A bit of stray flour on her tail distracted her a moment, and she took up the fluffy appendage, grimacing indignantly as she brushed the offending off-colored powder off her otherwise snow-white tail. Satisfied, she abruptly remembered the original thing that was missing and frowned.

``Now where are those two?'' she murmured. ``I sent them for a bath an hour ago!''

Shaking her head, she strode from the kitchen to check in on her youngest, Kariah. The poor girl had been feeling unwell, so Rialla had let her sleep in while she made an early lunch. She moved quietly into the sleeping 9-year-old's room and felt of her forehead. Withdrawing her hand, she shook her head.

Best to let her sleep, she thought, running a finger affectionately through the cub's straight, black hair. She'd come back and check on her after lunch and bring her some soup to see if she could get it down.

Leaving Kariah's room, the wolfess headed towards the back of the cabin, to where her husband, Varn, was practicing his magic.

She heard his incantations even before she got to the door, and as she reached for the latch, the door suddenly vanished.

``Shoot,'' Varn said, reddening beneath his jet-black fur. ``Sorry you had to see that, dear.''

Rialla just rolled her eyes. ``What, pray tell, were you actually trying to do to our door?'' she asked wryly.

``Well, you see, that's just the thing; I wasn't trying to do anything to the door,'' Varn admitted. ``I was aiming for that.''

Rialla followed his gaze, then jumped and instinctively swatted the spider sitting on the doorframe with the back of her hand.

``Dear!'' Varn protested, tugging at his luxurious beard, ``Now I have to find another test subject!''

Rialla grimaced and wiped the spider-guts on the back of her trousers as she fixed her husband with an expectant look.

Varn grinned sheepishly.

``Vanishing spiders?'' Rialla asked.

``Vanishing spiders,'' Varn said, nodding, stroking his mustache and grinning with childlike enthusiasm.

Rialla started to protest, but then closed her mouth and just shook her head again. Pup-rearing had matured her beyond her 24 years, an experience not felt as keenly by her happy-go-lucky husband. Varn's immaturity could be annoying from time to time, but now was not one of those times. His grin was infectious, and she found herself grinning along.

``If you would promise not to squish them on sight, I might focus on more, ah, general-purpose spells, my dear,'' Varn said reproachfully. ``But since you insist on killing then on sight, it is my duty to protect them from your wrath.''

``I'm going to show you some wrath,'' Rialla said, smirking as she moved up to him and slid into his arms.

They kissed affectionately and nuzzled for a moment before Rialla stepped back.

``How is Kariah holding up?'' Varn asked.

``Still asleep, but her fever has broken,'' Rialla said. ``I'll try to feed her later.''

About that moment, the aromas that had been held at bay by the now-absent door wafted in, and Varn inhaled deeply.

``My!'' he said, brightening, ``That's a fair improvement over the smell of sulfur in the crucible and formaldehyde-infused ox-eyes.''

``I should say so!'' Rialla said, putting her hands on her hips in mock indignation.

``I'll get cleaned up and be right in,'' Varn promised.

``All right. I'm going to go find the twins.''

``The twins? They're not back from their bath, yet?''

Rialla raised her eyes skyward. ``I'm sure they've gotten to splashing or started chasing a fish in the river.''

``Or caught a hawk and strong-armed it into taking them for a ride,'' Varn suggested wryly. ``All right. See you soon.''

She went back to the kitchen, took off her apron, and then stepped out onto the back porch, closing the door gently behind her. She pursed her lips, considering where her wayward children would have gone, then strode off towards the river. Ascending the slight hill that separated the cabin from the water, she inhaled the morning air appreciatively as she came over the hill. As the ground dropped away below her, she suddenly spied her cubs and stopped short, frowning and cocking her head.

``That's not... surely?'' she murmured.

Shaking her head, she made her way closer, her pulse accelerating. Could it be? Already?

As she drew nearer, she could see Yashramid sitting in front of Viscar; the wolfess couldn't tell whether her daughter was sitting on his lap or just between his legs, but that was definitely the least interesting part of what was happening. What had caught her attention and held it like a vise was the fact that her son and daughter appeared to be taking turns sucking on his fingers.

Now close enough to see better, she exhaled slowly as her pace quickened, feeling a strange mixture of relief and disappointment. Her daughter's backside was not pressed up against her son's groin as she had initially expected, but her initial reaction had not been too far off: the contrast of dark and light gray fur against the red, phallic blob between them was impossible to miss. She slowed and let out a quavering breath, swallowing and wondering just how far her precocious offspring had gone. Had she missed their big moment, or had they stopped short of going all the way?

``Ahem,'' she said sternly, stepping up behind them.

The two gasped in surprise and whipped their heads to look back and up at their mother.

``Oh! Uh, hey, Mom!'' Yashramid said unabashedly.

``Just what are you two doing?'' Rialla asked, putting her hands on her hips.

Viscar turned red under his fur and quickly averted his eyes, but Yashramid, ever brash, beamed up shamelessly and said, ``Viscar's fingers taste good!''

``I... see,'' Rialla said slowly, adopting an even sterner tone and hoping her cubs wouldn't catch the hint of breathlessness. ``And, um, where have his fingers been that makes them taste so good?''

``In my fucking pussy!'' Yashramid declared triumphantly.

Rialla's jaw fell open, and she let out an involuntary snicker despite her best efforts. Her daughter's capacity to string expletives together was impressive to say the least, but it was her cheerful delivery when people least expected it that made it nearly impossible to scold her - if Rialla had wanted to scold her, that is. Deliberately closing her mouth and covering her muzzle for a few seconds, she exhaled forcefully and recomposed herself, scowling at her cubs.

``M-Mom, we were just playing a game,'' Viscar said timidly.

Rialla winced imperceptibly, and her expression softened. It was hard having cubs with such different personalities; Viscar's fear of getting in trouble made him sensitive to even the subtlest reproach, yet Yashramid could withstand even the harshest rebuke either blithely or defiantly, depending on her mood at the time. Kariah, if she were here, would be somewhere in the middle.

``That's a very adult game,'' she said in a softer tone. ``Where did you learn that?''

``W-we were just bathing and, and - ''

``And Vis's dick got all big and hard like it is now!'' Yashramid said, turning to point, then doing a double-take. ``Well, it was,'' she said, giving him a dirty look.

Rialla didn't say anything for a moment, but then she nodded.

``Come on,'' she said gently with a faint smirk. ``Get washed up for lunch, and then we'll talk about this.''

Her pups got to their feet, and Yashramid trotted along ahead.

``It's all right, Viscar,'' Rialla said, seeing her son's tail tucked between his legs. ``You're not in trouble. Not big trouble anyway. There are just some things to know before you two go much further. Okay?''

Viscar's ears raised a little, and his tail clenched a little less tightly. He nodded faintly, swallowing and giving a wan smile.

``Go on,'' Rialla said, gesturing towards the cabin. ``I'll explain more after we eat.''

*************

``So, what did you want to talk about, Mom?'' Yashramid asked excitedly, her tail wagging ferociously behind her chair.

``Finish your lunch, and then we?ll talk,'' Rialla replied pointedly, exchanging glances with Varn, whose tail was also wagging furiously despite his efforts.

Yashramid looked like she was about to protest, but then dove into her food and scarfed it down within seconds.

``Done,'' she announced impishly.

``Wait for your brother,'' Rialla replied, rolling her eyes knowingly.

``He?s done, too,'' Yashramid said, her eyes darting to her brother and back and glinting mischievously.

Rialla did a double-take. Sure enough, Viscar?s plate was cleared even of the crumbs, and his bowl was empty.

``Vis? You never eat that fast!'' Varn said, impressed.

Viscar grinned sheepishly. ``I eat when I get nervous,'' he replied.

``So...'' Yashramid hinted, glancing expectantly at her mom.

Rialla rolled her eyes and huffed, but her tail, too, began to wag subtly.

``Your mother told me what you were doing while you were getting dressed for lunch,'' Varn said, exchanging glances with his wife.

Rialla pursed her lips. ``There's nothing wrong with exploring each other,'' she said slowly, ``But it's important to understand what it is you're doing and what can happen if you don't take... precautions.''

She glanced at the pups, who both looked back with rapt attention.

``Yeah? So, what is it?'' Yashramid asked.

The adults exchanged glances, both of them a little unsure of what exactly to say.

``It's called `sex','' Rialla said at last, a little more flatly than she intended.

The pups' tails stopped wagging, and their faces fell.

``That was sex?'' Viscar asked, his eyes widening and his skin blanching under his fur.

Rialla nodded. ``And it's usually something that only adults do.''

Viscar and Yashramid exchanged glances. Viscar swallowed hard.

``But, we..'' He huffed, his head hanging and his ears drooping. ``I'm sorry. I didn't know.''

``Hey, easy,'' Varn said, reaching over and putting his hand on his son's shoulder.

Yashramid shook her head. ``No, that can't be sex. We - we weren't doing that!'' Even she looked borderline distressed.

``It's okay, kids,'' Rialla said hurriedly. ``Look, your dad and I know you didn't know. That's why we're telling you before you do something that you can't take back.''

The pups did a double-take.

``Can't take back?'' Viscar asked nervously.

``What do you mean?'' Yashramid demanded.

The adults exchanged glances again.

``You... know what sex is for, right?'' Varn asked.

He was met with blank stares.

``No, how could they?'' Rialla asked. ``We haven't talked about it before.''

Sighing, she swallowed and collected her thoughts.

``Sex is where babies come from,'' she said, eliciting gasps.

``But it's also a lot of fun,'' Varn interjected, grinning.

``It's a way of showing someone how much you love him or her.''

``And it also feels really good.''

``Dear!''

``What? We're trying to keep it light, aren't we?''

Rialla sighed, her husband's infectious grin beginning to tug at the corners of her mouth.

``Oh, all right,'' she admitted, ``It does feel really good.''

Tails began tentatively wagging all around the table.

``But, are you saying Yash and I made a baby? Are we gonna get p-p-pregnant?'' Viscar asked anxiously.

``From what I saw, no,'' Rialla said, but then she cocked her head. ``You didn't...put your penis in your sister's vagina, did you?'' she asked.

The pups stared at her blankly.

``Vagina?''

Rialla frowned. ``You two know that you have different body parts down there, right?''

``You must, since you were getting a pretty intimate look earlier,'' Varn chuckled.

The pups nodded hesitantly.

``Then you know that Viscar has a penis?''

Another nod.

``And Yashramid has a vagina.''

``Is that the triangle-shaped thing between her legs?'' Viscar asked.

The adults breathed a sigh of relief.

``Yes,'' Rialla said. ``That's her vagina.''

Viscar frowned, then shook his head. ``Then no, I just put my fingers in there. She tastes good.''

The table screeched abruptly, and Varn reddened as he adjusted himself under the table.

``Uh, sorry,'' he said sheepishly. ``Tastes good, you say?''

He and Rialla exchanged significant looks. Both of them shifted in their seats, their hearts pounding, but then Rialla huffed and recomposed herself.

``We can talk about that later,'' she said firmly. ``What exactly did the two of you do?'' she asked.

The twins described - haltingly at first but with much encouragement from their parents - how Viscar had gotten hard, how the weird not-pee had come out of his penis, and how good it had felt to do it. Then they described their quest to make Yashramid feel the same way, how they had tried a lot of things that didn't work, but how they'd eventually found that rubbing the little bump made her ``vagina'' get all wet and taste good.

Rialla nodded when they finished. ``In that case, no, you definitely aren't going to get pregnant,'' she said.

The pups breathed a sigh of relief.

``But how does putting my penis in her... vagina make us get pregnant?'' Viscar asked.

``Well, um, you don't get pregnant,'' Varn said, chuckling. ``She gets pregnant.''

``That `not-pee' that came out of you is actually called `semen','' Rialla said. ``Inside of it, it's got a bunch of little sperm that look like tadpoles. When you let them out into the air, they swim around for a while and then die.''

``But Yashramid has a bunch of very tiny eggs inside of her,'' Varn chimed in. ``It's a bit complicated, but if one of your sperm happens to come in contact with one of her eggs and they like each other, the sperm can get inside of her egg and turn it into a very tiny puppy.''

Yashramid shriveled her nose. ``Wait, so a tadpole and an egg turn into a puppy? How does that work?'' she asked skeptically.

Varn and Rialla exchanged glances again.

``It's, um, kind of complicated,'' Rialla said, ``But the short version is that the egg and sperm are each just one cell. When they get together, the two cells fuse into one and share the information they each have on how to make a puppy. Then, that cell starts growing and dividing itself into two smaller cells. Each of those grows and divides, and it all happens over and over. As more and more cells appear and fit together, they start to turn into the shape of a puppy.''

``It's really quite fascinating,'' Varn said, his face even brighter than it usually was, ``The cell specialization, the stem cells, how the placenta provides a way to feed the puppy while he or she is in Mommy's womb - why, there's just so much to talk about - ''

``But there are other things that we need to talk about a little more urgently right now,'' Rialla said, giving him a significant look.

``Oh, right,'' he chuckled sheepishly.

``For now, just understand that if Viscar puts his penis into Yashramid's vagina, she might get pregnant. And even though you didn't know that until just now, your bodies do, and they want that very much,'' Rialla said.

``They do?'' Viscar asked. ``What do you mean?''

``And how can our bodies want something that we don't even know about?'' Yashramid asked.

``Most creatures instinctively want to make babies,'' Varn said. ``That's how they continue as species. It's programmed into them from birth.''

``But having babies is hard work and takes a lot of energy, so for the first several years, they just focus on growing and big and healthy. Then, when their bodies have decided they're ready, they start to change.''

``Viscar, you've noticed how your muscles have started to get bigger, right?''

Viscar nodded.

``And your voice has gotten deeper.''

Another nod.

``And from what I saw, your penis has gotten bigger, too,'' Rialla said with a faint smirk.

Viscar blushed, then nodded again.

``And Yashramid, your hips have widened.''

``Yeah.''

``And your breasts have started growing.

Yashramid grimaced. ``Yeah, they're kind of in the way.''

``And your heat cycle has started.''

``Wait, so Vis gets to have a deeper voice, and I have to put up with that?'' Yashramid asked. ``That's bullshit!''

``Tell me about it,'' Rialla muttered. She shook her head. ``But, that's just how it is. Your bodies know that it's about time to start making puppies, and so they've started preparing to do that. Your wider hips will let a puppy pass through once it is ready to be born. With your hips the way they were, the puppy would get stuck.''

``And Viscar's larger penis will put his sperm closer to your eggs so they don't have to swim as far.''

``Your breasts will swell with milk to feed your pups, and Viscar's bigger muscles would have prepared him to catch bigger prey back in the days before we civilized.''

``To answer your question, Viscar, when you saw Yashramid bathing, saw the shape of her hips and the smell of her pheromones, your penis got hard because it wanted to make a baby.''

``Pheromones?'' Viscar asked.

``Special smells that one wolf makes to tell another wolf subconsciously that she or he is ready to make puppies. They were especially effective back when people didn't wear clothes.''

``Like Kariah?'' Viscar asked, his innocence eliciting a chorus of laughter from his parents.

``Aye, your sister's about the most natural of all of us,'' Varn chuckled.

``But I?m not ready to make puppies!'' Yashramid protested. ``Does that mean I'd have them sucking on my boobs all the time and yapping and whining?''

Rialla and Varn exchanged glances and grinned.

``Gee, what would give you that idea?'' Rialla laughed, giving Yashramid a significant look.

``But, times change. We buy meat from the butcher or use bows and arrows and spears to catch prey now, but in the old days, all we had were our bodies and our teeth,'' Varn said.

``And people died young, so they started to make puppies as soon as they were able. Like you said, we don't necessarily want to have pups right away; you two are still growing and playing, and having to spend all your time caring for a puppy instead would mean you'd have to grow up much sooner than you had to.''

``So, your bodies are ready to make puppies and are sending each other all the right signals, but you aren't really ready to have puppies just yet,'' Varn summarized. ``So, what do you do?''

The twins pursed their lips and thought about it.

``Don't have sex?'' Viscar asked finally.

``Don't put his penis in my vagina?'' Yashramid offered.

``Both of those are perfectly good ways,'' Rialla said, nodding. ``But there are other ways, too.''

``Viscar, you said that it felt really good to touch your penis, right?''

Viscar nodded.

``And it felt good to touch your vagina?'' Rialla asked Yashramid.

``Yeah!'' Yashramid beamed.

``So sometimes it feels... good for Viscar to put his penis in Yashramid's vagina,'' Rialla said, flushing as she considered the thought.

``Y-yeah,'' Varn said, his eyes locking with hers. ``Really good.''

``In fact, maybe Yashramid would... would...''

``Want Viscar to put his penis in her right now...''

The two stared at each other from across the table, panting while their legs squirmed and squeezed together underneath it.

``Mom? Dad? Are you okay?'' Viscar asked after a moment.

The two started and swallowed hard.

``Y-yeah,'' Rialla said, forcing a chuckle. ``It's, uh, just a lot of fun.''

``But we don't have a hundred brothers and sisters,'' Yashramid said pointedly. ``Does that mean you guys aren't doing it?''

Varn snorted out a laugh. ``I, um, wouldn't say that,'' he said.

``Your father knows how to make a potion to let us have all the fun without making puppies,'' Rialla said. ``In time, he'll teach you how to make it so that you can have some fun, too.''

``With each other?'' Viscar asked, his ears pricking up.

Rialla glanced at her husband.

``Society doesn't generally like for brothers and sisters to have sex with each other,'' she said hesitantly.

``But our family isn't like most of society,'' Varn replied, giving her a significant look.

``Is this gonna be a history lesson?'' Yashramid asked, shriveling her nose.

``Oh?'' Viscar's ears perked up.

Varn smirked. ``I think there'll be something in this that you both might like,'' he chuckled. ``It all started innocently enough, to be fair, but it's a tale of love and loss - ''

``Boring!'' Yashramid declared.

`` - and incest. Lots of incest,'' Varn finished, smirking.

``Incest?'' Yashramid asked skeptically.

``Let's just say that our family tree looks less like a tree and more like a knot. Or a pretzel,'' Varn chuckled, but he was met with mystified stares from his pups.

``Oh, never mind. You'll see,'' he said, his eyes glinting.

``Your great-great-great - oh, it's about five or so `greats' - grandfather's name - ''

``Well, it kinda depends on which way you trace it,'' Rialla interjected. ``If you follow the tree through Mathilda, it's eight `greats'.''

``Well, yeah, but - ''

``And if you follow it through the Greyells - ''

``We do not speak of the Greyells,'' Varn snapped, scowling at his wife.

The sudden change in mood and intensity of his reaction was palpable in the air like the ominous stillness before a lightning strike. For a long moment, everybody sat, afraid to move as Varn glared at Rialla. But, at last, he forced a smile and chuckled ruefully.

``Sorry,'' he said at last. ``That's, um... a bit of a sore spot in the family.''

Yashramid and Viscar had questions, but they dared not ask. They had seen their father angry fewer than a handful of times in their lives, but they knew that such occasions were terrifying to behold and not something they wanted to experience. They let it go.

``Anyway, five greats or eight, it doesn't really matter. It's the same guy: Grigori Houell. He fell in love with a very talented witch and famous healer named Rasha, and the two had twins not long afterwards. Incidentally, we named you two after them: Viscar and Yashramid. We don't know whether Grigori had any magic of his own, but we do know that the twins were both just as skilled as their mother. Viscar focused on aquakinesis - ''

``That's water manipulation: making it move, freezing it, boiling it, purifying it, making fog go away or appear, all that,'' Rialla clarified.

`` - and Yashramid was more of a generalist, like Kariah is.''

``Like you are,'' Rialla said.

``Well, yeah. Anyway, much like you, Yashramid, your namesake wanted to go out and do some adventuring before settling down.''

``And then the plague happened,'' Rialla said.

``And then the plague happened,'' Varn nodded.

``It killed both Grigori and Rasha.''

``Hell, it killed off almost the entire continent! We're pretty sure it killed off almost if not all of the other mages.''

``Just as now, magic wasn't very widespread, but after the plague, it was really scarce.''

``And, it's hereditary: if your parents don't have magic, you probably won't, either.''

``Don't go getting started on the genetics again, dear. You'll bore your daughter to death.''

Varn huffed. ``Oh, fine,'' he whined. ``But you do have to understand that it's recessive: dominant traits show up more easily than recessive ones do. But then there are some features that are actually combinations of lots of different traits. Take coat color, for instance: your mother is white and I am black, but the two of you are different shades of gray. That's because - ''

``Dear,'' Rialla warned.

``Oh, fine!'' Varn sighed. ``Moving on...''

``All you need to know is that if a mage has puppies with a non-mage, there's a good chance their pups won't be mages,'' Rialla said.

``And your ancestors didn't want that,'' Varn said, nodding. ``Now, you have to understand that then as now, having sex with your family members - ''

``That's incest.''

`` - was looked down upon. But, with the plague having killed off essentially all the other mages, that didn't leave many options for Yashramid and Viscar. They could either breed with non-mages and take the chance that magic would die out entirely, or they could try something so taboo and crazy that it might just work.''

``They were, legends say, rather uncomfortable with the idea; they weren't degenerates, but desperate times called for desperate measures,'' Rialla clarified.

``But why don't people like it?'' Viscar asked.

``I was getting to that, but I'm glad you asked,'' Varn replied. ``See, there's something you have to know about genetics - ''

``Varn...''

``I'll keep it brief!'' the wolf said, exasperated. ``Genes and stuff aren't an exact, deliberate thing. Sometimes genes get corrupted a little bit, change, and you get new traits expressed - we call them `mutations'. They say the original wolves were all gray, but now you see them in lots of different colors because of those little mutations. Some mutations are good, but some are bad. By breeding with a big range of people over time, you get a chance to bring in more of the good ones and push out the bad ones. If you only breed with the same group over and over, sometimes the bad genes get a chance to get even worse, and it can cause all kind of problems generations down the line.''

``Deformed pups, people with mental disabilities, extremely short life, stuff like that.''

``So, once people learned this, they stopped doing it. Your ancestors knew that was a risk, but they chose to do it anyway to try to preserve their magic. And, it seems the magic appreciated it. In exchange, despite over a hundred years of incest, our family has never seen any of those kinds of problems.''

``That's not to say the magic is a person,'' Rialla said pointedly. ``It can't think and say, `oh, thanks; here, let me give you this in return'.''

``Right, right. But, the decision did prove mutually beneficial. Magic has lived on through our family, and we have prospered despite the risks.''

``And we've been keeping it in the family ever since.''

``Keeping it in the family?'' Viscar asked.

``Incest,'' Varn clarified.

``So, brothers and sisters?'' asked Yashramid.

``Brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, uncles and nieces, heck, even grandparents sometimes!'' Varn replied.

``Tell them about Grigori II,'' Rialla said, chuckling.

``Oh, that horny bastard?'' Varn laughed. ``Well, he was an only child... grandson? great-grandson? I forget, but not far-descended from Viscar and Yashramid. Anyway, he made it his mission to breed with every female relative he ever had as long as he lived. At first it was quaint, but then he became a bit of a celebrity in the family. You weren't even worth knowing if you hadn't bred with him or given your daughters to him to breed. That wolf fathered countless pups over multiple generations, and it was said that he could be someone's father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and great-great-grandfather all at once. And that doesn't even include the uncle, great-uncle, and all that.''

``As a result, almost everybody in our family is descended from him.''

``Except, we're not,'' Varn chuckled.

Viscar and Yashramid frowned and looked at each other.

``But couldn't Mom's parents have come from that side?'' Viscar asked.

The adults exchanged glances, then shared a coy smile.

``Well, no,'' Rialla said mysteriously.

``Why not?'' the pups chorused.

``Well, you see, your mother is actually your half-sister,'' Varn said, a glint in his eyes.

The adults let that sink in for a minute, but then the pups just looked at them expectantly.

``Your mother's mom is my mom,'' Varn hinted.

The pups pondered that, and then Viscar said, ``So, you're brother and sister?'' they asked.

``Sort of,'' Rialla grinned.

``I still fondly remember my coming-of-age ceremony,'' Varn said wistfully. ``The first time with my mother was... really quite special.''

``Wait, so you're mom's dad?'' Yashramid gasped.

``Now you're getting it!'' Varn praised her. ``Yes, that's right. As was tradition, I had sex with my mom and got her pregnant on the first try. Your mother was the result.''

``But then, doesn't that make your our...grandpa, too?'' Viscar asked, aghast.

Varn nodded.

``Wow, that's...'' Viscar wrestled with it for a little bit before a sly grin came over his face. ``So, does that mean I'll have sex with Mom one day?''

Varn and Rialla exchanged glances yet again and smiled conspiratorially.

``Yes,'' Rialla said, putting her hand to her crotch under the table. ``When you're ready, that is.''

``When will that be?''

``It all depends on you, Son,'' Varn said. ``It could be years from now, or it could be days.''

``Or even today,'' Rialla murmured under her breath.

``Did you say something, Mom?'' Viscar asked.

``No,'' Rialla replied, shaking her head innocently. ``The thing is, we don't want to put pressure on you.''

``Either of you,'' Varn added, looking at Yashramid, who did a double-take.

``Wait, so... You'd have sex with me?'' she asked. ``But I'm not ready to get pregnant, yet!''

``That's what the potions are for,'' Varn replied.

``Assuming, that is, that you want to have sex with him, too,'' Rialla added.

``Oh, of course,'' Varn said, nodding vigorously. ``Like we said, we don't want to pressure either one of you. If you want to have sex with us - or even with each other - that's completely up to you, but if you don't want to get pregnant, you'd best drink a potion first.''

``We want you both to know that we support you in whatever you decide,'' Rialla said. ``It wasn't typical for your father to have sex with me, but his family was supportive.''

``And your mother was just so beautiful - ''

`` - and your father was so kind and gentle - ''

`` - and her pussy was ten times better than my mother's - ''

``Dad!'' Viscar cried, shocked at the objectification.

Rialla laughed. ``Oh, Viscar, you think I don't objectify your dad, too? That cock of his is...mm!''

``Mom!'' Yashramid protested.

``I'm just saying, you should try it sometime,'' Rialla said, winking at her.

``And if you ever feel the urge, Viscar,'' Varn said, inclining his head significantly towards his wife, ``I've looked forward a long time to the day when we could take turns and then share notes.''

``Share notes!'' Viscar gasped.

``What? You don't think your father and I will be sharing notes about you two when the time comes?'' Rialla asked.

The room grew silent as the pups digested that bit of information.

Rialla's tone turned serious. ``As much as we joke and tease each other, though, it's important to remember that the experience is about making things pleasurable for each other. It takes humility to be compared to, say, your daughter'' - she looked at Yashramid. ``But, that's why sex in the Houell family is so mind-blowing for everyone.''

``And it makes sex with a non-Houell seems really unappealing,'' Varn added, shriveling his nose. ``Can you imagine having sex with a guy who thrusts twice and gets off?''

``Or who doesn't know how to milk a cock with her vagina?'' Rialla added, her eye glinting.

Varn's gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily under the table. The room fell silent again, electric with anticipation.

``So, what Yash and I did wasn't bad, then?'' Viscar asked.

Rialla shook her head. ``Not at all. You have to protect yourself against unintended consequences, but what you were doing was perfectly natural, just following along with what your body wanted you to do.''

``I wonder - '' Varn said, cutting himself off abruptly.

``What?'' Viscar asked.

Varn locked eyes with Rialla.

``I wonder,'' he said, watching his wife's expression as he spoke, ``If you two would like a demonstration?''

Rialla bit her lip, and Varn smirked knowingly with his eyes.

The twins looked at each other, and then their tails began to wag.

``Really?'' Viscar asked.

``Fuck, yeah!'' Yashramid gloated.

``Mm, there'll be plenty of that, won't there, dear?'' Rialla asked, stepping back from the table.

``As much as you can stand and then some more, my love,'' Varn replied.

The two began to undress while their pups watched attentively. As Rialla's plain, cream-colored tunic came off, her pups both licked their lips. If they hadn't just eaten and weren't intrigued by their parents' impending demonstration, they might have latched on to her snow-white teats and suckled for a bit; even after all these years, her milk still flowed for them, and she was more than happy to oblige them.

But that would have to wait. The burlap looped under her breasts she used as a makeshift bra to provide some additional support came off easily, revealing her well-used, pink nipples. A little droplet of off-white milk had seeped out of each nipple, contrasting sharply against her snow-white coat.

But the twins had seen that many times, and there were new things to watch. As long as they could remember, they had never seen their father wearing anything but fine clothes, or - if he was in his lab practicing magic - protective goggles and the most ostentatious personal protective clothes ever made. Only their father could make goggles and a leather apron look fabulous. At this particular moment, he was stripping off his red satin shirt to reveal the pitch-black, glossy fur underneath. His mustache and beard gleamed and quivered as he moved, twitching beneath eyes that sparkled and flashed with anticipation and mischief.

As her father pulled his shirt away, Yashramid gasped on seeing just how muscular he was underneath the billowing fabric. Little did she know that without the fabric acting as a rudimentary filter, she would be far more susceptible to the pheromones wafting from the virile wolf's chest and underarms. Though she could faintly detect an unfamiliar smell, she did not realize until it was too late what was going on. Feeling a strange warmth between her legs, she inhaled deeply and looked down, instinctively pressing her hands to her groin and biting her lip just like her mother had.

While his dad fumbled with layers of billowing fabric, Viscar's attention turned to his mom, who was removing her skirt in front of him for possibly the first time. As she pulled the fabric down her hips, he did a double-take on seeing how wide they really were. In stark contrast to the fashion of the day, her simple clothes not only did not accentuate her figure, they actively downplayed it. Seeing her as herself took his breath away, and he found himself staring, tongue lolling out of an open mouth. Just as Varn's pheromones had gained new potency without his clothes to dampen them, Viscar quickly looked down and blushed, seeing himself at full attention, throbbing, and leaking clear fluid under his pants as his nostrils picked up the scent of his mother's femininity.

For Yashramid, the most shocking moment was when her father unlaced his breeches and let them fall to the floor. She had seen her brother's sheath and even his erection, but they had in no way prepared her for what she was about to witness. A male in the prime of his mid-30s, Varn's scrotum was as full and pronounced as it would ever be, sitting beneath a full sheath whose black velvet reflected the light with an audacious sheen. The sheer size of the deep red prick that peeked from his sheath and matched the color of his shirt made her jaw drop. The elder wolf's tip was nearly as large as Viscar's knot, and it glistened in the light with its own lubricants and pheromones.

The pheromones were what got her the worst.

It was a delayed reaction, but a few seconds after she saw him in all his glory, she suddenly felt her groin heat up much hotter than it had ever been before. She nearly doubled over from the intense feeling and pressed her paws to her crotch, rubbing it as one would an itchy rash.

For his part, Varn was not unaware of his daughter's plight. In fact, the scent of her arousal through her clothes was stronger than that of his wife's even without clothes. It was distracting and made him really want to take her right then and there, but that was not the kind of parent he wanted to be.

He wasn't Grigori II, after all; she'd have to make the first move.

Nor was Rialla blind to her son's excitement. Even without seeing what was almost certainly a very eager prick under the dining room table, she could smell the change in his sweat, the eagerness and young virility pouring out of his every pore. But, he wasn't ready - not quite yet - and so she refocused her attention on her husband, who was still the sexiest wolf she'd ever made love to.

``Are you quite ready, my darling?'' Varn asked huskily, stepping up next to her and pressing his peeking cock against her white fur.

``Do you have to ask?'' Rialla asked, smirking knowingly and licking her lips.

``No.''

Varn glanced at the cubs, who sat stiffly in their chairs, staring out of saucer-sized eyes.

``It's going to be rather exhilarating to put on a show,'' he said.

``Pay close attention, kids,'' Rialla said, her voice cracking as Varn lifted her up into the air.

She wrapped her arms around Varn's waist, and as he reached forward to support her thighs with his forearms, both adults gasped. Chairs scraped as curious cubs scrambled to get a closer view, standing on either side of the pair as Varn's cock grew upward. Rialla bit her lip, her heart pounding as she felt her husband's arms lower her down towards the spike growing below her.

They felt each other's heat radiating towards each other first. It had been a couple of days since they'd last made love, and both were already excited, their arousal stoked by the eager young faces on either side of them. As Viscar and Yashramid watched breathlessly, slick red disappeared into fluffy white amid a chorus of gasps, and then black joined white and the adults groaned ecstatically.

``My gosh, Varn,'' Rialla panted, ``It's been too long.''

``I know,'' Varn gasped.

He began to raise and lower her up and down on his shaft while the pups got down on their hands and knees to see what was happening up close. And what a sight it was! Neither Viscar nor Yashramid had seen an adult vagina up close before, and their mother's was quite the specimen. Puffy and radiating heat beneath the slightly off-white fur, it opened and closed as Varn slipped into it, revealing its strawberry-red interior with each stroke.

Viscar gasped, his jaw slack and eyes wide at seeing how intensely aroused his mother was. The string of clear fluid that trailed behind his father's prick when it pulled out and then disappeared back inside made him visibly salivate, and he gritted his teeth and grabbed his groin with both hands, uncomfortably hard.

For Yashramid, it was their father's knot, which had just started to form, and the effect it had on Rialla's swollen vulva, pushing inside and then visibly stretching her as it pulled out, a little more each time, before popping out and shining glossy red under her.

Their pace quickened, and the pups watched, mesmerized at their rhythmic movements: Rialla's breasts bobbing gently up and down in rhythm with the forward-backward sway of her husband's balls. Their breathing grew more ragged as Varn's hips began to thrust harder.

``D-don't tie me, yet,'' Rialla gasped.

Varn gave her a wild look that quickly turned to dismay.

``We gotta show `em doggy style,'' Rialla panted.

Varn's face lit up. With a shudder from both of them, he lifted her clear of his prick and set her down on the ground. His knot was now the size of an orange beneath a foot-long, swollen, throbbing member.

``My gosh, Dad!'' Viscar gasped.

Varn did a double-take, looking briefly put off before shaking his head, looking at his wife, and grinning as she took up a stance on all fours, lifting her tail up and off to the side as she gave him a seductive look.

``This is a simple position for beginners, kids,'' Rialla said, giving each of them a significant but brief look.

Viscar and Yashramid looked at each other, then moved to either side of their parents once more as Varn knelt behind Rialla and moved up between her legs.

``Nice, wide stance, Yashramid,'' Rialla breathed, her eyes half closed as she spread her legs and rocked her hips back, feeling her labia bump against something warm, pointed, and throbbing.

``Makes for a nice thing to grip, Viscar,'' Varn breathed, his hips bucking involuntarily as he reached his arms forward, wrapped them around his wife's waist, and pulled her backward and himself up into her.

``Th-the aim t-takes practice,'' Rialla gasped, her breasts heaving as Varn slipped into her, bottoming out against his knot.

``Can I knot you now?'' he growled in her ear.

``Oh,'' Rialla panted. ``Fuck, yes.''

``Mom!'' Viscar protested, but by then, the adults had already tuned him out, and he'd already lost interest in her profanity anyway.

There was a glimmer, a red sheen, and then his father's cock disappeared into a sea of white. Black and white fur ground roughly together, and then the adults began to pant hard.

``Y-you ready?'' Varn gasped.

``Yeah.''

``Okay.''

He tugged backwards and twisted his hips slightly, jamming his knot against Rialla's g-spot. They both grunted in pleasure, and then Varn moved his arms up, making an `X' across Rialla's chest as he pulled her upright, hugging her tightly as his knot throbbed inside of her. Viscar and Yashramid gasped. From this position, they could make out their mother's vulva between her legs, swollen, stretched to the limit, and pulsing in rhythm to the rise and fall of her husband's quivering balls right below her. As they shared their climax, he rubbed and pinched her nipples with both hands and nuzzled, kissed, and nipped at her neck. Each motion elicited an ecstatic jerk that tugged on their coupling and made them both climax even harder, doubling them over together as they rode out the intense contractions.

``M-Mom, Dad, are you okay?'' Viscar asked, alarmed at the pained expressions on their faces.

``Ooh, yes, baby,'' Rialla cooed. ``D-don't mind us; this feels so good.''

The pups exchanged uncertain glances as their parents basked in their orgasms for quite some time.

``Are they doing the same thing we did?'' Yashramid whispered, poking Viscar. ``I thought there'd be some white stuff.''

Viscar shook his head and shrugged helplessly. He was sure he had definitely made some not-pee, but even from his close vantage point next to his coupled parents, he couldn't see any.

Varn suddenly spoke, startling his kids. ``Ooh, h-honey, I'm about to - ''

``Yeah,'' Rialla breathed.

They both tensed, and then with a chorus of grunts, Varn's cock pulled out of Rialla's passage, accompanied by a deluge of mixed fluids.

The pups' eyes bulged.

``Whoa!'' Viscar gasped. ``There's so much!''

``Can I taste it?'' Yashramid asked, rushing forward.

``N-not just yet,'' Rialla gasped, grabbing her daughter telekinetically and holding her back.

``Aww, but - ''

``Eager, aren't they?'' Varn murmured in Rialla's ear.

Both adults' tails started wagging subtly.

``Potions first,'' Rialla said firmly, doing her best to overcome the shiver of arousal that shot up her back.

Varn took a deep breath, then gasped as his knot deflated enough to let his penis slurp back into his sheath. Walking funnily for the first few steps, he waddle-walked his way over to a cabinet and took down a couple of phials containing an iridescent liquid that alternated between purple and green as it sloshed around in its containers.

``Down the hatch,'' he said, handing one to each of his kids, then crossing his arms and watching them intently to make sure they actually drank them.

Yashramid and Viscar both pulled the corks out of the phials, and Viscar cautiously sniffed its contents. It didn't have much of a smell, but there was a faint hint of something vaguely fruity but nondescript. He brought the bottle to his lips.

``Done!'' Yashramid declared. ``Now can we taste it?'' she asked, glancing at the mess on the floor between her mom's legs.

``I'm surprised you two don't want to go make your own,'' Rialla replied, smirking.

Viscar nearly spat his out in shock but managed to swallow it just in the nick of time. The pups glanced at each other, and then broad grins spread over their faces.

``Have fun, you two!'' Varn chuckled as they darted out.

``Use the guest bedroom so your sister can sleep!'' Rialla called after them.

They waited for them to go out of earshot.

``What do you say, dear?'' he asked, smirking as he reached down and scooped up a handful of the stuff.

``More for us, of course,'' Rialla replied, winking. ``Let them make their own if they want it so bad.''

With that, she leaned forward and began to nurse and suckle her husband's fingers.

*************

Giggling and practically tripping over themselves, the twins hurried into the guestroom and closed the door. The giddiness was nearly palpable as they fumbled to strip off their clothes. At last, tails wagging furiously, they both stood naked, their clothes tossed haphazardly or in piles at their feet.

``Okay, Mom said it was easiest to do it doggy-style,'' Yashramid said, bending over the bed and looking over her shoulder.

Viscar froze, his eyes glued to her backside.

``Come on, Vis!'' Yashramid said impatiently, her tail wagging even harder.

Snapping out of it, Viscar took a few clumsy steps forward, put his paws on her hips, and then cocked his head.

``Wait, what did Dad do?'' he asked.

Yashramid reached back, grabbed his wrists, and pulled them around the front of her hips.

``He reached around Mom like this,'' she said, ``And then he put his penis inside of her.''

She licked her lips, grinning as she said the word.

Viscar allowed his wrists to be pulled forward, but then he cocked his head again. His penis was half-erect, thanks in no small part to his sister's buffeting tail, but he couldn't see through her fur where he was supposed to aim it.

``Um, I think I might need my hands,'' he said, licking his lips anxiously.

``Huh? Fine, whatever,'' Yashramid replied, letting go and turning forward again.

Viscar squatted a little and used his hands to part the hair on his sister's backside.

``Oh! There it is,'' he said, straightening up and taking hold of his sheath with one hand.

Sticking his tongue out and closing one eye, he maneuvered his hips side-to-side, lining himself up before pushing forward roughly.

``Ow! Vis!'' Yashramid yelped, ``That hurt!''

``Sorry!'' Viscar winced. ``I-I don't know what I'm - ''

``Also, that's my butt,'' Yashramid said, rolling her eyes as she relaxed her gritted teeth. ``You need to go lower.''

Viscar frowned. ``Lower?'' he asked.

Squatting again, he ran his hand up under Yashramid's groin, feeling for the warm, wet opening. His eyes widened as he found it.

``Ohh...''

The warm, humid space in the palm of his hand made his cock poke fully out of his sheath, and as he pressed it up against his sister's backside, they both shuddered at feeling each other's superheated organs so close together. Their hearts pounded harder.

``O-okay, I - I think I've got it this time,'' Viscar stammered.

Slowly straightening his legs, he guided the tip of his cock up towards the warm opening he'd felt with his hand.

They both gasped.

``Ooh... V-Vis, I think this might feel even better than in the river,'' Yashramid said, her voice quavering.

``I-I think so, too,'' Viscar breathed. ``Ready?''

``Yes! Fuck me already!'' Yashramid gasped. ``I'm so excited, I can't take it anymore! But - be gentle,'' she added warily.

Viscar nodded and started to stand all the way up. But just as he was about to slip inside, Yashramid's tail got between them and threw his aim off.

``Ooh, dang,'' he panted, squatting again. ``L-let me try again.''

He tried again, but once more, her tail knocked him off course.

``Mm, Vis, you're killing me!'' Yashramid whined.

``I'm trying, but your tail keeps getting in the way!'' Viscar retorted, frustrated. ``I want this just as much as you do!''

``I can't help it; I'm so excited!'' Yashramid replied. She thought a moment. ``Hang on, let's try this.''

She flipped around and lay on her back on the edge of the bed. Now her tail was mostly squished under her, but the tip - the only exposed part - wagged furiously off to her side.

``Now you should be able to see better, too,'' she said.

Viscar's eyes bulged.

``Boy, can I!'' he said, grinning like an idiot. ``It's all swollen and puffy!''

``It's itching, Vis.'' She grimaced, rubbing her legs together. ``You should scratch it.''

Viscar winced and huffed but dutifully stuck his hand out and began lightly scratching the outside. It was hot and firm but a little squishy, and for some reason, the feeling of touching it made his penis begin to throb.

``Not with your hand; with your penis!'' Yashramid cried. ``Come on, Vis! Focus!''

``Oh, heh, heh,'' Viscar said sheepishly.

Nodding, he stepped up between her legs and shuddered as he pressed his tip against her burning-hot, swollen entrance.

Both of their hips ground against each other reflexively.

``Do it, Vis,'' Yashramid panted. ``Stick it in!''

Not needing to be told again, Viscar did as she bade him and slipped the tip of his prick into her opening, gasped loudly, and then slid all the way in until his balls were pressed against the warm flesh, too.

``Oof!'' Yashramid grunted.

Viscar's eyes snapped open. ``Yash? You okay?'' he panted, starting to pull out.

She reached forward with her legs, wrapped them around him, and pulled him in tight against her. Off-balance, he fell forward and threw his arms out on either side of her to catch himself before he landed on her.

``Oh, wow,'' he gasped. ``Wow, that feels - ''

``Oh! So big!'' Yashramid panted. ``A-are you getting that big lump at the bottom of your penis?'' she asked.

Viscar blinked, then gasped and nodded. ``Y-yeah, I can feel it getting bigger,'' he said.

He started to pull backwards, but Yashramid squeezed her legs tighter.

``Keep it in,'' she said, her tail wagging harder. ``It-it's pressed up against that spot that feels so good and... and - ''

Her back suddenly arched, her hips thrusting towards her brother's groin, driving his cock as deep into her as it could go. He gasped and collapsed on her, squeezing his eyes closed and breathing raggedly as his knot swelled inside of her, the tight squeeze of her pussy making his head swim.

``Y-Yash, I'm scared,'' he said, pulling back.

His knot tugged against her, and she pulled forward on him. Viscar's eyes snapped open. He quit pulling back and groaned loudly. His cock swelled inside of her, completely filling her passage as his knot tied her.

They let out a chorus of ecstatic howls, climaxing together as his balls began to spurt into her over and over.

``O-oh, t-this is...''

``So much better than the... the - ''

They trailed off, the feelings so good and intense that they couldn't think straight enough to form words. For what felt like an eternity, they basked in the feeling of their first-ever mutual orgasm, pleasure washing over them like the waves of an endless sea. Each time Viscar's balls erupted, his cock throbbed inside of Yashramid, whose pussy responded by clamping down on him, squeezing their sensitive flesh tightly against each other and sending another shockwave of pleasure shooting up their spines.

Light-headed and nearly passing out, Viscar just laid his head on his sister's chest, their bodies twitching together. Fortunately, he had his knees locked; otherwise, his legs might have fallen out from under him from sheer bliss.

Still their climax continued, their bodies quivering and shuddering against each other over and over, until at last, the intensity subsided. Viscar's penis throbbed a few more times, less sharply than before, and then it finally lay still.

``Ooh,'' Yashramid murmured. ``I-I feel so full.''

``Full?'' Viscar asked dreamily, his eyes closed, his tongue lolling out as he rested his head on her chest.

``Y-yeah. Remember what happened to Mom?''

Viscar's eyes fluttered open as he considered it and then snapped open.

``Oh!'' he said, raising himself up onto his hands. ``You mean - ?''

Yashramid nodded, and Viscar glanced down between their legs, where his penis was still lodged deep inside of her, its temporary girth the only thing holding their fluids inside.

``S-so it's gonna make a big mess when I, when we - ''

``Yeah.''

He pressed himself up tightly against her, trying to make sure he kept her plugged, but in the process, his slightly deflated knot shifted, and a short stream of coital fluids shot out around it. They both gasped.

``I-I - ''

``Be still, Vis!''

``But, it - it's getting smaller! I can't help it!''

``Well, at least let me get off the bed first!''

``Okay, here, I'll - ''

He took a step backwards, and they both gasped as a trickle and then a flood streamed out of her, forcibly ejecting his penis and bathing his legs in mixed juices. For a moment, they both froze, partly from the pleasure and partly from shock at the size of the mess. But after a few seconds, they both began to laugh sheepishly.

``How's it taste?'' Yashramid asked eagerly.

``You tell me,'' Viscar replied.

Reaching down, he scooped a handful of the stuff off his thighs and offered it to her. She leaned up and began to lick it off his palm.

``Wow, it's even better than it was before!'' she said. ``No wonder Mom wouldn't share with us!''

Viscar frowned, then licked what was left off his palm. Grinning, he scooped up another handful as Yashramid dropped to her knees and began tongue-bathing his hips.

*************

``And as the daring trio ventured up to the mouth of the cave, they heard a terrible roar from inside,'' Viscar said.

``Ooh! Do the voice, Yash!'' Kariah giggled, clapping madly.

Yashramid smirked, and Viscar looked a little hurt, but he smiled good-naturedly and gave her an expectant look.

``All right, you asked for it,'' Yashramid said, her eyes glinting deviously. She cleared her throat. ``Who DARES enter my cave!'' she growled, leaping forward and tickling her sister as she delivered the line.

Kariah squealed and giggled while Viscar chuckled and shook his head.

After Kariah had settled down a bit, Yashramid turned the page on their favorite book and glanced at Viscar.

``We're not afraid of you!'' Viscar said, doing his best to deepen his voice but really just sounding like himself. ``Fie, demon dragon! Have at you!''

``An epic battle ensued,'' Yashramid continued, ``And after many thrilling parries and dodges, the heroes slew the dragon atop his gold.''

``No longer would he terrorize the village,'' Viscar said. ``And they all lived happily ever after.''

``The end,'' the twins chorused.

``Well, except for the dragon, right?'' Kariah said, looking up at her siblings from the giant teddy bear she had made her bed.

``Yes, except for the dragon,'' Viscar laughed. ``He shouldn't have been gobbling up all those people!''

``Hm. I'd like to gobble something up,'' Yashramid said, giving him a significant look.

Viscar reddened, but then he gave his twin a significant look and glanced significantly at their sister. Yashramid responded by raising her eyebrows innocently and seductively but subtly licking her lips. Viscar swallowed.

``Are you feeling sleepy, yet, Kariah?'' Yashramid asked.

``N-no,'' Kariah replied, but then she yawned and curled up instinctively. ``M-maybe.''

The twins exchanged glances and watched with bated breath as their sister dozed off in front of them. Then, grinning excitedly, they hurried out of the room, partially closing the door behind them as they scampered down to the guest bedroom.

``Okay, now, you remember what we talked about right?'' Yashramid said as she doffed her clothes. ``Don't swallow all of it.''

``I remember,'' Viscar said. ``I, um, hope this one is more fun than yesterday.''

Yashramid shriveled her nose. ``Yeah, I'm not sure why we thought that you putting your dick between my boobs would be a good idea,'' she said. ``But, we only know if we try, right?'' she added shrugging and grinning as she crawled up onto the bed.

``And speaking of trying, this should be interesting,'' Viscar said.

``Dad would be so proud we're conducting our own experiments,'' Yashramid said wryly. ``Top or bottom?'' she asked.

Viscar shrugged. ``Up you to; ladies' choice.''

Yashramid rolled her eyes. ``Fine, then. I'm on top so you can't wriggle away when things start feeling good.''

``Hey! I only did that one time,'' Viscar retorted, squirming at the thought.

``Twice!'' Yashramid retorted. ``Don't forget the time you held me like a wheelbarrow.''

``I didn't squirm away!'' Viscar protested.

``Vis, you dropped me as you started cumming,'' Yashramid replied, shaking her head. ``I mean, it was kinda hot having your cum raining down on me like that, but...''

Viscar winced. ``Oh, right. Sorry.''

``Don't be sorry, just lie down,'' Yashramid replied, patting and rubbing the middle of the bed and looking at him invitingly.

Viscar did as she bade him, swallowing hard but belied by his tail wagging furiously. Both their tails had been getting quite the workout during these overnight sessions as they experimented with position after position, sometimes trying a dozen or more new things as inspiration struck them.

Yashramid climbed on top of her brother, straddling his face with her already swollen vulva over his mouth as she leaned over to bring her own mouth to bear on his sheath.

``Now, remember: don't swallow all of - ''

Yashramid gasped as her brother's tongue slipped into her, probing her deeply before slipping back out and doing it all over again.

``Vis!'' she panted, ``No fair!''

Her brother smirked under her and replied by slurping up into her once more, his tongue strangely soft and rough at the same time as it found that weird spot they'd discovered that felt particularly good to be touched.

``Turnabout's fair play,'' she grunted, diving for his prick, which in the excitement of tasting her had poked out of his sheath.

Wrapping her tongue around the deep-red appendage, she slurped it into her mouth, grazing lusciously over the tip and eliciting an involuntary thrust that pushed the rest of it out of his sheath and into her maw, striking her soft palate unexpectedly. She hacked and backed off a bit, but not to be outdone, she dove back onto it, wrapping her tongue around it and stroking its whole length at once.

She was rewarded by a rough buzzing as her brother moaned into her pussy. The added sensation made her pause, and an involuntary moan escaped her lips, too. For a moment, the two hesitated, panting, before going back to their tasks with gusto. As Viscar's tongue probed, tapped, and swirled against Yashramid's g-spot, her tongue wrapped itself around the base of her brother's cock, tugging on it and making the knot start to swell. A jet of clear, salty precum spurted into her mouth, which she swallowed eagerly.

``G-getting close, Vis?'' she asked.

``Mm,'' her brother's voice buzzed in her groin.

``M-me, too.''

Encouraged by each other's impending climaxes, the two began slurping, sucking, and nibbling on anything they could get their mouths on. Their bodies began to jerk and twitch; their tails began to flag, and then at once, they both let out ecstatic groans and began emptying their aroused fluids into each other's eagerly awaiting mouths.

The initial rush was so voluminous that they both nearly gagged and swallowed as fast as they could to keep up with the deluge, but remembering what they'd agreed to yesterday, they carefully matched their swallowing to each other's flow, making sure to leave a bit of the other's juices in their mouths when their bodies at last sagged and stopped spurting.

``Mm-hm-hmm?'' Yashramid asked.

``Mm, hmm.''

Grinning but keeping her lips sealed, Yashramid climbed off her brother's face and turned to face him as he sat partially up. Hearts pounding and tails wagging, they brought their lips in close, quickly sealed them together, and passed their prized fluids into each other's mouths. Their tongues met, mixing the fluids as they caressed and stroked each other. They both gasped in surprise as the taste of their own fluids rushed into their mouths and then suddenly changed. Hints of the original ingredients remained, but the dominant flavor was completely new.

They parted lips, slurping to keep their mouths' contents inside, then looked at each other curiously. On cue, they both swallowed and smacked their lips a few times, savoring the taste curiously.

``You know, it tastes better when they mix,'' Viscar said thoughtfully.

``Yeah,'' Yashramid said, shriveling her nose. ``It's weird! I like it.''

They flopped on the bed next to each other as they continued contemplating the weird chemistry they'd just experienced.

``Hey, Vis?'' Yashramid said presently, her tail beginning to wag again.

``Hm?''

``There's, um, something I've been wanting to try,'' she continued, a broad grin spreading over her face.

Viscar turned to look at her, his tail beginning to wag with anticipation.

``Yeah?'' he asked. ``What's that?''

``Well, you remember the first time we had sex?'' Yashramid asked, blushing fiercely.

Viscar gained. ``How could I forget?''

``Well - ''

*************

Kariah awakened with a start, partially sitting up from her nest on Bear-Bear's belly and looking around. Something was off. It took her a few seconds to realize that the room was too quiet. Normally Viscar would be softly snoring while Yashramid sawed logs like a lumberjack. But there was none of that. Looking around, she had no trouble seeing despite the darkness, but her siblings definitely weren't in their beds. She frowned and crawled off of the giant teddy bear, getting to her hands and knees on the wooden floor before getting to her feet.

The door creaked softly as she opened it, and she could hear the sound of her tail dragging softly across the floor as she padded down the hall.

I wonder if they went for a midnight snack? she wondered, heading for the kitchen.

But before she made it that far, her acute hearing caught the sound of heavy breathing from the guest bedroom. Whipping her head towards it, she saw the door open a crack and moved up to it, peering inside.

She gasped.

Inside, Yashramid was lying on the bed, her butt in the air and her face pressed into the mattress facing the door. Viscar was kneeling above her, his hands wrapped around her waist and his hips thrusting sharply forward. Kariah winced instinctively, unsure of what they were doing but certain it must hurt to have his hips slamming against Yashramid's buttocks so roughly. But then a sliver of moonlight glanced off her brother's penis, and she gasped, cringing as she saw that he seemed to be slamming the sharp, pointed rod into their sister.

Horrified, she took a step back, but at just that moment, Yashramid let out an ecstatic moan that drew the young wolfess back to the door like a moth to a flame. Staring, aghast, Kariah saw the most blissful look on her sister's face that made her do a double-take.

Is she actually enjoying that?! Kariah thought incredulously.

Something stirred in her, and she bit her lip. Something wasn't right. Whatever her siblings were doing, they had come into this room for privacy; she shouldn't be watching them. She started to take a step backward, but then her ears picked up on the soft slap, slap, slapping of her brother's fuzzy hips against her sister's, accompanied by a soft squelching sound that Kariah couldn't place. Curiosity got the better of her, and she pressed her eye to the doorjamb once more, searching in vain for the source of the weird noise.

Just then, Viscar grabbed Yashramid's hips roughly and yanked back as he thrust his hips forward sharply. Both siblings gasped and moaned. Kariah froze, certain she wasn't supposed to be watching this yet paralyzed and unable to look away.

The twins held that pose for what felt like eternity. Kariah barely dared to breathe as she heard her siblings' raspy panting and watched their bodies lightly undulating against each other.

``Y-you ready?'' Viscar panted at last, breaking the stillness.

``Y-yeah,'' Yashramid replied.

As Kariah watched, her brother pulled out of her sister amid a splash of liquid that smelled really weird. Kariah shriveled her nose.

Did Vis just... pee inside of Yash? she wondered, disbelieving her own eyes.

But even as she was wrestling with mixed feelings of doubt and disgust, she felt a sudden, strange warmth in her groin, a strange tingling. Looking down uncertainly, she instinctively put her paw on her crotch and gasped, holding her breath and biting her lip hard at the sudden thrill of pleasure she felt when she touched herself.

Meanwhile, the twins had laid down beside each other and were making out. While part of her was curious to watch what else they'd do, she was much more curious about the new feelings she'd discovered. Staggering backwards, she hurried back to her room, threw herself onto Bear-Bear, and began rubbing herself furiously.

The little tingle and spark she'd initially felt proved elusive, and she found that she couldn't just blindly rub herself. Adjusting the position of her paws, she found a spot that felt particularly good and set to it with gusto, her little body writhing, her back arching, her legs spreading and squeezing together as she stimulated herself. She could feel something building inside of her, something that needed to be let out, though she didn't know what it was. She began to sweat heavily, her breath ragged and irregular as she dug her heels into Bear-Bear's legs for support.

Rubbing faster and harder, she began to pant, her head swimming as her back suddenly arched sharply, thrusting her hips towards her rubbing fingers.

One of them slipped inside, then two.

Her eyes snapped open, and her breath caught in her throat. She let out a surprised grunt, and then her back came off of Bear-Bear's belly as a stream of liquid shot from between her legs.

Dazed and overwhelmed by the pleasurable feelings she didn't know she could feel, she blacked out.

*************

``Well, look who's up!'' Rialla said. ``Are you feeling better, honey?''

Kariah nodded as she padded into the kitchen and sat down wordlessly at the table.

Varn and Rialla glanced at each other.

``Is something wrong, Kariah?'' Varn asked.

Kariah bit her lip, then shook her head. Putting on a brave face, she forced herself to smile.

``No,'' she said lightly. ``Um, what's for breakfast?''

``Your brother and sister are still passed out, and I thought you might still be sleeping,'' Rialla said. ``Would you like some milk to tide you over?''

Images of Yashramid's breasts flopping against the bed in rhythm to Viscar's thrusts popped into Kariah's head. She reeled back, shaking her head.

``No?'' Rialla asked, seeming a little hurt. ``Well, suit yourself. What can I get you?''

``N-no, sorry, I... I was just thinking,'' Kariah said. ``I'd like some milk,'' she said, smiling.

Rialla scooted her chair back and patted her thigh, and the 9-year-old climbed up onto her lap. Pulling down the collar of her loose-fitting canvas shirt, Rialla exposed her teat, and Kariah latched on.

``Easy, Kariah,'' Rialla gasped breathlessly. ``No teeth!''

``Sorry, Mama,'' Kariah mumbled with her mother's breast in her mouth.

The wolf-pup sucked hard and fast a few times, and Rialla sighed contentedly as she felt her milk let down and begin to stream into her daughter's mouth. Gently wrapping her arms around her daughter, she rocked her lightly side-to-side, petted her forehead, and scratched behind her ears affectionately.

``You sure everything is okay, Kariah?'' she asked softly. ``You seem troubled.''

Kariah hesitated, deliberately focusing on the rich, buttery taste of her mother's warm milk as long as she thought she could get away with.

``It's... just something I saw last night,'' she said, taking another drink.

``Oh?'' her mother asked, running her thumb over the pup's forehead. ``What did you see?''

Kariah swallowed and huffed, feeling a little put on the spot with both her parents watching her so intently.

``I-I don't want to get them in trouble,'' she stammered.

Rialla and Varn exchanged glances and conspiratorial smiles.

``What were your siblings up to last night?'' Rialla asked gently, shifting her hips slightly and doing her best to keep her tail from wagging.

Kariah hesitated.

``Whatever it is, they won't get in trouble,'' Varn said, clearing his throat, the tip of his tail twitching involuntarily.

``It looked like Viscar was peeing in Yashramid's butt!'' Kariah blurted all at once. ``Why would he do that?'' Her eyes widened. ``And why would Yash like it?'' she asked, aghast and looking up at her mother so earnestly that it was everything the wolfess could do not to burst out laughing.

``It, um, it wasn't peeing, exactly,'' Rialla managed, letting out an involuntary chuckle but mostly managing to keep her composure. ``I, um, I think it might be time we had a little talk.''

Kariah looked alarmed. ``Am I in trouble? Are they? You said they wouldn't be in trouble!'' she protested.

``No, sweetie,'' Rialla laughed. ``Nobody is in trouble. It's just, well, I let them in on a little secret last week while you were still sick, and it looks like it's time I let you in on it, too.''

She exchanged glances with Varn, who rose and stepped out of the kitchen.

``Now, Kariah, there's an activity that normally only adults participate in called `sex','' Rialla began.

*************

Varn opened the door and couldn't help but laugh, seeing his kids sprawled in their beds, crusted saliva at the corners of their mouths and a terrible case of bed-head settled in over both of them. They both snored contentedly, open-mouthed and carefree.

They must have had a lot of fun the night before, he thought to himself as he let his tail wag a few times before forcing it to stop, turning, and knocking sharply on the door.

``Ungh!'' Yashramid gasped, jerking in surprise and whipping her head towards the door, her eyes half-closed and her hair in her face.

``I, uh, wh - what time is it?'' Viscar stammered, rubbing his face and blinking, bleary-eyed, at his father.

``Tch, caught red-handed,'' Varn said, doing his best to sound stern. ``Come on, your mother and sister are waiting on you two for breakfast.''

Suddenly wide-awake, the twins exchanged glances and looked up at their father.

``Did - did we do something wrong?'' Viscar asked.

``We'll talk about it at breakfast,'' their father replied gruffly, then turned and left.

Swallowing hard, the two scrambled out of bed and hurriedly threw some clothes on.

*************

``...and Grigori III's descendants all seemed to inherit his, ah, lust for life,'' Rialla was saying as the twins walked in.

``And anything that moved,'' Varn chuckled.

``Including members of the same sex,'' Rialla added, pointedly looking at her husband.

``Whatever floats their boats,'' Varn said. ``It just doesn't work for me.''

``What are you talking about?'' Viscar asked nervously as he followed Yashramid in and sat at the table.

``There you two are,'' Rialla said, putting her hands on her hips. ``Apparently you were up all night, huh?''

The twins exchanged glances.

``W-well, yeah, Mom, but you said we could...'' Viscar stammered.

``And you didn't involve your sister?'' Rialla demanded, her tail belying her sternness.

``W-we, u-uh,'' Yashramid mumbled, glancing from her brother to her sister and back to her parents before averting her eyes entirely.

``We... didn't know we... could?'' Viscar managed.

``He has a point, dear,'' Varn said. ``She hasn't had her potion, yet. I'll get it.''

Viscar shook his head. ``N-no, I meant, can you do that with more than two people?''

Varn froze, and he and Rialla both turned to stare at their son. After a moment, both burst out laughing.

``Of course you can!'' Rialla laughed. ``The more, the merrier!''

``What's this?'' Kariah asked as her father handed her the iridescent potion.

``This will prevent pregnancy, like we talked about,'' her mother said. ``And STDs.''

Kariah shriveled her nose. ``STDs?''

``Sexually transmitted diseases. You don't want to start oozing nasty pus out of your vagina or having little holes bored in your skull,'' Rialla said.

All three pups gasped.

``That can happen?!'' Yashramid cried. ``And you didn't tell us?!''

``Not if you take your potion,'' Rialla said soothingly, ``And as long as nobody has an STD to begin with, you can't just `make one appear' like you can a puppy. Nobody in our family has any STDs, so it wasn't as important if it was just you two playing with each other. But, as the three of you get older, you might want to start fooling around with others outside of the family, and it's important that you protect yourselves and anybody else you might fool around with so you don't get them sick.''

Yashramid and Viscar exchanged glances and sighed in relief as Kariah studied the potion.

``So, this stuff will prevent all that from happening?'' she asked.

``Mm, hmm,'' Rialla replied, nodding.

``That's pretty cool. Did you make it?'' she asked.

``Your father did.''

``Wow, really cool!'' Kariah said, her face lighting up. ``How'd you make it so colorful and shimmery?''

Varn opened his mouth, his face lighting up, too, but before he could say anything, Rialla interjected.

``How about the next time he makes a batch, he'll have you help him?'' she suggested, giving her husband a knowing look.

Varn grinned sheepishly.

Kariah nodded eagerly. ``Yes, please!''

``In the meantime,'' Rialla said, exchanging glances with her husband as both tried to keep their tails from wagging, ``Why don't I show you something else you can do to feel good?''

``You mean like last night when my fingers slipped inside me?'' Kariah asked innocently.

Varn let out an involuntary groan, his tail winning the fight with his mind and beginning to wag furiously.

``Yes, just like that,'' Rialla said, doing a slightly better job of keeping her composure than her husband but still sounding slightly husky herself.

Kariah licked her lips and swallowed. ``I think I'd like that,'' she said.

``Then drink your potion,'' Rialla told her.

The pup nodded and eagerly popped the top on her phial, downed the liquid, and looked up at her expectantly.

Rialla gestured out the door with her head.

``Why don't we all go to the living room?'' she said.

Five tails wagging, the family hurried in, and Varn and Viscar quickly moved the table out of the middle of the room.

``Yash, maybe you'd like to watch?'' Rialla said as she had Kariah lie on the floor with her legs spread and knees bent.

``This'll be quite the sight to see,'' Varn said quietly to Viscar, putting his hand on his son's shoulder.

As the three spectators took up places around mother and daughter, Rialla ran her fingers over Kariah's forehead.

``Just relax,'' she said soothingly, using her other hand to stroke gently down the nude wolf's groin. ``Things might feel a little funny, but I promise it'll feel good.''

Kariah looked down her torso at her mother squatting between her legs and nodded uncertainty. As her mother's fingers caressed her folds, she let out a soft sigh.

Rialla lowered her face to her daughter's crotch and let out a hot, anticipatory breath.

Ooh, finally, she thought to herself.

She stuck her tongue out and gently began to lap at her daughter's groin, the warm appendage making the wolf-pup squirm and moan in ecstasy. After a few warmup licks, she gently prodded her daughter's opening and slipped inside. Kariah squealed with glee, and Yashramid and Viscar exchanged knowing glances.

``Feel free to get naked if you like,'' Varn said casually as he himself began to strip. ``I expect your clothes will just get in the way here pretty soon. Better to show than tell,'' he added in response to the twins' quizzical looks.

The two grinned and eagerly stripped their clothes off. Despite starting after their father, they beat him at disrobing and stood there, watching their mom and sister hungrily as Viscar's penis poked from his sheath and Yashramid reached down instinctively to rub her own burning vulva.

As she continued to gently tongue Kariah's virginal lips, Rialla reached forward and ran her thumb over her daughter's prepubescent breast-buds, stimulating the nerves and making the little pup gasp in surprise. Her small, child's body writhed in pleasure, her chest and groin thrusting out against her mother's ministrations, wordlessly begging for more.

Rialla moved her other hand to replace her tongue, her fingers mimicking the slow, sensuous movements but adding a new, more dexterous twist as they palpated and squeezed the young wolfess's clitoris, eliciting a whole-body shudder as she climaxed for only the second time in her life. Her mother ceased stimulating her, letting her catch her breath and bask in the afterglow, cuddling up next to her and gently stroking her daughter's belly affectionately.

``Kariah,'' she said softly.

``Mm?'' her daughter replied dreamily, raising her eyebrows over closed eyes.

The wolfess could barely contain her excitement. ``Would you like to - to feel what being an adult is like?'' she asked.

Kariah opened her eyes and smiled. ``Does it feel anything like that just did?'' she asked.

``Sort of,'' Rialla replied. ``It's... a lot more intense. A lot more,'' she said, meeting her husband's gaze and silently beckoning him over with her eyes. ``If you're up for it, your father is very eager to help you experience it for the first time.''

Kariah raised her head to look at Varn, who was trying to play it cool but was belied both by his nearly frantic tail-wagging and the rather substantial amount of pink peeking from his sheath. The young pup's eyes widened on seeing it.

``It's... so big,'' she whispered to her mom. ``Will it hurt?''

Rialla smiled. ``Maybe a little pinch the first time,'' she said, ``But your father is very gentle. If he takes you the way he took me, you'll be too excited to notice.''

Kariah's tail began to wag hesitantly, and she nodded uncertainly. Rialla moved to the side, and Varn took her place between his daughter's legs.

``Just relax,'' he said, cupping her face in his paw. ``Daddy's going to make you feel very good.''

He let his fingers trail down her face, grazing over her neck and teasing sensitive areas she didn't know she had. She sucked in a faltering breath, but by then, he'd already moved down to her breast-buds, repeating the motion her mother had made and grazing his fingers over her weirdly sensitive nipples. She squirmed, beginning to breathe heavily as his other hand came up between her legs to caress her inner thigh.

She gasped. ``D-Daddy,'' she said, clutching his forearm, ``M-my vagina, it - it's burning!''

Varn raised his eyebrows and exchanged glances with his wife, who chuckled at their daughter's earnestness.

``Is it, sweetie?'' he asked. ``Well, then, let's see what we can do.''

He lowered his face, and his mustache and beard grazed tantalizingly over her sensitive skin. She squirmed and writhed under him, clutching his wrist even tighter.

``Oh, ooh, Daddy,'' Kariah whimpered, ``It - it feels like it did last night. I - need to rub it!''

Her hands let go of his wrist and darted towards her groin, but her father was much quicker. Before she could touch herself, he'd grabbed her wrists and raised them over her head, pinning them gently to the floor.

``Not yet, Kariah,'' he said, gently teasing her moist labia with a finger. ``You remember how we talked about delayed gratification a few months ago? One cookie now versus two later?''

Kariah bit her lip. ``M-mm, hmm,'' she whimpered.

``Which do you want? One now, or ten later?''

Her face it up, her eyes and mouth opening wide as he slipped one finger inside of her. He let her ride his finger for a moment and then slipped it back out.

``Well?'' he asked teasingly. ``One? Or ten?''

Kariah began to pant heavily. ``T-ten,'' she managed, looking up at him pleadingly.

``That's my girl,'' the wolf grinned. ``Vis, Yash,'' he said, glancing up at them, ``Pay attention; you can go straight at it, but if you really want to feel pleasure, you have to take your time and build up to it.''

As if they'd needed any instruction to pay attention! The two were already transfixed, Viscar's cock fully hard and leaking dribbles of precum down its length while Yashramid's vagina had swollen and begun to ooze aroused lubrication of its own, a fact that had not gone unnoticed by their parents. Varn looked up at Rialla and gave her a pleading look, to which she returned a look that teasingly reminded him not to be a hypocrite in front of their kids.

``Now, Kariah,'' he said breathily, ``We're going to try something different, all right? I'm going to let go of your hands, but I don't want you to touch yourself. Can you do that?''

Kariah whimpered and bit her lip but nodded.

``Good. Now, this is going to seem kind of strange at first, but since it's your first time and I'm a - well, fairly large - I'm going to lie on my back, and I want you to straddle my waist, facing me.''

Kariah's eyes darted to the barb of flesh poking from her father's sheath, which had been getting darker and darker with each passing moment, turning from a pastel pinkish-white to a very dark red. She glanced back up at his face and nodded.

``That's my girl.''

He rolled over onto his back, shuddering as he caught a whiff of her prepubescent cunny as he went. She dutifully got to her knees on wobbly legs, scooted over, and carefully positioned herself over his waist. His cock, which had slipped further from his sheath in the process, throbbed and lightly bobbed up and down below her.

``Th-there, that's v-very good,'' he stammered, swallowing hard. ``Now, I want you to reach down, grab my penis, and press just the tip into your vagina.''

Kariah could feel the heat of his twitching member below her already. Although her body had not yet developed the instincts or senses to pick up on arousal and pheromones like the others in the room, something about that heat so close to her private place made her want to bring it even closer to her. Reaching down with both hands, she inexpertly grasped her father's penis, raised it, and guided it towards her entrance. A big drop of clear liquid had formed at the very tip, and as she lowered herself down onto the hot, pulsating, shockingly hard penis in her hands, she felt the drop slide inside her, lubricating her passage just ahead of her father's large, sharply tapered prick. As the tip slipped inside and began to stretch her, her eyes suddenly bulged.

``O-ooh!'' she cried.

``S-sweetie, d-don't go too fast,'' Varn gasped through gritted teeth, fighting the urge to erupt then and there with all his might. ``D-don't hurt yourself.''

``Daddy,'' Kariah said breathlessly, ``It feels so good! I want more!''

Before Varn could stop her, she lowered herself halfway down his cock until even the thickest part of his shaft save for his knot was inside her. The fast movement broke her hymen, but true to her mother's word, she was far too excited to notice.

Varn, meanwhile, threw his head back, his mouth opening wide as he let out an ecstatic moan. He had fantasized for years about taking one of his kids' virginity just as his own father had taken some of his own sisters', but he had never dreamed that Kariah would be so tight or so eager. He had imagined this moment a thousand times, yet he had never imagined that he would be telling her to slow down!

But she must slow down, his mind warned him. If she goes all the way, as tight as she is, I won't have time to pull out before - before...

He shuddered ecstatically at the thought. Knotting his own daughter! Trapping her on him, holding her captive as she blossomed immediately into adulthood!

He shook his head. What kind of thoughts were those? She was his daughter! He shouldn't be trapping her anywhere.

``K-Kariah, you'd better slow down,'' he managed, panting. ``Didn't Mama warn you about my knot?''

Kariah's eyes lit up. ``Ooh! I forgot about that!'' she said gleefully.

``W-wait, no, Kariah, don't!'' Varn cried, but before he could stop her, she plunged herself down on his lap, burying his cock balls-deep inside of her. He could feel her tail wagging furiously against his balls as he gritted his teeth and gestured at her desperately with his head.

``Rialla,'' he croaked, ``Help...''

But his wife just stood there with her hands on her hips, obviously delighted.

``Help whom, dear?'' she asked.

``K-Kariah, y-you don't understand,'' he managed.

But it was already too late. He could already feel his knot swelling, could feel how tightly her tiny pussy was squeezing back against it.

Rialla came over and put her hands on Kariah's shoulders. ``You okay?'' she asked, mischievously ignoring her husband.

Kariah's eyes had glazed over. She nodded dazedly.

``It-it's so big,'' she cooed. ``But, Mama, it doesn't itch anymore.''

``That's good, sweetie,'' Rialla said. ``Just sit tight now. This will...take a few minutes.''

Varn whined with pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head as his hips thrust forward involuntarily and he began to spurt over and over into his daughter's snatch.

``Whoa,'' the twins chorused, looking at the expressions on their family members' faces before looking at each other.

``We gotta try that!'' Yashramid gasped.

Viscar nodded.

``Not just yet, you two,'' their mother said with mock sternness. ``You two already had your fun without the rest of us. Turnabout is fair play! Besides, you wanted to know about sex with more than two people, right?''

The twins nodded speechlessly.

``Well, then, watch and learn. Don't mind me, darling,'' she said as she straddled her husband's face, her labia glistening with excitement mere inches above his muzzle.

``You want to feel even more pleasure, Kariah?'' she asked.

Kariah slowly turned her euphoria-glazed eyes towards her. ``Th-there's more?'' she asked breathlessly.

``Always.''

Rialla leaned forward, using her hands to guide her daughter's muzzle towards her own. Reaching forward, the nibbled her daughter's lip and then slipped her tongue in between her daughter's lips. Kariah moaned and squirmed, the movement tugging on Varn's hypersensitive knot and making him gasp between Rialla's thighs. As Rialla's hands moved out to stroke and tease her daughter's breast-buds, she lowered herself down onto Varn's muzzle and moaned in pleasure as he began to frantically eat her out. She squeezed her eyes closed, panting into her daughter's mouth. Varn was usually amazing at eating her out, but the added frenzy to his ministrations was almost too much to bear! It took her a few moments before she could compose herself enough to speak.

``N-now, when there are th-three of us l-like this,'' she stammered and gasped, ``It's called a th-three-s-some.''

She gasped, feeling herself orgasming over her husband's face.

``Makes sense,'' Yashramid said matter-of-factly. ``So, with four people, it's a - a foursome?''

Her mother didn't stop moaning but nodded emphatically.

``So, does that make five people a-a fivesome?'' Viscar asked.

``N-no,'' Rialla panted, frantically kissing her daughter's lips as she endured her husband's furious licking, ``More than four is - is an orgy. Augh!''

She sagged forward, putting her paw on Varn's chest for support as she lifted herself back up out of his reach.

``M-Mama, it - it feels like last night!'' Kariah cried. ``Like it's gonna... gonna - ''

Her whole body shivered, and then fluid exploded out around Varn's cock, shocking him, her, and Rialla.

``O-our little baby's a - a woman now,'' Varn panted, chuckling exhaustedly.

After a second, his knot abruptly subsided, and Kariah gasped as his penis slipped out of her, accompanied by the rest of their fluids.

``Worth the wait, kiddo?'' he asked, chuckling from beneath his wife's crotch.

In response, Kariah rolled her eyes back in her head. Rialla climbed off her husband and then helped a wobbly-legged Kariah off of him, too, both of them sitting on the floor beside him.

``Mom, can we play, yet?'' Yashramid whined.

Rialla's ears pricked up, and a devious look came over her face. ``Why, yes, Yashramid, why don't you come over here, and let's talk about making out.''

Yashramid's tail wagged, and she practically leapt over to her mom and sister as Varn slowly got to his feet and stood next to his son.

``It's good to just sit and enjoy the view from time to time, Son,'' he said, putting his hand on his son's shoulder. ``You ever jack off?''

Viscar cocked his head. ``Jack off?'' he asked.

Meanwhile, Rialla was instructing her daughters on the art of making out.

``Now, when you go to make out, you want it to be sensual. It's not a sloppy thing but more of a caress.''

She leaned forward, took Yashramid's bottom lip between her teeth, and gently tugged. Her daughter gasped in response.

``See? Now you try.''

Yashramid hesitated, then leaned forward and tugged at her mother's lip, pulling it between her own.

``Mm, very nice, Yashramid. Now you and your sister try.''

The sisters looked at each other, then leaned forward, and Yashramid repeated the motion on her little sister. Kariah gasped, grinned, and then did the same in return, eliciting a moan from Yashramid.

``Mm! Those are three fine-looking females there, Son,'' Varn was saying, licking his hand and slipping it over his half-peeking erection. ``Now, you want to make sure you get yourself good and slick. If you do it too dry, your paw will feel rough, and you'll have a pretty bad time.''

Mimicking his father's actions, Viscar licked his hand and slid it down over his own pink shaft, gasping and jumping back from the sensitivity.

``Eh, heh, heh, sensitive, isn't it? You'll get the hang of it, Son. Just watch your mom and sisters and make yourself feel good. Ain't nothing to it.''

The two males watched eagerly as Kariah and Yashramid took turns tugging at each other's lips and then moving their mouths together, both of them inhaling sharply with anticipation.

``That's it, girls,'' Rialla cooed. ``Now, if you really want to make each other feel good...''

She reached forward and took Yashramid's hand, gently guiding it to Kariah's cum-soaked crotch and resting the fingers lightly on Kariah's clitoris.

Kariah gasped, opening her eyes and withdrawing from the kiss, startling Yashramid. Both girls looked down, saw what their mother had done, and then grinned. Kariah's hand shot forward and found Yashramid's pussy, her inexperienced fingers probing around it but not quite hitting the mark.

``Here,'' Rialla said, reaching forward, taking Kariah's hand, and guiding it to Yashramid's sensitive spot.

Yashramid gasped and instinctively thrust her hips towards Kariah's fingers.

For a moment, the two just explored each other, amazed that they could make the other feel so good or that the other could make them feel so good.

``Oh, damn, that's hot,'' Varn growled, his paw alternately accelerating and decelerating over his throbbing, dribbling shaft.

His tongue lolled out, and his hips thrust forward without a care in the world while Viscar's body shuddered and jerked from so much stimulation.

``Try changing it up,'' Varn said, glancing over. ``If you reach back and squeeze yourself right behind your knot, it'll feel really good.''

Viscar frowned, then did as his father suggested. His eyes bulged, and his hips shot forward as he threw his head back and moaned loudly. His knot swelled, pressing against his squeezing hand and making the young wolf's legs wobbly.

``That's it, Son,'' Varn said, idly stroking himself and glancing back at the females. ``Let it all go.''

A few watery droplets served as the only warning before a sharp jet of cum erupted from Viscar's cock, splattering the ceiling.

``Now that's the spirit!'' Varn chuckled. ``Aim it at your mom and sisters, though.''

``Dear!'' Rialla laughed.

``What? You don't want a little bukkake?'' Varn teased.

``W-what's bukkake?'' Viscar asked, coming to and letting go of his dick.

``Yes, dear, what is bukkake?'' Rialla needled him.

``Why, it's a cum-bath, of course!'' Varn replied.

``It's a travesty!'' Rialla said indignantly. ``Such fluids should not be wasted on the outside; they should all find their way inside, one way or another.''

She brightened, turning her attention to her daughters, who were still gently probing each other's vulvae.

``Speaking of `inside', girls, why don't you try kissing each other while you finger each other? One sensitive touch is nice, but two or three at once is mind-blowing!''

The sisters paused their exploration, then grinned and leaned forward to kiss each other again. Moving their bodies to give each other better access, they resumed stroking each other and almost immediately began moaning into each other's mouths.

``Wow,'' Viscar breathed. ``That really does work!''

He turned to his dad and reached out to squeeze his father's cock behind the knot.

``Whoa!'' Varn yelped, jumping backwards. ``Uh, no, Viscar, eh-heh, no,'' he stammered, looking flustered. ``Don't, uh, don't touch my junk; it's, um, for the ladies only. Down, boy!'' he joked half-heartedly, seeing his son's crestfallen expression.

``B-but,'' Viscar stammered, taken aback, ``Mom said it feels good to have more than one touch...''

``That - that's true, Viscar, but I'' - he shook his head - ``I'm, uh, not into that with other dudes.''

``Don't mind him,'' Rialla said, getting to her feet. ``Girls, why don't you try rubbing your pussies against each other? It feels really good, too!'' she said as she went to her son and hugged him, giving her husband a dirty look. ``Really, Varn, you'll have sex with your mother, your sister, and your daughters, but you won't do the same for your son?'' she hissed. ``That's a little sexist, isn't it?''

``I don't see what any of that has to do with anything,'' Varn replied defensively. ``I love ya, Vis, but I just don't think that two dudes should - you know... I'm happy to spit-roast one of your sisters with you, though.''

Viscar's tail and ears drooped.

``But - I wanted to try what you did with Kariah,'' he said.

``Oh, you should definitely fuck your sister's pussy, Viscar. 10 out of 10!'' Varn replied, giving a chef's kiss.

Viscar pursed his lips. ``N-no, I'' - he squirmed - ``I wanted to take Kariah's place,'' he said, looking up guiltily.

Varn frowned, then gasped, suddenly getting it.

``No can do, little buddy,'' he said, shaking his head vehemently. ``That's a hard pass for me.''

Viscar sighed, and Rialla got an idea.

``What if... I had sex with you, Viscar?'' she asked.

Viscar huffed, but his tail wagged a little bit. ``I-I would like to have sex with you, Mom,'' he said. ``But'' - he glanced over his shoulder at his backside - ``you don't have a - a penis, so how would you...?''

Rialla's eyes twinkled mischievously. Viscar gasped and looked down, spreading his legs instinctively as he felt his buttocks gently parted and his anus telekinetically probed. He looked back up at his mom in awe.

``Lie on your back and spread your legs, Son,'' she said, winking and smiling at him.

The wolf-pup eagerly did as she said, his tail thwacking against the floor under him. Sitting down next to him, his mom ran her fingers affectionately over his sheath and balls while her mind focused on the shape of her husband's cock and how it felt on the many occasions he'd buried it in her ass. With her mind, she simulated the sensation of the tip prodding at Viscar's anus and slipping inside. Her son gasped, and his own prick - which had retreated back into his sheath when Varn rejected his help - slipped partway back out of his sheath, dribbling prostatic fluid.

``If it gets to be too much, you just let me know,'' Rialla said.

Viscar nodded, then closed his eyes and arched his back as she simulated the feeling of the invisible cock spreading his anus open to slip its girthier shaft inside. He moaned, his chest beginning to heave ecstatically.

Meanwhile, Yashramid and Kariah had taken their mother's advice and pressed their bodies up tightly against each other. They hadn't expected the heat radiating off each other's groins before, and as they mushed their sensitive areas against each other, they, too, began to moan. Kissing and tonguing each other passionately, they breathed hard into each other's mouths as the space between their vulva began to drip with their mixed arousal fluids.

As the imaginary phallus pushed itself deeper and deeper into him, Viscar began to writhe, moaning euphorically as it pressed against his prostate, squeezing out a big blob of milky fluid from his penis. Kariah suddenly caught a whiff of it and paused her kissing, and she and Yashramid turned to look between their brother's legs, watching as his ass abruptly spread open wide.

``Ohh!'' he moaned loudly.

``And that's the knot,'' his mom said, grinning.

``Wow,'' Kariah gasped. ``You can use magic with sex? I wanna try!''

Leaping forward, she scurried over on all fours and sat on the other side of her brother. Squeezing her eyes closed, she focused as hard as she could and managed to get her hands to glow with a mixture of pastel blue and yellow light.

``Careful, Kariah,'' her mom warned. ``You don't want to hurt him.''

Kariah nodded, then moved her hands forward and ran the tips of her claws down the underside of her brother's shaft.

Viscar barked in shock. His cock stood on end and erupted a geyser of cum into the air. Kariah's face lit up, and she leaned forward to cover her brother's cock with her mouth, licking and slurping at the spurts as they came one after another.

``Ooh, now that gives me an idea,'' Rialla said. ``Keep going, Kariah; let's see how long your brother can cum!''

She began to simulate the cock-knot trying to pull out then slipping back in, grinding it against Viscar's prostate and anus. The wolf-pup thrashed but obviously loved every minute of it as spurt after spurt leaked from his cock into his sister's waiting maw. And Kariah was not being passive in all this, either, caressing and electrifying his balls and shaft with both hands as she licked and swallowed at the tip of his prick.

``Man,'' Yashramid complained as she looked on, ``I wish I had a dick so I could fuck asses like that; that looks like fun!''

Rialla glanced over at her. ``Oh, you don't have to have a cock for that,'' she said with a devious smile.

``Well, yeah, but I don't have magic, either,'' Yashramid persisted.

``Keep playing with your brother,'' Rialla said to Kariah, who nodded eagerly as her mother gently collapsed the invisible cock in Viscar's ass. ``You have magic,'' she said, rising and going to her daughter. ``It's in your blood. While you might not have an interest in practicing magic like your sister does, it has still affected you in ways you probably haven't even noticed.''

``Like what?'' Yashramid asked.

``Well, for example, you remember that time you jumped out of the way of that branch?''

``The big one that nearly crushed me?''

``That's the one. Yashramid, none of us even heard it snap, and yet you dodged before it could hurt you. I'd bet that it's the magic giving you that early sense of danger. Or, consider your brother: his muscles are already much more defined than is usual for a pup his age. My guess is that the magic expresses itself in him through strength.''

Yashramid pursed her lips, considering it.

``Don't worry if it doesn't make sense, yet,'' Rialla said consolingly. ``More importantly right now, magic or no, you have a tongue,'' she said, grinning. ``And tongues can do things dicks can't do.''

Yashramid frowned. ``What do you mean?'' she asked.

``Lie on your stomach, and I'll show you,'' Rialla teased.

Looking skeptical, Yashramid did so, then gasped as her mom hauled her ass up and back.

``Mom, what are you - oh!''

Her eyes bulged as her mom's nose buried itself beneath her tail, her tongue tapping and probing at the pup's pink ring.

``Oh, sh-shit!'' Yashramid gasped, her fingers clawing ecstatically at the floor.

Her mom wasted no time plunging her tongue into her daughter's ass, stretching and rubbing the sensitive orifice all over. Yashramid moaned and rewarded her mother with a little squirt of vaginal fluids, which her mother eagerly lapped up before returning to her ministrations.

Meanwhile, Varn had recovered a bit from his wife's gentle scolding, and he stood watching his daughter eagerly sucking his son's cock, her ass in the air and her vulva, still dripping with a mixture of fluids, on full display.

``Man,'' he said, licking his lips, ``It's a shame to let such an eager girl do all the work. Hey, Vis, you up for that spit roasting?''

Viscar glanced over languidly, his face beaming with ecstasy.

``Ungh,'' he replied. ``Wha's `at?''

``Get up on your knees,'' Varn chuckled, ``And I'll show you.''

Seeing him coming over, Kariah's tail began to wag as she glanced over her shoulder. Viscar got to his knees, and she eagerly went back to nursing his cock as her father moved up behind her.

``You see, your penis is one end of the spit roast, and mine is the other,'' Varn said, grabbing his daughter's tail and gently moving it aside as he slipped the tip of his dripping cock between her scorching folds.

``Mm!'' Kariah gasped around her brother's cock, her eyes rolling back in her head.

``That's it, just like that,'' Varn said. ``Give her some thrusts, Vis; don't let her do all the work! Besides,'' he added conspiratorially, ``It feels really good to thrust into an eager mouth.''

Taking his dad's advice, Viscar gently thrust forward and gasped as he felt his sister's tongue and palate gliding over his tip. Lying passive had felt good as his mom and sister pampered him, but his dad was right, too: there was something that stirred deep inside of him when he thrust, something primordial and dominant. He grabbed his sister's face and held her still as he thrust a few more times, angling his cock this way and that to explore the different sensations her mouth had to offer.

``Gentle, Viscar,'' Varn warned. ``You don't want to hurt her or make her throw up.''

``Mm-mm-mm,'' Kariah said.

Viscar looked down and let go of her face.

``That's okay,'' Kariah said, grinning. ``You can thrust as hard as you want! I wanna feel it rough!''

With that, she practically swallowed Viscar's cock again. The males exchanged glances, both their eyes glinting.

``We'll ramp it up slowly,'' Varn said, giving his son a significant look. ``Give her the chance to back out.''

Viscar nodded and grabbed Kariah's face again, and then in unison, the two males began to thrust in and out of her, slowly and shallowly at first but with increasing speed and depth. Kariah's body shivered between them, alternately doubling over and arching as she oscillated between thrusting her hips and mouth towards their attackers.

If Viscar and Varn were attacking Kariah's mouth and pussy, then Rialla's tongue was waging war on Yashramid's anus, flicking in and out, circling, stroking, and tweaking the quivering ring like a cloud of incensed hornets. Yashramid's chest was pressed tightly to the ground, her fingers digging into the earthen floor for dear life as her body jerked and writhed against her mother's ministrations.

``See?'' Rialla said at last, giving her daughter a chance to breathe, ``No cock required.''

``Ungh,'' was all Yashramid could muster.

``Oh, honey!'' Rialla called, ``Would you help me with your daughter, please?''

``Coming, dear,'' Varn replied, letting out a contented groan just as Kariah climaxed over his cock. ``Vis, you've got to try your sister's pussy. It's just the best!''

He pulled out of her - he'd deliberately avoided knotting in case she started to choke on her brother's cock - and went over to see what Rialla wanted, leaving his other two kids to themselves.

``Can I, Kariah?'' Viscar asked eagerly.

Kariah nodded eagerly, then shoved him backwards.

``Yeah,'' she said mischievously, ``But I get to ride you!''

Before Viscar could react, she pounced on him, sitting on his groin and grinding her vulva against his sheath. Viscar gasped and bucked involuntarily. His cock shot out straight as an arrow and hit the bullseye, slipping up into her on the first try. They both gasped, then Kariah grinned wickedly.

``I'm gonna ride you like a horsey!'' she said.

``What was it you needed, dear?'' Varn asked, going for nonchalance but belied by his smirk.

``Your daughter seems to really enjoy anal,'' Rialla replied, giving him a significant look.

``Say no more!'' he grinned, taking her place between Yashramid's legs.

``Lift up a minute, honey,'' Rialla said.

Woozy, Yashramid got up on her hands and knees, and her mother slipped under her.

``What you and I are about to do is called 69ing,'' Rialla said as she positioned her face under her daughter's pussy and her own vulva under her daughter's muzzle. ``Your father and I are about to make you feel really good.''

She reached up, grabbed her daughter by the waist, and pulled her down, burying her nose in her daughter's pussy with gusto. Meanwhile, Varn slipped up under her tail and poked inside the well-licked hole. Yashramid gasped and collapsed. Finding her mother's sex, she moaned into it and then began licking, sucking, and nipping at it desperately as twin waves of pleasure radiated up from between her legs and under her tail.

``Ohh, horsey,'' Kariah panted as Viscar's knot swelled inside her, ``That's a good horsey.''

She rocked forward and backward, slipping him just a little deeper inside of her and making him whine with ecstasy before whining herself as his knot pushed up against her g-spot. Feeling on the verge of climaxing for the umpteenth time, she began grinding her crotch against his and then pulling upward and sitting back down, tugging her brother's knot and pulling it tightly against her entrance.

``K-Kariah,'' Viscar whimpered through gritted teeth, ``Th-that feels so good.''

Encouraged, she got her feet under her and started trying to stand up, slightly lifting her brother by his knot. They both cried out in ecstasy and started cumming with such force and slickness that Viscar popped out of her. Startled, she fell down on top of him, and they both lay there, dazed and cumming all over themselves.

``Holy fucking shit!'' Yashramid yelled as cum erupted from her ass and pussy, streaming down onto her mom's face.

Everybody else froze, then the whole burst out laughing.

``That's our Yash,'' Kariah murmured, chuckling dreamily.

``Kariah,'' Yashramid replied breathlessly, ``You have no idea how fucking good this feels!''

``Why don't you show her, honey?'' Rialla asked, licking the cum off herself.

``As any good sister would do,'' Varn teased as he stepped back, uncorking Yashramid's ass and showering Rialla with another wave of canine spunk.

Yashramid shuddered ecstatically, taking a moment to get her wits back before climbing off her mom and making her way over to her sister, who still lay sprawled over Viscar's lap.

``What the hell, slackers?'' she said, seeing the two of them lounging amid all the sex. ``Vis, get your dick back in her so I can eat her ass at the same time.''

Viscar chuckled wearily. ``Yash,'' he whined, ``I've gotten off so many times that my dick hurts!''

Yashramid scoffed and looked at her sister for backup. ``Come on, Kariah! You're not gonna let him slouch on you, are you?''

Kariah suddenly came to. Her face lit up, and she shook her head vigorously. ``Nope! No slacking on my watch, Viscar! Now, put your peepee back in my pussy!''

Viscar groaned. ``Geez, bossy much?'' he muttered.

But, his tail gave him away as it started to wag, and he groggily got himself into position, lying on his back with Kariah facing him. The two of them wriggled around a little bit, lining up his sheath with her vulva. As warmth met warmth, his pink tip slipped back out of his sheath and between her pink lips. They both shuddered with a mixture of pleasure and exhaustion.

But Yashramid was energetic enough for the three of them, and the moment her siblings coupled, she dove under Kariah's tail, lapping at the youngster's ring almost frantically. Kariah gasped, startled awake, and as her anus clenched in response to her sister's ministrations, her pussy squeezed on her brother's cock, and within seconds, all three of them were reenergized, moaning, and writhing together on the floor.

``What have we started?'' Rialla chuckled, watching her kids.

``They're even more eager than I imagined,'' Varn said, his eyes sparkling. ``Kariah especially is so precocious. I bet she's gonna be a force to reckon with by the time she's an adult.''

They laughed between themselves as the pups continued grinding together until at last, Kariah let out a loud groan, her little body completely overwhelmed and exhausted.

``Okay, kids, give her a break,'' Varn said. ``It's a marathon, not a sprint!''

But with Viscar rejuvenated and Yashramid still high from the experience with her parents, they were nowhere near ready to quit. Viscar slipped out of Kariah gently, then slid out from under her and laid her on the ground.

``You wanna be in the middle, Yashramid?'' Varn asked.

Yashramid's tail wagged in response, and within moments, she had taken Kariah's place on Viscar's belly while her father knelt behind her between Viscar's legs. As Viscar's knot swelled inside her pussy, her father began to thrust up into her ass once more.

``O-oh!'' she cried as his balls slapped against her and his knot started to grow, squeezing her tightly against Viscar's knot.

``Oh, wow, that - that's really tight now,'' Viscar gasped, panting. ``My gosh, it feels so good!''

His balls shuddered under her and began pumping out yet another load, the pressure rapidly building inside her already-squeezed pussy. Without warning, Varn, too, began to cum, and the feeling of twin knots asynchronously twitching inside of her nearly made the wolfess pass out. Lying limply on her brother's chest, she uttered an incoherent string of babble and drooled from her mouth, pussy, and ass.

``That's two of them worn out,'' Varn chuckled between guttural breaths. ``About time you wore out your mother, Viscar,'' he said.

Rialla teasingly made a motion as if primping her hair and batted her eyes at her son. Feeing strangely shy, Viscar blushed and looked away, smiling to himself.

``Vis? Surely you're not gonna leave your mother high and dry?!'' Varn asked incredulously. ``It's a Houell's duty to give his mother the time of her life! And puppies,'' he added under his breath, exchanging conspiratorial glances with his wife.

Viscar gasped. Duty!

``U-uh, of course,'' he stammered as his knot deflated and slipped out of his sister. ``Right away.''

He scooted out from under Yashramid, who was still snugly tied with her father, and went up to his mom.

``Son, if you don't want to, you don't have to have sex with me,'' Rialla said, taking him aside. ``Your father was just kidding.''

Viscar shook his head. ``No, I-I want to, Mom; you're'' - he swallowed hard - ``really pretty, and...'' He trailed off, his nostrils twitching as he sniffed the air. ``And you smell really good.''

As if in demonstration, his penis had once again emerged and was already glistening with a droplet of precum as his tail wagged furiously. Rialla blushed. She knew she wasn't supposed to pick favorites, but Viscar had always been hers. For so many years, she'd waited on him to get old enough, hoping that when the time came, he'd actually want to lie with her.

``Why don't we take things a little slower?'' she suggested. ``Let me show you how to really make love to a female.''

Viscar nodded, his tail slowing some as love and a desire to learn pushed aside blind lust.

The two lay on the floor. Rialla reached out and stroked her son's jowls, and he responded in kind. They leaned in, their breath quavering as their lips met. He nibbled her lip; she nibbled his. On an unspoken cue, they both slipped their tongues out to caress each other, both of them gasping and hugging each other close. Viscar trailed his fingers down his mother's neck, quickly finding her teats and delicately fingering them.

``O-oh, Vis,'' Rialla breathed, ``You're a natural. Nurse me?''

Viscar looked up at her, then nodded and let his lips follow his fingers, trailing down her neck, making their way down her breast, and kissing the soft mound before latching on to her well-used teat. With expert lips that had done this thousands of times over his life, he rubbed her nipple with his tongue and gave a few quick, shallow sucks. Rialla gasped, feeling her milk let down, and then closed her eyes and gently stroked his forehead as his sucking slowed, drawing milk from her teat with each deep suck.

``Yes, Vis,'' she sighed, reaching down and feeling of his penis, throbbing hard between them.

He jerked at her touch, momentarily halting his nursing, but as she slowly caressed his malehood, he knew without her saying anything what she wanted. Keeping his mouth on her teat, he rocked his hips down and forward. Her hand followed his cock as it moved and then gently pressed it against her burning vulva.

The heat took Viscar's breath away. Gasping, he stopped sucking again and tried to catch his breath as his mother slipped him inside of her. Suddenly overcome with emotion, he looked up into his mother's eyes and saw they were wet. Burying his face in her breast, he rocked his hips forward, and the two clung tightly to each other as he slowly resumed nursing. Their hips began to work as one, moving in rhythm to his slow suckling and moving them both ever-closer to climax. His knot began to swell as he rubbed the inflated, hardening lump against his mom's g-spot. Rialla hugged her son close, kissing his forehead and breathing in his scent, savoring the moment as she felt her climax inch closer.

They both grunted softly, and Viscar stopped sucking. They gasped as they both came hard. A feeling of warmth and safety welled up inside them both, and they squeezed each other tightly, clinging to each other for what seemed like dear life, their bodies wracked with sobs and orgasmic contractions alike.

Sex with the others was hot, frenzied, and frenetic, but this - this was their moment together, a chance to share something special that the others didn't quite have. They clung to that moment for a long time as fluid seeped from their coupling, plastering their groins with a thick, sticky, wet coating. They didn't mind; their legs and tails intertwined, and even after Viscar's knot had subsided, they rested there, enjoying each other's company.

``Enjoying yourself?'' Varn asked, standing over the pair.

``Mm, yes,'' Rialla murmured. ``Very much.''

``Was it as good as you hoped? I know you've wanted this a long time.''

At that, Viscar's ears pricked up. ``You have?'' he asked, looking at her.

She smiled, smoothed the hair on his face, and nodded.

``Yes,'' she replied. ``A long time. And it was so worth the wait.'' Mischief flickered across her face. ``You know, I might be up for round two... with a snack to go with it,'' she said, giving her husband a significant look.

``Oh!'' Varn said, grinning, ``I think we could manage that.''

Within seconds, Rialla was on all fours, Viscar was again knotted inside her, and she was sucking Varn's cock like a thirsty calf at an udder.

``Don't tell me you're going dry, honey!'' she teased. ``I gave Viscar my milk, now you give me yours!''

Varn chuckled ruefully. ``I think I've had more sex in the last few hours than we've had in a month!''

``So, what you're saying is, you need a helping hand?'' Rialla replied, grinning wickedly. ``That can be arranged.''

Varn gasped as she suddenly began telekinetically probing his ass and massaging his prostate.

``Ugh, dear, you know how weird that makes me feel,'' he whined.

``Mm, I do,'' Rialla replied, reaching forward and grasping the base of his knot tightly, ``But I love how hard you squirt when I do it!''

As if on cue, the elder male gasped, his cock erupting into her mouth with enough force to go down her throat. She coughed and shook her head.

``Mmf, serves you right,'' Varn teased, shuddering as the bulk of his orgasm subsided. ``I'm, uh, gonna go take a break.''

``But I need something in my mouth!'' Rialla protested, opening her muzzle and pointing to it while looking up at him with puppy eyes.

``Oh, no; that's not working on me again!'' Varn laughed. ``Why don't you get your daughter to come over here?''

Rialla's face lit up. ``Mm, yes! Oh, Yashramid!'' she singsonged.

``Mm? Did you call?'' Yashramid asked, rolling her head to look in her mom's general direction from where she lay sprawled on the floor.

``Ready for another round?''

Yashramid's tail began to wiggle.

``Oh, shucks, you twisted my arm,'' she said.

Getting to her feet, she made her way over to her mother and brother. Rialla patted the ground in front of her.

``Your brother and I are, um, a little tied up at the moment. Would you indulge me and sit right here?'' Rialla asked sweetly.

Yashramid chuckled and did as asked. Her mom's face was buried in her crotch in an instant.

``Oh, shit, Mom!'' Yashramid cried.

Caught off guard by her mother's ferocity, she doubled over and immediately started panting hard as Rialla licked, snuffled, and even nipped at her pussy and swollen, dripping vulva.

``Man, that's kinda hot,'' Viscar said huskily, watching from behind Rialla.

``You can do it to me, Vis!'' Kariah said eagerly, trotting over and looking wistfully at him.

Viscar's face lit up but then immediately clouded.

``I-I don't know how we would - '' he started to say.

``We just need to change position a bit,'' Rialla said soothingly. ``Here. Yashramid, let me up...''

Yashramid scooted back, and Rialla got her hands under herself again.

``Now, work with me, Viscar: I need to get my leg swung around between us so that we're face-to-face.''

Viscar shriveled his nose, not getting it, but as his mom lifted her leg and started to twist, he suddenly understood and moved with her.

``Now we just lie on our sides, and the girls lie back-to-back between us. Easy as pie!''

``Mm, pie,'' Viscar murmured.

``Focus, Vis!'' Yashramid laughed.

``You're about to have plenty pie to eat,'' Rialla said. ``A big old slice of Kariah's pie!''

``He's gonna eat me all up!'' Kariah giggled.

She and Yashramid maneuvered themselves into position. Rialla wasted no time, diving in with gusto, while Viscar took a more curious, cautious tack with Kariah. His nose carefully sniffed the periphery of her pussy, and then his tongue reached out tentatively to taste her.

``I think somebody's enjoying himself,'' Rialla murmured from between Yashramid's legs. ``Your knot just got harder, Viscar.''

``Mm, hmm,'' he murmured.

Gently tonguing his sister's orifice but enticed by the variety of sexual fluids, Viscar ventured a little deeper. Kariah squirmed and bit her lip. After Yashramid's passionate lovemaking, Viscar was so gentle that he simultaneously aroused and frustrated her. She desperately wanted him to find that spot inside her that felt so good to touch, but at the same time, she didn't want to hurt his feelings. Suddenly, an idea came to her. She grinned mischievously and grabbed his face.

``Wha?'' he gasped, startled.

``Come on, Vis,'' Kariah taunted him, ``Eat me like you mean it!''

Challenge accepted. Viscar's eyes flashed, and then his tongue shot into her, lapping roughly and deeply into her innermost recesses.

``Oh, yes, Vis! That's more like it!'' Kariah moaned, pulling his face as tightly against herself as she could.

It didn't take long in that position for her body to shudder and her pussy to gush fluid all over her brother's face. He gasped in surprise, but the taste was wildly intoxicating, and he gobbled it down almost frantically.

Rialla, meanwhile, had decided to take a different tack with Yashramid. Despite her initial fervor, she calmed herself down and teased her daughter, tonguing her all over, but just barely hard enough to make her squirm.

``Ugh, Mom,'' Yashramid whined, ``You're driving me nuts!''

``Short trip,'' Rialla replied, eliciting an exasperated chuckle. ``Just relax and let the anticipation build. Once you finally get off, you'll thank me.''

Rialla resumed teasing her daughter, using her tongue to lightly graze her clit and stroke over her quivering, burning mound. As Kariah climaxed behind her, Yashramid let out a piteous whine, panting and doing her best to grind herself against her mother's face, but to no avail.

As Kariah's climax subsided and Viscar's knot began to soften, Rialla lifted her head from her daughter's groin.

``Now, go get your father to help you,'' she whispered.

Yashramid gave her a wild look, half incredulous and half enraged, and then practically tripped over herself, staggering to her feet as she went to go find Varn. Meanwhile, Viscar's knot at last slipped out of his mother, and he flopped over on his back, completely spent.

``Daddy,'' Yashramid said.

Varn looked up and smirked. ``You only call me that when you want something,'' he said knowingly. ``What is it, kiddo?''

Yashramid winced. ``Mom kept teasing me but wouldn't get me off.''

``Oh, I see. So, we're tattling now?''

``No! I - I need something in me,'' Yashramid whimpered.

Varn cocked his head, doing a very good job of keeping his tail from giving him away.

``But you've got lots of things in you,'' he said. ``Didn't you eat breakfast?''

``No, motherfucker! You got us up and made us watch as you gave Kariah what I'm begging you to give me!''

``Motherfucker? Motherfucker!'' Varn gasped with mock indignation. ``You'd best be glad I'm a motherfucker! Where do you think your mother came from, hmm?''

Yashramid let out a frustrated groan.

``You know that's not what I meant, you bastard!'' she whined. ``Now, fuck me!''

Varn's tail started wagging.

``A little bossy, aren't we?'' he teased. ``A bossy little bitch.''

Yashramid gasped, doing a double-take.

``Yeah, you're a little bitch, aren't you? And a filthy whore who just can't get enough of a nice, big, fat, juicy cock between her legs.''

``Yes!'' Yashramid practically yelped. ``Yes, I'm all of that! Now cut the shit and fuck me in the cunt, you cock-sucking son of a whore-bitch's pussy!''

``Wow!'' Varn laughed, clapping. ``All right, all right, for that, you earned it.''

He advanced menacingly towards her, grabbed her by the scruff of the neck, and threw her down on the ground.

``Oh, fuck, yes,'' she growled, getting up on all fours, arching her back, and baring her teeth.

``Yeah, you little slut,'' Varn growled, grabbing her tail and pulling it off to the side. ``You're gonna take all this cock like the little bitch you are.''

``Big words, old man! Now shut up and fuck me!''

Varn grinned and shoved forward, burying his bone balls-deep in her. Yashramid's eyes and mouth opened wide, and she let out a shocked squeak.

``Ya like that, don't ya, bitch?'' Varn teased.

``Ohh,'' Yashramid gasped, climaxing on the spot. ``Fuck me.''

Her tongue lolled out as she basked in the afterglow.

``And now, young lady, you're gonna get really fucked,'' Varn growled in her ear.

Yashramid gasped again as her father's hands wrapped around her hips in a crushing grip, startling her. But what really got her heart pounding was when he opened his mouth and bit the scruff of her neck, pinning her in place. His hips pulled back and then thrust forward sharply, his large member stretching her and buffeting against her g-spot. Using one of his hands, he reached down between her legs, found her clitoris, and began pinching it in rhythm as he started to hump her faster and faster.

``Oh sh-sh-shit!'' Yashramid gasped, her breasts bouncing forward and backward.

``That's it; you take it, you little cunt!'' Varn roared.

``Oh - ah - aah - aah!''

Yashramid yelled loudly as the hardest orgasm she'd ever felt wracked her body, turning her arms and legs to mush under her. She collapsed, her tongue lolling out and her eyes glazed over as her father continued to pump into her, his knot growing and stretching her wider with every stroke. She began to babble incoherently, a mix of whimpers, half-formed expletives, and atonal utterances.

``Do me, too, Daddy!'' Kariah said, running over.

Varn laughed. ``No can do, kiddo,'' he said, gesturing to his now-stuck cock. ``I think your sister's got dibs on me for a bit.''

Kariah gasped, taken aback at being told `no', and fixed him a look that was so heart-wrenching that he actually felt bad.

``Oh, come now, I'm sure there's something I can do,'' he said, relenting.

Kariah squealed with glee, and he patted the space beside him. She sat down, and he leaned her back, then trailed his fingers down into her groin, playing with her clit, teasing her ass, and slipping into her pussy. She writhed and cooed under his ministrations, breathing heavily yet again.

``It's a good thing you've got two hands,'' Rialla said, lying down by Varn's other hand and giving him an expectant look.

``Everybody wants a piece of old Varn today,'' he said wistfully. ``It's such a hard life.''

``Mm, hard,'' Yashramid murmured, eliciting a laugh.

``Such a potty mouth on you,'' Rialla said. ``I can think of something else for you to do with that mouth.''

She leaned forward and kissed her daughter, who sighed contentedly and kissed her back. The two made out while Varn's knot stayed lodged in Yashramid and his fingers teased his wife and Kariah. After a few moments, Yashramid broke the kiss with her mom and kissed her sister instead. For several minutes, she alternated back and forth between the two of them, and each of them climaxed at least once.

``Now, where is Viscar?'' Varn asked presently. ``I feel like I'm doing all the work here!''

``Ungh?'' Viscar said, sitting up abruptly. ``Oh, uh, I-I think I fell asleep,'' he said sheepishly.

``Come over here and help your old man,'' Varn said. ``I think this little bitch could use a cock in her ass, don't you?''

Viscar did a double-take, evidently having missed the whole dirty-talking exchange.

``Uh - ''

``Never mind,'' Rialla chuckled. ``Just go give your sister a dick up her butt.''

It was a little awkward getting into position, but he managed to straddle his father's cock and insert his own under his sister's tail. In the process, Varn had to stop fingering the others, and Rialla took it upon herself to give Yashramid something to do, sliding herself up under her daughter's face. As Viscar's knot swelled inside his sister's tight opening, Yashramid dove up under Rialla's tail, shocking and delighting her mother.

``My gosh, you do learn fast!'' Rialla panted, biting her lip and reaching down to play with her clit as her daughter tossed her salad. ``Augh!''

She came hard on Yashramid's face, who jerked in surprise and tugged on the twin knots in her holes, eliciting groans of approval from both males.

``I wanna do that!'' Kariah whined. ``You had your turn, so now it's my turn!'' she demanded.

``Let's not be a brat now, Kariah,'' Varn said. ``You'll get your chance once Viscar and I can pull out.''

That proved to take a bit longer than anyone expected. Viscar's nap had revitalized him, and waking up to the orgy still in full swing had set his libido on fire. It was a good fifteen minutes before his knot finally went down enough to pull out, by which time his parents had already switched daughters, appeasing Kariah while they waited for him.

``I'm coming, I'm coming,'' he said at last, staggering over to them.

``Tell us something we don't know, Son!'' Rialla laughed. ``You've been coming forever!''

``Me, too,'' Kariah murmured woozily from between her mother's legs.

Viscar got into position and slipped inside his sister, where he was shocked at how much tighter she seemed to be, as if the relatively small difference in her size compared to Yashramid had resulted in a much bigger difference in the size of her tail hole. Surprised, he gasped and tried to pull back, but he was already trapped.

``Ungh,'' he whined. ``I wasn't gonna tie with her...''

``And why not?'' Rialla asked indignantly. ``You tied Yashramid...''

``Yeah, exactly,'' Viscar murmured. ``Man, my balls feel like they're empty bags now!''

``We are all gonna be really sore tomorrow,'' Varn chuckled, conceding his son's point.

``Well, fuck it, that sounds like tomorrow's problem!'' Yashramid crowed, ``Now, somebody eat me!''

``Good grief, Yash! Haven't you had enough, yet?'' Viscar cried.

``I got this,'' Varn said, grinning. ``Just relax, Kariah.''

He took a deep breath and let it out, then tugged firmly back on his cock. Kariah climaxed as his knot spread her open incredibly wide, and in the ensuing contractions, she forced him out. He stumbled backwards, caught himself, and then went and took Rialla's place at Kariah's head. Lying on his side, he presented his cock to her, and she leaned forward eagerly, forcing herself unbidden to try to deep-throat him, gagging in the process.

``Oh, fuck,'' he gasped.

``Don't hurt yourself, Kariah,'' Rialla cautioned her. ``There's plenty of time to prac - ''

But before she could finish, her husband's prick abruptly disappeared into her daughter's mouth. Kariah looked up and grinned around her father's girth.

Yashramid, meanwhile, had lost no time lying down and thrusting her pussy into her father's face.

``Now, you eat it, you little bitch,'' she growled, pulling his face up into her crotch.

Kariah's body jerked in surprise as he began cumming down her throat.

``Somebody likes being bossed around,'' Yashramid gloated. ``I'll make note of that. Now eat your dinner, young man!''

Varn shuddered ecstatically and began eating her out like a starved urchin at a banquet. Yashramid's eyes went wide at the sudden ferocity and clutched his face.

``My gosh, Dad! Fuck, you can really eat a pussy!''

Varn couldn't answer with his mouth buried in her snatch, and even if he could have, it was then that Kariah lunged forward, dragging Viscar by the knot with her, and started trying to get her father's knot into her mouth, too.

``Don't be greedy, Kariah,'' Rialla admonished her, laughing.

But try as she might, the pup's mouth just wasn't quite big enough, and after nearly gagging herself at least a dozen times, she finally gave up.

Viscar, whose knot had been about to subside when she lurched forward, gritted his teeth and panted, willing himself to shrink and slip out, but Rialla had other ideas. Just as he was beginning to feel his erection subsiding, he suddenly felt his anus being probed and stretched. Whipping his head around, he saw no one there, but a glance at his mom immediately told him what was going on.

``Mom,'' he whined, ``My dick is so sore!''

``I'm not touching your dick,'' Rialla replied innocently but with a wicked grin. ``In fact, I'm not touching you at all! Any of you!''

All of a sudden, all four of them felt themselves being stimulated: Yashramid's ass, Kariah's vagina, and Varn's balls all felt the tingle, stroke, and tug of the matriarch's magic, who cackled maniacally at their reactions.

``Turnabout's fair play, Mom!'' Yashramid growled. Reaching forward, she grabbed her mom's legs and dragged her over within reach, then buried her nose once more in her mom's groin and reached up to pinch and tease her mom's nipples.

The magical sensations faltered then strengthened, only to falter again as mother and daughter vied for control over the other's orgasm.

At last, there was a chorus of howls as all five of them came at once, hard. The males' cocks spurted; the females doubled over, and then all at once, they all collapsed in a heap, panting, exhausted, and woozy.

Silence fell over the room, and the air, churned continuously for the last several hours, at last went still. The smell of sex permeated everything from the floor to the ceiling, but the panting wolves couldn't care less. For a long time, nobody spoke as each tried to catch his or her breath and regain his or her wits.

``Someday, I'm gonna swallow that knot!'' Kariah announced, breaking the silence and eliciting a round of laughter all around.

``Kariah, you are just too much,'' Varn laughed weakly. ``My gosh, that girl can take a cock.''

``And let's not forget Yashramid'' Rialla said, ``Who eats pussy and ass like a pro!''

``Or Viscar, the knottiest dog you ever saw!'' Varn chuckled.

``We've got some pretty good kids, don't you think?'' Rialla asked.

``Mm, the best!'' Varn exulted.

They continued bantering for a bit, but as they did so, Kariah suddenly felt that burning itch once more.

Really? Again?! she thought to herself, feeling a little overwhelmed. With her family all obviously exhausted and recovering, she was pretty sure they weren't going to be of much help. What was a horny 9-year-old to do, then?

She heard a noise outside: a snort and the four-beat patter of hooves. A smile crept over her face as she glanced towards the door.

``I dunno if I'm up for doing this every week!'' Viscar was protesting. ``I feel like I wanna sleep for a week after all this!''

``I say we should put it to a vote,'' Yashramid said. ``I know Kariah will back me up on this! Hey, wait, where is Kariah?''

*************

It was not uncommon for wild mustangs to visit the cabin: the lush grass and clear water drew them in like honey to flies, but never had Kariah seen one so close before. Stepping off the porch, she wandered towards the stallion, whose back was turned to her as he took a drink from the stream. Creeping quietly, she slowly closed the distance between them.

The wind shifted abruptly, and the stallion raised his head, his ears pricked and his head turning, wild-eyed, to look at her. Kariah froze.

``It - it's okay!'' she said hurriedly, putting her hands up. ``I promise I won't hurt you!''

The stallion stared her down and sniffed the air, his body tense and looking like he was going to dart away at any moment. But as his nostrils flared, his expression suddenly changed, looking a mixture of startled, bewildered, and surprised. He sniffed the air more deeply, his body language changing from anxious to curious as his upper lip curled upwards to pull the strange smells coming off the small wolf towards his pheromone-detecting gland.

All of a sudden, his posture changed entirely. He turned to face her head-on and seemed to rise up on his tiptoes, prancing and showing off as he trotted towards her. Caught off-guard, Kariah gasped and fell backwards, looking up as the stallion lowered his head to sniff her face, picking up on a trail of pheromones and following it down to her groin. His hot breath blew on her already superheated crotch, making her shudder in ecstasy.

Apparently the stallion enjoyed it just as much as she had because as she watched, his sheath elongated and then began to droop downwards. All of a sudden, his penis unfurled, falling towards the ground but suddenly hardening and swinging upward like a spear carried under his belly.

Kariah gasped. His cock was immense, nearly as long as her entire torso and bigger around than her arm. The same greedy feeling she'd experienced when she felt her father's cock tickling her tonsils suddenly seized her, and she reached forward automatically, grabbing the massive male meat and instinctively trying to put it in her mouth.

Alas, if her father's knot was too big, then this stallion's girth was far too big, and though he was surprisingly patient with her, she could not open her mouth wide enough to wrap her lips around his massive mushroom head. Frustrated and feeling desperate, she did the next best thing and started licking every square inch of the warm, rock-hard surface, pleasantly surprised at the variety of gamy and earthy tastes she experienced.

Her ministrations did not go unnoticed. The stallion began to dance and paw at the ground around her, and his cock bobbed and twitched in her arms with so much strength that when she wrapped both arms around it to hold it steady, it just lifted her off the ground.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, Kariah made a promise to herself that one day, she would take that stallion's cock for real, the way she had taken her father's and her brother's. But for now, she could see the same telltale signs on the stallion that she'd seen on her male relatives' faces when they were about to cum. That knowledge flooded her with desire, and she stroked, licked, and sucked what she could of the stallion's rod, even reaching up to lightly squeeze and fondle his shiny, black balls, perched daintily at the base of his cock.

The stallion came without warning. All of a sudden, his cock slapped his belly, yanking itself out of her hands. Before she could react, he took a half-step backward, and his cock pointed right at her face. Like a bolt from a crossbow, a massive, white ball of jizz erupted from his flared tip and splattered all over her at point-blank range, knocking her over backwards. Her whole body was instantly covered in cum, but the stallion had only just begun. Over the next several seconds, which seemed like days, he shot out ten more ropes of semen, each one wriggling through the air before compressing against her fur or his belly and exploding out in all directions, raining down on her.

It was all over in an instant, and Kariah gasped, breathlessly gaping and instinctively wiping the cum from her eyes. As she lowered her hand, she brought it to her nose and licked it automatically. Grinning from beneath a thick, painted-on layer of horse seed, she began methodically wiping her face, cupping her hand to bring mouthful after mouthful of the stuff to her muzzle and swallowing it with gusto.

Yet every mouthful seemed to make the burning in her groin stronger. She endured it for a few mouthfuls, but then, desperate, she put her cum-covered hand to her crotch and squeezed her vulva, trying to ease the burning. To her surprise, it seemed to work as the horse cum soothed her like a salve. Encouraged, she scooped another handful and deliberately brought it to her pussy, rubbing it against herself and pushing some of it up into her passage.

She climaxed instantly, doubling over under the horse, sated at last.

Startled, the horse stepped away from her and then trotted off, his cock swinging a few times between his legs before disappearing into his sheath. In an instant, he was gone, vanished out of sight.

``Thanks, Mister Horsey!'' Kariah called after him.

Giggling, she scooped two more handfuls of the stuff off her fur and brought one to her mouth, the other to her pussy.

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