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[b][u][center]Sister’s Heat

For Rayoelgatubelo

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

“Phonodont -”

“I told you, call me Fonzie.”

“Whatever. What are we doing for dinner?”

He shrugged, looking up from his game just long enough to give the kitchen a look. It wasn’t exactly bare, and he could tell that she’d already picked out something for dinner. The big, thawed out chicken on the counter was sign enough for that.

“Whatever you’re cooking, I guess.”

“Me?”

“I did it last night. I’m doing dishes tonight.”

“Typical.”

“Yeah, well, don’t set out a big dinner idea when a new game comes out, sis.”

Mel - or Melascia, as she’d want him to call her - sniffed as she walked behind the couch, heading to the kitchen. The typical bang, bang, bang of pots and pans being pulled down, the thumps of spice jars hitting the counter, and the beeps of an oven getting properly heated were all quite familiar, and all much better when they were getting caused by someone other than him.

Fonzie got back to his game as his sister continued working over the food, muttering just loud enough for him to hear the sound without being loud enough for him to make out the words. Probably the same complaints he would have made, to be honest, but he didn’t care. As long as she was cooking, he was happy.

[i]Heh, one of these days we’re going to have to get a cook. Both of us hate cooking too much for it to work forever.[/i] But that was a long way off. He and Mel had moved in together mostly due to finances, with him being half broke and her being a little less. In San Francisco, the only real solution had been to join up and share a place. Not a very big place, either, which meant that he had gotten a number of eyefuls in the last few months.

Nothing new there, though. The family traditions had seen to that.

The food was probably about half done, by the time, when he perked up at a different scent. Fonzie took two quick breaths before grunting, rubbing his nose.

“Oh, Meeeeeeeeeeel?”

“Yeah?”

“There something you forgot to mention?”

“Wha - oh, you can smell it over the chicken, huh?”

“It’s kinda hard to miss. You’ve always been strong-smelling when you go into heat.”

“Mmmph...fuck, and here I thought I’d be able to make it past dinner.”

“No fucking chance of that…”

He shook his head. No chance of that at all. He could already smell the heated pheromones in the air getting thicker by the minute, and Fonzie had a pretty good idea of what he’d see if he turned around. A sleek, black tail slowly poking its way free of his sister’s behind, sliding over the waistband of her pants and then switching back and forth, beckoning him.

Last time that’d happened, he’d gotten a back full of scratches and a dick that didn’t want to come out again for a few days. And he had a date lined up for tomorrow. No way, no way, no -

“Phonodont.”

“Come on, not that mouthful…”

“I don’t care. Your sister needs you.”

“But - sis, the game -”

“If you don’t get over here right now, I’m going to knock you off the couch, drag you to the balcony, and make you fuck me right on the edge. Understand me?”

Sighing, Fonzie put the game on pause. Sure, he was going to lose all his progress when he got back - if he got back before the TV and everything connected to it shut down - but it was better than losing the whole save file because his sister decided to wrench all the cords out of the wall. Shaking his head, he got up and turned towards the kitchen.

Mel had already gotten into the transformation, the crotch of her pants utterly soaked. She half-looked like she’d pissed herself, but the smell told the truth of things. He groaned, his cock already starting to rise in his pants as he walked up behind her, stroking one hand along her side. Black fur was already sprouting along her back, puffing out along the bottom of her shirt and the waist of her pants. And the counter wasn’t faring too well, either, sporting claw marks along the - thankfully - cheap wood panels.

“Better get you -”

“Fuck that. Pull it out...ram it in…”

“You’re gonna wreck your clothes.”

“Budgeted. Just...get it out...and change, god-damnit!”

[i]There’s no talking to her when she gets like this,[/i] he thought, though he didn’t dare say it out loud. She’d probably claw his eyes out.

As she writhed against the counter, he pulled his pants down and yanked off his shirt. A good tan went all the way down his body, thanks to a private beach he’d found, and his dick started throbbing as he imagined what he was about to do. He grinned as her hips started to swell, and judging from the way she leaned against the counter, her breasts were doing the same.

Resisting the urge to compare her to a were-cow, he grabbed her hips and gave her a good, hard spank. She gasped, bouncing forward along the counter, only to push her hips back again, almost grinding against his cock.

Of course, it wasn’t looking quite so human, anymore. He grinned as the change rushed over him, the black fur of a panther growing in on his chest and then down his stomach. It spread quicker and easier for him, considering he wasn’t dealing with all the hormones and problems that a heat brought on, but his cock was certainly throbbing enough from Mel’s scent. Even as his sheath started forming, wrapping around his cock and starting to change it from a fleshy tone to a pink one, it never stopped throbbing, never stopped aching for her touch.

Mel’s change continued at random, her toes bursting through her socks and her tail - and much bigger rear - ripping through her pants. They fell to the ground in shreds, bits and pieces of them still together, but the majority of it gone. Her panties came apart just a few seconds later, splitting in half around her rounded hips, exposing a pussy that was as drippy as he was.

“Phonodont...you better be hard…”

“I don’t think there’s a guy on the planet that’d be soft. I bet you could get a gay man hard, smelling like that.”

“Not looking for that. Just - MMPH!”

She broke off in a deep moan as he slammed in, the barbs of his cock just forming as he slid in up to the hilt in one go. He grinned as he grabbed her by the hips, feeling a little safer from this angle. At least from here, she couldn’t grab him with her claws, or anything like -

“AH!”

He yelped as her toe claws raked across his foot, almost pulling out of her before she wrapped her legs around him. He could feel those deadly points pressing just under his tail, keeping him in place as his sister kept him deep inside of her.

“Don’t...you dare...stop…”

“Uh...Right…”

So he wasn’t so safe. A little drop of sweat slipped down over his muzzle as it stretched out of his face, his breath coming a little faster as he thrust back and forth, in and out. His sister’s drenched cunt oozed all over his cock, making him slicker, able to thrust harder, deeper, and her grip on him from behind made him do it, her muscled legs forcing him deep.

[i]She’s gonna kill me with those claws, someday,[/i] he thought, feeling the prick of them every time he pulled back too far, every time she thought he wasn’t going fast enough. Fonzie’s cheeks burned, knowing how well his sister controlled him. Even when she was at her neediest and weakest, she could still play him too easily.

She groaned and moaned beneath him, only shreds of her shirt remaining. Her ears were climbing up the sides of her head as she finished her transformation, her whiskers brushing against flour and spices as she rocked back and forth on the counter. Her breasts were so big by now that they squished out to her sides, rather than completely flattening against her chest. She groaned, growling as her pussy dripped and squelched and squeezed around him, pulling his cock to ever higher pleasurable moments.

Suddenly, she pulled him in deep, his cock pressing almost into her womb. He groaned, biting his lip to keep from going over the edge as he felt her cum on his cock. Every inch of her inner walls were squeezing on him, pulling at him, milking him. She wanted him to cum, and only the knowledge that this would not be the first round kept him from blowing his load.

Slowly, she came down from the edge, and he shivered as he felt her pussy juice literally dripping off of his balls, his sac utterly drenched from when she’d squirted all over him. He shook his head, trying to catch his breath -

“Ooof!”

Her tail, then her leg shoved him back, knocking him over the table. Fonzie groaned, rubbing the back of his head, but he had no respite. Mel was already there, leaping onto the table and straddling him, her pussy drooling over his belly as she started lining his cock up properly. The tip slid inside of her, and she smirked down at him.

“My brother’s learning...no more nights when I have to ride it through orgasm after orgasm, hmmm?”

“I’m really, really hoping not…”

“Oh, but it’s sooooo fun...for me.”

A little tremor of fear ran through him, the sensation not that dissimilar to the stories of redhoods that their mother used to tell him. They couldn’t be worse than her; not when she was this deep in heat.

His eyes rolled back in his skull as she slammed down on his cock, taking it up to the hilt again before riding it like mad. Her claws pressed against his chest, like a cat kneading her favorite toy, and he shivered, knowing that they’d be digging into him before long.

“Come on, Phonodont...show your sister what you can do…”

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“Why-y-y-y-y…”

“Oh, stop whining. You got laid, didn’t you?”

He felt like a shadow of his former self, the panther slumped over the table with his hands clutching his shriveled balls. Not one orgasm, or even three, but ten. She’d dragged ten out of him, for twenty of her own.

And now the sun was coming up. No sleep, no games, and work was waiting for him.

The worst part was, Mel was no worse for wear. His sister was completely fine, munching on some bacon and french toast, while he could barely move. She finished her plate, taking it to the sink, and patted him on the head.

“I’ll get the car ready. You get the dishes done, and come down when you’re ready.”

“Fuck...you…”

“Nah, I got all I needed last night. See you soon.”

“Nnnngh…”

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]