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The Family Curse

“You sure you’re up for this Ari?” Amoreena asked, her hand on her man’s thigh. Ari was driving, wearing shorts and an old band shirt from one of the various concerts the two had gone to see.

“I mean, if I don’t help, then who else will?” Ari openly pondered, his thick Bostin accent smoothing out his vowels. “My parents are retired and can’t lift anything, so I’m the only one who can get the big furniture.”

“I know that you dork,” Amoreena squeezed Ari’s thigh, her hand barely able to grip her big strongman’s thick leg. “I mean we don’t have to clear out the house just yet. Your grandma’s stuff will still be there in another week if you want to take the time to grieve.”

“I mean, I wasn’t ever too close to my grandparents from that side of the family,” the big strongman answered, his tawny skin flexing as he gripped the steering wheel. “If anything, I’m more guilty for not knowin’ them better.”

“Well,” Amoreena started, a gentle smirk forming on her lips. “I’ll be there to help with the heavy lifting. You know me. I’m only a few pounds behind you on the lifts.”

“We’re not even close,” Ari smirked.

“Closer than any of the other girls at the gym,” Amoreena lifted her arm and flexed, the powerful toned muscle coming into relief as her own band shirt strained. The tomboy winked, her beany keeping her short brown hair close to her head as she showed off her muscles. “And if I can’t help you emotionally, I’ll support you physically. You won’t be having to lift on your own. I ain’t no daisy that wilts in the heat.”

“Oh, don’t I know it, Kitten,” Ari smirked. He glanced at her. Amoreena wore some denim shorts, her long, strong legs exposed. Her feat clad in her best running shoes to protect her feet from the heavy lifting. Her white skin was slightly tanned from the summer sun, but Amoreena didn’t like to tan much. Despite her constitution, she burned easy. Not like her dark skinned strongman.

“And don’t you forget it,” Amoreena gently slapped Ari’s thigh. “You sure you’re okay though? You’ve been pretty quiet.”

“Just a lot on my mind, nothing I can’t handle.”

“Well, don’t get all cagey about it,” Amoreena crossed her arms. “You’re talking to your wife, right? No secrets.”

“It ain’t no secret, I swear to you,” Ari took a moment. “I just…well…the whole thing with my grandma passing has kind of got me thinking. Ya know, about life and shit.”

“Go on?” Amoreena cocked a brow.

“Well, the one thing my grandparents really wanted was to see their great grandchildren, but they never got to see um. I mean, it makes sense, they were ancient, but still. I kind of feel like I let them down.”

“You didn’t let anyone down,” Amoreena shook her head. “We want kids, but we’re not running on someone else’s schedule for that. Hell, now that you’re getting some of that inheritance money, maybe we can afford to jumpstart the family we want.”

“Kind of a morbid answer there, Kitten,” Ari smirked, a bittersweet flavor in his mouth. “Though, you might be right. Now that we’re getting a nice infusion of cash, we might be able to really start the family we always wanted.”

“It’s what they would have wanted, right?” Amoreena’s hand came back to rest on Ari’s thigh.

“I guess so,” Ari’s lips pursed into a thin line. “I mean, I’m not sure. They always gave me mixed signals. They acted like they wanted me to have kids as soon as possible, but kept bringing up some nonsense like they was tryin’ to scare me or somethin’.”

“What kind of nonsense?” Amoreena cocked a brow.

“Well, they kept sayin’ the family was cursed or some shit. That if we don’t ‘consummate’ the marriage with a child that it’ll happen whether we want it to or not.”

“Ari, your family is fucking weird,” Amoreena shook her head.

“Yeah, you’re telling me! It was like some strange tactic to get me to have kids, but also scare me away from sex before marriage or something. It was weird.”

“No Ari, that’s bat-shit crazy,” Amoreena chuckled. “But we can totally move forward with the family thing once this is all over with. Besides, your grandparents cabin isn’t the place we would really want to be getting it on, is it? I mean, I’m all about haunted houses and stuff, but not when it’s someone I knew. That’s just strange.”

“So you wanted to fuck in that bed and breakfast while the ghosts of lions and ferrets watched, but my grandparent’s place is weird?”

“Would you want to have your grandparents witnessing that? I know we can be kinky, but even we can’t be that kinky.”

“Please babe, don’t kill any chances of sex this weekend.” Ari rolled his eyes. “I ain’t in the mood to blue balls it while we’re up north. The great outdoors usually gets you pumping. Besides, I think they left us the cabin in the will. That, or my parents are gunna have it. Either way, we’ll be able to take trips to the lake whenever we want.”

“I mean, sounds hot, but seriously Ari, can you fuck in the same room your grandparents did?”

“Babe!” Ari gaged and had to shake his head to dismiss the image. “Stop.”

“Sorry, but it’s just a thing. I couldn’t do it in my grandparent’s place. Given, they’re small town, white, and catholic. The Christian guilt would be enough to curb any nuptial bliss.”

“Can we please change the subject?”

“What? Wrinkly skin and liver spots killing your vibes?”

“Ugh, don’t make me kick you out of the car. I’ll make you walk the rest of the way.”

“And leave my feet all sore from that hike? You wouldn’t dare.”

“Like it would be a punishment for you, you love roughing it.”

“So long as I got a tent and a sleeping bag, I can deal with the rest. The Eagle Scouts had nothing on me.”

“Yeah, you basically ran your troop,” Ari shook his head, just happy that the conversation had shifted. “Too bad you couldn’t officially be part of the boy scouts.”

“Yeah, not after they found me fucking one of the other guys,” she pursed her lips and crossed her arms. “You’d think my dad would be happy that I could nail down an Eagle Scout, but he was more mad that I ruined his abstinence pledge. Did you know that’s a thing? I mean it’s not really a thing-thing, but some troops integrate Christian values too much.”

“Sounds boring,” Ari chuckled. “You know I nailed an Eagle Scout too back in the day.”

“Yeah, in college,” Amoreena smirked. “I liked that story a lot. Was that your friend you lived with?”

“Yeah,” Ari chuckled. “He was gay, I was straight, and he showed me that I was actually bi.”

“I mean, from the looks of your previous girlfriends, you’ve had a type.”

“For sure,” Ari smirked. “And you blow all of them out of the water.”

“Damn right I do,” she chuckled and squeezed Ari’s thigh. He flexed it and caused her fingers to push apart. “So, how do I blow them all out of the water?”

“Well, you blow better than anyone I’ve ever been with,” Ari chuckled.

“Fuck, really? Even better than the gay guy?”

Ari paused.

“You blow better than almost everyone I’ve ever been with—”

“Oh shut up!” Amoreena smacked Ari’s shoulder.

“What! The dude loved dick!”

“I love dick!” Amoreena puffed up her chest like she was trying to argue with someone at the gym.

“I think you ‘think’ you love dick. Have you heard gay guys talk about dick before?”

“Of course I have,” Amoreena shot back, but then she paused and deflated. “Okay, maybe I just like dick.”

“See!” Ari pointed at her. “You only like dick, but when you fucking LOVE dick, you just slob in a different way.”

“Can’t help that I love tacos too,” Amoreena shrugged.

“Yeah, is that why you fell in love with me?”

“What, you doing a racist Hispanic joke on yourself?”

“No, I thought you loved my tacos?” Ari play punched Amoreena’s shoulder.

“Oh!” Amoreena chuckled. “Yeah, you make bomb tacos.”

“The secret is the pickled red onions and radish slices,” Ari smirked before his eyes went wide. “Wait, you like ‘tacos’ so does that mean you’ve been with chicks before?”

“Did you honestly think I haven’t?” Amoreena’s brow was furrowed. “I’m sure we talk about it every time you’re drunk.”

“How drunk? Because I don’t remember. Have you slept with anyone I know?”

“Only like four or five people,” Amoreena started counting on her fingers. “Laura was my first female experience in college, and then Viv, Grace, and…Char?” Amoreena had to pause. “What was that girl’s name you were into in college that lived half way across campus?”

“Rita? You slept with Rita?!” Ari’s eyes went wide.

“Oh, we did a lot more than just sleep,” Amoreena chuckled.

Silence filled the car, the only sound the thrum of tires on the winding forest roads. Then there was the distinct sound of denim grinding.

“Am I hearing you get hard?” Amoreena asked.

“No…so what if I am?” Ari asked. “You can’t just put the mental image of my smoking wife doing stuff with the chick that I never nailed in college and expect me to stay soft, do ya?”

“She was amazing,” Amoreena had a light blush rolling over her cheeks, her arms gaining a dusting of color.

“You really got to say stuff like that? I mean, dang. I’m so jealous!”

“What? Am I not enough for you?” Amoreena joked.

“Doll face, honey, sweetie, the apple of my eye, my sun moon and stars, I married you and I love you, but don’t look me in the face and tell me she wasn’t hot.”

“You’re right,” Amoreena dropped the faux jealousy for something far more potent. “She was amazing. Just imagine that amber skin, toned from that butts-and-guts training she lead at the gym, and such a cute giggle when I played with her fuzzy peach.”

“Woman, you be testin’ me hard right now,” Ari had a cocky grin with his eyes set on the road.

“Testing? Who’s testing? I’m just letting you know about my one-night stand with your dream girl.”

“Hey,” Ari’s voice was playfully stern. “You’re my dream girl, and don’t you forget it.”

“Your fantasy girl then,” Amoreena smirked. “Ya know, she knew her way around a pussy. So talented.”

“Don’t make me pull this car over,” Ari huffed, puffing his chest up a bit.

“Oh, that’s the best part, we did it in the back of my truck, in the same spot we had our first time.”

Amoreena was cut off as the car slowed down and pulled off onto a dirt road.

“Ari, I was just joking, seriously,” Amoreena rolled her eyes, Ari pulled the car into park, unclipped his seatbelt and pulled Amoreena into a deep kiss. Ari’s massive hands cradled his wife’s head, brushing her cheeks as he made out with her. Their lips smacked as Ari’s tongue lulled into her mouth, their tongues dancing, swirling around one another before he dove deeper for her to suck on his tongue.

“Fuck,” Amoreena gasped breathless. “That really turn you on?”

“Fuck yeah baby,” Ari’s voice was low and husky, the shade of the pine trees hiding them from the highway as their breath mingled. Ari kissed Amoreena again, his girl almost hesitant as his large hand moved down her front, gently caressing her chest, but not copping a feel. He didn’t know if she was fully into it yet and he didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable.

He needn’t have worried.

Amoreena unclipped her seatbelt and pulled Ari closer while reclining her chair. Ari fell onto the center console and he had to adjust himself so he was on top of Amoreena. The sound of the smacking lips and lulling tongues filled the car, the air getting humid as they made out.

“Ari,” Amoreena stopped him, her big, brown eyed strongman pushed up and looked into her eyes.

“Yeah Kitten?”

“She was on top too,” Amoreena prodded and Ari gave a little shiver, his thick dick flexing in his shorts. They continued to make out, a little difficult because Ari was smirking, but he managed to work his tongue the way she liked. Ari’s hand popped the button of Amoreena’s shorts, his fingers slipping between her legs and finding her warm panties. He smirked and kissed Amoreena deeply as he gently petted her pussy, playing with her hood and swollen lips.

“Fuck Kitten,” Ari moaned. “You turning yourself on with your reminiscin’?”

“Fuck Ari,” she gave a little gasp. “You usually aren’t this forward.”

“What can I say, you make me an animal,” Ari accented this by biting Amoreena’s bottom lip and gently pulling on it, the veins and soft lip slipping between his canines. As soon as it was loose from his teeth he kissed it tenderly as if to apologize for the rough treatment. Amoreena was going to say something, but it was lost in a silent gasp as Ari’s fingers worked over her pussy. Playing with her little bullet and working over those glistening petals.

“Oh fuck, Ari!” Amoreena gave a soft moan. “Fuck don’t stop.”

Ari gave a little chuckle and kissed Amoreena’s neck while teasing her entrance, his thumb flicking over her sensitive clit.

“Whatever you say Kitten,” Ari breathed the words directly into her ear before slipping a finger into her. He was slow and gentle with his penetration, but his thumb was smooth and insistent against her clit. She was so worked up in the moment she didn’t realize he was getting inside her until he fit in to the first knuckle. Ari’s middle finger teased that hole while his thumb worked over that clit.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful,” Ari moaned and kissed her neck, playing with her most sensitive bits.

“Fuck, Ari,” Amoreena moaned before pulling her shirt up. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath her shirt, her b-cups had gotten hard, her nipples pointing out. Ari helped her pull her shirt off and toss it to the side and she tried to pull his shirt off, but he pushed her down and kissed her, sinking his finger in deeper and finding that sweet spot. He worked his way over her most sensitive bits, his lips going from her neck, down to her hard nipples and licking over them tenderly.

“Fuck, get off me Ari, I need more,” Amoreena pushed against her large man and he complied.

“Sure thing, Kitten,” Ari lifted himself up and opened the car door, slipping out and dropping his shorts and boxers. Amoreena was going to shift positions when she was pulled closer to Ari, being turned sideways on her back as he spread her legs out the car door. He leaned in and his thick tongue lulled between those petals and up to her clit where he wrapped his lips around her softly.

“Oh fuck,” Amoreena gripped the dash while she draped her leg over Ari’s shoulder. Ari was crouching down, his thick shaft swinging between his legs while dripping onto the forest floor. He made out with Amoreena’s pert pussy, her peach swollen and dripping. He lulled his tongue through her sweat honey and continued to work over that clit, flicking his tongue over those sensitive bits while slowly sinking in his fingers in a gentle two step. Sinking in, coming half out, and sinking deeper until he found her little love button.

Amoreena was gasping, her nails digging into the dash as she grinded against Ari’s face, his stubble brushing her just the right way as he ate her out. Ari’s tongue flicked, rolling his tongue over her bullet and causing her to scream and her thighs to shake. Ari took his free hand and stroked his dick while eating out that pussy. He watched Amoreena’s chest heave, her skin rippled with goosebumps as her shoes twitched, her shorts and panties hanging off her ankle as he ate her out for all she was worth.

“Fuck Ari, I’m…I’m not going to last much longer,” Amoreena gasped, her face beat red, her toned stomach flexing as her pussy quivered around Ari’s lips.

Ari simply worked faster, his tongue flittering over her clit like he was rolling his r’s and his fingers worked faster causing that pussy to pop. Amoreena screamed as her legs shook and she squirted onto Ari's face. He drank her cunny honey up as it washed his lips, he slurped up her sweet nectar as he came on the ground, his balls bouncing as his seed shot in thick ropes into the dirt.

Ari kept going, causing Amoreena to cum several times, and once her orgasms finally died down, he smacked his lips off her cunt and kissed her thighs, resting on one of them as he kissed her well eaten pussy.

“Fuck Ari…” Amoreena gasped. “Fuck…”

“I think you needed that more than I did, Kitten.” Ari smirked, kissing her pussy gently before standing up and using a rag from the car to clean his cock off.

“Holy shit, yeah I did,” Amoreena smiled. “You haven’t eaten me out like that in a long time.”

“I eat you out all the time,” Ari smirked and walked his way back around to the other side of the car.

“I mean, yeah, but you were kind of more in charge there. Usually I sit on your face. Grab me the wet wipes please.”

“Sure thing, Kitten,” Ari dug the rags from Amoreena’s overnight bag and let her clean herself up before getting dressed again.

“I guess I was just feeling a little more dominant today,” Ari shrugged as he turned the car back on.

“I mean, I’m not going to be upset about that, damn,” Amoreena chuckled.

“Yeah, so did I make your pussy pop harder than my fantasy girl?”

“Oh shut up you fool,” Amoreena slapped his chest as she got buckled in for the rest of the ride.

“A fool for you and only you,” Ari smirked and kissed his wife before pulling back onto the road and heading to his grandparents’ cabin.

***

When someone passes away, you don’t realize just how much they leave behind until you start the process of cleaning it all up. So many fingerprints left on the world that get swept up and thrown into boxes. It’s strange how old scented pinecones can have so much meaning to them even though they only smell of dust and cobwebs. How even a broken dial on a stove can have meaning when it’s tied to someone you know.

Ari and Amoreena hauled most of the heavy furniture out of the cabin, the place more like a large home that was constructed to live in and house company. They came frequently enough, Ari’s family being fairly large and what not, but when you only come on special events you don’t get much time to visit when everyone is cycling through and trying to get their annual vacation in.

Several beds and mattresses had already been sold, and the more sophisticated things like electric recliners were being pulled from the living room and sold online as they spoke. Things that you would consider priceless being packaged and sold for a discount just to get rid of it. It almost felt wrong, but Ari knew his family would much rather someone get use of these things instead of collecting dust in some basement.

“Okay,” Ari brushed his brow as the two of them finished packing up a dresser in the most recent seller’s truck. “That’s the last of the big stuff for today. I’ll take the attic if you take the basement?”

“Whatever you say babe,” Amoreena smacked him on the back. She knew it was because he wanted her in the air conditioned basement opposed to the hot, stuffy attic. He was always looking out for her.

The two went their separate ways, and Ari realized he divvied up the work in the wrong way, simply because the entrance to the attic was a little snug. He had to enter the square to the attic diagonally in order for him to wedge his way in. He had no idea how he was going to get anything out of there, or how anyone even put anything in it, but he was determined to keep his woman in comfort instead of the sweltering heat of the attic.

With a grunt he forced his way in and started the process of pulling stuff out. First, he removed a couple boxes that looked to be filled with old clothes, but then he came to a trunk. It looked almost like a treasure chest, but it was made from cedar. The wood still had that sweet scent on it, coupled with a thick layer of dust and frayed insulation. He brushed the stuff off and opened it.

He was sure it was going to be more clothes. His grandparents always said to just hold onto clothes because the fashion always comes back in style, but it wasn’t clothes. It was almost completely empty apart from a few photo albums and an old journal.

At this point, Ari was just ready to be done, but his curiosity got the better of him. He pulled the journal out and undid the leather strap holding it together. He flipped a few pages and furrowed his brow. It was filled with entries in elegant script, but most of it was in Spanish. His mother tongue was a little rusty, a use it or lose it kind of situation, but he was making bits and pieces out. That’s when he got to a section written in a different hand, and another. How large was this journal? It felt like it was supposed to just be a pocket journal, but it had more pages than it let on.

Then the script changed into something odd. It wasn’t Spanish, it was…Spanglish? It was an odd mixture of the two languages that made more sense to Ari, but he also knew enough to tell when someone was half-assing it.

That’s when he came to the most recent entry. This one was in full English and he recognized the chicken scratch. It was his handwriting! He flipped through the pages and read it over. The first entry was on his wedding day. He flipped over the pages and blushed when he realized it was all the different nights he had sex, each one in detail explaining where he hadn’t consummated the wedding. Each ending with a chilling saying.

“The curse grows impatient,” Ari brushed his thumb over the ink, the letters smearing as though freshly penned. “What the fuck.”

Ari flipped forward, the pages blank, but he flipped to the front to see if there was an owner’s name. There, inside the cover was Ari’s hand writing.

“Ari, the heir of the family, will produce a child to bear the curse onwards, or the curse will force him to do so.”

“What the hell?” Ari felt fear grip his chest. “What does that even mean?”

The journal shook in his hand, the pages fluttering around and causing him to lose his grip on the journal. Ari felt the sting of paper as it cut his hand. It clattered into the chest, the pages flying as though a powerful wind caught it until it reached his section again. Red letters etched themselves in Ari’s chicken scratch.

“And on this day, I would produce many heirs…”

The dots at the end splattered the page like drops of blood.

“Amoreena?!” Ari stood up and started to make his way to the attic entrance when a sudden shiver ran up his spine. It shuddered up his finger through that papercut. Images played across his eyes, his great grandparents consulting some old medicine woman. Then they were with child with a curse mark glowing in burning reds on both their bellies. Generation after generation flashed across Ari’s vision as he realized what his grandparents meant about this curse. It desired to live on, passing the curse from one child to the next, and branching down and spreading through many.

A burning curse mark like a series of circles and runes burned on Ari’s stomach. It felt like he was being branded with a cattle iron. He choked out a scream before the pain ebbed away, fading into a dull ache. He looked down to see the glowing mark on his stomach and got to moving, clawing at the floor and pushing off with his legs until he practically fell down from the attic. Ari tumbled down the makeshift stairs of boxes only to be paralyzed by a burning energy. Ari’s eyes went wide as he felt his veins boiling under his skin, his body trying to reject the invasive tendrils that squirmed in his blood and relished in his discomfort.

Ari’s shirt was growing tight, the curse mark on his gut glowing bright as the fabric grew taut over his tawny skin. He tried to pull it off to get to the curse mark, but it frayed and popped as he tried to remove it, his shoulders pressing on it and causing his sleeves to ride up his arms and expose them. His veins going down his biceps glowed with that invasive red energy. His biceps flexed, shaking as they swelled larger, his forearms doing the same before his fingers were glowing, the veins like fiber strips pulsing with energy. Ari’s fingernails grew dark before shunting outward. Like hidden blades slipping from their sheathes, his claws came out on each finger, his skin getting darker and his arm hair getting thicker.

Ari’s chest bulged outward, his pecs flexing and pressing his collar down, tearing it around his collar bones and shoulders to reveal the muscles writhing beneath. Striations lashed their way onto his muscles like living worms finding purchase under his flesh. The collar of his shirt split down the middle, revealing the growing man’s cleavage. He gulped air, his chest heaving with each labored breath, and extending further out. His thighs flexed, teardrop muscles crunching into detail as the shorts split along their seam. Ari’s shoes felt tight as his feet extended, his toe claws tearing through the fronts and causing them to pop open.

Ari tried to lumber down the hall back into the main room, each step causing him to slam against the wall and sway to the other side. His growing frame caused his gait to waver, each step louder than the previous one as his form grew. Ari tripped over his shoes bursting, falling forward as the last threads of his shoes hooked around his ankles like shackles before his thick ass split his shorts open, his thick cheeks jostling free from their fabric confines as they grew darker.

Ari grit his teeth as the veins in his face glowed bright, his nose getting darker and his canines getting sharper. His nose elongated while also growing blunt, his skull cracking and his hair reeling out. He gave a deep grunt, his voice deeper as his tail bone ached before pushing out of his body.

His toes shifted, his big toes riding up into due claws and his foot paws coming into shape as fur rolled over them. Ari’s back arched as fur ran down his new muzzle, his nose blooming into a bright pink as the rest of his flesh grew a darker shade of brown. Fur rolled over him, his chest expanding as his muscles flexed. His shirt tore to ribbons as his muscles writhed beneath his skin, the glow of the curse being hidden under a layer of silky fur. His pecks jostled forward, a duo of large breasts rounding out. His creamy colored chest fur parted over his eight pack abs to reveal a series of tits that went down to his dick.

His cock was glowing red, the veins glowing like angry magma. His cock throbbed, extending out further, reeling out with each pulse as his foreskin grew thicker. It rolled forward over his cock head as it grew larger and larger. Ari got up on his knees, arching his back as he panted, his breasts bouncing forward, rolling into large love pillows as his cock continued to pulse forward into a foot long monster and then some. His cock throbbed, pinpricks of light forming over it before barbs flashed into existence along that foreskin, his nuts jostling larger, thicker, more potent. They grew heavy, pulling down on his skin like a duo of medicine balls. A slit of light formed along his taint as a fresh pussy dripped in its deep desire, the petals glistening wetly with fertility while the churning nuts that rested above them continued to sag lower as they grew more dense with each passing second.

Ari gave a dep moan, rolling his shoulders back and feeling them crack wider. His muscular and thick tail swished out behind him, and as new as a feeling that was, it was a dull realization compared to the weight in his balls. Ari’s hands roamed over his new form, his fur covered tits perky and round, his abs a series of tight bitch tits, but he needed to feel them. His hands came to his massive nuts. Even with his augmented size, they overflowed each palm like a duo of watermelons.

Ari looked at his reflection in the windows and huffed as he realized what he was. He was a ferret, a large ferret with a bitch splitting dick and massive tits. He was both male and female, a herm with long hair that came down to his shoulders. He looked like some freakish furry model, the fucking centerfold of his deepest desires.

And his nuts felt soooo gooood.

They churned densely, almost painfully pleasurable with how heavy they felt. It was like he had been pent up for a month and was ready to just bust into a nice fertile pussy. Ari’s eyes glowed an unnatural red, his mind steeped in something he wasn’t used to.

Then he caught a whiff of something. His tail twitched, his teeth chattered as he smelled something so sweet it made his mouth water. A slight sweat and delicate musk that made his nose twitch in unbridled joy. His spine tingled, his tail twitching as he got his first hit of primal pheromones.

His first smell of heat.

Ari growled deeply as he followed his nose. He thought he was being smooth and languid, but he was more like some rabid beast tearing through the house. He scuttled down into the basement to find the source of that smell.

His wife…his mate was laying on the ground, her clothes taut over her body as the curse mark glowed on her abdomen. Ari rumbled deep, a lusty growl that parted his lips to show his rows of predatory teeth. The massive ferret followed his nose to the space between Amoreena’s legs until he found the source of that desperate pheromone. He nuzzled gently between her legs, his nose pressed against her mound as he gave an approving rumble.

“A-Ari? I feel…warm…” She panted. The red glow was already rolling through her veins and up through her body.

“Don’t fight it my love,” Ari rumbled. “It’ll be over soon.”

Amoreena knew that voice. It was Ari’s but so much deeper. Her legs wrapped around that head between her legs, her thighs pulling that muzzle closer to her needy snatch. Ari murred his approval as he used his teeth and strong, flexible tongue to undo her shorts and release that warm miasma of need. It was sweet and had a hint of sweat. Ari gave a deep growl as his tongue lulled over that dripping peach. Amoreena gave a gasp, her voice already deepening in pitch. Her thighs flexing and forming teardrops of muscle as she flexed and pulled Ari firmly against her pussy. His nose grinded against her clit while his tongue slipped between her petals and teased her entrance.

Amoreena’s body was on fire, her veins glowing with the raw energy of that curse. The glow snaked its way up through her abs, her toned belly crunching with definition before a firm six-pack rolled into existence. Her pecs pushed her breasts forward, her tits rolling out of her body, filling out with size as she moaned. The tendons on her neck lashed up onto her chin, thickening with power as the energy rolled down her shoulders and arms. Her toned figure was bulking out, the muscles rippling as the striations rolled on, lashing on in cords of raw power. Her nails grew dark before forming tips and extending outward. Her jaw grew squarer and masculine before her teeth became sharp and vicious.

Ari continued to eat out that peach, that cunt dripping with honey and pheromones that were making the massive herm’s brain boil in a biological need. He needed to breed, he needed to rut! All he wanted was to slam that pussy, but it wasn’t ready yet. It felt like a leash was holding him back, a single thread that would snap at any second as he ate out that quivering pussy.

Amoreena arched her back, flexing her legs harder and pressing Ari firmly against her loins as he feasted on her most intimate of places, the big guy’s tongue lulling deep into her, flittering over her sweet spots. She let out a roar, a lion’s roar as her voice deepened in pitch, her jaw cracking and shunting forward as her nose darkened. Her beany was pushed off her head as it outgrew the size and her ears flicked to the top of her head.

Ari moved his lips to her clit, his talented maw slurping and smacking on that bullet. His tongue lulled around it while his lips puckered and made out with that little nub, only it wasn’t so little anymore. As the big guy suckled on that clit it started to extend, swelling larger, extending further. Soon it was reaching further into his maw and he felt the head swell. He gave a deep rumbling murr as his fingers went up to slink into her quivering hole while he continued to nurse his wife’s growing dick. His head swirled, bobbing and causing Amoreena’s legs to bounce on his shoulders. His thick fingers sank into her folds, beckoning her pleasure forward with a tender “come-hither” while his cut jaw bobbed on that cock filling his maw.

Amoreena never felt her clit so well-tended to. Ari was an amazing lover, but it was like he was drawing a pleasure out of her with every bob of his head, every flick of his fingers, ever tender roll of his thumb over her balls…balls? Her mind was so awash with pleasure that she didn’t even really care she felt his thumb brushing over her growing balls while he sucked on her thickening shaft. She arched her back into the pleasure, her toes fanning, the claws slicing through her running shoes and tearing them to tatters. Her feet extended outwards, her toes growing longer and more muscular as they bounced in the air on Ari’s back.

The large ferret herm felt the growth of his lover stop, that leash snapping as his cock shot a thick wad of pre onto the ground. He gave a deep, satisfied rumble as he pulled his maw off that cock, thick strands of cock snot washing over that dick as he licked his lips. The thick slop from Ari’s muzzle was rubbed into those balls as he lowered himself beneath them to find that swollen pussy. The lioness before him purred, her tail extending out and swishing on the floor beneath her as he licked over that sensitive pussy. She gave a scream, her legs twitching, her toes fanning in pleasure as her shoes snapped apart on her expanding legs and muscles.

“Fuck, Kitten,” Ari pulled himself up, licking the honey from his maw as he looked over his wife, his woman. She was massive, powerful muscles sculpting her body as her feminine features softened out the masculine, making her almost androgynous, but clearly more of a lioness than a lion. Her rows of tits were enough of an indicator of that.

Ari watched those rows of breasts rolling into reality, her abs softening before little nipples parted the golden fur of his lioness. Four sets of tits getting smaller as they descended. Ari ran his hand over them, rolling up from the smallest ones that reminded him of his woman’s breasts before her new changes, up to the massive love pillows that put even his own breasts to shame. His thick and powerful fingers grabbed that breast, a trickle of milk coating his palm as he realized how needy she was for his seed.

“So ready for a litter you’re already leaking, huh babe?” Ari murred, leaning into her breasts and licking over a row of them before latching onto her tit and giving a gentle suckle. A healthy stream of milk filled his muzzle as he nursed that teat, his woman still in a lust filled daze.

Amoreena didn’t fully understand what was happening to her. She knew she was burning with pleasure, a warm ball of searing fire was deep in her abdomen and sending warm flashing waves through her. She almost felt paralyzed every time Ari did anything to her. Her body wanted to lay down and take it, take everything he had to give. She needed it and she wanted it. She didn’t care if she got pregnant…

Oh fuck…the thought of getting pregnant sent shivers down Amoreena’s spine. She realized what was happening. She was in heat. She was a horny beast for her man and she needed him to rail her full of a strong, healthy litter.

“Ari,” she moaned his name, her legs spreading, her cock flopping between her lower tits as it oozed pre. “Please…fuck me!”

“You sure baby?” Ari teased his woman, his lips smacking off her tit as his free hand went between her legs and petted that dripping pussy. Already a puddle of her honey was glazing the floor, rolling down her round ass cheeks.

“Fuck yes,” Amoreena moaned. “Fuck me baby! Fuck me!” Amoreena’s words were cut off as her maw stuck in a silent scream. Ari’s massive dick was pressed against that pussy. Despite her cunt’s augmented size, Ari’s dick felt massive. That head pressed against her entrance, a moment of strained frustration from the both of them as he demanded more than what that pussy had ever taken.

But Amoreena would be damned if she didn’t get that dick.

Ari thrusted forward, his cock sinking into that pussy and Amoreena gave a lust filled jaguar screech. Her maw was pulled up into a snarl as the pleasure sank deep inside of her burning pussy. The hot, slick walls gripped onto that dick, milking those barbs designed to stimulate and make her ovulate.

“Fuck baby doll,” Ari moaned, his cock sinking further and further into that pussy. “You were fucking made to take my dick, huh?”

“Stop teasing me Ari and FUCK ME!” Amoreena snarled, her eyes flashing open as she looked up at her man. Her legs quivered at the site. Those massive breasts of his hung low, his nips brushing against hers as he rocked his hips forward, his cocky grin looking down at her as he kept sinking further and further.

Then his balls rested against her ass, and his dick head kissed her hot cervix. Ari had a cocky grin on his maw.

“Fuck, Kitten, you’re fucking hot as hell,” Ari bit his lower lip and bounced his eyebrows as he slowly pulled back and rocked forward. “You like that shit?”

“Fuck baby!” Amoreena gasped. “Fuck me, please! Harder!”

“You not going to take charge like you normally do?” Ari teased, rolling his hips, his barbs brushing her most sensitive of places, the agonizing torture of pleasure causing the lioness to sweat, her nips to grow hard, her tits to leak, her golden fur to glisten with sweat. “That heat got you in the palm of my hand, doesn’t it?”

“Fuck…” Amoreena tried to force him to fuck her harder, but she felt so weak. Ari simply smirked and took her by the knees, pulling her legs together.

“Don’t worry babe, I know one way for you to get me rutting like a beast,” he smirked. She snarled and pressed her feet up against his face. She knew what her man wanted, she was just ready to get railed.

Ari gave a deep moan as those feet pressed on his muzzle. They were hot, smelled of vanilla with a hint of sweat. He opened his maw and ran his tongue over the tender creases of those soles, his hips thrusting into that pussy involuntarily. Ari gripped Amoreena’s thighs, pulling her closer as those toes pressed into his face. Ari’s eyes rolled into the back of his skull as he thrusted, the massive ferret’s hips smacking against Amoreena’s.

“Fuck YES! Ari! HArdER!” Amoreena’s pussy gripped tight on that dick, milking that barbed bitch breaker. That massive cock was sawing in and out of her, sending shuddering waves of pleasure through her as Ari fucked like a beast.

Amoreena pushed back, her ass clapping on those hips as that dick bulged her abdomen out, causing her cock to flop between her breasts. She went to go grab it, but Ari slapped her hand away and gripped it himself. His powerful paw stroke up and down that shaft while he slammed away at that pussy.

Amoreena didn’t know how much longer she could hold on, her body was burning already, but now that she was having her new dick stroked by a powerful and masterful paw, she didn’t know up from down. All she felt was lightning bolts of pleasure rolling down her shaft, sinking deep into her nuts, and then shooting up her prostate with every ass clapping smack of her man’s cock deep inside her.

Ari huffed, his tongue lulling over those feet, his nose filled with the smell of his woman’s soles as he fucked deep, stroked her dick, his hand flying over it like a master, but for some reason he didn’t feel his orgasm approaching. He knew he was close, but he couldn’t push himself over the edge. He was painting that cervix with thick splotches of pre, his own cock glazed in the mixed juices, but he couldn’t reach that peak.

Until his tail gave him a helping hand.

It was like it had a mind of its own. That thick, flexible tail, curled up and under his flexing cheeks until it found his pussy and sank in. It was like he had a vibrator shoved in his ass as that tail tip flittered inside his pussy.

He slammed forward, his heavy watermelon balls churning hard, gargling audibly as he drove his dick home. Amoreena couldn’t hold back anymore, her pussy popped, squirting all over the floor, her tits shooting little streams of milk until her thick dick shot over her own tits. The image was too much for Ari, he felt his balls clench, drawing up off the ground and throbbing hard.

Ari slammed his hips against her one more time, his fat head grinding against her cervix before his cum pipe distended with his kids. His shaft throbbed, visibly flexing Amoreena’s abdomen with his shot. Thick, gargling squelches filled the air, drowned out as both Ari and Amoreena roared in triumph.

Ari’s hips still thrusted erratically through his orgasm, his cock spewing deep inside that heated hole, dousing the flames of her need, but the curse wasn’t’ satisfied. The curse marks glowed bright as Ari and Amoreena fell deeper into their rut.

Several children would be sired that day, Ari’s stimulating barbs forcing more of Amroeena’s eggs down, the floor a growing mess of their love making as they copulated as though they were trying to repopulate the earth.

Fang, fur, cum, and drool flew as the two rutted like the beast they were, fucking harder and harder long into the night. Once the two were fully exhausted, they finally felt their senses returning to them.

“Fuck…” Amoreena flopped forward on top of Ari, their tits mashing together. “I can’t move.”

“I…I think I can move a little,” Ari chuckled, his hips lightly rocking up into her pussy. “I’d stop, but I don’t think my nuts will let me.”

“This works for now…” Amoreena sighed, nuzzling into her man’s massive love pillows. “Does…does this mean we’re going to have a family?”

“Yeah Kitten,” Ari smirked. “I ain’t no doctor, but I think we did the do enough to have a few rug rats rolling around in nine months.” He chuckled.

“Yeah,” Amoreena smiled.

“Really? I thought for sure you would have called me a fool,” Ari smirked.

“What can I say, I’m too tired babe,” Amoreena chuckled, her eyes closing as life frothed in her womb. She could feel it, her body already well on its way to motherhood. “How many do you think?”

“I don’t’ know, but fuck if I’m not going for a baker’s dozen,” Ari murred.

“Fuck, fine, you’re a fool,” Amoreena chuckled.

“Only for you baby, only for you,” Ari said their saying, his hand coming to rest on her back while he used his other as a pillow, the two drifting off into sleep.