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I'll never understand why my Uncle Ramsey asked me to babysit. I was only thirteen, and was still getting my own babysitter when my parents were away. But he wanted me, and my parents were trying to get us to be closer to our cousins for some family politics. Something about seating at the next family reunion. So babysit, I must.

I hated my cousins. Ramsey's twin daughters were eleven and wanted to play the stupidest things like 'house' or 'dolls'. They were super hyper and would run around and tackle me or worse when all I wanted was to be left alone. They wouldn't - and in fact, couldn't - play video games with me. Things might have been different if they took after Uncle Ramsey, but they were the spitting image of their mother: a four-legged wolf.

Ramsey had gotten a lot of flack for breaking the Cotter family tradition and marrying a feral. Aside from the number of legs, Mrs. Claire Cotter and the two girls weren't so different from the rest of the Cotter family. She even had the black fur that most of us had, which was more than I could say for Ramsey. My Uncle had always been the - ahem - black sheep of the family for his grey coat, which he'd passed on to the twins, Candy and Carly. Carly had even gone lighter, almost white.

I shouldn't really call them feral. That was a slur that bigots used (including some in the extended Cotter line) to refer to four-leggers. The real feral wolves lived in the forest and hunted deer and shat in the woods, they aged super-fast and they didn't talk and they certainly didn't wear clothes. I was always grateful that Aunt Claire wore a skirt, even if it looked a little funny, because the rest of the family didn't seem to have any modesty. They'd moved to a district of Newport that was bottomless optional, and my Aunt was the only one who took that option.

At first, I was too young to view Candy or Carly as any different than feral dogs, and their lack of clothes didn't bother me. Sure, they got Ramsey to put little trinkets in their fur, but otherwise they were totally in the fur. But I was_traumatized_ as a kid by Uncle Ramsey. He took full advantage of the bottomless district, just wearing long-sleeved shirts and leaving his privates out in the open for everyone to see. Visiting them when I was seven was the first time I'd seen another man's penis, and I still couldn't get it out of my mind, even though of course it was just his sheath.

Now, however, it was the twins that bothered me. By thirteen I knew everything about sex from school, and I'd even asked three girls out on a date. None of them had taken me up on it, but I'd asked, and that was more than my best friend Pie could say. So whenever I visited Uncle Ramsey and the girls, I couldn't help but notice their nudity. They wagged their tails incessantly, showing little glimpses of pink spade. It made me feel very awkward and I was glad that bottomless was _optional_because I don't know what I'd do if I had to spend my time there without any pants.

"Sorry, Pie, I've got to babysit my cousins," I groaned.

"Fuck, man, those little bitches?" the husky replied. "What a waste of a weekend, Rand."

"Believe me, I know. But Uncle Ramsey and Aunt Claire are going out to St. Casgill and need a sitter and my parents volunteered me."

Pie joked, "Who's driving?"

I rolled my eyes. "Ramsey, duh. Anyway, I have to suffer through their hyper bullshit all Saturday. At least I don't have to worry about them trying to put make-up on me like Dan's sisters."

Pie just shrugged. "If I were sitting, I'd just put 'em in the backyard on a leash."

"God, you're an asshole," I groaned, punching him in the arm.

He laughed. "If I were an ass would I give you the solution to your 'little girl' problem?"

"What - solution?" I cocked my head, ears perked up.

He held out his paw, and in it were two little white pills. They didn't have any name or logo etched on them. I flattened my ears. Pie just shook his head. "Don't stress, Rand, they're just relaxants. You'll knock those bitches loopy and they'll basically just sleep the whole time. Then you can do whatever you want all weekend."

"What are they?" I asked, pointedly, narrowing my eyes.

"I told you - relaxants. You just slip them in their water bowls and they won't be hyper tweenies in just minutes. I mean, they'll still be eleven. You get what I mean."

"Are they safe?" I asked dubiously.

The husky just shrugged. "Would I give them to you if I weren't sure?"

I shrugged, but I took the pills and pocketed them. I wasn't going to use them, but sometimes it paid off to just go along with Pie to shut him up.

When I arrive on Uncle Ramsey's doorstep, I took great care to avoid looking down. Sure enough, Mr. Cotter was bottomless, and I managed to dodge a bullet. "Hi, Uncle Ramsey, hi Aunt Claire," I said amicably. At least I was getting paid for this horrible weekend.

"We'll be back tomorrow morning, so you'll have to put the girls to bed at 10:00. You can sleep on the couch, and there's some casserole in the fridge for you and the twins."

"No problem, Uncle Ramsey."

Claire smiled up at me. It was still weird looking up and my Uncle and down at my Aunt. She was only about knee-high to me. She was dressed up in a green dress that even covered her belly and wrapped around her neck, with a red flower tucked behind her ear. Didn't look too bad, but I still don't know what Ramsey sees in her. I mean, she's still a four-legger. It's not that I'm a bigot, though, I'm just not attracted to girls like that.

They left in the car before I even got to greet the nightmare twins. They must dislike their kids as much as_I_ did, rushing out like they did. Sighing, I stepped into the house and closed the door. Like cats who'd heard the can opener, the twins zeroed in on me, clambering through the house until they slid eagerly into the kitchen, wagging. "Cousin Randy!" Candy announced, almost slipping on the linoleum. With four legs, she recovered quickly.

I went by Randy when I was eight, but I was a teenager now, and I wanted to be called Rand. There was no stopping the twins though. I'd fought that battle before and lost.

"Hi..." I said weakly, as the wolves bounded up to me.

Carly leapt excitedly, planting her feet on my chest suddenly. Yelping, I took a step back to brace myself. "Hey!"

Candy shoved her sister. "Bad, Carly. That's not polite."

Carly just wagged her tail. "It's Cousin Randy. He doesn't mind." As if to prove it, the white wolf jumped up again, and reflexively I caught her paws, holding her upright. "See?"

Grimly, I said, "It's good to see you, too." I stepped back and let go of her paws, dropping my cousin back to all-fours. "And you, Candy."

The grey wolf pup wagged her tail, too. "I'm glad they got you as a baby-sitter this time. Our regular is a ferret who treats us like we're just pets. She tried to feed us on the floor the first time. Just because we don't have hands doesn't mean we can't sit at the dinner table!"

"Jeeze, yeah," I said noncommittally. I could hardly imagine what it would be like to have no hands. Candy and Carly would spend the rest of their lives dependent on other people driving them places, making them food, dressing them - well, I guess not, since they lived in the bottomless district. Suddenly it made a lot more sense why the girls chose to go without.

"So, what do you wanna do?" I shrugged.

Carly threatened to jump up again, but I managed to turn away to deflect her excitement. "Movie marathon! We can stay up all night watching every single Twilight movie!"

I groaned. "No you don't. I'm supposed to put you both to bed by 10:00."

Carly whined. "Come on. When do you ever go to bed at 10? We're only two years younger than you, you know. That's just Dad-speak for 'don't have any fun'."

I raised my hand like a boy scout. "I took a solemn vow to get you in bed by 10." Mostly because I wanted to get out of their hair and play some video games on my phone.

Candy hopped up on the sofa and said, "We've seen those movies a thousand times anyway. I'd rather play Ivy Terrace."

"You know I'm just going to beat you both again," I grinned. Ivy Terrace was a new-style board game with a fair amount of strategy. I used to be awful, but the girls were younger than me, and that much more awful. By now I'd worked out a pretty good strategy of building on the fours, and unless they'd developed a new counter, I was just going to win again. Not that I minded.

"You've got to set it up," Carly smiled back.

The nice thing about the board game was that there were no cards to hold, and I could move all the pieces for the twins. "Put my town on the five," Candy would say, and I just reached over and did what she asked. Carly was doing her same shipping strategy that never worked, but Candy had really stepped up her game. By passing early every round, she got to go first and take the sell action before I could.

"I win," I announced, revealing my ten points. Carly had seven, which was a new personal best, but Candy actually revealed two bonus points, putting her at nine. "Woah, you almost got me."

Candy grumbled. "If Carly hadn't let you get grocer all the time I'd have beaten you."

Carly just rolled her eyes. "Sucks for you."

I froze. I'd never heard any of the twins say something like that before. Ramsey and Claire were even more sticklers than my parents about swearing. Of course I did behind their backs, but these were my little cousins. They were supposed to be perfect little angels.

Candy yelped. "Carly!"

"What?"

Candy shook her head. "You can't say that."

Carly groaned. "Come on, you're not our mother. Everyone at school says 'sucks'. Dad's even slipped up a few times. It's not even a swear."

Candy said, "Randy, back me up here. It is a swear."

I nodded. "It is."

Carly looked at me sorely. "The teachers don't send kids to the office for it. How is it a swear, anyway?"

The white wolf dropped her jaw. "It's not talking about...like vacuums, Carly. It means, like..."

Carly cocked her head, interested. Candy looked up at me for help, but I just shrugged. I didn't want to explain it either. Stammering, the normally reserved girl explained, "Like sucking...um, on a guy's sheath."

Now it was Carly's turn to gape. "What!? Really?"

They both looked up at me for confirmation. Taking a breath, I nodded.

Carly yelped, "Gross." She paused. "Then, is blowing...?"

Candy nodded, showing her a motion that I'd never be able to unsee. My little cousin parted her lips slightly and bobbed her head back and forth, mimicking a blow job. Blood rushed to my face.

"Let's, um...talk about something else," I stammered.

The girls took one look at me and broke out laughing. "Cousin Randy is uncomfortable!" Carly giggled.

Candy said, "I know what we should play next. Truth or dare!"

Carly's eyes widened. "Yes! Yes!"

"No way," I said, putting my foot down.

Carly flattened her ears and whined. "Come on, Randy. You can always just pick truth."

"No way," I said again. "Besides, you're twins. You already know everything about each other."

"Not anymore," announced Carly. "We're in different class groups since sixth grade. There's _plenty_I want to ask Candy under oath."

Candy twitched an ear. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea."

"Too late," Carly announced. "And since you suggested it, you get to go first."

I held up a paw. "I never agreed to this."

The grey-furred four-legger put her paw on mine, pushing it down, and continued, "Who's your favorite boy in class?"

"Carly..." the wolf replied, shrinking up with her tail between her legs. "Randy doesn't want to play," she tried quickly.

Judging by my cousin's expression, I had to know. "You're not getting off that easy, Candy. I'm in."

"Well..."

Carly jumped in. "If you won't answer, I dare you to tell Randy you want to suck his dick."

"What!?" Candy yelped.

Now it was my turn to blush, but I kept my mouth shut. Candy groaned, but said, "That's gross, Carly. Fine. I like Stewart," she said, refusing to make eye contact with her sister.

"Stewart! But he's a two-legger!"

"Yeah, so? I guess you haven't met Mom and Dad?"

Carly shook her head. "Never pegged you as a fox person. I don't think I could ever date a two-legger."

"Why not?" I asked, curious.

Carly grinned. "That's not how this game works, Randy. Your turn, Candy."

The white wolf glanced from Carly to me and back, but settled on me. "Randy...have you ever gotten a girl to...you know..."

"To what?"

Candy whined. "What we've been talking about."

"I can't answer if you don't ask it," I challenged.

Defeated, the eleven-year-old let her ears droop. "To suck you?"

No need for a dare there. I said, "No," confidently.

Carly gasped. "Why not? You're thirteen, right?"

I wrinkled my brow. "I'm in eighth grade!"

"So? Angie's sister is in eighth grade, and she just got pregnant."

"Woah! That's just stupid."

Carly nodded in agreement. "The weirdest part is that she wanted to get bred. She was, like, addicted to that show Babies Having Babies. Anyway, it's your turn."

I knew exactly what I wanted to know. "Carly - why wouldn't you date a two-legger?"

Candy giggled. "Jealous, much?"

"Ew," I said.

Carly however paused. "Um...what's the dare?"

I blinked. It seemed like an easy enough question - unless...she didn't want to offend me? I guess if there are anti-four-legger bigots, there might be some the other way. "You, uh...don't want to answer?"

Carly sighed. "Depends on the dare, I guess."

I wracked my brain and said, "I dare you to...tell me the answer to my question."

Carly just rolled her eyes. "That's_not_ how it works. But never mind, I'll answer it." She took a deep breath. "I know Mom and Dad love each other, but...I don't think I could do it. I mean...she's totally and completely dependent on him for everything, even getting dressed. He makes the food and drives us around, and handles the remote. I don't think I could be with a guy knowing what a...what a burden I'm being."

I dropped my jaw, a pit in my stomach. "Jesus."

Candy shook her head. "Mom's not a_burden_. Besides, she does stuff, too. She's got a great job. She helps us with our homework."

Carly shook her head. "But she can't even clip her own nails."

Candy's tail drooped, but she didn't have a followup.

Thankfully, Carly was Carly and she perked her ears up and announced, "My turn! Randy, since you asked me such a doozy and couldn't even come up with a good dare, I want to know who your first crush was. Nothing cute, either. Your first sexy crush."

I froze, which was the absolute wrong thing to do.

Carly jumped on it. "You're embarrassed! What - was it Mrs. Flanagan or something?"

I shook my head. What could I say? I remembered precisely my first crush, but there was no way in hell I would admit it to my cousins. Or anyone else, for that matter. Because my first crush was Candy. Look, I didn't know any better. I was ten, and filled with new-found hormones and lacking any useful information about the way I was feeling. It didn't seem weird that she was only eight, or that she was my cousin or anything. All I know is that one family reunion, while I was sitting on the couch, our grandparents arrived. Carly and Candy rushed to the door, wagging their tails, and I couldn't help but notice what they looked like from behind. No one else was watching, and Grandma and Grandpa were too busy hugging their granddaughters to notice their ten-year-old grandson staring under his cousins' tails.

I'd seen it all before, even if just glimpses, but now it was so different. I popped my first boner looking at my eight-year-old cousins' spades. But it wasn't Carly that drew my eye, though she had a nice, cute pink triangle. It was Candy - her pussy was standing straight out, almost twice the size of her sister's, tight and quivering. I know now that she was in heat. Four-leggers were of age for breeding only slightly later than their feral wolf relatives. I had to cross my legs as I stared at her plush, tender spade, and I spent the next three months only thinking about Candy until I finally got a crush on an otter at school.

"Um...what's the dare?"

Carly lost her mind, dancing about excitedly. "Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

"No."

"Okay, the dare is...you gotta bite off one of your fingers."

"Carly!" I yelped. "You gotta make the dares plausible."

The grey wolf whined. "You're one to talk. Fine, then...I dare you to take off your pants. And your underpants. It is the bottoms-optional district after all."

Candy rolled her eyes. "He's not going to do that."

Carly just grinned. "That's the point. Now tell me!"

I felt like throwing up. There was no_way_ I was going to get naked in front of them, no matter how accepted it was by some weird portions of society. Why, my pants were the only thing that saved me when Candy first turned me on. But the idea of telling them the truth - of admitting to Candy what I'd thought about her...that was even more impossible. I knew that if I lied about it now, they'd never believe me. I'd never been a good liar.

Blushing furiously, I reached down to my jean shorts and undid the button. Both girls were speechless, unsure if this was a joke or if I was being serious. They knew how I felt about nudity, even if they saw boys at school every day who walked around with their sheaths out. Standing up, I bit my lip and just did it, pulling down my pants and my underpants in one quick move. I stepped outward, wearing only my shirt and my rich, black fur. Thankfully, the dark color hid the contours of my sheath fairly well. I quickly sat down, my ears flat.

"Woah," was all Carly could say.

Candy blinked, then glanced at her twin. "Who on earth was his first crush if he's this afraid to tell us?"

Carly joked, "Probably one of us."

I would have paid money to control my ears at that particular moment, but my ear flicked, ever so slightly. Candy dropped her jaw. "It is! It is one of us!"

I shook my head, and said, "No, no it's not..."

But it was too late. They knew at least half the truth. Carly said, "You dirty dog! I bet it is me."

I reached for my pants, but Carly was quicker, kicking it away with a paw. "Oh no, you don't. You didn't tell us the truth, we figured it out, so you gotta stick with the dare."

"Come on, girls," I complained.

Carly opened her mouth to keep teasing me, but Candy said, "Hey, what are those?"

She was looking at the two, little white pills that Pie had given me. They'd fallen out of my pockets when Carly kicked my pants away. Carly went up and sniffed them. "Are those...drugs?"

Candy turned to me and said, "Truth or Dare - are those drugs?"

I wasn't about to do a dare again, and besides, if I did, they'd know they were drugs. So I said, "Yeah, I guess so. They're not mine. Pie gave them to me."

Carly lay down, perking her ears. "Why? Do you do drugs?"

I took a deep breath. "They're not even, like, bad. They're just relaxants. They're probably not even illegal."

Candy said, "Did he think you needed them to relax around us? Because...of your crush?"

I went white (figuratively). "No, no, no. No one knows about that. He told me to give them to _you_two."

Carly said, "What? You were going to drug us?"

"No! Just...sometimes you two can be a bit of a handful, so he gave me those pills. I wasn't going to use them on you."

The grey-furred wolf shook her head, standing up. "Then why did you bring them?"

"I forgot they were in there is all."

Candy said, "Lay off him. I believe him."

Carly flicked her ear. "Fine. Who's turn is it?"

"Randy's turn."

I paused. What could I ask? I wanted to get back at Carly for being so annoying, so I turned to her and said, "Who is your crush? Most recent."

I was annoyed to see that she didn't mind the question at all. In fact, she wagged her tail as she began. "There's a four-legged Great Dane at school named Daryl that is just dreamy. I've liked him since first grade. Heh, I still remember how he asked me what my diaper was for. I thought I'd die. I bet his parents had a lot of tough questions to answer that night."

I blinked. "You wear diapers at school? I've never seen you wear clothes at all."

Candy laughed. "It's school policy for four-leggers. When we're in heat, you know, so we're less distracting to the boys."

Carly said, "Which is sexist crap! Pardon my language. I mean, it's not like we aren't distracted by the males in the class, but no one makes them cover up their musk. I'm just glad Dad doesn't make us do that at home." I realized that four-leggers must get a sex ed class much earlier than we did, since they went into heat by the age of four.

That explains why Candy wasn't covered up that fateful day when I was ten. Maybe if she had been, I wouldn't feel so weird right now. Candy said, "Thank God, because otherwise tonight Randy'd have to change your diaper."

Carly gaped. "Candy!"

I paused. "You're in heat right now?" I tried not to picture my cousin's heat-swollen spade, hidden away under her tail. I could feel my sheath twitching and had to pinch myself - I didn't have any pants on to save me this time.

Carly nodded grimly, shooting her twin another dirty glance. "Alright, that's enough. My turn again." She looked back and forth from her sister to me, and settled on Candy. "Alright, Miss Goody-Goody. Tell me the truth - have you ever really considered sucking a guy? Like really."

"What? No," she stammered.

Carly added quickly, "Including tonight."

The white wolf gulped. "What...you mean...you..."

Carly blinked. "I mean when we were talking about it, did you think about, like Stewart. Did you think I meant Randy?"

Candy blushed, tucking her tail between her legs. "I'm not going to answer that either way."

Carly shook her head. "Nuh-uh. Did you think about sucking Randy tonight or didn't you?"

"Um, guys..." I interjected, but they ignored me.

Candy said, "It's truth or dare, give me the dare."

Carly said, "Fine. Answer, or I dare you to eat one of those pills Randy brought."

Candy froze. "It's gotta be a plausible dare..."

"Randy said it was just a relaxant. It's probably not even illegal. Besides, just tell me, and you're off the hook."

"Guys, I think we should stop playing this..."

Candy grinded her teeth. "Fine." If Carly expected the exasperated eleven-year-old to blurt out the truth, she was sadly mistaken. Before I could stop her, the wolf snapped up the little white pill and swallowed it whole.

"What! Candy, wait..." I said, but it was too late. I could hardly believe she would do something so foolish - and only so she wouldn't have to answer a question that should have been easy. Unless...Candy really had been considering sucking me off...

Carly was also shocked. "Are you crazy?"

Candy growled. "You said it was fine. Now it is my turn. Alright, Carly, Truth or Dare. Are you a slut or a bitch?"

"Candy!" I gasped. There was no way the pill had acted so quickly, but I'd never heard my cousin speak like that before.

Neither, apparently, had Carly. "What are you going on about!?"

Candy raised her hackles and glared at her twin sister. "You knew I had a crush on Daryl in second grade before you did. You gave me tips on how to get up the nerve to talk to him. And then you started flirting with him! Why did you do that? We're sisters - we're twins!"

I wasn't about to get in the middle of this.

Carly said, "I thought if I spoke to him you'd feel more -"

"Truth or dare, Carly," she snapped. "Slut or bitch? Were you after him because you wanted him more than you cared about me, or were you after him just to show me up?"

The grey-furred wolf flattened her ears and cowered in front of her twin. "Candy - I didn't know you were still mad about that."

"Well, now you know."

Carly took a big swallow. "What's the dare?"

Candy narrowed her eyes. "You really won't tell me?"

She stuttered, "What's the dare...?"

Candy spat, "Eat the other pill."

Carly took one look at the white pill, her only way out of this conflict, and she snapped it up. She whimpered at her sister and said, "I'm sorry."

"You should be," Candy said, and stormed off, running up the stairs.

"Ooooookay," I said. "I think we've played enough of that game."

Carly just grimaced up at me and nodded. "She'll get over it."

"Why...why didn't you just tell her?"

She paused. "Right now she doesn't know which it was. If I told her the truth, she'd find out I'm both_a slut _and a bitch." With that, the young wolf padded off toward the bathroom, leaving Candy their shared bedroom.

Well, at least I got time to play on my phone. With Candy sulking, my job as a baby-sitter was basically done. I grabbed the casserole out of the fridge and heated it up, but I didn't really expect either of the sisters to show up. By eight o'clock, however, Carly did hop up on the chair and eat her dinner.

"How're you feeling?" I asked.

"A little groggy, I guess," she said, ears flat. "I think that pill is starting to work."

"I bet Candy's already asleep, then."

"Mm," was all she said.

But I was wrong. Candy walked in the room next, her ears askew. "I'm hungry, Randy," she said, before she realized that Carly was at the table. "Oh. It's you."

Carly turned around to face her sister, still perched on the chair. "I'm sorry, Candy. I was only seven."

"I know," she sighed. "I forgave you -" the four-legged wolf let out a big yawn, smacking her lips before continuing, "- a long time ago."

Carly yawned, too. "Sorry," she said sheepishly. "I'm not bored with you, I just feel really weird. What was in those pills?"

Candy gave a wry grin. "That was pretty dumb of us, wasn't it?"

I wasn't really following. I was sitting across from Cousin Carly, and she was perched on the chair, her tail wagging at her sister, and I got perfect evidence that she was, in fact, in heat. It was just like when I was ten, only the other cousin. Her spade was plainly visible, swollen and trembling, a bright pink spot beneath her grey tail. Back then, I'd crossed my legs and had my pants, but I suddenly realized I'd never actually put my clothes back on. At least the table was there, because I couldn't help it - I was getting hard again. At least she was eleven now, instead of eight.

"I'm, like, sleepy, but not at the same time. I feel warm and cold."

"Me, too," Candy agreed. "And I can't...can't...think."

Carly nodded. "It feels...kinda nice," she said, wagging her tail even higher. I had to hold back a groan at my sudden, clearer view.

That's when I realized the table was absolutely no protection. With Candy on the floor, her head was already lower than the table's surface. She caught a glimpse of movement and cocked her head, peering into the darkness beneath the table when her eyes widened. "Cousin Randy!"

"Oh, shit," I said, realizing what had just happened. I quickly covered myself with my paws.

Carly looked over her shoulder at me. "What?" she asked, plainly confused.

Candy pointed beneath the table and said, "He has a stiffy!"

Candy dropped her jaw, then realized how she was standing. "Were you...?" she asked, glancing back at her raised rump. "You were!" But rather than hide herself, the wolf pup raised her tail higher, shaking it slightly. "You were looking at my spade!"

"Uh...no I wasn't," I lied unimpressively, since I was still watching the way she waved her rump in my face.

Candy was still staring under the table, but I was pretty well covered. Problem was, however groggy her head was, she had leverage. "No wonder he always wore pants around us. He really does have a crush on you. His own cousin!"

I wasn't about to correct the record about which of my cousins I had an incestuous crush on, but at least I could deny it. "That's not...not true."

"Well, come on. If you get to see Carly's, it's only fair that we get to see yours."

"No fucking way," I snapped, blushing furiously.

They ignored my swears. Carly spun around and pointed a paw at me. "Oh no you don't. You better show us, or I don't think Uncle Ramsey will be happy to find out about what you've been looking at."

"Or those pills you gave us," Candy added.

Groaning, I knew they had me. I had no choice. Wincing, I slid the chair out from under the table, uncrossing my legs. With both pairs of lupine eyes watching intently, I removed my hands.

"Woah!" Candy gasped.

"I never thought it'd be so red."

"Or wet."

"It's kinda small."

Okay, I had to step in there. "Now wait a minute. This isn't the whole thing!" I was only poking out a couple inches. They were just looking at the triangular tip!

"It's not?" Candy cocked her head.

"Why not? Show us the whole thing!" Now I realized my mistake.

"Girls - we shouldn't be doing this at all. Can I put my pants back on?"

Carly put her foot down. "Not until we see the whole thing."

"It's not that simple," I explained. "I've got to be really turned on."

The grey wolf's eyes lit up. "I know what to do!" She promptly spun right around and curled her tail up and over her rump, presenting me with the best view yet of her tight, swollen spade. I groaned, and my dick surged.

"That's working," Candy gasped, watching as another inch of my shaft emerged from my black-furred sheath. I groaned, hardly able to believe what had started to happen. I saw Candy's look of dazed awe as she stared at my cock for the first time. But when the white wolf glanced at her sister, waving her raised rump at me, she shook her head to clear it and said, "Carly, what are we doing?"

With half-lidded eyes, Carly whined, "What do you mean?"

"Randy...Randy's our cousin..." she replied, confused.

I bit my lip. I should have said something - after all, this had gone way too far already. I was baby-sitting, after all. They were my eleven-year-old cousins, under the influence of some unknown pill, and Carly, at least, was actively trying to turn me on. I'm pretty sure I was already breaking the law. I could be put on the sex offender registry they'd warned us about at school! But I hadn't done anything. They were blackmailing me!

Carly shivered, panting. "It's hot in here."

"I'm cold."

Nodding, Carly suddenly agreed. "Yeah, cold." The grey four-legger reached a paw to her sister's face, pushing and turning her around until they were both facing away from me. Then, she pressed her flank up against Candy's, white and grey fur blending together. Carly nuzzled her sister, rubbing necks, and said, "That feels better doesn't it?"

Candy trembled and nodded, gasping, "Yeah."

I, however, had quite a _different_view. I don't know if Carly meant to, but her tail arced up and lifted Candy's until both flopped over on their backs like they were huskies. Now I could see both of their spades, side-by-side. Candy wasn't in heat, but that didn't make the view any less hot. I yipped, forcibly gripping the chair with both hands to keep me from grabbing my swollen cock.

Carly swayed, her legs buckling slightly, but she kept her feet. "I wanna see the whole thing. Don't you?"

Candy nodded. "But...he's..."

"Dad's paying him to watch us, right? Well he's definitely watching us."

That warped logic seemed to make sense to the addled wolves, and Candy, on the left, glanced over her left shoulder, while Carly glanced over her right. Candy gasped, "He's gotten bigger!"

"Is that all?" Carly asked me.

"N-n-no," I gasped. Only about half of it was poking out now.

Carly said, "But it's working, Candy. Lift your tail."

Whatever Pie had said about those pills, they were doing far more than relaxing the twins. Were they ecstasy or something? Whatever they were, they lead to Candy and Carly holding their tails aside, squeezing their twin rumps together so tightly that their delicious, glistening sexes _almost_touched. Quivering next to each other, the triangular spades formed the most beautiful view of my life.

After a minute or two, just an inch or two and my knot was still wrapped up in my furry sheath. Carly seemed satisfied anyway. "That must be it."

I shook my head. "Not...quite..."

"This is too slow," the impetuous Carly noted grimly.

"But what do we do?"

Carly walked in a tight circle, her fat spade disappearing behind her as she contemplated her cousin. Candy turned too, but she was looking at her sister. Carly said, "I think I know how to speed this along."

"How?" Candy asked, at the same time I panted, "H-h-ow?"

Carly glanced at her sister and said, "You told me, earlier tonight." To demonstrate her meaning, Carly licked her chops.

Candy's eyes widened. "You mean...? No!"

Carly quivered. "They wouldn't make a swear about it if guys didn't like it." Ignoring her sister's protest, the grey wolf walked toward me.

I sat frozen in the chair, digging my claws into the wood. She didn't really mean she was... She couldn't really mean... But she walked straight for my throbbing cock, her tongue dangling from her mouth. "Hey, wait. Carly, this isn't right! It's -"

She cut me off by reaching my waiting lap and extending her long, pink tongue. Before I could convince her otherwise, the addled preteen lapped right along the bottom of my cock. I gasped and moaned, no longer protesting. I'd never even kissed a girl with tongue before.

Candy sat back on her haunches ears flat in shock. "I can't believe you did that!"

Carly just took another lick, tracing her tongue across one of the veins. "I don't see Randy complaining about it."

"I guess this answers my question," Candy explained. "You are a slut!"

Carly just giggled and said, "Don't lie to yourself. You ate the pill because you didn't want to admit you were thinking of sucking Randy's penis. Right?"

Ears flat, Candy admitted, "Yeah..."

"Well, now's your chance."

I dropped my jaw and shuddered as Candy took a deep breath, and walked toward me, too. Whatever was in those drugs, it had certainly transformed the two twins. They'd always loved to tease me and joke about me and bug me however they could. Now, they'd gone way past teasing.

"Oh, God..." I groaned, as Candy joined her sister, sitting beside her in front of my glistening dick. With a grin, Carly lowered her head, leaned forward, and licked gently at the end of my sheath, curling her tongue around the last few inches of my shaft. Eyes half-lidded, my other cousin had my tip all to herself. Candy sniffed me tentatively, then without another pause, she popped my entire head into her muzzle.

I sat there, paralyzed, my toes curling and my claws slowly digging deep gouges into the bottom of the wooden chair. I'd pretty much given up on my fantasies about four-leggers after I fell for that otter at school, but now my two cousins were_sucking my cock_. I knew how wrong it was on so many levels - it's not like I'd taken any drugs. No one could really blame the eleven-year-olds for making really bad decisions under the influence of those pills. But if I didn't stop them _right now_I was a terrible person.

"Ffffuuuck..." I groaned, the warm, wet lapping and gentle suction on my tip perhaps the best feeling I'd ever felt in my life. I didn't stop them.

Carly paused long enough to say, "He's getting bigger!"

Candy opened her eyes, staring down the barrel as more and more of my shaft slipped out. Ears flat, she bobbed her head down, taking fully half of my dick into her muzzle. She wrapped her tongue around me and slurped like a puppy at her mother's breast. A few inches further down, Carly lapped at my cock like it was a bowl of water, and they both watched with wide eyes as my half-swollen knot finally popped out, twice as wide as the rest of me.

"That's all of it..." I groaned. I wanted to say they should stop now, but I didn't dare.

And they didn't seem to want to. Carly curled her tongue around the knot, sniffing, which gave Candy even more room. She relaxed her muzzle and pushed herself all the way down, until her nose bumped coldly against my knot. I could feel my tip tickling the back of her throat, but Candy just clamped down and suckled.

Carly gasped, "Oh wow, his balls are even muskier." Before I could react, she pulled off of my knot and slathered my black-furred balls with her tongue, just beneath her eager sister. "Taste good, too."

Candy didn't respond, just closing her eyes, wagging her tail, and bobbing her mouth up and down my shaft. Carly slurped a little too hard and reflexively, my hands left the chair and grabbed my grey-furred cousin by the head. "Hey, careful," I moaned.

I ran my fingers through her fur, directing her head when she got too forceful. I could hardly believe it, shivering as I guided Carly like my own, personal plaything, licking my balls in just the right place at just the right time, while Candy blew me like a champ. I started to push up against her, gently humping her muzzle, but she didn't seem to mind one bit. Even though the pleasure was overwhelming, I was already planning what I could say to get these two to keep this a secret - and if possible, to baby-sit again sometime.

"Ohhh, that's good," I groaned. "Just like that."

Carly moaned. "Are we good little puppies?"

"Good doggies. I can't - I think - I'm gunna -"

Carly took my moment of weakness, my hands falling away from her head, to pop her muzzle around my entire sack, clamp down, and suck. It was just too much for me.

"Cum!" I yelped.

Candy's eyes popped wide for half a second as I surprised her with a fresh load splattering the back of her throat before she pulled back, coughing. My cock shivered in the cool air, launching rope after rope at my young cousin's head. She watched with amazement until a spurt hit her in the left eye and she yelped. Carly let go of my shuddering balls and squirmed up next to her sister, both girls giggling as I sprayed their faces with jizz.

Licking her chops, Carly exclaimed, "This tastes pretty good!" Then, seeing her well-painted twin sister, she began licking and lapping at where Candy's white face was matted with more white. Candy giggled and returned the favor, each sister cleaning up the other with cute little licks that had my cock aching for more. Candy cleaned up late-comer Carly first, and when Carly gulped down the last few drops, she tilted her muzzle and_kissed_ her sister. With tongue. I felt like I was about to explode!

They frenched for far too long for it to make sense when Candy finally pulled away from her sister's eager muzzle and gasped, "What are we doing?"

"Is it wrong to love my sister?"

"Well...no..." she stuttered, confused.

"Then stop asking questions," Carly said. The wolf pushed Candy on the shoulder, lowering her sister onto her back. Carly stepped over her, straddling her twin before peering down eye to eye and kissing her again. Only this time, I could see both their dripping spades. Candy was on her back, legs spread eagle, and just a foot above her delicious mound was Carly's fat, trembling, heat-swollen pussy.

My dick surged, aching in pain, but I didn't care. I couldn't help it. As wrong as I knew it was, I wanted to wet my dick in Carly's tender, fertile passage. Up until now, at least I could say I hadn't taken an active role, but staring at my eleven-year-old cousin's raised tail, I did the unthinkable. I crawled down on all fours behind Carly, and surprised her with a thick, wet tongue.

Carly tossed her head back and howled, breaking her kiss as I slid my tongue deep into her swollen hole. Kneeling, I grabbed her hips with both hands, guzzling her gushing cunny. The smell of her heat was intoxicating in my nostrils, and it was amazing that I didn't climb onto her then and there!

"Randy...Randy..." the drugged pup whined, her tail held conveniently out of the way. "Fuck me..."

But Candy brought us back to our senses, saying, "Wait - you can't! She's in heat!"

The grey bitch whined. "But I _want_to."

Circling her wet pussy with my tongue, I took a deep breath. That didn't help at all, with her pheromones pumping straight into my nose. Still, I had enough restraint to ask, "Do your parents have condoms?"

Both girls cocked their heads, looking at me confused. I guess in their sex education class, they didn't spend any time on rubbers, since they assumed neither partner would have and the hands to use them. They didn't even know about them, in sixth grade! If Uncle Ramsey did have any, the girls wouldn't be of any use to find them. "Never mind."

Carly shivered. "It's okay just this once, right?" Her expression made it clear that she knew as well as both of us that she was spouting nonsense.

With great restraint, I managed to grumble, "I'll just use my tongue."

Carly turned around and said, "Oh no you don't. I can't have you, but that doesn't mean you can't have Candy."

"What??" the white wolf gasped. "You know I want my first time to be with Steven."

"Yeah, yeah," Carly shrugged. "You'll at least let him lick you, right?"

Candy glanced from her sister to me, shivering. "I...I guess." Then she shivered again, realizing what she'd just agreed to. "Gosh, what was in those pills?" she whined.

But it was too late to back out now. Carly stepped over her prone sister, her pussy dripping slowly onto Candy's face. Carly placed a paw on both of her sister's hind legs, spreading her wide for me. I crawled forward, exchanging a glance with the domineering Carly. I couldn't believe this was happening. She was too out of it to really care, licking my muzzle and grinning.

With a gulp, I lowered my muzzle to my first crush's waiting quim. She didn't smell as nice as Carly, and her folds were far tighter, but I'd had so many ten-year-old dreams about this pussy that I couldn't help but drool. I'd wanted this puppy cunt since Candy was eight, and now, thanks to Pie, it was mine.

"Nnnngh!" she whimpered cutely, as I ran my wide tongue across the surface of her soft, wet flesh.

Carly, watching from above, whispered, "Give it to her."

I didn't want to disappoint. Slurping up from below, I pushed extra hard at just the right time to drill my tongue's tip between her virgin folds, spreading her tight pussy apart for what was probably the first time. Candy's hind legs quivered, and she whined, "Cousin Randy!"

I didn't care that she was my cousin, or that she was a four-legger, or that she was only eleven. All I cared about was the delicious flavor of her sweet arousal, dancing on my tongue as I probed her depths. I fed her more and more of my tongue, swirling it around inside the gasping puppy, pleased to feel her tail weakly thumping back and forth against my chest. "Oh, Candy," I gasped.

Carly wasn't content just to watch. Standing reversed over her twin, she lowered her upper body until she was face-to-face with me. With a big grin, the grey-furred slut (because that's what she was now) tilted her head and kissed me. My first french kiss, with my mouth full of cunny. I couldn't help but kiss her back, our tongues swirling and rubbing against each other and against Candy's quivering spade.

We kissed each other lustfully, taking turns plunging into Candy until we messed up and both pushed in at the same time. Candy yelped as her mound spread wide, both our tongues shuddering inside her and sliding together in the tightest kiss that was possible.

Panting, I pulled out of my cousin and met Carly's gaze. She just smiled. Breathless, I asked the forbidden question. "C-can I fuck her?"

Carly took a deep breath and said, simply, "Yes."

Candy yelped, "Hey, wait just a darn minute...!" but her cries were cut off when her sister sat down on her. Carly's grey-furred rump muffled any protest her eleven-year-old twin might conjure up. With Carly sitting, I could see all of Candy except her whimpering head. I hadn't seriously thought about four-leggers for years, but now my first crush was on her back, legs splayed, her spade coated in drool. I tentatively ran my hands up her belly, caressing her tiny, little, pink nipples while she kicked her legs, squirming under her sister.

Shivering, I scooched forward until I was kneeling between Candy's legs, my boner back to full strength. "Oh, God..." Carly panted, watching as I lined my dick up with her twin sister's bouncing spade. "This is gunna be great..."

At the last second, as I bit my lip and prepared to lose my virginity in my own cousin, Carly lifted her rump just half-a-foot, freeing Candy's mouth. The white-furred wolf gasped for air and stuttered, "Randy, wait!"

I didn't wait. With one hand aiming my tip, I shoved myself between her legs, my bony tip spearing into her sopping spade. She was so wet that even as tight as she was, there was no resistance. I slid easily into her, all the way to my knot. Carly watched with dropped jaw, and Candy tossed her head back and howled. It was really happening! I was in her, her tight pussy, the object of so many late-night wanks, convulsing around my bare, throbbing cock.

"Oh, Carly, thank you," I whimpered to her sister. If she hadn't given me the go ahead, I don't think I could have done it. Carly wagged her tail, still sitting on Candy's face. Leaning forward, she kissed me, and I kissed back, humping Candy gently beneath us. My cousin may have protested, but for her part, Candy was pushing her hips back against me and moaning weakly.

Carly broke our kiss to talk to Candy. "How's that feel? You're not a pup anymore, Candy. You're a woman!"

She could just whine in response, yipping, "He's so big!"

Carly glanced down. "He's not even all the way in yet. Come on, don't hold back."

Grunting, I grabbed Candy by the ankles and pounded forward, smacking her wet lips with my swollen knot, but it looked impossible! The four-legged wolf pup was too small. But my rough treatment got an approving nod from Carly, so I did it again, and again, thwapping Candy as my white-furred cousin whimpered beneath me.

"Keep it up - it's not really sex if you don't tie," Carly explained, wagging her tail. "Make her your bitch!"

"I'm trying!" I gasped. "The angle is all weird..."

Carly promptly stepped off her sister, and I could finally see the way my fierce thrusts contorted my cousin's face, her lips peeling back as she moaned and shuddered beneath me. I did wait even a second before, I climbed on top of her, face to face, sliding a single hand beneath her rump to lift her up. Now my jackhammer thrusts matched her angled pussy, and I could easily pump my entire length in and out of her, stopped only by my engorged knot.

Candy whined, opening her eyes to meet mine just inches away. With a cute little yip, she licked the end of my nose, and in seconds, we were kissing as fervently as ever, each curl of our tongues punctuated by our combined, wet squelching. I panted, "You don't even know how long I've wanted to do this..."

"Ha," Carly giggled. I didn't even notice that she'd circled around behind me. "Our bodies have been ready for this since we were four," she explained, clearly winning the contest for most pent-up. The only warning I got before I felt her warm tongue was my tail brushing against the top of Carly's head. I yipped as my other cousin nuzzled past my balls and ran her tongue across my knot, apparently trying to lubricate it enough to pop into her sister.

Despite her earlier protests, Candy half-opened her eyes, moaning, "Please, Randy...knot me!"

She felt so warm beneath me, her belly pressed tightly against mine, but even drilling down into her missionary-style wasn't wedging her pussy open much faster. She winced and groaned every time I walloped her with another thrust, her hind legs spread eagerly around my waist. That's when Carly managed to help. After coating my bulbus glandis in saliva, she reached beneath me, hooking a single claw into her sister's tight folds with each paw. Gently, she spread Candy apart, and with my next thrust, I sank wetly half-way in.

"Almost there!" Carly gasped.

"Nnnraaah!" Candy moaned.

"Aaaaah!" I groaned, hammering forward in three quick thrusts that streeeeeetched her apart, until finally, with Carly still tugging her sister wide, I sank the widest part of my knot in. A millisecond later, her clenching cunny_popped_ me inside, my entire cock buried in my eleven-year-old cousin. Her eyes went wide and she exploded beneath me, whining pathetically as her entire body shuddered, bucking up and down wildly around my knot. She reached up with both paws, pushing hard on my chest, but I knew it wasn't because she wanted me off her. She was experiencing her first orgasm!

As if that weren't enough, Carly let go of her sister to concentrate on lapping at my aching balls, so she got a first hand feel as they clenched up and started pumping straight into Candy's unprotected womb. I came in huge spurts, barely able to see as my eyes rolled back in my head, and I revelled in the cool, white heat that coursed through my body. Candy spasmed around me, squeezing so hard around my knot that I could only whimper and feed her needy cunt.

Finally, I collapsed on top of her, our black-and-white fur meshing together. Candy still quivered and humped weakly, yipping each time she felt another, weak squirt. Trembling, she licked my neck, wrapping her paws around me in a tight embrace, but nowhere near as tight as my bulging knot. I yawned, and so did she, and between the exertion of sex and the pills she'd taken, we drifting off to sleep, still bound and tied. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was Carly curling up beside us, sleeping together as one, happy family.

When I woke up, I had apparently rolled over onto my back. It was dark in the house, but as soon as I remembered where I was, I realized I was no longer inside of Candy. I patted alongside me in the dark until I felt fur - Candy was snoring softly beside me. I pondered for several long minutes what I'd just done. The twins didn't know any better, not really. I'd taken advantage of them when they were under the influence, and even though Candy wasn't in heat, that was no guarantee that our unprotected sex wouldn't knock her up. I never should have tied her - my entire load would be swimming around inside her for days, hoping to find an egg. My parents would kill me, and there wouldn't be much left of me after Uncle Ramsey had his way.

I had to make sure they didn't tell. Didn't...

I sniffed. Something smelled wonderful. In the dark, I couldn't see more than a foot in front of my face. It couldn't really be that dark - the windows were open. There were streetlamps outside. Refocusing my eyes, I saw there was something blocking my view. Nostrils flaring, I lifted my head gently, and the scent only got stronger. The sweet, coppery scent of heat, and it was stronger than I'd ever smelled before. My cock was already starting to rise. I lifted my head only three inches before, my cold, wet nose bumped into the source.

"Carly...?" I gasped, realizing she'd been crouched on all fours above me for the last two minutes, pumping her pheromones straight onto my face.

"Cousin Randy..." she whispered. "Do me, Cousin Randy..."

"But -" I gasped.

Slowly, Carly took several steps backward, her bouncing spade dripping along my chest down to my belly button. She placed her paws on my chest, her rump straddling my waist. Her sweet-smelling cherry was just inches above my dick now, instead of my nose. I could see her more clearly now in the reflected light, her glossy eyes peering down pleadingly with me.

"Do me."

I managed to work through the frog in my throat and say, "You don't know what you're saying. The pill..."

She shook her head. "I don't care." She lowered her rump even further, her wet spade teasing my rising tip. "Do me."

"I can't. You'll get pregnant."

She shook her head. "Mrs. Steinbeck taught us that there's only like a 50% chance, even if we tie."

A 50% chance of ruining her life, of ruining my life. There'd be no covering this up if I got Carly pregnant. I wouldn't be surprised if Uncle Ramsey made sure I rotted in Juvie for this. "That's crazy...!"

She whined pathetically, the high-pitched sound causing Candy to stir in her sleep. "Then don't tie. You can even pull out. Just do me."

I never in a million years thought I'd be trying to refuse a bitch begging for my cock. And maybe I'd have to wait another million years, because I took a deep, heat-scented breath and said, "Okay."

Carly dissolved into fervent tail-wagging as I reached my hands down her body to grab her rump. "Thank you, Cous -" she started to whine, but I interrupted her by slamming her down onto my rigid rod, splitting apart her sopping spade until she sat down all the way to my knot.

Yip!

That was more than enough to startle Candy awake, though she looked around helplessly as her eyes adjusted to the dark. I, meanwhile, had my other cousin quivering around me, helpless as I lifted her up and down with my arms. She rode my cock completely at my discretion, balancing with her front paws on my chest. "Oh, Randy!" she whined.

"You're so wet and tight," I groaned.

Candy finally realized what was happening and pinpointed our silhouettes in the dark. She yelped, "Carly, what are you doing!?"

"Cousin Randy," she panted, her tongue dangling out the side of her muzzle.

"That's not funny," Candy gasped. "Don't you remember - there's a..."

"Fifty percent, yeah, I know..." she interrupted, her tail hiked as she slid up and down my bulging cock.

"Randy...?" Candy asked.

"It's okay, I'm gunna pull out," I explained breathlessly.

Carly flattened her ears. "Don't be greedy, sis. You had him all to yourself, now it's my turn. Join in the fun!" She beckoned to her twin sister with one paw. Shivering, Candy gave in to her pill-fueled lust, walking over to her sister only to get a sloppy, wet kiss. I groaned, watching my cousins French kiss above me, until Carly said, "Sit on him."

Before I could protest, Candy was on me too, straddling my head and locking lips with Carly. I was like their toddler's seesaw, the girls rocking back and forth as they made out. I never stopped sliding Carly up and down my dick, but I couldn't help but notice Candy's musky, dripping spade just inches from my nose. She was still stained from my fluids, but in the heat of the moment, I didn't care. I lapped eagerly at Candy's cunt, making the horny preteen quiver and moan.

Candy smothered me with her rump, pressing her pussy against my face so hard that I couldn't breathe. I had to let go of Carly, lifting my hands to grab her sister's rump instead, holding the four-legged wolf a few inches up. Now I could adjust her however I wanted, hooking my thumbs over and around her soft lips and spreading her apart. I shifted her up, down, left, and right, getting all the best angles to eat her out, my large tongue lapping deep and fast. Already I could taste her growing arousal dribbling down my throat.

But that left Carly to her own devices. Perched on my cock, she started sliding herself up and down, resting a suspicious amount of time with my knot straining against her swollen folds. She grinded there, wet vulva smacking its delicate kisses against the bulge it was designed to capture. I could just imagine the dazed little wolf hammering herself onto my knot and taking the big risk neither of us wanted. But my hands and my mouth were busy, so I kept licking and hoped for the best.

"Oh, Randy," Carly whined, her tail hiked uselessly to the side as she rode me. "I can't believe we're doing this!"

Candy whimpered, "Randy, deeper!" I could hardly go much deeper, though her clenching cunny was desperately trying to get a firm, permanent grip on my slipper tongue.

"I'm gonna..." the first girl said.

"Oh, I'm gonna..." said the second.

Tossing their heads back, both girls hammered their rumps downward and held themselves there, howling wildly as their young bodies were driven to orgasm. Carly's puffy spade threatened at every moment to press down too hard and take my knot, her entire insides clenching hard around my cock, while Candy shuddered and gushed straight into my waiting mouth. I had to swallow, and fast, nearly choking, even though I could feel Carly straining her limits against my knot.

I had to shove Candy away with both hands, leaving her humping weakly in the air, gulping three times before I could gasp, "Carly - pull off...I'm about to..." She either didn't hear me or didn't care. Bucking her hips like a feral animal, Carly held my cock deep and tight, just a centimeter from spreading wide enough to take my knot. "Carly!"

But it was too late. I rushed my hands down to grab the grey-furred wolf by the hips, barely managing to keep the horny bitch off my knot, but I couldn't control myself any longer. Her tight, clenching tunnel was too much for a mere thirteen-year-old, and without warning, I gritted my teeth and_grunted_, buried almost all the way inside her when I finally came. I could only whimper and whine as my balls clenched, sending my third load of the night battering up against Carly's last line of defense before her unprotected womb. I coated her cervix, claiming my cousin again and again until she was drenched.

Candy, without my tongue to preoccupy her, immediately noticed the problem. "Carly - you're..."

But she realized as well as us that we weren't in any position to stop ourselves. Hopping off of me, she walked around her trembling sister and crouched to peer down at our straining genitals, breathing a sigh of relief that at least we weren't tied. That wasn't going to stop me from pumping every last drop into my quivering bitch in heat, but at least I wasn't squirting directly into her womb, and there was no throbbing seal to keep it all inside. In fact, I could feel our combined juices spilling down and coating my crotch with the sweet, sticky liquid.

Candy wasn't going to sit around unhelpfully. Crouching further, she wrapped her tongue around the base of my cock, lapping up every last drop of my cum that managed to work its way out of her twin sister. Maybe she thought she was helping reduce the chances of Carly waddling away from this with a full litter, but her warm tongue only drove me harder against Carly, balls clenching hard to pump as much puppy paste as possible. Carly didn't seem to care either way, howling and humping, her nails digging into my stomach.

When she was finished, she collapsed weakly onto my chest, and I could finally pull her off of me so that my last spurts were reserved for Candy's gentle tongue. I glanced down at my cousin, met her half-lidded gaze and said, "That was a mistake..."

"I don't care."

I'd like to say that common sense prevailed, but it didn't. Even though it was already two in the morning, I didn't put the twins to bed and clean up all the evidence. How could I? Candy was horny again, raising her tail for me. I tried to say no, but Carly crawled beneath her sister, reaching up to lap gently at Candy's quivering quim. The drugged-out twins were too insistent, and I found myself mounting Candy again, even while Carly gulped and kissed at our sticky union.

After I knotted Candy, I was still squirting, rump-to-rump when Carly spread her legs and begged me to eat her out. One look at her distended spade was all it took for me to gulp her up, and when I finally popped free of Candy, I scooped Carly up and pulled her into my lap on the recliner. This time, no one worried or complained as we made love, kissing madly as I lowered her onto my dick.

When she begged me to knot her, I didn't get any protest from Candy, still dazed from our last breeding. She pointed out that it wasn't guaranteed to get her pregnant, and that was enough for me. I poked up and into her hard, spreading her lips around a knot for the first time. She howled and moaned in sheer gratitude as we flipped another coin for her womb.

We flipped three more times in every room in the house before we finally collapsed, exhausted, in the twin's bedroom, both girls curled up in my arms, snoring cutely as I fell asleep, wondering what the odds of getting tails five times in a row was, and how we were ever going to cover this up.

Turns out - we weren't. I was a dead man, but I didn't know it until I was jarred awake.

I woke up to "Kids, we're home!"