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Gertrude broke her sudden kiss with her 16 year-old son, but stayed pressed up against him.

The stoat was blushing, scared and erect from what just happened.

And of course, Gerti felt it. She rubbed his pants as she whispered, "I know this is sudden... But I want to make it up to you... For everything I've said or done and..." She sobbed as she held him, "No male ever touches me, no one ever wants to be with me, because I've kept them away, it was never your fault." She cried as she kept apologizing to her only child.

Walter sat there still shocked, still erect as his mother cried on his shoulder. He did the only thing he could think of. He returned the kiss.

It seemed to work.

Gerti pushed back on the kiss then it just declined from there.

Soon mother and son were nude with Walter on top thrusting forcefully in and out of the woman who gave birth to him and raised him on her own.

Gertrude moaned for her son as he mated with her; he was young, inexperienced but he was eager to please... Just like his father and that was what she really wanted. She loved her son, but she also loved her brother.

When Walter came, Gerti held him against her so he'd shoot inside her as his heart raced.

The 16 year-old laid his head between her breasts as he recovered.

She giggled, "Our family is fucked up... But hey, we're royalty so I guess we do whatever we want." She rolled her boy onto his back then straddled his chest. She placed her hindquarters in his face while she took her son's cock into her mouth.

The teenager moaned as his mother overstimulated him. He returned the favor and he lapped at her pussy, tasting the mess he'd left inside her. He didn't know his stuff would be so salty, nor that his mother's would be the first pussy he'd get to taste.

The two stoats kept up their incestuous affair as the night dragged on.

She had her son take her on all fours like their ancestors; she rode him as he laid flat; he'd climaxed three more times for her showing his inexhaustible resources and her own repressed sexual energy from these past years of denying herself the simplest pleasures.

They were still making love when she realized they weren't alone. She allowed her boy to bust another load in her before she whispered, "We have an audience."

He barely registered her statement before she dismounted him.

She yanked their intruder inside before she could make her get away.

It was Lydia. The ferretess had snuck out bed in an attempt to get Walter alone when she'd happened upon them having sex. Again she'd stayed to listen and fantasize herself in the other female's place, with the simple mistake of fingering herself while she listened.

Gertrude sniffed the girl's paw, noticed her nightgown was raised and that she wore no underwear beneath. The stoatess grinned, "You've the hots for my son don't you?"

Lydia gulped and nodded while she could see Walter there, naked, still erect and looking at her.

Gertrude giggled as she climbed off the 14 year-old, "Well, you're here right now and I'm not one to be greedy." She gestured to her boy, her handsome boy, "Have at him."

It took Lydia a second to think before she pulled off her gown, exposing her young body to Walter before she crawled over to him.

Walt sat there stunned before the ferretess kissed him. She was as forceful as his mother had been, it made him wonder if all females were like this, or just the girls in his family.

Lydia looked at his cock standing up for her, it made her feel pretty. She held him and felt the stickiness of his cum and Gertrude's mingled in his flesh, in his shaggy fur around the base of his shaft.

Gertrude watched and also kept an ear up in case her parents came looking for her.

Lydia rubbed her virgin slit against Walter then she sucked air through her teeth as she let him in her.

Walter felt her hymen and realized he would be her first. He looked aside to his mother.

Gertrude gestured for him to hold his lady's hips to guide her.

Walt did. He took Lydia by her smooth, feminine hips then he pulled her firmly down on him.

She bit her lower lip once her virgin seal gave way to him. She felt tears from the pain, but then he was stretching her young vulva. The ferretess purred; this felt nicer than she thought it would have.

Walter waited then he took over, raising her gently off of him, then pulling her back down as his back would arch each time.

Lydia's short brown hair danced around her lovely face as she took her cousin's cock.

Gertrude watched them, proud to see her son having his first real experience with someone closer to his age. She felt she had to say something, though. "Walter... Remember, you cannot finish in her, not if you don't want to have babies."

The stoat gulped and the ferret blushed. She had wanted him, but she was still going to school, she wouldn't have time for babies.

Walter felt her worry, "You wanna try something else?"

Lydia smiled, "Sure." She wanted this, but she wasn't ready to be a mom. She climbed off.

Gertrude helped the girl, "Put him in your mouth."

Lydia tilted her head, "In my mouth?

The stoatess nodded, "A lot of males love it when you do that for them, just be careful when he shoots... Some girls don't like the taste."

Lydia looked at his cock, still waiting for her. She held it then did as Gertrude had told her.

Gertrude crept outside to give them privacy, also because she had to relieve herself.

...

Night passed and the next morning was upon everyone.

In Javin's cottage, Peter woke to find that pretty snake he'd had was now missing.

Farrah had left while he slept and gone to her master's bed.

There she was on all fours being bred by her chief.

Javin bit his servant's neck as he mated her, scratched her sides while she bended for him and hissing every time she clamped down on his dual cocks.

Peter blushed, knowing he shouldn't be watching the generous chief. He left before anyone could catch him.

Javin had tasted the air though, he knew Peter was there. The snake bit harder on his servant's shoulder as he sowed his seeds in her.

The serpents rested then while the chief whispered to his female, "Farrah... You've been a most pleasant servant for these months that I've known you..."

She rolled to look at him as he spoke.

Javin kissed her, allowing his hood to expand, to show how happy he was with her. When he broke the kiss, "I don't want you for my servant anymore..."

Her eyes widened when he'd said that.

He licked her beautiful light green scales which deeply contrasted his dark brown and black, "I want you for my wife, Farrah."

Two seconds followed before she madly kissed her chief then whispered "Thank you, I love you, my chief." to him in their language. And that kiss led the snakes into another lovemaking session, now with more purpose, more intent to start breeding heirs for her chief.

Javin had had his chance to be a father, several chances, in his old country, when he lived with Kali and he cared for her and Maureen's sons. Now he would have his own sons and daughters to love and raise.

...

A guard escorted Peter back to his father's house.

He went in to find the family enjoying a breakfast of eggs and potatoes with some flatbreads. He had to think for a moment, "You don't think it's creepy eating eggs when we live with birds?"

Alice giggled, "I thought the same thing, Peter... Apparently, they don't mind it since these are from smaller non-speaking birds. They eat 'em too."

Irving wiped his mouth when he was done, "That is some delicious cannibalism, though."

Maureen had prepared a spot for him, "Come on sit down, you look hungry."

Peter smiled, "Thanks, Maurie."

She giggled, "Aw, you're calling me that too."

He sat next to her as Alice served him some breakfast, "Well yeah, I heard your friend, the red one, what's her name again? She called you Maurie... I think it's cute."

Maureen tickled his muzzle, "Ruby is a cardinal and you're right, Maurie is a cute name. Maybe I can start calling you Petey while you're here?" She winked.

He didn't like that, "A name like that makes it sound like I go pee all the time."

She shrugged, "Yeah, I guess you're right. Go ahead, eat. It's an off day so our friends don't have classes or training today. You can come with us to..." she whispered, "our pond."

Peter liked that, "I would like that." So he ate his breakfast with the memory of his experiences from his last night with her still fresh in his mind.

...

Lydia had crept back into her bed by the time her father was just waking up. He was always an early riser.

Frederic heard her jump back into bed and he chuckled that she'd think he wouldn't notice. He felt almost tempted to go over and sniff her, but judging from how she'd been looking at her cousin, he didn't have to guess.

He looked at his wife and she was sleeping peacefully. He figured he'd let her sleep in before they all continued on their way to Volaria.

...

Outside, Gertrude was still at it with Walter, riding his young cock and enjoying their new dynamic relationship they had now. The two stoats gasped in union as he came inside his mother once again and she swapped kisses with him while she let her child potentially make another inside her.

She moved off of her boy and the exhausted teenager gasped when she finally gave him a break.

"I have to pee..." Walter said to her.

Gertrude giggled, "You're not five years old, Wally. You don't have to tell me."

He kissed his mom again before getting out to relieve himself.

...

A short moment after that, the whole Fuchs family had gotten up.

Gertrude was complaining again, "Ugh... We all smell of the outdoors now... I need a bath."

Fritz rolled his eyes, "Well... I wasn't going to say it, but there is a pond nearby."

Gertrude looked up, "Really?"

The chubby stoat groaned, "Yeah... My old friend who used to live here, he'd once shown me. It's not very far, we'll just have to walk a little ways west of here."

Frederic questioned him, "Another detour, Brother?"

Fritz whispered, "Anything to cease her incessant whining, Freddy."

...

Meanwhile, Peter had followed Maureen and the rest of her friends back out to that pond where he'd first embarrassed himself in front of them. He hadn't seen all of them since then.

Maureen held his paw and Iomer's.

The pine marten winked to the ferret and Peter blushed. He guessed Iomer already knew what had happened between him and Maureen.

...

Gertrude gaped at the big pond they'd come to. She gasped "My, this is big." She looked up, "And such a beautiful day." She'd already begun to peel off her clothes, "Clementine, Lydia, care to join me?"

The ferretess and her daughter both watched the stoat as she stripped down then stepped lightly into the water.

Lydia was up for it, "Come on, Mom!" She ran after her aunt, slipping out of her gown before joining the stoatess.

Clementine wasn't so comfortable about bathing with other women.

Fred held her, "Go on, darling. Have a little bonding time, eh?"

That convinced her somewhat, "Alright..." but the ferretess until she was already at the edge of the water before undressing herself then joining her sister-in-law and daughter.

Fred pointedly stopped George before he could follow, "No, no! Naughty boy, you don't get to go swimming with the girls, not until you're older."

George pouted, "Aw..."

Fritz led his brother and nephews away, "Come on, we'll let the girls have their privacy."

Walter looked back though in time to see his mom plant a kiss on his Aunt Clementine.

Clem blushed especially after being practically assaulted by the older female.

Gertrude, even after laying with her son the previous night, had found herself more attracted to the females in the family.

Clem relented to the kiss, finding Gerti to be a more aggressive kisser then even her own husband.

Lydia giggled as she sat in the water and watched them kissing.

The stoat winked at her niece before sweeping the mother ferret into her arms then sinking into the water with her.

At the edge of the clearing, the village teens had made it to their pond hangout to find three strange jills bathing in it.

Maureen, Iomer and Peter were equally aroused and surprised to find more weasels in the forest.

Their avian friends were just surprised.

Justin remarked, "Is our pond just not as secret as we thought?"

Ruby blushed as she watched the two older women kissing, "I guess not."

Lydia was still giggling before she noticed the people. She covered her adolescent breasts then shrieked.

Both mothers broke their embrace and saw the teenagers looking at them.

Clementine screamed at being seen while Gertrude got in front of them, "What are you bunch of kids doing out here?"

Frederic had run back the instant he heard his wife and daughter screaming. He saw the kids, "What is going on?" He clinched his fists at the three weasels he saw standing with the birds.

Fritz, Walter and George were right behind him.

Iomer threw his paws up, "We mean no harm... Honest!"

The stoat growled, "If that's true then you'll not approach those women if you'd like your throat intact!"

The teenaged pine marten got on his knees and directed the rest of friends to do so.

Fritz looked at this bunch of young people. He saw a blue jay standing with them, "Justin! Is that you?"

The teenager looked up when he heard his name, "Why do you know my name?"

Gertrude looked at the blue jay, then back to her uncle as the chubby stoat came down the hill.

Fritz pushed by Fred as he got closer, "My... You do look like someone I know... By chance... Is your father named Justin, sir?"

Feroz had gotten up to defend his friends but Justin stopped him, "Yes, Mister... Did you know him?"

Fritz brushed his mustache, "I did... He lived with me for a while when he'd been exiled from your village."

Gertrude called from the water, "This is all fine and dandy, but we're still naked here, Fritz!"

The stoat grumbled before looking to Walter, "Fetch your mother, aunt and cousin their clothes."

...

The Fuchses and the teens had time to talk after the females had dressed.

Fritz spoke with Justin Jr, "Is your father still well? I haven't heard word from in a while."

Justin found it strange to be talking to this old stoat, "My dad is fine. He's at home with my mother. You said my dad was in exile?"

The chubby ambassador nodded, "Yes, your old chief had thrown your father from the village for disagreeing with the sexual trade."

This was news for him, "He seems fine about it now. Both him and Mom team up a lot on clientele."

Fritz smiled a toothy smile, "I am happy to hear that."

Walter and Lydia each introduced themselves to all the other teens.

Maureen noticed both had the same green eyes as herself and Peter. She curtsied to them, "I'm Maureen, I'm gonna take a shot in the dark and guess you are Fuchses?"

Walter nodded, "Yes, uh, Maureen..."

She grinned and pointed to herself and Peter, "I'm a Fuchs too. My dad is Irving Fuchs, his too, isn't that right Peter?"

The ferret nodded, "Yes, very true."

Walter blinked, "Irving is my dad..."

Lydia added, "And mine too."

Maureen squealed, "Then you're our brother and sister." She grabbed Ruby who was standing with them just looking confused, "Ruby, look. My little family just got bigger!"

The cardinal blushed, "Yeah... Now I'm not the only one here with three siblings." She laughed nervously, not used to being around so many new people.

Frey was more eager. The young teen introduced himself, "I'm Frey! The scaredy egg is my big sister, Ruby."

Walter laughed, "Well, it is nice meeting you, Frey."

Lydia was more on Ruby's side. She didn't like so many people, she didn't like that she suddenly had a new brother and sister, and she didn't like how that otter was looking at Walter.

Frederic approached her, "Excuse me, young lady, um... I guess then that makes me your uncle but, did you say your name was Maureen?"

She smiled at the handsome stoat with the short ponytail, "Yes... I was named after-"

"The Maureen who first came to your village?" He held her shoulders as he got on his knees before her. "Then, she is gone..."

She sensed that he was sad, "Yes, she died before I was born. But my mom and dad loved her so much they wanted to keep her memory alive."

Iomer kneeled by Maureen, "She was my mom."

Frederic looked at the boy and he reminded him very much of his Maureen but also of him, Caleb... He touched the teenager, "What is your name?"

Iomer was uncomfortable with this as well, "I'm Iomer."

Fred laughed, "After your grandfather... I knew him for a while. He was a good man, better than I was..." He sniffed, "I'm sorry... I, I'm Frederic."

Maureen recoiled after hearing his name.

He'd expected that kind of reaction.

Iomer stayed where he was, "Then, you're the Frederic who killed my father? Who raped my mother?"

Fred sobbed, "Yes... And I'm sorry. There are nights I wake up hating myself for what I did to your mother... She was the first one to ever see me for me and not as a prince... I loved her, then I hurt her and I drove her away and if you will hate me... Then I deserve it... My brother was right, I did need this." He broke down in front of them making everyone present uncomfortable now.

Fritz came forward, along with Clementine. Both threw their arms around the hurting prince as so much regret poured out of him. Lydia also fell down at her stepfather's to hold him.

While they comforted him, Gertrude approached the teens, "If all this is true, then surely you children can take me to my brother?"

Maureen blushed, "Sure, we only came in yesterday with one outsider, I'm sure they won't mind us bringing in more people."

Justin interceded, "You'll have to meet Javin, he's our chief now and he is supposed to meet with all our visitors so he knows you all have good intentions."

Fritz stood as his troubled brother wept in his wife, daughter and son's arms. The chubby stoat addressed the young blue jay, "If we must meet your chief, then so be it. We've come this far and I am dying to see my son again."

...

The people all stopped to look as this bunch of village youths came in with this bunch of very well-dressed strangers.

Those in the know recognized them as the royal family.

Kali and Justin were both outside their home when they saw this group following their kids.

Kali had her knife out before Justin stopped her when he saw his old master, "Fritz Fuchs, you fat old queer! Finally decided to bring yourself down to our level, huh?" He walked briskly up to his master and hugged him.

Fritz brightened up considerably, "Oh, Justin, my favorite man pussy!" He blatantly groped the bird in public making some parents gasp as they covered their children's eyes, while some of the women threw catcalls at their display.

Justin saw Fred, "Frederic, even more of a surprise seeing you..."

Frederic remembered Justin from the times he had visited when the bird served as his brother's private pet. He petted the bird the same as he'd done in the past, "It is nice to be out of that dusty old embassy for change, Justin."

The blue jay laughed, "What's this? I never hear more than three words from you during my pet-ship, now you're as vocal as an old hen to her rooster."

Kali plucked one of his tail feathers, "This old hen can still bowl them over, dear."

Orion came up when he saw his two oldest kids with the strangers. He saw Justin was getting along with them, so he figured he could trust them to, "Greetings, visitors to our village. You are clearly familiar with my friend, but I'm Orion and these are my kids you've got hiding behind you."

Ruby peeked out from behind Fritz with Frey holding her hand, "Dad... We were scared you'd be mad about bringing in more strangers."

The cardinal calmed his daughter's worries, "We are going to have a talk about you and your brother wandering from the village so often, but you know Volaria is open to all strangers."

Gertrude listened while she looked around for any sign of her little brother.

The crowd dispersed then as Javin made his appearance. The king cobra walked with the gait of a snake in charge, one who commanded a lot of respect from the people. The cobra extended his arms in greeting to them, "Greetings, Visitors! I am Chief Javin of this quaint village of ours. We are honored to have the Fuchs family pay a visit to our humble town."

Fritz and Fred stepped forward as co-leaders of the group.

Fritz bowed to the snake, "The honor is all ours, Javin."

...

The Fuchses were shown into Javin's cottage where the cobra took his seat at his throne and his faithful mate, Farrah came out followed by two new servants he had appointed to make her job easier since she would soon be his wife.

The Fuchs family took their seats as directed while the servants poured berry wine for the Fuchs men and women.

Fritz kindly thanked the grackle female who poured his drink.

Fred accepted as well the drink.

Clementine accepted, then Gertrude and Walter was still considered a minor so he only got to have a non-alcoholic cordial with his cousins.

Javin waited until everyone was served before he accepted a drink from his wife, affectionately kissing her as she took her seat next to him.

Javin cleared his throat before speaking, "Now, it is an unexpected honor to have a family as famous as yours visit us. That being said, it is my duty as chief to question your motives for coming. Everyone who comes to us, they are workers, sailors, ladies and even clergymen have gone through our town. But rarely does anyone of your wealth and stature even bother to look our way, so I must know, why have you come to our village?"

Gertrude spoke, "The trip was my idea... I just want to see Irving, I just want to see my brother again."

Javin nodded, "Yes, Irving Fuchs, he has lived with us for many years. He is a very humble fellow, you wouldn't even guess he came from royalty."

Fritz smiled, "That is good. Irving was always a smart one, even when he did let his penis do the thinking for him, but hmm! Like father, like son." The stoat laughed.

...

Irving had been asleep at home when his daughter came home. The stoat popped a joint in his neck after she shook him awake, "What is it, Maurie?"

The otteress stood there with Peter, an excited expression on her face as she exclaimed, "Dad, you're not gonna believe who's just dropped in."

He still didn't believe it, even as he hurried to the chief's cottage to confirm it himself. A guard stopped him, then let him in after the grackle female said he could enter.

The stoat hurried inside then stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he saw his whole family.

Fritz turned, "Irving..."

The stoat didn't know what to say. His family was here in Volaria.

Gertrude ran right over and she hugged him tightly. She shed a tear as she held him at last, "Oh... I've never been so happy. I've missed you, Little Brother."

Irving stood stock still as she let him go then a tall stoat who looked like his own mirror image was there.

Gertrude gently pushed the teenager toward his father, "Irving, this is our son, Walter."

The 16 year-old was at a loss for words, he had never seen his father. He forced a smile, "Hello..."

Irving smiled, "You even sound like me." He turned then there was Frederic with Clementine and their kids.

Fred smiled more genuinely, "My favorite nephew... You've grown strong, I see."

Irving had a more serious expression now, "I have... I'm even surprised you would show up."

Fred laughed nervously, "I know... Your father and my wife both made me... And I'm glad they did. There's been some bad blood between us."

Irving shrugged, "I always looked up to you, but then I met Maureen. She told us everything, from when you met to..."

Fred nodded, "Until I drove her from her home... I know... I hate myself for what I did, and I hate my brother even more for giving me special treatment and letting the people deface that man's grave... I never wanted anyone to be hurt... I should have let her be happy then move on."

His wife held him, "I'm sure you remember me, Irvy." She stuck her tongue at him playfully, "Unless you'd need me on knees in a storage closet first."

Irving did remember, "Of course, Clementine, I heard about you in letters Fritz sent. So... You were able to tame Fred."

She nuzzled her husband, "I'd say I'm still taming him. Lydia... Would you like to meet your father?"

The small ferret was hesitant, but she remembered her manners and she curtsied for the stoat, though she'd never call him father. She already had a great father in Frederic.

Javin spoke as he watched the family unite before him, "This is very good. It is always nice to see families come together to settle differences."

The cobra stood before he made his announcement, "You've all made your intentions clear. Just a little, good old family reunion, what could be more innocent? And any friends to our village are granted unlimited visa, so you may stay as long as you wish."

Fritz nodded, "I would love that, but my offices still need me and big brother would be upset if I weren't up there ambassador-ing my ass off for him."

Frederic shrugged, "I have no more interest in Heinrich's circle. If he wants to run us ragged, that's his deal but, I think I would rather settle here with my family."

Clementine kissed him, "Whatever decision you make, I'm always behind you dear."

Gertrude held hands with her brother, "And I was wondering, if it won't be a problem... Could I come stay with you, Irving?"

The stoat scratched his neck nervously, "I don't know about that... Maureen might have glommed on to you all, but I know Alice has some mixed feelings about our side of the family."

Gertrude kissed him on the muzzle, "Please... I want the life you have, Irving. I want this peace away from Dad and all of his rules. I'm an adult and he still treats me like a little girl, he won't even acknowledge his grandson, but Dietrich gets all the attention because he's the good sibling."

Irving nodded, "That's how Dad has always been... You know he was just looking for any reason to get rid of me. When you got my cub, that was good enough for him to cart me off to live with Fritz."

Gertrude kissed him again, "He can go fuck himself."

...

And meanwhile, in a dark old house at the farthest edge of the village, a large predatory bird grunted as he thrust into a random female he'd taken off of the street.

"Oh, bitch! God you're so fuckin' tight!" The middle-aged eagle grunted as he bred a crow on her hands and knees.

Feroz came home to the already familiar sights and sounds of his father wasting his infertile seed in another female.

Nestor barely acknowledged his son as he unloaded inside the small female. His scarred back still burned him but for the eagle it somehow added to his pleasure when he mated nowadays. His punishment had not ended with lashings... As an extra punishment he'd also been made to take a medicine that would render his seed useless, but for the eagle that was only a minor loss... It only meant now he could fuck as often as he wished.

Feroz walked by his father, looking at his father's still fairly impressive abs as the eagle found a second wind and started breeding the crow again. The son didn't like how his father had turned out in the years since he'd lost his throne and the respect of his village, but Feroz still loved him, he had to, he was the only father he would ever have after all. The mute eagle started preparing a meal for himself and his crippled father.

Nestor erupted a second time in the crow by the time his son had finished cutting up vegetables to cook with the meats they'd bought from a traveling salesman.

Nestor unceremoniously let the crow go, hastily paying her for her services before he limped over to his son.

Feroz grunted when his old man hugged him while still naked.

Nestor play-wrestled with his son, "Feroz, I heard a big commotion outside earlier, do you know what is going on out there?"

The young eagle sighed. He found his pad of paper and his charcoal quill then he wrote down some words before passing the note to his father.

Nestor read it, "Weasels... The Fuchses? They're here?"

Feroz nodded as he turned back to the food he was trying to cook.

Nestor turned away from his son as thoughts ran through the old schemer's mind... "The Fuchses are here... Interesting..."