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For a family to break down and dip their toes into the waters of corruption was actually not such an uncommon thing. Growing youth had a tendency to experiment with their sexuality, and it was rare that a parent made it all the way through raising their children without having to answer a few questions about the act.

If it were up to Tom and Bianca, the act would have stopped ages ago, and of course, Bianca was still yearning to be back in her old, male body, but the pair of incestuous, vulpine siblings were struggling to balance the powerful lust that magic imbued upon them, and the embarrassment of being caught in such an act, first by their own father, and then, by their sister only hours later.

I wish we'd never smashed those stupid pumpkins, Tom couldn't stop the thought from ringing in his mind, over and over again, but it didn't change the fact that they'd sealed their own fates when they decided to vandalize the belongings of a witch. Two days into the transformation, Tom was already forgetting what it felt like to be in a human body, and worse still, there was a good chance that he'd knocked up his younger brother, although, Bianca was now his younger sister.

Their older sister, Janet, made the mistake of deciding to embrace her good nature, and check on her estranged father that afternoon. She was barely a step in the door when the witch transformed her, as well, and though she was trapped inside the house with the rest of her transformed family, now, she was still too riddled with panic to react to what she'd seen, and...she wasn't a female anymore, either.

It seemed that the witch wasn't content just to force the entire family into a massive act of incestuous delights, but other than Tom, she was more than happy to force them to try being in a different body for the day, both of species, and of sexual organs.

"What's the matter, dearie? You don't have a stomach for sweets? I was sure that you had a sweet tooth when I saw you entering the room," the witch suggested. She'd taken a moment to appreciate how beautiful Janet was as a human, and even felt a hint of regret at undoing such innocent beauty, but now, Janet would have to pay for the sins of her father, even if she wasn't going to be on the receiving end of anything.

She wasn't Janet anymore, either, and the witch was still trying to come up with a proper name for the feral coyote, as it crept closer to the edges of her tattered robes.

"That's it. Come a little bit closer and have a taste," the witch offered, still holding the lollipop that she'd run through the spread, dripping folds of Regina's slit. Janet never knew her father by that time, and though she retained some of her human intelligence in the body of a coyote, she was still having trouble grasping the concept that her father was actually a female cougar, and at that, one who was in such a terrible state of sexual need. "I think I'll call you Jester, my little coyote...since your kind are always such tricksters."

Given a new name and a new identity, Jester crept closer to his father, and the piece of glistening candy that was sitting right against the folds of his father's cunt. Human emotion and reason tried to keep the upper-hand over instinct and dark magic, but the witch was holding all of the cards, and the more of her own energy she forced into the spell, the faster that Jester closed the gap, until the coyote was burying his nose right into the crotch of the sprawled, waiting cougar.

Just to the side, Tom and Bianca watched, each one wishing that their former sister would have been the one among them who was strong enough to resist the evil influence.

A long, slow slurp of a flat, canine tongue over pouted labia sealed their fate, and the fox siblings knew that the orgy would continue, even as their lungs panted with exhaustion, and their bodies trembled with the same.

"That's the way, Jester. Get in nice and deep...and taste what your brother has, before you!" The witch was simply taunting Jester at that point, and the mercy that she offered before was clearly forgotten as she watched with glee, happy to see how quickly the coyote was taking to the flavor of the needy cougar. Regina's legs began to twitch anew as the tongue brushed all the way up along the folds of the feline, before it trailed back down, still controlled by a heavy influence of dark magic.

With each pass of the tongue, however, the witch lowered her control of the transformed coyote, hoping that Jester would get into the act on his own, and judging by the tiny, pink tip of flesh that was growing from between his legs, it seemed that animal instincts were winning out over human, societal norms.

I have no idea what dad did to get himself into this mess...actually, it was probably my stupid brothers, Jester was having the last of his free thoughts, knowing that the need to mate with a heated female would soon drown out what was left of the voice of reason. I don't understand any of this. I literally just walked in the door, and now I'm a coyote with a fucking boner...how is any of this possible?

Wondering about the problems wasn't making them go away anytime soon, and even as Jester questioned how he'd come into existence, his tongue began pressing inward, moving from a gentle, smooth sweeping motion to a stabbing thrust, slipping right past the messy lollipop to get a deeper taste of the feline's womanhood. Purring with delight at something she never should have enjoyed, Regina quivered with delight as her own daughter, now turned son, continued burrowing deeper and deeper with his tongue, moving far beyond the point of a casual grooming.

Slick, moist folds parted easily for the invading tongue, and though they knew it shouldn't have been such an arousing sight, the moment was clearly getting to Tom and Bianca, who thought that they might have been safe to simply stand by and watch the new display.

Such a thought process was foolish, at best, and the witch made it clear that she wasn't done toying with them, either, as she gestured an open palm in their direction. "The lot of you will soon turn back to humanoid forms, thanks to the lack of a human presence, other than my own...so get your fluffy little asses over here. There's something I've been wanting to see, ever since your sister walked in on our little party!"

Jester wasn't aware of the curse that was put on his brothers, and didn't know that his presence was part of the reason that they were currently in feral bodies, instead of the intricate blend of human and animal that they'd been in the dungeon, before. He also didn't know, though he was quickly becoming aware of the fact that his father's juices were afflicted by the magic, as well, and with each deep, digging press of the tongue, Jester could feel more and more of his feral, canine member sneaking free from a hanging sheath, almost in perfect time with Tom's, as the fox crept over to the display.

The four animals were gathering in a lump of lustful flesh, and the witch took a tiny step back as she watched with her own sadistic glee, knowing that she'd be able to get comfortable and truly enjoy herself to the display that was about to unfold.

We can't do this. We have to resist! Tom was thinking to himself, and though his sister was now in a male body, he could see Jester glaring at him with eyes that captured the human annoyance that Jester still felt, and yet, the animal lust that none of them could control any longer.

Even Tom, himself, was powerless to fight against the growing, dripping length of his member as it guided his actions. Seeing just how occupied Regina's cunt was, he marched forward and straddled his hips over the face of his own transformed father and began pumping his hips, poking and prodding at Regina's short, stout muzzle with a desperate need that would only be satisfied by another climax.

Bianca, in her turn, couldn't imagine having another release, as her body was still quaking, and almost sore from the rigorous sexual regimen it had been exposed to, but dark magic was more than a feral vixen could possibly hope to combat, and though there were no free cocks for her to settle herself upon, she couldn't keep from walking in front of her brother and lifting her tail, allowing the excess, spilling cum from before to spill down over the abused flesh of her labia, creating a rather enticing sight for her brother to enjoy, and leaving him a creampie that he wouldn't be able to pass up.

A brush of the tongue was all it took to bring Bianca into the fray, and her legs turned to jelly as Tom began rapidly flickering his tongue across her folds, trying to collect all of the dripping cream, even as his hips bucked at the face of Regina, who shuddered with delight at the warm, skillful muscle of her transformed daughter.

Just tasting Regina never would have been enough for Jester now that he was under the spell, however, and a mere tongue bath would never have been enough to get Regina where she needed to go, either. Sensing the mutual need, Jester stood upright and licked all of the slick, sweet juices from the end of his muzzle and stepped forth, trying to align his hips at just the right angle to penetrate the sprawled cougar.

Even if he wasn't my father, this would be so fucking awkward, Jester thought, finding he was having terrible trouble using a set of organs that he'd literally just been blessed with. His cock bounced gently with each pump of blood through his body, and the flesh itself nearly buzzed with anticipation as he tried thrusting forth. Damn it, just get in there!

Regina narrowed her own eyes, and likely would have made a grunt of frustration, if not for the mawful of vulpine cock that she was struggling with. She was riddled with need, and knew that the only form of relief would come from a deep, rough penetration, but each time, she felt Jester prodding at the inside of her thigh, poking her in the tummy, and even brushing the tip of his cock against the nub of her clit...but he just couldn't seem to find the target.

Thanks to the erratic nature, when the length of the coyote finally did impale the waiting cougar, the pleasure wasn't just delightful; it was profoundly satisfying, like the relief of a sneeze that finally escaped from one's nose.

After your mother left me, I thought about this...thought about you a lot, Janet. I couldn't possibly tell you...knew you wouldn't understand, Regina admitted to herself, trapped within her own thoughts. I would have fucked my own daughter...but I never would have thought it'd happen like this!

Truly, as a human, Regina was a despicable person, and perhaps, the twisted display of incestuous affection was a better punishment than she deserved, but the witch was more concerned with her own means, and her cunt was simply drooling with feminine juices as she rubbed her fingertips against it, working the moisture into the sensitive, velvety flesh of her labia. "Two cocks at the same time? Regina, you dirty little slut! I never would have thought you to be so depraved, but I'm certainly not complaining...fuck her deep, boys! Pound her right into the floor!"

Wrong as it might have been, there was no slowing the hips of Tom and Jester, who continued pounding forth with inhuman speed and lustful vigor. Regina bounced against the dirty, messy floor of the kitchen and rumbled around her mouthful of vulpine rod, all while the coyote that was once her daughter began to get some traction. Choppy, poorly placed thrusts were beginning to hit the mark, and with each pass, another inch was finding a way inside of the cougar, until Jester was going all the way to the end of his sheath on each thrust, and his small, fur-covered sack began to bounce against Regina's rump, providing the cougar with a delight that she didn't rightly deserve.

I hope they've got some energy left for me, Bianca thought, and though she knew it was a twisted train to be riding, she would stick with it until it fell off of the rails, anymore. She'd made her bed, and there didn't seem to be any way to break free from the curse of the witch, regardless of what ridiculous methods she told them would work.

In her moment, Bianca wasn't thinking about the massive number of litters she had to produce to break the curse, or the fact that she'd fucked her own brother without thinking of the consequences. She was only thinking about how great it might feel to try bedding a coyote instead of another fox, and how wonderfully smooth her brother's tongue felt as it worked the last of the free, excess cum from her spread, well-fucked snatch.

Such a kinky act would have been beyond the reaches of Tom when he was a human, and even in his first night as a fox, the idea of slurping his own cum from the sex of another wasn't something he could have imagined doing, but the way his father's muzzle wrapped around his cock made him forget about just how twisted the act was.

It's actually kinda sweet...little too salty, though, he mentally commented on his own seed, as it spilled down the underside of his muzzle and over his chin, blending in with the white underbelly that was common of a red fox. Hopefully Bianca finds it to her liking, because I have a feeling that she's gonna be drinking a lot more of it soon.

It wasn't Tom's seed, but Jester's that Bianca would have to get used to. The rest of the group was nearing a climax, but the oral play simply wasn't enough for Bianca to reach her release; it was only enough to ignite the fires of need within her loins once more, and leave her haunches trembling right in Tom's face, as if to try and entice him to give up on Regina's muzzle, and go for something better.

Even if her message was strong, and riddled with the scent of her sex, it was too late for Tom to do anything about it. The bulb of his knot was making an appearance for the fifth time in the last few days, and being a larger species, Regina found it fairly easy to accept the wide, fleshy bulb into her maw. Continuing to rumble with an almost feral delight, she sealed her muzzle around the length the best that she could as she felt warmth spilling over her tongue and pouring into her throat, and while she was impressed by the amount of volume that Tom could muster after being drained so many times so recently, it was only a mild distraction from what she really cared about.

Jester's cock was beginning to pulse and throb rapidly inside of the heated cougar, and very quickly, the feline discovered that her sex wasn't made to handle the cock of a canine the same way that her muzzle was. The tapered tip of Jester's member was pleasant inside, and the inches of warm, pulsating shaft that followed had the cougar teetering on the edge of a release, but when the coyote reached his own orgasm first, and the bulb of his knot began pressing forth, Regina squealed around her mouthful and sharp, feline eyes flew wide open with the shock of the sensation.

"Just relax," the witch cautioned, as her fingers began dipping into her own sex. She couldn't even hope to keep from masturbating as she watched, given her lewd, twisted nature. "It's m-much easier if you relax...the knot w-will slide right in..."

Regina was left to wonder if the witch was speaking from experience, but the distraction allowed the cougar to ease her mind, and her wide, panicked eyes were able to take in the sight of Jester pounding his hips with a few more rapid, powerful thrusts, until the knot sunk inside with a wet, naughty schlip.

In the wake of the divorce, Regina and Jester were hardly family members, anymore, and the former was worried that she would lose the latter forever.

Now, thanks to the terrible, dark magic of a perverted witch, the pair were closer than they'd ever been in their lives, and perhaps, closer than they ever should have been.

Experiencing his first orgasm in a male body, Jester tensed up and began digging his claws into the floor, trying to find something to grip onto as every nerve ending in his body burned with ecstasy. Intense...so fucking intense! Damn! Is this what it feels like every time a guy gets off? she wondered, holding tight against her transformed father and letting out quiet, panting squeaks of delight as cum pumped straight from the tip of his cock and into the vaginal passage of the cougar. The lucky, overflowing seed began to spread into Regina's womb, and Jester could feel his length swimming in the mess of its own yield as they stayed locked together, completing an incestuous union that was even more twisted than the average.

Seed was spilling out from the tiny, invisible seams of Regina's cunt, as Jester tried to settle into place with his knot. A little excess was sure to flow anytime that a canine achieved their release, and the lucky coyote was still trembling upon his own father as Tom began to pull free up top, allowing the mess that Regina couldn't swallow to spill down over her jowls, on the way to dripping down her neck. She was already a mess of different fluids, and the problem was sure to get worse before it got better; especially if the witch had anything to say about it, and no doubt, she'd have plenty left to say.

"You whined like such a little bitch, but that really wasn't so bad, now, was it?" she asked, as she continued to lean against the counter in the mess of a kitchen that Regina kept. "I'd go so far as to say that you enjoyed yourself a little bit too much, Regina! I don't think you can even move!"

Weak, trembling thighs and a tired body were keeping Regina on the floor, and even if she felt up to testing the theory, she didn't want to move. Her inner walls were still fluttering around the delicious knot of her coyote child, and the very ends of the pads upon her paws were clenching at the air as she stayed flat on her back, acting as little more than a place for her children to rest their sexual organs.

"Well, if you're just going to lay there, perhaps the boys should change places, hm?"

It wasn't until then that Regina began to take the witch seriously again, much to his own dismay. "I think I've had enough!" was the thought she meant to bark out, but instead, it passed right through her muzzle, rather than the whining meowl that she expected. "...Wait..."

"There's no other humans around," the witch reminded her. "That part of the curse has gone away, now that you've all had a climax...except for poor Bianca, of course, but I'm sure one of you boys is up to the task."

Jester didn't even wait for the order to be given. Drunk on the powerfully arousing juices of his other father's cunt, he darted forward, even as his body began elongating in the process. He stayed on all fours regardless, but his feral body continued to grow up and out, until his front legs were growing back into the shape of arms, and his hind legs took on a distinctly human shape, save for the footpaws upon the ends.

He didn't know that the original state of the spell was only to be turned into anthropomorphized creatures, and in the back of his mind, he grew disgusted with his siblings for making the first move in such a state, while readying himself to do something even worse.

"You two idiots...what did you do to cause all of this?" he asked, and even as he did, he straddled over the top of Bianca, pushing his smaller brother out of the way. Tom was slowly beginning to change back into his own larger, more humanoid state, and Regina, in time, but the focus of the coyote was the small, feral vixen in front of him, and the idea of just how hot Bianca would look wrapped around a cock that would be far too large for her to handle, when the change was complete.

A delightful blend between the length and girth of a human, and the tapered tip and knot of a coyote, Bianca knew that she wouldn't be able to take everything that Jester had to offer, but her inner muscles were already plenty stretched from the treatment Tom had given her, and her eyes were much bigger than her stomach, as far as her sexual appetite was concerned.

Her tail stuck right up and her legs spread as the larger creature knelt over her and began lining up his hips, guiding the very tip of his impressively large cock to the small, eager entrance.

"We...might have smashed some of her pumpkins," Tom admitted, and though it was an odd conversation to have while his former sister was getting ready to fuck his former brother, he was only making things weirder himself, as he acted just as the dark magic would have instructed him... without the instructions. As human length and girth returned to his manhood, he crawled over the waiting body of his transformed father and watched her panting in place, as full, supple breasts came to form on her chest once more, dotted with a pair of stiff, perky nipples. "So now we're cursed to fuck each other for eternity...or something."

Jester was growling with inhuman frustration at the stupidity of his siblings, but the sound curbed as the very tip of his cock spread Bianca apart. "You two are such idiots..." he groaned, the words dripping with delight as the vixen winced in mild pain. She struggled against the thick, filling girth, but she held fast, feeling a deep, sensual satisfaction that could only be brought by such a massive penetration.

Her claws began scraping at the kitchen floor as Jester slowly pushed inch after inch of coyote flesh into her snatch, filling it with such a wide cock that she was given a new definition of what it meant to be "stretched."

"Tom, y-you...you're not really gonna fuck me like this, now that you're self-aware again?" Regina asked, shaking against the floor with a sense of nerves as she looked down between her legs, able to see the growth of her son's cock, still dripping with some of the excess seed that it left in her muzzle only moments before. "We were wild animals before! We didn't know what we were doing!"

Everyone in the room knew that it was a lie, and in all likelihood, Regina was the one most willing to give herself up to the fate that the witch damned them to. Tom was simply going with the flow, and, given how strained his relationship with his father was when they were humans, he truly felt as though he was gazing upon someone that he didn't know. A seamless blend between a cougar and a human female, equipped with all of the most enticing parts of the female anatomy, Tom didn't see any point to resisting the urges of the magic any longer, or the cries of his body to add his own cum to the mix that was already floating around in Regina's womb.

Can't let Jester beat me out, after all, he thought. He's only been a dude for an hour! I've gotta show him how it's done!

"You wanted your kids to fuck you when you were feral, and now that you can talk, all you're doing is trying to hide that desire behind flowery words," Tom pointed out, as he knelt down between Regina's legs and readied himself once again, gripping the base of his cock and lining it up with her snatch, even as cum oozed from the pouted folds and pooled upon the kitchen floor. "Might as well nut up or shut up, 'Mom.'"

The witch was keeping the entire family in an echo chamber, where they could only bounce between thoughts of how wrong their actions were, and then, thoughts of how enticing the whole scenario was. She was hardly even using her magic to manipulate the family members anymore, allowing her to focus on how wonderful it felt to rub the smooth, silky fabric of her robes against her clit as she watched, wanting to see how Tom's approach on Regina would compare to Jester's.

Clearly, Tom didn't feel that Regina needed any sort of a warm up to get back in the mood. He moved in close on his own flesh and blood and slammed the very tip of his cock right in, coating it in the seed of his own transformed sister, but he didn't stop there. Regina gasped and threw her head back as the eager fox pushed his hips forward, pushing inch after inch of hybrid flesh into her welcoming walls, until he was nearing the very base of his sheath with relative ease.

Jester wasn't having the same luck with ease, but his pleasure was that much greater as he slowly and delicately pumped his hips against Bianca, knowing that his comparatively massive cock might actually hurt the feral vixen, if he wasn't careful. Her juices were plentiful, leaving his member glistening in the low lights of the dingy kitchen each time that it pulled free, but warmth and slick, feminine arousal would only allow the coyote to do so much, as he could feel her cervix denying him any further entry.

"Gotta t-take it a little easier on y-you," he muttered through a series of low, desperate gasps. "I used to have one of those...d-doesn't feel so nice to g-get punched in it," he admitted, and Bianca, unable to speak, could only nod her agreement as she shook and trembled in place, feeling a pleasure greater than any Tom had given her in the days before.

The floor was turning into a veritable pond of sexual fluids as the orgy carried on, and though it was a pathetic attempt at an apology, Regina leaned up and began slurping at the underside of Jester's sack, working her tongue over the tense, swollen orbs that rested between his thighs, even as Tom leaned forward and began suckling upon her breasts, slurping his tongue along the sensitive nipples before giving each one a tiny, playful nip.

The witch had grand plans for how the afternoon would turn out, but this was already far beyond anything even her wildest dreams could have come up with, and as she felt her sex quivering with delight, moving closer and closer to the familiar climax that she so desperately needed, she only wished that there was a free cock for her to sit on.

The heel of her wrist, rubbing in a rapid, vigorous circle against her covered clit, would have to suffice as a substitute, and though warm, plentiful streaks of female ejaculate began squirting against the cover of her robe, she felt a certain emptiness in the pit of her orgasm, that she could only sit on the sidelines and watch such a passionate family at play.

Other people need to see this, she thought, realizing just how enticing it was for her. She couldn't remember the last time she was able to get off just by virtue of the thing that she was watching, and though she had a cruel, terrible plan in mind, she didn't think that the family would have much of a problem with it, once she went through with it.

As the last of her juices spilled down between her thighs, and her orgasm faded away with the last of her grunting, lip-bitten moans, the witch lifted her palms once more, and the same tendrils of dark magic that paralyzed the boys once before began wrapping around the entire family, in a spell that would be exhausting, to say the least.

**

Even with the dawn of the internet, and the ability to see just about whatever you wanted to see at the click of a button, people still found that some things were better to see in real life, and animals were no exception to that rule.

Thanks to such, local zoos were staying in business, and even the small, municipal zoos were able to stay open in times of economic hardship.

A witch wouldn't typically concern herself with the financial well-being of a city, given that she could easily create false money with her magical skills, but she wanted to make absolutely sure that others would be able to enjoy the family as she had, and she couldn't think of a place that they would fit in better than an exhibit.

Teleportation took a lot out of both the spell-caster and the target, and though they were still in the midst of a sexual act, Regina, Tom, Bianca and Jester all popped down in the middle of an otherwise empty exhibit, still stuck in their chain of penetration...but, in the presence of other humans, the rest of the curse took hold, and almost immediately, their anthropomorphic bodies began to shrink back down into the wild, feral animals that they were doomed to be.

"Mommy, mommy! Look! What are those ones doing over there?" a curious, young girl asked, as she and her mother patronized the zoo, taking a walk on what was otherwise a lovely, peaceful day.

The act in the cage was anything but peaceful, as a cougar was pinned on her back, being fucked silly by a fox, and another fox was being slammed down into the ground by the rapid, eager hips of a lustful coyote.

"Look away, dear!" the mother instructed her daughter, as she quickly shielded the eyes of the little girl. "They're...doing something that little kids don't need to see."

Though she'd never confess such to her daughter, that same mother felt the kind of excitement in her loins that Regina did when she watched her son and daughter make love, and the witch, standing just nearby, grinned as she picked up on that arousal, and perhaps, her next target...