FSE

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The distant growls of coming storms echoed throughout the dusty flatlands. Though the clouds above had yet to grow dark, the strong winds that carried them gave certainty there would be rain soon. Unlike most times, however, this was now more a curse than a boon.

"Agh, you've got to be kidding me!", Xanith the leopardess screamed, punching the hood of her truck in impotent fury. Fuggin' engine failure in just about the middle of nowhere. Well, perhaps not exactly nowhere. There appeared to be buildings to the east, though given their obscurity, it seemed doubtful anyone lived there at all. But they were their best and only bet for quick shelter. "Alright, get the fug out!", she shouted towards her 'passengers' - three fresh slave girls chained together by the necks and wrists, dressed in only some wraps to cover their tits and cunts.

"I know something about engines.", the grey rat girl among them said as her fleshy feet unsteadily touched the dirt. "I could take a look if you unbound me.", she suggested.

SLAP

The rat girl flinched and closed her eyes, her cheek burning red after the sudden harsh contact with the leopardess's palm.

"I'm not in the mood for your bullshit, so get the hell going!", Xan shouted, then shoved the rat girl onward. Impatiently she stood in wait as the next among them disembarked - a long-haired timid opossum girl, quiet and obviously terrified, Xan's ideal kind of prisoner.

"When do we get food?", the last among them, a cobra girl asked as she got off the truck.

"When we get to where we're- sonofa-!", Xan began, but quickly had to back away when she realized both the cobra and rat were trying to surround her. Thankfully, the opossum between them was dead weight to their plans, and effectively hampered their attempt. She swiftly and surely pulled out and unfolded her baton.

THWACK

"Agh!", the rat girl yelped as she got the first hit, right across her muzzle. She stumbled away as far as her chains would permit.

The cobra no longer seemed so certain of her chances and stopped. "Alright, I-"

THWACK

"Yaagh!", the serpent squealed as she received a lash right up between her legs. Doubled over and bow-legged, she likely would've dropped to her knees were she not bound to the opossum girl.

"Try that shit again. They'll dock my pay for damaged cargo, but I'd like the excuse.", Xan warned the two, brandishing her baton in hand while keeping a palm on the holster of her pistol. The damned rat would no doubt be considered damaged goods already with that welt on her face, but she wasn't about to risk her own hide for the sake of some slaves. "Move!", she instructed, pointing towards the distant buildings.

She stowed her baton and readjusted her backpack and clothes - a duster, t-shirt, pants, boots. Already she felt herself dampen with sweat. Trudging after the three, she stewed in regret over having taken this job at all. Not like she could've predicted any of it, but some mistakes only became apparent much later. Delivering 'virgins' for the Dalceth markets was normally pretty straightforward work. Work someone like her was particularly suited for, simply on account of her being a woman slaver, something that lent credence to the idea that these might actually be virgins. In reality, only one among them was that, and it hadn't even been the one she'd suspect. Didn't really matter anyway. They wouldn't remain virgins long, pretend or otherwise.

"What's the plan once we're there?", the rat asked back aloud.

"It involves you shutting the hell up, meat.", Xan responded scathingly.

The cargo gave up trying to talk back for the while. Just the way Xan liked it.

---

"Anyone here?", Xan shouted as they walked around the war-torn buildings. Only her own echo answered. "Fuuug.", she cussed, running a palm over her scalp. This was bad. Though they had supplies for a day that could be stretched to three, she wasn't particularly confident about keeping these three off her throat while she slept. She'd need to get creative in keeping them in place. Not to mention she wasn't exactly confident they'd reach Dalceth before their supplies began to run dry, given the current pace at which the three chained up girls moved. Once it started raining they wouldn't be in danger of dying of dehydration, but exposure would be a different matter entirely.

"When do we get some food?", the rat girl asked.

"When I bloody say we do.", Xan growled in annoyance. It was bad enough they'd be rationing it, she didn't need some slaves whining the whole way there.

"We'd have better luck finding anything if we split up.", the cobra then suggested.

"You mean better luck you disappear.", Xan said. "Do I suddenly have 'moron' written over my forehead?", she asked, growing more and more annoyed with these three.

"Chances of us getting where we were going seem rather slim at this point.", the rat said. "What do you care if we disperse?", she asked.

"If I go back without my cargo, truck or money for a truck and three slaves, then I'm gonna be put on a pike or wearing chains like you.", Xan said, growing increasingly irritated to have to even explain this. "Now shut the fuck up and march. We're reaching Dalceth if it's the last thing I do.", she said adamantly.

"Could always find employ elsewhere. I know people in Helseth.", the rat said. "Name's Parin, by the way.", she added, much to Xan's annoyance.

"I don't care what my cargo calls itself. You're going to Dalceth.", Xan said, her hand now itching to pull out the baton and give the rodent another welt. Thankfully for both of them, 'Parin' elected to keep her mouth shut.

For a while they walked through the abandoned streets with only the clinks and clangs of the slaves' chains to disturb the silence. Towns such as these laid abandoned for a simple reason - no natural water source. Despite the violent rains that fell upon places such as this, it all seemed to dry up and go back to dust within a day or two, for reasons beyond the understanding of anyone Xan knew. Chances of finding someone here with supplies to share seemed exceedingly slim.

That was when a sound turned Xan's ear. She looked around to see, but other than a glimpse of a shadow that might not have actually been there, she caught nothing but more ruined buildings.

"Stop.", Xan called out towards the three, the jingling of their chains making it difficult to use her ears properly.

"What?", the cobra asked, looking almost annoyed to have been paused.

"Shut up and be still. I thought I heard something.", Xan said, still trying to see if anything stirred in that direction.

Then, she heard a noise of tumbling rock from the opposite side. She quickly turned her head to see, as did her three slaves. Squinting down the road between buildings, she struggled to identify the source of the sound, when suddenly, she noticed a small rock fall from above and tumble... away from them? She quickly spun around to find something quite unexpected - a female hyena with a red bandana, pointing a revolver directly at her, less than a hundred meters away.

"Hey there!", the hyena said cheerfully, smiling broadly at the leopardess and her cohorts. "Wow, that was easy.", she commented.

"What do you want?", Xan asked, both concerned and pissed this was happening.

"For you to drop your pants and raise your arms.", the hyena said.

"What?", Xan asked in confusion.

"I don't trust you even touching that gun in your holster, so drop the pants.", the hyena said.

Xan stifled a sigh. This was bad. She was being robbed, and by someone who knew not to trust her. This was shit. She couldn't be robbed now, not of her cargo. If she did, she'd soon join them in the distinction of being a slave, and she wasn't fuggin' having that!

Doing her best to conceal just how pissed she was, she slowly moved her hands over the front of her belt, as though undoing it. Then, she ducked and weaved, drawing her pistol from her holster, eyes still locked on the hyena's revolver.

---

The hours passed by quite slow that day with only the coming storm's thunderous grumbles to break the silence. Ferk sat in his chair by a table, leaning into a wall and reading a fantasy novel he'd gone through twenty times before. It featured a lot of the good stuff - murdering, raping, torturing, mutilating, yet it'd lost its sting a long time ago. He really would've wanted to expand his library, but finding a book that didn't have some of its pages torn for kindling was somewhat of a rarity. Especially the good kind of book. This one was apparently part 3 of 7, as far as he'd gathered from his searches, and it was the only one he'd managed to find intact.

"Blegh!", he grumbled in frustration and put the book aside. He would've thrown it were it not so rare.

With a sigh, he got up and took a stretch, rubbing the fatigue from his eyes. He suddenly knew how Sigi felt, trying to find herself something to do when nothing came to mind. He was tired of reading, but there was little else to do, and the coming rain would make that even more of a problem. He was actually worse off than Sigi. She had her drawings, her gardening, her dancing, and had even started to read. All he had was books. And his dick, but that he'd already given a tugging to that morning. Then a second one at noon. He needed a hobby, and finding one now would be tricky.

His attempts at finding one within his books had proven unsuccessful so far. Electronics mostly just earned him a bunch of cuts to his fingers and a couple electrocutions, culminating in sheer frustration at trying to understand the graphs within the manuals. More serious attempts at work outs left him too sore to get basic chores done, not to mention running into any dangers in that state would be the death of him. And as much as he'd once been critical of Sigi's drawings, his own efforts turned out way too embarrassing to even look at.

"Fuuug.", he cussed in resignation and walked over to the open door. Sigi would need to get here soon, else she'd get wet. Well, maybe not too soon, the cloudfront seemed indecisive that day, parts of it approaching while others moved back, as though he observed a sea shoreline. Could never be sure, though. As much as he liked to joke about her getting clean in the rain, the damp actually made her fur smell weird.

Looking out for signs of his runty sister, he witnessed a peculiar sight in the distance. Four figures walking down the street towards him, three of which looked chained together.

"What the heck?", he muttered to himself. He was about to get his semi-auto and pipe when he noticed the one without chains was actually Sigi, wearing a backpack, which confounded him even more.

He considered whether to do something before the oncoming four arrived, but figured with his jeans and tank top on, he had all he needed to greet strangers.

As the procession clinked and clanged ever closer, Ferk noticed Sigi was keeping a revolver on the three, which consisted of a rat, possum and cobra, all female and clad in little enough to give it away at a distance. He was now way too curious not to bombard his sister with questions.

"What is this?", Ferk asked once Sigi was within earshot.

"Meat!", Sigi announced cheerfully, at which the possum girl shirked.

Ferk tilted his brow, but said nothing. Apparently Sigi was fucking with them, and he wasn't about to spoil her fun.

"Nawh, but for real, these are some slaves I 'liberated' from a slaver.", Sigi explained as they got up close.

"You were supposed to call in if you spotted anything.", Ferk said, the idea of doing this kind of stuff alone being a bit too dangerous for his tastes. He didn't like his sister turning into a lil jackass like this.

"Nawh, it's fine. She was alone!", Sigi insisted dismissively, all the while looking rather proud of herself.

Ferk shook his head and sighed. "Which one's the slaver?", he asked, looking over the three. He was betting it was the cobra, given her less than timid size.

"Oh, she's right where I found her.", Sigi said with an ecstatic grin. "Shoulda seen it. Got her right between the eyes!", she said, pointing two fingers at her nose ridge.

"Couldn't take her alive?", Ferk asked with a tilt of his head. He didn't particularly like killing without need.

"Pulled a gun on me.", Sigi said with a shrug.

Ferk stifled a sigh and palmed his forehead. They probably could've gotten her alive if they were both there, though more than that, he was glad Sigi got through it unscathed. On the other hand, he now had three holes to fill, and he wasn't particularly in the mood.

"A'ight, whatever.", Ferk said and moved off towards the smaller building they used as a holding cell. He thought about whether they had some meds that might help him get ready to plug at least one of them that day.

"Ay, be a bit more grateful! Got some supplies and three cunnies all by myself!", Sigi shouted after him.

"I mean, yeah, good job and all. Just wish you'd be less risky.", Ferk said as he leaned into the side of their 'jail'. This was the second time within a week he felt like Sigi came close to getting herself killed.

"In you go, bitches!", Sigi said, waving her gun towards the entrance. "C'mon, help me secure them. Sooner you screw 'em, sooner we can cut 'em loose. Preferably before it starts raining.", she said.

"Eh? That's not happening.", Ferk said, somewhat taken aback by the sudden hefty performance demand.

"Don't sell yourself short!", Sigi said and went in to bind the three in place.

Ferk palmed his scalp in dismay, but then went in to help. Bitching about it wasn't about to help.

"A'ight, labies, butts on the ground by the rail.", Sigi said, directing them towards a horizontal mounted rod of metal that ran along the middle of the wall. They weren't really sure what its purpose had been before, but it certainly proved useful to them.

One by one, they sat them by the wall and bound their wrists to the railing, only to then remove their collars and shackles.

"You girls have been pretty quiet. What gives?", Ferk asked.

They looked between one another for a moment, as though deciding whether to speak.

"We got beat for talking before. And we don't know you.", the rat girl said.

Ferk spared a questioning glance towards Sigi.

"Not by me! I just threatened them not to whine.", Sigi said said defensively.

"With a gun. After she shot our handler.", the rat girl said.

"Well, we're not gonna hurt you just for talk.", Ferk assured with a shrug. "So what's your name? I'm Ferk, and this here's Sigi.", he asked towards the rat girl.

"Parin.", the rat girl said, at which Ferk turned towards the other two.

"Hiria.", the cobra said, staring very intently at the hyena for some reason.

"And this quiet one here's Cinis.", Par said for the possum girl. "What do you intend to do with us?", she then asked.

"Give you some food. Maybe clean you up.", Ferk iterated.

"Nawh, fuck the cleaning, just fuck 'em!", Sigi demanded.

"Egh...", Ferk sighed in resignation. "Right, I'll go get you some food.", he said and moved out of the room.

"Hold on!", Sigi muttered, running after him. "What's wrong? Thought you'd like the haul of three fresh cunts.", she said as they moved inside their home.

"Just caught me on a bad day.", Ferk said. He walked over to their cooler and began to dig around for something edible.

"Aw, come on. 'Never too much cunny', you always said.", Sigi said, gesticulating wildly as she did. Her brother's apparent reluctance was no doubt quite baffling to her.

"Ah, I dunno. Just feeling worn out. Jerked it today already and all.", Ferk said as he rummaged through an assortment of dried meats and fruits. He took some of his meat strips and stowed them in a bag.

"Maybe go and fondle them for a while. That oughta get the blood flowing.", Sigi suggested.

"Hm, sure. Just don't expect miracles.", Ferk said and went out towards the holding cell again.

He found them seated within much as he'd left them, talking something in whisper only to obviously stop once he neared. Standing in the doorway, he looked over each, thinking which one he might like best. The cobra, Hiria, had a nice set of tits, and he suspected she didn't grow hair down there either. She seemed quite resigned to whatever fate awaited. The possum girl, Cinis, looked timid and scared, not really his type. The rat girl, Parin, on the other hand, had a mid-sized pair, and was busy staring daggers at him. She seemed a decent pick, although he decided to have some fun choosing instead.

"So, which one of you wants a go first?", Ferk asked, groping his crotch to make sure there were no misunderstandings as to what he meant.

The rat girl suddenly looked a lot less defiant and more nervous, her knees coming together as though pleading to be spared. Ferk grinned at the sight. He believed he'd found his first candidate. So much for this one's bad-assery. The serpent and possum remained as they were, one indifferent, the other shy.

"You get first dibs on food if you let me pull those off without a struggle.", Ferk said as he pulled out and waved a strip of grain-covered meat in his hand.

Parin looked at him with some unease, clearly hungry enough to compromise, yet still not eager to pay the price. With a blush on her furles ears, she straightened out her legs, awaiting to be stripped.

"Good girl.", Ferk chided and put the meat strip in her mouth, the rest of the bag now resting on the floor. Despite her lack of free hands, she began to pull it in her maw, chewing as much as she could without dropping any, though some of the grain crumbled over her chest. She barely seemed to notice as Ferk pulled off her bottom, revealing a rather hairy slit. "Dirty girl.", he commented and abruptly grabbed her between the legs.

"Mh!", Par squealed and nearly spat out her lunch, her eyes bugged out in response to the sudden intrusion. Her blush was now so violently red Ferk could see it past her fur. He began to slowly stroke her along her slit, his other hand reaching underneath her top for her breast. "Mgh, gah! Ah!", she gasped out once she'd swallowed her food.

"Getting excited, hm?", Ferk asked teasingly, his fingers testingly prodding at her main entrance. It wasn't quite wet yet, but it was getting there.

Parin shook her head and clenched her teeth, apparently rather shocked with how her body reacted to the violation.

"Oh, you are, you are!", Ferk teased on with a smile. It was rather adorable how embarrassed she was. "You're not a virgin, are you?", he asked.

"I am.", Parin admitted, seemingly blushing even more than possible.

"Huh. The two of you as well?", Ferk then asked towards the cobra and possum.

They, on the other hand, merely shook their heads with uncertainty. They looked rather terrified of what he was doing, actually.

"Not that it matters.", Ferk said with a shrug. "I'll be gentle.", he promised in whisper towards the rat girl, who in turn closed her eyes in anticipation. "Don't be shy. You've got a pretty cunny.", he teased as his fingers pried ever deeper.

Feeling she was just about ready, he undid his belt and let his pants drop to the floor, his erection springing into view in front of the three. The unease among them seemed to only grow more apparent at the sight of his veiny cock.

"I-... wait...!", Parin stammered as she began to writhe and struggle in response to the warm rod prodding at her feminine entrance. "Ah-!", she blurted out as he pushed himself in, not quite far enough to deflower her, but enough for her to feel the pressure.

Rather than force it, he began to gently move it back and forth, steadily stretching her insides in preparation for a deeper push. The rat girl meanwhile, only stared down at her crotch in disbelief, a mix of fear and anticipation upon her features.

"This might hurt a little.", Ferk warned with a tender whisper.

Parin briefly looked him in the eye pleadingly, before her own eyes shot open.

"Ngh-ah!", Parin squealed as he forced himself past her once-in-a-lifetime boundary. He got it all the way in, his tuft of pubic hair brushing up against the rodent's considerably bushier fuzz.

"There we go. A virgin no more.", Ferk said with a toothy smile.

"Uh-...! Nh!", Parin panted out as Ferk now began to move more rapidly. A mix of emotions painted her features, of both concern and surprise. She was probably getting something out of this, much to Ferk's amusement.

Steadily hastening his pace, Ferk himself began to pant with excitement. He felt her cunt tense up around his dick as he swabbed her insides, although whether that was caused by orgasm, pain or something else, he couldn't tell. Whatever it was, it was bringing him close.

"Gonna-... cum!", Ferk announced happily, now thrusting away hard and fast to get the most out of the peak he'd just crossed, his balls slapping against her rear to an almost painful degree.

"P-... pull out!", Parin pleaded, but Ferk ignored her. His cock began to eject spurt after spurt of his milk, down her little fertile cunny. The thought that her first time would result in babies only further empowered his orgasm.

Once it was over, he leaned into her, his tongue hanging out as he panted in satisfaction and exertion.

"You... you asshole!", Parin suddenly squeaked once she realized what'd happened. He came inside her without the slightest hint of wanting to accommodate her wishes. "You fucking prick! I told you to pull out!", she now screamed, even as Ferk withdrew and sat back, basking in what was a surprisingly potent afterglow.

"Ah, shut up and have some babies, cunt.", Ferk grumbled dismissively, in no mood to listen to her bitching. He would've really liked to light up at that moment, but they were short on supply, and kept themselves to one a day. He was going to need one after he was done with the third, however. His dick felt sore just thinking about it. "Oh, right!", he suddenly remembered as he caught sight of the duct tape lying on the floor.

With a loud rip, he unfurled the tape and bit off a strip, only to then plant it between the rat girl's legs. Her eyes widened even more in surprise.

"What is this?", Parin asked, looking down at her cunt with utter confusion.

"It's so you don't drip out.", Ferk said, then got up, albeit without his pants. The rat girl was obviously unsatisfied with the answer, but he didn't care. He then fished out another two strips of grainy meat. "Here you go, girls.", he said, hovering it up near their mouths. They both eagerly took it in their teeth and began to clumsily chew it down. Ferk stayed there for a moment more, making sure neither of them dropped their meat, before he went out and back towards their home, without his pants. He needed a rest. And maybe something to drink.

He stumbled into the main room, only to find Sigi reclining on the couch, trying to read the very same novel he'd given up on that same day. He was rather impressed, even if at her glacial pace it would take two months to finish.

"Done already?", Sigi asked.

"With one.", Ferk said, then went towards their cooler to pull out something to drink. Kulberry syrup and water seemed a decent choice. He mixed the two together in a tin cup.

"Best get back in there, then.", Sigi suggested.

"Agh, no way. Not yet.", Ferk said in between glugs.

"Come on. We've got to give 'em a fighting chance before the rain comes.", Sigi insisted.

"Fuuuug. I'm really not up to this.", Ferk whined, sliding down along the wall to sit on the floor.

Sigi was right, unfortunately. They needed to get these cunts out of here before the rain came and locked them in with them. Normally he wouldn't mind a prolonged stay for one, but supplies were a bit difficult to lug home from the Hole ever since Sigi crashed the car. Not to mention their present home was a fair bit farther from the Hole than their last.

"Ugh, give me a couple minutes. Need to focus on something pleasant.", Ferk said, desperately trying to bring the right imagery in his head to maybe stir the loins. "Don't suppose you'd wanna help?", he suddenly suggested. It was dangerously close to admitting what he thought of Sigi, but if anyone could get him up, it was her.

"Eh? Like how?", Sigi asked, sounding rather confused.

"Like rub my balls?", Ferk suggested half-jokingly.

"Ew. Gay.", Sigi said with a shake of her head. "Hey, that reminds me.", she suddenly said and got up, only to pick up... a semi-torn magazine? "Here!", she said and threw it over.

"Hm?", Ferk murmured, turning it over. It looked as though the years had taken a toll upon its pages, signs of tearing, water damage and fading making them near indecipherable. At least in parts, and there was little point in reading a quarter of a page. "I can't read this. It's too fucked up.", he said, offering it back.

"You're not supposed to read it, dummy, you're supposed to look at the pictures!", Sigi said in exasperation.

"Wuh?", Ferk asked, then actually looked at the intact pictures and instantly felt rather dumb he hadn't noticed it immediately. Hunky guys, ripped unlike any he'd ever seen, of all species and some sizes particularly of interest to him. Most were actually average, if not large, but next to their musculature they looked miniscule. "Woah.", was all Ferk managed to utter, turning page after page in search of photos mostly intact.

"Right?", Sigi said, her grin smug and toothy.

"How long you had this?", Ferk asked.

"Oh, found it like a couple months ago in one of the buildings around our other place. Had some fun with it myself. Thought you might like it.", Sigi said.

"I do.", Ferk said in amazement, continuing to turn over the mag. More than that, his dick was hard again, and throbbing needily. He really would've liked to have met these guys. But more than that, he felt ready to get his fuck on.

"Wow, someone's up.", Sigi said, snickering at the sight of Ferk's hardening dick.

"No kidding.", Ferk said and got up, his mind filled with new and exciting imagery, his boner proudly bobbing in the wind.

---

"A'ight, which one of you wants to go next?", Ferk asked, looking over the two remaining captives.

They were now both looking rather uneasy, their prior stoic disposition no doubt dissipated in response to what happened to the rat girl. Also the boner now openly throbbing before them probably wasn't helping either.

"Nothing but volunteers, eh?", Ferk said with a smile. He'd have to decide himself, and before he did that, he needed a better look. "Let's get you more comfortable.", Ferk announced, then leaned in.

"Wh-stop!", the cobra demanded, right before her and the possum's wraps were roughly pulled off, leaving their pussies out in the open.

The possum girl merely pulled her legs up to limit sight of her hole, but said nothing. That seemed a bit peculiar.

"You a mute?", Ferk asked at the possum girl with a tilt of his brow.

Cinis shook her head at first, then seemingly realized the question warranted more than that. "No.", she said, her voice soft and mildly raspy.

"Just the silent type, eh?", Ferk asked.

Cinis nodded, reverting to stoicism.

"Fair enough. Now, both of you, spread 'em. I want a good look.", Ferk instructed, now standing back.

"Fuck off.", Hiria scoffed, even as Cinis obeyed with the reddest blush.

"Show your cunt or I start stomping your tits in. Either variant sounds fun to me.", Ferk warned.

Hiria sat silent for but a moment, before she decided there was nothing to be gained in disobedience and did as told, revealing her slit.

Satisfied, Ferk leaned in close, first towards the possum's nethers, then the cobra's, then back again. "Hmm.", he mockingly sounded out, as though this made much difference to him. The cobra was bald down there, while the possum girl was no less hairy than Parin. His preference on the matter was pretty clear to him, although both now managed to reinforce the strength of his hardon. It made him feel like he could fuck another 12 times that day, and that the magazine had been quite unnecessary. Although he could always fall back on that imagery for a boost. He decided to leave the best for last, however, and would first nut in the possum girl.

As he positioned himself over Cinis, clasping her thighs, he switched between looking at the timid female's reaction and that of the cobra. He liked to imagine she might've felt some bitterness at having been deemed the worse choice, unlikely as that may've been. Though she indeed seemed unhappy. The possum girl, however, was predictably uncomfortable and shy about being splayed out in the open like this.

"So where'd you grow up to end up such a cute lil pussy?", Ferk asked, just as he teased her slit with his solid rod.

"Uh!", Cinis squeaked in reaction to the feeling. "I-... I was a-... a tailor! At my dad's.", she continued to stammer out, visibly distressed. "Got taken by bandits a-... a month ago, while I was out trading.", she said, steadily growing less preoccupied with the dick at her lips.

"You sure you're not a virgin?", Ferk asked, readying himself to enter. Though she felt nice and ready, he didn't want to go in too fast.

"I have-... had a boyfriend.", Cinis said, correcting herself mid-way.

"He still alive?", Ferk asked curiously.

"I think.", Cinis said, visibly put off by the question.

"Then you'll probably get to see him again soon.", Ferk said, now bracing himself.

"I don't- AH!!", Cinis squealed as Ferk suddenly entered her hard, getting in half-way before beginning to hilt his way further in. "N-ah! Ah!", she gasped, blushing and panting profusely at the sudden penetration. She seemed to almost be enjoying herself. It made Ferk smile.

Getting into a rhythm, Ferk steadily sped up, his balls now slapping into the possum's taint with loud claps. Wanting to get the most out of the little possum, he pulled her top wrap up. Her breasts were a bit below average, adequately to her timid nature.

"Mh! Nuh! Oh!", Cinis continued to moan and squeal, visibly getting something out of it, yet writhing around as though trying to avoid it. Ferk found it rather endearing. He decided to give her that extra push, and brought his palm down over her mound, his thumb gently pressing into her clit. "Mhuh!", she gasped in response as his thumb began to draw circles over her little nub. It visibly drove her up the wall, up until she looked ready to scream. "Uh-!", was all she gasped out as she shuddered in her coaxed orgasm.

With the possum girl's cunny now convulsing in pleasure around Ferk's cock, he felt himself nearing an end to his efforts as well. A sudden influx of sensation rocked his entire being, making him spasm uncontrollably as his cock began to shoot his spunk up the possum girl's snatch. It wasn't entirely pleasant, however, Ferk's dick feeling some strain after its repeated use that day. They continued to writhe there together for a while, until finally Ferk felt he'd emptied out all he had in him.

"Hah... ah...", Ferk panted out in satisfaction as he looked over the thoroughly fucked possum girl. She was sweaty and somewhat out of it, but still rather intimidated-looking. Slowly Ferk pulled out, then leaned in and gave Cinis a big lick on her cheek. It made her shirk even more, as though she feared he'd eat her.

As quick as he could, Ferk reached for the tape and pulled off a strip, only to plant it between the possum's legs.

"Uh!", Cinis squeaked, her little cunny apparently quite sensitive after the rutting session.

"Why are you even doing this?", the cobra suddenly asked.

"To knock you up.", Ferk said, annoyed he even had to explain it at all.

"But why? What do you get out of this?", Hiria asked.

Ferk sighed aloud. It was a bit tiresome repeating the whole thing to every bitch he bred. "Me and my sister are the last of our family after some shit with bandits. So we decided to make more of us.", he explained with a shrug.

"What? What sense does that make?", Hiria asked in disbelief.

"As much sense as it does for any living thing to make kids.", Ferk said with a shrug.

"And what if we give it away? Or do something else?", Hiria asked on.

"Better not run into us again.", Ferk warned.

With the conversation over and done with, Ferk considered how best to go about breeding the last one. His number one problem was getting it up again. Ferk looked at the cobra, then down at his reddened dick. At that moment he felt like he could go without sex for a year. God damn, and to think seconds ago he felt ready to fuck the world. What a bother.

With a sigh, he got up and left. He needed another breather.

---

"Done yet?", Sigi asked as she saw him enter.

"Almost.", Ferk said with a sigh as he walked past and into the bedroom. He needed a lie down.

He dropped belly-first onto the bed and closed his eyes, content that even if he fell asleep, his sister would wake him up with her bitching.

"Hey, no sleeping!", Sigi said, following him in. That was a bit soon.

"Sig. I need a rest.", Ferk moaned.

"Ugh. Which one's left anyway?", Sigi asked.

"The cobra.", Ferk said.

"The biggest one.", Sigi noted unhappily. "Doesn't she have a hairless cunt? Thought you'd like that.", she asked.

"I do. Thought that'd help get it up after the first two.", Ferk grumbled.

"Ahhh...", Sigi sighed quite audibly, then fell silent as though contemplating something. "How about a backrub, then?", she asked.

"Uh. It's my dick that hurts, not my back.", Ferk said, remaining flat as a pancake.

"Not rubbing your dick.", Sigi said.

"That's not what I-! Meant.", Ferk said suddenly feeling his sister's weight drop on his rear. "Won't say no to a back rub, though.", he decided. Maybe it'd refresh him enough to get the blood flowing elsewhere.

And with that, Sigi began to lean into him, pressing down on places that weren't really in need of it, yet felt great under this kind of care. She went from his lower back up to his neck and shoulders, sending pleasant tingles throughout his spine, then back down again towards his rear, moving her own butt further down to grant herself access.

Ferk jumped a bit as Sigi's hands slid over his glutes, the sensation quite new and exciting to him. A bit too exciting, maybe. It got his blood going, alright, down to his painfully sore dick and balls.

"Just being thorough.", Sigi quipped, much like Ferk had not so long ago when he was the one massaging her. The tables had turned in more than one way now, as he felt something stir between his legs and steadily begin pressing into the mattress, and painfully so. He would've preferred that she not notice and potentially ask why he was so excited, but with her hands now making their way over his thighs and seemingly prying them apart, that seemed a given.

He let her spread his legs and begin to rub down his thighs, starting from the knees and steadily making her way up. The seconds seemed to grow longer and longer, his throbbing hard dick now impossible not to notice, but she seemingly ignored it and continued ever upwards. For a moment he thought she would simply stop before her hands got too close, her ministrations focused on areas just beyond reach of his length, when suddenly she crossed that threshold and, as if accidentally, nudged his dick.

He felt like jumping up, but instead he merely flinched. She'd just touched his cock, ever so slightly, and he wanted more. Much more. As she went up one thigh, then the other, she repeatedly rubbed up against first his dick, and then finally his balls. Holy fuck, was he confused and turned on.

"All done!", Sigi suddenly announced and gave his rear a hard swat, just before she slid off of him.

"Th-thanks.", Ferk uttered in stunned awe of what just happened. He wasn't sure whether to get up or stay still until his boner died down.

"Now come on, go get that last bitch knocked up!", Sigi urged as she returned to the couch.

Ferk breathed heavily and got up, his dick bobbing in the air with a sense of shame and confused excitement he hadn't felt in years.

---

Ferk found the three girls much as he'd left them, yet he barely registered anything of his present and just got down to his knees between the cobra's thighs. He had a lot to process in his head. But overall he was quite elated by what'd transpired. It all but confirmed Sigi would be willing to go further with him. Or she had fewer inhibitions in fucking with him than he thought. Now the only issue that remained-

"You gonna do this or not, asshole?", Hiria asked, knocking him back into the present. He'd indeed just been hovering over the cobra's bare pussy for a good couple seconds now.

"Woah. Thirsty for some dicking, eh?", Ferk asked teasingly.

"Just get it over with.", Hiria grumbled.

"As you wish.", Ferk said and guided himself in with his hand. For someone so eager, her cunt was hardly accommodating. He'd manage, though.

Moving himself further and further in, his thoughts momentarily returned towards something more important - they had no car. Though it hadn't actually been part of his original plan, the sudden lack of one made him realize how much harder it'd be. As he began to ponder a workaround, however, something drew him back into the present - the cobra was staring at him weird.

"What?", Ferk asked, wondering if there was something on his face.

"Nothing.", Hiria insisted resentfully.

"I know you from somewhere?", Ferk asked, even as his balls repeatedly slapped against her ass.

"No. But I know you.", Hiria said.

"Hah. Best keep that to yourself, then.", Ferk began. "If Sigi heard that, we'd probably be digging your graves right now instead. And I'm a bit tired to be doing that.", he said. It was somewhat of a bluff, though Sigi had been growing overly paranoid. Making people disappear only led to more interest from outside, however, and so they rarely ever did it without good cause.

The cobra thankfully took the hint and simply looked off to the side in disdain, enduring in silence as Ferk plowed into her. Ferk would've really enjoyed penetrating a pussy as smooth as hers were he not so overworked. Instead he himself endured a hurting dick and had to focus really hard on the rather confusing excitement Sigi had supplied him with. It was kind of a miserable fuck, even the slapping of his balls against her butt causing additional discomfort, but that very recent memory of his sister touching his dick, and the idea that she'd done it on purpose, really drove him to new heights.

Eyes closed and picturing his naked sibling before him, how she would wriggle and writhe under his touch, he felt himself draw nearer and nearer towards orgasm. The cobra was now but a warm fleshy hole to his prick, a sextoy to help him fantasize of better things. He felt himself cross that threshold with the image of Sigi's perky tits on his mind.

"Ngh!", Ferk growled as his dick tensed up. It felt as though it might burst, but instead it merely began to spurt out what little cum he still had left in him. He grew almost numb from the misuse, though that would've been a blessing next to the sheer strain he felt down there. "Ah, fuck. Finally.", he groaned out, slowly pulling out so as not to overstimulate his rod anymore.

"Going to let us go now?", the rat girl asked eagerly.

"Yeah, soon.", Ferk said, only to unfurl and slap a length of tape over the cobra's hole. He could think of little other than sleeping this all off. "Sigi will come handle you.", he said and went out the door.

---

"A'ight. Got rid of 'em.", Sigi announced as she re-entered the room.

"Good.", was all Ferk muttered, his face buried within the sheets of their bed. He was still enjoying the high of his smoke, though more than anything he would've wanted to slip into unconsciousness until his soreness passed.

"Really didn't like it at all?", Sigi asked as she sat at the side of the bed and began to undress. Apparently she too was calling it a day.

"I mean, it would've been nice without the time limit. Didn't feel like I was doing what I wanted.", Ferk explained as best as he could. He wasn't sure he did a very good job of it.

"Dang it.", Sigi whined, just as her pants went down, leaving her quite bare. "Was hoping it'd make up for the trashed car and stuff.", she said as she collapsed onto the bed.

"Aw, forget it. The mag and rub down more than made up for it.", Ferk said with some cheer. "And I really don't like you getting in danger on your own.", he added.

"It was fine!", Sigi insisted.

"Egh. You never know what might happen.", Ferk argued.

"I've been shot at with you watching. What's suddenly made you such a pussy?", Sigi asked, even as she gave her own a couple scritches.

"Just... would prefer to be there and help if something went wrong.", Ferk said. In reality he just really didn't like the idea of either of them dying before he got to openly say how he felt. It was tempting to just come out and say it, but he had a plan and he was sticking to it.

"Fair enough.", Sigi conceded with a shrug. "Think they'll make it into town before it rains?", she then asked, looking out the window.

"Maybe.", Ferk said in disinterest, even as the subtle grumble of thunder reached their ears. "If they hurry.", he added after some thought. At the very least their target sent them away from the cloudfront. He hardly cared, however, his mind still drawing worst-case scenarios for the coming weeks, as well as what might've happened that same day if Sigi hadn't been as good with her aim. "I need a hug.", he said and rolled onto his side, towards his sister.

"Wha?", Sigi asked, mildly confused.

"A hug. Like arms around one another?", Ferk said.

"Gay.", Sigi said dismissively, but then, after a moment of thought, seemingly softened her expression. "Alright, fine.", she conceded and turned onto her side, away from Ferk.

Ferk scooted up to her with equal amounts excitement and caution. He really only wanted some simple closeness, without giving the wrong idea. At least yet. Placing his arm over her, he made sure to stay over her abdomen, without going too high or low. As he pushed himself up against her back, however, he quickly realized his cock and balls would make this a fair bit awkward, even if his dick couldn't really get hard if he wanted it to.

"That's-...", Sigi spoke up, then went silent.

"What?", Ferk asked in confusion.

"Nothing.", Sigi said. The next minute passed by in somewhat of an awkward silence. "Actually, let's switch. Your balls are pressing into my butt. It's distracting.", she said glumly.

"Uh. A'ight.", Ferk conceded and turned around. Sigi did likewise, wrapping both arms around her brother's torso. She had the advantage of being able to grab at his chest. Ferk couldn't complain, though. He got what he wanted.

"My butt's gonna smell like dick.", Sigi complained.

"You could use a cleaning anyways.", Ferk commented with some cheer and a sniff for emphasis.

"Fuck you.", Sigi said with an audible roll of her eyes. "What would your crush say if she knew you were sleeping with your sister?", she then suddenly asked. The subject of his supposed chosen girl hadn't come up in a while, which made this slightly surprising.

"Hopefully she'd find it sexy.", Ferk said, stifling laughter. He still couldn't believe Sigi hadn't ever even suspected it was her.

"God, what a whore.", Sigi grumbled. "Good night.", she said in disgruntlement and closed her eyes.

"Night.", Ferk murmured. Overall the day had proven pretty entertaining, if a bit demanding... but also it gave him hope for Sigi's coming birthday. He couldn't wait to see the surprise on her face... preferably followed by her 'o' face. Snickering to himself at the thought, he slowly drifted off to sleep.