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It was a pretty normal day for Janice as she strolled into her brother's room to “borrow" a video game from him. The twenty-two year old doberwoman's parents were out of town on a romantic vacation for their anniversary and her brother was still at work, leaving her home alone at the moment.

She grabbed the console off his dresser and approached his computer desk, opening the top drawer where he kept the cartridges, mixed in among other miscellaneous stuff. She leaned down as she dug around, trying to find a particular game. That's when a potent, musky scent hit her sensitive canine nose.

Nose twitching, Janice slowly looked to her right. On the desk, right above the sliding tray that holds the keyboard and mouse, was a small white stain…

The canine scrunched up her nose in disgust, immediately knowing what she was looking at from the smell alone. Despite her immediate revulsion, she couldn't stop staring, the smell was overwhelming her senses. Like watching a car crash, she just couldn't pull her attention away…

She began to tremble, her focus entirely on a little splotch of cum that her brother missed when cleaning up after cranking one out before work… The longer she stared, the more powerful the scent grew, the closer it seemed to get to her…

No… it wasn't getting closer to her. She was getting closer to it! Leaning in until her snout was only inches from her brothers spent jism…

Suddenly, without even thinking about it, her tongue darted out and lapped up that cold puddle of semen from his desk. The taste was bitter, salty… yet she couldn't stop herself, she desperately lapped at the desk, licking all of it up eagerly. Even after it was gone running her tongue across where it was just to get another hit of that taste.

Janice snapped back to her senses and stumbled backwards.

“What. The. Fuck." She mumbled beneath her breath, staring horrified at the wet spot on his desk she had just been licking. Why would she have ever done something so disgusting?! With her own brother's cum no less?!

Why did that foul, bitter, salty mess taste kinda nice…

She rushed out of the room and went back to her own bedroom, slamming the door behind her, determined to just forget that ever happened.

As it turned out, the game she was after was already in the console. But, no amount of gaming could make her completely forget what she just did, it always lingered in the back of her head. The shame created an anxious knot in her chest. Hours later a knock was at her door.

“Janice? You home?"

It was her brother, Trevor.

Janice shut off the game and got up from her bed. She used her hands to quickly brush her messy black hair. Then she straightened out her clothes before throwing open her door.

Her brother stood a couple inches taller than her, he was wider too, powerfully built, which was especially noticeable In that tight blue undershirt that really showed off his muscles.

Her firefighter brother was kind of hot…

The intrusive thought entered her head without warning, it wasn't inaccurate, but she had never thought of him like that before and the fact that she couldn't shake the realization of how sexy her brother was had her a bit stunned.

She should see if his station does a calendar…

“Uh, hey sis, did you take my game?" Trevor asked.

His words snapped her out of it. “Oh, yeah" Janice said, grabbing the console from her bed and handing it back to him.

“Thanks." he said. “Hey, you eat anything today?"

Janice froze up. “N-no! Why would you ask?" she blurted out, defensively, fidgeting in place.

“I was thinking of ordering a pizza…" Trevor said, giving her a weird look.

“Oh, you meant for dinner." Janice said, feeling a little embarrassed by her outburst.

“What else would I mean?" her brother asked. “It's six thirty."

“N-nothing. Pizza is good, thanks." the doberwoman tells him.

Trevor nods, pulling his phone from his pocket as he turns to go back to his room. Just before leaving, his eyes flick down to her chest, only for the briefest of seconds.

Janice looked down, her shirt was pulled forward in a way that looked very deliberate, showing quite a bit more cleavage than usual. She blushed… Did she do that when she fixed her clothes?

That night Janice tossed and turned in bed, her dreams flashing with imagery of her brother. Of embracing him, slowly peeling those snug clothes off of him…

She kept waking up in a cold sweat, forcing herself to go back to sleep, trying to push those thoughts out of her mind. What was wrong with her, why was she so obsessed with her brother all of a sudden?

By morning she was no better. Her body was trembling, she was hornier than she had ever been in her life and she felt like she was burning up from the inside out.

Breakfast was pure torment, when her brother handed her a plate she awkwardly let her touch linger on his hand and she couldn't take her eyes off of him!

She hoped work would distract her enough to get over this, but that only made things worse. Trying to work a retail job while constantly thinking about the taste and smell of her brother's semen was a hell she never knew existed.

The effect it was having must be noticeable to the casual observer, some of the customers gave her weird looks and Janice could swear she heard one middle aged woman mutter the word “Junkie" to her friend when she thought the canine was out of earshot…

This wasn't working, she needed an outlet, fast. One that wasn't blood related to her…

As her shift drew to a close, she cornered one of the new hires. A bunny boy who was cute enough.

“Hey…" her eyes quickly flicked down to his nametag before returning to his face. “Rob. Quick question. You're single, right?"

“Uh, yeah?" The bunny said, awkwardly.

“Cool, uh, I uh. I'm kinda going through something right now and uh. You want me to suck your dick?" Janice asked, too desperate to care how much of a slut this made her seem like.

Rob stood there, absolutely stunned for a good ten or twenty seconds. “Uh… sure!" he eventually blurted out.

Next thing Janice knew, she was on her knees in the stock room, the rabbit's pants around his ankles as she bobbed her head along his reasonably sized length. He was well groomed, she could smell his shampoo as her nose bumped into his fur with every stroke. She couldn't help but think of how her brother smelled… he was pretty active, he pretty much only took showers on work days… he probably smelled of sweat and musk most of the time.

Rob was young and very overwhelmed by this situation, so he didn't last long. Not that Janice cared, that sweet man batter was what she was after! Hopefully it would finally help her shake these cursed thoughts from her head!

With a whimper, he came, rabbit seed splashing the back of Janice's throat. She drank down every drop, savoring it in her mouth like it was the nectar of the gods…

Except it wasn't. It didn't work at all. It was just normal cum, maybe a bit sweeter than she expected but otherwise it was just sperm and far from appetizing! It was nowhere as perfect and delectable as her brother's cum had been. Her cravings weren't satisfied in the slightest and as she rose to her feet, she was looking properly embarrassed while the rabbit boy had a blissful expression on his face, still catching his breath.

“Look uh, this was a one time thing." Janice explained. “I'm going through something rough, so I'd appreciate it if you don't tell anyone about this."

“Uh… yeah. Sure." The rabbit said, giving her a slightly confused look. “I uh, hope things work out for you, whatever is going on."

“Y-yeah. I do too…" Janice replied, making her way out of the stockroom.

Back home Janice came through the door with her cravings worse than ever. The entire house was dark… her brother must not be home yet. He probably went drinking with some of the guys after clocking out again.

Desperate for something, anything that might scratch this itch, she pushed open the door to his room and began looking around. Maybe she could get lucky and find another mess… but the desk was clean, so was his chair… his sheets, the floor. She even looked through his wastebasket for used tissue paper, something! Anything!

That woman in the store was right… she was a junkie… a junkie for her brother's semen.

Suddenly she heard the front door open. Followed by voices, her brother and the giggling of a woman Janice didn't recognize.

Hearing them getting closer, Janice panicked, diving underneath her brother's bed to hide before she got caught going through his garbage for old cum rags.

The pair drew closer until she saw their feet stepping into the room. Trevor kicked his door shut and reached back, locking it before the pair collapsed onto his bed, making the box spring creak just above Janice's head.

Trevor's boots hit the floor with a heavy thud.

The doberwoman couldn't see anything going on above her, only hear their giggling, kissing, the sounds of a buckle being undone. Clothes falling off the bed and landing on the floor beside her. His bedside drawer was opened and a condom wrapper landed among the discarded clothes. A brief pause then… the sounds of raw passion.

Whoever this woman was, she was vocal as her brother penetrated her, moaning out sharply at that initial insertion. She didn't get any quieter as it went on either, she screamed out in pleasure. Though judging from the creaks and groans of her brother's bed, her cries of passion were not unwarranted. Janice could hear the slap of his hips against bare fur, the entire bed above her shaking back and forth, the wood and metal of the frame groaning.

Passionate love making like that usually only lasted a few minutes, as they say, the candle that burns twice as bright burns only half as long…

But as a tied off condom was tossed aside to the wastebasket, her brother fished for another condom and they kept going!

They went at it for hours! All the while Janice had to keep from making a single, solitary peep! She could hear it every time this strange woman had an orgasm and Janice only grew more aroused as she learned her brother wasn't just handsome… he was an absolute demon in the sack!

Finally, it came to an end. A final tied-off condom was hucked from the bed and into his waste basket, the pair breathing heavily above her.

Janice laid there, listening close as their breathing slowed down… she waited a while longer until she was certain they were asleep before cautiously pulling herself out from under the bed. She cast a glance over her shoulder at the woman in her brother's bed. Some golden retriever bitch. Janice felt a deep feeling of jealousy. How dare she sleep with her brother.

Janice turned her focus away to something much more important than some bar floozy. Slowly, she crept over to the wastebasket, like a thief in the night she retrieved the used condoms and slipped out of her brother's room.

Janice got back to her room with her ill-gotten gains, seven or so condoms in total, each full to nearly bursting. How much cum could her brother produce? This wasn't even all of it… going by the sounds at a certain point they switched to oral, Janice felt an irrational bit of rage that some of her brother's seed was wasted in that bitches stomach…

She laid down on her bed, setting most of the condoms down on the mattress beside her. Hefting one of them up, she watched as the cum-filled rubber wobbled. She could feel that it was even still a little warm in her hands.

With a single claw she poked a hole in one of the condoms, bringing it to her mouth with trembling hands. She pressed it to her muzzle and began to suckle from it like a cream-filled teat, eyes rolling back as the taste of her brother's cum hit her tongue. Her body stopped trembling and finally she began to relax, but her thirst only grew stronger as she greedily gulped down every slimy drop of his spunk.

Instinctively, the fingers of her free hand idly slipped between her legs. They began delving into her sex as she enjoyed her musky treat. Janice moaned softly as she slowly swallowed the seed down, savoring every bit of it. When it was empty, she ripped the rubber open wide and began licking at the inside of it, leaving not a single speck of sperm behind.

She popped open another condom and began to drink down its contents. As she did, a new urge formed, too lost in a feeling of complete euphoria to resist it. Her fingers withdrew from her sex and she picked up a third condom. Poking a hole in it, this time letting the contents leak out onto her hands, coating her fingers with her brother's spunk. Now slick with seed, her hand returned to her sex and her fingers pushed deep inside, as deep as she could reach…

She moaned out like a complete slut, fingering herself with her brother's cum was like sending sparks through her most intimate region that amplified the pleasure. Her body twisted and convulsed, quivering as euphoria unlike anything she had ever experienced before rushed through her. Her moans grew whinier, more desperate. It wasn't long before she finally reached her climax. Mind shattering, reality falling away as she focused on the only thing that mattered. The taste, smell and feeling of her brother's cum!

But that wasn't enough… She needed more!

She needed more.

She spread her legs and reached down between them, using one hand to spread her pussy as wide as she could. Then with her other hand she picked up the fourth condom, a quick prick to create a small hole before pressing it against her sex. Then, she squeezed. Her brother's cum flooded into her pussy, filling her womb as though he had just cum inside of her himself, or at least as close as she could approximate.

Without warning, this triggered a second, even more powerful orgasm than the first. Janice's whole body convulsed, thrashing around in her bed. She doesn't know when she had the presence of mind to smother herself with a pillow to silence her screams, but the feeling of cotton fluff in her mouth meant she bit straight through it.

Nursing from the fifth condom, her fingers kept pumping in and out of her sopping wet pussy. As cum leaked out she would bring her fingers to her mouth to lick them clean. Any that dripped onto the sheets was sniffed out and cleaned up in short order. She was lost in a lust-drunk stupor, hours passing as she pleasured herself, night turning to day as the sun trickled through her window. All of the cum from the condoms was spent, the latex torn open and licked clean, every drop now inside of her, in both her stomach and…

Her pussy!

Laying there, too exhausted to go on, Janice's eyes went wide as she suddenly came to her senses, realizing what she had just done.

“Oh fuck…" she muttered. What if she got pregnant from this?! What the fuck was she thinking?!

Hopefully the sperm wasn't any good by the time she pushed it into herself and there wasn't any risk. Otherwise, what would she do if she was pregnant with her own brother's pups?

She was too tired to deal with this now, she didn't even have the energy to clean herself up as she laid there, bits of her brother's cum mixed with her own femcum between her legs, drying up leaving her fur matted and clumped. She would clean herself up and worry about potential consequences when she woke up.

Hopefully this was the end of it and it was finally out of her system at the very least…

It was not.

As she slept, she dreamed of what she had heard from under that bed, putting sights to the sounds. Only the woman her brother was brutally ravaging wasn't the golden retriever, it was his own sister. Janice was on all fours like a good bitch and there was no troublesome condom between her and her brother's seed and she couldn't wait until he blew his load and put a puppy in her…

When Janice awoke, her lust was worse than ever, but it was also paired with a splitting headache and an empty feeling throughout her whole body. She managed to pull her way out of her bed and crawl into the shower. It was late in the afternoon and her brother was already at work. Her own phone had like five notifications from her manager asking where she was, but she didn't care enough to send back much more than a bogus excuse.

Janice went through her day wondering how she would get through this, how she would keep herself from jumping her own brother the moment he walked through the door. Each hour that passed, her craving grew worse, her body grew shaky again. This was wrong, it was unnatural, she had to be strong…

She doesn't know if she should call it good fortune or not, but tonight her brother was late. There was a big fire and it kept him well into the night. This left her alone and unable to act upon her urges. Masturbating did nothing to help and she couldn't focus on anything long enough to really distract herself. She thought of maybe seeing if his bedsheets were still messy after last night, only to find he had changed his sheets in the morning and threw the old ones in the washing machine.

The doberwoman at this stage knew this was deeper than something psychological, she wasn't just acting on intrusive thoughts or hyperfixated on some new kink. Her brother's cum was having an actual, physical effect on her body.

She tried to find answers online, but searches like “addicted to semen" and “brother's cum addictive" were exactly as helpful as one might expect. All she could find was porn, not answers. She even tried making an anonymous account on a message board for medical diagnosis and advice, telling her story and asking what was potentially wrong with her, only for her post to get locked and account banned within thirty minutes for trolling.

The internet proved useless yet again so she resigned herself to just having to suffer.

It was well after midnight when her brother walked through the front door. Exhausted. Like a zombie he walked straight to his bedroom, not even noticing that his sister was lounging on the sofa in only bra and panties as her body had begun to feel like it was burning up from the inside.

After a few minutes of waiting in dead silence, Janice slowly crept into her brother's room, eyes going wide at what she saw.

Her brother was sprawled out on his back, his clothes in a pile at the foot of his bed. He didn't even bother getting under the covers before collapsing into bed, already fast asleep and snoring. His fur was dotted with sweat. Janice's eyes however were immediately drawn between his legs, he was completely nude, his flaccid cock and heavy balls on full display.

The doberwoman's body moved with little thought. Before she knew it her face was pressed right into her brother's crotch, breathing in his heavy musk. Her tongue darted out, licking the sweat right off his shaft. His cock twitched and slowly began to rise, steadily growing to its full size.

Janice was in awe as she was soon in the shadow of her brother's fleshy pillar. She traced its length with her muzzle and took the tip into her mouth.

She had to fight the urge to moan, lest she accidentally wake her brother up as her tongue swirled over the head of his cock, a bead of pre-cum leaking into her mouth.

As soon as it did her pupils dilated and she needed more. She began taking him deeper into her mouth, allowing her brother's thick rod to push into her throat. She could feel its every twitch and throb as she began to bob her head, eager for more of that sweet pre-cum reward. Using her hands, she began to heft and massage his balls, they felt full, heavy. Filled to the brim with her ultimate prize. She needed it, she couldn't go another minute without it.

Up and down her head slid along his length, her tongue lathering and tasting every inch of his rod. She would take him all the way to the base as though her throat was purpose-made to take his cock. Or maybe she was so cum-drunk she didn't notice or care how uncomfortable it was to choke on his girthy member?

Trevor's breathing grew heavier, little grunts and groans escaped his mouth. Janice's eyes flicked up and observed his face, but he remained fast asleep. She wondered what he might be dreaming about? The girl from last night? An old flame?

…

His little sister?

Fueled by her abnormal desires, Janice kept sucking her unconscious brother off. Listening closely to his breathing, his groans. Paying close attention to the way his cock throbbed more and more frequently. He was getting close and she wasn't going to waste a single drop.

When he finally exploded right into her mouth, the salty, bitter cream was like ambrosia to her. She drank down his godly nectar with great enthusiasm. Fresh from the source, it was better than she could ever imagine, nothing on this earth could ever compare to drinking her brother's jizz.

To her surprise, his orgasm just didn't seem to end. As she continued to suck him off, he continued to cum and she just swallowed more and more sperm down. A sense of pride filled her, he had cum far more than any of the condoms the bitch last night filled.

Eventually his orgasm finally subsided. Janice backed away, her tummy feeling full and a dumb smile plastered on her muzzle. She stumbled back to her own room before collapsing into her own bed.

Her dreams once again focused on her brother. She was sucking him off again. This time the dream was much more detailed, now that she knew the true scope of her brother's endowment.

“I want your pups." she uttered as she climbed atop him, lining his spit-soaked rod up with her eager pussy before suddenly waking up.

This time it was morning and Janice felt… better than ever! She felt revitalized and full of energy, like she could take on the world!

She joined her brother for breakfast. The doberman none the wiser that just hours ago he had been balls deep in his sister's eager muzzle.

What he did notice however, was Jasmine's state of dress. The older sibling's eyes immediately drawn in as she sauntered out in only a tank top and panties. A strange feeling of confidence allowing her to flaunt her body right in front of him.

He didn't say anything though, perhaps he didn't want to make the situation awkward by calling attention to it. Or maybe he didn't want her to think he wanted her to go and put pants on…

Instead they just chatted like normal. Mostly about the fire. Nobody was hurt thankfully but it had taken them eight hours to fully put it out.

Just as he was about to leave for work, Janice pulled him into a big hug. She really pressed her body against him, breathing in his scent. Even after a shower, his masculine musk powered through.

Shortly after he was gone, Janice was getting ready for her own shift… that's when she crashed down. She swiftly learned the hard way… the bigger the high, the farther the fall.

Her body was on fire with need, her mind utterly consumed by thoughts of her brother. His body, his smell, his taste. She needed it like she needed oxygen, water and food. It was a basic necessity for her.

Digging around she managed to find his boxers from last night, the ones he wore all day yesterday. Then she locked herself in her room with nothing but her fingers and her brother's scent to keep her company. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, messages from her manager left unanswered as she was lost in a haze of incestuous thoughts. She was probably fired now, not that she cared. Time ceased to exist as she pleasured herself for hours on end, no matter how many times she reached orgasm she was never satisfied.

When she heard the front door open and shut, she had to resist every urge to go out there and tackle her brother. It took every ounce of self control she had…

Tomorrow, she promised herself. She would partake of him one last time tonight and she would tell him tomorrow before she crashed again, during his day off. It was the only option left, either he rejects her and she runs away from home to quit him cold turkey, or…

As the night went on, Janice waited until she was absolutely certain her brother would be asleep. On unstable legs, stiff from an entire day of disuse, she crept into her brother's room yet again.

This time, he was under the covers, but that hardly dissuaded Janice as she pulled up his blanket from the foot of his bed and slid under. She crawled towards her goal and once again swiftly got to work giving her brother the sloppiest, best blowjob he ever had. A shame he wasn't conscious to experience it…

It didn't take too long for the desperate canine to bring her unconscious brother to orgasm again. As she drank down his cum, she could feel some relief at last. But it wasn't like last time, it wasn't enough, there were diminishing returns. Luckily for her, Trevor's cock was still hard, still twitching… she could go again. Surely he had more cum to give his thirsty sister.

He did. Janice kept sucking him off, drinking down his delectable loads over and over, until her belly began to bloat from the sheer volume of sperm inside her… she still needed more though…

Just a few more loads and she would be satisfied…

Just a few more…

Janice awoke with a start. Still in the warm, musky confines of her brother's blanket, His fuzzy balls and muscular thigh serving as her pillow. Light trickled through the fabric, she must have fallen asleep after drinking her fill!. She needed to move before he woke up, but as her eyes glanced at his morning wood… she couldn't resist its siren song, just one more… a little breakfast snack to start her morning right!

The doberwoman's lips pressed against the tip of Trevor's cock, sliding all the way down to the base like a well-practiced pro, she began bobbing her head along his shaft, trying to get him to cum as quickly as she could…

A sudden rush of cool air took her by surprise as the blanket was thrown back, her brother looking right down at her, meeting her panicked eyes.

Janice pulled away, spit still connecting her to his cock.

“T-Trevor! I can explai-"

Trevor's hand came down and grabbed Janice by the back of the head, with her mouth open he yanked her back onto his cock slamming it deep into her throat.

“I don't care." he grunted, throwing his head back onto his pillow.

Burying his fingers in her hair and gripping her head tightly he began to use Janice's muzzle like his personal fleshlight. Bobbing her head along his length, matching and even exceeding the over-excited pace she had set earlier. Janice, taken utterly off guard, gagged and sputtered around his length as her throat was used and abused, but underneath those sounds of struggle, were moans.

“Fuck, sis… your mouth feels amazing." Trevor groaned, throwing his head back, bucking his hips upward into her face. “A guy could get used to waking up like this…"

Janice moaned softly in response, tongue working to massage his invading rod as he fucked her mouth. Showing her deep appreciation for the gift he was giving her.

“I'm getting close, sis. Where do you want it?" Trevor's grip loosened, letting go of his sister's head.

Janice pulled away, gasping for air as she did. Pointing his massive cock at herself, she no longer needed to worry about making too much of a mess as she vigorously stroked him to completion…

A jet of sticky, hot cum splashed all across Janice's face. His prolific volume did not disappoint as the doberwoman was drenched in her brother's sperm, rope after rope splashed against her face while he groaned out in pleasure.

“God damn sis… you look hot like that." Trevor huffed out, slowly pulling himself up, his cock still hard and twitching.

“I… I don't know what's come over me." Janice sat up, his sticky load dripping down from her thoroughly painted muzzle and onto her tits in thick globs. “I just… can't help myself. Your cock… your cum… they are all I can ever think about." she admitted as she reached up and began to rub her tits, massaging the semen into her fur like it was a lotion….

Trevor just grinned, watching as she put on such a grotesquely lewd display. Her tongue slipping out, lapping sperm up off her muzzle. Any that dripped onto the bed sheets was quickly scooped back into her fingers and either brought to her muzzle to be licked clean, or rubbed onto her body.

“I never knew you were such a slut." Trevor grabbed Janice by the arm, throwing her face down onto the bed. Moving in behind her, he grabbed Janice by the hips, pulling her ass up into the air and grinding his bare cock against her. “But, if your brother's dick is what you want, I'm happy to provide!"

Those words were like heaven to Janice. Though part of her wondered if this was only going to make things worse… was she going to be a slave to this addiction her whole life?

...would that really be so bad?

Trevor began to reach for his bedside table, for where he kept his stash of condoms. Janice noticed it from the corner of her eye and her hand shot out like a viper poised to strike, grabbing his wrist, stopping him.

“Oh?" his fingers dug into her hip as his grip tightened. “You want it raw?"

Janice nodded and whimpered like a needy puppy.

“Is it a safe day?" Trevor asked. “Or do you just really like playing with fire?" his tone shifted to a low growl.

Janice shook her head. “J-just pull out, it'll be fine." She looked back over her shoulder at him, pouting.

Trevor stared her right in the eyes for several long moments with an unflinching poker face.

“No." he said firmly. Lining his bare cock up with her soaking wet entrance he plunged into her depths as Janice moaned out like a wanton whore feeling him spread her pussy wide. “I'm going to breed you. Unless you have a problem with that?"

The pleasure she felt at finally having her brother inside her made the doberwoman go cross eyed, her mouth hanging open, tongue lolling out. She shook her head vigorously. “Breed me! Please! I want your pups!"

Trevor grinned. “Thought so." he said, groping her ass as he began pumping his hips back and forth. With each thrust of his hips he plunged his cock deeper and deeper inside of his sister, until it was knocking right on the entrance of her cervix.

His hands slowly slid further up until they rested on her hips, gripping tightly. With better leverage behind them, his thrusts rapidly built in power and intensity. Soon he hammering away at her with bruising force.

“Oh, fuck!" Janice screamed out, burying her face in her brother's pillow as she continued to scream and wail.

Her legs wobbled, Trevor's iron grip on her hips and thick cock inside her the only thing keeping her from collapsing flat onto her belly. She was cumming, hard.

She wasn't allowed to come down from her orgasm either. Trevor's thrusts continued to grow even stronger, even more forceful, as though he was trying to go deeper!?

Janice opened her mouth, as though to ask him what he was doing, but the words fell out in an unintelligible mush that resembled nothing in the English language. The only response she got in kind was the snarls and growls above her as he fucked her with a ferocity she never thought possible.

Trevor reached out and grabbed her by the hair, using it for leverage as he yanked her towards himself while also slamming his hips into her, giving her the rough, forceful breeding she could have only dreamed of. Then, with a powerful thrust, he managed to push past her cervix, burying his cock in all the way to his balls, his hips slamming into hers so hard it drove her down into the mattress.

The doberwoman screamed out as her brother delved deeper than anyone ever had before, his cock twitching inside of her deepest depth. Then, with a snarling growl, he came. Flooding her womb directly with thick, virile cum. She was being bred! Fertilized by her own brother!

Feeling his sperm fill her, finally making its way right where it belonged… Janice came again, another in a chain of orgasm's that was more powerful than the last. But this time it was different, it was almost too much for her to handle. She felt like her brain was being fried by sheer over-stimulation. When it finally ended Janice was a wreck, her whole body felt sore from how tightly her muscles had tensed and convulsed during her orgasm.

Her brother slid his cock out of her, her cervix sealing all that cum inside her where it belonged, barely a trickle leaking out of her.

“I can't believe we did that…" Janice said, panting, feeling a wave of euphoria from the sensation of his cum inside her…

“We're not done." Trevor stated bluntly, grabbing Janice by the arm and flipping her onto her back before plunging his still hard cock back into her used pussy.

Janice gasped as though she had been punched in the gut, moaning as he immediately began hammering away with reckless abandon. The doberwoman instinctively wrapped her arms and legs around her brother as he slammed into her, pushing into her cervix right out the gate this time.

She knew it was wrong, but it felt right. She was where she belonged, where she needed to be, pinned under her brother, serving as his cocksleeve.

After several minutes of relentless fucking, he pumped her full of another load before changing positions and doing it again and again and again. Janice's belly started to swell out just from how much cum there was inside of her womb, like a pseudo-pregnancy. It wobbled with every motion she made, every thrust of his hips into her, his cum sloshing around inside of her.

When he wasn't fucking her pussy he was using her mouth, when he wasn't using her mouth, he was shoving his cock straight into her tailhole. Doggy style, missionary, cowgirl, full nelson, bent over his desk, pinned against a wall, there wasn't a position the siblings didn't fuck in. His room, her room, the living room, the kitchen, the shower, even their parents room for good measure! Every inch of the house bore witness to their forbidden fornication.

Morning turned to afternoon, afternoon to evening. They didn't stop, when Trevor's stomach rumbled they just took their debauchery to the kitchen. Trevor would eat a meal at the table, while Janice took her meal beneath it.

Her brother's stamina far exceeded her own, but she was unable to tell him to stop. Janice would simply pass out while being fucked, only to wake up again with her brother fucking her in a entirely new position.

It wasn't until midnight when he finally gave into exhaustion, laying atop Janice, panting.

“No girl has ever kept up with me like that…" He looked down into Janice's eyes. “I love you, sis…"

Suddenly he pressed his muzzle against Janice's, tongue invading her mouth in a passionate embrace. The doberwoman was taken off guard yet again, but soon pressed back into the kiss. The two siblings shared an intimate embrace that somehow felt even more taboo than the marathon of raw, unprotected sex they had just undergone.

As he broke off the kiss, Janice looked back up at Trevor, smiling.

“I love you too, big bro."

As the weeks went by, the siblings' parents eventually returned home and the pair had to be quieter about their… activities. Trevor was already working on securing somewhere else so the pair could move out together, especially after Janice confirmed they would be needing the extra space.

Janice thankfully no longer had the severe symptoms of withdrawal and could finally function like a normal person. At least, until she was around her brother. The smell of him alone sending her into a lustful spiral of need and desire. She wondered if she was finally cured… or if it was just the little bit of him growing inside her belly that kept her in check? Would she need to let him breed her again and again?

Part of her hoped so…

* * * * *

Suzanne was walking through the hallway when she noticed her son's door ajar. Both Trevor and Janice had gone out to the store together after hanging out in Trevor's room for the last four hours. The two were spending an awful lot of time together lately, maybe a new game had come out they were playing together?

The older doberwoman peeked into Trevor's room. The sheets were a mess and her motherly instinct couldn't help but go in there and at least straighten them out.

That's when she noticed a puddle of…

Well, she knew what it looked like. But that didn't make any sense, Janice had just been in here and it was right in the open, a pretty big puddle of it too. Right on his bed…

Suzanne chuckled to herself and shook her head, chastising herself for such a dirty mind, they probably just spilled something.

Ever curious, she got a dab of it on her finger, surprised at how warm it was. Raising an eyebrow she brought it up to her nose.

The musky scent hit her like a ton of bricks, it was unmistakable that her first suspicion had been the right one, no matter how little sense that made.

Then, suddenly, surprising even herself, she stuffed her finger into her mouth, licking it clean. Her eyes then became fixed on the remaining puddle on the bed sheets as her body trembled, scooping it up in both hands as she brought more of it to her muzzle…