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"I've got to admit, I'm still shocked to hear that Carla decided to have another child."

"Sometimes the bug just hits, sweetie. You and I both know that."

"Yes, but...I remember she and Frank were quite adamant about just having two children and calling it quits."

"Who knows, dear. It's kinda weird, but if they're happy, that's all that really matters, isn't it?"

"I...I suppose."

Uncertainty was still plain on the face of Tina Walton. She'd married into the Walton family years ago when she met Jeff Walton, the older brother of Carla Walton. She was smitten on first sight, and not surprisingly, the pair rushed into a marriage and having kids almost as soon as they could.

What was surprising was the fact that they'd lasted as a couple, and even into their early 40's, they were still entirely happy together. They were a model couple, caring for each other and keeping the romance alive, no matter how many times they shared the same kiss, used the same pet names, and made love in the same old bed...it all still felt fresh to them, every single day of their lives.

They had only one child, and were happy to stop there, with the handful that he was in his younger years. He was one Kyle Walton, born just a year ahead of his cousins, Sarah and Jack. Being an only child, he was a bit shut off from the world, and always envied his cousins for having each other to talk to and hang out with, but all the same, when he saw them, he treated them like his own siblings, and at each family gathering, they spent so much time catching up on each others lives that they scarcely left time for any other activities.

"Isn't Aunt Carla a little old to be having children?" Kyle asked, finally joining in the conversation from the back seat of the sedan. "I mean...can't that be dangerous for a woman her age?"

"Your Aunt Carla has always taken very good care of herself," Tina pointed out. "If there's anyone who could safely have a child into her later years, it would be her, no doubt. It's sweet of you to worry about her, though."

"I...I wasn't worried!" Kyle tried to backtrack. He was just on the verge of his 20's, and wasn't quite ready to embrace adulthood in the fullest; he still had to cling to the visage of being a teenager and not having a care in the world. "It just seems kinda weird to me, too."

"It's their decision to have the child. We shouldn't judge," Tina replied. "And I expect you to be fully supportive of your Aunt and her decision."

"Not like I have a lot of a choice," Kyle muttered, as he crossed his arms. He was getting impatient, as he often did when the family was on a long car trip.

This one was much longer than any other he'd ever known, however. It was only recently that Carla and Frank had moved away from the state that they grew up in, so what used to be a two hour trip had suddenly turned into an eight hour excursion, meaning that there was no way the family could afford to drive out, visit and drive back in the same day. In a sense, it excited Kyle, as he'd get to associate with young adults his own age for once, but he'd always known his Uncle Frank to be a bit of a square, and his Aunt Carla was always prying into his personal life, something that he didn't quite feel comfortable sharing with the average adult.

"Oh, I'm sure this is going to go fine," Tina tried to encourage her gruff child. "It'll be great to see some extended family again, and I know your cousins have missed you. I'm sure a visit will help them feel more at home in their new place," she suggested, though only moments later, she was scratching her head. "Still kinda weird that the GPS system couldn't quite pick up on the town, though. Seems like it isn't on the road atlas, either."

"It's probably a fairly new subdivision that they're calling a town," Jeff pointed out. "New constructions do that all of the time...it's probably a post office, a gas station, some railroad tracks and a neighborhood out in the distance. Hardly qualifies as a town."

"Yes, but Carla has had nothing but good things to say about it. I'm excited to see just how friendly everyone is!"

Born into the age of technology, Kyle was the one most unsettled by the fact that the town wasn't listed on any map. He'd done his research ahead of time, and there wasn't anything he could find on the internet about it, either. There were no population records, no landmarks, not even a description of the area around it to work from...it seemed only the people that lived there were able to give out addresses to others, making it feel more like a hidden compound to Kyle than an actual town.

When they finally reached the edge of the city limits, however, his mood softened up a bit.

Farm land spread out for a ways around the city, dotted with typical barns and farmhouses that one might expect to see in such an area. The roads slowly improved and grew wider as they came closer to the city, and the last bits of gravel disappeared under proper asphalt.

"There...doesn't this look like a cozy place?" Tina asked, looking back at her son with a smile. "We're almost there...I'm sure that Sarah and Jack just can't wait to see you!"

"I...yeah. I guess it does look kinda nice," Kyle replied, though his voice was still just a little unsure. Something inside of him wasn't ready to accept the town at face value...and it was a voice he should have listened to.

**

"Goodness, Carla! You look like you're about to burst!"

Tina wasn't sure just how long ago the seed had been planted, but Carla looked far too pregnant for how far along her estimate was. Her tummy was stretched out wide, and already, the poor woman was laboring to deal with a weight that stuck out rather sharply from an otherwise slim body and frame.

"Feels like I might set a new world record for the heaviest baby at birth," Carla joked right along, chuckling at the thought of her stomach gushing open, as morbid as it actually was. "It's so good to see you all again, Tina...and look at little Kyle! Guess I can't really call him little anymore!"

"Boy sure was a late bloomer," Jeff agreed, "But in that last year of high school, he shot up like a weed!"

With the gap between when they last saw each other, Jack and Sarah barely recognized Kyle, but seeing him get out of the car with his parents, the Walton children knew that he had to be their cousin. He was much taller than their last encounter, standing even higher than Jack, and his body was actually filled out, from the bean pole figure that he used to have.

"He sure turned out to be quite the handsome young man. I'm sure he's beating off the ladies with a stick," Carla offered him a compliment, and he turned his feet together before staring down at them with a bashful warmth in his cheeks.

"He's a little too quiet for most girls, but when one comes over, it feels like we can't get them to leave."

"Ugh... seriously, Dad?!"

"Oh, don't be so shy, Kyle," Tina half-nagged him. "Being popular with the ladies is nothing to be embarrassed about."

There was only a brief moment of pause as Kyle found himself too coy to reply, but a smile did cross his lips as he saw Sarah walking out of the front door of the impressively large house.

"L-listen, Kyle. Why don't you run inside and hang out with Sarah while we go set up the rest of the baby shower?" Carla offered, able to see just how uncomfortable her young nephew had become. "We shouldn't need too much more help over at Ms. Schafer's."

"It really was kind of her to offer her place for the event," Tina said, completely ignorant of the devious motives that prompted the decision. "You've had nothing but good things to say about her, sis. I can't wait to meet her!"

"She's very eager to meet all of you, as well!" Carla confirmed, as Kyle quietly snuck off to the porch and followed Sarah inside. "If you've got nothing else going on, Jeff, would you mind coming over to help us get some things fixed up over there?"

"It'd be my pleasure," Jeff replied. He and his wife walked across the small lawn between the two houses and headed inside, and Jack was quick to follow them, as Kyle followed Sarah into the kitchen. He hadn't seen her from the front properly, and the railing of the front porch was covering her stomach from view when he first set eyes upon her, so he was glad that he wasn't drinking anything when she finally turned around in the kitchen; he would have promptly spit it all over Sarah.

"S-Sarah...you're pregnant?! What the hell?!" he asked, actually leaning against the kitchen table for a moment as he processed what he was seeing.

"What? It's not like it's that uncommon for girls my age to get pregnant, y'know."

"You're only 18! Do...do your parents know about this?" The interrogation continued, but Kyle quickly smacked his own forehead with his palm. "Who am I kidding...how could they not know! You're almost as bulged out as your mother!"

There was a sense of pride in the bulge that stuck out from Sarah's body, one that she made clear as she rubbed her stomach gently with an open palm. It already felt odd to Kyle, who felt Sarah was too young to make such a heavy decision, but if he knew the full story behind how she'd been impregnated, he might actually faint from the shock of it.

"Yeah...I have gotten awfully big," Sarah agreed, as she smiled a warm, motherly smile and looked upon the flesh that encased her unborn child. "But I couldn't be happier about that...I do hope I'll finally pop soon. It's been hell on my back, carrying all of this weight around, but...enough about me, Kyle. What's been going on in your life?"

Kyle could barely manage a word. The instinct that told him to be cautious about the town was ringing fresh in the back of his mind once again, and the fact that everyone was so calm about such a young pregnancy was more than mildly disturbing to him.

They hadn't even brought it up.

"N-nothing...nothing really new in my life, Sarah," Kyle finally did reply, though his words were almost as shaky as he was. "Do y-you have anything I can drink? I think I'm a little dehydrated."

"Of course, Kyle," Sarah replied, her voice so nurturing that it was almost creepy to her cousin. "We've got some fresh milk...there's a local place that delivers it every week. It's kinda old fashioned, but it's so much better than the stuff you buy in the stores."

"Pregnant at this age...maybe there's something in the milk," Kyle suggested, trying to force a dry chuckle at his own weak joke. Sarah joined him, mostly to spare his feelings, as she pulled a carafe of the tainted liquid from the fridge and poured Kyle a healthy glass. "Good thing my girlfriend isn't here."

"You've got a girlfriend?" Sarah asked, listening to his next words with overly eager ears, and watching him take a full sip of the milk with curious eyes.

Kyle let out a gasp of delight, shocked at just how sweet the milk was as it washed over his taste buds. "I...uh...n-no. No I don't," he admitted. "Sorry that joke fell kinda flat."

"It's okay, Kyle. You don't need to impress your cousin, you know."

"Heh, I guess not. Things have just been kinda weird for me since I got into my first couple years of college. I feel stressed out and paranoid all of the time...kinda miss feeling young and irresponsible, I guess."

"Isn't that what college is all about? Being young and irresponsible?"

"I know that they make it look that way on television and in the movies," Kyle acknowledged, "But truth be told, it isn't a whole lot like that, if you seriously try. It feels like every single week is going to be the last week I'm enrolled, unless I bust my ass through every single class that I take."

Sarah frowned just slightly at her cousin's plight and crossed her arms over her bulging tummy. "Sounds to me like you need a serious stress release."

"Guess it wouldn't hurt, but I dunno what I can do, really. I gotta be honest, drinking doesn't really do anything for me anymore."

"Makes the milk a bit of a waste, then?"

"No, it's good," Kyle corrected himself, "I'm talking about booze, you dork."

" Obviously."

"Heh. Still...sounds like maybe you had something else in mind? I'm guessing you've got all kinds of techniques to get over the stress, being pregnant and all."

Sarah shook her head slowly. "No, not really...but you mentioned wanting to feel young again."

"What about it?"

"Well..." she trailed off for a moment, before shooting her cousin a coy, playful grin. "Do you wanna play a game?"

As an adult, it felt weird to have such childish interactions with his cousin, but Kyle couldn't help smiling back at Sarah at her suggestion. She truly had his best interests at heart, it seemed, and he was more than happy to abide her silly idea, especially with no one else around.

"Sure," Kyle replied. "Are you more of a racing game type, or a first-person shooter?"

"Not a video game," Sarah pointed out, as she started to walk out of the kitchen. "A different kind of game."

Kyle raised a brow as he stood up from the kitchen table and followed Sarah out of the room. She was heading up to her bedroom, and certainly, if they were still children, this wouldn't have been that unusual, but something about it felt a little strange to Kyle as he followed his younger cousin up the stairs to the second floor. The house was very properly constructed, keeping the floors from creaking or whining, even as Kyle rumbled up them to catch his sister; she was surprisingly quick, despite her pregnancy.

"You know, this is how a lot of weird stories start," Kyle said as he walked down the hallway. He only saw Sarah's backside heading into her bedroom as he turned the corner and followed her in. Her bedroom was just what one might expect for an 18 year old female: years of pink decor had given way to more sophisticated purple and grey tones that gave the entire area a fashionable look, and as if to signify a purity she no longer had, the sheets and covers upon her bed were a stark, brilliant white.

What was also white was the chair that she pulled away from the desk on her wall, before she patted the seat and gestured at Kyle. "Just what kind of stuff have you been looking at while you've been away at college?" Sarah asked, playing right along with his somewhat twisted statement. "C'mere. Take a seat."

He still couldn't shake the sense that something weird was going on, but Kyle was happy to take a load off of his feet and sit back in the chair. "You know, a lot of people would think that getting a massage from their cousin was really weird," Kyle pointed out, just before he felt Sarah resting her palms on his head...but it wasn't for a massage.

"That would be a little bit weird, yeah, but that's not what this is about," Sarah explained. In an instant, the room vanished, and everything turned black for Kyle...his cousin had blindfolded him, for whatever reasons she had. "This is a game, remember?"

Kyle gulped down a small lump in his throat, though he did his best to keep it quiet. He knew just how sneaky and mischievous Sarah could be from the times that they hung out as children, and she always seemed to have a prank or two up her sleeve. No joke was too elaborate for her, and Kyle was sure that he'd know what this one was about in just a matter of seconds.

He was right about his assumption, but he never would have guessed what was coming.

" S-Sarah! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

The sound of Kyle's zipper coming undone was that much louder on his ears, with his eyes deprived of their sight, and it wasn't just the fact that it was being pulled down that disturbed him. It was the subtle rubbing of delicate fingertips over the bulge in his boxers that truly worried him, and though he wasn't tied down to the chair, he was too shocked to properly move.

"Just relieving some of my cousin's stress...there's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

The question was asked in a manner that was somehow equal parts lewd and innocent, as if Sarah really didn't think there was any issue with her actions, and yet, she acknowledged just how sexual they were. "There's a ton wrong with that! W-we can't do this!"

"No one's holding you here, Kyle..."

"But...Sarah, y-you can't..."

"Can, and I will," she replied cheekily, knowing that her touch was all that she needed to keep her cousin planted in the seat. She kept fondling around until she fished the flesh of his cock out through the small flap in the front of his boxers, and she gave it a couple gentle squeezes of encouragement to help the blood flowing to it. "Besides, I still need to tell you how I got pregnant, don't I?"

Given the rather tame act of incest that was budding between the cousins, Kyle was already fearing the worst, as far as who might have been the father of this child. Clearly, moving to this town had done something weird to his extended family, and he wasn't sure that he wanted to get to the bottom of it. Worse still, he didn't think that he had a choice.

"Y-you could spare me those details, Sarah. That's your private life," he suggested, hoping that she might take his suggestion and release his cock, but it was already responding to her touch, and growing within the gentle grasp of her fingers.

Sarah grinned, loving the feeling of her cousin's member growing thick and full in her palm. "But it's one that I'm happy to share with you, my dear cousin...in vivid detail."

"Sarah, do not -

"It was daddy...daddy fucked my brains out," Sarah cut him off, leaning right into the back of his ears and letting her lips tease the ticklish flesh with her every word. "It took a little coaxing from me, of course, but once he was as into my new body as I was, he was quick to catch on...he pinned me right into the wall and fucked my tight, dripping wet pussy and filled me up with all of the cum I could handle..."

Kyle felt the blood rushing from his face, though he couldn't see just how pale he really was. I'm not hearing this, he thought. I'm not hearing any of this. I fell asleep in the car on the way here, and this is some kind of fucked up dream...some kind of horrible dream!

"He thought it was so weird, just like you do now...but when he saw my thick, luscious fur and my dripping fangs, I think it turned him on even more...didn't know that your cousin was a werewolf, did you?"

"...You're a what?!"

"Mmhm...and my brother, my father, and my mother... all of us have been turned," Sarah confirmed for him, much to his continually growing terror. That fear fought in an slowly losing conflict with the shameful arousal that he felt at the mental image of Sarah being pressed into a wall and fucked rotten by her father, and as her touch hastened and stroked back and forth faster over his member, his fear was almost completely replaced with impassioned lust and a budding curiosity to know more about what had happened. "And you, Kyle...you'll be turned soon, too."

"I would never want that," Kyle shot back, and though he tried to sound confident, Sarah could hear that all of the conviction was drained from his voice. Her fingertips were covered in a clear shimmer of endlessly flowing precum, and she could feel every vein pulsing and bulging into her palm as she began furiously pumping at her cousin's flesh. "I c-can't...can't believe any of this! F-fuck...I won't!"

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, Kyle. You've already had your fair share of milk, after all. It's only a matter of time, now."

As if Sarah was in control of the transformation, Kyle could feel a strange itching sensation crawling across the surface of his skin. The hairs upon his arms were always rather thin and light, but they began to darken and thicken as Sarah squeezed around the very tip of his manhood, happily stroking him close to an orgasm so that his focus would be divided. The cock in her hands was already shifting, however, drawing closer to something that was more canid than human, as the rounded tip of Kyle's length began to tapered and glow a delicate shade of red.

"You?! You d-did this to me?" Kyle whined as he found his cousin to be the source of the betrayal. No doubt, she acted as part of a larger plan, but all the same, Kyle couldn't help a grimace of anger crossing his lips for a moment, before the act felt entirely unnatural. He couldn't see why, precisely, but he could feel his face stretching out just slightly as the bones in his face began to melt and reform around his nose, and then, they extended away, all of their own accord.

Kyle didn't have to see the changes to know that he wasn't just being pranked by his cousin, anymore, and he was trembling against the chair as he felt his body drawing close to a completely forbidden and incestuous orgasm. He should have been more resistant to the sensation, even from the start...but he'd gone right along with it, and though he believed he should feel some shame, it was fading fast, behind the arousing idea that his own cousin was rubbing him off.

If he could only think straight, he might be able to feel a little shame for it, but lust was the only thing crossing his mind.

"Tell me, my dear cousin," Sarah murmured into his ear, as she felt a small layer of fur beginning to cover it, all while the flesh underneath grew thicker and taller, right against her lips, "Have you ever thought about fucking your own mother? Would that turn you on at all?"

Sarah was panting just a little bit from her sexual efforts, and she knew that her womanhood was simply dripping with liquid desire as her cousin began to pant in time with her. His precum was flowing like a gentle stream, and she knew that he was on the verge of his release, but she wouldn't quite grant him the right, just yet.

"N-never..." Kyle grunted, though already, his voice was inhuman. There was a thick, throaty growl behind it, and he struggled to speak as he felt sharp, curved fangs peeking out from where flat teeth used to be. His body was somewhere between human and canine, but Sarah loved the feel of his cock turning into the latter, and the thick knot that rested at the base of his crotch was smooth and divine against her fingertips. She held it, knowing it was the key to his climax, but she predicated her next move on his final answer.

"Not even once, hm? That's a shame...would you do it now, though? Now that you know what you know about us?"

Hard as it was to think, Kyle was trying to envision the thought, and though he struggled through it, he gave a very subtle nod, and when he did, he felt the blindfold come up from his eyes.

The first thing he felt was shock, as he saw fur encompassing his face, and a pair of canine eyes looking back at him. He wasn't fully transformed, but he was close, and it was a sanity questioning moment for Kyle...who looked deeper into the mirror and saw his mother in the corner of the bedroom, tied up and gagged, completely nude.

"That's good, my darling cousin...because you don't have a fucking choice," Sarah told him, as she turned the wheeled chair around and pushed Kyle right over to his mother, just in time to squeeze his knot, stroke his girth, and force her own cousin to released his seed upon his mother's face. She winced her eyes closed and cried around her gag as Kyle let out a literal howl of orgasmic delight, and seed that was much hotter than the average human yield covered her cheeks. It spilled down over her nose, lips and neck as more and more of the canine cum squirted out, and Sarah looked over her cousin with a gleeful smirk as her fingers were coated in the sticky mess...though they were dry in comparison to her Aunt, who felt streak after streak of ejaculate spilling across her face, until the soft, weaker bursts of it spilled upon the cleavage of her breasts, making a proper mess of her bust.

On the verge of becoming a full werewolf, Kyle could only pant in ecstasy, even as he looked over the horrible thing he'd done to his mother. It didn't help to think that he'd just gotten a handjob from his own cousin, and worse still...it felt amazing for him.

"Oh, don't look so worried," Sarah whispered, as the kissed the back of her cousin's now canine ear. "You're probably scared of what'll happen when your father finds out, right?"

Again, Kyle could only nod in reply.

"He's got his own problems to worry about, Kyle...and since he's too busy having fun with Ms. Schafer, we can keep having our own fun here..."