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Kira's persistence leads her closer of unveiling the mystery

of her aroused brother. She sneaks up on her mother during a moment of

distraction and witnesses everything that happens. But is knowledge free? Kira

discovers the bitter truth once her mother solves her son's pressing need by

literally sucking the lust out of him. Pushed over the edge, the young male

unleashes enormous quantity of seed inside his mother's mouth.

Kira watches with wide eyes, disgusted by such lewd and

startling display. Her brother is panting like an animal, still big down there,

still messy, while her mother's once-clean tongue drips with strange, sticky

essence. Kira lashes back at her family, trying to explain what tongues are

for, that what her brother did was wrong, but nobody seems to listen. She

retreats into her nest, where she ponders and pouts until the arrival of her

father. She always got along well with him. Perhaps well enough to seek out

some much needed answers. In her father's caring embrace, Kira slowly discovers

more about the particularities of each gender, starting with the male anatomy...STORY STARTS BELOW

Her brother was not just shivering relentlessly. His male

problem was in full swing once again. Once he caught Kira's gaze, he lowered

his wing and tried retreating a few steps away to hide his embarrassing

malehood.

 "I will care for him,

dear daughter." Mother shadowed his form under her broad wing.

Kira wanted to inquire about her brother's problem. She

opened her maw to speak, then cooed with delight as her mother's tongue rushed

out to groom her. Kira closed her eyes. Licking felt so good. Her coat was all

damp and dirty, and her wings were still dripping with the translucent fluid from

the aftermath of Mother's strange squirting. Her roars were still vivid in

Kira's mind. She never heard her yowl so loud before. Ever...

Kira wanted to ask about that. She planned to know

everything once her grooming was complete. She just wanted a couple more licks,

yes. A few more tongue strokes to clean her wings, then she would-

"M-motherrrr..." a whimper came, frail and shattered by need.

Kira flinched. Was brother's problem ailing him? His moaning

purr immediately attracted the attention of his mother, and the dragoness

wasted no time in checking on her hatchling, much to Kira's disappointment.

She poked the dragoness with her snout. "Mother, what's happening?

Is brother sick? Is he-"

"He's fine, my darling. He just needs me," the dragoness

said without even looking at her.

"Why?" Kira asked. "You got him sick, didn't you? I need to

see if he's alright."

Kira found herself poked back by a big snout that wasn't in

the mood for negotiations.

"Stay back, please. This isn't something you can help with."

"But I want to! He's my brother. I want to help!"

"Kiraaa?" An unsure voice peeped underneath the feathery

wing.

Both females turned their emerald eyes upon the sandy

colored feathers. Kira crouched low for a pounce, but her mother was quicker.

Her agile head pushed her to the side. Kira tried to jump and regain her

balance, but she barely managed to catch a glimpse of the fluff-tipped tail

before it hit. With a loud squeak, Kira skidded along the ground, rolling to a

stop right behind her mother.

"Stay back, daughter."

"Mommy, no!" Kira yowled out. "I...why do you have to be like

this? We both helped you. We licked you. We-"

She clamped her maw shut when her brother's trembling growl

rolled forth.

"Kira, ple-please...Listen to her. I don't...I don't want you to

see me. Not like this..."

"But you're my brother. I...I love you..."

No reply came. Kira looked into the ground. She felt so

useless. Her heavy paws refused to move, and her chest felt so heavy. Why were

they both so reluctant? They were a family. First mother fell sick, and now her

brother.

"It won't take long, my dear, loving daughter. Just go back

to your nest and sleep. Your brother will join you shortly, and I will come to

comfort you both as soon as I'm able."

"Yes, leave. Please leave," Lashan added quickly.

They both wanted her out. None trusted her with their

secrets. None loved her enough to at least allow her a place under a warm

blanket of feathers.

Kira was alone. Only the ground below her paws kept her

company, and it was cold. So hard, and so cold.

"I just want to help..." Kira whimpered to herself. Her voice

was too frail and weak to carry. Not that it mattered much. Mother already

started treating her brother. Soft, gentle purrs came from the nest of feathers

and fur. It was the soft hum of her brother. Her half. The one being Kira felt

closer to than she felt to anyone else. They shared a nest together, slept so

many nights piled into each other, and now this sickness or whatever it was

ripped Lashan from her.

Kira turned away. With her broad wing wrapped around her

brother, her tail rounding her body, and her head out of sight, Mother made her

intentions clear enough. She wanted to be alone, without an extra burden to

care for. Her brother too wanted her gone. Maybe they were both trying to

protect her, but Kira didn't care. She preferred to shoulder the weight of that

debilitating sickness than to be secluded from her family.

She walked towards her nest. Perhaps this was for the

better. A safe and secluded place suited her, because Kira knew how spiteful

she would get if she lingered around any longer. Her eager paws took her closer

towards the winding tunnel stretching ahead. She was just about to leave her

Mother's chamber when a whining sound made the young female's heart leap in her

chest.

Her head whipped about to catch a glimpse of what hid

underneath mother's wing. Her brother was on his back, with his paws held aloft

to allow his mother full access to his belly. Her tongue rolled along his

chest, swiftly and neatly. It would've slid all the way along his tail if his

male problem didn't get in the way. Brother got big again. Bigger than Kira

ever saw him before.

Then, in the span of a heartbeat, everything was gone. The

huge, feathery wing that hang above him fell upon the ground, and with it

Kira's chance to glimpse the nature of this strange sickness. She tensed her

jaws, knowing she had two choices available. Sneak around mother, or obey her

request and sleep alone.

Kira made up her mind almost instantly. She wasn't one to

linger around while something interesting happened right next to her. She

crouched low to the ground, taking small, measured steps. Her soft pads muffled

any sound. She knew her mother was distracted. The sound of licking overlapped

with brother's bristling whimpers, providing the perfect cover for the sneaky

hatchling. Kira slowly rounded her mother's body, passing her tail, approaching

her side. She went past a hind leg when a concoction of pungent scents entered

her nostrils. She recognized the sweet miasma from the previous licking

session, but she was more intrigued about the spicier fragrance she smelled. It

was vaguely familiar with her brother's scent, only that it was more mature.

More...different.

She licked her nose to dispel her curiosity. She didn't need

it now, when she was so close to unveil this mystery. Mother's side came into

view. Her paws were big, strong, and beautiful. Kira always admired them. She

knew what kind of claws hid inside the furred sheaths, and she loved to see her

mother grooming them. The silvery tips were sliding out right now, gripping

softly into the ground with each wet lick that carried across the cave's span.

Kira quickened her pace. She was close now. So close. If

mother looked ahead, she would definitely notice her. There were no covers she

could use to hide, and no tricks, apart from one. Scents. Kira's nostrils

tickled from the overflowing aromas. That potent mixture might have been an

annoyance to her nose, but it kept her safe, invisible from mother's heightened

senses. She had her head dipped right past the first layer of her wing

feathers, allowing only one of her ears to spring out along with a snowy horn.

How inconvenient. Kira's gaze dropped lower, glimpsing a

similar result. Her brother's fluffy tail tip, wriggling around the air,

tempting her to pounce it.

Kira wasn't interested in those kinds of games. She wanted

to see! She approached on her belly, crawling one step at a time. The scents

slowly picked up, as did the sound of licking. It was wet. What could mother

groom with such passion? Kira tilted her head left and right, up and down,

struggling to pierce the thick layer of fluff and feathers until a crackling

cry erupted from the shelter.

The dragoness immediately lifted her wing, spreading a haze

of intoxicating smells all around. Kira blinked fast to wash away the stinging

sensation from her eyes. She saw mother licking her brother's trembling snout.

He was wet. So wet, and so spiky. Every tuft of fur from the tip of his snout

to the edge of his flanks was covered in saliva.

But that didn't include the big problem settled between his

legs. A protrusion bearing the color of blood emerged from what once was her

brother's furred sheath. Kira knew it well. She often teased her brother by

touching him there. Sometimes nothing happened. Other times his tip came out.

But she never saw him grow so large before. He was almost as

thick as his tail, measuring half the span of a foreleg in length. And he was

hard. So strong, and so muscular. Surges traveled along the length of his

malehood, making his member jolt into the air. Two strange things happened

then. His paws jolted, grabbing at the air, and beads of translucent fluid flung

over his moistened belly.

He was leaking, just like mother did. Every time he tensed,

more fluid appeared on the small, arrow-shaped tip. It was so strange how tiny

it was compared to the rest of his shaft, looking so uneven, so odd, as if

something chopped off his organ and left that little opening instead of

allowing it to gradually taper off.

Kira forced her eyes to look elsewhere. His paws. Yes, his

wet, pink speckled paw pads were a beautiful sight to behold. They looked so

smooth, so soft, nothing like the raging growth she glimpsed earlier. Their

shape entranced Kira, and the way brother's toes curled and flared out made her

tail swish with eagerness. She loved licking his paws, and adored tickling her

brother, knowing well how sensitive they felt to him.

Was this why he grew so big? Because mother licked his pads?

Kira looked around quickly, her agile eyes searching for more clues. She

instead found brother's sack, a furred pouch bearing the pale color of his tail

fur with two little fruits inside. Behind it lay his tailhole, a puckered mess

that scared Kira with its strange winking.

She climbed along her brother's chest, curious to see why he

made those whimpering noises...

...and came face to face with her mother's brilliant eyes.

Kira clamped her maw shut to prevent a panicked yelp from

bursting out. She got caught. There was no way to get out of this mess now. She

saw how intently Mother looked at her, probably thinking of the many ways to

punish her disobedient hatchling.

Her maw slowly opened. Kira curled her tail around her body,

wings drooping on either side. She was fully prepared to hear her punishment.

But no word came out. Instead, a soft purr flared inside

mother's throat. The dragoness blinked softly, then turned her tongue back upon

her awaiting offspring.

Lashan mewled reluctantly. He lapped with his smaller tongue

at mother's broad snout. Their tongues met a few times, causing both of their

purrs to tremble. Soft coos replaced them, so warm, so tender, so full of love.

Kira wanted that. She felt the warm tingles of affection

shared between them. The creeping coldness of a potential punishment slowly

left her mind, replaced by a glowing feeling of affection. And suddenly, Kira

wondered why she felt so afraid. The dragoness in front of her was the most

gentle and loving being she ever knew. The way her tongue slid along Brother's

neck made Kira's chest tighten with fuzzy emotions. The way her tip rolled over

brother's bare paws poked at her playfulness. Kira wanted nothing more than to

join her mother and spoil her brother senselessly.

But then his gender greeted her eyes, and Kira felt unsure

on what to do. Mother seemed to avoid it as well, seeking solace into her son's

hind paws.

Lashan kicked and whimpered when the insides of his flanks

were licked clean. That moist, fleshy tongue slid so close to his raging

malehood. It was impossible for him not to feel anything. Kira noticed the

previous jolts, but now that she could take a better look, she saw her

brother's flanks tense every time mother licked close to his gender.

Ticklish. He was just ticklish. That had to be it. Mother

realized it too when she left his flanks to clean the pads of his hind paws.

Lashan squirmed when her wet tongue touched his feet, but the dragoness offered

no reprieve. She pushed her snout stubbornly into each paw, forcing all of the

toes to flare out and expose the bean-shape pads to her tongue. She licked

everywhere. She slithered along the silky pads, leaving them damp with saliva.

Then, she climbed over them, tasting the short fur protecting the toes.

Brother's claws poked out with their sharp, snowy tips, but they were no

problem for a skilled dragoness. She tilted her tongue sideways, passing

between each of Lashan's trembling toes.

Kira wanted to growl at her, to tell Mother how sensitive

Lashan was. But the dragoness kept up her licking, and Lashan whimpered,

squirmed, and kicked. A muffled cry left between his barred fangs, but that

wasn't the only thing that came out in that particular moment.

A jet of fluid burst from his malehood, staining his clumped

fur with cloudy drops. Kira's eyes widened. Did brother pee himself? The water

dripping from his tip looked too gloomy to be pee. It was almost white, and

stubborn, dribbling in a long, sticky line before it latched onto the male's

wet belly.

The sickness. This was it. Kira stared at the very source of

the problem. Suddenly, she felt so stupid for not noticing this earlier.

Mother's affliction spurted from under her tail too! Kira was about to turn

around and see if the strange ooze came out of her as well, but before she

could do so her mother's tongue rolled forth, touching Lashan's red monster

much to everyone's surprise and shock. The male yelped and whimpered, Kira's

eyes widened in surprise, and mother just closed her eyes, purring as heartily

as ever while her tongue slowly smothered the crimson beast with its warm,

fleshy embrace.

She touched it. Her mother touched brother when his male

problem became a fat, throbbing monstrosity. And she didn't do it with her nose

or with a paw. She coiled half of her tongue around it!

Kira would have been disgusted if everything didn't happen

so quickly. Lashan's cries came and went in a blur. Mother kept purring, and

wet sounds squirted on and on.

The little female growled out her distress. Her emotions

became a churning mess inside her tightening belly, and mother, her dear,

caring mother was sliding in the wrong direction, dragging her brother's

problem into her own maw rather than spitting it out.

It made no sense to Kira why she was doing this until she

glimpsed her teeth. They were big, sharp, and dangerous to anything softer than

a paw. Coiled around like a protective shell, her tongue allowed Mother to

safely take the male into the comfort of her maw.

But why? Kira still failed to understand the reason for this

gross and unneeded action. She blinked a few times, wondering if she wasn't

caught up in some strange dream, because it really felt like one.

Then, her brother's yowl broke loose, so strong and raw that

Kira's senses flared brighter than a bonfire. Her sight became sharp. Her

nostrils flared, her ears jolted awake, and without even wanting to do so, Kira

took a very deep breath. The scents that entered her throat were strong, they

made her head feel strange. Heat ignited inside her body. She pushed her claws

out to steady herself, and continued looking at how mother treated brother's

problem. She took half of his malehood inside. Wet sounds emerged from the

depths of her maw. Her cheeks were slowly shifting, working alongside her

tongue to flare brother's cries a pitch higher.

It was so strange. Gross, and weird how she added her own

humming growl to brother's crying song. Lashan was so restless. He downright

clawed at the air, trembling and squirming until his mother slid a bit further

down along his engorged malehood.

Lashan froze. He forced his cries back into the depths of

his rumbling throat. His paws stiffened in their joints, trembling keeping

rather still, allowing mother to slither even closer towards his sheath. The

tip of her tongue went around the strange bulge growing at the base.

Then, she gripped it. Kira's throat tensed, while her

brother managed a strange choking cry. In a heartbeat, the dragoness embraced

the bulge with her muscular tongue, then pushed her snout forward, slamming her

nose straight into brother's fuzzy ballsack. She ate him. Mother took the

entirety of her son's malehood inside her maw!

And Lashan cried out louder than he ever did in his entire

life. His whole body quaked with the might of an unseen threat. Kira got rather

scared, seeing him tremble as if a wild beast was trying to claw itself out of

his belly. His front paws clutched at mother's serpentine neck, while his hind

ones slid towards each other, crossing above the female's flaring nostrils.

Lashan whipped his tail about. His body jerked quicker and

stronger, and in the blink of an eye ivory sludge burst between mother's teeth.

The liquid was so sticky and gross. It dribbled slowly along mother's squirming

lips, forming thick bridges before it finally clung to Lashan's belly.

Kira wanted to be disgusted. Her belly churned with

revulsion, but also with the tingling sensation that accompanied any important

discovery. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't take her eyes off the

spectacle happening before her very eyes. Mother was licking and suckling onto

the whole length of her son's member, and the hatchling liked it, or hated it,

or maybe both.

He was so vocal about his predicament. His cries made the

whole cave ring with savage might, only to subside moments after and descend

into muffled moans. Kira couldn't figure her brother out. She tried her best,

yet his trembling paws and his clattering jaws all pointed towards the great

strain traveling through his body. He was desperately trying to push something

out of him, but why? And most importantly, what?

Strings of milky fluid continued to dribble down mother's

maw. She had no restraints about caring for her son. With her maw firmly pushed

against the hatchling's belly, she was determined to care for him to the best

of her ability.

Kira noticed how her tongue pulled onto Lashan's member, how

he tensed before a fresh wave of goo splattered on his belly, and how eager he

was to push out more. His furred balls jolted towards his member with every

sudden jerk of his limbs, and his tailhole quaked with the same restless might,

the wrinkled folds of his pucker spasming in and out, drawing out the throbs

that rushed along the male's body.

With fear in her heart, Kira realized what was happening.

Her brother was relieving himself in mother's mouth. He wasn't peeing; pee

didn't look so white and sticky. He was just gushing out startling amounts of

this fresh fluid inside Mother's maw with no regards about her comfort.

The revelation made Kira slightly angry. How could brother

be so selfish? He not only stained his beautiful fur, but filled his mother's

maw with ridiculous amounts of gross, sticky goo.

And the dragoness still cared not for one bit about this,

not even when her lower jaw was completely covered with Lashan's strange

affliction. Her whole maw overflowed with his essence. And she kept pumping

around his malehood, kept tucking him in, kept licking and swallowing with

audible gulps while her son writhed and moaned. Lashan made so many funny

faces. In one moment he was staring up with his beady, innocent eyes, and in

the next he was snarling, growling, or roaring. There was no sense to his

actions, no explanations for his behavior. Instead of standing still and protect

his most sensitive parts from mother's sharp teeth, Lashan was grabbing around

her neck, licking whatever strands of fur he could, or just snarling and biting

at bare air.

Mother kept him inside for as long as he needed to calm

down. When his paws became still, and his wings stopped their furious flurry,

she opened her maw a bit wider.

Kira grimaced when globs of sticky goo fell between her

glistening teeth from the pool dwelling inside her mouth. Brother's member fell

onto his dirty belly, covered in the same sticky fluid. No, it was even worse

than that. Strings of fresh liquid still oozed from his tip, a consequence to

the gentle spasms that still held his member wrapped inside their vice grip.

Mother slurped down the remains from her maw and licked his

belly clean. The stubborn fluid slung onto the fur with unmatched persistence.

The dragoness moved towards the member. She slid gently around it, careful not

to provoke any discomfort to her son.

"Please..." Lashan whimpered, struggling to stretch his head.

Mother's tongue kept him fettered in place. Only when she licked him clean,

Lashan found the strength to push himself on his side.

Kira looked at her paws. She couldn't bear staring into her

brother's eyes after what he did.

"Please don't tell father. I..."

"It's not your fault," mother's soothing voice came,

followed by the wet sounds of her tongue. "You had a fire within your belly,

and I helped you with it. It's the least a mother can do for her hatchlings.

Help them, whenever they might require aid."

Like she helped when she remained alone with Lashan, or when

he refused to explain the nature of this sickness. Kira tensed on her paws. She

preferred to leave instead of making a scene, but something kept her feet glued

to the ground. Maybe it was the strange smell of brother's sickness, or her

mother's affectionate purring.

"Kira..."

The little female snarled. Even her breath reeked of that

pungent essence. How could she even talk, after she swallowed all of that?

"You-you're...you..." the young female bit back her words when

she saw how dirty mother's snout still was.

"Yes, I am slightly messy. Give me a moment please."

Mother rolled her tongue around, again and again, yet the

sight of that sticky fluid spreading all over her fur made Kira's stomach twist

with a sudden spasm.

"Grrawwwrrrr..." Kira brought a wing around her head to cover

away the grisly sight.

"My love, I had to-"

She recoiled away when her mother touched her feathers.

"Stay away. Or clean yourself. I can't even look at you with that...that thing

falling from your mouth."

"Sister, please. It's not-"

"Raaaarrrr!" Kira snarled, fixing her eyes on her helpless

brother, forcing both dragons back. "It's your fault! You put your male thing

into mother's mouth, then...then you peed inside her!"

"It's not...pee...Kira, I-"

She clamped her jaws at him. "You peed! Our mother is dirty

and foul, just because you couldn't keep your male thing inside!"

"This is a natural reaction. No male could hold himself back

after-"

Kira flared her wings, silencing her mother's pitiful

explanation. "I don't know what happened. I don't want any of you to tell me.

It's too late. Maybe if you both didn't decide to push me away earlier, I could

have helped!"

"You don't know how, daughter. There are still many things

you need to learn."

"Like how to drink white pee?" Kira shot back with a

vengeful growl, staring down her mother with squinted emerald eyes.

The big dragoness remained wordless at the comeback,

allowing Kira to continue her merciless assault. "I'm smaller than you, and

stupid, and weak, but I know what my tongue is for. I never thought about

touching brother there, and you...you took him...took him in your mouth, with

your...your tongue. How could you, Mother? Why?!"

Lashan winced. Conflicts never agreed with him. His paws

started trembling all over again. Mother immediately lowered her head to

comfort her hatchling with warm licks, but Kira didn't care. All she saw were

the white patches that still stained his body, and the glistening member that

stubbornly remained outside to taunt her with its ruddy persistence.

She couldn't bear to look upon that thing any longer. Kira

whirled on her feet and dashed towards her nesting room. It was so tranquil in

there. So quiet. Finally, she could enjoy a few moments of peace without

mother's suckling maw or brother's relentless cries. Why did she do that? Why?

What reason compelled her to do something so gross, so disgusting?

Kira lifted her wing. She raised her hind leg too, then

hovered above her privates. What she saw there made her heart leap in her

chest.

A damp sheen stretched along her slit. Her fur was clumped

and spiky, just like her Brother's was before Mother took him inside. She

approached her nose tentatively. A rush of overly sweet fragrance entered her

nostrils with the next breath she took. Kira shook her head. No. She wasn't

sick. She couldn't be!

She placed her head onto the cold stone and sailed along the

sea of thoughts rushing through her mind. Mother was furious with her. Brother

was angry too. She disappointed them. Insulted her beloved family. Made fun of

her mother for trying to help her child.

Suddenly, Kira felt horrible for what she said. Not even

Brother's strange pee could be more vile than her words.

With a miserable whimper, Kira closed her eyes. Right now,

she just wanted to forget about the sickness and everything related to it.

She managed to sleep for a little bit. Coldness woke her up.

Without a warm body to snuggle against, the stone drained all of her warmth.

Kira lazily got onto her fours to stretch. Her joints popped, and she gave a

satisfied growl after she flapped her wings a couple of times. She hated the

stiffness a lot more than a bit of coldness.

Kira went around her home. She found mother in the same

chamber. She hasn't even moved from her spot, still cuddling Lashan under a

wing and a tail.

The young female stared from afar. Envy crept into her heart

when the rumbling purrs made their way to her drooping ears. She wanted to go

there. Sneak under mother's wing, then bury herself into her belly. The inside

of her right flank was Kira's favorite sleeping spot. It was so warm there, and

when mother coiled her tail around, Kira felt safer than ever.

She took a tentative step forward. Her paw touched the cold

stone. Another step followed. It was easy. Just a few more steps like this one,

and everything would be the same again.

Mother's bushy tail shifted.

Kira immediately jumped back. She heard. She smelled her!

Kira ran. A growl rumbled behind her, followed by a string

of words. She ignored them all. The only goal she had right now was to get as

far away from her mother as possible.

And she succeeded. The treasure room provided the best

hiding place in the whole cave. It was easy for a hatchling to climb onto the

piles and hide behind them. Kira chose the farthest. She knew Lashan was too

lazy to search for her. Mother was even less inclined to do so. She was too

busy grooming her favorite son.

"No," Kira flipped a fore paw and started to lick her dusty

pads. Her own tongue felt rather good. She forgot how nice it was to groom

herself when her family did it for her.

She also realized how stupid she was for subduing herself to

their whims. None of them knew her as intimately as she did. Kira proved

herself that by sneaking her tongue between her toes, just like mother did, but

much slower. She trembled with delight at the warm tickling sensation that

enveloped her body. On one way, she wanted to stop, but at the same time the

thrill of battling her own instincts kept her going.

She licked her paw a couple of times, then turned upon her

other one. Her tongue rushed out of her maw. Kira hesitated. Her pads looked

almost the same as her brother's. A sense of longing rushed along her spine.

She missed him. She missed all of her family.

"They're not bad. I am," Kira dashed a quick lick along her

soft pads. "Too stupid for my own good. I should have been patient with mother.

I should have been kind to my brother. Instead, I..."

She let out a soft growl and continued grooming her paw.

Thoughts slowly vanished from her mind. The pleasure of that moistened warmth

made her joints loosen and her flesh lose some of its rigidity. Without pesky

worries nagging at her mind, Kira enjoyed the grooming a lot more. Her hind

paws were even more sensitive to the touch of her tongue, and she growled,

whimpered, and nibbled her claws in order to motivate herself to finish.

Once she tidied her tail, Kira stared at her slit. That tiny

crevice was the last part she needed to clean. Her tongue played along her

muzzle. This was such an easy task. Why was she delaying? Was it more difficult

to run her tongue in a straight line along an area she knew so well, rather

than hunting dangerous prey?

She shook her head and pushed her snout into it. As soon as

she did that, her squelching folds parted in her wake. Kira found her nose

delving inside the fleshy shelter. She instinctively stuck out her tongue, but

instead of fur she met soft, sensitive flesh that was too eager to be tickled.

"Graaaaarr!" she jerked her head back, whipping her snout

from side to side in a failed attempt to get rid of the heated slime that clung

onto her nose. It tickled, stimulating her instinct to lick. Kira dashed her

tongue along her muzzle to taste and swallow the hot goo. It had an overly

sweet that made her heart thump in her chest.

She knew this taste well, for she sampled it before, on

mother's pink, swollen lips.

Kira pawed at her head. She pawed once, twice, thrice, as

many times as it took to rid herself of that accursed scent.

It didn't help. Her tongue might have taken upon the taste

of fur and metal, but her rift still oozed the same clear substance that

started all of this mess.

"I got it," Kira collapsed on her side. "I'm sick too...Mother

gave it to me. Or maybe Brother. It doesn't matter now, does it? Mother is

caring for Lashan, and I'm...I'm..."

A saddened whine left her maw.

"I'm all alone..."

END COMMENTS

Wasn't she adorable? Kira's innocence is something to

behold. She's just so tiny, feathery, and adorable that you can't help but love

her when she gets all worked up when curiosity pokes at her inquisitive mind!

She saw just the tip of the iceberg where sexual education is concerned, but

worry not. She will get more answers in the following installment! For now, it

was time for Lashan to take the spotlight. The little male had a burden of his

own to release, and oh my, what a hefty load that was! I'm sure his mother

enjoyed the tasty treat, even if Kira would never agree with that :P

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