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A lot can happen in two years, and the Cozy Fox inn was no exception. There was the pregnancy, the expansions, the new hires, the births, the attempted arson, the potion debacle, and finally the tax collector, all of it seeming to blur together into one big gauntlet of stress. However, through all of it the three owners of the inn remained together, and though their relationship had its ups and downs they never once left each other's side. Trent's love for Kerrin and Sakura was as strong as ever, and by now there was no question that the charmed necklace had been a blessing for them all.

The sound of clattering dishes and splashing water filled the kitchen, overlaid by the smell of many foods cooking. Two white rabbits in standard chef attire worked on preparing eggs and pastries, while a hard-headed ram in what looked like a tavern keeper's outfit bolted off to check on the pantry. Trent stood at the entrance leading to the commons, rattling off orders to the kitchen staff. "All right, last call, people! We've got two eggs, one scrambled and one poached, three fritters, a scone, two plates of toast, and five mixed fruit bowls!" The ram popped back into the kitchen, prompting Trent to talk to him personally. "Ingram, grab the coffee pot and see if anyone needs refills." The ram nodded, then grabbed the coffee pot off the stove and started to move toward the commons.

However, he suddenly stopped as he passed Trent. "Hey, boss, I can handle the waiting tables stuff. Go ahead and take a rest."

Trent gratefully handed Ingram his notepad, sighing as he did so. "Thanks, Ingram. I don't know what I'd do without you." Trent then turned around and walked into the commons, stopping for a second to admire how much the place had grown. The room was almost twice as big, with way more patrons at a total of seven tables. Most were ordinary travelers, but a pair of lupine mates in the corner seemed pretty well off. They'd had a few wealthy guests since he'd made Kerrin and Sakura his mates, and one of them paid for most of the renovations in a fit of philanthropy. The only thing he'd asked for in exchange was that they put a bust of him up on display; to this day the regal tiger's likeness rested on a wooden stand in the corner.

Trent made his way up the stairs, taking a left and opening the door. Where there'd once been just a round bed and a bottle of lube, there now stood a large living room with a couch and a table. Toys were scattered about, a collection of knights, wizards, princesses, dragons, and villagers that had been lovingly assembled by Kerrin. He began to think about tidying up the room a bit when something small, fuzzy, and undeniably cute half ran, half tumbled into his leg. "Daddy!"

"Heya, Rini! How's my little girl?" He reached down and picked up his daughter, kissing her on the forehead. She looked an awful lot like her mother, with purple stripes on white fur and those same playful eyes. The cheerful pink dress she wore only added to the effect, with a front pocket full of folded up drawings. Her nine slim tails gently twitched with affection, and she repaid the kiss by rubbing her cheek against his chest.

"Grandpa's! Grandpa's!" she excitedly squeaked, causing Trent to be incredibly confused. He hadn't shared much about his parents to anyone, especially not to the kids... could she be talking about the kitsunes' parents?

"Sweetie, who's grandpa? What do you..." Confusion only mounted further in his mind once he saw the bags sitting by the bedroom doors. He recognized one for each member of his family, with his daughters' luggage so much smaller than his own. "Rini, who packed our bags?"

"Mommy say leaving! Going vay-cay-shin!" Trent slowly put two and two together, and gently set Rini down before walking toward the bedroom doors. He could hear murmuring from behind one of them and opened the door without hesitation.

"...and the blue fish said-" Kerrin was sitting on the round bed, holding Trent's other daughter in her lap. Her name was Alef, and splotches of white dotted her black fur. She too had her mother's eyes, one red and one yellow, and as they met Trent's he could see a strange calm within them. Her black dress matched Kerrin's in everything but size, and Trent realized that Alef was reading a picture book. Kerrin looked up when she noticed Alef wasn't listening and saw Trent standing in the doorway. "Oh, Trent! Finally got off work?"

Trent nodded. "Yeah, I just have one question: why are our bags packed?"

"Because we're going on a vacation!" Trent practically jumped out of his fur when someone hugged him from behind but settled down after realizing it was Sakura. Once she'd given him a good squeeze, he gently pried her arms off of him and turned to face her.

"Honey, what- You never told me about any vacation!"

Kerrin closed the picture book, a smirk spreading across her face. "Of course we didn't, you've been too busy managing everything. We figured you could use a break from being mister manager for a few days, so we spent the past few weeks planning the whole thing! Come on, it'll be nice to get away from the inn for a while, and we both know Ingram will be happy to run things while we're gone."

Sakura tenderly grabbed his hand before chiming in. "Plus, you and the kiddos will finally get to meet our parents! Isn't it great!"

Trent thought for a minute about the idea of leaving the inn behind: he trusted Ingram, they had plenty of money saved up, and he had wanted Rini and Alef to meet their parents eventually... but could he leave? "I, ah... it sounds nice and all, but-"

"Hey, the carriage is here!" Sakura exclaimed. She bolted back out the bedroom door, grabbing her luggage in one hand and Rini's hand in the other. Kerrin quickly did the same with Alef, and Trent had little choice but to pick up the remaining bags and follow after them. In the time it took for him to make it down to the carriage and get their bags stowed away, he had plenty of time for second thoughts, but he ultimately concluded that this trip was a much-needed diversion. After all, he hadn't left the inn in over three months, and in hindsight may have been getting a tad stir-crazy. As the two beefy oxen who pulled the carriage began jogging ahead, his mind decided that this was a good idea.

The carriage ride was fairly reasonable, with the kids keeping themselves entertained with a few toys while the adults talked. Trent sat beside Rini, across from Sakura, Kerrin, and Alef. He learned that Sakura and Kerrin had been writing to their parents for some time about him and that they finally wanted to meet the man who took their daughters as his mates. There was a reasonably large house down by the lake that Sakura's father owned, and the family would be staying there for the vacation. "So, what are your parents like, Sakura?" Trent asked.

She seemed to get a bit nervous at the mention of her parents. "Well, my father, Shoto, is a bit... traditionalistic. He likes things nice and neat and tends to be dogmatic when it comes to family. He's the one who kicked me out of the family brewing business for being too rebellious."

Trent leaned in inquisitively. "Wait, your parents own a brewery?"

"Several, actually," Kerrin replied, "Sakura Sake is the most prominent. They might have even put her face on the bottles if she'd been more submissive. Isn't that right?"

Sakura blushed with embarrassment. "Well, yeah, maybe they would have. Sure would beat the lame flower design they went with..."

Trent glanced over at his daughters to see them quietly playing with a few toys they'd brought along. He took a moment to appreciate how happy the two of them looked before turning back to Sakura. "What about your mother, is she at all like your father?"

She chuckled for a brief moment, recalling one of their many clashes. "Oh no, the two of them are like fire and ice. Kokatsa, my mother, is about as laid back as you can get, with a wit as sharp as my father's is dull. I think the only reason the two of them aren't split up is that father cares too much about the 'sanctity of their holy union.'"

Trent turned to his other mate, who was giving Alef a reassuring pat on the head. "And what about you, Kerrin? What are your parents like?"

She let out a small sigh. "Oh, they're pretty normal. The two of them own three taverns around Stillwood; it's where I got the idea to open the inn. My father, Abel, does most of the overall management, while my mother, Paiza, prefers handling all the dirty work of her favorite one of the three. They take pride in their work, and it gives them enough money to live comfortably."

"Oh, come on, Kerrin!" Sakura exclaimed, "Your family runs the Golden Cat for crying out loud! The fancy-pants patrons there tip more than we make in a month!"

Trent's eyes widened a bit with surprise. "Your parents run the Golden Cat? Why'd you ever leave to run your own tavern, you could have lived in luxury without lifting a finger!"

Kerrin looked down, blushing under her fur with embarrassment. "I left because I wanted something of my own. I didn't want to live under my parent's shadow for my whole life, I wanted something of my own; with the inn, and you, and the kids, I finally got that."

She felt Trent's hand clasp around her own and looked up to see nothing but love in his eyes. "Honey, I wouldn't have it any other way."

Sakura gave her a love tap on the shoulder too. "I was just poking fun, Kerrin, running the inn with you and Trent has been the best time of my life."

The rest of the three-hour carriage ride was uneventful if a bit tiring for everyone involved. Trent occasionally looked out the window to see the passing countryside, all of it beautiful under the azure sky. Eventually, the sun started to dim through a canopy of green leaves, but just as the forest was getting thickest, the carriage burst out into a well-lit clearing. A not-so-modest two-story house sat on the shore of a crystal clear lake, and in front of the house stood what Trent could only assume were Kerrin and Sakura's parents. As the carriage came to a stop, Trent took a few seconds to straighten his collar and button up his shirt a bit more. Kerrin combed through her hair with one hand, while Sakura got to work straightening up the kids. Once they were all ready, Kerrin popped open the door and stepped out into the sunlight.

It was easy enough to tell who's parents were whose, given their fur coloring and the way they stood together. Abel and Paiza were holding hands amicably, smiling at their guests without reservations. Abel had jet black fur with a few swirling white patterns along his wrists, while Paiza had mostly grey fur with a white underbelly and black hands and feet. Both were garbed in beautiful but straightforward clothing, striking a balance between fancy and casual that painted them as comfortably wealthy.

Shoto and Kokatsa, however, were another story entirely. The former stood with his arms crossed in front of his chest, attempting to look stoic and mighty even though he was almost a foot shorter than everyone present. He had on a fancy suit, which might have made him look regal if it was appropriately ironed. His fur was completely white, punctuated by two beady blue eyes that seemed to exude impotent anger. Kokatsa was almost the exact opposite, looking loose and comfortable in a plain dress that revealed quite a bit of her cleavage. Her fur sported a great many shades of purple, getting darker at the hands, feet, and shoulders and lighter around her midriff and chest. It was evident from the playful glint in her eye which parent Sakura took after more.

It was all quite pleasant, right up until Trent stepped into the sunlight. The most noticeable reaction came from Sakura's father, whose eyes grew wide as his jaw clenched with fury. Her mother, on the other hand, looked intrigued, perhaps reminded of one of her encounters. Kerrin's parents both covered up their true feelings behind porcelain masks of happy formality, but Trent could see just a sliver of confusion and disappointment slipping out.

However, the situation changed partially for the better once Paiza and Kokatsa clapped eyes on the kids. They seemed to instantly fixate on the cute little two-year-olds, taking a tiny bit of the heat off of Trent. He made his way forward with his family in tow as the carriage staff unloaded their bags. The fathers still focused on Trent, and both Sakura and Kerrin could sense the tension in the air. When they got within greeting distance, Kerrin was the first to speak. "Father, Mister Shoto, this is Trent, the one who took Sakura and me as mates." Trent stepped forward with his hand extended, offering a smile as he did so. Abel took it and gave it a decent shake, but when he turned to Shoto, he was left hanging.

The stout white fox practically glared at him, crossing his arms in a standoffish pose. "Where are you from, boy?" he asked, not moving a single muscle to greet him.

Trent finally pulled his hand back, then used it to awkwardly rub the back of his neck. "Ah... Westwren, you know, south of Velmont..."

Abel seemed about ready to say something in response, but Shoto cut him off unapologetically. "And what do you do for a living?"

Trent shrugged, trying to not crack under pressure. "Well, I work at the inn, been working there with Kerrin and Sakura for a good two years."

"And before that?"

"I, ah... well, I did a bunch of stuff. A little bit of modeling, some culinary work, a few weeks of sanitation..."

Shoto scowled even further. "So you don't have a steady career? No marketable skills whatsoever?"

"Well, I-"

"Oh, leave him alone." Sakura stepped in front of Trent, shielding him from her father while carrying Rini in her other arm. The small child had already snuggled up into her shoulder, tired after the long ride to the lake. "Can't you wait until after dinner to interrogate him?" After Shoto angrily stomped off back into the house, she looked to Trent with a smirk, eyes shining with dull anger. "I do apologize, my dear old father can be a bit rude at times."

They both heard Kokatsa clear her throat, and turned to look at her. There was something in her eyes that Trent couldn't recognize, and he could swear her gaze lingered in him for just a second too long. "Despite my husband's... irritability, we really do appreciate you all coming down here. Now please, let me show you to your rooms so you can all get some rest."

Everyone stepped inside, and Trent felt strangely left out when everyone but him grew eight extra tails. Magic seemed to almost hum in the air, likely the result of having so many magical creatures so close together. Kokatsa led Trent and his family through a cozy-looking living room, up a flight of finely-made stairs, and around a corner to the places they'd be staying in. One of them had a king-sized bed with a soft quilt on top, while the other had a smaller bed and two new-looking cribs. Sakura helped her mother set up the children's accessories, while Trent carried the ladies' bags into their room. After a few more minutes of hauling, unpacking, and getting everybody settled, the family of five made it down to the living room. There they were greeted by Kokatsa and Shoto, and they could hear the distinctive sounds of Abel and Paiza cooking in the kitchen.

Kokatsa was the first to speak. "Kerrin, why don't you go help your parents with lunch." She quickly obeyed, hastily moving into the kitchen. After she was gone, Kokatsa turned back to Sakura and Trent. "As for you two, I think I'd like to get a bit more acquainted with my daughter's mate. Why don't we sit down? Lunch won't be ready for a little while, so we've plenty of time to talk."

Trent gladly sat down on one of the couches, then picked up Alef and put her on his lap. Sakura was about to join him when she suddenly felt something grab her by the wrist, an iron grip from a familiar hand. The hand belonged to her father, and Sakura found herself being half-dragged away from her mate and children. She guessed he just wanted to rant a bit, probably with a bit of casual speciesism thrown in too. When she'd first gotten one of his "talks" she'd been scared out of her mind, but right now she was pretty tired of his pompous antics. Her father led her out of a side door, closed it behind him, then whirled on her with a furious expression. "What the hell were you thinking?" he hissed, "Have you no dignity, making yourself the mate of some degenerate alley cat? And to soil your bloodline with him, how could you do such a thing?! Why couldn't you find a nice kitsune mate, or a dragon, or a fey, or at the very least something with the slightest air of regality? A lion I could forgive, or a tiger, or a leopard, but not some mongrel from Westwren! I didn't raise my daughter to be some back alley tramp; I raised you to be a lady!"

Sakura let out a long sigh, steepling her hands in front of her mouth as she collected herself. It was right then that she decided she'd had enough of her father's bigoted, narcissistic bullshit, and she was going to start shoveling that shit back at him. "Father, do you remember Bennett? The 'nice kitsune boy' you tried to get me to have sex with?"

Shoto seemed a tad taken aback by her bluntness, but replied, "Yes, he was a fine suitor. It's a shame you scorned him. His parents were so disappointed..." He seemed confident, right up until she let out a small chuckle. His dignified demeanor melted into a cross between anger and confusion, and he tried his best to sound commanding. "What are you laughing about?"

Sakura smirked malevolently. "Oh, just the fact that you completely failed to mention that HE TRIED TO RAPE ME!"

Shoto almost cowered back, shocked by her raised tone. "I... well... maybe..."

"He tried to rape me. He got me alone, cast a little charm, then tried to strip me naked once he thought he'd paralyzed me. Of course, the fuckwit forgot I was a kitsune too, and I broke his damn arm as payback."

"Well, yes, but..."

"And it was all thanks to you playing matchmaker." Sakura stepped forward, poking her finger into her father's chest hard enough to push him back a step. "If you hadn't convinced him I was destined to be his mate, he wouldn't have had the balls to so much as touch me. It's your fault it happened, so don't go around acting like you fucking know what's best for me." She strode back to the door, stopping for a moment as her hand touched the handle to give one last remark. "Oh, and quit being such a bigot to Trent, this isn't the fucking dark ages." With that, she stepped inside and slammed the door behind her, leaving Shoto to contemplate his failure as a parent.

After that little talk, the whole family had a good afternoon. Lunch was a delightful plate of chicken cordon-bleu and a vintage wine to wash it down or just grape juice in the children's case. Then they spent some time getting Rini and Alef acquainted with their grandparents, using picture books and games of make-believe to help smooth things out. Trent was quite surprised when some of the toys began moving around on their own but quickly guessed that Abel and Paiza were the ones doing it. Once the kids were all tuckered out, Trent and his mates decided to go skinny dipping in the lake while Kerrin's parents began dinner. The three of them had quite a bit of fun just swimming and splashing, though unfortunately, the chilly water prevented any sexual activities. When the sun dropped low, they dried off and made their way back to the house, where a warm meal and a perplexing dilemma awaited.

"I take it you kids had fun?" As they entered the house, Abel stood in the doorway to the kitchen with a fatherly smile on his face. He was stirring a pot of steaming broth using some magic, causing both the pot and the wooden spoon to hover in the air.

"Yeah, we had a great time!" Kerrin said as she toweled off the last bits of moisture from her hair. "Is dinner going to be ready soon?"

"It'll be done by the time you go wake up the little ones." Kerrin went upstairs to do just that, leaving Sakura and Trent on their own. The two of them moved into the living room and sat down on one of the cushier couches.

Sakura leaned over and snuggled up against Trent's arm "So, how do you like the vacation so far?"

Trent let out a contented sigh. "Oh, it's great. I never realized how much I needed to get away from the inn for a few days. Having it be just you and Kerrin and the kids for a little while has been almost therapeutic."

"And how about your in-laws?"

"Oh, well..." They'd seemed cold at first, but it seemed like they had all warmed up to him throughout the day?. Well, all except Shoto... "...yeah, your parents have been great. Really friendly," he said through a mask of a smile.

"Oh? How sweet..." Was he being polite, Sakura thought, or did he honestly have no clue what her parents thought of him? Not only did her father have his panties in a speciesist bunch, but her mother was giving Trent a moony-eyed look she'd seen a few times before. Kokatsa had had a rather...promiscuous past, and on occasion she'd caught her staring at a strapping young bull or a cute little rabbit like she wanted to swallow him up. Well, part of him, anyway.

"Dinner's ready!" came the call from the kitchen, right as Kerrin went down the stairs with the two children in tow. The five of them quickly made their way to the table, where Paiza was setting out pristine bowls, fine silverware, and cloth napkins. Abel entered with the pot of stew still hovering mid-air, and Trent marveled at how he flawlessly ladled out the piping hot mixture of meat and vegetables. He wasn't sure if this was the norm in a kitsune household, or if Abel was pulling out all the stops to show off. Trent guessed it was the latter since as soon as he set the pot down he seemed to get hit with a wave of lethargy. Paiza helped him to a seat and gave him a glass of water, then set out the rest of the drinks the old-fashioned way.

A few minutes later, everyone was sitting down and enjoying a pleasant conversation. The stew was excellent, as was the garlic-seasoned bread served beside it, and the little ones were digging into their bowls with gusto. Everyone was having a good time, right up until Shoto spoke up during a lull in the conversation: "So, Trent, when were you planning on doing kekkon no kakunin?"

Trent looked up to see everyone staring at Shoto. His mates looked wide-eyed, Kokatsa had an eyebrow raised, and both Abel and Paiza betrayed a sense of uncomfortableness. "Uh, what's that?" he dumbly asked.

"Well, it's where the parents witness the confirmation of their mated daughter's union." Shoto looked happily smug, seeming to feed off of everyone else's shock.

When Trent didn't react appropriately disguised, Sakura turned to him in a bit of a daze. "It's, ah... it's where they watch us... you know... do it."

"Do it? Do what, what do you..." Shocked disgust spread over Trent's face. "No, no, you couldn't, that's just..." He desperately looked around, hoping someone would crack up laughing so he could write it off as a joke in poor taste. "Really?"

"It's a tradition among all kitsune, an ancient and sacred ritual," replied Shoto with a shit-eating grin, "Who are we to scorn our ancestors? Kokatsa and I did it, and so did Abel and Paiza. Normally it's between two kitsune, so I suppose it'd also be a way of bringing you into the family."

Rini was too busy fiddling with her spoon to pay them any mind, but Alef could sense the tone in the room changing. "Mommy, what's kekon no kaunin?"

Kerrin gently rubbed her head. "Nothing, sweetie, it's just grown up talk."

Kokatsa took a gulp of wine, then wiped her muzzle with the back of her hand. "Well, for once I agree with my husband. It is tradition, after all." Sakura could see the drunken lust in her mother's eyes and could tell that in her head she was fucking Trent silly. She had him lying prostrate on the bed, moaning as she slid his pulsing member inside her, squeezing out his youthful seed before kissing him on the cheek. He didn't realize, of course; he was far too distracted to see that familiar craving gleam.

"I think it'd be a good idea too." Everyone was surprised when Paiza spoke up, and underneath her meekness lay the subtle tones of someone deprived of passion. Despite her best efforts, her mind raced back to the night Kerrin was conceived, back when she and Abel had been going at it like rabbits. Back then they'd had that youthful spark of intimacy, but now it seemed to have withered into nothing. She saw a chance to glimpse that vigor again, and in a moment of either strength or weakness, she decided to seize it. "It brought Abel closer to my family; maybe it can do the same for you."

Abel tried to object. "Honey, maybe we should-"

"No. I ne-... I think this is best for our daughter."

Shoto merrily clapped his hands together. "So it's settled then! We'll finish with dinner, put the children to bed, then formally finalize the mating."

Trent ate almost robotically, trying to avoid thinking about what he'd have to do. Well he didn't, he thought, but it wouldn't exactly go over well with his in-laws. But if it really would make him part of the family, then it was worth one awkward night, right? One incredibly awkward night of having sex in front of his in-laws. At least he didn't have to bang in front of his parents...

Time seemed to slip by all too quickly, and before he knew it, he was standing in front of the door to the master bedroom. His hand went to the cold brass of the doorknob, and as he turned it, he tried to steel himself for what he had to do.

The parents were standing around the bed, and Kerrin stood naked by her mother. Sakura was also naked, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking down at the ground. Trent felt almost dead to the world as he began to pull off his shirt like there was a barrier between him and everything else. That barrier kept him from dying from embarrassment as he dropped his pants and underwear, but it also prevented him from noticing the faces of the in-laws around him. Shoto looked quite pleased with himself like he'd managed to tame a particularly unruly schoolchild. Kokatsa looked on with unabashed lust, eager to see Trent's youthful body and feline cock in action. Paiza fidgeted with nervous, suppressed excitement, and Abel looked on with an air of severe discomfort.

As Trent approached, Sakura turned around and crawled back onto the bed, then rolled over, so she laid on her back. Her tails were splayed out beneath her, and her legs spread open enough for Trent to see her purple pussy lips. He stopped in front of her, unsure of how to continue. His dick wasn't hard, her snatch wasn't wet, and neither of them had the slightest libido. They just stood there, staring off into space, until something echoed through their minds: "Kitaku shi, anata no j?myaku ni yokub? o kanjiru" Kerrin heard the same mystical syllables, and as they looked on, the whole world seemed to melt away. Their parents, the lake house, the feeling of detachment, all of it washed away; all that remained was a cozy bed seemingly floating in a white void, and a primal desire to mate.

As the three young lovers began to animate, Kokatsa smiled. It had been tough to drop the same illusion on all three of them at once, but she'd always been great at bending the minds of others. Shoto, Abel, and Paiza were all too caught up to notice her straining with concentration, and when the three began to get into the position, they became even more distracted. Despite the strain, she could still enjoy the show, and as things started to get heated, no one noticed her slip one hand through a hole in her dress pocket.

Kerrin and Sakura both flopped down onto the bed on either side of Trent, smiling up at him as he began to massage their breasts. Both had soft fur and softer tits, but Sakura's were just a bit juicier and a bit bigger. He leaned down and began to make out with Kerrin, but as his tongue began exploring her mouth his hand still groped at Sakura's chest. While Kerrin's warm tongue rubbed against his, and their saliva blended between their mouths, his fingers gently squeezing Sakura's ample breast. The kissing and groping went on for a little while before Sakura decided she needed a bit more attention. Seeing as how Trent was still kneeling, and his red cock had slid all the way out of its sheath, she decided to reach down and grab it. He flinched a bit when her hand first touched, but when he saw who it belonged to, he decided to give her better access. One of his legs swung over her head as he rolled off Kerrin, giving her full access to his throbbing member. She quickly took advantage of this, and began to lick and stroke the shaft and tip to get him nice and warmed up.

Kerrin, meanwhile, decided she wanted to get nice and wet. She picked herself up and moved up to Trent's face, swinging her leg over so that she straddled his mouth. He looked up at her with eyes that said: "of course you want this," to which she replied with a pleading glance. Of course, he quickly obliged, running the very tip of his tongue along her slit as a mere teaser. Then his arms pulled her down close, and he fully got to work eating her out.

Sakura decided to up the ante on her end by taking his whole cock in her mouth. She sucked, suckled and licked at his warm penis, making him squirm with pleasure underneath her. Trent loved the feeling of having his cock drenched in warm saliva, of having her soft tongue exploring his groin and sliding against his member. Not to mention the way she played with his balls felt terrific too, using a gentle touch that teased his testicles. "Oh, you like that don't you?" she purred.

"Mmmph..." Trent continued to lick along Kerrin's snatch, savoring the taste of her feminine scent. Every so often he'd brush up against her clit, sending small shivers through her body. She'd already started to get wet, and her warm juices began to build upon his muzzle. He eagerly pulled her closer as her hums of pleasure turned into moans, trying his best to get deep into her pussy with his tongue. He could feel the warmth of her pussy as it slid inside, and each little bump and ridge seemed to stick out for him to find. His hand reached up under her, and as his mouth went back to sucking at her clit, he stuck two fingers inside of her. The warm walls of her pussy gently contracted as he entered her, and when his fingers began curling against her g-spot, she started to quake with pleasure.

"Oooh, keep going, honey. I'm getting close... Mmmm... Ahhh..." Kerrin could feel herself drifting toward the edge, each little lick and suckle of her clit pushing her further. She was squirming on top of him, pressing his face into her moist slit, begging for more. Trent gladly obliged, picking up the pace and keeping her going. He was getting close to his climax, too, given the treatment Sakura was giving his cock. Each time Sakura drew her head back, he gently moaned into Kerrin; she was sucking him off like she was thirsty for his cum. But suddenly, right as he might have started to near his limit, she stopped, leaving him wondering what she was planning to use her mouth on next. Well, he thought, at least I get to see Kerrin cum. Her whole body tensed with anticipation of the coming orgasm, and Trent was oh so ready to have her shivering and moaning on top of him, but before she could climax, she was grabbed by the waist and pulled off Trent. She found herself lying back on the bed with a grinning Sakura crouched over her, eager lust burning in her eyes.

"You've been getting all the attention," Sakura purred as she stood up and turned around, "I think it's about time you gave something back." She crouched down over Kerrin's face, pressing her purple pussy into her friend's face. Kerrin was confused at first and wasn't too sure where to begin, but when her first experimental lick to Sakura's juicy loins was rewarded with a low moan, she quickly decided she'd figure it out as she went.

Out of the four parents standing around the bed, three were mortified, and two were aroused. Shoto had no idea what the hell his daughter was doing since anything beyond vanilla sex was utterly foreign to him. He had no idea that a male could please a female with his mouth, much less than a girl could pleasure another girl. Some tiny part of his brain that constituted his sexuality relished in this new erotic discovery, but the bulbous weight of rigid tradition and "good family values" swiftly crushed it. Kokatsa was the exact opposite: she had her fingers stuck up her wet, horny snatch, pretending in her mind that she had taken her daughter's place. Most of her mind focused on erotic fantasies starring Trent, which helped along her subtle masturbation. Abel was positively shocked that his daughter was so open about her sexual practices; when he went through this with Paiza, they'd had to cast quite a few enchantments to get the slightest bit aroused. Paiza found herself conflicted: on the one hand, she didn't want to sexualize her daughter, but on the other, this display of pure, animalistic lust caused something inside her to stir that had laid dormant for years. She could feel her loins begin to lubricate, and as Trent got ready to stick himself into Kerrin, she practically salivated over the thought of Abel doing the same to her.

"Mmph!" Kerrin exclaimed as she felt Trent's throbbing member slide inside her waiting snatch. Through a combination of his saliva and her juices, he moved inside with silky smoothness, filling her up before pulling back out. With each thrust in, she did her best to push back, squeezing her pussy around his cock to make herself even tighter. Each little bump rubbed against his tip, once when he thrust into her warm, wet crevice, and again when he pulled back out. He could hear her lightly moaning underneath Sakura and got to watch as they both shivered and squirmed.

"Oh, gods you're tight, Kerrin," he moaned, picking up the pace and thrusting into her faster. Kerrin found herself enjoying pleasing two people at once: on one end, she could feel Trent pushing deep into her, filling up her vagina and almost hitting her cervix; on the other, she Sakura's furry thighs and dripping snatch were nearly smothering her. Trent's rhythmic pounding was pushing her back up towards her climax, and she could hear Sakura moan in tandem with her licking at her clit. They were both so close to cumming until finally, the dam broke.

"Aaugh! Mmmph... muh... huh... hah..." Both of them moaned in unison, paralyzed with pleasure. Trent kept pounding away at Kerrin while she shivered, and Sakura kept herself going with two fingers as she rolled onto her back. In the middle of her orgasm, Kerrin heard Trent give one last groan of pleasure and felt him penetrate deep inside her. His sticky, viscous cum started filling her up, pumping into her in long, white ropes. By the time Trent had finished she was already pretty out of it, so when he pulled out and leaked his seed onto the sheets all she did was sigh contentedly. "Mmmm, that was amazing," she muttered, relaxing back into the pillows and drifting off into a daze.

Sakura, however, wasn't done yet. She sat up and grabbed Trent by the cock, muttering the same magical syllables she'd used countless times before. "C'mere, stud," she seductively purred, "I want some cream filling too." As Trent sat up with renewed vigor and a rock hard cock, Sakura rolled onto her back and raised her rump in the air. She looked like a bitch in heat, with her tails raised high and her pussy dripping with natural lubricant, and Trent got on her like a randy hound. Without a word he grabbed her by the hips and stuck himself inside, going from gentle thrusts to ruthless jackhammering in a few seconds. Sakura relished the feeling of his member pounding into her snatch, and loved it even more when his hand reached down to rub her clit. He leaned down and grabbed her around the waist as well, forcing their bodies together as he mated with her. "Aaahhhh, Trent... I'm gonna...

"Me too... gahhhh... ahhh..." All the parents watched as Trent and Sakura climaxed for the second time in two minutes, writhing in the throes of their orgasm together. Kokatsa was pushed over the brink by his sensual moans and came, squeezing her vagina down on her two intruding fingers and imagining the feeling of cum pumping into her. Her focus on the illusion was drowned out by the pleasure of her orgasm, and as Trent pulled his cum-drenched member out of Sakura's snatch, the whole white void seemed to fall apart. The three young loves on the bed found themselves in the middle of their parents once again, buck naked and covered in bodily fluids. Sakura and Kerrin suddenly became conscious of the white goo oozing out from between their legs, and Trent realized they'd left a giant wet spot on the bed. "Uhhhh..." he mumbled, trying to figure out what came next.

Paiza couldn't take it any longer, the fire in her loins was burning out of control, and she desperately needed someone to quench it. She grabbed Abel by the hand and swiftly dragged him to their bedroom, her mind racing with images of wet, warm, passionate mating. As the door slammed behind them, Paiza tore through her clothes like a whirlwind and stripped down Abel in seconds. She threw her mate onto the bed and pounced on him, and from the master bedroom, everyone could hear more sounds of frenzied lovemaking.

Shoto shifted his weight back and forth, trying to dissuade the tiny bit of stiffness poking his pants. "Well... that was..."

"Welcome to the family!" exclaimed Kokatsa, still a bit flushed from arousal. "I think you three should take this room until we can get the sheets changed, Shoto and I will stay in your room." She took Shoto by the hand and led him down the hall, entertaining the idea of following Sakura's example. Shoto wasn't well endowed in any department, but she thought he could still be fun to play with.

As the bedroom door closed, Trent and his mates looked at each other in mild confusion. "What came over us?" yawned Trent as he felt lethargy wash over him, "I remember a white room, but... why?"

Sakura yawned as well, stretching her arms above her head. "I don't know what it was, but I sure had a good time. Plus my parents will likely think twice about forcing us into archaic traditions."

Kerrin stood up, making her way to the master bath. "Yeah... eh, we can probably think about it in the morning." She took a towel and started mopping up Trent's jizz from her nethers, then used a different part to clean her muzzle of Sakura's juices. "For now I think we should just get cleaned up, no telling what tomorrow will bring."

"Agreed," muttered Trent. The two kitsune and the cat got themselves cleaned off, then snuggled up in the bed. Trent fell asleep thinking about the way Kokatsa had been looking at him, and briefly entertaining the wild thought of an intergenerational orgy.

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