Bringing the ladle to his snout, Randy lapped up a few tonguefuls of the steaming meat sauce. Needs more... oregano? Randy shrugged his shoulders, and from a metal tin added a couple more shakes of the fragrant green herb. As he stirred a little too hard a big splash of sauce flew out of the pot onto the electric stove with a sizzle. The ferret sighed. Just another thing he’ll have to clean up before mom and dad get home.

To be honest, Randy had no idea what he was doing. Squinting his green eyes, the teen ferret did his best to make sense of the recipe on his laptop screen. The extent of his cooking to this point had been the usual bowl of cereal or ramen (never together, of course), pasta being something he only got at restaurants. But he knew spaghetti and meat sauce wasn’t something he could fuck up so bad, right?

After straining the spaghetti noodles, he returned to the meat sauce, and gave it another taste. Not bad, really. Perfectly fine for what he had in mind tonight. And considering he didn’t burn down his family’s apartment in the process, he would probably chalk this one up as a “success.”

He turned off the heat and did one final check of the two pots on his stove, one containing the spaghetti and the other the sauce. Both he and his sister loved Italian food, and so what better way to celebrate Valentine’s Day with his favorite person than with a homemade dinner.

Randy laid out two sets of plates and silverware on the dining table. The kitchen smelled pretty good, making Randy happy he actually did something right culinary-wise. The scene was set, the food finished and the table laid out, and all that was missing was his twin sister. It was already 7:30, about the time they usually have dinner anyway.

He walked down the hallway, excited for what that night could have in store. Their parents were out for the rest of the day, on some romantic get-away at a local (cheap) hotel, not planning on returning until the following morning. The middle-aged ferrets left their twins alone for the evening, but not before their strict dad warning the two not to have any of those “raging” high school parties. A big party was the last thing on the boy ferret’s mind. Randy only wanted to do one thing that night, and that was spend it alone with his twin sister.

Randy paused at his sibling’s bedroom door, adjusting his t-shirt and cargo pants, more out of nervousness than to actually fix up his very casual attire. The teen ferret knew Derra would probably laugh at the cheesy candlelit dinner, but it had charm, right? A romantic gesture that would get them both in the mood for later that night...

Randy pushed open his sister’s door. Minutes ago he had heard her finish her shower and walk into her bedroom, and the damp, soapy air covered most of the smell of his cooking. Hopefully she would be receptive to his dinner plan.

“Hey sis,” Randy said, walking into her room. In front of the bed was Derra, near-naked, wearing nothing but a pair of black panties. She was standing topless in front of her mirror, brushing her brown head hair and pulling a pair of jeans out of her closet. She seemed surprised by her brother’s entrance, but in no way angry like almost every other sibling would be by a family member’s intrusion.

“Randy! Please knock next time,” she said, looking at her brother through the mirror with annoyance on her face that was obviously half-joking. She pulled the jeans up her slender legs, pushing her little fluffy tan tail out the loop in the back. Damn, did those jeans curve around her tight ass well...

“Oh, come on. It’s not like I haven’t seen your boobs a million times before,” he said, his eyes shamelessly bouncing between her butt and her bare chest. He folded his arms and leaned in the doorway, watching his sister get dressed. No matter how many times he’d seen it, her nude form always captivated him somehow. A gentle smile played across his face, and from watching his sister’s naked upper half he felt his member swell in arousal.

“Help me out?” Derra said, throwing bra straps over her arms, her beautiful, jiggly tannish-white breasts being hidden under two B cups. Broken from his trance, Randy walked to her back and began fastening up her bra. He was already pitching a tent in his pants, his bulge just an inch from his sister’s butt. There’s no way Derra didn’t notice, but Randy didn’t want to ruin the evening by putting moves on her too early. As the male ferret buttoned, Derra pulled a shirt off a hanger from her closet and said, “What’s up, Handsy-Randy? You just came here to watch me get dressed?”

The male ferret finished buttoning up her bra, his pink nose just close enough to pick up his sister’s scent. His twin smelled so good, her fur a little damp from a recent shower and shampooing, but also something else, something more... expensive. Perfume. As Derra threw on a shirt with a wide neck-hole that drooped over one of her shoulders, he looked at her sexy, more-revealing-than-usual clothing, and it dawned on him. She wasn’t just getting dressed, she was getting dressed to go out.

“You going somewhere?” Randy asked, a pit of disappointment growing inside him.

“Yeah, got a Finder date tonight, some guy who goes to the community college around here.”

Upon hearing that, Randy felt like he just got punched in his stomach. After a few seconds of stunned silence he said, “Finder? Really? Didn’t know you still used that app...”

“Yeah, it’s good for when I want to take a break from dating other furs at our high school. We’re probably gonna go to the Clavade Shopping Center food court.”

Randy’s disappoint became visible on his face. Oh, no. He took a few steps backwards to the door. Well fuck, his evening plans just changed.

Having finished dressing up, Derra turned around and put her paw on Randy’s shoulder, looking at her brother’s face. “Don’t worry, I’ll be safe. I never hook up with a guy on the first date.” She gave his shoulder a squeeze and made her way out the bedroom. “I’m gonna head out in a couple minutes here, and I’ll be back before 11.”

As Derra walked down the hallway Randy felt a tinge of anger. Not so much at his twin, but at himself. He knew his sister far, far better than anyone else on this planet, and when given a free evening how else would he expect her to spend it? She was an active, social girl, and Randy felt dumb banking on the hope that she would stick around long enough for him to surprise her with a random spaghetti dinner. Sometimes he felt so stupid...

The dinner! Randy followed his sister down the hallway into the kitchen, where she was looking at the two large pots on the stove. Knowing she was going out anyway, the boy ferret suddenly didn’t feel like explaining to his sister what he had originally planned that night.

“Smells good, Randy... What’d you cook?” Derra walked over the stove and curiously peered inside the pots.

“Um, spaghetti. I was just gonna eat some dinner and play some video games tonight.”

“You... sure cooked a lot of it.” Derra paused, slowly twisting one her bare feet into the ground, the pink paw pads on her toes making a small squeak against the cold kitchen linoleum.

“Yeah, well... y’know.” He couldn’t think of an excuse.

Derra then turned her attention to the dining table, which was complete with plates, cutlery, cups, napkins, even an unlit candle. No way of hiding that. Randy swallowed nervously.

Without looking at her brother, Derra after a beat said, “You made this all for me, didn’t you? For us?”

Even though she still had her eyes on the table, Randy nodded at his sister. “Yeah.”

“You wanted to give me a Valentine’s Day dinner.” She turned to look at Randy.

“Yeah.” Was she going to start laughing at him for such a cheesy, failed romantic gesture? “But! Y’know, I can just give the leftovers to mom and dad when they come back tomorrow.” Derra stepped in his direction, walking toward her brother. “No big deal, really. Just text me when you get to the Clavade Shopping Center tonight and I’ll—”

Randy’s eyes widened in surprise as his sister pressed her lips up against his. He tensed momentarily before immediately relaxing and closing his eyes. She tasted so good, her lips sweet and her mouth minty fresh from a recent mouthwash rinse. Derra pulled her twin brother closer and pressed her lips farther onto his, pushing her cool, minty tongue into his mouth for a brief second. Then she pulled off, and the two of them opened their eyes.

“You know, I think I’m going to stay home tonight,” Derra said, her voice low, just above a whisper.

Randy couldn’t help but smile. “Really?”

“Really. I’ll just tell my Finder guy something important came up.”

Fuck yeah! Randy thought to himself. His smile grew. “Why don’t you take a seat and I’ll serve you a plate of Randy’s special spaghetti, a home recipe that I, uh, just made up tonight.”

Derra blushed a little, bringing the palm of her paw up to her face. Her brother was such a dork. “Oh, god, what have I gotten myself into?”

Though nothing like their favorite Italian restaurant, their spaghetti dinner was nonetheless great. They ate and joked and had an overall good time. Derra remarked how her date looked like a douchebag anyway, and showed Randy his profile picture on her smartphone. It was a white wolf with his collar popped, wearing not only a pair of sunglasses on his snout in front of his eyes, but another pair on top of his head. Two pairs of sunglasses? Either the wolf’s picture was a complete joke, or, yeah, he was a douchebag.

“What do you think mom and dad are doing right now?” Randy asked, finishing the last of his meatball.

“Ugh, don’t wanna think about it. Sometimes I can’t believe those two had sex to make us.”

Derra wiped her mouth with her napkin, Randy doing the same. The ferret twins pushed their finished plates in, and gazed across the table in silence. They two locked eyes, the energy between them palpable. It was immediately obvious they were both thinking the same thing.

Derra stood and held out her paw to her still-sitting brother. “C’mon, bro. Let’s go to my room.” Randy was more than happy to oblige.

They made their way to the female ferret’s bedroom, the two siblings about to do something they had done no less than a hundred times before. Most might think it weird, or disgusting, or sinful, against nature or something else, and though the twins weren’t out in the open about their special familial relationship, neither of them could have cared less about other people’s opinion on the matter. Sharing each other’s bodies was a tradition they had regardless of the occasion or holiday, a way they proved how much they loved and valued one another.

Randy stood in his sister’s room in front of her bed, watching Derra close the door behind them. She turned back and walked up to her brother. Randy stood, waiting for her to kiss him again... and yelled in surprise when instead she gave him a hard shove backwards onto the bed.

The teen ferret craned his head upward. “Hey!”

“Oh, shhhhhhhhh.” On her hands and knees Derra crawled up the bed, up her brother’s body, until she was hovering over him, her face just half an inch away from his. The way she moved and looked at him was incredibly sexy, but, man, could she unpredictable sometimes.

“What do you say... we go a little rougher tonight?” Derra leaned in to suck on her sibling’s lower lip, just giving it the tiniest of nibbles here and there. Her breath poured into his mouth, smelling of spaghetti sauce, still with faint hints of the minty mouthwash.

Rougher? As his twin played around on the outside of his mouth, Randy did his best to choke out, “Um... S-sure. Okay.”

Derra leaned out and gave her brother a positively evil look. Randy nervously smiled, realizing he had just handed Derra complete control of the situation. His sister threw her hands on his shoulders, and with her paws gripped tight tugged his t-shirt upwards off his shoulders. As Derra yanked, Randy threw his arms over his head, the girl ferret tearing his shirt inside-out off his head and throwing it on the ground.

Starting at his Adam’s apple, Derra pecked kisses down her twin’s chest, occasionally nipping through his fur at his skin. She went past his belly button, to his waistline, where she unbuttoned and zipped down his pants. With her feet back on the floor, she yanked his cargo pants down his legs, just as rough as she did his shirt. Now in nothing but his dark green underwear, Randy looked up at his sister in wait for her to finish his undressing.

But she paused, examining her brother’s underwear, staring at his prominent bulge through the green cloth. The outline of his dick and balls was clear, and any second now they would be out in the open air, ready to played and fondled with by his curvy twin...

“I think I’ll leave those on for now,” Derra said, referring to the underwear. Slightly confused, but also aroused and interested, the boy ferret watched as his sister at the foot of the bed tore off her own clothing, taking a couple extra seconds on buttoning her bra, until she was completely naked.

The female ferret’s slender legs and arms, her curvy hips, her tits with their pink areolas and a dark band of fur running across her chest—the hormone-addled boy loved it. Like some sort of stalking predator Derra crawled back up her brother, one leg on each side of his body, upward until her bare waist was hovering just above his face.

“I never said thank you for dinner,” she said, gazing down at her prone brother.

“Um, you’re wel-”

“Here’s your dessert.” In the middle of his sentence she lowered her waist on his head and brought her pussy onto his snout. Again, it surprised Randy. He had eaten her out countless times before, but whatever it was Derra was feeling particularly dominative tonight... and, admittedly, he liked it.

Eyebrows raised in surprised, Randy halted for a second, more than happy to have his face smothered in his sister’s crotch. Then with his pink nose buried right at the top of her slit, Randy parted his jaws and stuck his tongue out, lapping along her vaginal folds. He always loved her taste, indescribable, almost like a lemon-ginger tea with a hint of salt.

Derra stared down, her eyes half closed, her face stern but playful.

“Oooh, yeah. That’s right, get in there...”

She tilted her head up and closed her eyes, letting out a couple grunts in pleasure. For a few minutes she rode his face, moving her hips and rubbing her wet pussy along his snout. She looked down at her brother, her face beaded with sweat, and raised her lower body off his face. Randy’s tongue fell out of his sister’s dripping pussy as she elevated herself upward. He licked his lips, wondering what she was going to do now.

“Here, I’m gonna go the other way.” She raised a knee up and over his face, bringing both her legs to one side of him before turning and switching the other knee over. Randy’s eyes widened in further arousal as now he was staring directly at his sister’s backside. Derra was kneeling on the bed over Randy, one knee on each side of him facing away, her ass just inches from his head.

Randy loved everything about his sister’s butt. How soft and round it was, the light-tan, almost off white colored fur, the fluffy mustelid tail that hung off from the base of her spine, right above the enticing crack.

“I’m gonna sit down,” she gave her butt a wiggle, “and I want you to get your tongue everywhere, okay?”

“Uh... uh-uh,” Randy choked out. Her body and actions could leave him speechless sometimes.

“And I mean everywhere.” She lowered back down on his head, her fuzzy, round cheeks pressed right against his face. Her entire backside seemed to envelope him, encompassing his whole vision. His small snout was shoved against her taint, right under her tailhole, his tongue in the perfect position to continue licking her cooch. She still smelled fresh from the shower, hints of her natural body scent mixing with lavender soap. Experienced with countless sexual encounters with her brother (and a few other guys), Derra knew how to take care of herself and properly prepare her body, that was for certain.

Randy stuck his tongue back out, continuing his cunnilingus on his sister. Once again the flavor of her pussy filled his mouth. The boy ferret hit the spots that he knew were the most sensitive, making circles and shapes with his tongue, trying to focus on the clit in this somewhat restricted position. Undulating her hips up and down his face, bouncing on his head at her leisure, Derra shivered and groaned.

“G-good... Good. And my ass too.”

Randy brought his tongue down her slit along her vaginal folds. He sloppily licked around her taint, coating the area between her pussy and tailhole with a layer of warm, wet saliva. Her grunts and cusses from up above proved she liked it. He made a couple swipes over the hole, teasing the ring a bit with the tip of his tongue, smacking his wet lips together between her cheeks. He got the top of the crack too, bringing his tongue as far up between the cheeks as he could, almost to the tail.

Both of them were in heaven. The boy’s face was as personal as could be with the female ferret’s privates, his hands resting on his sibling’s knees beside his head. Randy was swimming in it, living in it. He’d licked Derra’s ass once or twice before, but this was different. Here she was bouncing her rump right up on his face, her grunts and body movements encouraging him to not miss a single spot with his tongue. And both of them knew, he was doing pretty damn well.

It was all so hot and sexy, Randy’s dick was like a spring ready to burst through his green underwear. As his sister continued to grind her hips and rub her rear against his face, the boy ferret adjusted his own hips, bringing his lower body up in an attempt to get his sister’s attention. But she either didn’t notice or didn’t care, as she still hadn’t touched his own junk since they started. He’ll just have to take care of it himself for now. Randy migrated his left paw to his crotch, and through the cloth he rolled his foreskin, lightly fingering his cock while he ate out his sister’s ass and pussy with increasing intensity.

Slap.

In both surprise and pain Randy’s juice covered face recoiled for a second from underneath his twin. Derra had just slapped the paw on top of his groin, hard. He was just going to jerk off a little, what gives?

“Nuh-uh. You don’t get any attention until I cum. So keep eating... I’m close...”

Randy exhaled, sending his warm moist breath all over Derra’s quivering backside. So that’s how’s it going to be. He dove back in, his tongue going double time, making circles around her ring. Her pussy, her taint, her asshole and crack. He missed none of it with his tongue, vocalizing and making wet slapping noises with lips.

“Oh, fuck Randy, I’m almost... almost cumming.”

He didn’t know why, but Randy absolutely loved it when his sister said his name during sex. Derra’s backside was coated with her twin brother’s saliva, and as every second she got closer to cumming her grunts became more high-pitched and loud. She wasn’t bouncing her hips as hard, her movements were smaller and in quicker succession. And her behind was absolutely wet, her pussy dripping all down his snout, her cheeks and crack gathering more and more sweat. Randy lapped it all up.

She let out one last scream, Randy so glad that neither of their parents were home. His tongue was buried deep in her pussy when she came. The walls of her vagina clenched tight around his tongue, a sensation he had felt countless times on dick and fingers as well. Spit and pussy juice dribbled down the boy ferret’s chin, and he slid his tongue out. He swiped up her crack one last time, her tailhole rhythmically pulsating against his lips.

Derra spasmed for a bit more, riding the ecstasy her brother’s expert tongue had brought her. With the peak past, she lowered herself downward onto her sibling’s body. Lying on top of randy, she placed her face on his thigh, right next to his crotch. Randy’s dick was still pressed up against his underwear, and a dark spot was present on the green cloth where a bead of precum had soaked in. At the tail end of her orgasm and more than pleased by the job her brother had just done, Derra proceeded to lick at the bulge in his underwear.

Randy relaxed for a second, his sister’s backside still directly in front of his face, but no longer demanding the attention of his mouth. Derra licked away at the top of his underwear, tracing her tongue along the outline of his dick, even giving the cloth a little nibble with her front teeth. Though his underwear was in the way, it still felt good, his dick so sensitive and ready to be played with.

While he enjoyed the fellatio through his underwear Randy licked his lips of his sister’s juices. He brought his paws onto her lower back, lightly brushing his fingers through her sweaty fur. He pushed his thumbs up and down her asscheeks, groping her butt and tail with his paws. He admired her holes, ready to fuck her as soon as she was done with a little bit of foreplay.

After a minute or two of licking in this 69 position, Derra gave her brother’s balls a nice fondle through the cloth. It felt pretty good, and Randy let out an “Oh, yes...” to let his sister know he was ready to continue.

Suddenly, Randy felt the girl ferret give his ballsack a light tap through the saliva-covered underwear. Randy gasped. It really wasn’t painful, but just firm and unexpected enough to be surprising. His nuts didn’t hurt, but a hit any harder might have given him that latent gut-churning feeling.

“Ah! Hey, careful sis.”

“I’m just playing. How about we take these off, now?” Before Randy could answer Derra was already ripping the boy’s underwear down his body, the ferret girl moving down the bed as she tore the piece of clothing off her brother’s lanky legs.

Standing at the foot of the bed now, with one last tug Derra pulled the green underpants off the boy ferret’s fuzzy feet. Now he was naked like his twin, and ready to fuck. With his arms backwards on the bed he pushed himself upward, looking at his sister with a horny smile.

“Wait right there,” Derra said, and walked over to her dresser. Randy absentmindedly fingered his rock-hard cock as he watched his clothesless sister bend over. She pulled open the bottommost drawer, the objects within clattering as she dug her paws through. Finally, she found it. She came back to the bed holding a small bottle. It took Randy a second, but he recognized it.

“Is that...”

“Yup, lube.”

Not just any lube. Anal lube, as he specifically read on the label. Oh, so it was going one of those nights.

Derra crawled back up on the bed. She uncapped the bottle and turned it upside down over her brother’s crotch. The fluid hit the teen’s cock, cold and slippery on his skin. Then with both her hands Derra coated her sibling’s member with the lube, her paws gripping and squeezing the half foot long cock.

Finally, his dick was getting the attention it deserved. “So if I eat your ass, I get to fuck it?” Randy said coyly.

“At least for tonight.”

With the penis all lubed up, Derra threw a leg on the other side of her prone brother, her waste hovering above his groin. She lowered down, the dick sinking in between her sweaty, saliva-coated cheeks. With one paw underneath guiding the slippery dick, she continued downward until the cock’s head was pressed up against her tight ring. She sunk a little farther downward, putting pressure on his cock, but her hole was still closed a little too tight to take it in. Derra inhaled and exhaled once, twice, then pressed down once more, this time the member successfully going in.

This wasn’t the first time Derra had taken something up her butt, but it was a first for Randy anally penetrating his sister. During their sexual escapades they have used toys and dildos in her ass, sometimes surprisingly big ones, always with the lube of course, but Randy had never buttfucked her himself.

And was she tight. Here she was, sliding up and down her brother’s dick like she had done so many times before, but her ass just felt different from her vagina. On these first couple penetrations she was going very slow, bringing her hips up and then back down until she was sitting on her brother, her face locked in concentration as she adjusted.

“Oh, oh god Randy. Okay, let’s go a little faster.”

He could feel her ring loosen a little, Derra appearing to be more comfortable as she built up speed. Randy spread his legs and bent his knees upward, his pink paw pads flat on the bed sheets. It took a couple minutes and a pause or two to adjust, but she was finally going at it, bringing Randy’s sensitive cock in between her cheeks, in and out of her tight hole. A little painful at first, but now she was definitely starting to enjoy it.

As the girl ferret rode her brother, Randy took in liberal eyefuls of his sibling’s bouncing body. She had her paws on Randy’s knees at her side, using her brother’s legs for leverage as she gained speed. Her tits jiggled in front of his face, her wet and parted pussy something to keep his eyes on while she plunged his dick into her innards. He would have to have a go with that later tonight... after washing his cock, of course.

Derra ran her fingertips over her body, squeezing her breasts and tweaking her pink nipples for a minute. Then she continued her paws downward, rubbing her clit, fingering her dripping pussy. This was one benefit for fucking her butt (other than it being as tight as sin), Derra could easily masturbate, and Randy could watch!

Randy was putting his hands wherever he wanted on her body, groping her tits, rubbing her pussy, even giving her clit a very small flick. As he groped, she placed her right paw on his face, the one she had been using to finger herself. Randy sucked her fingers, taking in yet more of her pussy juices. Derra groaned, taking the paw out of his mouth and bringing her head closer to his, leaning in for a kiss.

The two embraced, pressing their faces and lips together, the girl ferret not letting up on her brother’s cock. With their mouths locked together they twirled tongues and swapped spit, Derra undoubtedly tasting her own pussy juices that were still present in Randy’s mouth. Not like either of them cared. In previous sexual situations, Randy was perfectly fine making out with her after she sucked him off, more than a few times maybe accidentally doing what most would consider to be “snowballing.”

The girl ferret brought herself in closer, her hips bouncing just as fast as when they had normal vaginal sex. Derra was still kissing her brother, licking and sucking his fuzzy neck. Randy was hugging her tight, his arms wrapped around her lower back, right above her tail. All of this was so hot, ass so tight and warm, he could feel a familiar sensation rising from his loins.

Derra was grunting, sucking and nibbling the boy’s neck as now Randy was humping his hips a bit along with his sister’s bounces. His dick slid in and out of her ass, the ring tighter than anything else he had experienced. It was incredible, and he was being jettisoned toward orgasming. Both of them groaned, the twins’ bodies so close and rubbing together that their sweat and body heat was indistinguishable.

“Shit... it’s—ah, it—”

Derra was sucking at his neck, painfully hard. Randy was quickly approaching his orgasm now, the dull pain on his neck mixing with the pleasure. The boy mustelid hugged his sister in tighter as her ass became too much to bear. Her butt slammed into his hips, his sweaty ballsack underneath slapping harder and harder. He gave her ass one last firm grope and raked his fingernails over her lower back, around her tail.

“F-f-fuck!” Randy screamed as he came inside her. He bucked his hips, and squirted his seed up, all over her colonic walls. In utter ecstasy he clawed at the small of her back, his fingernails digging into her fur, scratching hard at her skin. Hips tensed, his cock balls deep in her rectum, he kept shooting into his sister’s ass, filling her insides with his hot jizz. Her lips still sucking at the boy’s neck, Derra groaned in pleasure, her ass feeling more and more full of her brother’s seed by the second.

Randy’s climax lasted long, his mind empty of anything but pleasure. Buried in her ass, his throbbing cock spat out a few last loads of hot cum. Randy opened his eyes, panting and still hugging Derra, and looked down his sister’s sweaty back. Where he clawed, he could see her skin was very red, eight obvious clawmarks on both sides of her tail. As his senses came back to him he could even see a couple little droplets of blood in the fur.

Both of them stopped moving. Derra pulled herself upward, her ass filled with her brother’s cum and cock. She rested her sweaty forehead on her brother’s and stared into his green eyes. There was no one else in the world that Randy could see himself doing things like this with. Despite the fact that she was his twin sister. Or maybe because of it, Randy didn’t know. Or cared. There was something about her that drove him absolutely mad, that no matter how much she annoyed him or how often they fought, he knew deep down that he needed her now and always in his life.

Randy opened his mouth, but Derra, her eyes still locked with his, threw a finger over her brother’s lips, immediately silencing him.

“I know what you’re about to say. I love you too, you dweeb.”

Randy smiled, and with one last kiss Derra started to remove her brother’s softening cock from inside her. They were both slow and careful as to not hurt her weakened anus or spill too much cum out. Once done, Derra flopped on the bed next to her brother, relaxing on the bedsheets covered with both their fluids. Wow, what a fuck. Randy realized from when they first arrived in Derra’s room half an hour ago or so, he had not moved his spot on her mattress, Derra taking control and doing just about everything to him.

Derra sighed. “So what do ya wanna do for the rest of the night?”

“I dunno...” Randy pondered for a few seconds. A dank scent hit his nose, and he immediately recognized it was his own. He hadn’t showered since the day before, and especially after their sweaty fucking session he was feeling a little bit too ripe for his liking.

“I’m gonna take a bath.” Randy thought for a second. “A bubble bath. You wanna join?”

“We can’t fit in our bathtub.”

“Not ours. Mom and dad’s bath is bigger. And they won’t be home until tomorrow.”

Derra was quiet for a second. “We haven’t taken a bubble bath together in, like, eight years.”

“Yeah... back when we only took baths together. I was so glad mom was obsessed with saving water.”

“And dad, saving money.”

“One of the last baths we took, that was first time we explored each other’s bodies. Like, really explored.”

“Hmmm. Your dick was so much smaller.”

Randy leaned to his side, and locked eyes with Derra. “And you had no boobs.” He lightly, gingerly brushed a finger over her breasts. “Maybe if we tell mom it’s because we wanna save water we could start bathing together again.” It was a joke of course, both of them knew it, but it didn’t stop Randy from giving ideas like these a more serious think at times.

Derra gently smiled, casting her eyes downward. “We’re pretty fucked up, aren’t we, Randy.”

Randy brought his paw to his sister’s face, lightly brushing her cheek. Sometimes they had conversations like this. Randy knew it was important, and at some point this absurd relationship that these two passionate ferrets had with one another needed to be defined, for the sake of both their sanity. But not tonight. Tonight was special, and Randy didn’t want anything to ruin it.

Randy continued to tickle his sister, playing with her hair, slowly twirling it. “I don’t give a fuck,” he said sincerely.

Derra sighed. “Yeah...” Her eyes returned to Randy’s face, the young twins’ identical green eyes locked with one another’s. “Yeah. I guess I don’t really either.”