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Winter set in hard, blizzards pounding the region with snow, ice, and wind that sealed houses shut for days. It was a series of snowdays, not just for school, all nonessential work was canceled across the state.

Jeylin stood at the bottom of the stairwell, her small back to the closed door that would open to the living room. Her black fur and pajamas made most of her body hard to see in the shadows, but her white paws, belly, nose, and ear tips stood out.

She tossed a big ball up the stairs to her polar opposite, her white-furred twin brother with black paws, belly, nose, ear tips, and underwear. Han bounced the ball back down to her while he tried to think of new rules for their game. So many days cooped up was taking its toll on both of them and their parents.

Han scratched absentmindedly at the underwear between his wide open legs. His sheath had been tingling a lot lately and he didn't know why. His eyes were drawn to the door to his parents' room, the only room in the house with a TV. From behind the door, he could hear grunting and moaning from his parents as they played their adult games to pass the time.

A smaller foam ball smacked hard against the side of his face and he looked down the stairwell to his sister. "What was that for?"

"You weren't listening to me. I asked what that is." Jey was pointing up to his crotch where the tip of his penis was poking above the hem of his underwear. The pink flesh contrasted with his white and black motif and caught her undivided attention. She crawled up the steep stairs licking her lips but Han tried to cover it up.

"Let's make a fort," he almost squeaked. She perked up and nodded. "You gather all the big blankets and pull out the encyclopedia books, I'll push the couches together." Jeylin turned and bounded down the steps, the collection of balls at the bottom spilling into the living room as she opened the door.

Han looked back at his parents' door. The smells and sounds coming from them were intoxicating.

Han tiptoed around the top of the stairwell and into the office that had once been an upstairs kitchenette. From there he went into the walk-through closet that linked the master bedroom to the upstairs bathroom.

His parents had closed their closet door, but due to a playful accident some months prior there was a hole in the door the exact size of his foot. He lowered himself onto a pile of clothes so he could look through the low hole and up to his parents' bed.

"HAN!" his little twin's sharp yell almost made him hit his head on a boot rack. "I have the blankets." His parent's panting and moaning drew his attention back to the hole as Jeylin started gathering the books.

Looking through the hole he could see a grey wolf and black bear humping at each other as they spiraled in the air above their bed. Han wiped his eyes and looked again to confirm what he'd just seen. Indeed, they were floating and his dad's red rocket was pounding into his mother's puffy vulva as she hugged him close. Han didn't understand any of what he was looking at other than to know they were having lots of fun.

Jeylin pulled the last of the red encyclopedia over to the drum set before heading to her room and pulling out her stuffed animals. She put her purple rhino on the bass drum and stuck the drumsticks in the band of his hat.

"Play us something nice, Barty." She squeezed the button in his hoof and the toy projected a recording of her father playing a soothing background. It was the crystal she used to practice for the family album they recorded last summer. She hummed along, occasionally singing bits of her part in a song or two.

She tried in vain to move the couches into place and was surprised when one finally gave way with ease. She then saw Han pulling from the other side. It didn't take long for them to assemble the fort, which was odd.

Jeylin knew her brother well, the fact that he wasn't experimenting with new pillow or cushion placements, or trying different ways to secure the blankets, it was wrong. Jeylin didn't know what was wrong, or why she kept being drawn to the little pink jewel throbbing against his belly, but he wasn't himself.

Jeylin lay on the short couch in the fort, Han on the long one. This basic design had served them as many things over the summer, a shuttle to an alien zoo, a castle, moon lander, race cars, but right now it was just blankets and cushions.

She waited to speak until Barty's data crystal had played through the entire album, leaving them laying in silence. "What's happening, Han? What's coming after us?" Jey poked her brother.

"I don't know, what do you want after us?" Han replied sullenly.

"No, Han, that's your job. I don't think like that like you." She rolled on top of her brother. "What's wrong?"

"I, I just keep thinking about what I saw mom and dad doing upstairs."

"You saw adult games?" she gasped and tried to put her paws over her mouth, but Han's chest was in the way.

"Yeah, they were floating over their bed...'

"I knew adult games were magic!" she pounded his chest lightly with excitement.

"Yeah, but even weirder, dad was putting his thing into mom. Like, in her butt, but not a butt."

Jeylin tilted her head, "Thing? What thing?"

Han was suddenly feeling very uncomfortable with her on his body. "Y-you know, your... thing. From your sheath. Sometimes it hangs out and dangles. You pee with it."

"The thing poking out of your underwear? I don't have that. Mine goes in."

Han looked down his chest at her with incredulity. "No way. Show me."

She pouted, "I'll only show you mine if you show me yours." Her short poofy tail flicked excitedly against the blankets overhead.

Han rolled his eyes then rolled his body to get her off of him. He had some difficulty pulling down his underwear, but Jey helped navigate it under his rump as a pretense for leaning in close to get a good whiff of the pink pecker. It stood almost straight up from all the attention and leaked a drop from just below the pointy tip. She looked closely at where it emerged from the folds of sheath that held the whole thing in line with his groin.

"Yeah, I don't have that." Jeylin unzipped her pajamas and slipped out of them. In the tight confines of the pillow fort Han could only see her ass and flicking tail. He was sure she was teasing him, everyone he'd ever seen had the thing. Some had a sheath around it like him, some didn't, but they all had it.

She then lay next to him and he couldn't make out any details. He tried to spot her sheath, but as she said, there wasn't one.

"L-let me see." Han almost pleaded in spite of himself.

Jeylin moved up and straddled his chest. "Can you see now?" Her slit was almost at the end of his muzzle. She rolled her hips back to give him a better view.

"Do mom and dad know you don't have a thing?" Han was getting a little light headed as the scent of her drove his cock to new levels of hardness.

"Of course silly. All girls have this. Or something like it. Mom's sticks out more. I've just never seen a boys thing." Her tail brushed his cock. "So how do we play?"

"Adult games? You want... But I don't even know the rules," he protested weakly, his exhales causing Jeylin's pussy to pulsate and quiver in front of his maw, almost as if it was winking at him.

She sighed and thought of a new tactic. "Mom's always saying we should act more like adults. Besides, you said dad had his boy thing in mom's girl thing. Just make up the other rules like you always do."

He thought about that a moment. "OK. Let's play Adult Car Control. We start like normal, but not wearing anything. You sit on my knees, head out the top."

Jeylin smiled and moved the top blanket of the fort so she could look out. Sitting on his knees she took his hands in her own and set her feet on his chest and belly. It was an inherently unstable posture that required both of them to make corrections together to stay upright, though, the couch being on one side helped a lot and was often considered cheating, but right now they didn't care.

Han was still marveling at how weird and intoxicating his sister's slit was. As he made motor noises and veered side to side based on how she moved his hands he kept an eye between her legs.

He simulated rough roads, bouncing her on his knees and shaking. "Oh know, a huge ramp! I'm not sure you can make this jump, Jey." She leaned forward into his hands with determination giving it full gas from all engines. Not the response he expected, but he could work with it.

He leaned his legs back and held her hands up until she slowly slid down from his knees. "You're not going to make it in a car. Transform to jet mode, plug onto your joystick."

Jeylin giggled descending back under the blanket, her wet pussy sliding perfectly onto her brother's shaft and she squealed with glee. "Jet Mode! Go!" She leaned forward and shuddered with the new feelings running through her body. It was totally different from the brush handle she'd been pleasuring herself with for months. She could feel a tingling all the way down to her toes.

Han huffed and tried to stay still. His body wanted to move, desperately, but somehow that felt like the wrong thing to do. His cock just sat there inside his quivering twin throbbing happily like it had found it's long-lost home. Pretence of the game was shattered, he just wanted this, more of this feeling of love and unity with his sister, his 'other half.'

She leaned forward, pushing his hands down around his head. "So, uh, how do I fly this jet through turbulence?"

Han felt like he was spending hundreds of years looking into her eyes and he clung to every second of it. Her words echoed slowly on the horizon of his mind as he floated through the bliss of her touch. "Turb-u-lence?"

He suddenly remembered the game, the adult game. His cock throbbed inside of her and his body wanted to move in ways he'd never felt before. She wanted him to move. "Uh, yes, this is, this is Tower Control, you may wish to change your flight path. There's some pretty rough storms ahead of you."

"I think I might like it rough," Jeylin whispered into his ear. She sat back up pulling his hands up with hers. "Tower, I'm going in." She pushed his hands forward and rocked her hips back sending tingles through both of their bodies.

Han rolled his hips before wiggling side to side. "Tower to Jeyjet, please say again. If you go in there, we won't be able to send rescue till the storm is over. Jeyjet? We're losing yoo-ooo-oookrkrkrkrsssshhh. The radio is dead now. It's just you and the storm, and turbulence." Han suddenly humped up hard, his shaft thrusting deep causing her to squeal and grip his hands tight. He repeated the motion several more times just to feel it again, 'to analyze it' he rationalized.

"Ooooh, yeesss!" Jey cried out and moaned. Neither noticed their parents come down the stairs and head into the kitchen. "Jeyjet is going in for a dive." She pressed his hands down and forward-leaning in.

Han humped up harder and pushed his legs up. Her hips lifted and her head lowered, her back occasionally pushing on the blankets above.

The bear in the kitchen watched the shaking fortress as she drank a glass of chocolate milk. She whispered to her husband as the wolf prepared aerated coffee with a Marianne press. "Looks like we should plan our trip to grandma's."

He came up behind her with a hug. "If this freeze lasted any longer I was getting tempted to take them to her regardless. Besides, at their last sleepover, I heard Megan bet Jey that she couldn't get him to do this. With how stubborn she is it was inevitable."

Jey squeezed her legs around Han's chest and waist as she fell forward. "Ooh, Han, don't stop. Don't stop." She panted and quivered on him as he thrust faster and faster through her orgasms. The base of his cock started to swell inside of her, popping in and out with a lewd sloppy sound as he kept thrusting.

"I love you, Jey!" As he came inside her the blankets blasted off of the fort and stuck to the ceiling as the cubs drifted off to sleep tied together by Han's cock.

"Whoop, there it is." The bear and wolf chuckled at their united expression upon seeing the loving twins. As the bear drank the wolf played with her breasts from behind. "We can go when they wake up." She nodded before kissing his muzzle. "Love you, dear."