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Before his clash with the TMI (shortened abbreviation for Taboo Market Industry), Mark didn't know his full history. Tutored by Alexandre since his childhood, he started off with laughable skills, but this didn't permanently handicap him. Alexandre looked at his best friend as he trained. "Mark, thanks for rescuing my wife Lily," he said. Mark looked at his signature sword, known as Blitzkrieg. "Don't worry; you've both been great together," he said. Alexandre smiled as he patted Mark's head. "The Arcanine Family and I think you'll do well in the war, as you've shown what you can do these days," Alexandre said with a grin. Mark confidently hugged him as they shared a gaze towards one another. "Thank you for that admiration. As my tutor and father figure, who else could have trained me so well," he said. "Oh, aren't you so kind to me," teased Alexandre. His reflection was seen on Blitzkrieg, and he felt Mark's blood pump. "I bet you're ready for finishing the war the TMI won't concede to," he said.

Mark's head gave a slight nod as he began preparing his sword. "I would love to, but something's incomplete; one last duel we can have," he said. Alexandre's face showed a disturbed expression. "Hold on, possibly even to the death," he asked. Mark's stricter expression did not faze. "It won't need to go that far. I plan to master some of my inner bankai," he said. Alexandre reluctantly gave him a nod. "If you feel that would be what's best for you, then I shall at least try to help you," he said. Backing up and facing each other, the anthropomorphic Arcanine threw down his shirt and roared at what's been his #1 student. "Let's start this now," he said. Mark sprinted as he threw his signature sword high in the air. Blitzkrieg's physical form transformed into lightning that gave Alexandre less time to build up strength. "I'm not used to a lightning-based approach," he thought. His nose, which could assist with detecting Mark's smell, was his sole defensive option for him to use. Mark's legs twirled as his body transported from the special inner bankai. Previously, only Lord Raigeki was known to do this in a fight.

"How the hell did he learn that," thought Alexandre, whose stunning reflexes blocked the physical attack Mark launched. He swiped some skin off of Mark's right arm with his nails, which left an injury, but wasn't much blood he'll see from Mark. He heard Mark's scream of pain as his swipe burnt his skin, due to copper ashes that have been his weakness. These ashes were secretly a weapon passed down in the Krieg family, along with the heritage Alexandre has grown to lead. The use of them is taboo, but not illegal, due to its strength against a dark, demonic soul. Mark knelt in pain as his burnt arm bled; this made him subject to vulnerability as Alexandre could have potentially gone for Mark's neck, which is guaranteed to be fatal if the ashes would be included. However, Mark grabbed the arm just in time and struck the nails' tips with lightning. Alexandre roared more, but this time from the pain as his nails' ashes now backfired. His hand was burning from the copper ashes he planned to use, due to the fire hazard they're notoriously known for.

"He lured me right in a trap," Alexandre thought. Mark rose from his knees as he physically charged right at Alexandre, pinning him from his stronger body. "Mark, stop! There's no question about who would be stronger," he yelled. Mark collapsed on his friend, but still had consciousness. "Those ashes burnt my arm and energy," he said. Alexandre laughed as he blew off his hand's flames, which showed Alexandre's fur burnt off, but his skin was not fazed, likely due to an inner bankai that safeguarded his skin from burning. Mark looked irritated, assuming that Alexandre was mocking him. "What's so hilarious, Pops," he asked. "I found it ironic you got my hand on fire," Alexandre teased, hugging him with his uninjured hand. Mark smiled as he felt a lot more confident. "To be fair, I think we've both been burnt out," he said. The two shared a laugh as they got up. Alexandre carried Mark, who was exhausted from the lingering ashes that ruined his right arm, which was difficult to hold objects with, albeit because of the pain. "If you weren't a Krieg by blood, you would have lost your life," warned Alexandre.

Mark looked up at him with a confused expression. "Those ashes are already used to kill," he yelled. Lillian, who heard Mark's tired voice, rushed to him. "Sweetie, whatever is wrong," she asked as she looked at them both. Alexandre gulped as his wife had a saddened expression on his face. "Hubby, just what's been happening out there," she asked. "Mark and I trained to see how well he'll fight in the war," Alexandre said, presenting Mark's Blitzkrieg to his wife. She looked carefully around Mark's right arm with burns and torn flesh; her face grew pale at such a horrifying sight. "I think you could have killed him," she yelled. Mark looked towards Lillian as she kissed his cheek. "I've already blamed myself for gambling my life to practice with your spouse," he said. Lillian felt awful for him and looked at Alexandre with a disappointed look she gave out to him. "How bad are his wounds you caused," she asked. Alexandre cried as he held Mark in his arms. "I shouldn't have used my copper ashes," he wept. Lillian was appalled as she thought of what Alexandre could have done. "How the hell could Mark have won," she asked, this time with a stricter expression.

Mark started smiling at the female Arcanine with a look of satisfaction. "He still gave me his best, as if even I were an enemy, despite not winning in the battle. Give or take rest and recreation, I don't believe my wounds will be there forever," he said. Lillian cried at Mark's sentence as she held him in her arms, now with both her and Alexandre who held him. "You poor thing! Mama Lillian will help you out, Dear," she wept. The Arcanine couple began carrying Mark in their house, where he was laid on a couch for recovering. Lillian prepared a homemade remedy to treat Mark's wounds. "Let's get you well," she said. Mark's face had a confused expression as he stared back at her. "What could treat even injuries like these," he asked as he looked at his wounds. Lillian smiled as she kissed him on the cheek. "As the matriarch of the Arcanine Family, along with the wife of a patriarch who I've known as Alexandre, or just paternal terminology for you, I've been the nurse who treats even some of the worst injuries you may see," she said. Mark's face was regaining color as his new nurse presented a bottle.

"Lillian, what's that bottle," he asked. Lillian giggled as she brought it close to him. "It's to treat those ashes and injuries. I've sometimes made remedies for burns, torn flesh, and more," she said as she dipped her fingertips in the medication bottle. Mark just gave a surprised expression as he felt her warm hands. "What on Earth made your hands warm," he asked. Lillian smirked as she treated the wounds he bore. "Since I harbor part of Alexandre's DNA, due to an impregnation from him, I myself have some inner bankai, but my medicine speeds up the progress a bit," she said. Mark began smiling as his arm changed back to a better condition. "This arm's looking amazing. Thanks for the help you could share with me," he said. Lillian smiled as she watched Mark's right arm restoration. "My pleasure; you're important to me, too," she said. Alexandre walked into the room with a firm erection in one hand. "Lillian, wanna ma- Um, could there be a worse time," he said. Lillian snickered as she saw him with such embarrassment.

"No, but I'll go wash my hands, then you and I should talk," she said. Alexandre watched her leave the room and made his way to Mark, who laid there on the couch. "My, my- you're recovering a lot faster than I've expected. I knew you could make it," he said. Mark groaned as Alexandre still held a persistent boner in one hand. "Why do you have an erection," he asked. Alexandre laughed a little nervously as Mark asked this. "My wife's a good piece of ass, so we've planned to make love," he said. Mark blushed as he began to feel some arousal when he ogled at the erection. "Since I'm 18, I can probably have sex with Alexandre," he thought. Alexandre's face got a happy expression as he heard his wife's voice. "Who wants cream pie for a treat," she teased, presenting her nude body to both of the men. Alexandre was stunned because of his hot wife's nudity, but especially in front of both him and Mark. Lillian stepped closer to Mark, who was already speechless at the time. "Want to bang the nurse you've loved," she asked as she blew him a kiss. Alexandre was shocked she was already flirting with Mark.

"Lillian, get over here," he yelled. Lillian smiled and willingly bent over. "I've already been naughty. Please, let Mark join in for some incestuous fun," she begged. Alexandre waved Mark to come to both of them. "Since this will be your first time, excluding the sex from a marriage, let me make one thing clear; you had been adopted long ago," he said. Mark looked slightly stunned with a sense of amazement. "I understand; anthros normally don't raise humans," he said. "Wait, you're aware that you were adopted," asked Alexandre. Mark gave a nod as he remembered who his original father was. "Lord Raigeki is said to have been my father, right," he asked. Lillian remained shocked at the two. "Alexandre, how would he be your son," she asked. "I'll be explaining that to you later," Alexandre said in a stern tone of voice. Mark motioned Lillian to move close to his crotch. "Want a nice bone," he teased. Lillian whimpered as Mark masturbated in front of her. "I want that bone, so to speak," she seductively said to him.

Alexandre grabbed her ass and playfully pinched her buttocks. "Hubby, can't we please have a threesome," inquired Lillian. "Go suck a dick. I'll settle for some vaginal penetration," Alexandre said. Lillian took the rude remark as a yes and began performing fellatio upon Mark's erection while the vaginal penetration went on. "Good girl. Now go make us proud," teased Alexandre. As much as she felt little more than insulted, it was not like she turned down the chance of straight sex. Lillian could not always stay on Alexandre's good side, but she's generally obeying his requests. "Hubby can be surprisingly challenging to please," she thought. She was the rare type of woman who won't mind performing fellatio, despite her jaws that can be used for battling, which most Arcanine tend to feature. She still loved fellatio, as long as she has spitting or swallowing to choose from. Alexandre loved vaginal bareback with her, particularly because she's not fertile post-menopause. "Take it like the slut you are," he barked. Mark petted Lillian's scalp as he was enjoying oral sex from her.

"I think your wife loves my meat," Mark said to Alexandre, who blew his load into the vagina of his wife. "Gah- that's the stuff," he thought, feeling his wife's vagina pleasuring texture becoming coated with his seminal fluids. Mark took longer than his step-father, but he did not mind waiting for his orgasm. Lillian watched Mark moan in pleasure as he came. She drank Mark's cum once the latter was climaxing. Happy with her work, Lillian took her mouth from the tasty erection and began smiling. "For a man 18, that was surprising. I'm a sucker for delicious cum," she said. Mark smiled as he watched her enjoying his pets with his hands. The busty Arcanine grinned as she appreciated the relaxing time she had. "I love smart men like you," Lillian whispered to her friend's ear. Alexandre's face had a confused expression, uncertain about what she told Mark. "What did you just say to him," he said. "I love smart men," replied Lillian, who blew a kiss to him. Alexandre looked skeptically as his erection stuck insider her. "I'm sure there was more than that," he said, now with a more annoyed expression on his face.

Lillian was concerned that he could not trust her. "How much did you think I said," she asked. "That mouth's movement looked like it went past four syllables," Alexandre said. "Surely, I was swallowing Mark's seed, too," Lillian said to her husband. Alexandre understood how his wife sometimes drank seminal fluids and concluded that there may have been that possibility. "Alternatively, that can be possible as well," he said. Mark was still petting Lillian, who incestuous side shocked him a bit. "Lillian, I'm surprised you would want incestuous intimacy with me," he thought. Lillian smiled as her head laid on his lap, enjoying the warmth of his penis on her lips. "You're the type who's already saved damsels like me, so there's more than my mother/son fetish," she said. Alexandre was slightly unsurprised by his wife's persistent flirting. "Mark is by no mean her son," he thought. He picked up his clothes and prepared for showering. "Lillian, thanks for your help, in regards to Mark's arm," he said with a facial expression that would apparently look sad.

Lillian lost her smile as she saw his frown. "I've let you bang me, but what has bugged you," she asked. Alexandre held an amulet his neck with a string into one of his hands. "Mark, I think this copper amulet will help you out. If you want to try it, feel free to let me know. This is a spare I've made," he said. Mark shook his head as he continued to rest upon the couch. "No thanks. I can wait for now," he said. Alexandre stepped out of the room as he sighed. "I felt horrible for making Mark scream at that fight we had, originally intended to train his skills. He's harbored post-traumatic stress disorder for years, and once his innocence was destroyed," he thought, remembering all of the traumatic events Mark went through since "school years". After he closed a bathroom window, as well as make sure its blinds were down, he took note of the shower he normally used; it was more humid than usual. "Now I remember; today's humidity is high. I also have a bathroom window, but I've already gotten that closed," he thought. He felt a better sense of privacy as he locked the door. "Finally, a bit of peace and quiet," he thought.

Mark rubbed his hands on Lillian's belly as she held her legs. Her tongue lolled out as she watched Mark's hands continue petting her. "I think it's a cute belly that loves pets, Lillian," Mark said to his friend. Lillian, who technically is his step-mom, seemed welcoming of bonding with Mark. Because Lillian has had no sons with her genes, she won't have biological mother-son relationships as a choice. "Mark, thanks for worshiping my soft belly," she flirtatiously said to him. Mark got up to head back to his room. "I think I would like to rest in my room. I love how you and I spent some time, although I'm sure I feel satisfied," he said. Lillian smiled as she watched him leave the room. "If you need me, let me know," she said. The secretly horny MILF yawned as she laid down on the warm couch. "Hubby's showering, Mark and I are done... What to do at this point," she thought. She heard the bedroom's door unlocking and watched Alexandre step out of the room, clothed. "I recently got done in the shower," he said, petting Lillian's head.